#sub orv x dom reader

[onirique-amaranth]

helloo, may i request for another kim dokja x top male reader smut? thank you.

⎮Soft worries⎮

⏤ Characters: Dokja⎮reader

⏤ Including: nsfw (-17)

⏤ Warnings → sub/bottom Dokja, top/dom male reader, dacryphilia, nothing extreme, soft ending

⏤ 2.600 words

The sun has already gone down when you ended the fight, sword covered in red thick fluid, your heart beating wildly in your chest as you pant, lungs burning. You step forward, staggering as you kneel to grab some documents before walking back to where you came from. You could only see passed-out people around you, on the ground, some more injured than the others, but you weren't feeling guilty. On your way back, you feel discouraged, you knew Dokja was waiting for you, but you felt too tired to move, so you sat down. Your back pressed against a wall with your head thrown bad, you look at the sky, eyelids growing heavy as you just felt the need to fall asleep.

The streets were silent as nobody was walking around, this part of the city has been deserted a while ago, and it was one of the reasons why you and Dokja decided to install a camp here. For once, your nights weren't interrupted by people screaming and the sounds of fighting, also, most of the main or sub scenarios weren't available here, so you could easily rest. You spend the last three days searching for some information, and you were supposed to come back this night, at least that was the plan before the tiredness took over your body.

You feel your muscles relax, your body slumping against the brick wall, oblivious to the shadow moving closer to you. The moonlight shone through the destroyed city, light reflected by the broken windows as you stare blankly at the sky. The sudden sounds of footsteps near you made you jump, grabbing your sword immediately, the sharp blade pressed against your assailant's neck. You push the person against the wall, ready to cut their throat open, but you calm down as you see the short man in front of you. The strong wind makes his white coat move behind him, he was looking at you without talking, long eyelashes fluttering as he observes you. You withdraw your weapon, making sure you did not hurt him in the process, placing your hand on his shoulder as you apologize. His small, fragile neck could be broken by your hands with any sudden movement, and you almost did kill him. You step away slowly, leaving him the space to stand up straight.

He sighs before taking a handkerchief out of his pocket, wiping away the blood that was on your face. The comfortable silence envelops you as he cleans you up, checking if you had any injuries. There was a calm atmosphere enveloping the two of you, but you could feel a certain tension coming from him, a hidden rage that he was keeping under control. As his handkerchief gets stained by the blood, he froze when he noticed the long and deep cut you had on your neck, and he snapped, all control is completely gone.

He wasn't yelling, but his words held venom as he scolded you, disapproving of how you weren't taking care of yourself, especially when he saw you accepting to sleep outside instead of just walking back to the camp. Despite the anger he was showing, you could see the anxiety in his eyes, worrying about your health as you disappeared for days without sending him any updates. He took your copy of the Infinite Dimension Space Coat out of his inventory, draping it over your shoulders, covering your bloody clothes and protecting you from the cold wind. And then, he helped you to walk by placing one of your arms around his shoulders, heading to your camp. Before you could say anything to protest, his glare shut you up, and you followed him tiredly without adding anything.

The soft light of the candles calmed you down, the stress and tension from the previous fight vanishing, as you sit down on a chair. You watch Dokja quickly discard his coat before grabbing the first aid kit, kneeling in front of you as he treats your wounds. You groan at the painful sensation of the alcohol on your cuts, jaw clenched as you kept yourself from cursing out loud. You see his hand reaching out for your face as he tenderly strokes your cheek with his thumb, making your head lean into his palm, closing your eyes.

He still continued to focus on the rest of the wounds, helping you take off your shirt as some spots were stained by your blood. He observes silently your upper body, checking on every cut or bruise, sometimes letting his fingers graze the injuries gently, watching in amazement how your body was reacting to his touch. And finally, he put a bandage around your last wound, leaving a soft kiss over it. He stays on his spot, seeing you relax slowly as the pain wasn't as strong as before, and he decides to let you rest.

You let your back hit the back of the chair, exhaling as the pain subsided. You close your eyes and let your body relax, as you were able to let your guard down, after so many days of being on constant alert. Without knowing it, you were drifting on to sleep. All the stress and pressure tired you out and as you were closing your eyes, you feel a soft feeling against your lips. You froze, taken aback by the sudden contact, almost thinking you were dreaming even if it felt so real. You gasp as he bites your lower lip, and a tongue makes its way into your mouth. With your eyes still closed, you let this tongue invade your mouth, you could feel Dokja moan softly into the kiss, hands gripping your shoulder, but still conscious enough to avoid your wounds.

Still sitting on the chair, you wrap your hands around his waist, letting him whimper and drool into the kiss. His legs quivered as he fell down onto your lap, both his legs straddling you, hips almost rolling against yours. He kept whispering your name in between each kiss, all the love, admiration and worry pouring out as he held you close as if he was making sure you were really here, with him. These last three days have been hellish for him as he has no idea in what state you were and where you left to. He spent hours tracking you down, so he could make sure you weren't in a tight situation, but you were finally back, with him.

As seconds pass by, you feel your breath shorten, but Dokja was still refusing to let go of you. You tap his shoulder softly, trying to make him detach himself from you to no avail until you feel yourself getting light-headed, and you just grab his neck, pulling him away from your face. As you catch your breath, throat and lungs burning, you watch as he looked dazed, cloudy eyes with some tears gathering on his lash line. Guilt spread into your heart, as you tug him forward, holding him protectively into your arms, listening to his sniffles and as he was rambling about how worried he was for you, that he thought you would never come back.

You rubbed his back slowly, trying to calm him down, his hold tightening around your shoulders as he buries his face deeper in your shoulder. He finally looked up at you with teary eyes, dried tears on his cheeks and a relieved smile, head leaning forward as he connects your lips again, his hunger showing through his hastiness. Your hand moved to his hips, feeling him starting to grind onto you, pants tightening around your crotch. His hands slid down your back, nails scratching your skin as he speeds up his movements, the pace rushed and uncontrolled. He whimpers into the kiss, unable to keep still or control his movements, and then he stopped suddenly. His head is thrown back as his hips jerked up, sensitivity hitting him as he whines, cumming in his underwear. You watch as he waits for a little before sitting back on your lap, legs quivering as his crotch rubs against yours.

You took a hold of the back of his shirt, tugging on it a bit, so you can slide your hands under. Your cold hands meeting his burning body made him whimper, each touch sending a jolt of electricity through his body. He rushed to unbutton your pants, hand shaking as he tries to focus, his mind fuzzy from the feeling, as for you, your wounds and pleasure make you lose the notion of reality. You both stand for a second, just the time to take off your pants and underwear before you sit back down. With a hand on your shoulder, he held himself up, body shaking as he moves his hand in between his legs, finger pressing against his hole. He took a shaky breath before starting to prepare himself, back arching as his only support was your shoulder.

He panted harshly, sliding another finger in, hurrying so he could finally be able to sink down on your length. Your hands weren't really helping him to stay collected as one was playing with his cock, your thumb rubbing the tip, soft fingertip following the vein on the underside. Your other moved upward, pinching his nipples as he jumped, his fingers sliding deeper when he fell forward. He yelped as your hand engulfed his cock without difficulty, hips stuttering as humiliation burned through his core as he notices how small he was compared to you, literally fitting in your palm. You continue to move your hands slowly, teasing him as he felt so close to his release. But suddenly, everything stopped, he cries as you stopped simulating him, his fingers not being enough as he harshly pushes the third one in.

You could only laugh at his pleading face, watching as the oh-so-calm and rational man let go of his pride, begging pathetically for your attention and the stimulation you could offer him. Gently, you place your hand back on his cock, moving it up and down with a tight grip, watching as his fingers started to move quickly again, at the same pace as your hand. He gasped, and his nails dug into your shoulder as he cries out, his fingers hitting a place he hasn't found before. His breaths grew erratic, grinding against you as his body tensed up, but before he could cum, you grab his wrist and tug his hand away.

His tears fell freely, he was begging you to do something, voice breaking as he loses control over his body, fighting weakly against your strong hands immobilizing him. He just needed to finish preparing himself before he could give you some pleasure too, but you were refusing to let him move. Before he could start whining, you present your own fingers in front of his mouth, watching as he took them in immediately, twirling his tongue around them, saliva sliding down your fingers to your hand and arm. Desperation shone in his eyes as you took your fingers away, moving them slowly to his entrance. And suddenly, you slammed them inside, moving forcefully as you stretch him, patience running thin. His mouth opened in a silent scream as you reached much deeper, your fingers were much longer and thicker than his own, bringing him closer and closer to his orgasm.

But once again, you stopped before he could experience his high, but before he could whine and complain, you kissed him. You lift him up as he was distracted, placing him over your length. You wait for him to break the kiss to breathe before slamming him down, a scream ripping out of his throat as he feels his body accommodates to your size, forcing its way through. At the sudden overpowering feeling, he completely breaks.

You could feel him tighten almost painfully around you, squeezing you to death as you almost rip him open. You still waited for his consent for starting to move, watching with satisfaction as he crumbles on top of you, any coherent thoughts leaving his mind as he moans and supplies. At this point, you could not understand what he was trying to tell you anymore, he was not making sense as he gets overwhelmed by the pleasure. Each thrust brings him to tears as you reach places he never knew about, everything becoming too much too quickly. Using your remaining force, you lift him up from your lap and press him against the wall, his face pushed against the cold wall as you slam him down.

You were just chasing after your release at this point, just forcing your hips up as you move him down, the sounds of skin slapping filling the room. You placed your hands under his knees to hold him up and manoeuvre his body easily, leaving his front to rub against the wall uselessly, cheek pressed against the frozen bricks as he looks at you with dazed eyes. His mouth opened to let high-pitched moans out, mind spiralling into nothingness, eyes rolling back as he goes limp in your hold. You were so close, so close that you couldn't wait anymore and just started to go harder and faster, mind blanking as the pleasure take over.

The small boy in your arms weakly whimpers as he came, cock twitching and releasing over the wall, seeming unable to stop. He mumbles something unintelligible as he keeps cumming, crying as the overstimulation hits him. And you weren't stopping, he tried to beg you to leave him some seconds, but it was left unheard. Your pace only brought him to new highs as he wasn't aware of how he was still coating the wall in fluids. And that's when he felt it, the hold on his legs tightening, hips jerking uncontrollably as you throw your head back suddenly, a sound between a groan and a moan escaping your mouth.

His eyes completely rolled back when he felt you emptying yourself in him, his body full and mind empty. You slowed down, prolonging your high a little before you pulled out, catching your breath. Dokja looked at you with satisfaction, a dumb grin spread across his face as his mind was still fuzzy from his orgasm. You slowly moved him down, making sure he could stand up by himself with his shaky legs.

The second your hands left his body, his arms were around your neck, tugging you forward as your lips met. Your bodies pressed together as he baths in your warmth, enjoying the skin-to-skin contact. You end up lifting him up again to lay him down on the bed, as you were going to use the couch, he grabbed your hand and force you to lay beside him. A soft kiss was placed onto your cheek before he hid his face in your neck, his arms wrapped around your waist, even if his fingers weren't touching.

You chuckle before kissing his forehead and nuzzling onto the top of his head, eyes closing as the tiredness took over your body. Each muscle too heavy for you to hold up as you relax, and your mind leaves reality. Before completely falling asleep, you hear Doka whisper three words softly into your neck, making your heart feel warm, and your cheeks heat up. A soft smile appears on your face as you feel asleep without any worry left, another feeling overpowering the rest. A soft hand moved to hold yours as you both let your body turn-off and forget everything around you. The next day was going to be interesting.

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[secretivemessenger]

A three-way with KDJ , YJH

CW: Face sitting! Rimming! Riding! OOC! Them holding hands while being played w by you! <3

Heaven’s could not describe how lucky you are, having two pretty boys right on your dick.

Yo jonghyuk seated perfectly on your face, as you drill your tongue past his ring of muscles. Holding his trembling thighs tightly, digging your nails in, drawing out blood. His body couldn’t stop twitching around as he can feel his hole being abused by your swift tongue.

His low and shameful cries as he pushes back against your tongue almost unheard because of the loudness of Kim Dokja. He took your cock like an absolute Whore. Riding it with admirable determination, with the thought of milking you dry. Having you fill him up to the brim.

His hips quickly moved up and down on your cock, his hands on your abdomen supporting him up. his mind feeling dizzy as another orgasm was pulled outta him painting his bulged tummy white for a third time. Throwing his head back as an even louder set of moans leave him as he continues to fuck himself against you.

He absolutely loves overstimulating himself on your cock, slamming himself repeatedly even after he just came.

The mixed moans of both was such an amazing sound to hear, you could just relax up and sleep with just hearing all their cute whimpering because of you.

It made you so soo cocky by getting someone as fierce like YJH in such state, and even more cocky by having a constellation riding you like a desperate slut. Everyone would be soo jealous of you.

With the way you were eating YJH out he almost lost his balance if not for sweet Dokja taking him by his hands, both staring at eachother, as you glance down at them with the side of your eye in aww

It turned you on even more if that was possible. Their intense staring cut short as both clinged tightly against eachother as your body got to moving again. Wanting nothing other than to completely mess them up <3.

Almost forgot this- 🏷: @gaybitchfx @vyloy

[3smos]

warning: drabble. dom reader. sub character. drabble. gender neutral. hand job. overstimulation.

kim dokja curls into himself, his fingers gripping at your freshly cleaned clothes as if that'll bring him back to his senses.

his entire body burns but he holds himself down from removing your hand.

"fuck, fuck... hn..." dokja pants loudly, his hips bucking and fucking himself in your hand wrapped loosely around his throbbing cock.

you asked the man to show you how much of a good boy he could be. it surprising how far he'll go to prove himself.

dokja's hand shoots out to grip your forearm as you dig your thumb in his slit, beads of precum rolling out and helping you in the process. you used it as lube.

"ah waitwaitwait!!" you quickly remove your hand, watching his squirm in your lap. he whines loudly, dropping his head in the crook of your neck.

he gulps, swallowing the little saliva he had in his mouth. he licks his red, and bruised lips, planting a gentle kiss to your neck.

"i never said to s-stop..." you rub his back, trying to soothe him through his denied orgasm. dokja grinds against you, panting into your ear as his sensitivity heightens once again.

"you don't have a choice."

...

[lucioda]

OMNISCIENT READER’S VIEWPOINT

yjh + kdj + hsy trio w/amab reader

imagine making kim dokja to stop sacrificing himself by fucking him so good he can’t even think about anything but you. he’s tight around your cock as you fuck him against the wall, moaning, screaming your name like a whore and forgetting there’s only a couple minutes left until the next scenario. he’s just such a slut for you! always taking you to private locations and getting on his knees, inviting you to fuck his face and cum down his throat. huh, there’s an important battle soon? okay, just finish in his ass real quick! he’s never been loved so much like this, he just can’t help but always want to please you and only you.

imagine turning yoo joonghyuk into a whore. you give him the best fuck of his life one drunken night and suddenly he stopped wearing underwear, puts on more revealing clothes that allow you easy access to his body, and silently begs for you to touch him whenever you sit next to each other. even if you haven’t confirmed your relationship, he’ll be watching over you and jealous of every other person who manages to catch your eye. all his doubts and insecurities instantly vanish when you’re inside him though, secretly imagining baby-trapping you so that way you won’t ever think of leaving, and he can keep your dick for himself!

everytime you kiss him, he chases after your lips and grinds against your thigh like a dog in heat, so easily turned on and so ready to be fucked all the time <3

imagine having an ambiguous relationship with han sooyoung. you’re friends to the outside world, close friends who fight side by side all the time, but behind closed doors you’re in between her legs sucking her clit, curling your fingers inside of her just the way she likes, being the only person to hear how she moans and demands for more from you, how she tightens the grip her thighs have on your head and trembles delicately. you’re friends, nothing more, nothing less, you both would say, not admitting to the absurd amount of nights you’ve spent embracing one another.

[waayfo]

A thought about the sub!Kim Dokja. If you don't like this content, DNI. Also, English is not my first language

Sub!Kim Dokja x top!male reader : hc/scenario

kim dokja will whine if you tease him, like you touch his sensitive body parts, and you suddenly stop.

kim dokja will cry messy when you play rough. his soft voice calls out your name, moaning and wanting more.

“a- ngh .. n- no! don't stop, please!” You tease him a lot, because his expression is so adorable to you, and makes you want him even more.

“oh? you don't want me to stop? if so, beg.”

the next thing that will happen, he will say, “i- i have been a good boy today. so please give me a gift! I will always be a good boy for you.”

kim dokja always wanted your cock to be in it, and filled him. so he'll beg for it.

look at his slim waist! move with your thurst becomes fast.

his white hands will holding the bed sheet tightly. his mind is empty, there's only you who's fucking him.

no matter how many times you've done it, he just keeps wanting more. he wants you to fill him.

[narcissistshandler]

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⠀ 。。。 𝖺 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝖾𝗅 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗁𝗎𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗌𝗈 𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒, 𝗌𝗈 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗰𝗿𝘂𝗲𝗹 。。。

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⠀࣭⋆ 𝖠𝖡𝖮𝖴𝖳 𝖬𝖤

hello there, little pawn, my name is [RAFAEL] or just rafe, I have [21 YEARS] old and I'm a [BISEXUAL] man that goes by the [HE/HIM] pronouns. English is not my first language, bear with me (and feel free to correct any grammatical errors). This blog will only write for [TOP READER] in smut and only [MALE OR GN] reader, minors please dni. Things here can get a little [DARK], so always read the warnings and proceed with caution. If I make any mistakes please let me know and feel free to send messages other than requests.

⠀࣭⋆ FANDOMS I WRITE FOR

my focus is writing for fandoms that have little top!reader content, I currently write for the following works:

lookism, how to fight/viral hit, quest supremacy, blue lock, windbreaker, lord of the mysteries, jujutsu kaisen, death note, attack on titan, spider verse and jojo's bizarre adventure.

you can find the list of characters here or on the third link up there at the beginning. I often receive requests for other fandoms and it doesn't bother me, but it's preferable to ask first if I know the fandom in question.

⠀࣭⋆ WARNINGS

I'm currently receiving a lot of requests asking for female readers, among other things, so I would like to once again ask that the rules be read before sending a request.

And remembering that all the characters I write for are of legal age or have been made aged up for narration purposes.

⠀࣭⋆ STATUS

getting back active

last work: dumb dumb dumb, male reader x isagi (blue lock)

[siren-serenity]

SUB! JUNGHYEOK

"are you that desperate," you smirked, trailing a finger down junghyeok's chest which was only covered with his thin undershirt. "for me? so desperate that you'd even let the entire star stream watch?" constellations from your channel were frantically messaging and giving you coins. [the constellation, demon-like judge of fire, is squealing.] [you have been gifted 500 coins.] junghyeok's face burned as he nodded frantically. a low huff escaped him as one hand played with his nipple while the other trailed the outline of his abs. he hated that he couldn't do anything about the star stream, but his need for you outweighed it by millions. "pleasepleaseplease."

characters: yu junghyeok, gn!reader (has a cock but can be a strap on) warnings: nsfw, dom/sub relationships, public sex, slight degradation a/n: - i'm now open to write for 'omniscient reader'! please do not spoil the novel/manhwa for anyone in the comments and my ask box! thank you :) - feedback is appreciated!

Junghyeok murmured your name as he sat on your lap, legs straddling your waist. His head was pressed against you and he shifted every now and then to get proper seating. However, he paused immediately when he felt a tight grip on his waist and something hard pressed between his entrance. He looked at you with widened eyes and you returned it before it melted into a smirk.

"Stay still," You leaned forward and murmured into his ear. Your warm, husky breath caressed his ears and they burned brightly. He could feel the eyes of the Star Stream constellations and buried his head in the crook of your collarbone, desperately willing your erection to go away (ignoring how he was already so fucking wet for you).

[The constellation, Demon-Like Judge of Fire, is squealing.]

[You have been given 200 coins.]

[The constellation, Abyssal Black Flame Dragon, would like a constellation to tell him when he could watch again.]

[The constellation, Lover of Beauty and Lust, is fanning her burning cheeks]

[You have been given 300 coins.]

[The constellation, Secretive Plotter, reluctantly admits to wanting to watch.]

[You have been given 1000 coins.]

[The constellations, Demon-Like Judge of Fire and Lover of Beauty and Lust, exchange knowing glances. They ask Secretive Plotter if he would want to join their group.]

[The constellation, Secretive Plotter, eyes them nervously.]

You let out a hefty chuckle at the number of messages from familiar and unfamiliar constellations. Well, you wouldn't mind harvesting as many coins as possible nor do you mind riling the so-called 'Poker-Faced King' Yu Junghyeok; it's as the saying goes "Killing two birds with one stone."

"It's not going," Junghyeok muttered a few minutes later. His ass was still pressing against your clothed hardened member. You hummed in deep thought and Junghyeok's cheeks burned at your intense stare.

"Can," He nuzzled his face in your shoulder and you could practically feel his burning face. "you slip it inside? It's been so long..."

Junghyeok could feel himself already starting to leak and grow wet just from sitting on your cock. If he had gotten off and stood up, he would burn at the thought of so many eyes staring at the wet patch on his pants.

"Are you that desperate," you smirked, trailing a finger down Junghyeok's chest which was only covered with his thin undershirt. His nipples hardened at your touch and ached painfully. He let out a breathy moan."for me? So desperate that you'd even let the entire star stream watch?"

Constellations from your channel was still frantically messaging and giving you coins. Light blue boxes flooded your sight but you ignored them all, staring into Junghyeok's pleading eyes. [The constellation, Demon-Like Judge of Fire, is squealing.]

[You have been gifted 500 coins.]

[The constellation, Lover of Beauty and Lust, is begging you to continue.]

[You have been gifted 1000 coins.]

[The constellation, Prisoner of the Golden Headband, shakes his head.]

Junghyeok's face burned as he nodded frantically. a low huff escaped him as one hand played with his nipple while the other trailed the outline of his abs. He hated that he couldn't do anything about the star stream, but his need for you outweighed it by millions.

"Please," he groaned, nipping and sucking slightly on your neck. You hummed before reaching downwards and unzipping his pants. Just touching his entrance made you smirk and you leaned in.

"Not wearing anything underneath? What a fucking slut."

Junghyeok moaned loudly, gripping the base of your hair as you unzip your own pants and pulled out your cock. You pumped it slightly, throwing your head back and groaning aloud, stirring something within Junghyeok, and heat pooled in his lower abdomen.

"You want me that badly, hmm?" You lined your cock to his wet entrance, edging him slightly. You teased it, let his walls have a taste of your cock. Just that little motion made Junghyeok whine for more.

"Harder, just slam it in! I'm so fucking wet for you already."

You chuckle before doing as told. You slam your cock within his wet walls, driving them apart and Junghyeok let out groans; the feelings of pain and pleasure rolled him and he rolled his eyes back, revealing pearly whites. He murmured something inaudible, making you lean in.

"Thrust," He muttered and you shook your head. He clenched his walls around your cock, making you moan. "Thrust in me."

"I only feel like making you cockwarm me though," You leaned in, hugging him closer to you and subtly thrusting inwards. Junghyeok moaned as he bounced himself and threw you a dirty glare. You shrugged before leaning back and putting your arms behind your back. Junghyeok could feel your eyes staring at where your cock was disappearing and reappearing in his ass, slick with pre-cum and natural lubrication.

"Just fuck me properly!" He commanded, giving you slightly teary eyes. The cockwarming and bouncing were only giving him a slight heat in his abdomen, edging him towards a blissful orgasm but not enough. Junghyeok leaned in and kissed you, licking your lower lip as permission and you grinned darkly.

"There's no going back," You warned him before hooking your arms around his legs, lifting him, and placing him on the dirt. "Use your safe words, okay love?"

"G-green," He stutters out as he felt your cock edging him with your movements. He held onto your neck tightly.

You murmur a soft apology as you knelt; the rocky hard gravel dug painfully into your skin but it was overshadowed by the curtain of lust. Junghyeok let out a whine and you thrust into him with one swift move, hitting his prostrate exactly. He arches his back cleanly off the ground, clenching his fists in an attempt to control himself from falling apart with your strong thrusts that were practically reshaping his insides. Junghyeok bites down on his lips causing crimson to bleed outwards. His body trembles which made you laugh.

"Can't handle it?"

"N-no!" He moans out. "Perfect!"

"Good," You leaned forward, capturing his lips into a kiss and he could feel your smirk against them. "'Cause we're going to go a couple of rounds, love."

[niilue]

Hi!! How are you? I just love taking unknown breaks 💀💀 Are you stil into orv brw?

Ok, I've been thinking of CEO/secretary dynamic with Dokja in his gaming company, and he's the most neediest, perviest man ever.

Like at any time in the day, he'd barge into your office and act so slutty, like giving out documents but showing off his seriously small waist. Maybe give you a little massage and start feeling you up. Sure it's sweet, but you just know he wants to get fucked now and there.

As a punishment, you make your dear secretary attend a meeting (like make him stand beside you). While presenting, you fiddle with the *ppt* remote, and Dokja has to try his absolute hardest not to moan out loudly. And you do this for hours.

Anyways, I'll take slutty dokja anyday 😇😇

hellou babyyyy, im good and u? and yes! i'm still reading it even though i still have a long way to read, but i am "simp of kim dokja" 🫢

ෆ    ִ      ׁ   sub kim dokja

dokja is a real brat when he's horny and wants to be used by you. he teases you in the slightest. he wears tight clothes revealing his slender figure, as well as tight pants revealing his fantastic ass.

he'd be the type to "drop" some papers and reach all the way down to pick them up, lifting his ass up and gently back up again. watching the way you look at him.

he likes to wear light pants and makes sure he wears feminine underwear, so you can see his thong as he walks past you.

you don't know how many times they've stayed late at the office on his account. lying that they need to fix a few things and it's just to take advantage and sneak into your desk and start sucking your cock/pussy.

when you're not in the mood, you just like to tease him and watch him stir in his own horniness.

imagine the embarrassment he feels when he's talking about an important matter and you take advantage of it to vibrate the toy he likes to carry inside his ass.

the number of times he has cum with that toy that stimulates his prostate is incredible. you feel a little sorry for him if he loses control and that gives him a hard time, but you don't care. he's a slut. he needs to learn.

while you talk you take care to look at him and discreetly move the button, making him squirm in his seat. his moans, disguised as "a cough" were already bothering everyone.

"mr. dokja, are you okay?" you ask mischievously.

"mmmhp,.. yes, yes! it's just hot in here…"

you raised an eyebrow letting silence reign in the room.

"i understand. when the meeting is over, i'll wait for you in my office, i don't like interruptions."

you continued with your presentation and the black-haired man had better not run before they were alone, because then he would receive a worse punishment than this. after all, only dokja was yours and you did whatever you wanted with him.

[3smo]

es. ily. congrats on 1k.

can i get uhhh a kim dokja with #20, gender neutral pls 😳

• "just a little harder. please?" (#20)

warning: dom reader. gender neutral. demon dokja? i forgot the word for sex demons 🤕. human reader? ig. nipple play. lactating. some fingering.

514 words.

1k event!

"come on" he drags out, lips nibbling on your ear lobe. he gives you a sly smirk, "let's play around."

demons... are evil by nature. nothing can make them 'soft', or a 'good' demon. in fact, they feed off of those energies.

and kim dokja? well, he was new to this demon seducing a good human, but he could tell you were giving into it and it made him more eager to feast.

he releases a gentle aroma, it filled your senses pleasantly. you had no choice but to nod in agreement.

dokja smiles widely, unzipping your jacket, and pushing it off of you. "do you know a demon's weakness?"

you shake your head as dokja takes your hand and leads it under his shirt. he timidly slides your index finger against his nipples. "it really depends on the demon, but this is my weakness..."

dokja shuts his eyes, feeding off on your arousal. his mouth falls open as you fondle with his chest, he had some meat on him, it wasn't much but enough for you to get a good grip on him.

you stop your movements when you feel liquid drip down your hands. dokja shook in embarrassment, "haa.. d-don't look..."

you push his shirt up, watching in awe as his nipples leak milk, trailing down to his stomach. dokja pants in your ear, jerking forward in surprise when your lips attached themselves to his chest. "h-hey!! you were.. ngh, suppose to just t-touch.."

you bite down on the sensitive bud causing him to wail, you jumped in surprise, pulling away from him but he quickly hugged your head, pushing you back to his chest. "...j-just a little harder.. pl-please?"

you glance up at him from your spot, tongue peaking out to lick the spilled milk from his nipples.

"ahnn," he whimpers, his face red and tears peaking out from his eyelashes. you had to admit this really made you feel powerful. it made you feel superior to him. "this is so embarrassing..."

he covers his face with a small, trembling hand. your fingers slid down into his mini shorts, touching the wet spot in his underwear. your eyes raise back up to him, pulling your face away from his chest.

"you're wet..." dokja nods, picking himself up to remove his shorts. he turns around, setting himself on all fours, his ass up and prepped for you.

"some demons produce slick... it helps the more submissive ones..." you watch in shock as your fingers easily slid in, earning a gurgle groan from dokja, he pushes his hips back on your fingers, turning his head to look at you with hooded eyes. "more, more please.."

"you're so sensitive..." you add a third finger, feeling him clench around you generously. he gasps loudly, back arching and arms giving out as you press onto his prostate. you adjust him so his ass was up on your lap, making it easy for you to slam your fingers in with ease. dokja's thighs tremble, shaking in your lap.

"you wouldn't mind if i add another, would you?"

"fuck! y-yes! yes please.."

...

[mihwee]

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[onirique-amaranth]

Hi! Do you take ORV requests? If so can I request KDJ or YJH x Dom Male reader and they’re fwbs or just a very fluffy scenario with them?? If you don’t, sorry for wasting your time and have a nice day :D

⎮We meet again⎮

⏤ Characters: Dokja⎮reader

⏤ Including: nsfw (-17) & sfw

⏤ Warnings: sub! Dokja, top! Male reader, size kink, belly bulge, overstimulation, dacryphilia, mind-breaking, mention of blood, creampie

⏤ 2.500 words

You have known Dokja for a long while, since the seventh grade, actually. You had always been the popular guy while Dokja was just considered as less than a support character. He had always been bullied and ignored by everyone, nobody would talk to him and if they do, it would be to make fun of him. You felt pity for him many times but never tried to do anything, like anyone else, you would let it happen since you did not want to lose your status.

One night, after school, you discovered an interesting web novel, surprisingly, before the first 100th chapter, all readers stopped reading and only one continued to. You spend days and nights reading it, in class, at home, before going to sleep till you would nearly pass out and early in the morning. As you were reading one of what seems like the most recent chapter, you unknowingly sat next to Dokja and were forced to put your phone down when the teacher arrived.

As you push your phone to the side to get your notebook out of your bag, you hear a gasp next to you. You turn around with a frown, noticing how Dokja was looking at you with stars in his eyes. It was the first time you saw him make a face like this.

“You read it too?!”

Your eyes widen as you see him point out the novel still open on your phone. And for the first time, your eyes really met, and you see an unmistakable passion in his eyes for this story. And that's how you end up talking for the entire hour, not caring about anything but this passion in common. Slowly by surely you became friends, spending more and more time together, he would still avoid you at school, so you don't get in trouble because of him, but you would see each other outside.

This friendship blossomed over a year, and at some point, the line between this friendship, sexual relation and love blurred, making you unable to see its real limit. What should be innocent meetings to go shopping and have fun, was always ending up in Dokja being bent over some furniture. Whenever someone would get too close to you, it would end up with Dokja being jealous and annoying you so badly till you would fuck him out of frustration. If he ever felt bad, he would knock at your door, ignoring the hour, and spend the night here, watching series and eating snacks before living the next morning after kissing you on the lips.

In your last year of school, your friendship has changed a bit, in a way you never thought was possible, everything turned into something more intimate. Sadly, you got separated after the entrance exam that he failed, as he got into a third-rate college, and you got into the college you dreamed of for years.

You tried to stay close, but it was difficult. After some time, you stopped talking, but you kept sending him messages in the hope he would reply, he never did. You kept trying, texting mostly about the only thing you had in common, that story, you did not care if he was not going to reply, you just wanted to show him you were still there.

You could still see him comment after each chapter was published, always at that same hour, which you understood was when he finished his work. After some time, you started to do the same, but always one hour before him, so he could see them at the end of each chapter.

-----

This day was supposed to be the end of TWSA. And it was with this inexplicable anxiety that you opened the chapter, reading it with so much joy and also pain as if a chapter of your life just ended with this novel. And finally, you were on the last panel. As you close the app, you received a message from whom you think was the author, which was thanking you, and at the same time sends you an attached file, the novel.

And that's how the nightmare started, in this car, the 3707th. The man in front of you, who seemed familiar, was Junghyeok Yu. You were shivering, was it already your end? The nightmare has just started, but it was already your turn, or you thought so. Before the main scenario starts, you run away, the door of the car in front of you half-opened. As you escape, you turn your head before leaving, your eyes meeting with dark black eyes, looking at you suspiciously. But before he could attack you, the main scenario started, and you were already out of his reach.

Surprisingly, you still felt his eyes on you as you hide in the crowd, you look back and see him standing behind the half-opened door, observing you. You can't help but offer him a big smile before giving him the finger, snickering as you run away.

Thankfully as you were panicking, you noticed a fly on a seat, and quickly, you crush it with your hand. It was disgusting, but you were alive, and you had completed the task.

-----

The first time you saw Dokja again, was on that bridge, you were hiding from Junghyeok. But you never thought you would see Dokja being grabbed by the neck, as his legs were swaying over a blank space. There was no need for you to scream as it seems they both sensed your presence, turning their head in sync, one looking at you in hatred and the other in shock, a single tear sliding down his cheek. Suddenly, he tries to escape from Junghyeok's grip, choking out your name with a desperate smile as he cries.

Too focused on Dokja, you missed the other man's expression and all of a sudden, Junghyeok lets go of him, and Dokja falls into the river, without thinking, you run to him, passing Junghyeok and jumped. Before Junghyeok could grab you, you were already falling down with Dokja, and he felt a terrible feeling take over his heart, but it was too late.

This decision would be dumb in any other situation, but you were a reader, and you knew what would happen and how to prevent it. So, before Dokja could drown, you grab his hands, pulling him up to the surface. Together, you got out of this giant sea commander, unscathed or at least, not dead.

-----

As you were resting at the Geumho station with the others, you're suddenly aware of how the feeling that you suppressed for years came back, and at full force. Your thoughts started to get mixed up, fortunately, you walked away before it could happen, so the others would not worry about you. As you lose your calm, you feel a hand run through your hair, you raise your head, eyes meeting Dokja's.

It was impossible for you to ignore the tenderness in them, it was too obvious, too powerful, and with this discreet and sincere smile of his that was making your heart warm up. And after so many years without seeing each other, he just kisses you calmly, without saying a word as if it was natural.

A gasp was heard from behind you, Huiwon was there, with her hand over her mouth, but you could still see the dark blush on her cheeks and ears. She giggles before doing a thumbs up, running away from the two of you. You stand there, as you process the information before you start to panic, you could feel your cheeks warming up as you cover them with your hands.

“Ah. I thought I left without them noticing… Whatever.

I missed you.”

His words moved you, but you came back to the others like nothing happened. You see Huiwon smirks at you but does not say anything. You send her a playful glare before sitting next to Hyeonseong, yawning as you rest your head on his shoulder, you should leave the station soon so why not take a little nap before.

-----

You had already passed the sub scenario with the illusory prison, and you were now much closer to the next station. Thankfully you knew how to get out of this zone, but it still took you some minutes, and it affected you greatly. Without you noticing, instead of Dokja walking in front of all of you, he was staying beside you, walking at your pace.

Huiwon who was behind Dokja nudged him, pointing at you with her finger and after, linked her hands together with an amused smile. As you were oblivious to what was happening, conversing with Hyeonseong, you suddenly feel something warm engulfing your hand. You did not need to look to see what it was as you just tighten your hold back, a discreet smile taking over your face as you continue to converse with Hyeonseong.

You were finally able to have a rest at Chungmuro station, the atmosphere was strange. There was this tension in the air that you could not ignore but could not identify either. The others were searching for a nice place to sit down and relax, and you also left with Dokja to do the same. But nothing looked fine, either there were too many people or it was just a disgusting place filled with rubbish.

You continue to take random turns, Dokja following closing behind you in silence, as you hope to find somewhere at least proper to rest when you stop in front of a dead-end, you sign and ruffle your hair in frustration. It felt like hours passed, and you were getting annoyed, but before you could turn around and leave, an arm wrapped itself around your waist. You feel a head nuzzling against your back, the other free hand sliding down your torso to your crotch.

Your eyes widened, body tensing up under Dokja's touch. You look around in panic, what if someone could see you?

“There is nobody here. We are all alone.

I was getting frustrated. We haven't seen each other for years…

Haven't touched each other for years… And you don't even look at me.”

You wanted to reply something, at least to calm his urges but nothing came out of your mouth. It was as if he stole your breath away at the same instant he stole your heart.

“Don't push me away. We weren't lovers before, but you loved me, right?

Ever since we started playing around…

So, why can't we be lovers now? Nothing can separate us.”

And that's you ended up with a naked Dokja, as you pushed him against the wall. Hoisting him up, and let him wrap his legs around your waist before you slid your cock into him. Your larger body hides him from possible prying eyes, beside you, he looked ridiculously small but deliciously tempting. When your cock entered him, you could only admire how his body tightened around you, slutty moans being ripped from his throat, and how you could see a lump in his stomach, becoming more pronounced as you push yourself deeper into him. What could have been a lovely reunion between old friends turned out to be a more sexual one driven by lust.

With each thrust, you would hit his prostate dead-on, not caring about how loud he was being. His tears and screams turn you on ever more as you destroyed his inside. His nails that were dragging up your back were starting to dig into your skin, and drops of blood were falling on the floor. But it was as if nothing could reach your mind right now, the pain subdued by the pleasure coursing through your veins, the only thing you wanted to do was to make Dokja forget his name. You roughly grab his face, observing how his eyes looked dazed and cloudy, seems like he would not come back to his normal state for a while.

You wanted to take revenge for all the years he left you behind, not trying to contact you again. And now he was coming back like nothing happened? You could not accept it, he had to pay. But you loved him too much to hurt him, so you did what you could do best, make his mind go blank and force him to submit to you. That thought alone made your body react on its own, you grabbed one of his legs, holding it up before plunging as deep as you could. The loud moan you received confirmed he did not mind that one bit.

You were filling him so nicely, Dokja could feel himself go dumb on your cock, he only wanted to be filled to the brim, marked by you as if he was just your plaything. Why hasn't he contacted you before? How could he let someone like you get away from him, you that he loved so dearly? He was glad you never forgot him because now, he could become yours again, and this time, he won't leave.

The next thrust made him moan out loud, he was not able to stop crying, the tears drying on his cheeks immediately being replaced by new ones. His head was blank, he could only see you, hear you and smell you. Your scent, either it was a perfume or your natural smell filled his nostril, it was suffocating him. Each thrust forced the air out of his lungs, mouth wide open to let out noises he would be embarrassed about after.

As you continued to fuck him, his eyes lulled to the back of his head, his body was on fire, and he could not think or breathe. Everything was blurry around him as came for the first time, his cum landing on his stomach, but you did not stop moving. Even after he begged you to slow down.

Some time has passed, and you had already came once in him, but it did not stop you. You could feel your legs giving out, but you refused to give up now, you were too far lost in your pleasure to notice how you had already broken him completely.

He was a mess, his body marked from his legs to his jaw, blood dripping out from the bites, the view made heat pool to your crotch. You feel your body tense up before you pump your cum deep into him, reaching places both of you never thought possible. Another load followed quickly, the previous bulge that was showing through his stomach now inflated with your cum.

His stomach was covered in a watery fluid, he cummed so many times that he was not able to orgasm correctly anymore. Only some drops would get out of his cock. The only way you knew he was cumming was the scream ripping out of his throat and how he would tighten around you as if he was trying to coax your orgasms out of you.

And suddenly, Dokja passed out, he never had enough stamina to endure you till the end. Thankfully, you were also exhausted, and so, you managed to pull out before you fall on your knees, Dokja sleeping in your arms. You clean him with the tissues that he had in his pocket before dressing him back up. You replace your clothes correctly, covering the best you could the stains of cum Dokja left on your shirt and pants before picking him up.

You lay down on the first bench you see, placing Dokja on top of you. You sigh and decide to kiss him gently before you fall asleep. Unbeknown to you, he woke up some moments before, and as you were sleeping while holding him close to you, he watches your face with a lovesick expression. He moves the collar of your shirt out of the way before biting down hard on your neck, making sure it would be a mark that will not disappear for a long while. And now, with a small smile, he kisses you once or twice, or maybe more before snuggling into your hold. Your body's warmth envelops him and coaxes him into falling asleep.

When the others came back, they were greeted with the sight of you and Dokja cuddling up on the bench. As Sangah and Gilyoung were looking at the two of you with stars in their eyes, murmuring to each other about how cute you were; Hyeonseong would just stare in jealousy on the side, him who thought you had something for him from the way you were acting. He turns around and leaves in heavy silence.

Huiwon was looking fondly at you at first before noticing something… How your hair was dishevelled, the collar of your shirt had been pulled down to expose bite marks and also the wet patch on Dokja's pants that she could see from here. With a sigh, she forced the others to let you have your privacy. When you will wake up, she plans to scold the two of you so badly you will cry.

⏤ Thank you for reading! I wish you a great day.

⏤ here is my masterlist & ko-fi ⏤

[3smo]

"i can't sleep.." (#17) + service sub yjh and female reader please ❤❤

• "i can't sleep..." (#17)

warning: dom reader. female reader. service sub yjh. humping. penetration. no condoms. yjh's on top just saying. but hes the sub. i honestly believe he likes to be called 'baby boy' idkw tho 🤨.

879 words.

1k event!

"i can't sleep..." you mutter, wrapping your arms around joonghyuk's waist and pulling yourself closer to him. he turns his body to face you, eyes scanning your face.

"can i touch you?" joonghyuk questions in a whisper, eyes shut peacefully. you look down at you, he laid his head on your chest, snuggling with you. "you are touching me...?"

he shakes his head, hand sneaking inbetween your thighs.

"i know something that could tire you out." you nod, watching him remove himself from your arms to get between your legs, pushing your knees apart.

joonghyuk hooks his fingers on your shorts, looking at you for verbal consent, "go ahead, love."

you lift your hip to help him out, your shorts hanging from your ankle, your underwear still on. joonghyuk lifts your legs up, pushing the back of your knees to your stomach as he pulls his pants down.

"you're very eager.." you chuckle. you laid back, not minding that he was on top, usually it felt like being trapped, but now that you're body's sleepy, there was no energy for you to even move. plus you had a headache and you wondered if he could take your pain away.

joonghyuk mumbles, leaning over you. you place your hand on his chin. he looks at you with questioning eyes, licking his lips. "speak properly."

"...i just want to please you..." you smile at him, feeling him place his hardening dick to your clothed sex. you place your legs on his waist, his scarred and calloused hands caressing your body, worshipping you with small praises.

he breathes in deeply, feeling your hands tangling in his hair, the pads of your fingers calming his beating heart as you massage his scalp gently. "you can move, baby boy."

his hips start moving at your words. his thrusts are slow and teasing, humping against you to warm the both of you up. you sigh in pleasure, hand leaving his hair to rest beside his slightly shaky arms.

yoo joonghyuk drops his head in the crook of your neck, his grunting's breathy and near your ear. you can feel yourself get wet at his ministrations.

the head nearly pushing inside you as you stain your underwear with your slick.

joonghyuk's thrust pick up in pace as he brings his hand down to push your underwear to the side, quickly pushing against your plush lips. he moans at the contact, dick pulsating. you can feel the heat radiate off of him. he shivers.

"right there, darling, you're doing such a good job." you sigh in his ear, placing your hands on his chest, fingers tracing every muscle, fingers intentionally flicking against his nipples. joonghyuk jerks at that, his hips stopping abruptly, his pre-cum sliding down your sleek folds, you can feel it nearly entering you.

he nuzzles into you neck, panting loudly. "can i put it inside, please?"

his hair tickles your cheek as you nod, your legs tightening around his waist. he lifts his head, pressing his forehead to your. he stares into your eyes, adoringly. his eyes practically had hearts in them.

you smile. he always needs reassurance, and it was adorable. "you can. but you're not allowed to come until i tell you to. understand?"

he nods like a puppy listening to their owner. "i understand."

he aligned himself at your enterance, shuddering at the contact. you push his hair behind his ear, barely feeling any pain as he slip inside you, groaning at your warmth. "you're so pretty, joonghyuk..."

said man shakes his head, shutting his eyes. "you're gorgeous... (name)."

his lips brush against your own, the urge to kiss you is very strong. he holds back, not until you make to first move. but, you don't.

he wants to pout, frowning instead - "k-kiss me..."

its a whisper so tantalizing and full of desperation, his hips rutting against you, he groans everytime you tighten around him and he just kept hitting good spots...

he was getting more desperate, straightening his trembling body up so his free hand could slip under your shirt, groping at your breasts.

he continued to slide in and out of you, each thrust going in deeper than before. a squelching sound filling the room, along with both of your rapid breathing.

you shut your eyes and lean your head back, a smirk playing on your lips. you want to hear him beg... joonghyuk's mouth open to let out hot pants and breaths of air, letting out a breathless; "kiss me please."

you notice the signs. his thrusts getting more erratic and needy, shaky fingers playing with your clit, struggling to breath...

"m'close (name).." he mewls, struggling to keep himself up, a layer of sweat covering his face and body. his nails digging into your skin.

"don't come."

joonghyuk whines slightly when you ignore his pleas', shutting his mouth. you roll your hips up, hand reaching down to stop his hips.

joonghyuk slips out, body stuttering at his denied orgasm. he's pushed on his back as you quickly straddle his midriff. you glare down at him, slightly angry. "i don't feel sleepy one bit."

joonghyuk frowns even more. he didn't even care about that anymore, he just wanted your praise and love. "please kiss me..."

...

[3smo]

hello author! tysm for your hard work and congratulations on 1k! can i request yoo joonghyuk with male reader and prompt #5?

a/n: i'm going to combine this with another request cus i saw potential... so this will be pretty long.

@whiteblackym : Yoo Joonghyuk (Orv) with #6 w/ male reader

•"i'm gonna fuck that attitude out of you." (#5) & "you just don't satisfy my needs anymore." (#6)

warning: top male reader. penetration w/ no condom. big, tough men need to be taken down a notch 😈. soft dom reader? yjh likes to rile you up. manhandling. a little spanking and forced orgasm. choking. actual smut starts a little into the plot.

i wrote this blindly without double checking so sorry if something is misplaced 🥲

inspired by this twt video.

1647 words.

1k event!

he hates that he's aware of every trickle of breath hitting his ear, fingers touching his skin, lips subtly brushing against his own as you leave the bed to prepare for aftercare.

joonghyuk was used to this, but why were you so soft with him? even after he said mean words, bites on you whenever he can, pushing you away... is it because you know he loves you?

and yoo joonghyuk? he rarely dirty talks, he doesn't make much noise, and he doesn't do much to help you relieve sexual tension. what if he's the boring one?

you walk in, telling him the bath was ready and helping him out the bed. joonghyuk is silent as you bathe him, whispering praises in his ear. telling him he's so precious, that you love him...

it's constantly reminding him; why are you so soft with him?

it built frustration in him. growing bigger and faster than ever. simply making love with you, adoring the way you let him get on top and the way you subtly degrade him, telling him he can't even pleasure you properly.

he only bites his lip, concealing his excitement.

the feeling of wanting to be fucked until he can't even think is killing him. he doesn't mind how soft you are, it sometimes gets him flustered, how easy dirty words fall from your lips in such a gentle, and loving tone is a mystery to him.

sometimes when you'd get a little rough with him, you'd quickly apologize and murmur sweet words to him. he knew you had it in you to...

should he... say something to you?

so joonghyuk, being the oh-so-clever man he is, decided to do it in the best way he can. to be bratty. he wanted to see how far you can go with his attitude before your snap.

everytime you'd ask him to do something, he would completely ignore you, sometimes doing it but half-assed. you blink before sighing, picking up after him. joonghyuk would only get bolder by then. smashing his lips against yours, fingers running over your bulge in public.

but whenever you'd try to take action on his behavior, trying to give him what he wants, he slaps your hand away, telling you 'not tonight'.

"is there a problem, love?" there it is. that sullen smile you give him everytime you wanted to punish him.

joonghyuk shrugs, plopping down on the bed beside you - "you just... don't satisfy my needs anymore."

you freeze, this was happening because he wasn't opening up to you? "well, what do you want to do?"

he doesn't answer you, only shrugging again before tucking himself in bed. he knew very well what he wanted, he just couldn't himself to say it out loud.

you lay beside him, contemplating what to do...

the next days, joonghyuk acted as if nothing wrong was happening, yet again ignoring you.

he could spot the way your brows knit together, jaw clenching before you calm down. he resists to urge to smirk as he drinks from his mug.

"joonghyuk, can you help me with this?" he walks in front you, glancing at the bags of groceries. he was much stronger than you, he could easily help you out...

joonghyuk only walks past you to shut the door to your apartment, locking it. "why?"

you set the bags down on the counter with slight difficulty, before exhaling harshly from your mouth. "there's still more in the car, help me please?"

"don't wanna."

you stare at him in bewilderment, shaking your head slightly. joonghyuk was keeping an eye out for your expressions, butterflies wanting to burst out of his stomach. "joonghyuk-"

you rub your face in frustration before dropping your hand and approaching his figure. joonghyuk gasps in surprise when grip his jaw. you pushed him against the counter top, joonghyuk's hands reaching out to grip your wrist as it starts hurting him.

"i'm gonna fuck that attitude out of you."

joonghyuk freezes, mouth drying up.

you spot the tent growing in his pants, his leg bouncing up and down. "don't tell me that's what you want?"

"i fucking knew it." you scoff at him, releasing his face and placing your hands on your hips. "all this because you wanted me to get rougher?"

joonghyuk stares down at you with glossy eyes, "are... you mad at me?"

the next thing joonghyuk knows, he's getting pinned against the counter, his ass grinding against your growing erection. his eyes widen when you lower his pants, spanking him. once, twice.

and they weren't very gentle either.

"you're wearing nothing under this? what a fucking slut."

joonghyuk grips onto the counter at the harsh sting filling his body. his upper body gets pushed down on the counter everytime he tried to pick himself up. your hand digging into his shoulder.

"remember your safeword?" he nods, groaning when you smack him again. "use your words."

"y-yes.." he gulps as you tell him your rules. no talking, no touching and to use his safeword whenever. he gives a small nod again, flinching when pinched his waist. "i understand!"

his tan skin is flushed all over, his shirts bunched up by his hands and his ass red with your hand imprinted on him.

your hand fondle with his chest, moving his collar out of the way as you bite down on his shoulder. joonghyuk shakes as teeth break skin and blood fills your tongue. it was times like this that you didn't mind the bitterness. you lick the wound up, your hot breath on him causes joonghyuk to quietly whimper.

you pull away before kissing the wound. joonghyuk kicks off his slippers and pants, leaving only his socks and shirt on.

you hadn't told him to remove them. "stay still."

he shakes in excitement as you reach into your pants, stopping shortly. he reaches for your wrist, stopping you from leaving. he looks at you for permission to speak, you nod. "ah, you don't need lube..."

he guides your finger to his entrance, letting you feel the wetness inside him. he's been prepping himself for days.

joonghyuk bites his lip at your amused tone. "i could probably fit three fingers at once with how loose you are!"

and you did. squeezing your fingers in and ignoring his stammering, you squeeze his hips with your hand, rubbing his sides to assure him to your weren't going to hurt him. that badly.

"look at that!" you whisper in his ear, pounding your fingers in and out, making sure to hit his prostate with every thrust. joonghyuk pants loudly, gripping the counter table, his knuckles turning white.

you pull out your dick, pumping yourself in the process. joonghyuk only seems to be more turned on at it.

"you gonna cum? already?" joonghyuk's stomps his foot, casting his hips away from your merciless hands as droplets of his cum drip down to the floor.

joonghyuk falls to the floor as you pull your fingers out. "come on, stand up, love."

he doesn't, instead siting on the floor, groaning as pain shot up his spine.

"get up, joonghyuk." you take a hold of his forearm, trying to get him to stand but he shakes his head frantically, pushing your hand away. "get up."

"can'tcan't," he pants loudly, whining slightly when you let go of his arm and push him on his back with your foot.

"very well. brace yourself, joonghyuk."

you hold his weak, trembling form to the ground, pinning his thighs apart as you slam inside with ease, not holding yourself back anymore. you groan, throwing your head back. "you feel so good."

joonghyuk's breathing gets erratic and cuts off shortly. his back curves into you, holding his legs apart for you. his walls clench around you tightly, keeping you inside and making it hard for you to even think about pulling out.

each plow goes in deeper and faster that joonghyuk needs to claw at his thighs to calm him down. he places his hands on the floor, searching for something to hold onto, choking on his spit as cum shoots out of him.

he squirms his hips, you bury yourself inside him to the hilt. skin smacking against skin fills the room as you place your palm on joonghyuk's twitching dick, stroking the head to push him past overstimulation.

"(namenamename)!!" he rushes out, releasing his legs to grip your wrist with all his might. which is a lot, might you add.

he kicks his legs out in panic, digging his heels into your waist.

"shut up." you growl, your dominant hand shooting out to wrap around his throat. joonghyuk jumps in shock, dick bouncing as he gets hard again. he stares at you with wide, teary eyes. his hair a mess and that stoic look was replaced with a more needy one.

"you like this, joonghyuk?" you laugh at him as you're adamant to make him cum again. said man tries to deny it behind shaky whines.

"n-no! m'not a slut!" he cries out, muscles flexing under your harsh stare. he struggles to breath with your hand on his neck, hiccups coming from him. you release his throat and swollen cock.

"hm... you're lying to me again?" you slow your pace, dragging your cock against his twitching walls before you pull out completely and unexpected, edging yourself in the process.

joonghyuk clenches around air, he was so loose, you could practically have your way with him. "then have fun using your fingers."

joonghyuk only tightens his legs around you, stopping you for escaping. "no. please..."

you drag your finger down his red, leaking cock in a teasing manner. "please what, joonghyuk?"

"...please fuck me! i'm sorry for how i acted, please forgive me..." he sneaks his arms around your neck, and pulls you down, his lips brushing against your cheek. "p-please..."

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hcs for kim dokja !

warning: dom reader. sub characters. gender neutral. sex hcs. virgin kdj. corruption kink. mind breaking. whether you prefer a strap or dick, i use 'dick/cock' doesn't mean the reader has a gender. dumbification. fingering.

✿ disclaimer — I only write for characters 18+. if you don't like my content, please block me.

@lvyino this is for you 😩😳

yoo jonghyuk.

dokja is most likely a virgin. in all his life, he's never even touched someone in a way so intimately nor has someone done the same to him.

poor baby gets so nervous when he wanted to have his first time, he automatically thought he was suppose to go on top since between the two of you, you were the most gentle one. he assumed you've never had sex before and he wanted you to be comfortable.

but he's also competitive and prideful, he'll try his best to please you. please don't laugh at him when he tries to praise you, it's awkward and even he knows it.

so grab his face and smash your lips together, he also whimpers into them which makes it much hotter.

as soon as he found out who was way more experienced, he gave his body and mind to you. i think he felt relieved too, and being on top just made him uncomfortable.

absolutely loves when you mark him up. he'd be moaning and gasping if you do. the next morning he'll get super embarrassed, even though he was the one who asked for it. i think he likes how it contrasts against his skin color. sensitive spots are his inner thighs and collarbones, so make sure to leave as much as you can.

so the first time he received head, he thought it was going to be easy to just get what he wants. especially since you're very gentle with him, kissing down his body and whispering praises to him. he was feeling confident.

then suddenly that gentleness was replace with something else. no matter how many times he whines for you to please let him finish, you never gave in. only until you felt the need to.

probably cries and sobs when nearing his orgasm.

he cries out loud and squirms around to push you off, although, he's gripping any part of you he can to keep you on him. his body quivers a lot during sex, even having many after shocks.

being corrupted was probably a hidden fantasy of his, though he automatically knew he liked it when you kept getting rougher with him. he liked the change and the challenge.

so dokja wants to keep up with you, he wants to turn it into a game to see who can break first, he probably becomes very bratty, talks back and shit but i don't think you'd mind, seeing how comfortable enough he was to act like that.

or it was just an act to cover up how shy he really was. which is true.

the easiest way to break him; fucking him at a slow pace, make sure you're looming over him and he can barely move. it makes him feel small and so good. all he can do is cry and grip at the bed sheets.

"pleasepleaseplease!!" he'd repeat, eyes shut tightly and head thrown back. you kept your slow, agonizing pace. he would try to move back on your dick but due to the position he was in, he couldn't.

"gah! i- please! im sorry!" he'd beg and sob for forgiveness, wanting to cum so badly, but it just wouldn't happen. he's gotten so used to be fucked roughly, he can't handle when you're being slow.

you simply coo at him, wiping the tears from his face and left a lingering kiss to his lips. he tries to chase after it.

"we're going at this pace, or we're stopping." kim dokja was already too turned on from this, it couldn't stop now!

another way is through humiliation - imagine how surprised everyone would be if they found out how he acted in bed. how a little feathery touch to his nipples gets him hard. or how much he loves to get filled up.

he also has very sensitive nipples. they get swollen very easily, and if you play with them too much, he could barely wear a shirt without his nipples rubbing against the fabric.

"you look so dumb!" you laugh at his face, he can't help but tear up. anyone would've thought he hated it, but he keep leaking even more everytime you spoke to him like this!

"bet you can barely even think, can you darling?"

he tries his best to keep his composure, you find it adorable. his cheeks were flushed, his body was bruised with bite marks and hickeys. its obvious to anyone what was going on inside your room. he's so loud.

he'll try prove to you that he can still think, and the attempt is so pathetic and whiny.

kim dokja would think you were very easy.

seeing as you love to touch him. it's so easy to get you to kiss him or cuddle with him. but he was so easy to give in to every little thing you did to him.

was he the easy one?

another head cannon that i can't stop thinking about is wet dreams. dokja has lots of them, he fantasies about lots of things he wants you to do with him. they will either come from his own mouth, or someone will expose him for it.

it always happens.

when dokja wakes up from one, he immediately tries to shake it off. his heart is beating rapidly and he's sweating all over.

he dreams of lots of things.

you in a garter belt. being tied up at your mercy. getting spanked.

dokja would never think of getting spanked before but when you slap his hand away from... anything (ex: when he tries to touch himself or you.) he'll let out a loud whine at the sting but it felt good... he imagined how it would feel on his ass.

uuhh getting choked with your thighs, hands. dokja has a wild imagination. so imagine what would happen if they were exposed?!

do you know how embarrassed dokja would get! so he better get to telling you about them before they burst out.

moving on from that topic.

have you seen his waist?! grip it, doesn't matter if its bruising or he gets ticklish, dokja finds it so hot when you're holding onto his waist and fucking him from behind.

i honestly think dokja would be embarrassed about getting fingered. but not by having your dick inside him?

he hides his face a lot, and tries to close his legs, maybe its cause his sensitivity gets really high from humiliation.

so restricting him with bondage will help. his legs are set apart, the rope from his ankle is keeping him from squirming away.

now he's even more embarrassed about it. his legs are wide open and you can see everything. from his twitching cock to his shy expressions.

there's something dokja can't live without and that's being touched.

it doesn't matter whether you're degrading him or being mean to him. physical contact is something he yearns for behind closed doors. just hold him and he'll melt, he will try to bring you closer whenever he can, even if its impossible.

so not touching him would be punishment for him.

i don't think he'll liked to be punish either, he'll try his best to be a good boy, but he has a little tinge of brattiness to him. poor baby doesn't like it when you're mad at him :((

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Hello there! I hope you are doing well and congratulations on 1k! Can I request Kim Dokja with gender neutral reader with prompt 8?

• "i've been thinking about you all day." (#8)

warning: dom reader. gender neutral. i was waiting for someone to request him 😌. needy reader, dokja's whipped. humping. breath play. slight spoilers. kinda friends w/ benefits. 'cocklet' is used once.

823 words.

1k event!

kim dokja wasn't used to tender touches. or that loving stare. or the words that come from your mouth. he wouldn't believe it himself. not even after you confessed to him.

he was stuck in a hole of madness and insecurities, he found himself pathetic. even more after he rejected your confession, and these dreams he's having. always waking up in a sweat, growing erection in his pants. he would look for you through his blurry vision, stumbling to you and striked a deal.

it surprised you, kim dokja; the 28 year old constellation who's still a virgin asked you for a sex deal? impossible.

unfortunately, or fortunately, dreams aren't reality and you had lots of stamina. by the end of a session, he would be left out of breath, knees wobbly and too scared to even walk out of your room, as anyone could tell what happened.

a rush of excitement coursed through his veins when he thought of the pleasure you would bring him.

he walks to your room a little quicker. before he could knock on your door, you swing it open, surprise to see him in front of your room. dokja gulps, heart thumping louder, he thinks you could even hear it. "sorry.. um-"

you pull him into your room, shutting the door close, before you bring him into a kiss.

"i've been think about you all day." you kiss down his neck, hands slipping under his shirt and roaming around his back. dokja whimpers loudly, hands resting on your shoulders.

dokja moans in surprise, unbuttoning his shirt as quick as he could - his shirt drapping off his shoulders, exposing his chest but you were in a rush that you didn't even care, lips quickly latching onto his nipple.

"yo-you have...?" you confirm it was a soft 'mhm'.

you push him against the wall, knees in between his thighs. you press your hips to his, his cocklet twitching to life in his pants.

"hah!" he wiggles around, holding onto your shirt for his dear life. he was left wide open for you. you could do anything you wanted to him and he'd let you!

he pushes his hips to yours, crying out loud at the pleasure. you eagerly do the same. your ministrations on his nipples caused him to grip onto your head, whining in your ear. he looked down at himself, forming hickeys littered all over his chest and neck.

he squirms on your thigh, clenching his legs around your own. he slides down the wall, you followed in pursuit, laying him down the floor gently.

dokja urges you to get on top of him, whining incoherent words and pulling at your clothes. you straddle his thigh, your own pressing against his crotch.

dokja smiles at you, he liked the effect he had over you...

"i made sure to - ugh, to close the star stream...!" you nod at him, holding his waist to control his desperate movements.

"good boy." dokja throws his head back, rolling his hips onto yours. he likes these words the most, the praise was so pleasurable to him. "you're always doing a good job."

he had the pleasure but it wasn't affecting him as it usually was...

"argh! can y-you please c-choke me!?" he grips the hands on his waist tightly, eyes blown wide with pleasure.

you own eyes widen, staring at him in shock. "a-are you sure?"

"AH- Ye, yes p-please!" he stammers out, taking your hands and put them over his face. one hand over his mouth and the other pinching his nose.

you carefully watch his fucked out expression for any sign of discomfort. when you didn't see any, you quickly clasped you hand shut around his mouth.

dokja knew to tap your arm three times when he needed air. you just hoped he wouldn't forget it.

"enjoy, dokja."

you continue to thrust your hip down on his, not minding him chasing his own pleasure as well. he blinks a couple of times, lack of oxygen finally caught up to him.

he gasps out through his muffled cries. he couldn't see properly, vision hazy. he kicks his legs out at the lack of air, and he claws at your wrists.

though, he refuses to tap your arm.

then dokja's eyes roll back, hips coming to a stuttering halt. it seemed holding his breath made everything more intense. you hear the sound of him spurting out come and it leaks through his pants, staining your own clothes.

you gape at him. there's was so much. more than he normally produced. "look at that..."

you remove you hands from his face, he gulps down air greedily, ignoring the way his face burns as you continue to stare at him. "i didn't think you'd like breathplay..."

dokja stares his pants with tears running down his face, quickly looking away in embarrassment.

[[ ki mdok ja lik es bein g chok ed ]]

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yoo joonghyuk !

warning: dom reader. gender neutral. sub character. more warning by the name. sex hcs. this ones short. pillow prince yjh. and service sub yjh cus i couldn't decide. worshipping.

✿ disclaimer — I only write for characters 18+. if you don't like my content, please block me.

kim dokja.

pillow prince joonghyuk!

i'd like to say yoo joonghyuk only subs because it means someone takes care of him. he becomes a full on pillow prince and hates when he's gotta do something without getting anything in return.

giving to receiving ratio is low.

he nibbles on his lip a lot, just to hold onto those moans trying to escape.

i think his noises are pretty deep. but as he gets more desperate they start to get breathy and he lets them out more often.

pillow prince yjh whose thighs are incredibly sensitive. they're so thick and muscular 😔 who wouldn't want to mark them up. if you even graze your teeth against his inner thighs, he'll probably punch you.

jkjk. he'll hold onto your shoulders that's for sure.

i don't think he'll really enjoy having sex outside of the bedroom. the farthest he went was in an open forest and even that was very risky.

he held onto that tree for his dearest life, and his knees were wobbly. the only other support he had was you. you didn't give him any mercy.

i like the thought of strong, intimidating joonghyuk who leans on you and holds onto your hand when nearing his orgasm.

i feel like he becomes very clingy too, trying to breath in your scent and melt into your kisses. he always intertwines his fingers with yours.

his favorite part of you is probably your hands too. doesn't matter if they're big, small. don't got any hands? its your arms.

no arms? shoulders. literally anything that links up to your hands.

maybe bc they hold him so gently, are filled with warmth, and the other part is that - just a single hand can ruin him to the point he gets scared.

i feel like yjh had multiple orgasms where he's scared but feels so good. it impresses him and he looks at you with stars in his eyes.

pillow prince joonghyuk is very cute...

but there's also service sub joonghyuk!

service sub jonghyuk who won't allow himself pleasure until you've reached your own. or yjh who tries his hardest not to touch himself at your encouraging praises.

his hand is inching towards his hard cock, but he quickly remembers your rules.

yjh who, on rare occasions, decides that he'll be good and useful towards you.

joonghyuk softly whines at his own denial and ignores it instead. but its gets to the point where he can't hold back anymore, and he's placing his hands all over you, caressing you, as if he was worshipping a deity.

he tries to rush out praises but you can barely hear anything but babbles and soft grunts coming from him.

when he feels like putty in your hands, it usually happens when you're mean to him.

pillow prince joonghyuk likes the soft side of you. but when he's on his knees, humiliated, ashamed to even look at you; being mean gets him to smile through the pleasurable pain.

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