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The Beach

Pairing: Y/N x WonHo Genre: Fluff, Romance Words: 759

The stereo of the car was blaring loudly, the heat in the air forcing the two to open their windows wide open as they yelled to the songs playing on the radio. The feelings of excitement made them feel even hotter, the hair spraying in the strong gusts of wind inside the car. WonHo laughed at her funny expressions as she parodied the singers in an over-exaggerated manner, scrunching her muscles this way and that. It melted his heart to see his lover be free and joyful in her freedom. He could not help but throw in some odd adlibs to her performance, trying his hardest to keep his eyes on the road.

Her laugh ran as if wind-chimes in a gentle summer breeze and time almost stopped in that exact moment- with her leaning back in his convertible after opening the roof, laughing like a maniac while stretching her arm out into the sky and spreading her fingers out, looking through at the clouds through the gaps. He felt his heartbeat fasten and swell.

“I’m glad you managed to get these two days off, Hun,” she spoke sweetly after calming down from her maniacal episode.

He nodded, humming in response, hands gripping the steering wheel but imagining it were her thighs, the skin squeezing past his fingers as he lifted her up into the air and spun on some beach somewhere far away, alone and content, with no worries in the world, and no responsibilities.

And their journey continued just like so, with her having a lifetime of fun, nudging him to sing her favourite songs while parodying some she hardly knew. Stopping by a convenience store to get ice-cream and a drink and ending up choking on the said ice-cream as she tried to seduce him while eating it. It worked all too well to WonHo’s fascination. He dared not complain, though, as the sight was indeed one worth seeing.

Upon noticing her effect on him, she smirked and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek, smearing some of the ice-cream on, licking it off in the same seductive manner she used to eat the thing. “You…” he whispered, eyes wide but strictly on the road, careful with his driving- and she used that, used the fact that he could not evade her. “You’re threading a dangerous line, Miss.”

She laughed and fell back into her seat, her feet on the dashboard as she connected her phone to the stereo, “That’s the whole point, sweetheart.”

“I wonder if you’re going to be of the same opinion when we get to the hotel?”

“I guess we’ll just have to go and see,” her eyes creased in the corners from the huge grin she had on her face, sun-kissed cheeks glaringly red, and most likely burnt.

Eventually, she lived up to her word, no regrets on her face as he straddled her on the sand of the beach, a promise in his eyes as he leaned down to kiss her.

The sun was low on the horizon and the sky was painted a deep pink, yet the weather stayed pleasantly warm as the played around.

Having received no reaction from his ‘intimidation’, WonHo picked her up instead, spun her around as he dreamed about doing while in the car and started running down to the water, laughing loudly as she yelled profanities and hit his back, hard. “Told you were going to regret your actions!” he squealed once the cold water was around his ankles, but that did not stop his plans and he walked in further, far enough to where the water was around his thighs.

With no warning she was tossed into the water, a high-pitched squeal ringing out across the empty beach, and then WonHo felt himself falling backward while trying to run away from the crime scene.

Her hands were tied tightly around his neck, pulling him back along with her, both of them creating a big splash once their bodies hit the water. As his head broke through the water, he heard her laughter ringing out once again, and he froze in his place.

The droplets running down her skin mesmerised him, the setting sun bronzed her features, shaping them into harsh angles and she was glowing. As if hypnotised he grabbed her face in both of his palms, squishing her cheeks as he did so. Her eyes were molten with the setting sun, and he crashed his lips into hers, kissing her with such passion she was not sure she ever felt.

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hi i love you

Oh my god, hi yes hello <3

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I don’t know if you’re still here? But I was sitting at work earlier and daddy elmo popped into my head & I had to find your tumblr to check if I was crazy or if that whole thing actually happened lmao

No, daddy elmo will always be a thing. I will never die, and my legacy of being daddy elmo (I hope) will live on

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Do you happen to write for DPR Live? Idk if I’ve asked before if I have sorry 😳

Absolutely yes, sire

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I just read Psychotic Mind and it is SO GOOD! I loved it so much. You are an amazing writer! Thank you so much for putting in the time and effort to write amazing things like that. I hope you are staying happy and healthy. 😊 Thanks again for writing such amazing content!

Oh gee, embarrassing me like that v.v

thankyouverymuchireallyappreciatethisohmygoodness

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Hi was wondering if u write for Go joon the Kactor from “The fiery priest”

the way I screamed when I saw this holy fucking god YES PLEASE YES

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ahh you write for ji chang wook?🥺🥺🥺

Ufufu, I am glad you asked, for I do, indeed, write with Ji ChangWook

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First Time With Them: ASTRO MOONBIN

/ Rocky // JinJin // EunWoo // MoonBin /

/ B.A.P // B1A4 // BIGBANG // BLOCK B // BtoB // BTS // EXO // GOT7 // PENTAGON // SF9 // iKON // CNBLUE // MONSTA X // NCT // SEVENTEEN // SOLOISTS // SUPER JUNIOR // UP10TION // KACTORS // WINNER // INFINITE // VIXX // FTISLAND // WANNA ONE // HOTSHOT // SF9 // KNK /

Perhaps the one thing you should know about Moon Bin is that he is very open-minded;

     perhaps even to a fault so;

He would not be scared to try out new things, in fact, he would be glad for it, excited even;

     and he would absolutely expect you to show a similar kind of enthusiasm when it comes to trying out new things in your sex-life;

Despite his puppy-like appearance and charm, looking all innocent, he is actually quite virile, particularly so since he is a man in his prime;

     his stamina is nothing to be frowned upon, so you would definitely be more than satisfied when it came to sex;

As it turns out, this man also has many perverse fantasies involving the two of you;

When it came to your first time with Moon Bin, that’s when you found out all about his more perverse side, as he was not holding back in the slightest;

Although everything started with soft pecks and cute giggles, it soon went deeper, with Moon Bin’s tongue in your mouth, his teeth biting your lips, his hands on your breasts, massaging them, and his cock hard against your thigh;

You could barely recognise the man in front of you, his cheeks red, a mean smile on his face and his eyes clouded;

The want that Moon Bin had toward you had ignited something in you, too, and what happened next was only natural;

He was lying under you as you marked his neck and pectorals, getting rid of the clothes messily, only wanting to touch more skin;

His hands were between your thighs, rubbing circles, his voice moaning your name as he gazed into your face pleadingly;

     he looked angelic, yet so lewd you felt yourself becoming more and more excited;

As soon as you got rid of your clothes he was right there, pressing you against the wall, aligning himself with your entrance;

     with one of your leg on his hip he rammed into you quick and snappy, no playing around as he caught your lips in another kiss, his body hot against your own;

At some point you felt your knees tremble, and your head filled with gibberish and you looked at him and how he was biting his lip trying not to moan, and how his hair was sticking to the contours of his face- you nearly came right there and then;

     thankfully, Moon Bin grabbed your other leg, or else for sure you would’ve fallen, and never recovered from such embarrassment;

However, seeing the man who made you weak in the knees keeping himself quiet annoyed you, and it made you determined to make him moan out your name as loud as he could;

You squeezed around him, ready to milk him out as much as possible;

Your nails dug into his shoulders and with another hand your pried his mouth open, keeping your fingers on his lower jaws, staring into his eyes with fire;

     he must have taken your stare as a command, his body shivering as he continued to thrust into you, faster and faster, more and more sloppy, your name spilling out of his mouth seemingly with no break;

You felt yourself quivering once more, at this point basically jumping on his cock- you were certain your back would be bruised after this;

He leaned over your shoulder then, and all of a sudden, everything became very clear, almost to the point where you could see every minuscule detail in the room, and you felt heat pool inside of your stomach, and a sharp pain on your shoulder where Bin was leaned over as he bit into your flesh when he came;

You weren’t too sure, but you might have screamed, and your nails dug deeper into his shoulder to the point where it drew blood;

And you just stayed there, silently suspended in Moon Bin’s grip as his hips shook under your legs;

Little did you know at the time, but it was just the beginning of your night.

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Green with Envy

Member: YiBo // UNIQ      - xMale reader

Genre: Smut, Wholesome, Romance

Words: 2.3k

A/N: Since the relationship dynamic wasn’t specified, I just decided things on my own uwu

There used to be times when (Y/N) had told himself that dating, and relationships in general were not a necessity to his day-to-day life. He even used to think that he was happy enough with having a couple of close friends to talk with, and spend time with. Thinking about it now, this reminded (Y/N) of some kind of a mantra that was supposed to brainwash him into a make-believe comfort. Yet it wasn’t comfort, and he was lonely all those times he used to tell himself he was not. However, now, it was different. Or at least, (Y/N) would like to think so. Compared to those dark, cold nights when all he had for company was his own self, now he had somebody to talk to, somebody closer than a friend, closer than family. 

Dating Wang YiBo was… It felt like a dream, really. Not something akin to real life, but more magical. Though saying that out loud would cover (Y/N)’s skin in uncomfortable goosebumps. In (Y/N)’s eyes, Wang YiBo was everything he was not, although maybe, he was just exaggerating due to his overwhelming feelings of love. After all, this was (Y/N)’s first-love. Not a crush, not somebody he would like to have a flirty relationship with, but the Wang YiBo who made him comfortable to speak of his emotions, who made him comfortable even when in silence. A single smile would make (Y/N) smile as well. That was the relationship with Wang YiBo. It was serious. 

That’s what (Y/N) thought for the first couple of months of dating, anyway. Everything was as if through some rose-tinted glasses. The bashful smiles, cute pecks and kisses, hand holding while on dates. Everything was so magical and precious, there seemed to be nothing with enough force to pull them apart. However, something did change. Recently, there seemed to be some kind of distance between them. YiBo seemed to be more lost in thought, and they didn’t see each other as often, either. Although at first, it didn’t bother him as much, (Y/N) knew that couples needed some distance between each other, and it was normal to not spend each hour of the day glued together- after all, they would become restless of the constant presence. However, it’s been over a week now that they haven’t seen each other, only messaging and calling. (Y/N) knew, of course, that a week is no long time at all, but he was nervous all the same. Although (Y/N) didn’t want to doubt YiBo’s feelings, and he liked to believe that YiBo was as genuine in his love as (Y/N) was, the seedling of doubt was growing the more time they didn’t see each other. The doubt grew even stronger when (Y/N) was out with a friend, complaining and whining about how much he missed his boyfriend, when he noticed, in the cafe’s window, YiBo sitting with another man. They seemed to be chatting, and upon getting closer to the cafe, in order to see the two better, (Y/N) noticed how flushed YiBo was, his fingers tapping a rhythm on the table. There was a shy smile on YiBo’s face. (Y/N) recognised those little things, as those were the tell-tale signs that made (Y/N) notice YiBo’s affection toward himself in the first place. 

So that was why YiBo had no time to meet up with (Y/N). It was not because of work that YiBo told him of, but because of the man sitting in front of YiBo, a cool expression on the man’s face as he listened attentively to whatever YiBo was babbling about. Once again, (Y/N) did not want to doubt YiBo, but he felt hurt. Maybe YiBo and the mysterious man were actually friends, and (Y/N) was once again exaggerating the situation that he saw unfold in front of himself, but the fact that YiBo specifically told (Y/N) that he was working today, meanwhile he was out and about with somebody, visiting cafes… Something did not sit well in him. (Y/N) realised quickly that the ugly feeling curling inside of his gut was none other than jealousy. It only grew more fierce when the mysterious man had patted YiBo’s hand, as if in reassurance of his bashfulness. 

“Hey, man, is everything okay? You’ve been staring at that window for an awfully long time,” his friend spoke, a light concern in his voice. 

“It’s YiBo. In the cafe, I mean. I’m going to talk to him, so… I’ll see you another time?” Surprisingly, although more than a little jealous, (Y/N) managed to keep his cool while talking with his friend. (Y/N) didn’t want to worry him while he didn’t know if the worry was fully warranted.

With the wave of his hand to his friend, he entered the cafe and turned straight toward the table he knew his boyfriend was occupying. “Good afternoon,” he spoke, his voice curt and cold, albeit he wished he didn’t sound as cold.

“(Y/N)!” The surprise in YiBo’s voice made (Y/N) take a step back. It felt almost as if (Y/N) had caught YiBo in something that he did not want to be caught in. Like he was doing something wrong. The feeling of jealousy only lashed out more at the surprise, and (Y/N) felt his eyebrows twitch in annoyance. 

He turned to face the mysterious man, and that was another slap to his face. Unfazed. The man was unfazed, if not just a little amused. “I have to talk to YiBo, so if you would excuse us?”

The man, surprisingly, had a deep voice, carrying a note of unparalleled amusement, just as (Y/N) had initially thought he noticed in the man’s face, “Go on ahead. I think we are finished with our conversation, anyway. Am I right, YiBo?” The man sent a little wink in YiBo’s direction, at which he blushed all too profusely, and the outrage (Y/N) felt was…

Grabbing YiBo’s hand, he started walking out of the cafe, glad to finally get away from the still unknown man’s presence and gaze. “Who was he?” He asked, pretending to not care as much as he actually did. 

YiBo was quiet for a while, as if not knowing how to answer. “A friend… or more like an acquaintance.”

“An acquaintance who winks at you and makes you all embarrassed?” The jealousy has finally slipped out, making itself obvious with the tighter grip on YiBo’s hand and the fire in (Y/N)’s voice. “You sure didn’t seem like just acquaintances or just friends to me.”

“What are you implying? That I’m cheating on you?” YiBo’s voice was baffled at such a presumption, however, that was the exact thought (Y/N) had. 

“I didn’t want to think this at first,” he had admitted, eyes downcast and strides large, “but since you kept refusing to meet up with me, and even told me you were working while meeting up with that man…” (Y/N) sighed in defeat, too emotionally exhausted to continue.

They were nearly in (Y/N)’s apartment when YiBo spoke out, his voice small, “I met up with him because he has more experience with this…”

(Y/N)’s whole body froze up in shock. “What?”

“We met through mutual friends. I found out he was gay. So I asked him a couple of questions… since I’ve never dated a man before you… or ever been with a man, either,” there it was, the familiar bashfulness, and the red cheeks, and the sweaty hand, gripping (Y/N)’s in return. The jealousy that was lashing out in (Y/N)’s gut before had quickly froze up. “It turned out that he had so much more experience than me, so I asked him this and that, so I wouldn’t disappoint you. I tried watching gay porn, too, but that was… Not as… Not the same.”

There was fragile silence between the men. (Y/N) had stopped gripping YiBo’s hand, and instead, his hand was resting on YiBo’s face, gently caressing his cheek. “So I was jealous for nothing, after all,” (Y/N) sighed, smiling through his troubled feelings. He hoped he hadn’t hurt YiBo too much with his distrust. “You two seemed so cozy in that cafe I just… assumed the worst.”

“It’s my fault, really,” YiBo interjected, flustered at being put on the spot. “I should’ve told you, but it made me so embarrassed I just couldn't do it. I wanted to look cool in front of you, too.”

(Y/N) smiled, resting his forehead on YiBo’s. Their eyes met, then, and unexpectedly, YiBo leaned in, catching (Y/N)’s lips in a kiss. Heat suddenly blanketed (Y/N)’s mind, and he closed his eyes, cradling YiBo’s face with one hand, the other snaking down and toward YiBo’s ass. There was a sudden tension in the air, a change in the atmosphere, and a very significant change in YiBo’s temperament. The usually timid man was now quick with his hands, sneaking to unbutton (Y/N)’s shirt and pushing it down. The kiss turned from bashful into blinded by passion. (Y/N) was stunned for a quick second, but then the hand that was cradling YiBo’s face moved to join the one resting on his ass, and YiBo was lifted up, the yelp that escaped his lips was enough to make (Y/N)’s dick twitch. “That was hot,” (Y/N) whispered into YiBo’s ear, before moving down to his neck, licking and biting at the tender flesh, making YiBo moan.

It wasn’t long before (Y/N) reached the bedroom, and tossed YiBo onto the bed with not much consideration. “So, show me what that little friend of yours taught you, won’t you,” he smirked in the man’s direction and watched with growing anticipation as YiBo unzipped his pants and quickly got rid of them. 

YiBo was slender, his body lithe, and his boxers pressed tightly against his pale hips, restricting his dick to the point where it seemed to severely bother YiBo, making him uncomfortable. The sight was so lewd, particularly paired with YiBo’s crimson cheeks and disoriented gaze, that (Y/N) barely had the patience to contain himself. 

The hands that were caressing (Y/N)’s body so desperately just moments before were now drifting up and toward his face, his fingers prodding his lips, slipping inside. (Y/N) could see YiBo’s tongue rolling between those fingers, covering them with saliva before popping out and drifting toward YiBo’s boxers. “Since there’s no lube, you can use saliva instead,” YiBo spoke, his gaze still disoriented but voice honest and quiet. He shoved his hand inside the boxers and soon after (Y/N) heard one of YiBo’s yelps, and then a lewd moan. Unable to contain his excitement, (Y/N) pushed his pants down and stepped out of them, kicking them as far away as possible. He leaned over YiBo’s body, locking their lips together, and entwining their tongues. At the same time, (Y/N) caught YiBo’s hand and took it out of his boxers. For a second, the kiss was broken, and in that time, (Y/N) had undressed YiBo completely, leaving the man naked and embarrassed underneath (Y/N). Licking his fingers, (Y/N) replaced YiBo’s slender hands with his own, and slowly, he entered two of his fingers into YiBo’s asshole, pumping them just as slowly, all the while kissing YiBo everywhere where the mouth could reach. In return, YiBo moaned, the sounds soft and absent-minded, getting louder the faster (Y/N) pumped his fingers. 

It was a short while after that a third finger was added and YiBo’s voice hitched and his back arched, gripping (Y/N)'s shoulders tightly. In response, (Y/N) moved slightly lower, gripping YiBo’s hip for support, and pumped his fingers faster, while nibbling YiBo’s nipple with his teeth. The soft mewls that escaped YiBo’s mouth were heavenly, and (Y/N) regretted the fact that he had not taken his boxers off yet. They were pressing all too uncomfortably. In his annoyance, (Y/N) spread his fingers, fingering YiBo’s ass erratically, bending them to caress the walls that were twitching all too welcoming. With a harder bite to one of YiBo’s nipple and a harder shove up his ass, YiBo cried out, his back arching once again. YiBo cummed, coating the bottom of his own stomach with cum. 

YiBo’s hands grabbed (Y/N)’s face and brought it up to his own, smushing their faces together in what was supposed to be a kiss, but ended up all teeth and skin. “I’m going to put it in now, okay?” (Y/N) spoke softly into YiBo’s neck, to which the man nodded frantically, grabbing (Y/N)’s shoulders for some kind of anchor to stay grounded.

With not much any sort of further warning, (Y/N) aligned himself with YiBo’s asshole and pushed in, stopping only when the full length of him was inside. “It hurts…” cried YiBo, and with no other way to help relieve YiBo’s pain, (Y/N) kissed YiBo, gently this time, hoping to take the man’s pain off of his mind. They stayed like that for a while, kissing and biting, (Y/N)’s fingers playing with YiBo’s nipples once again. And then YiBo arched his hips, unconsciously asking for some more, more friction, more pleasure, and so (Y/N) complied, moving his hips in a lousy rhythm.

What started as gentle and slow thrusting soon became fast, erratic, and desperate for release. Instead of playing with YiBo’s nipples, (Y/N)’s hands drifted downward, gripping YiBo’s dick and stroking it up and down, to which YiBo moaned louder, tears coating his eyes, “I’m going to cum!”

Not able to comprehend much of a cohesive sentence, (Y/N) could only nod his head in extreme concentration. His hips were now slapping against YiBo’s, with as much force as (Y/N) possessed, in extreme desperation for the sweet, sweet release. He could feel YiBo clenching around his length and soon enough, YiBo came and along his release, his walls clamped around (Y/N)’s dick, milking him empty as (Y/N) buried himself deep in YiBo.

Looking at each other, they couldn’t find much to say, and all that filled the space was heavy breathing and fiery gazes.

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First Time With Them: SF9 CHANI

/ Chani /

/ ASTRO // B.A.P // B1A4 // BIGBANG // BLOCK B // BtoB // BTS // EXO // GOT7 // PENTAGON // SF9 // iKON // CNBLUE // MONSTA X // NCT // SEVENTEEN // SOLOISTS // UP10TION // KACTORS // VIXX // INFINITE // FTISLAND // WANNA ONE // HOTSHOT // WINNER // SUPER JUNIOR // KNK /

Although Chani might appear as a big, ol’ marshmallow, softest boi there has ever existed on the planet earth, those visuals are shattered when you get to know a more intimate side of Chani;

He might not be all that experienced, which makes him that more rushed;

     he’d like to get to know your body as soon as possible, he’d also like to try out all of his accumulated sexual fantasies with you;

          and oh boy, let me tell you about some of the fantasies this mans might have;

Chani might like to be in a position superior to their partner when in bed, a.k.a. daddy/sir/master kink;

Choking;

Degradation;

Bondage;

Overstimulation;

What would turn him on even more would be the fact that you’d be with as much experience as himself in this field;

     and that is, very minimum;

The fact that you relied on him to lead you two through this experience would most certainly lead into him having all sorts of nasty thoughts, particularly your flustered expressions;

     maybe he was just a teeny-tiny bit sadistic, but who knows;

Another way to rile Chani up in bed would be to compliment him, not sparing any shame to the compliments;

     bonus points if the compliments are about his looks;

A little secret about Chani might be the fact that he has very nimble fingers, so when it came to the use of them, he’d exert all of his efforts into making you come at least once just from them, alone;

As a young man in his early twenties, Chani’s stamina supply would be high;

     he could go many rounds like it was no big deal, so you’d better keep up with him;

Another thing you might want to know is the fact that although Chani has a lot of sexual fantasies, and he would burst of joy to try them all out, he wouldn’t do it as easily in fear of weirding you out; 

    however, to flip his switches the wrong way would be easy, for one, a sure-fire way to irritate Chani would be to give him some bitchy attitude;

He wouldn’t like it if you tried to take his sense of power in bed away, and he would `fight` for it- that is, he’d give you a fucking, instead of the vanilla making love;

He’d be irritated, and that would show in how snappy his hips would become, his hands, that were previously handling you gently, would snake to your throat, his previous considerate pace would turn unsteady, slamming, ramming into you, his teeth would leave marks all over your breasts;

     if you were to learn of all of his buttons, you’d have a whole new sexual experience with Chani, as he’d go to places before unseen by you;

          or you two could just talk about your sexual preferences, and what you’d like to try out, although for Chani, it would be a little difficult to say all that he wants to do;

By the end of the night, you should absolutely expect cuddles and kisses and more cuddles, and then some more sweet talk. If you were sore, he’d also give you a massage, showing yet another thing that them nimble hands can do.

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Momster Wopop you did it again with another masterpiece about the Woo 🥰🥰

I do be kinda tryin ;’) but thank bb v.v it’s been a while since I last wrote smut so posting the Woo one was a bit.. y’know

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do you do reqs for male readers 😔👉🏼👈🏼

I do~! At least I’ll try my very best so just gimme some ;3

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The time has come. The time to complete some more smut requests, that is uwu

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Never Enough

Member: Monster Woo // Kim YoungWoo 

Genre: Smut (size kink(?)+overstimulation), Romance

Words: 2k

The way his eyes followed her every move. The way they were half-lidded. How his lip was bitten while she tip-toed to reach the highest cabinet and get the damned sugar she so needed. She did not see those things, as her back was to him, but she sure as hell could feel his fiery gaze burning a hole in her head, her back, her ass. She wondered what’s gotten him so hot and bothered. She also wondered why he kept sitting on his stool and not helping her reach the jar of sugar.

She furrowed her brows and grit her teeth, her toes getting cramped from her desperate attempts at reaching the jar, “So are you just going to keep watching or help me out here, YoungWoo?” her brow twitched, and her voice sounded annoyed even to her own ears, but so be it, let the man know just how annoyed she was.

A chuckle escaped his mouth, at which she turned around, an annoyed smirk on her lips, challenging the wolfish grin on his own lips, “No,” he drawled, lazily swirling his index finger around the rim of his coffee cup. Some sixth sense of her was telling her that YoungWoo, the little devil, had put the sugar jar on the highest shelf on purpose. Just to mess with her, make fun of her short stature. 

Although she was still annoyed, she also knew that arguing over this was stupid, and she might as well just climb onto the counter to get that jar. Nonetheless, she still asked, “Why not?”

There was a moment of silence before he answered, “I like seeing you struggling. It turns me on.” 

She almost fell off the counter at his bold words, having not expected them at all. Of course, it was not uncommon for the Kim YoungWoo to be blunt and shameless, but she did not expect this level of shamelessness from the man at all. “You’re an absolute sadist, Kim YoungWoo.”

“You wanna know what else turns me on?” he continued on, his voice still drawling, and she knew, just knew that he was smirking, feeling his eyes trying to get a peak at her underwear beneath the shirt that she was wearing. “You wearing my shirt. You wearing my white shirt with no bra on. Your ass peeking through the hem while you’re on this counter. The sight is truly…” his voice wandered off as YoungWoo gulped in a huge huff of breath, “truly amazing.”

“I didn’t ask…” she muttered, although her cheeks were crimson. She knew where this was going. She could already imagine his huge hands prowling her skin, lifting the shirt over her head, and him covering her breasts with those huge hands of his. His warm breath on her stomach. She squirmed her thighs at the sudden heat in her nether regions, and it was only the thought that she had. She couldn’t wait until she got the real deal. The thick cock stretching her tiny frame. She was thankful she decided to wear the underwear, or else she’d be dripping wet.

“Your tiny hands trying to jerk me off also turn me on. It’s so cute, how they’re so small. Your bashful expression is also pretty lewd,” the voice was now much closer than before, and her fantasies suddenly came to a stop, and her body stiffened, and her mind went blank.

His tattooed hand slid in between her thighs, and she could see his fingers when she looked down. They were climbing higher, albeit slowly, toward her heat that was desperate for his touch. His other hand was on her waist, pulling her into his chest. “That’s hella embarrassing…” she muttered once more, not really concentrating on what she was saying and paying more attention to the turtle pace he decided to take up. “If you’re going to be so horny, at least get to it, why don’t you?” she reached for his warm hand, pulling it up and over her heat, basically ordering YoungWoo to take her then and there, on the same counter she was kneeling on, the jar of sugar now long forgotten.

He didn’t speak, simply burying his face into her neck, peppering small kisses, mixing in bites and licks randomly, making her shudder with want. The hand that she propped up was rubbing absent-minded circles on her clothed pussy, almost as if he was too preoccupied with sliding his other hand beneath the shirt she was wearing, and settling on her breast, kneading it. She was about to demand more, but her whines were sharply cut off by YoungWoo pinching her nipple, hard, and she bent her back, moaning in surprise. “Isn’t this what you wanted?” he whispered in curiosity, as if this effect was not what he was aiming for.

“You play dirty. I like it.” she breathed, turning her head to face him, one of her hands getting tangled in his hair, while the other was sneaking toward his crotch, grabbing the rubber band of his pyjamas and sliding it down so she had easier access to his dick. However, YoungWoo had none of it, grabbing her hand and bending it to her back, pushing her face into the shelf, and moving his hand that was previously playing with her breast toward her moist pussy, pressing his fingers on her nub. It maddened her to no end that it was still clothed, yet it still made her squirm in pleasure.

“Let me do you today, m’kay?” he whispered and she nodded furiously, just to get the infuriating man to act.

He released her arm and grabbed her hips, bringing her down just enough to bend her over the counter. The marble beneath her was cold, and it made her jump just a little. The air supply coming into her lungs was also cut shorter, due to her stomach balancing most of her weight, as her toes could not touch the ground, and she was simply dangling there. She had no time to complain as YoungWoo pushed her shirt further up her back and his fingers resumed circling her heat, making her attempt to move in the opposite direction for some extra friction. The circling stopped and what replaced YoungWoo’s fingers was his face stuck between her thighs, nibbling on her folds through the underwear, his nose far too close to her ass. It was embarrassing, but felt so good. She didn’t know where to place her hands, or what to hold on to.

He prodded his tongue, swiping over her pussy in one stroke and she was about to scream at him to pull her underwear down because she wanted to feel his tongue on her skin, not through the underwear. “YoungWoo…” she whined pitifully, her eyes moistening from the frustration. The man, however, did not answer and continued his ministrations.

Just as she was planning how to kick him, she felt her underwear being slid to the side and his finger sliding up and down her folds, his face no longer breathing hot air into her. “Please…” she begged again, her pussy clenching around the air, making it clear how much she wanted him.

She felt it then, the finger being pushed in and bent a little. YoungWoo had shoved that finger up till his knuckle, she could feel it, and although that was what she wanted, it was not enough. She whined, trying to buckle her hips, but it was difficult to do while trying to support her weight. He quickly retracted his finger, and what came back in were two, making her dizzy for a second. YoungWoo had thick fingers that she could not help but clench around. He was pumping them with a quick pace, to which she was thankful, letting out noises of satisfaction to let YoungWoo know how good a job he was doing. “You’re clenching real good around my fingers, huh?”

“More…” she begged, not really knowing what else to say to get the man to act to her demands. As soon as the word left her mouth, a third finger was shoved into her pussy, and she could hear the sloshing sounds of her juices on his fingers. It made her even more moist, happy for the man that was kneeling on the kitchen counter this early in the morning all to pleasure her. She knew she struck gold with Kim YoungWoo, and she would never find any man more amazing than him. “God…”

“You’re amazing, you know that?” he spoke, his usually deep voice even deeper now. She bet this pitch was due to his own lust to just shove his dick into her pussy, and do her real rough, just how he usually liked. 

He pulled his fingers out and his face was once again between her thighs, his tongue slurping at her juices, massaging her folds, going in and out of her. She clenched around his tongue when she felt it swirling inside, and the noises that YoungWoo made had made her head spin. How she wished to have his dick in her mouth right now, to please him as much as he did her.

The hand that was free previously had gone to fondle and swirl around her nub, making her moan louder and louder, biting her lip hard until she felt blood drip into her mouth. “YoungWoo… Please…” she breathed, wanting more, wanting his dick, wanting all of him.

“Damn, Princess, you’re so hard to satisfy,” he spoke, pulling his face away from her pussy and standing up. He made quick work of pulling her underwear down before grabbing her by her hips and shoving his dick into her pussy with no prior warning. She let out a small scream that was more moaning than screaming. 

His thrusts were sloppy and irregular, as if he was already close to cumming. He bent over her back, catching her chin and kissing her, although the kiss was more a clash of teeth and tongue, a saliva trail clinging to him as he pulled away. “You’ve cut your lip, Princess…” he noted, slowing his pace for just a second, but the slight concern was quickly pushed away as his fingers were soon shoved into her mouth. She panted while her tongue played with his digits, feeling the saliva drip on her chin.

“YoungWoo… I’m..” he felt so amazing inside of her, so thick and so powerful, hot and quick. He filled her up to the brim, to the point where almost no cohesive thought could be form---

He pulled his dick out of her and her eyes widened at the lost contact yet she had no chance to complain as she felt airborne for a second, before her back was slammed into the counter and she had a full view of YoungWoo’s face. His eyes were feral with lust, his dick slamming into her pussy all over again, and it took no time at all for her to gain her momentum. She rolled her head back, her eyes rolling into their sockets. And then she felt an overwhelming sensation which came in ways of Kim YoungWoo releasing his grip on her hip and moving his hand to her pussy, torturing her already sensitive nub even more, making her eyes widen, and tears quickly flooded her eyes. “Wait, YoungWoo, wait, wait… YoungWoo! Oh my god!” she shrieked, her elbow giving out as she felt herself shaking in pleasure, shrieking and shrieking while he kept torturing the sensitive bundle of nerves and ramming into her like some wild animal. His hips soon stopped and he bent over her once more, this time gritting his teeth, while quickly pulling out from her and cumming over her stomach. She saw his shoulders shake a little, but it was nothing in comparison to how her legs were shaking from the overstimulation she just went through.

There was silence between them until he grabbed her face and smothered her in a kiss, biting her lips and wrestling with her tongue. “We should do that again.”

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Any new writing coming??

I'll try and do a smut for tomorrow if it goes well ;'). With whom? It be a secret uwu

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Hi ily

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Should not have done that

We need more daddy woo reactions and scenarios

Do it. I dare you to request them uwu