#dom! ateez x reader smut

[wooyoungmybelovedhusband]

Yeosang, Seonghwa, Wooyoung, Yunho, San.

Reader is a brat, but loves to be dommed.

San and Woo can be needy little brats and whiny

Yeosang and Yunho can be hard doms and be all aggressive, with them taking turns holding you so the others can overstim you or w/e, do nasty things.

Seonghwa can be a switch, soft dom cooing at you and taking care of you.....

omg please, you started this!!! You heathen I love you 🤍💜🤍

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▪️ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ : ᴡᴏᴏʏᴏᴜɴɢ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ꜱᴀɴ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ʏᴇᴏꜱᴀɴɢ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ʏᴜɴʜᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ꜱᴇᴏɴɢʜᴡᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

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▪️ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ : ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ɪɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴘʟᴀɴɴᴇᴅ....

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Being so bratty was going to get you in trouble one day, and that day was definitely today. You, Wooyoung and San decided it was best to chill at their house with Yunho, Seonghwa and Yeosang. You were currently over sitting on the couch, plopped in between Wooyoung and Seonghwa. The room was dark, the couch was big enough to look like a bed for all of you. The TV screen flashed the horror movie which was soon coming to an end. You felt a hand creep up to your neck, the thick long fingers prettily sitting against your skin. You turn to your right to see the culprit of your sweating having his eyes fixated onto the screen, "Woo, what the fuck are you doing, take your hand away from my neck. You know I'm sensitive there."

Your eyes narrowed when you notice the way his plumpy lips curl up in a smirk. "Shhh" His lips silently shush you up, his warm breath making goosebumps spike up on your skin. Seonghwa notices the way you were squirming in your place and his eyes dart to the gap between you and Wooyoung. His eyes glint with curiosity when he sees his lips moving, whispering something into your ear, while his hands oddly pressed the back of your neck.

But soon all three of you were pulled out of your trance when the bright light from the TV screen, lightened the room, the big words 'The End' showing boldly. San and Yunho, who turn around to burst out with comments about the just finished movie immediately notice the beads of sweat that rolled down your forehead. "Y/n-ah are you okay? Why are you sweating so much?" Yunho decides to speak up, concern obvious in his voice while San decides to make a whole new joke out of it by adding, "Maybe she got too scared by the movie, damn Y/n didn't know you were a scaredy cat."

Your face heats up in embarrassment, and you try to get back at him but before you could do that, Yeosang adds in. "Yeah, such a shame Y/n, didn't expect this from you." A mocking chuckle escapes him followed by a loud laugh from Wooyoung and San. The brat in you was definitely not going to tolerate this, "Kinda bold coming from you, Yeo" Your sassed him back wiping the little smirk which danced on his pretty lips right off his face, "Oh you're going to regret that." Yeosang's voice drops octaves deep, sending shrills down your spine. Yunho's eyes finally notice the hand that stayed on your neck, continuing to press at the back of your neck.

Finally realising the reason for your sweaty nervous state, Yunho bursts into a laugh. "Who knew that our little Y/n was so sensitive?" Yunho speaks between his laughs, his words confusing San too much. "Wait what?" San questions completely unknown to what he was speaking, while Yeosang's eyes wander to Yunho for an answer too. Yunho just raises to his feet walking over to you as Wooyoung detaches his hands from your neck, moving away to watch Yunho with curious eyes. Yunho leans down making his face be just inches away from you, "Little miss here was getting all worked up over having Woo's hand wrapped around her pretty neck."

His hands raise themselves towards your neck, his fingertips tracing your soft skin slowly, before wrapping tightly around your neck out of the blue. And loud moan quickly erupts from you making San and Seonghwa's eyes open wide. "Aww look such a painslut daring to talk back to me." Yeosang now walks over to your side, making you get surrounded by the three men who stared down at you hungrily. Yunho's hands detach themselves from your neck but your breath hitches at your throat when you feel Wooyoung's hand slip down the short skirt you wore for the night.

"W-Woo w-what-" A slap was immediately delivered to your face by Yeosang which makes a gasp quickly escape your throat. Your eyes wander off to Seonghwa, and you find both the other men sitting next to each other, watching you intently as they resisted from palming their obvious bulge. Wooyoung's thick fingers pressed against your heat, rubbing circles on your clit. "How about you shut yourself up huh? Fucking painslut." Yeosang's deep voice rasps in front of you while Wooyoung smirks as he rubs your clit harsher and faster.

"So fucking wet for us, you like that? You like Woo's thick fingers rubbing your clit huh? Such a slut for pain." Yunho spats at you, his eyes staring at you with intensity, as his hands come up to latch on to your neck yet again. "Not really- Woo- aren't you too soft- AHH" You are cut off by a scream that erupts from your throat when Wooyoung's thick fingers lock between your hair strands and tug at your hair harshly making you jerk back. His hands give your clit a hard spank making you moan loudly. "What was that now little girl? You don't want this? We can all leave you here, desperate and begging."

You quickly realize your mistakes when the words leave his mouth and your stomach flips at his nickname. "S-Sorry Woo, please want all of you, p-please" All the three of them chuckle mockingly at your whining state making you whine further. "So desperate for us aren't you? How about you earn it like the good little pain slut huh? Why don't you suck Yunho off and We both will think about rewarding?" Yeosang's deep voice speaks next to your ear, ordering you as you scramble to get on your knees in front of Yunho.

"You better impress us little girl, or you aren't getting either of our cocks tonight." Your back shudders from Wooyoung whispering into your ear. Yunho towers tall over your kneeling figure as you're face-to-face with his obviously big bulge. Your eyes wander off to the other two guys to find Seonghwa nowhere next to San but you couldn't care less when your eyes fell on San's angry red cock with precum leaking as he jerks his cock slowly.

You are instantly pulled out of your trance when you feel Yunho's long hands slap your cheek, not too harshly followed by Wooyoung's thick fingers tugging at your hair harsher than before. "I told you to fucking focus on sucking him off little girl, or do you want both San and Yunho's cock thrusting into your slutty mouth?" "Of course she wants that Woo, look at the way she's drooling over them, our slut is never satisfied enough is she?" Yeosang adds in after Wooyoung mocks you from behind.

Your hands move up to palm Yunho's obvious big bulge making him groan at the way your hands constrict around his stiffness. Your fingertips slip into the hem of his trousers and pull them down in desperation. Yunho's hands swiftly push off the boxers as his long length springs out almost whacking your cheek. Your mouth drools at the sight of his leaking red tip, and your tongue instantly darts out to lick his tip softly. Yunho groans when your eyes meet his, his cock almost twitching at the sight of your hazy eyes.

Yunho's hands lock with your hair strands and tug at your hair harshly, and his hips twitch in place as he thrusts into you. His hands tug at your hair harder making you gag around his long length. But that definitely doesn't stop him from thrusting deep into your mouth as his dick slides in between your flattened tongue and the roof of your mouth to the back of your throat. "Fuck such a tight throat, gonna fuck your mouth so hard, kitten." You moan around his length, the nickname sending tingles to your vagina as you rub your thighs together.

Your cheeks hollow around Yunho's long length, making him groan from the intense pleasure as he fucks thrusts harder into your throat. You squeak loudly in confusion when you feel Yunho's large hands grip your hair, tugging you off his cock roughly. You feel Yeosang's large hand grip on the back of your neck, making you whimper loudly. "Why don't we help Sannie baby? Wanna suck him off don't you?" You nod slowly at him before you slowly crawl towards San, and plop yourself on the floor in between his thighs.

Your mouth waters at the sight of his glistening cock, and your eyes instantly glint with lust and need. A warm breath falls on your ear shell and long slender fingers place themselves on the back of your throat gently. "Go on princess, Suck Sannie off for us alright? We'll reward you soon." Seonghwa whispers into your ear softly, making your breath uneven at his soft deep voice. Your hands wrap around San's cock slowly, your fingers sliding over the veins over his cock. Your hands slowly start to move up and down before you lean in to wrap your lips around the tip of his cock softly.

A loud whimper instantly escapes his throat and he lets out a loud squeak when he feels a large hand wrap around his tiny neck. And your eyes fall on Wooyoung who plops himself behind San who has his back leaning against his chest. The loud squeak instantly sparks the man's attention, "What a surprise? Guess our Sannie likes to be choked too." Wooyoung whispers against his ear, his hand tightening around his neck making him let out a whiny moan. "Yea? You like that? You like getting choked? You wanna be a painslut too?" Your cheeks hollow around his length, coinciding with Wooyoung's hand tightening around him yet again making his cock twitch in your mouth.

Your hands continue to slide up and down while you bob your head up and down his dick. Your tongue flattens over his base, the feeling of every vein and ridge of his cock under your tongue instantly makes the wetness pool between your thighs. "You're doing so good for us baby, gonna reward you so good so soon princess" Seonghwa praises into your ear making your eyes roll back as you suck harsher around San's cock. Wooyoung's lips kiss up San's neck, nibbling at his sweet spot. His lips instantly curl up when he hears the loud moans and whines coming from him. "You're close aren't you, Sannie? Wanna cum into her mouth don't you?" San whines from his dominant tone, his hands grip desperately onto his jeans before letting out a squeaky 'Yes'.

"Then go on Sannie, Cum inside her mouth, make a mess on her." Just as those words escape his throat, San's cock twitches hard in your mouth, bursting ropes of cum inside your mouth as he fills you to the brim. Tiny tears wet your eye lashes when drops of his cum escape from corners of your mouth. Out of the blue, you are tugged harshly off his cock and you whimper from the harshness. You are immediately pulled into Yeosang's strong arms and his hands make you straddle his thighs as he plops himself on the couch. His hands rip off your panties without any warning and his fingers prod at your entrance, rubbing around your hole before shoving themselves into you harshly. You barely have time to realize what is happening when Yunho's long fingers shove themselves inside you. "Go on baby, suck on my fingers like a good slut. Suck on it like it's my cock."

You cry out loudly when Yeosang curls up his fingers inside, thrusting up your hole at an insane pace. Your walls constrict around his thick fingers and you scream around Yunho's fingers, your saliva dripping down your chin and wetting the shirt you wore. Yeosang's eyes darken at the sight of your drooling mess and his fingers fasten their pace making a muffled scream resonate through the room. "Look at the way you're drooling over us little girl, you're so close to coming aren't you?" You manage to nod through your stiff neck, and Yunho's free hand travels down to his aching boner which was left abandoned minutes ago. His long fingers jerk his aching sensitive cock, sliding to and fro his base as he groans from the pleasure. Your hips shudder slightly from the pleasure building up in your abdomen, your eyes tearing up slightly while your pussy clenches around his fingers.

You moan loudly around Yunho's fingers when you feel yourself getting closer to your edge and Yunho's hand fastens its own pace around his cock, letting out muffled grunts. And before you know it, you're cumming hard around his fingers, your mind going blank from the bliss of pleasure. And your eyes tear up slightly, your body shaking convulsively on his lap, and you gasp loudly when you feel hot liquid shoot at your ass only to realise it was Yunho's cum painting between your ass. "Y-Yeo, too much-" Your cut off by your own scream when you feel familiar large hands grip your ass from behind.

Wooyoung buries his face into the crook of your neck after taking Yunho's place as he moves away to take a breath from the orgasm he just had. "Oh yeah little girl? You want us to leave you high and dry here?" You're swiftly pulled out of your trail of thoughts from his next words, "N-NO, Woo want your cock please. Yeo, want your cock in me too please, its n-not too much" You whine desperately making both the men chuckle mockingly. "Such a greedy slut aren't you? Want both of our cocks huh? Are you sure you can take it baby?" Yeosang mocks you, his hands coming up to push the stray hair strands out of your face.

"I-I can t-take it, p-please want your cocks please" You cry out lowly but your instantly cut off by a gasp when you feel something poke at your asshole. Your eyes watch Yeosang's movements as he unzips his pants and pulls his rock-hard length out in a swift move. His hands grip your hips and slowly lower you on his cock while Wooyoung manages to shove the tip of his cock into your tight hole while you scream at the overstimulation. "W-Woo, slow p-please." Your words escape through a choked sob as Yeosang lets you adjust to his size. You could feel every vein that decorated his cock against your inner walls making you cry out in desperation. Your hips move slightly only for you to halt in your movements when you feel Wooyoung shove the base of his length inside you without a warning.

"W-WOO" You scream when the pleasure mixes up with the pleasure, and his hands come down to spank the flesh of your ass harshly. "Stay still for us little girl." You nod in defeat and you are instantly caught up in a surprise by Yeosang's sudden harsh thrust into you. A moan gets caught up in your throat when Wooyoung slams his cock into you slightly, groaning when your tight hole clenches even more around him. Your eyes close shut from all the pleasure as Yeosang starts to piston his cock up into you with all his force. But your eyes open immediately when you feel something poke at your lips and you're met with Seonghwa's angry red tip. His hands pet your hair softly, as he leans down to peck your forehead softly.

"Suck me off pretty girl, gonna take my cock like a good girl aren't you?" Seonghwa whispers into you while Yeosang's cock continues to thrust up deep into you. You nod obediently, wanting to behave for him as you wrap your lips around his pink tip and your tongue darts out to collect his precum slowly. Your sultry eyes look up at him, before you wrap your mouth around his base, sucking him hard. Seonghwa groans immediately, throwing his head back in pleasure. Yunho and San spread their legs, both of their hands wrapped around their rock-hard dicks, jerking themselves off. The room is filled with the loud grunting and moaning with the lewd noises of skin slapping resonating against the walls. Your moans only ever get louder when Yeosang and Wooyoung thrust into you with rhythm as their cock hit deep into you at the same time.

"G-Gonna C-cum" Your words are muffled by Seonghwa's dick thrusting into you at a faster pace. Your screams around the base of his cock send vibrations up his chord, making him groan loudly. You clench tightly around Yeosang's length which never halted their movements, your inner walls constricting around him making him curse under his breath. "Fuck such a tight cunt, you're gonna cum all over my cock aren't you babygirl?" His deep voice swiftly sends you over the edge, your pussy throbbing from the overstimulation while you cry out loud. Their cocks definitely not stopping from thrusting into you, in fact, both the men fasten their pace into you making your juices leak out and make a mess on your thighs and his.

Wooyoung's hands suddenly grip your ass harshly, his nails digging into the soft flesh as he thrusts faster into your tight hole. His cock stretching you out more than ever. Yunho and San groan at the sight of your glistening dripping pussy, their hands jerking at a swifter pace. You could feel a trail of saliva flowing down the corner of your lips while you don't halt on sucking harsher on Seonghwa's length. Yeosang's hands grip your thighs, his groans get louder with Wooyoung cursing loudly from behind you.

And within a few thrusts their dicks stimulate your sweet spots making your brain go blank from everything. Seonghwa's cock twitches inside your mouth while your pussy clenches yet again around their dicks before squirting all over them. And soon enough you could feel both of them empty themselves inside. Your moans barely come to a halt when you feel Seonghwa's cum shot deep down your throat while he groans loudly, cursing as he throws his head back again. And soon in a few seconds, you heard Yunho and San curse loudly as they orgasm hard onto their hands and onto the floor. Yunho pants loudly as he leans back, taking long breaths while San closes his eyes from exahaustion.

Seonghwa pulls his now-soft cock out of your mouth slowly, while Wooyoung's arms wrap your figure, supporting your exhausted body. Yeosang and Wooyoung finally pull out of your abused holes and Yeosang's hands come down to massage your sore numb thighs, his behavior instantly changing into a caring mode. He leans down to peck your lips softly, before pulling away and giving you a soft smile. You shriek loudly when you feel arms wrap around you, only to let out a relieved sigh when your eyes meet with Seonghwa's soft features. "Let's get you cleaned and give you a lot of cuddles princess, you were such a good girl for us today."

Okay was the ending rushed?? Idk omg, I hope this came out good, my first ever gangbang fic y'all^^

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[hausofwoo]

open wide | park seonghwa

pairing: park seonghwa x afab!reader

word count: 5.7K

summary: you start working at a restaurant and everything seems to be going well; you work hard, you made friends, and even when you mess up, your coworkers still have your back… except for the bartender, seonghwa.

warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, restaurant!au, bartender! and dom!seonghwa, enemies to lovers trope, HATE FUCK, oral (f and m receiving), pussy slapping, dick slapping, choking, hair pulling, edging, fingering, creampie, alcohol consumption, sex under the influence of alcohol (but both consenting), unprotected piv (WRAP IT UP BE SAFE), cumplay, dacryphilia, seonghwa is an asshole and reader is strangely attracted to it, degrading, reader gives switch vibes, VERY descriptive smut scene [i have no shame], seonghwa is HUNG, use of pet names (princess, baby, good girl, little/dirty slut), woosan allegations LMAO, lmk if i missed anything! also feat. server/work bestie!ryujin, server!wooyoung and san, food runner!mingi, and restaurant manager!hongjoong.

author’s note: me n my friend were talking about seonghwa and the thought of him *ahem* slapping his dick on ur face .. and it sent us into a spiral. i had to make dreams come true. thank u to @hausofmingi and T for being my beta-readers and for giving amazing feedback and ideas :-) this one goes out to all the restaurant girlies!

seonghwa was pissing you the fuck off.

working at a restaurant is already hard enough, but to have an enemy that you work with? it’s unbearable.

you were new to the industry when you started at the restaurant, and of course you got treated like you were stupid for the first few months. you almost expected it, since you had friends who worked at restaurants and they warned you that people will walk all over you for being “green.” you learned as fast as you could, making mistakes here and there. but eventually you felt as if you proved everyone there wrong; that you are a good server and you are hard working, despite your mistakes. you built a rapport with your coworkers, and they granted you grace when you needed it. everyone, except for him.

the bartender. god that fucking bartender. your manager hongjoong introduced you on your first day, and ever since you’ve been butting heads.

“this is seonghwa, our bartender,” hongjoong says, pointing out the black-haired man setting up the bar. “he’s been here since we opened, but he’s been in the industry for even longer.”

“oh, wow,” you exclaim, watching him splay out the non-slip mats around the bar.

“yeah, wow,” hongjoong laughs. “this guy can pour exactly an ounce of liquor without even looking. and he’s fast. you’ll learn a lot from him.”

the corner of seonghwa’s mouth quirks up in almost a smug way. he’s good and he knows it. with his legendary status came his cockiness.

“well i gotta grab some paperwork for you to finish up,” hongjoong says as heads to the back. “i’ll be back out in a sec.”

you stand by the bar, basically twiddling your thumbs. “it’s nice to meet you, i’m–"

“look, princess,” seonghwa interrupts. “as much as i love introducing myself to yet another newbie, i have more important things to do right now.”

and that was just the beginning, and not just for your newfound nickname.

the best way to sum up how he continues to treat you is from this one specific experience. you rang up drinks for your table, and you meant to put a vodka soda instead of a tequila soda. you noticed it right away so you immediately cancelled that order and rung it up correctly. you promptly went to the bar to tell seonghwa.

“hey, ignore that first ticket for the tequila soda, i sent a new ticket,” you called out. but when seonghwa turned, he had the drink already in his hand, looking like he was about to set it on the drink pass.

“oh.”

he grabbed the new ticket with his other hand, glanced at it briefly, looked at you, and then slammed the ticket onto the ticket spindle. he turned around and dumped the drink in the sink and started making the new drink.

“hey i’m sorry, it was a mistake,” you defended.

“yeah yeah, it’s fine, princess,” he said with an eye roll. he placed the new drink on the pass. you inspect his face, wondering if it really was fine. he scoffs and pushes the drink forward more. “just take your drink and go, it’s way too fucking busy to be standing around talking.”

maybe it wasn’t a big deal. maybe he was just in the weeds and was taking it out on you. that’s the thing about restaurants, when you’re in the middle of service and everyone’s running around, you kinda end up saying shit you don’t mean. it was never anything personal. you knew that because at the end of service, you’d finish up closing with your coworkers and have a shift beer, laughing it off like it didn’t happen. because it didn’t matter in the end, it was just a restaurant.

but seonghwa never joined. even tonight, when you, the other servers, and even the manager were sat around the bar having your drinks, he just quietly broke down the bar.

“hey seonghwa,” hongjoong calls after him. “don’t worry about the bar, i’ll take care of the rest of it. you guys had a really hard night. have your shift beer and chill.”

“no no, i’ve got it. i’m just gonna finish up and get out of here.” you watch him as he lifts up the floor mats and starts mopping the sticky floor. you turn to your coworker, ryujin, who’s sipping at her PBR.

“i think seonghwa hates me,” you say, just low enough under your other coworkers chatting.

“what?” she laughs. “no no, i don’t think so. he’s just kind of an asshole.”

you glance over at him as he’s wiping down the back counters. you turn back to her.

“i don’t know, he’s just always been kinda short with me.” you look down at your drink and fiddle with the tab. “i feel like he doesn’t really like me. i don’t know what i did.”

“listen,” ryujin starts, placing a hand on your shoulder. “he’s short with everyone. shit, i’ve been here like 2 years and i still know nothing about him. don’t worry about it. he’s just here for a check like everyone else.”

you watch as seonghwa starts to walk back to the kitchen, lifting his sweatshirt off of his form, and a sliver of skin peeks at the small of his back just below his t-shirt. you can’t look away until he’s out of your line of sight, and ryujin starts giggling next to you.

“wait a minute, do you like him or something?” ryujin whispers.

“no no!” you say. “it’s just—i feel like it’s easy for me to talk to everyone here. with him, he just brushes me off. and he started that stupid nickname. ‘princess’. it feels condescending.”

“well i don’t know,” ryujin shrugs. “i don’t think he likes to mix business with pleasure anyway, in any form.”

you nod and look to see seonghwa back at the register, counting the cash and pulling out tips. he walks over and hands each server their share of drink tips, leaving you last. you look up at him, but he doesn’t even look at you. he just places the money on the bar, and quickly turns to go back to the kitchen.

“okay,” you sigh. “well i’m gonna get out of here, i gotta get some sleep. are we still on for sunday celebration?”

“um yeah dude. i’m gonna need it after we deal with the sunday service crowd.” ryujin grabs her bag and starts heading to the door with you.

“sunday celebration.” it’s kind of like a fucked-up weekly tradition your restaurant has. the weekend drives all of the staff mad and then after service sunday night, (since the restaurant is closed on mondays) pretty much everyone working grabs a shift drink and books it to the dive bar a couple streets over. is it healthy? absolutely not. but is it kinda weirdly cathartic? absolutely it is.

and you really really needed it after sundays service. you got stuck with a 15-top who had all sorts of allergies and dietary restrictions. like who the hell has a lettuce allergy? are they just making it up because they just don’t like lettuce? and why the hell are you trying to order a house salad when the main ingredient is literally lettuce? plus their drink orders were nuts. a tequila on the rocks? JUST tequila? and what’s worse is that the guy ordered like 4 of them. you just finished ringing in his 5th one.

you walk up to the bar to grab the drink (because damn seonghwa is fast) and look up to see him turning to you.

“hey, you gotta cut that guy off after that drink,” he says while shaking a cocktail in a shaker.

“yeah, that’s probably a good idea,” you laugh dryly.

“you shouldn’t have even rang this one,” he says, setting the shaker down. “you know there’s a 4 drink max, right? that’s like, a policy we have.”

“oh, i didn’t know that i guess.” you stab the ticket on the spindle.

“yeah i guess not,” he says with a sharpness in his voice, and starts pouring the drink in the cocktail glass. “just don’t do it again, princess.”

yeah, maybe you didn’t know that rule. but why does he have to talk to you like that? you start walking towards your 15-top, past the kitchen. you must’ve been really in your head about what seonghwa said because you completely missed someone yelling “corner.”

what happened felt like hours long, but it was probably only a few seconds. the food runner mingi was walking out of the kitchen with 3 plates of food. when you were passing by the kitchen entrance, it was too quick to move, and down fell all 3 plates. it was a mess.

“oh my god mingi, i’m so sorry!” you exclaim. you immediately grab a broom and attempt to sweep what you can.

“don’t apologize to me, apologize to seonghwa,” mingi says meekly, picking up the pieces of broken plate. “it was going to his 2-top at the bar.”

fuck. you don’t even want to look at him. you know he’s pissed. you finish cleaning the last bit of your mess while mingi goes back and asks for a refire on those dishes. as soon as you throw out the trash, you feel tears start to well up in your eyes. you can’t cry in the front of house, it’s unprofessional. but you can’t cry in the kitchen, unless you want the whole back of house to pester you with questions. the only solution was one place, every server’s safe haven: the walk in freezer.

you close the frosty door behind you, letting out a deep sigh that turns quickly into a billowing cloud. then, the waterworks. you couldn’t even help it, it all became too much. maybe it was out of frustration or stress, either way, you really needed this cry. tears stream down your face, turning cold on your cheeks from the freezing air.

it was mostly frustrating because the whole reason this happened was because of seonghwa. he snapped at you for not knowing some stupid rule, and it caused you to lose focus. it’s his fault.

just when you felt yourself calming down, the freezer door opens swiftly. it was him.

“you wanna tell me why my table’s food was refired?” seonghwa spits, anger in his eyes. “they’re gonna have to wait another 10 minutes and they’ve already been waiting for their food for 20.”

“seonghwa, please,” you huff, trying to hold it together. “can i just have one more second?”

“no! i could be totally out of a tip from a table because of you.”

“dude, it was a mistake!” you defend. you feel backed into a corner. literally, the walk-in was tiny and you were basically pressed up against the cold wall with seonghwa hovering over you.

“you keep making these stupid mistakes. i don’t know why they even hired you, you know fucking nothing about restaurants.”

you stood in shock. you didn’t know what to say. seonghwa had this fire behind his eyes that almost scared you. his chest was puffing up and down, breathing heavily from adrenaline. a bead of sweat falls down his temple, threatening to fall from his face. why did suddenly… he look so… attractive? you were so confused by how your body was reacting. instead of pure hatred, suddenly you felt a pang of lust. what the hell was happening to you?

“you owe me, princess,” seonghwa mumbles.

and in a blink of an eye, he withdraws from the walk-in and slams the door behind him, leaving you completely disoriented.

at the end of service, you were BEAT. you slump back into the bar seat, crack open your shift drink, and take a hefty gulp. ryujin jumps into the seat next to you, already drinking her usual PBR.

“dude, tonight SUCKED,” she groans.

“tell me about it,” you mutter, counting your cash tips. “at least they tipped well, but at what cost?”

“the cost of my fucking sanity, that’s what,” ryujin whines. “please tell me you’re still down for celebration. please please pleeeease?”

“oh i am so down,” you say. you look at your other coworkers. “san, woo? you coming?”

“you bet i am,” wooyoung chuckles, gathering up his stuff. “i’m heading there now. c’mon san.”

san stands and starts heading out the door with wooyoung but then turns back. “wait, seonghwa, are you finally gonna come to sunday celebration?”

seonghwa places down the wine glass he was polishing. “maybe. we’ll see.” he turns to hang up the glass on the rack and for a moment, just a moment, he makes eye contact with you. you look away immediately and decide to put your attention back on your beer. you chug what’s left of it and toss the can in the trash.

“ryujin, let’s go."

you and your fellow servers took the booth in the back of the bar, your usual spot. a couple of them were complaining about the tables they had, some were playing an intense game of darts, while you nursed your mixed drink as ryujin rants about her situationship.

wooyoung slips into the seat next to you, grabbing his beer on the table. “remind me to never play darts with san again. he’s way too competitive.”

you laugh, “you know, you say that, but you always end up playing with him every sunday.”

wooyoung chuckles as he shrugs. he then looks around the bar. “wait, didn’t seonghwa say he was coming?”

“he said he MIGHT come,” san says as he slides into the booth. you can feel yourself retreating as soon as his name was brought up. “but you know him. he never hangs out with anyone outside work.”

“he’s probably still scrubbing the bar,” the food runner mingi chimes in. “that dude is a clean freak.”

“nothing wrong with that at a restaurant!” san says.

“hey i’m gonna grab another drink,” you mumble, standing up. “i’ll be right back.”

you walk over and lean against the bar and wait patiently for the bartender to get to you. you look around, sort of people-watching the sunday crowd. it’s all industry people, you know it. you turn your head back to see the bartender facing you.

“what can i get you?”

“oh, i’ll just take a vodka cran,” you force a smile. he nods and turns to make your drink.

“a vodka cranberry?” you hear a chuckle next to you. “i thought your go-to would be different.”

you look over and see seonghwa leaning on the bar and looking over at you. he wasn’t wearing his work clothes like you’re used to seeing him in. he was wearing jeans and a black tank with a leather jacket. he looked different. he looked…. really good.

“oh, you made it,” you say, trying not to sound annoyed. you gather yourself a bit. “oh, don’t judge me for my drink choice, okay? as much as i love our free shift drinks, i don’t really drink beer outside of work.”

“ah, i see.” he nods, definitely uninterested, and looks at the bartender who had already set your drink down and was waiting for you to pay. you dig through your bag, struggling to find your wallet. seonghwa notices and sighs. “i’ll just get this one and i’ll get a jack and coke.”

“you didn’t have to do that,” you look up to him in confusion.

“it’s whatever, just take your drink,” he doesn’t even look at you as the bartender hands his drink over and grabs seonghwa’s card that he set on the bar.

“oh. well thank you.” you sip at your drink. “i’m going back to the booth.”

he grabs his jack and coke and takes a quick drink. “darts?”

“um, okay?” you stutter, watching him walk past you to the dart board in the corner, and then following him with a look on your face that could only be described as complete and utter confusion.

“san, woo, wanna play teams?” you call across to your coworkers. they perk up and immediately jump over to the dartboard.

“me and san versus you and seonghwa?” woo asks, rubbing his palms together with a chuckle. “let’s say loser buys drinks?”

“i’m not really good at this,” you say laughing. “but i’ll do my best.”

“oh, great,” seonghwa scoffs as he writes both of your initials in the chalkboard by the dartboard. “just show me what you got.” he grabs the darts and places them in your hand, touch lingering a little longer than needed.

“you know,” you say to seonghwa as you close out 18 on the chalkboard, then passing the darts to san. “i really wasn’t expecting you to come out tonight.”

“we’ve begging him for what seems like years, man,” san chimes in, attempting but eventually failing to hit bullseye. yet somehow team woosan is still beating you. he grabs the darts to hand to seonghwa.

“yeah, what changed?” wooyoung says as he leans against a chair.

“i wasn’t really expecting to come out either,” seonghwa admits. “i guess i wanted to see what sunday celebration was all about.” he closes out 17 and 19. why is he so good at everything?

“i mean it’s just all of us getting drunk to get over a shitty shift,” you watch as he tosses the darts to wooyoung for his turn. “so it’s really not much.”

“did you have a shitty shift?” he asks, turning to face you directly.

“w-well, yeah,” you mumble, uncomfortable by the attentiveness. woo quickly hands the darts to you and goes back to a conversation he’s having with san. you look down at the darts in your hands. “look, i know i made a mistake but i really didn’t know that rule about the drinks. and it got me in my head and then mingi came with your table’s food and—“

he rolls his eyes. “you just make a lot of rookie mistakes. you’ll learn.”

you completely abandon the game of darts at this point. “dude, you gotta stop talking to me like that.”

“like what?” he says with a smirk. does he think this is funny?

“like you think i’m stupid or something,” you say, slightly pushing his shoulder. “i’m not stupid. yeah, you’ve been in the industry way longer than me, but we all have to start somewhere.” you grab your bag and walk over to the booth, san and woo protesting behind you. you slouch next to ryujin with a sigh.

“what the hell just happened?” ryujin questions, looking back at seonghwa by the dartboard.

“seonghwa’s being a dick to me, once again.” you exhale deeply. “let’s get another drink.”

as the night went on, your coworkers start filing out one by one. san and wooyoung were one of the last to leave together (something going on there?) and you’re left in front of the bar, struggling to find an uber. your apartment is definitely walking distance, but not at this time of night. the real issue was getting a fucking ride. every uber was at least 20 minutes away. you looked back through the bar window and saw the bartender starting to close up. shit, it’s almost 1 am. you look back down to your phone and consider downloading lyft for maybe the 2nd time in your life.

“what are you still doing here?” you hear a voice behind you. you look back and it’s seonghwa, pulling his keys out of his pocket.

“i should be asking you the same thing,” you mutter. when will he leave you alone?

“can’t find an uber?” he questions, pointing down at your phone.

“yeah, its fine though,” you brush him off.

“you live close by right?” he asks, annoyance in his voice. “i’ll just drop you off.”

“no, really,” you huff. “i don’t need your help.”

“look princess,” he looks to you intently. “i’m not gonna let you wait outside a bar at this hour. i’m not that big of an asshole.”

you consider for a moment. he’s definitely right. it’s late, and staying outside a closed bar this late can lead to trouble.

“fine. but stop calling me princess.”

when he pulls up to your apartment building, you start to have an internal war with yourself. you can’t help but have this anger in the pit of your stomach that’s eating you up.

“you look deep in thought,” seonghwa says impatiently.

“yeah, uh,” you mumble. “i just.. i need to know, why do you hate me?”

seonghwa pulls the car in a spot and parks. “i don’t hate you, necessarily…” he starts.

“you just think you’re better than me?” you pry, irritated.

“i mean, i have been in the industry longer than you…” he smiles smugly.

“there you go again,” you throw your hands up, hatred scratching at your throat. “you are so belittling to me! you think you’re hot shit, huh?”

“do you think i am?” he smiles at the corner of his mouth, and lets out a dry chuckle.

“i think i can’t fucking stand you.”

he looks intently at your face, and you swear, he glances at your lips.

and that’s when he leans in and kisses you. it takes you by complete surprise, and you pull back. you look at each other with a newfound yet curious lust. for a beat, for just a moment, you both look at each other with the same understanding. you want to kiss him again. you grab his face and pull him back in. the kiss was all-consuming. you feel a wave of energy course through you, as if every neuron in you was lit up. it was almost dizzying. he holds the side of your face, grazing past your ear and the holding the nape of your neck. every touch felt like fire.

he slides his tongue through your lips and deepens the kiss, which makes you melt more into him. you feel his arm wrap around your waist and moves you closer. you felt a rush of heat run through you, but then seonghwa pulls back slightly.

“let’s go inside?” he asks, his voice low.

with no reply, you both get out and you take him up to your apartment and to your room, closing the door behind you. he stands close to you, pushing you up against the door and kissing you up your neck and jaw until his lips meet yours again. he slots his leg between yours and presses himself against your heat, grinding as he devours you.

you turn to push him against the wall and sank down to your knees.

“fuuuck,” he groans, smiling as he slips his shirt off. “i like this view.”

“shut up, asshole,” you snap as you unzip his jeans, pulling them down. you look up to see a bulge pressing through his black underwear. god, you can tell it’s fucking big. you graze your fingers over it, teasing him. he lets out a heavy sigh, and you feel him twitch under you.

“i need you to touch me now,” he says grabbing the back of your head.

“yeah? or what?” you tease, just barely holding the length of him.

“c’mon princess,” he says with a cocky smirk. that fucking nickname. he moves his underwear down to reveal his hard cock hanging heavy by your lips. your mouth opens as you stare up at his length. he’s really big. “oh baby, are you already cock-drunk before even touching it?”

you sat in shock at the sheer size of him. he grabs your chin and moves himself closer to your face.

“open,” he says, tapping his dick on your lips. you open up to take him in your mouth, with him groaning at the warm, wet feeling.

twirling your tongue around his length, you earn a pleased moan from seonghwa’s lips. you take as much of him as you can in your mouth, nearly gagging but pushing through. you can feel him twitching in the back of your throat, which makes you hum with satisfaction.

“yeah,” he hisses, pulling his length out a bit and slowly thrusting back into your mouth. “take my cock just like that, baby.”

he pushes into your throat and pulls out again, this time out completely. a string of saliva still connects between his dick and your lips. he grabs himself and slaps it on your face by your open mouth, your jaw going slack and your tongue out to taste him.

“ahh, such a good girl,” he smirks down at you, slapping his dick on your face again. he grabs a fistful of your hair and pushes your mouth back on his cock.

you grab the base and start sucking like your life depends on it, going from the base to the tip, where you swirl your tongue around him. you regain a little control back, stroking and twisting up his length and sucking at his tip, and you can taste the precum pooling into your mouth. you feel him thrusting into your throat, tugging at your hair and pushing you deeper onto him. you can’t help but let out a whimper at the feeling.

“fuuuck, you like that, you little slut?” he tugs you off his cock by your hair. “you like when i fuck your mouth? keep doing that for me.”

you lost all control in that moment. you can only do as you’re told. you open your mouth like a good girl, and suck. he pistons into you, hitting the back of your throat over and over. tears prick the corners of your eyes, but you don’t care. you only want to please him. you moan onto his cock, forcing yourself to not gag from his size. the vibrations in your throat only drive him more mad, and you can tell from his deep moans and the hardening of his cock. he’s definitely close.

the grip around your hair tightens while he continues to bob you up and down his cock. your eyes flutter shut and tears start to fall down your cheeks, and you hold his thighs, nails digging crescents into his skin. he continues to hiss and moan in praise, loving the way you’re sputtering around his cock and leaving spit running down your chin. you take all the power left in you to lap at the underside of his cock, causing him to groan loudly and pull you off of him.

“open wide for me, princess,” he says, stroking himself above you. you obey and lay your tongue flat for him, ready to take his load. he lets out a long moan, spurting all around and into your mouth. you lick up every drop remaining from his tip as he comes down from his high.

just as you regain your composure, he’s helping you take your shirt off and kissing your spit and cum covered mouth. he pushes you backwards until the back of your legs hit the edge of the bed. you fall back and let him slide your pants off, leaving you just in your bra and (fucking soaked) underwear. he falls to his knees as he goes down to kiss your inner thighs, inching closer and closer to your wet heat. when he goes to lick the wet spot in your underwear, licking a stripe up to your clit, you let out a small gasp.

“so sensitive,” he grins, lifting his head up and moving to take off your underwear. he grabs your thighs and pushes your legs back so your pussy is in full view for him.

“and so fucking wet for me…” he trails off before he dives down to devour you.

he laps at your wet hole, savoring the taste and the way it contracts around nothing. his tongue leads up to your clit, earning a sharp moan from you. liking the way you sound, he does the same pattern, making you whine with pleasure. he looks up to you, a moaning mess, and flicks at your bud teasingly, as if he’s mocking you. he hums in amusement.

“hold this,” he releases your leg for you to grab, keeping you spread open for him. he places his fingers on your clit, circling a bit before dipping down to your hole, just at the surface. you can’t help but clench. “so eager.”

he plunges his middle two fingers into you, your tightness gripping around him. he lowers his mouth back to your clit, swirling around as he begins finger fucking you. he’s eating you like he’s fucking starved. the stimulation had you gripping the sheets, whimpering.

he hums against your pussy, kissing and sucking at your clit. “mmm, fuck,” he smiles with a moan. “so good…”

you can’t help but grab the back of his head, gripping onto his hair while he works his fingers and mouth on you. he twirls his tongue around your clit all while curling his fingers in you, hitting that sweet spot.

“s-seonghwa,” you let out. “don’t stop, it feels so fucking good.”

out of defiance, he pulls off of you completely, your legs dropping down and making you ache from the loss of being filled. you can’t help but buck your hips up, desperate for him to touch you. he runs his hand back onto your pussy, spreading his fingers around your bud, avoiding touching it. and then, he slaps your wet cunt. you wince, partly from pain, but also from the stimulation. your bundle of nerves prickles and reddens the wet skin.

“mmm, dirty slut,” he laughs dryly, sadistically. “so desperate to cum. you want to cum for me?”

you nod, a little too impatiently.

“tell me.” he circles his fingers around your dripping hole again.

“fuck,” you let out, exasperated. “please, seonghwa. please let me cum.”

with a smirk, he drives his fingers back into you and latches onto your clit, working at a steady but meticulous pace. when your hips start grinding against his mouth, he holds you down, and continues working you. he swirls his tongue around your clit just right, and massages at your sweet spot. you feel your orgasm building in your stomach, like a cord about to snap. you feel heat rush through your entire body like a wave.

“i’m cumming,” you barely moan out, completely overtaken by pleasure. seonghwa relentlessly works you through it, moaning against you as you climax. he laps at your clit, trying to get every drop of your orgasm. he doesn’t stop until you have to grab his head and lift it.

he looks up at you with an intense lust in his eyes, and his mouth and chin soaked from your juices.

“you drive me fucking crazy,” you sigh as you watch him stand up and lean over you. he pushes you back to the head of the bed, on his knees and slotting between your thighs.

eating you out must have really turned him on, because his cock is hanging heavy between you, red and leaking with precum. he guides his dick up and down your sensitive cunt, gathering your wetness up to stimulate your clit. he groans looking down at the sight.

he eases his way into you, gripping your thighs to keep from snapping his hips into you. your mouth goes slack at the sensation, and you try to stifle back a moan. he inches his way into you, thrusting slowly until he bottoms out.

“fuck, princess,” he sighs, and he feels you clench around his length.

he leans forward to hover over you, slowly thrusting into your heat. he grabs the nape of your neck and kisses you deeply, letting you moan in his mouth. each thrust he pounds into you makes you melt into each other more, desperate to feel every inch of one another. the rolls of his hips hitting deep caverns of your cunt makes you dizzy from stimulation. the squelching sound of your wet pussy makes him pull away, now grabbing at your throat hard enough to where it hurts a little, but hurts so good.

“tell me you’re my little slut,” he spits at you, thrusting deeper inside of you.

“i-i’m your little slut,” you say between moans, completely lost in his trance. he has all the power over you.

he releases your neck and lifts one of your legs over his shoulder, making him reach a completely new angle inside of you. he pistons into you with determination, and reaches down to toy with your clit. you begin to see stars.

“you’re so fucking tight,” he hisses, relishing the squeezing of your core.

his hips snap into a faster pace, all while mercilessly thumbing at your clit. the stimulation becomes all too much for you, and you feel yourself reaching another high.

“oh my god don’t stop, please seonghwa don’t stop,” you moan, unintentionally clenching around his length.

“yeah baby, cum on my cock,” he smiles down at you. “just like that.”

you can’t even think, all you can grasp is how good this man feels on top of you, how good he feels in you, how full you feel. your breath hitches as a wave of pleasure courses through your body, sending you into a blissed out state. your moans are matched by seonghwa, him fucking your contracting cunt, as if it’s begging to milk him dry. he continues to thrust into your overstimulated core until he releases his hot ropes of cum into you, completely filling you up.

he finally slows down his movement, both your breathing heavy and irregular. he pulls out of you with a hiss, watching your pulsing core as his release slowly spills out of you.

“jesus christ,” he groans at the sight. as if he couldn’t resist, he brings his head down and licks up your core, swallowing the liquid. once every drop is savored, he lifts up to level with you. he then places a kiss on your lips, suddenly soft, and very unexpected.

without a word, he grabs you by the waist and holds you close, allowing you to rest your head on his chest. he softly brushes his fingers through your hair.

and just like that, you both drift off to sleep with only one thing on your mind. what just happened, and what the hell is going to happen next?

a/n: this is my first real fic on the internet yall!! im so new to this but i had so much fun. i hope u did too! stay tuned for part 2, but for now please leave feedback ♥ edit: part two is here :-)

[mulloey]

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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[innieseong]

“𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬”

✧꡴ - 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 - 𝐛𝐟!𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

✧꡴ - 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 - 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭

✧꡴ - 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓 - 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨

✧꡴ - 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 - 𝟕𝟓𝟎 (𝐢𝐤 𝐢𝐤, 𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠😔)

✧꡴ - 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 - 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨, 𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐞, 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲, 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, (𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐞𝐭𝐜?) 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 - 𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬. (𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐞)

✢ - 𝟏𝟖+, 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝; 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐍𝐈

✢ - 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

✢ - @innieseong

✧꡴ - 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 - 𝐒𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢 𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐢𝐬𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐜 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐚 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 (?), 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐨, 𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 <𝟑 (𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝:𝟑)

✧꡴

"Why can’t you just- ugh, fuck, you're so tight- Admit that he-ngh, likes you, shit," Yunho plunged his cock deep into your heat, bottoming inside you, groaning, stilling his movements as he grips your hips with a powerful grip.

He nuzzles into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent deeply. It's familiar, comforting...and yet, it stirs something dark and possessive within him. Something that whispers insistently in his ear, telling him that you belongs to him and him alone.

He smirk into your neck as he feels you tighten around his cock, your heat clenching down on him like a vice. He knows just how to push your buttons, to drive you absolutely wild with lust. And he loves every second of it.

His hips start to move again, slowly, teasingly, letting you feel every thick inch of him. He keeps his grip on your hips firm, almost bruising in its intensity.

As much as he wants to keep going, to pound into you until you’re both screaming in ecstasy, Yunho knows he needs to get his point across first. He leans in close, his hot breath ghosting over your ear as he whispers, "Admit that I'm right about Michael. That he likes you, that he fucking wants you. Say it, and maybe I'll let you cum."

He punctuates his words with a particularly hard thrust, his cock hitting your g-spot dead-on. He grins at the choked moan that escapes your lips, knowing he's got you right where he wants you. You shake your head repeatedly, your mind blanking at the feeling of his cock, hoping you get your point across about Michael.

He leans down, capturing your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving into your mouth possessively. At the same time, he reaches between your bodies, finding your clit and rubbing it in time with his thrusts. He can feel you starting to tremble beneath him, your orgasm building rapidly under his skilled touch.

He tugs on your lower lip with his teeth as he pulls away slowly before letting it go with a chuckle as you moan softly. His piercing brown eyes bore into your eyes in the darkness of the car, almost like he's trying to see straight into their soul.

“You're mine, Y/N. All mines. Can you say it for me, love? Say you're mine," Yunho whispers, his voice dripping with possessiveness and love. He pulls out, slowly, tauntingly, the cool air hitting your flushed skin before he slams back in, setting a brutal pace that leaves you both panting and moaning. “I’m yours! Ngh, Fuck, yours.” You gasp out, head falling back against his steering wheel.

His eyes darken with intent as he hears you gasp out those sweet words.

"Fuck yes, you are," he whispers, his hips snapping forward with a sharp movement . The car rocks with each powerful thrust, the windows fogging up from the heat of your passion. Yunho can feel his own release approaching, his balls drawing up tight against his body as he chases his pleasure.

He leans down, capturing your lips in another bruising kiss, swallowing down your moans and cries. His hand moves from your clit to your throat, squeezing lightly, just enough to make you gasp.

"My perfect girl, my beautiful love," he rasps against their lips, his thrusts becoming erratic, desperate. "I'm going to fill you up, okay? Fill you with my babies." At those words, He feels your walls clench around him like a vise, your orgasm crashing over you in waves of ecstasy. He groans, the sensation sending shivers down his spine and making his cock throb inside.

"Fuck, that's it," he mutters, his hips continuing even as your body trembles beneath him. "Cum for me, baby. Cum all over my cock like the good girl you are."

With a final, brutal thrust, Yunho buries himself deep inside you, his cock pulsing as he spills his seed into their willing body. He groans long and low, his face pressed against their neck, breathing in their scent as he rides out the waves of his orgasm, his body shaking.

Slowly, he pulls out, watching in satisfaction as his cum leaks out of your well-used hole. He scoops some up with his fingers, bringing them to your lips.

"Clean up your mess, baby," he purrs, his voice rough with satisfaction. "And then we'll go get that ramen I've been craving. After all, I worked hard for it, didn't I?"

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[oimitocat]

ATEEZ REACTION TO….

….reader having a big dick (established relationship)

ᡴꪫ HONGJOONG…. had no idea what you were being so shy for. he was riled up beyond anything and seeing you be so hesitant for him to go under your waistband was annoying him a bit.

your hand was gripping his wrist even as his fingers dipped under your shorts.

“baby i don’t care if you’re sma-“ his eyes drop when he sees your tent. just the size of it was enough for him to drool. he definitely made sure you got rid of that shyness.

ᡴꪫ SEONGHWA…. is also shy. he found it cute that the two of you were in the same situation- trying to hide from each other and stick to kisses and wandering hands. but let’s be honest, he was aching for more.

so hearing you offer something outside of his plans upset him. he stared at you with his pretty eyes until you swallows and gave in. his eyes almost come out of their sockets when he sees how big you are. definitely shuts you up with kisses and a helpful mouth.

ᡴꪫ YUNHO….’s large hands were antsy. he needed to feel more and see more. you kept focusing more on his hands than on his kisses. you do anything to keep him away from below your shorts but…

yunho lets out a breathless moan when you spring free. he takes no time in working on you, praising you through and through.

ᡴꪫ YEOSANG…. was already on top of your lap. you were mentally begging he didn’t feel you because that was enough to give away how big you were. yet he kept moving his hips and when he pushes you down to lay on the pillows, just as he moves to crawl into a better position- he sees your tent.

you swallow at the immediate gaze he gives you. he’s surprised but so exited. he definitely shows you how much and his lovely voice coaxes you more than you coax him when he sinks down on it.

ᡴꪫ SAN…. wasted no time in demanding to see you. he was on a mission and he needed to fulfill it pronto. so when he sees how quiet you become when he pulls your out of your boxers, he smiles.

“i can take you baby,” he says eagerly, “imma prove it.” and he makes sure you don’t forget how much he’s in love with every single part of you.

ᡴꪫ MINGI…. was putting little to no work. our pillow princess was enjoying your attention in the form of kisses and gropes but he desperately needed more. he was so confused at how you tried to shy away from the deed.

actually, you weren’t, you were just trying to make him understand your size isn’t all that. i promise you, the second he sees it and the second he FEELS it, he’s letting you know it’s all that.

ᡴꪫ WOOYOUNG…. has a big mouth. you have a big dick. he has a big mouth. he has the AUDACITY to bully you over your shyness. your shyness goes out the window immediately.

he had it planned all along apparently. making sure you know he’s uncaring of your size. it turns into a rile competition and you end up showing him he should be nicer.

ᡴꪫ JONGHO…. tried not to panic. not over the fact that you were big. but at the fact he was just as shy as you were. the two of you sat in a dry silence until he makes eye contact with your flushes face.

in the end, you had to work with his shyness and your own. he was really willing. it awkward, funny and purely genuine. he definitely assures you he won’t be shy afterwards.

[justaaveragereader]

Slashtober🔪|| Misery!Yunho

Pairing: Yunho x Reader

Word Count: 6.0k

Warnings: THE ENDING IS DARK!! Stalker!Yunho, Dom!Yunho, Sub!Reader, Unprotected Sex, Mutual Masterbation, Possesiveness, Yunho Is Toxic ASF, Primal Play, Fear Play, Degradation, Choking, CNC, YuYu Uses His Body To Restrain You, Spit, Spanking, Dacryphilia, Masterbation, Clit Play, Oral, Restraining, Fingering, Ass Play, Squirting, Cum Eating…If I Missed Anything…Lemme Know👀👀

A/N: Because tomorrow is going to be busy, busy for me, I decided to drop Yunhos slasher fic a day early😚! This whole fic is DARK, once again they are based off of the slashers in the horror film. If you’ve seen the movie Misery, you know the movie was crazy as hell, so what do you think this fic will be? Crazy as hell. I enjoyed writing this so much, I apologize for the person I was when I was writing the smut to this fic😀.

Slashtober 24’ Masterlist

NSFW UNDER CUT MDNI!!!!

All Ageless, Blank, and Bot Looking Blogs Will Be Blocked.

“Am I almost finished?” You say while eating peanut m&ms. Letting a smile grace your face you nod, holding up a stack of papers. Making sure not to turn them around you show the camera. Letting all your fans on live see the hard work you have done. You had been working on this book for quite some time. You had taken a well deserved vacation up to northern New York to add the finish touches. Squinting you get closer to the screen, trying to read the fast moving messages.

“What is the plot like?” You read out loud, munching on another m&m, you smile once more. The flood of questions coming in hot. You couldn’t help but feel proud. Pointing to your chin like you are thinking.

“Hmm…I can’t spoil the plot you guys! If I told you the plot then it would ruin the suspense.” With a small laugh, you shift through more of the comments.

“When are you coming back home?” You read. Rolling your eyes slightly, you chuckle.

“Soon Woo! I’m packing up soon, and will be on the road no later than maybe 5pm?” Eating another handful of m&ms. You grab the laptop, moving it to the side. You pull up the curtains of the window, showing all the viewers the beautiful, snowy view. A small sigh leaves your mouth..

“I swear this vacation was not long enough. Look how pretty the snowfall is.” You whisper out, getting caught up in the moment before turning back to the computer. You adjust it once more, reading all the comments on the scenery.

“Where are you?” You read, not thinking much of it, assuming that the commenter is trying to land a spot at the peaceful spot, you laugh it off.

“I can’t tell you all that! You may try to steal my vacation spot.” You let out a small laugh, grabbing another handful of candy, before wrapping up the live. You wave sheepishly, promising to go live once you make it back to New York, closing your laptop. You pack up all your items, double checking to make sure you aren’t missing a thing when you get a notification. You toss your phone in your car, not bothering to check it. As you load your car, you take in the surroundings once more. The peacefulness of quiet envelopes your body, wrapping it in a blissful hug. As a writer life wasn’t easy for you, the pressure had been crushing your windpipe. This novel was well awaited once, your fans had been waiting three years for this book, the uneasy feeling of potentially letting them down always stayed in the back of your mind, nipping away at you like a hungry disease. Getting in your car you begin your trip back home, setting your phone up to use as the gps, as you get closer to exiting the property you begin to notice just how hard it is snowing. The thick, cold flakes sticking to the ground, crunching under your tires.

Thirty minutes into the drive you turn your windshield wipers up to clear your windshield as quickly as possible, the small flakes being very mighty. Letting out a groan you grab your phone off the dashboard, dialing Wooyoungs number to let him know you are going to turn around and head back to the cabin. The snow becomes too much for you to handle, trying to balance between looking at your phone, and at the road. As you are locking more onto your phone, not even a second later you lose control of the wheel. Tossing your phone aside, you grab the wheel tightly, trying to regain steering, pumping your brakes, you wind up spinning out and fall off the small cliff. The car falling, and crashing in between trees, your head smacks onto your wheel immediately knocking you out, the last thing you see is the white flurries of the cold flakes.

Not even a full hour has gone by before Yunho is getting out of his truck, searching high and low as to where your car could’ve gone. When he spots the small puff of smoke coming from your vehicle, the tracker on your car has only done so much luck for him. Notifying him that there had been an accident in the area but not pinpointing where you were. Swifty he makes his way down the snowbank, feet sliding down the hill as he hurries to you. Flinging open your car door he sees your slumped figure over the steering wheel, head lightly bleeding. Your eyes flutter slightly at the feeling of someone grabbing you. Barely being able to put any words together, yet alone thoughts together.

“My, my, my…darling what have you gotten yourself into.” He whispers while grabbing you, head bobbing in and out of consciousness, the darkness aids no help in being able to see. You gather all the strength you have, cold hand lightly palming the strangers wrist who you are now convinced is an angel pulling you towards the pearly gates.

“Thank you..” you whisper out before slipping into a motionless state. A small smile creeps on his face before he lets out a squeal, tugging on your body, he lays you in the snow. Admiring your senseless state, body moving like it’s made of clay, that he is willing to mold to his likings. A warm finger runs down the sides of your face, bringing his face closer to yours, inhaling your scent. The warm scent you radiate tickles his nose, bending down he hooks one arm under your legs, the other arm under your shoulder blades hoisting you up. To a stranger it looks like your husband is carrying you to safety, clutching you close as he climbs up the snow bank. Placing you safely in his car, he makes his way back down grabbing your bag, taking the keys out the ignition before making his way back up. Stopping just short of his driver door, watching your collapsed body in the front passenger seat, still as a doll. Placing your items in his trunk, he climbs into the driver seat, placing your head onto his thighs. The weight of your head makes his body grow warm, admiring your features he traces the shape of your nose, finger tips barely grazing your skin, almost as if he applied any more pressure he’d ruin the masterpiece below him. Starting the truck, he begins to pull off, glee filling his body as he makes his way closer to your shared home, the home he made for the two of you, the home you would wind up never leaving.

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Your eyes flutter at the bright light, as you try to move you wince at the pain surging through your head.

“Careful.” A deep voice speaks, startling you. Your eyes shoot open, wincing at such movements. A hand comes up to your forehead, fingertips lightly brushing over the stitches.

“You had a nasty crash, I tried to fix you up with everything I had laying around the house.”

Eyes floating to the person who was speaking. He was gorgeous, broad shoulders, button up rolled to his elbows, friendly smile on his face. You were dumbstruck just by how beautiful he was. If only you had known what you were getting yourself into. He sat in the chair across from the bed you were in. Handing you a bottle of water, he explains to you how he was traveling on the road, and came across your crashed car in a ditch. As each second passed by you started to tune out how he had saved you, focusing heavy on the features of his face. The way he bit his lip when he was heavy into detail. How he talked with his hands. When he caught you staring he gave you a shy smile, a warm blush breaking out on his neck. Nodding your head as you listened to him, you had agreed to stay in the cabin til you healed up. As you were in no shape to leave, he kept you occupied. You had even started to talk to him about your personal life and how you were a writer, soon to be wrapping up and publishing your novel soon. His eyes twinkled with each breath you spilled about your book. You intrigued him so much, he had been following you for quite sometime now, everything you were telling him about wasn’t new news to him. He was well aware of what was going on in your life. It just sounded so much sweeter coming from your lips. As a couple days went on you were up and out of bed, moving around. Becoming independent once again, this did not please him. He tried to give you any and every reason to remain in bed, the nice guy you knew was now smothering you. Swearing he couldn’t find your phone in the crash, going so far to even say that he didn’t get any signal in the cabin so he only had a landline.

Internally you were punching yourself, relying so much on technology you hadn’t memorized anyone’s number but your own. Every move you made in the house it felt like you were being watched. You couldn’t deny that the attraction you had towards him lessened the blow of him being slightly weird. You were very attracted to him but knew this would never work. He was too dominant, too overbearing. Every word you spoke to him it felt unreal, almost as if he was trying to poison you and your brain. Tainting you beyond repair. Each day you looked out the window, the heavy snowfall felt like it would never give up. Part of you wished to be like one of the cold, wet flakes. Free.

You could only get so far as Yunho was on top of everything you did, only letting you in a couple rooms, yours, the bathroom, and the kitchen. He never let you venture out farther than he felt like you needed. He would leave for hours at a time during the week. Saying he was going back to the crash site to see if he could recover any of your items. Forbidding you to leave your room, sometimes even locking you inside. You never bat an eye once at these actions as you didn’t want to alarm him or throw any red flags.

You had been keeping small items you found in certain areas. You were loaded with paper clips, bending certain ones in odd ways to try and leave your room. As the windows had been sealed shut. Keeping track of which paper clips worked perfectly to the locks of the door. You were successful many times, choosing to roam the home when you knew he was quite a distance away. But one day…one very forgetful day your freedom got to your head. Not realizing the time that had passed, and missing the large man who was currently watching you rummage around his items. As large as he was, he moved like he was one with this house. Feet missing the floorboards that squeaked, steps as quiet as a mouse. Watching as you shift around, fingers flickering through his items, you fail to miss the way he takes up the doorway to the room. In such few minutes everything had escalated so quick.

“I just knew you were up roaming around. You almost had me fooled for a while til I realized you left your little key behind.” He says ending his sentence with a snicker to his tone. Holding up your make shift key, your eyes grow wide. Feeling like a deer caught in the headlights, you stand still. His presence looming over your very own. With each small step towards you, his smile grew wider. Your hands fidget by your side. Clearly confused on what to do.

“Do you know what happens to bad girls who don’t listen?” Shaking your head no very slowly, afraid to move any quicker. Your eyes never leave his, with such small sentences he carried such a heavy presence. He owned this place, he owned you, everything around you, you were his.

“Bad girls get fucked.” He says while leaning down to meet your eyes, his large stature swallowing you whole. Eyes growing wide, your breath stops for a split second. Your eyes dart to the door that he came through, empty and clear for taking off. He notices your hand twitching, eyes growing wide with anticipation. Letting out a small laugh, he steps back a bit giving you some space. You take this as a sign, you book it for the door, before you can even get three steps past him he snatches your body off the ground, feet dangling in mid air. You feel a hotter heat stead through your groin, you let out a loud groan. Clearly embarrassed at what noise you let you, your hands fly over your mouth, cupping it in shock. His large hands holding your stomach, just close to where you needed him. Flailing your body you try to break out of his hold, shaking as much as you can, praying that he is strong enough to hold you and not let you. He walks with your squirming body to the center of the living room. Moving one hand up to your neck as the other is holding your body tight to his. Your body immediately stops moving, limbs falling almost as if they are falling into a paralyzation. He smiles almost giddy at the way you so easily submit to him.

“A good hand on the neck.” He emphasizes his sentence by adding more pressure to your throat. Slowly putting you on the ground, belly first so you are laid out on the floor. Kneeling behind you he places his other hand between your shoulder blades.

“And an even firmer hand between the shoulder blades . Now that’s how you usually make a bitch submit.” He whispers into your ear. You feel your cunt clench at his dirty mouth, the more pressure he puts on your back the hotter your body grows. Your private areas are only covered by your bra and night time shorts. You are positive soon he will be able to see your arousal seep through the thin material. He looks below him at your form. The woman of his dreams right below him makes his cock grow bricked. Never did he think he’d have you in his arms. You slightly wiggle your body trying to squeeze your thighs tighter together, any stimulation to your clit will aid in the throbbing heat your body is feeling. He places more weight on your shoulder blades, taking this as a sign that you are trying to wiggle away. As your body aches with need at the more pressure he puts he squeezes your throat a bit before loosening his grip on it.

“I told you what happens to bad girls when they don’t listen.” He replies, voice as still water before the hurricane rushes through.

Squishing your face between his hands, your lips part. Nails slightly digging into your soft cheeks. Pulling your body back closer to his chest he ruts his hips against your ass. Feeling his thick member through his pants

“You like this don’t you?” You grunts into your ear, pulling down his pants with one hand, while the other holds your body in place. Your fingers are biting into your palms, trying your every to remain as quiet as possible you will not give him the satisfaction or play into games. His heavy cock smacks your bottom, the weight of it has you biting your lip, placing your forehead against the floor, letting out the quietest of whimpers. The warmth heats through the fabric of your sweat pants. Placing his body weight on you, he lays flat against you. Fiddling with your own shorts, pulling them just under the cusps of your ass. Pulling your panties to the side so your ass was exposed to him he let out a groan. Seeing the plump flesh has him in a trance. His hand still firmly gripping your face, he hikes your head up. Your eyes looking directly in the mirror, the room is dark as midnight, the soft moonlight catches his eye. Shining in a demonic way, he was up to no good, and here you were refusing to fight him off. The struggle of him on top of you did nothing but make your mouth moist, your body on fire.

“Look at you, taking it.” Your eyes squint, looking off to the side, too ashamed to admit you were getting off at this. Your cunt grows slicker by the second, his smile predatory at best. He looks like a beast in the moonlights shadow, he is the darkness. The light in his eyes died a long time ago, you are almost certain of it. He smells of warmth, but his actions prove he is anything but. You are a stray sheep who got shoved into the lions den.

Pulling his other hand forward, letting his cock go it slaps against your ass. The weight of it has you wanted to smack your forehead against the floor so the lewd thoughts flooding your brain leave. With your head still cocked up, your eyes finally flicker over to him. Wolfish smile still on display, by the end of the night you are certain he’s going to swallow you whole.

“Spit.” He says, your face still squished, while his other hand is held in front of your puckered lips. Rolling your eyes you attempt to tuck your lips into your mouth. Staring him down through the mirror you watch as his smile grows deeper, just when you thought he couldn’t fuel your adrenaline high anymore, he proves you wrong.

“You know..” he grunts, putting more of his body weight on you, placing his head by yours so you both are side by side.

“I love them obedient, but you..” he whispers, with each word he speaks your eyes dance over his lips. Feeling his cock twitch with each word he pronunciates.

“You really are making it hard to be nice.” Your eyebrows furrowed together. You glare at him, trying to rip your head out of his hand.

“Nice?” You muffle out through squished cheeks. Your eyes practically bug out of your head at his outlandish remarks. Just as you are about to continue your sentence, his hand from your cheeks moves to your throat swiftly, the sudden pressure of his large hand in your throat takes you by surprise.

“Yea, nice.” He grits out..

“I should shove my cock down your throat til you learn how to speak to me.” He grits out, hips constantly rutting against your ass. Placing his elbow on the floor so his hand can remain wrapped around your throat. He pulls his hand back, grabbing his cock and smacking it against your ass. The squishy meat makes his hard member bounce back each time he smacks it down. Grabbing one of your ass cheeks in his hand, he roughly rolls it around his palm before giving it a hard smack. Your body jolts forward. Making you let out a choked out whimper. With each smack, he pulls the flesh of your ass, before letting it go and smacking it again. This goes on for what feels like forever, your ass welted, stinging each second. Your eyes fill with tears at the sensation.

“I’ll be good, I promise.” You squeak out, throat still held tightly. The tears poking your waterline make him groan in satisfaction. Pausing his movements he moves his hand to spread your ass cheeks far enough to see where you are leaking, your thighs are drowning in your arousal.

“I’m beginning to think you enjoyed that almost more than me.” He whispers in your ear, grabbing his cock, he coats it in some of your arousal before sliding into you. His large size punches your lungs. You let out a loud moan, eyes rolling in the back of your head. Your cunt accommodating the large stretch of him stings just right, your heightened arousal making him slide in easy. The warmness wrapped around him has him hissing. Biting his lip he ruts his hips a bit forward before pulling out of you completely. The loss of his heaviness inside of you has you whining. Slapping your ass once more you let out a cry, with his hand still firmly on your face. He eases the pressure, letting it go suddenly. Your head almost thumping against the floor.

“1…2…3..” he begins to count, that adrenaline rush clouds your best judgment, pulling his body weight off of you, he sits up, kneeling while balancing on the balls of his feet. Watching your figure as you are confused about what to do. Should you flee or lay there? Your eyes shift back and forth between him in the mirror.

“Go.” He whispers out, watching you scramble to your feet as your naked body takes charge through the house. The small sound of your feet thumping against the wooden floor can be heard in the small space, your panting as you begin to move, heart feeling like in mere seconds it’s going to explode out of your chest. The true race begins now. You run down the halls trying to find any and every door that will open. Realizing all the doors are shut. Kicking yourself you let out a small whimper, you can hear him in a distance getting closer to one hundred. You duck off into a small room far back, a small closet in the corner, a three piece couch in the middle of the room. The blinds to the windows are open, with the moonlight shining in, it makes such a beautiful scenery.

“98…99…100.” He whispers, making sure to leave you on edge. As he stands, he dusts off his knees. Cock springing, hitting the bottom of his stomach with excitement. His feet begin to move quietly as he can easily tell where you are, as he has only left one door unlocked. The small study where he would watch your lives, and filter through all your social media. Letting his long legs lead the way, he can practically smell the scent you leave behind lingering in the hallway. With each quiet step he takes, the more his cock twitches on his thighs. He already had you in his trap, he wanted to play with you just a bit more before devouring you. As he steps outside of the room you are currently occupying, he grabs the handle jiggling it to give you a sign he’s arrived. As he steps in he feels the air thicken, he walks around the room, inspecting it from the side completely opposite from where you are currently hiding.

You watch from the closet as he walks around, hard cock firm in his hand. Each time the moonlight catches his eye, it mirrors off. The bright reflection practically blinding you. As he continues to stalk around the house you watch his every move. Barely being able to keep your eyes on his movements, to warped into the way he strokes himself. Firm hand around the base, twisting just to the tip, before sliding his hand back down. Letting his cock go a couple times, slapping it against his own stomach. The pre cum smearing against his smooth stomach, has your insides twisting, cunt clenching with each step he makes. Wanting to divert your eyes, you look down watching as your hand slowly lowers, two fingers pushing against your throbbing clit. You are soaked, the fabric of your panties is sopping wet. Your arousal sticks to you uncomfortably. Pushing them aside you let your fingers dance around on your clit, you let two fingers slowly slide inside of you. The feeling has you letting out a quiet gasp, biting your bottom lip, you attempt to pant as quietly as possible.

You look up only to realize he is gone. Nowhere in sight, pausing your fingers you wait a couple minutes. Fingers standing still in your cunt while you grind on them slowly. Not wanting to make too much noise. What you didn’t know was that the mirror was catching the reflection of you, you had left the closet door cracked open just a bit to much, while you were to busy grinding on yourself to almost completion, Yunho was right on the otherwise of the door, back completely against the wall, thumb rolling over the tip of his cock.

The closet wasn’t working for you, there was not enough room to get yourself to completion. You were right on the tip of orgasm but your hand was starting to cramp in the small area. Deciding that you had waited long enough and that if Yunho wanted to come out, he would’ve already done so.

Grabbing the knob you open it as quietly as possible. Pulling your other hand from your cunt, the stickiness runs down your thighs as you walk towards the couch. Plopping your body down, with youra back turned you completely face the mirror, you sink into the soft furniture. Burying your fingers back into your cunt, with your thumb stringing along your clit. The feeling begins to overwhelm you, your chest heaves with need, just as you crack your eyes open. You catch a glimpse of Yunho in the mirror, his pearly teeth shining in a wide smile. Letting out a loud moan. You try to pause your movements, fingers feeling like they are moving on their own. You lay your head on the arm of the couch. Tilting your head back slightly, watching as his figure flees into the dark depth of the house. As big as he is , he moves almost like he’s a feather, quiet, and as light as possible. He's stalking you, watching you like you are his prey. You are open, vulnerable, trying to out run him. You know he’s there, you can feel his crushing presence around, suffocating you. The feeling is almost overwhelming, it’s down right addicting. The house is eerily quiet, your low moans and whines fill the empty air. Fingers continue to pump into your wet walls, on the brink of riding your high. His deep eyes blend into the shadows, moving around as quietly as possible. He can’t help but grab his hard cock that’s leaking from the tip. Watching you stuff yourself full with your hand. Pulling himself from the shadows he makes his way quietly towards you, with your head tossed back on the arm of the chair. Eyes sealed shut with bliss, you miss the movements he’s doing. Prey that has been easily left to be eaten. Gripping your hand, his sudden intrusion stuns you, stopping your actions you slowly blink your eyes open at him, body thick with sweat. His eyes bore down at you, that wide grin never leaving his face, he was going to swallow you whole.

Bending down he pulls your hand from your cunt, the juices dripping from your fingertips as he gets lower, grabbing you he repositions your hips. Laying on the couch so he’s right in between your legs. Warm breath fanning your pussy, you buck your hips into his face. The juices brushes against his lower lip. Flicking his tongue out to catch your arousal on his skin, he’s locking eyes with you. With such a small gesture you know not to test his patience as he won’t let you get away as easily now, the chase is over. He has caught what he wants, and he’s going to drink you down.

Letting his tongue poke out, he licks a small stripe from your hole to your clit, letting the tip of his tongue rest against your throbbing clit. Letting out a weak cry, you arch once more.

“Please, please, please.” You chant over and over again like it’s a prayer. He has what you want, normally he’d play with his food a bit more but he was hungry, and tired of waiting.

Diving face first into your pussy, he rubs his tongue all over your clit, switching between sucking the swollen bud, and mopping up the fluids leaving your hole. Letting his nose bump against the bud, he rubs it back and forth making sure the point of his nose stimulates your clit with each swipe. You begin to feel your arousal and his saliva mix, dripping down to your asshole, the cool liquid has you letting out a hiss. Nose still bumping against your throbbing clit, your legs jump each nose swipe he does. Pausing for a split second to inhale your scent before diving back in, wrapping his soft lips around your clit, his long slender fingers make there way to your hole, index and middle fingers sliding in smoothly. As he is making his way through you the satisfaction of your pussy squelching around his fingers makes his cock jump against his lower belly, swiping at some of the cool fluid he coats his hand in, wrapping it around his cock.

Pumping himself to the same speed as your clit, making sure to match the same tempo. Your chest brings to heave. Toes beginning to curl, suckling on your clit, with his fingers working their way in and out of you, he coats his ring and pinky finger in more of the fluid clinging to your asshole before rubbing on it slowly. The new sensation has your body lurching forward. Gripping the sides of the couch you moan out his name, releasing his cock, he shoves you back down. Letting out a small groan at the loss of his hand, never easing up the suckling on your clit. Legs continue to buck around him.

“Pl-ple-please.” You stutter out as he slowly enters your asshole. Your mouth falling into a large O shape. Eyes fluttering in the back of your skull. The sight in front of him makes his cock jump, more precum leaking from him.

“What’s my name?” He muffles buried in your cunt. Biting your lip you helplessly whimper before answering him.

“Da-oh god, Daddy!” You shout before your legs buckle once more, cunt beginning to convulse around his fingers. Arching your back to the highest degree off of the couch. Your fingers cling to the fabric of the couch, his eyes practically turn black at the sight.

“Yeaaa…I’m your daddy.” He growls into your cunt, as your juices continue to shoot out in spurts. Some of it was too much to fit in his mouth. It drips down his chin, coating his chest. Pulling his fingers from your ass, the aftershock of the orgasm sneaks up on you, hips bucking once more against his face, juices smearing even more on his smooth skin. He pulls away, fingers still deep in your pussy. Letting his tongue flicker out against his lower lip, catching the fluid that is about to drip off. That signature smile is back. A chill runs through your body, one of fright, the other feeling just how actually cold it was in there now that your adrenaline rush has worn off.

“Can’t let anything go to waste now, can I?” He says, asking you such a rhetorical question, your eyes following his every moment. His fingers twitch inside of you, letting out a low mewl at the overstimulation. Pulling his fingers slowly from your cunt, more juices rush out. Coating the couch beneath you. You watch as he slowly licks all the juice off his fingers, before moving them to your mouth. Opening, you take his long fingers in, sucking your own juices off of them. With a relieved sigh leaving your throat, it satisfies him beyond compare. Pulling them out of your mouth, he gets off of the couch, his own cum staining his lower stomach.

“Let’s get you all cleaned up.” He whispers out, sticking two fingers on his skin to swipe off some of his cum before bringing them to your mouth. Opening you take his fingers in once more, humming around his fingers at the slight bitter taste. His eyes twinkle with satisfaction. Letting out a deep groan, he helps you stand. You both make your way to the bathroom to get cleaned up. Your obedience begins to make his cock come back to life once more. Eyes growing darker as you walk in front of him, leading the way like you own the place.

~

As you both make your way back to the room you had been in you cozy up to the side of his body. His freshly cleaned chest warms your cheek. Body slowly falling into a deep slumber as he rubs small circles on your back. Letting out a happy sigh, as he feels he finally has broke you. Letting his own eyes fall heavy, he drifts off for a couple of hours. The feeling of your warm body slipping from him. Cracking his eyes slightly he sees your figure fleeing slowly, watching you move around silently as you try the lock on the door to the room. Letting out a small click of his tongue, making your body halt in its actions. Sitting up slightly, placing his face on the palm of his hand. He watches as you tremble like a leaf. Body jittering with a billion nerves, leaning your head against the door. You are trapped, there will never be any escaping this man. Dropping the bent paper clips you walk back to the bed, head down in shame. His eyes light up at your destroyed figure. Watching you climb back into the bed. You pull the blankets over your body. Letting a quiet sigh escape your throat. Squeezing your eyes shut you try your best to drift off back into a slumber. As your body begins to grow heavy you feel the mattress shift. Slowly lowering his body weight on you, the grogginess of sleep still slumbers well within your bones. Moving slightly you feel your wrists jerk up, almost as if they are being pulled closer to the bed frame. Trying to blink yourself out of your tired state you try to sit up only to realize your hands are being held, you attempt to yank them down from the cloth that has them pinned. Jerking hard once more you groan. Letting out a small sigh he leans his body off of you. The weight of him restraining you is no more, you watch his sleeping figure stand. Looking at the footboard of the bed your ankles are being held by pieces of ripped blanket that’s scattered across the bed. As you watch him unlock the door, leaving it wide open he leaves. For a split second you wiggle your body trying to loosen the tighten restraints on you. The fabric cuts into your skin, biting it with each movement. As the darkness pours in the room, the bright moon reflects in it, the snow from outdoors fueling the small light even more. You hear a loud thud, followed by loud scraping against the floor. As his wide stature fills the door frame you feel dread enter your veins. His eyes don’t leave your own for a second before he makes his way to the footboard. His presence has never seemed so hellish, were you being fooled by his boyish charms? Or had he always been this demonic that you were too warped into his devilish ways to notice? These last couple of days you had been dancing with the devil, but soon the performance he had put on for you was about to end.

He moves swiftly placing a wooden box between your feet that are tied to the bed. He leaves the room, coming back with a sledge hammer. That darkness in his eyes never leaves, the pits of evil continue to rise in every breath he takes.

“You won’t be able to go anywhere.” He says, gripping the sledge hammer with both hands. Before raising it in the air.

“I’ll make sure of it.”

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Crave me - yunho

pairing: bf!yunho x gf fem!reader

rating: 18+, bdsm

genre: romance, bdsm, filthy smut (mdni ty)

summary: The bratty attitude you had with him didn't last long.. as he leaves his patience at the table and destroys you.

WC: 3.5k

warnings: rough/strict dom!yunho, bratty sub fem!reader, bdsm, choking, neck kink, sucking, blowjob, making out, tying up, pet names (darling, babe, love, pretty boy, sweetie, sweetheart), degradation kink (slut, cumslut, whore), praise kink, slapping/spanking, both vaginal and anal, use of bdsm attire (cuffs, blindfold, rope), use of toys (vibrator), sense deprivation (blindfold), little bit of hand kink, punishing, edging, creampie, ruined orgasms, multiple rounds, deals (but Yunho feels cocky and he said fuck the deal), cum cum cum a lot of cummm, squirting, mentions of safe word but never used (reader is a brat), cum eating, big dick!yunho, overstim, backshots, unprotected (REMEMBER TO WRAP UP IRL !), completely consesual !, for sure forgot something.

Author's Note: SO ! When I first started writing this fic, several day ago, I didn't intend to make it this.. filthy. But.. my lovely bestie rated the roughness in the other 3 fics I have posted an average of 8.sth/10 and I took that as a CHALLENGE. Hope you like it, Lis, love you sweetie. Another small note: WHY AREN'T THERE MORE BDSM FICS OUT THERE HELLO? I'M A SUCKER FOR THEM !

Update, Lis: okay, even though i saw some paragraphs before this was published, i was still taken off guard by this. i’m taking back my words, roughness level 10/10, WHEN I TELL YOU I HAD TO TAKE A BREAK AND BREATHE. seriously i love this fic sm and bia you are so talented, you never fail to amaze me❤️❤️ please keep going with your work, i love youu<3 ( i’m still waiting for a demon joong fic 👹👹👹 ) - my answer: the demon joong fic is alr in my drafts, halfway done.

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

The grand dining hall was a symphony of opulence and elegance, its high vaulted ceilings adorned with intricate plasterwork and crystal chandeliers casting a warm, golden glow over the scene. Rich tapestries hung from the walls, their deep hues of burgundy and gold complementing the polished mahogany of the round, small dining tables. As the guests settled into their seats, the gentle strains of a string quartet drifted through the air, mingling with the soft clinking of fine glasses and the murmur of animated conversation.

At one end of the table you were sitting at, the host, Park Seonghwa raised his glass in a toast, his voice resonant and filled with the gravitas of tradition. Across from him, Hongjoong's laughter rang out, light and melodious, adding a delicate counterpoint to the music. The aroma of roasted meats and rich sauces wafted from the platters being served, each dish a masterpiece of culinary art. Conversations flowed like the wine, moving from the latest societal gossip to philosophical musings, as the guests, dressed in their finest evening attire, engaged in a dance of words and wit.

In this setting, every detail was meticulously curated to create an atmosphere of refined luxury and cultural sophistication. Yet, beneath the surface of this carefully constructed elegance, the undercurrents of intrigue and hidden agendas were beginning to stir, promising that the evening's conviviality was only the prelude to a much deeper story.

You, a renowed and well known supermodel, were sitting right next to your husband, Jeong Yunho. He was the CEO of the agency you were modelling at.

The thing is... besides the lovey-dovey side you and Yunho always showed to the other guests and your friends, for example Seonghwa, Hongjoong and the others, the two of you had... another side to your relationship.

Your intimate relationship dynamic was quite.. the opposite of what you were showing. From light forehead kisses, hand holding and warm hugs and kisses... to cuffs, blindfolds and degradation. No one knew the real you when in private, and it made the whole thing way better.

*several minutes later*

"Ooookay, should I ask the chef to bring us some desserts? I think the dinner went really well!" Hongjoong said smiling, watching each of his guests contently. He then hovered his eyes over the whole venue, you could see the happiness flooding over him. It was the ending dinner for a really important business plan that came to a final success.

While the others were happily celebrating with the host, you and Yunho were giving each other some stares. One of the things you loved the most to do was to annoy your man. Why? Cause you knew he'd destroy you the same night. You were never allowed to do things on your own, without his permission. Things such as touching him in public, deny his own touching, dress how you'd like without his approval, because he was really jealous of needy and hungry eyes that always wanted you. Everyone had envy for him, because you were the most beautiful model in your country, the agency itself was the best one, too. But tonight.. you decided to do.. everything that annoyed him and drove him insane. You first started with a.. really nice outfit, you'd say. It was halfway see-through, high heels and silver, bold jewelry completing the look. You were wearing two pieces, a short but flowy black skirt and a white, almost translucent shirt, an elegant one. Your hair was straightened, flowing beautifully on your bare back, as the shirt you were wearing only covered your chest. A silver chain was connecting two pieces of fabric on your back, making you flinch with every slight touch, because of the sheer coldness.

"Darling.. did I ever approve of... this outfit?" Yunho whispered, one of his hands going on your thigh. You tried to deny his touch, moving his hand away, but he only dug his nails deeper into your leg. You flinched, looking at him in the eyes, with an almost innocent look.

"Oh babe... don't you like it? Damn.. I thought it looked really nice" you said sheepishly, smiling at him.

"I didn't say I don't like it but... didn't we agree that these types of visible outfits are... only for me to see, hm?" he whispered and approached your neck with his lips, slightly biting it.

"Babe.. there's people around us. What would they think of you, seeing you kissing me like that?" you said, trying to get a reaction out of him but to your surprise, he remained calm and content, biting you harder.

"Do I look like I give a fuck? You did it to yourself, love. This is the first strike of tonight.. be careful for the rest of the time. I don't feel like destroying your beautiful body when we get back in the room." Yunho said, going in for a soft kiss on your lips.

"We'll see about that, babe." you said and got up from your seat, searching with your eyes the champagne bar.

Someone came behind your back. Of course, it was Yunho, all touchy on your bare waist, as the shirt you were wearing was pretty.. short.

"Babe.. I almost forgot" he mumbled.

"What did I tell you about denying my hand, hm?" his hands hovering your back, one of them on your ass and one on the nape of your neck, slightly squeezing it. "Hm? what did I tell you, mind sharing me your reason?"

"You told me that I should... never move your hand away from myself.." you said turning around to face him. "But... what's entirely wrong with it.. pretty boy? Don't you like it when I tease you..?" you said and gave him a kiss, your hands traveling from his neck to his collarbones, then from his chest to his belt, tugging at it for a second.

"This is.." he whispered. "Strike two.. my love." One more and we're out of here.. remember the rule?" he squeezed your ass, looking right into your eyes, seeing how eager you were to fuck him right there.

Several minutes pass and you were back to your table, sitting next to each other. He effortlessly pulled your seat closer to his, making you gulp at his power and speed. Looking him in the eyes you started being all touchy with him. Started from his hands, feeling up his slender and long fingers, then to his biceps. You stayed like that for a long minute, with your head resting on his shoulder, then one of your hands went straight for his crotch, no warning.

"Yunho, everything good? Why did you flinch, is it too cold here?" Seonghwa asked, confused.

"Ah yes, everything is fine, don't worry about it" he said smiling, squeezing your thigh, his hand going to your pussy, rubbing circles through your panties from under your skirt.

 "Babe... that's strike three, if you ask me." he said and patted you on your thigh, to make you look at him. He then looked around for the exit doors and excused himself, taking your hand into his.

"Joong, we'll be back, I need to take care of something at the agency" Yunho said and then dragged you out.

And as the two of you got out the doors, there was a long empty hall, no one was there. He slammed you to the wall, one of his hands on your throat and one lifting you up. He was going towards the elevator.

"Nh- babe, where are we going? you said through the kisses.

"Just upstairs, I reserved a room for us right here. I didn't think we'd need it but... you wanted to be a little slut so it serves us good. Aren't you my little whore, hm? All down for me, I saw you eye fucking me when you were getting champagne. You wanted me to fuck you dumb tonight, mm? he said while going in the elevator.

"What did you want me to do babe, hm? Did you miss my slaps and my cuffs? You little slut, you'll see what will happen if you're being a brat with me again" and right as he said this, he held you close as he opened the door with the keycard. He closed it and he dropped you on your bed.

Some meters from the king sized bed there was a small bag, and you knew so well what there was... cuffs, blindfolds, ropes.. everything you could think of as a sub. And yes.. the relationship between you and your husband, in private, was a dom/sub one. You found out that you were both into bdsm a while ago, when Yunho didn't resist anymore and tried something new on you. You loved it and... it became a really often practice.

"Love, spread out, now." he said as he went back to get something from the bag.

You were still dressed and he was too. But you could feel yourself leaking right on the bed. You knew you left a wet spot on the dark sheets, something that turned your man on even more.

"Told you to spread the fuck out, you brat. When did you get so naughty, hm? Want me to put you in your place? he said as he spread your legs out, tying them to the bed frame. You still had your clothes on, but the skirt was lifted up and the blouse was all messed up. He ripped of your panties and threw them on the floor.

You tried to say something but didn't have time to react. He went back to the bag and took out some cuffs, then got on the bed, his crotch, still dressed, rubbing on your folds. You could feel his bulge getting bigger, his pants getting thighter as he went further to tie your hands to the headboard.

"For all of what you did tonight.. babe, you'll get punished, you know that, right? he said as he hovered his hand over your throat and collarbones. "Stay still, I'll tie a sheer blindfold to your eyes. I want you to still be able to distinguish how I destroy your little and pretty pussy." 

"Yuyu.. please. Fuck me." you pleaded, trying to look him in the eyes. Whenever he tied a blindfold on your eyes.. it turned you on so bad. You couldn't properly see what was happening nor what he was doing, preparing what to do to you.. but it was thrilling.

"Hmm... what should I start with.. pretty slut, mm? Should I just edge you until you can't take it anymore and cum out of overstimulation and exhaustion, should I make you cry and not let you cum the whole night? Should I.... fuck you and deny your orgasm how you denied my hand? Tell me, sweetheart. I need words, not muffled sounds." he confidently said, giving you a smirk and his right hand going right to your blouse, easily unbuttoning it and throwing it away on the floor.

He hastly gets rid of your bra, his groping entirely unhelpful. Large hands, slender fingers roaming your body, sliding over your nipples, pressing and nibbling at them, cupping your breasts and hoisting your legs up and around his waist. Him, still clothed, you.. only with your skirt on, if that's even important.

"Fuck, Yuyu —" you gasp when he sucks a dark bruise into the skin of your neck, while one of his hands went to his shirt. He slowly unbuttoned it, then went for his pants. He undid them halfway and pushed towards you, getting a soft moan out of your slowly rising chest, heavy breathing from all the manhandling he did on you. He was taking his time. He absolutely loved seeing you begging for his cock, squirming and moving against his crotch in wish of friction. But.. Yunho left all his patience at the door.

"Babe, how did you get me this mad, hm? Did you even think about the consequences, you little slut? If that's what you wanted.. I'll destroy you, sweetheart."

Two of his fingers trace your hole before sinking into you, curling to find the right spot. All you can do is arch your back, your moans and cries soon muffled by one of his hands, as he chokes you.

"Is this what you wanted? rile me up so I'd fuck you hard tonight? all you needed to do is ask, sweetie." Yunho said, curling his fingers right into your sweet spot, receiving some loud moans from you.

You could ask and he'd give you the moon if he could. But he was a completely different person in bed. There's something about him taking you like this, almost feral, that makes your toes curl.. could it be his fingers and how he curls them in you so good that he makes you shiver and cum, maybe squirt all over the place? would it be... his cock and how deep you feel it in you, scared that he might destroy your insides?

He fucks his fingers into you sloppily, scissoring you open with little to no care if it hurts or not. It was clear that he only had one goal in sight, and that being stretching you out just enough to be able to take his cock.

It only takes a few more strokes before he's satisfied, the blunt head of his dick prodding at your entrance, getting loud whimpers from you.

"Use the safe word if it's too much" he said and started pounding into you, making your hands rocket to the headboard, holding on for dear life. It's the only warning he gives you but.. it's enough to get an understanding on how pissed he was. He was holding so thight onto your thighs, them around his waist, that you knew you'd have bruises the next day.

"So fucking tiny" he grunts as he watches you struggle to adjust to his size "Such a whore for my cock, mhm? You take it so well... even if it destroys you. Be my cumslut, won't you? I'll edge you until you can't take it anymore."

"Y-yunho !" you shouted as he used a vibrator on your clit, arching your back at the sensation. The puffed bud he was stimulating made you feel like you'd already come, but something else happend. Your walls clenched on his cock, receiving a low grunt and as he slowed down his thrusts, he watched you contently at how you squirted all over him and the bed.

"Oh wow, already? Lucky this is the only thing I'm letting you do, you little slut" he said as he thrusted even deeper, harder, sloppier into you.

"Babe, n-no don't do th-that I might c-cum" you said as he was giving you another round of circles on your clit, feeling how overstimulated you were.

"Nope, I won't let you" he said as he stopped, pulling out of you, your hole clenching on nothing.

He started rubbing his length lazily, looking at you squirming right in front of him. You wanted to be fucked dumb, until you couldn't walk anymore. But that wasn't his plan for tonight.

"Let's make a deal. If you make me cum only with your mouth, no hands and no sucking. Just touching, licking and nibbling, I'll let you cum. Otherwise, you'll get slapped and fucked... not in your little aching pussy, but deep down in your cute and red ass, until you cry. What do you say, babe, a pretty good deal, I'd say?" he said as he uncuffed your hands, lifting you on your knees.

The thing is... you weren't quite.. on your knees. You were spread out, your aching hole rubbing on the wet and sloppy linen underneath you. You started humping it slowly, not knowing if you were allowed to, but he somehow didn't mind it. He knew you weren't able to cum only from humping on a cloth so he let you do your thing.

"Now.. be my little cumslut and get on licking." he said guiding your head to his dick, throbbing on your lips. You had your hands cuffed at your back, not being able to move them. You started kissing, nibling at the tip, getting some nice groans out of him. Then you started licking the slit, putting pressure with your tongue and licking his length all down to the base of it. The circles you always make on the tip get him from being silent to being louder, as the sloppy sounds of your tongue turns him on more.

"Yes, just like that, sweetie. A liiiittle bit more and you're getting me closer."

You started nibbling, almost like sucking on his tip.

"Yuh, mhm. Go on, make me cum, you little whore" he said as his breath started getting faster, heavier, your licks getting sloppier as he tried so hard not to cum but... you did the deal. He came all over your face, as you were not allowed to suck it.

"Good girl, such a good girl you are" he said as he wiped off his load from your face with one hand and with the other one opening your mouth, his thumb on your bottom lip. He let his cum drip onto your tongue, signaling you by raising his brows to swallow. You did as he wanted, soon sucking his fingers to get every drop of his load.

"Y'know babe.. I kinda changed my mind in between your little nibbles." he said as he turned you over, on your belly, one of his hands on the back of your throat. "You're gonna take me so well, I will make sure of it." he said as two of his fingers went in your other hole, no warnings. You moaned at the feeling of his fingers curling up inside you. The same as before, his goal was to make your hole be able to engulf his length, but this time his goal was to bottom down entirely.

"Thought you could just leave me like that?" he wraps a hand around your waist, the other one on your neck, "leave me high and dry without any repercussions? You're lucky I'll keep my promise and let you cum so... cum, you little slut." as he started pounding heavily and deeply into you.

The hand he had on your waist goes to your pussy, curling them inside you and rubbing your clit.

You shake your head at his words, the coil in your tummy tightening with every word he hisses into your ear, wetness dripping down his balls and coating them as he pounds into your ass.

Yunho could feel you clenching around his cock, knows you're close by the familiar rhythm and your muffled whines rising in pitch. He removes his thight hold on your neck, letting you turn your head around, gasping for air.

"'m so close, fuck, yunho, gonna cum —"

Your entire body tenses then slumps down against the mattress, only held up by his strong arm around your waist. Yunho fucks you through your orgasm, through the oversensitivity and the chants of your little whimpers and words.

"too much, 's too much, please, s-stop" but you never use your safe word. You whine and you cry until your limp body is pushed over the edge again, eyes rolling back while you cream his cock, the 2nd time in a short time.

"c-can't," you whimper weakly, "please cum, please — Yunho, please-"

You're begging him so sweetly, voice cracking and body at his mercy. Yunho's hips stutter and his load spills deep inside of you. Your knees buckle under his waist and you whine when the two of you stumble back, his arms wrapped around your chest, all touchy on your breasts.

"You're gonna take my cum all, you little whore. Remember what I said, being my cumslut? Now, take it" he said as he continued pounding into you, getting you over the edge. He didn't lie when he said he'd destroy you, your knees trembling as he closed the gap between the two of you. He then pulled out, pumping his length and his other hand going to your clit over your thigh, sending you shivers down your spine as you squirt once again for the night, now your body being only handled by the hand he used on you.

"What a good whore I have, mm" he mumbled as he came on your back, slowing down his pumps as he slowly puts you down on the mattress.

"See babe? What happens if you're a fucking brat?" he said as he undid the blindfold, looking at your teary eyes.

"What, by the look you have, you want more, you little slut? Is that right?" he said as he slapped your ass.

"Don't worry, I wasn't even close to being done tonight, turn around, I want you to see me fucking you this time."

[vhyunjinverse]

Bed Time !

Matz (Seonghwa/Hongjoong) x black!f reader || (18+) || reblogs would be appreciated! <3

warnings: ANTI MATZ DNI. pregnant reader, poly relationship, mentions of sex, guys kissing , pussy eating, reader’s breast leaks milk, nipple play, soft ending

“It’s not fairrr.” You whine, grabbing the pillow below Seonghwa’s arm to groan into. He sat there leaning on his palm, smiling at you while you grumble and throw the pillow down, going back to eat out of what would be your second pint of ice cream today.

“The doctor said slow down Star.” He hums, reaching over to run his hand over your somewhat swollen belly. You were only four months, and still kicking. But man were you a fiesty little thing. It was hard dating two people but still getting no action, it pissed you off. Everything was fine until you were in pain, and the doctor told you that sex while pregnant is okay but to be careful. Since then, they’ve both been extra careful with you. And much as you didn’t want to admit it- you were sure you’d give out if they gave in to you and gave you what you wanted.

“The doctor didn’t knock me up either.” You scoff. And Seonghwa made it so hard for you too. You and your partners had just gotten out of the bath- well, Hongjoong spent a bit more time in there like usual, but you and Seonghwa sat in the bed big enough for you all. You were surrounded by various pillows and plushies, wearing only a thin shirt with your hair wrapped in an older t-shirt. Seonghwa, on the other hand, laid there in only his underwear, the lower half of his beautiful body covered horribly by the blanket you had majority of.

A fucking tease he was. His semi-damp hair draping over his eyes, plump lips parted slightly at the sight of you..how beautiful you are.

“Hope you’re not having fun without me. That’ll be low.” Hongjoong scoffs, emerging from the bathroom in a pair of boxers. He comes over to peck your lips, and your stomach next, and then Seonghwa’s lips. The man had his eyes closed, hand still rubbing on that spot on your belly. You shifted slightly, pouting up at Hongjoong. It made him laugh.

“What’s that face for?”

“We’re not having any fun cause Hwa wants to be a fucking buzz kill.” The mentioned man chuckles, looking up at Hongjoong.

“The doctor said to tone it down a bit because of the last time, remember? She’s spoiled, can’t handle a “no” from anyone.” He sits up, holding his mouth open for a spoon full of ice cream- which you happily give to him. “Don’t lie.” you roll your eyes.

“That won’t do then, look at her she’s about to kill us both.” Hongjoong gets into the bed, on his knees as he stared at the both of you. “Our girl needs us doesn’t she?” He leans forward to peck Seonghwa’s lips once again, kiss lingering as they deepened the kiss. You could feel your cunt throb, but your stubbornness got the best of you. You glance away, pout littering your lips while your boyfriends made their way to you. Hongjoong’s hand parted your legs, you squeal feeling the cold air rush to your cunt. Seonghwa started to play with your breast, swollen nipples leaking milk. You moan softly at their touches, head tipping back.

“Just let us take care of you, and then we’ll sleep hm?”

“Would you like that, Star?”

“..Yes please.”

You were such a good girl. A good girl got rewarded, always. It’s how you got pregnant in the first place, neither of them could keep their dicks out of you to save a life.

“Oh..oh fuck- fuck right there- yes!…fuck-“

Your eyes watered as you stared up at the ceiling. Your legs shook, your whole body sensitive- every touch sending you over the edge. Hongjoong’s tongue glides over your clit, fingers pressing into the insides of your thighs to hold them open. You whined, hand tangled in his hair while he sucked on your sensitive bud. Body on fire, you felt everything. He didn’t lift a finger at all, head simply between your legs eating you out while he spread you open.

If this prepared you for birth then so be it. Soft lips danced over your chest. Tongue darting out to lick afterwards- hickeys, red marks covering the easily bruised skin. You felt your pussy throb, spasming at the feeling of your orgasm nearing.

“Seonghwa-“ Gasping for air, your hand found his bare thigh. His warm body slightly leaned over yours, mouth around your nipple. “oh-“ it felt strange, but he lapped and sucked at the milk, wet sounds leaving his lips while he toyed with the other. Milk dripping down your breast, pussy squeezing around Hongjoong’s tongue. You gasp, eyes shutting tightly, “Please-“

“I know baby..” Hongjoong lifts his head up to stare at your frame. How fucked out and tired you looked, on the verge of letting go…a mess they created. “Can barely keep your eyes open.” He dips back in, tongue furiously lapping away at your clit. Your body jolts, hand tightening its grip on Seonghwa- the man sucking your nipple like your milk was the best flavor in the world.

Seonghwa reaches up to cup your face, you glance at his lips: a smug smile on his face with milk trailing down his chin. He pecks your lips gently moving his tongue between your lips as you moan into his mouth. “..s’good…” you whimper. “m’cumming..”

your voice felt so small, slipping into a small space. you felt tired, worn out- fulfilled. you gasp, tasting everything on Seonghwa’s tongue, your juices spreading onto Hongjoong’s. You hum quietly, tiredly laying your head on Seonghwa’s shoulder as Hongjoong licked you clean. “All better?” Seonghwa rubs your belly. Nodding being your only response as you yawned, getting comfortable on the man. “Spoiled ass.” Hongjoong taps your thigh lightly, getting up to go get a towel. “..s’ fuck up” you flip him off, making Seonghwa laugh.

They exchanged a look when the other man got up to adjust your pillows, pecking your cheek while smiling. Hongjoong finished cleaning you up while Seonghwa held you, tired eyes finally shutting.

[yun-fangz]

link.

i've been inspired. mdni 18+

pair: dilf!jongho x fem!reader

cw: suggestive, dom!jongho, sub!reader, praise, petnames, finger sucking, mentions of giving head and thigh riding. allusions to sex, jongho is whipped for you.

not proofread!

your knees and feet scuffed the carpet as you readjusted yourself under jonghos desk, resting one of your cheeks on his parted thighs. you stare up at the man above you with hooded eyes, pupils blown wide.

jongho's eyes traveled from his work to your sitting form as you nestled yourself against him, looking so at him as if he hung the stars himself. a warm feeling bloomed not only in his chest but in his cock as well, the innocent look on your face had him wanting to do dangerous things to you.

he reached a hand out, caressing the soft skin of your cheek, internally groaning as you let out a pleased hum, eyes fluttering at the contact.

"my gorgeous girl" he muttered quietly, his thumb stroking your soft and supple skin. he watched as you stirred, thighs shifting not so subtly against his polished dress shoes. it was cute how easily you could get worked up by just a couple words and touches from him.

his thumb traveled further towards your chin, using almost no force as he parted your lips and slowly pushed the digit inside. you eagerly accepted him, tongue swirling around his warm finger, letting out another pleased moan.

the soft sound of you suckling on his thumb had another hot wave of arousal shoot straight down to his gut, his work slacks now getting uncomfortably tight around his thick cock.

"such a good girl, so pretty for me" he purred out, his other hand coming to brush some of the hair out of your face.

you shifted once again, this time bringing your thighs together in attempt to get some friction. you were embarrassing wet now, your arousal causing your panties to stick tightly to your core.

you imagined his thumb to be his cock, wanting nothing more than to just pull it out of the confines of his slacks and shove him down your pretty little throat. you let an involuntary whine at the thought, opening up your eyes to look at him with a pleading look.

"this not enough for you sweetheart?" he asked softly, readjusting himself slightly. you could feel his muscular thigh shift under your other cheek as he did so, feeling another whine bubbling up in the back of your throat. god, maybe you could ride his thick thigh while he finished of his work for the night.

an inquiring "hm?" pulled you from your hazed thoughts, attention now focused once more on the older man. you nodded your head as best as you could, swiping your tongue against the pad of his thumb.

jongho let out a quiet hum of acknowledgment, biting his lip as he continued to toy with your pretty little mouth. he pressed down a bit on your tongue, watching as your eyes nearly rolled to the back of your head, a needy whine vibrating around his finger.

slowly, he pulled his thumb from your mouth, watching as a string of saliva connected the digit with your glossy lips.

"let me finish this paperwork princess, then i'll be able to give you what you want. alright?"

you nodded, readjusting yourself again to get comfortable. you were more than happy to sit here, head laid on his thigh as you watched him work.

'patient girls get rewards' is what you reminded yourself, words verbatim from jongho.

patting your cheek, jongho cooed as you made yourself comfortable. he doesn't know how he managed to be blessed with such a perfect girl like you, so patient and beautiful, all for him.

"good girl."

it was nearly impossible for him to actually resume his work, knowing you were right there and needy under him. he managed to pull through though as he began sifting through the remaining papers and emails quickly; a promise to reward you once he's done giving him a newfound motivation.

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[thetypingpup]

i like to think that lion!mingi gets extremely subby when you first give him cat nip, like embarrassing so!!!!! just imagine him all pouty when you pull back from your lil make out sesh (cause you need air!!!!) and his eyes are low, lips so pink and swollen, begging for you to kiss him more! he wants your kisses everywhere, he wants to feel you all over him, grabbing your hands to put them on his chest to feel him rumble so deeply for you, he can’t stop gyrating his hips against you and he knows he can just fuck you but he just feels so good and warm and airy

Please he would be so cute, pouting whenever you pull away, whining and grabbing your shirt to pull you closer. Imagine the way he purrs as your hands move over his chest, arching against your hands. Whenever you softly squeeze his chest, his purrs rumble louder, deeper, a lingering resonance hanging in the air. He closes his eyes in bliss, fingers fervently grabbing at your waist in a desperate attempt to pull you closer. Your fingers curl into the hem of his shirt and he's quick to take it off, exposing himself to you without a second thought. 

His lips have been abandoned for a second too long for his liking, and he's quick to whine for more kisses. You eagerly oblige, settling onto his lap, letting his hands rove up your sides while you toy with his nipples. Little whines mingle with his rumbling purrs, his gaze more and more hazy every time he opens his eyes. You can feel his hardening cock pressing against you, right between your legs, right against your clit. He can feel the heat of your arousal emanating from the apex of your thighs, and instinctively he rolls his hips up against you, and you moan against his mouth, much to his delight.

When you come up for air he already looks debauched. His hair is in disarray, his hazy eyes struggling to focus on you, his kiss swollen lips parted as he pants. It’s barely been a few moments and he's already pouting, pawing at your hips, "Please, please kiss me."

"You haven't had enough, baby?" You breathlessly tease, shifting ever so slightly on his lap. You shudder as you grind right against his clothed cock, and he grips your hips tighter.

"I can never get enough of you. Please, I wanna feel your lips again." He ears lower as he beseeches you with the cutest pout he can muster, and you can't possibly say no to that.

Taking another deep breath, you go back to kissing him, taking in the way his pleased purrs reverberate in your mind.

[yuyubeans]

pillow princess

pairing: needy mingi

genre: fluff

wc: ??

As the evening started to settle in, mingi found himself craving attention, watched as you, immersed yourself in a book, seemingly nearly oblivious to his presence. Annoyance bubbled up within him, and he couldn't resist the urge to whine for attention.

"baby~" he called out, his tone tinged with frustration and desperation.

looking up from your book, a hint of irritation flashing across in your eyes at the interruption, it took you months to find this book, what did he want. "What is it, mingi?" you said, trying to mask your slight annoyance.

"I'm bored, and needy" he complained, a pout on his plush lips.

all you did was sigh, setting the book aside for a moment, giving him your full attention. "What do you want to do?" you huffed, trying to be patient.

"I don't know" shrugging his shoulders. "I just want you to pay attention to me."

you couldn't help but roll your eyes, you knew how important it was to make time for your relationship, it's just this book- that's when It dinged

"how about we cuddle, and I play an audio book in the background hmm princess?"

quickly grinned as he jumped into the bed, curling into your lap, inhaling your sweet scent, with a soft smile, she reached out and turned on the audio book "Okay baby, now it's us time okay?" you said, annoyance melting away as you slowly played with his hair, happy whines heard in return, spending the evening reconnecting and enjoying each other's company.

a/n: this is saur cute

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ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ

▪️ᴀ/ɴ : ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜱᴏ ᴏᴘᴘᴏꜱɪᴛᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ɴᴇxᴛ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ [ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴏᴍᴍʏ! ᴍᴀʏ- ]

ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ɢᴏᴅꜱᴀᴋᴇ, ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴛᴇ/ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ, ʙʟᴏᴄᴋ ᴍᴇ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏʀᴛ & ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛ ᴀ ꜰʟᴀɢ

You were pissed, frustrated, angry, grumpy because of Seonghwa. You stomped your way towards the meeting room, your hands holding onto your white pretty handbag tightly in anger. You didn't give a damn about the serious discussion going on inside with so much commotion and random people talking which you could see from the glass door. Your hands grip the door handle, before pushing the door open wide making all the attention in the room move to you. Your eyes directly land on Seonghwa who sat on his chair, his eyes widened when he finds you at his meeting door.

You shrug off the different looks that were thrown your way by the mafia men around the table and make your way towards your husband. You stamp your handbag on the table, hard, which made a loud noise. Seonghwa heaves out a long sigh, rubbing his fingers over his temples before giving you his most unbothered look. "What is it, doll?"

A scoff is instantly escaping from your throat at his tone, your lips turning up in an unbelievable smile from his eyebrow raise. "What is it? You're fucking asking me what is it? Park fucking Seonghwa, you freaking abandoned me, your wife for literally fifteen days and you have the nerve to ask me WHAT IS IT?" All the men flinched at the raise in your voice, but Seonghwa's expression remains unfazed. But the way his eyes darken and his pupils dilate at your outburst doesn't go unnoticed by him.

Seonghwa slowly clears his throat before standing up and fixing his dark purple overcoat. "Everyone, please leave, I'd like to postpone this meeting. I have something to take care of." You could hear the dark tone at the end of his sentence making you smirk, knowing it was working. "Oh look! The big boss is embarrassed isn't he? You don't have balls big enough to deal with me in front of everyone do you? Or are you ruining your goddamn reputation?" You secretly praised yourself for pushing his right buttons cause his nose instantly flares up from your words.

Seonghwa's figure turns around, hovering over you as he stares down at you. His eyes slightly twitch in anger, when he notices your teasing smile. "Behave, little girl." His deep voice whispers next to you, and you could feel your thighs clenching at the voice. You notice the way everyone stands up, walking out of the room under his order. You decide to take it to the second step when you notice Yeosang about to leave from your peripheral vision. Your eyes lighten up at the perfect idea that pops up in your head.

"Yeosang! Don't leave, please." You twirl on your heels, and run towards him with the most menacing smile on your face. The poor boy just looks at you in confusion, his eyes slightly widening when you hide behind his broad back, your arms wrapping around his well built-up biceps. That was the last straw for Seonghwa before he marched over to you, his hands roughly grasping on your wrist, pulling you from behind Yeosang. Although the younger was more buff than Seonghwa, the older's height definitely intimidated Yeosang. Plus, no one could ever escape those shard dark eyes.

"Yeosang, you can leave." Seonghwa tries hard to not make it obvious that he was clearly angry but definitely failed. Yeosang quickly leaves the room, not wanting to face his fury.

One moment you are giggling to yourself and the next you are gasping when Seonghwa slams you against the desk, his hand coming up to wrap around your neck. "Fucking brat, you got some damn nerve coming up here and putting on a show in front of all my workers." He whispers next to your ear, his deep voice ringing inside your head. "Why? Got caught? Embarrassed? Come on Hwa, you're such an-" Your words were instantly cut off by a slap being delivered to your right cheek and you gasp while looking at him with widened eyes.

Before you knew it, you were turned around and Seonghwa's hand came to press you down against the table. His hands yank your skirt up, and rip off your panties in a swift moment. "Now you either shut your mouth unless you want me to take you home and punish you. I'll have you screaming in no time, little girl." Your thighs shudder from his deep voice and you take in his soft scent. "Make me." Your teasing tone challenges him, but his hand just presses your lower on the wooden table.

His hands abandon your neck and just as you were about to raise yourself, you hear his deep voice throw a command. "Stay still, brat." You quickly stop your movements and stay down, not wanting to push his buttons further. You whimper slightly when you hear the click of his belt and instantly you feel the stinging sensation on your bare ass, swallow your words. You moan out instantly, your eyes closing shut when the hard leather makes contact with your soft flesh. "D-Daddy, that was hard." You bit on your bottom lip in pain when his hand comes down to strike against the bruised spot.

"Wasn't this what you asked, slut? You come up here, having an attitude in front of me and expect me to let you get away with it?"

You could definitely not control the loud moan that escapes your throat from the pain elicited on your skin. Your moan turns into a whimper when his long slender fingers tease your hole. His fingers rub over your clit at a very slow pace, his fingertips poking at your entrance. You whine from his teasing, your hips pushing up against his bulge. Your tactics make him swiftly grip your hips and ground your hips against the table. Seonghwa smirks, when he hears your whines get louder as he teases you by pressing your bulge against your wet folds before pulling away in seconds, not giving you a chance to rut against him.

"Daddy, please, don't tease." You beg in your pathetic tone, the need of pleasure and the lack of his touch taking over you. His hands caress your soft skin, raking over your arched back. If only he could care less about your begging tone. His dick hardened at the sight in front of his eyes, your back arched as your legs shook for friction. His fingers trail towards your clit again, only for him to retract his fingers quickly.

You huff in anger, your hands balling up in fists. Seonghwa knew all this teasing was getting to your head and he was absolutely loving it. "For fucks sake, Seonghwa, I didn't come all the way here to get teased. I'd rather have Yeosang take care of me-" You were obviously cut off by his hand that immediately comes up to wrap around your neck, squeezing hard. "I dare you to fucking say that again, slut. You think anyone will dare to touch this pussy, this pussy is fucking mine, all mine to fuck. Mine to fuck full to the the brim with my cum."

You could feel yourself clench around nothing from his words, they definitely aroused you to the core. Your mind was turning hazy over his possessiveness when his hands came down to slap against your womanhood. You scream at his sudden action, while Seonghwa chuckles deeply behind you. "Well deserved for a brat that can't keep her mouth shut." His voice rasps behind you, and without a warning his fingers push deep inside you making your eyes bulge out. "D-Daddy- m-more" You speak in between your choked sobs, your hands gripping the corner of the wooden table in desperation.

"Such a greedy little girl. You want more? I'll give you more, doll."

The whine you let out when you feel him pull his fingers out, quickly turns into a loud moan when he shoves his dick into you without a warning. Your figure jerks forward from the force of his hips, and his hip bones slam against your ass. You chew on your bottom lips to stop yourself from letting more noises escape. But your movements were instantly stopped with his hand coming down to slap your pussy cruelly, his hips having no mercy as he ruts into you at an animalistic pace.

"Scream my name doll, let everyone know who's fucking you this hard. Let them know who's punishing you till you moan." Your eyes roll back in pleasure, and your moans nowhere being controlled as they just get louder. His hands come down to rub against your clit harshly, his fingers flicking at your clit. You could only let out a loud scream when you burst around his long cock. Seonghwa curses from the way you clench around him, your inner walls constricting around him.

His hands slap your clit out of the blue again making you wince in pain, "Who's pussy is this? Who owns this little pussy of yours huh?" Your words get caught in your throat but you instantly muster up all the willpower. "Y-Yours- I'm going t-to cum-" His hips rut into you at a faster pace when you finish your sentence, his cock slamming inside you at an insane pace. Your loud moans, the lewd skin-slapping noises and the creaks of the wooden table were definitely audible to everyone outside but you didn't care.

His hands smack your bruised ass one last time before he thrusts deep inside you, his cock twitching with cum leaking out. You cum around his cock at the same time and your pussy clenches hard around him, making his eyes roll back as he smirks. His cock fills you to the brim with his liquid, and your legs twitch convulsively making you almost lose your balance. Seonghwa instantly wraps his hand around your waist, supporting you up as he slowly pulls his cock out of your abused hole.

Seonghwa slowly makes you sit on the best corner, while he takes pleasure at the sight of both of your juices leaking out of your hole and dripping down to your legs. Your figure leans over his tall frame in exhaustion and your head is rested against his built-chest. "Tired, princess?" You just nod your head while your hands move to cling onto him.

Your exhausted eyes don't bother to open up when he slowly lifts you up and wraps you in a blanket as he walks you over to the couch. Just as he was about to move away from you, your hands gripped onto his overcoat and you whine. "What is it, little girl?" You collect all the strength you have in yourself before mounting over his lap. "Cockwarm me?" You could immediately feel his cock harden under your bare womanhood and Seonghwa curses at the thought. "Your wish princess."

Okay I have to say, this isnt a smut I'm rather very proud of butt... I HAD TO DRINK CANS OF WATER AT WRITING THIS--

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[gothlcsan]

ESEX ; JEONG YUNHO

PAIRING non!idol yunho + afab!reader

GENRE 18+ SMUT

SYNOPSIS when you convince your boyfriend, yunho to take time away from his game to please you, both of you forgetting to turn off his headset..

WORD COUNT 2790

WARNINGS implied shower sex, dubcon (reader crawls under yunho’s desk without him knowing), chokehold (reader receiving), biting, kissing, mentions of breeding, non detailed aftercare, no protection (use protection yall), let me know if there’s more to tag!

a/n my first fic of the new year! thank you to everyone who has stuck with me throughout the year and engaged with my writing and this account overall. 🥺 id love to start 2024 with the goal of making friendships on here and writing for others so if you could share this and send any requests my way, id absolutely love it so much. happy new year everyone! much love. 🩶

Ever since you had gotten your boyfriend, Yunho, the new Spider-man two game for his playstation, he’s been a bit too occupied. You never minded when Yunho would set away time to play his games, always having an unofficial schedule of doing your own work or hobbies while he games. However, it’s been two days and the game was slowly (but quickly) getting in the way of both your relationship and life itself. He’s barely eaten, slept, and you were more than positive that the only thing he did in the bathroom was to use the toilet meaning; he was in desperate need of a shower.

Knocking on his door, you popped just your head in, having to step inside fully with a sigh seeing his gaming headset on. He was most likely playing with his friends (mentally apologizing to their partners knowing exactly what they’re going through) tapping onto his shoulder to grab his attention. Yunho blatantly ignores you, rolling your eyes as you shook his shoulder saying his name again to rob his attention from the game. This ends up with him pausing the game finally, muttering to his friends that he had to deal with something, the group groaning saying to make it quick. Turning his head he gives an annoyed, “yes?”

“Don’t be mean, Yunho. I was trying to not interrupt and ask if you wanted anything to eat but you couldn’t hear me.”

“I’m not hungry.” He goes to put the headset back on, stopping him by placing it back down onto the desk.

“Yeah see I don’t believe that because you haven’t eaten in a few days and I’m starting to get annoyed.”

Lifting up a handful of empty candy wrappers, you glare at Yunho stating candy wasn’t a nutritional meal, a pout forming on his face as he turns his hand to let the wrappers fall back onto his desk. Luckily, he was smart enough not to argue with logic.

“I’m just asking, come eat, shower, and then if you’d like to go back to gaming, cool. I hate sounding like your mum.”

Yunho blushes, apologizing as he tells everyone he’ll be back later on, saving the game before closing out of it. Standing up he feels the ache of sitting for too long, his empty stomach growling loudly as he sheepishly grabs for your hand to walk to the kitchen with you.

“You smell,” you said with a laugh, all but being dragged into the kitchen where Yunho finished multiple bowls of rice and plates of meat. You were happy to see him finally eat properly, enjoying your warm stew as he grilled more meat for the two of you to share on the portable grill.

Finishing your meal, the two of you slouch into your seats, Yunho thanking you for the meal. You laugh at him, telling him it wasn’t a problem and you were happy that he ate. Yunho excuses himself to go shower, giving you a kiss against your forehead before lightly jogging towards the direction of the bathroom. Usually you’d be bothered by having to make dinner and then clean up solo but hearing the shower finally running after a few days, you’ll happily do the majority of the work.

Placing the last of the dried dishes into the cupboards, you turn around hearing the bathroom door opening, anticipating for Yunho to come back into the kitchen (most likely to show you he showered like a puppy.) As if on cue, Yunho comes out of the bathroom and back into the kitchen in a pair of black shorts and a lavender gray sweater, towel wrapped around his neck to protect his hair from dripping onto it. Giving him a tight hug around his waist, you bury your face into his chest, inhaling his clean scent before looking up at him with a huge grin.

“You smell so good. Thank you.”

“Thank you for taking care of me.” Yunho says as he leans down and plants a kiss against your lips, walking back towards his gaming room.

“I love you!”

“I love you too, dork.” You yell back, going to your shared room to grab clothes to take your own shower.

Several hours later, you hit the realization that Yunho was still gaming.

Swiping your phone screen down, you purse your lips, seeing it was already one in the morning and Yunho was yet in bed with you. Placing your phone down next to you, you grab the collar of the baggy shirt you stole from Yunho, taking an annoyed look down at your lingerie hiding underneath the baggy fabric. It felt like a bit of a waste, becoming slightly upset by it. Deciding you weren’t going to get upset or put beneath a game, you climb out of bed making your way down the small hallway into his gaming room. Of course when you twist the doorknob and push the door open, he was sitting at his desk, headset on as he yelled at his friends who were surely doing the same to him. Letting yourself in, you stand behind him for a while knowing that he was engrossed into the game, oblivious of the fact you were positioned right behind him.

“Yunho.”

Nothing.

You nudge him a bit, “Yunho?”

Nothing. If you were a snake, he’d be bitten eons ago.

Huffing you roll your eyes, gently bending onto the floor until your hands and knees touch the carpet. Quietly, you slowly and carefully crawl against the soft carpet to make your way under the desk from the side, thanking Yunho in your head for having pristine cable management. Not wanting to ponder on the level of embarrassment you would’ve had to face if you got stuck or unplugged a cord. He still hadn’t acknowledged your existence, shrugging as you situated yourself to be directly in front of his lap, taking a deep breath before reaching for his shorts. His knee jerks, knocking his knee against the underside of the desk as he feels a tug on the band of the shorts, surprised. Yunho leans back and looks down, flinching clearly spooked when he sees you tucked under him.

“When did you get there?” He asked, confused.

“No, not you, my girlfriend. Shut up.” Yunho hollers into the headset, covering his microphone with his hand.

“You once again didn’t answer me and haven’t even got to see me in my pretty new lingerie.” You feigned a pout, yanking his shorts down.

“Babe-,” He’s cut off by you wrapping your hand around the base of his cock, glaring at him.

“It’s the least you can do, Yunho. If you want to play your game so badly, do so, but I'm using you.” You spat, watching his eyes widen and roll back as you moved your fingers up the shaft, to compare size, the tips of your fingers nowhere near close to passing the tip. He lets out a breathy sigh flinching as he mumbles a suspiciously quick “nothing” into his headset, his head falling back as you leave multiple wet opened mouth kisses up the shaft stopping around the tip.

“Is that my shirt?”

You grin widely giggling as you give him a nod.

“Mhm, I know how hard you get from seeing me in your clothes.”

Yunho must’ve forgotten his headset audio was on, groaning out a low, “fuck,” as he moved to kick off his shorts. His dick laid heavy against his abdomen and stomach, smirking pleased at his expression. Someone was desperate. Placing your hand back around him, you shift your weight so you can easily lean forward, wrapping your lips around one of his balls. Taking it into your mouth and giving it a few suctions at different pressures, Yunho groans loudly, this time a hand reaching down to lock your head into place. The twinge of pain on your scalp makes you wet in between your legs, clenching around nothing as you hum contentedly. Dropping him from your mouth with a wet pop, you fight his grip on you long enough to look at him and smile, hoping to get exactly what you want.

“Take it off.”

Removing his grip from you, he pushes back just far enough from the desk to give you space to maneuver the shirt off yourself, exposing the revealing lingerie hidden underneath. Yunho breathes deeply through his nose, feeling suddenly embarrassed by his deep fixation on you, Yunho clearly content with your choice. The black sheer lace complimented your skin, his long slender fingers reaching down to hook underneath the shoulder strap, moving alongside it until he reached the back of it - - unhooking the bra to fall onto your lap in one smooth movement. Your boobs fall from the bra, blushing as he helps you to move onto his lap, not allowing you a second to process before his large mouth is wrapped around one of your nipples.

“Yunho.” You enthusiastically moan into his ear, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck allowing your fingers to intertwine with his hair. His tongue swipes across the erected bud as he uses his hand to squeeze your boob, pushing more than just the nipple into his ravenous mouth. Your mind becomes clouded as the hand around your boob slips down your stomach until it passes the band of your thong. Long, slender fingers moving suggestively up and then back down your slit before suddenly delving two into your pussy. Clenching around the digits, you whine into Yunho’s neck who hushes you down by praising you, moving just the tips of his fingers not yet thrusting.

“Want, more,” You slur looking down at his hand, giving him an inviting kiss against his jaw that immediately turned into a soft gasp from the sudden thrust of his fingers. They felt incredibly deep already, your head leaning back to rest on his armchair, moans flooding the room. Erotically wet squelching from his fingers pushing into you makes you blush profusely, begging him to quench the fiery desire for him. Fortunately due to the fact you two haven’t had sex in the days he’s spent gaming, Yunho was more than eager to do as you wished.

“Let’s take these off, ok?”

Yanking the thong off your body and throwing thoughtlessly somewhere on to the floor, Yunho helps you up so you're comfortably positioned bent over his desk. He fixes your legs open for easier access, kissing up from the shoulder blades to the crook of your neck, giving a playful bite before refocusing his attention. Wrapping a hand around the backside of your knee, Yunho lifts your leg up, his dick sinking into you with little to no resistance. Your eyes roll up in satisfaction, wrapping your fingers around the edge of his desk to hold yourself somewhat into place, sweet moans already starting to flow past your lips. With each thrust another round of erotic noises are ripped out of you, your thoughts cloudy as you begged Yunho to never stop. He wraps his free arm around your throat, bringing you up to his chest in a chokehold. The grip was tight but gentle enough not to bring you any harm, the additional pain making you clench around him hard.

“Please, please, please,” you begged.

“Please what, hm?”

Your face burns up suddenly embarrassed giving him nothing but breathy whines that held no context.

“I asked you a question, please what?” Yunho reiterated, his grip tightening around both the backside of your knee and around your throat.

“Please breed me, I miss you.”

The entirety of your body inflamed in an instant blush, Yunho smirking as he drops his chokehold on you. You gasped for air, groaning between pursed lips as you felt Yunho’s large hands wrapped around your hips. His thrusts became sloppy but enough to hit all the right places, picking up in pace making the skin around your ass and thighs brighten to a pink. Feeling him twitched whilst inside you made your head spin in circles, it was more than evident both of you were close to your orgasms, taking in large breaths continuously begging Yunho to cum in you. Yunho’s breath warmly fanning your ear as he spoke and the weight of him being pressed against you to do so as he didn’t once slow down his thrusts into you, he bites and tugs at your earlobe before letting go.

“Should I fill you up?”

“Please, Yunho, please-“

“You’d look so cute filled by me.” Yunho cut you off, not having to see him to hear the smirk in his voice.

“Want you, please, please?”

Your eyes hooded over as he laughed over your desperation, fucking into you at a vigorous pace until his legs began to convulse and tremble.

“Fuck,” is the last word you pick up before your head fuzzes completely over, spilling around Yunho’s dick. Quiet moans are pushed out of you as Yunho reaches his climax, warmth filling you up. He slowly begins to lessen his pace, pulling back until he is almost completely out of you before pushing himself back into you balls deep. He mumbles about feeling warm but you’re unable to coherently grasp what he was saying, whining as he pulls out, clenching around nothing already missing him. You can feel your shared arousal drip down your thighs, whining for a kiss, smiling as Yunho felt your head into place to give you a loving kiss. Not caring about the sweat or anything else for that matter, you climb on top of his desk, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck.

The two of you spend a few minutes kissing as a way to “catch your breath,” giggling as Yunho pulls away asking how you felt. Pondering on the question with a hum, you watch his face slowly begin to switch to worry.

“I’m teasing! It felt so good, I missed you badly.” You reassured him, giving him another reassuring kiss on the lips.

Yunho begins to say something but freezes, his eyes wide in panic as he rips off his headset, leaning over you as he exited out of his game and clicked on something else you didn’t recognize. Asking him what was wrong his body simoustanly flushes a deep red, his gaze bouncing between you and the monitor.

“The game wasn’t off,” he pauses, “or the chat.”

You raise an eyebrow. “The chat?”

Yunho groans, begging you to not get mad at him, so red you were scared he’d combust into flames. Asking him again what he was talking about, his sudden concern starting to freak you out.

“The chat, as in my friends in discord, who was on call with me when you came in, heard us.. you know.”

It was your turn to turn red. You hadn’t thought about checking on that before continuing on since the two of you both were equally in the moment, hiding behind your hands in embarrassment.

“Oh my god, Yu, hopefully they didn’t listen.”

“What if they did?”

You weren’t sure why that question made your cheeks flare up the way it had, in between your legs warming and growing wet with curiosity. What if they had? Would they have stayed on and listened? Did they take their headphones off and acted as if they heard nothing? Lastly, why did the idea of someone catching you two suddenly turning you on?

Those “what ifs” ran through your mind at such a speed that made you nauseous, Yunho reassuring you it was nothing, pressing gentle kisses across your jaw and up to your lips. You decided to let it fade from your mind not wanting to overthink something so silly, allowing Yunho to pick you up off his desk bridal style heading out of the bedroom and making his way down the hallway towards the bathroom to shower together.

Now, you and Yunho had forgotten all about the mishap by the time the two of you had round two and cleaned up in the shower. However, for poor Mingi who was slumped back in his gaming chair with his arm covering his face, he was living through the shame of listening to his best friend and his girlfriend have sex. Which isn’t even the worst part of the entire situation, the brute of his embarrassment lied in the fact he had shamelessly masturbated to them. This quickly became a secret he’d have to carry to his grave with him. Groaning as he cleaned himself up, turning off his pc, and never bringing the situation up to anyone, thankful as you two never brought it up either, deciding it was best for everyone if no one acted like it happened.

[mulloey]

perks of the job • mingi & yunho

mingi likes to share

warnings: boyfriend mingi, mingi’s friend threesome, kind of dp (pussy and mouth), dom yunho and mingi but yunho is more dominant, sucking off mingi so good he starts seeing god, mild pet play (yunho makes you crawl), mild praise & degredation, slapping, mentioned punishment, canon massive dick yunho, brief mirror sex, mingi is kind of a cuck,, he’s not a sub but he very much gets off on watching you being used by his buddy, implied manwhore yunho who likes fucking his members’ girlfriends

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“I have an idea.”

You look up from your phone to see your boyfriend standing in the doorway, leaning against the doorframe. You didn’t even know he was awake; you’d left him to sleep when you got up this morning, knowing he’d be tired after staying up all night recording. You can see he’s still half-asleep, eyelids drooping slightly and that dazed expression he has when he’s sleepy still written on his face.

“Morning, Mingi,” you smile. “What’s your idea?”

He clears his throat, shifting on his feet and you frown. He seems nervous about this idea — nervous to share it at least. After months together he rarely even hesitates to share anything with you, so to see him like this has your curiosity piqued. “What is it?” You repeat.

“Um…” he starts. “I think Yunho should fuck you. With me. Together.”

You baulk slightly. You hadn’t expected that to be the idea. You’d talked about the idea of multiples before, but it was casually, and you’d never named names. You definitely hadn’t named his own members and best friends. “Oh.”

“It’s okay if you don’t want to,” Mingi says quickly, clearly worried he’s upset or offended you. “It’s just a thought I had.”

You smile and shake your head, reassuring him. “No, I’m definitely… open to it. But why Yunho?”

He smiles and shrugs, coming to sit next to you on the couch. “I lived with him for years,” he says. “He’s into that kind of thing. And he’s into you.”

You can’t pretend you haven’t noticed the last part. Whenever you saw the other members you’d notice his gaze lingering on you, his eyes hovering over your lips, tits and ass; probably without him realising though, because he’s always been exceptionally polite and respectful to you. But the first part is new. “That kind of thing?” You ask.

He nods. “Yeah, he likes being the ‘third’ or whatever. It gets him off in a weird way. He did it with San’s ex all the time.”

Huh. This is new information to you, but knowing Yunho decently well, it’s not surprising. “He fucked San’s ex?”

“Yep,” Mingi says. “Well, they fucked her together. He loved it. I think he was more upset when they broke up than San was.”

You laugh a little, but your brain is already filled with images of Yunho doing… that to you. Fucking you with Mingi, taking you to new heights and using you for his own pleasure at the same time. You can’t say you’ve never thought about him like that; he’s so tall and large and attractive that you can’t help but wonder what he’d be like. Would he be rough? Sensual? Would he take control, calling the shots over you and Mingi or would he let Mingi tell him what to do, how to fuck you?

Now that it’s on the table, you know you need to find out.

“Have you talked to him about this?” You ask.

“Only hypothetically,” Mingi says quickly. “I’d never offer you up like that. I just asked if he thought it’d be fun in theory.”

“And?”

Mingi’s lip quirks. “He said he’d love to.”

—————

Once you agree it’s arranged quickly. Mingi broaches the topic when he sees Yunho at work the next day and Yunho apparently agrees before he can even finish asking the question. You meet Yunho for coffee a few times with Mingi and find that he’s extremely easy to talk to about this. You also find that, now that he knows it’s acceptable, his leering at you is even more blatant. Once you watch as his gaze stays fixed on your tits for 3 entire minutes. It’s strangely thrilling to be looked at like that. You can’t wait until he can finally get his hands on them — and neither, of course, can he.

It finally happens a few days later, in the apartment you share with Mingi. You wake up early that morning, excitement making it too hard to sleep, and take an hour or two to prepare yourself in the shower, shaving and exfoliating every inch of your body. Not that you don’t make an effort to look good for Mingi like this, but this is a special occasion and you want to make a good impression.

Yunho arrives at 7pm on the dot, and the sound of the doorbell has never been so terrifying. Mingi smiles reassuringly before he goes to answer, leaving you waiting on the couch. The sound of voices as Yunho enters the house sets your heart racing. You hear their casual greetings and laughter and stand to greet your guest as he enters the living room. When he sets his eyes on you for the first time he seems to freeze slightly — just as you planned. The tiny white dress you’re wearing shows off your curves perfectly, flattering you from every angle. He takes a moment to digest the heavenly sight in front of him before he greets you with a charming smile. “Hi.”

“Hi,” you say shyly.

“Are you nervous?” Yunho asks.

You nod, a little embarrassed and he chuckles. “Don’t be,” he says. “I’m very experienced with this. I’ll take good care of you, honey.”

Mingi smiles at him before approaching you, wrapping a reassuring arm around your shoulder. You instinctively hide your face in his chest and he tuts, gently pushing you off. “Be polite to our guest, baby,” he chides. You blush deeply but nod and he strokes your cheek. “Good girl.”

You smile shyly at your boyfriend. You can see he’s nervous too, a slightly unsure look on his face, but it’s far outweighed by the excitement evident in his eyes. He smiles reassuringly at you, pressing a kiss to your lips before beckoning Yunho over. Yunho greets you with a hug, just like normal, but you know there’s something much, much deeper behind it this time.

“How does this work?” You ask. “Do we just start?”

Yunho smiles. “It’s up to you,” he says. “We could get right to it, or we could hang out for a while. Watch a movie together or something.”

“Just a normal movie?”

Yunho chuckles, recognising the implication. “Yes, of course. Anything you like. But I can’t promise I won’t start feeling you up if you’re sitting next to me.”

You shrug, hoping your face doesn’t look as hot as it feels. “That would be fine,” you say quietly and he grins. “But I’d rather just start now.”

Both men chuckle and Yunho pets your hair. It’s not the first time he’s done it to you, he’s always been quite physical (but respectful) whenever he sees you, but it is the first time it’s had quite this effect on you. It doesn’t feel like a gesture from an affectionate friend anymore, but rather, a gentle, teasing touch from someone who’s planning on doing a whole lot more.

Yunho notices your reaction, maybe because it wasn’t as subtle as you thought, and laughs. “You’re so sensitive to me, aren’t you?” He says. “Have you wanted this for as long as I have?”

“Oh, she has,” Mingi answers for you. “She’s had a thing for you since you met, haven’t you baby? She thinks she’s hidden it well but I always knew.”

You throw him a glare but he just smiles innocently, tilting his head teasingly. “Just telling the truth,” he giggles.

“Don’t be embarrassed,” Yunho tells you. “You can’t help how you feel, can you?”

You shrug, shaking your head. “I guess not.”

Yunho smiles, wrapping an arm around your waist. “It’s okay,” he whispers. “I’ve always known you think with your pussy. Little sluts like you always do.”

Your breath hitches and you feel his words deep in your stomach. In your discussions about tonight, Yunho had asked you about the kind of things you enjoyed in the bedroom, and without waiting for you to answer Mingi had gleefully told him how much you enjoyed being talked down to. You’d blushed deeply but while Yunho had laughingly told him to let you speak for yourself, you’d seen the dark gleam that briefly crossed his eyes as he took note of it. You guess he likes it too.

“What do you think?” Yunho asks. His voice is getting lower and more strained each time he speaks and you feel the energy and tension emanating off of him. “Are you a slut?”

“Yes,” you breathe. “I’m a slut, Yunho.”

He smiles and takes your flushed cheeks in his hands, forcing your eyes onto him. You feel the way his massive hands dwarf your face and it sends shivers down your spine. He could really do anything he wants to you right now. “Then you’ll do what I say, right?” He asks. “Since you’re such a slut.”

You nod almost deliriously, desperate to please him. Yunho smiles at the sight and you hear Mingi laugh next to you. “Such a cutie you have, Mingi,” Yunho tells your boyfriend. “I’d be so jealous if she wasn’t offering herself up like a whore for me anyway.”

Your gaze shifts to your boyfriend, gauging his reaction. He’s fiercely protective of you, sometimes a little too sensitive to the jokes even his best friends make, so you wonder if he’s bothered by Yunho talking about you like this; even if he’d told him it’d be okay, it might be different in reality, hearing his precious, darling girl degraded and objectified like this. But it’s clearly not — your boyfriend is rock hard, dick straining against his pants from hearing you spoken about in such a demeaning way. It makes you even wetter than you already are.

“Shall we take her to our room, Yunho?” Mingi asks.

Yunho nods. He’s been to your house a few times since you’d moved in so he knows the way, but he gestures for Mingi to lead. Your boyfriend motions for you to follow him but Yunho stops you, sticking an arm out in front of you to stop you in your tracks. “Wait,” he says. You stare up at him confusedly and Mingi turns to face him, unsure.

“She can crawl,” Yunho says.

Mingi nods, slight smirk on his lips as he motions for you to get down. “You heard the man,” he grins. “On your fours, baby.”

You feel your breathing falter slightly, unsure of yourself as you lower yourself to your knees. As you start to crawl you feel the burn of hardwood floor against your bare knees but you don’t care. You’ve never been more turned on than right now, crawling through your own apartment with the looming presence of two large men walking closely behind you. You feel almost like stalked prey, pursued by two larger, stronger, hungry predators preparing to strike.

Reaching the door of your shared bedroom, Yunho holds it open for you, allowing you to crawl through onto the — mercifully — soft carpets of your room.

The two men settle side by side on the bed, staring down at you with dark, piercing gazes.

“We’re gonna use you tonight,” Yunho says after a few seconds, breaking the tension-filled silence. “You’re gonna show us what a good fuck toy you can be, yeah?”

You nod, blushing slightly and Mingi smiles. “I think she should suck us off first,” he tells Yunho.

“Good idea,” Yunho nods. “Suck Mingi’s dick first, baby,” he says. “Show me how you please him.”

You nod your understanding, watching as Mingi pulls his length out and motions you closer. You crawl towards where he’s sat at the edge of the bed and sit back up on your haunches. Mingi smiles kindly at you, miming a kiss which you return. He lets you take his cock in his hands first, rubbing the length up and down a few times before taking it into your mouth. Just like Yunho, your boyfriend is massive, and he shows no mercy as he slams his cock against the back of your throat again and again, letting you choke helplessly on it. He places a hand on your head, tangling it in your hair so he can keep you in place more easily while the other holds your hand where it desperately grips his thigh. You pleasure him just like you’ve practised, moving between deepthroating, sucking and licking according to the commands of the men above you.

“Choke on it again,” Yunho orders. Through teary eyes you look up to see his gaze fixed on you, mouth parted in awe slightly while he slowly palms himself through his pants.

You do what he says, forcing Mingi’s cock to the back of your throat until you gag, pulling your head off of it. Mingi gives you a split second of respite before he yanks your head towards him, forcing his cock down your throat again. He repeats it over and over — choke, recover, choke — until he gets too worked up, so desperate he can’t bear to not have you choking on him for even a second, and holds your head firmly in place, not allowing you to move back and breathe even for a moment. He knows what you can take and how far he can push you, and he’s going to.

“Fuck,” he hisses. “You sound so good, baby. Feel so good too. You wanna give Yunho a turn?”

You whine, muffled by his cock as you nod desperately and they chuckle. Mingi gently pulls his cock out of his mouth, slapping it against your cheek a few times before nodding at Yunho. At Mingi’s cue Yunho grabs a fistful of your hair and drags you towards him. “I'm a little bigger than Mingi,” he warns. “But I think you can handle it. Do you, Mingi?”

“She definitely can,” your boyfriend affirms. “She’s so talented.”

Yunho laughs softly before finally pulling out his cock and fuck, he was right. It’s not just long, but one of the thickest and prettiest cocks you’ve ever seen. You feel your eyes water again at the sight and you gulp, staring up at Yunho’s smirking face. His face softens seeing your anxiety and he smiles, reaching a hand to stroke your cheek and letting you briefly nuzzle into it.

“Don’t be scared,” he says. “I’m right here. So’s Mingi.”

You nod, pulling yourself together before inching your head towards Yunho’s cock. You look up at him again, silently asking for permission which he grants with a nod before you take him into his mouth.

You start with the head, holding the shaft in your hand and licking experimentally at the tip. It tastes good, clean, so you quickly let yourself take the rest of it into your mouth. You bob up and down on it, loosening your throat up to take it deeper. His grip in your hair tightens as you go further, strangled groans released when you hit a particularly good spot. Determined to get the whole thing in your throat, you lift yourself up off your knees slightly and he takes the opportunity to reach his hand around to harshly slap your thinly covered ass. You scream around his cock, causing him to moan louder. “Fuck, Mingi, where’d you find her?” He groans. “She’s so fucking good at this.”

Mingi laughs, reaching to stroke the back of your head gently. “I got lucky, didn’t I?”

“I’ll fucking say,” Yunho gasps and you giggle slightly. He moans, yanking your hair forwards to force you further down his cock again. “Feels so fucking good when you do that baby. Make these pretty noises with my big dick in your mouth.”

You work for a few more minutes, and you can feel his orgasm coming before he abruptly pulls out. Hee stands, wobbling slightly which makes you proud, and points to the bed. “Up here,” he orders. “All fours.”

You manage to pull yourself up despite the slight dizziness from the way you’ve just been used and settle yourself where he points, lying on your front with your ass sticking up. Mingi leans to reach your head, gently stroking your hair as he whispers, “you’re doing so well, baby.” You smile softly at him, leaning to kiss him which he allows, pressing a brief, chaste kiss to your swollen lips. “Good girl,” he says, before standing up to join his friend.

From this position, you only just notice, you have a perfect view of yourself in a mirror, and of the two men looming behind you. You don’t remember buying this, and definitely don’t remember putting it here, but fuck if it isn’t a stroke of genius. You gulp, looking up to Yunho’s reflection in the mirror. His brows are furrowed as he stares your body up and down like he’s inspecting it, and he offers a brief smile while he notices you staring.

“Like the mirror, baby?” He asks. “I had Mingi buy it and move it here this morning. Wanted to surprise you.”

You make a noise of appreciation and he smiles. He bends over slightly, leaning over you until his head is right next to yours. He keeps his eyes on the mirror, making eye contact with your reflection as he speaks. “Ready to see how pretty you look when I fuck you? When we fuck you?”

You whine, feeling his words in your stomach and he grins, pressing a kiss to your cheek before straightening back up. You feel two pairs of hands on your, running up and down every inch of your body like they’re claiming ownership, before Yunho quickly flips up your flimsy dress to reveal your ass.

“No panties,” he whistles. “Good slut.”

With one hand pressing down on your back to hold you in place, the other runs over your ass carefully before winding back and delivering a hard slap. It’s hard and strong, making your ears ring briefly and you cry out softly, burning your head in the pillow. Another hand hits you, and you recognise the soothing touches that come after as Mingi — whenever your boyfriend spanks you, he likes to rub circles on the spot he’d struck to massage in the pain. You don’t know if he even knows he does it, but it’s a sweet quirk that reminds you that your loving, adoring boyfriend is still here. “Don’t hide your face, baby,” he says. “That’s why we put the mirror there. We want to see your pretty reactions at all times.”

You nod, lifting your head up and whispering an apology. The men smile, each stroking one of your ass cheeks soothingly. “Good girl,” Yunho says. “I don’t want to have to punish you when we’re having so much fun.”

Your mouth opens wordlessly and you stare at Yunho, confused, scared and turned on. “P…punish?” You ask quietly.

Yunho smiles, chuckling softly as he gently pats the red mark on your ass where he’d struck you. “I guess we never talked about that, did we? I like the girls I fuck to be obedient, and I’m willing to make sure they are myself.”

“With permission, of course,” Mingi quickly interjects before you can worry.

“Of course,” Yunho agrees. “I’ve never punished anyone who wasn’t begging me to correct their behaviour.”

“Oh,” you say. Your brain is brimming now with thoughts of Yunho punishing you. You wonder what he’d do; maybe he’d go the classic route and spank you to tears. Or maybe he’d force orgasm after orgasm out of you like he’d told you he likes to do, or not let you come at all. As much as you want to find out what he’d do, to hear him call you bad girl and tell you how you deserve to be punished, you can push those buttons another time. For now, all you can think about is that massive dick finally fucking you. “I’ll be good,” you whisper.

Yunho hums. You feel his hand move from your ass down to your naked pussy. His touches against it are feather-light, barely noticeable if they weren’t in such a sensitive place and from someone you’re so desperate for. His other hand, still on your back, presses down further as you start to squirm. “Remember what I said, baby,” he says as he presses a finger into you. “Be good and stay still.”

You nod, but as he adds a second and third finger you cry out and instinctively reach your arms back to touch him. He tuts, grabbing your arms and holding them down easily against your back with one hand. “I said stay still,” he chides. “Last warning, baby.”

You nod, whispering an apology which he accepts with a nod. The whole time Mingi’s been watching you, slowly stroking his cock as the sight of his girlfriend being used by his friend. Yunho notices and throws the other man a smile. “Why don’t you go fuck her mouth, Mingi?” He suggests. “Seems filling up one hole isn’t enough to keep her obedient.”

“Good idea,” Mingi smirks. He rounds the bed to stand in front of you, feeding his twitching cock into your mouth. He turns around, seeing your view of yourself blocked and grins. “So much for the mirror,” he laughs.

“Mm, so much for the mirror,” Yunho agrees. “Next time I’ll punish her for moving so much that we have to block it. But right now I just wanna fuck her.”

Mingi starts to thrust lazily into your mouth, gripping your hair like he did before. It feels incredible but you can barely focus on it. You’re desperate for Yunho now. Yunho pulls his fingers out, pushing your dress back a little further. “Hold her arms for me, Mingi,” he says. “I want all the leverage I can get.”

Mingi nods and reaches his hands forwards to hold your arms down against your back where they’d been before. Without a hand in your hair to force you down on him himself, he speed ups his thrusts, getting stronger and more merciless. You take it diligently, choking and spitting on it like the good girl you are.

When Yunho’s cock finally starts pushing into you, you falter slightly, involuntarily jolting forward into Mingi and forcing his cock to hit the back of your throat. It doesn’t last long before Yunho grabs your hips, yanking you back into him. He looked big and felt bigger in your mouth but this is something else entirely. It feels like having your virginity taken all over again, tiny hole stretched by an impossibly big and merciless dick. When he finally gets all the way in your scream around Mingi’s cock. You start to thrash but their grip on you is iron, holding you in place and completely at their mercy.

Yunho gives you a few seconds before he starts to move, slowly at first then faster and faster until he’s fucking into you relentlessly. You feel completely powerless, used in two holes and held down by strong hands who want nothing but to use you for their pleasure.

The entire bed is shaking from Yunho’s hard pounds and Mingi’s relentless thrusts in your mouth. While he fucks you Yunho delivers endless slaps to your ass and thighs and you’re sure your skin will be red and burning by the time he’s done with you. They’re both talking to you but you can barely hear them. All you can focus on is the feeling of being fucked without mercy by two of the largest cocks you’ve ever seen. You’re screaming without a break now, throat hoarse but you love it, you could live off this feeling for the rest of your life.

Mingi comes first; he’s always extra sensitive to your mouth. He’s not fast by any means but something about the way you suck him, the way you let him abuse your throat without a break, makes it hard for him to control himself. His load is massive, even bigger than usual, but you swallow every drop just like you’re ordered to. He keeps his cock, now soft, in your mouth, letting you suck at it for comfort while Yunho practically splits you open. With the way you’re screaming his cock also serves as a gag, keeping you marginally quieter so as to avoid any complaints from neighbours. The thought of it, having a soft cock in your mouth to gag your screams while another man fucks you, is so hot it brings you closer to your own climax.

Yunho lasts a little longer but you feel his orgasm coming, building up as his thrusts get harder and faster and his moans get louder until he’s yelling. With a final shout he releases inside you, thrusting a few times to empty himself completely. While he does so he reaches to rub your clit, wet fingers making it even more sensitive. When your orgasm finally hits, stronger and more overwhelming than ever before, he talks you through it but you’re so far out of it that you can’t quite decipher what he’s saying.

When he finally pulls out, releasing his iron grip on your hips, you collapse instantly, utterly exhausted. Mingi quickly takes you into his arms, holding your head against his chest and stroking your sweat-soaked hair. Yunho sits beside you, rubbing your legs and pressing soft kisses all over your body.

“You did so well,” Yunho says. “That was the most fun I’ve had doing this.”

You sniffle slightly and stare up at him. The dark, feral gleam in his eye is gone and his face is back to the kind, considerate Yunho you’ve known for a while. “Really?” You ask.

He chuckles, nodding slightly. “Really,” he confirms. “If you both want it, I’d love to do this again. Make it a regular thing, even. You’re too good to just leave it at this.”

You giggle, blushing slightly and your boyfriend laughs, staring down at you fondly. You feel the vibrations of the laughter in his chest and it comforts you. You sigh happily, nuzzling into him as he caresses you, gently soothing you down from your high.

“Should I go get some snacks for her?” Yunho asks.

Mingi hums, nodding. “There’s some fruit on the table you can cut up for her. She’ll need some water too.”

Yunho nods. “Of course. I’ll be right back.”

He presses a kiss to your cheek before getting up and walking out, softly closing the door behind him. Mingi lifts your chin to press a soft, loving kiss to your lips. “My beautiful baby,” he smiles.

You smile back, your heart warm. “My Mingi.”

By the time Yunho returns you’ve fallen asleep in Mingi’s arms, lulled to sleep by his soft praises as he rocked you. Telling Mingi to make sure you eat it once you’re up, Yunho places the fruit on the nightstand and kisses your hand one last time before leaving.

When you check your phone a few hours later, once you’re fully down from your high, you see a new message lighting up your screen.

yunho: Good girl.

—————

hope you liked this! this is the longest smut ive written so far so please let me know your thoughts on it as i’ve put quite a bit of time into making it hot for u. so tell me what you think!! i get very motivated to write more when i get feedback or comments:) i’m getting to other requests now and the request box is still OPEN!! love🖤🖤

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✧꡴ - 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 - 𝐔𝐧𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐎𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭, 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐲 :𝟑 (𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 :𝟑)

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He was always buried in his gaming, rarely giving you the time of day. It was usually tolerable, you didn't mind just being in each other's presence. But today, you felt an overwhelming need for his attention. You pleaded with San to log off and spend some time with you, but he kept insisting on just a few more games. Frustrated, you give up and climb onto his lap, burying your face into the crook of his neck, hips pathetically grinding against his thigh.

He sighs and grumbles, “Y/N, You’re such a pervert.” He chuckles, his gaze still on the game, his fingers moving at a frantic pace with his controller. You continue to grind on his lap, your neediness spurring him on to keep playing. He could feel your warmth seeping through his pants, your movements growing more desperate with each passing second.

San tries to focus on his game, but your insistent grinding makes it difficult to concentrate. He shifts uncomfortably, feeling a familiar stirring in his pants. With a frustrated groan, he pauses the game and sets the controller aside.

"Y/N, this is getting ridiculous. If you're going to keep doing this, at least let me enjoy it," he mutters, finally turning his attention fully to you. His hands move to grip your hips, pulling you away from his thigh and down to his crotch, making you straddle him fully. He can feel the heat of your core through his pants, and his own arousal grows in response

He grabs your hips tighter, grinding his hardening bulge against your core. His other hand reaches up to playfully tug at your hair. "Mmm, you're really worked up, aren't you Y/N? Grinding against me like a cat in heat," San Tsk’s. He rolls his hips, rubbing himself against your entrance. "I bet you're just aching to have me inside you, filling you up..."

He starts thrusting up to meet your movements. The friction of your clothed sexes rubbing together sends sparks of pleasure through the both of you.

"Fuck, you're so wet already. I can feel you dripping through your panties," San growls. He hooks a finger under the waistband, tugging it aside so he can rub his fingers along your slick, wet folds, causing your head to fall back and gasp.

"This what you want? Want me to shove my fat dick in your tight little pussy and fuck you right here?" He grinds the tip of his cock against your entrance teasingly. Before you could answer, he unhooks his finger and pulls your underwear back in place. He grins at your frustrated whimper, loving the desperate, needy expression on your face. His large hands roam your curves possessively as he continues grinding against you.

"Aww, did you think I was gonna give you what you want that easily? No way," he taunts with a chuckle. "You're gonna have to work for it, baby. Show me how badly you need my cock."

San leans back, getting more comfortable on his chair. He spreads his legs wider, giving you better access to his hard bulge straining against his pants. He gestures for you to keep going with a jerk of his chin.

"C'mon then, don't stop now. Grind that greedy little pussy all over my dick. Get us both nice and worked up," he demands huskily, his eyes dark with lust as he watches you closely.

The pressure and friction as you hump against him feels amazing, stoking the fire building between your legs. San breathes heavily, fingers digging into your hips. He rolls his hips up to meet your movements, fucking into your clothed sex.

"Yeah, just like that. Rub my cock with those needy hips. Fuck, you're so hot when you're like this - all desperate and horny for me," San praises breathlessly as he loses himself in your movements, chasing his own pleasure. The pressure and friction is driving him wild with need, his cock throbbing and leaking in his pants.

"This is turning me on so much," San pants harshly, one hand sliding up to roughly palm your breast. He pinches and tugs at your nipple through your shirt, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core.

"I bet you're so close already, aren't you slut? Gonna cum all over my cock like a dirty girl," he growls, rolling his hips up to grind against your clit. The added stimulation has you seeing stars, your moans growing louder and more desperate.

San leans forward to capture your lips in a sloppy kiss, all teeth and tongue as he devours your mouth. His other hand delves between your bodies, pushing your panties aside so he can rub your dripping folds directly.

"Go on then, cum for me Y/N. Wanna feel this hot little pussy spasm on my fingers as you scream my name," San demands, circling your clit with expert precision. He scissors two fingers inside you, pumping them in time with the rhythm of your grinding.

You’re is putty in his hands, chasing your rapidly approaching orgasm. The lewd sounds of the dry humping fill the room as you both lose yourselves to pleasure, grinding and bucking together frantically. San feels his own release building but holds back, determined to make you come undone first.

Your moans grow higher in pitch as Sans skilled fingers work you closer to the edge. Your inner walls flutter around his digits as you grind desperately against his hand, chasing your release.

"That's it, cum for me slut. Show me how much you love my fingers in this needy cunt," San growls, curling his fingers just right. The added pressure on your g-spot combined with the relentless stimulation of your clit sends you flying over the edge with a sharp cry.

Your pussy spasms and clenches around Sans fingers as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over you. He works you through it, prolonging your orgasm until you’re boneless and trembling in his lap.

As you come down from your high, San groans as he feels his orgasm rapidly approaching, his cock throbbing almost painfully. Unable to hold back anymore, he fumbles with his zipper, quickly freeing his hard length. He grips your hips and positions himself at your entrance, the head of his dick kissing your slick folds

"Fuck, I can't hold back anymore. Gonna breed this tight little pussy," San mutter, thrusting his hips forward and burying himself to the hilt inside your wet heat in one smooth stroke, burring himself in your sopping wet pussy.

You both groan at the sudden fullness, your sensitive walls clenching around the thick intrusion. San doesn't give you time to adjust, immediately starting up a brutal pace as he fucks into your still spasming cunt.

"Take it Y/N, take my cock. Gonna pump you full of my cum," he snarls, hips slapping obscenely against your ass as he ruthlessly pounds you into the gaming chair. San grips your hair, forcing your head back as he leans down to mark your neck with biting kisses and sucking hickeys.

The wet squelch of his cock pistoning in and out of your soaked pussy mixes with your moans and his grunts of pleasure. He fucks you through the aftershocks of your orgasm, using your limp, oversensitive body for his own satisfaction.

"F-fuck! This what you wanted slut? My attention?My cock splitting you open? I’m gonna fill this pussy with my cum until it's dripping out of you," he growls, the filthy words only turning you on more.

With a few more deep thrusts, San buries himself to the hilt, groaning as he finds his release. He roars as your fluttering walls milk his cock for all it's worth. His balls draw up tight and with a few more erratic thrusts, he slams deep and explodes, pumping you full of his hot seed, breeding you, filling you up just as he promised Thick ropes of cum paint your inner walls and he keeps grinding against your cervix to make sure every last drop takes root.

You both stay locked together as San empties himself inside you, both panting harshly from the intensity of your shared orgasm. He nuzzles into your neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses to your racing pulse. A smug, satisfied smirk tugs at his lips.

"Mmm fuck, knew you'd feel amazing wrapped around my cock," San murmurs, giving a lazy roll of his hips that makes you whimper. He pulls out slowly, watching with hooded eyes as his release trickles out of your used hole to stain your panties.

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hot water | db

jung yunho x m! reader handjob + orgasm denial + teasing + desperate yunho! + blowjob

all day yunho had texted you weirdly. now, late at night as you press a hot kiss on his neck, his body trembling as you slowly glide your hand over his girth, you realize this is what he wanted. what he needed.

he’s vocal about the pleasure you give him. the way you glide your thumb over his tip so slow yet delicious, making his hips buckle. the way he whines and moans when you easily help him reach his peak only to let go and pat his tight abdomen. the way he shudders when you play with his length, bringing him to the edge but never letting him go over it.

the desperate groans he lets out when his eyes roll back but never because he orgasms. always because you deliciously work him up, playing with his balls and moving your hand up his dick in a delicious synchronization. the pre-cum dripping from his tip glistening in the dim lights of his bedroom. you lick your lips, proceeding to do nothing yet to fully give him what he wants.

his thighs tremble close when you let go of his dick again. he whines pitifully, whimpering like a kicked pup. “baby,” he whines, looking at you with tears in his eyes.

his cheeks are flushed red. his hair is sticking to his forehead from sweat. his chest is rising from his ragged breaths. you place a kiss on his shoulder, directly above a hickey you had left there not so long ago. his collarbone is littered with reddish spots from your teeth nipping. neck littered with hickeys. goodness, he’s gorgeous.

“okay baby,” you say with a smile as you settle yourself between his trembling legs. “only because you look so pretty begging.”

he whines again, slumping back into the wall of pillows. the way you lick the underside of his cock before latching onto his red, leaking tip makes his tilt his head back and groan. you suckle softly, loving his expressions. you still deny him one last time, knowing your mouth always makes him beg with tears pouring out his eyes.

“please, please,” he gasps, pulling at you hair as you bob your head. “no, no-“ he sobs as you pop off and laugh. “baby, please-“ he hiccups.

and you finally, FINALLY, give him the orgasm of his life.