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PARASSYTE : THE GREY // KDRAMA DİZİ YORUMU

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İmdb puanı: 7,3 Benim puanım: 8

Drama: Parasyte: The Grey

Hangul: 기생수: 더 그레이

Director: Yeon Sang-Ho

Writer: Hitoshi Iwaaki (manga), Yeon Sang-Ho

Episodes: 6

Date: 2024

Cast: Jeon So-Nee, Koo Kyo-Hwan, Lee Jung-Hyun, Kwon Hae-Hyo, Yoon Hyun-Gil, Kim In-Kwon

İzlerken kendimi hem merak hem de tedirginlik duygularıyla sarılı bulduğum bir dizi. Hem distopik bir atmosfer yaratmada hem de insanoğlunun en karanlık taraflarını sorgulamada oldukça etkileyici bir yapım. Günümüzde teknolojinin ve bilimin geldiği çıkmaz sokakları, diziye bir anlamda korkutucu bir öngörü kazandırıyor.

Dizi, adından da anlaşılacağı gibi, insan bedenine sızan ve zihni ele geçiren parazitlerle savaşı konu alıyor. Ana karakterlerimizden Jeong Su-in (Jeon So-nee), soğukkanlı ve mantığını korumaya çalışan bir bilim insanı olarak hikayeye giriyor. Su-in’in en etkileyici yanı, olaylara saf bir korku ya da panik yerine rasyonel bir bakış açısı getirmesi. Ama bu rasyonelliği bile, parazitlerin giderek yayılışı ve insanlığı yitirme tehdidiyle sıkışıyor.

Diğer tarafta ise Seol Kang-woo (Koo Kyo-hwan) karakterimiz var; o daha çok duyguları ve başkaldırılarıyla hareket eden biri. Kang-woo'nun olaylara yaklaşımı, dizinin sadece bilimsel bir kaos olmadığını, aynı zamanda çok derin bir ahlaki sorgulama barındırdığını gösteriyor.

Dizinin atmosferi kesinlikle muhteşem. Sinematografi, karanlık ve umutsuz bir geleceği gözler önüne sererken, bir yandan da dünyanın çöküşünü hissettiriyor. Mekan kullanımı ve prodüksiyon tasarımı bu karanlık hikayeye çok iyi hizmet ediyor. Özellikle parazitlerin ortaya çıkış sahneleri ve insan bedenini ele geçirme anları, tüyler ürpertici bir etki yaratıyor.

Fakat, dizinin yavaş ilerleyen yapısı bazı izleyiciler için sorun olabilir. Hikaye zaman zaman biraz durağan hissettirse de, bu yavaşlık aslında karakterlerin çıkmazlarını ve insanlığın yüzleştiği ahlaki soruları daha iyi kavramamıza olanak tanıyor. Dizinin asıl gücü de burada yatıyor: korkuyu, dehşeti ve çaresizliği sadece görsel şoklarla değil, derin bir ruhsal şokla yansıtıyor.

Oyunculuk performanslarına gelince, Jeon So-nee ve Koo Kyo-hwan kesinlikle dikkat çekiciydi. Jeon So-nee'nin Jeong Su-in’e kattığı derinlik ve hümanizm, karakteri sadece bir bilim insanı olmaktan çıkarıp izleyicinin kolayca empati kurabileceği biri haline getiriyor. Koo Kyo-hwan ise Kang-woo’ya getirdiği dinamizmle hikayeye renk katıyor. Onların arasındaki kimya, dizinin bazen yavaş hissettiren temposunu dengeleyen en önemli unsurlardan biri.

Son olarak, Parasyte: The Grey, dünya çapında tanınan Japon mangası Parasyte’tan esinlenmiş olsada, kendi kimliğini oluşturmayı başarıyor. Manga uyarlamaları sıkça eleştirilir çünkü çoğu zaman orijinal eserin büyüsünü tam anlamıyla yansıtamaz. Ama bu dizi, hem kaynak materyale sadık kalmayı hem de kendi orijinal hikayesini anlatmayı başarıyor.

Genel olarak, Parasyte: The Grey, bilim kurgu ve korku sevenler için güçlü bir yapım olmuş. Belki herkese hitap etmeyebilir ama distopik hikayelerden ve derin ahlaki sorulardan hoşlananlar için kesinlikle kaçırılmaması gereken bir yapım.

While watching this drama, I found myself wrapped in a mixture of curiosity and unease. It’s a deeply impactful production—both in how it builds a dystopian atmosphere and how it confronts the darkest aspects of human nature. The show gives off a chilling sense of foresight by reflecting the dead-end roads of current technological and scientific progress.

As the title suggests, the story revolves around a war against parasites that invade the human body and take control of the mind. One of our main characters, Jeong Su-in (Jeon So-nee), is introduced as a cool-headed scientist who tries to maintain a rational perspective. What makes her so compelling is her ability to approach terrifying events with logic rather than pure panic. But even her reason is pushed to its limits as the parasite outbreak intensifies and the threat of losing humanity looms closer.

On the other side, we have Seol Kang-woo (Koo Kyo-hwan), a character driven more by emotion and rebellion. His approach highlights that this isn't just scientific chaos—it’s also a profound moral reckoning. His rawness contrasts sharply with Su-in’s analytical mindset, which brings a compelling duality to the narrative.

The atmosphere of the show is outstanding. The cinematography paints a bleak and hopeless future while allowing the audience to truly feel the collapse of the world. Set design and production serve the dark storyline perfectly. The scenes where parasites reveal themselves and take over human bodies are especially bone-chilling.

However, the slow pacing might be a downside for some viewers. The narrative can feel a bit stagnant at times, but this slowness actually gives space to fully grasp the characters’ struggles and the ethical dilemmas humanity faces. That’s where the real strength of the show lies—it conveys fear, horror, and helplessness not just through visuals, but with profound emotional impact.

As for the performances, both Jeon So-nee and Koo Kyo-hwan were striking. Jeon So-nee brings a depth and humanity to Jeong Su-in that turns her from a mere scientist into someone the viewer can empathize with. Koo Kyo-hwan adds vitality and complexity to Kang-woo, and their chemistry is one of the key factors that balances out the show’s sometimes slow rhythm.

Finally, Parasyte: The Grey—although inspired by the globally known Japanese manga Parasyte—successfully builds its own identity. Adaptations of manga often face criticism for failing to capture the magic of the original work. But this series manages to stay faithful to its source while also crafting an original narrative.

Overall, Parasyte: The Grey is a strong recommendation for fans of science fiction and horror. It may not appeal to everyone, but for those who enjoy dystopian storytelling and layered moral questions, it’s definitely a must-watch.

Raven Melus

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Parasyte The Grey Release Date & Context

‘Parasyte the Grey’ is the up-and-coming horror K-Drama that is turning heads worldwide. We have been witnessing some unique and amazing horror-thriller shows from South Korea in recent years in the form of – Sweet Home Season 1 & Season 2 with Season 3 scheduled for release this year, Gyeongseong Creature, A Killer Paradox, and A Shop for Killers. So, the upcoming title is something to be excited about.

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Humana pero también Parasito… “Parasyte: Los Grises”

La serie está basada en el manga original de Hitoshi Iwaaki que vendió un récord acumulado de más de 25 millones de ejemplares en más de 30 regiones y países con su ingenioso e imaginativo argumento de un parásito que permea en el cerebro humano y controla su cuerpo.

La historia gira en torno a Su-in una joven atrapada entre su humanidad y su influencia parasitaria, pero como mutante mitad parásito y mitad humana, ella no pertenece del todo a ninguno de los dos bandos: ni a los parásitos que pretenden apoderarse de la sociedad humana ni al equipo dedicado a erradicar los organismos parásitos, llamados ‘Los Grises’.

Estreno: 5 de abril de 2024 en Netflix.

Dirigida por Yeon Sang-ho, la serie cuenta con las actuaciones de Jeon So-nee, Koo Kyo-hwan, Lee Jung-hyun, Kwon Hae-hyo y Kim In-kwon.

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Kokdu: Season of Deity

Kokdu: Season of Deity (Serie 2023) #KimJunghyun #SoohyangIm #KimDasom #KimInkwon #KimYoungwoong Mehr auf:

Serie / 꼭두의 계절 Jahr: 2023- Genre: Drama / Fantasy / Romantik Hauptrollen: Kim Jung-hyun, Soo-hyang Im, Kim Dasom, Kim In-kwon, Kim Young-woong … Serienbeschreibung: Eine Drama darüber, was passiert, wenn der Todesgott Ggokdu, der alle 99 Jahre auf die Erde kommt, um Menschen zu bestrafen, als Gastarzt arbeitet…

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types of kissers on svt.

seungcheol: tongue kisser

this dude is slipping his tongue into your mouth the moment he has the chance. don't get me wrong, if he can't kiss you properly he will set for pecks, even just soft kisses using those plump lips - but if we're talking actually kissing, then he wants to taste you and have you sighing. one hand on your hips, the other one on the back of your head.

jeonghan: smooth kisser

jeonghan is sooo smooth when it comes to kissing. you might not even notice him sliding his tongue into your mouth - either because he's also caressing your arm or sliding his hands to your waist -, but once you do and you sigh, jeonghan makes sure to smile against your lips as he leads the kiss in his own way (because you better believe he's doing this his way).

joshua: the smiler

he's happy to be there, kissing you. he's happy to be able to feel you on his lips, taste lingering on it for hours afterwards, hands moving all around your body. he's so happy that, when he's out of breath, joshua takes his time to smile on your lips, to show you how his serotonin levels are way up now (even though sometimes his eyes are saying "i'm gonna ruin you").

junhui: free kisser

his kisses are always gentle, as if he's waiting for you to show him how you want it. will gladly move his lips, put some tongue into you and even some teeth, but you gotta start it. he just loves kissing so much, it doesn't really matter how it goes to him so you have a free card to ask for whatever you want.

soonyoung: nasty kisser

let me get this straight: the nastier, sloppier and wetter, the better. soonyoung likes to hear you kissing him, the sounds your lips make, the sound his tongue caressing yours make. he isn't scared to get saliva all over his chin, so don't even bother stopping him - he's only stopping when neither you or him can breath.

wonwoo: slow kisser

it's not even planned, it's just default by now - he somehow always grab your face with both his hands, holding you in place as his lips open yours to welcome his shy tongue. it's slow most of the times, it's a bit clumsy - when he doesn't take his glasses off -, but it's so full of love. most likely to whisper a 'come here' before kissing you.

jihoon: the intense kisser

this motherfucker treats every kiss as if you're about to disappear. a hand on your face, the other one roaming your body, as he expects you to do the same. grabs your hair and pulls your closer, let's you take control over the kiss and how much movement you want, but keeping you close it's his job. groans and moans against your mouth, especially if you use your tongue on him.

dokyeom: the toucher

can't kiss without touching you. "oh, but it's just a peck on the lips-" yeah, and he's gonna grab you by the neck while you do it. romantic, slow kiss in the middle of his kitchen? his arms are circling your body. make out session on your couch? his hands are grabbing your thighs and/or hips. a shy kiss in the middle of the street? his hands are holding yours. for real, there's no kissing without touching with dk, ever.

mingyu: the teaser (who likes being teased)

mingyu loves to tease in anyway he can, especially if he's trying to build up something more. expect his hand around your neck, his teeth softly biting and pulling your lips, long and happy sighs against your mouth, his tongue sliding on your own - there's many, many tricks he likes to use it. please, match his freak and he will melt in your hands too (pull his hair!!).

minghao: romantic kisser

minghao believes there's only so many things that can be as romantic as kissing, so he likes to put emotion into it. there is less tongue and more lips, he stops in the middle of it to look at you and brush your hair, peck your lips and your chin. he takes his time, it's really sweet - but it can also turn you both on.

seungkwan: shy kisser

he likes kissing, don't get me wrong - but full kisses, with tongue, sounds, hair grabbing and stuff are only reserved for the bedroom. outside of it, seungkwan's kisses are shy, there's always a faint tone of red adorning his cheeks as he pecks your lips for a few seconds. might even whine if he tries to pull away but you grab his neck and make him stay there. it's cute.

vernon: soft kisser

he's slow and gentle. vernon always starts with his hand on your face, cupping your cheek as he savory the kiss. it's his way to convey all his love for you on it. might rest his hands on your hips if he's feeling like letting you control the kiss or sliding them from your face to your neck if he feels like controlling.

chan: the smirker

this motherfucker knows what he's doing when he holds your face, pulling you towards him and giving you a peck before actually kissing you, his lips controlling yours and stopping to smirk against your mouth when you try to pull him closer. he's a menace AND a good kisser, i'm sorry.

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[kissbyoon]

⠀𖼥ৎ⠀“wedding ring” ₍ svt ₎

───── ABOUT how svt would react to you removing and leaving your wedding ring before heading to shower.

⋆ 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff, humour, married au, headcannons ⋆ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: husband!svt x gn!reader ⋆ 𝒄𝒘: mentions of skinship, kissing, petnames ⋆ 𝒘𝒄: 0.6k in total

A/N: all thanks to @wonkierideul for helping me out♡ ily oomfie

 ⑅ Jeonghan, Woozi, Minghao, Vernon, Wonwoo

I feel like for these five, it really won't be a big deal. Because as far as they can remember, he didn't do something that would upset you. They are also aware of the fact that—no matter how mad you are, you would never take your ring off. But if you ever did, their heart will stop beating and it's not even a joke. They would often tell you how the ring is a symbol of your marriage that is filled with love and happiness, and it means alot to them. So there's no way you would never do that to their poor heart.

But one plus point for Jeonghan—this man would definitely be like “Phew, I thought you were mad at me for eating the last piece of the cake…” then get on his knees to beg for forgiveness when you actually get mad.

 ⑅ Joshua, Junhui, Dokyeom, Chan

These four wouldn't be a big problem, but they would definitely be a bit worried. I feel like they would ask you “Why did you take your ring off? Did I do something wrong?” As soon as you step out of the bathroom. Especially Chan and Dokyeom—this man would be worried. He is thinking of all the things he did the whole day and is ready to fall to his knees as soon as you step out of the shower. But once you reassure them with the real reason why you left it there, they would be relieved and happy again. (OUGHHH CHANNIE MY BABYYY)

 ⑅ Seungcheol, Hoshi, Mingyu, Seungkwan

Now I present to you… the most dramatic group of men. You definitely weren't thinking of it much when you left the ring there, but now, you better be prepared to face the most pouty hubby ever. And it's only fair I give you an idea of how the four of them would be dramatic in their own special ways.

Especially Seungkwan—he is throwing a tantrum. “This is torture to our 5 years of marriage… it's heartbreaking, I'm heartbroken!” Better shower him kisses because he is just waiting for that before throwing a kick in the air with happiness.

And we have Mingyu—the six feet man with all the buffiness becomes a puddle of sadness when you walk out of the shower and see him curled up on the bed, staring at the ring in front of him with a frown. No matter how much you reassure him, he is clinging to you and mumbling apologies for nothing. (STOP OMG I HAD TO COVER MY FACE WITH A GIGGLE IN THE MIDDLE OF WRITING THIS)

Well, now. Hoshi. Oh my god this horanghae guy is a menace. He looks at you with the most adorable sad puppy eyes ever when you walk out of the shower. And when I say the most adorable, I mean the most adorable sad puppy eyes. “Just say you hate me,” he would pout his heart out. But when you tell him, “Okay, my big baby, put the ring back in my finger yourself,” he would JUMP back up with the biggest grin ever that made his eyes close and kick the air with his feet at the petname. You shall call him ‘my baby’ everyday now. He accepts it more than ‘horangi’!

Sighs. Now, the worst of all—Seungcheol. This man’s hotness and buffiness is all wasted in front of you. He doesn't give a damn if he's looking like the biggest loser right now, but he would whine and pout about this the whole day. He would try to refuse physical touch throughout the day, but would eventually give up and come running to you himself. “Please hug me,” he would say while suffocating you in a hug.

KISSBYOON 2025. all rights reserved. @kstrucknet

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part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4

There’s a golden softness to late afternoons in Seoul. The kind that melts into the floorboards and sneaks into the corners of rooms. In Seungcheol’s apartment, it spills in through the wide living room windows, lazily painting everything with that hazy warmth only spring can offer. It catches in the ridges of your coffee mug, glimmers against the silver edges of your ruler, and warms the back of your neck as you hunch over the center table.

The apartment is quiet, save for the low hum of your laptop fan and the occasional scribble of your stylus across the screen. Your project , fills the display in layers of blueprints and notes. Post-its clutter the table’s edge, reminders of measurements and deadlines, and in the middle of it all, there’s you; oversized hoodie, glasses slipping down your nose, hair pulled back in a lazy bun.

And next to you, lying belly-up with a kind of careless peace you envy, is Kkuma.

She lets out a little huff, tail twitching as if in a dream. You reach over to scratch behind her ear with your free hand, lips twitching into a tired smile.

This is what most of your evenings look like lately. Half-finished sketches, cold takeout, and a drowsy dog keeping you company while your best friend dances himself to the bone in some faraway practice room.

You hadn’t meant to stay here long. When Seungcheol first offered his spare room, you’d told yourself it was just for a few months — until your life calmed down, until rent became less of a monster, until breathing felt easier.

But the months stretched, and the apartment never stopped feeling safe. He never made you feel like a guest, either. It wasn’t his place. It became yours too. The kind of home that smells like coffee and fabric softener, where the walls are filled with memories neither of you ever had to say out loud.

The front door clicks open a little past eight.

You don’t look up. You don’t need to.

The soft shuffle of sneakers on tile. The familiar thud of a duffle bag hitting the entryway floor. Then the drag of tired footsteps across the wood, slow and heavy, like gravity itself decided to cling to him today.

“I’m home,” he calls, his voice quieter than usual. Rough around the edges.

Still, you smile without looking. “There’s kimchi fried rice on the stove.”

He pauses, then: “Did you cook or order again?”

“Define ‘cook.’”

He laughs under his breath. A real one. Not the polite, camera-ready kind.

You finally glance up and find him standing a few feet away, hoodie soaked through, bangs sticking to his forehead, sweat glistening at his collarbone. Exhaustion clings to him like second skin, but his eyes are gentle, warm when they land on you.

“You’re still working?” he asks, nodding toward the screen.

You shrug. “Final review is next week.”

“You said that last week.”

“I meant it then, too.”

He shakes his head, kneels to pet Kkuma. She perks up, tail wagging in sleepy little thumps against the floor.

“She’s spoiled now,” he mutters. “Doesn’t even greet me at the door anymore.”

You hum without thinking, eyes drifting back to your screen. “She likes people who feed her on time.”

He snorts. “I’m taking a shower. Don’t pass out on the floor again.”

You raise a hand in lazy salute, already tuning back into the chaos of your canvas.

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You’re fast asleep by the time he finds you again.

Curled up on the center table, cheek pressed to your folded arms, a pencil still tucked between your fingers. Your laptop screen has dimmed to black, casting the room into a warm hush. Kkuma lies beside you, paw resting near your knee like she’s been guarding you all evening.

Seungcheol exhales quietly from where he stands in the hallway, towel slung around his shoulders. His hair is still damp, shirt clinging slightly to his skin from the shower. His body aches from practice, but his chest aches for something else entirely.

He steps forward, careful not to wake you. There’s something fragile about the scene; the way your face is turned toward the window, the way your brows are relaxed, mouth slightly parted, like the weight you always carry has finally slipped off for just a moment.

And God, you still wear that hoodie he gave you two winters ago— fraying at the sleeves, too big for your frame, swallowed by the fabric.

He kneels beside the table.

“You weren’t supposed to fall asleep like this,” he murmurs softly, reaching to brush a stray hair out of your face.

You don’t stir. You never do, not when you’re this tired. It’s something he’s learned from the years. How you give everything you have until your body stops you. How you always say you’re fine even when you aren’t. How you carry the weight of the world in silence.

He hesitates, then gently scoops you up in his arms. You sink into his chest instinctively, head resting against the hollow of his shoulder. You smell like shampoo and his vanilla lotion you pretend not to like.

Your fingers twitch once in your sleep, curling lightly into the fabric of his shirt.

And that’s what does it; that tiny movement, that subconscious reach for him. Like something inside you knows, even now, even half-asleep, that it’s him.

He carries you to your room, nudging the door open with his foot. Lays you down slowly, carefully, like you’re something precious. Something breakable. His fingers linger on your wrist for a second too long before he pulls the blanket over you.

Then, without thinking, he reaches up and grazes the back of his knuckle along your cheek.

“Night, pretty girl,” he whispers, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Even your dreams deserve rest.”

He closes the door quietly behind him.

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Back in the living room, Seungcheol sinks into the couch, rubbing his hands over his face. The quiet presses in; thick and full of everything he’s never said.

Kkuma climbs up beside him, paws light on the cushion. She flops down, tail flicking once, then still.

He chuckles softly, leaning back. “She’s gonna burn herself out before she even graduates.”

Kkuma yawns.

“She doesn’t take care of herself unless someone makes her. It’s annoying,” he says, his voice softer now, gentler. “But… I wouldn’t want anyone else to be the one who reminds her.”

Silence stretches between him and the dog.

“You know, I’ve been trying to ignore it. For years, maybe. Told myself it was just comfort, or familiarity. Like she’s just… always been here.”

He stares up at the ceiling, eyes half-lidded.

“But it’s not that. It’s never been that.”

His voice wavers just a little.

“I’m in love with her.”

There. He says it. Not to you. Not to anyone who can answer. Just to the only soul in the room who might understand.

Kkuma lifts her head slightly, ears twitching.

“I don’t even know when it started,” he continues, his eyes growing distant. “Maybe it was when she stood up to my bully. Maybe when she shared her candy and said I could have the red one.”

A soft laugh escapes him, short and breathless.

“Maybe I’ve always known.”

He reaches down and pets Kkuma’s head again, more to ground himself than anything.

“I don’t know what she’d say if I told her. I don’t know if she’d laugh, or freeze, or leave.” His voice turns quiet. “But I’d rather have her here, like this, than risk losing her at all.”

He looks toward your closed bedroom door.

“So maybe I’ll just wait a little longer.”

The city hums quietly outside the windows. And in this in-between, not quite night, not quite morning; he sits in the golden aftermath of everything unsaid, gently held by the thread that’s tied you to him all this time.

[hoshingi]

cute 🥺

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A Dare to Remember ft Eunbi, Minju

Words : 6k

Tags : squirting, rough sex, multiple creampie, multiple orgasms

The airplane's wheels screeched against the tarmac, jolting Minju and Eunbi from their sleepy embrace. They looked out the small oval window at the lush, unfamiliar landscape as the aircraft taxied to the gate. The scent of tropical flowers wafted through the cabin as the door swung open, mixing with the stale air of the plane. Bali, the island of gods and unbridled beauty, welcomed them with open arms.

"We're finally here," Minju whispered to Eunbi, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She playfully tugged at the hem of her friend's skirt, which had ridden up slightly during their nap. "Let's make this week one to remember, yeah?"

Eunbi giggled, her cheeks flushing. "You bet we will," she murmured, a hint of mischief in her voice.

The two friends collected their luggage and stepped out into the warm, humid air, feeling it envelop them like a lover's embrace. The vibrant sounds of the bustling airport surrounded them as they made their way through customs, the exotic languages a symphony to their ears.

In the taxi, they chattered away about their plans for the week. They had rented a luxurious villa, nestled between the emerald rice fields and the azure sea. It was a place where they could truly unwind and indulge in the pleasures of life, away from the prying eyes of their small town in Korea.

As the vehicle wove through the chaotic streets of Kuta, the heart of Bali's nightlife, Minju leaned in close to Eunbi, her voice low and conspiratorial. "You know what we should do to spice up our vacation?"

Eunbi's eyes grew wide with curiosity. "What?"

Minju smirked. "A little competition."

The taxi pulled up to the grand entrance of their villa, and the driver popped the trunk with a flourish. As they stepped out, Minju elaborated, her eyes gleaming with a wild idea. "Let's see who can...you know, hook up with the most guys. It'll be our own little challenge."

Eunbi's eyes narrowed, a competitive fire igniting within her. "You're on," she said, her voice filled with excitement and a touch of defiance.

The villa was a paradise, with a private pool that shimmered like a jewel in the sunlight. Their bags were whisked away by the friendly staff, leaving them to explore their surroundings. The walls of their suite were adorned with intricate carvings that told ancient tales of love and passion, setting the stage for the adventure that lay ahead.

"This place is perfect," Eunbi said, her voice filled with awe. "Now, let's get started on those registration papers."

They retreated to their separate rooms, each a sanctuary of comfort with four-poster beds draped in fine linens and private balconies that beckoned with a view of the swaying palm trees. Minju watched as Eunbi pulled out a notebook and pen, placing it on the nightstand with a determined look.

"No fabric touching our bodies, right?" Minju asked, her voice a mix of excitement and challenge.

"Right," Eunbi nodded, a devilish smile playing on her lips. "Let's keep it interesting. No clothes, no barriers."

Minju watched as Eunbi sailed out of the room, her heart racing with a mix of anticipation and apprehension. This was it; the game was on. She quickly undressed and lay on the bed, her body glistening with a sheen of sweat from the warm Bali air. She felt a thrill run through her as she imagined the parade of men who would soon be crossing the threshold.

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting the villa in a warm, golden glow. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore served as a soothing backdrop to the nervous energy that crackled through the air. Eunbi stood on her balcony, her bare skin kissed by the soft breeze. She had decided to wait for the first contestant to arrive. Her heart thumped in her chest as she heard the faint sound of footsteps approaching the villa.

A knock at the door made her jump. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come. She opened the door to find a tall, tanned local man with a charming smile. His eyes swept over her naked body, a blatant hunger in his gaze that sent a shiver down her spine.

"Hi," she managed to say, her voice a sultry whisper. "I've been expecting you."

He stepped into the room, shutting the door behind him with a click that echoed through the suite. He didn't waste any time, closing the distance between them in two strides. His strong hands found her waist, pulling her against his firm body. His kiss was fiery and demanding, his tongue dancing with hers in a passionate tango.

Eunbi's body responded instinctively, her legs parting slightly to allow him closer. He took advantage of the invitation, his hands roaming her curves, exploring every inch of her bare skin. His kisses grew more insistent, moving down her neck to her collarbone, then lower to her firm breasts. He took a nipple in his mouth, suckling gently, eliciting a gasp from Eunbi. Her knees grew weak as his fingers traveled lower, finding the slick heat between her thighs.

The man's touch was like nothing she had ever experienced before—rough yet tender, claiming yet reverent. She felt a strange sense of empowerment as she gave herself over to the moment, allowing him to lead her in this erotic dance. The competition had begun, and she was ready to give it her all.

Eunbi guided him to the bed, her breath coming in shallow gasps as his hands continued to explore her body. He laid her down, his eyes never leaving hers as he positioned himself between her legs. He entered her with a smooth, practiced ease that made her moan with pleasure. His rhythm was intoxicating, a slow and steady build that had her arching off the mattress.

Their bodies moved in a silent symphony of desire, their skin slick with sweat as they lost themselves in the primal rhythm. The bed creaked in time with their passionate thrusts, a testament to their unbridled lust. Eunbi's hands roamed his muscular back, her nails digging in as he picked up the pace. Their whispers grew louder, turning into a cacophony of dirty praise and encouragement that filled the room.

"You're so tight, baby," he groaned, his hips slamming into hers. "You feel so good."

"Keep going," Eunbi panted, her voice thick with desire. "I want to feel you fill me up."

He obliged, his strokes growing more forceful, each one pushing her closer to the edge. The room was alive with the sound of their skin slapping together, the sweet sound of pleasure echoing through the villa.

"Yes," she screamed, her body tightening around him as she climaxed. "Keep going, fill me up. Give me everything you've got."

The man's pace grew erratic as he approached his own release, his grip on her hips tightening. With one final, powerful thrust, he emptied himself inside her, their bodies shuddering with the intensity of the moment. They lay there, panting and tangled together, the air thick with the scent of sex.

Eunbi felt a sense of victory as she watched the man roll off her, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. She had won the first round, but the week was long, and she knew Minju would not make it easy for her. The game was on, and she was ready to play.

Her thoughts were interrupted by another knock on the door. She glanced at the notebook on the nightstand, her heart racing. The next contestant had arrived, eager to stake his claim in their wild competition. She slid out of the bed, her legs unsteady from the last round, and padded to the door.

As she opened it, she found a line of men waiting outside, each more handsome than the last. They had heard about the contest and had come from all corners of the island to take part. The thought of it made Eunbi's pulse quicken. She had never been so desired, so wanted.

The first man in line stepped into the room, a cocky grin on his face. He was young, with a lean, muscular body and a mischievous glint in his eye. "I've been waiting for you," he said, his English tinged with an Australian accent.

Eunbi's smile grew wicked as she led him to the bed, her body already preparing for the next round. This one would be rough, she decided, her competitive spirit driving her to push the boundaries. He pinned her down, his strong hands holding her wrists as he kissed her neck, leaving a trail of love bites in his wake. His teeth grazed her sensitive skin, making her gasp.

He was aggressive, taking her with a fervor that left her breathless. Each thrust was punctuated by the sound of the bed frame hitting the wall. She could feel the tension building inside her again, a delicious ache that grew with each bruising kiss and bite. He whispered dirty words in her ear, his breath hot and ragged, and she found herself responding with equal vigor.

The night stretched on, a blur of faces and sensations. Eunbi's body was a canvas of pleasure and pain, each encounter more intense than the last. Some men were gentle, worshipping her body with tender kisses and soft caresses. Others were more demanding, pushing her limits with each stroke. There was the quiet, intense artist who painted her in hues of passion with his fingertips, and the burly biker whose rough hands left her feeling both used and adored.

Through it all, she kept count, scribbling names and details in her notebook with a trembling hand. Each orgasm brought her closer to victory, and she reveled in the power she wielded over these men. Yet, she knew she had to be careful. The competition was only just beginning, and she didn't want to burn out too soon.

As the first rays of dawn began to peek through the curtains, Eunbi collapsed onto the bed, her body sore but satisfied. She had fucked them all, each one leaving his mark on her body and her soul. But she knew that she had to keep going, to push through the pain and the pleasure. The prize was in her sights, and she was not about to let Minju win without a fight.

The men came and went, a never-ending parade of desire and need. Each time she felt a new cock fill her up, she would grip the bed sheets and whisper sweet nothings into their ears, making them believe they were the best she had ever had. The sweet sound of their moans and grunts became a symphony that played in the background of her thoughts, fueling her determination.

And then it happened. With a particularly skilled and energetic partner, she felt something new, something she had never experienced before. Her body tightened around him as a warm gush of liquid spurted from her, soaking the bed and leaving her panting for breath. He looked at her with amazement, his eyes wide with surprise. "You squirted," he murmured, his voice filled with awe.

Eunbi giggled, feeling a newfound sense of power. "It was amazing," she gasped, her voice still shaking from the intensity of the orgasm. She leaned in and kissed him deeply, tasting the salt of his sweat on his skin. "You're really good at that."

Her newfound squirting ability became a secret weapon in their competition. Each time she felt a man's warmth filling her up, she would whisper those magic words, "Keep cumming on my womb, fill it," urging them to give her all they had. It was a heady feeling, one that made her feel alive and in control. The men responded with a fervor she hadn't anticipated, their eyes glazing over with lust as they worked to satisfy her every demand.

Days turned into nights and back again, as Eunbi and Minju's game of conquest grew more intense. The villa's walls echoed with the sounds of passion, the air thick with the scent of sex and sweat. Eunbi's body grew more sensitive with each new lover, making each climax more explosive than the last. Her cries of pleasure could be heard throughout the night, a siren's call that drew even more men to her doorstep.

As the week progressed, Eunbi's list grew longer, filling page after page of her notebook. She had lost track of the number of men she had taken to her bed, each one leaving her feeling both drained and exhilarated. Yet, she never once considered backing down. The thrill of the challenge had become a drug, a high that she craved with every breath.

One evening, as the sun painted the sky with a riot of colors, Eunbi found herself with a particularly eager participant. He was older, with a silver fox charm that made her knees wobble. His hands were rough and calloused, yet gentle as they explored her body. He took his time, savoring every inch of her as if she were the last woman he would ever touch. His kisses were tender, yet filled with an urgency that made her heart race.

As he slid into her, she felt herself opening up to him in a way she hadn't with the others. His strokes were deep and deliberate, each one hitting that perfect spot that made her toes curl. She clung to him, her nails digging into his back as she begged for more. "Keep cumming on my womb," she murmured, her voice a breathless whisper. "I want to feel you fill me up."

The man's eyes grew dark with lust as he obeyed, his movements growing more forceful. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room as he drove into her, over and over again. With a roar, he released his seed, and she felt the warmth spread within her, a delicious sensation that made her shiver with pleasure.

The week had been a whirlwind of passion and competition. Eunbi had pushed herself to the limits, her body aching yet craving more. Each day had melded into the next, a blur of sun-kissed skin and whispered promises of pleasure. Her once pristine bed now bore the stains of countless encounters, a testament to the marathon of lust she had endured.

As she lay there, her body trembling from the last climax, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. She had done it—200 men had claimed her, leaving her feeling more alive than she had ever felt before. The taste of victory was sweet on her lips, a heady concoction of sweat and cum. She glanced over at the notebook, the number scribbled in her shaky handwriting. "200," she murmured, her voice filled with amazement and satisfaction.

The final night of their competition approached, and with it, the tension grew palpable. Both women knew that their endurance was being tested, their bodies pushed to the brink. Yet, as they lay in their beds, listening to the distant laughter and waves crashing against the shore, they couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie. They had shared this wild, unforgettable experience together, and no matter who won, they had both conquered their fears and desires in a way they never thought possible.

Eunbi's final day was upon her, and she approached it with a mix of excitement and trepidation. She had one more encounter to go, one final man to add to her tally. As the hours ticked by, she found herself both dreading and eagerly awaiting the moment. Would she be able to handle it? Would she be able to give him the experience he sought?

The door to her room opened, and in stepped the final contestant—a mysterious figure who had been watching from the sidelines all week. His eyes were dark and intense, his body sculpted like a Greek god. He walked over to her with purpose, and she felt her heart race in anticipation. This one, she knew, would be different.

He didn't waste any time with pleasantries, instead he began to touch her, his hands skimming her skin with a confidence that sent shivers down her spine. His kisses were demanding, his teeth grazing her lips in a way that made her gasp. He picked her up effortlessly, laying her on the bed, and began to explore her body with a hunger that matched her own.

Eunbi had been with many men, but none had ever made her feel like this. Each touch was electric, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her. He knew exactly where to touch, exactly how much pressure to apply. It was as if he had studied her, learned her body's secrets, and was now using them to his advantage.

Her legs spread wide, she offered herself to him, her pussy slick and swollen from the week's exertions. He took his time, savoring every inch of her, leaving no part untouched. His tongue danced around her clit, teasing it into a frenzy before plunging into her depths. She writhed beneath him, her body a tapestry of sensation.

When he finally entered her, it was with a slow, deliberate stroke that made her moan with pleasure. He filled her completely, stretching her to the point of pain, yet it was a sweet agony she had grown to crave. His rhythm was relentless, each thrust sending a fresh wave of cum spilling from her over-sensitive womb.

Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, a dance of desire that had been a week in the making. Eunbi could feel the pressure building, her orgasm threatening to consume her. She met his eyes, her own glazed with passion, and whispered, "I want you to breed me. Give me your all."

With a roar, he complied, pumping into her with a ferocity that made the bed shake. She felt his hot seed fill her, the sensation so intense it was almost painful. Yet, she reveled in it, her body clenching around him as she climaxed once more.

As he pulled out, she lay there, panting and exhausted, her body drenched in sweat and cum. She had done it—she had conquered her fears, pushed past her limits, and claimed victory. The competition had taken its toll, but Eunbi felt a sense of triumph that washed away any hint of fatigue.

Minju Side :

As Eunbi's cries of pleasure pierced the stillness of the villa, Minju couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. She lay on her bed, the sheets twisted around her body like a lover's embrace, listening to the muffled sounds of her friend's passionate encounter. Her own body thrummed with need, her pussy pulsing with anticipation for the first man she would claim in their wild competition.

The door to her room creaked open, and she held her breath, her heart racing in excitement. A shadow fell across the threshold, and she made out the silhouette of a man, his features obscured by the dim light. She watched as he approached the bed, his eyes gleaming with lust.

He was nothing like the gentle, loving men she had known back home. His touch was rough, his kiss bruising as he claimed her mouth. She could feel his hand at her throat, his grip firm yet not unpleasantly so—it was a show of dominance, a silent declaration of his intentions.

With a sudden jerk, he pulled her up and pushed her down onto the bed, her cheek pressed against the cool, crisp linen. He grabbed her by the hair, forcing her to look back at him. His eyes gleamed with a dark, almost sadistic hunger that sent a shiver down her spine. He was going to be rough, and she could feel her body responding with a mix of fear and excitement.

Minju gasped as he bent her over, pushing her down onto her hands and knees. He didn't bother with preamble, instead, he took a firm grip of her hips and yanked her back towards him. She felt the tip of his cock brush against her cunt before he thrust inside without warning, filling her in one swift motion. She yelped with surprise, the sensation of his thickness stretching her out sending shockwaves through her body.

He began to fuck her hard, his hips slapping against her ass with a rhythmic thud that echoed through the room. Each time he pulled out, he'd smack her cheeks before plunging back in, the sting adding to the intensity of each thrust. She felt her pussy grow wetter with every spank, her body begging for more of the delicious pain-pleasure that danced along her nerve endings.

"How does it feel, baby?" he grunted, his grip on her hips tightening.

Minju moaned, her voice thick with lust. "It feels...amazing. You're so big, so deep."

The man chuckled darkly, his teeth gritted with the effort of holding back. "Keep talking, sweetheart. Tell me how much you love it."

Her words spilled out in a breathless stream, each one more explicit than the last. "Your cock feels so good, so thick, stretching me open. I've never felt so full."

He rewarded her with a particularly deep thrust that made her cry out. "That's it," he encouraged. "Tell me how much you love being my little whore."

Minju's cheeks flushed at the harsh words, but she found herself craving more. "I love it," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I love being your whore, being filled with your cum."

The man's strokes grew more erratic as he approached his climax, his breaths coming in harsh pants. "You're going to take it all, aren't you?"

"Yes," she gasped, her body trembling. "I'll take everything you give me."

With a final, powerful thrust, he came, his warm seed flooding her insides. He collapsed on top of her, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. Minju lay there, her breath coming in ragged gasps, feeling both used and utterly satisfied.

As the man withdrew, she couldn't help but feel a sense of loss, despite the ache in her body. She had never experienced such raw, animalistic sex before, and it had awakened a side of her she didn't know existed. The competition had taken an unexpected turn, but she was ready to face whatever the week had in store for her.

The next man to enter her room was a stark contrast to the first. He had a gentle demeanor, his eyes soft and kind. He approached her with care, as if she were a fragile treasure to be cherished. Minju felt a twinge of doubt—was she ready for tenderness after the rough treatment she had just received?

But as he began to kiss her, she realized that she was craving something different. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him to take her with the same fiery passion as the first, but he resisted, instead choosing to explore her body with feather-light touches and whispered sweet nothings. She found herself arching into his caresses, her body begging for more.

"I want you to go rough," she panted, her voice strained with desire. "Please, make it hard."

He hesitated, his eyes searching hers for consent. She nodded eagerly, her cheeks flushed with excitement. He took her cue, his gentle strokes turning into firm, demanding thrusts that made her cry out. She had never felt so alive, so wanted. Her nails dug into his back as she urged him deeper, her body craving the delicious friction.

"You're so good at this," she murmured, her voice thick with lust. "I've never felt so...so alive."

He grunted in response, his grip on her hips tightening as he picked up the pace. His cock hit that perfect spot inside her with every thrust, and she felt herself climbing towards another shattering orgasm. The man's eyes never left hers, his gaze intense and focused. It was as if he could see into her very soul, as if he knew exactly what she needed to push her over the edge.

And when she did, it was with a scream that tore through the quiet night, her body convulsing around him. He followed shortly after, his own release a testament to the power of their connection. They collapsed onto the bed, their hearts racing in unison.

Minju lay there, her body trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. She had done it again, conquered another challenge in their wild game. Yet, she couldn't shake the feeling that this encounter had meant something more, something beyond the competition.

But there was no time to ponder as the door to her room swung open once more, admitting another eager participant. The cycle repeated with an almost mechanical precision—the feel of a stranger's cock claiming her, the sweet agony of climax, and the warmth of his seed filling her up. Each man brought a new wave of sensation, a different flavor of lust to savor and record in her notebook.

Her body grew sore, her pussy tender from the relentless onslaught, yet she remained insatiable, craving the next round. Each encounter blurred into the next, a never-ending symphony of passion and pain. The men came and went, a faceless procession of desire that fueled her competitive spirit. She had lost track of time, her existence now a series of moans and cries that filled the air, a crescendo of pleasure that never seemed to end.

But tonight, something was different. As the latest participant slammed into her, she felt it building—that peculiar tension that had been coiled within her for days. Her body began to quiver, her muscles tightening around him in a vice-like grip. And then it happened. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt before—a sudden, explosive release of fluid that soaked the bed beneath her. She looked down, astonishment etched on her face as she watched herself gush with each powerful thrust.

"Oh my god," she gasped, her voice filled with a mix of shock and excitement. "I'm squirting."

The man's eyes widened in amazement, his own arousal spiking at the sight of her pleasure. "Keep going," he urged, his strokes growing more frenzied. "Let me see you drench the bed."

And she did, her body responding to his words with a fervor that surprised even her. With every pump of his hips, she squirted more, the sensation growing stronger and more intense. The room grew wet with the sound of her release, a testament to her unbridled passion.

It was as if her body had discovered a new form of climax, one that left her trembling and begging for more. Each time she felt the pressure build, she whispered the words that had become her mantra—"breed me, fill me up." And he did, one after the other, eager to leave their mark on the canvas of her womb.

The days grew hotter, the competition fiercer. Minju's body became a battleground of pleasure and pain, her moans a constant symphony that resonated through the villa. Her appetite for depravity grew with each encounter, her masochistic tendencies revealing themselves in full force. She craved the sting of a firm hand on her ass, the burn of a bite on her neck, the sharp tug of her hair as a man claimed her.

Her voice never faltered, a siren's call that grew more demanding with each passing hour. "Spank me," she'd command, her ass reddening under their palms. "Choke me," she'd beg, her eyes fluttering as they tightened their grip around her throat. "Make me squirt," she'd demand, her cunt spasming around their cocks as they pounded into her. And they did, eager to satisfy her every whim, to be the one who brought her to that ultimate release.

As she lay there, her body a battleground of ecstasy and endurance, she couldn't believe it had been a week since their competition had begun. Her notebook lay open beside her, the number "200" scribbled in her handwriting, a testament to the men who had claimed her, filled her, and left her trembling with pleasure. It was a number that once seemed insurmountable, but now, it was a badge of honor, a symbol of her triumph.

The door to her room creaked open once more, and she turned her head, her eyes half-lidded with lust and exhaustion. In the doorway stood a man, his silhouette outlined by the soft glow of the moonlight. He was the last contestant, the one who would determine the victor in their week-long quest for carnality.

Her eyes widened as he stepped into the room, allowing the light to reveal the monstrous cock that jutted from his hips. It was the largest she had ever seen, a thick, veiny beast that made her quiver with a mix of fear and excitement. She had faced many challenges in the past week, but this one was the ultimate test.

With a smug smile, he approached the bed, his massive cock swaying with each step. He didn't say a word as he climbed on top of her, his weight pressing her into the mattress. He positioned himself at her entrance, his tip nudging against her swollen folds. She could feel her pussy contract around the sheer size of him, a silent plea for mercy that went unheard.

"I've been waiting for this," he murmured, his voice deep and filled with promise. "I've heard about your little game, and I'm here to make sure you remember me."

With that, he pushed into her, inch by torturous inch. She felt herself stretching to accommodate his girth, her muscles protesting before giving way to the sweet agony of fullness.

"Fuck, it's too big," Minju whimpered, her eyes rolling back as the man's monster cock continued to press deeper. He took his time, watching her face contort with every movement, his own expression a mix of triumph and lust. Her body fought against the intrusion, but she knew she had to take him—this was the final round, and she wouldn't let Eunbi win without a fight.

He chuckled darkly, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "You can handle it," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "Take it all, baby. Take it all for the win."

Her jaw clenched as she forced herself to relax, her pussy stretching to accept his massive length. She felt herself being split apart, the pressure intense, bordering on pain. But with each inch he sank into her, she felt a new kind of thrill—a challenge that she had to conquer. She could feel her body adjusting, her muscles wrapping around him like a tight fist.

"Look at you," he murmured, his voice thick with arousal. "You're already squirting around my cock."

Minju bit her lip, her eyes squeezed shut. She hadn't realized it was happening—the initial penetration had been so overwhelming that she couldn't focus on anything but the pressure building within her. Yet, as he began to move, she could feel the wetness trapped inside her, a pool of desire waiting to be unleashed.

He picked up his pace, his strokes deep and deliberate. With every thrust, she felt her pussy clench around him, the sensation of her squirting internal. It was as if she was a dam holding back a flood of pleasure, the water rising with each beat of her heart.

"Let it go," he urged, his hands gripping her hips. "Show me what you can do."

The words acted like a dam breaking, and she felt it—a rush of liquid heat that filled her to the brim. Her body tightened, her muscles clamping down on his cock as she climaxed around him. Yet, the squirt remained contained, a delicious secret that only they knew.

Her chest heaved as she caught her breath, her eyes fluttering open to meet his. He grinned, a knowing glint in his eye. "That's just the warm-up," he said, his voice low and seductive. "You can take more."

And so he began to move again, his strokes slower, more deliberate. Each one was calculated to push her closer to the edge, to coax out another explosive climax. She could feel the tension building once more, her body responding to his expert touch.

He leaned down, his breath hot on her neck. "How does it feel, having my cock fill you up so completely?"

"It feels...amazing," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. "So full."

The man's grin grew wider, his teeth glinting in the moonlight. He began to fuck her with more vigor, his hips pistoning into her with a brutal rhythm. Each thrust sent a fresh wave of pain through her, but she found herself craving it, begging for more. Her body was a maelstrom of sensation, the pressure in her pussy growing with every beat of her heart.

"Ahh, I'm going to cum," she screamed, her body bucking beneath him.

The man's eyes gleamed with triumph as he watched her approach climax. He knew he had her, that she was his to use and discard. Yet, something in the way she writhed and begged for more made him feel alive. He pounded into her, his own release building.

"Fuck, your dick was so good," Minju gasped out between moans. "I can't stop cumming."

Her words seemed to fuel his desire even more, his strokes growing more urgent. He leaned down, his teeth grazing her earlobe. "You like that, don't you, slut?" he murmured, his voice thick with arousal. "You like feeling me fill you up?"

"Yes," she moaned, her eyes rolling back into her head. "I love it. Breed me. Make me squirt again."

He chuckled darkly, his grip on her hips tightening. "With pleasure," he growled, and with one final, powerful thrust, he emptied himself into her. She felt the warmth of his cum fill her, the sensation of his seed shooting into her womb sending her spiraling over the edge once more.

As he pulled out, the pressure grew too much. Her pussy contracted around nothingness, desperately seeking the release it had come to crave. And then it came, a geyser of cum that shot out of her, soaking the sheets and painting the bed beneath her. Her body trembled with the intensity of it, her muscles spasming as she squirted over and over again.

Her vision swam, stars dancing before her eyes. Her orgasm was so intense it was almost painful, her body no longer her own. The only thing that remained was the feeling of her pussy pulsing, the sweet agony of her squirt that seemed to have no end.

As the man stepped back, admiring his handiwork, Minju felt a wave of exhaustion wash over her. Her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the bed, her body quivering uncontrollably. She had never felt so used, so utterly spent.

The room spun, and she felt her consciousness slipping away. The competition had pushed her to her limits, and she had emerged the victor. Yet, as the darkness claimed her, she couldn't help but wonder if it had all been worth it.

Her body lay there, a testament to the week's excesses, as the final droplets of cum trailed down her inner thighs. Her mind was a blur, her thoughts scattered like leaves in the wind. The only thing she knew for certain was that she had never felt more alive, more desired, more...complete.

As consciousness returned, Minju felt the sticky warmth between her legs and the heaviness in her belly. She groaned, her eyes fluttering open to see Eunbi leaning against the wall, a concerned look etched on her face. "Are you okay?" Eunbi asked, her voice filled with a mix of worry and amazement.

Minju took a moment to gather her breath, her chest rising and falling with the effort. She nodded weakly. "I think so," she managed to murmur. "What happened?"

Eunbi's eyes widened as she recounted the scene she had walked in on. "You kept squirting non-stop," she said, her voice filled with awe. "It lasted for a very long time."

The reality of what had happened hit her like a ton of bricks. She had done it—she had pushed herself to the edge and beyond, conquering the final challenge of their depraved competition. The thought filled her with a sense of victory, but also a hint of fear. What had she become in this week of unbridled lust?

"How many did you get?" Eunbi asked, her voice tentative.

Minju couldn't help but smile through the haze of pleasure and exhaustion. "Two hundred," she said, her voice a mix of pride and disbelief. "Same as you."

Eunbi's eyes widened. "No way," she breathed, her voice filled with both amazement and envy.

"It's true," Minju said with a tired laugh. "We're tied."

Eunbi nodded, her expression thoughtful. "So, what's next?" she asked, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Should we try to beat our records on our next vacation?"

Minju considered this for a moment, her body still trembling from the exertion of the past week. "I don't know if I can do that again," she admitted, though the challenge in her voice was unmistakable. "But I do like the idea of another game."

The two women lay there, their bodies still entangled, their thoughts racing. They had pushed each other to the brink of their sexual limits, and yet, there was a bond between them that had only grown stronger with each shared experience.

[elllisaaa]

Svt reaction to their s/o getting cute aggression on them

seventeen when their s/o gives them cuteness aggression

-> pairing : svt x gn!reader

-> word count : 1.6k

-> genre : fluff

-> reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated !

-> sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language.

-> author's note : this idea is soooo cute ! i had a lot of fun writing this ! hope you'll like it !

-> masterlist | svt masterlist

svt version | ateez version

CHOI SEUNGCHEOL

cause of the aggression : cheol pouting because you won't give him one of the cookies you made.

he starts to whine when you pepper his whole face with kisses.

but you're not dumb - you see the big smile stretching out his lips and his eyes filled with adoration as you peck his lips so many times he can't count.

he's just so comfy with his hair ruffled from his nap and his glasses sitting on his nose so prettily.

he doesn't stop you until you finally decide that you attacked him enough.

"stop being so cute choi seungcheol."

"if i get kisses, i won't."

YOON JEONGHAN

cause of the aggression : jeonghan looking fondly at you while you're rambling about your favorite song.

the faint smile on his lips and the dreamy look in his eyes is enough for you to grab his face in between your hands and aggressively kiss his whole face.

jeonghan is whining the whole time, threatening you to take his revenge if you don't let him go.

but truly, he wants you to stop only because his heart is about to burst from how loved you make him feel.

when you finally feel satisfied with the amount of kisses you left on his face, it's your chance to witness a flustered jeonghan - his cheeks slightly red but enough for you to notice it.

"you're blushing, baby."

"am not, you just left your lipstick all over me."

HONG JOSHUA

cause of the aggression : his smile. yes, that is enough of a reason for me.

you playfully bite his cheeks - not hard enough to leave a mark behind - loving the way they become even more adorable when he smiles.

joshua only giggles at your antics and lets you do whatever you want.

but let's not forget that he's a menace and you understand that he's planning something the second you see his devilish grin.

in return, he also bites your cheeks.

"why did you do that, josh ?"

"you're adorable too, you also deserve cuteness aggression."

MOON JUNHUI

cause of the aggression : him playing with your cat and calling him his son.

they look alike too much and both of them together are too cute to not react.

you kiss your cat first, inhaling his scent, then you do the same to your boyfriend.

jun doesn't really understand what's happening to him, but quickly, the feeling of your lips against the skin of his temples and cheeks relaxes him and he closes his eyes.

he only opens them when you finally stop and your proud smile makes him chuckle while he pulls you closer to him to hug you.

"what did we do to deserve all of that ?"

"you're both cute. and i love you. isn't that enough ?"

KWON SOONYOUNG

cause of the aggression : the way his whole face brightens up when you bring him a new tiger plushie.

you squish his cheeks in between your hands, cooing at him while he looks at you, completely lost.

you kiss his forehead too many times to count, and then you do the same to his lips.

but soon enough, soonyoung is smiling too much for you to go on with your assault.

he doesn't even try to play it off and is fully comfortable with showing you the blush you caused to spread from his cheeks to his ears.

"i should be the one doing that baby ! you're so cute for thinking about me and buying me this !"

"i always think about you soonie."

JEON WONWOO

cause of the aggression : your sleepy boyfriend waking up from his nap and looking at you from his spot on your chest.

you take a deep breath before looking back at him, hit by the same heavenly view of your half-asleep boyfriend.

your "aggression" is quite soft because you don't want to scare him but you still pepper his whole face with little kisses that make his heart melt.

a quiet "baby" falls from his lips when you kiss the tip of his nose three times in a row.

when you're finally done and satisfied, your eyes fall into wonwoo's awestruck gaze and you feel the need to attack him again.

"i just woke up, can't you wait two seconds ?"

"no. you're too adorable, i have to show my appreciation right now."

LEE JIHOON

cause of the aggression : his focused face while he's producing is undeniably adorable.

you look up at him from where you're sitting on his lap and decide that his neck will be your target.

you nuzzle your nose against the side of his neck aggressively before littering his skin with just as aggressive kisses.

jihoon interrogates you about what you're doing but you only kiss him harder and he simply decides to let you do your thing.

once you're satisfied, you look up at him again, and he pushes a strand of your hair behind your ear.

jihoon is shaking his head but you see the light smile stretching out his lips.

"you're crazy, you know that ?"

"i know. that's why you love me, though."

LEE SEOKMIN

cause of the aggression : seokmin coming home with a bouquet of your favorite flowers just because they made him think of you.

you put the bouquet down on the kitchen counter to not damage it before throwing yourself in his arms.

seokmin giggles and the way he smiles makes your heart flutter even more.

his hands go down to hold your waist as you repeatedly kiss his nose, then you do the same to his lips.

seokmin lets you do everything you want to him, but before you can withdraw after your last kiss, he prolongs the kiss.

"i really am the luckiest man on earth."

"what should i say, then ?"

KIM MINGYU

cause of the aggression : his puppy look when begging you to go out that same night.

you can never resist when he's looking at you like that, so you roll your eyes before starting your attack on him.

you start by covering his forehead with kisses, then his temples, his cheeks, his lips and finally his jaw.

mingyu starts whining as soon as your lips come in contact with his skin, his wide eyes looking at you with adoration nonetheless.

when you stop, he's pouting with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

"you can't do that, baby ! my heart can't take this."

"well, stop being so cute. were going out if you want to, handsome. i can't refuse you anything when you're looking at me this way."

XU MINGHAO

cause of the aggression : him peacefully reading on a random saturday, all cozy on your couch.

you came from behind the couch, inhaling his scent as you buried your head in his hair.

minghao chuckled, but he let you nuzzle your head in his neck and kiss him all you wanted.

when you feel satisfied, you wrap your hands around his shoulders and he voluntarily leans his cheeks towards you, so you kiss him there too with a grin.

minghao is used to your impulsive thoughts but when you show your appreciation like that, it never fails to make his heart flutter.

"you made me lose track of my book."

"then re-read it to me, i love listening to your voice."

BOO SEUNGKWAN

cause of the aggression : the way he's so excited that you went with him to play badminton is making you fall in love all over again.

before the both of you can even start playing, you grab his hand to stop him and cut his face in your hands.

you pepper his whole face in kisses, but seungkwan is trying to playfully push you away.

it's only for form because his ears are slowly turning to a bright shade of red as he continues to sulk.

you place a last kiss on his nose before grabbing your racket and walking to the court, seungkwan following right behind you and trying to hide his grin.

"why did you do that ? we're in public, y/n !"

"oh, shut up, you loved it. and if you want me to stop, then you shouldn't be this adorable."

CHWE HANSOL

cause of the aggression : he's talking about his latest idea for a song and he's so adorable when he's passionate you just cannot help it.

you're currently laying on his chest in his bed, so all you have to do is to bury your head in his shirt.

then, you slowly start to kiss up his body, while hansol looks at you with wide and confused eyes.

your last kiss is on his lips and he still seems lost.

so you kiss him again, deeper, and he finally relaxes under your touch even if he doesn't understand why you feel the need to attack him like that.

but you're his beautiful partner, he's not going to complain at all, on the contrary.

"you're weird sometimes, y/n."

"you're weird too, that's why we're such a good match."

LEE CHAN

cause of the aggression : him preparing breakfast for the two of you because it's too cute to resist.

you walk in the kitchen, still rubbing the sleep from your eyes when you notice chan dancing around the kitchen while finishing up what he's been cooking.

he's literally the perfect man, you have to reward him by wrapping your hands around his waist from behind and leaving kisses and bites all over his shoulders.

and you're glad he doesn't wear a tee to sleep, it makes your access to his skin easier.

chan turns around as soon as you stop, and you easily notice the blush on his cheeks that you kiss too with a smile.

"good morning, baby."

"it is indeed a very good morning. i want that every day, please."

-> i don't allow any copies, reposts or translations of my work.

svt taglist (fill in this to be added) :

@lil-kpopstan @hann1bee @heevllog @lichyuu @bewoyewo @foxinnie8

[shuafiles]

svt text reaction when the reader writes them a dirty pick up line??

I don't know, this sounds like it would be fun🤍🤍

seventeen texts: sending them a dirty pick up line

CONTENT | nsfw texts, vulgar language, cringe pick up lines, female reader

A/N | im not sure if this is what the request wanted but hopefully i did okay </3

[korelist]

HEARTBEAT // KDRAMA DİZİ YORUMU

UYARI : Yazılar genel olarak spoiler içerebilir. İçermeyedebilir.

İmdb puanı: 7,3 Benim puanım: 6

Drama: Heartbeat

Hangul: 가슴이 뛴다

Director: Lee Hyun-Seok, Lee Min-Soo

Writer: Kim Ha-Na, Jung Seung-Joo

Date: 2023

Language: Korean

Country: South Korea

Cast: TaecYeon, Won Ji-An, Park Kang-Hyun, Yoon So-Hee, Yoon Byung-Hee, Ko Kyu-Pil, Kim In-Kwon

Uzun yıllardır yaşayan bir vampir Sun Woo-Hyeol(TaecYeon), soylu bir kadın olan Yoon Hae-Sun(Yoon So-Hee) onun için hayatını feda edince insan olmayı kafasına koyar. Kedi olan arkadaşı Ko Yang-Nam(Kim In-Kwon)dan aldığı bilgiye göre ardıç ağacından yapılmış bir tabutta 100 yıl geçirirse insan olabilecektir. Yıllardır yanında olan yardımcıları Lee Sang-Hae(Yoon Byung-Hee) ve Park Dong-Seob(Ko Kyu-Pil) bu durumu anlamasalar da patronlarının istediğine saygı duyar ve onun için özel bir tabut yaptırırlar. Malikanesini ise kahya olarak yanında çalışan insanın üzerine yaparak ona emanet eder. Nesilden nesile malikaneyi koruyacak 100 yıl sonra uyandığında ise ona teslim ederek kahyalık görevini tamamlayacaktır. Vallahi anlatırken cringe oluyorum. Neyse...

Gel gelelim 100yıl dolmak üzere iken, kahyanın soyu ortadan kaybolmuştur. Zor zamanlar geçiren Joo In-Hae(Won Ji-An) ise babasına çok uzun süredir ulaşılamadığı için ölü kabul edilerek ondan miras olarak bir malikane kaldığını öğrenir. Kalacak yeri olmadığı için malikaneye gelir. Bodruma iner. Bir tabut bulur. Ben bunu neden açmıyorum ki der ve açar. 100 yıl dolmasına 1 gün kala vampirimizi uyandığı için, insan olamayan Woo-Hyeol sinirlenip In-Hae'yi ısırmaya yeltenir. Ama In-Hae ondan önce davranıp vampiri ısırıverir. Biz seyirciler kadar mala bağlayan vampir ise ısırılınca bir anda süt dökmüş kedi gibi davranmaya başlar... Vallahi yazarken daraldım.

İşte dizinin konusu bu. İnsan olup sevdiği kadını bulmayı uman, kalbini attıracak bir aşk yaşamak için ölümsüzlüğünden vazgeçmeye hazır yarı vampir ile ona hizmet etmeye yemin etmiş kahyasının soyundan gelen bir insanın günümüz ile imtihanı. Evet, en net şekilde dizinin konusunu böyle açıklayabilirim.

Şimdi; bu adam zamanının patronu, korkulan, saygı duyulan bir yönetici, birçoğunun lideri ve en önemlisi VAMPİR. Ablacım sen neyine güvenip vampiri ısırıyor, azarlıyor, kovalıyorsun. Abicim sende hayırdır, vampirsin sen vursana yumruğunu. Yok... o kadar saçma yazılmış bir senaryo var ki ortada, vampir fikrine kimse şaşırmıyor. Kaldı ki aynı zamanda herkes vampiri itip kakabileceğini düşünüyor.

Komşunuz geldi size dedi ki, şu karşı apartmanın çatı katındaki adam vampirmiş. Allah aşkına ne tepki verirsiniz? En olası tepki komşunuzun kafayı yediğini düşünürsünüz, bi yürü git, dersiniz. Hadi azcık safsınız, inandınız. Uzak duralımda bizi kıtlamasın dersiniz. Yok bu dizide kime bu adam vampir denildiyse, dur ben bir gidip hesabını sorayım dedi. Böyle aptal bir etki tepki mekanizması uzun zamandır görmemiştim.

Hakkını yemeyeyim, oyuncular ve oyunculuklar oldukça başarılıydı. TaecYeon benim için her zaman kötü adam olarak kalacak olsa da bu dizide gayet başarılıydı. Kadın oyuncular, Won Ji-An ve Yoon So-Hee ikisi de profesyonel görünüyordu. Won Ji-An'u daha önce izlemedim. Önümüzdeki günlerde Suquid Game 2 de izleyeceğiz. Açıkçası oyuncunun havasını baya beğendim. Hem doğal ve rahat görünüyor hem de ekrana yakışıyordu. Won Ji-An’ı izlerken başarılı oyuncu Kong Hyo-Jin'in havasını sezdim, tabi ki öyle olması için daha çok yolu var. Göze çarpan bir güzelliği olmasa da sahneye yakışıyor ve aurası güçlüydü. Yoon So-Hee ise sanki iyi rolde de olsa kötü rolde de olsa hep altında bir şey arama hissiyatı yarattı bende. Bu kadında bir şey var dedim içimden. İlk "One More Time" isimli kötü dizide izlemiştim. Cast için isimlerini bile yazma gereği duymadıkları bir diziydi. Dizinin silikliği kadar Yoon So-Hee ‘un oyunculuğu da çok silikti. Sonra "Ghost Doctor"da hayalet rolünde bir kez daha izledim ama açıkçası o da çok aklımda kalmadı. Fark etmedim bile diyebilirim.

Dizide herkes birbirini öldürme peşindeydi ama öyle normal öldürme değil. Kalbini söküp kanını son damlasına kadar içmeli öldürme. Joo In-Hae’nin üniversiteden bir üst dönemi olan Shin Do-Sik (Park Kang-Hyun), kızın gözüne girmek için malikaneyi misafirhaneye çevirmeyi teklif eder. Hem iş ortağı olarak kızımızla da yakınlaşacağını düşünür. İyi adam olduğunu düşündüğümüz bu gencin ataları teee en başta vampirimizin yavuklusunu öldüren sülaleden gelmesin mi… biz bunu daha adamı görür görmez tahmin ettik. Ama dizide sonlara kadar dillendirmediler. Zaten dizide ima diye bir şey yoktu. Bir şeyi anlatmak istediklerinde seyircinin salak olduğunu düşünüyor olacaklar ki iki kere açıklama yaptılar. Neyse, herkes birbirini öldürme peşindeydi demiştim ya, işte. Bu soyu vampir avcılarına dayanan emlakçı gencin sülalesindeki erkeklerin genç yaşta ölme hastalığı varmış. Artık nasıl bir hastalık demeyin, öyle. Bu hastalığı yenmesi içinde kolunda yara olan yarı vampirin kalbini söküp kanını içmesi gerekiyormuş. Tövbe… öyle iki damla kan içeyim yok dizide. Herkesin bir diğerinin kalbini söküp kanını emcüklemesi gerekiyor. Neden? Yok nedeni. İki damla kimseye yetmiyor.

Vampirlerin hiçbir ağırlığının olmaması beni çok rahatsız etti. Yürüyünce etraftakilerin diken diken olduğu o muhteşem güçlü aura asla yoktu. Bence çok çok büyük bir eksikti. Heyt be dedirten o yüzyılların ağırlığını hiç hissetmedik. Onu hissetmedikçe de diziyi ciddiye almak çok zordu. Dizinin tek güzel yanı oyunculardı sanırım. Vampirleri oynayan oyuncular başarılı oyunculardan seçilmişti. Başrol kızımız başlarda çok fazla bağırarak rol yapsa da sonradan oturmaya başladı, sevdim. TaecYeon’u zaten çirkin bulsam da beğeniyorum. Emlakçıda aynı şekilde ilk dizisi olmasına rağmen oldukça başarılıydı. Hatta dizide sevdiğim bir başka şey OST’sini kendisi seslendirmiş olmasıydı.

Sonuç olarak önerir miyim? Emin değilim, ne yapmışlar diye bir bakıp çıkabilirsiniz.

OST:

Park Kang Hyun - Vampire

Heartbeat tells the story of Sun Woo-Hyeol (TaecYeon), a vampire who dreams of becoming human after a noblewoman, Yoon Hae-Sun (Yoon So-Hee), sacrifices herself for him. According to his cat friend Ko Yang-Nam (Kim In-Kwon), if Woo-Hyeol spends 100 years in a coffin made of juniper wood, he can turn human. Though his loyal helpers, Lee Sang-Hae (Yoon Byung-Hee) and Park Dong-Seob (Ko Kyu-Pil), don't fully understand this wish, they respect it and help craft a special coffin. Woo-Hyeol entrusts his mansion to a human caretaker, whose family will protect it for generations and hand it back to him when he wakes.

Unfortunately, just before the 100 years are complete, the caretaker’s bloodline disappears. Joo In-Hae (Won Ji-An), struggling to survive, learns that she's inherited a mansion from her father, who has been missing for a long time and is presumed dead. Homeless and desperate, she moves into the mansion, stumbles upon the coffin, and—naturally—opens it. With one day left before completing the 100 years, Woo-Hyeol awakens prematurely. Furious that he missed his chance to become human, he tries to bite In-Hae, but she bites him first, leaving even the vampire dumbfounded.

This, in a nutshell, is the premise: a half-vampire who wanted to become human to experience love, and the descendant of his former caretaker, clashing in the modern world.

Now, let’s be real: Woo-Hyeol was once a powerful, feared leader—a vampire. Yet somehow In-Hae casually bites him, scolds him, and pushes him around like he's a lost kitten. The vampire, instead of unleashing his strength, sulks in the corner. Honestly, the sheer absurdity of the script was exhausting. Nobody in the story reacts rationally to the existence of a vampire. If your neighbor told you someone living upstairs was a vampire, wouldn't your first reaction be to think they’ve lost their mind? Or at least stay far away? But here, every single character immediately decided to confront the vampire directly—as if that made any sense.

Credit where it's due: the acting was actually very good. TaecYeon, despite always being a "villain" in my mind, did a commendable job. Won Ji-An and Yoon So-Hee both looked very professional. I hadn’t seen Won Ji-An before, but she’s set to appear in Squid Game 2, and honestly, I really liked her vibe. She feels natural and comfortable on screen, with a strong aura even if she doesn’t have striking beauty. She reminds me a bit of Kong Hyo-Jin, though she still has a way to go. Yoon So-Hee, on the other hand, always gives off a suspicious vibe no matter her role. I first saw her in the forgettable One More Time, and later in Ghost Doctor, but she didn't leave much of an impression back then.

The entire cast seemed intent on killing each other—but not just killing: ripping hearts out and draining every last drop of blood. Shin Do-Sik (Park Kang-Hyun), a university senior to In-Hae, proposes turning the mansion into a guesthouse to get closer to her. Turns out, he's descended from the vampire hunters who killed Woo-Hyeol's original lover. We, the viewers, guessed this immediately, though the show awkwardly delayed confirming it until later episodes.

There was absolutely no subtlety in this drama. Whenever the story tried to reveal something, it treated the audience like idiots by explaining everything twice. And the "disease" affecting Do-Sik’s family, requiring him to rip out a half-vampire’s heart and drink all the blood to survive, was just ridiculous. Two drops wouldn’t suffice—no, they needed the entire heart and bloodstream. Why? No reason. It just had to be that way.

Another major flaw: the vampires had zero presence. There was no intimidating aura, no weight of centuries carried in their demeanor. Without that gravitas, it was hard to take anything seriously. The one saving grace was the acting: the vampire roles were cast with capable actors. The main actress was overly shouty at first, but she found her footing later and grew on me. TaecYeon, while not my favorite visually, has always been someone I enjoy watching. Park Kang-Hyun, despite Heartbeat being his first drama, also impressed me. One thing I truly liked was that he sang one of the OST tracks himself.

Would I recommend it? Honestly, I'm not sure. Maybe watch it just to see what on earth they were thinking.

Raven Melus

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How's she ——

You can't help but stare as Eunbi walks out of the water. Her bikini shows off her tight waist and her beautiful tits. You know you shouldn't look at your stepmom like this, but you're not strong enough to resist. The sway of her hips as she walks up the beach seems to hypnotize you, until she finally reaches the lounger you're lying on.

"You look like you're seeing me like this for the first time."

You're not sure what to answer. It's true that you've seen Eunbi in a bikini before, but you can't stop looking away. Your eyes are drawn to her tits which are still glistening with drops of water.

"Is she asleep?"

You catch your stepmom biting her lip before she asks you. Glancing to your right, you look at your stepsister. Minju's eyes are closed and she hasn't moved since Eunbi went for a swim.

"Yeah."

Your voice sounds dry.

"Time to continue where we left off this morning."

Your breath hitches when she slowly straddles your lap.

"If I remember correctly you were asking if you could touch my tits after I sucked you off."

Your quick nod makes Eunbi chuckle.

"Go on then."

Your heart beats faster as you slowly reach out. She watches you as you carefully place one hand on each of her breasts. The thin fabric is the only thing standing in your way now. Eunbi is gently grinding against your crotch as you watch her reaching behind herself. She undoes the bow on her back and a moment later only your hands are keeping the bikini top in place.

You dare to give them both a soft squeeze.

"Don't be so careful, baby. You can play with them a little."

Her sweet tone and her hands on your shoulder makes you weak. You let go off her tits for a second and her top slides off of her. You marvel at the sight of your stepmom's beautiful mounds. You begin to cup them with both hands. Gently at first and then some stronger squeezes here and there.

You forget all about your stepsister who's still lying right next to you. Your focus is entirely on Eunbi. With one hand she tugs her hair behind her ear and with the other she reaches down and fishes your cock out of your trunks.

"Eunbi..."

"It's okay, baby. I know what's best for you."

Her hand gently strokes your cock as you continue to grope her tits. Her free hand moves down to undo the bows of either side of her slim waist. A moment later her bikini bottoms are gone, lying next to you on the lounger.

"I don't know if we should go this far."

Your breathless voice betrays you. Your eyes are glued to her pussy.

"This is where you draw the line?"

Eunbi lets out a clear, warming laugh.

"It's just..."

You hesitate as you feel embarrassment rush through you.

"What is it?"

She caresses your head gently, but her hand gently pushes your cock against her flat midriff.

"I've...I've never..."

You look up at her, waiting for her to understand.

"Oh, that's okay, baby."

Eunbi doesn't seem surprised.

"I'll show you how it's done, you'll like it."

Her hand gently rubs the tip of your cock against her tight stomach which starts to make your head spin in pleasure. You really want to feel her.

"A-Alright. But what about protection...?"

Your stepmom chuckles at your innocence as she lifts herself off your lap. You watch the tip of your cock glide from her midriff to the entrance of her pussy in the process.

"Don't worry, babe. You trust me, don't you?"

You nod, convinced that Eunbi only wants what's best for you.

"Now, these go here."

She uses her hands to take yours off her tits. You're disappointed, but then she places them on either side of her waist.

"Perfect."

She says and then uses one hand to align your tio with her pussy.

"Just enjoy yourself, baby."

Eunbi kisses your forehead and then lowers herself onto your cock. You let out a loud groan and quickly glance at Minju. Your stepsister is still asleep and you focus back on the feeling of your stepmom's pussy taking your cock.

"That's a good boy."

She sighs as she feels your dick filling her up. You feel something build in your stomach. The same feeling from this morning, right before Minju knocked on the door of Eunbi's hotel room.

You can't help but moan her name as you feel her wet walls slide down your length. Your grip on her waist tightens a little.

"That's it, honey. You're making me proud."

Her breathless praise makes you burn with something like pride. When she reaches your base, Eunbi slowly circles her hips, making your cock move inside of her.

"Yes, right there."

She moans, her head rolling back.

You're not sure what to do, but she told you to enjoy yourself, so you just watch. Your orgasm continues to build as she keeps on moving her hips around. Eventually, Eunbi begins to rise again. Every inch of your cock that leaves her pussy is glistening with her juices.

"Gosh, you really do have a nice cock."

She sighs in anticipation and gives you another kiss. You're on the edge of your climax, but your stepmom doesn't seem to care. She begins to ride you, gently bouncing up and down on your cock. You watch her tits bounce with her and you can't tear your eyes off them. They look amazing as they move right in front of you.

The combination of Eunbi's tits and her tight pussy around your cock proves to be too much for you after only a couple of moments.

"Eunbi..."

You groan her name yet again, trying to warn her. But she just continues to ride you. Her tight walls squeeze your dick and soon you can't hold back anymore. Your pleasure overwhelms you as you cum inside your stepmom's unprotected pussy.

Eunbi lets out a satisfied moan and she continues to bounce on top of you.

"That feels amazing. Good boy."

Once again, you're not sure how to react after you finally come down from your high. You expected Eunbi to be disappointed and to stop. But instead she just keeps going, her ass gently slapping down on your thighs. You can hear how wet her pussy is now after you've filled her with your cum.

"Eunbi..."

You sigh as you feel her walls squeezing your softening cock.

"It's okay, baby. You can put as many load in me as you want. I'm not done with you yet."

She leans forward a little and slows down. You're now able to capture one of her nipples with your mouth. You greedy suck on it. You want to get hard again as quick as possible and it probably won't take long if Eunbi continues to ride you.

Neither you or your stepmom noticed how Minju has opened her eyes. She hasn't moved otherwise as she watches her mom ride her stepbrother's cock.

[sillyuin]

Svt reacts - When you're wearing their favourite hoodie

Seungcheol. Dokyeom. Hoshi.

You better be ready for having this man all flustered and admiring you with the loveliest gaze possible. You look so tiny, so pretty and he just couldn't resist you; it doesn't matter what he was doing, he just leaves everything behind and starts showering you with so much love. You better don't take it off for the rest of the day or you'll break his heart! (Will ask you to return it tho, he wants to take to home something that reminds him of you).

Jeonghan. Seungkwan. Joshua.

Will certainly say something like "it looks better on me" but we all know he is in love with you wearing his clothes. There's two possible paths: One, you get sulky and starts a pointless arguing that ends up with kisses and laughter. Two, you follow his prank by saying that his hoodie definitely fits you better, and he won't object nothing because you're right. Either way he's going to be happy and will tell you to wear it more often.

Minghao. Wonwoo. Woozi. Vernon.

The man is too stunned to speak, altho his wide smile says everything. He has a soft spot on you doing this kind of stuff, is like hitting in the weakest point. Congratulations, you've won soft kisses on your forehead and a new gift from your boyfriend, because he will want you to keep it. Don't be surprised if he left "forgotten" some of his other sweaters and shirts at your place.

Jun. Mingyu. Dino.

Clings to you for the rest of the day and doesn't let you go, you're way just too pretty to be real and he wants to brag about it. "c'mon here! let me take a photo" but you're too shy about it and that's your biggest mistake, because that only makes him fall for you even more. You lowkey regret to do it, but in the end, seeing him happy is all that matters, so is a win-win.

[seungcheorry]

svt + "oh no, the car is packed"

seungcheol: says you're riding shotgun and doesn't allow anyone to say anything else. "but hyung, i'm too big~" mingyu could say, and seungcheol would be like 🤷 yeah well, that sounds like a YOU problem.

jeonghan: depending on his mood, he's either the one sitting on your lap like a princess or he's the cocky motherfucker who will smirk because you'll have to sit on his.

joshua: ever a gentleman, he lets you decide if you're comfortable with sitting on his lap or if you'd rather sit on anyone else's/have someone on your lap. would probably tell you to ride in the front seat with the driver too.

jun: stands there like 🧍 just casually talking logistics with wonwoo and chan until he also casually gets in the car and gives you a small smile and a nod, telling you to make yourself as comfortable as possible. blushes the entire ride.

soonyoung: literally couldn't care less but has the time of his life with you sitting on his lap, you'll have to be careful not to bump your head as he's bouncing his legs in excitement.

wonwoo: has you on his lap like it doesn't mean a thing but deep down he's all butterflies, rainbows and unicorns. most likely to rest a hand on your waist just because. has the time of his life during a 15 minutes ride.

jihoon: "jihoon-ah, what do you prefer?" *doesn't answer as he's already calling an uber, he is NOT doing that or puttng you in such a position*.

seokmin: apologizes the moment you sit on his lap, but you know he ain't sorry - his smile is too big in that moment. will crack a joke to make you laugh and then he'll laugh with you and you'll feel his breath on your shoulder and-

mingyu: a big baby :( would be bullied into riding in the backseat and pouts because of it, but then smiles when you have to sit on his lap. wraps his arms around you to "make sure you're safe" - yeah, right. you don't fool me, kim mingyu.

minghao: does his best to make everyone let you ride in the passenger seat because you don't deserve to be in the backseat all squeezed against those losers. sneakily grab the keys and then drive the car, saving himself from the backseat too.

seungkwan: doesn't even try to play it cool or cocky, he literally giggle as he sits on your lap. grabs the back of the driver's seat for dear life the entire ride otherwise he's gonna combust. apologizes every time he has to move. "i'll start a diet tomorrow-" "boo seungkwan, just shut up, please".

vernon: "should we just ride the subway?" "i don't know, vernon. i mean, it's gonna take us double the time to get there?" "yeah. let's take the subway". please understand his message.

chan: is torned between having you on his lap or sitting on yours. frowns in annoyance when one of his hyungs tells you to sit on their lap - like, come on now, give him a break!! but also, chan has the brightest smile on his face when you have to change laps and sit on his because he's smaller than almost all of his hyungs.

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i always remember this meme because is just so accurate