#yeri smut

[authorhjk1]

Taming her (part I)

(Yeri X Joy X Male Reader)

Park Soo-young. Most people call her by her stage name. Joy. Which is fitting her quite well.

Especially when she is screaming your name while you fuck her into the wall of her hotel room. Her back is arched, making her head rub against the unforgiving surface. She is barely able to keep standing, needing the support of the wall and your hands.

You're deep inside Soo-young's pussy. Her walls are snugly wrapped around your cock. Your hands are holding her small waist, pulling her against you with every thrust forward.

She is fully clothed, still wearing the outfit from her ongoing photoshoot. The tight swimsuit top is nicely showing off her breasts and highlights her slim figure. White shorts still cover her crotch but that didn't stop you from just pushing them aside, putting your cock where it belongs. In the depths of Park Soo-young's pussy.

You have reduced her to a mumbling mess for a couple minutes now. Her favorite word seems to be your name. She can't stop muttering it as you give her the pounding of her life.

Actually, this is the second one to be exact.

You were surprised to see Joy standing in the lobby this morning. But you quickly found out that her photoshoot for swimsuits is nearby and they are using a hotel room as her changing room.

You already made Joy cum twice this morning, after seeing her in her first outfit.

You were a little worried when you left her on the bed. Her breath uncontrollably shaking while she was recovering from her orgasms.

And yet, here she is again.

"(Y/n)! Fuck!"

Soo-young screams as she cums for a third time today. Her hands press against your chest, unsuccessfully trying to push you way. Her body tenses, relaxes, tenses. She lost all control.

"Joy-ssi? Five more minutes!"

You hear her manager from behind the closed door.

Joy's fingers trace along your neck, her gorgeous face silently asking you to cum as well.

You leave her snug pussy, before pushing her onto the bed. Because she has to get more pictures taken, there is pretty much only one place where you can cum. Her pussy.

You make Joy get on all fours on the bed as you kneel behind her. Her wet pussy sucks you in as soon as you place your tip at her folds. Or maybe she just backed up a little.

A deep moan shakes her body as you push all the way inside. Placing your hands on her hips, you start to fuck Joy from behind. Her head immediately sinks into the sheets, her eyes closed.

She knows that this is wrong. She knows she is cheating. But it still feels right. It still feels good. More than just good. She never felt so satisfied before.

You reach forward to grab her hair while you keep your pace. Joy moans as you tug at it, making her raise her head again. That's what she is missing. Her body being used like it's meant to. Of course there is nothing wrong with getting every part of her body licked and worshipped. But you and Joy agree on one thing. Once in a while, she needs to get wrecked. She needs to feel dirty. Like a cheap slut. Her pussy only good for one thing. Her body only good for one thing. Her whole being only good for sex.

Joy's arms tremble as they support her weight. It's usually not a problem, but your hard thrusts make her slowly lose her mind.

"Gonna cum."

You groan into her ear after bending over her.

"Fuck, yes."

She sighs. Unable to speak much louder.

"Fill me up good."

It takes just a couple of moments and a couple of more moans from Joy until you finally unload inside her cunt. Letting go off her, you see Joy letting her head fall into the mattress again. Her moans are muffled as you give her her second cream pie of the day.

You wonder how many more you have in you and how much longer Joy's photoshoot is going to take. Her pussy instinctively contracts around you, trying to get every last drop out of you.

"You better get going."

You say that, but no one is moving. The two of you enjoy the moment.

As Joy slowly gets back to her senses, she pushes herself off the bed with wobbly limbs.

"I'll be back."

You nod, knowing that she will come back to you no matter what.

Joy walks out of the hotel room after fixing her outfit. The warm cream pie you just left in her makes her walk a little funny. As she feels a little run along her legs, she blushes with shame.

She shouldn't have done this. She has a boyfriend. A good boyfriend. And yet she comes back. She catches herself comparing you with him. Knowing that you are better in bed in every single way.

Joy walks out of the elevator, now looking as good as she usually does. Her hair is back to normal after you just pulled at it. Her shorts are properly in place. Although her panties are missing. She only realizes that when she is already standing the lobby.

Joy's breath hitches as she sees three women sitting around a coffee table in the lobby. Is that... Yeri?

She holds her head high as she keeps walking. Joy has been bragging about you since she met you. She first said something to Wendy, because she did feel like she did something really really bad. But Wendy comforted her and now Joy is openly teasing Yeri. The younger girl has had only bad experiences with her partners so far.

The maknae even asked Joy once to introduce her to you, but Joy declined. Since Yeri has shown interest, Joy can't help but deny and tease her.

She now takes out her phone, about to text Yeri.

"Cream pies feel so good. (Y/n) made cum so hard just now."

Joy sees Yeri check her phone as she walks closer.

"What the hell?"

The older girl chuckles at the message she just got.

"I thought you were doing a photoshoot."

"I am. But a few breaks for some good fucks are a must for great pictures."

She can't see her face, but Joy could swear Yeri is rolling her eyes right now. And she also knows that Yeri is probably gonna head to the bathroom soon. She caught her before. Right after she mentioned how well you pounded her, Yeri left the living room in their dorm.

Joy finally walks past the table Yeri is sitting at. She recognizes the other girls. Friends of Yeri. Her and her manager keep walking.

But as Yeri looks up from her phone, she does recognize Joy from behind. It takes her a moment, but she puts two and two together. You must be here somewhere. This is her chance.

Yeri's chance to feel like real woman again. And her chance to snatch away Joy's boy toy right underneath her nose.

"I'm sorry girls, but I have an appointment soon."

Her two friends say goodbye and Yeri walks towards the elevator. She texts one of their managers. The one who is currently assisting Joy with her shoot. It just takes her second before she has her bandmate's room number on her display.

Yeri reaches the third floor. She walks through the hallway, looking for room 312. Once she finds it, Yeri leans against the wall. The door just a couple of rooms down the hall.

She looks around the corner, seeing the golden numbers engraved in the dark wood. Now that she is able to do it, she hesitates for a second. She has dreamed of this moment since Joy told her about you for the first time.

Yeri rests her head against the wall of the otherwise empty hallway. A smile plays around her lips. She is only moments away of finding the man who can give her what she craves. If Joy told her the truth.

She can't help but fantasize already. One of her hands glides along her naked leg, hiking up the hem of her dress. Yeri feels her damp panties as her fingers find her center. She remembers what Joy said last time.

"We were making out. He had his hands on my naked thighs, sliding up my dress."

Yeri bites her lip, barely aware that she is still in public.

"He pressed me against the wall while licking my neck. He told me that I'm only good for one thing."

Yeri slides her panties to the side. Trying to get access to her pussy.

"He told me he was gonna use me. And he did."

She can still remember Joy's smug face as she told Yeri the story over breakfast. Her spoon stopped midway, her mouth open in disbelief as she listened to the older woman.

"He took me right there. In the elevator. Someone could've come in at any minute."

Yeri pushes a finger inside her snatch. She imagines herself being in Joy's position. Pressed against the wall of the elevator.

"He fucked me so hard. The thing was shaking."

She must have exaggerated, right? Or was it really that good?

Yeri escapes a moan as she let's another finger enter.

"He took a fistful of my hair before turning me around. I could see myself in the small mirror."

Yeri's imagination runs wild. She sees herself in that mirror.

"He pushed me face first into the wall again. My cheek rubbed against the cold metal."

The young woman feels the heat in her body rising.

"He gave it to me so good."

Yeri shivers as she remembers that Joy started to whisper.

"I came like I've never had before. I felt like I couldn't stop. I lost complete control over my body."

Yeri was already sitting at the edge of her chair when she first listened to the story.

"And then he came in me. All of his cum. I could feel it in me as he filled me up."

Yeri sighs heavily. She knows she is already on the edge of her orgasm. But now she doesn't have to do it alone anymore.

She manages to let her hand appear from underneath her dress. Her fingers are covered in her own slick.

With shaking steps, she walks up to Joy's hotel room door. Two knocks on the hard wood.

Yeri bites her lip as she waits for a response. But her confidence falters as she realizes that the room must be empty. Her anger rises. Did Joy lie to her? Does he even exist? Or did Joy make all of this up?

Yeri turns around, about to leave, when she looks at the other end of the hallway. In that moment, a tall man rounds the corner. His suit looks neat. His tie green, which matches the color of his watch. The band is silver, while the dial is made out of shimmering emerald.

Yeri sees a black and blue ring on your finger as you hold your phone to you ear while you are on a phone call. Her mind remembers the stories Joy told her. She can't help but stare at your pants for a couple of moments, hoping that the older girl didn't exaggerate.

When Yeri realizes you haven't seen her yet, she tries to alter her appearance. She put on a light purple dress with flowers on it this morning. She threw on a black leather jacket as well, wanting to not just look cute. And it was a little cold for her.

Yeri goes through her hair with one hand, making sure she looks not as innocent as she is supposed to. She is now letting the jacket fall off her shoulders, letting it rest on her arms. Her dress is already quite low cut, but hooking a finger into her cleavage, Yeri pulls it down a little further.

If this is not going to get your attention, then what will?

"Yes. On my desk. By tomorrow."

A shiver runs down Yeri's spine. Joy never told her how sexy your voice sounds. She can't believe she is getting so turned on by just looking at you.

Maybe it's because she has been dreaming of this for quite some time now. Maybe because she keeps picturing the best sex of her life with you.

Yeri can't tell what it is exactly. But her body just feels so hot. She has the sudden urge to strip right there. In the middle of the hallway. Right in front of you.

The young brunette watches you looking her up and down as you realize that someone is standing in front of Joy's door.

When you finally reach her, Yeri is able to smell your scent. Just like Joy described. She can't tell what you smell like exactly. But she feels a little relaxed. And horny.

"Can I help you?"

Your question makes Yeri realize that she has been staring mindlessly at you.

"Y-Yes."

Why is she stumbling over her words now? Yeri thought about a million things she would say to seduce you. She is now searching her mind, fumbling for the right line to use. A line that will make you fuck her hard.

"I-I'm a friend of Joy's."

Yeri sees a hint of worry sparkle in your eyes.

"It's not like that. I just wanted to meet you."

For a moment, you were worried that she caught you and Joy. But it kinda feels like something different. As if she knows who you are. Exactly who you are.

"Joy unnie sometimes talks about you."

You nod hesitantly. Why do all these women talk with each other so much? You will be sleeping with the whole female part of the industry at this rate.

But you can't deny that the woman in front of you is worth the effort. Joy won't be back for a an hour or so. And you don't have much to do today.

Her cleavage indicates that she is here with the same intentions as Joy. She definitely tried to look sexy, although you can't help but admire her cute side as well. She looks smaller than Joy. More petite.

"What is your name again?"

Before you can answer, Yeri gets on her tiptoes, placing her hands on your chest.

"I want to make sure I'm screaming the right name, when you make me cum."

Yeri can feel her cheeks turn pink. What did she just say?

You chuckle, automatically placing your hands on her waist.

"(Y/n)."

"Hello, (y/n)."

Yeri whispers, her right hand gliding down your torso.

"And what is yours? I want to know, so that I can tell Joy, which of her slutty friends I fucked in her room."

Yeri bites her lip. How were you able to tell that exactly this would turn her on so much?

"It's Yeri."

"Yeri."

You whisper her name, pushing her against the wooden door. Not hard. But strong enough to produce a small thud.

She feels some of her juices run down her left thigh. Not much, but it almost makes her moan.

Leaning down, you want to taste her lips.

You are surprised when Yeri pushes you away.

"No kissing. I don't want romance."

You take her chin into your hand and make her look up at you.

"I'm not being romantic. I just want to know what you taste like."

Your words make Yeri even wetter. She wants to show you what she tastes like.

"I don't need slow lovemaking. I want you to taste my lips. But not these."

"Fine."

Still a little surprised, you reach behind her to unlock the door.

"Do I need to know anything else?"

You know you are ruining the mood a little, but to be fair, she started it. And you would rather ask now than find out something else later while you are in the middle of fucking.

"I don't want your affection. Just toss me around a little."

Yeri walks inside the room, you behind her.

"I haven't been manhandled in months."

Her words and somewhat bratty behavior is something that is hard to resist. Especially if it's attached to that body of hers.

Her tits look nice and firm, although you can only see them partially. Her skin looks flawless and there's no doubt about her being fit or flexible. You wonder if she has a nice ass. Her sundress is still hiding the view.

If Yeri hasn't been satisfied for a while now, it means she must have more than an healthy amount of pend up need. Something you are willing to help her with. And you don't have a problem with not showing affection. If she wants to be used like a slut, like an object, then you don't have any objections.

"You want to be tossed around?"

You ask, just to make sure you heard her right. Your hands already reaching for her as Yeri answers.

"I want to feel what Joy feels. She said you-"

A deep groan escapes your throat as you sling your right arm around Yeri's waist. She yelps is surprise as you lift her off the ground. You take a step closer to the bed, before throwing her onto it.

Yeri's scream could be interpreted as fear but you decide that it's happiness. It's muffled by the mattress anyway.

Yeri tries to crawl towards the opposite side of the bed, losing the leather jacket midway. You catch her ankle, pulling her back towards you

"Where do you think you're going?"

Taking a hold of her hips, you flip her around. Yeri lies on her back, her wide open eyes focused on you.

"That's what I do with Joy."

You don't bother waiting for a response. Getting on your knees right in front of the edge of the bed, you pull Yeri even closer. Reaching under her dress, you search for her underwear until you find the wet clothing.

A moment later, it's dangling off her left foot, her pussy exposed.

Yeri is too surprised to speak. Is this really happening?

Your hands glide along her thighs now, making the hem of her dress ride up in the process.

"I use her."

Finally exposing her pussy, you look up at the dumbstruck idol.

"And I'm gonna use you too now."

Yeri nods. Eyes wide. Almost as if she is in a trance.

Eating her out is only a means to an end. Sure, she is delicious. Not that you would complain, but the both of you are waiting for the actual meal.

Yeri tastes a little more salty than Joy. For you it only adds to her bratty appearance. Unlike the older woman who tastes sweet and carries herself like a young lady. At least most of the time.

Only a couple of minutes have past, but Yeri is already nearing her climax. The way her needy body begs for more makes you eat her out even harder. Your thumb is placed on her clit, your tongue inside of her.

"Oh god!"

She moans loudly. She pushes her hips further into your face.

Yeri claws at the sheets, her brain threatening to melt. How are you this good? Of course she doesn't know that you have taken more than enough lessons with Tiffany.

"(Y/n)!"

She does as she promised earlier. Your name leaves her pretty lips. Her hips buck against your face, while you are able to take a look at her whole body.

Yeri's back arches off the bed beautifully. Her legs dangle off the edge, while her butt is firmly pressed against the mattress. Only her head and shoulders support her upper body.

As her pleasure increases further, you feel her cheeks slowly lifting off the bed.

"Fuck! (Y/n)!"

You place both of your hands on her hips as Yeri threatens to slip and fall.

Her body feels almost weightless by now. Yeri feels like she is in heaven as you start sucking on her clit.

Only her head and your hands are supporting her weight now. The hundreds of hours of pilates seem to have paid off. For just this single moment.

Yeri's body bends like a bow, threatening to break into two pieces.

And with your fingers digging into her soft flesh and one final lick, Yeri starts to ruin the sheets.

"Cuming! (Y/n)!"

Those are the only words you can understand as she climaxes hard. You are sure she is spilling even worse profanities, but her mouth is unable to follow her mind.

Moan after moan escapes her mouth, her boy shakes uncontrollably.

"God! Fuck!"

With one last gasp, Yeri finally comes back to her senses.

You eye the ruined sheets, the material transparent by now.

Yeri's performance has you incredibly hard. You didn't expect her to be this flexible. You were almost afraid she would hurt herself.

"What are you waiting for? Give me that cock."

Yeri's tired voice would suggest that she needs a break. But her lustful eyes are glued to your body as you start to get rid off your clothes.

It seems like she has become more daring after her orgasm.

"Hurry. Fuck me."

And more needy too.

As your underwear drops to the floor, Yeri let's out a gasp.

"Wow. Joy told the truth."

She watches you climbing the bed as well, pushing her across it in the process. Her head is now resting on the edge on the other side, while you kneel between her thighs.

You let your hands glide along her legs, admiring her soft skin.

"Fuck me."

She moans, desperate and needy.

Your hands find her waist and you lean down. Yeri interprets it as another attempt to kiss her. She slightly tilts her head to the side, making you growl into her ear.

"Who are you to make this kind of command?"

A shiver runs down her spine. Yeri likes the thrill of possible punishment after acting up. She slowly moves her legs to wrap them around your waist.

"Please."

She sighs, closing her eyes.

Her neck is exposed to you, inviting you to taste her skin and maybe even leave a mark. But Yeri said she doesn't want kisses.

Getting back up, you pull her body a little closer, your cock now resting on top of her pussy.

Yeri opens her eyes, looking down at herself. She bites her lip as she feels your tip on her stomach.

You open the condom package you took from the nightstand a few moments ago. It's not yours though, it was lying there, even before you and Joy first entered the room. Not that you would need a condom to fuck Joy. Before you were even able to suggest to use it, she was already on her knees, unbuckling your belt.

But Yeri asked you to put it on. You respect her wish, aware that the two of you don't know each other for more then 15 minutes yet.

Once you are ready, you lift Yeri's hips off the bed. You want to see how flexible her body is again. The sight earlier left you wanting more.

The young woman moans as your cock moves from a top her pussy towards her entrance. Brushing her wet folds with your tip, you see that only her head and upper part of her back rest on the mattress.

"Let's see if you are as tight as Joy."

You tease her, knowing by now that Yeri is quite the competitive girl.

"Of course I'm tighter. I'm a good girl."

She moans as you push inside.

"Oh my god!"

Your hold onto her hips, pulling her further onto your cock as you thrust forward.

Yeri really is tight. You can't tell if she is actually tighter than the older woman, but she definitely isn't lacking in that department.

Her snug pussy hugs your cock, its wet folds make your thrusts as easy as possible. Yeri has started mewling. She tried to watch at first, but is now unable to open her eyes. They fell shut after a couple of thrusts. Behind her eyelids Yeri's eyes roll to the back of her head.

Repositioning your hand, you push against the flat of her back. Feeling your hand on her spine makes Yeri arch her back further. Her shoulders lift off the mattress almost in a graceful manner.

Your fucking has been slow but powerful up until now. But the way Yeri's body bends off the bed. The way her hips raise to meet your cock, as if she is silently asking for more. All of that makes you go faster.

Yeri's hair is sprawled out on the sheets, some of it dangling off the edge. Her face is twisted in pleasure, cute wrinkles forming on her forehead and nose. Her lips are tightly shut by now.

"You take this cock just as well as Joy."

You praise and tease her at the same time. A smile plays around her lips, bathing in the light that is your praise.

Of course she can handle you better than her unnie. Her body is perfect. A work of art.

"Fuck me harder."

She sighs, her eyes open again.

"Please."

She adds after seeing your look.

Yeri slowly starts to lose control. Over her body and the situation. Her mind becomes all fuzzy as your tip grazes her cervix.

"Ooooh!"

A pleasure filled shout echoes through the room. Another thrust hits the exact same spot. A little harder this time.

"That cock!"

Yeri's eyes are shut once more. Your pace increases, egged on by Yeri's moans and shouts. She feels her head starting to move. Back and forth. Back and forth.

Suddenly, the resistance is gone. You push too hard into her.

Yeri's upper body is suddenly hanging off the bed. The edge of the mattress is digging into the center of her back, where your hand was just a moment ago. You had to hold onto her somewhere else so she wouldn't fall.

Holding tightly onto the purple dress, you feel the smoothness of the cloth. Only now you realize that you grabbed Yeri's collar.

Leaning over her a little, you don't stop fucking her. And Yeri doesn't ask you to. Instead, she becomes louder. The newly found position has her dripping wet. Even more than before. The angle is still perfect. With almost every single thrust, Yeri feels like her cervix is getting bruised.

"So hot!"

She is unable to form a whole sentence. Her dark hair swings right above the floor with every thrust into her.

Instinctively, Yeri is holding onto your hand, which is grabbing her dress, with both hands. She is not afraid of falling, it's more like a reflex.

"Oh god! How-?"

A sharp moan cuts through the middle of  Yeri's sentence. A hard orgasm follows a second after. Her own body overwhelms her with this unexpected high. It has her thighs quivering, her mouth hanging open, her eyes wide.

After a couple of moments, she tries to continue her question. Her pussy feels even tighter now. You have to grit your teeth, hoping to keep it together.

"How-How are you th-this deep in me?"

Another thrust makes her see stars.

Your hand moves from her collar to her throat, dragging her own with it. You lean over her further, threatening to fall yourself. But for some reason the grip on her right thigh keeps you both on the bed. Well, you. Yeri is still dangling off its edge.

"Joy doesn't ask so many questions."

Yeri's eyes have become dark with lust and arousal. And now they glisten devilishly. Competitiveness sparkling in them.

"She just takes me like a good slut."

Yeri wants to answer. To tell you that she can be a better slut. A slut for your cock.

But when she opens her mouth, words won't leave it. Barely any air even. Your grip on her throat too tight for her to talk.

Having a lot of experience by now, you know why Yeri isn't replying. You make sure you aren't strangling her though.

"I'm gonna count to three now."

Her pussy keeps tightening with every thrust. Her warmth steadily increasing.

"When I say cum, you better do."

Yeri nods immediately. She is on the edge of another orgasm already.

"As a reward, I will paint your delicious pussy with my cum."

Yeri's eyes are wide. Are you gonna cum in her without the condom? Or are you planning to pull out and then cum on her?

The uncertainty makes her shudder. Despite the stories Joy told her, you are still a stranger. How could you even suggest to cum inside of her?

Yeri wants to protest. But the hand around her throat stops her from doing so.

"1"

You know that you are not gonna survive Yeri's orgasm. You are approaching your own. Her own is gonna push you over the edge. There is now way you can hold on when her pussy becomes even tighter.

"2"

Thrust after thrust makes Yeri's body rock back and forth. She is trying to shake her head, trying to tell you to not cum in her.

But your cock against her cervix makes it hard to do anything but just succumb to the pleasure. To do anything but open her mouth and let a silent moan escape it. And another. And one more.

"Three"

Yeri feels your cock pulsating inside of her. This is it! You are gonna cream pie her. She closes her eyes in disbelief. How could she sink so low? She doesn't know anything about you. Only your name and how you fuck Joy.

"Cum."

And a third orgasm crashes down onto Yeri's body. It makes her shake, almost making both of you fall. You take your hand off her throat. Hearing her gasp for air, you hold onto both of her thighs.

Her pussy is now tighter than Joy's. Not that you're gonna tell her that. But it's more than enough to make you orgasm as well.

You pull out and get rid off the condom. You glance at Yeri, her eyes wide open again.

She watches as you start to paint her pussy. You coat her wet folds with thick, white liquid. Her clean shaven area around it is quickly stained by your cum too. The warmth of it earns her another mini orgasm.

The two of you catch your breath. Still kneeling between her legs, you watch how Yeri eyes her own pussy. Her facial expression is tough to read. Disgust? Utter confusion? Admiration? Lust?

You can't tell. But a glance at your watch tells you, time is running out.

"Joy is gonna be here in five."

Yeri explained to you that there is no benefit to telling Joy. Yet. She asked for your number, telling you that she would call you for another hook up. She only wants to tell Joy after a couple of times.

"It's going to make her even more mad."

The devilish smirk made you chuckle.

"Tell me again."

You lean over the woman underneath you.

"I don't care. I don't care if anyone sees it."

Joy wiggles around on the bed, lying on her stomach.

"Just rip it open and fuck me."

You let your hands glide over her ass. It looks so good in these tight blue pants.

After squeezing her cheeks a couple of times, you grab the soft fabric. A deep moan escapes Joy's lips as you rip a whole into her pants. The sound you make, fills the room for a moment, probably even gets heard outside.

Joy's glistening pussy lips greet you.

"Please fuck me. I need it."

She acts like you haven't fucked her for ages. Your cock, still wet from her gagging on it a couple of moments ago, slips in between her full cheeks.

"I just fucked some slut earlier. I don't know if I even need you now."

Joy looks back up at you over her shoulder with wide open eyes.

"No! Please! I would do anything."

"Anything?"

Joy nods. Scared and aroused at what you might have in mind.

"You said you don't care if someone sees you like this?"

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Hi everyone!

I was unable to find many pictures of Yeri in that dress, or of Yeri in general that would fit this story. Although I hope the pilates pic helped your imagination a little.

The ending is quite open, which could also be the start of the next part. Maybe.

Stay healthy and have a nice day!

[sassyjoy]

once again

genre: smut

part 1: paradise

word count: 2.6k

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"do you think everyone knew already?" 

"knew what?" 

"peaches? that thing happened in the storage room?" you said hastily. 

"why would everyone know that we had sex?" joy laughs. 

"because someone saw us? i definitely heard the door closing. is this situation funny to you?" 

"if you're that anxious, you should have gone back to the city when you had the chance." 

"what?" 

joy looks at you, "your aunt's already back. you were only supposed to work here for a week, remember?" 

"and besides, don't you have a job back home? why did you extend your visit here when you originally planned only to stay here for seven days?" 

"to worry if someone has seen us screwing in that secluded area of the storage room?" you immediately covered joy's mouth upon hearing what she said. you looked around if anyone was near, nervous that someone caught the words slipped past her lips. 

she removed your hand on her face and asked, "are we done? can i continue doing my job now?" 

"aren't you afraid of the idea that someone might saw us? aren't you afraid of that news being known by everyone? aren't you close with them? aren't you worried that your 'godly' image will be tainted?" you asked consecutively that made her look at you with furrowed eyebrows. 

she took one step closer to you and said, "i am not afraid if someone saw me getting railed. i don't really care if that 'person' spread that news to everyone. i mean, who cares? what's wrong with having sex?" 

"stop worrying over nothing. you're just overreacting." joy said when she gave you a playful smack on your arm to ease your mind. 

"was that sex too good for you to be concerned?" joy laughs before fleeing the place. she did not even look to see how dumbfounded you are to her remark. she's being cocky when you're about to lose your mind.

you've been annoying her for days now since you had sex with her in the storage room, but she's just giving you her displeased look, obvious that she's not amused by what you're saying. 

you extended your stay in the province for another week and your auntie was more than pleased to hear that. she thought that you enjoyed doing farm work, but what she didn't know is that you had more fun doing joy. you can't seem to forget that day. she was great; you loved every second with her during that moment. 

you were actually more worried by the idea that someone has seen joy naked in that cold room instead of you being seen doing the actual deed. the moment you saw her nude body, you knew that it shouldn't be shared with others and that it shouldn't be seen by anyone except you. most of the workers in the farm were men; they would probably imagine her flesh as they jack off. that's what you believe in since you had already done that just by thinking of her.

you wanted to have sex with her again, but you couldn't find the perfect timing. every time you were about to ask her, someone would talk to her about something nonsense. you were about to think that everyone approaches her wants to get in her pants. 

one time, you were assigned in cleaning the dining area together as your group finished lunch when someone came to get her so you were all alone doing the dishes. she clocked out early because of that. is that person someone important to her? that she left her job in the afternoon to be with him for the rest of the day? when you asked your co-workers who that was, they said it's the veterinarian whom joy is close with. his name is youngwoo. 

the following day, youngwoo came to visit the farm again. he kept chatting with joy and for some reason you find that very annoying. you haven't even had a chance to talk to her in the morning as youngwoo wouldn't leave her side for a minute. 

〰️

it was your day off, but your aunt asked you to give a deliver a package somewhere. she said it was urgent so you immediately left the area to take it. the drop off place isn't far, probably a 10-minute walk from where you are staying? you pressed the doorbell and to your surprise, it was joy who opened the door. so this is where she lives. 

"what are you doing here?" she asked as she opened the door. she was wearing this white shirt that almost reached her knee and maybe shorts underneath it? you're not sure since she's wearing an oversized tee and you can't see her outfit fully. 

you handed her a small parcel, "my aunt asked me to give you this." you were about to leave when joy called your name. 

"hey, wanna come inside?" 

her place is small, but it's perfect for someone who lives alone. you could tell that she loves scented candles as there were some placed on the table. you were amazed at how clean her home is. her books are arranged and her plants have their designated spot and not just they were placed around in the room. there is a huge stuffed toy beside her bed and you wonder if she has ever used that to please herself. 

you were just looking around her unit minutes ago and here you are letting joy sit on your lap. you were kissing each other, obvious how thirsty you were to one another. her legs were wrapped around your waist, and her arms around your nape, not wanting to let you go.

the kissing session went steamy. both of you were touchy. you kept caressing her back down to her butt over her shorts to squeeze it. joy, on the other hand, kept on grinding her clothed sex on your bulge. she's wearing black shorts with thin fabric so she can feel how hard you are in your pants. 

"your lips are so soft." you whispered in her ear, trailing the kisses to her neck that made her eyes shutter close. your hands traveled inside her oversized shirt and made its way to her breasts and to your surprise, she isn't wearing a bra. joy cupped your face to kiss you again. she nibbled your lower lip as you play with her nipples beneath her shirt. you just love how perfect her breasts were in size. it feels like they are made just to fit in your hands so you can play with it. 

you were about to remove her shirt when a sound of the doorbell was heard. the two of you quickly pulled away from each other, surprised at what you had just heard. joy pulled down her shirt as she went off your lap. she hurriedly fixed her hair before opening the door. 

"youngwoo? hey, what are you doing here?" joy asked youngwoo who came unannounced. you went near the door that made joy push you onto the side so you won't be seen by her guest. the door is still partly opened, and you're guessing joy doesn't want to let him in. the idea of joy not wanting youngwoo to come over inside and you being invited makes you laugh. 

"you forgot this at my clinic yesterday." youngwoo said and you can see a paper bag being handed to joy. she looked at what's inside and her cheeks turned red that made you curious on what she received. 

"i think you pushed that under my table when someone came in yesterday."

joy threw the bag away, but you were quick to catch it. her eyes went big at what you did, nervous that youngwoo might see you. 

"i still can't believe you just pulled down your skirt and left without your underwear." he chuckled. you dropped the bag on the floor upon seeing what's inside. you scoffed when you realized what was happening. 

"what's that noise?" her unwanted guest asked as he tried to look inside her apartment. but joy was swift to cover his view. 

"uh, nothing!" she signaled you to move back to your hiding spot. 

"hey, i'm really busy right now- i'll call you later. bye!" joy said before closing the door. youngwoo wasn't even able to bid goodbye when the door was shut. joy quickly picked up the bag on the floor and before she even placed it somewhere, you found yourself kissing and pinning her on her door. 

you haven't heard any footsteps leaving joy's unit. you knew that youngwoo is still there outside. maybe he's waiting for joy to come out again? is he expecting that he's fucking joy tonight? that their 'unfinished business' yesterday will resume? well, too bad. you're the one fucking her today. he must've done everything to her when he had the chance. 

you hurriedly pulled down her shorts and underwear to only see her pussy already wet. you're only kissing, but she's already this wet? you wonder if youngwoo has the same effect on her. 

you didn't think twice and just shoved your mouth on her core. it was smooth and plump, and you love every part of it. joy is pleased with what you are doing to her. you could tell that you are doing a great job eating her out when she started grinding on your face. you held her waist to be in place. she moaned loud when you suck her hard. you love how she tastes. 

"is that all you can do? fuck me with your mouth?" joy said as she held your hair as if her life depended on it. you went back to her lips and she could taste herself from your mouth. 

"why? hasn't youngwoo fucked you good enough?" you inserted a finger inside her dripping pussy that made joy open her mouth out of surprise. she didn't see that coming.

"is he that bad? that you invited me inside so we can fuck?" you added another finger causing her to hold onto your shoulder for support. her knees weaken as you continue to hit her spot inside her cunt. 

"or you just wanted me to fuck you until you can't walk again?" you said while joy shut her eyes tightly. you felt hot liquid on your fingers, and when you looked down, you saw her squirt. she released a heavy sigh when you pulled out your fingers. 

"just... just fuck me already." joy said breathlessly. you made her suck your fingers coated with her cum and you find her pretty as she gladly tastes herself off your fingers. 

joy watched as you remove your pants and briefs. she saw how your dick sprung out of your underwear, hard and with veins poking out. she momentarily forgot how big you are and how she had a hard time walking after you had sex. 

you made her face the cold wall of her room and without any warning, you filled her hole with your long and thick cock. this position is definitely one of her favorites. doggy style. she matched your thrusts with moans. you gave her ass a slap and you saw the mark it left on her right cheek. your left hand is on her waist, steadying her as you fuck her, while your right hand wander over her body. 

"please... please fuck me harder." joy says as you continue to pound into her fat ass. your hand reached for her breast beneath her oversized shirt and gave it a light squeeze. joy removed the remaining fabric she's wearing making you smirk as you don't have to tell her what you wanted to do.

"you're so fucking tight!" you slapped her butt causing her to whimper. you leaned forward and placed soft kisses on her shoulder. as you continue to rock your pelvis on her ass, you held her dark long hair in your fist and yanked it downwards. joy could hear the slapping sounds from her behind as you kept pounding deeper and deeper. 

"touch me... right there." joy moaned when you cupped her breasts and played with her hardened nipples. her eyes were about to roll behind because of the pleasure she was feeling. you loved how messy she looked when you fucked her last time, and it just turns you even more now that you're seeing that version of her again. 

"does he fuck you like this?" you whispered in her ear as you punctuate each word with a hard thrust. you shoved your cock more, hitting a certain spot that made her moan loudly. 

"no- shit!" joy answered before tucking her lower lip under her teeth. you love the way your cock slips in and out of her cunt easily. you're addicted to how tight her hole is. this is probably the reason why you have decided to extend your stay in the province. you can't get enough more of her body. 

"joy?" a loud knock was heard from outside of the door. you both knew it was youngwoo. he's been there for minutes already. you wonder if he already has the idea that joy is getting railed in her apartment. 

youngwoo kept calling joy but the latter couldn't care less. the only thing joy cares about is how hard and good you're drilling each inch of your thick dick inside her and that how rough you're fucking her. 

"seems like i'm not the only one who likes your body, huh?" your pelvis slaps against her ass, making her perky breasts, butt cheeks and thighs jiggle. other men in the farm would definitely do anything just to be in your position right now. it's visible that they're lusting over joy's sexy body whenever she's working with them. it's funny how they've been working with her for months already, but you got to fuck her before them and you're just staying here temporarily. 

"fuckkk!" few more pumps and joy orgasms first. you felt her clench around you as you keep thrusting into her. you placed your hands on her waist, too focused on filling her with your cock. her legs are shaking, feeling weak as you keep crashing onto her pussy. you've resisted for as long as you can until hot spurts of cum were released from your cock. joy felt your cum dripping down to her legs when you loaded it inside her cunt. 

she lied down on the floor, her pussy still throbbing from the intense activity. her hair was all around her face and you could tell that she got tired as she was still breathless and some sweat dripped from her chest. 

"let's clean up first." you chuckled when you didn't get a response from joy. you picked her up like she weighs nothing, and she was too surprised by your action that she quickly held onto your nape. 

"what? you sore?" she slaps your chest upon hearing what you said.

"isn't it obvious?" 

"sorry, can't help but to fuck you hard." you laughed, knowing you did that because you knew that there's a chance that youngwoo heard both of your moans. maybe if he heard that he'd stop pestering joy and you'll be able to have her all on your own. and speaking of youngwoo, it seems like he left midway your intercourse. it's funny how you fucked joy too well that she forgot that he knocked when you're having sex earlier. 

you entered the bathroom and gently placed her down. you proceeded to open the faucet of the shower to clean her. you were telling the truth when you said that you'll clean her up, but an idea just popped into your mind.

“shit- stop…” joy moaned when she felt your finger teasing her pussy. you kissed her shoulder and her nails dug on your skin as she started to lose her senses again. “just my fingers, i promise.” you whispered. she bit her lower lip, which you find very hot, then you added another finger and started fingering her faster.

[ourdadai]

red velvet [ yeri ] lockscreens ♡

[yvesettex]

RED VELVET in BED (nsfw)

★ genre: headcanons, wlw

★ warnings: minors dni

🐇IRENE - irene is a romantic at heart. she loves the intimacy and privacy of sex and loves to be pleasured and pleasure you the best she can. she’s supet passionate and prefers love making to quickies. when she tops, she’ll get so focused on making you come and listening to your moans that she’ll get quiet and forget to talk dirty lol. she fingers you very gently and presses light kisses down your body and up your thighs before giving attention to your core- lovingly swirling her tongue slowly where you need her and smiling against your center when she hears you moaning her name. she’s the definition of a switch. she gets so loud and sensitive when you eat her out, you have to hold her hips down while she mews and moans your name. she loves scissoring and it’s like heaven with her- the two of you rubbing against eachother skin on skin while she throws her head back, lips parted. she loves grabbing your ass btw - she’s an ass girl fs. after sex she’ll get so sleepy and tired poor thing is worn tf out. you’ll hold her and press kisses to her forehead - bare chests pressed together. she passes out pretty quick in your arms and wakes up first in the morning, playing with your hair and pressing a kiss to your nose. she loves to buy you lingerie (gift giving is her love language)

🎧SEULGI - sex with seulgi can be rough she’ll grab your neck with both hands and do it from the back. she’s a god at fingering you, with her long fingers and sultry gaze that makes you scream her name. she pants and groans as you both face each others cores and suck eachother off. she doms most of the time but can be romantic and giggly when it’s unserious. she fs owns a dildo to use on you and the two of you try a bunch of toys - she presses the bullet to your clit and overstimulates you until tears come out of yo eyes. she gets super clingy and affectionate afterwards and props her head on your shoulder while grabbing your hand and pressing a kiss to your wrist. you both look at eachother and smile - her eyes turning into crescent moons and her cheeks rounding.

🦢WENDY - she’s such a pleaser and a huge flirt. tops mostly. she adores pleasuring you and could spend her whole day between your thighs. “yeah- mhmm keep being loud for me.” ugh imagine her hair all messed up and her lips shining with your wetness. she loves sucking your tits and circling her tongue around your nipple while curling her long fingers inside of you. she’ll make you come a minimum of 2-3 times and loves to overstimulate you. “you can take it love, just one more.” she praises you sm - calling you beautiful and perfect and tight and how well you’re doing, how lucky she is to have you. such a cheesy romantic after - spooning you and pressing kisses to your shoulder from behind while her arms wrap around your waist. she’s probably shorter than you (girly is like 5’1) but still is the big spoon lol.

🎱JOY - she’s a lowkey pillow princess when she bottoms but when she tops she’s such a dom. she gives you attitude and teases you constantly - sending you pics of her in lingerie rubbing her clothed clit or wearing short skirts and bending over in front of you while she bites her plump lips. she’s a brat fs but when you give her the same attitude she fucks it right out of you. her mouth spewing all types of curses and your name all drawn out. she fucks you hard with her fingers and kitten licks at your clit. loves 69-ing with you. she sucks at your core and kneads your ass with her hands, she hisses as you blow on her clit before eating her out like you’re starving and slipping your middle finger inside of her tight walls. after sex she’ll be such a sweetheart - cuddling you and holding you hand/dragging you into the shower where she’ll end up pinned against the wall with one leg thrown over your shoulder while you eat her out again. she’s open to fucking in any location and loves the risk of getting caught + quickies.

🥥YERI - super giggly and sweet sex the first couple of times. she sweetly presses her lips to yours and licks your bottom lip before letting her tongue in- eyes shut in bliss. she can’t help but giggle as she struggles to unclasp your bra. she clenches around your fingers as you curl them inside of her and a high pitched mew comes out of her mouth as she begs you to go faster. she gently kitten licks your clit, eyes on you the whole time - watching your face contort in pleasure. the sex gets more intense through your relationship and you find yourself in showers, pools, closets, and cars moaning eachother’s names. yeri cuddles up to you after- smelling like sex and lilies and pressing a kiss to your cheek and grinning, she falls asleep in your arms and you wake up with her hogging all the covers.

┕━━━━ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ━━━━┙ @yvego 2023

[fanfiction4sooya]

Hello mother, how are you? Big congratulations on the 800 followers. You deserve those and more🫶❤️🤗

Also, I don't know if you have already saw the Red Velvet trailer of yestarday, but any thoughts on Red Velvet being a cult manipulating you in joining them just to fuck you?👀🥴

Zazá

Hi Zazá, my beloved friend! 💖💖💖 I haven't answered before bc I needed to watch the trailer first!!

And thank you for congratulating me, you are the best 🥹

And girl??? If I could kiss your mind I would!!

Just imagine them as the heads of the cult, everyone so secretive and collected, always smiling at the pretty girls adoring them. They usually would each one choose one companion, but they all wanted you. Not even Irene could claim you alone because you were so mesmerizing they were all obsessing over you 🫠

So they decide to share.

The first time you were so clueless that they all thought you were the sweetest thing, willingly getting on your knees in front of the five of them, ever so sweet, a proper little lamb.

Irene kissed your forehead, laying you on the table as yeri ever so impatiently pulled your panties down to seulgi open your legs. You were breathing so heavily that you couldn't actually understand who was the one touching you and who was praising you talking sweet nothings to your ear. You felt joy's lips first sucking harshly on your clit as Wendy licked and bit your nipples.

They were the deities, the divine; but at that moment the five of them adored you on their knees.

They all passed you around, taking turns fingering you, humping and licking your pretty tight pussy, your ass...

You felt yourself fighting for your life when they also took turns sitting on your face as one of the others scissored you 🤤🤤🤤🤤

When they were done they cleaned you to put you back in bed as if none of that ever happened, but with the clear intentions of doing it again.

All the other girls asking you what the higher ups wanted with you and you just shilly said "they wanted me to be a good little lamb..." 🥺

[lovelaetter]

Simi, i'm in a Yeri brainrot since Bitch x Rich. The idea of a bratty, snob, mean girl who hates her father and poor people, OMG! Then reader come in the scene, like yeri's father hired reader as yeri bodyguard and even build a small room for her in yeri apartment, which pissed her. But one night, after sneaking out and going to a club with her friends, she gets inside her apartment amolst falling down and gets caught red handed by reader

TW: DUBCON

oh it being your last straw and losing your patience to rich girl yeri after the many many times she pissed you off and pulling her over your knee bc if she wants to act like a brat kid who doesn’t know how to follow rules she will be punished like one as well :(

pretty girl screaming that she will tell her dad, you can’t do that, she will get you fired and in real trouble, kicking and squirming trying to get away but you’re much stronger than her, holding her down and both her hands on her back. you don’t know what goes on your head but shoving her short dress up and your hand is coming down in contact with her bare cheeks :(

her telling you to “stop!!” at every spank but it gradually goes from pure anger to high pitched noises, panting, unconsciously squirming to push her ass up for you. the tension when she moans loud at a certain harsh slap, not daring to move when you stop, embarrassed… and you obviously can’t resist playing with her, hand sliding down to her pussy, rubbing her over her underwear and finding out she’s dripping wet..

maybe fingering her and making her squirt all over her expensive couch? maybe not to the sake of it being a punishment, shoving her off your lap and sending her to her room just to see the shock and desperation on her face…? who knows..

[revehae]

enchant me

pairing ↠ fairy!yeri x (f) reader

genre .. warnings ↠ smut, noncon touching, oral, lowkey morally ambiguous, fairy yeri × human reader

summary ↠ when your co-worker tells you that she knows a place where fairies are being sold, you're inclined to believe it's bullshit. that is, until you see them for yourself, and wind up taking yeri home. but having a new roommate is not without its fair share of troubles.

wc ↠ 4.0k

a/n ↠ part 3/5 of the legend has it series!

don't like it, don't read.

buy a pet fairy, your co-worker said. it’ll be fun, your co-worker said.

it had never been your plan, you doubted the existence of the supernatural and thought she’d been pulling your leg until you saw the incarcerated set of fairies gathered in the back of the store for yourself, and you somehow let her convince you to poke around.

your co-worker had given you the location of the place where the fairies would be sold. you were skeptical, for obvious reasons. it didn’t help that the store itself was very lowkey, not publicizing their business of abducted fairies. matter of fact, you had to have the right contacts to even know it existed. on the outside, it was a regular pet shop, though that was only a front for the real moneymaker.

i’m only poking around, you told yourself, monitoring the several caged fairies. your arms were crossed. you could feel the owner’s eyes fixed to your back. he watched his customers very attentively, which was valid. it wasn’t general knowledge that fairies existed and this was a very illegal side business.

cloaking your incredulity with indifference, you curiously strolled around with a poker face, willing yourself not to gawk as you passed by fairy after fairy. they looked a bit different than you expected. had they not had those giant wings attached to their backsides, you would have thought they were human.

these conditions, however, certainly weren’t human. caged like animals and who was to be sure whether they ate or not. you almost felt bad. most of them looked bored and dejected.

there was one that caught your eye, more striking than all of the others. though not of them looked exactly thrilled to be captured, she was the most obvious and tenacious, throwing herself against the metal cage as if that would get it to break. you noticed a number of cuts and bruises on her skin, though it wasn’t that hard of a guess to make that they were self-inflicted.

that day, though you constantly reminded yourself that you were only present to poke around, you came home with a pet fairy.

that was roughly two months ago. now, you and yeri, as she’d begrudgingly told you her name was, were a bit more acquainted with each other.

towards the beginning of your journey together, yeri was hell-bent on hating you, in spite of the fact that you were the one to free her from that godforsaken place. you didn’t appreciate how ungrateful she was, always bristling in annoyance at her impudence, but you didn’t give up on earning her favor.

you were a quick learner and yeri was a liker of many things. her room that you’d appointed her was very indicative of her character, filled to the brim with things she loved. her stubbornness didn’t come to an abrupt end there, but she slowly relented.

it took months of spoiling and princess treatment before you could be certain that yeri was fond of you. though when you did know, it was only because it was undeniable. it would be more apt to say that she was obsessed with you. the second you got home from work, she was voluntarily slipping your coat off of your shoulders to hang on the rack and gushing about her day and how much she missed you, which you didn’t mind. you didn’t have a lot of things to say when she asked how your days went, much less a lot of new things. it was mundane work and every day bled into each other.

fairies were not cheap, you learned, and for good reason. you figured they were hard enough to capture, especially stubborn ones like yours. it made sense to yeri that you had a good-paying job and a large house, where it was difficult for her to become board. whatever she wanted, it was at her fingertips. she did a lot of online shopping while you were away and called random stores mostly for fun.

watching her come to you, fluttering down the stairs, was the highlight of your days sometimes. never did you imagine you would find yourself attached to a fairy of all things, especially when you hardly knew they existed, but life wasn’t without its fair share of surprises.

every month, yeri’s bedroom seemed a lot more crowded. it was neat, though only because you had ample maids. given their contracts, you weren’t worried about them snitching to anyone about your supernatural affairs because you knew nobody would risk your kind of money to tattle.

hands resting at your hips, you asked skeptically, “do you really need all of this stuff?”

“yes,” yeri said in a heartbeat. she was resting on her bed, which was much more like a hammock, but if she liked it, you loved it. “i need all of this stuff.”

you rolled your eyes at her repetition. “okay, echo,” you droned. “i just think stuff like a corner of hello kitty plushies is a little unnecessary.”

yeri retorted, “i think your problem is that you don’t have enough stuff. you know, where i’m from, rich fairies had everything in the forest. you have all the money in the world and not a spec of color on your bedroom walls.”

that was true. if something wasn’t essential to your lifestyle, then you most likely weren’t going to buy it, although you had your reasons. “i don’t have time for extra stuff anyways,” you replied, sighing. “even if i bought cool things i liked, i wouldn’t have time to indulge myself.”

yeri had her chin supported by her palms, throwing you a look that was an astounding blend of boredom and cuteness. “then why buy a big house filled with things you don’t have to use? like a pool and a theater?”

“to attract, my love. bees flock to only the prettiest of flowers,” you said, crossing your arms. “speaking of which, i need you to stay in your room and be very quiet tonight. i’m having a guest over.”

“a guest?”

“yes. a guest,” you said. “so please, for the love of god, be on your best behavior.”

“i’m not a kid. i know how to conduct myself,” yeri huffed irritably. 

you took her word for it, and true to her word, yeri conducted herself very skillfully that evening. but when she heard the ungodly noises stretching from your bedroom that evening, she was of half a mind to storm in there and tear whatever girl you were with to shreds. 

that was when she realized, for the first time, that she was obsessed with you.

the second time was only two weeks later. 

“please,” yeri begged, eyes twinkling in desperation. 

you shook your head. “no.”

yeri’s bottom lip was jutted out, little stars glimmering in her eyes as she donned her sweetest tone and begged for the umpteenth time, “please? i will never ask you for anything ever again.” that’s a lie, she thought, and you were probably thinking it too, but she lived in the moment. 

she was trying very desperately to convince you to take a day off, mainly so that you could lounge around your house and actually wallow in the amenities that you’d paid for. the indoor pool, namely, though you hadn’t really questioned why. 

you heaved a breath. “yeri, i hope you understand that i have to go to work so that i can overindulge all of your costly interests. i can’t just call out whenever i want.”

yeri hummed. “what if you were sick?”

“i’m not sick.”

“yes, you are,” yeri chirped, giggling with sheer mischief.

it was no secret what she was implying and you hated that you were actually considering lying to your boss, but at last, yeri was your only vice. “fine,” you relented. “i’m sick.”

the lie was definitely worth the gigantic smile on yeri’s face as she watched you make a beeline for your phone.

half an hour later, you were meeting yeri at the indoor pool, clad in a bikini you initially doubted that you even had. you couldn’t even remember the last time that you’d worn one, though to be fair, it had most definitely been a while. you weren’t upset or annoyed that yeri had convinced you to take a day off, even with as much of a workaholic as you were, because it was a much needed break.

there were glass windows everywhere and a tall roof, but yeri wasn’t paying any mind to none of that. little did you know, for a good minute, her gaze was locked on your figure. she had seen your riches. what she had not seen, up until this very moment, was your exposed body.

she couldn’t get enough of your legs. for the most part, you generally wore slacks or knee-length skirts, though when you weren’t working you typically wore sweats. yeri had a nice view of your ass for a split second, and when you turned, an even better view of your breasts sitting nicely in your bikini top.

before you could notice her lewd stare, yeri dived into the pool, sporting a bikini of her own. it was pink, which you quickly learned was her favorite color.

“bet you didn’t know that fairies have different elements,” yeri said when her head popped back up. “i’m a water sprite.”

preferring to step down the stairs into the water, you crawled down the little steps. “yeah?”

“yeah,” she repeated. “do you wanna see something cool?”

there was a lull of silence while you hesitated. you never knew what to expect with yeri, but judging from the mischievous little twinkle in her eyes, it was nothing good. “i’m not sure if i do,” you trailed.

“please?”

realizing she would most definitely beg you until you agreed, you blew out a breath and relented, “fine.”

what you weren’t prepared for, however, was for a giant ball of water to knock you square in the chest. yeri giggled, as if there was something funny, while you spat out the water in your mouth and contemplated your entire existence.

“ha. ha,” you grumbled dryly, wringing out your hair.

your face was bristling with irritation and your whole body was glistening with droplets of water, and, gawking at you while you fetched a towel, yeri realized for the second time that her thoughts of you were all-consuming.

and it didn’t stop there. day after day, week after week, you drove yeri past the threshold of insanity. it was ironic that she went from loathing you with her utter being to dreaming of your hands on her body in her sleep, but there was no undoing the temptation.

to make matters worse, you didn’t seem to want her at all. obviously, you liked yeri and all, eating meals together instead of having them alone in your study like you used to and taking more days off, but you treated her as if she was merely a pet that you had to take care of.

and it was maddening. she couldn’t stand feeling like the pining was so terribly one-sided. none of her efforts to seduce you were fruitful. not even her walking around in her underwear, and given the simmering season (never mind your great air conditioning) you somewhat understood why she roamed the halls half-naked. 

she hated when you told her to stay put because you had a guest coming over. she hated when she had to hear the sound of another girl’s ecstatic moans blaring from down the hallway, and it was only fitting that she used your credit card to buy noise-canceling headphones. she hated that she had to touch herself while some undeserving woman got to touch you.

worst of all, she loathed being made feel like an animal, no matter how primal her needs were. humans, yeri chided, shaking her head with folded arms. so, so stupid.

but yeri was not yeri without a game plan. an unethical one, but that only served her character. you were going to see her for what she was - not the creature she was marketed as. that she was certain of.

a couple of nights later, you came home exhausted, which yeri wholeheartedly expected. she was more than familiarized with your schedules and you were never not spent after long days of negotiating with clients. you never thought she understood your sophisticated language when you talked about your job, but it had been said that she was full of surprises.

on more taxing days, you preferred skipping long dinners and going to bed as soon as possible. yeri was questionably understanding, not begging for another five minutes with you like you’d come to expect, but you were far too tired to linger on it and went upstairs to take a shower.

yeri waited an hour or an half before she came up to your room. if you followed your typical routine, then you surely should have been out like a light. as expected, you were. yeri quiet pushed open your door, careful not to wake you, and watched out for signs of disturbance in case you were to stir.

but you didn’t. it was almost as if you were dead, though yeri knew from your heaving chest and ever so gentle snores that you were far from.

whatever spontaneous little plan yeri had in store for you slipped from her thoughts the second she pulled back your comforter and revealed your sleeping body to her gaze. you were in a flimsy nightgown that looked far too good on you and it made her brain short-circuit. it was unfair that other people, people that weren’t her, got to see what was underneath.

bewitched, her hand dropped to your leg, touching it like she had tirelessly longed to for so many months. she wasn’t asking for much, she thought. she just wanted you to see her the same way that she saw you.

your legs were warm. yeri was no longer paying attention to your resting face, completely engrossed with the rest of your body. your legs were soft, too. she could smell the lotion you’d lathered over your skin before bed and even the smell of you was inviting.

yeri’s hand inched further up your legs, desperate to pull back all of the metaphorical layers and see what was underneath - or in between. her fingers wiggled around your thighs, her heartbeat quickening the closer she got between the pair. the gap was closing almost in slow motion, her lips open to unrestrain her ragged breathing.

then, she felt your fingers tighten around her wrist and you grumbled, “what do you think you’re doing?”

yeri was vexed. so close, she grimaced. and yet she was so far away. she huffed, “what does it look like?”

“it looks like you’re touching me,” you said, in spite of the fact it was obviously a rhetorical question. not that you gave a damn. “notably without my consent.”

though someone would expect her to, yeri didn’t try to withdraw her hand, even though it was tightly locked between yours. “you don’t get to do this,” she mumbled. 

“excuse me?”

“you don’t get to act as if you’re the one hurt,” yeri added, finally snatching her arm away. “you don’t know how long i’ve waited for you to notice me, but instead, you just fuck all of these dumb whores that only want you because you’re rich!”

“yeri…,” you started. 

yeri interjected, tears running down her face as she angrily screamed, “don’t say my name now! they don’t deserve you. i’m the only one that sees you for more than your money, you know that? they don’t know you like i do - they don’t love you like i do!”

“yeri,” you called out again, snappier. “i’m not a mind reader. why wasn’t your first thought to just tell me this?”

yeri crossed her arms, stubborn. “i don’t know.”

“yeri, sit down.”

though she wanted to disobey, the look in your stare quickly discouraged her from doing so. she plopped on your mattress, lips jutted.

“if you wanted me, all you had to do was say that,” you told her, grabbing her hands. 

yeri’s eyes twinkled. “does that mean you want me too?”

you answered her with a kiss, pressing your lips flush against hers. yeri didn’t hesitate to kiss you back, heart fluttering. warmth filled her chest and wings flittered in her gut.

when you pulled back, it was only to croon in her ear, “would you rather me tell you or show you?”

“show me,” yeri whispered.

you grinned. nevermind that you’d barely slept. you always had more than enough energy for yeri.

in a matter of seconds, you somehow mustered the energy to throw yeri’s legs open, just after slipping her panties off her legs. she was full of attitude, but when you went to spread her apart, you almost couldn’t fathom her being so pliant.

when you noticed that she was already significantly wet, you fought a chuckle. there was no way in hell she got this aroused merely from touching your legs. little did you know, even you getting a little too close to her could do more ungodly things to her body than she’d rather admit. it was embarrassing.

especially when now, with your tongue flitting around her clit, was the very first time that you had ever paid her any mind. yeri was so used to being ignored by you. it was her biggest dream for you to see her in the same context that she saw you, and her biggest fear for you not to. not that she had to worry about that anymore, but that was exactly what had her head spinning in disbelief.

rather than toss her underwear into oblivion, you kept her panties balled in your fists, noting that they were baby pink. fitting, you thought in amusement.

yeri could’ve moaned at the sight of you with her panties in your inescapable palms and your head craned between her legs. it was likely that she did. you wouldn’t have been able to tell the difference between all the other contented sounds escaping her mouth as her thighs quivered, sensitive.

you, on the other hand, were amazed by her sensitivity. all it took was lapping at her clit and it was as if her whole body was coming to life, sparks flying every which way. she was already so responsive, arching into the air. she refused to keep her body still though it was obvious it was beyond her control, unable to decide whether or not she wanted to lean in for more or shy away in vulnerability.

yeri called out your name, whimpering out a shaky, “fuck.”

the sound of her labored breaths and blissful sounds had arousal gathering between your own legs, but with the treasure presented squarely before you, you weren’t inclined to react. all it did was make you even more relentless with your tongue, sucking at her bundle of nerves.

while you tongued her clit, you drove two fingers inside of her hole, feeling her pussy no longer throb around nothing as its grip tightened at your digits. yeri whined, thinking it was too much stimulation, not that she would ever admit it.

holy fucking shit, this feels so good. goddamn, yeri thought, her whole mind going numb. what she couldn’t say in between her desperate sounds was jumbled around in her brain.

she understood why there were always loud, high-pitched cries coming from this room at night. yeri wasn’t stupid, she understood that your so-called guests were random hookups she didn’t care to know how you’d met, but she didn’t realize you were this mind-blowing at sex. she should’ve known.

to feel one of your hands clamping her thigh while you went down on her was something she used to only be able to dream of. and she had dreamed of it, no less, but the combined skill of your tongue and fingers exceeded the threshold of her expectations. you were far too good for her to ever ever think of returning to a life without this kind of pleasure.

whether you liked it or not, she was a permanent stain on your life now. you weren’t going to toss her away when you were done and had gotten what you wanted like you did every other woman. if she had to do anything and everything to grab your attention, it would just have to be that way.

little did she know, you had always wanted to have a taste of her. you just didn’t want her to feel obligated to have sex with you strictly because you took her in. obviously, she had never been alone in her feelings, you just weren’t aware that they were genuinely reciprocated.

you changed her life for the better. you took her from a human-sized cage to a mansion filled with every amenity she could’ve ever wanted, spoiling her rotten. and you knew that she was grateful, but all you expected for your generosity was appreciation, not favors.

yeri had made it clear that her affections for you went deeper than that though. she obviously appreciated your wealth and her wings fluttered in thrill whenever you surprised her with a new item, much like they did now, but there was something about you that piqued her curiosity. any other affluent person could have bought her, those were the only that could afford fairies at the ridiculous but understandable prices they were being sold at, but they could have been a jerk.

not you. you always made sure that she was taken care of and had everything she needed. you didn’t use her for entertainment like every other fairy feared they would be. you didn’t make her feel like a pet.

“don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop,” yeri chanted, sensing her orgasm sneaking up on her.

the pressure building in the pit of her stomach increased tenfold. somehow, you became even more merciless, eating her out like you wanted to break was left of her. and in a way, there was some truth. whatever you wanted to do to her, yeri was inclined to allow you.

her eyes rolled to the back of her head, so much heat tensing in her thighs. whatever amount of energy you had yeri returned back to you, vigorously rocking her hips into your mouth while her hands latched onto your hair. she had every intention of getting off and you were going to bring her there.

“gonna cum,” yeri announced, gripping the sheets for purchase. “gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cum.”

you said nothing, only pulling out all the stops to finish her. you badly wanted to make her orgasm, watch her release on your tongue like it was the last time. every bone in your body ached for this moment.

with a couple more passings of your tongue over her clit, yeri’s orgasm knocked the wind out of her whole being. she couldn’t breathe for at least a whole minute, her body moving at its own accord, his thrusting angrily into her mouth as the rest of her convulsed and a scream ripped from her throat. it was the most aggressive orgasm you had ever seen and you were proud to say that you were the root.

yeri arched off the bed and cried out, tears flooding her eyes, until she finally went limp. her eyes were winced closed, lips open, struggling to seek breath.

“holy fuck,” yeri exhaled. “holy shit. holy fuck.”

you nearly snickered, but remembered why this was happening in the first place. “next time you have a problem, let’s just address it, please,” you said levelly, standing to your flat toes. “i prefer solving things over fussing over them.”

considering your definition of solving things, yeri was in no place to contend. “yeah. let’s do that.”

now you laughed. you had no idea what you were going to do with her.

[abby-grace]

same anon with yeri ask, smut please. thank you!

I feel like you intentionally chose one of my ult biases. But hey hey, Let’s go!

“Fuck, you’re so pretty. Making me lose my fucking mind.”

Yerim is practically just babbling now, she can hardly think straight just looking at you.

“Pretty baby just always needs her mouth filled, huh? Should’ve dated a man.” Your mouth pops off her strap, “No, only want you! No other man, no other woman, no one! Only you!” You return your mouth to the silicone dick, wanting prove you only want her, your hands gripping her thighs.

“Damn fucking right, only me. Get up. I wanna see your pretty tits.” Yerim pulls your mouth back once more and guides you onto her lap. “You’re so beautiful. Especially so fucked out like this. What’s wrong, princess? i haven’t even fucked you yet.” She attaches her own mouth to one of your tits, and shoves two of her fingers in your cunt.

You’ve hardly heard a thing she’s said, just basking in the attention, feeling so loved, and so, so, so close to the edge. “Please, Please, Please, i’m so close— fuck, please.” Yerim removes her fingers and sits you on her strap. She brings your forehead to press against hers, and you have no idea what comes out of her mouth, you just know the words are full of lust and love.

Yeah, you only want her.

[fillinforlater]

am i guessing a yeri in nipple clamps smut in the future?

Spaceship: Horizon - Part 9: Critical Clamps

Male Reader x Kim Yerim

Length: 2916 words

Tags: tits play, nipple play, nipple clamps, rough sex, hardcore, not boring, exhibitionism kink, thigh riding, forced orgasm, against the wall, standing sex, slapping kink, tits slap, hook-up

TW: SLAPS and harsh nipple play

Inspiration: this old-ass ask and ofc, those legendary Yeri pics

Credit: @midnightdancingsol for editing. Thank you, as always!

(A/N: AFTER AGES, Spaceship: Horizon has returned. I hope you enjoy, if you still remember wtf this even is xD)

“Appointment in two minutes. Appointment in two minutes. Waking up is mandatory. Appointment in two minutes.”

In a seemingly endless cycle of monotony, Helper’s speaker blurts out the unequivocal message. Rhythmically flickering red lights bounce off of the bright walls amplify the importance and urgency of the words. Those words are also displayed on the screen which is pointed at you from Workers desk. 

The panic-inducing cacophony of visual and auditory madness does not go past your eyes and ears. You see without realizing, hear without understanding, breathe without feeling alive. Everything around you spins, and then it stops, just to do it again the other way around. Of course it has been weird before, waking up in a spaceship, the guinea pig of alien overlords, but this is a different, significantly worse feeling. Vividly, the pictures still haunt you. Her words are more real than every repeated sentence by the machine that echoes menacingly. The same goes for her hands that grab your hips and for her knees that dig into your calves, but worst of all, she is still inside you. Her cock stretches you wide. It’s so painful that tears begin to run down your pale, numb features. Your hand runs down your back and you feel for it, the cock, the phallic monster that she speared you with. 

It’s not there. It was never there. It was a dream. 

Yet still, you feel utterly violated and the pain is gut wrenchingly real.

“The appointment is now. The appointment is now. Stand up, your guide is waiting outside.”

#

“Hey, there you are! How are you—oh fuck, you look terrible! Yah!”

Yena catches your fall. Her arms are surprisingly strong and she is able to place you down at one of the bright walls of the hallways in front of your cell. With hasty hand flaps, she fans air towards your face as you continue to sink closer to the floor without showing any signs of being fine.

“Please, hey! Talk to me. What happened? What did they do to you?”

Judging from Yena’s reaction—her scared and angry eyes, as well as the heavy shaking on your shoulders speak volumes—you have to look terrible. Well, it is only a reflection of how you feel, distraught, almost lifeless. You look at Yena and try to send her a signal, something like ‘I’m fine’, but there is barely any strength in you.

“Come on! Your heart is still beating, act like it. Please, you’re still here, right?”

“Y-yeah… maybe,” you respond dryly. Yena takes a deep breath, then another. She is probably trying to control her overheating emotions and use the energy to get you back up. A grab at the hem of your work attire and she pulls upwards.

You don’t resist, no, you assist. Press the palm of your hands on the ground, feel the smooth, stupidly clean texture of it. Angle your feet, feel the soft, still-fresh soles of it. Tense all your muscles, feel the rush of being alive. Your bottom might still hurt, the violation very real in your head, but they will not break you like this. 

It’s a short fight, a small victory, but oh-so-important. Next to the shorter Yena, you wobble towards the elevator, while her hand at your back guides you in a different sense now. 

“I don’t know what happened,” Yena says after entering the hissing doors of the elevator, “but your Worker must be cruel if it left you like this.”

“Ts, this fucker wasn’t even there after… this shit. The Helper had to wake me up.”

“Huh? Maybe it has begun then.”

Yena’s mumble is barely above a whisper. You turn towards her, but she interrupts your train of thoughts:

“Seems like things are set regardless.”

“Yes, but what—”

An index finger on your lips.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll explain it later. For now, just do your job. 

“It, this will be over soon, I promise.”

#

Boring and dull. This is what your life has come to. Working nine-to-five, sleeping eight hours, having everything you need to live a secure life. Most people would consider it good. Compared to the average human on planet Earth, you probably even live in luxury. It leaves you empty however. You crave for more action, excitement, anything to look forward to. 

To counter your lethargic state, you downloaded a couple of apps and visited multiple sites that claim to make hook-ups easy. Some of them are, of course, scams, totally fake, but one of them caught your interest—until you realized how vanilla most women are on there. 

Everything is already boring, I don’t need my sex life to be the same, you sigh to yourself while reading profile after profile. At least most of them look attractive and the app seems legit. It’s still not enough however. You need this spark, this burning desire, this passion in your heart again that makes you feel alive again—

Name: Yeri

Age: 23 years

Description: AM I NOT INTERESTING? 

There it is. You can’t remember how long you have waited for this moment. Your pupils widen to take in more of the photos before you. She looks bored, annoyed, dismissive, while her body is barely covered at all. A white wool top, short and thin, leaves almost nothing to the imagination when it comes to size and shape of her breasts. Black shorts further below fail to cover anything of her smooth looking legs, and the midriff in between is deadly. Toned and spotless, like the rest of her skin. 

Before you read the rest of her description, your eyes scan her features again, thoroughly this time. Especially her full, light pink lips strengthen your arousal, as you imagine how she can use them. The shape of her jaw is another perfectly fitting piece to her visual and those damned orbs bring you down to the text she wrote. 

I swear, if you treat me or my nipples nicely, I’m gonna leave you blue-balled and reveal your sorry ass messages to everyone you know. I can’t fucking stand slow and calm, hell, if you like doing that, don’t penetrate me. It’s totally overrated anyways, just take my nipples and twist them until I collapse, fuck.

I’m allergic to losers, so don’t be boring in your first message.

You want to take this advice to heart, you really do. However, it is too late. Nothing will stop you from getting this woman to your house. Even if she doesn’t exist, goddammit, you will create her out of thin air. Before you lose your mind, you slide into her DMs with something that should surely show, if this Yeri is the real deal.

I swear, if you don’t wear fucking nipple clamps when you walk into my apartment, I’m gonna leave you unruined and reveal your sorry ass profile to your parents, fuck.

Ten seconds pass. It might as well be ten minutes. One minute passes. It might as well been one hour. Eighty-nine seconds pass. It might as well be an entire lifetime. Then, finally, Yeri responds, quick and bluntly.

Send your address. Now.

#

You stand in the frame of your open door. The long hallway towards the elevators is void of life, but that does not mean that it will stay this way. Soon, Yeri will walk down to your apartment, and if she is bold enough to wear her exposed clamps, surely someone will spot her. There are just too many neighbors traversing these corridors.

The metal doors open for the twenty-second time since you started your surveillance. Once again, it’s one of your many, many neighbors you have no clue about. Is he the one with the loud dog? The F1 fan? Maybe the one that fights with his wife from Tuesday to Friday, but you don’t know.

Before the old guy disappears in his entry, the second elevator arrives. Number twenty-three, highly likely to be another disappointment, yet your heart rate jolts upwards—

—rightfully so. Sliding doors reveal Yeri, same black hair and make-up as in the photos, just that her shorts are blue this time and similarly bad at hiding her physically fit body. Her posture is stiffer, shoulders seem half an inch broader, but that could be the distance; but all of these new realizations come second to the most important one:

Yeri’s chest is bare, her stiff nipples are clamped up and connected by a metal chain. Her sizable breasts bounce up and down, making the chain jiggle with each step she takes through the wooden hallway. Astonishingly, she seems completely unfazed, as there is no flush on her pale features. Each of her confident steps make her hips sway mesmerizingly. 

Leave the door ajar and sneak behind it. Blood reaches in every corner of your body, heating it up like an old engine finally able to run again. Your mind goes haywire in this process, at one second filled to the brim with fantasies and how to act them out, in the next it’s completely empty. You expected time to pass slower, but Yeri is already at the door, her calm breath only a foot away.

“I know you’re there,” she says, slyly, sultrily, “Just come and take me.”

In a carnal instinct, your senses reach their highest high imaginable, and as your rationale and thoughts fade away, you burst through the door. You greet Yeri in an absolutely inexcusable, rude manner that will remove any of her possible doubts about coming here in a single motion:

Hand wrapped around her chain, you yank her inside and onto a nearby wall. The impact of her bare back does not leave the beige wallpaper undamaged. Good. If this gives you new motivation in life, you might just renovate the entire room, but first, you need to tear down something else: Yeri’s shorts.

“Nothing underneath?”

A rhetorical question, of course. No panties pool on the floor, so she definitely expects some action between her legs as well. Your entire focus however is on her tits, with swollen nipples in between tightly pressing pieces of metal. As you missed her first reaction to a pull, you tug again, this time upwards. 

Yeri shrieks and cries out, her eyes wide and teary. The middle links of the chain rest against her chin. If she lets her lower jaw sink down any further, she can actually take the chain into her mouth. To evoke this fabulous visual, you give the exposed underboob a harsh, first slap. 

“Ouh, fuck. Hng!”

“Shit, this looks good on you,” you hiss, high on seeing Yeri pull her own nipples up with her mouth, “Be careful, don’t drop it.”

Through her nose, Yeri breathes heavily. Her eyes are now almost fully closed, through the tears she probably can’t see you properly. A new level of roughness, however, forces the lids open again. 

With both of your hands free now, you pull the small woman away from the wall to have her stand in the middle of the room, easily accessible from all sides. And from all sides, you start to cover her pale body in red with sets of slaps. Yeri is covered in red handprints from neck to thighs.

She winces and her legs begin to flutter, then stagger, but she stands through the mixture of pain and pleasure. Of course, her nipples are still clamped, but you can clearly see her begging eyes. It is evident that she wants those hands mauling her ass cheeks to go berserk on her tits. 

Out of nowhere, one hand distractingly on her hip, a slap lands on and ripples through Yeri’s right tit. Instantaneously, she screams. Her legs start to give out and she drops the chain from her gaping, still-shrieking mouth. Unable to catch both her frame and the chain, you settle on her body and harshly pin it back to the wall. 

Yeri’s knees have become mushy, so you place your knees beneath her soaked, uncovered pussy and have her sit on your thigh. Your jeans hit her clit and she immediately tenses up. Trying to stand on her own, she grasps for the wall. The tearing of your wallpaper continues. It gets worse when you pull on the chain again.

“Did you ever cum while riding someone's knee?”

“N-no.”

“Good. Time to change this.”

“Wha—ah, fucking shit!”

You grope Yeri’s breast, then pull at both of her nipples. She screams once more and you push your legs just a little further, so she has to tiptoe away from the stimulation of your thigh. It is in vain, as one slap is enough: Yeri shrieks, her legs give out and she grinds on the denim. An added rub on her swollen clit, and the girl throws her head back. Warm juices start to soak your pants. You grin in victory, and repeat your plan without giving the mindlessly shivering woman a minute to recover.

Yeri is intoxicating: her features every time you do something new to her breasts, her body whenever you make it melt or turn its remarkable form red, her cunt as it unloads again and again without failing. You could do this forever, grope every inch of her skin, keep her three nubs hard and aroused, watch her gorgeous face be that of a silly painslut. 

Yet this primal instinct urges you to finally release yourself. The greed for your own orgasm takes over and so you rid yourself of jeans that are thoroughly covered in girl cum. You glance at Yeri to see if she realizes what is about to happen to her, but the way her tongue sticks out she is still in orgasmic delirium. Remove her clamps and she jumps back quickly.

“F-fuck, that was good,” she says in her haze, arms hanging lazily to her sides.

“It’s not over yet. I haven’t finished.”

You lift one of her legs over your shoulder and bury your cock into her pussy. New sounds leave both of your lips, a surprised grunt from Yeri and a desperate groan from you. The two of you know that this will not last long, so it becomes a formality. A very pleasurable formality, where you savor how silky smooth the red velvety walls of Yeri’s fuckhole are. It has amazing heat and when you suck and twist her nipples, she tightens tremendously. 

Soon, you feel like exploding. Yeri feels it too and gets off of your cock. It feels almost natural how she falls to her knees and immediately warms your length again with her mouth. A couple of bops of her small head and you announce the finale of this meetup.

“On… on your tits, Yeri, fuck, please.”

With a pop you are free from her tongue—

“Of course. You made them yours today.”

—and burst a lifetime of semen over her glorious, big chest. Globs of cum run over the red skin, surely sensitive, and you sink to the ground before her. In a last shot, you take into view what has finally made your life fun again.

#

“Damn, I have to say, you are amazing at this. Better than I imagined from your videos.”

“Thank you, I guess.”

This is getting awkward for you. Usually, less than a minute after the official scene is finished, Worker would show up, blindfold you and take you away. Exactly like earlier, Worker is nowhere to be seen and so you quietly sit next to a bare chested Yeri, who hasn’t bothered walking away or at least cleaning up her cum-glazed breasts. She is definitely not feeling the same awkwardness as you, maybe none at all. 

“I kinda knew after watching the Mina video that you were good. I waited some time and after the Sakura video, I applied. It didn’t disappoint.”

“Ah, uhm, thanks again. Fuck, so everyone saw like… every single one of them or what?” You laugh, trying to hide the embarrassment that still persists. No matter how many pornos you will have to record for them, this embarrassment might never go away. A loud, confused looking Yeri interrupts your train of thought.

“Uhm, I think you kinda underestimate how popular and important you are. Like, literally everyone and everything on this ship knows you and has seen your cock.”

“What? What the fuck are you talking about?”

It feels stupid to ask a serious question with a big flush on your face, while Yeri’s boobs jiggle as she stands up and walks over to the unused bed. 

“Haven’t you noticed? None of our supervisors, no Worker, not even a Helper, have come to take us back to our quarters. Isn’t that strange? At first they always monitor us, guide and control everything, but now they are late and we are free to do whatever we want.”

Yeri smirks and leans back. It’s now impossible for you to look into her eyes without seeing her erect nipples. 

“I noticed, of course. I was working in other departments. A lot of people said that the Workers were behaving differently, more lenient, and very distracted. Maybe it’s a new policy or experiment—”

“And what if I told you,” Yeri interrupts you with a mysterious echo in her voice, “that it is something entirely different, something you have brought upon them?”

“Huh? What is it? Tell me, please!”

Yeri shakes her head and smiles cunningly.

“Ask Yena or… someone else. I want a second round. Now.”

[woliefairr]

✩ yeri ( red velvet ) lockscreens.

☆ – se pegar curta, siga & reblogue !!

[sassyjoy]

paradise

genre: smut

word count: 1.6k 

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your aunt will be out of town for a week so you're doing her a favor by helping with her farm since they lack of manpower after several workers resigned due to unforeseen events. as a kind nephew, you couldn't say no to your favorite family relative when she asked you for help. she promised you that a week will be quick, and that she'll give you a salary for your work when she comes back. you declined the income part and told her that it's been a while since you last came to the countryside and you're going to treat this 'job' as a vacation. so you were more than willing to help since you will be away from the city, where pollution is chronic and noise is everywhere. 

she introduced you to the people you're going to be working with for seven days. they all seemed to be nice and you're hoping they really are. your auntie assigned someone to assist you during your week-long stay here and you thought she was pretty– pretty annoying. 

her name's joy, and contrary to her name, she's not fun to work with. she kept chatting with you while working when you totally made your point when she first introduced herself that you prefer being quiet while doing your business since you have a job to finish. you were only giving her fake reactions to what she was saying that were completely not related to what you were doing. you thought that she might find you rude for not responding to her but you don't really care. 

four days have passed. you're half way from coming back to the city. you told your aunt that you missed the countryside but here you are, counting your days to leave the rural area. you just can't wait to leave this place. few more days and you'll be able to get away from the person annoying you.

if we're being honest, joy is attractive. she has a long, dark hair that perfectly suits her milky skin. she has a pair of large, lustrous eyes that take your breath away every time you're having eye contact. she is tall, tall enough for her head to rest on your shoulder. to make it short, she is your type. but you just find her personality bothersome and it looks like you're the only one thinking about her like that since she seems to be close with everyone in this place. they adore her as if she's their own family. 

you always see her wearing high waisted wide leg jeans topped with oversized button down shirt and a tee inside it. you have always wondered why is she wearing that in this hot weather. maybe it's because of the sunlight? to prevent her skin from being tanned? 

you forgot to mention that she has these lips that is soft and inviting, the kind of lips you want to kiss over and over again. and maybe that's the reason that led you into making out with her. it's been four days since you started working on your aunt's farm, and who would've thought that it would also only take four days for you to have sex with someone you find annoying. 

you don't even remember how the two of you ended up in the storage room where newly picked peaches are being kept in preparation for exporting. both of you were just harvesting peaches as you were tasked to, but then you found yourselves partly dressed; touching and kissing each other like there's no tomorrow. 

"how long have you been this hard?" joy teased you when she felt your dick twitch at the slightest contact with her body as she got on top of you, sitting in the area where you wanted her to be in place. 

"a while." you answered naughtily as you take off your white shirt, leaving your pants and boxers down on your ankles as the only clothing that prevents you from being entirely naked. any moment from now, someone may enter the storage room and you'll be doomed once they saw the both of you doing god knows what.

joy took this as a chance to plant soft kisses on your neck, leaving marks on it before positioning your dick to her entrance. your tip barely entered, and joy already knew she'll lose her mind. 

“put it all inside now baby, please…” you begged as if you're in a hurry. you just can't wait to fuck the shit out of her and use her body for your own pleasure. joy didn't think twice, her hands dropped onto your shoulders for support as she sat on you completely. 

you placed your hands inside her shirt in attempt to touch her chest, but you ended up removing her tee together with her black bra, leaving her totally naked. her breasts were big enough for your liking. her rose-colored nipples, obvious that were hard, tempting you to suck and milk the fuck out of it.  

"shit-" joy whimpered as you held her slim waist, guiding her. your dick was too big for her to take. you remembered how cocky she was earlier when she told you she can take you in one go. but now seeing her with her eyes shut tightly, trying to get used to your size, makes you chuckle.

"you said you can take me?" you teased her. 

she breathes hard as she slowly move her pelvis, "i didn't expect that you were this big." 

"you think so little of me." you scoffed. 

"i am expecting you to be big, but not this BIG!" she explained that made you smirk. joy started grinding on you, touching your neck, face, and your hair, then resting it on your broad chest. she keeps riding your cock, making these little sounds that are like music to your ears. 

"oh, god..." joy closed her eyes when she felt your hands on her hips, dragging her body against yours. 

"you need to keep your mouth shut or else they'll hear you," you said breathlessly. your hands reached her face, and you pulled her in closer to kiss her. as much as you want to hear her lovely moans, you had to shut her mouth so you won't attract any attention from outside. 

your eyes darted on her breasts moving freely as joy bounce on top of you. what you're seeing was much more than what you could have imagined. you sucked one of her breasts like a baby hungry for his mother's milk all while you played with her other nipple with your thumb. you felt joy groped your hair, and you instantly knew that this sensation is driving her crazy. 

joy bit her lip to prevent herself from moaning while pumping her pelvis up and down on top of you. out of all the farm work she has done, this was the hardest– not making noise while having sex with the hottest man her eyes had laid on. 

a loud moan accidentally slipped past joy's lips when you met her pelvis, but she's quick to cover her own mouth. if she's the only one moving earlier, now, you're meeting her movements halfway. sweats are starting to form on your forehead. her hair that is in a ponytail this morning is now loosening up and is getting messy. 

"this won't do..." you said as you change your position, now you're hovering on top of her. joy's back arched upon contact with the cold surface of the floor. 

you covered joy's mouth using your hand as you slowly slide your hard cock on her wet pussy. you leisurely thrust inside her so she'd get used to your long, thick, and veiny dick. once you're fully sheathed in her cunt, you began fucking her relentlessly. 

you gripped her waist to be in control, which made joy cover her own mouth with her left hand to prevent herself from making noises while her free hand touching her nipple.

"fuck, you're so tight!" you whispered on her ear as you punctuate each word with a hard thrust. joy groped her breast, feeling the pleasure you were giving. you kept on shoving your dick in her pussy and all joy could do was produce mumbled noises.

you removed the strands of hair covering her face and you can see the lust in her eyes, wanting and begging you to fuck her more. you were quick to notice that she was near, so you slowed down your movement, earning you a playful slap on your arm.

"you're enjoying making me suffer, you fucker-" joy was cut off by your sudden action where you pulled out your length only to push it inside her glistening core with roughness. 

"fuck, yes..." joy moans. she loves the way you're stretching her out. you tried keeping it quiet, but the sound of your skins slapping echoed the storage room. she spread her legs even more, mouth wide open as moans kept coming out. 

"i want to fuck you all day," you can't help but to moan. at this point, you don't want to stop. you don't even care if someone walks in and sees you on the floor fucking joy ruthlessly. 

"you're taking me so well." you were going so hard and she felt it. 

"fuck, fuck! i'm close!" joy says breathily but you showed no signs of slowing down. 

"tell me you're on a pill because i can't pull out at this point..."

"i am-" joy gripped onto your arms as she can't take it any longer. 

"ahh, shit! i'm coming!" you whispered out of breath while you continuously pound inside her roughly. with one hard thrust, you released hot spurts of cum inside her throbbing pussy. some even started dripping down her sleek legs, but she seems too worn out to care.

as you were about to speak, the sound of a closing door was heard across the quiet room. you made an eye contact with joy, and you knew you fucked up. 

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Continuation and part 2 of Best Lollipop Ever!

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Y/n’s POV

After that amazing “game” I played with Wendy, I decided to head into my room to chill and wait for my turn to take a shower. I get on my phone and decided to check out Wendy’s friends. And my god are they really something. I wait for a few more minutes for Wendy to finish then get up to grab myself a towel and-

“Hey dumbass! Go take a shower, you stink.” She says after she opens my door and peaks her head in.

“My friends are coming over in a few minutes.” She leaves and heads downstairs. She really does get annoying sometimes, but anyway I’m gonna head over to the shower.

15 minutes later

Just finished up and wrapped myself in a towel. I make my way downstairs to grab a drink but then got stopped by someone who spotted me.

“Mmm who’s that hottie Wendy?” The tall girl with long black hair and bangs asked. I see Wendy’s friends and herself as she looks at me with an annoyed look.

“Really!? Y/n go put some fucking clothes on!” She throws the cushions at me but I catch them all and throw them back on the couch.

“Okay okay I will now stop.” I put the cushions back. I smile as I look at the girls and introduce myself. “Hey there ladies, I’m Y/n, and welcome to our wonderful home.” I say and Wendy rolls her eyes.

“Guys this is my dumbass brother Y/n, Y/n this is Irene, Seulgi, Yeri and Joy.” She introduced them and I come over to shake there hand. They all smile except for Irene. She kinda looks annoyed by me too but, oh well, she’s hot too.

Wendy gets more annoyed and pulls me upstairs and tells me to put some clothes on. “Ugh, okay okay I will!”

Joy’s POV

“Wendy, your brother is hot!” I couldn’t get his muscular body and handsome face out of my head. Wendy rolls her eyes.

“Eww, no he’s not.” She says as we all head to the couch and sit down then turn in the tv.

“Yes he is! Do you think so too Seulgi?” Yeri asked her after agreeing with me. Seulgi looks up and nods as she bits her lip a little and blushes.

“I can’t lie Wendy, he is.” She admitted and Wendy rolls her eyes in disgust. “What do you think of him Irene?” She asks and Irene doesn’t say anything as she wasn’t interested. She shakes her head and gets up.

“Let’s make something to eat instead of talking about her brother.” Irene says as she walks of with Wendy and Seulgi. Yeri and I just continue to watch but then a thought came into my head. Do you know what it is? Yep, Y/n. His body, his abs, his face. Fuck it’s getting me so wet. I get up and look over at Yeri as she watches.

“I’ll be using the bathroom.” I tell her and she nods as she focuses on the tv. I make my way up the stairs and sneak my way to find Y/n’s room which I did as his door was a little open. I quietly tippy toed my way over and take a peak inside and there he was. Damn! Look at that body.

I keep watching and bite my lip. Oh my! He’s gonna drop his towel! He slowly takes it off and drops it. Oh. My. Fucking. God! H-his cock is fucking huge as well. Fuck, now I’m more wet! Oh fuck this, I can need to get a closer look.

Y/n’s POV

I drop my towel but then heard my door shut. I turn around and see Joy as she entered my room and looks at me but specifically at my bottom half. I quickly try my best to cover my cock but was slowly getting hard as I look at her sexy outfit and body as well as her beautiful face.

“W-what are you doing here!?” I say nervously as I see her bite her lip and slowly walk over to me. She doesn’t say a word as she walks up closer and closer in front of me.

“Holy fuck you’re huge! And fucking hot!” She finally looks at me and tries to move my hand but I stopped her.

“Joy stop!” I tell her as I didn’t want anyone to find her here in my room.

“Oh come on, your cock is so big. Let me see.” She moves my hand and grabs onto my shaft with one hand to get a feel. I couldn’t stop her and let out a soft moan. “So… thick… so warm.” She looks at my cock then gets onto her knees for a better view.

“J-Joy they might be looking for you.” I try to get her to stop. I can’t lie, this is fucking hot. My tip is literally near her face.

“No they won’t, and besides, I know you’re liking this.” She smirked. “You got a girlfriend?” She looks up at me seductively as she slowly strokes my now hard cock. I shake my head and she bites her lip even more.

“Good.” Is what she said and wastes no time and takes my cock into her warm and hot mouth. Fuck! Am I in heaven?

Third Person POV

Y/n leans his head back in pleasure as Joy works her magic down on his shaft. She takes his length out of her mouth, then spits onto his cock and strokes him, making sure she covers your whole cock with it.

“Mmm you like that Y/n?” She winks and smirks as she slaps his tip onto her tongue. She continues her work blowing his hard cock whilst playing with his balls. She was loving every single second of this. Y/n decided to make sure the opportunity doesn’t slip away and grabs a fistful of her hair, making a ponytail and face fucks his cock into her welcoming mouth. Meanwhile downstairs, Yeri noticed Joy was taking a little too long in the ‘bathroom’ and gets up to look for her. She makes her way upstairs and sees that the bathroom was not closed. She was a little confused but then heard a gagging sound and some words. She follows the sound which lead to Y/n’s room door and listens in.

“Mmm f-fuck… y-your c-cock… is huge!” She hears Joy as well as slight moans from Y/n. She bites her lip knowing what they were doing and slowly trails her hand into her pants and rubs herself, slowly becoming wet from what she was hearing in the room. Joy was loving the reactions from Y/n and pushed him onto the bed to sit down and get in between his legs. They both hear the door open and pull away from each other quickly as they panicked. In comes Yeri, she makes sure to close the door and looks at the both of them as they were caught in the act.

“I fucking knew it! You got to taste him before me?!” She looked upset that Joy got to him first, but also turned on by the sight she was seeing. “Oh well, now it’s my turn to show him I can do better.” She licks her lips and pushes Y/n back onto the bed. Joy rolls her eyes after Yeri’s comments and watches as she blew on his cock. “Mmm Y/n, you’re so big in my mouth.” She she spits onto his cock and keeps up the work on him. Joy gets a little jealous and tells Yeri to move aside. Yeri pulls away as she looks at Joy.

“Fuck off, he’s mine!” Joy looks at her with a glare which Y/n found hot.

Yeri laughs as if she said a joke. “He’s not yours, he’s mine! He clearly loves having my mouth on his cock more than yours!” She argued back. Y/n decided to step in and make sure nothing goes further.

“Okay guys, calm down.” They both look at him. “Look, there’s no need to fight okay? There’s one of me, and two of you, so how about we have some fun all together?” He suggested and they look at him before looking back at each other. They think about it for a bit and smirked as they nodded and both began to take his cock together. Y/n was on cloud nine as he had two beautiful girls sharing his cock.

They both take turns taking his cock, while the other sucks on his balls. Their moans fill the room as it starts to get all hot. They both pull away and smirk as they stood up and start to strip each other naked in front of him. Y/n was absolutely loving the view of their bodies and rubs his hands all over them. One playing with Joy’s nicely shaped ass, and the other playing with Yeri’s perfectly shaped tits. They loved what he was doing then both lay next to each other on the bed and spread their legs.

“Come on Y/n, we know you’re really hungry.” They both say as they gesture Y/n to come over. He smirks and gets down on his knees, rubbing both of their wet pussies. They moan out together and smile as they feel his gentle fingers rubbing them. Y/n leans down and dives in to get a taste of both of them. Yeri rubs Joy’s clit as he gets eaten out by Y/n, making her moan out loud. “M-mmm f-fuck yes! Just like that!” Joy moans out and grabs onto Y/n’s hair. Eventually, Y/n will finally switch and give Yeri what she was patiently waiting for.

“Fuckmefuckmefuckme! Yess Y/n!” She was basically screaming out his name as he devoured her pussy while Joy returned the favour by rubbing her clit and also kissing her neck and whispering dirty things into her ear which was turning her on even more. Y/n was loving how crazy they were getting as he eats out the both of them.

“Ahhh fuck I’m gonna cum!” Yeri yells out.

“F-fuck me too!” Joy also yells out. They both rub each other’s clit and felt a special feeling in their stomach and squirt all over the bed as well as cum into Y/n’s mouth. They were both satisfied and try to catch their breath as they sit up.

“You’re so fucking good Y/n, but now it’s time that we return the favour. We both want to taste that fucking cum of yours.” Joy smirks and Yeri nods in agreement.

“So lay down and let us help you.” Yeri seductively whispers into his ear which sent chills down his spine, as he listened to her words. He lays down and they both connect their lips together with his tip in between them, making out with each other as they sandwich his cock with their mouths. He holds onto the back of their heads as they both give the same amount of pleasure he gave to them. He moans out and watches as they both take turns, taking him deep into their throats.

“F-fuck you guys are so fucking hot!” He moans. “Suck that cock! And I want you both to swallow both my load.” His words turns them on even more as they do their job more intensely. He let’s them know that he’s close, and they pull okay as they both stroke his cock and open their mouth while making eye contact with their best friend’s brother.

“Cum for us Y/n! Give us your load and put it down our throats.” Yeri seductively winks at him. He grips the sheets hard as he felt so much pleasure than ever in his life before. They move in closer as Y/n’s load shoots into Joy’s mouth then Yeri’s shortly after. They smile and look at him as they open their mouths and stick their tongues out, showing the load then close them as they both swallow it all and show him that there was nothing left. Y/n was beyond satisfied by the two girls and smiles as he tries to catch his breath. Yeri and Joy both pull each other into a deep and hot make out which made Y/n want to join in. He grabs the girls and pulls them both beside him and takes turns making out with them both.

“Never did I ever think that I’d find myself getting lucky with two of the most sexy and beautiful girls I’ve seen.” He looks at them both as they blush and giggle.

“I’m glad we came over. This was definitely the best day of my life.” Joy smiles and kisses onto his neck.

“It sure was. Fuck Y/n, you got to have the best cock we’ve ever seen.” Yeri does the same on the other side of his neck. Y/n closes his eyes as he loved the feeling of their lips on his neck. A few minutes later the door opens and they all jump and cover themselves with the covers, and heart beating fast. The door slowly opens up and Seulgi’s head peaks in and her eyes widened as she gasps out loud, cover her mouth with her hands as she was shock at the scene.

“Seulgi, move! What is it that made you-.” She turns her head and sees her two friends and Y/n all in the bed together… naked. Her eyes widened as she was also in shock seeing them. The three gulped as they thought they were done for.

“W-what the fuck is going on here!” Irene glares at them all.

To be continued.

Hope you guys enjoyed pt. 2

[ourdadai]

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[velvetsupremacy]

do you have any thoughts on yeri? like sub/dom tendencies and kinks

OMG YESSS!

I think Yeri is the epitome of baby girl! She seems to like having attention of the person she loves and being taken care of. She also seems to be a romantic at heart and likes chivalry, prefers someone who's gentle with her.

She'd probably love to be called baby girl too in bed. Her reaction never fails to make you smile. Baby girl would whimper and try to hide her face to cover up her pretty blush!!

Instead of being bratty, I think she enjoys being a good girl much more. Always desperate to please you and have your hands and/or mouth on her body at all times. Loves loves loves having her tits sucked on or touched so much she can come from that alone! So sometimes you'll catch her walking around without a bra in one of your shirts, nipples peeking through the thin fabric and you know what she wants.

I don't think she'd like being on top, except when she's on your lap during foreplay. Has a size kink and loves you on top of her, it makes her feel so small and safe. Her favorite positions would be missionary and cuddle fucking!! Both allow you to wrap your arms around her, play with her tits, and praise her! She just wants to know that she's your only good girl and that you'd do anything to make her feel good. "You're doing amazing, baby. I love you so much,"

She can cry sometimes during sex if she's been going through a lot of stress and anxiety at work. Your voice is the only thing that can make her fall apart and put her back together all at once. Literally crumbles when you see her cry and kiss her tears away saying, "I know baby girl, I know"

Tbh, she might be the only member I can't see as a dom 😭

[yrntr]

here’s a thought: yeri and double penetration/spit roasting. bonus if it was actually yeri’s idea and the girls are the one’s tentative over the idea. double bonus if the two fucking her get into a silent competition with eachother on which one can make her cum the most. 😮‍💨

for sure it would've been yeri's idea!!

when yeri first proposes it, they'd all be like,, who put that thought in your head and why-??? (probably another girl group maknae, because maknae omegas unite!!) anyways they'd go extremely slow, probably with irene fucking her from behind and wendy's cock in her mouth (because she's the only one with no knot), and by god will that be so frustrating. yeri would've probably needed to writhe and beg for any sort of action to be done, which is a win-win given that her unnies love to tease. when they're finally comfortable enough to fuck her hard, yerim would be thoroughly wrecked, with irene fucking her forward to take wendy's cock deeper, and wendy thrusting back to impale yerim on irene's cock. 🤤🤤🤤

as for dp and competitions, i'd say maybe joy and wendy. joy likes to try and prove herself and wendy would likely indulge joy in winning - esp without the alpha competitiveness. that and the fact that their cocks are smaller, so irene wouldn't be too scared of splitting yerim in half.

it'd involve lots and lots and lots of prep, because irene is very skeptic of this idea - her cunt is so tight that it barely fits seulgi's cock even after years of fucking, so she is reasonably wary.

when they first push in, yerim would be squirming and whining so so much mostly due to how overwhelming it feels (it gives irene a minor panic, but thankfully seulgi is there to calm her down). they'd probably need to pin her hips down for the first few moments to prevent her from bucking up. after she's gotten more used to the feeling, she will probably be floating on cloud 9 with the big stretch and the different paces at which the two girls fuck, with one sliding in and another pulling back simultaneously 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 would've been sad that they haven't tried this sooner smh!

side note but i think it's really cute how hard joy will try to control herself when the pressure is so delicious, with wendy's cock sliding against hers and being trapped in yerim's tight hole. as for who makes her come the most, 70% i'd say it's wendy because she know exactly where to angle and where to pinch to elicit the most pleasurable whimpers - and even if wendy knows, she'd let joy believe that she's "won" anyways. to joy's credit, she's learning very quickly!

thanks for the ask muah <3333

[lovelaetter]

you're right about good girl yeri, good girl yeri rise! she's being very obedient to her dom. sometimes her dom makes her doing something very humiliating (such as doing a masturbation show for her dom, do all the work by herself) her face will turn red but still willing to do to please her dom and hope that she will get a reward for being a good girl🫢

asking her to show you how she rides your pillow when she misses you :( she gets so embarrassed because first, how do you know she rides your pillow? also, i keep thinking about her spreading herself for you to see how wet and ready she is because you asked her to prove how much she wants you :(

her being so needy for your touch while you’re really in the mood to mess with her, telling her to get off on your thigh cause you’re “tired” and you get her on top of you holding your shoulders and with eyes closed, focused on every feeling, gasping and looking so prettily at you when you move your leg. forcing her to look down at some point so she can look between your bodies and see the mess she made on you and she’s so sorry, keeps saying she’ll clean up after… kinda cute to think of her on her knees after all shaky and sensitive from the orgasm but focused on licking your clothes clean :( real good girls do a full job so it’s just fair she licks your pussy clean too, moaning against you when you moan her name and say she’s being so good :(

such a whore for you playing with her tits too, wouldn’t even mind you groping her in public. sure it was humiliating at first and it still is, but so nice to feel you rolling her nipple between your fingers or making her your stress ball :(