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hongcherry · 9 days ago

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i love mean yunho

fed up || j.yh (m)

You know just how to rile up the usually sunny CEO.

💛 Pairing: ceo!Yunho x employee!Reader 💛 Rating/Genres/AUs: M(18+)/Smut/Office au 💛 Word Count: 2.2k 💛 Warnings: Yunho is MEAN, bigDick!Yunho, dirty talk, rough oral (m. rec), face fucking, gagging, nicknames (pretty girl, (fuck)doll, baby, slut, toy), sir kink, size kink if you squint, secret exhibitionism, crying, very brief restricted breathing 💛 Author's Note: A WIP I've had in my drafts for too long 🚬 *sigh* also, hi 🥺 it's been a long time sorry :c

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“Mr. Jeong?” your voice rings out from the other side of his cracked door.

“Come in,” he replies, attention drifting away from his computer screen. He watches as you enter and close his door. You seem fidgety like you’re nervous or eager. He figures it’s the latter.

“You wanted to see me, sir?” you question, stepping up to his desk, hands clasped together politely in front of you.

Yunho stands and rounds his desk languidly. His heart races knowing your innocence is fake. Your little mouth has been running all day, spewing flirtatious conversations with nearly everyone who stops at your reception desk.

“Did anyone see you come here?” he asks. He glances behind you at the door as if expecting someone to barge in.

You shake your head and reply, “No, sir.”

Yunho’s gaze shifts to yours. You’re staring up at him with those pretty eyes—eyes he loves seeing rolled back into your head as he ruins you.

He’s not dumb. He knows you’re playing with him, riling him up until he snaps. While Yunho’s frustrated with your need to test him, he’s also excited to give you what you want. He loves knowing you like it rough like him.

So with that thought in mind, he suddenly grasps your jaw and angles it upward. Your eyes widen as a small gasp falls from your lips.

“Want dick so bad you’ll talk up every man you see, hm? What? My cock isn’t good enough?” he taunts, eyes narrowing.

“It is! I want you. Just you,” you whine.

Yunho smirks at your true colors showing.

“Then come get it,” he replies. He releases your jaw and sits back down in his chair.

You stare at him, dumbfounded. He finds amusement in knowing you had expected—hoped—for more of a fight. You shouldn’t worry, though. He hasn’t even gotten started.

When you stand between his legs, he lowers you down and shuffles you back until you’re under his desk. He adjusts the height of his chair to make sure you have enough room to please him.

“Well, baby?” he prompts, giving one of your thighs a gentle nudge with his foot.

Yunho leans back while you begin palming him through his slacks. He’s not completely hard, but he knows he’ll be so soon.

“This all you gonna do?” he huffs. “I thought you were eager for dick.”

You frown and reach for his zipper. Though before you can touch it, he grips your hand.

He gives you a pointed stare. “You better make this good after the shit you did.”

Nodding, you reach for it again, but his grip tightens.

“You forget your manners, pretty girl?” he asks.

“No, sir.”

“Then respond,” he says with a clipped tone. “Are you going to make this good?”

“Yes, sir. I’ll make up for what I did,” you answer.

He hums and lets go.

You wait a second to see if he has anything else to say before unzipping his pants and pulling them and his underwear down.

Yunho suppresses the sigh he wants to emit when you free his semi-hard cock.

This time, you don’t waste any seconds as you lean in and kiss along his thick shaft. Your eyes find his when you lower your mouth, engulfing his fat cock as much as you can.

Yunho watches your mouth stretch. He loves how big he is between your lips. He hopes your jaw aches when he’s done with you, reminding you of his size.

Your eyes close to focus on your movements while you bob your head. Your cheeks are hallowed, tongue massaging the underside of his length as you suck.

Yunho releases a throaty moan. While it feels good to have his cock sucked, he needs to remind you why he really called you into his office.

Yunho grabs your head before he abruptly thrusts his hips as he brings you down.

You gag, eyes flying open briefly, then squeezing shut as you try to endure it; however, you’re not able to. You begin to pull away, but Yunho brings you down until your nose touches his skin. He moans at feeling his cock down your tight throat.

You dig your nails into his thighs and try to lift up again.

“Ah ah ah, no you don’t, baby,” he chides, gripping your head roughly to hold you still. “Bad mouths like yours need to be punished.”

You whine, but it only makes him moan from the vibrations. He stays still for a second before he rolls his hips up continuously.

“This is what you wanted, though. My cock fucking this filthy mouth,” he grits while he keeps sliding down your throat.

Your hands on his thighs tighten, tears running down your cheeks. You try hard to focus on breathing, but he’s fucking your face so roughly you can’t even focus on that.

You’re on the verge of tapping his thigh thrice, an indicator to stop, when he pulls out. You inhale too quickly and choke on your spit.

“Easy there, doll,” Yunho hums. He relaxes his hold on your head and gives you gentle pats. You appreciate the gesture, smiling up at him with reassurance.

Yunho opens his mouth to reply when a knock interrupts him.

“Mr. Jeong, I have a quick question. Can I come in?”

Yunho recognizes the voice to be Wooyoung, one of his department heads and a friend.

Yunho glances down at you, panic evident on your face.

“Make a sound and we’re done. Understood?” he questions sternly.

“Yes, sir,” you whisper.

Yunho sits up straighter and places a hand on his mouse to appear like he is working. He leaves his other on your head.

Yunho clears his voice before calling out to Wooyoung, who enters with a smile.

“Hey, boss,” he chirps.

“What can I help you with?” Yunho asks, returning the smile.

“So, San’s team says they need another week to gather the data for the presentation that’s supposed to happen in four days, but we’ve already delayed it by five, and I don’t know if the investors are going to be happy with another reschedule. What should we do?”

All the while Wooyoung’s talking, Yunho forces your head closer. He can feel your resistance and your tightly closed lips against his tip.

Yunho moves his hand to pinch your nose, cutting off your breathing. Fuck, does he wish he could see your face. He bets you look so cute panicked.

“Why does San need more time?” Yunho questions.

The moment Yunho feels your lips part to inhale, he pushes his tip inside and releases your nose. You make a small gasp that catches his friend’s attention.

“—aren’t giving him the info he needs—you okay, Yunho?” Wooyoung asks.

“All good, Woo. I just remembered we have that company dinner later this month,” Yunho answers and taps your cheek to indicate for you to move.

Wooyoung laughs. “That has nothing to do with this issue.”

Yunho holds back his moan as you bob your head on his tip. Your tongue swirls and licks his slit heavenly.

“Sorry, man. Busy day.” Yunho chuckles.

Wooyoung nods in understanding. “So, what do I do?”

Yunho sighs, but it’s more as a response to you taking a little more of him in your warm mouth than Wooyoung’s dilemma.

“Try to get San some backup. We can pause projects that don’t have immediate deadlines. Let’s try to shorten the—” Yunho inhales sharply when he feels your teeth graze his shaft teasingly. He almost shoves his cock down your throat in retaliation, but he knows that’ll surely alert Wooyoung of your presence. And while the thought of getting caught is thrilling, he doesn’t actually want that to happen. He wants you all to himself.

“What else did you remember this time?” Wooyoung jokes.

Yunho shakes his head and forces out a laugh. “Nothing you need to know.”

He feels you smirking as you continue to silently suck him off. Fucking brat.

“Okay,” Wooyoung answers, seemingly not needing Yunho’s advice anymore. “I’ll get San more help, so if we have to delay the meeting again, it’ll only be for a day or two.”

Yunho nods, glad Wooyoung understood where he was going.

“Sounds good. Thanks for the update,” Yunho says, rubbing your head gently.

“Anytime! I hope you get some rest soon,” Wooyoung replies as he walks toward the door.

“I will.” Yunho smiles.

Wooyoung leaves with a wave, plunging the room into an eerie silence. Your movements begin slowly.

Yunho lets the clock tick a few seconds to ensure Wooyoung doesn’t return with a forgotten trouble. When he decides the coast is clear, he yanks your head forward—forcing his cock to shove down your throat.

Your yelp is muffled, and your hands claw at his thigh.

“Thought you were real smart, huh, doll?” Yunho huffs.

He slowly rolls his chair back to get a better view, keeping your face against his pelvis. You stare at him with big eyes while crawling forward.

Yunho snaps his hips up once, causing you to gag and squeeze his thighs more.

“Bet you’re soaking through your panties, hm? Want my cock in your pussy too?” he asks almost mockingly.

You nod enthusiastically, watery eyes filled with hope. He scoffs.

“Greedy fucking slut,” he grunts and bucks his hips roughly once again.

You sputter, yanking from his cock so you can fill your lungs with oxygen. He slaps his dick against your face as you pant, permitting you a moment to rest. Some of your spit that coats his dick lands on your cheek. Yunho doesn’t bother to wipe it away.

“Come on, doll,” Yunho says and pulls you closer again. “You can take this.”

Yunho doesn’t give you a chance to respond or prepare before he sinks your head down again. His movements are swift and rough, moving your head however he pleases.

“That’s it, baby,” he groans, feeling his tummy tighten with how close he is. “That’s my good little slut.”

You grip his thighs more, either for encouragement or as an attempt to pull away, Yunho’s not entirely sure. His brain is too foggy, and his only objective is to fill your small mouth with his seed.

Yunho still grips your head, but instead of moving you, he starts snapping his hips into your face. Your eyes sew shut, new tears flowing over your cheeks.

“You’re p-perfect. My perfect fuckdoll. Letting me use you how I want. Holy fuck, baby,” he rambles through frantic pants.

Yunho suddenly pulls out of your mouth and drags you up to your feet. His plan to come into your mouth changed when he got an idea.

Your hands fly back to grip his desk from the abrupt change.

He hastily lifts your skirt, pushing it into your hands until you get the message. Then, he yanks down your underwear slightly and holds it open as he rapidly pumps his cock.

White hot cum spurts onto the inside of your panties seconds later, some landing on your pussy. It pools on the fabric and dampens the material. Yunho bites his lower lip to quiet his moans, but they still rumble in the back of his throat louder than intended.

He curses and releases your underwear, the band snapping against your skin.

He falls back into his chair with his head thrown back as he lets his orgasm course through him.

You watch, unsure and overflowing with need. You want to let him have his moment, but you’re so eager to feel him inside you that you can’t wait any longer.

You take a step closer and begin to slide down your underwear.

Yunho grabs one of your hands to stop you.

“You don’t get to come.”

“W-What?” you stammer.

“I’m giving you what you want,” he coos in faux innocence. “Punishment.”

“No, please, Yunho. Please,” you beg, hands reaching out for him.

Yunho grabs both your hands but keeps you at a distance. His chest still rises and falls quickly, but when he speaks, his voice is steady.

“When you leave, you go straight back to your desk. Don’t even think about touching yourself.”

“Please, Yunho! I’m sorry I got you mad,” you say desperately. “You can do whatever you want with me—use me like your personal toy. Just let me come!”

Yunho makes no attempt to move.

“I expect you to be in my office an hour after closing. Maybe if I see you being good, I’ll fuck you nice and dumb,” he bargains and drops your hands.

You remain still, probably debating whether to beg more or accept your fate.

“You’d like that, right?” Yunho hums when you don’t answer. “No thoughts in that silly head of yours, just my cock filling your tight cunt?”

You nod with a slight frown. Your legs subtly rub together from the imagery he put in your head.

“Then go back to work and behave,” he demands.

You gulp, lingering in front of him as if he’ll change his mind.

Yunho tears his focus from you. He readjusts his clothes, raises the chair, and shakes his mouse to wake up his desktop.

In the corner of his eyes, he sees you hesitantly move away. Your walk is a little funny—no doubt from feeling his cum in your panties. Knowing he’s sending you back like that makes him smirk as he types in his login.

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hongcherry · 9 days ago

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HA I too was going feral while writing this 😔 it's all Yunho's fault