Promiscuous- LHS (M)
Part 3
Pairing: Street Racer!Heeseung X Female Reader
Genre: Angst, Smut (Dom!Heeseung, Car Sex, Oral male!recieving, Unprotected Sex), Ex Lovers to lovers
Synopsis: Dragged to an illegal race with your roommate, you come in contact with an ex from high school. Deciding to give your relationship one more chance you’re met with the challenges of having to deal with not one, but three baby mothers, three children, and multiple run ins with the police every week. Will you stay, or is your relationship doomed to be nothing more than another mistake?
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“I hate that bitch.” Hana groaned as she tapped away at her cracked device in an attempt to get her broken phone to turn on. It was no use at that point, there was no way she could have revived her phone.
“That doesn't mean you can go all Hulk on her in a public setting, right Yeonjun?”
You didn't even have to wonder why Hana had behaved the way she did earlier. You should have been back in the bar enjoying drinks with your new friends, but Hana showed everyone that she could not be left alone without proper supervision in public.
You see, Hana was a firecracker with an active flame always lit near it that inched closer to the fuse every time someone or something pissed her off. Unfortunately, that night it was Sofia. You were not able to properly monitor her, so the first thing you saw when you exited the restroom was a very angry Hana clutching a broken phone in her hand as she lunged across a table and onto Sofia who you assumed had 'accidentally’ broken her phone.
She continuously ripped away at Sofia’s extensions while the young woman screamed out in pain. It took two people and a miracle to finally pry Hana off of her. You barely had time to say goodbye to Heeseung before you and Yeonjun had to physically drag her out of the bar and into the parking lot where you two were seated in the back of her car.
“Did you win at least?” Yeonjun questioned and you groaned at his response.
“Hell yeah I won” Hana exclaimed, jumped slightly to reach her boyfriend’s raised hand.
“You two are unbelievable, did you know that” you breathed out and threw your head back onto the headrest before instantly jerking yourself up at the sound of a loud crack right before the headrest went tumbling down. You’d think as a mechanic’s girlfriend Hana would have kept her car in a better condition.
Turning to meet your gaze, Hana stared at you in disbelief for a moment before speaking “What about you huh?”
“What about me Hana?” you exhaled, as you felt the incoming headache that was long overdue. You had contemplated downing a couple of tylenol once you got back to the apartment.
“Why were you in that bathroom with Heeseung for so long?” Hana pestered. She continued to poke at your side, waiting for your answer. Had she not been one of your best friends you would have kicked her. You contemplated doing it for a moment but ultimately decided against it because you didn't want to end up like Sofia.
You shrugged, not giving in to her excessive attempt to get you to talk. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“So you want to play dumb huh?” she questioned, picking at her nails, a nasty habit she had picked up since she had stopped smoking a couple of months ago. You looked down in humiliation as the atmosphere around you suddenly got warmer at the thought of Heeseung.
“Um..I’d rather not say right now,” you mumbled, your voice almost inaudible as you gestured towards Yeonjun in the front seat, who you did not feel comfortable enough to share personal information with yet.
“He doesn’t care, he probably won’t remember what you say by tomorrow.” She chuckled at you and wrapped an arm around your shoulder in a playful manner.
“I can plug my ears if you want,” Yeonjun suggested. You couldn’t help but slightly cringe at the young man’s comment as you pondered on how the situation would have ended. “I want to make it home alive if that's okay with you Yeonjun,” you fired back, as you wished that he would have kept both of his hands on the wheel.
“Just whisper it to me” she pleaded.
Having given in to her antics you leaned over and whispered to your roommate the events that had occurred earlier in the night, making sure not to leave out any details. You watched as she squealed and flailed her arms in excitement before engulfing you in a bone crushing hug.
“Oh my God! Can I tell Beomgyu?”
“Please don’t,” you begged, “he’s never gonna shut up about it.” Knowing your other roommate you knew he would judge you, just as he did every other day of the year. He was quite snobby for someone who spent their days wallowing in self pity. “I’m gonna tell him anyway, you know that already.” Hana proclaimed, as she reached over and nudged your shoulder.
“I’d prefer it if you didn't,” you sighed. Lifting your head up you were met with the sight of Hana waiving a track of long black hair in front of your face. You hoped it hadn't come from where you thought it did.
“Please tell me that isn't Sofia’s.”
However, your suspicions were confirmed when Hana broke out into an almost cynical toothy grin. “Well it obviously aint mine, that's for damn sure.”
“What am I gonna do with you?”
“You are so lucky I love you. You know that right?” Hana reminded you for the fifth time that night.
You sighed, as you kicked off your shoes, thankful that you were able to give your feet some much needed relief after a long night. “I know, you remind me everyday.” you mumbled.
Bending down to pick up Hana’s jacket she had unsuccessfully tried to throw on the coat rack you took off your jacket, only to realize you were still wearing Heeseung’s. Hana still hadn’t noticed as she was still high off of adrenaline, only focusing on the conversation at hand. “Having that bitch in my car was the absolute worst part of my week.”
“It was that bad?” You asked, voice barely above a whisper, not wanting to wake Beomgyu up. It was still pretty late, so you just assumed he was sleeping as any responsible adult would have been at that time. She blew out a harsh breath before responding, “I would have rather spent the night with Beomgyu, yes it was bad.”
“I heard my name,” a voice queried from the living room, lo and behold there he was, your other roommate laying down on the sofa, staring mindlessly at the ceiling, and surrounded by various snacks. Your snacks. The T.V. was on, but no sound came out as ‘The Nightmare before Christmas’ played on the screen.
“Good, because we were talking about you.” Hana shot back, plopping down on the sofa next to Beomgyu who had sat up at the sound of his name. “When are you not?” The young man fired back, “Anyways, how was the race?”
Snatching your jumbo bag of pink Starburst out of his hand, you threw yourself over your roommates, who had taken up all the space on the two-seater, before you let out an overdramatic huff. “Chaotic, but enticing. You should come next time.”
“Hard pass.” Beomgyu protested, “You two were gone for a long time and I’m not willing to be out that late.”
“We went out for drinks with some friends afterwards,” you perked up. Beomgyu rolled his eyes, it had gotten increasingly harder for him to decline Hana’s invitation, now that she had strung you along as well. “And nobody died? I find that hard to believe.”
“Well... Hana pulled out this girl's extensions after she broke her phone.” you proclaimed and stuffed your mouth with the strawberry flavored candy. Beomgyu was not shocked as this had happened many times before, however, he wasn't ready for Hana to snitch on you. Hana cleared her throat before glaring at you. “She got fingered by a dude in an old bathroom.”
Clutching his throat Beomgyu let out sporadic coughs as he started choking on the soda he was drinking. It took about five seconds for him to catch his breath. The way he stared at you was as if you had just committed murder in front of him. If anyone would have walked in on your conversation at that exact moment they would have been met with great confusion. “I beg your pardon?”
Raising your hands to your chest in defense, you tried to make sense of the situation.“He’s an ex. We dated in high school for a while.” you stammered out. Beomgyu continued to stare at you, trying to understand how so much had happened within the span of a few hours. “I wasn't aware that I lived in a whore house,” he paused, “Is he at least hot?”
“Very” you nodded. ‘Hot’ was probably an understatement. Beomgyu raised an eyebrow in confusion, unsure of how attractive Heeseung actually was. “On a scale from the cute dude at the cafe down the street to the dude across the hall?”
“He’s hotter than the dude across the hall. Like 10 times hotter,” you responded, not needing another moment to think of an answer. Your roommate rolled his eyes in disbelief, “That's literally impossible.”
Hana leaned over, showing him his picture on her phone she had taken of everyone a few weeks back for Yeonjun’s scrapbook he had been making. “He's the third one from the right on the second row. The one with the pretty teeth” she replied, handing her phone off to Beomgyu.
“Holy shit. You said he's your ex right?” Beomgyu questioned, eyes widening at the sight of Heeseung, to which you nodded.
“You're a dumbass.” Your eyes widened as he continued to throw insults at you. “In my defens-” you tried to reason with him, only to be interrupted by him. “Save your excuses because I do not want to hear them. You fumbled bad.”
“You should have been there,” you interjected and grabbed one of the decorative bowls full of marbles that Hana kept on the table and mindlessly played with the pieces before having it snatched out of your hands by the devil herself.
He sighed and threw his head back ever so dramatically, “I had prior commitments and you know that.”
“Leave the neighbor alone please,” you pleaded. You were getting tired of the young girl asking you to relay a message to him everytime he ghosted her, something that happened quite frequently these days. Beomgyu scoffed, paying no mind to your words as he brushed you off.
“Did you clean up your mess this time? Or will we be expecting a new addition to the apartment very soon?” Hana teased. With Beomgyu's situation it seemed more like a possibility now than ever. You and Hana actually had a small jar in your closet labeled 'Beomgyu's Accidental Baby Support Fund’ that you both contributed a few dollars a month to. You know? Just in case.
It seemed as if every month you and Hana were contributing more and more money to the fund. Beomgyu found the jar one time as he was digging through your closet, looking for your secret stash of oreos. Needless to say, he was not humored.
“That only happened twice Hana” Beomgyu whined, “Once with the neighbor and once w-”
“I don't want to hear about your sexcapades Beomgyu. This is my last offer. Come to the race with us next week.”
“That sounds more like a demand,” he spoke as he grabbed the remote to turn off the T.V. As if on cue you and Hana leaned in closer and stared him down, using your last line of persuasion, puppy dog eyes and pouts. “Oh my god, stop, that's disgusting. If I say yes will you two let me sleep?” he whined, trying to nudge the two of you away from him.
“Yes,” you and Hana answered in sync. It was almost terrifying how nonchalantly you two managed to perform similar actions and speak at the same time. Beomgyu rolled his eyes once more that night before reluctantly agreeing. “Okay then yes.”
With that you and Hana started making it up the stairs until you stopped midway. A burning question lingered on your mind, you ignored the dissatisfied groan that Hana let out and returned your gaze to Beomgyu once again. “Wait, why are you sleeping on the couch?”
“My sheets got ruined and I didn't want to walk across the building to wash them.” You stood there, shocked, but not completely shocked at the same time. Hana raised her hand, flicking your forehead before she gestured for you to get the hell out of her way. “I'm looking for new roommates tomorrow,” she mumbled, and left you to nurse your bruised forehead on the stairwell.
Once the next night rolled around you had already had three pep talks from Beomgyu, two Ibuprofens, and one very encouraging reminder of the imminent dangers of STDs from Hana. With all the support from your roommates you were still very nervous for your date with Heeseung. Having gone through almost ten different outfits, you continuously wondered if you were overdressed.
The restaurant was space themed. The scenery made it look like it was straight from the movie Zenon, a film you adored much as a child. The servers were dressed like astronauts and rode around on roller skates, a concept you had not seen before in any other eatery. “I haven’t been anywhere like this before. This place is really cool.”
“It's not much. I wanted to take you somewhere nicer but I didn't think you would really like a quiet dinner.” Heeseung spoke as he flipped through the oversized menu that almost completely covered his face.
“Good observation,” you replied. “Everything looks good. I don't know what to get.”
“Should I just order for you again then?” He teased.
“No,” you answered, “the last time you ordered something on my behalf it spilled all over me and I'm not willing to risk that again. Also this is Hana’s dress and she'd murder me for getting it dirty.”
The night went on well, despite the restaurant being so busy that your orders had been taken almost an hour ago, you and Heeseung were able to pass the time by talking about anything you could think of, as well as shamelessly flirting at times. Both of you were so engrossed in the conversation that the two of you almost didn’t notice Heeseung’s phone buzz on the table.
The mumbling on the other side seemed almost childlike as whoever was on the phone with Heeseung was practically screaming through the phone. This, however, did not seem to phase him as he continued to listen attentively to whoever was talking. You tried not to be rude and listen in on his conversation but it became increasingly harder as you heard him mumble something along the lines of ‘daddy’s busy right now.’
“Give me one minute okay?” he grumbled, and excused himself from the table, obviously annoyed with the interruption. Before you could acknowledge his words he had made his way towards the back exit. You craned your neck to make sure he was gone before grabbing your phone from the table and dialing the only person you could have in that moment. Thankfully they had picked up after two rings.
“What's up?” Hana answered. The sounds of the T.V playing in the background mixed with the excessive whales of the microwave she kept in her room let you know she was watching.
“Heeseung has a child,” you blurted out, as you somehow managed to capture the attention of the elderly couple next to you.
You sighed and slid down further into the booth. “I’m not sure if I heard him correctly but he got a phone call and he called the person on the other end Pumpkin and then said “Daddy’s busy right now” so I'm sure he has a kid.”
“Fuck. What if he's a sugar baby or a sugar daddy? Or MAYBE he's a pimp and he's trying to recruit you to be one of his hoes because you know dudes like that whole fake innocence thing you've got going on.”
You rolled your eyes at your roommates' excessive rambling while she continued to throw out baseless conspiracies about Heeseung’s life. “Heeseung doesn't really look like a gigolo Hana.”
“That's tru- oh my god I just thought of something.”
“What if Sofia is his baby mama and that's why she's so attached to him. That would be priceless.”
“Holy shit, does that make me a homewrecker? Hana what am I gonna do?” You panicked, the reactions of the old couple next to you turned from that of pure shock, and into sorrow for the young naïve girl next to them.
“Hold on girl, I'm coming to pick you up.”
“What are you gonna say when you get here huh? I can't just up and leave without a reason.”
Hana groaned in frustration. “Fuck. I don't know. I'll say Beomgyu got hit by a car.”
“You can't say that!” you whispered, trying not to draw any more attention to your conversation.
“I’ll think of something okay? I'm on my way.”
“Would it be rude to leave? Like. I really like him. If I leave right now because I think he has kids will that make me seem shallow?”
“Would it make you shallow to not want to have a child when you can't even take care of yourself?”
Silence fell over the two of you as you aimlessly played with the napkin dispenser on your table. She was right, but you were too scared to admit it. The sound of keys jingling on the other line brought you back to your senses and as you were about to respond, Hana had beat you to it. “You're killing me. I'm getting in my car right now, you have five seconds to tell me what you want to do.”
“I don't kno- Wait. Abort. Abort. He's coming back” you warned.
“Beautiful choice of words,” Hana joked. “I'm still coming though. I'm gonna sit in the parking lot in case you want to back out.”
“I love you dude.” You sighed in relief, unsure of whether you would need her or not. You made a mental note to repay her in the near future.
“You better.” she sighed, before she finally hung up.
As soon as your food arrived you two were good as gone from the table and on your way to his car. Your waitress had explained that the restaurant would be closing early due to warnings of potentially dangerous weather nearing.
Needless to say you were both displeased with your date being cut short, but Heeseung reassured you that there was no need to worry as he had planned to take you to see the stars from the highest point of the city. You just hoped he didn't see your two roommates trailing him in Hana's old run-down, vibrant red vehicle.
“I have a question,” Heeseung mused.
“Are you aware that your roommates have been following us for the past 20 minutes in Hana’s prehistoric car?”
Did you mention that it squeaks? Because it squeaks. You could probably even go as far as to say it quacks slightly.
“Yes… I can hear it. It's a thing we do for safety, it's nothing against you. Really, but I told them I didn't need them to come,” you reassured. You didn't want him to think that you had called your roommate in a panicked manner back at the restaurant.
“It's okay, you can tell them I'm not going to kidnap you.”
“They're not gonna stop following us. Trust me.” you sighed, rubbing the back of your neck.
“Well then, let's give them a show.” You watched as Heeseung pulled over to the side of the abandoned road that had only been used for their races. “Get in the back seat.”
You could barely register what was going on before Heeseung reached over and unbuckled your seatbelt, as he ushered you to climb over the elbow rest. “Ladies first.”
It was hard to maneuver through the cramped space. You wondered how the people in the movies did it so effortlessly because you were one wrong move away from hitting your head.
You mentally scolded yourself for wearing heels as your pump got stuck in the air vent, an action that caused you to almost fall face first into the back seat if it wasn't for Heeseung's quick reflexes. “Take the slippers off Cinderella,'' he chuckled, his deep laugh sent a chill up your spine. “I promise I’ll return them if you lose one.”
Your attempt at keeping your balance had failed as you reached back to remove your shoes, only to be met with a face full of seat. Heeseung thought it was cute how clumsy you were, but you remained mortified as you tried to get your life together. It could have been worse. You could have fallen into the takeout boxes.
“I didn't think you would fall for me so soon.”
“Stop, this is embarrassing,” you whined, as you covered your face in an attempt to shield yourself from the embarrassment.
“Sorry, let me fix that.” Your air felt limited, hot even. It only seemed to get hotter as Heeseung effortlessly pulled you into his lap. He wasn't rough, but he definitely used enough force for your breathing to hitch slightly. It wasn't everyday that you got the chance to say that you straddled an attractive man in the back of an expensive ass car while he ran his hands over your backside.
His face was just centimeters away from yours, taking a moment to take in the sight of a very flustered young woman in front of him before he collided his lips with yours.
Heeseung had been the only person to kiss you that way, none of your exes could even compare. His lips were soft, almost pillow-like against yours. His palm was hot against your cheek as he pulled you in closer to deepen the kiss. The feeling was damn near addicting, so it didn't take long for you to return the kiss; throwing your arms around his shoulders, you allowed yourself to melt into his embrace.
Heeseung placed a hand on your back, sliding his hand around and placing it just below the curve of your behind. He returned his gaze to your eyes as he allowed his hands to wander around to your backside.
“You look good in black” he admitted into your ear. His warm breath fanned over your skin and left you feeling goosebumps.
You felt as his lips trailed, quick pecks against your jaw before he quickly pulled back, lips barely touching yours.
“Good. I wore it just for you,” you replied cockily.
Holding the back of your legs, he hauled you closer to him, causing a little gasp to escape from your throat. Heeseung lifted your arms around his neck and pulled you in closer. His lips barely brushed against yours as he spoke. “I must be special.”
Your cheeks heated slightly at his words. You barely had any time to react before he leaned in for another kiss and quickly snuck his hands around your waist.
Too engrossed in the kiss, you didn't notice how his fingers danced down to the hem of your short dress. He fiddled with the material gently as you chased each other with your lips. Adjusting you on his lap, he waited until he was satisfied with your position before he slipped his hand under the material of your dress and eagerly pulled your panties off.
Heeseung's eyes locked to your parted lips as you swallowed nervously. The look of desire and lust in his eyes was evident. “I can't wait to taste you again,” he replied smugly and chuckled lightly when you shifted nervously in his lap.
He leaned up and brushed his lips against yours again before he turned and left a trail of butterfly kisses down your neck and over your collarbone. He continued his assault on your neck until he heard you exhale in frustration.
“Wait,” you breathed out. “Let me treat you this time."
“But I’m treating you now,” Heeseung countered.
“Well, this time I'm offering” you shot back eagerly. Your new and sudden burst of confidence shocked the both of you.
“Well....” Heeseung stopped himself. “You're full of surprises princess.” With a small smile, he released you and shrugged off his jacket.
“I try,” you said with a playful smile, as your finger brushed his cheek. You assisted him in removing his shirt and then reached down to undo the clasp of his belt. Heeseung couldn't help but grin as he witnessed your delicate hands work the buckle on his pants quickly.
Confined by the small area of his backseat, you carefully sank to your knees in front of him. His dark eyes sparkled as he watched your hands pull the rest of his pants off in one swift motion. Heeseung didn't even have the chance to protest before you pulled his briefs off his hips and onto the ground.
His thick member sprung up as you stared at it with widened eyes. He couldn't help but to smile down at your shocked expression. Taking him in your hand, you slightly jerked your hand up and down to rile him up.
Heeseung threw his head back and let out a long groan at your touch. “Remember Y/N, you can back out at any second.”
"I want to do this," you breathed out, "wanna make you feel good Hee."
He grunted in response. His hand caressed your cheek softly, as he stared down at you as you carefully took him into your mouth, inch by inch. You started slowly, but soon enough lips found their rhythm.
"You're good at this," Heeseung complimented as you bobbed your head. "The best," you replied with a sly grin as you twirled your tongue around the head of his cock.
Heeseung let out a small groan at the feeling of your warm lips around him, his breathing grew heavier than it had been before. He seemed content just to let you take control and suck him off as you pleased, but that didn't stop him as he grabbed a handful of your hair and slowly guided your head on his member. "You like this, don't you," Heeseung chuckled, as he continued to caress your hair.
Suddenly he started to thrust his hips forward into your mouth. The abrupt movement caught you off-guard. Your mouth dropped as you gagged slightly, and Heeseung's grip on your hair tightened as your throat pulsed around him.
"Such a good girl,” he continued. “All for me. Right baby?"
Heseung let out a small whine as you pulled off his cock with a loud pop. "Yes, all for you."
You gave him a small wink before you took him back into your mouth. Heeseung didn't have to ask you twice to continue as you bobbed your head up and down again, going faster as his groans grew in volume. You used his praises as motivation to get him to his peak. As he let out a shuddering breath, he called out your name.
His eyes met yours, as he grasped onto your hair tightly, his dark eyes piercing into your own. Heeseung’s member twitched in your mouth slightly as you began to take his entire cock all the way down your throat. With a short, sharp jerk, Heeseung thrusted his hips into your mouth again. You gagged slightly and tears welled in your eyes at the pressure applied to the back of your throat.
“Are you okay princess?” Heeseung choked out.
“I-I can keep going,” you replied through your cheeks as you pulled off. You knew you could take more, you had before. But for some reason Heeseung seemed to be a challenger for you.
Heeseung's hand reached for your chin and slowly forced you to look up at him.
You let out a long, drawn out “Mmhmm” as his thumb gently rubbed against the corner of your lips.
You used your free hand to wipe the tears from your eyes, and breathed deeply for a few seconds before you took his cock back into your mouth. You continued at the same pace you had before. This time, you were careful not to gag, but as you pulled back to take in a breath you felt him twitch in your mouth again.
“Fuck,” Heeseung groaned as he thrusted into your mouth again, slower than before. You slowed your pace slightly, but kept your mouth in a loose circle around him.
The next few minutes were filled with deep, guttural grunts from Heeseung. Each time he hit the back of your throat, you gagged slightly, but you quickly regained your composure and continued to take him in.
Heeseung turned his hand to cradle your head as he thrusted upwards with a groan. Your mouth became numb after only a few minutes as you were now accustomed to his size and length. He let out a long, low groan as he used his other hand to stroke the back of your head.
You looked up at him through half-lidded eyes. The corners of your lips parted as you waited for him to tell you he was close.
Heeseung let out another low growl as he pulled your mouth off his cock, panting heavily. "Fuck,” he groaned and withdrew from your mouth. “I don't wanna cum yet.”
“You don't?" you questioned.
"I wanna fuck you first" he replied as a cocky grin formed on his face.
In one swift motion, Heeseung pulled you back onto his lap. He took hold of the hem of your dress and pulled it up, revealing your bottom half to him.
He slid a finger over your bare crotch, running it along your folds. A small gasp escaped your lips at his sudden movements. He smiled at your reaction, and caressed your right thigh with his free hand. He gently rubbed his hand up and down your thigh as you squirmed in his lap. You shivered slightly at the contact, and shuddered slightly when he continued his journey up your leg.
"So wet," Heeseung replied. His finger continuously slid between your folds, and stopped just short of your clit. He pulled small moans out of you as he repeatedly his actions. He grinned to himself as louder moans spilled from your lips.
Heeseung smirked up at you, as you gazed at him with wide eyes. "Do you like this, baby?" he asked.
"Y-yes,” you stammered. Heeseung ran his finger along your slit once more and reveled in how good you looked in his lap, lips swollen as the moonlight fell over your skin.
He grabbed your hand and placed it on his shaft and stroked his cock with you. You tensed lightly as his hard on rubbed against your palm, once again aware of his size.
Heeseung grinned confidently again, and thrust into your hand. You closed your eyes, letting out a small gasp at the feel of his cock in your hand.
"Ready?" he asked, taking over your actions, as he stroked his cock.
“Y-yes,” you breathed out. You barely trusted yourself to form complete sentences, afraid your voice might have given out. "I'm ready."
Without hesitation, Heeseung gently laid you onto your back, letting you lay flat against his leather seats. He swiftly climbed atop you and lowered his body onto yours.
His cock pushed against your entrance. The feeling caused you to clench around nothing as you eagerly awaited him to take you.
With a deep groan, he drove his cock into you, your walls sucked at him eagerly. Your body trembled slightly as his massive size pushed into you.
"God you're so tight” he groaned, as he began to slowly thrust in and out of you.
“Heeseung,” you whimpered, though a heavy tremor. You shivered as he rocked his hips against you, and impaled himself completely inside of you. You moaned loudly as your walls gripped at him and held him within your depths.
He pressed down hard on you with every thrust, filling you with more and more of his size. Heeseung’s groans were louder this time, as he matched your cries with even louder grunts of pleasure. Another cry escaped you, as your walls clung to his cock, pulling at him.
Heeseung grabbed one of your legs and threw it over his shoulder. The small switch in positions allowed him to pound his shaft in and out of you harder and harder. He seemed lost in pleasure as you cried out for him.
You tightened around his cock, sucking him in as he leaned into you. Heeseung panted heavily against your neck, as he moved more forcefully within you.
He pulled out quickly, and slammed back into you. your walls clenched at the sudden motion. You cried out, enjoying the feeling of his cock sliding deep within you.
Heeseung let out a long sigh of satisfaction as he continued to pump in and out of you rapidly. His cock rammed into your depths and filled you up more each time he thrust.
"Heeseung" you panted and bucked your hips as he pounded his cock inside of you.
Heeseung moved your leg that was thrown over him and pressed it against your chest. The change in position allowed him to hit deeper than he had before.
Your hands flew to his back desperately as you searched for something to grip, afraid you could possibly tear the leather of his eats. Your nails painfully dug into his skin and he lightly hissed in pain.
“That's it baby,” Heeseung growled in your ear. “So tight.”
“I'm close Hee," you moaned back and your hips moved against him as you squirmed beneath him.
Heeseung's thrusts started to falter. His cock seemed to throb with every thrust. “You feel so fucking good,” Heeseung growled into your ear. His thrusts became more frantic, as your walls clenched tight around his shaft.
"Heeseung,” you screamed in pleasure.
"I know baby,” Heeseung breathed out, as he panted deeply.
“I'm gonna cum,” you screamed. Heeseung's thrusts got wilder once more, with a speed that seemed unnatural.
Heeseung bit down on your shoulder, as you released together. With a deep cry, he collapsed on top of you.
Heeseung closed his eyes and attempted to catch his breath. A few seconds passed before he leaned down and kissed you. You moaned at the gentle kiss and kissed him back tenderly, as you relished the feeling of his lips on yours.
You had let yourselves fall into a comfortable silence as you two laid there, his head still laid on your shoulder. You cuddled up close to him, relishing in the feeling of his chest rising and falling with each breath. Until your phone chimed. Interrupting your moment.
You picked up your device that had been discarded somewhere on the floor amongst all of your discarded clothes. You winced as the bright screen temporarily blinded you. Your face fell as you noticed that there were almost 30 notifications from your roommates, as you were too entranced to realize that they had almost witnessed the whole thing.
The following week you and Hana had a hell of a time trying to get Beomgyu out of bed. It took a good half hour of kicking and pulling, but the two of you eventually managed to get him up after bribing him with food, which he never got. Unfortunately, it was even harder to get him out of the car when he saw you were basically in the middle of nowhere. He claimed that had he known the race was so far away from the rest of civilization he would have invested in a taser or even just some pepper spray.
“Why did I agree to come to this again?” Beomgyu whined, dragging his feet through the dirt in a childish manner. He was obviously overexaggerating; he had been outside the house for more than 30 minutes, but he still wanted to make a statement. He promised he would come, but that didn't mean he had to enjoy it at all.
“Because you love us,” you retorted. You raised your hand to his head to pat it lovingly but he moved your hand away before you even had the chance.
“No, really,” he spat as he surveyed the area around him, looking at everything disgustedly.
“Don't knock it til’ you try it,'' Hana shot back. Her words earned a harsh glare from your other roommate who didn't seem to be too fond of her words. “Funnily enough that's what you said about my ex that you insisted I go out with. You know? The one that fucked my cousin,” Beomgyu retorted.
Raising her hands in defense Hana looked to you for help, but you turned away from them, not wanting to get involved. “I apologize. I didn't expect the mousey girl from Bio to cheat on you with your extremely hot cousin,” she whined, tugging on Beomgyu's arm to get him to accept her half assed apology. “Okay, but seriously. What's the appeal behind these races? I don't see anything worth leaving bed for yet.”
“That right there is the appeal,” Hana sighed, pointing out her boyfriend that stood in his normal spot, fiddling with some tools.
“He's got a nice side profile, he looks fit, nice hair. Why does he want you? Did you threaten the poor man?” Beomgyu questioned, earning a rather painful flick on his forehead from Hana. He groaned, applying pressure to the affected spot, mentally cursing the smaller girl for the bruise that formed in the center of his head later. “Did you see how she just flicked m- what's she doing?”
You had gotten distracted at some point during your roommates' exchange, so you found yourself absentmindedly looking for the only person you wanted to see. It was hard to see through the sea of spectators that had gathered at the front gate. Right then would have been a good time for Hana to get you guys in through the back gate as she had the week prior.
Hana rolled her eyes at your attempt at finding Heeseung, knowing that you weren’t going to find him in the parking lot. “Looking for her man. What else?”
“He's not my man,” you protested.
“Then why are you still wearing his jacket?” Hana fired back, and rested her hands on her hips.
You scoffed at her question, mentally scolding yourself for essentially setting yourself up to be teased by your roommates. “B-because it’s cold and you lost my good jacket. You know how sensitive I am to the cold.” It wasn’t even as cold as you would have expected it to have been at that point in the season. You could have easily gotten away with a thin pullover and Hana was aware of that as she tilted her head in confusion.
“You have other jackets, in fact, I just put that maroon one to wash this morning.” Beomgyu chimed in, being the pest he usually was.
“No one asked for your input Beomgyu,” you shot back.
After about twenty minutes the three of you finally made it through the back gate. It was seemingly harder to get through that night as they had random ID checks because of multiple underage high school students that tried to get in. You could have sworn that you saw a few underclassmen from your senior year trying to pass for eighteen. Distracted by the familiar surroundings, you almost didn’t recognize the almost seven foot skyscraper named ‘Bulldozer’ that stood in front of the three of you. His usual scowl turned into a smile at the sight of you all. Needless to say, you felt more secure around the beefy man knowing that his sleazy personality was just an act, though you were still terrified by his height.
“Hey Bulldozer.” Hana exclaimed, standing on her tiptoes in an attempt to give the big man a high five which he dodged and moved to pick both you and Hana up in one swift movement, earning yelps from the both of you as you were no longer in contact with the ground.
“Ahh, there's my favorite girls,” he sang, swaying the two of you in his arms. Putting you two down, he took the time to eye Beomgyu as he stood there, seemingly confused he asked, “Who’s the little guy?”
Beomgyu scoffed at the man’s comment, offended by his choice of words. “My name is Beomgyu,” he snapped, crossing his hands over his chest. “And I'm not ‘little’.”Bulldozer chuckled lightly at your roommate’s comments as he stretched his arms. “Everyone’s little to me, you aren't special” he answered in an ‘as a matter of fact’ tone, earning an exaggerated cackle from Hana.
“I'm not little,” Beomgyu whined, “Like at all.”
“Keep telling yourself that and you'll actually believe it one day,” Hana shot back, earning a pinch on her elbow and a quiet ‘shut up gremlin’ from Beomgyu. She jumped from the sudden impact, almost knocking into you and sending the both of you toppling down. Not wanting to deal with either of them any longer, you sighed and tried to find anywhere else to be. You quickly spotted Jihye and walked over to where she stood all wrapped up in her blanket.
Acknowledging your presence, she waved you over, and threw her arm over your shoulder as soon as you reached her. She noticed something was wrong by the way your eyes rapidly trailed over the track in search of Heeseung. You tapped your acrylics on the metal bar that separated the racers from the spectators as the subtle sounds of metal clanging underneath your fingertips calmed you down.
“What's wrong with you? You look like someone shot your puppy.”
“Nothing,” you sighed, “just anxious that's all.” Annoyed by your incessant tapping, Jihye grabbed your hand, stopping your actions.
“How come?” She questioned.
You sighed, throwing your head back to lean on Jihye’s shoulder. She smelled of vanilla bean, which somewhat calmed your nerves, but not enough to relinquish any doubts you had. “I don't know. I just have this feeling that Heeseung’s not telling me something. I know I'm not his girlfriend or anything and I'm not entitled to know everything but I feel like everyone knows something that I don't?”
She pressed her fingers to her lips in confusion, as she tried to think of any reason Heeseung would have been hiding something from you. “I don’t really think he’d hide anything from you, but since you’re having doubts, what do you think he's hiding?” Jihye pondered.
“I don’t know. Last night when we went on our date some things happened and I came up with the assumption that he has kids. Not like that's a bad thing or anything, I just want to know,” you trailed off. “I sound stupid right?”
You watched as Jihye visibly tensed and diverted her gaze away from yours. She bit her lip in an attempt to stay quiet. “I think you should ask him,” Jihye quirked up, pointing towards the only person that could dismiss your doubts. She then excused herself to find anyone else to avoid any further awkward questioning from you. It was quite obvious that Jihye knew more than what she was leading on, but you decided to let it go when you felt a pair of strong arms find their place around your waist. “I was wondering where that jacket went.”
“Are you calling me a jacket thief Lee,” you teasingly accused, raising a brown as a confused look adorned your face.
“I’m not saying anything, you're the one that said it,” he cooed, as he ran his hands around the expanse of your waist.
“Do you want it back? I can always give it back if you want it.” Grabbing the ends of the sleeves to slide your arms out. The jacket was halfway down your arms before Heeseung was pulling it back over you, mumbling something about how it's too cold to remove it. “I was just joking. Please keep it on or you’ll catch a cold.”
All Racers To Your Stations. I Repeat, All Racers To Your Stations
The eerie sounds of the old speakers echoed throughout the night air as a sign that notified everyone that the race would be starting within a couple of minutes. As spectators made their way to their seats you heard the loud cheers directed towards Heeseung, wishing him luck. Some went as far as to praise his racing abilities while others pleaded for a victory as they had just bet their weekly pay on the young man. This however, did not phase Heeseung.
“Come here, I want to show you my station.”
“You have your own station?”
“I share with Sunghoon, but he's running a little late.”
The racers' stations were larger in comparison to Yeonjun’s little repair tent, and by the looks of it they could probably live in them. They had everything they could have needed in there: a mini fridge, a play station, a couch, and a very worried Sofia who paced around as she fiddled around with her nails. The usual.
“Heeseung,” she started, “we need to talk.” Her voice was low and shaky, a stark comparison to her patronizing tone you had become accustomed to.
Heeseung let out a deep sigh,“Can it wait until late-”
“It's about Aurora,” she snapped. You watched as Heeseung visibly tensed, his jaw clenched and his entire body clammed up at the mention of her name.
“Can you give us a minute please? This really doesn't concern you,” Sofia questioned?
“Sure,” you smiled apologetically. “I'll go find Hana, okay? I’ll see you after the race.” you reached up and placed a soft kiss on Heeseung’s cheek before leaving the tent and making your way towards the familiar sight of chairs arranged in a circle, one was left open for you.
You couldn’t help but notice how everyone’s faces dropped as they all directed their attention towards you. Jihye stood frozen in front of you, a terrified look spread on her face while Kai and Milly exchanged a knowing look. You felt a wave of nausea hit you as the shift in the atmosphere made everything uneasy. You had expected nothing but the worst. Who wouldn’t in your situation? Heeseung was in fact hiding something and it seemed as if everyone but you knew what it was. Déjà vu right?
Jihye let out a deep sigh as she raised her hand to her head. “How do you know about Aurora?” she questioned, clearly not expecting you to mention the young woman.
“I don't? That's why I'm asking. Sofia just told Heeseung she had to talk to him about someone named Aurora and it seemed pretty serious so I left them to talk.” You were unable to sense where Jihye’s mind was, but you had some idea when she suddenly got up and made her way over to the other side of the track and to Heeseung’s tent.
Confused, you turned back to the others, hoping that one of them would give you some answers. “Nobody's gonna tell me?” you groaned, to which you received nothing but silence and some confused half shrugs from your roommates.
“You see, it's really not our place to intervene, Heeseung should tell you,” Milly mumbled, twiddling her fingers as she refused to meet your gaze.
“I can tell you,” Sunoo chimed in from where he stood behind Kai, “Apparently Aurora’s back in town and she’s looking for Heeseung.” Ridding himself of the oil that adorned his hands, he plopped down on the ground beside Beomgyu, as he became more interested in the conversation than whatever task Yeonjun had him doing before.
“I’m confused. Who is she and why would she be looking for Heeseung?”
“No one told her anything?” Sunoo tsked as he leaned his chin on his palm. He obviously prided himself in holding so much valuable information. “You two should be telling her not me.”
“How could we have told her?” Milly shot back, “This is not something you just casually throw into a conversation, Sunoo.”
“I'm too sober for this conversation. I'm going to get a drink, or maybe four. Four sounds good.” Kai proposed as she rose from her seat and practically ran to the ice chest where everyone stored the alcohol.
Hana ushered you to sit down in the chair next to hers as Sunoo and Milly pursued each other in their argument, essentially going at eachothers’ throats for about three minutes. You sighed as you listened to the two of them continue to bicker until eventually asking for clarification. “Will someone please fill me in? I would like to be in the know if everyone is okay with that.”
Sunoo inched forward, and motioned for you to come closer as if he was going to tell you a secret. You inched forward, unprepared for what Sunoo had to say. “Heeseung has kids,” he paused, taking you and your roommates by surprise. “And judging by the look on your face I'm assuming he didn't tell you anything about them.”
“Kids? Plural?” You lifted your head asking in wide-eyed confusion.
“We thought he would have told you, but apparently he didn't,” Milly stressed. She leaned forward in her seat and offered her hand out for you to hold, to which you accepted immediately. Who would have thought that you would have been in that situation, when just a week ago you would shut off most people and avoid social interactions.
“What do Sofia and Jihye have to do with this?” Hana questioned, “Holy shit are they… you know?” Sunoo nodded, confirming her suspicions. You felt a headache creep up on you. The information you had taken in wreaked havoc on your mind. Thousands of questions ran through your head as you tried to make sense of what you were told. “Hana I’m getting a tylenol out of your purse.”
“Isn’t Sofia like Aurora’s best friend?” Milly questioned, to which Sunoo rolled his eyes, “I doubt they’re friends anymore, especially after Sofia slept with Heeseung right after she left.”
“This is so interesting,” Beomgyu chimed in and leaned back in his chair, prepared to indulge in more of the gossip Sunoo was ready to spill. “Please continue.”
“So basically Aurora and Sofia were best friends. They were both into Heeseung, Sofia was just more vocal about it. That was around the time Heeseung was getting over the whole Jihye and Jake situation and learning to take care of Mina so he wasn’t looking for a relationship, but eventually he did get over it and started dating Aurora. They dated for about 3 months until he found out she hooked up with Sunghoon while he and Kai were on a “break” or whatever they had going on, and when Heeseung found out, she left. He was angry so he hooked up with Sofia to kinda get back at her but that obviously backfired because she got pregnant, so I guess that also explains why Jihoon and Hyunjin are so close in age.” Sunoo explained.
“You're saying so many names right now, I'm not keeping up,” you complained as you rummaged through the contents of Hana’s bag, unsuccessful in your efforts to find the medicine you needed.
“How many kids does he have again?” Beomgyu asked, his question was more directed towards Hana as she seemed just as invested in the story as him.
Hana shrugged, being as confused as he was. “I counted three, but I could be wrong.”
“There’s more information, try and keep up,” Sunoo let out and turned to give you a sympathetic smile before continuing. “While all of this was going on Aurora found out she was pregnant too, but she didn’t tell anyone. Plus she didn’t know if Heeseung or Sunghoon was the father, so she left the baby on Heeseung’s doorstep when she found out he slept with her best friend. They eventually did find out that Hyunjin is his, so I guess that’s good.”
“Wait, how do you know all of this?” Hana questioned as she sank further into one of Milly’s blankets.
Sunoo only offered Hana a quick shrug before replying, “I’ve been here for a while. Shit just gets real so it’s hard not to eavesdrop.”
Eventually Kai arrived back to her seat with a bottle full of Malibu, a red solo cup, and 3 cans of coke. You were surprised at how she managed not to spill anything as she plopped back down onto her chair. “Kai. Isn’t that a bit much?” Hana’s voice trailed off as she observed how Kai had brought the entire bottle of Malibu to her chair. “Nope. Alcohol makes me not want to kill my boyfriend as much,” Kai exclaimed, as she chucked the can of emptied coke behind her.
“Anyways, I heard Sunoo explaining so I feel the need to elaborate.” Kai took a swig of her drink before continuing, “I was ready to end things with Sunghoon after I heard everything that happened. He went on and slept with one of my friends after we specifically took a break because of his commitment issues. And now that she's back I need to calm my nerves.”
“So she’s back in town for good?” you questioned with wide eyes.
“Probably.” Sunoo piped up before giving all his attention to his phone that was buzzing in his pocket, alerting him that he had gotten several notifications within the past couple minutes.
“Can I have some of that please?” You pleaded, as you practically grabbed the cup out of her hand before she had time to respond. Your actions earned a heavy sigh from Hana who had not seen you so desperate for a drink since your last break up.
