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jongseongsmirk · 2 years ago

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literally based on this brainrot i had

single dad!sunghoon x gn!reader

also dedicated to @jungwoning ! i apologize if this isn't that great >< i rushed it today, i'm sorry ! <3

not proofread, english is not my first language ! be kind please ღ

It wasn’t unusual to see a renowned figure skater stroll around the mall with his son.

In fact, his fanbase usually awes over the miniscule interactions they’re able to capture and share online. Park Sunghoon, an olympic medalist turned business tycoon, spotted with his son! – and headlines would spread over media platforms with praises from the netizens on how he does a great job managing his time with his son. It was evident that his world now revolved around his 7 years old son.

If you were to tell him years ago that his life would drastically change from figure skating to his son, he might have laughed and shrugged it off, but now there is no denying that all these teasing came true.

He was bred into music and welcomed to the world as a winter baby, the cold became his second home and from a young age he showed outstanding skills in dancing on ice and he can never be more prouder of his son when he saw the first time he welcomed his newfound love to the rink he grew up in. Chanyeol learned that the cold could also be his best friend that very day, which left Sunghoon to a fit of giggles because how ironically destined was his new life to his previous one? He named his son hoping to live up to the illuminating and vibrant fire his name represents, however his son’s first love was also the cold? It contradicted. But he loved the beautiful irony it gives off.

“Dad” Sunghoon hummed in reply, his eyes meeting his son’s beautiful hazel eyes. “Do you think I could have them?” His son asked innocently, pointing to a direction opposite to where he was facing. Before looking, he could never pass up an opportunity to educate his son on manners. “Yeol, pointing is rude right?”

“I know! but..”

“there shouldn’t be an exception to pointing with a finger, always do it with all your fingers facing upward, okay?” with that, sunghoon ruffled his son’s hair. turning around to see the very being who captured his son’s interest.

Although he contemplated. It was also rude to ask for a person, if that’s what his son pertained. And sunghoon sighed as he came to a realisation that his son, chanyeol, was no doubt spoiled and if what he asks for isn’t possible. Sunghoon started to think of excuses– until his sight fixated on what his son was pointing at.

On the farther side of the store, the main entrance was decorated with a white piano. And with the countless trips to this store, it was a first timer for these two to encounter an event where the piano was finally given love.

Seemingly reaching the end of the piece that played in the background while he ‘scolded’ his son, a short round of applause broke the trance he nearly settled in. and without a second thought, he picked up his son and with large strides, he stood alongside the bystanders who were also intrigued by the sudden playing.

His ears picked up on the conversation, and if it wasn’t for his son he was sure that he would devour the figure who sat on the piano stool. “Dad, you might drool!” Chanyeol tugged at his dad’s cheeks, giggling at the widened eyes of his father with his mouth agape. With a silent tug to be put down, his son sat on his father’s shoes to avoid his pants from getting dirty.

Sunghoon watched as the musician’s fingers hesitated to move. He watched with such intensity how they turned around to maybe look for the person they were just conversing with, and time slowed down when his eyes met a set of alluring doe-y eyes that hid behind a thin metal frame. His eyes trailed down to their lips, enjoying how it moved with every word. And it hit him, you were talking to him.

His eyes widened for a second, struggling to find words that could possibly answer your question, or what you just said. But how could he? For those few seconds, time deafened him and highlighted every part of you.

“Dad, you really have to stop getting distracted!” His son pouted, tugging at the slacks he wore “they asked if i can sit with them for the next piece they’ll play!”. Sunghoon found it as the perfect excuse to have a semi-permanent reminder of you, whipping out his phone to record while he nodded vigorously.

He wasn’t able to hear the conversation between you and his son, your little giggle drowned out every sound. Skimming his phone for the camera app, he almost froze when he heard you burst into laughter with his son. It took every ounce of his being not to ask for your name and your number at that very moment, instead he looked at your figure with a serene gaze. You get along with his world, and if it weren’t for the scales that your hands belted out, maybe he’d continue to stare at you and drown out every sound once again.

Sunghoon’s hands were almost flailing around, a repetitive gesture of bringing his phone up to record or down to his side was seen by many. And he couldn’t care less if he looked like a fool, after all, it was only you and his son that mattered.

After contemplating whether to keep you on his phone, or enjoy the moment. He settled in by taking a picture and stuffing his phone back to his pocket. He broke out a goofy smile when he saw how mesmerized his son is with your playing.

He wasn’t sure what made him want you. You were only adorned with a cream cardigan, your eyes were only fixated on the iPad that was perched on the piano, your hair was well-kept and dyed black, your shoes were just a pair of converse, your voice was calming, and the music you played were classics. So what made him want you? What caught his attention?

Maybe it was the strands of hair that you blow out of the way while playing, or maybe the way you play with passion? Or maybe how you got along with his son?

Sunghoon wasn’t the type to believe in love-at-first-sight, but maybe for you he would go against what he doesn’t believe in. Upon laying his eyes on you, you felt like the warmth he loves when stepping out of the rink. He wanted to know you.

He needed to know more than what you’ve presented.

Unknowingly, the music ended and a round of applause erupted. Drowning out the thank you’s you say. Feeling a tug on his slacks, he looked down to meet his son’s eyes.

“So can we have them? They teach the piano! And I wanna practice with them too! Maybe they can create renditions for my figure skating numbers too!” His son continues to tug on his slacks with visible enthusiasm. Sunghoon kneeled down to meet his son’s enthusiasm, nodding as if agreeing to his absurd request of having you.

While they talk with smiles on their faces, the same eyes he fell into trance with looked at them with a small smile. And if Sunghoon saw it, it was sure that it might have caused him a heart attack. As the musician made their exit, the father and son duo was still preoccupied as Chanyeol animatedly reenacted the musician’s actions.

“You should say thank you to the…” sunghoon’s words trailed when his eyes rested on an empty stool. Almost disheartened as he wasn’t able to talk to you up close, his eyes focused on what seemed like a piece of paper.

He rushed to it while his son was left dumbstruck by his father’s sudden movement, his little hands rested on his waist when he caught sight of his father returning with a card in his hand.

(Y/N) (L/N)

Music Tutor

0XX-XXX-XXX

The card read, and with a dumb smile on his face, He reached out to his son’s hand with the thoughts of buying a piano for his son, and maybe to see you again.

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jongseongsmirk · 2 years ago

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[SABRINA CARPENTER] crossover ep of your dreamssss @ enhypen :’)))

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jongseongsmirk · 2 years ago

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"this love came back to me." - XI

Pairing: Sunghoon!AU x Reader

Summary: sunghoon never stopped loving his best friend's older sister. even when you broke his heart. even when you left. will he finally let you go or will you finally open up your heart to him?

Chapter word count: 1.430k

CHAPTER WARNINGS: eheheheh; lovers zone; touchy sunghoon; mentions of sex; kissing; mentions of alcohol;

XI. my pretty girl

Sunghoon stands with his hands behind his back, a tall proud silhouette in front of the rising moon. With his slick black hair brushed back, he can easily be mistaken for a prince, a perfect son of a royal family. If it wasn’t for his modern clothes, sometimes you’d think he jumped straight out of a fairy tale book.

His eyes sparkle like they always do when he sees you, his gaze skating over your figure. A mistake.

Big mistake, because you’re so beautiful, it steals the newfound oxygen from his lungs. He swallows thickly and takes a step toward you as you take another one back. Another step – and your back meets the cold railing of the balcony. Doesn’t matter how hot the summer nights are, that goddamn railing was always freezing.

He takes another, final step toward you until you have to tilt your head back to maintain eye contact. There's nothing separating you now but a whiff of a breath in the hot, humid air. You remember when the two of you were the same height.

“Hi, pretty,” he knows you're tired; he can sense it in the way you instantly cling to him and respond quietly, "Missed you.”

“Missed you more.”

You’ve only been apart for two hours, maximum. But you’ve gotten so wrapped around him over the past month that every second away feels like a lifetime, however dramatic that may sound. His eyes drop to your stained red lips, the strawberry-scented lip oil making it difficult to look away.

“Everyone keeps pestering me about us.”

You'd attempted to keep your relationship private for a while, at least a couple of weeks. But destiny had other plans when Sunghoon showed up at your house in a fitted black tee and jeans that only hugged him in the right places. You could only do so much.

Sunghoon scoffs, more amused than exasperated, “'Course they are. Everyone saw you dragging me upstairs last week.”

You cock your head to one side, “Dragging you? Last time I checked, you came willingly.”

He'd run wherever you told him to.

He nods meaningfully, reaching up and tucking his right hand underneath your jaw, “I sure did, pretty.”

It takes you a couple of seconds to catch up, but the ever-present smirk on his handsome face gives him away.

“God, you’re disgusting,” your cheeks are burning, as they always do when his smart mouth comes out to play.

He’s still smirking as his gaze moves over your features slowly, tongue pressed into his cheek. He can’t believe you’re his girl.

“You love it.”

“No I don’t,” you sound far weaker than what you want to. Was it always this hard not to kiss him when he was just an inch away?

You can tell he’s not really listening anymore. His all-rough palms find your bare waist with ease, giving it a squeeze before pulling you into his chest, “Are you breaking my heart, pretty?”

Your smaller hands skate up his torso to rest on his shoulders, “You’re not getting rid of me that easily Park.”

“No?”

“Never,” you counter, wrapping your arms around his neck absentmindedly, “As long as you keep the nasty jokes to yourself.”

“You know I can’t,” he murmurs, “I’m barely holding myself together right now. I mean,” Sunghoon says, his voice lower now, gravelly. His eyes drop to the column of your throat as you swallow, soft inches of bare skin that are waiting to be marked, again, “We should’ve just stayed up in your room.”

He leans forward and swipes his thumb over your bottom lip gently, with just enough pressure. Just a few hours ago, you were tracing all his skin with your finger, his wet lips on your neck.

“Behave.”

It’s a poor attempt to scold him, but you do your best. It’s hard to think when your boyfriend, your very very attractive boyfriend, is caging you against a balcony. There’s something so…personal, about being with him, about being locked away in his arms. Being his. It makes everyone and everything at the party feel miles away.

Fuck, you can barely remember what you were doing before you found him. You have to remind yourself that you’re out in public.

You’ll never get tired of kissing Sunghoon. There isn’t a word to describe how you feel when you’re with him, but it’s…unreal. So devastatingly good, almost too good to be real. He’s so close, his head ducking to yours, lips a hairsbreadth away and yet still so far.

“Stop teasing, asshole.”

“Not doing anything, angel.”

You place your hands on Sunghoon’s sharp jaw, “Gonna make me do it myself?”

“Well…You did kiss me first. It’s only fair we honor the tradition.”

“Right,” You raise your brow skeptically, “Trying to get blue balls tonight, I see.”

“You can’t resist me, pretty” he hedges, grinning roguishly, “The sex is way hotter when you’re piss—”

The flesh of your palm presses into his cheeks, and you pull him closer, red lips making contact with his. Hard. It’s the sort of kiss that bruises, that has the pair of you gasping for air.

His hand drops to your ass, palming it unapologetically, a habit he acquired rather quickly once you two got together. Not that you’d ever complain. Sunghoon will never have enough of you at once.

You’re all consuming, all his.

When you do finally pull away, all you see are plump lips and eyes that seem brighter than they were before.

“I love you,” he repeats, sighing defeatedly, leaning into your touch.

You tilt his chin down again, so you can peck his chin, “I love you,” Your warm cheeks burning, “So much.”

Sunghoon leans forward, pressing his lips to yours. It’s not really a kiss, just resting his lips on top of yours and breathing each other in. And you stay like that for what feels like hours, wrapped in each other’s embrace and soaking in the reality that you’re finally happy.

“Can you say it again?” His lips don’t move from yours, so the words are muffled, but you hear him just the same.

“You’re pushing it.”

“Say it.”

“I love you.”

His lips pull up until he’s sending you that sweet, devilish grin, through half-lidded eyes, feeling the way his lungs squeeze when you look at him that way.

“My pretty girl.”

You’ve never been so thankful for the curious voice in the back of your head. For bravery and fear, the relief, and the joy he brings to you. And his laughter, his stupid, stupendous, loud laughter. There was never someone quite as extraordinary and perfect as Sunghoon for you. Whatever self-compromises, doubts, and thorns you both went through. It was worth it. The absolute sacrifices and his speechless selflessness when it came to you, to only want to give you the very best.

You understand it all now.

“You’re never leaving my sight again.”

His head dips down towards the left side of your head, pressing his lips softly behind your ear. You thank your lucky stars for the balcony railing and his sturdy body, otherwise, you’d already be on your knees as he slowly moves down your neck.

Sunghoon loves the way you shudder beneath him when he touches you. You love it just as much.

“We’re in public,” You gulp, taking a deep breath to stop yourself from doing something you’ll regret later on. Like flashing your entire family and letting Sunghoon do whatever he wants with you.

However, he pays no mind to you, pushing your hair back, giving him more access to your neck, sparing no time. Your head automatically falls back, mouth agape as you let out a soft sight, craning your neck to him.

“I can stop pretty..” He’s teasing, lips separating from your neck.

“Oh my fucking god?!”

Jake’s voice wakes you up from whatever trance you were stuck on. Your hands automatically push Sunghoon away, and if you weren’t traumatized enough by the situation, you’d have laughed at the way he stumbles, the surprised look on his face would’ve had you teasing him for hours.

Jake ducks his head and grimaces, making loud, gagging noises that only heighten your embarrassment. “Fucking,” he manages between faux retching, “Disgusting.”

Sunghoon’s quick enough to call him out, “Get your ass back inside.”

“My eyes!” He screeches, “I know you got all this pent-up sexual frustration going on, but the balcony, really?!”

“We’ve done worse.”

You glance over at your brother helplessly, looking reasonably chagrined. “He’s kidding,” you try.

“’M not,” Sunghoon challenges, gaze set on his best friend, brows raised, “Want me to list them?” He trails off, eyeing Jake warily.

“Sunghoon!” you interrupt sharply, feeling your cheeks burn.

Your brother backs up, hand wrapped around his mouth as if the alcohol he drowned tonight is about to make a special appearance, “This is officially the worst summer of my life.”

Sunghoon pays him little attention, eliminating the space between you two again, sneaking a quick kiss to your cheek.“Deal with it.”

Yeah, you're going to marry this man.

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...yes, im alive.

it took me so long to update but I really had no idea what to write, and honestly idk how many chapters are left. let me know if you'd like to see something particular.

Also, I know this chapter isn't super long like the last one but I did my best lmao. Hope you enjoy horny Sunghoon.

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jongseongsmirk · 2 years ago

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You know how Sunghoon kind of stopped trying to beef up so he kind of lost some muscle mass right? (Boy got so much skinnier over the past few months) so imagine if you innocently praised Jay one morning "oooo youre definitely getting beefier" and sunghooon , being the jealous-prone person he is, that comment reply over and over again in his mind -- the anger and jealous of which he didnt verbally express but physically took out on you that night as he manhandles and pound on you until youre reduced to a moaning crying mess "trust me no amount of lifting and muscles would ever make Jay be able to make you feel this good". He would proceed to lift you up while pounding onto you, compeletely feeling good over the way you would weakly rest your head on the nook of his neck, exhuasted but delirious from pleasure.

ABSOLUTELY JEALOUS SUNGHOON??? SIGN ME UP (hard hours: open)

hanging out at the dorms and noticing how much jay has bulked up. deciding to just send him a friendly compliment. you think nothing of it but sunghoon watching the way your eyes linger whenever jay flexes his muscles. the jealousy from you giving jay your attention is slowly eating away at him.

that night he decides to fuck you so hard you won’t forget. absolutely manhandling you and abusing your poor pussy. telling you how he saw the way you looked at jay’s muscles and no matter how much he works out he’ll never be able to fuck you half as good as he does. picking you up and throwing you around to shoe you that he’s still strong even when he’s not working out as frequently.

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ok so i was thinking jay (of course) and me doing a birthday party at his place and having a lot of fun until a friend comes up and started talking to me and jay gets possessive then sex happens and then we cuddle after. i hope that makes sense🤗

WARNING:: jealous bf! Jay, oblivious!reader, oral, rough sex, marking, hair pulling, scratching, fluff, aftercare, cuddling.

SUMMARY:: Jay doesn’t like the way Heeseung pushes up against you while he’s not around, but he also doesn’t like the fact that you don’t even have a slight clue it’s happening.

AN:: happy 20th, it’s been a while since I’ve written for ENHA so if I’m lacking a bit do not mind me! This plot reminds me of jealousy by Monsta x I fucking love that song. Also wish shonty a happy birthday!

Jay knew the nasty feeling growing in his stomach, his anger was latching on his brain like a leech telling him to hit his own friend, but he knew he could never do that. Everyone by now was pretty drunk and it was pretty well into the night everyone scattered around his apartment as music played while they sipped on whatever drinks they had scoured to get their fingers on before and during the party.

You sat on the couch letting Jay wonder off for a bit to talk with Sunwoo and Eric in the kitchen that had an arch way with a view that shot straight to the couch you had sat on. Where his eyes burned into the side of Heeseung’s head, Jay couldn’t help but clench his teeth at the wretched feeling spreading through his chest and settling over his heart as Heeseung practically had no space between the both of you.

Jay knew he wasn’t a good lip reader but he could catch on to what exactly you had been saying as you talk almost animatedly at the man next to you. “So schools going well?” Heeseung asks as the smell of his cherry vape and whatever he had in his cup had become very apparent to your nose. “It’s not that bad but sometimes a few of my professors can get bitchy” You shrug as you recall a few times your teachers had upset you with their attitudes.

“I didn’t know journalism professors were so uptight, business major is alright but nothing compared to writing” he replies shaking his head. “I’m sure business will pay off in the long run. It might not be fun now but when you get that degree in the end you’re going to have more things to worry about than a few assignments” you say sternly making Hee grin. He liked that you were wise it reminded him of Jay that’s why he liked seeing you together so much, you both could argue and debate each other over the smallest things and he could just blink and you guys would be right back to normal.

“That is true but journalists have it kind of easy if you think about it. Assignments about writing and prompts and stuff, it’s what you like to do so I know it’s a breeze doing work” he smiles. “Not all the time, it’s kinda hard to not have full creative freedom, or even just making it appropriate for school. Writers block will 100% fuck you over at some point” you go on a small rant only realizing halfway through how much you’re talking.

“Sorry am I talking too much? Sometimes I don’t catch on when I do” you say cautiously making Heeseung smile showing off his pretty teeth “you’re fine” he pats your leg and that’s when you feel a burning stare and a shiver run through your spine. You know that stare and you hated to be the one that it was directed at. Clearing your throat you excuse yourself to the bathroom.

Standing up from the very warm and comfortable couch you exchange a sort of looks with Jay before you trail off towards his bedroom as his was attached to his room only hoping it was empty. And to your pleasure it was. Your feet patter across the wooden floors as you push open the door met with an empty and neatly put together bathroom.

You let the almost white light flicker before your met with your reflection in the mirror. You looked high, and you couldn’t blame yourself maybe getting a second hand high from the amount of times you’ve had smoke blown in your direction. You pick at your hair flattening fly away hairs and readjusting others. The slight build up of sweat on the back of your neck slightly irritating you.

Twisting the knob the sink you let cold water run over the palm of your hand giving you a slight chill. The sound of heavy feet could barely be heard over the water draining, you press your hand to the back of your neck letting the cold water dribble slightly as it cools your hot skin. Your eyes flutter shut as you press your cold fingers in multiple spots letting out a soft sigh.

The sink water no longer running has your eyes shooting open in surprise being met by the familiar dark gaze of Jay. His hands press against your back and slowly move over your waist. “Everybody is leaving soon, say your goodbyes. Wouldn’t want people to think you’re ditching your own party” he murmured as your hands drop down the marble counter as small droplets of water meet your palm leaving the countertop slippery.

“I’ll be out soon” you say breathlessly at the feeling of his chest pressed against your back. “Don’t be too long” he says louder than before pressing a searing kiss into the juncture of your neck before patting your hip gently. Slipping away from the bathroom and back to the living room he sees that many have left and many are packing up waiting to say bye.

Jay sits on the far end of the very couch you and Heeseung had been sitting on not baring the dirty blonde haired boy a look deeming he’d sink his eyes into the carpet just below his feet. When he hears your shoes make friction against the carpet as well. Standing to his feet he watches as you stop at the head of the small coffee table.

“You guys are heading out?” You ask pretending to not have a clue, many nod and stand to their feet as well bidding goodbye and happy birthdays, you thank them for showing up as they walk towards the door as a new flock of friends gather in. “We don’t hang out much, but maybe soon I could treat you to something to eat?” Heeseung says as he pulls you in for a hug.

You feel warm at the touch those eyes are once again glaring at you, Jay could care less to hide the fact he was not pleased in the slightest. “Yeah of course, just text Jay or something and we’ll figure it out” you pay his back before skipping out of his hug. You and Jay follow Gee to the door before hee stops in his tracks turning to Jay “I’ll text you in the morning to check in” he says with a firm nod before continuing to follow behind those who left before him.

The last guest to leave being Heeseung made you sigh as you swing the door shut. The tension now filling the room and almost suffocating you. “You like to piss me off, don’t you?” Jay says his tone baring no jokes. “What? Why would I aim to piss you off?” You ask your tone being just as harsh as his “you and hee? That’s how you want to play it?” He asks watching your fingers twist the lock as the cold mad stings your skin.

“Way to be brash, if you’re jealous it’s nothing to say it out loud” you shrug giving off an annoyed tone. “I’m jealous. You didn’t even look at me once after he touched you” he says making you roll your eyes as you turn to face him pressing your back against the door. “Regardless of if I look at you or not. I’m still here. Did you see me leave with Heeseung?” You ask tilting your head. “No” he answers shortly not wanting the small argument to escalate.

You reach your hands to his shoulders overlapping on the back of his neck. “Okay then. You have nothing to worry about” your eyes flicker back in forth to read his face for any doubt. But Jay doesn’t like that, his hands wrap over your waist pulling your hips against his “good” he says shortly as he presses a rough kiss to your lips stealing the breath out of your lungs. His hands gripping your waist eagerly as he lets his tongue slip past your lips.

Slowly moving away from the door Jay redirects you in the opposite direction making sure to not break the kiss. he both of you shedding clothes throughout the halls until you make it into his bedroom with nothing but your underwear on. Your both messily kissing each other until your back is pressed against the bedsheets and your head rests against the pillow.

pulling your panties down and sliding them off your ankle he discards them. The view of your pussy practically shining in all its wet glory. Jay was desperate. To touch, taste and fill you up in so many ways he couldn't even think straight.

His hands unclip your bra watching your breasts spill out of the fabric and padding. Discarding it his hands palm your chest as leans down to lick your sensitive nipples making you let out a small moan.

Nobody had ever made you feel so good just by barely touching. Until Jay had decided to drag his face down your stomach, littering small kisses on your sweet supple skin until he stopped at the place you needed him most.

Kissing down your inner thigh sucking hickeys into your skin you shiver at the feeling of his warm tongue giving your puffy lips a small lick. Whispering a curse under his breath he licks again this time he is much more confident.

he holds your thighs when the pleasure starts seizing your limbs, as the feeling of his warm tongue licking from your hole to your clit and sucking needly. You moan as your hand reaches for the back of his head pushing him against your pussy.

Groaning against you sent vibrations all over as you let out a small giggle that broke into a moan feeling the harsh pad of his thumb rub against your clit while his tongue worked to push inside you.

The sounds you make are music to his ears. He presses his nose on your clit, inhaling your scent deeply before his tongue dives inside your waiting pussy. You pull onto his hair, writhing against his face. "Feels so good" you moan as you roll your hips against his face.

You could feel his lips curve against your pussy sending shivers down your spine. The wet muscle repetitively enters you, eager to gather your nectar. It feels like heaven, stomach tightening with each second.

Pulling away his thumb Jay flattens his tongue against you licking from your entrance to your clit again, kissing it he sucks harshly on the bud with no regard as you moan his name mindlessly.

"Oh fuck" you manage to whimper out you tug at his hair as he groaned, your eyes shut as you "please use your fingers" you moan neediness dripping from your tone. His hand moving from your plush thigh, his thumb rubbing harsh circles on your clit he pulled away licking your clit once more his middle and ring fingers make way to your entrance.

Pushing in slowly you groan at the penetration, easing your tight walls around his thick fingers as he pushes them deeper you feel the cool metal on his rings all the way at the knuckles of his fingers as it grounds you from the euphoric feeling.

Pulling his head he looks up at you with your juices on his swollen lips and on his chin his fingers begin to move opening your eyes. You look down at him feeling his gaze as he watches you react gasping as the feeling you grind down against his fingers "you think Heeseung will make you feel this good?" He says as he licks your essence off of his lips, you shake your head in denial.

His hair now disheveled as his cheeks were blooming with a soft blush, you nod eagerly "You want me to go faster for you?" He coos feeling you clench around him at the sound of his lewd words, you clench harder "yes please" you say losing your mind on his fingers as you absentmindedly grind down on them.

Without a single falter in his movements his fingers began to rub against the gummy part of your walls at a faster rate as the sound of your sopping pussy getting pounded by his fingers made you squeal.

"Oh my god" you cry out hoping to god he wouldn't stop the rewarding pace he had set. Your hips involuntarily buck against his fingers as his assault of pleasure on your pussy consumed you whole.

"I'm close" you whine as the sloshing sound and the sound of you and Jay's mixed heavy breathing had been the only thing you could hear "yeah, you gonna cum all over my fingers?" He asks teasingly as his tongue licks a long stripe against your clit that had the feeling in the pit of your stomach churning in anticipation for your orgasm.

"Yes, wanna cum just for you" you whine under your breath as he pushes and pulls his fingers in and out of you faster watching you come closer and closer to the edge waiting for him to catch you. He sucks and licks your clit harshly making you let out a loud moan as you cum all over his fingers.

Not stopping his actions he presses his fingers into your thighs pulling you against his face as you try to wiggle away whimpering. The feeling of pleasure had become overwhelming his tongue and fingers making your legs shake around his head as your fingers found the roots of his platinum hair tugging harshly wishing he'd let up. "It's too much" you moan as your thighs tightly wrap around his head. His fingers moving faster earns a loud moan as your back arches off bed sheets.

You could feel another orgasm building up as you hiccup out babbles and pleas from pleasure. The sloppy sounds make your head spin. one of your hands moves to grip the hair on the back of his head and you push his face into yourself even more.

you breathily moaned his name and that made him piston his fingers in and out of you faster and curling them to hit your g-spot your jaw drops as you let out a silent scream as the knot in your stomach is finally released once again yet more intense than the first one.

"So good" he hummed as he fucks you through your high slowing down as he kisses your clit that's now sensitive making you writhed under him. "Doing so good for me" he smiles as he pulls away from you kissing your thighs as if he was rewarding you.

You let out a small huff that turned into a choked moan when his long fingers pulled out of you. With no hesitation he sucked on his fingers licking off any essence and cum you had left on his digits.

Pulling them away he leans in to kiss you letting his tongue brush over yours to taste yourself. Pulling him closer, the kiss becoming more intense and rough, your hand cupping his jaw as the other rests against his naked back you drag your nails against his skin leaving behind red trails of irritation, groaning against your lips.

Jay, giving you no time or space turned you around giving him the perfect view of everything. Pushing the small of your back down as you arch your back on all fours, your chest pushed against the fabric of the couch you were met with the mirror perched up in the corner of your living room, the view of your bare body.

Heat practically traveling to your face in record time, you could see Jay looking down at your ass, his hand rubbing gentle circles making you close your eyes, a sharp sting on your ass making your eyes shoot open as you felt his hand leave a harsh smack on your skin.

And another. Your body feeding into the pain, you could only moan at the satisfaction of his palm meeting the bare skin of your ass. "Does that feel good?" he said as you felt the harsh wet pad of his thumb rub against your aching pussy. "Yes" you whimper as you're letting out harsh huffs of air from your throat.

You clench around nothing begging for him to actually fuck you without saying a word. Jay uses his knees to spread your legs more, his hand at the base of his cock that's painfully hard, rubbing it against your entrance, your hips shake at the sudden feeling making the both of you hiss.

Pushing himself inside you, you felt full to the brim like he could split you open, his hips slowly fucking into you. "Please" you beg and for what exactly? You didn't know. "You feel so fucking good" he groaned as one of his hands gripped at your ass.

The sound of skin on skin reverberated through the room, your moans are unceremoniously loud and cannot be helped, "fuck Jay" you feel the harsh snap of his hips as he gave you no time to get used to be stuffed full of his cock.

Your arms reach back as you let out a whine wishing his brutal pace would slow down, only for him to grab both of your forearms as he pulled you in harder, "fuck" he said letting out guttural moans.

Your hips shake and you moan at every snap of his hips, the sound of your sopping wet hole makes you even more embarrassed yet you couldn't get enough. "You wanna cum?" He asked his moans getting caught in his throat yet you only nod.

"Yes- please let me cum" you beg, as his hips relentlessly snap into a spot that made your mind go completely blank, "right there" you groan making him hum "yeah? Right here?" He says as he pushes you down completely his legs caging you in, your hands grip at the cushion of the couch wanting to Barry your face and hide your loud moans.

His tip plunging in and out of you at the same spot, gasping as you feel the familiar tightening in the pit of your stomach completely release and tighten around him, his hips twitch and his thrusts become sloppy, he was close and you could tell as he fucked you through your high.

"I'm cumming" he slurred, you bite your lips holding in a loud groan as his hands press your hips down against his pelvis as he finishes inside you filling you with the warm feeling of his cum. Catching his breath he pulls out and watches his cum drip on the fabric of his bed sheets, too high off of his own orgasm to care his thumb comes in contact with your slit rubbing his cum against your clit you hiss in sensitivity letting your thighs snap shut.

Your hips involuntarily shake Jay then realizes how spent you are and decides to let you off the hook for now. You roll onto your side as Jay settles beside you, his hand resting on your naked hip rubbing small circles of comfort before you lean in closer to his body heat. “I’m sorry” he mumbled as you settled to rest your head against his chest, his chin resting against your hair.

“It’s okay, I get it. You don’t like when people touch me like that and I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again” you say gently. “I don’t mind that, at first I was really mad but eventually I let it go because I trust you and I trust hee” Jay says as he kisses the crown of your head. The soft puffs of air you were letting out indicated you were on the verge of falling asleep and he can’t help but to grin proudly.

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Blackmail and Bentley’s|| P.js

cheating!married!Park Jongseong x cheating!home wrecking!reader

Warnings: Cheating, (Jay is married w a kid, and reader has a bf) you and Jay being home wreckers<3, Rich CEO!Jay+fem bodied reader, mentions of blackmail, choking, slapping, heavy degradation (names like slut, whore, and stupid) spanking, pain kink, age gap (reader is 18 and Jay is 28) size kink if you squint and manhandling, Jay is toxic and doesn’t give a fuck about anyone but himself

Please remember this is just fiction and as always, don’t like it? Don’t read it

You put on a brave face as pain spread through your left arm that Jay was gripping in anger. He was furious as he fumbled with the key card to the hotel he just dragged you to. He was at a cafe business meeting with his business partner Jake, when you came up to him wearing a pencil skirt that was a little too short for a professional setting and white button up that was way too tight around your breasts, claiming to be his ‘secretary’. Jake seemed suspicious of you and Jay was pissed to say the least.

“I don’t even have a fucking secretary, what were you thinking!? I bet you weren’t even thinking we’re you? You just want what you want and don’t think about anyone else but yourself. Because that’s what attention whores do” he spat. Your expression was unchanging as he unlocked the door of the room, pushing you inside roughly and slamming the door before walking up to you. “You’re becoming a real pain in my ass y’know” he said and then slammed his lips onto yours, the taste of a hazelnut coffee heavy on his tongue. Your hands tugged at the fabric of his expensive blazer and he pushed you again, making you fall back on the plush king sized bed. He got on top of you kissing your neck desperately as though he wanted to ravage you.

“First you show up at my sons soccer practice where my wife can see you, and now this? What the hell are you trying to do?” He growled and you whimpered as he pressed his thigh against your pussy, spreading your legs for him. He scoffed, palm of his hand reaching to slap against your soft cheek, turning your head sideways slightly. “I asked you a question you stupid slut” tears wound up in your eyes and you looked away from him. “You were ignoring me…just wanted you” you whisper and he softened. “Did you really? Or did you just want my dick?” He thrusted his bulge against you and you threw your head back gripping his biceps as you tried to contain your noises.

“Fucking knew it. You don’t love me, just love the way I fuck you” his hands snatch your button up open, revealing your ivory lace bra to him. If he didn’t know any better he’d think you were just an innocent girl. But innocent girls don’t fuck married men, do they.

“I’ll give you what you want baby. But first you’re going to suffer for it.” “No, Jay please I’m sorry!—“ he pulls you by your collar, laying you over his lap, ass situated over his knees. “Shut up unless I ask you to speak” he commands and you know better than to disobey, no matter how much you wanted to beg for his forgiveness. “Tch. Look at this excuse of a fucking skirt…you may as well have worn nothing” he yanks your skirt down along with your panties, leaving your lower half humiliatingly bare. Your hands reach back to cover yourself and he slaps them out of the way.

“It’s a bit too late to have some shame now, isn’t it?” Jay shoves his hand between your plush thighs, fingers spreading your arousal around your pussy feeling just how wet you had been getting from all of this. “I can hear how wet you are. On second thought you really should be ashamed of yourself” his hand leaves your pussy to land a hard hit on your ass, making you help out in pain and squirm in his lap. “Stay still. I want you to count every hit I land on your perfect ass, okay darling?”

You nod as tears roll down your cheek and you sob when his hand hits your ass again. “Use your words when you fucking respond to me” “Y-yes sir! I’m sorry I’ll count!” And so hit after hit, you counted. Jay gave zero fucks about how hard you were crying and would wait patiently for you to say the next number before continuing to slap your ass silly. Now your ass was red with hand marks and welts, and it hurt for him to even run his hand over it. Luckily, he felt you had suffered enough for your actions. “Oh baby, look” he makes you stand up, folding you in half over the end of the bed, turning your head to the mirror behind you. You could see handprints all over your ass, but more importantly you could see the slick mess your cunt had was making all over your inner thighs.

You hid your face in the bed, embarrassed to be seen like this. “Why are you hiding? You were so bold showing up in front of my wife and kid” he tugs on your hair, pulling your head up and you whine at the burning sensation on your scalp. “S-stop teasing me Jay! And stop pulling my hair it fucking hurts!” You shout angrily at him. You yelling at him was about as scary as a kitten hissing. “Stop, Or else what? You can’t do shit Y/n” your hearts pounds inside your chest as he pulls your head back more to stare into your eyes.

“I’ll tell your wife. You think you’re so fucking powerful just wait until I tell her you’re fucking an 18 year old” Jay rolls his eyes

“Just like a home wrecking slut. What about my son? You gonna take his daddy away from him like that?” Tears roll down your face as guilt starts to eat at you again.

“Y-you did that to him. Not me” “No Y/n. WE did that” Jay kicks his shoes off and unbuckles his belt, pushing his pants and boxers down to his ankles and standing behind you as he positioned his tip at your entrance. “Besides. Don’t act like I’m the only one who has something to lose. What about your little boyfriend? What’s his name..Sunoo?” Just before you can answer, jay slams his cock into you with no warning, and no preparation, making you scream and grip onto the sheets. The stretch burns, but in the best way possible. His pace is brutal, giving you no time at all to adjust to his size splitting you open.

“I asked you a question Y/n. What about Sunoo? Can he fuck you like this?” You can barely breathe, let alone speak as Jay jackhammers his dick into you, hitting the right spot every time.

“N-No! He can’t! He fucking can’t!” Your throat feels hoarse and scratchy as you cry for him

“That’s right he can’t. You’re not gonna tell my wife shit because no one will ever fuck you like I can” Jay leans over you, muttering something about how you just love his dick too much, as he wraps his ring studded fingers around your neck, cutting off your air supply. You knew your relationship with Jay was wrong. Maybe the way he choked you out during sex was permanently damaging your brain. He makes you completely dick dumb, and maybe that’s why you can’t stop fucking him, no matter who you hurt in the process.

A/n: bloom here ☺️ hope you guys enjoyed this 2nd post from me in the last 24 hours Bc I can’t seem to stop writing 😭maybe my blog is in it’s honeymoon phase, I just have a lot of ideas😂. If you liked (or loved 👉🏽👈🏽🥺) this chapter then please leave a comment or reblog this post. Thank you <3 take care

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[ENHYPEN OFFICIAL]

We believe in ENGENE that shakes ENHYPEN 💙

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Sunghoon is so intense here.

#enhypen #sunghoon #sunghoon imagines

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THE SECRETS WE KEEP

PAIRING: model!sunghoon x model!fem reader

GENRE: smut, enemies to sex buddies, unprotected sex (don't be silly, wrap your willy!), choking, fingering, slight degradation, slight praising, usage of nicknames, hate sex, changing room sex, park sunghoon has a big dick.

SYNOPSIS: you were more than estatic to have gotten an opportunity to be the brand model for your favourite brand, not knowing that your enemy since the school days, park sunghoon, will be your partner for the same. now, you wondered how you'll survive with him being so close to you during the entirety of the shoot, his hand lingering on your body a lot more than you'd expected.

WC: 1.8k words

WARNING: 18+ content, minors dni.

A/N: aaa i took your birthday as an opportunity to write a bit of sunghoon filth! happiest birthday @robyn-core <33 i hope you enjoy this little gift! all likes, comments, reblogs and feedbacks are highly appreciated! don't forgot to wish our birthday girl a very happy day! <33 iloveyou guys :3

“Stop doing that,” you seethed out, a neutral expression plastered on your face, paying attention to the cameraman in front of you, a big flash being your cue to modify your pose as you resorted to keeping it minimal by placing your hand on your face.

Being a model was something you had wanted from the very start, the career path being your dream since you were a child. You were overwhelmed once you heard about your newest brand shoot, the pieces were stunning, to say the least, causing your excitement level to skyrocket.

However, no one informed you about your partner for the said shoot.

Park Sunghoon. Or the 'insufferable prick' as you'd call him, had been in the same modelling school as you. Now, meeting up with an old friend would have been a joyous moment, but seeing how he made your life a mess since he laid his eyes on you, it was safe to say you weren't a fan of meeting him again, leave alone having a shoot with him being a part of your favourite brand endorsement activity.

You had sworn you hated him since he tripped you once in front of your old crush — Park Jongseong. Since then, you couldn't remember being civil with each other, altercation being your only form of communication.

Another flash went by, and he only smirked at your reaction, thoroughly enjoying how easy it was for him to rile you up. So he decided to take a step further. Literally. Getting closer to you and wrapping his arm around your waist.

Your eyes widened, mouth opening to argue, which was stopped at once as the photographer expressed his approval for your current pose, “Perfect! A few more couple poses would be grand. You both compliment each other well!”

You couldn't do much after, your gaze settling down away from the man whose hand softly caressed your waist, courtesy of the cut-out you're dress had.

Another flash went by.

He was quick to get close but you were quicker, positioning yourself so your lips were close to his ear, “Stop touching me you asshole,” you whispered as a warning, not wanting to admit how hot your skin felt with a trail of his touch.

The sound of the camera clicking made him switch the positions again, this time, his eyes fixated on yours, his mouth curved as he spoke lowly, “Tell me you don't like it, princess.”

“And that's a wrap-up! Good work guys!” the staff spoke up and you freed yourself from his grip, clapping and bowing down to appreciate everyone's hard work, also wanting to be as far as you could from the man beside you.

Given the chance, you fled towards the changing rooms in the secluded area of the building, knowing that no one's gonna intrude on your space there, carefully tucking the dress away as you stood and watched yourself in the mirror, your lacy lingerie set on display, as you admired your hair and make-up.

You groaned once you realized how much a good time you could have had without the presence of Park Sunghoon.

A knock interrupted your thought process, causing you to blink in a confused stance. It could have been your manager for all you knew, him being the only one who you told about your location.

You opened the door with hesitance, peeking out to find the only person you didn't wish to be around at the given moment. He still sported his back turtle neck from during the shoot, his coat was nowhere to be found though.

You slammed the door shut at once, your action being the cause of his amusement and laugh.

“Princess, open up. We gotta finish what we started,” he spoke loud enough for you to hear through the door. Your heartbeat was faster now, the thought of Sunghoon wanting to be intimate with you messed with your brain, cheeks heating up.

“We started nothing!” you managed to speak up.

He scoffed, “So you're just gonna pretend you didn't like having my hands on your body? I could feel you shiver with each touch,” he spoke up slyly, and you were more than confident that he had his awfully attractive smirk plastered on his face as he spoke.

“There's nothing to pretend, Park. I know for a fact that your small dick can do nothing to please me,” you spoke up, your reply throwing him off guard for a second before he composed himself again.

“Yeah? Let me in and I'll show you how small of a dick I have, princess.”

You weighted your options here. The first being, not opening the door and letting him scream for the whole time.

The second being, opening the door and letting him see you in your lingerie, with his desire to prove you wrong.

With a sigh and an urge to rile him more, you opened the door, his eyes hungrily eyeing you up and down before he stepped inside the secluded space, closing the door shut behind him.

“Looks like you were waiting for me, princess,” he whispered, stepping closer so your back rested flat against the changing room wall.

“Stop calling me a princess,” you warned him lowly.

“Okay, my queen then,” you opened your mouth to argue back, however, the only thing that came out was a loud gasp.

Sunghoon's intense eye contact was broken once he bent down, placing a long kiss on your neck, groping your ass as he licked a stripe up your neck, his lips close to yours now as he took in your reaction, “Don't like it?” he chuckled, watching you shiver as he pushed his knee between your legs.

You couldn't think straight, being in such a position with Sunghoon was a scene you never thought you'll be in. However, you were the one who let him in, and truth be told, you couldn't help but get wet at the way he looked at you like he was hungry for you.

But you weren't going to admit that in front of him.

“N—no,” you whined when he rubbed your wetness through your panties, his slender fingers wrapping around your throat to give it a light squeeze.

“Look into my eyes as you say that,” he challenged.

And so you did, scoffing at his cocky demeanour, “You're pathetic, can't even please a woman,” a smirk settling on your face as he scowled.

He stepped back, getting rid of his turtle neck in a swift motion, your eyes shamelessly staring at his muscles flexing, the faint line of abs on display as he worked on his belt, throwing it on the ground and unzipping his pants.

You looked away once your gaze fell on his length, wondering why you even thought that he'd have a tiny dick, now you weren't even sure if his dick would fit in.

“Seems like you're nervous around me,” he chuckled, pushing your panties to the side.

“It's all in your head, Park.”

“Yeah? Is that why your heartbeat is faster than normal?” he smirked, pushing a finger inside your warm pussy just before you could reply to him.

“S—shut up!” you let out.

You mercilessly tugged on his hair, pulling him into a rushed kiss, you weren't sure if passionate was the word to describe your kiss or hatred, maybe it was a mixture of both.

He bit your lower lips, smoothly inserting his tongue as he added another digit, scissoring your pussy as you moaned into his mouth, your nails digging into his shoulder blades.

The feeling spread into your body like warmth as you rutted your hips against his fingers, his own movements turning frantic as he choked you harder, sensing your orgasm to be close, his own dick rock hard at the sight of you being ruined by him.

“I'm—fuck I'm close!” you whimper and he sped up his movements, whispering the filthiest words in your ear which surprisingly added to your pleasure.

A broken whimper left your mouth with the moan of his name as you reached your peak, breathing hard and eyes closed at the euphoric feeling spreading around your body.

“Don't think I'm done with you yet.”

You snapped open your eyes at his words, his cock teasing your already sensitive entrance as you struggled to keep yourself up, his strong hand wrapped around your waist to hold you up.

“Now be a good fucking girl and see how tiny my cock is.”

With one swift go, he pushed inside your pussy, thrusting in twice before he bottomed out fully, a cry leaving your mouth at the stretch.

You will never admit out loud how good he made you feel, his nose brushing against your clavicle as he marked your neck, thrusting again, deeper while he hit your g-spot. You moved with him fluidly, the tension evident in the air, the mirror fogged up with your activities and for once, you felt as if you were on the same wavelength with Park Sunghoon as he moaned out your name, a smirk settling on your face.

“Like my pussy that much, Hoon?” you mocked him.

“It's mine now,” he growled and you felt your heart jumping out of your chest at the confession, “you are mine now,” he groaned and his that particular thrust, full of what you'd call possessiveness, made your back arch.

“What—” you gasped.

“Say it,” he urged, playing with your nipples, “Say you're mine, princess.”

“Never,” you smirked.

And he didn't like your answer, swiftly pulling out and pushing your face against the wall, fucking you from behind as you cried out with pleasure, his thrusts faster as you gave in and cried out.

“I'm yours! Fuck, yes. I'm yours,” you brokenly let out, admitting how he was fucking you like no one did before, you wanted him.

“Good fucking girl,” he whispered, giving his fullest to you as your skin absorbed everything he had to offer.

His pace left you gasping, his fingers rubbing your clit faster as you came undone all over his cock, your walls tightening around his dick as he twitched inside of you, cum releasing and dripping down your thighs as you both rode out your orgasms.

“Still not satisfied?” he held on to you tight and you turned to look him in the eye.

“Poor boy doesn't know how to use his dick,” you smirked with a fucked out expression, both of you knowing well enough how much of a lie it was.

Park Sunghoon, in fact, had the best dick you had ever encountered in your life. And maybe, you wished for a little of more it, hence your mouth riled him up more.

He got the hint, smirking as he knew he won when he spoke up again—

“Maybe I'll just have to teach you again then, princess.”

And you agreed that it'll all be your little secret.

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I love i!

THE SECRETS WE KEEP

PAIRING: model!sunghoon x model!fem reader

WC: 1.8k words

WARNING: 18+ content, minors dni.

However, no one informed you about your partner for the said shoot.

You couldn't do much after, your gaze settling down away from the man whose hand softly caressed your waist, courtesy of the cut-out you're dress had.

Another flash went by.

The sound of the camera clicking made him switch the positions again, this time, his eyes fixated on yours, his mouth curved as he spoke lowly, “Tell me you don't like it, princess.”

You groaned once you realized how much a good time you could have had without the presence of Park Sunghoon.

A knock interrupted your thought process, causing you to blink in a confused stance. It could have been your manager for all you knew, him being the only one who you told about your location.

You slammed the door shut at once, your action being the cause of his amusement and laugh.

“We started nothing!” you managed to speak up.

“Yeah? Let me in and I'll show you how small of a dick I have, princess.”

You weighted your options here. The first being, not opening the door and letting him scream for the whole time.

The second being, opening the door and letting him see you in your lingerie, with his desire to prove you wrong.

With a sigh and an urge to rile him more, you opened the door, his eyes hungrily eyeing you up and down before he stepped inside the secluded space, closing the door shut behind him.

“Looks like you were waiting for me, princess,” he whispered, stepping closer so your back rested flat against the changing room wall.

“Stop calling me a princess,” you warned him lowly.

“Okay, my queen then,” you opened your mouth to argue back, however, the only thing that came out was a loud gasp.

But you weren't going to admit that in front of him.

“N—no,” you whined when he rubbed your wetness through your panties, his slender fingers wrapping around your throat to give it a light squeeze.

“Look into my eyes as you say that,” he challenged.

And so you did, scoffing at his cocky demeanour, “You're pathetic, can't even please a woman,” a smirk settling on your face as he scowled.

You looked away once your gaze fell on his length, wondering why you even thought that he'd have a tiny dick, now you weren't even sure if his dick would fit in.

“Seems like you're nervous around me,” he chuckled, pushing your panties to the side.

“It's all in your head, Park.”

“Yeah? Is that why your heartbeat is faster than normal?” he smirked, pushing a finger inside your warm pussy just before you could reply to him.

“S—shut up!” you let out.

You mercilessly tugged on his hair, pulling him into a rushed kiss, you weren't sure if passionate was the word to describe your kiss or hatred, maybe it was a mixture of both.

He bit your lower lips, smoothly inserting his tongue as he added another digit, scissoring your pussy as you moaned into his mouth, your nails digging into his shoulder blades.

“I'm—fuck I'm close!” you whimper and he sped up his movements, whispering the filthiest words in your ear which surprisingly added to your pleasure.

A broken whimper left your mouth with the moan of his name as you reached your peak, breathing hard and eyes closed at the euphoric feeling spreading around your body.

“Don't think I'm done with you yet.”

You snapped open your eyes at his words, his cock teasing your already sensitive entrance as you struggled to keep yourself up, his strong hand wrapped around your waist to hold you up.

“Now be a good fucking girl and see how tiny my cock is.”

With one swift go, he pushed inside your pussy, thrusting in twice before he bottomed out fully, a cry leaving your mouth at the stretch.

“Like my pussy that much, Hoon?” you mocked him.

“What—” you gasped.

“Say it,” he urged, playing with your nipples, “Say you're mine, princess.”

“Never,” you smirked.

And he didn't like your answer, swiftly pulling out and pushing your face against the wall, fucking you from behind as you cried out with pleasure, his thrusts faster as you gave in and cried out.

“I'm yours! Fuck, yes. I'm yours,” you brokenly let out, admitting how he was fucking you like no one did before, you wanted him.

“Good fucking girl,” he whispered, giving his fullest to you as your skin absorbed everything he had to offer.

“Still not satisfied?” he held on to you tight and you turned to look him in the eye.

“Poor boy doesn't know how to use his dick,” you smirked with a fucked out expression, both of you knowing well enough how much of a lie it was.

Park Sunghoon, in fact, had the best dick you had ever encountered in your life. And maybe, you wished for a little of more it, hence your mouth riled him up more.

He got the hint, smirking as he knew he won when he spoke up again—

“Maybe I'll just have to teach you again then, princess.”

And you agreed that it'll all be your little secret.

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Fucked

damn he’s cool

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Interesting

bets are meant to be won - masterlist

— summary : jake, jay and sunghoon have been friends for so long that they have everything in common- they even like the same girl! they aren't sure who initially started the bet on which one of them could get you to fall for them first- but they do know that they will stop at nothing to make sure one of them wins. how will you manage to pick just one of them?

— updated : august 5th 2022

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0. PROLOGUE release date : friday august 12, 2022 @ 10pm EST

— jay takes the lead (HIS PROFILE) ➤ summary : smart boy jay wants to take his turn first by inviting you over to his house to study, he'll show you how much of a good girl you are for studying so well, and hopefully, you'll take his compliments to the heart.

➤ jay+reader | smut, fluff?, PWP | includes praise, spanking, more tbd

release date : tbd

bet?

— you complete mess (HIS PROFILE) ➤ summary : sunghoon, the co-captain of the rugby team is cocky and confident- almost too cocky and confident. you want to bring his ego down a little bit before you go any further. will this make sunghoon lose the bet, or is it just to more of his advantage?

➤ sunghoon+reader | smut, angst, PWP | includes degradation, choking, biting, more tbd

release date : tbd

bet?

— change up! (HIS PROFILE) ➤ summary : you haven't hung out with your childhood friend jake in a while, thankfully your parents feel the same and invite his family over for dinner. you two will just stick to the same pg activities when you bring him up to your bedroom, unless...

➤ jake+reader | smut, angst, fluff, PWP | includes : degradation, breath play? (he covers y/n's mouth), more tbd

release date : tbd

bet?

— parts left to meet ➤ summary : their secret bet is revealed, and now it's time for you to pick the winner, but don't worry, they'll help you decide with one final act.

➤ jake+sunghoon+jay x reader | smut, fluff, angst, PWP | includes : foursomes obvi

release date : tbd

bet?

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jongseongsmirk · 3 years ago

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Just noticed that you love having fun with Jay and Hoon

KINKTOBER 2022 by enluc !

a month full of nsfw content , im not new to writing tumblr but i’ve never participated in kinktober ! — there’s only a few rules : minors do not interact this entire masterlist includes nsfw content aka smut. your consumption is your responsibility ! and last but not least if you don’t like it, don’t read !

extra : mostly all of the writings are dom!idol x afab!reader / gn!reader ( y/n has a vagina ) this was heavily influenced by @jaylaxies ! if anything is the same feel free to send an ask and let me know bill change it <3.

taglist — to be added send in an ask with the certain members / idols you want to be added on to. ex. enluc id like to be added to beomgyu / txt kinktober posts !

day one — sex with yeonjun

day two — somno with heeseung

day three — handcuffs with soobin

day four — mirror sex with jake

day five — first time with beomgyu

day six — friend with benifits with jay

day seven — temp play with taehyun

day eight — sensory deprivation with sunghoon

day nine — exhibition with heeseung

day ten — mutual masturbation with taehyun

day eleven — morning sex with jay

day twelve — overstimulation with heeseung

day thirteen — thigh riding with yeonjun

day fourteen — voyeurism with jakehoon ( threesome )

day fifteen — corruption with beomgyu

day sixteen — pet play with soobin

day seventeen — edging with sunghoon

day eighteen — face fucking with taehyun

day nineteen — breeding with heeseung

day twenty — size kink with jake

day twenty - one — head with soobin

day twenty - two — fingering with sunghoon

day twenty - three — sex tape with yeonjun

day twenty - four — polaroids with jay

day twenty - five — marking with soobin

day twenty - six — praise with jake

day twenty - seven — kitchen sex with jay

day twenty - eight — pool sex with beomgyu

day twenty - nine — shower sex with taehyun

day thirty — orgasm denial with sunghoon

day thirty - one — dumbification with heeseung

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jongseongsmirk · 3 years ago

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Homemade Amateur ♡‧₊˚

RoughDom!Jay x fem!reader ♡‧₊˚⋆｡˚ ⋆

En-Hale Comeback ~~ Manifesto Day 7

SYNOPSIS ≕ Another night that Jay films the lustful heat between the both of you -- no matter how extremely shy you are.

WARNING ≕ 18+/smut (sex taping, masturbation, oral sex - f receiving, spanking, multiple orgasms, unprotective sex). Read at your own discretion !

WORD COUNT ≕ 1.0k

AUTHOR'S NOTE ≕ I REALLY enjoyed this one! I wanted that "we post videos on phub" vibes, and that's exactly what I got! Enjoy! Tune in tomorrow for day 8 at 10pm CST!

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The small red light of the camcorder blinked steadily every few seconds to signal it was recording. You knew it would capture everything -- it was brand new, fresh out of the box, very expensive, and high quality. This was far from the first time that you both agreed to film yourselves having sex, but you were still very nervous. Jay turned towards you once the camera was on; there was a glint in his eyes that made your skin crawl. You knew each time he looked like that, sex wasn't just sex, you reached limits you never knew you even had, that you didn't know your body was capable of doing.

"Keep going," He whispered, quiet enough for only you to hear. He sat outside the frame of the camera in an armchair and stroked his cock as he watched you ride your toy. Just the visual of him being so aroused while watching you made your hips move faster. He moved with your motions, his mouth slightly open, never taking his dark eyes off your ass.

After a while, he got up and changed the angle of the camera to the side of you where your face could be seen. He walked behind you and grabbed the dildo from you.

"Spread your cheeks," He demanded. And you do. He moaned at the sight of you, wet and red. He took it into his own hand to speed the movement of the silicone in you. In seconds, you couldn't resist the feeling pulling in your core. Your whimpers and moans echoed in the room, you closed your eyes in an attempt to hold on longer, but his perfect rhythm in and out hit each needy spot perfectly. A jolt of pleasure crept up your spine and you came down the toy and onto his hands.

You hear him mischievously chuckle. "Good girl," he commented. He slipped the pink toy out and you whine in protest. He set it to the side and looked at the camera as he slapped your already red bottom. "Your ass looks so good baby," And you hum in response. He gestured for you to look at yourself, but you were too embarrassed. You loved your body, but you weren't sure how much of it you would love seeing it so exposed on camera. You get a glimpse and turn back around. He chuckled at your shyness.

His hands find your waist and flip you over with ease. He grabbed into his pocket and reached for his phone. He handed it to you and you knew immediately what to do. You switched it to the video as he manually spread your legs and took no time in slurping up every single drop from your prior orgasm. He swirled his tongue over your clit and you found it hard not to shake or go out of focus.

"Yes, just like that," You spoke, with shivered breaths in between.

One of your hands was trying as best as it could to be steady as it held the phone, pointing directly at Jay's beautiful brown eyes staring right at you -- hungrily. His face was slightly glistening from the juices of you splattered on him. The sight of his dick rubbing against the sheet could be seen if you looked hard enough.

Your other hand was pushing on the back of his head, urging for rougher tongue-play. You ground your hips against his mouth as calmly as they allowed you to.

You watched and listened to the sounds his mouth made. His hands gripped your thighs with every force in him. He hummed and it vibrated your clit to an extreme climax. You dropped the phone and gripped his head with both hands, the only warning you gave before pulling into him as much as humanly possible.

He continued tonguing your pussy, even when it was all over, and begged him to stop. He grabbed the phone and turned it towards you. The light made you wince both because you were exposed and it was brighter than you imagined it would be.

Jay pushed for you to roll yourself on your side, and he maneuvered himself between your legs. You grinded against his thigh to re-arouse yourself and it worked. Your breathing picked up and he pushed himself inside you. The pleasant ache and stretch made you whimper.

"Your so tight baby," He muttered. You felt his hands rub against your sore ass and up your smooth skin.

He rocked his body into yours for a few minutes until your heard his own whines and groans. He stilled as he came in you, it's so warm that you gasped. He continued to thrust until every single ounce of his energy was drained.

You rubbed helplessly at your clit, it was so sensitive but you ached for it to reach the final drive of ecstasy for the night.

Jay swatted your hand away and took over. It was that final push you needed. You knew when he came he was usually so out of it that he went straight to sleep. You knew he was exerting everything in him to finesse his fingers until you felt yourself tip over the edge for the third time that night, tremoring over and over again in full-body shivers. Your muscles strained and he wrung out every last drop from your orgasm. You gasped when it was all over, hot tears spilled out your eyes, you were biting down on your lips and now they were red and swollen.

Your eyes were closed, but you saw as Jay put down the phone and laid beside you. It was a comfortable silence. You felt him get soft inside you, but neither of you made any effort to separate.

The moment was so relaxing, just the two of you lying into one another, in your pool of prior times. He gave fluttery sweet kisses all over your face and neck, and you couldn't help but giggle.

"I love you," he whispered softly near your ear.

Under the warmth of his arms and the trickling pleasure of the night, you felt happy enough to say it back. "I love you too."

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jongseongsmirk · 3 years ago

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so hot you’re hurting my feelings

pairing: sunghoon (enhypen) + reader (fem.)

genre: model!sunghoon, established / long distance relationship, fluff, mild angst, smut

warnings: 18+, explicit smut, minors do not interact, mentions of masturbation, biting, fingering, vaginal penetration, use of protection 👍🏻, small mention of dumbificafion

word count: ~3.4k

synopsis: your boyfriend has been across the country for work for almost a month, and the distance is getting to you. luckily, his business trip gets cut a little short! you’re reunited again, and 🎶 it feels so good 🎶 😉

a/n: this is heavily inspired by the lyrics of “so hot you’re hurting my feelings” by caroline polachek (a.k.a one of my fav songs ever) and i’ve wanted to write a fic like this for a while, so yeah! enjoy!💓

posted: july 3, 2022

“Okay, how many times are you going to check your phone?”

You pull your eyes away from the screen in your hand to meet those of your friend, Mina. She held out a half-filled plastic cup to you with an expectant look in her eyes, and you took it with a grateful expression.

“Sorry, it’s just . . . Sunghoon usually texts me every night before ten to tell me goodnight.”

Your friend nodded in understanding. She was aware of the situation with your boyfriend. You and Sunghoon had dated for just over a year when he dropped the news on you; he had to move across the country for a modeling gig. You were devastated, to say the least. The two of you had grown inseparable in the year you dated, and this was the first time you would be apart for more than just a couple days. But, he promised to talk to you as often as possible every day, and you promised to tough it out until he got back. One month couldn’t be too bad, right?

Well, it was. You knew that as early as five days in. Friday nights were usually your “mystery date nights” where you scrolled through a list of restaurants nearby and randomly chose one to eat at. It felt pointless to go out without him, so you heated up some leftovers and waited for him to call you. You were miserable. And there were still twenty-six days left . . .

“I’m sure he’s just working late or something,”

she shrugged with an optimistic tone to her voice, “Um, do you want anything from the snack table?”

Oh, right. You almost forgot that you were at a party. It was easy to do that when your mind was elsewhere, drifting to memories of your boyfriend who was hundreds of miles away from you. You wondered if he found it hard to sleep alone just as you did. If he spoke out loud to you before realizing you weren’t there just as you did. If he missed you just as you much as you missed him . . .

“No, I’m fine.”

“Okay, I’ll be back in a few,” Mina assured you before disappearing into the cloud of unfamiliar faces before you. You finally took a moment to take in the scene of smiling, dancing people when your phone buzzed in your hand. You nearly dropped it from how quickly you turned it, facing the screen. There it was, your favorite name followed by his signature emoji.

sunghoon ❄️ sent 1 message

A quick swipe of your thumb across your screen displayed your boyfriend’s message to you, effectively making your heart swell.

sunghoon ❄️: hi baby, sorry for taking so long. got held up at work. wyd?

you: hey! it’s okay, and you wouldn’t believe me if i told you where i was lol

sunghoon ❄️: oh? 👀

you: i’m at a party. mina dragged me here

sunghoon ❄️: sounds about right haha are you having fun at least?

you: honestly? no. i wish you were here :(

sunghoon ❄️: i know, baby, but i’ll be home soon. just a few more days

you: 6 right?

sunghoon ❄️: that’s right 😄 so what time will you get home?

you: idk but i don’t plan on staying here much longer

sunghoon ❄️: okay well text me when you get home safe

you: i will

sunghoon ❄️: would you like to see some pics from my shoot yesterday? would those make you feel a bit better?

You knew they wouldn’t. They would just make you miss him even more and cause your heart to hurt more than it already did. But you told him yes anyways, because you knew how excited he got to show you his shoots. He took so much pride in his work—you did, too—but seeing his pictures now made you feel like a child being teased with candy they would never get. You didn’t want pictures. You wanted the real thing. You wanted to hold him in your arms and feel his heartbeat from beneath his chest. You wanted to press kisses against the moles on his pretty face.

sunghoon ❄️ sent 5 images

His seemingly flawless physique, dressed to the nines in themed outfits in front of a gray backdrop, made your heart sink. And just when you thought it couldn’t get worse, a familiar song started playing. It was one you had grown to love because it was a song that Sunghoon liked and played for you on one of your first dates. It wasn’t a love song in terms of the lyrics, but it had a bright vibe that Sunghoon liked and associated with you. So it became you guys’s song. And it was playing at a time when you missed him the most, giving you even more reason to want to go home.

Before you could notice and stop yourself, a tear dropped from the corner of your eye and down your cheek. You sniffled softly, shuffling through the pictures, admiring his beauty. The pictures were amazing, but they did little to quell the ache in your chest. The yearning you felt for him. So you locked your phone, wiped your cheek, and set out to find Mina to let her know you were going home.

Getting ready for bed with Sunghoon was one of your favorite parts of your day. You had a routine. You took your shower, then got everything ready for his. After he took his shower, he set out all of your skincare for you. You two brushed your teeth and did skincare together, sharing glances and smiles in the mirror before heading to bed. But without him, your night routine felt like a chore rather than something you looked forward to.

Nevertheless, you went through with a shower, brushing your teeth, and doing your skin care before slipping into bed. Your big, cold, empty bed. You sighed as you picked up your phone and texted Sunghoon again, letting him know you were going to sleep. He didn’t text back as soon as he usually did, so you figured he might have fallen asleep already. With a heavy heart, you held his pillow—which thankfully still smelt like him—in your arms and curled up to sleep.

You weren’t asleep for longer than an hour or two before you were awoken by a faint noise. In a groggy state, you looked up at the bedroom door, but it was closed and there was no sign of intrusion. You waited for another noise, but it never came, so you laid back down to sleep. As your eyes closed again, you heard another noise. The door was opening.

You shot up, turning on the lamp to get a better look at the intruder. Only it wasn’t an intruder.

“Sunghoon? You came home early?” your voice cracked from the lack of sleep and the tears you were choking back.

Your boyfriend set down his bags by the door, his silver hair tousled after he removed the hat he was wearing. He flashed an empathetic smile, the same smile that stole your heart over a year ago, “Yeah, the shoot I sent you was our last one. Our schedule went by quicker than they expected, so they sent us home. I was going to tell you, but I decided I wanted to surprise you.”

You maneuvered yourself to sit on your knees at the edge of the bed as he made his way to you. Honestly, you were upset he didn’t tell you he was coming home, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to get mad at him. He was here, and that’s all that mattered. You held out your arms for him, and he completed the embrace. His arms wound around your waist, pulling you against him as your arms circled his broad shoulders. You held him tighter than you ever had before, as if he would leave again if you let go.

“I’m sorry for waking you,” his voice was muffled into your shoulder.

“Don’t be. I’m just glad you’re finally home,” you pulled away only to take his cheeks in your hands, getting a good look at the face you had only seen in pictures for the past month. It was so much better in person. Sunghoon leaned

forward, placing a tender kiss to your lips. It was supposed to be a quick, sweet kiss, one that let you know he was also glad to be home with you. But it quickly turned into a fervent, desperate exchange of unspoken words, detailing your need for each other.

His gentle hands on your waist became authoritative, moving you as he wanted. Your hand went from his shoulder to the nape of his neck, threading into the hair there—it was longer than you remembered. He hummed with satisfaction against your lips as his grip on your hips nudged you back. You took his cue, falling back onto the sheets as he tugged his hoodie over his lean frame along with his t-shirt. His chest was still slightly muscular, showing that he had still kept up his weekly work outs. You admired his physique like this, without the ornate and flamboyant outfits he was made to wear during his photoshoots.

Once he was stripped down to his underwear, he joined you on the bed, his knees in the space between your own. You were still sat up, your face level with his chest while your eyes looked up into his. His hands took the bottom of your shirt, swiftly removing it with your help as you raised your arms. In seconds, he was shyly smiling at the sight of your chest. He captured your lips in a fiery entanglement again as he carefully got you onto your back. His nimble fingers traveled over your skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake along your shoulders, breasts, stomach, before arriving at the hem of your shorts.

Your hands met his there, and you took it upon yourself to pull the garment off along with your underwear. Now you were bare for him, just waiting for him to make the next move. His eyes drank in your body, remembering all of the other times he had seen it. He still memorized all of the places that he had left marks before, but they were all gone. That was fine, though, because that just meant you were a blank canvas for him now. His fingertips skimmed over your knees, down your thighs, making you shiver, making him chuckle.

“Sensitive?”

You nodded, your breath quickening with anticipation.

“I know, it’s been too long,” he spoke softly as he leaned down to press another kiss to your lips. You gasped into his mouth as his cold fingers traced the warm outline of your cunt, making your thighs press together. He easily pushed them apart again, getting closer to you as he dipped two of his fingers between your folds. You weren’t wet enough yet, but it wouldn’t take long for you to get there. His lips left yours, teeth tugging your lower lip before his nose nudged your own. Your shaky breaths fanned over his sly smile, “Did you miss me?”

You groaned before you could answer properly; his fingers found your clit, “Mhm.”

“Yeah? How much?”

“So much, Hoon,” you pouted, teary eyes meeting his dreamy ones, “Twenty five days is

way too long.”

��You counted?” he laughed, breaking his sultry exterior momentarily.

“Of course I did.”

“You’re cute,” he grinned, his canines flashing under his curved lips.

“Please don’t ever leave for that long again,” you begged, hands on his chest. He kissed your cheek sweetly.

“I hope I don’t have to. But if I do, maybe you could come with me,” he said, “Then we won’t have to wait so long for moments like this, yeah?”

As he spoke, his fingers slipped slowly into you. He watched as your eyes fluttered shut, your pillowy lips opened, and your body melted into the mattress. When his knuckles met your skin, he pulled them back and thrusted them in again, building a shallow pace. While he prepped you, he took in all the sounds you made for him. Each one inflated his ego a bit more. He loved knowing how good he made you feel.

He tried to ignore the pulsing erection in his boxers while he fingered you, distracting the both of you with kisses on your collarbones and neck. Panted breaths and small moans left your parted lips while your body writhed under his touch. You had been waiting for this for almost a month, several nights spent trying to pleasure yourself with the thought of him to unsatisfying results. You grew so accustomed to him that it felt like he was the only one who knew your body, even more so than yourself.

“Fuck,” you whined as his fingers seemed to reach even deeper than before, curling into your warmth, “Missed you so much.”

“I know, baby,” he cooed against your ear, lips leaving searing sensations against it, “Did you use your toys for me?”

“Yes,” your voice felt strangled from how good his fingers felt between your legs. Your arousal was leaking out onto yours and his heated skin as well as the sheets underneath you, “Nothing felt as good as you.”

“You could’ve called me. Or FaceTimed me. I could’ve walked you through it,” he whispered, holding back a smirk when he pulled his fingers out of you and you whimpered.

“No, that would’ve just made me feel worse. I wanted you to touch me,” you said, watching with half-lidded eyes as he finally tugged off his boxers. His large hand wrapped around his length, feeling the blood rushing to it as he looked at you, laying in front of him with your spread legs and heaving breasts. Like you, he was aching for him to be inside of you. He reminded you about protection, and you swore you had never moved so fast before. You leaned over towards his of the bed, quickly pulling open the drawer and fishing for the box of Durexs he kept in there. He watched in amusement, lazily pumping his cock while you opened and unfurled a condom wrapper for him.

In just a minute he was sheathed in the rubber, using his hand to stroke the head of his cock between your wet lips. You were practically mewling for him, legs restless on either side of him as you begged him to fuck you. His eyes stayed trained on your cunt where every inch of him disappeared into you. He let out a low growl, head falling back in pleasure as he bottomed out. His breath wavered when you clenched around him, hips bucking up against his own. You needed him to move, you couldn’t take this anymore.

“Hoon, please,” you cried, hands grabbing at his toned arms. Your fingertips dug into his pale flesh, leaving bright white prints in his skin. He nodded, letting you know he heard you. Honestly, he just needed a moment to take it all in. Your heat. Your twitching. Your essence. It was almost too much for him already, and he had just started.

Sweat was beading at the edge of his hairline and on his back as he started a slow, sensual pace. Your grip on his forearm never lessened as he thrusted in and out of you, his breath ghosting over your chest as his head hung in front of you. His hands buried themselves in the sheets beside you, twisting the fabric between his knuckles as he grounded himself between your thighs. Your skin felt slick against his as you pulled him unbelievably closer.

You kissed his collarbones, taking in the sweet smell of his cologne. It smelled so much better on his skin than it did on his pillowcase. You hummed as you took in the fragrance, skimming your nose along his neck. You felt him tense under your fingers; you were tickling him. You smiled into the divot just below his neck, but a moan disrupted you when he jerked his hips a little forcefully into yours.

“You feel so good,” he grunted, leaning into you. You felt his soft lips on your clavicle before his sharp teeth pinched it, teasing you. His lips traveled to the other side of your neck, kissing up to your jaw, then your cheek, “You’re so pretty when you’re under me, you know that?”

You groaned in response, feeling yourself growing wetter. You could hear it too, and so could Sunghoon. With every rhythmic sway, his cock caused your pussy to squelch, your juices flowing out and onto him. You knew your sheets were soiled now, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care. You just wanted him to make you cum, to hell with anything else.

“You still with me, gorgeous?” he asked, hand

reaching up to caress your cheek. He pulled back to look you in the eyes. His dark brown eyes softened when they met your lust-filled irises. Your head indolently nodded in affirmation, a small smile on your lips.

“Did I fuck you dumb?” he joked, relentlessly pounding into you. His pace was getting sloppy and erratic as he felt himself getting closer to release.

“Wanna cum,” you muttered. Despite how desperately you wanted to orgasm, you could feel your body slowly losing energy. Sunghoon always teased you for being a pillow princess because he was usually the one putting in the work while you took whatever he gave you. It was times like this that solidified that, not that either of you minded. It was just your dynamic, and you both liked it this way.

“You will, baby, don’t worry.”

Almost instantly he was pressing his lips to yours, his soft tongue massaging your own while his thrusts became deeper, deliberate. The sound of his and your bated breaths mixed with the smacking of your skin and filled the silent room. His name left your mouth in a whine, and your back arched when you felt him cum into the condom inside of you.

He sat back on his knees, his thighs pressed up against the back of yours as he ground into your center with purpose. He groaned when you clenched around him again, and he realized you still needed to cum. So after a few seconds of recuperating, he shallowly thrusted again, his cock nudging your slick, pulsing walls.

“What do you want, baby?” he asked, his veiny hand snaking up to the side of your neck. His thumb caressed the column of your throat as his eyes bored into your own, “Wanna cum on my dick? Tongue? Fingers? Speak to me.”

“Don’t care,” you shook your head and spoke exasperatedly, “Just wanna cum.”

He laughed softly, biting his lip as he watched you dumbly hump him. You whimpered and moaned, hips rutting against him until you felt a tense sensation traveling to your lower stomach. It swelled in your womb and more of your essence flowed as you came, his thrusts keeping a steady pace. It was all you needed to finish, and you were left with spasming thighs and a tender cunt as you became limp underneath him.

Your body felt as if it was buzzing in the aftermath. Sunghoon’s body ached and trickled with sweat; it built up a little on his cupid’s bow and slipped down his temples onto his cheek. Your own skin was covered in a slick film of perspiration, but that didn’t stop your boyfriend from kissing it wherever he could reach.

You felt empty as he pulled out of you and left to dispose of the used condom. He returned with a washcloth to help clean you up, and then he lied beside you. Instantly, you were cuddling into his side, and he was welcoming your embrace. He praised you for being so good for him and apologized again for keeping you waiting for him for so long.

“It’s fine, I understand that it’s your job to travel. I just get lonely here without you,” you said, cheek pressed against his ribcage as your fingertips skated slowly over the expanse of his bare chest. It tickled a bit, but Sunghoon let you do it because he knew it relaxed you.

“Yeah, it was lonely in my little suite without you too. I missed our Friday dates,” you smiled through a yawn, and your boyfriend chuckled, “And on that note, I think we should get some sleep.”

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