FFF~ Day 16
♡Pairing: Kim Hongjoong x Reader (f)
♡Genre: Smut with no plot :)
♡Au: heroes vs villains, university (the school of good and evil inspired), enemies AND lovers
♡Word Count: 1,903
♡Warnings: sword fighting, blood, sadism, masochism, cum eating, blood play, weapon play (? hongjoong uses the hilt of a blade to fuck you, yeah), slight breath play, penetrative sex with no barrier, slight degradation kink, slight praise kink, f and m orgasm
♡Rated: 18+ MDNI
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♡Dedication~ @downtoamagicalland & @mejuii the unholy trinity beta team
You cried out as Hongjoong flashed his fencing sword and you had a wound on your upper arm.
“Points for Kim Hongjoong,” Jongho said soulessly, turning over the scoreboard.
You narrowed your eyes down at the fencing captain of the Villains as you pushed up your mask. “Don’t get cocky just because you drew first blood.”
Hongjoong lifted his mask, grinning. “I dunno, I kinda like the sound of your outrage that I got in the first hit.”
You wrinkled your nose at him, “Okay, you little sadist, let’s go.”
Your duel continued. You got in your fair share of slashes but Hongjoong was whittling you down. Each strike elicited a yelp from you. Your skin burned and you could feel blood dripping from each wound. The more angry you got, the less coordinated and precise your strikes became. Jongho called the match in Hongjoong’s favor and you threw your sword across the room, almost hitting San before he ducked out of the way.
“Now now, miss heroine, that’s not very ladylike of you,” Hongjoong taunted you.
You made a loud noise of frustration, chucked your mask at Hongjoong, and strode out of the fencing room. You were halfway up the stairs to your dorm when Hongjong caught up with you. He wrapped a hand around your arm to halt your progress and you hissed as he touched a wound.
“The medical wing isn’t this way,” Hongjoong smirked at you.
“I’m not going to the medical wing, Hongjoong,” You said his name like it was a derogatory term, “Why are you following me anyways?”
“The way you acted back there wasn’t much like a hero. Are you sure you’re on the right side of this school?” Hongjoong goaded you.
You cursed under your breath. “And how does that have anything to do with you?”
Hongjoong looked at you through the fringe of his hair coyly. “I’m looking to write a different kind of story for myself. I think it might start with you.”
You sent a look of disbelief towards him. “Me?!”
Hongjoong’s fingers ruthlessly dug into the wound in your arm and you let out a helpless cry. Hongjoong’s grin was positively evil in response. “See? Aren’t you perfect for me?”
You yanked your arm out of Hongjoong’s grasp. “Go find a thorny vine and sit on it, Hongjoong,” You spat back at him.
Hongjoong didn’t stop you as you stomped up a few more stairs but he did say, “Sounds more like your style. Like a little pain with your pleasure, don’t you, doll?”
That stopped you in your tracks. If anyone from the hero side of the school knew that, you’d be reported or worse, ridiculed. You had a reputation to uphold for your parents and your kingdom. You couldn't have whispers going around the castle about how you liked your sex like you were a villain’s perfect victim.
Your face was stormy as you backtracked and stood face to face with Hongjoong. “You can’t tell anyone,” You hissed.
Hongjoong looked quite pleased with himself. “Oh, I don’t want to tell anyone. As long as you let me take advantage of it.”
It was just like a villain to blackmail a hero. Except…you wanted this. It took everything in you to not vibrate with excitement. Of course, any of your past lovers had been soft and gentle and you had loathed it when all you wanted was a little pain with your pleasure. What Hongjoong was dangling in front of you was the perfect bait to hook you into his story. You knew it was a bad idea. But you couldn't find yourself saying no to it.
You were stretched out on Hongjoong’s bed, snuck into his dorm under shadows and moonlight. The scratches from Hongjoong’s fencing sword littered your body and Hongjoong was throbbing from the view of you on his satin black sheets. You refused to look him in the eyes, which made him smirk slightly because you were completely naked for him, your legs propped up and spread, arms out and palms down.
“I can see how wet your pussy is from here,” Hongjoong teased you.
You scoffed. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Oh, Hongjoong liked that you were playing hard to get even though you were in his room on his bed ready to take his cock. “No?” Hongjoong pulled a dagger from a holster at his ankle and flipped it, holding the blade carefully.
The bed dipped as he placed his knee down and leaned over to brush the hilt of the dagger down your soaked folds. You bit down on your lip, whimpers falling from them nonetheless. Hongjoong brought the hilt up to his mouth and his tongue flickered over it, tasting the slick. “Yup, wet enough that I bet I could slip right in.”
“Are you going to fuck me or not?” You snarled.
“Patience, doll,” Hongjoong drawled, “Or I might think you’re eager for me.”
Hongjoong sucked on the hilt, cleaning it of your juices and then flipped it again so he was holding the hilt now. He drew the flat of the blade up your calf, along the inside of your thigh, tracing your hip, over your stomach and in between the valley of your breasts. Your breathing had quickened and you felt your lower half tightening in anticipation for what was next.
He cut a small, shallow line along your collarbone and you whimpered for him. He was now on his hands and knees, hovering over you. His head dipped and his tongue came out to lick along the line of blood there. “Are you trembling for me, doll?” Hongjoong whispered as he kissed up your neck.
“N-no,” You stuttered, revealing that indeed you were.
He discarded the dagger and fluttered his fingers up the outside of your arms, creating goosebumps in their wake. When his hands gripped your upper arms tightly, you cried out for him. “No wonder you let me strike you while we were fighting. You were getting your kicks from the tiny gifts of pain I was giving you. If only I had known how wet you were getting for me, I would have fucked you right then and there.”
Your eyes became fierce. “I don’t fucking think so!”
Hongjoong smiled widely. “You wouldn’t have gotten turned on by the fact that your fellow heroes and the other villains were watching you get pounded into by your rival?”
“Don’t give yourself such a lofty title,” You sneered. “Rival? Don’t make me laugh. You’re just an early chapter in my story, Kim Hongjoong.”
“I’m gonna fuck you now, doll,” Hongjoong leered at your body, lingering on the cuts and on your tits. “I’m going to enjoy it. I’m going to make you addicted to my body and the way I fuck you. And then you’ll become so entwined in my story, they’ll tell all the little heroes about you as a warning to those who stray the path of good.”
With his lower half pushing against your thigh and his arms bracing himself above you, he angled himself against your pussy lips. The head of his cock slid against your folds, covering himself with your slick. And even after that, he swirled the head along your clit, making you cry out. You pushed your lips inwards, refusing to beg for him, but even that told Hongjoong everything.
“Come on now, make some pretty noises for me, miss heroine,” Hongjoong provoked you.
He pushed inside of you, slowly but surely, and that’s when you let out a long, drawn out moan. He stretched you and it felt delicious; that perfect line of pain and pleasure. “Hong-hongjoong,” You whimpered once he was fully inside of you.
“Yes, doll?” He chuckled.
“You better know how to wield your cock just as well as you know how to wield a sword.”
Hongjoong’s face clouded over at the insult before he carefully wiped it from his face. “You’re going to regret that. No one will be able to fuck you like I can.”
Hongjoong enfolded your body with his arms, locking his hands behind your back. He withdrew his hips and then thrusted into your body with the ease of a man who had fucked and fucked well before. You gasped, your breath catching in your throat, but Hongjoong didn’t give you a chance to catch it again. Your legs wrapped around his waist, heels digging into his ass as he fucked you thoroughly.
With your bodies pressed against each other, and Hongjoong’s hips the only part of your bodies moving, you made all the pretty noises just for him. The surprising part was, Hongjoong also made pretty noises for you. His gasps and grunts filled your ears, along with the way he whispered in your ear just how perfect you were for him.
“Joong,” You whined, feeling your climax approach quickly.
“Already, doll? You must have denied yourself plenty while you’ve been here. Either that, or the heroes that fucked you couldn't give it to you like I do. Have you been neglected? You poor, poor thing,” Hongjoong mocked you.
“You’re--hnnnnn--you're gonna let me come, right? ” You worried out loud.
Hongjoong chuckled, placing a loud kiss on your neck. “You gonna let me? I want to hear you beg for it, doll.” You whined in frustration and Hongjoong only squeezed you tighter in his arms. “Beg me for it,” He cooed, “Or I’ll fuck you like this all night until you do.”
“Hongjoong, no,” You said in horror.
“Hongjoong, yes,” He cackled in delight, “Go on, beg me.”
“Puh-please let me come, Hongjoong,” You pleaded desperately. Your pride had gone out the window once his dick was inside of you, who were you kidding? “Wanna come on your pretty dick, please. Please, Hongjoong, wanna come with you.”
“All you had to do was ask,” Hongjoong hummed.
He shifted inside of you, changing the angle only slightly but it was everything. He pounded into you and your cries became a crescendo of wild noises as your climax built to its apex. You bit down on his shoulder as you came so hard that you felt like you were going to black out. Hongjoong cried out in pleasure at both the bite and your cunt clenching him and he unloaded inside of you as well. He continued to fuck up into your pussy until you whined and he was done painting your insides with his seed.
Hongjoong pulled out of you, resting on the balls of his feet in front of you on the bed. He turned his head to admire the bite mark on his shoulder and he grinned. “So, you like to reciprocate, it seems.”
You didn’t have words for him, you were too fucked out of your mind to even argue with him. So Hongjoong pulled his sheets over you, appreciating how you looked in his bed. “I’ll wake you up before sunrise, don’t worry, miss heroine. No one will know about this, I’ll keep my promise.”
It wasn’t until Hongjoong climbed into his bed to curl up behind you that his little black heart beat at the noises of content that you made when he wrapped an arm around you and pulled your back to his front. In your sleep, you were quite content to be with him. Hongjoong would take that, for what it was worth.
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