#sungho hard thoughts

[bonedo-enthusiast]

subby!sungho 𐂐◯𓇋 (psh)

desc: just a drabble about sungho as a sub! :>

warnings: sub!sungho x dom!reader, eepy sungho, mention of oral and jerking off (sungho receiving), mention of p in v, hickies, gn!reader, + lmk if i missed anything!

wc: 509

since sungho works out, i could imagine that he would come home so tired–not to mention all the dance practice he has to do. :( 

i don’t think it’d be too often that he gets turned on, but maybe it’s the way that you care so deeply for him on a particularly long and tireful day.

you’d cook him dinner and bring it to him in bed, urging him to rest.

he just finds it so so endearing (and hot!) when you’re domestic with him. :(( 

so he’d be shyly asking you if you can give him some special attention.

i don’t think he’d like to be too vulgar so he’d be kind of embarrassed if you asked him for clarification or if you teased him.

he’d already be a bit embarrassed since he’s outright asking you for sex in the first place. >.<

when he’s so tired and needy like that, i can so see him being a pillow prince. (special thanks to berry for that prince sungho drabble 🫦)

he would love it if he didn’t have to do too much work but even though he’s tired, i still think he’d be big on foreplay!

he LOVES receiving hickies–they’re just so pretty to him, especially with the way they contrast against his pale skin. i think he’d like them most on his collarbone area!

sungho gives me the vibes of someone who likes to wear minimal clothing around the house because that’s just what’s most comfortable to him, so half the work would already be cut out for you. 

he does not moan as much as, say, jaehyun, but he grunts and groans a lot.

especially when you suck him off–his dick is his most sensitive body part, after all.

there’s just something about the way your mouth feels around him that really gets him going.

i think halfway through he’d forget he was tired, and would start trying to buck his hips into your mouth because you just make him extra needy. :( 

tired or not, one thing he absolutely loves is touching you.

whether he’s being a pillow prince or not, he has to have his hands on you in some way–usually your hips or ass. 

he does love sucking on your boobs, loves how soft your boobs feel against his face. 

for the most part, though, he just lets you have control over him since thinking is extra hard when he’s tired. 

even if you jerk/suck him off, he still wants to be inside you at the end of the day.

as much as he loves your mouth, he loves your cunt even more.

loves watching you ride his dick, having you facing him so he can watch the way your boobs bounce. 

i also think he’d wear his glasses around the house a lot, so i could imagine his cute glasses getting crooked as he’s getting fucked and the lenses fogging up.

he’d keep on trying to fix them but it’s no use and he’d eventually give up and UGH it would be the cutest sight. :(( 

a/n: my first exclusively sungho post yay! what a cutie <333

[ilysungho]

beside you. ୨୧ 박성호

★ a/n: hi guys... blond sungho! who cheered? i saw the pic above and just knew i had to write something... ilysungho writing a full fic WHO CHEERED!

✩ contains: guitarist dom!sungho x sub!reader, childhood friends w/ benefits to lovers?, sungho just got his heart broken, blond!sungho, sungho is sort of a player? but not really, porn with little plot, messy sex, making out, implied cum eating, marking, pussy biting (just once), orgasm denial, restraining, cunnilingus, thigh fucking, penetration (p in v), implied overstimulation, breeding kink/creampie, let me know if i missed anything! (1.9k words)

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calloused fingers and a broken heart begging to be mended with at least a poor wrapping of gauze.

that’s all sungho needs at the moment as his bandaided fingertips type your name in his contact list. and within minutes, you show up to his apartment, messy and dark on the inside unlike it’s usual cleanliness.

“you’re here,” is all he can say, sitting on the edge of his bed with his pants unzipped, belt unbuckled, and shirt thrown to the side as his hair shines gold under the city lights filtering in through the windows. he knows how to rile you up and uses it to his advantage as you get closer, the scent of you spreading through his small place.

standing between his spread apart legs, you can only wonder what is up. it must’ve been another breakup of the short relationship he’s had for a couple weeks. but you don’t bother to ask, bending your body to take his lips in yours.

he had no doubt in what he needed tonight, and you knew, just like every time, that this is what it is. his hands reach to grab your waist, pulling you to him as you straddle his lap. he wastes no time in turning you over, your back on the mattress as he picks up the momentum. the place where both your heats meet build up a fiery arousal too, begging to be released from the confines of clothes. but that’s what excites you both at the same time.

his domination is rough, fueled with sadness and frustration. sungho’s never been one to take many things to heart, but when love strikes him, he makes sure that it stays for as long as possible. but every relationship gets cut short, his focus on being his band’s lead guitarist hindering growth in every other aspect of his life. but at least there’s you, his friend since childhood and everything else he needs you to be, perhaps except for a lover.

he knows you inside out, and also knows that you’re only one message away. neither of you have ever taken steps to be more than what you are now, but that just might change with how sungho’s hands grip your waist like an animal as his teeth mark you as his for the night and upcoming days until their disappearances. bruises upon bruises form from the endless sucking around your neck and chest, him having ripped off your top when you had kissed before.

no one stops him from doing as he pleases with you too, his phone’s familiar ringtone playing as he just turns it off mid ringing, not caring to hear about taesan’s disappointment at tonight’s show. he was bound to mess up anyways, having just gone through a break up the night before.

but you’re here now, under him as his lips reach lower, marking endlessly until you can feel how your body is gonna be shades of reds and purples when you wake up in the morning. you don’t stop him though, happy to be his doll he can vent his feelings out to, whether it be through words or actions.

he doesn’t utter a single word, simply tugging at your pants until they’re off of you, you lifting your hips to help. it’s odd that he lets your panties stay, since he usually removes them too, but you gasp right away as he bites your pussy over the cloth. your hands entangle in his hair as you try to push him off, but he mutters a sorry before gathering his saliva to let it drip down to where your clit would be beneath.

tongue coming out right after, he licks where his spit landed, sucking you over what you wore. your legs wrapped around his neck, thighs threatening to suffocate him, but with how he’s feeling, he wouldn’t mind that. he wouldn’t mind anything; he just wants to feel something.

each lick, each suck, each kiss leads you closer as you let out all the desperate moans you feel. he can tell that you’re close too, with how your thighs now clench around his neck, and how you’ve arched your back off the bed with ludicrous sounds echoing off the walls of his tiny studio apartment. but he doesn’t let you come, sitting up as your chest heaves below from almost orgasming. almost.

“i need this, please.”

sungho’s tone matched the desperation in his eyes as he discarded everything that covered him up, taking his belt to tie around your wrists. his behavior is too unusual, past sessions always opting to be short to release his stress before he goes back to picking up his guitar to practice the numerous songs taesan and jaehyun come up with weekly for shows as you watch from your place on the bed if you hadn’t left already. in contrast, he’s much slower this time, his knot precise and tight as you watch how his mouth glistens with spit and maybe some of your arousal from eating you out. his eyes scream how tired he is, red from probably crying the past 24 hours. and then, he gets back into his desired place between your legs, with you still below him, colored the same shades as his guitar on the side.

his left arm keeps your limbs in place, throwing them over one of his shoulder suddenly as your throat lets out an involuntary yelp in surprise. he doesn’t mind it though, simply positioning himself in between the gap your plush thighs form. he wished he would’ve continued his marks lower, casting the different shades his mouth makes onto the skin he starts thrusting between.

he’s slow at first, pushing in until he feels the air kiss his tip from the other side, and then pulling back out as his eyes wander around your body and face. he focuses on a different part with each thrust, making sure you can feel him despite the barrier that is your underwear. “tell me when you’re close,” he puts out in a low voice, almost a whisper to not disrupt the moment he’s created as his free hand fans over the sides of your torso.

feather-like touches across your body tingle throughout as his pace crescendos, both in rhythm and in sound. and as if like the strings on his guitar, his covered fingers pretend to pluck at your skin. he’s imagining the melodies your voice creates as chords on his instrument, every pitch pushing you further along as his eyes land on yours. and he stares long and hard, waiting for you to finally utter the words he wants to hear.

“sungho, i’m–”

that was his cue to let go, pausing your arousal from releasing once again as he pulls out and clenches your jaw open. he positioned himself right above your face then, rubbing along his girthy length before he finally came with a grunt into your open mouth, pushing the head inside after to make sure you gulp down everything he just gave you.

his movement was stifling, constantly leading you on until you said something, pulling back at the last moment before letting you get satisfied. maybe they matched how he’s been with everyone else in his past, not letting people get too close to him, always pushing them away at the last moment. you don’t know why he always did that to himself, but you could only hope that he doesn’t do the same with you, tongue flicking over his slit as you drank his seed.

pulling out after a couple minutes of staying still, sungho ran his hand through his hair, unsticking his newly blond dyed hair from the sweat that accumulated on his forehead. the slicked back look suited him, but he wasn’t done with you yet, going back down to kneeling between before your aching core as he removed his belt, examining the marks left on your wrists after.

kissing the lines formed, he guided them around his neck, as if securing his place in your life. you couldn’t help but pull him in, once again letting his soft lips meet yours after ages of not doing so.

something about this one felt electric, like how the pegs on a guitar’s head twist to tune, tightening the strings just right. he shuddered in your touch, with you treating him like he’s fragile and glasslike, like he would break with the wrong move. he appreciated that, hugging your body close to his as his body language shifted to something softer. he let your actions affect him now, inching closer to you, as if your bodies could fuse together and become one so he could feel all of you more than ever before.

his hand went down slowly as the kisses continued, fingers pulling the practically useless fabric to the side as he entered you at last. the moment felt nothing short of romantic, despite there having never been such feelings shared between you both. yet, the two of you let it be, his hips meeting yours as your walls also kissed his length. he could stay like this, he thought, just savoring the closeness as the action between your mouths deepened.

letting go for a brief moment for air, a string of saliva kept you both connected as he opened his eyes to look at you–cheeks red, lips swelling, mouth agape, eyes fluttering open. but before you could fully look back at him, he took you in once again. and this time, his tongue went into yours, tugging at you to do the same.

it was a dance sungho knew too well, but it felt so new this time, sucking on the muscle as you followed him to do the same. the slick sounds you both made had him feel his cock hardening within you, stretching you wider as he swallowed every moan escaping your mouth. he pushed in some more then, bones hitting as he willed into you.

and then he pulled out, pushing back in immediately. he didn’t want to leave you empty for too long, especially not when you sound like you need him more than ever. after blocking you from coming twice, it’s the least he can do now as his thumb swirls around your clit at the same time.

with how hard he pulled on your panties, the fabric began ripping, but neither of you both cared as every sound and connection filled your senses with an urge like never before. he needs you, and you need him too, pulling him closer as you could feel your arousal build up way faster from the previous denials.

you were so close to coming, your string being tightened too hard until it finally snapped, your moan this time louder than the others, turning into a whine as he eats that up too. sungho could feel how you dampened his movement, your arousal coating him as the slapping of his intrusions increased in pace. he was close too, sensitivity reeling over him from his past orgasms as he pulled out another one to give to you: a gift for being beside him.

grunting at his release, he pulled out to finger anything that could come out back into you. it’s just… his awareness now, breaking the kiss at last as you both take deep breaths together, grounding yourselves with each other as he moved to sleep next to where you lay.

you both take some time to stare at the ceiling, the circular motions of the fan dizzying your brain as your eyes follow it. sungho’s arm still stayed under your hip, using that to pull you closer to him as his eyes stayed fixed above. the closeness felt so intimate, his mind racing with thoughts he’s never had before, thinking about how tonight shifted a lot of things for him, mostly his feelings towards you. he can’t help but mutter to himself, half hoping you don’t hear him.

“i think you’re the only one i could ever see myself loving for a long time.”

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    ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖࣪. written with love. by, 𝓀𝖺𝗍𝗂. ☆

[hazeytae]

pervy!bnd

♡ perverted thoughts- obviouslyyy, kinda cnc, somno, groping, vouyerism, panty stealing, panty sniffing, in public, exhibitionism

🗒️: btw my hard thoughts are open!! send in hard thoughts for bnd :3 or fluffy thoughts too! i wanna hear everyones thoughts 🙊 SEND IN ASKSSSSS ASAP! id like to get anons too if u like my writing :)

sungho.

pervy!sungho who whenever he sees you wear short shorts and a tank top with no bra he literally goes feral. the sight of your boobs bouncing with each step and your ass threatening to fall out your shorts- he feels so bad! youre in this innocent outfit but he cant help the impure thoughts flooding his head. when your doing the dishes and he cant stop watching how your tits jiggle when you move your arms, he has to use a pillow to hide his growing boner or maybe even take a trip to the restroom to sort himself out. he doesnt even want you going out in public wearing shorts! let alone a low cut shirt? and it may sound controlling but its just the way your ass spills out those shorts he cant let anyone else seeing that. "where are you going dressed like that?" kinda guy

riwoo.

pervy!riwoo who feels sooo terrible but whenever you wear a loose off the shoulder shirt n bend over he cant help but steal a look down your shirt. he feels so bad, he knows he shouldnt be looking but he swears he cant help it! poor boy cant help the perverted thoughts that come into his mind- but he swears hes not a pervert. when your peacefully sleeping and your off the shoulder shirt slightly slides down and practically your whole breast is out- he feels awful. should he fix your shirt for you? he knows he should out of respect- but instead he needs to cop a feel :( cupping your titty and feeling your hardened nipple with his fingers he almost cums in his pants right then and there. your whimpering kinda scares him- hes worried you woke up and he got caught but thankfully for riwoo your still asleep. your whimpers got him closer to cumming in his pants than ever- and he has to resort to humping your thigh.

jaehyun.

pervy!jaehyun whos a panty stealer andd sniffer...!! he feels so gross but he makes excuses for himself, trying to convince himself its not perverted or weird! youre soo confused when your favorite pair of panties mysteriously goes missing, you swore you put them in the laundry and they shouldve been washed by now! but nope, you were wrong, jaehyun had taken your used panties out the laundry hamper :( he knows its perverted as he sniffs your panties while fisting his cock- or wrapping your panties around his cock feeling the fabric cumming all over your panties n soiling them. he ends up keeping them in his side drawer and thats rxactly where you find them! youre so confused as to why jaehyun had them in his side drawer- until you feel his cum on your panties.

taesan.

pervy!taesan whos a littleee bit more lowkey with his perverted tendencies. but! that spare key to your apartment does him wonders. he was just gonna stop by to see you- nothing perverted about it! but the second he opened that apartment door and he heard your sweet honey-like moans coming from your bedroom he couldnt stop the tent growing in his pants. he crept up to your room- too scared to push the door even slightly open, but he eventually gets over it when your moans become louder. you dont notice the sound of the door creeping slightly open because of the loud buzz of your vibrator and the loud sounds of your wetness on the dildo. taesan cums in his pants the second he sees this- which is such a hit to his ego! but how can he help it when your spread wide open with the prettiest sounds? you dont even know hes there and that somehow makes it better for him. he shouldnt be watching you and hes fully aware that he should probably walk away or at least look away- but he cant. youre just way too gorgeous and he cant miss out on this.

leehan.

pervy!leehan who cant keep his hands off you... he has a bittt of a problem of always trying to touch you in public ! walking through the mall and he has his hand in your back pocket- might be something people see as romantic but hes literally groping your ass right now. sitting at a booth having lunch together and he cant stop himself from touching you under the table. every second of the day he finds his hand somewhere near your clit, rubbing it gently across the table from you. pulling you right into the dressing room and hes flipping your skirt up to admire your pussy before eating you out. rubbing his fingers across your folds while you look through racks of clothes. he knows its weird, he knows it is literally indecency- but how could he keep his hands off of you when you look so good and your pussy is always so wet and welcoming for him?

[1204love]

boynextdoor nsfw links

first link -> dom!boynextdoor, second link -> sub!boynextdoor

jaehyun

giving him a blowjob

fucking a dildo into him in front of the mirror

sungho

morning sex

putting a phone controlled vibrator in him while he makes the bed

riwoo

fucking you while you're wearing lingerie

riding your strap and pinching his nipples

taesan

fingering you

edging him while giving a handjob

leehan

pounding into you

giving him a handjob

[blueberrybeomgyu]

― bnd & edging vs overstim .ᐟ ❁｡ﾟ･°

౨ৎ☕ warnings ⋆.ೃ࿔ : 18+, mayhaps edging and overstim i dunno just maybe!! mentions of subspace, probably typos forgive me 🙏/ wc: 810 / masterlist / divider

˚ ༘⋆｡➳ sungho

sungho prefers edging, his confidence is boosted when he can hold out for a while. he has the longest stamina out of the five, so he can handle edging for a while. with overstim, the desperation makes him lose grip on his mind, which is something he'd only want to experience on special occasions. he prefers to be lucid during sex so that he can pay attention to how you look, what you're doing, and what you're saying. he prides himself on being obedient even if he's mouthy, and it's more difficult for him to follow your instructions when his mind is super hazy, which is often is during overstim.

˚ ༘⋆｡➳ riwoo

riwoo prefers overstim. out of the five, he likes being in subspace the most and slips into it the fastest and the deepest. he likes being in your care and finds it romantic to surrender to you in that sense. during a lot of intimate sessions, he doesn't want to think outside of doing what you instruct. however, it's hard for him to relax during edging. he's so on edge, sensitive to every single touch and holding his breath wondering if this time you'll let him cum, but when you pull away he's so disappointed. he finds it fun, but it's not his favorite of the two. he likes the pain-pleasure of overstim more. similarly to edging, he's sensitive to every touch and word you say, but he gets to cum this way, it doesn't feel like he's holding his breath waiting for relief. he likes wondering if you'll have mercy on him and stop, or if you're going to work another one out of him, the lack of control over either is comforting to him.

˚ ༘⋆｡➳ jaehyun

jaehyun prefers overstim. to jaehyun, edging feels like a punishment. he'd much rather be sensitive from cumming than desperate from being on edge. edging would make him super frustrated, borderlining on not in a good way, so even as a punishment, it's not something you'd wanna keep up for very long. however, jaehyun always wants to be the #1 Best Boy, so he would try his best to take the punishment, but it's not long at all before he's begging, promising that he's learnt his lesson and deserves to cum, and he's cute, it's easy to give in when he's begging like that. jaehyun also just loves overstim. one orgasm is almost never enough to satisfy him, he'll immediately beg to keep going even if he has to do all the work because you're tired. he has stamina for overstim but not so much for edging. overstim is more likely to send him into subspace than edging, and he likes the haziness of subspace, the feeling of being brainless outside of following your instructions and being a good puppy. he's so satisfied when he's boneless and milked dry from an overstim session, whereas with edging, it takes him awhile to calm down after finally cumming, and if you overstim him immediately after edging him, it's a lot for him to handle, almost too much, and it takes a while for him to come out of subspace.

˚ ༘⋆｡➳ taesan

taesan prefers edging. he has a very love/hate relationship with edging. similar to jaehyun, it sometimes feels like a punishment, but he's not one to back down from a challenge. he can hold out the longest following sungho. however, the second you overstim him, his brain turns to static. the pain-pleasure is difficult for him to handle. he'd have to be in a mood where he's ready to be vulnerable for you, because overstim will definitely send him into subspace, and he doesn't want to be in subspace every session. going back to earlier, he's not one to back down from a challenge, so he's holding back pleas and only squeezing his eyes shut/grunting when you deny him. you will get him to the point where he's giving up and begging to cum, but it won't come without a fight for sure because taesan just enjoys putting up a fight. he wants to be able to (lovingly) brag about how good he is for you.

˚ ༘⋆｡➳ leehan

leehan honestly doesn't have a preference. similar to sungho and taesan, he likes seeing how long he can last during edging before he feels like the desperation to cum is driving him insane, but he also likes the brainless feeling that comes with being worked past his limit. he just likes being your sub, he doesn't care how you decide to use him. more than anything, he just wants you to praise him, either for holding back so well or for cumming so much for you. he also has pretty good stamina, but less than sungho and taesan, but even when he's tired, he'd wanna keep messing around if you do. he's just a chill guy,,

bunny and i agree that jaehyun would just be a big baby during overstim and edging so we think maybe he's the problem?

[florestalio]

HUMAN, OR NOT? — p.sh

finding a job in the current state of the world was a hassle, but given your skills, it wasn't hard to find a decently paying job as a doorman. your job is to distinguish the doppelgangers from the real humans. simple enough, right? right?

GENRE— that's not my neighbour au, dystopian au, doppelganger au

WARNINGS— noncon/dubcon, mentions of killing, blood, guns, unprotected sex (please don't), big huge dick!sungho, monster fucking, meandom!sungho, implied munch!sungho, nicknames (slut, doll, princess, etc.), dacryphilia, fingering, manhandling, bondage, lot of slick (an almost concerning amount), marking (hickeys), cum eating (not oral), missionary, mating press, bulge kink, degradation, praise, possessive!sungho, let me know if I missed any!

WORDCOUNT— 6.9k

NOTE— i'm well aware that a similar fic has already been published by a different author, but mine was almost completely inspired by this video, so it's extremely different from the fic that had already been posted. this is a revamp of this enha fic.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

IN A WORLD WHICH WAS SLOWLY, but steadily getting overtaken by doppelgangers, finding a job is one of the hardest tasks — even if a lot of new jobs have been created for this purpose.

‘Doorman’, a post that was one of the more frowned upon jobs with a very low salary, had now become one of the most high paying jobs — since it was their skills and abilities that would determine whether the people in an apartment or complex lived or not. The job sounded fairly simple — figure out if the person wanting to enter is a human or a convincing doppelganger. Let only the humans in, get rid of the doppelgangers with the help of the D.D.D — another job created for the purpose of eradication of the doppelgangers from the world.

While the job of doormen did sound simple, it obviously wasn't that easy. Doppelgangers could be very convincing, their morphing abilities weren't a matter of joke. But, no matter how human they seemed, at the end of the day, they weren't human.

While detecting them could be very hard, doppelgangers… aren't the smartest tool in the shed. They always have some kind of imperfections, no matter how minor, in their appearances, in the way they behave — and many more. This is where doormen step in. They are skilled people with extremely sharp observation skills, which they use to figure out these imposters, and thus save the lives of a lot more people than they think they do.

You were one of these people with sharp observation skills that got chosen as a doorman of an apartment complex, situated near the suburbs. While you weren't getting a salary as high as the skies, it was still pretty high, considering that people from remote locations were impersonated a lot more than people from the cities, as these people are easier targets than them.

According to your job description, the old doorman was taking a long, well-deserved vacation. You were supposed to replace him for as long as he was on vacation, after which, you had no idea what would happen. Would your job be gone? Were you going to keep your job? Would you work alongside the old doorman? So many questions, yet they all remained unanswered.

You shook off those thoughts, focusing on the present. You looked around your new office, trying to make yourself familiar with your surroundings. Everything you needed as a doorman seemed to be exactly where you needed it; a telephone, checklists to grant entries, an entry list, records of all the people that lived in the building, their phone numbers, the D.D.D phone number, and whatnot. There was even an emergency button on the wall, which was attached with a metal partition that covered the window in front of the desk when activated.

The presence of all these faculties just made your work a lot easier. You took a seat, right in front of the desk. As soon as you sat down, the phone rang. You picked it up, only to hear a recorded message from the previous doorman. Turns out, his name was Taesan, and he had recorded it for you to listen to, since he didn’t wish for any mishaps to happen to you. As thoughtful as he was, he was also extremely repetitive. After several ‘do not let them in’-s, did the recording finally end, making you breathe out a sigh of relief.

Now comes the tough part. Doing your job.

IT WAS A QUARTER TO MIDNIGHT. After a hard day’s work of letting in the actual residents and calling the D.D.D upon the impersonators, the entry list had only two more people left. Namely, a businessman by the name of ‘Myung Jaehyun’ who lived alone in the third room on the first floor, and ‘Park Sungho’, the milkman who lived alone in the second room of the third floor.

Over the course of the day, you had seen doppelgangers of all kinds, some a lot better at impersonating than the other. There were several times when you had almost missed a sudden flash of an extra pair of arms, or different eye colors — as impressed as you were, you had immediately called the D.D.D on them.

Sometimes the doppelgangers looked completely, utterly, perfect copies of the person they were impersonating. Had it not been for a slight difference in their ID’s or entry requests, you would have probably let them in.

Suddenly the sound of footsteps alerted you. As you looked up, you were met with the face of Jaehyun. He gave you a half smile. “Sorry for bothering you this late, a client of mine was giving me a lot of trouble. Honestly, how is it my fault that the delivery was being delayed? Do they not realize that in the present situation, it is hard to navigate through the innumerous doppelgangers that are just waiting to pounce at any given moment of the day? It's truly very inconsiderate of–”

You interrupted his rambling. “Sir I require your ID in order to let you in. As you mentioned, it is already extremely late, so please, let’s not delay this any further.” You felt a little guilty for how you were acting towards him, but his rambling was taking up too much of your precious time.

His eyes immediately widened, before he started rummaging in his pockets. “Right — I'm really sorry, I'm not sure why I started to rant to you — here's my ID–”

You took a close look at the ID, trying to find any kind of faults in it. You heard him start to rant again. “—and honestly it was such a lovely day too, but this stupidly inconsiderate client had to ruin it.” You looked up at him, watching him continue to rant about the most random topics, which… didn’t really make any sense. “—so many ice cream trucks, but all of them had crashed into each other. The amount of people going up to those and stealing ice creams from them was actually insane–”

Suddenly you noticed something amiss on his face, protruding from his hat. Without missing a beat, you asked him. “Sir, what's that on your face?”

Jaehyun immediately stopped his rambling. “My face? Wh– What’s wrong with it? It– It's just a normal face!–”

Your hand started to creep towards the emergency button. “There are tiny hands on your face.”

Jaehyun panicked, watching you reach towards the emergency button. “Wait!– I have an explanation for this — see I was talking to this little girl called Rei right? So I called out to her ‘Hey Rei! Can you give me a hand with this?’ and she came and put her hands on my face! No wait don't–”

It was too late. You had already pushed the emergency button, watching the metal partition fall into place, blocking your view of him. You could hear the doppelganger wailing about how it was ‘a perfect disguise’. You quickly contacted the D.D.D, letting them know of the situation. Within five minutes you heard them arrive, screams of ‘get away from the door you filthy animal!’ and ‘but I don't wanna’ filled up the air, along with the sounds of guns going off, before it all went silent.

The partition suddenly went up again, a bloodied yellow hazmat suit with the D.D.D logo coming into your view. The person in the suit spoke. “Cleaning protocol has been completed. Please feel free to carry on with your job.”

You whispered a small thanks, watching them leave. It was almost midnight now, and you still had to let in two more of the apartment’s residents. It almost annoyed you, but this was in your job description when you had applied for it, so you had to suck it up.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps reached your ears again, along with a voice. “God, I'm so sorry for coming this late, Taesan, I swear I'll come earlier next time–” The voice stopped short, and so did your breath.

Good fucking gracious. You did look at the profiles of all the residents in the building, but none of them looked as good as Sungho did up close.

Sungho, a milkman by profession, was absolutely drop dead gorgeous. Even with his tired eyes and exhausted appearance in general, he looked so fucking… ravishing.

He cleared his throat. “I'm so sorry, it's usually Taesan who sits here — are you new?”

You nodded, licking your lips nervously. “Yeah I am… Taesan went for a vacation, a long one apparently, so I'm here to replace him for the time being.”

He nodded in understanding. “That makes sense. Good thing he went for a vacation, god knows he needed one. We all need one, given the state of the world at present — how are you liking it at the new job? Is it giving you too much trouble?”

You shook your head. “Oh no, not at all — there were a lot of posers, but I handled them just fine. I think I'll be alright.”

“That's good. Oh, I remember my first experience with a doppelganger — it was almost terrifying. See, there was this — this woman, who lived here and… it was a very convincing disguise. The only thing wrong with her was that… there was a mole on her right cheek, except that it was supposed to be on the left side. When the D.D.D was called on her, she… kept screaming and screaming — all that just… it takes a toll on you. Not being able to recognise them, that is.”

You gulped, barely hearing what he was saying, too focused on the movement of his lips. “Yea… that's — yea, it's scary.”

He offered you a half smile. “It is. But what you're doing is important. You're saving a lot of lives this way, and that is all that matters. That's what is important.”

“Thank you — I appreciate that, I truly do.”

“You're welcome. I may not know you personally yet, but I can tell that you're an honest person. People like you… they tend to overthink these things. So always remember that… what you're doing is great. These doppelgangers are evil, and they deserve what they are getting.”

You gave him a grateful smile, once again thanking him for his kind words. He gave you one back. “Not a big deal… princess. Here's my ID… and my entry request.”

As you took his ID and his entry request, you froze, suddenly aware of the nickname that he used to refer to you. “P-Princess?–”

Sungho had a tiny smirk on his face this time. “Yea? Do you not like the nickname? I can stop–”

You were quick to deny it. “No I didn't mean — uhm — I do like it…”

An amused glint was present in his eye. “I see. So… are my documents in order, princess?”

You nodded, feeling heat creep up on your cheeks. “Yep, all good.” A sudden idea struck you. “Actually wait… there is something wrong.”

His smile vanished. “What?– Something's wrong?”

You nodded. “Yea… with your face.”

He raised a shaky hand to touch his face, something you missed. “M– My face? What's wrong with it?”

You smiled at him, your eyes twinkling with amusement. With as much cheesiness as you could muster in your voice, you replied. “Yea, it's called ‘handsomeness’.” You immediately cringed at yourself. What kind of a pathetic attempt at flirting was that?

However, it seemed to sway Sungho. He immediately blinked, before letting out a relieved grin, a faint blush coating his cheeks. “Oh?– You got me there. Thank you — you're extremely gorgeous too.”

Now it was your turn to feel shy. Your cheeks were aflame, heat creeping up your neck. Were you seriously flirting instead of doing your job? This late at night?

You shyly smiled at him, thanking him. He gave you another smile back, this one seeming a lot more cocky than the last. “Can I go now, pretty girl? Or do you have more tricks up your sleeve?”

You giggled a little, pressing the green button to let him in. “Nope! Go right in.”

He gave you a small smirk, tipping his hat towards you in the same manner a cowboy would, before disappearing through the door.

Around three minutes after Sungho went in, the sound of footsteps reached your ears again, only this time, it wasn’t exactly the sound of a person walking. It sounded like someone was running. Fast.

You heard the sound of panting, before… Sungho came into view. Only this time, he had blood all over him.

This was obviously a doppelganger, but before you could reach for the emergency button, the fake Sungho spoke. “Oh my fucking god — hey I’m guessing you’re new? Listen, this is really important. Did you see… me earlier?”

You raised an eyebrow at him. This was a new strategy. No doppelganger had used a strategy quite like this one earlier today. “Uh-huh.”

He banged on the glass partition with his fist, making you flinch. His eyes looked crazier than before. “I’m not playing around here. Did you or did you not see me earlier?”

Your hand quickly went to the emergency button. Noticing that, he started panicking. “No no no — don’t press that, just listen to me. I was knocked out — he stole my keys! — everything, he stole everything… even my face! Please tell me you didn’t let him in.”

Your hand hovered over the button, his words making you hesitate from pushing it. “I did let him in…”

His eyes widened. “Oh fuck — this is bad, this is bad, this is bad — listen, you have to call the D.D.D — right now. Do it! Call them right now!”

You gazed at him, conflicted. He sounded so… convincing. But so did the first Sungho. Which one of them was telling the truth?

You almost wanted to scoff at yourself. You were supposed to have some top tier observation skills to be able to figure out who is a doppelganger and who is not. So why was it so hard for you to tell in this case?

You didn’t even realize when your hand fell on the button, pressing it by accident. As the alarm bells sounded and the metal barrier began to fall, several shouts of ‘No!’ could be heard from the outside. You sat there rigidly, not even aware of when the door to your office opened, the person on the other side of the door slipping inside. It wasn’t until he put a hand on your shoulder, causing you to flinch, when you realized that Sungho, the first one, was inside.

You relaxed for a moment, before he bent down, whispering in your ear, causing you to freeze. “You did a good job princess. Such a good job. Now continue to be a good girl and sit here quietly like a good fucking girl would, yea?”

As he spoke, the realization dawned upon you, the cold dread that came with it washing over you like a bucket of ice. The second Sungho was the real one.

As you sat there frozen, Sungho — or rather, the doppelganger — called up the D.D.D, informing them of a ‘doppelganger’ situation. Within five minutes, they had arrived, screams and sounds of gunshots once again filling up the air. Once they stopped, the metal partition opened, once again revealing a yellow hazmat suit stained with blood.

The D.D.D agent recited the same words that it did everytime, before walking away. As soon as the D.D.D had evacuated the building, ‘Sungho’ clicked the emergency button again, quickly pressing another button to deactivate the alarm bells, so that only the metal partition fell down. He gripped the handles of your chair, spinning it to make you face him. You gulped as you faced him, the sinister smirk on his face filled you up with a fear so intense, that it gripped you in an almost vice-like grip. It was terrifying — he was terrifying.

His eyes raked over you, drinking in your fearful expression. The shaking of your body, the pleading in your eyes, the nervous gulping — all of it filled him up with a foreign emotion — an emotion that made him want to devour you whole.

He lifted up a hand to your face, holding your chin between his fingers, leaning your face upwards. He himself leaned down, stopping just a breath away from your lips, causing your own breath to hitch. Whether it was from fear, or anticipation, he didn't know — not that it would change anything.

He tilted his head to the side ever so slightly, maintaining eye contact with you. “Are you surprised? That I'm not who you thought I was?”

You gulped, too afraid to speak. Although the shaking of your eyes told him what he wanted to know.

He smirked lightly. “Does it make you feel angry? To know that you have been finally bested by a — what do you humans call us again? Ah, a ‘doppelganger’.”

‘Anger’ was the last thing you felt. Fear was all you felt — fear for both yourself, and everyone else whose life you had endangered. You were absolutely terrified, dreading your fate.

You had seen pictures of the real form of the doppelgangers — albeit just drawings; derivations from people who somehow lived to tell the tale. They were described to be completely monstrous, with yellow eyes and sharp teeth, greenish skin and huge claws that could easily rip anyone to shreds. It was only natural for you to feel terrified of your fate. Were you going to be torn to shreds by him? Or was he going to eat you? Do doppelgangers actually eat humans?

Turns out, he did plan on eating you. Devouring you actually. Just… not in the way you thought.

He traced his lip with his tongue, practically undressing you with his eyes. He was going to fucking ruin you.

He traced your lip with his thumb, forcing your mouth open. He pressed his thumb down on your tongue, watching the tears gather at your waterline and the saliva on your tongue. You were already so much fun to play with.

You wanted to cry, scream — anything to get out of this situation. You weren't trained for something like this — all the instructors just said “Catch them, or they catch you. If you're caught, consider yourself dead.” None of them ever prepared you for a situation like this.

You needed to use your own tactics, and you needed to use them fast. You stared at his eyes, trying to make sure your facial expressions didn't give away your thoughts, when suddenly, a brilliant — okay, not brilliant, but still better than nothing — idea struck you.

Your eyes suddenly fell on the door, your eyes widening slightly with a glimmer of hope. He frowned at your expression, looking backwards at the door as well, taking the bait.

You immediately pushed him off you, catching him off-guard, before quickly running to the door. But just as you were about to reach for the handle, you felt him grab your shoulder from behind, pulling you backwards in a not-so-gentle manner. He shoved you to the floor unceremoniously, causing you to scream from the impact — not that anyone would hear you, since the walls were soundproof as long as the metal partition was pulled down, and you had no way to reach the button to deactivate it.

You tried to get up, but were immediately shoved back down to the ground, with him climbing up on top of you, pinning your arms above your head. If looks could kill, you would have already been six feet under by now.

For a moment he just glared down at you, your lips quivering, your eyes shaking with unshed tears. Your chest was rising up and down erratically, downright terrified with what he was planning on doing to you. Was he going to strangle you to death? Tear you apart by hand? Break your neck? Or was he going to–

Your thoughts were suddenly interrupted by him. His voice was cold with a sinister undertone. “You know princess, I was going to be nice to you — go nice and slow, appreciate everything about you, take my time with you, make it memorable for you. But after this little stunt that you just pulled? I don't think you deserve kindness. If you want to be a fucking brat, acting like you weren't ready to spread your legs open for me just ten minutes ago, then I'm going to fucking treat you like one.”

Your blood ran cold. He was going to what?

You couldn't even understand where he was coming from. You were ‘acting like a brat’? Was trying to run in order to save your life a crime now? You were getting ready to ‘spread your legs for him just ten minutes ago’? First of all, it was some harmless flirting with a nice guy who you thought was human, not a fucking monster. So what the fuck was he even trying to say?

None of it mattered now — not now, when he was sliding the belt that was just there for design purposes through the hoops in your skirt. It didn't matter now, when he started to tie the belt around your wrists, ignorant to your struggles to break free. Not now, when he was grabbing the ends of your shirt, roughly shoving it up.

He couldn't shove it off you, since your hands were tied, so he proceeded to tear it off with his hands. It was an expensive shirt, but there wasn't any time to mourn the loss of your shirt — not when his hands had already moved to your skirt. He didn't even bother trying to get it off this time, simply ripping it apart like paper.

The tears finally broke free. This was it. This was your fate. You were going to get used like some pathetic doll by some monster and then tossed away once you were useless. Even death would have been a kinder fate than this.

You screwed your eyes shut when you felt him touch you over your panties, disgusted by yourself when you realized that you were, in fact, wet. You heard him let out a menacing chuckle, causing more tears to fall from your shut eyes. You felt his finger just barely trace over your covered cunt, making you squirm. He was quick to hold your legs down, before shoving a finger through your panties, causing it to stick inside your wet folds, drenching it further. You felt him leaning down towards your core, a whimper of utter despair leaving you.

He ignored you, taking a whiff of your scent. As soon as it hit him, he let out a loud groan, a quiet ‘fuck’ accompanying it. He definitely needed to eat you out, but first, he needed to stretch you out.

He gripped the waistband of your panties tightly, before ripping it off. The sound of the cotton material tearing brought a fresh batch of tears to your eyes. “P-Please — don’t do this, please–”

He quickly interrupted you by grabbing your throat, applying just enough pressure to cut off your oxygen. “Shut the fuck up. You don’t get to decide what I’ll do or not do. I gave you a chance, didn’t I? I was nice to you initially, wasn’t I? You clearly took advantage of that and tried to run, so why the fuck would I listen to you? If you don’t want to make matters worse for yourself, take what I give you like a good little slut would.”

That ruined whatever tiny hope you had of avoiding this fate. More tears fell from your eyes, causing you to bite down on your lip to conceal your sobs. For some reason, the sight of you biting your lip, paired with your tears, turned him on a lot more than it should have, causing him to grab your chin tightly.

Your eyes flew open in shock, releasing your lip from the abuse from your teeth. His eyes landed on your swollen lips, his pants growing tighter and tighter by the second. Before you could register what was happening, he smashed his lips on yours, swallowing your surprised gasp. He kissed you harshly, his movements sloppy. Saliva dripped past your mouths, smearing onto your chins, but he could care less.

He bit down on your lip, pulling it slightly with his teeth, causing a whimper to leave you involuntarily. He let out a quiet groan at the sound, before diving back inside your mouth, shoving his tongue inside your mouth. He hungrily explored your wet cavern, his hands moving to take his shirt off, the heat radiating off the two of you becoming unbearable. He grabbed your jaw tightly, tilting your head to kiss you deeper, his legs planted on either side of you.

Even if you didn’t want to enjoy it, any of it, your body couldn’t hide its true reaction. You kept letting out whimpers and moans, squirming under him. He gladly swallowed each and every sound of yours, little grunts and groans of his own leaving him. He badly wanted to grind down on you, but he had enough self control to not do that. Instead, he slid a hand down, collected the slick that kept gushing out on his fingers, before shoving his middle finger inside.

Your reaction was immediate. You let out a sharp gasp into his mouth, your hips bucking up into his. He bit down your lip at your reaction, breaking the skin and drawing out blood. He plunged his finger in deeper, feeling even more slick gushing out of you. He sucked the blood off your lip, licking the cut, moaning at the taste. Your blood ignited a fire inside him, the heat spreading to every part of him, the need to completely, utterly, ruin you for everyone else spreading to his finger tips, taking over his brain. He thrust his finger impossibly deeper, before pulling it out, causing you to let out a desperate whine into his mouth, one that was quickly replaced by a shocked moan when he plunged in two fingers at once.

You could feel your cunt stretching to accommodate his fingers, which were long and slender, allowing him to reach parts of you that no one ever did. His fingers dragged across your walls, allowing you to feel every inch of them. His fingers hit every ridge and bump perfectly, making you clench around them tightly.

He felt your pussy walls hugging his fingers, causing him to fasten up the pace of both his fingers and his mouth, swallowing up your whimpers, listening to the wet sounds of his fingers sliding in and out of your cunt.

He curled up his fingers, feeling your entire body shake under him. He let out a victorious smirk against your lips, having finally found your spot. He increased the pace of his fingers, making sure to curl up his fingers every time, hitting that spongy part in your walls every time with ease.

Your breathing sped up, your whimpers increasing, your wrists becoming red from how much you were struggling to get out of the tight grip of your belt wrapped around them. You could feel yourself becoming wetter and wetter, yet being so far from the edge. Something was missing, something that you desperately needed to finally teeter off the edge.

Even if you couldn’t understand what exactly you needed, ‘Sungho’ sure did. He broke the kiss, taking in the sight of your bruised and swollen lips, before shifting his attention to your neck, immediately latching his lips on your pulse point, sucking on it harshly. He pumped his fingers into your pussy faster, his thumb moving to rub at your clit harshly. You almost screamed at the added pleasure, your walls clamping down on his fingers in a vice-like grip.

Within seconds your pussy started to convulse around his fingers. Your release gushed out of you in huge amounts, coating his fingers in a creamy white. He helped you ride out your high, shallowly pumping his fingers in you. He stopped sucking on your neck, looking at the newly formed purplish hickey on it proudly. Once you came down from your high, he slipped his fingers out with a wet ‘pop’, watching your walls flutter around nothing.

He brought his fingers to his mouth, slipping them inside, tasting your release. You watched him with hooded eyes, your chest rising up and down slowly as you tried to catch your breath. His eyes screwed shut when the taste hit him, a deep groan leaving him, one that traveled straight to your core, despite having just had one of the best orgasms of your life.

He opened his eyes, his gaze darker than before, making you gulp. He leaned down again, maintaining eye contact with you. He ran a hand through your hair, before gripping it tightly, ripping a whimper out of you. He bit his lips, whispering “God, you drive me fucking crazy” before smashing his lips onto yours. He shoved his tongue inside your mouth almost immediately, making you taste yourself.

Fuck, he would be lying if he said he wasn't dying to eat you out, but the problem in his pants would probably kill him before he had his fill of you — which was why he was furiously trying to get his stupid belt off, something which proved to be quite a challenge for no apparent reason.

When he finally managed to get it off, he threw it away somewhere in the room, out of reach. His shirt was sticking to his skin uncomfortably from how much he was sweating, so obviously that had to go too. Once it was off, he quickly shimmied out of his pants, his boxers quickly following them.

As soon as his boxers were off, his bare cock slapped on his stomach, standing tall and proud. His mushroom tip was an angry shade of red, leaking a generous amount of precum. He was both long and girthy, almost ridiculously so, making you a little concerned about the stretch — or if it would at all fit.

Of course you were anticipating it — how could you not? Yes, he was taking you without consent, but did that really matter anymore? Your morals were thrown out of the window the moment he shoved his pretty fingers into your hole. You couldn't help how much you were leaking for him then, and you certainly can't help it now. You were practically gushing down there, a puddle of your sweet slick starting to form in between your thighs. God, it was a miracle that he hadn't started eating you out like a starved man eating his first meal in days. But then again, he also couldn't wait to finally sink into your wet heat, and fuck you till all you could think about was his dick.

So that's what he did. He spread your legs further apart with his knees, settling down between them. He aligned himself with your entrance, but instead of directly pushing in, he decided to toy with you a little. After all, you were just a toy for him, weren't you? The perfect little toy — a doll if you will — for him to use, break, destroy and dispose of as he wishes.

A little whine from you caught his ears. He looked at your face, almost taken aback by your expression. Your eyes were hooded, lips swollen and glistening from your sweat — possibly a result of you biting down on them. Were you… enjoying this? Did you want this?

It was hot, so undeniably hot of you to like this — not just your body, but you. There was no fucking way he was ever going to let go of you now — no, you were too perfect to lose.

He swallowed thickly, trying his best to subdue his desire of immediately plunging inside you and railing you into your next life. No, he had to be patient, in order to make it fun for him.

He tapped the head of his cock on your clit, watching even more slick pour out of you, joining the puddle on the floor. It was truly magnificent how much your body craved this — how much you craved it — almost as much as he did.

He rubbed his tip over your slit, gathering the slick from it, ripping out pitiful whimpers from you. He almost caved in to your sinful sounds — almost — before continuing to gather your slick on his mushroom tip.

He watched as your slick and his precum mixed together, forming a beautiful white mixture, something that looked almost delicious — of course he had to taste it, and make you taste it as well. You would like it anyways.

He gathered some of the mixture on his fingers, before popping them in his mouth. He closed his eyes, savoring the sinful taste. When he opened his eyes, he was surprised to see how much the taste affected his body, even more precum having dribbled out of his tip, falling into the puddle of your slick.

He swirled his finger in the mixture, before bringing it to your own mouth. He watched as you eagerly wrapped your lips around his digits, sucking the mixture of your wants greedily. He let out a groan, wondering if you would suck his cock the same way. But he had plenty of time to find that out later.

He pulled his fingers out of your mouth with a loud ‘pop’, ignoring your whine. He pushed his hand into the puddle of your slick, before wrapping the same hand around his ridiculously large dick, slowly pumping it. His eyes were dark as he maintained eye contact with you, taking in the way you gulped slowly. It was so cute, the way you wanted it as much as he did, and yet were afraid of it actually happening.

If he stared at your cute little lips or your pretty little eyes that were filled with both hesitation and desperation, he would definitely cum even before he had the chance to be inside your — by the looks of it, extremely tight walls.

He grabbed your legs again, spreading them even further apart, before slowly starting to push into you. He was immediately met with a lot of resistance from you, loud gasps and whimpers falling from your lips in a beautiful melody, your pussy walls clamping down tightly on his tip alone. He hissed at the pressure, gripping your hips tightly as he slowly started to push in.

The sounds of your whimpers and choked gasps increased two-fold, your walls stretching to an alarming extent as they tried to fit him. You were well aware that the ‘Sungho’ that was fucking you wasn't the real one, that he was a monster — but you didn't realise that doppelgangers were this hung. He was big, huge even — way bigger than the average dick size. It felt like he was splitting apart your insides, but you couldn't deny the enormous amount of pleasure that accompanied the pain.

He had to suck in a breath when he had finally buried himself to the hilt inside you, your walls clamping down on him painfully. It almost felt like he willingly buried himself into a dick guillotine, that’s how tight you felt around him. It wasn’t like he could blame you either — he wasn’t human, even if he was impersonating one, all of his physical features were obviously not perfect. As for him, his imperfection happened to be his dick, which was way larger than the average human dick, almost monstrously so — not that he was complaining… and he knew you wouldn’t be either in a while, once you got used to his size.

His grip on your hips was tight enough to bruise, as he slowly pulled out almost completely, leaving only his tip inside, making you let out a sigh of relief. But that relief was short lived, because he almost immediately slammed himself back in, knocking the air out of you. It felt as if he somehow managed to fit another non-existent inch inside of you.

The squelching sound from the slide however, encouraged him to continue. You were liking it, he knew you were. That’s why you were getting even wetter than before, weren’t you? Yep, that was it. That was why your walls were clamping down on him so tightly. Your body didn’t want him to stop. You didn’t want him to stop.

He pulled out almost completely again, before ruthlessly slamming right back in, ripping a scream out of you. But the slick that kept pouring out of you, past his cock, told him all that he needed to know. He thrusted into you mercilessly, without caring about how you felt — he knew you liked it, he was sure of it–

Your loud whimpers of pain broke him out of his daze. “P– Please, it h– hurts so much–”

His hand grabbed your neck, squeezing down on it as a warning. “Don’t fucking lie to me — you’re leaking past my cock, and you expect me to believe that you aren’t enjoying this? Stupid, fucking slut, lying to me to my face? Absolutely pathetic.”

He grabbed both of your thighs, pushing them up to your chest, before starting to thrust into you again, the ruthless pace of his hips almost bruising your thighs. The new angle allowed him to hit even deeper, your cries of pain only increasing in volume. He ignored them, focusing on how his hips snapped into yours with every thrust. “Fucking take it — you know you like this, you fucking painslut. It hurts, does it? How adorable, you fucking love it, you know you do.”

He continued to ram his hips into yours, uncaring of your discomfort — unbeknownst to you, your cries only caused him to grow harder, his cock bulging through your stomach. The bulge on your stomach appearing and disappearing inside you caught his attention, causing him to groan. He fisted your hair tightly in his hand, pulling you up. “Look at that, princess, look at it — look at how I keep disappearing inside you. Fucking perfect for me, aren’t you?”

He didn’t wait for an answer, continuing to slam his hips into yours. He let go of your hair, pressing down on the bulge in your stomach instead. The added pressure caused him to groan, his pace increasing. Your slick made it easy for him to pound into you, your cries having started to turn into loud moans. He found it almost cute, your switch up.

He pushed your thighs up higher against your chest, his hips snapping painfully into yours, balls slapping on your ass with every thrust. It felt so fucking wrong, but even you couldn’t deny how good it felt. “I’m gonna fill you up, till my cum is dripping past your legs — gonna make you walk around like that. You would love that, wouldn’t you? Walking around with my cum dripping down your legs like a fucking slut?”

If the way you clenched around him at his words wasn’t a dead giveaway to whether you liked what he was doing or not, then he didn’t know what else could possibly be it. He increased his pace. “Yea? You like that? You want that? You’re my precious little cumslut, aren’t you? My sweet little doll, so eager to be filled up to the brim.”

He brought a hand down to your clit, rubbing it harshly. The added pleasure sent shockwaves to your brain, your back arching, eyes rolling back. You could feel the coil in your stomach continue to tighten, the harsh pace of his assault on your clit only making the coil tighter and tighter.

He suddenly pinched your clit harshly, the sudden sensation causing you to let out a choked gasp. The coil in your stomach finally snapped, causing you to gush around him. He groaned at the feeling, your walls clamping around him, triggering his own release. He buried himself deep inside you, spurts of cum sprouting from him, slowly filling her up to the brim. He gripped your hips tightly. “Take it, take all of it, fucking take it — you’re mine to fuck, mine to breed, no matter when I see fit. So fucking take it–”

He kept on and on cumming, your walls clamping around him, milking him dry. He hissed, pulling out his softening length. It was so hot, the way his cum dripped out of your hole. It was the perfect time to eat you out, but that had to wait.

He grabbed your hands, finally undoing the belt on them. As soon as you were free from the restraints, you tried to flex your wrists, to fix the blood flow. He smirked at your antics. He grabbed your chin tightly, making you face him. “Listen up sweetheart — from now onwards, you do what I say. If I tell you to stay, you will stay. If I tell you to sit and look pretty, you will sit and look pretty. Got it?”

You gulped thickly. You were absolutely terrified of him. Why shouldn’t you be? Given what he had done to you, you would have no other choice but to obey him.

So you nodded. Albeit hesitantly.

He wrapped his arms around you, pressing another hungry kiss to your lips. He whispered against them. “Good girl — my good girl”

[ihantaet]

play date - psh⋆𐙚₊˚

₊˚ෆ how sub!bnd feel about toys

content: 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵, 𝘱𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨

psh ⤑ lrw ⤑ mjh ⤑ hts ⤑ klh

━━sungho enjoys sex with you infinitely more than he likes masturbating. he knows what turns him on, what buttons to push, which way to stroke, so he really has no need for toys. he lets you handle all of the experimenting instead.

aside from a few hard limits, he'll essentially be your guinea pig. tie him up and test your new dildo on him with the excuse of needing to "see if you'll like it first." he'll concede, being the good boy he is, letting you fuck him until his thighs are sore, until he can barely manage a nod when you ask if he thought you'd like it too. even though you knew he'd say yes every time, you'd make a million excuses to see his hair stuck to his forehead with sweat, cum painting his toned stomach, eyes glazed over in ecstasy. he's so much prettier that way.

by @ihantaet

[ilysungho]

owner like sungho ♡

a/n: hey guys… this is nastyyyy but also it won’t leave my brain so i just decided to write and post… my apologies but also i hope you guys can see my vision… i’m loving mean!sungho rn contains: mean-dom!sungho x puppy sub!reader, roleplay (pet play… but more extreme than normal), some non sexual dominance too!, heavy, owner/pet dynamics, use of toys (leash, collar, vibrator, dildo, cage), humiliation kink, overstimulation, edging, dollification/dumbification, corruption kink undertones, voyeurism, cum eating, plushie humping

extreme pet play with dom!sungho where he puts a leash on you and walks you around the room with a vibrator on, except you are crawling and shaking because he only increases the speed every time you cum. there’s a trail of your arousal as it drips down the floor where ever you crawl as he pulls you around, the choker definitely leaving a bruise on you when he takes it off. he gets a call from jaehyun and talks about you like you’re an actual dog, making up an elaborate story about how he had to “pet sit for a friend,” and then he tells you to bark on call to make jaehyun believe that he actually has a dog when his friend questions the lie. sungho makes you watch him masturbate into a dog bowl and then has you drink it like it’s water, making you get down on your knees with your hands behind your back as you obey him. he especially loves it when you bring your face up after licking his cum, the remains dripping down the side of your mouth as you stick your tongue out just like a dumb puppy. he gets you toys (plushies) to play with, making you hump them because “that’s how pets should play”. he even gets a collar with your name and a cage to put you in when you disobey him, and then makes you watch him masturbate all the time while you just have you sit still and edge yourself on the dildo suctioned down on the floor below. but don’t worry! he’s just as sweet when he’s not horny for you, kissing the hurt skin on your neck as he bandaids the bruises on your knees from sitting on the floor too long. he often lets your nails grow out because he wants to trim them for you himself—mostly because he doesn’t want you to play with yourself so having long nails prevents that. he believes that since he’s your owner, he has complete ownership over you and can do anything he wants with you, putting you in skimpy outfits and bows in your hair that’s up in pigtails because that’s how he loves to see you dressed. but also, he loves doing your hair a lot, shampooing it in your favorite scents, drying it with a hair dryer as you’re sitting on the floor, brushing it for you as you sit on his lap, and then styling it for you as he asks how you like it, but his tone shifts right after as he says, “my puppy will like anything i give her hm?”

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    ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖࣪. written with love. by, 𝓀𝖺𝗍𝗂. ☆

[hazeytae]

things bonedo say in bed

♡ lots of praise, dacryphilia kinda, soft dom!sungho, switch!jaehyun, overstimulation, mommy kink (once), possessiveness, lots of oral, marking, switch-ish!riwoo (mostly dom!riwoo), big dick! taesan, cumming inside, dom!leehan

sungho.

"you drive me crazy," a breathy whine emitted from him as your gagging on his cock, spit and precum dripping from your chin messily. hes throwing his head back as he cums down your pretty throat.

"right here angel? you like it when i touch you here? want me to keep goin?" he definitely has a thing for making you beg. after minutes of begging for him to touch you he finally does, slipping his fingers past your folds and pumping his fingers out painfully slow

"im gonna take my time with you tonight, okay?" he always takes his time with you regardless, but on nights where he just wants to focus on your pleasure is when he'll reallyyy take his time. eating you out till you squirt and fingering you till you cry- but hes so sweet during it all. he takes his time taking you apart.

"youre so- you feel so good around me" always alwaysss praising you, even when he cant think straight! hes sinking into you and your clenching around him so good, he cant stop the praises that fall out his mouth.

jaehyun.

"does this feel good? tell me im doing good please mommy" he really wants to be praised all the time! tell him how much of a good boy or how much of a good puppy he is and hes going feralll. when hes eating you out he just wants your fingers tangled in your hair and praises to flow out your mouth.

"all mine baby, fuck- youre all mine right?" hes got your cunt filled to the brim right now and times like these make him so possessive. he wants to cum in you so bad and mark you from the inside out so everyone knows your his. hes marking all over your chest

"i- cant take it, dont stop, just like that" poor boy whining about how he cant seem to take what you give him! but he doesnt want it to stop as much as he babbles about how he cant take it. your hands feel so good stroking his cock and even after how many times he came he just needs your hands on him.

"you make me feel so good baby- i love you," along with being praised, he also loves to give praise!! hes definitely an "i love you" during sex kinda guy, its so intimate for him no matter how kinky yalls sex is

riwoo.

"dont stop, baby- dont fucking stop please" sucking his dick and hes a whining crying mess!! thrusting up into your mouth making you gag and whine but he just cant help it. also he loves to cum on your face, painting it with his thick ropes of cum he loves to see you lick it off your lips afterward. hes a whiner and a begger, begging you not to stop no matter how overstimulated he is.

"you look so incredible right now" as hes between your thighs lapping at your pussy, he loves the way you look down at him with your pretty glossy eyes.

"i cant get enough of you" no matter how many times he eats you out, how many times hes had you cumming on his cock, how many times hes had his fingers deep inside you, how many times youve edged him till he cried, he cant get enough. he always wants more

"i wanna feel every part of you" missionary and his chest is pressed up against yours and his face is hidden in the crook of your neck while hes so so sooo deep inside you. loves to feel close to you

taesan.

"come on, you can take it cant you?" his cock is soo thick and big youre whining whenever he slips into you. hes always having to wait a few seconds to let you get used to the size before slamming into you

"theres my good pretty girl, there she is" when your pulling off his dick with a pop! sound with his cum dripping from your lips, thats what he thinks the prettiest sight is. petting your hair as you catch your breath and youre looking up at him so sweetly.

"you have no idea how good im gonna make you feel.." he chuckles licking your breasts as his fingers find their way to your sopping pussy. hes great with his fingers and always has you squirting on them in no time. you know when he says this hes gonna overstimulate you so much

"dont move. let me do the work" when your riding him and hes getting sososoo close and he needs to thrust up into you to get where he needs to be. hed lay you down on top of him and slam up into you, holding onto your ass as he cums inside :3

leehan.

"youre so wet. all for me, huh?" he hasnt even touched you yet and your already leaking through your panties! he loves the effect he has on you and he uses that to his advantage. that silly lil smile he has is plastered all over his face when he feels how wet you are.

"you feel so perfect, its driving me insane" he lovessss the way your throat feels swallowing around him. he cant get enough of it! youre so good at taking his cock down your throat he cant stop his groans and whines

"cmon take me just like that" comes out as a breathy moan while your slowly moving your hips up and down on his cock. he loves having you like this- on top of him yet still so submissive to him

"ive been thinking about this all day" hes pressing you down onto the couch and the boner in his pants his painfully noticeable. he mustve had a long day at work because hes so needy and hes pressing long hickeys onto your neck, kneeding your breasts sweetly

[1204love]

sfw link and sfw link or rather suggestive(?)

this got me thinking about how sungho would get so wound up when you whisper into his ear during sex or even when you're just making out with him :( if you top it up a notch and bite or kiss his ears, his cock would immediately chub up and twitch endlessly...i feel like his body is generally on the sensitive side, especially his ears, chest and thighs! definitely see him shivering and buckling his knees when you get close to his ears 🙂‍↕️ his moans and whines would be more high pitched too when he's feeling extra desperate or sensitive!!!

[wontune]

✿ sungho ( boynextdoor ) lockscreens !

[heeambi]

Henlo big daddy nat I come with gifts!!

cough cough- brat taming pretty subby little sungho and making him wear strappy black lingerie and using him for your own pleasures ☝️

Specifically imagining him on his knees with a pout in his pretty face and his eyes all glossy

﹏ 𝐀uthor’s 𝐍ote ﹒ Hi, my love <3 Thank you for the request; I really enjoyed making it! I also got a bit carried away, so please let me know what you think….Also, I apologize for not posting this sooner—I accidentally saved it as a draft instead of posting it....

𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡

“You know what to do, don't you?” you murmured, running your fingers through his soft hair before gripping it firmly. He let out a soft whine, his breath hitched as you guided him closer, your tone dropped to a low, teasing whisper. “Use that pretty mouth of yours. Make me feel good, baby.”

His glossy eyes lifted to yours one last time, pleading silently for approval, before he leaned in, lips trembling as he pressed a soft kiss to the inside of your thigh. “That's a good boy,” you cooed, tightening your grip in his hair. “Now, don't stop until I tell you to.”

He moaned softly at your words, the slight sting from your grip only heightened his arousal. His lips trailed wet, open kisses up your thigh, his tongue occasionally darted out to taste your skin. He was always so eager to please, such a good boy when you treated him right.

His hands trembled slightly as he gently pushed your legs further apart, maintaining eye contact with you through his dark lashes. He loved seeing how you responded to his touches, loved knowing he was making you feel good. A faint, needy whimper escaped him as he continued his slow ascent.

“You're being so patient, aren't you?” you murmured softly, knowing exactly how much restraint it took for him to go slow. “Hm, my good boy want something?” His breath caught at your praise, his lips paused briefly on your inner thigh before continuing upward.

His voice came out in a shy, needy whisper against your skin “Mhm... Always waiting for your permission, mommy...” He kissed a sensitive spot, making you shiver “Can I…” His fingers traced the edge of your panties “Do you want me to...”

“Go ahead,” you whispered, your voice low and husky with desire. “Show me how much you love using that pretty mouth on me.” He let out a shaky breath, his fingers hooked into the fabric of your panties and slowly pulled them down.

His eyes locked onto yours as he revealed your bare skin, his heart raced at the thought of tasting you. He leaned in, dragging his lips up your inner thigh, his warm breath fanning over your sensitive area before he finally pressed his mouth against your pussy. “So wet and pretty, mommy..”

Sungho’s tongue snuck out, giving you a slow lick from bottom to top, savoring your taste. He moaned softly, the vibrations sending tingles through your core. His hands gripped your thighs, holding you open as he began to eat you out with increasing enthusiasm, determined to make you feel amazing.

His tongue delved deeper, exploring your folds with a desperate hunger. He focused on your clit, circling it with the tip before sucking gently, eliciting a strangled moan from you. Every sound you made spurred him on, his movements becoming more urgent.

“God,” you gasped, your fingers tangled in his hair. His lips hummed against you, sending waves of pleasure. He took that as a sign to do more, his tongue thrusted in and out of your entrance mimicking what he wished his dick was doing.

He could feel you tense, getting closer to the edge. He wrapped his arms around your thighs, pulling your legs over his shoulders to get even deeper. He looked up at you, his eyes glinting with unshed tears from holding his breath, “I wanna come on my face, mommy?”

He felt your body shudder at his words, He knew you were right at the brink. With a determined growl, he doubled his effort, his tongue flickered rapidly over your clit while plunging two fingers deep inside you. He gazed up at you desperately, silently begging to taste your climax.

Your legs trembled, your walls clenching around his fingers as your orgasm crashed over you. A loud, desperate cry left your lips as you came hard, your pussy gushing against his mouth. He moaned loudly, devouring your release, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy as he drank you down.

He slowly pulled back, his face glistening with your juices. He licked his lips, savoring the taste of you. He stood up, his hard dick straining against his pants. “F-fuck, mommy...”

𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡𓎢𓎡

[blueberrybeomgyu]

Perhaps more prince sungho pls? 🥺

may be typos, srry <3

prince sungho thinks you're beautiful, especially when you're worn out. he loves sending you on useless tasks just to see you all frazzled and out of breath. he thinks you'd look similar on top of him, if he ever becomes lucky enough to fall into bed with you.

you've only been assigned to him for a few years, but it's getting increasingly difficult for him to send you away at night. he fantasizes sometimes about how it would be to have you in that way, how you'd touch him if he had no say in the matter. he bosses you around but secretly wishes you'd take control.

he loves to fantasize about that the most, you pushing him down and telling him how you're going to please him tonight. sometimes, when he's been extra snarky that day, he sees the flash of irritation you have to blink away. he's slowly finding your buttons, and pushing them more and more every day to see when you'll snap, if ever. he respects your ability to remain professional despite the things he's asked you to do, but he wishes you were a little more perverted, at least as much as he is, and maybe you'd notice the advances he's been making toward you. after all, there are plenty of servants assigned to him. he could ask any of them for help, but you're the one he always calls on.

he likes to imagine that you'd bind his wrists with pink silk, that you'd rub oil on your fingers before using them to pinch his nipple. maybe you'll pinch a little harder than he typically asks for. the touch will be experimental at first, but he'll make a quiet, pitiful noise, and you'll pinch it again, both of them, even, harsher.

maybe you'd trail your hand down to where his cock is already flushed and standing, and you'll apply more oil to your hand before wrapping it around his length. he'll jerk, and he'll probably mumble something like let me go, lamely requesting power that he doesn't really want.

maybe you'll quirk an eyebrow at him in challenge, the expression making him hot all over. better yet, maybe you'll ignore him entirely in favor of doing what you'd like to do, massaging his tip and coating his member in precum when he leaks. that'd be new for him, he's so used to getting what he wants when he wants it, but he'd like the denial.

maybe when he's close, you'll pull your hand away and go back to flicking his nipples, and he'll complain again, embarrassed about his breathy noises, and you'll coo at him, telling him it's time he learned not to be so spoiled.

and after denying him the sixth time, he's quivering and sensitive to every little touch you give him, and his cock is drooling uselessly while he's already covered in his own precum. his brain will feel so hazy and it'll be so pleasant to relinquish control for a little while, to be nothing but a pretty doll for you.

you'll tell him he did a good job for the first lesson, and his skin will buzz with the promise of more lessons to come. you'll bring him to an orgasm that has his rolling his eyes back as he tries to muffle his loud, desperate gasps.

he dreams about it all the time, that just maybe he could get you to that point. all he has to do is push a little bit harder.

[ilysungho]

a/n: sorry guys this is a bit of a filthy one… i’m just a whore at the end of the day 😹 contains: doms!bnd ot5 x whore fwb sub!reader, perv!bnd, reader is a tease, shared gc to send nudes…, everything is consensual, mentions of: penetration (p in v), handjob, fingering, let me know if i missed anything!

sungho, riwoo, jaehyun, taesan, and leehan who have a shared group chat with each other to send nudes and videos they take of you every time you have a go with one of them. you’re aware of the chat, but you don’t care about it enough to be added to it yourself. instead, every time you have the phone to your face, you utter out another name to tease the one you’re with. if it’s sungho, he doesn’t pay mind to you saying another one of the four names. he’s rather the type to record audios of you both, being louder than normal as his sign of when the phone’s on. he really doesn't care if you say either of the other 4's names, because at the end of the day, you're with him now, not them. with riwoo, he’s more so focused on the way his body reacts, whether it be how you swallow his dick completely or how your spits lands on his head before you jerk him off. his cursing, moaning, shaking, everything, gets caught on camera because he barely even points it towards you. jaehyun… gets genuinely upset. he whines when you say another name, rutting into you faster as he pleads you to say his name instead. and then, he ends up sending a cut video of where you only moan ‘jaehyun’, his proud text getting called out by sungho, ‘you begged her to say your name, didn’t you?’. if anyone’s the worst though, it would be taesan. his hands don’t hesitate to slap your ass before you even try, the stinging sensation mixing with the pleasure he gives with each thrust. nothing about him is innocent as he claims to be the best out of the five, and he makes sure he leaves your voice hoarse for the next one with how he has you screaming for him. and leehan… he’s a secret weapon. he hides his sides from you, revealing a new one each time, like he’s peeling off layers as he’s showing more of himself as you do the same with him. he analyzes you from everything the rest of them send, keeping note of your weaknesses and using them against you as he easily leaves you breathless with just his fingers alone. he’d also be the best kisser of them all, having you touch your lips often as you reminisce what they feel like, even when you’re with one of the others.

[hazeytae]

perv!roomates taesan & leehan who always sneak around and steal your stuff until one day you catch them and they corrupt you..

can i be 🧊 anon ~○~

had to have this marinate in my inbox for a lil bit bc when i got this ask i was GIGGLINGGG 😫 nd yes u can be 🧊 anon!! hi !!! :3

♡ dacryphilia, voyeurism (?), oral (mf), i will be making this into a full fic!! 😡 so much i wanna add to this

you first started noticing your things going missing only a few months into becoming roomates with taesan and leehan. small things like a worn pajama shirt, or panties you swore you put in the laundry hamper that you just havent seen since. sometimes theyd randomly appear right back in your drawers and youd be a little confused, but you just brushed it off as you mustve missed it while searching.

unbeknownst to you, your perverted roomates had gotten their hands on all your panties! taesan literally couldnt get enough of you !! he wanted you so bad, but unfortunately for him you were just roomates. he resorted to stealing your worn panties and other used garments. stroking his cock as hed bring your panties to his nose, taking in your scent which just made his dick harder. wrapping the fabric around his cock to bring him closer and closer to the edge. strings of your name falling out from his mouth like a song while ropes and ropes of white sticky cum soiled your panties. afterwards he felt so gross, but its not like youd ever find out- he'll just wash it and place in back in your drawer! also i feel like taesan would take pictures of you changing or in the shower, staring at the pictures before stealing your panties off the floor and running to his bedroom to jack off to the photos. he'd think about how pretty youd look taking his cock sooo deep into your throat, gagging and crying on his cock. you were an innocent doll to him, and your angel like face and those cute lacey panties you wore made him want to corrupt you into a perfect slut just for him.

(more undercut!)

on the other hand, leehan wouldnt be stealing your panties if it werent for taesan. leehan once caught taesan in the act, but instead of asking him what he was doing it just gave him an idea. slowly but surely more of your panties started to go missing, some not even returning. leehan wouldnt return them. he'd keep them in his drawer and he'd make sure not to cum on your panties so your scent wouldnt go away. and if your scent went away- he'd take another pair of your panties. leehan would even take your panties to his mouth, tongue swirling around the fabric while he took in your taste. leehan had been obsessed with you- ever since he saw your pretty face and heard your pretty moans through the thin walls. you were moaning out his name too, even your lewd moans of his name sounded so innocent to him; from that moment forward he knew he had to corrupt you.

you started to get frustrated- your cute, expensive underwear kept going missing! youve searched everywhere and the only places left were leehan and taesans rooms. with a sigh, you decided to check leehans room, thinking it mightve ended up in his laundry by accident. but as you rummaged through his drawers, you found your panties, wrinkled and stained. your face turned red as you quickly grabbed them. "w-was leehan... with my panties...?" you whine blushing at the thought, before rushing back to your room.

you suddenly heard a sharp cry of your name coming from taesans room, his voice trembling as if he were crying, or maybe whining? your innocent mind immediately assumed he was hurt and needed you. as you approached his room, the sound of staggered breaths grew louder, confirming your worries. “taesan, are you okay?” you called out, pushing the door open, only to be met with the sight of him with your panties wrapped around his cock while thick ropes of his cum spilled out onto them, making eye contact with you with that cocky smirk while you covered your blushing face. was he really doing this? not only was leehan taking your underwear, but so was taesan!

you felt a large figure slowly come behind you making you squeak, it was leehan. "t-taesan.. leehan- w-what is this?" you watch taesan as he walked towards you chuckling.

"you just noticed? you didnt know i was the one taking your little lacey panties?" taesan asked cupping your face with his hands, smirking at your red face. it wasnt unusual for taesan or leehan to be touchy with you, cupping your face or kissing your neck- but this was something else. your heart was racing and you had just watched taesan cum while moaning your name oh so beautifully.

leehan was giggling behind you, "cant believe you got caught taesan." he swiveled you around to face him "i saw you found all your panties. sorry for taking them." he ran his hands down your body making you shiver, you knew his apology wasnt true.

"y-you guys are perverts..." you whisper, suddenly getting shy with their hands all over your body, leehans hands slipping under your shirt rubbing your sides while taesans hands slipped under your waistband. you did want them- you wanted them really bad, just as bad as they wanted you. and they knew that. they knew that from how many times theyve heard you moan out their names while finger fucking yourself.

taesan took innovative to tug your shirt all the way off, "you dunno how long ive waited" he mumbled moving your hair to kiss and suck on your neck while he played with the waistband of your shorts. leehan looked down at you humming, "me too..." he mumbled before smashing his lips against yours while desperately tugging down your shorts and panties at once, making taesan chuckle at his desperation.

taesan picked you up, pulling you away from leehan and throwing you down onto his bed, "let me use you angel, let me make you mine." he mumbled crawling on top of you burying his face into your tits kissing and sucking. his pants had already been thrown onto the floor, making his boner painfully obvious. leehan whined coming in between your legs "taesan stop taking her from me!" he mumbled swiping his fingers across your folds feeling your wetness. "yah,, shes already so wet for us," he giggled kissing your clit gently. you felt so shy, practically bucking into leehans face while you watched taesan.

taesan groaned licking and lapping at your tits while leehan worked on your pussy with his tongue. taesan suddenly got on his knees tugging your hair slapping his cock onto your face "use your pretty mouth angel baby. you got it," he hissed when you opened your mouth happily taking his length into your throat. he was big, you were gagging everytime you bobbed your head. leehans skilled tongue was making you moan around taesans cock and taesan loveddd the vibrations, he couldnt get enough of how good your mouth felt and leehan couldnt get enough of how delicious you tasted. he was starting to get pussy drunk as your juices mixed with his drool coated his chin, sloppily licking and pumpijg his fingers in and out of you while you worked your mouth so sweetly on taesans cock.

but taesan wanted more. he gripped your hair into makeshift pigtails before warning you "m gonna fuck your face, tap my leg if its too much" he grinned throwing his head back as he thrusted into your face ruthlessly and moved your head up and down. you started to cry. he loved this sight, your pretty teary eyes looking up at him while he ruined you. this was just what he needed. leehan was in a trance as he watched, humping taesans bed while he ate you out. your nose hit taesans tummy as his cum filled your throat, making you swallow it all. you and taesan came at the same time, your taste emitted a long satisfied moan from leehan as he slurped up your juices happily.

[1204love]

boynextdoor masterlist

smut - s | fluff - f

jaehyun

switch jaehyun (s)

sungho

~nothing yet~

riwoo

~nothing yet~

taesan

eating you out (s)

leehan

learning about fish and aqua life for him (f)

woonhak

~nothing yet~

ot6/units

first time with them (ot5 w/o wh) (s)

nsfw links (ot5 w/o wh) (s)