#tw.slut shaming

[kwlsn]

the apple of my eye . . .

r ⁿ o . . .

A big chunk of crystal-clear ice slowly melted into Rin's glass — distorting the image of a lady in red heels, sensing his gaze on her like a predator for tonight.

Some people may call it an obsession, but Rindou wasn't obsessed with you — he was reclaiming what his.

"It's been a while, cheater."

"Sugar, y'know it's not true."

He waved his hand, telling everyone to leave him alone as a group of girls at the corner caught your eyes — making Sanzu and his men have to drag them out by their hair when they wouldn't budge.

Rindou hooked his arm around your knees, pulling you close to him as you rested your head against his chest, taking the upper three buttons off as your freshly manicured nails made a trail along his tatted chest.

"Thirty-thousand for this? My baby is either dumb and got scammed or trying to squeeze my money off."

He wrapped his hand around yours, pressing a kiss on your wrist as his eyes made contact with yours — trying to get an answer out of you.

Even though you moved out of his house, Rindou still let you have three of his cards to pamper yourself — each of them was for different occasions and as long as you didn't return them to him, he knew you were still his.

He believed you were playing around this whole time, still feeling upset when a stranger tried to make a move on him a year ago and he didn't brush her off.

You kept your lips tightly sewn, avoiding the older man's sharp eyes as his grip got tighter around your waist — pushing you to the limit as you straddled his hips, pressing your lips against his.

"You taste like alcohol, sugar."

"The guy I made out with is a heavy drinker."

Jealousy was a word Rindou never experienced before because he felt secure with your relationship with him — but your little game was his last straw and being nice to you was out of the topic now.

"Get on your knees now, whore."

He watched you climb off his lap, sitting in front of him like a good girl he taught you to be — feeling proud of himself for succeeding in molding you into his little doll.

Spreading his legs wide, you kept your hands close to you and unbuckled his belt with your mouth — taking it off slowly as you could see Rin was already getting impatient that his veins were visible around his neck and forehead.

Pushing down his boxer, you looked at his size in silence — always having many thoughts on how he would fit it inside you today when you knew that he would never give you time to adapt with it.

Shaking those thoughts off your head, you took his tip inside your mouth gently — feeling how heavy it was on your tongue, swirling it gently around his head before pushing it deeper into the back of your throat.

"Good girl."

He groaned, slipping his fingers between your hair and turning it into a makeshift ponytail — biting on his lower lip as your lipstick left a stain on his base (not that he was complaining though).

The combination of your tongue and moan was enough to drive him crazy, pushing him to his limit and giving him more high than any drug Sanzu could get for him — you were his only addiction and if you ran away again like before, Rindou might have to imprison you inside his expensive penthouse like what Mikey did to his wife.

One last buck against your mouth and he let out a thick string of cum filling up your mouth as you swallowed them without a complaint, looking at him with a pair of doe-like eyes that melted his heart the first time he met you.

"C'mere, sugar."

He took off your clothes and threw your expensive pair of underwear to the audience on the dance floor, watching them going wild and trying to grab one of the pair.

If there was something Rindou always enjoyed whenever he was with you, it was having people watching him pounding you hard — filling you up to the brim, making sure you kept everything to warm you up inside.

Rindou gripped your waist as he watched how you tried your best to fit it in as his tip was already making out with your cervix and yet, it was barely halfway inside.

"Need help? Here, lemme."

He placed both of your hands under your thighs spreading them open as he slammed his hips hard into your — a wide grin tugging on his lips, watching people taking pictures and videos of how your bare pussy was currently bullied by his thick cock.

Looking at him with red cheeks, you glanced at his hand and then your currently lonely clit — wanting him to pay it some attention as he let out a chuckle.

"You're really a whore, hm? Mine only, of course."

As if it was a threat, Rindou pinched your puffed up clit between his fingers — rubbing and rolling it with his hand as he could feel you were so close, wall pulsing and clenching on his cock, begging for it to fill you up, breed you and have every see you getting claimed by the one and only Haitani Rindou.

"I-I'm cummi—"

As if it was a cue, your raw pussy finally gave up and covered Rin's table with your sweet nectar — giving him a little bit of taste how much you had missed his voice, his touch, his cock.

As Rin noticed how tired you were, he asked one of his men to bring in a blanket — covering your shivering body with it before telling the rest to kill everyone who watched him fucking you.

After all, you were the apple of his eyes — you were his only and belonged to no one but him.

[minhavn]

fwb!bestfriend’s brother!yj teasing you under the table during dinner with his sister and parents and banging you when having a sleepover pls

warning(s) : exhibitionism, dom!jun, sub!reader, age gap, fingering, slight dub-con/non-con, mild degradation, slut shaming, implied smoking, marking, yj kinda a dick, not proofread, feel free to add more

a/n : im sorry for the very late reply, i haven't been here for a while and active mostly on my other acc. anyway, pls enjoy this darling and thank you so much for the request ♥️

it's already semester break and you had decided to have a sleepover for a week at your best friend's place—knowing her well that she'd ask you for a sleepover if you didn't propose the idea first when she had to watch her parents leaving to have a holiday in another city, away from her and her menacing older brother, yeonjun.

you had known yeonjun the time you befriended his sister, finding him to be cold, brooding and the whole package of 'dark grunge emo boy' ever since the second year of high school. he also never greeted you properly whenever you came to have a sleepover or a study session with his sister—only giving you a side glance, eye roll and then left the living room for the two of you once he slammed his door closed.

it had been a while and he gradually warmed up to you, giving you a curt nod as a greeting or buying you and his sister some snacks whenever he left the house to the nearest store. "here," he dropped a bag of snacks and drinks you requested, holding out his hand—telling both of you the exact number you had to pay before leaving with a small hum, lighting up his cigarette and leaving the house again to meet his friends.

"so, how's study?" was the most dreading question one could ask to a struggling student.

"it was fine," you replied with a smile, trying to conceal your pain over the fact that you had to take some classes before the next semester. feeling something on your thigh, you looked down and found yeonjun's hand resting on top of it comfortably—playing, tracing and drawing random shapes over your bare skin, giving you slight goosebumps and burning sensation once he stopped right on the end of your skirt.

his hand slipped underneath, running his index finger over your clad slit and giving a slight pressure over your sensitive nub—ignoring your stare while finishing down his dinner before pushing your panties aside, shoving two fingers inside you. it wasn't much but enough to make you full and squirming on the seat.

it was always the same once the two of you found interest in each other two summers ago, stealing some time to have a quickie or quick make out when there was none to catch you—enjoying the thrill of getting caught by your friends, his friends and his sister.

"jun, we cannot," you breathed out, watching his lips leaving marks all over your neck and collarbones while ignoring your plead to stop—left hand gripping the backside of your thigh, wrapping it around his waist while the other pushing your waist against the wall.

leaving your skin with a sloppy 'pop', yeonjun looked down to see your eyes and placed his fingers under your chin, eyes looking dangerous as always. "say it again," he licked his bottom lip, following your gaze as it shifted away from his face and starting to unbutton your pajama shirt, feeling your waist under his palm, "i take that as a 'we can' then," he rasped before pushing you down to his bed.

taking off his shirt, he ran his fingers along your bare skin and pressed kisses between your chest. "does my sister know you're here? on my bed? fucking her brother?" he gave your left breast a squeeze, rolling the nipple between his fingers before giving your right one a light suck, tongue flicking over the sensitive nub and leaving it alone with a gentle bite.

cocking his head to the side, his smirk got wider and started to coo at your vulnerable state. "what a whore. sleeping with your friend's brother behind her back," he spread your legs, massaging your thighs slowly while watching you dripping down to his sheet—still wet from the dinner.

smearing lube all over his length, he ripped open a packet and rolled the condom over it before pressing the head against your entrance, making sure you were ready to take him slowly. "fuck, whore like you are nothing but a hole for me to fuck, huh?" he gasped, watching you swallowed him with ease while keeping the noise down, avoiding any suspicion from his sister.

circling his thumb around your clit, you let out a mewl and dug your nails into his back, looking at him with glassy eyes and flushed cheeks. "jun, please, i'm close," you begged, feeling all familiar coil inside your stomach that always ready to burst out whenever yeonjun was around you—whether it was an arm length or deep inside you, yeonjun always knew your body well and how to make it cum without any effort.

"then cum for me," he looked down, gripping your waist tightly before increasing his speed and slamming his hips against yours harder, "show me how much of a dirty whore you are for my cock, slut."

[minhavn]

sugar daddy Yeonjun thought💗💗

(lowkey romanticizing the life of house wife but that's the point of fiction!!)

so Yeonjun working hard to maintain a wonderful living w u, working to buy u whatever u want! so in return ur his cute little house wife! preparing meals and such, cleaning the house, doing laundry and while doing all that u wear an adorable maid outfit with lace, cute puffy sleeves, skirt so short that if u bend over he'll be able to see ur little 😺 Yeonjun told u not to wear anything under n ofc u obey him <3 easy access for him >< ur also his free use doll <3 so submissive n obedient for him

Yeonjun coming home frustrated from work cus being a ceo ain't easy so he takes out his anger on his cute house wife <3

i mean, there's nothing bad from enjoying or viewing the idea of being a housewife as something you love or hope to do

"Hey, love" Yeonjun called, pressing a feather like kiss behind your ear, nape and exposed back before wrapping his arms around your torso.

It might be subtle, but you could predict how bad his deal was with a client today from his grasp only, leaving no space for you to escape as you got pressed against the wall.

Hand slipping down to hold your thigh and he was trying his best not to snap at you for his coworkers' mistakes that cost him millions of won. "How was your day?" You asked after giving him some time to feel better, noticing his loosening grip.

"Terrible—I might commit a homicide."

He sighed, dipping two digits inside while you taking a sharp breath, watching his fingers stirring you inside and playing with your spongy spot. "Are you gonna be a slut or not?" He whispered, pulling your hair to the back and landing a harsh hit on your ass.

"What a whore, wearing nothing underneath this just to please herself with my cock."

He continued, prepping you well and making sure you were wet enough for him to slip in, pinning your hips against his. "Sir—!" You squeaked as his tip hit the head of your cervix, filling you up with his cums after a few thrusts.

[minhavn]

BULLY BEOMGYU!!!

yes

"You whore!"

Beomgyu hissed into your ear, groping your left breast through your thin crop top as he trapped you under his figure on his bed.

Under the influence of the drug he slipped into your drink, it wasn't easy for you to recognise his face and voice, experiencing the moment as if it was a fever dream where everything could happen with no rules to hold your sanity.

Hooking his thumb under your miniskirt and lingerie, he took them off swiftly and undressed you under a minute — staring at your curves as he traced them with his palm, memorising the moment that you would never remember.

"If only you could shut the fuck up and dress up like a nun you were."

He gritted his teeth, spreading your legs wide enough to show him the view of your glistening folds, running his fingers and began to circle your clit with his thumb before spreading your hole wider and pushed two digits inside, coating them with your juice as he pressed your sweet spot and pulled them out.

"Then, this would never happen."

He smirked, smearing your juice over your chest as he pushed his cock inside — watching how your eyes lit up with excitement he never found whenever you saw in at the college, pinning your hips onto the sheet as he began to toy with your clit while his tip hitting and rubbing against your cervix.

"Aww, begging for more, aren't you?"

He chuckled darkly, watching you licking your fingers and playing with your clit before cumming for a few times on his cock as he filled you up — pulling out to look at the pooling cum under your now puffed up pussy before taking a picture inside a gallery and named it as 'day 23'.

[minhavn]

Mean/HardDom!Soobin or Beomgyu??

Makin u do all their work n then fuckin the daylights outta you as a reward 👁️👄👁️

why nawt both???

after finishing their works, you head downstairs to inform them about it, finding beomgyu's hands massaging your shoulders, pressing his thumbs against few sore spots before soobin came in your direction, giving you a glass of water and a small "thank you" before catching the glass from your hand as beomgyu caught your unconscious body before it fell.

stripping you off your clothes and underwear, soobin tied both of your wrists against the bedposts, running his fingers over your waist before pressing kisses alone your stomach and spreading your folds, egging beomgyu to eat you out. beomgyu started out slow, giving gentle nip on your clit before circling his thumb around it and prodding into your entrance with his tongue, slurping down your slicks as you opened your eyes—still half conscious as the drug soobin put into your drink made you feeling more sensitive than usual, feeling the second and third time crashing down, leaving you red and swollen.

with a chuckle, beomgyu pushed his pants down and filled you up almost instantly, pinning your hips down to the sheet. "don't you remember that im here, too?" soobin pouted, rolling and pinching on your clit as gyu increased his speed, ignoring your whines. "fucking slut, asking for more when she has two dicks inside this room. look at that pussy, literally leaking out with your cums," soobin clicked on his tongue, shoving his fingers inside your mouth and grinning from above as beomgyu finishing inside you.

"it's my turn now, whore."