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♡ spoiled (part one)

♡ don't cross the line (nsfw) ♡ the space between us (nsfw) ♡ oops! (nsfw) ♡ a helping hand (ellie x reader x dina, nsfw) ♡ pretty when you cry (nsfw) ♡ blueberry pie (nsfw)

♡ moonflower (nsfw, fluff)

series ୨♡୧ ♡ not about love: part one (sfw) ♡ not about love: part two (nsfw) ♡ not about love: part three (sfw) ♡ not about love: part four (nsfw)

drabbles & blurbs & hc’s ୨♡୧ ♡ gf with plushies (hc's, nsfw) ♡ certified tits lover ellie (nsfw) ♡ guiding you through it (blurb, nsfw) ♡ worship (drabble, nsfw)

♡ at your service (drabble, nsfw) ♡ x abby (blurb, nsfw) ♡ eating you through (blurb, nsfw) ♡ mean brothers best friend (hq's, nsfw) ♡ color me (drabble, nsfw) ♡ loser lesbian ellie (blurb, nsfw) ♡ attention (drabble, nsfw) ♡ mommy kink (blurb, nsfw) ♡ ellie being ellie (blurb, sfw) ♡ finally (blurb, nsfw) ♡ breeding kink (blurb, nsfw) ♡ kissing ur tummy (blurb-ish, nsfw) ♡ just a lick (blurb, nsfw) ♡ sleepover w dina (blurb, nsfw) ♡ bikini tops (blurb, nsfw) ♡ netflix nights (drabble, nsfw) ♡ spit kink (blurb, nsfw) ♡ ellie and her boxers (blurb, nsfw) ♡ game over (mean brothers bff drabble, nsfw) ♡ sexting with ellie (texts, nsfw) ♡ soccer!ellie x cheerleader!reader (hc’s, nsfw) ♡ caught (drabble, nsfw) ♡ mall with els (hc's fluff & a little smut)

♡ degrading you for the first time (drabble, nsfw)

♡ gf with plushies pt 2 (drabble)

♡ bbf!ellie — plum (blurb, nsfw)

♡ painkiller (short drabble, nsfw)

♡ knight!ellie (drabble)

♡ training wheels (drabble, nsfw)

♡ breeding kink blurb

♡ jealous (drabble, nsfw)

audios ୨♡୧ ♡ number one (nsfw) ♡ number two (nsfw) ♡ number three (nsfw)

abby anderson one shots ୨♡୧ ♡ to new beginnings (one shot, nsfw) ♡ baby blue (one shot, nsfw) ♡ anything but me: part 1 (nsfw)

drabbles & blurbs & hc’s ୨♡୧ ♡ too tight (nsfw) ♡ x reader x ellie (nsfw) ♡ gf with plushies (hc’s sfw+nsfw) ♡ movie night with ellie x reader (blurb, nsfw) ♡ shoving her fingers in your mouth (blurb, nsfw)

♡ dbf! abby (blurb, nsfw)

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audios ୨♡୧ ♡ number one (nsfw)

Synopsis: Four university students have been murdered by a Ghostface killer. With the murders getting more vicious and frequent, you and your best friend Jungwon decide to spend the weekend indoors. He insists you stay over at his apartment with him and his two roommates;you would just be safer there.

Pairing: Ghostface!Heeseung x Female!Reader x Ghostface!Sunghoon

Warnings: DARK CONTENT. YANDERE HeeHoon. NONCON. Violence, murder, descriptions of murders, slight knife play, blood, slight blood play, degradation, threesome, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), oral (m+f), face fucking, choking, size kink, slapping, spit, breeding kink, angst, kidnapping, drugging, mentions of alcohol

Word Count: 11k+

Author Note: Does this look familiar?! Yes! Have you read this before?! Probably. This was posted on my original blog "HH" (You may know me as "Honey", "little ducklings") This is a new start on a new blog, I'm sorry I left you so abruptly (especially since we had just hit 1k followers!) But, I hope you all find your way to our new home! See you there little ducklings baby bats!

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"There’s always two," Jungwon mumbled, watching the reporters swarm the Dean.

There was another murder Friday night. Still no leads, no clues, just a sighting of someone in a Ghostface mask.

You looked up from your textbook and saw his weary face staring in the direction of the press conference. You were supposed to spend the morning with your best friend Jungwon prepping for an English midterm. But his focus is on the media circus that’s invaded the University campus.

"Two what?" You asked highlighting a sentence from your textbook.

"Two killers. The reporters keep saying the murders have similarities to the Scream movies but no one is talking about how there’s always two Ghostface killers in the end." He sighed, picking at the dry skin around his fingernails.

After 10 years of friendship it was always easy to tell when he was nervous, he always fiddled with his fingers and chewed holes into his bottom lip. You put your highlighter down and gently grabbed his hand to distract him from his nervous picking.

"Not necessarily", you shrugged. "The third movie only had one killer." you smiled trying to joke but his worried expression didn’t falter. He just rolled his eyes and swatted your hand away from his.

Damn, he really is nervous. You had only seen Jungwon this rattled with nerves after his parents divorce when you were kids. That was also around the time your friendship really bloomed into a type of dependency on each other. You hadn’t left each other's side for more than two days at a time, switching classes to match schedules in highschool and now you were at the same University together. Platonic soulmates you two always say. 

"Why are you so worried Won? If this is really like those movies we are safe! The killers always targeted one friend group and not to be super insensitive but the people that have been murdered weren't our friends."

He looked at you while he chewed his bottom lip watching you as you spoke. "Wonnie, we don’t go to those parties and we aren't friends with people that do. We’ll be okay."

You grabbed his hand again, rubbing circles on his palm to help ground his nerves. Skinship always calmed him down. The situation was scary, but you weren’t worried. The first two murders took place at frat parties, the third one was after a football game, and the recent one was at make out point. Places you or Jungwon don’t frequent.

"But isn’t it kind of weird?" he asked, scooting closer to you. He looked around making sure no one was in an ear shot of your conversation. Before bringing his face closer to yours and staring into your eyes.

"Keeho, Mark, Yeji, and Winter were all murdered."

"Yeah and? What’s weird about that? They’re all in the same friend group like I said." You tried to focus your attention back on your textbook ignoring the loud yelling from the reporters signaling the press conference had begun.

"The same friend group that has been tormenting us since day one of university." He said shutting your textbook and turning your body to face him fully. He grabbed your hands and held them in his, he wanted you to take him seriously. 

That was true. Those four were pretty notorious for having a mean streak. But it wasn’t just targeted at you and Won. Lots of people were constantly on the end of their mean words and cruel jokes. They were the typical rich kids who thought their parents' money made them better than everyone else, partying and drinking every weekend, with the mindset that rules didn’t apply to them. 

"They tormented lots of people Won, stop overthinking or you’ll get stress wrinkles." You mused, smoothing his brown hair down and kissing the tip of his nose. He smiled showing off the dimples you loved so much. He bumped his forehead against yours, "I’m just saying,"

He looked back at the reporters as they started to talk about what they knew about the latest murder victim that happened over the weekend, Keeho.

"I hope no one we know is Sydney fucking Prescott in this scenario." 

“Don’t worry Wonnie, no one we know is that exciting.” you joked tapping his knee, “come on cutie, we’ll be late for class.” Standing up from the courtyard table you stuffed your work into your backpack and extended your hand out for Jungwon to take. 

“As if I can focus with all this going on.” He grumbled wrapping his larger hand around yours. 

Walking into the classroom you found your usual seats next to each other and started prepping for the lecture. Out of your peripheral you saw Choi Yeonjun take the empty seat to the right of you. “Hey, bunny” A small smile gracing his pretty face and pouty lips. The cute nickname he had given you the first day you moved into your dorm. You had accidentally knocked into him with a box of your belongings causing your favorite item from home to tumble to the ground. He didn’t tease you, despite Keeho being there and making fun of you for bringing a stuffed animal to college, Yeonjun only smiled and picked up the white plush bunny from the ground and kindly offered to take the box up to your dorm for you. 

“Hey Junnie, how was your weekend?” You smiled, turning your chair to face him.

“Kind of boring actually, did you hear about Keeho?” He asked, adjusting the black rimmed glasses on his face. Such a cute nerd. 

“Of course, everyones talking about it.” They news said they found him hanging from a tree limb in the woods behind the campus at a known make out spot. He was supposedly disemboweled like Drew Barrymore’s character in the first Scream movie. He was a jerk, but no one deserves to die like that. How can someone even stomach doing something like that? 

“Yeah..my little brother Gyu tried to tell him not to go out alone so late at night but he was too egotistical to listen.” He sighed leaning back in chair. Gyu and Keeho were best friends from what you heard, which was odd considering how many times Keeho stole Yeonjun’s glasses and tripped him in the halls.

“He’s always been one to do..whatever he wants.” You say trying not to come off a little bitter at the end. He chuckled softly, knowing what you were trying not to say. “He was an asshole, it's okay to say it.” He mused nudging your arm playfully. You cracked a soft smile, “no comment.”

He smiled and scooted his chair closer to yours. You spent the last few weeks since the ‘bunny’ incident getting closer to Yeonjun. You had a few study sessions together, and texted each other everyday. He was an absolute sweetheart and never made you feel uncomfortable. He was also incredibly shy, the one time his hand accidentally brushed against your thigh he couldn’t even look you in the eye. He was a blushing stuttering mess the rest of the study date. 

“So I was thinking..maybe we could hang out this weekend. How about we go out Friday night?”

Younjun’s cheeks were tinted pink and he was fiddling with his fingers in his lap avoiding looking into your eyes. He was afraid your answer would be no, or even worse you would laugh straight in his face. 

Jungwon scoffed and mumbled something under his breath, his face never leaving his laptop as he overheard the conversation. You mentally reminded yourself to kick him for that later. Jungwon was definitely the protective brother figure in your life, no guy was ever good enough for you according to him. He took care of you after too many loser guys broke your heart, and he didn’t want that happening again. 

“Oh? What would we do?” leaning toward him propping your elbow on the table and resting your chin in the palm of your hand staring at him playfully. “We can keep it classic? Dinner, movie, and see where the night takes us.” He smiled, “but we can do whatever you want. I’d be fine with whatever you decide Bunny.”  

You scooted your chair closer to him and grabbed his fiddling hands the same way you do for Jungwon. You were close enough to smell his cologne and see the cute beauty mark he had under his right eye beneath his glasses, it was making you dizzy. He was so undeniably cute. “Well..”

Professor Jang walked in and started his usual morning greeting. You pulled apart from each other and straightened your chair to put you back facing the front of the classroom.“I get to pick the movie.” you whispered to Junnie keeping your eyes facing to the front of the classroom. You saw the grin spread on his face out of the corner of your eye, “of course bunny.” 

“You shouldn’t be alone with him..” Jungwon whispered as you left class waving bye to Yeonjun. “Why not? Junnie’s a sweetheart, and your bestie is in a dry spell.” You wiggled your eyebrows suggestively. He wrinkled his nose and laughed, “TMI..but seriously. With Ghostface running around killing people, it's not a good idea.” He was shaking his head. “I mean, what if he is the one...”

“Won, don’t finish that sentence. Yeonjun is a sweetheart, he could never do anything like that..” you huff growing slightly annoyed at what he was insinuating. How could he even think that? Yeonjun wouldn’t even step on the flowers outside, much less butcher someone.  He picked up on the shift in your demeanor quickly, he didn’t want to upset you but he doesn’t trust anyone right now, especially with you. 

“I’m sorry babe..I just don’t think it's safe.” He opens the exit door for you letting you walk out first. “I don’t want you mad at me Y/N, it’s just..I couldn’t live without you.” You stop walking at his soft voice and sighed. You wrap your arms around your best friend's waist, “I couldn’t live without you either, Wonnie.”

He rests his chin atop your head and hugs you back. He wasn’t trying to sabotage your potential new relationship, he just didn’t trust your safety in the hands of someone who couldn’t even throw a punch. Jungwon wasn’t a fighter himself but he’s never been afraid to get his knuckles bloody for you. He’s done it four times. 

 “I just want you to be safe.” He whispers in your hairline. You nod understanding his reasoning, you pull away to look up at him, “I’ll take your concerns into consideration Wonnie, but I really like Yeonjun..” He sighed and ruffled your hair, “I know. You have that dopey lovesick grin on your face everytime you see him.”

“I DO NOT!” You very much do. 

Thursday morning was only good for one thing, treating yourself to pastries and lattes before an obnoxiously early history class with Jungwon. Whoever decided to teach history at seven thirty am was a menace. But these early morning meetings with Wonnie at seven am to eat sugary foods and get loaded on caffeine were moments you wouldn’t trade for the world.

When you arrive at the coffee house he’s already sitting at your usual table with his nose buried in his book when you arrive. Your usual latte waiting for you as well as three chocolate chip scones to share. “Good morning sunshine!” He beams as you sit down across from him. “Way too early for all your energy Wonnie..” you grumbled drinking the warm latte. He just smiled knowing this version of you all too well. 

“HE DID IT AGAIN! GHOSTFACE KILLED AGAIN” a loud yell startles you. Looking out the large window, students are running out of the science lab screaming. Panic started filling the coffee house, not knowing what the man that yelled meant, people started to assume Ghostface must be lingering around.

Jungwon stood up quickly and grabbed you by pulling you to him, backing you against the nearest wall, “people are panicking and you could get hurt.” 

He was right, people were running around and knocking into each other to get out of the shop. The small courtyard outside was a mess of students running and crying. Police cars and ambulances were speeding in and the loud sirens only added to the loud chaos. “Do you think he's here..” you asked, watching the scene of chaos unfold in front of you. “I-I don’t know..Let’s get out of here, before it gets worse.”

He wraps his arm around your waist pulling you with him, you both leave the coffee house, “let’s go back to your dorm it's closer.” He’s pulling you tightly against him maneuvering you both around the mass of running students. 

“Y/N!!” 

You snap your head to the familiar voice of your roommate Jen. “Wonnie wait, it’s Jen.” You stop him from walking and point to your roommate running toward you. She stumbles in front of you both, crying as she throws her arms around you. You catch her and look at Won giving him a look signaling you weren’t sure what to do. Jungwon wrapped his other arm around her and moved you both away from the center of the courtyard. He dragged you two behind the coffee house to let her catch her breath. 

She looked at him and cried into his chest, “I saw-I saw the room..there was so mu-much b-blood..who could do this..” she was wailing as Wonnie held her tighter, shushing her softly to try and soothe her. 

“What do you mean..What happened Jen..” You latch onto her side to help comfort her. Jen also had an early class on Thursday, Chemistry. The building everyone was running and screaming out of was the same building your roommate was in.

“The professor found him in the science lab..his throat was slit..they said he was ne-nearly decapitated..and st-stabbed..as if it's not horrible enough to almost decapitate him but to stab him over and over..”She sobbed harder against Jungwon. 

“D-did you see the body Jen..”you asked, rubbing her back. 

“I didn’t see the body..but there was so much blood Y/N..so much of it..it covered the whole room..” Her eyes were frantic and she couldn’t focus, it was as if she was searching for the killer around you three. 

“Do you know who it was?” you ask, brushing the hair stuck to her wet cheeks away from her face. She was quiet and gripped Jungwon’s shirt tighter and tried to ground herself. “Jen?..” Her face was apprehensive and she swallowed hard before grabbing your hand. 

“Yeonjun..” she whispered looking at you knowing the pain it was about to cause you.

Jungwon tenses up and you could see the color leave his face as he looked at you. The tears started to pour out of you before your brain could process what Jen just said. There was a loud ringing in your ears, and it felt like everything around you froze for just a split second. 

Choi Yeonjun..was..dead…?

Your breaths became shallow as you started to sink to the floor unable to hold your weight.

“Whoa, baby breathe..you’re okay. I’m here and you’re safe..breathe baby..” Jungwon gently detached from Jen and caught you in his arms before your knees hit the gravel.

He grabbed your hand and placed it on his chest, “match my breathing baby, come on. You’ll make yourself vomit if you keep crying like this.”

You hadn’t realized how hard you were sobbing, hiccuping as you struggled to breathe. You just saw Junnie yesterday..and now..now he's gone? Just like that? No goodbye..no final hug..no more comforting smells of his cedarwood cologne..he was dead. Someone murdered him..he must have been so scared..Junnie…

You clung harder to Jungwon, he let you break down in his arms. Your loud wailing hitting straight to his heart, he knew how much you liked Yeonjun, it‘s killing him to see you this way. He doesn’t think he’s ever seen you cry this hard before, and it terrifies him. Jen slumped against the wall covering her face with her hands, she couldn’t handle your wails only making her sob harder. 

Jungwon let you both cry for a few more minutes before deciding he needed to get you both away from this mess. Being around here would make it worse, not to mention the large van labeled ‘Coroner’ was just arriving on the scene. He couldn’t let you see Yeonjun get taken away in a body bag. “Come on, let's get you guys back to your dorm. You both need some space away from here.” 

He helped you up and grabbed Jen’s hand and led you away keeping your back turned away from the scene. He supported both of your weights as he walked you to your shared dorm, which thankfully was only half a block away. He watched you struggle to keep your composure for a few minutes before deciding to send Jen ahead to open the room. He lifted you carefully into his arms and carried you the rest of the way back to your room. 

He placed you on your small twin size bed, taking your shoes off and wrapping you in one of your soft blankets. Your sobs died down, but your tears never stopped. You were barely blinking and it scared the fuck out of him. You looked broken. He kissed your forehead. “Take a nap baby, I’ll stay with you..you need to sleep. Your body needs to rest, I’ll be here when you wake up.” He stayed repeating soft words to you, running his fingers through your hair. Your little whines and hiccups dying down as you let the mental exhaustion take over. 

This was a nightmare. 

You heard soft movements and whispers breaking your dream state. Opening your swollen eyes you adjust to your surroundings. You slept the entire day away, seeing the sun starting to set from your window. The reality hitting you again of what happened a few hours prior. This wasn’t a nightmare and Yeonjun really was gone.

You looked around the room and saw Jungwon was packing your duffle bag and Jen was on her side of the room packing a suitcase. “What’s going on?” Your voice is sore and hoarse. You sit up from your bed confused. 

“I can’t..I can’t stay here. I want to see my mom..I need to get away from here for a few days.” Jen whispered, zipping her suitcase shut. She looked at you sadly, she didn’t want to leave you in your state but she couldn’t stay. She couldn’t even take care of herself right now.

You nod understanding, “yeah, you should go.” Even though it pained you. It was selfish of you to want her to stay, you knew she saw the mess of the crime scene and she needed to get far away from this fucking University. 

“I’m not leaving you here alone..you’re staying with me until Jen comes back.” Jungwon smiled softly while packing your favorite sweater. What? You shook your head and frowned. “Won you have roommates, I don’t think they want some girl crashing at their place..”

“Heeseung and Sunghoon are fine with it, I called them while you were sleeping. And you're not some girl, you're my best friend” He cut you off while grabbing your toiletry bag and shoving it in the duffle and zipping it shut. He grabbed your sneakers and sat on the floor at the foot of your bed grabbing your legs to help put your shoes on. 

“I don't want to intrude, Wonnie..”

“You’re not an intrusion, Y/N.” He sighs, tying your shoes tightly. He rests his forehead on your knee and takes a deep breath. “I’m not taking any risks, not with you..you’re not staying here. I’ll throw you over my shoulder if I have to.” He looks up at you and his eyes are glassed over and his bottom lip is quivering. He is trying so hard to keep it together for you, but he’s terrified. 

“Go with him, Y/N..please. It’s not safe here..” Jen sniffled, grabbing her suitcase from the bed. 

You didn’t want to worry either of them unnecessarily. Maybe a change of scenery would be good. You needed space and you needed to heal away from this place. “Are you sure it’s safe?” 

“Y/N,we have an off campus apartment. It's safer than here, baby..” 

“Are you sure they're okay if I stay?”

“Of course, you’re always welcome.” 

“Alright, I’ll go.”

You both walked Jen to her cab, Jungwon insisting on making sure she got into it safely. You hugged her tightly. “Text me when you get there, I love you.” You mumbled into her hair. You were both lucky that housing roomed you two together, you had been inseparable since move-in day. Only having been friends for a few short weeks you had grown to love and care for her. You wanted her safe, and she needed to get out of here.

“I love you too..stay close to Jungwon until I get back.” She whispered and kissed your cheek. She parted from you with a final hand squeeze and got in her cab and shut the door. She rolled down the window, “Keep our girl safe Wonnie.” 

“With my life.” He smiled softly, waving her off. 

You watched her cab drive off and wanted to cry again. A part of you felt like she wouldn’t come back, she packed for way more than a few days. But you couldn’t blame her, you couldn’t imagine what she had seen. You only hoped this wouldn’t be goodbye and you’d be reunited with her eventually. Jungwon grabbed your hand, breaking your thoughts, “come on.”

He tossed your duffle bag into the backseat of his car and opened his passenger door for you, helping you in and even buckling your seatbelt for you. He was treating you like glass, afraid you could break at any moment. You felt like glass, all you needed was one more thing to hit you and you’d break. Maybe you should go home too, but you could never leave Jungwon behind. You were the only family he had, aside from his roommates Heeseung and Sunghoon, and you didn’t know them well.

Jungwon met the two older guys in his computer class the first week of University, all three hitting it off instantly bonding over videogames. They offered their spare room to him after finding out Jungwon was sharing a single dorm room with three guys thanks to a housing mistake.

“It's been a while since you’ve seen Heeseung and Sunghoon. Heeseung is excited, he’s making your favorite for dinner, pasta.” He smiles starting the car. “At least he likes me, Sunghoon hates me..” You murmur leaning your head against the car window. The two times you met him at Jungwon’s apartment he looked like he wanted to be anywhere else but near you. 

Sunghoon was polite, but he didn’t smile at you and he seemed tense the entire time, with his jaw clenched and eyes narrowed. And any time he did look at you he had this unreadable hard expression on his face, it was unsettling. It made you feel like he didn’t want to be around you which is why you made every excuse to not hang out at Won’s place. 

Heeseung on the other hand was a sweetheart, his big bambi like eyes caught your attention first and he had you laughing all night. His infectious smile and dorky humor had you laughing all night. He was warm and inviting to be around. Also, very affectionate like Jungown, hugging you and ruffling your hair, even kissing your cheek goodnight on the way out. 

“He’s just shy, I promise he likes you. He just has to get to know you better is all” Jungwon smiled pulling out of the campus parking lot. You hummed softly and watched the traffic as Wonnie drove. You felt numb, at first you didn’t pay mind to these killings but now it was close to home..Ghostface took Yeonjun from you. It was personal. 

Thankfully, Jungwon’s apartment was only a twenty minute drive from the dorms. He grabbed your duffle and held your hand as you walked up the steps to the door. It was a cute little complex, Jungwon definitely got lucky to live in a place like this as a first year University student. You walked into their shared apartment and nervously smiled at the two tall boys in the living room playing a random video game on their flat screen.

“Hey Y/N! Welcome!” Heeseung stood up, pausing his game to wrap his arms around you tightly, “it’s been a while!” He was much taller than Jungwon, his body engulfed yours with his hug. It was comforting, something about Heeseung and Jungwon’s hugs felt safe. 

“Thanks for having me…” your eyes land on Sungoon who was sitting on the sofa still, manspreading with his phone in his hand texting. “It’s nice to see you Sunghoon..” you try to break the tension with the quiet boy.  “Hey.” his voice was monotone as he shifted his eyes from his screen to you, but only for a split second. 

“I'm glad you’re here. The University dorms aren't safe right now.” Heeseung sighed, rubbing the sides of your arms soothingly, “I’m um..I’m really sorry to hear about your friend..” 

You tensed and met his worried gaze, tears stinging your waterline. “I have to go to the bathroom..sorry..” you mumbled, avoiding his gaze and walking to Jungwon’s room before they could see you cry. You could hear Jungwon talk to Heeseung before you shut the door. Sitting on his bed you covered your mouth with your hand and cried trying to muffle the sound of your sobs. Fuck, this hurts so bad.

You stay like that for a few minutes trying to calm yourself, you knew Heeseung meant well, but hearing it makes it real. You weren’t ready to deal with it. 

The cell phone you keep in your pocket starts to vibrate, Jen must have made it home. Pulling it out you see the UNKNOWN NUMBER flash on your screen. Maybe it’s Jen? She’s notorious for letting her phone die and was always quick to use whoever's phone that’s around her. It could be her parents phone she’s calling from. 

“Hello? Jen?”

There’s a light static sound followed by a deep distorted chuckle, “hello, Bunny.”

The nickname had Yeonjun’s face flash in your brain before feeling the uncomfortable churn in your stomach. You were shaking, you clutched the phone harder in your hand turning your knuckles white.  

“I-I think you have the wrong number.”

“Oh, Bunny, bunny, bunny. What am I going to do with you?”

You felt all the air leave your lungs and your chest felt like it was caving in. Shaking your head, you hang up the phone and throw it on Jungwon’s dresser. No fucking way. This was not happening. Was that..Ghostface? That couldn’t be Ghostface. No way. 

Replaying the distorted voice saying ‘bunny’ over and over in your head was sending you spiraling. The once sweet nickname rolling off the tongue of the boy you wanted so badly was now being tainted by a monster. Choked sobs racked your body, how many more times could you break down before it was enough to kill you? How would he know that nickname? Nobody but Yeonjun ever called you that..was someone stalking you? Why is this happening? Oh, god..were you..next? 

Panic. 

“Wonnie?! Won?!” you yell sprinting out of the bedroom. Sunghoon watches you from the same spot on the couch with furrowed eyebrows as you frantically search the apartment for your best friend. Heeseung emerges from the kitchen in an apron and a mixing bowl full of salad in hand, “are you okay, Y/N?” 

“Yeah, you look like you’ve seen a ghost..” Sunghoon says, cocking his head to the side with a small humorless smile. Wait..what? 

Jungwon walks into the apartment holding an empty laundry basket, "what's going on?" he asks as he sees your worried expression. He must have been in the laundry room. You run to him and wrap your arms around him tightly making him drop the basket, “please don’t leave me alone..” you softly beg still crying.

“Never baby, what’s wrong?” He asks gently, patting your hair and rubbing your back. You shake your head and bury your face in his neck. He doesn’t push it, he knows you’re vulnerable right now. He assumes your tears are for Yeonjun.

“Dinner is almost ready, Y/N. You should try to eat something and you can sleep, you need it.” Heeseung softly says walking back to check on the food he’s cooking. “He’s right baby, you haven’t eaten all day and your body must be exhausted.” Jungwon whispers kissing your temple. How could you eat? After that? After everything? Do you tell Jungwon about the call? 

“I’m not hungry,” you mumble looking up at him. 

“Oh come on, Y/N. You need to eat something,” Sunghoon’s voice startled you. You looked at him walking toward the kitchen, smirking at you, “you’ll need your strength.” 

A loud vibration disturbs your slumber. You groan and try to ignore it, but it keeps going. You reach over to feel for Jungwon but he’s not in bed. Opening your eyes and squinting at his alarm clock, 2:47 a.m. Looking at his side of the bed, it's empty. Where was he? You fell asleep together..

The loud buzzing catching your attention again, it's your phone on his dresser. It stops only for a few seconds before ringing again. Standing on shaky legs to walk to his dresser and pick it up but it stops ringing again. 7 missed calls. You jump when it starts vibrating again.

UNKNOWN NUMBER

It was obvious whoever this was wasn’t going to let up anytime soon. You weren’t going to be a part of this. You powered the phone off and shoved it in the top drawer. You couldn’t deal with this, you were going back home first thing in the morning. Fuck this school, fuck these shitty detectives that couldn’t find this asshole, just fuck everything. 

A harsh vibration startles you, causing you to jump and yelp. “Fuck!” 

Jungwon’s phone on his nightstand lights up and starts ringing. There’s no fucking way..But panic creeps up your neck. Where is Jungwon? Does Ghostface have Jungwon?...Why else would he call both your phones..

UNKNOWN NUMBER

You take a deep breath, you have to find Jungwon.

“Hello..?”

“Hello, Y/N. I want to play a game.” The voice distorted laughs. Your stomach drops, this is real. 

“I’m hanging up..”

“If you hang up, I’ll slit your precious Jungwon’s throat.”

“W-wonnie?!” Your voice came out shaky. Your worst fears become reality, Ghostface had Jungwon. 

Clutching the cell phone, you try to keep it together. You have to be strong. 

“Wh-where is he?”

You step out of the bedroom into the living room in hopes he's there and this is some cruel prank. But, it’s not. The living room is dark, only the street lights giving a warm orange glow around the quiet home. 

“I want to play a game, dumb baby.”

Your eyes land on Heeseung and Sunghoon’s closed bedroom doors, were they in danger too? Stepping forward to Heeseung’s door you reach out to grab the door knob. “If you touch that door I’ll kill your ‘Wonnie’ right now.” The distorted voice spat, making you freeze in place.

The realization that Ghostface could see you made you panic more. Frantically looking around the dark home for any sign of him. Walking in circles in hopes to see something, anything. “What do you want from me!?” You yell into the phone sobbing.  

“I told you dumb baby, I want to play a game.”

There was no getting out of this, but you had to try. Jungwon wouldn’t abandon you and you wouldn’t abandon him. “F-fine. But..but only if Jungown is safe.”

“He’ll be safe, as long as you win the game.”

“What game?” your voice barely whispers as you stand in the center of the living room. A loud creak from Won’s bedroom catches your breath in your throat.“...it's called catch the dumb baby”

Pure fear and adrenaline courses through your body carrying your feet faster than you could think and you run toward the front door. Throwing it open and screaming, there he was, Ghostface stood hovering over you. In his classic black robe and the famous scream mask covered in dirt and speckles of dried blood. His head was tilted to the side, he had a syringe in hand, he shook his head looking at you.

“Dumb baby, you lose.”

Taking a cautious step back, you bump into a hard figure, turning your head only slightly only to see another Ghostface mask out of your peripheral vision. Standing just as tall as the one blocking the front door. 

Fuck

It all happened so fast, before you could blink or open your mouth to scream for help, the one behind you grabbed you, covering your mouth and pinning your arms to your side with one of his long arms. He maneuvered your face upward harshly exposing your neck to the Ghostface with the syringe. You felt the pin prick in your neck and your body slumped against the one holding you. Whatever they gave you was fast acting and you lost all movement in legs and arms. You slump against the Ghostface holding you, unable to stand on your feet. 

I failed you Wonnie..I’m so sorry.

Your sobs are muffled behind his gloved hand, feeling yourself slowly slip away from reality.

Cold, that’s the first thing you felt. Your limbs feel heavy, mouth dry and head full of eye burning pressure. Everything is blurry and the only thing your vision can make out is the mattress on the floor you’ve been placed on, laid on your side. Realizing you’re also fully nude you try to move your limbs to cover your body and give it some warmth but they’re too heavy to move under whatever sedation they gave you. 

“Our pretty girl is finally awake.” 

Snapping your head to the bottom of the mattress your vision can make out the two figures standing at the edge. Their voices are no longer distorted but the masks are still on. 

“Dumb baby made it too easy,” 

Wait..that voice..He took his mask off first, shaking his hair out of his face. Bambi eyes fully drinking you in. It was terrifying how quickly the doe eyes you trusted narrowed darkly. No signs of innocence, just wild, black, and hungry. Heeseung..Heeseung was Ghostface, he’s the one that drugged you.

Looking at the other Ghostface figure, you already knew who it had to be..He took his mask off, throwing it to the side, a wide smile showing his fangs to you. The first time you had actually seen him smile with his teeth. The smile was anything but friendly. It was deranged and held no humor or comfort behind it. Sunghoon.

“What the fuck..” Your voice cracked and raw, it hurt to talk “Why..I trusted you..Won-wonnie trusted you.”

“Why? God, I hate that fucking question.” Sunghoon snorted, removing the black Ghostface robe off his body, leaving him shirtless and in black denim jeans. He really did, it pissed him off. They all sounded the same when he killed them, why me? What did I do? Why are you doing this? Blah, blah, blah. 

“Does there really have to be a reason why?” Heeseung smiled, nose wrinkling. How could someone that looked as sweet as Heeseung do something like this?

“Stop teasing her Heeseung. We had a good reason to kill each one of those assholes, pretty girl, do you really want all the gory details?” Sunghoon smirked, cocking an eyebrow. You shook your head, you were already on the verge of puking. You didn’t want to know. 

“Are you sure? Because...there was a special one in particular.. we had a really good reason why he had to die.” Heeseung said in a sing song voice. 

Sunghoon dropped his smile and glared at Heeseung, they agreed not to bring him up. Not that he cared about him, or regretted it, he just didn’t want to make this harder than it had to be. Heeseung could feel Sunghoon’s glare on him, he didn’t care. It broke his heart when you agreed to that date, Heeseung spent the whole day crying and screaming when he found out. Really? Choi fucking Yeonjun.

You hurt him, and he wanted to hurt you back. 

Heeseung dropped his body on the mattress and crawled down next to where you were laying and caressed your face gently, “you definitely should have turned down that date with that loser Yeonjun.” Heeseung said in a whisper. Despite the soft voice he used he was boiling in anger at saying that fuckers name. Heeseung took great pleasure in slitting that motherfucker's throat. He never liked getting messy, letting Sunghoon take most of the credit when it came to the murders, but when he heard you were going on a date with Choi fucking Yeonjun he wanted that kill. He craved it. You signed that poor bastard's death warrant when you said yes. Dumb baby. 

God, the way his eyes looked when his blade went into his neck sent him on the most euphoric high he had ever been on. He didn’t mean to cut his neck so deep, but fuck, how dare that motherfucker even think he had the slightest chance to have you. Even watching him bleed out and choke on his blood wasn’t enough, he had to suffer. Driving his blade into his chest over and over until Sunghoon had to physically pull him off of that stupid fucker. 

“You killed him..you killed Yeonjun..” you cried. You were the reason he was dead, it was your fault. “Oh god..Junnie..” You wanted to die, you didn’t deserve to live. You wanted to trade places with Yeonjun, he didn’t deserve that..How could Heeseung do something so vile?

His nickname has Heeseung seeing red. You dumb baby, are you really crying in front of me over him?! He grabbed his knife. “Heeseung,” Sunghoon warned. He wasn’t listening. He pushed your body flat down on the mattress and straddled your waist in a matter of seconds. He held his blade against your neck, the same one he used on him, he was shaking with anger. You had never seen this side of him, the snarl on his face, his eyes wild and black, his honey skin turning red, he was terrifying.  

“What the fuck did you call him?” He pressed the knife harder against your skin, you cried out feeling the blade break skin. He watched his knife tear a thin layer into your skin, blood seeping out. Not enough to cause any major damage, just barely tearing through the first layer of skin. “Do I have to carve my name into your fucking skin so you know who you fucking belong to?!” He was screaming at you only inches from your face. 

“Enough, Heeseung! Get off of her.” Sunghoon grabbed him by the back of his neck, shoving him aside. Heeseung always got a little too emotional when it came to you. Sunghoon had to keep him level headed or else any person who even accidentally looked in your direction would end up dead. 

“Forgive him, pretty girl.” He kneeled next to you, “he’s just protective of you” Sunghood smiled wiping your falling tears. His fingers grazed the line Heeseung made on your throat, coating the tips of them with your blood. He brought them to his lips and licked them clean. He couldn’t resist, his body and soul desired to taste every part of you. The scene makes you want to gag in disgust. 

Heeseung rubbed his temples and sighed, he didn’t mean to scare you. He looked at you apologetically. “Sorry sweetheart..I just don’t like you saying his name. You belong to us…and the thought of any guy touching or looking at what’s mine..makes me insane.” He leaned down to your neck and placed soft kisses on the cut he made. “Seungie will kiss it all better.” He mumbled against your skin. 

You laid there emotionless. Had you missed the signs of their obsession? Did you ever say something that gave them the wrong idea? You barely talked to them, why? Why is this happening?

You were trapped here, Yeonjun was dead because of you and Jungwon is missing because of you. It was all your fault.

“You know, pretty girl, I heard from a little bird that you think I hate you,” Sunghoon mused, twirling pieces of your hair around his fingers. He pushed Heeseung’s face off of your neck and climbed on top of you, caging you with his arms on either side of your face. You looked so scared and helpless underneath him and it was only turning him on even more.

“I don’t hate you, pretty girl, in fact I love you. I love you so much it's scary. I crave you. I want every part of you. I want to fucking break every part of you so we’ll be the only ones you’ll ever need.” 

You just stared up at him as he spoke, you had never seen this side of him before. The stone features he always gave you were replaced by lustful eyes and a giddy smile on his face. “Do you know how hard it was to watch you all this time and not act on all of the things I dreamed about doing to you?”

Heeseung was lying next to you on his side, propping his head on his hand while watching Sunghoon stare down at you. Finally, you were here, they had you right where they wanted you. Everything they did was for you, their girl. “It’s true, we’ve talked about this for so long and now you’re finally here. It’s almost like a dream come true.” Heeseung hummed tracing your delicate facial features with his fingers. 

“Wh-what are you going to do to me..” your broken voice going straight to their cocks. 

“Now that..pretty girl..is a good fucking question.” Sunghoon smiled leaning down rubbing the tip of his nose against yours. Their “affectionate” touches felt anything but sweet. “What are we going to do with her Seung?” his voice condescending. 

Heeseung chuckled softly and placed wet open mouth kisses on your shoulder down your arms, “I don’t even know where to start..but I’m growing impatient here..” Heeseungs’s hips grinded against your bare thigh and you could feel his hardening cock in his sweats. Fuck, he needed to calm down or he was going to cum before they even got to the good part. 

“Me too..our pretty girl has kept us waiting long enough.” Sunghoon smirks and kisses the corner of your mouth. Licking the streaks of wet tears on your cheeks. Reality hits you like lightning and your fight or flight finally kicks in at the realization. They’re going to rape you..

There was no way in hell you could take on two grown men, especially in your state, but you couldn’t go down without somewhat of a fight. You couldn't control your limbs, you could only twitch the tips of your fingers but you could roll your head, maybe that would be enough. Maybe.

You jerk your head as hard as you can toward Sunghoon’s face since he was closest to your head, it wasn’t a lot of force. But your forehead made direct contact with his nose, not enough to break but enough that had a few drops of blood trickle out and land on your cheek, he let out a slight groan from his throat. 

Heeseung scoffed a laugh and shook his head. If you thought he was bad when he was mad..you weren’t ready for Sunghoon, “dumb baby, that was stupid of you.”

Sunghoon wiped the blood from his nose on the back of his hand before making eye contact with you again, his gaze was unreadable which made it more scary. His hand shoots out at you and harshly grabs your neck and squeezes, cutting off your air supply abruptly. He brought your your face closer to his, “I was going to be nice and take it slow with you pretty girl, but you fucked that up..” His voice is low and slow as his demeanor shifted.

You couldn’t breathe and your face was turning red from the lack of oxygen, your choking sounds and wet cheeks only turning Sunghoon on more. Wet gurgling sounds, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. You couldn’t even lift your arms to try and pry him off of you. Fuck, he needed to get his cock into you fast. He let your neck go but before you could catch your breath he slapped you, with so much force it jerked your head to the side.

“Hoon, we agreed not her face!” Heeseung scoffed, grabbing your face softly placing soft kisses against the cheek Hoon backhanded you on. Heeseung was all for forceful punishment to keep you in your place, but never on your face. He told Sunghoon that, never your face, any other part of your body was fair game.  

“I didn’t agree to shit Heeseung, if she’s going to act like a fucking brat I’m going to treat her like one.” Sunghoon moved his body up, carefully placing his knees on both sides of your arms hovering over your chest, careful to not drop any of his weight on you. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them low enough to release his aching cock from its restraint. 

You turned your head to the side in a panic and squeezed your eyes shut refusing to look at him. “Please..please Hee-Heeseung..don’t let him..don’t let him do this..please..” you sobbed. It was clear Sunghoon was the one in charge and Heeseung would be your only chance at a saving grace. If you could, you wanted to reach any remorseful part of him to help you. 

He smiled softly and stroked your stinging cheek turning your head to face him. You opened your eyes hoping to see him take your cries and begs into consideration. “Dumb baby, you were a bad girl. We don’t want to punish you but you’re going to have to learn the rules. And rule one is to be a good girl for us. You were naughty for hitting Hoonie, after everything he’s done to keep you safe. You're going to have to make it up to him.” Kissing your sore cheek he looks up at Sunghoon with his big doe eyes and nods.

Sunghoon grabs a fistful of your hair and jerks your head straight forcing you to look up at him, “I’m going to train you to be a good obedient girl…you bite me, and I’ll slit Jungwon’s throat in front of you.” Bottom lip trembling you nod. They knew you would do anything for Jungwon’s safety, and they were going to use that to their advantage. Letting go of your hair his hand runs down your face softly taking in every beauty mark, eyelash, and the smear of his blood on your cheek. So fucking pretty.

He taps your bottom lip with his thumb, “open.”

Closing your eyes, you refuse to even look at him while he does this, you obey. He leans forward positioning himself over your open mouth, tapping the head of his cock against your tongue. Steadying himself with his right hand he uses his left to guide himself into your mouth. A long strained groan rumbles in his throat, your mouth felt better than he imagined. He couldn’t hold back anymore. He drags the underside of his cock on your tongue slowly before quickly forcing his full length in your mouth. 

He’s careful to not slam his full weight onto your face with each drag of his cock. The amount of spit and precum forced down your throat made you gag around him struggling to breath, but your noises made him fuck your face faster, salty fat tears pooling into your ears. 

He continued to pull out and thrust his aching cock back in, making sharp painful jabs down your throat. The way your mouth gagged and struggled around him only had his orgasm approaching quicker. His pace grew more unsteady and quick as he felt his high approaching. You tried your best to relax your throat around him, but it was too uncomfortable and the way his stomach hit the tip of your nose with each hard thrust only added to your misery. “O-oh fuck,” he grunted and forced himself even deeper into your throat, your nose completely smushed against his stomach blocking all your airways. 

His cum spilled from his cock and down your throat as you struggled not to choke. You swallowed as much as you could in a panic trying to find a way to breathe. Some of it seeped out of the sides of your mouth and down your chin. His body shuddered at the tight contraction of your throat around him, he stilled himself for a few seconds to catch his breath.

He pulled himself out of your mouth slowly, watching the strings of spit and his seed connect his softening cock to you. What a sight for sore eyes, he can’t imagine an even more perfect vision of you as he watched you cough and choke trying to catch your breath. He climbs off of you and lays beside you to really take a minute to admire how perfect you look right now. Your face is red, spit and cum dribbling from your chin, tears still falling. He wanted to burn this image of you in his head forever. He tapped your mouth with his index finger, “open.” 

You open your mouth. Sunghoon smiles, you’re listening. Maybe breaking you in was going to be easier than he thought. Leaning in he licks his cum and your spit from your chin before sticking his tongue in your mouth, making sure every part of your mouth tastes entirely of him. 

“You did good, pretty girl,” He mumbles, “made me feel so fucking good..”pulling away and pecking your lips softly. He smiles and looks at Heeseng on the opposite side of you. “You can reward her.” 

Heeseung smiles brightly and practically jumps on top of you. Immediately latching his mouth to yours, Sunghoon notices you’re not kissing him back and clicks his teeth. “Pretty girl, don’t be rude, Seungie is trying to reward you. Do you want to be punished again? Or should I go grab Jung-”

You don’t let him finish, squeezing your eyes shut you kiss Heeseung back, you need to. You needed to for Jungwon. You can feel Heeseung smile against your puckered lips. Lightly nipping your bottom lip before he slips his tongue inside and gently massages yours. Unlike Sunghoon, Heeseung was softer and took his time exploring your mouth. Not even caring Sunghoon’s cum was just in there he happily slurped everything his tongue swiped. 

You kissed him back like your life depended on it..because it did..Jungwon was your life.. 

He pulls away with a small hum, a string of spit still connecting your mouths together. “I wonder if every part of you tastes as sweet as your mouth..” He kisses your jaw, your neck, your collarbones. His eyes locked onto yours as he moved lower, his face hovering over your left breast. He lightly traces your nipple with the tip of his tongue and smirks at the way your body shivers underneath him and how your back slightly arches off the mattress, Sunghoon catches it too. 

Heeseung smiles at you sweetly before moving even lower. “I’m going to make you feel so good..” He slots himself between your legs and places your legs over his shoulders. He kisses the inside of your thigh, “I love you..so much..” The “loving” act only adds insult to injury in the situation. If he really loved you, he wouldn’t force you to do this. 

Hesseung dragged his tongue along your folds and you squirmed. His eyes fluttered shut and he hummed against your core. The amount of times he's snuck into your dorm and stolen your dirty panties to shove in his mouth while he jerked off couldn’t have prepared him for the real thing. Only a few seconds in and he was already pussy drunk on your taste and smell.

You bit down on your bottom lip hard as he worked slowly through your folds; teasing you as he flicked his tongue across your clit. Your fingers dug into the mattress, your knuckles turning white. You refuse to make a sound..you won’t give them the satisfaction. Heeseung watches you as he takes your clit  into his mouth and sucks hard. The first moan accidentally slips past your lips at the sensation. You couldn’t withhold the pathetic noise you made and you felt shame. Your breath hitched and your eyelids started to flutter as his tongue skillfully worked its way through your folds licking and sucking every crevice before dipping into your hole. He grounds loudly, as he starts to tongue fuck your hole feeling you clench around him. His hips started grinding against the mattress aching for some relief on his cock. 

Sunghoon studies your face, he knows you're holding back. “It feels good doesn't it pretty girl..let him hear more of those pretty sounds.” You glare at him, but you know your body is betraying you. Your face is flushed, legs shaking around his head, stomach caving in every time he hits that special spot. “Let Seungie…” He grabs a handful of Heeseung’s hair and presses him harder against your cunt, “hear you.”

You screw your eyes shut and moan at the newly applied pressure of Heeseung’s nose on your clit. Heeseung’s hooded eyes watch you as you arch and moan out. He pulls away slightly and spits on your pussy, adding more moisture before running the pads of his fingers through your folds making you shudder harder and throw your head back. He collects his spit and your arousal around his pointer and middle finger before shoving both of them inside of you.

“Ah!”

“Stretch her nice and good Seungie..”Sunghoon smiled, leaning down and capturing your lips in another dirty kiss of tongue and teeth. The room filled with the disgusting squelching sounds of your pussy around Heeseungs fingers. Heeseung’s tongue went back to sucking your clit as continued to finger fuck you at a fast relentless pace. He could feel how close you were by the way you were gripping him. You tried to hold it, you tried to move your hips away, he just held your waist down with his free hand and sucked harder. Against your will, it happened, your stomach concaved and you cried out in Sunghoon’s mouth feeling your forced release gush out of you. Sunghoon pulled away from your mouth so he could watch your face when you cum.

So pretty.

The way you sounded was enough to make Heeseung cum in his pants. “Fuck, I need to be inside of you right now..” Loud sobs rack your body, this was it..”do-don’t do this..” Heeseung stripped quickly, not bothering to wipe your arousal off of his face. “Hee-Heeseung, please..please don’t..”

Sunghoon sighed and kissed your forehead, “pretty girl, Seungie let you cum, don’t be rude. Be a good girl and let him cum too..I don’t want to have to kill Jungwon because of you. This is supposed to be a special night.” 

Jungwon. You had to for Jungwon.

“Not-not inside. Don't cum.. Not inside..please..”

He looked at Heeseung, and they shared an unspoken conversation through their eyes. “Okay, pretty girl. Seungie won’t cum inside of you..tonight.”

Heeseung ran his hand up and down his length, lubricating himself with his precum. He placed his thick cock head at your entrance and you whimpered from sensitivity from your orgasm. He pushed into you sharply. You gasped, screwing your eyes shut as he forced himself all the way to his base, allowing no time for you to adjust his large size. 

“Oh my god…” He panted, closing his eyes. His self control is no longer present, he pulled out of you slowly and slammed back in setting a pace. He was thrusting into you just as violently as he had entered you, his pace was unrelenting as he worked into your tight gummy walls. You whined with each jolt of force from his thrusts. Your back arched in pain, fingernails clawing helplessly at the mattress. You could hear the change in his breathing signaling he was nearing his own release. At least he was fast, this would be over soon. 

Sunghoon rolled his eyes, of course Heeseung was going to cum already, he didn’t know how to pace himself. But more annoying, he was going to finish before you, treating you like some quick random hookup. He was going to have to talk to him about that later. To Sunghoon, your pleasure came before theirs, unless of course you were being punished. He took your nipple into his mouth, sucking on the bud and slipped his hand down to your cunt.

His skillful fingers found your clit and he rubbed the nub tenderly, applying the perfect amount of pressure. The pain from Heeseung’s cock quickly turned into pleasure. Your pained squeaks and whines tuning into soft moans and pants. Heeseung’s hands went to your waist as he held your hips in place rutting against you faster. Your eyes fluttered shut as you started to shake under him, unable to fend off the building orgasm, thanks to Sunghoon. Small grunts escaping his parted lips, the only sound he was capable of making. He was too lost in the feel of your pussy. 

“Cum on Seungie’s cock pretty girl..” Sunghoon smiled, releasing your nipple from his mouth. He rubbed your clit harder causing a loud moan to bubble from you. Your back arched off the mattress as you were suddenly overwhelmed with white hot pleasure, his fingers helping draw forth your second orgasm.

So fucking pretty.

You clenched hard around Heeseung as you came, he snapped his hips forward harshly and a deep whine escaped his lips. He hung his head back and pulled out of you quickly, he hissed wrapping his hand around his red sensitive cock and jerked himself off above you. His cum spurting out of the red tip, strings of his seed coating your stomach, and reaching your breasts. 

His chest rose fast and hard as he collapsed next to you, sweat gathered on his forehead, he smiled softly at you. “Thank you baby..so good..so good for me..” He mumbled kissing your lips in soft little pecks. Sunghoon grabbed one of their discarded Ghostface robes and wiped Heeseung’s cum off of you. “Excuse him, pretty girl, he apparently doesn’t know how to be a gentleman.”

“Fuck you,” Heeseung grumbled. “I couldn’t help it, she’s so tight and warm.” He hummed relishing in the way your sweet little pussy gripped his tongue, fingers, and cock. He wasn’t phased by how quickly he came, he has all the time in the world to learn your body and how to pace himself. All the time in the world. 

You felt disgusting at the way they have your body reacting to their touches. 

Sunghoon discarded the rest of his clothes away and took his position on his knees in between your aching legs. You blinked a few tears away, you already knew he was going to have his turn with you but it didn’t stop the fear. You had to do this. They had Jungwon and you were his only chance at making it out of this alive. 

You made the mistake of looking down at him and let out a shaky breath. He was ready for you; he was fully hard and throbbing, from the way your mouth struggled to accommodate him you knew this was going to hurt. He saw the worried look on your face and cupped your cheek, “it won’t hurt after a while. I’m going to train your little pussy how to take it pretty girl. Hoonie’s going to take care of you.” 

He kissed you tenderly, “I love you.”

He feels your legs twitch around him, and sees your arms twitch at your sides, only meaning the drug will be wearing off soon. He didn’t want you to realize that and start acting out again, he smiled at Heeseung, “Seungie will you hold our girl for me? She’s a little nervous and maybe you can comfort her.” 

Heeseung was more than happy to oblige. He moved to the side of the mattress and sat with his back against the wall. Sunghoon picked your body up and moved you over to Heeseungs awaiting arms. He sits you with your back and head pressed against Heeseung’s firm chest, Heeseung hooks his hands under your knees and spreads your legs open wide for Sunghoon. He bites his bottom lip at the sinful sight of you sprawled out like this waiting for him. Your wet and swollen pussy only looks more appetizing for him when you're being held like this.

“Keep her there Seung,” He smirked watching Heeseung hold you in place for him. He gripped the base of his cock as he moved closer to you. He rubbed the tip along your folds, coating it in your juices. Your body jerks at the sensitivity from your previous two orgasms.

“Be a good girl for Hoonie, he’ll give you a special treat.” Heeseung whispered, kissing the crown of your head. Unless the treat was Jungwon you didn’t care. You wanted this over fast, you prayed he’d be as fast as Heeseung. 

Sunghoon watches you intently as he slides into your tight cunt. A low rumble in his chest feeling you suck him in and tighten. “Fuck....” He bottoms out and it hurts how full you are. More tears spill from your eyes, your mouth dropped in a silent scream. He can see the outline of his cock in your stomach and it fuels his fire.

“Look at that, I'm all the way..” He presses down on the bulge of his cock under your belly button, “in here.” You involuntary moan at the pressure and you clench around him.

He chuckles as he starts to move. Every movement has him deeper inside you. Your walls unwillingly cling to him and you close your eyes not wanting to see him. You want so desperately to mentally check out and forget where you what's happening to you, but you can’t as he brings you back to reality with each burning thrust.

“God, pretty girl, you feel so good..” The sounds of your flesh clapping together, the disgusting sloppy squelching sounds of your pussy only fueling his animalistic desires. He wasn’t gentle with you, each thrust inside of you jerked your entire body and had you sliding up and down on Heeseung’s chest. You were still sore from Heeseung’s assault on you and the pain of Sunghoon’s thick cock ramming into you had your entire pelvic region burning. Whimpering louder each time as he rocked into you.

“Look at me,” He growled. 

You hesitantly open your eyes and look at his sweaty face, he watches you with hooded dark eyes, he has an odd look in his eye. The same one Heeseung sees when Sunghoon has his blade buried in someone. He was gone. 

“Say my name.” 

“W-Wha-”

He slaps you, the action splitting your lip open. You cry out and try to move but Heeseung’s grip on your legs is firm, keeping you open for Sunghoon’s assault. He thrusts into you harder, gripping your hips hard, digging his fingers into your flesh, bruising the skin. “Say my fucking name. NOW!”

“S-Sun-Sungho-hoon..” Blood is dribbling from your wounded lip down your chin.

“Again!”

“Sunghoon!”

“Keep saying it..or else..” He grunts.

Lowering his face to yours he licks the blood from your chin. Watching you shake and write underneath him had his orgasm nearing. He guides your hips up and down on his shaft, impaling you deeper on him with each painful thrust on his thick cock. Groaning at the sight of your creamy essence coating him, he wasn’t going to last long. He gave a particular hard thrust that had you squealing and kicking your legs, a cheshire grin taking over his face.

He found it. 

He keeps hitting that spot with all of his strength and watches the way your eyes cross and roll back helplessly. You’re screaming his name over and over, it was happening again. The band in your belly is ready to snap. “Cum for me..cum for me and I’ll breed you..” He breathes reaching between your bodies and rubbing circles on your clit with the pad of this thumb.

“NO!” you screamed, “you-you said-” 

He laughs breathlessly, throwing his head back. Heeseung gave you the appropriate nickname, you really were just a dumb baby. He rubs your clit harder, “pretty girl, I said Seungie wouldn’t cum in you..I never said I wouldn’t cum inside of you..cum for me..come on baby..let go for us..” 

The tip of his cock hits your spot and you squeak loudly, unable to stop it, throwing your head back on Heeseung’s chest letting your orgasm hit you hard. Your body convulses as you clench around Sunghoon coating the entirety of his cock in your release. He chokes out a moan, thrusting only a few more times before he stills, painting your insides with his thick white cum. Sealing your fate to him, to them. You’re theirs and you weren’t going anywhere. 

Heeseung held your shaking body as you tried to catch your breath. He was whispering sweet praises in your ears and kissing your wet cheeks, “such a good girl for us. So perfect..tell Hoonie thank you for your treat..”

“Th-thank you..Ho-Hoonie..”

Sunghoon smiled widely at the nickname rolling off your tongue, he gently pulled out of your sore cunt and smirked looking at the creamy mess leaking out of your gaping hole, “you’re very welcome pretty girl.” He kissed you tenderly, lightly licking at the remaining blood left on your busted lip.

A few minutes had passed and the post orgasm brain fog was finally clearing and you gasped remembering Jungwon. Lifting your head off of Heeseung’s chest and searching around the dark room panicked. Sunghoon was still kneeling in front of you and Heeseung, he was watching your panicked gaze with an amused smirk. He wasn’t stupid he knew what you remembered.

“Where is he? Wh-where is Jungown? Can I see him..please..” You asked slowly, afraid of the answer. 

A small breathless laugh left Heeseungs lips, Sunghoon moved from his place in front of you and sat next to you and Heeseung. He grabbed your chin forcing you to look to the side of the room at the dark corner. 

“Ah..pretty girl, why don’t you see for yourself.”

The big “finale” was finally being unveiled. He wasn’t lying earlier when he told you he wanted to break so all you would ever need is them. 

What? What was he talking about? Jungwon was here? Squinting your eyes to adjust to the darkness you saw him. Sunghoon smiled widely watching your eyes slowly widen with realization, your mouth dropped open and you screamed. The room was spinning, all the air knocked out of your lungs as you felt the bile rise in your throat as you cried and wailed against Heeseung, but he kept his grip tight on you. 

You wish they would have just killed you, death would have been better than this. 

Jungown sat in a wooden chair smiling in your direction softly, holding a camcorder. His eyes trained on the tiny camcorder screen before finally looking at you. 

“What’s wrong bunny, aren't you happy to see me?”

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Pairing: gojo x fem!reader x geto

2 in 1

Trying to mess with your co-workers' heads, but they ended up messing with your body instead.

Warnings: NSFW, threesome, handjobs, blowjobs, fingering, pussy spanking (like 1 time lol), squirting, nipple play, mirror sex, cunnilingus, double penetration, unprotected sex, anal, clit play, dirty talking

"Open up."

Satoru's voice echoed in the room as he locked one of your legs under his. The cool air inside the room blew over your womanhood, making your nub hard, protruding out of your wet slit.

"Such a pretty pussy," Suguru whispered in your ear while he trapped your other leg with his. You have no chance of closing your thighs when it's the two of them spreading them apart.

You stared in the mirror in front of you, watching how lewd you looked between these two big men. Their hands traveled and snaked all over your body. You don't know how your simple days of playful teasing turned into a night like this. You were just trying to make an impression ever since these two were transferred to your department in hopes that you'd get to have one of them on you.

Who would have thought that you'd end up having both?

About an hour ago, Satoru just invited you for a couple of drinks as you were about to leave your faculty room. Now, you're already in his apartment, sitting half-naked on his bed as one of Suguru's hands massages your inner thighs and pussy folds, dangerously close to your sensitive and throbbing clit but never directly touching it. At the same time, Satoru's fingers played with your nipples.

"Please," You pleaded to them as your essence dripped to the floor. Their deep chuckles sent vibrations to your cunt that made you squirm and rock your hips against the bed, desperate and begging for friction.

"Look at yourself," Satoru grabbed your jaw, squeezing your cheeks gently as he forced you to watch your reflection. You tried to cover your breasts, but his hands were quick to swat them away, clicking his tongue. Suguru stopped his ministrations on your thighs and turned his attention to your tits, fondling and bumping them against each other in the warm palms of his hands.

"That's fucking hot," Satoru spoke through clenched teeth, enjoying how they bounced before taking one in his hands and latching on the nipple. He repeatedly sucked it hard before letting it go with a pop. The moans that you let out were quickly accompanied by his satisfied hums as he nibbled on it. He inhaled your scent as he nuzzled your chest, flicking the bud sharply with his tongue.

"Don't tell me your gonna cum from getting your tits sucked?" Suguru teased, pinching the other nipple when your eyes started to roll back. They're too much. They're too much for you. You were only starting, yet you could already feel yourself melting under their touch.

"Can't neglect this little one, though, can we?" Suguru's fingers snaked down to your pussy, spreading the slit with his index and middle finger, looking in the mirror to watch the hole flutter and clench. "Bet you've been waiting for this. You've been walking and bending around in these short, tight skirts."

"And always wearing the prettiest panties," Satoru added as he licked your nipples, making you whimper at how sensitive and tender they were from all the sucking. Your hand flew to caress his white locks, clenching your fingers and tugging on them.

Lost in the feeling of Satoru's mouth on your skin, you were caught by surprise when Suguru's palm landed a light slap on your pulsing clit. You squealed at the contact; pain and pleasure made your eyes water.

"Eyes on me." He growled, turning your face to him to kiss your lips hard. Your tongue danced with his before he sucked it into his mouth. "Fucking sexy." He whispered when he pulled away, eyeing your glistening pussy as he played with your pearl before slowly pushing his middle finger inside. He stared intensely into your eyes, loving the way your mouth fell open as his finger disappeared into your wetness.

You heard Satoru's belt being removed and dropped on the floor as you watched Suguru's fingers go in and out of your wet hole, mewling when he added another one, curling it to hit your spot.

"There's two of us, you know?" Satoru grabbed your hand to wrap it around his length, standing tall and proud as precum oozed from its tip. You spread it on his length to use it as lube before stroking it up and down. Every movement of your wrist equates to Satoru's moans and sighs. You palmed Suguru through his pants, making him smirk at Satoru as he undid his belt and zipper. You looked into the mirror, and seeing the position you were in only worked you up even more.

"She's creaming, Satoru, look." Suguru chuckled as he slowly pulled out his fingers to show his best friend your thick essence coating his fingers.

"Fuck. Give me that," Satoru beckons, opening his mouth as he continues to thrust into your hand. You watched as his mouth opened, waiting for Suguru to give him a taste of you. It was all so nasty yet so hot that you couldn't help but moan when you watched him lick every drop of it.

He took Suguru's fingers in his mouth, humming as he sucked on it like he's been begging for water in the middle of a desert, and you're the oasis, your juices quenching his thirst. You held Suguru's hard member in your hand, licking its head and making him grunt as he pulled his fingers away from Satoru.

"Want more. You're going to give me more, right?" Satoru spoke to you before pulling away to reposition you on the bed.

He laid you on your back, putting a pillow under your head as you continued to suck his best friend's dick. "Keep this wide-open f'me, yeah?" He pushed your legs onto the mattress on either side of you before getting into position, resting his weight on his elbows. His blue eyes stared at your hole as it clenched around nothing. The juices that he oh so badly wants dripping from it to your ass.

"Shit," you heard him mutter under his breath before giving your jewel a few pecks. The kisses then turned into lapping, then sucking and slurping, and it wasn't long until he was fully making out with your pussy. His grunts and growls sent tremors against your core, making it overflow even more.

You're a moaning mess as Suguru's fingers clench around your hair, poking the inside of your cheek with his fat tip. You turned your head towards him before taking it all into your mouth, deep throating him until you coughed and tears fell from your eyes. You looked up at him, tapping his dick on your tongue, before taking him whole again.

"Ah, fuck. Just like that. Your throat feels so good." He hissed as he pushed your head closer to him, letting your nose touch his pelvis before letting you go, panting. You felt Satoru's fingers make their way past your entrance, making you slightly arch your back. His mouth still latched on to your nub as he scissors you open with his long digits. You sucked and licked the length of Suguru's cock, eyes looking down on the other man as he flicked his tongue around your bead. His eyes looked deep into yours, lust and hunger both evident in them.

You stroked Suguru's member as you sobbed from the intense feeling. You were so lost in their every movement, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "You wanna cum?" He said while showing you his charming smile. You nodded your head eagerly while sucking his tip, batting your lashes to impress.

"Rub her, Suguru." Satoru pulled away, spreading your lips with his fingers as his best friend reached over to rub your button. He drew circles on it, tender with the right amount of pressure, making you sigh. And soon, those sighs turned to mewls.

In sync with each other, their speeds gradually picked up. You have now long forgotten about your job to pleasure Suguru as both of your hands gripped the sheets. Suguru was too focused on pleasuring you that he didn't even notice you stop. Satoru was hitting your spot perfectly, and you were sure that your dam would burst any moment.

"Thought you wanna come?" Satoru watched you as you arched your back which made it easier for him to reach the place where you wanted his fingers to be. "Go on. Cum." He encouraged you, gripping the back of your knee to stop you from closing your legs. You know you're going to make a mess.

"What are you so afraid of?" Suguru taunted, his digits moving faster and pressing harder on your bundle of nerves, making you see stars.

"No, stop. Gonna...S'gonna be messy." You tried to reach for their hands, but the ripples of orgasm were faster than you, hitting you in waves as you trembled and cried out in pleasure under them. The movements of their hands were unceasing as they locked your legs open, determined to break you.

"That's right. Let it all go, babe." Suguru cooed when you screamed out, squirting hard, wetting them and the bed. They watched your reaction with a gleam in their eyes, amazed by how your body responded to their actions. How you spray fluids of delight, and how your hole continuously clench even as Satoru pulled out his digits.

"Wow." He spread your hole with his thumbs, watching it yet again as it spasms and gushes out liquids. He gave your clit one last kiss before standing up and stroking his now very hard member. They both stepped out of their pants, watching you move and wobble to completely undress.

"Get on all fours, babe," Suguru commanded as he eyed Satoru who was rummaging through the drawers. The dim lights of his apartment seemed to make every moment sultry and sensual as you positioned yourself on the bed. You felt Suguru lightly push on your upper back, making you stick your ass out as you pressed the side of your face against the mattress.

"Catch," Satoru threw a bottle to Suguru, which he quickly caught mid-air. "Let's see what's got Suguru panting earlier, hm?" He teased as he kneeled in front of you. You automatically lifted yourself up on your arms, holding his rod. You kissed his tip, making him smirk at you before your kitten licks caused his mouth to slightly open and his eyebrows bump together. He's leaking, and you could tell how sensitive his head already was.

"Slowly," He instructed as you took him in your mouth, sliding it past your lips, inch by inch. You felt a cold liquid on your behind, making you moan. Satoru curses under his breath as he feels your throat and lips vibrate around him.

"You're so good at this," he chuckled as you bobbed your head slowly, running your tongue under his length and looking up at him with innocent eyes. You hollowed your cheeks, hearing him grunt as he grabbed a handful of your hair.

"Imma go slowly here too," You felt Suguru's tips against your ass, slowly stretching the hole. "Oh, fuck." You panted as your hand pumped Satoru's shaft. You didn't know that stinging pain could feel this good. He slowly moves in and out of you, helping you relax and loosen around him. Your sticky fluids are soon dripping out of your cunt, and your nerves feel as if they're on fire.

"You're enjoying too much," Satoru playfully narrowed his eyes at Suguru, making him chuckle as he slowly pulled out of you.

"C'mere," Suguru plopped down on the bed, leaning against the headboard, his member glistening with lube. "Go on," Satoru urged, pulling out his dick to tap it a couple of times on your cheek. You obediently followed, slightly staggering from the intrusion earlier.

"Will they fit?" You asked as you calculated their sizes and how you're gonna accommodate both inside you. They're both thick and long, and sure, you have taken someone with the same size, but to have two of it inside you at the same time? It worries yet excites the shit out of you.

"Are you scared?" Satoru razzed, crawling towards you to push you gently on his best friend's chest. "I know you can take us," Suguru whispered as he rubbed your arms up and down, making goosebumps appear on your skin as he kissed your nape and shoulder blades.

You watched his erection twitch against your heat before he put a hand under your thigh, making you lift yourself up. He rubbed more lube on your puckered hole before positioning himself and slowly burying himself deep in it again.

"Suguru," Your knees weakened at the way he's filling you up, making you wrap an arm around his shoulder for support. "Look how well I fit in you," He pointed, staring into your eyes through the mirror. The sight of his stiff rod filling up your behind made your cunny twitch.

"You look so pretty getting your ass stuffed," Satoru cooed as he blocked your sight, forcing your legs farther apart. He rubbed his tip against your slit, enjoying how your body jerked every time it nudged your swollen bud.

"Slowly, please, Satoru." You begged when you felt him put the head inside. "Relax yourself," You heard Suguru murmur, kissing your ears as he held your legs in place. You can tell that he's getting impatient to ram his dick inside you by the way he's slightly thrusting upward every now and then.

Satoru grabbed your face, pressing his forehead against yours as he buried himself inside your tight cunt in an agonizingly slow manner that makes your lips quiver as you sob, staring into his cerulean eyes.

"Slowly, slowly, slowly..." He whispered mockingly against your lips without kissing you. He sunk into you unhurriedly until you could only see an inch of his length. He stopped, pecking your lips before he slammed it into you, evoking a squeal from you. You felt so full having both of them inside you.

You gasped as your head fell back on Suguru's shoulder, who's now chuckling at the way your thighs shudder. The stretch gave you a burning ache, yet the gratification it brought along with it is so blindingly good.

"That's it; you're taking us so well." Suguru's fingers reached for your pearl, rubbing it soothingly as they gave you time to adjust. "Fuck, yes. Keep clenching like that." Satoru grunted as he busied himself with your tits, rubbing and tweaking your hardened peaks.

After a minute or two, they both started moving inside you, pumping in and out in perfect synchronization that made you wonder if they had all the steps planned. You gripped their shoulders and arms as they ravage your holes, rutting like their salvation is inside you.

Their growls and shattered breaths made you roll your hips against them, eliciting curses from their lips. Your walls gripped them as you felt the heat pooled in your lower abdomen. Your moans and pleas filled the room as you felt the familiar tension building inside you.

"Show us that trick again, yeah? Will you?" Satoru panted as you sobbed, nodding your head as you tried to form coherent words to answer him. Drool was trailing from your lips to your chin as you cried out when he caught your clit between his fingers, pinching it, which sent you to the edge and made you squirt all over them again.

"Ah, fuck. I'm so close" Suguru clenches his teeth as you squeeze around him. He's nearing his climax, and the way you're babbling out their names is driving him insane. Your toes are curling with every strong and unrelenting snap of their hips, causing more juices to leak out of you.

You writhed on top of them, walls fluttering around their cocks as their thrusts stuttered. You held on to Satoru's arms as he drove into you hard. He continued rocking shallowly into you as he emptied himself, groaning before slowly pulling out to watch his seed spill out of you. Suguru soon followed, hugging your waist and kissing the side of your neck as he felt you milk every last drop of his cum.

"She's fucking sweet." He panted as he kissed your cheek, lifting you off him and laying you on the bed. Your mind was blank, and your holes were still twitching from all the sensitivity and the pleasure you felt. You looked at their blurry figures as they sat on the bed, watching you shudder.

"Even prettier filled with cum." You heard Satoru chuckle before you closed your eyes, letting the exhaustion pull you into a deep and blissful slumber.

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── 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 : VI.

content: 2k words ! fem reader, pit fighter!vi, fwb dynamic. this is obviously sapphic. vi tops and she has a strap, rough sεx, cunnilingus, spit, slapping (not on the face), usage of petnames like 'princess' and 'baby', a lil angsty and tense, mentions of sεx work, p<3rn with plot!!

— . ｡˚ ♡ turns out, vi needed a rebound too.

vi is rougher and quieter than usual tonight.

shedding her clothes and pulling on the strap you've left on the bedside table for her, she climbs wordlessly onto your creaky mattress to get to you. you've been laying in bed for hours, all dolled up for her, and she doesn't really even look at you— it makes your heart sink a little.

you wrap your arms around her anyway, allowing her to touch you, and with a soft sigh, she gives the swell of your chest a kiss, 'hello'.

the pallid light coming through your window outlines her body in pale blue, and her smell invades your senses as she leans into your body, pressing her weight on you. 

gripping the soft underside of your thighs harshly, digging her nails into your tender skin, she pushes your knees to your chest. "you missed me, princess?"

"mmm, i did." you're looking at her with the most innocent gaze you can muster, eyes wet and lips pouty, and she leans in to give them a kiss just like you want her to. her mouth tastes sour enough of sweat and cheap alcohol to make you wince— but when she pulls back, you feel a twinge of disappointment that it doesn't last long enough.

fresh out of a fight, she's still full of adrenaline — and wastes no time on foreplay. hooking your legs over those broad shoulders of hers, she spits onto your cunt and gets right to it. 

her eyes roll halfway back into her head as she slips the strap into your cunt, like she can feel the way your pussy grips it. throwing her head back, she moans hoarsely, in sync with the sweet whine that comes out of your mouth as she rolls her hips into yours, sliding the strap all the way in. "that's a good girl, fuck."

yes. you are a good girl. her good girl.

vi has been coming to you every night or so, for a few months now — and at first it was just a good deal of sex for you both. but lately, you've found yourself less interested in the sex she offers you, and more interested in the woman herself.

your room is dark, like it always is when she comes over, and the harsh pleasure she gives you always turns your mind cloudy — but nothing can sway the watchful gaze you fix onto vi whenever you're in her arms. through half-closed eyes, you count the nicks and bruises that line the base of her throat and her shoulders and arms. the scratches and cuts, redder because she's flushed, drunk and exerting herself.

twelve new marks since last time. you wonder if she won tonight's fight or if she lost. the way she fucks you doesn't make a difference, so you can't tell — what you do know is that she comes to you seeking an escape from frustrations that stem from something unrelated to the fights entirely. 

and whatever it is, it frustrates her a lot.

she seems especially bothered tonight. you try to hold onto her, nails scratching at her muscled back as you struggle to maintain your grip. her pace is dizzying, and her grip on your body doesn't get lighter. she fucks you nearly like she wants you dead. "vi, vi—"

"you're doin' good, baby." she hisses, eyes shut. "g'nna make you cum in a bit, kay? just let me see you take my strap first. pretty thing."

and you take it — like a good girl. how could you not? when she acts like she's ravenous about you? when, with how she puts those dead eyes and calloused hands and busted lips on you, she makes you feel something no one else ever has?

she looks so good, too — so hot, with the dark hair, the ashy streaks running down her face, the lipstick smudged down her bottom lip that's just slightly fuller than her top lip — and the muscles, god.

her tits aren't nearly big enough to hang in your face while she's on top, but they bounce a little with each snap of her hips, and the sight mesmerizes you. she laughs softly when your pussy squelches for her — and it makes your heart flutter. fuck. you might just be in love with this ghost of a woman. "vi, please."

"you like that?" she hums, landing a kiss on the side of your knee that leaves a bit of lipstick stained on your skin. "y'like it when i fuck you to bits?"

"mhm," you choke out, keeping your eyes on her so you don't miss it when she looks at you. "wanna cum, make me cum, please."

the strap slides out of you as smoothly as it slid in — and heat rises to your cheeks when vi stares at how your cunt clenches around nothing. "can't say no to you when you ask so nicely." she reaches up to brush a stray strand of hair out of your face, giving you that half-smile that makes your heart twist just as much as your gut.

"look at you." she lowers her face to your chest, lips tracing kisses downward. one hand comes up to squeeze at your tits, soft and sharp at the same time, index finger and thumb teasing your nipple and making you keen. "pretty, pretty thing."

she nudges your legs apart, getting comfortable between them. her other hand toys with your cunt, middle and ring finger slowly coaxing their way into your hole like she's learning to be gentle now. your body tenses with anticipation, feeling the way her lips get closer and closer to where you want them to go. "ngh. just—please."

the first flick of her tongue on your clit makes you gasp, body rocking in reaction— and vi slaps your thigh. "shhh," is all she says, but it makes you behave. she spreads your pussy open with her fingers like it's a flower, and takes you whole.

the wet sounds of a mouth on a cunt fill your shoddy little room, and you moan and shudder in vi's arms, caged in her hold as she draws the orgasm out of you.

and she does it so quickly, having learned what touches of her tongue your clit likes best, how you like having her fingers, when to add the extra tug to your nipples. she makes you go insane so easily.

like she took the time to figure out how to do it. like she cared enough to do that. like she might just l—

the white-hot rush of pleasure hits you, and all your thoughts dissipate. you grab vi's hair, digging your fingers into the dyed locks, keeping her face where you want it. "mmm, fuck, just like that—vi, just like that, please—"

she slaps your thigh again, but you relent only slightly. she licks up your slick, adjusting her position so she can fuck you better with her fingers, and you tremble under her as she curls her digits into your sweetest spots, wave after wave of bliss washing over you with each touch. the bed creaks like the weak boards under your mattress might snap, but you don't even hear it. "god."

once you're not shaking so much anymore, the high peaking and falling past, she comes up and kisses you — and you know your face and body are full of inky lipstick marks by now. it's almost romantic.

then, it's over.

vi pulls away, letting go of you and sitting up.

"ugh." you slump into the bed, hiding the pang of hurt that fills you. "you . . . don't want me to do you? or . . get you a drink?"

"not tonight. think i'm wasted enough." vi wipes her mouth off, stretching her neck to one side till there's a pop — and gets off the bed. you notice how her lips are entirely clean of the onyx that they were. "hey, you sure you don't want me to pay you?"

and there it is. the moment of intimacy dissolves like a grain of sugar into the vastness of the sea. it's home time.

"no, it's fine." you wave her off, turning away. you watch discreetly through your mirror as she looks around at the little box you live in.

"are you sure? . . i can cough something up." she asks again, and though you're slightly offended, you know what she means. your place is a single room that's barely a six by ten, small rickety bed and a desk with the mirror, a rack for the few clothes you own, and nothing else really. you share a bathroom and kitchen with two other girls across the street. and you have vi each night.

you need nothing else. "yeah, i'm good. and i don't do that anymore, anyway." you tell her.

"alright." vi pulls her clothes back on, and you're just a little sad to see her body covered away again. you did love getting your eyefuls of those slight curves and sleek muscles, and the tatts. "why'd you stop, though? working, i mean."

you think of how you used to feel, seeing clients and letting them fawn over you for the night. handing you a wad of cash and walking out at the end of it. back then, it was what you needed— but the moment you didn't need it anymore, you’d signed out.

you'd only agreed to hook up with vi because it seemed harmless enough. made your nights a little less lonelier, gave you some company. you hadn’t expected money or to catch feelings.

the answer to her question rises up your throat, but you find it a bit ironic — and you know vi is a good person. if she finds out that you're yearning for more than what's between you two at the moment, she may just see herself out of your life, so as to not hurt you. and you didn't want that. you wanted vi, even if it was only like this.

the real answer to her question rests at the base of your throat like an ache, throbbing a little along with the parts of your body vi had gripped a little too harshly. i didn't like to feel used.

but you shrug your shoulders and say, "well, i just didn't need it anymore."

vi doesn't answer, only turns to leave. "will you come tomorrow?" you ask, trying not to sound like you want her to come.

"probably." vi answers, out of the door already. "stay safe, princess." then she's gone, and you're alone again.

the dreary darkness of your room surrounds you once more, and you feel hot and sticky. ignoring the discomfort, you slump into your bed again, realizing how painfully little you know about vi. yes, she's jinx's older sister. yes, she's nothing like her. yes, she's beautiful — handsome; ghost-pale, dark red roots showing through the dyed black hair, sad eyes lit up with need.

you loved those nights when she would let you reciprocate and make her feel good. when she would ask for a drink or two. when she would ask to stay the night, and you'd let her sleep on your chest. she wrapped her arms around your body then, holding you both like she's protecting you and like she wants you to keep her safe. and you'd hold her, stroke her hair, and stay awake praying the morning comes late.

and then there are nights like tonight — where she's quieter and more distant. where she leaves too soon. like she's holding herself back. it infuriates you, almost. you want to ask her what she wants. you want to tell her what you want.

shifting your stare from the ceiling to your door that hangs ajar, you let out a heavy sigh. next time, maybe you'll ask her. maybe you'll tell her. maybe. if the surge of body-and-mind desperation to make the moment last long enough doesn't overthrow everything else, you will. but you know it'll be easier said than done.

vi melts you like shaved ice in the sun. she softens you, turns you sweet. you feel alive with those dead eyes, calloused hands and busted lips on you. being wanted by her gives you a sense of meaning. and you'll do anything if it means holding her a little longer. 

if that meant this, simply getting to be her good girl for a night and nothing more — then so be it.

a/n: part two, anyone? lmk if you want it, might turn this into a series :P💓

Lines of fate | jjk (masterlist)

➵ pairing: tattooist!jungkook x f. reader

➵ genre: apocalypse au, exes to lovers (?) dad!jungkook, survival, angst, eventual smut

➵ rating: 18+

➵ summary: the last thing Jungkook ever imagined was an outbreak that turned the dead into the living. But even more unexpected is seeing you—an ex he’s known nothing about in the past four years—with a small child who bears a striking resemblance to himself. As Jungkook grapples with the shock and the city spirals into chaos, the two of you are thrust back together, forced to confront unresolved feelings, long-buried truths, and the horrors of the deadly virus taking over.

➵ general warnings: cursing, graphic depictions of violence and death, gore (tried to not make it too extreme), zombies, virus, knife and gun use, explicit sexual content, mentions of alcohol consumption, substance abuse, mentions of depression and mental health struggles, heavy angst and minor character deaths...more individual warnings will be included per chapter!

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eat it - TEASER

🌙 starring. Jaehyun x afab!Reader 

🔮 preview. “I mean, what if we make a deal? For every ‘A’ you get on these three tests in November, I’ll eat you out till you’re begging me to stop. And in December, if you pass your physics final with a grade above eighty-six percent, I’ll fuck your brains out.”

tw/cw. Unprotected sex, pussy eating, foreplay, face grinding, dry humping, breast worship, fingering, squirting, dirty talk, using sex as inspiration to study, no nut november, blue balls, dirty talk, praise, multiple little sex scenes, big dick Jaehyun, slight phone sex, mentions of masturbation, teasing, etc… I pet names: (hers) baby.

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🍭 aus. Uni au, fuck buddies to lovers, no nut november, etc…

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You and Jaehyun have had an on-again off-again fuck buddy relationship for a little over a year now, and in that period, you’ve fucked only a handful times. With Jaehyun, things are strictly business. There’s not much foreplay, not much chit-chatting- it’s entirely about you both getting your rocks off as stress relief, then going your separate ways.

There’s a part of you that’s always thought extensive foreplay is less of a fuck buddy type of deal, and more of a budding relationship experience, which is why it’s generally been off-limits.

Having a man’s dick in you is one thing, having his mouth on your pussy while he’s neglected, looking up at you and doing his best to make you cum without any pleasure for himself- well, that’s something else entirely.

Neither you nor Jaehyun like to be selfish in this arrangement you have, it’s always a mutually beneficial interaction.

But… if you let him eat you out for doing well in physics… if he doesn’t get to cum or be touched at all… then that’s you being selfish, and the flip side is, he’s being selfless with you. 

Selfless has never been a word you connect to the idea of fuck buddies- and sure, some men love eating out women, some men get super turned on from that, but… you worry you’ll just be blue-ballsing the poor man. 

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aureate ichor

gn!reader, sagau/cult!au, imposter!au

characters mentioned : zhongli, ei (raiden shogun), venti

warnings : religious connotations, violence, beheading, death.

“i have seen the way you worship them,” you start off slow, voice hoarse from being deprived of water for days on end. you could feel the grime between your fingernails; the wounds, cuts and bruises that littered your body; the sweat that rolled down your back and the piercing gazes from citizens.

the archons had been kind enough to allow you to have final words as they force you onto your knees; wrists and ankles bound with thick rope that dig into your skin, head hung low.

though, as soon as the bell atop the tower rings, your beheading was to be issued.

you hoped you could get under their skin a final time. to send a shiver down their spine. perhaps, a flashing thought of mercy. though, you realise, that may be pushing it. taking a deep breath to relax your nerves, you continued.

“how you answer their every beck and call.”

you hear the fake god ask for more jewels - bigger and shinier than the ones they already have.

you think for a moment that such a demand would be almost impossible, but the servants that surround them answer with no hesitation.

“how you would kiss the ground they stand on.”

“of course, your excellency.”

“the prayers you send.”

“o divine one, please heal my mommy from her sickness…” a child asks to the stone statue, on their knees with hands clasped. you watch and wonder if they’re aware of the hunt for your head.

weeks later, you learn that the child’s mother passed away.

“the gifts they receive.”

alters for the creator were littered in offerings. ranging from golden sewn clothing from only the wealthiest of the land, to wooden toys and paper origami children on the streets worked all week on.

“the praise.”

you could hear hymns and prayers from the cathedral, praising the fake’s name and all that they have done for teyvat.

how they created salvation, nurtured it to perfection.

you scoffed.

“the love.”

their ‘god’ was adorned in silks and heavy jewellery, not that you would actually want them, but, the thought of this person taking advantage of the pure belief and adoration these people had was disgusting.

they were surrounded by so much love, handled with such tender and gentle hands. but those same hands had thrown rocks at you, threatened you with their weapons and words.

tired of your rambling, zhongli’s fury is felt within the ground, his voice booming over the civilians’ rioting, “silence! you are nothing but a filthy-” you cut him off, lifting your head as much as you could to meet his glowing amber eyes.

“-you archons are always claiming how you’re their most devout followers, the only true worshippers,” rolling your eyes, you aired quotation marks with restricted hands. with how everyone in teyvat has treated you, it was only right that you deserved to make such a mockery of them and their stupidity.

“you!-”

“-that only you know everything about your benevolent and oh-so-merciful god,” you look straight at the imposter, a little coy, adding just a pinch more salt. it was almost unbelievable to you how ignorant and selfish the characters, ones that you once loved, acted. how they accused you of doing such a thing out of your control.

you chuckle in despair as you catch the raiden shogun and venti cover their god behind them, as if protecting them from you. as if you were the danger threatening their life. you, you, yOU, YOU-

…

…sigh…

inhale.

exhale.

inhale.

it had been a long time since you have accepted your fate. almost half a year of hiding. running. surviving. it was too much, you thought. the pain, the fatigue, the hate. all of it was all too much for you to bare for any longer.

“humour me, o loyal and faithful acolytes!-”

ding ! dong ! ding ! dong !

sending a cocky and manic smile to the civilians, your eyes meet the child’s whose mother had died months prior. they gripped the hand of who you assume to be their father.

you spat out one last retort as the blade descends down to meet your neck.

the archons had full view of the hopelessness and craze swirling in your eyes, the emotions burning brighter than the setting sun. the breeze that caresses your exposed skin tenderly, grew stronger and unforgiving as your tattered clothing danced along with its tune. your voice bellows with their song.

“-what colour does your god bleed?”

s l i c e !

t h u m p !

𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘

Day 31. Gangbang

boyfriend!Toji Zenin x f!reader x Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Ryōmen Sukuna

s. your boyfriend takes you to your first party to introduces you to his closest friends

cw. gangbang, age gap, DP + DP one hole + TP, oral, spitting, slapping, spanking, hair pulling, choking, bukkake + cum eating/playing, nipple play, size kink, squirting, overstim, multiple orgasms, anal, fingerfucking, handjob, degradation | wc: + 2.5 k

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given-taken (l. hs, p. js, s. jy, p. sh)

pairing. boyfriend heeseung x female reader x jake x jay x sunghoon

genre. explicit smut, fluff, college au, pwp, established relationship, friends helping ‘friends’ warnings. profanity, camera use, pillow princess y/n, voyeurism, fingering, oral, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, praise, daddy kink, cuck vibes, kink discovery. minors DNI.

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when Lee Heeseung chose cinematography as an elective, he never could have foreseen the dramatic impact it would have on his sex life.

professor Choi struts back and forth before watchful eyes admiring the way he seems to float with each step. soothing his throat with a sip of water, he comes to a stop facing the rows of seats leading up in an incline. students gaze upon him, some half-asleep hunched over their desks praying for class to end quickly. others stressed, pencils gripped tight between two fingers ready to jot down details about their end of the semester project.

“relationships.” professor Choi leans back on the ledge of his desk. smirking at the amount of heads raising higher with confusion. 

“oftentimes, we correlate relationships to that with another person. relationships are more about a connection to something, whether it be an object, a pet, a memory. it is the state of being connected. involved in a way.”

gesturing toward the students seated near the front, he stands up asking for different examples.

“exactly. even now what we have with each other is a relationship. from teacher to student, you learn, I educate. we provide something for each other, don’t we?”

professor Choi scribbles a few examples of relationships on the erase board. underlining the topic for major emphasis. 

“you are probably wondering what the hell I am going on about by now.” he says, stepping up to the podium. “for your final project I want you to deep dive relationships. connections. I need you to reach inside, evoke human emotions, make me feel invigorated. I want to laugh, cry, lose sleep over how damn good your documentation is.”

clasping his hands together, he smiles, radiating enough enthusiasm to have everyone grow excited. “if you can move me enough to feel something I’ve never felt before, I’ll even curve half of your final grade based on the outcome of your film.”

rounds of gasps and chatter fill the room upon the news. professor Choi smacks the podium to gain back attention for more instruction. “you have the next two months, I trust you to find your groups. no more than 5 per team please. take this seriously, I expect the most from my top students.”

sure enough Jake wastes no time to gather up 4 seats around a desk. crammed together with 3 of his best friends without a doubt in mind that they will figure out how to impress professor Choi more than anyone else can. they weren't the ‘top students’ of the class for slacking.

Heeseung sets down a notebook filled with crisp clean writing. fast to jot down and memorize everything the professor says. “what do you guys have in mind? any ideas, should we start brainstorming?”

“relationships.” Jay reads the notes out loud to the table, mimicking the dramatic way professor Choi had commenced today’s lecture. loud and clear enough to be heard by his group of friends. “I guess it could be a less interesting topic to cover.”

“do relationships even exist anymore?” Sunghoon asks. ever the cynical one after many failed attempts at anything beyond fuck buddies and one night stands.

“of course they do.” Jake joins in, waving the end of his pencil toward the two. “unless you attend Euphoria high and your names are Nate Jacobs or Cassie Howard.”

leaning back to straighten out, he pretends to choke himself around his neck. ‘I love that I’m your secret.’ he coughs, gagging as if he can’t breathe. ‘and I can’t tell a soul.’

“ugh yeah, choke me daddy.” Jay jeers in a high pitched tone. jutting out his hip to smack hard enough for a sound of skin on skin to emit followed by chuckles and scoffs.

“that’s not a relationship.” Sunghoon says, rolling his eyes. “I mean it is, a toxic one. I would know. I didn’t vow to never date another ‘Cassie’ again because of the fond memories.”

“a lot of relationships we see on tv and media are toxic these days. look at Kim and Kanye, actually don’t, if I have to hear about their high school drama again I might scream.” Heeseung adds in thoughtfully. mouth tweaked to the side as he thinks it over. “that’s the problem, all we ever see anymore is toxic relationships. dating culture is dead.”

“that’s not true Heeseung!“ Jake pats his friend’s chest. “how can you say that when you have the perfect relationship? your girlfriends a damn angel.”

“that’s true bro, you have like..maybe the most healthy example of a relationship I’ve ever seen.” Sunghoon nods, head slanting to the side at the first sign of jealousy panging the back of his mind. “must be nice.”

Jay snaps his fingers, focusing everyone’s attention back on him. “that’s it! you guys are right!”

turning to a blank page, Jay begins to write as he continues to speak. “we’ll make a documentary about healthy relationships in 2022. a culture of souls who’ve lost hope to find their true love. we’re all too busy worrying about the future, if we can even buy a house. Heeseung’s done it though. he’s proof love can still prevail if two people really try to make it work.”

“we’re going to make a film about my relationship?” Heeseung asks, confused. “I don’t know about that. I have to talk to her about this first..”

“I think that actually sounds like a brilliant idea.” Jake encourages Jay’s thoughts. tapping his chin as he ponders it over. “it’s not like either of you have easy lives. you struggle to make rent, study day and night, even had an awkward first meeting..” he coughs, smiling timidly. “but you really do adore each other. it’s sickening in the softest, sweetest, most beautiful way honestly.”

Sunghoon nods, rolling his bottom lip between two fingers. “a budding healthy relationship in this day and age, it’s a rare sight. the divorce rates are high, hook-up culture is thriving. how do you do it Hee?”

Heeseung holds back a sigh, glancing at the pairs of eyes watching him expectantly.

his friends are right, he really could not ask for a better relationship. it was almost too perfect how well the two of you got along. even cuddling in a small twin size bed felt like aligning a missing puzzle piece; finally completing the set.

nothing can really be perfect though, can it? 

what is a perfect relationship anyway? 

is it coming home to the shoebox sized studio apartment you share with your partner; finding them at the stove waving and smiling cheerfully after a busy day of stressful classes? somehow still happy to announce that they’re boiling two packets of your favorite ramen?

is it huddling up together on the floor with your backs pressed to the couch sharing that said pot of boiling noodles as you rewatch Spirited Away together for the 1000th time? 

or is it taking a shower together before bed, using the excuse that your water bill was high last month and you could cut the cost by rinsing off at the same time?

perhaps it’s a combination of everything, from the way you laugh and make a mess of toothpaste dribbling down your chin before hopping in the shower for a quick rinse; recounting a silly joke your instructor bombed during political science this morning.

laughter and conversation melts into the fog filling up your tiny shared bathroom, and as you stand together held against Heeseung’s chest with warm water streaming down your back, you know that at the end of the day this feels perfect.

it’s not the standard idea of ideal, but you’ve never been happier.

“Choi assigned our final assignment for the semester finally.”

Heeseung’s voice cracks as he recounts his day, nervously swallowing, nestled up to your side in bed.

“that’s awesome? it’s still a good while before the school year ends.” 

he nods, fiddling with his fingers tediously.

“alright, spit it out. what’s going on?” you question, knowing your boyfriend well enough to understand when he’s hiding something from you.

“I’m working with the guys, obviously.” he starts to explain. “we have to complete a documentation on relationships.”

“sounds like an interesting topic to me?” you shrug.

Heeseung nods, gnawing on his lip. “they want to make it about our relationship.”

“our relationship??” you can’t control the snort that passes through your nose, arching one of your eyebrows as you turn to look at your boyfriend. “what about our relationship?”

“the guys say we have a perfect relationship..” Heeseung blushes, warding away his nervousness with a stifled laugh. “I mean..”

“of course we do,” you tease, burying your chin in his chest. “right, daddy?”

“ahhh..” the pink shade layering his cheeks spreads further, growing more rudy. “none of that in front of the camera alright?”

“oooh the camera.” you continue to taunt, poking and pinching at his flat abdomen. “what kind of movie are we making daddy??”

Heeseung’s eyes roll up comically at your flirtatious tone, taking a hold of your head to massage your scalp. “I’m serious, don’t talk about that with the guys around. that’s just between us.”

“you know, my friends' boyfriends love to brag about this type of stuff.”

“you know how I am.” Heeseung kisses your forehead, cuddling deeper into your body with his arms locked around your waist. 

of course you know how your boyfriend is.

it’s still a surprise he tolerated your antics from the beginning; while you have always been more of an explorer, Heeseung still had a lot to learn.

a lot, beyond vanilla sex that hardly ever satisfied your hunger and thirst for more. vanilla sex that unfortunately made you resort to creating fake scenarios in your head of your boyfriend snapping one day. a dream to get bent over and plowed through even as he held you close and repeated the list of things he loves about you.

you knew from the first time you made out in the backseat of his car and reached for his hand— setting it on your neck suggestively only for the softest touch to stroke along the column of your throat while peppering your lips with breathless whimpering kisses that he wasn’t anything like the guys you’d been with before.

you pushed it more, dropping into a deep heated mental space of trust after sleeping together; deep enough to let the nickname slip from your lips.

your boyfriend's reaction was stiff, mouth agape with widened eyes. evidently too shocked by your moment of weakness, enough to have you panicking and giggling. turning the playful name into a joke overtime, because how silly is it to call your significant other ‘daddy’. the excuse seemed to calm his initial surprise, nodding and smiling before returning to thrust inside of you slowly. even now he turns crimson red every time you say it.

Heeseung was special to you though, he always put you first. friends, schoolwork, any stresses that could ruin his day; he made sure to always prioritize the importance of your relationship. 

it was an easy choice to move in with him, the most impressive part of your connection is how easily you came to trust him. 

trust and adoration that made it harder and harder to express the one problem you can’t stop dwelling on; your sex life.

at times there were glimpses of hope, Heeseung has a naturally nurturing and caring demeanor afterall. 

the amount of love and attachment to him outweighed your need to get railed out of your mind.

at least you’ve managed to convince yourself of that, love prevails all, right?

“I think we should start off filming the two of you just like doing your usual daily stuff.” Sunghoon stands in your small kitchen, setting up lights on the counter space. “I mean, you guys sicken us enough on a average day; viewers love that type of stuff.”

“hey!” you whine, stomping your foot for dramatic effect. 

he shrugs sporting a smirk, proceeding to record the two of you; mouthing to ‘keep it casual’ as you work on preparing ingredients for dinner later.

on film you do depict a perfect couple, well suited for each other even just standing side by side. Jake mentions the two of you look great on camera, like the pairings you see in corny romance movies.

awkward moments when you meet eyes with the camera turn into hysterical laughter and joking around, it’s not too bad.

you sit and interview together explaining how long you’ve been in a relationship now. what prompted the two of you to move in together, pretty mundane questions about your lives together.

Heeseung was worried for no reason, at least you thought.

“we’ll do the one-on-one interview portion now.” Jay says, directing his attention to you. “if there is anything you aren’t comfortable with answering, just let us know?”

apprehensively you glance to your boyfriend, clutching his fingers in your grip. he nods, reassuring you with his other hand gliding up and down your spine in a comforting manner. “no pressure, okay?”

“I know..”

Heeseung gives you a kiss, sharing that he will be out on the rooftop deck until you’re done answering their questions for today.

“nothing to be nervous about, it’s just us.” Jake smiles, motioning for you to sit where they have set up a backdrop in your living room.

“it’s just to get a perspective of your relationship from one side.” Sunghoon informs. “I’m really hoping for one of those masterful moments where the protagonist has the same thought as their counterpart without knowing beforehand.”

he finishes, adding a wink while playing with the microphone stand perched over your head. 

“you good?” Jay sits nearby, just far enough from you to not enter the camera frame. he smiles softly, patting your bouncing knee.

“yeah yeah, it’s fine.” you gulp. “I am a little anxious.”

“of course, totally a normal reaction.” he advises you to take deep breaths before starting. giving you a few minutes, the guys all join your breathing exercise assisting you to calm down and quill your sparking nerves with affirmations that you have no reason to stress over this.

worry dissipates as you get into the groove of things, simple with stating your name, age, and how long you have been in a relationship. it’s easy-going really, just like having a conversation with friends gathering your memories to discuss over a long night.

“when did you know Heeseung was someone you’d want to commit to for this long?” Jay asks, letting you know to take your time answering. they have two months to complete their documentary anyway.

“probably after our second month of dating honestly.” you smile fondly, crowding deeper into yourself feeling shy suddenly. “when we were all playing basketball and my shoelace came untied..”

“oh god.” Sunghoon snorts, shaking his head knowing the exact story you are about to share.

“Hee was supposed to hit a 3 pointer, but saw I almost tripped on my loose shoelace and dropped the ball to tie my shoe for me.” you’re smiling bashfully now, clearly rehearing the coo’s your friends let out as your boyfriend dropped down to one knee without having to be asked.

Sunghoon mocks a gag pretending to shove his finger down his throat. “I was so mad at him. I lost $20 on that game.”

“yeah, you all started to boo him. I guess that’s when I knew.”

Jake laughs under his breath behind the camera remembering that part as well, how they threatened to bring tomatoes the next time in case Heeseung decides to pull something like that again.

“okay, next question— do you remember what it was about Heeseung that caught your attention the first time you met?” Jay asks, continuing to read through a compiled list of notes they have worked on since planning for their assignment. 

Jake shifts in his seat, adjusting the camera in his hold. the question arising discomfort for him, still able to vividly recall the first time you all met.

Sunghoon had been rushing for a frat for over two months at the time, finally in his last week of hazing he caught a break. other than having to supply alcohol along with his other rushies without an ID to do so, they were able to plan a great party.

a great party you had happened to attend after your friends pestered you the day before; reminding you that it’s been months since you’ve gotten dicked down.

the perfect opportunity to find a hook-up for the night stumbled right into you while trying to catch a pingpong; successfully spilling the cup of lukewarm beer in his hand as his chest collided with yours.

‘I got it! I got it!’

all that Jake Sim would get that night would be a dry cleaning bill for ruining the white bodycon dress your friends convinced you to wear. something about how frat boys wouldn’t be able to resist your curved out hips and ass in a stretchy material that could hardly cover your bottom.

“oh fuck.” Jake stutters, foregoing the red solo cup in hand to grab onto your shoulders before cracking your back on the table behind you.

his accent catches you off guard at first, and then his large eyes full of fright, the way the corners of his lips point up even while frowning. all of that subsiding as your chests crash together, unintentionally pulling your bodies as physically close as possible to prevent further damage.

“fuck, I’m so sorry!”

cute. you think, pulling a grimace when the scent of beer hits your nostrils. beer that’s soaked through the material of your dress, now clinging to your skin.

“my dress!” you exclaim, balancing yourself by pushing his weight away.

Jake gapes, opening and shutting his mouth horrified, and mildly turned on as he takes in your soaked figure.

“Jake!” another guy calls out from behind, charging over with a wad of paper towels in hand. “oh my god, you really messed her up.”

Jake hadn’t managed to knock you off your feet, physically, but looking up and locking eyes with his friend nearly had you tripping while standing in place.

while Jake had surprised you by practically beheading you on your way to the kitchen for a refreshment, the large eyes scanning over your face filled with worry had you ready to pitifully collapse to your knees.

“I’m so sorry about this..” he speaks up, breaking your lost haze. “it’s my fault.”

“no no, Heeseung it’s my fault.” Jake says, patting his friend's arm. “I wasn’t watching where I was going. I’m such an idiot, and I’m kind of drunk.”

“I threw the ball too hard.” Heeseung lets him know with a frown. 

as adorable as their apologetic banter was, you let out a sound of annoyance, flailing your arms. “my dress!”

“right!” the taller boy jumps up straight to attention, flailing similarly to you in response. “here!”

he gulps, lingering over the trickles of beer pouring down your thighs. patting down his chest, he reaches to unbutton his long sleeve plaid top. “sorry, sorry..”

shaking off the shirt, he hands it over to you without question. “don’t worry about returning it, I’ll be fine.”

“I need a bathroom..” you sigh, disgusted by the sticky bitter smell of IPA stuck to your legs and chest. 

the three of you glance around fast, spotting a long line wrapping up the stairs for the restroom.

“whatever” you mutter, removing the straps from your dress first before rolling the rest of the material off. grateful you opted for a cute matching bra and pantie set today in hopes of getting laid.

“oh, I—“ the two guys before you splutter, averting their gaze around while shifting to create a wall to hide your exposed skin. 

“didn’t think she was going to do that.” Jake whispers to his friend under his breath. pretending to look around while stealing glimpses at your breasts half pushed out of your bra.

“shirt!” you call out, reaching toward the taller boy. leveraging yourself with a hold on his shoulder as you hop free from your ruined dress. 

“this is probably a bad time,” he turns back to face you, waving the shirt before you while looking away. “I’m Heeseung, by the way.”

Heeseung.

he smiles, holding open his shirt for you to get into. it’s long thankfully, longer than the dress you had on in the first place. buttoning up starting from the bottom, you take him in; studying the nervous gulp passing through his throat. 

he’s cute, handsome, and makes your heartbeat grow to a rapid speed when he licks his lips.

“Heeseung..” you repeat slowly, enjoying the way his name naturally slips off your tongue.

“oh yeah, and I’m Jake.” his friend interrupts with a sharp smile. 

that’s the first time you met Heeseung, and Jake. 

“we all know how you guys met.” Sunghoon intervenes in your storytelling. “but..”

“yeah, like why Heeseung?” Jay finishes his thought. “Jake was the one who knocked you off your feet.”

you nod, reminiscing on the rest of the evening. Heeseung continued to apologize while attempting to find the laundry room, only to find a washer filled with ice and alcohol for party goers who wandered up the stairs.

“it’s okay,” you let him know, gripping his arm and coughing to hide your surprise when his bicep flexes. “that stains set in by now.”

Heeseung clearly felt bad, taking the full blame before setting down Jake to regather himself and sober up with a cup full of water. he sighs, shifting foot to foot.

“I can buy you a new dress? I feel really bad.” 

cute. he’s so cute.

“how bad do you feel?” you ask coyly, leaning against the wall with your arms crossed to push your chest up more. strategically leaving the buttons of his top open enough to have your bra on full display.

Heeseung swallows again, fidgeting and stifling an awkward laugh. 

“is there something I can do for you right now?”

that was the moment he grabbed your attention, from stripping the shirt off his own back to following you around for the last two hours groveling because he ruined your night; you knew he was a giver.

“you know when you meet someone and you think— how can this person be real?” you ask your friends, speaking to the camera. “I don’t believe in love at first sight honestly, but the first time I met Heeseung.. I considered changing my mind.”

“that night, we lost the two of you.” Jake nods, focusing the camera on your face. “I’m assuming you fucked before the first date?”

“should we be cussing for this?” Jay asks, earning a round of ‘ohhh right’.

Jake clears his throat, turning to face you bodily from behind the camera. “you hooked up? after the party?”

“actually..” Jake zooms into your lips, capturing the way you chew on one side anxiously, panning up to your irises that shake. “we didn’t.”

Sunghoon lets out a huff, surprised much like his two friends. “weren’t you only there with a goal to get di—uh….to meet a guy for the night?”

“I was.” you confirm, rubbing your sweaty palms against your thighs. “we ended up walking to a park a few blocks away and just….talking. the next day we had our first date, at a little coffee shop.”

“and then you hooked up?” Jay questions, scribbling a few notes down.

“no..” you swallow, each of your changing mannerisms caught on film as Jake shoots the way your fingers have started to twitch, the rise and fall of your chest, and splotches rising up your throat. “he walked me home, and gave me a kiss..”

“Heeseung’s a gentleman.” Sunghoon nods with a knowing smile. 

“he is.” you say. “in fact, he didn’t kiss me on the lips until our fifth date.”

“WHAT?” Jake topples forward, ruining the footage by doing so; sitting back up to apologize and collect himself.

“where did he kiss you?” Jay wonders.

you flush, tapping the tip of your nose, then each of your cheekbones, chin and forehead. “honestly, he’s the first guy that’s never tried to get in my pants after 5 minutes of conversation.”

Sunghoon ruins the moment with a sound of disgust. “man, you two are down bad. sick.”

“stop me if this is too.. invasive, but..” Jay taps his notes. “you’ve been dating over a year now, so when did you two have sex?

“six months.” you share, folding your hands to stop the fidgeting. “I asked him to.”

the three of them splutter, sharing shocked looks with gaped open mouths. 

“d-do-do you.. not like sex?” Sunghoon asks timidly, unsure how much you’re willing to share.

“I love sex.” you say confidently, meeting eyes with Jay, Jake, Sunghoon and then the camera lense. “can we stop recording?”

Jake turns off the camera without hesitation, nodding and mumbling a quick ‘of course!’.

“is everything okay?” Jay’s mouth quirks to the side with concern, setting down his notes to speak more casually.

“yeah, I just..” blinking up with watery eyes has the three of them folding in closer to comfort you, worried in an instance that they’ve made you uncomfortable. “it’s okay, it’s okay guys, seriously.”

“hey, you can tell us anything, alright?” Jay moves closer, slinging his arm around your shoulder, gently petting up to your neck.

“yeah, fuck the assignment right now. did we push it too far with the questions?” Jake gets down into a squat to peer up at you from below, just like a puppy sensing your turmoil and rubbing its cheek on your knee.

“no no!” you’re fast to reassure them. after all they accepted you into their group without question when Heeseung started to bring you around. confirming every word of praise he spoke of you once the rest of them got to know you better. 

more than Heeseung’s girlfriend, you are also their friend.

“it’s nothing you guys said, I shouldn’t have agreed to filming this.”  

Sunghoon hums and shrugs. “we can always change our subject to something else. I don’t want to upset you more.”

“we don’t have to talk about sex either.” Jay consoles, stroking your hair away from your face. “the stuff just about what the two of you like about each other is great.”

“I just..” you falter, trailing off. meeting Jake’s curious concern, blanketing you with a sense of calm. “I love Heeseung, like.. everyday I think about how I’m going to end up marrying him; I have no doubt.”

they snort and laugh at that, nodding for you to continue.

“but there is.. something.”

it’s not easy for you to share and talk about this, opting to smile and stay silent whenever your friends make jokes that Heeseung must rail you through your shared bed nightly.

‘I saw her limping into class the other day’ one of your friends taunts, pointing an accusing finger at you. ‘knowing you, he’s probably overjoyed that you’re such a greedy cock slut.’

you only wished their jokes held some truth.

“the thing is, my boyfriend, he is really a true gentleman.” you clarify, casually admitting how much you love Heeseung. “trust me— there is not a single doubt in my mind that I am going to marry that guy. even if I have to be the one to get down on one knee and propose to him myself.”

“I think I know what it is.” Jake interferes, holding up his palms. “I know how Hee is, he’s not..”

he staggers a bit, motioning to Sunghoon at his side. “you’re super dominant you know, uh maybe even aggressive at times. Jay’s more wild, messy..”

“what the fuck dude?” his friend blurts, scoffing because he hates that it’s true.

“I mean, me too! I’m, you know— figuring myself out.”

“Heeseung’s uh,” Sunghoon joins in, catching Jake’s drift. “he’s always been more caring and nice. I get what you’re saying.”

“yeah, am I right?” Jake returns to you, smiling when you nod. “you’re too scared to ask him to be.. rougher?”

Jay cleans off the tears rolling down to your chin with the end of his sleeve, going ‘ahh that makes sense’ when you nod again.

“I’m going to text Hee to come back.” Jake picks up his phone. “this is a groundbreaking moment, and he’s my best friend. I can assure you that he’ll be more understanding than you might think. is that okay with you?”

Jay helps by soothing your spine with soft strokes, giving you a thumbs up to encourage you. “okay, you can text him.”

you know Jake’s right. your boyfriend has never shamed you or made you feel inferior; as if you have any reason to feel embarrassed, but it’s still hard for you to tell him the truth.

it’s harder when Heeseung comes back and throws his arms around you upon meeting your watery eyes. scolding his friends for disobeying his rules as you attest that they have done nothing wrong, but you have been hiding something from him.

between more tears and sobs breaking your speech, you manage to mutter something about how you don’t want to make him feel bad but you desire for an adventurous sex life; along with helpful assistance from the three men sat around to full explain your dilemma, Heeseung begins to understand the meaning behind your fear and cries.

“it’s my fault.” he sighs, drawing you closer to his chest while littering kisses down to the tip of your nose. “I should have paid better attention.”

“no no!” you protest, gripping at his waist for semblance. “I love you so much, you’ve done nothing wrong! you are incapable of doing anything wrong baby!”

“ah you guys are really sick.” Sunghoon breaks the heightened emotional grief finally, after watching the two of you attack each other with words of appreciation and pure love. “it’s so painfully cute. sex is important and all, but you will both figure it out from here.”

Heeseung meets his friend's pleased expressions, worrying his bottom lip between two fingers with concern. “what if I don’t know how to?”

“what do you mean?” Jake asks, checking on the camera set down on your makeshift living room table that’s been recording your impromptu therapy session.

“I—“ Heeseung stutters, squishing your torso tighter against his. “I don’t know how..”

“ahh..” Sunghoon waves for his friend to not finish his sentence. “got it.”

“this is going to sound really insane.” Jay laughs awkwardly, pinching and tugging at his earlobe. “we could turn the camera off, if you want to try this. just uh, between friends, you know, like old times.”

“try what?”  Heeseung fixes him with an inquisitive look, earning a shaky gulp from his friend.

“we could..” he gestures toward Sunghoon and Jake. “help?”

Sunghoon’s groomed eyebrows sky rocket at that, huffing out a timid laugh as well. “oh you are insane.”

Jake stays silent, gauging for yours and Heeseung’s reactions. 

“it wouldn’t be the first time we’ve..” Jay trails off, sitting up with a stiff smile. “..stop me if I shouldn’t say more guys.”

Jake nods, shrugging to his friends before meeting your confused gaze and continuing where Jay paused. “it wouldn’t be the first time we’ve hooked up with the same girl. before the two of you were an item, it happened a couple of times.”

“babe??” you turn toward your boyfriend, tilting your head to the side for an answer.

Heeseung starts to laugh nervously now as well. “typically it was just Jake and I, or Sunghoon, uh one time Jay.”

“at the same time?!” you blurt out, more surprised than anything.

“don’t forget Hoon’s first night at the frat.” Jake interrupts. “that was all four of us.”

“wow, you guys are whores.” it’s your turn to laugh, trying to picture your boyfriend struggling in the middle of a five-way between his friends; and the amount of times ‘oops sorry’ must have been whispered whenever their dicks accidentally brushed against each other.

“college you know..” Jake excuses their antics with a shrug. “honestly, I mean I’ve told Heeseung about this before too, but that first night we all met, I thought..”

“oh yeah, Jakey here was so disappointed when the two of you disappeared for the night.” Jay adds. “he told us he felt that threesome in his dick.”

“dude!”

“you did!”

“well! I let that go once you started dating!” Jake defends himself. 

silence falls between the group waiting for you and Heeseung to voice your thoughts. a few shared silent looks have you nodding, playing with the shell of your boyfriend’s ear until he smiles and complains that it tickles too much.

“only if you want to.” he whispers to you, tapping the tip of his nose against yours.

“I want to.”

while you have experimented enough during your first two years of university, finding yourself in bed with 4 men is certainly a situation you somehow had never managed to land yourself in before, until now.

two was an average weekend during your single days, but four had your heart racing right out of your chest. thankful for your boyfriend’s presence at the end of the bed watching you and reminding you repeatedly that this can stop whenever you feel too overwhelmed.

you’re cramped between Jay and Sunghoon with Jake sitting on his knees on the outer middle of your less than spacious bed. Heeseung stays toward the end rubbing his palms against his thighs anxiously. 

“this is a lot less awkward when you’re inebriated and feeling lonely at 2 in the morning..” Jay cracks a joke to ease how thick the air has become around the five of you.

scooting closer to your side, he taps your chin first to get you to look at him, gently perching your face in his palm before pressing in closer. “you good?”

“yeah..”

“your lips look really soft,” you can tell Jay’s nervous from the way his mouth trembles as he speaks. just barely grazing your upper lip in a back and forth motion. “they are really really soft..”

Jay’s initial worry melts away, pushing forward until your head hits a pillow. his hips dig into your side, reaching for the one of the straps of your top to trace from your shoulder to your breast. the rapid beat of your chest lifts his hand up and down, pushed under weight applied to grope and knead your covered breast.

“fuck,” Jay curses between another fierce kiss. the harshness in his touch matching the neediness delivered with his lips. he bites, sucks, nibbles and tugs on your meaty bottom lip. getting your mouth abused and swollen within minutes. seconds transform into minutes quickly lost to his rapturous tongue shoving inside of your mouth to taste every corner and crevice. “taste so sweet.”

it’s not much at first, but the whispered compliment has your waist arching up chasing after him to deepen the kiss. your whimpers are swallowed down as another hand strokes over your stomach becoming exposed with Jay’s relentless teasing to your chest. he tweaks and pinches the hardened buds poking through the material of your top, enough to make your thighs squirm and push together frantically. 

Heeseung wants to look away at first, contemplating calling off this ordeal, but the first sound of pleasure you let you makes his spine stand ramrod straight, concern twists his eyebrows together. leaning in closer to find your back rounded off the bed, thighs smashed together passing tremors down to your toes from just kissing.

rough kisses, different from the soft, slow, caress-like ones he exchanges with you daily. Jay’s kisses turn your mouth a darker shade, plump and pouty, deliciously lewd in appearance as you pass another moan.

Jake pats his shoulder to make sure everything’s good, the two sharing a nod as Sunghoon takes the motion as his queue to join and begin feeling up the first exposure of skin he spots. lapping his lips like a hungry animal as his calloused fingers brush along the smooth skin covering the lower half of your unveiled stomach.

he pushes up beneath your top, passing under Jay’s forearm to cup your other breast. a larger, weightier palm grips you with more strength. rolling one of your nipples between his thumb and index finger as the other mauling your mouth slaps and pinches. 

Sunghoon’s excited to remove your clothes and get a good look at your chest, put his mouth to use. he works to push your tank top off more, slapping Jay’s forearm who’s still occupied with ravaging your mouth. 

what Jake said earlier starts to make sense, Jake’s a messy kisser. spit coats your chins banging together as your teeth clash. he’s good, knows how to put the muscles in his jaw to work, controlling the kiss with vacuum-like sucks on your tongue that draws up moans from the back of your throat. 

he’s so good at kissing you feverishly until your head throbs, that you nearly let Sunghoon discard you bra, biting down on Jay’s lips to stop their ministrations. you suck in long winded breaths of air, hot all over under the pairs of hands working to stimulate your nipples.

“maybe,” you glance at the camera turned off and sat on your nightstand, shifting your focus back to Heeseung, back to the camera, back to Heeseung. “you could record.. for reference?”

Jay silently whistles, impressed and continuously shocked by your forwardness. crossing his fingers behind his back to someday meet a girl that will match his experimental sexual energy.

“yeah?” Heeseung leans over to velcro the camera strap to his hand. the recognizable sound of a beep follows, slowly analyzing the curves of your body through the lense. he zooms in to where Sunghoon’s palm lays flat on your stomach, capturing the rapid rise and fall up to your glazed over eyes. 

“you look so pretty.” your boyfriend speaks quietly, low enough for only the camera to pick up; but your gaze never leaves his lips. smiling at him through the camera lense as Sunghoon finally gets your upper half bare. 

“so beautiful.” you know Heeseung is flattering you, never one to go without reminding you of what a good job you’re doing no matter what it may be.

the thrilled sighs of relief around you tickle through your stomach. Jay and Sunghoon return to their positions, each fondling one of your breasts. sharp teeth dig into the roundness, the bigger of the two working to suck up blood harshly between lapping and coating your chest in teeth marks and hickeys. 

dominant and aggressive as Jake said, Jake who stays by Heeseung’s side, watching, admiring, palming the growing bulge in his jeans. laving at saliva that gathers at the corners of his lips as he turns feral watching you take and take.

Sunghoon’s mouth works its way to your ribcage, hungrily sucking on every dry inch of skin his tongue finds. he likes to leave marks, easy to imagine how he’d wrap around your throat until you see dots. until you choke and struggle to breathe, until faded signs of his long fingers appear on your flesh. 

Sunghoon’s creeping toward the entrance of your jeans, cursing under his breath as he struggles to unbutton them and push past. catching Jay’s line of sigh with a glint passing through his iris, the other nodding and moving to help with stripping your legs free of your bottoms.

the seat of your underwear breathes against your entrance, soaked through displaying the full shape of your cunt. groans and curses circle around, the camera following a pathway up your thighs to wear your underwear sit embarrassingly wet.

“fuck fuck” Heeseung grunts to himself, focusing on Sunghoon’s thick fingers pushing your panties between your folds. cursing more when he swears that you visibly pulse through the worn down cotton fabric.

“look at that.” Sunghoon smirks, biting down on the top of your thigh. “such a pretty pussy, I knew you’d have a cute little cunt.”

he delivers a smack between your legs, cupping your core roughly, pushing the heel of his palm against your clothed clit. turning to find Heeseung’s watchful gaze with an arched brow.

“getting her all sloppy wet for you.” Sunghoon taunts him, pressing the pad of his finger along the dip running down the middle of your panties. his teasing works both ways, making your boyfriend’s jeans tighten up on his groin uncomfortably. calling your hips to chase his fingers to touch you where you need.

“like having your pretty pussy played with?” Jay patronizes, squishing your cheeks in until your lips pout out like a beak. he nods your head for you, grinning and licking at the swell of your lips. “slutty little girl letting everyone watch you with your legs spread open.” 

too many hands run over your body at once, amplifying Sunghoon’s digits prodding at your core like a complete pervert, enjoying the way your legs lock up and toes clench against the bedding. delivering another slap he rips at your underwear, tugging them down to your knees.

“Jake,” he snaps, motioning for the other to help hold your thighs apart. Jay leans closer, four sets of eyes burn between your legs, humiliating as your hole grips at nothing, pushing out a glob of fresh wetness desperately.

“holy shit..” Jake gasps, nearly choking on his spit. nodding, he scoots closer. manhandling your panties off before sneaking them into one of his pockets. “you’re so wet..”

the twitch your stomach gives has Sunghoon’s teeth burying into his bottom lip, shaking his head as he spreads your folds apart and motions for Heeseung to get a good shot. “you like that Hee? look at your precious girlfriend, so wet for us. just wants to get fucked so bad.”

“my dicks about to fall off.” Jake mutters, following Jay’s handy work. moving over to replace Sunghoon’s torment on your chest. he greets your heated face with a tender smile, sheepishly kissing down your neck. he’d never admit that he’s had a small attraction to you since the first time you met. praising himself for not fighting his friends away to taste your lips first.

“fuck Heeseung, she’s so tight around my fingers.” Sunghoon looks back and forth from his friend to where the pads of his digits teasingly dip in and out of your hole. pursing together his lips when you clench and tug around him as he seethes inside of you to his first knuckle. “so warm, wet, dripping down to my wrist; just like a good pretty slut should.”

Heeseung can’t deny the way Sunghoon’s words affect him, canting his hips up into nothing, imagining you dripping hot locked around his size. he has to bite back a growl as his friend pushes in deeper, stretching the digits inside of you for your boyfriend to get a good look at your empty hole.

“don’t you wanna fuck her? fill her up real good.” he teases, pressing a kiss to your clit. watching as Heeseung’s demure polite demeanor shatters. rolling his tongue against your bundle of nerves with a smirk dimpling his cheek. Sunghoon thrusts, setting his attention back on your trembling thighs, biting at the sensitive fleshy area in-between. 

“you’re doing so good, letting Hoon feel that tight pussy.” Jay kisses up your burning hot cheeks. nudging against your nose before hoisting your neck up to watch your body ravaged. 

Jake gazes up, lapping and sucking on your breast. Sunghoon works a pattern of marks up your thigh, collecting arousal down his forearm and he begins to jackhammer inside your cunt, and by your feet, Heeseung watches. 

your boyfriend's irises burn black, lustful, carnal, obscene in a light you’ve never seen him in. the camera moves to your face, filming the first roll of your eyes, noisy sounds of pleasure that rip from your chest. loud ragged breaths from the one recording, itching to be the one to make your spine break, to feel you convulse around his fingers like Sunghoon is.

“even your orgasms are pretty, so pretty, just like you.” Jake whispers in your ear, nodding to Sunghoon to move over. he slinks down the bed, pushing your thighs to flatten while looking over his shoulder at the camera.

the mischievous look in his eyes expresses more than words, pushing down onto his stomach as his jaw widens. stretched far to lap from your rim to your clit. 

Jake’s not one to hold back, spreading his tongue to lick stripes between your folds and collect the wetness that's begun to smear on your inner thighs. 

“so good, so god damn good. fuck.” he’s mumbling to himself, vibrating words against your core. rambling about how good you taste on his tongue, smoothly gliding up and down. dipping halfway in and out of your entrance just to make your thighs clamp around his neck.

“guys” he commands quickly, snapping his fingers for Jay and Sunghoon to keep you held open. 

“that’s it, let me eat this pretty pussy the right way.” 

the right way being with his nose digging into your clit. struggling to breathe properly as wet slick pushes inside, careless as he sucks on your labia folds. tracing your hole until you’re shouting and begging to be filled.

“please please!” your cries shoot pangs of heat straight to his groin, racing up his spine to growl and eat you out like you deserve. 

Jake laps at your cunt like a man dying of thirst, drunk and high off the first taste of your arousal trickling down his throat. grabbing onto your waist, he keeps you in place with his friends help. pushing his wide long tongue as far inside of you as his jaw will allow. expertly working inside along your pulsating walls. 

the two above him praising you for taking it so good, letting them use you so well. all of it too much, especially when the tip of Jake’s nose rubs against a set of nerves that has your toes curling until you hear a crack.

your next orgasm hits you with Jake’s tongue wiggling inside, trapped between your gripping walls; almost feels painful surging you to the point of oversensitivity.

“ca-can’t!” you try to get out, throat dry and raspy after the scream Jake got out of you.

Sunghoon grips your chin, pushing the pad of his thumb against the middle of your bottom lip. “of course you can, this is what you wanted. good girls can take it all.”

Jake’s spewing curses, moving out of the way when Heeseung pushes his shoulder to make him stop. scooting away until he’s next to Jay, waiting for the others next move.

“Hee” you whine, eyes fluttering open in search of your boyfriend. still hazy and rolling from your orgasmic bliss, you reach for him releasing a needy plea. 

Heeseung’s ripping off his clothes at the first syllable of his name pouring from your lips. the camera tossed aside recklessly, nearly toppling to the floor if not for Sunghoon’s eyes bulging out and catching the device in time. the last hour made your boyfriend feel like a captured wolf, locked in a cage as meat dangled before his snout to tease him and make him drool rabidly. tormented, tortured to the point of turning feral.

even with his cock rock hard, dangling mid-air between his thighs and the subconscious voice in the back of his mind chanting for him to fuck you, reclaim what’s rightfully his; he takes his time, cupping your face in his palms to find your wanton gaze.

“my pretty baby, my pretty girl.”

Heeseung steals the gasped breath you let out next, kissing harder than Jay had. luscious lips glide between yours, tantalizing tongue rubbing languidly inside of your mouth. slipping down to grip your nape, his thumbs tease at the columns of your throat, pushing against the veins that stick out the more you struggle to breathe. the more you arch and writhe against him, calling him with your body to mark his territory.

“daddy,” you gasp between intense kisses that further abuse your raw lips. 

Heeseung can tell when you’re just messing around from the lilt in your tone. the more saccharine and woozy you sound, the more you mean it. evident that your mind has slipped beyond reality, into a pit of pleasure that’s numbed your brain from working properly as you keen and repeat his name over and over again.

“what does my pretty baby need?” he asks, husky and warm against your swollen lips. spreading your thighs apart with his knees to settle between your hips. the familiar weight of his thick length nudges against your core, making your pulse rise in speed and circle against the insurmountable heat that radiates off of him, settling a space between your folds.

“inside,” you heave, dropping your head against Jake’s knee, letting out a drawn out exhilarated moan. the tip of Heeseung’s length catches on your entrance, pushing between your center to coat himself in your fresh arousal and spit left behind.

“really think you deserve it?” he says cheekily, working his hips against yours in a methodical pace. enough to glide against your clit and make you keen desperately. whining as your breath lodges in the back of your throat.

“please baby, please.” you beg, running your palms down his chest. swiping against hardened nipples, trailing down to his trim waist. “need you, only you.”

Heeseung wishes he could make you cum like this, too close to losing his last bit of sanity himself, he dips forward, licking away two tears that escape down the side of your face. 

“anything for you, anything.” he quietly mumbles in your ear. pushing up on his palms to line up to your entrance. 

the tip of Heeseung’s dick always feels like too much at first, even after Sunghoon and Jake’s work. he’s thick, a fat girth that stretches your walls apart exactly how you love. pushing your eyes back until nothing but white shows.

his first thrust slams into you, expecting him to stay slow and steady, you’re bounced up in shock. neck gathered in his hands to watch as he fucks into you fast, the muscles in his stomach flexing and contracting with each dip of his cock pushing in and out of you.

“this what you want?” he moans, pressing closer to kiss and nip at your forehead. “want it to hurt so good like this?”

“yes yes!”

you almost forget the three nearby, if not for a loud curse Jay lets out. too lost in the way your boyfriend’s dick glistens with your arousal. burying you deeper and deeper into your bed with each brutal hit of his hips landing against yours.

“my pussy” Heeseung pants, pupils blown wide with his brows knitted together from the amount of strength he uses to keep your head held up. intent to make you watch him fuck you thoroughly like no other can. “tell me who it belongs to, baby?”

“you!” you cry out brokenly, babbling idiotically. “yoursyoursyours, all yours.”

his pace turns relentless at your scrunched up face, viciously burying the entirety of his length inside of you with each thrust until you’re begging again.

“d-don’t pull out! please please don’t! f-fuckk Hee!” your cry breaks, milking his length working in against your orgasm. Heeseung buries inside of you with a slap of his hips landing against you rough enough to snap your back into the bed. arch flattened under the next three powerful thrusts he rams into you with. 

“feel so good for me, so fucking good around my cock pretty baby.” he grits, face dropped by yours. an orgasm hitting him at high speed after waiting for so long, unleashing endless warm spurt after spurt.

Heeseung’s throbbing, still hard, buried deep inside of you. cum pushes out past his size spilling down to his inner thighs. he’s hot, heavy, sticky with sweat against you, sharing staggered breaths between your hungry lips.

Sunghoon lowers the camera to record your faces, the lost dizzy looks passing through both of your expressions. “tell him what you want.”

Jay grunts, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoes faintly through your fogged up ears. “you want more right? greedy little cock slut needs to get fucked again and again.”

Heeseung nods, tracing his lips on yours in silent question. canting your hips up as an answer, cream trickles down. filthy and nasty like you’ve always wanted, mercilessly fucked and fucked again and again.

everything more intimate and close despite the live audience hanging off your every moan. your boyfriend’s dick buries in and out of you, slick and covered in your blended release. 

“love you so much” Heeseung whimpers, shoving his forehead against yours. wrinkling at the corners of his eyes as he hits that spot deep inside of your over and over again.

“baby baby” you chant incoherently, locking your ankles around his lower back to keep him in place. grinding circles into you, the tip of his length hits deep and hard, kissing your cervix with each pointed roll of his hips. “g-gonna cum, again.”

he nods, digging big hands under your thighs to fuck you deeper into the bed. whining and grunting as he slams deep inside with renewed vigor, thrusting sloppier and messier, closing in on his own high faster.

wet. hot. thick. long. mind numbing. explosive. 

thoughts leave you with a shout, straining your neck in a twist as another strong orgasm shoots out from the tips of your fingers to each follicle lining your scalp. 

Heeseung loses the last bit of strength he has, screaming through gritted teeth as he fills your cunt with release again. sinking his face into the crook of your neck to bite and suppress uncontrollable sounds of pleasure.

rounds of pained groans and whines fill your ears, drowning out the white noise that’s begun to consume your mind. it’s loud all around you as the three men watching cum into their fisted palms, grunting and moaning, unable to rip their eyes away from your middle pouring out a second load of cum.

Heeseung hovers above you, keeping one of your legs held up while painting your core with the tip of his cock to spread his release. leaving traces of himself all over, the unspoken reminder that you’re his. you belong to him.

coming down himself, he misses the anguished expressions surrounding your bodies. the looks of grimace his friends share knowing they will have to leave with soiled underwear and blue balls.

the guys silently agreed to head separate ways back to their prospective dormitories and apartments, allowing Heeseung to take care of you alone through your post-orgasmic bliss. 

the day had been emotional, long, exhausting in many ways and grueling on your body. your boyfriend did his best to clean you up and change you into a cozy pajama set before cradling you to sleep in his arms.

“Heeseung?” you croaked, throat gravelly and scratchy after all of the voluminous moans you had released.

“hmm?” still mostly asleep, your boyfriend grunts with his face half-buried in a pillow.

“baby, wake up.” you shake him by his arm. “we need to talk.”

upon hearing your serious tone, his eyes flutter open, scrunching his eyebrows together confused. “what’s up?”

“what do you mean what’s up?” you ask, stunned by his lax demeanor. “last night..”

“ohh..” propping up on his elbow, Heeseung pushes strands of hair behind your ear. “was that too much?”

“Hee.. not at all..” 

“what’s troubling you then? tell me.” one thing about your boyfriend, he knows how to speak to you in a way that always makes you feel safe. falling into a docile unthreatening tone that wraps you in comfort.

“are you upset with me?”

the only thing better than a response straight from his lips is the smile you receive. a smile that coats you in a layer of love and consoles you with peace of mind.

Heeseung wasn’t upset in the least, he only wishes you would have let him know sooner that you wanted to explore more sexually. 

“it wasn’t necessarily the perfect approach but I’m not mad.” he confirms, stroking up and down your arm. “I was more worried about you, with the camera and.. audience.”

“I liked it.” you blurt out suddenly, burying your face in his shoulder. “I think I enjoyed that more than I should have.”

“I’ll be honest, I really did too.” 

the two of you share an amused look, sitting up quickly in search of the camera to watch whatever you managed to catch on video yesterday.

Heeseung sets up the HDMI cord to play the footage on your small tv, settling behind your back with his legs draped around your hips as you both ease into a comfortable position and begin to watch.

it’s awkward at first, but the combination of heavy panting and lustful moans have you both weakened in little time. 

“do you like watching yourself?” your boyfriend whispers against your ear, sneaking a pathway down your chest to your stomach. “I liked how desperate you kept gazing into the camera, because you were only looking at me.”

Heeseung’s right, the desperation in your eyes paints the screen in front of you full of carnal desire and love. the mixture of your lips parting open as his groans reverberate through the television speakers, entering you and filling you up, has your core leaking arousal within seconds. 

“touch me..” you start to beg, rolling your neck back to nip and suck along the side of his throat, lapping at the up and down bob that follows. 

Heeseung nods, tickling his way beneath your bottoms inside of your underwear without wasting time to tease you against the outside. 

the image on your television moves as thick fingers press down and circle your clit. Heeseung’s defined forearms are shown, pushing off the bed as he gains speed, thrusting inside of you at a faster pace.

in the background Jake and Jay sit side by side with their hands buried inside of their pants fisting around their lengths dawning half pained expressions. Sunghoon angles the camera more giving a real point of view experience, showing off the bulge moving up and down inside of his pants while encouraging his friend to fuck you harder like you want.

it was euphoric enough to live through once, but watching yourself pounded into by your boyfriend with his friends having to control their own raging arousal has you grinding incessantly against the fingers working in and out of you.

“fuck, Hee,” you whimper, rolling up to match his rhythm. the frenzy around you makes your head spin, shaking as hard as the image on screen does the closer Sunghoon gets to his climax. groans boom from the tv, from your throat, against your ear between praises your boyfriend repeats through your orgasm. “doing so good for me, you’re always so good for me, aren’t you? my pretty pretty baby girl.”

“I love you, love you so much.” breathlessly you chant, turning your head to capture your boyfriend's lips in a heated kiss. footage long forgotten as you recreate the night prior alone.

the air feels stiff around the table Heeseung meets up with his friends during their breaks. consistently hanging out with each other everyday since the semester began, they typically shared warm greetings with shoulder and fist bumps, but after the other day, the aura each one of them carried felt tense; sitting down with barely nodding in each other’s directions as greeting.

“listen,” clearing his throat, Heeseung sits up straight, twisting his hands together timidly. “what happened was.. it was a lot.”

a round of murmurs from his friends sound in agreement, Sunghoon the first to look around and speak up in response.

“are you mad? are we good?”

Heeseung seems dumbfounded, waving off his surprise with a smile. “not at all! guys, I’m happy, like..”

Jake lets out a huge sigh of relief, quickly scooting closer to nuzzle up to his friend's side. “dude, I was so worried all night.”

“no no!” Heeseung throws an arm around him, tugging Jake in even closer. “it’s a good thing, I feel like she’s really comfortable now. I never thought about how much I hold back, or how much she’s been holding back to not scare me off.”

“is she okay?” Jay pipes up, dawning a skeptical expression. 

“oh she’s great.” Heeseung reassures him. “actually, we watched the video.”

Sunghoon’s eyebrows shoot up, pouting curiously. “oh?”

“yeah, there is no way we can use any of that for the final, but uh,” Heeseung nods, patting Jake’s shoulder. “you all definitely could have promising careers in filming adult videos someday.”

“I’m not even going to lie,” Jay grins, shrugging. “under a pseudonym I’d totally do it, not a bad paying job.”

“who knows, maybe we’ll end up making more ‘home videos’ on accident.” Jake jokes, half-heartedly. shifting his gaze around the group with a staggered laugh.

Heeseung nods, thinking over how elated and angelic you looked falling apart under the lense; how much you enjoyed rewatching yourself taken on camera.

“maybe we will.”