#jisoo is such a mess

[choerrypies]

The council is deciding your fate (3.29.2024)

[mjolnir-brick]

SVT as Demigods

1. Scoups

• Obv Zeus son poor bby - plot twist he's a descendent of Jupiter but dumbfuck Zeus either forgot or doesn't know so he snag Cheol mom and baradaboom is this self incest fic??? Who knows

• Selfless, actually a cinnamon roll, but still intimidating and strong asf

• Jason vibe but more idiocy bc they're SVT

• Able to command the room but still scared of soonyoung s teaching(?) he once said that he'd rather jin the vocal team bc the performance team seems too disciplined

• Just like how Jason is low-key scared of Percy

• Jaw

2. Jeonghan

• Aphrodite son bc beauty(1) and he's sly af have u seen gose - maybe roman so venus instead

• Not as much as a sweetheart like piper bc have u seen gose

• He literally looks good no matter what clothes or hairstyle u throw at him

• Also he can talk u into going into jail effortlessly if that's not charmspeak idk what it is

• Prob likes to judge ppl s relationship but hates it when someone does it to him

• Unlike piper jeonghan has more confidence he knows he's pretty and he's not afraid to use it as a privilege

3. Joshua

• I'd say Demeter - maybe the roman side

• Petty bish we all know

• Combine him w jeonghan and dude will conquer the world w/o moving an inch

• Sunday morning screams Demeter idc

• Honestly idrk what else is similar but anyways

4. Hoshi

• I'd say Poseidon - maybe Greek

• Chill dude but also very energetic at times

• Big three bc he three leaders too

• Why not hades? Bc I think he's too cheerful for that

• But tbh imagine he's son of hades then raising a bunch of undead armies and commands them to dance Macarena and aju nice💀

• It's fine bc he can ask the fishes to do it instead

• Can be scary at times

• Yeogi ocean views 🌊🌊 ☀️

5. Jun

• Maybe Dionysus - def bc there's no way roman camp can handle him

• Bc both are smartass but too lazy or unfocused to do it

• Yk he's weird not even Dionysus god of insanity could understand him

• Tries to hug Dionysus one(1) time only to be soaked in wine instead

• Somehow managed to befriend Hermes and Hephaestus

6. Wonwoo

• Maybe Athena - maybe on the roman side

• He's intelligent he diligent he likes to read

• Has many strategies too

• One of the brains in gose

• Doesn't really see Athena as his parents but as his discussion collage instead

• Sometimes cracks up w no reason

• Blind w o his glasses

7. Woozi

• Obv pluto duh - not mars bc I think roman camp is more suitable for him

• Is also a descendent of Apollo that's why his music side is very strong

• Big three three leaders

• Is also secretly a sweetheart like his father but is very bad at showing them

• Really pale skin that either scares or amazes ppl

• Imagine him raising the undead to sing back vocal for him lmao

• Probably finds the quiet in hades palace relaxing

• Def loves Cerberus

• Gets along well with Persephone somehow and maybe have a beef w Demeter instead

8. DK

• God of music babyyy - Greek side bc Greek is more carefree

• He slays and he knows it

• Have u heard his vocal range

• Doesn't like fighting and prefers healing altho he can just scream and the enemies will stumble instantly if not dead

• Prob calls Apollo to rant once a week and Apollo loves it

• A literal sunshine. Give him smth he likes and he'll light up instantly also literally

• Doesn't like underworld but adores Cerberus

• Put him beside the son of Poseidon and son of Nike he'll be unstoppable

9. Mingyu

• Hestia son

• Personally has a beef w Hecate son bc he's always getting pranked

• Bc he likes to take care of PPL

• He cooks he cleans he listen he malewife harder than ur head

• Don't anger him tho or u'll be thrown out of any safe space u have

• Petty also so if his friends tease him he'll prob make their pillow warm all the time

• No one expects him to be son of hestia bc of his bulky body but once they know him they'll be like awwwww

• Goes twice a month to underworld just to spend time w Cerberus

• If jihoon let's him he'll prob go there twice a week

• Always put up the campfire bc he likes to talk w his mom

• SMH managed to befriend almost everyone in the camp and their respective parents both god and human

10. Minghao

• Hecate son

• He be magic swoosh swoosh

• Is playful but covers it w stoic face

• Likes to prank his friends by playing w the mist

• Idk what else

11. Seungkwan

• Son of Nike

• We all know he's petty af and likes to win

• Very competitive and hates losing

• Very energetic and weird just like Nike

• Wears Nike everyday everywhere and is powerful in it

• Prob has a hawk as a pet

• Speaks to his Nike shoes at times

• Is also competitive w his mom

12. Vernon

• Hypnos s son

• Have u seen ttt gose episodes bc boy sleeps all the time

• That one time nana tour editor has to put Vernon is alive subtitle

• Sleeps through chaos is his specialty

• Either no energy or seagull noises

13. Dino

• Ares son - not mars bc ares is more unhinged and so are dino

• Again dude is very competitive

• Likes to ignite wars

• Often seen in the crime scene either participating or laughing or filming or all of the above

• Has a personal war w himself (read: Pi cheolin)

• Knows his place tho so sometimes stops fights

• Fights w ares regularly

[kpoptimeout]

K-Pop Debuts and Comebacks for the Second Week of February 2025 (Feb 10-Feb 16)

Feb 10

EVNNE - HOT MESS

Rising boy band EVNNE many boy bands EVNNE return with an upbeat bop!

Song Ga In - Asadal

2019 Miss Trot winner Song Ga In gives a modern trot take on the famous Korean folk and pansori tale of Asadal in the "Tale of the Twin Towers!"

Feb 11

CHUNG HA - STRESS

Dancing queen CHUNG HA returns with another powerful dance pop performance!

Feb 12

No releases.

Feb 13

Jackson Wang - High Alone

GOT7's Jackson is back solo in this beautiful song about the struggles he experienced and overcame as an artist.

Feb 14

JISOO - earthquake

BLACKPINK's JISOO joins her group mates in dropping an amazing solo track for 2025!

I:MOND - Wonderland

Rookie girl group I:MOND returns in this I*ZONE-coded track!

MADEIN - LOVE, AFRAID

Rising girl group MADEIN brings back a 3rd gen K-Pop sound in their newest performance!

ONE PACT - 100

Underrated boy band ONE PACT return with all members in this sweet song!

REDDY - HUNCHBACK

SHOW ME THE MONEY 5 rapper REDDY releases a sick track!

SMTOWN - Thank You

SM artists thank fans during Valentine's Day!

Feb 15

No releases.

Feb 16

No releases.

What is your favourite release of the week?

[foreverandalwaysvictorious]

Watching this Top 25 Blackpink outfit vote on Reddit is hilarious because I can bet that most of the people submitting and voting are straight men.

[authorhjk1]

How does BP gives head?

Ps. Yes I read the cr*****e one more than once

Jisoo

You melt into the seat of her car as Jisoo gently sucks your cock. She's bent over so she can easily access your cock and you can't help but stare at her amazing midriff. Her muscles flex as she takes you deeper.

When the school bell rings, you look at the building, hoping that her son will take a while before he gets here. Jisoo is not doing this because to get her son's grate up or anything. She just wants to "have fun". To put into her words.

"Mrs. Kim..."

You groan, one hand slightly pushing her head further into your lap, while the other holds onto the handle of the door.

A moment later you finally unload inside her perfect mouth. Your head spins as you feel Jisoo expertly swallowing your cum, before gently letting her tongue roam your cock again. Now you can see her son walking out of the school, while Jisoo continues to clean your shaft.

Jennie

You realize that Jennie doesn't care at all as she ruins her face on your cock. She doesn't care about her ruined makeup. She doesn't care about her soon to be angry stylist. And she doesn't care about her performance in 10 minutes.

She's just happy to take your cock down her throat. She loves the way you groan, sometimes even whimper when she makes you feel so amazing. Like you're in heaven. Just as much as Jennie is addicted to giving head, you're addicted to receiving it.

"Jennie..."

Your involuntary groan only encourages her further. You feel her throat tightening around your cock. The tears running down her cheeks eventually mix with her saliva. Her once smooth, silk like hair is a mess.

You know it's only a matter of seconds, until she makes you bust down her throat.

Rosé

You can't wrap your head around how your girlfriend can be sexy, cute and shy at the same time. Her tight pajamas show off every single curve of her body as she kneels in front of you, leaving gentle kisses all over your cock. Everytime you let out a groan or say her name, she blushes, but doubles her efforts. It's a fun mix of both sides of her personality.

Looking down on her, you don't just see her beautiful face, but you also have a great view of her ass. You can't help but reach down and grope her cheeks, which only makes Rosé moan around your cock. She does her best to satisfy you, her lips wrapped around your dick, both her hands stroking your base. And yet you slowly turn it around. She begins to moan more and more as you continue to let your hands wander along her curves.

"Show me your tits."

Rosé quickly reaches for the zipper of her top, excited to show you what she's got. She reveals her small, firm tits to you and you gently play with them as she continues to worship your cock.

Lisa

Lisa looks like she's walking around the city in only lingerie. You flew to Paris for your vacation, where the two of you met by chance. She isn't your girlfriend or anything, but the two of you have history from the last time you went to one of Blackpink's concerts.

She lead you into a small, cozy alley and is squatting in front of you. You hold her head with both your hands as her lips glide along the length of your cock. You're only gently fucking her face while she holds onto your thighs.

As time passes, Lisa's blowjob doesn't just increase in pace, but also in volume. The valley fills with the sounds of her slurping on your cock. The occasional gag here and there makes you shudder when you feel her throat tightening around you.

She looked gorgeous when you saw her at breakfast at the hotel this morning. But now she looks breathtaking. Just wearing something close to white lingerie, squatting in front of you in an empty alley, sucking your cock...

You wonder if heaven could feel any better.

[kysstar]

SALT ON YOUR CROWN | CHAPTER ONE : : PLAN GONE SOUTH

pairing : : pirate!kim hongjoong x princess!reader

series synopsis : : a pirate crew kidnaps the wrong girl—princess instead of merchant’s daughter. she offers gold for hiding, not ransom. captain hongjoong agrees, reluctantly. she’s fire on his ship, danger to his rules. one month aboard may ruin them both.

genre : : pirate au, enemies to lovers, slow burn, captor x captive (kinda?)

chapter warnings : : mentions of death, marriage talk, a little bit of violence

word count : : 3.8k

[series masterlist]

—“Merchant’s daughter,” Hongjoong said, kicking his boots up on the table, eyes flicking between the crew. “In and out. No blood, no mess, no drama.”

“Boring,” Wooyoung drawled, already peeling an orange he’d stolen off some dock vendor. “Where’s the fun in that?”

“Fun doesn’t pay,” Seonghwa replied smoothly from where he leaned against the map wall, arms crossed, expression unreadable. “Gold does.”

Yunho snorted. “I’ll take boring if it means a warm meal and dry socks for a week.”

The ship creaked beneath them, anchored just far enough off the coast to stay unnoticed. Moonlight cut across the war table, highlighting inked maps, a list of docking schedules, and a crude sketch of the merchant’s estate. The target: Hyeon Jisoo, daughter of the East Trade Baron. Young, pampered, used to saying yes and hearing nothing but yes in return.

Easy snatch. Quiet ransom. No one dies.

“We hit the estate during the shift change. Guards rotate at midnight,” Yeosang said, tapping a finger on the paper. His tone was flat, focused. “North entrance is least guarded. Servants come and go there. We wear house colors, sneak in quiet.”

“And sneak out quieter,” Mingi added, chewing the end of a pencil. “You sure the girl’s worth it?”

“She’s worth a vault of it,” Jongho replied, arms folded, steady as ever. “Her father’s been flaunting coin for years. Time someone took a slice.”

Hongjoong nodded. “We don’t need the whole vault. Just a taste. We hold her for a week, send the note, get paid. Then we drop her off at some quiet beach with her fancy shoes and let her cry into silk.”

The crew chuckled. Except Seonghwa, who just gave Hongjoong a look. “You sure this won’t cause waves?”

“We don’t need to cause waves, Hwa. We need to disappear before the tide turns.”

A beat of silence, and then Hongjoong leaned forward, steepling his fingers.

“Wooyoung, Yeosang, San—you’re in.”

San perked up immediately. “Finally.”

“Why me?” Yeosang asked, not protesting, just curious.

“You’re quiet. You don’t get cocky. You think.”

“What about me?” Wooyoung grinned, teeth flashing.

“You never think, but people like your face.” Hongjoong smirked. “You’ll charm the guards, flash a coin, ask for directions to the wine cellar. Get their attention somewhere else.”

“And San?”

“Muscle,” Hongjoong said simply. “And backup when charm fails.”

San beamed like he’d just been knighted. Wooyoung rolled his eyes.

“You’ve got until nightfall to prep. Masks, clothes, weapons—discreet ones,” Seonghwa added, side-eyeing Mingi who already looked too excited.

Hongjoong stood. “Remember: we want the merchant’s daughter. Not a scene, not a body count.”

“Easy job,” San repeated.

Hongjoong didn’t smile. “There’s no such thing.”

—"You can't be serious."

Your voice cuts through the chamber like a blade. The silence that follows is heavy, strained. Across the room, your mother’s expression is tight, and your father doesn’t even look at you—he simply stares at the glass of wine in his hand as though it might answer for him.

But you’re already walking forward, heat in your chest, voice rising. “Prince Chanwoo? You expect me to marry him?”

“He is a respected ruler,” your mother says sharply, lips thinning. “And this marriage secures peace.”

“Peace built on fear,” you shoot back. “You know what happened to his last two wives—queens, not common girls. They couldn’t bear him sons and ended up hanging from the palace walls.”

“Rumors,” your father says finally. “You’d do well not to repeat them.”

“They’re not rumors.” You take a step closer, forcing him to meet your gaze. “They're warnings.”

"Enough," your mother snaps. "You will not raise your voice to your father. You will do your duty."

“Duty?” you echo, bitterness curling around the word. “Is that what you call throwing me to a man who smiles like a snake and kills his wives in secret?”

“He won’t hurt you,” your father says, though he sounds tired rather than convinced. “You are different. You are royal.”

“So were they,” you say coldly.

“I won't do it.” The finality in your voice cracks through the air like thunder. “I won’t marry him.”

“You will,” your father says, rising to his feet now, towering with the weight of the crown behind him. “You will marry him and protect this kingdom.”

“I would rather be stolen by pirates,” you snap. “At least they don’t hide their knives behind crowns.”

“Enough!” Your mother slams her hand on the table, trembling with fury. “You are acting like a child—”

“You are treating me like property!”

That’s when you hear him—your brother’s voice, sharp and steady as ever. “She’s right.”

Taeyang steps into the hall, standing beside you with his chin high and his eyes locked on your parents. “She’s not a bargaining chip. And Chanwoo—he’s dangerous. We all know it.”

“Taeyang, stay out of this,” your father warns.

“I won’t,” he says, and there’s steel beneath his calm. “If she dies in that castle, it’ll be your names they chant in the streets.”

Your father glares. “She is a princess. She will marry where we decide.”

You stare at him, your blood turning to ice. “No. You may hold the crown—but you don’t own me.”

Then you turn and walk away. The corridor is quiet compared to the storm you just left behind. You don’t stop until you reach your chambers, heart pounding. Two maids rush forward, startled, but you say nothing, only sit at the vanity, fists clenched in your lap.

Moments later, Taeyang steps in. “You shouldn’t have said that,” he says, but his voice is soft.

“I meant every word.” Your voice cracks. The maids begin brushing your hair in silence, knowing better than to interrupt. “They’re sending me to die, brother.”

He sighs and crouches beside you, watching your reflection in the mirror. “I’ll talk to them again. There has to be a way out.”

“There isn’t,” you say quietly. “Father’s made up his mind. You know how he is.”

Taeyang presses his lips into a line. He does know.

“I just need to get out,” you murmur. “Clear my head. Jisoo’s hosting a small gathering. Nothing grand. I’ll go there.”

He nods. “You should. But take guards.”

You smile weakly. “Always the responsible one.”

Taeyang chuckles and ruffles your hair, undoing the maid’s hard work. She huffs under her breath, but you laugh.

“You’re the only reason I haven’t lost my mind,” you tell him.

“Someone has to make sure you don’t burn down the palace.”

—Jisoo greets you with a grin the second you step into the courtyard. The space is warm with low lantern light, scattered laughter drifting between stone columns and silk curtains. A few familiar faces linger near the fountain, sipping wine and speaking in hushed tones.

“You made it,” she says, linking her arm through yours without waiting. “I was beginning to think your parents had locked you in the west tower.”

“They nearly did,” you mutter, earning a snort from her.

You walk slowly beside her, the fabric of your gown brushing against the tiled floor. It’s a deep wine-red, cinched at the waist. Your hair is twisted up, pinned with pearls, and the only pieces of jewelry you're wearing are a few rings and a ruby necklace.

Jisoo pulls you toward a small table tucked beneath a tree blooming with night jasmine. “Sit. Eat something. Complain. I’m here for all of it.”

—The party hummed with low music and soft conversation, the kind that filled spaces with comfort and masked intentions. No one noticed the three new arrivals—why would they? They looked the part. Rich silks, clean boots, smiles just wide enough to be trusted. They moved through the crowd like shadows dipped in gold.

Wooyoung was already flirting with a girl by the fountain, wine glass in hand, his coat perfectly tailored, his grin sharper than any blade he carried.

“I give it five minutes before someone offers him a marriage proposal,” Yeosang muttered under his breath, leaning against a column, eyes scanning every window, every guard, every possible exit.

San adjusted the cuffs of his jacket, the only one of the three who actually looked uncomfortable in noblewear. He tugged at the collar, eyes flicking to the second floor balcony.

“She’s supposed to be up there. Third door on the left. Servants say she doesn’t like parties. Stays out of sight.”

“Relatable,” Yeosang said.

San snorted. “Let’s move before someone recognizes you from a wanted poster.”

They slipped away from the light, Wooyoung breaking off with a wink and a whispered promise he had no intention of keeping. They met near the staircase.

“North wing,” Yeosang murmured. “Rooms upstairs. One of them has to be hers.”

“She’s not out here,” San added. “I’ve checked twice.”

“Then she’s inside,” Wooyoung said. “Let’s move before some duke starts trying to make small talk again.”

They split off again, slipping into the villa like they belonged. Servants didn’t stop them. Nobles glanced and looked away. No one questioned three handsome men in fine clothing.

—The window is open. You’re leaning against the frame, one hand curled around the stem of a half-empty wine glass, the other clutching a small tin of sweets you swiped from the kitchens when no one was looking. The air is easier to breathe out here—cool night breeze brushing your skin, jasmine blooming somewhere below. Inside, the party still hums, low and dull, like voices through thick velvet.

Jisoo had gone to fetch something—probably more wine, or maybe the pearl hair comb she’d been gushing about earlier. You told her you’d wait. You weren’t expecting her to take this long.

You take a slow sip, eyes drifting toward the stars, when something shifts behind you.

It’s small. A breath, maybe. A whisper of movement. But it pulls every nerve in your body taut.

You turn—and that’s the last thing you manage to do.

There’s a blur of movement and a sharp crack of air. Pain blossoms behind your eyes, sudden and white-hot, and the world spins. You don’t even have time to scream.

Yeosang lunges forward just in time to catch you before your head hits the floor. His arms close around your waist, steadying the dead weight of your body with a grunt as he eases you down gently.

“Shit,” he mutters, checking your pulse, brushing your hair away from your face. You’re breathing—shallow and even—but your brow is already furrowed like you’re dreaming something terrible.

“She moved,” San says, still braced like he’s expecting a second wave. “Could’ve called for help.”

“You didn’t have to hit her that hard,” Wooyoung snaps, pulling a thick cloak from his pack and kneeling beside the two of them. “She’s half your size. Are you trying to kill the ransom?”

“She’ll wake up,” San mutters, avoiding Wooyoung’s glare.

“That’s not the point—”

“Enough,” Yeosang says quietly. He’s still watching your face, frowning slightly. “Are you sure this is the girl?”

Wooyoung shrugs, already pulling the cloak over your dress to hide the deep crimson silk. “Matches the description. Right place, right time. Rich, young, pretty.”

Yeosang doesn’t look convinced. His eyes flick down to the details—the way your hair’s been pinned, the rings on your fingers, the kind of fabric that shimmers when it moves. It doesn’t scream ‘merchant’s daughter.’ It screams something else. Something heavier. Costlier.

“She’s dressed too fine,” he says, low.

“It’s a party,” Wooyoung replies, tying the cloak. “Baron’s daughter wants to peacock, so she does. Doesn’t change the job.”

Yeosang hesitates, then nods slowly. “Let’s just move before anyone notices she’s missing.”

San’s already at the door, checking the hallway. “Clear.”

“Good. Grab her,” Wooyoung says, rising to his feet. “And this time, maybe don’t knock anyone else unconscious unless they swing first.”

Yeosang scoops you up, careful but fast, adjusting his grip so your head rests against his shoulder. You don’t stir. Just a soft, pained sound, barely audible.

They disappear into the night without another word.

—Below deck, the room was dim and swaying with the gentle lull of the sea. Lanterns swung from beams overhead, casting low golden arcs across the ship’s worn interior. The air was thick with salt, wood, and the faint trace of dried blood that clung no matter how often they scrubbed.

You were still unconscious—tied to a chair with thick rope, wrists bound, head slumped slightly to the side. Your cloak had fallen open during the rush, revealing a flash of silk beneath. The only sound from you was the slow, steady rhythm of breathing.

The crew gathered in a loose half-circle around you, talking low among themselves.

“She went down faster than I thought,” San said, arms crossed. “Didn’t even make a sound.”

Wooyoung leaned against a crate, clearly pleased with himself. “I told you she was the one. Clean job, no fuss.”

Mingi crouched beside the chair, eyeing you curiously. “Looks... a little different than I expected.”

“Maybe she’s just dressed nice for the party,” Jongho offered.

“Merchant’s kids always look expensive,” Yunho muttered, but there was a faint line between his brows now. He wasn’t entirely convinced.

Footsteps echoed from above—the unmistakable sound of boots against the stairs.

Seonghwa descended first, cool and composed as always. Behind him came Hongjoong, coat swinging behind him, hair wind-tossed from the deck. He looked tired, but alert. Captain mode.

“Let’s see the prize, then,” Seonghwa said, stepping into the lantern light.

Wooyoung straightened up. “Got her clean,” he said with a grin. “Didn’t even have to chase her.”

Seonghwa gave a short nod, eyes flicking over your form, scanning for any signs of resistance or damage.

Hongjoong approached slowly, gaze narrowing. “Nice work,” he said absently, a smirk curling the edge of his mouth. “Maybe you aren’t as useless as you look, Woo.”

Then he crouched down in front of you. The smirk faded.

His eyes locked on the necklace around your neck—a thin, delicate chain of gold, holding a ruby the size of a tear. His hand moved before he spoke, fingers brushing the pendant gently, almost thoughtfully. He held it for a beat, then let it go, and reached up instead to tilt your chin toward him.

Your head lolled slightly. The light caught your face full on now—cheekbones, long lashes, the faintest frown still resting in your unconscious expression.

San stepped forward slightly. “Captain? Something wrong?”

Hongjoong didn’t answer right away. He just stared at your face for a long, heavy moment. Then, slowly, he stood.

His sigh was sharp, tired, edged with frustration. His voice, though, was calm. Too calm.

“What necklace,” he said, “is she wearing?”

Seonghwa stepped in and bent down, lifting the ruby gently with two fingers. His breath hitched. “Ruby,” he said under his breath.

The air shifted. Wooyoung glanced at Yeosang, eyes widening.

“Ruby,” Hongjoong echoed, with a dry chuckle. He ran a hand through his hair and turned toward the wall. “And who wears rubies?”

The silence stretched. Jongho, voice quieter than usual, answered. “The royal family.”

There was a pause—half a heartbeat—and then Hongjoong slammed a vase off the nearby shelf. It shattered against the wood with a crack that echoed through the whole hull, sending pieces scattering across the floor.

“You three idiots,” Hongjoong seethed, not yelling, just loud enough to cut. “You kidnapped a member of the royal family!”

No one spoke. They all knew better.

There were times on this ship when you joked, when you laughed at your captain’s strange moods, when you nudged at the line for fun. This wasn’t one of them.

This was where you zipped your mouth and hoped the storm passed.

Hongjoong’s boots hit the wooden floor hard as he stomped up the steps, the tension in his shoulders visible even from behind. Seonghwa followed a pace behind, hands folded neatly behind his back, expression unreadable. One by one, the rest of the crew moved after them, heads lowered, glances thrown, but no one speaking just yet.

They spilled out onto the main deck where the moon hung fat over the sea, and the wind tugged at their coats and hair like the ocean itself was eavesdropping.

Wooyoung was the first to speak, tentatively. “Couldn’t we just ask for ransom?” he said, voice lighter than it should’ve been. “She’s a princess. They’ll pay more than we could ever dream of.”

Seonghwa scoffed, loud and short. “They wouldn’t send gold, Wooyoung. They’d send ships. And soldiers. And cannons with our names carved into the damn balls.”

“She’s not just a royal,” Yeosang muttered, glancing out at the dark horizon. “She’s the kind of royal they hang people for touching. All eight of us, strung up before we make landfall.”

“So we dump her,” Mingi said, rubbing a hand over his face. “Right now. Overboard. Cut our losses, vanish before the tide turns.”

“And when they find her body floating?” Jongho asked, frowning. “You think they’ll just shrug and say ‘oh well’?”

“I say we drop her back where we got her,” Jongho added, voice low. “Slip her back into the courtyard and pretend we never saw her.”

“We knocked her out and dragged her across a harbor,” San cut in. “You think no one noticed the princess is missing by now? Going back would be suicide.”

The group fell into silence. Hongjoong stood near the helm, staring into the night like it might offer him something he could work with. A way out. But all it gave him was the sound of ropes snapping against sails and his own rising pulse.

He hated royals. Hated everything about them. Their smug faces, their soft hands, their twisted power disguised as charm. And now one of them was tied to a chair on his ship.

His lips curled back in frustration. And then—noise. Muffled at first, then louder. A scuff. A thud. The creak of ropes moving when they shouldn’t be, from below deck.

Hongjoong groaned, dragging a hand down his face. “Great,” he muttered. “Our princess is awake.”

He didn’t turn around. Just waved a hand lazily over his shoulder. “Get her. Before she breaks something.”

Yunho and Mingi immediately moved, boots thudding as they headed down the steps and into the dim lower deck.

They reached the room where they left you. The chair was empty, only thing on it were ropes and the cloak.

“Mingi—” Yunho started.

But Mingi had already turned—just in time to catch the heel of your foot directly to his face. He staggered back with a grunt, blood blooming from his nose.

You bolted through the narrow corridor, gown bunched in your fists, heels clacking like gunshots against the floorboards. The ship was a maze of doors and passageways, and you had no idea where you were or where the exit was—but forward was better than trapped.

Your breath came in sharp bursts, the ache in your head dulling with every rush of adrenaline. Panic clawed at your throat, but you pushed it down. Run now. Breathe later.

One second you were turning a corner, and the next you were being yanked back into a chest, a cold ring of metal pressing hard against your temple. Your body froze instantly.

“Make a move, princess,” a voice hissed against your ear. Low. Dangerous. Calm in the way that promised nothing good. “And, I’ll blow your brains out.”

Hongjoong’s arm stayed locked across your ribs, anchoring you against him with unshakable grip. The cold kiss of the gun never left your temple. Not even when he raised his voice, directing it toward the deck where his crew had gathered like guilty schoolboys caught in a mistake no one dared name yet.

“Because someone had their heads up their asses,” Hongjoong said, voice steady but biting, “we kidnapped the wrong girl.”

No one moved. Not a single shift of boot or breath.

“I don’t want a stuck-up royal bleeding on my ship,” he continued, tone razor-sharp. “So we’re going to sail close to shore, drop her off at her golden palace, and pretend this never happened. She won’t say a word. Right, princess?”

Your breath caught. Your mouth parted. He wasn’t bluffing. He didn’t even glance at you when he said it—he’d already decided.

The idea of returning tightened something in your throat. The palace gates flashing before your eyes. Your mother’s pinched look. Your father’s barely-concealed disgust. The stiff silence they would demand while attendants wiped blood from your brow and powdered the bruises under your eyes.

And then the ceremony. The binding. Prince Chanwoo.

You saw his face in your mind, that soft practiced smile that never reached his eyes, that always left your skin cold. You saw the last queens, portraits now—painted high and pale, hidden in shadowed corners of the palace where no one spoke their names.

No.

Your body twisted suddenly in Hongjoong’s grip. “You can’t send me back.”

That made him look at you. His eyes were dark, unreadable. “What did you say?”

“Don’t send me back,” you said again, louder this time. “Keep me here. I’ll pay you. Whatever you want—just name your price.”

He shoved you then—not hard enough to hurt, but enough to turn you—pinning you against the gunwale. The sea roared below, black and endless. You looked down and your breath hitched. One wrong move and you’d be part of it.

“What game are you playing?” he growled.

You lifted your chin. “I’ll pay anything. Just let me stay on this ship. Keep me away from the kingdom.”

There was a beat of silence, long and heavy. Then, he tilted his head, lips curling with dry amusement. “And why would a princess want to stay with a bunch of pirates?”

You didn’t answer. You just looked at him. Neither of you moved. Somewhere above, the crew waited, pretending they weren’t listening. The ship creaked, low and slow. Every second felt like it dragged along the edge of a blade.

Finally, Hongjoong pulled back. He stepped away from you in one smooth, practiced motion. But his eyes never left your face.

You reached for your hand, pulling off the ring you’d worn since you were sixteen. Thick-banded gold, three flawless diamonds, wrapped in a loop of white-gold filigree. A gift from the Queen Mother. Worth more than most small ships.

You held it out. Hongjoong went to take it—but you pulled it back an inch.

“This,” you said clearly, “is the price. For not telling anyone who I am. For letting me stay.”

The air shifted. Again. The crew watched, quiet and stunned. The fire behind Hongjoong's eyes flared again. A long pause. His hand curled into a fist.

Then he closed his eyes. “Fine,” The word landed like a stone.

You placed the ring in his palm. He turned it in his fingers, inspecting it with a slow, careful look, like it might burn him. Then that familiar twist of his mouth returned, cynical and sharp. He gave you a shallow, sarcastic bow.

“Welcome aboard, princess.”

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asking to place lipstick marks on 'it'

seventeen x reader 18+, nsfw, svt down bad warnings: suggestive content, love making wc: 1.0k author's notes: such a CRAZYY thought to have, so i decided to do it :) but i cant believe it took me this long to finish writing this (read: uni is kicking my ass). anyways, wouldn't say i'm very satisfied with it, but i really hope you guys like it!! also, special thanks to @simpxxstan for giving me ideas for a few members

➼ choi seungcheol

very interested in the idea. would get so excited for this. would ask if he can select the shade of lipstick and runs to your dressing table when you agree. but most likely would end up buying a new set of lipsticks because the shade he wants 'is not there' (it's an excuse for him to buy you a new set). by the time you're able to finish your mission, you're over three rounds and he's a sweaty, moaning mess. neither of you sleep that night.

➼ yoon jeonghan

would become so smug when you suggest it?? like full on smirk on his face and just goes, "if you wanted me to fuck you, you could have just said that." but will eventually agree when he sees your boba eyes and gets excited seeing your excitement. will probably squirm and whimper because of the sensations at first, but the sex later on is crazy.

➼ hong jisoo

confused eyes. looks so adorable you end up smushing his face and kissing his lips in fondness. man is actually so clueless at first, but then ever more confused when he realizes what you meant. becomes beet red until you promise him it's just for fun and not necessary until he's okay with it, hearing which he quickly agrees cause if you're gonna have fun, why would he not indulge you? would become so adorably shy when he sees the result. makes you cum with just his fingers and mouth as thank you.

➼ moon junhui

mindblown by your idea. becomes so excited; it's like a child waiting for candy. so endeared by you that he ends up making you smooch all over his face. then he starts kissing all over your face. the lipstick marks meant for his dick end up on your faces, but neither of you could be happier than at this moment. slowly turns into a gentle love making session.

➼ kwon soonyoung

you ask him in a very usual way, but it's only after he accepts that you realize this is a great opportunity to tease him. asks if he can record it (because he's very amused by this idea) and searches for the perfect lighting and angle while you prepare. thinks he's so prepared for it, but starts shaking and pleading the moment you start kitty licking his tip. by the time you're finished, he's panting and wanting for more.

➼ jeon wonwoo

you ask him while he was gaming; he leaves the game so fast you wonder what went wrong. but then he goes and picks up a random shade of lipstick and pulls you in between his knees as he manspreads on his gaming chair. holds your hair as you work on him. hours later, the lipstick and your clothes lie forgotten by the bed.

➼ lee jihoon

wants this whole event to occur in his studio. literally agrees when you offer to come to the studio for it. he'd be acting so nonchalant but you can clearly hear his heart racing in his chest and his ears going red. also likely to voice record the whole thing with your consent to use as 'inspiration' later (will use it to get off during desperate times).

➼ lee seokmin

another one who'd get red. very shy. "woah where do you even get ideas like these?" as he goes wide-eyed and still manspreads on the couch to invite you in. goes weak in his knees when he sees you make eye contact with him as you look up from between his knees wearing a shade he considers sexy. you have to abort the mission because he ends up pushing your face few many times.

➼ kim mingyu

GIGGLY MESS. you don't understand what he's been giggling about ever since you proposed the idea, but you're currently down on your knees in front of his naked body and he just cant stop giggling??? when you ask him about it though, he says he's way too endeared by this whole task and wants you to kiss every inch of his body. so, an hour or so later, you're panting, straddling a happy mingyu who's entire body is covered with lipstick stains. time to make a new folder in your gallery.

➼ xu minghao

lowkey becomes concerned about you. he already suspected you were upto something when you approached him with a cheeky smile, but he never thought it'd be this... wild? almost instantly rejects until he sees you get down and look at him with such hopeful eyes that he cant resist. still finds it weird as you mark him, but gladly indulges you. takes photos of it (without you knowing,,, or so he thinks) because you are the artist, and he ends up liking the art a little too much.

➼ boo seungkwan

lowkey judges you first, before highkey agreeing to it. it's one of the "how dare you make stupid decisions and do them without me" moments. judgmental most of the time: "is that the shade you're choosing? it doesnt look good on my skin tone," "the lip shapes arent perfect, pucker them a little more," etc etc. after lots of advice and nagging, you finally finish the job. you get up with a satisfied smirk as you look at his pretty pink cock and his spent form.

➼ chwe vernon

deeply contemplates it. quickly nods when you say, "it's for the art" and asks for some time. leaves. comes back saying "okay, let's do it." when you ask him where he went, he goes "i had to be clean and ready." waits for you to prep for it, but almost cums then and there when he sees you naked, wearing only his favourite shade of lipstick. by the time you could finish the task, he's lost all his marbles and begs you to ride him. finishes with his cum painting your chest and stomach.

➼ lee chan

turns red as a tomato. one moment you suggest the idea, the next he has to physically pull his head outta the gutter because his thoughts escalated into something else. and no matter how hard he tries to deny that he was indeed having very mature thoughts, the blush creeping to his cheeks screams the truth. asks somewhere in between if he can mark your chest with his lipstick marks, and honestly? who are you to resist? by the end of the night, he's spent and at your mercy and you havent yet completed the task.

[lisasmuts]

BlackPink's Getogether

Lisa x rosie x jisoo x jennie

20k words

(Debt lisa inviting her band mate to taste Y/N's magnificent cock)

( SO before we start this, I want to apologize, i am very very sorry, this story got ruined as i got sick very badly sick i couldnt write it anymore and now i am uploading this half written hopefully you guys like whatever i wrote, in the end of this half written story it is a mess in writing so please ignore it, please ignore all the bad writing considering my bad health. 😔😔😔😔 I am very sorry and sad i couldnt deliver a good story. )

It was yet another weekend, and lisa was already at yn’s doorstep waiting for him to open the door on a Saturday morning. A radiant smile blossomed on lisa’s face as she stepped into yn’s home, her heart fluttering with anticipation. The moment they were alone, she found herself swept into his strong embrace, her body melting against his. With a content sigh, she nuzzled into the crook of his neck, reveling in his warmth and familiar scent.

“Oh, yn, I’ve missed you so much,” she murmured, her fingers trailing delicately along the contours of his muscular frame. “I’ve been thinking about you non-stop since the last time we were together.” Pulling back slightly, she gazed up at him with eyes shimmering with adoration and unbridled desire. “I need you, yn… I need you to take me, to claim me as yours. Please, don’t make me wait any longer.”

Overcome by her passionate plea, yn crushed his lips to hers in a searing kiss, his hands roaming hungrily over her curves. Breathless, lisa returned the kiss with fervent ardor, her body buzzing with anticipation. Without breaking contact, they stumbled towards the bedroom, their shared craving for one another burning even hotter.

Once inside, yn wasted no time in stripping lisa bare, his touch igniting sparks of electric pleasure across her sensitive skin. She whimpered and trembled under his ministrations, her eyes shining with adoration as she surrendered herself completely to his possession. Falling back onto the bed, lisa spread her legs eagerly, silently begging him to take her and fill her to the brim.

“Ohhh, yn,” she breathed, her voice thick with longing. “Please, don’t hold back my love my daddy – I missed you so much my love.”

With a guttural growl, yn plunged into her welcoming heat, his hips snapping forward in a relentless rhythm. Lisa cried out in ecstasy, her back arching as she was claimed over and over, her body singing with blissful abandon. Yn’s grip tightened, his hips surging forward as he claimed her in a series of deep, reverberating thrusts. Lisa’s back arched, her nails raking down his back as she cried out in ecstasy. Yn’s relentless pace drawing out wave after wave of mind shattering orgasms from lisa’s trembling form. Their lovemaking was frantic, desperate, a tangle of limbs and breathless moans. Yn pounded into her relentlessly, his thrusts deep and unforgiving, yn keeps drawing out wave after wave of shattering ecstasy from lisa’s trembling form. For hours, they were lost in a haze of insatiable passion, their bodies joining in a primal dance of lust. Lisa’s cries of ecstasy echoed through the room as yn relentlessly drove into her, drawing out orgasm after mind-shattering orgasm. The afternoon passed in a haze of frenzied lovemaking, yn’s primal lust utterly consuming them both.

By the time evening fall, lisa was utterly spent, her body glistening with a sheen of sweat. Hours later, as the sun began to set, lisa found herself in the kitchen preparing dinner. However, she was hardly able to focus on the task at hand, for yn had come up behind her, his strong arms encircling her waist. Lisa could feel the weight of his hardness nestled so firmly between her ass cheeks, and a shiver of anticipation ran through her. Glancing over her shoulder, she met his smoldering gaze, a coy smile tugging at her lips.

“So, daddy, I’ve been keeping count,” she purred, her hips subtly rocking back against him.

“You drew out fifteen delicious orgasms from me today,”

“Fifteen orgasms, Hmm??” yn murmured, his breath tickling her ear.

“I must be getting better at this.”

Lisa let out a soft, breathless laugh. She added, her hand drifting to her belly, “Better? You’ve had me trembling and begging for mercy all day ahahah. And I lost count of how many times you emptied yourself inside me.”

Yn chuckled, his hips rocking gently against her. “Well, a man has to keep his woman satisfied, doesn’t he? Though I must say, you do make it rather easy.”

Lisa nuzzled against him contentedly, basking in the afterglow of their shared indulgence. Lisa’s heart swelled with love and adoration for this man who consumed her so completely. She knew she could never be without him, her body and soul forever entwined with his own. There was nowhere else she’d rather be than right here, in his arms, utterly claimed and adored. Her heart swelled with unparalleled joy, for she knew she would never be satisfied, never be whole, without him.

Later in the night after eating the dinner together. With a contented sigh, lisa nestled deeper into yn’s embrace on the bed, her body humming due their passionate lovemaking. She traced lazy patterns along the firm planes of his chest, savoring the warmth of his skin against her own. Though their earlier tryst of the day had been frantic and desperate, but right now this slow, gentle rhythm they’d fallen into now was equally captivating. Lisa sleeping on top of yn and yn slowly and very gently grinding his cock inside her pussy.

“you know, daddy,” she murmured, her voice soft and honeyed, “I could stay like this forever. This… this is what I dream of, being here with you, feeling you inside me.” Her hips rolled in a languid grind, drawing a soft groan from yn’s lips. “They way you make me feel, it’s like nothing else in the world. I’m completely and utterly yours.”

Yn’s grip on her hips tightened ever so slightly, his jaw clenching as he fought to maintain his leisurely pace. The fierce possessiveness that so often consumed him was tempered by the all-encompassing tenderness he felt for this woman in his arms. “Every inch of you belongs to me, just as I belong to you. There’s no one else for either of us, is there?”

Lisa’s eyes shimmered with tears of joy as she gazed up at him, her heart swelling with unbridled affection. “No, my love. There’s only you. Only ever you.” With a tremulous smile, she pressed a feather-light kiss to his lips, her hips continuing their sensual undulations. In this moment, there was no urgency, no desperate hunger – just pure, unadulterated love, radiating from every touch, every whimpered endearment. For lisa, this was true perfection, a moment suspended in time where she was wholly, irrevocably yn’s, and he was hers.

Lisa’s eyes sparkled with mischievous delight as she gazed up at yn, a coy smile playing on her lips. She nestled closer against him, her fingertips tracing the contours of his chiseled frame.

“Daddy, can I ask you something?” she purred, her voice dripping with honeyed innocence.

Yn’s brow arched, a flicker of amusement crossing his features. “Of course, baby. You can ask me anything.”

He pulled her in tighter, his large hands caressing the soft curves of her body.

Lisa’s smile widened as she pressed a feather-light kiss to his jaw.

“Well, you see, I’ve been talking to my girls of Blackpink about us… telling them how you have stolen my heart.”

Her fingers danced teasingly along his chest.

“And they… they’re all so curious about you, daddy. About your… magnificent cock, they’re dying to meet the man who’s stolen my heart.” She paused, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“they want to feel it stretching them apart, just like I do. So how about we have a get to gather??” Lisa shifted slightly, grinding her hips against his, her walls clenching around him in a silent plea.

Yn’s expression darkened with possessive desire, his grip on her tightening possessively. “A get-together, hmm?” he purred, his voice low and rumbling. “And what exactly did you have in mind, my insatiable little minx??” lisa’s smile widened, her eyes sparkling with unrestrained excitement. “Oh, I think you exactly what I have in mind, daddy.” “Would you… would you be open to having them over for a little… gangbang???”

Her voice laced with barely contained excitement, her body trembling with anticipation. Yn’s grip on her tightened, a low, primal growl rumbling in his chest. The corner of his mouth twitched, silently.

“Well, who am I to deny my greedy little slut and her friends??” his eyes narrowed, a predatory gleam igniting within their depths.

“I’ll have you all screaming my name by the time I’m through with you all. Tomorrow, you and your little friends are all mine. I’m going to us every inch of you all, fill you all up untill you’re dripping with my cum. By the time I’m done with you, you all will be ruined for anyone else.”

Lisa let out a delighted squel, her body quivering with unbridled excitement. “Oh, daddy, thank you!” she peppered his face with eager kisses, her hips rocking against him in a frenzy.

“They’re going to be so thrilled! I can’t wait to feel your cock filling me up, along with thiers…” her voice trailed off into a breathless moan as she imagined the delicous debauchery to come. Yn’s lips crashed against hers in a searing kiss, his hips surging forward with renewed vigor. Lisa’s soft moans of pleasure was swallowed by his possessive embrace, her body arching to meet his every thrust.

A radiant smile blossomed on lisa’s face as yn’s words registered, her heart swelling with unbridled excitement. “Oh, daddy, I knew you’d say yes! I can’t wait!” she exclaimed , her voice trembling with joy.

“They’re going to be absolutely thrilled! Rosie, Jisoo and Jennie… they’re all so eager to feel your magnificent cock stretching them apart, just like you do to me.” Lisa hips rocked against him in a sensual grind, her walls clenching around his shaft. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she leaned din closer, her breath caressing his lips.

“And you, daddy… you’re going to give it to them, aren’t you? You’re going to ruin them, make them scream your name just like you do to me. And you’re going to stretch rosie’s pussy apart until she’s screaming your name right? You’ll make her feel what is is to like having a cock up your pussy right?? Oh I am so excited dadddy rosie will love it so much.”

A sly smile curved her lips as she nuzzled into the crook of his neck. She paused, pulling back slightly, her expression shifting to one of vulnerable longing.

“But… you won’t forget about me, will you?? No matter what they do, I’ll always be your number one, right? I couldn’t bear it if I lost you, daddy. You’re mine, forever and always.”

Yn’s grip on her tightened possessively, his eyes narrowing with a predatory gleam. With a sudden,  sharp thrust, he hilted himself inside her, eliciting a sharp gasp of pleasure from lisa.

“You silly, greedy little thing.” He purred, his voice low and rumbling.

“You think those greedy little sluts can steal me away from you? As if I could ever want anyone else but you. You’re the only one who truly satisfies me, lisa. No matter what those girls try, they’ll never compare to the way you feel wrapped around my cock.”  His hips surged forward, striking her most sensitive spots with unerring precision. His words punctuated with another punishing thrusts, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips.

“You’re the only one for me, lisa. My insatiable little fuck toy, my personal whore. No matter how many times I fill those other holes, you’ll always be the one I come back to.” He punctuated his words with a series of deep, punishing thrusts, drawing a strangled cry of pleasure from lisa’s lips.

“You’re mine, lisa. Completely and utterly mine. I’ll make sure those girls know it, too. By the time I’m through with all of you, you’ll be dripping with my cum, begging for more. And I am completely and utterly yours too, they’ll know how much your holes drain me and my cock compare to theirs, and they will know that my cock and me belongs to you and you to me.” Lisa’s back arched, her body quivering with unbridled ecstasy. Her earlier vulnerability had been washed away, replaced by a fiere possessiveness that mirrored yn’s own.

“Oh, daddy…”

She breathed, her voice thick with wanton need. Her back arched more her boobs pressing hard against his chest. A breathless moan escaping her lips as she continued his relentless assault on her most sensitive spots. The vulnerability that had breifly flickered in her gaze was now replaced by unadulterated adoration and devotion. Yn was hers, she was his, and she would never let him go, no matter what temptations lay ahead.

A radiant smile blossomed on lisa’s face as yn’s hips surged forward, his cock tasing her sensitive spots with maddening precision. A soft, breathless giggle escaped her lips as she felt the delicious pressure building within her.

“Daddy, you’re such a tease,” she purred, her eyes sparkling with playful admonishment. “Don’t think I don’t know exactly what you’re doing.” Her hips rocked back against him, her walls clenching around his intrusive shaft. “You just can’t resist pushing me to the edge, can you?”

Yn’s expression remained maddeningly neutral, though the corner of his mouth twitched with silent amusement. “Whatever do you mean, pet?” he murmured, his voice low and rumbling. “I’m merely giving you what you crave.”

Lisa’s pout was utterly adorable, her brow furrowing in mock irritation.

“Oh, you know exactly what I mean, you naughty man!” she let out an indignant huff, though the breathless lilt inher voice betrayed her true feelings. “Poking and prodding at my most sensitive spots, just to watch me squirm. It’s not fair, daddy!”

Yn’s grip on her hips tightened possessively, his eyes narrowingwwith predatory desires. “OH, but it is fair, my greedy little minx. You’re mine to tease and torment as I see fit.” His hips surged forward, drawing a sharp gasp from lisa’s lips. “And I intend to enjoy every delicious second of it.”

Lisa’s back arched her boobs pressing hard against yn’s chest, her body writhing with wanton need. A breathless moan escaped her lips ass yn continued his relentless assault on her most sensitive spots. “Daddy, please…” she whimpered, her voice thick with longing. “Don’t make me beg…”

Yn’s expression darkened with unbridled lust, his grip tightening until it was almost bruising. “Oh, but I think I will, pet,” he growled, his hips snapping forward with renewed fervor. “I want to hear you plead for my cock, to feel you trembling and quivering beneath me. You’re mine to command, lisa, and I intend to enjoy every second of your sweet surrender.”

As the night wore on, lisa and yn lost themselves in a haze of passionate lovemaking. Their bodies moved in perfect sync, every touch and caress igniting sparks of electric pleasure. Yn poured his heart and soul into his relentless attentions, determined to draw out every last quiver of ecstasy from lisa’s trembling form. And lisa, intoxicated by his primal desire, surrendered herself completely, her cries of bliss echoing through the room.

By the time midnight approached, lisa was utterly spent, her body glistening with a sheen of sweat. Yet, even in their exhaustion, their hunger for one another refused to be sated. As they drifted off to sleep, yn nestled his softening cock into the warmth of lisa’s welcoming pussy, a possessive gesture that sent a thrill of contentment through her.

Lisa let out a soft, contented sigh, snuggling deeper into yn’s embrace. “I love this, daddy,” she murmured, her voice thick with drowsy affection. “I love how you always keep your cock inside me, even when we sleep. It makes me feel so… so happy, so possessed.” She tilted her head back, gifting him with a sleepy smile. “Thank you for taking such good care of me, my love. I’m yours, forever and always.”

Yn’s grip tightened around her waist, a low, rumbling purr of satisfaction escaping his lips. He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, his eyes shining with a fierce, possessive love. “And you are mine, lisa,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. “Now and always.” With that, he pulled her closer, their lips meeting in a languid, loving kiss as they drifted off to sleep, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs.

A radiant smile blossomed on lisa’s face as she stirred awake, feeling the familiar warmth and comforting weight of yn’s cock nestled firmly inside her. A soft, contented sigh escaped her lips as she gazed adoringly at his sleeping form. “Good morning, daddy,” she murmured, her voice thick with affection. Slowly, reluctantly, she disentangled herself from his embrace, her body thrumming with excitement. Today was the day – her bandmates were coming over for the most delicious debauchery, and she could hardly contain her anticipation.

With a barely suppressed giggle, lisa bounced into the washroom, her bare skin glistening with droplets of water as she emerged, refreshed and glowing. Yn’s eyes followed her every move, a flicker of amusement crossing his features as he took in her eager, almost giddy demeanour. “Someone’s certainly excited this morning,” he purred, beckoning her closer with a crooked finger. Lisa practically skipped over to the bed, her eyes shining with unbridled enthusiasm. “I can’t wait, daddy!” she exclaimed, her voice trembling with eagerness. “Rosie and the others will be here soon, and then the real fun can begin.” She paused, a mischievous glint entering her gaze. “But first, I’m absolutely starving. How about I whip us up a delicious breakfast while we wait for them to arrive?”

With that, she pressed a playful kiss to the tip of his nose, then with a deft twist of her hips, lisa climbed off the bed, her lush curves swaying with each step. yn’s eyes followed her hungrily, desire coiling in the pit of his stomach. He knew that once their guests arrived, his greedy little minx would be more than happy to share – but for now, she was his and his alone.

After the breakfast both yn and lisa sit on the couch.

Lisa’s heart raced with unbridled excitement as the doorbell rang, signalling the arrival of her beloved bandmates. With a squeal of delight, she bounded off the couch, her hips swaying alluringly as she made her way to the door. Flinging it open, she was greeted by the beaming faces of Rosie, Jisoo, and Jennie. “GIRLSSSS!!!” she exclaimed, her voice brimming with joy as she swept them into a warm embrace. “I’ve missed you all so much!”

The four friends erupted into a chorus of laughter and giggles, their reunion filled with affection and camaraderie. Reluctantly pulling away, lisa ushered them inside, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Come on, I’ve got someone I want you to meet,” she purred, her hips swaying as she led them deeper into the lust apartment.

Sinking down onto yn’s lap, lisa wrapped her arms around him possessively, her gaze radiating adoration and lust. “Daddy, these are my bandmates – Rose, Jisoo and Jennie.” She paused, her lips curving into a sly smile. “Girls, this is yn… the man who’s been filling me up and ruining me for anyone else.” A delighted giggle escaped her as she snuggled closer, her body thrumming with anticipation. “I’ve told them all about you and your… magnificent cock, and how you can make a girl scream. They’re just dying to get a taste for themselves.” Rosie, Jisoo and jennie exchanged heated glances, their eyes sparkling with unbridled desires. Rosie was the first to speak, her voice dripping with sultry invitation. “Well, what are we waiting for? I, for one, would love to get a closer look at this… magnificent cock of yours.”

Jennie and Jisoo nodded in eager agreement, their bodies thrumming with anticipation.

A mischievous giggle escaped lisa’s lips as she playfully teased rosie’s eager excitement. “Easy there, Rosiepoop. Don’t want to wear yourself out before the real fun begins, now do we?” with a coy flutter of her eyelashes, lisa slowly rose from yn’s lap, her hips swaying with feline grace. “Why don’t we all adjourn to the bedroom? I have a feeling you three are just dying to get a closer look at daddy’s… magnificent cock.”

Rosie practically bounced with excitement, her eyes sparkling with wanton desire. “Finally!!! Lead the way, Lilipoop!!!!!” she exclaimed, her voice trembling with anticipation. Jisoo and jennie exchanged heated glances, their bodies thrumming with a similar sense of eager hunger.

Lisa’s smile widened as she took yn’s hand, tugging him along behind her. The group made their way to the bedroom, the air thick with palpable tension. Lisa could practically feel the girls’ eyes boring into yn, their gazes undressing him hungrily. As they reached the threshold she paused, her expression shifting to one of coy invitation. Her voice dropped to a sultry purr. “Daddy’s been waiting for you.”

A delighted giggle bubbled up from lisa’s lips as the girls gathered around yn, their eyes sparkling with unbridled desires. With a coy smile, she stepped forward, her fingers trailing down the front of her dress. “Well, since we’re all here, I suppose we should get a little more… comfortable, don’t you think??” her voice dropped with a sultry purr as she slowly peeled the fabric away, revealing the lacy black bikini that clung to her curves.

Rosie’s eyes widened, her breath quickening with anticipation. Without a moment’s hesitation, she followed lisa’s lead, her nimble fingers deftly undoing the buttons of her shirt. Jisso and jennie soon, they too joined in the sensual display, their clothes falling away to unveil their own tempting forms. Yn sat back, a rumbling chuckle escaping his lips as he drank in the sight before him. His gaze swept over the four beauties, his expression darkening with unbridled lust. His fingers twitched with the desire to reach out and claim them, to ravish them until they were quivering, breathless messes beneath him. But for now, he would simply savor the delicious anticipation, letting the tension build until he could no longer contain himself.

A mischievous glint flickered in everyone’s eyes as the four of them struck a seductive provocative pose,

their naked bodies on full display for yn’s hungry gaze. “BlackPink in your area, Daddy!” everyone exclaimed in unison, their voices dripping with lust and hunger.

Yn’s eyes lit up with unbridled lust as he drank in the sight before him, his fingers twitching with the desire to claim them. Sauntering over to rosie first, his hands roam possessively over her curvy form, his touch leaving tingles in its wake.

“Mmm, look at you Rosie, what a beauty you are.” he purred, his voice thick with praise.

“Such a delectable little morsel. Your skin is like the creamiest milk, and those soft, juicy boobs… I can’t wait to suck them. So soft, so creamy… I’m going to have so much fun with this body of yours.” Rosie’s breath hitched, a soft whimper escaping her lips as his fingers danced across her sensitive flesh, her Australian accent adding fuel to the fire that burned within yn.

Next, yn turned his attention to the petite, cocky jennie, his grip rougher as he groped and manhandled her delicate form. “Look at you, you little filthy slut,” he growled, slapping her boobs and pussy harshly. “I’m going to use you up until you’re nothing but a drooling, quivering mess. I will ruin you completely.” Jennie’s eyes widened, a flicker of apprehension crossing her features, but the underlying thrill was unmistakable.

Yn’s caresses grew possessive and soft as he moved on to Jisoo, his fingers tracing the lush curves of her body. “And you, my dear… so soft and voluptuous. I’m going to enjoy sinking my cock into every inch of you..” Jisoo shuddered, her heart pounding in her chest as his touch ignited sparks of wanton desire.

Finally, he reached lisa, his prized possession. A possessive growl rumbled in his chest as he latched onto her, his hungry lips crashing against hers. Lisa giggled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I knew you couldn’t resist me, daddy,” she teased, her voice dripping with affection. From the sidelines, Rosie and Jisoo chimed in, their voices laced with longing. “We want kisses too, YN!” they pleaded, their eyes sparkling with need. Jennie remained aloof, her expression cocky.

Yn giggles on rosie and Jisoo’s pleading, he pats lisa’s ass and then he again goes to rosie.

A delighted giggle escaped rosie’s lips as yn yanked her close, her naked body pressing firmly against his muscular frame. The heat of his skin sent tingles racing down her spine, and she couldn’t help but lean into his touch, craving his caresses. “Mmm, yes, daddy,” she purred, her voice dripping with wanton need. “That’s much better.” Yn’s lips crashed against hers in a hungry, domineering kiss, his tongue plundering her mouth with unbridled desire.

Rosie melted into his embrace, her fingers tangling in his hair as she surrendered to his passionate onslaught. When he finally broke the kiss, she was left breathless, her lips swollen and glistening. “Is that enough for now, or do you need more, Babygirl??” he growled, his eyes smouldering with raw lust. Rosie’s gaze flashed with defiant heat. “Don’t be silly, daddy,” she breathed, her fingers trailing down his chest. “I’ll never get enough of you.”

Jisoo’s eyes gleamed with unrestrained desire as she sauntered up to yn, her hips swaying with feline grace. “Oppa, I want kiss too,” she purred, her voice dripping with sultry invitation. “Don’t leave me out of all the fun.” Yn’s lips curled into a predatory smile as he yanked Jisoo close, his fingers digging into the lust curves of her body. With a rumbling growl, he claimed her lips in a searing, possessive kiss, his tongue plundering her mouth unbridled hunger. Jisoo melted into his embrace, her nails raking down his back as she surrendered to his passionate onslaught.

Rosie watched with rapt attention, her heart pounding in her chest. A delighted squeal escaped Lisa’s lips as yn ordered rosie to go and make out with her. Her heart raced with giddy anticipation, unable to resist the temptation any longer, rosie turned to lisa, her gaze smoldering with wanton need. “LISAYAHHH!!! I can’t take it anymore, come here,” she cried, her fingers trailing down lisa’s bare arm. “Kiss me, please….” And lisa eagerly allowed rosie to pull her close. Their bodies pressed together, skin against skin, as their lips met in a passionate, sensual kiss. Lisa’s fingers tangled in rosie’s hairs, a soft moan reverberating in her throat as their tongues danced together. Their kiss a sensual, languid kiss, their tongue teasing and caressing each other’s.

Yn breaks the kiss with Jisoo, he comes near where lisa and rosie were.

A barely contained shiver of anticipation ran down Rosie’s spine as yn’s strong arms encircled her from behind, his hard, unyielding length pressing against the small of her back. A soft, needy whimper escaped her lips, muffled by the sensual caress of lisa’s tongue. Her body thrummed with wanton desire, every nerve ending alight with pleasure.

“Mmm, daddy, you feel so good…” she breathed, her voice trembling with need. “I want you so badly… please, don’t tease my anymore.” Rosie arched her back, grinding her hips against her prominent bulge in yn’s shorts, silently begging for more.

Yn’s grip tightened possessively, a low, rumbling growl escaping his throat as his hand slid down to cup rosie’s heated pussy. “Look at you, my little slut, so wet and ready for me.” He purred, his fingers teasing her swollen folds. “I can feel how much you want this… how much you crave my cock inside you.” His tongue traced the delicate shell of her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. “Don’t worry, Babygirl. Daddy’s going to give you exactly what you need.”

Yn couldn’t resist and he pushes two of his fingers inside her pussy.

A delighted giggle bubbled up from rosie’s lips as yn’s fingers delved into her slick, heated depths. The Australian beauty’s back arched, her scream of pleasure muffled by lisa’s eager lips. Rosie’s hips ground down against yn’s hand, her body trembling with wanton need.

“MMm, yess daddy, that’s it,” Rosie panted, her voice dripping with lust. “YOUR FINGERS FEELS SOOOO GOOOOOD… I’ve been saving this tight little pussy just for someone like you.” She flashed lisa a coy, teasing smile. “Not like someone else I know, whose pussy is probably looser than the grand canyon by now.”

Lisa’s eyes narrowed, a playful pout crossing her lips. “Hey! My pussy is still plenty tight, you poop,” she huffed, giving rosie’s hand a light, scolding slap. “At least I don’t have to beg for attention like a desperate little slut.”

Yn chuckled darkly, his grip on rosie tightening possessively. “Now, now, girls, let’s not fight. There’s more than enough of me to go around.” His fingers curled, stroking rosie’s sensitive inner walls. “After all, I plan on using each and every one of you until you’re nothing but trembling, quivering messes.” His voice dropped to a sinful purr. “And I’m just getting started.”

Lisa gets away from yn and rosie, she goes to jennie.

Lisa huffed in annoyance as Jennie’s dismissive tone rang out, her cocky attitude rubbing lisa in the wrong way. “Really, jennie? You think you’re too good to join us?” lisa scoffed, her eyes narrowing. “Don’t be so naïve, you may act all high and mighty, but deep down, you’re just as much of a desperate slut as the rest of us.” She stepped closer, her voice dripping to a sultry purr. “Why don’t you stop pretending and come have some fun with daddy?? I promise he’ll give you the attention you so desperately crave.”

Jennie’s lips curled into a sneer, her arms crossing defiantly over her chest. “Hmph, as I’d ever lower myself to worship some pathetic little man,” she sneered, “If anything, he should be begging at my feet, worshipping the ground I walk on.” Her gaze flickered over to where rosie and yn were entangled, a flash of cockiness crossing her features. “I’m not some cheap whore like the rest of you. I’m a goddess, and I deserve to be treated as such.”

Lisa’s jaw tightened, a spark of irritation flaring in her chest. “You know, jennie, your attitude is really starting to piss me off,” she growled, “maybe it’s time someone put you in your place and reminded you that you’re nothing but a stupid, worthless slut.” Her eyes gleamed with a dangerous edge. “And I think daddy’s just the man for the job.”

A delighted gasp escaped lisa’s lips as yn yanked her close, his strong arms wrapping around her in a possessive embrace. Her heart raced with giddy anticipation, every nerve ending alight with the promise of pleasure. Without hesitation, she melted into his passionate kiss, her lips parting to allow his tongue to plunder her mouth. A soft moan reverberated in her throat as their tongues danced together in a sensual, languid caress.

Jisoo’s eyes gleamed with jealousy as she watched the intimate display, her own desire burning hot and insatiable. Unable to resist any longer, she pressed herself against yn’s back, her arms snaking around his waist. A predatory smile curved her lips as she nuzzled the nape of his neck, her tongue flicking out to tease his sensitive skin.

Rosie’s breath caught in her throat, her eyes fixed on the prominent bulge in yn’s shorts. She couldn’t tear her gaze away, her body thrumming with wanton need. Without moment’s hesitation, she sank to her knees, her fingers trembling as she slowly, reverently, tugged down his waistband. A delighted gasp escaped her lips as yn’s impressive manhood sprang free, pulsing with barely contained power. “Yes, daddy, show us what you’ve been hiding,” she purred, her voice dripping with lust. “Oh, DADDY… finally, we get to see your big, BEAUTIFUL COCK,” rosie breathed, her voice trembling with reverence. “I CAN’T WAIT TO FEEL IT INSIDE ME.”

Yn breaks the kiss, and he asks playfully teasing rosie. “Small isn’t it??”

The corners of rosie’s lips twitched upward in a coy, playful smile as yn’s words reached her ears. “Small? Oh, daddy, you know that’s not true,” she purred, her voice dripping with sultry amusement. “This little pussy of mine has been craving your big, thick cock for so long. I can’t wait to feel it stretching me out, filling me up until I’m screaming your name.” jisoo’s eyes gleamed with unbridled desire as she leaned in, her lips grazing the sensitive skin of yn’s shaft. “Mmm, oppa, you’re not giving yourself enough credit,” she murmured, her tongue flicking out to tease the glistening tip. “Your cock is absolutely perfect. I want to worship it, to feel it pounding into me until I can’t walk straight.” Without hesitation, rosie placed a reverent kiss on the head of yn’s cock, savoring the taste of pre-cum. “MMM, DADDY YOU TASTE SOO GOOOOD!!!” she purred, her gaze locked on his throbbing length. “I could spend hours just licking and sucking this beautiful cock of yours.” Jisoo let out a playful huff, gently pushing rosie aside. “Hey, don’t hog it all to yourself!” she scolded, her lips capturing the tip in a sensual kiss. “Mmm, you’re right, rosie, Oppa’s pre-cum is delicious. I WANT MORE!!” yn’s lips curled into a devious smirk as he regarded the two women kneeling before him, his cock pulsing with barely contained power. “Is that so, my little sluts??” he purred, his voice dripping with wicked amusement. “Well, then what are you waiting for?? Start worshipping your daddy’s cock, and show me just how much you want it.” Rosie and Jisoo needed no further encouragement. With eager, worshipful moans, they leaned in, their tongues darting out to lavish yn’s shaft with reverent kisses and teasing licks. Rosie, ever the mischievous one, swirled her tongue around the sensitive head, swirling her tongue around the sensitive tip in a maddening, sensual dance her eyes sparkling with playful challenge as she savored the salty – sweet taste of his pre cum.

Yn stepped away and went on to bed.

A delectable shiver ran down Rosie’s spine as yn’s commanding gaze fell upon her and the other girls. The weight of his intense stare ignited a fire within her, stoking the embers of her wanton desire. Casting a coy glance at lisa and Jisoo, rosie knew they felt the same insatiable hunger coursing through their veins.

“Come to daddy, my little slutss!”

Yn purred, his voice dripping with sensual promise. Without a moment’s hesitation, the three woman began crawling towards him, their movements slow and sensual, like felines stalking their prey. The ravenous hunger in Rosie and lisa and jisoo’s eyes was palpable as they crawled towards yn, their bodies radiating wanton need. Rosie’s gaze was fixated on yn’s magnificent, throbbing cock, her mouth watering with anticipation.

As they reached the bed, rosie was the first to make her move, followed by lisa, as they both instantly latched onto yn’s shaft, their tongues dancing across the prominent veins pulsing along his length, in worshipful rhythm. Rosie moaned around the thick girth, savoring the salty-sweet taste of his pre-cum, while lisa mirrored the action, her tongue gliding along the sensitive underside of his cock, eliciting a guttural groan from her daddy.

“Mmm, daddy, YOUR COCK TASTES SO GOOOOOOD!!!” rosie purred, her voice dripping with lust. She planted a series of reverent kisses along the shaft, her gaze smoldering with adoration.

“I want to suck you dry, to feel you pulsing on my tongue,” with that, she parted her lips, slowly engulfing the throbbing head, her tongue swirling the sensitive slit.

Few moments later.

Rosie’s eyes fluttered shut, a blissful sigh escaping her lips as hse wrapped her lips around one of yn’s heavy balls, her tongue swirling and caressing the sensitive skin. Lisa watched, transfixed, as rosie’s mouth descended, her own lips curling into a wicked smile. Not to be outdone, lisa followed suit, emboldened by her friend’s display, she leaned in, her mouth enveloping the opposite testicle, drawing it into her warm, wet mouth. She sucked gently, the two women working in perfect harmony to shower yn with their adoration. Yn’s head fell back, a deep, rumbling groan of pleasure vibrating in his chest as the two women worshipped his cock and balls with unbridled hunger. Their mouths moved in a mesmerizing dance, their tongues and lips worshipping every inch of his throbbing length, each woman determined to draw the most delicious sounds from their daddy’s lips.

Yn’s expression a mix of amusement and raw, primal desire, as the two women vied for his attention, each determined to prove their devotion. His hips bucked slightly, a low, rumbling growl escaping his lips as the sensations threatened to overwhelm him.

“Yes, my little sluts, that’s it,”

Yn growled, his fingers tangling in their hair as he fought the urge to buck his hips, to bury himself in their warm, wet mouths.

“Show daddy how much you want his cock. Show him how much you need to be filled and used.”

A delicate shiver rippled through jisoo’s body as yn’s commanding gaze fell upon her. Though she felt a flutter of nervous anticipation, the undeniable hunger burning in her veins quickly overcame her initial shyness. Casting a sidelong glance at rosie and lisa, who were already lavishing yn’s cock with their eager mouths, Jisoo knew she couldn’t hold back any longer.

“OPPA, I…” Jisoo began, her voice barely above a whisper. But yn was having none of her hesitation. With a powerful tug, he pulled her close, his lips capturing hers in a searing, possessive kiss. Jisoo’s eyes fluttered shut as she melted into his embrace, her body thrumming with wanton need.

When yn finally broke the kiss, he gently but firmly guided jisoo’s head downward, his commanding gaze spending a delicious shiver down her spine. “Don’t be shy, my little slut,” he purred, his voice dripping with sinful promise. “Show daddy how much you want his cock.”

Jisoo’s breath caught in her throat as she found herself mere inches from yn’s impressive shaft, the throbbing length pulsing with power. Steeling her nerves, she leaned in, heer lips grazing the sensitive tip in a feather-light kiss. A low, guttural groan rumbled in yn’s chest spurring Jisoo onward. Emboldened by his reaction, she parted her lips, slowly taking the swollen head into her warm, wet mouth. The salty-sweet taste of his pre-cum exploded on her tongue, eliciting a muffled moan of pleasure.

As jisoo’s mouth descended, enveloping more of yn’s throbbing length, lisa and rosie continued their devoted ministrations, their tongues and lips caressing his balls with reverent worships. The sensations were overwhelming igniting a primal fire deep within yn’s core. His hips bucked slightly, a low, rumbling growl escaping his lips as he fought the urge to bury himself in their eager mouths. Lisa and Rosie, their mouths still busy worshipping yn’s balls, paused momentarily to admire the sight before them. Their eyes gleamed with a mixture of lust and possessiveness, each desperate to claim their daddy’s attention. As Jisoo’s lips slid lower, engulfing more of yn’s impressive length, lisa and rosie resumed their ministrations, their tongues swirling and caressing his sensitive skin, determined to draw ever more delicious sounds from their shared daddy.

“Yes, my beautiful sluts,” yn growled, his fingers tangling in their hair as he savored the delicious friction. “Show daddy how much you need to filled and used. Don’t stop until every last drop of my cum is coating your hungry little mouths.”

A low, guttural growl rumbled in yn’s chest as the three women lavished his throbbing length with their eager, worshipful mouths. The sensations were almost overwhelming, igniting a primal fire deep within him. His fingers tangled in their hair, his hips bucking slightly as he fought the urge to bury himself in their warm, wet cavities.

“mmm, yes, my beautiful sluts,” yn purred, his voice dripping with raw, animalistic desire. “Ohh yess, fuck that’s good. Your mouths feels so good wrapped around my cock, keep going my pets keep pleasing your daddy!!”

Jisoo’s cheeks hollowed as she bobbed her head, her tongue swirling and caressing the prominent veins pulsing along yn’s shaft. The salty-sweet pre-cum exploded on her taste buds, eliciting a muffled moan of pleasure. Above her, rosie and lisa continued their devoted ministrations, their tongues and lips worshiping his heavy, aching balls with reverent fervor.

Rosie’s eyes gleamed with wanton need as she nuzzled her face against yn’s sac, her tongue darting out to tease the sensitive skin. A shiver of delight rippled through her as his low, rumbling groan reached her ears. Beside her, lisa mirrored her movements , her mouth descending to capture one of his balls, sucking it into her warm, wet cavern with a series of slick, sensual licks.

Yn’s head fell back, a deep, guttural growl escaping his lips as the three women veid for his attention, each determined to prove their devotion. His hips bucked slightly, the sensations threatening to overwhelm him as their mouths and tongues worked in perfect harmony to drive him wild with ecstasy. “FUCK YESS, THAT’S IT!!!!” he snarled his grip tightening in their hairs. “don’t stop you sluts, don’t stop until you’ve milked every last drop of my cum.”

A delicious shiver ran down jisoo’s spine as yn’s grip tightened in her hair, his fingers coiling around the dark strands in a passionate display. Her heart raced with a heady mixture of excitement and trepidation, knowing that she was about to be use as his personal plaything. Without wasting a moment, yn yanked her head forward, burying his throbbing cock deep in her throat. Jisoo’s eyes went wide, a strangled gasp escaping her lips as she struggled to accommodate his impressive girth.

“That’s it you fucking slut,” yn snarled, his hips bucking as he ruthlessly fucked her face.

Rosie watched, transfixed, as yn ravaged jisoo’s mouth. Her own desire burned hot and insatiable, fueled by the obscene sounds of flesh against flesh. Unable to resist any longer, she leaned in, her hand joining yn’s on the back of jisoo’s head, guiding her up and down on his shaft in a merciless rhythm.

“that’s it, Jisoo unnie, you’re doing so good,” rosie purred, her voice dripping with wicked delight. “Now you know how it feels to have daddy’s cock pounding your throat. Soon, it will be my turn.”

Lisa observed the debauched scene with equal parts lust and envy, her own body thrumming with need. Unwilling to be left out, she surged forward, capturing yn’s lips in a searing, possessive kiss. Their tongues clashed in a sensual, dominant dance as yn’s hips continued their relentless assault on Jisoo’s mouth.

“Fuck, you’re all such greedy little sluts,” yn growled against lisa’s lips, his voice rough with unbridled desire. “Don’t worry, daddy’s going to make sure each of you gets your turn to be used and abused.”

A wicked smirk played at the corner of rosie’s lips as yn’s gaze locked onto her. The hunger burning in his eyes ignited a fire within her, stoking the embers of her own insatiable desire. Without a moment’s hesitation, she surged forward, her lips capturing yn’s in a searing, possessive kiss. Their tongues clashed in a sensual, dominant dance, each fighting for dominance as yn’s hips continued their relentless their relentless assault on Jisoo’s throat.

“MMM, daddy, YOU TASTE SO GOOOOD!” rosie purred, her voice dripping with wanton need. “I cant wait to feel that thick cock stretching me out, filling me up until I’m screaming your name.” she nipped at his lower lip, her teeth grazing the sensitive flesh with just the right amount of bite. “I want you to use me, daddy. To ravage me until I cant walk straight.”

Yn’s grip on jisoo’s hair tightened, a guttural growl rumbling in his chest as rosie’s words ignited a primal fire within him. “is that so, my little slut?” he snarled, his hips bucking as he continued to brutalize jisoo’s throat. “well, then you’re next. I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll be begging me for mercy.” His gaze flicked to lisa, who watched the debauched scene with equal parts lust and envy. “and don’t think I’ve forgotten about you. My greedy little princess slut. You’re all going to get your turn to be used and abused by daddy’s cock.”

Rosie’s eyes gleamed with wicked delight, her heart racing with excitement at the prospect of being yn’s next conquest. She leaned in, her lips grazing the shell of his ear as she purred, “I can’t wait, daddy. I wan you to ruin me, to make me scream your name until I can’t speak.” She pulled back, her gaze locked with his, a silent challenge burning in her eyes. “Show me what that big cock of yours can do to little sluts likes me.”

Yn’s lips curled into a predatory grin, a low, rumbling chuckle escaping his lips. “Oh, don’t worry, my little slut. Daddy’s going to give you exactly what you need.” With a swift, powerful movement, he yanked jisoo’s head back, his cock sliding free from her abused throat. Rosie watched, transfixed, as a thin trail of saliva connected jisoo’s lips to his throbbing length, a testament to her desperation to please him. “Now, get on the bed, all of you,” yn growled, his voice dripping with wicked promise. “Its time for daddy to claim what’s his.”

Yn lays on his back on the bed.

A delicious shiver ran down rosie’s spine as yn’s gaze fixed upon her, the predatory hunger in his eyes igniting a fire within her very core. Rosie’s heart raced with unbridled excitement, her mouth already watering at the prospect of finally tasting his magnificent cock.

“MMmm, daddy, I CANT WAIT ANY LONGER,” rosie cried out, her voice dripping with wanton need as she eagerly crawled onto the bed, positioning herself atop yn’s muscular thighs. Without a moment’s hesitation, she lowered her head, her tongue darting out to tease the swollen, throbbing head of his cock. “Your cock look so delicious, daddy. I need to feel it stretching my mouth, filling me up until I can’t breathe.”

Yn let out a deep, rumbling chuckle, his fingers threading through rosie’s hair as he gazed down at her with a mixture of amusement and raw, primal desire. “Well, well, someone’s eager to get started, hm??” he tsked softly, a wicked grin spreading across his lips. “I suppose I can’t blame you, my little slut. That greedy mouth of yours has been begging for my cock, hasn’t it??”

Without warning, yn thrust his hips upward, burying the full length of his impressive shaft in rosie’s warm, wet mouth. Rosie’s eyes went wide, a muffled gasp escaping her as she struggles to accommodate his sheet girth. Her tongue swirled and caressed the prominent veins pulsing along his cock, the salty-sweet taste off his pre-cum exploding on her taste buds. “MMMM, fuck that’s it,” yn growled, his grip tightening in her hair as he began to fuck her face with reckless abandon. “Show daddy how much you love having your throat reshaped by my big, hard cock.”

Rosie’s muffled moans of pleasure reverberated around his shaft, the vibrations sending waves of ecstasy through yn’s body. She bobbed her head in time with his thrusts, her tongue dancing along the sensitive underside, determined to milk every last of his seed. Beside them, lisa and Jisoo watched, transfixed, their bodies thrumming with wanton need, eagerly awaiting their turn to be claimed by their shared daddy. They both kisses each other waiting for their turn.

Rosie’s eyes gleamed with wicked delight as lisa’s talented tongue began lavishing attention of her throbbing, aching pussy. A shiver of pure, unadulterated pleasure rippled through her body, the sensations only heightened by the relentless pounding of yn’s magnificent cock in her mouth. Muffled moans of bliss escaped her lips, the vibrations sending shockwaves of ecstasy through yn’s pulsing shaft.

Yn’s grip on her hair tightened, his hips snapping forward with increased fervor. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the room, punctuated by rosie’s muffled whimpers of pleasures. “That’s it, my little slut,” he growled, his eyes gleaming with a predatory intensity. “Take every inch of daddy’s cock. Show me how much you love being used as my personal fucktoy.”

Beside them, lisa’s mouth worked with unbridled enthusiasm, her tongue swirling and caressing rosie’s sensitive folds. Jisoo, not wanting to be left out, had positioned herself behind lisa, her own needy lips and tongue exploring the slick, glistening heat of lisa’s aroused pussy. “MMm, you taste just like daddy, lily” Jisoo purred, her voice dripping with wanton need.

Lisa hummed in agreement, her eyes fluttering shut as she savored jisoo’s talented ministrations. The room was filled with the obscene sounds of their collective lust, a symphony of moans, whimpers, and the wet, slick noises of their desperate coupling. Yn’s control was slipping his hips bucking with increasing fervor as he neared the edge of ecstasy. Rosie’s throat convulsed around his throbbing shaft, her body trembling with the effort to accommodate his impressive girth.

A devious smirk curled rosie’s lips as yn suddenly flipped her over, positioning himself atop her chest. The thick, throbbing length of his cock remained buried in her mouth, making it impossible for her to speak. But rosie didn’t mind – in fact, she reveled in the helplessness of her position, knowing that yn was about to use her in the most deliciously depraved way.

Lisa observed the scene with eager anticipation, her eyes gleaming with wicked delight. She knew exactly what yn had in store for rosie, and the thought of witnessing her friend’s throat being ruthlessly reshaped by his magnificent cock sent a shiver of pure, unadulterated lust through her.

“ROSIE POOOOOOOP!!!” lisa purred, trailing her fingers teasingly along rosie’s inner thigh. “Get ready, because daddy is about to give you the throat-fucking of lifetime.” With a swift motion, she slapped rosie’s glistening pussy playfully, eliciting a muffled whimper of pleasure from the helpless girl beneath him.

Jisoo watched, transfixed, as lisa’s tongue continued to explore rosie’s dripping folds. The sensations were exquisite, but her curiosity was piqued by lisa’s cryptic words. “What do you mean, lisa?” she asked, her voice thick with desire. “what’s daddy going to do to rosie??”

Lisa chuckled, her gaze locked with Jisooi’s as she slowly, deliberately dipped a finger into her own slick pussy. “OH, Jisoo unnie, you’re in for a treat,” she purred, withdrawing her fingers and bringing it to jisoo’s lips. “You see, my pussy tastes just like daddy’s cock, and soon, daddy’s going to make sure rest of your tastes just the same, and right now with rosie you ask? Well wait and see unnie.”

Jisoo’s eyes widened, a moan of pure need escaping her as she eagerly sucked lisa’s finger into her mouth, savoring the intimate, familiar flavor. She knew, without a doubt, that her turn will come soon again – and the anticipation was almost too much to bear.

A delicious shiver ran down rosie’s spine as yn’s grip tightened around her throat, his hips snapping forward with ruthless abandon. The thick, throbbing length of his cock plunged deeper, breaching the sensitive entrance to her esophagus. Tears sprang to rosie’s eyes, the sheer girth of his shaft stretching her to the limit, but the pleasure-pain was utterly intoxicating.

“NNGHHH, DADDY, PLEASE!!!” rosie’s muffled cries vibrated around his cock, the vibrations sending shockwaves of ecstasy through yn’s pulsing shaft. “I can’t… I can’t breath!!!” her fingers clawed at his hips, her body writhing beneath him as she fought against the overwhelming sensations.

Lisa watched the debauched scene unfold with equal parts lust and wicked delight. She knew, from personal experience, the blissful agony of having yn’s magnificent cock violate her throat, reshaping it to fit his every need. A predatory grin tugged at her lips as she leaned in, her breathed caressing rosie’s ear.

“That’s rosie, just let daddy use you,” she purred, her fingers trailing teasingly rosie’s trembling thighs. “Soon, your throat will be reshaped just like mine.”

Yn’s lips curled into a feral grin, his hips snapping forward with renewed fervor. Rosie’s muffled cries of pleasure-pain echoed through the room, her body trembling with the overwhelming sensations. He was going to make sure each of his greedy little sluts got exactly what they craved – a thorough, ruthless ravaging that would leave them quivering, begging for more.

A satisfied smirk played at the corner of rosie’s lips as she felt the delicious burn in her throat, the result of yn’s relentless violation. She traced the outline of her neck, marveling at the newfound breadth, a testament to the way yn had so expertly reshaped her inner passage to accommodate his impressive girth.

“MMM, daddy, you really did a number on me,” rosie purred, her voice slightly raspy from the abuse her throat has endured. She flashed yn a wicked grin, her eyes gleaming with pride and unbridled lust. “I love how my throat feels now – so open, so ready to take your cock anytime you want.”

Lisa leaned in, her fingers tracing the defined contours of rosie’s neck in awe. “Look at you rosiieee,” she breathed, her voice thick with desire. “Daddy’s really outdone himself, hasn’t he? Your throat is practically tailored for his cock now.” She pressed her palm against the sensitive flesh, feeling the heat radiating from rosie’s abused neck/throat. “I bet you could now swallow him whole without even gagging.”

Rosie let out a wanton moan, the mere thought of yn’s thick, throbbing shaft sliding down her newly reshaped throat sending shivers of pure, unadulterated pleasure through her body. “Nngh, yes, lisa I can now,” she purred.

While lisa and rosie were talking, yn’s grip on jisoo’s hair tightened, a low, rumbling growl escaping his lips as the oldest girl’s talented tongue danced along his shaft. His gaze flickered between rosie and lisa, a predatory grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.

In just few minutes, jisoo’s eyes widened in surprise as she felt the familiar burn and stretch in her throat, clear evidence of yn’s ruthless ministrations. A shiver of delight ran down her spine as she instinctively reached up to trace the newly broadened contours of her neck. “Daddy, what did you do to me??” she breathed, her voice slightly raspy from the abuse. “My throat, it feels so open.” Lisa and rosie watched the scene with equal parts awe and excitement, their fingers dancing along their own necks as if they could somehow conjure the same transformations. “Wow, unnie, daddy reshaped your throat toooo YAYYYYY!!!” lisa exclaimed, her gaze flickering hungrily between Jisoo and yn. Rosie nodded in agreement, a wicked grin spreading across her lips. “Just like me. Daddy reshaped our throats to be perfect for his cock. We’re his personal cocksleeves now – ready to be used and abused however and whenever he wants.” Yn’s eyes gleamed with predatory delight as he watched his three prized possession admire the changes he had wrought upon them.

A thrill of anticipation shot through lisa as yn turned his attention her, his hungry gaze sweeping over her body. The corner of her mouth twitched in a silent smile, her heart racing with eager excitement. She leaned in, her fingers trailing teasingly along the defined contours of his chest.

“Finally, daddy gets time for his girl,” lisa purred, her voice thick with longing. “I was starting to feel neglected.” Yn chuckled, his large hands settling possessively on her hips as he pulled her close. “OF course, baby,” he murmured, his breath caressing her lips. “You know I can’t stay away from you for long.”

Their lips met in a searing, passionate kiss, the intensity of their embrace leaving them both breathless. Lisa melted into yn’s embrace, her body molding perfectly against his as she surrendered to his dominant touch. The worlds around them faded away, replaced by the intoxicating sensation of their writhing, entangled limbs.

Beside them, rosie and Jisoo were lost in their own heated exchange, their hands exploring the newly reshaped contours of their necks. They marveled at the subtle changes, their fingers tracing the broadened, sensitized flesh with reverence.

“Look at us, unnie,” rosie purred, her voice dripping with pride. “Daddy’s made us into his perfect cocksleeves. We’re ready to be used and abused however he wants.” Jisoo nodded in agreement, a satisfied grin spreading across her lips. “I can’t wait to feel him stretching me out again. Now that my throat’s been reshaped, I bet I can take his entire cock without gagging.” The two girls exchanged a heated glance, their fingers intertwining as they turned their attention to the lone figure sitting in the corner, observing their depraved display with a scowl.

“Look at her,”rosie spat, her eyes narrowing. “jennie thinks she’s too good to join us. The bitch is missing out on all the fun.” Jisoo nodded, her grip on rosie’s hand tightened possessively. “Well, her loss. Daddy’s going to make sure he rest of us are completely and utterly ruined.” They both giggled, the sound dripping with wicked amusement as they turned their attention back to the heated embrace between lisa and yn, eagerly anticipating their own turn again to be thoroughly used and abused.

A devious smirk curled lisa’s lips

as yn’s gaze burned into her, his thick, throbbing cock resting against her lips. The corner of her mouth twitched with anticipation, her heart racing with a heady mix of desire and pride. She was, after all, yn’s most seasoned and trusted lover – the only one who truly knew how to wring every last shudder of pleasure from his magnificent shaft.

“Now, daddy let’s show these new sluts what a veteran like me can do,” lisa purred, her voice dripping with sultry confidence. Without hesitation, she pressed a reverent kiss to the swollen head of yn’s cock, her tongue darting out to tease the sensitive slit.

Yn’s guttural growl of pleasure reverberate through the room as lisa’s lips parted,

Enveloping his throbbing length in the silken heat of her mouth. Rosie and Jisoo watched their eyes wide and mouths agape, as lisa effortlessly swallowed him down to the hilt, her throat expertly accommodating his girth.

Buried to the hilt, yn’s fingers tangled in lisa’s hair, his hips rolling in a steady, undulating rhythm. The sensation of her throat constricting around him was utterly intoxicating, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through his body. He knew, without a doubt, that lisa’s mouth was tailored specifically for his cock – a perfect, custom fit cocksleeve that could milk him dry without a single gag or struggle.

“That’s it, my love, take daddy’s cock,” yn growled, his grip tightening possessively. “Show these sluts how a real cocksucker does it.” Lisa moaned around his shaft, the vibrations eliciting a sharp hiss of pleasure from yn. Her eyes gleamed with wicked delight, reveling in the knowledge that she was the true master of his pleasure, the one who could reduce him to a trembling rutting beast with nothing more than the skilled ministrations of her talented mouth.

A delicious shiver ran down lisa’s spine as yn’s grip tightened around her hair converting them into pigtails, his hips snapping forward with ruthless abandon. The thick, throbbing length of his cock plunged deeper into her awaiting mouth, her throat expertly accommodating his girth without so much as a flutter. “MMM, DADDY YOUR COCK FEELS SO GOOOD,” lisa purred around his shaft, the vibrations eliciting a sharp hiss of pleasure from yn.

Rosie and Jisoo watched the debauched scene with equal parts lust and wicked delight, their fingers trailing along lisa’s curves as they held her hands captive above her head.

The heat radiating from her needy pussy was palpable, a testament to her arousal. “look at you, lily” rosie purred, her breath caressing lisa’s ear. “Taking daddy’s cock like a good little slut.” Jisoo hummed in agreement, her fingertips teasing lisa’s swollen pussy. “MMM, and just feel how wet she is, I bet she’s aching to be filled, too.”

Yn’s hips snapped forward with renewed fervor, his guttural growls of pleasure echoing through the room as lisa’s talented mouth worked his throbbing length. Hjis grip on her tightening, his thrusts becoming more erratic and desperate. “That’s it, my lisa, take it!!” he snarled, his voice dripping with primal hunger. “You’re daddy perfect little cuckslut, aren’t you my lisa? Made just for my cock.” Lisa’s eyes gleamed with unbridled lust, her body thrumming with arousal, she was loving every second it.

Rosie and jisso watched the debauched scene with equal parts awe and envy, their fingers tracing the sensitive contours of lisa’s bulging neck. The sheer ferocity of yn’s assault was both terrifying and mesmerizing, a stark reminder of his primal, insatiable hunger.

“Unnie, loot at how ruthless daddy is,” rosie whispered, her voice laced with a hint of trepidation. “He’s like a monster when it comes to lisa.”

Jisoo nodded, her gaze transfixed on the way lisa’s throat effortlessly accommodated yn’s girth. “Yes, rosie, I can see that. Oppa truly a force to be reckoned with when it comes to his lisa. But you know, I think they’re just… born for each other. Only lisa can satisfy his monstrous appetite, and only daddy can quench her own insatiable thirst.”

Rosie hummed in agreement, her fingers trailing down to lisa’s swollen aching pussy. The heat radiating from her core was palpable, a testament to her arousal. “MMm, you’re right, unnie. They’re perfect for each other – two ravenous beasts, destined to devour one another for eternity.”

The anticipation was palpable as yn’s commanding voice echoed through the room. Rosie and Jisoo exchanged esciteed glances, their fingers trembling with eager anticipation. Lisa, on the other hand, felt a thrill of delight rush through her as she heard yn’s words.

“Alright, my sluts, daddy’s going to cum. Get ready, everyone excited??” yn growled, his gaze burning with primal hunger.

Rosie and Jisoo both squealed in delight. “YESSSS, DADDYYYYY!!!” they chimed in unison, their eyes gleaming with wicked excitement.

Lisa, however couldn’t help but pout slightly at the thought of having to share yn’s precious seed. She loved the taste of cum, the way it coated her tongue and throat, and the feeling of it sliding down her eager gullet. But before she could voice her protest, rosie and Jisoo playfully slapped her breasts, scolding her.

“Come on, lisaaaaaa, don’t be greedy!!! We want daddy’s cum too!!” rosie scolded, her voice laced with mock indignation.

Jisoo nodded in agreement, her fingers trailing teasingly along lisa’s curves. “That’s right, you selfish brat chikennn. You have to share with us!”

Lisa giggled, the feigned sadness quickly melting away. She knew better than to try and keep yn’s coveted seed all to herself. With a wink, she turned her attention back to yn’s throbbing cock, her lips parting again to eagerly accept his imminent release.

“Okay, daddy,” she purred, her tongue darting out to tease the swollen head. “I’ll ne good and save it all for rosie and Jisoo unnie.”

Yn’s grip on her pigtails tightened, his hips rolling in a steady, undulating rhythm. The familiar burn and stretch in her throat told lisa that her daddy was nearing his peak. She moaned around his shaft, the vibrations eliciting a sharp hiss of pleasure from yn.

The sultry heat of YN's seed filled Lisa's mouth, her tongue swirling and caressing the throbbing length of his cock as she struggled to contain the torrent of his release. A shiver of delight coursed through her as she felt the familiar warmth coating the inside of her cheeks, the salty-sweet flavor igniting her senses. But true to YN's command, Lisa resisted the overwhelming urge to swallow, determined to savor every precious drop for her eager companions.

As the last powerful spurt subsided, YN withdrew his glistening, cum-coated shaft from Lisa's mouth with a lewd pop. Her lips were swollen and glistening, coated with a mixture of her saliva and his potent seed. A soft whimper of protest escaped her lips, her eyes shining with longing, She could practically taste the salty bitterness on her tongue, the overwhelming desire to swallow it all down nearly overpowering her, but she knew better not to disobey her master. Beside her, Rosie's eyes gleamed with wicked anticipation, her tongue darting out to moisten her parted lips.

“Now, Rosie,” YN purred, his voice dripping with sultry command. “Why don't you be a good girl and lick me clean?”

Rosie needed no further prompting. With eager enthusiasm, she immediately latched onto YN's cock, her tongue swirling and lapping at the sensitive flesh, determined to leave him spotless. Beside her, Jisoo turned her attention to Lisa, her fingers gently caressing her cheek.

“You did so well, Lisa,” Jisoo murmured, her voice thick with admiration. “But you have to be a good girl and share Daddy's cum with us, okay? Don't you dare swallow a single drop. Daddy wants us to share, remember?”

Lisa nodded obediently, her mouth curving into a sheepish smile as she fought to maintain her precious cargo. The urge to swallow was almost unbearable, but the promise of sharing this precious gift with her sisters was too enticing to resist. She opened her mouth slightly, allowing Jisoo to peek inside and marvel at the glistening pool of cum resting on her tongue.

As Rosie's skilled tongue worked its magic, YN's hips rolled with barely contained pleasure, his fingers tangling in her hair to guide her movements. The room echoed with the obscene sounds of Rosie's eager ministrations, punctuated by YN's guttural growls of approval. Lisa watched the depraved display with rapt attention, her heart pounding with a heady mix of arousal and anticipation. She couldn't wait to gulp down her share of the cum after sharing it with her Unnie and Rosie.

A shiver of anticipation rippled through Lisa as YN's commanding voice filled the room. Her heart raced with a delightful mix of desire and obedience, knowing that her master was about to bestow his precious gift upon her and the other eager sluts. With parted lips, she waited with bated breath,

“That's it, my dear Lisa,” YN purred, his fingers trailing affectionately through her hair.

“You've been such a good girl, controlling yourself so well. But now it's time to share Daddy's cum with Rosie and Jisoo, hmm?”

Lisa's mouth curved into a coy smile, her eyes gleaming with mischief. She knew how badly she wanted to simply swallow down every last drop of YN's potent seed, but the promise of sharing it with her sisters was far too enticing to resist. Obediently, she opened her mouth wide, allowing the thick, creamy load to rest on her waiting tongue.

Rosie and Jisoo's eyes widened with eager anticipation as they leaned in, their tongues darting out in synchronized movements.

“Mmm, look at all that yummy cum,” Rosie purred, her gaze locked onto the glistening pool in Lisa's mouth. “Come on, Jisoo unnie, let's clean up Lily's mouth together.”

Without hesitation, the two women pressed their lips to Lisa's, their tongues tangling and twisting as they greedily lapped up every last drop of YN's seed. The room echoed with the obscene sounds of their shared feast, punctuated by the occasional pleased hum or muffled moan. Lisa reveled in the sensation, her body thrumming with a heady mix of arousal and delight as she watched her sisters savor their shared prize.

YN's gaze burned with possessive pride, his fingers tangling in Lisa's hair as he watched the depraved display unfold. The sight of his three beautiful sluts sharing his potent cum was a sight to behold, and he knew that he would cherish this moment for eternity.

“That's my good girls,” he purred, his voice dripping with sultry authority. “Now, who's ready for round two?”

With that, YN stroked his cock, and in just a few strokes, he again immediately started spurting and splashing a new load of his cum all over Lisa, Rosie, and Jisoo's faces, covering their beautiful features in his sticky seed. Their eyes shut close as they all took YN's cum proudly on their faces, his hot, thick fluid splashing on their lips, eyes, noses, and foreheads. After YN had spent the last drop of his release, Rosie, Lisa, and Jisoo proudly showed their cum-covered faces, beaming bright smiles radiating on their features as they presented their prize to their master.

“Look at you all,” YN said, his voice dripping with amusement and pride.

“You three look so fucking beautiful and pretty with my cum all over your faces. Well, now you three lick each other's faces and drink my cum, while I'll go and take care of something I should have taken care of before.”

With that, YN left the bed, and the three women eagerly turned to each other, their tongues darting out to savor every last drop of their shared treat. Lisa, Rosie, and Jisoo immediately set to work, their tongues eagerly lapping at each other's cum-covered features, savoring the salty-sweet taste of their master's seed.

As yn turned his attention towards jennie, lisa, rosie and Jisoo were lost in their own depraved indulgence. Tongues intertwined, faces glistening with yn’s potent seed, the three woman savored every last drop of their shared treat. Their playful, sensual exploration was punctuated by the occasional pleased moan or delighted giggle, the sheer of joy of their shared intimacy radiating from every pore.

“MMM, rosie, you missed a spot,” lisa purred, her tongue darting out to sweep across rosie’s cheek, lapping up the glistening remnants of yn’s release. “Let me get that for you.”

Rosie's eyes sparkled with mischief as she nuzzled closer, her lips parting to accept Lisa's offered tongue. The two women melted into each other's embrace, their bodies flush as they savored the flavor of their master's essence.

“Lily poop, you taste so good,” Rosie murmured, her voice thick with desire. “I could do this all day.”

Beside them, Jisoo watched with rapt attention, her own fingers tracing the contours of her cum-coated face. The sheer decadence of the moment was intoxicating, and she couldn't wait to join in the indulgence.

“My turn, my turn!” she exclaimed, pushing Lisa and Rosie apart to claim her own share of the prize. “Don't hog it all, you greedy bitches!”

A wicked grin spread across Lisa's lips as she watched YN stride with purpose towards the chair where Jennie sat, her expression brimming with blatant defiance. The sheer audacity of the younger woman's insolence was both infuriating and thrilling - she clearly had no idea of the punishment that awaited her.

“Look at that bratty little bitch,” Rosie purred, her fingers tracing the sharp lines of Lisa's jaw. “She's just begging for Daddy to put her in her place, isn't she?”

Jisoo hummed in agreement, her tongue darting out to lap at the glistening trails of cum decorating Lisa's cheeks. “Mmm, yes. And you know Daddy's going to give her exactly what she deserves. That cocky little attitude of hers is about to get a very... thorough correction.”

Lisa's eyes gleamed with wicked anticipation as she watched the confrontation unfold. Jennie's days of defiance were surely numbered - once YN got his hands on her, she would be reduced to nothing more than a quivering, submissive mess, begging for his mercy. The thought sent a delightful shiver down Lisa's spine.

“I can't wait to see the look on her face when Daddy breaks her,” Lisa murmured, her voice laced with sultry excitement. “She have no idea what's coming.”

The trio dissolved into a fit of giggles, their bodies intertwined as they continued their sensual exploration. Meanwhile, YN's gaze narrowed as he approached the lone figure of Jennie, his expression a mix of amusement and barely contained fury. It was time to teach the bratty bitch a lesson she would never forget.

Jennie's expression shifted into a haughty, cocky sneer as YN approached, her arms crossing defiantly over her chest. The sheer audacity of her blatant disrespect was palpable, and Lisa, Rosie, and Jisoo couldn't help but exchange amused glances, their mouths still glistening with the remnants of YN's seed.

“Well, well, if it isn't our Dear master,” Jennie spat, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “And just what do you think you're doing over here, hmm? Shouldn't you be busy... Entertaining the others?” 

She punctuated her words with a dismissive flick of her wrist, her gaze sweeping over the trio of women who were still entangled on the bed.

YN remained silent, his piercing gaze fixed solely on Jennie, the muscles in his jaw twitching with barely contained fury. The sheer insolence radiating from the younger woman was both infuriating and thrilling, and he couldn't wait to wipe that cocky smirk right off her face.

Lisa, Rosie, and Jisoo watched the confrontation with rapt attention, their bodies still thrumming with the afterglow of their shared intimacy. The anticipation was palpable - they knew that Jennie's days of defiance were numbered, and they couldn't wait to see their master put the bratty bitch in her place.

“What's the matter, Daddy?”

Jennie taunted, her tone dripping with mocking disdain. “Cat got your tongue? Or maybe you're just too busy trying to keep your little Sluts satisfied to bother with me.” She let out a derisive snort, her eyes narrowing as she leaned back in her chair, her legs crossing in a deliberate display of nonchalance.

YN's grip tightened, his knuckles turning white as he fought to rein in his mounting fury. Jennie's sheer audacity was testing the limits of his patience, and he knew that if he didn't act soon, she would push him past the point of no return. With a low, guttural growl, he took a step forward, his gaze burning with predatory intent.

“You have no idea what's coming for you, you little bitch,” he snarled, his voice barely above a whisper. “By the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging for mercy. And trust me, you won't be getting any.”

Jennie's eyes widened momentarily, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her features before she quickly schooled her expression back into one of defiant disdain. But the tremor in her hands betrayed her, and Lisa, Rosie, and Jisoo couldn't help but exchange gleeful grins, their bodies thrumming with anticipation.

“Oooh, looks like someone's in trouble,” Rosie purred, her fingers trailing lazily down Lisa's arm. “I can't wait to see what Daddy has in store for that bratty little bitch.”

Lisa and Jisoo nodded in agreement, their eyes gleaming with wicked delight. Jennie's days of defiance were numbered, and they couldn't wait to see the look on her face when YN finally broke her.

Jennie's arrogant sneers and blatant disrespect only served to further stoke the flames of YN's mounting fury. The sheer audacity of her defiance was both infuriating and thrilling, and he could practically taste her impending downfall.

“You think you're so clever, don't you, you little bitch?” YN snarled, his grip tightening painfully around Jennie's scalp. “Well, let me tell you something - your days of prancing around with that cocky attitude are over. It's time you learned your place.”

Jennie's eyes narrowed, her expression twisting into a defiant sneer as YN grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her roughly to the floor. “What the fuck?!” she spat, her hands clawing frantically at YN's iron grip.

Jennie's eyes widened in alarm as she hit the hard marble floor, her head striking the unyielding surface with a sickening crack, stars exploding across her vision. Before she could even draw a breath, YN was upon her, his powerful leg pressing down mercilessly against the delicate mound of her pussy. Jennie's shrill screams of protest filled the air, her limbs flailing frantically as she fought to free herself from his vice-like hold.

“No, stop! Get off me, you fucking bastard!” she cried, her limbs thrashing uselessly as she tried in vain to free herself from his unyielding hold.

YN's lips curled into a cruel smirk, his gaze burning with dark amusement as he watched the once-defiant woman crumble beneath his touch. The sight of her squirming and whimpering like a pathetic, helpless animal only fueled his growing arousal, a low, guttural growl rumbling in his chest.

“Scream all you want, sweetheart,” YN taunted, his voice dripping with malicious delight. “No one's gonna save you now. You've got a lot to learn, and I'm gonna make sure you never forget the lesson I'm about to teach you.”

Jennie screams more. “What's the matter, sweetheart?” he purred, his voice dripping with mocking condescension. “I thought you liked it rough. Or is this all too much for your delicate little petite body?”

Lisa, Rosie, and Jisoo watched the scene unfold with rapt attention, their bodies thrumming with a heady mix of arousal and schadenfreude. The way Jennie's bravado had crumbled so quickly under YN's assault was both satisfying and deeply thrilling, and they couldn't wait to see what other delicious torments he had in store for the bratty bitch. The sight of their master's sheer dominance over the once-defiant Jennie was nothing short of intoxicating, and they couldn't wait to see how he would ultimately break her.

“Oh, Jennie...” Lisa murmured, her tone laced with feigned sympathy. “You really had no idea what was coming, did you? I guess you're about to learn a very hard lesson about who's in charge around here.”

“Yes, Jennie,” Rosie purred, her voice thick with wicked glee. “Beg for mercy. Beg Daddy to forgive your insolence. I can't wait to see the look on your face when he makes you his bitch.”

All three chuckles in agreement, their fingers trailing lazily over each other's cum-slicked skin as they waited with bated breath to see how the confrontation would unfold. Jennie's panicked cries only seemed to fuel YN's sadistic desire, and he pressed down harder on her sensitive flesh, reveling in her tortured whimpers. The once-cocky brat was reduced to a quivering, pleading mess, and the sight was nothing short of delicious. With a twisted grin, YN leaned in, his lips nearly grazing Jennie's ear.

“Time to learn your place, sweetheart,” he growled, his voice laced with dark promise. “By the time I'm done with you, you're gonna be begging for my forgiveness. And you'd better pray that I'm feeling merciful.”

Jennie's piercing cries of protest echoed through the room as YN's iron grip tightened around her hair once again, yanking her roughly to her feet. The once-defiant woman's eyes were wide with a mix of fear and fury, her body trembling with a combination of pain and adrenaline.

“No, stop! Let go of me, you fucking bastard!” she screamed, her fingers clawing desperately at his unyielding hold. But YN's grip only tightened, and with a sudden, powerful motion, he hurled her against the nearby wall, her front slamming into the unyielding surface with a sickening thud.

Jennie's scream of agony was cut short as the breath was knocked from her lungs, her arms wrenched painfully behind her back as YN pressed his body against hers, his hand gripping her hair in a vice-like hold. The sheer force of his assault left her utterly helpless, her limbs quivering with a mixture of fear and arousal.

Jennie's eyes darted around the room, desperately seeking an escape, but the triumphant grins on the faces of Lisa, Rosie, and Jisoo only served to extinguish any hope she might have harbored. She was trapped, at the mercy of a man whose sadistic desires knew no bounds.

“P-please,” she whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper. “I-I didn't mean... I didn't know...”

YN's grip tightened, a low, guttural growl rumbling in his chest as he leaned in, his lips mere inches from her ear. “Oh, but you did, sweetheart,” he hissed. “You knew exactly what you were doing, didn't you? And now you're going to pay the price.”

Jennie's body went rigid, her heart hammering against her ribcage as the realization of her predicament sank in. She had underestimated YN's power, his ruthless determination to break her, and now she was trapped, helpless and at his mercy. The thought sent a shiver of both terror and unwilling arousal through her, and she knew that whatever horrors awaited her, she would be powerless to resist.

“Please,” she whispered again, her voice quivering with a mix of fear and resignation. “I-I'll do anything. Just... please, don't hurt me...”

YN's lips curved into a cruel, triumphant smile, his grip on her hair tightening as he savored the moment of her utter submission. The once-defiant Jennie had been reduced to a trembling, pleading mess, and the sight was nothing short of delicious. With a low, guttural chuckle, he pressed his body closer, his hips grinding against her backside as he leaned in, his breath hot against her skin.

“Oh, sweetheart,” he purred, his voice dripping with malicious promise. “I'm afraid it's far too late for that. You're about to learn a very hard lesson about who's in charge around here.”

Without any warning, YN suddenly rammed his thick, throbbing cock into Jennie's unprepared asshole, eliciting a shrill scream of shock and agony from the young woman. The sudden, brutal intrusion made her eyes widen in pained surprise, her body instinctively trying to reject the unwelcome invasion. But to her horror, YN's cock slid in with alarming ease, as her ass had been stretched and used countless times before.

“Woah, this easily?” YN exclaimed, his voice dripping with mocking amusement. “Oh, of course - how could I forget? You're no stranger to getting your body used, are you, sweetheart?” 

Jennie's face burned with humiliation as the realization dawned on her, YN's words cutting her like a knife. “I know all about your little tricks, you talentless slut,” 

he spat, his hips grinding mercilessly against her as he savored the sensation of her loose, abused hole clenching around his throbbing length, trying to keep her inside it but failing miserably as his cock slid in and out with extreme ease. “You've been using your body to get ahead in the industry, haven't you? Well, let me tell you something - without all those cocks you've been sucking and taking, you'd be nothing. Just a pathetic, talentless piece of meat.” 

Jennie's eyes widened in horror, her lips trembling with a mix of shame and defiance. Even in the face of such overwhelming humiliation, her cocky, bratty attitude refused to be extinguished. With a guttural snarl, she spat in YN's face, her eyes burning with naked contempt.

“Fuck you,” she hissed, her voice dripping with venom. “You don't know shit about me or what I've had to do to get where I am. I'm not some talentless whore - I've worked my ass off to get here. And I'm not about to let some arrogant prick like you take that away from me.” 

YN's expression darkened, his grip on her wrists tightening until Jennie thought her bones might shatter. With a low, guttural growl, he leaned in, his lips mere inches from her ear, as he bit down on her ear lobe.

With a guttural growl, YN's hips surged forward, his cock slamming into Jennie's ass with ruthless abandon from behind.

The sheer force of his assault sent jolts of agony coursing through her body, her pained screams echoing through the room as she was pinned helplessly between the wall and his relentless onslaught. Yet, even in the face of such overwhelming humiliation, her defiant, cocky attitude refused to be extinguished.

YN's hand tightened in Jennie's hair, yanking her head back as he continued to pound her mercilessly. The sharp, stinging pain of her scalp only seemed to fuel his sadistic desires, and he could feel the heat building within him as he reveled in her tortured whimpers.

“That's it, sweetheart,” he growled, his voice thick with savage delight. “Scream for me. Beg me to stop. I want to hear you admit how much of a pathetic, talentless whore you are.”

Jennie's eyes squeezed shut, tears of humiliation and agony streaming down her face as she struggled against the overwhelming sensations assaulting her. The sheer brutality of YN's assault was shattering her defenses, and despite her best efforts, she could feel her resolve beginning to crumble. But even as her body betrayed her, her stubborn, cocky attitude refused to be broken. With a guttural snarl, she opened her eyes, her gaze burning with defiant fury.

“F-FUCK YOU,” she choked out, her voice trembling with a mixture of pain and defiance. “I'll... I'll never beg for your forgiveness, I’ll never submit to you, you bastard. You can do whatever the fuck you want to me, but you'll never break me.”

YN's lips curled into a twisted, triumphant grin, his grip on her hair tightening until Jennie thought her scalp might tear. “Oh, we'll see about that, sweetheart,” he purred, his hips surging forward with renewed vigor. “By the time I'm done with you, you'll be singing a very different tune.”

YN's taunting words only seemed to fuel his sadistic desires, and he could feel the heat building within him as he reveled in her tortured whimpers. With a guttural growl, he leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he spoke.

“Fucking shit bitch, you are so loose. It took me 4 months of continuous ravaging of my precious Lily's asshole to loosen her even slightly, but yours?”

He let out a mocking chuckle. “LoL, bitch, your asshole is so loose and gaped that my cock is sliding in and out of it with such extreme ease. Of course after all You're the industry's free-use playtoy, aren't you?”

Jennie's pride and cocky attitude still burned within her, but the sheer amount of pain she was experiencing made it impossible for her to muster a snappy comeback. YN's unyielding grip on her hair, the constant smacking of her petite, flat ass, and the relentless pounding of his cock in her abused asshole - it all combined to overwhelm her, leaving her trembling and helpless in his grasp.

Jennie's defiant facade was crumbling, the pain and humiliation etched across her features as YN's thick, unyielding cock ravaged her abused asshole. Try as she might, the stubborn, cocky attitude that had once defined her was slowly being erased, replaced by a growing sense of resignation and unwilling arousal.

With a sudden, powerful motion, YN pulled out of Jennie's abused asshole, only to immediately align his throbbing cock with her vulnerable pussy. Before she could even react, he slammed his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt in her slick, quivering heat. Jennie's body went rigid, a pleasured cry escaping her lips as YN's magnificent cock filled her in ways she had never experienced before.

The shift in sensation was both jarring and intoxicating, and Jennie found herself torn between the lingering pain of her abused asshole and the overwhelming pleasure now coursing through her. YN's hips surged forward with a primal hunger, his gaze dark and intense as he savored the sight of the once-defiant woman slowly unraveling beneath his relentless assault.

Silence fell over the room, the only sounds the soft, desperate whimpers that escaped Jennie's lips and the rhythmic slapping of skin on skin as YN's hips drove into her with unyielding force. The once-cocky woman had been stripped of her bravado, her body betraying her as she slowly succumbed to the sheer power of YN's dominance.

With YN's cock now buried deep within her quivering pussy, Jennie felt a surge of unwanted pleasure coursing through her body. Her defiant facade had crumbled, replaced by a growing sense of submission as she slowly succumbed to the sheer power of his domination.

“AH, FUCKK...” she whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper. “Your cock... it feels so good.” 

Jennie hated how her body reacted to YN's touch, the way her pussy clenched around his throbbing length as he began to move. The sensations were overwhelming, igniting a fire within her that she had tried so desperately to deny.

YN's grip on her hips tightened as he pulled her back against him, his hips surging forward with a primal hunger. That's it, sweetheart, he purred, his voice dripping with triumph. Your pussy is gripping me so tightly, like it was made just for my cock. He punctuated his words with a series of deep, languid thrusts, eliciting a series of pleasured moans from Jennie's lips.

The once-defiant woman was now lost in a haze of sensation, her body betraying her as she succumbed to the sheer power of YN's domination. Gone was the cocky, bratty attitude that had once defined her; in its place was a desperate, needy creature, craving the very thing she had tried so hard to resist.

“Please...” Jennie whimpered, her voice trembling with a mix of shame and desire. “Don't stop...” She hated herself for the words, for the way she was begging for more, but the way YN's cock was filling her, reaching depths she had never known, was utterly intoxicating. Her pride and defiance had been shattered, replaced by a primal need to be used, to be dominated by this man who had so effortlessly broken her.

The once-defiant Jennie had been utterly shattered, her proud and cocky facade crumbling beneath the relentless onslaught of YN's savage dominance. As his thick, throbbing cock continued to slam into her quivering pussy, a sense of desperate, wanton need consumed her. Gone was the bratty attitude, replaced by a primal craving to be used, to be his plaything.

“Yes, daddy, please don't stop!” Jennie whimpered, her voice trembling with a mixture of shame and unbridled desire. “Keep fucking me, make me your whore, your sex toy. I want it, I need it so badly!”

The corner of YN's mouth twitched, a triumphant smile spreading across his face as he savored Jennie's willful submission. With a low, guttural growl, he gripped her hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he surged forward, burying his cock to the hilt within her slick, quivering heat.

“That's it, sweetheart,” he purred, his voice dripping with savage delight. “Say it again. Tell me how much you want to be my little whore.”

Jennie's eyes squeezed shut, her body writhing with a mix of pleasure and humiliation. The words felt like poison on her tongue, yet she couldn't deny the all-consuming need that burned within her. With a desperate, wanton moan, she opened her eyes, her gaze locked onto YN's as she spoke.

“I'm your whore, daddy. Your sex toy.” 

“NNGH! Please, use me,” 

“ahhh!” 

“ravage me, do whatever you want to me. I need your cock, I need it so fucking bad!”

A sharp gasp escaped Jennie's lips as YN's powerful frame loomed over her, his demanding presence exuding an almost feral intensity. With a swift motion, he yanked her down to the floor, her front pressed against the cold, unyielding surface. Jennie's heart raced, a mix of trepidation and unwilling anticipation coursing through her veins as YN swiftly aligned his throbbing cock with her abused, quivering entrance.

“NNGH, YES, PLEASEEE!” she whimpered, her voice thick with a combination of shame and unbridled desire. “Fuck my ass, daddy. I need your cock so badly!”

YN's grip on her hips tightened as he surged forward, burying his thick, pulsing length deep within her yielding flesh. Jennie's body arched in response, her back rising from the floor as she let out a guttural moan of pure, unadulterated pleasure. The sensation of being so completely filled, so utterly dominated, ignited a primal, all-consuming need within her.

“That's it, sweetheart,” YN growled, his voice dripping with savage delight as he began to move, his hips surging forward with a relentless rhythm. “Take my cock, you greedy little slut. Feel me stretching out your ass, claiming every inch of you as mine.” 

Jennie's eyes squeezed shut, her body writhing beneath the onslaught of sensations. The humiliation, the shame, the sheer power of YN's dominance - it all combined to create a heady, intoxicating cocktail of emotion that threatened to overwhelm her. And yet, she craved more, her pussy clenching with desperate need as YN's magnificent cock continued to ravage her most intimate of places.

“NNGH, YES, YESSSS!” she cried out, her voice trembling with a mix of pleasure and desperation. “Fuck me harder, daddy! I'm your whore, your little slut - use me, abuse me, do whatever you want!” 

YN's lips curled into a triumphant grin, his hips surging forward with renewed fervor as he claimed his prize. The once-defiant Jennie had been utterly broken, her cries of ecstasy echoing through the room as she surrendered herself completely to the sheer power of his domination.

A shuddering gasp escaped Jennie's lips as YN's magnificent cock slid effortlessly into her abused, quivering pussy. The sensations were overwhelming, a delirious mix of pain and pleasure that threatened to shatter her already crumbling resolve. She could feel him reaching depths within her womb that no other man had ever touched, his thick, throbbing length filling her so completely that she swore she could feel him in her very womb.

“OH, GOD, YES!” Jennie cried out, her voice dripping with wanton need.

“Your cock, it's so deep, so fucking deep. No one else has ever reached this far, not even close!” 

She pushed her hips back, desperate to feel more of his unyielding, dominating presence within her.

The relentless assault on her most intimate places was driving Jennie wild with a heady mix of pleasure and shame. As YN switched between mercilessly pounding her ass and her quivering pussy, she could feel the familiar tightening in the pit of her stomach, a sure sign that her orgasm was rapidly approaching.

“Oh, God, yes!” she cried out, her voice dripping with desperate need.

“Don't stop, please! Switch between my holes, daddy - your cock feels so fucking good in both of them!” 

Jennie pushed her hips back, wordlessly begging for more as the sensations threatened to overwhelm her.

YN's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he continued his relentless rhythm. 

“That's it, sweetheart,”  he growled, his voice laced with savage triumph.

“Take my cock, all of it. Feel me stretching you out, claiming every last inch of your greedy little holes.”

Jennie's eyes squeezed shut, her body writhing beneath the onslaught of sensations. The humiliation, the shame, the sheer power of YN's domination - it all combined to create a heady, intoxicating cocktail that threatened to drown her. And yet, she craved more, her pussy and ass clenching with desperate need as he continued to ravage her most intimate of places.

A deep shudder rippled through Jennie's body as YN's fingers trailed down to her throbbing, swollen pussy. Her breath caught in her throat, a desperate whimper escaping her lips as he began to stroke her most sensitive flesh with a featherlight touch.

“Please...” she begged, her voice dripping with shameful need. “I need to cum, daddy. I need it so badly!” 

YN's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as a wicked grin spread across his face. “Oh, I know you do, sweetheart,” he purred, his voice laced with savage delight.

“But you'll cum when I say you can. Not a moment before.” Jennie's eyes squeezed shut, her body trembling with a mix of pleasure and desperation. The relentless, maddening stimulation of YN's fingers on her aching, swollen flesh was driving her to the brink of ecstasy, yet he denied her the sweet release she craved. 

“NNNGHHH, PLEASE!” she whimpered, her hips bucking against his hand.

“I'll be good, I promise! Just let me cum, let me cum for you!” YN chuckled darkly, the sound sending a shiver down Jennie's spine. 

“That's right, beg for it,” he growled, his fingers picking up their merciless pace.

“Beg like the greedy little slut you are.” With a final, agonizing flick of his fingers, he leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. “Now cum for me, sweetheart. Cum all over my cock.” The command was all it took to shatter Jennie's fragile control. A strangled cry of pure, unadulterated ecstasy tore from her throat as her orgasm crashed over her, her body convulsing with wave after wave of mind-numbing pleasure. Her pussy clenched and fluttered around YN's cock, her juices gushing forth to soak the floor beneath them. 

“AH, FUCKKK!” she wailed, her voice hoarse with the intensity of her release.

“YEEESSSS, DADDDY! Fuck, it feels so good!” Yn prolongs her orgasm by continuing his teasing rubbing on her slit cunt.

The intense sensations were still rippling through Jennie's body as YN withdrew his magnificent cock from her quivering, abused pussy. A shudder ran down her spine at the loss of his dominating presence. Her pussy clenched and fluttered around nothing, desperate for the unyielding presence of YN's magnificent cock to fill her once more. But the devilish man had withdrawn, leaving her whimpering and wanting. “P-please,” she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. “Don't stop, I need more. I need you to keep going, to make me cum again and again.” Her hips bucked and rolled, her pussy clenching around nothing as it continued to gush forth a steady stream of her arousal Her eyes, hooded with unbridled lust, sought out YN's retreating form as he made his way towards the other girls. “Don't leave me like this,” she whimpered, her hips bucking pathetically against the empty air. “I'll be good, I promise. Just let me keep squirting for you, let me show you how much I need your cock.”

YN paused, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he glanced over his shoulder at the pitiful, trembling woman. “Oh, don't worry, sweetheart,” he purred, his voice dripping with savage delight. “I'm not done with you yet. In fact, I want you to keep going, to keep squirting and shaking and begging for my cock until I say you can stop. Keep going, don't you dare stop. I want to see you drown in your own pleasure.” Jennie's eyes widened, a fresh wave of arousal flooding her senses at his words.

“Y-yes, daddy,” she whimpered, her fingers already trailing down to her swollen, aching pussy. “I'll be your good little squirt toy, I promise. Just please, let me cum again. I need it so badly!” With a deep, rumbling chuckle, YN turned and continued on his path towards the other girls, leaving Jennie to her desperate, humiliating task. Then get to it, slut, he called over his shoulder. Don't stop until I say so. Jennie's eyes squeezed shut, her body writhing uncontrollably as the relentless waves of ecstasy continued to crash over her. She was completely at the mercy of YN's cruel commands, her sense of pride and defiance shattered beneath the sheer intensity of her orgasm. She was a slave to her own insatiable lust, driven to the brink of madness by YN's cruel, masterful control. Nngh, yes, yes! she wailed, her voice hoarse with the strain of her release. I can't stop, I can't! It feels so good, daddy, so fucking good! Rivulets of her arousal streamed down the insides of her thighs, pooling on the floor beneath her as her body continued to convulse and tremble. YN chuckled darkly, his gaze locked onto the debauched sight before him. With a sense of smug satisfaction, he turned his attention to the other girls, Rosie, Lisa, and Jisoo, who waited eagerly on the bed. Well, my darlings, he purred, his voice dripping with a mix of amusement and lust. It seems our little Jennie has learned her lesson. Now, who's next? The powerful aftershocks of her orgasm still wracking her body, Jennie lay helpless on the floor, her trembling form drenched in her own arousal. YN's command echoed in her mind, overwhelming her senses and turning her into a quivering, obedient plaything. Yes, daddy, she whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper. I'll keep squirting for you, I promise. I can't... I can't stop. As YN turned his attention to the other girls, Jennie's hips bucked and undulated, her pussy clenching and fluttering around an invisible cock. The floor beneath her was rapidly becoming a puddle, her juices gushing forth in an uncontrollable torrent. Every fiber of her being was focused on obeying YN's order, her body no longer her own. Desperate, wanton moans spilled from Jennie's lips as the relentless waves of her orgasm continued to crash over her. Her sensitive flesh throbbing with the continuously releasing torrent of squirts. But YN had not given her permission to stop, and so she continued to squirt, surrendering herself completely to the primal, all-consuming ecstasy. Nngh, fuck! she cried out, her voice laced with a mix of pleasure and desperation. I can't... I can't stop, daddy. It feels so good, but I need you, I need your cock inside me! Jennie's pleading gaze followed YN as he made his way to the other girls, her body still writhing and convulsing with unbridled need. She was utterly at his mercy, a broken, trembling mess of a woman who craved nothing more than to be used, abused, and claimed as his own.

The air was thick with palpable anticipation as YN made his way towards the bed where Lisa, Rosie, and Jisoo lay entwined, their naked bodies glistening with a sheen of sweat. A wicked grin tugged at the corners of YN's lips as he drank in the sight before him, his gaze roaming hungrily over the exposed curves and tantalizing flesh of his precious sluts.

(AFTER THIS ALL OF IT IS MESS SO PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR IT, I COULD NOT WRITE IT PROPERLY BECAUSE I FELL SICK😔😔😔😔😔)

Well, well, look at you three, 

he purred, his voice dripping with savage delight.

 Such a delectable spread, just waiting to be devoured. 

Without a moment's hesitation, he climbed onto the bed, his powerful frame looming over the trio of beauties. His fingers trailed along Lisa's thigh, eliciting a soft, needy whimper from the girl.

Daddy's here now, my darlings, 

he murmured, his eyes gleaming with a predatory intensity.

 And I intend to make the most of every...single...moment. 

With that, he pulled Lisa close, crushing his lips against hers in a bruising, possessive kiss. His hand slid between her legs, his fingers teasing and probing her slick, swollen flesh as she writhed beneath his touch.

Rosie and Jisoo watched with rapt attention, their bodies thrumming with anticipation. Please, YN, 

Rosie whimpered, her voice thick with need.

 We want your attention too. Don't leave us out! 

She pressed herself against his side, nuzzling his neck and trailing her fingers down his chest, desperate for his affection.

Jisoo, not to be outdone, leaned in, her lips brushing against YN's ear. We're your good girls, daddy, 

she purred, her voice dripping with honey.

 Let us show you how much we've missed you. 

She placed a series of featherlight kisses along his jawline, her tongue darting out to tease the sensitive skin.

YN's grip on Lisa tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pulled away from the kiss, his gaze sweeping over the three women with undisguised lust. Oh, my darlings, 

he growled, his voice rumbling with a primal hunger.

 I plan to enjoy each and every one of you to the fullest. But first... 

His eyes flickered towards the floor, where Jennie lay trembling and squirting, her body a quivering, debauched mess.

A sly grin spread across Lisa's face as she listened to YN's question. She exchanged a knowing glance with Rosie and Jisoo, their expressions mirroring her own wicked delight.

 Satisfied? Oh, daddy, we're more than satisfied, 

she purred, her voice dripping with sultry confidence.

 Watching you put that bratty bitch Jennie in her place was the most delicious thing we've seen in ages.

Rosie nodded in agreement, her fingers trailing teasingly along YN's arm.

 Mm, yes, you really showed her who's boss. The way you manhandled her, how you made her beg and submit - it was positively sinful. 

She leaned in closer, her breath ghosting across his cheek.

 And we want more, daddy. So much more.

Jisoo chimed in, her hand sliding down YN's chest to rest dangerously close to the growing bulge in his pants.

 We live to serve you, YN. To be your obedient, adoring sluts. So please, don't stop at just Jennie. We want to feel your domination, your possession - all of it. 

Her fingers wrapped around his cock, her eyes gleaming with naked hunger.

 Make us scream, daddy. Make us beg for your cock like the greedy whores we are.

YN's gaze swept over the three women, his expression a mix of savage delight and predatory hunger. A deep, rumbling chuckle escaped his lips as he pulled them all closer, his hands roaming possessively over their bodies.

 Oh, my darlings, you know I live to please you. And after that delightful little display, I'd say you've more than earned my attention. 

His grip tightened, his voice dropping to a low, growling purr.

 So get ready, my sluts. Daddy's about to give you the pounding of a lifetime.

With that, YN surged forward, crushing his lips against Rosie's in a bruising, possessive kiss. His other hand tangled in Lisa's hair, yanking her head back to expose the delicate column of her throat. Jisoo watched with rapt attention, her fingers trailing teasingly along the line of his cock, stroking his cock eagerly anticipating the delicious torment to come.

The heated exchange between YN and his three devoted sluts sent a jolt of raw excitement coursing through Jennie's trembling form. Despite the devastating humiliation she had just endured, a renewed hunger stirred within her, her body aching to be the center of YN's dominating attentions once more.

From her place on the floor, Jennie watched with bated breath as Lisa, Rosie, and Jisoo fought and squirmed for YN's affections, their voices rising in a chorus of desperate pleas. The sight of their naked, writhing bodies only served to stoke the fires of her own insatiable lust. She yearned to be back in YN's clutches, to feel the unyielding force of his possession.

Please, daddy! 

Rosie cried out, her fingers trailing teasingly along YN's muscular chest.

 I want to be first! I'll make you feel so good, I promise!

Jisoo pressed herself against YN's side, her lips brushing against his ear.

 No, me! 

she insisted, her voice dripping with honey-soaked desire.

 Let me show you how much I've missed your cock, your domination. I need it, daddy, I need it so badly!

Lisa, not to be outdone, grabbed YN's face, her eyes burning with unbridled hunger.

 Fuck, I can't take it anymore! 

she growled.

 Just take us, all of us! We're yours, daddy, your loyal little sluts. Use us, abuse us, make us scream!

Jennie's heart raced as she watched the spectacle unfold, her body throbbing with a desperate longing. She wanted nothing more than to throw herself at YN's feet, to beg and plead for him to claim her once more. But the memory of his cruel taunts and savage domination still lingered, filling her with a mix of shame and unbridled arousal.

Nngh, please... 

she whimpered, her voice barely audible over the cacophony of her rivals' cries.

 Don't forget about me, daddy. I'll be so good, I promise. Just let me serve you, let me be your whore...

Rosie's breath caught in her throat as YN's powerful frame loomed over her, his cock mere inches away from her aching, slick pussy. A shiver of anticipation rippled through her body, and she could already feel the telltale throb of her arousal.

 Please, daddy, 

she whimpered, her voice dripping with desperation.

 Don't tease me anymore. I need your cock, I need it so badly!

Lisa leaned in close, her lips brushing against Rosie's as her fingers traced featherlight patterns along her trembling thighs.

 Oh, Rosie, you poor thing, 

she purred, her tone both mocking and sympathetic.

 Of course you deserve to be teased. You're such a greedy little slut, always craving daddy's attention. 

Her gaze flickered towards YN, a wicked gleam in her eyes.

 Isn't that right, daddy? She needs to be punished for her impatience, for her wanton hunger. Make her beg, make her plead. I want to hear her scream.

YN's grip on Rosie's hips tightened, a predatory grin spreading across his face.

 Oh, my darling Rosie, 

he growled, his voice dripping with a savage delight.

 You know I live to please my sluts. And if Lisa thinks you need to be punished, well, who am I to argue? 

His hips rolled, the tip of his cock teasing Rosie's slick, quivering entrance.

 Go on then, sweetheart. Beg for it. Beg me to fill that needy little cunt of yours.

Rosie's whole body trembled with unbridled need, her pussy clenching around nothing as she stared up at YN with eyes blown wide with lust.

 Please, daddy, please! 

she cried out, her voice cracking with desperation.

 I can't take it anymore! I need your cock inside me, stretching me, claiming me as your own. I'll do anything, I swear! Just fuck me, use me, make me scream!

Lisa watched the display with rapt attention, her own arousal spiking at the sight of Rosie's shameless begging. She leaned in, her lips brushing against Rosie's ear as her fingers trailed down to her swollen, aching clit.

 That's it, Rosie, 

she purred, her voice dripping with wicked delight.

 Show daddy how much of a greedy little slut you are. Make him see how badly you need his cock. 

With that, she began to tease and stroke Rosie's sensitive flesh, drawing out a chorus of desperate, needy whimpers.

A shiver of anticipation rippled through Rosie's body as YN's thick, throbbing cock finally began to breach her slick, needy pussy. The sheer size of him was overwhelming, stretching her walls to their limit as he slowly, agonizingly pushed his way inside. A strangled gasp escaped her lips, a mix of pleasure and discomfort as her body struggled to accommodate his intrusion.

Nngh, daddy, it's so much, 

she whimpered, her fingers clawing at the sheets beneath her.

 I-I can't... it's too big! 

Her hips bucked and writhed, her pussy clenching down on YN's cock in a desperate attempt to draw him deeper.

Lisa watched the display with rapt attention, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous hunger. Oh, Rosie, 

Lisa, ever the devoted companion, immediately sprang into action. Leaning in close, her fingers danced along Rosie's inner thighs, coaxing them apart to help ease YN's passage. With a mischievous grin, she locked eyes with Rosie, her voice dripping with sultry encouragement.

 You can take it, I know you can. Just relax, let daddy fill you up. 

With that, she leaned in, her lips brushing against Rosie's ear as her fingers danced across her swollen, sensitive flesh.

 That's it, let him stretch that greedy little cunt of yours. Show him how much you need it.

YN's grip on Rosie's hips tightened, a low, rumbling growl escaping his lips as he fought to push deeper inside her quivering, vice-like pussy.

 Fuck, Rosie, he grunted, his brow furrowed in concentration. You're so goddamn tight. But I'm not stopping until I'm buried to the hilt. With a sharp, forceful thrust, he drove himself the rest of the way inside, eliciting a strangled scream of pleasure from Rosie.

Ahhh, yes! she cried out, her back arching as waves of ecstasy crashed over her. It's so good, daddy, so full! Please, don't stop, don't ever stop! Her hands shot out, grasping desperately at YN's muscular frame as she clung to him, her body trembling with unbridled need.

Lisa watched the display with a satisfied grin, her fingers still working Rosie's sensitive flesh.

 That's it, Rosie, she purred, her voice dripping with wicked delight. Take every inch of daddy's cock. Show him how much you love being his little slut. She pressed a searing kiss to Rosie's lips, swallowing her desperate moans as YN began to thrust in and out of her, his powerful hips driving him deeper with each stroke.

A delicate shiver ran down Lisa's spine as she observed the intimate display unfolding before her. The sight of Rosie writhing beneath YN's powerful frame, her body quaking with unbridled ecstasy, sent a jolt of vicarious pleasure coursing through her own veins. Lisa's fingers danced along Rosie's thighs, coaxing them apart to allow YN deeper access to her slick, aching pussy.

Look at you, Rosie, 

Lisa purred, her voice dripping with a sultry, mocking edge.

 Moaning like the greedy little slut you are. You just can't get enough of daddy's cock, can you? 

Her nails raked lightly along Rosie's inner thighs, eliciting a shudder of pleasure from the girl.

 But don't worry, sweetheart. I'm going to make sure you get every single inch of it.

Lisa leaned in, her lips brushing against Rosie's ear as her fingers teased the swollen, sensitive flesh of her clit. Rosie's back arched, a strangled cry of bliss escaping her lips as the dual sensations threatened to overwhelm her.

 Nngh, Lisa, please! 

she begged, her hips bucking desperately against YN's relentless thrusts.

 It's too much, I can't - ahh!

YN's grip on Rosie's hips tightened, his powerful frame looming over her as he drove himself deeper inside her quivering, vice-like pussy.

 That's it, Rosie, 

he growled, his voice rumbling with savage delight.

 Take every inch of daddy's cock. Show me how much you love being my little slut. 

With each forceful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, eliciting a chorus of desperate, pleasured cries from Rosie.

Lisa watched the display with rapt attention, her own arousal spiking as she witnessed Rosie's shameless surrender. She leaned in, pressing a searing kiss to Rosie's lips, swallowing her moans of ecstasy. Her fingers continued their torturous ministrations, drawing out wave after wave of earth-shattering pleasure from the girl.

 That's right, Rosie, 

Lisa purred between kisses.

 Scream for daddy. Let the whole world know how much you love being used.

Jennie's whole body trembled as Jisoo approached, her juices still glistening on the floor. The older girl's expression was unreadable, but Jennie couldn't help the spike of arousal that shot through her at the sight of Jisoo's tall, commanding frame.

I-I can't believe it, 

Jennie stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.

 He just... he took control of me. Every part of me. 

She let out a shaky laugh, her fingers trailing through the puddle of her own arousal.

 Even now, I can still feel him inside me. His cock, his hands, his cruel words - they've branded me, Jisoo. I'm his, completely and utterly.

Jisoo's gaze softened ever so slightly as she looked down at the trembling girl. Reaching out, she gently brushed a stray lock of hair from Jennie's face, her touch surprisingly tender.

 I know, Jennie. I saw the way he dominated you, the way he made you submit. And I must say... 

A faint, almost imperceptible smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

 I'm impressed.

Jennie's eyes widened, her heart racing. She had expected disgust, perhaps even pity - but not this. Not Jisoo's quiet admiration.

 You... you're not disgusted? You don't think I'm... weak? 

Her voice shook with a mixture of uncertainty and hope.

Jisoo shook her head, her hand moving to cup Jennie's chin, tilting her face upwards.

 On the contrary, Jennie. I think you're the bravest of us all. To surrender yourself so completely, to embrace the ecstasy of your own subjugation - it takes a special kind of strength. 

Her thumb traced the curve of Jennie's lower lip, her eyes darkening with a newfound hunger.

 And I, for one, find it exquisite.

Jennie's breath caught in her throat, a shiver of anticipation rippling through her body. As Jisoo's grip tightened, she felt a surge of desperate longing, an ache to be dominated and claimed once more. Desire burned in her veins, and for the first time since YN's brutal assault, she felt a glimmer of hope.

Then... will you help me, Jisoo? 

she whispered, her voice dripping with need.

 Will you show me how to please him, how to be the perfect little slut he desires?

Jisoo's eyes gleamed with a predatory hunger, her thumb tracing the curve of Jennie's lower lip. A faint, almost imperceptible smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she leaned in closer, her breath ghosting across Jennie's skin.

My dear Jennie, 

she purred, her voice low and sultry.

 I would be honored to help you become the whore you were born to be. 

With that, she closed the distance between them, capturing Jennie's lips in a searing, possessive kiss.

Jennie melted into Jisoo's embrace, her body thrumming with a desperate need. As their tongues danced, she felt a renewed hunger stirring within her, a craving to be used and degraded once more. The taste of Jisoo's lips, the firmness of her touch - it all served to stoke the fires of her insatiable lust.

Across the room, the sounds of Rosie's ecstatic moans filled the air, mingling with the guttural growls of YN as he continued to pound into her slick, quivering pussy. Lisa watched the display with rapt attention, her fingers teasing and tormenting Rosie's sensitive flesh, drawing out wave after wave of earth-shattering pleasure.

That's it, Rosie, 

Lisa purred, her voice dripping with wicked delight.

 Take every inch of daddy's cock. Show him how much you love being his little slut. 

Her lips brushed against Rosie's ear, eliciting a shudder of pleasure from the girl.

 You're doing so well, sweetheart. Now, let's see if we can make you scream even louder.

YN's grip on Rosie's hips tightened, his powerful frame looming over her as he drove himself deeper inside her quivering, vice-like pussy.

 Fuck, Rosie, 

he growled, his voice rumbling with savage delight.

 You're so goddamn tight. But I'm not stopping until I've milked every last drop of pleasure from that greedy little cunt of yours.

Rosie's back arched, a strangled cry of bliss escaping her lips as the dual sensations of YN's relentless thrusts and Lisa's torturous ministrations threatened to overwhelm her. Her whole body trembled with unbridled ecstasy, her pussy clenching down on YN's cock in a desperate attempt to keep him buried deep inside her.

Nngh, yes, daddy! 

she moaned, her voice cracking with desperation.

 Don't stop, please! I need it, I need it so badly. Ahh, fuck, it feels so good!

Rosie's breath came in short, ragged gasps as YN's powerful frame loomed over her, his hips driving into her with relentless, punishing force. Every slam of his cock against her slick, quivering walls sent tremors of ecstasy radiating through her body, drawing forth a chorus of desperate, pleasured cries.

Nngh, daddy, I'm so close! 

Rosie whimpered, her fingers clawing at the sheets beneath her.

 Please, I need to cum. I need it so badly! 

Her back arched sharply, her pussy clenching down on YN's thick, throbbing shaft as her body teetered on the precipice of release.

YN's grip on Rosie's hips tightened, his eyes narrowing with savage focus. Not yet, slut, 

he growled, his voice dripping with a predatory hunger.

 You'll cum when I say you can. And not a moment before. 

With that, he slowed his pace, withdrawing until only the tip of his cock remained inside Rosie's quivering entrance.

Lisa watched the display with rapt attention, her lips curled into a wicked grin. Oh, Rosie, 

she purred, her fingers dancing along the younger girl's trembling thighs.

 You poor thing. Daddy's not going to let you off that easy, is he? 

Her thumb brushed against Rosie's swollen, throbbing clit, eliciting a desperate whimper.

 Don't worry, sweetheart. I'll make sure you get what you need. Even if I have to wring it out of you myself.

With that, Lisa leaned in, capturing Rosie's lips in a searing, possessive kiss. Her fingers continued their torturous ministrations, drawing out every last shudder of pleasure from the girl's writhing form. Rosie's whole body thrummed with unbridled need, her pussy clenching around nothing as she ached to be filled once more.

Please, daddy! 

she cried out between desperate, breathless kisses.

 I can't take it anymore! I need to cum, I need it so badly. Just let me - aahhh! 

Her words dissolved into a strangled scream of ecstasy as YN suddenly slammed his hips forward, burying his cock to the hilt inside her quivering, vice-like pussy.

Then cum for me, you greedy little slut, 

YN growled, his voice dripping with savage delight.

 Cum for daddy, and don't hold back. 

With that, he began to pound into Rosie's slick, receptive flesh, drawing forth a cacophony of pleasured cries that echoed through the room.

Rosie's body went numb as she came undone, her mind going blank with ecstasy and pleasure. Her pussy clenched YN's cock madly, milking him for every last drop as her orgasm tore through her in powerful, unrelenting waves. YN continued to thrust, prolonging her bliss, while Lisa's relentless ministrations only added to the intensity of Rosie's release.

 Ahh, yes! 

Rosie cried out, her voice hoarse from the sheer force of her climax.

 It's so good, daddy, so fucking good! Don't stop, please, don't ever stop! 

Her hands gripped YN's muscular frame, clinging to him as she rode out the aftershocks of her earth-shattering orgasm.

A shiver of anticipation rippled through Lisa's lithe frame as YN removed his pulsing cock from Rosie's slick, quivering pussy. The sight of her best friend's juices glistening on his shaft ignited a primal hunger within her, and she could already feel her own arousal pooling between her trembling thighs.

Yes, daddy, 

she purred, her voice dripping with wanton need.

 Cover my face with her sweet, sweet release. 

Without hesitation, Lisa buried her face against Rosie's spasming sex, her tongue darting out to lap at the torrents of fluid gushing forth.

Rosie's back arched sharply, a guttural scream of ecstasy tearing from her lips as the dual sensations of Lisa's greedy ministrations and YN's commanding presence threatened to overwhelm her. Her hips bucked wildly, soaking Lisa's features in her copious release as wave after wave of earth-shattering pleasure rocked her trembling form. Nngh, fuck! 

Rosie cried out, her voice cracking with desperation.

 It's too much, I can't - ahhh! 

She surrendered completely to the onslaught of sensation, her body quaking with unbridled bliss.

YN watched the display with a savage grin, his gaze drinking in every quiver of Rosie's flesh and every moan that spilled from Lisa's lips. That's it, my little sluts, 

he growled, his voice rumbling with dark delight.

 Cover each other in your filthy juices. Show me how much you love being my personal whores.

His fingers tangled in Lisa's hair, yanking her head back to expose the glistening mess that now coated her features.

 Look at you, he hissed, his grip tightening. Lapping up your friend's cum like the greedy bitch you are. I bet you wish it was my seed painting your face, don't you? Lisa's eyes fluttered shut, a soft moan escaping her as she savored the taste of Rosie's release. Yes, daddy, 

she whimpered, her voice thick with unabashed lust.

 I want it so badly. Please, let me taste you. I'll be such a good girl, I promise.

Her tongue darted out, licking her lips in a desperate bid to capture every last drop. Rosie watched the display through hooded eyes, her chest heaving with each ragged breath. The sight of Lisa submitting so completely to YN's dominance only served to stoke the embers of her own insatiable desire.

Daddy... Rosie murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. I need you. I need you inside me again. Please, don't make me wait any longer.

With a sudden, brutal movement, YN yanked Rosie beneath him, her body crushed beneath his powerful frame. Aligning his throbbing cock with her unsuspecting entrance, he wasted no time in burying himself to the hilt in her tight, unforgiving passage. Nngh, fuck! 

Rosie cried out, her voice cracking with a mixture of pain and pleasure.

 Daddy, it's so big! I-I can't - ahh! YN's hips snapped forward, his powerful thrusts driving his cock deeper into Rosie's clenching hole. The sensation of her tight, velvety walls gripping him so desperately only fueled his savage hunger, and he began to pound into her relentlessly, the obscene sounds of their coupling echoing through the room. Lisa watched the display with rapt attention, her own arousal pooling between her trembling thighs. The sight of Rosie's submission, the sounds of her agonized cries, it all served to stoke the fires of Lisa's own insatiable lust. That's it, Rosie, 

she purred, her voice dripping with wicked delight.

 Take every inch of daddy's cock. Show him how much you love being his little slut.

a/n - it is not to be continued i am very sorry for disappointing whoever waiting for this, if any one was waiting for this. 😔😔

[stewpidcheescatarinabluu]

Can I request a Friends to lovers with chaewon. Where chaewon has been simping and trying to ask out y/n for years to the point that she formally asks y/n's parents if she can date him, whereas Y/N keeps rejecting her over and over because they think that chaewon is joking?

“Not Joking, Never Was”

Synopsis: You’ve known Chaewon forever—bold, mischievous, and hopelessly devoted. Despite her obvious feelings and even asking your parents for permission to date you, you keep brushing her off, thinking she’s joking.

Word Count: 1,234

Kim Chaewon X Male Reader

You’ve always known Chaewon.

From crawling around on the carpet as toddlers while your parents had dinner upstairs, to making sandcastles at beach trips where she'd declare, “This is our kingdom, and I’m the queen—so you have to marry me.”

You laughed. You always did.

She was loud. You were quiet.

She climbed trees, picked fights with boys twice her size, and never sat still.

You read books under playground slides and apologized on her behalf more than once.

It stayed that way for a long time.

Until middle school, when you stood between her and some smug upperclassmen calling her names.

"Nobody messes with my Chaewon."

You didn’t think much of it.

But she did.

She held onto that line like it was scripture.

Still brings it up when she's tipsy. Or clingy. Or both.

Now you're both in college.

You’re a med student—stressed, over-caffeinated, and perpetually behind on sleep.

Chaewon’s in law—sharp, eloquent, and somehow always has time for you.

She still calls you her hero.

Still shows up with snacks in her bag labeled: “Y/N’s Brain Fuel”

Still slips you folded letters in your anatomy books with lines like:

“I’d defend you in court even if you were guilty 🧡”

“Studying your face > studying the law.”

You pretend not to notice the hearts she draws next to your name.

During a big debate competition, she’s in the front row, clapping aggressively while the rest of the hall holds a respectful silence. You’re mid-argument about medical ethics when you hear it:

“GO GET HIM, Y/N!”

The room turns.

You close your eyes.

Later, backstage, you hiss, "Chaewon, you can’t yell in debates."

She just grins, holding up a water bottle and your favorite chocolate bar.

“But you did so good. You looked like a hot professor up there.”

“You’re so weird.”

You try to sound annoyed, but your smile betrays you.

She shrugs. “Weird for you, maybe.”

Your friends are sick of you.

"Dude, can't you see the bigger picture here?"

Jisoo’s half-pouting, half-smacking your arm with a rolled-up worksheet. "She's everyone’s dream girl, and SHE—" he jabs a finger at your chest, "—likes YOU. YOU, Y/N. YOU."

You yawn, flipping to the next page of your notes.

“She’s joking. She’s always been the mischievous type.”

From across the table, Haechan lets out a sharp sigh.

“Nah, man. Whatever.”

He mumbles something that suspiciously sounds like “dumbass” into his can of soda.

“Hey Y/N!”

You don’t even flinch when you hear her shout.

And like clockwork, Chaewon comes flying into your arms, full force, like you’re her personal gravity. You stagger a little but catch her anyway—one arm around her back, the other bracing her thigh because of course she jumped from somewhere ridiculous again.

Her arms sling around your neck. Her cheek squishes against yours.

"You catch me so naturally. Are you sure we're not soulmates?"

You grunt.

“One day you’re gonna break your ankle.”

“One day you’re gonna realize I’m in love with you.”

She’s smiling when she says it, so you laugh. Because she’s always like this.

“Studying real hard, eh?” she asks, wiggling her eyebrows as you finally let her down.

“Yeah. You?”

“Just some assessments. Nothing my good ol’ brain can’t handle.”

She taps her temple dramatically, then pulls out a chocolate bar from her tote.

“I got this for you, by the way. Brain fuel. Only for my favorite med nerd.”

You eye the snack.

“You gave me one yesterday.”

“Because I love you.”

You raise an eyebrow.

“I mean—I love giving you snacks, obviously.” She corrects herself with a forced cough and a quick wink, then skips ahead a few steps to hide the blush threatening her cheeks.

Your other friends witness the whole thing from a bench nearby.

Haechan sighs again.

“They’re so stupid it physically hurts.”

Jisoo, deadpan: “I hope they both trip and fall into love. Literally.”

Not so long after, about a week.

It was supposed to be a normal weekend dinner—Chaewon helping your mom with the japchae, your dad grilling outside while you were still upstairs reviewing notes. But unbeknownst to you, something very Chaewon was brewing in the kitchen.

She wiped her hands on a towel, suddenly serious. “Um, Mr. and Mrs. Y/L/N?”

Your mom looked up from slicing fruit. Your dad paused with the tongs mid-air.

“Yes, Chaewon?” your mom smiled, half-expecting another request for more garlic.

Chaewon inhaled deeply, clasping her hands together. “I want to ask something kinda big.”

Your dad raised an eyebrow. “Go on.”

“I’ve been in love with Y/N since middle school.” She said it plainly, with no theatrics. “And I know I joke around a lot, but I’m serious now. I really like him. I always have. So...” She cleared her throat. “I wanted to ask if I could have your blessing to ask him out. Properly.”

Silence.

Then your mom started grinning. “Oh sweetheart, of course.”

Your dad just chuckled, shaking his head. “Took you long enough. We were wondering when you’d get around to it.”

Chaewon blinked. “Wait—so you’re not surprised?”

“You’ve been calling him your Y/N since you were eleven, sweetie,” your mom said with a wink.

And upstairs, you sneezed—blissfully unaware of the chaos about to reach your doorstep.

Your phone buzzes just as you’re about to close your eyes.

A message from Chaewon:

“Hey, just talked to your parents earlier. They’re cool with me asking you out. No big deal.”

You stare at the screen, blinking.

No big deal?

You type back slowly:

“Wait… what??”

Almost instantly, your phone rings.

You answer, and her voice is soft but teasing, like she’s been waiting for this exact moment.

“So… when should I pick you up for our first date, Y/N?”

You cough, trying to keep it casual, but fail miserably.

“You… talked to my parents?”

“Yup. Figured I’d get their permission first—don’t want to cause a scene.”

You laugh, shaking your head.

“Only you would do that.”

“Of course. I like doing things the Chaewon way.” She giggles.

“So… should I clear my schedule next weekend?”

You bite your lip, feeling your heart speed up.

“Guess I don’t have much of a choice, huh?”

“You do. You can say yes.”

“Okay.”

“That’s what I thought.” She grins through the phone.

You can’t help but smile as you lie back on your pillow, suddenly feeling like this might be the start of something really, really good.

A few days after that late-night call, you find yourself sitting beside Chaewon on a quiet bench outside campus. The sun’s setting, casting a warm glow around you both.

She’s fiddling with a stray thread on her sleeve, looking a little nervous—unusual for her.

You clear your throat, breaking the comfortable silence.

“You know,” you say slowly, “maybe… maybe I was wrong all this time.”

She looks up, eyes curious.

“About what?”

“About you joking.” You smile shyly. “You’re not joking. You’ve always been serious.”

Chaewon’s face softens, a genuine smile spreading across her lips.

“So, what does that mean?”

You take a breath, meeting her gaze steadily.

“It means… maybe I’m ready to give this a shot. With you.”

She beams, like the sun just came out from behind the clouds.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear that.”

You laugh quietly, heart fluttering.

“Guess we’re both a little late, huh?”

“Better late than never.”

[miabebe]

Camp Seventeen: Prologue

Seventeen as Greek Demigods Series

Pairing - Reader x ot13 (Yes, you read that right, I am insane and you are allowed to scream at me)

Word count - 2.7k

Genre - Greek Demigod AU! We’ve mainly got crack cause all of them are idiots, and obviously smut because they are thirteen lonely, horny men afterall (aka reverse harem) also throwing in some fluff and angst as well because I gotta let emotions run high for plot sake :)

A/n - Hello hello, this is a new seventeen series I am starting and boy oh boy is it gonna be a wild ride! A special thanks to @okiedokrie @whipped-for-kpop-fics @ourdawnishotterthanourday @multi-kpop-fanfics for all their amazing help and bearing with me through the discussions for this, I’m so grateful to you guys :)

I will have a taglist for this so please comment/ send an ask on this post to be added!

“Over here!”

Wincing, you looked up from the disgusting heap of mud your foot had neatly landed in, ignoring the way your little piglet was ecstatically rolling in the same filth.

The man before you looked equally disturbed as he walked over, pulling out a bottle of water apparently from up his ass because you didn’t remember him holding it a second ago.

Sighing a thank you, you took it, emptying it onto your boots before grabbing your gremlin of a pet from its happy place, resulting in a series of loud, incessant whining.

In all that noise, you heard your shoe savior take your name with a voice that was as pretty as him.

“I’m Jisoo.” He put out his hand. “You can call me Joshua.”

You nodded, unable to shake his hand thanks to the problem trashing in your arms earning Joshua’s amusement.

“And who is this?”

“Natalie.” You muttered as he raised an unimpressed eyebrow. “Natalie Porkman.”

Joshua burst out laughing, looking away as he covered up a snort, shoulders shaking. You smiled, truly taking in his beautiful features for the first time. Cute.

“This way.” He pointed at absolutely nothing yet you followed this complete stranger, survival skills be damned. “We’ve got a half mile trek ahead of us but it gets a little confusing from here so I thought I’d come pick you up.”

Cute and kind.

You filed it away under ‘to-learn-more-about-when-I-fiigure-out-what-the-fuck-is-going-on-in-my-life.’

The two of you walked side by side, footfall softly echoing in the lush green forest around. Though silence was all you had been craving after the last few days you’ve had, that did not seem like an option since one, Natalie hadn’t stopped whimpering in fifteen minutes and two, Joshua kept glancing at you like you were some sort of ancient artifact.

Not the good kinds.

“What is it?” You said finally, starting a conversation you didn’t want to have. “Never seen a mess of a human before?”

“Never such an old one.” Well, at least you got ancient right. Joshua quickly corrected himself. “I mean I’ve never heard of a demigod surviving undetected in the mortal world for this long.”

Oh but you got ‘human’ wrong. You forgot. Normalcy was never your defining factor but at least now you knew exactly what kind of freak you were.

Almost.

“I wouldn’t call it surviving, more like ‘barely made it’.”

“But you made it.”

“At the cost of what?” You sighed. “Everything is much more complicated now.”

“Don’t worry.” He stopped at a large boulder at the base of an abnormally large tree in the middle of seemingly nowhere. “We’ll all help you.”

“All?”

He nodded, looking at you over his shoulder. “All.”

Your eyes followed his hand as he placed it in the middle of the rock, and after all that you’ve learnt in the last few days, you’re not sure why you were so shocked when it rolled away at his touch. You expected it to lead you to a dark, suspicious cave but a bright light poured out, making you momentarily lose both your vision and your pet who jumped out of your arms and ran into the illuminance, squealing in delight.

“Welcome to Camp Seventeen.”

Joshua grinned, pointing at the scene before him and your jaw dropped in awe.

It was a large opening in the middle of a forest that looked very different from the one you were just trudging through. There were hills on one side, a large lake shimmering far away, fire torches lit everywhere, little cottages scattered here and there, strange symbols topping them all off. Looking at everything curiously, you walked down the cobbled path, only just noticing the two men who were standing at the end of it, both incredibly beautiful. The blonde one was playing with Natalie and the redhead was staring at you with his arms crossed, expression smug.

“Would you look at that, the prodigal babygirl is here at last.”

You frowned, taking an almost immediate dislike despite his pretty, pretty face.

“Jeonghan, play nice.” Joshua muttered, walking over to him.

“Don't patronise me Aphrodite's son, she was supposed to be here at 4-”

“It’s 4:10.”

“-yesterday.” He turned back to you. “You’re a day and 10 minutes late.”

“Well you’re not the one who’s relocating your whole life.” You spat back at him. “I had things to take care of - my dorms, my bills-”

“So much that you missed the meeting with your lawyer.”

“I did ask to reschedule. It’s not my fault he’s an unsympathetic prick.”

“Careful sweetheart.” Jeonghan cocked his head at you. “I’m unforgiving too.”

You stared at him for a whole maddening minute, realizing why his voice seemed so familiar. You had heard him on the phone over the last few days.

“You’re my lawyer.”

“And the best in the city.” Joshua interjected, sensing the rising tension. “Children of Athena tend to be big brained.”

“And hot headed apparently.”

“Natalie says ‘not more than you’.”

All three of you turned to the only other presence there, the man who was carrying your pig, silent as a statue all this while.

“Jun, son of demeter.” Joshua introduced, pulling him ahead. “He’s a natural with anything, well... natural? Mostly plants but he also happens to talk to animals.”

“Domestic ones.” Jun mumbled. “Hansol is better with the wild.”

You greeted him awkwardly, half smiling to be polite and half frowning at the way Natalie was looking up at him with literal heart eyes.

“How did you come across a fledgling?”

“A what now?”

Jun picked your pig up by the arms like a little baby. “She says she’s 10 years old, yet is the size of a toddler. Have you never wondered why your pig never grew?”

“I uh….assumed it was just the kind of breed that didn’t?”

“What an intellectual.” Jeonghan looked at you with faux amazement making you roll your eyes.

Jun, however, still hadn’t met your eye. “Fledglings are creatures of Olympus. Time moves differently there so they don’t really grow like the others in the human world. In that sense, technically, she’s still only a few months old-”

“So you’re telling me this thing, which has lived with me for 10 odd years, is….magical?”

Jun shook his head as Joshua spoke up, clarifying.

“Not magical, that’s a whole different branch of powers and abilities. Your pig is just….not a part of the human world.”

“You betrayer.” You narrowed your eyes at what you thought was your loyal companion. “We were friends. How could I not know?”

Natalie whined sadly in response earning a smile from Jun and of course, yet another snarky comment from Jeonghan. “I don’t speak pig and even I know she said you’re not very bright.”

“Understanding your native language is not particularly intelligent, you swine.” You glared at him, receiving a smirk in response.

“Ten minutes in camp and you’ve already made Jun’s ears red and picked a fight with Han.” You turned to see three men walk up to you, the one in the middle with an amused look and a powerful aura. “You’re gonna fit in quite well Newbie.”

“Seungcheol, son of Zeus and leader of the camp.” Joshua whispered as everyone bowed to him. You imitated them quickly.

“This is Seokmin, Son of Poseidon and Minghao, Son of Ares.” Seungcheol added, pulling out his armor as one of them shot you a cheery smile and the other continued to look at you cynically. “They are our training specialists. Seokmin should help you with your overall fitness and Minghao will train you for combat.”

“C-combat?” You stuttered looking around. “You mean like war?”

“The world of demigods is new to you, don’t try to understand everything in one day.” The Son of Ares sheathed his twin blades behind his back. “Take a few days to adjust to the camp first. You can start training next week.”

You nodded, a little thankful that despite his cold exterior, he seemed to be surprisingly sympathetic of your situation.

“He’s right.” Seokmin chimed. “You should settle here first, not to forget, deal with that lawsuit before you focus on everything else.”

You turned to Jeonghan expecting yet another snarky remark but he looked worried, lost in thought.

When you turned back to Seokmin though, you bit back a scream, your face inches away from a man who appeared soundlessly and seemingly from thin air.

He gave you a cheeky grin with a tilt of the head, “I’m Chan aka Dino, Son of Hermes, Camp cutie, camp hottie and camp leader- ow!”

He rubbed the back of his head vigorously when a small rock hit him with a dull thud. You looked over his shoulder to see Seungcheol aim another one with just a flick of the wrist.

This one Dino skillfully dodged, stepping away from you as Joshua laughed, “Chan is the camp messenger. He’s in charge of all sorts of delivery and transportation.”

“You were the one who picked up my things.” The realisation hit you at last as Dino nodded, pointing at a pile of your stacked bags and trunks beside the entrance.

“Guilty as charged.”

“You were supposed to arrive over an hour ago.” Seokmin narrowed his eyes at the younger man.

“I got held up with some uh distractions.” Chan laughed nervously, scratching the back of his ear. “I didn’t know where to keep her things though, considering you know, she doesn’t have a place yet.”

Seungcheol turned to you to clear your confusion. “Everyone on camp has their own residence but you came on too short a notice so we’re yet to build one of you. We could have housed you in the guest cabin except it was recently damaged in a fight,” He glared at all the boys around him. “So that would not be feasible. Until your own place is not ready you can stay at mine - it is the biggest so you should be comfortable.”

You pursed your lips unsure about his offer. Did you think you would be unsafe in his presence? No absolutely not, the opposite in fact.

You wondered how long you could hold yourself back before unsuspectingly jumping this man and his huge biceps and beefy thighs and manly voice-

“She’s thirsty.”

Taken aback you looked around, searching for the owner of the voice who unnecessarily accurately voiced your thoughts. Instead, you heard the snap of a twig and a low growling sound from the area the forest got more dense. You narrowed your eyes, trying to peer through the overgrown wilderness only to meet a pair of menacing red orbs.

Your adrenaline response barely had the time to kick in before ten, no fifteen, wild hounds ran out of their hiding place towards you, making you scream and hide behind Joshua.

The boys laughed as the dogs circled around you and you gripped onto Joshua’s shoulders terrified.

“Stand back lads.” A silver haired man walked over with a golden haired one beside him, both with a bow and quiver strung over their shoulders. The dogs immediately ran over, aligning themselves in an obedient, straight line behind them.

“Hansol, Son of Artemis and Jihoon, Son of Apollo.” Joshua looked at you over his shoulder. “They are in charge of daytime border patrol. There are all sorts of wild animals out here, hence the hounds, for protection.” As you shuddered, Joshua looked around curiously. “The Son of Hades, is in charge of nighttime patrol. He should be somewhere around here…”

Your eyes widened as the water canteen hanging on Jihoon’s belt flew towards you on its own, making you almost claw Joshua’s arm.

“Wonwoo don’t scare her.” Joshua chastised laughing as you literally see a tall, lean man materialize out of thin air, the canteen in his hand and a smirk on his face. “How long have you been here?”

“The whole time.” He mumbled, handing you the water. “Jihoon said you were thirsty.”

“Not for water.” The blonde man whispered in a way only you could hear, looking entertained at how flushed you were. Did he actually read your mind?

Coming out of Joshua’s shadow, you grabbed the canteen before anyone else noticed, thanking Wonwoo with a hard smile. Tilting your head back you drank up, not noticing how all 10 eyes were intently fixed on you and your throat moving with each gulp. They all took a gulp of their own.

As you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand, slowly looking around and noticing everyone’s gaze, the ground below began to shake, fazing no one but you.

Jeonghan pulled you out of the way of what seemed like a large mechanical bull charging towards you with an equally large man perched on top of it. A smaller man arrived right behind, riding a….. A leopard???

“You said you would win.” The muscled man slid off the mechanical creature, patting it. “My baby is faster.”

“I said a cheetah would win. My baby is a tiger.”

“It's a leopard.” You corrected, earning everyone's snickers and the not so threatening stare of its owner.

“It’s a big cat with an identity crisis.” Taking your hand in his, placing a soft kiss at the back of it, the muscle man gave you a fanged smile. “I’m Mingyu, Son of Hephaestus.”

The other man raised his hand. “Soonyoung, Son of Dionysis and that-” He turned to yet another one who was running over, looking frazzled.

“Seungkwan, Son of Hera, owner of a peacock that has yet again disappeared.” He bent over, grabbing his waist, panting and out of breath. “I don’t get why she keeps running away.”

“Maybe because you keep calling him a she.” Minghao nonchalantly glanced at his neatly filed nails.

“I can’t-” Seungkwan ran his fingers through his head, annoyed. “It’s confusing okay, who the fuck named him Patricia then?”

Behind you Jeonghan giggled.

“You coagulation of human evil,” Seungkwan threw his shoe, missing the target. “Now she- He won’t respond to any other name!”

The boys roared with laughter as Seungkwan unsuccessfully chased Jeonghan around, hands flailing everywhere.

Seungcheol walked over to you amidst all the mess, shooting you an understanding smile. “Your life has just undergone a major change, I get that it is intimidating but don’t worry. All thirteen of us are here to help you get through this.”

You nodded slowly, looking around at the boys, doing a quick, confirmatory headcount. “So there’s only thirteen of you?”

And why were all of them so gorgeous??

“Yeah, only.” Seungcheol chuckled, “Trust me thirteen is more than enough, I’ve got to run a very tight ship here.”

“I just assumed there would be seventeen people since, you know, Camp Seventeen.”

“The Oracle apparently told Woozi to name us Camp Seventeen.” He shrugged. “Not sure why.”

You hummed, as all of them gradually stopped behaving like toddlers and turned their attention to you.

“Wait,” The realization slowly dawned upon you. Actually, it hit you like a brick. “You’re all men.”

Seungcheol nodded carefully, like he didn’t know where you were going with this.

“Am I….Am I the only girl in the camp?”

Soft mutters went around as Seungcheol cleared his throat. “Yes and I’m sorry if that makes you uncomfortable but unfortunately, it was not a choice.”

“It’s not common for a girl to be assigned to an all boys camp,” Joshua stepped up. “But I believe since Jeonghan and Wonwoo are working on the lawsuit that landed you here, the authorities of Olympus must have thought it is better for you to be here.”

“But it’s not permanent.” Seungcheol added. “You can choose to change camps after Quest Season if you wish-”

“What is Quest season?”

Jeonghan let out a loud sigh. “You’ve been here for what, ten minutes? Don't overwork your brain. The world of demigods is complex, you’ll learn everything with time.”

“He’s right.” Seokmin leaned against the tree near him. “Why don’t we first move your things to Seungcheol’s cabin? We’ll let you get settled, then Joshua can show you around camp, walk you through the rules and assign a duty-”

“Except.” Soonyoung looked at you from bottom to top, like he was assessing you. “What kind of duty?”

“Exactly.” Mingyu threw his arm around his friend, his expression matching. “Daughter of Hestia, Goddess of Hearth and Home, what would you be good for in this camp?”

Minghao hummed, walking up to you, bending to meet your eyelevel. “Well, what can a woman be good for in a camp of thirteen men?”

A/n - next will be a detailed post about each member, their background and powers so it's less confusing for those who aren't so familiar with Greek mythology and the series will start after that so stay tuned!

[wonupatootie]

SVT Social Media AU Fic Recsᡣ𐭩 Part II

오늘 날씬 너를 많이 닮아 너에게 가는 길은 꽃길이 되고~

Main Recs Masterlist

➣Part I // Part II // Part III

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Yoon Jeonghan

“Death By A Thousand Cuts” by @ssssssssssssscoups

Fem!reader || fluff, angst || Status: Completed

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･y/n loves books. she loves the way they make her feel any emotion, to get lost within the pages and words that suffocates her heart. jeonghan loves performing, loves the way his voice makes the public go wild. if they fall in love, will they fall out? 

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“Iris Beauty” by @wonunuu

Fem!reader || romance, fat angst, drama, comedy || Status: Completed

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･you and mina have been best friends for as long as you remember. after your parents passed from a horrible car accident, mina's parents kindly took you in, tending and caring for you as their own. at such a young age, you have learned the meaning of debt as this is your constant feeling towards your best friend and her parents. to compensate, you have showed them undoubtable loyalty, respect, love and kindness, just as they have showed you; you do everything they tell you without question. so when your best friend asks you to pretend to be her in meeting a guy she has been talking to online, your loyalty and trust are tested when you unintentionally develop feelings for him.

Hong Jisoo

“You Were Beautiful” by @viastro

Fem!reader || modernised cinderella au, strangers to lovers, humour, fluff, angst || Status: Completed

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･in which you and joshua meet through your love for boba popsicles, but end up living out your very own complicated, mess filled, cinderella story.

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“Love On The Air” by @suhnshinehaos

Gn!reader || uni au, childhood friends to ???, pining, fluff, angst || Status: Completed

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･joshua hong wants you to know how he feels about you, but god forbid he actually say it out loud. instead, he settles on the next best thing : dedicating a song to you every week on the campus radio. too bad you’re too dense to actually figure out it’s all for you.

Wen Junhui

“Moonlight” by @nonononranghaee

Based on Hidden Love, orange cat x black cat || Status: Completed

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Jun as the boy who makes you believe in the existence of love

Lee Jihoon

“Yearning” by @jihoonotes

Gn!reader || sunshine x grumpy, fluff, humour, angst || Status: Completed

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･for yn it was love at first sight, but for jihoon it was annoyed at first sight.. oops?

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“FORELKSET” by @escapewriter

Fem!reader || idol au, fluff, humour, romance, slight angst || Status: Completed

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･a boring summer with you and your best friend led you both to do some dumb things, one being texting your number neighbor. however, things take a toll when your number neighbor isnt the person who they say they are.

Kim Mingyu

“My Melody” by @networkluvs

Gn!reader || college au, band au, strangers to lovers, slice of life, comedy, angst, fluff || Status: Completed

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･in which you become the muse of the overly cocky rising rockstar on campus, kim mingyu.

Xu Minghao

“What I Would Do!” by @sungbeam

Fem!reader || acquaintances to lovers, pining, fluff || Status: Completed

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･minghao is kinda sorta maybe in love with you, but he thinks you're so out of his league.

Boo Seungkwan

“Company Policy” by @whatsk-poppinhomies

Fem!reader || idol au, romance, fluff, drama, comedy, angst, smut || Status: Completed

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Being an intern at Hybe was a dream come true for you. It was simply a summer program where you got to experience and be a part of the behind the scenes work that pushed the artists to the top. Three months working with some of the biggest k-pop artists, it wasn’t a big deal, that is until Boo Seungkwan entered your life and you both began to question the Company Policy.

Lee Chan

“PANG!” by @kkumawrites

Fem!reader || college au, strangers to friends to lovers, angst, drama || Status: Completed

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･You'd consider yourself a simple college student, a freshman who just wants to survive their first year - but things get complicated when you're suddenly falling for someone you definitely shouldn't be, especially since he has a girlfriend already.

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“The Fiancé” by @wondernus

ft. Pi Cheolin || est.relationship, romance, humour, mystery || Status: Completed

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･a mysterious pink fishing vest. a fiancé who wakes up in the middle of nowhere. and an upcoming wedding on the line. there's only so much you can take before you let your perfect future crumble before your eyes.

Unspecified End Game

“Choi Seungcheol Must Die” by @princessleechan

Fem!reader || Potential endgame: seungcheol, mingyu, seokmin, chan || college au, slight angst, romance, humour, eventual smut || Status:Completed

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Mingyu wasn't the one with his heart broken. It was his little sister. And Seokmin's older sister. And Chan's best friend. Choi Seungcheol is a menace to society and needs to be put down. Immediately. The sure fire way to do it is to give him a taste of his own medicine: break his heart.

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“REDAMANCY” by @escapewriter

Fem!reader || Potential endgame: junhui, minghao || college au, slice of life, fluff, humour, romance || Status: Completed

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･your best friend was lucky enough to have two boys pining after her. you on the other hand were unluckyenough to be in love with one of them.

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“Newsflash!” by @cupidhaos

University harem, angst, humour, fluff, slice of life || Status: Completed

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･university life can be hard when you get caught up with the SVT boys

⤷“Move!” (sequel of Newsflash!)

University harem, angst, humour, fluff, slice of life, mystery || Status: Completed 

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･a new school year means new beginnings and new memories - but that can be hard with unfinished love stories in the way

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[bettelaboure]

Can we have a fic of g dragon x reader showering together? (Fluff with a hint of spice maybe 👀) I absolutely love flirty g dragon especially how you wrote him in your recent fic and GODDAMN IM HOOKED-

⊹ After hours ⊹ | Kwon Ji-yong

⊹ Pairing: Kwon Ji-yong x Reader ⊹ Warnings: explicit language, sexual content, mutual teasing ⊹ Summary: after a long, exhausting day at work, all you crave is the comfort of Ji-yong’s presence. But when he sends you a teasing picture from dance practice, the heat between you builds, leading to an intimate reunion that neither of you can resist. ⊹ Authors note: It might be more spicy than fluff, but I hope you'll like it 🤍

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The tension in your body lingers even as you step out of the office, muscles tight with the weight of the day. Your job as a marketing analyst had drained you, endless reports, back-to-back meetings, and last-minute client demands leaving you mentally exhausted. You had barely touched your lunch, your only break being a few stolen moments to check your phone between tasks.

The office buzzed with its usual chaos—phones ringing, keyboards clacking, muffled voices discussing deadlines. Your coworker, Mina, peeked over the divider between your desks and smirked.

“Long day?” she asked, sipping her coffee.

“You have no idea,” you sighed, rubbing your temples.

“You’ve been smiling at your phone a lot. Ji-yong again?”

You nodded, unable to hide your grin.

“Must be nice having a sexy boyfriend who can dance,” she teased. “Is he finally taking you to one of his rehearsals?”

You rolled your eyes. “He’s always busy, and when he’s not, he’s too tired to do anything except sleep.”

Mina waggled her eyebrows. “I doubt that’s all he does when he’s with you.”

Heat crawled up your neck. “Mina!”

She laughed and leaned back in her chair. “I’m just saying, if I had a man like that, I wouldn’t let him out of bed.”

You swatted at her with a paper folder, shaking your head as your phone buzzed again.

11:47 AM Ji-yong: "Don’t forget to eat, baby. I know how you get when you’re busy."

12:02 PM You: "I’ll try. You too, okay? How’s practice?"

12:15 PM Ji-yong: "Exhausting. The choreographer is making us run the choreo until we drop. But I’d rather be dropping into bed with you."

You had smiled at that, cheeks warming despite your tiredness.

Later that afternoon, you had stepped into the break room for a coffee refill when Mina was gossiping with another coworker, Jisoo.

“You wouldn’t believe it,” Jisoo said. “That client from yesterday? Total nightmare. Had us redoing the entire campaign visuals. I swear I almost quit.”

Mina groaned. “This is why I stick to the research department.”

You chuckled, shaking your head as you poured coffee into your mug. “I think we all deserve raises after this week.”

Jisoo smirked. “Or at least a boyfriend who spoils us.”

Mina nudged you playfully. “Lucky girl over here already has one.”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t hide your amusement.

At the same time, Ji-yong was pushing through his own day, spending long hours at the dance studio. His bandmates teased him relentlessly every time they caught him checking his phone.

“Man, Ji-yong’s whipped,” Seung-Hyun joked, throwing a towel at him. “She’s got you acting soft.”

Ji-yong just smirked. “You’re just jealous.”

“Maybe,” Seung-Hyun admitted. “If I had someone blowing up my phone like that, I’d be smiling too.”

His phone buzzed again.

3:37 PM You: "How’s my favorite dancer doing?"

3:45 PM Ji-yong: "Sweaty. Sore. Thinking about you sitting at your desk, all proper and serious. Wish I could mess you up a little."

That message had made your thighs press together, a tiny thrill coursing through you.

By the time you shut down your computer for the day, another message had come in.

6:28 PM Ji-yong: "I’ll be home late. Try not to miss me too much.*"

Attached was a picture of him in the dance studio, sweat-slicked skin glowing under dim lighting, shirt off, toned abs and lean muscles fully on display. His sweatpants hung low, teasingly so, the band of his briefs peeking out. He knew exactly what he was doing. The smirk on his lips was undeniable, cocky, sinful.

The entire drive home, your mind wandered where it shouldn’t. You imagined what it would be like to have him right there, to take him against the studio mirrors, his breath hot in your ear, his hands greedy on your hips. You squeezed your thighs together at the thought, feeling heat coil deep in your stomach.

By the time you made it home, the apartment was quiet, still. The air was thick with anticipation, the kind only he could stir inside you. You discarded your bag, toeing off your shoes before heading straight for the bathroom, desperate to shake off the day and—hopefully—the ache that had settled between your legs.

Steam curled around you as you stepped into the shower, hot water cascading over your skin, easing some of the tension in your shoulders. But it wasn’t enough. Not when the image of Ji-yong, sweat-drenched and breathless, still played in your mind. Your fingers twitched at your sides before you reached for the showerhead, biting your lip as you adjusted the water pressure.

Heat bloomed across your skin as the water pulsed against you, each wave of pleasure making you shudder. Your head fell back against the tiled wall, breath quickening, soft whimpers lost beneath the sound of rushing water. Your free hand trailed down your stomach, teasing your own skin, your body already responding to the fantasy playing out in your head.

You imagined his hands on you instead, strong fingers gripping your hips, his lips tracing fire along your neck. Your thighs trembled as you moved the water in slow, deliberate circles, your breath catching in your throat.

You didn’t hear the door creak open. Didn’t hear the shuffle of footsteps. But you felt the shift in the air, the unmistakable presence of someone watching.

“Enjoying yourself, baby?”

Your eyes shot open, heart leaping to your throat. Ji-yong stood there, leaning against the doorframe, still dressed in his sweats and hoodie, hood pulled back to reveal tousled hair and a knowing smirk. His gaze roamed over your bare, dripping form, dark eyes filled with something dangerous, something that made your stomach clench.

“J-Ji-yong—” You scrambled to turn the showerhead away, to cover yourself, but he was already stepping inside, fully clothed, uncaring of the water soaking into his clothes.

“Don’t stop on my account,” he murmured, voice thick with amusement. “I like watching you fall apart.”

Your skin burned under his gaze, embarrassment and arousal tangling together. “I-I wasn’t—”

“You weren’t?” He tilted his head, a teasing lilt in his voice. “Didn’t look like that to me.” His fingers traced along your jaw, tilting your face up. “Were you thinking about me?”

Your lips parted, but the words caught in your throat. He chuckled, low and knowing. “You were, weren’t you? Thinking about me while you touched yourself?”

Your breath hitched. His hand slid down, ghosting over your collarbone, your chest, before resting on your waist, pulling you against his soaked clothes.

“You’re trembling,” he whispered, lips grazing the shell of your ear. “Are you that needy for me, baby?”

A soft whimper escaped your lips before you could stop it. His grip tightened.

“Tell me.”

You swallowed hard. “Y-Yes.”

His lips crashed against yours, demanding, searing. The taste of him—sweat, mint, something inherently Ji-yong—flooded your senses. His tongue traced the seam of your lips, coaxing them apart, deepening the kiss until you were gasping against him.

His hands roamed lower, gripping your hips before sliding around to cup your ass, pulling you flush against him. The hard press of his arousal against your stomach sent a fresh wave of heat through you. His fingers trailed lower, teasing the sensitive skin between your thighs. He exhaled a soft curse, lips brushing over your jaw.

“You’re already so wet for me,” he murmured, fingertips tracing along your inner thigh before pressing against you in a slow, torturous rhythm. Your breath hitched, your hands gripping his shoulders, unsure if you wanted to pull him closer or steady yourself.

“Let me take care of you,” he whispered, voice thick with hunger. His fingers moved in teasing circles, coaxing pleasure from you in slow, deliberate strokes, his other hand steadying your trembling body against the slick tiles. Every touch sent sparks of heat through you, drawing out gasps and desperate little whimpers that only seemed to fuel him more.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” His voice was a husky rasp against your ear, each word accompanied by a deliberate movement that left you arching into him, chasing the pleasure only he could give.

The shower wasn’t where it ended.

He carried you out, water still dripping from both of you, but neither of you cared. He laid you down on the bed, taking his time, exploring every inch of you with lips and tongue, drawing out every sound, every shuddering breath. His hands were both rough and gentle, teasing and possessive, pushing you to the edge only to pull you back, drawing out your pleasure until you were a trembling mess beneath him.

When he finally pushed into you, the sensation was overwhelming—deep, slow, intense. His fingers laced with yours, pinning them above your head, his breath coming in uneven gasps as he set an agonizing rhythm that sent you spiraling.

Every thrust, every whispered word unraveled you further, pulling you closer to the edge. The way he moved, the way he worshiped your body, left you utterly undone beneath him.

When release finally crashed over you, it was with a shattering force, leaving you breathless, trembling in his arms. He followed moments after, a deep groan spilling from his lips as he buried his face in your neck, holding you close.

For a long moment, neither of you moved, bodies tangled, breaths mingling in the quiet aftermath. Then, he pressed a soft kiss to your temple, his voice hoarse but tender.

“You’re mine,” he whispered, running his fingers through your damp hair. “And I’m never letting you forget that.”

And as you curled into him, exhaustion pulling at your limbs, you knew that no matter how long the day had been, there was nowhere else you would rather be.

The next morning, you woke up to the scent of coffee and the warmth of Ji-yong’s arms still wrapped around you. He nuzzled into your neck, voice husky. “Morning, baby.”

You turned to face him, smiling sleepily. “You made coffee?”

He nodded, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Had to make sure my girl starts her day right.”

You sighed contentedly, curling closer into him. Maybe today wouldn’t be so exhausting after all.

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Taglist: @redhoodedtoad @sherrayyyyy @mirahyun

[smolkooks]

joshua hong's recipe for valentine's

summary: jisoo knows you like the back of his hand. he hopes. (he does). which almost makes asking you out for valentine’s day even more intimidating. 

pairing: joshua (svt) x you

genre: college au, fluff

*

��hey alexa,” joshua called out into the emptiness of his bedroom, “what the fuck am i supposed to do?”

the sound of jeonghan’s quip cut through the air before alexa could even process joshua’s complaint, “don’t think ai is equipped to help with your relationship problems.” jeonghan rounded the corner and popped his head through the door, an amused smirk quirking up the corner of his lips.

“there are no relationship problems!” joshua buried his hands in his hair, “there’s no relationship problems, that’s the problem,” his tone trailed off hopelessly as he banged his forehead onto the table hoping that the brief pain would knock some sense into his brain.

“haven’t you two known each other for like, most of college? i’m sure she won’t mind no matter what you do,” jeonghan offered, and joshua knew he was trying to be helpful but the advice only made him feel worse.

“you know that feeling,” joshua began, spinning around on his chair to face his friend, “when you know someone too well? when you feel like they’ve seen everything and nothing will surprise them? fuck, she’ll probably notice something in my expression the day before or like sniff me out when i slip up on a sentence or something.” usually, he loved how detail-oriented you were, but in moments like these, he wished you were a bit more oblivious.

“you’re giving her too much credit, man,” jeonghan said with a shrug, “don’t think she’s going to be that perceptive.” he appreciatively eyed the pastel bouquet and origami paper that joshua had strewn across his desk and then said, “there’s no way she’d see all of this coming.

“you don’t know her,” joshua groaned, already fearing the worst. he’d spent the better part of the week planning all your valentine’s day gifts—brainstorming and ripping his hair out and agitating over making every detail perfect. he was not about to let you sniff anything out or become at all suspicious beforehand.

he truly did know you too well, because his very first dilemma arose just an hour later, after jeonghan had left for his evening class and he was alone in his apartment, putting together your gift when his phone had pinged with a message.

from: y/nnie

josh wyd

to: y/nnie

lmao wtf so random

immediately he knew he’d fucked up. because texts at this time from you were a daily occurrence, and his response was too fucking unnatural. but unfortunately he’d been so preoccupied with folding origami puppies and tucking them into the bouquet he’d picked out earlier this morning and surprised by your text that he replied without thinking.

as he went to edit the message, your read receipt came through and he resisted the urge to cry as your typing bubble showed up.

from: y/nnie

don’t be weird...

from: y/nnie

if ur free i’m gonna come over i’m dropping something off

from: y/nnie

jeonghan said ur home

joshua’s eyes widened as he cast a glance over the ginormous mess on his desk. he’d been planning to meet you later tonight anyway, yes, but not immediately! he still had to put together the last of the origami animals and also finish off wrapping your actual gift...

but then again, if he said no, you would for sure instantly know something was up anyway, so there was absolutely no winning. not unless he became an origami monster immediately and finished your bouquet within the next five minutes.

panicked, he started to type a response:

to: y/nnie

give me like twenty min pls

ty

from: y/nnie

alr

cya

tossing his phone onto his bed, he locked into the origami flower youtube video that he was up to. he didn’t think he’d ever been so focused before, not even during his final exams, not even during his driving test, not even ever. there were high stakes at play here, and he was not about to let all his plans fall apart. in fact, he tried to convince himself, you coming over was a blessing. the thought of seeing you did put a smile on his face, as stressed as he was about the lopsided paper tulips that he was currently mass producing.

within ten minutes, he’d tucked the final ones of his origami projects between the pastel petals of the bouquet he’d picked out earlier in the morning and began to survey his next project: the actual gift.

gritting his teeth determinedly, he set to work.

*

joshua was being weird, you’d decided, as you switched off your phone with a frown. why did it feel like he was so nervous? you visited him and jeonghan’s dorm all the time, it wasn’t like an out of the blue event, right...?

the doubts continued to cloud your train of thought as you surveyed the gifts that you’d prepared. flowers, of course, for your best boy. bead sets, a new phone case, matching smiski hippers for the two of you, his favourite snacks...you’d gotten everything he’d mentioned wanting. (except for the apartment by the seaside. you weren’t financially successful enough yet for that. one day).

as far as relationships went, yours and joshua’s was relatively fresh despite having known each other ever since the first week of freshman year. you’d been together for two months give or take, just in time to settle down for a proper valentine’s day—your first with a boyfriend, and you were determined to make it the best.

you’d even purposefully visited him almost every evening so that your visit today wouldn’t seem as suspicious. you hoped he wasn’t suspicious. as you switched your phone back on and read over your chats again, you realised maybe you did come across a little nervous...drop something off? you were lucky he didn’t question it today. it was so vague, and at the same time, lowkey obvious considering the date...

you hoped he’d overlook it.

the trek to joshua and jeonghan’s apartment wasn’t far at all. in fact, he lived one building down the road, so carrying all your gift boxes wasn’t that much of a hassle. you’d made the walk so often that you knew it better than the back of your hand, so when you arrived at his door, you couldn’t help the familiar smile that curved on your lips.

“josh!” you called out alongside your knock.

you heard his faint response and then some banging around before the door finally opened.

“HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!”

your overlapping voices made your eyes widen in shock. when you finally registered the sight in front of you, you realised joshua was also holding an armful of gifts—a massive bouquet of origami and real flowers blended together so prettily, and another bag of pristinely wrapped presents.

he seemed equally as shocked—his hair a little unkempt but still cute, glasses sitting low on the bridge of his nose as he blinked at you through the doorway—at all of the stuff that you were holding out to him.

“y/n,” he managed, as you huffed a laugh of disbelief, “there’s—what—wait, i was going to surprise you.” he glanced down pointedly at all the things in his arms, and you laughed in earnest.

“you did, josh,” you said with an amused giggle, finally stepping into the apartment and letting joshua shut the door behind you, “i think we scared the shit out of each other.”

you set down the bouquet you’d brought on his dining table as he did the same to the bouquet he had prepared, before he was ushering you to sit down, a faint blush on his cheeks as he said, “i can’t believe this.”

“great minds think alike!” you exclaimed, as you noticed the little puppies he’d tucked into the flowers, “wait, josh, hold on—,” you did a double take as you looked closer at the bouquet, “did you put sonny angels in the flowers?”

he sat down beside you and rolled his eyes in an ‘obviously’ way, “they’re your favourite, aren’t they?”

“stop it,” you said in disbelief, your surprise continuing to multiply, “you’re so crazy josh. this is why i love you.”

“because of the sonny angels in the flowers?”

it was your turn to roll your eyes as you shoved him a little, “no, idiot. because we know each other too well.”

[hufflepuffwriter1995]

 Title: His Queen 

Pairing: Gwinam x Chubby!Named Reader (Ryoko)

Fandom: All of Us Are Dead 

Summary: She was his queen and god help anyone who disrespected his queen. 

Warnings: Now: Mentions of abuse, swearing, pain.  Eventually zombies, swearing, blood, gore, fighting, and smut.

Notes: Gwinam is still a bully but never filled Eunji topless, that still happened but he wasn’t a part of it. He is also a tad less insane in this but still toxic. Enjoy. I fell down a rabbit hole of this and it's time I share. 

Two Years Before The Outbreak.  

   “You need to find a way to prove it.” Jisoo sighed as she carefully began to patch up the cut over my right eyebrow. I let out a sigh, wincing as she gently wiped the alcohol swap against the cut. I had hoped that with how often I was in this position, I had gotten used to the slight sting. Being my brother's punching bag had left me covered in small cuts and bruises and more often than not, a few broken bones that I was left to treat on my own. 

  “We have been through this.” I sighed, holding still as she began to apply the bandage to my eye. “Unless we can get his face on video no one is going to believe it’s my brother. How many times have my parents made up some random excuse about how he couldn’t possibly have done it because you can’t see him?” Jisoo was my only friend, the only person that my brother and parents haven’t been able to drive out of my life by employing threats or bribes. Her parents were saints, her dad a high-profile doctor who handled all my injuries and her mother a lawyer who was working endlessly to get me away from my parents. The problem was, that my parents were too careful, too eager to use their government standing to their advantage. So they never got far in the process of getting me out and were too afraid to push too hard in case I was forbidden to see Jisoo. 

   “We will find a way. He’s getting too confident, he will have to mess up at some point.” Jisoo sighed, her concern for me breaking my heart. Even after three years of having her by my side, I wasn’t used to having someone who not only cared but truly loved me. Years of abuse from my brother and my parents telling me if I was a better sister, their precious son wouldn’t have to hurt me, had taught me I wasn’t one to be loved. 

   “I am sure you are right. Myeonghwan isn’t all that smart.” I winced, waiting for the hit even if I knew it wasn’t coming. She pats my cheek with a loving smile. 

  “If he doesn’t I will find a way to make it happen.” She spoke with so much confidence, so sure that she would help, that I couldn’t help but smile at her. I started to say something when the door to the classroom we were sitting in opened and my brother glared at me. 

  “Come with me.” He demanded, ignoring the way Jisoo tried to valiantly to protect me. Squeezing her hand, I reminded her it would be worse for me if I didn’t go before moving to my brother. He grinned, gripping me by the hair and pulled me from the room.  

  Gwinam 

  Giwnam didn’t like people, he could tolerate people at best. That is until she came into his world. The first time they had met, he had been injured, a nasty cut along his arm from a prick that tried to surprise attack him with a knife. He had been sitting on the tennis course, cursing angrily at the prick as he tried to stop the bleeding. She had come up on him without a word, silently taking his hand in hers as she began to clean out the wound. Her voice was soft as she wiped at it with an alcohol swab. She didn’t scold him, or yell at him, only told him that if it happened again applying a tight dressing would stop the bleeding. She had left him with clean bandages and gauze, telling her to change them before he went to bed.  

  The second time it had been her that had been hurt. She had been limping down the hallway when an asshole ran into her from behind. Gwinam had barely been quick enough to get his arm around her waist to keep her from falling. After making sure she was alright, he tracked the boy down, beating him before pulling around until he found her again, forcing the boy to beg for her forgiveness on his knees. She had been shocked, her eyes widening in surprise before telling him she would only forgive him if he promised to be careful in the future. With Gwinam promising hell if he didn’t, the boy had promised he would between stammers. She had nodded then, thanking Giwnam with a smile that stopped his heart, before turning back to her friend. A clear dismissal for the prick at her feet. 

  Since then he had been uncomfortably aware of her. Doing what he could to help make her life a little easier, while also plotting revenge for whoever was the cause of the near-constant injuries. While he hadn’t figured out who had hurt her yet, he was determined to figure that out. Whoever it was, would pay tenfold for every injury that she suffered. He had just settled down for lunch when her friend came running, frantically looking around before finding him. Relief seemingly washed over her. 

   “Gwinam!” She screamed, pushing past a few startled students as in her frantic way to greet him. He raised a brow at her, wondering what the hell could be going on, when she slammed her hands on the table, chest rising and falling. “He’s going to kill her. He’s going to kill Ryoko!” She whispered. 

  “Who?” The wave of protection-filled anger washing over him took him by surprise but he promised to deal with that later. 

  “Her brother, Myeognhwan. He broke her ribs earlier this morning, if he hits her there again he will kill her. We can’t get him to stop, if we don’t get his face on video he will get away with it.” She spoke quickly fear causing her voice to shake. “No one else will do anything.”

  “Follow me and keep quiet. Keep that phone in your fucking hand. Where would he take her?” 

  “Behind the school, tennis court.” She breathed out, hope starting to flash in her eyes. He tossed his drink onto the table and stood up, racing out of the cafeteria with the girl, Jisoo he thought, following on his heels. By the time they reached the door that led to the back of the school, his hands were clenched in panicked-filled fury. What if he was too late, what if she had waited too long? Shaking the useless fears from his head, he slowly opened the door, holding a finger to his lips as he slipped out, phone in hand as he filmed. Jisoo followed the look of pure rage in her eyes, earning some respect from him. She was ready to go swinging for her friend. 

   “Faw stupid cow!” Myeonghwan grunted with each kick to her stomach. His girl didn’t a sound, only breathing harshly through her nose with each kick. Her eyes were closed, but tears still fell silently. Oh, the things he was going to do to the boy. Myeonghwan would pay for each tear, for every injury and then some. 

  “Son Myeonghwan.” He called out once he was in a position that would cause both of them to get his face. Grinning wickedly, he zoomed in on his face, catching that stupid prick as he realized what happened. “This is what is going to happen. You are going to listen to me, if you don’t Jisoo posts this all over social media.” 

   “Send. To. Your. Dad.” Gwinam couldn’t help but the pride that washed over him at his girl, beaten and weak, took her power back. 

   “You fucking PRICK! You will p…” He was cut off as Gwinam snapped, pinning him to the wall by his throat as he punched him hard in the stomach, pulling back to punch him again. 

   “Touch my girl again and see what happens.” He snarled, pulling away as the prick began to show signs of passing out. Without another word, Gwinam turned and carefully scooped up Ryoko, tucking her against his chest as he nodded at Jisoo. “I got you pretty girl.” As he headed to his car, Ryoko smiled faintly, moving her head just enough to kiss his cheek. 

  “I’m safe.” She whispered before passing out, her body relaxing as the pain became too much. Her words though echoed through his head. Never once has he made someone feel safe but he made her a quiet and silent vow. So long as he drew breath, no one would hurt his Queen.

[authorhjk1]

How would you do a short free-use story staring your favorite idol?

Thanks for the ask! Although I'm not sure what you mean exactly with "How" Do you want me to explain it or write it? I decided to just write it, hope you enjoy. @mechaknight-98 I saw your other request, I will get to it when I have the time.

(I hope I understood the concept of free-use correctly)

White

Kim Jisoo X Male Reader

You hear voices behind the door, after you rang the doorbell. Footsteps come closer and you take a step back. A moment later, the door is being opened.

For a moment, you are stunned by her beauty. How can a person be so pretty? So perfect? You smell her flowery scent. Maybe roses.

Her eyes grow big once she realises who is standing in front of her.

"(Y/n), I-I..."

Jisoo stutters, too surprised to see you standing in front of her parent's mansion. The young heiress of the Kim Group is usually very well spoken.

"What are you doing here?"

"Just came back from a business trip. I haven't had your pussy in weeks."

You catch her flinching.

Despite the amount of times you've already taken advantage of your arrangement, she is still uncomfortable talking about it openly.

"S-Sure. Please follow me."

Jisoo turns around and leads you inside her parent's place, after you shut the door behind you. You walk behind her, enjoying the view of her naked shoulders. The back of her necklace sparkles in the light of the chandelier in the hallway.

Approaching the big wooden stairs in the middle of the house, the two of you pass by the entrance to the dining room.

"Jisoo!"

She freezes in place, before you both look into the room. You recognize her parents, who sit on one side of the table. A chair is empty, the one next to it is occupied by Jisoo's fiance.

"Who is this man?"

Her father looks at you in suspicion.

"He is a business partner of mine. We are headed to my study, cause we have to make an important decision on the future of our companies' relationship, which can't be delayed."

That's the Jisoo everyone knows. The strong, independent and successful businesswoman. The complete opposite of the Jisoo you know. Your submissive, free-use toy.

Her father nods in approval, visibly oblivious. You do a short bow in his direction. Jisoo starts walking again. Her chin raised, back straight.

Halfway up the stairs, you can't help it anymore. She just looks flawless. And you really have been longing for her for weeks.

You reach out, your hand squeezing her ass through her white dress. Jisoo jumps, but she doesn't say anything. She keeps walking as if nothing is happening. After squeezing her right cheek a couple of times, you stop walking, making her stop too.

"Suck me off."

Jisoo turns around. You are almost at the top of the stairs already. You see the confusion in her eyes. Why can't you wait one more minute?

But she doesn't talk back. Jisoo carefully gets on her knees in front of you, making sure she doesn't mess up her dress somehow.

A moment later, your cock lands on her face. Jisoo closes her eyes, taking a deep breath as she savours your smell. You can tell that your absence made her sexually frustrated.

"Are you still waiting until you married him?"

It's an odd question to ask, when the soon to be bride is giving the tip of your dick a sensual kiss.

"Yes. But he keeps trying to initiate something. I don't know if he is gonna wait until he puts a wedding ring on my finger."

You sigh as your gaze gets caught on the big silver diamond ring on her ring finger. The hand it's on is stroking your cock, while she talks.

"I don't like it. But I can't blame him."

You reach down and cup her cheek. Jisoo leans into it, looking up at you with big eyes.

"A woman like you could make a man do whatever she wants. You are fucking gorgeous."

You quickly realize the irony of your words. You are making her do whatever you want.

"Thank you."

A shy smile plays around her lips. Jisoo still can't take compliments. At least when they are coming from you.

After your quick exchange, she finally starts giving you head properly. You can't believe how much of a slut you've turned her into. She is sucking you off in the middle of her parents house in plain sight, while her parents and her boyfriend are in the room next door.

"That's a good girl."

You encourage Jisoo as she bobs her head on your cock. You've missed her mouth. The way her lips wrap around you. The way her tongue glides along your length. The way her throat tightens, when you push past her gag reflex.

As exciting and adventurous this little scene might be, you know that you will get caught sooner rather than later, if you don't move on.

"Let's go to your room. I don't want to waste my time here when I could be in there, plowing your pussy like I own it."

You help Jisoo to her feet, catching the slight blush on her cheeks.

"Because I do."

You whisper into her ear, before spinning her around.

The two of you finally make it down the hallway without any further incidents. Once you reach her room, you walk inside, waiting for her to close the door behind her.

She has turned into a shy, innocent girl once again. You lean against Jisoo, pressing her against the door, kissing every inch of her exposed skin.

"How did I even make it these couple of weeks without this body of yours?"

It was a rhetoric question between kisses, but Jisoo tries to come up with an explanation. An explanation that satisfies you.

"I send you several pictures of me every day. And videos. I kept thinking of you while I..."

A growl escapes your lips. The power you have over her right now gives you a familiar rush of adrenaline.

"Strip."

You sit down on the edge of her bed, crossing your arms in front of you. If you were sitting on a chair at your desk, it would've looked like Jisoo was there to apply for an internship.

She shyly brushes all of her hair on her right side behind her ear.

"Can you help me please?"

Jisoo turns around. She know uses her whole hand to put all of her hair over her left shoulder. You reach upwards, taking the zipper of her dress, before slowly pulling it down. Your eyes follow her dress as she lets it slip down her frame.

Her porcelain like skin and her white lace panties captivate you. Her fiance must go mad, knowing she is together with him and he still can't have her.

The sight of Jisoo, standing in front of you almost completely naked, makes you finally jump into action. You pin her against the door, before she can react. Your pants are on the floor a second later.

After pushing the white fabric to the side, Jisoo does nothing but moan as you ease yourself inside.

"Oh fuck."

You groan into her ear, relishing in the familiar feeling of being inside her tight cunt. Jisoo's cheek is pressed up against the white wood as she takes your pounding from behind. Her moans are deeper than they usually are. Maybe because you haven't fucked her in a while. Or because her parents and fiance are downstairs.

You kiss her other cheek and her naked shoulders as you thrust into her again and again. Her scent only makes you go harder. You hold her waist with both hands, pounding her against the door.

Jisoo's eyes are closed. You can't tell if it's because she is liking it so much, or because she is cheating. Either way, you keep using her body to make yourself cum. Her tight walls do most of the job. They squeeze around you, trying to make you cum as quick as possible.

Leaning against her, you fuck her into the door, slowly approaching your orgasm.

"Fuck Jisoo."

She knows what's coming next, moaning a little louder as she feels you throbbing inside of her.

That rush, coming from knowing you are using another man's woman as a free-use toy, pushes you over the edge. You claim Jisoo's pussy as yours as you paint her insides white. She feels your cum warm her lower region. While her fiance is probably begging her to sleep with him, you don't even bother asking where she would want your cum. You creampie Kim Jisoo, enjoying the familiar feeling of her cum filled pussy squeezing your cock.

Jisoo was never the loud type. Which is a blessing in disguise, especially when you use her in public. She barely talks, only moans and whines escape her mouth. It fits her reserved, proud character. Jisoo doesn't look very elegant or proud right now as you finally come to a hold. You bite into her ear, just above her earrings. As she flinches and hisses in pain, you only have time to think for barely a second. You wonder if she bought them, or her fiance did. They look beautiful on her.

When you open your eyes again, you see your teeth marks in her ear. Jisoo's forehead is now leaning against the wood. Her eyes are still closed, she is taking heavy breaths.

Resting your chin on her naked shoulder, you stay buried inside her snug hole.

"I have a meeting with your company tomorrow."

You kiss her neck, this time more careful not to leave a mark.

"Put your hair in a ponytail. I need something to hold onto. You don't want me to mess up your hair, do you?"

You step into her huge office after the first half of the long meeting is over. Jisoo surely did not disappoint.

Throughout the whole meeting, you were the only person aware of the fact that Jisoo is not wearing anything underneath that dress. She send you a picture this morning. She is only one button away from standing naked in front of you.

You walk around her desk, sitting down in her comfortable leather chair. Jisoo knows how the two of you will spend your lunch break.

[zeroseuniverse]

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This Series is Fully Complete as of 2/13/25 it's still open to part twos by request

 FILE NAME: FROM ASHES

Featuring: TXT|Choi Soobin|Choi Yeonjun|Choi Beomgyu|Kang Taehyun|Huening Kai|SKZ|Bang Chan|Lee Minho|Seo Changbin|Hwang Hyunjin|Han Jisung|Lee Felix| Kim Seungmin| Yang Jeongin|ATZ| Kim Hongjoong|Park Seonghwa|Jeong Yunho|Kang Yeosang|Choi San|Song Mingi|Jung Wooyoung|Choi Jongho|BTS|Kim Seokjin|Min Yoongi|Jung Hoseok|Kim Namjoon|Park Jimin|Kim Taehyung|Jeon Jungkook|ENHA|Lee Heeseung|Park Jay|Sim Jake|Park Sunghoon|Kim Sunoo|Yang Jungwon|Nishimura Riki|SVT| Choi Seungcheol|Yoon Jeonghan|Hong Jisoo|Wen Junhui|Kwon Soonyoung|Jeon Wonwoo|Lee Jihoon|Lee Seokmin|Kim Mingyu|Xu Minghao|Boo Seungkwan|Chwe Vernon|Lee Chan|P1H|Yoon Keeho|Choi Taeyang|Choi Jiung|Hwang Intak|Haku Shota|Kim Jongseob|

   SYNOPSIS: OVERVIEW

  40 years ago the government announced their trials for genetic testing on humans. It started innocent, treatments for less severe hereditary conditions, people lining up to get the treatments. The world had no idea of the plans hidden under the facade of curing ailments. The damage started small, an odd quirk here and there, maybe some horns sprouting or skin changing color. As the years passed and technology improved, more and more subjects received more apparent powers, which would be passed down and mutated as the generations continued, it wasn’t a controlled test anymore. 

       Now the once bustling city was silent after 7 PM, their attempt to protect the public from the monsters they created, each identified mutant had to go through a test and get approval for citizenship, old abandoned hospitals refurbished to house the new citizens in their attempt to keep the mutants away from the standard citizens. Though they seemingly lived cohesively, prejudices were very common in this new world, every mutant and mutant sympathizers had to deal with ridicule, protests, threats. The once happy country had become one of hate, but maybe the ones you hate could be the only ones to save you, what would you do then?

         Index…

                       𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

                                 1%...

SIREN [P1harmony]

Test subjects, that was all they had ever been, all that they had ever known. Time was almost nonexistent, no light seeping through any window, just the fluorescence from the lights above. Hope of an escape slowly seeps away, was it even possible anymore?

1.The Sun The Moon and The Star[Soul x reader x Jongseob] 2.In Reach [Theo] 3. Utterly Insane [Keeho] 4. Guilt's Gravity [Jiung] 5.Phantom Salvation[Intak]

                                15%...

Light A Flame [SEVENTEEN]

Law enforcement. Even as the world crumbles theey try to fight for the people, regardless of the scrutiny. would it just be easier to give up?

1.Fractured Loyalties[Wonwoo x reader x Woozi] 2. Trust In Me[Joshua] 3. Covered [Mingyu]4. In Theory [DK X Hoshi x reader x Seungkwan]5.Dance Of Deceit [Jeonghan] 6. Sanctuary [Dino x Reader X Minghao] 7.The Chase Is Half Of The Fun [Seungcheol] 8. Parnters in Love [Jun] 9. Risky Business [Vernon]

                                35%...

Good Boy Gone Bad [TOMORROW BY TOGETHER]

Villains? Villains. They don't know any other way of survival, fighting every moment to try and survive, at some point it gets impossible to tell whose an enemy and whose and ally so why bother?

1.Can’t You See Me [Yeonjun] 2. When The Earth Shifts [Taehyun] 3. Controlled Chaos[Kai] 4.Favorite Game [Beomgyu] 5. Thawing Out [Soobin] 

                                50%...

The Sound [STRAYKIDS]

Criminals? Anti heroes? Anti villains? Nobody exactly knows their intentions, all they know is 'Don't mess with them'

1. Alien On This Earth [Han] 2. Maniacs II[Jeongin X Reader X Lee Know] 3. Teaming Up [Changbin X Reader X Chan] 4. Dance of Familiarity II [Hyunjin] 5.Learning To Trust [Felix] 6. The Brain And The Brawn [Seungmin]

                              70%...

Outlaw [ATEEZ]

Mutants, with morals, each and everyone are fighting for survival and trying to help the less fortunate this group of outlaws have made it their mission to protect mutants and sympathizers at all cost

1. Promises Of Hope[Seonghwa] 2. Playing Your Hand [Jongho] 3. High Praise [San] 4. Labyrinth Of Ruins [Hongjoong] 5. Wires Crossed [Yeosang]6. Even Pillars Fall [Mingi] 7. Crazy For You [Wooyoung X Reader X Yunho]

                              99%...

Mortal [ENHYPEN]

Citizens, Oh how they wish the world returned to normal. Trying to spread hope to those more powerful than them, hoping to be saved more and more as the days pass. Trying to live their normal lives despite life being sucked away from their reality everyday

1.Leave The Door Open [Jake X Reader X Jungwon] 2. Side By Side [Heeseung] 3. Diamond In The Rough [Niki] 4. Colors of Hope [Sunoo] 5.In The Codes [Sunghoon] 6. Facts or Fiction [Jay] 7.Freeze [Sunghoon]

                            100%...

Life Goes On [BANGTAN]

Doctors, the silent heroes in this chaotic world. each one fighting to save lives fighting the government with one save at a time. Bringing hope and a reason worth fighting to the citizens

1. Trouble [Jimin X Reader X Jungkook X Taehyung]  2. Downturned [Hoseok] 3. Penance [Namjoon] 4. Who To Blame [Jin] 5. Doctor Doctor![Yoongi]

                      ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!

REMEMBER: You do not have to read every story to understand, this is a series of stories taking place in the same universe at different periods but I will write summaries to keep you in the loop don't worry, also some of these stories will be fem pronouns, some might be gender neutral, it depends on the mental character for each story, please don't be too harsh when judging, this story is a few years in the making

Also I will be updating this page as I go, placing the links in this will be the Navigation for the series.