#and this ladies and gentlemen is why I don't write smut lmao

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Part of me wants to just go ham wild and request AlL oF tHeM but i really shouldnt bc that is cruel and unusual. So, first and foremost, I demand the "daddy" prompt *cough* "slap me daddy" *cough* I am also curious how you would interpret "say it again" OwO! ♡♡♡

THIS IS A CHRISTIAN BLOG!!! A M E N 

i can’t believe you made me write this. I’m gonna go cry now omg

Sighing, Mc sprawled herself out on the couch. Looks like it was going to be one of those days. Boredom had been eating her up from the inside ever since this morning. A nice planned breakfast was foiled by her boyfriend unceremoniously grabbing his plate and announcing: “Gotta work.”, before he vanished into his office and didn’t come out since. 

The young woman had used that chance to get some chores done. But by afternoon the bunker was so clean, they could eat off the floor if they wanted to. Mc grimassed at the thought. Better not let Saeyoung know or he’d actually try. Even if just to annoy his brother. Speaking of which, he was out. So not even the more reserved twin was able to pay some attention to her. 

Outrageous.

And absolutely annoying.

Pretending she did not do so about ten minutes ago, she checked her phone, circling through the same five apps she’s kept going back to over and over and over again, just to see that nothing really changed. Social media let her down the most. No new posts, her feed looked like a wasteland and even the messenger was completely empty. Safe for some minor status changes here and there, but it was nothing worth paying a lot attention to. God, what would she give for anything to do.

Mc’s eyes fluttered open as she let out a long yawn. She must’ve fallen asleep. Fair enough, she thought to herself. Another yawn sneaked up on her from deep down. Stretching her tired limbs she reached for her phone.

9pm. Another day of her life just slept away. Or at least half a day. 

A quick search through the rooms of the bunker revealed that Saeyoung was still holed up in front of his workstation. The woman didn’t even bother to knock as she snuck into the dark office. There was barely any light inside, except for the bright computer screen and a very dim desk lamp. Good thing Mc remembered to restock on eye drops the other day. For a moment she was impressed by her own skills, since her boyfriend didn’t seem to have noticed her yet. Until she walked a bit closer, and the light from the screen revealed two cables going down from his ears and connected to his phone. Mc smiled to herself. Saeran must’ve “borrowed” his headset again. 

However, having him distracted gave her a golden opportunity. Mentally trying to silence her heart pounding in her chest, she walked up even closer. Coming to a stop right behind him, she softly put her hands on his shoulders, letting them slide down his upper body as she leaned over to rest her head besides his. Saeyoung jumped in his seat at the sudden contact, pulling out his earbuds, but immediately calming down when he recognized Mc’s perfume. 

“God, you scared me!”, he exclaimed. His chest was heaving from the shock. 

Trying to even his breathing, he leant back into his girlfriends embrace, basking in her presence and the feeling of her hands running over his torso. 

“Was there something you needed?”

“Oh...you know…”, she purred, her voice barely above a whisper, “It’s just that I’ve been starving for your attention all day, daddy…”

Underneath her fingertips, she could feel a shiver running through his body like a surge of electricity. 

“Wh- did you just? What did you say?” The blue light emitting from the screen revealed the red tint growing over his face and his neck. 

Grinning, Mc leaned even closer, tickling his sensitive skin with her breath. 

“Daddy.”

Within the blink of an eye he had turned around to her and build himself up in front of her. Gripping her jaw firmly, Saeyoung made her look up at him. 

“Do you have any idea what you’re doing?” A throaty murmur, accompanied by darkened eyes searching the young woman’s face. 

“Do you not like it?”

Hungry lips crashed onto hers as he pulled her closer to him, his hands roaming over her body. Clever fingers slipped underneath her shirt, hovering over her skin, caressing her. 

Mc let out a soft moan, as her boyfriends featherlight kisses and soft bites wandered from her mouth, to her neck and back up to the shell of her ear. 

“Say it again.”