#ateez sexy

[yuyu1024]

<different angle>

Mr. PARK SEONGHWA !!!!

Why?? Why are we even...... breathing... like...

I AM NOT OKAY

[yustea]

[mia-tiny]

『 Jongho & Facesitting 』 | KTB ‘22

⇒ pairing: c. jongho x fem!reader

⇒ smut, facesitting, oral (fem receiving), slight overstim

⇒ word count: 814

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“You want me to what?” you question sheepishly, your face turning hot from embarrassment. From where he lays underneath you, Jongho smirks at your shy reaction.

“I want you to sit on my face,” he repeats with a tight squeeze of your ass. You are currently straddling him, both of you dressed only in your underwear, but Jongho’s request causes you to timidly cover your flushed expression.

“I can’t do that,” you murmur. “What if I crush you or something? How are you going to breathe?”

He chuckles at your adorable apprehension and grabs your wrists to bring your hands back down to his chest. “I’m not made of porcelain, babe, you won’t crush me. And don’t worry, I can breathe just fine.”

When he still sees the hesitation in your eyes, he sits up so that you are flush against his chest and holds your face gently in his hands.

“Trust me on this,” he coos softly, sending your heart aflutter. “You don’t have to be shy. I just want to make you feel good.”

He places delicate kisses along your jawline until he meets your lips, the taste of him on your tongue making you weak in the knees. When he pulls away and looks at you expectantly, you manage to faintly nod your head in agreement. The giddy smile that spreads across his face quells a bit of your anxiety.

He lays back down against the mattress and beckons you to scooch up his body. Once you are directly above his face, he wraps his arms around your thighs, pushes your panties aside, and pulls you down to lick a slow line up your slit. You rest your hands against the headboard to steady yourself when he passes over your clit and your body tingles with delight.

“So beautiful,” he purrs before diving straight into your pussy.

You gasp at the sudden assault, the pleasure instantaneous as he laps and sucks at your sensitive nub. Just looking down and seeing his hungry gaze as he devours you has you moaning.

“Holy shit,” you breathe shakily.

Getting lost in the euphoria, you reach down to lace your fingers in his hair and he hums contentedly in response. The vibrations have you cursing under your breath at just how wonderful it feels. Without even realizing it, you just slightly start grinding against his tongue.

“There you go,” he spurs you on. “Use me all you want.”

He doesn’t have to tell you twice. Any trepidation you felt before is finally abandoned as you cave in to the desires of your needy pussy. You hold his head steady by his hair while you desperately grind on him just like he had fantasized about. The sight has his dick straining uncomfortably in his underwear, but he is only focused on your pleasure at the moment.

You are a panting, moaning mess above him as your climax looms closer by the second. Jongho can tell by your increasingly high-pitched sounds and the sloppiness of your movements that you won’t last much longer. Wanting to give you the most mind-blowing orgasm of all time, he takes back control by holding you still against his mouth and sucking mercilessly at your clit.

Your breathing completely stops as your high hits you like a freight train, your body shuddering as he continues to stimulate you. It feels like hours that you are cumming, but the fogginess in your brain clears away rapidly when you notice Jongho still lapping at your sex once you’ve come down and the oversensitivity has set in. Mewls of protest fall from your mouth pathetically as you try to squirm away, but his strength is impossible to win against.

“Jongho- wai- wait,” you pant, your hands gripping the headboard so tightly that your knuckles turn white. “I can’t.”

Just as the words fall from your lips, a second orgasm crashes over you. You are wailing his name, your neighbors probably assuming someone is being murdered, and you feel yourself getting dizzy as spots dance in your vision from the intensity of your climax. Just as you are about to beg Jongho for mercy, he pulls away from your pussy on his own.

It takes all of your energy to simply climb off of him and drop down by his side in total exhaustion. He rolls onto his side and props his head up on one elbow with a victorious look on his face. You can guess what he is about to say before he even says it.

“I told you to trust me, didn’t I?” he teases, causing you to roll your eyes and laugh. As much as you hate to admit it, you must give him credit where credit is due. Looking over at his smug expression, you carefully brush a lock of hair from his face.

“Alright, fine. I guess you were right.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Taglist: @minkysmilk @annaflwrs @han8ul @whatudowhennooneseesyou

[nirvanawrites111]

Bend It Ova (Sub!Seonghwa x Dom!Reader)

Word Count: 2101

Pairing: Seonghwa x Black Reader

Summary: You're an entrepreneur having a bad day and you call Seonghwa to help you out.

Tw: Pegging, Degradation, Cum Eating, Good boy kink, Y/N is called mistress, oral (fem receiving) fem!reader, reader is neurodivergent, non-idol au.

A/n: Listen the Halazia live performances got me in a CHOKEHOLD. I've been humming and singing Hala hala hala halazia all damn day. I've always wanted to write a sub!Seonghwa and I literally had a bad day today, so that plus Seonghwa fancams inspired today's one-shot. I feel better now that I wrote this lol. I also didn't know what to name this so yeah there's that. Anyways, I'm rambling, ANYWAYS enjoy the story.

You were in a rut and everything that could go wrong with your day went wrong. You spilled coffee on your laptop, ran out of content ideas for your business, and lost a brand partnership.

The feeling of defeat had overcome you. You hated how things were falling apart. You also were so annoyed with how you have an all-or-nothing mindset.

The situation really isn't that bad, and it can all be fixed. Or, at least that would you hear Seonghwa telling you as he kisses the inside of your thigh.

"Hwa, you don't get it. You have stability with your corporate job. I am leaving gig to gig, living on a prayer," you groan.

You wish you could hold a job for over five years like Seonghwa. But, no matter how much you try, you always get fired. Either because you're late or you become overwhelmed by holding small talk with others. Why can't the workplace accommodate and embrace you for who you truly are? Why do you have to mask to exist in the world?

"But, you are a creative genius," Hwa praises you.

His tone is sexy, and it's precisely what you need to hear now. "A creative genius who can't be tied down to a traditional 9-5. It's okay if you have a bad day. That's why I'm here."

You lie back against the couch, and you want to stare at the ceiling, but your eyes focus on Seonghwa looking so fucking fine.

You ponder over why him being here turns you on even more. You love that he's always there for you. You take care of him, and he takes care of you. It's the perfect balance without any traditional labels.

You are non-conventional. You don't like labels, nor do you like how the world is so black and white. You are more of an out-of-the-box thinker.

That's why Seonghwa is attracted to you. He admires how intricate your mind is. There is just so much beauty in the way you approach the world. He loves how you ramble and light up when discussing your favorite hobbies.

You cut him off a lot mid-sentence, and not once does he gets frustrated with you. He always smiles softly and lets you get out of your thoughts.

Because he's learned that if you don't speak your ideas at once, you will forget them. He knows that one of your many beautiful ideas will turn into a million-dollar business, so you won't have to work as hard.

You are his sexy, intelligent, entrepreneur that creates their own path. He wishes he had the creativity you possess to create a sustainable life as you have. He wishes he dared to go after his dreams in the way that you do.

So, when you texted him at two in the afternoon saying it was an emergency, he took off the rest of the day to be with you. He knows how easily you can get lost in your thoughts and spiral out. He doesn't mind being there for you, his mistress.

Seonghwa adores how seductive you look with your gorgeous kinky hair that rises to the heavens, glowing melanin, and how the knitted bright yellow spaghetti strap dress you made hugs your body. He pushes it up further to fully admire your pussy.

He loves nothing more than to be on his knees for you. He has a mountain of work waiting for him on his desk, but being in his favorite position is more important to him.

"Mistress.. may I taste you?" Seonghwa asks.

You love how soft and delicate he sounds when he asks to embrace you. You stare so deeply into his eyes and grab him by the hair. "I know it's not my usual thing, but I want to be a bit rougher than usual. Are you cool with that?"

"Of course."

"Good boy. What is your magical safe word?"

"Halazia."

"Sounds good."

You feel a flutter in your stomach. You know that you usually are a soft dom when it comes to Hwa. He's so precious to you. He's been in your life for probably five years. You actually met him at his current job and hit it off quickly.

You love being gentle with him. But, you also love to be rough when it calls for it. But, you are always respecting his limits and boundaries.

You push him back to the floor and cover his face with your cunt. You can't believe you quickly leaped, almost like something you saw on television when you used to watch WWE.

Seonghwa cups your ass, and you reach to remove your knitted dress. You toss it behind you, and you peer down at him. His tongue strikes your pussy at the perfect angle.

Your knees are spread wide apart, and you are kneeling over him. You grind yourself over his tongue.

You can tell that Hwa is thirsty for you. He laps at your cunt, and even though things just started, you can tell he's eager to make you cum. He wants the reward of tasting your essence against his palate.

"Mistress.." Seonghwa moans against your core, and his hands rub your ass.

You are fully aroused now, and you can feel yourself dripping onto him. This is what you needed all along. Seonghwa underneath you, pleasing you and making you take your mind off your terrible day.

"Yes, baby?"

"I thought you said you were going to be rough with me," Seonghwa says between lapping up your juices.

You laugh at how he wants you to increase things. But, you have other plans for that.

"Hwa, be careful what you ask for. Make me cum, and I'll show you what I mean," You retort. You know how much he likes to change things up with you.

"Yes, mistress."

Seonghwa kisses on your pussy and moves up to lick at your clit. His tongue is probing across and around your clit. He's working overtime to make sure you come. You squeeze your breast while receiving this pleasure.

"Fuck me with your tongue," you moan. He obeys you and plunges his tongue inside of you. He adjusts, so now you are positioned perfectly and riding his tongue. "Mmm... such a good little slut doing everything I say so that I can rough you up."

"Only for you."

That sends you over the edge. Truth be told, you are a little possessive regarding Hwa. He's all yours, and you don't want to share him with anyone else. You love how eager he is to service you at the drop of a hat. No one else has ever been this loyal to you.

You lean back against his cotton tee shirt that he had on underneath his dress shirt. You come so hard that you almost black out. Seonghwa is underneath you, capturing it all as you squirt repeatedly.

You lean back against the carpet, and Hwa dives into you. Your body is still trembling after coming so hard. He savors your taste and licks up and down your legs to clean up every drop. He's hungry for you. Your core is still sensitive but throbbing to explode again.

You push his head closer to you and hold the back of his neck while his tongue dances against your clit again. Your body erupts, and he moves lower to catch it all again. You open your eyes, and you catch your breath for a moment.

"Bend ova against the kitchen table," you say, nearly out of breath.

"Yes, goddess. Anything for you."

You aren't tapped out just yet. Yes, he's made you come twice, but you still have more energy to mess around. You watch him run over to your table. You stand up. Your legs are still weak, but you hold it together.

You swipe your box off the coffee table and put on your favorite strap. You grab the lube and watch Hwa lick his lips when he realizes you have the strap on.

"Ready, slut?" You grab him by the hair and kiss his lips. You taste yourself on his tongue, and your core throbs. His lips are still glistening with your juices on them. "Fuck, you look so hot, covered in my juices."

You pull away from him so you can hear him.

"I'm ready.. fuck me."

You pull off his shirt as he quickly pulls off his pants. You pull down his boxers and push him over the kitchen table. You smack his cute ass. "Arch that back a little lower, baby," you instruct.

His hands are flat along the table, and he adheres to your instructions. You rub on his ass again, pour lube on your fingers, and slide into his hole. He squirms a little, but this definitely ain't his first time. Hell, at this point, you've lost count of how many times you've pegged the beautiful boy.

"Just relax, baby. I'm gonna take care of you, love."

"I know. I trust you, mistress."

You can't help but be a bit soft for him. You low-key a simp for him, but you'd never tell anyone. You get him ready to take your strap, and you stick another finger inside of him. He works himself against your fingers. You can feel him clench around them. You pour lube on the strap and slide in carefully.

Hwa looks so alluring bent over naked against your kitchen table for you in the middle of the afternoon. A professional corporate worker doing naughty things with you instead of his tedious paperwork.

You love this side of Hwa that comes undone for you. He's literally perfect for you. His back is curved for you, and you are pounding into his tight hole. His freshly tanned skin from when you two when to the beach last weekend.

"Fuck.. Seonghwa, you're fine as hell, but damn, you look good in this position," you moan and bite your lip.

Seonghwa is throwing back that cute little butt against your strap. His pants and moans from your stroke are sending you over. You can feel your juices leaking down your legs.

You love being this raw with him. The perfectionist that does everything right in life is coming apart right now on your strap. You love to see it.

You smack his ass again, but this time harder. He yelps, but you know it's turning you on. "Mmm... Smack it harder," Seonghwa vocalizes his desire for you.

You do it even harder this time, and his ass ripples. You can see his light olive skin turn slightly red.

"Let me find out you like pain."

You speed up, and you grab his hands. You hold them behind his back. His moans are so beautiful to your ears. You slow down and give him slow passionate strokes. You decide to change positions. You pull out of him.

"No, please don't stop," Seonghwa whines out. He towers over you, but you don't care. You might be shorter, but you still run shit. You push him back against the table.

"Boy, shut up," you roll your eyes and pulls him to the edge of the table.

You know he can only come while lying on his back, and you want it about his pleasure as well. He inches closer to you, and you enter him again. This time you are now facing each other.

You lean forward and kiss him. Your tongue slips into his mouth while his legs are wrapped around your waist. You work slower into him. You stroke his dick while you are deep inside of him. He's so needy to be touched by you. He's literally throbbing inside of your hand.

"Mmm...feels so good, mistress. Fuck.."

"I know," you cockily say.

You love taking care of Hwa like this, having him feel so good with his legs draped around your waist. You love being deep inside of him and being the only person that you can access this part of him. His eyes are so dark with lust, and he's so needy to be entangled with you.

"Come for mistress," you coo against his lips. He hungrily slips his tongue back inside your mouth as you pump his dick with excitement.

Ribbons of his cum squirt out and ooze all over your hand. You slip your fingers into his mouth, and he savors his taste off your fingers. That turns you on even more.

"You're so responsive to me. Now, let's take this upstairs since you earned it," you reply.

[vhwa]

Hongjoong

[kpopformylife]

Kang Yeosang

[hwateez8]

Superar a Seonghwa Red Hair, no está en mis planes ❤🔥🥰

[seonghwacore]

for pyeongies :)

[nirvanawrites111]

My Right Hand Man Part 2 (Wooyoung x Dom!Reader)

Word Count: 3275

Pairing: Sub!Wooyoung x Dom!Reader

Tw: smut, mentions of drug, unprotected sex, gun appears, femdom!, You’re cheating on Hongjoong (but don’t do it irl because he gets jealous 🥴)

Read Part 1

“It's time to take all of Bangchan's street corners around the Downing projects," you give your command to Gangteez with a straight face waiting for their reaction. 

The room grows uncomfortably still, and you shift all your weight to one side. Your YSL heel clicks against the wooden floor of the basement.

The men stand in a half circle around you. You read all their expressions at once. You know this isn't something that is an easy task to do, but you've been planning your attack for months, now. 

"We've waited six months, and now is the right time?" Seonghwa voices his concerns. He purses his lips together, and you aren't afraid of objection to your plan. 

His question is valid, but one thing you have learned from Hongjoong is to be strategic. Never let your enemy know that you are affected by their moves. 

You've been doing this for the last 180 days waiting for the perfect opportunity to attack. You know for sure he's why Hongjoong is behind bars, and you must avenge the leader of Gangteez. Because it wasn't for Bangchan's weasel ass, he wouldn't be locked up. 

Everyone's eyes ping from Seonghwa and over to you, waiting for your counter-response. It's expected that they would have concerns or issues. 

You look past the wooden step descending into the dark of the open space, and you bring your attention back to them. 

You aren't going to back down. This is a risky move, but everyone has to pay the price for what they do in this game. 

You lean in closer to them. "Six months is a perfect time. Bangchan has been flaunting around town as if he runs it. We gotta knock him down a peg," you explain.

"I'm down," Wooyoung shoots next to San, and everyone turns to look at him. "I think it's a great idea."

You press your lips together to hold back an approving smile for him. Wooyoung's loyalty is unmatched, and it's surprising. 

Why would he choose to side with you after being vulnerable just for you to vanish? 

"I agree, too. We can't let Hongjoong just get locked up for nothing. He took a sacrifice for us, and not once did he rat us out. Let's do it," Yeosang supports you. 

But, you still have to win the other five over with their approval. 

"Exactly, so what is everyone else thinking?" you question them in hopes of understanding what everyone is thinking. Your eyes scan over to San and see he's the first to open his mouth. 

"Bangchan's crew is our rival gang. Everyone in the city knows it. So, it would be too obvious it's us," San counters. 

You nod. "I understand your concern which is very valid, but we can handle them."

"Not without Hongjoong," San explains. 

"Hongjoong is never one to pull the trigger now, is he? He gives the target. I'm giving you the target," You say, and you know your comment will ruffle some feathers. "Listen, if anyone tries to come after anyone, it will be me, and I'll be ready."

"You're willing to die for Gangteez?" San sneers at you, but his disbelief doesn't faze you at your loyalty to Gangteez. 

"That's the point of being the leader of this gang. Isn't it?" You toss back at him. 

"Shit, let's do this then," Mingi adds. 

"What do we have to lose? We will take over his corners," Yunho says. 

Wooyoung is why the domino effect of approval of your decision has started. He has always had your back, no matter what. 

"Blood will probably be shed, but we have to do it to avenge the wrongdoing of our leader," you hammer home your original idea. You want them to believe wholeheartedly that this is for Hongjoong. 

"I'm down," Jongho announces. 

Everyone turns to look over at San and Seonghwa. 

"So, are we Gangteez for life, or are we going to let Bangchan's bitch ass get away with setting up Hongjoong?" You ask. 

"This is blood on your hands if it goes wrong," San gets up from his seat and storms out of the meeting. You shrug because you know this is the right direction to go. 

"So how are we going to do it?" Seonghwa asks.

"I have been spying on their operation. If we steal their product for their Friday night drop and then have our dudes out there, we will be good," you explain. 

"How do you know their operation?"

"I've been following their moves for the last six months," you inform them. 

***

A knock on your window causes you to jump. You grab your chest and roll down the window of your SUV. 

"Are you avoiding me, mistress?" Wooyoung ask.

You glare into the rearview mirror and through your side view mirrors to see if anyone is near the two of you or can hear the conversation. 

As you mentally survey the exterior of the coffee shop you just left, Wooyoung's smile has your attention. 

"I'm not avoiding you," you say. You hold onto the steering wheel. 

"Where are you going?" He leans into the window, almost a few inches from your face. 

Without a thought, you lean back away from him because the last thing you need is people running back to Hongjoong to accuse you of cheating on him. 

"Back to the estate for my afternoon bath."

"Let me wash your back," Wooyoung offers. He knows acts of service is your love language and an easy way to get back into your personal space. 

"Get in," you say. You watch him walk around the front of your car, and he closes the door. 

***

"You need to get your bitch in line. She wants to take over Bangchan's corners over there by Downing Projects," San speaks into his cell phone.

Wooyoung gets into the passenger side of your car, and San’s eyebrows raise heavenward. He knows you two usually meet at night to get the money together, but it's two in the afternoon. 

"Y/n has everything under control. Why are you so upset?"

"You approved of this bullshit?"

"Of course. She doesn't do anything before running it by me."

"This isn't a good idea. We could all die over this."

"Bangchan's will know better than to move so sloppily. Listen, it's all going to work out. Don't worry about a thing."

"Okay," San swallows hard. "You are right. I want to make sure we are good, brother. No harm."

"Next time, don't fucking call me again about my woman. It's a reason why I picked her and not you to run Gangteez," Hongjoong ends the call. 

***

You sit on the edge of your bathtub and turn on the water. You adjust the temperature to your liking, and there is a distance between you and Wooyoung. 

He's across from you, standing in the doorway. He's covered in a black hoody and baggy jeans. It's not often you see him fully clothed when it's just the two of you. 

A little tiny grin appears on your face because you know he's waiting for your authorization to move closer. Even if there is tension between you, he still finds a way to show his submission to you. 

"Come here," you announce. Your voice is powerful, and you can see how his eyes perk up when you speak to him.  

"Yes, mistress," Wooyoung says. He can't hide his excitement to be with you. 

His steps are small, and he approaches you with his eyes glued to you. He stands before you, and this is the first time, he's been this close to you in days. 

You are lying if you say that you didn't miss him. He's been the topic of your thoughts for days, but you have maintained a bit of distance. 

Without instruction, he kneels before you. His hands are laced behind his back, and his eyes are on you. 

"So, I'm sure you want to talk about where I've been the last five days," you cut to the chase. 

"You've been sending Jongho to do the nightly pickups. Did I do something wrong?" His voice is shaky, and he looks down at the floor away from you. 

"No, you didn't do anything wrong," you shake your head at him, and you lift his chin. He's literally the angel that you've needed in your life. 

"So, why have you been avoiding me?" His voice is thick with emotions, and all you want to do is hug him and tell him that you are sorry. But, you are more complicated than that. 

"Our situation is a dangerous one. I've literally folded for my boyfriend's friend. I've known Joong since I was sixteen. You've known him since you were like five. Y'all are practically family."

Birds chirping hit your ears, and your eyes shoot to your phone. You groan because there is always an interruption. You turn off the bath water, and you walk over to your purse on the sink. 

You turn to face Wooyoung, still on his knees. "No funny business."

Wooyoung nods, but you are not sure if he will follow through with that. 

"Yes, boss?" you answer. 

"When were you going to tell me about Bangchan."

Your heart drops, and your blood runs cold. How the fuck did he find out this fast? The chilling haze of your suspicion begins to crystallize. 

"Why is San running his mouth?" You spit into the phone. 

You know that no one else would try to ruin your idea.

"It wasn't him. But, listen, you don't get to make those types of decisions."

"I do when it involves the organization you left me to run."

"This is not what I wanted to do. I was going to handle him when I get out."

"Well, we don't know when that will happen."

The phone goes silent, and you know he's going to let you have it for throwing that in his face. 

"Would you have rather it been you in here?" 

"I told you not to trust Yeonjun, but here we are."

"Listen, Y/n. I'll let you do this, but if this shit blows up in your face, I will give your position to Seonghwa."

"Seonghwa? He's a side liner. He's not meant to make these types of decisions. The business has been booming since you left. You know it."

"I agree you have been doing a great job, but that's under my advisement."

"I don't follow anything you tell me to do. I do my own shit, and that's why more money is flowing."

"Is that so? You think you can do this shit without me?"

"I've been doing it for six months without you. Seonghwa ain't help me with shit."

"Come visit me."

Your whole world stops, your heart is pounding loudly, and you can hear it in your ears. Wooyoung steps into the bathtub, and you don't notice him get naked. 

In all of the six months, you've begged to be able to see Hongjoong, and he's denied you every time. 

"Why now?"

"I should reward you for doing so well. I got a few connections here, and I've missed being inside you. The pictures you send help, but I want the real thing."

Guilt crawls up your throat, and you are conflicted about what he just said. Your body freezes for a moment. Three months ago, you would have been overjoyed and literally crawled on your hands and knees just to get a glimpse of him. 

But, when you look at Wooyoung, you are singing a different tune. You are finally getting the praise you know damn well you deserve from him.

But, it's just a little too late. It isn't the same as when Wooyoung praises you. It doesn't make you light up like when Wooyoung tells you how amazing you are. 

"Okay, well, how soon do you want me to come?"

"Friday. While the boys handle the takeover, I want you to come."

"No, I need to be here to ensure it gets done."

"No, baby, they can handle it."

You sigh. At this point, you are tired of arguing with him. "Alright, see you Friday," you hang up the call, and you drop it in your purse. 

"So, you're going to fuck him Friday?" Wooyoung questions you, and although you can't see his face, you can feel the disappointment weighing on him.

In his eyes, you belong to him. He hasn't had to share you sexually with anyone else. So, now you will exchange your energy with someone else, and you know it stings Wooyoung's heart. 

You remove the remainder of your clothes and turn around to face him. You are nude and vulnerable. The last thing you want to do is hurt him. He means so much to you that words can't even describe your love for him. 

You climb into the tub, and he's sitting with his legs crossed, and you sit across him. You reach up to his tanned face and stroke his face. Why did god have to send you such a beautiful and submissive man to turn your whole world upside down? 

She has such funny humor. You sigh because what can you say to him? 

"Woo," you whisper gently, knowing that there's nothing you can say to him that will change the situation. 

"You've been using me," Wooyoung holds his head down. His words are above a whisper but loud enough for you to know that he's hurting inside. 

"Never. I've been loving you," You lift his chin for him to see you for who you are and for him to understand that he's not the only person in this. 

His eyes widen at your revelation, and his mouth opens almost in disbelief, but it's honest to god truth. 

"I love you, Woo. I promise you I do," you confess, and for the first time in a long time, the weight is lifted off your chest. You can breathe deeply without feeling like you are hiding something or masking your emotions. 

For the first time, you feel completely honest and truthful about your feelings. 

"Goddess. You mean it?" Wooyoung questions you, but it's not the response you would have expected from it. 

You nod without having to utter another word. He crawls onto your lap and wraps his arms around you. 

"Yes," you confirm with a simple answer, and he looks into your eyes. His eyes sparkle with acceptance and love. 

"Fuck, goddess. I can't believe you feel the same for me."

"That's why I distanced myself. So, whatever happens on Friday, just know I'm doing whatever I have to keep up appearances. When he comes home, I'm leaving him. I'm moving."

"You're leaving him?" Wooyoung asks. 

"Yes."

"Where are you moving to?"

"Across the country. I want you to come. If you aren't ready, I understand. But, when you are ready,  you are welcome to come. This is a lot to take in."

"Yes, I'll go with you. I just want to be with you. That's all I've ever wanted."

You press your lips against Wooyoung, and his heart melts for you. He's become silly putty in your hands. You have expressed everything he's wanted to hear for the last three months. 

Wooyoung closes his eyes and embraces your warm lips against yours. This is precisely where he wants to be. 

No one has ever cared for him like you. No one has ever pleased him the way you do. No one can compare to you or can make him submit so quickly the way you do. 

You mean everything to this man, and now you've affirmed him the way he's needed for so long. 

Your touches along his back send electricity through his body, and he wants you.

"Goddess, I need you," Wooyoung whimpers for you. He craves to be inside of you. He misses being buried inside of your warm center. 

"I don't have my strap. I would have to get up."

Wooyoung shakes his head. He reaches between your legs and rubs your already wet clit. He stops and looks at you. 

You nod in approval for him to continue touching you. 

"I want to be inside of you, again."

You reach down and stroke his dick. You reach over and turn the jets on in your bathtub. You move from underneath him. 

"You can be inside of me," you say with a smile. 

Truth be told, you missed him being inside of you, which wasn't something that happened often. Most of the time, you either gave each other head, or you fucked him with the strap. 

You position yourself to get in the proper position to ride him. 

"I can't believe.." Wooyoung starts to speak, but you quiet him when you slide down on his thick length. You close your eyes and enjoy the sensation of being full of Wooyoung again. 

You don't want to do any more talking. You want to enjoy this moment with him. Your lips are pressed against his, and his hands are around your waist. 

You can't believe you are in love with him. You are lost in him, and the kisses have become sloppier and needier. 

Your bodies are meshing together in a way you can't describe. It's perfect being on top of him like this in your bathtub. You never thought love could feel this good. You never thought the drug game would have brought you closer to anyone because it definitely pushed you away from Hongjoong. 

"Fuck, Mistress.. please. It's too good," Wooyoung whines into your ear, and you rock into him harder. The water splashes and falls onto the floor, but you don't care. 

All you care about right now is being one with the love of your life. 

Bird chirping hits your ears, but you don't pull away. Instead, you kiss Wooyoung harder, and you lean forward. He pumps into you from underneath your body. 

"Wooyoung.. baby.. I've missed your dick inside of me," You say.

"I know it's been a long time. But, I deserve it, right? I deserve to bury my dick deep inside you until you cum on my dick, right mistress?"

"Mmmm.. yes, you do."

"You're going to cum on my dick."

You lose a bit of control, and you don't care. You wrap your hands around his neck, and you clench your pussy around him. You are close to coming for him. That's all you want to do. 

"That's it, mistress. Use me like your whore," he manages to breathe out and still pounds into your sweet pussy. The place where he finds peace in. 

The pad of his two fingers is against your clit, and you don't have much longer until you explode. 

"Yess.. you're my whore," You cry out, and you bounce on his dick, and you release your orgasm. You cum hard on his dick, and your body vibrates as you release onto him. 

Wooyoung follows behind you and shoots his load deep inside of you. You are milking all of him and taking all of his seed. At this point, the dick is so good you don't care if you get pregnant. 

You let go of Wooyoung's neck and cover it with soft kisses. "I love you so much," you whisper against his beautiful melanin. 

"Mmm... I love you more," Wooyoung moans out.

"I guess we need to clean up, huh?" you joke, still on his dick. 

"Or, maybe your body will need to be cleaned up?" A familiar voice echoes in your bathroom, and your jaw drops when you see him in there with a gun in his hand.

Part 3

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