#NOT THE PROTRUDING CLAVICLES I AM SO TIRED

[transvampireboyfriend]

yay! i love fanart!

..why is she skinny?

[meltwonu]

22. “Mine.”

48. “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.”

56. “You have no idea how much i want you.”

notes; INCUBUS!WONWOO, YALL WE R FINALLY HERE BABY, possessive!wonwoo, choking, degradation, name calling, god imagine silver haired wonwoo with black horns protruding from his skull in a dark grey suit with glasses whew thats my kink, like dapper but make it h0rny, OR NOW THAT THE 24H MV CAME OUT ITS TIME TO IMAGINE WONWOO IN THAT BLACK AND RED OUTFIT WITH THE CROPPED TOP BABYYYYY🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴ALSO this is just a LITTLE longer than what i let go without a cut so the rest is under the cut!(its bc its wonu lbr) 😩💕 Thank you for requesting! Enjoy! 💕

“You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.”

You giggle against Wonwoo’s skin, lips ghosting across the column of his neck. Wonwoo growls as his hands circle your wrists, pinning you against the hallway to your bedroom. His eyes gleam a dark burgundy, lips pressed into a smirk when you mewl. “Am I? What’s so alluring to you when I’m pissed off?” You can’t help but giggle again when he slots a leg between your own; immediately grinding down onto his thigh.

“Maybe I just like when you’re rough with me.”

Wonwoo is unshy about being an incubus; lips curved into a devilish smile when he raises your arms above your head and uses his energy to keep them pinned there. “Oh? So what was all that with Chan? Your ‘lil cunt can’t get enough cock so you have to fuck two incubus? You’re such a cock hungry ‘lil slut, aren’t you?”

Your lips part in a quiet moan when Wonwoo’s hands travel down your dress-clad body; lifting the material higher and higher until it bunches around your waist. “Who says I fucked him? Maybe I just think he’s kinda cute~ Or maybe I just like talkin’ to him ‘cause I know it pisses you off.” You bite your tongue when his fingers dip into the waistband of your panties, tearing the material and sliding it from your body as he tosses it onto the floor.

“Oh, sweetheart, I could sense you from a mile away. Your panties were already soaking just sitting next to him. Don’t lie to me.”

“Maybe I was thinkin’ about how you’d punish me…” You trail off.

Wonwoo undoes the zipper and button of his slacks; well aware of the way your eyes immediately travel down to watch when he wraps a hand around his hard cock. “Oh? And what did I do to you? What did I do to get those panties of yours so fuckin’ wet in that imagination of yours?”

You can’t help but gulp, watching as he smears the precum down his shaft. The veins in his hand tense when he tightens his grip; feeding off of the arousal that floods your body. “I--I--”

“You what? Use your words.”

“I--you--you have no idea how much I want you…” You whisper; pussy clenching around emptiness as Wonwoo continues to jerk himself off.  

“Hmm... do you?” 

Whining, you grind down onto his thigh; lip quivering when he tenses the muscles in his leg. “God, yes, I want you so much, I don’t think you fuckin’ understand...” You lick your dry lips, already imagining his cock inside of you.

“Believe me, I know how much you want me. You’re soaking through my slacks, sweetheart.” His voice is laced with cockiness, eyes glinting with mischief when they meet your needy stare. “But you want to be punished, don’t you? I’m being kind and letting you choose how I do so. So start talking.”

A shiver runs up your spine when Wonwoo’s free hand starts traveling up your torso; fingertips dancing across the exposed skin of your clavicle. “I--I want w-whatever you want, W--Wonwoo…” You mumble; the words getting caught in your throat when he places a gentle grip on the column of your neck. He presses down on the sides only slightly; a warning of what’s to come. 

“Yeah? So if I made you choke on my cock ‘til you cried and didn’t let you cum, that’d be okay?” There’s a pause in his words, a small scoff leaving his lips when your eyes meet. “Yeah right, you’d probably cum just from me cumming down your throat, huh?” He lets go of your neck, snaking his hand back down to your waist.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head at the thought and you can’t help the wetness that grows on Wonwoo’s slacks when you grind down onto his thigh again. “God, pl--please, please I’ll do anything! I promise, just-- god, please fuck me!” You sob, tugging on the translucent restraints keeping your arms pinned above your head.

Wonwoo grins, unwrapping his hand from around his cock. “Fuck, you’re so cute when you’re a desperate ‘lil slut for me. All you have to do is promise me you won’t go fuckin’ other incubus, got it? You’re mine. Mine.” There’s a growl added for emphasis as you nod feverishly.

“I promise!”

He moves fast, lifting your body into his strong hold as he wraps your legs around his waist. The shaft of his cock rests against your soaking folds and you can’t help but squirm. “Fuck, please, please, I need your cock inside me, Wonwoo!” You cry; delirium already settling in with each passing second.

“Okay, since you’ve decided to be so polite all of a sudden.” Wonwoo grins, leaning away enough to position his cock at your entrance. He meets no resistance when he bottoms out in a single thrust; your warm and wet walls sucking him in when he starts a quick pace.

“God, yes! Fuck, fuck---me! Harder! Harder!”

Your words turn into a jumbled mess, legs pushing Wonwoo forward and closer to yourself with each thrust. His hands settle on your waist, nails digging into the material of your dress as he obliges. The head of his cock taps your cervix and you let out a silent scream, begging him for more. “God, look at you. Fuckin’ insatiable.” He licks his lips, lifting a hand from your waist as he slithers it up to your neck again.

“Takin’ all my cock like a good girl. How many times do you wanna cum tonight?”

You clench around his cock at the promise of more orgasms; the tension in your body already ready to snap. “I--ah, hah, f-fuck, as many as you want! Fuckin’ make me cry just--I need to cum, p-please!” You whine.

The grip on your neck tightens more and more by the second; Wonwoo’s red eyes and black horns only a blur to your teary eyes.

“Then cum, slut.”

Wonwoo’s pace doubles in an instant; his deep and wicked chuckles all you can hear when you cum hard. “Shit, you’re so fuckin’ tight!” He groans as your walls flutter around him. The grip on your neck loosens just as your orgasms crests and you feel your entire body tense as he continues to fuck you through it.

Wonwoo slows down his pace ever so slightly to let you catch your breath once he feels your body start to relax in his hold.

It takes you a second to come down from your high; the lightheadedness still making your body buzz with adrenaline. “Fuh--fuck, Wonwoo…” You whine. The incubus grins, watching as your hazy eyes try to focus on him.

“Don’t get tired on me yet, sweetheart.” His voice is eerily sweet when he speaks, eyes glimmering with mischief.

In the blink of an eye, you’re in a bed; silk sheets between your fingertips as you stare up at a dark ceiling. The confusion paints your features when you sit up, completely stripped of the dress you were wearing earlier.

You hear Wonwoo’s deep chuckles, eyes peering up at him when he comes into view in his dirtied slacks and undone silk shirt. “I figured… It’s going to be a long night for you so why don’t we have a little audience, hmm?”

The sound of shoes on hardwood have you turning your head, throat dry when you see who walks into the unfamiliar room.

“Oh, baby. You know I don’t like being played with either~ I don’t like that you used me to get ‘ol Wonwoo-hyung mad~” The grin on Chan’s face is sickeningly sweet; his own silk shirt undone and mussed when he sits on the opposite end of the large bed.

“I--I---”

“Now, now. He’s only here to watch you take your punishment, sweetheart.” Wonwoo rounds the bed, sitting down next to your blushing form. He tilts your head up, lips ghosting against your own before he smirks; crimson pools meeting your lust filled eyes.

“We agreed that it wasn’t very kind of you to use him as your pawn, y’know? Thought maybe he should be reimbursed for his troubles. However, I suggest you behave or else we might need some viewer participation, hmm?”