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haaii nie, any thoughts on sunghoon (or jay) & spanking? >_< hehe nd btw im also the anon that said ure my new favorite writer ,, !!

hi love!! i decided to go with both bc i have such clear visions for each of them :3 thank u so much for requesting and saying im ur fav writer >< i hope u enjoy ♡

warnings : dom/sub relations, spanking (obv), fingering, punishments, degradation

jay is a soft dom through and through. he doesn't usually get his pleasure from bringing you pain or degradation, instead likes to take his time with you and watch you fall apart slowly as he praises you for being his good girl. however if you misbehave bad enough or act like a brat, he'll dish out a punishment to put you back in your place. still likes to drag it out a little as he tells you to get on the bed with your head down and ass up and leaves you in that position with his hands running over your ass, luring you into a false sense of security until he suddenly brings his hand down harshly, drinking in your surprised moan. loves to see how soaked you get from it too, teases you about it and then does it again just for good measure. spanks you just enough to make sure you're reminded of your place, and then takes care of you by making you come over and over again as you promise to be good from now on.

sunghoon is the complete opposite. he's all about strictness and rules and will not take any kind of misbehaving from you lightly. splays you out over his lap, holding you down by your neck and harsly tugging down your panties. orders you to count as he delivers mean and harsh slaps to your ass. tells you to keep your position still or he will add more when you start squirming. roughly drags his fingers through your folds, collecting your wetness and smearing it out over your ass as he spanks you again. degardes you by calling you a filthy slut for getting so turned on by this. your pleas and cries won't do anything, he'll keep going until he's certain you've learned your lesson, even though he knows you secretly enjoy it when he's mean like this and you'll definitely misbehave again just for his punishments.

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im gonna be soft on here for a second bc i just wanna say ive been here for less than a week but i love all my moots so much like u all are so sweet and welcoming <3 and the ppl that read my works and take the time to like or reblog or even write little comments u all make my day frrrr

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𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 .

𝓨ang 𝓙ungwon

𝓛ee 𝓗eeseung

𝓙ay 𝓟ark

high and low (smut — 1.3k , prof x student)

free use w/ jay (smut — hard thought)

spanking w/ jay (ft. sunghoon) (smut — hard thought)

𝓙ake 𝓢im

𝓟ark 𝓢unghoon

sweet like you (smut — 0.6k , somnophilia)

spanking w/ sunghoon (ft. jay) (smut — hard thought)

𝓚im 𝓢unoo

𝓝ishimura 𝓡iki

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haaii nie, any thoughts on sunghoon (or jay) & spanking? >_< hehe nd btw im also the anon that said ure my new favorite writer ,, !!

hi love!! i decided to go with both bc i have such clear visions for each of them :3 thank u so much for requesting and saying im ur fav writer >< i hope u enjoy ♡

warnings : dom/sub relations, spanking (obv), fingering, punishments, degradation

jay is a soft dom through and through. he doesn't usually get his pleasure from bringing you pain or degradation, instead likes to take his time with you and watch you fall apart slowly as he praises you for being his good girl. however if you misbehave bad enough or act like a brat, he'll dish out a punishment to put you back in your place. still likes to drag it out a little as he tells you to get on the bed with your head down and ass up and leaves you in that position with his hands running over your ass, luring you into a false sense of security until he suddenly brings his hand down harshly, drinking in your surprised moan. loves to see how soaked you get from it too, teases you about it and then does it again just for good measure. spanks you just enough to make sure you're reminded of your place, and then takes care of you by making you come over and over again as you promise to be good from now on.

sunghoon is the complete opposite. he's all about strictness and rules and will not take any kind of misbehaving from you lightly. splays you out over his lap, holding you down by your neck and harsly tugging down your panties. orders you to count as he delivers mean and harsh slaps to your ass. tells you to keep your position still or he will add more when you start squirming. roughly drags his fingers through your folds, collecting your wetness and smearing it out over your ass as he spanks you again. degardes you by calling you a filthy slut for getting so turned on by this. your pleas and cries won't do anything, he'll keep going until he's certain you've learned your lesson, even though he knows you secretly enjoy it when he's mean like this and you'll definitely misbehave again just for his punishments.

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SWEET LIKE YOU ─ P. SH wc. 691 smut ! mdni

sunghoon x fem reader, somnophilia, praise, petnames, fluff? idk it’s all very soft, cockwarming, unprotected sex (don’t do this)

written and edited by me so i apologize if there are mistakes. reblogs and comments are always appreciated ♡

you’re lying on your side. eyes closed, hair splayed out over the pillow, dress ridden up to reveal your panties, and you’re making cute little sounds every time you take a breath. very clearly deep asleep, so unaware of anything happening around you. and so pretty.

fuck. sunghoon needs you now.

today had been exhausting. he’d missed the bus, arriving late at work where his boss had yelled at him, and to top it off the coffee machine had broken down and spilled brown liquid all over his crisp white shirt, and he didn’t have any replacements available. he’d come home planning to just take a shower and call it a night, but seeing you on the bed like this suddenly gives him a very different idea on how to relieve some of his stress

he quietly shrugs off his shirt and pants, until he’s left standing in his underwear. he feels a little bit like a creep, staring at your sleeping form like this, but you had made it very clear that if he ever comes home feeling needy while you were already asleep, he’d be welcome to just use your sleeping body to get off.

and god if that wasn’t one of the hottest things in the world. his perfect girlfriend, trusting him enough to do this. he sets one knee down on the mattress and reaches out to lightly stroke your exposed ass with his fingertips. your skin is so soft, and you barely so much as stir as he pushes your pretty sleepdress up further, letting his fingers feel the lacey material of the thong you’re wearing.

shit. it’s easy to get hard like this. your sleeping form so cute and unassuming, so innocent to the way he carefully lays down behind you and pulls your panties to the side to gain access to your pussy. he runs his fingers through your slit, feeling you grow wet at his ministrations. fuck, you’re so pliant like this. he bites back a groan as he reaches down his own underwear to pull out his cock, painfully hard at this point.

he drapes an arm over you, pulling your body flush to his, burying his nose in your neck and inhaling the sweet scent of your body wash still apparent on your soft skin. his stupid heart swells when you lace your hand with his on your stomach, still asleep but your body so responsive to him, wanting him to be close to you in whatever way possible.

he guides his cock to your folds with his other hand and barely stifles another groan when he feels your wetness. the slide in is easy, your body so loose and pliant, and he tightens his grip around your waist as he starts to move. he starts out with slow, careful thrusts, until your breathing becomes lighter and you stir awake.

“…hoonie?”

and fuck, your sleepy voice sounds like heaven, all light and sweet and angelic.

“shh, baby it’s okay. just let me use you a little bit longer, i’m almost finished.” his thrusts speed up a little, as he feels himself grow closer to his release. “you’re so perfect, so good for me,” he praises.

you yawn as you arch your back a little, giving him better access to fuck into you. he pulls his hand free of your grip and trails his way down your stomach to find your clit. you let out the prettiest whine before clenching down on him hard as you reach your high. “so good, baby, that’s it. wish i could keep you like this forever.”

he doesn’t last much longer before coming too, sucking on your neck and biting down to avoid moaning too loud in the quietness of the room. it’s heaven and he loses himself in the pleasure of filling up your pretty little hole with his cum.

when he comes back down, he’s overcome with the need to stay with you like this forever. and so, he opts to simply stay connected, smirking when you gasp as you catch onto his plan when he doesn’t pull his cock back out of you.

“gonna keep you nice and full tonight, baby. gotta make sure you stay warm and loose on my cock for me.”

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if you saw me accidentally post something instead of throwing it in my drafts no you didnt <3

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any thoughts or drabbles for jay? 😩

absolutely !!!! i am always thinking about jay you dont even understand

warnings : free use , unprotected sex , hole inspections

free use is a concept you’d brought up once to him before. initially his eyes had widened and he’d choked on his words, which you’d taken it as a sign he wasn’t into it. not a problem, it’s not like your sex life was boring with him anyway. however, your proposal had done something irreversible to his brain, and he can’t stop thinking about the fact that you love him enough to be willing to give him access to your body whenever he wants.

so when you walk into the living room wearing one of his t shirts, still a bit sleepy, the hem of his shirt barely covering your ass, revealing that you’re not wearing any underwear, he loses it and needs you. is a bit nervous at first to bring it up again, but after you’d smiled at him knowingly and told him the offer still stands and he could take you up on it whenever he feels like it, he gains a little more confidence.

comes up behind you in the kitchen when you’re making breakfast, tells you to continue doing what you’re doing as he fucks his cock into you. joins you later in the bathroom, bending you over the sink and having his way with you again.

loves it the most when he’s already had a few rounds with you, and you’re slightly dazed, a little unsteady on your feet from your body being used like this, his cum all over your abused cunt and ass. you’re just so cute like this he can’t help but take you again, drinking in your soft whines as he pushes you up against a wall, one of your legs hiked up over his arm as he fucks his drying cum back into you.

by the end of the day doesn’t even fuck you anymore, instead he pushes your legs up when you lay down on the couch, giving him a perfect view to inspect your ruined and dripping pussy. it’s kind of embarrassing and you protest at first, feeling humiliated. he strengthens his hold on your thighs and forces you to stay spread open for him, “just wanna see, angel. your little holes are just so pretty. and all mine.” and you can’t help but feel a spark of something primal and hot at his words and actions and you end up begging him to just fill you up you one more time. “my pretty baby, still not satisfied? i guess i haven’t given you enough, hmm?”

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hihiii nie <33 js read your post about freeuse w jay and goshh,, that was so yum 🙂‍↕️🫶 also, your layout is so prettyy 💗

aria!!! hehe im glad u enjoyed my writing, ill have to check out ur works later when i have time 🫡 thank u so much !! i look forward to interacting with u more 💗

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ohmaga my new fav writer forreal… !! :3

whattttt im ur favorite?!!!! anon thats the sweetest thing ever thank u so much 💗 i hope u enjoy my future works too (and feel free to send in requests if u ever want me to write smth specific)

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girl, ur theme is so pretty wtf

hiiii thank you bby >< i could say the same about yours its so gorgeous !!

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SWEET LIKE YOU ─ P. SH wc. 691 smut ! mdni

sunghoon x fem reader, somnophilia, praise, petnames, fluff? idk it’s all very soft, cockwarming, unprotected sex (don’t do this)

written and edited by me so i apologize if there are mistakes. reblogs and comments are always appreciated ♡

you’re lying on your side. eyes closed, hair splayed out over the pillow, dress ridden up to reveal your panties, and you’re making cute little sounds every time you take a breath. very clearly deep asleep, so unaware of anything happening around you. and so pretty.

fuck. sunghoon needs you now.

today had been exhausting. he’d missed the bus, arriving late at work where his boss had yelled at him, and to top it off the coffee machine had broken down and spilled brown liquid all over his crisp white shirt, and he didn’t have any replacements available. he’d come home planning to just take a shower and call it a night, but seeing you on the bed like this suddenly gives him a very different idea on how to relieve some of his stress

he quietly shrugs off his shirt and pants, until he’s left standing in his underwear. he feels a little bit like a creep, staring at your sleeping form like this, but you had made it very clear that if he ever comes home feeling needy while you were already asleep, he’d be welcome to just use your sleeping body to get off.

and god if that wasn’t one of the hottest things in the world. his perfect girlfriend, trusting him enough to do this. he sets one knee down on the mattress and reaches out to lightly stroke your exposed ass with his fingertips. your skin is so soft, and you barely so much as stir as he pushes your pretty sleepdress up further, letting his fingers feel the lacey material of the thong you’re wearing.

shit. it’s easy to get hard like this. your sleeping form so cute and unassuming, so innocent to the way he carefully lays down behind you and pulls your panties to the side to gain access to your pussy. he runs his fingers through your slit, feeling you grow wet at his ministrations. fuck, you’re so pliant like this. he bites back a groan as he reaches down his own underwear to pull out his cock, painfully hard at this point.

he drapes an arm over you, pulling your body flush to his, burying his nose in your neck and inhaling the sweet scent of your body wash still apparent on your soft skin. his stupid heart swells when you lace your hand with his on your stomach, still asleep but your body so responsive to him, wanting him to be close to you in whatever way possible.

he guides his cock to your folds with his other hand and barely stifles another groan when he feels your wetness. the slide in is easy, your body so loose and pliant, and he tightens his grip around your waist as he starts to move. he starts out with slow, careful thrusts, until your breathing becomes lighter and you stir awake.

“…hoonie?”

and fuck, your sleepy voice sounds like heaven, all light and sweet and angelic.

“shh, baby it’s okay. just let me use you a little bit longer, i’m almost finished.” his thrusts speed up a little, as he feels himself grow closer to his release. “you’re so perfect, so good for me,” he praises.

you yawn as you arch your back a little, giving him better access to fuck into you. he pulls his hand free of your grip and trails his way down your stomach to find your clit. you let out the prettiest whine before clenching down on him hard as you reach your high. “so good, baby, that’s it. wish i could keep you like this forever.”

he doesn’t last much longer before coming too, sucking on your neck and biting down to avoid moaning too loud in the quietness of the room. it’s heaven and he loses himself in the pleasure of filling up your pretty little hole with his cum.

when he comes back down, he’s overcome with the need to stay with you like this forever. and so, he opts to simply stay connected, smirking when you gasp as you catch onto his plan when he doesn’t pull his cock back out of you.

“gonna keep you nice and full tonight, baby. gotta make sure you stay warm and loose on my cock for me.”

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your boss, park sunghoon, was a ceo that nearly everyone looked up to. you don't know how you got the job as his personal assistant, it just kind of happened. you were only looking for a job that paid fairly well and wouldn't drain the life out of you, as opposed to your last one.

so when you got the offer to be the personal assistant of a ceo, you obviously didn't turn it down. the position paid well, and you got to eyefuck a handsome man nearly every second of the day.

park sunghoon was a man of himself, in his mid 20s, always wearing a crisp white shirt, sleeves pushed up, an expensive watch, his dark hair styled perfectly, his glasses. not to mention—he was tall, respectful, and had a lean build. he was the blueprint of every woman's ideal type.

and though you were relatively close to his age, and were complimented by many, you would've never expected to have a chance with your boss.

the day starts early and normal. you begin by checking his calendar, fixing files, and bringing him his favourite oatmilk coffee order, making it just right, earning a small compliment every time.

there was always an undeniable tension between the two of you. just little moments where you'd both stare for a little too long, accidentally brush hands, but on this particular day.. it showed more than ever.

when you're in the copy room, his hips brush against your ass trying to move past you as you stand in front of the printer. he doesn't even mutter a small "sorry," but instead carries on like it was a normal thing.

he also stands way too close when he reviews something with you on the projector screen, standing just a little behind you as you feel his tall and muscular figure hover over yours.

your hands softly brush when you pass him a pen, and you swear you see him slightly smirk. maybe you were overthinking, but those little "accidents" didn't mean nothing to you.

when it's late and the office closes, you both usually stay behind a few extra minutes to plan his schedule for tomorrow.

he calls you into his office like always. you walk in, the modern room dead silent with the only light source coming from the warm ceiling lights and a big lamp in the corner of the room.

"close the door," he says, voice low as he shuffles through files, not making eye contact with you. normally, he never asked you to, but you didn't think much of it at the moment.

you walk over to shut the door, heels clinking against the dark tiled floor with your hair tied back in a sleek yet effortlessly messy claw clip. the first front buttons of your black dress shirt are undone, slightly exposing your cleavage, and your tight pencil skirt ends just above your knees, perfectly hugging your curves.

he's seated in his leather chair, legs spread as he finally makes eye contact with you, jaw tense, and eyes dark behind his lenses. "come here."

you walk over to him, setting your clipboard and pen down on his desk that was clean, minimalist, but piled with paperwork. "y/n," he says, voice low as he glances down for a second.

the way he uses your first name catches you off guard. usually, he addresses you as "miss l/n." your name slipping past his lips is enough for several thoughts to rush through your head.

am i about to get fired? did i accidentally schedule one of his meetings for the wrong time? did i say something wrong?

all your racing thoughts are shut down when he finally speaks. "you know how fucking hard it is to sit through meetings when you look like that?"

oh. speaking of meetings.

you gulp. sure, maybe sometimes you liked to be a slight tease at the worst times—for lack of a better word—at meetings. your front buttons were purposely undone to show off your collarbones and the top of your plush breasts sitting pretty in your lace bra. your hips grinding down in the seat as you pretended to shift your position.

truthfully, you didn't even think he noticed. you never thought he paid that much attention to you. so really, you thought you were just teasing for your own satisfaction.

"you think i don't notice how you tease me? walking around like a little slut in that tight skirt," he says, looking back up at you, his sharp features defined from the warm lighting in the eerily quiet room.

the only sounds heard are your heavy breathing and his lighter, more controlled ones.

"s-sir, it's not like that—" you stutter, but before you can get the full sentence out, he grips your wrist and pulls you down onto his lap, his lips immediately crashing onto yours.

his soft lips move against yours, rough and filthy, fingers working your dress shirt open completely until your tits spill out, cupped so prettily in your lace bra.

"bet you soaked through your cute little panties just from me looking at you," he mutters into the kiss, one hand already sliding under your skirt to graze over your clothed pussy. and to no surprise, you’re soaked.

you moan softly at the contact, hands resting on his shoulders as he pushes your skirt up to your hips, giving you full access to straddle him properly—but mostly, giving him better access to you.

your hands reach back to pull your heels off, landing on the tiled floor with two sharp clinks.

"been wanting to ruin you on this chair for weeks," he groans, lips breaking from yours to latch onto your neck and breasts, sloppily and hungrily sucking little bruises into your skin. he tugs your panties to the side, the cold air hitting your bare pussy and making you shiver.

one hand grips your naked hip while the other holds your back, pulling you closer to him. you tug on his tie, loosening it so his collarbones and broad shoulders peek out from under his shirt. he unzips his pants, freeing his thick, leaking cock.

his mouth detaches from your neck, chest rising and falling. your eyes trail down as you adjust your hips to sit just above his cock, then slowly sinking down.

your head falls back, lips parting in a gasp as he grunts underneath you. your tight, soaked pussy takes all of him in with ease.

you start to bounce slowly, finding your rhythm. both of his hands firmly grip your hips.

"so fuckin’ tight around me, shit—" he hisses, before pulling you down for another kiss. this time, it’s more messy and needier. your lipgloss smears across his jaw as his hand wraps around your throat, gently squeezing, holding you there as your bodies move together.

you break the kiss to pant, moaning as your thighs begin to ache from the effort. he notices and starts guiding your hips himself, helping you ride him.

the slap of your ass meeting his thighs, the wet sound of your pussy, your soft cries and his deep groans—all of it fills the room.

his hand slaps your ass, rough and loud. "you love being used by your boss, huh? such a good fuckin’ assistant."

the only thing leaving your lips are desperate moans, cries, and incoherent curses. it’s impossible to form a full sentence when you’re getting fucked dumb on your boss’s cock.

"nghh—fuck! sunghoon!" you whine, your nails digging into his shoulders as the knot in your stomach becomes tighter, his cock hitting your deepest spots with every thrust.

"that’s right, fuck.. cum all over this cock. you know you wanted it so bad," he pants, a few strands of dark hair sticking to his damp forehead. the more he thrusts up into you, the tighter you get, making his cock twitch inside your slick walls.

you both cum—his thick, warm release filling you up, while yours drips messily down his length and onto his slacks.

he stays inside for a second, chest heaving before he finally pulls out, watching the mess of your milky fluids and his own slowly leak out of your pussy.

you look like a mess. but a hot, perfect mess. your claw clip barely hanging on, lipgloss smudged, eyes glassy, and pussy sore and pulsing.

he reaches into his pocket, pulling out a sleek black credit card and dropping it onto your lap.

"buy yourself something pretty. wanna see you wear it tomorrow."

you giggle softly, still breathless. "should i put it on your tab or the company’s?"

he smirks, leaning in. "both. you’ve earned it."

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BEAUTIFUL THEME YUMMMMMMM

AAAAA thank u cutieeee ><

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any thoughts or drabbles for jay? 😩

absolutely !!!! i am always thinking about jay you dont even understand

warnings : free use , unprotected sex , hole inspections

free use is a concept you’d brought up once to him before. initially his eyes had widened and he’d choked on his words, which you’d taken it as a sign he wasn’t into it. not a problem, it’s not like your sex life was boring with him anyway. however, your proposal had done something irreversible to his brain, and he can’t stop thinking about the fact that you love him enough to be willing to give him access to your body whenever he wants.

so when you walk into the living room wearing one of his t shirts, still a bit sleepy, the hem of his shirt barely covering your ass, revealing that you’re not wearing any underwear, he loses it and needs you. is a bit nervous at first to bring it up again, but after you’d smiled at him knowingly and told him the offer still stands and he could take you up on it whenever he feels like it, he gains a little more confidence.

comes up behind you in the kitchen when you’re making breakfast, tells you to continue doing what you’re doing as he fucks his cock into you. joins you later in the bathroom, bending you over the sink and having his way with you again.

loves it the most when he’s already had a few rounds with you, and you’re slightly dazed, a little unsteady on your feet from your body being used like this, his cum all over your abused cunt and ass. you’re just so cute like this he can’t help but take you again, drinking in your soft whines as he pushes you up against a wall, one of your legs hiked up over his arm as he fucks his drying cum back into you.

by the end of the day doesn’t even fuck you anymore, instead he pushes your legs up when you lay down on the couch, giving him a perfect view to inspect your ruined and dripping pussy. it’s kind of embarrassing and you protest at first, feeling humiliated. he strengthens his hold on your thighs and forces you to stay spread open for him, “just wanna see, angel. your little holes are just so pretty. and all mine.” and you can’t help but feel a spark of something primal and hot at his words and actions and you end up begging him to just fill you up you one more time. “my pretty baby, still not satisfied? i guess i haven’t given you enough, hmm?”

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hi loves ! when sending asks / following me pls remember to have ur age visible somewhere so i know ur not a minor ♡ u can find this + my other rules here

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hard hours: open ! feel free to send me nsfw requests for enha <3

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HIGH AND LOW ─ P. JS wc. 1.3k smut ! MDNI

college professor!jay x student!reader, reader is of age but there is an age difference, spanking, kind of dom/sub, unprotected sex (don’t do this irl obv), exhibitionism

all very unrealistic, this is just porn. i hope you all enjoy my first fic ! written and edited by me, sorry if there are any mistakes. comments and reblogs are appreciated <3

“you don’t think i know exactly the reason why you failed?” your professor mr. park glares up at you with furrowed brows. you’d walked up to his desk with so much confidence, planning to confront him about your grade. but now that he’s pinned you in place with his hard stare, you shift your weight uncomfortably, suddenly not so confident anymore. the thing is, you also know why you failed. it wasn’t like you were particularly bad at science, it was just extremely hard to pay attention in class when your professor looked like that.

“um…” it comes out a little uneven, so you clear your throat. you had a whole monologue planned, but none of it registers in your mind anymore. he raises an eyebrow in question, and you start feeling a bit embarrassed. was it always this hot in the classroom?

he stands up and walks from behind his desk until he’s right in front of you. the height difference between you two is not astronomical, but it feels like he’s towering over you as you shrink further into yourself. he doesn’t break eye contact as he stares you down.

“see i believe,” he whispers lowly. “you’ve been too lost in your own head thinking about me.”

you open your mouth to protest, but he cuts you off. “i’ve noticed, you know. i’m not stupid. i see the way you look at me, see the way you squeeze your thighs under your desk when you wear those little mini skirts.”

shit.

he grabs your chin and tilts your head up, forcing you to keep eye contact as he continues. “i think it’s time for me to teach you a real lesson, hmm?”

“i— mr. park, i don’t—“ he cuts you off again by spinning you around and bending you over his desk, holding your hands behind your back and pressing up behind you as he keeps you in place with his body. “what? gonna tell me to stop? gonna tell me that you didn’t spend the past three months in my class imagining exactly this?”

“please,” you breathe. it’s so sudden and desperate that it surprises even you.

your professor has the nerve to fucking laugh at your response. “that’s what i thought.” suddenly he’s kissing your neck, his body caging yours against the desk as he lays down on top of you. you let out a pained whimper as he bites down, leaving a mark that will be impossible to cover up. claiming you as his. “so perfect,” he whispers against your skin before he straightens up behind you again, his hand lands on your thigh, playing with the hem of your skirt.

“…i can’t believe it!” it’s distant, but you can clearly hear voices outside the door, and you become acutely aware that you’re still inside a fucking classroom, and anyone could just walk in at any given moment. your professor doesn’t really seem to care, as he pushes up your skirt in one swift motion. he grabs at your ass, pulling you open slightly to reveal your already soaked panties.

he hums, satisfied upon discovering your arousal. “knew you’d be into this,” mr. park mutters. “you probably don’t even give a fuck that there are people outside right now, hmm?” it’s not entirely true. you’d heard the voices move on further down the hallway a second earlier, but the idea of getting caught like this still makes you squirm.

there’s a noise that sounds like fabric ripping and it takes you a beat before you realize your professor just ripped your fucking panties off you, effectively exposing your glistening cunt to the cold air of the classroom. you whimper as mr. park lands a harsh spank against your bare ass.

“count them for me.” it’s a clear order, spoken with so much dominance that it sends a shiver of pleasure down your spine. “o— one,” you manage to get out. your voice sounds distant to your own ears, already winded from the shock of being forced to submit like this.

“two!” you yell out as he spanks you a second time without warning. it’s way harder than the first, pain searing from where his hand made contact with your skin. he brings his hand down again, gently this time as he soothingly rubs your reddening cheek and pulls you open again, chuckling when he sees you’re dripping with arousal.

“filthy little girl,” he muses. “not really a punishment if you’re enjoying it this much, is it?”

by the fourth slap you’re barely coherent. it hurts but it feels good at the same time, and your mind is getting a bit fuzzy from the feeling of emptiness in your pussy.

“one more,” comes your warning before he lands a final slap right on your cunt, a disgusting squelching noise accompanying it from your wetness. you whimper again as you push your ass up further, back arching prettily, face twisted in pain. “did so well for me angel, gonna be a good girl for me now?”

“yes— yes i’ll be good! just please— please, just need to be full.” you spread your legs further to emphasize your point, no longer concerned with the fact that anyone could walk in here at any time, so consumed with the need to be filled up.

“that’s a good girl, begging for me like that.” he curls two of his fingers against your cunt, collecting your wetness before easily slipping them inside and you moan loudly. “fuck. gonna have to be quieter than that baby.” he lets go of your wrists and brings his hand up to your mouth. “open,” he commands, and you easily oblige, sucking in his middle and ring fingers, his digits silencing you just a little bit.

“look so good taking my fingers like this, pretty girl.”

and as much as he would love to just keep you like this for the rest of the day, one look at the clock tells him he needs to hurry this along if he wants to be done with you before his next class starts.

you whine desperately when he removes his fingers from your cunt, suddenly feeling painfully empty again. “shh,” mr. park soothes you. “gonna fuck you on my cock now. make you feel nice and full with my cum.” and god, the thought of walking out of this classroom without panties, your professor’s cum mixed with your own dripping down your legs is so fucking hot it has you gagging on his fingers a little.

you hear him fumbling with his zipper, then the rustling of fabric as he pulls his cock free. he doesn’t push in right away, instead opting to run the tip through your folds first. tears spring to your eyes as the tip catches on your hole and he finally fucks into you with a groan. “shit, baby how are you still so tight?” there’s an edge to his voice now too, slightly deeper and raspy from the pleasure of how tight you’re gripping his cock.

he could get used to this.

the pace he sets is rough from the start, not wasting any time going slow. your tears spill over from how deep he’s fucking you, you swear you can feel him all the way in your stomach rearranging your guts. you keen as he pulls his fingers out of your mouth and brings them down to find your clit, rubbing circles in time with his thrusts. “gonna cum for me, pretty girl?”

you can feel the pressure build as your breathing gets heavier, and your mind is being pushed to the edge of haziness as you squeeze your eyes shut with a desperate whine.

“let go for me, baby. just let it happen.” his voice sounds distant as you finally reach your high.

“fuck. pretty girl, breathe.” the command cuts through in time for you to remember to take a breath and he fucks you through your high, waves of pleasure overtaking you as a ring of your cum slowly forms around the base of his cock with every thrust. the sight is enough to send him over the edge too, coming hard with a groan of your name and a curse.

you whine a little from overstimulation, still so full as mr. park rides his own orgasm out.

he brushes a strand of hair out of your face, suddenly careful as he pulls out of you with a satisfied hum. “so good for me, angel. did so well.” you stand up straight, a little shaky on your legs as you look up at him, hazy look still on your face. “gonna have to run to catch your next class, though” he adds with a knowing smirk.