#rien like rie 🦄

[sanjoongie]

Topaz! Congrats on your 1-yer Tumblr anniversary! I was waiting for you to open a taglist because I wanted to be added SO badly. In any case, the prompt I'm giving you for this taglist opening is "You want me to shut up? Kiss me then." This could be any ateez member you think it fits best with !!

Congrats again!!

~Topaz: ooof well i'm glad i opened the taglist then! don't ask what this is, i just went with it lmao ><

Boo!

✧Pairing: Jung Wooyoung x Reader (f) ✧Genre: smut, crack?, thriller ✧Au: ghost hunter ✧Word Count: 1,284 ✧Warnings: fingering (f receiving), breast play, public sex, penetrative sex with a barrier ✧Rated: 18+ MDNI

"You want me to shut up? Kiss me then."

Wooyoung really hates that that is what left his mouth when you told him to stop babbling behind you. You turned around with a face that said you were disappointed in him.

"Why did you ask me to do this with you if you were going to be this scared?" You demanded.

Yup, Wooyoung was going to die. Clearly you hated him now and he had lost all chances of ever having you fall madly in love with him.

Wooyoung laughed, scratched the back of his head and stared at the barren wall beside him. "What are you talking about? I'm having fun."

You rolled your eyes at him. The two of you were ghost hunting. Wooyoung had gotten sick and spent a week binge watching some ghost hunter series and now he was addicted. He begged you to come with him to an abandoned mall. Wooyoung showed you all of the accounts that proved it was haunted and you had mocked him.

"Then let's go and prove me wrong!" He challenged you.

And that's how you ended up where you were. Wooyoung clung to your side, cheek smooshed against your shoulder, cursing and yelling at every movement of a shadow. You kicked a random pebble and Wooyoung almost lifted you up and ran out of there. Well, he did in fact wrap himself more firmly around you, which involved palming your boob and making you moan.

The two of you froze. Wooyoung didn’t even let go of your boob, he was like a deer caught in the headlights. And you couldn't believe that you had made that noise. It just so happened that your breasts were sensitive today and you had not been expecting to get any action like that, so you had worn a very soft, very free bralette. And then Wooyoung experimentally squeezed again and you whimpered before snapping to it.

You slapped his hand and backed out of his grasp. “What. The. Fuck. Was. That. Jung. Woo. Young?!”

“I didn’t mean to!” Wooyoung began to yell in his shrill voice, clearly panicking. 

“The first time or the second time, sir?!” You sent him a look of pure disbelief.

“Okay, maybe the second time was to see if--”

You pushed Wooyoung, palm flat against his chest, cutting him off and making him ‘oof’ as his back hit the wall of a shoe store. “Why did I agree to this? Was this your plan all along? Get me scared in some spooky location so that I would be all over you?”

Wooyoung smiled painfully and you rolled your eyes. “Of course it was. I swear to God, our friendship is over as of now.” You turned on your heel and began to walk back the way you came.

“Wait!” Wooyoung wailed, following you closely.

“I knew I should have listened to Yeosang, but noooooo,” You berated yourself, “I have to be nice. I have to do a solid for Wooyoung.” You blew a raspberry at your own naivete. 

Then a random cardboard standee in front of a beauty store fell down and scared the shit out of the two of you. Wooyoung took the moment to dash to your side once again. “Please don’t leave me here alone” He begged.

“You probably have San in here making all the scary stuff happen!” You insisted, “Come out, Choi. I’ll beat your ass along with Wooyoung’s!”

You marched over to the standee, despite Wooyoung desperately pulling at your hand. “Please, don’t piss off the ghosts anymore, please--!” He cursed when a pane of glass fell from the second floor… right in front of the both of you. 

You were silent, unsure exactly what to do next. The instances of these circumstances were certainly suspicious but you didn’t believe in ghosts… right?

“Wooyoung,” You said, pulling Wooyoung closer to you with his hand still in yours.

“Mmm?” He said quietly, letting you tug him to your body.

“You and I are going to tone down our yelling,” You suggested, “And then we are going to leave. Peacefully.”

“I think that sounds about right,” Wooyoung agreed.

You took a few steps around the shattered glass, careful of the pieces, and turned around, eyes scanning everywhere for even a hint of someone--or something--about. Then some eerie music began to play and it sounded like it was coming from the speakers of the mall itself. That was the last straw on the camel's back. You and Wooyoung sprinted to the entrance of the mall, hightailing it out of there. 

The result of the run and the adrenaline had you two all over each other regardless of your original horror. In broad daylight, Wooyoung had your shirt and bralette pushed up over your chest so that he could suck and slobber all over your tits. You made all the pretty moans for him and Wooyoung felt like his corduroys were a torture that his dick would never escape. Once he spit on his fingers and started rubbing you under your leggings, he was a goner. Your fucked out expression while he pulled at your nipple with his teeth was exactly what he wanted.

Wooyoung promptly pulled his fingers from inside of you and took a step back. Your bewildered expression was certainly cute but he did his best to keep a smug expression off his face. You frowned at him and clearly he had failed in that regard. “What are you doing now?”

Wooyoung attempted to look contrite. “Can I fuck you?”

You’re about to make a mean comment like Wooyoung can suffer for all you care, but once careful look at his pelvis lets you know that Wooyoung is positively vibrating for the chance to fuck you. “I don’t suppose you have a condom?”

Wooyoung pulled a foil package from his pocket. “I don’t leave the house without one.”

“Did you think you were going to fuck a ghost and thought ‘I better not make the antichrist?’?” You demanded.

Wooyoung eagerly wiggled down his corduroys, ripped the package with his teeth and rolled the condom confidently down his length. “I watched that season of American Horror Story with you, remember?”

You rolled your eyes but let Wooyoung turn you around with hands on your hips. You braced yourself against the stucco wall of the mall. Wooyoung aids you in pulling one of your legs out of your leggings, so that he can push your underwear to the side. You cocked your free leg to give him access and then with a grunt, Wooyoung is inside of you. He helped you hold your leg aloft, fingers digging deep into the flesh of your thigh as he rolls his hips against your ass.

“Oh fuck, that’s exactly what I needed to take the edge off,” Wooyoung moaned.

You’d love to be able to back talk but are trying very hard to keep it in on how much Wooyoung’s dick is affecting you. You pressed your lips inward, squeezing your eyes shut, but you let out a tiny whimper. If Wooyoung had been any less pussy drunk, he might have teased you, but he was in a similar position. He almost wished he had told you he didn’t have a condom. If you felt this good around him now, imagine how good you’d be for him if he fucked you raw?

Wooyoung was going to have to thank San, Yeosang and Mingi later for helping him get here. But for now, he was going to enjoy fucking you to an orgasm and never letting you live it down that you fucked outside an abandoned mall in broad daylight after being scared by ‘ghosts’.

Taglist game is closed! Just clearing out all the ones that made it through the deadline~ enjoyyyyyy