#Yunho smut

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This is my first unholy thoughts to get 3k bunny love 💝and it's a really special moment for me. Apparently my sugar babies are really craving shy, cute librarian Yuyu and his huge, fat cock, am I right? Maybe I should spoil you and bring him back on air? What do you think?

Some unholy thoughts from me, bunnies.

Let's talk about Yunho and size training.

Yunho has a big and thick dick, and when we say big, we mean huge. And there is absolutely no way you can get his whole massive length inside you at once. But this is exactly the thing that turns him on the most about you: how small and tight your pussy is.

So imagine: Yunho is sitting on the edge of a big bed, and you are sitting on his lap with your back pressed against his broad chest. He is behind you, tall, sexy, and absolutely hot, and you are literally melting away in his arms. Of course, there is a huge mirror in front of the bed, and Yunho can see how half of his dick is already inside you while you are desperately trying to sit on the rest of his hard and wet length. To help you relax, he starts playing with your pussy - slowly rubbing your clit, sliding his fingers between your wet, sensitive folds, and circling the edge of your leaking hole with his finger pad where he enters.

He even spreads your labia open with his fingers so that you can see just how well his thick cock is going to stretch your pussy.

"Shhh, baby, just a little more. When I'm all the way inside of you, you'll have the feeling of me here." To emphasise the meaning of his words, his other hand presses against your stomach. "As soon as you get used to me, my cock will be the only thing that will be able to fill and satisfy your needy cunt, my love."

From what he has told you, more and more cum is coming out of your pussy and dripping down onto the part of his dick that is not yet inside you. It literally drives him crazy, especially when he sees it in the reflection of the mirror.

He lifts his hips a little bit and pushes his cock deeper and deeper into your hole until you are sitting on top of him completely. You would never have thought that you would be on top of the cute and hot librarian from your university at the end of the day. Yunho removes his hand from your belly, only to put his long, slender fingers into your mouth, and he begins to fuck you with them as he slowly pushes himself into your cunt.

"You see, you're perfect for me—a small and sweet sleeve for my cock. As soon as I saw you in the library, I knew right away that you were going to be such a beautiful doll for me. Your pussy is so tight, baby, so tight. You can't take all my cock yet, but that's no problem, right? You're going to train, sweetheart, until you can take me easily with just one thrust, and after that, I'm going to fuck you as I like and whenever I want. You won't need those cute little knickers any more with me. I can always hold your pussy in my hand, baby."

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Just one long Lick Yunho of that pretty neck and shoulder and collar bone and chest !!!

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kitty hybrid!sannie and puppy hybrid!yuyu taking turns fucking your pretty thighs. they're both so sensitive and leaking all over your plush thighs :(( all soft and whiny as they fuck their wet cocks between your slicked up thighs 🎀

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Raw Need - Yunho

KINKTOBER DAY 29, REQ. BY 🤧

~"IM BACK AGAIN W ANOTHER REQUEST okay so its an omegaverse , reader is an omega and their dear partner is an alpha ( lets say yunho) and like this is readers first rut she couldnt control it at all because it was her first ever rut and she didn’t want to go tell yunho but because of the sweet smell of her pheromones yunho instantly knew what happened and it was clear that reader was feeling hotter and redder than usual when yunho asked her about at first she said no but after a little time she told him which make yunho go feral he asked “Would u mind if i helped” (They never did the bombaya before but they took showers and he was BIG.) but yunho didnt wait for an answer and he put his head in her neck slowly kissing her neck inhaling her sweet smell making him go crazy and get hard (a little skip time like they got undressed blah blah blah ) and when it was time for him to enter her like she told him to go slowly and that shes a little bit scared because she never took him before aka like a over all like gentle first time but after he stretched her out he was rough going deeper and deeper every time and maybe a little after care too 👉🏼👈🏼"

pairing: alpha!yunho × omega f!reader

genre: 18+, omegaverse, slight filth

summary: your first rut washed rough over you... and even if you didn't wanna do anything about it... your man made sure he'd fuck you senseless thru your rut.

wc: 5.1k

warnings: omegaverse, harsh dom!yunho, virgin/first rut for reader, marking, love at first then rough sex, mirror sex, hair pulling, pussy eating, making out, praise, some pet names, unprotected, completely consensual, for sure forgot something, might edit later.

Author's Note: I loved writing this one tbh... bestie I hope you like it and it's to your liking 😁 ily 🤍

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and does not represent the reality of the member in any way.

The quiet hum of the afternoon wrapped around the room like a cocoon, its tranquility disrupted only by the faint shuffle of papers and the occasional sound of distant footsteps. The room was nothing short of lavish, its opulence apparent in every detail. Velvet curtains hung heavy over the tall windows, filtering the sunlight into soft, golden streams that spilled across the polished hardwood floor. A grand bed sat in the center of the room, its plush, cream-colored duvet perfectly arranged, though you hadn’t dared to sit on it. Across from the bed, a gilded mirror stretched nearly to the ceiling, its ornate frame gleaming faintly in the dim light. Yunho had chosen its placement himself, a detail that always made your cheeks flush when you caught his lingering gaze in its reflection. Now, with the heat of your rut clouding your thoughts, the mirror felt more intrusive than ever.

The air was thick, though, laced with something so delicate and sweet that it bordered on intoxicating. You didn’t notice at first. Or maybe you did, but the swirling haze of heat pooling in your stomach had grown too overwhelming to let you focus on much else.

Your rut was coming on fast—too fast.

Leaning against the edge of the heavy wooden desk for balance, you drew in a shaky breath, your hands gripping the smooth surface like it was the only anchor in the storm raging inside of you. A feverish heat coursed through your veins, making your skin flush and your breaths uneven. You swallowed hard, your gaze darting toward the door as anxiety churned in your chest.

Yunho was just outside.

You hadn’t planned on telling him. How could you? The thought alone made your cheeks burn hotter than they already were. It wasn’t that you didn’t trust him—he was always so gentle with you, so caring, even when his alpha instincts occasionally surfaced in subtle ways. But this was different. This was your first rut. An experience so raw, so visceral, that it made you feel exposed in a way you couldn’t explain.

But Yunho would never let it go unnoticed.

The soft knock on the door startled you, your pulse jumping as you instinctively turned your head toward the sound.

“Y/N?” Yunho’s voice, low and warm, slipped through the crack in the door. It wasn’t just a question—it was a demand cloaked in care, his presence pressing against the threshold like a force you couldn’t escape.

You pressed your lips together, debating whether to respond. Surely he wouldn’t notice anything if you just—

The door creaked open before you could finish that thought, and Yunho stepped inside. His eyes found you instantly, and the moment they did, the room shifted.

The air grew heavier, electric, as his gaze darkened. His nostrils flared subtly, and you watched his jaw tense as he inhaled deeply. That sweet, unmistakable scent of your pheromones had reached him, and the effect was instant. His shoulders stiffened, the usual calm in his expression shattering as raw, unfiltered instinct bled through.

“Are you okay?” His voice was softer than you expected, but the tension behind it was unmistakable. He took a step closer, then another, his broad frame making the room feel impossibly small.

You nodded quickly, too quickly. “I’m fine,” you said, though the slight tremor in your voice betrayed you.

Yunho’s eyes narrowed, his sharp gaze sweeping over you. You could feel him dissecting every detail—the way your hands trembled against the desk, the sheen of sweat on your flushed skin, the way your breaths came faster than normal. He knew.

“It’s your first rut, isn’t it?” His voice was lower now, rougher, the barely contained growl in his tone sending a shiver down your spine.

You hesitated, caught between denial and the truth that your body had already given away. Finally, you nodded, your gaze dropping to avoid the intensity of his stare.

But that was all it took.

Something inside Yunho snapped. A low, guttural growl rumbled from his chest, and the tension that had been building between you broke like a dam. In the next instant, he was in front of you, moving faster than you could process. His hand cupped your face, firm and unyielding as he tilted your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze.

“You should’ve told me.” His voice was rough, feral, his breath hot against your skin. “You think I wouldn’t notice? You think I’d let you go through this alone?”

His other hand found your waist, his fingers pressing into your hip as though anchoring you to him. His body was impossibly close now, radiating a heat that only seemed to amplify the storm inside you.

“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?” he rasped, his tone more growl than words.

Before you could answer—or even breathe—he leaned in, his lips brushing the curve of your neck. The kiss wasn’t soft; it was open-mouthed, searing, and possessive in a way that left you breathless. He wasn’t holding back anymore. The restraint he’d always shown around you was gone, replaced by something wild and uncontrollable.

His teeth grazed your skin, not enough to hurt but enough to make you tremble beneath him. “You’re mine,” he murmured against your neck, his voice low and rough, like a vow. “No one else gets to see you like this. No one else gets to touch you.”

Yunho pulled back just enough to look at you, his eyes burning with an intensity that made your knees weak. “Let me take care of you,” he growled, his fingers tightening their hold on your waist. “Don’t you dare hide this from me again.”

Yunho’s eyes remained locked on yours, his pupils blown wide with a feral hunger that made your breath hitch. The intensity of his gaze was almost too much, but it was impossible to look away. He leaned in, his hand still firm on your waist, pulling you closer until the heat of his body overwhelmed your senses.

His lips captured yours in a kiss that was anything but gentle. It was desperate, messy, and entirely consuming, his mouth moving against yours like he couldn’t get enough. When his teeth caught your bottom lip, biting just hard enough to make you gasp, a low growl rumbled deep in his chest. His nails dug into your waist, not enough to hurt but enough to remind you of the sheer strength he was holding back.

“Bed,” he rasped against your lips, his voice rough and commanding. Before you could even process the word, his hands were on you, guiding you backward. The desk’s edge scraped against your hip for a fleeting moment before his grip tightened, lifting you just enough to move you effortlessly.

You barely registered your back hitting the plush mattress until you felt the weight of his body hovering over you. Yunho’s movements weren’t rough, but they were purposeful, deliberate, as though his instincts had taken full control. His hands roamed your sides, firm and possessive as they found your waist again.

He pulled back just enough to look at you, his eyes burning with intensity. His thumb brushed against your cheek, a moment of tenderness that contrasted starkly with the raw hunger in his expression.

“Can I?” he asked, his voice softer now, though the strain in it was evident. His fingers toyed with the hem of your shirt, the tension in his body clear as he awaited your answer.

You swallowed hard, your lips parting slightly as you nodded, shy but certain.

That was all the permission Yunho needed.

His hands moved with urgency, tugging at your shirt as though it offended him. The fabric yielded easily under his grip, and though his movements bordered on aggressive, there was a reverence in the way his fingers ghosted over your skin as he worked. He paused only briefly, his gaze raking over you before his lips were back on your neck, trailing a path of open-mouthed kisses that left you breathless.

The heat pooling in your belly intensified as his hands slipped lower, brushing the waistband of your shorts. His touch was firm, unyielding, and it sent sparks through every nerve in your body.

A sudden thought flared in your mind, unbidden but vivid. You remembered the time you and Yunho had taken a shower together, an innocent moment that had left you more flustered than you cared to admit. You hadn’t been able to stop your gaze from wandering, and what you’d seen had stayed with you ever since. He was… packing, to put it mildly.

The memory alone was enough to make you press your thighs together, your body betraying the heat swirling inside you. Yunho noticed instantly. His eyes darkened further, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as though he could read your thoughts.

“You’re thinking about something,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing. His lips brushed against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. “Something that’s turning you on even more, isn’t it?”

You tried to shake your head, but Yunho wasn’t having it. His hand slid down to your thigh, gently coaxing it apart as his nails grazed your skin. The possessiveness in his touch was unmistakable, and it only made the ache in your core worse.

“You’re mine,” he growled, his voice rough with want. “And I’m going to make sure you never forget it.”

Yunho’s lips didn’t relent, dragging hot, open-mouthed kisses along the curve of your neck, his teeth grazing just enough to make you gasp. His hands gripped your waist firmly, fingers digging into your skin as though anchoring himself. You could feel the possessiveness radiating from him, the way his touch claimed every inch of you.

“Mine,” he growled softly against your neck, the word vibrating against your skin before his teeth sank gently into the sensitive spot just below your jaw. The sensation sent a wave of dizziness washing over you, the heat pooling low in your belly becoming nearly unbearable.

Your hands moved instinctively, tangling in his dark hair as his lips continued their path downward. He seemed to revel in the way you clung to him, his low growl vibrating against your skin as his mouth traveled to your collarbone. He didn’t hesitate, leaving marks in his wake—small, dark bruises that bloomed on your skin like a map of his devotion.

“Yunho,” you whispered, your voice shaky and breathless as your body arched into his touch.

“Shh,” he murmured, his breath hot against your skin. His lips pressed to the curve of your shoulder before trailing lower. “Let me take care of you.”

Every kiss, every bite, every graze of his teeth left you reeling. His lips found the swell of your chest, your nipples hard, pressing kisses that were as reverent as they were feral. When his mouth closed over them, you couldn’t help the soft sound that escaped you, your head falling back against the bed as your body melted beneath him.

“You’re so perfect,” he rasped, his voice thick with need. His hands moved to your sides, holding you steady as his lips continued their descent. He kissed along the curve of your ribs, his teeth scraping lightly against your skin just enough to leave a tingle in their wake.

By the time his mouth reached your belly, you were dizzy, your mind fogged with the overwhelming sensations flooding your body. His tongue traced the sensitive dip of your navel before his teeth grazed just above it, and your fingers tightened in his hair, tugging softly in response.

Yunho groaned at your touch, the sound sending another jolt of heat through you. His lips continued their path lower, pressing kisses to the soft skin of your hips before finding the tender flesh of your inner thigh.

He paused for a moment, his breath ghosting over your skin as he looked up at you. The sight of him—his dark, feral eyes gazing at you from between your thighs, his lips slightly swollen and marked with your taste—made your breath hitch.

“You look so beautiful like this,” he murmured, his voice low and rough, almost a growl. His hands slid to your thighs, gripping them firmly before pulling you closer with a single, powerful motion.

Before you could process the movement, his mouth was working its way on your folds, his lips pressing against you with a hunger that left no room for hesitation. The sudden intensity of it made you gasp, your head falling back as the heat in your belly surged, consuming you completely.

Yunho didn’t hold back. His mouth moved with precision and fervor, his tongue working against your sensitive flesh in ways that left you gasping. Each stroke was deliberate, calculated, his lips and tongue dragging over every nerve ending until your entire body trembled beneath him. His hands gripped your thighs, firm enough to keep you open for him, his nails pressing into your skin as though daring you to move.

The sounds leaving you were unrestrained, soft moans mixed with whimpers that only seemed to spur him on. He groaned against you, the vibration sending a shockwave through your body that made your legs shake.

“Yunho—” you managed to gasp, your fingers tangling deeper into his hair, pulling just enough to draw another low growl from him. The way his tongue teased and circled your clit, the sheer intensity of his focus, had you spiraling.

“That’s it,” he murmured against your skin, his voice rough and possessive. “Let me hear you.”

The coil in your belly tightened with every flick of his tongue, every gentle scrape of his teeth. Your legs trembled uncontrollably, the heat spreading through your entire body as your breaths grew shallow. You couldn’t think, couldn’t focus on anything except the relentless pleasure he was giving you.

When you finally reached your high, it hit you like a wave, crashing over you in a blinding surge of heat and sensation. Your body arched, your hands clutching at Yunho as soft cries spilled from your lips. He didn’t stop, his tongue coaxing you through every second of your orgasm until you were trembling from the overstimulation, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes.

“Good girl,” Yunho rasped, his voice laced with satisfaction as he finally pulled back, his lips glistening. He pressed a kiss to your inner thigh, a smirk playing at the edges of his mouth. “You’re so beautiful like this.”

He stood, towering over you as his hands moved to the hem of his shirt. His muscles flexed as he pulled it over his head, tossing it aside without care. The golden light from the room caught the lines of his chest and shoulders, every movement accentuating the raw strength in his form.

You couldn’t help but stare as he reached for the waistband of his pants, his fingers deftly undoing the button before sliding them down. He was stunning, every inch of him commanding your attention.

Yunho’s eyes darkened as he caught you looking, his smirk widening. “See something you like?” he teased, though the heat in his gaze left no room for denial.

He climbed onto the bed with an ease that belied his size, his hands finding your waist again as he pulled you up into his lap. The shift was sudden, and you let out a soft gasp as he positioned you effortlessly. His knees rested on the mattress, and he held you securely, your legs draped on either side of his hips.

You realized the mirror was directly in front of you now, its reflective surface catching every detail of the moment. Yunho’s grip shifted, one hand sliding beneath your knees as the other found your chin, tilting your face toward the mirror.

“Look at you,” he murmured, his voice a mix of awe and command. “So beautiful. So perfect.”

Your cheeks flushed as you caught your reflection. The sight of yourself, completely exposed in his lap, was almost too much. You tried to avert your gaze, but Yunho’s fingers on your chin held firm, gently pulling you back.

“Don’t look away,” he said, his tone soft but unyielding. “I want you to see how stunning you are. I want you to see what I see.”

His hands shifted again, his fingers gripping beneath your knees to spread you open further. The action made you gasp, the vulnerability of the position sending a fresh wave of heat through your body.

“You’re mine,” Yunho said, his voice low and reverent as he held you in place. “Every inch of you is mine.”

His lips brushed against your ear, his breath hot against your skin. “And I’m going to make sure you never forget it.”

Yunho's hands were firm but gentle as he guided you into position, pulling you into his lap. Your back pressed against his chest, and the warmth of his body surrounded you, his presence overwhelming in the best way. His hands moved to your legs, his fingertips sending little shivers through your skin as he positioned you just right. You could feel the heat of him beneath you, his cock brushing over your lower back with each movement. The proximity made your pulse quicken, the sensation of him so close that it nearly drove you wild.

You paused for a moment, your breath shallow, a mix of excitement and nerves flooding you. The overwhelming heat of the situation, the closeness, made your mind dizzy. You reached back, placing your hand on his chest to steady yourself, and your voice trembled as you spoke.

“Yunho,” you whispered, the sound almost a plea.

“Yes, darling?” he stopped everything, looking in the mirror at you.

You hesitated for a moment. “It’s... my first time… c-can you... can you be gentle with me, at first?”

Yunho froze for a moment, his hands stilling under your knees. He could feel the nervousness in your touch, your soft voice carrying the weight of your vulnerability. He leaned forward, pressing a tender kiss to your shoulder, his lips warm and reassuring.

“Of course, baby,” Yunho murmured, his voice steady and soothing. “I’ll take care of you, always.”

You felt his hands shift, adjusting his position beneath you, and he moved with such careful attention. His body was so close that you could feel the heat of him against your back, the pressure building with every slight movement, but he held back, moving only as slowly as you needed. His grip on your legs tightened just enough to give you comfort and security, and you melted into his touch.

With a deep breath, Yunho slowly guided you down, inch by inch. You felt the initial stretch, the unfamiliar sensation, but his slow movements allowed you to adjust, your body beginning to relax into him. The feeling of his chest against your back, of his heat surrounding you, made your body respond, even if it was just from the closeness.

“Good girl,” he whispered, his voice a soothing hum in your ear. “You’re doing so well. Just breathe, take your time.”

You shifted slightly, the soft friction sending tiny jolts of pleasure through you, and Yunho’s body tightened beneath you, a low growl escaping from his throat. He was fighting the urge to move faster, to take you with more force, but he restrained himself, focusing on you.

Slowly, the tension in your body began to ease, the heat in your core building as you adjusted to the feeling of him. You could feel him brushing against your back, his warmth spreading, and every soft touch, every movement, only made you crave more of him.

“You okay?” Yunho asked, his voice filled with concern, though there was a darker edge of hunger just beneath the surface. “Need me to go slower?”

You nodded, your voice barely a whisper as you breathed out, “ I’m okay.”

The slow, steady rhythm continued as Yunho guided you, his hands holding your legs outwards as he effortlessly pulled you up and down on his cock, slowly. You could feel the power in him, the control, but also the tenderness with which he held you, the care in every movement. He was taking his time with you, making sure you were completely comfortable, completely lost in the moment with him.

After a few moments, you felt your body adjusting, the heat growing, and the soft ache turning into something deeper, more intense. You shifted again, this time pressing your back more firmly against his chest, seeking a deeper connection. Yunho immediately noticed the change, his breathing picking up as he responded with a slight shift of his own.

“I think you’re ready for more,” he muttered softly, his voice a mixture of admiration and hunger. “Tell me if I’m right, baby. You want more?”

You nodded shyly, your breath quickening as you felt the weight of his gaze on you. “Yes… please.”

Yunho smiled softly, pressing another kiss to the back of your neck, and without waiting another moment, he began to move with you, slowly, steadily, a little deeper, a little more insistent. The heat inside you began to build with each motion, your body finally responding fully to his touch.

As the moment stretched on, Yunho could feel his control slipping. The slow, steady pace had done its job—it had allowed you to adjust, to relax—but the desire building inside him was too much to bear. He couldn’t stay patient forever, not when the way you moved against him, so delicate and needy, was driving him wild.

With a low, barely contained growl, Yunho suddenly shifted. His grip on your waist tightened, pulling you forward with a force that took you by surprise. You gasped as your chest pressed into the soft mattress, your body tilted just enough to feel the change. His hand moved swiftly to the back of your neck, his fingers threading into your hair as he held you in place, his chest pressed against your back.

“May I go rougher?” Yunho’s voice was hoarse, his breath ragged against the back of your neck. “I can’t take it anymore. I need more.”

The words, so full of need, sent a rush of heat through your body. You could feel the raw desire in his voice, and without hesitation, you nodded faintly, unable to speak as your breath caught in your throat.

The moment you gave him that silent permission, Yunho’s pace shifted, becoming more intense. His hands gripped you more firmly as he guided you forward, his movements faster, deeper. Every shift of his body sent sparks through your skin, the heat in your belly intensifying with every thrust. The pressure in your chest built as your body responded to him, the sensual rhythm becoming more urgent, more powerful.

His lips brushed against your shoulder, his breath warm on your skin. “You feel so good,” he murmured, his voice strained, but still soft with reverence. “So perfect for me.”

Each movement sent you spiraling, your body trembling with the force of the connection, with the overwhelming intensity of the moment. Yunho’s hold on you was firm, possessive, yet still filled with the tenderness he couldn’t hide. He was in control, but it was clear that every inch of him was completely consumed by you.

Yunho’s grip in your hair tightened slightly, pulling just enough to send a shiver down your spine. The sensation was electrifying, the sharp contrast between his strength and the reverence in his touch overwhelming. His breath was hot against your neck, his lips brushing over your skin as he whispered, his voice a low growl.

“Look at you, completely perfect,” he murmured, the words laced with possessiveness. His hand on your waist slid lower, his grip firm as he guided your body to move with his. Every shift, every deliberate motion, sent ripples of warmth through your skin, your senses heightened by the intensity of his presence.

“You feel that?” he asked, his voice rough but filled with awe. “That’s all you, baby. You’re driving me insane.”

Your legs trembled as Yunho moved with more purpose, the power behind his actions leaving you breathless. His body fit against yours so completely, every part of him enveloping you as if he was meant to. His hand slipped from your waist to rest on your belly, pulling you even closer against him as he leaned down to kiss the corner of your jaw, his lips moving slowly, savoring every inch of you.

“I want you to let go for me,” he coaxed, his voice softening slightly as his lips moved back to your ear. “Don’t hold back. I want all of you, every sound, every feeling.”

The tension building in your body was unbearable, the heat pooling low in your belly as Yunho continued, his movements growing rougher, more commanding. The way he whispered praise into your ear only added fuel to the fire, each word wrapping around you like a warm embrace.

“You’re incredible,” Yunho groaned, his tone heavy with admiration and something darker, more primal. “I could stay like this forever.”

When the orgasm overtook you again, your body arched instinctively, every nerve alight with sensation. Your fingers gripped the sheets beneath you, the overwhelming release leaving you breathless as soft cries escaped your lips. Yunho didn’t stop, his movements steady and sure as he helped you ride the high. His hold on you tightened, his growls low and guttural as he watched you come undone.

Even as the waves of sensation subsided, Yunho’s pace didn’t falter. His grip on your waist grew stronger, his other hand tangling in your hair once more as he pulled you back slightly to meet him.

“Stay with me,” he growled, his voice rough, his breaths shallow. “I’m not done with you yet.”

His movements became more intense, his need for you taking over as his strength pressed you firmly into place. The sound of his voice, the feeling of his body surrounding you, was too much. You could feel his restraint slipping, the raw hunger in his actions showing through as he drove himself toward his own high, spilling his load inches deep inside you, filling you up good.

When he finally stilled, his breath heavy and ragged against your ear, he buried his face into the crook of your neck. His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you close as he pressed soft, lingering kisses to your skin.

“You’re amazing,” Yunho whispered, his voice softening, though the roughness from before lingered in the edges. “You’re mine. Always mine.”

With a tender strength, Yunho sat back, lifting you effortlessly into his embrace. Your body felt light against his, completely enveloped in his warmth as he guided you to lean against his chest. His hands moved gently now, tracing slow circles on your waist as he whispered soothing words into your ear.

Tilting your chin upward with his fingers, Yunho made you look into the mirror once more. Your reflection was a testament to the moment—your cheeks flushed, your lips swollen, your hair slightly mussed… body all sweaty and your cunt dripping with both of his and your juices on his thighs. His gaze, dark and full of pride, met yours in the glass as he kissed your temple softly.

“Look at yourself,” he murmured, his voice deep but tender. “Do you see what I see? How beautiful are you?”

Your face heated further, and you tried to look away, but his hand was quick to guide your chin back, holding you steady.

“Don’t shy away,” Yunho said, his voice firm but full of affection. “You’re breathtaking. Perfect. Mine.”

And as he held you there, safe in his embrace, the intensity of the moment melted into a warm stillness. You could feel his heart beating steadily against your back, his lips pressing one final kiss to the crown of your head as he whispered once more, “Always.”

As the intensity ebbed and warmth began to settle over you both, Yunho’s grip on your waist softened slightly, though his presence remained firm and grounding. His breath was still uneven as it fanned against your ear, and his hand shifted to cradle your face gently, his thumb brushing across your flushed cheek.

“You okay, baby?” he murmured, his voice low, rough around the edges but filled with tenderness. His eyes searched yours as his fingers trailed softly down your jawline, grounding you even as the sensations still lingered. “You were so good for me… I need to know you’re feeling alright.”

You nodded faintly, still catching your breath, your voice barely above a whisper. “I’m okay… I promise.”

Yunho’s lips twitched into a faint smile, the kind that was just for you, warm and full of pride. “Good,” he said softly, pressing a lingering kiss to the curve of your shoulder. “Because you were perfect. Better than perfect.”

With gentle yet deliberate strength, Yunho guided your body to turn and face him fully, his hands steady on your waist as he pulled you into his chest. His arms wrapped around you tightly, holding you so close it was as if he wanted to shield you from the world. The feeling of his warmth, his steady heartbeat beneath your cheek, made you feel completely secure.

“That was your first rut,” he murmured into your hair, his voice reverent but laced with something darker, the remnants of his earlier feral energy still flickering beneath the surface. “And you handled it like you were made for me.”

His fingers trailed down your spine, his grip firm but soothing, as though he couldn’t stop touching you, couldn’t let go even for a moment. “You have no idea how proud I am of you,” Yunho whispered, his lips brushing against your temple before finding your ear. “You’re mine. Every single part of you, and I’ll never let you forget it.”

The possessiveness in his tone sent another shiver through you, but the tenderness in his embrace made you relax completely. When Yunho pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, his gaze was unwavering, dark with adoration and a lingering hunger, though his smile softened the edges.

“You’re incredible,” he said, pressing a final kiss to your forehead before tucking you back into his arms. “Always.”

And in his embrace, the weight of the moment dissolved into something sweeter, safer. Even as your body hummed with the remnants of everything you’d just shared, it was his presence, his unyielding care, that made you feel entirely, utterly his.

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[midnightrebel1028]

My Yungi brainrot is spiralling 😵‍💫😍

two is better than one

summary: Yunho walks in on you and your boyfriend, Mingi. Where things go next is beyond your wildest dreams.

warnings/tags: MDNI!, 18+, explicit, smut, free use, head pushing, creampie, unprotected sex (it's safe here, but please use protection!), threesome, spanking, light dom/sub, au non-famous, mingi is a pussy king

pairing: dom!song mingi x sub!fem!reader x dom!jeong yunho

author's note: Yungi is living in my brain rent free lately. I want two boyfriends and I want my boyfriends to be boyfriends and

ao3 link: two is better than one

word count: 4.2k

two is better than one

It wasn't the first time Mingi had picked you up and caged you in on the kitchen countertop. Situating himself between your open thighs, tongue quickly finding its way inside your parted lips, sparring with your own, breath coming in heavy. Soup on the stove turned to low, forgotten momentarily - the two of you had become very suddenly hungry for something else entirely during your dance party in the kitchen as dinner was cooking. A slow song had come on and your need had become palpable. A small gasp as he hoisted you up. You're tall, soft curves but athletic and he made you feel light as air.

His mouth moved to your neck as his hand found its way down the front of your satin pajama shorts, fingers swiping up your already wet folds, beginning their familiar dance with your throbbing clit.

You were both so absorbed in the moment that you hadn't heard the front door unlock, and therefore didn't stop when Mingi’s roommate, his best friend, Yunho, started to walk past the kitchen. You gasped when you saw him, his cheeks going red, but his gaze was unmistakable as he watched Mingi’s fingers begin to plunge inside of you, eyelids going heavy, the subconscious flick of his tongue across his bottom lip.

"Oh, sorry-" Yunho said after too long of a pause to be innocent.

Mingi didn't pull his fingers out, but slowed his hand, turning his head ever so slightly so he could see Yunho from behind him, pausing as he assessed the new tension in the room. Yunho turned to go, and a soft whimper escaped your mouth.

"Yunho." Mingi's voice was low, laced with a dark lust, "I don't think she wants you to go." His fingers resumed their ministrations as you watched Yunho's ears turn red, his right hand flexing by his side before he turned around to face you.

"Oh?" He said, still a little shy, but his demeanor was quickly changing in front of you as he began to approach, "And that's okay with you, Mingi?"

"Whatever my girl wants." Mingi growled, his thumb finding your clit as he beckoned his fingers inside of you. "Is that what you want, baby?" Mingi asked, lips ghosting over the tender skin of your neck.

You swallowed, "Is that... okay?"

Mingi laughed, his voice husky, "Angel, if I had been bothered by how I've seen Yunho look at you since we started dating, I would have said something by now." He pulled back, his expression going softer as he checked in with you, "Hey, you can say no, it's okay. If it were anyone else I wouldn't be down, but I trust Yunho." He said it so softly, just for the two of you to hear, that your anxiety quickly eased. He caught on quickly, "But if you want this," His hand started moving slowly again, "I think it would be very hot."

Yunho was devouring you with his eyes as this conversation happened. You would be lying if you said it hadn't crossed your mind. Mingi and Yunho were practically extensions of one another at this point. Nearly twins in height and build. Your hips bucked involuntarily at the thought of it, "Yes," You gasped as Mingi reacted immediately, his fingers resuming their original pace. "Fuck, yes. I want this."

Yunho was there in three long strides, sidling up beside Mingi, your hand coming to his waist in greeting as his hand came up to carress your face.

"Hi there." He breathed, his thumb tracing gently across your bottom lip, "God, you're even more stunning up close."

You tried to respond, the words, "Thank y-" falling into a moan as Mingi added another finger, no longer just trying to get you off for fun in the kitchen, you realized, but prepping you to take him. Or Yunho. Or both.

"Mmh, is Mingi making you feel so good, honey?" Yunho's other hand found its way underneath your shirt, knuckles grazing your nipples through your lace bralette.

You gasped at the sensation, but couldn't quite answer. Mingi pulled off of your neck, "Don't be rude, baby. Answer Yunho like a good girl."

"Y-yes-" You inhaled sharply as Yunho rolled your nipple between his long, deft fingers - fingers attached to beautiful hands you had admired on more than one occasion, clocking them to be the same size as Mingi’s.

"What a good girl." Yunho growled into your ear, "Can I kiss those pretty lips now?"

"God, yes, Yunho, please." You all but begged, barely getting the words out before his lips were on yours. It was a different sensation than you were accustomed to with Mingi, more gentle, taking his time to explore before they became more urgent, is tongue licking across the seam of your lips, moaning in satisfaction as you allowed him inside. You pulled back to warn Mingi, "I'm so close-"

He kissed your cheek, "You can come when Yunho tells you to, cutie."

A look you had never seen before - possessive and domineering - passed over Yunho's face as he smiled, "You think you can be good and do that for me, sweetheart?"

"Yes, sir." You tried the formal title, just testing it out. Mingi didn't care for it, preferring hearing his own name, but based on how Yunho moaned quietly at your words, you surmised it was the right move.

"Such good manners, y/n." Yunho whispered, lips grazing across your jawline as both hands occupied your breasts, kneading them softly as you fucked Mingi’s hand, "You've trained her well, Mingi."

Mingi hummed, "Mmh, barely had to, she has always been so sweet for me." His free hand found the back of your neck, providing stability as you were becoming weak to their touch.

Yunho tweaked your nipples, making you gasp. He was loving this so much, "Well, then I think she deserves a reward, don't you?" He nipped your earlobe lightly with his teeth.

Mingi added more pressure right where you needed it, "Yes, definitely. I wanna see my baby's pretty face when you tell her to come on my hand."

"Please, Yunho." You begged, sweat beading on your forehead, so close to the edge, walls quivering as you threatened to fall apart.

"Very well," Yunho pinched your nipples once more, "Go ahead and come for me, darling."

His words were all you needed, not knowing whose name to say as you clenched around Mingi's fingers, settling on a near-delirious cry of pleasure instead.

"That's my good girl." Mingi praised as he worked you through it before removing his fingers.

"So responsive," Yunho took Mingi’s hand - the one that had just been inside you - into his own, guiding it up to his lips, "Can't wait to hear it again when you're coming on my cock." He didn't let you respond before he was sucking Mingi’s fingers into his mouth, licking them clean of your essence. Mingi moaned at the sensation and heat curled in your abdomen as you watched them. "Mmh," Yunho pulled off, "I don't know how you ever keep your hands off her, Mingi."

"I don't." Mingi laughed. You smiled at how true it was. You found it impossible to keep from touching one another, and most days ended with Mingi’s head between your legs at minimum. He was a bit of a fiend. But you liked it. You had given him free access to you months ago, making your IUD work overtime with his insatiable appetite and propensity for finishing inside. 

“I'm lucky.” You preened. 

Mingi and Yunho corrected you at the same time, "I'm lucky.” “He's lucky.” 

The three of you couldn't help but laugh and you felt yourself feeling extremely fond of your boyfriend and his best friend. 

Yunho's eyes turned darker once again as his hands found your waist, looking at Mingi to ask, “Bedroom?” 

Mingi nodded, his gaze taking in every inch of you, “Let's go.”

You were about to hop down off the counter but before you could even move an inch, Yunho was tossing you over his shoulder like a sack of flour, arms wrapped around the backs of your thighs, pinning them to his chest. 

“Mmh,” Mingi grabbed a handful of your partially exposed ass cheek as it was now eye level up by Yunho's head, “I could get used to this sight.” 

Yunho placed you gently onto the middle of Mingi’s bed. The two of them looked at each other, standing close by the side of the bed, then turning to look at you, Mingi speaking first, “Do you think we should give her a little show?”

Yunho smiled, reaching for the hem of Mingi’s shirt, highlighting what the man had meant, “Whatever your princess wants.” 

“Yes, please.” You simpered from your spot on the bed. 

You wondered briefly if they had done this before, and judging by the way Yunho grazed his fingers over Mingi’s hip bones, looking like he knew exactly the reaction it would elicit, you assumed they had. Yunho pulled Mingi’s shirt over his head, kissing down his neck as Mingi reached for his shirt in turn. Pants were next, then they finally gave you what you wanted, the thing causing you to soak through your already wet underwear, closing the distance as their mouths fell on one another's. It was almost lewd how they licked at one another, messy and so fucking hot. You whimpered pathetically, wanting to touch yourself so badly at the sight of them making out in only their underwear, which were tented with matching massive erections. You had assumed Yunho was packing but the confirmation had your hands twitching towards your inner thigh instinctively. Mingi caught you from the corner of his eye, pulling back from Yunho's embrace, “Aw, my poor baby.” He removed his boxers and crawled into bed behind you, “Come here, Yunho, our sweet little y/n needs some attention.” 

Our. The word made your breath hitch. The implication that this could turn into something more permanent drove you wild with desire. Both of them. Mingi was more than enough, better than you had ever dreamed, all on his own. But if Yunho was interested and Mingi was open… you had to push the thought from your mind as Yunho finally revealed his beautiful flushed cock - maybe slightly longer than Mingi’s, but it was splitting hairs - and crawled into bed, situating himself between your thighs, finally removing your shorts and underwear as Mingi released you of your shirt, laying down beside you so he could kiss you and tend to your pert nipples with his mouth as Yunho's head plunged down between your bent knees, no fanfare needed as he started making out with your slick folds, his tongue lavishing your dripping hole before moving up to suck on your pounding clit. He came up for air, “Fuck, you taste incredible, honey.” 

His face was glistening with your arousal and you felt your hips buck absentmindedly at the sight of it, “Thank you, Yuyu.” You smiled coyly, feeling yourself blush at the compliment. His eyelids fluttered at the nickname.

Mingi's mouth popped off of your breast, “Show her what your fingers feel like, Yunho.” 

“My pleasure.” He kept his eyes on yours as his graceful fingers began toying with your aching clit before slipping down and diving into your eager cunt. 

“Fuck, Yunho-yah!” You cried. 

He was already working your clit with his tongue again, humming in amusement to your reaction. 

Mingi watched your eyebrows knit together in pleasure, fingers skimming your face to remove the sweaty strands that had fallen onto it, clearly entertained at the knowledge that you weren't far from releasing. “Yunho, I know she tastes amazing, but I think she wants the real thing, don't you, jagi?” 

“Yes, god, yes, please Yungi.” You had combined their names on accident in your altered state. 

“‘Yungi'” Mingi chuckled, quoting you, fond as ever, “That's cute.” He reached backwards, grabbing the lube (the edible kind, of course) out of his bedside table drawer, “You just got tested, right, Yunho? My baby likes to take it raw.”

“I did, I'm clean. I can pull it up on my phone if you want-” Yunho offered but you cut him off.

“No, I trust you, please just fuck me, Yunho-yah. I need you inside so bad.” You were begging but it didn’t cross your mind at all to feel embarrassed about it, especially given how hungry Yunho looked when he heard you whine his name. 

He applied the lube Mingi handed him. Not that you really needed it, but he was quite large, so you wouldn't say no to a little extra help. 

“Gonna fuck you so full, sweetie.” He stroked his leaking cock as he positioned it at your entrance, “Can't wait to see it leak out of you.” He started pushing inside, the stretch felt almost overwhelming but you let yourself relax into it. 

“Then I'm gonna fuck it right back into you.” Mingi added, lips skimming your jawline, laughing softly as he saw your eyes roll back at the sensation, “Look at you, peach. Taking him so well.” 

Yunho finally seated himself fully, buried to the hilt, unable to resist rocking his hips immediately, “Fucking hell, honey. You feel amazing. So goddamn tight.” He glanced up at Mingi, “How do you not cum immediately every time? Jesus Christ.” 

Mingi chuckled, “Lots of practice.” His fingers traced down your flank and over to your clit, “Just wait until you feel her come on your cock. You'll never want anyone else again.” 

Your back arched off the bed as Yunho's movements gained momentum, gasping as he damn near hit your cervix. “Mmh, what was that, kitten? Does someone like it rough?” 

Mingi’s fingers matched Yunho's pace, “I could answer that for you but I think y/n should tell you.” He gave you a look that you read easily as him asking if you were still okay. You answered them both at the same time, “Yes, you can be a little rough with me. Please, Yunho.” Your hips bucked, matching his motion, “Put me in my place. Spank me if you want. Use me.” 

Yunho's pace picked up some more, “Fucking hell. Safe word?”

“Rosemary.” You and Mingi answered at the same time. 

And without any further ado, Yunho pulled out, flipped you to your stomach, hitched your hips up so you were on your knees, and took you from behind all in one go. Mingi had to readjust slightly, kneeling in front of you instead, so your head wasn’t bumping into his. He pet your hair lovingly, “So lovely like this, baby.”

“Why don’t you say thank you for the compliment by letting Mingi fuck that pretty pout of yours, darling?” Yunho’s cock was filling you so perfectly, dragging along your walls everywhere you needed him. You couldn’t manage anything more than a whimper in response. 

Yunho tsked, “I asked you a question, y/n.” His palm came down sharp, leaving a slight sting on your ass cheek. Your ass was nothing to scoff at, one of your best features, especially if you asked Mingi (and he was one to talk), but you couldn’t help but notice just how many square inches of skin were stinging from Yunho’s large hand. 

“I’m sorry,” You whined, lost in the sensation, “I’m sorry, sir.” You glanced down at your boyfriend’s delectable cock, a shiny pearl of precum sitting at the tip, begging to be licked up, “Yes, please let me taste you, Mingi.” 

Yunho leaned forward, grabbing your hair into his fist and guiding your head down, “Open wide, princess.” 

You were glad for all of the throat training Mingi had been doing with you as you began to swallow him down, licking all his sensitive spots as you went. “Mmh, god, your mouth was made for me, wasn’t it, baby?”

You hummed in acknowledgement, gagging slightly as you felt him hit your soft palate. 

Another sharp spank, “Sorry, I wasn’t spanking you for gagging, I just couldn’t resist. I don’t think you realize how hot it is when your ass jiggles like that.”

You almost laughed at his words, it was funny, with him having been so calm, collected, and dominant just a minute ago, you were reminded that at the end of the day, he's still just a horny 20-something year old man. 

Mingi’s hips bucked, bringing you back into the moment, “Look at you, baby. Taking both of us so well.” 

Yunho began fucking you genuinely then, his hand helping guide your head up and down Mingi’s length as the two of them did their best to match each other’s rhythm. 

Yunho’s other hand found its way around your front, toying deliberately with your clit. You whined at the sensation and it sent them both reeling. 

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum. Let go of Mingi so I can hear you scream my name, jagi. He needs to finish inside this pretty pussy anyways.” 

Mingi pulled out and Yunho let go of your hair, moving his hand to your throat instead, his fingers loose but still possessive.

“Yunho, I’m so close-” You managed. 

“Come with me,” His fingers picked up in speed, matching the pistoning of his hips, “Fuck, y/n-”

His hips stilled, cock quivering inside you as he pumped you so full that the excess spilled out around him. The sensation drove you over the edge, too, your walls clenching around him, milking him absolutely dry, calling out, “Yunho-yah!” Just as promised.

“Oh, that’s my good girl.” Mingi praised you as he watched, halfheartedly stroking himself. 

Yunho steeled himself after he worked you through your orgasm, pulling out and falling to the bed beside you rather than collapsing on your back, which you were grateful for as you laid back down, muscles spent from being in that position. 

“Holy hell.” Yunho panted, “I might be an addict.” 

Mingi chuckled as he moved from behind you, laying on your other side, “Join the club,” He kissed your temple, “You got one more in you, baby? You know I hate to stop before three.” He turned your head towards his face, kissing you sweetly on the mouth, mumbling on your lips, “Wanna clean up Yunho’s mess and then fuck it right back into you, sweetheart.”

You were nearly spent, but you craved your boyfriend so bad you thought you might cry, “Yes, please, Mingi. I want you.” 

Mingi maneuvered himself so he was bracing on top of you, kissing down your neck, “Plus, Yunho didn’t get to see your face when you came and he’s really missing out.”

Yunho kissed your cheek, “Can’t wait to see how good Mingi makes you feel.” 

Mingi kissed his way down your torso before you finally felt his tongue begin to lap up Yunho’s cum from your drenched core. “Mmh, you taste amazing even mixed with him.” Mingi praised before resuming the task at hand. His tongue was slow, almost lazy. Not focused on bringing you an orgasm so much as it was just exploring you, despite the fact that you knew he had you mapped out very well. Your hips started to rock slowly as his tongue fucked your tight hole, his nose providing the perfect amount of pressure on your clit. 

He pulled off and sat up, reaching down to apply lube to his achingly hard cock. You knew he wouldn’t last long, not after practically being edged earlier, but you were glad for the lube anyhow, especially given how hard Yunho had fucked you with his massive dick. 

Yunho’s hands traced lazy patterns over your expanse of skin, kissing you anywhere he could reach, almost absentmindedly, clearly just enjoying taking in the view. 

Mingi pressed in slowly, not having to do much as your cunt sucked him in with practiced ease. He let out a low moan, “Fuck, yes. There’s my girl. You were made for me. Take me so well.” 

“Feel so good, Mingi.” You sighed, your hips matching his pace perfectly, a dance you had danced together many times. He pressed your knees towards your chest, folding you in half to get the exact angle he knew you needed and so he could kiss you while he fucked into your sweet spot. 

Yunho’s fingers found your clit once more, helping you along as you and Mingi careened towards your releases. The sound your bodies made due to how wet you were was downright pornographic. 

“Mingi,” You moaned, “Gonna come, baby.” 

You knew he was close, too, knowing well the look on his face as he watched himself spear you over and over again. He looked up to meet your eyes, “Go ahead, baby. Let me have it.” 

This orgasm rolled over you slowly. Warm waves of pleasure rocking through your body. Incomprehensible pleasure, full head-to-toe shivers, your hands grabbing on to whatever they could reach, one on Mingi’s waist, the other on Yunho’s thigh. 

“Goddamn.” Yunho was mesmerized as he watched you, “You’re otherworldly.”

“She’s perfect.” Mingi grunted, hips bucking a few more times to ensure you had enough stimulation to give you a nice prolonged peak, finally letting himself go as he felt your aftershocks slow. “Fuck, y/n, baby-”

“Mmh, Mingi-” You loved how he felt when he came inside you. Filling you with warmth as he spilled his seed deep inside. The twitch of his cock against your walls at his release. It was heaven. 

“Feel better now that you’ve been bred by both of us, honey?”

You knew you couldn’t get pregnant, but the thought of it - being claimed by both of them in that way, was so goddamn hot to you. “Yes, sir. Thank you. S’ good.” You could barely make words come out of your mouth. Completely spent. 

Mingi pulled out, falling back to his spot beside you on the bed, caressing your face with his hand, “That’s our good girl.” 

“Mmh,” You hummed happily, “‘Our’ girl.”

Yunho chuckled, “I think she likes that.”

Mingi kissed your cheek, “She can have whatever she wants as long as she’s mine. I wouldn’t share her with anyone else, though.” 

“No, only Yuyu.” You sighed, reaching blindly for contact with him. 

“Only Yungi for our girl.” Mingi recalled the name you had coined accidentally earlier. 

Yunho kissed your temple, “Our girl.” 

After lots of cuddling and sweet talking to one another, you remembered the soup from earlier and given that you were all spent and starved, you dressed and filed into the kitchen to eat it. 

Somewhat out of the blue, Mingi looked at you and said what was on his mind, “Y/n. Move in with us.” 

Yunho perked up, “I love that idea.” 

“That wouldn’t be… too much?” Your cheeks flushed, embarrassed by how excited the thought made you. 

“No, baby, it would be perfect. Your lease is up next month anyway, right?” Mingi knew he was right. 

“It is.” You nodded. 

“We���d love to have you. And not just for the sex.” Yunho smiled, “I, for one, really like you as a person. And obviously Mingi does, too.” 

“I love my baby as a person.” Mingi corrected him. 

“Plus, you practically live here already.” Yunho laughed. 

You didn’t have to think about it. Really, you had been hoping Mingi would offer soon as your lease end date approached. “Okay, yeah. If you’re sure, I’d love to.” 

“Will we be including Yunho in our… arrangements?” Mingi quirked an eyebrow at you, smile tugging at the corner of his pretty plush lips, “You can think about it, of course.”

“What arrangements?” Yunho looked between the two of you.

You felt your cheeks go red, “Um, we have a free use agreement.”

“Free use?” Yunho wasn’t quite understanding. 

Mingi cleared his throat, “There’s finer details we’ve worked out, but basically I’m allowed to take, use, fuck - whatever verbiage you want to use - y/n any time I want her without needing to ask. She of course can stop me any time, it’s not like a rape kink or anything.”

“It’s just kinda hot knowing it could happen any time and it takes the anxiety out of it for me, weirdly enough.” You hid your face in your hands, feeling bashful all of the sudden. 

Yunho’s hand reached over and stroked your wrist, “Hey, no, don’t be embarrassed, cutie. I get it. It sounds hot as fuck. We can discuss it after you move in-”

“No.” You looked up at him, knowing already what your answer would be. You found it too hot to be at their mercy as it was, “I want it. If you’re both comfortable.” You swallowed at how aroused you were getting at the mere thought of it, “I want you both to be able to use me any time you want.” 

Mingi looked at you with stars in his eyes, “How the hell did I get so lucky.”

“You took the words right out of my mouth.” Yunho gaped at you, practically salivating. 

The three of you shared Mingi’s bed that night, not wanting to be away from one another quite yet. You awoke the next morning to Yunho’s face between your legs, pajama shorts pulled down your thighs, already having worked you halfway to an orgasm. Mingi stroking your chest lazily from beside you. 

Two boyfriends were definitely better than one.

[yeoslattes]

Courts and Stands

Genre: smut, college AU

Pairings: band geek!Hongjoong x fem volleyball player!reader

Summary: after a small interaction, you have your eyes set on Hongjoong not knowing he’s been after you for a while.

Warnings: smut, no dom/sub themes but Hj is lowkey kinda subby, more experienced reader, semi experienced Hongjoong, he’s in love with her literally, Seonghwa cameo (ofc), unprotected sex, blow jobs, swallowing, cunnilingus, slight overstimulation if u squint (fem receiving), pussy drunk Hongjoong bc yes, reader on top, creampie, hongie kinda loses control

A/N: I’m backkkk, I’ve had so many ideas since my last HWLIT post but somehow I cannot get them written lmao till now. I cannot stress enough how much Hongjoong in that MMA fit has been in my head. So the result of that is this fic!!! ~ Nini

Coming 12/27

(Warnings subject to change as I edit)

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Title:★Beach Sex★

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Warning: 18+, Warning without porn, sex on the beach, public sex.

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Sidenote✉️: I'm horny and i... I couldn't help it, sza inspired me , this song reminds me so much of yunho so I had to😭💙😩

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Yunho laying on top of you, kissing your neck, he leaves marks and hickies on your neck, you're moaning softly as he kisses your titties, he sucks your nipples, flicking his tongue around in circles on your nipple, he goes down to your stomach, he starts kissing your stomach, you squeezing your titties softly while he kissing on your stomach, he finally gets between your legs, he licks your pussy slow, he looks up at you while licking your pussy slowly again, you moan softly, he starts working his fingers inside your pussy while he steady keep flicking his tongue on your clit, your moans start to get loud, he begins sucking on your clit, while your eyes rolling back, you rub his hair softly as he continues sucking on your clit, he begins tongue fucking your pussy faster and faster, you finally end up up creaming and cumming on his tongue, he licks up your cum as your body shakes, he kisses you as you taste your juices off his lips and tongue, he ends up on top of you again, he slides his cock inside you slowly, you gasp, he begins fucking you at a slowly pace, "you feel so good baby... I'm going to pick up the pace now" he says while whispering in your ear, he begins picking up the pace by fucking your faster and faster and faster, you both moaning and panting while kissing each other, you hold hold on to him while he fucking in missionary position, he picks your legs on his hips, he steady pounding your pussy harder and harder and harder, he releases his thick load of cum inside you as you creamed on his cock, you both wrapped up in the blanket on the beach while watching the sun going down.

[jjunieworld]

600 notes!! thank you guys hehe ^^

HAYLOFT! ˒˒ 정윤호

yunho thought being a hired farm hand would be relatively easy—that was, until he met the farmer’s daughter. now he knows that it’s a lot harder than it seems, especially when you’re making it more difficult for him. but, you’re willing to lend a helping hand.

pairing ⸝⸝ jeong yunho 𝑥 fem!reader 𓄵 𝓯eat. ꔛ 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦!

genre ⋆ 📓 ⸝⸝ strangers to ???, smut, porn with a little bit of plot, farm hand!yunho, farmer’s daughter!reader, big himbo energy

warnings ⸝⸝ yunho being whiny and desperate, sub!yunho, dom!reader, unprotected sex, perv!yunho, masterbation (m. rec), slight humiliation, exhibitionism, semi-public sex (they’re in a barn), creampie, size kink, big dick!yunho, pussy drunk!yunho, riding, cowgirl, handjob, yunho cums fast and a lot, petnames (good boy) they kinda get caught lol, reader has hair that can be put in two pigtail braids

𝓴ipo’s note ⸝⸝ @jjunberry come get your meal (❛ε❛“) this was inspired by that one mia goth scene in x and the song hayloft by mother mother! i barely write sub!idol content so i hope that you all enjoyed this ^^ hehe maybe i’ll write more sub!idol content :3

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“it’s not a lot of work, really. most of your time will be spent here in the barn,” yunho’s new boss—your father, said.

yunho nodded as he took a look around the barn. it was a relatively small barn, only with a few cattle, so the work should be pretty easy. a figure stepped through the barn entrance and your father smiled.

“ah, yunho, i’d like you to meet my daughter! she’ll be helping you out here and there.” you moved to your father’s side as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders, smiling.

“hi!” you said with the sweetest voice. yunho tried to stay composed as his mouth pulled into a polite smile. he swallowed thickly.

your father was going on about how he was getting too old to take care of all the animals properly and how you weren’t here as often to help. yunho didn’t hear any of it, but nodded along anyway. his eyes trailed over you, taking in every glorious inch illuminated by the hot sun.

you wore a short, red gingham dress that looked like if you were to bend over yunho could see everything. the top few buttons were unbuttoned and your cleavage showed through just the slightest bit. yunho swore he saw you wink at him when your father turned, biting your lip and giving him a once over, but, once your father turned again, you were smiling innocently.

he knew it was wrong to think this way about a sweet girl he just met, but all he could think about was bending you against one of the stables and taking you right there. he’d bet your cunt was as sweet as you sounded.

“sounds good? think you can handle it all, son? it’s a lot of hard work,” your father asked, snapping yunho back to reality. he chuckled somewhat awkwardly, “yeah—o-of course, sir. how hard can it be taking care of a couple of animals?”

the two of you laughed at him and he didn’t really understand why. it was just a couple of animals. what else did he have to do, shovel hay? that was easy, he had this. “bless your heart,” you muttered with a smile.

yunho’s gaze snapped back to you briefly and he licked his lips. you tilted your head at him, your smile growing. yunho’s heart raced. “it’ll be nice to see another face around here!” you chuckled. you glanced towards the animals behind you. “i know i have all the animals, but it gets kinda lonely here sometimes. i’m looking forward to your company.”

you swayed slightly from side to side, your lip between your teeth again. yunho couldn’t tell if you were just being nice or if your words had a double meaning. all he knew was that his pants were getting tighter by the second and it wasn’t a good look in front of your father. yunho nodded and your father patted him on the back, moving past him as you followed behind.

later that day, yunho was carrying in a stack of hay in the barn to put up in the hayloft when he saw you milking one of the cows. he froze. you didn’t notice him at first, too busy focusing on the cow. you rubbed the cow’s side, cooing to it affectionately before milking it into the bucket underneath.

yunho’s eyes focused on the way your hands moved. up and down and up and down as the milk spilled into the bucket. he imagined it was him you were moving your hands up and down on. his milky cum splattering all over your face. yunho’s eyes fluttered closed and a whimper involuntarily left his mouth.

his eyes flew open just as you looked up and finally noticed him. a flirty smile pulled up the corners of your mouth as your hands continued to work. “hi,” you greeted in that same sweet voice as earlier. yunho could feel his heart race, beating through the thin material of the tank top he was wearing.

“h-hi,” yunho said, swallowing the lump that formed in his throat. he sat the hay bale next to the ladder up to the hayloft. he could feel your eyes on him, on the way his muscles flexed as he bent down. yunho turned back to you, his face completely flushed with heat.

you stood from the stool you were sitting on, flicking your hands in the air. your back was to yunho and he freely looked at how your short gingham dress was even shorter from it riding up. if he were to bend down, he’d get a full view of your panty-covered pussy.

before temptation could grab hold of him, you did it for him yourself. you bent down to grab the bucket of milk and your whole ass spilled out the bottom of your dress. your pretty white lacy panties were on full display for yunho, the fabric barely covering you as it is. seconds felt like hours and yunho began to wonder if you were spending that long bent down purposefully.

he felt the blood rush straight to his cock as it tried to break free from the restraints of his blue jeans. he palmed at the bulge lightly, trying to will it go down before you looked his way again.

the handle of the bucket slipped from your grasp inches from the ground with a loud thud, the metal sound filling the barn. you groaned under your breath before bending down more, your ass wiggling slightly in the air as your dress rose up further.

yunho breathed out shakily and it felt like his whole body was on fire. your groan didn’t even sound like a groan to him, but more like a moan. through your white panties he could see the outline of your pretty pussy, the sweet curve of your ass, and yunho palmed himself more.

he wondered what your pleasure-filled moans would sound like. would they be just as sweet as your voice was? that then led him to think about how you would feel around him, your pussy wrapped around his cock as you bounced on him. yunho could cum right now just thinking about it all and he squeezed himself harder, a tiny moan leaving his lips.

yunho barely got himself back together before you adjusted your dress and turned around to him, that same flirty smile on your face. you let out a breath of air, rubbing the back of your hand across your forehead. you stepped towards yunho with the bucket.

you give him a once over, eyes lingering on his clasped hands resting below his thick-buckled belt, before meeting his eyes. you held the bucket out towards him and yunho took it with a trembling hand. you stepped to the side of him, resting a hand on his bicep briefly. “just give me a shout if you need any assistance!” you said in a sultry voice as you smiled up at him.

yunho followed you as you turned, his face no doubt redder than before. his raised the hat off his head, “will do, miss.” you giggled before exiting the barn.

days past and it turned out being a farm hand was a lot more work than yunho was expecting. it was not just looking over a couple animals like he originally thought.

he was up in the hayloft, sweeping the hay to make more room for the hay bales. yunho was too distracted. it’s been a day or so since he saw you, but all his thoughts raced with thoughts of you. the broom dropped from yunho’s hands and clanged against the wooden floor. he leaned against one of the stacked hay bales to center himself.

yunho couldn’t take it anymore. he made quick work of his belt buckle and unzipped his jeans to fish out his poor, throbbing cock. yunho gave it a tight squeeze, moaning out from the wave of pleasure.

he thought about you and your short little dress from the other day. your white lacy panties that barely covered you and how he could see almost everything through the fabric of it. yunho stroked himself faster, groaning out as his hips rocked into his hand.

he thought about your sweet, flirty voice and how it seemed like all your words had double meanings. how you would touch his biceps or thighs fleetingly when handing him something or pushing past him. and god, he thought about the way you “accidentally” pushed your ass against him the other day. that thought just made him fuck his fist faster until he was cumming all over his hand and the hay bale in front of him, whimpering moans and your name spilling from his lips with it.

but, yunho couldn’t stop. his chest heaved as he tried to inhale any amount of air into his lungs. his knees almost buckled as he fisted his cock more and more until all he could hear was the wet sounds and the echoes of your moans.

yunho’s mouth hung open and his head flew back, his hat almost flying off his head at the action. his eyes screwed shut and breathy moans left his open mouth. yunho pictured what it would be like to cum all over your pretty tits that spilled out of all of your clothes. or on your round ass that you loved to show him. or even what it would be like to cum inside your little pussy. to stuff you full of him and see your twisted face of pleasure as you bounced and bounced on his thick length, looking down at him with lust filled eyes.

imagining his cum spilling out of you almost had him cumming again from the thought alone. would you be able to take all of him? you were so much smaller than him that he felt like you would snap. maybe you wouldn’t be able to take all of him at once. maybe only the tip of his cock would be able to fit inside you. yunho whimpered your name over and over as he felt himself dangle over the edge again.

he didn’t even hear the barn door open, or your footsteps approaching the hayloft ladder. “need some help up there?” you called to him.

yunho wasn’t even able to stuff his cum-covered cock back in his pants before you were climbing up the ladder and standing in front of him. he stood frozen with deep shame and embarrassment completely clouding him as his hard cock hung between the two of you. you looked down at it, your brow and the corner of your mouth raising.

you were in a pair of loose overalls with a tank top that showed too much of your tits underneath. you sported muddy cowboy boots on your feet and your hair was in two pigtail braids with a bandana tied around your head. yunho’s cock twitched.

taking a step toward him, your eyes met his. “you poor thing,” you cooed, taking another step. 

yunho started blubbering out apologies, stuttering over his words. he was so embarrassed at the fact that you caught him in a heinous act—jerking off to the thought of you in your own barn. moaning out your name like you didn’t even live here.

you put a finger to his lips, shushing him lightly and yunho’s mouth clamped together. your hand reached down between the two of you and grabbed yunho’s cock, stroking it lightly. “let me help you,” you said in a sultry whisper. you moved your finger from his lips and pressed yours against them instead as your hand squeezed down on him tighter.

yunho gasped into your lips and you smiled. it a matter of seconds your hand and a part of your overalls were covered in his cum. yunho shook like a leaf and you guided him down to the creaky wooden ground of the hayloft.

yunho looked up at you as you lifted one of the straps of your overalls and slid it off your shoulder. “if you would’ve come to me, i would’ve helped you…” you trailed and your overalls dropped to the ground. you pulled off your tank top, leaving you in just your bra and panties. yunho’s eyes widened to saucers.

slowly, you unclamped your bra and let it fall with the heap of your clothes on the ground. you smiled sweetly at yunho. his eyes attached to your now exposed tits and they were just as perfect as he imagined them to be. turning so your back was facing him, you pulled down your panties inch by inch and yunho watched as the string of wetness attached you to them. 

you looked over your shoulder, “we can’t be too loud, though.” you bent over to fully pull off your panties and yunho was practically face to face with your dripping cunt. he licked his lips hungrily. you faced him again and pushed down on his shoulders so he laid on the ground as you straddled him. the hat that yunho was wearing was discarded to the side. “daddy’s still sleeping—and it won’t be pretty if he catches us like this,” you continued.

“is that okay?” you giggled, your hands resting just above where yunho needed you most. yunho nodded rapidly as his chest rose and fell heavily. he couldn’t believe that this was actually happening right now. “y-yes,” he stuttered.

grabbing his hands, you placed them over your tits. “don’t be afraid to touch me,” you said, making yunho squeeze them. “i’ve been waiting for you to since you first got here.”

yunho hesitantly circled your nipples with his thumbs and you let out a small moan, your eyes fluttering shut for a brief second. your moans were as pretty as he knew they would be and the sound went straight to his cock, which you were hovering over. 

you stuck your hand underneath you and grabbed yunho’s cock. you pressed it up against your wet pussy, rolling your hips so it dragged along yunho’s length. yunho groaned, his head falling back onto the wooden floor. his hands fell to your hips as you moved. “feels so good, doesn’t it?” you asked him, soft moans escaping your mouth. yunho nodded.

his cock basically went up your whole stomach and he was right to worry about whether you'd be able to take all of him. you seemed to notice how big he was too, because you said, “i don’t think i ever had someone as big as you before.”

you lifted your hips and lined yunho’s cock with your entrance. yunho leaned his head up to watch as the tip of his flushed cock buried inside you. “but don’t worry,” you said as you slid all the way down until his cock completely disappeared inside you, “i’ve had a lot of practice in the privacy of my bedroom, if you know what i mean.”

yunho didn’t, but he didn’t care to figure it out either. he was too consumed with the way you felt around him—so, so warm. you placed your hands flat on his lower stomach as you inhaled deeply. never did yunho think that the sweet farmer’s daughter would be completely filled with his cock right now. he thought his little fantasy was just that—a fantasy. yet, here you were, rocking your hips forward and moaning so prettily.

your tits squished together from your hands on his stomach and they bounced as you moved. your brows furrowed as you stared down at him, moving your hips faster.

despite what you said earlier, loud moans fell from your parted lips and all of your movement made the hayloft creak even louder. yunho wasn’t faring any better, he was moaning even louder than you were as he tried not to cum so fast again.

“s-so big!” you whined as another moan ripped through you. you leaned back onto your hands and moved so your feet were flat on the ground. yunho just about lost it.

you started bouncing on his cock, pretty tits bouncing with you as your face twisted into one of pleasure. you stared at yunho through lust filled eyes and it was everything he imagined. yunho whimpered, his hands squeezing into fists at his sides, as he came inside you with a thick load.

“yes, yes, yes,” you cried out. yunho’s cum spilled out of you and down his thick length, leaving him a creamy mess. “oh, you feel so good!”

the hayloft creaked even more as you bounced faster and yunho thought the two of you would break right through it. you legs started to shake and your movements started to come out sloppy. you took your lip between your lips, “you’re so deep… you’re gonna make me cum all over you.”

you whimpered as you trembled, trying to keep chasing the pleasure yunho’s cock was giving you. your skin slapped against his, pussy all wet and creamy with cum that stuck between your folds. “please,” yunho begged, his mind too fogged up to say anything else. he already came so many times today, he wasn’t sure how much more his poor cock could take. “please, please, please…”

“poor… t-thing…” you cooed. you gasped loudly as you halted your bouncing, body shaking all over. you buried his cock inside you as you moaned, breathing heavily. you lifted your hips until just the tip of yunho’s spent cock was inside you and your cum spilled out of you.

yunho could cry at the sight—in fact, there were already tears welling up in his eyes. he reached his hand towards you and rubbed your sensitive clit. you jerked, gasping softly. yunho loved the sounds you made—loved the sounds your pretty little pussy made even more. and he loved the way all of the creamy white cum made it glisten in the light. he wanted to devour it, and maybe you might even let him.

“look at what your big cock made me do,” you pouted before smiling. “such a good boy.”

he thought it wasn’t possible, but your words alone made his cock twitch. you giggled as yunho’s cock slipped out of you and before you could push it back in, white ropes of cum were squirting right onto your pussy. the rest of yunho’s load dripped down his long length.

“that’s my good boy,” you giggled.

you sunk yourself slowly down onto him again, slowly dragging your walls up and down. it was driving yunho crazy but he felt too paralyzed to move. he repeatedly got hit with wave after wave of pleasure and it didn’t seem like you were stopping any time soon.

loud moans left your mouth and you leaned forward to rock your hips again. “you hit just the right spot,” you moaned and leaned down to kiss him.

yunho’s body shook and his hands gripped your hips tightly. each roll of your hips caused a moan to be pulled from you and caused the hayloft to creak louder and louder. it felt like the whole barn was shaking.

you both were cut off mid moan as the barn doors flew open. you scurried off of yunho and backed against the wall, hurriedly throwing on your overalls. “what is all that racket in here?!” your father yelled. yunho backed up against a hay bale and remained laying flat on the ground, praying that your father didn’t see him.

your eyes were wide and you glanced over at with a sneaky smile, pressing a finger to your lips as you threw on your tank top. you jumped to your feet, the wood creaking beneath you, and gave your father a bright smile. all yunho could see was the way your tits bounced and the way your nipples poked through the thin fabric.

“daddy!” you said sweetly. “just clearing some space up here in the hayloft!”

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[fizzybin]

Yunho with breeding kink 👀

“Gonna fill you again and again until you're nothing but a brainless breeding bitch, craving only my cock and cum” Reaching around, he finds your clit, rubbing the sensitive nub in tight circles to push you towards a shattering climax.

“Come on pretty girl , cum on my cock like the desperate little slut you are”

Okii I disappear again until I unsick myself

[wicked-disposition]

Note: Posting this little drabble of yunho as I’m finishing up my next little oneshot for hongjoong. Hope you guys enjoy!

Tw: voyeurism, fetishization, cnc, daddy kink.

“daddy, let’s facetime!”

you said, Yunho could already picture your innocent smile, eyes shining with pure excitement simply because you got to see see his face and spend some time together.

He never told you to dress up so he wasn’t surprised when he saw you wearing nothing but the oversized t-shirt he had left at your house, messily adorning your petite body. such a cute little doll, all for him.

you went on about your day, rambling on every single thing you’d done and seen — don’t get him wrong, he loves listening to you, but your pointy nipples showing through the white fabric was all yunho could look at.

so gracefully sitting on your thighs, leaning to the front every now and then, neckline drooping just enough for him to peek on your tits. you had no idea how much of a pervert your daddy is.

not even noticing once his breath hitches as he stroked his cock.

wouldn’t you love to know that the slightest glimpse of your body turns him on? like you’re nothing but an object he uses for his own satisfaction.

but of course you won’t, it would be no fun to tell you, so he keeps jerking off to your lack of awareness on your own body.

He bet you wouldn’t mind it, you are the one who always tells him you just want to be his pretty little doll, after all.

dolls have no purpose other than pleasing their owners, and you should know nothing pleases yunho more than using his dumb whore anytime he felt like it.

but you’re not that stupid now, eyes wandering across the screen as you slowly catch onto what’s going on, your wide eyes making your embarrassment more than clear.

“daddy... what are you doing?” you ask, with narrowing eyes as if he had any obligation to justify his actions to you.

“keep talking.” he ordered, doing nothing but chuckling, increasing the pace as you pout.

you’re just a stuttery mess now, too shy to speak when he looks at you like this but even more eager to obey.

so ask him to stop all you want, tell him how embarrassed you feel, but don’t forget he can see you squirming in bed, pressing your thighs together every time you glance at him.

daddy’s little doll loves playing innocent, daddy’s little doll loves playing dumb, but you and yunho both know that being used is what gets your needy cunt wet.

[yunhosgirl26]

Teach Me (Yunho fanfic)

Chapter 2

Warning: sexually explicit content, talks of abuse, pet names (Princess, bunny) , daddy k!nk

A/N: Please feel free to comment and like. Thank you for reading!

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*flashback*

I knocked on the door, waiting for an answer. The door opened, and a tall man stood in front of me leaning on the edge. “Hi, I’m (Y/n) your new roommate.” He laughed. “You’re a girl.” I looked down at myself and back up at him. “Last time I checked, yes I am.” He let me in. “I thought you were going to be a man. Oh well, would you like me to carry your bags upstairs?”

“No, thank you.” I grabbed my bags and carried them upstairs. He showed me my room and I set my things in there. He finished showing me around the house. “That’s just about it. Rent is only $500 that includes the groceries for the house. I usually pay most of the bills. Please make yourself at home. If you need me, I’ll be downstairs playing my game.” He said. “Wait, what’s your name? I never got it.” He turned around and smiled. “My name is Jeong Yunho but you can call me Yunho.” We shook hands and I went to go settle in my new room.

I remember for weeks, my mom was giving me shit about moving in with a complete stranger. When she first found out, she wasn’t happy in the slightest, which I didn’t expect her to be. But that’s when I realized this is my life, and I’m a grown ass woman. When I told Yunho about my mother’s concerns, he was genuinely concerned himself. “Why did you move in with a stranger anyway?” He asked. “Well when I saw your profile picture I knew you were trustworthy…” he looked at me with a blank expression. “Okay, fine, I really needed to get away from my abusive ass ex and I had nowhere to go.” His mouth dropped. “Like hitting you?” I nodded. “Rarely did he hit me, but he mentally and verbally abused me.” Tears threatened to fall from my eyes. “I don’t really like to talk about it.” The room grew quiet and he hugged me. My eyes widened as tears fell from my eyes. “As long as you’re under this roof. You’re always going to be protected.” I cried. “Thank you.”

From that day forward, he’s been very protective of me ever since.

I began making dinner, so it was ready for when Yunho came home. I went upstairs and showered, hoping the ache in my core would go away. I couldn’t stop thinking about last night. I let out a frustrated sigh. I got dressed and went to take lunch to Yunho since he forgot to pack it. He was the CEO of some skin care company. I guess it’s doing really well. He doesn’t tell me much about it.

I went up the elevator to the highest floor to the receptionist.

“Hi, how may I assist you today?” She smiled. “I’m here to drop off Yunho’s lunch.” her smile dropped. “I can take it for you, he’s in a meeting.” She said. “No I’m not.” Yunho walked out of his office. “Sir, you have a meeting right now.” He gave her a blank expression. “Then cancel it. This is more important to me.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me into his office. “It was nice of you to bring me lunch, but I’m not hungry for that right now.” He said, hovering over me, his lips close to mine.I smiled nervously. “What exactly are you hungry for then?” I asked. “Strip for me.” He whispered in my ear, sending chills down my spine. “But what if someone sees me?” He pinned me up against the wall with his body.

“Don’t make daddy repeat himself.” I bit my lip, unbuttoning my shirt as I kept eye contact with him. Piece by piece all my clothes fell onto the floor leaving me exposed to him. A feral look in his eyes as he looked over my body. “Your body is driving me so crazy, you’re so pretty like this, my sweet girl.” He walked around me like an animal stalking its prey, taking in the scene he was beholding. I grew desperate for his touch as minutes passed. Finally, I felt his fingertips dig into my waist as he pressed himself up against me from behind. “Do you like making me feel like this? Hmm? Do you like when I can barely control my urges?” He said while attacking my neck. He bit down softly, making me squeak.

“You’re just so damn irresistible, I just can’t help myself.” He marked my neck with hickeys, claiming me as his. I laid my head back on his shoulder lost in his touch, totally forgetting anyone can walk in at any moment.

“Please daddy…” I said, softly moaning. “What does my princess want?” He cooed. “Do you want me to fuck this pretty pussy mercilessly up against this desk? Making you scream my name, so everyone knows you are mine?” He nibbled on my ear, I felt lightheaded as I could feel his excitement. “I just want to make my sweet girl feel good.” He picked me up, pulling me into a sensual kiss. He knocked all his paperwork to the floor, setting me on his desk. He undid his tie and tied it around my wrists, his body pinning mine down.

“Remember our safe word?” I nodded.

He spread my legs open, kissing my inner thighs. His breath grazing my core, making me shudder. “You’re so wet for me.” He groaned. “It’s taking everything in me not to just take you on this desk. “Yunho..” I whined. The pads of his fingers slowly rubbed circles on my sensitive bundle. “want to be good girl for you.” I could barely speak in sentences as his pace quickened. With his other hand, he fondled my breast, playing with my nipple until it became hard. “Such a good little bunny for me.” He inserted 1 finger in my dripping core. “So good…aah, feels so good.”

He began to kiss me, deepening the kiss by exploring my mouth with his tongue. I moaned as his curved his fingers hitting my sensitive spot, I felt myself coming undone. That’s when I felt a stinging sensation on my wet heat. “No cumming unless I say you can.” I whimpered at the pain and pleasure I was feeling. He began moving down until he was face to face with my hole. He groaned as he gazed at my glistening wet folds. He licked his lips as he began sucking on my clit. I arched my back as that coil in my lower belly felt like it was going to snap at any second.

It was driving me crazy that I couldn’t touch him. I tried to untie my wrists, but it was no use. “You taste so good.” He said as he plunged his tongue into my cunt. The warm wet muscle felt so good. I was trying to be quiet, but I couldn’t help myself. “You’re so close.” He said sucking my clit more. “Show me how much of a good girl you are and cum for me princess.” As soon as those words left his lips, I began seeing white. Pleasure of the orgasm ripping through my body as he continued to keep going, and I couldn’t take the overstimulation. I began to cry. “I know my good girl has one more good one in her.” He wasn’t wrong, I felt like I was going to cum again and again with that magical mouth of his.

“I can’t wait to ruin you with my cock.”

“I need it.” He laughed. “Not yet, I’m waiting for the perfect time to give it to you.” I whined as he pulled away with my arousal covering his face. He finger fucked the orgasm right out of me as his thumb worked my clit. “Oh Fuck, Yunho!” He smirked. “That’s it, pretty girl, come undone for me.” My legs began shaking and I was panting heavy. He then put his fingers to my mouth and I sucked them clean, tasting the sweetness.

He helped me off his desk and untied my wrists. “Come here you.” I straddled his lap, he looked into my eyes and kissed me. He then covered me with his jacket and snuggled me in his office chair. “This is called aftercare. I like to show it to my subs because it makes them feel more like a person who is loved and less of an object.” I smiled. “I like this.” He kissed my forehead and rubbed my back.

After a while, I got dressed and went home. When I walked past the receptionist, she shot me a dirty glare. I think she knew what we were doing, my face began to burn red. I got home and took a nap my head was spinning from what just happened. Such an innocent thing like lunch, turned into that!

To be continued…

[pantherxrogers]

@muntitled why are you actually the realest person on this app 😭 ty bby!

earned it - yunho x fem!reader (smut 18+)

pairing: soft dom!Yunho x sub!reader

warnings: porn w/o plot, smut 18+ only, spanking, dacryphilia, dom/sub dynamics, ass play, explicit language, fluffy aftercare, probably more that I missed :/

summary: yunho spanks you. that’s literally it lmao. 🤭

a/n: such beautiful, beautiful hands 🙂‍↕️

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This is a work of fiction and is not meant to represent real events or the actual personalities of any K-pop idols mentioned. All characters and situations are purely imaginary. This story is created for entertainment purposes only, and no harm or disrespect is intended toward the idols or their fans. Enjoy!

tears stream down your cheeks, blurring your vision and turning your thoughts to mush. but, you wouldn’t have it any other way.

every time you squirm, your sensitive nipples sweep against yunho’s slacks. he’s fully clothed, while you’re naked and on your knees, bent over his lap. you feel his smooth hands run over your ass, toying with you.

“fuck, look at this ass,” he grunts, roughly groping the supple skin. he lands a few quick swats, watching the way your ass recoils from the contact.

“yuyu, it hurts,” you whine, yet you push your ass further against his hand. the chuckle he lets out makes you feel pathetic. but it also causes a fresh wave of arousal between your legs.

“i know, baby. it’s supposed to hurt,” he coos, using his other hand to squish your cheeks together. he nearly groans at your expression, the lust in your eyes is tangible.

he takes in the way mascara runs down your face, ruining the pretty makeup you applied just a few hours ago. he loves the glassy look in your eyes, peering up at him like he holds the moon and stars. he can see the pleading in your expression, and it only makes his pants tighter.

craning his neck down, he guides you into a sloppy kiss, wetting your full lips. he licks into your mouth, laying claim to it. your soft mewls egg him on, promoting him to spank you even harder than before. the way you whimper against his lips is everything, and he pulls back to see his handiwork.

“you are such a slut, aren’t you?”

all you can do is stare up at him, barely registering what he’s saying to you. you nod your head, agreeing to anything that comes from his lips. the need to please him is strong, lulling you into a state of complete submission.

“hmm, my baby is so obedient. maybe i should give you a reward.” the next thing you know, his finger prod at your entrance.

he’s gathering your wetness, taking his time rubbing between your folds. you can’t hold back your moans, wiggling as much as you can to guide him towards your clit. you can feel it throbbing, begging to be touched.

“p-please yuyu, i’ve been so go- shit!” you yelp, unable to focus on anything outside of the way his fingers stretch you out. he’s starting with two, using his thumb to massage your sensitive clit.

“a little spanking got you this wet? damn, you really are a whore,” he chuckles, speeding up the movement of his fingers. despite the harsh words, he uses his other hand to gently cup your chin. he’s looking into your eyes, almost like he’s hypnotized by your gaze.

“i’m always wet for you, yuyu,” you hum, biting your lip. you don’t miss the way his eyes drop down, hyper focused on your pout.

“such a good slut.” there’s pride in his voice, making your heart flutter. you love his praise, and it’s pushing you near the edge.

you involuntarily flutter around his fingers, making it harder for yunho to continue stretching you out. he continues rubbing your clit, maneuvering his other hand to pull back the hood even further.

“oooo, fuck. ‘m too sensitive, yuyu,” you whine, simultaneously bucking your hips into his assault on your clit.

“you’re okay, baby. you’re okay,” he soothes, drawing languid circles against your nub. he can feel the way you clench on his fingers, spasming at random moments. an idea strikes him, knowing exactly what to do to push you over the edge.

gathering spit in his mouth, he lets it drip down to your asshole. using his left hand to strum your clit, he uses his right to push a finger into your asshole. it’s tight and warm, and he doesn’t miss the way you wiggle back onto it.

your moans increase in volume, overwhelmed by the stimulation of your clit and tight hole. you see white, reaching your high and letting your moans echo throughout your bedroom. yunho’s actions continue throughout your orgasm, satisfying you until the very end.

he chuckles at the way you slump further into his thighs, completely spent. easing his fingers out of you, he repositions you to cradle in his arms.

his aftercare is top tier, whispering sweet nothings as you come back down to earth. his hands are gentle as they caress your body, making sure you feel safe and secure.

you sink further into his grasp, melting into the warmth of his embrace. you feel your eyelids growing heavy, unable to think about anything aside from laying here with your lover.

“hold on, honey. just need to get you to the bathroom,” he hums, standing up to carry you bridal style.

the rest of the night passes without much fanfare. yunho gently cleans you up, helping you get ready for bed. the two of you shower together, yunho doing most of the work. he loves moments like this, fully doting on you and making you feel grounded. it makes him feel grounded, too.

after the shower, he knows it’s time for you to get some rest. as he tucks you into bed, you immediately seek out his warmth, snuggling into his side. you let out a satisfied sigh, finally settled in for the night.

“thank you for taking care of me, yuyu,” you murmur, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. he gently cups your chin, planting a slow peck to your lips.

“anytime, my angel. thank you for trusting me,” he replies, wrapping his arms around your frame. before long he hears your breath slow and feels your body relax.

he glances down, smiling at your state of serenity. with a swell of pride in his chest, he relaxes against the mattress. shutting his eyes, he’s ready to dream of you. little does he know, you’re dreaming of him, too.

[yunhostiny]

Selfish Waltz ═ chapter four

[ J. YH + S. MG ]

chapter four: tell me

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summary: yunho had been love with y/n since he was sixteen, not mustering up the courage to tell her until seven years later, seven years too late because his best friend just beat him to the punch.

note: reader and the boys are not kpop idols in this

warning: smut, threesome, double penetration, big dick yungi, size kink, just lots of smut

pairings: yunho x female reader, mingi x female reader

genre: smut, friends to lovers, angst, slow burn, romance, polyamory

word count: 4.2k

chapter three

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Yunho was beginning to grow impatient. He had been outside, waiting in his jeep (he had finally gotten it back from his younger brother who took care of it while he was gone) for the last thirty minutes for y/n to finish getting ready. She told him to go ahead and get the jeep started, warm it up that she would be right behind him.

He drummed his fingers in boredom along the steering wheel to the dpr ian song playing on the radio. It was well past 8:00 and they were supposed to meet the others at the club just before 9:00 and the Saturday traffic was already growing and where they stayed it would take at least twenty minutes to get to Itwaeon, longer if y/n didn’t hurry up and the traffic didn’t dissipate a little.

“Come on, y/n.” He groaned, leaning his head back against his seat. He didn’t even want to go to the club but he had promised Mingi he’d watch over her. Yunho had known Mingi since they were seven years old and his best friend had always been very jealous and possessive. It was probably Mingi’s one flaw. Not that Mingi probably didn’t trust y/n, she was still their best friend of the last ten years. That’s probably not even what Mingi meant when he asked him to look after her. Yunho was most certainly overthinking it.

“Sorry,” Y/N startled him from his thoughts as she appeared opening the passenger door and climbing in. “my hair didn’t want to dry.” She adjusted the long black coat she had on over the dress Yunho had yet to lay eyes on. It was very cold outside and y/n didn’t want to freeze for the sake of looking hot. Not until they were in the club at least.

Yunho sat back up, putting his jeep into drive and slowly pulling out of the parallel park and edging them into the still growing traffic. The drive was silent for a while, Yunho focusing on the road, the low volume of the radio keeping it from being overly quiet as y/n searched for her phone in her coat pocket once she heard it start to ring.

Mingi’s name lit up the screen along with his contact photo.

Yunho listened to the one sided conversation from his end, only realizing it was Mingi due to the way y/n bit her lip and seemed to clench her legs together. And the voice she talked to him with was an octave lower, feeled with hidden mischief.

“Wooyoung’s idea….. the Balmain dress you gave me…. Yunho’s with me…..”

Yunho glanced at her out of the corner of his eye as he heard his name watching as a smirk grew on her lips. He wanted more then anything at that moment to know what Mingi was saying that caused her to let out a breathless laugh, eyes now locked on Yunho as he drove. Something about her gaze made him fidget, the one hand he had on the steering wheel gripping it tightly.

“What if it doesn’t work?”

What if what doesn’t work? Yunho’s curiosity was driving him crazy. What were they talking about? He kept glancing towards y/n, not very responsible of him whilst driving. The hand that rested beside him itched to place itself on y/n thigh but it wasn’t his place. Her scent filled the jeep, intoxicating as she giggled at something Mingi was saying. Mingi…. her boyfriend.

Yunho hoped they wouldn’t be out all night, he wasn’t sure how much longer he could control himself from losing it and Mingi had only been gone a day.

“I love you, too.”

Yunho froze, hand gripping the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles began to turn pale white. Mingi had never been in love before, Yunho was certain of that. He knew his best friend almost better than Mingi knew himself. He had dated many times of course, sleeping around here and there but never anything serious.

It hit Yunho then, his heart feeling like it just crumbled inside him.

His two best friends weren’t just dating….

They were in fucking love.

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“What took you so long?” Wooyoung complained when he saw Yunho opening the passenger door for y/n where they parked across the street from the club twenty minutes after 9:00. They were late. Traffic had been a bitch.

“This one couldn’t get her hair to dry.” Yunho answered, removing his coat and leaving him in a long sleeved black button up dress shirt, the top two buttons undone, he didn’t want to lose his coat in the club.

“Oh,” y/n removed her own coat, last time someone stole her favorite red trench coat. Yunho’s adams apple noticeably moved as he gulped taking in her dress she had on. His height giving him the perfect view down the valley of her breast. “shit it’s cold!” She shivered as Wooyoung grabbed her hand. “ come on, Vernon is holding our spot at the door.”

Yunho gripped her coat tightly in his hand after she handed it to him, eyes following her, never leaving her ass in the dress. He really wished they had taken an uber because he could really use a drink. He sat her coat along with his his in the passenger seat before locking up his jeep and following after them.

The club was already packed, loud music bumping, bodies all over each other, dancing, kissing and more that would cause some to avert their gaze.

“Damn, y/n” Jongho appeared having already been there an hour. He tossed his arm around her shoulders. “I think I’m a little jealous of Mingi hyung.” He looked over his shoulder, smirking deviously. He was a menace to his hyungs. “right, Yunho?”

Yunho, whose eyes were glued to y/n exposed legs, snapped his gaze up to Jongho and glared at him, flipping him off behind y/n back causing the younger man to snicker. “I have something for all of us!” Jongho reached into his jacket pocket when they caught up with the rest of their friends. Yunho nodded a greeting to San and Chan.

“Got these from Seonghwa…” Jongho pulled out a ziplock bag that had seven bright purple gummies shaped like rockets inside. “said they were highly potent.” He grinned as he passed them out. “I’m driving.” Yunho shook his head when he was offered one.

“Come on, Yunho,” Jongho urged him, smirking. “you know you’re the best designated high driver.”

“That’s true,” y/n held her gummy in between her fingers, bringing it up to her lips, smirking at Yunho. “remember that time you got us back home after that batch of Johnny Suh’s special brownies?” Yunho watched her with a heated stare as she darted her tongue out just a little to taste the sour coated gummy, the bitter taste of thc mixed with grape hitting her tastebuds.

Yunho turned his eyes back to the gummy Jongho still held out, fuck he was about to be irresponsible but there was no way he was gonna be able to handle watching y/n in that dress much longer sober. “Fuck it.” He grabbed the gummy, popping it in his mouth and chewing, making a face at the bitter sour taste and grape wasn’t exactly his favorite flavor.

“There we go!” Jongho cheered, eating his own gummy. “Now drinks!”

“That, I have to sit out.” Yunho declared, eating the gummy was one thing and Yunho had a high tolerance for thc, but he was absolutely not driving home after drinking. “Suit yourself.” Jongho called the bartender over, ordering a round of shots of soju.

Everyone grabbed a shot aside from Yunho who leaned against the bar beside y/n watching as they all tossed their heads back, the alcohol burning their throats only a little. “ROUND TWO!” Jongho exclaimed. He was still in his last year of university so before he graduated next year he was planning on getting as much partying and drinking out of his system before then.

They drank four shots in total before Jongho grabbed y/n hand, begging her to go dance with him. Wooyoung dragged Vernon along after them, Vernon shaking his head no, he did not dance. San and Chan stayed at the bar, the lovesick couple already shamelessly making out.

Now….. now Yunho was jealous. It was just Jongho but Yunho didn’t like the way he had his hands on y/n waist. Didn’t like the way he was making her laugh. It wasn’t like seeing her with Mingi. With Mingi, Yunho didn’t want to move Mingi from the situation more so that he wanted to join him.

He felt himself freeze, his heart was beating so fast but it felt like it was in slow motion. He felt himself blinking, the colorful lights in the club feeling ultra bright. Oh shit. That gummy is beating his ass.

“Yunho?”

Oh, FUCK HIS LIFE! He slowly turned around coming face to face with his ex girlfriend. “Hana?” He had broken up with her over a year ago after realizing he could never be the boyfriend she wanted as long as he was in love with y/n.

“I thought clubbing wasn’t your thing?” Hana leaned against the bar beside him, looking up at him through her long fake lashes, the red mini dress she had on leaving little to the imagination.

“I…. Uh…” Fuck that gummy was hitting hard, he wondered if the others were feeling it to? “I’m just here with….” His gaze looked back towards where he had last seen y/n and Jongho. The two nowhere in sight or lost in the crowd of people dancing. “Them.” He nodded at San and Chan who still had yet to remove themselves from one another, extra grabby and touchy and needy now that the gummy was hitting them too.

“They’re certainly…”Hana trailed off as San finally removed his mouth from Chan’s neck, whispering something in his boyfriend’s ear before the two of them disappeared together in the dance crowd. “still as obsessed with each other as ever.” They had started dating not long before Yunho and Hana had though, the two of them looked like they weren’t breaking up anytime soon.

“How have you been?” Yunho felt her hand touch his arm, trailing up and down. Her touch was a million miles away from him though as he desperately searched his slightly unfocused sight through everyone dancing, he felt like an addict who hadn’t even tasted their addiction yet. Where was y/n?

Y/N was watching him from her spot at the other end of the bar. She clenched her hand around her drink, glaring at Hana.

“Don’t make yourself so obvious.” Jongho followed her gaze. “Plus being jealous over someone flirting with someone who isn’t your boyfriend….” he smirked as he trailed off, y/n downing the rest of her drink before shoving past Jongho.

“You’ll probably have to make him jealous.” Mingi’s voice rang in the back of her mind as she shoved through the dancing bodies, the effects of the gummy coursing through her clouding any nerves or doubt about what she was going to do.

“I saw your mom a few months ago, she said you were in Los Angeles…”

“You talked to my mother?” Yunho finally looked at Hana. His mom didn’t even like her. Such a rude girl, honestly, honey, you should be with someone like y/n. His mother loved y/n, he suddenly wondered if she knew about y/n and Mingi….

His thoughts were put on pause, Hana’s voice going through one ear and out the other when he finally found y/n again. It was like something inside him snapped. His eyes darkened, jaw clenched. He left Hana to herself as he shoved his way into the dancing crowd.

“Move.” Yunho’s voice left no room for argument, the deep treble causing the guy who had been trying to place his hands on y/n waist to jump, apologizing. “Sorry, I didn’t know she was here with anyone.”

Yunho didn’t spare the guy a second glance, he’d blame his actions later on the high amount of thc in his system. Y/N looked up at him, biting her lip to keep from smirking at his actions. “I didn’t realize I suddenly had a bodyguard.” She was joking, teasing him. Her body temperature suddenly hot, face flushed from dancing and the way Yunho’s large hands were on her waist.

He pulled her flush against him, her hands gripping at his shirt, eyes wide and captivated by the dark look in his eyes. She’d never seen Yunho like this, it caused her heart to try and beat out of her chest. The feel of one of his hands moving lower from her waist left a hot flustered trail behind before he suddenly spun her around, back against his chest. Yunho once again gripped her waist, y/n hands finding his own, holding onto him. The tension between them now so thick not even a sword could cut it.

“Yun…” Her voice was breathless, the feel of him pressed so tightly behind her, the way his lips grazed her ear as he leaned down to speake to her over the loud music. “I thought you wanted to dance?” He began to help her move against him, guiding her as y/n had lost all train of thought really the second he touched her. Eyes were on them, their friends spotting them not sure what it was exactly between them and Mingi. Hana glaring at them, she always hated y/n. Even when herself and Yunho had been together, y/n was always around or Yunho would find a reason to bring her up. Seeing him now, the intimacy in which they danced together had Hana beyond seeing red. She always had a feeling y/n was the reason Yunho had broken up with her.

Yunho knew he was crossing the line, y/n was with Mingi now, friends don’t dance like this. He was also pretty sure this is definitely not what Mingi meant by keeping an eye on her. She felt so good against him though, his senses and touch amplified by the gummy he ate. He wasn’t thinking, only that y/n had the most delectable looking neck, his mouth ghosting over her skin before latching onto the exact spot Mingi had left his own mark.

A moan that y/n could not suppress escaped her just loud enough Yunho could hear it in the loud club. His teeth nipped at her, tongue darting out to soothe the spot, Mingi’s mark darkening from Yunho’s feverish hungry tasting. The moan y/n had let out causing him to pull away, leaning his forehead down atop her head trying to control himself. She moaned. Fuck! She moaned because of him.

Yunho was teetering on the edge of something dangerous. Something that wasn’t his. His conscious was yelling at him to back up, just go outside and get some fresh air. Distance himself. But the haze the gummy had put him under didn’t listen.

“YUNHO!”

Jongho shouting pulled him out of his trance he had been in, backing away from y/n just enough to turn around and see Jongho calling for him where their friends were holding Wooyoung back from a fight. Damn it. He sighed, grabbing y/n hand and pulling her along with him back towards the bar. “What the fuck did you all do?”

“It’s not my fault his girlfriend wanted to join us.” Wooyoung smirked at the guy who was waiting for the opportunity to lunge at him, San and Chan holding him back. “What?” Y/N looked at her brother who was very smug at the moment where he leaned back against Vernon. “We were just looking for a third for the night, a little company,” it’s something Wooyoung and Vernon did every now and then, it’s not like they were aware the girl they both decided on to join them, if she wanted of course, and boy did she, had a boyfriend.

“Look,” Yunho rolled his eyes. “I’m sure this is just a misunderstanding.”

“The misunderstanding is you all thinking I’m not going to kick his ass!” The man yelled, breaking away from San and Chan, charging at Wooyoung.

“HOLY SHIT!” Jongho exclaimed as the man was suddenly on the floor, groaning and holding his nose that was now bleeding.

“Ouch!” Y/N shook her hand, it was sure to bruise after the punch she had just made.

Wooyoung was laughing now along with Jongho. “I love you!” Y/N grunted as her brother squeezed her into a tight hug. “Defending my honor!”

“You have no honor, Woo.” She joked as the guy’s girlfriend Wooyoung and Vernon had been trying to hook up with approached them. “Do you still want to take me home?” She asked, eying Vernon who looked towards his boyfriend. “Well…”

“Of course, darling.” Wooyoung pulled away from y/n, biting his bottom lip as he pulled the girl close with an arm around her waist. “Vernon, call an uber.”

“We should get out of here.” Yunho tugged y/n back by her hand, security was getting closer, only being delayed as they had to shove through the crowded club.

“Y/N, you knocked him the fuck out!” Jongho kissed her on the cheek before darting after San and Chan who also stopped to praise her “amazing right hook” San had declared.

“Come on,” Yunho gripped her hand with his own, pushing through the crowd that had enveloped the guy y/n had punched. Yunho would never say out loud how hot he had thought it was.

“Are you leaving?” Hana had stopped in front of them, pausing their leave. A groan escaped Yunho, he completely forgot she was there. Hana turned a sneer towards y/n who looked back at her with a glare. “Are you two together now?” Her questioned cause y/n to squeeze Yunho’s hand, biting her bottom lip to refrain from saying something snarky back. She never liked Hana. Her best friend’s ex girlfriend was too snobby, too rude and distasteful. She never understood what Yunho had even seen in her to begin with.

“I guess I shouldn’t be too shocked,” Hana turned her sneer towards Yunho. “you always were in love with her.”

Yunho wished a hole would open up and swallow him right there. “Shut up.” He went to pull y/n with him around Hana but his ex just stepped right back in his way. “What? You thought I didn’t know?” Hana scoffed as she looked back at y/n. “He moaned your name once. I was sucking his dick and he moaned your name.”

Yunho felt the color drain from his face. He remembered. He had been a little drunk and y/n name had spilled from him like word vomit.

Y/N couldn’t control the smirk that pulled at her lips, the words that left her she would, much like Yunho, blame on the high level of thc and the alcohol she had consumed. “How he could ever moan my name why getting his dick sucked by you is beyond me…” She licked her lips, stepping forward, leaving only an inch between her and Hana as she got right in her face. “because if I was sucking his dick, he wouldn’t be able to remember his own name let alone mine.”

Yunho tugged y/n back, her words replaying on a loop in his head. “Bye, Hana.”

His ex was too stunned to speak a word, watching them with a flabbergasted expression on her face as Yunho guided y/n out of the club.

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The ride back home was silent, not even the radio was on. Y/N clasped her hands together in her lap, snuggling into her coat and glancing at Yunho. His left hand gripped the steering wheel, his other resting beside him, his entire aura seeming tense. He hadn’t said another word after they left the club.

“because if I was sucking his dick, he wouldn’t be able to remember his own name let alone mine.”

Yunho couldn’t get her words out of his head. Images of her on her knees, him heavy and full in her mouth. Great. Now he was hard. His focus strained on the road, gritting his teeth and his hand tightening on the steering wheel.

He just needed to get home, take a cold shower, sleep the rest of the effects of the gummy off and forget this night ever happened.

It was a great plan in his head.

“Are you mad at me?”

Y/N voice startled him, his heart skipping a beat. “What?” He didn’t even recognize his own voice. It was much deeper, raspier and caused y/n to clench her legs together.

Fuck his voice was hot. She was seeing glimpses of Yunho that in the ten years of knowing him she had never witnessed before. And she suddenly found herself addicted, she needed more. See how far she could push him. “Are you mad at me?” She repeated.

Yes. “No.” He lied and she knew he was. Yes. Yes he’s mad. Mad at her for making him get jealous. Mad at the dude that tried touching her. Mad at Hana for outing one of his dirty little secrets. Mad at Mingi for making him promise to look after her. Mad at Mingi making a move instead of himself. Mad at both Mingi and y/n for falling in love. And he was most certainly livid at himself for being a pussy for so long and not getting her first.

It grew silent again, remaining that way for the last ten minutes it took to get home. It was silent the entire time it took to get to the floor of their apartment, the elevator ride up to the fourth floor feeling like an eternity.

The silence broke as soon as they stepped inside the apartment.

“Why do you do that?” Y/N folded her arms across her chest, spinning around to face him as soon as she kicked her black combat boots off.

“Do what?” Yunho kicked his own shoes off, tugging his coat as well, the heat in the apartment up high. Perfect for the cold shower he was about to jump in and relieve the boner in his pants that was a prominent bulge now.

“Pretend like you aren’t angry? Yunho, I know you, there’s no way you are not pissed!”

He clenched his jaw, reminding himself that she was high and a bit drunk. “And what do I have to be pissed about?” In truth, he wanted to hear her say it.

Y/N bit her lip before speaking, meeting his gaze. “You know what.” His heated stare was making her nervous now that they were alone in a room together.

“No, y/n,” he started to walk closer to her, “I don’t know, so…” he closed the distance, walking her backwards into the wall. “please…” his arms caged her in, tilting his head down to just barely graze her lips with his own, her eyes wide, heart pounding. “tell me.”

Y/N was breathing hard, shaky breaths leaving her parted lips. She almost begged him to kiss her. “That I’m with Mingi.” Her answer hit him, Yunho eyes tracing down her face and stopping at his perfect view down her breast in her dress, her coat still on but left open.

“Y/N….” His voice was pleading, at himself to pull away from her and go take that cold shower and to her, to let him have her. But that wasn’t an option.

His eyes were already closed so Yunho didn’t see y/n move her hands up to tangle into his hair at the nape of his neck to pull him into a kiss.

Yunho froze, lips not moving with hers as it registered to him. She was kissing him. Seven years he’s been in love with her and finally she was kissing him.

A gasp escaped her when Yunho pushed himself against her, finally returning the kiss, his bulge in his pants rubbing against her stomach. Fuck… he’s so big. Not his dick! Just him in general but she was certain his dick was big too.

“Yunho…” there it was. She was moaning for him again as he broke away from her lips, trailing hot kisses down her neck.

They both jumped, startled at the sudden sound of y/n phone once again ringing from her coat pocket.

Yunho reached inside her pocket, hand grazing her exposed thigh. The light from it glowed against his face at the familiar contact lighting up the screen. “It’s your boyfriend.”

Y/N grabbed her phone from him, watching his retreating back as he turned away from her, leaving her alone, shocked, flustered and voice breathless answering her phone once it started to ring again.

“Mingi, you keep calling and I will start to think you miss me.” She teased him just as she heard the shower in the bathroom turn on.

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His hips don't lie!

For my gir - @dallyna

[kitten4sannie]

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pairing: peter parker/venom! yunho x gf! reader

genre: spider man au, smut

summary: your boyfriend is going through a phase.

w.c: 3.3k (porn with a microscopic amount of plot)

warnings: dom! yunho, sub! reader, venom should have his own warning bc bro is NASTYY (so is yuyu 🤝🏻), partial mind manipulation? on yunho’s part? bc venom is in his head? idk, praise/degradation, pet names/name calling, teasing, fingering, hand kink….,, SIZE KINK., manhandling, pussy eating, tongue kink, raw feral sex (doggy + missionary), bro has a monster cock, also monster fucking!! bc venom takes over <3, cum eating, breeding kink, bulge kink, dacryphilia, mind break, record breaking creampie

a/n: listen …….i LOVE venom, the things i would let venom do to me would set humanity back at least fifty years. NOW VENOM YUNHO ON THE OTHER HAND,, oh boy. boyyyy oh boy. i don’t think i have to explain myself when it comes to that combination bc this fic speaks for itself lol. are you curious now? why don’t you give it a peek then, hm? (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ and then lemme know what you thought of it pretty please? <3

song rec: new woman - lisa feat. rosalía (get it bc he’s a new man - bc of venom - 😼)

fictober 2024

“And just where have you been, Jeong Yunho?” you asked your boyfriend in a more teasing manner than anything, once he snuck in past the sliding glass door of the balcony, getting up from the couch you were waiting restlessly on. When he stood there silently just looking at you through the white eye shaped sections of his mask, you pouted, nervously wrapping a lock of hair around your finger. “Just be honest with me and I won’t be mad, okay?” 

Despite the lack of sleep, you were ready for him this time. He wasn’t about to casually sneak in or out of the house another night that week without you catching him. Usually, you wouldn’t have been concerned because you were used to him being gone when there was crime taking place or a super villain that needed to be brought to justice, but recently…your boyfriend was acting strange. He was starting to become moody and secretive, opting to brush you off when you asked him about it. Yunho had even taken up using substances in his free time, finding him drunk or high off his ass in the apartment when you got home from work. The final straw was when you came home one night to find him in the kitchen with freshly dyed hair and new piercings he had given himself, a few empty boxes of black hair dye and bloody safety pins laying haphazardly on the kitchen counter. 

Yunho took off his mask and rubbed at his eyes like he was tired, leaving a bit of smeared eyeliner underneath them, before shoving his hands into the pockets of his frayed jacket, the one that was slightly zipped just enough to cover his iconic red suit. 

“She knows about us,” said the annoying parasite that had just recently made a home inside him. “We should eat her.”

“No, I’m not doing that,” Yunho grumbled, running his fingers through his hair in frustration. 

You walked up to him, gently putting a hand on his chest. “Yun, I just wanna know where you were at, that’s all. You know I respect your space,” you murmured, your pout growing slightly, your eyebrows upturned with concern. 

“She’s looking at us with those big round eyes again, Yunho,” Venom told his host, letting out a disgusting groan only he could hear. “It’s gonna make us hard. If we’re not going to eat her, let’s fuck her, at least.” 

“Mingi asked me to take care of some douchebags that had been causing trouble at that new club he works at. That’s all, baby,” Yunho replied softly, reaching down to press the back of his hand against your cheek, before cupping it. He noticed the teary look inside your doe eyes. “Hey, are you okay?” 

You nuzzled into his big warm hand, before reaching up and wrapping your arms around his neck to hold your boyfriend close. “I’m fine…I’ve just been worried about you, Yun. You’ve been acting a bit…different.” 

“Let’s show her just how different we’ve become, Yunho,” Venom egged him on, knowing Yunho could feel just how much he wanted to break through the barrier of his host’s mind and take control. “She’ll love it.”

How could he possibly explain to you that he was always in a never ending battle with a frightening otherworldly parasite that had found its way inside of him? You would be so scared and disgusted, you’d probably never trust him again. He couldn’t risk losing you, not when you were his only anchor to the normal life he desperately craved, and the first person he’s ever felt this strongly about. 

“I’m just going through a phase, I think,” Yunho expressed wholeheartedly, resting his hands around your waist, his thumbs slightly pressing into your hip bones through your sleep shirt, feeling just how delicate you truly were. You were so small compared to him, practically swimming in one of his band t-shirts that you regularly wore to bed; you were so tiny and cute, and…”Malleable,” Venom finished. Yunho couldn’t tell if the parasite was influencing all of his thoughts or if he was just that perverted. 

“Do you wanna talk about it, Yun?” You pressed yourself closer to Yunho, feeling his large hands enclose around your small waist, making you feel a bit dizzy. When he shook his head, you tilted yours, wondering if what you felt pushing against your middle was exactly what you thought it was. “Or, do you want to take me to bed?” 

It had felt like forever since Yunho had touched you, kissed you even. You had almost forgotten what it was like to feel him inside you, filling you up over and over again until his love spilled out. Just the thought alone made your body begin to overheat. Was it wrong of you to take his simple answer at face value? Should you have pushed the issue, instead of letting him push you back into the wall of the hallway? You weren’t sure, but you were just grateful that your boyfriend still wanted you like this. 

“Did punching those guys at the club make you this horny?” you asked playfully, a sudden shiver of pleasure shooting up your spine when Yunho’s warm hands snaked up underneath your shirt and began groping at your tits.

“So horny,” Yunho joked back, a shaky exhale escaping his bobbing throat as he swallowed. 

 “Nnngh, I didn’t know fighting crime did it for you, Yun.” 

“Knowing I’m already getting your little pussy wet just from this is what’s doing it for me, baby,” he whispered into your ear, having to practically lower himself to your height just to do so, able to clearly hear the breathless moan that left your lips. Yunho was already breathing hard, his mind swimming with constant racing thoughts that all pertained to his pretty little girlfriend and what he was going to do to you, squishing your soft flesh in between his slender fingers, using his thumbs to rub your hardening nipples in teasing circles. 

It had felt like eternity since Yunho had allowed himself to feel you underneath his touch, to even simply look at you with unbridled lust. He wanted to see all of you, witness the way you completely opened yourself up to him. It was driving him insane. Was it selfish of him to give into temptation when there was something else living inside him? Something that he knew was taking even more pleasure in this than he was? He wasn’t exactly sure, but he knew it was far too late to stop now. 

“Let us see her tits, Yunho, they feel so nice inside our hands, we need to see,” Venom demanded, desperately shaking the bars of his figurative cage. 

When Yunho tugged your shirt up and over your tits, your gasp became muffled, your eyes widening as he stuffed the hem of the shirt into your mouth. You were going to close your legs to keep your arousal from spilling down your thighs, but your eager boyfriend pushed his larger one in between them. 

“You’re so pretty, angel,” Yunho cooed softly, admiring the way you began to grind your cunt against his thigh, despite the sheepish expression you offered him, a bit of drool escaping the corner of his mouth from witnessing such a display of pure desperation. “Look at you go…rubbing yourself all over my thigh like a horny little slut.” 

“N-not a slut,” you whimpered softly, his insult causing a fresh wave of slick to leak out onto Yunho’s torn jeans. “Just need you, Yuyu.” 

“Her breeding hole needs to be trained to handle my size. Do it now,” Venom growled into Yunho’s mind, growing more and more demanding by the second, very aware that his host was starting to lose control of himself. 

“Yeah? How about this?” Yunho pulled your panties to the side so that he could watch as your greedy cunt swallowed up one of his long, bony fingers to the knuckle. “Is that enough, baby?” 

“I meant with your human sized cock, you insufferable prick,” Venom chided, simply not understanding the pleasurable benefits that prolonged foreplay could offer being the inhibited hothead that he was. 

Something about the way Yunho was taking his time with unraveling you, the way he was drinking in the sight of your bare body with pure lust inside his dilated eyes, all while he had one of his digits plunged inside you. It made you pulse and squeeze around it. “F-full.”  

“But I barely fit one finger inside you, sweetheart. What’ll happen if I put another?” Yunho suddenly tugged your borrowed t-shirt up and over your head, leaning in close to your face to catch the way your breath hitched as soon as he slipped another finger inside, curling them just enough to hit your sweet spot each time he finger-fucked you, earning a few whiny moans from his beloved girlfriend. “Oh, that’s right. You turn into my little sex toy, don’t you?” 

“Y-esss, Yuyu, just for you, fuck,” you cried out, hooking your arms around his neck to keep yourself from completely melting into the floor. 

“That’s a good girl,” he groaned into your ear, quickly stuffing his thick digits into you, unable to get Venom’s ungodly thoughts out of his head all the while, unable to keep himself from shoving a third finger into you, your slick walls pulsating around him. “You think you’re feeling full now…just wait till my cock’s inside you.”

Gasping, your nails dug into his back through his clothes. “Oh my god, Yunho, give it to me, please, please, please,” you whined breathlessly into his neck, trembling in his arms as overwhelming pleasure washed over you. “N-need your cock in me.” 

“Fuck, I can’t believe you’re already begging to be fucked like that. I almost forgot how much of a needy little slut you are when you need cock. You like the thought of me stretching out your little pussy that much, huh?” He smiled against your heated skin when you whimpered and nodded eagerly, not allowing you to witness the brief moment his eyes turned completely black. “I just might split you open.” 

You almost didn’t recognize your boyfriend when he tossed you onto your shared bed like you weighed close to nothing, and you certainly didn’t recognize him when he manipulated your limbs until you were laying with your head down against the mattress and your ass up in the air. Usually, he wanted to do missionary, so that he could kiss and look at you when you both came undone, but now, now he had you in a position that was apparently ‘perfect for breeding’, or at least, that’s what you thought you had heard him mumbling about from behind you. 

“Now’s the time, human. We must show her how great we are,” the alien reminded Yunho, delighted that his black parasitic poison was now making its way through his host’s veins, showing up from underneath his milky skin. It was changing him in ways that would most definitely benefit all three of you. 

Yunho squeezed his large hands into the sides of your ass and spread it open, hyper focused on your dripping cunt and how it struggled to accommodate his obscene size. “Poor baby’s so tiny, my little princess can barely take me inside her pretty cunt,” he sighed, pulling out just enough to send a few strands of spit onto his own cock, lubing up the base of it and pushing back in, a shiver of pleasure shooting up his spine as soon as he heard the broken cry that left your drooling mouth. “Looks like we’re going to have to break you in.” 

You felt like you were losing your mind. Your boyfriend had just barely bottomed out inside of you and you were already about to cream yourself. And, it might’ve been the cock drunk state you were in, but you swore to god that his dick got bigger. It felt like it was kissing your cervix already and he hadn’t even moved yet. Not to mention, it felt so hot inside you, and there was so much pre-cum coating your walls, you almost thought he had came prematurely, but he would’ve been asleep and snoring away already if he did. 

Yunho violently interrupted your train of thought by slamming his hips forward, letting out a deep, long groan as though he were experiencing euphoria. He grabbed your wrists and held them behind your back, tucking them together so that he could hold them both with one large hand, and quickly got to work, yanking you back onto his cock, using you like his own personal sex doll. “That’s fucking it, isn’t it, angel? You like that? You fucking like that?” 

“Yeah, fuck me,” you moaned back, realizing this ‘phase’ of Yunho’s was one of the best things that could’ve ever happened to the both of you, previously unaware that something this rough, something this animalistic, could feel as good as it did. 

“She’s ours, she’s ours, Yunho, fuck, we’re going to cum inside her,” Venom blissfully announced into Yunho’s head, fully taking over his host in that very instant, gracing Yunho with the symbiote’s much more endowed features. 

It was then that you let out a sudden gasp, the air that quickly filled your lungs leaving as a wavering moan of pleasure instead. It was almost as if Yunho’s cock had grown twice in size. You didn’t even know how that was possible, but you were too lost in the moment to question it. “So big, it’s so fucking big, Yunho, nnnngh, it’s gonna break me,” you exhaled, quickly pulling at the sheets once he gifted you partial physical autonomy, your eyes beginning to disappear underneath your eyelashes. 

“That’s right, pretty girl, and you’re going to keep taking it all, even after I’m done impregnating you,” Yunho agreed huskily, bending over you until his overheated body pressed into your shoulders and back, his long fingers curling around the softness of your hips. Just as his never ending seed spilled into you and made its way into your womb, Yunho dragged his long tongue up in between your straining shoulder blades and along your neck, savoring your flavor. He truly wanted to eat you, unable to stop drooling, but the annoying mortal he shared this body with wouldn’t let him. Venom figured he would have to settle for the next best thing.  

You didn’t even have a chance to finish shaking, let alone take a breath, before you were being lifted up and lowered back down onto your boyfriend’s face, your cunt fitting snugly between the curves of Yunho’s lips and nose. Just as he lapped at your extremely sensitive clit and slit, you couldn’t help but jolt away, his forearms suddenly locking tightly around your middle. “O-oh…!” 

“Hold still. Need a taste of this pretty cunt,” Yunho growled under his breath, angling his head back and opening his mouth wide enough so that he could explore the entirety of your used cunt, licking and drinking up the mixed arousal that spilled out of you to his heart’s content.

“Y-yunhooo,” you whined pathetically, reaching forward to hold onto the headboard to keep yourself from passing out from the pleasure that was overloading your mind, looking down to watch how he eagerly nosed at your clit. “Fuck, i’ll cum again…” 

“Then, do it, princess.” Just as he swallowed down more of your wetness, he realized it wasn’t enough, unable to keep himself from sliding the entirety of his tongue inside you, feeling you clench around the base of it. 

“Oh my god, your tongue, it’s so–haaaah,” you reacted breathlessly, digging your nails into the wood of the headboard, the longer his serpent-like tongue slithered in and out of you so seamlessly, unable to fully understand how any of this was possible. When the thickest part of his appendage rubbed at your g-spot, you saw white around your vision, your ears ringing, unable to hear the filthy slurping sounds Yunho was making underneath you as he drank up your squirt. 

When you came to, you were back underneath Yunho, in the missionary position he loved so much, yet this time it was profoundly different. His eyes were as dark as his freshly dyed hair, one corner of his mouth split open, inviting a myriad of long, serrated fangs, all while black wispy tendrils clung onto one side of his face like a second skin. You realized too late why Yunho was acting so out of character, and that you were never actually alone with him the past few weeks. You had an uninvited guest, an alien symbiote known as Venom, to be exact — and here you were, face to face with him, his disgustingly oversized cock stretching you wide open.

“Oh god, you’re actually going to split me open, what the fuck,” you gasped sharply, clutching the sides of Yunho’s cheeks, your fingers tugging at the ends of his sweaty hair. 

“Silly human, as much as we’d enjoy seeing that, you won’t split apart. You have a prime body for breeding, didn’t you know?” he chuckled darkly in a two-toned voice, pressing his hand down into your abdomen to feel the sheer size of himself protruding through your lower belly each time his hips routinely smacked into yours. “We knew Spider-man’s pretty little girlfriend would make a perfect host for our offspring. Just look at you, you’re taking us so well.” 

You didn’t know what was going to break your mind first, the fact that you were essentially being used as a breeding tool for an alien that would take great pleasure in swallowing you whole, or the fact that your cunt was eagerly swallowing up something so absurdly large, its heavy girth and width stretching you so wide, it felt as though you would fall apart at any given time. Despite the insanity of it all, your body and mind welcomed it, creaming yourself on his alien cock. 

“Good girlll,” Yunho praised, letting his long slimy tongue slip out to lick up the side of your cheek until he tasted the salt from the tears that fell down your face. He fully sheathed himself inside you one last time, before his large hands cemented around your waist, holding you completely still as his hot load joined the other one he had previously fucked into you, his heavy breaths warming the skin of your neck. “That’s it, princess, take it all, just like that…” 

You could hardly breathe, let alone move, simply laying still in your boyfriend’s arms, taking everything he gave you, as wave after wave of cum coated the insides of your aching cunt and flooded womb, some of it spilling down the insides of your legs and dripping onto the stained sheets below. It felt so good to be filled up in such a way that you came again without direct stimulation, letting out a broken cry, before Yunho silenced you with a kiss. 

When you opened your teary eyes, your boyfriend’s previously monstrous traits were gone, instead replaced with his usual soft, flushed features that you adored so much. You watched him open and close his mouth, as if he didn’t know what to say. You pressed another kiss to his lips, gently running your fingers through his hair. “Should we go to the drugstore to get Plan B?”

Yunho gave you a goofy, though apologetic smile, leaning his face into your neck to give it a few kisses. He pulled himself back up to face you, his eyebrows upturned. “D-do you think it would work on an alien symbiote?” 

You patted his head, knowing what you signed up for when you decided to date the Spider-man, figuring one of his superhero friends would have a solution for the both of you. You gave him a soft smile, happy when he returned it. “If not, let’s get a refund.” 

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literally shaking while i read this 😭😭😭 MY STOMACH HURTS YUNNIE COME HOME

over the line • yunho

yunho is the perfect boyfriend; kind, loving and an utter gentleman. but there’s something darker, hidden beneath the gentle exterior— and you’re going to prove it.

warnings: dom breaking, hard dom!yunho, sub!reader, heavy degradation, pussy slapping, face fucking, under-negotiated kink but it’s fiction so it’s fine but don’t do it, names (slut, bitch, little girl, sir)

word count: 1.7k

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from the moment you met, yunho was an absolute gentleman. so much so that you didn’t believe it at first— you thought surely his years as an idol, putting on a happy, adoring face to his fans no matter his mood, had merely taught him to wear a persona, and you were simply waiting for it to break. but it didn’t— as your relationship progressed you saw just how kind, generous and utterly perfect he really was.

but you saw something else, too. a darkness. a glint. a hint of something else, bubbling beneath the surface. if he even knew about it, he definitely didn’t know you knew; it was so subtle that most people wouldn’t have picked up on it— but you’re not most people. you picked up on it.

it was the twitch of his jaw when you spoke back to him. the way his eyes flashed, just for a moment, when you teased or challenged him— picking fights and daring him to retaliate knowing he wouldn’t. it was the way he held you in public; the tightening of his grip when he’d catch another man looking at you. it was the calm, collected way he did things— the control he held over every situation. it was him. you knew there was something in there, deep inside of him; a hunger, a restraint. something simmering. you wanted it.

you’d always joked around with yunho; like any other couple, you messed with each other. so it wasn’t too out of the ordinary when you ramped it up. when you challenged him more, just to see how he’d react. when you’d playfully slap him, just to see if he’d break. when you’d dare him to show you what he’s got.

what finally breaks the dam isn’t what you’d have guessed; then again, few things about yunho are what you’d have guessed. it’s a friday evening, a long-overdue quiet night-in after a hectic few weeks of promotions and awards. your boyfriend has been exhausted. you’ve seen it on his face the whole time, in the slumping of his shoulders as though his own body weight is too much to carry when he shuffles into the house at an unholy hour. but it’s over now, finally, and he’s quickly bouncing back. you’ve been so worried about him and his health that your little mission — release the kraken, your best friend had termed it when you’d discussed it with her — has completely slipped your mind. looking back, maybe that’s what he was waiting for. you to let your guard down. make it easier for him to pounce.

stepping out of the shower, you elect not to bother getting changed— the towel is warm and fluffy, fresh out the dryer, and you’re feeling lazy after a day of cleaning. seeing you prance into the living room, yunho cocks a brow from his seat on the couch, curious. “where’s your pjs, honey?” he asks.

you shrug, flopping down next to him and swinging your legs over his lap. his hand curls around your ankle instinctively, rubbing the soft skin of your leg. you sigh contentedly. you could happily stay like this forever.

but you don’t. a few minutes and some futile channel surfing later, and you find yourself in a stalemate over what to watch. you want to find a chick flick on netflix; he wants some stupid sports thing, and while you rant about how utterly stupid those sport shows are and how utterly stupid he is for wanting to watch them when devil wears prada is right there, he watches you with the same small, cool smile as always until finally, before either of you know what’s happening, he snaps.

“enough.”

it happens before you even register it; yunho moves quickly and in a moment he’s on top of you, face inches from yours with his hand on your neck. caught off guard, you yelp, struggling in his hold until his other hand comes down to grip your waist with a strength that invites no discussion and you finally still. “predictable,” he chuckles. his eyes are darker than you’ve ever seen them and he looks completely irate.

“yunho—”

“this is what you wanted, right?” he asks, grip tightening around your neck. you make a noise, though a noise of what you aren’t quite sure, and he chuckles. his smile fades as quickly as it came. “fucking slut,” he snarls. “you think i didn’t know what you were doing? you think i’m stupid or something?”

you shake your head, too stunned to speak. you don’t… fuck. your brain is going fucking numb already. less than a minute and you’re complete and utter putty in his hands. he smirks, clearly thinking the same thing and you swallow a laugh. you fucking knew it.

“you wanted me to be mean to you,” he says, “you wanted me to take control. didn’t you?”

you say nothing— you don’t know what you’d say even if your mouth didn’t feel glued shut. you’re actually, genuinely speechless.

you nod and he stares at you for a second, face blank. his lips twitch, gaze flickering down for a moment before returning to meet your eyes. “open your legs.”

you don’t know why you don’t obey. you always obey yunho, from his simplest requests to those (formerly, you dare to hope) rare moments where he was a little more firm; you always listen to him. but now, with him exactly where you want him and you exactly where you’ve dreamed of being, you feel… stuck. frozen. maybe it’s the nerves; the excitement; or the helpless feeling of being under his gaze— of being prey. but your legs just. don’t. move.

yunho snorts. “pathetic.” you don’t have time to savour the way that word sounds from your sweet, gentle boyfriend’s mouth before said sweet, gentle boyfriend is grabbing your knees and yanking them apart hard. you squeak, blushing red from being fully exposed (the towel being long forgotten) and, judging by the look on his face, soaking wet.

“i’ve never seen you this turned on,” he says, “without even being touched. sick little girl.”

he releases one of your legs, hand travelling downwards until you feel something warm pressing against you; his long, thick finger, running through your folds and gathering your wetness. you jolt, caught by surprise, and the movement stops. he turns his gaze back to you, looking displeased. “bad girl,” he tuts. you don’t even have time to apologise before he’s wound his hand back and slapped your pussy with his open palm. you yell, aroused and pained— yunho hits hard. the smirk on his face tells you he knows it.

“you liked that,” he says. “you’re a painslut.”

“yunho,” you whine.

his brows furrow, displeased again. “hm, no,” he says, shaking his head. “i think ‘sir’ sounds better, don’t you?”

fuck. you’re pretty sure you’d let this man do anything to you right now. you nod. “yes, sir.”

“get down,” he says, pointing to the floor. “you’re gonna earn my forgiveness.”

whining softly, you shuffle off the couch and let yourself fall down to your knees until you’re face to face with his clothed bulge— a familiar position, but not usually so… intense. not usually with such anger and hunger in your boyfriend's eyes. he pulls his dick out, already hard and weeping as he beckons you closer. “suck,” he orders.

“yes, sir,” you whisper. you reach to hold his shaft in your hand as you usually do and he slaps you away. “i didn’t tell you to touch me,” he says, “that mouth is the only thing i have use for now. so use it.”

when this is over, you’re going to gloat, you think— gloat that you were right all a-fucking-long, you’re always right, you’re a genius, and your scheme was a success. and if that makes yunho angry like this again, so be it.

the feeling of his cock slamming against the back of your throat makes you forget everything else. you scream, as much as one can scream with a cock in their mouth, and try to pull away from it until yunho grabs your hair, forcing you back down onto it. “keep it in your mouth, bitch,” he growls. “make me feel good.”

tears already clouding your vision, you nod, beginning to work his dick with your tongue the way you’re used to. he grunts and moans, grip in your hair growing tighter and tighter as he holds your face firmly down on his cock. within a few minutes he’s fucking your face, hitting your throat again and again and you feel the drool pooling in your lap.

“stop fucking choking on it,” he grunts. “i trained you better than that, fucking act like it.”

you know you’re fully crying now; you feel the tears streaming down your face as you struggle to take him in your mouth, gagging and spluttering while he fucks your throat faster and faster. “fuck,” he says, “fuck, i should’ve whored you out like this so fucking long ago. keep fucking taking it.”

so you do; you take it with everything you have. all your focus is on yunho now; on making him feel good the way he’d ordered you too. and if he’s noticed the way you’re grinding against the floor, desperate for friction against your sopping pussy, then you’re doing such a good job that he’s chosen not to mention it. when he finally comes down your throat, unloading with a yell, you’re both on the brink of collapse and desperate for more. “swallow,” yunho says as he pulls out. he watches as you obey and when your vision finally clears and you come back down to earth, he has that same gentle expression he always does. he leans down to gather you up, lifting you into his arms and running his hand up and down your back.

“well,” he says, “that’s what you wanted, right?”

“yes— fuck,” you breathe. “yes, yunho.”

“good girl,” he smiles. he strokes your tear-streaked cheeks tenderly, watching as your eyes begin to droop and he chuckles. “go to sleep, baby,” he whispers. “and when you’re up, i’ll fuck that little hole until you see stars.”

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