A bet. A stupid bet that your dear bestfriend San, had the guts to agree to and lose is all it takes for you three to end in this not so awkward atmosphere.
"You're gonna say something?" You nudge San's frozen body with your elbow.
The cold atmosphere of your apartment's living room just made it worse.
"You like me, y/n?" His words hold no emotion but his eyes still have that warmth in them.
He makes you speechless.
How in the world were you supposed to answer him? Especially with your jealous Wooyoung glaring at you two?
You nervously gulp at San as he has his dark stare fixed on you. He radiates a much darker and strong energy than usual. Chills run down your spine at the thought of saying yes to his question.
"If I said I would like to fuck you once, doesn't mean I like you." You manage to blurt out as you tightly curl your fists, fingernails pressing hard into your palms and your eyes squirmed into little crescents.
And.... that's enough for San to lose control over himself. He rises from his seat and his actions startle you when his fingers curl around your wrist. His face is inches away from yours as his hot breath tickles your nose.
"What do you really want from me then? Was our 3 year old long friendship just an act of yours? Speak up!" Your petite figure is pressed onto the couch as San hovers over you. You wanted nothing but the couch to sink you in at the moment. Heat radiates off your cheeks as he gets closer to you and your figure shrinks under him. WooYoung tries his best to tear San away from you, but is yanked away.
The distance between you two gets shorter as your breath trembles and your lips find it hard to mutter any words.
"Cat got your tongue, slut?" He whispers in your ear and it pulls a knot in your stomach. His rough voice flicks a switch in your mind that you never knew existed.
"Complete my wish. Fuck me real good. That's all I ask for."
Poor Wooyoung watches as his best friend makes you cry with his three fingers digging deep into your red, tight and sensitive hole. He enjoys the show you both had put up as clothes litter everywhere on the carpeted floor while you and San literally eat each other out on the couch. His wet lips travel down your neck and his hot, tickling against your neck makes your throbbing pussy more wet.
"God! I love your hands." You gasp when he adds the last digit and thrusts them deep in you while stretching your tight, wet hole really well.
"That sofa costs fifteen hundren dollars, don't you both dare ruin it!" Woo growls, sitting in the armchair opposite to you both, as he presses his thighs together. However his hardening cock peaks through the thin fabric of his sweatpants.
"Guess she can't come today then. Our slut deserves it for being a bad girl." San smirks at you and you whine at his words, bucking your hips forward for friction since the boy in front of you had halted his actions: His fingers intact between your warm walls.
"Not gonna let your slut take care of your mess?" He then asks Woo, who seemed to be uncomfortably pushing his thighs together, trying to hide his not so subtle growing heat as he rubs his palms against the fabric of his pants.
"Well... seems like a good idea." Wooyoung finally rises from his seat, letting his pants fall to the ground, before your mouth is stuffed with his half hard cock.
You whimper around his cock as Sannie decides to replace his fingers with that rock hard girth of his, sliding easily between your wet and well stretched walls.
The feeling of being stuffed drives you crazy, but well San's member thrusting up lazily into your pounding heat, makes you lose your mind. He lies down on the couch, pulling you on his lap as your mouth let goes of Woo's unfinished mess.
A bet. A stupid bet that your dear best friend San, had the guts to agree to and lose is all it takes for you three to end in this not so awkward atmosphere.
"You're gonna say something?" You nudge San's frozen body with your elbow.
The cold atmosphere of your apartment's living room just made it worse.
"You like me, y/n?" His words hold no emotion but his eyes still have that warmth in them.
He makes you speechless.
How in the world, were you supposed to answer him? Especially with your jealous Woo young glaring at you two?
You nervously gulp at San as he has his dark stare fixed on you. He radiates a much darker and strong energy than usual. Chills run down your spine at the thought of saying yes to his question.
"If I said I would like to fuck you once, doesn't mean I like you." You manage to blurt out as you tightly curl your fists, fingernails pressing hard into your palms and your eyes squirmed into little crescents.
And.... that's enough for San to lose control over himself. He rises from his seat and his actions startle you when his fingers curl around your wrist. His face is inches away from yours as his hot breath tickles your nose.
"What do you really want from me then? Was our 3 year old friendship just an act of yours? Speak up!" Your petite figure is pressed onto the couch as San hovers over you. You wanted nothing but the couch to sink you in at the moment. Heat radiates off your cheeks as he gets closer to you and your figure shrinks under him. Woo Young tries his best to tear San away from you, but is yanked away.
The distance between you two gets shorter as your breath trembles and your lips find it hard to mutter any words.
"Cat got your tongue, slut?" He whispers in your ear and it pulls a knot in your stomach. His rough voice flicks a switch in your mind that you never knew existed.
"Complete my wish. Fuck me really good. That's all I ask for."
Poor Woo young watches as his best friend makes you cry with his three fingers digging deep into your red, tight and sensitive hole. He enjoys the show you both had put up as clothes litter everywhere on the carpeted floor while you and San literally eat each other out on the couch. His wet lips travel down your neck and his hot, tickling against your neck makes your throbbing pussy more wet.
"God! I love your hands." You gasp when he adds the last digit and thrusts them deep in you while stretching your tight, wet hole really well.
"That sofa costs fifteen hundred dollars, don't you both dare ruin it!" Woo growls, sitting in the armchair opposite to you both, as he presses his thighs together. However, his hardening cock peaks through the thin fabric of his sweatpants.
"Guess she can't come today then. Our slut deserves it for being a bad girl." San smirks at you and you whine at his words, bucking your hips forward for friction since the boy in front of you had halted his actions: His fingers intact between your warm walls.
"Not gonna let your slut take care of your mess?" He then asks Woo, who seemed to be uncomfortably pushing his thighs together, trying to hide his not-so-subtle growing heat as he rubs his palms against the fabric of his pants.
"Well... seems like a good idea." Woo young finally rises from his seat, letting his pants fall to the ground, before your mouth is stuffed with his half hard cock.
You whimper around his cock as Sannie decides to replace his fingers with that rock hard girth of his, sliding easily between your wet and well stretched walls.
The feeling of being stuffed drives you crazy, but well San's member thrusting up lazily into your pounding heat, makes you lose your mind. He lies down on the couch, pulling you on his lap as your mouth let goes of Woo's unfinished mess.
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Fanfictionthis book contains fictional scenarious and alterante universes created by the author for entertainment purposes. there is no intent to harm the identities, cultures, careers used in the stories. presenting, a colleection of smuts, angst, fluffs, o...
