#PARK SEONGHWA IF YOU DON’T PUT THAT TONGUE BACK INSIDE YOUR MOUTH

[cheollipop]

WHO ALLOWED THIS TO HAPPEN

[pradaax]

Twisted

Song Mingi x Reader 18+

What could possibly go wrong with sleeping with your boss’ son?

Your red bottoms click as you entered the company, the stares didn't go unnoticed to you. You could say you always did enjoy a bit of attention.

You passed by the security and into the elevator. The doors opened showing the hallway that leads to the office of the man you weren't happy about seeing.

You didn't bother knocking and entered the office, there he was in the chair with his unbuttoned shirt, a drink in his hand and a girl in her bra on the desk "Why are you here?" He clicked his tongue placing his drink down.

"Scram." You demanded, your eyes bruised on the girl who started to pick up her clothes from the floor and ran out the office. You strolled up to the him. "Did he send you?"

You ignored him, your eyes running around the office room that smelt like fresh sex. A disgust look took over your face when your eyes landed on him.

You worked for Mr Song, Mingi’s father. You were loyal to him, he was your role model and you were proud to work for a hard working man who worked so hard to build a company from nothing to where it was now. A big corporation in Korea.

Mr Song was a gentleman but his son was a totally womaniser though that wasn't the only reason why you loathed him it was also the fact that whatever his father built would come down to the ground if Mingi stayed like this.

It was a well known fact that he would always bring in different women to the office almost everyday but no one dared to say anything because the man also had anger issues.

"You need to put a stop to this." You warned throwing the files you were holding on the brown oak desk. "The sales have dropped by 15% and Park’s corporation is no longer wanting to partner." He lazily opened one of the files, scanning it before looking back up you since you were still standing.

The hatred feeling between you two was mutual, you both didn't like each other or even handle being in each other's presence. Mingi didn't like the fact that his own father trusted you more than him or how he treated you as if you meant something more than him.

"This has nothing to do with me, numbers dropped before I was in charge." Mingi’s voice hit your ears and you almost wanted to laugh at the stupid mark he made.

“Stop fooling around, you’re the CEO of Song corporation now. Grow up, Mingi.” Your statement made him poke the inside of his cheek with his tongue and raise a brow. He stood up stepping towards you.

“You have some confidence on you, walking in here telling me what to do. I don’t know if you have been sucking my father’s dick but-”

The slap that had just landed on his face cut him off. He scoffed titling his head, his eyes not leaving yours as your ones danced between his. Mingi had crossed the line. “Don’t ever say such sick things.”

You turned to leave but the sudden grip on your wrist span you around. Your body was pressed against his one. You stared up at the taller male, before you had the chance to say something his slender fingers wrapped around your throat pushing you back to the sofa.

“What the hell are you doing?” Your eyes widen as you fell on the sofa, his fingers only tightening. Mingi leaned over, he was only inches away from your face. Anger in his eyes and the smell of whiskey was lingering around your nose.

“Should I be the last face you see?” A creepy smile made its way to his face. His eyes growing as your face turned red, he was crashing your windpipe. Your hands wrapped around his wrist trying to loosen his grip but that didn’t work and you took the opportunity to dig your nails into his neck too.

“G-Go to hell.” You managed to spit out, his eyes only darkening more. A wince leaving his mouth when your nails dag deeper.

The door opening caught both of your attention. Seonghwa strolled in with a frown on his face and his hands in his pockets. “Did I walk in at the right or wrong time?”

Mingi’s grip loosened and he stood straight rubbing his neck. You coughed gasping for air, your throat completely dry.

“I won’t even ask.” Seonghwa sighed, you glared at the taller man in the room before standing up and heading to the door. “Yes, go run to Mr Song.” Mingi’s voice was heard before you slammed the large wooden door shut.

You pulled out the ringing phone and it was Mr Song. You put it on your ear hearing his cheerful voice.

“How did it go?” He asked.

“He’s out of control, Mr Song. Sales have dropped by 15% and the Parks no longer want to partner.”

“I will take care of him, go back to see him in a few days.”

-

You took a deep breath before opening the large doors. It was night and no one was in the company besides some security who let you know that Mingi was still in.

The office was dim and the chair was facing the city lights outside the large window. Mingi didn’t bother turning around. Your heels clacking in the silent room.

You bite your lip, this was a bit unusual. “Mingi?” He didn’t answer but you knew he was there, the chair might’ve had a long backrest but you could still see the man’s hair. You flicked the lamp near him on. You frowned moving even closer trying to see his face.

You almost gasped when his features came in sight. His lip was busted, a cut on his eyebrow and cheek and a light bruise around his eye. Mingi’s attention went on yours. He had a drink in his hand that he had now placed down and a bloody handkerchief.

“What happened to you?” You were now in front of him, looking down with concern drawn over your face. Your hand reaching out to the first aid kit next to him. You quickly pulled out wipes, you dapped it on the cut on his cheek making him wince. “Sorry.” You mumbled.

“Why would you get into a fight? The press conference is in a few days!” You stated purposely pressing hard on his cut. “He hit my car.”

Your mouth almost fell open at the stupid excuse to start a fight. “Let me guess, I should see the other guy?” You glared at him, he let out a small laugh. It was your first time seeing him genuinely laugh making him bloom. “Read my mind.”

You started to clean the cut on his lip, the silence was comfortable for some reason. You felt his stare on you but you ignored that and continued with your task though shortly Mingi gently grabbed your wrist pushing your hand away.

Your eyes met and it felt like he had casted a spell on you. You didn’t realise how close you really were to him yet you didn’t bother to move.

“If you stay that close, I’m going to kiss you.” He softly whispered, placing a strand of hair behind your ear. You weren’t sure what had gotten into you, he started leaning closer you stayed still like you were waiting for your lips to connect with his plump ones.

Mingi grabbed the back of your head closing the gap between you two. The kiss was anything but sweet. The taste of metallic coming in your mouth due to the cut on his lip but that didn’t bother you.

With his free hand he wrapped it around your waist pulling you down on his lap. You could feel his bludge growing by the second under you. Your hands wrapped around his dark hair, lightly tugging on it as you started to sway your hips making him let out a groan. Mingi pulled away latching his mouth on your neck, planting soft kisses down your chest as he took your blazer off and pulled your dress down revealing your hard nipples.

His thumb teasingly circled around your nipple causing a moan to escape. He grabbed your tit and his warm tongue danced around your nipple before sucking it.

“Oh god.” You murmured tugging more on his hair, you haven’t felt anything like this in a while. You felt the wetness between your legs and wanted more.

You stood up dropping to your knees and unbuttoned his pants, with his help they were pulled down. You bit your lip seeing how big he really is.

You grabbed his length in your hand and Mingi had a fistful of your hair pushing your head down. “Spit on it.” He ordered and you did so but he took that chance to shove himself down your throat.

You started to bob your head, your mouth fully stuffed with his cock. “Taking it like a good girl.” He smirked when you looked up at his face, your cheeks were rosy, your brows pinched together and your hair was messy since he was still tugging on it.

Mingi grabs your arms pulling you up in a second, he stood up and pushed you down on his desk. He lifted your dress up and ripped your stockings.

He moved your panties to the side as he leaned over you. “So wet for me.” He whispered biting your neck. Mingi took out a condom from his drawer and put it on after ripping off the package.

“Don’t flatter yoursel-” A whimper cut you off when he positioned himself to your entrance and with no warning slammed into you, stretching you out.

“F-Fuck you.” You mumbled digging your nails into his shoulders, his pace was nowhere near gentle. “Already am, doll.” Mingi licked your lips, grinning hard seeing the mess you were and how you could barely form words.

“I think I like you better when you’re moaning more than talking.” He purred against your neck, his thrusts not dying down.

He kept abusing your insides over and over. His hands were running down your body. He stood straight placing your leg on his shoulder and holding onto your hips keeping you in place as he kept slamming into you like there’s no tomorrow.

“Taking me pretty well, aren't you?" He groaned watching how his length was disappearing inside you.

You felt light headed from all the pleasure and the heat rushed through your body. You arched your back when he started to rub your swollen clit.

With one thrust he pushed himself so deep inside you, both of your hips now touching. No one’s ever been that deep and you loved it. Your legs twitched and you released over his cock. He jerked inside you with a groan you knew he was done.

He pulled out throwing the condom in the trash under his desk. Mingi fixed himself up, you were still on the desk unable to move. “Did I fuck you that good?” He smiled proud of himself making you roll your eyes.

He carried you making your arms wrap around his neck. Mingi gently placed you on the couch and covered you with the blanket. You felt sleep taking over you when he started to play with your hair.

“I didn’t get into a fight. I was jumped by Mr Song’s guards. Funny how my father shows his love, right?”

Twisted

[sanjoongie]

𝒟𝒶𝓎 𝒪𝓃𝑒~ 𝒞𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓅𝒾𝑒

The Menu

🩶Pairing: Bunny! Hybrid! Park Seonghwa x Space Transport Pilot! Reader (f)

🩶Au: scifi au, space au, hybrid au

🩶Trope: s2l

🩶Genre: smut

🩶Rating: 18+, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

🩶Warnings: creampie, unprotected sex, power bottom! reader, pleasure top! seonghwa, degradation kink, begging, dacryphilia, begging, dumbification, nipple play(m), verbal teasing, praise

🩶Word Count: 1,212

🩶Summary: when you agree to take on a stray bunny hybrid as a passenger on your transport, you had no idea you'd hit your fertile cycle and lure Seonghwa into a rut

🩶 Masterlist | Day Two: Hongjoong🤍

The lewd noise of squelching fills the cockpit of the ship, Limitless. You aren’t entirely sure anymore where Seonghwa ends, and you begin. All you know is that his cock is the source of your neverending pleasure and you aren’t keen on giving that up anytime soon. You have been riding him in the pilot's chair for who knows how long now, clothes only partially pulled aside or barely discarded in a rush to fuck, fuck, fuck.

You spoke between gasps and pants, unable to halt the movement of your hips. “When you said…you were…a bunny hybrid…you really weren’t…joking.”

“I’m sorry,” Seonghwa whines, even as his hips cant upwards. “I didn’t think this would ever happen.”

Seongwha’s floppy ears bounce with every thrust into you. You push a hand through his hair, brushing his ears as well, and find them just as soft as you hoped.

“It’s okay,” you reassure him. “The days are long in a transport vessel. This will make them interesting.”

Seonghwa closes his eyes, leaning into your touch. He tips his head back and pushes his lips out. “Please.”

The bunny hybrid is addicted to kisses, just as much as his cockhead is addicted to kissing your uterus. His length is literally meant to put babies into you. In fact, he has already come so much that the noises echoing in the cockpit are literally him fucking his cum back into your already full and swollen cunt.

As you slant your lips across his rather plush ones, Seonghwa’s fingers dig into your hips, curving into your ass. “More,” he moans into the kiss.

You plunge your tongue into the cavern of his mouth, tongue lazily engaging with his and your cunt pumps him for more cum. You aren’t sure if crossbreeding is even a thing, but you are past the point of caring, honestly. You just want to hear the desperate mewls of the bunny hybrid under you.

“I’m gonna--” Seonghwa’s pained expression indicates that he is truly close to coming again. “I’m gonna come!”

“Fill me up, handsome,” you purr, and then he unloads inside of you.

You ride him through his high, stopping only after a few pumps to raise yourself above his cock. You both moan in unison as his still-hard cock slips out of your sopping wet cunt. Still, you remain above him, his cum pouring out of your gaping hole.

Seonghwa’s Adam’s apple bobs as he watches. “Don’t do that,” he whines.

“You’re doing such a lousy job of keeping me full, Seonghwa,” you coo mockingly. “Look at it all coming out again! Guess you have no choice but to fuck me some more, hmm?”

The bunny hybrid whimpers tragically. “I’m doing my best.”

You carefully step off your pilot’s seat, legs barely able to handle your own weight. You move over to the navigation console and lean over it tantalizingly. You can feel Seonghwa’s cum dripping down your thighs and you know he has a perfect view of what you’re feeling.

“Are you?” You prompt him, throwing a challenging look over your shoulder.

Seonghwa makes a pitiful noise in the back of his throat and gets up from the cum-soaked seat that he has been glued to. His long fingers skim over your ass and he ruts his wet cock up against your ass cheeks. “I keep filling you up but you keep letting it all come out,” he murmurs in a sulky tone.

“Oh, it’s my fault that you aren’t keeping me plugged up and full of your sweet cum?” you raise an eyebrow at him. “Perhaps I should take my pussy elsewhere and you can try to keep my seat full of your cum instead.”

The hands that have been meandering over your ass tighten in possessiveness, and you feel a triumphant grin pull at your lips. “No. I need to be inside of you. Don’t leave me.”

You turn around and wrap your arms around Seonghwa’s neck. He’s in near-tears from the threat of you taking your hole away from him. “You gonna do a better job then?”

Seonghwa’s nose twitches, and his foot begins to tap impatiently. “I can do it. Give me one more chance. Please?”

You can’t help but fondly bop his nose. The stars reflect in his eyes, and you can not deny him anything in this moment. “I’ll give you one more chance but--”

You gasp as Seonghwa wraps his arms around your waist and hefts you up onto the console. With a hand pressed into each of your thighs, Seonghwa spears into you without any guidance. His eyes roll into the back of his head with the pleasure of being sheathed inside of you once again.

With tiny thrusts, he’s already dumb again. “So good, so good, so good,” he chants.

Your hands are free, and that gives you the opportunity to play with Seonghwa’s pebbled nipples. His shirt has a cheeky slit that makes it easy to reach in and do so. As a result, Seonghwa thrusts into you sharper than he had been.

“Oh god Seonghwa, fuck, just like that, handsome,” You groan.

Seonghwa bites down on his bottom lip and leans in to jack-hammer into you. “I like it when you squeeze me when you come,” he whispers shyly.

You run the back of your finger over Seonghwa’s cheek. “There’s a good bun.”

Seonghwa whines again, collapsing on top of you fully. He buries his face into the crook of your neck. The only space between the two of you is where he lifts his hips to fuck into you. “Wanna make you come,” He murmurs into your neck.

“Oh, it's not just all about you, hmmm?” You can't help but tease.

Seonghwa gently brings his teeth down on your shoulder. It's not a threat; it's more of a way for him to focus. “You're so warm and good to me. Wanna make you feel good, too.”

Your hands get tangled up in Seonghwa’s hair as you feel your climax soon approaching. The rate that he's thrusting into you guarantees that you'll be coming soon. “Hnnnnn, Seonghwa,” You moan.

“Come, pretty, come for me. Make your pretty moans, please. All I want to feel is you clench around me. Please, you're so warm and tight and--”

“Fuck!” You cry out and do just that. Your toes curl as you run through your umpteenth climax, each one better than the next.

Seonghwa whines, and you feel him spurt inside of you, coming little after you squeeze him with your climax. “Gonna fill you up, and it's gonna stay there,” he says into your neck.

You trail the tips of your fingers listlessly along the nape of Seonghwa's neck. “Good job, Bun.”

The bunny hybrid lifts his head so that he can meet your gaze. “Truly?” He wonders, lips pushed out and eyes looking for more praise.

You push some hair out of his eyes, and he blinks cutely at the gesture. “Truly.”

He rests for a moment, having completed his purpose. If not for the faint twitch of his cock calling him back to battle.

“One more time,” Seonghwa whispers against your skin. His hips push against yours, pelvis grinding into your clit.

“I've got time,” You can't help but grin.

🩶 Masterlist | Day Two: Hongjoong🤍

[hwashotcheeto]

𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅'𝒔 𝑴𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 (6)

Best Friend's Mother Masterlist

Chapter: Six (Smut chapter | afab version)

Milf!Park Seonghwa X gn!reader

Summary: You and Seonghwa finally have a private moment without having to worry about guilt holding you back.

WC: 3.7k

Smut warnings: Kissing, nipple play (idol receiving), oral (both receiving), protected PIV sex, light choking

“Please, jagiya, don’t tease any longer.” 

You smirked and pulled your hand away, only to get up and sit on his lap, making him whimper again as you sat right on his cock. 

“Don’t you worry, Mommy. I’ll take care of you.” 

Seonghwa’s arms locked around your waist as you started rocking your hips against him. Your heart skipped a beat as he let out a strangled squeak. 

He was conflicted, he hadn’t been submissive for a long time. And he��d already mentally sworn he’d take care of you and be strong for you. 

But as you were grinding against his cock, pushing down on his chest, looking at him with undeniable lust, your words replayed in his head. 

“Don’t you worry, Mommy. I’ll take care of you.”

So for now, Seonghwa would let you do just that. 

You ran your hands over his chest, playing with the hem of the nightgown, running your fingers over the pretty pink flowery lace. What the fuck, it was so cute. 

You leaned in and pressed your lips against his skin, kissing down the middle of his chest feverishly. Seonghwa melted, his body relaxing under your kisses, gripping your body tighter as he let out soft, pretty moans. 

You’d caught yourself staring at his chest an awful lot, and who could blame you? 

This is exactly what you fantasized about: Putting your face in his chest, letting him smother you, holding you tight while he’s balls deep inside you-

You couldn’t stop yourself. You stilled your hips as you pulled one side of the nightgown off his shoulder and kissed down his chest to his nipple, running your tongue over it and sucking on it like he’d done to you. 

Seonghwa took one of his hands and instantly brought it up to cover his mouth, all of his whimpers and whines being muffled as his other hand clutched your shirt. 

You felt him harden against your core, and you couldn’t help but smirk knowing how much he liked this. Good news for you, since you were loving it. 

Your eyes flicked up to his face, and still had his head thrown back with his hand over his mouth. The sight of that in itself was gorgeous, his chest heaving, his pretty neck on display, his eyes squeezed shut. 

As gorgeous as it was, you knew you could do better. 

You slid the other side of the nightgown down his arm and ran your fingers over his other nipple, pinching and pulling on that one in time with the movements your mouth made on the other side. 

Even with his hand over his mouth, Seonghwa’s cry was still loud enough to hear it throughout the house. His face burned in shame, struggling to keep himself quiet, but goddammit, you were making it so difficult. 

Your cunt pressing up against his hard (now leaking) cock, your mouth and hands on his tits, fuck, he was losing his mind. He needed more. 

Seonghwa pulled his hand away and gripped onto your shoulder, finally lifting his head to look down at you. “Sweetheart, please,” he whined, “I need you on my cock, please.” 

And the idea of already fucking his brains out, looking down on him like he did to you, relishing in the control he gave over to you as he’d melt below you was absolutely divine. 

But at the same time, you didn’t want to jump straight into that. You wanted to keep this going. 

You smiled up at him as you pulled away from his chest, sitting up properly. He looked at you with stars in his eyes, so many unspoken pleas beside them. 

“If you insist,” you teased as you slid down off of his lap onto your knees on the floor. Seonghwa’s breath caught in his throat, making a soft choking sound as you pushed his nightgown up to his waist. 

And then it was your turn to choke when you saw the lacy, tiny panties he was wearing. 

Seonghwa weakly smiled seeing your flushed cheeks and wide eyes. Of course he’d worn them, he had them saved for “special occasions” like the many others he had tucked away. 

“Go on, take it off,” he whispered, reaching out to grab onto your hair with a trembling hand. You blinked and brought yourself back to reality, obeying his request and pulling them down and off his legs, leaving them on the floor beside you. 

His cock sprung up, hitting his nightgown and smearing pre cum on the lilac silk. Seonghwa watched as you reached forward to gently wrap your hand around him, looking up before you started slowly stroking him. 

The relief made him roll his eyes back and sigh contentedly. “That’s it, good doll.” You can’t deny that the praise makes you clench, but you manage to keep yourself composed as you reach up and lick around the tip. 

Seonghwa gripped onto your hair tighter, whining softly. “Yes, that’s-” He cut off with a choke and whimpered as you wrapped your lips around him, gently sucking on the tip instead. Fire danced up through his bones as his body went weak under you again, his thighs tensing hard beside your head. 

It was such a power trip seeing him so submissive to you. And you loved it. 

He’d hardly had time to adjust to this before you took him further into your mouth. Seonghwa squeaked and grabbed onto your hair with both hands now, panting heavily. You couldn’t help but smile as you began to slowly bob your head, still gently sucking. 

Seonghwa was already losing it. He was so sensitive, every gentle suck was making him shiver and tremble, he felt like he was on fire. He was sweating already, but mostly because he was doing everything in his power to not be loud enough for Wooyoung to hear. 

Wooyoung knew damn well what you two were up to, it’s why he left you two alone. Unbeknownst to the two of you, he couldn’t hear a thing through his headphones. 

Still, it would be awkward to hear your mom screaming your best friend’s name, so Seonghwa tried his best to stay quiet. 

That was becoming progressively difficult as you sped up your movements, slowly taking more of him, up until you gagged when he hit the back of your throat. Seonghwa snapped his head down to look at you, his eyes filled with concern, but you just kept going. A fire burned in his stomach when he heard the gag. 

“Sweetheart,” he whined, muffled by his hand. “Slow down, I’m going to-” And you knew where he was going, so you pulled off completely. Seonghwa squeaked in confusion, his eyes big and pleading. 

But it disappeared as you pulled your pants and underwear down and crawled up on top of him, pushing him down onto his back on the couch. 

“What?” Seonghwa grabbed onto your arms, fear in his eyes. “What are you doing?” 

“Going to fuck you?” You responded, settling back on his thighs. Seonghwa gulped and looked away as his cheeks turned red. “Is that not okay?”

It’s not like Seonghwa had never bottomed. He’d had his share of partners, and many different acts and positions. He was no stranger to all of this. But Seonghwa had insisted on taking care of you. 

He wanted to be good to you, to care for you. He promised you he would. It was in his nature to do so, you saw it in everything. 

But your words replayed in his head. Don’t you worry, Mommy. I’ll take care of you. 

Seonghwa looked up at you, and you looked at him with nothing but care. Your eyes were gentle. Soft. He smiled and reached out to hold your hands. 

“Yes. Take care of me, sweetie.”

You didn’t need to be told twice. 

Seonghwa had grabbed a few condoms for the two of you, thankfully. After you both got back into position, he watched you with half lidded eyes as you tore the packet open with your teeth and slid it down onto his dick. You smirked at him as you hovered over him. 

You leaned down, propping yourself up on your arms beside his head. “Ready?” You breathed, your lips hovering over his. 

“Ready, doll,” Seonghwa breathed back, his pupils blown out. 

With that, you slowly sunk down onto his cock, biting your lip to stifle the moans that wanted to escape. Seonghwa dropped his head back against the couch again, closing his eyes, gripping onto your waist to ground himself. 

You felt fucking fantastic, and if he wasn’t careful, the whole neighborhood was going to know it too. 

You watched his face as you slid down the whole way, until he finally bottomed out inside you. You leaned your forehead on Seonghwa’s as you both panted softly. 

“You okay?” You breathed, your voice shaky. Seonghwa nodded as he opened his eyes. 

“Yes, I’m alright. You can move.” 

You pushed yourself up onto your arms and started slowly bouncing up and down, taking your time, letting you both adjust. Seonghwa’s eyes fluttered shut again with a soft moan as he dropped his head back again. Your heart skipped a beat when he did. 

His sharp features relaxing, his eyes gently closed in bliss, his delicate hands squeezing your waist. He was utterly gorgeous. And he was all yours right now. 

“You feel so good, doll,” he mumbled, smiling weakly. The relaxation of not having control, to be taken care of, was euphoric. He’d felt at peace, calm. 

Seonghwa opened his eyes and looked up at you with nothing but adoration. As you looked back at him, you felt something new. Something so powerful, it made your heart ache. Something that made warmth spread over your whole body. 

It can’t be love. There’s no way. 

You took a breath and pushed the idea out of your head. You tried to ignore the ache in your chest. The butterflies in your stomach. 

You looked away from Seonghwa and bounced on him faster and harder, gripping onto the couch cushions. His hands slid down and locked around your hips. His eyes changed to surprise as you continued to increase the pace, clenching down on him tighter as his head hit your spot. 

A choked gasp left his lips as you fell into this new rhythm. Seonghwa’s eyes rolled back as he squeezed your hips. He pursed his lips to keep in all the louder moans and whines that wanted to escape him. 

You yourself were struggling to keep quiet too, your arms beginning to tremble. The pleasure was rocketing up through your bones, making fire burn in your bones. 

“Jagiya,” Seonghwa whined, “Don’t stop, it feels so good.” He squeezed your hips tighter. His lips turned to a tight line as he squeezed his eyes shut again to keep quiet, but there was a still constant stream of whines and whimpers. 

“I won’t,” you breathed, gulping nervously. You were trying to stay strong to keep going, to do good for him, but your arms continued to shake as you did. 

With how tight he was clinging onto you, the whines and moans he let out, his blissed out expression, you were just as weak as he was. 

But at the same time, you felt pride knowing you could make him melt like this. You were making him whimper, he was the one with his head back, clinging onto you. 

A smirk crept onto your lips as you ran your hand up his chest to pull his nightgown aside and play with his nipples again. Seonghwa’s eyes flew open with a gasp, looking down, then back up at you. The surprise quickly turned back into pleasure as he bit his lip with a whine. 

“Yes sweetie, just like that.” His nails dug into the fabric of your shirt. “I’ll come if you keep this up, please don’t stop.” 

You were on cloud nine hearing him beg for you with barely held back whimpers. 

“Come for me, Mommy,” you whispered, fucking him faster again, your own orgasm nearing. You were hardly able to contain yourself and keep your pace consistent as you chased your high, your brain going foggy with pleasure. 

Another whimper fell from Seonghwa’s lips as he wrapped his arms around your shoulders instead. You watched as his breathing grew heavier and his noises were all growing choked. You clenched around him as his eyes rolled back again. 

“I’m coming, cover-” He tried to say, but you leaned forward and smashed your lips onto his, swallowing all the whines and whimpers Seonghwa let out as you came all over him. 

He followed soon after, and you fucked him through it until it was over. Your brain turned to mush hearing all Seonghwa’s muffled cries against your lips, feeling him twitch inside you until he went still, after you milked him for all he was worth. 

You pulled back from the kiss once you were both done, and you both smiled in a daze. Seonghwa reached up and held your cheek, running his thumb over the bone. 

“You did wonderfully, sweetheart,” he whispered, softly panting. “Thank you.” 

“Of course,” you whispered back before you pulled away. You slowly pulled off of him and got rid of the condom. 

You both sat back down on the couch, cuddling afterwards, wrapped in each other's arms, enjoying the afterglow. 

“What was this movie about again?” You asked, suddenly remembering that’s what you were originally doing. Seonghwa laughed as he reached for the remote to turn it off. You smirked as an idea for a joke appeared in your mind. “I fucked you so good, you don’t remember?” 

Seonghwa laughed again. “Maybe you did.” 

You knew it was probably a bad idea, but you went for it anyway.

“Aww, Grandma’s losing his memory.” 

And that was the moment you sealed your fate. 

Seonghwa turned his head to you, but not with anger, or even annoyance. He looked at you with slight amusement, but also with a question in his eyes: “Is this really what you want to do?”

“Who are you calling Grandma?” 

You made a show of looking around the room, being dramatic with your movements as you craned your neck. “I don’t see anyone else-” 

Seonghwa grabbed your throat and pinned you down on your back on the couch, staring down at you. Your heart stopped for a moment, but you calmed when you realized he wasn’t angry. 

“Should I show you how much this “Grandma” can still do?” He mused, leaning closer to you. “How much I can still make you shake? How much I’ll make you cry my name?” 

You clenched your thighs together at such a promise. You nodded with wide eyes, to which Seonghwa smirked in sadistic delight. 

“Then sit back up and strip yourself.” 

You did as he commanded without a second thought, sitting up in the middle of the couch and stripping your bottom half. Seonghwa fixed his ponytail as he got on his knees in front of you, forcing your legs apart. 

“Keep quiet for me,” he said as he reached forward to slowly stroke you. “Alright? If you get too loud, I’ll stop.” 

“Yes Mommy,” you breathed, your voice wavering slightly. 

“Good doll.” 

You shivered as his tongue slipped out of his mouth and ran from your slit to your clit. He was slow and methodical, taking his time to lap up some of the slick that pooled there before he dared to give your clit little sweet kitten licks. 

Your heart fluttered when you heard him swallow. He made sure it was loud enough for you to hear, even adding on a soft moan at the end before he continued to lick at your clit. 

His hands rested on your thighs, drawing little circles on the inside, making you tense under his gentle grip. He squeezed them when he felt it. 

Your stomach did somersaults as he looked up at you as he continued to lick at your clit. He sped up when he did, angling his tongue to focus on the sweet spots before licking up some of your arousal again and going back to it. 

And all of it was making it nearly impossible for you to keep quiet. 

Seonghwa knew it, and he was loving every second of watching you struggle to contain your moans. He smiled when you had to cover your mouth with your hand. It was his sign to do more. 

Seonghwa’s lips wrapped around your clit and sucked. And he wasn’t gentle, no, he sucked hard from the start. 

Your free hand shot out to grip onto his ponytail, to which his eyes rolled back as he continued to suck, moaning softly. The vibrations made chills run over your thighs. 

He took one of his hands off your thighs and ran his fingers up to your slit, teasing your entrance before he pushed two fingers inside you. You gripped his ponytail tighter as he fucked back into your tired hole, curling up into your spot. 

And he was looking up at you as he did it all. Alternating between licking and sucking your clit, finger fucking your cunt, deliberately rubbing against your spot, all with a hungry, determined look in his eyes that made your thighs shake around his head. 

It all brought you closer to that sweet bliss you were craving. You bucked your hips up as you felt the beginning creep up, to which Seonghwa made a soft noise of protest, and he smacked your thigh before he held your hips down. 

He looked up at you again, this time with a warning in his eyes, to which you nodded wordlessly, keeping your mouth shut as tight as you could. 

But fuck, was it hard when all you could hear was the obscene wet noises of his mouth licking your clit and his fingers fucking your hole, the moans he made, when you could see the mess dripping down his neck and all over his mouth, when his hands were holding you down against the couch-

“Mommy, I’m gonna come,” you whimpered out, clinging onto his hair tighter. Seonghwa hummed in answer, and when he didn’t make any move to stop or pull away, you were over only a few seconds later. 

But as you came, Seonghwa yanked your hand away and shoved two of his fingers in your mouth to keep you quiet. The intrusion makes you choke, but you were so consumed by your orgasm, you didn’t even care. 

Seonghwa pulled his hand away as you finished, leaving you panting and your thighs trembling still. His eyes stayed on yours as he licked up all the arousal that came out of you, taking his time to clean you up. 

His goddamn tongue. 

Seonghwa smiled up at you sweetly, like he didn’t just give you the best head of your life, before he got to his feet. “I’m going to clean up. Would you join me?” 

Seonghwa quietly led you through the house to his bathroom, where you both stripped down and got into the shower. 

The warm water against your skin felt divine, you knew you could fall asleep just like this if you stayed here. Especially when Seonghwa came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you against his chest. You held onto his arms and leaned back into him. 

“You did so good, dear,” Seonghwa said softly against your hair, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. You smiled as your eyes fluttered closed and your head dropped back against him. 

“Thank you, Seonghwa,” you mumbled, sleep creeping up on you. He smiled down at you as he squeezed you tighter. 

“You can call me Hwa if you want to.” 

“Okay Hwa.” 

He pressed another kiss to your head before he pulled back to grab a bottle of soap. He poured some onto his hands and lathered it up before he came back to you, slowly running his hands all over you. 

Down your arms and back, over your chest, your stomach and hips, and your legs. 

The ache in your chest came back. The butterflies. The tug that was so foreign to you. 

Tears pricked your eyes as Seonghwa led you into the water to rinse you off, still running his hands over you with the same gentleness. 

The ache grew bigger, spreading from your heart to your stomach, to your arms, your legs, and it was all over your body as Seonghwa took you into his arms again. 

It can’t be…How could it be…

You hid your face in his chest as you hugged him tightly. He hugged you back, resting his head on top of yours. Little did you know, the ache was inside him too. The ache was all over his body too. 

“Do you want to sleep now, jagiya?” Seonghwa asked, slowly rubbing your back. You nodded, too scared to speak in case the tears poured down. 

Seonghwa helped dry you off before he wrapped himself in a towel. You both could’ve easily slept naked, and you were prepared to do that, but as Seonghwa began to dress himself in a fresh nightgown, you realized you didn’t have anything to wear. 

Until he went to his closet and gave you one of his sweaters. 

You almost refused and insisted on grabbing one of your own shirts, but as you looked at it, you knew you couldn’t say no. You pulled the sweater over your head and straightened it out. 

The ache in Seonghwa grew again seeing you wear his clothes. How perfectly oversized it was. How adorable you looked in it. 

You both crawled into his big bed, lying on his chest like you always did, with his arms around you holding you tight. 

“Hwa?” You said softly, blinking the tears away again. 

“Yes?” 

You weren’t really sure what to say next. You were terrified of the feeling that was inside you, you didn’t want to think about what this ache could mean. It wasn’t possible. It shouldn’t be possible. 

So what came out instead was, “Thank you.” 

Neither of you were sure what you were thanking him for. It could be anything. 

He pressed a kiss to your temple. “You’re welcome, love.” 

The tears ran down your cheeks as you finally submitted to sleep. 

If only you knew that Seonghwa had trails of tears down his face as well.

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Cheerleader 💙📣

Disclaimer//: Fem! Seonghwa, Based on today’s Yonsei performance, Hongjoong is whipped for his girlfriend, smut later on.

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Hongjoong was a simple man; he loved music, creation revamped clothing pieces, atiny, photography, but above all he adored the eldest member of their group, his beautiful girlfriend Park Seonghwa. Seonghwa being the only girl in a mostly boys group had its ups and downs; especially when she was on her period and unwell, but the members adored her and considered her as a mother figure.

Though somewhere down the line Hongjoong had fallen in love with her. They’d been dating for almost 7 years now, having started dating before debut and keeping it secret until their recent anniversary live. Atiny had been half and half with their support but Hongjoong didn’t care, all that mattered was he was doing what he loved with who he loved.

Sitting in the waiting room at Yonsei University Hongjoong couldn’t help but admire his girlfriend as she played with the flag she held, she looked like a cheerleader. The schools logo printed on her whole outfit, the way she twirled with the flag, her bright smile. Man, she was absolutely stunning. “Seonghwa-noona looks like a cheerleader.” Yeosang snickered beside him, “a hot cheerleader.” Mingi teased. Resulting in Hongjoong flicking a spoonful of yogurt his way. “That’s my girlfriend you’re talking about watch it.” He hissed as he finished up his yogurt. Turning back to his girlfriend he smiled as she walked over, “baby did you see me!? Did you!” She smiled widely.

Hongjoong nodded. “I did babe, you looked beautiful.” He hugged her waist, making sure to free one hand to flip off Mingi as his girlfriend leaned down to kiss him. “You looked like a cheerleader baby.” Hongjoong said after breaking the kiss. “I did?” She blushed, her smile getting wider. Hongjoong nodded, “a beautiful cheerleader.” Their turn was up, getting ready to preform the members headed to the stage, though Seonghwa trailed behind a bit. An idea popping into her head.

Seonghwa held her boyfriend’s hand as they entered their apartment after the performance; she was a little tired and slightly cold from the rain, though more than anything she couldn’t get Hongjoong’s words out of her mind ‘you look like a cheerleader baby’. Her thighs clenched, a soft noise leaving her throat. “Are you okay babe?” Hongjoong let go of her hand once they were fully inside. “Yeah I’m okay, just cold.” She held her arms out to her boyfriend, a pout on her full lips. Hongjoong couldn’t resist his girlfriend, hugging her waist and kissing her lips. She was a tiny bit taller than him , though he never minded.

“Let’s take a warm bath yeah?” Hongjoong suggested, rubbing her hip with his hand. “A bath? I..want to do something else first?” Her eyes shifted to his crotch, making her boyfriend choke on his own spit. “Now? Don’t you want to warm up first babe?” Hongjoong was always a sweet man, putting her before even himself. “You can warm me up this way, let’s go to the bedroom okay?” Hongjoong nodded, pulling her in for another kiss. This time their tongues met in a fervent battle; his hands moving under her ass to lift her up and carry her to their shared bedroom.

*smut warning ⚠️*

Their clothes were scattered through the hallway once they made it to the bed; Hongjoong only in his boxers and Seonghwa completely naked, rolling her hips to grind her wet pussy against her boyfriend’s thigh. “Hongjoong, please. Please touch me.” His hands immediately went to her breast, caressing each one. Seonghwa hummed with both pleasure and impatience, she needed his mouth on her. “As much as I love it when you play with my tits, I’d love it even more if you were eating my pussy right now.”

Hongjoong’s cock twitched against her thigh, a groan slipping past his lips. “Your wish is my command baby.” He kisses her lips before scooting down the bed, stopping once he was facing her dripping pussy. “Fuck so wet baby. You get this wet all for me?” Seonghwa moans, her walls clench around nothing hearing his words. “Yes, yes baby. Now please.” Hongjoong smirked, leaning in to press a wet kiss to her throbbing clit, then another, before taking the small pink bud between his lips and sucking on it. Seonghwa’s head fell back against the pillows, hands immediately going to Hongjoong’s hair as he began to properly eat her out. “Oh fuck! Just like that baby!” His fingers had slipped into her sopping wet hole, the squelching noises filling the room along with her moans.

Hongjoong moaned against her pussy, moving his fingers at a steady pace. It always drove him crazy just how wet his girlfriend got for him; her slick practically flowing out of her and onto his tongue like honey. She tasted sweet, thanks to all the fruit juice she consumed. “Fuck baby.” He mumbled against her pussy, moving his fingers harder. Seonghwa’s body jolted, a louder moan leaving her lips this time. “Mmm baby, I can’t wait I need you inside me.” She whimpered, propping herself up on her elbows. Hongjoong pulled away, his fingers still pumping inside her with vigor.

“How about you bounce on my cock like a cheerleader hmm?” Fuck. Seonghwa moaned as she came, squirting pathetically all over his fingers and hand. “Fuck baby! Squirting from just my words alone? Let’s see if you can squirt on my cock too.” Seonghwa felt dizzy, god this man truly did drive her crazy. Flipping their positions; Seonghwa removed her boyfriend’s boxers, stroking his cock a few times. “Condom?” She held her hand out a smirk on her face.

Hongjoong reached over; pulling out a condom out of the bedside table drawer, ripping the packaging open and rolling the condom onto his throbbing cock. “You ready for my cock baby girl?” He leaned down to kiss his girlfriend again, rubbing his tip against her slit a few times before sinking into her pussy. Moaning at the familiar heat that surrounded him. Seonghwa groaned softly, her pussy clamping down around her boyfriend’s cock. “D-didn’t you want me to bounce on your cock like a cheerleader?”

Flipping them both over she straddled him, placing her hands on his chest; her hips began to rock against him. Hongjoong groaned at the sight, his hands immediately finding her hips. The couples moans began to mix along with the sound of skin against skin, Seonghwa was moaning louder now; Hongjoong’s thumb pressing against her clit firmly rubbing it in circles. “Fuck, Hongjoong I’m gonna cum.” She moaned out, that familiar knot in her stomach tightening.

Hongjoong pulled his girlfriend to his chest, flipping them over so he was thrusting into her as hard and as deep as possible. “Cum, cum for me. I’m close too fuck.” His hair stuck to his forehead, his eyes squeezed shut. Seonghwa cried out as she came around his cock, her eyes squeezing shut tightly as she rode out her climax. Hongjoong followed soon after, filling the condom with his seed before pulling out slowly, removing the condom and tying it before tossing it into the trash bin.

The couple panted heavily once they were settled, Seonghwa’s arms wrapped around her boyfriend enjoying the way his fingers ran through her hair. Hongjoong pressed soft kisses to her forehead, smiling down at the woman in his arms. “Are you ready for a shower now? We’re all sticky now baby.” Seonghwa looked up at him, nodding slowly. “Yeah please, my vagina is starting to feel uncomfortable from how wet I was.” Hongjoong blushed a bright scarlet but nodded. “Let’s shower babe.” The couple got out of bed, heading to the shower but not before Seonghwa decided to tease her boyfriend once more. “Was I a good cheerleader baby?” Hongjoong choked on his own spit. She was the best cheerleader.

// short and sweet smut I wrote while I was fighting sleep.

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Seonghwa Fic Recommendations

@ateezrecsandreviews Seonghwa fanfic recommendations :)

12 newly added fics at the bottom of the list (2023.06.04)

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**Addicting Kitten - @tenelkadjowrites (33k words)

You are stranded alone on the way home. However, when Seonghwa, comes by and offers you a ride, you cannot help but feel as if you might be walking into the lion’s den. Note: A personal favorite of @ateezrecsandreviews

**playing with fire - @ateezmakemeweep (121k words)

That’s all he ever was to you though - your friend’s hot dad who you only ever saw a few times a year. But when you find yourself around him more and more often, you suddenly find yourself in a situation you know is wrong but can’t seem to pull yourself out of. 

**one, two, three (Hwa x Reader x Yeo) - @ ateezmakemeweep (8k words)

Your eyes can't help but linger over to Yeosang while your boyfriend, Seonghwa, is away. He's so pretty, you just can't help yourself. (Consensual) Note: @ateezrecsandreviews summary

**good lil boy - @yeosanghwas (6k words)

Needy Seonghwa just wants to be a good boy for you. Note: @ateezrecsandreviews summary

**The Duke and His General - @baekhvuns (62k words)

Two different personalities are pulled together by a string of threads, clash of class, opinions and feelings hover over the two of you. Park Seonghwa is the man you’re arranged to, while you lead his kingdom’s army.

**Let’s Not Fall In Love, Again - @ baekhvuns (39k words)

In which the universe decides to play a game of two, serving the classic glitch in the matrix that does wonders for you.

**Mr. and Mrs. Park - @ baekhvuns (50k words)

In which the task of killing your enemy is abruptly put on pause when you discover their cute little secret.

**first time with bf!seonghwa - @ ateezmakemeweep (8k words)

Seonghwa's been away for far too long and all you want to do is cuddle. Or so you think. Note: @ateezrecsandreviews summary

**Something Tells Me You Don’t Really Hate Me, Do You? - @celestiababie (3.6k words)

A classic enemies to lovers. Note: @ateezrecsandreviews summary

**Pillow Talk - @barnesbabee (1.7k words)

Whoops, looks like you got caught in the act… Twice.

**Hwa x Yeo Dynamic - @atiny-dazzlinglight (300 words)

**Cheat Codes - @serendipityunho (5.3k words)

"This party's boring, wanna get out of here?" may have perhaps led you to make the biggest mistake of your life by sleeping with your best friend's other best friend, your best friend who happens to be in love with you.

**Kiss of Chaos - @ tenelkadjowrites (102k words)

When a spell goes wrong and you are blocked off from your magick, you track down the most powerful witch in the city - Seonghwa - to try to fix it. As Seonghwa asks his coven for help, the two of you find yourselves increasingly attracted to one another. But will it be impossible for both Seonghwa and yourself to allow the walls that have been up for so long to come down and let each other inside?

**Properly - @ tenelkadjowrites (9.7k words)

Nervous about running into your ex at a party, your best friend Seonghwa has devised a plan to pretend that you are dating him. However, in acting as if you are together, the friendship begins to change course.

**House Husband - @spinster-sisters (4k words)

“You know sweetheart, I would absolutely love something to remember you by.” He hinted, innocently tilting his head to the side and pouting at you. You could tell what he was hinting at but at the moment all you wanted was another kiss.

**Attention (feat. Hongie) - @beginningofwonderland (6k words)

Your boyfriend Hongjoong is too busy with work for your and Seonghwa's liking so you decide to distract him with rather inappropriate means.

**Bad Habits (feat. Hongie) - @hongthoven (5.3k words)

You didn't know how things had gotten this far...kneeling in front of Park Seonghwa with your mouth wide open, tongue out, waiting to be humiliated for the 8th time that night. But above anything, you didn't know how to stop. Or if you even wanted to.

**Hate Sex @sanjoongie (2.2k words)

You break up with San and somehow end up in Seonghwa’s bed.

**4:15pm PSH @ spinster-sisters (500 words)

Hongjoong shouldn't have left the two of you in his office.

**Bubblegum Heart @ tenelkadjowrites (12.5 words)

When your best friend, Seonghwa, comes to you with a tearful confession, it changes your dynamic with him forever.

**The Best Friend's Code (feat. Hongie) @ tenelkadjowrites (11.3k words)

Hongjoong swears up and down that if you don’t touch each other, it won’t ruin the friendship…and what is the harm in blowing off some steam?

**Dance (feat. Hongie) @hanjisungs-bigtittyg0thgf (2.6k words)

Seonghwa’s supportive bf hongjoong goes to watch a performance but ends up getting special treatment in the back room.

**Cuckolding (feat. Hongjoong) - @hongism (6.9k words)

You and your husband, Hongjoong, invite one of his best friends over for dinner. Seems like a perfectly normal evening, as far as Seonghwa knows. But he can't help but salivate over the curve of your hips when he thinks you aren't looking. Luckily for him, you and Hongjoong have some... interesting plans prepared for the evening. Note: A personal favorite of @ateezrecsandreviews

**Daydreaming - @sluttywoozi (7.5k words)

Your boyfriend Seonghwa can only be so patient with you sitting there in your cute pajama shorts, focusing hard on your homework. How can he focus on his Legos when there's so much more to play with? Note: @ateezrecsandreviews summary (Pt. 1 & 2 linked in the masterlist)

**Paradigm - @yoongiseesawmp3 (4.4k words)

Bored, at work, you start to realize your fellow bartender Seonghwa is hot. Like really hot. After talking, you find out you’re both having dating trouble. How bad would it be if you helped each other out, just a little bit?

**Read for Me (feat. Hongjoong)- @pirateprincessblog (currently 13.4k words, unfinished)

Books, fanfictions, TV shows, and games took your excitement about real life away. Nothing has your heart beating fast, everything is pretty much the same and dull to you. Nobody could pull you out of your void of fantasy for a long time. Still, your best friend decides to try one last time. She does succeed, but not in the way she meant.

**Home - @hwalloween (5.8k words)

Seonghwa and you broke up over a year ago. If you were over him, why were you knocking at his door?

**Mommy Kink/Praise Kink P.Sh - @sanjoongie (1.1k words)

**Ride or Die - @ sanjoongie (2.7k words)

One fated night at the convenience store gives you the thrill of your life and perhaps a little love as well.

**The Trouble with Roommates - @anyamaris (2.0k words)

One fated night at the convenience store gives you the thrill of your life and perhaps a little love as well.

**Between Friends (feat. Hongie) - @ anyamaris (3.4k words)

Three friends make the most of a late night together.

**You're Kinda Perfect - @woooahae (8.3k words)

Your best friend, Seonghwa, is the one who finds you mid-fight with your boyfriend after you found him cheating. the only place you can think to go after is his house.

**Everyday at the Bus Stop - @tenelkadjowrites (9k words)

Your crush on fellow passenger, Seonghwa, changes into something new the day the bus breaks down.

**Bang Bang - @hwaightme (14.6k words)

(Mafia AU) Bang bang, he shot me down / Bang bang, I hit the ground / Bang bang, that awful sound / Bang bang, my baby shot me down… the words never sounded truer as you hunt for the man who made you fall from grace.

**Arrow in the Dark - @ tenelkadjowrites (65k words)

Your quiet life of working at a convenience store is upended when ultra-wealthy Seonghwa convinces you to pretend to be his girlfriend for one night in order to fool his parents. Note: A personal favorite of @ateezrecsandreviews

**One Question (feat. Mingi) - @ tenelkadjowrites (10k words)

“I was wondering how long it was into the friendship before the two of you realized that you want to sleep together?” Note: A personal favorite of @ateezrecsandreviews

[latte-fairytaekwoon]

𝐷𝑖𝑙𝑓!𝐴𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑧: 𝑊𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐴𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝐵𝑎𝑏𝑦

Warnings: Aged up/Older Ateez but age differences are still within legal boundaries. Suggestive scenarios only, no actual NSFW content.

❥𝓚����𝓶 𝓗𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓳𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓰

"Hongjoong!" You continuously poked at his arm rather harshly, trying to get him to look away from the phone in his hands.

"What-what?!" He freaked out and accidentally dropped his phone on the floor.

When he saw you peeking over to see what had gotten him so interested, he quickly scrambled to pick it up before hiding it in his lap. That made you even more suspicious.

"What are you trying to hide?" You squinted your eyes at him.

Hongjoong gulped nervously, which made your anxiety rise up.

"No-nothing... " But obviously there was something if his eyes refused to look at you. The longer you stared at him, the more Hongjoong seemed to recoil back in his chair, looking like he was..... guilty? Ashamed?

Dropping your fork on the table, you held up an accusatory finger at him.

"I'm warning you right now Kim Hongjoong, if you're fucking cheating on me I will cut off your penis while you're sleeping!" You threatened him.

The color drained from Hongjoong's face but nonetheless he got up to go over and calm you down.

"No no babe! I'm not cheating on you! I swear." He promised you, even getting on his knees in front of you.

"Then what were you looking at that you didn't want me to see?"

Sighing softly, Hongjoong took out his phone and pulled up the picture that he was looking at: it was a really cute and girly crib with a pink bed setting. You had to admit you were surprised that it would be something he was so intently looking at.

"And tell me why you were so distracted by this? Who were you planning on buying this for? Our son is already 3 and I don't think he'll appreciate the frilly pink in his room." You tried reasoning with him.

"No it's not for him. I've just been seeing so many nursery ideas for baby girls and it kinda got me thinking...." He paused and layed a hand on your stomach as he bit down on his lip, hoping you'd catch on to what he was trying to say.

And you most certainly did.

"Hongjoong- are you telling me you actually want another baby?" You weren't put off by the idea but it was so sudden and unexpected that you didn't know how to react.

Standing upright, Hongjoong squeezed your cheeks and softly pecked your lips.

"I do. I want an adorable and beautiful little girl... just like you. " He chuckled adoringly as he pressed more kisses to your cheek, trying to coerce you into saying yes.

❥𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓢𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝔀𝓪

"Dang, could you imagine raising 6 kids?" You asked Seonghwa as you cuddled up closer to him, your hand stroking the little patch of skin that was peeking out of his pajama shirt while you two watched the old sitcom The Brady Bunch play on your tv.

"Well you'd never have a boring day for sure." He chuckled, placing a kiss on the top of your head.

You hummed softly, eyes never leaving the screen in front of you.

"True...but to think how exhausting it must be. We only have two and they take up most of our time."

Seonghwa laughed at how true your words were, your twins already nearing 5 years of age and boy were they a handful. If you weren't making sure they were doing well in school, you almost always had to deal with the boy pranking his sister or causing all kinds of mischief or you had your daughter coming up to you with the darnest of questions, one after another.

"But you can't deny they're adorable and they make our life happier." He reminded you, and you had to agree. Like Seonghwa said, there was never a boring day with your two munchkins around.

Feeling Seonghwa's fingers idly tap along your hip, you knew his mind was elsewhere and not on the show playing on the tv.

"Penny for your thoughts?" You asked him.

Seonghwa wondered whether it would be a good idea to say something but ultimately decided 'screw it.' Turning off the tv, he sat up and looked you straight in the eye.

"How would you feel about adding another member to the family?" He straight out blurted it out.

Although you knew what he meant, you decided to play like you didn't understand.

"I thought you said no pets because they make a mess." You giggled which caused Seonghwa to flick your head.

"You know that's not what I meant." He huffed out.

"I know, I know love...."

Grabbing the collar of his shirt, your fingers slowly began undoing the buttons.

"So.... you want another baby?"

Seonghwa felt himself hardening when he looked at your suggestive eyes.

"Yes." He breathed out, tongue swiping over his lips when you brought your face close to his.

"Wanna fuck another baby into me?" You smirked as you layed down on the bed and pulled him on top of you.

"Hell yeah-"

Your moment was interrupted when you heard the screeching of your daughter as she called out for you, ratting out her brother in his new prank. Seonghwa sighed loudly as he got up.

"Guess we're trying this another night."

❥𝓙𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓾𝓷𝓱𝓸

Picking his son up from school, Yunho watched as the little boy waved goodbye to his friends who in turn ran to their respective parents. He noticed how the boy seemed to look with great curiosity at some of them, particularly when they would hug or mess around with the sibling that was accompanying their dad or mom. Even during the car ride home, Yunho would peer through the rear view mirror and saw the little boy fidgeting his tiny hands.

"What's up buddy? Something on your mind?" He asked.

His son looked around nervously before blurting out:

"Dad how come all of my friends have brothers or sisters but I don't?"

Yunho had to steady his grip on the steering wheel to keep from swerving onto the opposite lane. He was not prepared to be asked such a question by his son.

"I well umm..... mommy and I didn't know you'd want a sibling...."

Yunho looked back at his son through the rear view mirror, hesitating on his words.

"Do you want a brother or sister?"

The reaction on the boy's face was immediate, eyes growing big and sparkling.

"Yes! I want someone to play with every day too!" He squealed.

Yunho chuckled at his son's excitement. Getting out his phone, being careful not to take his eyes off the road, he made a quick call to Mingi and asked him if he could babysit for a couple hours, which his friend was more than happy to do. Yunho immensely thanked him and hung up.

"Well buddy, for today please settle for Mingi's daughter. Maybe this time you'll actually beat her in climbing up a tree faster."

Happy at getting his boy content and with entertained for a few hours, Yunho dropped him off at Mingi's place, the latter promising to take good care of him, which Yunho didn't doubt one bit. Getting back inside the car, he nearly drove over the speed limit just so he could get home as fast as possible. You were just finishing up setting up the table for lunch when Yunho came running inside.

"Hey, where's-"

You slightly gasped when Yunho cupped your face and began kissing you hungrily, his mouth devouring yours as his hands went to the back of your thighs so he could pick you up and wrap your legs around his waist.

"Yunho what has gotten into you? Where's my baby?" You finally asked when you were able to catch your breath.

"He's over with Mingi and he'll be there for a couple hours, perfect if you ask me."

You couldn't help the blush that spread across your cheeks when Yunho kicked open the door to your room and proceeded to lay you on the bed.

"Our son is lonely, he wants someone to play with and keep him company."

You giggled when you caught onto his meaning, tilting your head when he began peppering kisses along your jaw.

"So let's try and make him a sibling."

❥𝓚𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓮𝓸𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓰

Yeosang and you calmly laid out the food on top of the picnic blanket, one of you looking over every once in a while at the pair of kids running around the park, making sure neither of them got hurt, which they didn't. You two merely exchanged amused looks when you heard their playful bantering.

"Hey! No fair! You cheated!" Your son accused his older half sister, face frowning at having lost in their game of hide and seek.

"Did not! You're just a sore loser." Eunbin called out.

Huffing loudly, your son stomped his tiny 4 year old feet away from her, but stopping midway to turn around dramatically.

"I liked you better when you'd let me win!" He exclaimed.

"And I liked you better when you couldn't talk and still needed to be changed. You were a lot cuter back then!" Eunbin replied, half snorting at her statement.

You and Yeosang tried not to burst out laughing right then and there, preferring to keep quiet, knowing they'd be friends again in 5 minutes and forget they even got mad at each other. You went back to your task of peeling fruit, so engrossed that you almost didn't hear Yeosang start talking.

"He was incredibly adorable as a baby, Eunbin isn't lying." He commented.

"Yeah he was. He looked like a little cherub. Squishy cheeks and button nose." You faintly squealed as you recalled all the times you'd stay by his crib and watched him sleep.

Yeosang also began reminiscing about those times, his mind starting to get ideas.

"What if we had another one?" He asked so casually.

"Another baby?" You raised your head to look at him.

"Yeah.... I mean... I kinda miss all those sleepless nights of crying, endless feeding, rocking them to sleep and changing diapers." Yeosang admitted.

"I did most of it though." You reminded him.

"I mean.... I helped didn't I?" Yeosang tried to argue.

"Actually Damian helped out, even if he was grouchy about it." You rolled your eyes.

Yeosang huffed. "So I take it this means no baby?"

"Now hold on, I didn't say that. I'm very open to the idea, but you know this isn't a decision to make ourselves."

Calling for your children over, they speedily made their way to you two, each of them sitting next to their favorite parent, Eunbin next to her father while your son scooted over with you, resting his head on your lap.

"Hey kids, what do you guys think about mommy and I getting you guys a brother or sister?"

❥𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓢𝓪𝓷

"There you go princess. All nice and pretty like always. Remember to behave at school ok? And be nice...."

Looking over to make sure you weren't within earshot, San leaned in and whispered to his daughter.

"But if anyone is being mean to you, remember to do that thing I taught you."

The tiny pig tailed girl held up her tiny fists and proceeded to lift her foot up and kick the air, just like her father had secretly taught her to do when you weren't around.

"That's my girl! Love you."

Kissing the top of her head, he watched her get in the car that also contained Wooyoung's daughter, their mom waving from the driver's side before taking them both to school. As usual, San stayed by the doorstep and waited a couple minutes before heading back inside. He joined you in the kitchen, where you were busy washing dishes from breakfast. Feeling your husband hug you from behind, you looked over and pecked his cheek.

"What's wrong?" You asked when you saw his pouty face.

"I'm worried about our princess. What if something happens to her?" He was starting once more with his overprotective dad mode.

"San she's going to be fine." You assured him.

"How do we know for sure? We say that now but what about later in life? Soon she'll start growing up, start making her own decisions and- Oh my God! Boys! Some boy will try to take her away from me!" He screeched, pure panic on his face.

"And that's normal. She will attract boys, she will date, will get her heartbroken-"

"Oh no no no, anyone breaks her heart, I'll break their necks." He cracked his knuckles to get his point across.

"You can't spy on her 24/7 you know. You might not even know when someone is interested in her or if she's interested in someone." You tried explaining to him.

"Hmmm true....we need someone else to do the job.."

Turning you around, San had a mischievous look in his eyes as he began untying your robe.

"Maybe someone like a little brother to report to me anything that goes on in her life."

You scoffed at him. "Choi San, are you suggesting we have a kid merely so they'll become your little accomplice?"

San chuckled as he pulled your body against his.

"That and it's getting pretty gloomy in the house without our daughter. Another baby might cheer us up."

❥𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲

Mingi and you cooed at the tiny baby that was in Yunho's arms.

"He's so adorable." You squeaked when he brought it closer to you so you could get a better look at his tiny face

"And big." Mingi pointed out

"Yep, his mom felt that too while pushing him out." Yunho grimaced as he recalled the excruciating hours inside the delivery room.

"But it was all worth it in the end. We brought another healthy precious boy into the world and our son won't be so lonely anymore." Yunho continued as he looked over towards his son and your daughter who were currently immersed in their favorite tv show.

"Here, wanna hold him?"

Of course you did. Carefully taking the baby from his arms, you rocked him in your embrace, your heart nearly bursting out of your chest from how cute he was.

"Oh my god Mingi! He's the cutest thing ever." You whisper yelled, not wanting to cause the baby to cry or anything.

"I know. Doesn't it make you want another one?"

You whipped your head over at Mingi, who looked shocked that he actually said that.

"I mean- if you don't want to that's fine. I understand. After all, we already have our lovely daughter and I wouldn't want you to go through another pregnancy if you weren't up to it..." His babbling started to trail off, throat clearing as he felt embarrassed about what he said.

"Well look at that, he needs to be fed. Maybe it'll give you two time to talk." Yunho laughed slightly as he took the baby away and went to go prepare a bottle.

When Mingi looked back, you had your arms crossed over your chest, foot tapping against the floor. Your stare made him nervous.

"Song Mingi....do you want another baby?" You raised an eyebrow.

"I mean....I would but if you don't, I won't-"

You silenced him by pressing a kiss on his lips.

"I do. I think it'd be nice to grow our tiny family a little more." Your reply brought a smile to his face.

"Really? You mean it?"

You nodded immediately, giggling when he pressed more kisses on your lips.

"Can we start trying tonight?"

❥𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓰 𝓦𝓸𝓸𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰

"Y/N, I need your opinion on something." Wooyoung called out for you.

Walking into the room, you saw him face deep on his laptop, scrolling the mouse down.

"What?" You asked as you came up behind him.

"You know how we've been talking about moving to a different area?" You nodded at his question. Indeed, you had both been discussing about moving to a neighborhood that was close to your daughter's school.

"Well I found a few options and I wanted to see if you liked any of them."

Hunching over slightly, you started looking at all the different houses Wooyoung found. They all looked pretty cozy and very spacious.. a little too big though.

"Ooh! That's the one I liked! It has this huge backyard and I was thinking maybe we could install a playground for our daughter out there. With swings and a slide. Or maybe a trampoline!" He excitedly poured out his ideas.

"Wooyoung these are all 4 bedroom houses though." You pointed out.

"Yeah. So?" He shrugged.

"It's literally just 3 of us, what on earth are we going to do with 2 spare rooms?" You questioned him.

"Well I mean....what if..it wasn't just us 3? What if 3 became 4...or even more?" He looked up at you as he bit down on his lip, his hands coming up to caress your hips in a suggestive manner.

Smiling fondly at him, you cupped his cheeks and hummed.

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" You smirked at him.

"Are you going to say yes?" He looked at you with a hopeful smile.

You pretended to think about it, but eventually sighed and gave in.

"Yes."

Wooyoung jumped up from his seat and crushed you in a tight embrace, his lips attacking your cheek with pecks that felt more aggresive than grateful.

"Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you!" He repeated over and over again.

Running out of the room, he barged into your daughter's bedroom where he proceeded to pick her up and spin her around, the poor girl confused.

"Guess what babygirl?! We're moving to a new house and you're going to get a sibling!"

❥𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓙𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝓸

Jongho steadied the tiny girl on his lap who was bouncing out of emotion while watching the soccer game.

"Ok ok honey, settle down. I don't want you falling off or something." He said as his strong hands kept her in place.

You and your daughter proudly cheered for Hongjoong's son and his team as they continued to score goal after goal, eventually winning over the other team which sent all of the spectators into a frenzy.

"Oh my god! They actually won!" You clapped.

Overflowing with excitement, your daughter hopped off her dad's lap and ran full speed into the field where she proceeded to latch onto Hongjoong's son, her tiny arms clinging to him while the poor boy was looking scared and nudged for someone to help him.

"Of course she'd run over to him." Jongho let out a sigh.

"Upset that your little girl already has her first crush?" You teased.

"No- well yes, but no actually."

Sensing that something was the matter with him, you inched yourself closer to Jongho, your hand reaching out to hold his.

"Is something wrong?"

It took a while for Jongho to muster his thoughts, but he eventually laid out his worries to you.

"No, it's just.... don't get me wrong, I love our daughter very much, she's my whole world along with you. But I can't help but feel jealous of my friends with their sons. Taking them to soccer matches every weekend, teaching them how to kick a ball, score a goal, you know, activities for father son bonding times."

You understood what he was talking about and although he could very well try to teach those things to your daughter, she was much too delicate and girly for such things, not to mention she didn't have much of an interest in sports. Resting your head on his shoulder, you smiled as you suggested:

"Maybe we should start trying for a boy then. I think it'd be nice don't you?"

Jongho whipped his head at you, questioning if you were being serious or not. You grinned and kissed his nose, effectively letting him know you were indeed being serious. Giggling, he pulled you against him and kissed your forehead.

"I love you so much."

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[atinydise]

Follow the rules (Part 2)

❦ Genre: Angst / Fluff / Suggestive.

❦ Pairing: Seonghwa.

❦ Word count: 1K.

❦ Requested: Don't ever believe me again when I say I'm posting something "soon" 💀Part 1

❦ Tags: @scuzmunkie, @butterfliesinthenightsky 🦋

Once again, you stared at your reflection in the dirty mirror of the theater.

You fixed your hair, removed the tiny stain of lipstick on your teeth, and shamelessly opened another button of your dress.

“You can do it, girl!” You motivated yourself. “It’s just a date! You are a pro for dates.”

It’s been 10 minutes that you were trying to spot something wrong with your outfit or just yourself.

This guy that you met at a party, invited you to several dates before, but for this one, you felt a little bit more stressed or insecure.

He was so good to you. Always funny, complimenting you when you doubt your own beauty because of these stupid “beauty standards” or always available when you need to talk.

You were diving into your thoughts, daydreaming about how this date could end when you receive a text from him asking if you were okay.

Not losing another second, you walked out of the restroom.

“Oh Y/N, are you okay? You were there for a while.” He asked, visibly worried for you.

“Yeah, there were just a few girls before me.” You lied. “Let’s go?”

He nodded and smiled.

“But first, do you want a snack or a drink?” He offered, already taking out his wallet.

“Wait, I'm paying.” You put your hand on his. “You paid for the restaurant yest-”

“Popcorn and a cold drink such as iced tea?” He asked, knowing exactly what you want.

Understanding that he would probably not give up and pay for your snacks, you simply nodded.

“Thank you again.”

“Wait for me here!” He said before running to the shop.

Seeing someone devoted to you made you happy and thankful.

“What could happen Y/N? It’s probably going to be a good date too.” You tried to reassure yourself, fixing your dress one last time.

“Y/N?”

You instinctively looked at the person next to you.

It took a few seconds to realize that the worst thing that could happen, was just there: Seonghwa.

You hated the way with simple eye contact, he made you doubt your entire existence.

Even if Seonghwa changed a bit during this last month, he was still this handsome man he used to be.

His hair was dyed in black and a bit curlier than before. He was probably working out a lot more because his figure was a tiny bit more massive.

The way his eyes were piercing and staring at your soul, gave you this warm feeling that only he can give you.

“Y/N?” He repeated.

You raised a brow to show him that he has your attention, but that you wouldn’t say anything.

“It’s been a while.”

The thought of shouting ‘you dumb or what’ or punching him right in the face, came to your mind for 2 seconds, but you decided to play it cool.

“Yeah.” You simply replied.

Seonghwa was taken aback because of these short and cold replies. You were the only one talkative among both of you.

“Hm… are we cool? Or?”

“Cool?” You repeated. “What do you mean?”

“Are you still mad at me?”

This situation was so strange to you that you pinched your hand discreetly, to be sure that you were not daydreaming or hallucinating.

“Y/N.” He called you once again.

You managed to keep your composure but hearing your name from his mouth made your knees weak a little bit more.

“Do you remember that we are not talking or seeing each other anymore?”

Seonghwa scratched the back of his head, searching for a possible excuse or explanation.

“You made it clear the last time we saw each other.” You continued. “So you don’t need to come and check after me as you care.”

“Y/N…”

“Don’t Y/N me.”

“That’s your name?” He raised a brow.

“Yeah, then don’t call me.” You gulped, realizing how dumb this was.

“Y/- I mean… Can we just talk about what happened? I know what I said was bad.”

“Bad?”

“Yes.”

“I would say painful, cold, uncomfortable, hard, unpleasant-”

“Okay okay, I got it.” He stopped you.

“No, I think you didn’t.” You started, clenching your fist to not yell at him for everything he did to you. “You literally throw me like a toy. Okay, we knew our deal, just sex, but you could have been a little- NO. A LOT nicer when you rejected me.”

“I freaked out.”

“And I don’t care.”

“Can we talk about this later? I really want to see you again.”

That was one of the things you were redoubting.

After a month, the moment you finally start to turn the page and focus again on your happiness, Seonghwa comes back.

You hated yourself for already knowing that you would run to him without any effort.

“Y/N? Is everything okay?”

You turned back and stared at Seungyeon. He looked so cute with these 2 big packs of popcorn and the drinks hanging between his fingers.

“Ah, you there.” You smiled.

Seonghwa stared at both of you, trying to know the exact situation or relationship you had with this man.

“Hello. I’m Seungyeon.” He politely bowed.

Your ex-friend and benefits didn’t even blink. He stayed there, only staring at him.

“Well… we should go. The movie is about to start soon.” You grabbed Seungyeon by the arm, making sure to help him with the drinks.

“And what about my request?” Asked Seonghwa, before you could leave.

You sighed. He wouldn’t give up so easily. He would even sit next to you during the movie for sure.

“Can you take our seats? I need to talk to him for a minute.” You simply explained, embarrassed that this situation happens during your date.

“Sure, text me if you have a problem.”

You understand well that he was bothered by you staying with a man that clearly has his effect on you. But for the sake of this date, you needed to make things clear with Seonghwa.

When Seungyeon disappeared from your eyesight, you confronted him.

“What’s your problem?”

“And who’s this guy?”

“And why are you asking as you care about who I’m dating?” You crossed your arms on your chest.

“Because you are mine.” He sighed in frustration.

“What the hell Park Seonghwa.”

“I’m the only one who is supposed to touch you.” He added.

You rolled your eyes at this comment. Of course, he was only thinking about sex.

“Well sorry, but other people don't see me as a vulgar piece of meat like you do.” You started. “Seungyeon is curious about how my day went and not about which position we are doing at night.”

“Do you sleep with him?” He stepped closer to you.

“This is none of your business.”

Seonghwa was frustrated. He ran his hand in his hair and growled something that you didn’t understand.

“So, for your request. It’s no. You told me that I’ve shouldn’t f-”

“Does he satisfy you well?”

You blink twice at this sudden question.

“I told you it’s n-”

“Does he fuck you better than me?”

He was stepping closer to you at every question. Your heart raced and your lips went dry in a second.

“Does he make these things that you love the most in bed?”

“You are being inappropriate.”

“I bet you never told him your little secrets. Like how you like to be choked. Did you tell him?”

The proximity, his perfume, or just his presence made you get a tone of flashbacks.

These times you met, how he treated you well or how he completely made you forget your own name.

“You are mine. And I don’t want anybody to touch you.” He whispered, resting his forehead on yours.

This contact made you close your eyes so you could enjoy his presence once again.

“Just ditch him…”

You shook your head, “I can’t. He’s nice to me.”

“And I am too.” He kissed your cheek.

“He’s giving me what I want.” You gently rested your palm on his torso, trying to push him a bit.

“I can give it to you too.” He slowly went to kiss your neck, your weak spot. “All night long.”

His offer was interesting, of course. But you remembered that after this “night” he wouldn’t text you or ask how your day went as Seungyeon does.

"No." You pushed him stronger this time and stepped back. “I don’t want to be a friend with benefits anymore. I just want to be a girlfriend.”

Your heart was beating so fast in your chest that you thought it would explode the next minute. Maybe it would be the time where Seonghwa would change the status of your relationship or simply disappear as he usually does.

“I just want to be special to someone and not only because I slept with them.” You added, not liking the silence that settled.

“If you want me to be yours and not only in your bed at night then say it now. Otherwise, there’s a movie which is waiting for me.”

His lips parted for a second then closed right after.

You bit the inside of your cheek and nodded. “That’s what I thought.”

You pushed his hand away from your forearm.

“Excuse me, but I have a movie to see.”

You exchanged one last stare together, then you left to join Seungyeon.

The more you walked away from him, the more you felt your heart clenching in your chest.

When the door closed behind you, you brushed off the tear which was sliding on your cheek.

“Ah you there,” smiled Seungyeon when he saw you.

“Yeah sorry. Did I miss something?”

“Nop, only ads.”

“Good.” You sat down, blinking a few times to suppress the tears.

“Are you okay?” He asked, still worried for you.

You nodded, biting your tongue.

“Yeah. I’m fine.” You whispered, taking a deep breath to forget this conversation.

When the room dimmed in the dark, you remembered that your phone wasn’t mute.

Just when you were about to turn it off, you received a text from Seonghwa.

[“Let’s finish our conversation.”]

You noticed that he didn’t write “tonight” like he usually does.

“It’s starting.” Whispered Seungyeon, when he saw you still on your phone.

“Oh, yeah. Sorry.” You apologized for not being focused.

[“K.] You replied before turning it off.

You felt bad for agreeing to meet Seonghwa while you were sitting next to someone who probably likes you.

“What I am doing...” you whispered to yourself.

[cocobeanncteez]

Ateez Seonghwa Imagine: when you're sexually frustrated.

Genre: angst, smut, arranged marriage au, mafia au (but there's no violence or anything, just mentions of being from a mafia background)

Pairing: Seonghwa x reader (fem)

Word count: 2166

As a mafia princess, you knew your father was going to marry you off to some mafia boss. He had it planned ever since he found out your mother would be having a girl. He made sure you studied and trained properly in all aspects of the mafia world, so that you could marry someone as powerful as him.

However, you weren't expecting your father to marry you off to a man who was so cold, and emotionless. Sure, Park Seonghwa was definitely the most handsome man you've ever seen, and yes, his mafia was powerful and he was extremely rich, but you just didn't want to be with a man like that: a man who doesn't even smile at you, let alone look at you.

You did try to talk to Seonghwa and bond a little, but he just never cared; he only bothered to talk to you whenever you had to accompany him to mafia business events.

After being married to Park Seonghwa for nearly three months, you were starting to have enough of your husband's cold, ignorant attitude towards you; you just had to decide what to do about it.

You sat in the living room, blankly staring ahead of you until you heard movement in the kitchen. You saw Seonghwa, clad in only his sweatpants, getting a glass of cranberry juice. He leaned against the kitchen counter, facing your direction while he drank his juice. Your eyes roamed all over his bare chest and abdomen. You noticed how low his sweatpants were hanging on his hips. You couldn't stop your mind from creating all sorts of dirty scenarios. It didn't help that you were feeling extremely sexually frustrated these days; your vibrator and fingers just weren't enough.

You watched Seonghwa walk away to his room, gently closing the door behind him. You took a deep breath before getting off the couch, making your way to his room.

You entered without knocking, much to his surprise. You climbed onto his bed, immediately straddling his lap. You didn't know where you got that much confidence from, but you didn't really care about that at the moment. Seonghwa looked up at you with an eyebrow raised.

"Park Seonghwa, if you don't do something to me now, I fucking swear I'll go to another man."

Seonghwa smirked, making your heart race. "Then go to another man." You stared at him, wondering if he's serious or not. "Aren't you gonna go?" he asked.

You got off of him, annoyed by your own husband being so unbothered even though you literally offered your body to him. You went to your room, stripping yourself out of your pajamas, changing into a tight black dress that fell mid-thigh and showed off your curves and your cleavage. You washed your face and combed your hair into a high ponytail and just applied some eyeliner and lipstick. You sprayed your favorite perfume on yourself, put on a pair of black heels, and grabbed a bag to match your outfit.

"Where are you going?" Seonghwa asked when he heard you open the front door.

You rolled your eyes. "To get dicked down by another man, obviously," you said before closing the door, leaving Seonghwa stunned. He was only teasing you that time and didn't expect you to actually go to another man. Once he got over the shock, he ran outside, only to find your car leaving the premises of the mansion.

"Fuck!" he said, running inside to call you. When you didn't pick up, he called Yeosang and put his phone on speaker while he changed his clothes.

"What do you want? It's ten in the night," Yeosang answered.

"Track Y/N's location fast," Seonghwa replied, zipping his pants.

"Why?"

"I'll tell you later. Hurry up," he said, grabbing his leather jacket.

There was silence on Yeosang's end for a minute. "Hyung, she's moving towards Gangnam."

"Okay, text me her location as soon as she stops," Seonghwa said before hanging up. He quickly wore his shoes before running to his car.

-

Seonghwa drove a little over the usual speed limit, cursing every red signal light. He tried to call you multiple times, but you didn't answer. He kept checking his phone, waiting for Yeosang's message.

After what felt like hours, he finally got Yeosang's message. "She's at Yunho and Mingi's club."

Seonghwa was a little relieved by that, since Yunho and Mingi were his close friends; he wouldn't run into any enemies there. Plus, Mingi and Yunho were usually always at their club, so it would be easy to get help to find you in that crowded place.

When Seonghwa got there, he immediately ran up to the VIP area where Yunho and Mingi were. He looked down through the glass walls, trying to find you in the crowd.

"Woah, bro, what's up with you?" Mingi asked.

"Who are you searching for?" Yunho questioned.

"Y/N," Seonghwa answered, eyes searching for you, stunning Yunho and Mingi; they all knew how your relationship was.

"Y/N? How come you—"

"Found her!" Seonghwa yelled before running back down to get to you, leaving Yunho and Mingi dumbfounded.

You were dancing all by yourself on the crowded dance floor before you moved to the bar to get yourself another drink. "Two shots of vodka, please."

"I'll pay for her drink," you heard someone say from behind you. You turned to see a tall man with a lean build, looking down at you with a smirk. He was certainly very handsome; you only hoped he wasn't some idiot.

"Thank you," you said sweetly. He sat beside you, ordering himself a drink as well. "So beautiful, what's your name?" he asked while you took a shot of vodka. You were about to grab the next shot and answer him, but you felt someone grab your wrist.

Seonghwa took the shot glass from you and placed it on the table. "We're going home," he stated in a stern tone. You were about to protest, but he was already dragging you outside to his car. You were quite surprised that Seonghwa was here, taking you back home; you really thought he didn't give a shit about you... looks like you're wrong.

"But my car is here!" you said, getting into the passenger seat of Seonghwa's car.

"Mingi will drop it off," he stated, getting into the driver's seat and starting his car.

You sighed in frustration while Seonghwa drove fast. "You're so annoying," you murmured, but he heard you.

"I didn't do shit."

"You ruined my chance of finally getting fucked!" you said while you removed your heels, massaging your aching feet.

Seonghwa rolled his eyes, mentally praising all the signal lights for being green; he wanted to get home fast. "You don't need another man for that."

You snorted. "Yeah, cause my husband is sure as hell making me feel good," you muttered sarcastically, looking out the window, realizing you were almost home. Seonghwa didn't say anything for the rest of the drive.

As soon as you got home, you ran to your room. You went to the bathroom, taking your makeup and clothes off, leaving yourself only in your lacy red thong. You brushed your teeth and washed your face, dabbing it dry with a towel. When you moved the towel away, you found Seonghwa leaning against the bathroom door, dressed in only his sweatpants again, staring at you through the mirror.

Seonghwa's eyes roamed all over your body. You held your towel to your naked chest, covering yourself. "What are you doing here?" you asked, cheeks turning pink at the fact that Seonghwa saw you with just your thong on.

He moved to stand right in front of you, trapping you in between the sink and his body. "Seonghwa, what are you doing?" you murmured, trying not to glance at his bare chest.

He smirked, moving his face closer to yours. "Giving my sexually frustrated wife what she wants," he said, brushing his lips against yours. "Only if she still wants it." He pulled away, giving you a small smile that made your heart race. You wanted to ask him what suddenly came over him, but you wrapped your arms around his neck instead, pulling him down to kiss you; like he said, you were sexually frustrated and you really just needed a good release.

Seonghwa kissed you back eagerly, hands moving to your bare waist before moving down to your hips. He broke the kiss, picking you up and placing you on the bathroom counter before continuing his previous actions. You gently bit his lip, pulling it little, making Seonghwa smile against your lips. He slid his tongue into your mouth, while he pulled your body closer to his. Without breaking the kiss, he lifted you off the counter and moved towards your bed. He gently placed you on your back, hovering above you. His lips moved to your neck, kissing around the area before sucking on a particular spot, marking you, making you moan.

Once Seonghwa was satisfied with the mark he left on you, he moved his hand to your thong. "Can I?" he asked for permission.

"Yes, please." He pulled the material down, sliding it off your legs.

"Fuck, you're so pretty," he murmured. His fingers ran along your slit, collecting the wetness there. "So wet for me," he said in a low tone, rubbing your wetness over your clit. His fingers applied pressure to your clit while moving circularly. He played with your clit for a while before moving his fingers down to your hole. He pushed two fingers in at once, making you arch your back. He moved his fingers at a fast pace, loving the way you clenched around them. You moaned out, eyes closing at how good it felt. But you wanted more.

"Seonghwa, please," you whimpered.

"Please what, baby?"

"I want you now. I want your cock inside of me, please. Fuck, please." Seonghwa felt himself grow even harder at the way you begged for him. He pulled his fingers out, sucking them clean, humming in delight due to your sweet taste.

Seonghwa took his sweatpants and briefs off before he sat against the cushioned headboard of your bed, pumping his cock a few times. "Come here," he ordered, making you straddle his lap. "Are you on the pill?" You shook your head. "Okay. I don't have condoms on me. Are you fine with me pulling out?" You nodded and he ran his thumb along your bottom lip. "Use your words, baby."

"Yes, I'm okay with it."

Seonghwa smiled, pulling you into a quick kiss before he helped you sink down completely on his length. "Fuck, so tight," he groaned. You whimpered at the stretch, waiting for a moment to get used to his large size. He slightly propped his knees up so that the position was more comfortable for you. Seonghwa kissed your forehead. "Take your time, babe."

After a moment, you placed your hands on his shoulder, moving yourself on his length. Seonghwa gripped your ass, helping you move on him slowly at first, before increasing the pace. You threw your head back, leaning against his propped knees, moaning his name while he slammed you onto his cock. Seonghwa lowered his face to your boobs, taking one of your nipples in his mouth, gently sucking on it while he rolled the other one.

Seonghwa kissed around your collarbones before making you get off his length to change positions: you were in the same position, expect now you were facing away from him. Your back was pressed against his chest and he entered you again. Seonghwa pushed your hair to one side before he began to kiss your neck while you moved on him. One of his hands squeezed your boob while the other played with your clit, rubbing it up and down and circularly, giving it a light squeeze. "I'm c-close," you moaned out, feeling the knot tighten in your lower abdomen, and he moved his fingers faster on your clit. Your legs began to shake, and you yelled out Seonghwa's name when you reached your blissful high. You quickly got off Seonghwa and pumped his length with your hand. You were about to take his length in your mouth, but he came, shooting his load onto his inner thighs.

Seonghwa closed his eyes, trying to calm his heavy breathing. You collapsed next to him, and he wrapped his arms around your waist, placing a kiss onto your forehead. "How do you feel?"

"Amazing," you answered honestly. "Thank you so much."

He chuckled. "I'm your husband, Y/N, you don't have to thank me."

You narrowed your eyes at him. "You were the one who told me to go to another man."

"I was kidding, I didn't expect you to actually leave," he said. "I ran after you, but you had already left." Seonghwa pulled you into a soft and slow kiss. "You're mine, Y/N. You have no idea how angry I was to see you with another man."

"Maybe I should piss you off often," you mumbled, running a hand through his messy hair.

"Try, baby, I dare you," Seonghwa challenged, cupping your cheek with one hand, staring into your eyes. "Next time, I won't be as nice as I was today."

You smirked. "I'm looking forward to that."

[songmingisthighs]

[4.25] badboy!seonghwa × reader

⇀ you should've seen the signs. God, why were you so blind ?

⇁ part 1 / 2

⇁ prologue part 1 / 2 / 3

Having already spent so much time with him, it didn't take you much longer to finally realize that you've harboured feelings for the one and only Park Seonghwa.

Knowing the risk of liking him, which is unrequitted love, getting played, or even getting murdered by his fangirls, you're surprised that you threw all caution aside to satisfy your heart.

"Hey," Seonghwa called from across the table, poking your forehead with the back of his mechanical pencil, "what 'chu thinkin' about?" He smirked.

You playfully swat his hand away, "linear regression," you poked his forehead playfully back, "what 'CHU thinkin' about?" You copied him, making him chuckle, "me? I was thinking about how adorable you look while thinking about linear regression, that shit doesn't deserve your attention and yet you're freely giving it, lucky bastard,"

Damn his smooth words.

Blush creeped on your face when he said that, rendering you silent despite having participate in his mutual teasing.

"Aww, baby, are you shy?" He asked, hand creeping forward to cover yours, his thumb was stroking the back of your hand softly.

It had been like this for the past few weeks, secret hand holdings, playing footsies during study times, playing with each other's hair, heck you both even have your own spot in this little diner just a little further from the campus, a hidden gem no one really know about.

"You kids are just so adorable," the middle-aged waitress cooed, she had been serving you and Seonghwa since the very first time you both came here, "tell me, young man, when are you gonna finally lock this young lady with you? Because if you won't, I have a few other nice boys in my mind that I'd like for her to give a chance with," she said, narrowing her eyes at Seonghwa.

Seonghwa chuckled, more in a subtle mocking manner because he honestly doesn't know why the prospect of you being with another guy that isn't him bother him so much, but he wasn't gonna let you know that.

"Don't worry about that, I've had everything under control," he vaguely said, making you blush even harder and the waitress squeal before walking off, promising a piece of chocolate cake for you two to share.

The door of the diner opened suddenly, and to Seonghwa's shock, Yunho and Mingi came barreling in, laughing loudly. Just by seeing how they giggle at each other, Seonghwa immediately know that they're shitfaced.

It was a good thing that you were so into your statistics homework that you didn't realize his sudden shift from relaxed to tensed.

Mingi was the first to notice Seonghwa and Seonghwa noticed him noticing him. So before the loud mouthed boy was able to scream out his name, Seonghwa excudlsed himself quickly and ran to Yunho and Mingi, dragging them out.

"Hey, my fries-" Mingi's whines were cut off by Seonghwa, "what are you guys doing here?" He asked. Yunho held a finger up at him, he looked like he was gonna puke but he swallowed it to answer Seonghwa, "getting burgers and fries, and Jongho wanted a milkshake," "no, what are you doing HERE, you could've gone to mcdonald's or something,"

At that, Mingi smacked Yunho's arm, "mcdonald's! That sounds waaaaay better! Let's get some mcnuggets and mcflurry!" Before Yunho could protest, Mingi had already drag him away towards the direction of the nearest mcdonalds which is near the campus.

Seonghwa made sure that the two were really gone before he ran back inside to you.

You had seen everything unfold, though you weren't sure why Seonghwa felt the need to drag his two friends out, you had found it slightly weird.

When he came back and sat in front of you, he had pretended like nothing happened. He went back to doing his own homework, having finished his part of both of your homework.

"Hey," you called, getting his attention. You nodded your head towards the door, "who was that?" "Who?" "The two guys you just dragged back out? Seemed serious,"

Seonghwa chuckled at you, "the only serious thing was their inability to stay sober for more than two days a week, they were drunk and if I hadn't send them away, they would've destroyed this place withina minute,"

You nodded slowly at his explanation, feeling slightly assured in some way because maybe you really do want to believe that that's the whole reason and nothing else.

The waitress had came back and put a plate of chocolate cake in the middle of the table, telling you both that it's on the house as long as you two keep coming back there.

For some reason you couldn't shake the weird feeling in the pit of your stomach, like something's slightly off.

Your head was so out of it that you hadn't even properly processed the fact that Seonghwa has been feeding you the cake. He realized that your head was not where it's supposed to be, but he was amused at your zoned out state so much that he wants to see how long it'd take for you to snap out of it.

You eventually realized what had been happening when you felt Seonghwa wipe at the corner of your mouth and proceed to lick it with a satisfied smirk.

"My theory was right," he spoke, tongue still dragging slowly on his thumb.

God damn it, why can't you look away?

"Things do taste sweeter from your lips," he finished.

Feeling very flustered, you raised yourself a bit to lean forward and smack Seonghwa on his shoulder. He only let out a satisfied laugh that wasn't very loud.

Somehow hearing his laugh melt all your worries away. You found yourself laughing along with him and taking the fork to feed him.

For now, being with him in a place where you both can freely flirt and throw playful banters seem very much perfect. You didn't even care about the possibility that he'd only take you there so that other people wouldn't see you two together, see THE Park Seonghwa hanging out with a girl without the intention of having a one night stand.

Because his genuine laugh and smile is all that you need.

Until you realize that it's not enough.

[hongism]

at the end of the day - p. seonghwa 18+

day 10 of kinktober: lovemaking - park seonghwa warnings: explicit smut, unprotected sex, soft sex, marking, creampie, fingering, tooth-rotting fluff, it’s so soft I can’t believe I wrote it, literally lovemaking, im broken after writing it wc: 1.6k genre: smut, fluff, pwp, 18+

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“Hi,” you greet, tone quiet. Seonghwa steps over the threshold, and the door snaps shut without much noise. His shoulders remain slumped forward, clear evidence of his exhaustion, but he still manages a somewhat cheery greeting in response.

“Hi, baby, how was your day?” He comes closer to where you’re seated at the dining table. Papers are strewn across the wood, and Seonghwa doesn’t even need to take a glance to know that you’re still struggling with schoolwork.

“Long,” you answer even though he already understands just from your expression. Likewise, he nods in agreement, smile stretching a little less than before.

“Seems we both had tough days then.” Seonghwa leans forward and rests his hands on the back of your chair. The gaze he offers is as soft as ever. You sit up straight only to push your head back against his stomach. “I’ll take a quick shower, then we can go to bed, yeah?”

“Sounds good,” you hum. Seonghwa steps away from your chair, and you watch him disappear into the bedroom with a small sigh. The mountain of work before you still looms, but it’s the last thing on your mind at the moment. Sleep would be nice, but cuddling with Seonghwa would be even better at this point. Thus, you push away from the table and amble to the bedroom.

You can hear the soft trickles of the shower in the bathroom, and maybe on a night where you both weren’t so tired, you might be daring enough to surprise Seonghwa in there. Rather, you merely slip your pants off, crawling under the sheets to nestle in the center of the bed while you wait for Seonghwa to join you.

It doesn’t take too long for him to come out, towel around his neck, and a pair of sweats hanging loosely at his hips. You both instinctually smile at one another as soon as you make eye contact, and you huff out a laugh through your nose.

“What’s that look for?” Seonghwa inquires, bringing the towel down and dropping it on your head once he’s closer to the edge of the bed.

“Nothing, nothing,” you counter. “You’re just cute.” The towel slips down to the mattress, slightly damp from the moisture on Seonghwa’s skin, and he bends over you to press a quick kiss to your forehead.

“You’re the only cute one here, baby girl. Now scoot over and make some room for me.”

“At least put the towel up first,” you grumble, tossing it back at your boyfriend before shifting to the other side of the bed. Seonghwa feigns annoyance with a slight roll of his eyes but picks up the towel regardless. He carries it all the way back to the bathroom before returning to you, slipping into bed at last.

You greet him with a kiss; your lips press against the tip of his nose first, then two small pecks on either cheek before finally finding purchase on his plush and rosy lips. They’re soft on yours, the gentlest pressure that leaves a blossoming warmth in your chest. It isn’t needy or full of lust – merely a small signal of the love and affection you have for each other.

“I love you,” you murmur. The words linger in the air between you for a few moments, Seonghwa’s only response being the same affectionate and tired grin. Even when he does do something, it isn’t verbal. He closes the minimal distance between your lips once more. The kiss contains a bit more pressure this time, yet again it doesn’t hold any desperation. You don’t let your lips part for a second as Seonghwa tugs you closer, hand drawing around your waist, and he tugs you forward and forward until your chest is flush against his. It only takes a slight tug for him to pull you on top of him, rolling onto his back so that you can straddle his hips comfortably.

A sigh of content leaves you. It’s one that Seonghwa eats right up, and his tongue caresses your lower lips with the same amount of care and softness as every other touch he’s providing. He slips his hands lower, tracing each curve and dip of your body until he reaches your hips and dances over the bare skin there. It doesn’t take much for him to let those same fingers slide up under your shirt. They leave goosebumps in their wake, gliding and shifting until he has his thumbs looped around the band of your underwear, and it’s with an unspoken agreement that he tugs them down. You have to assist him in getting them fully off, straightening one leg after the other until the undergarments are pulled away completely. He doesn’t bother doing the same for his own – mostly because he’s not wearing underwear, but also because he just shimmies his sweatpants down enough to bare his cock to the cool air in the bedroom.

Seonghwa doesn’t move any faster than he is; he maintains the same sweet and languid pace even as he slips two fingers between your legs and presses them past your already sopping folds. You moan into his mouth at the sensation, shifting your hips so that he can have better access to your core. His tongue breaches your lips at the same moment he pushes his fingers into your tight hole, and you would moan if you weren’t midway through a gasp of surprise. You let him control the kiss, instead focusing on the feeling of his fingers inside you, but you can’t keep from reaching down to take his member in your hand. It’s his turn to groan as you move over his cock with sloppy jerks, collecting the precum gathered on his tip and guiding it over the rest of his length.

“I want you, Hwa,” you whisper after pulling back to look him in the eye. His smile returns, and he gives you a small nod before slipping his fingers out of you. His hand meets yours on his shaft, lips coming to rest on the corner of your lips. He rubs the juices of your arousal over his cock then pushes your hips back to align with your hole. When he sinks into your velvet walls, you can’t stop the whimper that falls from your lips. The stretch burns and aches deep inside you, and Seonghwa slows his movements until he barely moves at all. Folding your hands around the back of his neck, you dug yourself down to his lips and kiss him as deeply as possible. Seonghwa returns the kiss with equal passion and penetrates you until he’s buried all the way in your cunt.

“I love you,” he says, parting from your lips to speak the words. “Let me make love to you.”

“You always have permission to do that,” you reply. You release his neck to cup his cheek, and he presses his face against your palm without hesitation. “So go ahead and do it, my love.”

Seonghwa’s grip on your hips tightens, and in one swift movement, he swivels you until your back collides with the mattress. His mouth overtakes yours, tongue pushing in without hesitation, and you can only moan in response. He rocks his hips against yours. The groan that leaves his chest is nothing short of heavenly, and you’d beg just to hear that sound over and over again, but he provides it without you begging at all. Each thrust has you seeing stars; his cock rubs over your sweet spot without cease, and the pace he maintains is still as languid as before. It feels different this time, like he’s putting all his feelings into each thrust. Not chasing after his own pleasure or an orgasm – just undivided attention on you and making you feel good.

It doesn’t take long for you to lose yourself in the pleasure running through your veins. Seonghwa is right there with you, quiet moans escaping him as more time passes, but it’s evident that he’s holding out until you orgasm. His thrusts only stutter once your walls begin to tighten around him. The band holding you back from your orgasm snaps as he thrusts particularly deep, and you arch your back off the bed. White fills your vision, red hot pleasure searing your body from head to toe, and Seonghwa kisses you through it. The warmth only persists because he cums inside you a second later, painting the inside of your walls with white.

You don’t dare to move for several minutes after and just focus on Seonghwa’s weight against your body and the softly spoken praises he whispers into the shell of your ear. When he does move away from you, you throw your arms around his waist and squeeze him tight so that he can’t leave.

“Let’s just stay like this a while,” you murmur, the exhaustion clearly audible in your tone. “Please.” Seonghwa laughs lightly, then brings his lips back to your forehead.

“Okay, baby girl. Anything for you.”

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a/n: not funny. i cried. this is too soft for me. expect hard shit to make up for it ;-;

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[sanjoongie]

9~ Mommy Kink/Praise Kink: P. SH

♡Pairing: Park Seonghwa x Reader (f) ♡Genre: non-idol, Mommy/Baby Boy au ♡Word Count: 1,185 ♡Warnings: mommy kink (reader is the mommy), praise kink, begging, orgasm denial, vaginal sex, spitting, lots of dirty talk, slight nipple play ♡Rated: 18+ MDNI, smut with no plot ♡Masterlist link~ | Previous Day~ San | Next Day~ Yeosang ♡Dedication~ @mejuii @downtoamagicalland the unholy trinity beta team

"Mommy, please," Seonghwa begs, digging his teeth into his lower lip. "Please, can I come inside of you?" Seonghwa has one of your legs cast over his shoulder and is fucking you side ways, as instructed.

"Pretty baby," You praise Seonghwa, pushing his hair behind his ear, "You can last a bit longer, right?"

Seonghwa shakes his head, eyebrows creasing in a cute frown. "No, I can't. I can't, please, Mommy, please let me come inside of you, I'm so close."

"Slow it down, baby," You encourage him and his pace decreases until he's just shallowly thrusting into your tight heat.

"Your pussy is so warm," Seonghwa whines, thrusting a bit sharper than he should have, considering you told him.to cool it. "I love being inside it."

You smile upwards at him, "I know you do. That's why we're learning to hold back our orgasm, so you can be inside me longer."

"Mommy, please!" Seonghwa wails, jutting out his lip. "I don't wanna wait. I wanna come inside of you again and again. I want my cum to spill out of you, and then I want to clean it up with my tongue."

You tsk at Seonghwa and put a hand on his chest to stop his movements. "You are acting spoiled, Seonghwa."

Seonghwa’s eyes widen. He's trying to look innocent to get away with his outburst. “But I’m not spoiled. My mommy wouldn’t have a spoiled baby boy.”

He got points for creativity. “Then are you my good baby boy, Seonghwa?”

Seonghwa nods quickly and sucks in his bottom lip. His eyes get hooded and he leans downwards. “I want a kiss, please.”

You find yourself indulging in him, meeting those pink lips for a wet kiss given the amount of times Seonghwa lips his lips. “I’m putting lip chap on you next time, Seonghwa, your lips are going to be so chapped,” You scold him.

Seonghwa frowns at you again. “My lips are soft. Why are you being mean to me? Won’t let me come and say my lips aren’t nice to kiss.”

Your nose micro-twitches as your anger spikes at the insinuation that you were picking on Seonghwa and not trying to take care of him. Where previously you were cupping his cheek now you grip his chin and cheeks harshly. “Seonghwa, baby, you’re prettier when your mouth is closed or your tongue is out. What’s it going to be?” You growl.

Seonghwa lowers his eyes in obedience. “Tongue, Mommy.” He sticks out his tongue and you spit into it. He leaves his tongue out until you command him to swallow. “Thank you, Mommy,” Seonghwa says quietly. That was much better.

“Are you going to be a good boy for Mommy now, Hwa?” You ask him, releasing his face. 

“I am a good boy,” Seonghwa insists. 

“Then you’re going to fuck me into an orgasm, love, and then you’re allowed to come inside of me. Do we understand each other? Or do I have to put you in your time out corner?” You make solid eye contact with Seonghwa. He would have to sit against the headboard and watch you fuck yourself with a dildo. He despised that punishment and would do anything to avoid it, that much you could bet on with Seonghwa. 

“Yes, Mommy, I’ll do it. I can do it. I can make you come and I can be a good boy. I wanna be a good boy. I am a good boy.” Seonghwa’s face is so earnest and his naughty side went back into the dark where it belonged.

“Go ahead then, Hwa. Fuck me with your pretty cock, hmm? Show Mommy what your cock can do for her.”

Seonghwa rubs his face against your leg as he bends you even farther. His hips work themselves into a speed that allowed him to adjust them so he could snap that last inch of his cock into your g-spot. You cry out and Seonghwa smiles against the skin of your leg. “See Mommy, I know how to fuck your pussy so good. I know just how to move so that you feel good. Your nipples get tight and your pussy gets so much more wetter when my pretty cock is fucking you. Only I can do this for you, right, Mommy? Only your baby boy can do this for you, right?” Seonghwa’s eyes look down at you, looking for your praise. If only you would tell him that he was the best and good and exactly what you needed; if only you would fill his heart and head with happiness. 

“Oh, God, yes, Seonghwa, just like that, Baby. That’s my baby, you know just how to fuck Mommy’s pussy. You feel so good, Seonghwa. That’s my good boy.” The only problem with Seonghwa doing exactly what you commanded was that it made you… a little unfocused. Your words turn into verbal cues as your climax begins to build.

“I can be good for Mommy,” Seonghwa whispers to himself, “Focus, Seonghwa, focus.”

“Seonghwa, don’t stop, keep that tempo, fuck, yes Baby, this is it. You’re going to make Mommy come, just like that Hwa--Baby!” You come all over Seonghwa’s cock and he stops inside of you. He shifts until he’s lying between your legs, head fully resting on your breast.

“Did it, Mommy,” Seonghwa murmurs, lips whisper-close to your nipple but not close enough to take them in his mouth. “Made you come. Sound so pretty when you come, Mommy.”

You comb your fingertips through his hair, just the way he likes it. His cheek snuggles into your breast. “Can I come now, Mommy. Can I come inside of you? I’ve been a good boy, right, Mommy?”

You’re a little sensitive from your orgasm still but it was always a delight to witness Seonghwa work himself into pleasure himself. His face is always so expressive. “You can come now, Seonghwa. You have my permission.”

Seonghwa braces himself over you on his elbows. He’s elevated enough to thrust into you and his head is low enough that he can suck on your breasts. His eyes are closed as his tongue lathing against your nipple between his lips. His hips do their magic, his cock feeling still delicious dragging against your walls. Soon, his hips are slapping against you, searching out his climax until he moans against your nipple, teeth making a threat against your nipple. He works in and out of you as he paints your insides with his cum. 

“That’s my good Baby,” You coo at him. “Did you come hard? Was it good, Hwa?”

“Mommy, it feels so good to come inside of you,” Seonghwa whines, muffling his words against your breast.

“Let’s clean you up, my sweaty boy,” You tease him. You push an errant hair out of his hairline. 

“Mommy!” Seonghwa whines, sensitive now.

“I’ll rub you real slow, baby, I promise. I’ll treat you for being a good boy and letting Mommy come first. Then you can wear your kitty pj’s, kay?”

Seonghwa sits up and sends you the brightest, sunshine smile. “Thank you, Mommy.”

Masterlist link~ | Previous Day~ San | Next Day~ Yeosang

[hwashotcheeto]

𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅'𝒔 𝑴𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 (6)

Best Friend's Mother Masterlist

Chapter: Six (Smut chapter | amab version)

Milf!Park Seonghwa X gn!reader

Summary: You and Seonghwa finally have a private moment without having to worry about guilt holding you back.

WC: 3.7k

Smut warnings: Kissing, nipple play (idol receiving), oral (both receiving), protected anal sex, light choking, deep throating (reader receiving)

“Please, jagiya, don’t tease any longer.” 

You smirked and pulled your hand away, only to get up and sit on his lap, making him whimper again as you sat right on his cock. 

“Don’t you worry, Mommy. I’ll take care of you.” 

Seonghwa’s arms locked around your waist as you started rocking your hips against him. Your heart skipped a beat as he let out a strangled squeak. 

You ran your hands over his chest, playing with the hem of the nightgown, running your fingers over the pretty pink flowery lace. What the fuck, it was so cute. 

You leaned in and pressed your lips against his skin, kissing down the middle of his chest feverishly. Seonghwa melted, his body relaxing under your kisses, gripping your body tighter as he let out soft, pretty moans. 

You’d caught yourself staring at his chest an awful lot, and who could blame you? 

This is exactly what you fantasized about: Putting your face in his chest, letting him smother you, holding you tight while he’s balls deep inside you-

You couldn’t stop yourself. You stilled your hips as you pulled one side of the nightgown off his shoulder and kissed down his chest to his nipple, running your tongue over it and sucking on it like he’d done to you. 

Seonghwa took one of his hands and instantly brought it up to cover his mouth, all of his whimpers and whines being muffled as his other hand clutched your shirt. 

You felt him harden against your dick, and you couldn’t help but smirk knowing how much he liked this. Good news for you, since you were loving it. 

Your eyes flicked up to his face, and still had his head thrown back with his hand over his mouth. The sight of that in itself was gorgeous, his chest heaving, his pretty neck on display, his eyes squeezed shut. 

As gorgeous as it was, you knew you could do better. 

You slid the other side of the nightgown down his arm and ran your fingers over his other nipple, pinching and pulling on that one in time with the movements your mouth made on the other side. 

Even with his hand over his mouth, Seonghwa’s cry was still loud enough to hear it throughout the house. His face burned in shame, struggling to keep himself quiet, but goddammit, you were making it so difficult. 

Your core pressing up against his hard (now leaking) cock, your mouth and hands on his tits, fuck, he was losing his mind. He needed more. 

Seonghwa pulled his hand away and gripped onto your shoulder, finally lifting his head to look down at you. “Sweetheart, please,” he whined, “I need you on my cock, please.” 

And the idea of already fucking his brains out, looking down on him like he did to you, relishing in the control he gave over to you as he’d melt below you was absolutely divine. 

But at the same time, you didn’t want to jump straight into that. You wanted to keep this going. 

You smiled up at him as you pulled away from his chest, sitting up properly. He looked at you with stars in his eyes, so many unspoken pleas beside them. 

“If you insist,” you teased as you slid down off of his lap onto your knees on the floor. Seonghwa’s breath caught in his throat, making a soft choking sound as you pushed his nightgown up to his waist. 

And then it was your turn to choke when you saw the lacy, tiny panties he was wearing. 

Seonghwa weakly smiled seeing your flushed cheeks and wide eyes. Of course he’d worn them, he had them saved for “special occasions” like the many others he had tucked away. 

“Go on, take it off,” he whispered, reaching out to grab onto your hair with a trembling hand. You blinked and brought yourself back to reality, obeying his request and pulling them down and off his legs, leaving them on the floor beside you. 

His cock sprung up, hitting his nightgown and smearing pre cum on the lilac silk. Seonghwa watched as you reached forward to gently wrap your hand around him, looking up before you started slowly stroking him. 

The relief made him roll his eyes back and sigh contentedly. “That’s it, good doll.” You can’t deny that the praise makes you clench, but you manage to keep yourself composed as you reach up and lick around the tip. 

Seonghwa gripped onto your hair tighter, whining softly. “Yes, that’s-” He cut off with a choke and whimpered as you wrapped your lips around him, gently sucking on the tip instead. Fire danced up through his bones as his body went weak under you again, his thighs tensing hard beside your head. 

It was such a power trip seeing him so submissive to you. And you loved it. 

He’d hardly had time to adjust to this before you took him further into your mouth. Seonghwa squeaked and grabbed onto your hair with both hands now, panting heavily. You couldn’t help but smile as you began to slowly bob your head, still gently sucking. 

Seonghwa was already losing it. He was so sensitive, every gentle suck was making him shiver and tremble, he felt like he was on fire. He was sweating already, but mostly because he was doing everything in his power to not be loud enough for Wooyoung to hear. 

Wooyoung knew damn well what you two were up to, it’s why he left you two alone. Unbeknownst to the two of you, he couldn’t hear a thing through his headphones. 

Still, it would be awkward to hear your mom screaming your best friend’s name, so Seonghwa tried his best to stay quiet. 

That was becoming progressively difficult as you sped up your movements, slowly taking more of him, up until you gagged when he hit the back of your throat. Seonghwa snapped his head down to look at you, his eyes filled with concern, but you just kept going. A fire burned in his stomach when he heard the gag. 

“Sweetheart,” he whined, muffled by his hand. “Slow down, I’m going to-” And you knew where he was going, so you pulled off completely. Seonghwa squeaked in confusion, his eyes big and pleading. 

But it disappeared as you pulled your pants and underwear down and crawled up on top of him, pushing him down onto his back on the couch. 

“What?” Seonghwa grabbed onto your arms, fear in his eyes. “What are you doing?” 

“Going to fuck you?” You responded, rubbing his thighs. Seonghwa gulped and gripped onto your wrists. You froze as he did, then pulled back and rested your hands on his knees. “Is that not okay?”

It’s not like Seonghwa had never bottomed. He’d had his share of partners, and many different acts and positions. He was no stranger to all of this. But Seonghwa had insisted on taking care of you. 

He wanted to be good to you, to care for you. He promised you he would. It was in his nature to do so, you saw it in everything. 

But your words replayed in his head. Don’t you worry, Mommy. I’ll take care of you. 

Seonghwa looked up at you, and you looked at him with nothing but care. Your eyes were gentle. Soft. He smiled and reached out to hold your hands. 

“Yes. Take care of me, sweetie.”

You didn’t need to be told twice. 

With Seonghwa’s help, you got lube and a few condoms before you got back into position.  Seonghwa took a breath to relax as you put the condom on yourself, along with applying a generous amount of lube. 

You kneeled in front of him and held his hands, squeezing them gently. “If it hurts, you can tell me to stop,” you reassured him in a soft voice. Seonghwa smiled and nodded, squeezing your hands back. 

“Thank you, doll. Now please, the wait has been killing me.” 

With that, you took a breath to steady yourself, and slowly pushed inside of Seonghwa. 

Seonghwa let out a soft, squeaky moan, squeezing your hands tighter. You looked down at him as you bit your lip, muffling the soft moan that threatened to shoot out. When his brows knitted together, you moved even slower, watching his face to look for any hint of pain or discomfort. 

But you slid all the way inside with none of that. There was resistance, sure, but he wasn’t in pain. In fact, Seonghwa had his eyes closed in bliss, his head tilted back on the soft couch cushions. 

Your heart was pounding so hard, you could hear it in your head. The pleasure was rippling through your body with every little clench and pulse of him around your cock. 

You couldn’t really believe that you were here, that you were balls deep inside Seonghwa. 

He felt fucking fantastic, and if you weren’t careful, the whole neighborhood was going to know it too. 

What an interesting Winter Break this was. 

“You okay?” You breathed, your voice shaky. Seonghwa nodded as he opened his eyes. 

“Yes, I’m alright. You can move.” 

You nodded back as you slowly moved your hips. Seonghwa’s eyes fluttered shut again with a soft moan as he dropped his head back again. Your heart skipped a beat when he did. 

His sharp features relaxing, his eyes gently closed in bliss, his delicate hands squeezing yours. He was utterly gorgeous. And he was all yours right now. 

“You feel so good, doll,” he mumbled, smiling weakly. The relaxation of not having control, to be taken care of, was euphoric. He’d felt at peace, calm. 

Seonghwa opened his eyes and looked up at you with nothing but adoration. As you looked back at him, you felt something new. Something so powerful, it made your heart ache. Something that made warmth spread over your whole body. 

It can’t be love. There’s no way. 

You took a breath and pushed the idea out of your head. You tried to ignore the ache in your chest. The butterflies in your stomach. 

You looked away from Seonghwa and moved your hips faster and harder, letting go of his hands and leaning over him. His hands went up to grab onto your shoulders. His eyes changed to surprise as you continued to increase the pace, fucking into that sweet spot inside. 

A choked gasp left his lips as you fell into this new rhythm. Seonghwa’s eyes rolled back as he squeezed your shoulders. He pursed his lips to keep in all the louder moans and whines that wanted to escape him. 

You yourself were struggling to keep quiet too, your arms beginning to tremble. The pleasure was rocketing up through your bones, making fire burn in your bones. 

“Jagiya,” Seonghwa whined, “Don’t stop, it feels so good.” He squeezed your shoulders tighter. His lips turned to a tight line as he squeezed his eyes shut again to keep quiet, but there was a still constant stream of whines and whimpers. 

“I won’t,” you breathed, gulping nervously. You were trying to stay strong to keep going, to do good for him, but your arms continued to shake as you did. 

With how tight he was clinging onto you, the whines and moans he let out, his blissed out expression, you were just as weak as he was. 

But at the same time, you felt pride knowing you could make him melt like this. You were making him whimper, he was the one with his head back, clinging onto you. 

A smirk crept onto your lips as you ran your hand down his chest to his neglected dick to stroke him in time with your thrust. Seonghwa’s eyes flew open with a gasp, looking down, then back up at you. The surprise quickly turned back into pleasure as he bit his lip with a whine. 

“Yes sweetie, just like that.” His nails dug into the fabric of your shirt. “I’ll come if you keep this up, please don’t stop.” 

You were on cloud nine hearing him beg for you with barely held back whimpers. 

“Come for me, Mommy,” you whispered, fucking him faster again, your own orgasm nearing. You were hardly able to contain yourself and keep your pace consistent as you chased your high, your brain going foggy with pleasure. 

Another whimper fell from Seonghwa’s lips as he gripped onto your tighter. You watched as his breathing grew heavier and his noises were all growing choked. His legs tensed around your waist as his eyes rolled back again. 

“I’m coming, cover-” He tried to say, but you leaned forward and smashed your lips onto his, swallowing all the whines and whimpers Seonghwa let out as he came all over your hand. 

Yours followed soon after, but still stroked him through it until it was over. Your brain turned to mush hearing all Seonghwa’s muffled cries against your lips, feeling his cum all over your hand, how he clenched around your cock so tightly, it felt like a vice. 

You pulled back from the kiss once you were both done, and you both smiled in a daze. Seonghwa reached up and held your cheek, running his thumb over the bone. 

“You did wonderfully, sweetheart,” he whispered, softly panting. “Thank you.” 

“Of course,” you whispered back before you pulled away. You slowly pulled out of him and got rid of the condom. 

You both sat back down on the couch, cuddling afterwards, wrapped in each other's arms, enjoying the afterglow. 

“What was this movie about again?” You asked, suddenly remembering that’s what you were originally doing. Seonghwa laughed as he reached for the remote to turn it off. You smirked as an idea for a joke appeared in your mind. “I fucked you so good, you don’t remember?” 

Seonghwa laughed again. “Maybe you did.” 

You knew it was probably a bad idea, but you went for it anyway.

“Aww, Grandma’s losing his memory.” 

And that was the moment you sealed your fate. 

Seonghwa turned his head to you, but not with anger, or even annoyance. He looked at you with slight amusement, but also with a question in his eyes: “Is this really what you want to do?”

“Who are you calling Grandma?” 

You made a show of looking around the room, being dramatic with your movements as you craned your neck. “I don’t see anyone else-” 

Seonghwa grabbed your throat and pinned you down on your back on the couch, staring down at you. Your heart stopped for a moment, but you calmed when you realized he wasn’t angry. He was still amused by your little stunt. 

“Should I show you how much this “Grandma” can still do?” He mused, leaning closer to you. “How much I can still make you shake? How much I’ll make you cry my name?” 

You felt your shorts grow tighter again at such a promise. You nodded with wide eyes, to which Seonghwa smirked in sadistic delight. 

“Then sit back up and strip yourself.” 

You did as he commanded without a second thought, sitting up in the middle of the couch and stripping your bottom half. Seonghwa fixed his ponytail as he got on his knees in front of you, forcing your legs apart. 

“Keep quiet for me,” he said as he reached forward to slowly stroke you. “Alright? If you get too loud, I’ll stop.” 

“Yes Mommy,” you breathed, your voice wavering slightly. 

“Good doll.” 

You shivered as his tongue slipped out of his mouth and ran over the tip of your cock, gathering up the precum there and taking it back into his mouth. You gulped when his eyes met yours as he swallowed. 

Seonghwa’s eyes stayed on yours as his lips wrapped around you and slowly slid down, down until he’d taken all of you and his nose was pressed up against you. You couldn’t help the whimper that came out of you when he swallowed again, followed by a low moan. 

You clung onto the couch below you as he pulled back and bobbed his head regularly, only taking half into his mouth. He didn’t gag or choke at all, all that came out of him was soft moans, and the vibrations were doing so much work. 

And Seonghwa wasn’t slow and gentle either, no. His lips were tight around you and he was bobbing his head quickly. Spit and pre cum dripped from his mouth to his chin, running down his neck, getting onto his nightgown. 

And all of it was making it nearly impossible for you to keep quiet. 

Seonghwa knew it, and he was loving every second of watching you struggle to contain your moans. He smiled when you had to cover your mouth with your hand. It was his sign to do more. 

Seonghwa moved his head faster than before, pressing his tongue against the underside of your cock, taking more of you this time. You choked as your hand shot out to grip onto his ponytail, to which his eyes rolled back as he took you whole. 

And that’s what he ended up doing instead, sucking on all of you, taking you deep into his throat and somehow not choking or gagging. 

Every time he swallowed, another whimper left your mouth, and brought you closer to that sweet bliss you were craving. You bucked your hips up as you felt the beginning creep up, to which finally made Seonghwa choke, and he smacked your thigh before he held your hips down. 

He looked up at you again, this time with a warning in his eyes, to which you nodded wordlessly, keeping your mouth shut as tight as you could. 

But fuck, was it hard when all you could hear was the obscene wet noises of his mouth sucking you off, the moans he made when he swallowed, when you could see the mess dripping down his neck and all over his mouth, when his hands were holding you down against the couch-

“Mommy, I’m gonna come,” you whimpered out, clinging onto his hair tighter. Seonghwa hummed in answer, and when he didn’t make any move to stop or pull away, you were over only a few seconds later. 

But as you came, Seonghwa yanked your hand away and shoved two of his fingers in your mouth to keep you quiet. The intrusion makes you choke, but you were so consumed by your orgasm, you didn’t even care. 

Seonghwa pulled his hand away as you finished, leaving you panting and your thighs trembling slightly. His eyes stayed on yours as he swallowed around you a few more times before he pulled back. You whined softly as he licked everything else off your cock before he pulled away. 

His goddamn tongue. 

Seonghwa smiled up at you sweetly, like he didn’t just give you the best head of your life, before he got to his feet. “I’m going to clean up. Would you join me?” 

Seonghwa quietly led you through the house to his bathroom, where you both stripped down and got into the shower. 

The warm water against your skin felt divine, you knew you could fall asleep just like this if you stayed here. Especially when Seonghwa came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you against his chest. You held onto his arms and leaned back into him. 

“You did so good, dear,” Seonghwa said softly against your hair, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. You smiled as your eyes fluttered closed and your head dropped back against him. 

“Thank you, Seonghwa,” you mumbled, sleep creeping up on you. He smiled down at you as he squeezed you tighter. 

“You can call me Hwa if you want to.” 

“Okay Hwa.” 

He pressed another kiss to your head before he pulled back to grab a bottle of soap. He poured some onto his hands and lathered it up before he came back to you, slowly running his hands all over you. 

Down your arms and back, over your chest, your stomach and hips, and your legs. 

The ache in your chest came back. The butterflies. The tug that was so foreign to you. 

Tears pricked your eyes as Seonghwa led you into the water to rinse you off, still running his hands over you with the same gentleness. 

The ache grew bigger, spreading from your heart to your stomach, to your arms, your legs, and it was all over your body as Seonghwa took you into his arms again. 

It can’t be…How could it be…

You hid your face in his chest as you hugged him tightly. He hugged you back, resting his head on top of yours. Little did you know, the ache was inside him too. The ache was all over his body too. 

“Do you want to sleep now, jagiya?” Seonghwa asked, slowly rubbing your back. You nodded, too scared to speak in case the tears poured down. 

Seonghwa helped dry you off before he wrapped himself in a towel. You both could’ve easily slept naked, and you were prepared to do that, but as Seonghwa began to dress himself in a fresh nightgown, you realized you didn’t have anything to wear. 

Until he went to his closet and gave you one of his sweaters. 

You almost refused and insisted on grabbing one of your own shirts, but as you looked at it, you knew you couldn’t say no. You pulled the sweater over your head and straightened it out. 

The ache in Seonghwa grew again seeing you wear his clothes. How perfectly oversized it was. How adorable you looked in it. 

You both crawled into his big bed, lying on his chest like you always did, with his arms around you holding you tight. 

“Hwa?” You said softly, blinking the tears away again. 

“Yes?” 

You weren’t really sure what to say next. You were terrified of the feeling that was inside you, you didn’t want to think about what this ache could mean. It wasn’t possible. It shouldn’t be possible. 

So what came out instead was, “Thank you.” 

Neither of you were sure what you were thanking him for. It could be anything. 

He pressed a kiss to your temple. “You’re welcome, love.” 

The tears ran down your cheeks as you finally submitted to sleep. 

If only you knew that Seonghwa had trails of tears down his face as well.

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Hey if you're taking requests, could you do a reaction when ateez are feeling yknow 👀👀 but then you leave them hanging 👉🏻👈🏻

ateez reaction ; requested (s)

。。。ateez feeling horny but you leave them hanging ( okay but idk if i did this right i think it somehow turned into you teasing them . . )

── kim hongjoong

your husband hongjoong was very touchy this entire week, at first you ignored it as if it was a plague but when he kept continuing the subtle touches, you couldn’t help but give in.

but of course, not with a little bit of a twist. knowing how just a few weeks prior, you were doing the same to hongjoong but he left you hanging, frustrated sexually and physically.

“aww, our little hongjoong’s needy?” you asked, tilting your head coyly while trailing a finger down his chest and stealing it on his hard on.

“(y/n), stop doing this and get to work already.” you bit your lip, trying to hide the laugh that was threatening to break out.

licking your lips playfully you eyed him with a raised eyebrow, scanning his face and hearing his raggedy breathing. this was your time to get revenge, and you’re sure this will leave him in danger zone.

you shifted your position on his thick thighs, breathing heavier to accentuate the feeling. you leaned into place a kiss on his lips, and he automatically puckered his lips and shut his eyes.

you bit your lips, feeling slightly bad but knowing he’ll deserve it for what he left you with. so you leaned in closer, making sure to give him all the experience you usually do when you’re about to kiss him.

just as you were about to place your lips on his, you shifted your your face to place a peck on his cheek. pulling back you hurriedly got up from his hold, folding your hands behind you as you leaned forward teasingly.

“i hope you remember what you did to me last month, joong.” you smiled innocently, glancing at his very frustrated expression, and turning away from him, leaving his mouth hung agape.

── park seonghwa ;

seonghwa and you had sex almost everywhere, he just couldn’t keep his hands off of you. no matter how many times you told him that it was very inappropriately him to finger you while you and him were at a dinner with his family. the man just wouldn’t stop.

you were so, so close to release the heat in you that he pulled his slim fingers out, you looked at him through your hazy but wide eyes. cursing him under your breath and you sat there, stiff but so needy for him to do something but he did nothing.

so now it almost seemed like déjà vu, a dinner with your family members while seonghwa sat next and you palmed his clothed hard member underneath the table, a smirk on your face as you zipped down his zipper, rubbing the skin under his naval, right above the band of his briefs, and hearing him suck a sharp breath in.

“oh, hwa you okay?” you asked, your voice dropping with mockery. knowing all too well that seonghwa was drastically turned on and hard, you knew his dominant side would chime in whenever he was in such a position.

and you took every advantage of this, for once you got under park seonghwa’s skin. caressing his dick painfully slow, and feeling him arch his back up.

“k-keep on going,” his ragged breathing made your smirk, tilting your head to look at him a pout.

“don’t look at me like that.” he gritted out his mouth and you only pouted further, his eyes landing on your lips and he has to restrain himself back at your teasing.

but when you take your hand away from his hard on, he looks at you like you’re crazy. you only eye him with an innocent doe look, inside screaming because your boyfriend was not having the attitude you were giving him.

so you leaned up to whisper in his ear, “how’re you holding up baby?” giving him a taste of his own medicine, a sentence he uses while pounding into you.

“just wait till we get home,” he groaned and you smirked.

“but seonghwa, baby, you remember i’m staying at my parents tonight right?” his head snapped to look at you and you shrugged your shoulders, picking up the drink from your table and deliberately toying your tongue around the straw while giving him the entire scene.

── jeong yunho ;

yunho loved it when you sat on his lap, it made him feel even bigger than he already was. your small body in between his bigger one, your back against his hard chest.

but this time the scenario was a little different, you were sitting on his lap, but in a car with the rest of his friends. as everyone was going on a trip in a small suv, you opted to sit on yunho’s lap to save space for the luggage’s.

and when the road went on a particularly stoney path, you were shifting on his lap quite a lot. at first you didn’t pay attention but when yunho’s hands gripped onto your waist, you smirked.

slowly starting to grind on his member, the skirt you were wearing ridding up and definitely not helping yunho’s imagination as you kept moving back and forth on his lap, his back arched up against your ass.

“yunho-yah, you okay there?” you asked, looking to the side and seeing his eyes shut while biting on his lower lip.

“hm-yeah, i-i’m doing great.” he let out a shaky breathe, his hands on your waist tightened, motioning you to keep on going as he forcefully grinded your hips onto his hard on.

and then suddenly you stopped when you felt his member poke your butt, a coy smile adorning your face as you leaned forward towards the driving seat. “hey wooyoung, are we there yet?”

“uh, not yet, there’s still two hours left.” you clicked your tongue and leaned back, putting the same amount of pressure as you did before on him.

you looked back and cupped his face with one of your hands, pouting. “yunho, you sure you okay?”

“i hate you so much,” you grinned, tapping his cheek mockingly and turning your body to face in front. still feeling his member poke into you but you knew he couldn’t do anything about it as long as the car hasn’t reached it’s destination.

── kang yeosang :

you were sitting across the room from your boyfriend, the two of you were attending the baby shower of his older sister. the room was divided, the boys on one side the girls on the other.

prior to coming here, when you were getting ready in the bathroom. yeosang was feeling out of the blue, his hands wrapped around your waist as you applied the mascara while bending over the counter, making your rub against him.

you chuckled when he groaned in pleasure, tightening the grip on your waist and pulling you back with a jerk. one action got to another and the two of you were pressed against each other on a wall while having a hot make out session.

the dress strap dangling down your shoulder as he held your waist firmly, your legs around wrapped around his waist as he placed you on the counter. unbuckling his pants and proceeding to push himself into you, but before he could to that, your phone rang from beside you.

“it’s okay, it’ll be quick.” making him groan and you smiled and reached out to grasp the phone and bringing it next to your ear as yeosang waited patiently.

“oh, okay, we’ll be there.” you giggled, hanging up and placing your arms over his shoulders.

“your sister needs help, and she wants us there right now.” you said, lifting your dress strap up.

“she can wait, but i cannot.” you chuckled, pushing him back, “you know she’ll get mad at you.”

and now sitting on the sofa while yeosang eyes you through his hooded eyes, your long legs on a show making him swallow heavily. you knew he was needy, from the constant lip bites and ruffling his hair in frustration when you kept moving, and shifting your legs in a different position just to irk him.

── choi san ;

you wrapped your arms around san’s neck, pressing closer to his body. his hands rested on the curve of your ass, pushing you into him.

you had succeeded into making san shift his focus from his gaming to you, but you of course wanted to play with him, not in the way he was picturing it.

you brought your lips over to ghost over his neck, licking your lower lip to press a kiss over his neck freckles. san let out a hiss as you slowly peppered his neck with your wet lips and the hot traces of your breath.

“my baby’s been a good girl, hmm?” he asked, breathing unevenly and you smirked before nodding, placing your knee in between his legs, pressed up his member and he let out a mewl.

“I’ve always been one san, but you just never noticed.” you teased, and his eyes shut at the feeling of your lips over his.

“but,” you brought your fingers up to trace his soft lips, bringing your lips close to his only leaving a a very small space between yours and his.

“you’ve been a very bad boy, and i think it’s your time to receive a punishment.” his eyes shot open and you smirked at his confusion, you slowly lifted your body up away from his.

“what’re you doing, (y/n).” his eyes darkened and his tone turned lower.

you raked a hand through his hair lovingly before properly standing up straight, crossing your arms over your chest. “i’ll see you tonight?” you said and turned on your heels but san was faster and got a hold on your wrist, pulling you into his chest.

“so you’re just going to leave me here, like this?” you smiled, tapping his chest lightly.

“of course.”

── song mingi ;

hi what is he so hot for 

you were a very brave person to do this, a daredevil in your own dictionary.

mingi was a very intimate person, but he was also very horny. whether you dress up in a stunning body-con or just when you’re wearing one of his shirts, the man was always in need of you.

you could say you had him wrapped around your finger, and you did take advantage of that form time to time.

and today, was that day, and it just had to be the day of his nephew’s birthday party. he was eyeing you from across the room, eyeing your every move as you shifted through the crowd.

once you knew his eyes were set on you, you took the plan in your action. taking your phone in your hands and typing out a very interesting message, it was something you saw from from tiktok that was turned into a challenge, and you wanted to his reaction to it very badly.

the minute you hit send, you looked at him, motioning him to look at his phone with your eyes. you waited for him to pick his phone up, and when he did, his fingers scrolled down the screen to see your message.

the minute he finished reading it, his head shot up and his eyes narrowed at you. you patted yourself internally because the look he was giving you wasn’t just any look, the look screamed bedroom eyes and you couldn’t help but chuckle only making him raise his eyebrows at you in amusement.

in a blink of an eye, mingi was no longer on the couch but instead making his way towards you, his jaw clenched and eyes hooded.

you instantly looked around before heading to the kitchen, heart beating because of that risky text that you sent definitely had him feel some type of way, so you were kind of intimidated by his abruptness.

suddenly feeling as if the plan had crashed down on you, you hurried in the kitchen to busy yourself and thank god his mother was in their fixing the plates, you immediately made your way towards her.

when mingi walked in where you were, he was greeted by the sight of you helping his mother and not helping him keep his junior down. your eyes met his and you bit back a laugh, “hey mingi, do you need anything?” you asked, absolutely oblivious to his problem.

he clenched his jaw at the tone you used on him, knowing that no matter how much he wanted to fuck you, he couldn’t because his mother was in the room, and that would be very traumatizing.

“no, nothing. meet me when you’re done here, okay?” his voice was sweet, but you much better, his words coming out as a statement.

“sure, it’ll be quick.”

jokes on him, you had no plan on leaving his mother’s side the entire night.

── jung wooyoung ;

wooyoung doesn’t take shit from you, every plan you’ve tried to leave him hanging just doesn’t work on him because he finds out, you don’t know if you’re bad at planning stuff or is he just too smart.

so you tried to take the chance and tease him a little, and just when you thought it was working as wooyoung stepped closer to you, making you step back and stop only when the table blocked you from any further.

his body pressed against yours and you sucked in a breath, he leaned his face closer to yours with the iconic cocky smirk of his. “w-what is it?” you asked, stammering as he pressed his hips into you, sending a tightening in your gut instead.

his one arm reached to wrap around your waist while the other reached for something behind you, his face was so close that you knew he would kiss you, so you shut your eyes on instinct.

but when nothing came, you jerk open your eyes in shock. “you thought something was coming your way?” he teased, reaching behind you to grab a glass.

“maybe next time,” he said, pulling back and walking away whistling.

in conclusion, you’re a clown and you got played by him.

── choi jongho ;

sucking a lollipop couldn’t bring harm to anyone right?

you smiled evilly, swaying your tongue in circles around the candy while eyeing your boyfriend jongho who had his eyes set on you the entire time.

you lifted your left eyebrow, questioning jongho when you very well knew what was going on. “is everything alright jongho? you don’t seem well.” you asked, tilting your head while making a pop sound with the lollipop.

he clenched his jaw and shook his head,

looking the other way in an attempt to distract himself, but how could he when he knows your mouth his against that stupid lollipop and the noises you’re making over it, how would the poor man handle himself?

when you’re looking at him while sucking harshly on the candy, made me him want to take you against the table, right away.

but, when you suddenly stood up to receive a call, he couldn’t help but look at you in bewilderment. you were still sucking on the lollipop, just not looking looking towards him.

it’s like you left him hanging from the sweet torture you were giving him, and he’s sure to take the revenge the minute you stepped inside the house.

[seonghwashibber]

Proving to love

Pairing: Tattoo Artist! Single Dad! Yeosang x Teacher Reader 

Genre: Angst, Fluff 

Note: This story is written for enjoyment for the audience of this blog. I do not support abuse in any way or shape. Please do not think I believe this is okay. I was thinking, if this became good, If you guys would let me know if you wanted more. 

Tag List: @latte-fairytaekwoon​ @queenofgames​ @moonchildsmoon​ @subways-stuff @actuallythatwaspromise

Scenario: Single dad Yeosang, Yeosang tried his best to make a life for his daughter, ever since he left her mother. Y/n is Yuna’s teacher, after talking to Yeosang about her behavior. The two don’t meet eye to eye, yeosang tries to prove to Y/n he’s a great father, and possible lover too.

The sun shined throughout the house, Yeosang was asleep he was exhausted from last night’s tattoo session. Kang Yeosang was a tattoo artist, he had tattoos himself, His right ankle had a moon tattooed in perfect smooth ink, His left arm was tattooed with a dragon, the cherry blossom on his right hand had set perfectly, while his daughter’s birthday was inked perfectly on his finger, on his left hand. The medium sized tattoo was placed on his neck. It was a heart but it held much meaning to him, every tattoo held much meaning to Yeosang. Sure he looked intimidating, he would always sit with no expression, maybe the ink on his body scared people? What if the eyebrow and tongue piercing is giving it away. Yeosang was reckless, he remembers the time he got so drunk he went and slept with a girl, she gave birth to his beautiful little Yuna. Who was now 8 years old without her mother. Yeosang was in a toxic relationship with her for awhile. She had become jealous of the bond the two carried since Yuna was born. It got bad to where she abused Yeosang, to where she hit Yuna whenever Yuna made one small mess. It got worse, to where Yeosang had hit her...only once. Because she was not letting go of Yuna who was scared and crying her heart out from the physical pain through her body. Yeosang soon moved out, taking his daughter with him and never ever going back to her again. 

Yuna walked downstairs, she frowned as she put the bag beside the chair. “You don’t seem so enthusiastic?” Yeosang asked. Yuna sighed, “I wanna keep my hair down appa,” her lip quivered. Yeosang knew why, her birthmark, just like her father she had her birthmark on display. It was much more red, bigger and set on her right cheek. “You look beautiful, Yuna you are my child, and what have I always taught you?” he asked. As he adjusted her cat shape earrings. “To stand up for myself and always defend myself,” She smiled as he nodded his head and went back to cooking. Yeosang smiled as he remembers all the moments he spent with Yuna before school came along, friends, etc. 

Yeosang held Yuna’s hand as he walked her into school, standing at the front desk. “Good Morning, Mr. Kang,” the front desk lady said. She never liked Yeosang, the two argued a lot, maybe more than others could count. “Good Morning to you too, I’m just here to check Yuna in, I don’t see why you guys have a desk,” he rolled his eyes. She scoffed. “Because it helps us keep up with the kids and figure out who comes in or may be missing,”. Once he checked Yuna into school, she held his hand giving it a small squeeze. “Can you walk with me? I don’t wanna show up alone, and we have a new teacher, She could be mean to me,” Yuna said. Yeosang ruffled her hand with his free hand, walking her to her class. “It doesn’t matter who she is, tell me if she’s mean, I’ll handle it,” he said as he opened the door. The class looked at Yuna and her father. Some kids finding him scary and intimidating, others judging Yuna for claiming such a man as a father. “Welcome to class, I’m Y/n,” the teacher said. She gave Yuna a small smile as she got down to her height, sticking her hand out. “Yuna,” she said as she shook the older woman’s hand. 

Yuna walked to her seat, You looked up to see her father, standing up to your regular height, You took in his appearance. He was very handsome, his dyed blond hair had sat perfectly on top of his head, his tattoos, his eyebrow piercing. His gaze, all of it could make a woman fall in love in a second. “You must be the father, I’m Y/n, the new teacher,” you introduced yourself. “Kang Yeosang,” he said in a low tone. You caught sight of his tongue piercing. “Yuna gets out early today, we’re scheduling a field trip for the kids so they get to leave a bit early,”. He nodded his head, not giving an expression and walking out of the classroom. You felt a little off about Yuna being his daughter. I mean they were identical, but was she in good hands?. You didn’t wanna snoop but you couldn’t help but be a bit suspicious of the situation. “Okay class, Today we’re gonna team up and study for our written test, Hangul is important to learn,” you said as you eyed around at the kids. Yuna was a clone of Yeosang, no doubt, but something didn’t feel right. 

Yeosang walked into the tattoo shop, he had dropped Yuna off at her school, Now he can come to work and relax until he’s needed. “You look like you had a bad morning,” Yunho remarked as he looked up from the tattoo he was working on. “I’m having a good morning, just a little tired, taking care of Yuna isn’t easy you know,” Yeosang said. Yunho nodded as he turned back to work on the tattoo. Yeosang walked back to his station, he felt sadness overtake him, Yuna didn’t seem to be having a good day. Yeosang tried his best to help his little one with her temper. But sometimes it became too much for him to handle. While raising Yuna, Yeosang had noticed his daughter was angry. He soon found out that she was angry for not having a mother, but he knew it wouldn’t be easy to just go fish her one out. He knew it would take time for him to even find someone special for them both, Yeosang wasn’t an easy guy and he learned not to settle for just about anyone. He learned that he had to play it smart, mainly for Yuna’s sake. “You have a client today, Something about a ankle tattoo?” San said. “Send em in,” Yeosang said, he put the cigarette down as he got everything ready. 

You sat at the desk, looking over some papers as the kids chattered and worked on their Hangul in groups. The door opened to reveal someone, someone you’ve never met at the school. “Is it okay if I see you for a moment Y/n? It won’t be long,” he said. You nodded your head as you stood up. “You kids continue to work together, I’m going out to speak with someone,”. The class hummed as you walked outside of the room, closing the door behind you. “I’m the art teacher here, Park Seonghwa, I wanted to come visit you to ask you if I can pull Yuna out of the classroom? I needed to speak with her for a moment about the art project she had missed,” he said. You nodded your head and told him to give you a minute, You opened the door and noticed the kids were arguing. Yuna, Mung, Hana, and Jun. Sighing you walked over. “You can’t be mean to Mung like that, Hana!” Yuna yelled. Hana snatched the pencil from Yuna as she jabbed Yuna with it in the cheek. “You need to watch out, You tomato face,”. Before you could speak up to catch the attention of the kids fully, Yuna had jumped across, She begin to hit Hana over. Tears filling within her eyes. “Children, Quit!” you yelled out as you pulled Hana away. Yuna had glared at you. “Yuna, Principles office, now,”. She stomped away as you looked at Seonghwa. “Could you please take Hana to the nurse,”. He nodded his head. 

Yeosang laughed with the client, almost done with her tattoo, the two begin to chat up a storm. “So your girlfriend does tattoo’s?” Yeosang asked as he leaned back in his chair. He grabbed the cigarette from the table side, lighting it and inhaling it. Seulgi hummed as she smiled. “She’s been doing them for awhile, but when she later was sent out to see her family, I started to miss her and wanted to get a tattoo on my ankle to surprise her,” Seulgi explained. Yeosang exhaled the smoke from his mouth before nodding his head. “That makes sense, plus on top of that you got a badass tattoo,”. Before the two could speak further, San rushed in, holding Yeosang’s phone. “Yuna got in a fight at school, they need you there,”. Seulgi frowned as she waved Yeosang off, He had told San to finish the tattoo and he walked along out of the door. He was a bit proud inside, Yuna was finally sticking up for herself, just maybe not the way he expected or wanted her to do it. Yeosang rushed to the school, he wanted to make sure she was okay in every way possible. When he arrived he walked in the office to find Yuna slouched in the chair, avoiding the burning gaze her father sent. She was aware that she would be in serious trouble for it. “Please have a seat, Mr. Kang,” The principle said. Yeosang sat in the chair beside Yuna. 

“I would like to just say that I’m not aware of the full story but I do wanna say that whatever is going on personally, is effecting Yuna during school hours,” he said. “I can promise you Mr. Kim, I’m in no way putting my daughter in harm, you must have the wrong idea about me,”. You opened the door and looked at the three in the room, gently putting the bag beside Yuna. “I brought her backpack,” you said. “Could you please tell Yeosang what happened?” he said. Yeosang soon turned his head towards you. “Uhh...Well, I was brought outside the classroom by Seonghwa, he wanted to speak with me, When I came back to get Yuna for him, I found the kids arguing, I couldn’t very much hear or understand the situation well, except for the fact that Ms. Yuna here is causing fights, but her behavior wasn’t the best this morning,” you explained in full details. Kim Seokjin nodded his head as he looked over at Yeosang. “Yuna is always sad throughout her day, she’s either hitting the kids, making smart remarks, or she often avoids everyone. Last week, Yuna came to school with a bruise on her cheek, it seems to still be there, I know you must be putting her through a lot, I would hate to get anything serious involved, so fess up or your daughter gets suspended from school,” he said. 

Yeosang stood up quickly, knocking the chair back, his glare on the older man and you were strong. But you looked over to see Yuna a bit shocked by her fathers sudden outburst. “You two are terrible, My daughter is perfectly fine, her home life is good and doesn’t concern you, If you think I’m just some deadbeat or uncaring father! you’re wrong! And it’s her birthmark!” he yelled as he grabbed her bag. “Suspend Yuna,” he said as he guided his 8 year old daughter out of school. You followed behind the angry man, when you made it outside, he was putting her in the car, putting her bag in. “Mr. Kang,” you said as you approached him as he was closing her car door. “What? Did you come out here to judge me?” he asked. You sighed. “Your behavior could be taking a toll on Yuna, I don’t think you’re giving a good example to her, for one, you are teaching her how to be careless in this life, which is no way to abuse her young mind,” you explained. He glared at you. “Look, Just shut the fuck up okay?!?!”. You soon felt anger take over you. “I’m telling you that the way she’s acting isn’t okay! And you know it!”. He soon pinned you against the car, the smirk plastered on his face. “You know what? I got some news for you, I’m a good father, a single good father at that, and I’m gonna prove it, one way or another,”. Yeosang snatched your phone, as he placed his number in it, he handed it back and left without giving a word. You were shocked but a little smirk showed on your face, you were up for a challenge. 

Later that night, the rain fell heavily from the sky, Yuna sat at the dining table, a frown on her face as she looked down. “You haven’t touched hardly any of your food,” Yeosang said as he eyed the full bowl. She only hummed in response. “What’s gotten into you? I took you to anger management? I’ve done everything I could for an 8 year old, yet you still choose to act out, Why did you hit her Yuna?”. Yuna looked up at her father, the sight broke his heart, her small eyes, filled with tears as she wanted to give up already. “Hana made fun of me again, She was being mean to my friend, So I wanted to stop her, and she was making jokes about my face, So I hit her...I’m sorry,” she apologized. What she didn’t expect was the chuckle leaving her fathers lips. He was proud of her. “What’s funny?” Yuna asked confused. “What’s funny is that you assumed I was angry at you for sticking up for yourself. Look, I taught you to be happy with who you are, Just next time walk away from the situation,” he said. The knock at the door interrupted the father and daughter moment. Yeosang stood up, opening the door and soon seen you. You held the umbrella tightly as you smiled. “Mr. Kang, I’m sorry to be showing at this hour, but I brought some work for Yuna to do,” you said. He slowly took the papers from your head before opening the door wider. “Come in, It’s cold out there,” he said. You shook your head. “I’m fine, I’m gonna be going home,” you said. He shrugged and grabbed your wrist, gently guiding you inside. He closed the door. 

“It’s cold, you should lay low here for a bit until the rain decides to stop, would you like to have some Ramen?” he asked. You nodded your head and followed him to the dining room, you had to admit. His place was very nice, much nicer than you thought. It was clean too and it smelt pretty decent. “Yuna, Your new teacher’s here to give you some work and have Ramen with us,” Yeosang said. You sat at the table, bowing your head slightly to the little girl. “I’m sorry about earlier,” Yuna apologized. She had bowed her head as she finished the broth in her Ramen. “You hardly ate anything, you just sat and drank the broth, You need to fill up your stomach princess,” Yeosang said as he kissed Yuna’s forehead. She whined. “But I don’t feel like eating a lot appa,”. He chuckled. “Alright, Well go change into your pajamas, Brush your teeth, brush your hair really good, and lay down, you might not be going to school for awhile but you still have a bedtime little lady,” he said. She nodded her head before waving bye at the two adults, making her way upstairs. Yeosang sighed as he placed a full bowl of Ramen in front of you. “I’m sorry about Yuna’s behavior at school lately, but you have to understand, Yuna is just a small girl, she’s growing up without a mom, as her dad I try to learn things so I can teach her but please next time, Instead of making me wanna punch that stupid Seokjin in the face, Just agree with me,” he said. You chuckled as you ate the ramen. 

You two had talked for a bit of time, you got to learn a few things about Yuna and her father. Even though you recently met a lot of people today, you found a lot of interest in the family. “If you don’t mind me asking, where is Yuna’s mother?” you asked. Yeosang shrugged as he sipped his Soju. “I left her a long time ago when Yuna was a newborn still, she was toxic, we weren’t working out and a lot of bad things were happening,” he explained. You only frowned. “What do you do for a living?” you asked. “I’m a tattoo artist, I was an irresponsible idiot who thought the world revolved around me, soon I fell in love, had Yuna, moved away, raised her alone, and it built me into the man I am today,”. Soon the small girl had came downstairs, walking towards her dad with a frown. “Appa, I’m not feeling well,” Yuna whined. He put the Soju on the table as he picked up Yuna, putting her on the counter and checking her forehead. “Running a fever, Get the medicine out of the cupboard for me,”. You did as he said and walked over. “I’m not taking it!” she whined louder. Yeosang frowned. “Guess you won’t be a pretty and strong princess when you grow up,” he said. She finally took the red colored liquid, she whined as she begin to cling to you. “I’m tired,” she said. You sighed. “Yuna, You must get rest, when you rest and take your medicine, you’ll wake up and feel better, I promise,” you said. She soon drifted to sleep. Yeosang thanked you and took her from your arms. 

He put her to bed, she gently opened her eyes. “Appa, Where is Eomma?” she asked. He stopped his sudden movements and frowned. “She’s somewhere else, probably off living her life Yuna, but don’t worry cause you have me okay?” he said. “Can I sleep in the bed with you?” Yuna asked. He nodded his head. “Of course, just as soon as your teacher leaves, I’ll be back up here,”. He kissed her forehead as he walked downstairs. You smiled a little. “It was really nice being in your home Mr. Kang, Really but I have to go, just be sure Yuna does her work and you don’t let her slack off,” you said. He rolled his eyes. “Call me Yeosang. And stop doubting me, Yuna is in great hands, I can assure you of that, but I have a lot of things to do tomorrow, can you come by tomorrow to help Yuna with her work?” he asked. “I have to teach tomorrow, Will tomorrow night be fine?” you asked. He agreed and you thanked him, walking outside of his place. You felt good and you couldn’t wait to see where things were going. 

The next day was like any other day, you taught your class, picked up some food, chatted with some people for a bit. And finally night fell, the night you would be helping Yuna with her work. You knocked on the door waiting for the answer, when the door opened, you found Yuna. “Where’s your father?” you asked. She smiled. “He’s getting dressed in the room! And you were right Y/n! My fever is gone, thank you so much!” she hugged you. You hugged a bit as you entered the home. Once the door closed, Yeosang came out, he wore a black shirt with a black leather jacket. His ripped jeans and shoes going along with the jewelry and ink that fit his body. And his mullet to top it off. “I’ll be heading out, Keep watch on her, she’s a bit sneaky but she gets it from me,” he winked. Yeosang kissed her forehead and ruffled your hair before he left the house. You sat down on the couch beside Yuna who had no interest in her work at all. “You have a lovely home Yuna, I forgot to tell you that,” you spoke as you tried to start conversation. “Thank you! My appa’s done a lot, I told him a small home would be fine, but Appa said I deserved the best in life, He even came home hurt...I think he said it was some money situation,” she frowned during her explanation. You sighed trying your best to take her mind off of it. 

You grabbed the stack of papers and put them on the coffee table in front of you. “Let’s start working shall we,” you said. You both begin to work, Yuna had struggled a bit along the way but you were wiling to help her through a lot. Time had passed and you worked with her, even taking small snack breaks, playing around with her. You found yourself doing a lot to entertain the child that was with you. Still wondering where her father had to be off to. 

Yeosang though, he was at the bar, not to drink his life away, but because he was invited to celebrate Hongjoong’s birthday with him. Seonghwa took a sip as the men all sat in a booth. “Can’t believe you’re so old now,” Jongho joked as Hongjoong sent a glare. “I’m just stressed out, the kids have my back in a lot of pain, thankfully Y/n was there to help,” Seonghwa said. Yeosang chuckled at the thought of you working with kids. Now this is something that Yeosang didn’t very much understand. You were like a drug, he could never stop thinking about you. No matter how hard he tried. You always managed to come up in his mind. “Let’s just celebrate the night away,” Mingi suggested. And that they did, the guys found themselves getting a little too drunk. They danced and sang a bit, Yeosang though, Yeosang stayed sober. He would’ve gotten drunk out of his mind but he wanted to be sober for Yuna’s sake, she deserved a healthy and well minded father. As hours upon hours passed, Yeosang sent his friends home, one by one before finally retreating home himself. “Damn, 1:20 AM?” he said as he checked the time. He made it home and opened the door gently. Only to find Yuna asleep on the couch, you cleaned the mess around the living area. “Welcome home, Yeosang, Yuna did most of her lessons, I thought it would be okay if she was practically knocked out,” you said. He nodded his head with a tired smile. “Thank you, Could you continue to help her? I’ll start paying you,” he said. You shook your head. “Keep the money, I do this because I love Yuna,”. Without another word, you grabbed your belongings and walked out of the door. 

1 Week passed

You continued to help Yuna work on her papers, teaching her, every night you would go over and help her. Sometimes Yeosang there to help her too. You guys would have snack breaks, play together, and often go on outings to reward Yuna for her hard work. Yeosang sometimes coming home too tired, he looked drained. He had many appointments to handle at the tattoo shop. He was like a ghost. 

2 Weeks passed

You grew closer to Yeosang and Yuna, hanging out with them. You would often take Yuna to play at the park, you liked to call it a teaching lesson but Yeosang was aware you tagged along because you wanted. 

3 Weeks passed

Yuna was finally able to come back to school. But she never did. It left you confused. Yuna hadn’t been sick the last few weeks you’ve spent with her. You were mainly concerned about Yeosang. You heard from Seonghwa he was coming home drunk now, he wasn’t making much time for Yuna, enough time for Yuna to be exact. It got bad to where Yeosang hardly showed up to work. 

4 Weeks passed

You still hadn’t seen Yuna, so much that you wanted to run over to her place, ask her if her father was okay. But you didn’t want to disturb in case they are taking time alone. 

{Current Week}

You had enough, it was now a new week and no sign of the father or daughter you adored. You had rushed over to their place as soon as you got done with your teaching of the day. You knocked on the door, but no response, you knocked and knocked. Again and Again. The stress, worry, all of it was eating you up inside. What could be going on that Yeosang and Yuna ghosted you so much. 3 Hours passed, still no sign. You refused to leave though, you knocked again and finally the door open. Only to reveal a weak and pale Yeosang. “Oh my god! Yeosang,” you said. Without any thought, you hugged him tightly. The tears threatening to fall down your face. He frowned. “You shouldn’t be here, Yuna’s sick,” he coughed. You looked at him. “You’re both sick?” you asked. He nodded his head, as he was going to speak, he was interrupted, hearing a sudden. “APPA” throughout the house. Yeosang weakly and slowly made his way upstairs with you following in toll, he walked in the room and there on her bed was Yuna. “Appa, I threw up again,” she said. “Alright, just relax, I can give you a bath and you can-”. Without another word, Yeosang collapsed, sending him down. “Yeosang!”. 

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Yeosang opened his eyes, his vision coming into focus, he had suddenly remember what happened, without another thought he raised up. Only to find Yuna asleep beside him. The bedroom door opened and you walked in, a wet cloth in your hand. “Someone’s awake, how are you feeling?” you asked placing it on his forehead. “A bit weak, sick, tired, I mean what else am I supposed to do? What can I say? I’m a weak kinda guy,” he joked earning a small laugh from your lips. “I wouldn’t say weak, just an over worker, And a good father,” you said. He suddenly stopped and looked at you, you stopped your movements as he gripped your wrist. “What did you say?” He said a bit shocked. “I said you were a good father?. I’m sorry that I judged you too quickly, I based you off of your tattoos and piercings, your clothes, your tone, your car, your motorcycle, I judged you so much that I realized recently, You truly are a great father, You deserve to be happy,” you said. Without another thought, Yeosang had pulled you into a tight kiss. Your body relaxing under his soft lips as you fell deeper into the kiss with him. He had pulled away, his heart racing but his mind was relaxing. It was you he was kissing, he had no complaints since it felt so....right.  

“I should go,” you said checking the time from the dark blush on your face. “I did enjoy the kiss a lot though,” you said. He smirked. “So I proved to you I was a good father, what about a lover?” he said. You chuckled. “You never proved that, guess we’ll have to see another time, just take care of Yuna and take care of yourself, I’ll see you guys some other time,” you said walking out of the house. He sighed and leaned back into his soft bed. A proud smile crept on Yuna’s hidden face. So her plan worked after all. 

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Hello! I’m glad you guys read this, and comment if you want this to be a series or if you want anything else. I am here to fully listen to any suggestions or request you guys may have! 

[latte-fairytaekwoon]

𝐷𝑖𝑙𝑓!𝐴𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑧: 𝑆𝑒𝑥 𝑇𝑎𝑝𝑒 𝐺𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝐿𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑑 (𝑅𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑)

Warnings: NSFW content. Aged up/Older Ateez but age differences are still within legal boundaries. Allusions to infidelity. Also contains major spoiler for the dilf!Yeosang fic.

❥𝓚𝓲𝓶 𝓗𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓳𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓰

"Hongjoong? Hongjoong baby?"

You lightly tapped his cheek in an effort to wake him up from his nap on the couch. Fluttering his eyes open, he yawned softly, almost an exact replica of how your son often would.

"What? Is it dinnertime already?" He asked while sitting up.

"Almost, but I noticed your phone was going crazy with notifications so I thought it must be something important."

Kissing his sleepy face, you chuckled and returned to the kitchen before anything accidentally burned. Fixing his hair, Hongjoong picked up his phone to see about 10 missed calls, 20 unread messages and a dozen emails all from different people, most of them from his fellow teachers at the university. Scanning through the first few, Hongjoong became wide awake and immediately began looking back to see the email he had sent right before going to sleep.

"Ok food is- what's going on?" You noticed how agitated he looked.

"Um...well.... funny story. You know how I was supposed to send in my report to the administration? I might have accidentally attached the wrong file on there.." He sheepishly admitted to you.

By his tone, you knew it was probably something serious.

"Ok and what was the file?"

Hongjoong grabbed your arm and placed you next to him.

"You're gonna want to be seated for this."

Hongjoong opened the file and held the phone out for you to see. You widened your eyes as you saw it was the old video he had taken of you sucking him off for the first time when you were at the university. You couldn't help the tiny grin tugging your lips as your loud slurping sounds blasted through the speakers.

"Fuck! Miss Y/N, do you really enjoy sucking cock so much?" Hongjoong's raspy voice was heard on the background, one of his hands holding the back of your head to plunge your mouth further down onto his length. You were seen moaning dramatically as you pulled away slightly, drool falling down your chin.

"I used to, but now I think I'll only love sucking cocks that are as big as yours." You winked as your hand pumped along his shaft, your tongue coming out to swirl around his head.

"Still think a pretty young thing like me can't take a cock like yours Mr. Kim?"

Getting so flustered, Hongjoong stopped the video and ran a hand through his hair as he waited for your outburst. When you were silent for a while, he looked over and was confused to see you smiling.

"I can't believe you kept that after all this time." You giggled as your hands cupped his cheeks.

"Well I.... I just like reminiscing about the old times when you used to give me the best suck of my life."

You raised an eyebrow at him. "What do you mean used to Kim Hongjoong?"

Hongjoong flushed even more when you came down and sat in front of him as you began pulling his pants down.

"I can still give a blowjob that'll leave you breathless."

❥𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓢𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝔀𝓪

"Well it seems your wife and her lawyer have decided to stoop low in methods to stop the divorce from happening."

Seonghwa's lawyer seemed uneasy about telling you guys about it.

"What did that witch do now?" Seonghwa could already feel a headache coming.

"She submitted a video for the judge and other attorneys to view and hopefully use against you.. but the nature of it...... well it's not exactly something we can show in the courtroom but most of us lawyers have unfortunately seen it."

Leaving the laptop open and sliding it forward to you both, the lawyer stood up and cleared his throat.

"I thought perhaps you two would want to take a look and decide what you'll want to do after this." The poor man left the room, feeling embarrased for you.

You were the one who leaned forward to press play. Seonghwa and you stiffened in your seats when you saw it was an old video you had taken during one of the nights he often went over to your place after one of the many fights he'd have with his wife.

"How did she even get a hold of this?" You asked but you weren't really paying attention to your question and neither was Seonghwa, both of you just watched the screen in front of you, seeing the erotic action unfold.

"Shit! Look at you, all stuffed to the brim with my cum, it's leaking out of you."

Your body jolted underneath Seonghwa as his hips once again slammed into yours, your body aching from the overstimulation he had already been giving you for the past hour but you didn't want him to stop, even after he had cum inside you three times already.

"Keep my cum inside your body my little slut. Don't drop any of it out." His voice was raspy and hoarse as he continued his merciless pounding into you.

You looked like a mess by then, your face was buried on the pillow, nails nearly tearing the sides of it and even though it was muffled, your screams of pleasure could still be distinguished through it.

"I'm gonna breed you my little bunny. Stuff your little hole until you're carrying my babies."

Yanking your hair, Seonghwa pulled you so your back was pressed against his chest.

"Cause that's what you promised me right? You promised you'd let fuck my babies in you right?" He cooed as he nipped at your neck.

You whimpered loudly and nodded at him, tears falling out of your eyes.

"Yes! Please! Breed me Mr. Park. I wanna get fucked with your babies." You begged him, your face scrunching up as another orgasm was being pulled out of you.

Seonghwa and you sat there silently after watching all that, taking it all in. It was him who broke the ice by spinning his chair to you and looking all too smug.

"Well I did knock you up didn't I?"

❥𝓙𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓾𝓷𝓱𝓸

Yunho calmly scrolled over the messages in the group chat he had with his friends, all of them bragging or retelling about what they had done over the course of their vacation.

"What'd you do Yunho?" "Something boring probably."

He rolled his eyes at Jongho's sense of humor.

"I actually had a lot of fun at the waterpark with Y/N and my son. I even have a cute video of it."

Scrolling through his gallery, he didn't realize he accidentally clicked on the wrong video thinking it was the one you took as your son was learning to swim. Confidently pressing send, Yunho waited for them to coo over his boy as they always did when anyone shared pictures of their kids.

"Um.... Yunho? What exactly am I watching?" Seonghwa asked while Hongjoong just replied with a shocked faced emoji.

"Damn, did you have fun turning that bed of yours into a waterpark?" Wooyoung added with a winky face emoji.

Wondering what the hell they were talking about, Yunho opened the video he sent and his face fell when he realized what it actually was that he had sent.

"Yu-Yunho.... too big. I can't." You whimpered pathetically on his screen, your hands rubbing along where his bulge poked out on your abdomen.

"Yes you can baby, you've taken all of me before." He reminded you as he slowly stuffed more of his cock inside you until he bottomed out and his cock was enveloped in your walls.

"There? You see. Your tight pussy can fit me just fine."

Feeling so full yet not having him move inside you, you began whining and clenched around him.

"Yunho, please fuck my tight pussy. I wanna get destroyed by your cock. Please." You begged him.

"Awww do you want me to fuck you dumb with my huge cock? Is that what you want?" His mocking tone was unmistakable even if his face wasn't shown.

"I'm gonna fuck you til you're crying baby, don't say you didn't ask for this."

The rest of the video transpired with his grunts and your whimpering. Yunho's cock disappeared in and out of you at a brutal pace, one of his large hands holding you down so you couldn't move away from him. He ripped orgasm after orgasm out of you until your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you began squirting all over the sheets.

"Fuckfuckfuck! Yunho!" You cried out, unable to stop shaking as he just continued his pace and made you squirt all over again.

"That's it. Be a good girl and squirt more for me. By the time I'm done, all you're gonna remember is this feeling of me breaking you."

Yunho was giggling out of embarrassment now that he knew what his friends saw.

"All of you delete this right now and pretend it never happened."

❥𝓚𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓮𝓸𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓰

Yeosang looked down beyond the railing on top of the staircase. Although he should have been horrified, disgusted or the slightest bit sad, his face showed absolutely no emotion whatsoever. He just looked at the scene with no remorse, no emotion and nothing at all.

"Sir?" His trusted butler immediately came up, hands behind his back as he awaited for any instructions

"Take care of this Damian. And make sure no one knows about this. If anyone else knows.... take care of them too." He ordered.

The proper English butler let out a chilling smile as he adjusted his cuff links, happy to be able to put his hidden talents to use.

"Rest assured Sir, no one will suspect a thing." He walked away with chest up and shoulders back.

Meanwhile Yeosang turned his attention back to you, who was sitting with back pressed against the wall, eyes shot wide open as your body couldn't stop trembling and shaking from what had just happened. Kneeling in front of you, Yeosang cupped your face, trying to get you to calm down he began hushing you close to your ear.

"It's ok baby. You're ok, you're going to be ok. And our baby is ok." He cooed at you as he stroked your hair.

"She's..she's..." You couldn't form a proper sentence as your mind replayed everything what just happened.

You had just returned from a small trip to the store and went to your room, only to find Mrs. Kang in there, back turned to you.

"Madame? Is there something I can help you with?" You offered.

When the lady turned to look at you, her face was tear strung and red from all the crying she had done, not from heartbreak, but from rage. In her hand, she had your phone and your heart dropped as you heard what it was that she had been looking at.

"I knew you were probably nothing more than a low, poor common whore, but to actually know you slept with my husband!"

You gasped when she came up and slapped you harshly across the face before yanking your hair and throwing you on the ground. Your hands immediately clasped around your belly protectively and the lady's face fell in shock.

"Don't tell me that the bastard you're carrying is actually..." She clasped a hand over her mouth as it all made sense to her now.

You couldn't help the tears that sprung out from your eyes. This was not what you wanted to happen

"I'm sorry, I-"

You began screaming when she suddenly pulled you up and began dragging you out of the room and into the hallway. When she pressed you up against the railing, you began to fearfully fight back for your and your baby's life, desperately trying to get out of the mad woman's grip.

"I'm going to fucking kill you! You and your child! How dare you do this to me?!"

❥𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓢𝓪𝓷

"How was I supposed to know there would be a camera right in the middle of the beach placed on a totally secluded place? I mean come on! Hardly anyone ever goes to that spot, why install security cameras on a place hardly anyone goes to?!" San tried to justify himself as you both looked at the computer screen in front of you.

"Maybe precisely because people prefer going to secluded places to do illegal activities?" You glared at him.

"In my defense, it's not like we were hiding a dead body." San wanted to lighten up the mood.

You groaned as you covered your face.

"Why did I even agree to letting you fuck me in public at a beach?"

San rolled his eyes at you.

"Oh stop. You could have said no many times but instead you actually begged me to go harder on you. Don't believe me? I got evidence to back me up."

Pressing play once again, San nudged you so you could look at the video playing again. The good thing about it was that it happened during the night so your faces weren't that visible. But it was clear enough for anyone to see what was going on.

It happened during the vacation you two took to the beach. While talking a midnight stroll through a lonely part of the beach, San had gotten a little too wild and began groping you.

"San! Right now?" You squeaked when he cupped your breasts from behind, pulling your biking top to the side so he could squeeze them better.

"I'm feeling a little romantic babygirl. Wanna have my way with you right here." He whispered in your ear as a hand dipped inside your bikini bottoms, rubbing along your clit.

Your legs were turning to jelly the more you felt his caresses and the steamy kisses he pressed along your shoulder blades.

"If you'd rather go back to the hotel room, I'll carry you there right now." He offered as he began his pull his hands away.

"No! Fuck me right here." You told him.

"I knew you'd open up to the idea." He chuckled as he layed down on the sand, pulling you on top of him.

Both of your swimwear was soon discarded and you were bouncing on top of your husband's cock as the moonlight illuminated your sweaty and dewy bodies. Even after you had both came, you were begging San to keep going, which prompted him to grip your hips and start ramming up into you as he sputtered out words about making another baby with you.

Your lips were still pursed tightly even after the video was over. San stroked your hair and kissed the top of your head in an effort to calm your worries.

"If it makes you feel better....... the camera really captured your gorgeous figure." He snickered and held his hands up protectively when you started smacking him.

❥𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲

"You like that my little slut? Like being treated like this?" Mingi's deep voice asked as he tugged on the leash that was wrapped around your neck.

You grunted when he pulled you forward, the tip of his cock pressing against your lips and nose. Your mouth instantly parted, tongue licking the underside of his shaft.

"Such a dirty little cockslut." He teased you.

"Only for you daddy." You winked up at him but were met with a harsh slap on your face.

"Did I say you could talk slut? I don't remember giving you permission to talk." He harshly said.

"Why don't you shut me up then?" You challenged him.

Mingi plunged his cock deep inside your mouth, stuffing himself down your throat, making you gag around his long length. Using the leash, he kept pulling your face to and fro so he could fuck your face. You were moaning and choking all over his cock, spit running down your chin and onto the floor as his tip hit the back of your throat.

"Oh fuck!" Mingi cried out as he pulled out to cum on your face, splattering his hot liquid all over your forehead, cheeks and your tongue as you had it stuck out to eat up some of his cum. Mingi's thumb grazed over your swollen and red lower lip, pinching it slightly.

"You look so pretty like this." He said as he began tightening the leash around you.

"Well you did look pretty." You laughed when Mingi spoke up behind you.

"Shut up!" You pushed his face away when he began nuzzling his face against your cheek as he tried to keep you from freaking out over the fact one of your private videos had accidentally ended up online.

Mingi just chuckled and pulled you onto his lap.

"What are we going to do?" You sighed.

"Look on the bright side, your face was covered by the mask and no one really saw me so as far as anyone is concerned, it's an anonymous couple." He assured you. Wanting to get a little funny, he joked:

"Maybe we could even start an OnlyFans account."

You slapped his chest.

"Song Mingi!"

❥𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓰 𝓦𝓸𝓸𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰

Although Wooyoung should have been furious over the fact the CCTV footage of you two in the strip club you used to work in got uploaded without your permission onto an adult site, he was surprisingly calm.

"I could have sworn I payed them to turn the cameras off?" He questioned as he knew fully well that customers weren't allowed to touch the strippers, hence why he paid an expensive amount just to be able to get alone time with you.

"Clearly that didn't happen." You stated as you just watched the video play out in front of you. You weren't going to lie, besides the slight arousal it was giving you to watch the sex tape, it also made you feel fuzzy to remember how your relationship with Wooyoung started in the first place.

"One thousand dollars if you hop your pretty ass over here and bounce yourself on my cock."

Your naked figure wasted no time in going over to take him out of his confinement before fucking yourself on top of him. Wooyoung was spilling out a clutter of curses as he watched your ass bounce on his lap. Soon enough he was landing slaps on your skin until it became red, his hips fucking up into you.

"Your own place, monthly allowance and anything else you want if you leave this place and become my own personal fuck toy."

You nearly came at his words when he made his final offer.

"Fuck! Yes! I accept!" You exclaimed.

Shifting positions, Wooyoung got you on all fours on the couch as he began to relentlessly thrust into you from behind, his cock hitting deep inside you.

"You're my little fuck toy now beautiful. No one else gets to fuck this cunt of yours but me."

You let out a loud yelp that was probably heard outside the door when you felt his hand slap your clit.

"No one, got it?" He snarled at you.

Your thighs clenched together as he remembered how possessive he was, and still was, towards you.

"Did the video affect you so much?" You heard Wooyoung ask as his hands came up to rub your shoulders. You shivered when his teeth grazed at your earlobe.

"Cause I know it affected me."

❥𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓙𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝓸

"Which one of those fuckers hacked into my personal computer and leaked this?"

Jongho single handedly split an apple which terrified the person in front of him.

"We don't know s-sir...." He trembled.

"Well find out who they were and report back to me, I want you to work fast too. Now get on it!" He ordered harshly.

You came into the office and were confused when a poor intern sped out of there looking like he saw a ghost. Closing the door behind you, you handed Jongho a folder.

"The vein on your forehead is sticking out, what happened?" You knew he was majorly stressing over something and it was probably no small thing.

Huffing, he turned the computer so it could face you.

"One of those fuckers out there got a hold of the systems and managed to hack into my computer. Not only that, they decided to spread a certain video around." He explained, fists clenching and unclenching.

"What video?" You asked.

"Press play and find out."

Doing as he said, you blushed when you saw it was an old video of a time when you and Jongho were still a secret couple. He had stayed over at your house and during the night, he had snuck into your room and crawled his way into your bed, which you allowed him to.

"Shhh. You gotta be quiet princess. Don't want to get caught by your dad right?"

You shook your head and bit down onto one of the plushies laying around you in an effort to muffle the sounds coming out of your mouth as Jongho's thick dick kept sliding in and out of you.

"This is so fucking dirty. I'm ruining you even more by fucking you in the bed you grew up in. Tell me how does it make you feel? To have me shove my cock deep in your pussy in your childhood bedroom while your parents are asleep? Are you enjoying it?"

You whined loudly and clenched more around him as your breathing became more labored and you panted like crazy.

"You enjoyed it so much, you ended up pregnant by me."

You lifted your head to see Jongho wink at you which made you giggle.

"You enjoyed it too, don't even lie."

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