Angel l. heeseung
pairing : dom heeseung X sub y/n reader.
warnings : smut, non penetrative sex, dry humping, nipple sucking, mentions of alcohol, cursing. vulgar language, blow job, tit job, multiple orgasms, masturbation, oral sex, slight corruption kink, angst.
contains : stripper/exotic dancer heeseung, good girl (kinda) graduate reader, club/college au!
lee heeseung is an attractive man indeed, he’s tall, handsome, perfect physique, with just the right amount of flirtiness, and charm. he always received compliments, and praise wherever he went. he’s known for being good at everything he does. guys want to be him, and girls want him.
though all of the above is true, there is one thing he wasn’t good at, and that was finding a direction in life, since he did always have eyes on him, and high expectations. it made it hard for him to find a path that would make everyone happy, and that’s the other thing he’s wasn’t too good at, putting himself before everybody else. he always felt like he was being watched, and to extent he was, he couldn’t make a move without the judgement of others. he was forced to be an “upright citizen” he was labeled before he could even figure out who he was, and what he wanted.
he felt lost. he was always just wandering through the world alone. he had no friends, no real ones anyways, and his parents only called him to hear what his grades were. anytime he would try to tell them what he had been up to lately, they would always cut the call short saying they had something to do.
it sadden him to say the least.
now that he was coming of age, they expected him to pay for his schooling too, he needed a break, he wanted to loosen up, he wanted to lift the pressure that had weighed on him for years, and just have some fun.
all he had going for him is his looks, how far could that get you? well, you’ll soon find out.
going to the club wasn’t out of the ordinary for him. he would usually just get a few drinks, and head home, but what was out of the ordinary, was when the manager of the club eyed him down from afar, the man noticed him from across the room, noticing his figure, that perfect side profile, and of course his attractive aura. he knew he was looking at a walking bank. especially when he seen how many girls surrounded him the moment, he walked in.
heeseung never really payed attention to the girls. he just wasn’t interested. it’s not like he didn’t have his fair share of fun, but girls were almost the last thing on his to do list.
he had one, two more drinks, just before he got up to leave, he felt a hand on his shoulder, holding him still.
the stranger spoke to him.
“I have an offer for you” heeseung looked at the man confused.
“do I know you?” he didn’t recognize him from anywhere.
“no. but you could. I have a preposition for you”
“such as?” his interests was piqued.
“I want to offer you a job here, working under me, as a stripper”
he just laughed at the man before him.
“you can’t be serious” he didn’t believe his ears. him? a stripper?
his expression showed no emotion whatsoever.
“I’m dead serious, I have an eye for your type. I could sense your presence from the other side of the room, and don’t try to tell me, you didn’t notice the crowd of girls that swarmed you before you could even take a seat”
“plus, it pays good money”
he pondered on it, he needed money, and he needed it fast, it sounded like a crazy idea, but his life is crazy. and his career path wasn’t too promising. he figured why not get payed for girls to look at you?
“here’s my card, call me” heeseung looked down at the card for a good minute, before looking back up.
“no need, you have yourself a deal” he shook the managers hand, a smile coming to his face, and that’s how he became a stripper.
if he was being honest, he enjoyed it. he still got the attention, and praise that he loved, but he didn’t have to live up to anyone’s expectations, except his own. he felt free, and he was making more money, than with two jobs combined.
he had one of the vip rooms at the back of the club, it costs 400 to have him accompany you for the night, and for good reason, he was the best stripper there. anyone who attended the club always asked for him straight away. he offered lap dances, and strip tease services. since he was on the most wanted list, he could offer other services. such as clothed sex, and allowing his company to touch him, however they pleased. although he hasn’t got to the point where he wanted to go that far with someone, atleast not yet, so for the most part, he only did lap dances, he would make money depending on how long a song lasted, or if the person he was with asked for more time, a typical visit with him was about ten minutes, but usually lasted for about half hour, for every extra minute he would make extra money, and he always got really good tips.
what more could he possibly ask for?…
well, that’s where you come in to play. you were on the other side of the world so to speak. you weren’t very popular. you had a few good friends, and a very supportive family, that stayed with you throughout everything. it was always a struggle, but you took it in stride, and kept moving. you couldn’t wait for all your hard work to finally pay off, so you could thank everyone that was with you every step of the way.
there were ups and downs, but the downs never lasted that long. you couldn’t allow it. you had to make yourself proud, to show the world that you could do whatever you wanted, that leads you to today, the day of your graduation.
your whole family attended with you. cheering you on like they always had, they are your back bone in everything you do. so when you gave your speech they were the first and last people you thanked, you don’t know where you’d be without them.
wait, actually, take that back, you do know where you’d be. you found yourself at a club, with all your friends. they had convinced you, it was time to finally unwind, and stop working so hard. it’s true you’ve been working hard every since you were a child. you always knew your hard work would pay off, and it did. you were proud of yourself, and so was everyone else in your circle. they watched you grow, and they grew up along side with you. you were greatful for each and every one of them. you trusted them with your life. so when they brought you to a strip club, you didn’t think much of it.
little did you know, you had a lot in store for you. you entered the building along with your friends, they didn’t hesitate to get you a drink immediately, and just how the manager scoped out heeseung, he seen you aswell, he could tell you were new to this. he could see the look on your face. he knew you’d be an easy catch. you had a lot of people with you, so that meant a lot of money.
“what are you girls in for tonight?” he approached all of you.
“oh, hi, this is our friend y/n, she graduated today and we wanted her to have a little fun”
“I see, leave it to me. i have just the thing” you looked at your friends with a drink in your hand, they nodded at you to follow him, so you did.
he led you to a room. you arrived at a big red curtain, above the curtain, there was a red highlighted neon sign that read “angel” he opened the curtain for you, allowing you to step in, there was a red couch, and scented candles, in a dim lit room. you thought it looked really appealing, and it smelled amazing.
“take a seat, and your company will be here shortly” you could feel your heart pounding in your chest. you had no idea what to expect. you’ve never done anything like this before. you looked like a deer in the headlights, and not even the drink in your hand could settle your nerves.
not to say you even took a sip of it yet, you never drank before in your whole entire life.
the manager went to heeseung in his waiting room.
“angel, you have a little guests, she’s a pretty one, and she just graduated today, so make it special”
“you got it boss” he was left alone to get ready, interested, and kind of excited. usually all of his clientele were older, not like in their fifty’s, but just not close to the same age as him. he changed his under garments, and decided to go with something casual. he picked a black button up shirt, with black jeans. you couldn’t go wrong with black right?
he sprayed some cologne on, taking one last look in the mirror, fixing a few strands of hair that fell out of place, and he was finally ready. he made way to his room at the back, pulling the curtain open, revealing you sitting very awkward and uncomfortable looking.
the first thing he thought when he saw you was… she’s absolutely beautiful. but this definitely wasn’t your setting, so it made him feel a little uneasy.
he never had guest’s that were inexperienced with this type of thing.
he walked to the couch and sat down next to you, which caused you to scoot further away from him.
“hi, what’s your name beautiful?” you looked at him with fear in your eyes. not cause you thought he was going to hurt you, but you were so scared, and you didn’t know what to do.
“it’s, its, y-y/n” he scooted closer to you.
“so, y/n, what is a pretty girl like you here for? you don’t seem like the type.” he was trying to make you comfortable by asking you questions, he wanted to ease you into things slowly.
“my friends thought it would be a good present for my graduation” you felt so small compared to him.
“hmm, so you graduated? that means you must be tired right? and stressed?” all you could do was nod your head to every one of his questions. “let me help ease your stress love” he got up sitting behind you, his legs spread at your sides, while his hands made way to your shoulders, massaging them adding slight pressure.
you jumped under his touch.
cute. he thought to himself.
his hands felt amazing on you. you didn’t expect him to be so attractive either, he was making you more nervous by the second.
you would never admit it, but you could already feel yourself getting wet.
“does this feel good baby?” he wasn’t used to being this careful with his visitors.
“hmm” you hummed in response. relaxing just a bit more.
“I bet you’ve been working really hard.” he trailed his hands down your sides. “isn’t that right?
“you feel so tense” he added more pressure. for some reason he felt sorry for you, apart of it could have been from him being in your same position before.
he wanted to take care of you. just like how he wanted someone to take care of him.
“how are you feeling?” he asks, not talking about the massage.
“it feels really good” you said shyly.
“no, I mean how are you actually feeling?” he had already taken interest in you.
“I don’t want to burden you with my drama”
he didn’t take your response as an answer.
“you could never be a burden. just talk to me beautiful”
your heart started beating faster whenever he called you an endearing name.
“I just don’t know, even with the support of my family, and friends, things have still been really hard. for the past few years it’s just been studying nonstop, and now that I finally graduated I’m scared of what’s on the other side, I feel like I’ll just be working hard for the rest of my life without any direction.
it was the first time you ever told anyone how you were truly feeling. you knew they would support you. you just didn’t want to bother them with your problems.
you didn’t have much in common with him, but that was one thing he could relate to. it really hit home.
“it’s okay baby. just enjoy this, let go of yourself, indulge in something other than work. you deserve it, and don’t worry too much, I know you’ll figure it all out”
he was only telling you what he wished someone would have told him.
he spoke his words from past experience. “let me loosen you up” his hands fell at your sides, making their way to your uncovered thighs, squeezing them gently.
you froze instantly from his touch.
“shh, I got you” you had finally let yourself relax a bit. something about the way he spoke to you, had you feeling things you probably should not have.
his hands went further up your skirt, you leaned your head back on his chest.
just before he kissed your neck.
you heard an alarm go off, causing you to jump, it even startled him, it was the ten minute timer going off, had it been that long already? he felt like he had just gotten there.
“it’s okay baby. that’s just my timer, but that means our time together is unfortunately up” he told you.
“so soon?” he chuckles behind you.
“unless you want me to stay, but it’s extra. can a pretty thing like you afford me?” he spoke the last words into your ear. nibbling on it slightly, you felt his warm breath hitting your face.
you gulped. you’ve never had a man this close to you before.
“or maybe, I can give you a special discount, after all you are the graduation girl, would you like that?”
“yes, please” you don’t know where the hell that came from. before you could barely speak, and now you were basically begging for him to stay.
“how could I say no when you asked me so nicely?”
if only you could read his mind, you would know that he couldn’t say no. even if he wanted to. you already had him wrapped around your finger, without doing a thing.
he was literally just about to kiss you, he would have never thought of doing that with anyone else.
he got up from behind you, grabbing a remote playing, some music in the background. you just watched enamored by him.
“lay back on the sofa” you did as he told you. putting down your untouched drink.
he stood infront of you, spreading your legs open, with his, he started to unbutton his shirt. one button at a time, a smirk forming on his face. he loved seeing your eyes filled with so much desire, and lust. he made sure to drag out his movements, just to tease you. he wanted to know what it took to get someone as innocent as you riled up. he wanted to be the one to break you. to crack that innocent shell, and have you falling apart, all because of him.
he liked the way you looked under him. watching with hooded eyes, for the first time in forever. he felt self conscious with you staring at him, he wanted to know what you were thinking, he wondered if he looked bad on this angle, do I have a double chin? he thought to himself.
that faded away, when he heard your whimpers.
“please hurry” you didn’t even know what you were asking for, you just needed him to do something to you. you were already wet from when he was massaging you, and now your pussy was throbbing. he finally got rid of his shirt, throwing it over your face.
you grabbed it with both of your hands, inhaling his amazing scent, you felt him getting on top of you, rubbing at your sides, and grinding his hips into you, to the rhythm of the music playing in the background.
you moved his shirt from your face to finally see his perfectly toned body, he wasn’t really built, but his figure was slim, and muscular. your eyes darted down to his hips, watching him swivel on your waist expertly, he lowered his body down on top of yours, so you could feel more of him, he was doing his upmost best, not to get hard, he never did before. he always kept it professional. he was convinced he was only there to pleasure others, not himself, and he wanted to keep it that way.
for the sake of not getting attached to any of his clients.
although this time, it was extremely difficult when he let your hands travel all around his body, you didn’t know where this sudden boldness came from. he was bringing out something in you, you didn’t know you had. he never let any of his clients touch him. but you were an exception, he lost all of his sense’s when your fingertips traced his abs. he could feel himself getting to the point of no return. he stopped all his movements, and removed himself from being on top of you.
he took a deep breath. he felt like he was teasing himself more than you.
he had only pulled away seconds ago, but you already wanted him back. you don’t know how or why, but in just a few minutes, he had you feeling things you’ve never felt. you can’t say you never had any sexual desires, but you never acted upon them. there was never any time for it. that led everyone to believe you were the innocent type, and you were, you had no experience with guys at all.
he had plans of just proceeding his normal routine with the remaining time left, which was about five minutes. he was famous for his lap dances. so he figured that’s how he would end your session with him.
he unbuckled his belt, undoing his pants, and removing them, he wanted to give you a little show, but out of all days, he decided to wear sky blue underwear, he looked down to where you were looking with a smile on your face, he mentally faced palmed.
he was slightly embarrassed, but you enjoyed every last second of it, especially his print that was so obviously showing.
“sit up for me baby” you listen to him, just like a puppy would his master.
he sat on your lap, wrapping his arms around your neck, he put your hands on his waist securely, while he grinded on your lap. he stared deep in your eyes. heavy breaths leaving his lips. you could feel his body heat rising, his back was getting sticky with sweat.
you could feel yourself blushing.
“don’t be shy, it’s only me and you” you could feel his bulge pressed onto you. he didn’t even try to control himself anymore.
the way he was riding you, gave you such an adrenaline rush. you were fueled by pure lust.
you lowered your head to his chest, taking one of his hard perky nipples in your mouth. he was too shocked to even pull away, surprised by your bold actions. you’re the first person he ever let touch him like this. you started sucking, and swirling your warm tongue around his nipples, you began to nibble on them lightly, then licking over them to soothe him, you went back and forth, pinching, and rolling them between your fingers, not leaving either one of them neglected from your attention.
he groaned, feeling himself get hard from your administrations, but it was too late to pull away now. the alarm went off again, he didn’t hear it. too lost in the pleasure you were giving to him.
even if he did hear it, he wouldn’t have cared.
the sounds he made gave you even more of an ego boost, you reached your hand down rubbing his cock through his boxers, this time he moaned from your touch.
you continue working your hands and mouth on him, he was now rocking his hips back and forth in to your hand, he felt like he should be the one paying you honestly.
his head fell back, it was all getting to be a bit too much for him.
“you’re really good at that” he spoke shaking slightly in your lap. it had been years since someone had touched him. you were the absolute first that ever touched him like this though.
your confidence was near impenetrable at this point.
“I wonder what else I’m good at?” he pushed you on the couch, towering over you.
the alarm had rang a total of 3 times already, and you two still weren’t done.
he hiked up the skirt you were wearing, revealing your black lace panties, a stark contrast to his, much like your personality’s, he started rubbing his clothed dick on your core, moving slowly, so you could feel every inch of him.
he didn’t want to do anything to make you uncomfortable so he started off slow.
it didn’t take long before moans started falling from your lips, his hard cock pressing against your cunt felt amazing, he groped your chest with his large hands, caressing your soft breast, through the thin material of your skirt. he leaned down sucking on your neck roughly.
“fuck” you never ever cursed, but he had you doing things you’ve never done before.
he loved he could bring out this side of you. your whole innocent demeanor, completely out the window.
and don’t even get him started on the moans that were coming from those pretty lips of yours.
“you’re quite the dirty little girl, aren’t you?” he bit his lip, grinding his dick into you harder.
“says the one who calls himself angel, while doing the devil’s work” he smiled at you.
“then let’s call it even” he knew what he was about to do was extremely risky, giving the fact that this would be considered prostitution, so he opted for the next best thing, legally he couldn’t have sex with you.
he pulled his now fully hard cock out, you moaned at the sight, it was the first time you’d ever seen one in person. he was huge. his tip was a light pink color, and it was dripping lots of precum.
he pushed his dick onto your entrance, not being able to penetrate you through your underwear. still it would have to be enough, or else he would risk losing his job.
he went back and forth between thrusting and rubbing at your core. he wanted fuck you so bad. it would just be so easy to move your panties aside and slide it in so he could fuck the living daylights out of you. you could feel his cock throbbing. everything about this situation was driving you insane, and he wasn’t much better off either, desperately chasing his orgasm, rutting his hips into you like a rabbit in heat.
he wanted even more though, he had always been the greedy type.
he pushed your panties to the side, revealing how wet you were.
“did I make you like that?” he teased you.
“yes. I’m so fucking wet for you, angel” you admitted, there was no point in trying to sugar coat it.
your words went straight to his cock, making it twitch.
“fuck, you’re so damn sexy y/n” you took his cock in your hand, massaging your clit with his tip, he put his hands behind his head, as he just sat there watching you with his mouth agape, eyebrows furrowed, while tiny noises left his lips.
“angel, your cock is so big” you complement him, not being able to hold back your loud moans.
somehow when you praised him, it felt better than when anyone else did.
“is that how you like it? you wag your head in agreement. “well then, it’s all yours” he began moving his hips, matching the pace of your movement, after all this was still about you.
he levels himself with your face, just inches away from you, he didn’t think twice before connecting his lips with yours, you kissed him back with force, pulling him closer with the hand that wasn’t busy stroking his dick.
he pulled away from you reluctantly, but his erection needed a lot of attention, he was getting needy. he started rubbing his cock through your folds faster, making sure he was rubbing your clit with each and every stroke, so you could cum with him.
the music had ended. all that could be heard were heavy breathes, and low sensual moans, neither of you realized when it got so intimate, only whispers of how good you both felt, and long intense stares, but it was coming to an end all too soon.
“angel, I’m cumming” you said lowly.
“me too” he whispers on your lips, holding your face in both his hands delicately. eyes never leaving yours, not even for a second.
“oh, angel” you reached your orgasm, brows tightly knitted together, feeling him slipping through your soaked pussy lips.
the look on your face, as your orgasm washed over you, made him cum right after.
he wouldn’t have missed your expressions for the world.
“y/n” he whispered your name over and over. followed by a grunt, as he came all over your pussy, he had never came so much before, spurt, after spurt, spilled onto you, and your underwear.
you loved feeling his warm cum between your thighs.
he pulled your panties back to cover you, so his cum would stay there, he wanted you to feel him even after you left.
was that weird? maybe, but he wanted you to think about him later.
he fell on top of you breathing hard. you rested a hand on his waist.
“so, how much do I owe you?” you ask him, while trying to catch your breath as well.
“this one’s on the house” he replied, cuddling into you, completely spent.
after finally being able to catch his breath, he got up, adjusting himself back into his underwear, you saw him pick something up off a small table, then coming back to the couch.
you pulled your skirt down straightening it back out.
he extended his hand your way.
“take this beautiful, my card, incase you ever want to see me again” he winked at you, pushing his hair back. he was really, desperately hoping you’d come back. he thought that was a clear, and obvious invitation.
you took it from him with a smile, though you didn’t know if you’d ever be coming back.
maybe it was too soon for him to be feeling this way, but he didn’t care. he really just wanted to see you again.
ever since that night he was expecting you. he was hopeful. he’d always take a little extra time getting ready, incase you showed up, he starting wearing extra accessories, buying expensive cologne’s, and better outfits, he even learned more ways he could seduce you, and ways to tease you even more, and one more thing, he had shaved all his body hair for you, he wanted to feel as close to you as possible. you were making him change for the better. he woke up every day with a smile on his face, excited by the chance of meeting you again.
every day started with a smile, and every night ended with a frown. he didn’t think much after the first week you didn’t show up, but then 1 week turned into 2 weeks, and weeks had turned into 1 whole month of not seeing you. he decided to just give up on the idea, I mean who was he kidding, what would anyone want with a stripper anyways, he quickly shook off those thoughts, and just continued his life as if you never existed, and as if that night never happened.
even if it hurt his heart to do so.
you sat at the edge of your bed, you’re surprised you didn’t burn a hole through the card, from staring at it so long and hard, images of him flooding your mind, even though it had been weeks, you couldn’t forget, how he made you feel. it’s like when it was just the two of you nothing mattered, you felt free, there were no eyes on you but his. there was no pressure, just nothing but the two of you, and the pleasure you both made each other feel, you wanted to feel like that again, and again.
you knew he gave you his card, but you were still uneasy about going back. you couldn’t help but be nervous, it had been weeks since then, he probably wouldn’t recognize you if you went back anyways, but there was still something inside you, that was screaming for you to go back. you have never felt so alive. his touch ignited a flame in you, a burning desire and want for him. you craved for him, his touch, his body, his presence. he had so much more to give you, and you needed so much more. once you got a taste of him there was no going back.
he was angel no doubt. an angel that took you to heaven.
he took full control over you. the world could have been crashing down around you, but if his lips were on yours, and his cock was against your pussy, hell, who cares, as long as you had him, you didn’t need the world.
you have never gotten attached to anything so quickly, this was a whole new dimension for you, territory that you never crossed, always being too focused on working and success, you felt like you were missing out on life, after you had a go at it with him.
he didn’t even have sex with you, and you were already gone. I mean, for crying out loud, you didn’t know him from anywhere, yet he had you thinking about him, days later, you’d be lying if you said you didn’t touch yourself countless times, thinking it was him touching you, and not your hands. you didn’t lead onto it that much when you were there, but he had you losing your mind, he took away your innocents and all you wanted to do was thank him for it. you were getting wet just thinking about him, and just like the times before, you layed back in your bed, sticking your hand in your underwear rubbing yourself, you reached over to the nightstand grabbing your panties from the night you spent with him. unfortunately for you, his cum had completely crystallized, but there was still a faint scent of him, and that was more than enough for you.
you were going to see him again, you had to.
tonight was the night, you would see him again. you had done some sprucing up of your own, you did your hair and makeup. you also bought some perfume, this is the first time you ever owned a bottle. he really had you doing turns for him. you had shaven yourself completely bare, and used scented body oil after your shower, you were ready to go, but your heart wasn’t. you felt like you would have a heart attack on the way there. you drove yourself to the destination, it was pretty late but you were hoping he’d still be there.
it was around 2 in the morning, and he was wrapping up, clearing his room, getting ready for the next boring day, when he seen you weren’t coming back, all of the sudden he didn’t enjoy his job as much.
you had finally arrived. you made your way to the door opening it, seeing the familiar scene. you were confused on what to do, but just like before a guy you recognized came your way, he knew you would be back. he made his way to you just like before.
“i see you’ve come back” he smiles your way.
“it seems that way” you responded.
“let me guess” he pretends to think, “angel, right?” you wondered how he knew exactly what you were here for, but you nodded your head regardless.
“follow me” he took you to the back like before, you read the sign, that said angel on it, a smile coming to your lips unknowingly.
“I’ll let him know you’re here” he left you alone.
“angel, you have a little visitor”
he sighed, he really just wanted to go home.
“isn’t there someone else that can wait on them?” he asked annoyed.
“maybe, but this person is a return visitor, they asked for you specifically” he groaned.
“fine” he didn’t suspect it was you. he had plenty people asking for him, so the thought of it being you, never even crossed his mind.
until he walked passed his curtain, revealing that same beautiful girl he saw before, looking even more beautiful tonight. his heart pounded in his chest, he thanked god, for going the extra mile with his appearance today. he was feeling good, and he looked good.
your eyes met his before quickly looking away.
“y/n” he didn’t even try to sound cocky that you came back, or make some smart remark, he didn’t care if you knew how happy he was to see you.
“angel” he took long strides towards you, not being able to keep his distance from you any longer.
“I didn’t think you would come back”
“me neither” he stared at you for a few seconds.
he all but threw himself at you, the time window for you to react was non existent. his lips were already on yours, and who would you be to not kiss him back.
he pushed you on the couch climbing on top of you, you pulled him closer by his neck, connecting your lips once more. things were already heated. you both have wanted each other ever since that night.
“I waited for you, for weeks, and you never showed” he frowned. “I thought you forgot about me”
if you were not currently trapped under him, you would have slapped him right across the face for being so stupid.
“how could I forget you? you took away all of my innocents” he couldn’t help but smirk, remembering how you fell apart beneath him.
“maybe I should change my name to devil instead” he was becoming agitated with the clothing separating him from you.
“you look absolutely stunning baby, but I’m gonna need all of this off right now” he didn’t need to tell you twice, before you started removing every layer impatiently. he joined you stripping himself faster than he ever had.
he spread your legs wide open, placing them on his shoulders, he looked you up and down, before licking at your damp folds, your hands fisted his pink locks, the feeling was so unfamiliar to you.
“do me a favor love, get up and sit on top of me” he layed his back down on the couch, while you positioned yourself above him, you weren’t sure what he was asking, so you did your best, straddling his hips. he thought your inexperience was adorable. “higher, bring that pretty little pussy to me” you maneuvered up to his face, your knees rested at the sides of his head.
“good girl” you felt his breath fanning over you. “ride my face baby” reality only struck him moments later. he realized he might have been getting a bit too comfortable.
“I-I mean I-if you want to…” he held your hips, looking up at you, while kissing your thighs.
“I want to, but I don’t know how”
“aww, it’s okay baby, I’ll guide you.” he started moving your hips back and forth on his face.
you moaned. already feeling pleasure.
“just move slow, I’ll do the rest” he stuck his tongue out, letting you ride it. he was already hard. the taste of your pussy was immaculate. he couldn’t get enough. his nose brushed against your clit, sending a wave of pleasure throughout your body, you started shaking, your legs already feeling numb. he held you in place, sucking at the juices that flowed from your hole, it was a mixture of your arousal and his spit, it was wet, and sloppy just how he liked it, he devoured you whole.
he hummed at the taste of you, the vibrations caused you to clench involuntarily.
the way he tongue fucked you, was absolutely amazing, he transitioned from flicking at your bud, to sucking on it harshly, his face was buried between your legs, while you let him completely ravish you.
you had already reached your limit.
“I’m cumming” your orgasm came crashing down on you, it felt even better than the first time, his tongue was like magic on you.
lapping up everything you gave him. he couldn’t have been happier, he was finally able to satisfy someone.
“you’re really good at that too” he kissed your clit one last time “you’re just full of surprises aren’t you?”
“I-I wanna make you cum too” you admitted. he loved the fact that you thought about him too. he wasn’t used to anyone being considerate of him. you were making him fall for you even harder.
“is that right?” you eagerly nodded. “sit back” he got up to hover over you, his dick was mere inches from your face. you were almost drooling. “you like that?” you couldn’t even answer. you made him feel like he had so much power over you, but he knew one word from you could have him falling to his knees.
it was a dynamic he couldn’t get enough of.
“is this what you want?” he stroked himself a few times.
you nodded your head, noticing something.
“did you? umm” you noticed he was completely bare down there, you had a full view of everything, you clenched around nothing, feeling more wetness dripping from between your legs.
“all for you” he placed himself at your lips. you wrapped your mouth around his shaft, taking in half of him. he was the right length and the perfect thickness.
he may have underestimated you, even though you proved to be good at everything so far. when your mouth enveloped him, he didn’t hold back any grunts, and moans. it turned him on even more when he let you know, you were doing an amazing job. chalk that up to him not being able to be himself around others, but when he was with you, he could be so vulnerable.
you were something he needed in his daily life.
same could be said for you, you were polar opposites, but when you got a taste of the other side, you couldn’t go back.
“you’re perfect” he meant it with his whole heart.
he may not have known it, but his words were encouraging you take even more of him down your throat. if he was making you feel good, you wanted to make him feel just as good.
“y/n, p-please d-don’t stop” you couldn’t even if you tried.
you hollowed out your cheeks, nearly swallowing him whole.
he held your face in his hand, stroking your cheek with his thumb, you looked absolutely beautiful with your mouth stuffed full of his cock. you wouldn’t be able to tell he had his cock buried deep down your throat from the way he looked at you so lovingly.
“that’s it, just a bit little more” you grabbed his thighs, working your mouth on him faster. he felt himself cumming, and tried to pull away, only to have you forcing him to stay in place. just seconds later, and you could feel him releasing down your throat.
swallowing everything he gave you, letting him completely empty out in your mouth.
you removed him from your mouth, placing a kiss to his tip just like he had done to you prior.
he just smiled, collapsing down next to you.
“did I ever tell you how perfect you are?” he traced your jaw with his fingertips.
“I think so” you lowered your head, going back to your shy self.
he laced his fingers with yours, propping himself on his left elbow.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t very vocal this time, it just felt too good, I could barely speak.” a small smile coming to his face.
you wanted him to stop talking to you like he actually cared about you.
“how much is it this time?” he smile fell, he really wished you didn’t have to mention the part about money. it completely soured his mood. he knew it was his job, but when he was with you it was more than that. he was just reminded that you were only doing this for yourself. he felt so stupid for actually thinking you might have cared for him.
he got up putting his clothes back on, not even sparing you a glance.
and for the first time since he started this job, he felt used, and dirty.
“just ask at the counter” he finished getting dressed.
you instantly noticed his mood shift.
“no cuddles?” you asked him. he wanted nothing more than to hold you, but he wasn’t gonna make the same ignorant mistake again.
“it’s late. you should be heading home now” he replied coldly.
“should I come back?” you were hoping after tonight this could be something regular for the two of you.
“it’s up to you. after all I’m only here for your pleasure, you just pay me to do my job” he fastened the last button on his shirt.
you’ve never felt so hurt before.
you gathered up all this courage, just to come here and basically get dissed. you didn’t know what you expected, but it definitely wasn’t this, you had some glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe, he liked you back. but you should of known better. this was just his job, he only said sweet words to you, cause he was forced to. it didn’t mean anything. he was just really good at his job.
he tossed you your clothes before walking out leaving you feeling hurt, and sad, why did I even come back?
ever since you left, you still couldn’t get your mind off him. even after all your hard work to finally get to where you wanted to be, none of that mattered to you anymore. you didn’t care about anything that didn’t involve him. you couldn’t focus on daily life tasks, without him creeping up in your mind every single time.
he basically kicked you out, and told you he didn’t care if you came back or not, what happened? you thought, first he was calling you baby, and love, and now it seemed like he couldn’t care less about you. you had mixed feelings about it all, his eyes looked so genuine, but with the way he treated you, made you feel like you didn’t matter at all.
you still wanted him, you craved him. that part about grass being greener never hit so hard before. it definitely was greener, it was everything you needed to sustain life it felt like.
you had an addiction. you were going to go back, even if it would break your bank account. you have to have just one more night, to clear your mind, get answers and end whatever this relationship was, you just had to figure things out for yourself.
luckily for you, you applied to study abroad, you were just hoping you would get accepted. then after all this mess was over between you and him, you could just get away, and pretend like this never happened, to just erase this part of life completely, and move on.
heeseung’s mind was on auto pilot since the last time he met with you, he was conflicted, and confused.
he didn’t know how you were feeling after what he did to you, he knew you couldn’t have been hurt by it, cause you didn’t have any real feelings or attachment to him. he still wanted you back though, he remembers how he crossed over to the other side, when you came along, he entered a portal with no exit, there’s was no backing out now. even though he knew you didn’t want him, he wanted you.
he thinks to himself, if you were to come back he would treat you even better than last time, he would give the best orgasm of your life, let his touches linger for just a bit longer, kiss you harder, and have you screaming his name so loud the whole entire world could hear, that’s how much he wanted you.
was it an exaggeration? no. absolutely not.
that’s why when you weren’t around, he’d smile at the thought of you, and at night when he rested his head on his pillow he would get hard, visualizing you on top of him, and when he finally went to sleep, even his dreams were full of nothing but you. even though he kept getting hurt he wouldn’t deny you if you came back to see him. his love for you was so strong, that the pain he felt when you left wasn’t bad enough to make him stop, and that’s saying a lot seeings how his heart felt like it fell to his stomach, and he felt sick when you were gone.
that’s just how much he cared about you.
you found yourself on that oh so familiar couch, tapping your foot, and twittling your thumbs.
heeseung had to wait one whole week to see you, to him it felt like years.
call him crazy, but every time he laid eyes on you, you got even more beautiful than before.
before you could utter any words, his lips were already attacking yours. you wanted to tell him how you truly felt, you didn’t come prepared with a speech cause you wanted everything to be completely organic.
but once his lips hit yours, and his hands roamed your body, you forgot what you even came to do.
“I missed you” he mumbled into your neck. he spoke in between kisses. “so, so much”
you wanted to believe that so bad. but you knew he was just doing what he had to do to keep his pockets full.
and since you were too weak from even a single touch, you couldn’t protest,
you let him have you however he wanted, once you started there was no stopping.
but that had to come to an end.
“I just bet you did” he could hear the sarcasm in your voice.
“I always miss you when you’re not here” he was just going to let everything out.
“you miss me, or do you miss my money?”
he pulled away from you sitting up right.
“I wouldn’t have said that if I didn’t mean it.” he was getting offended by your choice of words.
“well, it’s hard for me to believe all those words you spoke to me, let’s not forget you’re just a stripper that’s here only for my pleasure.” you threw his words back at him.
he got up heading to a small drawer in his room.
“do you really think you’re the only one coming to see me? I have more money than I even know what to do with.
he pulled the drawer out, walking back towards you.
“you see this!? he yelled startling you. dumping the money all over the couch, some of it even falling on you in the process.
“and there’s plenty fucking more where that came from. if it was about the money, you would have known by now. if this was even about money to begin with, I would have never allowed you to even touch me.
you looked at him confused as to what he meant by that.
“you know when this whole thing between us started, I left out one very important detail, and I think it’s time I should let you know. i’ve never even thought about doing the things I do with you to anyone else. you’re the first person I ever let kiss me. you’re the first person I allowed to be close with me, hell, you’re the only girl that I’ve ever had any real interest in. you’re the first person that I’ve met, that made me feel like I was enough.
his eyes softened, dropping the drawer from his hands, you heard sniffles coming from him, that was the only sound that could be heard.
“call me crazy, but I’m in love with you” a single tear rolled down his cheek.
“I know it’s stupid. but before you I had nothing, well except for money” he laughed at himself, he could only imagine how ridiculous he looked, and sounded to you.
“why do I even try anymore” he said in a whisper. “I know I’m making you uncomfortable, so you can just go.
he turned away from you, before he let the rest of his tears fall.
“and y/n, I’m sorry, that I ever gave you the impression that it was only about money, at the time I just couldn’t tell you how I felt, I was too afraid. it wasn’t supposed to end this way.
you got up, making your way to him, you wrapped your arms around his waist, back hugging him.
“this doesn’t have to be the end, it could be the beginning, I came here to tell you my feelings towards you, but when you kissed me so suddenly I couldn’t think straight, all I wanted was you. I thought I was a fool for thinking you could ever have feelings for me. but no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t get you out of my head, ever since the night we first met”
“if you’re crazy, than I must be insane for falling in love with a man who never even told me his real name” you hugged him tighter.
are my ears working? no. it can’t be. he didn’t hear that right, it was all just a dream, an illusion.
great now I’m hallucinating.
he turned around to look at you.
“falling in love with what now?” he didn’t believe it.
“you. dummy, I’m in love with you” he still didn’t believe it.
“who’s you?” he couldn’t believe it.
“angel, I fell in love with you”
so his ears were working perfectly fine.
he stared in your eyes, his started to water again, his expression shifted from a smile to a frown.
he squeezed you so hard you could barely breathe.
he captured your lips in a messy tear filled kiss.
“I’ve only ever heard those words from you in my dreams.” you wiped away his tears, and led him back to the couch making him sit on it.
“you dream about me?” you questioned him.
“all the time” you massaged his thighs.
“tell me what you dream about” you tugged on his pants signaling him to raise his hips so you could pull them off.
“do you really want to know?”
“tell me everything” you releases him from the confines of his pants, you really had to wonder why he was already so hard, you hadn’t even touched him yet.
I dreamt about you, touching me” you grabbed his cock stroking it lightly.
“keep going” you spat in your hand to make the slide on his shaft more comfortable for him.
“I had dreams of your mouth wrapped around me, a-and the taste of you on my tongue, and what It’d feel like to be inside of your pussy” you pumped him a bit faster, he watched you with a raised eyebrow.
“then I suppose, that you’ve never dreamt about this before” you pulled your top down, exposing your bare chest, normally you would have been shy, but you were too focused on pleasuring him tonight.
you placed his dick between your tits rubbing them up and down stimulating his length.
“i guess I haven’t” his eyes rolled back in his head, you always did something that he never expected, your confidence was making even more aroused.
every time he was with you, it was like a new and exciting adventure.
“you know, I’ve thought about you too” his eyes widened in response, there was no way he could speak. the sight of your perfect breast, and your hardened nipples, as his dick was slotted perfectly between them, had his mind completely blank.
“I even still have the panties that you came in”
he didn’t know how you were telling him this so easily, but he was more than delighted to hear it.
“I touched myself imagining it was you instead.”
his head was spinning, he didn’t know how you could sound so innocent, while saying such filthy words to him.
now the image of you touching yourself was seared into his brain.
his tip was leaking, you used his precum to make his cock slip through your breast with ease.
“even though your cum had completely dried, I could still smell you on them, I touched myself with only you on my mind countless times.
“fuck, y/n” he moaned, feeling his sensitive tip sliding on your warm chest.
“I guess we’re both a little dirty” you say feeling him throbbing between your breast.
“y/n, stop teasing” he whines.
you squeezed you breast tighter on him, sliding up and down faster, you lower your head to let his tip enter your mouth.
all his muscles tensed, he felt chills run down his spine, you had him falling apart.
a string of curses left his lips.
“y/n, I’m cu-“ he couldn’t finish his sentence before his load was shooting all over your mouth and chest.
you would always be amazed by how much cum he released every time he orgasmed.
he fell back on the sofa, his whole body shook in pleasure, his legs were numb. he was completely paralyzed from the orgasm you gave him.
you licked his cum from your lips, he tasted even better than before, you layed down next to him.
resting your head on his chest, while he used the last bit of his energy to wrap his arms around you, it was an awkward angle, and your clothes were still half way on but neither of you cared.
“what’s my total?” you joked with him.
“I think that’s the only thing you’re not good at” he poked your shoulder lightly.
“but your mouth feels amazing on my dick” you looked at him with wide eyes.
“oh my god” you wanted to hide.
“you don’t have to be so blunt about it”
“well, how else would you know?”
“ I think I might have an inkling, from how much you always cum, or how your legs shake when your about to-“
“y/n! that’s enough. I think I get it” his ears were flushed red.
“are you sure? another way I can tell is from how fast you cu-“ he cupped your mouth, to stop you from speaking.
“I got it” he took a deep breath. you both lazily readjusted your clothes to their original state. before getting comfortable again.
“so where do we go from here?” he asked you.
your phone got an alert, before you could answer him.
“shoot” you groaned reaching for your phone.
“can’t that just wait for now?” he was obviously annoyed.
it couldn’t. you had been waiting on a call, from the university you applied for, you were anticipating the response for awhile.
and much to your excitement, and dismay, it was a message from them, saying you had just got accepted. what were you going to tell him now? this was not what you were planning on.
your heart dropped. you turned your phone off, laying back down with him.
“so, was it that important, that you had to leave me alone?” you shook your head.
“it’s nothing” you lied to him.
“good, so, about my question?” he looked at you, those expectant beautiful shining eyes of his, looking at you with the same amount of love as he did before, if not more.
“you know I love you right?”
“yeah, you just told me silly, how could I forget so soon?”
“and I’d never do anything to hurt you” you grabbed his hand lacing his fingers with yours, bringing it to your face and kissing his knuckles.
“so promise me when I tell you this, you won’t think otherwise” his stomach was starting to feel queasy.
he nodded his head slowly.
and once you seen his smile disappearing you couldn’t bring yourself to tell him.
so you told a little white lie.
“I want to spend the rest of my life with you” and just like that his beautiful smile was gracing his gorgeous face once more.
“oh goodness, I’m so happy” he giggled. “you had me worried for a second there” he kissed your forehead, sighing into your hair.
“y/n, you’re literally the only thing that keeps my world spinning” he made sure that ever word he spoke to you was nothing but the truth
“what if I told you, that I can’t breath without you”
“well, let me think” he tapped his chin. “I would say something along the lines of... I guess you’re pretty lucky, cause you’ll never be without me”
he held you tighter, as if to say he would never leave you.
you couldn’t hold back the tears, that were threatening to fall.
you just hugged him as tightly as possible, sobbing onto his chest.
“y/n, hey, what’s wrong?” he examined your face, you were making him worry.
“I just love you so much” you were crying cause you knew you’d be leaving, and you only just got him.
he wiped your tears, while chuckling softly. you could hear his heart beat pick up, and his laughter radiating in his chest.
it was like music to your ears.
“I love you too” he couldn’t have been happier. he finally felt like he belonged. after all this time of searching and hoping. you came to him out of nowhere, with as terrible as his life was, and yes, “was” before you his life was a mess, but after you came along, you turned it completely around. now his life is perfect. he’d do everything all over again, if you’d be waiting for him at the end of it all. he couldn’t wait to spend the rest of his days with you. his mind already racing with ideas of what you and him could do together.
you two always seemed to be opposites.
you couldn’t have been sadder. your heart was breaking, and there was nothing you could do to put it back together.
you just layed in his arms, attempting to delay the inevitable.
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