Babe // Verkwan

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// oh so my dumbass forget to name chpt 17 but dont mind it and second i have so much school work going on that its hard to upload lol and then third i wrote this chapter on half way but it deleted itself and im pissed:)

anyways getting closer is a bop already and i love seungkwan whats new

Hansol laughed at me. He legit laughed at me. I feel so pissed off. I just asked does he know how gay his friends are and he just started laughing. It confused others but I didn't dare to tell them what I was thinking about them. 

"Babe, are you still mad at me for laughing?" he asks through the loud music, hugging me from back, drink on his other hand. I avoid any eye contact sulking at him. "No", I bluntly answer. Hansol chuckles to my ear, being a bit tipsy and I get shivers. I squeeze my own drink on my own hand. 

The party has already started and Seungcheol's house is full of their friends and non-friends. Hansol has been greeting almost everyone who he has seen and I have been awkwardly standing next to them and earning jealous looks from girls. I don't mind, at least they know I'm better looking than them since Hansol chose me over them bitches. I think everyone seems to know now that we're together when Hansol is so clingy when drinking and he just can't get his hands off me. 

"Babyy", he singsongs and swings in the rhythm of the music, pushing his hips to my butt. I blush a bit, trying not to give up and sip my drink. "Please, forgive me for laughing. It was just so funny and out of nowhere"; Hansol tries. I groan and look at him pouting. "You laughed at me", my eyebrows furrow, but Hansol just bits his bottom lip tightening his grip on me. He doesn't seem to care about how everyone in Seungcheol's living room can see us. He stares at my lips and I move my head away rolling eyes. "You horny bastard."

"Seungkwan, please", he now mumbles and leans his head to my neck, starting to make wet kisses against my skin. While trying to stay calm I see Jiwoo in the corner of my eye giving me thumbs up, before disappearing in to the kitchen with Sooyoung, who doesn't even walk straight anymore. I swear to god-

"I want some, don't be mad at me", that what makes me turn around and then wriggle out of Hansol's hands. I look at him and his confused face, getting slightly distracted of his perfect features. "Vernonie, you are impossible", I sigh, then putting my drink on the nearest table going to the boy in front of me. I take his cup and put it away. Hansol looks at my doings not daring to say anything, expect he pouts when I take his alcohol away. 

That pout doesn't last long as I raise my hands to rest on his shoulders and push my body against his. Hansol's hands slide to my waist, little shaking though. I look into his eyes, the music continues to hit the loud beat and everyone else seems to disappear. I smirk a little because I can still see Hansol's tiny blush on his cheeks. "Are you having fun here?" I ask and he nods leaning closer to my face. Just as he is about to kiss me I pull my head away and place my finger to his mouth. "Are you sure here is good?" I ask again.

Hansol gets what I mean and smiles kissing my finger instead. "My parents aren't home today", his whisper is the only thing that matters.

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// yeah uhh some mature shit coming 

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Hansol pushes me against his room door as he closes it and kisses me deeply pressing his tongue on my lips going wild. I don't mind, he is kinda hot like this. 

Not gonna lie, he is always hot. 

My hand goes through his hair and I grind my hips against his tight pants, feeling my own tent on my pants growing too. Hansol groans to the kiss. He takes a hold on my waist pulling me inside his room without breaking the kiss until I can feel the bed next to me. I turn us around and push Hansol to the bed. He isn't putting a fight so he just falls on his back eyes still on me. I brush my lips with my palm and place my legs beside his thighs. I lean lower so that I'm on all fours. 

Hansol keeps looking at my face while smiling like an idiot. "What are you looking at?" I lift my other eyebrow. He snakes his hands to my butt, squeezing both my butt cheeks and pulls my lower body against his. I let a little moan feeling Hansol's hard member against my ass. "You being the most beautiful boy in the whole world", he says and my face gets red. He squeezes again and thrusts his hips upwards making me whimper as my hands give up. I fall on top of Hansol and he kisses my neck before turning us around. I feel his hands lifting my legs up so he can place himself between my legs, but he doesn't let go and massages my thighs. 

I keep my eye contact until I'm too red to look. Hansol chuckles and slides hands trough my clothes and then lifting my shirt away. He throws it somewhere and takes his time to admire my body, although it makes me more red if that's even possible. "Don't just stare at me", I growl quietly waking Hansol from his trance. He scoffs and takes his own shirt away coming closer and placing both hands beside my head. Our lips get  together and Hansol starts grinding on me. While we make out he unbuttons my pants sliding them off with a bit of struggle. His fingertips feel burning as he teases me around my underwear. I moan to the kiss, wanting him to continue, and he takes the note taking my underwear off not caring where he throws them. 

The kiss breaks finally and I can breathe again. Hansol still leans close to my face placing kisses to my cheek. I stroke his hair with my other hand while the other goes down against his torso to his bulge under his pants. I stroke his dick few times making him react: Hansol groans and breathes loudly to my skin. "Seungkwan..", I giggle to his ear but he shuts me up biting to my skin, probably making a big ass mark there. I don't complain tho.

Hansol gets enough of this play and grabs my wrist pulling my hand away from him. Then he lifts up to his knees and takes his pants off, with his boxers. He hovers me and smiles looking at me, his hand finding my butt, and then my hole. His finger circles the entrance, to make me wiggle against the bed sheets, and then pushing one finger easily inside. "I can see you're the horny one here, baby", I'm about to snap to him but he pushes the finger in again and I gasp. He continues to finger me adding another finger for awhile while I'm panting already a bit. I try to get myself together, but it's a no no from my body, as I push myself onto Hansol and his long fingers. "Hansol, please..", 

He gets away and I feel empty down there. Hansol strokes my cheeks while lining he is dick against my hole, kissing me to my lips as he pushes inside slowly. I moan to his mouth and try to get a hold on to something. I wrap my arms to Hansol's back and feel our chest touch, my back rising from the bed. My sweaty hair stick out of my face when Hansol puts them aside getting fully inside of me. "I love you", I hear him whisper and groaning when he starts to move. He goes slowly first, trying to get us both used to it as I whimper under him. It feels amazing. 

Then he starts slamming onto me, sounds coming from skin slapping against skin, but also from my mouth letting out sinful moans. I feel my butt and thighs getting hot and numb. Hansol grabs my butt with both hands to get deeper and that's what he does. He hits just the right spot. My throat feels dry as I gasp loudly and whimper more. "That's my boy", Hansol whispers and lifts his torso up to a better position. My hole is being rammed over and over again, I feel like I'm in extacy or something. Hansol pants a bit and I can see him biting his bottom lip, he is close and so am I. "Shit, Hansol", I whine and it just gives him more power so he goes faster, making my high-pitched moans louder. 

I come, and Hansol smiles to me taking his dick of from inside me, giving himself a handjob to come. I lay there exhausted hands spread and legs shaking. Hansol soon comes and the white milk fills my skin. 

I stare at Hansol and he looks at me before breaking into a small and pure laughter. I join his laughter and he falls on top of me hugging me from my waist, getting himself sticky and dirty too. "We need to shower, this is nasty", I say to him kissing his forehead and he just nods placing his kisses down to my neck to my chest, not caring if his mouth catches a bit of our cum. 

My hand caress his hair, stroking it lazily. "Hansol?"

"Huh? What is it babe?"

"I love you."

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"I love you too, babe".