W A R N I N G S !

this story contains:

- cheating (not between liskook)
- lisa x original male character
- car sex
- public sex
- exhibitionism
- infidelity
- arguing
- liskook have no sense of guilt in this one
- jk is kind of a dick nksfkds sorry

if you're uncomfortable, then you can leave. thank you!

pls also note that this is FICTION, therefore it's NOT REAL, so before u call me delulu or say that im disrespecting liskook as idols, know that this is an alternate universe, so it's fictional and just made out of my imagination.

a/n: this has been in my drafts since december 2021 and since im releasing all my remaining liskook drafts, i decided to pick this one up and finish it. also bc im horny so. i just. im desperate. help

also note that CHEATING IS NOT OKAY. this is just fiction and i don't condone the idea of cheating on your partner as i have been cheated on before so i know exactly how it feels. again, this is just fiction.

anyway. enjoy lovelies ~

+ a little visual aid of how i imagine liskook in this fic look like:

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Lalisa loves her husband. She truly does.

Kim Ilsoon is a wealthy businessman who works as a high-ranking officer in one of the biggest conglomerates in South Korea. Lisa had met him six years prior at an art exhibition in Incheon, and the two hit it off ever since. Granted, their relationship matured and blossomed until Ilsoon asked for her hand in marriage three years ago, and both have been living their marriage life in harmony.

Or at least... that's what her husband thinks.

With a last spritz of perfume, Lisa stands up from her vanity and looks at her reflection in the mirror. Her outfit is nothing fancy; it's just another of her little black dresses from Amsterdam and a couple of Bvlgari jewelry. Tonight's event is in celebration of her husband's company's Christmas party, wherein everyone were to exchange gifts and get drunk under the pretense of free drinks.

It's a yearly thing, that she knows, and she supposes tonight will just be another night of boring business talks and endless judgmental comments from everyone else. If Lisa is to be honest, she really doesn't want to go. Her husband's office mates tend to question her decision to not have a child any time soon, and they always like to poke their noses into businesses that aren't theirs.

But alas, Ilsoon is good at persuading; after a passionate night within the four walls of their bedroom, Lalisa had agreed.

The click-clacking of heels echo in the apartment as Lisa leaves their bedroom. She finds her husband waiting by the door, coats in hand and a wrapped gift box in the other. A grin paints his face when his eyes land on her, and she rolls her eyes.

"You are a sight, darling," Ilsoon comments with a whistle, leaning over to plant a quick kiss on her lips. He hands her one of the coats and she puts it on carefully so to not mess up her make-up. "My office mates are gonna be jealous once they see you."

Lalisa snorts, buttoning the last few buttons. "Oh, I bet." She straightens up and looks at Ilsoon expectantly. "Are you ready to go?"

He cocks his head to the doorway. "Ladies first."

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The event is being held in a fancy hotel in Gangnam--Hotel Cicero. It's expected since the conglomerate is one of the richest in South Korea, but the downside is that when it's a trendy hotel, there's going to be a shit ton of people--and Lisa does not like surrounding herself with snotty, stubborn elites.

Like she predicted, there's already a barrage of parked sports cars around the area as soon as they walk out of their own car. Ilsoon hands the valet the car keys and Lisa waits by his side, trying to look not so annoyed as she spots a few familiar faces, opting to give small smiles to the few people that she knows.

There was Jennie Kim standing under a street light, smiling and laughing at Kim Taehyung. Then the oh-so-familiar red hair of Park Chaeyoung becomes visible from a distance, followed by Kim Jisoo's light brown. CFO Kim Namjoon and COO Jung Hoseok are smoking tobaccos next to a Lamborghini that is owned by none other than Vice President Min Yoongi. Said Vice President's husband Park Jimin stands next to the fountain, talking animatedly to creditor Kim Seokjin.

"Don't look so excited, sweetheart," Ilsoon drawls when he reaches her, a small smirk on his face. He places his hand on her back and gently guides her forward. "You look like you're about to gauge your eyes out."

"I want to gauge my eyes out," she mutters under her breath. They step into the entrance and shed their coats, heading to the event hall quickly. God. All she wants to do is stay at home and binge watch Drag Race, but now she's out here begrudgingly celebrating some Christmas party she doesn't even care about. "Let's just get this over with, yeah?"

The booming music of the event hall reaches her before she can even enter the place. They were playing Christmas songs, and the entire atmosphere seems to be light when they shuffle inside the double oak doors. Lisa tries to put on her friendly face and forces herself to smile as her husband drags her to one of the unoccupied tables near the corner.

A small stage is situated in the front of the room, with a group of musicians playing Christmas orchestras standing on top of it. The couple are handed two wine glasses filled with red wine, and Lisa downs her own shot in one gulp.

"Look who we have here," a familiar voice drones from behind them. Lisa's body instantly tenses, but Ilsoon doesn't notice.

Her husband turns around and shoots a bright smile at the newcomer, unaware of his wife's current predicament. She has no choice but to do the same, keeping her eyes firm on the floor like it's the most interesting thing in the room. "Good evening, Mr. Jeon."

"Evening, Ilsoon. You look wonderful," Mr. Jeon drawls out, chin up high and a cocky smirk playing in his lips. Slowly, he turns to her and she can just see his eyes taking her in from head to toe. Mischief sparkles in his gaze. "And Lalisa, of course. Ravishing as always; I could just eat you up."

A shudder runs through her body. She feels Ilsoon tighten his hold on her waist at the outright flirting. "Thank you," she says stiffly.

While Ilsoon is a high-ranking officer, Jeongguk is his superior. His boss. Jeon Jeongguk is the one and only CEO of Jeon Atlantic, the youngest one out of all CEOs at the ripe age of 24--the same age as she is. The man is well-known for his devilish looks and his superb talent when it comes to dealing with his businesses, making him the most eligible bachelor in South Korea.

The two then proceed to talk about their upcoming projects and proposals, as per usual. Even during events like these, the inevitable business discussions always happen. Lalisa has heard this conversation countless times that she already zones out, looking around in hopes of finding something somewhat interesting enough that could entertain her.

A squeeze on her waist brings her back to reality, and she raises a brow at her husband, who's already looking at her with a soft smile on his face.

"Yes?" She asks, and Mr. Jeon chuckles. She ignores him.

Ilsoon does, too. "I was just telling you that I'm gonna go and talk to the others. Do you mind staying here or do you want to come with me?"

The answer is already on the tip of her tongue before her husband finishes speaking. She'd rather go home than listen to him and his friends talk about the stock market and real estate properties. "I'll stay here. Go enjoy yourself."

"You sure?"

Lisa nods, shoving him playfully. "Go now, honey. I'll be waiting."

"Don't worry, Ilsoon-ah. I'll keep her company," Mr. Jeon says, and his voice sends a shiver down her spine. If his husband or Mr. Jeon noticed it, they don't say a thing.

Ilsoon promises her that he'll be back soon, and it takes him a couple of minutes before he's convinced that she'll be fine alone. She watches as his back disappears through the crowd, and a thick tension settles in the atmosphere as she's left alone with his boss.

"It's good to see you again, Lalisa," Mr. Jeon finally breaks the silence, taking a sip of his own drink. Just the sound of his voice causes a feeling to ignite within her. "How have you been?"

"Really, Jeongguk? Right in front of my husband?" She spits out, grip tightening on her empty wine glass. Her eyes travel across the room, checking if anybody is watching them. No one is. Jeongguk opens his mouth to reply, but before he does-- "Don't even try to talk to me right now."

A snort escapes Jeongguk's mouth. "Feisty as always," he comments, mirth dancing in his gaze. When she doesn't reply, he snickers. "Calm down, angel. I didn't do anything. I just merely complimented you. Ilsoon should be grateful that he has a wife like you to parade around with."

He's teasing, she knows, but every word that comes out of that stupid mouth of his makes irritation burn inside her.

"Besides, you like compliments, don't you? Especially when you're riding--"

Lisa grits her teeth, but the memories of their previous escapades flash into her mind, causing a faint pink blush to rush to her cheeks. "Not now, Jeongguk."

The CEO puts his hands up in surrender, still grinning.

Lisa takes another glass of champagne from a passing waiter and takes a long sip, glaring at Jeongguk over the lip of her glass. "I told you that that was the last time. So if you're hoping for anything more tonight, I just want to let you know that it's never going to happen again."

"May I also remind you that you said the same thing a couple of months ago, and yet two days after that, you found yourself in my bed, moaning my name," he says with a dashing smirk. Fuck Jeon Jeongguk. Fuck him and his smart mouth. Fuck him for always being right.

She could only do nothing but glare at the man in front of her. He stares right back, unwilling to let her eyes go, a smug smile in his mouth.

Suddenly, he comes closer and bends down to her ear level. Lisa's breath hitches, and Jeongguk must've heard it because he chuckles, the sound rumbling from his chest. To others, it may seem like he's simply just whispering something to her, but she knows better.

"I brought my Taycan," he whispers, and she feels a small nip of teeth just under her earlobe. "It's a four-seater. I thought you'd want to know."

She feels him press the softest of kisses on her neck, and before she could call him out for it, Jeongguk has already turned around, walking towards the opposite direction.

Fuck. He just did that in public.

Lalisa scans the room again. The party is still going on, and the guests seem to be having the time of their lives. Not one head is turned to her direction, and no one minds her as they go on and about their business. It's safe to conclude that it's all good. Ilsoon is still talking to his friends from afar and the few people that she knows are on the dance floor. Everything's fine.

Eveything's fine, so she would not be blamed for her next course of action as she goes in the same direction Jeongguk went to five minutes later, the path leading her to the back parking lot where an array of expensive cars were lined up. And of course, the familiar silver-grey Porsche Taycan is parked under an outdoor light, the interior slightly visible as she sets her eyes on it.

Her hands open the door, and the next thing she knew, she's already sitting snugly atop Jeongguk's lap.

"Hello, angel," he murmurs, peppering kisses all over the expanse of her neck.

"If your employees find out about this, or, God forbid, Ilsoon out of all people, I'll--"

"Relax." He smooths his hands over the swell of her ass, squeezing the flesh. Lisa swallows a moan. "I'll take care of it. I promise. I won't put you in harm's way."

"You better," she says accusingly, although she knows Jeongguk will protect her. He always does. He's not one to break his promises, especially the ones he has made to her. Looping her arms around his neck, she adds, "And this is the last time, Jeongguk. After this, everything between us will be over. I swear."

Yet saying it out loud doesn't sound at least a bit convincing.

"Mmm." He hums, the sound vibrating across her collarbones. His fingertips brush along the bare skin of her legs, leaving goosebumps in their wake. "You also said that a month ago when we last met, and yet here you are, in my lap, wearing the dress I gave you."

She grits her teeth as his hands tease along her chest, skirting over her waist and going back up to her throat. "I only wore this because it's the only thing I could find. Stop jumping into conclusions."

They both know it's a lie.

"Really? That's cute."

"Fuck you," is the only thing she says before their lips meet halfway, clashing together in a hurry. It's all tongue and teeth; not like their previous love-making, where Jeongguk took his time worshipping every part and every inch of her body. No; this time, it's quick, fast, and Lalisa feels overwhelmed with the hands travelling around her body, touching and taking, and the lips moving against hers in a rush.

"Missed this," Jeongguk mumbles, pulling away to kiss and lick her neck, "missed you."

Lalisa had met Jeon Jeongguk two years prior at a company party in Gangnam, an event similar to the one they're having right now, and the two hit it off ever since. However, she definitely did not expect to end up in his bed, or rather--end up with his cock right inside her as he pounded her into the mattress that same night.

Her husband doesn't know, of course. And for some reason, no matter how much she tries to stop whatever her and Jeongguk have, no matter how she tries to convince herself that it's wrong, she can't seem to do it. Jeon Jeongguk is like a drug, see, and Lalisa is heavily intoxicated and far too gone to come back up the surface.

It's not long before his hand slips under her dress and pushes her panties aside, rubbing the pads of his fingers along the lips of her pussy.

"God, you're already so wet, angel," he groans against her neck, and Lisa pulls him into another desperate kiss. "Is this all for me, hm? All mine?"

"You wish," she breathes, and Jeongguk chuckles.

Another lie.

There's no warning given as he pushes his middle and ring fingers inside her hole, and a loud moan leaves her mouth as she slumps over his shoulder. He pushes them in and out, in and out, at an unforgiveable pace until she's a whimpering mess on top of him.

"Gguk, fuck, I--"

He shushes her and resumes peppering kisses on her shoulder. With his free hand, he lowers the straps of her dress down until the upper part falls, exposing her naked breasts. He pinches and plays with her nipples, all the while fingering her, and Lalisa can't stop the moans that escape her mouth. All that talk earlier and here she is, above him, whimpering because of his actions. She's a fucking hypocrite. "Just a little more, yeah?"

"Please," she begs, kissing his jaw, "please, just-- fuck, just fuck me."

Jeongguk, always weak for her begging, complies. He pulls his fingers out and begins to unbuckle his belt, just enough to take out his cock. Lisa doesn't waste any time and strokes it, thumbing the head and pressing on the slit, causing the man under her to curse.

He quickly pulls out a condom from his pocket and puts it on, hissing as he does so.

"Baby, fuck," he groans, taking his cock into his own hands and tapping her knee. She takes this as a sign to kneel, and he wastes no time in rubbing the head of his cock against her hole. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't even remember that bastard's name again."

Slowly, she sinks down to his hard member, whining at the stretch. It's been a long time since they've done this, and the slight pain reminds her of how good this is going to be, how she's going to be limping once they're done.

He coos, shushing her by placing a peck on her lips. "You're doing good, angel. Keep going."

Jeongguk continues to gently rub her legs as she bottoms out, placing occasional kisses on every part of skin he can reach. He's always been gentle--that's one of the things she loves about him. With how smug and arrogant he seems like on the outside, whenever he's alone with her, it seems like a flip has been switched.

"There we go," he sighs, a smile forming on his lips. He drops his head back against the seat and pulls her until there's nearly no space between them. "C'mon then, angel. Ride me."

Lisa wastes no time and uses her knees to ease herself up, and it's not long before she's bouncing on his lap. The slapping of skin and the sound of desperate moans fill the entire car, and soon enough the windows are all fogged up.

When a particular bounce makes his cock hit her just right in that spot, she nearly sobs in relief. "Fuck, yes, right there."

Jeongguk sucks on her left nipple, and uses his other hand to play with the right. He swirls his tongue around the bud and pulls away to press a chaste kiss on her lips. "Doing so well, angel. You're taking my cock so good."

She's a moaning mess as she holds onto his shoulders, riding her pleasure out with the man that's supposed to be her husband's superior. His eyes are glazed with lust as he watches how her hole swallows his dick, and he can't help but capture her lips in another messy kiss.

"Look at you," Jeongguk pulls away to look at her, reverence shining in his eyes. Lalisa is such a vision like this: lips bitten raw, mouth parted open with sweet moans falling from them, eyes closed and lashes fanning out on the tops of her cheeks. It's his favorite sight, and he would do anything and everything just so he could keep seeing her like this over and over again. "So beautiful."

Suddenly, they're both flipped over, and Lisa finds herself staring up at Jeongguk as he hovers over her, the chains of his necklaces dangling on her skin.

He gives her a quick kiss on the cheek and pats her ass, "Turn around, pretty. Want to fuck you from behind."

She does as he says, bending over the center console in between the driver's and the passenger's seat. The position guarantees her a wide view of the nearly dark parking lot, and before she could even sigh in relief at its emptiness, Jeongguk's already pushing in and fucking her hard and fast from the get go.

"Ah, ah, ah," her eyes roll back to her head as the new position allows Jeongguk's cock to go deeper. "You feel so fucking good. Faster, baby, please."

"For someone who cursed me like hell earlier you sure are enjoying this right now," he teases, nipping her earlobe with a grin. "Hubby doesn't fuck you like this, angel? He doesn't fuck you like I do?"

She gasps when his hand comes up to the back of her neck, holding her down against the console firmly.

"Yeah? You like that?"

Lisa nods helplessly, holding onto the console as he pounds into her roughly. The thought of her husband has nearly settled in the back of her mind when--

Suddenly, the familiar ringtone of her phone echoes inside the small car.

Fuck.

Before she could even grab it, Jeongguk's already accepting the call and shoving the phone in her hands. When the familiar voice of her husband reaches her ears, she freezes.

"Lali?" His worried voice says from the speaker. Silence settles inside the car, and heavy breathing from both her and Jeongguk resounds in the atmosphere.

Gulping, she manages to answer a weak, "H-hello? Honey?"

However, it seems like Jeongguk doesn't like hearing her call her husband endearments, because not even a second later, he delivers a light spank on her ass cheek and begins to thrust into her again, rougher and harder than before. This fucking idiot.

"Lali, where are you? I just came back to our table and you aren't here!" Ilsoon sounds bothered, but Lalisa could not care less about him as Jeongguk fucks into her.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I just--" she bites her bottom lip hard enough that it starts drawing blood when Jeongguk flicks her nipple. "I just-- fuck, I we-went to the bathroom."

"Do you want me to come and get you?"

The thought of Ilsoon finding her and his boss in this position makes dread run through her body. "No! No, honey, it's f-fine-- shit." She feels Jeongguk's hand travel towards her clit, rubbing the bud along with his thrusts. "I'll... I'll be there... I'm coming, fuck, I'll be there in a while."

Lisa quickly ends the call and throws the phone away as far as possible. It lands under the glove compartment--broken or not, it's the last thing she wants to think about as the man behind her snaps his hips again and again, the wet sound of her slick accompanying the sound of skin slapping.

"What will your husband think if he sees you acting like a slut for me, hm, baby?" Jeongguk whispers, draping his body over hers. She realizes that he's still dressed, while she's naked--moaning and nearly crying as she's being plowed into. The thought makes her even wetter. "What will he think when he realizes that you're here, begging for my cock?"

She closes her eyes, whimpering and rocking back to meet his thrusts.

"Fuck, fuck... I'm so close, please."

"Please what?"

"Faster, baby, please--"

Instead of going faster, Jeongguk buries himself deep, deep enough to have her mouth drop open. His hips form tight little figure eights inside her, cock never once leaving her hole, grinding until there's tears forming on her waterline.

"Mmm, shit," she curses, looking back to meet Jeongguk's hungry gaze. "Come here." With her right hand, she pulls him down into another kiss. He continues to thrust shallowly, and she pulls away to press a kiss on his nose. It's in this moment that she allows herself to feel vulnerable enough to whisper, "I missed you."

Jeongguk's gaze soften for a second. "Missed you too, angel."

He picks up the pace, then. Just like that, the moment is over, and soon enough, the both of them are coming, making a mess of each other.

They're a tangle of limbs as they lay there, and Lisa is barely aware as Jeongguk finally pulls away to remove the condom to tie it up and throw it outside. She feels him grab a packet of wet wipes to clean her hole, and she hisses as he swipes along the sensitive area.

When he's done, he lifts her up and settles her again in his lap, her head resting against his chest.

"You okay?" Jeongguk asks softly, fixing the straps of her dress and combing her hair. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Lisa is already shaking her head before he even finishes speaking. "No, no. I'm more than okay." She raises her head to plant a peck on his lips, and nuzzles her face against his neck. "Just tired."

"Okay," he says. His hands encircle her waist, keeping her close. "We'll rest for a while and then go back, okay? Ilsoon must be waiting for you."

She nods.

Sometimes, in moments like these, Lisa wonders. If she hadn't met Ilsoon, if they didn't get married or if she met Jeongguk first instead, would they become more than this? More than fuck buddies that sneak around behind her husband's back, more than two people who only contact each other when they need sexual release.

However, she doesn't indulge her thoughts. She's married, she has a ring on her finger, she's bound to Ilsoon. But she lets herself feel. Lets herself long for something she can't have--for someone she's not supposed to be with, for feelings that will never be reciprocated, for a relationship that will never happen.

But she knows she shouldn't hope for more.

"Hey," comes Jeongguk's quiet whisper. "Are you awake?"

Lisa doesn't reply, doesn't move. Just lays there, with her face on his neck and her breaths even.

"What a sleepy baby." He chuckles quietly, pressing another kiss on her shoulder. "So cute."

Her heart flutters, and she tries to suppress a smile.

"I love you."

She nearly flinches at the words.

Maybe she misheard it? Maybe he's just joking? Because it can't be. It's not--

It's not possible. No.

He can't love her. Not in this situation, not when she already wants him so badly.

Jeongguk doesn't say anything more, and Lisa ignores his confession despite her racing heart. Briefly, she wonders if he can hear it--how fast it's beating just for him.

And later, when she's finally back by Ilsoon's side and Jeongguk is across the room, laughing and conversing with his friends, he looks up just in time to meet her gaze.

Hesitant, she offers him a small smile, as if the incident in the parking lot never happened, and he gives her one of his bunny-like grins.

Her heart soars.

Lalisa loves her husband. She truly does--but he can never make her feel the way Jeongguk can.

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jk's car and its interior:

a/n: ANYWAY there u go! i hope u enjoyed!! also im sorry if this is a bit messy (?) it's been a while lol also i added a bit of angst in the end ;)))))) im sorry

what did u think? lmk!

til next time ~

love, caly x