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slvtiny · 3 months ago

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My Only Favorite

Pairing: Seonghwa×Hongjoong

Characters:

Seonghwa: Professor

Hongjoong: Student

Mr. Stone (oc): Coordinating professor

Yoon Heejin (oc): New student

Seonghwa’s cousin (oc): Principal's assistant

Word count: 5.6k

Warning ⚠️: 18+CONTENT MINORS DO NOTINTERACT, mxm, SEXUAL CONTENT m, professorxstudent, degradation, praise, name(doll, darling, little slut, cocksleeve, baby, retard,..), restriction(tied with a tie), oral, cock warming, voyeurism, kinda public(don't do it irl~), lmk if I missed any

Tagged: @chocoholicbabe1994, @hongjng8, @pirateprincessoz ...

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One would imagine literature students to be in love with all the classes they have, like in a fantasy of school life where everyone and everything was perfect.

Not for Hongjoong, it wasn't.

He did his best, tried his best to stay formal, ran his head on and on about his assignments, and yet fell short to satisfy his professor's expectations. His eyes deep set, drowning in deprivation of rest as he scurries to his literature lecture 14 minutes late from across the campus. He's had this routine for weeks now, and yet no change.

He feels as though his professor enjoys wringing him of all air possible and then humiliating him, showing him the power he holds over him.

Hongjoong felt rebellious out of spite to instigate his professor. He somehow had grown to have a taste for the way his Mr. Park looked at him when he's pissed and the way he clicked his tongue and rested it to the right of his cheek poking it out a bit after licking his lips.

Hongjoong had started to find himself lost and drooling at Mr. Park's sculpt face, his irritated furrow, the arch of his brow, his butterfly eyelashes, the protruding tip of his tongue pushing his cheek, his glistening lips with not a single crack or chap, the dripping tip of his tongue as he licks his lips. All this was like oxygen to him. Keeping him awake and dreaming. He hadn't a single thought, nor any awareness of what was going on. All he knew was his desire to pinch his professor's patience and to aggravate his irritation.

Seonghwa had been noticing how all his attention was spent veil on this kid that barely ever paid attention to what he said, struggled to even pass and did an equally poor job at hiding his dreamy drooling during class.

At first, he thought of it as just another kid crushing on the girl he sat behind. Soon this zoning out and drooling cutely with dreamy eyes caught his nerve and he shifted this kid to a seat further in front but closer to the corner not paying much mind to the fact that his desk was right in front.

Hongjoong however didn't really appreciate the change of place until he realised that his view of his newest attraction was ten times better from here.

He continued to pay attention only to this one man throughout lectures. He would lose himself admiring his professor’s outfit, his accessories, his hairstyle, his light makeup, his pierced ears, his sharp jawline, his defined collar bones, his tie slightly loose, his rolled up sleeves, his veins softly popping out as he presses down on the projector’s remote or his knuckles strained writing away about something maybe important.

Seonghwa saw change as soon as he “fixed’’ the distracted kid’s seat. He saw how he’d be immersed in his thoughts just blank and staring right at him, sometimes straight into his eyes travelling lower and lower stopping at every inch of his for each minute that the lecture extended for. He’d started to notice the efforts put in guessing his next outfit and matching it in a different way, deliberately waiting right outside the door for 8 minutes so as to enter exactly when he’s starting and interrupting him mid statement.

The change that intrigued him the most was the constant grades he’d get. Every test, quiz you name it he’d have the same exact grade, he’d just pass what was special though was that he’d attempted exactly that many questions that he got graded for as if he was intentionally picking on his professor.

“Hongjoong…. Kim Hongjoong…” his name starting to etch itself in Seonghwa’s mind. Every morning before lecture he’d keep an eye out to have a slight sight of his favorite student. He would look Hongjoong right in the eyes as he continued explaining whatever the topic was to be taught each day.

Weekends seemed to have grown for both as they kept awake thinking of ways to instigate each other and slept away as much time to reach Monday again.

This Monday, however, was different. It was the start of a poisonous few weeks. As his daily, Hongjoong gets to class late, but to find some girl sitting in his seat, which was quite irritating to him. He tried to be as polite as he could be and asked her to vacate his seat. The girl instantly retorted and made commotion. Something both Seonghwa and Hongjoong hated. The girl’s high-pitched voice caught the whole class’s attention, and Seonghwa turned to notice a new face that was the girl the shrill piercing voice belonged to.

“ Oh, you must be the new kid..”

Seonghwa said a little bothered

“ Yes, Mr. Park I am”

with a 360 of her demoneer, twirling her hair, showing she’s shy

“ Fine, introduce yourself..”

bothered by her behavior, yet the moment he realises the disgust in Hongjoong’s eyes, he shifts to a little mischievous demon that is excited to pick on his little attraction.

The new girl holds her hands, fidgeting with her fingers, squeezing hard on her breasts as they show from the 2 buttons she’d left open,

“Yes Mr. Park..”

she starts in a shrill voice as Hongjoong interrupts her “Professor” he says in a rather irritated stern tone.

“Hmmm??” She looks towards him, flicking her hair in his face.

“ Call him professor.” the irritation showing on his face.

“ Oh! Okay “ she gave a startled and sad expression,

“Go on..” said Seonghwa, starting to get irritated by the time being wasted.

“Yes Professor Park..”

a displeased hiss was heard the moment she said that, and Seonghwa knew who exactly it came from and decided to smile at the girl.

“ I am Yoon Heejin, I am taking up literature because I love reading and want to be a professor too..” she giggled at the end of her sentence.

“For education to be doomed” comment was heard from behind in the class and slight laughs were heard in agreement.

She sat back down “That’s my seat!!” a much irritated Hongjoong exclaimed

“B..but its m..my first day..”

“dude i don’t care, get out of my seat!!”

“B..but…”

“Hongjoong just sit somewhere else i need to continue my lecture”

Seonghwa had gotten tired of the girl’s voice and came off rather rude to Hongjoong, something neither were expecting.

From that day on Hongjoong sat at the very back always kinda irritated, not even paying any attention, sometimes he’d fall asleep and sometimes he’d notice the girl unbutton her shirt and pull up her skirt and the way Seonghwa would give her slight smiles when she’d ask the dumbest of questions there are.

Five lectures in a week, and Hongjoong had already missed 3. He felt not a need and would just go to the library instead. The quiet there let him sleep better.

Some days he would attend for attendance those days would be full of his comments and disgusted stare. None of it went unnoticed by Seonghwa. He enjoyed the jealousy in Hongjoong’s eyes when he smiled at the girl.

Seonghwa had assigned a little thesis for the weekend on one very controversial piece that is “Lolita” he wondered what his Hingjoong would have up his sleeve this time.

Monday was here, and so was Hongjoong. He was glad, yet a bit wavered, Seonghwa sat in his chair behind the professor's desk. Hongjoong was early today, earlier than just on time, he was sat, yet at the last row which to Seonghwa’s dismay was the farthest from him, he wanted to ask why he won't just sit right in front of him since he knew he was going to sit throughout the lecture today.

Soon, the class started to fill up with students as the time to start the lecture neared. Once Seonghwa saw the class full, he asked about the thesis, and a few came up with certain doubts before the discussion.

“Professor Park, can I be the first to read out!!!”

The shrill voice shrieked through

“Why the sudden excitement??”

Seonghwa asked, knowing Hongjoong was at the back staring right at him, disgusted at the girl

“ I just want to be your favourite”

she giggles, bending slightly forward, her breasts almost out of her blouse.

Seonghwa turns to the other side walking back to his desk, “well in that case, go on”

Barely anyone listens to her blabbering about how Humbert is a supportive figure,a genuine lover, a victim to seduction, as she practically gave a verdict of validation for his pedophilic view.

Seonghwa’s attention was all for Hongjoong, his little eyebrow rises, his sarcastic smirks, his irritation, the way his lips would mold into each word he pronounced as he mocked away.

As the girl kept on and on trying to prove that Humbert was just bringing out how he was just a teacher who had fallen a victim to the seduction of the little girls he’d call nymphet, a rather unexpected comment was sound. “such a retard”, Seonghwa was not expecting Hongjoong to say something like that.

Murmurs of agreement echoed, and the girl shrieked a cry, and Seonghwa couldn’t help but be irritated.

“Hongjoong! Detention after class!”

Seonghwa said in a stern voice, saw the disbelief in Hongjoong’s eyes, and continued “Mis. Yoon, you may conclude now”

Heejin sobbingly concludes her thesis and sits, sobbing from time to time for the rest of the class.

Professor Park continues to brief the class about the upcoming exam series before calling another student to recite.

Just as he finishes, the bell rings, and he has to dismiss his class. The principal's secretary walks in as the students start to leave.

She is curvy but sleek, professional and sober, natural and mature. Tall on her stilettos, trousers silk and ironed to perfection, her belt rested well shirt neat without a single crease tucked behind the buckle of her belt, blazer emphasising her valour, cuffs folded to her elbows, tie slightly loose, glasses on the bridge of her nose, sharp features, hair mostly dark with a midnight blue undertone and put up clamped with a hairpin.

Maybe she was his type, put together, organised, and mature. The way she led him with her to wherever far from himself and the way he matched her footsteps inching out of his vicinity led Hongjoong into his spiral. Self reflection became self hate and the pain he could not bear. This detention became 2 hours of him loathing his thoughts and wishes.

He had left resenting him. Even the faint remembrance of the look on his face was like poison.

The poison which he was left to marinate in for what felt like months.

Ever since that day, Seonghwa had to put a hold on the recital of the essays or the literary theses he had assigned. A visiting professor was coordinating the lectures as a form of a workshop.

For the most part he’d teach and advocate about his findings of historic relics of literature and then would interact with the class or have quizzes.

Though it was for just about a week and 2 days, it felt like time had no density and was yet saturated, unbreathable, and still. It would feel like days flew by, but it had just been about a round of the clock.

The coordinating professor was dashing and took much interest in his Hongjoong, who hadn’t been paying much attention to how he’d be jealous of how the co-ord would throw glances and smiles his way when he’d answer what was asked to him.

Days would progress with Hongjoong noticing the “well done”s and “good job”s the Profesor cheered at his favorite Mis. Min on the stupidest replies she could give just to stand up, wagging her tail at the two men conducting the lecture.

His blood boiled. He hushed himself of his rage, telling himself he was nothing to the man he’d realised he’d cut a piece of himself off for.

The workshop ended on monday and it was now friday, Seonghwa wanted to talk to Hongjoong but didn’t know what to say, he wasn’t even in a position for that and neither did he get a chance to. Hongjoong hadn’t shown up ever since the last day of the mandated attendance.

Seonghwa turns at the low grazing of the door to find it slightly ajar and slowly closing. His sight travels to a crouched figure scurrying to the back rows as silently as possible. As he continues to speak, he notices the low and dull expression on his Hongjoong’s face as he hurriedly jots down his notes.

To speed up the syllabus, which was lagging due to the workshop, Seonghwa had decided to have only the last 15-20 minutes of his lecture spare for the discussions of the theses he assigned He would let his students give him a brief rundown of what they had written in a viva of sorts.

He’d been eager to hear Hongjoong’s voice all week, and he wouldn't let go of that opportunity knowing he had control of it.

“Hongjoong”, Seonghwa called rather endearingly, Hongjoong’s heart aches at that, and he stands up as a reply to the call of his name.

“Recite your lolita..”

“ye sir..professor” Hongjoong stumbles upon his words but manages to continue as best he can

“The book is often mistaken for being an erotic novel, although the author himself has clarified otherwise.

The book is written in the main character,Humbert's point of view, as he desperately tries to victimise himself and validate his hebephilia. He prays on pubescent little girls and accuses them of seducing him.

He gaslights and uses his stepdaughter for his irrational obsessions and declares in the name of love. Not only does he fail to be of proper guidance as a teacher, but he fails as a father, someone who should protect and support his child. Humbert is a toxic and narcissistic paedophile.

The author brings out the psychological factors of such people and how they believe to have done no harm as he highlights Humbert Humbert’s setting. The author provides that Humbert Humbert writes his book while in prison for committed murder which he realises as a crime. Contrary to this, Humbert Humbert tries to justify his sexual exploitation of his stepdaughter as his love throughout.

This also shows that he did not consider it a crime, nor did he think that he had wronged in any manner.”

Hongjoong concludes with light appreciation of the author and his standing statement of Humbert in his opinion. Light verbal agreement from his class gives him more confidence as an assurance that he’d spoken well.

“Very well analysed, I’m looking forward to reading your paper Hongjoong. Well done!”

Hongjoong had never realised he would feel so strongly of an appreciation. Mr. Park continued as there was still some time left and let another student speak about the topic.

Soon the bell had rung and the students were pouring out of the class.

“Hongjoong, come meet me at my office.” said Mr. Park in a soft tone as he left the room.

Hongjoong, though slightly alarmed, obediently follows him to his office. The walk there was not too long. His name was written in bold on the frosted glass of the door.

Entering the office Mr. Park hangs his coat on the rack, and Hongjoong couldn’t help stare a bit too long at his lean back, shirt clinging onto his shoulders, smooth, toned muscles slightly visible. Hongjoong’s gaze followed him as he walked across the room, folding his sleeves higher, veins smoothly sculpted on both his forearms, his wrist held by a watch, fingers slender, long.

Hongjoong hadn’t realised that, his Mr. Park had already taken his seat across the table until he’d asked him to take a seat as well.

Hongjoong scurried to take his seat as Mr.Park brought out his glasses.

“Hongjoong..” he trails off softly

“Yes professor “

“Oh it's alright, you can call me Mr.Park”

His eyes fixed on a piece of paper as he slightly smiles and mumbles (only you can) under his breath. He didn’t expect Hongjoong to have heard it, but he did and was flustered to hiccups.

“Sorry ~hiccup~ “

“Oh it's ok, are you alright darling, here have some water.”

Worry in his eyes as he’d not realised what he’d let slip. He watched his darling drink the water he gave him and thank him for it.

“Are you alright?” concern in his tone

“Yes Mr.Park” Hongjoong’s lips slightly curve exposing his thoughts just a little.

“Good,now as to why I called you here is mainly your performance in tests and your extremely low attendance. What’s happening??” his gaze back on the piece of paper as he waits for an answer.

Hongjoong twiddles his fingers, his sight hangs low as he stammers, “S.sorry I honestly don’t…” he trails off, his voice barely audible, eyes slightly watery, sadness fading his smile away.

Seonghwa had noticed this change in his expression, and even if he was worried, even if he just wanted to walk over and pull him into his arms, he had to keep it to himself.

“It’s okay, you can talk to me”

“It’s just.. It’s nothing. I'm sorry I will work harder. I’m sorry”

“That’s alright, take your time, I’m available for you anytime. Hum?”

Hongjoong nods and looks at his hands, still fidgeting and resting on his lap.

It hurt Seonghwa, seeing his sweetheart so low and sad.

“You did so well”

Hongjoong’s head perked up at the sudden praise, a slight blush creeping up his cheeks as he looked at his Mr. Park flustered and confused.

“You did so well on your essay” Seonghwa said with a slight smile as thoughts ran through his head.

Hongjoong lost himself to his fantasies, trying to avoid his gaze.

“See you can do so well if you put your heart into it, now i think either you don’t put efforts into it or you just do it on purpose just to pique my interest, now which is it really darling, hum?”

Seonghwa teased a little and only after finishing did he realise what he’d said.

Hongjoong blushes at the nickname and has no reply as he realises his Mr.Park knows about his little tactic.

“Cute…someone certainly likes to be praised” Seonghwa mutters under his breath with a slight giggle.

“Sorry ?” Hongjoong, not sure if he heard what he did or if it was just his imagination.

“Nothing…” Seonghwa avoids the question, a smile showing itself on his face.

“It’s not nothing, I heard you say that.” Hongjoong retorts, his bratty self breaking out of his shell.

Seonghwa, amused at the bratty retort, he finds so cute.

“Now did you darling?”

He teased as he saw Hongjoong blush hard trying to keep his cool but was done,Seonghwa had decided to watch his sweetheart crumble in front of him.

“If you like when I call you so endearingly, why do you never show up to class, sweetheart?”

Hongjoong can’t stop himself from letting loose on his held grudges.

“Do you even care about me being in class, though? Is it just a part of your job to call me and tell me to be regular? Or maybe you just don’t like me!”

Seonghwa slightly hurt at the last statement.

“No darling, I just don’t want you to get in any trouble for it.”

“Why would you care? You just want your favorite student now, don't you?”

Seonghwa was slightly stunned at the way the conversation had progressed, but he's invested in it.

“I do certainly” he utters smugly

“Well obviously you do. She shoves her tits in your face every chance she gets, afterall you might even like being her Mr.Park”

“You're definitely wrong about who my favorite is”

“No, I'm not. You sure get hard when she shows her tits off at you asking the stupidest questions, I’ve seen it!”

Hongjoong, too lost in his jealousy to realise that Seonghwa had already stood up and walked across the table.

Seonghwa pulls Hongjoong’s chair out with little force and turns it to face him. His right hand rests on the head of the chair right beside Hongjoong’s. His left hand cups Hongjoong’s face, fingers curling slightly to his neck,thumb guiding his chin with careful force.

Without any thought, he leans in completely. Looking straight in Hongjoong’s eyes,kissing his lips a little rough, a little hungry.

Pulling away, he lets Hongjoong catch a breath as he takes his glasses off, slightly flinging them on the table. He dives in a second time, eyes still locked, a little less rough this time, a little hungrier. With love in his eyes, Hongjoong melts into the kiss, his hands creep up Seonghwa’s shirt slightly feeling his muscles, one hand rests to the side of his collar bone on his shoulder while the other gets a rendez vous to the nape of his neck brushing through his soft hair.

Breaking the kiss when there is not even an ounce of oxygen left in their lungs.

“So you keep your eyes on me and know that I'm hard, but you still don't know it's you I'm hard for?” Seonghwa taunts in a deeper husky voice.

“How…” Hongjoong can barely make up words still heaving, out of breath.

“Oh baby, have you seen the way you salivate imagining my dick in your mouth? You sit there staring right at me so cutely. You're my only favorite, baby.”

“Sir …..” Hongjoong trails off reaching towards Seonghwa’s lips, wanting more, but a buzz of Seonghwa’s phone interrupts them. Seonghwa walks over to his chair, a slight whine erupts from Hongjoong as he plops himself back in the chair with a pout.

Seonghwa sits down, tapping away at his phone with a furrow forming between his brows. With a sigh, he flips the phone aside and leans back on his chair,pulling his tie loose.

Hongjoong can’t help but drool at the sight of him, the way the collar of his shirt fell apart and rested drooping from his nape , the loose tie gave him a view beyond his imagination of what was under that white dress shirt.

“Come here” Seonghwa said with a slight dominant tone as he patted his thigh for Hongjoong to sit on. Hongjoong doesn’t waste a second scurrying to his destination. He carefully puts his knees on either side of Seonghwa's thighs, hovering over him as Seonghwa grabs both his thighs, helping him balance landslide into the seat as he sits on his lap.

Face inches apart, breath fanning on each other as they breathe their scents in like oxygen. Seonghwa’s hand holding Hongjoong in place, with slight squeeze to his plump ass, his breath hitches as Seonghwa cups his face with his free hand to bring him closer.

Their lips brush as Hongjoong slightly parts his lips, one hand holding the edge of the chair, the other giving Seonghwa’s nape light scratches and twirling his soft hair.

“Such a sweet boy, so diligent for that coordinate hum. Not a single class missed, answering questions, being so polite. Yet you sit here and pout for me like a little slut hum?” Seonghwa’s tone taunting and horse, eye’s gleaming with jealousy and hunger. He tugs Hongjoong’s hair just a little as he whines.

Seonghwa pulls him into an open-mouthed kiss, tongue tasting every bit of his darling, kneading his ass with his palm. Hongjoong moans into his mouth, grinding his hips, feeling Seonghwa grow harder and bigger, the friction making himself leak precum, forming a wet patch on his pants.

Seonghwa's grip tightens on Hongjoong’s ass to restrict his movement, to which Hongjoong whines and grinds his hips sloppily. Seonghwa breaks the kiss with a taunting snicker, running the tip of his thumb on Hongjoong’s swollen lips.

“Such a shameless and needy doll..”

Seonghwa leans in again to nibble on Hongjoong’s lips and trails to his collarbone, leaving kisses and bites along his jaw and neck.

“My slutty little doll” he says pulling away with a slight smile, fingertips tracing his marks reaching back to Hongjoong’s lips. Hongjoong lost in bliss, eyes droopy and drunk with lust, mouth agape drool pooling at his chin as Seonghwa lets him suck on his thumb, putting little pressure on his tongue.

Seonghwa’s phone buzzes again this time with a note ‘meeting in 15 minutes’.

He taps on Hongjoong’s tongue for him to let go of his finger with a pop. his eyes expecting like a puppy waiting for treats.

“We'll have to wrap this up, darling. I have a meeting in a bit.”

“Nooo..” Hongjoong pouts as though throwing tantrums

“It can’t be helped doll, i’m at work..hmm” Seomghwa’s tone softens as he pulls out tissues from his desk drawer to wipe drool off of his doll’s face.

Hongjoong’s eyes light up with mischief as his dirty little fantasy makes itself known as a resolve to his need. Seonghwa, amused by his reaction, gives him a slight nod to urge him to sound his mind.

“What if..” Hongjoong trails off, getting up off of Seonghwa’s lap and kneeling in front of him looking up at him through his eyelashes, resting his palms on Seonghwa’s thighs, nervously drawing circles with his fingertips waiting for him to say something.

Seonghwa amused, he smirks, leaning forward to kiss Hongjoong’s lips briefly before letting out a slight laugh.

“So eager to suck me off. You don’t even mind getting expelled?”

“No, just want Hwa” Hongjoong speaks between breaths. Seonghwa, piqued by the new nickname, smirks as he guides Hongjoong under his desk, pulling out a spare tie from his drawer.

“Hands at your back” Hongjoong obeys the command and turns on his knees for Seonghwa to tie his hands, and once he’s done, he turns back, getting a reward kiss.

“Listen carefully now, darling, be my pretty doll and warm me well, hmm.”

“Yes Sir”

“You will not bob your head. Is that clear?”

“But..”

“Don’t want to disrupt my meeting now, do we? Hmm?”

“Will be good boy for Sir”

“That’s right, be a good cock sleeve for your Hwa.”

Seonghwa gives him a peck, then continues to undo his belt and pull out his hard dick from the restriction of his pants. Hongjoong gulps at the size of seonghwa’s dick, eyes glued to the angry and leaking tip.

“Go ahead darling”

Hongjoong gives the tip a few kitty licks before taking it in as deep as he can, Seonghwa lets out a hoarse moan, pushing Hongjoong’s head a little further making him take in just about half of his length. Tip hitting the back of Hongjoong’s throat as tears welled up in his eyes, looking up at Seonghwa, moaning on his cock.

“You look so pretty with my dick in your mouth darling, now I need to tidy up and begin the meeting. Be my pretty little slut yes?”

Seonghwa pat Hongjoong’s head before turning his attention to fix himself for the meeting.

As soon as he’s getting done buttoning up his shirt and brushing his hair back in place, a knock is heard on the door, to which he utters a welcome.

The principal's assistant walks in with a file in her hand, letting the door swing closed behind her.

“I’ll get straight to the point, so to begin with i’ve got both good and bad news for you. Good is the portfolios you sent in for scholarship have been approved along with your little trip you want to take your student’s to.

The bad news is, Mr. Stone, that freelancing professor from that workshop, was assigned to accompany you and the staff.

Now I’m only telling you this because you are my brother, but keep in mind you need to be professional when he gets here for the meeting. You better figure out what to do with your sweetheart because Mr. Stone is fixated on him.”

Hearing this, Seonghwa unintentionally bucks his hips, making Hongjoong gag, and the slight sound of it doesn’t go unnoticed by Seonghwa’s cousin (the principal’s assistant). She realises what it means, and her eyes go wide before he lets a slight chuckle slip.

“Shouldn’t be a problem.” Seonghwa tried to act normal

“Well I guess you have it figured out, but be careful and give him a break, down there. Mr.stone talks too much. You don’t want to give your sweetheart a lockjaw.”

She snickers as she gets up from the seat to head out and get Mr. Stone for the meeting. Seonghwa utters a sweet apology and pats Hongjoong’s head before going through the file.

Seonghwa’s cousin returns with Mr.stone and they continue with the meeting.

For about 45 minutes they discussed the trip itinerary and workshops with occasional sighs and deep breaths Seonghwa took whenever Hongjoong gulped, his mouth contracting around Seonghwa’s cock. Precum mixed with Hongjoong’s saliva, his breath fanning on Seonghwa’s length, his jaw growing numb as he kept inching to take all of Seonghwa in his mouth, drool dripping from his chin.

Seonghwa checks his wristwatch and looks to his cousin for assistance. His growing concern for his darling overpowers any professional sense of duty. He tries to end the conversation, but Mr. Stone goes on with his thoughts on some topic Seonghwa was currently not interested at all about. Seonghwa looks at her and points at his watch indicating how long this meeting had been, knowing what he meant she helps wind up the meeting by telling him he had a meeting with the principal soon and that they should give him time for it and then she dismissed Mr. Stone and herself mouthing a slight apology.

While she dealt with Mr. Stone, Seonghwa crept his hand under the table to his darling’s face. Damp with tears and drool, Hongjoong nuzzled his cheek in the palm of Seonghwa’s hand causing friction as he slightly bobbed his head on Seonghwa’s cock. Seonghwa reached for Hongjoong’s hair, running his fingers through his doll’s soft hair and patting him in affirmation.

As soon as Mr. Stone and the principal’s assistant leave, he taps Hongjoong’s shoulder lightly letting him know he’d move. He moves his chair farther from the table, pulling himself out of Hongjoong’s mouth as he continues to guide Hongjoong out from under the table and unties his hands, massaging his red and bruised wrists while whispering sweet affirmations to his darling.

“Come here baby, you did so well, so good for me, such a good boy, my darling”

He continued praising him as he pulled him into a longing kiss, tasting his precum on his doll’s lips.

“I like being your doll” Hongjoong’s voice came out hushed and hoarse

Seonghwa gave him a loving smile, drawing circles on his cheek with his thumb

“You are My sweet doll”

“Sir ..”

“Hmm?”

“Please fuck my face”

“If that’s what you want, my darling”

Seonghwa gives him another kiss before slightly slapping his tip on Hongjoongs lips. Hongjoong licks along his veins, holding the base with both his hands and slowly taking the tip in and circling his tongue around and sucking at it. The pleasure makes Seonghwa lean his head back, eyes rolling shut for a second before he focuses back on his darling, hand guiding Hongjoong’s head lower on his cock.

“That’s right, take all you can baby you’re doing so well.”

The stretch stinging Hongjoong’s jaw, making him moan on Seonghwa’s cock, the vibrations pushing him closer to the edge making his hips buck up. Seonghwa holds Hongjoong’s head with both hands, helping him bob his head as he bucked his hips harder as Hongjoong gagged around him, tipping Seonghwa off the edge. Seonghwa pulls away and strokes himself in front of his doll’s face.

“Close your eyes baby”

Hongjoong obeys as he closes his eyes, mouth hung wide open, face glistening with drool and tears. The pretty and needy expression of his doll was enough for Seonghwa to let go as he came on Hongjoong’s face. Cum all over his beautiful face. Hongjoong opens his eyes looking up at Seonghwa through his eyelashes, he gulps the cum in his mouth and licks his lips for more leaning forward to suck off the last few droplets from Seonghwa’s dick.

“So good for me baby, so pretty with my cum on your face”

Seonghwa lifts Hongjoong and helps him sit on his lap. Taking drops of his cum from his face with his finger and making him suck it off of his fingers.

He looks down to notice a big wet patch on Hongjoong’s crotch and smiles.

“Did you cum untouched darling?”

Hongjoong nods shyly, looking down, eyes droopy with exhaustion.

“It’s okay, baby, you did so well for me. Stay up a bit so i can take you to your apartment, hmm?”

“No, have roommate” Hongjoong mumbles, protesting against being taken to his shared apartment.

“You have a roommate?”

“Yes…” Hongjoong wants to continue to say something, but exhaustion gets the best of him, and Seonghwa can't help but chuckle at his cuteness.

“It’s okay darling let’s go home, and then we can wash up and take a nap”

“Hmm”

That’s all Hongjoong could produce before snoozing in Seonghwa’s arms, with his mouth slightly agape. Seonghwa smiles at his sweet doll resting in his arms and whispers “ You are My Only Favorite, you’re Only Mine”

Seonghwa wipes Hongjoong’s face and hands gently with a wet wipe and then carefully carries him to his car before driving them back home.

[a/n : It’s not very often for me to write mxm, but this idea by my friend' had me twirling my hair for too long. This will have a Part 2 some time soon, and I may continue into this set only if there is some external inspo on it (you can ask if you want 😉). Anyway, reblogs are appreciated, and so are comments. Feedback and requests are welcome as well]

That's it for now, lmk how you like your spice?

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justaaveragereader · 1 year ago

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It’s time to put on your sexiest outfit, and visit each members home to see if you’ll get a trick or a treat.

Welcome, Welcome, Welcome Kinktober 2023 starring Monsterteez!

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biteyoubiteme · 3 days ago

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thoughts on throuple beomjun??

nsfw throuple beomjun thoughts

yeonjun x fem!reader x beomgyu

warnings: 🔞!!! throuple/poly relationship, no mxm, hair pulling, oral (m!rec), overstim/edging mentions (f!rec), cum eating, no protection, creampie mentions, prob forgot some sorry

wc: 0.3k

an: you didn't say if you wanted nsfw or sfw im so sorry I made it nasty bc why not lol but if you want sfw thoughts just send another ask and ill answer like a sane person <333

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Being in a throuple with beomgyu and yeonjun is just full of teasing each other. ‘Jealousy’ is a core aspect of the relationship. Or at least the sexual aspects of the relationship. Both of them are leaning towards soft doms until the other is in the room, then it's like you're getting fucked as a punishment. Beomgyu will pull on your hair until you're facing yeonjun just so that he can see your expression while you take it. “Tell him how good it feels, tell him,” gyu mutters into your ear through gritted teeth. Yeonjun will just cross his arms and watch, “Go on tell me,” brows raised as you try and fail to get the words out.

Yeonjun will always pull his phone out when he's getting head or when he's buried in you. Your group chat is filled with the videos. yeonjun grabs you by the chin and forces you to look at the camera, “go on show him,” will tap your cheek until you show the creamy mess he's left on your tongue. “Tell him how much you enjoy the taste of me,”

Beomgyu will retaliate and send a video of you choking on his cock in return. Only pulling away when you have tears in your eyes, spit dripping from your lips still connecting you to his tip. “Who does your mouth belong to? Tell him,”

Yeonjun will make you apologize for having sex with beomgyu before him. Doesn't fuck you because he needs to fill you but because he needs to have more cum stuffed in your cunt than beomgyu could even think about producing.

Will sometimes team up against you and spend hours edging and overstimulating you without breaks. It's common that you and beomgyu are both on your knees in front of yeonjun, beomgyu’s hand in your hair as he forcefully pushes your head onto yeonjuns cock, making you take him as far back as you could go, moaning at the wet sounds echoing in the room.

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03jyh23 · 4 months ago

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🔞⌇ateez reaction to walking on you sexy dancing

!minors do not interact!

trigger warnings: highly suggestive, sexual themes, the word ''daddy'' used when singing along to a song, jealousy, lap dance, implied masturbation, lingerie

— hi there! it's my first time posting reactions! i always wanted to try and decided to finally go for it! let me know if you like this type of post from me? can't believe i am exposing the songs im shaking my ass to like this lol but enjoy! (yeah, i was totally cleaning to all of them today and my mind couldn't help but... daydream)

love, monika ♡

⌞hongjoong⌝ get busy by sean paul

You were cleaning up for a longer while, meticulously tidying each corner and surface of your home. Your phone was connected to Hongjoong’s expensive, high-quality music set, filling the room with crystal-clear sound. Cleaning wasn’t your favorite thing to do, but since Hongjoong was busy in the studio working on his latest project, it was better to tackle the chores during his absence than when he was at home and potentially in the way. You prefer to be alone when cleaning, with nobody to disturb you or interrupt your rhythm. The solitude allowed you to focus entirely on the task, making it somewhat more bearable. Your cleaning playlist was set on shuffle to keep you motivated throughout the extended cleaning session. You were wiping off the table when Get Busy by Sean Paul started playing, and you knew damn well the next thing you were going to do was shake your ass to one of the best songs ever recorded, at least in your opinion. The infectious beat and energetic rhythm were too irresistible to ignore. You could feel the music pulsing through your veins, compelling you to drop the cloth and start moving to the rhythm. You were swaying your hips left and right, your hands clapping to the rhythm. The music seemed to take control of your body, your movements becoming more fluid and enthusiastic with every beat. Lost in the music, you didn't notice the entrance door quietly opening. You put your hands into your hair, untangling them from the bun and shaking your head in the matching rhythm to your hips. You finally dropped in a swift motion to the floor, doing the sexiest drop you could, your hands between your legs and then up on your knees when you were back standing in a swift motion. You were attempting to twerk, and oh lord, you couldn't do that even if your life depended on it, but you were enjoying yourself so much you didn't even care about looking funny. You closed your eyes, letting the rhythm move you. Hongjoong stood there, leaning against the wall with a smirk on his face, watching your dance performance. He had finished his work earlier than expected and decided to surprise you, but it seemed you were the one providing the surprise. He couldn't help but chuckle softly, finding your carefree dancing endearing. You once again dropped to the floor, your hands moving up your chest and to your neck as you followed the rhythm. The song's final notes reverberated through the room, leaving you feeling exhilarated and out of breath. As the music faded, you took a moment to catch your breath, when you finally noticed your boyfriend looking at you. Oh.

Your eyes widened in surprise, heat rushing to your cheeks as you realized Hongjoong had been watching you the entire time. "How long have you been standing there?" you asked, trying to sound casual but failing to hide your embarrassment.

He pushed himself off the wall and walked towards you with a grin, "Long enough to decide that the next thing I’m gonna produce will be a dancehall song."

You laughed nervously, still trying to process the fact that Hongjoong had been watching you. "I didn't know you were back," you said, attempting to divert the attention from your dance performance.

He chuckled, "I finished early and thought I'd surprise you, but clearly, you were having your own little party here."

Blushing, you replied, "Well, cleaning is more fun with some good music."

Hongjoong nodded in agreement, "I can't argue with that. But next time, maybe save some of those moves for me?" He winked playfully, making you laugh.

"Maybe I will," you teased back, feeling more at ease now that the initial embarrassment was fading.

He walked over to you and pulled you by your hip into a kiss, deepening it with a passion that made your heart flutter. When he pulled back, his eyes were filled with warmth and affection. "Mind dancing for me again?" he suggested, taking your hand.

You smiled, feeling a rush of excitement. "Only if you join me," you replied, squeezing his hand gently.

Hongjoong laughed, "Deal. But don't blame me if I steal the spotlight." With a playful grin, he led you back to the center of the room, ready to dance together.

⌞seonghwa⌝ super bass by nicki minaj

Seonghwa was busy with his newest Lego set, and you left him be, knowing well he needed his time alone to relax doing his hobby. You watched him for a moment, admiring the way his fingers deftly assembled each piece with precision and care. The concentration on his face was evident, and it made you smile to see him so immersed in something he loved. To avoid disturbing him, you went to your shared bedroom, closed the door behind you, and decided to put on some music. You connected your phone to the speakers, and scrolled through your favorite playlists, looking for something that matched your mood. You chose a female top tracks playlist you often play in the car when driving with Seonghwa. Out of boredom, you decided it was high time to fold your clean laundry and put it back on the shelves and racks. The pile of freshly washed clothes had been sitting in the basket for a few days now, and you figured it was the perfect opportunity to finally tackle the task. As you sorted through the clothes, separating them into different categories, Super Bass started to play, and you smiled hearing the familiar beats. The rhythm of the song lifted your spirits, and you found yourself swaying to the music as you folded. It made the chore feel less like a task and more like a dance. You couldn't help yourself but rap to the song, putting on a small performance. You twirled around, pretending the laundry basket was an audience, and let the music take over. Each note you sang seemed to make the task more enjoyable, and you found yourself getting lost in the melody.

Your favorite part, the bridge, came closer, and you could feel the excitement building inside you. In one swift motion, you grabbed the chair and positioned it in the middle of the room. With a burst of energy, you put one of your legs on it, striking a dramatic pose. You sang at the top of your lungs, completely forgetting about not disturbing your dear boyfriend, "See, I need you in my life for me to stay." You closed your eyes and moved your body sensually to the beat, letting the rhythm take control. Each sway of your hips and roll of your shoulders felt instinctive, the music guiding your movements ''Don't you hear that heartbeat comin' your way?'' you sing, your voice blending seamlessly with Nicki's. You sat down on a chair, swaying your hips to the rhythm, feeling every beat pulse through your body. The music filled the room, creating an atmosphere of sultry energy and anticipation. As you continued to sing and move, you noticed Seonghwa entering the room, his eyes widening slightly as he took in the sight before him. You couldn't help but smile, your hips moving with even more confidence and allure. Seonghwa's presence only added to the excitement, and you felt a rush of adrenaline knowing he was watching you.

"Like what you see?" you asked playfully.

Seonghwa's lips curled into a smirk, and he leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms. "I always do," he replied, his voice tinged with amusement and admiration. His eyes sparkled with affection as he watched you, clearly enjoying your performance.

Feeling emboldened by his reaction, you continued your playful dance, letting the music guide your movements. With each beat, you moved with more confidence, fully aware of Seonghwa's gaze on you.

As the song reached its climax, you struck one final pose, breathing heavily. Seonghwa clapped softly, pushing off from the doorframe and walking towards you. "That was quite the show," he said, his tone filled with genuine admiration.

You laughed, still catching your breath. "Well, I aim to entertain," you replied with a wink.

Seonghwa reached out, gently tucking a stray piece of hair behind your ear. "You always do," he said softly, his eyes locking onto yours. For a moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you in your little bubble of happiness. "I think I might need a private encore later," he whispered, his voice sending a shiver down your spine.

"Maybe," you teased, "if you're lucky."

With that, the two of you shared a knowing smile, the chores momentarily forgotten as you basked in each other's company.

⌞yunho⌝ smack that by akon, eminem

It was Saturday night and your boyfriend was once again spending his whole weekend preparing for his Artist of the Month performance. You were genuinely happy that Studio Choom finally contacted him, as you knew nobody deserved it as much as Yunho, but you wished he could keep his weekends off for both of you to enjoy. You were ready to go out with your friend, dressed to impress, your hair and makeup looking expensive the way you liked the most. You were finishing your glass of wine, savoring the last few sips as you mentally prepared yourself for the evening ahead. The music was playing in the background, setting the perfect mood. You were supposed to turn off the music and order yourself a taxi to get to the bar, but then the song changed to Smack That by Akon and you couldn't force yourself to skip it. The infectious beat immediately caught your attention, and you felt a surge of energy. You found yourself moving to the rhythm, swaying your hips, and rapping along to the catchy lyrics. Your hips were moving suggestively to the song, a glass of wine in one of your hands, the other on your waist helping you to keep the right rhythm. As the chorus started, you smiled to yourself, feeling a playful energy surge through you. You put your wine glass down. With a mischievous grin, you grabbed your ass and did exactly what was in the song title, moving in perfect sync with the beat. And in that moment you heard a thud. You looked in the direction the sound was coming from and saw your boyfriend walking towards you with determined strides, his bag on the floor behind him. His intense gaze was fixed on you, and you felt a shiver run down your spine. You couldn't even react when he grabbed your chin, firmly lifting your face to meet his eyes. His other hand wrapped around your waist, pulling you into him with a possessive grip. The proximity made your heart race, and you could feel the warmth of his breath on your skin.

"Looks like someone's having fun without me," Yunho murmured, his voice low and husky.

You swallowed hard, your pulse quickening as you stared into his eyes. "I didn't hear you come in," you whispered, your voice barely audible over the music.

Yunho pulled you in for a deep, passionate kiss, his lips capturing yours with an intensity that made your knees weak. Without breaking the kiss, he firmly turned you around, his strong hands guiding your body with ease. One hand slid down to your thigh, gripping it possessively, while the other wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer. You could feel his breath on your neck, hot and demanding, as he pressed you hard against his crotch. The sudden contact sent a shiver up your spine, your body responding instinctively to his touch. His grip tightened, making it clear he wasn't planning to let go anytime soon. You pushed your ass harder and pressed it against Yunho’s crotch, clearly enjoying the effect you had on him. He groaned softly, his breath hitching as he felt the pressure. "You ain’t going nowhere," he muttered, his voice thick with desire.

"I guess my plans just changed," you whispered, your voice weak as you felt your boyfriend's lips on your neck.

⌞yeosang⌝ work by rihanna

Yeosang went to the gym earlier this morning, telling you he wanted to get in a good workout before starting the day. He promised to be back by lunchtime to take you out for a nice meal and perhaps some shopping or a walk in the park. You waited for him patiently, ready to go whenever he would return. To pass the time, you turned on the big TV screen and played Rihanna’s top track playlist. As you mindlessly scrolled through social media, the catchy tune of Work started to fill the room, and you couldn’t help but move your body to the rhythm. You've always loved that song so you got up from the couch. The infectious beat took over your body, making you sway your hips and move sensually to the rhythm. You made your way to the table to put your phone down when the chorus hit. With one hand, you held the table to keep yourself steady as you dropped your ass to the floor, swaying it left and right as you were slowly getting back up. You could feel the burn in your thighs as you moved back up, but the infectious beat of the song made it all worthwhile. The sensual sway of your hips felt natural, almost instinctive as if your body was made to move this way. With each rise and fall, you felt more and more in tune with the music, your confidence growing with every beat. As you stood back up, your movements became even more fluid, your body fully embracing the rhythm. You turned around, and to your surprise, you faced Yeosang, a red blush covering his neck and ears. His eyes were wide with surprise, clearly taken aback by your dance.

You bit your lip, feeling a rush of both embarrassment and excitement. "Enjoying the show?" you asked, trying to sound casual despite the butterflies in your stomach.

Yeosang's eyes widened even more, and he struggled to find his words. "I... uh... didn't mean to interrupt," he stammered, his voice tinged with both surprise and admiration.

"You better not have," you teased, giving him a playful wink as you continued to dance, feeling more confident with each passing moment.

Yeosang's face broke into a shy smile, the blush deepening as he took a cautious step closer. "I didn't know you had moves like that," he said, his voice tinged with both admiration and bashfulness.

You laughed, feeling a sense of pride mixed with playful embarrassment. "There's a lot you don't know about me," you teased, giving him a wink as you continued to sway to the rhythm. Yeosang swallowed hard, his eyes taking you in, clearly captivated by your sensual movements. His gaze traveled over your body, lingering on the way your hips swayed and the confidence radiating from you. You could see the admiration and desire in his eyes, making you feel even more empowered. You stepped closer to him as you danced, putting one of your arms on his shoulder, your gaze shifting from his eyes to his lips, then back up. You could feel the heat radiating from his body, the anticipation building between you. Slowly, you started to go down, your hand tracing down Yeosang's body, feeling the firm muscles beneath his shirt. As your hand traveled lower, his breath hitched. You moved with deliberate slowness, savoring every moment, every inch of his body under your touch. When you finally reached his waist, you paused for a moment, looking up at him through your lashes. The intensity in his gaze made your heart race, and you could tell he was struggling to maintain his composure. You continued your descent, your fingers brushing against his thighs, feeling the tension in his muscles. As you reached the floor, you gave him a teasing smile, your body swaying seductively to the rhythm of the music. The atmosphere was electric, and charged. You started to rise again, your hand retracing its path up his body, feeling his breath quicken with each passing second. You stood up slowly, your body still swaying to the rhythm of the music, and gave him a teasing smile, "Should we get going?"

Yeosang's eyes were full of desire, and he took a deep breath before responding. "I think we can spare a few more minutes," he replied, his voice husky. You laughed softly, feeling a rush of excitement at his words. You continued to sway your hips to the music, your body moving closer to his. Yeosang reached out, his hand gently caressing your waist as he pulled you even closer. "You’re making it really hard to focus on anything else," he murmured, his lips brushing against your ear.

You smiled, feeling a sense of power and confidence. "Good," you whispered back, your voice filled with playful seduction. "Because I don't want you thinking about anything else right now." With that, you leaned in and captured his lips in a passionate kiss, your bodies moving together in perfect harmony to the rhythm of the music. As the kiss deepened, Yeosang's grip on your waist tightened, his hands exploring the curves of your body.

When you finally pulled back, both of you were breathless, your foreheads resting against each other. "Maybe we should stay in after all," Yeosang suggested, his voice barely above a whisper.

You laughed softly, nodding in agreement. "I think that sounds like a perfect plan," you replied, feeling a sense of contentment and excitement for the moments yet to come.

⌞san⌝ buttons by pussycat dolls

Your boyfriend's birthday was coming up, and your friend had talked you into giving him a lap dance. Initially, you were a bit hesitant, feeling shy about the idea. Not everybody's boyfriend was an incredible dancer, and you didn't want to embarrass yourself. The thought of trying to match San's moves and charisma when he was performing made you a little nervous. You decided to give it your best shot, hoping that your sincerity and the love behind the gesture would shine through, even if your dance moves weren't perfect. It was a late evening before his birthday, and for the hundredth time, you played the music video to Buttons, trying to figure out how the hell Nicole did that move on that chair. You watched her every move, analyzing the choreography with a mix of admiration and frustration. The way she effortlessly blended strength and sensuality was mesmerizing, and you couldn't help but feel a bit intimidated. Determined to get it right, you positioned a chair in front of the mirror, mimicking her moves as best as you could. You adjusted your posture, trying to channel Nicole's confidence and grace. The music filled the room, and you attempted the dance sequence once again, focusing on the smooth transitions and precise movements. Despite the challenges, you felt a sense of accomplishment with each small improvement.

When you finally got everything right, you decided to try and rehearse the choreography one last time with your outfit, or lack of it, and shoes on. You still had some time until San would get back home, so you went into your room and put your lingerie on, together with the high heels. You took a deep breath, trying to calm the butterflies in your stomach. After adjusting the straps and checking your reflection in the mirror one last time, you walked back to the living room where you had set up the chair. The anticipation built up inside you, and you could feel your heart racing. You started the music once more, letting the familiar beats fill the room. As you moved through the choreography, you felt a sense of empowerment. Each step, each sway of your hips, was a testament to your determination and love for San. You imagined his reaction, the look of surprise and admiration in his eyes, and it fueled your performance even more.

The door creaked open just as you were finishing the routine. Your heart skipped a beat as you saw San standing there, his eyes wide with surprise and a smile slowly spreading across his face.

"Well, this is a surprise," he said, his voice filled with admiration.

You blushed but didn't stop, finishing the last few moves with a flourish. As the music faded, you stood there, slightly out of breath, but filled with a sense of accomplishment and anticipation. "You weren't supposed to see it yet," you stammered, your voice tinged with a mix of surprise and shyness.

San's eyes twinkled with amusement as he took a step closer, his smile widening, his dimples showing. "Well, I have to say, I'm glad I did," he replied, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "You look amazing baby."

You took a deep breath, trying to regain your composure. "I wanted it to be a surprise for your birthday," you admitted, feeling the initial nervousness starting to fade away.

San reached out, gently taking your hand in his. "And it is," he said softly, his grip reassuring. "The best surprise I could ask for."

With his encouraging words, you felt a surge of confidence. "Well, in that case," you said with a playful grin, "why don't you take a seat and enjoy the full performance?"

San's eyes lit up with anticipation as he nodded eagerly, quickly finding a spot to sit down. You restarted the music, letting the rhythm take over as you began the dance once more, this time with him as your captive audience.

⌞mingi⌝ streets by doja cat

You were incredibly mad. Mingi was attending one of those prestigious award ceremonies, and being the supportive girlfriend that you are, of course, you decided to watch it live to cheer him on from afar. During one of the last performances by one of the most popular girl groups, they were doing an incredibly sexy choreography on chairs. Your boyfriend was, unfortunately, unlucky enough to be caught by the ever-watchful cameraman staring intently at one of the girl group members. To make matters worse, a wide grin spread across his face as he licked his lips, completely mesmerized by the performance. Oh, how you wished you could reach through the screen and wipe that stupid, infuriating grin off his face. You were already plotting your next move, determined to make your boyfriend pay for his wandering eyes. The revenge will be sweet. The opportunity presented itself a few days later when he was about to return home from the award ceremony. Mingi texted you he was on his way from the airport and you were so ready to make him squirm and beg for forgiveness. You dimmed the lights, and lit up candles across the living room, creating an intimate glow. You had meticulously prepared for this moment, wearing the lingerie he got you for your birthday on your body. The delicate lace hugged your curves perfectly, making you feel empowered and seductive. As you waited, you could feel your excitement and anticipation growing. You replayed the scene from the award ceremony in your mind, fueling your determination to make him understand the consequences of his actions. The sound of the front door unlocking pulled you from your thoughts.

Mingi stepped inside, his eyes immediately widening as he took in the setting. His gaze traveled over your body sitting on a chair in the middle of the living room, lingering appreciatively on the lingerie. You could see the momentary confusion in his eyes, quickly replaced by a look of desire.

"Wow, what's all this?" he asked, his voice a mix of curiosity and excitement. You walked towards him slowly, your hips swaying seductively with each step. Without a word you took his hand and guided him to the chair, pushing him down gently. As he sat, you pressed play and Streets started playing. You straddled his lap, your hands resting on his shoulders. Mingi was quick to grab your waist but you pushed them off of you quickly, "No touching," you warned him as your hand grabbed his hair, pulling his head back slightly. His eyes widened in surprise, but a smirk quickly formed on his lips as he realized you were in control. You leaned in close, your breath hot against his ear as you whispered, "Tonight is all about you learning a lesson."

Mingi's smirk faltered slightly, replaced by a look of anticipation and desire. You could feel the tension between you growing thicker, the air charged with electricity. Slowly, you moved your hips, grinding against him in a tantalizing rhythm, your hands never leaving his hair.

His breath hitched, and you could see the struggle in his eyes as he fought the urge to touch you. "You like watching other girls, huh?" you teased, your voice dripping with mock sweetness. "Well, let's see if you can handle just watching tonight." You continued your slow, deliberate movements, your body arching and swaying to the rhythm of the music. Each motion was designed to drive him wild, to make him regret ever letting his eyes wander. The intensity of his gaze and the way he bit his lip told you that your plan was working.

⌞wooyoung⌝ drunk in love by beyoncé, jay-z

You were bored out of your mind, your boyfriend had been playing games since early afternoon, leaving you to yourself. You finally switched off Netflix, feeling unsatisfied with the endless scrolling. With a sigh, you opened the YouTube app, hoping to find a soundtrack to make your time in the kitchen more enjoyable. Lately, Wooyoung and you were into Beyoncé, so you played her music video playlist and went to the kitchen. Music filled the room, the lively beats instantly brightening your mood as you gathered your ingredients and started to cook dinner. After a short while, you heard the intro to Drunk in Love and you decided to play it louder. The sultry beats and Beyoncé's mesmerizing voice filled the kitchen, making you sway your hips as you chopped vegetables. You couldn't help but sing along, feeling the music take over your body.

You took one of the big dippers and started to sing to it, pretending it to be your microphone. You feel like a superstar on a grand stage as you move around the kitchen, twirling and dancing as if performing for a captivated audience. Every so often, you glanced towards your boyfriend's room, half-hoping Wooyoung would notice your performance and join in the fun. But for now, you were content to let the music and your imagination take you away.

You sit on the counter, the rhythm of the music coursed through you, compelling you to sway and groove in time with the beat. Your hand gripped the edge of the counter for balance as you leaned back slightly, letting your head tilt and your hair cascade down your back. You sang along to the lyrics, your voice blending with Beyoncé's. Your hips rolled sensuously, matching the sultry vibe of the song, and you couldn't help but smile, feeling utterly in the moment.

"Baby, would you mind turning the music down a bit?" you heard Wooyoung call from his room.

You smirked, feeling a wave of playful defiance wash over you. Ignoring Wooyoung's request, you raised your voice and sang the lyrics with even more enthusiasm, "I been sippin', that's the only thing, that's keepin' me on fire, we on fire!" Your voice echoed through the kitchen, you jumped off the counter, grabbing the big dipper again as your microphone, and strutted across the kitchen floor, feeling like a superstar on a grand stage. With each step, you let your hips sway more dramatically, fully embracing the rhythm. You spun around, your hair whipping through the air, and belted out the next line with just as much fervor.

Wooyoung poked his head out of his room, his initial frustration melting into a fond smile as he watched you.

You bit your lower lip and looked at him while singing, "I want your body right here, daddy, I want you, right now."

Wooyoung's eyes widened slightly, a smirk playing on his lips as he took in your playful performance. He stepped out of his room, the game momentarily forgotten, and walked towards you with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Oh? Is that so?" he replied, his voice low and teasing as he reached you.

"Can't keep your eyes off my fatty, daddy, I want you" you continued singing as Wooyoung took the microphone from your hand, setting it aside before pulling you close, his hands resting on your hips. You wrapped your arms around his neck, swaying in time with the beat as you gazed into his eyes.

"Maybe I should take a break from my game," Wooyoung murmured, his lips brushing against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.

You smiled, feeling a rush of excitement. "I think that's a great idea," you replied, pulling him even closer.

"You know, you might just be better than Beyoncé," he joked, looking into your eyes.

"Oh, please," you laughed, feeling your cheeks flush. "But I'll take the compliment."

With a shared laugh, the two of you danced together in the kitchen, the earlier boredom forgotten as you lost yourselves in the music and each other.

⌞jongho⌝ partition by beyoncé

You got out of the shower, towel loosely wrapped around you, as you went through your evening routine. Jongho was still at practice, the tour was coming, so you knew better than to wait for him. He probably wouldn't be back till dawn. You glanced at your phone, hoping for a message from him, but the screen remained dark. You knew how important these practice sessions were, especially with the tour coming up, but you couldn't help but miss him. You moved to your bedroom and decided to play some music before heading to bed. The apartment felt unusually quiet without Jongho's presence, and you needed something to fill that silence. You connected your phone to the speaker and scrolled through your playlist, finally settling on a Beyoncé mix. The first notes of Partition began to play, the sultry beat filling the room. You ruffled through your wardrobe, searching for one of Jongho's t-shirts to sleep in. His scent always brought you comfort, especially on nights when he wasn't around. As the music played, you found yourself swaying to the rhythm, the infectious beat making it impossible to stand still. You tossed aside a few of your own shirts, determined to find one of his that you loved the most. The groove of the song took over, and you started to move your hips more deliberately, feeling the music course through your body. Finally, you found one of his oversized t-shirts at the bottom of the drawer. You held it up to your face, inhaling deeply before slipping it on. The fabric was soft and comforting, and you continued to dance, feeling a little closer to him with each step. You loved how Beyoncé's music made you feel sexy and empowered. You lay down on the bed and started to do your own choreography for the song. The rhythm guided your movements, each beat making you feel more confident. Your hands traced along your body, feeling the music in every touch. You couldn't help but feel a little hot all over as you kept twining around the bed, the music guiding your every move. The rhythm pulsed through you as you turned to your stomach, your ass up, matching the sultry beats of the song. The soft fabric of the bed sheets brushed against your skin, intensifying the sensations coursing through you. In no time, you were on your knees, grinding against the bed with a deliberate, sensual motion. Your hands gripped the sheets, your body moving fluidly to the music, lost in the moment. You played a bit with your t-shirt, lifting it playfully as you felt yourself getting worked up. The cool air against your skin mixed with the heat of the moment, intensifying your sensations. You let the fabric slide back down, but not before teasing yourself a bit more, feeling the gentle brush against your skin. With each sway of your hips and each subtle lift of the t-shirt, you could feel the tension building within you. The combination of the music, the feel of the soft cotton, and the thought of Jongho made your heart race.

You were so lost in the rhythm and sensations that you didn't hear the front door open. Jongho stepped inside, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of you moving sensually on the bed, wearing his t-shirt. He stood there for a moment, captivated by the scene, before quietly walking towards the bedroom. As he reached the doorway, you finally noticed him, your movements slowing as your eyes met his. The intensity in his gaze sent a shiver down your spine, and you could see the desire and admiration in his eyes. Jongho was stuck by the way your hips grind hard against the bed. Taking a few slow steps forward, he let his eyes roam over your body, appreciating every curve and movement. The intensity in his eyes made your breath hitch, and you could feel the heat between your legs growing with each passing second.

"Need some help, baby?" he asked, his voice low and husky, filled with a mix of admiration.

The words escaped your lips before you could fully process them, "Yes, please," you breathed out, your voice laced with more neediness than you had intended.

Jongho's lips curled into a smirk as he sat down on the bed beside you, his hands gently guiding you to straddle him. The music continued to play as he leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered, "Let me take care of you."

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Our Party

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Coming to face them after years at a club where you went to enjoy with your friends to relieve stress on a weekend is unfortunate for you.Really though? You had parted your ways back then and now they don’t matter to you. But is that same for them?

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Pairing: ot8 x f!reader (poly!ateez x reader)

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Mature, Yandere

Warnings: possessiveness, controlling act and obsession.(there are arguments between them a bit but remember Ateez is too good to do that).Gang bang. Exhibition. Oral(f.recv),dom!ateez, cum play,nipple play,anal sex, overstimulation, orgasm denial,fingering, a bit of pain, exhaustion,marking,biting,sucking, drinking, making up sex without protection ( don’t do it in real life if you don’t want to unnecessarily increase the population.)

W.C: 11.9k

Note: @justhere4kpop my dear friend has requested me for poly ateez (the one in the event post) and I can’t just ignore it so bear with this ‘don’t know what to do’ fic.

Taglist: In the end of the fic

Come on everybody. Slow it down, make it bouncy.

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*Buckle up your seatbelts and lets go on a long ride.*

“Wow…...” your eyes sparkling while looking at the mirror which is reflecting your figure in the new dress. You are dressed up in a body hugging black strapless dress ending on your mid-thigh. You didn’t expect it to look so good on you. Well, you are going out to a night club with your friends after getting an off for one week from the workplace. So, to relieve the stress of your overtime work from your previous month, this is the best option for you. Satisfied with your look, you glanced at the clock and it shows exactly eight in the night and your friend might come up anytime soon to pick you up.

Just the moment you locked the main door behind you, a voice spoke up.

“Hey beautiful!” OMG don’t. This voice is so deep and attractive and you know the owner of this damn voice very well. Turning around, you found the gorgeous man standing in front of you with a white funky t-shirt and torn styled denim jeans. His newly died silver hair with this casual outfit is making him the most attractive man to ever exist.

“Oh my god Taeyong please. I mean don’t call me like this when am just your best friend, I might end up proposing you on this spot here right now.” You fake gasped and then ended up laughing with him. Your other friend who is in the car made a loud horn sound to bring both of your attention towards him, Jaehyun. Another attractive man in your life, you don’t know why they are your best friends when they could have got other girls to make friends but all three of you are friends since middle school and then are inseparable. Well maybe I look good too.

“Let’s go. Hurry up or that grumpy ass will invite the whole colony with this horn.” You both are continuously laughing on your way towards the car. Getting inside it, Taeyong sat on the passenger seat and you in the back because you love to lean in between the space of front two seats to annoy them. You three made your ride to The Neo Bouncy Club.

Getting outside the car, Taeyong holds your hand on one side and you glance to your other side to take a look of Jaehyun, then you see him in his black shirt and denims with hands folded till elbow. Oh gosh! This man. He looks at you and then smirked. Taeyong pulled you towards the entrance and the other one followed you two.

Entering the club, your nose hit with the usual alcohol smell mixed with some fruit flavored smokes. The neon green disco lights all around the dance floor blinking with the rhythm of the music playing aloud. You smiled when you remember that you are here for fun with your friends so you pulled both of them towards the drink section.

“Shall we order drinks?” hoping to get positive reply, they both denied. Weird. Jaehyun is always usually the one to offer drinks among you three then what’s the cause of sudden change in behaviour.

“I don’t think we should drink now.” The tall one said looking at you and then towards Taeyong who was busy reading out the different names of the drinks displayed on the screen and making annoyed face when not getting the actual pronunciations. You flicked on his head.

“Ouch! What?” Taeyong with confusion in his eyes looks at you both.

“I told her we should not drink now knowing who is here.” Taeyong paused for a moment, expression changing to serious similarly as Jaehyun. He then nodded on his friend’s words.

“Woah wait there. Who is here?”

If they are referring to rest of NCT then you know, Kun will scold you for drinking when he knows how badly you and Taeyong can’t control yourselves in drunk state.

“Them.”

Both of them replied together while settling down with you on one of the corner sofas. You looked at them laughing loudly.

“So? It’s not like I will listen to Kun today. I am here for fun and I can do anything so come on with me, don’t let anyone to stop us from having fun.”

Jaehyun looking directly to you when speaking.

“Y/N……. it’s not about Kun. It’s them.”

He glanced towards a crowd of people dancing, you mimic his action but saw no one. You failed to notice that someone was staring at you from there all this time. You turned back to them, “Fine. You stay here, me and Taeyong will enjoy so see you later boy.”

“Y/N-” you pulled the said man towards the dance floor with you and on your way, you both took some drinks for yourselves.

Someone behind you both did the same thing.

Taeyong turns you to face him, “Y/N, they are here. I know I should not bring up this right now but unfortunately when entering the club, I saw them, ATEEZ. All of them are here. I locked eyes with one of them and they know now that am aware of their coming.”

Your smiling face disappeared when you realized what they were referring to all these times. THEM! They are back here. So? It should not matter to you. Everything between you and them has ended long back ago and you guys have parted your ways on your own.

“So? It’s not like they matter to me anymore. I know one of them is the owner of this club but this is my favorite one and also because the hotel above this club is Jaehyun’s.”

“I know you don’t care about them” taking a sip of his drink he added, “but the look in their eyes when they saw you with me entering the club was telling otherwise.”

You both have finished your drinks so he kept the glasses on a nearest counter.

“Stop it TY. You are thinking too much. They were just probably looking at me because they saw me after two years or maybe they were looking at someone else.”

Taeyong smiled at you and he hugged you tightly. The hug felt so nice because this comfort is all you need right now, maybe you are showing off your strong personality in front of him but deep down you are afraid and sad for them.

You are sad because all your memories spent with them are flashing to you and now you get that how much you still adore those precious moments with them.

They were your family, the only family after your parents died but suddenly one day you thought that everything is wrong. Why? Maybe you thought everything in your life is not meant forever. No. Everything was right in your end except that one day when one of your old school friends was totally spreading rumors about you to them. The way they bombarded you with questions later that night hurt you and you decided to part with them when they don’t have a minimum trust for you.

You are afraid. Why? Well, you don’t know yourself.

The loud beat of the music in the background is just the contrast to the comfortable moment you are sharing with your best friend. Taeyong got a call and he looked worried but regain his composure to face you.

“Y/N? I need to go because you know we have our night business and we can’t miss that. You are here today only to enjoy but I know you can enjoy all by yourself because you prefer that way while drinking alone. Also, if you need help to go back home, just call one of the dream members from upstairs, they will help you.”

He gave you his little smile and goes towards the exit where Jaehyun was already standing, before going away, the latter gave you a quick wink towards you. What a flirt!

“You were enjoying the hug too much.” Oh! the owner of this deep voice, you know him; The owner of the club.

Turning around you fake smiled, “Mingi….” He didn’t smile rather scan your whole figure and the lights falling on his face clearly shows his tensed jaw. Is he angry? You hesitantly brushed the side of the dress to see if something is wrong or not. His dark look is going well with his all-over black outfit of black shirt and black pant.

“Didn’t you have something else to wear?”

“What?”

“This is completely looking like you have just wrapped a shiny black plastic around you just to cover your private parts leaving the rest of the body visible to all hungry eyes here.”

Okay, then he is referring to himself as well. Right?

“Excuse me. You are no one to judge me when you are also one of them.” You are getting frustrated as to why you are not getting yourself to enjoy the day instead every worst possibility is bringing them in between.

He holds one of your hands and gripped it tightly. The grip hurts you a bit but before you can react to the pain, he pulled you towards a direction.

“What the hell are you doing? Leave my hand. Where are you taking me?”

Your shouts are getting dispersed in the loud music. Some people are cursing you both when Mingi was harshly pushing away the people coming in front of you both while making his way through the crowds. You both reached near a L-shaped sofa but you didn’t notice it yet, you were busy looking at the crowd to find any of the NCT members. You suddenly tripped because Mingi suddenly stopped in his tracks, you looked at him and then towards the front.

Wait. They look so hot and more handsome than last you saw them. They all are in their casual outfits that they usually wear when going to clubs. You look at each one of them precisely, starting from left is Yeosang in a plain black t-shirt and denim sitting annoyed beside san and wooyoung in between them wearing similar outfit like him but white and blue t-shirts respectively and laughing at the phone in san’s hand. Next to San, sitting in the exact corner is Jongho in a white tee with denim jacket and jeans. He is looking down maybe thinking something. Next to him is Hongjoong and Seonghwa in leathers and lastly beside them is Yunho in white shirt folded till elbow and denim. And GIRL, He is already staring at you with his famous smirk.

“Look who is here.” Nice. Tell everyone that a special guest is here. Each one of them quickly followed Yeosang’s eyes and they saw you standing beside Mingi and glaring at him.

“Why did you bring me here?”

“I told him to.” Hongjoong swirling the liquid in the glass said with a smile rather looks like a smirk. His attention is towards the glass and the liquid movement and your eyes focusing on it as well.

“Why?”

“We want you here away from those hungry eyes and those boys?” Yunho spoke from the end of the sofa and sit himself comfortably in a crossed leg position.

“Huh? What are you even saying, just shut up. I was here with my best friends and they just went for their sudden work and now I was just going to have fun with the other friends who are just upstairs.” You are getting annoyed and tried to turn around but the grip on your hand didn’t let that happen rather pulled you towards the glass table in front of them.

“Did we tell you to leave?” Seonghwa said placing the wine glass on the table.

“Why will I listen to you?”

“You actually never listened to us and always acted on your own.” Jongho looked up at your standing figure and eyes scanning the body.

“Don’t act like we know each other. Just let me enjoy my day and you guys carry on yourselves with whatever you were doing.”

“Why are you out in these clothes?” San spoke, he is no more laughing like before but glaring at you. You jerked your hands from Mingi’s grip and brushed your hairs before tugging them behind your ears.

“Oh gosh. First Mingi and now you, what is the problem of me wearing anything. This is my day to enjoy myself and you all let me do it.” Wooyoung laughed at your annoyed plead. He stands up and comes in front of you. Hands tracing your face slowly and then he gripped your jaw tightly.

“Follow what we are telling you to do or else you have to regret more.”

You parted your lips to argue back with him when Yunho comes beside you where Mingi was standing before. Where is he? Looking around, you can’t spot him anywhere. Yunho holds your hand and kiss it softly, “We missed you.” He smiles at you.

“What?” Your confused eyes staring at both the males standing near you. Seeing them after years is really telling you how much you have missed them but this is not right. You can’t be with them again. They don’t trust you or love you like once they had.

San came up to you and pulled you towards the sofa and made you sit between his thighs with Yeosang on his side. Your short dress riding up made all the males eyes focusing on your thigh. Your attempt to pull the dress down earned a slap on your thigh from him.

“Ahh…..”

“Oh love, how much I missed this sound?” Hongjoong spoke up, his eyes covered with some hairs falling in front looking directly at you. He nears to your frame and sat himself down on his knees in front of you. Putting his two hands on your bare thighs, he starts to draw patterns and this is giving you some sensation which you don’t want to feel right now. Yeosang is playing with your hairs. San is holding you tightly on the place. You were looking at Seonghwa who was busy telling a man about something and when he caught you staring at him, he spoke up, audible to his brothers.

“I got the room we asked for, let’s go there before someone becomes impatient.”

You felt a kiss on one of your thighs and when you look down, the man sitting in front of you is smiling innocently. He speaks softly, “that’s good then.”

“I can’t wait for that.” Wooyoung said excitedly while putting a hand around Yunho. The latter agreed nodding his head.

You heard someone whispered in your ears beside you, “me too.” His breath fanning over your ears. When you look that way, you see Yeosang smirking at you.

“I’m not going anywhere with you all.” You glared at Yeosang but your body becomes stiff when San’s hot breath hits your other ear and he licks the ear lobe.

“San…..”

“Yes pretty. Dou you want something?” You look towards others where some are either smirking or others pretending as if everything is normal.

“Who said we are going to listen to you?” Jongho suddenly spoke from the corner and you both turned to that direction.

Honjoong is still sitting down in front of you and when your gaze falls on him, he smiles “Let’s talk out everything first. Will you?”

You nodded on his words and Seonghwa directed all of you to the destined room.

On your way to the private room, you are hoping to stumble with any of your friends and then you can just escape this situation. Somehow, in the corner of your mind, you are feeling excited to meet them again after such a long time and just don’t want to ruin the moment when you just got back them.

Entering the room, your heartbeat increases and you can smell your favorite aroma of air freshner and the red led light decoration making the atmosphere unnecessarily too hot even when there is an air condition.

“Come Y/N.”

The oldest who is having a firm grip around your wrist all the way from downstairs to the second floor of the hotel pulls you to a corner. There was a similar L-shaped corner sofa with two mini sofas on other sides of the tea table. All the males scattered themselves around the room. You sit on the mini sofa facing the bed and you can see Wooyoung and San sitting on the edge with their focus on you. You avert your eyes to the corner chair beside the bed where Jongho is sitting and rummaging through the drawers of the bedside stand. Then, there Seonghwa is already sitting beside you holding your hands on his lap and waiting for others to settle down.

“Y/N? How are you?” Yeosang asked you slowly from the other mini sofa.

Your eyes search for any roguish look on his face but his look is otherwise, “I’m fine. Of course, I need to be fine when you all just being out there believing some bitch.”

“It’s not like that Y/N.”

“Then what is it Hongjoong?” You looked over to the big space where Yunho sitting near you and then Hongjoong to your exact opposite and beside him Mingi.

“You misunderstood us.”

“Look Mingi, now you can’t make myself the guilty here.”

“Y/N, please relax and listen.” Seonghwa squeezed your hand.

“I’m trying but I don’t know what’s the point of explaining anything when everything was over back then and we are good on our own way.”

“No one is better than having you around with us.” Yunho said. “You are not happy too.”

“I am fine and all these months I was enjoying my new life without you all.”

“Yeah, sure those two boys are really keeping company with you in every possible way, no wonder how you both were hugging each other.”

“He is my bestfriend.”

Some made noises of annoyance or some just ‘tsch’ in reply.

“Y/N. I’m sorry.”

Seonghwa is always the first one to apologise to you or to other seven of them because him being the oldest, he never tries to show his authority like Hongjoong but wanted to take responsibilities of everyone’s problem and make them feel at ease by reminding them that he can take care of them.

“I’m sorry that we acted like that. We didn’t mean to upset you rather we were just trying to know the real story apart from her lies. I guess we should have given you some time. You seemed upset when she treated you like that on that day.”

Yunho added, “We never trusted her single word. We believe in you. We only believe you baby.”

“Even if I lie?”

“Yes.”

“How come you never try to find me or never tried to convince me to get me back home?”

Hongjoong made an eye contact with you, “Who told we never know your whereabouts?”

“Huh?”

Yeosang smiled, “We have been keeping updates about you every day and so that’s why I just asked you how are you.”

“So, you all were stalking me?”

“Well absolutely because we can’t let anyone get to own what is ours.”

“You are stupid Mingi. It’s not like some random people gets to own me whenever they want.”

“It’s not about some randomness. We can see how you have this little crush on Jaehyun.” San suddenly spoke up from the bed and then when you saw that everybody’s eyes are on you.

“WTH! He and Taeyong are my bestfriends and they were always there with me whenever I needed help and I always have the assurance to run back to them to escape my problem.”

“And what about us? Were we not there?”

“Wooyoung. I didn’t mean that.”

“Did we not help you with anything? We were the one you cried and spend sleepless nights for your parents. We were the one who always prioritize you on the top before anything. We cared about your happiness, your career, your needs and your love. We used to keep you at home only to ourselves but when we found out your loneliness, we let you to go outside to have fun with your friends but now your friends are everything to you only just because of that one night misunderstanding.”

“Woo- “

“No. I don’t want to listen.”

“Wooyoung, shut up.”

The one beside you made him shut up and hold your face to look at his smiling face, “We know that you still miss us. You are just afraid how to express yourself after all these months.”

“I don’t know…” wooyoung made a ‘tsch’ sound and Jongho shot him a glare.

Hongjoong poured his drink in a glass from one of the bottles displayed on the centre table, “We are not here for casual talk. Why do you think we are here today? Coincidence? No, not really. We knew about your plans for today from some NCT members and this was the only chance to have you talk to us somewhere private.”

“I don’t want to talk to any of you. I have to go.”

“Do you think after waiting for all these times and letting you to collect yourself just to say sorry and let you go?”

“Why will you not let me go? I understand that I misunderstood you all but you could have convinced me to return in some other ways.”

“You would not have listen.”

“Jongho….. I waited everyday for one of you to come and take me back to where I actually belong. No one came and now after all these days here, you are suddenly apologizing to me for that day.”

Tears rolled down your cheeks and you clutched Seonghwa’s jacket when he hugged you. His cologne hits your nose and then when your memories with him flashed in front of you.

“Shh.. It’s okay. We are here now and you are not alone.”

“You all will leave me alone again if this kind of thing happen in future. Wooyoung will blame me for everything again. I don’t need your sympathy when I know nothing will last long.”

“Y/N.”

Someone is behind you and the person is stroking your head to calm down your sobs.

“You used to share everything with me. So, trust me after seeing your condition like this, none of us are going to let this repeat again.”

You collect yourself but your face is messed up with tear strains and loose hairs all over your face. You turned to see the person behind you and see San giving you a comforting smile. You look around the room for once and then poured a glass for yourself not knowing if you even like the drink or not. Yeosang was about to stop you from drinking it but you stare at him and Hongjoong prevents him from interrupting you. The leader is the only one who knows you well, exactly how much your body is adaptable to everything. You chugged down the drink of bitter taste with closed eyes. In this messed up situation, the bitter taste seems somewhat pleasant but still the disgust on your face extended a glass of water from Mingi.

“We wanted to get you back but Taeyong threatened us not to go near you or he might have to report us”, Mingi said.

“I didn’t know. He did?”

“Of course, he would not have told you. He never wanted you to be stressed more. No matter what, we should have come to you earlier.”

“How can I believe you?”

“How you want to believe us?”

“Do you- Do you all still love me?”

Hongjoong chuckled, “What is your wild guess?”

“I don’t know….”

“Your mind is really working slow today. You are the only mean to live our life. We are nothing without you. You don’t know how some of them were like after you left us. You are the heart of our party. They were uncontrollable without you but to give you space I had to restrain them from all the possible acts they could have pulled off to get you back. Wooyoung was in top of that list and that’s why he spoke to you like that earlier.”

Your eyes followed where the said man is sitting and when he saw you staring at him, he avoided your gaze.

“Prove it.”

Your eyes taking in their looks with equal amount of time to each and their confused face staring down at you.

“What?”

“Prove it that you all still love me.”

“Y/N….”

“Do it before I change my mind.”

“All of us?”

“Yes.”

Seonghwa exchanged a look with Hongjoong when he guides you towards the bed and Wooyoung stood up and takes your previous spot.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Yes. You all said that I am the heart of your party so prove how important is this heart to you to enjoy your party.”

Without wasting a second moment to hear your complaints or for you to change your mind suddenly, he attached his lips to you and your back slowly hit the bed with him on top of yourself. You closed your eyes on the impact and let him do whatever he wants to do right now. His soft hands brushing your cheeks and lips dancing with yours as if they are the ones dancing on a rhythm in this party with the melody of all past memories. His kiss always tastes sweet and you don’t know whether its because of his strawberry addiction or his sweet love for you. You opened your eyes to look at him and see him already staring at you with heart eyes. When you both were out of breath, he moved back and rested his forehead on yours.

“I missed us.”

“Me too.”

You are somewhat warm to know that Seonghwa is the one leading the situation to wherever this is going. You feel a bit shy on seeing their lustful eyes are all on you. Seonghwa takes your act to let him assure you.

“It’s okay Y/N. You don’t have to be shy. Its not like we haven’t seen this before.”

You nodded and let him to ride up your dress to expose your panty. His face moved closer to the heat and kissed your clothed clit. You gasped on the sudden contact and clutched his hair. He sits himself on his knees to remove his jacket and shirt and reveal his abs and well-built muscles and then when you can see those flexing muscles, the muscles which kept you warm underneath it, in tired nights

Your spread-out body in the middle of the bed is getting the attention of eight males all at once and this is sending sparks to you. Every touch from the man near your feet is igniting the spark. These touches and the longingness in their eyes for you. You have missed all of these so much. You missed laughing with them, waking up with them after cuddle nights or sex nights. Them showing love to you in different ways and you returning the love to them is what you missed all these past months.

Seonghwa returned to resume his action and this time he slides down your panty to expose the main treat of the party. He quickly licked a mouthful strip of your arousal and you moaned. Your moan earned some grunts from all around the room.

“My pretty baby tastes the sweetest.” He inserted a finger to prep you and the bed dip beside your head. You avert your gaze from the man between your legs to the new comer beside you to see Jongho peeking down at you. He brushed your hairs away from your face and give you a soft smile.

“You don’t need to supress your moans. Please let us hear you. I missed your sweet sounds when you are feeling so good.”

“Jongho…”

The sudden curl of the finger hit your g-spot and you move your attention to the man below who is eager to have your eyes on him when he is the one giving you pleasure. Getting the attention he needed, he plopped inside another finger to stretch you out and his thumb spreading your juices all over the folds and the walls inside as if he is preparing his favorite dessert with garnishing it with chocolate syrup. Your silent moans turned into a big gasp when he suddenly entered you. You didn’t notice how he paused for a moment to free himself from his pants and then enter you when he felt you are ready.

“Seonghwa!”

“It’s okay baby. Calm down. Relax and just focus on the pleasure not the pain.”

Jongho kissed your head and added, “You came here to relax and enjoy in the first place. So, we will have every possible way to take away all of you pain and let you enjoy our private party.”

Your teary eyes stare directly to Seonghwa’s lustful eyes, “h-have you taken the protection?”

“Don’t worry, you don’t have to think about becoming a mother of my child right now.”

“That’s only his words. You can’t be sure of others.”

Everyone chuckled on Wooyong’s yell for accusing Seonghwa. Your pain turns into pleasure with the increase of the intensity of each thrust. Seonghwa intertwined his fingers with you and kissed you softly and thrusts you deeper hitting your g-spot. Seonghwa is always the one who is gentle with you whenever you are not in a mood but he can be a monster if you allow him to wreck you. Being the oldest has a lot of responsibilities but you never treated him that way and let him feel he can also voice out his problems to you. You always loved hearing him and then spending days and nights with him.

You moaned into his mouth when he is hitting your spot to the edge and with a last hit, you let it loose. Seonghwa grunt and slowed his movement

“Seonghwa….”

“Fuck.”

As promised, he pulled it out quickly to let his seeds spill over your belly and wiping it off slightly. The feeling of love by Seonghwa and him being so close with you and your fragile body shaking under his warmth.

“I love you Y/n.” You nodded and collecting your thoughts to reply him back but he kisses you on the forehead and shushed you.

“It’s okay love, you don’t have to say anything to me. I know you love me but just let me prove it to you. For now, you only listen to me and you can say it to me someday later.”

All this time, Jongho was praising you with sweet words and stroking your head to ease you. Seonghwa retreat himself to disappear into washroom and dressed up himself only in boxers and pants. Your foggy head is not taking in the surrounding well but suddenly you felt someone kissed your feet and in reflex you curl your toes, a shirtless Yeosang trailing kisses from your feet up to your leg and inner thigh with adoration in his eyes is looking up to you.

“Yeosang…I….need you.”

“Wait a moment bird, let me adore my bird’s delicate body after so many months. I missed this heat radiating from you. My cold lips were aching for your heat and I can’t waste any bit of it."

Your juices mixed with Seonghwa’s are still leaking from you and you felt his hot breath near your core and then your legs trying to close the distance. His strong hands grip your thigh to make it still and he rose his body to hover you and pull off the dress from you revealing your hidden delicacy to him. He eyed you intensely and smiled at you. He plopped a boob inside his mouth earning a loud moan from you.

“Yeosang!”

“Mine.”

He repeated the action to your other one and sucking the nipples hard. Your hands gripping the bedsheet strongly as if you will float if you lose the grip. He kissed on the middle of the chest and the kisses moved from your chest to shoulders and stomach and then to your lips. The kiss is delicate, too delicate than his previous actions but it is quick because you can feel his hands moved away from your breasts to his pants to free his paining tiny member. His member is teasing your entrance and you are whimpering under him. With a last kiss, he thrusts inside you. His thrusts are rough, not too rough but a bit rougher than the oldest one with whom you spent a soft sex few moments ago.

“Slow down. Y-you are t-too fast..”

“It’s okay bird. It will be okay. Just take it. I know you can.”

You moved your head sideways in pleasure to see Jongho is still on your left but this time Mingi has sat himself on the other side mimicking jongho’s posture. When he locks eyes with you, he gives you a soft smile. You can see seonghwa sitting on a chair near the bed just behind Jongho. They are all coming near to you even when you are in such intimate position with another member. They are trying to be close with you with every passing minute. Your hands strangled in Yeosang’s hair earning a grunt of pain when you pull his hair on him hitting your spot.

“Ah….”

“Say it loud. Let me hear my bird’s sweet melody.” He moved down to suck your neck and bites it leaving some bruises all over the neck.

With last three deep thrusts, you both cum together. He is still riding out his high and you with your blissed out face staring at him.

“I love you Y/N, my bird.” He scans your face and added, “Don’t say anything. We only want you to hear us today. I want to hear the sweet melody of my bird.”

He pecked you before retreating himself and giving you the kindest smile and went away. Your eyes followed him until your vision got blocked by Jongho’s muscular figure. He is taking off his shirt and your eyes following his movements that how quickly he was with freeing himself from all the unwanted materials on his body. You craned your neck to see San taking Jongho’s previous position and he smiled at you.

They all are smiling at you whenever you are locking eyes with them.

‘Are they mocking me?’

‘Are they making fun of my current situation?’

They are not interrupting others when they are having their private moments with you. They are giving you space even when they are practically so close with you. Mingi on other side is still occasionally stroking your upper arm or your shoulders to sense your uncomfortableness.

“Y/N. You are again overthinking. Your creased eyebrows and confused eyes literally telling me everything.”

This boy always understands you even when you don’t speak out your thoughts and still always try to calm you down with your overthinking nature. Jongho is always a reserved member among them and you know he is generally shy showing his feelings towards you and you are sure, he will hesitate to show his love for you in front of the presence of others.

“I missed you so much Y/N.”

Your mind cleared a bit to register his words and you try to give him a little smile. He reveals his gummy smile which totally making him look like a naked teenage boy standing at the foot of the bed. He quickly hovered you to trail kisses from your belly to your chest and to your lips. But, he didn’t kiss. He kissed you on the forehead.

“I want to break down this delicate body under me, with my love. But not today. Maybe some other day when it will be only you and me.”

“Jongho, its okay if you-“

“Shhhh…We told you to be quiet. Don’t speak and just enjoy the party.” And with that he thrusts inside you with his lips on you. You gasped into his mouth and he took the opportunity to explore the inside of your mouth with your teeths crashing each other and tongues rolling over, mixing your salivas. Every kind of fluid of your bodies are mixing at the moment, the way your hearts are sealing to each other again. His thrusts are fast and with your previous orgasms, this one brings you to your next one closer too soon. His hands gripping your hip is definitely leaving bruised and his handprints and similarly your one hand gripping his hair and the other one bedsheet.

“I’m c-close Jon-g-gho.”

“Me t-too.”

That’s it. He quickly pulled out and moved apart.

‘Yeosang didn’t pull out.’ Jongho noticing your actions, quickly sush you by telling you that they will give you pills later if necessary.

“I love you, my apple.” he paused to stare at you for few seconds and added, “I had no one to read them stories to sleep. You were not there to ask me how was my day and to know my problems which I try to hide back from everyone. I’m so happy to get you back to myself. Losing you was the biggest nightmare to me.”

He giving you his gummy smile for the last time, went away. Someone is stroking your legs from the other side and then when you see hongjoong with a concern on his face looking at you.

“Are you okay?”

You nodded. You can’t reply with your fucked up mind. You are thinking of letters to form a word.

“You can go for more right?”

You again nodded. He took this as his signal to prepare himself to come closer to your body. San wiped off some of your sweat from the face and pat your head. Your attention is full on the leader. The way he took off his jacket attractively and throwing it off on the sofa and then swiftly removing his t-shirt showing his hard works on building his perfect body as he desired for himself. No. The body he always eager to build up to show you that he is better than everyone for you and only you. Of course, not comparing to his other members of the group.

“Follow the light signal, okay? If you are feeling too much, just tell me the light.”

With your assurance, he brings his face near your heat and giving it a peck before sliding in his tongue and sucking your clit hard.

“Hongjoong...”

Every inch of your body is delicate and your core is literally a flooded tank. He is sucking up all your leaking juice. He can be the one to listen to everybody patiently and coming up with final decisions but he is not patient inside the locked doors. He is never gentle with you on bed because he likes to show off his authority even if it means during the sex.

The moment you were close with your climax, he stops and moved upward to kiss you. The example of not being gentle. He ignored your whimpers and kissed you roughly. The way he is moving his lips as if you are his ‘thirty seconds to fame’ artwork and he has to give his all in his art to prove himself the best to you.

He inserts you and he grunts on feeling the wet walls swallowing him. You gripped his shoulders to take him inside your sensitive part without any pain.

“I am the best for you, You are mine. No one can take you away from me.”

“Hongjoong-“

“Mine to love. Mine to hate. Your everything is mine.”

His thrusts are fast and rough. He has no patience or mercy for you during this moment but he always apologizes later for his actions. But you kinda like him this way because of his way, this side is what turns you on the most and the first time you fell in love with him was when he was angry with Wooyoung at an event in college. Well speaking of this another boy, you can hear someone saying he would be the last one to participate in this party.

“Fuck.”

He didn’t pull out but thrusts deeper and you let him to do it until he rode out his high. You don’t have anymore energy to fight him back or to explain anything to anyone.

“I love you, my lady.”

“Hmm..”

“I love you and want to show you everything I can do for you. I will wait for your orders everytime, scold me, hit me, shout at me but don’t leave me again. Please.” You nodded.

He caressed your cheeks and kissed your lips then forehead and then finally on your chest before detaching himself and went away.

You are lifted up by someone pulling your hands and making you sit when you felt the bed dips behind you. You slightly open your eyes to see freshen up Yeosang holding your weak body and smiling down at you. Before you can contemplate what is going on, a pair of hands turn you around and made you sit facing them. The person was sitting naked leaning to the headboard and legs spread wide open and you in between his legs and your legs over his on either side. Your body is a bit too weak to handle your sitting posture on your own so the person in front of you is supporting your balance.

“Are you still with me Y/N?”

“M-mingi…”

Your previous orgasms are still hitting your body and you are floating in Cloud 9. You don’t know if your make up is still okay or how is even your smudged face looking like right now. You are definitely reflecting ugliness to him. His one hand keeping your balance and the other one caressing your face. Your thoughts are clouding between their genuine love for you and they be leaving you for being so ugly at this moment.

“Yes doll, it’s me. Your Mingi.”

“I-I’m with you…Don’t leave me.”

“No one is leaving you, my doll.” Your sensitive and delicate body cant control your emotions and you started sobbing. Mingi wiped off your rolling tears and kissed the tear stained cheek.

“Can you take me?”

You nodded on his words and then he guides you to sit on his member. You jerked when his hard tiny partner hit your soft folds.

“Ah…”

“Just tell me if you are not okay and I will stop. I don’t want to hurt you. I want you to relax.”

“Mingi…..I can do it. I’m….I’m fine.” Your tried to move your hips when he grips it still to make you stop.

“Whats wrong?” you are scared if you have done anything wrong but Mingi’s assuring smile made you calm.

“Stay still. I told you to relax so let me do all the work.”

He is grinding his hips and thrusting upwards making you bounce on his laps. Your moans and whimpers echoed in the room. Your hands holding tightly Mingi’s shoulders for your dear life. Your body is too weak but you don’t want to make him stop to make him feel like he is hurting you. He is not hurting you maybe his words did that day but not today. He is a very sensitive person when comes to emotions but he can handle them very well to make others valuable with the attention they needed when they are vulnerable so he stays strong. Maybe he is a giant one in the group but he is really a softie when it comes to care for you. The sweet words flow from his mouth with his deep voice is really something that make you feel like the most precious person.

“You are doing so good for me doll.” He added,“Are you okay?”

“Yes…just too much.”

“Am I hurting you?” he slowed down his movements to which you squeezed your hold on him. His hands tracing your side frame to release any sort of tension in your body because of discomfort.

“NO NO Mingi. Please don’t stop. Its just too much at a time but please don’t stop. I want you. I need you to fill me up.”

He kissed your lips to make your ramblings stop. He knows that you are not in your right mind at this moment but you are conscious enough to let him know if you are on the verge to fall apart. His thrusts are a bit too deep and you can feel his length poking inside of you and then when it hit the g-spot. The familiar building up of a knot in your stomach sends a shiver all through your body. His one hand holding your hips to thrust into you and other hand holding your neck to deepen the kiss. He is kissing you with passion like you both kissed on your first day. This memory flash to your mind and you smiled a little in your kiss.

“Why a-are you s-smiling?”

You shook your head and rest your head on his shoulder and your mouth near his ears. Your hot breath on his neck is pushing him to the climax.

“I-I’m go-going to cum.”

“Cum on me doll.”

Your knot looses and let yourself break free. He caressed your bare back and kissed your shoulder. His thrusts for three more times and then he quickly pulls himself out to spill his seeds on your lower belly. He pats your head and your eyes closed to the touch.

“I love you, my doll. I missed you so much.”

He kissed you on your head and you can feel someone pulls you away from him and puts you on their lap. Your hooded eyes try to take in the situation but your hazy vision is not letting you to get a grip of the image of your surroundings. Your heavy breathing slowed down and someone is rocking you on their lap like you are a baby being protected from the monsters of your night mare.

“It’s okay, Y/N. Relax. I’m here. Take some rest.”

“Yunho…. No…. I can.”

“Shhh….Close your eyes. Calm your nerves. You are too exhausted and I don’t want to make you feel overwhelmed.”

You slightly open your eyes to look around to find Seonghwa, Hongjoong, yeosang and Jongho are all dressed up and sitting on the sofa and honjoong is looking back at you while rest three of them are busy with something. He nodded to your direction, you can feel yunho is speaking something but you cant make out the words or even you don’t know if he is speaking to you or someone else. Your legs loosely placed together on one side of his lap and your whole body engulfed in his warm hug. His hot tight abs are in touch with your melting weak body making you the most delicate thing in that room.

The air is filled up with the smell of drinks and sex. You are not a fan of drinking other than enjoying your vodka from this club but the taste of different flavors from the different kisses and sharing such intimate moments during the taste is what you love the most with them. That’s why you missed coming to clubs with them.

It was never been easy to be in a poly relationship with eight boys but their love for you really proved their genuine need of you in their life. Everytime you thought back then to end this thing between you all, they pulled out something different each time to make you forget about your decisions. You loved it. You loved them equally but differently. Their way of showing you love is always different from others and you liked the uniqueness and loved them in their own way. Maybe you want different kinds of love at a time which is not burdening you or overwhelming you but making you feel safe and important.

San sitting on the bed near you caressed your legs when he sees you zoning out. Your eyes travel back to his face and he signalled you to close your eyes. You let the exhaustion engulf you and snuggled into Yunho’s neck to which he holds you tighter.

The atmosphere is silent and the sound of air conditioner is audible which had no existence to your ears few seconds back. The room is cold and even every specific thing inside the room is quite cold except the warm bodies all around the room. A tiny sleeping body is being hugged by a giant in his boxers and staring down at the figure in his hold. Another pair of eyes is focusing on the sleeping face.

“San. Do you want to go next?”

The pair of eyes travels from your face up to the speaking person’s face to give him a head shake.

“ No Yunho. Last time she saw you and wanted you. It’s better if you go next. I can wait here unlike someone else.” He glanced to the person sitting on the other side on the other side of the bed.

“Shut up. I am waiting for my turn since the first person made his move. If you were in my position then only you could have felt my pain.”

“Oh! So painful story. I’m so hurt hearing you. Can I help you with it?”

Wooyoung made an annoyed face and throw a pillow at the smirking person. Suddenly a phone starts to ring from the bedside table and it was yours with the caller id ‘Markieee’ on display. Wooyoung quickly picked it up before it can disturb your sleep even more.

“Hello?”

“Yo girl Y/N. Where are you? Taeyong told us you will be near the dance floor but couldn’t find.”

“She is not in the club.”

“Who are you?”

“Lot more important one than you in her life.”

“Huh? Tell me you shit. Is my Y/N okay? Where is she?”

“She is not your-“

Hongjoong snatched away the phone from his hold to shot him a glare and smiled in the call.

“She is safe with us. I’m Hongjoong. Tell me where you are right now and I can go explain it to you.”

Ending the call with Mark, he signalled Seonghwa and Jongho to follow him. They glanced at you for the last time before leaving the room. Yeosang scan around the bed and returned his attention to whatever he was doing on his phone.

More than one hour has passed after you fell asleep. Yunho laid you down in the middle of the bed and went towards your feet. He holds your ankle and moved them apart revealing your now dried up cunt. He kissed on your knees and then in your inner thighs. His sloppy kiss echoed around the room and then he was mouthing your heat. Your slow movements made him halt and you blinked your eyes open to quickly notice the commotion between your legs. The giant man sends a smile to your sleepy face.

“Wake up, Tiny.”

Your body squirming under his tight grip on your hip to devour you. His tongue knows the exact turn and twist to give you the sparks and to make you feel good in no time. Your hands gripping the bedsheet moves down to strangle his hairs and pushed him further into your heat but he groans.

“You are hurting me. Let me be on my own. Move your hands.”

You quickly retreat your hands but when his tongue starts to play in fast pace, it made your back curled up and your hands again tried to approach him but got held by the two men on your either side.

“Easy there. Take it. We know you can.”

“San. I cant. I want to touch him, please.”

“You will. Just wait a moment.” His words assured you and you hit your climax. You can feel Yunho is sucking up all your spilling juices and with a last kiss, he moves upward to kiss you on your lips to give you a taste of yourself for the first time this night. His kiss is slow and dominative and the way he is biting your lips, you know it will be swollen later.

“The tiny one is the sweetest.” He slightly taps your nose with a finger made you giggle a bit.

Yunho, he is always the dominative one on bed. He will listen to all your sulking demands other times but you can’t get to say a single word on bed. He likes to wreck you and see you whimper underneath him, he likes to watch you fall apart under him because that is how he knows that he is making you feel good like no one else can ever do. The way he pushed himself into you and tears pooled in the corner of your eyes. They left your hand loose and you quickly hugged Yunho who is hovering your tiny frame and your hands wander over his flexing back.

Feeling your hands tickling to his skin, he thrusts deeper and hits your spot making you scream out his name.

“Yunho!”

“Am I making you feel good? Say it tiny.”

“Yes yes you are.”

He moves his face closer to your neck and sucks your sweet spot before biting it down in the process. Your fingers dig deeper into his back and your nails scratching leaving read marks all over. He likes to be marked like this and to see it later that how he can perfectly get a hold of you and make you feel good. The increase of his pace ignites your body knowing that he is also close to the edge like you. His wet mouth sounds leaving marks all over your neck and collar bones and you moaning his name near his ears filled the room.

“Cum.”

You didn’t even let the word to complete and you come on his dick. He came inside you and ride out his high with you. Your mind this time again hit with the thought of possibilities of pregnancy. He pressed your folds tightly to not let to leak it out from you.

"Look at me."

“Yunho why-“

“I wanted to release myself inside of you. I missed us inside each other please.”

You nodded your head remembering how one of them had said to give you the pills and to stress on that. His fingers tracing over the marks over your soft skin and he smiled to them and other hand caressing your head to calm your restless nerves after the release. His sweats falling over your face is getting mixed with your own. You don’t mind if you get filled up with his sweats instead of his seeds.

“I love you tiny.” He paused to see if you are listening to him or not but when you nodded, he continues. “I missed how your tiny body fits perfectly under my cage. You are perfect to be mine.”

He pulls off himself and kissed your tummy before going away from the scene.

Someone caressed your cheek from your side and the touch is very familiar because the pattern he is tracing is his name. You slowly hold his hand and looked at him.

“San.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yes.”

“You can continue the party, right?”

“Yes, I can. Please san come here and let me show you.”

“Slowly. Slow down there, princess. I can see you don’t want me to feel left out but my first priority is you being fine with this.”

“Yes, I am fine with everything.”

“Really?” This time, wooyoung spoke up with a concern in his question.

“You all really proved me that no matter how far we were, you never forgot every detail of my body and the way you all used to love me.”

San has prepped himself and positioned himself between your legs. Your juices leaked out a little but he is stretching out your folds with his fingers to make some space available for his length. Wooyoung got up when Yeosang and Mingi called him towards them and then when you can hear Mingi has bought some clothes from downstairs and the rest words you cant figure out anymore.

“don’t think we all love you only for your body and to fulfil our needs.”

Your eyes meet San’s intense gaze. He is staring at you as if he is watching every single movement of his prey before jumping on them.

“Huh?”

“We love you because you are the only heart in our life.”

He is thrusting slowly and deeply. He is thrusting deeper with each sentence. He is always the one who likes to speak out his thoughts and make others to do the same to prevent misunderstanding and he was the first one who accused you on your friend’s rumors. He tried to apologize to you later but you never listened and today you are going to give your all ears to him.

“I know.”

“We love you because you were the one, the one we needed in our life to make us fill up the empty spaces, to make us believe in ourselves, to let us be our best. We love you because you are Y/N. You are always different from every girl we came across. If we only wanted to fuck then we could have done with someone else but to make us closer, to turn our relationship more intimate, this was the only option to show you love.”

He added, “The day you decided to leave us we didn’t stop you because we were also hating us to make you feel like we don’t trust you. Please trust me, you cant imagine how we tortured ourselves to hurt you that day. We want to forget that worst of a day and that’s why we are trying to prove us today.”

“Its okay San. You don’t have to explain me all these. Apart from having sex, you all have always proved your genuine love to me in your other actions and I cant explain how lucky I feel to be myself and to be with you all.”

He caressed your cheeks and thrust deeper increasing his pace. He hovers his palm over your boobs and squeezed them earning a loud gasp from you. You gripped the bedsheet tight and let your toes curl and hit the bed. He is hitting your g-spot and your muscles are becoming tensed with the building up of the knot inside you. He is trying to be gentle with you but losing himself in the way.

“San.. more MORE please.”

“yes princess, there you go.”

He is squeezing your breasts, taking one in the mouth and massaging the other one. He is also biting down the region around your boobs to mark you and every time he is releasing the skin from his mouth creating a sloppy sound. He trails the kisses from your chest to the jaw and to your lips tracing a line of saliva.

He is kissing you with the rhythm similar to the wet sounds from where you both are connected down with each other. Both of your sweaty body glowing under the dim light of the room. Your one hand travelled into his hairs when he again goes down to suck your boob. His one hand is squeezing and massaging you and the other one rubbing circles on your clit.

“San…I-I am close….please..”

“I know. Hold on a bit more and you will get what you want.”

He pushed into you deeper if its even possible and then when he asked you to come on his dick. He pulled it out and release himself on your thigh. You both are breathing heavily with him on top of you and the air is a mixture of smell of sweat and different sex. The mixed smell of sweat and sex is the smell of love. The wet sounds, the moans, the grunts, those bites, kiss, those praises during the thrusts are the symbols of love and all these months and years, you have missed it so much.

“I love you, my princess. I was a bad prince to you but now I have to prove myself to be the better one than all those in fairytales.”

You look over to him with your hooded eyes and smiling face and then when he kissed on your eyes and moved back to get over you.

The time didn’t even pass for a second when someone is patting your cheeks. When you open your eyes, you can see wooyoung peeking to you with lust and concern in his eyes.

“Are you with me?”

“hmm….”

Everything is now a bit more sensitive to you. You are curling your hands and legs causing the bedsheet to get displace even when its already wrecked. Your eyes which you can barely keep open for a second followed him. Taking your consciousness as a sign, he took off his boxers and climbs the bed to sit leaning to the headboard. He pulled you up with Yunho helping him to make you sit on his lap. His length is poking in your lower back and your hands travelled to touch it.

“Don’t.”

Your shook your head. Why? Does he not want you? Is he angry with you because he is your last? Tears roll down your eyes. You are sobbing on his lap and your bare back hits his sweaty tanned chest when he pulls you back and holds your chin to make you face him.

“Why are you crying?”

“I don’t want you to think I love others more and didn’t let you join before. I know you are already angry with me more because of what happened when we came to this room.”

“Shh..babygirl..stop crying. I’m not angry with you. I cant be angry with you eveer. I was just….. just felt hurt to see you after so long and your words and thoughts towards my brothers hurt me. I know you are going through a lot of emotions and was just ranting on it. Please forgive me.”

He pecks you.

“Wooyoung, I know you are hurt. I know everyone was hurt. I should have thought about your side as well. You all never left my side but I didn’t let you all to explain to me or try to understand and being a selfish girl to you all. I don’t deserve you back as I had part my ways like that.”

He shook his head and hid hand pats your head, “ Don’t say like that. We don’t know how we are so lucky to have someone like you in our life. You are the one we don’t deserve. You are too precious and perfect for us.”

“Woo-“ His middle finger slips inside your folds and push into you deeper and two fingers stretching you out and his palm pressing on your clit.

You hold his wrist and other grip his thigh. You are squeezing your eyes shut and your every limb of the body is weak and fragile and he is delicately handling every inch of it.

“Anything wrong?”

“No..but you don’t have to prepare me and please I know you are waiting for too long.”

He chuckles on your words. His fingers going in a faster pace and he is sucking your ears and the licking wet sounds and his grunts filling your ears sending direct spark to your core.

“Woo-young.”

“Hm?”

“I need you to fill me up.”

“Sush it because I wont be gentle like any of them. The moment I will insert you, you have to break apart in my arms.”

The curl of his finger and hitting the exact spot was the last thing you need to break loose on his fingers. You are just letting yourself calm down with your release when he inserts his length to your back hole.

“Wooyoung!”

“Is it hurting you? Should I stop here?”

Yunho ran to your side and then when you lift your head up and your teary eyes looking up to him.

“What happened Y/N?”

“No nothing. Its just…I didn’t expect it all of a sudden.” He holds your face and scans if you are lying or not. Wooyoung holding you still with his grip on you hip so that you can’t hurt yourself with any little movement with him inside of you.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes Yunho.”

Nodding his head, he went back to join others and you can see others. Wait! Only Yunho, Yeosang and San is there but where are the others? Yeosang caught you looking at them confused and saw your orbs searching for others.

“Y/N?”

“Where-“

“The rest of them are downstairs. You don’t have to worry. No one has left you.”

Wooyoung taps your shoulders to signal you about him wanting to move. You nodded and he started to grind his hip forward to thrust inside you. You craned your neck to look towards him and he kissed your nose and then your lips. You can feel the taste of alcohol the most in his kiss because he drinks the most than others and he likes to taste different flavors. His hands squeezing your boobs and moving all over the chest and belly even sometimes pinching the nipples. He is literally sucking your lips and if possible, he can eat you up in any instant. You can feel his desperation in feeling you after such long time and even it feels too much for you, you will not tell him to stop because you want him to love you this way, in his own way.

He is always the most energetic and hyped up in the group and he cares for others before himself. If anyone bad mouth or insults him, it does not matter to him until someone doing the same with his close ones.

He breaks the kiss to move your hairs from your back and kissing your upper back and sucking and biting it in the way because he wants some other space, his own to mark you and to make you feel his love in a different way.

He is thrusting you harshly and the rhythm is very rough and hitting every corner of the hole and you can feel his length is exploring around your inside and stretching it out.

Your body is tensing up and his sloppy thrusts are indicating you that he is close and you are also reaching your climax. His one hand gripping tightly your hip and the other one pressing your clit to make you feel his thrust deeper. His thrusts are really rough and he is not willing to be gentle with you for once but you know if you warn him a bit for your discomfort, he is going to stop with his actions just for you to be comfortable with him.

“I’m gonna cum Woo.”

“Fuck.” He releases inside of you.

Your body shaking in his hold and his forehead is resting on your shoulder. Heavy breathing of two bodies along with heat radiating from both of you is mixing with the smell of the sex. He has totally wrecked you and you are vision is hazy and your mind is totally foggy after the rough sex.

“Y/N?”

“Hm?” your reply is near to a whisper but still audible to him. He pulls out and positioned your body sidewise in his arms to take a look of your smudge makeup look.

“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

“No. I’m okay. I-“

“I love you, my babygirl.” He kissed you on the nose and pecked your lips. “I am happy that you are finally in my arms. So vulnerable and so delicate and all because of me and us.”

He is hugging you tightly and caressing your body softly, just the contrasting way he was handling you few moments back in that intimate situation. With a final kiss on your cheek, he smiled at you and someone else took you from him and laid you down near the side of the bed. You tried your best to open your eyes to look at the person, the hold is as if he is handling a delicate thing which can break any moment.

“No need to open your eyes Y/N. Relax and let me take care of you.”

“Hongjoong I-“

“Shh…Sleep.” He is cleaning your body with some wet warm clothes and the cold air of the air conditioner is hitting your skin. One more person is there helping you to turn around and removing the bedsheet from beneath you. From the conversation between Hongjoong and him, you can guess him the youngest member, Jongho.

They put you into a loose trouser and an oversized t-shirt and someone took you in their arms to lift you up in the bridal style. The grip and the praises to lull you to sleep is totally referring to you being in the arms of the giant Yunho. Someone pats your head and you somehow open your eyes to realize your current situation. Seonghwa is patting you and smiling down at you and others are waiting near the door for three of you and Wooyoung who is putting on his t-shirt.

You all went towards the parking area and you are trying your best to stay awake in his arms.

“So, who is going to take which one?”

“Seonghwa, you can take Yeosang and San along with you and rest of them can take the other car. I will go with Yunho and Y/N.”

Everyone agreed and were going in their particular direction of their cars.

“Where are we going?”

They all stopped in their tracks to turn towards Yunho and you and he is already staring down at you.

“To home. To our home. The home is empty without you even if there are eight of us because the heart of our life is missing.”

“Thank you.”

“Why tiny?”

“Thanks for showing that you all are still the same and you all love me the most.”

San speaks, “We will never hurt you again Y/N. We are all sorry.”

You smiled towards them.

“I love you. I love each one of you. I missed you too.”

They all gave you the kindest smile and nodded.

“Thanks for making our party the best. My club has a sweet memory now.”

Everyone laughed on Mingi’s statement and with sweet smiles on everyone’s face, they all went to enter their designated cars.

Wooyoung shout out his thought, “lets have a party like this again but not for the same reason and also I will be the first one.”

They all laughed and entered the car. Before starting the engine, Hongoong looks at the rear-view mirror to see you snuggled up in yunho’s arms in the back seat and the latter cooing down at you like you are a baby in his hold. He looked up in the mirror to meet the eyes of the one in driver’s seat.

“Today was amazing, I want this party again. She is the best treasure of our life.”

“The Heart of Our Party.”

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ATINY…. HONGJOONG LOVERS AND STANS…. GIVE ME YOUR THOUGHTS

“I’m sorry I don’t mean to mess with your plans, but please I can do this, I can defeat the ghost captain.”

The captain raised an eyebrow, and then he smirked at me. “How desperate are you to save your brother. What lengths are you willing to go to.”

I swallow the growing knot in my throat, and give him a nod. He leans close to my ear and whispers “Would you even fuck a pirate king.”

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daceydeath · 2 months ago

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I Want to Watch (Part 5)

Pairing: Wooyoung x reader x Seonghwa Word Count: 2.2K Genre: Pure Filth 🔞 Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Explicit Activities

Wooyoung decides to surprise you with more than just one brilliant idea of his

You always hated when Ateez were traveling for performances or press stuff and this was no different, you had pouted for a whole hour when your boyfriend had informed you they were heading to Japan again for some reason that you hadn't actually listened to because you tuned out when you realized that it would be at the same time that you were meant to be celebrating your second anniversary.

"Baby stop looking so sad I haven't even gotten to the good part yet" Wooyoung grumbled loudly, you mock glared at him and waited for him to continue. "We talked about it and we think you should come too since it will be your birthday".

"You want to take me with you? with Ateez? to Japan?" you asked, looking suspicious.

"Yeah baby I want you to come with us" Wooyoung grinned emphatically at you.

"You guys always room together, I think this might be a 'fuck one of my members while were on tour' fantasy" You replied deadpanned as he huffed theatrically.

"Ok it might also be that but I don't know who I'll be sharing with this time so it might just be you, me and San again" he shrugged as though that ended any of your arguments.

"And what if it's Hongjoong?" you teased knowing full well he hadn't told the captain what was going on in this little experimental sex discovery that you were on. Wooyoung screwed up his nose and walked into the kitchen effectively leaving the conversation there. Rolling your eyes you continued to watch the show you had paused to listen to his plan and waited for him to come back, after a few minutes his phone rang.

"Why is that the first question nearly everyone has answered?" he yelped, making you jump. "No you aren't the first person I have asked, do you want me to put you on speaker? she's here"

"Wooyoung!" Seonghwa's voice floated out of the phone scolding the younger man.

"Hey Hwa" you called from your spot on the couch "How are you?".

"Hi sweetheart, I'm fine just having a minor heart attack because of your beloved idiot" he chuckled anxiously.

"Woo don't be a dick to Seonghwa" you frowned looking at said idiot confused.

"I was texting hyung to see if he wanted to come round and play" Wooyoung smirked, noticing how your mouth fell into a silent 'o'.

"Hwa don't feel pressured you don't have to if it's awkward or makes you uncomfortable" you explained quickly "I won't be offended and we can pretend Woo never asked you".

"See she is completely down, in fact she looks quite happy about the idea" Wooyoung almost growled as you felt yourself flushing all the way to your chest the idea of Seonghwa wanting you making the first wave of arousal hit you like a train.

"I'll be over in 10" Seonghwa ground out his voice already deeper than it was only a moment ago. As the line went dead Wooyoung looked you up and down, noticing how you shifted in your seat heat already building in your core.

"If you are a good girl I might even let him taste you instead of fucking you" Wooyoung's honeyed voice making you swallow hard and lick your lips. "Now be a good girl and go to the bedroom and strip down to your underwear".

You had to stop yourself from bolting, Wooyoung had first been offended and then teased you relentlessly for months when he found out that before he had asked you out you had had a big fat crush on Seonghwa and although you loved your boyfriend it didn't mean you found Seonghwa any less appealing than you originally did. You heard Wooyoung's voice welcoming and directing Seonghwa towards where you were waiting perched on the bed in just your lace lingerie.

"She's already waiting hyung" Wooyoung chuckled as Seonghwa appeared in the doorway looking every bit the predator looking to strike.

"Fuck, look at you sweetheart. All pretty just for me" Seonghwa's smooth voice went straight to your core making it clench and drip around nothing in anticipation.

"Hi Hwa" you bit your lower lip preening at his compliment.

"Now we have a few rules like I told you before but you can pick which one you want you can either fuck her or eat her out the choice it up to you hyung" Wooyoung's low matter of fact tone made you pout even though you continued to stare at Seonghwa.

"And what happens if your pretty little girlfriend wants both of those things?" he raised his eyebrow challengingly as he slowly slunk towards you.

"Well if she wants that she has to be extra good, don't you baby?" Wooyoung cooed, his fingers grasping your chin to make you look at him.

"Please Woo, I'll be so good I promise" you whined pitifully looking at him through your lashes as he loomed above you. "I'll be the best girl ever, please".

"God you are so fucking sexy when you beg" Wooyoung groaned letting go of your chin and moving towards his desk chair when he sat himself down legs spread wide already palming himself through his jeans.

Seonghwa wasted no time, his long fingers grabbing your chin and tilting your head up to press his lips gently to yours. His perfect plump lips so soft against yours as he sensually deepened the kiss sliding his tongue between your lips to explore your mouth while you whimpered.

"Can I touch you Hwa?" you mumbled against his lips.

"Of course sweetheart, how would I fuck you otherwise" he purred sexily letting you reach out to grab the shirt he was wearing, undoing the buttons one by one to expose slivers of his beautiful golden skin. He moved his fingers to trace the outline of the lace that clad your breasts making goosebumps erupt across your skin, opening his shirt you reached up to push it from his shoulders letting it fall gracefully to the floor letting your hands glide down his pecs and abs before he began undoing his belt.

“Anything off the table sweetheart or can I do whatever I want with you” Seonghwa murmured his eyes searching yours to make sure you understood.

“You can do anything you like Hwa” you bit your bottom lips as his fingertips dragged against your nipples pinching one of them softly making you arch slightly. Stepping out of his pants he elegantly sunk to his knees spreading your own further apart to accommodate him pulling you in by the nape of your neck to kiss you again while he continued to tease you with his fingers.

“You are so fucking beautiful” Seonghwa breathed his hands now rubbing up and down your thighs his ebony eyes dropping to take in how wet the lace between your legs was “so fucking perfect sweetheart” he smirked letting his fingers begin to trail over the wet fabric pressing just hard enough for movement to send small jolts through you.

“Hwa. Hwa” you pleaded wide eyed as he lent in to place a chaste kiss to your lips.

“Let him enjoy himself baby, you can’t be selfish or no one will want to play with you” Wooyoung teased, clearly enjoying himself. Before you could respond Seonghwa pushed the fabric aside with one finger exposing you properly to him and leaning to to give your folds a few soft kitten licks.

“God you taste like heaven, no wonder you didn’t want to share that” Seonghwa turned his head towards Wooyoung as he tugged the fabric to shimmy it down your legs.

“I can still tell you to fuck off if I want” Wooyoung laughed as you pouted at him. “Don’t worry baby I won't let you get all riled up for nothing”.

Seonghwa turned back to you, nudging you back so you were propped up on your elbows as he finally gave you what you wanted, his tongue licking a slow stripe from your entrance to your clit making you close your eyes in pleasure before he really went all in. Seonghwa flicked at your clit a few times before moving to push his tongue as deep as he could inside of you, making you mewl and thread your fingers into his hair to keep him as close to you as you could. Switching between licking and sucking on your clit and fucking you with his tongue it was taking an embarrassingly short time before you could feel yourself involuntarily clenching your walls around the wet muscle that seemed to reach exactly where you needed him.

“Seonghwa… oh my god…. Seonghwa” you moaned loudly, rocking your hips against his face shamelessly your clit bumping against his nose only for him to pull away at the last moment making you whine frustratedly.

“Sorry sweetheart but I need you cumming on my cock” Seonghwa smirked, licking your essence from his lips lewdly, you almost sobbed feeling your high fade while Seonghwa finally shucked off his pants grabbing your legs and tipping you backwards so your legs were now against his chest. Your eyes instantly drew to the long and beautiful cock that stood hard against his abs, the blush pink tip already leaking precum making you clench again.

“Look at you baby, so desperate for hyung’s cock that you're clenching before he even gets it inside you” Wooyoung mumbled, staring at your slick folds.

“Please Hwa. Please let me have your cock. I need it” you whimpered, tears beginning to form in the corners of your eyes as you begged so turned on that you couldn’t stop the visceral reaction you were having to him.

“Such a good girl, so sweet and with such good manners” Seonghwa smiled slyly, rubbing the head of his dick against your soaking folds, catching your clit with each movement sending jolts of pleasure through you again.

“Fuck Seonghwa please” you moaned the first fat tear running down your cheek.

“You wish is my command sweetheart” Seonghwa whispered, lining himself up with your entrance and slowly sinking himself inside you until he bottomed out making you both groan in unison. Your mind went blank only registering the feeling of Seonghwa’s hands on your calves and his cock languidly thrusting into you, his hips pressing against your arse as he took his time savoring you.

“You only just started and she looks so fucked out already” Wooyoung laughed breathily but you could barely register his words as you focused on Seonghwa, the slight crease in his brow, the faint sheen of sweat on his chest and brow, the way his lips fell open each time his perfect cock kissed your cervix.

“Harder Hwa” you gasped your fingers tangling in the sheets beside you “need more”.

“Anything for you sweetheart” he groaned sensually snapping his hips harder against you, his cock dragging deliciously against your walls making you arch off the bed with a loud keen. Letting go of your legs Seonghwa moved to spread your legs even further giving him more leverage to fuck you as hard as you wanted. Your eyes rolled back in your head as Seonghwa changed the angle once again, hitting the spot that never failed to make you see stars.

“Ahh… Seonghwa… Don’t stop” you cried your legs beginning to shake as the force of his thrusts bounced you against him with each thrust.

“C’mon baby I know you’re close” Wooyoung ground out his voice tight as he got closer to his own high.

“Be a good girl um all over my cock sweetheart” Seonghwa grunted, gripping your waist tightly, his fingers digging into your skin.

“Seonghwa… Ngh…. Ahh too much” you sobbed feeling the coil in your belly finally snap making your whole body shake and your walls flutter around Seonghwa.

“Such a tight warm pussy sweetheart, Fuck want me to fill you up?” Seonghwa moaned, not slowing his thrusts down to drag out your orgasm for as long as he could.

“Please, please please” you babbled your vision blurred by the tears falling from your eyes freely now.

“You are so beautiful when you cry and beg” Wooyoung whimpered, his voice breaking off as he came all over himself watching his hyung ruin you.

“So, so beautiful” Seonghwa echoed before latching onto one of your nipples through their lacy covering nibbling and swirling his tongue around it. Your walls continued fluttering around him as he pushed you through your over stimulation, his soft moans against your skin sending your body into a pleasure overdrive.

“Fuck” you choked out raggedly before arching off the bed again your walls clamping like a vice around Seonghwa like they were trying to suck him deeper inside of you. Your vision blurry the tears and black spots now making it impossible for you to focus on anything as you trembled intensely against the sheets.

“Holy shit” Seonghwa gasped filling you up with thick ropes of his warm seed “Fuck sweetheart”.

“If I knew you were going to like hyung that much I would have asked him first” Wooyoung chuckled breathlessly, slumping back against the chair he was in.

“Shut up Woo” you whined, feeling empty as Seonghwa pulled out of you his fingers trailing along the skin of your calves soothingly. Wooyoung cackled getting up and going to the bathroom to get a washcloth to clean you up with.

“Got to admit sweetheart if I knew you were interested back then I would have asked you out before Wooyoung” Seonghwa whispered almost shyly despite having just fucked you senseless making your eyes widen and face flush a darker shade of pink then it already was. “He may have mentioned it when I got here”. You covered your face listening to his musical laugh slightly mortified.

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leeehye · 1 year ago

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a dare after all…(C.S)

“…I will show you how crazy you actually make me sweetheart…”

Summary ~ Y/n’s crush on her bodyguard, Choi San becomes known after a mischievous dare at a party. What she doesn’t know is if he feels the same.

warnings ⚠️ ~ mentions of alcohol, touching, language, mentions of sex, suggestive 🔞

a/n ☁️~ I am just loving San right now with Ateez new comeback I had to write this for him! 🔥 its kinda short in my opinion. Might have a pt2 ?

🎶MAKE IT BOUNCY 🎵

The music boomed around the place as I danced with Jia, my best friend, giggling while drinking some more. Not gonna lie the alcohol was starting to kick in.

“Girls! Come join we’re playing truth or dare!” Wooyoung yelled from the livingroom as some of the guys started to gather and Jia and I looked at each other before making our way to them. Before I could get to them I felt a strong hand grabbing my arm. Turning my head I caught the eyes of Choi San, my bodyguard. He had been working for me and my family for some months now and I had started to see him as more than a bodyguard, his broad shoulders, and the way his long sleeves were rolled up exposing his veiny arms sometimes made me go crazy or the way he always cared for me. But it would be so wrong to say I had fallen in love with my bodyguard, my father would kill me.

“Miss Y/n…you should stop drinking and it’s getting late…your father—” he started but I cut him off.

“San…my dad is on a business trip, he is barely at home, and I’m not even drinking a lot…” I said smiling nodding my head assuring him that I would be fine. He let go and I sat down on the floor next to Jia and Mingi.

“San! Dude come on join us! Drop the professionalism at least for tonight!” Wooyoung yelled at him laughing. San just shook his head and took a seat on the couch watching, Wooyoung shrugged and looked around at the group of people.

Wooyoung started the game, starting with asking Seonghwa, who chose dare and Wooyoung made him eat a spoonful of chili pepper paste. I kind of felt bad but it was a bit funny at the same time. Some minutes into the game Mingi decided to ask me.

“Y/n! Truth or dare?” Mingi asked making me giggle as my cheeks started to blush for some reason. I was nervous for both choices.

“Um…Truth” I said making it come out as a question from my lack of confidence in this game. Mingi chuckled and thought for a few seconds.

“Hm, would you sleep with a person in this room?” Mingi asked as Wooyoung started laughing seeing my shock face.

“Mingi! Shut the fuck up!” I yelled laughing nervously before clearing my throat.

“Yes” I finished off drinking some more of my alcohol feeling hot.

“Oh! Who?” Wooyoung asked quickly, I shrugged my shoulders.

“I am not answering that! It’s not part of the question!” I yelled, throwing him my empty red cup.

Wooyoung laughed and wiggled his eyebrows at me, making a gesture to look behind me. Turning my head slowly I see San’s gaze fixated on me and I quickly turn back after we made eye contact.

I tried my best to hide my face that showed that San was the person I would like (love) to sleep with. I couldn’t just say it though.

Wooyoung seemed to notice and showed a mischievous smirk and continued the game. After having to do some dares and say embarrassing truths. Wooyoung cleared his throat and asked me

“Truth or dare y/n?” He said still with a smirk and I looked at him confused.

I thought about it for a few seconds, not all dares were bad and truths were getting kind of boring. I laugh softly before looking at him.

“dare…”

He bit his lower lip while laughing. He nodded before speaking

“I dare you to kiss your bodyguard” he said and I felt like just killing myself right then wanting the earth to swallow me whole. My eyes widened and my heart started beating fast. Hearing the people around starting to make teasing noises made it worse.

“I…but he’s not even playing” I said trying to avoid the dare but Wooyoung wouldn’t budge he made an annoying “nah-ah” sound and started making kissing noises to annoy me and Mingi started to push me up on my feet.

“I’m helping you out Y/n” he said winking at me playfully as he waved his hands for me to stand up. I slowly stood up hitting Mingi in a playful yet embarrassed way, and made my way to San who was just as shocked as I was. The only difference was that I actually did want to kiss him and him on the other hand, I wasn’t sure what he felt. I slowly sat down next to him on the couch and moved my hand on top of his. His eyes moved down to see my tiny hand on his large one. Before he could look back up at me and say anything I decided to risk it all. It was a dare after all. That could be my excuse.

“I’m sorry…” I whispered only for him to hear.

I gently crushed my lips on his soft ones staring to kiss him gently, not even a second later he returned the kiss. His hand gently moved to the side of my neck. His touch was so magical it did something to me. It came back to me that we were being watched and I slowly broke the kiss. I hesitated to make eye contact with him, slightly noticing the bit of my gloss still on his lips. I blush hard and got up nervously going back to my spot.

My legs and hands were shaking. My cheeks were probably so red but I could blame the alcohol. I had to admit kissing San was a dream come true.

“Should I dare you to go into a room with your bodyguard next Y/n?” Wooyoung said laughing making me come out of my thoughts and I quickly slapped him on the back of his head with some force but still playfully.

“Yah!” He yelled at me jokingly. The game went on and my mind couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss. His lips, his touch was just so sweet just like I imagined it would be.

God. I have really fallen for my hot bodyguard. And my body wanted more of him.

“Hey Y/n come have some more shots!” Wooyoung yelled at me, serving some more drinks kicking me back to reality.

“No thank you, I…I’m getting drowsy and I want to go home now… I think I drank enough tonight ” I said seeing San in the corner of my eye getting up, making my thoughts come back. God I couldn’t imagine what San was thinking. Did he like it? Did he hate it? Was he comfortable? God.

Wooyoung showed a pout and took the shot he had served me.

“Okay well you’re right, I think you both need to go do things huh?” he said laughing. I widened my eyes and made a face at him to shut up.

“Um…Let’s go San… Bye guys!” I said quickly walking out of the house before Wooyoung could say anything else.

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The ride home was quiet and neither of us spoke. Even if I tried the alcohol was now hitting and I started feeling sleepy, my head slowly hanging as I fell asleep in the car. Minutes later I felt the car come to a stop. My eyes were half open, while I looked around I failed to recognize my own house. I turned my head gently hearing the door open and close and San opened my door.

My drunken self still managed to recall the kiss we shared a few hours ago. He pushed his body into the car ondoing my belt. His neck was on full display for me, he smelled so good, I just wanted to throw myself on him and actually show him how I felt, and just melt into his warmth. He slowly looked at me, our faces close to each other. His strong arm made its way under my thighs and the other one behind my neck and he took me out of the car slowly. My head fell on his shoulder and I kept admiring him with half open eyes.

Good thing I was kind of drunk and that I might forget tomorrow but tonight I wasn’t in the right mind and was willing to risk it all when I asked him the following.

“Did you like it, Sannie?” I mumbled drunkenly. Sannie?! Y/n! Shut up!

After my question I felt his body tense up against mine, his strong arms slowly left my body as he sat me down on the big couch in the living room. My hand quickly pulled him down with me from his shirt.

His eyes widened, quickly holding himself up with his hands to not fall on me completely.

“I asked you a question, San?” I whispered moving his little hairs off his face smiling, his cheeks turned a tint of red as he cleared his throat.

“Miss…I…I don’t think I should answer …I mean it was a game you were playing I don’t—” he started but I cut him off.

“Should I do it again Sannie? It wasn’t just a game to me…” I whispered cupping his face with my hands. His eyes glanced at my lips as he seemed to crave another kiss. I blushed and I started leaning in but he caught my eyes when I saw him leaning in, grabbing my face gently. He now is the one to connect his lips to mine. He was a completely different person from earlier, his tongue slowly licking my bottom lip entering my mouth as our tongues moved against each other. My hands slowly traveled down his chest earning a soft groan from him down to his abs and close to the part where he started to need me most.

He slowly pulls away from the kiss, his breath heavy and a bit fast while he admires me pushing a strand of hair behind my ear.

“Miss Y/n…As much as I want to…I can’t” he whispered softly resting his forehead on mine as if he was trying his best to not do anything wrong. I looked at him and understood his hesitation. I gently cup his cheek with my hand.

“San…I know you are worried about my father…but how about we keep this a secret? I have feelings for you…I would do anything to be with you” I told him shyly looking down.

San showed a gente smile and raised my face with his thumb and index finger.

“As long as you're comfortable with this my princess…” he said before going back to kissing me gently. His other hand slowly went down to touch my thighs gently moving his hand under my skirt. “I will show you how crazy you actually make me sweetheart…”

“S-San…” I moaned against his lips and he slowly pulled away slowly looking at me with his eyes filled with love and desire.

“let’s go to my room…” I whispered and he chuckled, kissing my jawline.

“If we go to your room, I won’t contain myself anymore darling” he whispered, making me widen my eyes slightly. His hand slowly coming up to the spot under my boob.

“you’ve contained yourself?” I whispered softly shyly and his hands gently moved down to my waist gripping it gently with his fingernails and he slowly nodded his head.

“and you don’t know how hard it's been,” he whispered gently against my neck starting to kiss it and marking me.

“Good thing I’m not telling you to contain yourself right?” I whispered into his ear before he kissed me again. This time harder and passionately as my arms swung around his neck. His hands explored my body in a sweet way slowly touching my thighs making a moan escape from my mouth. He slowly pulled me closer, picking me off the couch. I felt his mouth form a smile making my cheeks heat up.

He made his way to my room with me in his arms . Entering my room he kicked the door gently closing it without breaking the kiss slowly moving down to my neck. His touches are so soft and full of love.

He walked us to my bed laying me down as he comes down with me between my legs kissing down my collarbone. While my hands gently touch his muscles on his arms. I feel a smirk form against my skin and he slowly takes me hands and pins them above my head.

“Tonight is all for you my princess…” he whispered and started to unbutton my blouse. My breathing was heavy and slow and watching how he undid a button one my one made me realize he was the man I wanted to take my virginity not because I had a crush on him but because he was my safe place. If I was going to be with someone for the first time…

It had to be Choi San.

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ATEEZ Imagines: Your First Time Having Sex With Them (fem!reader) - Maknae Line Ver.

Hyung Line Ver.

🔞 (NSFW/ 18+/ MDNI) 🔞

TW: protected sex (S, WY) unprotected sex/creampie (MG, JH) sub!reader (S, MG) dom!reader (WY) switch!reader (JH) oral reader receiving (S, MG) oral reader giving (JH) birthday sex (S) forced eye contact (S, WY) manhandling (S, MG) choking (S, WY) praise (S, MG, WY, JH) scratching/marking (S, WY, JH) lingerie (S) sexting (MG) daddy kink (MG) doggy style (MG) mirror sex (MG) car sex (WY) mommy kink (WY) brat taming (WY) degradation (WY) breast/ nipple play (WY) fingering (JH) jerking off (JH) begging (MG, WY, JH) cock warming (JH) finger sucking (JH) overstimulation (JH) neck kissing and biting, dry humping, hair pulling, groping, undressing, pet names, dirty talk, moaning, whimpering, making out, cursing

San:

You and San had been having such a passionate, ever-evolving relationship, and it all came to fruition on your birthday

All you were expecting from him was a gift and maybe a little cake

Little did you know that your boyfriend had MUCH more planned for the day…

He woke you up with breakfast in bed, showered you in gifts, AND took you out to dinner

And of course, he also prepared a cake before you left, and as soon as you got back from dinner, he immediately busied himself with getting it ready

You felt so special and loved, you just couldn’t help but stare at him lovingly

“What?” he asked, laughing lightheartedly as he looked up at you.

“You’re just amazing.” you replied, walking over to him.

“Awh, baby…” He set down the utensils he was using and took you in his arms, his strong hands resting on your waist. He studied your features, eyes sparkling and upturned in a small smile.

“Now you’re the one staring.” you teased him. “Why’s that, hm?”

“You’re just the most beautiful birthday girl ever.” he complimented you, slowly shaking his head back and forth in disbelief.

You felt a tug at your heartstrings, and couldn’t stop yourself from pulling him down by the collar of his shirt to crash your lips against his. He gladly reciprocated, not thrown off guard whatsoever. He immediately matched your intensity, devouring you more and more as his hands snaked up around your waist. Your own hands moved up to his hair, gripping onto it for stability.

“You look so good in this…” he murmured against your lips in his deep voice as his hands roamed around the fabric of your tight dress, gently squeezing the plush of your ass.

“So handsy, San…” you teased him, tugging at the dark locks at the nape of his neck scoldingly.

“How can I help it, look at you…” he grinned, cocking his head to the side in false innocence.

You mirrored his coy smile before pulling him back down to kiss him again. This time, you pressed your tongue against his lips to request entrance. Of course he obliged, lacing your tongue with his own.

“Beautiful, the cake…” he pulled away suddenly, gasping for air. He gestured to the counter halfheartedly at the semi-decorated cake he had been preparing for you a few moments ago.

“It can wait.” you snapped back, your eyes darkening. “I’d rather have something else right now.” You bit your lip and pressed your hips against his now hardened cock. “Besides, are you really going to deny me of my birthday wish?”

The final cord of resistance snapped within him, blood rushing straight to his core at your seductive declaration. He lips twisted up into a pleased smirk as he leaned back to look you in the eye. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

You nodded your head in confirmation.

“I’m gonna need words, pretty girl.” he demanded, eyes narrowing as he shot you another playful grin.

“I want you to fuck me, San.” You placed your hands on his chest, leaning into him with such desperation that he almost melted on the spot. “Please?”

He let out a short chuckle, nodding down at you leisurely. Without a moment’s notice, he scooped you up in his arms and carried you down the hall bridal style, kicking open your bedroom door and plopping you down on the bed.

He began kissing your neck ravenously, trailing his tongue all the way up and down and grazing it with his teeth sloppily. You winced at the miniscule pain, but were quickly distracted by the way his hard cock was grinding against your already wet core. You needed the layers of clothing that separated the two of you to be gone. You needed to feel him.

“San, let’s take off our clothes.” you requested, tugging at his hair to get his attention.

He placed a delicate kiss against your jaw before glancing back up at you. “As you wish, birthday girl.”

He rolled off of you and began removing his shirt and pants, frantically ripping open every button and zipper until he was free of them. You were surprised he didn’t tear his clothes in the process.

As you reached up to undo the zipper of your dress, he stopped you, grabbing your wrist tightly. The shock and sensation made you shiver in anticipation.

“Let me, beautiful.” he instructed, eyes softening as he gazed into yours which were wide and pooling with suspense.

Your heart began to beat faster as he undid the zipper, tugging it slowly down your back with a feather-light hand until your back was exposed. He slid the straps down your shoulders, revealing the lacy black lingerie you were wearing underneath.

He cocked an eyebrow, looking up at you expectantly. “Love, did you plan this?”

“Of course not, don’t be silly…” you assured him with a suspicious grin, rubbing your thighs together innocently. “I just wanted to wear something special for my birthday.”

He smirked, then nodded in understanding even though he didn’t truly believe you. He went back to undressing himself, removing his boxers to reveal his hard-on. It was aching with desire, swollen red and leaking with pre-cum.

However he was more focused on getting you out of your dress, and went back to sliding it down your hips until you were left in just the lingerie. He straddled you once again, kissing you with a newfound ferocity as his hips rocked against yours. His dick was pressing straight into your folds through the lace of your lingerie, giving you the friction you longed for. He briskly pulled back after indulging you for a bit and pulled the rest of the lingerie off of you. Your tits bounced back against your chest, nipples perky with desire.

He brought his hands up to the necklace you were wearing, fiddling with the dangling gems. It was the one he had given you earlier today as one of your birthday presents. Something about seeing you naked before him in nothing but that necklace riled him up to no end.

“Jesus, you’re a work of art, love…” he marveled, hands roaming over your body once more. He groped at your breasts and hips, taking all of you in and biting his lip. “You’re almost too pretty to eat.”

You were about to question him, but were taken aback as he unbuttoned the bottom of your lingerie, revealing your bare pussy to him. He brought his face up to it. “Almost.”

You let out a shriek as he licked a flat stripe up your slit, fingers prying you open to allow him to dive in for his meal. He ate you out like a starved man, swirling his tongue all around your sensitive nub with just the right amount of pleasure. You gripped onto the sheets, bucking your hips upward to feel more of his mouth. As you got closer to your release, he intuitively began flicking his tongue in and out of your pussy with short, quick strokes.

“Holy shit, San! Stop!” you cried out, tapping him on his bare shoulder.

He snapped his head up, looking at you with mild concern. “What, is it too much?”

“No, it was divine…” you reassured him, pushing some of his hair back. “But I’d much rather finish on your cock.”

His eyes widened at the sudden realization. A devilish grin quickly made its way onto his face, and he promptly crawled back up overtop of you. He held himself up with one arm and pumped his cock a few times with his free hand.

“Are you sure you’re ready, beautiful?” he huffed out, making such intense eye contact that you couldn’t help but swoon.

You nodded your head frantically. “I’ve never been more ready for anything. I want you so bad, San.”

He leaned over and pulled a condom out of his dresser, allowing you to watch impatiently as he slowly opened the package and rolled it on.

“Look at me.” he demanded, hand going up to your jaw. You jumped a bit at his sudden dominance, but were still excited to see what he did next. “Don’t take your eyes off of me, understand?”

You barely had time to respond before he started entering you, slowly grinding his dick into your gummy walls. You gasped as he stretched you open, but followed his orders and kept eye contact with him the whole time. Once he was fully inside of you, he began snapping his hips upward at a relentless pace. He had decided not to drag things out and instead focus on your release, since you were the birthday girl after all.

“Holy shit…” you breathed out shakily, your eyes starting to squint shut.

“Hey, what did I say?” he snapped, slowing down his thrusts. When you didn’t change your behavior, he brought a hand up to your neck, squeezing lightly. You let out a small yelp at the sudden contact, but felt your cunt clench around him in arousal. “Look at me when I’m talking to you.”

You nodded up at him with huge, doe eyes. “Yes, San.”

“Good girl.” he praised, removing his hand from your throat. He picked the pace back up, making your head fall back in ecstasy. You maintained eye contact though, letting all your moans and whimpers spill from your lips.

“You sound like an angel.” he panted into your ear, pounding you into the mattress further. “I just can’t stop myself when it comes to you. You’re my forbidden fruit.”

Your eyes began to squint shut again, but you quickly snapped them back open. San noticed this, and grinned approvingly. “God, you are such a good girl, you know that? Such a good listener.”

Drunk off his cock, you couldn’t even formulate a response, and instead just nodded your head. He chuckled at how fucked out you already were.

“Is my pretty girl going to cum all over my cock?” he asked in a sweet voice, cocking his head to the side with an affectionate pout. “Use your words, love.”

“Y-yes, I can feel it…” you quaked, feeling your entire body begin to vibrate in anticipation. “I’m sorry it’s coming so soon…”

“Oh, it’s okay, love, I’m not too far myself…” He pressed his forehead to yours, staring straight into your soul through your eyes. “Go ahead, beautiful. Cum for me.”

Your hands flew up to his back, nails scratching all the way down as your mind and body dissolved into a sea of euphoria. “F-Fuck, San!” you sputtered with a shattered breath, twitching underneath of him.

“Shit love, if you keep twitching like that I’m gonna…” San suddenly whined, his mouth falling open in pleasure. “Fuck it…” He grunted loudly, bucking his hips forward as hard as he could to empty his load inside of you. The headboard was rattling against the wall, and you were bobbling around like a helpless rag doll, but you were in too much bliss to care.

As you both caught your breath, you began laughing lightheartedly along with each other.

“That was the best fucking birthday gift ever…” you giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He smiled brightly, leaning down to give you a sweet kiss on the lips. “Well the day’s not over yet. I’m gonna go finish up the cake and bring you some. You just relax here, okay?”

“Sex and cake?”you marveled as he rose up from the bed. “You’re spoiling me rotten today, San.”

He grinned to himself as he walked out of the room, still completely naked. You took in the light sheen of sweat on his skin, his toned muscles, and the scratches that now graced his back. He was the real work of art.

“Well, it’s what you deserve.” he shouted back down the hall. What a man.

Mingi:

The two of you had already been fooling around for a while, pretty much having done everything besides actual sex

You had many conversations about what you both liked and didn’t like, you knew all of each others kinks and boundaries, and you even had a safeword picked out

So why hadn’t you had sex yet?

Well, right as you were planning on doing it, Mingi had to go off on tour

Your relationship was still going strong, but you were both incredibly sexually frustrated for months

Although, he had been giving you plenty to work with while he was gone. He sent you tons of spicy pictures, videos, and detailed sexts about what he would like to do to you once he got back…

It made you so excited that you could barely contain yourself on the ride to the airport the day of his arrival… you had missed him so much, in more ways than one.

As he opened the passenger door to your car, he gasped with a big, dumb smile on his face. “Y/N!”

“Mingi!” you cheered, gesturing for him to get in the car.

He excitedly threw his bag into the backseat, then dove into the car to give you a giant hug.

“I missed you so much.” he sighed, nestling his face into the crook of your neck.

You giggled, patting him on the back. “Awh, I missed you too Mingi! But we have to go or we’ll start getting honked at.”

“Fine…” he huffed, sitting back up in his seat and closing the door. Once he was buckled in, you began driving back to his apartment.

“So how was your trip? Tell me everything.” you asked, trying to focus on the road even though all you wanted to do was look at your beautiful boyfriend.

“It was a blast, but it was exhausting.” he explained. “Still, it was really nice to see all the fans. I truly didn’t know we had so many. I’m so grateful.”

You glanced over at him with a smile. “Well, you guys deserve every single one.”

He grinned appreciatively with a tiny blush. “Thank you, baby. I really do love them all. Although, I’d be lying if I said you weren’t my favorite.”

“Oh?” you questioned, looking back to the road.

He placed a hand on your bare thigh, squeezing it tightly and making you hold your breath. He leaned forward to whisper in your ear, a sudden intensity in his voice. “Y/N, I can’t wait to make you mine as soon as we get home.”

You bit your tongue to keep from moaning, wanting to pull the car over and let him destroy you in the backseat. But you knew your first time with Mingi had to be more special than that.

“Well, I can’t wait to give myself over to you...” you replied huskily, lacing your fingers with his in your lap. He thought you were just being affectionate, but really you were gripping onto his hand for stability so you wouldn’t crash the car. “Not that I didn’t enjoy all the teasers you sent me while you were away.”

He chuckled, releasing your hand so you could put it back on the wheel. “Yeah? What was your favorite?”

You squinted your eyes, thinking over all the lewd content he had sent you over the past few months. “It was all great, but my favorite would probably have to be the video of you jerking yourself off and moaning my name over and over…”

He smirked cockily, leaning back in his seat. “I thought you’d like that one… I enjoyed all the things you sent me too, you naughty little girl.”

You grinned cheekily, puckering your lips. “Which ones?”

“All of them.” he laughed, shaking his head. “But my favorite was definitely that picture of you pleasuring yourself in one of my shirts.”

You pressed your knees together, feeling yourself get wet at the memories of your sexts. God, this was going to be a long drive home.

Luckily, you guys got off the topic of sex for a little while. Mingi told you all the funny things that the other guys did while on tour, and you filled him in on how all your friends were doing. It was a good conversation, but you couldn’t ignore the light sheen of sweat building on the back of your neck and your heart beating in your core. You needed Mingi so bad, and you weren’t sure how much longer you could wait.

Finally, you arrived at his apartment. He immediately walked up the stairs, pulling his keys out from his pocket.

“Aren’t you going to grab your suitcase?” you asked, following him.

“It can wait. I need you on my bed, now.” he grunted, fiddling with his keys impatiently. He unlocked the door, gesturing for you to go inside in front of him. As soon as you both made it inside, he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, making you squeak in shock. He locked the door behind him and walked down the hall to his bedroom, throwing you down on the bed so hard you heard the springs creak.

“Mingi, you’re being so rough…” you teased him, sitting up on your elbows.

He said nothing, pushing you back down by your shoulders and kissing you hungrily. His entire body pressed up against yours, so much that you could feel the desire radiating off of him. He furrowed his brow as the kiss deepened, his hands trailing up your arms to pin your wrists down to the bed. “God, I’ve waited so long for this. Every day I’ve spent away from you has been absolute torture.”

You whimpered as he kissed you hard again, pulling away with a sharp inhale to catch your breath. “It’s been hard for me too. I couldn’t stop fantasizing about you, Mingi.”

He began trailing kisses down your neck, and you could feel him smirking into them. “Yeah? Tell me what dirty thoughts were running through that pretty little head…”

You struggled against him, wanting to touch him so bad but not being able to as he was restraining you. “You throwing me down on the bed, ripping off my clothes, making me go on all fours, cumming inside of me, and calling me your princess…” you panted desperately, hoping that if your fantasies pleased him, he’d let you go.

“Awh, you’re so naughty…” he teased, only tightening his grip on your wrists. “Does my little girl want me to fuck her that badly?”

“Yes, please Mingi…” you let out with a strangled moan. You never could’ve imagined yourself being so desperate for a man’s touch, and would’ve been ashamed of yourself if it was for any other man but Mingi. But he had you in such a chokehold that you couldn’t help yourself.

“Uh uh uh, what’s my name?” he shook his head, looking down at you sternly.

You gulped, pouting apologetically. “Please, daddy.”

The pleased smirk returned to his face, then he stood up on his knees to straddle you. He began unbuttoning his shirt at a painfully slow pace, sliding it off his shoulders delicately. You shamelessly gawked at his gorgeously toned physique, wondering how you ever found a man so fine.

“Sit up for me, princess.” he instructed, snapping his fingers.

You did as he asked, trying to ignore the contractions in your pussy from being ordered around by him. He then whipped your shirt off your head and tossed it to the side, unhooking your bra and removing it as well.

He then got off of you, standing on the floor in front of you. You whimpered pathetically, thinking he was leaving you.

He chuckled at your cute pout, then got down on his knees. “Don’t worry princess, I’m just prepping you.”

In the blink of an eye, he ripped off your skirt and panties, throwing them over his shoulder dismissively. Without warning, he dove headfirst between your legs, licking your pussy in circular motions as his big nose pressed against your clit.

You screeched at the sudden contact, hands flying straight into his hair to grip onto it. He hummed at the pleasurable sensation, sending vibrations straight to your core. He began bobbing his head back and forth, eating you out in such a perfect, sinful rhythm.

The raunchy sounds of him devouring your cunt were music to your ears, as your breathy moans were to his. He gripped onto the plush of your thighs, prying your legs open even further to give him more access.

“God, you taste so good. I could never get tired of eating this pussy.” he panted breathlessly before diving back in. He began delicately sucking on your clit, flicking his tongue over it in tiny kitten licks.

Once he had deemed you prepped enough, he stood back up, wiping your wetness from his face. He licked the back of his hand, savoring the taste of your slick. The sight was so scandalous it drove you up a wall.

“Please daddy, can you please fuck me? I’ve waited so long, I need you so bad…” you cried, feeling frustrated tears well up in your eyes. God, you sounded so pathetic, but you couldn’t help it. The longing for him had been unbearable these past few weeks, and now that he was right in front of you, you couldn’t take it any longer. Your pussy was aching for his dick to be inside of you.

He pouted at your desperation, unbuckling his belt and sliding it off his waist. “Awh, don’t worry princess, daddy’s gonna take good care of you.” He finally unzipped his pants and slid them down his legs along with his boxers. “I know it’s been hard. You’ve been such a good girl waiting for me.” He placed a fist on either side of your lap, leaning overtop of you dominantly to give you a loving kiss on the lips. “Now, what was that fantasy you had again? Going on all fours?”

You nodded, looking up at him with your big, glistening eyes. His last reserve snapped.

“Okay. Get on all fours for daddy, princess.” he demanded, pulling back to allow you to get in position.

You flipped around faster than you ever could’ve imagined, leaning down on your elbows and hoisting your ass up in the air with an arched back.

Mingi but his lip at the sight of you bent over in front of him, your cunt leaking with desire for him to ruin you. He groped your ass a few times as he got back on the bed, standing up on his knees behind you.

Finally, he pressed the tip of his dick to your hole and began thrusting inside of you, not being able to tolerate anymore foreplay. He may have seemed put together earlier, but the truth was he was yearning to be inside of you just as much as you wanted him to be.

You cried out at the sudden intrusion, gripping the sheets beneath you. As he sunk further into your pussy, you began rocking back and forth to help him along.

He grinned at your eagerness. “My princess is so needy for me… you look so good right now, you know that?” he grunted, gripping onto your hips. He glanced down to see your ass squishing up around his hips, bouncing against them as he thrusted his hips forward.

He began to pick up the pace, driving his dick into you at a faster tempo. You kept up with him, continuing to push your ass back in time with his thrusts. You glanced into the vanity mirror beside you, gasping at the lewd sight of him taking you from behind.

He noticed this, and glanced over to the mirror with a smirk. “You like watching me fuck you?” He grabbed a fistful of your hair, yanking your head back up to look again. “Look princess, look how fucking sexy you are taking my dick like a pro…”

You whimpered at his praise, your arms dropping out from under you. Your back was now in a perfect 45 degree curve up into his dick, giving him the perfect angle at which to fuck you. The mirror also seemed to be arousing him further, as he began pounding into you even harder. He gripped onto your hips, leaving little red marks that would later turn into bruises.

“Harder, daddy, harder…” you whined, wiggling your hips against his in desperation. You were to overcome with pleasure to match the rhythm of his thrusts, but you still needed more friction.

“Yeah? You want more?” he asked, panting loudly. He happily obliged, keeping the same rhythm but thrusting harder, going so deep into your core that he was bumping your cervix. It was exactly what you wanted.

“Oh fuck, daddy…” he moaned with a yelp, knuckles turning white at hoe hard you were grilling the sheets beneath you.

“Shit, princess, your pussy is so tight…” he huffed, throwing his head back in pleasure. “I’m gonna finish soon, where do you want it?”

“Inside, daddy, inside!” you cried out.

He bit his lip as his hips began stuttering messily, until the cord in his abdomen snapped, and he began emptying his cum straight into your pussy.

You tightened up around him at the feeling of his cock twitching inside of you. He made you feel so full, and so whole. Your vision went white, and before you knew it, you were melting into your orgasm and falling flat on the bed.

“Oh my god, daddy! Yes!” you screamed, tossing your head back and forth so hard your hair was flying all over the place.

“Fuck, yes, princess!” he groaned in pleasure, holding your hips up in place for you. You both slammed your hips against one another as you rode out your orgasms, until you finally relaxed, panting wildly as you caught your breath.

He slid out of you, getting up off the bed. “Don’t move, princess.” he told you in a much softer tone than he had been using previously.

Not having much of a choice, you remained still on the bed, until you flinched at the feeling of something touching the spot between your legs. You whipped your head around to see Mingi cleaning you up with a towel.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” he smiled apologetically. “Just wanted to help.”

You smiled back at him, rolling over to allow him to clean up your front as well. You sighed as he finished up, tossing your head back against the pillows. “God, that was so worth the wait.”

“Hell yeah, it was…” he chuckled, crawling back up overtop of you. He began peppering kisses all over your face, then panted one big, long one on your lips. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Mingi.” you replied, brushing some of his hair back. “More than anything.”

Wooyoung:

Woo pretty much just woke up one day and decided today was going to be the day. He knew you were ready, you were both just waiting for the time to feel right

So of course he communicated this to you and acted accordingly, right?

Wrong. We all know him. He made his desires known by being absolutely insufferable the entire day.

Of course you were out with friends too, which made it all the more irritating

He knew his teasing was getting to you by the way you’d blush whenever he slid a hand up your skirt, or how your knees pressed together whenever he whispered something suggestive in your ear…

On the ride home, you decided that Woo needed to be put in his place. And you knew the perfect way to do it.

Once you had parked the car, you slid off your seatbelt and glanced over at Wooyoung. He was getting ready to exit the car, when you slammed your arm across his chest, forcing him back against the seat.

He looked over at you, a shit-eating grin wide on his face. He knew exactly what was coming for him.

“Care to explain what that was about?” you asked sternly, cocking your head to the side impatiently.

“What do you mean, baby?” he asked innocently, blinking quickly like a naive child.

You grabbed his jaw, forcing him to look at you. “You know damn well what I mean, Jung Wooyoung. Why have you been teasing me all day?”

He shuddered slightly at your sudden ferocity, clearly aroused. “I just wanted to get your attention, baby.” he squeaked out, smiling affectionately.

But you knew better than to fall for that charming smile and those puppy dog eyes. You weren’t an amateur.

“Well, you certainly got it.” you grinned evilly, moving your hand down to his neck. You ghosted your fingers over it, then clamped down on his windpipe with your hand. “But you know what to call me.”

He inhaled sharply, pushing down the pleasured chuckle that threatened to erupt from his throat. “Yes, mommy…”

You grinned approvingly. “Good boy. Now get into the backseat.”

He widened his eyes, blinking cutely and pointing behind him. “Really? We’re doing this here?”

You shot him a dangerous glare. “Is that a problem?”

He sensed your irritation, and decided not to push any further. He’d rather just take what was already coming to him. “Not at all mommy…”

He exited the car and walked around to sit in the backseat. You patiently went about your business, reapplying your lipstick, fixing your hair, fiddling through your purse…

“Um, mommy? Are you gonna come back here with me?” he asked, lurching forward nervously.

“In a second, baby.” you reassured him, staying focused on the mirror in front of you. You couldn’t resist making him wait this out.

Finally, you got out of the car and entered the backseat, straddling Wooyoung’s lap. Without a moment’s notice, you began ravishing him with your lips, kissing him so passionately it made him go weak in the knees. You brought your hands up to his hair to tug at it harshly, making him whimper into your mouth.

He quickly matched your energy, snaking his hands up your waist. You were quick to slap them away, pinning his hands to the back of the seat and narrowing your eyes at him. “Did I say you could touch me?”

He fought back a smile, knowing it would just get him into more trouble. “No mommy. I’m sorry.”

You clicked your tongue, deciding to overlook his mistake. This was your first time after all. You had to be a little generous with him. You went back to devouring him with your lips, allowing your tongue to slip into his mouth and explore it.

He did as you wanted, although his hands were leaving scratches in the leather seats of your car. You began to roll your hips against his core, feeling his solid girth struggling against his jeans. You pulled back, cupping it with your hand as you pressed your forehead to his.

“Who made you this hard?” you demanded, gripping his balls tightly through his jeans.

“You did, mommy…” he whined, throwing his head back at the long awaited contact you made with his bulge.

“Mmhm…” you nodded, massaging along the length of his cock. “And who does this pretty little dick belong to?”

“You, it belongs to you, mommy!” he cried out, bucking his hips forward in desperation.

You grinned, removing your hand from his core. He winced at the feeling of your hand leaving him, but quickly settled down once he noticed you beginning to remove your top.

“Yeah? Prove it to me.” you spat, now topless in front of him. He marveled at the sight before him, wanting to touch your breasts so bad. His mouth fell open, and he licked his lips hungrily.

“Don’t stare, baby. Get undressed for mommy.” you instructed him, helping him unbutton his shirt. While you did that, he removed his belt and slid his pants and boxers down his legs, until he was totally naked underneath you.

You leaned back against the center console to remove your shorts and panties, giving him a phenomenal view of your dripping pussy. He was fiending to touch you, but he knew better.

You reached an arm up to the glove compartment, grabbing the emergency condom you had been keeping in there since you and Wooyoung began dating. He smiled affectionately, then zeroed in on you rolling it down onto his hardened cock.

He was expecting you to begin lining him up with your entrance, but instead you leaned back, bringing a hand forward to play with your pussy tauntingly.

“I just find it so amusing…” you began, rolling two fingers over your clit in a circle, “how bold you were today, how much of a brat you were being.” The squelching sounds of your wet cunt were driving him crazy. “And look at you now, laid out in front of me, desperate for me to fuck you. Pathetic, really.”

He shuddered at his own arousal, feeling his dick twitch up on its own in his lap. “I know, mommy… I’ve been so bad.”

“You really have.” you replied with a disappointed sigh, beginning to finger yourself. His mouth fell open at how jealous he was of your fingers for getting to be inside of you. “I don’t see why I should fuck you at all.”

His eyes widened in panic. “Mommy please, I’m so sorry… I didn’t mean to make you upset, I just wanted to get your attention! But please, you just have to fuck me. I’ll do anything! I’ll be so good for you, mommy…”

You chuckled, finally pushing yourself off the center console to straddle him once again. “Alright baby, that’s enough groveling. I think you’ve learned your lesson for now.”

He let out a deep sigh of relief, letting his head fall back against the seat. “Oh, thank you so much…”

“You can start touching me as soon as you’re inside of me, okay?” you instructed, finally softening for him. You couldn’t tell him this, because his attitude would get out of control, but all you really wanted was to make him feel good.

He nodded obediently, smiling up at you in anticipation.

Finally, you sunk down onto his cock, pumping him inside of you inch by inch until you bottomed out. He was already a whimpering mess at the first insertion, his airy moans floating delicately up to your ears.

“Oh my god, mommy, you feel so good…” he panted, cautiously bringing his hands up your waist again. When he didn’t get scolded, he allowed them to start roaming as you started bouncing up and down on his cock.

“So do you, baby… I swear this dick was made for me.” you complimented him, gripping onto his shoulders.

“Because it was.” he replied cheekily, bringing his hands up to your breasts. He squished them in unison, shamelessly staring at them with his mouth agape. “Mommy, your titties are perfect…”

“Yeah, you like them?” you asked with an amused giggle. He nodded, continuing to grope them in amazement. “You wanna suck on them?”

He looked up at you with huge, doe eyes. “Can I? Really?”

You nodded, and in an instant, he was flicking his tongue over one of your nipples, rolling it around in a circle. He then took it in his mouth and began sucking delicately.

“Shit, baby…” you huffed at the sudden pleasure, thrusting your hips even harder against his. You were sure the car was shaking, but you couldn’t care less. All you could focus on was Wooyoung sucking on your titties like he was trying to milk them try.

He looked up at you, lips still clamped onto your hardened bud. He pulled away momentarily. “Does mommy like it when I suck on her big titties?”

You nodded, running your hands through his hair affectionately. “Yes, baby… you make mommy feel so good. You’re being such a good boy…”

He grinned, then switched to the other breast, giving it just as much attention as the last. You began furiously fucking him, fogging up the windows with your hot breath. You could feel your climax quickly approaching, and gripped onto his shoulders even tighter.

“You’re going to make mommy cum, baby…” you told him, throwing your head back in pleasure.

“Go ahead mommy, I want you to cum first…” he replied, groping both of your breasts and looking up at you with a loving smile.

You pouted affectionately at his gesture. Even after all that teasing, he still wanted you to cum first.

“My, you really are such a good… boy… fuck!” you squealed, slamming your hips into his at a relentless pace. Finally, you dissolved into pleasure, melting all over his perfect cock.

“Am I? Am I mommy’s good boy?” he asked. He moved his hands down to your hips, gripping onto them tightly and bucking his hips up faster to continue getting himself off.

“Yes you are… you’re mommy’s good little boy, Wooyoungie…” you moaned, falling down against him as your orgasm came to an end.

He swiftly caught you in his arms just in time to hit his own release. Clutching onto you for dear life, he pounded his dick up into you harder than he ever could’ve imagined he’d do, finally cumming inside of you.

“Oh… oh god, mommy! I’m cumming! Fuck! Yes!” he whimpered pathetically, completely overcome by the physical pleasure of his own orgasm. Once he had finally emptied all of his load, he held you tightly in a loving embrace. “Thank you, mommy…”

“Y/N now, baby…” you told him, pulling back to brush some of his hair out of his face. Your usual sweet nature returned as you placed a kiss on his forehead. “You did so good, Wooyoungie.”

He grinned appreciatively, leaning back against the seat.

You studied his features, taking in how beautiful he looked… his hair was messy, his skin was glistening, and his shoulders were riddled with fingernail marks. You began to giggle at him.

“What’s so funny?” he asked, thrusting up into you to jostle you around.

“I was just thinking… it’s a good thing I sprung for those tinted windows.”

He laughed along with you. “Don’t tell me that, now I’m going to tease you in public all the time.”

“And I’ll put you back in your place every time, Wooyoungie.”

Jongho:

All of this happened because you had a ridiculous obsession with your boyfriend’s fingers.

The day started out super wholesome. You were having a lazy day at his apartment in celebration of his day off from practice

He was currently playing some video games, his eyes glued to the screen as his fingers skillfully worked the controller

You were lying down on the couch next to him, pretending to be on your phone. In reality, you were shamelessly staring at your boyfriend, not being able to take your eyes off his irresistible fingers

You couldn’t control yourself any longer and set your phone down, sitting up to get his attention…

“Jongho…” you called out to him in a sweet voice. He simply grunted in response, his eyes glued to the screen.

“Baby…” you tried again, a bit louder this time. You were hoping that the pet name would make him perk up, but you still got no response.

This called for desperate measures. You smirked mischievously and placed a hand on his thigh, leaning forward to purr into his ear, “Jongie…”

The screen flashed red, signifying that he had died in his game. He groaned and tossed the controller down on the coffee table, then shifted to face you.

“See what you made me do?” he huffed, feigning annoyance. “You distracted me. I hope you’re prepared to face the consequences, angel.”

You smiled innocently. “I’m sorry Jongie, but you weren’t paying any attention to me.”

He sighed, then placed his hands on either side of your lap, leaning overtop of you dominantly. “Hm, so needy…” He attached his lips to your neck, peppering feather-light kisses along the side of it.

You inhaled sharply, gripping onto the fabric of his hoodie. You leaned your head back to allow him more access to your neck. He continued trailing kisses up along your jaw, then finally brought his lips to yours. He kissed you lovingly, making your eyelids flutter shut.

“Why don’t you tell me what you want, angel?” he asked affectionately, his eyes dark and hazy.

You placed your arms around his neck, looking up at him with a seductive grin. “I want you, Jongie.”

“I’m all yours.” he replied, brushing some of your hair behind your ear. “But you’re going to have to be more specific.”

You prepared yourself by taking a deep breath. Looking into his eyes once more, holding him in your arms, you realized you couldn’t have been more sure that you wanted him. No, you needed him.

“I’m ready.” you told him, a determined spark in your eyes. “I’m ready for sex, if you are.”

He seemed slightly surprised, but gave you a warm half-smile. “I am too. I had a feeling today would be the day.”

You scoffed. “Then why have you been playing video games and ignoring me all day?”

He chuckled, shrugging innocently. “I didn’t want to pressure you! I had no idea that you also wanted to!”

You laughed along with him, ruffling his hair. “I know, Jongie. You’re so sweet to do that for me.”

“Yeah…” he grinned, leaning back down to whisper in your ear. “But not too sweet.”

He nipped at your neck, making you wince. You were surprised, yet aroused at the same time.

“Jongie, you’re so rough…” you marveled, bringing a hand up to his dark brown hair.

“Oh, you haven’t seen anything yet, angel…” he chuckled evilly. He then ripped off your top and sweatpants at lightning speed, barely giving you time to adjust. His eyes trailed down to the wet spot on your panties, making you push your knees together in embarrassment.

“Oh, what’s the matter angel? What happened to that eagerness from before?” he taunted, placing his hands on your knees. “There’s no reason to be embarrassed. I feel honored that I was able to get you so worked up by hardly doing anything.

You smiled appreciatively, then allowed him to spread your legs open once again. He grinned and placed two fingers over the wet spot, making you jump at the sudden contact.

“I wonder, what got you so wet? I was just playing a game…” he inquired, rubbing the pads of his fingers back and forth in a sensual rhythm.

You weren’t planning on telling him, because it was slightly humiliating, but the way he was moving his fingers over your clit through your panties made you blurt it out. “It was your fingers, Jongie… you were just moving them so fast, and I…” you stopped yourself, gasping at your sudden confession. Your mouth seemed to have moved all on its own, not being connected to your mind at all. Your body was running on autopilot, and Jongho was the engine.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise. A satisfied smirk took over his expression, then he hooked those beautiful fingers into the waistband of your panties, pulling them down your legs. You weren’t wearing a bra, so you were now completely bare before him.

“If you like my fingers so much…” he began, teasing your entrance with the same two he was previously rubbing circles over your panties with, “why don’t I pleasure you with them?”

With that, he began sinking his two fingers into your core, pumping the digits back and forth at a torturous pace. You inhaled sharply at the feeling, tensing up as if to brace yourself for the physical pleasure you were feeling. When he had finally curled his fingers around the spongy spot inside of you, he brought over his other hand to slowly rub delicate circles over your clit.

“Holy shit, Jongie…” you panted, gripping onto his arm. His fingers felt even better than they looked, and you couldn’t help yourself when it came to indulging in the feeling of them.

“Does that feel good, angel?” he asked, cocking his head to the side with a devilish grin. “Are they everything you hoped for?”

“Yes, Jongie…” you replied, your voice cracking pathetically. Right as you felt yourself twitching towards release, you grabbed onto his wrist and pushed his fingers out of you.

He furrowed his brow in a concerned manner. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”

You sighed affectionately at how worried he was. “No darling, it’s just…” you trailed off, not quite knowing how to answer. Your eyes darted down to his own core, clamping onto the bulge that pressed against his thin sweatpants. Gaining an idea on how to respond, you leaned forward and groped it with a naughty smile.

“Oh…” he remarked, finally realizing what you wanted. He mirrored your smile, placing a hand over your wrist to move your hand out of the way. “Does my angel want my cock?”

You nodded eagerly, romping him to push down his waistbands and let his hard dick spill out. Damn, you thought, if his fingers felt that good, imagine how good this is going to feel…

“Angel, it’s impolite to stare.” he scolded, shaking his head at you. “If you want it so badly, then do something about it.”

You were stunned. You had never seen this side of him, this assertion, this sternness… and god, you wanted more.

You reached forward again, this time wrapping your hand around his cock. Firmly grasping the base, you began pumping back and forth, all the way up to the tip. You brought your other hand around and began massaging his balls. Your actions kind of mirrored his from when he was fingering you earlier, it was just the anatomy that was different.

“Oh, shit…” he breathed out, his head falling back involuntarily. He focused his eyes down to your pretty hands which were currently working wonders on his most sensitive areas. He met your eyes, which were looking up at him expectantly. You looked so pretty while jerking him off.

“Angel…” he pleaded, his eyes softening as he looked down at you. “Please…”

“I’m gonna need you to be more specific.” you fired back with the same line he had given you a few moments ago, a cocky grin wide on your face.

He scoffed, not sure whether he should feel proud or offended. However, all he cared about was the throbbing of in your hand, and how it was aching for more. “Can I please fuck you?”

You removed your hands and laid back down on the couch. “I’m all yours.”

He swallowed hard, fully removing the rest of his clothing. Now with both of you completely undressed, he hovered overtop of you, positioning his cock at your opening. He looked up at you one last time, and as you nodded, he began inserting himself into your hole.

He groaned as your tight walls closed in around him, welcoming every single inch with a warm, wet embrace. “Shit, you’re so tight, angel….” You hissed at the initial feeling, but quickly adjusted to it and began enjoying yourself.

“Jongie… more…” you whimpered desperately, gripping onto his shoulders tightly. You were leaving small crescent-moons in his skin with your fingernails, but he didn’t seem to care.

“You want more, angel?” he asked, a few strands of hair falling over his forehead. He began thrusting his hips forward, plunging his cock back and forth at a gradual pace.

“Yes!” you cried out in approval, wrapping a calf around his back to lock him in.

He grinned at your intense reaction, doubling down on the power behind his thrusts. “Do you like that? Does that feel good?”

You nodded frantically after each question, no longer being able to process words. You were hypnotized by the way he drove himself in and out of you, pelvis pressing up against yours. He leaned down to kiss you, hard and passionately. His tongue slipped into your mouth, exploring it quickly before pulling back, forehead still pressed to yours between a thin sheen of sweat.

“Angel, I’m not gonna last…” he heaved, furrowing his brow at the coil being wound in his abdomen that was about to snap. “It feels too good.”

“Do it, Jongie…” you instructed, wrapping your other calf around his waist to clench onto him even harder. You grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled him down to place your lips against his ear. “I want you to finish inside of me.”

His final shred of hesitation melted, and he began emptying himself inside of you. He cried out, his voice going up to a higher pitch, and he shoved his head into your shoulder to muffle his loud moans. They were so loud that you could still hear them echoing off the walls, even with his attempts to silence them.

“Holy shit…” he exhaled, slumping overtop of you. “That was fucking amazing.” He suddenly pulled back, gasping to himself. “Oh, but you haven’t finished yet!”

You giggled at his concern, taking his dropped guard as a chance to flip him over and pin him down to the couch by his wrists. “Well, why don’t you let me fix that?”

You ducked down to his waist, trailing kisses all the way down his abdomen and stopping above his dick. It was only a little bit soft, but you wanted him nice and hard for your orgasm. You placed a hand at the base, then placed your lips around the tip, bobbing your head up and down in time with your hand.

“Oh my god…” he groaned out airily, gripping the couch cushion beneath him. “It’s so sensitive right now… and your mouth feel so good…”

It didn’t take long for him to get bricked up again. You released his member from your mouth with a “pop” sound, then wiped your lips and moved to straddle him once again. Without warning, you sunk down onto his cock and began riding him.

“Fuck, angel…” he sighed, eyes rolling up to the back of his head. “You look so hot right now…”

You grinned, looping your fingers through his own and gripping onto one of his hands. You used to think holding hands during sex was silly, but with Jongho, it was sensational.

Now in control, your pressed your abdomen down on his, stimulating your clit in time with the roll of your hips. Your tits were swinging back and forth in his face, prompting him to skillfully catch a nipple in his mouth and begin sucking on it. His free hand moved to the plush flesh of your ass, groping and massaging it sensually.

“Jongie… I…” you whimpered, feeling yourself getting close. He could tell by the way you were snapping your hips forward at a brutal pace that it wouldn’t take much more to get you there.

He brought your interlocked hands down towards his face, then released your fingers from his. He began placing kissed on the back of your hand. each of your fingers, then took two in his mouth and began sucking on them.

“You know, I have a thing for your fingers too.” he smirked beneath you. Once they were nice and wet, he brought your hand down to your core and massaged your clit with them.

“Jongie!” you cried out in exasperation. With just a few more rolls of your hips, you were coming undone, twitching overtop of him with your hair flying wildly in your face. You were moaning just about as loud as he had been earlier.

“That’s it, angel, let it all out… that’s a good girl…” he talked you through it, letting you fall into his chest as he ran his fingers through your hair.

You finally caught your breath, settling down. You began laughing to yourself.

“What is it?” Jongho chuckled, leaning back to look you in the eye.

“It’s just… who knew we would both be so loud!” you giggled, hiding your face in the pillow.

He laughed along with you, ruffling your hair. “God, I knew I was rubbing off on you, but I didn’t know it was this bad…”

He then went to pull out, but you stopped him by gripping onto his shoulders. He raised an eyebrow in confusion.

“Can we just… stay like this for a bit?” you asked, eyelashes fluttering desperately.

“Of course. I can’t say no to my angel.” he replied, placing a sweet kiss on your forehead. You smiled, then curled back up in his arms, slowly drifting off to sleep. What a great day off.

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daydreams-after-dark · 7 months ago

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biteyoubiteme · 2 days ago

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[probably weird, but why not?..]

txt mtl to have a habit of playing with their girlfriend's pussy in a non-sexual way? like some kind of anti-stress lolol

mtl txt x non sexual fingering

warnings: 🔞!!! mentions of fingering, shaving, not shaving, cockwarming prob forgot some sorry

wc: 0.3k total

an: hiiiiii @apeachty my love ive actually never really thought of this before so it was fun to think of lol the only non sexual pussy play I can think of is examination and ive read it in two drabbles. I don’t know if I did your ask justice but I tried :p a fun idea actually I like it. also yeah this is short and I still added photos no one can stop me actually

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beomgyu .ᐟ

I have this idea that beomgyu is very into cockwarming, wanting to always be in you, cock or fingers. He will spend most of his time with his hands down your pants. This mostly happens when cuddling and watching movies. Will climb into bed behind you and he makes sure to have you suck on his fingers to let you know his intentions. Just dragging his fingers through your folds, slipping them in and feeling around. Will accidentally fall asleep with his fingers in you just as easy as it is to do when he's cockwarming you.

kai .ᐟ

Actually loves it when you forget to shave, will make sure to let you know he prefers it when you don't shave. Plays with your hair, running his fingers over anything you have. When he sees the hair behind lace panties he's insatiable and needs to keep his fingers shoved between your legs. Likes that you are so warm, will lay down and just cup you over your panties, and likes when your thighs trap his hand.

soobin .ᐟ

Likes to shave and wash you, just an excuse to have his fingers anywhere near you is enough for him. Will shave you and proceed to constantly wipe his fingers over the spots he just done. Tracing the shape of your pussy over and over again.

yeonjun .ᐟ

Has the intention to just try it once, turns into him just fingering you without him even realizing it. Likes to do panty checks, makes sure you have them on, and likes to guess what you're wearing under your clothes by just feeling. Will pull on your underwear to tighten them on you, likes to trace his fingers over the fabric, and knows it gets you wet without much effort at all.

taehyun .ᐟ

He is never one for much teasing at all, sex stays in the bedroom, and if he is touching you it's strictly to get you off. Enjoys watching you get off and finds it a challenge to hold himself back from only putting his fingers on you without seeing you cum around them.

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starillusion13 · 9 months ago

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MINE TO KILL

Pairing: Royal!Yunho x f!reader (ft.Wooyoung & Seonghwa)

Genre: Royal, Mature, Enemies to (?), Smut, Angst

W.C: 11k (don’t ask me why so long)

Warnings: mention of - to kill someone and threats, death, memories, lots of crying, raw sex(don’t do it sillies), nipple play, oral(f), lots of kiss, twins(?), jealousy, fingering, orgasm denial, soft love, crying, scared, mention of torture, open cut with knife, loss of blood, forcing into (a slight dub-con), false visions, going psycho, stabbing who(?) find it out. Regrets and manipulation. Playing with someone’s feelings and emotions.

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Note: Thanks for reading and reblogging. I appreciate all of your reviews and feel free to text me if you want. Spread love to others, not hate. I love Yunho when he is angry and guys finally I have identified my bias in Ateez I think it’s Yunho😃 dw it will change in my next fic lol

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Let's see our Villain Yunho!

"Even if I go away..." she sharply inhaled and gulped the lump in her throat, turning her back to him to hide the tears which were shaking to fall from her eyes, her fist clutched the locket above her chest tightly in her grasp and bit her lower lip to exhale the silent sob which managed to escape, "...don't forget me. you...you are my everything. Even if we don't deserve this, still we belong to each other and no one can ever change this fact."

His arms wrapped around her shaking body from behind and his nose bumping into her unsettled hairs from the wind earlier. Her soft hands placed over his palm and the rings displayed nicely on his fingers were bumping her strokes on his skin. Just like the way, her every happy moment was getting halted by that only person. who?

His lips touched her backside of the head, the heat of his lips and the breath fanning around the area was making her grip on him tighter.

"are you crying?" his whisper made her heart beat faster. Even if she was going to leave soon, his voice would be the reason to kill her sooner. The heavy and low tone with the concern dripping from every word for her, only for her. It sparkled a desire to live more. She wanted to live. to stay.

"...no..." she closed her eyes and ducked her head down.

He exhaled into her hair causing a shiver run down her body and he kissed the previous place again, "why are you lying, y/n? I said we will get over this and then we will be together for always."

"I don't have time...I have to go...far away...away from everything, from this place and......from you." she whispered the last two words and hearing that he quickly removed his arms and turned her around harshly, she stumbled in her place and still looking down. She didn't want to face him, knowing the effect on him after hearing her statement. She was prepared for this for a long time but couldn't say it earlier.

Or maybe she didn't want to say it. Even now.

He cupped her cheeks to make her look up. His eyes were furious with the anger after hearing the words of her leaving him. He was giving her the hopes to stay forever but still she was hoping to get away from him.

Closing her eyes, she refused to look at him, a tear slid down his cheeks but she couldn't see it and she gripped his wrist, the sleeves of his silk attire adorned with intricate golden embroidery that traced elegant patterns pierced her skin under the hold.

"Look at me, y/n." He was mad, not at her but at her words. She shook her head and squeezed her eyes shut tightly. He kept looking at her when his gaze fell on her quivering lips. She was scared but why.

"Are you scared of me?" His question was broken just like his soul seeing her so weak in front of him.

She quickly denied it by shaking her head furiously. His hands over her cheeks made her still. His eyes followed the way her tongue wetted the dry lips. Her tongue was not enough for her dry lips.

He ducked his head to her shoulder as he whispered, "let me prove you that I can love you and I will protect you forever."

"Please don't say like that. I can't forgive myself for leaving you."

He scoffed, "then don't leave me. Why can't you stay?"

She remained silent. He raised his head and brought his lips to her. Just a breath away, he stopped. His tear line touched her cheek, the liquid sensation made her flinch and his breath so close to hers sent an ache to the heart. Both of theirs.

He murmured, his lips bumping into her quivering ones, "why can't I know the truth? What are you hiding from me?"

"Nothing." You breathed out the words.

He slowly pecked you, "then stay with me."

"I can't."

One hand entangled in the hairline on the back of her head and other resting on the nape, he pulled her into a kiss. He was craving for it. His desire to taste her even though he had tasted her a lot of times before but still felt like it was the first time.

No but he didn't know it was his last time.

A tear drop escaped her eyes. she lost the war to hold back the tears from him. the kiss tasted bitter sweet and yet the melody of the beat was same from her heart, filled with love. sweet for the passion and longingness for each other and bitter for the pain in their heart for the lost hope of living forever.

he stopped the moving of his lips but stayed as close as possible. his lips mixed with their saliva which running down to his jaw, his lips travelled to her cheeks planting soft kisses and moving down to the jaw and kissing the skin which was longing for him. pulling her dress off the shoulder, she whispered his name. her whimpers made him kiss harshly on the exposed shoulder and bit all the sweet and soft spots he was familiar with. her lips softly kissed his ear. their sweet smells intoxicating each other's nose and making them pull towards the other even more. he pulled his head back.

she gripped his wrist tightly, whining for the lost of his lips. his forehead rested onto hers and closed his eyes. she finally looked at him. the moon reflected in her eyes, the breeze blowing silently, the loose materials adorning their body swaying with the wind, shivers running through their skin but the love of each other keeping them warm.

"Don't make me regret for leaving you."

"I will make you regret. I can't afford losing you even if I have all the royalties, money and everything that everyone desire of. it's nothing compared to you. please..." he was sobbing. she had never seen him so vulnerable and weak because he had a noble and prestigious status to maintain and his ambition was always to win.

but somehow he lost, the day he met you.

"call me selfish but I want you to remember me. Remember our each moment we spent together. Remember the things I have told you. Remember our love and our memories...Remember us." she said and cupped his cheeks to make him look directly towards her. she smiled to him and he did the same. she taught him many things and he will always remember them.

How can he just forget you?

"If you die. I will be the one to kill you. I am selfish for you." his tone was very familiar, the way he always shows his possessiveness over her. she sadly chuckled.

"I am not dying...I am just leaving but I'm always yours to kill." she hugged him and he pulled her closer to his embrace.

His to kill.

"Welcome back Prince Wooyoung. It's been honored to see the handsome young man after such a long time. How are you?"

The young man with the black glittery attire with jet black hair, a black coat with the same color bottom with some gold and silver embroidery lining the materials and some tracing patterns on the back and above the chest. A chain attached to the second button to the pocket on his left side. Every gem and jewellery over his body reflecting the sunlight peeking inside the grand hall of the palace. His black boots hitting the carpeted marbled floor and with each step the servants and maid bowing towards him. A sly smile resting in the corner of his lips and hands folded behind his back. Nodding his head causing the muscles from jaw to neck to move tightly, he acknowledged all the greetings and dismissed them.

Taking a glass of water from one servant, he sent a smile towards him with his bright eyes before turning towards the man who greeted him, "Seonghwa, what's with the formal greet? Atleast treat me like an usual person. I hate this royalty enough already now you don't give me more reasons. Well, fortunate enough I am fine and I have something to show you all."

Seonghwa was in royal attire with a white fringed sleeve shirt with a corset and black loose bottom. Piercing eyes with loose black hairs falling over his forehead, few strands sticking to the sweat lining.

The older one laughed to his whines and patted his head, "I am glad to know that you are fine enough after the long trip. Stop being so dramatic now and what's the thing you want to show?"

"We need this other person to be here as well. Talking about him, where is he though? I expected him to be the one standing at the entryway." he said and took a place on one the two loveseats. everything around him was screaming the royalty but he was looking as if a young boy pressured to be the one to carry the crown of a prince.

Seonghwa hesitated for a moment before replying, "He might be busy with works but I hope he will be happy with the news of your arrival."

"what? you haven't informed him about me?" he frowned and placed the glass on the table.

"It's not like that, he-"

"Woo. you are back?" a deep voice echoed to the walls of the hall. the guards behind the door were also attentive to this person, the birds even remained still and the sunlight coming from the window directly falling over him, admiring his black hairs with the black lace around his neck. the black loose shirt hugging his body and the similar jet black bottom admiring his body proportion with the golden embroidery black coat hanging on his one arm. the thumb played with the ring in the index finger and then moving to the middle finger. His shadow was the most dominating one in the palace at that moment and Seonghwa felt intimidated before the look but nodded in his direction when his gaze fell on him.

The younger boy had a wide smile across his face and jumped up to run towards the person who just now announced his presence inside the hall. His arms flew up to wrap around the tall figure who wasted no time to welcome him to his embrace. He missed his love so much. Seeing the excited younger one, he patted his back before pulling apart.

"How was your training?"

"Yunho. I missed you. it was so difficult without you teaching me in a smooth way. they were so harsh and Hongjoong. he was always there to scold me. It would have been better if Seonghwa had went there with me instead of him." Wooyoung made an annoyed face which brought little smiles on other two males.

Seonghwa chuckled, "I am gladly sending this speech to him."

"Oh shut it." Wooyoung glared at him before turning to his elder brother, "Well there is someone I want you to meet."

"Yeah, he was telling me earlier that he wants to show us something. I don't know if I am allowed to be here or not." Seonghwa said in an unsure tone.

Yunho turned towards the older one, "of course you are welcomed to everything. you are like a brother to me and to us." He side eyed his younger brother.

Wooyoung nodded and clasped his hands together to call a maid towards him. The maid bowed towards them and waited for his order. He whispered something to her and she nodded before taking her leave.

"Let's welcome her." He smiled towards them and waited near the door.

"Her?" Seonghwa was confused but having a concern look over his face when he glanced towards Yunho who was sitting on the chair beside the table. He was quiet and gripped the knife tightly in his hold.

Wooyoung just nodded and looked away. Seonghwa sighed and walked towards him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Where is she?"

"She is in the guest room beside my room to freshen up and I asked the maid to call her here. Before you ask me anything else, I met her during the trip to the kingdom. She was the one who kept me alive after Hongjoong's daily torture."

Seonghwa smiled at him.

Someone knocked on the grand metal door. Both of their attention went towards the door and saw a young woman standing in a light blue gown with sleeves hanging slightly from her shoulder with white straps over it. The dress was plain and the hairs loosely resting on the shoulder and locks falling to the side of her face. Tugging the hair behind her ear, a smile sent out to them.

"Hello..."your soft voice made Seonghwa's breath hitches. Wooyoung skipped his steps towards you and embraced you with his arms.

Hearing the voice, Yunho threw the knife across the room. Seonghwa looked at him and he was both scared and concerned. He quickly went towards him and held his hand when he was about to throw the spoon again. Wooyoung was too distracted with you.

"This is the one I was talking about. Meet my savior, y/n from Utopia."

Y/n...

Yunho stood up and pushed the man away to look at his brother and you. He was furious. The muscles around his jaw and neck turned red with clenched fingers and teeth and staring at them with rage.

"Who is she?" He asked with a dark look.

Wooyoung was confused with his sudden reaction but still introduced you to him.

"Y/n..." Yunho repeated the name, he tasted the word in his tongue and it tasted bitter and sweet at the same time. He scoffed and stood in front of you, "and why are you here?"

You were scared and pleading for help from Wooyoung who gave you a smile. "Yunho, don't scare her. She is new here and we will be getting married soon."

Yunho bitterly laughed, "Marrying? Are you serious? Do you even know her?"

"Yunho...you said you will allow me to marry anyone."

"Anyone but" he glared at you, "her."

He turned away and walked towards the door. Seonghwa followed him in close behind and when his gaze fell over you, you saw hatred in them similarly like the other. You gulped and clutched the man's hand beside you, he patted you.

"Oh I'm sorry I didn't look in my way." You apologized and looked back and you bowed towards him, "your honor, Prince Seonghwa."

"Just stop with your acting already. Tell me why you are here. Don't give false excuses." He was glaring and his words were dipped in hatred.

Since the day you started living in the palace, you have seen the similar hatred in their eyes. Their every stare felt like they were about to kill you.

Even Yunho attempted to corner you one day with a knife in his grip and held it to your throat while he was gripping your other arm tightly. You were scared but he was not fazed by that look but when a tear fell from your eyes, a glint of regret, a flick of sadness occurred in his eyes. He loosened his grip and you managed to run away from him.

You sent a confuse look towards Seonghwa after his question and shook your head slowly, "what are you saying? I'm here with Wooyoung."

"You are with him because now he is the easy catch for you. Leave him before Yunho or I will kill you."

"You won't be attempting this wild thing. It's not what you want to do with me. Think about it again. Can you really kill me?" You stood closer to him and smirked. "Can you live in peace after killing me...after killing y/n?"

You bumped into his side before leaving him there. He sighed in his place.

You were right even if he threatened you, he could not kill you.

But what about the other one.

"What are you doing here?" Your voice made him roll his eyes but still facing his back to you. You sighed and stood beside him and leaned over the railing to pick a flower.

"Don't even dare to touch it."

You played with the flower between your fingers and replied, "but I love these flowers. Y/n loves theses flowers a lot. Look at them, these are so sweet." you turned towards him and he was staring at you. you smiled when your gaze fell on the locket around his neck. his silver bodysuit with wide neck making it highlighted. "that locket has the same flower."

"don't speak about this flower from your filthy mouth." he spat at you and you nodded.

"why do you hate me so much? as far as I know, you really can't hate me or harm me."

"Do you really want to hear? Then listen..." he gripped your jaw and stared at you furiously and you kept a neutral expression, "I hate that you are here. I hate everything about you, your face, your voice, your gaze and...you."

"So basically I need to change my whole being and that's not even possible because people love me for who I am. Well, I can't spend a minute more here to hear your shits so better learn to accept me or leave this place for a while because I will be here for a long time and I'm not leaving soon. I will take my leave for now,Prince Yunho or should I say Yuyu."

"Y/n!" He shouted your name and a smirk appeared on your face before turning your back to him, walking away towards your designated room. "I will see how you are going to stay here. I will kill you before you can even realize. Y/n is only mine."

two days later.

You were shocked to hear the news that Yunho left the palace for a while and he won't be returning soon and no one was aware of his day of return. you leaned back into your chair and sighed.

"Why are you not eating? what happened?" Wooyoung asked you while munching on his food. Shaking your head, you pout and held your fork near your nose to inhale the scent of the delicious food and hummed in satisfaction. he chuckled to your reaction.

"This smells so delicious, Woo. I am craving for it even though I haven't tasted it yet." you took a bite and your eyes went wide with the taste melting on your tongue.

"Then eat it. There's a lot and you can have as much as possible." You nodded to him and started eating other dishes. You felt someone's gaze boring hole on you and you smiled to yourself before locking your gaze with the man across from you. He didn't touch his food but was gripping the juice glass tightly with clenched jaw towards you.

"Here. have this, you haven't started eating anything. are you not happy with me being here?" you offered the side dish to Seonghwa and casted a glance towards Wooyoung who smiled to your gestures and laughed to him across the table.

"Of course not. He is really happy with your presence and he is just not used to being around a girl in this palace. Right, Hwa?"

The older one glared at you before replying, "Woo. I am well aware of how to react to a girl's presence but I don't know how to react to her. I think she has said something to him for which Yunho left so early and didn't even inform anyone when will he return. I hope Mingi sent us some news soon or I will kill her." He stood up, making the chair fell behind and before glaring at your direction, he went off to the garden.

"Seonghwa!?" Wooyoung shouted.

"What happened to him?" you asked with the teary eyes.

Wooyoung pulled you and calmed you down, "Hey, it's okay y/n. Dont be scared. I think he is disturbed with something. I will talk to him."

you nodded and both of you proceeded to eat when he told one maid to serve Seonghwa his food in his room.

It's been one week you haven't seen Yunho since he left that day without telling anyone where he went. You asked Wooyoung about his brother's whereabouts but he was even not aware of anything as well. You both were on the same boat. After the commotion you had with Seonghwa during the lunch, you saw him very less and even if he comes across you, he ignores you as if you don't exist. You felt hurt that two of them don't appreciate your presence but still you were trying to win their heart, win their trust that you were there for a home.

You always wanted to stay with your loved one.

You smiled to the thought of Wooyoung. He was busy with archeries since last morning and you were keeping yourself busy with wandering around the palace and getting familiar with the people.

The servants, maids and the soldiers were all very polite and strict to their schedules while on duty but they really treated you nicely. They referred you as the best princess for the kingdom, Halazia.

"Y/n is always the best one and our dear princess."

This compliment always made your heart warm and forgetting about those two who hate you, a feeling of being loved surrounds you.

When you took a turn towards the stairs, you watched the sun setting down slowly and the dusk welcoming the dark sky to cast upon the palace. But as soon as you looked away to your front, you made eye contact with the elder prince, Yunho.

He is back? when? you smiled towards him and walked closer to him. his expression was neutral, you were not clearly understanding his intention but still you slowly approached him.

"Yunho...you are back. How are you?"

he scanned your face and you noticed his eyes were red and cheeks were red and he couldn't stand properly without a support. when he was about to lose his balance, you gripped his side and balanced him with holding his arm and waist. "Hey, are you okay?"

"What are you doing here?"

you ignored his question and pulled him towards the door. he was quite heavy for you but still you managed to push open the door with him in your hold. He was whining like a baby and hiccupping when you pulled him towards the bed.

Your white night gown was so low in appearance to his extra-ordinary embroidery prince suit. you managed to take off his coat and shoes with the jewelleries. he was repeatedly asking you why you were there and why you were helping him, this and that but you just smiled towards him and tucked him in the bed. his eyes were closed but you offered a glass of water and urged him to drink, first he refused you but eventually drank it and fell to his back. placing the glass on the table, you approached to his side and kept staring at him. his pale soft skin was tinted with red but his dark personality was hidden behind the whining little boy in front of you. His puffy cheeks were urging you to pinch them but you shook off the thought and turned around when he grabbed your hand.

"Y/n...please don't leave me...please stay."

your breath hitched to his request. you couldn't believe he was urging you to stay with him. you gulped but didn't turn back because your scared eyes were fixed towards the door. you hoped someone to enter but neither Seonghwa nor Wooyoung was at the palace for the moment.

you slowly turned around and held his wrist softly. "Yunho, you are drunk. you don't know what you are saying. I should leave now and sleep. you must be tired after returning back."

His eyes shot open and he was crying, he sat up and pulled you on the bed and embraced you in a hug. "please, y/n. why are you doing this to me? please...please don't leave me again. I can't stay without you."

again...

you patted his back, "Yunho...please sleep."

"No. please let me show you that no one can else can love you more than me. I am the only one for you. we are for each other."

"Yunho-"

before you could say anything more, he connected his lips with you. your eyes went wide and even when you tried to push him, he pinned you down. he was hungry for your kiss. biting down your lips, you cried in pain and wiggled under his hold. his tongue explored your mouth, teeths clashing to each other and he sucked your tongue. he was tasting every inch of your corner. his lips kissed your jaw, your throat and his face rested in the nape of your neck, he breathed out and his lips nibbled the area before biting down the area.

"please stop it. Yunho, I...I..." you were sobbing but he hugged you tightly. "y/n please please don't cry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"you are not hurting me but it feels wrong doing this."

he pulled apart and pushed you on your back, your head hitting the pillow and his fingers entangled with yours when he hovered on top of you, "nothing is wrong when I am making love with my y/n. you are mine and I can do anything for you and to you."

"but-"

"please..." his pleading with teary eyes made you nodding to him. you agreed to obey him, to let him do anything to you.

you smiled when he returned to kiss the areas where he bit you earlier. he pulled down your night gown, untying the loose knots and pulling the materials down which were blocking your intimate areas. you felt shy under his gaze. his face was attached to your skin. he gripped your palms tighter, flexing his muscles and veins popping out from his hand, neck and forehead. you eyes rolled back when he plopped a nipple in his mouth and toying with the other. your fingers entangled with his hairs.

He has done this before. Same feelings he has made you feel it again and again but still you love it each time.

"Yunho..."

"Only I can make you feel like this. only I am allowed to love you. Only me. Y/n is only mine. No one can have her other than me."

the way he is saying your name, it felt like he was talking about someone else to you. he was referring someone else. his grunts and groans filling your ears, making you squirm under him. his hand left your breast and move down to undo his pants and quickly remove them. he was impatient and so was you.

he was impatient to have you and you were impatient in fear to get caught by someone, maybe Wooyoung.

he planted a kiss between your breasts, right under the heart. a tear drop fell on the place and he closed his eyes.

his red and hard member dripping with precum toyed with your heat, you squirmed and whined when his tip rubbed your entrance, you moaned out and his mouth left your nipples and bit the soft areas around it. his juicy tortures of the lips and teeth trailed to your jaw before planting a long kiss on your anticipating lips.

"Yunho...please..."

"Have patience, Y/n. Take it slow. We have the time for whole night." his thumb rubbed circles on your clit and suddenly he pushed himself inside you. you cried out with the stretch and the pain but he didn't wait for you to adjust and started thrusting faster and harder. His pace quickening and when you caught his gaze on you. he was glaring at you.

"This is what you wanted, right?" he clenched his teeth and gripped your jaw when you tried to look away. "Tell me. Am I making you feel good?"

Tears falling from your eyes and his glare made you clench around his member. he scoffed when he hit you deeper. your hand gripped his forearm and urged him to slow down but he pinned you down more and wrapped his fingers around your throat.

"You can't say anything? huh? such a filthy one. you are already dumb with this. Tell me that you are mine. Tell me y/n. who do you belong to?"

"Cum...I want to cum...Yunho please..."

"Shut up. I am asking you to tell me who do you belong to? Cant you answer it?" you choked when his grip tightened around your throat and he was putting more pressure on to the side.

"Should I stop?"

"No no. please..." you coughed out and his gaze darkened.

there was a fear in your eyes. you were not sure if he was loving the moment with you or he was trying to kill you but the rage in his eyes was bold than the fire and the gaze darker than the night sky. there was a void in his eyes, you couldn't see any love while he was deep buried inside you but there was a cover of hatred.

when he quickened his pace and it became uneven, you were sure he was near but when he was about to cum, he pull out and spilled his seeds on the sheets. you whined for the lose of his touch but moreover you whined because you wanted to cum.

"you are not allowed to cum because you didn't reply me."

"Please..."

"Leave my room before I will do something to you." He waited and watched you being still in your previous position, "I said LEAVE!"

you flinched to his shout and wrapping the gown around you somehow, you glanced at him. he didn't look to your direction and you left his room. the moment his door was shut, he started crying.

"what have I done? why? I'm sorry y/n...I'm sorry." he clutched the locket around his neck and sobbed to himself.

“Stop running around, y/n . You will fall. Seonghwa will scold me that I have let his precious one to fall down.”

“First catch me then only I will stop.” Her laugh echoed around the hall and the said man watched them playing around the palace. He loved her like his own sister and watching her so happy made his heart warm.

“You are running too fast. Those gowns are not safe to run around in.”

“Just accept that you are a weak Prince, yuyu.”

"Tell me y/n, why are you here again?" Seonghwa's eyes were red and he was holding your hand, preventing you to leave the place and go back to the party. you were cursing yourself to come here alone without Wooyoung and annoyedly, you wiggled your arm from his grasp.

"what's your problem, Seonghwa? I won't tell you anything. Leave my hand. you are hurting me."

"And you are hurting me with false hope. please tell the truth. I am begging you."

"Seonghwa, it's better if you go on your own way and let be on mine."

"Y/n."

"Don't say my name. I am tired of hearing this name with you all behaving so pathetic around me. Just stop with your nonsense already." you rolled your eyes and pushed away his hand.

You caressed your wrist and continued, "you all look really pathetic. how you are you going to manage your whole kingdoms on your own when you all are so weak and giving false threats to a girl."

"Don't test my patience, y/n. Why are you here again?"

"Are you not tired of asking the same question since day one. Stop it. I am with Wooyoung here and we are getting married soon. also after he will convince his brother and I will be the princess of Halazia. Oh wait, I will be the Queen."

he stood close to you and glared, "so you are here to take over this place. To rule this kingdom. You are using Wooyoung to get the access to the core."

"that's an intelligent prince there. Maybe, I'm here for the exact reason." you smirked and held his wrist. "even if I'm here so close to you but you can't even kill me. You won't hurt me because you don't have the courage to do it."

Seonghwa pulled his hand away from you and turned around and when he was about to exit the door, you laughed and said, "atleast Yunho hasn't notice it yet. He is yet to find out the reason behind me being here."

You watched how he harshly opened the door and without even glancing back, he went out. you knew you had triggered his emotions.

but what emotions exactly?

"And you thought I won't notice?"

You flinched to the sudden dark voice from the stairs. The ceiling lights and the lamps had a warm radiant but those lights were still piercing on your skin. As if the hatred inside you was adding to the heat of the lights.

Your piercing eyes reflected the shining light of the light chain decorated on the railings. You gripped the glass tighter in your hand, feeling the anger rising in you to watch him descending the stairs.

He should slip a step and fall from the stairs in front of you.

The boots hit to the marbled stairs slowly, the walk was slow, too slow to let you hear each sound of his boot precisely and clearly.

Your glares directed towards him made his corner of the lip to tug upwards slightly. He watched you intently and noticed your slight fear which you were trying to hide it but still couldn't. At this point, the grip on the glass could have broke it easily but somehow it didn't break.

Maybe like the hatred inside you was enough to burn him but the slight fear was more powerful to hold it back.

"Why are you here?" You hissed.

He eyed the glass in your grip and walked forward to stand a bit too close to your liking. you were glued to the ground. you wanted to run away but still something inside you was forcing you to face, face him like the royal you are. are you strong enough? maybe not. he is more powerful than you. both in morals and money.

"If I say...for you?" he said and leaned forward to inhale the perfume. he hummed near your ear, "same sweet smell. It always remind me of the night. don't you miss the day?"

"Never. why can't you just forget about it?"

he chuckled and stood straight, "oh it's too perfect and interesting to remember. how can I just let that sweet moment slip through my mind. I am carving it on a campus to make it remember even if I have amnesia one day."

you gritted your teeth and raised the glass to throw the wine at him but he was quick to get a hold of your hand and took away the glass from you. you glared at him but he just smirked at you and brought the glass to his lips, maintaining an eye contact with you. you could hear some people passing by the passage through outside the main door of this hall in the backyard of the palace. you glanced to the direction of the door and hoped someone to enter so that you could escape his grip because your strength was nothing to his.

the voices became distant and the hope inside you died down with the rising of the bubble of fear.

"I hope you soon have the amnesia and so that I can kill you by myself." you wiggled your hand under his grip.

he ignored you and asked, "have you drink this? did your lips touched the glass?"

"why? will you drink from it now?"

he poked his inner cheek and smirked widely, "oh! I am craving for the lips from that night and if you don't give me the honor to devour them again then I have to do it in this way."

"Yunho, mind your words." you threatened him only to get a loud laugh from him. he threw his head back and amusedly watched his grip on your wrist. the image from that night flashed in front of his eyes. the same way you were whimpering under this hold and begging to him.

"But you loved every words from me when I was choking you." He cocked an eyebrow and smirked.

"Please stop it."

"And if I don't?" He loosened his grip on your wrist and as soon as you stepped backward, he harshly grabbed your arm and pulled you towards him. "Does Wooyoung know about this?"

"About what?" You hissed at him because the grip was leaving red marks on your arm and the fingers on his fingers were pressing on your skin.

The touch was filled with hatred or love?

It's visible that it's all about the hate for you.

"About us? The love we shared that night. The way I made you feel good." He leaned to your level to whisper into your ears, his breath hitting your nape and you shivered, "the way I marked you mine. When in the first place you are always his."

"There is nothing called us. That night was a mistake. Don't talk about it again. I don't want Wooyoung to know about it. I am never yours."

He sipped the wine from your glass and closed his eyes, humming in the taste of the liquid. You watched him in disgust. Gulping down the glass, he noticed your glare.

He paused to stare at the door and when the voice of the person on the other side became distant and he noticed that you were distracted.

He threw the glass across the room and glared at you. You flinched to his sudden action and his grip tightened.

"y/n...y/n...y/n..." He sang your name and his voice and the name coming out from his mouth sent a shiver down your spine. He noticed your little gulp and harsh turned you around and flushed your back against his chest.

"Y/n and Yunho...isn't our name fit nicely together?" He darkly chuckled in your ears. His one hand grabbing your arm tightly and the other placed on your throat. The hand was caressing the skin around when he suddenly squeezed it.

Your choking sound made him smile widely and in satisfaction he whispered, "it will be so fun to kill you, y/n."

You scoffed, "is that a threat?"

He chuckled amusedly, "why? Does that sound like a compliment?"

He loosened his grip around your throat, you coughed out and took deep breaths but he held you against his body.

"Leave me, Yunho."

"I will only leave you when I will kill you." He gripped your jaw and made you face him. His glares were strong, his muscles tight against the jaw and neck and the gritted teeth hissing at you.

"Then kill me."

"Y/n. Y/n, where are you?" Wooyoung's voice echoed around the place and you both could hear it. You broke the stare with him and looked towards the door when the door was pushed open.

Yunho changed your position and placed his hand on your cheek and other still holding your arm. Smiling at you and you stared at him in confused silence.

Why is he suddenly acting like this?

Wooyoung entered the hall and found you either Yunho, he smiled at your form who was held by his brother. You both were facing side to him. Yet to notice his approaching steps towards you.

"There you are my love. What are you doing here, y/n? That even with Yunho?" He was smiling all the way and when he reached near you, you pushed Yunho's hand and hugged Wooyoung.

Wooyoung smiled and patted your head in his embrace and with confused looked at his brother.

"What happened to her?"

Yunho chuckled, "she lost her balance in this dress and her glass fell from her grasp so I was just helping her out."

Wooyoung nodded and felt your hug tightened around him. You clutched his coat tighter and closed your eyes in anger.

These brothers were always different from each other. Wooyoung was in red attire representing his love and passion for you. Whereas Yunho in black attire radiating luxury and power in elegance shooting towards you.

"Are you okay, y/n?" You nodded to his question and he urged you to stand straight. He signaled his brother that he would like to leave the place with you to spend some time and his brother nodded. He guided you towards the door and you followed him either your hand entangled with his and looking down. You could feel a stare burning hole on your back but you didn't look back.

Yunho's eyes followed till you both exited the door and took a turn. As soon as you were out of his sight, he grabbed his hairs and pushed back in annoyance.

"I will kill you, y/n." He clenched his jaw and glared at the way from where you left with his brother.

"Always remember that you are mine." He exhaled heavily and clenched his fist where his knuckled turned white and the palm was almost flushed red with slight edge of the nails digging into his skin.

"Mine to kill."

y/n is his.

"Aw you are looking so pretty. My beautiful one. this flower really suits you. I will make a whole palace with a garden of these flowers just so you can look this mesmerizing when playing among them." He said and hugged her tight.

"you love me too much. even if it's too cold out here but your words are making my heart warm." she said and turned around to put the flower behind his ear, "this look good on you. I love this flower and I love you so we both will live together in that palace."

he smiled at her and kissed her lips, surprising her with his sudden action. she was used to his playful nature but every time still he managed to surprise her. she was too naive for him and he swore to protect her at all cost.

"I love you, y/n."

she smiled and kissed him, murmuring into the lips, "I love you too, Yuyu."

Yuyu...

"y/n...where were you for one whole week? you didn't come to meet me for so long. Do you even know how much I have missed you?" she shook her head to the whiny man who was sitting in the middle of his bed and staring at her like a lost puppy who missed his owner.

"Am I your owner? you are a grown up man so learn to behave like that. Where are the etiquettes of a prince?" she folded her hands and raised a brow while questioning him. She yelped in surprise when he pulled her on his lap.

He was only covered in blanket and she knew if she just pulled a little bit of the corner, she would be greeted with the authentic sight of his perfectly pale and muscled body with his veins patterning under the skin. she wet her lips with the anticipation of what was coming next. The loose materials hugging her body was being removed slightly to get a better access to the places he desired. Gripping his shoulder, eyes closed, she bit her lips to hide the effect of his every touch on her.

"Let me hear you, my princess."

she shook her head and when he bit the back of her ear, she moaned out his name and he lightly chuckled into her ear. It was as if her body gets pulled to his lips like a magnet. Everytime, if the tip of his finger touches her, the body ignites with the desire to get railed by him. she felt embarrassed with the thought and he was well aware of it and he loved to tease her about it.

Pumping the breast over the loose material somehow hanging from her body, his ears were blessed with the whines and moans from her. To tease her and push her to her limits, he grunted in her ears and when she tried to push him down on the bed, he laughed at her impatient state.

"Come on. Don't tease me. Please..."

"Y/n...you won't be ever leaving me, right?" he asked her while he was laying her down slowly, kissing the shoulder blades and marking her wherever he pleased to and then kissing away the pain. he brushed back the hairs from her face and smiled to her when she returned him the similar look.

"Never...you are not getting rid of me unless you are the one pushing me away."

"You are always pretty, y/n."

"Of course, for my handsome prince, I need to look always my best or it won't be fair." placing her arm around his neck, she pulled him into a kiss. he didn't mind but let her kiss him. he was rather enjoying her desperation to feel, to have him for herself. he smiled into the kiss and his hands toying around with her heat and breast and pressing the clothed nipples, making her gasp into the kiss. She pulled his hair and apart from the kiss and glared.

he laughed at her silly face, "what happened? desperate? for me?"

"Yes..." she breathed out, "show me how much you have missed me all these days. her hands travelled all over his back and caressed the bare skin. Taking a hold of her hands, he pinned them down and his look darkened with lust but his every word and action was filled with love.

"Be ready for me princess."

"Always for you…Fuck..." she gasped out and pressed her thighs tighter around his head. "that feels good..."

"Like this?" He hummed against her heat and nuzzled his nose on her clit making her whimpers louder and he was enjoying the sight of her squirming just under the effect of his tongue.

"Uh yes...yes... Like that...please" she replied breathlessly and gripped the sheets tightly.

"Yuyu..." she whimpered. "It feels so good... It's driving me insane..."

"Such a dirty one, aren't you, princess? You know I go crazy whenever you call me this name and still you are saying it now." he murmured against her throbbing ache. "Do you want me to stop?"

"No!" she exclaimed, thighs tightening further around his head. the pressure around his head made him gripped down her hip and continued with his abuse.

"Mmm..." He hummed as he added a finger making her cry out with the cold touch of his rings to the heat, "you are so delicious..."

"Ahhhh..." she moaned loudly when she cummed inside his mouth. he gulped down the liquid and licked the area with his hot tongue. he slurped the juices as if he was starving for all these days.

"Yuyu" she whimpered, "No more please...I need you"

"Yes... have patience, princess" he groaned and got up, hovering over her, squeezing her breasts harder. his dark gaze scanning her body, he smirked that she was all displayed like that and flushed red in front of him because of him, for him.

his fingers rubbed her leaking and aching heat and scissored it before he let her feel the tip of his hard member hitting her entrance. the precum dripped on her heat, mixing with her stained walls from her previous orgasm. He pulled back his hand from between her legs and sank down his hip onto hers. she gripped his arms and cried out with the stretch and his lips kissed the tear line and lips hovered over the closed eyes.

"Look at me love. Let me see those precious pearls."

she snapped her eyes open to find him already staring at her with amusement filled eyes and his hand was caressing her face and patting her head, whispering soft and encouraging words to forget the pain and focus on him because they were making love and love can be gained with a little pain. she grinned as she watched him throw back his head when he felt her clenching around him. he groaned and pushed his his hip faster and his muscles were flexing under the dimly light of the room. his fingers traced over the curves of her body and her nails dig into his back.

She snaked a hand behind his head to pull him down for a kiss. The heated moment when their lips met, their bodies trembled in anticipation and the each little of their touch made them whine. he ran his fingers through her hair, stroking it gently. His lips gently grazed and his tongue licked her lips and she smiled. parting her lips slightly and felt his tongue slide against hers. His tongue traced along the every inch of her lips before sliding inside, tracing the outline of her teeth. His lips wrapped around her desperate tongue and sucked onto it.

She let out a muffled moan as he slipped a finger to rub her clit and push her to the edge. His finger slid inside of her and collected some juice. her breathing became heavier as her body heated up. With every flick of his tongue, every movement of his fingers, her arousal grew stronger and she whined. he could feel her trembling form under him, squirming and becoming weak. he pulled back his finger and urged her to stay still.

"open your mouth and eyes on me." she obeyed his command and soon he pushed his finger inside her mouth. he smirked when he watched her sucking his finger for the dear life, her back arching with the approach of her orgasm and he was near too. she grabbed his wrist and he knew she wanted to cum and he gripped her jaw and nodded. He glanced between her breast and smiled.

she screamed with her climax, the walls clenched tightly and he felt her cum coating him. Waves of pleasure washed over her as her orgasm exploded within. closing her eyes shut tightly, she trembled uncontrollably.

"you look more beautiful like this, y/n..." He moaned and thrust faster, "mine. you are mine y/n...tell me who you belonged to....tell me."

"You...it's only you, Yuyu" she whimpered as her palms clutched tightly under his strong grip. "only yours, I can't take it anymore."

"Thank you love." He smirked. "That means I am making you feel good that no one else can."

"You like it when I fill you up, right princess?" he whispered into her ear. "Do you like feeling me deep inside of you?"

"yes yes..." she moaned out. "You feel so good Yuyu."

Soon he bottomed out inside her, she had felt his hot liquid filling her inside earlier a lot of times but every time, he felt so good. He made her look at him when he filled her with his seeds and the blissed out expression made him hummed in satisfaction. they both were tired and he slowly pulled himself out and fell over her. he pecked her lips and rested his head on her chest before planting a kiss on the place just under her heart between her breasts, fingers flicking the hard bud in front of his eyes. she whined and hit his hand. his laugh vibrated on her chest making her smile.

"I love you, Yuyu...we will always make love like this. I want a happy future for us where no one can harm us and we will be enjoying our life with each other." she played with his hairs and stared at the ceiling, the flames from the chandelier lighting her eyes. his eyes were reflecting the flames from the candles decorated on the various shelf.

"Love...we are always together...in every universe...in every life. I can't lose you ever. No one will take you away from me. You are mine. I love you, my princess y/n."

His princess...

Then why are you his enemy now?

Does he not love you anymore?

what happened to him?

"what happened, y/n? searching for Wooyoung?" Yunho laughed in the end of his statement and you paused before retorting back at him when your gaze fell on his hand, holding a knife. you gulped and stepped back. you tried to run towards the door but Seonghwa closed it shut and stood before it with folded hands and a wide smirk plastered on his face.

"Are you going somewhere?" he asked you and chuckled.

"Move. I need to leave. Wooyoung is waiting for me." you said annoyedly and he rolled his eyes.

Yunho laughed again and it was pissing you off and you turned around to glare at him. he raised a brow and held a glass. before you could contemplate his moves, he threw the wine towards you, making you drenched and your eyes went wide.

"What the hell you are doing?"

"Trust me. Wooyoung is not waiting for you and even if he is waiting for something then it's to hear the news of your death." he glared at you.

You scoffed, "and that won't be happening today. You...you can't kill me. You can't kill your Y/n." you smirked and wiped off the liquid from your face. why the hell you were in that situation. you were hoping to atleast get someone out from between these two psychos but who was there to help you. No one. Wooyoung wants you dead.

What is going on?

"Oh he definitely can kill you." The man standing in front of the door said and glared at you.

your confused look went back towards Yunho who was playing with the knife between his fingers. you gulped how his fingers swiftly swiveled the knife. your mind was storming with the thought that he won't harm you, he can't kill you.

you are his first love. his only love.

"Yuyu..."

"Don't say that name from your filthy mouth. I will cut off your tongue first."

you flinched to his shout and the choice of his words sent a shiver. he approached to your trembling form. he watched how tears were falling from your eyes and you were trembling under his gaze. the memories of you being in the same state before flashed in front of his eyes. his index finger wiped off a tear-drop. he watched it intently, he bit his lips to prevent his weakness to come out. His anger rose inside his body and furiously he watched how your eyes were shedding tears.

He stroke the knife up your arm and slashed it. your forearm burned with the cut and you shout out making him smirk and throw a dirty look at you.

"Yunho! Are you crazy?" you pressed over the cut to prevent the blood flow out from your cut. you were scared and annoyed. how can he hurt you like this? he never liked you getting hurt. then why?

he again slashed on your other arm. you cried out in pain. you fell on your knees and hoping him to stop. Seonghwa was watching the whole incident but never stepping in front to stop him. He was somehow satisfied with the situation unfolding in front of him. you were sobbing and wishing to get away from him when he grabbed your jaw harshly, he was grinning at you.

"I am crazy. I am crazy for Y/n."

"You should not hurt who you love." you said between your hiccups.

"and how about you realize the same thing?" he grabbed your hair and pulled it backward, you hissed in pain and his eyes travelled all around your face. every inch was similar to that Y/n whom he loved, whom he cared. the one who taught him the beauty and flaws in life. the one who gave him hope to live. the one he treasured. the one whose memories he kept safe. the one whom he can't ever forget.

but the heart was not same like before.

that y/n had a warm and liberal heart and this y/n with a cold and greedy heart.

he scoffed and traced the knife with the lining of his face. your fearful eyes looking back at him, begging him to stop but he was nowhere near a pause.

"Please. stop it. it hurts."

"it hurts her too." he replied quickly and you gulped. the tip of the knife pressed onto your cheek, slowly piercing it. "she was begging to stop too."

"who are you talking about?" you sobbed and continued, "you should only think of your y/n. I'm sorry I left you but please we can talk about it. I will explain."

"There is nothing left to talk about. she left me. she left me forever. she is not coming back." he said and slashed his knife across your cheek. you let out a shrill cry and he smirked to the satisfaction. "maybe you have the same face but you cant be her."

"Yunho...I'm still your Y/n."

"you are not her!!!" he chocked you with his fingers putting pressure enough to make your vision go blank for a moment, "You are not Y/n...Y/n is dead. Sana, you have killed her."

"Sana, you can never be y/n even if you are her twin sister." he pushed her back. She coughed out and caressed her throat before glaring back to him. the blood flowing out of the cut and her throat was marked with red fingerprint.

"Yu-"

"are you still pretending to be her?" he placed the knife over her chest. "she cried to me. she cried to me that she didn't have time. she hoped for me to save her from her decisions. she said her goodbye to me but I thought just like the other day, she will again come back to me."

but she never did.

"why you had to kill her? you envied her so much that you had to erase her forever." he stabbed her thigh, her body jolted down and let out a shrill cry again, satisfying his ears. "she was crying for you to stop but you didn't listen."

he pulled out the knife and stabbed again, "you wanted money. you wanted this royalty. I would have given you everything but you killed her. That day I left all of a sudden because i didn't want you to know that I went to Utopia and I didn't expect that I will get to meet y/n. Not her but her last letters to me. Her aunt really kept them safe but she couldn't save her."

"stop.." he twisted the knife. "please..."

"she begged for you to stop. You didn’t. She promised you that she will not return to me that she will help you to get everything you want but you didn’t listen to her. You hit her, you hurt her, you tortured her and then killed her.”

“If she was alive then I could not have approached here. I used her to get to you.” Sana still managed to smirk, “I wanted you from her and this whole royalty.”

He pressed Sana’s wound on the arm and she hissed. “You didn’t only use her to get here but also you used my brother’s feelings. You played with his emotions. I want to torture you like you did with her but my patience is gone. I just want to kill you right now. Right here!”

He raised his hand with the knife, blood dripping from all the wounds he created earlier. Sana closed her eyes when he was about to stab her on the chest but he paused.

Sana opened her eyes slowly and watched that he was still in his previous position. “Before I kill you. Just know one thing. She didn’t die because you have stabbed her. She died because she was betrayed by you whom she loved so much. Her twin sister killed her. She felt losing the war with herself.”

Those were the last words Sana heard before he stabbed her.

he stared at her hooded eyes, "from today I will believe that I have killed her because she left me. I have killed my y/n with my own hands." He repeated the action so many times that Seonghwa ran towards him and hugged him from behind, both were crying but neither of them knew how to comfort the other.

Seonghwa patted his back before standing up and called out the guards. No one would dare to say anything to anyone about this matter but his heart. He was staring at the body, blood oozing out from the heart, making a scar on the chest.

“Why you always kiss on the scar above my chest?” You asked him smilingly.

He again kissed you at the same place and nuzzled his face between your breasts, “it reminds me of the day we met. You saved me from the fire and got hurt. I will kiss it every day to let you know that this is not a scar but a seal to our bond, just above it is your heart beating for me.”

“For you, yuyu.” You planted a kiss on the top of his head.

For him.

“Yunho…” he heard a soft voice calling out his name, he didn’t look up but staring at the floor at his hands, he killed her. The blood on his hand felt like yours. The knife fell from his hand.

Did he kill her? Or you?

“Yuyu…” he looked up instantly. That name with that sweetness in the voice. You were standing in front of him. A sweet smile and sparkling eyes staring back at him, “you remembered me.”

“Y/n…you are really here?” He asked you in a shaky voice.

“No…” she approached him and kneeled down and held his shoulder, “but I want to say that I really love you. I still love you. I am here with you all the time. Don’t feel lonely. We are still together and I still love to see you smiling and laughing like before.”

“You are here. You are lying.”

“I’m here but to say the final goodbye. You promised me that if I die you will be the one to kill me and look you killed her because I left you. I should have said you everything but sorry. Let’s meet again in our next life.”

He grabbed the knife and attempted to cut his wrist when you held his hand, “don’t be stupid Yuyu.”

His body was aching for her touch but still her touch felt distant, just a wave of air. A piece of memory.

“No let me kill myself. I will meet you again and we will be with each other forever.”

“Please….Yunho…I am already far away from you now but don’t kill yourself. Stay for me. I couldn’t live enough to know the beauty of life but you will live for me so that you can tell me everything when we will meet again.”

“Y/n…. I can’t.”

“Yunho, please for me…” tears fell from her eyes “I will wait for you.”

Yunho kept his eyes open because he knew if he blinked a little, the worst sight he had to notice. You held your hand over his eyes and felt his wet eyes. You kissed his forehead “Goodbye…”

Yunho opened his eyes and tears flowed down his eyes, “y/n…”

You were nowhere. He was all alone in that grand place. It was all his imagination that he read in your last letter for him.

“Keep this locket with you. Even if I’m not with you then also I will feel you are safe with me. This will hang over the scar. I will shield it.”

He gifted you the locket but last day, you gave it back to him and that’s why maybe you died.

He killed you. You were always his. Your everything was his.

You were his to love. His to care. His to protect.

His to kill.

And he will live for you. In the end he was always yours since the day you saved him from the fire in your childhood.

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