Sugar Sweet | 5 | (M)
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genre: lots of smut + fluff + slight angst; college AU + fuckboy!kihyun
pairing: reader/kihyun
summary: your best friend & roommate changkyun just wanted to help get you laid. instead you found solace in a pink haired man named kihyun who had a smart mouth with sharp words you weren't afraid to let cut you, as long as he didn't mind you hurting him a little too.
a/n: i'm so sorry for the wait guys! work has been stressing me lately along with some personal issues but i appreciate your guy's patience. the next chapter will already be written out but requests will be taken care of before i post the next so please continue to be patient until then and check the schedule if you're wondering about it.
part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 6
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Kihyun practically dragged you out to the parking lot, the gray stone stacked lot looking simultaneously barren and populated. It seemed like there was far too many cars here, ranging from reds to silvers to blinding whites. How Kihyun even remembered where he left his car, especially since its small size and dark color seemed to blend in amongst the others, was a mystery to you.
He turned back with his hand still locked with your own, his bright smile still goofy on his face. You couldn't help but smile in return, his excitement over your request a tad too cute for the content you had actually asked for. But this was Kihyun, and things with him were always topsy-turvy and upside down. You've learned that nothing makes any damn sense with him and it's totally okay because you're in for the wild ride he'd already strapped you in from the get-go.
In no time he had you up against the driver's side door of his sleek black car, the luxury vehicle sturdy behind your back as he brought you in for a passionate kiss. His hands found their way back your waist, in a similar fashion to when you first greeted him when you arrived earlier. Except this time he was allowed to let his hands roam freely, nothing stopping him from touching where he pleased. There was no game, no rules; no false pretentions to hide behind and useless reasons as to why his tongue snaked into your mouth as his hands firmly grasped your ass. Nothing stopping you from wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in deeper. You were damn sure this was more than you ever bargained for with him but at this point, you couldn't find yourself caring for one second.
Instead, you poured your focus in the lethal amount of lust you felt coursing through your veins, your high from before coming back in full force, evident after not getting your own pleasure after taking care of Kihyun in the photo booth. Pulling back, you watched as Kihyun tried to chase your mouth, still panting and mouth slick with your shared spit.
"We can't do this out here Kihyun," You breathily laughed, feeling your hands mindlessly playing with the locks of hair at the nape of Kihyun's neck. The light, feathery wisps in your fingers feeling much like the sweet treat you had aptly named him earlier.
"You're right," He started, chuckling against your mouth as his hands dropped from your body. It left you feeling cold and clammy but you knew you were the one who put a halt on the lip-lock. After all, it wasn't like you two could actually do what you wanted right there against the car. You stepped forward and away from the car, watching as he pulled his keys out of his jean pockets.
(An unfair aspect that only seems to exist in male clothing lines: functioning pockets)
He approached the car door and you were expecting him to pull open the driver's door so he could step in and drive you two off to wherever you were to do the "deed". But before you could start to make your way around to the other side of the car, you feel a hand pull on your wrist and make you turn around to face him. Kihyun had the back door held open for you, the hand that had pulled you now gesturing for you to get in the back.
