#dom Jungwon

[starsenha]

COLLAB STAGE / Y.J

Pairing ◊ sub!fem!idol!reader x dom!idol!jungwon (ft. Lesserafim Yunjin)

Genre ◊ SMUT, fluff

Warnings ◊ SMUT (MINORS DNI), harddom!jungwon, hair pulling, fingering, oral (m. receiving), semi-public sex, overstimulation, rough, slight dacryphilia, mirror sex, aftercare, dry humping, petnames (sweetheart, baby...), reader is a year older than jungwon (so he calls her noona)

Word count ◊ 6.7k

Summary ◊ You and Jungwon were friends since your trainee days, you've always seen him as a little brother, until this collaboration you had to with him for your Summer Gayo Daejeon performance

a/n: not proofread, enjoy!

You stepped out of the sleek, black car provided by Hybe Entertainment, the cool morning air brushing against your face as you headed toward the familiar studio entrance. The tall building loomed above you, your company logo glinting in the sunlight. As you entered the lobby, you were greeted by the usual bustle of staff and trainees, everyone busy with their own schedules.

“Good morning!” you called out to a few familiar faces, receiving nods and smiles in return. The anticipation bubbled in your chest as you reached the designated practice room. Today was pretty special. The CEO had chosen you to do a collaboration stage with a member of Enhypen for the upcoming SBS Gayo Daejeon performance. And you were so happy that that member was Jungwon. You used to train together back in the day. He was only a year younger than you, and you were always pretty close. Plus, your groups debuted around the same time. But, what you did not know, was that Jungwon always kinda had a crush on you, and he’s been trying to make you see him differently for months now. 

Pushing open the door to the studio, you saw him already there, stretching on the floor. His eyes lit up when he noticed you, and he jumped to his feet with a wide grin.

“Noona!” Jungwon called out, his youthful enthusiasm infectious.

“Won! You’re here early,” you said, smiling back as you dropped your bag on the bench and joined him in stretching.

“I was too excited to sleep much,” he admitted with a chuckle. “This is going to be so much fun. I can’t believe we finally get to do this.”

“I know! I’ve been looking forward to it too,” you replied. “It’s been a while since we’ve had the chance to work on something together.”

As you both chatted and caught up, the door swung open again, and the choreographer, Ji-eun, walked in. She was a renowned figure in the industry, known for her intricate and dynamic hip-hop routines. You had already worked with her, as she created the choreography for your group’s last comeback.

“Good morning, everyone!” Ji-eun greeted, her energy palpable. “Are you two ready to work?”

“Yes!” you and Jungwon responded in unison, exchanging amused glances.

Ji-eun clapped her hands together, signaling the start of the session. “Great. Let’s get started with the basics of the routine. It’s a hip-hop piece with a lot of sharp movements and synchronization. I need you both to bring your A-game.”

You and Jungwon nodded, focusing as Ji-eun demonstrated the initial steps. The beat of the music pulsed through the room, and you found yourself getting lost in the rhythm. Jungwon mirrored your movements perfectly, his natural talent shining through.

“Good, good! Now, let’s add some more complexity,” Ji-eun said, moving into the next sequence. The steps were fast and challenging, requiring both agility and precision.

As the session progressed, Ji-eun occasionally stopped to give pointers, adjusting your posture or tweaking a movement here and there. The routine was demanding, but you relished the challenge. You and Jungwon fell into an easy rhythm, your movements syncing effortlessly.

“Perfect! That’s what I’m talking about,” Ji-eun praised after another run-through. “You two have great chemistry. This stage is going to be amazing.”

Jungwon grinned at you, wiping sweat from his brow with his towel. “We make a pretty good team, huh?”

“We always have,” you agreed, returning his smile. “Remember those practice sessions back when we were trainees? We were always trying to outdo each other.”

“Yeah, and you always won,” he laughed, a hint of admiration in his voice.

“Not always,” you corrected him. “But most of the time, yes.”

You saw Jungwon roll his eyes playfully and open his mouth to retort, but Ji-eun called for another run-through. You threw yourself back into the routine, your body moving instinctively to the beat.

An hour and a half flew by in a blur of music and movement. By the time Ji-eun finally called for a break, you were both exhausted but exhilarated.

“Take fifteen, and then we’ll do a full run-through with the music,” Ji-eun instructed, heading out to take a call.

You collapsed onto the floor, stretching out your legs. Jungwon flopped down beside you, panting lightly.

“This is going to be epic,” he said between breaths.

“Definitely,” you agreed. “We’ll show everyone what Jokerz and Enhypen can do together.”

Jungwon’s expression softened as he looked at you, a hint of something unreadable in his eyes.

Ji-eun returned to the studio and gave you both some final pointers before she left you to rehearse on your own. The studio was buzzing with the high-energy choreography you had been perfecting all morning.

“Okay, you two, I think you’ve got a good handle on this,” Ji-eun said, clapping her hands together. “I’ll leave you to practice on your own for a bit. Just remember to keep the energy up and stay in sync.”

“Got it!” you and Jungwon chorused, both of you giving her a confident nod.

As Ji-eun left the room, you turned to Jungwon with a grin. “So, ready to run it again?”

“Absolutely,” he replied, his eyes sparkling with determination.

You both got into position, and the music started up again. This time, without Ji-eun’s watchful eye, you found yourselves more relaxed, allowing your natural chemistry to shine through. Your movements were fluid and synchronized, feeding off each other’s energy.

“Nice move there, wonnie!” you called out mid-routine as he nailed a particularly tricky step.

“Thanks, noona! You’re killing it too!” he shot back, his smile wide.

After a few more run-throughs, you both paused for a break. You went to take your water bottle in the corner of the room, trying to do some air with your hand. 

At the corner of your eye, you saw Jungwon pulled off his hoodie, revealing a tank top underneath. You blinked, momentarily taken aback. You had always seen Jungwon as a little brother figure, but seeing the definition of his muscles was… he was so hot. You tried to ignore the unexpected flutter in your stomach as you took a sip of water. As he took his own water bottle, you watched him discretly, a pool forming in your belly. 

“Uh… you’ve been working out lately?” you said, attempting to keep your tone casual.

He glanced down at himself, then back at you with a casual shrug. “Oh, this? Yeah, I sometimes work out with the hyungs. Gotta stay in shape, you know?”

You nodded, trying to focus on the conversation and not how his tank top clung to his frame. Wow, this was new. “Makes sense. It’s just… I guess I never noticed before.”

Jungwon’s eyes twinkled with amusement as he caught the slight flush on your cheeks. “Noona, are you blushing?” he teased, flexing his arm a bit more prominently.

Your face heated up even more as you sputtered, “N-no! I’m just… it’s hot in here, that’s all.”

He smirked, clearly enjoying the effect he had on you. “Sure, whatever you say.”

Determined to shift the focus, you stood up and stretched. “Let’s get back to it. We’ve got to nail this routine.”

Jungwon chuckled, following your lead. “Alright, let’s do it. But don’t think I didn’t notice, noona. You were totally checking me out.”

You shot him a mock glare, trying to ignore the way your heart skipped a beat. “Focus, won. We’ve got a show to prepare for.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he said, still grinning. “I’m focused, don’t worry,’’ his grin transformed into a cocky smirk as he put his hands into the pockets of his gray sweatpants and walked up to you. 

As the music started up again, you threw yourself into the routine, trying to push aside the newfound awareness of Jungwon. But every now and then, you caught him glancing your way, that same smirk still on his lips. It was clear he enjoyed seeing you flustered, and you couldn’t help but feel a mix of embarrassment and something else you couldn’t quite place.

After a long and exhausting practice session, you finally made your way back to your dorm. As you opened the door, you were greeted by the familiar sight of one of your bandmate, Yunjin, lounging on the couch with her phone in hand.

“Yay, you’re back!” she exclaimed, looking up from her screen. “How was the practice with Jungwon?”

You sighed, dropping your bag by the door and collapsing onto the couch beside her. “It was… something.”

She raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “What happened?”

You hesitated for a moment, trying to find the right words. “Well, you know how I’ve always seen him as a little brother, right?”

“Yeah, of course. You’ve mentioned it a million times,” she replied, her curiosity piqued.

“Okay, so today, we were practicing this really tough hip-hop routine for Gayo Daejeon,” you began. “And Ji-eun left us alone to rehearse on our own for a bit.”

“Uh-huh, go on,” she encouraged, leaning in closer.

“Well, Jungwon took off his hoodie because it was getting hot in the studio,” you continued, feeling a blush creep up your cheeks at the memory. “And he was wearing this, like, tank top underneath. I had no idea he was that… fit.”

Yunjin’s eyes widened, and she burst into laughter. “Oh my God, you got flustered, didn’t you?”

“I mean…a little,” you admitted, burying your face in your hands. “It’s just, I’ve always seen him as this cute younger brother or something. But today, he looked… argh.”

“Different how?” she pressed, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

You sighed, finally giving in. “He looked… so, so hot. I couldn’t stop staring, and he totally noticed!”

She laughed even harder, clutching her stomach. “This is priceless! Our ynnie has a crush on Jungwon!”

“It’s not like that!” you protested, though your blush betrayed you. “I was just… surprised. I didn’t expect him to have grown up so much.”

“Oh, sure,” she said, still giggling.

“Stop teasing me, Unnie,” you groaned, playfully shoving her. “I’m just trying to process it. I mean, he’s always been like a brother to me, and now suddenly, he’s this attractive guy. How did that even happen?”

“Sounds like you’ve got it bad,” Yunjin teased, nudging you with her elbow. “But seriously, it’s not a bad thing. Maybe it’s time to see him in a new light.”

You sighed, leaning back on the couch. “I don’t know. It’s just… really confusing. I’ve always been so sure of our dynamic, and now it feels like everything’s shifted. It doesn’t feel…platonic anymore.”

She smiled sympathetically. “Feelings can be complicated, especially when someone you’ve known for a long time changes. Just take it one step at a time and see where things go.”

“Thanks, Unnie,” you said, grateful for her understanding. “I guess I’ll just have to see how things play out during this collaboration.”

“It’s just a week and a half away, you’ll be fine. And in the meantime, try not to get too distracted by his muscles,” Hana added with a wink, causing you to throw a pillow in her direction, one she dodged as she got up from the couch and sprinted to the kitchen. 

“I hate you,” you said, loud enough so she could hear you. 

As the evening wore on, you couldn’t help but replay the events of the day in your mind. Seeing Jungwon in a new light was certainly unexpected, but maybe Hana was right. 

The next day, you arrived at the practice studio a bit early, hoping to get some stretches in before Jungwon showed up. As you rolled out your yoga mat and began your stretches, the door opened, and Jungwon walked in, his demeanor radiating confidence.

"Morning, noona," Jungwon greeted you with a charming smile, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Morning, wonnie," you replied, trying to keep your voice steady. "Ready for today?"

"Absolutely," he said, dropping his bag and joining you on the floor. He started stretching beside you, his movements fluid and relaxed.

You chuckled nervously. "We need to nail this routine."

As you both warmed up, the studio felt smaller, the air charged with an unspoken tension. Jungwon seemed more confident, and his movements were more assured. And you couldn’t help but feel turned on by his confidence. Focus, yn. Stop thinking about that. When you began practicing the routine, his eyes never left you, making you hyper-aware of his presence.

“Alright, let’s take it from the top,” you said, hoping to focus on the choreography and not on the way his tank top accentuated his toned arms. Of course, he had to wear a tank top again. A white one this time. 

The music started, and you moved in sync, your bodies effortlessly flowing through the steps. But every time Jungwon’s eyes met yours, you felt your concentration waver. He seemed to notice, and his smirk grew more pronounced.

“Come on, noona, keep up,” he teased, executing a particularly sharp move with ease.

“I’m keeping up just fine,” you shot back, though you could feel the heat rising to your cheeks.

As the routine progressed, Jungwon's playful teasing only intensified. During a particularly close part of the choreography, where you had to mirror each other's movements, he leaned in slightly, his breath warm against your ear.

“You’re doing great, noona,” he whispered, his voice low and smooth.

Your heart skipped a beat, and you missed a step, stumbling slightly. “Th-thanks,” you managed to stammer, trying to regain your composure.

He pulled back, grinning. “What’s wrong? You seem a bit distracted.”

“Just focused on getting the steps right,” you lied, hoping he couldn’t see through your facade.

“Sure,” he said, clearly unconvinced but not pushing it further.

You took a deep breath and forced yourself to focus. The routine was intricate, demanding your full attention, but Jungwon's newfound confidence made it increasingly difficult. He moved with a grace and assurance that was hard to ignore, and his constant teasing only added to your distraction. 

You couldn’t continue like that, or else you might burst. You never noticed how handsome he was or how hot he looked when he was focused on something. But since yesterday, that was the only thing you could think about. 

During a break, you sat down to catch your breath, wiping sweat from your forehead. Jungwon plopped down beside you, a bottle of water in hand.

“Here,” he said, offering you the bottle. “You look like you need it.”

“Thanks,” you said, taking it and drinking gratefully. “You’re really on fire today. Did you have an extra shot of coffee this morning or something?”

He laughed, leaning back on his hands. “Maybe I did. Or maybe I just enjoy seeing you flustered.”

You nearly choked on your water, coughing slightly. “I-I’m not flustered.”

“Sure you’re not,” he said, his smirk widening. “It’s okay, noona. It’s kind of cute.”

Your face burned, and you looked away, trying to hide your embarrassment. Why did your heart skip a bit when he said that? The way he was looking at you, with his playful smirk and his glimmering eyes. You should scold him, he was younger than you, how could he called you ‘’cute’’.  You hated that you actually liked it. 

You cleared your throat, your cheeks still red and got up from the ground. ‘’Uh… we should get back to practice ‘’

“Of course,” he agreed, but the playful glint in his eyes told you he wasn’t done teasing.

As you both resumed practice, Jungwon continued to push your buttons, his confidence making him bolder. During a particularly challenging sequence, he placed his hands on your waist to guide you into the correct position, his touch sending a shiver down your spine.

“There,” he said softly, his breath warm against your neck. “Perfect.”

You swallowed hard, trying to ignore the way your body reacted to his closeness. “Thanks,” you murmured, stepping away to put some distance between you. You couldn’t be cphysically close ot him right now. Not outside of the chores. 

He chuckled, clearly enjoying your reaction. “Anytime, noona.”

By the end of the session, you were exhausted, both physically and emotionally. Jungwon’s confident teasing had left you more flustered than you cared to admit, and focusing on the routine had been a constant struggle.

“Good work today,” Jungwon said as you both gathered your things. “We’re getting better.”

“Yeah, we are,” you agreed, forcing a smile. “See you tomorrow?”

“Absolutely,” he said, giving you a wink. “I can’t wait.”

As you left the studio, you couldn’t help but replay the day’s events in your mind. As the days unfolded, you avoided him the best you could. After practices, you always came up with an excuse whenever he asked if you wanted to grab something to eat or drink. But most of all, you avoided looking into his eyes. His beautiful and hypnotizing eyes. 

Today was one of your last practices, as the Gayo Daejeon was approaching. You tried to keep your focus only on the routine, determined not to let him get to you. You couldn’t. The choreography required for you to look into his eyes, but today was clearly impossible. His hair was parted in a way to make his features appear stronger. he looked so good. Every time your eyes locked, your cheeks would heat up, and your heart could race uncontrollably. Instead, you fixed your gaze on the floor or focused on a point over his shoulder, hoping he wouldn’t notice.

But Jungwon wasn’t one to miss much. After the fourth time, you avoided his eyes during the routine, he began to suspect something was up. Plus, he noticed how distant you were and how you tried to avoid him during the last few days. During a particularly close part of the choreography, where you had to face each other and mirror each other’s movements, he finally decided to confront you.

You were supposed to step into each other’s space, your faces mere inches apart. Instead of looking at him, you kept your gaze firmly on the floor, focusing on your feet.

“Look at me,” Jungwon’s voice was low but commanding. He stopped his movement and placed his fingers gently under your chin, tugging your head upwards to look at him, holding your waist wth his other hand.

You swallowed hard, your eyes reluctantly meeting his. “Why are you avoiding my eyes, noona?” he asked, his smirk widening as he saw the blush spreading across your cheeks.

“I’m not avoiding your eyes,” you lied, your voice barely above a whisper.

He chuckled softly, his fingers still holding your chin. “You’re a terrible liar. What’s got you so flustered?”

“I’m not flustered,” you protested weakly, trying to pull away, but his grip, though gentle, was firm.

“Sure you’re not,” he said, his tone dripping with playful confidence. “Come on, noona, you can be honest with me.”

The intensity of his gaze, coupled with the proximity of his body, almost buckled your knees. “I just… I’m trying to focus,” you stammered.

He leaned in closer, matching your height, his breath warm against your lips. “And looking at me makes it hard to focus?”

You bit your lip, your mind racing for a plausible denial, but nothing came to you. The way he was looking at you and how confident he seemed made it hard for you to concentrate. “Yes,” you finally admitted, your voice barely audible.

A triumphant smile spread across his face. Before you could say anything, he closed the small distance between you, his lips brushing softly against yours. The kiss was gentle at first, testing, but when you didn’t pull away, he deepened it, his other hand that was on your waist pulled you closer. Your heart pounded in your chest, and you felt like you were melting into him. You wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him back with a hunger you hadn’t realized you’d been suppressing.

You both pulled away, breathless, your foreheads resting against each other. Your eyes locked with his, and you could see the desire in his eyes. His pupils were dilated and he looked at you with half-lidded eyes. 

Without even thinking twice about it, you grabbed the front of his tank top, pulling him back to you for another kiss, this time a lot more aggressive and forceful. Jungwon groaned against your lips, his hands finding the small of your back and pulling you closer. The kiss was fiery, your mouths moving in a heated dance. You both put so much force into the kiss, you were practiaclly sure your lips would have bruises on tomorrow. 

He backed you up until you felt the cool surface of the mirrored wall against your back. His hands were firm as they roamed over your body, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. Your hands were feeling him, going from his broad shoulders to his biceps to his abs. You felt every muscle tense against your hands, and you absolutely loved it. You needed to touch him. 

“Look at you,” he murmured as his lips attached to your neck, kissing and biting it, his voice thick with desire. “So needy. You like this, don’t you?”

You gasped, feeling a shiver run down your spine. “Fuck, yes,” you whispered, the admission making your cheeks burn with a mix of embarrassment and excitement.

His eyes darkened with a predatory gleam as he pinned your hands above your head, his body pressing against yours, trapping you against the mirror. You could feel how hard he was through his sweatpants. “Say it again,” he demanded, his tone commanding.

“Yes, I like this,” you repeated, your voice trembling slightly.

Jungwon smirked, his lips brushing against your ear. “Good girl.’’ His hand slipped under your shirt, caressing your skin, eliciting a moan from you. He chuckled, his hand moving higher, his thumb brushing over your bra. “So desperate for my touch. Fuck, you’re perfect.’’

You bit your lip, trying to stifle another moan. “Please…”

“Please what?” he taunted, his thumb circling your nipple through the fabric. “Use your words, baby.”

“Please, touch me,” you begged, your voice breaking.

“Good girl,” he praised, his hand slipping under your bra to cup your breast, his thumb brushing over your sensitive skin. “I love hearing you beg for me.”

You moaned, pressing into his hand, your body trembling with need. “Wonnie, I need you…”

He growled, capturing your lips in another searing kiss. “I know, baby. I know.” His free hand slid down to your thigh, lifting your right leg to wrap around his waist. “God, you’re so perfect. So responsive.” You felt his hard-on against your clothed core as he started to move a bit, causing both of you to hiss. 

You felt like you were drowning in him, every touch, every word sending you spiraling deeper into desire. He pulled back slightly, his eyes locking onto yours. “Look at you, so desperate for me. Do you know how hot you look right now?” He thrust again, a little harder this time, and you let out a small, needy whine. He smirked, his hand moving to the waistband of your sports shorts. 

In one swift motion, he slipped his hand inside, his fingers finding your core. You gasped, your hips bucking against his hand. ‘’Fuck you’re so wet for me,’’ he murmured, his voice filled with awe. “You’re such a good girl, aren’t you? So ready to be touched.”

You moaned, unable to form coherent words, your body responding to his touch with a mind of its own. “Yes, yes, please…”

He leaned in, his lips hovering your ear, before you could feel him sink his teeth to your lobe. “I’m going to make you feel so good.” And with that, he entered one finger and started pumping it, slowly at first. He picked up the pace when he saw you responding to his moves. He quickly added another one and you couldn’t stop the moans from slipping. 

"God, you’re so tight," Jungwon murmured, his voice laced with a mix of awe and desire. "I can barely fit two fingers in."

You gasped, the sensation overwhelming as he pushed his fingers deeper inside you. The tightness and the heat around his fingers made him groan in satisfaction. "Fuck. If you’re this tight around my fingers, I don’t know how I’m gonna fit."

You moaned, the combination of his words and his rough touch driving you wild. He smirked, pressing his thumb against your clit and rubbing harsh circles around it. "You like that, don’t you? You like feeling my fingers inside you, stretching you."

"Yes," you breathed, your hips bucking against his hand, seeking more of his touch.

His smirk widened as he pushed his fingers deeper, his pace rough and unrelenting. "Look at you, so desperate for me. So wet and tight. Oh, I’m gonna ruin you."

You whimpered, the pleasure building inside you, making it hard to think or speak. He chuckled darkly, his free hand coming up to cover your mouth as a particularly loud moan slipped out of your mouth. "Shh, we can’t have anyone hearing you, can we? Anyone could walk into the studio and see you like this, begging for my touch."

His hand muffled your moans, the pressure of his fingers inside you and the movement of his thumb on your clit pushing you closer to the edge. He leaned in, his breath hot against your ear. "You’re such a good girl, taking my fingers so well. But you’re also a dirty little thing, aren’t you? Getting off in the practice studio where anyone could see."

You nodded, tears of pleasure forming in the corners of your eyes. The combination of his praise and degradation made your body tremble, every nerve ending on fire.

"You’re going to come for me, aren’t you?" he whispered, his voice low and commanding, as he felt your walls tightening around his fingers. ‘’Fuck, I can feel how close you are. Go ahead, come for me, but keep it quiet. Show me how good you can be."

His words sent you over the edge, your body convulsing with the force of your orgasm. You bit down on his hand to muffle your cries, the intense waves of pleasure crashing over you. Jungwon continued to finger you through it, his touch relentless and rough, prolonging your release until you were a shaking, panting mess. 

When you finally came down from your high, he withdrew his fingers slowly, his eyes dark with desire and satisfaction. ‘’You’ve made such a mess, all because of my fingers."

You blushed, leaning your had against the mirror. You were completely breathless. He brought his fingers to his lips, licking them clean, his eyes never leaving yours. "You taste amazing. I can’t wait to be inside you.’’

When you finally find some sanity left, you gently push him a bit from you and let your hands run through his abs before tugging at his shirt, signaling for him to take it off. You wanted to make him feel just as good. He took off his shirt, revealing his toned abs. 

Jungwon raised an eyebrow, his smirk reappearing as he realized your intent. "What are you doing?" he asked, his voice teasing.

"Returning the favor," you said, your voice husky with desire.

His eyes darkened with lust as you dropped to your knees in front of him, your fingers hooking into the waistband of his sweatpants. You pulled them down slowly, your breath hitching as you revealed more of his skin. When his boxers followed, you couldn’t help but let out a small gasp. His cock was big indeed and the sight of him made your mouth water.

"Like what you see?" he asked, his voice dripping with arrogance and amusement.

You nodded, your eyes locked onto his impressive length. You licked your lips, your desire evident.

"Then show me," he commanded, his tone dominant. "I want to see that pretty mouth of yours around me."

You nodded, leaning in to place a soft kiss on the tip of his hard cock. He groaned, his hand coming to rest on the back of your head, his fingers tangling in your hair. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice a mix of praise and command.

You opened your mouth, taking him in slowly, savoring the weight and feel of him on your tongue. He let out a deep groan, his hips twitching as you began to bob your head, your hand wrapping around the base to stroke what you couldn’t fit in your mouth.

‘’Fuck, baby" he growled, his grip tightening in your hair. "You look so good like this.’’

You hummed around him, the vibration eliciting another groan from him. You quickened your pace, hollowing your cheeks and taking him deeper, your tongue swirling around his length.

"That’s it," he praised, his voice breathless. 

Your eyes flicked up to meet his, and the intensity of his gaze made you shiver. His dominance, the way he looked down at you with a mix of adoration and arrogance, only fueled your desire. You wanted to make him lose control, to hear him praise you more.

You deepened your efforts, taking him as deep as you could, feeling him hit the back of your throat. Jungwon’s head fell back, a low, guttural moan escaping his lips. "Fuck. Your mouth feels so fucking good. So fucking perfect."

You felt a surge of pride and arousal at his words, your movements becoming more fervent. His grip in your hair tightened, guiding your movements as he thrust roughly into your mouth. "You like this, don’t you?" he asked, his voice rough. "Being on your knees for me, taking my cock like a good little slut."

You moaned around him, the degrading words sending a thrill through your body. He was pushing all the right buttons, and you loved every second of it.

"Answer me," he commanded, pulling you off him just enough so you could speak.

‘’Fuck, yes, I love it," you gasped, your voice breathless and needy. "I love making you feel good."

"Good girl," he purred, thrusting back into your mouth. "Keep going. Make me come."

You redoubled your efforts, your hand stroking him in time with your movements. His breathing became more ragged, his moans louder. "I’m close," he warned, his hips bucking into your mouth. "Fuck, you’re gonna make me come."

You moaned in encouragement, hollowing your cheeks and taking him as deep as you could. With a final, guttural groan, he tensed, his release spilling into your mouth. You swallowed eagerly, savoring the taste and the sound of his pleasure. When he finally released his grip on your hair, you pulled back, licking your lips and looking up at him. Jungwon’s eyes were dark with satisfaction and something deeper, something more tender. 

He grabbed your jaw forcefully, making you go back on your feet and crashed his lips into yours, tasting himself on your tongue. He grabbed your hips firmly. 

“Turn around,” he commanded, his voice low and rough with desire.

You did as he said, your heart pounding in anticipation. Jungwon pressed you against the mirrored wall, his body heat radiating against your back. He tugged your shorts and underwear down in one swift motion, and you gasped at the sudden coolness against your skin.

“Look at yourself,” he whispered in your ear, his hand gripping your chin and tilting your head up to face the mirror. “I want you to see how desperate you are for me.”

Your eyes met your own reflection, cheeks flushed, eyes wide with anticipation. Jungwon’s eyes bore into yours through the mirror, a predatory gleam in them. He positioned himself behind you, his hand sliding between your legs to tease you, finding you already wet and ready.

He smirked, positioning himself at your entrance. Without warning, he thrust into you roughly, a guttural groan escaping his lips as he filled you completely. You cried out, the sudden intrusion overwhelming, but Jungwon’s hand quickly covered your mouth.

“Quiet,” he ordered, his voice a harsh whisper. “Anyone could walk in and see you like this, see how much you love being fucked by me.”

You nodded, biting down on your lip to stifle your moans as he began to move. His pace was relentless, each thrust rough and deep, pushing you against the mirror. The sensation was intense, every nerve in your body on fire.

“Look at yourself,” he growled, his hand gripping your hair, pulling your head back, forcing you to meet your own eyes in the mirror. “Look at how you’re taking me, how much you love it.”

You whimpered, your reflection showing you lost in pleasure, completely at his mercy. His other hand slipped between your legs, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing in sync with his thrusts. The dual sensation was too much, and you felt your body tightening, the first orgasm building rapidly.

“Wonnie, I’m gonna—” you started, but he cut you off with a harsh thrust.

“Do it,” he commanded, his eyes never leaving yours in the mirror. “Come for me, beautiful. Show me how good I make you feel.”

His words, combined with the relentless pace of his thrusts and the pressure on your clit, sent you over the edge. You cried out, your body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed over you. Jungwon’s hand muffled your cries. 

“Good girl,” he praised, his voice rough with satisfaction. “You look so beautiful when you come.”

He didn’t give you time to recover, his pace never slowing. Each thrust pushed you higher, the overstimulation making your body tremble. “Won, please,” you begged, your voice a desperate whisper. “It’s too much.”

“You can take it,” he growled, his eyes filled with a dark hunger. His fingers moved faster on your clit, the pressure building again. You couldn’t believe how quickly another orgasm was approaching, your body responding to his every touch.

“Won, I can’t—” you started, but he cut you off with another rough thrust.

“Yes, you can,” he insisted, his voice filled with dominance. He leaned in, his chest pressed against your back as his lips hovered over your ear. “You’re going to come again, and you’re going to do it while looking at yourself. I want you to see how much you love being fucked by me.”

The intensity of his words and the unrelenting pace of his thrusts pushed you over the edge again. You screamed into his hand, your body convulsing with the force of your second orgasm. The pleasure was almost too much to bear, your vision blurring as you were overwhelmed by the sensation.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” Jungwon groaned, his own release approaching. “You feel so good. So tight and wet. You’re fucking perfect.”

With a final, deep thrust, he came inside you, his body tensing as he filled you with his release. You both stayed there for a moment, panting and trembling, the intensity of the encounter leaving you both breathless.

After you both recovered a bit, Jungwon carefully helped you straighten your clothes, pull up your shorts and panties, and made sure you were comfortable. He guided you to sit down on one of the benches, his eyes filled with a mix of tenderness and concern.

“You okay, noona?” he asked softly, brushing a strand of hair from your face.

You nodded, still breathless and trembling slightly. “Yeah, just… wow.”

He chuckled, his confidence still shining through. “Yeah, wow.’’

You smiled weakly, feeling the soreness already settling in. “I don’t think I can practice anymore today. I’m too sore.”

Jungwon’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “I guess I really did a number on you, huh? Didn’t expect you to be so breathless and sore. Maybe I should’ve gone easier on you.”

You gave him a playful glare. “Don’t get too cocky, now. You’re just lucky I didn’t outlast you.”

He laughed, sitting down beside you and wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “Sure, sure. But that’s not what you were saying when I was indie you, huh? All I heard was you begging for more.”

Your cheeks flushed, but you couldn’t help but smile. “You’re impossible.”

“And you love it,” he teased, pressing a soft kiss to your temple. “Now, let’s see what we can do to make you feel better.”

Jungwon stood up and retrieved a small towel from his bag, dampening it with some water from his bottle. He knelt in front of you and gently wiped the sweat from your face and neck, his touch tender and caring.

“Here, let me massage your legs a bit,” he said, his tone softening. “It’ll help with the soreness.”

You nodded, grateful for his thoughtfulness. As he began to knead the muscles in your calves and thighs, you felt some of the tension easing away. His hands were skilled, and the massage was both soothing and relaxing.

“Better?” he asked, looking up at you with a warm smile.

“Much better,” you sighed, feeling more at ease. “Thank you, wonnie.”

“Anything for you,” he replied, his voice filled with sincerity. He leaned in and kissed your neck, his lips warm and gentle against your skin.

You shivered, a mix of pleasure and exhaustion washing over you. “Won, we can’t… not here. We’re already lucky nobody walked in on us.”

He pouted playfully, his eyes filled with mischief. “But I was just getting started on round two.”

You laughed softly, shaking your head. “Maybe later. I’m way too tired right now.”

He smirked, his confidence and cockiness still evident. “Fine, I’ll hold you to that. But don’t think I’ll forget.”

You smiled, leaning into him. “I wouldn’t expect anything less.”

Jungwon wrapped his arms around you, holding you close. The warmth of his embrace and the gentle hum of the studio lights created a comforting atmosphere. You laid down on the bench, your head resting on his tights, while he played with your hair. 

The soft hum of the air conditioning and the distant sound of footsteps in the building provided a soothing backdrop to your quiet moment together. Jungwon's fingers traced light patterns on your scalp, making you feel relaxed and content.

“You know,” he began, his voice soft, “I’ve been thinking.”

“Uh-oh,” you teased, peeking up at him with a playful smile. “That sounds dangerous.”

He chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Very funny, noona. But seriously, I was thinking we should go out sometime. You know, on a proper date.”

You raised an eyebrow, surprised but intrigued. “A date, huh? Are you sure you can handle that?”

Jungwon smirked, his fingers still threading through your hair. “I think I can manage. Unless you’re too scared to go out with me.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “Scared? Please. I’m just worried you might not be able to keep up.”

“Oh, I’ll keep up,” he said confidently. “The question is, can you handle it?”

You rolled your eyes, enjoying the banter. “Alright, tough guy. Where do you plan on taking me?”

He pretended to think for a moment, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “How about dinner at that new rooftop restaurant downtown? I heard the view is amazing.”

“Ooh, fancy,” you replied, impressed. “Trying to impress me, are you?”

“Is it working?” he asked, his expression hopeful but playful.

“Maybe,” you said, pretending to ponder. “But I’m going to need more than just a nice view to be impressed.”

He laughed, leaning down to press a quick kiss to your forehead. “Challenge accepted. So, what do you say? Dinner tomorrow night?”

You bit your lip, considering his offer. Despite the teasing, you felt a genuine excitement at the prospect of going out with Jungwon. “Alright, you’ve got yourself a date. But only if you promise not to be late.”

He placed a hand over his heart, feigning seriousness. “I promise. I’ll even show up early, just to make sure.”

“Wow, early?” you teased. “You must really want to impress me.”

“Maybe I do,” he admitted, his tone more sincere. “You’re worth it.”

You felt a warmth spread through you at his words, and you smiled up at him. “Well, in that case, I’m looking forward to it.”

“Me too,” he said, his fingers resuming their gentle play in your hair. “It’ll be nice to spend time together outside the studio.”

You nodded, closing your eyes and letting the comfort of the moment wash over you. “Yeah, it will be. Just you and me, no distractions.”

“No distractions,” he agreed, his voice a soft promise.

[onlygarden]

[too much, baby?] - yang jungwon

genre: smut

description: dom jungwon, unprotected sex, rough sex, jungwon just can't stop himself, a bit of size kink, jungwon likes when you cry, multiple orgasms, overstimulation

a/n: to the anon who requested this, i hope it meets your expectations and i do apologize if you were expecting it to be shorter but i unfortunately cannot stop rambling when it comes to jungwon.

the tranquility of the afternoon floats throughout your home as jungwon enters the bedroom with the sole purpose of admiring you, his lovely girlfriend. he was always captivated by an overwhelming sensation of surreality whenever he took in everything that comprised you. the beauty that forcefully beamed out of you was so mesmerizing he couldn’t look away from you even if he wanted to. why would he ever want to to do that, though? your existence itself far surpassed the confines of realism. to jungwon, you just couldn’t be real.

astonishment shook him as he took notice of the clothing that relaxed around your body. the large white shirt that belonged to him (needless to say) complemented your body without even hugging any part of it. your tiny body always made his clothes look so big, and he was enraptured by that alluring contradiction. he notices your lack of clothing too; beneath his large shirt, you shamelessly donned no bra, and he only assumes you’re wearing panties since your legs stand completely bare. 

if he pounced on your unsuspecting figure right now, you would willingly oblige to any manner he decided to mistreat your body in. he knew just how far to go with you, and you would always let him ring you out completely dry, anyway. 

“what are you doing, noona?” jungwon suddenly questions you, his slim figure approaching you, shoulders broad as ever. your throat grows tight as you watch the way jungwon places his hand upon the dresser you’re currently folding clothes in. he was so close to you, and he loomed over you like he was trying to hold you captive. 

“just folding clothes,” you answer simply, finally carrying your eyes to meet his. your hands freeze their actions as jungwon’s expression flings you into a state bordering on fright. 

he stood above you, gazing down onto you with an unsettling gloom in his eyes. though dull, his eyes pierced into you like he was trying to tame an inner unwavering desire. what got him like this?

his finger casually lands upon your thigh, directly below the hem of your shirt. he drags it upwards with deliberate pacing, his eyes patiently attached to the skin his finger carefully reveals. he stops once he sees a trace of your lacy thong; his eyes fall shut as he exhales, and he opens them to return his sinister gaze to you. 

“are you doing this on purpose y/n? do you want me to make you cry?” 

your breath hitches, and you’re not sure if your body was surging with heat or chills. the words that tumbled from his lips hurled your mind into a complete frenzy. god he was so blatant, and he was always violently throwing you off track with his sudden tenacity. 

“jungwon,” you start, only to be interrupted by his entire hand now moving underneath your shirt, gliding along the course of your waist as his relentless gaze returns to your body.

you remove your hands from the drawer, steadily inching it closed before jungwon slams it shut with impatience. your body flinches vaguely.

he glides his other hand underneath your shirt, both hands grabbing your waist as he forces you to face him completely.

“i’m gonna make sure you don’t ever think about teasing me like this again,” jungwon says, his low voice almost distracting you from his outlandish words. you weren’t getting him riled up on purpose, you would’ve never even guessed he’d make such a sudden switch when he joined you in the room. 

his body presses directly against you as he guides you towards the bed, lifting you up to toss you onto it before you can even feel it behind you. 

climbing on top of you, jungwon immediately moves to pull his shirt off of your body. he hurriedly tugs your panties down your legs, and you feel the lace scrape against your legs before they’re completely removed. 

his hands return to your body with greed, pushing your thighs apart and shoving a finger inside of you. he sighs as his finger becomes drenched in your slippery essence, the intensity of your wetness leaving him astonished since he had only touched you a few times. he doesn’t flash a trace of pity as he shoves another finger inside of you, starting at a brutal pace. 

“i barely touched you, aren’t you ashamed?” he asks, ridiculing you. you just couldn’t control the way your body reacted to him, your insides always melting just for him, all your sensible judgment readily surrendering to the mere idea of him touching you. 

the feeling of jungwon’s long, slender fingers punishing your insides began to bury your senses in devastating pleasure. he’s sure to watch you intently, catching every twitch, moan, and sigh his fingers force out of you. he pushes the palm of his hand against you clit, enjoying the way you clamp onto his fingers, making it more difficult for him to pump them in and out of you. 

your orgasm approaches quickly, demolishing your senses and overriding them with pleasure that truly seemed to be too much, but jungwon can’t bring himself to stop. 

“jungwon, stop! please!” you beg pathetically, moaning through your words to the point of them almost becoming indecipherable. 

“i don’t want to,” he says simply, his low voice still making your mouth water. jungwon admired your body underneath him, his expression somewhat brooding. the sight of you writhing beneath him further aggravated his urge to push your body into the mattress and fuck you to tears. 

“give me another one, i know you can,” he says, wanting your mind to be nothing more than a cloud that swirled with thoughts of him. 

after much denial and idle refusal, you came around his fingers one more time, your proper thinking drifting away from you as jungwon pulled his fingers out of your leaking pussy. 

you looked absolutely delirious, just how jungwon wanted you to be. the only thing your mind could prompt you to do now was beg and plead for jungwon. 

properly satisfied with your pitiful condition, jungwon strips himself of his clothes, beyond eager to plunge himself deep into your wetness. his hardened cock twitched in anticipation.  

you spilled so generously that it flowed out of you, creating a puddle beneath you. jungwon adored the sight before him, loving the way you bloomed just for him.

“you made a huge mess, baby,” jungwon says softly. “aren’t you sorry?” 

you whine as he pushes your thighs towards your chest, moving to line himself up with your entrance.  

he sinks into you hastily, pounding you with ferocity and speed from the start. a low, breathy moan escapes him as he relishes the feeling and the sounds of your slick pussy latching onto him. 

“i asked you a question,” jungwon reminds you, looking down at you with a stony expression decorating his face. 

how were you ever supposed to even begin to formulate an answer to his question when jungwon’s long cock was stretching you open, plowing further inside of you than you could ever dream about, and absolutely abusing the most delicate part of your body with hunger.

“sorry! i’m sorry!” you manage to blurt out, moans entwined with your words and you can only hope he accepts it as an answer. 

“i know you are,” jungwon says as he slips his length out of you. he flips your body over, negligent to any discomfort he might cause you; all he’s concerned with is forcing you open. 

you’re laid on your stomach, and jungwon pushes one of your legs upwards, giving himself a clear entrance to the warmth that he can’t wait to bury himself in. 

he rams back into you, his pace just as brutal as before, and the weight of his body against you pins you to the bed. 

“did you think i’d let you walk around here in my shirt and not do anything about it?” jungwon asks with no real expectation of an answer this time. one of his hands grabs onto your hip, mercilessly squeezing as he thrusts into you with increased severity. 

he bites onto your shoulder from behind you, furrowing his brows and groaning near your ear so delightfully as he savors every bit of your divine pussy. 

“you’re so tiny baby, all you can do is lay here and take what i give you,” jungwon says, unable to contain himself at the way your body is trapped underneath his larger frame.

tears begin to pour out of your eyes as you become submerged by jungwon’s relentless pummeling, your clit grazing against the mattress below you. your orgasm was reaching you fast. 

“jungwon, stop!” you suddenly cry, not actually wanting him to stop, your words purely emerging from your internal feud to wrangle (or simply process) the pleasure coursing through your body. 

he would never move on from how breathtaking you looked in this moment. 

“i told you i’d make you cry, baby. even if you think it’s too much, you deserve it,” his words are propelling you further into hysteria than you were ever prepared to reach. 

he grabs one of your wrists, squeezing it and pinning it beside you, as his breath traces your ear in a deep moan. you breathing grows rapid, your legs beginning to quiver beneath him as you cum onto his length, moaning for him beyond your control. jungwon continues to forcefully grace you with his thrusts, unsparing in the way he pounded you through your orgasm. 

“your little pussy can barely take it, baby,” jungwon grabs onto your thigh, letting out low, breathy moans as he floats closer to his high.

you feel overwhelmed as he continues his inhumane treatment of your body, barely recovering from your own orgasm. 

as he reaches his high, he stammers out a groan, gripping your thigh to a painful degree, earning blaring moans from you. 

jungwon collapses onto you, his full weight pressing you further into the mattress, his heavy breath stroking your face. he takes a few moments to caress the side of your body before lifting himself up, and sliding his length out of your exhausted figure. 

“i’ll clean you up, noona,” jungwon gently mutters, leaving the bed to prepare a washcloth. 

when jungwon returns, he carefully turns your body over, noticing just how drained he left you.

“i’m sorry for wearing you out, baby,” he laughs a bit, running the warm, wet towel along your body, massaging the parts of you he punished with his grip. 

“no you’re not,” you jest tiredly, smiling up at your tender boyfriend.

jungwon chuckles. “you’re right, i’m not,” he pokes back, a wide smile stretching out his face when you reach out to slap his chest. 

jungwon lifts your upper body to a sitting position in order to drape his shirt over your frame, gently laying you back onto the bed after you’re dressed. he chuckled at the way your tired muscles nearly gave out from simply sitting up, the blame lying in the rough way he preyed on your body. 

jungwon dresses himself in lounge clothes before joining you on the bed, pulling your body directly against his until your back touched his chest. “you did well for me, baby,” jungwon says, running his hand across the dip of your waist in appreciation. “i’ll try to contain myself while you’re wearing my shirt this time,” jungwon laughs when you contribute to his teasing (much to his enjoyment), and gently elbow him where he lay behind you.

[kittysarchive]

Good girl, Jungwon

I don't lie!

"Good girl" Jungwon breathed out, hand griping your throat harder as he fucked into you, abusing your pussy, You cry out, enjoying the situation he put you in.

Hips smacking into yours, he kept you full as he kissed your lips. Pulling your breath away, your lips found sync, gliding over eachother Unable to contain a moan, you let it slip, allowing his tongue to explore your mouth, curling with your own tongue.

"Fuck baby" He moaned, leaving your lips, removing his hand from your throat, he brought both hands to your jaw, forcing you into another kiss. Pulling away, his hips sped up.

"You pussy was made for me" He whines out, feeling you clench around his member. His cock slipped out of your pussy with ease, quickly filling you back up.

"F-fuck" You cried out, feeling his whole length inside you, feeling his balls slap your ass. leaning down to your neck, he sucked hard, decorating your body with hickes.

"Who's pussy is this?" He asked, his breath fanning over your jaw.

"y-you" You moan up, hair prickling under his touch as his fingers trailed up your arms, pinching your skin.

"Thats right. I fucking own it" Jungwon smiles, sweat dripping onto your own sweaty body, he let out a groan.

"Where do you want it princess?" He looked into your eyes, never wanting to leave your fucked out face.

"Inside..."

"Such a dirty slut" He smiles, hips slowing down as he releases his load into your sore pussy. you continued to squeeze him as he spurted inside you.

Carefully pulling out his member, he watched in awe as you clenched around nothing, cum slowly spilling out.

"Should I fuck it back in?" Seeing your nod, he knew his cock was no way ready to go again. Lowering his body, he thrusted his fingers inside of you.

"Oh god..." You moaned, feeling his fingers curl inside you, fucking back his own seed. Hips raising slightly, he added another finger. Hearing the squelching of his fingers, you had no time to warn him as you creamed over his fingers. Slowly sliding his finger, both of your cum coated them.

Bringing his hand to your moth, you eagerly took his fingers into his mouth, sucking your juices and his seed clean.

"My dirty girl" His fingers pop out of your mouth.

[givemefevrr]

part 2 of kitty hybrid jungwon?

you come home from work one day, and jungwon immediately smells something strange. another kitty's scent. on you. jungwon gets so mad and interrogative. you assure him that it was your kitty bff, jay and that you just hugged him goodbye. but jungwon gets so jealous and it ends up with reader being pumped full of jungwons seed till she's twitching and leaking. jealous kitty hybrid jungwon being mad...

im done, i combusted

Let's Make A Movie

Pairings: Kitty Hybrid!Jungwon x sub!reader

Warnings: possessive sex, jealous sex, rough sex, creampies, missionary, doggystyle, sex video, jay is the reader's friend, marking, scent marking, copious amounts of cum

As you walked through the door after a long day at work, you were met with Jungwon's intense gaze. His feline eyes narrowed slightly. You knew that look all too well—it was the look of a jealous kitty.

"Hey, baby," you greeted him with a smile, trying to brush off the tension in the air.

Jungwon's nose twitched, his senses heightened. "Who were you with today?" he asked, his voice skeptical already, his pupils dilated.

You sighed inwardly, knowing exactly where this conversation was headed. "Just Jay," you replied, hoping to diffuse the situation.

"Jay?" Jungwon's voice betrayed a slight frustrated whine, a matching frustrated expression plastered on his face, his jealousy evident. "And why is his smell all over you?"

"He hugged me goodbye, that's all," you explained, moving closer to him, trying to soothe him, rubbing a hand over his bicep.

Jungwon's tail flicked back and forth, a clear sign of his agitation. "I don't like it," he lamented softly, looking away from you.

You took that opportunity to press into him, trying to calm him down. "It's okay, Wonnie. You're the only one for me," you whispered, trailing kisses along his jawline. “I know you know that, it’s just your upcoming rut talking, hm?”

"I can't stand the thought of someone else touching what's mine," Jungwon confessed, his hands making their way to your sides to grip tightly around your waist. “Especially not another… cat.” He spoke the last word with such disgust.

But Jungwon's primal instincts were too strong to be reasoned with. You could feel the heat radiating from him, his possessiveness bordering on primal. It was a side of him that only emerged during his rut, when his urges took over completely.

He needed to mark you, to remind you that you were his and his alone. And so he did. With a low growl, he pushed you against the wall, his lips crashing down on yours in a desperate kiss, not bothering to start slow before shoving his tongue into your mouth almost immediately.

But you didn't mind—in fact, you welcomed it, arching into his touch that now made its way down your thighs, your legs locking around his waist as he picked you up. As Jungwon carried you effortlessly to the couch, his lips trailed a path of wet kisses–which were more bite-like than kisses–down your neck.

You could feel his hardness pressing against you, as he all but gently laid you down on the cushions of the couch, his normally golden colored eyes now dark. He wasted no time in stripping off your pants, practically ripping them off with how frantic it was.

Jungwon's lips found yours once again, sloppy and hungry, his tongue delving deep as if trying to claim every part of you as fast as he can. You moaned into his mouth, your hands tangling in his hair as his fluffy tail brushed against the sensitive skin on your inner thighs.

He quickly made work of your shirt and bra following, and his lips latched onto your neck and collarbone, the bites from his sharp teeth, mildly painful yet so addicting, would surely leave spots that will linger for days. "I need to mark you," he murmured against your skin, his breath hot. "To make sure everyone knows you're mine."

As he moved lower, his lips finding the peak of your breast, his nature became even more evident, his tongue flicked out, teasing your sensitive nipple. The roughness of his tongue against the bud was something that you never quite got used to, the stimulation delicious but bordering too much, his name tumbling from your lips in a breathless moan.

He looked up at you, his eyes filled with possessiveness. "You're mine," he growled, his voice rough with desire as his lips trailed down your stomach. As he moved lower, his tongue dipped into your navel, tasting you.

“Please,” you begged, your voice barely above a whisper. “I need you.”

Jungwon's eyes darkened with intensity as your plea reached his ears, a smirk curling on his lips. "Patience, love," he murmured, his voice a tantalizing purr.

When his mouth finally reached the edge of your pants, his hands were rough as they moved lower, yanking off your panties, with a swift, practiced motion. The cool air on your exposed skin contrasted sharply with the heat radiating from his body.

Jungwon paused for a moment, his gaze locked onto your most intimate area, his pupils dilated with lust. He let out a low growl, the sound vibrating through you. "So beautiful," he murmured, his fingers gently parting your folds, spreading your wetness.

He undressed quickly, his movements fluid and efficient, the sight of his toned body making your breath catch in your throat regardless of how many times you’ve seen him naked. Hovering over you, he ducked back into your neck, his sharp teeth grazing your skin as he positioned himself between your legs, the heat of his cock pressing against your entrance. He teased you with the tip, sliding it along your soaked cunt, making you gasp and writhe beneath him.

Jungwon’s jealousy was apparent as he looked down at you, his jaw clenched. "You still smell like him," he growled With that, he positioned himself back at your entrance. He didn't tease this time, pushing into you with a single, hard thrust. The initial stretch made you gasp, your nails digging into his shoulders.

"Mine," he growled, his thrusts deep and punishing. Each movement was fueled by his jealousy, his need to claim you, to erase any trace of Jay. The pace was relentless, his hips snapping against yours with a bruising force.

Your body arched beneath him, “Jungwon, oh my god,” you moaned, your tummy feeling warm and tingly at the sensation of his cock inside you. “So– so good…”

But then he pulled out, his eyes dark with jealousy. “Turn over,” he ordered, his voice a low growl. “Hands and knees.”

Your body obeyed before your mind could catch up, flipping over and positioning yourself on your hands and knees. He grabbed your hips, pulling you back against him, entering you roughly, his thrusts just as punishing as before. His hands tangled in your hair, pushing your head down into the pillow, his other hand gripping your hip tightly.

Your body arched beneath him, your moans muffled by the pillow,

His thrusts grew even more urgent, his grip on your hips bruising as he drove into you with everything he had. “Fuck, gonna cum all over you,” he growled, his voice rough with need. “Show Jay that you're only for me. This cunt is only for me, hm?”

“Yes,” you gasped, your voice filled with desperate need. “T-take a picture. Send it to him!”

The thought of Jungwon’s cum leaking out of your puffy hole drove you to the edge. You shattered, clenching around Jungwon’s cock your cries muffled by the pillow. Jungwon followed moments later, his release ripping through him as he buried himself deep inside you, the sensation of his warm release coating your insides was overwhelming.

But he wasn’t done. He pulled out, and before you could catch your breath, he flipped you over onto your back, positioning himself over you. His erection, still hard and glistening with your combined arousal, pressed into you once again.

“Were going again,” he muttered, his voice dark and hungry. “Need to make sure you’re fucking covered in my cum.”

You nodded, your body trembling with anticipation. The pleasure was overwhelming, your body already sensitive from your previous orgasm. His movements were relentless, bordering painful yet so good.

As he neared his peak, he pulled out, his hand stroking himself quickly. With a guttural growl, he released, his hot seed splattering across your belly and tits. It felt like he was cumming for what felt like forever, his body tensing and shuddering with each powerful spurt, an almost endless stream of his seed marking you.

Jungwon’s eyes lit up with a dark satisfaction. He quickly grabbed his phone, snapping a picture of you, your torso glistening with his release, your cunt dripping silky white. “You’re mine,” he repeated for the nth time tonight, his voice a growl of possessive triumph as he sent the picture, ensuring that Jay knew exactly who you belonged to.

this is for all my babes who requested part 2 of kitty hybrid jungwon <3

ALSO IM BACK!!!!

[mini-garden-won]

MDNI | Jungwon Smut dom!jungwon x sub!femreader warnings : swearing, slight aggression (??), slight degrading

GUYS. No. stop because I can't stop thinking about how like yk jungwon lowkey radiates small dick energy right. And so think about it:

like one day you're teasing jungwon about it, having a small dick or even "having a pussy at this point". This angers jungwon since you're freely doing this infront of both of your guys' friends and its embarrassing him. a lot. and so for context, you're doing this at the party you'd been hosting at your own house. Jungwon's urge to prove to you that his dick wasn't small was now unstoppable as he dragged you to your own room and locking the door behind you, saying "You that fucking desperate to see my cock? Could've just said so slut" He says angrily before unbuckling his pants to reveal the now known, very thick and long dick that sprung up to his tummy. your eyes almost widen from how fast everything was going, especially now that the guy that you had the slightest bit of feelings for was standing infront of you. with his dick out. (HELLO?!) "Do you wanna know what it feels like to fuck my 'small dick' darling? I'll damn show you a good time even if it's 'so small'" he says with a low tone. You knew that the Jungwon you had known was now completely flipped upside down. Not being the complete jerk he was, he sort of looked you in the eye and asked for consent, without saying anything but you nodded slightly and he walked up to you and began to strip you clear of your clothes. He pushed your back onto the bed and spread your legs open. Without warning, he pushed his cock into you as you whined out a mixture of pleasure and pain. His big veiny cock was far too big to fit in your tiny hole, but he wasn't here to please you. he was here to show that he didn't have a small dick. "Yeah it's so small you didn't need a warm up right? It's so fucking small that it can't make your aching heat feel good huh?" you have no response as he fucks you in missionary pose, tears of pain roll down your cheek but you didn't want him to stop. "S-slow d-down please J-jungwon" you beg through your moans. Jungwon smirked before putting his palm over your belly "You see there on your belly? Can a small cock fucking bulge in your stomach? Can a small cock fill you up this much? That's what i thought." This was the night you knew to never mess with him again. not after you walked out into the party again with shaking legs and lurking eyes from your friends. (they definitely could add 2 and 2 together to realise you'd just been fucked by the guy with a "small dick").

[lvne1ge]

dom¡jungwon? helloo?? 😩

“just” childhood friends.. yang jungwon

trigger warnings :: jealous ahh cat (jungwon), pet names, rough and long sex, mentions of and actual nsfw content..

some background info :: university au, you're turning 22 soon and jungwon is few months older than you.

my second post ever.. please enjoy it..

you didn't expect him to crash out after you drunkenly touched heeseung's arm and told him such vulgar things out of that pretty mouth of yours at the party. jungwon was a little cat that you adopted (became friends with), when you two were in kindergarten.

numerous people had thought you liked each other throughout the course of you and him being friends. jungwon and you turned a blind eye to it, not wanting to break the oh-so precious relationship you had built with him. deep inside, you knew that your heart truly wanted him and only him.

so why were you being fucked by him like a slut in his dorm at almost midnight? you really don't know, but you definitely knew that you were his beautiful cock sleeve at the moment. "stop, won-ah.." you moaned softly as he hit that sensitive spot inside your clenching, filled pussy.

"shut up, baby, you don't get to talk to me like that after what i saw at that party." he growled, picking up the pace of his thrusting.

"touching heeseung like that.. did you wanna suck his cock that badly, whore?" all you could do was grip the bed-sheets and whimper in pleasure.

jungwon chuckled darkly before speaking up again,

"i bet that you're thinking of that bitch-ass right now, aren't you?" his face turned serious as he could tell that you wanted this just as much as he did.

"y'know, it doesn't hurt to scream out my name.." he suggested, thrusting harder as if he was trying to send you to the ER in the morning.

how could a person talk so much during this type of sex..? you thought to yourself as you screamed his name involuntarily.

"mm.. that's my girl.." he praised innocently as he filled you up with cum. you whimpered and whined as he pulled his now soft member out of you. he watched as you bit your lip and clenched his fists.

"i need those pretty lips of yours on my cock right now."

anddd just imagine the rest.. because i'll prolly not make a part two.. unless you guys want me too ofc.. ik this was short, but i didn't have that much motivation tonight.. xoxo..

[pjsfvs]

Sunoo eating you out

paring : dom!sunoo x afab!reader

warnings/tags : oral sex (f receiving), overstimulation, idk js really horny sunoo..

summary : just a sunoo hc.

a/n : don't leave hate comments for me to see. if you don't like it just block me and leave.

Sunoo loves to eat your pussy.

He loves the way you taste. He runs his tongue over every centimeter of your pussy simply savoring the flavor. He laps through your folds slowly, collecting every drop of your slick on his tongue as he groans into you. He swears you taste like a juicy peach.

When Sunoo eats you out, you can plan on him being down on you for hours. You’ve had to beg him to stop because you were so far gone and were too oversensitive.

Sunoo will go down on you any time of the day for any reason. He had a bad day; he’ll eat your pussy. You had a bad day; he’ll eat your pussy. You get a promotion; he’ll eat your pussy. You were bored, he’ll eat your pussy. You wore the shirt he was going to wear today; he’ll eat your pussy. You get the idea.

If you haven’t yelled yourself hoarse from his ministrations, he feels he hasn’t done his job well enough. He wants the other members to knock on the door concerned because of all the noise they’ve been hearing. He wants to feel his jaw ache from how hard you wrapped your thighs around his face. His hair should look like he got stuck in a windstorm where you’ve run your fingers through it and pulled as you cum on his tongue.

One night after dinner he pulled his car over and sank to his knees outside the door. He had made you cum so hard that you gushed, and it ran down into his undershirt. He grinned the whole way home even though he was starting to get cold with the nip in the air.

Sunoo is the first man who convinced you to sit on his face. You were uneasy about how to go about it and you were self-conscious at first. Until he simply lifted you up and slid between your legs. Your fears were set to rest when you looked down, saw his eyes roll back into his head and could feel him moan into your clit as he sucked it.

When Sunoo comes up for air, he’ll use two fingers to caress your g spot and roll your clit with his other hand. He’ll praise how good you taste and how much he loves that he can make you cum this hard with his mouth. “Such a good girl, cumming so hard for me.” He’ll kiss his way back to your slit and as he pulls his fingers from you, he’ll growl against your clit “Do it again.”

[i-2hoon]

can u write hc's for sub!enha and their first time w their bf :00

no need to ask me twice ugh i love this

enhypen & their first times

pairings ᱖ sub/switch!enha x dom/switch!male!reader

warnings ᱖ explicit content, established and implied relationships, subtle sub/dom dynamics, conversations of virginity, underlying corruption kinks, sub!enha, dom!reader, subtop!heeseung + jay + jake, subbot!sunghoon + sunoo + jungwon

important notes ᱖ hi!! thank you so much for suggesting and i love this so much! you never specified top/bottom, so i did follow my personal preference. the oldest three are sub!tops, and the youngest three are sub!bottoms, however they are all still subs, i hope its not an issue!

heeseung 박희승 : patient

heeseung, compared to other members, may need a bit more time to be ready for anything sexual beyond making out and greedy touches. needless to say, you two will be taking it slowly and patiently. he has trouble relaxing and relinquishing any control to you, but with the way your fingers scrape against his scalp and the tone of your voice when you whisper in his ear.. ah, even if he wasnt ready, something switched in his mind. he wouldnt be one to lean back and let it happen; you would speak him through it all for him to be comfortable. this includes whispering sweet praises and reassurances as your fingers wrap around his cock, and interlocking your fingers with his when you move your lips to bite at the pale skin of his neck. just know that the moment youre actually on him he might fall into some sort of.. daze, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he let you do all the work. you would have to be slow as to not overwhelm him or make him overthink, but itll be beyond heavenly for the both of you.

jay 박정성 : intimate

see, for him, jay never exactly wishes to be out of control. but theres something about you—his beautiful boyfriend—that allows him to give in. running your hands down his chiseled chest and nipping at his ear, it seems like majority of the night would be calculated foreplay. youd trace a line up his jaw and fuck would he have a hard time keeping his hands off you. simply send him that one glare, however, and hed put his hands behind his back if he had to. its your eyes that make him melt like that. hes never seen you like this before and that in itself was a turn on. when you ride him for the first time with a hand around his throat and lips against his (well, barely. your minds are too fogged you think you may be missing his lips when youre kissing), he thinks that theres nothing better in this world but to be like this with you.

jake 시재윤 : need

have you ever seen a man genuinely so eager to get you off that he forgets about his own raging hard on? ah right, thats jake. the second your makeout session morphed into something more, this man was putty in your hands. grinding on his thigh with your hands tangled in his hair.. well its certainly far from a romantic first encounter with sex, but the desperate whines and curses slipping from jakes lips are enough to make it worth it. you seriously could mold this man into whatever you wanted with your hands. when you told him to suck you off? he was on his knees before you could even finish the second. due to all the pent up frustration in him after a few months of not having any sort of sex, just know that hed come untouched in his pants just from blowing you.. and hed have zero shame about it.

sunghoon 박성훈 : lust

while a lot of people assume that sunoo would be the most of a brat or tease, i disagree. sunghoon is the definition of bratty when it comes to these situations, and youd only just get a taste of how he can be when it is your first time. it was like there was zero warning for how he would be, but part of you isnt complaining. how pretty he looks against the sheets, giving you that smirk and lidded gaze as you have two fingers knuckle deep in him. maybe you partially wanted to give up and give into him, but the way he taunted you with his words and his body was far too great of a reward to give up. overall, itd feel more like a game than anything; a back and forth until you snapped and pressed his face into the sheets. who said anything about first times being gentle? you probably only did it because he pushed your sanity just a bit too far this time.

sunoo 김선우 : playful

really, it started as a cute make out session. no more than pressing teasing kisses to each others lips and jokingly tugging at waistbands. so how did you end up here, with sunoo on his knees in between your legs? well, regardless of how, just know that itd all be lighthearted and playful. teasing insults, gentle bites, and maybe a bit of humiliation. it was more casual than you were expecting for your first time, but you werent complaining. the way he giggled when you bit his thighs was enough to ease any of your nerves and insecurities, truly. no need to even begin to speak about the way he looked at you and spoke meaningless insults to motivate you; some comments along the lines of "well? if you havent messed up my makeup already, you really arent that good."

jungwon 양정원 : affection

on the contrary, your first time with jungwon would be quiet and intimate. the only words that would leave your lips would be 'i love you''s and sweet nothings filled with praise. despite taking it slow, it was truly nothing but love and trust. he trusted you with his body, shivering at the way your cold hands felt against his bare waist. and you? you trusted him with your ego here, but that would be a topic for another time. gentle kisses against his chest that trail down to his hips and his feet resting on your shoulders—you were never a religious man, but you swore that this was heaven itself.

[spideyriki]

sub kitty hybrid jungwon? or just ignore the hybrid part if ur not comfy!

kitty! jungwon hcs

c. warnings: sub!jungwon, cat hybrid jungwon breeding kink, pegging, collars, scent kink

a. note: my first ask! was genuinely so happy to receive this, trust me i'll remember you, anon, for the rest of my life <3 thank you so much! hope you like this n i'll definitely write a proper full length kitty won fic when i have the time :(

nsfw utc

sfw

being in a relationship with kitty jungwon is like having a personal little shadow, jungwon follows you all over the house and he has to nearly always be touching you, even just simple touches like sitting up really close to you as you both are doing work so your thighs are touching or walking near you so your hands grace eachother.

wonie loves head pats. but only from you. the moment he sees you, he's cutely leaning his head towards you expecting a quick pet as a greeting, his cat ears will twitch happily when you do. one time, jay jokingly reached out to pat jungwon's head after seeing you do it, jungwon quickly swatted his hand away and furrowed his eyebrows to feign annoyance.

jungwon is a huge purrer, he can't help but purr whenever he's around you. especially in the morning, when he wakes up next to you. as he nuzzles up into your neck, his loud content purrs filling the silence.

it's in a cat's nature to gift their owners things and it is no different for cat hybrids. jungwon loves bearing you simple little gifts all the time. nearly every week, a bouquet of flowers will be found in your living room as you come home from work or a new plushie placed neatly in your bed. no matter if there's an occasion or not, jungwon loves giving you gifts.

you know how cats like to disturb you as you work, like for example, sitting on your laptop keyboard and stuff. jungwon is just the same! whenever you are working he likes to curl up next to you and cuddle with you, pleading for you to pet him. if you don't acknowledge it, he'll just get up and sit on your lap until you have no choice but to pay attention to him. purring when you run your fingers through his hair and stroke his cat ears.

but like any other cat, kitty jungwon can get pretty grumpy when he is lacking sleep. when he's sleepy jungwon gets cranky and his responses get pretty sassy. although, when he wakes up energised again, he shyly apologises and nudges his head into you, nosing your neck and purring at you as he bats his pretty long eyelashes so you forgive him.

nsfw

jungwon is obsessed with your scent, like he genuinely believes that you have the most beautiful scent on earth. so, he Loves to eat you out. his face burried deep between your legs and your scent surrounding him. the way your thighs circle his head engulfing him in your scent and your hands gently pat his little cat ears. when you cum, covering his face with your juices, he moans in your pussy and always cums untouched himself.

jungwon loves to be collared during sex (and to be honest even when not). he loves the feeling of ownership you have on him, the mere thought of having you own him makes jungwon orgasm so quickly. so, when he's feeling horny, he will bring you his collar and flash his prettiest eyes and you being you, can never deny him, so you secure the pretty pink collar right above his adam's apple making sure it's not pressing on too tight but just enough to send blood rushing to his needy cock. even the simple feeling of your gentle fingers near his throat makes jungwon whimper.

kitty jungwon loves getting pegged. on all fours, his back arched and tight little hole on display for you. you are always so gentle with him, your hands petting his lower back and massaging the base of his tail which leaves him so needy, his hips start moving back against you so you can fuck into him deeper and reach spots he never even knew existed.

jungwon's tail is really sensitive so when you delicately run your hand over his tail, he will moan out so loud and possibly even cum because the feeling of his tail getting toyed with sends the most pleasurable shivers down his spine. his moans turning into adorable little mewls as you stroke his tail through his orgasm.

when i said jungwon is a big purrer, hes a Purrer. when he's really into it, jungwon will accidentally release a few purrs which gradually increases in volume. he can't help it, you treat him so gently and he's just so content to be with you, even during sex and he just loves you so much he can't help but purr when he's with you.

he is pretty possessive over you. so, when you come home from work and smell like other people or even worse, other hybrids, he will be all over you, grinding his hard on against you when he has the chance, groping you here and there to get your attention. before you leave for work, he will scent you to make sure everyone knows you have a kitten waiting for you at home or on days when you have a little more extra time, he will ride your thigh, his hands roaming wherever he reach and he is continuously mouthing at your neck, leaving his scent for other hybrids to smell and hickeys for regular humans to see, making sure everybody knows you are off limits. he loves the thought that you're his, just as much as he's yours. you are his girlfriend and his owner.

jungwon has the biggest breeding kink especially when he's in heat, he will be crying and begging you to allow him to breed you and fill you up to the brim with his cum. he's aware that you can't actually get pregnant but the thought of you being full of his cum makes him dizzy and it drives him to thrust into you and make you feel good so you will reward him by allowing him to cum inside you. "please let me fill you up with my kittens please, i'll be a good boy, please let me make you a mommy", jungwon would whine out to you. and when he pulls out he's so mesmerised at the sight of his thick white cum spilling out of you and down your thighs, he'll lean down and kitten lick you clean.

jungwon is usually a well behaved boy because he loves how gently you treat him but in the occasional moments where he decides to be a brat, he loves when you punish him by attaching a leash to his collar and pulling on it to choke him as you fuck into him from the back. his choked out moans and whimpers only fuel you to go rougher on him until he is crying out and pretty tears are falling over his pink cheeks. his little collar bell jingling from the force of your rough thrusts.

all in all, jungwon is (mostly) your good little kitten and he loves you so much!!

© spideyriki

jungwon is so orange kitty, i love him :')

[sunghoonbite]

pairing: jungwon x reader

warnings: smut, sub jungwon, dom reader, pegging, little bit of biting, mommy kink, soft sex?, first time subbing, thigh riding, edging

minors dni

** this will be my only jungwon smut **

you and jungwon always stayed in on saturdays.

so it would be no surprise finding you both cuddled up on the couch, on the bed, or sleeping in until noon.

today you had spent all day doing practically nothing together, which was typical. however, jungwon seemed particularly on edge and frankly, standoffish.

he seemed nervous. each time you reached for his hand he froze for a moment, then proceeded to act normal. such events happened all day, up until now, where he rested his head on your chest, clinging onto you in bed.

jungwon looked up at you, slowly, as if analyzing your features. you leaned in for a quick kiss, which he quickly reciprocated. he wanted more, he needed more. it was clear, demonstrated by him sitting up, grabbing the collar of your shirt, moving closer until he was almost on your lap.

you pulled away.

“won,” you said.

he immediately leaned in to kiss you again, to which you responded by pulling back again.

“won,” you repeated, less gentle this time.

he didn’t respond, he just stared at you blankly, his eyes wide and his lips wet. you weren’t completely sure if he was surprised or if his big eyes just stood out more in the moment.

“what is it?” you asked.

“what do you mean?”

“you’ve been acting different today,” you stated softly, “did i do something?”

he quickly shook his head as if appalled that you could ever believe you could do wrong.

“no, no! not you,” he spoke.

“then what?”

he played with his hands.

“it isn’t important, angel,” he spoke lowly, “but i just want to go back to kissing you now.”

he leaned forward and you leaned back.

“i’m not comfortable doing that until you tell me what’s going on,” you communicated.

this was the truth. knowing jungwon is upset and not attempting to help or even know the cause felt like a crime. you were lucky enough to know him well enough to realize something was wrong, since he typically goes on as if nothing happened. always putting up a happy front, never upset. never sick. never failing.

he looked at you and it was clear that he was embarrassed. it’s not easy to describe, but little changes in his face mean everything. a twitch or a slightly raised eyebrow has more meaning when coming from jungwon. let alone the blood rushing to his face, coloring him a fleshy pink.

“you don’t have to be nervous,” you consoled, “it’s just me.”

“okay,” jungwon replied, then opened his mouth to say more but fell silent. you waited.

he was still sat on your right thigh, your back pressed against your bed’s headboard. your duvet draped against your other leg. he loved to be close to you. he loved moments like these.

“i want you to take control of me,” he stated.

you blinked.

“how do you want me to do that?” you replied, slightly stumbling over your words from the suddenness of his request.

“i want you to do whatever you want to me,” jungwon said.

there was a pause.

“you’re sure?” you asked.

“please,” jungwon responded.

being in control of jungwon was something that appeared only in your fantasies. he was always playing the leader. you assumed he wouldn’t want otherwise. now, you realize, why wouldn’t he want otherwise? he’s always in control. being ENHYPEN’s leader. he needed a break. he needed to be cared for. he needed you.

you kissed him immediately and moved him as close as you could get with him on top of your lap. you continued to clash mouths, breaking the kiss only when air was needed. you slipped your hand up his baggy shirt, feeling his skin against your palm.

“i really need you,” jungwon whimpered into your lips.

“be patient,” you replied gently.

you continued to attempt taking control while you made out, leading the kiss and pressing your thigh up into his crotch. you felt him start to grind against it.

moving your hand down onto his hips, you guided him to lightly rub against you. you felt him tremble under your touch and shiver when your skin met.

you ripped your lips away from jungwon and he nearly whined, but you quickly took his top off before he could say a word.

you lightly moved him so that he was sitting on the mattress, while you sat in front of him. you pulled his sweatpants off and he pulled off his boxers.

he was hard, of course, and already leaking pre-cum solely from the friction.

“aren’t you going to get undressed too?” he asked.

“no,” you replied, and placed both hands on his cock.

“wait, ah,” jungwon moaned. he twitched at your touch immediately, bucking his hips up and leaning his head back.

“look at me,” you ordered as his gaze shifted up.

he obeyed, his eyes half lidded as he stared at you.

you only slightly moved your hands against his cock, rubbing your thumb over his tip every once in a while to get a full body reaction from him.

“i want more,” he whimpered quietly.

you tilted your head at him, smiling slightly.

“please,” he said softly.

you replied by picking up the pace, using his pre-cum as lube while you fucked him with your hands.

it had only been a few minutes, but he already began to shudder and twitch at your actions.

“i’m close,” he whined, “please, can i-“

you removed your hands.

jungwon let out a cry, shifting his entire body back at the loss of contact. without even giving it a second thought, he immediately used his own hand to pleasure himself.

“hands off,” you replied, “you said you wanted me in control.”

he continued lapping at his cock, then uttered, “i do but i-“

you reach out and hold both his wrists in your hand, then grabbed his shirt you took off earlier with your free arm. before he could object, you tied it around his hands, bounding him.

he whined continuously.

“stay there,” you ordered softly.

you rummaged around in your closet to find the box of toys that you rarely used. once, on a mall shopping spree, you purchased a strap-on. it was before you met jungwon, before you knew you would not be the typical dominant one in the relationship. it was still boxed. you were considering returning it until tonight.

when you came back with it, he eyed it immediately, with the pink flush appearing all over his face again.

“can i use this on you?” you asked.

you assumed he would probably object completely, or at least take a moment to consider. instead, he nodded and immediately spoke, “yes.”

you sat back against your headboard once again, and attempted to lift him up onto your lap. you didn’t succeed; he had been working out a bit more than usual and had a good amount of muscle. however, jungwon’s a good boy, and realized what you wanted. he lowered himself onto you, facing you.

with the strap on, lubed up and ready, you repeated again if he was sure. once he confirmed, you eased him onto your cock.

he took the tip and bit down on your shoulder, a moan escaping his lips as soon as you entered him.

“are you okay?” you asked, resisting the urge to pull out of him immediately.

“keep going,” he whimpered into your skin.

you continued to enter him, and with the way his teeth sunk into your skin you knew it would leave a mark tomorrow.

“gentle,” you eased him, and he retracted his teeth slightly.

you kissed him on his neck softly while you fucked him, moving slowly when he gave you the okay to do so. his moans were beautiful, letting out so many different sounds he never made before. he was louder than when you usually had sex, but that was to be expected.

“does it feel okay?” you whispered to him.

“yes,” you heard somewhere through his moans, “more,” he exhaled.

“you want me to go deeper?”

you felt him nod against your skin.

“faster?”

a nod again.

“use your words,” you said gently.

“faster,” he whined, “deeper, please.”

you obliged, and he yelled out. through the plethora of sounds, he tried to speak, somewhere along the lines of “feels so good, please, keep going,” and “please don’t stop.”

you guided jungwon’s hips just as you did when he humped your thigh, but this time he was taking your cock. he rode you out well with the help of your hands.

you thrusted your cock in and out of him now, hearing it slap against his skin, his moans getting deeper and louder. his teeth were digging into your shoulder again, lips puckered around your skin when he wasn’t crying out. from the sheer attractiveness of his whimpers, you moaned out too, whispering little praises as you fucked into him.

“mommy,” he cried out without realizing, and froze up.

you went faster, fucking deep into his walls, silently seething at the fact that you aren’t able to fill him up with cum.

pounding him now, he tensed up and moaned out, “i’m going to cum, please mommy, let me cum.”

“cum for me, wonnie,” and he did, immediately, his cock pressed up against your tummy while his cum dripped down your body.

his entire body twitched and shook as he orgasmed, moaning your name out repeatedly and breathlessly.

you pulled out, slowly enough for it to not be uncomfortable, and pulled him against you despite the mess.

his cheeks were entirely red, the hairs in his face damp from sweat, sticking to him. his lips were pinker and puffier due to his flushed face.

he breathed heavily as he looked at you, chest moving rapidly to go along with his breaths.

“you okay?” you asked, brushing his hair away from his face, eyes teary from the pleasure.

he pressed his face into your neck

“yes,” he hummed against your skin like before, “thank you.”

it was silent now, and you laid like that with him, bodies entangled as you held him against you.

he fell asleep within minutes, as he always did after sex. usually it was frustrating, you being the one awake after him, but today it was peaceful.

you wanted to look at him but his face was pressed against your chest, skin to skin, and you brushed his fingers with your hair, kissing him on the head every so often.

looks like you’ll stay in together sunday too.

[bangchansdirty-slut]

Punishment

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Paring: Sub!Camboy!Jungwon x Dom!Reader

Genre: smut

Summary: Y/n discovers Jungwon preparing for a camboy session, surrounded by adult toys and wearing a collar. She confronts him playfully, revealing she knows his secret and hinting at a shared experience.

More: Masterlist

A/n: I'm considering creating more fics like this if you want me to. Also, I am currently working on some requests. Requests are still open; it might just take a while.

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Y/n always had a knack for making an entrance. She'd saunter into a room with the confidence of a lioness surveying her pride, and today was no exception. Jungwon's apartment, however, was uncharacteristically still. The usually warm, welcoming space was filled with an eerie silence that made Y/n's skin crawl. She called out his name, expecting the usual greeting or the distant sound of a shower running, but all she heard was the faint hum of the computer in the bedroom.

Her heart racing, she pushed the door open to find Jungwon sprawled on the bed, surrounded by a sea of dildos and vibrators. He was in the middle of setting up for his live cam show, dressed in nothing but a pair of skimpy lace panties and a collar that glinted in the dim light. Y/n's eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, she couldn't believe what she was seeing. But as the reality set in, a smirk curled on her lips. Jungwon's secret life as a camboy was about to become their little shared secret.

"Well, well, well," she purred, crossing her arms over her chest. "Look what we have here."

Jungwon's eyes shot up from his task, wide with a mix of fear and arousal. He knew he was in trouble, and his cheeks flushed as he scrambled to cover himself with a pillow. "Y/n baby," he stuttered. "I can explain."

But Y/n was already striding over to the bed, a glint of mischief in her eyes. She grabbed the leather whip off the bedside table, the same one he had used on her countless times before. "Oh, I think I can guess," she said, her voice low and sultry. "You've been a very bad boy, Jungwon."

Her hand came down with a sharp crack across his thigh, and Jungwon yelped, his body jolting. The sound was deliciously satisfying, and Y/n felt a thrill of power course through her. She leaned down, her face inches from his, and whispered, "You're going to show everyone what happens to naughty little camboys who don't tell their mommies about their side hustles."

Jungwon's eyes searched hers, a silent plea for mercy, but she only grinned. "You're going to be the star of the show tonight, baby," she said, stroking the whip along his body. "And I'm going to make sure everyone sees just how much of a slut you are."

With that, she turned on the webcam and the room filled with the eager chatter of his online audience. Y/n didn't miss a beat, slipping into a pair of red, lace lingerie she found in his drawer. She knew he liked it when she played the part of a stern dom, so she leaned into it, her voice firm and commanding. "Look at all these people waiting to see how a bad boy gets punished," she said, her hand tracing the line of his jaw. "They're all so curious, aren't they?"

Jungwon nodded, his voice shaky. "Y-yes, Mommy," he murmured, his eyes darting to the screen and back to her.

Y/n felt a thrill at the sound of the word "Mommy" on his lips. It was a term they'd played with before in their private kinks, but the fact that he was saying it now, in this context, was exhilarating. She knew it would drive his fans wild, and she had every intention of using that to her advantage. She lubed up the strap-on dildo with a wicked smile, watching Jungwon's eyes widen in anticipation and a hint of fear.

"You're going to beg for it," she told him, her voice low and sultry. "You're going to apologize to everyone for being such a naughty boy, and then you're going to show them just how much you enjoy your punishment."

Jungwon swallowed hard, his throat dry with nerves. He had never been outed like this before, never been caught in the act by someone he cared about. But there was something about the way Y/n's eyes gleamed with excitement that made his cock throb in his panties. He felt the cold metal of the vibrating cock ring being snapped around his erection, and he gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily.

"Look at him," Y/n said, addressing the camera. "He can't even wait to be punished."

The chatter in the chat grew more feverish as Jungwon's fans watched the scene unfold. Y/n knew they were eager to see their favorite camboy get what he deserved, and she was more than happy to oblige. She straddled him, the strap-on pressing against his ass. "You're going to apologize to all your little viewers," she ordered, her voice like silk. "Tell them how sorry you are for keeping secrets from Mommy."

Jungwon's eyes watered as he whispered, "I'm so sorry, Mommy. I'm a bad boy." His voice was a mix of genuine regret and the thrill of his newfound vulnerability. The camera picked up every tremor in his voice, and the audience lapped it up.

Y/n smirked, feeling the power dynamic shift heavily in her favor. She grabbed his chin and tilted his head up, forcing him to look into the camera. "Is that all you have to say?" she demanded, her tone a perfect blend of disappointment and dominance. Jungwon took a deep breath, his eyes glossy with lust. "I'm so sorry, Mommy! I'll be good! I'll do anything you say!"

The chat exploded with excitement, a cacophony of lewd comments and demands. Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of triumph as she began to peg Jungwon. She thrust deep, watching his face contort with pleasure and pain. His body arched off the bed, his moans growing louder with each stroke. She tightened her grip on the leather whip, ready to use it if he didn't perform to her satisfaction.

"Look at this greedy slut," she said, her voice carrying over the sound of his gasps. "He loves being filled up, doesn't he?" Jungwon could only nod, his eyes rolling back in his head as she hit just the right spot. The vibrating cock ring around his shaft sent waves of pleasure through him, making his entire body quiver.

The chat was alight with comments, eager viewers urging Y/n to go harder, to make him scream. She reveled in the power, her movements becoming more forceful. Each thrust was punctuated with a snap of the whip, leaving red lines across Jungwon's pale skin. He squirmed and writhed beneath her, his desperate pleas for release echoing through the room.

"Not yet," she purred, her own arousal growing with every second. "First, you need to show Mommy how much you can take."

Jungwon's eyes snapped open, and he gritted his teeth as she yanked on the chain attached to his collar, forcing him to look into the camera. His cheeks were flushed, his hair a sweaty mess, and his eyes were glazed over with desire. The strap-on filled him completely, stretching him in a way that made him feel both used and utterly adored. He knew he was putting on a show for his viewers, but all he could focus on was the pleasure Y/n was giving him, the way she was dominating him so completely.

"Such a good boy," she cooed, her hand reaching down to squeeze his cock, the vibrations from the ring sending shockwaves through his body. "Now tell them how much you want to cum for Mommy."

Jungwon's voice was strained, his words barely coherent. "I-I wanna to c-um s'badly, Mommy~," he whimpered, his eyes never leaving hers. "P..ase, let me c-cum."

Y/n chuckled, the sound as dark and seductive as the room's shadows. "Only if you can make Mommy cum first," she said, her eyes gleaming with challenge. She pulled out the strap-on, watching Jungwon's hole quiver with need. He nodded frantically, his breath coming in short, desperate gasps.

Y/n straddled Jungwon's face, her own pussy wet with excitement. She could feel the heat of his breath on her, and she knew he was eager to taste her. "Eat me out," she ordered, her voice thick with desire. "Make me cum, and maybe, just maybe, I'll let you have your little reward."

Jungwon didn't need any further encouragement. He buried his face between her legs, his tongue darting out to tease her clit. Y/n moaned, her hands fisting in his hair as he worked his magic. He knew exactly what she liked, and he wasn't going to hold back now. The camera captured every moment, the sight of Jungwon's eager mouth on her pussy sending the chat into a frenzy. His fans watched, enraptured, as he licked and sucked, his tongue swirling around her sensitive bud.

Y/n's hips began to rock, her body moving in rhythm with Jungwon's mouth. She could feel the tension building, her orgasm approaching like a freight train. Her eyes remained locked on the camera, a smug smile playing on her lips. She knew she had him right where she wanted him, and she was going to enjoy every second of it. "fff-fuck yes baby," she breathed, her voice tight with pleasure. "J-ust like that, baby."

Jungwon's eyes fluttered closed as he focused on his task, his tongue delving deeper into her wetness. He could feel his own cock straining against the ring, the vibrations almost too much to handle. But he was determined to make her cum first. His tongue flicked and danced, tracing the folds of her sex with a practiced ease.

Y/n's moans grew louder, her body tensing above him. She leaned back, her breasts bouncing as she threw her head back in ecstasy. Jungwon's hands gripped Y/n's thighs, his face a mask of concentration as he worked tirelessly to please her. His own need was a constant throb, the vibrations from the ring making his balls ache. But he knew his place; he was here to serve, to be her good little boy.

Finally, with a guttural cry, Y/n squirted, her juices coating Jungwon's face. She collapsed onto the bed, her chest heaving as she looked down at him, her eyes hooded with satisfaction. Jungwon lapped at her thighs, his eyes pleading for his own release. "Good boy," she murmured, a hint of pride in her voice. "You've earned your reward."

With a swift motion, Y/n climbed off Jungwon, her legs wobbly with the aftershocks of her orgasm. She grabbed the cock ring and tugged it off, tossing it aside. Jungwon's cock sprang free, hard and desperate for release. "You did so well," she said, her voice softer now. "You really are the best little slut for Mommy."

Her hand wrapped around his shaft, her grip firm and sure. Jungwon moaned, his hips bucking up to meet her touch. The sensation was overwhelming after the constant vibration, and he could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge. Y/n leaned in, her lips pressing sloppily against his in a kiss that was as much about claiming him as it was about showing their connection to the audience. She tasted faintly of herself, a musky sweetness that made Jungwon's toes curl.

Their kiss grew more urgent as she stroked him, her thumb swiping over the head of his cock in a deliciously torturous pattern. Jungwon's breath hitched, and he could feel the beginnings of his climax building. The chat was a blur of words, their fans lost in the performance. But all Jungwon could focus on was Y/n, her eyes locked on his, her hand working him closer and closer to the precipice.

"Ask them what they want to see," she murmured against his lips, her voice a seductive whisper. Jungwon's heart raced as he turned to the camera, his voice thick with arousal. "W-hat do you wa-nt Mommy to do to M..e?"

The chat exploded with suggestions, each more depraved than the last. Y/n's eyes danced with excitement as she read through them, her hand never stopping its steady rhythm on Jungwon's cock. "Looks like my little slut has quite the fan club," she said, her voice filled with amusement.

"P-please, Mommy," Jungwon begged, his voice breaking. "I n-need to c-cum."

Y/n's eyes narrowed, a smirk playing on her lips as she considered the options presented by the eager viewers. "Looks like you've been a very popular boy," she said, her thumb teasing the slit of his cock. "They want to see you squirt all over yourself like the little whore you are."

Jungwon's eyes rolled back, his body on the brink. "I-I'll do it," he panted. "A-anything, just let me cum."

Y/n's smirk grew into a full-blown smile. She knew she had him. She leaned down, her breath hot on his ear. "Tell them," she whispered. "Tell them how much you want to cum for Mommy."

Jungwon's voice was shaky as he spoke to the camera. "P-please, everyone," he stuttered. "I w-want to c-cum so badly for Mommy." The words were barely out of his mouth before Y/n's hand sped up, her grip tightening. Jungwon's body was a symphony of sensation, his muscles tensing and releasing as he neared climax.

The room was thick with tension as Y/n worked him closer and closer. The smell of sex hung heavy in the air, mingling with the faint scent of leather from the whip that lay discarded on the bed. Jungwon's eyes squeezed shut, his hips jerking upwards as he chased his release. The sound of the chat had become a distant buzz, their words fading into the background as he focused solely on the pleasure Y/n was giving him.

"Look at me," she demanded, her voice firm. Jungwon's eyes snapped open, meeting hers. There was something in her gaze that was both terrifying and exhilarating, a mix of love and dominance that had him trembling with need. "Tell me you're going to cum for Mommy."

"I'm g-going to cum," he whimpered, his voice a desperate plea. "P-please, let me cum."

Y/n leaned in closer, her breasts pressing against his chest as she whispered, "Do it for Mommy."

With a strangled cry, Jungwon came hard, his cum spurting onto his stomach and chest in thick ropes. The camera caught every drop, his fans watching in awe as he trembled and squirmed beneath her touch. Y/n chuckled, her hand still moving slowly on his over-sensitive cock. She knew he was spent, his body a mess of nerves and pleasure, but she wasn't quite done with him yet.

"Such a good boy," she murmured, her voice a sweet caress in the otherwise raunchy atmosphere. She leaned down to lick a bead of cum from his chest, savoring the salty taste of his release. Jungwon's body was a symphony of sensation, his muscles still quivering from the intensity of his orgasm. He panted, his eyes fluttering closed as she kissed him gently.

"Thank you, Mommy," he whispered, his voice a hoarse whisper. Y/n couldn't help but smile at his obedience. She climbed off the bed, her own arousal still simmering just beneath the surface. "Don't go anywhere," she told him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "We're not done yet."

Jungwon watched as she grabbed the leather whip again, his heart racing with anticipation. He knew she had more in store for him, and the thought both thrilled and terrified him. Y/n strutted back to the bed, the whip crackling in the air as she approached. She looked like a goddess of desire, her lingerie clinging to her curves and her hair a wild mess from their earlier exertions.

"You've been such a good boy," she said, her voice filled with warmth. "But now, it's time for your final punishment." She held up the whip, and Jungwon's cock twitched in response. "You're going to count for me, baby," she instructed, her tone firm. "Every stroke, you're going to count, and you're going to thank me for each one."

Jungwon nodded, his breath shallow. He knew this was it, the grand finale of their little performance. He braced himself as the whip made contact with his already sensitive skin, the sting making him gasp. "One," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers.

Y/n's strokes grew stronger, painting a picture of red on Jungwon's ass. Each crack of the whip was met with a muffled cry and a whispered "Thank you, Mommy." His body danced with the pain, his legs shaking as he fought to stay in position for her. The room was alive with the sound of their play, the whip echoing through the speakers and into the ears of his devoted fans.

Jungwon's eyes watered, but he didn't dare break the gaze he held with Y/n. He knew she could see the mix of agony and euphoria in his eyes, the way his body responded to her dominance. It was a heady feeling, one that made his cock throb even as the pain grew more intense. He felt her hand on his thigh, her grip reassuring as she guided him through each stroke.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Jungwon reached the last number, his voice strained but obedient. "Ten, Mommy," he whimpered, his body sagging in relief. Y/n tossed the whip aside, her eyes still locked on his. "Good boy," she said, her voice soft and gentle. "You took your punishment like a champ."

Jungwon couldn't help the smile that graced his lips. He felt a strange sense of pride, knowing he had not only satisfied his Mommy but also his eager audience. His body was a canvas of desire, marked with the evidence of their game. He looked up at Y/n, his eyes pleading for the final act of their show.

Y/n leaned down, her breasts brushing against Jungwon's back as she whispered in his ear. "You've been such a good boy," she said, her breath warm and comforting. "Now, it's time for your reward."

Her hand reached back, her fingers finding his still-hard cock. Jungwon's eyes rolled back in his head as she began to stroke him again, her movements gentle this time. He knew she was in no rush, that she was savoring the moment just as much as he was. The tension in the room had shifted, the power dynamic no longer a game but a lived reality that bound them together.

Their kiss grew deeper, more intimate as she brought him back to the edge. Jungwon's breath hitched, his body taut with anticipation. He could feel the warmth of her pussy against his thigh, her own arousal clear as she ground against him. The camera captured every moment, their private world laid bare for the viewers to see.

With a final, desperate moan, Jungwon came again, his body spasming as ropes of cum shot out of him. Y/n's hand never left his cock, her touch soft and soothing as he rode out the last waves of pleasure. When he finally opened his eyes, she was smiling down at him, her own satisfaction clear. "Thank you, Mommy," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

Y/n leaned down, her cheek pressing against his. "Thank you, baby," she said, her voice just as tender. "You were incredible."

They lay there for a moment, their bodies tangled together, the camera still rolling. Jungwon felt a mix of relief and euphoria, the adrenaline of their performance still coursing through his veins. He knew that their relationship had just entered a new phase, one filled with secrets and taboos, but he also knew that he wouldn't have it any other way.

"Alright, everyone," Y/n said, her voice suddenly business-like as she turned to the camera. "That's all for tonight. Don't forget to tip your performers." She winked, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "And Jungwon," she added, her voice a low purr. "Be a good boy for Mommy, or we'll have to do this again."

The chat erupted in a frenzy of tips and goodbye messages as they kissed one last time, their bodies still connected. They pulled away, the spell of the moment broken. Jungwon reached up, his hand shaking as he fumbled with the laptop to end the stream. The room fell silent, their world shrinking back to just the two of them.

He looked up at Y/n, his eyes filled with a newfound love and admiration. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice hoarse. "That was…"

Y/n chuckled, cutting him off. "It was what you needed," she said, her voice firm. "And it's what you're going to get from now on." She climbed off the bed, Jungwon following her to the bathroom. The cool air hit his skin, sending a shiver down his spine.

In the bathroom, she turned the shower on, the steam quickly filling the room. Jungwon watched as she peeled off the s lingerie, revealing her own naked form. He couldn't help but admire the way her curves moved with confidence and the smirk on her face that said she knew exactly what she was doing. He felt a strange mix of submission and adoration for her, a feeling that was both new and thrilling.

"Get in," she said, her voice still carrying the same commanding tone from earlier. Jungwon nodded, eager to obey. The hot water washed over them as they stepped into the shower, the sting of the droplets mixing with the lingering pain from the whip. Y/n grabbed a bottle of shower gel, her eyes never leaving Jungwon's as she began to lather him up. Her hands were firm but gentle, gliding over his bruised skin with care.

[starsenha]

JUST THIS ONCE / P.J

Pairing ◊ sub!fem!reader x dom!bf!jay

Genre ◊ SMUT, established relationship, fluff at the end

Warnings ◊ SMUT (minors dni), cursing, neck kisses, marking, petnames (baby, doll, good girl...), rough sex, jay ripped reader's dress, reader wears lingerie, dirty talk, degradation, fingering, unprotected sex (don't do it), posessive!jay??, spanking, praising, multiple orgasms, aftercare, jay proposes to reader at the end

Word count ◊ 3k

Summary ◊ it was your third anniversary with your boyfriend and he had planned to take you to a nice fancy restaurant to celebrate, but he kinda changed his plans when he saw you in your dress.

a/n: thank you anon for making this request! not proofread, enjoy!

Your apartment was relatively quiet, except for the soft music playing in the background, blending with the faint scent of lavender from the candles you had lit earlier. It was your third anniversary with Jay, and the excitement was palpable. You stood in front of the mirror, meticulously putting on the final touches of your makeup. The soft light from the vanity highlighted your features, making you glow even more than usual.

Jay had been your rock for the past three years. His love for you was unwavering, and it showed in every little thing he did. Tonight, he planned a special dinner to celebrate your relationship, and you were both eagerly looking forward to it.

As you picked up your favorite pair of earrings, you heard the soft creak of the bedroom door. Glancing in the mirror, you saw Jay standing in the doorway, a tender smile playing on his lips. His eyes sparkled with admiration as he took in the sight of you.

"You look absolutely stunning," he said, his voice filled with awe.

You chuckled softly, a playful glint in your eyes. "You say that every single day, you know."

"Because it's the truth." Jay stepped into the room, his gaze never leaving you. "I'm serious, every time I see you, it's like I'm falling in love all over again."

A warmth spread through your chest at his words. You turned back to the mirror, slipping on your earrings. As you did, Jay walked up behind you, sliding his arms around your waist. His hands rested on your hips, and he pulled you gently against him.

"Are you trying to distract me?" you teased, meeting his eyes in the mirror.

"Maybe," he murmured, his lips curling into a smirk as he pressed a kiss to your neck. "I just can't help it. You look incredible, baby."

You felt a shiver run down your spine at the sensation of his lips on your skin. His touch was electric, sending waves of warmth through your body. You leaned back into him, enjoying the feeling of his strong arms wrapped around you. He started with gentle pecks, then his kisses became more open-mouthed, his tongue flicking out to taste your skin. You knew how sensitive you were there, and Jay knew it too. He was taking full advantage.

“Jong,” you breathed out, trying to keep your composure as a wave of heat coursed through you. “We have reservations. We can’t be late.”

His hands began to wander, one sliding up to your shoulder to gently tug at the strap of your dress. The silky fabric slipped down, exposing more of your skin to his eager mouth. His other hand pressed against your stomach, holding you firmly in place.

“I don’t give a shit about that,” he whispered against your neck, his voice low and husky. “You look so fucking good in that dress. I can’t help myself.”

You tried to protest, but your words came out weak and breathy. “We really should—”

He turned you around to face him, his eyes dark with desire. “You’re hungry, I get it. But I need you right now, more than anything.”

His lips captured yours in a heated kiss, his tongue demanding entrance. You melted into him, your hands finding their way to his chest. The kiss deepened, and you could feel his need for you in every movement, every touch.

When he finally pulled back, you were breathless. He looked at you with a cocky, playful grin. “I’ll cook something for you later, i promise, and I'll reschedule the reservation. Right now, I need you.”

You bit your lip, torn between your hunger and the intense desire building within you. “Jay, we really should go to dinner…”

He cut you off with another kiss, his hands roaming your body with a possessive intensity. “You’re enjoying this, don’t lie,” he said against your lips, his voice a teasing growl.

You couldn’t deny it. The way he was touching you, the way he was making you feel, it was intoxicating. He knew exactly how to push your buttons, and he was doing it with expert precision.

“Just a little longer,” he murmured, his lips moving back to your neck. “I promise I’ll take care of you.”

His hands slipped under your dress, and you felt your resolve weakening. His touch was electric, sending sparks of pleasure through your body. You knew you should insist on leaving, but in that moment, all you wanted was him.

“Jay…” you whispered, your voice a mix of need and surrender.

He looked up at you, his eyes filled with a mix of love and lust. “I love you,” he said softly, his hands still exploring. “And I need you right now, baby. Please.”

You gave in, your hands threading through his hair as you pulled him closer. “Okay,” you breathed, your heart pounding in your chest. “But just this once.”

He grinned. “That’s my good little girl.”

The moment those words left his mouth, something shifted in him. His eyes darkened and he captured your mouth in a hard, demanding kiss. There was no gentleness anymore, only raw passion His hands gripped your hips, pulling you tightly against him as his tongue invaded your mouth, claiming you completely.

His lips quickly found your neck for the third time that night, but this time, he was much more insistent. He nipped and sucked at your skin, parking you with dark bruises. He loved marking you, reminding everyone you were his and his only. Each hickeys sent a jolt of pleasure through you, making the wetness between your legs even more prominent.

With a rough yank, he tore the dress apart, the sound of ripping fabric filling the room. "My dress!" you exclaimed as you stared at him in shock.

He only smirked, his eyes boring into yours. "I'll buy you another one doll, don't worry," he said casually, a little too casually. You were left standing in your favorite set of lingerie, the white lace set you knew drove him completely wild everytime you wore it. His eyes raked over you, taking in every detail, and he chuckled darkly. "Look at you, wearing my favorite set. What a naughty girl. Did you plan this, or are you just that fucking desperate for me?"

You felt your cheeks burn at his words, and you felt your white panties getting completely drenched. As you didn't respond, he grabbed your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes. "Answer me, doll. Did you dress like that because you wanted me to ruin you?"

You swallowed hard, your voice barely above a whisper, "I didn't... I mean, I..."

He laughed soflty, his grip on your chine tightening. "You did, didn't you? You wanted this. You wanted me to take you. Well congratulations, sweetheart. You're getting exactly what you wanted."

His free hand moved to your back, unclapsing your bra with practiced ease. he tossed it aside, his eyes never leaving yours. "On the bed."

You didn't hesitate. You moved to the bed, your legs already weak. You could feel his eyes following your every move. As he hovered over you, you felt a shiver down your spine. Your hands went to the buttons of his white button-up, fumbling slightly in your haste. You needed to feel his skin against yours, to touch the toned muscles you had come to love so much. As you pushed the fabric off his shoulders, your breath hitched. His torso was a work of art—toned, tan, and undeniably sexy. Even after three years, the sight of him like this made your mouth water.

Jay noticed your reaction and smirked, his eyes gleaming with arrogance. “You like what you see, don’t you?” he teased, his voice a low growl.

You bit your lip, unable to tear your gaze away from his chest. “You know I do,” you whispered.

His smirk widened, and he leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear. “Good, because you’re mine.”

He didn’t wait for a response. His hands were already on you, rough and demanding. One hand slipped between your legs, parting your thighs, while the other cupped your breast, his thumb teasing your nipple through the thin fabric of your lingerie. The dual sensations made you arch your back, a moan escaping your lips.

His hand slipped underneath your panties, hissing once he felt how wet you were. His index parted your lips before he slid it into your wetness, thrusting it roughly inside you. Your back arched, and he slid his middle finger almost immediately. The sudden invasion made you cry out, a choked moan leaving your lips, your body already trembling. He set a relentless pace, his fingers curling inside you, hitting that perfect spot with every thrust.

"Fuck, you're so wet for me," he murmured, his lips trailing hot kisses down your neck. "You like being treated like this, babygirl? You like it when I'm rough like that, mmh?"

"Y-Yes, fuck," you moaned, your hips moving to meet his thrusts. "Please, don't stop."

His lips curled into a satisfied smile against your skin. “Good girl. You’re gonna cum for me, aren’t you?”

You could only nod, the pleasure building to an unbearable peak. His thumb found your clit, circling it with just the right amount of pressure. Your breath hitched, and you felt the world around you start to blur.

“Look at me,” he commanded, his voice rough with desire. “I want to see you when you come.”

You forced your eyes open, meeting his intense gaze. The connection between you was electric, and it pushed you over the edge. With a cry, you came hard, your body convulsing around his fingers. The pleasure was overwhelming, consuming you completely.

Jay watched you the entire time, his eyes dark with satisfaction. He slowed his movements, drawing out your orgasm until you were left panting and trembling beneath him.

“You’re beautiful when you come,” he said softly, withdrawing his fingers and bringing them to his lips. He licked them clean, his eyes never leaving yours. “And you taste incredible.”

You were still catching your breath, your body buzzing with aftershocks. He quickly undid his pants, tugging them off along with his boxers, his cock freed from their confines as it slapped against his tan stomach, red and ready, precum leaking from the tip. The sight made your mouth watered and you could feel yourself leaking.

“I need to be inside you, doll” he muttered, his voice thick with lust. He positioned himself at your entrance, the tip of his cock pressing against your wetness. “I can't wait any longer.”

Without another word, he thrust into you, hard and deep. The sudden fullness made you cry out, your hands gripping the sheets. Jay set a relentless pace, each thrust rough and demanding. His hands gripped your hips, pulling you against him with every movement.

“Fuck, you feel so good, that pussy was made for me, sh-shit” he groaned, his voice ragged. “So tight, so perfect. You're mine, do you hear me?”

“Yes, jong, fuck,” you gasped, your body trembling with the intensity of his thrusts. “I'm yours. Always yours.”

He leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear. “You’re going to cum for me again. I’m not stopping until you do.”

He shifted his angle slightly, hitting that perfect spot inside you with each thrust. The pleasure was overwhelming, building rapidly. His thumb found your clit again, rubbing it with firm, precise strokes. You were still so sensitive from your earlier orgasm, it didn't take a lot of time for that familiar coil in your lower stomach to form.

“I'm-I'm gonna c-cum,” you cried out, your voice desperate.

“Cum for me, babygirl” he demanded, his thrusts growing even rougher.

You obeyed, your body shattering with pleasure. Your scream filled the room as you came hard around him, your muscles clenching tight. But he didn’t stop. He kept thrusting, pushing you through your orgasm and into another one quickly. He knew your body too well, and he knew exactly what buttons to push to make you fall apart on his cock.

“That's it, scream for me,” he growled, his hands gripping your hips so hard you were sure there would be bruises. “Let everyone know who you belong to.”

He flipped you onto your stomach, pulling your hips up so he could take you from behind. The new angle allowed him to go even deeper, each thrust sending a jolt of pleasure through you. He spanked you lightly, his hand leaving a stinging imprint on your skin.

“You're my little fucktoy, aren't you?” he taunted, his voice rough and filthy.

“Fuck yeah” you panted, barely able to form words.

He spanked you again, harder this time. “Good girl. Now cum for me again.”

You didn’t think it was possible, but the combination of his rough thrusts and dirty words sent you over the edge once more. You came hard, your body convulsing with the force of it. Jay groaned in pleasure, but he still didn’t stop.

He pulled out and flipped you onto your back again, his eyes wild with lust. “I want to see your face when you cum.”

He entered you again, thrusting hard and fast. He leaned down, capturing your lips in a bruising kiss. His hands were everywhere, touching, gripping, claiming you. The intensity of it all was overwhelming, but you loved every second.

“Jay, please,” you begged, your voice a desperate plea.

“Please what?” he taunted, his thrusts never slowing. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want to come again,” you cried, tears of pleasure streaming down your face. “Please, Jay, make me come again.”

“That's my good fucking girl,” he murmured, his thumb finding your clit once more. “Come for me one more time.”

You screamed as your body obeyed, the orgasm ripping through you with a force that left you breathless. Jay watched you the entire time, his eyes dark with satisfaction.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, his movements grew erratic. He was close, and the thought of him finding his release pushed you even higher. With a final, deep thrust, he groaned loudly, his body tensing as he came inside you. The sensation of his cum painting your walls white sent a final wave of pleasure through you, and you moaned softly, your body completely spent.

He collapsed beside you, pulling you into his arms. Both of you were panting, your bodies covered in a sheen of sweat. Jay pressed a tender kiss to your forehead, his voice softening. “Are you okay?”

You nodded, a tired but content smile on your lips. “Yeah, I’m good. Just a bit sore.”

Jay chuckled softly, his eyes filled with love and concern. “Let’s get you cleaned up and comfortable, okay?”

He carefully helped you sit up and led you to the bathroom. He turned on the warm water, filling the bathtub while you leaned against him, feeling the comforting strength of his presence. Once the tub was ready, he gently helped you into the warm water, the heat easing the soreness from your muscles.

Jay kneeled beside the tub, his hands moving to wash you with slow, soothing strokes. “Even like that, you're so beautiful,” he said softly, his eyes never leaving yours. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” you whispered, feeling a deep sense of gratitude for his care.

After the bath, he wrapped you in a fluffy towel and carried you back to the bed. He dressed you in one of his soft t-shirts, the fabric warm and comforting against your skin. He made sure you were comfortable, tucking you in with a gentle kiss.

“I’ll be right back,” he said, disappearing into the kitchen. A few minutes later, he returned with a glass of water and some painkillers. “Here, this should help.”

You took the pills, sipping the water as he settled beside you. He pulled you into his arms, holding you close as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear. The tenderness in his voice and the warmth of his embrace made you feel cherished and loved.

After a while, Jay shifted slightly, reaching into the drawer of his nightstand. He pulled out a small black velvet box and looked at you with a mixture of excitement and nervousness.

“I was going to give this to you at the restaurant,” he said, his voice a bit shaky. “But since we’re staying home, and you’re all sore, I figured now is the perfect time.”

Your heart skipped a beat as he opened the box, revealing an exquisite ring. The center stone was a stunning diamond, surrounded by smaller, sparkling gems. It was breathtakingly beautiful, and you could see the care and thought that had gone into choosing it.

“Seongie…” you breathed. “It’s beautiful.”

He took the ring from the box and held it up, his eyes meeting yours with a serious, loving gaze. “You mean everything to me. These past three years have been the best of my life, and I want to spend the rest of it with you. Will you marry me?”

Your heart swelled with emotion, and you nodded, tears streaming down your face. “Oh my God, Jay, of course I will!”

A wide smile broke across his face as he slipped the ring onto your finger. “You’ve made me the happiest man in the world,” he said, pulling you into a deep, loving kiss.

As you snuggled into his arms, admiring the ring on your finger, you couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed with happiness. Despite the soreness and the change in plans, this moment was perfect. Jay had taken care of you, showed you his love in every possible way, and now he had promised you forever.

“I know it’s a bit extravagant,” he said softly, his fingers tracing patterns on your back. “But I wanted you to have something that reflects how much you mean to me, baby.”

You looked up at him, your eyes filled with love. “It’s perfect. You’re perfect. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

He smiled, pressing another kiss to your lips. “And I can’t wait to spend it with you, my love. Happy anniversary.”

“Happy anniversary,” you whispered back, feeling a sense of contentment and joy that you knew would last a lifetime.

[onlygarden]

[quietly, baby] - yang jungwon

genre: smut

description: when you bring jungwon into the fitting room as you try on the lingerie he chose for you, he shows his appreciation through more than just words. jungwon x female reader, unprotected sex, public sex (but it's in a fitting room), dom jungwon, oral sex (male receiving), jungwon just can't wait

a/n: i've had this idea for a while and it's FINALLY come to fruition. i hope you all enjoy it just as much as i did while writing it (and imagining it lmao). at first, i planned to only do oral sex but i just couldn't resist adding more hehe. again, i hope this is an enjoyable read !!!

the delicate sound of the last of your clothing falling into a heap on the floor of the fitting room nearly escapes jungwon’s ears. every fragment of his focus was captivated by the event being painted before him. from his position, settled upon the small bench of the modestly confined space, it seemed as though he only just began to relax. the sight of you — bearing nothing aside from your undergarments, slipping sinfully into the black silk he chose for you — acted as his captor. any remnants of relaxation sailed helplessly away from his body; a certain tension now resides in each of his muscles, igniting his body with a need which can only be met by you. 

“how does this look, baby? do you like it?” you ask casually, a hopeful smile decorating your face. 

the question, seemingly simple enough, lingers in jungwon’s mind for a moment. he swallows, a desperate attempt to soothe the sudden spell of dryness in his throat. goodness, of course he likes it. no composition of words in all of existence can ever truly describe just how much he ‘likes’ it.  

he exhales softly, hoping to unwind his taut muscles even a fraction. “baby… you look fucking hot,” he tells you, freely betraying the indecency of his thoughts. 

“can i touch you?” he immediately follows up, hardly giving you enough time to react to the boldness of his first statement.   

an almost inaudible gasp drifts from your lips, and a pang of insistent arousal runs through your body from the sight of his desperation and shamelessness alone. 

much too impatient for a blatant answer, jungwon stands up, breaching the hardly acknowledgeable distance between the two of you. his fingers travel wispily along the curve of your waist, and settle in a hard, possessive grip on your hips. he pulls your body towards his, his hands now roaming the silk of your lingerie slip in a feverish manner.

“just remember baby… we’re in public,” you remind him, a breathless attempt to reign in his barely-contained desire. 

that’s right — public. in jungwon’s erotically corrupted mind, the two of you were concealed enough. surely, no one would happen to overhear if he decided to cage you against the wall and drive himself deep inside of you with feral intensity. surely, the both of you can maintain enough control to hold in any moans, gasps, or grunts. more importantly, however, jungwon didn’t even care. 

he leans down to kiss you without a moment of hesitation, his lips melding and dancing with yours in a flurry of silkiness and roughness. as you moan softly in response to the feeling of his lips and his body against yours, he walks you backwards until he’s pressing you against the wall. he’s surely got you now.

all of your adamant concerns with the risk of nearby shoppers or staff hearing the two of you seemed so trivial now — the way jungwon’s hands slid down your body to grope the soft flesh of your ass snatched any importance away from anything else. in this moment, all your mind could helplessly muster was a need for the delicious stretch that only jungwon could provide you with. you wanted to give your body to him in any manner you could to please him, too. 

“fuck, baby… you’re making me so hard,” he says, his lips still brushing against yours as he speaks. 

god, his hard cock always felt so divine when his body was pressed up against yours. the sensation alone is more than enough to ignite your body with an undeniable impulse to urge streams of cum from him.

you wordlessly coerce him into changing positions with you, his body now pressed against the wall as your lips begin to place kisses down his neck. jungwon’s head tilts back in a subtle thud against the wall behind him as a quiet, throaty moan drifts past his lusciously plush lips. his hands squeeze your ass, his body subconsciously giving into all impulses and doing little to hide the desperate ache in his cock.  

your hands move to his pants, settling upon his belt and unbuckling it with haste. your eyes were hungrily fixed on the way his cock strained impatiently against the fabric. jungwon’s heavy eyes immediately widen as you fall to your knees in front of him, dragging his pants and boxers down in tandem. 

“baby, are you going to…?” his voice trails off in a sharp inhale as you wrap your hand around his cock and lick up his underside. 

“fuck, baby…” he breathes out quietly, a shudder running ruthlessly through his body. 

you lean up just enough to spit on his cock, beginning to stroke him languidly with the lubrication. as you envelop him in your mouth, jungwon’s hands rest tightly in your hair, his cock throbbing so delectably in the back of your throat as it constricts around him. 

“baby, oh god, so fucking good…” he moans softly, his hips thrusting subtly into your mouth. 

you begin to bob along his length, moving up and down so wickedly, your hand twisting around him in a dizzying combination. 

a low, narrowly restrained moan escapes his parted lips, his eyebrows furrowed and his face contorted in the heavenly pleasure your mouth is providing him with.

his chest heaves gently, his fingers massage your scalp eagerly, and his body can no longer brawl with the compulsion to thrust into your mouth once more. 

“baby… just like that,” he manages, his voice helplessly strained with pleasure. 

as your movements gain speed, and your free hand wanders up to fondle his balls, jungwon’s hips jerk forward in an irresistible itch for more. his cock throbs fervently against the wet silkiness of your tongue, and his stomach begins to ripple delicately as shivers of pleasure force through his body. 

“yes, oh god, yes…” he utters in a breathy, strangled moan. in hesitant defiance of the unspeakable bliss rising within him, he pulls your mouth from his length. jungwon would much prefer to plunge himself uninhibitedly within the silky, glossy, indescribably wet palace of your pussy. 

“stand up, baby. i wanna destroy your tight little pussy,” he throws at you. 

the raspy desperation and authority in his voice commands your body to oblige, and you rise to your feet. he pushes you toward the wall, pulling your hips back towards him just enough to allow him to enter you. he pulls your panties down with the same intentions — and the same haste — and he slides his hand under the silky fabric of your slip, effectively unveiling your glistening pussy. 

jungwon’s eyes darken to an intense shade at the sight of your pussy, soaking wet, begging to be stretched and obliterated. “god, baby… you’re so fucking wet,” he says lowly, his hand already wrapped around his shaft, sliding his cockhead teasingly between your folds. 

as you shiver pitifully at such a modest sensation, jungwon forces himself into you. he sinks rapidly into the slick, velvety confines and his cock demands you open as he buries himself to the hilt.

“mmm… fuck, baby. gonna fuck you ‘til you can’t see straight,” he mutters, his words laced with blinding pleasure. as his cock begins to pound you tenderly, assessing just how pronounced the sounds of your gasps and your pussy would be, his hand travels fiercely along the silk decorating your back, eventually settling in yet another harsh grip on your hip. 

a prominent smack echoes through the tight walls of the fitting room as jungwon’s hand meets the flesh of your ass. as rapidly as the sound reaches your ears, the pace of jungwon’s thrusts quicken with drastic measure, and he absolutely succumbs to the desire to pummel you into a daze. 

jungwon’s thrusts are erratic, his cock plowing in and out of you wildly, leaving your body feeble, staggered, and as good as helpless.

you try, god, you try to keep your moans breathy and suppressed, but the way jungwon’s cock mishandled and tortured your insides was much too sweet to rein in. your fervent, hardly controlled, and stuttered moans and whimpers chime lewdly within the confined space, resonating deeply in jungwon’s pistoning cock. he reluctantly stifles the sounds of your moans with his hand, hating to mute such an enthralling reaction to the way his cock tore through you.

“mmm, baby… you like that?” he asks crudely, knowing the answer all too familiarly.

the indescribable drag of his length along your walls, the utterly enticing sound of his muffled grunts and quiet whines, the way his fingers dig into your hips in an urgent declaration of ownership — it all sends each of your senses and nerves spiraling defenselessly into an electrifying pool of delight beyond description. 

as jungwon frantically observes the evidence of your orgasm — your softened cries vibrating against his hand, your body shuddering under the intensity of the pleasure, your pussy convulsing and spasming around him — his cock begins to pulse within you. 

“oh god, gonna fill you up so good- fuck, fuck, fuck!”

he spills freely inside you, streams of his cum flooding your pussy abundantly, his cock buried as deep as your battered pussy would allow. a gentle shudder travels through him from the magnitude of the pleasure you so willingly provided, and he loosens his rigid grasp on your hips. 

“you think anyone heard?” he asks playfully, his deep, short breaths tangling with your own.

a gentle laugh escapes him as you immediately nod, and he begins to withdraw his cock from you, thoroughly enjoying the squelches he receives in return.

neither of you are quite ready to return to the store, reluctant to face the impending shame.

but in truth — jungwon doesn’t really care.

[kittysarchive]

Riding softdom! jungwon and he gets impatient so he layed you down and fucked you faster yet deeply 😮‍💨omg

:)

warnings- smut, quicky, riding, soft dom Jungwon, sub reader, fem reader, cuming inside, lmk if i missed anything

Moving your hips over his cock, Jungwon's eyes squeeze shut at the feeling of your tight pussy swallowing his cock.

Riding slowly, your hands hold onto his shoulders for support. Biting your lips to stay quiet, a few stray moans escape. Hips rolling up and down, his hands squeeze your hips, pulling your faster over his cock.

"Baby" Jungwon pipes up, his grip on your hips tightens. You look his way, seeing how desperate Jungwon looked.

"Yes?" In one motion, Jungwon flips you over. Now onto your back Jungwon can't wait as he pistons into your cunt.

"Couldn't wait any longer" Jungwon whines, fucking you fast. Cock barely slipping in and out of your pussy, you feel no pain.

Opening your mouth, only incoherent whines come out as his fast pace bounces your body, causing words to choke out, causing moans to fly out.

"Couldn't be teased today" He grunts, slowing his pace down as he doesn't want to hurt you. With the slow pace, you were now able to talk.

"I-It's okay" You sign, catching up your breath. From that short break, Jungwon gains energy again. God, eh was so horny he just needed you, he needed to fuck you fast. Hips rolling as his cock easily slides in and out of your pussy.

"Need this so bad" Jungwon whines, hip slowing down. He went to fast, used all his energy. There was no way he could hold on any longer. Hips finding small pockets of energy, he quickly fills your pussy in his warm white paint.

"Shit" Jungwon curses, couldn't he hold for a few more minutes?

[fairyofjaeyun]

asking them for a threesome ꨄ

[7:07] now playing: criminal love - enhypen

[a/n] well this one got loonnggg 😅 this is my first post after not writing in a long ass time so I hope it’s good 😭😭

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—heeseung ✩

there’s little resistance from him. heeseung’s a proud whore so he instantly called up his proud whore friend. jake loved the idea of being your puppy along side hee. therefore, it was a smooth and quick process from planning to having them collared and plugged up on their knees for you. they both looked up with you with a dumb, yet undeniably pretty, fucked out look as you tugged on their collars. cat and dog ears rested on their heads with matching tails nestled deep inside of them—they were being such good pets for you. jake let his tongue hang and drool as you shoved your fingers into his mouth, happily sucking them as you caressed heeseung’s face. heeseung tilts his head to kiss your fingers, a gestures that’s quite wholesome until his tongue and teeth get involved, whining to get more of your attention. you then instructed them to bend over so they were arching in doggy with their tails nearly touching as they faced opposite of each other. they obeyed you but looked at you with questioning eyes, then watched you pull out a long and girthy double ended dildo, their faces practically lighting up.

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—jay ✩

like jake, jay would also be hesitant of this request. adding another partner during sex wasn’t something that really crossed his mind. mostly due to the fact that he enjoyed your intimacy so much, and partially because knowing you, he knew his bratty tendencies would lead him to a rather cruel and humiliating predicament. though perhaps that would make it exciting, he thought. so there they were—jay and heeseung cuffed and blindfolded with cockrings set to a low vibration setting. jay so far has been quiet, his arms flexing every so often in anticipation that you finally touch him. meanwhile, heeseung has been moaning and practically babbling like a slut. “please miss,” he whines, “please touch me.” the vibration paired with the restriction of his hands and sight made his brain fuzzy, especially since you’ve been toying with them for a good ten minutes now. “hmm, I don’t know~” you tap your chin, pretending to put some thought to it, “you both look just so pretty like this. maybe I’ll have you cum untouched.” the two of them are quick to object with their arms flexed against their restraints and pitiful whines emitting from their lips. “please,” jays finally speaks, almost breathlessly. “please what? tell me what you want.” jay could feel you getting closer to him, and his skin gets goosebumps from your presence. “I need you to touch my dick, suck it—fuck me, please. I need you,” he exhaled. you smirk. you got him right where you want him—vulnerable and desperate. and to push him towards his limit, you increase the setting of his cock ring, shamelessly watching him squirm and his dick pulse against his abdomen as you bring a thumb to heeseung’s nipple. hee’s girlish moans quickly filled the room as you rubbed and pinched both of his nipples, leading him to his first dry orgasm and the start of jay’s mind break into your good kitty.

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—Jake ✩

now it would take some convincing for jake. he’s very possessive of you, so the idea of sharing you would be shut down the majority of time. the very few occasions he’s open to it, he needs someone that’s as freaky as he is. sunghoon was the only person he believed that could keep up, and could trust, therefore he invited him. it was awkward at first, but sunghoon was more than happy to spend a night with you two. due to his possessiveness, jake will very obviously try to outperform sunghoon as a way to remind you that he’s yours and you are his, which often leads to a very hot and desperate sunghoon who just wants to make you feel good. like the time when they were both eating you out, and jake, obviously, was nose deep into your pussy with almost no intent of sharing. leaving sunghoon to sit aside and jerk his cock to the sweet sound of your moans, longing to be in jake’s place. you caught on to this and told jake, “puppy, sunghoon would like a turn too,” to which he slowly removes his tongue and pouts but scoots over, his face still hovering over you. sunghoon then lays on his belly and sighs at the sight of how wet you were, and then attaches his lips to your clit, moaning when he hears you gasp. he swirls his tongue around you for a moment, alternating between that and sucking your clit until he eventually catches his breath and jake takes his opportunity to kiss your folds. Their faces squished against each others, neither of them letting up as they moan and lick you up, occasionally looking up at you with their lustful eyes until they see your pretty face as you cum.

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—sunghoon ✩

his immediate thought was sunoo. he’s not sure why. maybe it’s because sunoo looked like the textbook definition of a sub, and like all the pretty boys Sunghoon would watch in porn. there was something about the thought of watching you fuck him that excited him. so when you brought it up, he called him. sunoo laughed at his offer, genuinely thinking it was a joke since it was so out of character for sunghoon, but once he caught the tension and knew that he was indeed serious, he would ultimately agree. sunoo always thought you were pretty and would always catch the subtle hints of your dominance with sunghoon whenever you were together—and maybe there were some times where his thoughts of you became inappropriate. so sunoo wasn’t going to waste this opportunity to be bent over in front of you. his face rested against one of your pillows with his ass in the air, presenting his wet, puffy hole that was recently prepped with your mouth and fingers. Sunghoon sat towards the end of the shared bed, stripped down to just his underwear as he watched you slather the lube onto the strap on. “he looks ready to be fucked, doesn’t he, sunghoon?” you ask your boyfriend. it was as if he was hypnotized as he licked his lips and nodded, watching you rub the tip of your strap to his friends hole and breaching past his entrance.

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—sunoo ✩

you’d have him blushing and giggling. he may try to play off as innocent, but sunoo holds a lot of kinky fantasies up in that pretty head of his. so he agreed and texted jungwon like he had been waiting for you to ask him for ages. you would have two poor, shy boys knelt before you with nervous eyes and fingers darting around as they wait for your next command. you knew you had lucked out getting two good boys so you treated them with extra care, giving them sweet tones and tender gestures as they gradually built their confidence in pleasuring you together. they were set on making you feel good, worshipping you. they let their mouth and hands run along every body part you asked of them with no complaints, their cocks getting harder and wetter as your face contorted in pleasure, not daring to touch themselves without your permission. “are you getting close, mommy?” sunoo asks, his mouth still attached to your tit while jungwon lapped of your folds. it was a very obvious answer. your breath quickening and your body stiffening with your head thrown back were tall tale signs, but sunoo still wanted to hear your praise. “yes, baby. keep going, just like that. you’re both such good boys.” jungwon moans against you and sunoo goes back to sucking on your nipple, massaging your other breast until you cum on jungwon. now you had to reward your two good boys.

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—jungwon ✩

honestly the question would take him aback. he’s still pretty shy when it comes to exploring kinks and sexual fantasies between you two, so the thought of adding another person made him anxious. however, one person did come to mind as you mentioned it… and then the thought of them joining overtook him for the next couple nights. so several days later, jungwon is watching jay slip inside you, completely naked with his hand pulling at his cock. you had told him to pay close attention to how jay was pleasuring you, how he was hitting all the right spots. jungwon seemed to be in a trance as he followed the moves of his elder, and how he was getting such beautiful sounds and reactions from you that’s he’s never heard before. “can I try that too, mommy?” jungwon asks you desperately, cock still in hand. to which you replied, “of course, baby,” since he was being so good. jay carefully pulls out of you and groans when he sees some of your wetness and his precum drip from your hole. jungwon takes his place between your legs and enters you slowly, giving you both time to adjust before he starts thrusting. he brings his thumb to your clit and rubs in circles, copying jay—not too fast but fast enough with just the right amount of pressure to make you clench and wrap your legs around him. “good boy, wonie,” you praise between your moans. “you feel really good, mommy,” he replies breathlessly, picking up the pace of his thrusts. “say thank you to jay, baby,” you tell him, squeezing your legs around him tight, pushing him closer to his orgasm. “mmm~ t-thank you, jay hyung.”

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[purrrtasticsnake]

Jungwon

Imagine: Jungwon as your sub:

Pairing: sub!Jungwon x femdom!reader

Warning: light smut, BDSM themes, petplay, free use, implied mommy kink

• Funishments: He loves bratting, but that does come with a prize (a very fun one). He doesn't necessarily always get punished if it's not that serious, but he receives funishments all the time (Which is something he doesn't mind at all). 

So when he's getting naughty, you quickly pull him aside, and teach him a little lesson. This mostly involves spanking or any other type of impact play. As long as he gets bossed around, he's happy. Just for fun, you still make him apologize for whatever he did to get into this position.

One of his ways to set you off, is by acting like a brat in public. Because that makes it harder for you to discipline him without other people noticing. But if you can't wait to get back home, you just pull him away from your surroundings, into an alleyway. Give him some good smacks and make him kiss your shoes to prove he'll behave.

His real punishments are not so fun, tho. These can vary all the way from writing lines, to spending a week in a chastity belt.

• Pet: You guys established that you are his owner. He had always dreamed about a relationship like that. The possessiveness and care that comes with it drives him crazy (in a good way). 

He regresses quit a lot to petspace, mostly as a cat/kitten. And you've noticed that he even has some cat mannerisms. Like how he loves getting back scratches, and he can't resist the urge to wipe something off of the table (which also reminds you that no matter how cute he is, he'll always be a brat at heart). 

You decided to buy a cage for him, which he now uses as his comfort place, when he misses you. But off course it also gets used for timeouts. The whole cage is filled with blankets, pillows, stuffies and things that remind him of you. Sometimes he'll steal your used clothes and put it in there. Or he'll spray your perfume on the blankets.

• Free use: If you want it, you get it. Jungwon has no issue with that. You can grope him whenever you want, even when he's sleeping. He hates initiating these sorts of things, so he wants you to do it. It makes him feel desired.

Sometimes you'll visit his workplace to see his hard work for yourself. Then you can't resist sneaking him away from the group into an empty studio. Especially right after you see him dance, you just want to give him a little reward.

It's really fascinating. Because his reactions are always a surprise. Sometimes he'll act shy and really flustered like 'm-mommy, why so sudden?'. Other times he'll get such a big rush of adrenaline that he'll immediately flash you a naughty smile and acts all sassy like 'damn why did it take you so long, can't you see I've been starving?'.

☆ Choosing Game: ☆

(● = his choice/preference)

1)

○ rewards

● punishments/funishments

2) 

● getting spoiled by Domme

○ servicing his Domme

3)

● petplay

○ ageplay

4) 

○ obedient

● BRAT

5)

○ praise

● degradation

(He loves getting slut-shamed, even though he's not a slut at all)

6)

○ bondage

● impact play 

(One way to drive him crazy is by taking off his own belt, and using it to whip him)

7)

● exhibitionist 

○ voyeur

(Loves it when you make him strip)

8)

● low protocol 

○ high protocol

Here you can find my other imagines:

(Update: it got removed)