Warnings: Explicit sexual content, soft dom Yeonjun, possible filthy words. If you're underage or you feel awkard with this kind of content, please skip it.

P.S. Haneul has been on birth control since she started dating Rocky.

Yeonjun's hand kept pressing Haneul's body flush against his, lips molding in a perfect and mind-blowing synchrony as her fiingers gently tugged on his hair. In one fast move, he moved his hands down to rest behind her thighs, lifting her up and making her instinctively wrap her legs around his waist.

His lips wandered from the corners of her mouth to her jaw and then to her neck, leaving velvetish kisses on her skin while he made their way upstairs to the bedroom. Haneul's eyes were closed, head slightly tilted to the side to give Yeonjun's lips more room to trail kisses, teeth sinking in her lower lips as she tried to stay quiet.

Truth was that she was going insane. She had been yearning for his kiss for so long. The familiar taste of his chapstick brought her back to life a thousand times, something only he could do.

Yeonjun entered the room and closed the door behind him with his foot, laying Haneul down on the bed right after. He didn't hesitate for a second, towering over her and supporting his body with his palms placed at both sides of her head. Light pants left his plump lips and mere centimeters kept them away from each other, eyes crossing paths and two racing hearts beating as one.

Haneul's pulse was like a sledgehammer, her body's temperature kept raising like she was having fever, and the way his piercing gaze stared deeply into her soul just made it harder for her to catch a breath.

"If you want me to stop, say it now." He said, his voice sweet as honey but a few octaves lower. "I won't be able to hold back if you let me go any further." He added, eyes going from hers to down her lips, now beautifully swollen due to the previous make out session they both shared.

Haneul got lost in his dark orbs. The fear of giving herself away to someone else was always there in the back of her mind. That would be the very first time she would get intimate with someone who wasn't Rocky. When that realization came to her mind, a lump formed on her throat, something that didn't go unnoticed by Yeonjun, whose expression quickly softened.

One of his hands moved to cup her cheek, gently caressing on her flesh with his thumb. A sweet, small smile formed on his lips.

"If you're not ready, that's okay." He assured. Haneul's brows furrowed and her stomach flipped around.

"It's just... I'm scared." She admitted, a small pout forming on her lips.

Yeonjun let out a soft, breathy chuckle before he leaned in and placed the softest kiss on her lips, pulling back to look into her eyes again.

"I'm not going to do anything you don't want me to. If it's not today, it's perfectly fine."

Haneul then gave it a second thought. Her eyes roamed all over his features. The way those beautiful lips of his were all red and swollen, cheeks tinted in the lightest shade of pink and the messy locks of his blonde hair. The way his silver chain was hanging from his neck, swinging right under her chin whenever he made a move. The way his collarbones were exposed under that v line t-shirt he had on. She felt it grow within her. She was about to break a sweat, her body was about to tell all the secrets she hadn't told him yet.

She wrapped her finger around his necklace and pulled him into a kiss that took him by surprise. The intensity of the way she moved her lips against his just made him need her even more. She once again wrapped her arms around his neck, fingers running through his hair fervently and taking his breath away.

"I don't want to stop." She muttered in between kisses. "Please make me your own, in your ways."

Yeonjun quickly looked at her, his eyes now hooded and filled with love and a sinful amount of lust before his lips curled up in a smug smirk.

"As you please, princess."

She didn't have enough time to process the way the petname had made her feel before his lips were on hers all over again. Sloppy, open mouthed kisses that kept blurring every bit of sanity in both of their minds as her hands roamed down his torso to grip on the hem of his shirt, clumsily trying to get rid of it. Yeonjun pulled back for a second and quickly pulled it off over his head to throw it somewhere in the room. His lips then landed on her neck, leaving soft bites and sucks as soon as he found the sweet spot, his tongue ran over every single bite and suck he left on the sensitive flesh to soothe the pain away. His hands ripped her shirt open and left her exposed torso in just her bra. Her fingertips couldn't help but run all over his bare back, broad shoulders and chest, exploring every inch of his skin like a tourist that arrives in a very new place.

Yeonjun pulled back once again to stare at her. Tongue darting out to run over his plump lips at the sight. He smiled, placing his big hands on her shoulders and running them all over her collarbones, arms and clothed chest.

"You're just so fucking beautiful." He cooed as he kept caressing the valleys of her body. "So pure and vulnerable when my hands are on you." He continued, watching the neediness screaming on her face.

He kept hovering over her, leaning down again but just staring into her eyes. His hand kept moving down and down. Fingers grazing on the skin of her stomach, then of her thighs and finally making their way between her legs. As soon as he felt the wetness through her underwear, he applied a bit of pressure to run his finger up and down.

Haneul couldn't hold back the whimper that escaped her lips. Just a simple touch of his was like burning alive, electric waves running through her whole body in pleasure.

"Yeonjun..." She mumbled.

"What is it, baby?" He asked sweetly, moving his hand to slide it under her panties to give her a proper touch. Her body jolted at the warmth of his fingers now pressed between her folds. "Is this what you want? hm?" He asked again, now tortuously drawing figures of eights on her sweet button, making her hiss and press her eyes shut. "You're so wet for me. All this time you were just pretending, hm? I barely had to touch you to have you squirming underneath me."

Haneul took a deep breath through her teeth as she gripped tightly on his biceps, nails digging on his skin. Despite all the filthy things he was saying to tease her, every single one of his touches were the most gentle. Yeonjun was treating her like if she was made of glass. She was precious to him, the top priority in his list was her pleasure and comfort. He would take care of her first, second and third, then maybe later he would think about his own pleasure.

"Yeonjun, p-please." She begged, too drifted away to think straight.

Yeonjun chuckled, removing his hand from between her legs. The sudden loss of friction made her whine and press her legs together.

"Look at me, baby girl." He demanded. Haneul opened her eyes and watched as he showed her his fingers coated with her arousal moments before he brought them to his lips and licked them clean. "Hmm. So sweet."

Haneul let out a soft moan. She had no idea Yeonjun could be that way. All the filthy things that kept leaving his mouth, all the naughty stuff he did in front of her eyes were completely new to her, and she was beyond turned on by his attitude.

At this point, she was desperate enough to sit up and pull him by the hem of his jeans. He lifted a brow as she messily unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. He was enjoying the effect he had on her.

"Eager, aren't we?" He teased one more time.

Haneul looked at him and batted her lashes, pulling his jeans down to his ankles. Her cheeks flushed as soon as she noticed his hard on through his boxers, but wasted no time to place her hand on it and give it a firm squeeze that made himself groan this time.

That was all it took for Yeonjun to let his devilish persona out. He tangled his fingers through Haneul's hair and kissed her hard, pushing her to lie on her back again.

He got rid of her skirt and underwear without breaking the kiss, then got rid of his own and threw them away, leaving himself naked in front of her. He grabbed his length and started rubbing the tip between her folds, making her moan and giving him the opportunity to slide his tongue into her mouth. The kiss became rougher and hotter as he finally pushed himself into her.

His hands went down to play with her breasts, giving her a moment to adjust to his size before he could start moving. His fingers twirled the swell of her breasts and she kept moaning against his mouth.

"Please move." She pleaded, and he complied.

His hips started thrusting into her slowly and smoothly at first, hands still squeezing on her breasts and mouth wandering from her lips to her neck. As soon as he started going faster, his tip kept meeting the right spot that made Haneul arch her back in pleasure. The clenching of her walls around him made Yeonjun start letting out subtle grunts. He held her in place with his hands now placed on her hips, fingers roughly stuck on her skin.

"Fuck." He muttered. "I love you so much. So fucking much, Haneul. You're mine."

Her fingernails digged on the skin of his back, inevitably leaving scratching marks when his hip thrusts became almost animalistic.

Haneul was a moaning mess, unable to formulate proper words. The sound of skin slapping filled the room as Yeonjun moved his hand down to rub her clit to help her to reach her high faster. Haneul let out a choked moan that Yeonjun was quick to stop by placing his mouth on hers again.

The familiar warmth and the feeling growing from down her stomach indicated how fast her climax approached, making her let out a shameless scream as soon as she finally reached her peak. Yeonjun kept thrusting to help her down her high. The tight clenching around his dick made Yeonjun reach his own right after a couple more of deep thrusts, a gutural grunt left his throat at the pleasure when his hot cum shoot inside her, milking completely and making him almost collapse on top of her, face buried in the crook of her neck.

Panting, they tried to catch their breaths for a second. When they were able to breathe again, Yeonjun moved to lie next to her, both looking at the ceiling.

Haneul turned her head and stared at him. He looked unbelievably beautiful, so breathtaking after something so intense. Her heart was about to jump out of her chest and her stomach was full of butterflies. She smiled, and Yeonjun noticed.

Turning his head to look back at her, he smiled as well, extending his arm so she could rest her head on top of his chest, and she did. He wrapped his arm around her and hugged her tightly, placing a kiss on her forehead.

"That was..." Haneul started.

"Insane." Yeonjun added, lifting her face with his thumb on her chin and grinning. "I'm so in love with you."

Haneul instantly melted. He was so gorgeous. So fucking gorgeous. She snuggled against his chest and breathed him in. The sweet, faint scent of his cologne always turned her world upside down.

She cupped his cheek with her hand and placed a long lasting peck on his lips. He then returned the kiss once, twice, thrice, which led them to end up chuckling and hugging tightly.

"That's cheesy. Who would've thought you were actually so..."

"Hm?"

"Dirty."

Yeonjun bursted into laughter.

"But you didn't seem to care about that a moment ago, hm? Your morals got deleted when I had my hands on you."

Haneul gasped and smacked his chest, making him laugh even louder. Her cheeks were tinted in red, embarrassment taking over her for knowing how right he was.

"Well that's because..."

"Because what?" Yeonjun asked, amused.

"I love you." Haneul confessed. "I love you so much, and I am in love with you too."

Yeonjun pulled back a little to look at her with a teasing smile, brushing her hair with his fingers.

"Aw baby, I love you too." He said, pecking her nose. "I love you more than you'd be able to imagine. I looked a bit bossy but trust me, I'm the weakest when it comes to you."

His confession made her chest swell. She just loved the ways he had to show her how he felt about her. Knowing that she wasn't the only one in a vulnerable state was also a relief.

"Does this mean that we're together now?"

"I just made love to you. Do you think I would've done this with just any girl?"

"Maybe...?"

Yeonjun frowned. Haneul chuckled.

"That's offensive."

Haneul shrugged.

"You kissed Wendy."

"She kissed ME. However, man of just one woman, remember? I belong to you, and you belong to me now. There's no way I would ever want to touch anyone else."

Haneul hummed contently. Placing a chaste kiss on his bare chest.

"Do you think Rocky would be okay with this?"

Yeonjun smiled at the question, remembering the day he asked Rocky to keep Haneul away from him if he wasn't okay with them being together. A sigh escaped from his lips before he placed a kiss on top of her head.

"He is." He assured. "He knows better than anyone that I'm going to love you and protect you with my whole life."

"You always did... You were always there for me. No matter how many times I tried to push you away, you kept coming back to me."

Yeonjun's fingertips ran all over the skin of her exposed arm.

"That's how it works." He stated. "When you know where your home is, it doesn't matter where you go or how many times you get lost... You will always find your way back. And I promise you... No matter how hard it gets, I will always come back to you."

A/N: Y'all better pray a lot tonight to clean your souls.

Chill, there's still the epilogue left.