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AFTER THE 'O'

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You've done the deed, so is the moment magical or are you instantly regretting it? You need to decide through the euphoria... or the disappointment if it didn't rock your world like you thought it would.

01. fantastic!
That was everything you thought it would be and then some. You are more than willing to go again and again and again... after you catch your breath! And maybe enjoy some nice cuddling with a nap.

02. what did we just do?
What you did was entirely impulsive. You didn't think things through and you really hope you didn't mess things up. You're so nervous, you don't even know what to do! It's hard to just relax and enjoy the moment when you want to freak out so bad.

03. that was okay.
One of you didn't reach the finish mark before the other or the chemistry just wasn't there. Whatever the case is, you have to either let the other know or pretend it was fabulous. Totally! Or at least reassure them it happens to everyone.

04. aftercare.
In the BDSM sense, aftercare is the process of attending to the intense feelings that come after a session that can range from exhilaration to depression. Kiss, cuddle and pamper your sub.

05. let's not talk about this.
This was a total mistake. You should not have touched that person. Maybe you hate them or maybe it's just wrong for any number of other reasons. Whatever the case is, you need to both swear to just never discuss it.

06. didn't want to have to hurt you.
(warning: non-con!) Maybe what you did wasn't entirely consensual, but they totally wanted it. You know they did, you could read it in their face. Maybe you just didn't care and took what you wanted instead.

07. first time.
Your partner didn't know you were a virgin... or maybe they did! Maybe you were both virgins. How was the first time? Do you want to do it again? Are you way too sore to even want to move? Go through those awkward first times together.

08. wildcard.
Is there some other scene you want to play out? Do so with this option or combine others.

(bakerstreet)

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( can do starters, no 06 )

It was hard not to laugh in this kind of ridiculous situation; Jonghun had a feeling that it wouldn't help lessen the tension between them. The sex was good - no, great, almost explosive, and in the moment it seemed like a good decision. But now that the rush was over, his conscience was coming back.

Sleeping with your friend's ex was definitely a broken rule in the book of human decency and Jonghun wished they included a section of what to do afterwards. At this point it would be stupid to deny that there was nothing between them; he tried to shut it away when they started dating, and tried even harder after they broke up.

Jonghun rested his head in his hands, thankful for the brief reprieve. He'd have to face Hara sooner of later, probably the former since she was right next to him and maybe facing similar thoughts, but he didn't want to fuck things up even more by running off his infamous mouth without thinking first.

"Hara..." he started but couldn't continue - at a loss on what the right thing to do was anymore.

This did not go as planned, Hara thought as she laid on her back, sheets tugged up over her small chest and eyes locked on the ceiling overhead. She had come to Jonghun for a night of relaxation; one involving soju, greasy food, and the company of a close friend that didn't insist that "everything would be okay." She hadn't come to him to end up like this, naked and sweaty, guilt curling up in the pit of her stomach.

It wasn't because of what they had done; the mix of alcohol, teeth, and tongue leading up to a pleasurable evening. There was no reason to regret that. Or him. No, she knew what the cause was--inadvertently, she had put Jonghun in an awkward position, one worse than being the mutual friend to a broken up couple.

As his voice broke through her thoughts a slight grimace formed, the look lasting only a second as her gaze broke away from the spot above to look over at him.

"Jonghun," she echoed in the same tone of voice, swiping a tongue over her chapped lips when words didn't come easily. "Shit," she managed to get out after a pause, eyes squeezing shut as soon as the swear had left her lips, an embarrassed laugh escaping her.

Hara's laugh was enough to force his head up so Jonghun could look at her, still beautiful, in her disheveled afterglow. "Fuck," he cursed with a desperate laugh, thick with irony. The alcohol was making his head spin and he had the distinct urge to throw it all up. Thankfully, he had enough willpower left to at least hold that desire back.

Which led him back to his original problem of what-to-do-now. Jonghun didn't know if he could face Junhyung after this without spilling everything; they both knew how terrible of a secret-keeper he could be. There was also the problem of consoling Junhyung without a guilty conscience.

He pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath before turning to Hara. It was a challenge but Jonghun managed to look her in the eyes without turning away at the first pang of guilt. A part of him felt like he had taken advantage of her emotional state. A rebound - god, he was a rebound and the realization depressed him.

"So..." Jonghun prayed he didn't sound as awkward and desperate as he thought he did. "I... don't know." The truth came out easy and helpless.

Bringing her hands up to shield her eyes from the light and his gaze, Hara took in a deep breath. Slowly counting the seconds that passed as she exhaled, she tried to push away the embarrassment that was slowly creeping up on her. It wouldn't serve to become bashful when it was clear there was something to talk about between the two of them.

With a bite of her lip, she slid her hands back to where they were originally positioned. Fingers clutched to the fabric of the bed sheet to keep it in place, Hara sat up and moved to lean a shoulder against the pillows, body turned towards the guitarist. Letting a moment of silence pass between them, she watched him quietly before outstretching a hand. With a hesitant touch, she placed her hand on his shoulder.

Hara paused, her hand sliding down his arm and coming to a rest on top of the sheets. "I'm sorry," she replied with a small shake of her head, dark hair falling across her shoulders, "I shouldn't have--I." She licked her lips once more, brows furrowing together, "It was my fault. Not that I..didn't like it."

The touch was a surprise but it grounded Jonghun, bringing him back to reality. He wanted to place his hand over it to comfort her but considering what happened when he pursued that thought a hour or two ago - well.

"No - don't." He sighed, more out of frustration at himself than at Hara. "Don't apologize. It wasn't you it was both of us." Forcing himself not to think too hard about it, Jonghun gripped her hand lightly for support.

"I.. liked it too." Understatement of the century but it wasn't the best time to rave about how great the sex was when he was still trying to figure out what to do. He managed a smile and tried to prioritize Hara over himself; she was the reason why they met tonight.

Her eyes drifted to her lap, studying the folds of the sheet in an effort to distract herself from the silence that passed between them. It wasn't supposed to be awkward around him; they had known eachother since their rookie days and their friendship had only grown stronger over time. And now, after one night, that could all come crashing down. Or so she feared.

When his hand covered her own, Hara looked back up at him a smile flickering on her lips. Her palm turned beneath his hold to grip at his fingers, finding unspoken comfort in the simple action. Without thinking, she rested her forehead against his shoulder, a laugh trickling out at his admission and a flush forming on her cheeks.

"We're pretty stupid," she commented after a moment, voice soft and uncertain, sitting up to meet his eyes. "But," Hara bit down on her bottom lip before continuing, "It...It's not like we can take it back now."

The second round probably wasn't the best idea but Jonghun couldn't help it when Minhwan looked at him in that infuriatingly cute, yet attractive, way. He shifted off of him and checked the time. It was later than he expected and he was exhausted after a long day but... a third go couldn't hurt, later.

Jonghun had to take a moment to breathe and relax his tense muscles and sore legs after a long day. He pulled Minhwan into his arms and wrapped them around him, happy to hold him and cuddle in the afterglow.

Minhwan glanced at the clock after Jonghun slid off of him. He stretched out and rolled over a bit from where he had been on his back and shifted onto his side to press close to Jonghun as the other held him close. He enjoyed cuddling, maybe more than he really should. Then again he enjoyed every part of sex with Jonghun. "Mm, practice really does make perfect," he teased softly, nuzzling his nose against the other's jaw playfully.

"We might need some more practice..." Jonghun said back, playful as usual. He turned so he could rub his nose against his and then kiss the tip of it. Being so sugary sweet wasn't really him but Minhwan made it easy to be so affectionate and lighthearted. Another trail of kisses started down Minhwan's jaw to distract him from the hands creeping up his sides, ready to tickle him.

(( I thought some drunken kind of clumsy fail attempt at having sex would be amusing. I am not sure if you would be up for this!

( sure! since it's your idea, do you want to start if you have more details in mind? or I can, either works.

(( I can start no problem! I am going off non-au here.

"Your elbow. Jonghun.. shit!" Hongki cursed when his leader seemed too busy leaving a trail of wet kisses down his neck than noticing the way his elbow was jabbing into Hongki's side. They both had been drinking that night, nothing usual about that. They often were found huddled up together either at home or in a bar drinking beer mixed with soju and drinking one too many cigarettes. What was unusual this time was how they were ending their night. Hongki didn't remember this happening before but then again there were a lot of things he didn't remember after drinking. Maybe this had happened but he just couldn't recall it.

Or maybe it had been so fucking embarrassing he didn't want to remember. He could see that happening considering how either of them were when drunk. Drunk sex wasn't the best of sex. But it could be very fun none the less.

"Fuck." Hongki managed to yank Jonghun's elbow away from his stomach, sighing with relief as it really hadn't been comfortable. Okay, back to business. Grabbing Jonghun's hair at the back of his neck he yanked the other up, claiming his lips in what he wanted to be a passionate kiss but instead became a messy clash of teeth and lips. Whatever, he could work with this!

Drunk sex meant messy limbs and awkward bumps but Jonghun could work with it. The only possible time they collided seemed to be when there was too much alcohol involved because really, friends typically weren't supposed to be trying to screw each others brains out. Bandmates in particular but Jonghun could make an exception.

Muddled perception usually came with an awkward flailing of the limbs and he swore he didn't mean to lose track of where his elbow went. Hongki's fussiness didn't faze him and wanted to get into the moment but wow he was remarkably -

"Bad. You're so bad, holy -" Jonghun pulled away to stop because scraping his teeth against Hongki's didn't fit his vision of a fun night. "Shit. Like this." He kissed him carefully, or at least attempted to, and maybe it was a little too messy and wet but it was at least better than their last attempt. Thank god he was already a damn good kisser because otherwise he'd have to put up with Hongki's teeth all night. Jonghun started to run his hands over his body in a clumsy pattern.

( do you want sub or dom?

(I'd prefer to sub but I'm open to dom if you're more comfortable that way.

( dom is cool with me! )

Jonghun used to be selfish in the afterglow. Girls would frown and pout but he usually wanted to clean up and get a cold drink afterwards. Sex was the fun part and with it over - who cared about staying close to be too sticky and too hot together?

But it was different with Junhyung. Sometimes he told himself it was just for the sex and that was how it was for Junhyung too. They'd gone far enough to start involving toys and ropes, the way that Jonghun liked it, and the tangible trust that Junhyung placed in him started an addiction.

Jonghun shielded him, surrounded him, with his body and kissed his way up Junhyung's forearm. The tie was easy enough to undo and he mouthed at the angry, red, marks left over from the strength of his pull.

Junhyung was sore after the encounter. He had generally become used to getting sore after the nights that he had spent with Jonghun. But something that seem to happen more and more as time went on was that Jonghun was gentler after, taking care of the soreness and make sure that he was alright.

Trust wasn't something that came easily to Junhyung and everytime he met with Jonghun had become an exercise in trust and left him learning further and further how to trust deeper. Jonghun had taught and those moments where the ties were undone and the other's mouth slid over the marks, gentler and somewhat soothing than the early rubbing pain of the ties that left skin raw and abused.

He took the moments to catch his breath and his bearings, to bask in the comfort. "Gonna feel that tomorrow," he murmured softly in regards to everything that had transpired in the session but there was a smile on his face.

"Yeah?" Jonghun caught the smile on his face and couldn't help but smile back, genuine, for a second. "Remember me when you do," he said in an attempt to be suggestive; somehow it came out sentimental. His tongue was cool against the irritated skin and Jonghun left a trail up to the tip of his finger before nipping it.

Junhyung had especially nice hands that deserved the attention. Yeah, Jonghun could admit that. He untied the other hand and helped him ease his arms into a relaxed position instead of pulled up and pinned against the headboard.

Junhyung rolled his eyes but simultaneously smiled at the other with a quiet laugh. "I'm sure I will," he assured him. It was common sense that he would remember the reason why he was sore and the reason was Jonghun after all. He exhaled as the other licked over his skin. "Mm..." he mewled without really thinking about the sound, enjoying the attention.

His arms were sore from the pinned position they had been in and he smiled at Jonghun as the other helped him pull them down. He leaned up slightly to brush his lips along the other's jawline. Maybe it was too intimate of a gesture but he went with it in the moment.

It was extremely satisfying to hear that he had to power to draw that kind of reaction from Junhyung when he wanted to. Especially since he knew his friend in so many other ways and moods. Now was one of his favorites - relaxed, sated, and almost playful.

He let out of soft, content, sigh and kissed his bruised lips - gently this time. His mouth glided down his throat and paused on the darkened marks and overzealous bites left in the heat of the moment. They received the same treatment as the red on his wrists; it was sweet and sensual instead of the hurry they were in.

It was easy to become a little playful in moments like this, when he was relaxed and he had already opened himself to his friend. When the session was over afterall all that was left was the soreness, the sated feeling and the openness and trust that didn’t fall away and seemed to last longer with each time they came together like this.

Closing his eyes and focusing on the gentle kiss, returning it and still open and pliant to him. He swallowed as the lips slid down, exhaling at the soft kisses to slightly sore skin that he knew make up would be needed to cover. “Mm...” he shifted a little and his hand moved to brush over his shoulder and down his back.

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AFTER THE 'O'

choi jonghun (ft.island) | ota | ota

koo hara (kara) | non-au | 2

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Junhyung 4

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