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xotaemintol · 11 months

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𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐲 𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐗 (𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞) 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

(SLIGHTLY)YANDERE TAEMIN!!

TW: Manipulation, gaslighting, slight rough sex, breathe play, hair pulling, breeding, obsessive behavior, oral sex (m receiving), unprotected sex, multiple orgasms (2), violence, choking!!, CNC (consensual non consent just in case), tears, mind breaking, oral sex (f receiving), role play, controlling behavior, degrading, praise, and cursing.

Pronouns used: None!

Word Count: 6759

Plot: After hanging out with Jinki for the day, you unexpectedly stay the night at his house, and when you return home your boyfriend Taemin is so jealous that he's lost his mind.

Inspired by: Impressionable by TAEMIN and Trust In Me: Mommy May Taemin by @thesafecafe !

When you finally returned home from your best friend Jinki's house, you expected your boyfriend Taemin to be happy to see you and waiting to hear all about your day, so as you entered the apartment with a big warm smile, you were expecting to see him on the couch with Kkoongie and Daengie, but instead, he was nowhere to be seen, neither were they. "Taemin?" You called out as you walked into the living room, "Tae?" You hummed and thought that they all must've been in his room, so you quickly made your way there, but as you opened the door, he was sitting there alone. The room was slightly messy and as he sat on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed you questioned what was going on.

"Taemin?" He slowly looked at you, and the glare in his eyes caught you off guard, but then it hits you when you left yesterday, you never told him you were going to be staying the night with Jinki, but you didn't know you would either, it just happened. "Are you okay?" You watched with curious eyes as he stood up and walked over to you, "where were you last night?" He asked as he stood in front of you, his tone told you right away that he was in one of his moods. It wasn't often that Taemin would get jealous when you're hanging out with his SHINee members, as he completely trusts them and you to be alone together without anything happening, but when it does happen, it's like he's a completely different person. "I was with Jinki," you said, taking a step back to put space between the two of you, the way he stood so closely made you feel unbelievably intimidated.

"What do you mean?" You asked, by the look on Taemin's face you could tell that he wasn't satisfied with your answer, the way he sucked in his cheek and bite down on it let you know that he was trying his hardest to stay calm. "Y/N," his tone sounded so condescending, as if he knew something you didn't, "do you think I'm stupid?" He asked, you looked up at him becoming worried, Taemin only spoke that way when he was beyond his limit, and nothing pushes him further than being toyed with. Nothing turns him off more than being lied to, especially about something involving his members. "What?" You asked sounding caught off guard, "of course not," you said, "Look, Jinki and I went shopping, we got something to eat, went to karaoke and he had a little too much to drink so I just-" Taemin stopped you, pinching the bridge of his nose as he took a second to calm down.

"I thought you said you were going to the movies?" As he said this you paused, trying to recall when you first mentioned the wholesome friend date you had originally planned, for a second too long, you hesitated to answer, confirming the completely inaccurate suspicions Taemin had. "So you were lying?" Taemin asked as if he had already come up with the answer himself, this time you answered right away, "No! Of course not!" You said, finally, the memory clicked, you didn't lie, you just replanned things. "We didn't go to the movies because they weren't showing anything we wanted to see!" Your words came out rushed, too rushed for Taemin's liking, to him, he sounded like you had just come up with the perfect lie, but really, you had just remembered what made you skip out on going to the movies. "Do I look like a child to you Y/N? Do you expect me to believe that?"

You looked up at him confused, you couldn't tell what made him think you'd even think of cheating on him, especially with someone so close to him, and to you. "What are you talking about? I told you yesterday before we went to karaoke that we decided not to go to the movies," you explained, "didn't you get my text?" You asked Taemin's glare became more intense, and the annoyed look on his face quickly changed to a subtle enraged one. "What text?" He asked, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and handed it to you, "because I don't have one text at all, not even one telling me that you'd be staying the night there." You could tell that he was getting closer to his breaking point, your confusion as you looked at his messages to you didn't help either, but you couldn't help it, you could recall texting him as soon as Jinki had reminded you of him getting jealous the first time you two hung out alone.

"But..." he snatched his phone out of your hands and threw it towards the bed, not caring that it had hit the wall, "it's like every time I try to give you the freedom to do what you want, you just show me why I shouldn't." His words made you look at him in disbelief, 'Every time?' You thought to yourself, 'What is he talking about?' You sighed and decided that it would be best if you explained everything as best as possible, if not, you could tell that he'd just go off the rails, "Taemin, nothing happened last night, I must've forgotten to send the message or it just didn't send, but I promise, nothing is going on between Jinki and me." This wasn't enough for him though, and it became clear when he suddenly grabbed a handful of your hair, yanking it as he dragged you closer, "Why would I believe that?" You winced in pain as you tried to get his hand out of your hair, but it was no use.

"Obviously you like him, I'm not fucking dumb," he said, his grip tightened, your scalp felt like it was burning, "T-Taemin please..." your pleas fell onto deaf ear though, he had finally lost it, "am I not enough anymore?" He asked, "I thought you'd said you'd only look at me," you struggled again to remove his hand from your hair but it only made him yank it again. "You promised me that you'd only love me, you swore that you only had eyes for me!" You whined from the pain, but you were more worried about what he was saying, most people thought that Taemin was only joking when he'd say things like 'only look at me' or 'only love me', but they couldn't be more wrong, it wasn't usual for him to talk to you this way, but it's terrifying when he does. It makes you realize that when he sings about things like making people want him or making people fall for him with no limit, it's what he truly believes and what he truly wants.

"I-I do!" You responded, "I wouldn't ever look at anyone else!" You said, but you were only feeding into his insanity, you could care less though, not only was it true, but it was also what he wanted to hear, and telling him what he wanted to hear, would help you calm him down enough to talk to him and explain that nothing happened. "Liar, why would you ignore my calls then? Why didn't you answer my texts? Why did you stay the night at his house?" As he questioned you his grip got tighter, the pain made your eyes water as you shut them. "I didn't mean to! I was just-" he yanked even harder and you cried out, "You were what?" He waited as you tried to fight against the pain, "trying to piss me off?" You denied it quickly, "No! I'm sorry! I just lost track of time! Please Taemin, please let go!" You begged, this time, he let go.

Practically pushing you back as he released you, as you fell to your knees while holding the back of your head he stood over you, "I just don't get it," he said, you couldn't pick up on his tone, you couldn't place the coldness in his voice. "I mean, I love you so much," he said, "I spend so much time with you, I buy you nice things, I take care of you, I even pay all the bills, and still..." he wrapped his hand around your throat and forced you to look up at him, "you act like it's not enough, do you not love me?" You gasped with wide and slightly teary eyes, "Is this not enough? Do you want more? Or do I have to force you to love me?" You put your hand over his to try to keep him from tightening his hand and you responded right away, "No! No! It's enough! I already love you! I love you so much Taemin!" You couldn't tell, but the sound of your panicked voice confessing your love for him, made him swell with a sick feeling of love and obsession.

"You do?" He asked, his hand still resting on your throat as he smiled, the crazed look in his eyes made you tremble, "Yes! Of course!" You expected this to be the end of it, but you were wrong, you gasped for air as he suddenly tightened his hand around your throat and tried to stand, but he pushed you back down with his other hand. "Then why would you do this to me?" He asked, "I mean, do you know how worried I was?" You tried to get his hand off your throat, scratching your skin to pry his hand off, "I didn't get a blink of sleep last night, did you know that? I couldn't help thinking that something bad could've happened," his sadistically soft tone mixed with the lack of oxygen made your body go into panic mode, you couldn't tell if he was being genuine or if he was going to kill you for his suspensions.

"I stayed up all night so stressed and worried that my sweet baby girl would never come back home, while you were out..." his grip loosened finally, but only enough for you not to faint, just enough for you to continue to be too lightheaded to think properly, "with my best friend, doing god knows what," he pulled you up to your feet by your throat, his thumb pressed into a spot under your jaw that made your mouth water, "after I was nice enough to allow you to leave too, how could you be so inconsiderate? Are you sure you love me?" Finally, he let go, you immediately took a deep breath in, almost falling over again as your head stopped spinning, you could barely think straight, your brain constantly replaying his words in your head as you tried to comprehend what he was saying. "Do you know how badly you hurt me?" He asked, 'Hurt him?' You thought to yourself.

Did you hurt him? You asked yourself in your head what you could've done to hurt him, but the pain makes it hard to think, he wouldn't have hurt you if you didn't. Taemin has never been violent to you unless it was in bed, so with poor judgment, you decided that maybe you did hurt him. "I'm so sorry," you said, tears brimming your eyes as you looked up at him weakly, "I didn't mean to, I promise it won't happen again," you added, Taemin fought with himself not to smile, but your vulnerability to him pleases him to an almost insane degree. "How can I be sure? How am I supposed to trust you? Do you know how hurt I am?" He looked at you in your eyes, and although is tone said 'sad and hurt', his eyes said differently, but you could hardly pick up on it, your head was still pounding and the fear he had instilled into you so quickly made you feel dizzy.

"I promise, please, I won't ever do it again," you didn't feel as relaxed as you wanted to when he finally smiled and sighed, that relieved and calm look on his face didn't make you feel that he had forgiven you, and you were right for feeling that way. "Then prove it," he said, "get on your knees and show me just how badly you love me," his tone once again, wicked as his face fell flat, giving you no clue on how he was feeling, but you didn't care, you just wanted him to forgive you for hurting his feelings, you wanted to remind him that no matter what you'll always love him and you'll only look at him, so, you got down on your knees. "There you go," he said praising you just a little for doing what he wanted, his constant change of emotion had you in a whirlwind of distress, every second you felt like he was going to snap again and do something more drastic.

The feeling intensified as you sat there staring at the floor doing nothing, anger and impatience bubbled up inside of him as he waited for your next move, but you were still trying to find the words to say that would make him feel better. It was like you were too dazed by his explosion of rage to realize what was going on, "Y/N?" Taemin called out, his tone is more gentle but it still makes you flinch, bringing you out of your deep thoughts, "are you okay?" He asked, as you looked up at him confused he stared back at you with a soft look in his eyes, 'What is going on?' You thought to yourself, "If you don't want to do this then we can stop, you know the safe word right?" He asked, but you didn't know what he was talking about, you have a safe word, but you weren't having sex, and to your knowledge, you weren't roleplaying, so why would you use the safe word?

Instead of trying to figure out what was going on exactly, you just nodded your head, "no no, use your words, baby," he said, "I need to hear you say it," your mouth feels almost dry as you speak, "yes, Taemin..." but you can't hide how confused you are, and as his expression changed again, you stare baffled, "what?" You made a mistake, but how were you supposed to know? You could hardly even think straight, how were you supposed to know that you had made a mistake? "S-Sir, yes sir!" You quickly corrected yourself, afraid of what he might do if you said the wrong thing. "God, you're so clumsy," he rolled his eyes and huffed, "now go ahead, get to work before I change my mind, you're wasting my time." Finally, you get it, instead of wasting another second of his precious time and energy, you quickly undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants.

"I knew you could figure it out," as he pet the top of your head you flinched a little but continued to remove his pants, as you tugged them down his underwear followed with them, despite the fear in your poor confused body, you were excited from the sight of him like this, just above the waistband of his underwear was a faint happy trail, and when you finally removed his pants, his dick springs out, slapping against his pelvis and standing at attention, the tan skin of his body, paired with the faint happy trail, and pinkness of the head of his cock made your body feel hot. "Are you just gonna stare at it? Or are you going to prove how sorry you are?" You looked up at him and then back down at his dick, licking your lips before nodding and moving your body closer.

You took a deep breath before finally wrapping your mouth around the head of his cock, out of instinct, you closed your eyes and slowly took him in deeper, your tongue lay flat above your bottom teeth and caressed the underside of his length, you could hear him breathe in deeply as you set a comfortable pace for both him and yourself. "Shit..." his voice trembles a little, but you focused on pleasing him, putting your all into his pleasure as you used your mouth to apologize and show him that you loved him. You kept this pace for a minute before going a little faster, never taking him any deeper to keep your breath so that you wouldn't pull off too fast, but Taemin didn't care about your breathing, he wanted you to take him deeper and he didn't want to ask, so he grabbed a handful of your hair again, in the same spot, and led your head himself.

Usually, Taemin is only a head pusher when he's feeling especially needy or when he was in control, so it didn't at all shock you when he started leading your head to take him deeper. Your eyes water though as he touches the back of your throat, to keep him from basically going all the way down it, you put your hand on the rest of him and move your hand with your head in hopes that it would be enough for him. "Fuck...you're so good baby," he said, "does it feel good to apologize?" He asked, his voice shaken as he tried his hardest not to melt from the feeling of your mouth, you just do it so well though, you've always known exactly how to please him, and now isn't any different. As you begin to feel breathless you try to pull your mouth off for a second, but instead of letting you go, he begins to fuck your mouth.

"Not yet," his quickened breaths let you know that he's close already, that meaning that you don't breathe until he cums, "just a little longer okay baby?" You looked up at him with teary eyes, humming against him to let him know that you were nearing your limit, but so was he. "Look at you," he licked his lips and softly moaned, his voice sounds so angelic compared to the way he fucks your throat, "you're so cute...and pathetic, what would you do without me?" That lightheaded feeling returned, and your lungs burn for air but you fight the feeling, "you can't even breathe if I didn't let you, you can't think unless I help, it's like you were made for me," he pulled you off by your hair, finally letting you get a breath, you immediately gasped, a trail of saliva and precum trailing from your lips to his cock.

"Isn't that right?" He grabbed your face and forced you to look at him, "you can't live without me, can you?" The pain in your head becomes dull and your head felt like you were swimming, but his insanity guides you perfectly into his web, and with no thought behind your pretty eyes, you nodded your empty head. "That's right baby, you're such a good girl," he guided your head back to his dick, fucking your face even faster than before as you sat there like an obedient pet, allowing him to use your face as he pleased. You kept your eyes on his face, his eyebrows scrunched up and his face contorted beautifully, if being on your knees like this made him forgive you, then you'd stay there for hours, on your knees earning his forgiveness. As your eyes closed Taemin cursed, the soft throb in your mouth lets you know that he's closer than before.

A slightly salty taste in your mouth made you bring yourself closer to him, it pushed you to ignore your body's need for air and you forced your head further down until your nose hit his pelvis with every thrust, as he hits the back of your throat the taste returns, the precum building in the back of your mouth almost choked you but you did your best to swallow as much as possible. The feeling of you trying to swallow with him in your mouth made his knees feel weak, but he hid it well, "You're doing such a good job, now swallow for me okay?" You hummed an 'okay' around him and opened your eyes, his moans became louder, the sound of his voice was divine, the slight rasp with every breath and the way his voice cracked just as he was reaching his peak made your stomach tingle and as he finally came into your mouth he let out a heavenly breath, a mixture between a moan, a sigh, and a grunt, fall from his beautiful lips.

In seconds, Taemin's cum is flooding your throat and mouth, while some you can swallow, some pools in your mouth, slowly dripping out the sides of your mouth, but he wasn't going to let you waste a drop. "You better swallow it," he warned, slowly he removed himself from your mouth and watched as you struggled. You try to breathe while also trying to keep all of the saliva, precum, and cum in your mouth, "if you waste a drop, then I'll punish you," although you were afraid, you couldn't help but throb at the thought of him touching you, maybe the lack of air is driving you insane, or maybe it's the throbbing pain in your head, whatever it was, you still didn't want to be punished by Taemin, so you quickly wiped up the dribbles of cum dripping from your mouth and swallowed, licking your finger clean after.

"Such a good girl," you looked at him and opened your mouth to let him know that you had swallowed it all, "now, clean me up," he didn't have to tell you twice, and without a second thought, you began licking the slobbery mess off his cock, making sure to suck it all off and swallow it when you were done. Taemin watched in contentment, that craziness in his head had him buzzing with excitement, and seeing you fall into him made him want to fall with you. If anything, Taemin felt like more of a slave to you, than you for him, of course, he was the one who led you here in the beginning, but he was the one truly trapped, the way you looked at him with such a deep admiration and lust made him feel weak, his body was trembling with thirst and he knew no amount of his depraved tricks to get you this vulnerable would ever be enough to overpower the monopoly you have over his mind, that's why he's doing this.

"Stand up," he said, immediately you did as he said, you didn't want to set him off again, and your head couldn't handle the pain again, "aren't you gonna thank me?" He asked, "I let you swallow all of my cum instead of making you use your words to apologize," you nodded, still as absent-minded as before, and quickly thanked him, your quick submission is satisfying, but he wanted to break you down further until he could feel that you would truly never look at anyone else, ever again. "Strip," he sat down on the bed and waited, you stood there though, eyes as wide as the moon as you nervously placed your hands on the hem of your shirt, "Do I have to repeat myself?" He asked, you shook your head.

"Then strip," he said, "or do you want me to do it for you?" Your messed up mind ran wild imagining him stripping your body, ripping your clothes off of you as you laid underneath him, the warmth from the thought made you think it wouldn't be so bad, but instead of testing his patience, you began to strip. Taemin's eyes drink you in, following your hands as you slowly lift your shirt over your head, the feeling of him watching you made you feel so embarrassed, he's always so intimidating when he's observing, and a part of you has always loved it too. As you took off your underwear he stopped you, "Turn around," you did as he said and stood there nervously, "Take them off and hand them to me," still following his orders you took them off and passed them to him with your back facing him. "Good girl," you stood there as Taemin tied your hands behind your back and unclamped your bra.

"Now, turn around for me," You turned around and looked up at him, the smile on his face made you feel relaxed, "you know I love you right?" He asked, his voice was a lot more sincere now, like he was trying to be careful and lure you in, but it also seemed like he was being genuine, you nodded, you do know that Taemin loves you, so you didn't hesitate to agree. "If I'm being too rough, you can tell me to stop, so don't hesitate okay?" You nodded again, but he didn't stop looking at you yet, "I'm serious Y/N, I don't want to hurt you, if you don't enjoy it, and if you don't want it, then you can always say so, you understand?" This time you waited to answer, finally your brain had caught up with the current situation and you could truly understand what he was saying, "if you understand, use the safe word," the delicate look made you relax completely, "hot," you said, he nodded and kissed your forehead.

"Good," his demeanor changed once again, after confirming that you are consenting to go further he stopped holding back and pushed you onto the bed, you drag your body up the rest of the way and lay there, you watched as he undressed himself the rest of the way and got onto the bed himself. "My pretty baby..." he said, "you're my pretty girl," you gasped as his fingers touch your bare lips, he slipped one between and slowly began to rub slow circles on your clit, right away your body tensed up, the sudden pleasure made your head spin, you tried to close your legs but he held them opened, "stay still," he said as he moved his upper body between your legs, he moved his finger lower until he felt your dripping entrance, "you feel so wet, did being choked turn you on?" He asked, his finger slowly entering you, he made sure to be careful as he pushed his entire finger in.

"Or was it having your hair pulled?" You quietly moaned, the feeling of his finger inside of you was a complete contradiction of the pain from his fingers tugging your hair, the pleasure rippled through your body as he put his mouth on your clit, his tongue moving against it like water as his lips wrap around it. You almost screamed, you melted as he moved his mouth against the rest of your cunt while adding a finger inside of you, chills formed all over your skin and your back arched, you struggled against the restraints of your underwear, you wanted to put your hands in his hair, or at least be able to hold on to something, but with your hands underneath you and tied together, you couldn't do anything but become a slave to the pleasures of Taemin's mouth. "Oh...Oh god! Taemin!" You cried out, his movements became faster but stayed as perfect as always, he's always been so good at pleasing you.

You trembled and bit your lip, you tried not to be so loud already, but it felt so good, the warmth in your stomach spreads throughout your whole body and your toes curl, you can't stop your body from melting and thrashing around, he didn't let up though, instead he swirled his tongue around your clit while moving his fingers even faster, pressing them against a spongy spot that made you go silent, your legs threatened to shut and trap him in, but his broad shoulders kept them opened. Your hips uncontrollably buckled, you couldn't stop yourself from grinding against his face, and you knew that he loved it from the feeling of him smiling against your core, he pulled his face away for a second and chuckled, "You're so cute," he looked up at you, "watch me, don't close your eyes," and just like that he went back down, this time he moved his mouth slower than his fingers.

Your eyes almost closed as they fluttered, looking into Taemin's eyes is a dangerous task already, but looking into his eyes as he eats you out like it's his last meal makes it nearly impossible, his tongue once again swirled around your clit before he pressed his tongue against it and began waving his tongue. It was a trick he learned a few years ago when he was eating ice cream, instead of just licking, he'd press his tongue against your clit, and slowly move it up and down in a waving motion. The feeling was like heaven, it felt so good that it ripped through your body, tearing you in half as the pleasure rocked you back and forth, this time you couldn't stop yourself from closing your eyes, but he didn't care, he just kept going and slowed his fingers just a little, allowing you to focus more on his tongue, he knows you'd rather have him inside of you than his fingers anyways.

"So...so good..." you moaned out, your stomach tightened, the muscles spasm and the feeling of your clit throbbing against his tongue and becoming softer let him know that you were close, the second he was able to completely press his tongue into it and feel your pelvic bone, he knew that you were about to cum, so he started moving his tongue in a circle and closed his eyes, he focused completely and bringing you over that point, he wanted to push you over the edge and he'd do it even if his jaw felt like it was going to fall off. "Oh god! Taemin! I-I...I'm gonna cum!" You cried out, he nodded his head, softly caressing your thighs and bringing them up to his head, he snuck his hands under your lower back and grabbed your hands, forcing you to come closer to his face as your hips rested on his arms. "Fuck!" You threw your head back and your back arched even more, before you could even tell that it was happening, a mind-splitting orgasm washes over your body.

Your muscles clamp around his fingers and you lay almost silent with faint breathes and moans leaving your mouth, finally, Taemin pulled away and licked his lips clean, "You did so well for me baby," he pulled his fingers out and sucked them clean too, moaning at the taste of you, "did it feel good my love?" You lay there breathless for a second before nodding your head, "yes..." you responded, "so good," you looked up at him as he positioned his body between your legs, this time he brought your legs up to his hips and placed his hands on your hips, "are you ready for me?" He asked, you nodded, you were more than ready for him, but Taemin wasn't going to give it to you that easy, and you should've known that, "are you sure?" He asked, "I want to hear you say it," he said, you whined at the feeling of him lining himself up with your entrance.

"Yes! I'm ready!" That was all he needed to hear, he slowly rubbed himself against you, dragging the head of his cock up and down your slit, the wetness of his saliva and your arousal feels so slick and warm, Taemin swore under his breath and bit his lip, finally, he slowly began to enter you, the slight stretch made you wince just a little but the moment he had fully bottomed out inside of you, that slight pain had completely disappeared. Taemin filled you up beautifully, every inch of him touched your walls, without even trying, he was pressed against that same spongy spot that made you see stars before, he wasn't even moving yet and you were already trembling and moaning. "You...you feel so good!" You looked up at him with such a wild desire in your eyes, it was so intense that Taemin couldn't help but become oversexed himself.

"It does baby?" He asked, his eyes low as he bit his plush bottom lip, "tell me how good it feels," he said, he slowly pulled his hips back your toes pointed forward, your legs are weak around his hips, the feeling of his length dragging against your walls made your head feel just as empty as before. "So good! I-I love it!" You cried out, "I love it so much Taemin!" You felt so desperate, and when he finally stopped, leaving the head of his cock inside of you, the desperate feeling grew until you began moving yourself against him, saying in an unexpectedly coaxing voice "Please, give me more," the pillow like tone made Taemin's stomach swell with heat, as he looked you in your eyes he felt chills all over his body. Once again, he's reminded that no matter his amount of dominance and control could stop you from winning in the end, he's a slave to you, and all it takes is one simple look for him to be on his knees, ready and willing to serve and please.

"Please?" You pushed your hips against his, the pout on your face only adding to his downfall, "god, you're so pretty..." Finally, he snapped his hips forward and slammed into you, Taemin wasted no time in setting a fast pace, he was too lost in your desires to hold back and start slow. Tingles rush up from the tip of his spine, covering the back of his neck and head as you squeeze around him and leak onto the sheets, "fuck...fuck you feel so good," he sounded as if he could cry already, and you were no different, you whimpered as you became increasingly intoxicated by the mind-blowing pleasure, you couldn't care less about the pain in your wrists, every time the head of his dick hit your cervix and pressed into that spot, you felt your grip on reality slipping further and further away, it felt like you were floating, a puddle forms in your stomach, your eyes roll back and you throw your head back.

Neither of you speak, and you both were so enthralled by this ecstasy, your bodies felt like they were becoming one, like you were melting from the heat. Taemin's mind was becoming blank as the sound of your tranquil breaths stir his brain, you feel like heaven. "Tae-Taemin..." you called out his name, your voice is so beautiful to him, he can't stop, he wants to be deeper inside of you, he wanted to be so deep inside of you that he'd never be able to pull out. "Tae...oh god! Taemin!" You squirm and wrap your legs around him tightly, holding him almost still, "fuck...it feels like...you..." he threw his head back and went faster, "god, you're gonna drive me crazy." You could feel him twitch inside of you, he was getting close already, Taemin was never one to be quick in bed, but occasionally, when he feel especially horny, he won't be able to hold himself back.

So instead of allowing himself to cum, he pulled out of you, right away you whined, you clenched around nothing as you whimper, "I know baby," he helped you up and led you to the edge of the bed, "lean over the bed for me," you quickly follow his lead, you know that you can trust him not to let you fall so you leaned over the edge of the bed knowing that he'd keep you from hurting yourself, and he did, right as you began to lean, he grabbed your hips and pulled you back so that only your head was hanging over the edge. Taemin pulled your hips up a little more, he forced you to arch your back and held your hand before slowly filling you up with his self again. The new angle made him feel so much deeper, you moaned loudly at the feeling while unconsciously moving forward. But Taemin stopped you, he held your body in place and pulled your back your hands, "Stay still baby, I don't want you to fall."

Your head feels like it's reeling, you whimpered and cursed as intense waves of pleasure cause you to breathe heavily, your eyes rolled back and you pushed back into him, your skin slapping together creating a lewd wet sound that fills the room. Your stomach clenched and you go quiet, you practically drool from the feeling of Taemin, and it doubles when he reaches his hand around and pulled you up by the throat, his hand carefully wrapped around you while the other slipped down to your clit, "I love you so much Y/N," your stomach felt like it was doing flips, your breathing completely stopped and you leaned your head back against his shoulder, "I love you so much, you're driving me crazy," you gasped and pleaded with him to let you cum, the puddle inside of your stomach becomes a pool, your eyes began to water, it felt like you were going to explode, "wait, just hold it, you can do that can't you?" You nodded, but it was no way you could hold back any longer.

Taemin could tell too, the way your walls convulsed around him told him that you were going to cum rather he told you to or not, but he didn't care, he was too close to try to stop you. Your heat was melting him and the feeling of your arousal spilling all over him turned him on even more, "I-I can't!" You cried out, his movements became harsher and the circles he rubbed on your clit were looser and sloppy but they collided perfectly and edging you closer and closer to your peak, "it's okay...it's okay baby, go ahead...cum for me baby," his sexual coos wrap around your mind and you fall into it, just as he said, you completely unravel, your liquids flood him and your warmth pulls him in deeper, just as you cum, he follows behind you, cumming deep inside of you from the feeling. You sobbed quietly from the feeling, his cum filled you up so perfectly, you could feel it spreading and the throbbing from his cock made you feel so filthy.

Taemin moans in your ear, his voice is soft and angelic, he moves his hand from your throat and clit and holds you against him as if you were going to break. The euphoric feeling washes over both your bodies and as he pulls out, his cum seeps out, dripping down your thighs, you both take a second, he continued to hold you before carefully untying your hands and helping you get back on the bed. Neither of you speak for a second, you both lay next to each other in a comfortable silence, catching your breath and collecting your thoughts. The aftermath finally catching up with you as you turn your head to him and smile, "Are you okay?" He asks, "I didn't go too far did I?" You shake your head and laugh a little, you knew he'd get worried afterward, he's always like this after intense role play, "no, of course not," you kiss the tip of his nose and smile at him, "you did amazing."

"You sure?" He turns on his side and wraps his arm around your waist, "I mean, you looked genuinely scared, I thought you forgot for a second," he says, you shake your head and close your eyes, you feel sleepy already "Nope..." you sigh happily and look at him again, "I loved every second of it." Finally, after so long, Taemin kisses you, his soft lips melt into yours and you close your eyes, butterflies fill your stomach and that loving feeling you've been waiting for washes over you, you wrap yourself around him, already falling asleep before he even pulled away, "I missed you so much darling," he says quietly, Taemin like you, was also falling asleep, "I missed you more," he kisses your forehead and holds you close while muttering a soft 'I love you', as you both drift off into sleep, peacefully, happily, and satisfied.

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headintheclouds-posts · 1 year

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If he wasn’t holding you up right now your knee’s would of buckled beneath you.

He has you pressed up against the door, one hand supportively holding your ass and your leg is hitched up resting against his hip. His other hand is between your legs, fingers thrusting into you causing breathy whimpers to fall from your mouth.

“That’s a good girl”

You swallow hard in your throat in an attempt to not scream at the pleasure your currently drowning in. His slender fingers are curled into the right spot, never slowing down in pace.

“That feels so good” you hiss, hardly recognising your own voice.

“Harder”

He picks up his speed, jerking his hand further into your heat and bringing his thumb to your swollen bud which has been aching to be touched.

You buck your body in ecstasy, revelling in the feeling building up at the pit of your stomach.

You’re so close you can almost taste it, eyes squeezed shut as you focus on this moment, this delicious, earth shattering moment that has your head spinning.

His lips find their way to your neck and he suckles softly against your skin, causing another moan to escape your lips.

It’s only moments later that the feeling overflows and you finally reach your explosive climax, causing you to not only see stars, but also to feel at one with them, as if you have floated into space itself.

You cling to his shoulders as you slowly come down from your high, to scared to let go as you know your legs will fail you.

You finally lock eyes with the man in front of you who is supporting the sexiest smirk you have ever seen.

“Damn baby, if you came that hard from just my fingers, imagine how it’s going to feel when you have all of me”.

Your night was only just beginning.

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smxtncity · 2 years

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Prep For The Test

Fem! Nerd Reader X Mark, dom!Mark, sub!reader, corruption kink, oral sex (f receiving), edging, fingering degradation, pwp! Minors DNI

"Here are the notes, Mark." You passed a notebook to Mark and he smiled, "You should really stop doing this." He said and you shook your head, "Everyone has things they're good at, you're good at music and sports and dancing and I'm good at studying, we can both help each other out, right?" You blurted and Mark smiled again, "You're adorable." He whispered and your eyes widened, "I'm sorry, I have dance practice-"

"And I have to study, so I'm gonna leave now."

"Yeah, right!" Mark breathed in harshly as you pushed your glasses a little further from the ridge of your nose, a habit you had formed when you started getting tense.

Mark always tried to imagine what it'd be like to be on top of you, hands gripping the sheets and you a moaning mess underneath him but the more he got to know you, the more he felt like imagining those things is as sinful as being in the brain of the demon himself.

You were beautiful, no doubt and the glasses were a delightful addition to your beautiful features. You looked like everything he's ever wanted but when he told that to one of his basketball teammates, he scoffed at Mark, "No one's been able to get in her pants, no one."

But the idea of no one being able to have you made him even more eager to get you and the more he got to know you, the more he understood why no one got into your pants. Your boundaries were heavily set, the slightest touch makes you shiver and move away.

He had once put his hand on your thigh while you were tutoring him and you moved away in such a subtle way that he didn't even notice that it was somewhere apart from where he had placed it.

Somewhere along the line of seeing you as his personal "Mission Impossible," Mark had developed feelings for you, the way your black hair fell on your brown eyes, the way you bit the pencil in your hand when the statistics got a little too difficult for your liking, he had started to now wonder what it'd be like to be with you, the most perfect woman on campus.

You had barely ever interacted with the boys on campus before, Mark being the only person you loved being around. Mark was kind and polite, he always made you smile. Which was something you craved every once in a while.

You had developed the tiniest of a crush on him and you wanted to be his in the easiest way possible. You wanted him to hold your hand, fix your hair and stroll around the campus with you.

Which is why you ended up being more helpful to him than to others, giving him notes, tutoring him and sometimes even taking the bait for him because he was late to class, you were basically always saving his ass.

You were the favourite student of every teacher, exemplary grades in every subject and star student.

When you took up the initiative to tutor Mark, the teachers were even more happy as it was a chance to widen your horizons and look at how the most popular guy at college knows nothing about his college studies.

The first few weeks were difficult because Mark would either be late or he'd be sleepy from all the practice he's had, but when he got accustomed to it, he did just fine and dare you say, he was even good at studying.

He'd grasp concepts fast and learned how to apply functions and theorems into problems faster than you had expected.

These tutor sessions usually happened in the college library after college hours, you had taken up a part time job at the college library and the keys remained with you and as long as the library remained open, people were always around.

It annoyed Mark how at least one student was always looming over the both of you as you tutored him, so he genuinely started paying attention to what you taught him and to his surprise, you kept your patience with him, wanting him to solve things on his own instead of giving him all the answers.

But one fine day, Mark had decided he was done with this, his patience had started to run thin and he decided he needed to take matters in his own hands.

Mark: heyyy, can we meet at either of our houses today?

Y/n: Is something wrong?

Mark: Nopeee, just wanted a change of environment while studying!!

Y/n: Alright, my parents aren't home, how about you come over?

Mark: Can I stay for dinner, maybe?

Y/n: Sure, Mark! I'll cook something for you, my parents won't be home till late at night!

Mark: Ok, see you then!!

Mark smiled brightly, this was his chance, he needed to confess to you and maybe fuck your brains out either of which possibility seemed amazing at the moment.

His footsteps were rather bouncy as he walked up your driveway, he parked his car and stood outside your door, the scent of cologne strong on him as he walked into your door.

"Hey!" You squealed as you opened the door, you were wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt which was low cut, leaving very little to imagination, but Mark knew these were probably your lounge clothes and yet he couldn't take his eyes off you. The way your breasts popped out a little from the t-shirt and the way you were so innocent looking at him, he felt like he could be hard any moment around you.

Shaking his thoughts off, Mark smiled at you, "Hi! Shall we start?"

"Sure, come in! Do you want coffee?" You asked him as he shut the door behind himself, ensuring it was locked.

You trudged towards the kitchen and he sat down on one of the bar stools near the counter, to say your house was lavish was an understatement. Your house was everything one could ever dream of, a huge living room, a view to kill for and of course an attached swimming pool and lawn.

Mark felt a little bit of a blush creep up on him, he would've been embarrassed if the both of you were to meet at his house, his was so much more smaller and had no swimming pool- "I don't know why we need a swimming pool when none of my family knows how to swim." Almost as if you'd read his thoughts, Mark's eyes lit up, "Maybe I can teach you."

"You should, at least someone's using it that way, then." You started and placed a cup of coffee in front of Mark as you walked up the stairs, "Come on, let's get to studying!"

Your room was huge too, the lights were somewhat dim and they made you look attractive, your hair was settled right above your breasts and Mark was losing control little by little, "Hey Y/n-"

"Yeah?"

"Have you had a boyfriend before?" He asked you and you looked up from your notebook, "No." You said curtly and looked down, "Why?"

"I was always just a little too focused on studying, so I never really had the time, you know? How many girlfriends have you had?"

"Many." He said softly and you stopped writing and then looked up at him again, he was staring at you, his eyes were downcast, "Have you had your first kiss yet?"

"Yes."

"Great, that means I can do this then, right?" Mark mumbled under his breath as he leaned in closer and captured your lips with his. His fingers curled around your jaw and you froze for a second, before kissing him back and leaning into his touch.

The kiss got deeper as Mark tried to pull you out of your chair and lay you down on your bed, his tongue grazed your bottom lip and you whined at the newfound sensation, your glasses were foggy at this point, Mark's fingers travelled from your jaw to your glasses and he took them off, his upper body was pressed against yours, "You can see without those, can't you?"

"I can." You whispered and Mark smirked, "I knew it, you don't even have that huge a power and yet you wear it around like this." Mark reached the shell of your ear, his breath heavy. His tongue darted out and grazed against it and your back arched, "No one ever done this to you, princess?" He asked and you shook your head, "Has anyone told you what a beautiful little girl you are, whining beneath me because no one's ever touched you before?" His hands grabbed your waist and he pushed you up against the headboard, "No Mark! No, no one has." You answered with urgency, wanting to feel his lips mold with your own again, your lips grazed his cheek and he kissed your cheek before connecting his lips with yours again.

This time Mark didn't take his sweet time in kissing you with urgency, his tongue grazed against your lower lip and you moaned slightly, giving him access to your mouth, he explored every cavern, earning even more whines from you.

You had started to feel something in the pit of your stomach and you swore you felt like you were a little dampened as Mark continued to show you who's in charge by kissing you fervently and exploring your mouth as if there's seemingly no tomorrow.

His hand now travelled from your jaw to your breasts, giving them light squeezes and you felt like you'd lose control very very soon with the way he was treating you.

You wanted more and more with each passing second, you wanted to feel his skin against your own, your fingers travelled to the hem of his t-shirt and you started tugging at it. Mark seemed to notice, he pulled away a little and let his hands slip under your own t-shirt, "Baby, you're so eager, aren't you?" He whispered in your ear as he squeezed your right boob gently, earning a breathy whine from you, "Wanna feel me, don't you?" He asked you and you nodded, his free hand reached your cheeks, squishing them together, "Words, use words." He said nonchalantly and you whined again, eyes closed, "Yes, I wanna feel you." You said, voice muffled, your back arched into his touch and he pulled your top above your head, leaving you in your shorts, "You didn't wear a bra? You wanted me to see, didn't you princess? You wanted me to see how your tits bounce? You think I don't notice? How you open an extra button of your shirt around me, you skirt is a little shorter than when in class, you want me to fuck your brains out, don't you?" His tone was commanding and you felt a blush on your cheek, feeling humiliation fill up every inch of your body.

He had noticed, of course he had, and then when he pushed your legs apart and you felt his clothed hard against you, you knew he wanted this too. A soft moan left your lips when finally something was done to your aching parts, he thrusted against you softly, your eyes closed and you bit your lip, trying to hold back your moans, "Such a mess and I haven't even started." Mark said, making you feel even more embarrassed. "Open your eyes and look at me." He instructed and you opened your eyes, they met his and he stopped what he was doing pulling away and staring at you, you whined again, sitting up and climbing his lap, kissing him urgently, eyes close as you pulled his t-shirt over his head, your fingers traced patterns on his collarbones and he pushed you down in the bed, his hands on your waist, reached down to your shorts and he pulled them down too, eagerly taking your underwear off, he stared at your glistening cunt. "Mark, please don't look." You said softly and he looked up, "You're mine to look at, you got it? I'll look for as long as I want, I'm gonna please my princess." He completed and you leaned back a little.

His fingers massaged your clit and you jerked up at the feeling, you had never felt like this before. It was almost as if every nerve in your body was screaming and yet calming down, and then those fingers entered your hole, making you moan loudly, you had never known you were capable of making those noises, all those women on porn felt so fake but it just felt so right and so good that you couldn't help yourself, and you moaned louder as Mark pumped his fingers in and out of you. Your eyes closed and you felt him stop, "Always watch or I'll stop." He warned and you whined, opening your eyes, "Markie, I don't wanna look." You mumbled, and Mark growled softly, "I'll stop then!"

"No!" You held his hand which was inside you and kept him in place, "You like this? Baby, do u know good girls like you don't behave like this, are you a bad girl?" He asked you and you shook your head, "I'm a good girl."

"Then listen to what I say!"

"Y-yes." You whimpered, your mind consumed by the way Mark's fingers felt and Mark continued, your eyes open and in contact with him as he leaned down and attached himself to your clit.

His tongues sucked on your clit harshly and you moaned, leaning back, eyes closing and fingers reaching for his hair, tugging at them violently, you felt him pull his finger out of you as he leaned down and sucked on you, fucking your hole with his tongue, both his hands kept you in place as he sucked and tugged, making you feel elated and your breath hitch every second. You felt a knot in your stomach, waiting to untie and you felt so close, not knowing what was going to wash over you, you closed your eyes again and that's when he pulled away, his finger stilled inside you and a high pitched screech left your throat, "I was so close!" You opened your eyes and stared at him and he smirked, "Desperate little baby, do you even know what was happening to you?" He asked you and you felt your wires snap slightly, "I was gonna cum!" You yelled out at him, eyes puffy and red, "Mark I was so so close!" You whined and he sat up on his knees, "What did it feel like baby? No one's ever done that to you, have they?" He asked and you felt as if you were fully at his dispense.

His eyes were dark with lust, and you hadn't noticed when he had taken his pants off, "Someone touched you like this before me?"

"No!" You said and then he pulled his singular digit out, "Do you know what I wanna do to you?" He asked and you shook your head, he leaned down, lips hovering over yours, "I wanna fuck you till you are chanting my name like a god. I'm gonna fuck you in every position I can possibly think of, fill you up with all my cum." His hand circled around your neck, "And I'll make sure once I fuck you, no one will be able to satisfy you the way I do, no one's dick is gonna feel like mine." He whispered in your ear and you felt your back arch, tingles running down your spine.

"How does that sound?"

"Sounds so good, Mark." You mumbled, eyes shutting as he pulled you closer, "Look at me." He demanded and you opened your eyes. He pushed his boxers down, freeing his length as it hit his abdomen. "Will it fit?"

"I'll make it fit, babe." He mumbled as he pushed your legs apart, "Your pretty little hole has never been filled up, yeah?" Mark mumbled as he licked his lips and pushed his hair back, he pumped himself a few times before he pushed an inch of himself inside you and a small moan left your lips, "Got you prepped good, didn't I?" Mark asked and you just closed your eyes at the stretch, holding onto his shoulder as he pushed himself more and more inside you. "Mark-" You choked out a moan of his name, "Does it hurt?" He asked you and you shook your head.

It did hurt, just a little and you were fine with it, but the more he kept pushing the more you felt the need to just thrust up into him. "Mark, please move!" You asked him to move finally as he pushed the last of himself inside you, "Princess, patience is key, don't wanna hurt you." Mark lulled dully as he pulled out and slammed into you softly. His pace was slow and steady at first, a few thrust here and there and then he sped up. Moans started leaving your throat undeniably because of how good Mark was fucking you.

Mark on the other hand felt like he was in one of his wet dreams. Your eyes were closed, you were beneath him, hair a mess on the pillow and fingers digging into his flesh, the feeling of you clad around his cock was even more mesmerizing. His eyes would look down at you ever so slightly, the yellow light in your room, highlighting the way your tits bounced everytime he thrusted into you and god he couldn't have asked for more.

After feeling you clench around him and the way your moans increased, he started groaning himself, eyes closed as he felt like you had a chokehold on him which he'd never be able to get rid of, he got addicted to hearing your moans and it was just the first time. He wondered how amazing it'd be to fuck you over and over and look at your pleasured face, one which he had caused.

You felt Mark against your warm walls, pushing in and out and your head started pulsating as you reached your peak, a knot which was stronger this time came round and your nails dug into Mark's shoulder, "Fuck!" You cursed and earned yourself a smack against your ass as he sped up, "Good girls don't curse." He groaned and you stared at him, "Only for you." You felt the knot untie and a gush ran over you, eyes closing at the exhilarating release. Mark fucked you through your resistance, chasing his own high and soon he came too, filling you up to the brim and your eyes closed as he fell to your side.

"How long have you been wanting to do that for?" You asked him softly, turning to look at him, "For a long time."

"So now-"

"I wanna be your boyfriend." Mark said and you stared at him, "My boyfriend?"

"Yeah." He nodded his head and you stared at him, "So this isn't a one time thing?"

"No, I like you. Like a lot." Mark said and you smiled, "I like you a lot too."

"I can take you out to coffee in ten minutes."

"I really think you need to prep for that test, babe."

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writemekpop · 1 year

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Home Alone | Kim Jongin (Kai)

Summary: Your husband Kai accuses you of not trusting him with your baby daughter.

Genre: New parents AU, domestic, angsty, house hubby Kai

Word Count: 0.8k

You were trying to balance the dangerous job of straightening your hair while buttoning up a onesie for your one-year-old. The hot blades wavered ever closer to the soft blue cotton.

That was when you got the call. You threw down the phone. “My mother’s sick! She can’t take Jasmine!”

Your husband Kai sprang up. He had been kneeling on the floor, building a house of cards in the pristine emptiness of the living room you had just cleaned. The house collapsed with a sigh.

“I’ve got to leave,” you groaned, lifting your baby daughter Jasmine into your arms. “Hey Jazzy, have you ever been to a board meeting before?”

The baby giggled.

Kai stepped forward, running his hands through his disheveled hair. “Hey, I can take her!” He frowned. “It’s not like I’ve never looked after Jazz.” He paused, his face falling blank. “Actually… you have never asked me to look after Jazz. How come?”

Your heart rate was increasing just hearing his words. Everything came into sharp focus. Kai’s odd combination of Hawaiian shorts, a silk shirt and flip-flops. The cigarette butts still smouldering in the ashtray on the balcony he thought you didn’t know about.

The sound of your phone alarm, titled, LEAVE THE HOUSE BITCH, began to buzz like an angry wasp in your ear.

“Um, yes, sweetie, of course I want you to look after Jasmine, it’s just-“ you scrambled for a lie. “You’re… too… busy! I don’t want to get the way of your fancy actor work!”

He frowned. “But baby, you know shooting hasn’t started yet.”

You needed a better excuse. “But your lines. You have to learn them. I would rather than die than keep you away from your lines.”

You could almost hear the drone of the station announcer: “Last call for the 8:05 train. Last call…”

Kai grinned in disbelief. “You’re saying I can’t look after Jazz… because I have to read a script?” He frowned. “Do you not trust me to look after our daughter?”

“Oh, Kai.” You squeezed your temples. “I don’t have time for this. Fine You want the truth?. No, I don’t trust you with my child.”

“Our child.” Kai scoffed. “And you can’t say that! How could you?”

You gestured to the pigsty that was the apartment. “You’re irresponsible. You’re untidy. You’re out partying every night-“

You were about to say more, but you stopped yourself. Some things were too true to say. Everybody deserved a few lies to cling onto.

Kai sighed, and you hated how well he knew you. “Go on. Say what you’re thinking.”

You sighed. “Oh… and acting is not a real job!”

Kai bit his lip, pain flashing over his handsome features. “So, what was your big plan? Keep her from me for the next eighteen years?

You tried to deny it, but fell silent when you saw the pain in his eyes. “N-not eighteen. Maybe… ten.”

And suddenly, you felt like an awful person. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. You- you’re a great father, you just… don’t have the skills yet to look after her. The knowledge.”

Kai sighed. His voice was very quiet. “I know that she naps between eleven and one. I know that Fuzzy is her favourite toy. I know that she can’t sleep on her tummy, or drink cow’s milk, or have too many baths.”

“How did you…” you started. “I read those parenting books that you aways leave lying around,” Kai said, crossing his arms.

You stepped towards him, smoothing your hands over his face. “I had no idea…”

You pressed your lips to his, and in the shape of his firm body, his scent, you almost lost yourself.

Kai gently pulled away, crooning, “Go. As much as I’d like you to stay, your genius is needed at a board meeting. I’ve got her.”

You smiled, picking up your bags. “Okay. But I am FaceTiming you in an hour. Every hour, actually.”

Kai grinned, that lopsided grin that made you giddy when you were still nineteen and an extra on some unknown TV show. You may have given up on acting, but you never gave up on the boy of your dreams.

You left a little piece of your heart with Kai and Jasmine, then shrugged on your blazer and stepped out into the brightening morning light.

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cheolszn · 1 year

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Indulge in me (Mark Lee x Reader)

warnings/themes; smut, some fluff but barely lol, 18+ story.

(afab reader) (oral both recieving, missionary, spit kink, slight breeding kink, etc.)

word count; 1279 :)

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You started to rub his lap in delicate up and down motions. Mark didn’t even move or make a sound which caused you to groan internally. You slipped your hand into his sweatpants and started to stroke his cock through his boxers. In doing so, you elicited a low toned groan from Mark. Your legs closed together immediately and you could feel the heat radiating from between your legs. Mark had this effect on you that could have you on your knees begging him to fill you up with his cock.

He was awake by now, but he didn’t want you to know that. He was curious to see how far you’d go to get off without him actually doing anything. Mark wanted you to use him as your fuck toy. He was more than willing. You had no idea.

You pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles and admired how red his cock was just from you barely touching him. The tip of his penis was leaking with pre cum and it sat up fully hard, waiting for you to take hold of it. From the moment you wrapped your soft plump lips around his tip, swirling your tongue and gently sucking on it. Mark was a ticking time bomb waiting to explode.

You continued to tease him, releasing him a few times from your mouth with a pop. With each time Mark clenching his eyes hoping to not make a sound or a sudden movement. That was until you placed quick but juicy pecks on his neck and Mark’s hand flew straight to your hair, pulling you completely up to his face. His tongue dived right into your mouth, you were so inviting. Mark flipped you over and brought one of his hands over your warm cunt and started to rub the area while he made out with you. You were very much ready for him and he loved how accessible you were to him in this moment.

“Take these off”

With no hesitation you pulled off your red colored lace thong and threw them somewhere on the floor. Mark went under the covers and assumed position right in between your legs. He inserted two fingers while his other hand was busy rubbing circles onto your clit. There was denying how sensitive you were to his touch so when you let out a few moans as soon as he touched you it was no surprise. In fact, it was music to Mark’s ears. He licked around your labia a few times as he continued to pump his fingers into you. Moans began to spill out of your mouth even more as he quickened his pace which caused you to cover your mouth. Mark looked up immediately. He wanted you to be vocal and he was gonna make sure you were”

“Tell daddy what you want my little slut” He said almost in a growl. This sent a wave through your body and you knew you were close to your first orgasm already.

“Please fuck me- I need you so bad” You whimpered as he inserted two more fingers into you. He laughed as he watched you unravel under his touch and started to suck on your clit messily. This wrecked you. Your legs started to shake like crazy. Both of your hands wrested on top of Mark’s head, one hand intertwined in his hair and the other simply just holding his head.

Mark continued to slurp and suck on your sex while simultaneously finger fucking you with four of his fingers. You felt like you were ascending to another planet. You felt that familiar feeling start to build up in the pit of your stomach and before you could release Mark stopped abruptly.

He straightened up and started to stroke his member preparing himself to fuck you silly.

“Spit on it”

You looked up into Mark’s eyes and while making eye contact, you took his cock into your mouth swirling it around on your tongue building up spit bubbles until you were able to gather enough saliva to wet his cock. He rubbed your saliva around his penis and repositioned himself between your legs.

He teased his cock between and around your folds and then inserted himself halfway before pulling out. You’d never adjust this way and it killed you. You were so desperate for Mark to fuck you senseless. He wanted nothing more than to fill you up with his warm seed.

He inserts himself fully until he’s bottoming out and starts to thrust. You were in the missionary position and Mark’s hovering over you, fucking you like there’s no tomorrow. He starts rubbing circles onto your clit again while maintaining eye contact with you and you swore you started to see flying birds.

“Fuck you’re so tight, you couldn’t wait for me to fuck you loose”

“Daddy can’t wait to fill you up with his cum”

“Who’s pussy is this?”

“You’re such a slut, you couldn’t wait for me to fuck you dumb”

“Open your mouth”

“Don’t you fucking run from me”

“I want to hear you”

Such responses from Mark drove you crazy. Your mind was still hazy. Orgasm after orgasm, you knew you still had a long time to go and tapping out was not an option unless you used the safe word but you never really wanted to stop.

The sounds of groaning, moans, skin slapping against eachother, the lewd sounds coming from between your legs were just fueling you both.

Mark continued thrusting into you until he soon felt his climax coming. He rocked his hips shamelessly into yours and continued until you started to cum and you squirted onto him while still wrapped so tightly around him. He kept fucking you until feeling that familiar euphoric feeling and releasing his load inside of you. That made him even more turned on, the thought of breeding you and getting you pregnant. He kept fucking you until you became numb to the feeling and he slipped out of you.

He fell onto his back and kissed your forehead. You laid on your back in the same position he fucked you in, you both were stuck in the post nut clarity. Your mind was clear and you now could think without thinking about sex. All you wanted to do now was cuddle with Mark and be in his company before you both returned to your busy schedules.

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mykoreanlove · 5 months

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LOVING U IS A CRIME

“Tae, who is blowing up your phone?”

Taemin’s eyes left the gorgeous girl he was talking to and darted to the other side of the room where he had left his phone unattended. It had been buzzing and ringing for the past hours, but he didn’t bother to notice. He took another sip of his beer before getting up and grabbing the device. Taemin smirked as he realized that it was you – again.

“So, who thinks you’re THAT important?” His friend scoffed sarcastically. Taemin’s eyes didn’t leave the screen as he was answering. “It’s y/n.” His friend came closer, curiosity getting the best of him. “Y/N? Is that the girl you’re seeing right now?” Only now did he look up from his phone, grinning from ear to ear. “One of the girls I am seeing right now.” His friend applauded proudly. “Damn, look at you player!”

Taemin thought back to the night he had met you. He was out dancing, shaking off the stress of the past weeks. He had been confined way too long, he desperately needed to let loose. And then you showed up – beautiful, captivating, cute. You were just his type. Given the fact that you stuck your tongue down his throat in the back of the club made him your type, too. You were crazy about him. One look was all it took for you to fall madly in love with him. But for Taemin it was different. He was out to hunt, to catch his prey – not to fall in love. He worshipped you all night, licking and kissing every part of your body until you fainted from pleasure. He whispered the sweetest, yet naughtiest things into your ear – his words taking you for a spin. He knew exactly what he had to do, crafting one lie after the other to get you hooked on him.

Which you now were.

“Tell us about y/n, Tae.” Taemin turned around and looked into the almond shaped eyes of the gorgeous girl he had been talking to earlier. “What do you wanna know?” The girl got closer, almost whispering. “Are you guys fucking?” He chuckled. “I didn’t take you for the bold type.” She fake-pouted and closed the space between them. “You can take me right here after you told me what your deal is with her. I don’t want no taken man.”

Taemin spun her around and cornered her against the wall. His lusciously shaped lips tracing her neck, leaving little kisses as he was making his way to her ear. “I am no one’s man, baby.” She grabbed his dark hair and pulled it to the side, making him let out a hiss. “And why is that?”

Taemin tensed up as he had had the same conversation with you before. Tangled in one another you talked about deeper stuff in between sweet kisses. He barely talked about significant topics to anybody, yet somehow, he opened up to you. “Don’t you believe in love?”

That’s what you had asked him.

Love.

L-O-V-E.

You clearly mistook him for a precious gem, failing to recognize that he was a rotten fruit instead. If he had been honest that night, he would have confessed his darkest thoughts. No, I don’t believe in love. I believe in pretending to love, though. Do you really want to know what I’m like? I’ll trick you into giving me your everything. Your time, your energy, your love – even your devotion. You’ll lose yourself in me, giving me your all. I won’t even have to ask; you’ll do it gladly. You will believe my lies and ignore my actions. I will give you pain, and you will interpret it as love. And once you figure that out, I’m long gone. That’s what I believe in, y/n.

He wasn’t honest, though. Far from it. Taemin took your head into his palms and kissed your nose. “I never believed in love but maybe now I’m having a reason to?” He flashed you an innocent smile before kissing you again.

“Hello? Taemin? Earth to Taemin?”

Taemin snapped back into reality, only now noticing the finger snaps in front of him. “Sorry, I…” He let go of the girl and turned around. “I’m gonna go and grab a beer. See you later.”

Taemin grabbed another beer and left the apartment, he had trouble breathing. His phone started buzzing again, your messages flooding his notification bar.

Taemin, please. Can I see you? I want you. I really fucking need you. Forget about dates, we don’t even have to go out. Let’s stay in and do nothing. I just- I really want to see you again. Pretty please?

Your desperation grew by the minute, just like he had predicted. Taemin watched the screen light up, feeling proud and disgusted at the same time. Y/N, y/n, y/n. He shook his head in dismay. You are so needy for me; you can’t even think straight. One night of me fucking you has you already like this?

He got into the next cab and contemplated his next move in silence. A part of him felt sorry for you. A part of him wanted to warn you. Get away, as long as you can. No one is going to save you. I can do whatever the fuck I want to, do you understand? You are at my mercy. You are in danger, y/n. No one can punish me – you get that?

He often found himself in situations like these, balancing between good and evil. But a game was just a game, right? Wasn’t this fun? He got off the cab and watched your apartment from the outside. It was up high, yet he could figure out your silhouette at the window. You were already waiting for me, huh?

Uneasiness grew in his stomach. This is going to hurt in the end. I can feel that. A perverse smile formed on his face as he realized what that meant. You are going to be devastated, y/n. The pain will be unbearable. But you know what? It will be bittersweet. You will forever remember me in your heart.

Taemin got out off the elevator and waited in front of your blue door. He took one last deep breath before ruining you, once again. He whispered silently as he knocked on the wood, letting you know that he had finally arrived.

Forgive me, y/n.

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itstheoneshot · 1 year

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Kinktober Day 22

In the Shower/Tub - Baekhyun

!dom Baekhyun

Privacy doesn’t exist in your house, not when your boyfriend is home. You don’t mind though, his clinginess and affection makes your heart flutter at every given moment, it makes you feel wanted, appreciated, and so loved.

You come home after your evening run, a bit sweaty and uncomfortable. You call out to Baekhyun that you are home, and make a beeline for the bathroom, ready to shower and wash yourself clean.

You strip quickly, throwing your outfit in the hamper before turning on the faucet and letting the shower run until hot. You step under the water with a relieved sigh, the instant soothing to your muscles is exactly what you needed after working so hard.

With your head under the running water, you don’t hear the bathroom door open, so when you open your eyes you are a little startled to see Baekhyun removing his own clothes so that he can join you.

“You didn’t think I’d let you shower alone, did you?”

He asks, “That’s not happening.”

You playfully roll your eyes at him, but you don’t complain, you love the attention really, and have definitely grown accustomed to it over the last year. You reach out to take his hand as he steps into the shower, and you move back to allow him some of the warmth of the running tap.

“Of course not,” You shake your head as your back hits the cool tile wall behind you, “I wanted you here.”

Baekhyun closes the gap between you to kiss you softly, his hands settling on your waist as he pulls away.

“Good,” He nods approvingly, “Let me help you get clean, okay?”

You mumble an agreement, happy and willing for any and all affection from him. You let your eyes flutter shut as Baekhyun lathers up the shower gel in his hands, and he then begins to massage your body.

It is sensual, intentionally so, as he makes sure you touch every inch of you, not leaving anywhere dirty, except for your mind. You open your eyes as you feel his fingertips trail along your jawline, and you find him much closer to you than you thought he would be.

“You are irresistible,” He murmurs as he leans in again to kiss you, “You do this to me on purpose, I swear.”

You kiss him back with no complaints, your body still soapy, having not rinsed off just yet, and you pull him closer to you so that your bodies are flush.

“You were the one who followed me into the shower, Byun Baekhyun,” You tease him, “I didn’t do anything.”

Baekhyun holds you steady as your kisses get hotter, more charged, and you hook your leg around his to keep him from moving away. You don’t know which of you is more clingy, really, but Baekhyun definitely likes taking charge.

“I didn’t want to miss out on this,” He reasons, one hand now massaging your breasts, “Would you rather that I had stayed away?”

You shake your head, letting out a broken moan as Baekhyun grinds into you, the full feeling of his erection against your body has you dripping, and not just from the water from the shower. You flex your hips to indicate that you feel him, and that you need him too, but you know as well that you need to vocalise it.

“No, I wouldn’t,” You say, your hand moving to grab his cock, not wanting to wait any longer, “Please, Baek, fuck me.”

Baekhyun isn’t one to say no, and it is clear that this was his plan all along, as he guides you to place your leg over his hip, and he gives himself the right angle to thrust into you without warning or warming up. You should be used to his size by now, but nothing ever prepares you, and you gasp into his mouth as he kisses you with a fiery intensity.

He fucks you hard and fast, with one hand behind your head to support you against the tiles, and you take each thrust happily, gratefully, so well behaved and thankful to be blissed out by him. You lick into his mouth, the kisses getting hotter by the second as the way that he fucks you becomes more intense, as your body begins to prepare for the release that you have been waiting for.

“You’re gonna cum when I tell you to,” He states, “You can do that for me, can’t you?”

You stare at him with fear behind your eyes, worried for a moment that he is going to make you hold out. You can feel his cock twitching, and the rhythm of his thrusts goes off just a little bit, which has you reeling, ready to go whenever he says that you can.

“Now,” He orders suddenly, “Cum for me, now.”

You both orgasm in sync, you clench to him as he releases deep into you, it is the most incredible feeling, one that you would love to experience at all times. He is hot, and so are you, drenched from the shower water but also from a little sweat, Baekhyun pulls out as he guides you directly under the shower head again. You continue to kiss him, not wanting to let go, and he does exactly the same.

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nirvanawrites111 · 7 months

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Say You Love Me Pt. 2 (Sub!Jongin x Afab!Reader)

Word count: 4129

Genre: Stripper Non Idol AU

Pairing: Sub!Kim Jongin x Y/n! Afab reader, no pronouns are used

Read Part 1

Warnings: Stripper, Y/N is poly with Taemin, Ten, and Kai. But, only sex scenes are with Kai, unprotected sex, Y/N is called daddy, vaginal sex, creampie

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS PLS DO NOT INTERACT.

SMUT BELOW THE CUT. IF YOU ENJOY PLS REBLOG AND COMMENT. THANK YOU AND HAPPY SUBBY!SEPTEMBER

You pull up to your mansion the following day after having your rendezvous with your ex-husband. There was just something about being with Jongin that somehow you still can't shake.

You turn your Corvette engine off and sit against the cool leather seat. You already know you will hear an earful from Taemin and Ten about not coming home last night.

Your eyes trail over to your beautiful mansion that once belonged to you and your ex-husband. You remember the day you two moved into your dream home.

Your fingers delicately caress the cool leather of your seat, and memories of last night's escapades are brought to your attention. You missed Jongin's taste and how he likes to call you daddy.

You mutually agreed that last night was just a one-time thing. You want to believe you can behave and hold yourself to that promise.

You step out of your car and grab your heels, jean dress, and your infamous Gucci bag from last night. You left Jongin's townhouse wearing his sweatpants, t-shirt, and Gucci slides. Not to mention, his intoxicating cologne is still on your skin.

Your steps on the marble flooring echo, and you quickly notice everything is exceptionably clean, how you like it. You kick off Jongin's slides near the fish tank.

The fish tank, a monument to Jongin's love for exotic fish, bubbles serenely, and the fish sway around like beautiful dancers.

"I'm home," you shout into your beautiful mansion, and walk into the living room.

The vast living room is bathed in a soft golden hue. Ten and Taemin sit comfortably on the plush, velvety couches, and magazines cover the deep mahogany coffee table in front of them.

Taemin and Ten are engrossed in their own worlds, and they lift their gazes to meet yours.

You quickly notice the intensity in Taemin's eyes, and Ten's display a bit of curiosity. Because why are you dressed in another man's clothes and strolling into the mansion as if nothing happened?

"Long night?" Ten jokes, and breaks the silence among the three of you.

"Uh, you could say that," you reply, trying your best not to sound guilty or obvious that you were with your ex-husband.

"So, where have you been?" Taemin questions you, and his sharp gaze is unwavering.

Taemin is still in his pajamas and has a bowl of cereal in his hand.

Ten is on the other side of and his cute Louie is on his lap.

"Out," you reply. You plop down on the couch across from them.

"You smell like Jongin. Is this what you're doing now?" Taemin adds.

"Yes, I was with him. I'm allowed to fuck my ex-husband if I want to," you reply in defense.

"So, he's taking my spot in more ways than one? I mean, he did walk out on you, so now you've forgiven him like nothing happened?" Taemin presses you.

Taemin isn't wrong in his claims. Things were rocky when Jongin decided he wasn't going to dance at No Manners anymore.

He was your top dancer for over seven years. So, the day he decided he was done dancing was also the day he was done being your husband.

The divorce wasn't messy, and he didn't ask for money. Nor, did he even ask for the house. He respected you and your business to a certain extent. He just wanted more for himself, but it just felt too personal.

"It was a business decision. It's my club, and I can do whatever I want," You insist, and stand firm on the decision that you made with a clear mind.

"So fucking him is a business decision?" Ten vocalizes, and his concern catches you by surprise.

The room seems to close in. You and Taemin are very strongly opinionated. So, you find yourself bumping heads with him pretty often. But, Ten being upset is surprising you.

Why is Taemin pressing you so hard? Sure, you made a selfish decision, but you aren't exactly dating Taemin or Ten. There isn't a label placed on whatever this arrangement is. All you know is that it has worked for the last couple of months.

"That's not what I mean. I mean him being the current headliner is a business decision," you explain.

"Yeah, but he doesn't like working sets with other dancers. Jongin is selfish," Ten further adds to the conversation.

Usually, he isn't the type to get involved in your disagreements with Taemin.

"He doesn't have to work sets with when he's the headliner," you defend Jongin.

"So, are you two getting back together? What does that mean for me and Ten?" Taemin asks.

You are not in the mood for the third-degree this morning. Your mind is still stuck on Jongin bouncing that ass on your strap. You still can't get over how he made you come with his tongue.

You would be lying to yourself if you said you didn't miss being with Jongin.

You decide this is a little too much for you to deal with right now. You stand up and grab your Gucci bag.

"No one said that. I'm going to shower."

You leave the two of them and head upstairs to your bedroom to retrieve for some solitude. Sure, you could try to explain you still have feelings for your ex-husband.

Not to mention, you did tell Jongin that you loved him last night. Whether it was because of the euphoric feeling you felt dominating him, or you meant it. You told him, and he told you, too.

You're conflicted because if you still love your ex-husband, why are your top two strippers living with you? Are you trying to feel the void you felt when Jongin moved out?

Your mind so desperately wants to find the answer.

You genuinely enjoy sleeping with Taemin and Ten. It's fun for you, and it helps you escape from the feelings of being divorced.

Your mind wanders as you shower, alone in your thoughts.

But, seeing Jongin has done something to you.

You take a much-needed shower and wash the scent of Jongin from your body, and you try to wash him away from your mind.

Last night was something you can't shake. You initiated everything by showing up at his place after the show. You're just not sure what will happen over the next thirty days.

After your shower, you sit on your bed and moisturize your body. Your phone rings, and you stare at it when you see Jongin's name and photo come across it.

You still have a picture of you picking him up and holding him in your arms. It never crossed your mind to change the photo.

You swipe it to life and answer, "Hello?"

"Y/n, how are you?"

"Good, just got out of the shower. What's up?"

"Can you come to the club? I want to practice a bit if that's okay with you. Hopefully, I'm not bothering you."

"No, you're good. I'll be there in 20 mins."

"Thanks, Daddy."

His request isn't strange; many dancers request to come in during the day. But, usually, they go through your assistant.

Maybe Jongin doesn't know that is still the same practice, but either way, you're going back to the club.

He's also pushing it with the "daddy" kink. Jongin knows your weak spot, and he taunting you.

***

You arrive at your club, and pull your car next to Jongin's. You step out of your vehicle, and Jongin is leaning against his.

His ashy gray hair is covered by a Gucci beany, and he isn't wearing any makeup from what you can see, even with shades on. He draped in a simple Gucci tracksuit—nothing unusual for him.

"What's up, Y/n?"

"Nothing. The Lee Twins are mad at you," you tease him.

"Let them hate," Jongin chuckles, and follows you with his duffle bag in tow.

The double doors of "No Manners" swing open with a whisper, revealing the expansive space of the club. With the absence of patrons, the vastness of the place is more pronounced, every detail of its luxe design accentuated in the quiet.

The dim chandeliers cast their opalescent glow across the club, their muted purples and deep blues adding to the quiet allure of the place. It's like stepping into a different world, one that's intimate, seductive, and hushed.

Your feet echo softly against the black marble floor. The main stage stands like an altar. It's where the magic happens. The poles, with their smooth, cool chrome, rise from the stage, reaching up to the ceiling. You can almost hear the faint, ghostly echo of past performances, the cheers, the gasps, the music.

Jongin removes his shoes and jacket to reveal he's not wearing a shirt. Your eyes stare at his chiseled six-pack. He steps out of his pants to show what's underneath. His tiny shorts interestingly catch the light, amplifying the sculpted form of his ass, making it seem like an artwork on display.

You break your attention from his body and ask, "What do you want to practice?"

"Umm, just pole tricks. I was a bit rusty last night."

"You looked amazing to me."

"Right, but there were some things I could improve to be even better."

"Well, get your ass up there and practice. Do you have your music?"

"Yes, can you connect it to the Bluetooth for me?" Jongin hands you his phone, and you see a picture of you and him in front of the mansion as his wallpaper.

You walk to the DJ booth to turn on the sound system.

You connect the phone and turn on his playlist. As the music hits, Jongin stretches his body and climbs up the pole.

He's doing all the usual tricks, and you aren't sure why he thinks he needs to practice. Watching him work the pole is an art form. He makes the shit looks easy and flawless, but you know that it's not simple.

No one is as talented as Kim Jongin when it comes to male strippers. You've searched high and low to find someone to replace him, but no one is as fluid as him. Taemin comes close, but there's just something unique that Jongin brings to the table.

Jongin drops down and hops off the stage. You grab his phone and pause the music.

"You good?" you ask.

Jongin opens his duffle bag. "Yeah, I'm just warming up."

Your eyebrows raise heavenward. "Uh, your warm-up is a main event for a lot of strippers."

"I know, but I'm not them. I'm Kai."

The cockiness has entered the building, and you can't deny that you love it.

"Okay, I see you."

Jongin pulls out a pair of six-inch glass heels. He's never been known as a performer who wears heels. Some of the other strippers do, but not him. You're curious what he plans to do.

"Since, I'm coming back. I want to do this. Not every night, but at least once. A few of my fans have asked me on Instagram to wear them."

"Oooo, your fan," you tease him. "That's cute."

"Yeah, that's why I really want to practice."

"I've never seen you wear heels before. Can you walk in them?"

Jongin laughs at you, puts on the heels, and gets on stage. He walks down the stage to show you that he can wear them. But, can he dance in them?

"C'mon. I wouldn't invite you here if I couldn't. The last thing I need is you roasting me."

"True. So, can you shake your ass though?"

Jongin swings his body around the pole and turns his body upside down, and twerks his ass just to show you that he can literally do anything. He drops down into a split and then crawls over to you.

"What do you think?"

"You look good. Ass looks even fatter than usual."

"Thank you. I've been toning it up."

"It's noticeable."

Jongin wants to continue to work on dancing in heels and turns the playlist back on. You sit back and enjoy the show. He's captivating, and you know why the customers love him so much.

You love to watch him challenging himself to do something that's out of the box for him. Just like anything else he tries, he's a natural in these glass high heels.

Watching Jongin move, the way his body twists, turns, and defies gravity, it's clear why he's irreplaceable. His every move is poetry, a symphony of strength, agility, and raw sensuality. Each drop, twirl, and seductive glance he throws seems to stitch a story, a narrative of passion, of yearning.

After a while, he sits on the edge of the stage, and the music stops.

You stand up and walk over to him standing between his legs.

"What you think, Y/n?"

"Amazing."

"Really?" His eyes, always expressive, widen a bit, sparkling with a bit of disbelief.

"Yes, you're a natural. I wish you would have done this a while ago." Your tone is commanding and contrasts with his gentle disposition, yet he doesn't shy away from you.

"Me, too. I just wasn't comfortable with heels yet. But, I've been practicing, hoping it could lead to a permanent dance opportunity."

"It will. I want you to work in the velvet room this weekend," you announce.

"Yes, daddy." Jongin's voice quivers slightly, using that name for you to convey reverence and a touch of shyness. It makes your heart skip a beat.

"Jongin," you respond. Your tone is gentle yet firm, re-establishing the dynamic between you two.

Your body is swimming with lust. The last thing you want is to fuck him at the club.

Not to mention, you don't even have your Gucci bag. You would be lying if you said you didn't get a little moist watching him dance like that.

"Stop calling me that."

You stare into his eyes, and he jumps down from the stage and stands before you.

The intensity between you two is palpable as you feel the magnetic pull of Jongin, drawing you closer.

"I... I love calling you that," he murmurs, his voice quivering. Gently grasping your hand, he brings it to his lips, placing a soft, lingering kiss on your knuckles. His eyes never leave yours as he speaks, "It's our special thing. You haven't let anyone else have that privilege... have you?"

"No," you confirm.

There's a shy hesitation in Jongin's voice, revealing an undertone of vulnerability as he says, "I haven't performed in the velvet room in quite some time. Can... can I practice with you?"

You remember his apprehension regarding the velvet room. He was always fussy about performing there, perhaps because of its intimate setting. But now, knowing his tenure here is temporary, you want every experience to be perfect. Every memory is to be etched deep.

You want to make sure he's good to go for the velvet room.

"Sure."

Once inside, you reach for the remote, activating the LED lights that bathe the room in a sultry purple hue. You recline on the plush couch, its cushions enveloping you, and a neat stack of crisp bills sits on the table beside, ready to bathe in skin in dollar bills.

But nothing could've prepared you for the moment Jongin steps into the room. Clad only in a thong, his sculpted physique on full display, it's a sight that's intoxicatingly overwhelming.

You didn't bring your Gucci purse because you didn't think anything would happen when Jongin harmlessly asking to practice. He doesn't have the key to the club anymore, so it would only make sense for you to be present.

Jongin struts over to you still in those heels and immediately straddles you, and the music starts playing in the background.

He turns around to reveal his nice firm ass. You toss a bill onto him. It's taking everything inside of you not to grab it.

"Thank you, daddy."

Jongin is pushing you, but you want nothing more than to fuck him nice and hard again. You try to block out that thought and focus on the dance.

The velvet room has strict rules about touching, and you try to make this seem as close to the real thing as possible.

When he shakes his ass in your face, you see he still has your name tattooed on his lower back.

You thought he would have it covered up. Somehow, you didn't notice it last night.

Maybe he had makeup covering it for the show, but it's on full display.

The more Jongin grinds on you, the more your pussy throbs for him. Why does he have to do this to you? Why does he have to look good like this?

Jongin gets in your lap and wraps his arms around you. "I want you."

"Of course, you do. But, this is a private dance in the Velvet room, and I'm just a paying customer."

"Fuck me.. it'll be just between us."

"Jongin.. please," you moan slightly out. You hate being tempted like this. You want to resist your ex-husband so badly, but you just can't. Everything inside of you is screaming that you want him, need him, desire him.

Sure, you have the Lee Twins to please you at your beck and call. But, they aren't Jongin. They don't make you feel the way he does.

"Have me again... I need you."

You stand up and place Jongin on the couch. You grab his thong and rip it off his body. You toss the flimsy material over your shoulder.

"What do you want, Jongin? Tell me."

"Fold me up like a pretzel and fuck me," Jongin whines.

You know exactly what he's talking about. You adjust his body against the couch, and he holds his legs back for you as you position yourself to fuck him in one of your favorite positions, Amazon.

His nude body is perfect in your eyes. Seeing your ex-husband offering himself to you like you're some god is iconic in a sense.

You inch down onto his dick until you feel the fullness of his length stretch you a bit. You like that even though you don't have your strap, you are still in control in this position.

You love having a beautiful man submit to you and give themselves to you entirely. There is nothing more satisfying than having him inside of you again.

It is such a sacred act to share with the man that you still share a last name with. You've been telling yourself that you haven't change your last name because of the process. But, you know that it's because you still love Jongin.

As you stare down at him, he looks like a beautiful angel waiting to be devoured by sin herself. You wait for a few moments before you make any adjustments as time stands still.

No words are exchanged between you and him. But, you can feel the energy radiating between the two of you. There's so much love, not to mention lust, that is present.

"I haven't stopped loving you," Jongin takes a breath as you begin to move on his length. You place your hands against his as he's holding back his legs for you.

"I feel the same way," you immediately reply.

Your body rocks slowly as you work yourself on his dick. Soft moans escape from the lips of your angel, Jongin. You feel a bit satisfied with how you are making him feel.

"Am I still yours... daddy?" Jongin asks you.

"Yes.." you moan. At this point, hearing him call you that is sending you over the edge. You don't want this feeling to be over already.

It's a question he asked you last night. Your ego gave him an answer, but the truth is he's always been yours. Even after things ended and you tried to move on to the Lee Twins. He's never left your mind.

You lean down and slip your tongue into his mouth as you fuck him nice and slow.

Your sweet Jongin spreading his legs for you and letting you dominate him this way has you feeling powerful as shit.

The moment's intensity fuels your desire, making you crave more of him. Every touch and moan between you both ignites a fire within, as if time stands still.

It's a connection that transcends physical pleasure, reminding you of your undeniable bond with Jongin.

The room fills with the sounds of your passionate reunion, as the boundaries between past and present blur once more.

Jongin holds his legs up, and your bounce on his dick while you hold the back of the couch.

"Come inside of me, baby. I know you can do it."

"Anything to please you."

Jongin's eyes lock with yours, filled with a mixture of desire and adoration. The moment's intensity heightens as you both surrender to the intoxicating rhythm of your bodies moving as one.

The two of you release together and collapse into each other's arms, breathless and sated. The room is filled with a lingering sense of connection and intimacy, as if time itself has stood still in this moment of pure bliss.

"Fuck, Jongin. I love you so much."

"I love you, more."

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The next night, the club is open again, and everything runs smoothly. Word has gotten out that Kai is back, and there are more people here early to glimpse the main attraction, Kai.

The soft hum of bass from the club's speakers is barely audible in the distance, providing a muted soundtrack to the intimate setting of your office.

You are in your office counting the money you've received from some of the newer strippers and putting it away when Taemin walks into your office.

"Hi, baby," you greet him warmly.

Under the room's subdued lighting, Taemin's fishnet dress gleams, casting playful reflections. His black leather ankle boots, studded with metal, give his look an edgy finish. His smokey eyes and bold, dark lips enhance his striking features.

You stand up, and you walk over to him. You kiss him on the lips and close the door behind him. You push him against the door, and your hands fall around his waist.

"Hi.." Taemin's voice, usually so confident, came out as a soft whimper, causing you to look up from the glitter bottle.

"What can I do for you?" you ask.

"Umm, can you put glitter on my back and legs? Ten usually helps me, but he's already on the floor."

Taking the bottle from him, you reply, "Sure."

You put the body glitter all over his legs and back. It's something you wouldn't do for the other dancers. But, because you and Taemin have an intimate relationship, you don't mind.

"Goddess?" he whispers.

"Yes."

"Are you still mad at me for smoking the other night?"

"No, I was never mad. I was disappointed, yes. It was supposed to be your night as a solo headliner. You know that's an important spot to fill."

You sit on the edge of your desk.

"But, the thing is, I'm not Kai, and I never will be."

"But, Tae, you are an amazing dancer in your own right. I don't compare you two. Because that's the nature of the business, it's never about my personal feelings. It's about what's going to make the club the most money. He's only here temporarily."

"I understand."

"So, don't trip, okay?"

There's a knock at the door, and both you and Taemin look up.

"I'll see you later," Taemin kisses you on the lips and walks out without acknowledging Jongin.

"Hey, boss. I'm working the velvet room, tonight like you asked," Jongin interrupts you as he walks into your office.

"Perfect."

"I want to take you out for lunch tomorrow. Is that okay?"

You sigh. "Jongin.. what are we doing? We're not married anymore. All of this is very reminiscent of our marriage. Fucking in the velvet room, going on dates. You know I'm seeing the Lee Twins."

"You're in an official relationship with them?"

"Not officially, but they've been staying with me for the last couple of months."

"Oh, well. If they don't belong to you. What's wrong with us hanging out?"

"Jongin, this is a lot. I know I shouldn't have asked you to return after you were adamant about leaving this lifestyle. I want to see you live out your dreams."

"I don't want to live them if I can't do with you."

Your heart drops in your chest as he reveals that revelation. You knew there were still some possible feelings between the two of you.

"Jongin. I want to be part of your life, too. But, I don't know what this means for us."

"Be with me again."

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fillmeuplikehelium · 1 year

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Tiny waist

Noona, do I look pretty in this?

Warnings: sub!kai, fem!reader, dirty talk, praise kink

Word count: 700

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Today was the last day of Rover promotions. You finally had time to go see Jongin perform live on TV and now you were waiting for him in his changing room. You were about to fall asleep on the sofa when you heard the door open and saw Jongin stepping in. He saw you and instantly smiled with his shiny eyes.

"Noona... I didn't expect you to come see me!"

He closed the door and approached you slowly, still a little out of breath from the performance. You could see a thin layer of sweat covering his face and neck.

"How could I not be here? You are my favourite artist of all time, my dear."

Your words made Jongin blush and smile even more. He sat down next to you and laid his head on your shoulder, searching for your cuddles. You started slowly stroking his hair as Jongin wrapped one arm around your waist. He brought his face closer to yours and spoke softly.

"Did you see me on TV, noona? Was I good?"

"You did great, darling. You know how much I love to see you dance... especially when you wear this kind of clothes." You teased him, touching the hem of his crop top.

"I'm so glad you came today, noona..." Jongin confessed.

Jongin moved to sit comfortably on your lap, putting his hands on your shoulders and bringing his body closer to yours. You could feel how warm his body was through his clothes. You decided to place your hands on his toned legs, not daring to touch his bare skin just yet.

"I really wanted to show you this outfit, noona..." He continued, looking at you straight in the eye. "Do you like it? Do I look pretty in this?"

"Yes, baby. You look so pretty..." you praised him, caressing one of his cheeks with the back of your hand, "You always look so pretty..."

Jongin grabbed both of your hands and placed them on his waist, moaning softly as he slowly brought them up his body, making you caress his tummy and chest under his top. He closed his eyes and moved his hips on top of you, searching for more friction.

"Baby..." you whispered on his ear. "What do you want me to do with your pretty body and this tiny waist of yours? Tell me..."

"I want you to touch me, noona... I'll be good for you... Please, touch me..."

Jongin would always get so docile and soft whenever he was with you. You moved your head closer, licking a drop of sweat that was falling down his neck as your hands travelled down his toned back and gripped on his ass. Jongin moaned and wrapped his arms around your shoulders, pressing his chest against yours and making you feel his hard cock trapped in his jeans against your abdomen. He searched for your lips but you avoided his mouth and went to lick his earlobe instead, wanting to make him beg a little more.

"Since I put on this crop top this afternoon I started thinking about you, noona." He kept talking as you left kisses all over his neck. "I wanted to feel your hands on my waist, telling me how pretty I looked for you... I wanted you to rip my clothes off and leave me wearing only this tiny slutty top. You can touch me everywhere, noona... You can fuck me and make me cum all over my tummy if you want... I'll be good, I promise... Please..."

"You were such a well behaved boy this past weeks, baby. I'll give you whatever you need... But you'll have to wait until we're home... We can't do that here."

"Noona... no... Nobody will come in without knocking... Please..." Jongin begged.

"Shhh, baby. Get your stuff and let's get out of here."

"Yes, noona." He nodded with a pout. "I love you..."

You grabbed his cheeks and gave him a kiss, making him smile and hug you sweetly. He got up from your lap and quickly started packing his stuff, not wanting to waste another second.

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Also in ao3:

Tiny waist

#kai smut #exo kai smut #kim jongin smut #superm smut #exo smut #exo kai #kim jongin

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imma-queencard · 1 year

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Who Am I To You?

Jaemin (NCT) x Reader

Author note:so yeah,im finally back. It's been more than a year ik. Just glad to be back. Messed up the ending sorry!anyway was planning to write for some footballers too!

"What am I to you?" You said looking into his eyes sternly with a straight face.

"What?" Jaemin scoffed walking away but you were too fast to tackle him and to stand in front of him blocking his way towards the staircase. You had been veryyy much done with playing 'friends-friends' with your boss.

You saw your boss put his hand in his pocket while looking at you in irritation, "Back to business Miss, Y/N"

"YEAH!That's it!I'm back to MY business" you stomped your foot angrily. Jaemin's eyes followed your movement. He didn’t miss the light pressure you put on the word 'my' before uttering the word business. His jaw clenched before muttering in a lower tone, "are you mocking me?"

"Now!now! The almighty boss thinks I am MOCKING him!why?You think you can mock every single person in this office?and none cant yooou?huh?My ass!" Your eyes ignited with anger so were your words. His lips twitched

"no cursing at office miss Y/N",He reminded rolling his eyes.

"Baby Jaemin~" you cooed tiptoeing to tighten his tie the way you had seen lead actresses doing that to their love interests.

"Dont-Miss Y/N.." he growled pulling your hand off his aqua tie. You furrowed.

"But jaemin baby,you should let me help you with the tie..that's what the lead actresses do in those dramas!" you whined making Jaemin growl again.

"That's no drama Miss Y/N.." he informed as let go of your hand to fix his tie using his own hands. Your eyebrows knitted together while looking at your newly bought red heels. Why does he have to be so cold? You thought. You had been crushing over him since the day you were appointed as an employee in this company and it had been no less than two years. Sometimes, you thought maybe he shared the same feeling towards you as he would occasionally pass by your desk to leave a 'hey' on your way. Or maybe because he would put you in the same team under his supervision with some other random employees.

You heard him clear his throat, "Can you move?I have an important business to attend to.."

Your furrow deepened but you let him slip off you anyway. The man acted as if he was just saved from a witch. Son of a. You cursed him under your breath before heading to your desk.

"Life is sooo unfair" you told yourself while waiting for your booked cab in front of your office. You took out your phone and decided to go through your twitter account. You found a meme instantly on your favourite boy band and started to laugh out loud shaking your head.

"You are so weird Miss Y/N.." Your head shot up from your phone to the black prado which was stopped in front of you. Oh,when did that arrive? You asked yourself.

But you couldn’t help rolling your eyes seeing the man sat inside the car. The same person who just acted cold towards you an hour ago.

"Won't you reply?" he tsked when he saw you walking away. You were done with this man. To be honest, you were not done because one sweet hello from him would make you hover over him again and you were very much aware of that.

"Dont you use your ears?" you heard your so called boss complaining as he drove his car and was slowly following you. You mentally made a note not to reply him.

"Hey Y/N!" he shouted surprisingly in a calm voice. Your eye-brows raised up in wonder but you kept walking followed by his car.

"Don't you want to go home?" he asked again. Clearly pissed off for being ignored by you.

"Okay,look I am-" he was cut off as a cab pulled off opposite of the road and you quickly crossed the road to hop in that cab. He growled punching on his steering before heading the car towards the highway.

It was raining outside. You were having your daily coffee sitting beside the window. You couldn’t help watching rain drops pattering silently. You tsked hearing your doorbell rang a couple of times. You lazily got up and walked towards the door to peep through the hole. You furrowed seeing your boss wrenched in rain waiting outside as his fingers continually ringing the bell impatiently. You were shocked for a moment but quickly recomposed yourself to open the door wide for him.

His eyes moved up to you as soon as the door was opened.

"Y/N.." he almost whispered making you melt inside.

"What are you doing here,sir?" you purposefully added the honorific.

"Can-can I enter?"

"No!"

"What?-well,no problem with that.." he sighed.

"What are you doing here?" you asked again,trying your hard to sound indifferent of his arrival.

"You had been absent in work a couple of days.." he spoke looking nonchalant.

"I had been sick and I apologise for that..but I don't think any boss from any company comes to visit his employees if they have been skipping works..." you said and scoffed.

"We don't have the typical boss employee relationship between us and you are well aware of that..." he added pinning you down with his stare. You shrugged,"oh!Is that so,sir?"

"Ain't that it,ms,y/n?" he said looking all innocent.

"Wah!you never fails to amaze me sir!" you faked an wow and continued, "We-" you stepped closer to him and said in a very serious tone,"only share formal relationship sir,and,that's all we have."

"Y/N,I know I have been acting all weird these days and-I-I never meant to..I -I was just worri-"

You cut him off,"I will meet you at the office tomorrow,sir..Thanks for droppi-Ah!"You almost screamed out when your boss Jaemin out of nowhere pushed you inside the apartment and closed the door behind.

"What are you doing!You just can't get into one's house this way!This is fucking illegal! You fuvking dumbass jaemin!" You screamed at him shaking in anger. But to your surprise, the man in front of you started laughing.

"What?"You asked squeezing your eyebrows together. But the man keep laughing at you.

"Don't fucking laugh at me!You-Jaemiiiin-aah!" You yelled.

"Oh..so we are done with this 'sir' code,huh?" He asked smirking.

"Shut it up Jaemin!You've been ignoring the " US" for such a long time and you all of a sudden show up bragging into my doors!?" You screamed. You had enough of this.

"I-I was just having some bad days.. I went that evening to apologise!But you! You dodged me away!" He muttered looking at you.

"So did you expect me to jump into your car all happy happy face singing some birthday song?" You almost cried out. Was this man insane or what.

"I'd love to hear you singing someday,angel.." he smirked.

"Oh-oh wait!Angel?" You whined in disbelief.

"Yea and it's just -" he scooted closer to you and held your hands in his. Your heart skipped some beats. You suddenly started feeling so much warmth radiating from him,showering you with his aura.

"It's just-what Jaemin?" you mumbled softly.

"It's just..you happened to turn out to be an angel in my life y/n.. Let me cherish you before it's way too late. I-I've already wasted enough time playing aroun-" You cut him off placing your lips over his. His lips pulled out a faint smile before engaging with sync of your lips.

"I'm the devil of your life,sir....." you remarked biting his lower lip with a smug.

P.s: So should I make a side blog for posting footballers oneshots or this one would do fine with both? And again sorry for ruining the ending

#kpop scenarios #nct dream #nct scenarios #jaemin #nct jaemin #nct lucas #nct taeyong #nct x you #nct fanfic #nct smut #nct moodboard #nct fluff #superm smut #nctzen #nct yuta #nct angst

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xotaemintol · 11 months

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FEEL IT TAEMIN X READER

Pronouns used: None!

TWS: maybe slight overstimulation? Squirting, unprotected sex, and cursing (obvi)

Word count: 1192

Plot: No plot, just smut, the original plot was Taemin coming back home from a trip to you masturbating at his piano, but I cut the plot for now because who knows when I’ll finally finish it? So for now, here’s the juicy parts until I finish the full thing.

Your legs tremble as your body begins to burn, your soft cries turn into quiet moans and as he puts your legs over his shoulders, your back arches until only your head and hips touch the couch. "Oh god...Taemin..." Your eyes water as he thrusts deeper into you while looking in your eyes, the pleasure triples making you fall silent, "I love you...I love you so much," he breathes out, his eyes are barely open as he inhale and exhales deeply, soft moans tangle with his heavy breaths creating an angelic sound that make you throb around him. "So...good..." you mutter as your eyes roll back and you pout, the desperate look on your face makes him whine and lean his head back, no sounds come from either of you, neither of you can think, all you can do is feel. The intense feeling of pleasure makes you both tremble, too deep to even form a single thought.

You glance at each other for a second before that ecstasy like feeling crashes down on both of you again, you gasp and cry out as you turn your head away from him and push against his torso, chills run down your spine and cover your body as your legs begin to shake. "Tae...Taemin..." he grunts and puts his hand on the couch to keep himself from crumbling over as a wave of euphoria washes over him, the sound of you saying his name makes him want to burst. "F-Fuck...say it again...say my name..." you shake your head but do as he said, calling out his name in between short, labored breaths. A string of moans, curses, and praises follow behind his name, slurring together as you begin to leak on the sofa, "you're so good Taemin...you...you feel so good, you're oh my god!" You cover your mouth as he goes faster, the gratification of you praising him in such a lewd way makes him feel so powerful.

"Do you like it like this?" He asks while slowing down just a little, he leans down closer to you, his body almost draping over yours as he places one hand on the arm of the sofa, and the other beside your head. "Is this good? Do you want more?" You place your hand on his shoulder, weakly gripping it as you nod your head silently, "good...good...good..." you chant, "so good...you're...you're the best," you wrap your arms around him, pulling him closer for a messy kiss, your lips crash against each other and he moans into your mouth, without thinking about it, you wrap your legs around his waist tightly, an unbelievable amount of warmth spreads in your lower back and stomach, letting you know that you're getting closer. "I love it...I love it, I love it, I love it!" You pull away nuzzling your face into his shoulder and neck, out of pure and raw lust, you bite down on his shoulder and moan into his skin sweaty: "I love you."

Taemin curses and tries his best to keep his body up straight, chills rush from the tip of his spine all the way to the back of his head, his body trembles as he swallows hard, quietly moaning as you lay underneath him, the feeling of you wrapping around him so tightly and uncontrollably, and unexpectedly clenching and unclenching around him, the feeling of the liquids inside of you spilling and building up makes him feel like he's going to melt. And the moment you bite down on his shoulder and whisper softly: "I love you," he whimpers loudly and leans back up, Taemin pulls your hips up with him and leads you to sit on top of him. As soon as you do he sits on the couch and puts his hands under your thighs, "c'mon baby, ride me..." you basically purr as you struggle to move, Taemin knew you'd struggle but loves the feeling of you on top of him, so he helps by moving you up and down with his hands and thrusting up inside of you.

The sound of your skin slapping together and his soft moans makes your body weak, you're already so close and when you look at his face and see the distorted look of pleasure and desperation, you fall apart immediately and lean into him again, "I...I'm gonna cum..." chills wash over your body as you leak down him, your liquids wet his thighs and torso as you crumble and your orgasm takes over. You cry out and lean your forehead against his shoulder, at first you're silent but then it hits you like a ton of bricks, that unbelievable and unimaginable amount of pleasure, you wrap your arms around him and throw your head back, moaning loudly as he fucks you through your orgasm, pushing you to the point of squirting, "Tae...Taemin! Taemin! Please! Wait!" You look at him and then throw your head back again, digging your nails into his skin as you start to bounce with his harsh movements.

"You're so pretty," he says, "you feel so good...you feel like...oh fuck...you feel so good," Taemin's eyes roll back as he becomes just as broken as you, the feeling of you gushing uncontrollably brings him past his peak. He grips your thighs harder and his mouth falls open but no noise comes out, you feel so unbelievable. Every time he's inside of you it's like the first time all over again, the amount of pleasure he feels with every thrust doubles as your voice rocks his body, the heat melts him as he becomes a puddle inside of you, before he can stop it out of pure and raw lust he pulls you down onto him harder and begins to slam into you so hard that you stop breathing, cumming inside of you as deep as he possibly could. "F...fuck..." he draws out a deep breath and keeps going, pushing past the rising sensitivity to fuck the both of you out past the point of return.

"Taemin! Taemin! I can't!" You try to stop him, although you don't really want him to, but he keeps going, his thrusts become less calculated and become more messy and aimless, yet deeper and longer. "No no no, you can take it baby, you can do it for me baby," he looks at you with the most earthshakingly sexual look on his face possible, his eyebrows turnt up, his lips curled into a mixture between a pout and a fucked up smile, and his eyes half lidded and clouded with lust and passion as he adds: "can't you baby?" You curse loudly and nod your head, rolling your hips against him with no thoughts at all, "good girl, my good girl..." your body shakes and as a final stitch to keep itself from falling before he stopped, you cling to him. "Fuck...fuck you..you feel so good!" He chuckles softly, holding you tightly as he finally slows down, until he comes to a complete stop.

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headintheclouds-posts · 1 year

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hiii luv <33

can you do a smutty thingy with kai (from exo) where the reader gives him a handjob/blowjob while he's working ??

big fan here btw :33

Hello sweetie, thank you so much <3 I hope you enjoy

Smutty, some swearing.

Your currently curled up on the old leather sofa that sat in the corner of the studio waiting for your boyfriend to finish recording for the day. He was about to be releasing a new track and was currently working on adding the finishing touches to the song.

You don't even know how long you had been waiting at this point, but you could feel the boredom taking its toll on you as you scroll mindlessly through Tiktok.

Soon enough a familiar song plays through your device and you find yourself staring at your own boyfriends famous fan-cam for his groups hit song 'Love Shot'. You can't help but stare as his fit body moves to the music causing heat to rise up on your cheeks.

Your eyes flicker up to look at the man in question who still working on his song, not knowing the affect he was having you. You start to take in his features, the way he bites down on his bottom lip to concentrate or the strong hands holding on to the arm rest, causing the veins to stick out.

'Fuck, he's pretty' you think to yourself before pulling yourself off the sofa. The need to show him the affect he had on you grew as you make your way under the desk slowly, unable to control yourself.

Soon enough your face to face with his crotch and you bring your hand to his bulge, rubbing your palm against it. The action caused him to jump slightly as he looks down at your not so innocent face.

No words are said between you and he smirks at your knowing look before pulling his chair back into a more comfortable position. You waste no time unbuttoning his trousers and sliding them along with his boxers down past his knees.

Though you had seen his naked body many times, you still found yourself shocked at his size. His member was long and thick and it made your mouth salivate at the size of it.

It one swift movement you wrapped your hand at the base of his shaft and took the tip in your mouth, sucking hard, causing him to shift beneath you.

“Shit, baby” he grunts as his hips jerk towards you, hoping to get more of himself between your lips. You used your hand holding the shaft to pump him more as you sucked more on the top, contorting your tongue to lap up his pre-cum.

You eventually started working your way down his member, hollowing out your cheeks and moaning against him which caused sensual vibrations to run through his body and he groaned loudly in ecstasy at the feeling.

At this point, his hand had found it’s way to grasp your hair, tugging slightly when you teased him. You slowly take more of him in your mouth, trying to fit as much of him in as possible, this act alone made him grunt and shift beneath you.

Your hands pumped what your mouth couldn’t fit and you bobbed your heads at a steady pace, licking and sucking against his shaft. Eventually you felt his body tense beneath you and his hand gripped harder against your hair.

“Baby, I’m so fucking close” he gasped as his breath became more ragged. It wasn’t long before he became undone inside your mouth, letting out loud curses and moans.

You slowly stood up afterwards and moved forward to caress his face as he tried to collect himself which was proving difficult.

“You’re perfect you know that” he says, pulling up his trousers and pressing a kiss against the tip of your nose.

“Actually I think it’s you that’s perfect” you respond as he envelopes you in a warm hug.

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smxtncity · 2 years

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established relationship! mark x afab reader, angst, smut.

use of toys, unprotected sex (wrap it up peepss), thigh riding 👀, fingering, mentions of weight loss!, handjob, MINORS DNI

3.5k words

"Baby, I'm tired." Mark said softly and you whined under his touch, his hand grazed along your bare waist and you leaned back, "Markie, please?" You said softly under your breath and Mark whined back, "Babe, please stop." He said and you immediately pulled away as soon as he asked you to stop, "Is something wrong, love?" You asked him, now sitting on his lap and he shook his head softly, "I'm just tired." He said and yawned, "Can we please sleep?" He said and you smiled, kissing his cheek and leaning down so that you could go to your place, "Good night." Mark said and shut the lamp off, "Good night, love." You said and then you felt his lips graze your forehead, he planted an undeniable kiss and then played with your hair, "I'm sorry." He said softly and you looked up at him, "For what?" You asked him and he looked down, "I have been a bad boyfriend the past week or two. I'm sorry I turned you down like that." He said and you shook your head, "I understand, love." You said and played with his knuckles, "You're just tired from work, aren't you?" You asked him and he sighed, "Work is-" He said and paused, taking in a deep breath, "Work is a personal hellhole."

"It'll be fine, babe." You tried reassuring him and he just chuckled in empty amusement, "Let's just sleep." He said and closed his eyes, as he kept soothing your hair.

And after that weeks went by, you would wait for him but ultimately you would end up sleeping, he would arrive late night. He'd plant kisses all over your face and then proceed to sleep beside you, legs tired from all the practice and voice hoarse. He missed your touch and he missed seeing you talk. He missed being around you when you were awake, he hated coming home late only and seeing you asleep in the most twisted way possible because he knew you were waiting for him.

He had started rationing time before, he used to always be home by dinner. It's the one thing he had promised you he'd do, eat dinner with you but seeing how he couldn't follow through frustrated him. His portions of dinner were always laid out on the table, he'd sigh when he'd see the seran wrap around the bowl, a small note which you wrote for him. Practices were eating at him now, work just being a flow of time and not fun anymore because of how much he wished he was home instead of where he was.

It broke his heart when he saw you sleeping, he'd then lay down beside you and read all the texts you had sent him all day long. "Babe, I made a cake for you!!" One of the texts read and he sighed, scrolling further, "Mark, I miss you." The other one said and he felt a stray tear slip past his eyes. Even when he was holding you, he missed you. He hadn't spoken to you properly in days, hadn't made love to you in months. The last time he saw you awake was when he turned you down, he didn't mean to. He didn't want to, but part of him just wanted a conversation instead of sex, just you telling him he'll be fine but he couldn't help himself now, when your body brushed against his, he couldn't help but want you, his eyes wandering down your body.

He kissed your forehead again, and closed his eyes, falling asleep beside you, hoping maybe tomorrow he would be able to make up to you.

But when he reached work the next day, the scenario wasn't something he expected, Jaehyun had a slight row with Johnny which ruined everyone's mood, practices went derailed and then they lasted longer than he had expected.

He knew as he drove back that you'd probably be asleep by the time he reached home. His eyes fell on the clock in the middle of his dashboard and he stopped the car, he leaned back in his seat and breathed in, his phone chimed, he picked it up and looked down, "Where are you?" The text read and it was from you, a sense of relief washed over him as he rushed home, he was driving as cautiously but as fast as he could. He wanted to see you, no, he needed to see you. His eyes glimmered as he thought about you and the smile on your face.

When he entered the house, you weren't in the living room, the food in seran wrap again, but as he walked closer to your shared bedroom he heard soft sighs, he could hear you and how your breath hitched, "Mark-" You moaned his name and he froze, the door ajar he could see you as you pleasured yourself.

The pink vibrator he had bought you was inside you, your fingers rubbing over your clit, he watched you as your fingers moved, you kept moaning his name repeatedly, your eyes closed as you constantly kept yourself up. He gulped wondering if he should go in or not, his eyes then shifted, feeling like he was invading your privacy but then he couldn't help himself, you heard the soft patting of the floor that was created by his socks. Your eyes fluttered open and you felt like you were in a dream, your throat got caught in itself as he stared down at you, "Do you moan my name like that everyday?" He asked and you gulped, leaning back as he started crawling on the bed.

"You know, I told you. There's one rule, don't touch yourself, is it that hard?" He asked rhetorically, he pulled the vibrator out of you, placing it on the nightstand, his eyes softened when he looked down at you, his lips grazed over your shoulder and you shuddered. He loved the way your body would react to his touch, your back arching almost instantly as he touched you in the slightest form. "Babe, you don't have to do this if you're tired." You whispered in his ear and he felt something snap inside him.

You were never one to ask him to stop and you were never one to be crawling back in bed. You were never one to use the toy he had bought you. He remembered every detail of the day he bought the thing home, he remembered how your eyebrows were furrowed, "I wouldn't even use this." You had said to him angrily, "You're all I need." You had told him and kissed his cheek. He then remembered how he had taken you on the couch later when you had said that to him.

But today he felt like he failed at something even when you were showing concern for him, his arm hooked your leg, he looked down at you hungrily, his eyes dark with lust and emotions. He captured your lips, you responded back, your fingers circled around his nape, "I want you so bad." He whispered in your ear when he pulled away. His shirt was on your body, your shoulders visible because of how loose it was, it fell off your upper body. It was a white button up, stripes of black in between, it hugged your curves, he sighed at the way the shirt perked up slightly on your chest, he slipped his hand in and rolled the pad of his thumb over your nipple, his eyes tracing your face as you closed your eyes and shuddered under his touch. "Love, you seriously don't have to." You whimpered and he looked up at you, "You're tired aren't you?" You asked him softly and he shook his head, "I'm not."

"But you are, Mark." You whispered and kissed his cheek, he lay down on your chest, looking up at you, "I want to." He said softly and you raised an eyebrow at him, "I want to have sex. I don't know why but I just-" He stopped and breathed in, "I feel dejected because you used the vibrator. Of course I bought it for you to use but you said you'd never use it because you have me and even when I'm around you-" Your hand wrapped around his jaw and you smiled, "I'm sorry, baby." You whispered, "In my defence, you should be best friends with that little dude. It gets stuff done." You said and he pouted, "Go have sex with it then."

"Why are you mad? That's not your enemy! That's your ally!" You sat up and he laughed slightly, "Plus you bought him yourself!" You said and Mark nodded.

"Did you eat?" You asked him, he laid down on your lap, your fingers in his hair, "No, I really just wanted to see you." He said and you kissed his forehead, "Baby, I'm sorry I fell asleep early-"

"Why would you be sorry for that? Is this what our relationship has become? Saying sorry to each other?" Mark said a little too loud for your liking, your hand froze and you looked down at him, "What do you want from me then?" You pulled away from him, "What do you want, Mark?"

"Baby, I-"

"It's work, I understand, okay? But I need you at home too. Two months! Two months you've been in Seoul and you haven't spoken to me once properly, you haven't touched me and I use a vibrator that you bought and you're getting mad at me? Do you know how unfair that is to me? What do you want me to say if not sorry? I'm sorry I have needs, I'm sorry I need you and I'm sorry that I keep waiting. I am an asshole for doing that." You wailed and got up, you didn't notice when the tears had started falling, "I work in the same goddamn field and somehow I am always busy too, but I never skimped on my part of the relationship, Mark! You did." You looked away from him, not wanting to say this to his face, "I don't know what you expect from me, but I can't do this anymore, alright?" You said softly and walked out of the room, not wanting to even listen to his pleas, Mark walked behind you, you could hear him.

He pulled you by the arm, and pushed you against the nearest wall he could find, his grip tightened around your arm and you winced as a little bit of blood flow stopped, he was quick to lighten his grip, "I'll do anything to make it up to you. I love you." He said, his face inched closer to yours, your arms wrapped around his shoulder travelling up to his hair, both your breaths were ragged, "Stop talking then." You whispered and he leaned in, lips moulding into yours. You could feel his breath hitch, as the both of you kissed each other as if there was no tomorrow, Mark's arm hooked around your legs and you were quick to jump and wrap yourself around his waist, your hand slipped down and pulled his shirt up over his head, you leaned down to kiss him again, hands now tracing his upper body.

He felt more muscular than before, there were obvious abs on his torso and you pulled away, marvelling the sight in front of you, "Where did these come from?" You asked him softly and he giggled, "You like?"

"I liked you even without them but now-" You breathed in softly, "I want you so bad." You whispered and leaned back in, "How-"

"Johnny hyung, workouts." He replied as curtly as he could as he walked towards your shared bedroom, lips all over your body, his hands were still on your legs, he laid you down gently, your body still connected to his as he kissed down your collarbones. "Did you lose weight?" He asked softly and you groaned, "Just a little."

"Why?" He stopped and looked directly at you, "Skipped dinner a few times." You whispered and he was the one to groan now, "Fuck, that's my fault too, isn't it?" He mumbled and you sighed, "No babe, it's not." You sat up and kissed him, "I swear it's not." You whispered and kept kissing him till he kissed you back, he leaned down pushing you down too, "Don't skip meals, please." He said and caressed your cheek, you nodded and connected your lips with his again, your arms circled around his form, your fingers ran in his hair and he had never felt more at peace before.

He leaned down and started unbuttoning the shirt, his eyes fixed on your form. He ran his fingers over your entire body before he reached your core, he pushed a singular digit into you and you jerked forward, "Baby, come here." You mumbled and he pulled himself up, before inserting another finger and picking up a rather slow and deep pace, you kissed him. This is where you belonged, his arms, this way, you wanted nothing more than him in the moment, every moment you had spent alone and every moment you had spent in agony because he wasn't there vanished just like that.

He added another finger and your breath hitched, he stared down at your face which was scrunched in pleasure, distraught moans left your lips and he knew he wanted nothing more than this. He missed seeing you flail under his touch, your back arched, your chest meeting his and he knew you were close. Your body was a book that he had studied thoroughly, knowing every nook and curve. "Mark, I love you." You whispered and he smiled, kissing your shoulder as you came undone over his fingers, he missed the sound of your voice this way. He missed the way you'd say you loved him every time he made you feel pleased.

He saw how your eyes fluttered open and you stared at him as if he was the most wonderful man in the world, you smiled at him, and your hand ran down his upper body, you pulled yourself closer to him and sat up, sitting in his lap, you kissed his neck, alternating between kissing and licking you saw how he tilted his head to give you access and you marked him down, his hands wrapped around your waist, nails digging as you kept touching him, your hand on his nape. You grinded against his clothed member and he moaned softly, your fingers then travelled down his body, "Babe, I wanna try something." You said and Mark looked down at you, "What is it?"

"Sit on the edge of the bed, please." You said and he complied, you spread his legs, placing yourself on his right thigh, you could feel how anxious he grew when you did that. He could feel your wetness soak through the material of his jeans. "You wanna ride my thigh?" He asked and you nodded softly, "I have wanted to do this for so long." You said and he giggled, "Just tell me if you wanna try something." He said and flexed his muscles, you could feel the pressure travel to your core, you moaned and jerked forward, holding onto his shoulders for support. "Is that good?"

"That's so good, babe." You whispered in his ear and he continued flexing and relaxing his thigh as you grinded against him, he guided you as you reached your high and you could see the wet patch evident on his thigh.

Your hand travelled down to his belt and you pulled it. Mark stared at you, wondering if it was the lack of touch that made you this way or were you just really desperate that he get off too. As he marvelled you, your hands wrapped around his length and he was brought back to reality, you smeared the pre cum over his tip and jerked him off.

You had always been confident when you wanted something, Mark remembered when the both of you first had sex, he remembered how adamant you were about being eaten out and he complied, it was one of the things he loved about you, he saw how you would please him even if your chest was heaving heavily. He lost it when he looked down and saw you wrapping your other hand around his length, his head falling back as you worked him. His eyes closed at how pleased he felt, your name leaving his lips like a chant as he came closer to his finish.

"Fuck-" He moaned loudly, replacing the soft grunts and sighed, ropes of white emerged on his tip and you collected his release on your fingers sucking them off. He stared at you, eyes in a daze, his arms then wrapped around your waist, he held you up and pushed you down, nipping on your neck aggressively.

He pushed you against the headboard and held both your wrists above your head, you spread your legs for him, he looked down at your cunt and then looked up at you, his hair slicked back from sweat, "You drive me fucking crazy, you know that?" He mumbled as he pushed his tip into you.

Your eyes closed, he felt so good. He could do this to you for days and you'd still want him just as much. He pushed inside you rather slowly, strangled whines about wanting him inside you left your mouth, pleading him to go faster, but he continued his slow assault, pushing himself inch by inch so that you could feel all of him.

After what felt like ages he finally bottomed out inside you, a high pitched moan escaped his lips, "Fuck you're so tight." He mumbled and you leaned back, his chest in your view. Mark pushed you down, your back landed on the pillow and you wrapped your legs around his waist. He kissed you, tongues mingling and flavours exchanging, you moaned once he started moving, his thrusts slow but deep. You had never felt this way with him before.

You had never felt this connected to him before, of course both of you had sex before but tonight was something different, you could feel how every muscle of his body would tense under your touch and he could feel how you convusled around him, he could feel how your shoulder blades met his and how your back arched into him, wanting to feel him closer. He wrapped his arms around your torso and kissed you in the sweetest way one could imagine. The kiss you shared as he thrusted inside you was one that conveyed his emotions, strangled groans left his lips as he kissed you and you responded, your moans matching his. You leaned back as he fastened, his hips bucking up at a desirable pace.

You could feel your vision turning into spots by how amazed you felt, he was in all the right places, reaching deep inside you. When you opened your eyes, you looked up at him, his eyes were hooded, but he kept his gaze locked with yours and you swore you had witnessed a moment you would never want to forget, his breathing became ragged as he kept thrusting into you, both your bodies covered with a thin sheen of sweat. Your hand reached his chest, you could feel his heartbeat against your palm, you looked up at him and he smiled, "I love you so much, Y/n." Mark whispered and you just moaned in response, knot forming in your stomach, you clenched around him. His eyes closed, his grunts changed to moans and a string of curse words left his lips. His thrusts became unsteady and he breathed in harshly, "Are you close?" He asked and you nodded, nails digging into the pillowcase behind you, he took your hand and placed it on his back, he leaned down and kissed you again, "I love you too." You whimpered as the knot untied inside you, your nails dug into his skin as he thrusted inside you softly, reaching his own high.

You hissed as he came inside you, ropes of white painting your walls, you breathed in harshly, the warmth of his skin so soft and close to yours. He kissed your cheek and then your forehead before pulling out gently and laying down beside you. He opened his arms and you crawled in, laying on his chest as the both of you tried to gather your breaths, "That's the best sex we've ever had." You whispered and looked up at him, "Yeah?" He asked and you nodded, "I agree." He said and kissed the crown of your head.

"Are you gonna be home for dinner tomorrow?" You asked him, running your fingers over his chest and he nodded, "But babe-" He breathed in and smiled, "If skipping dinner everyday makes us have sex this good, I might as well not eat tomorrow!"

"And what about the day after?" You crawled up and he giggled nosing your jawline, "What if I said if you eat dinner with me, you get sex better than this?"

"I'll eat your portions too."

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Hot Mess | Kim Jongin (Kai)

5K Follower Series Ep. 27

Summary: You come home one night to find Kai naked in your bed… is he cheating on you?

Genre: Established relationship AU, smut

Word Count: 1k

Prompt: “Stop looking at me like that!”

“Kai? Where are you, baby?”

No response. The entire downstairs was dark. And silent.

You pulled out your tight ponytail, letting your wavy hair fall loose over your shoulders.

Work had been tough. You couldn’t wait to curl up and watch your hot boyfriend Kai work out – that always made you feel better.

In the gloom, the house felt alien, like it was somebody else’s, and you were intruding.

You wandered towards the stairs. Kai’s favourite Gucci jacket was hanging from the bannister. A chill ran down your spine. He never left home without it.

“Baby?” You walked up the stairs. Kai’s Balenciaga belt was coiled snake-like on the top stair. You were getting really freaked now.

That’s when you noticed them - the soft grunts coming from your bedroom door. Your heart fell to the floor. You’d know that deep voice anywhere.

Was Kai… cheating on you? This couldn’t be happening!

Tears were already pricking your eyes. You imagined Kai in there with some supermodel, his head between her legs, getting mess all over your sheets. You felt sick.

You took a deep breath, and yanked the bedroom door open.

You gasped.

Kai was lying on the bed, completely naked, his brown skin glowing against the white duvet cover. His eyes were squeezed shut in pleasure, his cheeks were flushed, and his hand was wrapped around his penis.

“Where is she?” You screamed, looking around the room to find the person Kai was cheating on you with. “Come and face me like a woman, you homewrecker!”

When Kai heard your voice, he bolted upright, the muscles on his abdomen flexing with the effort.

“Hey, baby, I didn’t hear you come in. Come and join me,” Kai said. He smirked sexily, but you weren’t having it.

“Join you?” You snapped, getting angrier by the second. “First you cheat on me and now you want me to join you in bed with your mistress! Fuck off!”

Kai frowned, looking adorably confused despite his naked state. “Cheat on you? What are you talking about?”

“You-“ you gestured wildly at his nakedness. “Having sex with… god, where are you hiding her?”

You dropped down to your knees and looked under the bed for the mystery woman. She had to be somewhere.

Realisation dawned upon Kai. He jumped off the bed and gently pulled you up to standing.

“Babe,” he said, gazing at you warmly. “I’m not cheating on you. There’s no-one else here.”

Your mouth dropped open. “Then why are you naked? What about all those moans?”

Kai rubbed the back of his neck, blushing. “I was just having some… intimate time… with myself. I like to do it naked. It… feels better.”

You stared at him, your face a mixture of shock and disgust.

“Hey,” Kai said, nudging your shoulder. “Stop looking at me like that. Everyone masturbates.”

“Oh my god!” you cried. “I thought you were cheating on me, when all you were doing was jerking off? You idiot!”

You grabbed a pillow off the bed and whacked Kai on his naked butt. “I can’t believe you!”

Kai laughed, deep and manly. “I can’t believe you think I’d cheat on you. I’m crazy about you, Y/n.”

You whacked him again. “I almost had a heart attack!”

Mad with rage, you whacked him on his front too.

Kai let out a half-yelp, half-moan. “You just hit my dick!” He said, chucking. “Actually that felt kinda good. Do it again?”

You gasped. “You pervert!”

It was getting harder to hold in your smile. This was almost funny. “I can’t believe you’re getting off on this!” you groaned, your smile breaking through.

“Come ‘ere, you,” he grunted. He wrapped his strong arms around your waist and pulled you onto the bed with him.

He attacked your neck with kisses, making you both breathless with laughter.

You rolled around on the bed in a hot tangle. You don’t know whose fingers did what… but soon, you were just as naked as him.

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After, you lay in each other’s arms, limbs intertwined, trying to catch your breath.

The bedside table fan hummed softly, but it did nothing to ease the heat radiating off your bodies. Your heartbeats were the only sound.

Kai was absentmindedly drawing patterns on your arm, eyes closed, singing to himself – the way he always did after sex.

You let your eyes wander down his smooth neck, and across his sculpted chest. You gazed at his brown skin and the ripples of muscles in his taut stomach. Your tummy tingled in appreciation.

You looked lower and lower, at his belly button piercing, at the V shape leading right down to his massive-

“I know you’re checking me out.” Kai said.

You giggled. “Busted.”

“Round two?” He asked, pushing himself up on one elbow so that he could look at you. “You know you want to.”

Kai twirled a curl of your hair between his fingers and followed it down to where it came to your chest. His fingers brushed against your nipple, sending sparks flying down your spine.

“You’re not tired?” You whispered.

Kai smiled a lazy, sexy smile. He rolled you over so that he was lying on top of you, and dipped his lips to your neck.

“For you? Never.”

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taeyongsfemdom · 1 year

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| A Deal With The Devil |

●femdom!readerxsub!taeyong & older!male character

●contains: taeyong gets fucked by an older man (if not your speed, then don't read) bdsm, light electrocution, cunnilingus, vibrators, orgasm denial, degration, cuck-holding. dollification mention! Also y/n is the boss of a sex toy company and is super rich (don't ask lmao) just pure FILTH

●this the story that was supposed to come out after "Just One Touch" but I got real busy with school while writing this (actually graduating college this semester woo-hoo 🎓) and actually forgot about it until recently, so I got back on it! Anyway I hope ya'll like it!

●also I made an outfit reference (an outfit that taeyong wore obviously) hopefully ya'll caught it

"Why does today have to be so stressful?" Your whole company was in a frazzled state due to your boss's big visit, Mr. Charles J. Swan, one of the biggest names in the sex toy industry who definitely had you as a favorite when it came to company visits.

"MARK! GET THIS TEAM TOGETHER PLEASE!" You had seven other boys running around your office building trying to clean everything up for the big visit and were beyond stressed the entire but you had your wonderful assistant Mark Lee by your side, such a big sweetheart who always kept you calm when times got crazy

"Don't worry Ms. y/n! I got this under control, Mr. Swan will be pleased like he always is, trust me on this" you gave him a sweet smile "Thank you Mark, I appreciate it, I really do. I don't know how I could run this place without you"

"Just go to your office and relax! We'll give you a call when he's here" you watched the craziness of the office die down a bit when he spoke to you

"I'll pray a bit while I'm in there" you said while heading to your office, opening the door and walking to your desk that was clean and organized, your eyes going straight to the framed picture of Taeyong in an orange t-shirt while smiling as big as he can in the corner of your desk. He was your whole world and happiness that you experienced every time you came home from a crazy day at work like today, his beautiful smile and big brown doe eyes just looking at you when you walk in the door "I wish my little rose was here with me, cute thing is my good luck charm" you started to daydream as your phone dinged with a notification from Mark saying "He's here!"

"Kill me now, oh my fucking god"

A whole hour passed while you were walking with Mr. Swan. He was an older, tall, handsome, dark-skinned man with black hair with broad shoulders and brown eyes who was definitely a hit with the ladies, but he had a small secret….he was a questionable man behind closed doors. "The building is looking wonderful Ms. Y/n, running like a well oiled machine" you gave a small sigh of relief "But, I do want to talk to you in your office for a brief moment and trust me, it's nothing bad" your day just couldn't get any better, can it?

The both of you head right into your office, Mr. Swan going in first and you follow him right after. One thing you knew about him is that the man chose to be arrogant at times when he felt like it, he'll be sweet most of the time, but becomes cocky quite quick.

"You know Ms. Y/N, your company is in great shape and I always give such a good rating of all my buildings that I own but something isn't feeling right over here and I might have to give this location a low rating"

"Sir, but why? We always get a 5 star rating from you! What's going on? You said everything was good" the confusion was stuck on your face for a solid few seconds

"I know but something needs to be done in order for a good review, so I would love to have an exchange be done with you Ms. Y/N" you raise an eyebrow

"Which is?...."

Mr. Swan's eyes go straight to the framed picture of Taeyong on your desk, his lips turning into an evil smirk

"Who is this pretty little thing sitting on your desk right here? I'm assuming he's the one you do all the test runs of your toys on, hm?"

"T...that's just a friend of mine, his name is Taeyong and we both live with each other"

"So he's your boyfriend?" He said while chuckling, trying to get you to spill the beans on your secret yet sexual relationship with Taeyong

"Sir, he's just a friend of mine that I spend a lot of time with"

"So a boyfriend?....."

"Well yes…no…maybe…doesn't matter! Why do you want to know?"

"He probably is your boyfriend and you don't want to admit it, also I have made my decision!" your eyebrow quirks up while you listen.

"Let me play with the boy…."

"E..excuse me?"

"You heard me, if you want that perfect review that I always give you, bring Taeyong to my house this evening so you and I can have some fun with him….do we have a deal? If you deny my offer then you can kiss Mr. Mark Lee goodbye because I can make you fire him on the spot"

Your eyes widened in shock, you couldn't lose Mark. He was one of the reasons why your company was well-organized and coordinated minus how chaotic the building could get "Mr. Swan!!! I-" he cut you off with his finger pressed against your lips "You heard what I said….I want the boy" Your boss's request left you speechless. You were basically gonna hand him your sweet angel for his own pleasure, and on top of that, he was a straight man with a whole sugar baby who's out for his money, you just couldn't wrap your head around it.

"Mr. Swan, please sir, Taeyong is not a doll He's….only mine" that was a massive lie you told because he really is just a sex toy that you use everytime you come home "I don't think I wanna do that and on top of that sir, aren't you dating a woman currently? Very shocked that you would ask that question to me"

"Y/n I know you've always wanted to have a duo dom session, I can read you like a book everytime I see you and I sent her on a trip to Hawaii, she is only a sugar baby, so she won't know. Has Taeyong ever been with an older man before or dealt with an older partner? I will give you a warning, I WILL break him" he let out an evil chuckle "You know how rough I can be with brand new toys, so what do you say?"

You looked at your nude acrylic nail set that was freshly done and you fidgeted your hands around from the nervousness inside you but you finally came to making a decision ~I can't lose Mark, I just can't...I really can't believe I'm doing this~

"You have my word..." your heart raced for a minute as he stood up from your desk with open arms

"WONDERFUL!! The both of you better arrive on time at my home at 8 PM and no later than, understood?" He got up from the desk and lifted your chin up, forcing you to look up at him "Yes sir" I said confidently "Good girl" the tall man headed out your door "I don't think he's ready for what I have in store for him, plus you're gonna be assisting me obviously, you know how much he can take" You nodded but got up from your seat quickly, walking in front of the man "I know you're in charge of me but I wanna set a few things straight" your face became serious as you got chest to chest, eyes going straight to his "I don't know if you understand how important Taeyong is to me, and he's possibly the most beautiful and innocent human being to walk this shit-hole that we call earth. But if he gets hurt in anyway possible, I WILL crack both of your nuts in half and cut your dick off so you won't be able to nut in another prostitute that you pay to suck your dick every week for money, You got that?

All he did was give a light giggle and a smirk "You don't have to worry about that Y/N, the boy won't get hurt. He'll be in good hands"

"I sure fucking hope so, because I swear to god" He looked at you yet again as he walked out "Also, bring a suitcase with stuff for you and him, you two are gonna be with me for a while"

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Before you knew it a whole day had passed. It was the evening that finally came, you were driving to Mr. Swan's house to deal with Taeyong sitting in your front seat looking out the window watching the sunset just looking so innocent. He was literally the cutest thing you've ever seen, he was wearing a white t-shirt with blue jeans, his hair combed nicely with a small bedazzled rose hair clip that you gave him that he used to keep his hair pulled back since it it was getting quite long, but he still looked adorable as ever, you were just conflicted on the fact that your boss was about to steal that innocence away from him. You had your hair in a high ponytail with your makeup done, a sheer black cocktail dress with a Celine leather jacket with metal accents along with a pair white high heels hovering over the gas pedal.

"So, who am I meeting again?"

"Mr. Charles Swan, he's my boss that makes a visit from time to time to make sure everything is running smoothly at the company! He's a very nice man and he's been wanting to meet you for a while actually"

"Oh that's exciting! I bet he's a nice man!"

You never told Taeyong the real reason why you two were going to visit your boss so late in the evening. You let out a small sigh as you pulled into the driveway of the Swan mansion, the house was massive, but it looked like he had renovations done since the last time you visited him.

"We're here finally"

"Such a big and beautiful home!" you looked at Taeyong with a small smile, your hand touching his thigh, he looked at you with a shy smile. "You let me know if something doesn't feel right, okay? We can go home if you feel uncomfortable sweetheart, understand?"

"Yes ma'am, I understand"

"That's my good boy" the both of you head out the car and to the front door, your hand ringing the doorbell. "Hopefully he heard! That man does get stuck on the phone pretty often."

"Yes sweetheart I'll send your $500 tomorrow! I already gave you a deposit before I sent you to Hawaii for the week, give me some time…COMING!"

"DADDY I WANT MY MONEY NOW!!!"

"You will get it! I'll talk to you tomorrow" He said while opening the door for his two special guests while putting his phone away in his pocket

"Y/N! Welcome! And you look quite beautiful this evening as well. Sorry for the wait, I had call to take care of" The man was wearing a gray suit, his eyes looking dark when they landed on the very innocent and oblivious Taeyong

"And this must be Taeyong" The man gave a predatory smile while looking at the petite boy, his eyes scanning every feature from his jawline to his shoes

"What a handsome young man you are, I can see why Y/N always talks about you"

A small blush appeared on his face when he received the compliment, his brown eyes getting glued to the ground.

"Someone is quite shy this evening aren't they?" Mr. Swan said while walking us inside to his office den area which was deep in his mansion, the sound of your heels clicking against the marble floor.

"He tends to be a little shy when he gets a compliment, he gets them quite often actually" You said as you took off your leather jacket and sat it on a coat rack and placed the large suitcase in the corner.

"You think he'll receive them quite a bit tonight if he behaves? Or we'll have to punish him?"

"P..punish?" Taeyong stuttered as he watched you close the door and lock it, his hair getting pulled tightly and his body being pushed onto the ground by Mr. Swan who was way stronger than he was "A…AHHHH!!!!!! OW!!!!" The boy screamed as you held him by his shoulders to make sure that he doesn't scurry away from the both of you.

"Let's set some ground rules here pet" Swan said while pulling Taeyong's hair back so he can look at him in the eyes

"You will address me as Sir and her as Mistress, just like you do at home, you will be doing everything we say and if you behave, we will reward you, but if not….there will be punishment arranged"

"What do you say to him Taeyong?"

"Y..yes sir, I'll be good!"

"Good boy… you know Y/N told me that you were quite obedient, so I wanted to experience it myself. I've been having my eyes on you for long time Taeyong, the day finally came where I finally got my hands on you" You looked at him with your arms crossed as he got up off the floor and grabbed some red rope out of a drawer and handed it to you "Go ahead and start tying his hands behind his back" you obeyed quickly and started working on wrapping up Taeyong's small wrists, doing your best at trying to make it tight, so that he doesn't move, you squatted down on your heels as you tied, your tight dress exposing the view of your panties.

"Now while she's doing that, how about we get this show started?" The man had his crotch right in front of Taeyong's face which had still had a light blush on it "Such a pretty little thing you are, just look at those plump lips you have and those big brown eyes...I wanna get a better view of them while those lips are wrapped around my cock. Don't you think that would be a good idea? Nod for me, please" He said while undoing his pants, a massive bulge visibly peeking through his underwear and then sliding it down to reveal his fat ten-inch cock, veins in clear view, shaft wide and girthy to the point where it would struggle to fit any hole near him, and balls that were definitely backed up with potent sperm that has been in there for longer than a week.

"Gonna take his big cock in your mouth baby boy? Hm? Show Master how good you are at sucking. You do a good job already with the dildos I bring home for you to try out along with the straps that I fuck you with every night"

Taeyong's mouth was already greedily open while nodding quickly just waiting to take the fat cock down his throat, his own cock in his pink undies throbbing and leaking pre-cum from being manhandled by his Master and Mistress, The blush on his face becoming a darker shade of red.

"He already has his mouth open for me, what a good little slut" he said as he shoved his cock into the needy boy's mouth, face-fucking him quite slow yet roughly the the point where the sloppiest noises escaped Taeyong's throat, his small tongue trying to lick every single inch of the whole thing without gagging, spit dripping onto his bare chest with a few tears leaving his pretty eyes that were glued to his Master.

"I fucking love these fat lips all over my cock, so soft and plush, I didn't even have to remind him to look at me while he sucks me off" Swan kept changing the pace of his thrusts to let the boy breathe "such beautiful sounds our little fuck-toy is making! I fucking love it" He eventually pulled himself out of his mouth since he knew there were more activities to be done "Y/N your gonna have to be careful with this one, I almost blew a thick load down his throat"

"Oh I know, he does turn into a little whore when dick gets brought up in a conversation, now what do you say to master? He let you have a taste of him since you've been a good boy" You already knew Taeyong wasn't gonna struggle with sucking someone off, either if it was your strap or another man's cock, the boy was pretty much pornstar material when it came to blowjobs since it was one of his favorite things to do when it came to pleasure.

"T...thank you for letting me suck your cock, sir"

"I'm definitely gonna have you thank me even more" he rubbed his thick tip across his plump lips.

An evil smile creeped on your lips as you pulled Taeyong off the floor "Wait Mr. Swan, I wanna look at that pretty face" your eyes look into his gorgeous brown ones that were soaked with fresh tears "Even after sucking cock you still look so pretty" you said as your finger wiped the tears away on his cheeks, your finger going into your mouth shortly after "Mmmmm I love how his tears taste"

"You think I was too rough with him Y/N? Not like I care though"

"I don't think you were rough enough actually, I think we should tenderize our little piece of meat" before Taeyong could look at you, your hand swatted him hard on the cheek "You having fun yet? Yeah? C'mon smile if you're having fun" you said as you kept slapping him across the face, Swan having a matching evil smirk as he watched you slap the poor boy's face "C'mon! Keep smiling! We're supposed to be having FUCKING GREAT TIME!? What do you say to Mistress for slapping you? Use your words, bitch"

"M..mhmm thank you mistress!!! Thank you for slapping me!"

"All you are to us is a piece of meat, isn't that right?" The man said while grabbing Taeyong's fluffy cheeks, forcing him to look at him in the eyes "YES SIR! I'm just a piece of meat for you and my beautiful mistress" a few little sniffles leaving his nose as you slapped him one more time.

Mr. Swan pushed the small boy onto the couch forcefully, his small peachy toned leg was lifted up and on top of Swan's shoulder "you think he's ready to be fucked now? I wanna shove my cock in him so bad and stretch out his little hole, but I think it's time you pleased your mistress too, what do you think Taeyong?" The boy gulped and looked at you with innocent eyes while your boss was ready to destroy the poor thing until he's crying "Y...yes sir, I want to please my mistress as well"

"That's a good boy, now you're gonna eat out your beautiful mistress until she cums on your face, understood? & don't you dare think about stopping because you will be punished for it, now what will you ask her?

"M..mistress may I please taste your wonderful pussy, I wanna make you feel good and make you cum!" You couldn't say no to the those precious brown eyes that sparkled when you looked into them "You better do a good fucking job and make me cum" your panties were already off, your leg crossing over his face with your glorius pussy touching his plump lips that already started devouring your dripping cunt "Oooohhh fuck! Just like that baby boy, just like that" This was just a normal routine for you, Taeyong always enjoyed when you forced him to eat you out and watching you come undone which gave him so much happiness "Look at the tongue go, boy just loves to taste you, doesn't he?"

"H..he's absolutely obsessed with my cunt!" You said as you saw a red zapper toy sitting on the side table by the couch along with the other toys Mr. Swan had spread out for you and him to use on Taeyong, you pressed the tip of the zapper against his chest and a spark of electricity touched his soft skin

"AAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHH!!!!"

"Awwww did you like that? Do you like it when your mistress hurts you, baby boy?" You touched his body again with the zapper while Swan teased Taeyong's tight little ass with his cock "YES MISTRESS! I LOVE WHEN YOU HURT ME! P...please do it more" he felt the thick tip pressing against his hole and shifted around so Mr. Swan can have the best access "Sir, please fuck me with giant cock! I want you to ruin me!" Swan's inner beast was easily awoken when the little boy said those words "I am going to ruin you….I've been waiting to do this for months!" Before Taeyong could respond, his eyes widened quickly as the massive cock filled his ass along with a harsh stretch that didn't really bother him due to the fact that he bounces on dildos when his Mistress isn't home "Awwwwwww look at him taking such a big cock inside him, such a good boy" You said as you grinned while on his face since you wanted sweet release from the previous events of watching your little rose get manhandled by your boss.

"Fuck he's quite tight for someone who rides on dildos everyday like a whore, I'm almost balls deep inside him" a hand slowly wrapped around his throat while he was fucked hard and deep, cutting out his airways while he licked away at his mistress who that was already on the edge of cumming "Ooohhh baby boy you gotta make mistress cum first before you-" your sentence was cut short when you felt your orgasm building as his tounge moved quicker and faster "Looks like your mistress is gonna unravel pretty soon slut, gonna watch that happen while I tear your ass apart" he said in-between rough thrusts, small moans leaving Taeyong's lips as he ate you out while getting fucked hard by an older man.

"I'm gonna...ah cum! fuck i'm gonna cum!" Tears sliding down your face as your orgasm took over, your body lifting up a little as you squirted onto Taeyong's lips, your chest heaving as you came back down from your high, your round ass smothering his face for a second before getting up "Fuck….you did such a good job at eating me out baby" you closed your legs slowly as the love of your life looked fucked out from you squirting on his face and from his ass being pulverized

"He's being such a good little slut for us isn't he?" He signals you to grab the nipple clamps

"Mmmmmmmmm yes he is, and what are these pretty pieces of jewelry Mr. Swan has for you sweetheart?" you grabbed the clamps and grinned evilly when attached them to Taeyong's terribly sensitive nipples, the poor little thing screaming from the pull of the clamps "AAAAGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH THANK YOU MISTRESS!!!"

"Isn't there someone else you wanna thank? The one that's fucking your ass like I do when we're at home?" Tears of pure pleasure slid down Taeyong's broken face from how roughly he was being handled by the both of you, the poor thing didn't even know what he got himself into when he walked into the doors of the handsome stranger that works above you. The zapper was placed on his cheek while Swan leaned in to make sure he was rubbing against Taeyong's sweet spot, fucking him even deeper. "What's the matter? You scared that I might let the zapper go off? I promise you it won't hurt, my love! It's just scary isn't it? Not knowing when it's gonna fucking go off. You look so pretty taking an older man's cock inside you like a cheap little whore. Remember what I told you to say a few minutes ago"

Small yet loud whines along with many "Oh fucks" left Taeyong's mouth in-between hard and rough thrusts "T. .thank you for fucking my ass sir! Thank you for using me like a cheap sex doll" the boy's cock was red and throbbing that had leaking pre-cum shooting from the tip, his prostate going numb from the large cock inside him "May I please c..cum? Sir, may I please cum??? I...I wanna cum s..so bad p...please!!!"

"Do you think we should let him cum? Poor thing just can't control himself because he's so sensitive" your manicured hand wrapped around his cock that caused Taeyong to let out the biggest groan "Wanna cum for Master and I baby boy?" He shifted and squirmed on the couch as he was close to cumming "YES MISTRESS! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LET ME CUM...OH GOD PLEASE"

"Actually Y/N, how about we set up a little challenge for our little toy? Take those nipple clamps off with YOUR MOUTH and then we'll let you cum" fear appeared in Taeyong's eyes quickly as he looked up at you, a very loud yet evil laugh filled the room as you looked down at your broken angel while putting the chain in his mouth "Take them off....." light cries were heard as Taeyong tried his absolute best to rip the clamps off. Honestly when you first showed up here, you were very hesitant on doing a threesome with your boss, but now you're starting to think that it was smart choice for now.

"N..nghhhh" one clamp flies off and a small scream is heard "Just one more, darling" the other clamp slowly pulls away from the other as you watch tears flow down his face yet again with another scream leaving his lips as the clamp gets pulled off "t...that hurt so bad, but I loved it so much, Mistress" an evil smile creeped on your lips as you kept jacking him off "He cums alot just to warn you"

"Go ahead and cum before we change our minds little boy~" high pitched moans escaped the boy's plump lips, long white ropes of cum coating your dress and his bare tummy along with Swan pulling out of his ass with sweat dripping down his toned body

"Awwww looks like someone made a mess" You managed to get yourself off the couch and had sweat dripping off you as you looked down at a very fucked out Taeyong, his chest heaving with your juices coating his lips and his hair all messy while shivering from his orgasm, Your hand petting his forehead while you get right in his face "You okay my darling? It wasn't too bad"

"Y..yes mistress, I'm okay"

"Good!….Charles get the strongest vibrator you have" you said evilly while forcing Taeyong to the ground yet again by the foot of the couch, forcing his little legs open so his cock can be exposed, his big brown eyes looking very panicked as he watched Mr. Swan walk to a drawer and pulled out a rose colored bullet vibrator "This is a new one I got recently, haven't used it yet! Is Taeyong willing to be our test subject for it?"

"Of course he is! It's not like he has a choice in the matter, am I wrong sweetheart?" You shoved your panties into his mouth before he could respond back to you "Shhhh just nod your head slut" you found a small piece of rope and tied the vibrator to his cock that was already hard again, Mr. Swan wiping the sweat off his face, a smile forming while looking at a helpless Taeyong "The switch is under the bottom of the the vibrator, and from what I've heard, it's tiny but mighty, poor thing might pass out afterwards"

"Good to know because I was gonna skip to the highest setting anyway. We have no time for that" You watched Taeyong throw himself over as the toy sent strong vibrations to his cock along with tears building up in his eyes "MHMMMMM!!!!!! MHMMMM!"

"Awww what's wrong? Feels too good? That's too bad my love. You're gonna stay here for a while and don't even think about cumming….understood?"

His pretty little head nodded quickly as you were pushed onto the couch, with your legs in the air by Mr. Swan who was already turned on again after seeing you handle Taeyong, your dress being lifted up and stopping at your hips "I love seeing a dominant woman, mind if I fuck you too while baby boy watches? Humiliate him to the max?" Your eyes glare at the innocent boy in front of you, your hands going straight to his neck to choke him "Let's show Taeyong how good you can fuck his mistress" Swan's massive cock ended up in your tight pussy, causing you to moan instantly. It's been a long time since you were fucked by a cock this size before, Taeyong was a decent size and he tries his best to make you feel good but there are times where you wanted another man to fuck you, along with the fact that Taeyong wouldn't mind since he enjoys the feeling of being cucked.

"YOU'RE HITTING MY DAMN CERVIX!! the man had you in a mating press like he was fucking your cunt roughly like an animal in heat, like he was just trying to get you pregnant. "Damn this pussy is just as nice as our little sex toy's hole, never knew i would end up fucking one of my employees like this" Swan swinged a look at Taeyong just staring at your beautiful body, your legs being wrapped around his waist while he pounds you senseless, your fucked out face looking so pretty with sweat dripping down your chest, your red stained lips parted open as your sweet yet loud moans left your mouth "I love this big cock inside my tight pussy, I bet you wish you were fucking me, right baby boy? You pathetic little fucktoy that was made for our use" You could hear his little whimpers leave his gagged mouth as he was struggling to hold, you pulled Taeyong close to you where you forced his head on your stomach, his eyes glued on the cock that was going in and out of your pussy "You like watching mommy get fucked by a cock bigger than yours sweetheart? You just dream of watching me get stretched out by another man that's twice your size, huh?" Swan pulled onto Taeyong's hair, forcing him to look up at him while taking the pair of panties out of his mouth "I bet your just dying to cum just from watching this you dumb little slut, how disgusting are you just for watching us fuck. Fucking spit on him...." You release a large wad of spit from your mouth that ended up on his cheek with your hand slapping him shortly after "Respond to your master when he talks to you or you're not gonna cum...fucking worthless piece of meat." You spit on him yet again while your hand swatted him again on the face "SPEAK...."

"Y..YES SIR!! I love watching you fuck my mistress way better than I ever could, my cock is useless compared to yours that's deep inside her! Please make her cum & make her feel so good!"

The man smiled as he saw how much of mess you both were since you were close to bursting "Both of you can fucking cum"

Swan pulled his cock out of your pussy and blew his load all over your stomach along with your fingers getting shoved into your wet ruined pussy trying to get yourself to cum which didn't take long to do. You felt rush a liquid leave your pussy as you squirted yet again as you watched Taeyong cum at the exact same time you did while some of Swan's massive load ended up on his face, both of your tounges out like brainless whores who's brains have absolutely melted while looking fucked out, your chest heaving up and down while Taeyong's head was still on your stomach with a mix of Swan's and your cum on his face, completely breathless.

"Damn, what a ride. Didn't expect to go hard on you y/n" you smiled and panted as you tried getting up, knowing damn well you were gonna be sore in the morning, actually Taeyong is gonna be the one who was gonna go through a lot of pain the next day. "Are you okay my lov-" Taeyong was passed out on the floor, you quickly got up and grabbed a nearby knife to cut the ropes off "Is he okay?" he said as he started a bath for the both of you in the nearby bathroom, along with grabbing a few bottles of water for the three of you "He's okay, he just passes out so quickly after sex and I get worried about him even though he's just fine" you were holding Taeyong very tightly as you looked at him "I know I've said this before Mr. Swan, but Taeyong means so much to me" you looked at him like he was your newborn son "He's like my little doll, I don't want anything to happen to him. I would do anything for him." Mr. Swan nodded and looked at you "I believe you, he's in good hands, also I have a bath going for the both of you, you two can actually spend the night here in one of my guest rooms, I don't want you out driving at this time of night" you smile at him as you carry your little prince to the bathroom, giving Swan a small smile while you kicked the door with your foot and it shuts completely.

Mr. Swan's smile disappeared as he walks toward your leather jacket and pulls out your car keys "You're not leaving here until your "little doll" is mine"

After taking a much needed bath, you dried Taeyong off and put him in one of his favorite oversized shirts that he wears to bed since Swan recommended that you bring a suitcase. You placed him on the bed carefully, trying not to wake him. You looked at your perfect boy as he slept peacefully on the pillow covered bed. "I can never have anything happen to you, my perfect little doll" You slipped on a lingerie dress before getting into bed with him, covering you both with the large blanket "You will never end up in someone else's hands that aren't mine…I'll do anything to protect you" you pulled his hair back a little bit before your eyes closed shut.

It was the next morning and the sun was shining extremely bright into the room, you were slowly waking up with your arm sliding over to the side where Taeyong was "Mmmmm good morning love" you rubbed your eyes as you thought that they were messing with you when you didn't see him next to you, you immediately get up in a panic, you hop out of bed and run to the bathroom door to see if he was in there.

"Taeyong? are you in there?" You open the door and the bathroom is empty, your heart starts beating like crazy as you walk back to the bed until you see a piece of paper that had a neatly written message in cursive. You picked up the note and your heart dropped immediately "Thanks for bringing me a new toy, Taeyong is MY doll now, bitch"- C.S." You crumbled up the note and aimed straight for your suitcase, scrambling around for a change of clothes along with the gun that you packed just in case if Charles was up to some bullshit.

"I fucking knew something was up....I JUST KNEW! Also where the fuck are my keys?" You pulled out a pack of bullets and notice that your leather jacket was left downstairs and realize that your car keys were in a pocket, your anger mixed with annoyance since you know that he got ahold of the keys to keep you both here.

"This house is gonna be covered in blood once I find this motherfucker" you said as you loaded the gun with 5 gold bullets and placing it on a strap that placed on your thigh.

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Oh my my....a cliffhanger!

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