Pool Boys Series [NSFW] - TXT x Reader

Choi Yeonjun (1)

These parts only have numbers because of how I originally wrote it with plot. There is no plot now and these can be completely stand alone.

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Summary: Getting it on after hours with the hot lifeguard who works at the same pool as you.

Warnings: She/Her Pronouns used, Small Age Difference (Unspecified, he calls her Noona), Pet Names (Pretty Girl, Noona, etc.), Swearing, Kissing, Oral (M! Receiving), Deepthroating/Face-Fucking, Fingering, Semi-Public Sex (at work but no one else is there), Unprotected Sex (Use a condom! She's on the pill)

Author's Note: This originally was going to be part of a really long series with a lot of plot, but it was taking too long and I was putting too much plot, more than I had initially planned. Because of that, I cut nearly all plot out and it's still three-thousands words of just fucking so...

None of the parts are reliant on the others, there is just a version for each boy.

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Everyone had left, leaving just you and Yeonjun. You were finishing up last minute stuff in the office, not sure where he was, but his bag was still inside, so he definitely hadn't left. As you were pinning up a sheet on the corkboard by the door that was the schedule for the next week, you felt a presence behind you. It was warm and you didn't even flinch when you felt hands on your hips. Yeonjun wrapped his arms around you, hand holding his other wrist, so they rested right near your belly button. His cheek rested on your head, his mouth right by your ear.

"Looks like we're alone." His breath was hot on your ear, and you pressed back into him, your own hands coming to rest on his in front of you. You shifted and he let you go just enough that you could turn toward him, then his arms tightened again. He pressed so close to you you could feel the slight ridges of his stomach through both of your thin shirts. Your head had to tip back pretty far to look up at him at this distance. His hands unlinked and surrounded your waist, his big hands easily covering a wide swath of your middle. Your own hands went to his upper chest near his shoulders, and slowly slid up to his jaw.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked, lips so close to yours they brushed over each other with his words.

"I'll be mad if you don't-" He was on you. Yeonjun's lips were as soft as they looked and you groaned, tilting your head to instantly deepen the kiss. One of your hands ran up the nape of his neck into his hair, the other gripping his shirt over the right side of his chest. His own hands left your waist and descended lower till they rested over your ass, and he put his hands into your pockets. Somehow, he pulled you closer and you moaned softly at feeling him completely surround you. He stepped forward and your back hit the wall, the corkboard preventing you from bumping your head on the painted brick. Reluctantly, you both pulled away for a breath, lips still hovering close.

"This okay, (Y/N)?" When his voice, raspy with desire, spoke your name you shuddered. How could someone this beautiful really want you? Just a normal human, not someone who looked like they belonged in a museum as an art piece.

"I would let you do whatever to me." You admitted and he groaned, his brow furrowing and his lips sealed to yours again. The force of the kiss made you groan, and he took the chance to slip his tongue in your mouth. Your head swam and you had never been so turned on just from kissing a guy before. His hands were all over you and you sighed when his fingers crept under your shirt and up your back. When you had to pull away again for air, a ribbon of saliva hung between your lips, and you licked to break the connection.

"Whatever huh?"

"Within reason." You were both slightly out of breath still, your exhales mixing between you.