Caught: Jun (SLIGHT !?)
Seventeen One Shots“ Jun?” You whisper into the eerily quiet apartment. You and your boyfriend were going to spend some time together, but when you got to his apartment, all the lights were off and all was quiet. Carefully walking into the entrance, you slip off your shoes and tip toe around. Maybe he's sleeping? You walk down the hall and hear heavy breathing. Your eyes widen as you bite your lip nervously, was he hurt or something? His room was dim, the door was slightly open, just enough for you to peek inside. Creeping towards the crack in the door, your eyes adjust to the lighting and you see a figure on Jun's bed. Your eyes widen as a sudden wave of heat hits your face. Laying on the bed was your boyfriend, his head throw back, chest rising and falling, his hand securely wrapped around his large . Watching his hand jerk up and down quickly, your lower region gets warm and you find yourself clamping your thighs together.
“ Y/N!” Jun groans huskily as beads of sweat drop down his jaw. Everything in your body was telling you to run, and yet you didn't. Your eyes eagerly watch the boy moan and whimper your name out. Finally, Jun gasps loudly as his twitches, releasing his milky around his hand. Your breath hitches as you gulp down harshly, backing away slightly from the door. You find yourself catching your own breath, before hesitantly watching Jun clean himself up. Being the clum
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