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Treasure - MATZ his precious treasure

THIS SERIES IS MATURE! MINORS DNI! MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED!

⊹ 4k words ⊹ alpha!seonghwa x beta!male!reader x packomega!hongjoong. ᭡ smut. mdni.

✧ a/n: hello darlings, thank you for waiting. you can see that this chapter is heavily inspired by the two amazing writers i have previously mentioned in the preview chapter. i'm not good at writing long chapters, and please bear with me if there is any language mistakes. anyway, happy lunar birthday to me. i hope you will be happy with this piece of work, i did try my best. for all the ateez fanboys out there, i gotchu (i hope). thank you for the 300 followers too.

special mention to @sousydive for your unwavering support, and if this series is welcomed i'll expand it for you and to all other readers.

thank you @minkilicious, @yourfatherlucifer, @gong-fourz, @hongthoven and @owlbeforesunset for recommendation of songs!

⊂ content: not your traditional a/b/o dynamic, daddy/mommy kink, mommy!hwa supremacy, powerbottom!hongjoong, softdom!seonghwa, sub!switch!reader, bigdick!hwa, unprotected sex (wrap it before you do it), spanking, edging, orgasm denial, dacryphilia, spit kink, praise kink, breeding kink, oral sex (given), somnophilia (just a little), joong has a pussy, creampie, dirty talk, spanking, marking, brief appearence of omega!wooyoung, mentions of other ateez members, cum drinking, petnames (little treasure, beta), hair pulling, choking, a little bit of obsession element, muzzle wearing, badly written smut in all, mating bites/claim of reader by matz. ✦ network: @newworldnet

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Hongjoong's heart melted at the sight of the beta Seonghwa had just bought. The beta pushed himself to the corner of the cage, his doe eyes staring at them curiously from behind the bars. Despite the pet trader's continued chatter, not a word registered in Hongjoong's mind as he was captivated by the vulnerability and innocence radiating from the beta.

His beta.

Seonghwa, noticing his love's fixation on the pet, nodded discreetly at the trader. Sensing the unspoken command, the trader promptly ceased his chatter and took his leave with a respectful bow to Hongjoong, then Seonghwa.

Once the trader exited, Hongjoong approached the cage. He crouched down carefully, his eyes focused on you. "Hello there, treasure," he murmured softly, extending a hand toward you with gentle reverence. A spark of delight lit up his eyes as you slowly moved towards him, your cute nose twitching curiously at his scent. "Nice to meet you," he whispered, his voice filled with warmth and affection.

You opened your mouth to reply, but confusion clouded your thoughts. In the training center, you were taught that all omegas were to be addressed as 'Mistress', while alphas were to be addressed as 'Master'. However, that was based on the hierarchical structure of packs, where alphas led. But Hongjoong's pack was different; it was led by an omega. The uncertainty lingered in your mind, unsure of what title to use when addressing him.

"I'm your Daddy, treasure. That's your Mommy," Hongjoong's voice was gentle as he seemed to read your mind, introducing himself and Seonghwa. "You will address us as such, won't you, treasure?" he asked, his tone tender and inviting. You nodded, completely entranced by his beauty. Hongjoong's smile widened, radiating warmth and reassurance as he gently coaxed you out of the cage. "Come to Daddy," he murmured softly, his voice a soothing melody.

You felt as though you were under a spell, drawn irresistibly into the omega's embrace. He cooed sweetly, his touch tender as he fondly patted your hair. "That's Daddy's good boy..." He praised, his fingers curled around your chin to tilt your head up. "Open your mouth, treasure. Daddy will reward you."

You opened your mouth obediently. Hongjoong gathered up his saliva and spit it into your mouth. Without him prompting, you swallowed it desperately, as though it is the sweetest honeyed water you've ever drank. You feel Hongjoong's hand slide down to your caged cock, then to your plugged hole. The cool tips of his fingers gently teased your rim, making your muscles tense around that area.

Regardless, you remember to thank him. "T-thank you, Daddy." You whispered. Hongjoong's eyes were full of adoration as he patted your cheek. "Such a polite boy, too. You've really aced your training, like the trader said."

"Now, my Love," Seonghwa's voice resonated from the couch, and you startled, diving into Hongjoong's arms. Hongjoong shot a glare in Seonghwa's direction, his hand continuing to pat your back soothingly. "Hwa, you scared my treasure," he scolded gently, while Seonghwa let out an apologetic whine. "Sorry, omega," he apologized quickly. "But we have to leave. The pups are waiting to see our pet."

You were stunned. Never had you ever heard or seen an alpha so submissive, let alone being submissive to an omega. Hongjoong hummed in response, his gaze lingering on your outfit. "Tell me, do you like diamonds, my treasure?" he asked, his eyes glinting with anticipation.

You spent the ride back to the Kim's estate perched on Hongjoong's lap, a delicate diamond-studded collar adorning your unblemished neck. Hongjoong murmured praises into your ear, his words sending shivers down your spine as you hungrily suckled on the cock-shaped gag in your mouth. It took some time for you to adjust to it, but by the time you had settled on his thighs and laid comfortably against his fur coat, you were beginning to enjoy it.

Hongjoong's fingers have long replaced the small plug in your slicked up hole. He had been fingering you lazily throughout the ride, stretching you as he told you how much of a good boy you were for him, and how much the puppies would want to claim you when they saw you, but Hongjoong would be the first, followed by Seonghwa. Hongjoong told you how much he would spoil you, and one of the pups - San - had already begun to design your cock cages. You listened to him sleepily, occasionally letting out a high-pitched whine when he jabbed at your sweet spot.

You must have fallen asleep, because the next thing you knew, you were sitting in the lap of a completely different omega. The scent of spicy musk enveloped you, causing you to freeze up in fear. The stranger attempted to speak to you, but you couldn't focus on his words. Tears welled up in your eyes as you struggled against him, frantically searching for your Daddy. Panic surged through you, and all you wanted was to find the safety and comfort of the one omega with the scent of roses.

But Hongjoong was nowhere in sight, and the absence of his comforting presence only heightened your distress. The stranger was startled by your state, calling out a name as he attempted to calm you down. In the midst of the chaos, Seonghwa suddenly appeared, and you instinctively reached out towards him, crying out his name. "Mommy!"

Seonghwa reached for you, the scent of champagne enveloping you as he lifted you into his arms. "Daddy... I want Daddy..." you cried, fat tears rolling down your cheeks as the sweet scent of whipped cream in the air turned sour. Seonghwa's hand wrapped around your small body protectively, a frown furrowing his brow as he turned to the omega. "Wooyoung! What happened?" he demanded, concern evident in his voice as he assessed the situation.

"I swear, hyung, I did nothing!" Wooyoung answered, letting out a whine. "He saw me and started crying!"

Seonghwa's expression softened further, his touch tender as he brushed a comforting hand over your back. "Shh, it's alright, beta," he murmured soothingly, his lips pressing gentle kisses against your tears as he carried you out of the room. You sobbed quietly in his arms, slightly calmed down by his comforting presence as Seonghwa led you down a corridor adorned with opulent decorations. Symbols of roses and a pirate flag were carved onto the marble pillars, the emblem of the Kim pack. Seonghwa carried you into a dark room, laying you onto a big, king-sized bed with black silk bedding.

By the time you stopped sobbing and started to come back to reality, your clothes were removed entirely except for your collar, cage and plug. Seonghwa cooed praises as he wiped your body with a warm cloth, before he gripped your chin and turned your face to him.

"Now, listen to me, beta," Seonghwa said as you hiccuped. "Daddy is busy, so he left you in the care of your Wooyoung hyung-nim. It was rude of you to throw a tantrum like that." He said, his fingers leaving goosebumps as they trailed along your skin. "Mommy is going to punish you on behalf of Daddy. Am I clear?"

Guilt flooded through you at his words. Have you been a bad boy? "Yes, M-mommy. Sorry, Mommy." You replied, your voice shaky in fear of what Seonghwa would do. Your body automatically moves into a presenting position - your chest flat against the bed while your ass high up in the air. Your face was pushed into the small pillow, and you stayed that way, waiting.

Seonghwa watched the little beta present for him, the fabric against his crotch strained as he placed his palm on the beta's ass. The smell of whipped cream seemed more prominent as he slowly pressed into your cheeks, leaving a pink handprint in his wake.

"I'm going to spank you, beta," his hoarse voice traveled from behind you, rubbing your cheeks with little strength. "Ten times, five for each side. I want you to count loudly for me. Am I clear?"

You nodded, swallowing nervously as you anticipated the hit. Seonghwa tutted, pressing into your skin. "I want words, beta."

"Y-yes!"

When Seonghwa's palm came in contact with your left ass cheek, you let out a high-pitched whine, tears gathered around your eyes as you almost fell forwards. SMACK!

"O-one!"

SMACK! "T-two!" SMACK! "T-three...!"

Seonghwa's fingers dug into the side of your hips as he held you still, his other hand coming swiftly in contact with your now burning skin without mercy. Drips of precum spilled through your slit as your cock strained against its cages. Your toes curled into the sheets as your fingers grabbed onto the pillow desperately.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

You are crying again. For Seonghwa, the sight of your tears brought no pity to him. In fact, it aroused him even more, the alpha in him howling to fuck you deep in the sheets until his cum fills your little hole up and claim that pretty neck of yours with dark blue and purple bruises. However, he was acutely aware that such actions would likely incur Hongjoong's wrath, so he dropped the thought and focused on the job at hand.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Ten!" The last number came out as a scream. Seonghwa let go of your hip and you finally crumbled, your cheeks prickled with a searing sensation. "T-thank you, Mommy."

"Such an obedient and polite little beta... Hongjoong surely has a talent for finding the best," his gaze roamed over your now reddened buttocks, his hands rubbing them appreciatively before spreading them. "With such a hungry hole too... You didn't even realize Daddy changed your plug all this time..."

He pressed on the plug in your hole, pushing it in a little more. Your eyes rolled back and your tongue lolled out uncontrollably at the feeling. Seonghwa was right, the plug is now bigger than the training plug you wore almost all the time. Seonghwa's eyes darkened with lust at your reaction, and he pulled the plug out slowly, before watching your hole swallow them hungrily back. "I think you'll just fit my knot just fine, won't you, treasure?"

Your poor cock strained against its cage once more at the thought of Seonghwa's knot filling you up - a thick, veiny alpha cock fitting in your tight little hole, your rim stretched wide and open. Seonghwa, sensing this, cupped his hand over your balls. "You like that idea, don't you, treasure?" He hummed, massaging them slowly as he fucked you with the plug, his pace increasing faster and faster. "Look at you getting so excited. Little treasure wants Mommy's cock and cum to fill you up?"

You nodded, drooling as your nails dug into the sheets once more. "Yes... W-want Mommy's cock t-to fill me up..." You moaned, arching your back and pushing your hips up so the plug could hit deeper. "Want Mommy's k-knot in me..."

Without warning, Seonghwa stopped moving. You let out a sob of frustration, your cock twitching pathetically in the confines of the cage. You were on the verge of coming, but the feeling dissipated as soon as the plug sat unmoving in you.

"Daddy should be here to watch this, treasure." There was a rustling sound, and Seonghwa flipped you over. Your sweaty hair stuck to your face as you looked at him hazily, allowing him to carry you up. "Come, let Mommy wash you up for Daddy. He'll be back soon."

You allowed Seonghwa to dress you up like a child playing with a doll, slipping on a pair of black crotchless panties with red laces over your pink, perky nipples. Seonghwa teasingly tug on them, drawing a yelp out of you. You bit your lower plump lip, glaring at him. "Mommy!"

There was amusement in Seonghwa's eyes as he patted your cheek lovingly. "Be good, beta. Now, are you hungry?"

You nodded in response. Like magic, Seonghwa took out a milk bottle, its teat the shape of a small cock. "Your Yunho hyung-nim prepared this for you, have some before Daddy comes back, hm?" He pushed the teat into your mouth and you began to suckle on it without prompting. The milk in it does not taste like normal creamy cow's milk, instead it tastes slightly musky, with a hint of honey. You drank them down hungrily, as Seonghwa cooed praises.

When Hongjoong entered, you were cradled in Seonghwa's arms like a newborn pup, hungrily drinking from the almost-finished milk bottle. Your eyes lit up when you saw him, and you made grabby hands towards him, abandoning the milk bottle. "D-daddy!"

"Finish this, beta." Seonghwa gently gripped your chin and pushed the teat towards your lips. You quickly latch on to them, eagerly waiting for Hongjoong to come over.

Hongjoong let his expensive mink coat drop to the floor, revealing his slender body fitted in a tight body suit. You hear Seonghwa swallow his saliva above you, distracting you for a second. Seeing that your attention was not on him, Hongjoong scowled, the scent of roses turning thicker in the air.

"Treasure. Look at me." You shuddered at Hongjoong's commanding tone and looked over at him immediately. Hongjoong stalked towards you, crawling onto the bed. You let go of the cock-like teat with a small pop, getting out of Seonghwa's lap and heading for Hongjoong's on all fours instead. "Daddy..."

"I heard the someone was rude towards Wooyoungie just now." You froze a little at his words, your pink tongue poking out to lick your slightly dry lips nervously. "Weren't you, little treasure?"

"I'm sorry, Daddy, Mommy punished me..." You tugged at Hongjoong's ankles pitifully, pressing on his calf with your nose like a little puppy, hoping that Hongjoong would take pity on you like this. Hongjoong raised a brow at Seonghwa, whose eyes were on your buttocks again. The omega's sight lingered on the bulge on Seonghwa's pants and a cold chuckle escaped him. "Alpha."

Seonghwa snapped out of his stupor at Hongjoong's voice, blinking rapidly in response. Hongjoong undressed himself slowly, ignoring the you, who was worshiping at his feet. "What are you looking at?" He growled, revealing his sharp canines.

Seonghwa visibly gulped again, the scent of champagne growing spiking with arousal around him as he bared his neck in submission. How can he forget? Hongjoong chose you as his pet. Even if Seonghwa or any of the pups wants to have you, Hongjoong must grant them the permission.

You're Hongjoong's treasure, until he allows others to share.

Meanwhile, your attention was on Hongjoong's now naked body, and you let out a needy whimper, your attention fixated on Hongjoong's scar-littered skin. Unlike the omega bodies you have seen at the training center, Hongjoong had different shapes and sizes of scars running down his body, but that only makes him more attractive to you. Hesitantly, you stick out your little tongue, licking tentatively at the closest one on his hips.

Hongjoong barely looked at you when he held you by the back of your collar. "Behave, treasure." He warned, his cold eyes still on Seonghwa. "Strip and kneel on the floor, alpha. Hands behind your back."

Seonghwa immediately did as he was told, taking his clothes with ease and kneeling on the ground with his knees spreaded. If you were to turn back you would see his cock standing up, red and angry between his thighs, but Hongjoong kept your attention on him. He took off your collar, his sharp nails tracing the back of your skin. "Pretty treasure..."

Goosebump littered on your skin where his finger had been. You dare not move, waiting patiently for his next command. Hongjoong settled himself in the middle of the bed, his back resting on the soft pillows against the headboard. You knelt as he spread his legs to you, revealing his juicy, rose-smelling cunt. His pretty, caged cock was tied to his abdomen by a leather strap detailed with gold.

"Go on, treasure. Show me what you can do." Hongjoong commanded, watching lazily as you knelt between his thighs. He could feel you giving kitten licks to his cunt, and Hongjoong gripped your hair, guiding you as he glanced at Seonghwa from time to time. "That's i-it, treasure. G-go on, mhmm."

You lapped at his cunt like the thirstiest man on Earth, slurping up his juices like it is your only source of water. Your fingers are gripping his inner thighs for support, leaving red marks on his smooth skin. Hongjoong let out moans at your actions, making you work even harder, wanting to please your omega sire. His cunt tastes like heaven, his juices like the finest rose syrup. You pushed your face closer, your forehead pressing up and your tongue now breaching his walls, flicking it around to taste take everything.

"That's enough." Hongjoong's grip on your hair tightened, pulling you away from his cunt. Your chin glistened with his essence as you whined in response, your big, doe eyes looking up at him pleadingly. "Daddy..."

Seonghwa bit his lower lip, resisting the urge to stroke his angry cock. The sight of his pack omega being pleasured made him roll his eyes up back his head, the combined scents of roses and whipped cream sending him into a frenzy. But he knew he should not even make a single noise, or Hongjoong would just send him out...

He panted, barely suppressing a growl when Hongjoong met his eyes. The younger smirked, gripping on your hair and pulled your hair back, his slick leaking down his thighs as he bared his canines. You feel the tip of his fangs slide on your unmarked skin, ready to pierce through at any moment.

"M-mark me plea-please..." Seonghwa’s eyes traveled to you. You were there like him, kneeling at Hongjoong's feet, begging for him. With a hand, Hongjoong took off your cock cage, and you moaned in response, saliva building at your mouth. "My beta... Mine, mine..." The omega repeated, a crazed look in his eyes as he reached for your cock. It is not as big as Seonghwa’s, yet it was still a size that Hongjoong did not expect. "All mine... my treasure..." He chanted, both his hands now on your neck, forcing you to lie down.

Hongjoong straddled you, his hands moving to your shoulders as he lowered himself on you in one stroke. Seonghwa growled at the scene, his eyes turning red as he fidgeted in his spot. Hongjoong moaned loudly, his fingernails digging into the back of your shoulders he lowered himself down and bit your neck.

You were sent into a state of ecstasy, a bond now linking you and Hongjoong. Tears rolled down your neck as you began to thank Hongjoong incoherently as he brought himself down on your, the inside of his walls squeezing your cock so hard that you thought you were going to lose it. "T-thank you, Da-daddy... Mhmm... Can't... Can't..."

Hongjoong licked the patch of skin with his bite, lifting himself up and dropping down on you as his lips latched onto yours, shutting you up. Obediently you let him explore your caverns, your hands holding on to his hips to support him. Hongjoong suckled on your tongue, and when he pulled away, a long silvery strand still connected to the both of you.

"Gon-gonna come!" You warned, as a familiar feeling rose in your lower abdomen. Hongjoong stopped his actions at your words, flipping you over so you are laying on him.

"Hwa." Seonghwa's eyes snapped to Hongjoong with rapid attention. The omega moaned as he laid on his back, your cock hitting deep inside him. "C-come here." You feel his hands reach down to your buttocks, spreading your cheeks out. You couldn't help but squeeze tighter on the plug at his action. "Tog-together. Muzzle first."

Seonghwa moved at the speed of lightning. One moment he was still kneeling, and before you could do as much as letting out another pant, Seonghwa was already behind you, a muzzle on his face as his scent of champagne engulfed you whole.

That is when your hazy brain registered the fact that Seonghwa was going to fuck you as you fuck Hongjoong.

Your lips went dry at the thought of the alpha's cock. Would he even fit you? What if your little, tight and almost-virgin hole gets ripped into half because of him? Your lips closed around Hongjoong's nipples, sucking on them as you feel the plug being removed, leaving your hole gaping and empty. Ready to be filled.

Seonghwa groaned, sticking a finger into your hole, then two. You squeaked, drawing a moan from Hongjoong as he bit on your shoulder, his eyes boring into Seonghwa’s. The older withdrew his fingers and held it in front of Hongjoong, who let go of your raw shoulders and swallowed his fingers instead. “Yummy… Whipped cream…”

In one stroke, Seonghwa entered you. You let go of Hongjoong’s nipple, throwing your head back as your hips snapped, pushing your cock up into Hongjoong. The omega moaned, his back arched as his lips found your neck and bit into them again. Seonghwa pulled out, his hand supporting your lower stomach and pushed right back in, making you jerk into Hongjoong once more.

“Too much… M-mommy please!” You babbled. Everything is overstimulating you, - the pain from your neck, how Hongjoong is squeezing you, how Seonghwa’s cock is dragging over in your own walls. “Gonna c-cum, Da-daddy… Please… M-mommy… Please please please…”

“Pretty beta going to come for Mommy?” Seonghwa’s thrusts are turning sloppier as you begged for release, having been denied twice earlier. Hongjoong unlocked his jaw from the almost bleeding skin on your neck, his lips now kissing your earlobes instead. “In m-me, treasure.”

With his words you came with a cry, the scent of whipped cream now elevating as thick spurts of cum painted Hongjoong’s walls. The omega moaned, clamping down on you as his own release crashed down. Seonghwa let out a growl, his muzzle stopping him from biting your neck as his knot expanded in you, a bulge forming in your lower stomach.

The three of you laid panting on the messy and sweat-soaked bed, Hongjoong pushing you sideways so Seonghwa crashed onto the sheets alongside you, now holding your cock cage. You let out a sigh as you slid out of Hongjoong, tiredly watching as your limp cock was locked back into the cage while your mixed essence with Hongjoong’s seeped onto the bed sheets.

“After your knot deflates, run a shower for us, wouldn’t you, hyung?” Hongjoong muttered sleepily, pressing little kisses onto your face as you let out soft whines, your nose buried into your Daddy’s scent glands. Seonghwa hummed in response, reaching over to offer his lips. Hongjoong kissed them happily, as the scent in the room calmed down.

“...and he just cried!” Wooyoung shrieked, as San rolled his eyes from behind the table. “Like, cried! I swear I didn’t do shit!”

“Maybe he’s just too overwhelmed, or he might have imprinted on Hongjoong hyung only.” Yunho suggested as he placed a hand on the worked up omega’s shoulder to calm him down. “Don’t worry, Woo, you’ll get to know him better after the hyungs introduce him to us.”

Wooyoung’s lips formed a pout. San cleared his throat. “Well, I got the design for his first collar ready.” He announced proudly, waving a sheet of paper in front of Wooyoung’s face. The younger’s eyes lit up, quickly snatching the design from San. “Let me see!”

A few sketches laid across the page, yet one prominent one stood out. It was a collar adorned with diamonds, the emblem of the Kim Pack printed on its front. On the inner side of the collar, a word was written on it. Yunho leaned towards Wooyoung to see, reading the word out softly.

“Treasure.”

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brrrkdslek · 9 months

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HYUNG'S SECRET! O.O

❒ psh x male! reader

❒ porn w plot

❒ dry humping, raw sex, mommy kink, kinda somnophilia, recording, pet names, nipple play, possessive hwa, belly-bulge, creampie

❒ you discover your seonghwa hyung's secret and one thing leads to another.

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you have a problem. so your current room was yours. since there are nine members, the staff decided to do a lucky draw to see which member would get a room all to themselves. and guess what? you got it of course.

sometimes the members would sneak in and cuddle you at night and you never minded. in fact, you loved cuddling with your members. they all held a soft spot for you as you were the youngest and last member to join.

but recently something weird was happening. you'd wake up most mornings covered in sweat, and your thighs and shorts would be covered in- what even is it? you didn't know.

you just think it's some weird shit you do when you sleep, but how wrong you were.

the members all had split schedules for the day. you would sometimes come across a few members and talk for a bit before moving on, but throughout the entire day you barely saw your seonghwa hyung.

you brushed it off as everyone's schedules were packed and busy, so you thought nothing of it.

seonghwa was the last to arrive back to the dorms. he sighed tiredly as he entered, placing down his things before making his way into the living room, where he found you cuddled up between yeosang and yunho, watching a movie.

seonghwa's blood boiled as he saw yeosang lay against your neck, and yunho's hand gripping your thighs gently. however you didn't seem to mind, instead you smiled more at the affection. which angered him even more.

seonghwa had always held this possessive behaviour towards you. he knew you way back during middle school. you were a few grades below him and always looked up to him, his heart would swell whenever you would run up to him yelling 'hyung!' and telling him all about your day.

not that he hated his members, he just hated how touchy they were with you. you were his, damn it. he knew you longer, been with you longer. heck, he was the one who brought you into kq in the first place.

seonghwa rolled his eyes as he went into his shared bedroom with hongjoong, unpacking his things.

he shouldn't be doing this. seonghwa knew how bad it was, how much trouble he'd get in. but he couldn't help himself.

he wrapped his arms around your waist, big spooning you as he rubbed his hard erection along your plump ass. he reached under your baggy tshirt, playing with your nipple as you let out a quiet whimper in your sleep.

he took a deep whiff when he buried his face against your nape, he moaned. god, you smelled heavenly. he almost came as he heard you let out a breathy moan.

you blink a few times, adjusting to the darkness as you felt something rub at your ass. you stayed silent as you blushed furiously. you bit the edge of your pillowcase as you held back moans.

you could feel yourself get harder. seonghwa leaned forward and nibbled at your ear, "oh fuck-! my darling n/n, hyung's sorry- ugh~ shit! fuck, i love you so damn much." seonghwa sucked at your neck, marking you as his.

he stopped and slid his cock between your thighs, squeezing him perfectly. "oh- n/n you were made for me, see how perfectly we fit with each other? fuckkk~ you feel so good, taking such good care of your hyung."

he thrusted messily as his tip rubbed against your leaking cock every now and then. both of his hands moved to fiddle with your chest, he pulled and twisted your nipples, massaging the flesh of your chest. you whimpered as he bit down on your neck once again.

there's no way seonghwa hyung would do this. there's no way, right? of course you recognise his voice, you knew it was him but you just just couldn't believe he would do something like this. you weren't disgusted at all, the opposite actually.

"fuck- n/n, mommy's gonna cum! cum with me, okay?" seonghwa put his hand into your shorts, stroking your hard cock gently. you bit your lip at the feeling of his callous fingers, you were so fucked. god, why did he have to call himself that? it made you feel all weird and shit.

"ugh~ you're mommy's boy, aren't you? you're mine. mine, mine, mine! fuck- you belong to me, and i belong to you. i- i'll do anything for you, baby," seonghwa kissed your neck lovingly as you feel your orgasm nearing at his possessive tone.

"i love you so much, n/n-! so please, love me too! mommy will take care of you and love you- ah! fuck, you feel so good..." seonghwa teared up, moaning beautifully before cumming all over your thighs.

you came into your short right after, tears sliding down your face. you felt so good, so needed, so loved.

you panted as your eyelids became heavy, just then seonghwa flipped you on your back as you stared back at him with half-lidded eyes. he smirked and kissed your forehead, "go to sleep, it's all a dream..." seonghwa covered your eyes, lulling you back to sleep.

you woke up clean for the first time in forever. bits and pieces of last night coming back to you as you became flustered.

you guys had a fan meeting to attend today. you were pumped and excited to see your lovely atinys, you jumped around with wooyoung as you neared the stage.

the meeting flew by so quickly. you met a lot of nice atinys that gifted you plushies, your favourite! you and the members began answering some questions from a mystery box filled by atinys.

"okay atinys, it's time for our maknae to pick his question!" san taunted as he handed you the box, you swayed your hand around it for a while before picking out a small slip of paper.

you opened it and read exactly as it said, "is seonghwa your mommy...?" the crowd roared and cheered as you stood, flustered. seonghwa smirked and wrapped his arms around your waist, face dangerously close to yours.

"aww, you're all flustered n/n~ do you like mommy that much?" the crowd along with a few members screeched at the sudden comment. your hands rested on his forearms as you stared at anywhere else but him, "uh- yeah of course i like you hyung, what are you talking about?" you laughed it off as you detached yourself from him.

seonghwa's heart fluttered even if it wasn't the 'like' he had wanted. he smiled widely and latched himself onto you again. the atinys awed and cooed at your adorable interaction.

you felt his hand slid under your cropped top, kneading at your waist. you bit your lip and squeezed your thighs together.

"n/n, i know your birthday is coming up soon. look what i got you!" a staff ran out to pass the giant kuromi plushie to him, before he passed it to you.

completely forgetting the past event, you squealed happily and threw yourself at him. catching you easily, seonghwa kissed your cheek. "thank you hyung! really, i can't believe it! it's so huge!" the plushie was almost as big as you.

the audience cooed at the interaction, atinys have always adored you, being the youngest and cutest member, you easily attracted lots of fans.

wooyoung whined, "yah! hyung, why do you only buy nice things for m/n? what about us?" "maybe if you behaved properly i would buy you something too." seonghwa said with a raised eyebrow.

you laid on your bed as you cuddled your very very large plushie. you buried your head into the fur, taking a deep whiff of its scent.

it smelled like... seonghwa? i mean, obviously. he bought it for you. weirdly enough, his scent overtook your senses. your sight became hazy as you sniffed more and more, hips moving instinctively.

"hyung..." you mumbled as you humped the plushie. you muffled your moans by biting into the ear or the plushie. memories of the night before flooded your brain, seonghwa's moans plagued your mind as it replayed on loop. it made you realise how hot and bothered he got you last night.

as you got more into it though, "ah~ m- mommy... oh-!" your toes curled as you shivered at the memory of his touch. his delicate fingers, pretty hands touched you so gently, with so much care, so much love.

you stopped and looked through the crack of your door, thanking the lord no one heard you. you got up and wobbled over to close the door, closing it gently then picking out seonghwa's hoodie from your closet, which he gave you and put it over your tshirt.

you squeezed your thighs together as his warm scent engulfed you. you laid on your bed again as you brought the hoodie up to your nose. you shut your eyes as you suffocated yourself in his florescent smell.

you whimpered as you caged the plushie between your legs, grinding on it. "mmh~ ah-! mommy, please- ouh~!" you pleaded pathetically at seonghwa no one in particular.

then, you heard a quiet giggle. you opened your eyes, face red with sweat as your hair stuck to your forehead. there seonghwa stood at your door, leaning on it. your eyes widen as you froze in embarrassment.

seonghwa walked in, closing the door and locking it as he made his way to sit at the edge of your bed. "so... i guess you like your present a lot, hm?" seonghwa smirked as he held your chin with his finger.

you blushed and swatted his hand away, "n-no! you're crazy anyways! how could you be doing such... lewd things to me when i sleep, hyung!" seonghwa smiled gently before crawling towards you, caging you between his arms.

seonghwa dipped his head next to your ear, whispering seductively. "you're so cute, my love. fuck, i want you so bad," you squirmed as you tried pushing him by his chest, only to have them pinned above your head.

seonghwa licked along the shell of your ear, squeezing a whimper out of you. "i know you want me too, baby. just say the word and i'm yours~" he smiled as you squeeze your legs closer to each other, trying to create more friction.

he slid his knee between your legs and rubbed circled against your crotch. you moaned loudly as you arched your back. taking the chance, he slid his tongue into your open mouth, sucking your tongue as drool trickled down your chin.

he let go of your wrists as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him close. then, a knock sounded at your door. you pulled away with wide eyes as you and seonghwa held eye contact for a second, before the man smirked and dived down to kiss your neck.

everybody knew how sensitive your neck was, so it didn't help that he attacked at your sweet spots so eagerly. you let out a quiet moan, covering your mouth immediately.

"m/n, are you in there?" hongjoong asked as your doorknob shook,

"why's your door locked-? whatever, have you seen seonghwa hyung?"

"n-no..." you bit your lip as you stared down at seonghwa who moved his knee, you felt him smile into your neck as he teased you. you gripped his hair, hoping he's stop, but it just made him groan and whimper.

"you okay? you sound sick, do you need me to-"

"no! i mean- uh, no it's fine! i'm just feeling a bit t-tired..." you shivered as seonghwa's hand slide under his your hoodie, trailing up to your chest slowly.

"alright... then, sleep well!" as you heard the footsteps of hongjoong slowly diminish, you allowed yourself to relax into his touch.

"a-ah, not there!" you whined dumbly as seonghwa caught your lips again. kissing you with so much heat and passion, making your head spin.

his fingers flicked and toyed at your nipples, making you whimper into the kiss.

seonghwa pulled away, replacing his knee with his crotch as you rubbed against each other.

"baby- ugh, let me fuck you, please? mommy will fuck you full of his cum," he stare at you with half-lidded eyes, sliding his thumb into your mouth.

"tch, i don't know why you're always so touchy with the members. you're fucking mine, got that? i loved you way longer than they did, it's only fair that i should have you, right?"

he slid his finger further into your throat, making you gag a bit in the process. as he pulled out, a string of saliva connected at the tip of your tongue and his thumb. he smirked and licked his thumb clean seductively.

he grinded himself into you agonisingly slow. eyes begging you to just say the word,

to let him take you,

let him pleasure you,

let him love you.

which is what you did. you leaned into his ear and blushed furiously, "uhm, i want you... mommy, ah!" he suddenly bit down on your neck, nearly drawing blood.

"there, now you're all mine. now they'll know who you belong to, right baby?" he stroked the bite mark on your neck, internally hoping it'll last forever.

the male cooed as he watched tears well up in your eyes, softly stroking your cheek, kissing you sweetly. "awh, i'm sorry honey, did it hurt? mommy's sorry, let me make it up to you, hm?"

his hands slid under you as he pulled you up swiftly, switching your position with you now straddling him.

he laid down as he lazily pulled you up by your thighs. your crotch slowly inching towards his face. you leaned forward, putting your hands above his head to level yourself.

"what are you... doing?" you were almost afraid to ask as you internally sweat-dropped.

"i want you to sit on my face" he smiled, almost sweetly if it wasn't for such a lewd thing he just said.

you blushed furiously as you tried to get up, proving to be futile as seonghwa pulled you back in, capturing your lips in his.

"i promise i'll make ya' feel good? please? just once, baby... spoil your mommy please?" he jutted out his bottom lip, eyes begging you to approve.

you thought about it for a few seconds as seonghwa kneaded your ass, teasing your hole by brushing his fingers against it.

you shuddered before nodding. seonghwa helped you take off your boxers, your leaking cock bouncing as it freed. seonghwa smirked before landing a few small kisses on the tip, making you shiver.

you slowly moved yourself forward and closer to his face, "are... you sure about this?" you shot him a worried look as he just nodded frantically, begging you to suffocate him already.

"i just– ah!" he pulled you down onto his face as he kissed and sucked at your hole. his pants tightened more and more every second he smelled your strong musk, it was intoxicating.

you moaned and whimper as your toes curled at this new feeling. his tongue began prodding at your hole as he held you down by gripping on your thighs.

your vision became hazy as you gripped his hair, pulling his further into you. seonghwa moaned at that, sending vibrations into your core.

"oh... mommy! i- ah!" you could only mumble the word 'mommy' pathetically as you rode his face, not even able to form comprehensible sentences.

your thighs tightened against his head as your soft flesh sandwiched his face. seonghwa swore he would've came on the spot if you had squeezed him any harder.

you felt his hands shake as you pulled away from his face. seonghwa's face was red as he panted.

"oh my god! why didn't you tell me you couldn't breathe, i-" before you could finish your sentence, seonghwa pulled you back on his face, sliding his tongue into your hole.

"w-wait, ah~ mommy!" tears started filling your eyes as pleasure overtook your body. his tongue slide in and out of your hole, teasing you.

you looked back to the kuromi plushie and pulled it back into you. moaning as you buried yourself into seonghwa's scent, getting closer and closer.

with you gripping his head and sitting on his face, seonghwa knew he couldn't last any longer. you softly whimpered that you were close as seonghwa went ballistic.

hands groping you everywhere as he slurped and licked at you. your moans were music to seonghwa's ears as he felt himself getting close.

"mommy... 'm gunna cum—" just then, you came all over the kuromi plushie as you pulled at seonghwa's hair, triggering his own release.

slowly, you pulled yourself up as your thighs shook. seonghwa had slick covering his mouth and chin, lazy smile painted on his face as he stared at the ceiling, as if fucked out.

"mommy?" you softly poked his arm as he turned to look at you for a few seconds. fuck, how could you look so innocent even in this scenario?

he crashed his lips into yours, as you tasted yourself on his tongue. you moaned into the kiss as you sat on his lap again, grinding yourself on him.

you looked towards your clock as it read '2:00am'. you made a mental note to not be too loud as you'll disturb the deep slumber of your members.

seonghwa gripped your thigh as he flipped your position, never leaving your lips. "are you finally gonna let mommy fuck you?" he mumbled between your lips as you nodded your head, pulling him so his body was flush against yours.

your hard cock grinded against his, the only thing separating the two were his shorts as he wriggled out of them, stroking your cocks together.

seonghwa went down and licked your nipple, suckling it in his mouth. you shut your eyes, throwing your head back as you tangled your hands into his hair.

he used his free hand to play with your other nipple, twisting and pulling at it. you covered your mouth as you moaned whorishly, never in the world did you think your seonghwa hyung would ever have you in such a position.

even if you did have a big fat crush on him during middle school, you never expected him to eat you out and probably fuck you dumb later. you turned your head to look at the picture on your nightstand.

it was your graduation and seonghwa had surprised you by coming with flowers and chocolates. you remembered how shy you felt as if he were your valentines. you still remember how you squirmed when he pulled you in by your waist for a picture, kissing your cheek.

seonghwa pulled away, looking towards the direction you were looking at. he smiled at the sight of only his picture on your headstand, "'ya know, i actually liked you back then." you turn to him with wide eyes,

"what? no way, i did too!"

he smiled apologetically, "i should've made you mine back then, huh?" you blushed and pouted, "well, you can still make it up to me~" you laid down with your hands above your head, flashing him a flirty wink.

"fuck- i can't do this anymore, i have to be inside you." seonghwa spat into his hand, stroking his hard cock before lining it up to your hole. you gripped the bedsheets above you as you gulped nervously.

he entered slowly at first, holding you in his arms and checking on you as he didn't want to hurt you. you moaned out at the feeling, you felt so full already.

he kissed you sweetly as he entered more and more. seonghwa had to hold himself back from fucking your brains out right then, the way your walls clenched around him, how warm you are, everything was driving him insane.

he felt you relax as he slid his entire length in in one go. your body jolted as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, he was... gigantic.

seonghwa waited until you told him to move. he slowly dragged his cock out, making you whimper. then, he snapped his hips back in. "AH! fuck..." you looked down to see a bulge at your belly as you closed your eyes and threw your head back into the pillows.

"heh, you looks so cute like this my love." he began fucking you quickly, almost dizzying. seonghwa pulled his phone out of his shorts pocket, putting his phone eye-level as he recorded you.

"c'mon baby, tell mommy how much you love his big cock, hm~?" he gripped your waist with his free hand, fucking you into him.

"puah~ mommy, i love your- ah! 's big..." you moaned whorishly before opening your eyes, you turned your head to the side, burying it in the pillows. "noooo, mommy don't film me please..."

seonghwa tsked as he gripped your jaw, turning your head towards the camera. "c'mon love, tell me. tell me how much you love it, how much you love me. unless, you like your other hyungs more than me?"

he sped up as you cried, cradling his hand at your cheek. "no- no way! i- ah~ i only wan'chu, mommy... not them, only- mmh! only you...!" you look up at him past his phone as fat tears streamed down your face.

you'd always craved seonghwa's affection since you first knew him, he was the perfect man in your eyes. you were attached to his hip like a puppy during your middle school years.

he was only ever gentle and loving to you. the mean glares he sent to other students were nothing compared to the large sparkling eyes that watched your every move.

of course, you two shared a whole lot of sexual tension. such as 'accidentally' making out with each other during a project at your house one time, but you both pushed it behind.

you always told yourself you only needed him, which he did you too. not that you didn't love the other members, just that your love towards them couldn't compare to yours for him, your hyung.

seonghwa cooed as he rubbed the tears from your cheek, "awe, my love. did'ja think i was giving you away or something? mommy's only teasing~ i would never do that to you, babyboy."

you blushed and smiled sweetly before he put down his phone, hands at your hips as he thrusted speedily. you felt yourself getting closer and closer with each look you shared.

you wrapped your arms around his neck, forcing your eyes open as you spoke, "mommy- ouh! i- i actually enjoyed it when we made out that time during middle school. i was jus- just scared you, ah! scared you wouldn't like me back..."

you shut your eyes, dizzied by the mix pleasure and pain. seonghwa's heart clenched, "my love... if i'm being honest," he leaned down near your ear, licking the shell.

"i actually thought about fucking you after that. every time i'd see you, i imagine folding you on the desk and fucking you in front of all the students. it would've been fun, huh?"

your stomach flipped as you only whimpered in response. it would've been heaven... just imagine, everyday after school he'd fuck you in your seat, in your classroom, where anybody could just walk in. you moaned as you felt a knot in your stomach.

"mmh, mommy, just a bit- faster please..." you nibbled at his neck as he pounded you, lewd sounds of skin slapping and bed creaking arousing the two.

"the bed might break if you go any faster..." you giggled into his neck as he let out a breathy laugh.

"doesn't matter. i need to show my baby how much i love him, how much i've needed him, how much i've wanted him." he rubbed your waist in small circles as you shivered.

"i'm gonna- mommy!"

"ugh! me too, love."

he thrusted messily before cumming inside you, triggering your own release. your back arched as your eyes rolled back, seeing stars. you moaned loudly as he filled you up the brim, hot cum burning your insides.

you let out a quiet moan as he pulled out, kissing you lovingly. slow and sensual, making you sleepy.

you pulled him towards you, tangling your legs together as you whispered a soft, "g'night..." before drifting off to sleep.

seonghwa smiled, kissing your head as he picked up his phone. he watched the recorded video, already getting hard again. he smiled as he went onto his messages.

he scanned the contacts of his members, who should he send this video to?

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HONEY CYCLE … one - shot (18+)

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pairing : werewolf!hongjoong x werewolf!f!reader (background werewolf poly ateez)

genre : smut, werewolf au, hurt / comfort

word count : 4.2k

warnings : language, intrusive thoughts, fear of being forgotten, allusion to physical and mental abuse, y/n has scars on her back, nightmares

smut warnings : unprotected sex, concept of mating / mates, bath sex, public sex (but in a private area), mommy kink, marking, pet names (pup), threesome, double penetration

note : for mommy!may event by @whatudowhennooneseesyou

hongjoong wonders if you will ever be able to trust again, but him and the others are willing to wait for you.

sometimes hongjoong can't believe that its been five years since you and san joined the pack. he feels like it was just yesterday when he discovered you and san at his pack border. san carrying you on his back, you heavily bleeding, as he begged for hongjoong to help you. how you were so scared to trust him and the others and how you thought san would be better off here - alone, rather than with you here with him.

he remembers how san begged him and the others to help find you. he can still remember the pure and raw rage he felt when he found out how your old pack treated you. how they forbidden you and san from becoming mates.

but now, five years later and both you and san are flourishing with him and the others. everyone in the pack has welcomed you with open arms and he's glad you decided to make this your new home. glad you decided to make him and the others your home.

hongjoong honestly thought things were going well until san came to him one day, concern written all over his face.

"joong, can you try talking to y/n for me? she's been acting strange recently and it has me worried," san told him which immediately caught hongjoong's attention.

he thought he was imagining the slight shift in your attitude. the way you slowly began to distance yourself from him or one of the others, but now that san has brought it to his attention, he knows its real. he knows that he wasn't imagining anything.

"it feels like we suddenly went back in time five years ago," san confesses as he looks down at his hands, not able to fully grasp the fact that you were trying to pull away from him again. not when he felt like he just got you back.

"i'll talk to her, don't worry sannie," hongjoong tells the younger wolf with a smile before leaning over to press a kiss to his lips. san smiles a little bit into the kiss before he pulls away.

"thanks," san says before bidding the leader of the pack goodbye and makes his way out of his office.

hongjoong finds you a few hours later, canvas in front of you as you paint the scenery in front of you. a few of the pack grannies are next to you also attempting to paint the scenery in front of them. hongjoong smiles at how well the elders of the pack have taken a liking to you and have taken care of you when him or one of you mates couldn't.

hongjoong walks up behind you before he gently places a hand on your shoulder. you jump slightly, turning to see hongjoong smiling down at you and he can tell you do your best to mimic his smile.

"hey pup, how you doing?" he asks as he cups your face lightly and his heart warms when you press further into his hand, nuzzling it just a little bit.

"me and the grannies are painting the new flowers since they are starting to bloom," you tell him as you pull away from his hand. "do you want to join us?"

"maybe next time pup, i think i'll sit here and admire you while you paint," he tells you as he pulls up a chair from close by before sitting in it.

"oh goodness, look at cute hongjoong and y/n are, two beautiful wolves in love," one of the grannies say while the other mumble in agreement. hongjoong can't help but beam while you shrink a little in shyness. hongjoong feels a wave of protectiveness overcome him when he sees you shrink, but manages to push it in the back of his mind.

"why don't we go to the bathhouse after you're done here. we haven't been in a while and i want to spend time with you," hongjoong confesses and while yes, at first doing this so he can talk to you alone. he's also doing this because he does want to spend some alone time with you.

he can tell you're thinking about it with the way you are messing with your paints before you let out a small, "okay," in response to him.

while watching you paint, hongjoong can't help but notice the distant look in your eyes as you look from the canvas, to the scenery, to your paints, and then repeating the cycle. sometimes you'll glance behind you to see if hongjoong is still waiting for you, or to sides to see how one of the grannies are doing.

it isn't an hour later when the grannies are beginning to pack up their supplies. they bid both you and hongjoong farewell before they make their way back to their homes. hongjoong smiles and waves to the elder wolves before he's walking over and helping you pack up your things as well.

that's when hongjoong truly notices what you've been painting.

"a bee hive?" he questions out loud as he takes in the details you had put in it.

"its in that tree over there," you tell him softly, pointing to one of the trees a little bit off in the distance. hongjoong follows your gaze where he finds the bee hive and all the bees swarming in and out and around the hive. "why did you pick to paint that instead of the whole tree. i mean that tree is beautiful with all the blooming flowers on it," hongjoong says as he takes in the sight of the tree itself rather than the bee hive.

"because sometimes you just need to appreciate the small things, joongie. i've painted hundreds of trees before, but seeing a bee hive that hasn't been destroyed is so rare. its beautiful," you say as you toss your bag over your shoulder and painting in hand.

hongjoong lets your words sink in as he takes your bag from you and throws it over his own shoulder, his holds his free hand out for you to take. however, you opt to hold your canvas with both hands as you begin to walk down the path leading to town and the bathhouse.

the pack leader can't help but frown at how you move away from him. his stomach churning in ways he doesn't like, but he chooses to not say anything now and waits until later.

hongjoong lets out a sigh as he sinks into the warm water of the large bath in the private section of the bathhouse. the owners greeted both of you before guiding you to the private bath that he always gets when he comes here. hongjoong had went ahead and undressed and he can't help but watch with a soft smile as you undress in front of him.

he admires how beautiful you look as you stand in nothing but your underwear as you fold your cardigan and pants before putting them in the cubby next to where his clothes where. he notices the scars on your back and he remembers the first time him and seonghwa had seen them. he remembers feeling shocked at the large markings on your back and while he never asked how you got them - after knowing about the pack you and san came from, he can clearly guess how you got them.

"come here pup, the water is nice and warm," hongjoong beckons you over with a smile as he watches you step into the water. he can tell you're hesitating to sit next to him before finally coming and sitting a good distance away from him. hongjoong frowns at the distance, knowing that this isn't your usual behavior, especially after five years.

"y/n, what's wrong?" hongjoong asks turning to you and scouting a little closer, but not too close to make you move away from him.

"nothing's wrong, i'm just tired," you say and hongjoong can tell you're lying to him.

"san's worried about you," he starts, eyes dead focused on you as he watches you. you look surprised by his words, but you manage to cover it a little too quickly for his taste. "i'm worried about you," he adds as he moves a little closer. "we've noticed a change recently, you're distancing yourself from us and it has us worried," he confesses in hopes that you would look at him, but you don't. instead you opt to look at your hands underneath the water.

"i just..." you begin after a few minutes of silence and hongjoong feels his heart pounding in his chest. "i'm scared."

"scared? pup, you have nothing to be scared about. not when i'm here. not when san and the others are here. we'll protect you," he tells you, lump in his throat as he moves closer to you.

"but that's the thing," you say with a sigh, still refusing to look at him, "i'm scared that you all will tired of me. tired of putting up with me and my stupid fears and emotions and problems. that you'll finally realize i'm not worth your love and effort. that you'll toss me aside when you find someone better."

hongjoong is shocked by your words and he wants to scream at how he could never stop loving you. that he will never get tired of you and will always protect you until the end of time.

"y/n, look at me," hongjoong's voice is commanding and he hates using this tone on you or any of the others, but he knows that you need it. you slightly tilt your head, eyes glancing at him from the corner of your eye. "look. at. me."

you turn your head to look at your mate and you're shocked to see tears rolling down his cheeks. "joong..." you trail off, reaching your hands over to caress his face and to wipe the tears away.

"i love you," he says, you still in your movements as you look at him. "san loves, yunho loves, seonghwa, wooyoung, yeosang, mingi, and jongho. we all love you. the love that we share between the nine of us, pup, that love doesn't go away. you're forever imprinted into my heart, soul, and body and i wouldn't have it any other way," he confesses to you and this time you are shocked by his words.

"you don't regret mating with me?"

"the only thing i regret is not finding you sooner, so i could protect you from all the awful people who have tossed you aside and didn't show you the love you needed," he tells you, his hand coming up to trace down your spine, sending goosebumps all over your skin. "pup, let me love you okay?"

you blink away the tears the had welled up in your eyes from his words, hongjoong gives you a warm smile as he's the one brushing your tears away now. "you going to let mommy love you, pup?"

"yes, mommy," you say before the two of you are smashing your lips together in a heat kiss. hongjoong pulls you into his lap as you run your fingers through his black locks. his own hands resting flat against your back as he feels some of the bumps and edges on your back.

hongjoong couldn't help the moan that escapes his lips as you begin to roll your hips against his. his cock slipping between your folds, but not enough to go inside of you. when you pull away from the kiss, breath swallow, hongjoong notices the string of saliva connecting you both before he dragging you back closer to him to give you one more kiss.

"gonna let mommy fuck you, pup, fuck you full of my cum and let you see how much i love you," he says, wide grin on his lips as he reaches between your bodies in order to position his cock at your entrance.

"yes, please, fuck... fuck me, mommy," you beg before hongjoong has you sinking down on his cock. you let out a gasp at the intrusion, but your gasps soon become moans as he begins moving your hips. guiding you up and down along his length as you ride him, his tip hitting your sweet spot nicely.

"m-mommy, it feels so good," you tell him, hands coming up to rest on his shoulders and hongjoong is soon letting you set the pace. the water around you both splashing and making waves, some of it even splashing outside of the bath. but hongjoong doesn't care and he can tell you don't either with the way you are riding his cock, now determine to come.

he lets out a groan as you clench around him. his fingers digging deep into your flesh as he also thrusts up to meet your pace. he notices your breast bouncing nicely and he can't help but want to mark them up, letting your other mates what the two of you have done.

"fuck, pup, your pussy feels so nice. always does, like it was made for my cock. mommy is so proud of you, pup, you're so strong and beautiful," he tells you as he pulls you closer to him so he can kiss you once more. you've become a moaning mess at this point, mouth hanging open, tongue lolling out as hongjoong uses his own tongue to play with yours.

he can tell you're close to coming, the fucked out and dazed look in your eyes tells him everything. watching your face morph into pure euphoria as you clench around his cock is what drives him closer to the edge of well.

"are you close, pup? gonna come all over my cock while mommy fills you up?" he asks, feeling a little breathless from how close he is.

"yes, yes, yes, yes! yes, mommy, please! please fill me up," you say as you shove your face into his neck. he feels your tongue lapping up at your mark before you're biting down on the mark making it fresh once more. hongjoong lets out a moan at both the pain and pleasure it sends through his body as he forces your hips to still so he can come inside you.

your moans are muffled as you feel your lover paint your walls white, and you feel your own orgasm cloud your thoughts as you lick at the mark you left on your mate. both of you are out of breath as he hugs you close to him and he wonders if you could feel his heart beating rapidly in his chest.

"hey, pup," hongjoong's voice isn't above a whisper as he calls out to you, "i love you, so much, okay?"

"i know, mommy, i love you too."

"let me know whenever those thoughts come back okay, so i can make them go away. none of us want you thinking like that," he tells you as he presses a kiss to your temple.

when the two of you return to pack house hours later, san is waiting by the door pacing back and forth while seonghwa is sitting in his chair, book in lap.

the sound of the front door opening gains both wolves attention and san is welcomed to the familiar scent of you. you're behind hongjoong and san wants to so badly to push his leader out of the way, but knows he should wait.

he watches with baited breath as hongjoong kisses you once last time before he's taking your bag and canvas before he's watching you walk up to san. the two of you look at each other for a moment before the two of you are immediately pulling each other into your arms.

"y/n... i was so worried about," san says as he nuzzles his face and nose into your neck so he can inhale your scent.

"i'm sorry, sannie, the thoughts had come back and i was scared," you confess to him and both of the eldest wolves feel their hearts clench at your words.

"did you want those thoughts to happen?" san asks as he pulls away from your neck to look you in the eyes.

"no, i didn't," you tell him, biting back the tears as you look at your lover.

"then don't apologize for something you can't control," he says before he leaning down and capturing your lips with his.

hongjoong feels his heart swell at the scene before him. he knows that the thoughts won't go away, but he hopes that for at least right now they have retreated into the depths of your mind. to be forgotten until they come back, but even when they do come back, hongjoong will just drive them away again.

the leader of the pack can't help the smile that paints his face when he watches san lift you up, you protesting of course, as he takes you up the stairs. he knows that you will be okay now that you are with san, and he's grateful everyday for how the younger wolf can always bring a smile to your face.

its a few nights later, when hongjoong is woken up by the sound of your voice. his eyes are blurry as he's trying to comprehend the figure in front of him as you, but once he does, hongjoong the is on high alert.

"what's wrong pup?" it isn't unusual for one of the others to come to his and seonghwa's room in the middle of the night, but it is rare for him to wake up and find you crouched next to the bed. on the rare occasion, hongjoong will wake up in the middle of the night to find you curled into seonghwa's side, but when he wakes up, you are gone.

he can tell you've been crying and his mate and leader instincts immediately kick in as he sits up slightly. "pup?" he tries again as he watches you regain your breath.

"can i... can i sleep with you and hwa for tonight? i had, uh... the thoughts are back," you say in a hushed voice and hongjoong is immediately moving to let you lay in between him and seonghwa.

you immediately curl into hongjoong as the leader wraps you in his arms. your bodies are pressed flushed against each other and hongjoong can feel your hard nipples through your thin night shirt as they brush against his bare chest. hongjoong knows its wrong to be popping a boner now, but he can't help it when his body is begging for yours. he pushes one of his legs between yours and tries to bite back a moan he feels you slowly start to hump his leg.

"m-mommy," you moan out as you press your face into his chest. hongjoong can smell how aroused you are as he dips his hand down to cup your pussy and isn't surprised when he already feels a wet patch on your underwear. "mommy please," you moan out again.

"shh, pup, or you'll wake hwa," he whispers back before kissing you. hongjoong starts to make slow movements overtop of your underwear, the wet spot growing bigger and bigger until you start bucking your hips up to meet his hand. "fuck, y/n, you're about to start your heat aren't you?"

"i-i think, mommy, will you help me?" you ask and hongjoong kisses you as he's ripping your panties away and tossing them into the floor to be dealt with later. it takes him a moment before he's slipping his sleep pants off and guiding your leg over his hip so he has easy access to your dripping cunt.

"my pretty pup needs her mommy, doesn't she?" he teases as he thrust inside of you, his lips catching yours and swallowing your moans. he knows that seonghwa will wake up soon, but for now he wants to prolong his lover's sleep the best he can.

hongjoong's tongue dives into your mouth as he sets a steady pace for the both of you. his hips thrusting up to meets yours as he feels his balls smacking against you. his hands digging into your flesh and his nails leaving little crescent marks into your skin.

the lewd wet sounds of your pussy and the heavy breathing coming from you is probably what wakes seonghwa up. he opens his eyes and is greeted with the sight of your back to him and his eyes drift down to where you and hongjoong are connected underneath the blanket. the smell of your arousal hits him like a truck and he swears he could taste it.

"m-mommy, please hard," he hears you beg and hongjoong chuckles at how despite you sound.

"pup, if i go harder we'll wake seonghwa up," he tells you making seonghwa smile at how "considerate" his mate his trying to be.

"go harder, joongie, i want to see you wreck our pup," seonghwa says as he rests a hand on top of hongjoong's after he had moved the blankets away in order to fully see his two lovers connected. "fuck, do you see how wet she is?"

"y-yeah, hwa, just for us. our pup's pretty pussy is wet just for us," hongjoong says when he feels you clench around him.

"hwa," you call out to the older wolf who immediately presses you against your backside. "please... want you to hwa, fill me up like mommy," you beg and seonghwa lets out a small chuckle.

"whatever you want pup," he says as he pulls his underwear off. "where do you want me, pup? do you want me in your ass or in your dripping pussy with mommy?" his lips ghost along your ear as you let out a moan as you feel seonghwa rub the tip of his cock along your ass before teasing it at your pussy's entrance where hongjoong is continuing to thrust inside of you.

"w-with- fuck! with mommy, fill me up, please!" you beg as you tears welling up in your eyes at the thought of both of your mates fucking your pussy.

"of course, pup," he says before he's angling your leg up a little, hongjoong stops moving as he waits for his lover to join him inside of you. you can't help but let out a string of moans and cries once seonghwa bottoms out. seonghwa let's out a few curses as his hand comes around to your front in order to feel the prominent bump from hongjoong's cock.

seonghwa pressed a kiss to your neck before he slowly started to move his hips a little bit and after a few moments, hongjoong joined him. the two of them doing opposite movements to each other with one thrusting in while the other just barely pulled out only to push back in while the other thrusted out.

hongjoong couldn't help the smile that painted his face as he took in the fucked out look on your face. one of his hands trail up to brush your hair out of your face before he's gripping the back of your neck and dragging your face over to his. his lips smash against yours once more in a kiss before he pulling away. you feel seonghwa's hand tilt your head to the side before he's also kissing you, then he reaching over to hongjoong.

"i think... fuck- i think our pup is close, joong," seonghwa says as he feels you attempt to clench around both him and hongjoong. his hand comes down to your front before he finds your clit and is rubbing it in fast motions. you let out a cry at the stimulation, your legs attempting to close and stop his movements; however, hongjoong stops and holds your legs open in order to give seonghwa easy access.

"i think she is, hwa. you gonna come around mommy's and hwa's cocks? gonna let us fill you up and leave you nice and around?" hongjoong says, his lips moving on top of your basically as he speaks to you.

"p-please, mommy, please come," you whine out before letting out a cry as you feel them both stilling inside of you. you can feel some of their cum shooting inside of you, while most of it is slowly dripping out of you and down your thighs. "mommy," you say as you lazily kiss hongjoong.

seonghwa pulls out first making you turn to look at him with big doe eyes which he is quick to tease you about, "don't look at me like that, pup, gotta get you and mommy cleaned up," he says, smile on his face as he leans down to kiss the tip of your nose before he heading out of the room.

you and hongjoong remain connected for a lot longer, your mate holding you close to him as he smothers your face in kisses. you let out a few laughs as he kisses you before seonghwa is coming back and is quickly cleaning you up. hongjoong can't help but smile at how the eldest also smothers you in kisses before he joining the two of you back in bed.

"thank you, joongie," you tell him once you are sure the seonghwa has fallen back asleep and its just the two of you awake.

"for what, baby?"

"for everything. for taking me and san in, for comforting me and helping me heal. for loving me."

"you don't need to thank me for loving you," he says before he's giving you one last kiss, "goodnight, pup."

"goodnight, joongie."

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sanjoongie · 1 year

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I said dont touch ~ Mommy!May

My 2nd submission for Mommy! May held by @whatudowhennooneseesyou

ღPairing: Kim Hongjoong x Reader (f) ღGenre: Mommy! au, established relationship trope, non idol au ღWord Count: 1,005 ღWarnings: punishment, cockwarming, masturbation (f), pillow humping, watching porn with mommy ღRated: 18+ MDNI, smut with no plot ღDedication: @mejuii & @downtoamagicalland my beta broskis

↜Mommy San ↝Mommy Yeosang

You were going to be in so much trouble.

You had watched as Hongjoong got ready for work: covering up his thick thighs that peeked out of his boxer-shorts, buttoning up his dress shirt over his abs and pecs, and rolling up his sleeves over his biceps. You started to whimper and pressed your thighs together to search for some release.

Hongjoong heard your noises from the bed and raised an eyebrow at you. "What are you up to over there, angel?"

"Nothing," You squeaked.

Hongjoong ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "Little one, you know the rules. You're not allowed to touch yourself while I'm at work. Only Mommy gets to touch you and make you feel good."

You nodded firmly. "I'll be good."

Hongjoong bent down and kissed you on your forehead. "I'll see you when I get home then. Have a good day."

You did your best, you truly did, to be good. You tried to keep yourself distracted by eating breakfast and coloring. You tried to play games and read. But the constant throbbing of your pussy was getting to be too much. You couldn't help but think of the times you watched Hongjoong’s biceps bulge as he finger fucked you. All you wanted was his fingers inside of you.

You whimpered as the dirty thoughts took over. Hongjoong said don't touch but perhaps you could find a work-around. You grabbed a cushion and started to rub up against it. It had piping along the edge and it was stimulating your clit through your very wet panties. You moaned loudly and humped the pillow vigorously. Soon, your panties covered in your slick gave you pleasure but not enough to actually get anywhere.

So you laid down on the couch in your back, removed your panties and began to touch yourself. You were too far gone at this point. At least you would come before being punished. You moaned at how fucking wet you were. You could only imagine sitting in Hongjoong’s lap, your legs spread, and Hongjoong’s fingers lazily moving in and out of your hole as you watched a movie. Hongjoong could edge you like that for the entire film, if only to hear you beg for him to finally fuck you.

“Having fun, little one?”Hongjoong’s soft, dangerous voice floated to your ear and you opened your eyes quickly.

“Oh shit!” You exclaimed, closing your legs and attempting to sit up. “Hong--”

Hongjoong was standing by the couch, arms crossed, biceps bulging under his sleeves and he was smiling. It was a polite mask that hid the bubbling anger in his chest right now. “Mommy told you to not touch and what did you do?”

You gulped and stared at the floor. “I dunno.”

Hongjoong took a few heavy steps to stand in front of you and gripped your jaw to make you look at him. “I asked you a question. Answer it,” He snapped.

“I touched myself while Mommy was at work,” You admitted forlornly.

Hongjoong let go of your jaw with a sharp twist of his wrist. He began to unbuckle his belt. “And now you’ll be punished for not only touching yourself but lying. I hope you’re ready, little one.”

You dropped to your knees on the floor, grabbing a fistful of his dress pants, “Please, Mommy, please I’m sorry.”

Hongjoong ignored you, undoing the snap and zipper to his pants and pushing his slacks down to his thighs. He promptly sat down on the couch and began to scroll on his phone. His eyes flickered to you. “Well, you know the drill.”

You frowned heavily but moved to straddle Hongjoong, leaning on his thighs and hovering your ass over his lap, facing forwards. Hongjoong held his dick straight so that you could impale yourself on him and you sank until he was fully seated inside of you. And you remained like that as Hongjoong connected his phone to the tv and began to play something from pornhub called “Good girls get Creampies”. You whimpered at the title.

“Mommy, I’m sorry,” You whined.

“The apology isn’t enough, angel. You have to be punished. You know you did wrong and now you have to suffer the consequences,” Hongjoong’s slightly-less-angry voice rumbled from behind you.

Your hips jerked to some degree while the ‘good girl’ on screen got pumped full of her Mommy’s cum. You whimpered as your swollen clit rubbed against Hongjoong’s pelvis. Even the teeny-est of sensations are making you suffer.

Hongjoong sighed heavily behind you, sounding disappointed. "Why do you make Mommy do this to you, little one?"

You sniffled and shook your head. "Want you inside of me. I always want you inside of me."

Hongjoong places a gentle hand on your head, patting you. "Are you saying it's my fault?"

You shook your head more aggressively. "Never! I just want to come!"

"Bad girls don't get to come from Mommy's cock,” Hongjoong reiterated. The pat of your head devolves into running a hand down your spine, causing you to shiver, and then both his hands grip your hips to ensure you stay still. “Now you watch what happens to good girls and you warm Mommy’s cock. Do you know how much I wanted to come home and make love to you, angel?”

“Mommy,” You cry out in sympathy. That hurt the most. It didn’t matter what Hongjoong did to you suddenly, it hurt more that Hongjoong couldn't find his relief in you.

“Now Mommy has to punish you instead. Think about that, little one. Think about how Mommy could have been fucking you in our bed, filling you full of Mommy’s cum, giving you a creampie of your own, if only you had behaved.”

“Yes, Mommy,” You said sorrowfully.

Hongjoong’s lips couldn't help but twitch into a small smile. Perhaps if you took your punishment well, he could do something for you. But only after. Punishment first because even though Hongjoong hated punishing you, he couldn't help but love a brat. taglist: @hijirikaww @flowerboykun @kitten4sannie @starillusion13 @flurrys-creativity @stardragongalaxy @a-soft-hornytiny

↜Mommy San ↝Mommy Yeosang

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firesideme · 1 year

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Let Me Take Care of You

Word count: 3425

Summary: Hongjoong comes home exhausted after work so you offer to take care of him. Use of babyboy/mommy.

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, mild sub/dom dynamic, swearing (let me know if I missed any)

A/N: Inspired by this Wooyoung and Hongjoong VLive. Holy shit Hongjoong giggling when Wooyoung touches his faces took years off my life. This fic is so filthy and so soft at the same time I was really in my feelings guys.

You’re coming over later, right?

HJ: Pick a movie for me? I’ll probably be too tired to think…

Okay but don’t complain if I pick something you don’t like. You want snacks?

HJ: Sorry I have to go I think Wooyoung’s ready for me. Love youuuu

You sigh and throw your phone on the couch, wishing Hongjoong could be with you already. You’re worried for him, having agreed to be a guest on Wooyoung’s solo live stream even after a full day in the studio. He would probably fall asleep ten minutes into the movie, but as long as he was in your arms, you would be satisfied. Well, perhaps not fully satisfied. You’re struck with how much you miss him, though you saw each other only the night before. He was tired then, too. All you want to do is take him away from all the stress and the work and selfishly have him to yourself, even for a little while.

To satisfy your withdrawal, you retrieve your phone and tune into the live stream, catching the end of the conversation.

“What’s with the cute clothes today?”

“I wanted to have a flower theme,” Hongjoong says, pulling at his hoodie. It’s a light gray printed with little yellow flowers in the shape of a peace sign. Like he said, he’s chosen a beanie that matches the theme. The back material looks soft and warm, the burst of color from the print of a pansy drawing your eyes to the color of his hair, a faded orange that you love, but he has already planned a hair appointment to fix.

You notice that he’s wearing a mask at the same moment that Wooyoung comments on it. “Why do you have that on?”

“Ah, I’m not wearing any makeup today.” His eyes turn to half-moons, showing you that he is smiling underneath it.

“C’mon, you’re not wearing makeup?” Wooyoung rubs the pad of his thumb under Hongjoong’s eye as if to wipe away concealer. “You’re this handsome not wearing makeup?”

You gain a new respect for Wooyoung, having voiced exactly what you would have said if you were there. He rubs gently under both of Hongjoong’s eyes, making him squeeze them shut, holding Wooyoung’s arms as if to hold him back without any real intent to do so. When Hongjoong giggles, you feel your heart explode in your chest and that feeling of gratitude for Wooyoung turns to envy. How dare Wooyoung make Hongjoong laugh like that for thousands of people to see? And how dare Hongjoong for being so cute when you can’t do anything about it? Your chest is so full of love and jealousy that you throw your phone again, unable to take the torture. It’s going to be a long wait.

You spring up at the sound of your bell, your heart already racing. Hongjoong almost falls through the door into your arms and you grunt at the sudden weight.

He groans into your neck. “So tired.”

“I know, baby. Have you eaten?”

“Mhm.” Hongjoong summons the strength to stand by himself, giving you a peck on the lips in greeting. When you part, he looks you up and down with a lopsided smile. “You look cute today.”

“Me?” You do the same, taking in how soft he looks in that oversized hoodie and how warm he feels pressed against you. You kiss him again, more than a peck this time. “You’re adorable. Do you still want to watch a movie?”

“Yeah. If I fall asleep, wake me up, okay?”

You agree, but you would never.

With a mindless movie playing in the background and comfort food in bowls on the coffee table, you settle into the couch. Hongjoong cocks his head, wondering why you aren’t in your usual position (his lap), as you beckon him forward with your arms outstretched. “C’mere, baby.”

His brow furrows, lips pouting. “I could cry.”

You chuckle, dragging him to you by the sleeve. With your back against the armrest, Hongjoong lies with his back against your chest, your arms around his middle. It makes a moment of shifting around, but you eventually both find a comfortable position. Since it’s at the perfect height, you place a kiss on the top of his head. “You just get comfy, okay?”

“Love you.”

“Mhm. Love you too.”

You settle into watching the movie, but it becomes clear pretty early on that you’re not in the mood, more interested in appreciating Hongjoong’s soft laugh when something funny happens, how he shifts his position in your lap, how his scent fills your nose like perfume. Every so often, the urge to kiss him wins you over and you press your lips against his neck, making him chuckle or sigh gently each time. You want to do more, but since you know that Hongjoong is probably too tired, you rein in your affection like the understanding and stalwart partner that you are.

Hongjoong suddenly slides his hands over your arms, coming to lace his fingers between yours. His touch makes you shiver, but you don’t think he notices. Nor does he notice how you sigh as he adjusts his position again, the pleasure caused by the friction on your crotch making you realize that you’re a little more worked up than you thought.

You tighten your arms around him and lower your head to his shoulder. “Love you, Joongie,” you mumble before placing a kiss against the skin. “I really do.”

He exhales softly. “What’s gotten into you today?”

“You just look really cute.” You pepper kisses up his neck and onto his cheek, making him laugh again. “So cute. I just want you all to myself.”

He takes one of your hands and touches his lips to the back of it. “You already have me.”

“I saw some of your live stream. I was jealous of Wooyoung.”

“Wooyoung?”

“Mm. Making you laugh, telling you you’re handsome- who does he think he is?”

You’ve lost your focus somewhat, the taste of Hongjoong’s skin is too sweet, the soft noises he makes in response too addicting.

“Is it wrong that I don’t want others to see you like that?” You move to the other side of his neck and drag your lips up to just below his ear.

“You’re cute when you’re jealous,” Hongjoong says. “Besides, you’re the only one who gets to have me.”

“Everyone else just has to suffer knowing they can’t have you like this.” You put a finger on his chin and pull him to face you. Your tongues slide together easily. Something about the position you’re in with Hongjoong caged beneath your arms as you hold his head in place, makes you throb with want. You pull away from him and sigh at the sight of his reddening lips and his half-lidded eyes. You almost whine as you say his name. “Joongie…”

“Fuck the movie,” he says, moving to stand and presumably take you to your bedroom.

You tighten your arms. “Let me take care of you tonight.”

He turns his head to meet your eyes, one eyebrow raised.

“Can I?” You slide a hand under his hoodie, dragging your nails against his torso and feeling the shiver in his body. “I want to make you feel good, baby boy.”

He inhales sharply at the pet name. You’ve never used it before, nor have you taken more of a dominant role during sex, but tonight, it just feels right. “Baby boy?”

“Do you want me to call you that?”

Hongjoong is quiet for a moment, but then he sinks against your chest, the back of his head on your shoulder. “Yeah.”

You smile as you kiss him, heart exploding with excitement and affection. You’re so wet already, every sound Hongjoong makes, every movement of his body in response to yours only makes it worse. But your pleasure can wait. Tonight, you want it to be all about him.

“Tell me what you want me to do, baby boy.”

“Can you…” He stops himself.

“Tell me, baby.”

“Can you… touch my chest?”

You hum in affirmation, trying to ignore how your core throbs at his sheepish confession, and bring both hands under his hoodie. His skin is so hot as you smooth your palms over his torso, feeling the muscle he’s been working hard on lately. His chest too is more defined than you remember, or perhaps you just haven’t paid as close attention to it as this. Hongjoong lets out a shaky breath as your hands cup each peck.

“Like this?”

“Mm…”

You rub your thumbs over his nipples and his body trembles. As you continue, Hongjoong’s breathing becomes slow and measured as if trying to hold himself back. “Not like this?”

He throws his arm over his eyes. “This is so embarrassing…”

“Why are you embarrassed?” you ask, nipping gently at his neck.

“Ah! Be-because…”

“Baby boy…” Your fingers pinch and drag over his nipples in just the same way you like it. “Tell me.”

“I never give over control like this,” he huffs. “I’m not… like this…”

“If you want to stop…”

Again, Hongjoong takes a moment to answer. “No, I want it.” His voice is almost desperate, the pleading tone intensifying the desire already building within you. “Please, make me feel good.”

“You know I’d do anything for you, baby boy.” You kiss the promise into his skin and his lips until you're both breathless. “Anything. Tell me what you want and I’ll do it.”

He takes your hand and presses it against the hardness of his crotch. “Here. Make me cum.”

You palm him above his clothes just to enjoy the way he squirms and whines with impatience. You’ve touched him like this on your knees before, your back, straddling his waist, but with Hongjoong at your mercy now, slumped against you like you’re the only thing keeping him upright, it adds a whole new element to how it feels.

You unzip his pants, deciding you’ve teased him enough, and pull his cock out of his underwear.

“Already wet for me,” you say, swiping your thumb over the tip. “Such a pretty cock. Just as cute as the rest of you.”

“It’s not cute,” Hongjoong complains weakly, his argument lessened by how his hips jerk forward at your touch.

“Today, everything about you is cute.”

Hongjoong grumbles in response.

“Open your mouth, baby.”

It seems like he’s finally given himself over to you because he accepts your fingers past his lips without hesitation.

“Good boy.” Your own breathing is heavy and you moan at how his tongue swirls around your fingers. “Such a good boy for me.”

You remove them, a line of saliva connecting you. With a feather-light grip, you wrap your hand around his cock.

“Are you a good boy, Joongie?”

Hongjoong whimpers, closing his eyes as his head falls back again onto your shoulder. “I’m good. I’m a good boy for you.”

You move your wet hand down his shaft, drawing out a long groan from him.

“What else are you, baby?”

“Ah! Ahh…” He sucks air through his teeth at your painfully slow pace. “I’m- I’m-”

“You’re so cute. Say it for me.”

He makes a strangled noise as you increase your pace. “I’m cute! I’m so cute.”

“And?” you say, wondering how far he’ll go.

“And… And I have a cute cock. Everything about me is cute- please-” His hands grip your forearm. “Please make me cum. Please. Don’t I deserve it? I’ve been good for you.”

“Of course, baby boy. You deserve everything.” You wrap both hands around his shaft, now slick with precum and saliva and colored pink from the friction and heat. He releases another strangled groan that makes you ache with want. With the hoodie riding up on his chest, you can see how the muscles in his torso tense and relax every time his hips twitch. “Is this how you want it?”

“Your mouth- can I cum in your mouth?”

You slide out from under him and fall to your knees between his legs, wasting no time taking him as far down your throat as you can.

“Fu-fuck! God… Feels so good. So fucking good.”

You press your own legs together at the sight of him. His skin is flushed from the tips of his ears to his torso, even his chest is still slightly red from your touch while his mouth hangs open, lips puffy and wet. He sinks his hands into your hair but doesn’t pull, letting you set the pace. You can feel how close he is from how he throbs in your mouth. Digging the nails of one hand into his thigh, you take hold of the rest of his length that won’t fit inside, matching your strokes to the movement of your head.

“Gonna cum, baby. I’m so close.”

You hum around his length and raise your eyes to watch him.

His expression softens as he meets your gaze. “So pretty. Only you can make me feel this good.” His whole body shudders as he releases into your mouth, curling forward. “Fuck. I love you. I love you-”

His words are snatched from him by a sharp intake of breath as your mouth pops off his length. He watches in obvious awe as you swallow everything he gave you and swipe your thumb across your lips to clean up the mess.

You shuffle forward, smiling, and put your arms around his middle. “Did I make you feel good, baby boy?”

He nods, too out of breath to use words. You let him pull you onto his lap and sink into his desperate kiss.

“I want to make you cum too,” he says finally.

You shake your head. “You’re too tired, baby. You can barely keep your eyes open.”

“Didn’t you say tonight is all for me?”

You smile at him, placing your arms around his neck. “I did.”

“Then I want to make you cum.”

A thrill shoots through your body. Even though his words are decisive, his demeanor is desperate and earnest; you are still in control.

“How do you want to make me cum?”

“Sit on my face.” He holds your waist tightly. “I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to taste you.”

“God, Joongie, you’re going to kill me.” You push him back onto the couch and straddle his waist, unable to resist rocking your hips against his crotch. “I’m so lucky.”

Hongjoong hisses through his teeth, still sensitive from his own orgasm. “Baby, your clothes, could you take them off? I want to see you.”

You smile and hop off of him, making short work of your outfit. He watches all the while, taking your hand to help you straddle him again when you’re done.

“So beautiful…” His hands travel up from your hips to your chest, leaving goosebumps in their wake. You sigh as he plays with your nipples, trying to contain just how desperate you are for him to make you cum. “All mine.”

“All yours, baby boy,” you tell him, lowering to your elbows to kiss him softly. “Are you ready?”

“Mhm.”

You straighten your back and shuffle forward. Hongjoong’s eyes leave yours. Normally you wouldn’t feel self-conscious, but the way he stares at your pussy with his mouth half-open, chest heaving, has you blushing. “You’re so wet already. Did you hold yourself back for me?”

You let out an embarrassingly loud moan as his lips suck against your clit, your body arching forward until you have to brace yourself on the armrest. “Hongjoong… God-”

His skills are as sharp as ever, even with this new dynamic you’re trying, and he’s moaning along with you as if he’s feeling good just by doing this to you. The lewd noises made by his wet lips and tongue moving against your clit only turn you on further and it isn’t long before you’re trembling against him.

“Joongie. Joongie… God, I love you. You’re doing so good for me. Such a good boy.” The words pour out of you as the pleasure he’s giving you makes you unable to think before you speak. Hongjoong whines beneath you, the vibration tipping you over the edge. “Baby boy. Oh, Joongie, feels so good. So fucking good for me.”

Waves of pleasure shake your body and you can’t help but grind yourself against his mouth to ride out the last throws. Hongjoong’s tongue works tirelessly, dragging it across your cunt as if to gather up all of your wetness. But eventually, it becomes too much and you have to pull yourself away. Hongjoong groans in annoyance but you quickly silence him with a kiss. It feels filthy and intimate all at once, his mouth and chin sticky with your wetness that you lick away with your own tongue. Even though you’ve just had an orgasm, your head hasn’t cleared at all. You just want more and more of him and you’re not sure it could ever be enough.

“Mommy-” The word makes you both freeze. You look down at him where he’s looking at you with searching eyes. “Can I call you that?”

You wonder how you haven’t died yet. “Joongie…”

He must see the unambiguous yes in your expression because he soon says, “Mommy, I’m hard again. I want to fuck you. Please.”

You can’t form a response. You feel feral. With clumsy hands, you pull his hoodie over his head and his pants and underwear over his legs. Without preamble, you take hold of his cock, wet and hot in your hand, and guide it inside you.

The sound you make is filthy. You’re still so sensitive from your orgasm that the drag of Hongjoong’s cock inside you is heightened to dizzying levels.

“Ah!” Hongjoong’s head falls back as he bottoms out. “Does it feel good? You’re so tight, mommy.”

“You’re perfect.” You drag your hips against him slowly so that his cock brushes against something inside you that makes you mewl. “All mine.”

You fall forward, leaning on your elbows on either side of his head. As your chest brushes against his, you both shiver. “Fuck me, mommy, please.”

You raise your hips and sink back down in one quick motion. Hongjoong groans, his mouth falling open even further, eyes rolling back in his head.

“Feel good, baby?”

You repeat the movement, the sounds of your skin slapping together and the obscene wet sucking noises filling the room.

“So good. I can’t-”

“You gonna cum again for me so quickly? Such a good boy.”

You squeeze around his length, giving him no mercy as you bounce on top of him. Hongjoong has tears in his eyes, sweat making his skin shine.

“Come inside me, baby boy. You wanna give it to me?”

“Please. I wanna cum inside.”

“Cum for me, baby. I love you.”

Tears of pleasure roll over his cheeks as he squeezes his eyes shut. He meets your continuing thrusts as he empties inside you, making you bite your lip in an attempt to keep yourself under control. Normally, it would be him fucking into you until you can do nothing but moan and cry, until your bucking into his touch without realizing. It’s driving you crazy to see him under you like this, so under your control, so trusting. So ruined by you.

His cock twitches inside you and you can feel his cum starting to leak onto your thighs. One arm is thrown over his eyes while he tries to regain his breath.

“You okay, baby?”

He peeks at you from under his arm. “So okay.”

“Good. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

He makes a half-hearted attempt to keep you close, but he’s weak as a kitten. You head to the bathroom to quickly take care of yourself and return dressed in PJs with a damp towel. Hongjoong hums in contentment as you dab away the mess you’ve made of his body, helping to dress him back in his hoodie and sweatpants. When you finish by combing your fingers through his hair, he’s almost purring.

Hongjoong pulls you against his chest and you relish the warm feeling of him pressed against you.

“Did you like it?” you ask him.

“It was perfect. You’re so good to me.”

“Really?”

“Really.” It’s you humming in contentment now as he plays with your hair. “But don’t think just because I liked it that I’m going to be all submissive and cute all the time.”

“Just sometimes?”

“Yeah, sometimes sounds perfect.”

#hongjoong #ateez hongjoong #ateez #smut #sub!hongjoong #wooyoung #fanfic #mommy!reader #hongjoong x reader #hongjoong x you

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mischiefsmind · 2 years

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Daddy!hongjoon and mommy!seonghwa fucking you and you can keep it down and they say this

.“You’re so fucking loud. Do you want everyone to hear how much of a slut you are?”

Got me clenching

#mommy!seongwha #daddy!hongjoon #ateez hongjoong #ateez seonghwa #ateez smut

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holybibly · 4 months

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Pretty Flushed | MATZ x Reader | Part I

Genre: smut, hybrids!Au

Word Count: 10.6k

Summary: Debts must always be repaid, even if they are not your own, and you will learn this cruel lesson from your own bitter sweet experience.

Or where innocent bunnies are the most delicious dessert for the big bad wolf

Part II

WARNING: Unprotected sex, Mommy/Alpha! Seonghwa, Daddy/Alpha! Hongjoong, Omega/Bunny! Reader, оral knotting, stomach bulge, vaginal knotting, breeding, fingering, choking, degrading, pet names, spit kink, size kink, face fucking, hair pulling, manhandling, threesomes, dirty talk, explicit sexual content, explicit language, squirting, pussy slapping, dacryphilia, oral, cum eating, overstimulation and more.

Tag list: @jeolmeunday @meowmeeps @wayzatiny @stolasisyourparent @iweirdthingsblog @staytinyville @yoonivjpg @spooo00oky @kibs-and-bits @yunnieo @avantalem @dreamingofyeo @uuviey @mxnsxngie @bahngchatsfx @yeosang-dot-mp3 @zzz-zzs @yeos-bunny @seonghwasstar @fvlvy @bunnyluvr25 @watermelon2319 @weedforthoughtz @teez-the-time @bakarilennox @atinyreads @bluesungshine @kihyuns-military-wife @seventhcallisto @maximofftrash @0325tiny @edusweah @haven-cove @nhari @sanhwalvr @hecateslittlewitchling @icecold2baby @readerofallthingss @appleschre @wannabebarbiesworld @kpopmonstur @ohflorah @yoongiigolden @unxverxse @kuromiiy @cherryynoir @mitchikeli @atinism @minaizum1 @st4rhwa @kayleigh-28 @onedumbho3 @imthetempter @soobiverse

A/N: I hadn't planned to split this into two parts, but I'm not good at writing anything under 25k, so Part 1 is here today.This universe will evolve, and there are a few more works to come. I'm kind of obsessed with them. Sorry, but I'm on my knees in front of men in furs, and I'm not ashamed of it at all. I hope you all look forward to Part 2 as much as I did.

All comments and reblogs are very much appreciated and are a great motivation for me. Feel free to ask me anything; questions and private messages are open.

The whole tag list will also be relevant for the second part. I may add 10-15 more people to the second part tag, so if you want to be tagged, please leave a comment under this post.

divider by @cafekitsune

Have fun, bunnies; the heat is on.

Ever since you were born, your mother has always said to you, "Good bunnies should be submissive and grateful; they shouldn't cause any problems," and you have always followed her words with an exceptional level of obedience.

Responsive, soft, and gentle, you were the perfect embodiment of all the best qualities of your breed. You were the best bunny in the litter, something you were undoubtedly proud of and always justified with your perfect behaviour.

You were so tender, affectionate, and charming—the absolute image of a good girl. Always helpful, understanding, and ready to help in any situation. Despite the mocking nickname "Goody Two Shoes" given to you by the other bunnies on the farm, you were happy to be who you were.

"Good bunnies are obedient bunnies" was the simple truth of your entire life.

You bowed your head and bared your neck in respect, went to church on Sundays, helped breastfeed the younger bunnies in the nursery, studied hard, and, of course, had a clean and pure reputation.

It's not that you didn't have a clue what sex was. You'd gotten your fair share of heats, but unfortunately, you were too shy and indecisive to get laid with someone. You spent all of your heats in the company of a cute little glass dildo and a silver plug that was adorned with a shiny pink stone.

The obscene thoughts and pornographic images that filled your mind at the time always made you feel extremely ashamed. But what could you do when you were literally born to be a beautiful sex toy? It was a rather humiliating fact for your species, but all rabbits were something of a slut for a big fat cock. Their primitive reproductive instincts were stronger than any sense of decency they had.

From your point of view, this was the one and only blemish on your otherwise "saintly" image. A black mark on your spotless reputation. Your small guilty pleasure.

In everything else, you followed strict rules and remained a naive, obedient girl.

At the moment, the situation in which you found yourself was a traumatic one for your fragile, isolated mind, to say the least. On top of that, your heat was coming on relentlessly, and the growing excitement tingling beneath the surface of your skin was making it a hundred times worse. All the more so when it was being fuelled by the heavy, seductive pheromones emanating from the man sitting in front of you.

In all the time you'd been in this room, you hadn't even dared to look at him.

Torn between the deep-seated prey instinct that urges you to run and hide and the forbidden dark desire to submit to the dominant species, your mind goes haywire, causing almost physical pain.

It was a choice between fuck and death, and you were stuck in the middle. If you dared to turn your back on him, he wouldn't hesitate to rip your throat out with his teeth or rape you right there on the fluffy carpet, rough and animalistic.

In spite of the very real danger, the nymphomaniac half of your brain was happily imagining how nice it would be to feel the soft pile of the carpet against your skin as you were put on all fours and fucked senseless.

Embarrassing as it was to admit, bunnies weren't the smartest of creatures, more concerned with mating and satisfying an insatiable sex drive than anything else. Sometimes they lacked intelligence and common sense in situations where it was needed, and this was one of those times. So it was not surprising that you thought more about the carpet under your feet and the cock between your legs than the real and obvious threat to your fragile life.

All air and glass, too brittle and soft for this world; you were easily broken.

"Haven't they taught you any manners, pretty thing? Stop staring at the floor. I'll never believe he's more attractive than me, so lift your head up, bunny, and let me have a good look at your sweet face." The voice was deep and rich, with a kind of chocolate smoothness that glided over your skin like a forbidden caress.

The sensation was so clear and vivid that a pleasant warmth spread over your entire body with a gentle blush, and a tingling sensation began to tingle palpably in your lower abdomen.

You almost start to whimper in response, but you manage to suppress the humiliating sound deep in your throat and bite the inside of your cheek in pain.

His presence is so strong and commanding, so suffocating, that it feels like the whole world has frozen at his feet. The sensation burns you to the bone, and a primal, little-used instinct signals the impending danger, sending an icy shiver down the length of your spine.

The bunny's submissive nature can't help but react to such blatant dominance, and your body responds by sending out signals of submission, causing you to tilt your head slightly to the side to show him your gently exposed neck.

Your long ears flutter weakly at the sound of a velvety purr escaping the man's lips, and you let the muscles that are taut as silk ribbons relax a little, knowing he's accepted your gesture of submission.

"A good bunny is an obedient bunny," so as soon as the dynamic between you is cleared, you immediately follow the command he gave you earlier.

"I... I don't... Excuse me, sir." You stammer as you awkwardly try to formulate the right words and finally raise your head to look at the gorgeous man in front of you with the glassy stare of big, wide, open eyes.

"There you are, my cuddly little bunny. Such good manners, my pet. I wonder if you are always such a docile sugar thing, obediently following all instructions." He chuckles slightly, the mockery of it clearly audible in the soft sound. "Do you like what you see?" As if inviting a kiss, the tip of his pointed tongue flicks sensually across his voluptuous, plump lips. There is a flash of something in his seductive, languid gaze. A sense of knowledge. Feeling of power. Every move and every word were deliberate.

This was the beginning of the game between predator and prey. He seduced her only to tear her to pieces once she was in his clawed hands.

No one asked questions on your farm; you were always told what to do and how to answer. So his question, to put it mildly, has you confused, and you don't know what to say to him, or rather, what answer he expects from you.

The man before you is magnificent. The majestic face is like that of a fierce beast of prey and an angel of death rolled into one. Warmth surged to your face at the mere sight of him and sank to the depths of your soul in the same moment. What could you say? Are you the most beautiful thing I've ever seen? Even that wouldn't have been enough.

A pair of pointed ears could be seen between silky black curls that twitched with interest at every sound. Silver fur that felt so soft to the touch. Not as soft as your own, perhaps, but that did not diminish the desire to be touched in any way. The same silver shimmered in the lazy movements of his thick tail.

He was half-reclining in a large leather chair, as if he were sitting on a royal throne. His long legs were spread wide and covered in a pair of designer jeans that drew attention to his crotch. The outline of a large, thick cock was clearly visible through the fabric.

At the mere sight of him, lust spills deep into your loins. The sweet voice of approaching heat sings happily in your head, "The perfect mate, just what you need. He'll destroy you, satiate you, and tie you up with his big fat knot." These thoughts were so sickening, but that's what you get for being a bunny.

You had to shake them off. Good girls don't think about dicks. Especially when their lives are literally on the brink of death.

Tattoo lines ran down the length of his slender neck. There was a small scar where the mating bite had taken place. His skin was uneven and swollen in places. It was as if teeth had sunk into him several times in a row, overlapping the bites.

But there was one detail in the whole of his stunning appearance that made your eyes widen in fear, and the space between his thighs filled with the liquid honey of desire.

Wool in all shades of brown and sand, harmoniously woven into a massive, voluminous fur coat. It didn't take a genius to figure out who he was, and your pheromone-fogged brain would only belatedly realise that you were in serious trouble. There was only one species that could afford to wear fur in such a provocative and shameless manner.

A wolf. And an Alpha at that.

The ultimate predator. He was cunning, stealthy, and tantalising when he wanted to be.

The moment of realisation hits you like a lightning bolt. A nervous shiver runs down your spine, and your hands start to shake as you crumple up the hem of your white skirt. You look a little ridiculous in your pretty white outfit—all frills and lace. It was your idea of a sweet outfit. But it looks naively childish, almost silly, compared to the Alpha's luxurious furs and designer clothes.

He's clearly amused by your nervousness. The corners of his luscious, perfectly sculpted lips curve into a mocking, devilish smile. The sharp tips of his fangs are revealed, and your pulse races.

You've heard many stories from other bunnies about how tempting predators can be to natural prey like you, like moths seduced by flames and such. But how could you, such a gentle and sweet girl, be attracted to this alpha standing before you?

The way you squeezed your thighs together clearly showed how excited you were. The Alpha sniffs at this and then laughs deeply and darkly.

"Ah, you obviously like what you see, don't you, little slut? It turns out the rumours were true; all bunnies are such whores for dick. I was under the impression that we had an innocent creature on our hands here. Mmm, that's a shame, sweetheart."

You open your mouth to object, but all you hear is a soft whimper that makes him laugh even harder. The sound practically vibrates against your heated skin, a deep shade of burgundy spilling over your chubby cheeks in a humiliating blush.

And yet, you're a very stupid bunny.

"I want to see more of that slutty nature, but we'll get back to that later, sweetheart. Now tell me, do you know what you're doing here, Fluffy?" You squirm under the intensity of his gaze. His eyes are dark and so predatory. There's a hunger in them that's hard to hide, and it makes your heart beat so fast that you can feel every beat in your ribs, and your legs start to tremble harder than ever, but underneath all that fear, there's something else.

The tugging feeling of arousal in your lower abdomen grows stronger by the second, drops of viscous mucus moisten the silky folds of your pussy, and your panties suddenly become very uncomfortable, clinging uncomfortably to your crotch.

A new wave of sweet, tempting pheromones fills the room, smothering you with delicious sweetness, responding to your actions. Your head begins to spin, a numb sensation of excitement crawling out from under your skin and spreading throughout your body until it spills over your chubby cheeks in a bright red blush.

It was too twisted for your fragile mind, and you were furious at the terror and bliss hidden beneath it, but the attraction was too strong to deny. But for silly, sweet bunnies, it was the world's biggest mistake to feel and react like that. You're supposed to be this calm and brave bunny, not trembling with lust under that hypnotic black gaze. And you certainly shouldn't have found this wolf to be so attractive and so sexy.

But some part of you had already surrendered to him before you were even aware of it, and your body seemed to be unable to overcome the perverse attraction you were feeling.

You tried to convince yourself that it was all about the deep-seated instinct to procreate—the very natural rabbit instinct and the impending heat—but that would be self-destructive.

Good girls always end up with the big bad guy's dick in their mouth. And that wolf was big and mean. The fear of his sharp teeth sinking into your neck practically melted away at the thought of him tying you in a knot and fuck you so good you'd forget your name.

"Я... I don't know, sir. I'm a good bunny. I'm very obedient. Please believe me..." Your mind is a mess; you can't form coherent thoughts, and you speak in scrappy phrases that make no sense.

Your eyes start to water, and a lump forms in your throat, making it hard to breathe. It's like a sudden temper hysteria, as if all of your senses have been rebooted at once and you can't make up your mind how to react at the moment. Something inside of you snap, like a self-defence mechanism that has just been activated, and crystal tears will begin to flow down your face.

Here you are, a cute little bunny in a wolf's lair, left to be eaten by a big, bad wolf.

You finally realise that all this is happening in a wolf's den, where you are completely helpless and vulnerable to the danger represented by the handsome man sitting in front of you. The most important thing is that you have absolutely no idea why you have been brought here. The head of your farm has asked you to ride with him, and of course you have obediently agreed; you would never dare to refuse; it would be so disrespectful and rude, as your mother has always told you....

Oh my God, Mum! Did she know where you were? She must be worried. Isn't she?

Your heart is pounding in your chest, fear is coursing through your veins, and hot tears are stinging your eyes. Your left heel hits the ground a few times in a convulsive manner. The panicked sound is drowned out by the softness of the carpet—the same carpet that pleased you just a few minutes ago.

The wolf's eyes grew hungrier, lust blazing in them like a golden flame, and he licked his lips sensuously. The moan he lets out is nothing less than pure porn, and you shudder. Whether it's from sheer terror or from excitement, you can't tell.

His long tongue traced the outline of his full lips once more, and you understood the meaning of what he was doing.

He's tasting your fear. Oh, fuck.

It was no secret that all wolves were a little sexually perverted; they always found the display of primal fear extremely arousing and had a tendency towards dacryphilia.

One day, one of the bunny girls from your farm spent her mating season with one of the wolves from a neighbouring clan. She came back looking as if she'd been abused for years—bites, wounds, bruises, and hickeys—but her blissful sighs and her belly, swollen from all the sperm she'd received, said she had no regrets about choosing a mate.

For a bunny like you, sex with a wolf was like flirting with death. He'd tear you to pieces, and you'd be grateful. If you survived, of course.

Yet there was something deeply erotic about being at the mercy of this ferocious, godlike creature; helpless and defenceless against his cruel touch, his fierce stare, and his razor-sharp fangs.

You're almost feverish. Your cheeks are beginning to burn from the shameful excitement building up between your legs, your lower lip is quivering with barely suppressed sobs, and your palms are sweating from the hot, lingering, perverse sense of temptation that is bubbling under your skin like scalding water. It's so deadly and dangerous that it's almost blissfully pleasurable.

Cotton tail twitches nervously, and your long ears flatten against your head, the whole body trying to curl up into a ball in the hope of escaping that greedy gaze.

In the wolf's eyes, you become even more appetising—such a sweet little thing for his taste. He smiles sweetly at you—as sweet as a wolf's smile can be. This sudden change in his demeanour makes you swallow noisily the viscous saliva that has gathered in your mouth. The smile on those beautiful lips is so much softer, gentler, and almost motherly, and your body unconsciously relaxes, fooled by the feigned kindness.

Stupid, stupid bunny.

"Didn't they tell you, my sweet little bunny?" His voice is a wicked, velvety purr. Your fluffy cotton tail twitches nervously, as if warning you of impending danger, and you squeak weakly. "You're completely empty-headed, sweetheart."

Almost lazily, Alpha brings the glass of amber-coloured whisky to his lips and takes a small sip from it. His tongue is slowly rolling the liquid in his mouth; it is poking at his cheek in a vulgar way that is too obvious to be an accident. It's a deliberate move. The glass is set on the table with a soft clink, the echo of which is matched by your heel hitting the floor.

When he speaks again, his lips are wet, glistening with drops of alcohol, and you realise with a sense of humiliation that your silk panties are getting much wetter.

"My name is Seonghwa and I am the Alpha Leader of this house. Your farm owes me a debt of gratitude, my little one. I've been patient enough to wait for a while, but you bunnies are such damned greedy things, always wanting to take and expecting to get away with it just because of your pretty face. But you don't. It's time to pay your bills, and you're my sweet girl; you're going to pay me back everything your farm owes me. That's what you're here for." Seonghwa tilted his head sideways, almost childishly, and added mockingly. "Do you understand me, pretty thing, or do I have to repeat it to you again so that your tiny brain can understand it?"

He is blatantly humiliating you and openly mocking, knowing full well that rabbits are a little on the small side mentally and sometimes have a hard time taking in information correctly at first go.

You let out a half-whine, half-squeal, and shake your head negatively. Your fluffy blonde curls fall over your flushed face and stick uncomfortably to the thick candy-pink gloss on your lips. Right now, you look absolutely nothing like the well-behaved bunny you are.

"That… that's not true… Please don't do this to me, my farm; we are very good bunnies. Seong…sir, I am a good girl, the best bunny in the litter, and I have never taken anything from anyone." You respond with a soft whimper that turns into a loud sob.

You're a pretty pathetic sight to behold, but that only seems to turn him all the more.

Seonghwa places a dainty palm on the inside of his thigh, too high for propriety, and you shiver at the sound of his dark laughter. This action is a subtle, almost primitive, act of dominance. It is designed to draw attention to his large, hard cock hidden beneath the fabric of his jeans. His knot must be huge.

Your mouth fills with saliva at the thought and you swallow loudly, fluffy tail quivering and flicking slightly in response to his behaviour. Thoughts of what it would be like to be tied up by an alpha, for once in your life, make your breath catch in your throat. Apart from the gossip you've heard from the other bunnies, you're not even aware of it. You are wondering what it will feel like when the Alpha is tying you up with his knot and stretching your pussy wide open around it.

It's something that's on the edge of your sanity, and you're both scared and eager to rub your face on his cock, drooling all over it like a proper slut.

All of your nerves are stretched to the breaking point, and your mind is consumed by a fog of hormones and a mixture of terror. Your skin melts from the sensory overload, and your body begins to prepare itself for the fact that this man is about to ruin your life. You are almost desperate for what is about to happen.

His aura grows heavier, and finally, for the first time all night, you get a whiff of him. It's thick, enveloping, and evil—the smell of bitter almonds with notes of whisky, black cherry, and something else. Your nose twitched as you tried to catch the subtle note, and when you did, you sobbed loudly. There was a faint, subtle scent of blood emanating from it, a scent common to all predators.

In a reflexive response, you try to put as much distance as possible between yourself and the predator by taking small steps backwards. Somewhere in your chest, a feeling of panic is building up, and you can hear your heart beating frantically, pumping blood.

Even through the fog of excitement, your brain is responding to the real danger, telling you to back away, and you obediently follow its advice before your back hits something that's both hard and incredibly soft at the same time. As your trembling fingers sink into the luxuriously thick fur, the feeling of terror returns with redoubled force.

Somebody else was here.

Seonghwa growls, his eyes rolling back as he throws his head back. His mouth opens in noisy, deep breaths, as if he were choking to death, and the sweet pheromones fill the room even more than before. His thick tail flicks behind his back like a whip, and his body shakes a little, overflowing with the energy and lust he has suppressed. Your fear is like sweet ambrosia on his tongue, and he craves more; he wants to hear your scream, your hot tears, your terror, and your excitement pouring out of your tiny cunt.

Oh, baby, he's going to tear you to hell.

His hand squeezes his cock hard under the fabric of his jeans a couple of times, causing him to let out a passionate moan. It's a deep, animal sound, full of dangerous warnings.

And there's nothing but hunger in his eyes when he looks at you again. Seonghwa looks like he wants to rape you until you're numb, to fuck you to death, and to fill you to the brim until your belly swells with all the cum he's going to pour into you. And there's so much of it—somuch that it'll be pouring out of you for hours.

You whimper, every nerve in your body vibrating and tingling, and you try to take another step back, but the hard body behind you won't budge an inch.

"Oh, Fluffy, are you leaving us already? I just came to play." His voice was soft and a little feminine, and you could hear a barely concealed evil chuckle in it. He purred in your ear in a sensual way, and a pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around you in a tight embrace. Painfully digging into your soft curves were fingers adorned with massive silver rings. The man behind you mooed with satisfaction as he squeezed you even tighter into his arms. "Mmm… what a pretty pet we have here, Seonghwa. A tiny, sweet doll, how lucky we are to have you, huh? Such a silly, innocent little bunny in a den of big wolves". Soft fur wraps around you like a blanket as his cold, sharp nose burrows deep into the curve of your neck. Taking a deep breath, the wolf runs his nose along the pulsating scent gland. He must really like the smell, because you can feel the slight vibration of his growling against your skin. "You smell good - so delicious, fluffy - like peaches and cream. Makes me want to eat you alive." The man chuckles, playfully clicking his teeth against your neck as the slippery liquid moistens your thighs.

"As always on time, Hongjoong." Seonghwa remarks with an irritated tone.

"Don't be so greedy, Hwa. The scent of her excitement wafts through the house like an invitation." The Alpha behind you continues to fiddle with your throat. He runs his nose over your skin almost lazily, as if he has all the time in the world. "You can literally feel her taste on your tongue; you should have a look at Mingi and Yunho right now." He chuckles again and weakly bites the skin of your neck. You tremble all over in his arms, your fear heightened by the mention of other wolves, but with it comes a shameful sense of arousal, and you're clearly aware of how much is dripping from you. The thick, clear liquid is dripping down your legs and soaking into the fabric of your shoes.

Your heart flutters as they speak of you so casually, as if you are nothing more than a thing, a shiny new toy that has caught their attention. It's a knowledge that is simultaneously exhilarating and frightening.

So you try to speak to them again, to ask them to let you go to the farm, but all your words fall on deaf ears.

"Please..." Your voice sounds rather pathetic, more like a plea for their dicks than for a safe return to the farm. "I don't... I don't know what you're talking about. I'm a good, obedient bunny, and I owe nothing to anyone. You've got to be mistaken." You stammered, sobbing, turning your full attention back to the black-haired Alpha, belatedly noticing how faintly the blood-red frame of his bottomless black irises glimmered. "Let me go home, please. My mom is worried."

"Do you think we should let the bunny go, Hwa? She's so courteous, and she's got mum worrying about her." The Alpha behind you, Hongjoon, brings his hand up to stroke the velour base of your ears, and you make a small squeal as his fingers touch the sensitive spot.

"Aren't you just the most adorable pet, Princess? Don't worry, you've got another mommy to look after you now."

As Hongjoong rubbed the soft base of your ear harder, all rational awareness left you completely. Your ears have always been your erogenous zone, and you never let anyone touch them. You stifled a long, whimpering moan when your large front teeth dug painfully into your lower lip. You had to cross your knees to relieve the throbbing between your legs. But that only made more slick run down your legs.

Alpha presses his hips against your plump arse, and you can clearly feel the sheer size of his cock; it's hard, massive, almost palpably hot, even through the fabric, and despite the numbing excitement and lust of your impending heat, you realise that you'll never be able to fit something so thick and large inside you.

You let out a loud squeal at the thought and immediately covered your mouth with the palm of your hand, but it was of no use at all. Through the veil of tears, you can see Seonghwa's fluffy tail swaying upwards, interested in the sound, and Hongjoong letting out a long, languorous moan into your skin.

Wolves and their twisted, lustful minds.

All of it is driving them mad, making their cocks throb painfully in their trousers, and releasing even more of their pheromones. Your crystal-sweet tears on your cheeks, flushed with humiliation and desire; the terror frozen in your wide open eyes; that vulnerable, helpless look; and of course, the thick, creamy scent of your slime.

"My innocent bunny, hasn't anyone told you that there are many bad people in this world?" Seonghwa says with an exaggerated tenderness that makes his plump lips pucker up cutely. Every word that he says is a pure sneer at you, wrapped up in the velvety purr of his deep voice.

"Hwa, it's too hard for our sweet little pet; she's got air in her head." Hongjoong chuckling tauntingly again, and you notice, not without horror, that the distance between you and Seonghwa has shrunk to the extent that you are standing between his spread legs, the toes of your pretty pink satin shoes touching the hem of his luxurious fur coat. Hongjoong's actions were so distracting that you didn't even notice that he was bringing you closer to the main Alpha. Wrapped in a haze of seductive pheromones and lust, your head was indeed empty and light.

A sweet, empty-headed bunny. Such a perfect toy to be used for their amusement.

All Seonghwa has to do is reach out to stroke the soft silk of your thighs, and judging by the way his gaze slides to the edge of your skirt, which frankly left little to the imagination, and his nostrils flare as he inhales the creamy peach scent, the thought crosses his mind as well. And it would appear that he's not the only one.

Hongjoong's fingernails scratch the thin skin on the inside of your thigh like delicate, sharp claws, causing a stream of warm liquid to flow from your pussy. He growls contentedly as the sticky, sweet-smelling moisture remains on his fingertips.

"Is someone excited, fluffy?" His tongue is hot and wet, licking languidly over the swollen, scented gland, and your cunt clenches reflexively. Your face flares with humiliation. "You're such a dirty girl, my darling."

"I'm a good bunny." Slapping your heel against the floor, you protest weakly. Your lips curl into a cute pout by themselves, almost childish.

The scent of Alpha rises, and for the second time tonight, you lose your head at it—it's something so delicious, almost sinful, with notes of chocolate, rum, spice, and pink pepper. A sharp spark of excitement runs through your body, and the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.

Your knees buckle, and if Hongjoon wasn't literally holding you, you'd be lying on the floor at their feet. That's where you belong. Turning you to face him, he wraps his fingers around your chin.

Hongjoon's just as strikingly handsome as Seonghwa, but unlike the long-haired Alpha's sensually seductive features, this one has sharper, almost demonic ones.

A truly wolfish smile—all fangs and hunger—plays on his red lips. A pair of pointed white ears twitch interestedly at your attention, and his tail sways lazily behind his back. He's also dressed in furs, a toxic orange and scarlet, and you can't help but notice how perfectly they fit him. It's as bold as his owner.

"Come on, fluffy; don't cry; let daddy take care of that sweet face." In long, slow motion, he licks the tears from your cheeks. Something seems to be breaking inside him as the Alpha rolls his eyes and moans gutturally.

Afraid to even take a breath, you freeze completely in his arms. The excitement rushes through your vagina, and your pussy clenches desperately against nothing. Your big, wet eyes don't move from his face until he meets your gaze once more. A look so dark and predatory that it makes you want to cry even harder than before. Only you can't tell if you're afraid of him or if you want to continue to please him.

"Bunny…you're just asking for a knot, aren't you? All these tears… you're driving me crazy, my angel." His purr is sweet as sugar. His hot tongue licks away your tears as his lips press against your plump, wet cheeks. "Let me explain this to you, my darling. Your "wonderful" farm gave you away to pay off a debt. My fragile little girl, you belong to us now. Ours to play, ours to fuck, ours to breed."

"Hongjoong is absolutely right, princess. From this day on, you belong to us, my bunny. You are such a jewel for our house. Maybe we'll even let the younger wolves play with you a bit. They're a bit rough around the edges, but I promise they'll be on their best behaviour around a beautiful thing like you. If they bite you, they'll lick your tiny cunt to make up for it."

Your left heel taps the floor a few times, and you manage to make a low squeaking noise.

"I'm not an object." You didn't even know who you were trying to convince—you or them. Of course you were a thing in their hands, nothing more than a pretty cock sleeve, and the words Hongjoong and Seonghwa had said a moment before had accurately described your position in their house.

The black-haired Alpha rose from his seat and towered over you. Up close, he's not just beautiful; he's godlike. Instinctively, you arch your back and tilt your head back so that your eyes meet his. His gaze is so searing, so sharp, that you feel your skin burning underneath as you begin to wriggle and whimper in Hongjoong's tight grip, the two Alphas chuckling merrily.

"Aren't you?" He raises an eyebrow at you in a mocking manner. The corners of his lips curl up in a mischievous grin, just enough to reveal the tips of his pointed fangs. "So tell me, bunny, what shall I call you?"

"Y/N." Your voice is no more than a whisper to him. Seonghwa's ears twitch in your direction with interest, and Hongjoong's warm breath kisses the sensitive skin on the back of your neck. They heard you very well. But that doesn't stop them from addressing you with a certain harshness.

Seonghwa's hand runs gently through your hair before he grabs a handful and pulls it out sharply. You squeak shrilly, and the sound echoes with their laughter, velvety and mocking.

They are large, warm, and deadly, and you look tiny in the midst of them; the difference in your size is so obvious.

"Speak up, fluffy. I want to hear that pretty little voice of yours loud and clear."

In the meantime, Hongjoong's fingers are already pulling at your hair on the other side, without any ceremony at all. His claws scratch your scalp for a second, and the stinging prick sends a shiver down the length of your back.

"Be gentle, Hongjoong; you don't want to break it before its time, do you? The puppies will go mad if they can't get their teeth into the bunny." Seonghwa chuckles.

He tilts his face towards you to lick away your tears as he watches you squirm in his mate's arms with sadistic pleasure. You can't help but notice that Seonghwa's tongue is much longer than the other Alpha's, so attuned are you to their every action.

"Be a good girl and do as you're told. You don't want to disappoint mommy, do you, Fluffy?"

Be good. That's what you've always been told. Be obedient, because that's what the perfect little bunny should be, and you would never dare break that rule. It's literally tattooed on the subcortex of your brain. Standards of behaviour and obedience have been pounded into your pretty little head for years, and even if your instincts weren't to please your more dominant partner, prey, or predator, it doesn't matter; your obedience reflex would definitely be kicking in.

"Y/N." This time, you speak clearly and loudly as you are asked. "My name is Y/N."

"Y/N." Seonghwa pulls. As if tasting your name. "Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, it sounds so sweet, bunny. Mommy likes it." He grins broadly at you, showing his sharp teeth, and your cunt clenches shamefacedly in response, releasing another copious amount of mucus.

You make a soft sound, something between a squeak and a wheeze, your tail tucking in, your long ears drooping and flattening against your head.

"So what are we going to do with you, Y/N?" Hongjoong rolls your name over his tongue as if he's licking you between your legs, sounding almost pornographic. You want to hear it over and over again, any way you can.

"I don't know..." It's such a shame, but your instincts take over your mind, making you flow like a waterfall, dumbing yourself down for their pleasure.

"Mmm, my little angel, don't you know?" Hongjoong's lips touched the bowl of your ear, the tip of his tongue licking the soft skin and teasing your already shy nature. "Do you want daddy to spoil you, fluffy?" He purrs, making your cheeks burn shamefully, and you desperately shake your head to say yes, heated and embarrassed.

All rational thought becomes a blur, and your clouded mind focuses only on the growing sensation of the void between your legs and the puddle of liquid flowing from it.

"Please." Tears roll down your face, and your knees buckle as you shake violently and begin to go limp in the grip of the wolf. Seonghwa sucks aggressively at the skin of your swollen scent gland, leaving a mark of his right to you, a mark of his superiority. You're nothing more than a pretty fuck toy, the cutest sleeve for his cock, and the perfect bitch for him to breed with. "Ah-alpha, I beg you..."

"Look at her, Hwa, such a polite girl. Begging and pleading like a well-mannered pet. Shouldn't we have a reward for her?" He puts wet kisses on your throat. The sound of his purring voice sends signals straight to your quivering, warm pussy. "Don't you want the big, scary wolves to breed this small, narrow cunt?" You draw in a sharp breath as you feel Hongjoong's hand move down, squeezing the inside of your thigh and forcing your legs to spread apart.

As the palm of his hand cups your pussy in a possessive manner, you wheeze for air, and Hongjoong gasps slightly at the sensation of how wet you are. A shiver runs through your body as the Alpha slowly rubs his fingers along your folds through your silk panties, filling the room with a wet slurping sound as the fluid pours out. His fingers glide over your needy clit, trailing lightly as you fall deeper and deeper.

"My angel, daddy is going to make sure that this sweet pussy is always fed and filled with his warm cum." His fingers rub roughly over your throbbing clit, through your damp panties. They slide lower, pushing the panties lightly into your hole, mockingly watching your body jerk weakly. The touch stings, the sensitive edges of your hole tightening instinctively around his fingertips.

You want to spread your legs as wide as possible for the Alphas in front of you. To show how ready you are to be used, to be stuffed with their cocks, and, of course, to be tied with their big knots. To let their rough, long tongues hit the weakest places inside you, to let them eat you up all night long until you pass out from screaming their names and the number of orgasms you've had.

"Alpha..." You say, your hips arching shamelessly as you try to push Hongjoong's fingers as deep as possible. Your chubby butt swings from side to side in a motion that invites him in. Eliciting a hiss from him through clenched teeth, your soft buttocks rub against the large, firm bulge. "P-please spoil me... I-I'm begging-I need you, p-please, I need you so much..."At the moment, you're openly sobbing.

Seonghwa's long fingers are running along the side of your jaw, lifting your face as you stare into his mesmerised eyes, completely losing all sense of reason.

He's so close; the luxurious fur of his coat caresses your naked skin, burning where they touch. Their expensive furs envelop you, trapping you in a cage of hot bodies. The only thought in your head is the desire for them to spread you out on those furs and fuck until you can't stand it anymore, and even after. All you need is for them to stuff you full and knotting up your needy hole.

You're going to be a good girl for them—the best bunny they ever had.

"Shhh, don't cry; mommy will take care of you, my princess. Come to me." Seonghwa's voice seems to have dropped a few octaves, becoming more hoarse and hungrier than it was before. "Give me a taste of that sweet mouth."

Your face lifts obediently as he asks, and the next thing you know, his lips are burrowing into yours, burning painfully. Your eyes widen for a moment, and you are in a state of panic.

You weren't good at kissing. All those lazy, soft touches of lips you exchanged with some of the bunnies on the farm could hardly be called a full-fledged kiss, and they certainly didn't compare to the way Seonghwa devoured your mouth.

He pulls away from you for a moment as you squeal against his lips. While you're distracted by Seonghwa, Hongjoong slide the fabric of your panties to the side. His nimble fingers push the sticky, swollen folds apart and give you incredible pleasure. Cottontail twitches, your breath catching in your throat.

"Feeling good, sweetheart? Do you like the way daddy is stroking your needy cunt?"

"Yeshhh, it feels so good."

"Don't let yourself get distracted." Seonghwa digs her fingers into your skin and turns the touch into a painful grip. "Now mommy will teach you how to kiss properly. Open your mouth for me, darling." In obedience to his command, you open your mouth to find his lips attacking you with renewed force. As you unconsciously reach out to him and press harder against those plump, plush lips, the Alpha moans in approval. He sucks your lower lip between his sharp teeth before biting down hard on it, only to then stick out his tongue and run the rough appendage over your bruised lip in a soothing manner. An action that leaves you gasping and clutching the luxurious fur of his coat with your hands.

Seonghwa's long tongue slides between your teeth and presses against yours, licking your palate and pushing deep into your throat, literally licking your mouth from the inside out. His silky appendage moves sinfully, sliding and twirling in teasing motions that make you dizzy and your toes curl. You are intoxicated by the sweetness of the pheromones on his tongue, which enter your mouth with his saliva. Liquid desire builds up between your thighs. Viscous, transparent strands of your juices flow directly into the palm of Hongjoong's hand, down his wrist, and soak into the sleeve of his fur coat. The pain between your thighs is almost unbearable; your stomach twists and clenches, and you moan long and hard.

As his lips pull away from yours, thin strands of saliva hold your lips together before they break apart and fall to the side of your chin. The soft petals of his mouth slide down your face before he licks your lips, collecting saliva.

"Stick out your tongue, little slut." Hongjoong's subtle order echoes in your ears, and of course you do as you are told right away.

Your tongue is sticking out as you open your mouth as wide as possible. With glassy, tear-filled eyes, you watch as Seonghwa collects the saliva in his mouth and spits it out onto your waiting tongue. He purrs at the sight of a thick, viscous droplet rolling down your pink tongue.

"Swallow, darling." And you obliged.

"Aren't you the loveliest pet we've ever had? Such an obedient bunny for mommy." He leaned in again to kiss you almost innocently, which contradicted what he said next. "Now kiss Hongjoong and give him a taste of this fucking honey mouth before I spread you out on any available surface and stick my tongue so deep into your tight, wet cunt that you won't be able to live a day without it."

Your heel hits the floor a couple of times in a nervous manner, and Seonghwa runs his long fingers through your fluffy curls and turns your head in the direction of Hongjoong with all his might. His rings are clinging to your blonde strands, pulling them painfully as he moves, practically ripping them out of your head.

"There you are,, my angel; give daddy a kiss." He purses his lips sweetly and looks at you expectantly, the devil's delight and apparent derision dancing in his eyes. Oh, he is having so much fun watching you squirm.

"But, I... I thought that..." You babble confusedly.

"Don't be a disappointment to daddy, princess. You were told to kiss him." Seonghwa is pulling at your hair again, and it is hurting you.

In a clumsy attempt to repeat what Seonghwa had done to you, you tentatively reach for the other Alpha's lips. You stick out the tip of your tongue and lick weakly at the plump lower lip. Then you scrape at it with your big front teeth.

"Stupid bunny, do you even know how to do that?" Hongjoong laughs. Finally, he pulls his hand out from under your skirt and wraps it around your cheeks, his fingers digging painfully into the flesh as he does so. His fingers are wet and glistening with your own slime, and thick drops of it run down your cheeks where he is holding you.

Your velour ears twitch slightly as a whimper rises in your throat.

"You can't do anything on your own, can you, pretty? Of course, you don't. After all, you're just a cock sleeve; you have absolutely no intelligence. But daddy is going to teach you everything, sweetheart. Don't worry."

Hongjoong's kiss is as hungry and cruel as his humiliating words. His teeth are sharp, and his breath is intermittent and hot. You mindlessly submit to every insistent movement of his lips, letting him push his tongue into your supple mouth. Alpha kisses like he's hungry for it, deep and loud. Before you know it, you're moaning into his mouth and gripping the front of his gorgeous fur coat as if you'll slip away if you don't.

You've never been kissed like this before, and the sensation is like a current against your skin—painful, searing, traumatic, and shudderingly pleasurable—awakening something inside you you didn't know existed. Your insides are burning like fire, the desire blazing in your veins and roaring in your ears. All caution is long forgotten; you feel like you have a fever. Gasping through kissed lips, you look straight into Seonghwa's eyes as Hongjoong begins to kiss your slime-stained cheek and jaw.

Hwa is licking the top row of his fanged teeth and slowly rubbing his thumb over your swollen scent gland.

You whimper as Hongjoong presses his mouth to the other side of your neck again and again, worshipping the skin with his lips and tongue before finally nuzzling his face into the curve of your throat and inhaling noisily.

"Daddy..." It feels like you're drunk; your hormones are working so hard. Your hands come up to tangle in his auburn locks—so soft and silky—and you run your fingers through them as he plants long, lingering kisses on your throat and the curves of your breasts where the organza blouse allows.

"My sweet bunny, it's time for your reward." Seonghwa murmured somewhere deep in his throat with a soft grin. "Are you ready to take mommy's knot?" The word 'knot' made you whine even louder. Yes, yes, you want his knot. A thousand times yes.

"I want it; I want it badly, please." You beg, tugging at the collar of his fur coat.

"I'm sorry, what was that, fluffy?" Hongjoong's voice becomes very deep, yours in contrast sticking in your throat as he growls angrily: "I didn't hear you, angel..." Your breath caught in your throat again as his hand found its way under your skirt once more, his fingers pressing painfully against your throbbing clit, causing you to twitch and new tears to roll down your swollen cheeks.

"Please daddy, please mommy, knot me; I've been a very good girl."

"This is my little pet."

Hongjoong lets go of you, and his hands replace Seonghwa's as the tall Alpha turns you around in one sharp motion, pushing your body down. Your body practically falls into his large leather chair. He quickly throws your legs over the armrests; your short skirt scuffs up; and Seonghwa runs his fingertips over your wet panties, causing you to wriggle and squirm. Your legs are bent and spread, and you squeal softly as the Alpha kneels down in front of you, his luxurious fur spreading out on the floor all around him.

Hongjoong kneels beside you too, his fingers rubbing the base of your long ear. Your hands fly up to cover your face, flushed with embarrassment.

"Put them down now, bunny. I want to see you crumble under my tongue." Seonghwa growled, and you nodded in pure submission, slowly lowering your hands and breathing the words out of your lips before you could choke on them.

"Yes, mommy."

"Don't you think you have too many clothes on, Fluffy?" It's a question that doesn't have to have an answer and has a clear command at the end. "I want to see your boobs. Take your clothes off.

You obediently obey, despite how shaky your fingers are and how humiliated you must look right now—your legs spread wide, long strands of slime dripping from your knickers, forming a shiny puddle on the soft carpet, your cheeks red, and your mouth swollen and wet from being kissed.

Your tentative hands undo the buttons of your blouse, revealing your plump, heavy tits encased in a silk bra.

Once your blouse is completely undone, Hongjoong's insatiable mouth is immediately on your breasts, caressing them with hot, open-mouthed kisses. He squeezes your breasts together over your bra and lifts his eyes to you as you let out a shrill moan. You want to bring your legs together, whimpering and squirming in the uncomfortable position, but Seonghwa's broad palms hold your thighs painfully.

"They are very sensitive; please be gentle." You barely speak; the words are solid breaths and whimpers, your heart pounding in your chest as the top of your bra is pulled down, exposing your swollen, wet nipples to the two hungry Alphas.

The smell of milk fills the room with a new wave of pheromones, this time coming from both Seonghwa and Hongjoong.

A sharp, hot tongue slides over your nipple as Hongjoong stares at you through his half-closed eyelids. His mouth closes around the pink-candy flesh, the tip of his tongue slowly circling around it as he pulls back his cheeks and swallows the sweet liquid that pours into his mouth. Your other breast is lazily squeezed by Seonghwa's warm hand, making you tremble and whimper from the intense stimulation. It feels so good and new—not at all like feeding babies on a farm.

"Aren't you a complete delight, princess? Sweeter than sweet." More like a cat than a wolf, Seonghwa's tongue finds your other nipple and licks it slowly.

"I...Hm...I was helping to feed the little bunnies; we're short of helpers and nobody wants to, so I...oh..."

Hongjoong moans at the taste of it, and pulls away from your breasts for a moment to tear the strap of the bra with strength, tearing the thin silk fabric. Your tits are now completely exposed to them, the milk still gushing out and trickling down the length of your body. You are a dreadful mess, not at all like your normal tidy self. What would your mother say if she saw you now?

"Look at you, all flushed and ready for us, my angel".

At that moment, you felt Seonghwa bury his nose in your folds and take a deep breath. It sent a shiver of pleasure down your spine.

"Mommy, please…"

"You smell like peaches and cream, princess, I wonder if you taste the same." Seonghwa licks a long strip of the silk, his tongue hot and rough with saliva dripping from it, and God, it's too much for your innocent mind, but you can't tear your eyes away for more than a second.

Hongjoong takes your nipple in his mouth again, sucking hard, and you can feel the streams of mucus flowing freely from the folds of your wet vagina from all the stimulation you're experiencing.

Seonghwa lazily sucks on the silk partition between his mouth and your needy cunt. He makes soft sounds of approval as he licks and licks again, as if the taste of your mucus is something he desperately needs. Strong hands hold your hips still, even though you desperately want to try and close them around the handsome face of the dark-haired Alpha, to squeeze his tongue until you cum.

Your panties are pulled to the side so that Seonghwa can press his face against the warm, slippery folds and slowly begin to lick your labia. The pressure of the wet, open-mouthed kisses and the deceptively soft, caressing licks on your sweet skin are almost unbearable. A helpless sob comes from your throat as Seonghwa's tongue plunges into the heat of your sensitive hole, and you clench around it, trying to hold the sensation as long as possible.

Teeth slip out now and then, reaching out to the side of your vulva, teasing seductively, a sweet reminder that no matter how nice the Alpha is being to you, no matter how cute his fluffy tail is wagging, when he's eating your cunt, he's deadly. This simple fact makes your pussy throbbing with desire.

"That's right, bunny; let mommy enjoy your sweet cunt. I don't think I'll ever get enough of you; you really do taste like peaches and cream. Joong, you should have a taste of her; she's a real treat. Sweet, silly bunny." Seonghwa cooed and gave the thin strip of silk panties back to you, moving it so that it was between your labia. He pulls it a little tighter, causing that painful pressure on your swollen clit and friction between the sensitive folds. You feel a shuddering sensation, but the Alpha just laughs at it. "Don't be so greedy, fluffy, and say thank you. Otherwise, I won't let Joong play with you.".

Much to Seonghwa's delight, you react immediately and show obedience.

"Thanks mommy." A response that shows just how desperately you wanted to be tasted and gobbled up.

As soon as Seonghwa steps aside, Hongjoong is between your legs. You can finally enjoy the devilish beauty of this Alpha as his red-orange fur coat spreads across the carpet like a poisonous puddle. Hongjoong's face is unjustly handsome. It's stunningly framed by strands of soft brown hair; the red lips are insidiously parted in a broad but hungry wolfish grin; and the gaze is sharp and predatory. There is a dark, terrifying glint in it, like that of an animal that has found its perfect prey.

The prey instinct in you kicks in again, causing you to squirm and writhe, trying to close your thighs and squeeze yourself into a ball. Your hormones and your slutty bunny nature, on the other hand, want you to spread your legs even wider so that the Alpha can eat your pussy more comfortably.

"Is that all for me, angel?" He runs the palms of his hands down your trembling thighs, leaving long streaks of nails on your milky skin. Rude. "You look so sweet, blushing, and needy, like a feast ready for the wolf to eat, don't you, bunny?

"I...aah...I'm g-ready for you." It was hard to concentrate on the words as Seonghwa's hands started to squeeze your boobs again, causing even more milk to flow down your chest and body. Your pretty clothes were all ruined; what a shame.

"My good little bunny girl. Let's get rid of all the excess." Your knickers come off in one sharp motion, completely exposing your pink, oozing pussy to the two hungry wolves.

The new influx of sweet liquid oozing from the soft petal-like folds makes Hongjoong growl, his fangs showing, his gaze never leaving your wet, tantalising pussy for a second.

"Lick her already, Joong, or I swear I'll kick you out of here and keep her all to myself, or I'll let Wooyoung get to her first." Seonghwa's tail whips irritably behind his back like a whip, and he rolls his eyes at Hongjoong.

"If you let his pretty face bump into that pussy, you'll have to deal with a whole bunch of impatient puppies who can't keep their dicks in their trousers. Is that what you want, Hwa?" The auburn-haired alpha chuckles evilly and finally presses against your cunt, a dirty, open-mouthed kiss.

Tears of vague relief run down your face, and you feel Seonghwa's rough, long tongue on your cheeks again.

Your heel tried in vain to kick at the air, and your whole body shook with the fine tremors of Hongjoong's sharp, stinging kisses. Wet as syrup, the wolf's grinning lips cling to your hypersensitive, swollen clit and refuse to let go. Your back arched in an awkward position, and you pressed your pussy closer to his face, literally rubbing against him. His nose is pressed tightly against your wet mound, and his jaw works with every eating movement.

Your slick is everywhere—on his cheeks, his lips, his chin, dripping down his neck, and over the collar of his white t-shirt.

God, it's fucking dirty.

He is ruthless, the movements of his tongue wild, sloppy, and hungry as he digs greedily between your trembling thighs and dripping folds, sucking the sweet nectar of your excitement from the contracting orifice. Lips suck roughly at the edge of the swollen pink flesh, and your shamefully wet insides clench in a disappointing void. Clawed fingers dig painfully into the softness of your thighs, leaving blackened bruises.

A high-pitched squeal gets stuck in your throat as Hongjoong's thumbs force your tender labia apart and his tongue slides deeper. The sensation is almost heavenly. Streams of viscous mucus pour out of you like a waterfall into that beautiful, insatiable mouth, and your whole body shudders in short spasms. Your heel twitches desperately in the air, kicking in vain, and your ears fall back to your face, drooping and muffled with pleasure.

"Ahhhh... daddy."

Seonghwa's fingers wrap around your chin, squeezing painfully, and you lift your head so you're looking into his eyes.

"All your pleasure is mine. Only I will decide when to fuck you, who will fuck you, and how long it will last. When you cum, you will look at me and only me, no matter whose face or cock is in your cunt or tight arse. Do you understand, mommy, my sweet slut?"

Barely aware of all that is happening, you at least try to answer; your mouth opens, but the only sound you make is a long, drawn-out moan.

Apparently that wasn't the answer he wanted, because his other hand snakes down your body, slapping your clit with palpable force. Electric shocks shoot through your body, and you wriggle in the tight grip of the two Alphas, practically folded in half in the uncomfortable leather chair.

"Do you understand me, pet?"

"Yeah, yeah, I understand... I understand you, mommy." You shake your head like a doll to confirm this, and a new wave of sobbing sweeps over you.

Hongjoong pulls away from you for a second, his whole face soaked in your sweet slime, and his gaze is wild and unfocused, as if he's drunk.

"Fuck, I can never get enough of you, fluffy. Daddy's precious princess has the sweetest, most beautiful cunt in the whole world."

"Of course, Joong, that's our bunny." Hwa presses his fingers even harder into your face, the touch turning into a brutal grip. His fluffy tail swishes enthusiastically behind his back. The gaze of Seonghwa's bottomless, hypnotic eyes turns to Hongjoong. His sensual, kissable lips stretch into the exact same toothy smile as the Alpha between your thighs. "Do you want to make it even sweeter?"

It's only a moment before the palm of Seonghwa's hand slaps your swollen, mistreated clit once more. Your body ripples with sharp pain mixed with blissful pleasure. It's a wild mixture of sensations, resembling a combination of sweetness and sharpness.

"Try it, it's definitely better now." He laughed joyfully, like a child, looking down at you.

As soon as the burning sensation has subsided, Hongjoong's mouth locks onto your battered clit, mercilessly sucking and licking it with his hot tongue. He's so insatiable, possessively devouring his beautiful princess's exciting cunt, his face practically smothered in pussy. His hungry mouth is vicious, and his appetite is endless as he devours his selfishly greedy pleasure and demonic features soaked in the sugar nectar of your slime.

As the ferocity of his mouth grows—hungrier and hungrier—you try to pull away, too sensitive and overwhelmed, but a painful slap on your thigh stops all movement.

"And where are you going, fluffy? Daddy's not done playing with you."

Long fingers slide between your delicate creases, opening them wider for second Alpha. Hongjoong moans in appreciation as he gains more access to your quivering hole, swallowing the juices pouring from you with a loud grunt.

He chuckles in sadistic amusement, gazing up at you through impossibly long and thick eyelashes before his predatory wolf lips pull away from your clit to tell:

"Cum for daddy, bunny. Fill me with your cum."

It only takes a second for your body to obediently follow his command, and you come with a high-pitched moan. Huge jets of fluid are spurting out of your used pussy, forming a puddle of it under your arse and dripping down onto the floor.

Your glorious, twisted screams of agonised ecstasy and super-sensual sobs filling the room are music to the ears of these two Alphas.

Seonghwa bends his face over your cunt in order to prolong your orgasm and sucks all the juices out of you as if he were dying of thirst. The sound is utterly animalistic and disgusting, but it makes the fucking slime squirt even harder. Hongjoong's mouth keeps up, sucking mercilessly and lapping at the lush, honey-soaked folds.

The only sounds that come out of your dolly lips are the whimpers and hoarse moans of despair that are so beautiful to them. In the eyes of Seonghwa and Hongjoong, you look amazing - a gorgeous, broken thing, all flushed and obedient for their pleasure.

You should know what disgusting and perverse things they will do to you and how much they will ravage your innocent and fragile body. The party has just started.

These thoughts make their cocks throb and flow in pain, and the knot at the base of it swells up. Seonghwa and Hongjoong look at each other as they keep licking you methodically. Their tongues meet in long, sweeping strokes, caressing each other and mixing all your flavours together. You twitched weakly, half lying back in the chair, limp and exhausted from orgasming.

"Don't you dare fall asleep, honey. We were just at the beginning of our game."

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yuyubeans · 3 days

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the monster

pairing: siren!hwa

genre: gore??

wc: I actually hate that I include this tbh

as the moonlight danced on your soft skin, your eyes scanning over the empty beach, a haunting melody slowly filled your ears, your heart racing as you heard seonghwas enchanting voice, a siren with beauty as captivating as his voice, your head slowly downing in his song, walking towards him, into the sea, oblivious to the danger that awaited you.

each step, growing more alluring, fully enveloping your senses, mind clouded with desire, holding a strong need for him to touch your body and to be enveloped by the embrace of his arms, unaware of what lurked beneath the waves.

With each step, his voice became more alluring, depriving air from your senses, eyes and mind clouded with desire, you longed for him to touch your now heaving body, or even just to be enveloped in his sweet embrace, unaware of the certain death that lurked beneath the surface.

as you neared the edge of the crashing waves, seonghwa emerged from the water, his eyes gleaming, entranced by his gaze, you felt a pull stronger than any normal force, drawing you closer to the edge of death.

whispering sweet promises in your ear, as he gently kisses your neck, he extended his hand, his touch freezing cold, unable to resist, you reached out to grasp his delicate fingers, surrendering yourself to him embrace.

But as your hands touched, a sudden realization dawned upon you, breaking the spell of his enchantment. With a sudden cry of horror, that no one would ever hear, you pulled away, suddenly understanding what had awaited those you if you fell under his spell.

but it was too late, grabbing your arm, pulling you into his chest as he kissed your neck again, you slowly become more weak as pulled you into the ocean waves, what could he say? it was his destiny after all

a/n: siren hwa it's official!!!

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felixsramen · 1 year

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Rainy Days

Link to my master list for Mommy May: Mommy May

Warnings: grinding, blow jobs, fucking, Soft Dom Mommy Yunho, Hard Dom Mommy Hongjoong, Consent, Breeding kink, aftercare, I may be missing more if I am please let me know in the comments and I'll fix it

Pairing: Mommy Hongjoong x Mommy Yunho x Reader

Synopsis: You wake up to a rainy day by yourself neither of your boyfriends in sight. They leave a note saying they went to the grocery store. When they return they decide they should make it up to you.

How do you tell the difference Yunho refers to reader as baby Hongjoong refers to reader as Princess

It was always nice sitting by the window listening to the rain hit the glass softly. The thunder making you feel safe. Yet currently the storm wasn't comforting with both of your boyfriends gone out today. A note sits on the fridge signed prettily in one of your boyfriends handwriting. Probably Hongjoongs.

"You were sleeping so peacefully we didn't want to wake you up. We're off to the grocery store to get stuff for the house. We may not be back for a while if the storm gets worse. We love you princess." Read the note.

You had waken up to a cold empty bed. You had walked out the room and had seen no sign of Yunho or Hongjoong. You had finally noticed the tiny paper stuck to the fridge.

You currently were sitting beside the window head on your knees blanket wrapped around you staring out the window.

2 hours now you've sat by the window listening to the rain hoping your boyfriends will be back soon.

You started getting sleepy eyes barely open to see anything. Before you know it your eyes are heavier than you know and you slip into the dream world.

Suddenly a car door shuts. You jump slightly but relax seeing the familiar black hoodies you had gotten them for Christmas.

Both boys grab the groceries quickly. You get up unlocking the door and opening it. You're met with both boys drenched and grocery bags in hand and they head to the kitchen setting the groceries down. You close the door locking it. You walk into the kitchen behind your boyfriends.

Yunho and Hongjoong both take their hoods off. Yunho lets out a sigh.

"That rain is cold." Your tall boyfriend says.

You laugh at both boys who's hair is somehow soaked.

"What are you laughing at?" Hongjoong says eyebrow raised smiling.

"You look like a drenched guinea pig." Yunho says beside him laughing.

Hongjoong rolls his eyes smiling. "You look like a drenched dog so I don't know why you're talking." He says looking at his tall shared boyfriend.

"Oh yeah?" Yunho says smirking. He then shakes his hair swinging the droplets of water everywhere.

"Yunho!" You shriek laughing.

Yunho finally stops shaking his head smiling.

"Sorry baby." Yunho says.

Hongjoong glares at his boyfriend playfully.

Hongjoong walks up to you and you wrap your hands around his waist and lean your head on his shoulder. Yunho goes to putting stuff up.

"I missed you both." You say sighing finally back in the arms of one of your two lovers.

Hongjoong chuckles. "We were only gone a few hours." He says one hand going to your back to stroke it.

You finally pull away and intertwine your fingers together. You look at the black nail polish on his fingers some chipped away.

"We got to paint his nails again Yunho." You say looking to your taller boyfriend who puts the last of the groceries away.

"Do we? I thought we just painted them like 3 days ago." Yunho says coming over to you both. He grabs one of Hongjoongs hands looking at the nail polish.

"You guys painted them like a week ago." Hongjoong says one of his hands in yours and the other in Yunhos.

"We do need to paint them again." Yunho mutters softly inspecting them.

"How'd both of your hair get wet?" You say looking up at Hongjoong.

"Ask Yunho." Hongjoong says cutting his eyes at him.

"I said I was sorry." Yunho says pouting.

"What'd you do?" You say curiously.

"It stopped raining and so we took off our hoodies. Hongjoong told me to hold onto them in case it rains again. Well I kind of accidentally left them in the car. So we had to run to the car without hoodies." Yunho says scratching the back of his neck.

You laugh at your forgetful boyfriend.

"I love you, you know that right?" You say smiling at him.

He smiles back down at you. "I love you too." He says leaning down and kissing you.

He pulls away too early for your liking. You pout at him. He laughs softly and kisses you again. You hold onto his hoodie and deepen the kiss.

Yunho pulls away softly. "Want both of my mommy's." You say hands still curled against his hoodie keeping him close.

Yunho smirks. He looks over to Hongjoong who's also smirking.

"You want mommy?" Yunho says eyes not leaving yours. Suddenly you feel another pair of hands from behind.

"You heard our baby." Hongjoong says as he kisses your neck. You move your head so he has more access.

"She wants us to fuck her dumb." Hongjoong says hands roaming your body.

"Where do you want to do it baby?" Yunho says asking you. Yunho was always softer than Hongjoong but you loved both of your mommy's equally.

"Don't care just want Mommys to fuck me." You say as Hongjoong keeps leaving kisses on your neck. He stops and smirks after a minute.

"How about the living room so you can relax some." Yunho says suggesting it more to Hongjoong than you.

Hongjoong nods.

Hongjoong moves away from you but quickly grabs your waist again when he notices your knees start to give out.

"Can't even walk right?" Hongjoong says laughing.

"I'm sorry Mommy." You say quietly and look down.

Yunho lifts your face to look at him. "It's okay baby Hongjoong is just teasing isn't that right?" Yunho says looking at him.

"Mhmm." Hongjoong says holding onto your waist.

"Mommy will carry you baby." Yunho says and Hongjoong lets you go when Yunho gets a grip on you and picks you up.

He walks you to the living room. It's still raining but the rain is comforting and safe with your mommy's beside you.

Yunho sits on the couch and has you facing him on his lap.

"You going to grind against mommy's cock?" Yunho says hands resting on your hips. You bite your lip and nod.

Hongjoong sits beside you watching you and Yunho's every move.

"You're going to grind on one of your mommy's cock like a slut huh?" Hongjoong says teasing you even more.

You whine tucking your head into Yunho's neck embarrassed.

Yunho moves you out of his neck and forces you to look at him.

"Are you going to answer mommy's question?" Yunho said.

"Yes going to grind against Mommy's cock like a slut." You say answering your other Mommy.

"Good job baby." He says smiling at you.

Yunho hands stay on your hips. He nods telling you you could move now.

You slowly moving against his clothed cock. You moan at the friction of your thin shorts and Yunho's sweatpants.

"Mommy." You say.

Yunho smiles at you. "What does my baby want? He says acting as if you grinding against his hard on wasn't driving him crazy.

"Mommy wanna feel you." You say whining between your moans.

"Is that right? Do you think my baby should?" Yunho says asking Hongjoong.

Hongjoong pretends to think about it but in reality he already had his mind made up.

"I don't think our princess has worked hard enough for it." Hongjoong says smirking at you.

You start crying frustrated. "Look at that Yunho our princess is crying because we aren't giving in." He says fake pouting.

"Our baby just wants to be fucked dumb." Yunho says smiling at you.

"Please Mommy." You say pleading with both males.

Yunho looks at Hongjoong who's just smirking.

"Okay baby." Yunho says giving in. You could always count on Yunho to give in to you.

"But first got to do Mommy Joong a favor." Yunho says. You nod shaking your head as quickly as the words that came out of his mouth. At this point it didn't matter what he wanted you to do you just wanted to be fucked.

Hongjoong laughs at you. "Look at our princess so quick to agree to anything just to be fucked dumb."

"Please Mommy I'll be a good girl for you." You say begging at this point.

Hongjoong could've cum right then from you begging. "Yeah. Is that right?" He says watching you.

"Yes Mommy." You say.

"Mommy wants you to suck him off." Yunho says as he rubs your back calming you.

"You okay with that princess?" Hongjoong says softly. He was always the rougher of the two but he could always be gentle.

"Yes Mommy." You say taking a deep breath before.

Yunho smiles at you sweetly.

He grabs your hand as you slowly move onto the floor. Hongjoong grabs a pillow from the couch and puts it on the ground in front of him.

You gently place your knees on the pillow.

"Pretty baby." Yunho says eyes filled with love.

You look up to Hongjoong who has the same look in his eyes.

"You know the system princess. Tap once for me to continue. Tap twice for me to slow down. Tap three times for me to stop." Hongjoong says.

You nod and Hongjoong lets you get away with it this time. He knew you weren't completely there with him so he let you go.

He pushes down his pants and boxers releasing himself from the confined space.

He guides his dick to your mouth which you open.

Hongjoong groans as your warm mouth meets his dick. It takes all of his self control to not fuck your mouth instantly.

"Fucking hell princess." Hongjoong says as he bottoms out in your throat.

"I'm going to fuck your throat Princess that okay?" Hongjoong asks you.

You tap his thigh once for him to continue.

Hongjoongs hand find the back of your head and runs his finger through your hair before grabbing it and pulling you off his cock. Without warning he shoved you back down.

You can't help but try to cough but Hongjoongs cock is making it hard to do that. Hongjoong pulls you off giving you time to cough and catch air.

Hongjoong looks at you with concern. Maybe he shouldn't have decided to fuck your throat. Yet when he looks back at you drool down your chin his cock can't help but twitch.

"Are you okay baby?" Yunho asks you. You nod.

"I'm okay Mommy." You say voice hoarse from the coughing fit.

"You want to continue?" Hongjoong asks you.

"Princess we don't have to continue." Hongjoong says concerned when you don't respond.

"No I want to." You say looking back at him.

Hongjoong smiles softly at you. "Mommy fuck me please." You say begging him.

"Yunho what do you think?" Hongjoong says asking his boyfriend who's been quiet this whole time.

"I think she should finish sucking you off and then you can give her a reward." Yunho says watching both of you.

"You heard that Princess?" Hongjoong says hand going under your shirt tugging at your nipples.

You arch your back into him and Hongjoong watches with amazement. Hongjoong hands leave your nipples from under your shirt.

"Y-yes Mommy." You say replying to his question.

Yunho smiles at your response.

"Good girl." Hongjoong coos at you.

"Go ahead finish sucking mommy off." Hongjoong says and you take him back in your mouth.

Hongjoong groans as you bob your head up and down his dick. "Fuck Princess you're doing so well." Hongjoong says.

Yunho's lips meet Hongjoongs neck kissing it. He slowly starts leaving hickies. Hongjoong groans even more.

"You watching our Princess suck you off good." Yunho says and Hongjoong bites his lips eyes meeting yours.

"She's doing so good isn't she?" Yunho says and leaves another hickey.

"So fucking good." Hongjoong says replying and Yunho can tell Hongjoong is close.

"Going to cum in our baby's mouth? Watch as she swallows it?" Yunho says and Hongjoong curses hips stuttering and Hongjoong cums inside your mouth grinding into your mouth as he cums down your throat.

You swallow Hongjoongs cum and release him from your mouth.

"You did so good sucking Mommy's cock baby." Yunho says cooing at you.

Hongjoong tries to catch his breath. "Princess open your mouth." Hongjoong says and you do just that.

Hongjoong groans eyes rolling to the back of his head as he sees the droplets that are left of his cum. "Going to make me cum again princess." Hongjoong says.

Yunho brings your lips to his tasting Hongjoongs cum. "Taste so good." Yunho says smirking.

"Yunho I'll fuck you right here. Don't play with me." Hongjoong says and Yunho chuckles.

"Maybe that's what I want you to do." He says and Hongjoong is ready to do exactly that.

"Mommy?" You say and both guys attention go to you.

"Would love that so much but we promised our baby she'd get fucked." Yunho says turning to you.

Yunho pulls down his shorts and boxers. "Come here baby. Mommy made a promise." Yunho says and he helps you to hover over him.

"Mommy's going to fuck you." Yunho says hand going to your back rubbing it.

"So pretty." Yunho mumbles once again.

He helps you to sink on him slowly lowering you until you bottom out on him.

You moan and Yunho does the same. "Fuck baby. You're so tight. We don't fuck you enough?" Yunho says questioning you.

You whine in response. When Yunho thinks you've adjusted he gives an experimental thrust. You moan out.

"Fuck me please Mommy." You whine out and lean your head against Yunho's shoulder.

"Whatever my baby wants." Yunho says slowly moving out and back into you. You can't help but moan at the feeling of Yunho's cock fucking into you slowly.

"Look at me baby." Yunho says and you lift your head.

"Doing so good." Comes from beside you as Hongjoong rubs your back.

"Taking me so well baby." Yunho says moaning through his words.

"Fuck look at that Princess." Hongjoong says eyes going to your stomach. You can see the outline of Yunho's cock.

"Fuck." Yunho says eyes rolling back as his eyes meet your stomach.

"Going to cum on Yunho's cock Princess?" Hongjoong says hand going to his cock.

"Please Mommy." You whine not sure why you were whining though.

"Mommy's going to fuck you full." Yunho says still moaning.

Hongjoong moans mix with yours and Yunho's.

"Going to fuck our Princess full of your cum. Get her pregnant." Hongjoong says and Yunho fucks into you faster at Hongjoongs dirty words.

"Would you like that Princess? I know Mommy would love it considering how he's fucking into you." Hongjoong says moaning at the thought of you being fucked full of both of your boyfriends cum.

"Would love it more than anything." You mumble mind gone and you're babbling at this point.

"Going to cum Mommy. Please let me cum." You say sobbing overwhelmed.

"Fuck go ahead baby." Yunho says and you cum at his permission. Your eyes roll back as you cum.

As you come down from your high Yunho is still fucking you through it. "Going to fuck you full. Get you pregnant you'd like that. Mommy getting you pregnant." Yunho says and you nod as he overstimulates you trying to fuck you towards his own orgasm.

His teeth are gritted. "Would love to be full of Mommy." You say babbling still. You were completely gone at this point.

"Fuck baby." Yunho says as he cums inside you and at the same time Hongjoong cums.

As Yunho breathes heavily you lay your head on his shoulder. You can hear Hongjoongs heavy breathing to and maybe it was yours too.

Yunhos hand goes to your back rubbing it as you both calm down in each other's hold. It could've been a minute or even 10.

You didn't even notice Hongjoong had left too busy trying to calm your breathing.

"C'mon prince and Princess." Hongjoong says and Yunho pulls out of you and you whince at the feeling of being empty.

Yunho picks you up in his arms and you cling to him as he takes you to the bathroom.

As you enter you're met with the smell of Honeysuckle. The smell calms you as Yunho enters the bathtub you in his hands. Hongjoong gets into the tub with you guys.

You were lucky to have gotten a big tub so all three of you could fit. Your back against Yunho's chest you lean into his hold.

"We're going to wash you baby." Hongjoong says and you nod sleepily.

Hongjoong grabs the loofah and pours soap into it. He lathers it up and Yunho grabs your arm and lets each by each so Hongjoong can scrub you.

Hongjoong finally gets to your pussy and you whine at the sensitivity. "I know baby I'm sorry." Hongjoong says concerned.

He finally finished and he and Yunho clean each other off. Yunho sighs knowing you guys needed to leave the bathroom soon.

"I'll go get you guys some clothes and change real quick." Yunho says and he kisses yours and Hongjoongs cheek.

Hongjoong opens his arms for Yunho to lift you into Hongjoongs grip instead.

Yunho gets out of the tub and grabs a towel and closes the door behind him walking to your room.

"How you feeling princess?" Hongjoong asks you.

"A little sore but I'm okay Mommy." You say reassuring him.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you earlier." Hongjoong says concerned and he rubs your arms.

"It's okay Mommy. I liked it." You say and Hongjoong smiles at you.

Yunho comes into the bathroom with clothes for the both of you and in his own clothes hair wet. He pulls towels out for you and Hongjoong and helps you both out of the bathtub.

Yunho helps both of you into your clothes.

"You didn't have to do that." Hongjoong says to his younger boyfriend.

"I know but you're my boyfriend I like doing that for you." Yunho says and Hongjoong looks down cheeks going red.

Yunho grabs Hongjoongs face and smiles at him and he kisses Hongjoong who kisses him back.

Yunho pulls away still smiling at him. Hongjoong smiles back. They both look at you smiling as you smile back at them.

They both kiss your cheeks at the same time mimicking each other.

"My turn to carry you." Hongjoong says and lifts you up and carries you to all of yours shared room. You giggle when he gets in the room and he kisses all over your face

"My pretty Princess. Your mommy's love you." Hongjoong says grinning at you as you stop laughing.

"I love my mommy's too." You say and Yunho and Hongjoong fall even more in love with if that was even possible.

To think you were just by yourself this morning and now you lay between the two men who care about each other and you the most.

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peachesyeo · 2 months

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Treasure - MATZ preview

THIS SERIES IS MATURE! MINORS DNI!

⊹ 0.6k words ⊹ alpha!seonghwa x beta!male!reader x packomega!hongjoong.

✧a/n: hello, darlings. so yeah, my second attempt at writing smut. sorry if it's x male reader, but there's just so less of them that i feel that i needed to contribute more. this story is inspired by @holybibly (oh i feel so nervous for tagging you ma'am, but i hope you know you inspired me through your work) and strawberry_luna on AO3 (i can't seem to find her tumblr account). this is only a small preview, it would be released on 14th April, a gift from me to all readers (:

tags are welcome, just reply under this post.

𓋼𓍊 playlist: Mount Everest - Labrinth

⊂ content: not your traditional a/b/o dynamic, daddy/mommy kink, mommy!hwa supremacy, powerbottom!hongjoong, dom!seonghwa, sub!switch!reader (for this chapter). :̗̀➛ 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭? :̗̀➛ 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞? :̗̀➛ 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭? (for all works)

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Being a beta means a lot of things.

In a pack, a beta serves as somewhat of a mediator. Their role is to ease tensions between alphas or to soothe nervous omegas. In terms of sexual dynamics, betas are there to assist alphas with their rut when no omegas are available, and to mate with pregnant omegas, as unlike alphas, they do not possess knots, therefore could safely grant an omega's sexual needs while pregnant.

A beta cannot impregnate someone, nor can they become pregnant. While some see this as a limitation, others relish in the fact. Slowly, betas became objects designed to satisfy an alpha or an omega's sexual pleasure, and soon, most betas have become pets.

Some betas took pride in becoming a pet. Some entered training school, ready to be spoiled by their future masters or mistresses. Some were forced to become one, picking up skills along the way as their masters or mistresses fucked them into submission.

The world is ran by alphas and omegas, after all.

Some betas were not so fortunate. Abusive alphas and omegas were common, reveling in their status at the top of the hierarchy while subjecting their beta pets to torture. Sadly, not all betas survived such treatment, while those who did continued to endure suffering.

The lucky ones were spoiled. Their loving owners would do anything in their power to satisfy them. Be it big, fat dildos with rare gems as decorations to plug up their nice, hungry holes, or thick, jeweled collars or leashes tied around their neck to show off their ownership.

That's what Hongjoong desired when he first saw the little beta curled up in the corner of the cage: the image of your neck wrapped in a pretty, diamond-studded collar to match his own favorite set of white, lacy lingerie drives him into a frenzy.

His.

"I want him, Hwa," he whispered to the elegant alpha beside him, his lips grazing against his earlobe. "I like him. Buy him for me." He nuzzled closer, burying his nose in the alpha's neck, inhaling the rich scent of champagne that enveloped him. Seonghwa stroked Hongjoong's head lovingly, intertwining their fingers and pressing a tender kiss against his hand. "Anything for my Luna," he replied softly, his gaze drifting toward you. The scent of roses, Hongjoong's scent, grew stronger, a subtle indicator of his contentment.

"Any bidders?" The auctioneer called out, as the flashlight fell upon you. You were dressed in a tight, black crop top and a short mini skirt that shows off your caged cock and plug. Your face and body was covered in shimmering dust, your slightly long hair falling messily on your thin shoulders. "Starting from ten-thousand-"

"A hundred-thousand." A deep voice echoed through the room, momentarily halting all conversation. From your cage on the main stage, you caught the gaze of the speaker seated on the second floor. He looked like an alpha, with slicked-back black hair and a confident smirk playing on his lips. Murmurs spread through the crowd as you began to recognize him.

Or more correctly, recognize the omega on his lap.

His fiery red hair peeked out from beneath a furry black beanie, adding a splash of color to his ensemble. Dressed in an expansive mink fur coat, he exuded an air of opulence. As he met your gaze, a possessive glint flickered in his eyes, sending a shiver down your spine.

Kim Hongjoong. The famous Pack Luna of one of the top packs in this city.

"A hundred-thousand!" The bidder's voice echoed, attempting to elicit further bids, but the room remained eerily silent. No one dared to challenge the offer. With a decisive nod, the auctioneer lifted the bidder's hammer, bringing it down with a resounding thud, signaling the close of the deal.

"Sold!"

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beenbaanbuun · 3 months

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opposites attract w/ addams!matz

it’s finally here… i spent so long on this and im finally happy enough with it to give it to you guys!! i hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoyed writing it <333

words - 7.2k

genre - smut/fluff

warnings - sugar mommy!seonghwa, mommy kink, sugar daddy!hongjoong, daddy kink, cute!reader, sub!reader, dom!seonghwa, switch!hongjoong, unprotected sex, creampie, double penetration (2 in 1), clit play, cum eating, collaring, partially clothed sex, seonghwa in a tulle robe, mentions of seonghwa in a dress, i’m so horny for seonghwa guys, mentions of drinking but everyone is sober, pet names (mommy, daddy, mi amor, cara mia, dove, love, lamb), i think that’s it?

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The fire crackles to your left as you lay before it for warmth. The grizzly bear rug - which you’d affectionately nicknamed Jongho, once you’d finally gotten used to the morbid thing - is soft beneath you, and you have to stop yourself from slipping away into a peaceful slumber atop it.

Although you assume your desire to sleep has more to do with the book in your hand than it does the rug. It had been carefully placed atop the side table next to the chez and since you had nothing better to do, you decided to read it. Only it seems it was written when Shakespeare’s great-great-great grandfather was still a twinkle in his father's eye, so comprehending a single word of it is proving to be more difficult than you originally anticipated. For all you know, you could be reading a recipe book and you’d be none-the-wiser.

For that exact reason, it doesn't take long for you to slam the book closed in frustration, tossing it to the side. It boinks the back of Jongho’s head, bouncing off and landing somewhere on the parquet floor. You can’t be particularly bothered to check where it’s landed, knowing that if you do, you’ll be liable to clean up after your mini-tantrum. The longer the location of the book remains a mystery, the longer you can stay swaddled in the blanket of warmth that Jongho and the fire are providing you with.

“Little dove?” A voice calls from the doorway to the sitting room. Your head perks up and you glance over to where Hongjoong is leaning against the stone archway with a glass of whisky in hand. You smile at him, which he returns, “I didn’t even notice you were here. When did you arrive?”

He takes a few steps into the room before coming to a halt upon spotting your body that had previously been hidden by the chez lounge. You’re lying on your tummy, head in hands and feet kicked up in the air. It’s quite obvious you’re not trying to seduce him with the way you're staring up at him with innocent eyes. In fact, once he spots the book tossed a couple of feet away, he can tell that your behaviour is more on par with a petulant child than a seductress. If it weren’t for your outfit, he’d perhaps find you adorable, but that’s the last word he’d use to describe that tiny little tennis skirt you’re wearing.

The hem had flicked up at some point, revealing just a little more thigh than you realise. If Hongjoong looks carefully he’s almost sure he can see the crease of where your ass cheek meets your thigh. He averts his gaze, if only to stop himself from pouncing on you and instead, he lets it travel down your soft legs. His eyes don’t get far, however, as seconds later his pupils come to rest on the thigh-highs you wear. The way they dig into your thighs so prettily, your soft flesh spilling over the top, draws him in.

He gulps down the rest of his whisky to calm himself.

“About fifteen minutes ago,” you shrug before laying yourself completely flat against the bear you seem to adore so much. Your fingers curl into its fur and you stretch your legs out behind you. Hongjoong almost finds you cute, but the way you move only brings more attention to your thighs. He notices the purple marks that had been left between them only days prior have faded, for the most part, although the memory alone makes his cock throb, and he quickly manoeuvres himself so he’s sitting on the chez with one leg firmly over the other to hide the growing tent in his black, pinstripe slacks.

“Why didn’t you call for us, my dove?” He places his empty glass down on the side table, the cubes of ice clinking musically against the sides, “you know we would’ve come running to you.”

You flip onto your back, rolling just a touch closer to Hongjoong’s feet. A shiver runs through you as the cold patch of Jongho’s fur rubs against your skin, and you almost want to shuffle back to the patch you’d already spent the last quarter of an hour warming up with your body. You refrain. It’s nice to be close to Hongjoong, and besides, you can get a better look at him from this angle. Always so handsome, every single pore in his body oozing eloquence and grace. If you ever get to meet the demon who created such a tempting individual, you’d have to thank them personally.

Hongjoong feels the same way, desire and temptation filling him from top to bottom as you reveal the front of your outfit. The corseted top you wear hugs your breasts oh so perfectly, accentuating them in a way that would have a Victorian harlot gasping with jealousy. If you were, in fact, a harlot, Hongjoong would be willing to pay whatever it took for just a peek at your body.

“Seonghwa doesn’t like it when I don’t use my indoor voice,” you mumble through pouted lips. The way they pucker reminds him of all the pretty little sounds you let slip through them when he and Seonghwa are taking you apart. They play a symphony in his head, dizzying him as he further succumbs to your temptations.

“You should’ve come to seek us out then,” his voice is a little gravellier than it had been just a moment or two ago, his desire to ruin you only growing stronger by the second, “You know, rather than just lying here and waiting for us to stumble upon your little tantrum.” he gestures over to where the book still lays discarded on the ground.

You roll your eyes and let out a grunt of dismay.

“It’s not a tantrum,” you whine childishly, “I’m just bored, and that book was dumb.”

He hums as he watches you sulk with your face pressed up to the rug. You’re incredibly charming, actually, and all he wants to do is reach down and pull you into his lap. Perhaps whisper comfort to you as he toys with you a little. Turn you into a gooey mess, both mind and body. He pushes those thoughts away, yet the way you look at him draws them back. You’re the picture of innocence with glistening eyes, body spread out on his rug as if you’re too dumb to care about the amount of skin showing. Perhaps you are; it doesn’t seem like you’ve even noticed that your skirt has now lifted enough for him to see the front of your white cotton panties.

He wants to tear you to shreds.

“Bored, hm?” he grunts out through gritted teeth. His hard cock is aching at this point. It’s a white-hot ache that sits deep in his balls. He can feel that they desire nothing more than to be emptied into you.

“Bored and restless,” you sigh as you let your fingers intertwine with Jongho’s fur.

Hongjoong hums in understanding, a grin rising to his face as you so graciously drop all the answers to his problems in his lap. He almost gets down onto the floor himself to kiss you, but somehow manages to hold himself back.

“I have an idea, little dove,” he says. “How about you go upstairs and see Mommy?”

And just like that, time seems to stop. The suggestion brings all of your attention to Hongjoong who is staring you down like a lion on the prowl. There’s a dangerous smirk on his lips, the man baring his teeth as if he’s about to go in for the kill. You gulp as you push yourself into a sitting position, feeling every part ‘prey’ as he seems predator.

“You think it’ll help?” you take in a sharp breath, “i-if I go and see… Mommy?”

“Of course, I do, little dove” he leans in close and grabs hold of your chin between his fingers. His fingers are a little cold to the touch, which sends a shudder through your body. The reaction you have makes him chuckle, “Now be a good girl and run along, won’t you? Daddy won’t be far behind.”

The second his grip loosens on your face, you’re scrambling to your feet and rushing out of the room. Your socks almost make you slip on the lacquered parquet. Hongjoong chuckles as you balance yourself before disappearing into the stairwell. You take the stairs two at a time, footsteps thundering through the house. There's no doubt in your mind that Seonghwa will give you a lecture about your volume the moment he spots you, but that’s at the back of your mind right now. All you can think about is what’s to come.

You step foot on the landing, practically skipping down the hallway until you reach the open doorway to an all-too-familiar room. You knock desperately, not bothering to wait for a response before pushing it open and stumbling inside of the master bedroom.

Immediately your eyes hone in on Seonghwa, lying on the bed in all his glory, nothing but a black tulle robe to cover his lithe body. His wet hair hangs over his forehead in elegant waves, dripping droplets of water down his nose as he relaxes. Despite your desire to have him take you in any way he deems fit, you can’t help but stop for a second to admire the view.

“I thought I heard you coming,” his silken voice beckons you in like a siren. You follow it, stepping closer to your doom with every step, “although it wasn’t difficult. I’d be surprised if the people living four towns over couldn’t hear you.”

He locks eyes with you, dark pupils drawing you even further in. You shuffle toward him until you’re standing by his nightstand. A pretty hand reaches out to rest upon your waist, fingers dancing across the pastel material of your corset. Seonghwa reaches around the back to where the ribbon holds it in place and gives it a playful tug.

“I was just excited to see you,” you defend as he continues to play with the bow at the base of your spine, “Daddy sent me.”

The fingers pause for a millisecond before going back to what they were doing. They pull at the ribbon, tempting it looser and looser the longer they play. You have no doubt the bow will slip open any time now.

You can’t find it in you to care.

“And why did Daddy send you to me?” His lips are pretty as he talks, plush and pouty with a natural red tint to them. He looks vampiric; black eyes, glassy skin, crimson lips. You move closer still until the mattress presses firmly against your thighs, “were you misbehaving?”

You shake your head at the suggestion. Bar the book, which Hongjoong wasn’t even there to witness you throw, you’d been nothing but a good girl. Perhaps a little disrespectful at times, but nothing Hongjoong couldn’t have handled quickly and efficiently by himself.

“No?” Seonghwa tugs you onto the bed as he speaks. The hand that rests on your body works hard to rearrange you until you’re straddling him prettily. He admires the way your tiny little skirt bunches up at the top of your thighs, revealing the wet patch at the front of your panties. His eyes can hardly tear themselves away, and his dick begins to stir beneath the translucent fabric of his robe, “perhaps he just thinks a good fucking is what you need, my lamb. Is that it? Do you need your Mommy to help look after you, hm?”

This time you nod. You’d love nothing more than for Seonghwa to take care of you - he always does it so well. So slow that you can’t help but become dizzy with desperation; so soft that you can’t help but feel like a precious artefact being studied under Seonghwa’s watchful gaze; so loving that you feel nothing but safe in his grasp, able to turn off your mind and just enjoy him.

Seonghwa.

And upon that revelation, the man finally lets the bow slip open. Your corset loosens, gaping a little at the top. Your tits help to hold it up, but as Seonghwa begins to work on loosening the ribbon, you feel it start to slip away.

“Arms up,” he says as he grabs the material. You do as he asks, and he wastes no time in setting your top half free. You know better than to try and hide yourself from him, so when you lower your arms once more they remain glued to your sides - just as Seonghwa’s eyes remain glued to your chest. “Pretty little lamb,” he whispers, his face remaining stoic but his words soft. You can tell he means them.

“Do you want to take your skirt off too?” You nod, “Go ahead then, lamb; mommy can't do everything for you.” And whilst you’re under the impression that Seonghwa can - and mostly does - do everything for you, you obey. Slipping off of his lap, your hands work on the zipper, easing it down until the skirt can no longer stay up. Without so much of a touch from you, it slips down your thighs, exposing your white panties completely. You remove the skirt the rest of the way, throwing it on top of your corset to create a messy little pile of clothes upon Hongjoong’s pillow.

You look to Seonghwa for further guidance, your restless mind seems to enjoy being told what to do. It craves the softness that you so often get from him. The gentle touch and the gentle words that soothe you. The strict instructions that stop you from having to think for yourself, Seonghwa and Hongjoong - Mommy and Daddy - taking care of you entirely. It’s exactly what you need right now.

“My darling lamb,” Seonghwa whispers as he holds his arms out for you. You shuffle forward slightly, allowing him to tug you into a horizontal embrace, “Whilst I do love you in the family colours,” you know he means black - he and Hongjoong so often dress you up in expensive black lingerie before a night of intimacy. they love making you ‘theirs’ in any way possible, and wearing the ‘family colour’ is just another way to do that, “I must admit that the way your pretty pussy slicks up these dainty white panties is a lovely sight.”

His hands work together, arranging your body in his grasp until you’re lying just perfect for him. Your head sits in the crook of one elbow, leaving his hand free to play with your hair. The other arm lays on the soft flesh of your tummy. You relax into his touch, despite the fact that his hand is already beginning to move south. Still, he makes every movement so intentional that when his fingers do eventually reach the wet patch on your panties, it only makes you relax even further into him.

“So wet, lamb,” he murmurs into your ear, “who caused this?”

Obviously, he knows the answer, but he can’t help but take the opportunity to tease you. To see you squirm under his gaze as he waits for your answer is so entertaining to him. He knows it’s even more entertaining when you begin to stutter as pleasure wracks through your body; he begins to draw lazy circles against your clothed clit.

“Y-you and daddy,” you reply, voice breathy as Seonghwa increases the pressure on your sensitive bud, “you a-always make me so wet, Mommy…”

He chuckles as he feels your hips twitch against his fingers. You want more, and whilst normally Seonghwa would have you wait for it, teasing you until he’s decided you're ready for it, he can’t help but want to indulge you in your desires now. You're so good for him, he thinks to himself as he changes the pace a little. As your face screws up in pleasure, a smile rises to his own.

He continues at that pace, gauging how you're feeling by your facial expressions and the pretty sounds you make. When you bite your lip or furrow your brow, he knows you want more and so he adds more pressure until your mouth gapes wide and little high-pitched moans come from the back of your throat. That's how he knows you're happy. That is what he always aims to achieve because his pleasure, and Hongjoong’s for that matter, often comes from yours. Making the sweet little creature that they’d so lovingly taken under their wing happy is all they truly desire.

And you are, happy that is; falling apart under Seonghwa’s gentle touch will always be where you’re happiest. It's even better when he finally slips your panties to the side and puts his warm, delicate fingers directly onto your clit. You let out a heavy sigh as he spreads your lips with his index and ring finger, giving his middle finger an open pathway to the little button that is practically throbbing with the need to be played with again. And when he touches it, this time directly, it's even more electric than it was before. A bolt of pleasure shoots through you and you struggle to pin yourself to the bed. Your spine arches as you let out a loud whine. Fuck, it feels so good, and he’s barely even touched you yet.

Seonghwa begins to rub circles again, only this time without any barrier to dull the sensation. Magical, is the only word that you can use to describe the way it feels, each tender touch sending shocks of lightning through your body. It's like you don't have control over it as your hips buck against his hand, socked feet desperately rubbing against one another as it will do anything to help you ground yourself. Nothing can help now, not when Seonghwa has you feeling so high with just a few simple touches.

It doesn't take long until you feel it building up inside of you, racing to the top of that peak quicker than you can comprehend. You can feel your hole clenching around thin air, desperately trying to grip onto nothing. Perhaps Weonghwa would finger your next, preparing you for whatever is yet to come. You think you’d like nothing more than to be spread open with his lithe fingers, and it's that thought that finally pushes you over the ledge.

Your orgasm hits as the door swings even further open and Hongjoong walks in just in time to see you squirming under Seonghwa’s touch. He smirks at the sight of his darling husband taking such wonderful care of their little love, caressing your hair as he guides you through the intense feeling that is flowing through your body so rampantly. His fingers slow to a stop at just the right second, leaving you a panting mess in his arms.

“What a time to arrive,” Hongjoong says, voice clear as a bell as he makes his presence known. Seonghwa, of course, noticed him the second he walked in; the pair always did seem to have this weird, almost telepathic thing going on. They told you it was just true love at work, which was something you wholeheartedly believed, “It always is such a beautiful sight to see you cum, my dove. I could watch it forever and never get bored.”

Seonghwa hums out a chuckle at that, “Now isn't that a novel idea, lamb!” He presses a kiss to your temple, “Perhaps we’ll have to do that one day; a full day of making you cum over and over and over again”

“Maybe, Mommy,” is all you can spit out in response to their teasing, nodding along as if you're not dreading the idea of a whole day of overstimulation. The two men smile at your eagerness to please despite your obvious displeasure. Perhaps they’d suggest it again when you aren’t as lust-drunk as you seem to be now. Their only goal at this moment is to satiate you, not fulfil their own fantasies. They could wait a little while to put those into play.

Hongjoong shrugs off his jacket before clambering onto the bed, effectively trapping you between the two of them. Just like Seonghwa, he takes a moment to play with the hair that frames your face. He twists a strand between two fingers before tucking it behind your ear. Upon closer inspection, he can't help but notice the H pendant that dangles from your lobe. He wonders if Seonghwa has noticed the matching S sitting in your other ear, yet. It always does make the tall man so happy to see you wearing one of the many gifts they shower you in.

“I have something for you,” Hongjoong says, the earrings acting as a reminder of the box he’s had stored in the drawer of his nightstand for what seems like forever, now. They had been waiting for the right moment to present it to you, but right now seems as ‘right’ as any, “would you like to see it?”

You watch as he leans over to pull open his drawer, fetching a black oblong box from its confines. The box itself is nothing of note, but he passes it to you with such care, and you just know that whatever is inside of it is special. Your eyes meet with his, asking for permission to open it. He gives you a single nod in return.

You slip the lid off of the box.

“Oh,” you whisper as you lay eyes on what appears to be a collar of some sort. A thin velvet band that locks with a clasp at the back and finishes with a delicate bow at the front. Intricate lace frills surround the velvet, giving the collar more volume, yet keeping its soft appearance. A pastel pink pearl drips from a tiny metal ring that sits at the centre of the bow. Behind it is a petite chrome plate embossed with the letters ‘H&S’ in a fanciful font. It's beautiful, and you can't help but tell them that.

“You like it?” Seonghwa asked, tilting your chin up so you were looking him in the eyes. With the most genuine smile you can muster, you nod, “I’m glad.”

You feel Hongjoong close in beside you. He reaches an arm over your body to pick the collar up with a gentle hand. The velvet shifts in the dim light that shines from the chandelier above, and it changes colour right before your eyes, from black to a beautiful shade of magenta. You seem to recall Seonghwa wearing a similar dress once upon a time. It was black, just like your collar, but whenever he moved, the fabric rippled and in doing so, caused it to shift into a deep crimson. He and Hongjoong had waltzed together that night. It's nothing out of the ordinary for them, but that night sticks out to you specifically because of the sheer beauty of Seonghwa's dress.

“We wanted to give you something to remind you that you are ours,” Hongjoong tells you, voice as soft as the velvet on the collar, “because you are. From the moment we saw you, we knew you were ours. From now until forever, dove.”

And with that, he presses the fabric to your throat, dragging his fingers along it until they reach the clasp at the back. He fastens it, fingers lingering for a moment before pulling away empty-handed. You struggle to hide your smile as your mind fumbles over itself, repeating ‘theirs, theirs, theirs,’ over and over as if the fabric pressing into your jugular wasn't enough of a reminder of that fact.

With your newfound sense of belonging that you hadn't even realised you were missing, you find it easy to lean forward and take what is rightfully yours. Your eyes flutter closed as you steal a kiss from Seonghwa. Upon feeling your lips bump against his, lacking the grace or elegance he was used to when initiating kisses himself, he can't help but let out a surprised squeak. He soon finds his feet, though, taking control back in a matter of seconds and pushing you back against Hongjoong’s solid body. The clothed chest acts as a support for Seonghwa as he wraps a hand around your throat, softly stroking the jewellery as he deepens the kiss.

A tongue slips between your lips as a hand slips beneath the waistband of your panties. You struggle to focus on the way Seonghwa licks into your mouth when Hongjoong tugs the white fabric down your thighs, fully exposing you while the two men remain at least somewhat covered. You shift your legs slightly to aid him in his mission of removing them fully, never once pulling away from Seonghwa. You might’ve mentally praised yourself for multitasking if it weren't for Seonghwa shifting his body slightly, hard dick now pressing against your lower stomach through the tulle of his robe. Just one flick of the wrist and it would be fully exposed, ready to slip inside of you.

You moan into Seonghwa’s mouth.

He pulls away, panting desperately as he regains breath.

“Hell above, lamb,” Seonghwa utters, adams apple bobbing as he exclaims, “You really are a most devilish creature under that innocent exterior, aren't you? Pouncing on me like a little bear cub, hm?”

You go to answer, a touch of snarkiness on the tip of your tongue. Barely a sound leaves your lips, though, as a finger presses into your core and your words turn into a long, drawn-out whine. The finger bottoms out pretty soon, and that's how you can tell it’s Hongjoong’s; shorter than Seonghwa’s by a mile, yet ever so slightly thicker. As he adds a second almost immediately, you can't help but moan at the stretch.

“Fuck, Daddy,” you keen. Your head tips forward, landing with a heavy thud against the exposed part of Seonghwa’s chest, “your fingers feel so good.” He curls them inside of you, tempting a tiny squark from your lips. Then he does it again, routinely twisting them as he pumps them in and out. The sound they make as they swim amongst your gooey wetness is quite frankly obscene, but you find it hard to feel humiliated when so much pleasure flows through you.

Then you feel a second pair of fingers line up against your core, bullying their way in alongside Hongjoong’s. The stretch makes you choke on your spit, gurgling slightly as the longer pair brush against the squishy membrane of your g-spot. Like Hongjoong had moments before, Seonghwa begins to curve them slightly, petting your walls as his husband continues thrusting in and out.

The stretch is immense, almost reaching the familiar girth of Seonghwa’s cock. Like his fingers, it was long and whilst not necessarily thin, it didn't quite match up to the girth of Hongjoong’s. For that reason, you usually take Seonghwa first, but as you feel yet another finger press into your core, you can't help but wonder whether they’re prepping you to take Hongjoong first instead.

The fingers work together to open you up, spreading you wider than usual. You don't complain, letting them do whatever they choose with your body while you lay there limp and ready for them to take in whatever way they deem fit. They know your body well enough for you to give them full control. You trust them with yourself fully.

Hongjoong slips his three fingers out, and before long you can hear slurping above your head. Seonghwa’s fingers stutter within you, and you can’t help but feel a little curious. You flick your gaze to Seonghwa’s face, jaw dropping upon seeing his lips wrapped around Hongjoong’s digits, licking them clean of your juices. His eyelashes flutter gracefully against his porcelain-smooth cheeks, and even with his husband's fingers down his throat you can’t help but think he’s beautiful.

Hongjoong pulls them loose with a pop and dries the mixture of your juices and Seonghwa’s spit against his suit pants before he unzips them, his cock springing free almost immediately. It’s angry and red with precum flowing freely from the tip as if it’s about to explode if it doesn’t get something soon. You reach an arm out to touch it, but Hongjoong darts a hand out to catch it.

He tuts.

“Patience, little dove,” he whispers with a smirk, “Mommy may have let you take what you want, but I still expect you to do as I say.”

He wastes no time in shifting down the bed, gracefully moving until the head of his cock is lined up with your core. You half expect Seonghwa to pull his fingers free, but he doesn't. Hongjoong’s blunt head presses into your still-stuffed hole, only just breaching the pink rim. It's a painful stretch with Seonghwa’s fingers still inside of you, but Hongjoong goes slow, allowing your cunt to accommodate him at its own pace. With Seonghwa still petting that one spot, you find it fairly easy to let pleasure take over, the pain becoming more and more bearable until it fades into nothing.

It feels like it takes an age for Hongjoong to bottom out. Despite his cock not being tremendously long - perhaps even a little shorter than average - it seems to go on forever as he pushes it into you. The delicious stretch combined with the constant assault on your g-spot sends you hurtling towards another orgasm. All it takes is for Hongjoong’s pelvis to finally come to a standstill against yours, his thick cock fully sheathed within your warm, wet cavern, and you're coming undone. Your walls tighten around him, pressing Seonghwa’s fingers up against the shaft of Hongjoong’s cock. The latter bows his head and lets his jaw go slack. A guttural moan falls from his throat as he tries his hardest not to cum on the spot.

“My darling lamb,” Seonghwa chuckles into your ear as he slows his fingers to a stop. You're grateful for the break in stimulation, although you know it isn't bound to last, “you’re so sensitive tonight. It makes me wonder how you might react when I’m inside of you too. I bet you’d like that, yes? Mommy and daddy inside of you at the same time?”

You nod, although you don't quite let the true meaning of his words sink in. All you know is that you want them both, so incredibly bad. Your passionate, commanding Hongjoong hand in hand with your caring yet fiercely protective Seonghwa; they’d keep you with them forever if you let them. You’d live in their macabre bubble, surrounded by their morbid warmth and ghastly traditions. Your days would be filled with them; Hongjoong could teach you to fence or play chess, and Seonghwa would no doubt teach you about all the deadly plants he keeps in his greenhouse. You’d spend your evenings watching them Waltz in front of the fireplace, a funeral march playing from their old megaphone. Perhaps you’d join them from time to time, pressed to Hongjoong’s front as Seonghwa directs your movements from the chez.

And once the evening activities have drawn to a close, they’d drag you upstairs to bed to take you apart piece by piece. Each night they would push you to the edge of sanity before slowly bringing you back down to earth. They’d treat you like the most precious thing on the planet; a ruby to be polished and protected.

You want it more than anything. Seonghwa and Hongjoong - mommy and daddy - forever and always.

“Want you, Mommy,” you whisper, choking on your own words as Hongjoong begins to pull out slowly until only the tip is left sitting within your velvety walls. You cry out as his hips snap forward, propelling his entire length into you once more. It feels so good, and Seonghwa takes the hint to begin moving his fingers once more. It drives you insane. Chants of ‘please, please,’ fill the air, although you aren't quite sure what you’re begging for.

Seonghwa looks to Hongjoong, who lifts his head to see the silent question on his lover's face.

“One more, Cara Mia,” he grunts out as he pistons his hips into you, “she’s so tight.”

“Of course, Mi Amor,” Seonghwa hums and a mere few seconds pass by before you feel a third finger press against your entrance. You squirm as he pushes it inside of you, wriggling its way inside beside Hongjoong’s cock and his other two fingers. It's a snug fit, but you find it much easier to get used to than the initially painful stretch of Hongjoong’s member.

And even with the third finger added, they do much of the same, Seonghwa gently massaging your walls as Hongjoong pounds into you. The force of his hips increases with each thrust, making your mind go hazy. It's only made worse when Seonghwa begins to spread his fingers within you, making you squeal. His hand that still rests behind your head quickly comes to sit upon your fluffed-up barnet, petting it soothingly as he stretches you out even further.

You're babbling nonsense at this point, but neither man pays it any mind as they work you open past what you thought to be your limit. They're encouraged by the tiny pleas, keeping up their pace as you’re faced with a third orgasm. Perhaps that was what Seonghwa was waiting for because as he feels your walls tighten around his fingers, he begins to slip them out. You whine at the loss, even though Hongjoong is still working hard to fuck you through your orgasm, whilst somehow still staving his own off. Seonghwa just hushes you with a small peck to the lips.

He puts a hand on your shoulder, shifting you and Hongjoong ever so slightly. Just enough so he can slip behind you, his warm chest pressing up against your spine. For a moment, you wonder what he's doing, but then the chiffon of his robe moves to expose his cock and you’re struck by a sudden realisation of what both at the same time actually means.

That would explain why they were so determined to stretch you out…

Hongjoong’s hips slow to a stop with his member still deep inside of you as you feel the head of Seonghwa’s brush against your entrance. You moan as he forces the tip in with only a small amount of resistance from your stretched-out pussy. The unpleasant burn of being opened up is there again, but you bite your lip and let Seonghwa push himself into you alongside Hongjoong. You know the pain will dissipate soon, having already experienced it once with Hongjoong just a short while prior, but holy fuck does it hurt right now.

A helpful finger - although, in your dizzy state you can't quite work out who’s it is - finds its way to your clit, rubbing firm yet somehow also delicate circles on the little bundle of nerves. As you focus on the pleasure you get from that, it’s fairly easy to forget about the unpleasant ache between your thighs, and within minutes you’re once more able to relax into the ministrations of the men.

You whimper as the taller man bottoms out much quicker than Hongjoong did; perhaps he was just desperate from having to watch his husband fuck you for a while first. His tip gently brushes against your cervix, pulling a gasp from your lips as you feel him grazing against the sensitive muscle. He shushes you in your ear as he slowly begins to move. His thrusts are lazier than Hongjoong’s, slower and gentler just as they always are. It suits him; he always had been more restrained and patient than his shorter counterpart who is also beginning to thrust into you once more.

The contrast between the way the two men treat your body, as well as the determined finger upon your button, is enough to drive you crazy. You’re left as nothing but a moaning mess between them, squirming as they fuck into you at different paces; Seonghwa slow and gentle and Hongjoong quick and animalistic. You’re putty in their hands at this point, purely there for them to use and pump full of cum.

It doesn't take long for Hongjoong to do just that.

“I’m close, my dove,” he groans into your ear, “your precious cunt is squeezing me so tight; I can't hold on any longer.”

Mere moments later, his hips stutter to a stop, his dick still deep inside of you. You know exactly what’s coming, but it still doesn’t stop you from moaning as you feel the thick, warm liquid fill you to the brim. Seonghwa only fucks it deeper, forcing the feeling of fullness upon you. You expect it to vanish any minute; Hongjoong will pull out and the cum will flow out with him.

He doesn’t, though; more accurately, Seonghwa doesn’t let him.

Just as you feel Hongjoong begin to retract his softening cock, the hand that lies against your pubis, fingers dancing upon your clit, shoots out to catch his hip. He whines, more pathetic than you’ve ever heard him before; it’s a beautiful sound, and you can’t help but clench around them when you hear it.

“Cara mia, please,” he whimpers, jaw opening wide in a silent moan as Seonghwa continues to thrust into you, cock rubbing repeatedly against Hongjoong’s own oversensitive member, “it’s too much.”

You’ve never seen him so submissive before, and you have to admit you find it hotter than you feel you should. The two of you moan out in unison, the combination of Seonghwa’s languid movements combined with the control he has over the both of you is enough to send you spiralling to the end. You can feel it coming, but with the lack of stimulation on your clit, you can’t quite get there. You open your mouth to protest, but then Seonghwa’s tip pushes through the milky cum to brush against your cervix, and your mind is once again empty.

“But you can take it, Mi Amor,'' Seonghwa taunts from behind you, voice low and velvety in your ear. In a last-ditch attempt to keep any semblance of your sanity, you let your hands shoot out to grab at Hongjoong’s black shirt. It’s damp with sweat beneath your hands, but as you squeeze the soft material between your fingers, you can’t find it in you to care. “You can take it so our little lamb can feel good; keep her stuffed full until her Mommy can cum inside of her too.”

Hongjoong nods wordlessly, too focused on panting his way through the overstimulation to form any words. Through hooded eyes you watch his face contort with pained pleasure, eyes squeezing shut and brow furrowing as your fluttering walls and Seonghwa’s twitching cock torture his sensitive shaft. He looks so beautiful, and while you know you’ll probably never have the chance to overpower him in such a manner, you're happy you can at least bear witness to it now.

And with the knowledge that Hongjoong will behave, Seonghwa moves his fingers back to your clit. They dive straight in, tweaking the throbbing bud in a way that draws a loud cry of pleasure from your lips. Your walls tighten around both men’s members; an action which has them simultaneously moaning in your ears. Knowing just how much of an effect you have on the two men encourages you to constrict them within your walls again.

It must feel good since that's all it takes to have Seonghwa come to a standstill inside of you, ropes of his cum emptying into your womb and mixing with Hongjoong’s. It's beautifully warm as it shoots up against your cervix. That alone is enough to have you clenching down on them once more.

Seonghwa grunts as you milk him dry, and the moment he's finished spilling his load inside of you, he taps Hongjoong’s hip to get him to pull out of you. Perhaps it's that - the final drag of their dicks against your walls - that pushes you careening off the edge into your final orgasm of the night. Your entire body tightens as your vision turns white for just a moment. You can feel your back arch and your hips buck as Seonghwa continues to toy with your clit, but it's like your mind is separate from your body, unable to control anything that it does in response to the mind-blowing climax.

He takes his fingers away at just the right moment, not wanting to push you any further than you already have been tonight.

Still, it takes a moment or two for you to come back down to earth, the remnants of the orgasm sending endorphins racing through your body as you try to catch your breath. It seems the men on either side of you are in the same boat, heavy breathing the only sound you can hear. It's pleasant to feel their chests rising and falling against you, but the comfort you gain from it doesn't take away from just how empty you feel now.

And perhaps it's that or the sudden crash of adrenaline that makes your throat tighten and tears begin to build up upon your lash line. The first one falls, pretty quickly, but it doesn't get very far as Hongjoong kisses it away. His lips linger against your face, relishing the way your hot skin feels against them.

“Why are you crying, my lamb?” Seonghwa whispers against your ear. His fingers lift up to brush against your face, swiping away another stray tear, “are you that happy?”

“Empty,” you correct, voice stuffy as you allow yourself to cry, “but, I guess happy too. How could I not be when I’m with you two?”

They both hum in amusement as they crowd you with their bodies. You’re stuffed between them; the weird pastel meat in an equally weird gothic sandwich, and you wouldn't want to be anywhere else. Not when you know now that you’re theirs, and they’re yours - the tag of the collar that dangles against your throat reminds you of that fact. You pick it up between your fingers, toying with the cold metal.

“I can’t do anything about you feeling empty, I’m afraid,” Seonghwa says, “but I’m certainly pleased you’re happy, my little lamb.”

“You could stuff me back up?” You say, only half in jest. Hongjoong scoffs and shakes his head in a desperate refusal; clearly, he’s still too sensitive.

Part of you wants to take advantage of that and tease him a little. It would be so easy to shuffle and ‘accidentally’ brush your thigh against his cock. If you’re careful, you’ll definitely be able to avoid suspicion, and if you get caught you doubt you’ll get much more than a warning. Still, as you look upon his face and see nothing but adoration, the thoughts seem to vanish into thin air.

You let go of your collar, pressing the hand against his cheek instead and use it to hold him in place as you peck the tip of his nose. The metal of the collar clinks as he scrunches his nose up in mock dismay and gently pushes you back into Seonghwa’s chest. You giggle, and its music to their ears; so soft and bright that if it belonged to anyone else, they would’ve found themselves put off by it.

Since it belongs to you, though, it's become their favourite sound.

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