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deadseobwalking · 2 years ago

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i would like to request an atbo junseok smut and also an epex amin smut just anything please😭

i just wanna throw this out there, and i'm not meaning to sound rude in any way at all but, i DO NOT write smut for anyone 19 or younger. by korean law, they are still minors so i will refrain from writing about them for now. see my jan 2 post for more information.

however, i am in LOVE with junseok so here's a very late christmas gift from me :)

ROYAL TREATMENT — OJS

cw: smut, name calling, alcohol consumption, oral (m+f receiving), breeding kink if you squint

wc: 1.8k

a/n: i hope you enjoy! sorry it took a while, haven't wrote proper smut since all mine </3 this was a collab between me and my friend:)

RAKWON had decided to throw a small get together for new years but little did he know that won bin would invite over 60 people.

quickly the house was packed, bodies moving to the music as drinks were poured again and again.

you, being an introvert, fought your way into the kitchen where you found junseok and junmin.

"it's a bit much, isn't it?!", junmin yelled over the music

"no shit sherlock!", you responded, raising your cup to your lips to take a sip of your drink

but junseok stepped in, taking the cup from you, you giving him a confused look.

"if you set down your cup at all tonight, i wouldn't drink it, just in case someone had spiked it"

he got behind you, his hand tilting your head upwards to look at him as the bottle he had been drinking all night raised up. he began to drink before holding your neck and letting the strong alcohol spill out of his mouth into yours.

the scene was hot, clear liquor filling your mouth before junseok kisses your lips.

he lets go of your neck, walking back to his spot next to junmin and drinking more from the bottle. your eyes were wide as you stared at your friend.

the friend you never once thought of in a romantic or sexual way. i mean, sure you thought he was attractive but nothing could make you think about him in that way.

"can i help you, princess?", he smirked, drinking more before winning at you.

maybe it was the alcohol or the insane amount of body heat surrounding you, but you were beginning to get a little bothered.

your eyes scanned his frame, the white button up tight around his slightly defined muscles and the slick black bottoms hugging his thighs wonderfully.

you walk towards him, taking the bottle from his hand before chugging a good bit and walking to the dance floor with all the other people.

you go up to hyunjun, dancing with him with junseok's eyes carefully watching you.

he watched as his friend touched your waist. he watched as hyunjun grind against you. and he especially watched as you turned and pressed your ass against him.

junseok scoffs under his breath, taking one more huge drink of the bottle before putting it on the counter and walking out to the dance floor.

he was drunk, sure but not drunk enough to be okay with you and hyunjun groping at each other the way you two are.

his brain was telling him to stop moving towards you but his heart was yelling at him to punch hyunjun.

hyunjun held your hips as you rubbed your ass on his cock but your fun with him was quickly stopped as junseok grabbed your arm and pulled you away.

"what the fuck!"

he didn't respond, only taking you away to an empty room before slamming the door once you both are in the room.

he pushed you, backing you into a wall and stepping up to you, "what the fuck is your problem?"

"no, what's your problem?! it's new year's, let me have fun!"

"not with him"

"why not with him?"

he couldn't think of a logical reason as to why you couldn't be so close to hyunjun.

"he has a girlfriend"

you give him a look, "no he does not. why would you even try to lie to me?"

junseok sighed, not wanting to say the real reason why.

you scoff, "now if you'll excuse me, i'm going to hyunjun, who will let me get drunk and dance with him"

you try to walk away but he grabs your arm, pulling you into his chest.

"it's because i like you, [name]"

"i don't want you dancing with hyunjun because i want you to be dancing with me. i want you drinking with me. and i especially want you to kiss me"

he pulled you closer, his hand on the small of your back, "can you please kiss me [name]?"

junseok looks into your eyes, then your lips before he looks into your eyes again. he leans in slow, waiting for you to do the same.

and you do, tilting your head slightly before he places a gentle kiss on your lips.

his hand placed on your cheek as your lips moved together in perfect sync, his thumb stroking your jaw and his other hand making its way towards your waist, gently pushing you closer to his body.

his tongue wet your lips as he inserted it into your mouth and you could taste the drinks he’d had, bitter spirits with the slightest taste of sweet fruits in his mixed drink. you salivated at the taste of him.

you could feel his hardened cock against your throbbing pussy, your breath started to hitch as you fought with your tongues.

you grinded yourself onto him, you whimpered at the sensation and he bit your lips, grunting out curse words which made him even more attractive.

you pushed his body down onto the small bed in the room you had entered, wrapping your legs around him.

parting your lips and panting for breath, junseok roamed his hands around your body, staring into your eyes, which were almost still fixated on your lips.

his hands went to your clothes, “may i?” he asked, teasing the hem of your bra with his middle finger, you nodded as you helped him strip you bare.

you ran your hands under his shirt, gliding over his toned stomach to his chest as you started to unbutton his white button up and then you made your way down to his pants, palming and teasing his member as you removed his boxers.

junseok looked at you properly, taking in every inch of your body as he pulled you closer to him, resting his nose in the crook of your neck and whispering the word “goddess” in your ear as he nibbled on the skin under it, you couldn’t help but blush at his words.

his lips roamed your body, starting by leaving pinkish marks on your collarbone and working his way down to your breasts and your waist, leaving his nascent marks all over your body and making you roll your head back with pleasure.

he sucked on your nipple and used his hand to massage the other. laying you down properly onto the bed he started making his way down to your stomach and making his way down to your heat, not leaving an inch of your body untouched.

his tongue glided over your folds, teasing your sensitive bud. he spread your legs wider and put his hand to your mouth. you took his middle and ring fingers into your mouth and coated them in your saliva.

he brought his fingers to your pussy and started teasing your entrance. he slowly inserted them into you and you squirmed. at the sensation is he started slowly moving in and out of you.

his pace increased and he started to tease your clit with his tongue once again and you almost couldn’t take it.. you needed him inside of you.

“do you like that princess?” he smirked as he watched you roll your head back in pleasure and you could only moan and nod in response.

you felt your orgasm coming over you and before you could give any warning you released onto his fingers, he licked them clean while staring straight into your glassy eyes, and you swore you heard him mutter the word “tasty” under his breath.

then your senses started coming back to you, even though you were quite drunk, you pushed him under you and then whispered straight into his ear; “now it’s your turn.” nibbling on his ear. He smirked as you started to leave your bright love marks on his abs, leaving sloppy marks everywhere you touched.

both your hands dug into his thighs as you used them to support you and you made your way down to his member, which almost stood up straight. dripping with precum, you spat on your hands and wrapped them around his cock.

you moved your hands up and down as he sharply inhaled every time you stroked him. you teased his tip with your tongue and he rolled his head back. as you engulfed his length he let out little whimpers mixed with his low-pitched grunts.

you started bobbing up and down on him and his fingers entangled themselves between your hair. he used his hands to push you harder onto him. his excessive panting turning into groans. your tongue licks at the base of his cock, some at his balls and his cock twitches inside of your mouth.

junseok was so close and you didn't want him to come yet, though he had other plans.

his hips buck up as he begins to fuck your face. it didn't take long for warm ropes to shoot down your throat and fill your mouth.

you get off his cock, swallowing some of his cum before settling on his lap again and forcing his mouth open. you spit the rest of his cum into his mouth before placing a chastise kiss on his jaw.

he swallows and stares at you, his eyes dark with lust and desire. you stare back at him, fixing his cock in a way to sit on it. when your walls swallow him, his breath gets caught in his throat.

junseok's hands grab a hold of your hips, guiding you up and down his cock, bouncing on it slightly.

but you speed up, his groans and your s filling the room. when your ass hits his thighs, it echoes and pushes junseok to fuck you harder.

his hips rock upwards, slamming yours down on his pelvis. one of his hands sneak down to your puffy clit, rubbing it in circles as you continue to ride him.

his cock twitches inside of you, aching to cum but so were you. his slender fingers stroking you had you on the edge but you didn't wanna cum before him. not that you had a choice.

his fingers tweaked with your clit endlessly, pinching it both softly and harshly, switching between the two. and that pushed you over the edge.

you stopped bouncing on him as your walls tighten around him and your legs shake under his touch. he smirks, laying down and thrusting up into you at a rough pace to reach his own high. and it didn't take long for it to hit. as your soft walls convulsed around him, his cockhead shot warm ropes of cum into you and he kept thrusting, not wanting to stop until you were crying.

right when he was about to lay you down and fuck you again, he hears the doorknob jiggle.

"occupied!", he screamed, flipping your positions.

the jiggling stopped and he leaned down into your ear, whispering, "i'm not gonna stop until you get pregnant, got that princess?"

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ssongsboo · 2 months ago

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❕ : prof!junseok

⟢ deep breath, all mess .ᐟ

the test had been grueling, but you left the classroom with an undeniable sense of triumph. the grade came in just a few days later: 83%.

when you showed it to professor junseok after class, his smirk was almost predatory. he leaned against his desk, his sleeves rolled up again, revealing those impossibly distracting forearms. the top buttons of his shirt were undone, a teasing glimpse of skin visible beneath.

"eighty-three," he mused, dragging his gaze over the paper in your hand before meeting your eyes. "impressive. looks like you've earned your reward."

your pulse spiked as he set the paper aside and gestured for you to follow him. he led you to his office, the click of the lock behind you sending a shiver down your spine.

"sit," he said, his voice firm but not unkind. you obeyed, lowering yourself into the chair across from his desk, your thighs pressing together as you watched him move to his seat. but instead of staying there, junseok rounded the desk, perching on the edge right in front of you.

"do you know why i offered you that deal?" he asked, his voice dropping an octave as his eyes darkened.

you shook your head, too nervous- and too eager- to speak. "because i knew you'd rise to the challenge," he said, leaning forward until his face was just inches from yours. "and because i wanted to see if you'd work this hard... for me."

the way he said those last two words sent heat pooling in your stomach.

he tilted your chin up with two fingers, forcing you to meet his gaze. "and now that you've proven yourself..." he let his words trail off, his lips brushing against yours, not quite kissing you but close enough to leave you breathless. "you deserve to be rewarded properly."

you barely had time to process his words before his mouth was on yours, hot and demanding. his hands gripped your waist, pulling you to stand as his lips moved against yours, coaxing soft gasps from you that only spurred him on.

"do you know how hard it's been to keep my hands off you?" he murmured against your lips, his voice heavy with desire. "watching you bite your lip, squirm in your seat, looking at me like you wanted me to ruin you?"

your only answer was a soft whimper as he trailed kisses along your jaw, his hands sliding down to grip your hips. he pressed you against the desk, the hard edge digging into your lower back as he tilted your head back, his lips finding the sensitive spot on your neck.

"tell me," he murmured, his voice a sinful rasp. "what do you want as your reward?"

the heat pooling low in your stomach threatened to consume you, and you barely managed to whisper, your cheeks burning, "you, sir. i want to make you feel good."

his reaction was immediate. his grip on your hips tightened, his eyes darkening even more as his tongue darted out to wet his lips. there was a flicker of something- surprise, delight, and something primal- that you hadn't seen before.

"say that again," he demanded, his voice thick with desire.

you blinked up at him, your lips trembling as you repeated it, a little more confidently this time. "i want to make you feel good, sir."

a low groan rumbled from his chest, and his head tipped back slightly, his adam's apple bobbing as he exhaled sharply. "fuck," he muttered under his breath, dragging his gaze back to yours. "do you even realize what you're doing to me?"

your head tilted slightly, feigning innocence as your lips curled into a small, teasing smile. "no, sir. you'll have to tell me."

his chuckle was low and dark, sending a delicious shiver down your spine. "you're going to be the death of me," he murmured, his hand slipping into your hair to tilt your face up toward him. he leaned down until his lips were just a breath away from yours, his eyes burning with intensity.

"you keep calling me 'sir' like that," he said, his voice a husky whisper, "and i'm going to lose whatever little control i have left."

something about the way he said it, the raw need in his tone, made your thighs clench. "you like that?" you asked, testing the waters, your own voice soft but curious.

"like it?" his smirk was wicked, and he let out a low, breathy laugh. "no, sweetheart. i fucking love it." he leaned in closer, brushing his lips against yours as he continued, his voice barely above a whisper. "and now that i know how good it sounds coming from your mouth, don't you dare stop."

your breath hitched, and you bit your lip, nodding.

"yes, sir," you said, your voice trembling with both nerves and anticipation.

the way he reacted- his sharp inhale, the way his pupils seemed to blow out even more- sent a thrill through you. he groaned, his lips crashing into yours with renewed fervor.

"you're too good at this," he muttered against your lips, his tone a mix of frustration and admiration. "it's like you were made to ruin me."

your only response was a soft whimper as you let him pull you closer, your body pressed flush against his.

"go on, then," he rasped, his voice a delicious growl. "show me just how good you can be for me, sir's favorite."

that was the cue for you to sink to your knees without hesitation. the look on his face- a mix of surprise and unrestrained desire- only fueled your confidence.

your hands moved to his belt, fumbling slightly in your eagerness. he chuckled, low and deep, his fingers threading through your hair as he watched you with hooded eyes. "take your time," he murmured, his voice like velvet.

finally, you freed him, your breath hitching at the sight of him- hard and thick, already leaking at the tip. you glanced up at him through your lashes, your tongue darting out to wet your lips.

"good girl," he rasped, his grip in your hair tightening as you leaned forward.

you started slow, your tongue teasing the sensitive head, earning a sharp inhale from him. his hand guided your movements gently as you took him deeper, the weight of him on your tongue making your thighs clench.

"just like that," he groaned, his voice rough as his head tipped back. "fuck, you're perfect."

his praise sent a rush of heat through you, and you picked up the pace, your hand wrapping around the base of his cock to pump what you couldn't take.

the room was filled with the wet sounds of your mouth and his low, guttural moans.

"look at you," he murmured, his gaze dropping to meet yours. his lips parted, and his eyes burned with raw desire as he watched you. "so fucking pretty like this. taking me so well."

the way he praised you, the way his hips began to move in shallow thrusts, made you press your thighs together, desperate for some relief of your own. his grip on your hair tightened, and his breathing grew ragged.

"fuck," he groaned, his voice thick with need. "i'm so close."

you hollowed your cheeks, taking him as deep as you could, and that was all it took. with a low, guttural moan, he came, his release spilling down your throat as his fingers tightened in your hair. you swallowed every drop, your eyes fluttering closed as he shuddered above you.

when you finally pulled back, his chest was heaving, his hair even more disheveled than before. he reached down, cupping your face with a surprisingly tender touch as he tilted your head up to look at him.

"eighty-three percent," he murmured, his smirk smug but affectionate, his thumb brushing over your swollen lips. "not bad. but next time..." he trailed his fingers down your arm, his touch sending shivers through you. "aim for ninety." he leaned down to press one last lingering kiss to your lips. "and then you'll be the one getting rewarded first."