pshaven

[pshaven]

LITTLE BIT OF AFFECTION 박성훈 ᥫ᭡

pairing sunghoon x fem!reader

synopsis as your manager, sunghoon has to ensure all your needs are met and that you’re performing at your absolute best. but when your ex turns out to be the director of your newest project, you’re not doing your best. it’s his job to guarantee that this never happens again. (ib the manhwa, muse on fame!)

cw smut (mdni), coworkers(??) to lovers, vulnerability, beomgyu hits on reader, heeseung as reader’s ex, jealous!sunghoon, service top!sunghoon, BIG DICK SUNGHOON, sunghoon tells reader to boss him around (spoiler, she doesn’t), no protection (pls don’t do this), creampie, dirty talk, reassurance, cunnilingus, pnv, sunghoon pussy drunk, feelings are not being discussed, (small) aftercare, lmk if there’s anything i missed!!

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Sunghoon has one job– making sure that you are doing your job.

At your beck and call, he’s always there for you since you started to blow up in the acting industry. He was assigned to you by your agency, and you don’t have any complaints about him. You’ve heard stories of actors and actresses wanting to constantly change their managers and assistants, but Sunghoon has yet to give you a reason to doubt his skills.

He ensures that you’re on time for everything, which is step one of getting in the good books of movie producers and directors. You’ve only grown more with him by your side, and you feel like if he isn’t there for you, you would’ve gone into bollywood.

And you definitely would not be here, right now, on the red carpet with him standing securely behind you as paparazzi take photos of you. Your eyes squint slightly at the bright flashes, never really getting used to the swarm of camera clicks being shoved in your face even after years of experience.

Sunghoon notices your discomfort, and he speeds up his walk to catch up to your side as he brings his arm in front of your face to shield you from the paparazzi. “That’s enough. Thank you guys for your time,” He says, ever so stoic and cold as he bows stiffly before linking your arm with his, leading you inside the awards venue.

Staying with Sunghoon for so long has its perks. He easily picks up your facial or body expressions, knowing when you’re uncomfortable or satisfied with something. You don’t have to voice a single thing with him, if you really didn’t want to. He already knows everything. He knows what you need, what you want.

You like to think that people are jealous of you. Not because of your skills, your talent, or popularity in the acting industry, but of your Sunghoon. You think you got extremely lucky with him. He’s just your manager, but he’s much more than that.

He likes to cook for you, especially after that one night where you randomly said you enjoyed home cooked meals rather than eating out. He drives you everywhere and would drop whatever he’s doing in a millisecond just to take you to the mall. That being said, he’s also your stylist almost. He has shockingly good taste, knows what material or color you like or dislike. You always go with his picks rather than your actual stylist.

So of course, tonight, you’re wearing what he picked out for you. Which undoubtedly, leads to many other actors and actresses staring and it only makes you more confident about yourself, and the man by your side.

You’re aware of the ongoing rumors, albeit not aired to the public, so it’s only being spread to other actors in the industry. The rumors of you and your manager dating. How absurd, how unprofessional! Sunghoon is here for you and your work, only. It’s his job to make sure his actress is doing well and getting everything she wants, no?

This is why you think people are jealous of your Sunghoon. You like to pretend like you’re parading your beloved manager around other actors and actresses since he’s just so amazing– the manager that everyone can only wish for, and you have him in the palm of your hand.

“Ahem… excuse me?”

You turn your head around, looking past Sunghoon’s broad figure. Beomgyu stands there, shifting his weight from foot to foot nervously as he plays with the rings that adorn his fingers. You silently gasp– Beomgyu is incredibly well known, way more than you are (in your humble opinion).

“Yes? Hello,” You smile politely as Sunghoon steps to the side a bit, looking anywhere but at you and Beomgyu conversing. Not that it makes any difference, he’s going to be listening closely anyway. He doesn’t need to look at your body language to know when you want to get away.

“Sorry to bother. Just wanted to introduce myself, I loved you in ‘I Found You’. I’m Beomgyu,” he introduces himself, extending his hand out to you.

Your smile widens at the compliment as you shake hands with him, “Thanks so much! It was my first romance movie, so it was a bit difficult but I’m glad you enjoyed watching it. I love all your works as well… you didn’t even need to introduce yourself to me.” You laugh a little.

Beomgyu chuckles as well. “Ah, well just in case. Don’t wanna seem like an asshole if I don’t. Plus my movies aren’t really to everyone's taste, I stick to a very specific genre…” he trails off as he begins to ponder in thought, “...but I would be willing to try out a romance movie with you.”

You’re caught off guard, your eyes widening subtly and you’re unsure on how to reply. No doubt he’s attractive, but you’re still in your early years and still rising in the charts. Going on dates is forbidden in your contract for now.

But you have your trusty manager, Sunghoon, who clears his throat before leaning down to whisper in your ear. “Let’s go?” He whispers so closely, you can feel his lips barely touching the shell of your ear. A shiver runs down your spine before you nod softly, taking his arm that he offers to you.

“It was nice to meet you. We have to be going to our seats now,” Sunghoon speaks for you so that you don’t have to directly answer Beomgyu's innuendo. He leads you down the aisle of seats, leaving Beomgyu alone at the top.

“Good morning, Y/n,” Sunghoon greets you as you come out of your bedroom, hair still a mess and eyes barely adjusting to the bright sun. “You have a new project.” He points to the folder on your kitchen island, and you groggily make your way to pick it up.

You flip through it, barely paying attention to much other than the title since all the script words looked jumbled up. You place it back down on the countertop as you sit down across from where Sunghoon stands.

“Interested?” He asks you, placing a plate in front of you that has a (too) healthy looking avocado toast and two strips of bacon. You frown at the plate, but you don’t complain as you take the fork to take a bite of the bacon. Sunghoon chuckles at this before turning around and placing another plate next to your sad avocado toast. You happily grin at the new plate of waffles and strawberries, thanking him profusely.

You take a bite of the waffle before answering him. “Sure, I guess,” You shrug your shoulders, too busy with your delicious breakfast to even take note of the plot, directors, producers, the, you know, important stuff.

“Alright, then eat up. I will be back later, I need to take care of some things. Call me if you need anything, alright?” He grabs his coat and keys, but slows down when he sees you look up at him from your meal.

“Where are you going?”

“To the office. I got called in earlier, but wanted to stop by to make you breakfast before I went,” He informs you with a shrug before giving you a (tiny) reassuring smile, wishing you a goodbye. “I’ll be back before you know it.”

A few weeks have passed, which means that it’s time for you to start production of your new project. You’ve read the script and everything, and it was… very interesting. You’re not the main lead or anything, but you play the second leading role. You’ve never been a fan of love triangles or anything of that sort, but after a good read-through and analysis, the writer seems to make this one more interesting.

So you’re intrigued, flipping through the script once more as Sunghoon drives you to the filming location. He looks over at you for a second, “Already memorized some lines, huh?” He’s half joking– you’ve got some weird knack for memorizing lines and improvising, and it’s one of the reasons why you’re such a sought out actress nowadays. Improvisation makes it more natural and interesting, and you get consumed into your roles very easily which makes it easy for you to improvise on the spot.

You huff out a laugh, closing the folder and setting it aside. “Only like, five.”

Sunghoon pulls up to the filming location– a pretty, wide and open lake. You walk up to the set, Sunghoon following closely behind but you suddenly stop in your tracks. He nearly collides into you if it weren’t for his eyes catching your sudden halt.

“Is everything alright?” He asks, concerns beginning to raise as he follows where your eyes are trained on. He has a bit of trouble trying to follow what you’re looking at, but your eyes begin to squint and your nose also scrunch up slightly. Your signs of discomfort.

He places a comforting hand on the small of your back, and most of the time it does the trick.

But this time, it didn't.

“Y/n? Look at me,” Sunghoon says, voice still even and stern but he’s worried as overthinking thoughts begin to flood into his brain.

Your brows furrow and the corner of your lips curve into a slight frown. You’re still not paying attention to Sunghoon, and he’s not having any of it. He needs to know why you’re like this, and he won’t just wait for you.

He grabs your chin, turning your head away from whatever you were looking at. “You okay?” He asks softly now, after seeing your eyes glossy, like you’re about to cry. Never in his years of being your manager has he seen you like this. You look vulnerable, with your wide and wet eyes looking up at him with your brows knitted together.

He wants to eat you up.

“Director…” You mumble out as your jaw clenches. Now he understands– you’re not sad. You’re angry. And for some reason, you’re angry at the director.

He turns his attention to the director that’s grabbing a cup of coffee from (presumably) his secretary’s hand. For the first time, Sunghoon doesn’t understand. He doesn’t know why you’re so upset and angry at the director. As your manager, he always does background checks on whoever you’re working with. He always makes sure you’re working with well-respected actors, producers, and directors. Did he miss something? Impossible.

One look at you makes him want to take you back home.

But as your manager, it’s his job to ensure that you do yours. And in this case, it is to act.

His eyes harden as he squeezes your shoulder softly. “What’s wrong with the director?”

He’s your manager. You need to tell him the truth if you want him to help you.

“My ex.”

It’s like Sunghoon just got slapped across the face. Of course! He feels like a fucking idiot. It’s his job to know your relationships, even before you got into acting. He needs to know for situations like this, but it’s too late now. You’ve already signed a contract to act in this movie, and there’s no backing out.

He breathes out a hefty sigh. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know,” Sunghoon apologizes, but you shake your head before looking back up at him. And like that, your eyes are dry and your face is stoic. This is what he likes about you. You’re professional– you won’t let ex’s affect your acting, even if it’s just for a moment of weakness.

“It’s okay. You didn’t know,” You mumble. You take a deep breath before walking closer to the set, catching the attention of staff, and the director.

“Y/n?” Heeseung gets up from his director’s seat, going up to you with a perfect, pearly white smile. You feel sick inside as he engulfs you in a warm hug that you sometimes miss whenever you’re alone in your bed at night.

“Hi… Heeseung,” You greet, keeping the hug short and sweet as you pull away and step back, your backside meeting Sunghoon’s chest in solidarity.

“It’s really nice to see you again, after all these years,” He begins the small talk, and you bite your bottom lip to refrain from any peak of weakness showing through. “I’m glad our wish is coming true, now. You remember? You, starring in one of my movies, that I’ll direct.”

You feel Sunghoon stiffening up at Heeseung’s words.

That silly promise. That stupid, insignificant promise that you and Heeseung made when the two of you were still dating. When the two of you were still trying to find the path to become a part of the movie industry. What a waste of time.

Five years ago, you wouldn’t believe that you and Heeseung broke up. There was one point in time where it was just you and him, no one else. You had no one to depend on, he had no one to depend on. The two of you just found one another, and it was comfortable.

Unfortunately, you didn’t see a future with him. Therefore, a lot of crying and begging of please, take me back! Give me another chance! were being said that night.

Sunghoon clears his throat to capture the attention of the both of you. “I think Y/n needs to go get her hair and makeup done, now,” He speaks in his usual monotone voice, except this time there’s no ‘pleased to meet you’, or ‘nice talking to you’ this time.

He leads you away from Heeseung, into your trailer where the stylists begin to work on you.

“Does he make you uncomfortable?” Sunghoon asks as the hair stylist begins to work on your hair, your makeup already done. He knows he doesn’t really have to ask this question, but he wants your verbal answer this time.

“No.”

A white lie, both you and Sunghoon know it, but neither of you acknowledge your fib.

He nods, getting up from his seat on the spare chair beside you. “Do you want me to grab you anything? Coffee, snacks…? I think there’s a bakery nearby or something. I can see if they have your favorite, strawberry croissant?”

What your answer would usually be a yes please!, you shake your head as you purse your lips into a thin line.

“No. Please stay.”

And so he does. He stays with you throughout the entire shoot, not keeping his eye off you. Even during breaks and scene cuts, he’s by your side in a second before Heeseung can even get a word in with you. The day ends slower than you would wish for, but the producer yells that’s a wrap!, and you’re booking it into your designated trailer.

You pack up quickly with the help of Sunghoon before the two of you make your way into his car. But of course, you’re not exactly the luckiest person in the world today it seems like.

“Y/n! Hey, can I talk to you for a second?” Heeseung calls for you, lightly jogging up to catch up to you and Sunghoon.

Sunghoon gives you a look that asks if you want him to make a lame excuse that you have to go and can’t spare any time for Heeseung, but you give your manager a slight smile and a reassuring nod.

You can’t avoid Heeseung forever, especially since you know this project will take at least three months to finish. You should at least get the closure you didn’t get five years ago.

“Hi, Y/n. You’re hard to catch up with,” Heeseung chuckles lightly, rubbing the nape of his neck, a nervous habit of his that you know all too well.

You smile at him, returning a small laugh. “Ah, sorry. Just wanted to go home and take a nice shower, but what’s up?”

“I just wanted to say, um…” Heeseung struggles with his words, biting the inside of his cheek, “I hope we can work well together. Once again, I’m really happy that you're on this project with me. I requested you personally…”

Your smile drops, but you’re quick to pick it back up, but it’s a weak smile. “Thank you, Heeseung. It’s really nice to see you again, after all these years.” You’re quick to dismiss his heartful words.

“Y/n, I’ve, uhm– I really miss you.”

“Y/n. It’s getting late. Are you ready to go?” Once again, Sunghoon is your savior.

You turn your head to Sunghoon by your side, and you nod. “See you on Tuesday, Heeseung,” You bid him farewell, plainfully ignoring his words as you climb into the passenger seat of the car.

Sunghoon shuts the door behind you, turning his attention to Heeseung. He walks up to the latter, and Heeseung subconsciously takes a small step back.

“You shouldn’t say things like that. You’re both here on a project. A job. Keep it professional, for Y/n’s sake, yeah?” Sunghoon icily says, not waiting for Heeseung’s response before he leaves to get into the driver's seat of the car.

He pulls out of the parking lot quickly, and you turn your head to your manager. “What did you say to him? And don’t lie that you didn’t say anything. I saw your mouth moving!”

Sunghoon merely shrugs his shoulders, keeping an arm on the steering wheel and his other on the console. “I told him to keep things professional. I heard what he said.”

You frown, looking away from him and out the window.

“Your acting was not really up to its standard today, Y/n,” Sunghoon tells you informingly, and your frown deepens. You know. You were aware, but to hear him say it makes it hurt your ego even more.

“He’s affecting your acting, isn’t he?” He speaks again, taking your silence as an agreement to his previous statement.

You scoff quietly, but it doesn’t miss Sunghoon’s sharp ears. “You’re asking me, but you’re saying it like it’s a fact,” you mumble, shifting closer to the car door.

Sunghoon frowns at this, a sigh leaving his lips. He doesn’t say anything in return, and the rest of the car ride back to your home is silent.

He pulls up into your driveway, quickly getting out and opening the door to your side. You thank him quietly, hopping out and making your way to your front door. Sunghoon silently follows you inside, locking the door behind him like it’s routine (it is).

“Y/n.”

You stop in your tracks, your shoulders sagging in defeat but you still have a bit of pride within you, not wanting to turn around to meet eyes with your manager.

“It is my job to ensure that you do your job well. And I failed today.”

He says it so matter of factly, it almost makes you want to snort that he takes this manager position so seriously. Perhaps he doesn’t know how much he’s really done to help you in your acting career.

You spin on your heel, turning to look at him. He takes a few steps towards you, and you stay put in the middle of your hallway.

Sunghoon continues. “I failed, and I’m sorry. I will make sure that this doesn’t happen again.”

You raise an eyebrow curiously, tilting your head to the side, “Oh? And how exactly are you going to do that?”

“Taking your mind off that ex of yours.”

He brings you into a kiss, a soft and quick one to see your reaction.

Maybe it’s the loneliness of the past years since you signed into your contract with the agency, or the vulnerability after seeing Heeseung for the first time in five years, but you feel desperate to feel Sunghoon’s lips on yours again.

So you do so, bringing his face down and perhaps it’s the delusions in your head, but Sunghoon feels just as much, if not more, desperate than you as he deepens the kiss more, bringing his hands up to your waist and pulling you in closer.

This is probably the most emotion you’ve seen from him in the three years you’ve worked with him. He’s grabbing at the fabric of your flimsy shirt, trying to pull you impossibly closer to him. He slips his tongue into your mouth, causing you to moan softly as you entangle your fingers with his hair.

He groans back as he pushes you down the hall, into your bedroom. He’s been in your place plenty of times to know your layout like the back of his hand. He breaks the kiss for the two of you to catch your breath, but he barely gives you a chance to do so as he attacks your neck with his lips.

He’s nibbling at your skin, careful to not leave marks since it would only cause rumors to spread around and make it difficult for your makeup artists to cover up. But it’s easier said than done, as his teeth grazes against your collarbone while he slips the sleeves of your shirt down.

You bite your lip in anticipation, waiting and wanting him to just bite and mark you as his, but it never comes. He goes back to your lips, gently laying you down on your bed and helping you take off your shirt.

“Fuck–” Sunghoon hisses, admiring your bare chest since you had decided to discard a bra for today. “So pretty…” He mumbles, sounding dazed out. He attaches his lips to your pert nipples, his tongue circling around the bud that makes you squirm.

“S-sung..” You whimper out, your hand still entangled in the locks of his hair. He merely acknowledges you, a hum coming out from his chest as he moves on to your other nipple. You’re extremely squirmish, mostly because it’s been too long since you’ve gotten laid, but also Sunghoon’s tongue seems to read your body like a kid’s alphabet book.

“Shit,” He groans, now tugging at your pants desperately, his fingers fumbling clumsily with your button and zipper. “Need you naked for me, all for me.”

You bite your inner cheek to suppress your moan at his words, helping him out with taking your pants off. He impatiently throws your panties onto the floor beside the bed, marking his place between your thighs by kissing down your tummy.

If his intentions were to drive you crazy, it’s working.

“Heeseung ever eaten you out?” He asks suddenly, his low-lidded eyes looking up at you like some predator and you’re his prey for tonight. You bite your lip, slowly nodding.

Sunghoon gives you a curt nod in return. “I guarantee you, I’m much better.”

Maybe it’s the jealousy talking and he’s just letting his mouth run without thinking, but he doesn’t have time to overthink when he dives into your cunt and gets a taste of you. He immediately releases a moan, his hot breath on your pussy making you buck your hips up for more.

He has a job to do, and that is to make sure you don’t ever think of Heeseung again. Heeseung should be the least of your worries when you have to focus on your acting! So he makes it a personal mission, switching between swirling his tongue on your clit and prodding at your entrance.

The teasing drives you wild, wanting him to either pay attention to just your clit or your clenching hole. And like he’s reading your mind, he inserts a finger.

“Ah~! H-hoon, wan’ more!” You moan out, your hips beginning to gyrate for more friction from his singular finger. He grants you your wish, slipping another finger into your entrance and you breath out a relieved sigh.

Your taste could have him between your thighs forever, with you practically humping his face with need. Next time, he’s sure to have you sitting on his face, and he’ll drown happily in your juices.

“Fuckkk…” He moans out, his own hips starting to dry hump your sheets to let his neglected cock get some attention. To see his desperation makes you needier, your arousal spilling from your already sloppy cunt.

He notices you clenching around his fingers, and he takes the time to pull away from making out with your pussy. “You turned on? Seeing me like this? Reduced to putty by your hands?” He’s taunting you, you know but it only makes you moan louder.

You nod repeatedly, his fingers speeding up at your answer. “You taste so good, want you to cum on my tongue… can you do that for me? Hm?” He practically whines, going back to devouring your pussy without waiting for an answer.

He was going to make you cum on his mouth, either way. He feels like a starved man, slurping up your juices and arousal that leak out. Your thighs are a mess, a mix of your slick and his own saliva. He pulls his fingers out and his tongue pokes out, a glob of spit landing right on your clit.

You jolt a bit, and Sunghoon is quick to plant his hands on your waist and thigh to keep you from squirming away. “No, no, don’t move away now, baby. Let me taste what you have to give me.”

His thumb rubs at your swollen clit, but your empty hole clenches around nothing with need. Your hips work itself on his fingers, chasing for more and he watches you with awe. “Looks like you’re the one reduced to putty instead of me, now. You’re ‘bout to cum?” He hums, watching your wet cunt shine from your wetness.

You hiccup as his thumb speeds up and his tongue inserts itself into your entrance. You cry out a moan, hands frantically pulling at his hair as you feel the knot in your stomach tighten. He’s moaning into you from your taste, his own hands having your thighs in a death grip to keep you from squirming away.

“S-sungho–” You begin to stutter, the pleasure beginning to overwhelm your body and take over your thoughts. He already knows, as if he’s known your body for centuries. He nods repeatedly as a signal to allow you to cum while tongue fucking you, the motion only sending you into overdrive.

“Fuck! Oh my goddd~ cu-cumming!” You squeal, and he only presses his face further into your pussy as if his life mission was to soak his face in your essence (it just might be). He retracts when he feels you gently pushing him away, the overstimulation too much for you to handle.

“Shit,” He curses, his tongue peeking out to lick at the corners of his lips, “Could eat you all day and night. Need you sitting on my face next time,” He mumbles, staring at your twitching cunt. You breathe heavily, recollecting your thoughts as you begin to slowly sit up, leaning on your elbows.

Sunghoon raises an eyebrow at you, giving you a weird expression. “What? Is something wrong?” You ask, suddenly insecure as you instinctively shrink down a bit onto the bed.

“You think we’re done?”

Your eyes widen a bit, chest still heaving up and down as you catch your breath. “O-oh, I can, uhm… use my mouth on you?”

His thick brows furrow together. “No.”

You bite the inside of your cheek, looking away for a second out of embarrassment. You thought he liked it, did he not? Before you can even begin to overthink, you hear his belt clanking onto the ground, the zipper unzipping reaching your ears. You snap your head back at his lower half, seeing his hard cock out.

He’s softly stroking himself, his hand holding at the base that only makes his tip look even more angry and red. You gape at the sight, unconsciously scooting up against the headboard.

“Why do you keep running from me today?” Sunghoon tsks, frowning a bit as he grabs your lower calves, pulling you down towards him. You yelp quietly, his strength easily spreading your legs apart.

“Is this okay?” He asks, his tip teasing at your clit and spreading your wetness all over. You nod frantically, your hands grabbing at the sheets in anticipation. He’s definitely bigger than Heeseung, and he was already big in your eyes.

Sunghoon groans as he inserts himself inside your warm entrance, his eyes shutting as his lips part. “God, you feel so fucking—“ He hisses as he continues to go deeper, his eyes opening to watch your expression fall apart just from his cock splitting you into half.

“F-fuck, so deep…” You moan out like you’re complaining, but your legs wrap around his lower waist despite your words. You throw your head back into the pillow, feeling overwhelmed from him filling you up as your eyes screw shut.

He buries himself in you, balls deep as he hides his face into your neck. He chuckles breathlessly, the sensation against your neck making you all the more sensitive and ticklish. “S’cute. You want me that bad?” He’s referring to your legs wrapped needily around his waist, trapping him deep in you.

You nod desperately, his body weight on top of you making it impossible to move your hips against him. He smiles down at you, but his smile isn’t one of tenderness— it’s mischievous, how the corner of his lips curve slightly more upwards.

”You’re the boss of me. Tell me what to do,” He whispers into the nape of your neck, lips pressing wet kisses down your shoulder. You whine, now shaking your head as your mouth parts to speak, but nothing comes out.

Sunghoon’s smirk is now more obvious, enjoying the sight of you going dumb just by cockwarming him. “What? What’s wrong? You’re a smart girl, no? You know what you want. So say it.”

You lick your dry lips, taking a moment to think what he wants to hear. “Want.. want you to make me forget. Make me yours…” You trail off, beginning to get shy but Sunghoon proves you otherwise when a low growl rumbles in his chest.

He grabs your legs from behind him, pushing your thighs down to your chest. You gasp in surprise, his strength making you dizzy as he forces your legs down while his hips begin to thrust into you.

“Finally,” He groans out, hips easily picking up pace, “took you long enough. I was really debating on flipping you over and just make you take it… but this is much better,” he rambles, eyes focusing on where you’re taking him, his cock shining with your juices each time he pulls out.

“Sh-shut up… fast-er!” You cry out, voice breaking when his thrusts become harder, the force of his hips hitting your ass making you moan louder.

“Telling me to shut up now? You’re beginning to act real bossy…” He mutters underneath his breath but does as you ask, lifting his body weight off of you to thrust faster.

Your eyes begin to roll back, your grip on the sheets releasing and immediately flying to his back, your pretty manicured nails digging crescents into his shoulders. He’s panting above you, hair sticking to his forehead as he watches you only get louder.

He lets a whimper escape his lips from your nails scratching at his back, leaning down close to you again. He nudges at your lips, but you’re too lost to comprehend that he wants a kiss as your mouth is left open from moaning and gasping.

Both of your bodies rock back and forth on your bed, the sheets barely hanging from the edge as he presses his lips to yours, muffling your desperate whines. You can’t keep up with his desperate kisses, letting him take control of your entire body and mind.

“You’re close,” He points out, noticing the way your pussy pulsates around his thick cock, each drag of him inside of you pushing you closer to the edge. You nod, your nails scratching up into the nape of his neck as you pull him down for another kiss.

It’s nasty and messy, and it only makes you whine desperately into his mouth as you cum on his cock. You throw your head back, but Sunghoon chases your lips like he’s chasing his own orgasm, his pounding only making you overly sensitive.

You feel him pull out all the way, planning to cum elsewhere but your whines of protest stops him. “Wh—no, no! Inside, please..” you bite the inside of your cheek, and he can never say no when you look absolutely delirious for his cock and cum inside you, chest heaving up and down with fucked out eyes.

He curses underneath his breath, quickly inserting himself back inside you. “Shit.. you’re so hot,” he mumbles, brows knitting together as he picks up his speed again to reach his orgasm. He buries his face back into your neck, his moans so close to your ear that it makes your cunt squeeze around him, arousal still pooling in your lower half.

You scratch at his scalp, his moans becoming louder as he approaches his climax, your cunt gushing around him and the wet squelches letting his hot cum coat your insides. You feel so disgustingly satisfied, moaning along with him as he pants into your shoulder.

The two of you stay like that in silence, catching your breaths, but Sunghoon is quick to recover as he lifts himself off of you. Your eyes are droopy, mind clouding with sleep, sleep, sleep. He smiles softly at you, watching you eventually fall into slumber.

He gets dressed, making his way into your bathroom and grabbing a towel to lay down between your legs so that his cum doesn’t make a mess of your sheets (like he doesn’t need to wash it later for you anyway). He cleans you up slowly, carefully maneuvering your limbs to not wake you up.

He puts your blanket over your naked body and he brushes the hair out of your face, his touch lingers for a second before leaving and getting into his car. He sighs when he gets into the driver's seat, closing his eyes as he mentally reprimands himself.

It’s his job to keep you in check. He’s getting paid to ensure that you act well and to not get distracted when working. But now, it seems like he’s the one getting distracted.

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your best friend just loves your face. mdni, gn!reader

he loves your face so much. thinks it's the cutest thing ever. loves to squish your cheeks together only for you to get annoyed or pissed at him when you were trying to talk about something serious.

"i'm sorry, i'm sorry!" jake chuckles as he reluctantly lets go of your face after you playfully slap his hands away from you. "can't help it, you know? you got real squishable cheeks."

"not- not in that way!" he quickly defends himself when you raise your brow at him suspiciously. your head is laid on his lap, facing up at him with a pout on your face.

jake sighs, the back of his hand brushing against your cheek. "you're the bestest friend ever," he says, looking down at you. "i mean, what other friend will let me jerk off to their face?" he pants out, his breathing getting heavier as his thumb swipes over the tip of his leaking cock.

you roll your eyes. you're not even touching his dick. just near his hand that's stroking himself as he looks at you. "can i finish what i was saying now?" you frown, your brows furrowing in slight annoyance.

jake nods, a breathy laugh escaping him as he continues to fuck his fist. "ye-yeah. go ahead, sorry," he stutters through stifled moans, just loving your annoyed expression. fuck, he's close.

you talk through your rant about some old lady who gave you shit about what you were wearing at the grocery store, doing your best to ignore the wet plap, plap, plaps.

jake's jaw is clenched, his eyes zoning in on your lips as you talk. he leans down a bit, and you pause mid-rant, thinking that he was leaning in for a kiss.

but no, he just leaned down to spit on his cock to make it more wet. "what? keep going, i'm still listening- ohh fucck-" he chokes back a moan, his cock twitching in his grip but he doesn't want to cum yet. you haven't finished talking!

you hesitantly part your lips, unsure if you should just shut the fuck up and let him finish or to keep talking. but then jake looks at you, eyes heavy-lidded and his tongue darts out to lick at his dry lips. "wanna hear you talk. keep talking," he urges, his fist slowing down on his cock.

and because you're a good friend and can't just leave him hanging, you keep talking. mean old lady and her mean remarks about your low-cut top. too-short shorts.

oh, of course jake's listening. he totally is. he's definitely not focusing on your pretty eyes. the way your lashes flutter against your cheek. your pretty glossed lips that you applied before laying down on his thigh so he could fuck his hand to you. nope. for sure listening.

"and yeah. i basically said fuck you to the lady, and because i was petty, i went to the manager and told him that the lady was bothering me. she got kicked out!" you grin, proud of yourself, even letting out a little giggle.

and that finishes him.

with a strangled groan, half-moan and half-whine, his cock throbs in his hand, uncontrollably twitching before it spilled out his cum in short spurts, most of them landing on his shirt.

a few drops on your face.

his breathing is ragged, his eyes shut as he comes down from his high. when he finally collects himself after a few seconds, his eyes flutter back open to your face, seeing the few droplets of his cum on you.

he chuckles. "whoopsies," he mumbled, bringing two of his fingers to swipe the cum off your face. then he shoves them in between your lips.

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hello guys a man made me go crazy (in a bad way) so its why i havent posted💔 been very anti men….

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2.2k…. i dont deserve u guys considering i post once every few business months💔 thank you guys sm

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i genuinely think about serial killer sunghoon so much … is this too much….😞

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Idk but i feel like sunghoon would be big on overstim and pushing each other's limits. i can totally imagine him using a vibrator on his partner/having a vibrator used on him until tears run

this is literally so sub x sub and i…. i started foaming at the mouth

imagine wanting to treat sunghoon for his birthday since he’s always been so good to you, always taking care of you in and out the bed.

but the moment you propose to him that you want to take care of him instead, he refuses. you're too precious- he needs to savor you and treat you like the angel you are. but you don't take no for an answer; you only agree to let him treat you if he also lets you treat him.

he didn't understand you at first, but now he does.

"ahh..." sunghoon hisses, already overstimmed cock sliding into your warm entrance for the first time. he's already came twice from your hands alone with your bullet vibrator cupping against the veins of his cock.

you're not any better, squirming underneath him as you can feel every single twitch from his cock as he's beginning to bottom out in you. "w-wait!" you yelp, a useless hand coming to his lower stomach in a weak attempt to push him away, but sunghoon is too lost to comprehend your pulsating cunt around him.

"oh fuck, wh- oh god," he pants, his entire body enveloping yours as he buries his face into your neck. his lips pressed against your skin, intending to leave bruising hot kisses but he feels like he's going mad, his hips not daring to move as he closes his eyes to try and restrain himself.

but what a wrong move that was. he feels even more euphoric, his senses overloading with you, you, you, and your cunt spasming on his cock solely from friction and his body heat, you're cumming for the nth time that night.

"no, no no," sunghoon whines, his hips unintentionally thrusting deeper into you, balls meeting your ass into a wet squelch, thanks to your slick from leaking down your entrance. "shhiiitt," he gasps, teeth biting into your shoulder to restrain his moans but you don't miss the sudden droplets hitting your skin that you can only assume his tears.

"h-hey.." you try your best to soothe but you're also in no state to talk since you're not faring any better, your hand coming up to play with his hair but it only makes his hips stutter more, feeling your nails in his scalp.

you cry out, sunghoon's grinding slowly turning into short thrusts that has his pubic bone hitting your clit. "cum, cum again, pleaseee," he whines again, lazy and weak hand coming in between your bodies as he goes to rub circles on your overly sensitive bud.

"no! wait- i-i can't!" you stutter out, eyes wide as you watch the man above you, focused on where the two of you are conjoined. his brows are furrowed, lips wet from his tongue poking out in concentration, fresh tears also staining his porcelain skin.

"you will. need to feel you around me again..." he pants, thrusts beginning to become meaner but you can tell he's losing his resolve again, his moans becoming more whinier. "have to.. have to keep g-going... until it hurts."

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ur so fucking funny i love u

😭😭😭WTF a love confession in my inbox anon??? well well well…😏😏 i suppose i love you too!!

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did you see enchella 2……….

yes….

the one clip of jake in paradoxx… WTFWTFWTFWTF like do i need to write a thrust analysis on enhypen now because i will do it. and we can all thank jake for the inspo

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ohhh nothing just sunghoon begging you to put it in… mdni, fem!reader

“fuck! pl-please, baby jus’… oh fuck—“ he chokes on his own words, his hips desperately bucking up to try and slip inside your wet cunt.

you smile down at him, your own hips hovering over his. his tip kisses your entrance, but you make no move to fully lower yourself. "hmm?" you hum innocently, your head tilting to the side almost mockingly.

sunghoon huffs at your feigned innocence, his head falling onto the soft pillow with a dull thud. he shuts his eyes, as if trying to gain some semblance of sanity.

unfortunately for him, you don't like the lack of response you get from him. you fully sit on him, your pussy and his cock pressing against each other but not inside. it elicits a low grunt out of him, his hands flying to your hips as he tries to get you to grind on him.

you don't.

dipping a hand between your thighs, you begin to rub your sensitive clit, causing you to gasp. you still smile at him, grinning at him coyly as he watches you with low-lidded eyes.

he can feel it. he can feel the way your pussy clenches around nothing, just practically begging for his cock to stuff you full. yet here you are, sitting on top of him and moaning purposefully to egg him.

and of course, it fucking works.

"o-okay! shit," he pants, lifting his head off the pillow to watch you rub your clit, the way you're quite literally dripping your arousal onto his aching dick. "please, my love."

you try to hide your growing, triumphant smile. you rub your clit faster, biting your lower lip as you feel the familiar coil in your stomach build up just from playing with yourself, from playing with sunghoon.

and he knows when you're close. "no!" he whines, his hand grabbing your wrist, trying to yank your hand away from touching yourself. "you can't cum like this, y-y'have to cum on my cock..."

you mockingly furrow your brows in confusion. "i was going to cum on your cock?" you muse, purposefully grinding your hips against him to emphasize that you are technically on his cock, just not inside.

he huffs again, a frustrated growl escaping him. "no, inside. you cum with my cock inside you," he pants breathlessly, like he had just ran a marathon. "please. please, baby. you have to, you need to, i need to be..." he rambles, his brows all furrowed and irritated.

and isn't it the hottest thing ever?

smiling like you had just won the fucking lottery, you lift your hips up and plap! his plump, kiss-swollen lips part into a half-moan, half-whine sound, his hands squeezing your hips like it was his lifeline.

"fu-yes. yesyesyes, thank you baby, shit!" he groans, now fully sitting up off the bed. his strong arms fully wrap around your entire body, pressing you impossibly closer to him.

and then he's manhandling you, moaning and thanking you in your ear as he moves you up and down his cock himself.

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HIIIII HRU

- 💫

HIIII MY FAVVVVV OMGGG long time no see🥲🥲 im doing pretty good!!! been focusing a lot on graduating soon (wtf) so ive been pretty busy but how are uuuu

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3.5k notes on my jake overstim drabble AND 2k followers wow im actually at a loss for words wtf😭 thank u guys!! i actually half-wrote smth in my drafts so maybe ill finish that like tonight or tmrw if i feel frisky😜 AND i SWEAR toxic bsf sunghoon will come out i just …. Ummm…. Yeah. bye

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2 MAN ! but it's just you.

cw threesomes w/ heejake & jayhoon, heejake bickering, oral (fem!receiving in heejake & m!receiving in jayhoon), jake is sort of whiny, literally no plot just porn, no clear sub/dom dynamic in heejake's, MEAN dom!sunghoon, softdom!jay, eiffel tower, sunghoon gives u crazy backshots, degradation, praise, tbh not my nastiest work so i think this is it but lmk if i missed smth!

wc 1.8k

HEESEUNG & JAKE

“holy shi–” 

“bro, you’re gaping like a fish outta water. you’re embarrassing me.” 

“wha–?? i am not embarrassing–” 

“either you guys shut up or kiss. or i’m gonna leave,” you grumbled with your legs all spread out for heeseung, your head laying on jake’s thighs. 

“sorry–” “no, i’m sorry. he’s stupid,” heeseung interrupted jake’s apology, rolling his eyes to purposefully provoke jake. heeseung’s thumb swiped over your drooling slit, your panties pushed haphazardly to the side. 

you keen, back arching needily off the bed. jake’s hands trail down your body, large hand splaying across your tummy as he gently pushes you down to keep your hips still. “i am not stupid. i should be the one in between her legs right now. you just won rock paper scissors…” jake pouted, though his focus was more on getting your tits out of your bra.

heeseung easily found your clit, his eyes zeroing in on how your cunt clenches around nothing. a small smirk tugs at the corner of his lips despite jake’s words. “so now you’re jealous of my rock paper scissor skills,” he chuckles as he leans down, his face close to your pussy. he licks a stripe up your slit, making you gasp shakily. 

jake scoffed, about to retort when your hands find his bulge, your palm brushing over it. he stifles down a groan, not about to start whimpering in front of his best friend. your hands are busy with finding the waistband of his sweats, dipping underneath the fabric and his boxers to wrap your delicate hand around his shaft.

“look, she’s automatically searching for my cock. not yours,” jake pridefully puffed out his chest. you rolled your eyes dramatically at him, your hands tightening its grip around his dick to make him shut up. 

which, definitely did, a shuddering gasp escaping his plump lips. heeseung doesn’t pay much attention to him, his finger hooking your panties to keep them to the side as he licked fat stripes at your cunt. 

“yeah, but she’s not shoving your cock into her mouth. which means she wants to make pretty noises for me, don’t you, baby?” heeseung retorts, his tongue then dipping past your folds. you mewl, hips bucking against heeseung’s face despite jake’s hand on your tummy. 

heeseung moans into your pussy, your sweet essence coating his chin. he licks and slurps, borderline on desperation. it’s like he’s trying to coax an answer out of you to his question with how his tongue thrusts in and out of you, the lewd wet sounds resounding in your room. 

“c’mon, now you don’t wanna answer me?” heeseung teased, his tongue moving to find your clit. he sucked on the sensitive bud, making you gasp and moan. your legs threaten to close around his head, but his hands are quick to push them apart. 

jake’s hand sneaks down when you don’t pay attention, his thick digits inserting inside of you. your other hand instantly reaches for jake’s forearm in a weak attempt to gain some ground, but he just chuckles at you and starts thrusting his fingers in and out of you at a deep and relenting pace. 

“wh-what the fuuhh–” you deliriously moan at both of the men’s assault on your cunt. your hand starts to try and stroke jake’s cock, but you already feel so overstimulated from both of their hands and mouths on you. 

jake decides it’s not enough, your wanton moans filling the entire room. he dips his head down, his hand leaving your torso to tilt your chin up, kissing you. your moans becoming muffled and whiny, jake’s tongue invading your mouth as heeseung’s tongue plays with your clit. 

both men groan at the sight of your pleasure. heeseung watches you with low-lidded eyes, his tongue pressing more pressure to flick and lick at your sensitive nub out of jealousy from seeing you moan breathlessly into jake’s mouth. 

you pull away to catch your breath, feeling like all the air has been punched out of your lungs. jake’s fingers speed up, feeling you clench and tighten around his digits. “woah, someone’s cumming pretty fast this time, huh?” he taunts, nudging your nose with his as he keeps your face tilted up to look at him. you nod weakly. your thighs start to tense, the coil building up in your stomach making your moans pick up in pitch. heeseung sucks particularly hard on your clit, his teeth grazing softly against it. 

“ngh– y-you can’t– oh my fuck!” you squeal, jake’s chuckle in amusement like background noise as you cum around his digit’s and heeseung’s tongue. 

heeseung is relentless as he works you through your orgasm, his lips seemingly not wanting to detach from you. your hand shakily reaches out, pushing heeseung’s head away and he reluctantly pulls away with a wet pop. 

jake slowly slips his fingers out of you, instantly finding a place inside his mouth as he sucks your juices off. he groans lowly at your taste, and you can feel his cock twitch in your hand.

“okay so can we switch places already?” jake complains, his voice teetering on a whine. 

heeseung’s nose crinkles, clearly not wanting to switch– he wants to stay in between your legs forever. “one more rock paper scissors?” he attempts, knowing that jake always loved a gamble outside of the bed.“hell no! switch right the fuck now.”

SUNGHOON & JAY

“suck his cock better, babe. he’s not nearly loud enough compared to last week,” sunghoon taunts you, his thighs slapping against the fat of your ass. he has his hand pressed against your back into a mean arch, his other hand tangled in your hair into a makeshift ponytail. 

you whine in protest, your body lurching forward with every mean thrust sunghoon gives you. jay cups your face with a hand, his thumb swiping against your cheek. “it’s okay, you’re doing so good for me, angel,” he coos, swiping the tip of his cock against your lips.

sunghoon wants to roll his eyes at jay’s sweetness, but he knows you love it– the back and forth. the mean and the sweet, like the angel and the devil on your shoulders. and god, did sunghoon love to be mean with you. 

“seriously? she’s not even trying to open her mouth,” sunghoon tsked in faux irritation. he leans forward, his chest pressing against your back as his hand grabs your chin. he forces your mouth to part, his hand in your hair bringing your face closer to jay’s awaiting cock. 

your lips instinctively wrap around jay’s dick, tongue pressing against his tip to swipe up his precum. jay curses breathlessly, his head tilted back against the headboard as he just relishes your mouth wrapped around him. 

sunghoon smirks, softly slapping the side of your cheek in mock approval. “there we go. see, now that wasn’t so hard. instead you just wanna keep whining like a whore ‘cause i’m too deep in you,” he scoffs, a deep, guttural groan following as your cunt gushes around him from his words. 

sunghoon presses a hot kiss against your ear, making you shudder and moan around jay’s cock. jay splays a hand in your hair alongside’s sunghoon’s mean grip. he guides your head further down, a choked groan leaving jay’s lips. “fuckk, sucking me down like th-that…” his breath hitches, caught in his throat as he resists the urge to thrust up into your mouth. but your moans from sunghoon’s harsh thrusts are enough to stimulate him. 

“yeah, i think our dirty girl wants a filling in both holes,” sunghoon adds on, his breath hot and ticklish against your ear. you whine again, but both men know that this time it was in agreement instead of protest. 

jay chuckles at your neediness, his cock twitching inside your mouth. “mhmm, you want it? want my cum down your throat? ah shiitt, you’re s-so fuckin’ hot,” he moans, his voice raspy with pleasure. 

a low growl erupts from sunghoon’s throat, straightening his back so he can admire the view of your pussy sucking him in. his hands leave your hair and your chin, going to grip the fat of your ass. he spreads your cheeks, watching his thick cock sink into you and stretch with every thrust.

he chuckles in amusement and lust, shaking his head. “fuck, look at this pussy gush around me, my god,” he groans, delivering a sharp smack to your ass. 

you keen, back arching even more from the impact. you take jay deeper down your throat while sunghoon dips a hand under you, two fingers drawing circles on your clit. 

you moan and gargle around jay’s cock as the stimulation of sunghoon’s fingers start to get too much. jay’s hand is quick to cup your cheek again, soothing you with soft shushes and a kiss to your forehead. “you’re okay,” he comforts you, “you wanna cum for us, don’t you? wanna be our good girl and cum,” he moans as your cheeks hallow, sucking him in as your tongue drags along his shaft. 

the slap of skin against skin resounds around the room from sunghoon’s thrusts. he gets increasingly sloppy, feeling his impending release. his fingers speed up, pinching your clit and toying with it. 

“i know you wanna cum,” sunghoon taunts you again in between groans and growls, his abdomen tightening as he tries to hold back his release until you cum first. with a sharp pinch to your clit, you twitch and gush around him, cumming as you moan around jay’s dick. 

“yess, oh fuckk, look at youuu…” sunghoon drawls with a deep chuckle. his thrusts speed up despite your worked-out cunt, chasing his release. “you can take it, i know you can. jus’ take it,” he groans, now starting to ramble mindlessly as he feels his cock throb inside of you.

with a grunt and a loud moan, jay cums inside your mouth from your loud moans vibrating against him. “o-oh shitt, i’m cumming, angel. fuck! ah– keep it in there f-for me, alright?” 

you feel tears start to water in your eyes from the overstimulation of sunghoon’s relentless thrusts and the cum filling up in your mouth. jay pulls out, softly caressing your face to calm you down. it does little to ground you, with how sunghoon’s cock bullies your cervix that makes you want to cry out.

sunghoon suddenly pulls out, his hand splaying against your back to get you to arch prettily for him again. he cums over your ass and back with a low moan and breathless pants, his other hand stroking his cock to get the last drops of cum out. 

“fuck, wow, get me my phone. i need a fuckin’ pic of this,” sunghoon pants, nodding his head towards the edge of the bed. 

jay rolls his eyes, his thumb still brushing over your cheek as you catch your breath. “no. now shut up and clean her up.”

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1.9K???1!1!1111 HUHH WHAAtttttt…… im like …. damn bro i am disappointing 1.9k people rn omg ima pump out one of my drabbles that i mafe awhile ago for u guys later bc im Embarrassed i dont deserve that number

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how mean do i make toxicbsf!sunghoon and what is crossing the line…. 😣 i write very few mean doms idk how to go abt this!!!😭😭😭😭

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Idk but i feel like sunghoon would be big on overstim and pushing each other's limits. i can totally imagine him using a vibrator on his partner/having a vibrator used on him until tears run

this is literally so sub x sub and i…. i started foaming at the mouth

imagine wanting to treat sunghoon for his birthday since he’s always been so good to you, always taking care of you in and out the bed.

but the moment you propose to him that you want to take care of him instead, he refuses. you're too precious- he needs to savor you and treat you like the angel you are. but you don't take no for an answer; you only agree to let him treat you if he also lets you treat him.

he didn't understand you at first, but now he does.

"ahh..." sunghoon hisses, already overstimmed cock sliding into your warm entrance for the first time. he's already came twice from your hands alone with your bullet vibrator cupping against the veins of his cock.

you're not any better, squirming underneath him as you can feel every single twitch from his cock as he's beginning to bottom out in you. "w-wait!" you yelp, a useless hand coming to his lower stomach in a weak attempt to push him away, but sunghoon is too lost to comprehend your pulsating cunt around him.

"oh fuck, wh- oh god," he pants, his entire body enveloping yours as he buries his face into your neck. his lips pressed against your skin, intending to leave bruising hot kisses but he feels like he's going mad, his hips not daring to move as he closes his eyes to try and restrain himself.

but what a wrong move that was. he feels even more euphoric, his senses overloading with you, you, you, and your cunt spasming on his cock solely from friction and his body heat, you're cumming for the nth time that night.

"no, no no," sunghoon whines, his hips unintentionally thrusting deeper into you, balls meeting your ass into a wet squelch, thanks to your slick from leaking down your entrance. "shhiiitt," he gasps, teeth biting into your shoulder to restrain his moans but you don't miss the sudden droplets hitting your skin that you can only assume his tears.

"h-hey.." you try your best to soothe but you're also in no state to talk since you're not faring any better, your hand coming up to play with his hair but it only makes his hips stutter more, feeling your nails in his scalp.

you cry out, sunghoon's grinding slowly turning into short thrusts that has his pubic bone hitting your clit. "cum, cum again, pleaseee," he whines again, lazy and weak hand coming in between your bodies as he goes to rub circles on your overly sensitive bud.

"no! wait- i-i can't!" you stutter out, eyes wide as you watch the man above you, focused on where the two of you are conjoined. his brows are furrowed, lips wet from his tongue poking out in concentration, fresh tears also staining his porcelain skin.

"you will. need to feel you around me again..." he pants, thrusts beginning to become meaner but you can tell he's losing his resolve again, his moans becoming more whinier. "have to.. have to keep g-going... until it hurts."

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happy (soon) new years guys!!! for 2025 i want to actually finish all my wips 😒

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1.8k… What to do with all u nasty ppl!!!!?? 🤨