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[justaaveragereader]

I Hate You

Pairing: Park Seonghwa x Reader

Word Count: 3.9k

Warnings: Dom!Hwa, Toxic Hwa, Sadistic Hwa he’s just a huge red flag tbh , Mafia!Hwa, Hate Sex, Sub!Reader, Spit, Name Calling, Passing Liquid From One Mouth To Another, Degradation, Oral (Giving), Unprotected Sex, Cream Pie, Choking, Angsty, Manhandling, If I Missed Anything…👀Lemme Know👏🏼!

A/N: Hear me out…some about Hwa with a damn grill gone do it for me EVERY TIME! Him and that dang fur coat is giving mafia, if you disagree…you are blind. I was listening to Amy Winehouse ‘You Know I’m No Good.” and instantly thought of this for Hwa! Then I saw the unit pic him and Hongjoong took where Hwa is wearing black and white with that sleazy, smoldering look on his face and internally screameddddd! I swear ever since bouncy Hwa plagues my mind faithfully😔, I’m down bad fr. Also this isn’t fully proof read so if there is some mistakes…💀 my bad yall.

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“Fuck you Park Seonghwa.” You spit through gritted teeth, both cheeks squished between one of his lackey henchmen.

“Give me the word boss, and I’ll end her pretty ass right here.”

Letting out a deep chuckle, man spreading even further in his chair, long brown fur coat draping against his seated figure. Letting out a click of his tongue. He snaps his fingers, the henchmen immediately let go of you. Your figure smacks the floor with a loud thud.

“You do have quite the mouth on you.” He says through laughter. Mocking you, like you are the scum of the earth. His eyes cut through you like sharpened glass. Your eyes shoot up briefly taking in his figure. Shirt unbuttoned right below his pecks, showing quite a bit of skin. Adjusting himself, you realize he’s bricked up against his jeans, the fabric dancing with different material down both pant legs. Was this fucker really getting off seeing you in misery?!

“I like them mouthy, it turns me on.” Getting up from his lax state in the chair, he makes his way over to you. You clench your face in disgust as he walks closer to you, shoes echoing with each step. You’ve seen this man in the daylight, and would never assume he was a monster by night.

His henchmen stand still almost like toy soldiers. Not daring to move an inch. This single man held so much power in just his aura it felt almost suffocating. Intoxicating…he’s got the type of power you could get drunk off of. Flicking his head to the side the group of men quickly file out. Leaving you and Seonghwa alone in the back of the warehouse.

“You wanted to see me.” He pauses his sentence, lifting his hands up, turning in a slow circle so you can soak in his full presence.

“Bask it in princess, because here I am, in the flesh.” He says almost too cocky for your liking. Smacking your lips at his over the top response. You roll your eyes, finding anything but him to look at, refusing to stroke his god-like ego.

“Now the real question is, I heard you were looking for big ol’ bad me.” He says through a pout, inching his way closer and closer to you. He moved swiftly, and was just as smooth as a snake.

Squatting down to your level, he places his hand on your jaw making you look at him. Your eyes burn holes into his. Lips drawn up tightly, almost snarling at him like you are kind of wild animal. Your veins can’t help but be filled with hate for this man. You hate that you seek him out, you hate how perfect he is in your eyes, you hate how he can do no wrong, you hate how hard you fell for him. You aren’t supposed to fall for a man like Park Seonghwa, no one was supposed to fall for a man like Park Seonghwa.

“Why are you looking for me? Aren’t you done with me?” He says nonchalantly. You feel like he’s spitting on you, like he’s showing you nothing but disrespect, like you mean nothing to him.

“Shut the fuck up.” You grit out, trying your best to move your face out of his grip, but he’s stronger than you. Making your head swoon with his strength, he was a no good for nothing man, but you were drawn to him. A true damsel in distress.

“Ooo I like when you talk nasty to me, it gets me hard. Real hard…” he says practically breathless, clearly he was turned on. He had been bricked since he saw his men toss carry your fighting body in the warehouse.

“I fucking hate you.” You spit at him. Words laced with venom. Laughing in your face, this was your routine with him. You say you hated him, how you weren’t looking for him, which lead to fucking, and him kicking you out. You’ve both danced with routine before.

“Didn’t I tell you to stop asking about me, stop looking for me.” He says kindly, but you know there is another layer to his soft spoken words. He's so unbothered at your hate for him, so sick and twisted in the mind that it fuels his body. Your eyes just cut to him, before rolling, darting away from him again. You didn’t want to admit out loud, nor give him the satisfaction of admitting that you were looking for him.

“Don’t look away from me y/n.” He states firmly. Gripping your face tighter, eyes flickering with games beneath them. Your eyes shoot back to him, almost annoyed at him.

“You hate me so much right? Then quit asking for me, quit looking for me.” He spits, making you wince after each word he speaks to you. Your eyes water slightly, moving your eyes to look to the side you were not going to give him any satisfaction.

“I hate you more than you can imagine Park Seonghwa.” Your whisper out loud, he can hear the broken record playing in your voice. The routine you constantly bestow on him.

“You know who I am, and you know just exactly what I do. So don’t shed any tears for me.” Shoving your face slightly back, he stands up, moving to sit back back on his chair. You watch as his fur coat sways from side to side as he plants himself on his chair. That crooked smile of his, gracing his face. You were disposable to him.

Your eyes watch his every move, popping open a bottle of liquor he takes a swig, shooting it down his throat like it was water. Smacking his lips obnoxiously, as he keeps eye contact with you. It was a battle in dominance that you knew you would lose. Leaning back in his chair, with the bottle resting between his legs. Your eyes slowly trace his body, soaking in every thing about this twisted man. Your body screamed for this man, your heart cried for him. You feel a flush of heat in between your legs at his cocky demeanor. With each sip of liquor he takes, he makes sure to keep eye contact with you while he shoots the tart liquid down. You catch a sly smile of his before he tips the bottle to slowly drip liquid down his chest.

With his head slightly cocked back he watched you through hooded eyes. His Matz neck tattoo sticking out like a sore thumb.

“Go on now princess, lick it up.”

You watched as the liquor ran down his body, drenching his neck and abdomen. Your eyes flicked down to his stomach, slowly traveling up his neck, meeting his eyes. Park Seonghwa was no good, you knew he was no good, hell, even he knew he was no good but that didn’t stop you. It didn’t stop the feeling of need growing in your core. With a smack of your lips you get on your hands, as you were still on the floor, slowly making your ways towards him, degrading yourself even further for him. Hands coming up to rest against his clothed thighs. Hard on staring you right in the face, thick at the base, with a lean to one side. Your fingers brush over it, trailing the thick vein that pulsates. His grin takes over his whole face, checkmate.

While he’s slack against the chair, man spreading so you fit in between his legs, he looks down at you. Grill twinkling in the poor fluorescent lights, he looks like trouble. His eyes say more than his own words do.

“Go on now sugar, be a good girl and put that tongue to use.” He says through a small chuckle, chest vibrating with each laugh.

“I know that pretty mouth is good for more than saying how much you hate me.”

You lick your lips slightly, before inching your body closer to his, your heated tongue comes into contact with his abdomen. Licking the liquor that remained there. The flavors makes your mouth water, while liquor was never your vice. Park Seonghwa was. He grips the handles of his chair, the feeling of your warm, soft tongue on his skin was like a reward. You were practically waving the white flag in his face. He won, he always wins.

Your tongue dips between each individual ab muscle, making sure not to leave any inch of skin uncovered. He tasted like heaven, yet you know this was far from it. As you inched further down his body you come right below his belly button. His happy trail right beneath your tongue, eliciting a loud groan out of him. He comes to cup the back of your neck, encouraging you to go lower. The fur from his coat tickles the sides of your arms, fingers on the button of his jeans, giving him a once over again you pop the button. Shimmying his pants down to his thighs his hard cock springs out, of course he was going commando. You stare up at him in disgust, jealousy lies beneath your skin.

His hand grips the back of your neck firmly, almost like he’s a mother cat, snatching his kitten up. He stares at you from beneath his nose. Taunting you, getting off at your misery. His member jumps slightly at seeing you in such a distressed state.

“I knew you were coming today ma. I knew you were going to warm my cock, so I thought why not forgo the boxers.”

You swallow loudly, gulping down the jealousy you were harboring. You should feel dirty, disgusted at the fact he knew you’d warm his leaking cock. Yet you can’t help but feel a swell of pride in your chest. He was waiting on you.

“You must’ve been pretty excited to see me.” You say, not looking him in his eyes but your voice gives you away. The small cracks and whimpers that leave your mouth are enough to know he’s got you in his trap per usual.

His black hair framed his face perfectly, the poor lighting made him look like he descended from heaven. Gripping his hard cock, you move the pre cum around the tip of it. Letting the back of your neck go, he leans back, watching the scene in front of him unfold. The feeling of your soft padded thumb on the tip of his head made him let out a groan. Black hair falling in front of his face.

Gathering all the spit in your mouth you slowly let it drop on his cock, the cool contrast to his hot member has him hissing, like the true snake he is. You lower your body, your soft lips engulf the tip. Giving it a few sucks, tossing his head back he grips the arms on his chair so tightly you watch his knuckles turn white. You look up at him through your lashes, it’s like he has sensors any time your eyes are on him. Biting his lip he says through a breathy chuckle..

“It’s been a while ma, take it easy on poor me.”

Your pussy flutters at the thought of him not giving himself to anyone but you, women threw themselves at Seonghwa, hell, even men threw themselves at Seonghwa. Times like this are when your head gets filled with disappointment but your heart gets filled with joy. Popping off his cock you lick a stripe up his leaking member, tasting the saltiness of him. Your mind clouds with thoughts…were you the last person he was with? Did he truly wait for you? The thoughts are too loud in your head, and Seonghwa notices. Brushing a thumb over your cheek, it breaks the spell on you. Crashing you down to reality.

“I’m not doing this.” You whisper out, brushing your hands off on his fur coat. You stand up, dusting your knees off. Looking him straight in the eye.

“I’m not dealing with your mind games Seonghwa!”

Everytime you raise your voice a higher octave his cock bobs up and down. The spit still pooling on his waiting cock, wrapping his own hand around it, he slowly strokes himself up and down watching your frantic figure yell at him.

“Mind games? What mind games?”

“Fuck you Seonghwa! You know exactly what I’m talking about! You fuck with my mind! You tell me to stay away from you but then you fill my head saying shit like ‘oh it’s been a while’, you know exactly what you do!” Yelling so loudly it bounces off the warehouse walls, echoing down the room. Not caring if his tin soldiers hear. Letting out a quiet laugh he looks up at you through hooded eyes, eyes so pitch black they swallow up his pupil.

“You know what I am, you know exactly who I am.” He says while continuing to stroke his cock, getting hard at the thought of you yelling at him, causing such a big fuss for lil ol’ him.

“You are such a piece of shit you know that?”

Biting his lip he leans forward, almost taunting you. Stomach muscles contracted with how fast he was close to reaching his peak.

“You are all bark and no bite, you hate me so much. Always screaming how you hate me but you always come crawling back. You hate me or you hate the thought of being without me?” He says matter of factly, hitting the nail right on the head. Steam is practically radiating off your body. Letting out a huff you march over to him, snatching the liquor bottle from his side, taking a long drink from it, before hovering over him. Sticking out his tongue, you let the liquor splash into his mouth, and down his throat. Shoving his upper body back, you slap his hands away. Shoving your pants down to your ankles before stepping out of them. Ripping the shirt over your head. Placing each of your thighs on the outer side of his legs, hovering over his waiting member.

“You taste so good.” He says through a whisper, licking his lips, drinking down any leftover liquid you splashed in his mouth. Grabbing the empty liquor bottle he takes another swig, groaning as you slowly lower your sopping wet pussy onto his waiting cock. He fills you wall to wall. Deliciously just like the last time. Gripping you by the back of your neck, he brings you close to his face, the tips of your noses brush against each other.

“You know I’m trouble, you know I’m no good, but here you are on my cock. Admit it baby..” he says, slapping your ass cheek real hard with his free hand. Bringing your naked chest to his own, the bottom half of his shirt brushes your lower stomach, making your body liter with goosebumps. He was practically fully clothed while you were stripped down for him.

“You hate me so much because I’m all you want.”

Pulling you back by the neck so there is distance between the both of you. His hand grips your ass, beginning to move you slowly up and down his cock. The fill of him has your mind on cloud nine. You want to wipe that smirk off his face but you know he’s right. Your heart tugs when he’s near.

“I’m all you need, you want me to survive. Think I’m going to run away with you? Hang this life up for you?” He says through grit teeth, ending his sentence with a slight laugh, mocking you. Not even sparing to sell you a dream because you’ve already sold yourself one. You should’ve known by now you can’t change a man, and he was not just any man. He was Park Seonghwa. You start working your hips to meet his thrusts, picking up speed as your walls get custom to his thick size in your cunt.

Squelching noises fill the warehouse, you both are breathing each other in. His eyes glimmer every time you slam your hips down on him. Tossing his head against the back of the chair, he grabs both of your ass cheeks slamming you down even harder into his length, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix with each slam. Tossing your hands on his shoulders to stabilize yourself while you bounce around like a doll for him. Letting one of your ass cheeks go, he grabs the bottle of liquor.

Pouring it on your naked chest, he sticks his warm tongue against your heated skin, trying to slurp up the liquor that’s coated on your flesh. His cool lips, mixed with his warm tongue, has you mewling. Gripping the sides to his chair, you bounce faster up and down on his cock. Leaning your head back, you are in heaven right now. Licking a stripe up your neck, he laughs into your neck. You can feel him pulsate in your soft walls. The coolness of his grill has your pussy clenching down hard on him. He’s so deep in you that you can practically taste him in your mouth. The pleasure bringing you a whole new feeling has your eyes filled with tears of pleasure.

“Talked all that shit earlier, look at you now, bouncing on my cock like you have no fucking sense.”

You let out a pathetic cry, tilting your head back you try to take in as much air as you can. Every stroke up it feels like he’s knocking your lungs loose, your body burns with the constant need of this man. Biting your lip you look down at him through your lashes, trying your best to keep your eyes on him, scrunching your face, attempting to toss him a smug glare.

“Go on baby..fu-fuck. Tell me how much you hate me, it makes my dick hard.” He grits out with a chuckle watching you bounce up and down on his cock. Your hips still at the tip of his cock, as he clutches your ass, pistoning into you. The wet sound of his cock hammering away at you, has your eyes rolling, you are on the brink of an orgasm.

“Oh my god.” You moan loudly, nails digging into his clothes shoulders. Diving his face into your chest, he sucks and nips your skin, leaving small marks behind on the plush of your breast. Your mouth falls open, jaw going slack. Taking the opportunity he places his pointer and middle finger in your mouth, tugging down your jaw with his fingers.

“You are a fucking dick head.” You mumble out with your mouth full of his fingers, drool begins to pour landing over your breast that are flying in his face. His eyes briefly roll back, letting out a groan he pulls you closer to his face by your bottom jaw, wiggling his fingers in your mouth.

“Awww I’m a dickhead, yet you are drooling all over this dickhead.” He says through a chuckle, one harsh particular thrust has you practically biting down on his fingers. Letting out a low breathy moan, he removes his fingers from your mouth crashing his lips against yours, his grill clinking against your teeth. His hands travel to your ass again bouncing you faster. Your toes curl on the sides of his thighs, his grip on you is bruising, the wet skin slapping against his upper thighs. Tears fill your eyes once more at your orgasm building up

“I told you I was trouble, you know that I’m no good but look at you, bouncing on my cock like a bitch in heat.” He moans against your lips, nipping at your bottom lip, running his tongue along it, the taste of him on your mouth was sending you over. Tears overflowing from the pressure build up.

“Go on, tell me how much you hate me.” He grits wrapping a hand on the back of your neck in a possessive manner.

“Because you do, right? Hate me so much you wanna cry on this cock every night.” Slapping your ass harshly, feeling his heated hand print stinging on your skin you let out a choked out moan.

“Go on, tell me, I wanna hear you say it again. It turns me on.” He moans out, hips continuing into you, tears stream down your face, landing on his heated skin.

“I-I ha-hate you.” You say breathlessly, gripping his shoulders tighter. Your orgasm is at its tipping point with the way his cock is brushing against your cervix. Slapping your ass hard once more.

“Louder!”

“I ha-hate y-.”

“I can’t hear you!”

“I fucking hate you Park Seonghwa!” You scream at your orgasm tips over, clutching your fists into his shirt, hips immediately stopping, you fall over into Seonghwa chest pressed tightly against his very own while his hips continue to slam into your sopping cunt, your juices rolling down, soaking his jeans. Tossing his head back, his grip on you is bruising.

“Fuck Seonghwa, please!” You whimper out, your body is overly sensitive after your intense orgasm, and his bruising pace is making you more delirious.

“Fuck! Yes, yes yes!” His yells echoing in the entire warehouse without a second thought. With one final slam into your cunt he’s cumming deep in you, hips jerking up every couple of seconds to make sure you take every drop of him. His hands jiggle the meat off your flesh, before lightly rubbing where his bruising grip was.

Your heavy breathes are all that fill the room, pushing off his chest slightly, you groan at the feeling of his cum trickling out of you and around his member.

“You are so fucking stupid. I swear you are.”

He looks at you with one eye open, while the other remains shut from his post orgasmic bliss. With a deep chuckle, he pushes his black hair out of his face. Grabbing your chin between his fingers, bringing you close to his face. You stare him directly in the eyes, before the shimmer from his grill catches your eye.

“If you want me again for round two that’s all you have to say.” He whispers against your lips.

“Oh please, I barely enjoyed myself.” You say shoving him back by the chest, carefully removing yourself from his lap. You can feel his cum start to run down your inner thighs. Cutting your eyes at him you tug on the sleeve of his fur coat. Barely moving an inch he laughs at your frazzled state, pulling up his pants he buttons them again, watching your naked body move around quickly to find your clothes and put them on.

Just as you are buttoning your own pants. You hear the warehouse door slam open, the orange fur from the coat immediately catching your eye. Hongjoong is back…

“Oh..did I interrupt?” Hongjoong says, clearly unamused at Seonghwas actions.

“Hongjoong! You’re back early!” Seonghwa says, voice full of cheer.

Buttoning your pants all the way up, turning around all they see is the back of your shirt and pants as you walk away, feet practically stomping with each step.

“Fuck you Park Seonghwa!” You scream out, echoing so Hongjoong can hear.

“Seonghwa..” Hongjoong says quietly scolding him.

“Oh don’t you worry Hongjoong, she’ll be back!” He yells loudly, making sure that you hear him. Turning around you flip him off before continuing to stomp out of the warehouse.

“She always comes back..” he whispers quietly to himself as he watches your fleeing figure.

DO NOT REPOST.

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🎀 PAIRING: Dilf!daddy! Wooyoung x F! Reader

🎀 SYNOPSIS: You just love Wooyoung's dick, and maybe you wanted to make it look pretty like it truly is.

🎀 WORD COUNT: 2k

🎀 CONTENT/WARNINGS: daddy kink, heavy subspace, dumbification, heavy degradation, slight spanking, finger sucking, blowjob.

🎀 PROMPT: "can I tie a ribbon around your dick, daddy?"

🎀 A/N: this was a big brain rot, tell me if it sucks y'all 😭

🎀 TAGLIST: HERE

“Woo!” You call out for your boyfriend for the third time, your tone now being more exclamative. Wooyoung finally looks up from his phone, his lazy eyes staring down at you, now. “What's it baby?” Instead of giving him an answer, you crawl towards him where he's sitting on your shared bed. You instantly make yourself comfortable on his lap, throwing his phone out of his hand. Wooyoung cocks his eyebrows at your actions, but he lets you do whatever you want – highkey curious about what you were going to do. 

Your fingers interlace with his, pushing his hands further behind your back before letting them rest on the pulp of your ass. “Can I tie a ribbon around it?” 

You had to admit – you were surprised with yourself for being so bold with him about your dirty request. For a fact, you had found yourself stuttering when asking him to fuck your throat or fiddling with your fingers when you wanted him to choke you while he pounded you into the sheets, during the early stages of your relationship. 

Wooyoung raises his eyebrows yet again from your question, “You mean my dick, pretty girl?” His lips threatened to stretch in a smirk when he saw the way your cheeks heated up, and his hands squeezed your ass, hard. You whimper loudly, unintentionally letting your hips grind on his growing bulge. 

But – surprisingly for wooyoung – you managed to compose yourself, and lift yourself off of him. “I'll let you think about it, daddy.” You whisper the words next to his ear, placing a chaste kiss on his neck before walking away. All while Wooyoung sat there, an unbelievable grin on his face with a raging boner confined in his pants. 

Days later when you were lying stomach down on your bed, your chin placed on the soft pillow as you watched the k-drama on your phone, you felt familiar hands caressing your ass. You feel the bed dip beside you, and before you could think of anything, your figure was being pulled up by your arms. You were pushed onto your knees while Wooyoung's figure towered over you. 

“Hm I thought about what you said princess,” His words make you cock your head in confusion, but it all morphs into flusteredness when his hands wave a wide peach coloured ribbon in front of your eyes. 

His smirk seemed to grow wider at your reaction – all while your body heated against your own wish, suddenly feeling all too small under him. “Can I, daddy?” The name slipped off your tongue ever so naturally, for you had found yourself calling him by the nickname outside the bedroom too – but god was that a thing that always managed to make Wooyoung's dick pop up whenever you used it with a pleading tone. 

“On your knees, baby.” His tone was filled with firmness and sounded so commanding, your knees felt too weak to lift off the mattress. But nonetheless, you were on the wooden floor, your hands placed on your thighs, obediently waiting for his next order – just like how he had taught you. 

Wooyoung spread his thick thighs ever so slowly, leaning back as he rested his hands on the mattress. You felt your mouth salivate at the sight of his – not-so-subtle – standing bulge. “Look at you drooling over my bulge, baby, you want to wrap this pretty little ribbon around my fat cock so badly don't you, pretty?”  

You nodded instantly, before adding an obedient “Yes, daddy!” You knew well to not be non-verbal with Wooyoung right now, knowing well he would stop everything when you did so. “Beg” 

A whine slips out of you before you had the thought of holding the said noise back. Your hands immediately find their place onto his thighs in impatience, “Please daddy, been dying to do this, please-” You knew you sounded pathetic as hell, but you could care less when getting his cock for yourself was on line. 

Wooyoung lets out a low chuckle from your grabby hands, “Get to work princess.” As soon his words went inside your head, your fingers tugged on the zipper. Your hands sloppily pulled his jeans down, his dick almost slapping against your cheek as it sprung out. Your hands grasped the ribbon from his hand, fixing it to tie it around him. 

“Make it pretty for daddy, princess.” Your hand wraps the ribbon around his length twice before stopping above to tie an adorable ribbon over it – but god if only your actions were so adorable there. 

You smiled at how pretty you had made it, and leaned down to kiss his shaft, making him groan from the contact. His hands instantaneously find a place in between your hair strands and push you down his cock till the ribbon you just tied tickled your nose. Your gasp gets cocked up from his cock hitting the back of your throat in one go. Immediate tears prick at the corner of your eyes, but you didn't even try to pull away from his cock, although his hands just stayed upon your head. 

Wooyoung bunches up your hair in a ponytail when your eyes give him a go. “Gonna fuck your face, beautiful. Would you like that? To tie a pretty ribbon around my cock and then choke on it?” 

No matter what, Wooyoung's words always had you dripping wet in minutes. He definitely had a way with his words – just like how he has a way with his cock. 

Your body turns plaint on the floor while your hands rested between your thighs, while his cock now rammed into your mouth. Your spit garnered and slipped past your lips. Your eyes rolled back from the way your brain almost shut down, and the only thought being ‘daddy's cock’ – Wooyoung surely knew how to face fuck you dumb. 

His cock twitched between your warm walls at the sight in front of him, his body still reacting the same to the way you get so fucked from the littlest of his actions. 

He tugs your mouth off of him with a ‘pop’, his hand now holding his cock in his hand, jerking sloppily. “Tongue out, pretty girl.” The command can barely be processed by your brain before your tongue juts out, ready to take all the loads of his cum. As if on cue, his cock twitches as spurts of cum land more likely on your cheeks rather than your welcoming tongue. 

The ribbon was now a bit crooked but Wooyoung didn't give it a mind. His hands come down to collect some of his sticky white cum off your cheeks, only for this index and middle finger to get shoved inside your mouth without a warning. They press down on your tongue to drown out any complaining noise that tries to escape you. “Can't fucking take my cum can you? Such fucked dumb whore.” 

You were surely far too gone in your headspace to react to his words like an adult. You sobbed around his fingers, trying to complain about how you were nothing but a good girl, but they were all meaningless attempts to just get dicked down by him soon. 

Wooyoung's soft member was soon to stand up tall from your pathetic babbling claims. And before you knew it, his hand retreated from your mouth to pull you up on his lap by your arms. 

A low sheepish smile sits on your face when you feel his girth sliding and fitting snugly between your wet folds. You feel the fabric of the ribbon near your clit but your slick soon dripped all over, soaking it wet – just as he intended to. 

“My dumb pretty baby wants something don't you? Tell me princess, what you want?” You almost feel as if the room was spinning, his words and the feeling of his length sliding against your folds – oh so fucking close to your needy hole. Your head falls onto his shoulder as you babble, “ ‘S your cock, daddy- hnngh- please?” 

How could he ever say no to his baby like that? When you were pleading so softly, so fucked out and thoughtless and your body so plaint against him? 

Wooyoung let out a curse before swiftly switching your position to slam his cock into you. Your awaiting hole was quick enough to swallow his thick cock, your walls eager to hug him. “Always so fucking wet and drenching for- fuck- for me, princess.” 

He hoists his body above you, his hands holding your legs apart to give his hips more access. “Gonna fuck you dumb like I always do”, saying that, Wooyoung’s hips snap ever so furiously. Hitting every spot inside you with his cock. Your brain basically turns mushy from feeling his dick almost stomach deep inside you, your thoughts were basically nothing short of a mess and only thing being ‘daddy's cock, gonna take it’.

You barely have to babble about how much you love the way he pounded into you (which you did) for him to fasten his pace. “Look at you baby- babbling around my cock so pathetically- fuck-” 

His loud curse is followed by your whine when he pulls his twitching dick out of your throbbing cunt. You can merely recognize the fact that you were now in your stomach, when his dick back inside you. Your lips feel the harsh taps of his finger and he lets you take a few seconds before you are parting your lips, welcoming the entry of his fingers into your mouth. 

You had never known how loud Wooyoung got you to be whenever you were wrapped around his dick until you had heard the recording of one night. You were way too flustered and wet from your own plaintive sounds that the night had ended with Wooyoung having to let you bounce on his dick for the whole night. 

“You like being pounded like a bitch in heat, don't you baby? Want the neighbours to hear and complain yet again about how you can't keep your mouth shut while having my dick inside you?” 

Although the thought gave you an adrenaline rush and caused more slick to seep out of you, Wooyoung knew better than to get a noise complaint filed against you. 

He proceeds to hoist your leg around his waist, now hitting the tip of his cock right at your g-spot. The ribbon – now completely soaked in your slick – tickles against your clit, so softly, giving it a painful simulation. 

You cry when you feel the intense rush of orgasm, fingers grasping onto the pillows as you let the squirting liquids soak your bottom halves completely. Wooyoung can barely speak at the intensity of his cock ramming into you, and your pussy squirting out more cum every time his dick sloppily thrusts into you. 

And soon enough, you feel his hot semen fill your cunt up to the brim. His haphazard thrusts causing a white ring to form around the ribbon as he groans loudly. “Fuck- can never get enough of this pussy princess, made just for me, yea?” 

Your mind was now flying through the clouds, and your eyes threatened to close. Your hair was completely a mess, his fingers soaked in your spit when he finally pulled his soft member out of you. Wooyoung mentally thanks his dick for not getting hard at the sight of your used pussy leaking spurts of his cum and staining the sheets. 

He pulls you up by your waist, carrying your docile body to the bathroom carefully. Wooyoung had to admit, as much as he loved breaking your body and pushing you far beyond your limits, he also loved to take care of your bruised body every night. He loved to place chaste kisses on you while your headspace was nowhere in place to recognize his soft words he whispered into you while washing your pliant body. He was down bad for you (and your pussy) and he knew it. 

©️ WOOYOUNGMYBELOVEDHUSBAND.

[gothlcsan]

ESEX ; JEONG YUNHO

PAIRING non!idol yunho + afab!reader

GENRE 18+ SMUT

SYNOPSIS when you convince your boyfriend, yunho to take time away from his game to please you, both of you forgetting to turn off his headset..

WORD COUNT 2790

WARNINGS implied shower sex, dubcon (reader crawls under yunho’s desk without him knowing), chokehold (reader receiving), biting, kissing, mentions of breeding, non detailed aftercare, no protection (use protection yall), let me know if there’s more to tag!

a/n my first fic of the new year! thank you to everyone who has stuck with me throughout the year and engaged with my writing and this account overall. 🥺 id love to start 2024 with the goal of making friendships on here and writing for others so if you could share this and send any requests my way, id absolutely love it so much. happy new year everyone! much love. 🩶

Ever since you had gotten your boyfriend, Yunho, the new Spider-man two game for his playstation, he’s been a bit too occupied. You never minded when Yunho would set away time to play his games, always having an unofficial schedule of doing your own work or hobbies while he games. However, it’s been two days and the game was slowly (but quickly) getting in the way of both your relationship and life itself. He’s barely eaten, slept, and you were more than positive that the only thing he did in the bathroom was to use the toilet meaning; he was in desperate need of a shower.

Knocking on his door, you popped just your head in, having to step inside fully with a sigh seeing his gaming headset on. He was most likely playing with his friends (mentally apologizing to their partners knowing exactly what they’re going through) tapping onto his shoulder to grab his attention. Yunho blatantly ignores you, rolling your eyes as you shook his shoulder saying his name again to rob his attention from the game. This ends up with him pausing the game finally, muttering to his friends that he had to deal with something, the group groaning saying to make it quick. Turning his head he gives an annoyed, “yes?”

“Don’t be mean, Yunho. I was trying to not interrupt and ask if you wanted anything to eat but you couldn’t hear me.”

“I’m not hungry.” He goes to put the headset back on, stopping him by placing it back down onto the desk.

“Yeah see I don’t believe that because you haven’t eaten in a few days and I’m starting to get annoyed.”

Lifting up a handful of empty candy wrappers, you glare at Yunho stating candy wasn’t a nutritional meal, a pout forming on his face as he turns his hand to let the wrappers fall back onto his desk. Luckily, he was smart enough not to argue with logic.

“I’m just asking, come eat, shower, and then if you’d like to go back to gaming, cool. I hate sounding like your mum.”

Yunho blushes, apologizing as he tells everyone he’ll be back later on, saving the game before closing out of it. Standing up he feels the ache of sitting for too long, his empty stomach growling loudly as he sheepishly grabs for your hand to walk to the kitchen with you.

“You smell,” you said with a laugh, all but being dragged into the kitchen where Yunho finished multiple bowls of rice and plates of meat. You were happy to see him finally eat properly, enjoying your warm stew as he grilled more meat for the two of you to share on the portable grill.

Finishing your meal, the two of you slouch into your seats, Yunho thanking you for the meal. You laugh at him, telling him it wasn’t a problem and you were happy that he ate. Yunho excuses himself to go shower, giving you a kiss against your forehead before lightly jogging towards the direction of the bathroom. Usually you’d be bothered by having to make dinner and then clean up solo but hearing the shower finally running after a few days, you’ll happily do the majority of the work.

Placing the last of the dried dishes into the cupboards, you turn around hearing the bathroom door opening, anticipating for Yunho to come back into the kitchen (most likely to show you he showered like a puppy.) As if on cue, Yunho comes out of the bathroom and back into the kitchen in a pair of black shorts and a lavender gray sweater, towel wrapped around his neck to protect his hair from dripping onto it. Giving him a tight hug around his waist, you bury your face into his chest, inhaling his clean scent before looking up at him with a huge grin.

“You smell so good. Thank you.”

“Thank you for taking care of me.” Yunho says as he leans down and plants a kiss against your lips, walking back towards his gaming room.

“I love you!”

“I love you too, dork.” You yell back, going to your shared room to grab clothes to take your own shower.

Several hours later, you hit the realization that Yunho was still gaming.

Swiping your phone screen down, you purse your lips, seeing it was already one in the morning and Yunho was yet in bed with you. Placing your phone down next to you, you grab the collar of the baggy shirt you stole from Yunho, taking an annoyed look down at your lingerie hiding underneath the baggy fabric. It felt like a bit of a waste, becoming slightly upset by it. Deciding you weren’t going to get upset or put beneath a game, you climb out of bed making your way down the small hallway into his gaming room. Of course when you twist the doorknob and push the door open, he was sitting at his desk, headset on as he yelled at his friends who were surely doing the same to him. Letting yourself in, you stand behind him for a while knowing that he was engrossed into the game, oblivious of the fact you were positioned right behind him.

“Yunho.”

Nothing.

You nudge him a bit, “Yunho?”

Nothing. If you were a snake, he’d be bitten eons ago.

Huffing you roll your eyes, gently bending onto the floor until your hands and knees touch the carpet. Quietly, you slowly and carefully crawl against the soft carpet to make your way under the desk from the side, thanking Yunho in your head for having pristine cable management. Not wanting to ponder on the level of embarrassment you would’ve had to face if you got stuck or unplugged a cord. He still hadn’t acknowledged your existence, shrugging as you situated yourself to be directly in front of his lap, taking a deep breath before reaching for his shorts. His knee jerks, knocking his knee against the underside of the desk as he feels a tug on the band of the shorts, surprised. Yunho leans back and looks down, flinching clearly spooked when he sees you tucked under him.

“When did you get there?” He asked, confused.

“No, not you, my girlfriend. Shut up.” Yunho hollers into the headset, covering his microphone with his hand.

“You once again didn’t answer me and haven’t even got to see me in my pretty new lingerie.” You feigned a pout, yanking his shorts down.

“Babe-,” He’s cut off by you wrapping your hand around the base of his cock, glaring at him.

“It’s the least you can do, Yunho. If you want to play your game so badly, do so, but I'm using you.” You spat, watching his eyes widen and roll back as you moved your fingers up the shaft, to compare size, the tips of your fingers nowhere near close to passing the tip. He lets out a breathy sigh flinching as he mumbles a suspiciously quick “nothing” into his headset, his head falling back as you leave multiple wet opened mouth kisses up the shaft stopping around the tip.

“Is that my shirt?”

You grin widely giggling as you give him a nod.

“Mhm, I know how hard you get from seeing me in your clothes.”

Yunho must’ve forgotten his headset audio was on, groaning out a low, “fuck,” as he moved to kick off his shorts. His dick laid heavy against his abdomen and stomach, smirking pleased at his expression. Someone was desperate. Placing your hand back around him, you shift your weight so you can easily lean forward, wrapping your lips around one of his balls. Taking it into your mouth and giving it a few suctions at different pressures, Yunho groans loudly, this time a hand reaching down to lock your head into place. The twinge of pain on your scalp makes you wet in between your legs, clenching around nothing as you hum contentedly. Dropping him from your mouth with a wet pop, you fight his grip on you long enough to look at him and smile, hoping to get exactly what you want.

“Take it off.”

Removing his grip from you, he pushes back just far enough from the desk to give you space to maneuver the shirt off yourself, exposing the revealing lingerie hidden underneath. Yunho breathes deeply through his nose, feeling suddenly embarrassed by his deep fixation on you, Yunho clearly content with your choice. The black sheer lace complimented your skin, his long slender fingers reaching down to hook underneath the shoulder strap, moving alongside it until he reached the back of it - - unhooking the bra to fall onto your lap in one smooth movement. Your boobs fall from the bra, blushing as he helps you to move onto his lap, not allowing you a second to process before his large mouth is wrapped around one of your nipples.

“Yunho.” You enthusiastically moan into his ear, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck allowing your fingers to intertwine with his hair. His tongue swipes across the erected bud as he uses his hand to squeeze your boob, pushing more than just the nipple into his ravenous mouth. Your mind becomes clouded as the hand around your boob slips down your stomach until it passes the band of your thong. Long, slender fingers moving suggestively up and then back down your slit before suddenly delving two into your pussy. Clenching around the digits, you whine into Yunho’s neck who hushes you down by praising you, moving just the tips of his fingers not yet thrusting.

“Want, more,” You slur looking down at his hand, giving him an inviting kiss against his jaw that immediately turned into a soft gasp from the sudden thrust of his fingers. They felt incredibly deep already, your head leaning back to rest on his armchair, moans flooding the room. Erotically wet squelching from his fingers pushing into you makes you blush profusely, begging him to quench the fiery desire for him. Fortunately due to the fact you two haven’t had sex in the days he’s spent gaming, Yunho was more than eager to do as you wished.

“Let’s take these off, ok?”

Yanking the thong off your body and throwing thoughtlessly somewhere on to the floor, Yunho helps you up so you're comfortably positioned bent over his desk. He fixes your legs open for easier access, kissing up from the shoulder blades to the crook of your neck, giving a playful bite before refocusing his attention. Wrapping a hand around the backside of your knee, Yunho lifts your leg up, his dick sinking into you with little to no resistance. Your eyes roll up in satisfaction, wrapping your fingers around the edge of his desk to hold yourself somewhat into place, sweet moans already starting to flow past your lips. With each thrust another round of erotic noises are ripped out of you, your thoughts cloudy as you begged Yunho to never stop. He wraps his free arm around your throat, bringing you up to his chest in a chokehold. The grip was tight but gentle enough not to bring you any harm, the additional pain making you clench around him hard.

“Please, please, please,” you begged.

“Please what, hm?”

Your face burns up suddenly embarrassed giving him nothing but breathy whines that held no context.

“I asked you a question, please what?” Yunho reiterated, his grip tightening around both the backside of your knee and around your throat.

“Please breed me, I miss you.”

The entirety of your body inflamed in an instant blush, Yunho smirking as he drops his chokehold on you. You gasped for air, groaning between pursed lips as you felt Yunho’s large hands wrapped around your hips. His thrusts became sloppy but enough to hit all the right places, picking up in pace making the skin around your ass and thighs brighten to a pink. Feeling him twitched whilst inside you made your head spin in circles, it was more than evident both of you were close to your orgasms, taking in large breaths continuously begging Yunho to cum in you. Yunho’s breath warmly fanning your ear as he spoke and the weight of him being pressed against you to do so as he didn’t once slow down his thrusts into you, he bites and tugs at your earlobe before letting go.

“Should I fill you up?”

“Please, Yunho, please-“

“You’d look so cute filled by me.” Yunho cut you off, not having to see him to hear the smirk in his voice.

“Want you, please, please?”

Your eyes hooded over as he laughed over your desperation, fucking into you at a vigorous pace until his legs began to convulse and tremble.

“Fuck,” is the last word you pick up before your head fuzzes completely over, spilling around Yunho’s dick. Quiet moans are pushed out of you as Yunho reaches his climax, warmth filling you up. He slowly begins to lessen his pace, pulling back until he is almost completely out of you before pushing himself back into you balls deep. He mumbles about feeling warm but you’re unable to coherently grasp what he was saying, whining as he pulls out, clenching around nothing already missing him. You can feel your shared arousal drip down your thighs, whining for a kiss, smiling as Yunho felt your head into place to give you a loving kiss. Not caring about the sweat or anything else for that matter, you climb on top of his desk, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck.

The two of you spend a few minutes kissing as a way to “catch your breath,” giggling as Yunho pulls away asking how you felt. Pondering on the question with a hum, you watch his face slowly begin to switch to worry.

“I’m teasing! It felt so good, I missed you badly.” You reassured him, giving him another reassuring kiss on the lips.

Yunho begins to say something but freezes, his eyes wide in panic as he rips off his headset, leaning over you as he exited out of his game and clicked on something else you didn’t recognize. Asking him what was wrong his body simoustanly flushes a deep red, his gaze bouncing between you and the monitor.

“The game wasn’t off,” he pauses, “or the chat.”

You raise an eyebrow. “The chat?”

Yunho groans, begging you to not get mad at him, so red you were scared he’d combust into flames. Asking him again what he was talking about, his sudden concern starting to freak you out.

“The chat, as in my friends in discord, who was on call with me when you came in, heard us.. you know.”

It was your turn to turn red. You hadn’t thought about checking on that before continuing on since the two of you both were equally in the moment, hiding behind your hands in embarrassment.

“Oh my god, Yu, hopefully they didn’t listen.”

“What if they did?”

You weren’t sure why that question made your cheeks flare up the way it had, in between your legs warming and growing wet with curiosity. What if they had? Would they have stayed on and listened? Did they take their headphones off and acted as if they heard nothing? Lastly, why did the idea of someone catching you two suddenly turning you on?

Those “what ifs” ran through your mind at such a speed that made you nauseous, Yunho reassuring you it was nothing, pressing gentle kisses across your jaw and up to your lips. You decided to let it fade from your mind not wanting to overthink something so silly, allowing Yunho to pick you up off his desk bridal style heading out of the bedroom and making his way down the hallway towards the bathroom to shower together.

Now, you and Yunho had forgotten all about the mishap by the time the two of you had round two and cleaned up in the shower. However, for poor Mingi who was slumped back in his gaming chair with his arm covering his face, he was living through the shame of listening to his best friend and his girlfriend have sex. Which isn’t even the worst part of the entire situation, the brute of his embarrassment lied in the fact he had shamelessly masturbated to them. This quickly became a secret he’d have to carry to his grave with him. Groaning as he cleaned himself up, turning off his pc, and never bringing the situation up to anyone, thankful as you two never brought it up either, deciding it was best for everyone if no one acted like it happened.

[fairyofjaeyun]

Can you do more of the nsfw link please

👉👈🥺🥺

your wish is my command 🫡

pegging felix bent over the bed

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

jake humping his pillow while being in a chasity cage

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

letting soobin fuck your thighs because he’s been a good boy

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

pegging yeonjun while his hands are tied

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

edging san and kissing his pretty waist

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

making soobin punish himself while you’re out by plugging his ass and slapping his own cock

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

jay showing off his anal creampie after you breed him

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

tying up and toying with jungkook

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

teasing heeseung while he’s locked up in your dungeon

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

huening kai sucking and deep throating your strapon

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

controlling jungwon’s vibrator and edging him

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

jungkook cumming from fucking your thighs

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

[xuchiya]

badboy yunho au ? ceo reader?

why not?

 "look ... at ... that ..." each word met a deep groan, yunho laughed breathlessly as his hips slowly but teasingly grind on your hips. you clawed at his veiny arms as you whined pathetically, “do-don’t tease yu … i still have a meeting at 10.” 

   your pencil skirt bundled around your waist, blouse unbuttoned with your tits out and hardened, stockings ripped along with your favorite set of panty hanging on your ankle, swaying as yunho buried his cock deeper. his girth and length taking you to heaven. 

    yunho's pants pooled around his feet as he hurriedly pounds you on top of your office table, your breasts bouncing freely in the broad daylight. his hips hasten its pace, rolling two of his fingers around your thick pussy to drive you on the edge, "never knew i would be able to fuck you in your office ... a place where anyone can see us."

  you bit your lip to tone down your moans but yunho wanted to hear them as he slaps your tits making you gasp in pain and pleasure, “moan for me or i won’t let you cum.” he grip you left breast tightly then shaking them as he busily circle his fingers faster on your pussy. The multiple pleasure around made you grip your table as your back arch from the intense ecstasy, “f-fuck yunho!”

  you hear him chuckle deeply as he removes both hands on your body before wrapping them around your thighs, “that’s my boss.” next thing, yunho had your legs were place together on top of his left shoulder as his cock drills deeper and harder until he splits your legs to his waist, placing his hands around your waist, you bit your lip but fail as you squeal as you coat his cock with your juices “i’m gonna cum– fuck fuck fuck!”

    with final snap of his hips, yunho moan with his head thrown back, sweat drifting down his neck to his black shirt, “shit~.” he chuckles, pulling out as he watch his cum drips out of your hole, licking his lips, he mustered his saliva in his mouth before spitting them on your pussy. He run his fingers before plunging them inside, “it makes me want to fuck you more knowing you’ll walk around that office– full of those scumbags–  with my cum dripping on that pussy. My pussy. They should know you’re mine.” 

Yunho pulled out his fingers, licking them clean before pulling you up, still recovering from your orgasm, chest heaving, hair dishevelled and clothes wrinkle. He chuckles softly, doing his best to tame down your hair while you button up your blouse.

         When you look– close to being presentable— you grab your things for the said meeting, turning to yunho who pull up his pants and buckles his belt, putting his black leather jacket on, “i’ll see you later at home?” he nodded, pulling you in for a small kiss on your lips, “of course, want me to pick you up?”

   The thought of yunho picking you up with his GT400 moto was something out of the ordinary but who are you to decline? your smile widens, “sure, love you!”

    Instead of replying to you with an ‘i love you too’, you got a hard smack on your ass. You spun on your heel with a stunned face, he had a smirk on his lips looking proud at what he did, “love you too boss…” he playfully saluted while watching your face turn red before disappearing on your meeting office.

[thetypingpup]

imagine a hybrid fox wooyoung

he is very tactile and sensitive, it is important for him that you devote 100% of your time to him, because he is so attached to you, so wants to be needed and loved, and you are the center of the universe for him.

he always wants to be close to you, wraps his tail around you and buries his nose in your neck, inhaling your scent, purrs and purses his ears when you caress him, makes cute sobs and whines, dissolving into your touch. I think he is obedient, but at the same time a little cocky and possessive. Sometimes he likes to act like a brat and is so obsessed with the idea that you care about him. and it belongs to you. Just as he dreams of smelling you and having you make him yours, claim him, he is equally obsessed with showing everyone that you belong to him and smell like him, this makes him the happiest

he wants to be your good boy so bad, wants to be your only good boy. he leans into your touch when you pet him, nuzzling your hand and humming in bliss the entire time. he quickly gets consumed by the need to be surrounded by you, wanting you to completely envelop him. when he wraps his arms and his tail around you, he not so subtly begs you to do the same thing, wanting to just be encased in your scent and your warmth. the thought of having your scent on him is enough to get him off, and he's definitely gotten off to the thought more than one restless night, (not so) quietly whimpering as he frantically strokes his cock and takes in your scent. biting would be one of his favorite things, because he can easily get everything he wants. he can get your attention, rile you up, and mark you as his, all at once. scent marking is another, and your naughty little fox definitely makes a habit of turning you on, then stealing your ruined panties and rubbing them all over his face and neck. the scent of your arousal is quite literally his favorite perfume, and although it's imperceptible to most humans, other hybrids will get the message that he's yours and he's the only one who can know you so intimately, and he fucking loves it. when you let him between your legs, he takes ample time nuzzling your thighs, leaving his scent right around the apex of your thighs so the smell of your arousal will be intertwined with his. half the time when he goes down on you, he teases you with light licks, partly so you'll take control and yank his hair to tell him to get on with it, partly so he can just sit there and take in your scent for as long as you'll let him. your scent is just so intoxicating to him, so addictive, and he'll happily do whatever it takes just so you'll let him breathe you in a little while longer. very sweet, and definitely has his teasing bratty moments, getting a kick out of working you up just so you'll manhandle him into submission. he loves the fact that it's you putting him in his place, and that you're so affected by what he's doing that you need him right then and there. his happiest moments are when you claim him, biting his neck, making him cry out and scream with bliss, marking him as yours. he just wants to be yours so bad it aches, and so he's over the moon everytime you indulge him.

[ateezscupid]

can u write a fic where san is a mean dom? i have this thing for calling him sannie bc its cute! and i think it would be hot if he mocked yn calling him that and it was kinda centered around humiliation!!! i love ur writing sm id love to see this done in ur style <333 i hope this doesnt make u uncomfy to write!! ):

- 🕸️

hello hello! i’m getting to this after a very long time, my apologies but i’ve been WAITING for someone to request mean dom!san. he’s been in my mind for a few weeks but i’ve had writers block and could never figure out how to write it out, so thank you for this.

and don’t worry about anything making me uncomfortable! a lot of things, i don’t have a problem writing. i plan to make a really detailed post about my rules and things like that soon so you guys know what i do and don’t write!

anyway, let me stop blabbing. enjoy!

﹟𝗠𝗬 𝗚𝗜𝗥𝗟 ⋆ 𝖼.𝗌𝗇 𝗑 𝖿!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗭 𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧 / 𝗥𝗘𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧

plot - san always gets flustered when you call him sannie during sex, but he loves it just as much as you do.

warn - kinda smut w/o plot, dom!san, unprotected sex, rough sex, pet names (baby, princess, pretty, etc.), choking, begging, degrading, humiliation

w/c - n/a

𝗧𝗔𝗚S - @felixs-voice-makes-me-wanna @starillusion13 @mingitheskzstan

you didn’t think today could’ve gotten any worse. you were teasing san the entire day trying to imply you needed him without actually saying it, but he clearly wasn’t catching the signals you sent. he was so busy with work, he couldn’t spare at least ten minutes for you.

you didn’t want to tease him so much that he’d be annoyed of you and he’d stop talking to you for the rest of the night, but you needed him. it’s been a while since the last time you two were together in bed. all you’ve been thinking about for the past week is how his hands would feel on your body; his hands squeezing your breasts and caressing your skin. rubbing the pads of his fingers on your clit and messing with the sensitive little bud that was there.

if anyone had asked you how badly you wanted to spend at least one night with him, you’d ramble on and on about it. you rambled about it to wooyoung the night before and it was clear he didn’t want to listen to your horny problems.

“distract him while he’s working!” is the advice he gave you, and boy, he couldn’t have been more wrong.

now you were face down in the bed with your arms pinned behind you, your makeup smudging on the pillow and your entire body shaking uncontrollably. you thought distracting him would make him realize what he was missing out on, but you did it at the worst moment.

it was embarrassing to say the least. san was in his office having a meeting, and you had the crazy idea to walk inside with nothing but a lingerie on. you’ve been wanting to wear it for a while, so what harm was there to wear it while he was having a business meeting? it was a harmless idea, and hic co-workers wouldn’t have seen you since you planned to go underneath the table. but you messed up.

while you were busy unbuckling his pants, neither of you noticed the top of your head was visible at the bottom of his computer screen. that meant everyone in the call saw yo ur head, and only one thing came to mind. when it was brought to his attention, he excused himself then turned his mic and camera off. you knew a punishment was coming your way when that happened.

he dragged you out of the office without saying anything and threw you on the bed, ripped the lingerie off your body without hesitation, and pounded into you like there was no tomorrow. there was so much going on in your mind, like would his co-workers think you were some sex crazed lunatic? or would they think of him as someone addicted to sex? unprofessional? there wasn’t any room for you to feel bad when you felt too good to remember what happened.

“this is what you wanted, right?” san growled as he pushed your head into the pillow, using his unoccupied hand to land hits against your ass whenever he felt like it. “you wanted to be treated like a slut, now you are, you little whore.”

no words could come out of you. just a bunch of incoherent babbles spilling from your swollen lips and tears falling down your cheeks. you loved when he was so angry all he could do was fuck the lights out of you. you loved him being rough and treating you like a rag doll. it was impossible for you to get over how easily he went inside you and how much he stretched you out. it felt like heaven.

“s-sannie~!” you whine into the pillow, hands curling into fists behind you. “f-fuck, s’good… y-yes!”

“don’t call me that.” he smacked your ass once more and thrusted harder. he was lucky you were facing away from him otherwise you’d see the visible red tint on his cheeks. he liked when you called him sannie, but now wasn’t the time. at least that’s what he told himself.

“such a little whore for me, hm?” he grunts, leaning down and biting your ear gently. “you wanted to mess with me during my meeting and now everyone saw how much of a dirty girl you are~. you wanted attention so bad but ended up embarrassing yourself in front of everyone.”

“i-i—,” even your attempts at forming full sentences failed.

“aw, is it too much?” he whispered in your ear. “you like it when i fuck you like this, huh? such a fucking whore.”

“sannie, p-please i-i can’t—,”

“sannie blah blah blah!” he rolled his eyes and basically forced you to arch your back. “i said not to call me that, and now you’re not listening? you wanna be bad now?”

“s-sa—,” you weren’t even allowed to finish your sentence. the minute you tried to speak, his hand was wrapped around your neck and gripping so hard, it felt like you couldn’t breathe. you loved every bit of it.

“pl-please—!” you whine. “l-let—“

“let you what? cum? after you were being disobedient?” he kissed your temple, groaning softly and letting go of your arms and planting his hand on the bed. “fuck, you feel so good.”

you opened your mouth to speak, which triggered san to tighten his grip around your throat. it was almost too much.

“call me sannie again, i dare you.” the tone in his voice was enough to let you know he wasn’t joking around, but the urge to be a brat was weighing on you.

“s…” you bit your lip. “s-sannieee!”

he didn’t say anything. he took his hand away from your throat and lifted you up by the shoulders, wrapping one arm around you and using his other hand to rub rough circles around your clit.

“you wanna be a whore? i’ll treat you like one.”

[byuntrash101]

daddy's little trooper

reader x dom!yeosang

smut | nsfw | mdni

gentle dom!yeosang, daddy kink, daddy!yeosang, he's just so sweet and supportive but also knows exactly what he wants from you and he's here to get it, also thick cock, kitchen sex, morning sex, nipple play, oral (f), dirty talk (pure filth), praising, pet names (good girl, baby girl), orgasm control, multiples orgasms (both plurals intended because yes it's necessary), overstim, unprotected sex, creampie, slight cumplay, a tad of spitplay

requested | part of of my 2023 prompts event [closed]

after a torrid night with your boyfriend you wake up a little sore and hungry for a nutrious breakfast but yeosang is just insatiable

[❛ i like being close to you. you’re warm. ❜ + ❛ are you wearing my shirt? ❜]

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The morning was your favorite part of the day. You enjoyed waking up early on your off days. It gave you time to pamper yourself and your boyfriend. Yeosang usually wakes up after you. He's more of a sleeper than you are and quite frankly after the night he gave you, you just let him be. He deserves a long uninterrupted sleep to help him recover.

So when the early rays of the sun brush against your cheeks and gently pull you out of your slumber you happily hop off the bed and slip the wrinkled shirt that you ripped of Yeosang’s body last night. The cold cotton on your skin and hardwood floor under your bare feet make you shiver which instantly makes you crave a nice cup of hot black tea.

While the water boils you start making breakfast for the both of you. After last night you figured your boyfriend will need something nutritious. You settle for scrambled eggs and bacon, a couple of pancakes and you even scavenge some leftover berries in the fridge for a vitamin packed smoothie.

As you’re frying the last strips of bacon you spot from the corner of your eye your lovely boyfriend coming into the kitchen, barely emerging from deep slumber. The adorable way he rubs the sleepiness out his eyes and beams back at you contrasts with his biceps contracting as he adorns only a simple pair of gray sweatpants, toned abs on display.

“Good morning sleepyhead” you greet him intentionally looking over the fact that he’s shirtless.

“Good mor-” he cuts himself when his eyes land on you “are you wearing my shirt ?” he points a finger in your direction.

“Yeah I was kinda cold and your shirt is so comfortable” you say as you flip the bacon strips, bringing your attention back to the stirring hot pan. 

“oh I see” he tilts his head in disbelief, the amused grin not leaving his lips. “It smells so good in here” Yeosang says while his muscular arms slip past your waist to tie themselves onto your stomach, chin resting on top of your head. You feel his comforting warmth on your back.

“Yeah it’s almost done but I like my bacon extra crispy” you stay completely still, Yeosang’s strong embrace making it difficult for you to move around and continue to cook breakfast.

“Yeo…” you start when you realize he doesn’t have the slightest intention to let go of you in the foreseeable future. “I’d like to throw these berries in the blender if you don’t mind” you try to take a step away but he holds you still. Strong arms contracting to prevent you from escaping his love.

“No.” he pouts. “You can’t go”. 

“Baby please” you ask again.

“I like being close to you, you’re warm” he whispers as his face slips to the crook of your neck. You relax into his arms, your hand leaving the spatula to stroke is blond hair. 

He buried his face in your hair taking deep breaths. 

“You smell so good, baby” he murmurs into the shell of your ear. You bite your lip trying not to shudder at his hot breath fanning your face. 

“I’m hungry” Yeosang states suddenly from behind you.

“Well yeah the bacon is done so sit down I’ll-” you are interrupted by the way your boyfriend rolled his hips into the small of your back, letting you feel he was becoming hard. You bit your lip again, harder this time as a myriad of butterflies took off in the pit of your stomach. 

Yeosang plants a series of wet kisses into your nape as one of his strong veiny hands reaches out to turn off the burner. His other hand slipped under the oversized shirt, his fingertips gracing your skin as he reached for your waist. You felt him smirk flush against your neck when he glazed over your hips and he would have normally left your underwear but today you didn’t take the time to slip some on. He grunted and pulled your waist further back on his ever growing bulge.

“Such a good girl for daddy” his slick tongue glazed your ear and you let your jaw fall down, head rolling back and resting into his muscular shoulder.

With swift movement he flips you to be facing him and crashed his lips on yours. The burning  sensations in your core sparks up when he laps at your lips, waiting for you to open yourself up to him. He immediately dives in when you do, both hands slipping on your outer thighs to cup your ass. You moan into the kiss as he lightly squeezes it. 

He breaks the kiss to hoist you up the kitchen counter, hazardously pushing the plates aside with his forearm. You lean back and prompt yourself up your elbows. His lips immediately latch back onto your blazing skin, trailing kisses down your neck to your collar bones where he unmade a couple of buttons to be able to dip further down on your chest. His hands now cup your breast over the thin cotton and your hands fly in to help him undress you but he stops you.

“No. I want you to keep it baby girl” he breathes against your skin. “You look good in it”.

You immediately comply, gently laying your hands flat on each side of you. 

His hands tease your nipples hardened into buds through the material, earning a moan from you. He licks over it before catching the clothed nub between his lips sucking on it. His saliva makes the white shirt see through, your perfect nipples peeking through the translucent patch.

“So pretty” he praises, and dives back immediately while his other hand slips under the shirt to cup your other breast. He teased, licked, sucked until they were so sensitive you were short of breath, your arousal pooling out of you, coating your thighs and possibly leaking onto the counter.

When he decides he’s had enough he lets go, going further south. Hands gripping your thighs down and you repress the urge to buck your hips up. He presses more feverish kisses to your hips while you squirm under his firm hold, thighs tightly pressed together, yearning for friction.

“Now be a good girl and spread your legs for daddy, okay?” he asks while he’s at eye level with your center. You feel a wave of shame on your body as you slowly and obediently part your legs. Stress makes your heart pound in your chest as his ardent eyes drink in your form.

“Fuck baby you look so good” he breathes against your pubic bone before planting an open mouth kiss right on the sensitive bud. You gasp and arch your back in response which makes Yeosang smirking against your folds. His tongue slides down your slit, lapping at the entrance, gathering your nectar. You moan under him.

“So fucking sweet” he growls, hands gripping your thighs harsher.

The tip of his tongue swirls around your clit and down your folds again. You can’t help but grind against his tongue as your mind gradually slips into a haze. Yeosang feels himself twitching in his sweats, thoroughly enjoying your neediness. He sucks on the bud lightly biting it, sending jolts of pleasure through your body, making heat rush on your chest and neck.

He licks and sucks until he feels you throb under his flat tongue. He knows you're close and he doesn’t want to make you wait for it.

“Go ahead baby. Cum.” he graciously allows you to chase your high. And you feel your center quiver in bliss as you give in to the pleasure. Walls clenching on themselves as your chest rises and falls rapidly, a long string of moans spilling from your lips.

But Yeosang doesn’t stop, he continues to eagerly lap at your over sensitive clit, keeping you at your highest as you start to kick your feet at the overwhelming pleasure.

“Come on baby give daddy one more.” he slips one of his long fingers inside you, you squeal as he so expertly curls it right into your sweet spot. You throw your head back, barely holding yourself on your elbow anymore, your eyes become watery as you try to concentrate back on the new found pleasure deep inside your core.

“Daddyyy” you whines as you felt the knot in your stomach tighten again. 

“That's it baby girl” he praises, not parting from your center. Still going strong with the flick of his tongue on your hard and swollen bud. Bending your mind and body into a second orgasm. This one is stronger, taking over your whole body and shooting through you, making your limbs tremble as your center constricts his finger with need. 

“My good girl” he whispers against you, slowing his pace to allow you to come down comfortably. He presses a kiss to your quivering center soaked with your cum and his spit. 

When you come back from the deepest pit of your mind you find Yeosang already stripped of his sweats. Big fat cock in his fist matching veins ornamenting the thick member and his muscular forearms. 

He aligns himself with your entrance, gathering some of the glistening mess on his tip before he very gently pushes inside you. You let a little whimper of pain fall from your lips as discomfort flashes in your orbs, your eyebrows meeting on your forehead.

“Awww” Yeosang immediately brings a soothing hand to your cheek. “I know baby you’re still a little sore from yesterday” he rubbed soothing circles in your face as he continued to fill you up. “Bear with me okay baby girl?”

You nodded, tears prickling your eyes again. But you kept on accepting him in your center as he stretched your wall to fit snug inside you until he had pushed his whole member to the last inch.

“Look at that baby” he cheered you for this small victory. “You took me all in baby. Daddy’s little trooper. I’m so proud of you” he flashed his pearly teeth and you couldn't help but to be proud of yourself as he gave you these few seconds to adapt to him.

“You can move now Daddy” you breathe out when you feel ready, your eyebrows relaxing into their initial position.

“Fuckkk” Yeosang hissed as he pulled out of your tight little pussy, gripping him like its life depended on it. “You feel sooo good around daddy’s cock” he pushed himself back in slowly again, careful not to hurt you, this time it felt better. “Daddy just loves your pretty little cunt so much”��

You moaned in response arching your back, bringing your hips further onto his, your eyes closing shut as your mind focussed only on the pleasure you felt.

“Look at me baby” Yeosang commanded. “Don’t you take your eyes off me babygirl”.

You obliged as he picked up the pace. Going faster with every stroke of his fat cock. You felt yourself tightening around him as the pleasure rose. Slowly getting you to get to flirt with your edge again. 

“Hmmm daddy this feels so good” you whined as your walls squeezed him harder.

“Yeah you like daddy’s cock?” he said smashing his hips into yours. You cried out as a response. You felt incredibly close you wanted to cum so bad but he still hadn’t given you permission so your risked the question.

“Daddy can I please cum?” you asked, your eyes diligently glued to his dark ones, like the obedient little girl that you were.

“Already baby?” he chuckled which made you slightly embarrassed. It’s true that it hadn’t been so long but you were just weak for him because he knew all your buttons so well… You nodded again, pleading eyes looking up at him in need.

“Okay baby. Cum on daddy’s thick cock” he finally slipped out the words in between deep moans. He grunted when he felt your cunt grip its way through your orgasm, cunt pulsating around him. He too was so close but he held it in slowly decreasing the rhythm of his hips snapping on yours until you were out of breath and his name slipped off your tongue over and over. Completely losing your mind to the overwhelming pleasure.

“Good girl” he said while your cum coating his dick made unholy squelching noises in the quiet morning. “I want you to cum again but with daddy this time” He picked up the pace again.

This time, after three groundbreaking orgasms you were exhausted and you really didn’t think you had it in you to cum again. You protested with small whines as he continued to fuck your exhausted little cunt.

“I- Da….ddyyy” you cried as you felt his tip repeatedly hit your sweet spot perfectly with each thrust. The overstimulation was unbearable, the pleasure forcing itself into you, like an inevitable destiny. 

Yeosang then spat right onto your clit. The slimy hot saliva pulled a throaty moan out of you and his hand left your thigh to rub quick tight circles on your exhausted clit.

“Can you do that. For daddy ?” he slammed his hips even harder deep into your heat as you nodded in agreement, your body being rocked straight into the afterlife. 

“Fuck baby you look so good with daddy’s cock inside you.” he moaned. “Daddy’s gonna cum. Cum with daddy right now” his thrusts became sloppier.

“Daddyyyy” you squealed, tears finally slipping and rolling onto your heated cheeks while your fourth orgasm ripped through you. Completely shredding your soul to pieces, claiming your mind and stripping you of the last strand of sanity you manage to keep up until this point. Your cunt absolutely milk Yeosang’s fat cock dry. Incessant pulses forcing his cum deep inside you. Yeosang moans and praises his way through his high, his fingers curling into a bruising grip on your thigh as he gently comes to a stop.

Leaving you both completely out of breath and fucked out of your minds. When he pulled out you felt his thick cum dribbling down your parted thighs and Yeosang pushed it all back in with one finger. He brought the same finger to your lips.

“We can’t waste daddy’s cum now, can we ?” he said, prying your mouth open as you gladly complied to lick his finger clean, the strong salty taste pushing your mind further into this trance.

“That's it. You’re so cute.” he smiled, looking fondly at you. He truly did adore you. “Daddy’s good girl”.

a/n: idk what happened when i wrote that honestly. but i just love it so much. i hope you did too! please tell me if you did okay? leave a little comment or ask maybe? okay? okay! <3

[planet-dusk]

thinking about leaving yunho high and dry before a performance and him basically hunting you when it’s over 😵‍💫😵‍💫 what I wouldn’t do to see that man pissed off

🏷️ f!reader, dom!yunho, height difference/size kink (mc is shorter than yunho), big dick yunho, panty gagging, unprotected sex, mc is called baby, doll

you watch him force a smile before he disappears up the stairs, lips pressed into a thin line. of course he's a bustling ball of energy on stage (he's a professional, after all), sending playful winks towards the screaming crowd — but excitement flares in your gut whenever you see glimpses of something darker simmering below the surface.

yunho is a loving boyfriend; funny, sweet, radiating the kind of golden retriever energy that'd made it so easy to let your guard down when you first started dating. dating had been difficult before you'd met him, but he'd wormed his way into your heart with breakfast and flowers. the definition of a gentle giant, unless you didn't want him to be.

the drive back home is silent. uncharacteristically so. his large hand rests on your thigh while he shoots daggers at the back of the driver's head, as if he's willing him to drive faster by some invisible force of telepathic communication.

you barely make it through the door before yunho pins you against the wall. "take this off," he growls, tugging at your coat.

you hastily get rid of the garment, his groping entirely unhelpful; large hands roaming your body, sliding underneath your shirt, cupping your breasts and hoisting your legs up and around his waist.

"fuck, yunho —" you gasp when he sucks a dark bruise into the skin of your neck. his cock grinds against your clothed cunt, hard and heavy.

a promise.

"i said off," he grunts and paws at your remaining clothes. he momentarily sets you down so you can slip out of your pants on wobbly feet, but he's left all his patience at the door.

there's a loud tearing sound when your shirt rips, followed by your panties, your surprised gasp stifled by a wad of dark blue lace.

you taste your own arousal on the garment and yunho chuckles when he sees your wide eyes. he doesn't bother with your bra, pushing down the cups so he can grope at your breasts.

"turn around," he orders. you oblige without hesitation, just as eager to feel him. the tips of his index and middle finger trace your hole before sinking into you, curling to find the right spot.

all you can do is arch your back; your moans effectively muffled by the fabric stuffing your mouth.

"is this what you wanted? rile me up so i'd fuck you hard? all you needed to do is ask, doll."

ask and he'd give you the moon if he could. but you both know it isn't the same. there's something about him taking you like this, almost feral, that makes your toes curl.

he fucks his fingers into you sloppily, scissoring you open with little finesse. it's clear he's only got one goal: stretching you out just enough to be able to take his cock.

it only takes a few more strokes before he's satisfied, the blunt head of his cock prodding at your entrance.

"knock on the wall if it's too much."

it's the only warning he gives you. you whimper and squirm as he sinks into your tight hole, his grip on your hips so strong you know it'll leave bruises in the morning.

"so fucking tiny," yunho grunts as he watches you struggle to adjust to his size, "don't know how you take it."

truthfully, you don't know either — the stretch borders on painful with such little prep, his cock hitting you so deep you think you might see stars. but the burn quickly fades into pleasure, the tip of his cock hitting your gummy spot with every stroke.

you're a mess underneath him, bare chest pressed against the cold plaster and makeshift gag soaked with spit and arousal. yunho's towering over you, still fully dressed save for his pants and boxers pooling around his ankles.

it only adds to the scene: your debauched state, the rough manhandling, his cock drilling into you. normally always the type to make sure you cum first, yunho doesn't make any attempts to reach for your clit.

"thought you could just leave me like that?" he wraps a hand around the back of your neck for more leverage, "leave me high and dry without any repercussions?"

you shake your head. the coil in your tummy tightens with every word he hisses into your ear, wetness dripping down his balls and coating your thighs.

yunho feels you clenching around his cock, knows you're close by the familiar rhythm and your muffled whines rising in pitch. he removes the panties from your mouth and you gasp, air flooding your lungs.

"'m so close, fuck, yunho, gonna cum —"

your entire body tenses then slumps down against the wall, only held up by his strong arms. yunho fucks you through your orgasm; through the oversensitivity and the chants of "too much, 's too much, go on, go on, don't stop" — until your limp body is pushed over the edge again, eyes rolling back while you cream his cock.

"c-can't," you whimper weakly, "please cum, please —"

you're begging him so sweetly, voice cracked and body at his mercy. yunho's hips stutter and his release spills deep inside of you. your knees buckle under his weight and you giggle when the two of you stumble back, his arms wrapped around your chest.

"thank you," he mutters between soft kisses pressed against the nape of your neck. their warmth spreads through your sluggish limbs. "let's get you cleaned up."

[justaaveragereader]

Mine

Pairing: Song Mingi x Reader

Word Count: 3.0k

Genre: Smut, Toxic Behavior, Dom! Mingi

Warning⛔️: Love Sick Obsessed Mingi, Possessive Sex, Talk Of Owning One Another, Pleasure Dom!Mingi, Breast Play, Unprotected Sex, Cream Pie, Rough Sex, Manipulative Mingi, Oral (giving), Mention Of Pregnancy, Choking, Spanking, Stomach Bulge, Throwing Out Birth Control. If I missed anything👀let me know!

nsfw & warnings under the cut - minors dni!!🔞

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Mingi had always loved you, before you two even got together. You had yet to experience a love like Song Mingi. He was your overly grown baby, his heart was always in the right place when it came to you. You always said you wanted a man that worshiped the ground you walked on, a man who was obsessed with you, that is when life gave you Song Mingi.

Sprawled out on the couch, one arm slinging over the back of the couch the other playing with the string on his sweatpants, eyeing you up like you were dinner.

“What are we doing Mingi?! One minute you say it’s okay for me to go out, then the next minute you are pulling me away from brunch with the girls!”

His eyes follow your every movement, your hands constantly waving in the air trying to get your point across. Your heavy breathing, the wrinkle between your eyebrows from being frustrated, yet all this did was make him hard. The underlying possessiveness still prickled his skin but his sexual desire for you out weighed it all.

Letting out a frustrated groan you throw your hands up continuing to rant on and on about how Mingi pulled you away from the brunch you had been planning with your girls for a month. Taking a pause in your ranting you lock eyes with Mingi, to a random person he had the most innocent boba eyes, to you? His eyes held so many dark secrets. You hold his gaze, careful not to break eye contact, you walk up to him slowly, standing in between his man spreading legs. Hand on his shoulder while the other brushes some of the hair out of his face.

“Ming…Can you just please listen to me?” You please though a whisper, desperation lacing your voice.

His hands cup behind your knees, rubbing the back of your thighs all the way up to your ass and settling on your lower back, he brings his head forward to rest it against your stomach breathing in your scent like it’s a drug. His body physically relaxes when he breathes you in.

“I know how those types of girls are y/n. They think I’m no good for you, is that the type of people you want to be friends with? The type that thinks I’m no good?” He says against your stomach, it was always that voice, that damn deep voice.

“They think I’m no good but they don’t know how much I love you, do they baby?” His hands start to lower once again, firmly gripping your hips like you are his life line.

“They don’t have a man who worships the ground they walk on do they? Misery loves company, and my love they want you to accompany them.” He breathes in the scent of you again, you are like his own personal drug, he can and will never get enough of you.

“Ming…” You whisper out, staring at the top of his head in awe..he always knew how to get into your head.

“I would die for you.” He says against your stomach, kissing your lower stomach through your shirt, one hand unbuttoning your pants.

“I would live for you.” He brushes up your shirt, kissing the skin of your lower stomach, gently tugging your pants down to your ankles.

You bite your lip, letting out a low groan, head thrown back. His warm lips on your skin always made you crumble, Song Mingi was your kryptonite.

“I would walk to the end of the earth if you asked me to. That’s how much I love you.” He says before he starts placing open mouth kisses on your lower stomach, leaving small bruises behind to claim you, fingers hooking into the sides of your panties before pulling them down.

“The things I would do for you are endless, don’t you realize that?” He whispers out, fingers coming to run across your wet puffy lips, he looks up at you with your head cocked back, chest heaving up and down from the heavy breathing, your hand tight on his shoulder. You were his goddess and he’d be damned if he let your influential friends ruin what you both had going. They didn’t know a love like you both did, so how could they speak on what was yours?

His fingers rub steady, slow circles on your clit. He watched you with such an intense gaze it felt like he was burning holes into your skin, your body, his temple, he was here to worship you everyday of the week.

“Ming…touch me please.” You whisper out breathlessly, face still pointed to the ceiling. It felt like he lit your body on fire, yet he was the only way to cool you off.

He lets a small smile grace his face, he removes his fingers from your clit, kneeling on the floor between your legs, hands on the back of each of your thighs, parting them to get a view of your dripping wet cunt. He lets out a small groan before diving tongue first into your pussy.

His mouth running over your wet lips before letting his tongue part them, his warm tongue constantly would flicker over your puffy clit before dragging down trying to drink up any essence that escaped from your body. His warm tongue thrusting in you had you seeing stars, the feeling of his plush lips against you littered your body with goosebumps. Your hands comb through his hair, brushing as much of it out of his face so you can have a clear view of him eating you out. Your eyes lock on to his as he stares up at you drinking in your fucked out look, you guys were barely just getting started.

It was something about a big man like him being on his knees for you. Your friends told you he was no good, that being with him would lead to nowhere, that his obsession with you was unhealthy. If only they knew…This is what you lived for, you loved the chase Song Mingi brought to your life, the feeling of being wanted, no, needed fueled your body. His undying love for you made you feel warm and fuzzy. Mixed with the way he was currently slurping you down his throat? This was definitely where you wanted to be.

“Fuck Ming..” your toes being too curl, you are on the brink of a orgasm, you can feel him smile against your dripping core, plugging you full with two of his fingers making sure to repeatedly hammer against your spongy spot, while his warm mouth and plush lips attached to your clit suckling on it, his other hand grabbing a fistful of your ass pushing you closer to him, closer to his mouth. He wanted all of you in every way.

Your hands grip his shoulder for dear life, head thrown back, your back arching, you are cumming with a breathless yell, fingers holding on to him so tight you are sure you left marks on him. He eases his suckling on your clit down, he eases his fingers out of you. The taste of you on his mouth has his own eyes rolling back, his cock hard against his sweatpants twitching at the flavor of you.

Your legs feel wobbly as you finally come down from your high, you place your full body weight against Mingi, his face once again buried in your stomach, he wants to be wrapped around you constantly. Standing up he holds your body so you don’t lose balance, quickly tugging your shirt over your head, unclipping your bra and watching it fall to the floor while your breast falls free from it. The warmth from your breast warming his stomach causing his eyes to flutter back, tossing his head back trying to hold onto what small self control he had left.

“Come on..” he growls out, voice thick with impatience. Hands on both of your ass cheeks lifting you off the ground, before you can even protest he’s swiftly moving down the hallway to your shattered bedroom.

Tossing you on the bed he watches the way your breast jiggle with the landing. His body towers over you from the side of the bed, he looks like he’s starving, like he’s waiting for you to make mistakes before he jumps your bones. Licking his lips, he locks eyes with you, grabbing his hard cock with his hand, letting out a small hiss at the contact.

“Do you see how fucking hard you make me baby? Look how fucking hard my cock is just from eating your pretty pussy out.” He says, voice dropping an octave. He runs his hand up and down his cock. You drop the eye contact to glance at his cock staining in his pants, twitching with every stroke he gives. Your mouth moistens with anticipation. Your body is still sprawled out, naked body on display, legs spread open, leaning up on your elbows.

“I’m going to fuck you so good, only thing you’ll remember is how to say my fucking name.” He growls out before tugging his shirt over his head, he shimmy’s out of his pants quickly. One hand grabbing your ankle, pulling you towards him. Your pussy clenches at the thought of him filling you up.

His large body towers over your frame, his fingertips run lightly over your nipples making sure they harden under his touch causing you to let out a small whimper, making his cock twitch.

“Whose pretty girl are you?” He asks in a breathless whisper. Eyes raking over your body, burning this moment into his brain.

“I’m your.” You pant out, body on fire with anticipation.

“Who do you belong to?”

“ You.” Your response has his cock oozing with pre cum. One of his hands wraps around your throat. Squeezing the sides causes your eyes to flutter.

“Who do you belong to?” He grits out through his teeth, slowly stroking his cock over your eager cunt.

“I belong to Song Mingi.” You say through breathless whisper, the weight of his hands on your throat has you ready to cum alone. Locking eyes with him so you know he believes every word you say.

Letting out a groan he smacks his cock down against your pussy, the squelching noises filling the room, making your body shudder. He rubs the leaking head of his cock against your clit before fully stuffing you full, slowly inching into you before he’s bottoming out in you.

Letting out a breathless whine your back arches, making your breast jiggle, Mingi lowers his mouth, lips connecting with your left nipple, placing small kisses on the bud. He slowly pulls his hips back, tip of his cock at the entry of you before he slams back into you. His lips move to the other nipple, taking it in his mouth, warm lips against your goose bump littered skin. You wrap your legs around his waist pulling him closer to you, his face pushing further into your chest. His hips rock back and forth into you in a steady motion. Thick cock hitting your spot with every stroke.

“Every inch of you tastes so fucking good.” He says, voice muffled by the sucking of your nipple, never he pulling away, blowing on your nipple watching it harden even more. His hand comes down to your hip, gripping it firmly. His other hand slowly drags up from your navel to your throat, each deep stroke has your body jolting up.

“You are mine, and mine only you know that though…don’t you?” He lowers himself closer to your ear, moist lips connecting with your skin. His hand tightens around your throat again.

“Those silly little friends of yours talk so much shit because they aren’t getting fucked like you. Yet you still hang out with them because you want them to see how I mark your pretty skin. You want them to see how much you belong to me.” His strokes start to pick up speed, your pussy is dripping all over your inner thighs, each thrust resulting in a squelching noise because he is right, and the realization of it all has your teetering on pure bliss.

“Isn’t that right baby? Maybe I should toss out your birth control huh? Throw it in the garbage.” He nips your ear while running his tongue along the side of your neck, leaving small hickies along the way.

The thought of him doing such an act has you clenching around him. Which he gets off on the fact that doing such a deed makes you hot and bothered.

“Then you know what I’ll do after throwing it away? I’m going to cum in you every single day, til you get a bump in this belly.” He slows his strokes, now thrusting hard and deep, each thrust has your toes clenching. He wraps one hand on your thigh, slamming your body harder on his cock with each thrust. While the other runs over your lower stomach. The gaze in his eyes looks feral, he’s so far gone he barely looks like your Mingi.

“I’m going to continue to cum in you every. single. day.” Slamming you harder against him.

“You are going to get swollen with our baby. Then you can go to brunch and show all of your pissy friends whose baby you are carrying.” He groans out, wet skin clapping with each hard thrust. Our baby, our baby, the thought of you creating a small human so you are forever tied to him shouldn’t turn you on but it does, it makes your body on the brink of ecstasy.

“You know why? Because you are mine. You belong to me, no one else.” He whispers out, his strokes start to pick up speed again but do not lose the power behind each thrust. With one hand wrapped tightly on your thigh, slamming you down against him while the other clings to your lower stomach.

A sadistic smile breaks out onto his face, looking up at your fucked out face, your eyes locked onto the small bulge in your stomach, it literally felt like he was rearranging your guts. Moving his hand from your lower belly to your throat choking you once more. Your eyes dance up to his, he looks deranged, in love, and obsessed wrapped in one. He’s looking at you with that gaze. That smile never drops once, he looks at you like he’s wrapping his hands around your soul. Mouthing the words “mine”. With his sped up thrust pushes you over the edge, your back arching, while your hands fly to his arms holding on for dear life as his hips speed up now chasing his own high while you ride yours out.

Grabbing your throat and pulling your face towards his own.

“Who do you belong to?” He grits out.

“You!” You say loudly, body still riding that high of your orgasm.

He slaps your thigh, hand gripping tighter on your throat, his hips wildly moving in and out of you, your body moving like a rag doll with each stroke.

“I said..who. do. you. belong. to!? Hand cracking down on your thigh once more. His eyes glaze over with ferality.

“You! I belong to you! Song Mingi!” You scream out nails raking down his arms, tears of pleasure pouring out of your eyes.

“Yea that’s right. You belong to fucking me.” He grits out once more slamming you feverishly down onto him with each stroke. Holding you flush against him while he paints your insides full of his warm cum. His head is thrown back, chest heaving, while sweat drips down his chest, traveling over his abs and splashing down onto your swollen, cum filled pussy.

Your legs feel like overcooked noodles and fall from around his waist, you let out a small hiss at the feeling, your body slinking back against your mattress completely. Closing your eyes you bask in the feeling of your post orgasm mixed with being stuffed full of Mingi.

He thinks you look absolutely ethereal right now, the afterglow shining off of your skin mixed with that dopey smile on your face is enough to make any man kneel at your feet. He’s just lucky that he’s the man that gets to gravel at your feet.

He doesn’t pull out, he remains deep in you, his hands come down to rub at your sore inner thighs, trying to work out any pain in them. You let out a small satisfied groan. He brings your calves to his shoulders, tossing your legs over them. Bringing his hands to rub at your lower back.

“How do you feel, my love?” He says while focusing on rubbing your sore body. A smile graces your face, a smile so big it puts the sun to shame.

“Relaxed and stuffed.” You say while running a hand over your lower stomach. Your eyes flicker to his concentrated face. He lets out a small laugh, hands working their way behind your calves that are dangling on shoulders. He places small kisses on the skin before he goes back to massaging your calves.

“I’m going to be stuffing you all night my love.” He says in between kissing your calves and massaging them. He always had the ability to say the nastiest things with such a loving tone. You bite your lip, eyes darkening. His hands moving down your legs to rest at your hips, before he flips you over, never once pulling out.

His body pushes heavy against your back, his weight on you is mouth watering. One hand hiking your leg up while the other wraps tightly around your throat, pulling your head slightly off of the bed. His lips brush over your neck, sucking bruises into it before nipping at your ear.

“And after this…I’m throwing your birth control in the trash.” He whispers in your ear before hiking your hips up. He lets out a satisfied sigh, breathing in your scent from your neck has him feeling like he’s on cloud nine.

This was going to be a long night, one thing about Mingi when he had his heart and mind set on something he becomes obsessed with it.

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A/N: Starting to realize toxic smut is all I think of😔🙄…idk where the clip is but I saw something on Twitter that said something along the lines of “when Mingi becomes fixated on something he is damn near obsessed with it/that’s all he thinks about.” And idk if that’s a fact or not but the thought of it mentally has my brain in the state of soup😀🤯💣. I love a man who praises the ground I walk on, like that is so OOWWEE! The thought of man being just so obsessed with me only if it’s Mingi tho.I’m packing it uppppp! But idk if that’s the daddy issues talking or…😀🫣 But anywaysssss hope y’all enjoy😚!

DO NOT REPOST.

[wooyoungmybelovedhusband]

Imagine biting down on your fingers while you try hard to make yourself cum from your fingers while daddy!woo sleeps ever so peacefully next to you. Trying not to make a noise as you move your fingers in and out inside you, and letting out a tiny squeak and closing your eyes when he rolls around in his sleep.

And you suddenly let out a gasp when his fingers grip your wrist, pushing your hands away from your cunt. "What the fuck do you think you're doing, princess?" He grunts next to your ear while slapping your cunt hard and rough. You whine loudly, closing your eyes shut as you bury your face into his chest. His arms hold apart your legs, and you shriek loudly when you feel another slap on your clit.

"How many times do I have to tell you, to not fucking touch what's yours? Didn't I fuck some sense into you last time you did this?"

There were slaps momentarily directed onto your clit, the pain soon morphing into pleasure as you were now moaning into his neck. "Who does this pussy belong to, baby?"

"Yours, Daddy!" You scream next to his ear as you cum hard from the pain elicited from the way his hand came down on your womanhood.

[meowjunjun]

Sub kitty Seonghwa :(

YES DONT even get me started with how kitty coded hwa is.

Contains: fem reader, oral (f receiving), riding, pet play, kitty hybrid sub hwa, some sm, SLIGHT non-con, he’s basically a mildly bratty masochistic pillow prince

• such an obedient baby. Will wait at home all day for you to come home with a pretty collar around his neck and a hard on in his pants :(

• so so needy and clingy….

• expect constant texts when you’re not with him… Goodmorning/goodnight texts, asking about what you’re doing, making sure you’re eating well… alongside a bunch of hearts and emoticons of course

• the second you’re through the door the sweet thing will be all over you. nuzzling into your neck, enjoying your scent while he subconsciously gets hard again from it. it doesn’t help that you’re scratching behind his ears, that’s where he’s sensitive :(

• but can you blame him for getting all desperate? poor baby has been alone all day, waiting for you to come home.. napping in your shared bed and being patient like the good kitty he is, even though he needs you oh so bad

• gets a bit bratty sometimes, but only when he wants a punishment from you. he’s always fairly obedient, but if he’s in the mood for you to rough him up you best bet he’s gonna act up.

• whether it’s bothering you and interrupting your work or touching himself without permission, he knows how to get on your nerves. And good.

• it doesn’t go unnoticed how his ears twitch and face turns red when you raise your voice at him. or how he starts subtly covering his crotch with his hands.

• you know why he does this, but he still gets shy when it actually happens.. what did he expect?

• make sure to hurt him when he acts up, but not too much. poor kitty has a low pain tolerance, even though he loves the feeling so much :(

• dig your nails into his neck/back, gently slap his cute cock, tug on his hair… he loves hearing himself say “no, please stop..”, even though he wants more. Just to egg you on like the brat he can be. He just loves feeding into your sadistic side <3

• can be such a pillow prince sometimes. EXCEPT when it comes to eating you out, god he could spend hours between your legs.

• but besides that…. sorry, you’ll be doing all the work.

• he just loves how warm and tight you feel around him when you ride him, and how soft your hands are when you get him off, can you blame him?

• so bad at eating pussy but in THE hottest way possible. it’s almost like he does it for his own pleasure, just because he gets off on the taste of you. giving kitten licks to your clit, lapping at your hole.. he’s adorable

• LETS OUT THE CUTEST LITTLE MEWLS AND WHINES. he’s js so noisy and doesn’t even realize 😭

[thetypingpup]

*wakes up in a cold sweat*

playing with bad boy!seonghwa, pinning him against the wall, reaching into his pants and jerking him off. you cover his mouth with your other hand, telling him to keep quiet, feeling his cock twitch in your hands with every stern command muttered from your lips. he bucks up into your hand everytime you harshly tell him to "shut the fuck up", eyes sliding shut, embarrassed by how much your abrasive bossiness turns him on. he cums hard in his pants, his head tilting back, his back arching, his knees damn near giving out, the zippers on his jacket jingling as his body shudders. you lick up the release that smears your hands and tell him you'll text him later, leaving him completely disheveled. with his dark leather pants, no one can see the mess he made, but he can certainly feel it with every step he takes. the humiliation has his face red and his cock hardening again in no time, already craving your touch again.

*goes back to sleep*

[imrllytootiredforthis]

just thinking abt how pretty wooyoung is

about grabbing his chin roughly, just the way he likes it and pulling him in with a smirk before slotting your lips against his

kissing him sloppily, messily.

biting at his lips and sucking on his tongue, fingers digging into his skin so hard that he moans before shoving him off of you and turning on your heel,

leaving him dazed, his eyes hazy and his chin soaked with a mix of both of your spit.

before he shakes his head and chases after you like a dutiful puppy to his owner.

[joongbin]

➤ TOO MUCH ? - K. HJ

꒰ making HongJoong cum blanks while fucking in to him.

+ pairings: kim hongjoong x male reader

× warnings: degradation, hair pulling, rough sex, hongjoong cums for like the nth time.

# genre: smut. (drabble)

& i needed a little break from writing ot8 so err heres hongjoong smut

The sight was beautiful. Seeing your dear boyfriend broken from you just made you feel something.

“ Fuck- ” HongJoong's body shook, cumming for the nth time already, clawing on to the fabric of your bed's mattress.

His hair was disheveled and his eyes were puffy from crying due to the immense amount of pleasure that was given to him.

“ aren't you just a fucking slut? ” your pace was consistent, it just made his mind go wild at how you even kept it as it was a few minutes ago.

HongJoong nodded and muttered incoherent words of how he was only a slut for you, and something along those lines. His ass was red, and his cock was leaking endless precum.

You loved it.

He just had to make you jealous by ignoring you and playing his phone. You didn't really know what his first intentions were, but it wasn't like he was gonna remember anyways.

You grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling it and getting close to his face. He looked at you, silently begging you to just make him cum again. He didn't even know if he could cum anymore, but all he knew is that he just wanted to feel good.

“ wanna cum again, angel? ” you whisper in to ear, he nodded with a whine as you wrapped your fingers around his cock and started giving him a handjob.

He couldn't even process what happened after he came again. You stopped fucking him after cumming in to him for the 3rd time, pulling out and laying him down on the bed.

“ so .. tired .. ” HongJoong's words were sloppy, and you could barely even make out what he was saying, but seeing his body covered in sweat and his own cum was like seeing the best view on a mountain.

“ oh? but baby, we're not done yet. ”

[swallowedbymadness]

「 ✦ so good at being bad ✦ 」

Pairing: dom!wooyoung x sub!fem!reader

Genre: ⛓️ smutty smut smuttttttt ⛓️

Summary: Wooyoung surprises you with a pretty little gift one night.

Word Count: 3.8k

A/N: I HAVE RETURNED FROM THE DEPTHS OF COLLEGE HELL. Not really bc spring semester just started. BUT. I am here with some plotless smut for you. If you’ve read my writing before, you know I love a good romance. But honestly, this video has been rotting my brain for a solid month and it has inspired this little fic. 🫠 also I firmly believe we need more dom woo bc he gives off this vibe at times and it’s not praised enough. You cannot change my mind.

18+ content, so please, minors DNI. Enjoy! 🤍

Warnings: bdsm - restraints, collar (called a choker for the most part), pet names (fr - baby & darling), a tiny bit of throat grabbing, and jung wooyoung bc he himself is a whole warning. 😵‍💫

Proofread: Yes! But you already know…if you see a mistake, no you don’t. Proofread this at like 6am so no guarantees lol

‘How the hell did I end up here?’ You found yourself wondering as you listened intently to a story that you wouldn’t normally find interesting, but for some reason it was tonight. Probably because of who was telling it. Your eyes were lost in dark pools of chocolate as you listened to the man sitting directly across from you as he was animatedly telling you about his day. Your head was resting in your hand and your heart was slowly pounding uncomfortably in your chest as you watched the way he got so submerged in his tellings.

You were sitting prettily at the breakfast bar inside of the loft that belonged to who was supposed to be a one night stand ages ago. However, there were now candles burning, music playing lowly in the background and two almost empty wine glasses sitting in front of you under the simply lit lights that hung above the two of you.

‘Yeah…’ you thought. ‘This definitely turned into something…more.’ You tried recalling where exactly your heart took over your logic of the situation. Was it when he asked you how you liked your coffee the next morning after a quickie the night prior? Was it when he actually kept his word and called you the next day? Or maybe it was the date he asked to take you on so he could get to know you on a level more than physical. Either way, you couldn’t pinpoint the moment you started associating his eyes to milk chocolate or remembering that his hair smelled like pears. Or even when you had started adoring the mole under his eye. You had no idea, but it threw you into a mild sense of panic when you caught yourself staring at him for longer than you should, and the way his finger shocked you when he reached for your hand while walking you home after date number three.

It was a lot to take in.

You didn’t think you would ever in a million years be caught up with someone like Jung Wooyoung. He was classy and dripping with solid gold sex appeal. He carried himself so elegantly and was anything but innocent like the picture his eyes liked to paint. He was a lion, and he had sought you out as his prey one night at the rooftop bar you never attended prior to your friend’s birthday party in the spring. It was there that he showed up, and when he noticed you it was like he had a target painted on you because he would not look away. He ended up buying you a drink and how could you refuse such charm when he offered you a good time that evening?

The one lesson you learned that evening was that it was not going to be your last night moaning his name in ecstasy against his black silk sheets with the city’s skyline glowing in from his floor to ceiling windows. No…you quickly learned the one thing about Jung Wooyoung that had you baited like a fish on a hook the moment his feline eyes set in on you. The man was insatiable, and you would give him exactly what he craved — you.

He couldn’t get enough of you after that, this you convinced yourself of. And if you had any doubts prior to now, they were long gone by now. The memory of how he groaned as he licked you clean after making a mess of his face while his tongue was buried deep inside your walls. Especially when you recalled how you writhed underneath him when his fingers danced along your overstimulated clit before plunging deep inside you to make you feel so so full. It was a constant that replayed in your head like a rerun.

“Everything okay?” His teasing voice snapped you out of the memory and brought you back to the breakfast bar. You repositioned on top of your stool uncomfortably once you felt your panties damp and walls throbbing at the vivid memory.

“Oh, yeah. I’m good.” You took a sip of your drink, welcoming the bitter taste on your tongue as a temporary distraction to prevent your thoughts from wandering again.

“You sure? Thought I lost you for a minute there.” His coy smile lured a faint blush out and to dust along your cheeks.

“I’m right here.” You confirmed, swallowing as you took him all in when he nodded and stood up from his stool. You were too nervous earlier to really take a good look at him and really see him.

He looked absolutely sinful in his black skin-tight suit pants clinging to him like they were painted on. He had a gorgeous high neck black lace blouse tucked into them, leaving nothing to the imagination. The silver dangling from his ears shined in the moonlight coming in through his window with the dazzling light of the moon that was watching over you. You had to tell yourself not to stare at the birth mark on his bottom lip for too long.

An impossible task, really.

“I got you something.” He had walked over to a table just behind his couch and picked up a present wrapped to perfection. He set it down in front of you, his eyes soft but full of something dark as he watched you open the black box that was decorated with red ribbon ties around it. You could feel the desire he felt for you in the air; it was tense and your heart picked up its pace at the sight of what was in the box. “Do you like it?” He’d asked. “I thought you would look absolutely radiant in them.”

You couldn’t answer right away, your mouth going dry and the heat beginning to build in the pit of your stomach as butterflies swarmed manically in your chest.

“They’re beautiful. But what is all this for?” You definitely could not miss how the lace trimmed collar matched the blouse that adorned his chest.

“Oh I think you know.”

“Well, I know what their functionality is, but why did you-” before you could finish, Wooyoung slid the box away from you and in front of himself. With a twirl of his finger, he motioned you to turn around. You swiveled yourself around on top of the stool you sat upon, the confusion still showing across your features as you heard the faint clanking of the dainty chains in the box.

“Because,” you stared at the wall in front of you and felt the palm of his hand splay over your throat, his hand barely squeezing to get your heart pumping and the arousal in your abdomen start vibrating. Wooyoung took his other hand and placed the choker around your neck and fastened it from the back for you.

“You already look so beautiful underneath me,” he began, his hands making their way to the sleeves of your dress and pulling them down until it was halfway off. He stared down at your breasts, your nipples hardening as the heat between your legs intensified with the way his hands felt against your bare skin. That fueled the demon, it woke the beast inside, and he suddenly felt that insatiable hunger take over.

“But I just couldn’t help myself…” he yanked on the chain a bit to prompt you to turn yourself around again. “Black really is your color, darling.” His eyes locked in on the choker that was now adorning your neck and you saw his nostrils flare. “My god…You’re breathtaking.” He proclaimed under his breath, but you weren’t sure if it was said intentionally to you or if it was a break in his dominating presence.

His fingers trailed down your sternum and feather light caresses were given along the underside of your breasts. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours softly, allowing you two to get a good pace going before expertly slipping his tongue past your eager lips. The first taste of you in his tongue sent him into an animalistic frenzy, groaning into your mouth and the taste of the wine that lingered on your tongue was enough to get him drunk on you.

His hands reached your hips, pulling you flush against his chest and pressing your back into the counter as one hand began making art on your side with his nails — the scratches deep enough to cause the skin to puff and turn a slight angry shade of red, but not enough to inflict any pain.

‘Just enough to claim’ he thought, the obsessive observation not allowing him to think about anything else until he noticed your dress was still hiding you from him.

This wouldn’t do.

He pushed the remainder of the dress down until it hit the floor and you stepped out of it, flinging it out of sight with your foot. His mouth never left your body while his hand reached behind you to grab hold of the two black leather cuffs and bring them between the two of you. He broke his lips apart from yours and saw how blown out your eyes had become just from kissing him. He knew his devilish smirk wouldn’t be missed by you, no matter what state you were in mentally right now.

“Do you trust me?” His voice was barely a whisper as he looked down at the leather in his hands and then back up at you while holding the sultriest gaze. You nodded slowly, your breath beginning to pick up as you felt a spike of adrenaline kick in out of pure excitement. He grinned, taking one of your wrists delicately into his hand and securing one of the cuffs around it.

Once both were secured and your wrists were bound in front of you, he tugged gently at the chain on your choker and twirled you back around slowly, pressing your nearly naked form against the cold countertop. You felt him bend over you, pressing himself against you and completely caging you in with his arms. You heard him inhale sharply when his front pressed up against your ass, the stiffness in his trousers obvious now.

“Ready for this?” He purred into your ear, his lips ghosting your lobe teasingly while his warm breath against the shell of your ear sent a cold shiver shooting down your spine causing the pit of your stomach to feel like boiling hot magma. You clenched your legs together, hoping the dampness between them wasn’t obvious but by the way he chuckled, you knew that was no longer possible.

You felt his fingers dancing lightly across your electrified skin, dragging up and down your arms until they reached your sides. You could hear his light panting between soft pecks to your exposed shoulder blades, his tongue slowly gliding along the skin over the protruding bone, followed by a bite into the plush flesh of your shoulder. You felt the way his body was being pressed against yours more and more as his mouth worked to paint his blank canvas beautiful shades of blues and purples from every love bite he created on your back. You relished in how he felt almost needy and just as desperate to be touching you as much as humanly possible. The need to claim your body as his was evident and it sent you into a hazy spiral.

The irresistible heat that had made your heart race a million miles a minute returned when you felt his weight against you. His chest being flush with your back as he rubbed himself shamelessly against your ass left you breathless, the heated weight of him on top of you and the chill of the marble underneath was intoxicatingly delicious.

You felt as his bulge quickly became fully grown and started pulsating — awaiting to be touched and aching for your attention. You were too lost in your own pleasure to even notice that he had started slowly grinding against your ass, small whimpers falling from his swollen lips as he kept you pinned to the counter, allowing the friction from his trousers to rub him just right.

You dared not look back in fear of what you would see. He was lost in the way you made his body feel, and you knew exactly how primal his features would look if you did.

The weight of him on you soon lessened as he started running his hands down your sides and soon his hands gripped each ass cheek, squeezing them a few times before his fingers hooked into the lace at your hips. You quickly felt his hot breath against your hip bone and his teeth graze the sensitive skin. He began pulling your panties down, and you finally found the courage to look down and saw him dragging the dainty lace down with his fingers and his teeth. Once they were at the floor, you felt a rush of heat sweep over your abdomen as the warmth began to pool from within, preparing to burst at the right moment…when he decided it was time.

You heard him hum, pleased at the sight in front of him. He was now on his knees, and he tapped your leg to get your attention.

“Turn around for me, pretty baby.” He cooed. You immediately turned yourself around and were met with his hungry eyes from below. He looked at your damp pussy and licked his lips, spreading your legs just enough to fit between them a little.

You leaned back against the counter and met with the hard marble again, this time not as cold from it being warmed up by you.

“I’ve been waiting to eat you up all day.” He growled before pulling your lips apart slowly and gliding his tongue along your slit agonizingly slow. When you felt the warm plush muscle glide across your already slick folds, you felt the sharp jab of arousal slam into your core and it knocked the wind out of you.

“Oh, Woo…” you couldn’t find it in you to finish the sentence you had just lost from the fog that took over your thoughts as your only focus was the sensational pleasure his mouth was giving you. Like a kitten, he licked and licked and licked in small flicks of his tongue on every sensitive spot he made a point of memorizing.

When his dark chocolate eyes met yours again, he was melting at the way his name spilled uncontrollably, desperately and monumentally from your lips. How it was caressed by drawn out moans, and the way your back arched against the dark grey marble swirls underneath your glistening skin. He tugged at the chain attached to your collar and pulled you forward so your core was pressing against his smirking mouth as it devoured you like a starved man. His flouncy hair hung low over his eyes as he made a meal out of you, the constant slurping noises and groans of approval vibrating against your sensitive skin made you dizzy. He reached a hand up and pulled on the silver chain again when he noticed you had become silent. A small yelp escaped from your agape mouth at the small tug against your neck.

“Wanna hear you, baby.” He pleaded against your pulsating core, his voice unassuming of what he was truly capable of. Wooyoung demanded your attention in all forms — he exuded an overwhelming amount of confidence that screamed sex, which had your cunt dripping since day one.

“Wanna hear you scream my name.” He cooed with his mouth full of you, his hazy eyes looking up at you half lidded as he worked you in every single way he had learned how.

Oh…fuck,” you cursed under your breath once he had slid two fingers inside of your saturated walls. The way you swallowed his fingers with a vice grip. “Woo please.” You whined as his fingers were slowly inserted and dragged back out agonizingly slow and rubbing against your rigid walls so deliciously. He pulled them out completely before repeating and eventually began to plunge in and out of you at a rapid pace, the heat overwhelming and having you ready to burst like a volcanic eruption.

“Louder.” He instructed, his voice low and demanding. He did not look up at you as he pounded his fingers deep into you and pulled them right back out, letting your walls clench around nothing before sucking his digits right back in again.

“Woo…” you felt the tears begin to form on your lash line with the familiar pleasure peaking in your abdomen. He pulled them back out and put them back in this time but only to the first knuckle, not moving and waiting. The orgasm you begged your body to unleash on you refused to wash over you when his fingers were not inside.

“I said louder!” He commanded, his fingers rubbing around the rim of your hole teasingly before he shoved his tongue deep into your cunt and started fucking you relentlessly.

“Oh my god, WOOYOUNG!” Your legs shook as you kept your back arched as you felt the tide come crashing down on you, a series of moans forcing themselves from your slack mouth. You felt like a thousand lightning bolts jolted through your entire body as you succumbed to him and melted into his touch. You didn’t care who heard you beyond the four walls that kept you two hidden from the world. You only cared about the man with his face buried deep in your pussy as he licked every last drop of cum that leaked from your stretched hole. Your fingers curled into his hair as you pushed yourself against him to ride your orgasm out on his tongue.

When you came back down from your high that lasted an eternity, you felt him chuckle against you as he allowed you to tremble and shake around him. In the midst of your high you didn’t realize you squeezed your thighs around his face and held him in place and you reached your peak.

“What…what are you laughing at?” You asked, sounding just as spent as you felt. He stood up from in between your legs and that’s when you saw the mess you made of his face, a knowing smirk adorning it as his eyes locked with yours.

Nothing…I’m just surprised is all.” He shrugged as he walked behind the counter into the kitchen and started dampening a washcloth. You hopped up to sit on the counter and waited for him to come back around.

“Surprised at what?” You leaned back a bit and your eyebrow shot up slightly while you waited for him to reply.

“I didn’t realize I would be getting a pair of earmuffs in the middle of summer.”

“What do you-” you paused, the light visibly flicking on above your head when you understood. “Oh my god!” You felt your cheeks heat up instantly at the realization. “Are you referring to…”

“The death grip you had on my face with your thighs? Oh I absolutely am.” He smiled teasingly as he crouched back down in front of you and started running the warm washcloth along your now heated skin as he cleaned you up. He wiped away what he couldn’t get with his mouth and was so gentle.

“I am…so…so sorry.” You leaned back embarrassed, covering your face with your hands and hoping you would just evaporate on the spot.

“Why? You completely let go and…” he grabbed your wrists and undid your cuffs. He looked up at you through his lashes, and you noticed a light sheen of sweat sticking to his skin. “You liquidized right into my hands; you surrendered yourself completely to me in that moment and allowed your body to naturally react to the pleasure. If that’s not trust, then I don’t know what is.” He booped the tip of your nose with his finger and chuckled under his breath. “It’s what every dom dreams of witnessing when playing.”

“Wait- are you a dom?”

“You could say that.” He chuckled at your surprised expression, but something in you always knew he was fit for the role when his presence entered a room way before he ever did.

“Oh darling, you only got a taste of what I can do to you. For you.” He lightly caressed your cheek with the back of his hand, his feline eyes glowing with something you didn’t know but wanted to experience. His touch felt like the heat of a thousand suns against your skin as he leaned down and firmly pressed his lips to yours, his tongue swiping against your bottom lip and so you could get the faintest taste yourself on him.

You would never admit that you liked the taste of yourself on his tongue.

At least not out loud, anyway.

“But only if you want it. I know this isn’t for everyone, but I would never force you into something you aren’t comfortable with.” He stared into your eyes and held eye contact to make sure every word he just spoke registered.

“I’ve been looking for someone for a long time who matches my rhythm…someone like you.” He continued, his gaze never wavering. “Honestly, I can’t bear the thought of you with anyone but me. I’m not sure when this started, but now that it has it’s a thirst I can’t quench. It’s a hunger I can’t control. I’ve accepted this because all I know is that I need you.” He tucked a strand of loose hair behind your ear and his smile was soft and kind and romantic in a way you were used to seeing him now. It made your heart race even more.

“However, I will respect your wishes if you’d prefer to keep this casual.” You felt your eyes widen slightly at his confession. As he waited for an answer, he reached behind you with both hands to untie your choker. You felt the fabric loosen from around your neck and fall into his hands much like you had.

“Jung Wooyoung…are you asking me if I want us to be exclusive?” You couldn’t help the way the corners of your mouth curled up as your heart grew wings in that moment.

“I am, yes.” He confirmed as he put the delicate lace back in the box that sat on the countertop still.

“Well then…” you grab the cuffs that he had discarded back into the box and dangle them in between the two of you. “you better put these back on. I don’t think I’m done being ruined by you yet.”

“I haven’t even ruined you yet...” He stated, the mole on his lip coming into view when his dashing smile reappeared and his eyes darkened when looking at you. “And no…we were only taking a short break. I’m nowhere near done with you yet.” His voice was low and husky as it vibrated against his sternum, his inner lion pounding at his rib cage to be unleashed once again.

“Yes, sir.” You leaned back, eyes hooded and sultry, spreading your legs for him to see that you had already made a small mess on the counter just for him.

Because of him.

He stood up and pressed himself against you, grabbing your throat ever so lightly as he leaned in. You closed your eyes ready to feel his plush lips meet yours, only you were never met with the touch. Instead, his lips ghosted over yours so you could feel his barely-there panting as he held you in place. You could feel his aching member against your thigh as he stood against you.

“You’re so good at being bad...”