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hwadess · 21 days

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OH FUCK I AM LITERALLY DYINGGGGG WTFFFFFF dont read this while under the influence of thc friends. this shit lethal

Omg 6th of april is my birthday!! It would be fun to have your fic as a present but I'm also very impatient and I'd read your fic right away if you were to post it on monday

Oh, baby, I just couldn't resist making you happy. Something spicy and tasty for my April Bunny.

You had been in this position for a long time—the thick red threads burning through your delicate skin as you hung like a beautiful work of art in the middle of the sumptuous imperial chambers. Creating his own unique erotic pattern of pleasure and pain, the Emperor personally tightened every intricate knot on your body. The line between these sensations was too blurry in your mind for there to be any separation. Behind the tightly closed golden doors of the Emperor's chambers, no one would ever know. You were in his power, belonging to him alone - vulnerable and subservient - just as he wanted you to be.

San was humming softly as he walked around you, examining you from head to toe in the manner of a predator studying his prey. You could feel the weight and hardness of his dark gaze on your naked body, but that wasn't enough for San - he wanted to skin you and get to your very soul, peeling away layer after layer of luxurious, silky flesh. He leaned in closer to you and looked at the nasty, blood-red marks left by the intricately woven threads, the jagged, blackened lines that were digging into your skin. It was a strange act of the power he had over you: This is mine, I say this wordlessly.

You were in pain, the tight ropes wrapped around your body like the most elaborate and exquisite torture. Yet your heart was pounding in your chest with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. You tried to calm your breathing, afraid of upsetting Emperor San with your behaviour. Otherwise, instead of leaving his chamber as a 'golden' concubine, your corpse would be carried out of here in the morning.

"You are so beautiful..." He whispered as he ran his fingers over your face, his touch fleeting and too light for you to be able to savour it to the full. Nothing could have prepared you for the hard, sharp slap that landed on your bottom, causing a short cry to escape your throat. You trembled. The Emperor had kept you here for so long, toying with you like a cat with a mouse.

San would dig his nails into your skin, leaving behind rough, possessive scratches that would make you squirm and writhe in your exquisite rope cage. San's moods were always too unpredictable - loving you, hating you, wanting to fuck you one moment, wanting to chop your head off the next. It was a real surprise when you were invited to his chambers tonight, because you could never tell what he wanted. But you knew that word had probably got around - you have a taste for pain. Just like him.

San pulled on one of the many red ropes and lifted you higher into the air, causing your posture to change to a horizontal position. His hand cupped your chin and lifted your head so that you were looking into his eyes.

He ran his tongue slowly over your plump lower lip, tilting your head to the side in an almost childish motion, as if considering the possibilities of what he wanted to do to you. You sobbed, not knowing how much longer you would be able to endure the Emperor's game.

"Don't move, love." San murmured, the hoarse, guttural sound of his voice vibrating against your skin. He leaned against you again, and this time he kissed you hard on the mouth. The kiss was dirty and wet, but so hot that it made you feel like you were burning up.

The Emperor's golden silk robe falls to the floor and spreads out at his feet, exposing his chiseled body as San slides his silk trousers down his thighs and pulls out his hard, thick cock; on his massive girth, the veins are clearly visible, as are drops of shiny pre-cum on the swollen head.

The seductive sight makes you lick your lips and open your mouth to receive the Emperor's cock, but instead of a treat, you get a sharp slap in the face. It stings, but it is worth it for the little sparks of excitement that spread across your flushed skin from the blow.

"You'll have to ask for permission, my love." San snarls, clenching his fingers tightly around your chin.

"Please, my Emperor. Please..." Your voice trembles, either from the cold air that fills the Emperor's chambers or from the anticipation of pleasure.

San's lips curve into a devilish grin as he strokes the head of his cock over your lips, coating them with a viscous, clear liquid before sliding it into your waiting, warm mouth. He groans quietly as you circle the head of his cock with your tongue, stroking the velvety skin and capturing the bitter pre-cum in your mouth.

"Good girl..." He purrs as he tangles his fingers in your long, black hair. Your exquisite hairstyle has long since been turned into a disheveled mess.

San pushes his cock deeper into your mouth until the thick head rests against the back of your throat. You swallow, letting him push deeper. He hisses as he grabs a tighter hold of the strands of your hair and pulls on them a little, making you moan and sending vibrations up and down the length of his cock.

"Do it again, sweetheart." San orders as he pulls your mouth down the length of his massive cock until your nose is pressed against the hot skin of his pubic. You do as you're told and swallow around him again, the walls of your throat clenching delightfully as you try to hold his thick cock captive in your hot throat.

"Fuck." The Emperor's voice is like a big cat's as his hips begin to move—rough and deep thrusts that create a relentless rhythm as he fucks your mouth.

Tears well up in your eyes, but you dare not fight back, allowing yourself to be used the way the Emperor wants you to be used.

You were completely helpless as the San continued to ram his wiry cock down your throat. The thick weave of ropes was the only thing holding you still as your body rocked with each powerful thrust of his muscular thighs. His golden skin was glistening with the sweat that was dripping down between the tight muscles of his abs.

The saliva was dripping down the sides of your mouth, along with a large amount of his pre-cum, but it only seemed to excite San even more. You could feel the throbbing of his cock on your tongue as its velvety length slid down with each thrust. Your moans rumbled around him, stimulating him even more. Soon the Emperor came out of your mouth, leaving thick strands of cum on your face, marking you as belonging to him.

San grinned at the sight of your face covered in the milky goo of his cum. The smile on his face looked almost sinister in the golden flame of the candles.

San used two fingers to collect a large amount of his cum from your lips and put it in your mouth, smearing it on his tongue as he did so. He watched with pleasure as you eagerly sucked on his fingers in the hope of more. The sharp blade of the knife glinted in the dim light of the room, cutting the red ropes that held you aloft, and your body landed with a thud on the soft feathered bedding of his mattress. The erotic pattern of the ropes still bound your body, so San still had you under his control like a puppet.

The Emperor turned you over and pressed your back against the scarlet silk sheets. Your long hair blew across the fabric like a black fan. Before your body had a chance to relax, a sharp slap came down on your sensitive, wet cunt, causing your entire body to curve in the bloody tangle of threads that were wrapped around you. San laughed loudly and threw his head back, revealing his sweet dimples as jets of fluid squirt from your pussy and flooded the silk sheets beneath you.

"It's true what they say, isn't it, darling? You like the pain so much that you can come without being touched, just for the sensation of it." He slides two fingers inside your cunt, circling around the sensitive walls, and gives you another sharp slap. The double stimulation sends new streams of fluid spurting out of you.

You squirm under his caress and try to squeeze your legs together, but the ropes won't let you do it.

In one swift motion, San cuts the rope that is holding your legs together and spreads them wide open, exposing your pink pussy to his hungry gaze. He spits on your cunt, enjoying the way his saliva drips down between your quivering folds and mixes with your juices.

"Are you as delicious as you look, Jewel?" His mouth presses greedily against your pussy, his tongue sliding between your folds, and his devilishly curved lips sucking enthusiastically on your sensitive clit. San lets out a soft moan as his tongue plunges into your hole, lapping up your juices like a cat hungry for cream.

You shudder with pleasure, arching your back and pressing your pussy against his face as the Emperor flicks the tip of his tongue along the swollen bundle of nerves. The thought of the Great Emperor San eating your pussy as if it were his only purpose in life would have been unthinkable this morning. But here you are, lying on his luxurious silken bed, surrounded by the gold of his chamber, caressed by his strong hands and skilled tongue. San was an experienced lover who knew how to give his partner the most sophisticated and violent of pleasures.

"Your Majesty, I feel so good. You feel like heaven. Ah." You were no longer able to hold back the loud moans and pleas that were coming from your throat. You moaned, your legs shaking slightly as San ran his tongue along the long strip from your hole to your clit, before his teeth scratched it as he began to suck again. "Please, my Emperor... nmmm."

Ignoring your whimpering and the way your body was shaking and writhing, San continued to lick your cunt. Insatiable, he sucked, licked, and rubbed his tongue over your quivering, oozing hole, moaning and purring at your taste.

As soon as San was satisfied enough, he would pull away from your cunt, leaving you to whimper in longing at the loss of his tongue. But the feeling of frustration quickly disappeared as his thick, wiry cock entered you, making you scream with pleasure as he penetrated you at the very base. The feeling of being stretched was searing, San's cock too big for your unprepared cunt, thick throbbing veins rubbing against your tender flesh with every movement.

You felt so stuffed. So full. It made you feel as if you belonged to your emperor.

San didn't wait a second before he started the move, right from the start with a hard, fast pace. His strong thighs pressed against yours each time his cock entered you, the large head hitting your cervix with each powerful, deep thrust. The sound of the blows against your skin was an echo through his golden chambers. As he quickened his pace to fuck you even harder, his breathing became heavy and his voice husky and low.

"You are mine!" San growled as he wrapped his fingers around your throat and squeezed it tightly, effectively cutting off your supply of oxygen. Tears streamed from your eyes, and your vision went dark as you felt yourself fall into a deep abyss of pleasure that was mixed with pain. Every part of your body was on fire, as was your mind. "You belong to me, my love." He loosened his grip on your throat for a few seconds to allow you to breathe, but it was only a moment before his grip tightened again, the gold ring on his finger digging into the back of your neck, leaving a rough crimson trail behind it.

The Emperor's cock dragged deliciously along the silken walls of your body, causing you to clench around it. You begin to drool, saliva dripping down your chin as San leans down to your face to lick your mouth as his hips begin to fuck you from a different angle, the head of his cock now rubbing deliciously against your G-spot.

Your orgasm rages through you like an all-consuming flame, destroying every conscious part of you and leaving you boneless. You wriggle underneath him, your legs shaking violently as you unconsciously wrap them around his slender, slutty waist. You start to squirt again, copious jets of fluid splashing around San's cock as he continues to fuck you like there's no tomorrow. His pace slows, his thrusts become hard and short, and you come again. This time you feel the emperor's hot, thick cum staining your tender walls white.

San rests his forehead on your shoulder to catch his breath, sweat dripping from his hair onto your skin, before he pulls away from you and slowly pulls his cock out of your used pussy. He stretches out like a big cat before he bends down to give you a deep kiss.

"You really are a little jewel, darling. I think I'll keep you all to myself." His dark, piercing eyes sparkle with malevolence and seem to be the repository of all human sin. "Let's go take a bath, my love."

San rises from the bed, snaps his fingers, and the servants waiting outside the door immediately begin to prepare a bath for the two of you. You're still a little lost after your orgasm; your body aches, and now the ropes wrapped around you cause more discomfort than pleasure. But you look up at the Emperor with a look of utter adoration and admiration, admiring the way the muscles of his back move under the golden, wet skin.

"As you wish, my Emperor."

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hwadess · 21 days

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PANTY STEALER || CHOI SAN

Genre: Smut

Pairing: San x Fem Reader

Word Count: 1K

Tags/Warnings: Roommate!AU, Pervert!San, masturbation, unprotected sex, degrading, namecalling, dom!reader, sub!san, cum-eating, oral sex (f receiving), Y/N is horny as fuck

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ENJOY!

It all started one morning when you couldn't find your red lacy panties. You had gone to San to ask if he had taken something from the laundry basket and had accidentally taken your underwear, but he firmly denied it. You figured you must have just lost it, until you found it in the washing machine two days later. You shrugged it off, happy you didn't lose a pair of panties but your happiness didn't last long because you couldn't seem to find the two black ones you had worn in those days.

You kept thinking about it. Where could they have gone? What was the reason they kept vanishing? You got your answer that very night when you came home from your best friends' dinner party and you walked past San's room. His door was slightly open so you could see him sitting on the edge of his bed. Your breath hitched in your throat to notice his shorts and underwear were pooling around his ankles and he was stroking his cock at a slow pace.

You wanted to look away, walk away, run, but you couldn't help but notice the delicate black panties in his hand. You stepped into your own room and closed the door, sliding down on the floor against it with your mouth wide open. San was using your panties to jerk off to. Your used panties. Fuck. What do you do when your roommate fucks your panties in secrecy?

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You had decided not to leave your panties in the laundry basket anymore. You chose to wash all your underwear at times San wasn't home so you'd be sure he wouldn't steal them. It had been hard trying to act like nothing was going on but it was hard to look him in the eye now. You had so many questions. How long has he been doing this? Is it just your panties? Is he masturbating to the thought of you specifically?

Your questions soon were answered when you couldn't sleep at night and wanted to go to the kitchen for a late night snack but the light that was on in San's room distracted you. You walked a little closer to his door but instantly halted when you heard his heavy breathing and panting. "Fuck," he cursed before he let out a long moan. You nearly jumped, freaking out over catching your roommate masturbating for the second time and you sprinted back into your bedroom.

Now it wasn't strange that he was masturbating because everyone does it. You do it. But now that you know he was fucking your panties earlier everything has changed. Did he feel sexually attracted to you? Did he like you?

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The following weeks were quieter, not running into him anymore and no panty-incidents. You had been feeling uncontrollably horny one particular night and decided to take out your vibrator to pleasure yourself. The only thing you were wearing was a little tanktop that showed off your hardened nipples. You teased the tip of the vibrator against your clit and you whined softly. Your free hand brushed over your breasts, pulling the tanktop down a little to free your breast.

Your vibrator started buzzing harder as you kept turning it up and you found it hard to keep quiet but you had to, knowing San was home. Your body was shaking and trembling as you felt yourself getting close, but you heard another sound. Quickly you turned off the vibrator to listen, but it was quiet.

Sighing, you turned it back on and grinded your pussy on it until you came. You heard noises again, coming from the door. In the heat of the moment you got up, legs wobbling slightly and you opened the door. Revealing a half-naked San with his cock out. It was big and it was leaking with pre-cum, smeared on the doorframe.

"You," you started, and San's eyes widened. "Y/N, I... I can explain!" He started, but you pulled him into your room. "You have been such a fucking pervert, you were fucking my panties and now you're touching yourself while you're eavesdropping on me?" His cock twitched and you rolled your eyes, throwing him onto your bed.

Before San could say anything you positioned yourself on top of him, sinking down on his big, rigid cock. "O-oh God, Y/N," San moaned, hips bucking up into you. "You're a disgusting pervert, San," you moaned as you started to ride him. "I'm sorry, fuck, I'm sorry I couldn't hold back any longer," he whined, "wanted to fuck you, wanted to be inside of you!"

"You're just a whore aren't you? A desperate whore."

You don't know what came over you but nothing could stop you at this moment. You rolled your hips and bounced on his cock like there was no tomorrow, getting him close in no time. "You're gonna come now aren't you? Gonna come in my wet little pussy? Fucking whore," you moaned.

"Y-Yes, gonna come, gonna fill your pussy with my cum, f-fucking you full, princess, oh my God!"

Seconds later he spurt his hot cum inside you, panting heavily. You got off his dick and laid down. "Head between my legs, now, eat my pussy." San did as he was told, getting inbetween your legs and latching his tongue onto your pussy, tasting himself.

He licked and sucked on your clit, hands firmly groping your thighs. He moaned against your pussy when you cursed again, running your hands through his hair. It didn't take long before you were climaxing on his tongue, riding his face until your orgasm faded away. San panted and looked at you, kind of in shock after what just happened.

"What are you looking at, baby? You got what you wanted, didn't you? Now stop staring and put it in me again."

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hwadess · 23 days

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☆ Lost !

genre: smut, fairy au

pairing: sub boy pussy fairy ! gyu x dom human ! reader

synopsis: in essence, eating out the mischievous and immensely pretty fairy beomgyu as a bargain when you find yourself lost in the forest.

warnings: boy pussy gyu !!! sub! gyu, dom! reader, beomgyu’s kinda a brat and slutty, degrading, squirting, overstim, eating out, fingering, hair pulling, pussy slapping, dacryphilia

word count: 1.5k

You wandered aimlessly through the forest at wits end. You’d been here for hours trying to find your back out but the forest was much like an ever changing maze. As soon as you thought you’d found a way out, the trees and plants would shift and morph into completely different pathways, rendering you hopeless and frustrated.

It was only getting darker as well, much to your distress. And you didn’t want to stick around to know what the place would be like at night. You knew of the stories.

Just when despair threatened to overwhelm you, you stumbled upon a small clearing bathed in soft light, the ground carpeted with lush moss, and delicate flowers blooming in vibrant hues, mushrooms clustered around the perimeter.

In the centre, sat a figure amidst a bed of wildflowers, weaving intricate crowns with his hands—a fairy. He was the prettiest boy you’d ever seen. Flower crown sitting on his long, silky, soft hair cascaded across his ethereally sculpted face. Face and body all glittery and shimmery and his cheeks were so naturally pink and blushed. You were quite in awe honestly.

His gaze lingers on you with a mix of curiosity and amusement, eyes sparkling with mischief and an impish grin playing upon his lips as he regarded you with some sort of knowing gaze, still continuing to make his flower crowns.

“Lost, are we?” He raises a brow, seemingly finding your predicament humorous.

“Yes.” You stand tall, trying to appear more confident. You didn’t think it was funny at all. When he doesn’t say anything in response and focuses on his flower crown with a chuckle, you speak up again, irritated with his behaviour. “You’re a fairy aren’t you? You’d know the way out.”

“…Yes.” He looks up at you again, still smiling annoyingly.

“So…Show me?”

“Hmm…” He faux ponders, finger to his lips and grinning, “I don’t think i will.”

Your eyebrows furrow, patience wearing thin. “Why not?”

“Because it’s funny seeing humans so helpless.” Beomgyu's laughter fills the air as he shakes his head, eyes dancing with amusement.

You just stand in disbelief. The sun had already set now! Fear and desperation already starting to kick in that you find yourself begging and pleading the fairy instead of blowing up in pure anger at him. “Just show me the way. Please! I’d do anything.”

His ears perk at that. “Kiss me.”

“What?!”

“If you kiss me good enough, I’ll help you.” He sits back back, lips curled in a grin and trying to stile his laugh. You want to slap it off his face.

You scoff incredulously.

“What? Don’t want to kiss me?” Brow raised as if testing you. Like he didn’t think you actually would. It pissed you off even more. You’d heard fairies loved to make stupid deals for absolutely no reason.

He still stares up at you, completely amused, waiting. You roll your eyes, reluctantly approaching him on the ground of moss, grabbing a fistful of his shirt rather roughly and tugging him closer to you. He seems to like it though, getting excited.

Looking down at his lips, you can’t even deny how enticing they looked. Pretty and plump and round and glossy. You’d heard of the fairies being pretty seducing. You can’t say you’re not completely entranced by the pretty boy right now.

You’ll put him in his place.

So you smash your lips with his, making out with him fervently, both your mouths moving and smacking against each other. It practically feels like you’re melting you don’t what it is but they’re so soft. You bite at his bottom lip and he gasps, you continuing to suck harshly and bite at them.

You begin the attack on his pretty neck instead, trailing rough kisses down and leaving purple and pink marks in return, hand entangling in the strands of his long hair, tugging and pulling that makes him whine into your mouth even louder, pulling on his hair roughly and leaving hickeys on his sensitive neck. You don’t even know how long it goes on for.

Suddenly, your pulling away and it makes him pout and huff, eyes dazed but frows burrowing and trying to pull you back into him but you hold onto his dainty wrists and stop him, shoving him down again.

Instead, you move down on the grass and grip his pretty thighs concerningly tight, spreading his legs, met with his panties that don’t do much to cover anything what with the wet patch on them now. You chuckle and he tries to close his legs in embarrassment but you open them wider, lightly tracing your fingers on his clothed pussy that makes him positively squirm and squeal. So sensitive…

You continue to tease him, lightly brushing and thumbing over his panties until he’s fully drenched and whimpering over the light contact. He can’t take it anymore.

“Take them off… actually touch me!” Beomgyu whines brattily, groaning and panting.

“Beg for it. Then I’ll see.”

It shuts him up instantly, pouting and furrowing his brows again, as if contemplating whether it was worth it, “Don’t want to.”

“Brat.” You stop all contact and he’s quick to blurt his pleads out instantly in distress. It’s entertaining seeing the fairy like this now.

Roughly tugging his cute panties to the side, you stop in your tracks momentarily. It’s the prettiest pussy you’ve ever seen in your life, puffy and pink and glistening, so wet already, practically dripping onto the ground it’s insane. It’s making you so insane.

You don’t waste any time, licking a long stripe of his pussy from his clit to his hole and it has him taking a sharp intake of breath, you can feel his thighs shake in your grip just from that and his eyes close shut. You bury your face in him after that, scent so sweet and you begin to practically make out with his pussy, flicking your tongue over his clit then wrapping your entire lips around them, sucking harshly and he’s shivering immensely, prettiest choked up moans coming out of him, head reeling back and mouth agape.

Still sucking on his pretty clit, you bring two of your other fingers to his hole, not giving him a second of reprieve, and shoving them inside his warm and tight pussy, fingering him at the same speed you suck on him, hammering them into him, his head lolled back and his eyes almost cross eyed, dumbly drooling.

It’s not long before you can feel him clamp down on your fingers so tight, and he’s cumming, legs and thighs shaking like a leaf, seeing starts he doesn’t even know what to do, prettiest most mellifluous sounds eliciting from his lips.

It was a sight to see, whole body completely flushed, hair all tousled and messed up and damp from the sweat, eyebrows creased and eyes closing open and shut, eyelashes fluttering sexily kissing the tops of his red cheeks, plump lips parted and jaw slack. He looked so slutty.

But you don’t break away, instead you grip on the sides of his hips probabaly bruising them and pulling him onto your face even further, tongue flat on his clit as he merely mewls and cries, way too sensitive. It hurts but it also feels too good, he shakes his head nonetheless, squeezing his eyes shut and whimpering.

“T-too muchhh” The fairy sniffles, trying so hard to shut his trembling legs.

“Such a slut. Stay still.” You forcefully keep his legs open, gripping even tighter onto the flesh of his thighs. You reach your hand up and lightly slap his abused cunt, he yelps almost instantly.

“Say it. Tell me how much of a slut you are.”

He can’t get the words out, can’t even think to get the words out of his mouth as you continuously slap his now even more swollen, puffy pussy.

“H-hah-! Fff, I-I’m just a slut!” He cries and wails. “Just your slut.” There’s tears streaming down his face now, sobbing, doe eyed and glassy, so so so so pretty.

He trembles and shakes even more if it were possible, legs thrashing and thighs clenching when you feel his juices gush out and squirting, screaming and squirming, not expecting to squirt, eyes rolling straight to the back of his head.

You lap up all his juices and press a final little kiss to his pussy before you completely stop.

The pretty fairy boy goes limp, laying in the bed of flowers, panting and gasping heavily, so embarrassed from squirting, he attempts to hide face in his hands, face so incredibly pink. But you’re taking his hand away so you can cup his hot cheeks and coo at him, kissing at his forehead instead.

When he’s finally recovered, his mouth curls into a playful grin gazing at you as you both lay next to each other in the flowers, his eyes sparkling with mischief again.

“Good enough for you?” You sarcastically ask.

He chuckles, still breathless and nods. “Too good even, I might not want to let you go. Kinda want to keep you forever~”

Please actually reblog !!!!!! and leave comments !!!! guys 😭 if you like the fic. It’s really appreciated and so nice tysm !<3🙏💕🌷🌷! It’s incredibly discouraging and irriating when fics have such little reblogs ☹️. At least send an anon in the inbox if you don’t want to rb, don’t just like. Feedback is always appreciated it make writers want to actually write :)

A/n: just don’t ask…this is super messy and makes no sense I’m sorry 🤞

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hwadess · 23 days

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Uhhg I'm on my sugar baby Beomgyu brain rot,can you write about that?

(can I be 🧚‍♀️ anon?)

That's such a cute emoji!!! I love this idea :)

Beomgyu lay all dolled up beneath you. Wearing his favourite skirt and being a good boy today.... he was going to get rewarded.

"Such a pretty boy" You hummed, your fingers trailing up his skirt. He shivered at your touch, desperate for more. You hands squeeze the plush of his thighs, causing a whimper out of him.

"Do you want mommy to touch you?" You teased, fingers gliding over his bulge in his boxers. Nodding eagerly, he whined once more.

"P-please" He begged. Beomgyu knew better then to squirm beneath you.

"But you dressed up all pretty for me....I don't want to go to waste" You teased once more, squeezing his bulge. A load whine comes from him. Tearing up, he begs once more.

"Please......r-ruin me"

"If you say so" You smirk, forcing his skirt off him, along with his boxers. Beomgyu winces as the cold air hits his hard cock. Quickly he slides his shirt off.

"Such a good boy" You praise once he had taken his shirt off. Slowly undressing yourself, you straddles his hips. Hands gliding along his chest, goosebumps decorate his arms.

"Since you've been so good Gyu....What do you want me to do?" You ask.

"How do you want me to ruin you?" Your lips whisper into his ear. You feel him shiver. Taking a gulp, he answers your question.

"r-ride me...." Smirking, you didn't need to be told twice. Grasping his cock which causes him to hiss, you slide down onto him, engulfing him in your warmness.

Seeing him shudder below you, you start to ride him, Rolling your hips, your hands glide over his chest. Rolling back and forth, Beomgyu emits whines, louder and louder by the second. Allowing Beomgyu to get used to your warm, wet and tight pussy, you start to bounce on him. Hard and fast, just like how he likes it.

"Your doing so well for mommy" You praise him as you continue to bounce down on him. At such a fast pace, he had no time to catch his breath.

"S-slow down" He cried below you, hands reaching out to pull you off him. You only laughed, he had a safe word which he knew, so you dam well knew he liked this.

"But I'm making you feel good" You took his hands, forcing them above his head. Feeling the amount of control you held, he nearly came.

"I'm-" Pathetically , he didn't finish his sentence. Spilling his warm cum up into your pussy. Feeling how he filled you up, you let go of your own cum. Taking a second to breath, you slid off his length, watching how his cum dripped back onto his now soft cock.

"You came to early, do you need to get punished pretty boy?" You laughed as you saw Beomgyu's cock rise up again, ready for another round.

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hwadess · 25 days

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i just passed out

Omg I can’t stop thinking about San in Idol Radio justnow…😵‍💫 The way he wanted to hear the members saying they’re his, and the reaction when Mingi said “San-ah I’m yours, use me however you want” made me LOSE IT🫠

My head hasn’t stop thinking about how Domsan will be like and just completely ruining you, pounding you harder and deeper after hearing you speak the words “I’m yours, please use me” ajdfndifjsj help

no fr because that whole episode was so damn fruity??? and yes omg the way san retreated to the back of the room 😭 but anonnie... I need to sue you for emotional damages for putting this idea in my head (and give you lots of smooches for pulling me out of the depths of writer's block mwah)

nsfw under the cut—minors dni!! 🔞

"say it again," he muttered into your neck, his words vibrating over the slick skin.

your knees dug into the mattress beside your waist, san's hands gripping your thighs and pushing them down, hovering over you while he folded your body in half. his request echoed in the back of your head, nerves buzzing violently every time he stuffed his cock inside you, the loud melody of skin-on-skin reverberating between the four walls.

"please, 'wanna hear you say it again," he trailed his lips up to your jawline, sliding the tip of his tongue down its slope.

you knew it would drive him crazy, a shy 'I'm yours, please use me however you want' on your lips, the last syllable barely rolling off your tongue before he'd pounced on you—manhandling your body and fucking two loads into your used cunt.

your walls clenched around him, a soft grunt escaping his lips. "(y/n)," he called out again—a needy whine.

"I-I'm yours, Sannie- hnngh!" you managed, arching your back to the best of your ability in the position you were in, san's cockhead pistoning into your g-spot.

"that's right," he panted, pulsing between your walls as he neared his third orgasm. "you're all mine," he pressed his lips to your cheekbone, whispering mine and I love you's in between kisses.

tears streaked down the sides of your face, your thighs trembling around san's body while he pounded into you, a stream of your arousal and his cum being fucked out of you with every thrust.

"gonna breed my pretty girl full of cum," his cock twitched inside you, his rhythm growing eratic. "fuck, baby, you'll be leaking for days," he kissed his way up to your ear, running the tip of his tongue over the outer shell before lowering his voice to a sultry whisper, "and when you're all out, I'll just fuck you full again."

your moans—broken and high-pitched—ripped through your chest, san's lips sealing over yours to swallow them down as you came, your orgasm shaking your whole body in his arms. waves of euphoria rushed through your veins, your pussy pulsing violently around san's cock until a familiar warmth flooded your abdomen. san shuddered on top of you as ribbons of white painted your walls, seeping out of your entrance to add to the puddle under you, his desperate moans echoing in your ear while he slowly fucked his cum into your sopping heat.

san's body rolled to the side with you in his arms, his softening cock still sheathed within your overstimulated pussy. tender kisses peppered over every attainable patch of skin, gentle fingers digging into the sore muscles of your thighs, occasionally moving upwards to rub soothing circles over your lower back. you allowed your exhaustion to tug at your eyelids, ignoring the dull throbbing between your legs while san's delicate touch and his muttered I love you's lulled you to restful slumber.

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OH GREAT GOOGLY MOOGLY THIS WAS TOO GOOD

02:37 — Choi San

PAIRING — sub bf!San x dom fem!reader GENRE — smut. fluff. a little angst. non-idol AU. RATING — 18+. minors gtfo. W/C — 5,4~ k SUMMARY — San is struggling with burnout from work, and can’t sleep. good thing you're there to make him feel better and uhm... tire him out. WARNINGS — mentions of drinking. San talks about burnout and cries from stress etc. NSFW TAGS — mommy kink (reader has gn pronouns but is Mommy). (San) good/pretty/baby boy etc. unprotected sex. thigh/underwear fucking (+ San ejaculates in their underwear while they’re wearing them <3). grinding. kissing. many hints of spit kink. slight cum eating/sharing. breast worship (tiddy-drunk San). praise (both rec.). clit/nipple/breast play (reader rec.). fingering & accidental penetration (reader rec.). a sprinkle of marking/biting (both rec.). hairpulling (San rec.). slight edging/jerking off (San rec.). teasing. begging. not too rough, not too gentle. and everyone gets to climax, yay! NOTE — I adore soft, subby San with a mommy kink. that's all.

Awoken from your slumber by the weight on the bed constantly shifting, your tired eyes flutter open and peek over at your bedside table. The digits on the clock glow a bright red “02:37” in the dark room. You tug at the covers, once pulled up to your chin but now only covering the lower half of your body, as your side of it is being thieved by a certain someone.

Looking over your shoulder you see San laying restless tossing and turning next to you. Turning around, you reach your hand out in the dark. San flinches when your cold fingers meet his bare back.

“Can't sleep?”

Rubbing your eyes, you try to make out the figure in front of you.

“No,” San responds in a deep, husky voice and muffles a frustrated groan into the pillow, hiding his face.

“Poor baby,” you sympathize, shuffling closer to place a kiss on his shoulder and scratch your nails gently up and down his back.

San hums in response and turns to lay on his stomach, his arms reaching up to hug his pillow, face still hidden from your view.

The lights in the street outside your window peeks through the narrow opening between the curtains enough to illuminate San's upper back and wide shoulders which you can't help but admire.

Your fingertips travel all the way down to the waistband of San’s underwear and up his spine to his neck. You chuckle when you feel him shiver, but quiet down when he lets out a dejected sigh.

“What's going on in that pretty head of yours?” You ask softly and ruffle his hair.

San hesitates for a moment before speaking. “Nothing.”

“You sure?” You brush his hair with your fingers while waiting for an answer, but none comes. “San.” You prop yourself up on one elbow and look down at him. “Look at me.”

He turns his head to face you with a sombre expression.

“There's my pretty boy.” You smile, but it quickly fades when you notice his puffy eyes, and worry sets in. “Have you been crying?”

San frowns and avoids your eyes.

“Oh, honey,” you coo at him, reaching your hand up to cup his cheek and caress his cheekbone with your thumb while your eyes scan over his face. “You should've woken me up."

"I didn't want to bother you." San turns to lay on his side and rests his hand on your hip, drawing circles on your skin with his thumb.

"You wouldn't bother me. I'm here for you.” You reach for his other hand and lay holding it with both your hands. “Do you want to talk about it now?”

San takes a deep breath and gathers his thoughts. “I'm just… so exhausted, and I can't stop thinking about work. I couldn't catch up on everything today, so now it's going to lay there waiting for me all weekend and give me even more work on Monday. It just keeps piling up. I'm so fed up.”

You nod and release one of your hands from his to brush his hair out of his face, tracing your finger over his eyebrows. “I know, my love.”

Sighing heavily, San turns to lay on his back, hands resting on his belly, and stares up at the ceiling. You snuggle closer to him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“My boss still has no idea how to delegate and do his own job properly, so I constantly fall behind even if I try my best, and that fu–” San pauses, his hand coming up to pinch the bridge of his nose before swiping his palm down to his chin. “That lazy ass intern he assigned me, out of all people, to train, and…”

Your hand comes to lay on his chest, feeling the rapid beating of his heart. “San, babe, breathe.” Grabbing his hand to remove it from his face, you lay it on his chest and give it a comforting squeeze before releasing.

San closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, jaw clenching and unclenching. You caress his arm comfortingly as he tries to calm down.

“I’m sorry you have to deal with this. I know how hard you've worked to get where you are, and it's no wonder you feel this way if your work keeps going unacknowledged by your boss. But know that I am so proud of you.”

“Thank you.” San lowers his voice and takes a moment before continuing. “The problem is, I'm not sure I can handle much more. It's so… draining. I don't know... I, I feel like I'm not good enough.”

His voice cracks, and your heart aches.

“Oh, baby… come here.”

When he turns to curl up against you, you quickly pull him in, arms wrapping around his wide shoulders giving him a tight hug. Leaning away, you see a tear roll down San’s cheek and you kiss it before it can reach his jaw. A kiss on his cheek, his eyebrows, the tip of his nose, and lastly one on his lips.

“I don’t know what to do,” San admits quietly, sniffles, and opens his teary eyes. “I'm so burnt out.”

“Just because your boss doesn't do his own job properly or care for his employees does not mean you aren’t doing enough, alright?”

San looks at you and shakes his head.

“Good boy.” Holding your hand at the back of his head you guide it down to rest against your chest, petting his hair while you take deep breaths.

“I am?” San asks timidly.

“Yes, you are. You're my good boy.”

“Mmh…” he hums and nuzzles his face against your chest. “Say that again.”

You giggle, and kiss the top of his head, holding your nose against his hair and taking in the scent of his shampoo. “You're mommy's good boy.”

San smiles contentedly. You stay like this for a moment, just breathing together while your fingertips massage his scalp calmingly.

Breaking the silence, you share an idea. “Let's sleep in tomorrow, and then we'll do something relaxing together, okay?”

“Sing our hearts out at karaoke until we lose our voices and then get shitfaced drunk?” San suggests and looks up at you with a small smile.

“That's… one way to relax, yeah,” you laugh, “if one doesn't mind spending the next day hungover in bed.”

“I don't mind staying in bed all day.” San trails soft kisses over your chest from your right to your left shoulder while one of his hands stroke up and down the side of your thigh.

“Oh yeah? Pretty boy wants to stay in bed with his mommy all day?” With a hand under his chin, you force him to look up at you while the other hand draws patterns over his bare, toned chest.

San nods in response and squeezes your hip. His hands move hesitantly up your body to cup your chest, and you smile knowing what he wants.

“Mommy,” San whines cutely.

You chuckle warmly. “Yes?”

“Can I?” His eyes dart between your chest and your eyes. “Please?”

How can you say no? “Go ahead, baby.”

A second later, San's wet, soft lips are back to leave open-mouthed kisses all over as he moves down your neck. By now it's almost a routine to have your boy humming against your skin as he uses your chest as a stress-reliever, shutting his mind off while kissing, sucking, licking as he pleases. And you certainly don't mind.

You look down and find San looking up at you, as if waiting for your attention. It's an innocent look, but him holding eye contact as he opens his mouth and lets his tongue hang out, your nipples get hard just from the sight alone.

Your thoughts turn anything but pure and wholesome, so you close your eyes. That's when you feel San's heavy breath on your skin before the warm, wet tip of his tongue circles your bud. Inhaling deeply, you squeeze your thighs together and squeeze at his shoulders.

“Mommy likes it?” San asks curiously before taking your nipple in his mouth, sucking while he rolls the other one between his thumb and index finger.

“Mmh, yes, I like it.” Your breathing picks up and your body feels warm, sparks lighting between your thighs. You're supposed to be comforting your crying boyfriend, but now you're getting… horny? Fuck. “You feel good, love? Feel better when you play with mommy?”

San hums around your nipple, eyes barely open. The hand not playing with your other bud is stroking up the side of your body and up your chest, kneading at your flesh.

You can't help but whimper needily when he pulls at both of your nipples, one with his fingers and the other pressed between his tongue and upper teeth, before he lets go and licks a stripe up your chest.

San takes a moment to catch his breath and admire your body. Both your chest and his lips are glistening wet, his mouth staying open as he palms at your softness, dazed eyes darting between your eyes and nipples. Pussy-drunk? No, this man gets titty-drunk.

“You drive me crazy, you know that, right?” You say, voice airy as you gaze down on him wantonly. The view of him right now is too delicious, your head starts to feel dizzy as your blood decided it was needed elsewhere, your clit practically pulsing with arousal by now, impatient for attention.

“Yeah? Why’s that?” San smiles at the comment and latches on the other breast, leaving a few sloppy kisses before the tip of his tongue flicks over your nipple over and over while his fingers play with the other. He sucks down hard and releases, licking over your chest before closing his mouth over your bud again.

“Because, I–aah, haa…” Your mind gets dizzier with arousal. San's wet, warm tongue on your skin is too distracting for you to speak coherently, the wet noises of his mouth on your chest making your underwear wet.

Arching your back, you push him closer to your chest, hands stroking his back. One of your legs moves in between San's thighs and he exhales sharply through his nose. He presses his crotch against your thigh and moans against your skin as he sucks harshly on your flesh before letting go with a ‘pop’. You're sure you'll find a mark there later.

“Mommy has such pretty nipples.” San compliments, looking up at you with his pretty glazed over eyes. A string of saliva still connects his plush, wet lips with your erect bud before breaking as he rubs his thumbs over them and kneads your chest in his palms as he continues to subconsciously grind his crotch against your thigh.

“I do? Baby, you're too cute.” You laugh, but the effect of it all is not lost on you, your underwear already sticking to your heat.

San smiles and gently pushes at your shoulder for you to lay down on your back, your leg still in between his thighs. He props himself up on one arm at the other side of your body, looking down at you with admiration as he hovers over you. His free hand caresses your belly lovingly and up your chest before he lowers himself down to peck your lips.

“You're so sweet to me,” San speaks against your lips in a quiet voice, “what did I do to deserve you?”

Your hands come up to cup his cheeks and you look him straight in the eyes.

“My baby boy doesn't need to do anything to be deserving of my love. I love you for who you are, not what you do. Though…” you pause and bite your lip, your hands slide down his neck, and you grind your hips up against his, “the things you do makes it hard not to love you even more.”

San audibly swallows hard when your fingertips move down his chest and over his toned belly until it reaches the waistband of his underwear. San's belly tenses up and he bites his lip while observing the mischievous look in your eye as your fingers brush his skin teasingly following the fabric around his waist to slide down to grab his ass and you push his hips against yours.

That's about as much as San can take before he crashes his lips into yours, tongues finding each other in a kiss that quickly turns passionate, messy and heated. San's hands are restless, roaming your body everywhere he can reach.

You have to part from his lips to catch your breath, panting, foreheads resting against each other. Giggling, you grind your hips against his again, making him groan. You swear your clit twitched and you shamelessly moan from the mere sound of his hoarse voice filled with desire. You catch a glimpse of his eyes just as dazed, and his wet, kiss-swollen lips before he starts kissing down your neck.

“My mommy,” he whispers against your skin as he nibbles on your skin. “Mine,” kiss, “mine,” kiss, “mine.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” you mumble with your eyes closed, tilting your head to the side to give him more room to do whatever he wants, “yours only.”

Grinding your hips together, you feel San's cock grow hard against your thigh. Smiling pleased, you wrap your leg around his hips and press hard against him.

He gasps and closes his eyes, head falls back and exposing his neck and shoulders beautifully with the help of the small light from the window. San whimpers and babbles something incoherent before his hands desperately caress the sides of your body again as he leans down to continue kissing down your chest.

“You're so fucking gorgeo–”

The words get stuck in your throat and are replaced with a high-pitched moan when San bites down on your chest, his short breaths huffing over your spit covered skin. Arching your back, your hand reaches up to the back of his head and pulls at his hair in return.

San looks up at you with his eyes barely open, lips parted as he releases a throaty groan. The scene threatens to release the beast inside you, trying not to listen to the little devil on your shoulder. Your underwear are soaked to the point where you think it's impossible for him not to notice.

“Please, mommy, I need more. Please, I need you,” San mumbles with a wanton, husky voice as he looks at you with pleading eyes, short of breath and face flushed as he grinds his half-hard dick against your thigh.

Fuck, how badly you wish you could flip him over onto his back and sink down and bounce on that pretty cock of his, but no… you have something else in mind.

“You know what to do, Sannie. You get what you want when you use your words,” you respond in a clear tone. You can't help it, blood pumping with fire all through your body when he gets into such a dishevelled, needy state, looking and sounding so delicious it's tempting to ravage him whole.

San is too busy and impatient to notice your smirk as he's returned to trail wet kisses over your chest, licking a stripe up your neck before nibbling and marking your skin.

“Mommy, please, touch me...” San whispers wantonly in your ear, his lips ghosting the skin.

You feel a lightning of arousal strike down to your core, and push him away to see his face already looking fucked out, and he hasn't even gotten his dick out of his underwear yet. He looks more like a bitch in heat than a sad, sleepless boy now—mission accomplished—but you're nowhere near finished yet.

“I am touching you,” you tease with a low voice, hands stroking up his back to his shoulders and down his arms, squeezing at his triceps.

“Please.” San begs and takes one of your hands, kissing the palm before guiding it downwards, sliding it over his toned chest and belly until it reaches his underwear. “Here.”

Shifting your legs you spread them wide for him, doing as he asks and starts palming his hard, clothed member.

“Want me to touch you here, baby?”

San nods and sighs in relief, propping himself up on his elbow and hovering over you.

“Use your words,” you command.

“Yes, there, mommy. Want you to touch my cock,” he speaks up, voice laced with lust.

San's underwear has slid down a bit from all the humping that his cockhead pokes out from under the waistband, pearls of pre-cum dripping on the inside of your wrist.

“So nice and hard for me, Sannie,” you praise and take your hand up to your lips to seductively lick off the cum, loving the way San whimpers while his gaze is frozen on your mouth.

“So fucking hard for you, mommy,” he whines, biting down on his swollen lips. One of his hands snakes between your upper back and the bed while the other squeezes at your hips.

You open your mouth and let your tongue out. San doesn't hesitate to lick the cum off your tongue before connecting your lips in a messy kiss, all teeth and tongue, tasting his cum together.

San's hips jolt and his breath stutter when you take him by surprise and squeeze his clothed member, feeling it twitch in your hand.

“I love how sensitive you are,” you compliment him, “it makes things even more fun.” You release his cock and push him off you.

San lays down on his side, barely able to keep himself up anymore, too weak, losing himself in desire, his toned chest already glistening with sweat.

Laying on your side next to him, you reach down to cup his balls and squeeze, making San gasp and his belly tense up. You giggle pleasantly and peck his parted lips.

“Don't you think so, baby?”

“Uh-huh, yeah–ah, yes,” he agrees and nods. His voice is airy and weak, even more so when your hand slides into his underwear and your fingers wrap around his cock. San groans and swallows hard, eyebrows tightly knit together.

“Such a good boy, always so hard and needy for mommy,” you praise, voice deep and sultry, keeping your eyes on his face to witness every tell of how you make him feel.

“Always. Need you all the time.” San's upper lip twitches and he curses under his breath and eyebrows quirk up when your thumb teases the tip of his cock and spreads the pearls of pre-cum.

“Mmh.” You hum with a content smile. “You want me to distract you, hm? You want more, pretty boy?”

“Yes, yes, I want more–ah, mommy~” San pouts and whines in protest when you remove your hand from his underwear.

You peck his pouty lips and ‘shush’ him. Hooking your finger under the waistband of his underwear, pulling and releasing, the band snaps right on San's aching dick, making him wince and curse out loud.

“Don't whine.”

“You want me dead!”

“No, I just want these off. If that's ok with you?” You tug at his underwear, and chuckle when he hurriedly obeys.

San's thick, veiny cock slaps against his toned belly as it’s released from the confines of his underwear.

“You got such a pretty cock, baby. God, it makes my mouth water…” You trail your finger all the way from the base of his shaft to the tip.

Shooting him a mischievous look before kissing the corner of his lips and teasing your tongue over his bottom lip, you give your next command.

“Spit in my mouth.”

San's breath trembles. “No, I was right. You want me dead.”

You open your mouth and stick your tongue out. San smirks and licks his lips before spitting on your tongue. Removing your hand stroking his dick, you spit a mix of both his and your spit into your palm and spread it along his shaft, pulling a throaty groan out of San.

Making sure to cover his whole length, all the way from the base and rubbing your palm over his cockhead with every stroke, the combo of spit and his pre-cum mixing together creates lewd sounds as you pick up pace. It makes your pussy purr.

Shlick, shlick, shlick.

“Fuuuck…” San's head falls back, releasing a symphony of whines and groans as his jaw goes slack from all the pleasure.

You lick along his sharp jaw and speak close to his ear. “You're doing so well, Sannie. Such a good boy. My good boy.” Trailing open-mouthed kisses down his neck, you bite and suck on his skin to mark what is yours.

“Y/n, I'm gonna blow if you keep going like thi–ah, shit–” San warns and groans while struggling to keep his hips still, his hands reaching to grab your shoulders.

You look at him and the sight makes your eyes darken. Fuck, he’s so pretty like this. Clenching his jaw, throwing his head back, sweat trickling down his neck. His glistening chest rising and falling rapidly as he tries to not fuck into your fist, getting closer to his high by the second.

It's tempting to let him shoot his load in your hand or anywhere, right then, right there, but will you? Nah.

You still your movements, making San whine loudly, his fingers digging into your skin.

“What's my name?”

San opens his eyes, slightly disoriented by the question. “Y/n?” He tries to catch his breath.

“What's my name?” You repeat and grab his jaw, your other hand still squeezing at the base of his throbbing cock.

“Mommy!”

“Good boy,” you praise and kiss his lips.

San rests his forehead against yours, his eyes welling up with tears threatening to fall. This poor, sensitive boy is not good with edging.

“I want you to fuck my thighs.”

It takes a moment for San to register your words. He pushes his sweaty bangs out of his face. “W–what?”

You grab his chin and make him look at you. “I said, fuck my thighs.”

His dick twitches in your palm at the command, hips jerking, failing not to fuck into your fist as flames of lust rage in his eyes as they dart between your eyes, lips, thighs.

“Can– can I?”

You look San straight in the eyes while slowly stroking his member throbbing with impatience.

“Be a good boy and rub this pretty dick on mommy’s pussy.”

San is panting at the back of your neck, his soft lips sliding over the skin of your upper back as his mouth stays agape, drooling and moaning without shame. One of his hands is on your chest, kneading at your soft flesh, while the other has a firm grip on your hip as his slaps against your ass.

“Oh yeah, that's it. Aah, yeah. Keep going. Keep driving your thick, pretty fucking cock between my thighs.” You purr, clenching your jaw and inhaling sharply through your teeth, furiously rubbing your clit while your thighs press together.

“Mmh, fuck yeah… Does that feel good? You like fucking me like this?” The lewd sounds of San's cockhead hitting against your sopping clothed heat with every thrust is hypnotising. Your free hand reaches back to grab his ass, encouraging his movements. “You're doing so well, baby.”

“Yes, I love it, I love your thighs, I love–” San reaches his hand to slide in between your legs to replace your fingers. “I love your clit, I love your pussy, god, I love it. I love you. I love you, mommy.”

Your giggles at his babbling are interrupted when his fingers press down on your clit, making you gasp. Reaching your arm over your shoulder, you grab the back of his neck covered in sweat, holding on for dear life. “Sannie…”

Lewd sounds of skin slapping against skin echoes between the walls of your bedroom as San keeps the pace of his hips steady while his fingers come up to slide into your soaked underwear, setting your core aflame. His fingers dive between your glistening folds and he hisses at the feeling.

You squeal and press your ass back against him, clenching around nothing when he teases his middle finger at your entrance.

“You're so wet, mommy,” San groans into your ear and starts rubbing your clit in figure eights, “fucking soaked. Does it feel good?”

“Yes, baby, feels so good–nnngh, keep going, just like that. Aaah–” you squirm in his hold as he slows the pace of his thrusts to dip two fingers into your cunt, your warm walls practically pulling him in. You press your thighs around his dick and he sighs against your shoulder.

“Feels so good, so–ah, so good...” San places open-mouthed kisses all over your shoulder while starting to move his digits in and out your cunt.

You start grinding your hips against San's thick fingers, effectively jerking his aching member off in the process.

“God, Y/n…” San throws his head back and closes his eyes, guiding your hips with the help of his hand gripping your waist.

To his surprise, you release your grip at the back of his neck and take his hand out from your drenched underwear, replacing his fingers with your own.

“Sannie.”

“Hm?” San stills all movements.

Shifting position, pressing your ass back and arching your back, the angle allows San a perfect view of your ass while you play with yourself.

“Fuck, baby…”

San's erection twitches at the sight and he can't help but grab it and slowly jerk himself off at the same pace as your fingers circling your clit.

Caressing your ass, he kneads the soft flesh and spreads your cheeks. If it weren't for them being covered in pre-cum and it being so dark in the room, he'd see how your white cotton underwear were basically see-through from how soaking wet you are.

You reach your free hand back, spread your legs a bit and pull your underwear to the side, showing off just how wet and swollen your pussylips are, soft whines coming one after the ones as your fingers play with your bundle of nerves.

“Babe, rub your dick on my pussy...” you ask with your best sultry, smoky voice and turn your head to look back at him.

Your boyfriend shamelessly whimpers out loud and squeezes your ass hard enough to leave bruises while the hand on his leaking cock strokes faster, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth.

“Fucking hell… Are you sure? I'm–I'm not wearing protection.”

“I know, honey. Do it, please~” You keep your cheeks spread, showing him your fingers reaching down to spread your slick folds to give him an even better view.

You know exactly what you're doing. He wanted a distraction, and he got one. If he was standing up, his knees would have buckled.

San hisses through clenched teeth, hips trembling slightly as he releases his dick, afraid he's going to give you a surprise backshot if he didn't. Though he can't take his eyes off your pussy. It’s like you can see the gears start shifting behind them.

“Ok.”

San leans down, hovering over you, propped up on one arm as the other caresses your back down to circle your ass and up your spine.

“I can't promise I'll pull out. I'm so close, mommy, and you're so… so...”

You smile and lean in to whisper. “It's okay. I want you to come on my pussy.”

"Baby–”

“Be a good boy and make a mess on me. I want you to. Give me a big load I can keep safe all night. You want that, too, don't you?”

San closes his eyes and nods his head 'yes'.

You rub your clit faster, the sound of your pussy alone proving how much you want him. “Hear that? I’m so fucking wet and horny, I need your pretty cock, baby boy.”

“Shit…”

You're laying down on your side with San's chest pressed against your back. One of his hands has a firm grip on your thigh under your knee, holding your leg bent up towards your body. His thick cock is comfortably tucked inside your underwear, easily sliding between your slick folds. His cockhead hits your fingertips playing with your clit every time he thrusts his hips.

San's mind goes blank, overcome by the feeling of his length running along your pussy, slowly at first, just to hear your sweet complains about how he needs to fuck you better. Faster. Harder.

Because then when he does, your praises of how good his cock feels motivates him even more. You'll have him panting, grunting and whimpering at the back of your neck like a little bitch in heat in no time, as he slams his hips against your ass without holding back.

Clap, clap, clap.

You arch your back deeper and reach your arm over your shoulder to hold at the back of his neck, his body sweating like he's run a marathon. San’s snakes a hand under your chest to hold you up against him.

Turning your head to crash your lips onto his, your tongues dance together in a sloppy, hot mess, barely kissing, jaws going slack by overwhelming pleasure as you moan and pant against each other's lips. You drag San's lips between your teeth, making him whimper and his cock twitch.

“Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yea–ah! Ah!” Moans increasing in pitch with each harsh thrust, fingers digging into his neck, the other on his ass, squeezing hard enough to bruise.

“You feel so good mommy, so warm, so–mmph, your... pussy, I–aaah~ fu–” San can't shut up.

“Mmh–yeah, that’s it," you encourage him. "Your cock feels so fucking good, baby. Just like tha–aah! You're doing so well. Such a good boy. My good boy.”

“Mommy, 'm gonna come, 'm gonna come–” San sobs, thrusting his hips even quicker as he desperately chases his high.

You feel the fire in your core grow, your legs shaking for a moment. Your bare pussy soaking his dick even more, the lewd sounds makes you impossibly horny, the feeling in your core like a rubber band tightening and threatening to burst.

“Come, come on my fingers, soak my cock, please, need you to come with me.” His thrusts become sloppy as he nears his high, and the tip of his cock accidentally slips into your pussy, making you both moan out loud in surprise, and he pulls out, chanting “Shit, sorry.”

“Sannie, I'm close,” you whine.

He kisses all over the side of your face before resting his forehead against your temple as his fingers start rubbing your clit furiously bringing you closer to your release.

“Gonna give you a big load, mommy, gonna–AH, fuck, gonna be a good boy and make a big mess, just like you want.”

“Come, come, baby,” you encourage him, voice strained and out of breath as pleasure overwhelms you.

That's all it takes for him to reach his high, hips stuttering before he stills with a loud grunt and paints your swollen pussylips white, your underwear being filled with his hot cum.

San holds your hips in place as you squirm and chant his name louder and louder as you near your release. San groans and bites down on your shoulder when you squeeze his dick between your thighs.

“‘m coming, ‘m come, I’m–Aah!” Your body tense up and legs start shaking, head falling back and jaw going slack as he coaxes you over the edge.

“That's it. Let go. Come all over me,” he whispers into your ear while frantically rubbing your clit.

That combined with the sound of your wetness mixing together with his cum sets the fire in your core free, bursting overwhelming pleasure spreading through your body. He presses down on your clit, making you whimper, riding out your high, grinding your shaky hips against his palm and milking his cock, overstimulating you both in the process.

"Thank you, mommy, thank you," San mumbles over and over, exhausted, pressed up tight against you.

Let's just say San slept real good after this, and he got his wish granted the next day—karaoke and booze. Perhaps you made him come in his jeans while dry humping the fuck out of him in the private karaoke room. Twice.

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WHAT IF I DIED

cckwarming w s4n

(dom!roomatesan x roommate!reader)

cw with s@n

you didn’t want to bother him, but he’s been in his room for almost 4 hours, just hearing some occasional yelling and groaning. you knew San was busy playing games with a group of online friends he called “ateez”, but you wanted to hang out with him, and you felt quite lonely from the lack of attention. it was the weekend so earlier, you texted up some of your other friends in hope for someone to interact with, but they were busy. so your last resort was your friendly roommate that you adored, and harbored a small crush on.

san was your age and worked as a personal trainer at a gym down the street. you had walked past his gym once and you were greeted with defined muscles covered in a sheen of sweat. he had damp hair and his grey tank top was drenched, making the shirt cling to his chest and you could see his pectoral muscles and abs on full display. you couldn’t help the rise of heat to your cheeks and the drop of your jaw if you tried. never have you seen your roommate so in his element, so sweaty so… fuck you felt a familiar heat in your lower belly and you had run back to your apartment and taken a cold shower in the shared bathroom.

since then, you’ve been noticing all the small things that San does that somehow turns you into a flustered mess. when he lounges around in grey sweats and a plain white wifebeater, your thighs clench together. when he’s in the tiny-ass kitchen with you and has to move past you, so he respectfully places his hands on your waist so he can maneuver around you, your tummy explodes with butterflies. when he makes you your morning coffee and presses a kiss to your forehead before he goes to get ready, fucking niagara falls accompanied by butterflies.

san also has a very rough voice when he first wakes up. he’s also a cuddler, which you did not expect. so imagine your surprise when you heard his alarm blaring at 7 am one morning and he wouldn’t turn it off, so you walked into his room and nudged him awake, making him groan and pull you by your arm right on top of him. then he proceeded to pull you flush against him and he nuzzled his head into your neck, groaning “not yet.” it would be an understatement to say you were burning red and almost shaking with desire.

san has never hidden his affection with you, and you’re sure that if people saw you two together, they would think you’re lovers. so now, waiting for 4 hours for some roommate bonding time, you were getting frustrated and sad. you really wanted to hang out with someone, and that someone being a buff-nerdy-gamer/personal trainer-roommate. building up your courage, you sheepishly knocked on his door and waited to hear a response. after nothing but more callouts, you sighed and opened the door. to your surprise, San was basically naked. he wore only a pair of basketball shorts and socks with his slippers. his black hair was fluffy and messy under the headphones, and his full chest was on display, hard nipples exposed to you. you swallowed hard and walked closer, making San finally notice you. he took off one headphone, seeming a bit sheepish, and he covered his chest with his arms.

“oh, hey, was i being too loud?” he asked, giving you a smile that made your heart burst. while he was taking a small break from gaming, he grabbed his water bottle and tipped it back, his throat swallowing deeply. your eyes locked on his throat and you felt yourself turning red. realizing he had asked you a question and was looking at you with a raised eyebrow, you stammered out a response.

“oh, n-no you weren’t. it’s just, you’ve been here for a while and i wanted to hang out with you for a bit… but if you’re too busy…” you trailed off, watching him fiddle with the rings he had on his right hand. your eyes greedily observed all the veins on his hands and his well-taken-care-of nails. his fingers were so nice and long, and so pretty with all the veins that clenched when he grabbed things. you imagined what his neck would look like gripping your neck, teasing your folds, finally sliding into you and curling upwa-

“hello, sweetheart?” he called you out of your filthy thoughts, a sly smile on his face and an eyebrow raised in a teasing manner. “your face is awfully red, what were you thinking about, hmm?”

you blushed even harder and nervously laughed, uncomfortably noticing how your panties were clinging to you, “nothing really, sorry i should go.”

his eyes seemed to narrow and a dark look came over his face as he grabbed your wrist, “i asked you a question and i don’t really appreciate you lying to my face.” his complete change in demeanor made you shiver with excitement and you weakly tugged at your arm. he didn’t budge and he pulled you closer to him. now your knees were touching and you looked down at him a bit.

you struggled to respond in the close proximity and you found it a bit hard to breathe, “ ‘m sorry. i was distracted by your hands.”

you wanted to die, the embarrassment heating your skin and making the room feel like a sauna. he hummed in thought, eyes flickering to your lips and then back to stare into you.

“what do you want with my hands?” he asked, voice low. his hand that wasn’t gripping your wrist reached to cup your jaw, and you felt your knees weaken at the intimacy of it all.

suddenly, his hand wrapped around your throat and he applied the slightest bit of pressure, making you whimper and fall to your knees. the sound you made spurred San on and his dick twitched in his pants at the sight of you on your knees.

“please,” you begged, not really knowing what you were begging for. you clenched your thighs together, seeking just a big of friction and he chuckled. his hand still wrapped around your throat and the other now tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“please what?” he asked, almost whispering, and he leant in so close that his lips were centimeters from your own. your eyes flickered down to his soft looking lips and you never felt a stronger urge to kiss someone than you did now.

“please touch me, hold me, anything!” you cried, one hand grabbing onto his thigh. he tsked, letting go of you and sitting back against the chair.

“you interrupted my game and now you want me to spend more time entertaining you?” he chuckled, messing with his headphones.

you felt ashamed and humiliated, but somehow that just made more arousal seep into your underwear. the way he was looking at you with lidded eyes, and his disinterested expression… you craved him. trying to express your apologies and desire, you leaned forward on your knees and nuzzled your head into his crotch. you mouthed wetly at his slightly chubbed cock through his shorts and he inhaled sharply, hand gripping his arm rest.

“fuck, you want me so bad, huh baby?” he laughed breathily and one hand gently raked through your hair. you just whined and mouthed at him again, wanting to express how much you wanted him. suddenly, his gentle caresses changed and he grabbed a chunk of your hair and pulled you, making your head snap up with a cry.

“my teammates are going to wonder where i went. i can’t let them down,” he said to you, sounding condescending and evil. you couldn’t help the flutter of your eyelids, and San laughed in shock.

“if you want me so badly, you can sit on me, princess,” he said, pulling you all the way upright onto your feet and then gesturing to his lap. you could see his hard outline sitting heavy in his lap through his damp shorts and you wanted it. you wanted him filling you up, pressing against your walls and all the nerves inside of you. you wanted him to twitch inside and fill you up with his hot release.

eagerly, you nodded and went to remove your panties from under your skirt. San’s eyes widened for a spilt second before it changed back into his nonchalant face. he leaned back into his chair and before you could step closer, he stopped you.

“you’re sure you want this? i’m going to be in you, love, and i truly want this. do you?” he asked, a bit of insecurity seeping into his voice. your heart stuttered in your chest at his consideration and you craved him even more. even though San was showing off a new exciting side, he was still your kind and loving roommate and your friend in the end.

you nodded and San cocked his brow. realizing he wanted verbal consent, you verbally agreed and he smiled with his cute dimple before he schooled his expression and motioned for you to come closer. he had you turn around so your back would be flush to his bare chest. he lifted his hips a bit and slid his shorts down a bit, pulling his cock out. he then pulled you down, so his cock rested against your folds. you ground gently a few times against him, addicted to the sounds that he made, and his cockhead caught on your entrance a few times. and then he finally slid into you. it felt a little painful from the stretch, but you were wet enough to make the slide easy. as soon as he bottomed out, you keened at how full you felt. he was thick enough to stretch you out and long enough to hit all the right places inside you. he kissed your neck, arms wrapped around your waist, and he whispered, “you doing okay? feels good?”

you moaned in response, wiggling around a bit before you tried to move. one arm wrapped tight around your waist and the other reached to hold your throat.

“i’m pretty comfortable right now,” San smirked and pulled you flush against him, making it impossible to move.

“s-san, what?” you whined, wanting to feel his cock catching on your walls and drilling into you.

“shh. sit still while i finish my round,” he bit your neck playfully while he unwrapped his arm from your waist and adjusted his headphones back on.

then he turned his mic back on and continued playing as if he wasn’t inside of you. you sat in shock but leaned back against his chest to stay comfortable. everytime he got too loud, you accidentally clenched around him, making him squeeze your neck and groan a bit.

“yo, san bro, you good over there?” a voice that was labeled Yunho in the chat called out.

he just squeezed your neck in a warning and your hips stilled (when did they start moving again?).

“all good, yunho. let’s counter-strafe,” he called out, clearing his throat. you whined softly when his hips bucked up into yours. san’s hand traveled from your neck to cover your mouth.

“shh baby, almost done and then i’ll fuck you for real. you can be good for me, right love?” he whispered, you clenched around him in response, making him curse and stumble in the game.

“clearly you can’t,” san grunted, trying to recover in the game. “don’t worry, baby. you’ll get what you deserve.”

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