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neogotmysam · 3 days ago

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FUCKKKKKKKKK AHHHHHHHHHH

im gonna make a list ok

sungchan. it being sungchan, suits sooo well, big beafy meaty strong muscly sungchan and the way u wrote him, big and strong and overpowering fuck

secondly this whole apocalypse universe just sets this eerie tone which makes me feel some type of way (in the best way poss) this slight creepy feeling is soo tasty

the smut was so good :(( lowkey wish it was longer cuz i couldnt get enough but the noncon elements 😵‍💫

also him being so down bad is so hot, like smelling her??? FUCK

also i need sungchan from this story, like i genuinely wouldnt mind being the yn that he kidnaps and rapes and uses and the way he calls yn “doll” i loveee toxic stories

its disgusting and so delicious and i loved it and i hope u write more of such stuff and i need a part 3 where maybe she is pregnant lol

false god.

⭑ pairings — apocalypse survivor!sungchan x fem!reader

⭑ warnings — noncon, dubcon, manipulation, kidnapping, violence, obsession, somnophilia implications, overstimulation, pissing/squirting, breeding/pregnancy talk, religious delusions, gore/body horror

⭑ read part 1 here

one nurse was never enough.

sungchan learned that the first time he dragged one home. chains rattling, her stiff hands clawing against the floor as if she could resist him. he had been trembling with fever then, so weak he could barely lift the crowbar, but the thrill of it… the thrill of owning something so close to human had kept him upright. but she wasn’t enough.

the vacant eyes, the broken moans, the way her limbs bent wrong. he grew restless. hungry. so he went back. again and again. to the broken hospital on the hill.

two more. then three. then five. nurses in shredded whites, chained together against the wall of his crumbling shelter, mouths slack and dripping, bodies twitching as he forced them into positions he’d imagined long before the world ended. he bent them, straddled them, even set them against each other, watching their ruined forms grind and collapse under orders they could not understand. they didn’t need to understand. they only needed to take.

but even the undead rot. their bodies held longer than he expected, but decay came all the same. skins fall off, joints stiffened, and the smell… thick, gagging, the stench of meat left in the sun. it grew unbearable. he gagged with them, fucked them harder once he knew the end was near, grinding into rotten flesh with a desperation. until one by one, the chains went slack. until the twitching stopped.

after that, he didn’t replace them.

he was too tired. his body was breaking, chest heavy with a sickness no medicine could cure. hunting for food took everything out of him. his bones shook with each step, his stomach knotted and screaming. but instinct carried him still, with rifle slung across his shoulders, sweat slicking his back as he scavenged for cans and water.

it was supposed to be just another hunt. his ribs poking through his shirt, his breath rattled, and he’d gone too long without anything but scraps. the forest scraped at him as he stumbled through, eyes scanning for something. anything. to kill.

that’s when he saw you.

you stumbled into the clearing like a ghost, long hair tangled, a white dress streaked with mud and rain. thin… alarmingly thin, as though the wind might knock you over. your lips cracked, legs shaking under your own weight. for a terrible moment he thought you were one of them. another corpse staggering through the mud. but then your pulse, faint but real, trembled beneath his fingers when he caught you. warm. alive. and human. and it nearly drove him to his knees.

he wanted to take you right there, slam you into the dirt and split you open just to feel real flesh again. but you were too fragile. if he used you, you’d break and die. and you wouldn’t be any different than the bodies he left rotting on his floor. so he picked you up. your head lolled against his chest, your hair spilling over his arm, your bones light as bird bones in his grip. and he carried you home.

something in him shifted then. it wasn’t just hunger anymore. it wasn’t just survival. it was worship. he didn’t believe in god, never had. not even before the world ended. but seeing you… alive, fragile, his… he thought maybe some faceless god had finally looked down and pitied him. not that he cared which one. all that mattered was that they had given you to him.

the first night, he thought you might die in your sleep. you lay flat on his mattress, lips parted and breaths shallow as if the weight of air was too much for you. sungchan sat beside you, hunched like a starving animal guarding its kill. when hunger finally gnawed louder than his pulse, he left only long enough to heat the last of his scavenged broth. he returned to you, balancing the chipped bowl carefully in his hands.

he slid an arm behind your shoulders, lifting you with a tenderness that would have startled anyone who knew him before. he pressed the rim of the bowl to your lips. “eat…” he rasped, his voice cracked from not having used it for so long. your lashes fluttered, confusion clouding your face as you weakly turned your head. “wh… who…”

“shh...” he guided the bowl closer, tilting until it touched your mouth. his fingers steadied the back of your neck, sticky with spills as he slowly push the broth past your lips. “don’t waste it. you’ll thank me later...” you swallowed slowly, cringing at the salt, coughing. he steadied you, murmuring soothing things. easy. slow. that’s it.

when the bowl was empty, he set it aside. his hand still lingers at your nape like he couldn’t let go. his expression gentled. “i’m just someone who wants to take care of you… you’ve been through so much. i just want to make sure you’re okay...” he leaned closer, catching your eyes. the softness in his gaze almost looked real. “trust me, please... i won’t let anything happen to you…”

but when you finally lie back against the mattress and your lids grew heavy, sungchan stayed still beside you. and his thoughts shifted darker.

patience. he couldn’t ruin this, not yet. your body was too frail. if he took what he wanted now, you would break in his hands. he promised himself. no matter how much it burned, he wouldn’t be rash. he would wait until your strength returned, until your body was capable of handling him. and that was the trick: let you believe he was only kindness, only safety, so you wouldn’t see what was hidden underneath... he forced a smile when you glanced faintly at him before drifting to sleep, his expression nothing but gentle reassurance. you can’t know. not until it’s too late.

and time made you beautiful again.

it’s been months and now your cheeks flushed pink where before they were grey. your hair grew softer and silkier, catching light in a way that made sungchan’s breath hitch. the more alive you looked, the sharper his hunger grew.

it wasn’t just when you ate at his table, murmuring thanks between careful bites. it wasn’t just when you cleaned yourself with a damp cloth, lifting your shirt without shame, exposing the pale lines of your stomach. every little thing you did drove him mad… the way you licked broth from the corner of your mouth. the way your thighs pressed together when you sat. the way your voice sounded when you said his name. every “thank you” made his chest clench. every time your lips brushed the rim of the water bottle he held for you, his cock stirred.

you thought you’d been saved.

when you woke up in his safehouse, warmth wrapped around you. blankets tucked close, a fire crackling, food already cooking. sungchan hovered near, strangely gentle. his smile too soft for the ruin around you.

“you’re safe now…” he murmured, offering you a bowl of thin stew. his hands shook as he passed it to you, eyes locked on your lips as you sipped. “i’ll take care of you.”

you believed him. how could you not? he fed you. he gave you water. he sat by your side when you woke shaking in the night. his voice was steady, calming you back from panic. each day you grew stronger. and yet… sometimes, when you caught him watching, his gaze lingered too long.

the signs were small at first.

how he’d steady you by the waist when you stumbled, grip firm enough that you couldn’t pull away even if you wanted to. the way his eyes would drop when you laughed, when your shirt slipped just enough to show skin.

you tried to ignore it. but at night, you heard things... low groans from the bathroom, the sound of slap like flesh on flesh, and whispers of your name. you thought he was in pain, maybe he was hurt. pressing your ear against the door, you could hear his breath hitching, the noises growing more frantic.

curiosity got the better of you, and you knocked softly. “sungchan?”

the sounds stopped abruptly, and his voice snapped. “don’t come in.”

you stepped back, confused. it was only later, that you caught a glimpse of him through the cracked door. you saw his hands moving furiously, his knuckles white as he gripped something... you felt a rush of fear mixed with innocent confusion, unable to comprehend what he was doing, but knowing instinctively that it was something private and forbidden...

sometimes you woke to his hand sliding against your stomach, brushing under your night dress... sometimes you opened your eyes to find him hovering above you, breath warm between your thighs, his nose almost brushing your skin as he inhaled deeply.

you blinked awake and noticed the strange way he was sniffing. you called his name, voice thick with sleep. “what are you doing?”

his head snapped up, eyes gleaming in the dim light. “just checking if you’re still here with me, doll...” he whispered, voice too soft, too sweet. “go back to sleep...”

the breaking point came on a stormy night. you were trying to sleep, but his pacing kept you awake. he looked at you, then away, over and over again, like a man torn in two. finally, he cracked.

“stay awake. please.” his voice trembled, desperate. “don’t… don’t pretend to sleep. look at me.”

you sat up slowly, heart pounding. “sungchan…?”

he dropped to his knees in front of you. his eyes were wild, pupils blown wide. “i can’t… i can’t take it anymore. you don’t know what you do to me. every night, every breath you take near me... i tried to hold back, but you’re mine. you were made for me.” his voice cracked.

your throat dry. “sungchan, what do you mean—” “please... you owe me this. i saved you, didn’t i? i brought you back from the dead… you can’t just lie there and pretend it doesn’t mean anything. i need you. i need you now...”

when you didn’t answer, he pressed his forehead to your lap, clutching your knees hard enough to bruise. you felt his breath hot against you as he discreetly tried to sniff your core, his desire thick in the air. his voice rasped, filthy and broken. “i think about it all the time. how i’ll rip you open, how you will scream when i stretch you open, filling you up… you’ll be a mess for me... just let me have you once. i won’t ask again. i’ll never stop begging otherwise...”

your stomach turned cold. he was too close, too desperate. and yet… you owed him your life. maybe this was the cost. when you whispered his name, his head jerked up, eyes burning with hope. you didn’t say yes, but you didn’t push him away either. and that was enough.

the satisfaction on his face was terrifying. he kissed the inside of your knee before climbing onto the bed, crowding you against the thin mattress. “you won’t regret it…” he whispered, voice shaking as he kissed your temple, your jaw, his hands already roaming like a starving man.

his palms slid up your sides, shoving your dress higher until it bunched under your arms. he groaned when your breasts spilled free, squeezing them greedily. his mouth latched onto one nipple, tongue dragging rough circles until you gasped in pain. “fuck… perfect. perfect little tits, mine…”

he dragged the fabric over your head in a rush, tossing it aside without looking. you were bare except for the flimsy piece of your panties, and those didn’t last long too. he hooked his fingers under the band and ripped them down, the band snapping as he yanked them past your knees. your thighs instinctively pressed together, but he only groaned, prying them apart, pinning your knees to the thin mattress until you were spread wide for him.

“don’t hide from me... don’t ever hide.” his voice was trembling, half worship, half threat. his hand slid between your thighs, spreading your folds roughly, smearing your wetness with his fingers. he groaned brokenly, rubbing himself against your entrance. “it’s okay..” he soothed, though his voice shook with hunger. “let me take care of you. let me… please.”

then he pushed forward, thick cock splitting your unready body open. the pain was sharp and you cried out, clawing at his shoulders. “no... too much, stop—”

but he didn’t wait. he only shoved deeper, dragging his cock into you with brutal slowness, savoring the way your body stretched around him. it hurt. god, it hurt. he was too big, too rough, forcing himself in like a starved beast tearing into meat. you cried, begged him to slow down, but desperation drowned you out…

his hand cracked across your cheek, the sting shocking you into silence. “stop fighting me.” his voice low. he slapped you again, and again, each strike weakening your fight, reducing you to a trembling mess. your pleadings became incoherent whimpers, your body limp beneath his.

his groans filled the room. “god, fuck. so tight, so good. mine, mine… god gave you to me, doll, just for me...” his teeth grazed your nipple before biting down hard enough to make you scream and jolt. he soothed the sting with his tongue, sucking messily as he continue to bully his cock inside you...

tears running down your face as he thrust into you, his body shaking. “you feel so good…” he choked, his voice started sounding like sob. “why do you feel so good?” spreading your thighs wider when you tried to close them, dragging your body up the mattress only to pull you back down onto his cock again. every thrust was a prayer. every kiss, a confession. he called you salvation. he called you his.

your body betrayed you, clenching around him as he slammed into you over and over... a strange warmth built in your core, sharp and unbearable with each rough thrust. you tried to fight it, panic rising as the feeling became too much. “sungchannie… no… i—hnggh… bathroom… no…”

but he only groaned, pinning your wrists tighter to the bed, fucking you harder. “no, don’t hold back. let go for me, baby... let go.” the pressure snapped, your body jerked as you screamed. crying as warmth flooded between your thighs, soaking the mattress beneath you. it was messy and you couldn’t tell if it was pleasure, or fear, or something else, but it felt foreign. you sobbed, humiliated, while he groaned above you, grinding into the wet mess like it was the sweetest thing he’d ever felt...

by the end, your body was sore, your mind split between horror and relief. you could still breathe. you hadn’t broken. you survived this, too. when he kissed your trembling lips and whispered “thank you, little one... thank you for letting me have you...” you closed your eyes. because what else could you do? you were his.

after that, he changed. he wasn’t your protector anymore. he was something worse. every night, he pressed into you, his mouth at your ear, spilling words you never wanted to hear. not just about you, but about the future. about children. about forever... “you’ll carry for me, doll... you’ll give me a son, a daughter. a proof the world isn’t dead. proof that god chose us...”

when he finished, his hand always lingered on your stomach, pressing his seed deeper with trembling fingers, like with hope it will take root in you. once, you woke up to find him on his knees at the side of the bed, forehead resting against your belly, whispering to himself over and over;

grow for me. give me life. give me eternity.

and in that moment, you finally understood. you weren’t just surviving anymore. you were bound to him, caught inside the twisted little world he built in his head. trapped with a man who had become both your captor and your only reality. and you realized escape wasn’t even an option...

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neogotmysam · 3 days ago

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🥺🥺

👤: Do you think Jungwon likes ENGENEs more, or do ENGENEs like Jungwon more?

🐈: It’s a bit difficult, honestly. I feel like ENGENEs like me more, of course I like them too, but sometimes when I look into their eyes, it feels like I'm their everything. And in those moments, I feel a bit sorry, because the ways we can meet are so limited, yet they still love me so much. I’m really thankful, but at the same time, I feel sorry. That's why whenever I see the happy, pure look in ENGENEs’ eyes, I get emotional. It makes me want to cry because I'm so grateful, and it’s moments like that that really make performing meaningful for me

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neogotmysam · 3 days ago

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got me blushing and giggling and shit….

need u — fwb!riki texts

pairing: fwb!riki x afab!reader | genre(s): smau, smut | content/warning: profanity, literally sex talk the entire time lmaaoo

sc: 12

author's note: these were so fun to make help 😭 if u guys end up liking it, ill release a part two asaapp! (might add links too 👀)

[🎧 now playing: down in the dm by yo gotti]

#sam best texts

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neogotmysam · 3 days ago

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down bad boys always get to me 🤭💗

serious about you - s.es

wc: 4k | pairing: talking stage!eunseok x talking stage!fem reader | genre: smut (MDNI!!) | warnings: steamy makeout, petnames (eunseok calls yn baby), handjob, fingering, oral (f receiving), dry humping... lmk if i forgot anything

synopsis: when yn is upset with eunseok and has been ignoring him all day, but now they're both drunk and want each other BAD (lol)

a/n: woah...! happy first day of class to meee heh. here's a smutty eunseok for u guys... i am always thinking about him ... party smut for u guys since the semester is kicking in yayyy. flushed cheeks eunseok.. eunseok who loves.. eunseok who has trouble relaying his feelings.. yup

eunseok knew the second he woke up that today was going to be hell. the unread messages on his phone—sent through the morning, then afternoon, then early evening—sat there like a punch to the gut. nothing back from you. not even a single heart or emoji. and he knew why.he could still hear his own voice from last night, could still see the flicker of disappointment in your eyes when he’d done what he always did—teased you, deflected, when you’d tried to be brave.

“so… hypothetically, if someone asked me to be their girlfriend—” you’d started it soft, nervous, hopeful. and he’d cut you off with a grin too wide to be real, heart pounding because he wasn’t ready. not yet. soon. properly.

“what, are you practicing or something?” he’d joked, ruffling your hair, too cowardly to say what he felt because—because tonight was supposed to be it. he’d planned it. planned everything.

the stupid hand-folded note that was sitting in his jacket pocket now. the one he’d written and rewritten a dozen times—every word telling you how long he’d been yours. the pressed flower tucked inside because you once said you liked how delicate they were, how they looked like they could break but still stayed beautiful. the small silver ring he’d chosen, simple, understated, the kind you could wear every day without thinking twice, but that would always mean you were his.

but you didn’t know any of that. all you knew was last night, and how he’d made you feel small when all you wanted was something real.

his phone buzzed as he shrugged on his jacket. he nearly dropped it when he saw the screen.

a picture. just your outfit—nothing else. no words, no caption, no explanation. just a glimpse of skin, that tiny halter top that clung to your curves, a whisper of fabric that barely counted as a skirt at all, the angle perfect enough to make his breath hitch.

his fist clenched around the phone, jaw tight. god, yn.

you were mad. and you were going to kill him.

he didn’t even remember the walk to the party—just the low thump of bass growing louder with every step, the burn of anticipation and dread curling in his chest. he found the first beer someone handed him, downed half of it in one go, hoping it would dull the ache of wanting, but it didn’t.

he saw you—a flash of your smile as you tipped your head back, taking a shot with your friends, mouth curling around a lime. the curve of your waist as you leaned against the counter in the kitchen, fingers twirling your straw as you listened to someone talk. the sway of your hips as you slipped through the hallway, laughing at something someone said, disappearing just as he caught your eye.

he had another drink, maybe two—enough to give him courage.

he set his empty cup down on some table, shouldering through the crush of bodies on the dance floor, pulse loud in his ears until he spotted you.

you were dancing, loose and free and glowing, cheeks flushed, eyes sparkling.

your friends saw him first—glancing over your shoulder, exchanging knowing looks, biting back their laughter as they subtly stepped away. and then you stumbled back, maybe from the music, maybe from the drinks, maybe—just maybe—because the universe wanted him to have this moment.

you collided with him. your back met his chest, soft and warm and so heartbreakingly familiar. when you turned, slow, like you already knew who it was—when your gaze locked on his—it was over.

he was already lost. he didn’t say anything. couldn’t. just stared at you, the world falling away, the music gone, the only thing left was you. and you were his—if only you knew.

the next thing you knew, his hands made a home for themselves on your hips, pulling you back into him, until your spine met the solid warmth of his chest.

his breath hit your ear, uneven, hot, and it sent a shiver skittering down your spine.

“you’ve been teasing me all night,” he said, voice low, like it was costing him something just to hold back. “thought you could hide out, baby?”

your heart stuttered at the word—baby—the way it left his mouth like a sigh, like it had always been meant for you.

you tried to think of something smart to say, but all you could feel—all you could feel—was him and the alcohol coursing through your veins.

his fingers, splayed wide, thumbs brushing slow circles into your waist, holding you like he wasn’t sure he could let go. his chest against your back, the steady thrum of his heartbeat matching yours, loud, insistent. his mouth, so close, too close, close enough that every word ghosted across your skin and made your knees weak.

you could barely hear the music anymore. the crush of bodies, the pulse of the bass, the laughter and shouting—it all blurred. the only thing real was him.

“you didn’t answer me all day,” he murmured, his nose brushing along the shell of your ear. “and now this?”

his hands slid a little lower, not enough to be indecent, just enough to remind you who you’d worn this for. who you’d been thinking of when you chose that skirt, that top, that angle for that photo.

“what, you don’t like it?” you managed, breath catching when his thumbs traced over the bare skin above your waistband.

he laughed, soft, disbelieving, his mouth so close to your neck that you felt it more than you heard it.

“like it? i’m trying not to lose my mind.”

you felt the way his fingers flexed, like he wanted to touch more, take more, but was holding himself still. and god, the restraint was what was driving you insane.

because it wasn’t just want. it wasn’t just the heat of him, the way your body ached to turn and kiss him, pull him down, pull him closer. it was the tenderness in his touch, the way his hands spoke what he hadn’t yet said: you’re mine. i’m yours. i’m trying so hard to do this right.

the room could have been empty for all you knew, or burning down. all you felt was him. and the slow, dizzying realization that no one else could ever make you feel like this.

his mouth found your neck—finally. wet, open kisses, slow at first, then a little hungrier, sloppier, like he’d been dying to taste you all night. like the drinks in his system made it harder to hold back.

you felt your breath hitch, then quicken. his lips dragged along your skin, and you felt yourself sway into him, drunk on him as much as the alcohol in your veins.

you didn’t say anything—couldn’t. you just reached down, fingers slipping into his, lacing together tight like you couldn’t bear not to touch him.

and then you moved—silently, pulling him with you through the crowd, weaving between bodies, heart pounding so loud it drowned out the music. he stayed close, one hand in yours, the other hovering at the small of your back like he was afraid to let go. you could feel the heat of him, the weight of his gaze, the way his steps matched yours.

up the stairs, your skirt barely covered anything, and he stayed right behind you—protective, possessive, drunk, desperate, and yours.

the first door—locked. your grip on his hand tightened. the second—occupied, voices inside, laughter spilling out. his breath hitched this time, frustration mixing with want, his body crowding yours as you tried the next.

the third—finally, blessedly—opened.

he didn’t hesitate. didn’t give you a second to think. he tugged you in, door shutting hard behind you, lock clicking into place with finality before he was on you.

his mouth crashed into yours like he couldn’t wait another second. like he needed to taste you, claim you, feel you. his hands framed your face at first, gentle, but the kiss was anything but. it was messy, breathless, all tongue and teeth and want. his body pressed into yours, backing you toward the bed, and all you could do was clutch at him, pull him closer, kiss him back just as desperate.

he kissed you like he meant to ruin you—like you’d already ruined him.

his mouth didn’t leave yours—not for a second—as you hit the bed, as he followed you down, bracing himself on his forearms, just barely holding his weight above you.

you felt his hands everywhere. rubbing up and down your thighs, slow at first, then firmer, bolder, like he was trying to memorize the shape of you. sliding up over your hips, your waist, fingers dipping just beneath the edge of your top, like he couldn’t help himself. then up—palming your chest, leaving a squeeze that made you gasp into his mouth—before starting all over again.

his kisses were messy, open-mouthed, desperate. his tongue tasting you like he’d been starving. and in the seconds when your lips broke apart just enough to breathe, you whispered against him, breath hot and shaky, "i’m still mad at you.”

his forehead pressed to yours, eyes dark, blown wide, his smile crooked and breathless. "i know.”

that made you kiss him harder, like you wanted to swallow the word right out of his mouth. you bit his bottom lip, on purpose this time, tugging until he groaned, his hips jerking up into yours.

you shoved at his chest until he gave, until he was flat on his back, wide-eyed and panting, watching as you climbed into his lap, straddling him.

his hands found your thighs again, squeezing, sliding up, but they faltered when he realized—really realized—how little was between you. your skirt had ridden up a few inches, high enough that it was useless now, leaving just your panties and nothing else to separate you from him.

he scoffed, a sound somewhere between disbelief and pure need. “this isn’t even a skirt at this point,” he muttered, voice wrecked, eyes dragging down, up, everywhere.

you didn’t care.

because you could feel him—all of him—hard beneath you, no space left between your bodies, his need as plain as the way his breath came rough and shallow against your cheek. your lips found his again—hungry, tasting, taking—and between kisses, between the way your hands tugged at each other’s clothes, the words slipped out.

“god, why do i need you so badly?” you mumbled, half to yourself, lips brushing his jaw, his throat, his collarbone. your fingers fumbled with the button on his jeans, your head spinning with the weight of him, the weight of this. “why can’t i need someone who’s actually serious about me?”

you felt him go still. felt it like a crash, like the air shifted in the room, like everything in him froze except the frantic beat of his heart beneath your palm.

he pulled back just enough to look at you, eyes dark and wide, the hurt flashing there so raw it made your chest ache. “you think i’m not serious about you?” he said, voice low, broken, like he couldn’t believe you’d even think it.

your throat felt tight, but the words came anyway. “you don’t really give me any reason to believe otherwise, eunseok.”

and there it was. you saw it—the way his heart dropped right in front of you. the way his face crumpled, just for a second, like you’d knocked the breath out of him.

he buried his face in your neck, breath warm and trembling against your skin. “i’ve never been so serious about anything,” he whispered, the words fragile, like they cost him something to say. “i’ve never felt like this before, yn. i was gonna do it. i had it planned. i had this whole… this thing. but i got scared. i chickened out. i didn’t want to mess it up.”

he pulled back just enough to look at you, his gaze searching, desperate for you to believe him. “i’m not good at this. at saying it.”

your heart clenched. the room felt too quiet for a second, the weight of it all settling between you.

then—slowly—he reached for your hand. laced your fingers with his. and he guided it down between your bodies, down to where he was already hard for you, straining against his jeans, aching with everything he hadn’t said until now.

he exhaled, shaky, eyes never leaving yours. “but this?” he murmured, voice low, wrecked, honest. “this is what you do to me. i need you. i need you like i’ve never needed anything.”

your mouth was on his again in an instant, kissing him like you wanted to brand him, like you wanted to pour everything you felt into him through your lips, your hands, your body.

his hands moved without thinking now, tugging your top up, pausing only to ask in a breathless rasp, “can i?” before pulling it off, his mouth trailing hot kisses down your collarbone, your chest, teeth grazing sensitive skin.

your fingers worked at the button of his jeans, trembling with urgency, and he groaned when your palm brushed over him again, his hips stuttering up into your touch.

and just like that, the serious melted back into want. desperate, messy, real.

your mouth crashed into his, and he kissed you like he was drowning in you, like you were the only thing keeping him breathing.

your hands roamed—over his chest, his stomach, down, fingers fumbling with the button on his jeans, tugging at the zipper until it gave. he groaned into your mouth, hips lifting, helping you.

you broke the kiss for just a second, just enough to get his jeans shoved down his thighs, leaving him in his boxers, hard and flushed and so obviously undone by you.

his hands slid up your sides, thumbs brushing the soft swell of your breasts, like he couldn’t decide where he needed to touch most. “yn,” he breathed, eyes dark, lips swollen, hair falling into his face.

you kissed him again, slower this time, letting him feel how much you wanted him—how much you’d always wanted him. and then, with a wicked little smile, you slid your hand down, past the waistband of his boxers.

his breath hitched, sharp and shaky, when your fingers wrapped around him. you gave him a firm tug, just enough to make his head fall back, a groan spilling from his lips, his chest rising faster beneath you.

“fuck,” he gasped, hips twitching up into your hand, eyes squeezing shut.

he looked so good like this. cheeks flushed the perfect shade of pink, breathless and wrecked, completely at your mercy.

you couldn’t resist—your lips found his jaw, his neck, his collarbone, kissing everywhere, tasting the heat of his skin, feeling him tremble beneath you.

your hand worked him slow, tight, teasing, and the sounds he made—low, needy, broken—only pushed you further. he was beautiful like this, and he didn’t even know it.

“yn—please,” he whispered, so soft, so desperate, and it made your heart ache even as it made you grin.

you pulled back just enough to tug his boxers down, finally freeing him completely.

and then you settled over him, your panties the last thing between you, heat pressed to heat, so close you could feel him throb beneath you.

you rolled your hips once, slow, and he gasped, his hands flying to your waist, gripping tight, trying to ground himself.

“you’re gonna kill me,” he groaned, voice wrecked, head falling back against the mattress.

you just smirked, leaned down, kissed him again, deep and dirty and sweet all at once. "you feel good against me, too, seok." you kept moving—grinding against him, slow at first, then harder, the friction dizzying, the tension coiling tighter and tighter with every pass of your body against his.

he was panting now, completely lost in you, his hands trembling where they held you.

“yn—baby—fuck—”

you kept going, kept driving him wild, until you felt him tense beneath you, hips jerking, breath stuttering—and then he was gone, lost in it, lost in you, groaning your name as he came, his head buried in your neck, arms wrapped around you like he couldn’t bear to let go.

you kissed him through it, soft now, fingers brushing through his hair, savoring the way he trembled in your arms.

and in that moment, there was no one else. just you and him, tangled up in need and want and something deeper that neither of you could quite say—but both of you felt.

he was still breathless, heart racing, arms tight around you like he needed to catch up with himself. but as the haze cleared, his gaze softened, dark eyes dragging over you—your flushed cheeks, your swollen lips, the way your chest rose and fell against his.

and you felt it. the shift. the moment when his need turned singularly focused on you.

“lie down for me,” he murmured, voice low, still wrecked but steadier now, threaded through with something that made your stomach flip.

you didn’t argue. didn’t want to. you let him guide you back, let him settle between your legs, his hands on your thighs, spreading you just enough, his eyes drinking you in like he’d never seen anything so perfect.

he started slow—pressing open-mouthed kisses along your chest, his tongue flicking over sensitive skin, his teeth grazing just enough to make you gasp. he worked his way lower, down the curve of your ribs, your stomach, his breath hot and uneven as he worshipped every inch of you.

“fuck, yn…” he whispered, like he couldn’t believe this was real, like he couldn’t believe you were his to touch like this.

when he reached your panties, he paused, glanced up at you—asking without words, needing your yes.

“please,” you breathed, voice shaky, eyes already heavy-lidded from the way he was looking at you.

he tugged them down, slow, savoring it, and when he saw you, he groaned, low and guttural, his hands gripping your thighs tighter.

“god, baby,” he said, his voice breaking at the edges. “you’re so wet for me.” he leaned in, couldn’t stop himself, his mouth hot against your inner thigh, kissing, sucking, biting gently, leaving marks because he wanted to, because he needed to.

and then—finally—he licked into you, slow at first, tongue tasting, exploring, like he was trying to memorize every part of you.

your hips jerked, your breath hitched, and he moaned against you, the sound vibrating through you, his hands sliding up to hold you still, thumbs stroking your skin as his mouth worked you open.

his tongue circled, flicked, pressed where you needed it most, and when your hands found his hair, tugging, he groaned again, like he couldn’t get enough.

one hand slid lower, fingers teasing at your entrance, and when he slid one inside—then two—he nearly lost it at how you clenched around him, at how ready you were for him, all for him.

“so perfect,” he whispered against you, voice thick, eyes fluttering shut as he focused on pulling you apart, giving you everything.

and he didn’t stop. not until you were trembling beneath him, gasping his name like it was the only thing that mattered.

because to him, right now, it was.

you couldn’t take it—couldn’t take him—the way his mouth and fingers worked you over like he had all the time in the world, like his only purpose was to worship you.

your head fell back against the pillows, your fingers tangled tight in his hair, breath coming faster, shakier, as the coil inside you wound tighter, tighter, until it snapped.

you cried out, body trembling beneath him as you came, and he didn’t stop—not until he’d kissed you through it, licked you clean, tasted every bit of what he’d pulled from you.

when you finally sagged against the mattress, breathless and dazed, he crawled back up, eyes dark but soft, mouth finding yours again.slow now. steady. like he was pouring everything he hadn’t said into the press of his lips against yours.

he kissed you like that until your head stopped spinning, until all you felt was him.

and then he settled beside you, arm draped over your waist, pulling you into his side. skin on skin, heat shared, your head resting against his chest where you could feel his heart still racing under your cheek.

you traced small shapes into his skin—lazy, absent, tender. his hand stroked over your back, your hair, your arm, always touching, like he couldn’t stop.

“i like you so much it hurts,” he murmured, his voice soft, slurred around the edges, but real. “every time i see you, i think my heart’s gonna explode.”

your breath hitched. you kept drawing those small patterns on his chest, but your heart was pounding all over again.

“i think about you all the time,” he went on, drunk on you as much as the drinks. “everything reminds me of you. i wonder what you’re doing at every second of the day. and sometimes i wonder if i’m even allowed to like you this much.”

you blinked up at him, eyes stinging, the alcohol haze starting to fade—but his words? his words hit deeper than anything else tonight.

“there’s no one else for me,” you whispered. “no one makes me feel the way you do. everything i do… it’s for you. you never leave my mind, eunseok. you’ve been all i’ve wanted since the day we met.”

he looked at you like he didn’t deserve to hear it—but he couldn’t look away, either. like your words undid him in a way nothing else ever had.

his throat worked around a swallow, his eyes shining with something raw and unguarded, and his fingers trembled just slightly where they brushed along your spine. but then he was kissing you again—slow and deep, like he was trying to say everything he couldn’t put into words. like he was trying to show you just how serious he was, how much he meant it, how much he felt it, every word you’d said.

his lips lingered on yours, then your cheek, your jaw, the tip of your nose. small, soft kisses. the kind that meant everything.

“you’re everything,” he breathed, so quiet, like it was a secret he hadn’t even admitted to himself until now.

his arm tightened around you, pulling you impossibly closer, your bare skin flush against his, heat shared, hearts racing together.

your fingers kept moving, tracing those lazy shapes into his chest—circles, stars, things you didn’t have a name for. he shivered beneath your touch, and his hand never stopped moving either: down your back, over your waist, up into your hair, tucking it gently behind your ear, brushing his thumb across your cheek.

“we should probably…” he started, but the words faded out when he looked at you, when he saw the way you were looking at him.

he huffed a soft laugh, pressing his forehead to yours, his smile crooked, eyes still glassy from the drinks and the weight of the night. “we should probably head back down. before our friends break down the door or something.”

neither of you moved at first—too content, too tangled up in the warmth of each other.

finally, with a soft sigh, you shifted, reaching for your panties where they’d been discarded, slipping them back on. you felt his gaze follow the movement, not hungry now, but soft, reverent, like he couldn’t quite believe you were real.

his hands found the hem of your tiny skirt, and with slow, careful motions, he tugged it back down over your hips, fingers brushing your skin like he couldn’t resist those last little touches.

“barely a skirt,” he murmured again, eyes warm, teasing but adoring.

"you liked it, though."

he scoffed, silently reaching behind you, his fingers fumbling a little at first as he found the clasp of your bra. “let me…” he said softly, and you let him—let him fasten it for you, his hands lingering just a second longer than they needed to, as if committing the feel of you to memory.

he adjusted the halter next, lifting the thin strap, tying it back up at your neck, his knuckles grazing your skin. “there,” he whispered, more to himself than to you, like he was proud, like helping you back into your clothes felt just as intimate as taking them off.

you watched him as he grabbed his shirt, pulling it over his head, the fabric stretching over his flushed skin. then his jeans—he zipped them up, ran a hand through his messy hair, trying and failing to look put together.

he looked at you again, his eyes soft, his heart in his gaze, and without a word, he reached for your hand.

fingers laced, palms warm, he gave it a gentle squeeze, and together, you stepped out of the room.

hand in hand. like you always should’ve been.

#the smut was so good btw #him praising ynnn #AS HE SHOULD #in this house we love yn

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neogotmysam · 4 days ago

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FILTHY FILTHY fucking smut bro 😭

everytime i thought it was going to end it kept going, what a nasty duo made for each other 😵‍💫

“Next time, I’ll make you guess how many times I creampied this sweet little hole after you wake up.” HELLO???

— 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐲

your plan to seduce your stepdad finally comes to fruition—literally.

❥ PAIRING: park sunghoon x female reader

❥ GENRE: stepdad au, smut

❥ WORD COUNT: 8.5k

❥ CW/TW: stepcest, infidelity, age gap, reader can be picked up by sunghoon, taking nudes, daddy kink, breeding kink, somnophilia, dub con, choking, spanking, begging, nipple play, mentions of a pussy job, fingering, oral sex (f), cum eating, squirting, unprotected sex, creampies, overstimulation

NOTE: don’t like, don’t read.

You’ve been playing a dangerous game for a while now. Ever since you moved back in with your mom and her new husband, you’ve been subtly teasing him. He gets so flustered when he sees you in revealing clothes or when you’re loudly talking on the phone about sex. You love it, and you really want him to do something about how frustrated you make him feel.

Today is no different. You’re taking provocative selfies in the kitchen while Sunghoon makes you something to eat. He’s sweet that way, but the only thing you’re interested in eating is him.

“Come take a picture with me, daddy,” you demand in a way that doesn’t sound like an order.

You hold back a smirk as Sunghoon tenses slightly before he does as you say. He walks over to where you’re sitting by the island and steps behind you. With a pretty smile, you raise your phone up and pose. The camera catches Sunghoon nosing at your hairline and pressing a gentle kiss on your soft cheek. He looks at the camera as he cups your tits through your thin tank top. You gasp softly when his thumbs smooth over your nipples until they’re hard.

“Not wearing a bra?” Sunghoon hums in your ear like he guessed from the moment you came downstairs. “What a naughty girl.”

“Sunghoon,” you mewl in pleasure. Your eyes flutter as he keeps pinching and tugging on your nipples through your flimsy shirt.

He tuts in mock disappointment. “You know that’s not what I want to hear, honey.”

“Daddy,” you whine as you push your tits further into his hands. Your thighs rub together to ease the ache pulsing in your clit.

“That’s it. Good girl,” he groans deeply. Sunghoon pinches your nipples even harder, watching as your eyes shut at the feeling.

He keeps playing with your tits as he tells you to take a picture. You lick your lips and raise your phone again. The pictures come out surprisingly good despite how lost you are in pleasure. Sunghoon tugs down your shirt so you flash the camera. You don’t stop taking pictures, and you cry out for your stepdad as his fingers flick and tug on your hard nipples.

“Take some more pictures baby,” he tells you as he kisses your neck. “Send them to me.”

Your clit throbs as your panties fill with wetness. They start to stick to your throbbing lips as you keep taking pictures of your stepdad playing with your tits. Sunghoon keeps toying with your nipples as he looks over your shoulder and watches you send the hot pictures to him.

“Good girl,” he murmurs in your ear, making you whine. “Now, let’s go upstairs. We have a few hours before your mom gets home.”

In no time at all, you end up on the bed your stepdad shares with your mom. It’s all so filthy, but you don’t care. Especially not now that Sunghoon’s pressing you face down into the pillow as he rails you into his martial bed. The bed is shaking so hard that the rest of the pillows are starting to fall off the side.

“Fuck. What a slutty stepdaughter I have, huh?” Sunghoon laughs as he pumps his cock harder into your greedy pussy. “Offering yourself to me even when your mom’s home. Naughty fucking girl.”

“Uh huh,” you agree as you turn your face to the side. Your ass is raised high in the air so Sunghoon can fuck his big cock deeper into your wet hole. “I’m a dirty little slut for my stepdaddy.”

“Goddamn,” Sunghoon groans as he slams his cock against your g-spot. “You’re so fucking hot.”

“Please!” You whine as your ass bounces back against his pelvis.

Sunghoon grins. “Beg for it again, little slut.”

“Daddy, please!” You cry out, dizzy with arousal as you start to drool on the pillow.

“So good. Such a tight little pussy,” your stepdad growls as he slips a hand down your hips to tease your throbbing clit. “Gonna make you squirt all over me.”

“Da–Daddy!” You squeal as he picks up the pace, ramming into your squelching pussy as he rubs fast circles on your swollen clit.

“Fuck, am I glad your mom’s not home,” Sunghoon groans. He laughs darkly when your hot cunt clenches down on his throbbing cock. “Can’t let her see how good I fuck her daughter’s tight little pussy.”

You moan loudly as you start bouncing yourself back on his cock to get it deeper inside you. His filthy words are driving you closer to the edge, and you need him to keep talking. “This is so wrong, daddy. We shouldn’t be doing this—ah!”

“It is,” your stepdad agrees after he smacks your ass. “It’s wrong and so fucking dirty, honey. But it’s been so long since daddy got his dick wet, and I know how bad you wanted my cock in your tight hole. Couldn’t let you go without some dick, right, baby girl?”

You nod frantically as your eyes roll to the back of your head. “Yes, yes! Needed your big cock in my pussy, daddy! Feels so fucking good!”

“Yeah, it does,” he laughs meanly, giving your bouncing ass another rough slap. “Fuck. My dirty girl has the tightest pussy I’ve ever felt.”

Sunghoon shoves his cock deep into your cunt and grinds, making you squirm and whine as his dick rubs against the spongy spot deep inside your pussy. Your hands twist in the sheets as he flicks and pinches your sensitive clit.

“Daddy. I’m gonna cum,” you moan into the pillow.

“Do it, baby girl,” he orders as his free hand comes down to slap your ass hard. “Cum all over my cock. I need to feel this tight little pussy squeeze me.”

It doesn’t take long before you’re screaming in pleasure as your orgasm crashes into you. Your cunt clamps rhythmically around Sunghoon’s fat cock as you squirt all over him and your mom’s bed. He groans in appreciation, fucking into you harder so you keep covering him in your filth.

“Oh, honey, that feels so fucking good,” your stepdad praises you as his big hands slap your ass again and make you squeal. “Fucking work that pussy on my cock. Daddy has a nice load for you.”

“You can’t cum inside,” you whine even though you don’t mean your words. Your pussy flutters at the thought of Sunghoon’s cum filling your cunt.

“Why not?” Sunghoon grunts ravenously, hips not stopping. “You don’t like getting your little pussy creamed?”

“D-Don’t know,” you say honestly. A loud whimper escapes you when Sunghoon’s fingers slide over your hip to start working soft circles into your clit again. “Never been creampied.”

Sunghoon’s thick cock throbs in delight as a wolfish grin takes over his face. “You’ve never had a boy creampie your cute little pussy?”

When you shake your head, Sunghoon makes a filthy decision.

“Don’t you wanna know what it feels like? Daddy will give you a nice, hot load if you want it.”

“W-What if I get pregnant?” You mewl as your toes curl.

Sunghoon groans as he fucks his cock into you harder. “That’s the point, baby. Why do you think I’m fucking you raw? Daddy loves to breed cute little pussies like yours.”

The cry you let out is filthy, and Sunghoon can tell by the way your pussy stains his pulsing cock with cream that the idea turns you on as much as it does him. “Let daddy fill you up, baby girl. It’s going to feel so good. I promise.”

You fuck yourself back on him, feeling yourself get even wetter at the thought of him getting you pregnant. His cock pulses and throbs inside you after you give him permission. You’re both getting off to the fucked up scenario of you ending up pregnant with your stepdad’s child.

“Cum in me, daddy,” you whine, mewling as his fingers rub your clit even faster. “Want your cum! Want to feel it inside my little pussy!”

“Oh, fuck,” he groans, hips snapping hard against your ass. “Ready? Fucking take it. Take all of your daddy’s load deep in this needy little pussy.”

You moan loudly when you feel his hot cum filling your cunt. Your stepdad stuffs you so full it starts to drip out around his cock. He fucks his spent cock into your sloppy pussy as he pinches your clit. Sunghoon moans your name as he watches your back arch when a second orgasm rakes through you. Eventually he slows into a stop, breathing heavily as the last of his cum spurts into your used hole.

Sunghoon slowly pulls out of you with a grunt. His eyes are fixed on your messy pussy as his cum slowly leaks out of it. He licks his lips when he sees your fucked out expression.

“Such a good girl,” he praises as he runs his palms up the back of your trembling thighs.

Sunghoon slaps your ass hard. His cock twitches when you cry out erotically. With a quiet laugh, he smacks your plump ass again.

“Daddy’s gonna have so much fun with you, honey,” he grins although you can’t see it. “I’m about to wreck this little pussy. Daddy has to teach you a lesson for being such a naughty girl.”

Sunghoon hears you cry out for him, and it fills him with excitement as his cock slowly comes back to life. His hand comes down again, slapping your ass to watch it bounce under his palm. Hearing you whine gets his blood pumping. Juices and cum keep oozing from your cunt, pussy lips already soaked and messy.

“What a pretty pussy,” he groans as he starts to stroke his cock.

Sunghoon wants to do so many things to you that he’s not even sure where to start. Dark eyes hungrily stare at your trembling thighs and wet pussy.

“Fuck,” he rasps out, dick throbbing as it drips with precum at the filthy sight. “Need to give this cute pussy some of daddy’s kisses.”

With that, your stepdad spreads your pussy lips and watches hungrily as clear strings of arousal drip down your thighs and onto the bed. He lets go and spanks your pussy with a wet slap. Your body trembles with desire as you moan loudly.

“Is my naughty girl ready for daddy’s kisses?” Sunghoon calls out loudly, fingers spreading your cunt open again.

“Yes, yes! Want your mouth on my pussy, daddy!” You cry out as your hips rock back.

Sunghoon laughs deeply as he pinches your pulsing bud. “Mmm, yeah. This slutty pussy needs daddy’s attention.”

Your stepdad bends down and runs his tongue through your wet folds, groaning at the taste of you two mixed together. His large hands hold your hips in face as he eagerly buries his face in your cunt to lap up the remnants of cum left behind. Sunghoon’s wet tongue fucks into your dripping hole greedily. He quickly loses himself in your sweet taste.

Sunghoon groans and tilts your hips up, holding you at an angle that has you clamping down on his tongue. He slips his tongue out of your hole to lick and suck at your throbbing clit. Your cries and moans are absolutely filthy as he laps at your sensitive bud. His grip on your hips tighten, not letting you arch away from the intense pleasure he’s giving you.

More of your juices coat his face as he keeps teasing and sucking on your clit. Eventually, he shoves his tongue back into your clenching hole to lap up all the cum and arousal spilling out of your pussy. He spanks your ass, making your velvety walls flutter around his tongue. It doesn’t take much for you to cum again. Sunghoon groans and laps it all up, cock leaking and aching to get inside you again. Knowing you can’t take much more, he pulls away and watches with satisfaction as you rock back toward him.

“Daddy’s gonna fill you up, baby girl,” Sunghoon promises as he spanks your ass hard.

You wiggle your ass in excitement. “Please!”

Your stepdad smacks his leaking tip against your pussy lips and throbbing clit. With a deep grunt, he glides his cock across your soaked cunt until he’s covered in your arousal. Sunghoon presses his fat tip into your hole and watches as your pussy sucks him in inch by inch until he completely bottoms out. He hears you whining into the pillow, and it makes him fuck his cock into you deeper.

The noises you make drive him wild. He wants to be buried in your pussy all the fucking time. Now, he’ll always be excited when your mom leaves the house. He’s going to start counting down the minutes until he can taste your hot little pussy—until he can fill your hot little pussy.

Sunghoon has to hold back from cumming inside you so quickly. Just watching it drip down your thighs and onto the bed he shares with your mom is driving him closer to the edge. His hips stutter as he pulls all the way out and fucks his cock back into your wet pussy roughly.

“Gonna pound this slutty pussy until you learn your lesson,” Sunghoon groans and squeezes your ass until you’re mewling and arching your back. “Fuck. My stepdaughter is so dirty. You want daddy to cream this hot little cunt again, huh?”

Sunghoon’s pace gets rougher and needier when you cry out and beg him to cream your pussy again. Fuck. He’s going to breed your cute cunt until it’s leaking with his cum. His hips pick up speed as the bed jostles with his movements.

“Yes, daddy!” You cry out as your eyes roll to the back of your head. “Fuck me! Fuck your slutty stepdaughter!”

Your pussy is dripping all over his cock, and Sunghoon can’t get enough of it. He keeps pounding his cock into your hole, heavy balls slapping your clit with a nasty plap. The room reeks of sex and filth, and he briefly pictures his wife walking in on him being balls deep in her pretty daughter. The filthy image makes his balls tighten up and pushes him closer to cumming.

“Filthy fucking girl,” Sunghoon groans as he brings both hands down to your ass to spreads your cheeks. His dark eyes are trained on the way his fat cock stretches out your tight cunt. “Screaming for me like you want our neighbors to hear how good your stepdad fucks you.”

Once again, you cry out his name like a pornstar. You tremble with pleasure as you squirt all over his big cock for the second time. Sunghoon groans in satisfaction, fucking his big cock into you faster to prolong your orgasm. There’s only one end in sight. It’s him fucking you and breeding your hot cunt until you’re carrying his baby. He’s going to keep you on his cock until his wife gets back.

“Ready, baby girl?” Sunghoon coos as hand goes to your hip as the other spanks your ass. “Daddy’s about to cream your little hole.”

Your stepdad rams his dick into your squelching pussy until you’re screaming in pleasure. Lewd squelching and skin slapping fills the room and mixes in with your filthy moans and Sunghoon’s deep groans. Your pussy clamps down on his cock until he buries himself deep into your pulsing hole and cums. Rope after rope of hot, sticky cum fills your clenching pussy as you milk his cock.

“So good,” he grunts, rocking and grinding his dick into your clenching hole. “I love breeding this slutty pussy.”

Sunghoon slowly slips his dick out of you and watches his cum drip from your spasming pussy. His spent cock twitches at the filthy sight. He spanks your messy cunt and licks his lips.

“Don’t think we’re done yet, honey. Your punishment is far from over.”

“Fuck, so tight,” Sunghoon groans low in his throat as his cock slowly ruts in and out of your obscenely wet pussy. “This little pussy just needed a big cock, huh?”

Your eyes flutter as they open slowly. You mewl softly, still not fully awake but still vaguely aware of what’s going on. The filthy words register a second later. Even in your sleepy state, your eyes roll to the back of your head as pleasure clouds your senses.

“Goddamn, baby girl. You feel so fucking good,” Sunghoon moans. He grinds into your cunt before slowly easing his dick out of you, only to sink back in again. “Should’ve done this way sooner.”

Large hands squeeze your hips and keep you pressed against the bed. You whimper as Sunghoon slowly fucks his big cock in and out of your dripping hole. Despite this being only being the second time he fucks you, he already knows where your g-spot is because he keeps slamming his fat tip against it.

A second later, you feel a hot, wet suction sensation around your nipple and slowly realize that you’re completely naked. Sunghoon pulls of your stiff bud with a pop and bites across your skin to your other tit. He hums against the supple skin as he sucks marks around the hard nipple. Whining in pleasure, your hips roll against his while Sunghoon bites your nipple before sucking it softly.

“You finally awake, honey?” He mouths against your sternum, teeth scraping against the soft peaks of your breasts. “Can you feel how deep my cock is fucking your slutty pussy?”

With a harsh thrust that jostles your body, your bleary gaze takes in Sunghoon boxing you in as he fucks his cock deeper into your clenching pussy. A low whine slips past your lips as Sunghoon bites your nipple roughly. Your body feels sore already, but you welcome the sensation.

“Been having fun with you all night,” he laughs, low and deep, making your pussy clamp down tightly around his fat dick. “Ate this pretty pussy out for hours. Then I had to suck on these cute nipples.”

“D-Daddy!” You gasp hotly, nails digging into his shoulders. “W-What about my m-mom?”

He grunts and fucks you slow and deep, cock barely leaving your tight hole as he moves his hips. “Don’t worry about her. She’s still sleeping.”

It’s starting to get light outside, and you wonder exactly how long your stepdad has been using you in your sleep while his unsuspecting wife sleeps in the other room. You can’t really care because his big cock is splitting you open so deliciously.

“God. I almost creamed your cute hole, baby,” he coos at you. Your clit throbs as he grinds his pelvis against it. “You’re so hot and tight for me. Fuck. This sweet little pussy was made for my cock.”

You shudder underneath him, eyes rolling back as he grinds against the spongy spot inside your molten pussy.

“Do you want to hear more about how daddy was playing with you?” Sunghoon asks before he swoops down and sucks on your bottom lip.

“Yes, please,” you chase after his mouth, but he pulls away with a sly smile.

“I didn’t know you were such a heavy sleeper. You didn’t even stir when I took all your clothes off and spread your legs,” he laughs in a way that’s too cute for what he’s doing to you. “And then I just couldn’t help but kiss every single part of you.”

With a needy cry, your hands drift from his shoulders to his arms. “Daddy, please.”

The muscle in his jaw twitches as he roughly snaps his hips forward, bullying his cock deeper into your tight pussy.

“Gave myself a pussy job. Then I licked and sucked on your tits. I bit your cute nipples until you were soaking my cock,” he moves his hands back up your body to pinch and tug on your stiff peaks. “Once your hot pussy was nice and wet, I decided to kiss and lick it—I know how much you like that.”

You feel slick gush out around his cock as his words drive your arousal higher and higher, the band in your abdomen growing tight as your orgasm steadily approaches.

He laughs at you. You’re too fucking cute. “So, of course I had to kiss my favorite girl’s pretty pussy.”

Sunghoon’s hands move to press your hips down against the bed so he can drill his cock even deeper into your spasming cunt.

“Ngh, daddy! Gonna cum,” you whine with sleep thick in your voice as your legs tremble.

“Not yet,” he laughs, eyes dark and mean. “Daddy’s gonna play with your sweet little cunt all night. Why don’t you just go back to sleep, honey? Let me use you like a fucktoy.”

You cry out loudly as your orgasm suddenly hits, surprising you both with its intensity. Sunghoon groans at the feeling of your hot little pussy fluttering and milking his cock. He stills inside of you, cock flexing and throbbing wildly. You whimper and scratch his biceps while you cum around his big dick.

“Fuck me,” he hisses, hands hot and heavy as they grip your hips tight enough to bruise. “Did you just fucking cum? What a slut.”

His fingers dip down to rub your swollen clit, wanting to prolong your orgasm. You buck against him at the painful yet pleasurable feeling on your sensitive bud.

“Daddy’s gonna use you all the time. You know that, right?” He whispers against the shell of your ear as he rolls his hips against yours, cock gliding in and out of your squelching pussy. “Next time, I’ll make you guess how many times I creampied this sweet little hole after you wake up.”

Your back arches off of the bed with a mewling whine. His gaze turns dark when he sees you fucking your pussy into his movements.

“God, am I fucking lucky,” he says before he kisses you, hot tongue pressing greedily past your lips.

“Daddy,” you whimper into his mouth dazedly.

“Got the sluttiest little stepdaughter,” his voice drips with honey. “Always needs her sweet little cunt stuffed with my cum.”

Your body feels wrecked in the best possible way as he continues to fuck you into your mattress. The sounds of someone going downstairs makes Sunghoon pause, pulsing cock still snugly buried inside your dripping heat.

“Sounds like your mom’s awake,” he grins down at you filthily. “Guess we’ll need to be extra quiet.”

Your cunt pulses around him, and his grin widens.

“Oh? Trying to get caught? What a dirty girl,” he coos darkly. “Maybe I shouldn’t breed your cunt since you can’t be quiet.”

“Please, please,” you gasp, fingers tangling in his hair as you rock your hips against his, “I’ll be quiet, I swear. Please, daddy. Don’t stop.”

He groans and keeps fucking your pussy with deep strokes. “I won’t stop, honey. Fuck, don’t think I could if I wanted to.”

“Please, daddy,” your head falls back onto your pillow. “Wanna cum again.”

“Goddamn, baby,” he hisses, roughly circling his thumb on your clit as he grinds into your pussy.

Sunghoon kisses you deeply as his fingers pinch your pudgy bud, making your hips buck forward as pleasure washes over your body. Your walls pulse and cling to his dick, making him groan and snap his hips into you harder.

“So good. So fucking good for daddy,” he groans.

Your loud moans are swallowed when your stepdad kisses you again. He buries his cock deep inside your spasming cunt and cums hard. His hot, thick spunk coats your walls as he fucks it deeper into your pussy.

You sigh in bliss when he slowly pulls his cock out of your used cunt. Sunghoon hisses at the sensation and presses one last kiss on your lips. He gently nips your bottom lip before he pulls away.

“Daddy’s not done with you, baby.”

Now, you’re fully awake as Sunghoon manhandles you until you’re bent over the bed. He stands behind you and strokes his filthy cock as he licks his lips. With a deep groan, he swipes his fingers across your slit to gather all the filth leaking from it.

“You’re so wet for me, baby girl. Like it when daddy plays with this cute pussy?”

“Yes,” you whimper, burying your face into the sheets. “I want you so bad.”

“Fuck,” he hisses before landing a loud slap on your ass. “What a filthy girl.”

“Daddy,” you moan when he spanks your ass again. “Want your cock.”

“Shh, baby. Keep quiet unless you want your mom to come in here and see her little girl being split open on my cock,” he laughs. “Maybe you do want that. Show her how your tight little pussy swallows her husband’s cock.”

Arousal drips from your hole and glistens on your thighs as Sunghoon spanks you over and over until the skin is hot. Without any warning, you feel him notch the fat head of his cock against your cunt and bottom out in one delicious stroke. His palm covers your mouth right as you scream, body thrashing underneath his weight.

“Shh, baby girl,” your stepdad’s amused voice murmurs in your ear, “I’m just giving you what you want. Don’t you want daddy’s big cock stuffing you full?”

Your eyes roll back as he grinds even deeper into your pussy. The tip of his dick brushes against your sweet spot in a way that makes your cunt gush. A pleasurable pain shoots up your spine. His hand moves from your mouth to press against the back of your head while the other slips under your body, pulling on your clit back so the sensitive nub can grind against the duvet.

A broken moan leaves your lips. The squelching from his dick pistoning into your cunt sounds loud and salacious in your room. His rough thrusts grind your clit against your sheets, sending molten heat to pool in your belly. Sunghoon’s hand grips your head and pulls you up until your body arches off the bed.

“This pussy’s just made for my cock, isn’t it, honey?” He grunts. “Fuck. Your mom could walk in at any moment and see me pounding your hot little cunt.”

Your stepdad’s dick brushes against your g-spot, making you squeal and clamp down on it. He groans when you coat it with more of your cream.

“Daddy,” you whine. “I’m so close. I wanna cum, please let me cum.”

“Such a good little slut,” he praises through a laugh. “What if I said no?”

You whine again. “Please. I’ll be so good for you, daddy. I wanna cum on your cock—need you to cum in my pussy.”

Sunghoon laughs again and stills inside your throbbing walls. Your hips writhe back, trying to grind down on his cock, but he stops you with an iron grip on your waist.

“That’s two different things, baby girl. You want to cream on my cock,” Sunghoon slips a hand down to your spread open cunt to teasingly rub your swollen clit. “But then, say you need me to cum inside your needy pussy. Which is it?”

“Fuck, please,” you mewl, brain hazy with pleasure, “I need both, daddy! Please!”

“Since you’re asking so nicely, I’ll let you have both,” he coos against your hair. “Cream on my cock, then I’ll breed this sweet hole until it’s dripping with my cum.”

A deep shudder goes through your body when he tells you he’s going to give you what you want. Your hips buck forward into his fingers before pressing back against his rough movements. Sunghoon’s cock slips in and out of your cunt roughly. You whine and moan into your sheets, briefly wondering if you’re being too loud. Honestly, you don’t care, and you can tell your stepdad doesn’t either.

Sunghoon rubs a few more fast circles against your pudgy clit, and your orgasm overtakes your senses. Your pussy clamps down and pulses against his cock as he fucks you harder and harder. He bites down on your shoulder before burying his cock deep inside your hole. Hot cum spurts from his tip as his balls empty into your pussy.

“Good girl,” he praises lovingly as he sinks more of his weight onto your back until you’re both prone on the bed.

Your stepdad’s weight feels nice. It’s slowly lulling you into a sleepy daze as he caresses your sides and brushes your hair away from your face. He hisses when his cock softens enough to slip from your messy cunt. Sunghoon’s dark gaze lingers on your ruined pussy, watching your slick and his cum drip onto the bed. He cuddles you into his broad chest until a sharp knock startles you both.

“Sweetheart, are you awake?”

You freeze and look at Sunghoon who only laughs to himself. He leisurely gets up off your bed and goes into your closet. You can’t help but feel endeared as he winks and closes the door. Even in situations like this one, his teasing nature remains. It makes you smile to yourself. You shakily get up and get back under your covers.

“Y-yeah, come in,” you answer her, hoping your room doesn’t smell too much like sex.

“I’m leaving now. I won’t be back until the afternoon,” she says normally. “And don’t stay in your room all day. Sunghoon thinks you don’t like him because you stay locked in here all the time.”

You keep your expression neutral even though you want to look at the closet with an incredulous expression. It’s obvious that it’s all part of his facade to keep your mom none the wiser, but it still caught you off guard. And you just know he has the biggest smirk on his face behind that door.

Your mom pauses before she walks out the door. “And clean up in here. It smells weird.”

Hiding your smirk is hard. Had it been so long for her that she forgot what some nasty, hot sex smells like?

Minutes later, you hear her walk down the stairs. Your closet door swings open, and Sunghoon doesn’t hesitate to get back into bed with you he pulls you into his arms and presses a sweet kiss on your temple.

“You’re okay, baby?” He murmurs in the quiet between you.

He caresses a strand of your hair before sweeping his palm across your neck and down your back.

“Mhm. I’m tired again,” you say through a yawn.

Sunghoon gives you a pretty smile as you snuggle closer to him. Your body buzzes with pleasure as you go slack against him. With a gentle hum, Sunghoon presses another kiss on the top of your head as you both relax into each other and drift off to sleep.

You keep fucking Sunghoon even though you know it’s risky. The sex is too good, and you know he feels the same way. Neither of you care about the place or the time. If one of you wants to fuck, you do. You’re both so filthy and ravenous that sometimes you wonder how long you can keep going without someone finding out. Especially since it seems like your stepdad keeps trying to get caught fucking you.

“C’mon, baby, let me hear you,” he goads, fingers buried knuckle deep in your cunt as you sit next to him on the couch.

You moan loudly as the sloppy wet sounds coming from your pussy fill the living room. “Fu–Fuck. Daddy!”

“Your mom’s gonna be back soon,” Sunghoon reminds you with a dirty smirk. “Hurry and cum on my fingers.”

Sunghoon adds a third finger to your stuffed hole. Your eyes roll back as they rub against the spongy spot deep inside your pussy. Sunghoon bites your neck, sucking on the skin as his thumb slowly rubs your swollen clit. Your mind is hazy with pleasure, and you know you’re close to getting the nice couch all dirty with your slick.

“Oh fuck, daddy,” you moan as you toss your head back against the couch. It makes it easier for him to suck and bite your neck.

“You’re so fucking wet,” Sunghoon groans into your soft skin. “This hungry little pussy’s just sucking my fingers in. Can’t wait to have it wrapped around my cock.”

“Daddy,” you gasp wantonly as your hips roll down into his hand. “I want that so fucking bad! Want your cock now!”

“Oh, I know,” he coos as he kisses your cheek sweetly. “My baby girl needs daddy to breed her sweet pussy all day long.”

Pleasure overcomes you as your thighs fall open even wider. “Fuck, yes! Please! I want you to cum in me so bad!”

Sunghoon groans and fucks his fingers into your pussy even deeper. Ever since he spent hours creaming your little cunt over and over, you got addicted to it. Not that he’s any better. Your juices splash against his palm as it slaps against your clit.

The sound of your phone ringing cuts through all the nasty sounds, but it doesn’t slow Sunghoon down. Not even as you shakily pick it up to see who’s calling.

“It’s my mom,” you whimper and he only smirks, fingers still pumping into your sweet cunt. “Sunghoon.”

“Answer it, slut,” he slows his rough pace but keeps his fingers rubbing against your g-spot as you obey him and answer the call.

“H-hey, mom,” you swallow down the moans wanting to escape. “Y-yeah. My boyfriend’s here.”

Sunghoon laughs into your neck and picks up the hard, fast pace again. Your tight pussy is squelching loudly as you squirm against the couch.

“Huh? We were just h-hanging out,” you shut your eyes, hoping the orgasm you feel building in your core holds off just a little longer.

“You’re on your way home?” You repeat before you bite your lip. Your eyes flutter as Sunghoon’s thumb circles your clit just right, driving your arousal higher and higher with every press. “No, it’s okay. He’ll be gone by the t-time you get back.”

You barely register the fact that she’s telling you that you don’t have much time to keep fucking your stepdad because she’ll be home soon. You’re too far gone in your pleasure to actually care.

“Okay. Love you, too. Bye.”

Your phone drops to the couch as Sunghoon’s fingers push you over the edge. Slick gushes from your cunt and squirts out all over the couch. It also gets all over Sunghoon’s arm and on the floor. Your stepdad’s smirk is filthy as he keeps thrusting his fingers in and out of your clenching hole.

“Oh, fuck! Fuck, daddy!” you wail as your back arches in pleasure.

You squirt again as his fingers keep rubbing and pressing against the spongy spot inside your cunt that makes your walls flutter like crazy. After making you cum again, he finally eases his fingers out of your pulsing cunt, lightly caressing your clit with his wet fingers until you’re whimpering. Licking your lips, you let your arousal dictate your next actions.

“Fuck me,” you say as you spread your pussy open, further exposing your wet folds and your tiny hole that’s clenching around nothing. “Breed me right here, right now, daddy.”

“Fuck,” Sunghoon growls out as he quickly shoves his underwear down his thighs to pull his cock free.

You moan as soon as you see his sticky tip. “Please, daddy. I want your cock so fucking bad.”

Pulling his swollen cock all the way out, he pushes you on your back and slaps it down on your puffy bud. You mewl and grind your pussy against his cock, wanting nothing more than to get stretched out and bred.

“I’ll give it to you, honey,” your stepdad smirks as he lines his tip up with your hole. “Gonna breed this juicy fucking cunt until you can’t take it anymore.”

You choke out a moan as he bottoms out inside you. Sunghoon’s fat tip knocks against your sweet spot so roughly that it makes you scream. He wraps a palm around your neck as he pulls out and thrusts back in. Your eyes roll back as he squeezes your neck. The feeling is sending you to another dimension as he fucks you fast and deep.

“What a fucking slut,” Sunghoon laughs meanly as he pinches your clit. “You’re gonna get us caught since I’m not stopping. I told you that I’m gonna breed you all day.”

“Don’t care,” you gasp as your pussy clamps around his cock. “Just fill me up, daddy. It feels so fucking good.”

“Goddamn,” Sunghoon moans as his cock throbs in delight. “You’re so fucking perfect. Got the best little pussy.”

You whine when he squeezes your neck again. It makes his dick twitch inside you.

“Fuck, baby girl. I love how tight you get when I choke you.”

Your pussy spasms on his dick when he tightens his hold on your throat. It makes you dizzy with pleasure as your body jostles with every powerful thrust of his. You’re already close again, and you can tell your stepdad is too.

“So tight,” Sunghoon groans, fat tip battering against your g-spot as he fucks you harder. “It feels like you don’t want me pulling out. Fuck. This sweet pussy is always trying to suck daddy’s cock back in.”

All you can do is moan and move your hips to meet his rough thrusts. His cock is hitting so deep inside you that you swear you’re starting to see stars.

“Dumb little slut. Daddy’s dicking you down so good you can’t even say anything,” he grins wickedly, squeezing your throat even tighter.

You nod as much as you can, and he eases some of the pressure on your throat. He fucks into you harder, leaking tip practically kissing your womb as his pelvis rocks against your sensitive clit. The toe-curling sensation has your walls rhythmically pulsing around his cock.

Sunghoon rails his dick into your pussy, grinding all along the spongy spot in your cunt that has you clenching down on him hard. He lets go of your throat to grab your waist, pulling you down on his cock as it pistons into your dripping cunt. “Fuck. Gonna keep this tight little pussy on my cock all day. Don’t care if your mom is home. You belong on my dick.”

“I want that too, daddy,” you mewl desperately as he keeps hammering into your pussy.

You cry out loudly as Sunghoon’s fingers slip down your body to tease your puffy clit. He keeps fucking his aching cock into you, desperate to make you cum all over his dick.

“Be a good girl and cum on my cock so I can cream this sweet cunt,” Sunghoon murmurs heatedly. “I know you want it, baby girl.”

Your stepdad’s fingers smooth over your sensitive bud as his cock plunges into your squelching pussy. The delicious sensations make the tight coil in your lower abdomen snap. Sunghoon leans down and sinks his teeth into your neck as you cum, pussy fluttering and milking his throbbing dick. A loud moan slips past your lips. He fucks his dick deeper into your clenching pussy until he knocks his fat tip into your g-spot one last time.

Sunghoon groans loudly when he spills his hot sticky cum into your cunt. Thick, hot ropes spurt from his cock, stuffing your cunt full.

“Oh, fuck, daddy!” You whimper, cunt clenching rhythmically around Sunghoon’s cock.

He slowly pulls his dick out, stroking the head to spill a few more ropes of cum on your swollen pussy and clit. Your stepdad licks his lips hungrily as he slaps his cock against your messy pussy before he pulls away.

“We’re not finished.”

His ravenous declaration makes your pussy clench and push more cum out of you. Sunghoon pulls you up and wraps your legs around his waist as he carries you upstairs into your room. Shutting your door, he shoves you up against it and licks into your mouth messily. You moan into his mouth as he kisses you heatedly.

“We have to hurry, daddy,” you say between filthy kisses.

“Don’t I already tell you, baby girl?” Sunghoon hums against your lips as he walks over to your bed and gently eases you on it. “I’m keeping you on my cock all day. I don’t care if your mom catches us.”

Sunghoon nips at your jaw as his hands trails down your naked body. He stops just before reaching the place where you need him the most. “Want daddy to play with your cute pussy until you’re soaking the sheets?”

“Yes, please, daddy,” you gasp as he sucks and bites the skin underneath your jaw.

The hand on your abdomen glides down to run his fingers across your dripping slit. You whine when he finally teases your clit with slow swipes of his fingertips.

“So wet already,” he places gentle kisses down your throat. “You want my fingers in your needy pussy, baby?”

“Yes,” you hiss as you rock your hips, trying to get him to press against your swollen bud more.

Without any warning, he plunges two fingers deep in your leaking hole. They stroke against the front of your cunt to rub against the spongy spot that makes you clamp down on the digits. He roughly fucks his fingers in and out of your pussy until you’re whining nonstop.

“Do you see this?” He growls in your ear, middle and ring fingers buried deep in your cunt while his thumb rubs circles on your clit.

Your bleary eyes look down at your naked body to watch as he scissors his fingers in and out of your soaked hole.

“This is my cute little pussy,” he bites your neck, and you moan loudly. “Only mine.”

“Yeah, it’s all yours, daddy,” you whine as your fingers dig into his biceps.

“Want me to give her some kisses?” Sunghoon whispers, fucking his fingers in and out of your pussy slowly. He lets the heel of his palm softly smack against your pudgy bud to make you drip with more arousal.

“Fuck yes,” you wail, eyelashes fluttering as he kisses your neck. “Kiss my needy pussy.”

Sunghoon groans and slips his fingers out of you before he starts trailing wet kisses down your tits. He teases each of your nipples with his teeth, sucking on the stiff buds until your back arches. With a deep laugh, he continues to kiss his way down your stomach to the apex of your thighs. Sighing in pleasure, he kisses your wet clit.

“So sweet,” he rumbles low in his throat. “My slutty girl.”

Your stepdad’s soft lips kiss your aching clit over and over. He drools a line of spit down onto your bud before running his tongue through your pussy lips to lap at your dripping hole. With a moan, your legs fall open further.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, dark eyes watching you from between your thighs. “Keep spreading your legs for me, honey.”

You whimper loudly before you thread your hands in Sunghoon’s hair as he goes back down on you. His slick tongue flutters against your clit before he sucks it into his hot mouth. He bites down gently, and it sends an electric spark up your spine.

“Fuck, daddy! Your mouth feels so good,” you whine high in your throat.

Groaning, he grinds against the mattress while he buries his face deeper into your cunt. His wet tongue fucks into your pussy eagerly like he wants to lick you clean. Sunghoon rubs his nose across your clit as his tongue slides in and out of your slick hole. He hums as you gush on his tongue with every sensual movement. It doesn’t take much for him to make you forget everything except the feeling of his mouth on your pussy.

The band of arousal in your abdomen gets tighter and tighter as he makes out with your pussy with a sloppy enthusiasm that has you moaning like a pornstar. Your arousal coats your inner thighs to the point it drips down your ass onto the sheets underneath. His hands hike your legs up over his shoulders so he can delve deeper into your pussy. With the new angle, it feels like his tongue reaches deeper inside you. His mouth presses against your cunt in a way that has you rolling your hips against his face.

Hearing the wet noises of his mouth on your cunt makes your nipples tighten and ache. You bring your hands up to cup your tits and pinch the stiff buds. It makes you drip with more arousal, and Sunghoon immediately notices. He lifts his dark eyes, cock throbbing in delight when he sees you playing with your pretty tits.

“Mmm, fuck yeah. Play with those pretty tits, baby,” he growls as he moves up to suck on your clit softly. “Pinch those puffy little nipples until it hurts.”

“Daddy,” you sigh, eyes fluttering as you tug and roll your hard nipples. “I’m so fucking close. Gonna cum!”

Sunghoon pulls away and sits back. A sigh of relief slips from him as he starts to stroke his thick cock.

“You will—on my cock,” your stepdad grins down at you. “Daddy’s gonna stuff your hot cunt until you’re nice and full.”

You mewl desperately, hands moving forward to grasp at the air in front of him. His heart swells with affection when he sees how badly you want him. “Need your cock so bad! My little pussy’s so empty, daddy!”

“Fuck,” he hisses, quickly crawling back on top of you and boxing you in with his lithe body.

Your stepdad drags his big cock up your thighs, leaving a sticky trail of precum on your skin until the fat head rests below your belly button. You both moan when you see how deep he’s going to be inside you. Precum pools on your skin as it drips from his cockhead. Sunghoon gives you a heated kiss, sucking on your tongue and biting your bottom lip before he has to pull away.

Sunghoon grabs the base of his fat cock and slaps the leaking tip against your pudgy clit. You whine as he rubs his cock through your soaked folds, smearing your arousal everywhere. He presses down harder and lets his head dip in and out of your clenching heat until you’re rocking up into the motion, tempting him to push inside your cunt fully.

“Please, daddy. Need you to fuck me and cream my little pussy,” you moan wantonly.

“Fuck, honey. You know I can’t ever say no to you,” Sunghoon smirks, finally notching the head of his cock at your leaking hole.

With a low groan, your stepdad thrusts forward, sliding inch by inch into your pussy until he bottoms out. Your walls pulse and squeeze around his fat cock.

“Oh, that’s it. Fuck. Such a good girl, squeezing me so fucking good,” he coos in your ear as he settles more of his weight down onto your body.

“Daddy, please,” you choke out, legs wrapping around his waist, arching your back so he can fuck into you even deeper.

Sunghoon pulls out and thrusts his cock into your pussy until he bottoms out again, heavy balls slapping against your ass. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as he presses you down on the bed.

“Always such a perfect fit,” he moans, fucking into your cunt faster. “Pretty pussy’s made for my cock.”

Your mouth drops open as his dick reaches deep inside you. Sunghoon fucks you deep and slow until you’re writhing in pleasure. You roll your hips into his as your pussy clenches down on him. “F-Fuck, daddy. Wanna cum for you.”

Sunghoon’s heart thumps harshly in his chest as he swoops down to press a sweet kiss on your lips. He fucks his cock into your g-spot until slick drips down his heavy balls. You reach up to tangle your hands into his hair as he slowly slams his cock into your fluttering walls.

“You’re squeezing me so fucking tight, baby girl,” Sunghoon groans before he kisses your lips again. “You want daddy to breed your greedy hole?”

”Yes, yes,” you moan, hips writhing desperately. “Breed my pussy, daddy! I need it so fucking bad.”

Your stepdad laughs darkly and starts to roughly pump his cock into you. It has your pussy pulsing and gripping his cock tightly. Sunghoon presses his lips on yours. He licks into your mouth, tongue slipping inside to tease your own. You eagerly kiss him back, mewling and moaning between the sloppy kisses.

“Fuck. You’re so fucking perfect, honey,” Sunghoon groans as his cock pulses and throbs.

Your body shivers at his affectionate words. Sunghoon rocks his hips down, pelvis catching on your clit just right as his balls smack against your ass with every rough thrust. You mewl as your toes curl in pleasure.

“I’m getting close,” you moan loudly.

Sunghoon picks up the pace. His girthy cock pistons in and out of your pussy savagely. Sloppy, wet sounds echo in your room, making you clench down on him tighter. The way he moans makes you grin.

“Cum on my cock so I can breed this pretty pussy, baby. Let daddy fill you up,” your stepdad says adoringly as nips your bottom lip with a grin of his own.

Your clit throbs with every brush of his pelvis. The dizzying sensation makes you squeeze down on his cock tighter and tighter as he grinds against your g-spot. Your legs tighten around his waist until he can barely pull out. Sunghoon grins fondly and starts to rut his cock in short, shallow thrusts as your climax overtakes your body. Thrashing and moaning, your pussy clenches and flutters around his thick cock as your eyes roll back in your head.

”Fuck. You’re gonna make me cum, baby girl,” Sunghoon says through a groan.

“Do it, daddy,” you demand cutely. “My little pussy’s ready for you.”

“That’s it, honey. Let daddy breed this sweet cunt.”

Sunghoon moans your name as his cock throbs and kicks inside you. Your eyes roll to the back of your head when he spills a hot load of cum deep inside your cunt, soft walls milking every drop from his heavy balls.

“So good,” your stepdad pants, sloppily kissing your neck as he softly thrusts into your clenching heat. “Fuck. Your little pussy was made to get fucked and bred by me.”

You can only whine out nonsense as he pumps rope after rope of thick, sticky cum in your fluttering hole. Sunghoon’s pelvis smacks against your clit and sending little shockwaves of overstimulation throughout your body. He finally pulls out with a groan, half hard cock shooting out another spurt of cum to coat your puffy pussy and clit. With a moan, he rubs his thick spunk into your skin, smearing it until your slit is sticky and messy.

“I love you, baby,” Sunghoon says as he gives you a slow, passionate kiss. “So fucking much.”

You grin against his lips, not caring that you hear the sound of the front door slamming shut. “I love you too, daddy.”

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neogotmysam · 4 days ago

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HOLY JESUS CHRIST MY GODDDD

one of my alllllll time favourite fics ever now……i love yn, FUCK i love yn so muchhhh shes suchhh a cunt my god, dream girl, the way she has hoonie wrapped around her finger, and hes just her puppy

AND THAT SMUT my god, hoonie being obsessed with her and jihyun just being the side fucking bitch AHHHHH, i loved loved loved this 🙂‍↕️💗

— 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨

everyone in sunghoon’s life knows that there’s one person he will never let go of. his girlfriend finds this out too late.

❥ PAIRING: park sunghoon x female reader

❥ GENRE: best friend au, smut

❥ WORD COUNT: 8k

❥ CW/TW: yandere themes, infidelity, sunghoon can lift reader, vomiting, drinking, jealousy, possessiveness, nipple play, fingering, pussy job(s), oral sex (f), unprotected sex, riding, squirting, creampies, having sex while another person is in the room

NOTE: don’t like, don’t read.

Everyone knows Sunghoon has someone he’s madly in love with. His acquaintances know that it’s an amazing girl who he’s known for most of his life. His friends know it’s the girl who’s all over his social media and usually by his side. His closest friends know that it’s not his girlfriend, Song Jihyun.

No one ever brings it up because it’s obvious that Jihyun (and every girl before her) is a placeholder until he gets what he really wants. It’s not right, but Sunghoon never feels guilty. He’s never hidden how important you are to him, and he never will.

That’s why he doesn’t care that his girlfriend is eagerly waiting for his call like she does every night. Instead of acting like a caring partner, he’s more interested in drinking with you after bar hopping all night. It’s not like he can be fully to blame for his disinterest in Jihyun. You are, without a doubt, the prettiest, most alluring girl Sunghoon has ever seen. He would do anything to spend more time with you even if it meant disregarding his girlfriend’s feelings.

Even just drinking and talking with you is more exciting than any time he spends with her. That’s why he always keeps a bottle of wine for when you come over. You two have gone through a full bottle, and Sunghoon hopes you’ll be too tired by the end of the night to go home.

“You know how pretty you are?” Sunghoon sighs dreamily as he watches you drink the remainder of his favorite wine.

Endearing laughter fills the room as you nod. There’s a mischievous gleam in your eyes when you look back at your friend. “Yeah. I see how you and your friends look at me.”

Sunghoon’s gaze is lidded. He loves how confident and secure you are—how you’re not afraid to show it. Everything about you is completely mesmerizing, and he can’t help but want to have you all completely to himself.

“Me?” He tries to act surprised as he tilts his head.

You nod and give him a grin that has his heart pounding in his chest. He knows you can have any guy you want, and that’s why he has to push your buttons so he can get you where he wants you.

“You couldn’t pull me.”

Sunghoon holds back a smirk when he sees that he’s successfully gotten under your skin. His cock starts to come alive when he sees you pause, eyes alight with a challenging look he recognizes all too well.

“Is that what you think?”

You don’t let him answer. “I could, and we both know that. That’s why your little girlfriend hates me so much.”

It’s true. Ever since Sunghoon introduced Jihyun to you, she all but asked him to find another best friend. He was quick to shut that ridiculous idea down. There was a lot he was willing to do so he could be a decent boyfriend, but cutting you off was where he drew the line. If Sunghoon had any say, you would never leave his side.

Jihyun caught onto this almost immediately after she met you. The way her boyfriend’s eyes light up any time you enter a room or whenever he gets a call from you. How attentive he always is to your needs and how he practically drops everything to run to you—even when he’s balls deep in her. Obviously, Sunghoon is obsessed with you. It killed her to realize it, but Jihyun still refuses to let Sunghoon go. After all, no matter how much he likes you, he’s still hers. She is the winner in this, not you.

“You think I’m that easy?” Sunghoon says with a faint blush.

You smirk at him, tongue swiping your bottom lip to capture the remnants of wine. His eyes are locked on your movements, and you have to hold back a laugh.

“So if I asked you to fuck me right now, you wouldn’t?”

Sunghoon smirks, and your fate is sealed.

Minutes later, you end up on your best friend’s bed in only your underwear. Sunghoon stares down at you like a hungry beast as his large hands smooth over the inside of your thighs. You can see the thick outline of his cock in his underwear, and you have to stop yourself from squirming in excitement.

“Fuck, you’re already so wet,” he groans when he sees that your panties are starting to stick to your cunt.

Sunghoon savors the sight. He feels something insatiable burning inside him as he pulls your panties to the side.

“Oh fuck me,” he whispers reverently. “You have the cutest pussy I’ve ever seen.”

His fingers delicately trace your slit before they circle your clit. Your best friend pulls away when you start to whine.

“So fucking pretty,” he moans before licking the juices from his fingers. “And you taste good. Fuck.”

Sunghoon’s pupils are blown wide when he finally pulls his heated gaze away from your pussy to meet your own half lidded gaze. “You’ll let me eat you out, right? Let me kiss and suck on this cute pussy until you cream on my face?”

“Fuck, Hoonie,” you whine, knowing you’ve gone too far, but feeling too good to stop. “What about Jihyun?”

Sunghoon’s fingers go back to toying with your wet cunt. You roll your hips up into the motion with a needy mewl. His brain hears you a second later, and he rolls his eyes. As always, you’re goading him into being honest for your own satisfaction.

“What about her? She never has to find out.”

You smile and bite your lip as he slowly circles your clit until you whimper again. A mean grin spreads on your face. “Filthy boy. She must not be enough for you.”

Sunghoon doesn’t feel any guilt because this is something he’s wanted for a long, long time. His girlfriend is nice and sweet, but the intimacy between them is boring and unexciting. He’s never even fucked her raw.

“I knew it,” you laugh gleefully as your best friend’s fingers trail down your slit to gather more juices. “Don’t worry, baby. This’ll be our dirty little secret.”

Honestly, Sunghoon can care less if Jihyun does end up finding out. All he can think about is your pretty pussy as he presses his slick coated fingers down on your throbbing clit. He grabs you and tugs you closer until you’re straddling his lap.

“Oh fuck,” you whimper, aroused by his display of strength.

Your best friend smirks as he goes to nip at your collarbone. “Our little secret? I like the sound of that.”

With that, he dips his middle and ring finger into your soft pussy. You moan and clench around his fingers, eagerly bouncing on his lap. His bulge presses against you and makes your mouth drop open with a sigh.

“Yeah?” You breathe out harshly. “You like that I’m gonna let you fuck my tight little pussy?

“That’s so—fuck. You’re so hot,” he scissors his fingers slowly in and out of your cunt. “I’m gonna treat this pussy so good, baby. Way better than I treat Jihyun’s.”

Your cunt clenches down on his fingers as you go to tangle your own in his hair. A loud whine escapes you as you ride his fingers, pussy wet and dripping all over his lap.

“God, Hoon,” you mewl as he grinds his long fingers across your g-spot. “Right there, fuck.”

Shuddering, your eyes roll back as his fingertips rub the spongy spot at the front of your cunt until your arousal gushes around the digits. Sunghoon licks a stripe up your neck, eager to have you fall apart for him.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this, baby. Fuck. You always get me so hard every time I see you. Just want to shove my face between your thighs and eat you out until you’re crying.”

Your head is swimming as he tells you all his dirty desires. You’ve always known it, but hearing it out loud just makes it so much better.

“Hoon,” you sigh into his mouth when he goes to kiss you heatedly. “God, you’re so hot.”

“Fuck. I need to taste you before I fill you up,” he murmurs against your lips. “Need to kiss your sweet little cunt until you’re soaking my sheets.”

It shouldn’t sound this hot—him cheating on his girlfriend with absolutely no remorse—but you’re kissing him again as arousal pools in your abdomen. Sunghoon eases you off his lap before he spreads your legs and wedges himself between your thighs.

He slowly takes off your underwear, groaning loudly when he sees the clear strings of arousal connecting to your pretty lips and panties. His eyes are dark when you take off your bra and toss it somewhere in his room.

Sunghoon’s dark gaze drags up and down your body. It makes you clench and drip with more arousal. He drops to his elbows and pushes your thighs up to your stomach. He whispers another sweet praise before he licks a broad stripe up your slit with his tongue. You cry out loudly when the wet muscle circles your clit softly before pulling away.

“So wet,” Sunghoon moans, kissing your pussy lips sweetly. “Fuck. I can’t wait to get my cock in this pretty pussy.”

“Hoon,” you moan when he goes back down on you.

Lewd slurping noises mix in with your filthy moans as Sunghoon devours your pussy like he’s never tasted anything better in his entire life. His tongue spears you open before fluttering against your walls. He repeats the delicious motions until your toes curl and your eyes cross. Your best friend pulls away with a grunt, licking and sucking his way back up to your swollen bundle of nerves. Another loud moan tears from your throat as he starts to kiss and suck on your puffy bud.

One last swipe of Sunghoon’s skillful tongue has your thoughts slowly turning into mush. His tongue flattens and he laps at your cunt with broad stripes until your hips start to move to roll your pussy against his mouth.

With a devious laugh, Sunghoon pulls back and moves his hands to spread your cunt. His cock throbs as your pussy pulses and glistens with your juices and his saliva. He groans at the erotic sight.

“So fucking pretty,” your best friend murmurs before he gently kisses your clit.

You whine desperately. “Please, Hoonie. I’m so close.”

As always, he’s eager to give you what you want. Sunghoon fucks his tongue back into your pussy with a low groan that sends vibrations up your cunt. You mewl out his name as he buries his face into your pussy. His thumbs hold your pussy open, nose bumping and grinding against your clit with every toe-curling movement. Sunghoon fucks his tongue in and out of your clenching hole until you’re making a mess all over his sheets.

“Fuck! I’m gonna cum!” You moan as your hips roll into his face.

Licking back up your pussy, Sunghoon sucks your clit into his mouth and runs his tongue around the swollen bud until you’re writhing and yanking on his hair. You let out a loud cry as you toss your head back and soak Sunghoon’s face with your orgasm. Your best friend moans and drinks up all of the slick gushing from your pussy.

“That’s it, baby,” Sunghoon hums fondly. He kisses your messy pussy before straightening up. “You came so hard. Did it feel that good?”

You give him a fucked out grin before yanking him down to give him a sloppy kiss. Sunghoon swallows your moans as he gives you a taste of yourself. He grins before sucking your tongue into his mouth. Eventually, he pulls away and gives you the prettiest smile.

“My cock’s going to feel even better.”

That’s how you end up in his lap with your bare pussy grinding down on his clothed bulge. Your juices and his precum have soiled the fabric of his underwear, and you’re becoming more desperate with each grind. Sunghoon is patient enough to savor the moment as he watches you with hooded eyes.

“Wanna sit on my cock, pretty girl? Want me to stretch this cute little pussy out?” He coos as you continue to rub your needy cunt all over him.

“Yes,” you hiss when he moves his hips to meet your movements. “Let me sit on your big cock, Hoon.”

Sunghoon grins victoriously and lets you tug his underwear down to free his aching cock. He raises his hips to slip them off completely before settling you right back on his lap. You both moan in sync when his girthy cock presses against your dripping pussy.

“God, Y/N. You drive me crazy,” Sunghoon groans before he leans forward to take one of your stiff nipples into his mouth.

You whine when he sucks it into his hot mouth. “Fuck, Hoon.”

His dark eyes watch you as his tongue circles your nipple before he nips it with those pretty fangs of his. The sight has you dripping with more arousal as you slide your cunt up and down his throbbing dick. He switches to the other one, giving it the same treatment before he starts to leave gentle bites all over your pretty tits. The more he teases at your nipples, the more juices drip onto his dick. Sunghoon groans at the feeling of your pussy parting around his cock perfectly.

“You’re soaking my cock with that cute pussy,” Sunghoon whispers against your heated skin. “You love having my mouth on your tits, don’t you, baby?”

“Yeah,” you whine. “I fucking love it.”

Sunghoon grins when you press his face against your tits, forcing him to suck your nipple back into his mouth. Your best friend groans when as he runs his tongue over your stiff bud until you’re tugging on his hair.

“Fuck, Hoon. I want your cock,” you mewl desperately. “Need to feel you inside me.”

“Soon, baby,” Sunghoon grunts as he continues to lathe his tongue over your sensitive nipple. “Let me finish having my fun first.”

You moan again, pussy leaking even more juices. To have Sunghoon worshipping your tits makes you feel a pleasure you didn’t think was possible. You run your nails across his scalp and down his neck, watching with a satisfied grin as his eyes flutter from your touch. His eyes lock with yours, and they’re completely dark as his hand slides down your body to thumb your slippery bud.

“Whose pussy is this?” Sunghoon wonders as he pinches your clit to make you cry out. “It’s mine, isn’t it, pretty girl?”

You nod through a needy whine. The sharp smack to your clit that follows makes you moan his name. Sunghoon smirks deviously as he repeats his actions until your cunt soaks his palm.

“Of course it is.” Sunghoon laughs in delight.

Then, he drags the leaking head of his cock up your slit to smack against your puffy clit. Sunghoon groans when he notches the head of his dick against your hole. You moan quietly when he sinks the tip inside your cunt. Your best friend laughs and pulls out of you completely. His grin is devious as you whine in protest. Once again, his leaking cockhead teases your fluttering hole.

“So hot and tight,” Sunghoon’s dark eyes seem to be sparkling as he looks up at you. “So fucking pretty.”

With that, he sinks the fat head of his dick back inside your fluttering walls. Your eyes roll back with a loud moan as you slide down his cock. The stretch is delicious, and you’re eager to take him down to the hilt.

“Gonna fuck this cute pussy until my balls are empty. Keep you stuffed full and dripping with cum.”

“Fuck, yes,” you moan as you bounce down to try to get Sunghoon to bury his cock all the way inside your pussy. “Want your cum, Hoonie.”

His large hands squeeze your ass as you lean down to kiss him. Sunghoon readily welcomes the messy kiss as he sinks you down on his cock. A loud plop fills the room once you sit on it completely.

“Goddamn,” he groans. “You’re so fucking tight, baby. Feels like your little hole’s never had a cock in it.”

You whine at the praise, happy that your pussy is clamping down on the biggest cock it’s ever taken. “Never had a cock this big, Hoonie. I love it.”

“Yeah?” Sunghoon grunts as he rolls his hips up into you until his fat tip is hitting the deepest part inside you.

You miss the pleased grin on his face when you slump against him with a fucked out nod. Sunghoon takes the opportunity to ram his girthy cock into your hot little cunt. His hips pump into you in a punishing rhythm, loving how you’re clearly already addicted to his cock.

“Want me buried as deep as possible, pretty? Want me to rearrange your guts until you cum all over my cock?” Sunghoon hisses against your ear.

“Yes, yes! I want it so bad, Hoon!” You moan as you start to roll your hips and clamp down on his dick.

Sunghoon lifts you up, letting his cock slip out halfway before thrusting up at the same time he drops you back down on his cock, plunging so deep in your pussy that it makes you scream. He repeats the actions with the most attractive smirk on his face. Your eyes roll back in ecstasy as he keeps using you like a fucktoy.

“That’s it, baby. Fucking scream for me,” Sunghoon groans as your pussy paints his cock with your juices. “Let everyone know how much you love my cock.”

Your cries of pleasure fuel the insatiable beast inside Sunghoon. He wraps a strong arm around your waist and flips you on your back while keeping his throbbing cock inside you. The carnal look you give your best friend has him pressing your legs to your chest. Your mind is dizzy with white hot pleasure as Sunghoon starts to drill his cock into your g-spot.

Filthy moans fill the room along with the lewd squelching coming from your cunt. Sunghoon pumps his cock into your greedy pussy, loving how your tits bounce with every thrust. The sound of skin slapping together mix in perfectly with your pretty cries of pleasure as he fucks you stupid.

“You’re getting so tight around me, baby,” Sunghoon moans. His eyes are locked on where you’re connected, and just the filthy sight of being buried balls deep in your cunt pushes him closer to the edge. “Shit, Y/N. I’m gonna keep you on my cock until you’re cumming over and over again—fuck—gonna cream your little pussy until you’re full of me.”

Your eyes roll back at the promise, pussy clenching and dripping around his girthy cock. “Please, Hoonie. Fuck. Give it to me!”

Somehow, his thrusts get rougher. Loud cries spill from your pretty lips, and it makes Sunghoon drive his fat cockhead right into your g-spot.

“I’m close!” You mewl, completely lost in pleasure.

Sunghoon gives you a tantalizing grin before dragging his hand down your body to slap your clit. You writhe like you’ve been electrocuted, and Sunghoon laughs in delight as he goes to smack your clit again. He thumbs and presses into your clit as you grind into his movements.

“Cream on my cock, pretty girl. Do it for me so I can fill you up with my load,” Sunghoon groans as he swoops down to give you a sweet kiss.

“Fuck, Hoonie. Fill me up,” you moan as he continues to run rough circles on your puffy bud.

Sunghoon pounds his cock into your squelching pussy so hard that it makes his bed shake. “I will, baby. Just tell me who this pussy belongs to.”

Even fucked out, you give him a teasing grin that he loves so much. “Yours, baby. Just yours.”

“That’s right. All mine.” Sunghoon growls as he presses down on your clit until your toes curl.

You cry out his name as the tight band of arousal in your stomach snaps. Sunghoon’s fingers and hips don’t stop even as your orgasm bleeds into a second one.

“Just like that, baby. Squeeze my fucking cock.”

“Cum inside me, Hoon,” you say deliriously. “You promised.”

Sunghoon’s moan is loud as he buries himself balls deep in your cunt, cock kicking and throbbing as your pussy milks him for every drop of his cum. You feel the hot spurts of his thick spunk filling your hole until it slowly drips out around his cock. He grunts and rocks his hips a few times, pumping the last ropes of his seed deep into your pussy before slowly pulling out. His dark eyes watch your messy pussy drip with his load, wanting nothing more than to go again.

Instead, he lays next to you and pulls you into his chest.

“You drive me crazy,” Sunghoon hums into your hair.

You grin into his collarbone. “I know.”

“Can you please answer Sunghoon’s messages?” Jay groans as soon as you let him into your house.

“Bro has not stopped bitching in the group chat,” Jake adds as he comes in right after Jay.

You try not to smirk as you lead your friends into the kitchen. It’s not like you meant to ignore your best friend, but after you two fucked you got unexpectedly busy and didn’t have time to hang out. After a few days, you realized unintentionally ignoring him made him react in a way that gave you a sick amount of pleasure.

“I did answer,” you say as you get some water bottles for them. “Told him I’d see him at Jihyun’s party on Friday.”

Jay raises a doubtful eyebrow while Jake zeroes in on the massive bouquet on the kitchen table. The size and detailed arrangement of the pretty flowers make it obvious that it’s expensive.

“Who are these from?” Jake wonders when he doesn’t see a card.

Luckily, you put the card in your room. It’s not like they couldn’t guess the flowers are from Sunghoon, but that card would go into details that you’re not ready to get into with them. Not yet, anyway.

“Don’t know,” you say casually. “There was no card.”

“You should throw them out.” Jay says.

“Yeah. What if they’re from some creep?” Jake exclaims as he recoils from the bouquet like it bit him. “Plus Sunghoon will actually crash out if he finds out some guy sent you flowers.”

“You don’t know that they’re from some guy!” You exclaim to cover the laughter bubbling in your throat.

“Guy or girl, it doesn’t matter. Hoon will still go crazy if he finds out someone is sending you flowers with romantic intentions.”

“He has a girlfriend,” you remind Jay with a small smirk.

Your friends roll their eyes at the same time. Everyone knows Jihyun is his girlfriend in name only. She doesn’t compare to you when it comes to where you stand in Sunghoon’s heart.

“Sure,” Jake laughs. “Are you going to show us this dress or what?”

You squeal in excitement and lead them to your room.

The party is in full swing by the time you get there. You say hi to a few people before going to the kitchen to find Jake. As luck would have it, he’s in the middle of a conversation with Sunghoon. You try your hardest to keep the smirk off your face as you call their names.

You don’t miss the way your best friend’s eyes get dark once you reach them and give them friendly hugs. He doesn’t let you give him a side hug like you do to Jake. Sunghoon pulls you flush against his body and cages you against him.

“I missed you, baby,” he whispers in your ear. “You’ve been torturing me lately.”

You pull back just enough to look him in the face since he refuses to let you go. “I told you I was busy, Hoonie. Don’t be mad, okay?”

His arms tighten around your waist as he lightly sways you. The cute pout you’re giving him is irresistible, and he knows he won’t be able to pretend to be mad at you anymore.

“Park Sunghoon.”

Jihyun saying his full government name doesn’t make him let you go. Instead you two turn to her like she’s interrupting.

“Hey, Jihyun,” you say with a friendly smile.

Her glaring eyes flicker to you for a fraction of a second before they settle back on her boyfriend. “I need to talk to you. Alone.”

Sunghoon still doesn’t let you go, and you decide to have a little fun. “Go ahead, Hoon. I saw Hee earlier, and I want to go say hi.”

Sunghoon’s head snaps back to you, a dangerous anger already swimming in his pretty eyes. Lee Heeseung is a friend of Jay’s who you’ve hooked up with once before. The idiot thinks that he actually has a real shot with you. Everyone knows it, and Sunghoon thinks he’d rather break up with Jihyun right now than let you go anywhere near him.

“It’s okay,” you reassure him when you see that he still makes no move to let you go. “I’ll see you in a bit.”

Your words hold a promise and so does your gaze. It’s the only reason Sunghoon lets you go and wander off to find the boy with the stupidly pretty eyes. With a glare he turns back to Jihyun who’s red in the face and looks angrier than he’s ever seen her.

“What do you want?” Sunghoon asks, wanting to get her tantrum out of the way so he can go find you.

“I want my boyfriend to stop embarrassing me in front of all these people,” she hisses, close to tears.

Sunghoon rolls his eyes. He can’t believe he let you get away just for Jihyun to bring up some bullshit like this. “Here we go again. When are you going to stop being so fucking insecure?”

Jihyun sucks in a sharp breath like she’s been hit. Up until now, Sunghoon had never been mean or disrespectful even if he did things that bothered her.

“You looked like you would’ve literally kissed Y/N if I hadn’t walked in!” She exclaims hysterically.

Sunghoon rolls his eyes. “And what if I had? Don’t act like you don’t know how I feel about her—how I’ve always felt about her.”

Jihyun’s heart is pounding and her throat is tightening up. Yes, she’d known it, but she also thought he was starting to really like her.

“So that’s it then? I was just a placeholder?”

Sunghoon rolls his eyes. “Think what you want, Jihyun. If you have nothing else to say, I’m going to go find Y/N.”

Before he can leave the kitchen, she stops him with tearful words. “You’re still mine, Sunghoon. I’m still your girlfriend no matter how you feel about her.”

There’s a tense pause, and just as Sunghoon debates breaking up with her, she says something that makes the most insane part of him snap.

“Y/N doesn’t feel that way about you. That’s why she’s never picked you in all this time.”

Jihyun lets out a quiet sob when her boyfriend walks away from her instead of responding.

Several shots later, Jihyun stumbles into her balcony where you and Lee Heeseung are talking and laughing. She scowls, hating that the second most attractive guy she’s ever met is also very enamored with you.

“Y/N, where’s Sunghoon?” She slurs as she stumbles into you.

Your eyes widen as you catch her. You help her stand, nodding back to the living room where Sunghoon is watching with the most predatory stare you’ve ever seen on him. “Over there.”

Jihyun unseeingly glances his way before settling her angry gaze back on you. “Is he watching me or you?”

“No idea,” you say placatingly. “Probably you since you’re his girlfriend.”

Even on the verge of blacking out, Jihyun catches the way you say that to her mockingly. She frowns again, stumbling slightly as she looks back at a watching Sunghoon.

“Will you get her some water, Hee?” You ask sweetly. “I think she’s had a little too much to drink.”

The boy gives you a pretty smirk. “Sure. Be right back.”

“Are you gonna fuck him?” Jihyun slurs as you settle her into one of the chairs. “He’s hot.”

You laugh a little as you watch her slump into an awkward position. “He is, but I don’t feel like fucking him tonight.”

“Then are you gonna fuck my boyfriend?” Jihyun wonders through a hiccup. “I know you want to.”

“It’s the other way around,” you say with a mean smirk. “You’ve always known that it’s the other way around.”

Jihyun scoffs, getting angry all over again. “You two really are best friends.”

It’s silent for a while until she looks at you with a determined glare.

“Why can’t you just leave us alone? Why can’t you go fuck Heeseung or Jake or–or anyone else that’s not my boyfriend?”

Jihyun sounds hysterical at this point, but you remain unfazed. After all, you’re not the third wheel here.

“Sunghoon is the one who can’t leave me alone. Why do you think he chose the same university as me? He’s the one who moved to the same city as me and always assimilates himself into my friend groups. You think he did all that just because he’s my best friend?” You laugh.

Only you know about his stalker tendencies, but you doubt Jihyun will remember any of this. Even if she does, you don’t care. You’re sick of her and her willful blindness.

“H-He did all that?” Jihyun feels like throwing up, and it’s not because of the alcohol.

You laugh again. “I think you’re mistaken about something, Jihyun. I’m not coming between you and your boyfriend. You’re the one who’s coming between Sunghoon and I.”

Jihyun’s head is spinning, and the last coherent thought she has gets in oblivion as darkness takes over her consciousness. You laugh again and go to help her up. Even though you don’t feel bad, you’re not mean enough to leave her passed out on her balcony.

“Let me help, baby.”

You let Sunghoon pick her up. He looks at you, waiting for his next orders. You smile and tell him to lead the way to her room. Sunghoon dumps Jihyun onto her bed, not caring to be gentle. You laugh and turn her on her side so she doesn’t choke on her vomit if she gets sick later.

Sunghoon stands behind you and settles his hands on your hips. “You look so good, pretty girl. I didn’t get to tell you earlier.”

“Did you break up with her?” You wonder through a grin.

“Not yet. Not until you tell me to.”

“You can do what you want, Hoon,” you say as he presses himself closer to you.

“What I want is to fuck you right here, right now.”

His nasty words send a thrill straight to your cunt. “Filthy boy. You want to fuck me on your girlfriend’s bed while she’s passed out?”

“She won’t know,” he says as he rolls his bulge into your ass. “And I’ve been wanting to break this bed in.”

You laugh in disbelief. Of course he wouldn’t have fucked Jihyun in her own bed. Instead he’s giving you that pleasure, and you can’t say it doesn’t please you. Arousal starts to make the fabric of your panties stick to your cunt. You bite your lip and let Sunghoon carry and set you down on the other side of the bed. He follows in suit and gives you a messy kiss. You moan into his mouth as he slips a hand under your dress to brush across your soaked slit.

“Fuck, baby. You’re already so wet. You want my cock that bad?”

“Yes,” you whine. “Probably as bad as you want this pussy.”

Sunghoon groans as he pushes your panties to the side. He uses his middle and ring finger to part your slick folds. You whine softly and roll your hips into his hand.

“Gotta prep this tight little hole or I’m not gonna fit,” Sunghoon grunts. “Cute little pussy hasn’t had a cock this big in a while.”

He knows because he’s been watching to make sure it hasn’t. Arousal burns hot inside you as he fucks his fingers into your fluttering hole.

“Seems like you haven’t had some good pussy in a while,” you counter through a moan. “That loser doesn’t fuck you like you need, huh?”

Sunghoon groans when he finds the spot inside you that has your pussy squeezing down on his fingers. “No one compares to you, baby. Just look at this pretty pussy. It’s the best I’ve ever had.”

Your cunt clamps down on his digits again. A fleeting glance to the side confirms that Jihyun is still very much passed out. You grin and give him the look that drives him crazy.

Sunghoon slips his fingers out of you with a wet squelch and pops them into his mouth with a loud groan. “So fucking good.”

You watch with hungry eyes as he gets up and takes his clothes off. The tip of his fat cock drips precum down the length of it, making your mouth water for a taste. He grips the base and shakes his dick at you. Your clit throbs and your pussy drips with more arousal. He’s so big and thick. Just knowing he’s about to fill you up and stretch you out on his cock makes your pussy clench in eagerness.

You get up and push Sunghoon down on the bed. You slip your dress off, only leaving your panties on. He settles against the headboard as you straddle his lap, you trap his cock inside your panties, grinning as your dripping pussy rubs along his throbbing cock

“Fuck,” you whine as you grind slowly against Sunghoon.

“God, baby,” Sunghoon groans as he watches your pretty tits bounce. “You know how to drive me crazy.”

“Yeah? You like feeling my pussy rub all over your fat cock?” You goad as you rock against him harder.

“You know I do,” Sunghoon groans as he tosses his head back when your clit catches in the tip of his cock. “Let me suck on your pretty tits, baby. I know you like when I do.”

Licking your lips, you lean forward and shove your tits in his face. Sunghoon captures one of your hard nipples in his mouth, sucking and licking like he can’t get enough. He groans deeply as his lips and tongue work one hard bud while his fingers tweak and pinch the other. Your hips keep grinding into him as arousal pulses in your clit. Sloppy sounds of sucking fill the room along with your moans and whines as Sunghoon lathes your tits with his hot tongue.

“Fuck, Hoon. You’re so hot. Need your cock inside me,” you gasp as he bites your nipple and runs his tongue across it over and over until you’re squirming against him.

“Think you deserve it?” Sunghoon wonders as kisses across your breasts, teeth nipping at the skin as he swaps to the other nipple.

“Don’t I?” You wonder through a moan.

“I don’t know. You’ve been ignoring me, pretty girl,” Sunghoon says as he pouts up at you. “You know I hate that.”

“I’ve been busy, baby. Plus, you had your hands full with your little girlfriend.”

Sunghoon pinches your nipples hard until you’re grinding against him. “You know that loser means nothing to me.”

With that, he slides his girthy cock into your pussy. He’s so much bigger than you remember. The painful stretch has you arching your back in pleasure. You toss your head back with a loud moan as Sunghoon bullies his cock deeper into your pussy until he’s bottoming out. He kisses you sweetly as you sink down on his dick with a lovely moan.

“That’s it, pretty girl. Fuck. I missed this tight little pussy.”

You shove your tits into his face when his hands tighten on your hips. Sunghoon kisses across your tits, sucking bruises into the sensitive skin. With a deep groan, he suckles on one of your nipples eagerly until you’re bouncing on his dick. You let your hands hold onto his soft hair as you rock your hips down on his throbbing cock. Mewling, you tug on the silky strands as Sunghoon’s tongue laps across your swollen nipples. His hands move up to your waist as he fucks your hot pussy.

Your eyes cross as he pounds your fluttering hole. Neither of you care to be quiet even though Jihyun is lying next to you. That’s the last thing on either of your minds as Sunghoon buries his cock deep in your throbbing cunt. Sunghoon groans, suckling your hard bud deeper into his mouth. His cock kicks and throbs as you slump forward, messily smashing your tits into his face.

“You’re gonna leave marks, Hoonie,” you whine as he nips at the swell of your breasts before pulling away.

“But you like it, pretty. I can feel you squeezing down on my cock,” he grins, shaking the hair from his face as he tilts his head up. “Now give me a kiss.”

You whine in the back of your throat and drop your mouth down on his. Unlike most people believe, you’re just as weak to Sunghoon as he is to you. You’re just a little better at controlling it.

Sunghoon moans in pleasure, licking into your mouth to run his tongue against yours teasingly. He tugs you closer, and the kisses become more sloppy. He laughs softly when your fingers drop from his hair to cup the back of his head, pulling him forward until there’s no space between you.

Even after you pull away for a short breath, Sunghoon just tugs you back in for another messy kiss, his hot tongue licking into you once again.

“You have no idea how bad I missed you, baby,” Sunghoon whines as you keep rolling your hips into him. “You gave me the best sex of my life and then pretended like I didn’t exist after it.”

“I’m sorry, baby,” you say, pussy fluttering when his cock grinds against the spongy spot inside you. “I didn’t do it on purpose. You’ll forgive me, right?”

“You know I will,” Sunghoon coos up at you, letting one of his hands drop down to tease your swollen clit. “But to make it up to me, you’re gonna let this sweet pussy milk a nice thick load outta me, right?”

“Fuck yeah. I’m gonna milk your cock so good, baby,” you slur, arching your back so your tits brush against his mouth.

He grunts and bites at your soft tits. “That’s it, squeeze my cock.”

You whine, body jerking as he pinches and rubs your pudgy clit. Sunghoon sucks each of your nipples between his teeth before running his tongue across them. The coil in your stomach is winding tighter and tighter as Sunghoon teases your nipples and clit at the same time.

“Oh!” You gasp. “I’m gonna cum, Hoonie—!”

A loud cry spills from your mouth as you clamp down on Sunghoon’s dick, pussy walls fluttering and milking his throbbing cock as he fucks you through your orgasm.

“So fucking hot,” Sunghoon groans as he fucks his cock up into your squelching pussy. “Fuck. Gonna make me cum, baby. Ready to get your cute little pussy creamed?”

“Yes, yes, please,” you moan, digging your nails into his shoulders, making him curse under his breath and bury his cock deep into your sopping wet hole.

You feel rope after rope of hot, sticky cum spurt inside your cunt. It doesn’t stop. You’re stuffed so full that it leaks out around his throbbing cock.

“So pretty,” he places open mouthed kisses across your clavicle up to your neck, letting his tongue tease across your skin. “My pretty girl.”

You sigh, feeling blissful and completely satisfied. He tugs your head down to kiss you softly at the corner of your mouth. You two kiss for a while until you have another urge.

“I want more.”

Sunghoon gives you a filthy grin and slips out of you to lay you on your back. He kneels in front of you and rips off your panties in one fluid movement. You mewl when he slides his aching cock between your messy pussy lips. His cock rubs against your slick folds and across your clit deliciously. With a whimper, you spread your legs to entice him.

“Please, Hoonie.”

His leaking cockhead presses against your hole but doesn’t sink in any further. He grips his cock and rocks the tip in and out of your cunt. Sunghoon slaps the fat head of his dick down onto your wet pussy. “I’m gonna stretch this little pussy out until you’re shaped like my cock.”

With a filthy moan, your eyes flicker over to Jihyun. She’s still passed out, completely oblivious to all the filthy things her boyfriend is doing to you on her bed.

Sunghoon clicks his tongue. “This pretty pussy wants my cock, huh? Look at how wet it is.”

“Just fuck me, Hoon,” you whine. “Please.”

Your eyes roll to the back of your head when Sunghoon finally sinks his thick cock into your hot cunt inch by inch. He buries himself to the hilt with a deep grunt.

Your pussy flutters and pulses around his cock as your juices coat his length. “Fuck, it’s so big.”

“Yeah, it is,” he laughs before kissing your temple. “And your cute pussy is a perfect fit. So tight and wet.”

You scream in pleasure when Sunghoon starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. Eyes rolling back in your head and toes curling in pleasure, you rock your hips against his thrusts. His pelvis grinds against your clit every time he bottoms out in your cunt, making your pussy grip his cock like a vice.

Just knowing his girlfriend right next to you as Sunghoon pounds into your needy pussy makes everything feel so much better.

Sunghoon drops all his weight on you, pinning your body to the bed and grinding the fat tip of his cock into your cervix. Tongue feeling heavy and useless, you babble out his name. That’s his cue to pump his cock in and out of your greedy pussy so fast that it sounds obscene. Loud, wet squelches and the slap of skin are barely heard over your own cries and screams as Sunghoon fucks you stupid.

“I’m gonna cum inside you,” he whispers with a grin. “Gonna fill up this slutty pussy.”

“Yes!” You cry out. “Do it, baby. Cream this tight little pussy!”

Sunghoon swivels his hips, the fat tip of his cock rubbing against your g-spot hard enough to make you squeal. “Just look at you. Fucking gagging to have me stuff you full. Fuck. You love my cock rawing this sweet little pussy.”

You tangle your hands in his hair and bring him closer for a dirty, tongue-filled kiss. Your pussy grips his dick tightly as you whine impatiently. “Want you to cum in me.”

“Fuck, baby. What if Jihyun wakes up and hears you?” Sunghoon laughs in your ear, dick harshly rutting in and out of your squelching cunt. “This cute pussy’s so loud. You’re gonna get us caught.”

“Don’t care,” you whine, nails digging into his bare shoulders. He hisses in pleasure, thrusting harder into your clenching heat. “She knows you belong to me.”

Sunghoon’s cock throbs in delight. “That’s right. And you belong to me. That’s why this tight pussy can’t stop creaming my cock,” He coos in your ear.

Eyes fluttering closed, you moan loudly, legs wrapping around his waist to lock behind his back. Sunghoon groans as his hips roll against yours, cock plunging deeper into your dripping hole. “Gonna blow my load in your greedy cunt until you can’t handle it.”

Pulling out suddenly, he grips your hips to manhandle you over onto your front. He yanks your ass back, pressing his palm on your shoulders to push your head onto the pillow. His cock bullies back into your sopping wet pussy. Filthy plap plap plap sounds fill the bedroom along with your cries of pleasure.

You moan into the pillow, drool soaking the material as Sunghoon rails you into the bed his girlfriend sleeps on every night. Eventually he slows his pace, dragging his dick halfway out before sinking back in. “Whose cock is better, mine or Heeseung’s?”

“Huh?” Your brain is mush at this point, your thoughts concentrating on cumming all over his cock while he creampies you.

“I said, ‘Which cock is better?’” Sunghoon punctuates his question with thrusts deep enough that his tip bumps your cervix, making you moan weakly. “‘Mine or Heeseung’s?’”

You stumble over your words, not able to think until he reaches under your body to play with your clit.

“Better question,” he purrs into your ear. “Which cock do you love more?”

“Yours, Hoonie,” you cry out when he fucks his cock deeper into your cunt. “Love your cock. It’s the only one that makes me cum.”

Sunghion smirks as he pounds his cock into your drippy hole. “And? What else?”

“A-and it’s the only cock I want to creampie my pussy,” you mewl, thrusting back against him. “Please, Hoon. I want you to cum in me. Cum in my little pussy.”

“Goddamn,” he groans, fucking you so hard and fast the bed shakes. He slips his hand around your hip and begins rubbing your slippery clit in quick circles. “Good fucking girl. So fucking good—fuck! Cum for me. Need to feel this slutty pussy creaming my cock so I can fill you up. Cum for me, so I can give you what you want.”

He slaps your clit with the flat of his fingers, and it pushes you over the edge, climax overtaking your body. You squirt with a loud cry of his name. Slick gushes from your hole and completely coats his pelvis until it’s running down your thighs and ruining Jihyun’s sheets

“Fucking shit. That’s it, baby. Show me how much this pussy likes my cock,” Sunghoon moans.

You tremble and cry out, burying your face in the pillow to muffle the noise. Fireworks explode behind your eyes while your pussy milks his cock over and over, dripping slick all over the two of you.

“That’s it, fuck, gonna cum inside you nice and deep like I promised,” Sunghoon curses under his breath and thrusts against you a few more times before sinking his cock inside you to the hilt.

Hot, thick spurts of cum fill your fluttering walls until it spills out around his cock. Rutting against your ass, he grinds his cock in your pulsing cunt. After a few minutes, he takes in a deep breath and pulls out with a low groan. You lay there, panting heavily into the pillow, body completely spent.

He smacks the head of his cock against your sensitive and puffy cunt, “Since this naughty little pussy is just pushing out all my cum, guess I’ll have to stuff it again.”

You wiggle your ass in agreement.

Jihyun wakes up with a terrible headache. She recognizes her room, and she has faint memories of a conversation with you before it all goes black. When she slowly sits up, a nasty, familiar scent hits her. She looks around, eyes zeroing in on the filth left on the opposite side of her bed. She feels sick, and before she can process anything, her phone buzzes.

Several messages are waiting for her, but the one that sticks out is the one of a video her friend sent to her. It’s a short, five second clip of Sunghoon carrying her into her room with you following behind.

It doesn’t take long for Jihyun to put two and two together. She leans over and retches, emptying the contents of her stomach on the floor beside her bed. Tears and pathetic sobs follow, and she can’t help but think that she should’ve believed Sunghoon when he said he was never going to let you go.

#sam best fic archive #sam best smut

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neogotmysam · 5 days ago

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twisted and crazy and sickkk

I LOVE IT SO MUCH 😭😭

theres this whole side of tumblr fics especially of riize which is full of this gore, horror, creepy, sick, scary, twisted, noncon, rough, horrifying, pervy, crazy, disgusting, sick shit…..and i love it sooo much….i wish i could find more fics like that, like pls someone gimme recommendations yalll

milk and rot.

cw: dystopian era!sungchan, silent hill au!sungchan, noncon, sexual violence, gore imagery, zombie sexual themes, objectification, non-human interaction, obsessive behavior, horror elements, violence.

sungchan would fuck anything at this point. anything. he’s made things before... rough, ugly things out of scraps and cloth. cut and tied together just to make a hole he could push into. it’s pathetic, but it’s all he’s had for months... the friction, the heat if he warms it by the fire… it’s never enough, but it keeps him from losing his mind...

but then came the undead.

he’s seen them before... plenty of them. but there’s one kind that gets under his skin in a way nothing else does. the nurses... the ones he keeps running into on scavenging hunts. every time, it’s the same. those comically huge tits spilling out of their shredded uniforms, jolting with every twitch of their broken bodies. they don’t even look real... swollen, too full, skin pale and stretched with faint blue veins...

he knows he shouldn't be prioritizing that when his life is literally on the line, but god... months of deprivation, no human contact, no warmth... he's just a man.

the thought starts as a joke in his head, something to keep him awake on long night watches. but then he sees them again... silhouettes jerking in the flickering light of the abandoned hospital, hips swaying like a mockery of seduction. their uniforms hang in bits, barely containing the swell of their chests, the fabric so tight clinging on their curves, it looks ready to rip.

he should run. every time he spots one, he should just turn around and go. but he doesn't... he hides in the shadows and watches. counts the bounce of their tits with every step. wondering what their cold skin would feel like under his palms...

weeks pass. food runs, ammo hunts, nights of barely sleeping. but the image doesn't leave him. the idea doesn't leave him. eventually it stops being what if i touched one and becomes what if i took one with me...

so when the chance comes, he takes it. a lone nurse in a side corridor, twitching slowly, almost like she's waiting for him... his trap is quick. chain around her arms, a brutal kick to her legs to make her drop. she fights in short bursts, jerky and clumsy, but she's strong, strong enough that the chains pull tight as he drags her away. he doesn't stop until she's chained in the far corner of his safehouse...

sungchan tells himself it's just for study. to understand them better. survival...

but the first time he gets close enough to touch her, it's not her hands or face he notices... it's the deep tear in her uniform, the pale curve of her breast spilling out beneath it.

he tries to be clinical at first. notes how she reacts when he touches her shoulder, the way her head tilts sharply when he brushes her arm. but his eyes keep drifting lower. his fingers linger too long...

one night, he can't help himself.

he pulls her forward by the chain, until her body is pressed to his. the torn fabric slips down, and her tits spill out fully... heavy, lewd, perfect in a way no human's should be. he stares like a starving man...

just to see, he tells himself... just to see how she reacts...

his palm cups one breast, so weighty and cold in his hand. her body twitches violently, it makes him groan. his thumb drags across her nipple... harder and colder than he expected... she shudders again. and that's all it takes for him to break...

his belt is undone before he even realizes, the cold air hitting his cock as he drags it free, already aching and flushed. he presses the head against her stomach, smearing precum over her skin. she tilts her head sharply in a very inhuman way, and it just makes him harder...

his hand slides between her thighs, feeling that strange and cold wetness. he pushes into her slowly, the tight cold making him gasp, hands gripping her hips while his eyes stay locked on her chest. every thrust makes them bounce. his mouth latches onto one, sucking hard, almost expecting something to spill into his mouth… and just thinking about it makes his hips move faster. her twitching grips him tighter, like she's milking him without knowing.

he fucks her harder, hips snapping forward in a brutal pace, months of pent up need spilling out all at once. every groan turns into a snarl, every thrust harder than the last until the chain is rattling and her body is jolting with each slam...

he's close embarrassingly fast, when he cums inside her, it's with his face still buried against that cold full flesh, groaning like he's drinking from something he'll never get enough of... she doesn't react the way a human would. no sigh, no moan.. just lies there, twitching softly, like she's waiting for him to start again...

and sungchan knows he will...

#i need sungchan to kidnap me as well #there i said it #need him to use me 💔#need him to kidnap me and abuse me 😔💔

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neogotmysam · 6 days ago

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i love her mind and her writing sm my god

SOPHIEEE out of ALL of the fics u have EVER written, which fic is ur personal favourite? as in imagine if every single fic was deleted and u could only save one. (or two)

Secondly, which fic has your absolute favourite smut? im asking cuz every single smut i have ever written from u is such golddd its soo good, so which one acc to u is ur best work? most special and close to ur heart? and also which one is the filthiesttt? like if u could LIVE and experience onee of ur smut/fics which would u choose?

oh, i love this kind of question—like the ultimate “choose your own adventure, but for horny writers” scenario. so, if the entire archive of everything i’ve written had to burn to the ground except for one or two stories, which would i rescue? and out of everything—across nearly two years of writing, countless headcanons and accidental filth, which smut scene would i want to climb inside and actually live in? buckle up, because i’m about to break this down in a way only a true, deeply invested, smut-obsessed fic writer can.

first off, let’s be real: so many of my smut scenes are not just theoretical. i’ve lived through a lot of those moments with my boyfriend (sometimes almost line for line, wildest kinks, i use it as inspiration, that’s why my smut is always so vivid). so if anything feels extra vivid or specific, you can blame my real-life receipts—i always say, write what you know, and apparently what i know is how to make sex scenes both filthy and painfully real. that’s probably why the best moments feel like a replay of my own memories: kitchen counters, rainy mornings, ruined sheets, a little bit of mess and a lot of laughter. half the time i’m just transcribing my own life and pretending it’s all fiction, so honestly, if you’ve ever read a scene and thought “no way, this actually happens?” the answer is usually… yes, it has (sometimes more than once) 😏.

if i could only save one fic forever…

i’d save back to you, no hesitation. and honestly, i’d cheat and take heart to heart along too if the universe let me squeeze in two. back to you is the magnum opus, seven hundred thousand words of chaos, heartbreak, jealousy, family, and erotic obsession. it’s the fic that has every flavor of love and sex, from devastatingly tender to violently needy; it’s the one i wrote every kind of scenario i ever fantasized about, college AU, opposites attract, best friend’s brother, basketball au, toxic parents, kinky ass sex, hot badass !mc who sings, no labels, secret relationship, amazing friendships, girl bonds, wedding centric chapters, secrets and betrayals, galas, spanning different time zones (ie seoul, new york) revenge, accidental pregnancy, found family, and that slow-burn post-marriage ache. the character arcs are messy, nobody is innocent, and the sex is never just “insert tab a into slot b”—it’s always layered with resentment, love, guilt, or pure animalistic drive. every trope i love is hiding in that series somewhere.

heart to heart would be my second rescue, because there’s just something sacred about writing found family and healing after trauma, and because the domestic kink in that fic is unparalleled (jaemin as a dad, all that “mama/daddy” sex, the way parenthood makes sex more urgent and filthy, not less). there’s nothing else i’ve written that manages to feel so alive, so true, so heartbreakingly real from start to finish. i’ve never built a world where the stakes were so intimate, where every beat of the story is as much about surviving as it is about loving, and where the idea of “home” is something these characters have to fight for tooth and nail. writing h2h changed me, because it’s the fic where i let myself fall in love with every character—minjoon, haeun, y/n, even jaemin at his most difficult—and let them be raw, broken, and still worth saving. the domestic kink in h2h is next level: jaemin as a dad, that “mama/daddy” dynamic, the endless ways parenthood bleeds into sex and makes everything hotter, messier, more desperate. there’s a kind of primal urgency in their sex life that doesn’t fade, but grows stronger with every crisis, every sleepy morning, every night they have to steal time for each other—because loving each other is what keeps them alive. h2h is a story about survival, about building a family out of chaos, about redefining love when the world keeps breaking your heart. i’ve layered so much of myself into it: the ache of trauma, the gentleness of healing, the warmth and exhaustion of parenting, the filthy, grateful way sex can become a lifeline after loss. every scene is so character-centric; every quiet, stolen moment feels like a prayer for a future that isn’t promised. it’s all about found family and second chances, about refusing to let the worst things that have happened define you. there’s a unique joy in writing a fic where the main romance is so tangled up with parenthood and responsibility, where every act of love—sexual or otherwise—is about choosing each other again and again, even on the hardest days. heart to heart is the one fic i’d never want to lose, because it’s the story where i learned what it means to write love that endures, heals, and still manages to be utterly, filthily alive.

the best smut i’ve ever written (my personal favorite / most special / would-live-in)?

if i’m going with sheer, unfiltered pleasure, i’ll be honest: the single hottest, most memorable smut i’ve written is probably the ass/coke eating scene in back to you. and part of what makes it so damn iconic is that it’s ripped straight from real life. i lived that scene irl, how needy and good it feels😩, the wildness, the way your body goes boneless and your mind blanks out when someone’s got you pinned open, tongue and mouth and fingers everywhere, desperate for you in a way that’s almost animal. being pinned open, mouth and tongue and fingers everywhere, the blur of pleasure and humiliation and how it turns into something even bigger. there’s a risk in it, a twisted thrill, the kind that leaves you shaking even after it’s over, and when i reread that scene, it’s honestly as hot on the page as it was in real time. it was hot as hell to write because it was hot as hell to live—i could feel every second of it again, the risk, the humiliation, the way pleasure and power coil up together and snap, the sound of my own moans echoing in my head long after i typed the last word. that scene isn’t just smut, it’s a blueprint for the kind of sex that feels like coming home and losing your mind all at once. and honestly, every single sex scene between y/n and jeno is burned into my brain as iconic, how she rides him like she’s going to break his cock in half, bouncing so hard the bed frame bangs the wall, his hands everywhere, bruises blooming on her thighs, spit trailing down her chin, him choking on his own need. there are locker room quickies, him bent over a sink while she’s on her knees, dom/sub play where jeno gets off on being ordered around, but always comes undone in her hands, clinging like a lifeline. there are times she pushes him to the edge—public, risky, rough, until he’s whimpering for her to let him come, and she always, always makes him wait, makes him beg. from threesomes to roleplay, choking, spanking, begging, spanking again, bouncing on him until she’s dizzy, it’s all there—real, boundary-pushing, shamelessly filthy, the kind of sex you don’t just read, you feel in your bones. writing it was catharsis; living parts of it was pure fucking hope.

let’s get real and filthy, because there’s no point pretending back to you isn’t the single most boundary-pushing, raw, and uninhibited fic i’ve ever written (and the one i’d save if the rest of the archive burned). it’s a universe built on sexual tension that explodes in every direction: we’re talking ass-eating with lines snorted off bare skin, standing sex in locker rooms so frantic you barely get the door closed, filthy fucks sprawled across hardwood floors and lecture hall seats, hands tangled in hair, knees bruised on tile. y/n doms jeno for most of the fic—there’s no power imbalance, just a wild, delicious reversal: her riding him in the backseat after a party, choking him out on her bedroom floor, hands around his throat, spit dripping down his chin. it’s always fast, urgent, a little mean, with enough slapping, spitting, and rough talk to leave you reeling. there’s a scene with a desk, a scene under the bleachers, a shower quickie so desperate he bites her shoulder to keep from screaming, and a legendary roleplay that has both of them blushing and begging. there’s no safe word needed—jeno trusts her that much, lets her break him and build him up all at once, and the sex is so all-consuming it becomes the secret language of their love: every scar kissed, every bruise a promise. and it’s not just the two of them—the threesome scene? legendary. bodies tangled, mouths everywhere, lines blurred between pleasure and possessiveness, always a competition, always love underneath. sex in back to you isn’t about just the act—it’s a way for jeno and y/n to rewrite their wounds, reclaim power, and find a home in each other’s arms, no matter where they are (and believe me, they do it everywhere). it’s mature, explicit, and honestly the hottest thing i’ve ever written, no sugarcoating—because i wanted every scene to feel like a dare, a confession, a celebration of bodies that fit together in every possible way.

the threesome with karina and jeno was a turning point—life-changing in every sense, not just for the sex but for what it revealed. you were bouncing in jeno’s lap, scissoring tight with karina, her mouth locked to yours, so dominant you left her shaking. jeno watched, moaning, greedy, desperate, but you didn’t let either of them touch—karina’s hands nowhere near his cock, jeno’s only allowed to watch, ruined, as you made it clear with every gasp and grind that you were his and he was yours. it hit you, even as you kissed karina breathless, how much more possessive you’d become; before, you never cared who touched or fucked jeno in those moments, but now it burned, that need to keep him all for yourself—ownership and love tangled in every filthy thrust.

close second: the post-fight sex in “in your eyes” their first time together was anything but tentative. there was no hesitation, no shy, lingering touches—just a wild, magnetic certainty that neither could resist. it happened fast, almost reckless: a look exchanged across the room, a half-smirk, a command barely whispered—“don’t hold back, be rough with me”—and he obeyed without question. he shoved her up against the door, hands sliding beneath her clothes, tearing at her waistband, their mouths crashing together in a clash of teeth and breath. the first position had her bent over the bed, his grip fierce on her hips as he thrust into her, deep and unrelenting, his knuckles whitening at the force. before she could catch her breath, he dragged her onto his lap, her thighs straddling him, bouncing up and down as his hands splayed over her ass, guiding her, her head tossed back as she rode him hard, refusing to break eye contact. he flipped her onto her back, folded her legs up tight against her chest, drove into her until the frame rattled and she was gasping for air, his name coming out raw and desperate. then he knelt behind her, pushing her to all fours, his palm sliding up her spine, yanking her hair so her back arched deeper, fucking her until she trembled. and finally, she sank to her knees in front of him, eyes wide, lips parted, tongue out—he fed her his cock, rough and impatient, hips snapping forward as she choked and drooled, tears pricking her lashes, loving every second of it. there was no apology, no gentleness, just pure, urgent release��two bodies giving in to every filthy impulse, the room echoing with skin and breath and need, both of them left wrecked, messy, and wanting more.

special mention: heart to heart’s courthouse sex scene—the most dangerous, risky, “we could lose everything if we get caught” type of sex. jaemin fucking you in the empty courthouse bathroom after winning custody, with your skirt bunched at your waist, his tie in your teeth, the door half-unlocked. it’s full of trembling relief, the adrenaline of knowing you almost lost your family. he’s shaking, you’re crying, it’s so emotionally dense it barely feels like smut—it’s a victory cry with your whole body. i wrote that scene when i was feeling every single emotion, and rereading it now still makes me ache.

the mama/daddy kink is honestly its own world in heart to heart, and it’s deeply tied to who they are as a couple. for y/n and jaemin, those words are a shortcut straight to the center of their bond: he calls her mama in bed with a neediness that’s feral, reverent, and sometimes a little unhinged, because he’s obsessed with how much she’s claimed that identity—how she saved his kids, how she made their home real. y/n, in turn, loves the way “dada” can break him open, especially when she’s on top, whispering filth in his ear, making him feel chosen all over again. it’s not just performative for them—it’s the way sex and parenting have bled together, how being called mama by the man who sees her at her strongest and weakest makes y/n feel powerful, loved, and irreplaceable. jaemin gets off on the domesticity just as much as the dominance: he’ll mutter “mama, mama, please” while she rides him, the kids asleep in the next room, or grip her hips so tight she’s sure to bruise. there are nights where they whisper it just to remind themselves that this—this—is what they built together. it’s filthy, it’s soft, it’s an anchor. the kink isn’t about playing pretend; it’s about owning everything they are, in and out of bed, and it never stops being hot.

if i could live inside one fic or smut scene?

no question: back to you’s honeymoon month. the “fuck everywhere” arc—hotel balconies, against the window, in the shower, in a bath full of rose petals, on the kitchen floor, lazy morning sex, sleepy midnight sex, the kind where you’re so sore you beg him for a break but he can’t keep his hands off you. jeno’s mouth everywhere, your body worshipped like a religion. you’re completely loved, adored, used, and ruined over and over again. that’s my ultimate fantasy—love and filth, devotion and destruction, all tangled up. i never got to explore it fully in the fic, but when jeno and y/n finally got back together for good, everything moved fast: he proposed immediately, she told him she was pregnant, and then came the true honeymoon arc. that post-wedding, post-reunion bliss? i picture it as one endless, messy month of “we waited so long, now we’re never letting go”—a fuck everywhere arc that’s just pure, unrestrained joy. hotel balconies at sunset, legs wrapped around his waist, his hand fisted in your hair. pressed against rain-slicked windows with the whole city below, the both of you fogging up the glass. in showers that last an hour, in a tub full of rose petals where he makes you laugh and then moan, on the kitchen floor with flour dusting your knees, against the fridge at midnight, over and over because you can’t get enough. lazy morning sex when you’re half-asleep, him sliding into you so softly you think it’s a dream, and then again in the middle of the night, rough and sleepy, when he wakes up desperate and can’t stop touching you. the kind of marathon where you’re so sore you beg him to let you rest, but he just keeps going, hungry, worshipful, letting his mouth travel every inch of you—mine, mine, mine. you’re adored and cherished, but also ruined and used, your body loved like a religion, his every touch equal parts devotion and destruction. for me, that’s the fantasy: filthy and sweet, worship and possession, the world stripped down to the two of you and a secret you’re building together—your baby. the bliss of being “mama” to his child, belly swelling, letting him have you every way he wants, every day.

and honestly, if i could live inside a smut fic, i’d still pick college-era jeno and y/n, hands down. the sex they have is just next-level: ass eating (including all the power, all the coke, all the worship), her domming him, wild locker room fucks, quickies under desks, spitting, choking, hands in each other’s hair, rough standing sex, messy floors, public bathrooms, barely making it through parties because he’s so desperate for her. threesomes that blur the lines between possessiveness and play, scenes where she rides him until he’s trembling, scenes where he pins her down and just takes, roleplay, voice kink, the works—sex as a way to heal, to fight, to belong, to lose control. and i’ll be honest: i’ve already experienced all of this of this in real life, in almost the exact ways i wrote it. it’s just my day-to-day, which is why those scenes feel so alive and true on the page. but now that i’m engaged and living my own kind of honeymoon bliss, the sex i’m having is softer, sweeter, still filthy but tinged with that “you’re my forever” energy—it’s all worship and making love and feeling safe, which is honestly a dream i never thought i’d get to live. it’s not like we never never used to have softer sex cos we did and we have, it’s just 70/30 rough/soft. but considering how much we actually fuck, it’s still a lot of time made making actual love, for me, both those worlds are real: the wildness of college and the warmth of being someone’s chosen, loved, and kept, i’m living my fantasy, on every page and in every bed.🫶

why these?

because every single one is loaded with context—it’s never just sex, it’s sex after heartbreak, after a fight, after years of wanting, after surviving something together, after being parents all day, after nearly losing each other. it’s sex as confession, as apology, as a way to say “i’m still here, i still want you, i’ll never get enough of you.” and every time, it’s as much about the mess, the sweat, the desperation as it is about trust and safety. all the best smut comes from that tension—when it feels like a need, not just a want. when there’s a story underneath every kiss, every dirty word, every orgasm.

so, if the apocalypse hits tumblr and i can only save one fic? “back to you.” best smut? “back to you” ass eating scene, “heart to heart” courthouse, “in your eyes” first time, filthiest? “back to you.” if i could live in one? honeymoon arc, no contest.

#thankyou for taking my ask hehe ;)#THE FILTHY SEX MY GOD #the way they r insipired from real life??? BRO #lucky you cuz in my mind shit like this only happens in fics

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