#dom sunghoon

[onlygarden]

[can i watch?] - park sunghoon

genre: smut, some fluff

description: when your boyfriend walks into the bathroom just before you're about to shave your intimate parts, he decides he needs to watch you.

sunghoon x female reader, unprotected sex, shower sex, dom sunghoon, sunghoon is down bad for reader and can barely control himself lmao (he's so cutie), sunghoon is a little rough 18+

a/n: i got this idea suddenly while i was shaving in the shower hehe i neeeeeded to bring it to life i hope u guys get me

you step into the humidity of the shower, the steam enveloping you and filling your pores. your body immediately warms. you allow yourself to fully relax as the hot water glides soothingly along your body. after washing up, your mind is plagued with the reminder of needing to shave, already feeling annoyed by the tedious task. didn’t i just shave not too long ago? why does body hair have to grow so fast? you think pointlessly to yourself. 

the sound of the bathroom door opening reaches your ears, and you peek around the shower curtain to see sunghoon brushing his teeth. he notices you, and immediately bites back a smile. 

“you’re gonna get water all over the rug, idiot,” he teases, the sound of his voice being muffled by his toothbrush making you giggle. 

you playfully scowl. “the curtain’s hardly open, idiot,” you respond, “and you’re gonna get toothpaste all over the floor if you keep trying to talk with a toothbrush in your mouth,” you jest. sunghoon laughs immediately, your playful smirk stretching into a wide smile following his infectious laughter. 

you close the curtain, and you can hear the subtle sounds of your boyfriend rinsing his mouth. a sudden, dramatic sigh travels through the bathroom. 

“why does it take you an eternity to shower?” he pokes jokingly. “are you not done already?” the shower curtain is promptly yanked open to allow your boyfriend enough space to point to his wrist playfully, signaling for you to hurry up. 

you can’t conceal your surprise at his sudden action, but you break into a fit of laughter at his silliness, pushing his body away and shutting the curtain. “you’re scum,” you tell him, as you continue to laugh. “don’t you have any manners?” when he begins speaking you can tell by the volume of his voice that he’s still close to the curtain. “after fucking you senseless so many times i figured you were cool with me seeing you naked,” he digs, anticipating your reaction with a smile on his face.

you peek your head outside of the shower once again, greeting sunghoon with repeated smacks to his chest before returning to the flow of warm water. sunghoon stumbles back a bit, letting out an ‘ah’ through his laughter as your hand thumped against him. 

 “what else do you even need to do? haven’t you finished washing up by now?” sunghoon asks from the other side of the curtain. how cute is he, getting impatient as your time in the shower interrupts your time with him. 

“i’ll be done soon, i just need to finish shaving,” you tell him, completely oblivious to the idea that appeared unexpectedly in your boyfriend’s mind. 

“can i watch?” he asks, an ill-fitting casual tone lacing his brazen words. 

what?

you’re wildly flustered by his sudden request. 

“why would you want to? i promise it’s not anything special,” you tell him, confused as to why he’d want to watch you do such a simple thing in the first place. he was probably expecting your intimate parts to be put on an alluring display, but it’s not like you ever looked irresistibly attractive while you shaved. 

“please just let me watch, i’ve always been curious about it,” he pleads, his hopes of convincing you to comply with his request resting in the sky. “anything you do is special. and sexy.” 

gosh. you sigh. how were you supposed to resist your precious boyfriend when he asked you like that? his curiosity towards the way you complete such a mundane function seemed genuine, anyway. 

you comply, although you make him understand the conditions of his request. 

“fine. but it won’t be sexy, just so you know. i’m just gonna shave in the same unflattering position that i always do.” 

sunghoon flings the shower curtain aside with excitement, looking directly into your eyes with a faint smirk dusting his features. god, he’s so attractive, you thought. you could just melt into a puddle under his gaze. 

“do i have to remind you that you’re always sexy, even when you aren’t trying to look sexy?” 

a wide smile crawls across your face, your lips utterly betraying you, and you bite your lip to prevent it from growing any further. “shut up,” you say, turning around to grab your razor, then sitting down with your back resting against the wall of the shower. 

sunghoon leans his shoulder against the wall near the shower, crossing his arms over his chest. his intense stare almost made you uncomfortable, but you remember his undeniable desire to watch you do this, and his enthusiasm assists you in relaxing. he was your boyfriend, after all. you were always candid around him. he’s seen you do everything, whether you felt attractive or not. 

you separate your legs, completely exposing the most intimate part of yourself in such a natural setting. sunghoon inhales sharply. 

you look up at him, noticing the sudden heaviness of his expression, his features tugged down by such a tempting display. his eyelids were notably lax. is he already starting to get turned on? 

upon noticing your gaze, his stare travels from your unshaven pussy to your eyes. 

“you ready for the show?” you joke, relieving a bit of the tension. i’ll end up hurting myself if i get turned on, too. sunghoon smiles a bit. “i’m stoked,” he replies with the same friskiness. 

you slightly adjust the way you were sitting to give yourself a proper view of each spot that needed your razor’s attention. you begin gliding the razor across the sensitive skin attentively, using your fingers to spread yourself as you needed. sunghoon’s eyes were stubbornly locked onto the scene in front of him. 

the way your fingers moved across your pussy, although you weren’t trying to pleasure yourself it still drove him insane. blood began rushing to his cock and the speed of his breathing steadily increased. he throbbed in his sweatpants. you enthralled him. he almost couldn’t take it. why would he ask to be tortured like this? idly watching you, pussy exposed, as you casually glided the razor and your fingers across your delicate skin. 

god he was so turned on. he struggled to contain his predatory cravings while you carefully shaved yourself, since he didn’t want you to end up getting hurt. still, he needed you painfully. 

“babe, finish up,” sunghoon suddenly says, voice deep and breathless. your pussy throbbed a bit at the desperation in his voice, and with the way you were fully exposed before him, you know he must’ve noticed it. 

“i’m almost done, baby. just one more thing,” you say tenderly. 

his awestricken gaze remains attached to you as you suddenly stand up. he impatiently slips off his shirt, wanting to be ready to latch onto you when you’re finally finished. 

you turn your body around, sunghoon’s eyes immediately traveling the expanse of your bare shoulders, moving to the curves of your waist, and utterly basking in the plumpness of your lovely behind. your skin burned as you could feel his intense stare. 

although you were never uneasy around sunghoon, what you were about to do next made you a bit too bashful to face him. 

you spread your ass apart to shave the space in between, wanting to make sure all your intimate parts were perfectly smooth. sunghoon’s mouth falls open slightly in astonishment, and he exhales heavily, eyes fluttering in a faint manner. did you enjoy torturing him? 

hearing his reaction, you’re quite surprised that he actually found your actions sexy, but you weren’t complaining in the slightest. 

sunghoon was so aroused he felt like he could explode. the fight against his inner desire to touch you is increasing rapidly in difficulty. he quickly removes his sweatpants and boxers, his painfully solid cock springing free, already dripping in anticipation of being sheathed inside your heavenly pussy. 

you rinse your razor off underneath the stream of the shower, and you quickly rinse your body to rid yourself of any tiny loose hairs. 

“all done,” you say, turning to look at sunghoon, the unobstructed sight of his naked body sending heat across your skin. 

he quickly joins you in the shower, shutting the curtain behind him and grabbing your hips with fervor. he pulls you towards him until his cock is poking at your stomach, and he walks forward until you thud against the shower wall. your hands reach his chest, gliding across the skin until they rest upon his shoulders. 

“you looked so fucking sexy doing that,” his hands begin to tighten around your hips as if he was starving, and you were the meal he was aching to devour. “it was so hard to stop myself from pushing you against the wall and fucking you until can barely speak,” he connects his lips with yours before you can even react to his crude words, and you can immediately feel the fierce, greedy arousal that had been welling up inside him. 

he shoves his tongue into your mouth, too hungry to play the slow and gentle game with you. he felt like he could burst at the seams. 

his hand moves from your hips to your pussy, his middle finger sliding eagerly between your folds, exploring and inspecting you to check if you were ready to take him. he just couldn’t take it. he’d never felt so impatient about anything in his life. 

he breathes out as you moan quietly into his mouth, your voice breaking and your volume suddenly increasing as he shoves his middle finger inside of you with haste. you grip the space between his neck and shoulder in desperation. 

he pulls his face away from yours to watch your features contort as he pumps his middle finger slowly inside of you. 

“you really this wet just from me looking at you?” his palm makes repeated contact with your clit, and his finger persistently skates along the spongy patch inside of you.  

“should i stretch you out some more? hm?” he asks, not truly expecting an answer. his ring finger glides directly beside his other digit, and his pumping grows rapid once both fingers are fully enveloped by your warmth. 

grabbing the back of your thigh, he pushes your leg up to gain a more generous angle. he admired as your pussy laid on display, just for him. just how he wanted it to be. 

your eyes nearly flutter shut, your face twitching in bliss as his fingers move in and out of you at a swift pace. his palm made contact with your clit each time his fingers rammed inside of you, and the way he stared menacingly into your eyes as he forced you open on his fingers entirely overwhelmed you. your eyes already burned with tears from the pleasure sunghoon piled onto you. 

he smirked down at you. how cute, he thought. 

“aw baby, are you already crying for me?” his fingers don’t falter as he speaks to you condescendingly. 

“is my cock gonna be too much for you?” you shake your head urgently, sunghoon’s skilled fingers sending your mind to an unimaginable state, beyond delirious. sunghoon lets out a satisfied chuckle before he speaks again. 

“i know it’s not. you’re just gonna take it however i give it to you.” as his words fall out of his mouth menacingly, he pulls his fingers out of you, leaving you dizzy and empty before lowering your leg. sunghoon already waited enough. he needed to be inside you. 

“turn around,” he says bluntly. you quickly oblige, never daring to question a request during sex with sunghoon. 

your hands rest against the slippery shower wall, and you feel sunghoon’s hands upon your hips again, pulling them back until he’s pleased with your position. twinged with desire for you, sunghoon’s hands find your ass and he spreads it apart, smacking it. how relieving was it that he could finally touch you the way he desperately wanted to as he watched you moments before. 

sunghoon kisses your back, causing you to twitch. his lips move to the side of your neck before grazing your ear, his nose sniffing your hair. he was intoxicated by everything about you. 

“need to know you’re ready for me,” he whispers, waiting for your approval before letting his impulses take control of him. 

“i’m ready, sunghoon.” you announce gently.

his length, unimaginably stiff with need, rams into you abruptly to the hilt. sunghoon takes a moment to revel in the fact that he’s finally surrounded by your pussy. your warm silky pussy was hugging him so snugly, and he’s never felt more compelled by anything in his entire lifetime. 

he starts ramming into you, punishing your insides with the ferocity and speed of his hips. his grip on your hips tightens to a painful measure, his nails digging into your skin, showing you just how hungrily he longed to bury himself into you, just how deprived he was of the pleasure you provided him with.

“hoon, slow down! too fast!” you moan out, barely finding the ability to speak due to the way he relentlessly tore through you. 

he continued the way he torturously snapped into you, not changing the way his hips moved in the slightest.

“you know i can’t, baby,” he breathes out, “just be a good girl and take it for me, like you always do.” as he continues his harsh dealing of your body, your moans begin to sound more like sobs. 

god, he was obsessed with it. 

“it’s ok baby, fuck, i know you can do it.” sunghoon was in bliss. there was no way he could stop now, especially when he knew you could handle it. sunghoon knows you well enough to recognize when you’re at your limit, and you still had more to give him.

“ah, fuck, you feel so fucking good baby.” sunghoon groans, using one hand to brace himself against the shower wall. you were absolutely falling apart underneath him. 

“so soft, so pretty for me,” he tells you, his brows furrowing as he surrenders himself entirely to your pleasure. he moves to attach his lips to your neck, and your mouth gapes open, your cries now struggling to leave your throat. 

“close, sunghoon,” you manage to tell him, and the way your name falls off his lips along with the uncontrollable moans you let out leaves him dazed. 

“oh god baby, me too,” he says, his voice strained. he returns his lips to your neck, breathy groans leaving him as he grows closer to spilling inside of you. 

his hand that rested on your hip glides along your stomach and down to your clit, rubbing rapid circles causing you to shove your hips back towards him. his lips detach from your neck as he moans deeply. you grab his forearm, pleading with him to take it easier on you, but he continues regardless. 

you cuss and stutter out sunghoon’s name as you cum, your body curling forward slightly, utterly overwhelmed by the blinding waves of pleasure coursing through you. you barely register sunghoon’s chants of “that’s it, baby,” as your eyes flutter and roll back, your body trying to handle the orgasm that sunghoon just gave you. 

the way your body shook and your pussy spasmed around his cock made sunghoon squeeze your hip brutally as he groaned, closing his eyes. he spilled inside you, his mouth falling open as deep, breathy moans fell from his lips in slow succession, the pace of his hips slowing to a complete stop. he furrowed his brows, astonished by the high that only you could give rise to.

he wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, burrowing his face into your neck as the both of you recovered. the feeling of his breath against your neck sent chills fiercely coursing through you. 

“god, you’re amazing,” he mumbles into your neck, placing his parted lips on the moist skin softly, his breath still hitting your neck with the wispiness of a feather. you smile, turning to glance back at him as his head lifts from the refuge of your skin. 

he pulls his length out of you slowly, now drenched in your essence having just been plunged inside of you. his length gradually leaves you empty as your pussy returns to it’s normal size, reminding you just how much he stretched you out. 

he turns your body around, moving his hands fondly along the curve of your waist, fingers satisfied by the smoothness of the trail they traveled. he pauses when he notices the prominent nail marks and bruises around your hips. you can recall the way he heedlessly attacked your hips while drilling into you, but you weren’t burdened by it at all. 

he frowns and shifts his eyes to meet yours. “i’m really sorry, baby, i didn’t realize,” he says regretfully. “are you hurt?” he asks with concern, hoping for a certain answer. the endless domain of his shiny brown eyes makes you melt, your adoration for him swelling within you. 

you smile a bit, shaking your head to convey your lighthearted perception of his actions. “hoon, i’m fine. it didn’t bother me one bit,” you assure him, pinching his cheek. 

his expression flips with a bright cheekiness at your admission. “yea, i could tell,” he pokes, beginning to dramatically mimic the sounds of your pleasured cries from moments ago. 

you gasp, lifting your fist to bash the side of it into his chest repeatedly. sunghoon laughs, his embarrassing mockery of you stopping as you began your onslaught. you push his giggling body off of you and pout in jest. you move past him to step towards the warm water, rinsing your sweaty body. 

you feel his hands drifting across your body again as he sweetly says, “here, let me wash you up.”

[jina1028]

Beautiful nuisance

Sunghoon x fem!reader

Word count: 11k

Part 2 -> Monday coffee (Park Jisung x fem!reader)

Categories: enemies/rivals to lovers, lowkey possessive Hoon, alcohol consumption (no one gets drunk), dom!Sunghoon, sub!reader, CEO Lee Heeseung, mentions of men being shitty to women, smut (duh), handjob, blowjob, kissing, marking, thigh riding, finger sucking, fingering, cunnilingus, penetrative sex, mirror sex, creampie, barely there anal play (no actual penetration), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, praising, both are whipped, mentions of aftercare, let me know if I missed anything

As always 🔞 MDNI 🔞

A.N. this is my first Sunghoon smut, let me know what you think! English is not my first language, so feel free to correct my spelling and grammar, or suggest anything to make everything sound more natural!

Enjoy 💕

~♡~

In your life there were a few things you could say you were proud of: a nice apartment in one of the wealthy areas of your city, the way you managed yourself between family, friends, self care and career, and indeed your job which you worked and studied hard for years to obtain.

You managed to obtain the important position of commercial manager for one of the most renowned international cosmetic brands. You were really proud of the position you worked hard to reach, and your name even began to gain fame and attention between the rival brands, you had the ability to attract many new clients and offer the most interesting contracts.

You were one of the best in your area.

The other commercial manager who was one of the best was Park Sunghoon.

You initially didn't think much of it, sure he was good at his job, but nothing to be afraid of. Then he started to snatch your potential clients from under your nose.

Park Sunghoon was annoying. He acted cool around men, and he turned into prince charming around women in order to obtain what he wanted.

He was annoying. And handsome.

And the fact that he was handsome was annoying itself because you were afraid it would affect the hate you had for him and his stupid charming eyes, his perfect lips always curving into stupid smiles whenever he was about to steal your potential clients, whenever you had the misfortune to be around him, whenever there was some kind of event in which you tried to do your job and promote your brand to stipulate new contracts.

These next few days were about to be the same old story. Your company sent you to an overseas convention to do just that: find new clients.

And Park Sunghoon was going to be there too.

Your mission started awfully from the airport: Sunghoon had to take the same flight, he spotted you sitting in the waiting area next to your gate and approached you, plopping down beside you with a slight huff.

"Y/N, I thought it was you, I was not mistaken! It's nice to see you again."

"Mr. Park..." you acknowledged him with a nod, your eyes barely lifting from your phone to make the shortest possible eye contact.

He acted taken aback by your coldness "Oh, should I address you with your last name too? Sorry, I thought we were a bit more than acquaintances by now, my bad..."

You didn't reply and turned your attention back to your phone, Sunghoon dropped his attempt at making small talk and just sat there in silence, eventually taking his phone from his leather jacket to pass the time, glancing at you now and then.

Finally the gate opened and you proceeded to board the plane avoiding Sunghoon, just wanting to put some distance between the two of you. You wanted to keep your contempt for him intact, not risking letting his stupid handsome face play tricks on you and letting your guard down. He was your rival and you planned to play all your cards to beat him at his game.

Whatever it takes, I'll win this time.

You sat in your seat and sighed, fixing your purse and getting comfortable, glancing at the passenger about to sit next to you. You had to make a double take, fixing your eyes on Sunghoon, him once again.

He sent you a small tight lipped smile, at which you diverted your gaze to look outside the window, stifling an annoyed groan.

Despite Sunghoon's attempt at being polite during the flight, you tried your best to ignore his presence and proximity, stiffening every time your arms or legs would come in touch, tension rising more and more. At some point you could swear Sunghoon was so tense next to you he stopped breathing for a while, you weren't sure if it was because of the slight turbulence or because of your own tension getting to him.

Eventually he must've been so tired that he fell asleep, his head slightly slipping on the headrest towards you, startling you, ready to tell him to move, until you noticed his eyes were closed and his lips agape, breathing softly.

You couldn't help but awe at his beauty, his long dark lashes fanning on his cheekbones, his plump pink lips parted, his pretty nose with that cute mark on the side and his thick eyebrows furrowing now and then when his dreams would be disturbed by some noise or by a turbulence.

You found your own cheeks warming up, realizing you were staring, eventually diverting your eyes at his signs of waking up, mentally slapping yourself for letting your guard down.

Park Sunghoon was a really beautiful nuisance.

He straightened his posture realizing he slid down towards you, clearing his throat and blinking the sleepiness away.

When the plane landed you hurried to go and take a taxi to the hotel where you would stay the next three days and where the convention would take place. You would hear Sunghoon politely call your last name to send you off "See you there!" at which you turned your head towards him waving a hand, deciding that being rude would be no use. It wasn't even in your character to be honest, Park Sunghoon wasn't worthy of you acting differently than your usual self, right?

Wrong. You would see that soon.

The night passed smoothly, you fell asleep as soon as you touched the bed. You couldn't even remember what you dreamt of when you woke up, but you had the feeling of deep brown eyes looking at you in your dream, soft lips on your skin and big, strong hands between your legs, leaving you flustered and with an annoying wet spot on your panties.

Damn, guess I need to get laid, it's been too long.

You had no time to think about your lack of a love or sex life, this morning you had to give your best.

You knew at the convention would be present the CEO in person of an important modeling and acting agency. Getting his attention would mean your company would benefit from working with many famous people and so being able to advertise your products with the faces and charisma of said models and actors, gaining more attention from the general public and selling more.

The fact that the CEO was young and good looking would hopefully make your mission easier. If Park Sunghoon used his beauty and charm to lure new clients towards him, you would try and play his own game this time.

You weren't used to utilizing those kinds of weapons to obtain what you wanted, but this was the most important opportunity in your entire career, you would do all it took.

And with that determination in mind you spotted Lee Heeseung, the famous CEO, in the well illuminated, spacious hall of the convention and approached him sporting the most attractive smile you could muster up, politely greeting him and introducing yourself and your company, asking for him to let you offer a drink and take a bit of his precious time to talk about some interesting offers.

He focused on you and you noticed how elegant and charming he looked, with his soft eyes and bright smile.

"Well, it would be a pleasure to be entertained by the company of a charming woman like you, just let me pay for both our drinks, will you?" Heeseung eyed you up and down, resting his hand behind your shoulder and guiding you to the bar.

Sunghoon watched the scene unfold from afar, furrowing his eyebrows and glaring at the man who was still casually resting his hand on your arm while you explained the plans of your company.

Oh, she doesn't know what she's gotten herself into, does she?

Sunghoon patiently watched as you tried to make Lee Heeseung pay attention, noticing how his eyes would occasionally land on your lips or lower, until he finally decided to approach the two of you.

"Your offers seem really interesting but we'll have to carefully consider all the pros and cons for both of us before I agree to anything... How about we continue this conversation elsewhere? I need a quieter place, let's have dinner in my suite tonight so we don't have to worry about others hearing our conversation."

Were you hearing right? Lee Heeseung inviting you to his suite to have dinner and talk... You weren't that naive, but you wondered if you wanted to take that path in order to obtain his favor.

Your voice caught in your throat as you tried to extricate yourself from this situation, feeling Heeseung's eyes scanning your face in search for a positive reaction.

"Lee Heeseung, am I right?" a deep, charming voice saved you from a panic attack "Park Sunghoon, nice to meet you."

Sunghoon introduced himself and his company, grabbing a stool and placing it between you and Heeseung.

"I'm not interrupting anything, am I? Let's drink something together!" Sunghoon gestured for the bartender to come and he ordered his drink.

Heeseung glared at him but in a blink of an eye he was smiling, shaking Sunghoon's hand and making space for him to sit more comfortably between you two.

His intrusion allowed you to release the breath you were holding and get your gears to start turning properly in your head.

You took a long sip from your drink, making up your mind.

"Mr. Lee" you called for his attention again, "I have to decline tonight, but let me invite you to the spa tomorrow. I've heard about a nice jacuzzi, let's relax together for a bit then we could talk again about my offer, alright?"

"I see..." Heeseung pondered his options for a moment observing you, before clapping his hands together and agreeing to your plan.

You shot a quick glance at Sunghoon, his features stiff, jaw clenched while swallowing a sip from his glass.

You smirked to yourself, whatever Sunghoon's plan was, you apparently managed to ruin it.

You took one last sip from your glass and got up from your stool, excusing yourself.

"Let's meet here at 9 p.m. Goodnight!" you smiled in Heeseung's direction and walked away, missing the way he kept looking at your back as you gradually disappeared in the sea of people.

Sunghoon cleared his throat, and Heeseung shifted his attention to him "do you know her?"

Sunghoon hummed affirmatively.

"Is she... you know... open to different types of negotiation?" Heeseung inquired.

Sunghoon clenched his jaw once again, taking another sip from his glass.

"Not that I know of, I don't think she's the type" he replied coldly.

"Oh, we'll see, you never know... Right?" Heeseung patted Sunghoon's back with a wide smile, earning a little fake chuckle from Sunghoon.

"Just be careful not to get your hopes too high" Sunghoon stood up and excused himself as well, leaving Heeseung to think about what he meant.

The next day you spent most of the morning and early afternoon promoting the new line just launched by your brand and signing a couple of contracts with new clients. You managed to eat a few snacks from the bar, knowing you wouldn't have much time to have a proper dinner.

You noticed Sunghoon casually wandering around your area, occasionally talking to potential clients, and sometimes looking in your direction as if to check on you.

You thought it was just so he kept track of the people you were talking to so he could steal them from you later, but something about his gaze was different than usual.

Sunghoon would usually look at you with smug eyes, smirking and chuckling to himself. But right now his eyes were dark, almost frowning and his lips curved downwards, slightly pouting. He would keep eye contact, eventually making you flustered and look away from his deep eyes.

What's wrong with him...

As you walked to the elevators, going to your room to get ready for the spa, Sunghoon approached you, expression unreadable, leaning in to murmur in your ear "Be careful with Lee Heeseung."

You stiffened at his closeness and his enigmatic words, but as soon as those words left his lips he withdrew, people approaching to take the elevator with you. And like that you missed the chance to get a proper explanation from Sunghoon. You told yourself that he was just trying to play his tricks on you, in order to make you lose the opportunity with Lee Heeseung and take advantage of the situation. But something was off with Sunghoon, he looked too serious for it to be a bluff, you were starting to doubt everything at this point.

When you got back downstairs, you found Heeseung waiting for you at the bar, this time dressed more casually. He greeted you with a pretty smile, getting up to follow you to the spa where you reserved the jacuzzi the previous day, then going separate ways to the changing rooms.

You checked yourself in the mirror, wondering if you were daring too much, stripping yourself in a skimpy bikini, isolating yourself in a small jacuzzi with a man you barely knew, who looked like he was waiting for the perfect opportunity to have you for himself, and possibly drinking some alcohol in the meantime.

But that's what you planned once you made up your mind after your first encounter with Heeseung, to obtain his favor with the help of some alcohol and the promise of sex, right? After all you were adult and single, so why not use sex as a way to reach your goals once in a while? That didn't mean you were actually having sex after all, what if you just used it as bait to lure horny men into signing a few contracts?

You wrapped your hips in a towel before exiting the changing rooms, scanning the area and spotting Heeseung already sitting in the hot tub in a corner of the large pool area. The small tub was kind of isolated, hidden from most eyes by some plants and foliage, the lights in that corner were a bit dim, making it look more private and somewhat sensual.

You approached the hot tub, noticing how Heeseung's eyes traveled up and down your body, a small smirk creeping up on his lips.

You felt an uneasy sensation in your guts but decided to shake it away, you wouldn't cower back from your plan right now, so you finally sank in the hot bubbly water in front of Heeseung, letting the temperature relax your stiff muscles.

Heeseung wasted no time and scooted closer to you "it's so nice here, at this hour there's barely anyone around, we can relax undisturbed..." He spread his arms and legs, grazing your own, resting his head on the edge of the tub, turning to look at you from under his lashes.

"Yeah and look at the view, what floor is this, like 25th? Look at the city lights!", you were genuinely amazed, the proximity of the hot tub to one of the large glass panels provided a great view of the city underneath you.

Heeseung glanced outside for a moment "It's beautiful... But honestly I'm more interested in you", he grazed his fingers on your thigh under the hot water, shortening the distance between your faces, lowering his voice "I bet you have a lot to offer, I'm really curious."

Your breath caught in your throat and you instinctively stiffened and closed your legs before his hand could travel further up your thighs. Your plan was threatening to get out of your control.

Heeseung noticed your reluctance, an annoyed sigh slipping out his nose, lips tight, but he quickly turned his lips into a gentle smile "what if I go and grab something to drink, I think you need to loosen up a bit."

He got up without waiting for you to agree and climbed out of the hot tub, reaching for his room card in his bag.

You called for him to wait, getting up and taking your card from your own bag "wait, put it on my room, you paid last time!", Heeseung declined with a smile and left you to go to the bar on the floor below.

You just put your room card beside your bag next to the tub and sank back down, trying to clear up your mind. You didn't really want to sell your body, you just wanted to seduce Heeseung in order for him to let his guard down and agree to your business offer. But he seemed adamant in not signing anything before getting between your legs. You couldn't see a way out of this without your company losing one of the best opportunities that ever happened to it, or you letting Heeseung do whatever he wanted to you.

The sound of footsteps brought your thoughts back to the present, making you lift your eyes on a tall figure approaching.

"Sunghoon, what are you doing here?" surprise and annoyance both transpiring from your voice.

"Hello to you, Y/N", he greeted you in response, "just wanted to see for myself if the jacuzzi up here is as nice as they say."

He stripped out of his bathrobe, placing it next to your bag, while you couldn't help but stare at his toned back and shoulders hoping he wouldn't notice. You diverted your eyes just in time as he turned to climb up the stairs and into the hot water of the tub, sitting in front of you.

"Heeseung will be here soon, what do you really want? Are you trying to make him hate me by hanging out with me every time we try to be alone? I think he's gonna hate you more though, he's not gonna sign with you..." you spat out, tired of Sunghoon's antics.

He just shrugged, resting his elbows on the edge of the tub, a plain expression on his face "I don't care."

"What?" you scoffed.

"I don't care, I have something else on my mind right now."

You were about to inquire more about it but you saw Heeseung approaching from the corner of your eye. He paused for a moment when he saw Sunghoon, who waved greeting him with a wide smile, fangs on display "Heeseung! We can talk casually, right? Sorry for intruding, I like to swim at night so I came here and noticed Y/N. She seemed lonely so I joined her..."

Heeseung kept his composure and handed your drink to you, keeping one for himself and taking a sip "if I knew you would've joined us I would've bought one more drink for you... Here, take my card and go grab something, it's on me."

"Oh I can pay for myself, thanks. I'll be right back..." Sunghoon started getting up but you pushed a hand on his shoulder, taking him by surprise and making him sink back down.

"You know what, I need to stretch my legs a bit, just give me your card and I'll get your drink for you", you smiled stiffly, just wanting to escape from both men even just for a few minutes.

Sunghoon quirked an eyebrow, eventually taking his room card from his bathrobe "a gin-tonic, I like it sweet. Thanks" he locked his eyes with yours, handing you his card.

You quickly took it from between his joined index and middle fingers and scurried away from both men, adjusting your towel around your torso to make yourself presentable enough for the bar downstairs.

As soon as you exited the pool area Heeseung dropped his smile, sitting opposite Sunghoon.

"What are you doing? Why do you keep intruding? Do you just want me to sign with your company? Or is it because of her?"

Sunghoon looked at Heeseung coldly "I just don't want her to hurt herself, she's my best rival and I don't want to lose her like this. I just want her to regain her reason before she does something she'll regret later."

Heeseung scoffed "what are you, her dad? She's an adult woman and she can decide for herself."

Wait, he's got a point... Am I being... Selfish? Am I lying to myself about the reason?

"Yeah she can, but I know how you treat women and she doesn't..."

"Watch your mouth" Heeseung glared at the man in front of him, "you don't want to accuse me of things you don't even know..."

Sunghoon brought up his hands in mock defeat "I'm just informing you of the rumors about you, I just wouldn't engage with you if I were Y/N."

"Whatever the rumors are about me, they're false."

Sunghoon interrupted him, bringing up a hand "I don't know if they're true or false, I just want you to stay away from Y/N, the reason is not important.”

Heeseung chuckled, sipping from his glass "straightforward, are we... Why should I care about what you want?"

Sunghoon gathered all his courage, knowing he could risk it all against a powerful man like Lee Heeseung, CEO of one of the most rich and influential modeling and acting agencies.

"I don't know, said rumors could start spreading around... What if they reach the wrong ears?" Sunghoon noticed the bitter expression on Heeseung's face and added "look, I don't really know the truth, but I'd like to keep my friend safe, so the least I could do is warn her."

He firmly kept eye contact despite Heeseung's menacing stare. Just when Sunghoon felt a shiver run down his spine, despite the hot temperature of the water, the automatic doors slid open and you unknowingly came to his rescue with his drink in hand, easing a bit of his tension.

You reached the hot tub "thanks, Y/N" Sunghoon grazed your fingers while taking his drink and room card, tossing it next to his bathrobe.

"No problem" you climbed back into the tub, feeling two pairs of eyes on you, not to mention the tension you could cut with a knife.

Something happened while I was gone.

You sat down, grabbing the drink you left unattended and finally taking a few sips, switching your eyes between the two men in front of you.

You suddenly felt extremely conscious of the situation you were in: half naked, with two equally naked, attractive men, sipping alcohol, in a very hot, very tight tub. The tension between these two men was palpable, even if you weren't fully aware of the reason why, but maybe your lack of sexual life, maybe the temperature, maybe the alcohol or everything together made you hot and bothered.

You felt blood rushing to your face and ears and pressed your thighs together trying to relieve some tension, obtaining the opposite result. You caught yourself staring at Sunghoon's broad shoulders, your bottom lip between your teeth, just in time before he turned your attention to you "how about we listen to some music, I feel like it's suddenly too quiet" he chuckled, taking his phone and opening a random playlist on shuffle, soon the notes of a song you recognized as 505 by Arctic Monkeys starting to play.

You closed your eyes, listening to the guitar and the lyrics, sipping your drink, and your feet started tapping to the rhythm without you noticing.

You found yourself slightly swaying to the music, your mind randomly going back to Sunghoon, showing you flashbacks of the moment he slid out of his bathrobe, the way his muscles flexed while he lowered himself in the warm water, the way his shorts clung to his toned body when he got up to give you his card, the damp strands of hair falling on his thick eyebrows on one side, showing his forehead, his deep eyes and plump lips, curving into a smile and revealing his teeth and cute fangs...

Then Sunghoon accidentally brushed his foot on yours, making you yelp in surprise, startling the two men.

"Sorry, did I hurt y-"

"I gotta go!" you interrupted Sunghoon's apology, shooting up from your seat, hoping the music masked the low moan that escaped your lips just before the little incident.

You quickly made your way out of the hot tub, grabbing your towel, bag and room card before fleeing to the changing room.

You took the quickest shower you ever took, barely dried yourself up, getting dressed in a minute and almost running to the elevator, hastily pressing your floor number.

When the doors opened to your floor you hurriedly walked to your room and held your card against the lock, wanting nothing more than to go to bed and erase your inappropriate thoughts about Sunghoon.

Though your door didn't unlock.

You tried and tried again to no avail, blowing your cheeks out, already thinking of going to the reception and asking for help.

You were trying one last time, failing yet again and throwing a kick at the door, when you heard footsteps turning around the corner in your direction. When you turned around you were met with the sight of Sunghoon walking straight to you, his damp unstyled hair falling on his eyebrows, dressed in simple gray jeans and a black graphic tee. You barely recognized him, as you were used to his more elegant work outfits. Your dumbstruck expression tugged an amused smirk on his lips.

"What are you doing out here in the hallway kicking that poor door?"

"W-what are you doing here?"

"Came to the rescue" Sunghoon winked at you, closing the distance between your bodies. You leaned against the door, looking up at him, heat creeping up to your cheeks because of the close proximity.

Sunghoon lightly rested his hand on the middle of your back, barely touching you, yet the feeling of his fingers hovering on your clothed skin made you arch your back, allowing him to slip his other hand behind you, unlocking the door with your badge.

“You're lucky these cards have the room number on it, or you would've slept outside if I couldn't find you.” Sunghoon teased you.

You regained a bit of your composure and slid your hands behind your back to pull the door handle, still facing Sunghoon, the gesture creating contact, your chest slightly pressing into his in order for you to make room for your arms behind you. 

"Thanks..." your voice came out feeble.

"Anytime..."

You pushed the door and started walking backwards into your room, dropping your bag on the floor, silently hoping for him to follow you inside.

Sunghoon chased the warmth of your body as you did so, but stopped on the doorway leaning against it, sighing as he restrained himself, not wanting to invade the privacy of your room without permission.

You took note of this gesture, he may seem smug and annoying because of your rivalry, but right now your heart throbbed at how sweet you thought he was, holding back waiting for your invite, almost gentlemanly.

"You wanna come?"

Sunghoon's eyes sparkled and widened in surprise, yet he found himself stepping inside your room and closing the door behind him without a second thought, dropping his own bag next to yours.

Suddenly you felt shy, you weren't used to this kind of situation, inviting a man in your room, let alone your annoying (and oh so handsome) rival Park Sunghoon. What if he thought you were easy? What if he was gonna use this situation against you in the future?

"Y/N", Sunghoon's voice calling your name brought you back to the present "I have a confession."

He what now?

You listened carefully, not sure about the direction this encounter was taking.

"I admire you.”

You held your breath.

“This may sound strange but as a woman it must be difficult for you to be this successful. Don't get me wrong, I don't think men are better than women, at all! I mean in this world it's difficult for women to be respected and valued, so I think you're really strong and smart for not letting anyone get in your way. That's why I admire you."

Hearing those words made you feel a pang of guilt, you were about to throw away your work ethic for Lee Heeseung, and the possibility of losing Sunghoon's respect strangely hurt more than you expected. Losing his respect would automatically mean losing as a rival, and that was the last thing you wanted.

You sat on the foot of the bed, letting his words sink in, as Sunghoon took a seat on the padded desk chair, spinning it to face you.

"Y/N, look at me" his voice was strong and gentle at the same time, and you did as he requested, meeting his eyes as he rested his forearms on his knees to lower himself to the same eye level.

"I often couldn't beat you even using my charms with women..." he briefly paused. "Just because I tried that way doesn't mean you have to do the same. You don't need it."

You felt your heart throbbing from his words and his intense stare.

"I know what you tried to do with Lee Heeseung. And I tried my best to interfere. Honestly I'm not sure why I did it. Maybe for multiple reasons... I was scared to lose respect for my rival, the one who motivates me to work harder, I was selfish..."

Sunghoon lowered his gaze, then continued "I've also heard rumors about how Lee Heeseung treats women, he blackmailed many of them, some lost their jobs or maybe worse..."

You swallowed the lump that formed in your throat at the thought of having your life ruined like that.

"The third reason why I didn't want you to be with Heeseung is because I like you." he lifted his gaze to look deep into your eyes and you felt like you couldn't escape the fire deep inside of his dark ones.

"I want you to be mine, no one else's."

You shifted on the bed, biting your lower lip, Sunghoon's intense eyes fixating on your mouth as he got up from the chair. He reached for your cheek, stroking it with his thumb.

You stayed silent once again, so affected by his words and presence that you seemed like you lost your voice.

"That's all I wanted to tell you... See you tomorrow, Y/N..."

You panicked, already missing his touch on your skin "Wait!" you almost shouted.

Sunghoon halted while straightening himself as you continued "stay a little bit..."

You felt blood rushing to your face at your own words, you'd never been so straightforward in such a situation, Sunghoon was really capable of making you act like a different person.

He hesitated, biting his own lips, unsure of how to refuse your invite "we both drank alcohol, don't make me stay... I don't think I'll be able to hold back for long..."

His words only made you want him more "I'm fine, I barely drank half of my glass... Don't you wanna hear what I have to say?" you insisted.

Sunghoon sighed, a hand flying to his forehead to stroke his dark locks back, only for them to fall back into place on his forehead.

"Please..." you begged.

He sat back down on the chair in front of you.

"Alright…" he furrowed his brows deep in thought as he watched your expression go from troubled to relieved, excited?

Looking back to the past, he always had the feeling there was sexual tension between the two of you, but neither ever acted on it, your rivalry prevailing in your "relationship". But now you seemed to be warming up, maybe his words softened your heart. Or maybe your heart was always warm and soft and you just decided to let him in now.

Either way Sunghoon wanted to see how far you would go now that your true feelings started showing, but he didn't want to push you and scare you back away.

He leaned back on the chair and spread his legs, observing you and waiting for your next move.

You looked at him with warm cheeks, fidgeting with your hands on your lap, unsure of what you really wanted to say.

"Thank you for your support... I don't know what got into me wanting to try and let someone use me like that, just to obtain his favor. It wasn't my smartest move... I guess I was lucky you were always obnoxiously lurking around me all the time these days" you chuckled, thinking about the way you found his intrusions annoying, while the truth was that he held you back from doing something deeply regrettable.

"Yeah, sorry about that, I think you started hating me a little more these days." Sunghoon's comment was lighthearted but hid a bit of a concern underneath.

"Nah... I still hate you a normal amount" you replied, making him arch his eyebrows in surprise at your response.

You giggled at his expression, "to be honest I never hated you, I just pretended and convinced myself 'cause I knew I would fall for you if I let my guard down... Couldn't risk that and let you win so easily. That would destroy my pride.”

Sunghoon listened carefully, a question popping in his mind at your words "And now? Will you let your guard down?"

"Now I wanna let you do whatever you want, just for tonight", you were tired of acting like you weren't attracted to him, you deceived yourself for too long.

"Whatever I want?" Sunghoon let out a short chuckle, licking and biting his lower lip as he thought about what that meant.

"Hmm, there's so many things I fantasized about thinking about you, what do I do..." he hummed to himself, almost whining at his own uncertainty, pondering the many possibilities.

You stayed silent, wondering if Sunghoon ever touched himself thinking of you and how he would look doing so.

You looked at his torn expression trying to make up his mind, admiring his harmonious features, when he finally looked up at you with resolution in his eyes.

He leaned back on the chair and patted his thigh with one of his big hands "come and sit here" his voice firm and demanding, dark, penetrating eyes diving into yours.

You quickly obeyed and got up from the bed, making your way in front of Sunghoon as he spread his legs and reached his hands on your hips, guiding you to straddle his right thigh as you lowered yourself on it, your gray pleated skirt riding up your thighs in the process.

The warmth of his firm hands seeped through your clothes, and as soon as you sat on his thigh you slightly hissed at the warmth and pressure, your hands timidly reaching for his shoulders in search of support. You lodged your right knee right against his groin as you fixed your position, earning a barely audible groan from Sunghoon, who helped you sit comfortably, placing a hand behind your left knee and positioning it on the chair beside him, luckily wide enough for you to not be awkward.

He kept a hand on your hip and brought the other up to your nape, pulling your face towards his, stopping just in time to leave a small gap between your lips.

"This is what I want" his voice barely anything more than a whisper, his warm breath fanning on your lips, luring you in.

"You sure you want it too?" his soft lips now brushed against yours as he spoke.

You experimentally pressed your crotch down on his thigh, clenching your own thighs around his muscles at the sudden wave of pleasure that sent a shiver down your spine.

"Yes" your answer, even though whispered, was loud and clear to Sunghoon's ears, and that's all he needed to press his hand behind your nape and crush your lips together, hungry, raw and fervent, molding them into each other. He swiped his tongue on your lips, slipping it inside your mouth as you gladly accepted him.

Your hands roamed between his shoulders and neck, eventually finding purchase in his thick hair as the kiss got deeper.

A whimper left your mouth as Sunghoon pressed his thigh up into your clothed cunt.

"Ride it" he punctuated his simple order by grabbing your hips and grinding them on his firm thigh, a stuttered sigh escaping your lips at the feeling of your clit rubbing against his muscles, some juices gathering on your panties, eventually creating a damp spot, growing more and more as you started gyrating your hips on his leg by your own.

"Yeah, like that" Sunghoon encouraged you, gripping your hips with both hands, increasing the force and speed of your movements, occasionally making his thigh jump up hitting your clit.

You soon started panting and whimpering, chasing your high, Sunghoon's thigh providing so much pleasure, yet not enough.

At a particularly hard hit of his thigh on your clit you moaned loudly, at which Sunghoon brought a hand from your hips to your mouth, watching you with lust in his eyes as you parted your lips to take his thumb into your salivating mouth.

"Do you want the whole hotel to hear? I'll need to stuff your mouth somehow" he smirked as a muffled moan vibrated through his thumb, your tongue licking and swirling as you sucked on it, hips rocking back and forth as you kept grinding, your clit swelling and arousal seeping through, creating a damp spot on Sunghoon's jeans.

You kept sucking at his thumb, so nicely and lewdly his mind couldn't help but imagine his dick in place of his finger, how much your pretty lips would stretch and how much you would strain your jaw to accommodate his size.

Sunghoon pressed his thumb down on your tongue as he watched you gradually lose yourself in pleasure, enraptured by the sight in front of him, the wet sensation of your tongue and your delicate moans and whines.

Your eyes started to lose focus as you kept riding his thigh, his left hand pressing you down and leg rocking up into you to help you reach your high.

"Keep going, you're doing so good." Sunghoon's breath hitched as he felt your teeth close on the base of his thumb, not hurting him but taking him by surprise, the effort making you clench your jaw until finally your first orgasm crashed on you, your jaw slacking and allowing Sunghoon to take his thumb back and place both his hands on your tired hips to help you ride it out, until you slumped against his chest, chin on the crook of his neck.

He gently pressed a kiss on your neck "you did so good", he cooed at you, stroking a hand on your back to soothe you as you tried to calm your breathing, your pussy still quivering from your climax.

You nuzzled into his neck, inhaling the body wash on his skin, gently pressing your lips and working your mouth on it licking, sucking and biting your way up to his earlobe, gently nibbling on it, eliciting little gasps and groans from the man below you.

Your hands slowly traveled down his chest, feeling and massaging the muscles on your way down to his abs, finally reaching his belt to unbuckle it, fumbling with the button and zipper of his jeans.

When you managed to tug them down a little and slide your hand on his clothed erection you were so surprised at the feeling of his size, gently squeezing your fingers around what you could reach, stroking along the shaft from base to head above his gray boxers.

Sunghoon involuntarily bucked his hips into your hand as he impatiently grasped your wrist to guide you and stroke himself with your hand. A gasp caught in his throat and you felt his dick twitching under your touch, your eyes traveling down his face and torso to take the sight in, spotting a small wet patch where the imprint of his tip was.

Sunghoon noticed how your hungry eyes focused on his dick even though you couldn't properly see it, smirking at your lustful expression "you wanna taste?", his voice sweet and taunting as he stopped your movements, wrapping his fingers on yours and making you press on his tip, twitching one more time.

You wasted no time, getting up from your straddling position on his thigh, to immediately kneel down between the man's spread legs, helping him tug down his jeans and boxers just enough to finally free his swollen cock.

"So eager..." he chuckled, watching your eyes sparkle at the sight of his girthy, veiny shaft resting on his pelvis.

You marveled, observing the veins that adorned it, so pale, the tip was pink and swollen, a bead of precum just above the slit threatening to roll down the length.

Sunghoon bit his lip as he rested his right hand on your head, caressing it and slightly pushing towards him.

You took the hint and let him push you until your lips were close enough to wrap just under the head, massaging the underside with your tongue and lips, suckling on the flush skin while making eye contact with the man above you, who hissed at your teasing, eyebrows forrowed and lips red and swollen from all the kissing and his own biting.

You caught the beam of precum with your tongue as it rolled down, tasting his essence, manly, slightly salty, so good you wanted more, so you started putting more effort into it in order to milk all the precum he could give you before he actually came.

So you wrapped your lips on the tip, sucking and sinking down on it as much as you could, only to come back up and swirl your tongue around the head and suck again, collecting drop after drop, as you helped yourself with your hand, pumping what your mouth couldn't reach.

Sunghoon just looked for a bit, whispering a few compliments between his hisses and groans, his hand still resting on your head, mindlessly massaging your scalp with his fingertips.

"You're so good at this, baby... Wanna cum in your mouth so bad, keep going like that..."

His dirty words egged you on and you felt more arousal wetting your panties as you tried to take Sunghoon deeper, his tip brushing the back of your throat, eliciting a moan from him and causing his fingers to tighten their grip on your scalp.

Sunghoon couldn't help himself anymore and started bucking his hips into your mouth as he kept you steady with his hand on your head. He really tried to be gentle and not to push too far, but as soon as he accidentally pushed a little further down your throat he lost it, the feeling of your muscles clenching around him as you gagged clouding his mind, eventually ending up face fucking you with little to no mercy, only letting you up occasionally to let you breath through your nose, still keeping his dick in your mouth.

You breathed as much as you could, struggling to maintain eye contact, tears rolling down your cheeks (at least you used waterproof mascara, you mentally thanked yourself), before Sunghoon pushed your head down again, purposefully making you gag on his cock.

"This is all mine" he growled, looking between your teary eyes and his shaft disappearing into your wet mouth, drool and precum dribbling down your chin, which Sunghoon collected with his thumb to push back in your abused mouth along with his dick.

"Gonna come in this pretty mouth, you better swallow everything so we don't make a mess, yeah?" he smirked as your moan of approval came out broken by his relentless thrusting, as you braced yourself digging your manicured nails into his waist.

With one last thrust and a deep groan Sunghoon pushed your head against his pelvis, keeping you in place as your throat convulsed around his throbbing dick, thick white spurts of cum painting your throat as it threatened to escape your mouth because of your gagging.

As he came down from his high he retreated a bit in order to let you breathe, still keeping his dick in your mouth, making sure not a single drop of his cum escaped while you calmed down.

Finally Sunghoon slowly withdrew his dick from your mouth, smearing a bit of cum on your lips with his tip while breathing heavily.

"Swallow" he nodded at you.

The order was simple and you did as he said, feeling his thick cum coating your throat and leaving a tingly sensation on your tongue, which you proudly stuck out for him to see.

He smiled at you, caressing your cheek, wiping a tear away "good girl, you did great".

Sunghoon took your chin between his fingers, lifting your face to kiss you.

You didn't expect his tongue to wipe your cum stained lips clean and enter your mouth, tasting the mix of your saliva and his own release, yet you pressed your thighs together as he did so, pure lust taking the best of you as you tangled your tongue with his and your fingers brushed through the dark hair on his nape.

It felt like Sunghoon had casted a spell on you, making you his, completely at his mercy. He made you feel vulnerable and safe, he was dangerous and tender.

Sunghoon held your waist with his free hand, lifting you up on your feet as he kept kissing you and nibbling at your lips and started walking you backwards until your calves hit the fluffy white covers of the bed.

You fell on the mattress with a slight huff, lifting your gaze on Sunghoon who was now stripping with deliberate slowness as you took the sight in, devouring him with your eyes as soon as he lifted his shirt, stretching his arms above his head in the process of removing it. He tossed it on the floor, feigning annoyance, his eyebrows furrowed "why am I the only one getting naked?"

You wasted no time, grasping the hem of your baby blue shirt and lifting it above your head, exposing your lacey lilac bra, a hum of approval vibrating in Sunghoon's throat "so pretty... I bet you're wearing matching panties, let's see.”

You giggled at the accuracy of his guess, lifting from the bed to slowly shimmy out of your skirt, letting it drop to the floor revealing the matching thin, lacey panties you chose to wear tonight.

"Beautiful" Sunghoon bit his lip as he scanned your almost naked body "too bad you didn't plan to wear it for me" he pouted, slowly approaching you, hooking his index finger under the strap on your shoulder, only to pull and let it slap back on your skin, the sudden sting making you yelp.

"Knowing you planned it for someone else makes me kinda jealous, you know..." he lowered his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent and exhaling his warm breath on your skin, making you shiver.

"You're the one in my room with me, though..." you then lowered your voice, teasing in his ear "it's your cum I swallowed just now, it tasted so good..." you stroked your way down his stomach to his still exposed cock, which you noticed was starting to stiffen again.

"Good point..." Sunghoon traced the lace of your panties with his fingertips, slightly grazing your swollen clit, at which you bucked your crotch into his hand, still sensitive from your orgasm.

He shot you a wicked smile before pushing you again on the bed, quickly getting rid of his jeans and boxers and crawling on top of you as you moved back up the bed to rest your head on the pillow.

Sunghoon trapped you between his arms, sustaining his weight on your head's sides, and he lowered himself between your legs, resting his pelvis on yours, as his lips caressed your jaw, increasing the intensity of his ministrations the more he traveled down your neck.

He found a sensitive spot, making you mewl louder than you expected, and he attacked it, licking, sucking and biting.

"Gonna-" he sucked on that spot "mark-" and sucked again "this-" he nibbled "pretty neck" he bit hard, his pointy fangs almost piercing your skin as a high pitched whimper escaped your mouth.

Sunghoon soothed your skin with his tongue and plush lips "you're mine, yeah?" his face hovered over yours, his nose stroking yours as he grazed your lips with his.

"Yeah, yours... only yours" you exhaled against his lips, fingers caressing his nape.

“Good” he commented before he locked your lips together, his tongue claiming your mouth in a possessive, passionate kiss.

You felt one of his hands going to your breasts, groping and teasing your nipples, sending shivers down your spine as he started grinding his now fully erect shaft onto your clothed cunt.

You tried to match his movements, bracing yourself around his neck for support as you lifted and humped your hips against his crotch, in search of more friction on your throbbing clit.

“Be patient, we're just getting started…” Sunghoon reprimanded your greediness with a light bite on your lower lip.

He locked eyes with you as he lowered himself down and down between your spread legs, the lukewarm air of the room suddenly feeling cold as his heat left your body.

Sunghoon broke eye contact to finally look at your pussy up close, loving the new point of view, as he experimentally glided his index finger on the lace of your panties, pressing on your clit and dragging it down to your hole, then back again dragging it to your sensitive bud. He repeated the slow movements over and over, the fabric bunching up between your lips in the process, more wetness seeping out as Sunghoon used your panties to collect it and spread it up and down between your folds, slightly pressing into your hole, the fabric preventing his digit from slipping in.

Your lewd wet sounds and little moans filled his ears as he was on the verge of losing control, almost hypnotized while he finally pulled your panties to the side to fully reveal your glistening cunt.

As he held the fabric with one hand he reached his fingers between your folds to collect your juices, and as your heart was about to burst from anticipation, Sunghoon slowly pushed a finger inside, watching carefully as your cunt slightly clenched around his digit, unable to stop a groan from escaping his throat at the sight and feeling.

He eased his finger halfway and experimentally twisted and curled it until a loud whimper from you signaled he found the spot he was looking for, so he targeted it mercilessly, pressing and dragging his digit on your most sensitive spot, gradually increasing the speed while thrusting the heel of his hand on your swollen clit.

Your legs started shaking uncontrollably, shockwaves of pleasure coursing through them as you tried not to crush Sunghoon between your thighs, moans and whimpers flowing from your throat until you felt a burning sensation in your lower abdomen, threatening to burst.

“Sunghoon… Sunghoon wait I'm-” you didn't even know what you were trying to warn him about, but it was too late anyway.

Something snapped inside of you and you felt a hot wave overflowing and crashing like a tsunami as you let go and allowed the unbearable pleasure to numb your mind.

Sunghoon gasped and groaned as he slowed down his ministrations “fuck, that was so hot…”, he resurfaced from his position between your legs to hungrily look at your face, making eye contact as you realized what just happened.

You didn't even know you were able to squirt, but the clear liquid wetting Sunghoon's nose, lips and chin confirmed your suspicions about the flood like sensation you felt moments before.

Sunghoon kept his deep eyes on yours as he lowered his face again to finally taste you and your release, lazily lapping and sucking on your clit, basically making out with your cunt as he kept slowly thrusting his finger inside of you, delicately taking care of your spent pussy.

“You taste so good… can you do that again? On my tongue this time” Sunghoon demanded more than asking, speeding up once again and resuming his make out session with your pussy, doubling his efforts to make you come again.

He added a second finger, stretching you nicely, heightening your pleasure as he started curling and thrusting again to try and trigger another orgasm, his lips wrapping around your over sensitive bud, tongue drawing figures as he relentlessly pushed you to the edge.

You mewled and sobbed, finally finding purchase in his dark locks with your wandering hand, grounding yourself as another tide crashed through you and flowed in Sunghoon's eager mouth, obscene slurping sounds filling the dimly lit room until he was sure he lapped every last drop of your nectar.

Sunghoon eased his fingers out of your pussy while rising from his prone position, pure satisfaction on his features as he inspected your face, licking his fingers clean as you watched them disappear inside his mouth.

He smirked at your empty expression “Hey, did I make you go dumb already?”, he teased you as he reached for your drenched panties, tugging as you obediently lifted your hips the best you could with your weak limbs.

“Do you want me to stop?” he worried for a second since you struggled to find your voice and reply to his teasing, relieved when you shook your head.

“No please!” you felt your ears burning hot with embarrassment “it's just… I’ve never felt this good I guess, I feel strange… I feel too good”, you tried to explain yourself as Sunghoon chuckled at your sheepish voice and expression.

“Let me make you feel even better now…” he caressed the underside of your thighs as he pushed his hands upwards towards your knees, angling your pussy just right for him to grab his shaft with one hand and stroke it between your folds a few times to collect your juices.

Sunghoon finally aligned his tip with your hole and slowly pushed in, watching your pussy swallow his flushed head, disappearing in your tight, wet hole.

He stopped for a moment to let you adjust as he studied your reactions, every little sound and expression, slowly thrusting in and out just an inch at a time to better spread your wetness and make it easier for you to take his size.

He patiently pushed inch by inch until he bottomed out, letting himself drop on his elbows on top of you, tired from the effort of holding back from roughly fucking you dumb.

After a few moments of deep breaths and gentle neck kisses and bites, Sunghoon hooked his arms under your knees, almost folding you in half as he started rolling his hips deeper into yours thanks to the new position.

Your overstimulated pussy fluttered around Sunghoon's cock with every stroke as he repeatedly pressed his pelvis on your clit while stretching you open to accommodate his size.

As soon as Sunghoon felt you relax more he sped up, thrusting deep and hard at a perfect angle as you unconsciously tried to lift your hips to meet his powerful strokes, your arousal starting to splatter on his pelvis and drip down your cunt and inner thighs, both your uncontrollable moans, whimpers and groans creating a filthy harmony in the room.

“God you're so wet… Wanna fill you up so bad, make this pussy drip with my cum…” Sunghoon growled in your neck, biting down as the pleasure got to his head, eliciting a high pitched moan from you, both of you struggling to breathe evenly.

Sunghoon's dirty talk was like ecstasy to you and with a few more deep thrusts he pushed you over the edge once again, feeling your cunt gushing on his dick as its walls spasmed, almost making him reach his own climax.

But he was quick to pull out and clamp his strong hand around his shaft to restrain himself from shooting his load then and there, too greedy to let the fun end yet.

Sunghoon gasped and growled as he managed to push back his impending orgasm, his veins even more prominent on his arms and flushed dick. When he was sure it was safe to remove his hand, he grabbed your arms to abruptly pull you up, handling you like a doll and shifting your positions.

Sunghoon made you stand up on your wobbly legs and guided you to the light wooden desk in front of the bed, making you face the wide mirror on top of it. He pressed his chest to your back as he held a hand on your hip and the other one crawled up your chest and throat to lift your face and make you look at the image in the mirror in front of you. 

“Look how pretty you are while I blow your back”, Sunghoon looked into your eyes reflected in the mirror as he positioned himself, his hand on your hip shifting to the small of your back to make your ass stand out for him and properly fuck you in this new position.

He effortlessly pushed in your sopping cunt as you let out a whimper, still too sensitive from your numerous orgasms, pleasure bordering into overstimulation, still feeling too good to even think of asking him to stop.

Sunghoon pushed all the way in, almost making you lift your feet from the floor with the force of his thrust, and he took his hand from your chin to push his thumb between your lips.

“Open up”, you did as he told you and let him push his finger into your mouth as you both watched your reflections.

“Suck. Make it nice and wet”, he instructed as you obediently sucked and swirled your tongue on the digit, wetting it as best as you could.

Sunghoon watched with half lidded eyes, a dejavu of his dick in your mouth presenting in the mirror before his eyes as you took his thumb, and he started to shallowly rock his hips into you, enraptured by the sight.

When he was satisfied with your work he took his thumb from your mouth, a string of saliva connecting it to your swollen lips. He spread your ass cheeks with his other hand and brought his wet thumb in between them, gently rubbing and slightly prodding your butt hole as his thrusts gained more intensity, his balls slapping your clit every time. 

The new unexpected sensation made you yelp in surprise and confusion, and you tried to turn a little bit, grabbing Sunghoon's wrist as he kept teasing your entrance, chuckling at your reaction when he noticed you actually enjoyed it, your yelp turning into little moans as you relaxed, gradually loosening your grip on his wrist.

“Please” you managed to form an actual sentence in your blissed out state “just don't put it in” a moan interrupted your train of thought as Sunghoon kept slapping his hips on your cheeks and you started struggling to keep yourself up from the desk.

“Don't worry, just wanna play a bit…” he assured you, but you later would have to admit the extra stimulation felt strangely nice. The thought of Sunghoon possibly claiming every hole in your body made your head spin into a subspace you've never experienced before. The feeling of totally letting your body and pleasure at Sunghoon's mercy made your heart flutter with both excitement and contentment, knowing he would take care of you when you completely lost control.

Sunghoon noticed your head lolling forward and your eyes closing as the arm that wasn't grasping at him threatened to give out on the desk. He took both his hands to embrace you and keep you up against his chest as you opened your eyes to meet his gaze in the mirror.

“Are you still with me?” Sunghoon was amazed by the effect he was having on you, but he still felt the urge to check on you.

“Yeah” you struggled to answer between harsh breaths and moans “please, I'm close…” you begged for him to make you come, the pleasure so intense at this point you couldn't understand if it was just the longest orgasm of your life and the little lucid part that was still in you wondered if that was actually possible.

Sunghoon picked up his pace again “if you ask so nicely… keep looking in the mirror” he demanded, pounding into you, his left hand grasping your hip to keep you in place, his right hand traveling down your body to reach your clit and rub in circles as you clenched down on him.

You angled and pushed your ass against his pelvis with newfound energy, bracing yourself on the desk, his pounding repeatedly pushing it against the wall, not caring about the noise complaints that would come the next morning.

You listened to his instructions and focused on the pornographic view that the mirror was offering. You were barely keeping yourself up, moaning and panting, while the man behind you mercilessly fucked his thick cock into you, his muscles flexing in the effort to keep you in place and occasionally push your hips back to meet his, his right hand collecting your mixed arousals to use as lube as he massaged your clit.

When you met Sunghoon's gaze you were mesmerized, flushed cheeks, his plush lips parted as he panted and moaned, fangs peeking out, brows furrowed, his half lidded eyes focused on you, traveling from the point where your bodies connected, to the expanse of your back, to your reflection in the mirror, meeting your eyes as he aimed at you sweet spot over and over.

You felt so overwhelmed, tears started to well up in your eyes, stroke after stroke making you burn from within, wet sounds and moans filling your ears until you finally snapped and your pussy convulsed around his cock.

“Look at yourself” Sunghoon ordered, his voice thickly laced with lust as he chased his own climax, reveling in the sensation of your pussy sucking and clenching rhythmically.

You looked in the mirror to see your blissed out expression, lips parted and eyes struggling to stay open and focused as you moaned loudly. Then you shifted your gaze on Sunghoon, who snapped his hips a few more times before stilling with a groan, thick white cum spurting out from the tip again and again, filling you up.

He gently rocked his hips into yours as your pussy kept clenching on his dick, milking him as he rode out his own climax, his jaw slacking, eyebrows relaxing and eyes going back into his head as he closed his eyelids, his head lolling back with one last moan.

His shallow thrusts came to a stop as he let out a shaky breath, finally taking his softening cock out of your pussy.

Sunghoon sat down on the desk chair after moving it behind you, making you bend forward on the desk to admire his thick cum slowly seeping out from your spent cunt as he grabbed and groped your cheeks to spread your lips and let more cum drip from your folds.

You dropped your upper body flush on the desk, not trusting your legs to keep you up, and suddenly tiredness started to seep in as you closed your eyes, barely hearing Sunghoon's appreciative hums as he squeezed his cum out of you, letting it drip on the floor in a small puddle.

You suddenly realized you briefly passed out on the desk as you felt yourself being lifted and laid carefully on the bed. You vaguely took note of the wet cloth that soothed your swollen folds and felt a pair of warm lips on your forehead as the sheets were lifted to cover your naked form.

“Sweet dreams, Y/N…”

You remember just vaguely humming in response as you drifted off to sleep.

You woke up to the sound of your alarm ringing from somewhere around the room and you scrambled out of bed to get it, following the sound to its place inside your black bag tossed on the floor next to the door.

You rubbed your eyes and face, stretching your sore body as the memories from the previous night flooded your mind.

That was the most intense sexual encounter you've ever experienced your whole life.

After inspecting your image in the bathroom mirror, cursing at the darkness and amount of hickeys and bite marks on your neck, you stepped into the shower and let the warm water relax your sore muscles as you recalled your heated unexpected session with who you considered your enemy, Park Sunghoon. You surely had to redefine what kind of relationship you had with him, you both were a bit too friendly to each other last night.

You stepped out of the shower and dried up with too many thoughts in mind as you started to collect your discarded clothes. You rummaged around, shifting and turning the sheets, even checking under the bed but you couldn't find your panties.

When you tossed the pillow on the bed next to the night table you noticed a piece of paper fluttering because of the air movement you caused.

You picked it up from the floor where it just landed and saw a note written in nice calligraphy along with a phone number.

I have your panties, if you wanna see them again call me…

Sunghoon

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Dirty, Sunghoon

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warnings- smut, fem reader, horny reader, rough Sunghoon, uber driver Sunghoon, car sex, making out, grinding, fingering, more experienced Sunghoon, riding, pet names, big cock Sunghoon, eating reader out

synopsis - horny and no wallet, you had to find a way to payback your uber diver. Fucking him sounded about right.

Straddling your uber drivers lap and making out with him in the backseat was not where you expected to be.

Having been horny and left your wallet at home, this was the only way to pay back your uber driver. With his tinted windows, you had nothing to worry about.

"Fuck" Sunghoon whispers, latching his lips back onto yours. His hands were squeezing your ass as you slowly grinded on him. Bulge growing, he only kissed your rougher.

Panting in between the kisses, one of his hands left your ass. Moving to the back of your head, he pulled you in closer. Softly biting your lip, he demanded access into your mouth. Letting him is, he tasted more of you.

Moving your hips faster onto his bulge, Sunghoon groans into your mouth. Finally pulling apart, he breaths for a moment.

"Is this how your gonna pay me back?" Sunghoon smirks, signalling you to move on. Making out and grinding was clearly not enough for your uber driver.

Hopping off his lap, you quickly pull down your shorts and panties. Throwing your shirt over your head, you leave you white lacey bra on. Sunghoon pulls down his own pants, sliding down his boxers as well. It was hard to not gawk at was he was packing. A solid 8 inches, red tipped, leaking with precum and veins along his shaft.

Hovering over his cock, you gasp as you feel his fingers play with your clit. Rubbing and pinching your clit, his finger soon enters your pussy. Holding onto Sunghoon's broad shoulders, you cry out as he curls his thick finger inside you. Pumping it quickly, you hold back you small whines.

"What the heck...."You cry out, holding back your pleasure so you don't cum early, so you don't embarrass yourself.

"Had to prep you...did you think you were gonna fit?" He laughs at both your innocence and how quickly you became wet over his fingers. You don't answer him which causes another laugh to emerge from Sunghoon.

Quickly moving on, his hands ghost over your hips as you struggle to slide down his cock. Even though he prepped you, he was still too big, still too thick to enter your tight pussy.

Inch by inch, His large cock fills you up to the brim. Waiting a moment, feeling how he fills you up, how you see a bulge in your stomach makes you wetter.

Finally moving your hips, you begin to ride him. Hips moving up and down, you quickly create a rhythm. Softly biting your lips, you struggle to compress your moans.

"I wanna hear you doll" You blush at the pet name. Feeling less and less like a payment, your move your hips faster and harder, you let go of your lip, releasing your small moans. Changing rhythm, you start to bounce up and down.

Moans becoming louder as your own pleasure grows along with Sunghoons. Gripping onto his shoulders, you bring your body closer to his. The closeness enables you to hear Sunghoons own groans.

As quickly as you pleasure built, you become tired. Hips moving slower, barely enough to give Sunghoon pleasure.

"You tired baby?" Sunghoon smirks, admiring how your hips slowly grind along his cock. You nod you head to his question, within only matter of seconds, Sunghoon takes you off his lap. Pushing you into the soft leather seats, you feel Sunghoon enter your pussy.

"Want me to fill you up?" Sunghoon whispers into your ear, the closeness makes you squeeze his cock. Smirking at his effect on you, he continues.

"Want me to fuck you pussy rough like you deserve it?" Nodding your head, only mewls come out of you. Wanting to be fucked hard, you once again squeeze his cock. Groaning out how tight you still were, Sunghoon pulls a few inches out before slamming into you.

"Fuck!" You cry out as you pushed further into the car seats. Gripping your waist hard, he was sure to leave marks. Pulling out and thrusting harshly, he lets out a small moan that he had been holding back.

"So tight" He comments, fucking you slowly and deep. Gaining the energy to fuck you hard, he started off slow. Cock begging to throb more and more, begging to release, he had to hold it in. Not knowing Sunghoon was holding his pleasure, trying not to cum, you beg him to fuck you harder.

"Please...s-stop teasing and just fuck me" Not needing to be told twice, he roughly thrusts into your pussy. You body rocks with every hard thrust of his. No longer slow and deep, his thrusts were fast and deep. Every thrust, his head prodded you g-spot.

"yes yes yes" You cry out, waves of pleasure wash over your body. Squeezing his cock, you hear Sunghoon curse out behind you. Quickly pulling out of your heat, He releases his thick, warm cum over your ass. Small whines leave you as your pussy squeezes nothing.

Breathing heavily behind you, Sunghoon regains his energy.

"So fucking tight" He comments as you slowly turn around, no longer pushed against the car seats, you sit against them. Glancing next to you, Sunghoon's cock is now soft, however he still isn't satisfied.

"Lie down" Sunghoon speaks up. Obeying him without, you lay down, across the seats.

"Rais your legs" He bluntly says, knowing where this is going, you don't stall.

"Good girl" Sunghoon quietly praises. Squeezing himself between your legs, he doesn't waste anytime remembering he is still working.

Latching his lips onto your clit, he licks a swipe across your pussy. Tasting your juices, he has to make you cum now. Sticking his tounge deeper into your pussy, he tastes more of you. Groaning into your pussy, the vibrations cause you to buck you hips up.

"Oh fuck" You grab Sunghoon's hair, pushing him deeper into your cunt. His fingers rub your clit, causing another jolt of your body. No longer holding back your moans, you cry out at every swipe of his tongue, at every curl of his finger.

Still holding his head tight in-between your legs, you feel his fingers enter your pussy. Tongue out and finger in, you hips buck up again. Curling his finger in your pussy, you clench down hard. Panting as he eats you out like a starved, you quickly warn him.

"Gona cum...gonna cum" You chant out, staring up at the ceiling as the familiar wave of pleasure washes over your body. Nodding his head, his lips latch around your pussy again. Sucking hard on your clit, he was ready to catch you juices.

Releasing into his mouth, you whine out feeling Sunghoon slurp your essence up. Body jolting with ever drip of your own cum, Sunghoon eagerly swallows it all up. Waiting a few seconds, he continues to slurp you dry. Letting go of his hair, Sunghoon pulls out, lips and chin glittering with your juices.

"You taste so fucking good" Sunghoon sits up against he backseat, next to you. Both of you recovering from the previous event.

"You know my uber ID....ask for me again" Sunghoon pipes up, knowing he was going to get another taste of you soon.

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[donghoonie-3]

My Princess

Warnings: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT !! sub!fem!reader, dom!sunghoon, consented somno, slight voice kink, hoon chokes reader with his hand and cock, throat fucking, oral (both recieving and giving), teasing, hoon fucks reader raw (don't be silly, wrap your willy 🤕), mentions of breeding, cum eating (gets dirty), slight size and strength kink, daddy kink, hoon calls reader kitten, princess, baby and love (hopefully I'm not missing anything lmao), slight boob play. If I miss anything please lmk!!

Word count: 2.9k

Note for @hoonieswhore <3 hihi, happy birthday !!! I hope you're having a good day today <3 and not only bc it's your birthday but bc you deserve good days 😋 AND NO DW I didn't forget lmao, I wanted to say hbday in this message <3. I hope you like the little birthday gift I wrote for you~ my first time writing sub reader hehe. It gets filthy 🤭.

AN: I still don't take requests, this was a birthday special for a friend hehe. This is my first time writing sub reader and dom idol!!! So I hope it's not too bad 🤕 I kinda went out with this one hehe. ALSO this doesn't mean I'll stop writing sub idol. I think I'll mainly stick to sub idol but might write some dom idol fics. I'll see how it goes.

You were in the middle of some weird dream but slowly that dream turned into a wet one. Your boyfriend was using that pretty mouth of his on you, going in between sucking on your clit and flicking it with his tongue. His hands placed on your plush thighs. It felt so real but its only a dream, right? There's been many times you've had these type of dreams about Sunghoon so you're not surprised you're having another one. As soon as you feel his two fingers stretching your cunt out you let out a moan, still thinking you're dreaming until the pleasure got more and you felt your orgasm nearing. Maybe it's not a dream?

You slowly open your eyes and look down to where you see Sunghoon in between your legs, his eyes closed as he eats you out while his fingers are in you, hitting all the right spots. You let out a loud moan at the sight and the pleasure. You're so fucking close.

"You're awake~ took you long enough." The boy teased. "Feels good, kitten?" He asks before sticking his tongue out, tasting you on his lips. He waits for you to reply but all you do is moan. "I'm asking you a question, princess~ are you already too gone to answer?" He continues to tease you.

"feels so...oh god-" You cut yourself off with a high pitched moan and arch your back, his fingers pushing you over the edge. As soon as he sees this he pull his fingers out, not letting you to ride out your high which leads to a ruined orgasm. "No!! Please, keep going please" you whine, asking him to continue and all he does is smirk.

"Tsk, naughty kitten. Who said you could cum? Hmm?" Sunghoon says as he moves himself up. "My kitten deserve a little punishment~" He teases as he gets up from the bed, you instinctively grab onto his sweatshirt he's wearing, not wanting him to leave you like this.

"Don't go" You unintentionally pout while giving him puppy eyes. "Cute~ I wouldn't leave you like this, princess" He gives you a quick kiss before taking off his bottoms and underwear, following along with his sweatshirt. You pretty much check him out as if you never seen him fully naked before. Your mouth watering when you see his already hard, leaking cock. Which doesn't go unnoticed by him.

"Get on your knees" he says in a slightly deeper tone as he sits back down on the bed. His voice sending chills down your spine. "What if I don't?" You ask while still lying down, as if challenging him. He tuts and leans down into your ear. "If you don't, you'll only make your punishment worse. Brat." His deep voice almost making you moan, especially when he calls you brat.

He pulls back a bit. His big hand moving up to rest on your throat but not putting any pressure on it. "Gonna listen to me?" He looks at you with lustful eyes and it almost makes it hard for you to breathe. Which is funny because as soon as he realizes you're not gonna answer him his hand squeezes around your throat, actually making it hard for you to breathe.

"I'm gonna take that as a no then. Open your mouth." He demands, he sounds so hot like this it's hard for you not to do as he says. So you open your mouth for him, already knowing what he's going to do. "Good girl" he says before spitting into your mouth. "Now swallow~" and again, you do as he says.

He completely pulls away from you and manhandles you onto all fours. He kneels behind you and puts one hand on your hip and the other on the top of your back, pressing down to get your face into the pillow while having your ass up. "So fucking pretty like this" he mutters under his breath and you whimper at his actions.

"Gonna fuck you so dumb" he says as he enters two fingers into you. By now you're pretty loose from him fingering you a couple minutes ago. "Please, want it so bad daddy" you shock him with the name you give him. You shock yourself too since you never called him that, you've always wanted to but you weren't sure if he's fine with that which is why you're hoping he's not going to be disgusted with you now.

"I'm s-" Sunghoon doesn't let you finish your sentence. "Daddy, hmm? Didn't think you'd be into that. My little kitten~ or should I say, daddy's little kitten~" He can feel you getting wetter with each time he speaks. It's like he wants you to go insane or something. "You like it that much? Cute~" He says.

"Daddy, please. Want your cock, please" you pout, hiding your face into your arms because of how shy you're getting. "Cutie~ what happened to you being a brat?" Sunghoon keeps teasing you and it only makes you wetter.

He takes his fingers out and puts them into his mouth, wanting to taste you. He then brings his wet fingers to his leaking cock and spreads his precum and saliva along his length. "Ready kitten?" He asks and you give him a quick yes in response.

He puts his big cock into your wet hole. "I fuck you so much and you're still so fucking tight. Just for daddy huh?" He smirks, his dick fully in you, probably bulging at your tummy now. "Mhm, only for daddy~" you say in a needy tone.

"Please, fuck me" you ask him and he lets out a chuckle. "Did you forget this is a punishment?" He says as he starts to move his cock in and out of you at a very slow pace. "Gonna make you beg for me" Sunghoon says in his deep voice.

It feels like you've been like this for hours now but its only been ten minutes. You can't handle this slow pace and you know for sure he cant either. You're surprised that he's still going so slow. "hoon, please...faster" you say, tears in your eyes by now, you want to feel him pounding into you, making you cum over and over again on his big cock. Not this slow pace that's keeping you on edge all the time. 

"What'd you say?" He's obviously teasing, he knows what you said but he wants you to say it louder. "Daddy~ want you to go faster, please." You sound so fucking desperate and it's causing his dick go twitch. "Yeah? Want daddy to fuck you dumb?" He moves his hands up and down your sides as he speaks. "Mhm, will be good, I promise~" you say, hoping to convince him. You know he can't last any longer with this slow pace, he's got to fuck you properly soon.

"If you wanna get fucked you'll have go prove to me you'll be good, will you do that kitten?" He says and you nod quickly. "Good. Get on your knees, on the floor. Gonna have you suck me off, kitten" your boyfriend says as he pulls out, you almost whine at the loss of his cock but you hold it, wanting to be good for him in order to get fucked good.

You quickly get on your knees in front of the side of the bed and he sits up in front of you. "Wanna taste you~" You say and lick your lips. You take your hand to his dick and bring your mouth to his tip. You give him some kitten licks before taking his tip whole into your mouth. "Good girl" he praises. He puts his hand on top of your head, his fingers intertwining with your hair. He doesn't do anything though, he let's you take control of your own actions for now.

"Taking me so well, baby girl" Sunghoon praises again, making you moan around his dick which causes vibrations to send through him, making him groan.

You relax your throat and attempt to take him whole. Trying not to gag or choke when his tip hits the back of your throat. His hand tugging on your hair at the feeling of your warm throat tightly around him.

You pull back up completely, your hand jerking him off while you try to catch your breath. "Can you fuck my throat, please" you look at him with puppy eyes. Your eyes tearing up a bit due to your previous actions of trying not to gag. "Fuck, okay" he says with a shaky breath, your tiny hand around his big cock making him feel good.

You go back down to take his cock into your mouth and he immediately pushing your head down, doing just what you wanted. The sudden movement makes you gag which has your eyes tearing up. "So fucking good" Sunghoon moans out, his hips thrusting up as he keeps your head in place with his hand. He leans back on his free hand and throws his head back at the blissful feeling. By now tears are falling down your pretty cheeks and he swears he almost cums when he looks down at you.

Your eyes looking up at his with tears rolling down your rosy cheeks. Your pretty lips stretched out around his big cock and you're slightly drooling around his base too. The way your hair looks messy with his big hand in it. And your tiny hands on his milky thighs. You look so tiny bellow him, it turns him on so much.

You tap his thigh twice as a sign for him to let you go. You pull back and try to catch your breath, coughing a bit which makes him worry. "Are you okay, baby?" He asks you and his facial expression suddenly changed to a worried one. "Mhm, I'm fine" you say with a smile. "Okay, if it gets too much just tell me, or use the safe word. And of course tap my leg if you need air or anything" your boyfriend says as his hand goes to cup your cheek and wipe your tear with his thumb. "Mhm, I know" you giggle. He leans down to give you a proper kiss before going back to what yous are doing. "Ready?" He asks and you hum, signalling that you're ready to continue.

You wrap your mouth around his cock again and he jolts at the sudden feeling. "Fuck" he moans and puts his hand back onto your hair. "Still want me to fuck your throat, princess?" He asks you which you hum and nod to, wanting him to fuck your mouth. "Okay" he says before pushing your head down again and thrusting his hips up. By now he's so close. His thrusts being more rough than at first as he tries to chase his high. He's still being careful with you since he doesn't want to hurt you.

"Gonna make me cum, princess...fuck" he let's out a shaky moan and God...he looks so hot like this. His head thrown back and his Adams apple bopping up and down when his dick goes deep onto your throat. His pretty plump lips parted and letting out pretty moans that sound like music to your ears. You wanna make him feel even better so you bring one of your hands to his balls. Lightly massaging them which makes him even more vocal.

"Shit baby...I'm so...so fucking close, fuck" He moans and pulls you off gently from his cock, he goes to wrap his own hand around himself but you beat him to it, your hand wrapping around him instead. You point his tip at your parted mouth, ready to catch his cum on your tongue. "Want your cum hoon" you say as you look at him and he cums right after hearing your pretty voice, you sound so ruined already and yous haven't even properly started yet.

His cum hits your tongue and fills up your mouth. You moan out and close your eyes when you feel his load at first. "Fuck, love...so good" his eyes roll back as you have him ride out his high on your hand. You look up at him and meet his pretty eyes. Your mouth closed now but you didn't swallow anything just yet. You move up to him and cup his face with one of your small hands, bringing him into an open mouthed kiss, having him taste his own cum as it goes into his mouth. He moans at the taste. This is so dirty but you both love it so much.

"So fucking hot" he says after swallowing his own cum. "You're so dirty" you tease him "says the one who done the action" he says, referring to what you just done. You roll your eyes playfully. "Oh? Thought you said you'll be good now, no?" He smirks, teasing you. Your eyes widen and you look back at him "you can't tease me anymore, please" you whine. "Cutie~ I won't. Lie down for me" he says and gives you a quick kiss.

You go to lie down on your back and he positions himself in between your legs, puts his tip against your entrance before pushing himself fully in. "Gonna fuck you so good, I promise" Sunghoon says and leans in to give you a passionate kiss, his both hands holding himself up to not collapse on your small figure. He slowly starts to move but not in a teasing way again. He picks his pace up and moans at the overstimulation, but he wants to fuck you and make you feel good after how good you made him feel. Plus he likes the overstimulation.

"My pretty kitten" he pulls away from the kiss and latches his mouth onto you neck, marking you up as his, completely claiming you. He pulls his cock almost completely out before slamming back into you, making you let out a high pitched moan. "Fuck, hoon" you throw your head back, giving him more access to you neck.

His hips are so rough and you love it so much. You know for a fact you're not gonna last with how good he's fucking you now. Especially after all the teasing. "Call me what you did before" he whispers into your ear, his voice going deeper again and its making your head spin. "Daddy~" you moan out and he groan against your neck.

You smirk at the fact that he likes the name so much, however that smirk washes away with a hard thrust of his. "Daddy is fucking me feel so good, please~" He's pretty much going insane with how you call him that. He loves it so fucking much and it shows with how much faster and more rough he gets with his thrusts.

"Please what?" He pulls away from your marked neck to look at you with hooded eyes. You don't answer him, too lost in how good he's making you feel. Your hands going up to his biceps and digging your nails into him which makes him moan, loving the painful feeling. "Too fucking dumb to answer me, slut?" He smirks. He gives you four particular hard thrusts before stopping with his cock fully pushed against your sweet spot, making you cry from how good it all feels.

"Not gonna answer your daddy?" He says as he pushes even further into you which you didn't think was possible. It makes your back arch and has you scratching down at his biceps. "Fuck, daddy's making me feel so good...please" you look at his with glossy eyes. "Cute. Daddy's good girl~" He praises before starting to thrust again, making you let more high pitched moans.

He ends up looking down at where his cock is filling you up. That's when he notices the bump in your tummy and he swears, he almost looses it completely at the sight. "Fuck, kitten" he gives you another hard thrust and you notice he's looking down, you follow his eyes down and see the bump. "Oh my god" you moan out and roll your eyes back.

"You're so fucking deep in me, daddy" you moan out and he smirks. "Filling my kitten up so good, hmm?" He says as he continues to fuck you nice and rough. One of his hands goes to your boob and plays with your sensitive nipple, making your back arch at the stimulation. You feel your high slowly approaching. "Sir-" You moan out, switching up the names which he doesn't mind. He loves both.

"Want you to breed me, please" you say, looking up at him. "Yeah? Want daddy to breed you~ bet you'd look so fucking pretty, my cum filling you up so good it's dripping out of you~ my pretty cum slut~" He continues to dirty talk you and it only brings you closer to your orgasm.

"Please!! Need it, please. Want is so fucking bad, daddy" you sound so needy and he loves ever bit of it. "You close, love?" He asks and you nod. "I'm close too, cum with me~" He tells you and you cum with him. His cum filling you up to the brim and he feels your walls tighten around him, pretty much milking him dry. "My good girl" he moans as he rides out both of your highs before almost collapsing on you.

Your arms move up to wrap around his neck, bringing him closer as if he isn't in you already. He rests his body on yours as you let him. "Happy birthday, my princess" He says softly as he kisses your neck gently. You smile at his words.

Taglist: @hee-poster @ness-iness @fairyofjaeyun @foxdaisy @mysoob @parkhonnie @heexseung

[jina1028]

Yeah this is the good kind of spooky smut I like 😈

Ready or not | Park Sunghoon

-' Pairings: Park Sunghoon x Fem!Reader

-' Summary: He volunteered to be seeker. That should've been your first warning. The hungry look that had begun brimming in his eyes should've been the second.

-' Warnings: Language, Horror Elements, Established Relationship, Very Slight Fluff, Hide and Seek, Smut +18 mdni, Primal Kink, Fear Kink, Breeding Kink, Slight dd/lg, Praise Kink, Massive Degradation Kink, Spit, Cum play, Choking, Rough Sex, CNC, Hard Dom!Hoon, Desperate Sex, Public Sex, Sub!Reader, Subspace, Unprotected Sex

A/n: My contribution to spooky season

“I don't wanna play anymore,” You don't say it too loudly, lest you give yourself and your hiding spot away.

“I really, really don't wanna play anymore, Hoonie-”

A chuckle cracks through the dark night air.

"Hoonie," you hear his voice snicker from in between the shadows. "Cute." It's far. Not anywhere in your immediate vicinity. Where you are, it's just tall oak trees and stars.

A squirrel decides at that moment to scuttle over your sneakers and cause a very audible gasp to rip itself out of your throat. Through the crooked trees you hear a laugh. His laugh.

"Too easy," his voice reaches your ears.

Sunghoon isn't here. He hasn't found you yet. That brings you the first sliver of comfort that you cling to with everything in you. It allows you to trek further uphill. The little lights they've paved along the hiking trail serves as your only navigator through the woods. You want nothing more than to be there, in the light, but even you knew that would be an insanely stupid move. You would illuminate yourself to him. He'd find you immediately. You had far too much pride for that.

'I don't wanna play anymore-'

Perhaps you were hoping by repeating the phrase over and over again, that Sunghoon would magically get the desire to end this wretched game, but even as you travelled up the rocky hill, away from the bench where Sunghoon had been counting dutifully, you knew it was an impossible ask.

He was the seeker and he was counting excitedly, with a smile on his face.

The duty of the seeker, as far as you know, had always been the least desired. Being tasked with the responsibility of finding everyone else and being ostracised from the rest of the group- made to be a monster they all hid from? It sounded horrible to the brain of any rational human being.

Your bones rattle with discomfort when you realise that your boyfriend didn't particularly fit into that category.

As you try to venture deeper into the woods, away from your Seeker's approaching footfalls, you think back to a time in the evening before you weren't so cracked with fear. Everything had been perfect then.

It seemed like the perfect conditions to take a romantic walk along the hiking trail with your boyfriend. The hiking trail leads into a deep and dense patch of wooded land behind Sunghoon's apartment. Tall trees surrounding you both. The path leading uphill, on a winding, uneven road. At that time, the sun had just begun sinking behind the trees, but you could make out Sunghoon's features from the little lamps that lined the pathway.

You had been walking hand-in-hand, feeling quite secure, feeling starkly not-scared.

Suppose it was your fault.

Sunghoon had asked if you were sure you wanted to take a walk with him in the dark and you swung your clasped hands between the two of you, bringing it to your lips as you said, "You say that like you're something to fear-"

As you walked, he had watched you with a bashful kind of smile that was only exclusive to Sunghoon- fangs shining in the moonlight as he pulled his jacket over your shoulders. He liked having you wear his clothes, especially in public.

A dismaring, cute kind of smile that drew you in initially.

"Plus," you stood on your tippy toes as you whispered into his ear, "I don't really mind being scared."

"Is that so?" He asked, quirking an eyebrow as you continued to observe the nature surrounding you both with an innocent, oblivious quality. He liked that. He liked how you always managed to see the world through a pink stained lense. A world of puppies, rainbows, faeries, princesses- all that shit.

It caused something horrible to stir inside him. Something that wanted to take the innocence he saw bursting forth from your eyes and crush it. He wanted you to see him. To perhaps look at him with that fear you spoke so highly of. "You like the feeling of being scared?"

"Eung!" You nodded, still watching the tips of the trees reaching towards the stars.

"Wow-" he had said, "Spoken like a true crazy person-" you shoved into his side, a very deep frown setting over your glossed lips. Your braids were let loose, easy access for Sunghoon to pull on one as he continued his teasing.

"Don't call me that-"

"It's okay- I like having a weirdo girlfriend-" you loosened your fingers, sulking and ready to turn your back on a cackling Sunghoon and head back from whence you came but he kept your hands locked in his.

"You really enjoy it?" He asked, stopping at a bench on the side of the trail, "being scared, I mean… Do you actually like it?'

"Uh-" you had begun feeling thoroughly exposed under his gaze. He watched you like you were something to be inspected. His sharp eyes peeled you apart. Sunghoon, towering over you didn't really help the feeling so you beckoned him to sit down. He did, with a heavy plop, his black shirt and black sweatpants billowing from the warm wind. He opened his legs, allowing you to slot yourself between them. Even sitting down, Sunghoon didn't need to look up at you. He was so large and all-encompassing. It made you feel so small.

"I mean doesn't everyone!?" You evaded Sunghoon's gaze but he kept his train on you.

“No,” he responds, suddenly very interested in this topic. You haven't been dating for long enough to disclose kinks yet. The farthest you've both done is establish safe words. Every facet of your relationship was gleaming under the veneers of unexplored territory.

He didn't think you liked being scared.

He didn't think he'd be happy to know this. He keeps his face stoic though, giving nothing away.

"That's why horror movies exist, right?"

A short breath came from Sunghoon's mouth as he finally broke eye contact, seating back against the bench, "That's why horror movies exist. I thought-" He turned his head to look at your hand before meeting your eyes again, his face as blank as a canvas.

"You thought what?" He asks, willing you to carry on talking. Sunghoon has tunnel vision. Whenever you spoke, the only thing he was physically and cognitively able to focus on is you.

"I thought horror movies were like-” you kick a dead leaf on the ground “-Like edgier comfort shows. Like, Gilmore Girls or something-" That sentence completely knocked him out.

"You just compared horror movies to Gilmore Girls-"

Sunghoon wiped his sweaty hands on his shorts "Interesting, well- we should play a game to test this theory,"

Your eyebrows crinkled. "What kinda game?"

"Relax-" Sunghoon said as he waved a hand before his face. "No one would get hurt, not unless you wanted to-" there were a great many things Sunghoon said that completely threw you for a loop. This was one such statement.

You were used to it by now. The backhanded airy, fairy comments Sunghoon made under his breath.

You wouldn't be surprised if he had whole other conversations with just himself. Like he was in constant conversation with a voice in his own head

The sun had completely set and a jogger passed by the two of you in that moment, the final jogger you would see tonight.

"Hide and seek. You hide." he continued as if unaware that he was giving you a very visceral sense of whiplash. "Don't stray too far and keep your eye on the trail so you don't get lost, okay?"

"What-"

"I wanna make it 30 seconds, but I'll be nice and make it 60-"

"Wait Sunghoon, I'm wearing a dress-"

"You'll manage." He pushes you away slightly.

"Hoon-"

A chuckle as he says, "Baby, you better start hiding. Don't you know how to play-"

"Sunghoon, I don't wanna play,"

"One."

You were backing away as you stared at him and he stared at you. Sunghoon leant forward, planting his elbows on his knees as his hands swung between his open legs. "Two."

“ i don't wanna-"

"Three-"

A rock jabs into your calf as you stumble up the incline. Sunghoon nods. "That's it-" and before he closes his eyes, he shoots you one last charming smile. Only this time it's veneered with something much darker, something that has you turning and lunging uphill.

"Run," he said.

He volunteered to be a seeker. That should've been your one and only warning. The hungry look that had begun brimming in his eyes should've been the second warning.

Your thigh begins to ache as Sunghoon concludes his counting with an airy and bright, "Ready or not!" You can hear him snickering to himself, "You know the rest," before the sound of his heavy footfalls crunches over fallen leaves.

It was a warm and humid autumn night.

Your heart was thumping to the beat of your heavy footsteps beating down on the short grass. There was an eerie sense of solidity that sunk over the park during late nights like these, and the moon is your only spectator.

What ought to have been a harmless game of hide and seek quickly turned into a slightly disturbing rendition of the thing. As soon as you ran out into the woods, away from where Sunghoon was counting, a sense of dread had quickly began pooling in the bottom of your stomach especially when you looked around and realised you were quite literally standing in the middle of a hiking trail, at night with you boyfriend who is far too eager to play this game.

"I'm going to get you too soon," you can hear his voice, but you can't see anything beyond the crooked silhouette of tree branches. The woods seem to whisper through to your paranoia. Sunghoon sounds like he's everywhere, like he couldn't come from one single direction.

“H-Hoonie- wait-"

The wind picks up, blowing against your exposed knees. You shuffle against the closest treet, clinging towards it like it was the only pillar of safety you could confide in.

"You're making this too easy, baby-"

You crouch into a ball close to the floor, suddenly feeling wholly and completely alone with nothing but the darkness for company. The darkness and whatever hid inside it. A sinking feeling makes the pits of your stomach grow with vehement warmth as you nuzzles your nose Into Sunghoon's jacket

You had arrived.

Fear was clutching so terribly at your throat you felt you might suffocate.

You were a little kid again, terrified of the dark and everything that was inside it. Only now, you had a boyfriend and somehow, he was hiding in the dark too.

“Shit-” you place a hand on your heart, feeling it racing to ungodly heights. This was not only fear but panic. And bubbling just beneath that, was a strange sort of excitement that twinkled in the darkness.

You were in the dark for far too long. What if you forget your way home?

The panic was pulling at your insides, making them twist and turn and react to every sound in the dark, wondering when he'll find you, thinking he probably already did.

The truth is Sunghoon watched your shadow trek uphill from the moment he finished counting. He stalked behind you with his hands in his jacket pocket, keeping a safe enough distance away to give you confidence. He made sounds of watching your silhouette jump intentionally.

You weren't very good at hide and seek. You peered over your shoulder far too often.

At some point you looked directly at him, your eyes meeting his in the darkness but its like recognition didn't register and your fear was all that drove you further uphill.

He was watching from a distance as you squirm now. You had crouched down onto the uneven forest floor, pulling his varsity jacket around you like a cloak that might make you invisible. You were shaking like a leaf. And Sunghoon realizes, with grave finality that he's really fucking hard.

As he stalks closer and closer towards you, his sneakers break the backs of the autumn leaves. He's not sure what he's going to do when he catches you, he just knows he needs you, really badly.

“Shit, shit, shit” The panic in your voice becomes starkly clear, the closer Sunghoon walks towards you and the little tree you've made your hiding place.

You can hear him approaching because he allows you to. You shake and cover your ears with your trembling hands and Sunghoon's face is stoic and emotionless as he lunges towards you.

Your eyes open just in time to swerve out of the way until you're sliding across the forest floor. You try to make a break for it- for what, you're not exactly sure- but he pokes his tongue through his cheek, slightly impressed before he grabs at you again, this time succeeding.

He pulls at your ankle, before securing your shoulders in between his palms. you're wrestling to free yourself from his oppressive hold. You kick and writhe but he wraps his arms around your waist, dragging your frame up off the forest floor.

You're an absolute mess. the side of your sundress is caught underneath his arm, exposing your left thigh to the cool autumn air.

“found you, Dove-” his voice is hoarse as he presses his face to the back of your head. Without thinking, perhaps without using anything except his innate instincts, Sunghoon pushes your front against the tree- the tree that you had used to hide from him.

‘I win-” he whispers, as his other arm snakes across your chest, squeezing and pawing at your breast while you continue to writhe wildly for him to let you go.

“Green or red?” You shiver when his warm breath snakes against the back of your neck, your cheek colliding with tree bark. “Answer me.”

Against your better judgement, you mutter, “Green,” allaying his concern with the simple act of pushing your ass against his bulge. You realise you're not wanting to get away from him. You want him to think you want to get away from him.

“Take this off-” he spins you around as he furiously unbuttons his varisty jacket that had kept you safe and sound from the big bad cold. Your shoulders are exposed and immediately hounded by Sunghoon's lips as soon as he discards the jacket on the forest floor.

“F-Fuck, Hoonie-” you really like being scared. You liked it so much your eyes rolled to the back of your skull as he sucks bruises into the crook of your neck. You are hurtling into subspace like you've never quite experienced before.

Everything feels brighter. More vivid. Like you can feel the inner workings of mother earth, even under your sneaker clad feet.

You delve your fingers into his hair and you keep him there.

“F-Fuck-” you don't hardly swear but Sunghoon is sinking his teeth into your flesh while his other hand delves down between your open legs.

Instead of immediately making contact with your soaked core, Sunghoon breaks apart to watch you writhe and squirm underneath him. Your dress is completely hiked up now and he can see your hips canting up into the air. “You're so desperate I bet you could cum just like this, huh?”

His words have you moaning into the night air as your hips buck senselessly, searching for any bit of friction. “You were such a scared little baby just a second ago, weren't you?” His words cause the first round of tears to slip down your face. A gust of wind picks up then and you worry you really might just cum untouched, but then Sunghoon spares you and presses his thumb against your clit and you come almost immediately.

Stars cloud your vision as Sunghoon rubs at your clit, all while muttering harsh and unwarranted curse words.

Your hips are still bucking, even when the orgasm passes. You're so overstimulated, by Sunghoon, by the environment, by all the sounds you're being bombarded with from every angle.

“You're such a little slut you know that?” He brings his hand up to your face, speaking slowly and making grave, grave eye contact as if he was telling you a very very serious facet about your personality.

“Such a fucking slut-”

You're trembling as you look back in his eyes nodding firmly along and shuddering when he gives you that toothy grin.

“Show me,” Sunghoon says, “Show me you're my slut-” without even thinking about it for a second more, your hand finds his other hand, the one that had been rubbing at your clit through your soaked panties.

You hold eye contact as you bring his finger to your mouth, letting your tongue roll out before you place his middle and index finger directly onto it.

He swallows thickly.

Sunghoon forces his fingers slowly along your tongue, with the guidance of your small, trembling hands. He makes frantic work of unbuckling his pants with his other hand.

“You're such a fucking slut for me, you know that?” You nod, and a pained expression falls on his face as his fingers press down on your tongue.

“Fuck, I need to cum in you-” before you're able to think, Sunghoon pulls his hand out and brings you towards him with a string grip on the back of your neck he spits directly onto your tongue and forces your lips shut again.

“I'm gonna cum so hard inside you, baby-”

Your head hurts when he pushes you back against the tree a little too rough. Everything he does right now is a little too rough. It's like he forgets himself when he's on the verge of cumming in his pants.

He doesn't ease you into it.

Only forces the blunt tip of his cock through your opening, expecting you to take it like the good little slut you claimed to be.

“Sung-hoon, its sore- wait-”

He clasps both your wrists in his hand, placing it abve your head as he attempts to fuck his cock into you, “Shh, It'll get better soon-” he's slurring his words, pushing his hips against yours to force his cock even deeper in.

“Sunghoon promises-” he cradles your head towards him, “Hoonie promises- he needs to cum, yeah? Hoonie just needs you to be a good little cumslut for him- Fuck-"

“I think I'm gonna cum again-” you squeeze your eyes shut and grit your teeth and the sudden pressure invites another unexpected orgasm. He's fucking into you with reckless abandon now, letting go of your wrist, positive that you won't run away from him anymore.

“Youre fucking squeezing me-” his hips speed up in pace and his palm finds the base of your throat. He watches you with heavy lidded eyes and pink stained cheeks. “I'm about to cum so hard inside you-”

Your eyes roll to the back of your head and tears pool in your eyes because you're far too overstimulated. Your tongue lolls out and just then, Sunghoon's cock twitches inside you.

“Fuck, you're so good, Princess-” he lowers his head into crook of your neck as his cum floods your insides “Such a good cumslut for me- Fuck!” It's the loudest he's ever been during sex, the loudest you've ever been too. So loud that the silence that follows is absolutely deafening. Neither Of you can bring each other to derange your limbs, Feeling absolutely rattled from the animalistic sex that had just occurred. Neither of you thought you had it in you.

And yet here you were.

You don't speak because you're not a couple that uses too many words To communicate. All you do is rest your head against the tree bark, as Sunghoon languidly continues to stroke his softening cock inside you.

[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.

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FLUSH MY HEART | EN-

༘۠ heesung, jay, jake, sunghoon x m!reader

༘۠ omegaverse! au + nsfw + mating cycles + alpha! reader + breeding kink + crying

༘۠ a/n: chose to not sleep for this.

heesung overheats a lot, his body is feverish and he’s constantly aching to be knotted

he’s more into a little pain, bite him, mark him, bruise him, it takes his mind off his hot skin

he LOVES it when you coax him to take your knot

make him scent drunk on your pheromones

his head is thrown back, eyes blank from bliss. his skin is flushed with a red hue, skin slick from sweat and other fluids. his back is arched and his thighs twitch around your hips.

“so pretty,” you say with a raspy voice, “my omega looks so pretty. don’t you baby?” you take a hand and press it on the buldge in his stomach. he lets out a choked noise, “so pretty all stuffed with alpha’s seed. you can take more, right baby?”

“yes, yes,” he sighs out as you pop your knot.

he smiles lazily as you pepper kisses along his scent gland.

he also coax you into popping a knot

you two have mutual dominance shared, but absolutely you are the one that is in control 99% of the time

also— he loves it more when you bathe him between the heat rounds. and if you pop a knot in him and scent him back up after it he’ll fall in love all over again

overwhelm him. don’t show him any mercy. make his omega feel more than wanted.

mark him up, shove him into the sheets.

he’s your cum dump. breed him.

“you want my pups?” you grunt as you slam your hips into the flush of his ass, your hand is gripping his head and shoving it into the sheets. “wanna be round and full? hm?”

“alpha-“ he moans, “m’good, good to mother your pups. please, please-“

cum and slick would drip down his thighs, pooling at his knees. he likes it from the back, so this position is one he could be in for hours as long as your knot him over and over. fill him up but he’ll never be satisfied.

you find yourself getting lost in your own alpha desires when he’s in heat

his omega is very convincing, even when you two have spoken about not having pups (yet)

still, you mount him on the bed, on the floor, in the sink. he loves that.

make his bones ache and his limbs feel numb. make him feel is for weeks after his heat is over.

he wants more action than talk during his heat.

still, he makes sure to take care of you too. his omega is extremely nurturing.

a silent but heated cycle, mhm.

not all omegas need to be fucked through their heat. jake isn’t exactly one of those, but he does prefer less fucking.

he needs a knot occasionally

but those occasional moments are where he needs you balls deep and have his hole overflowing with your cum

he’s whiney. even when you’re just running your hand through his hair he’s sensitive

he likes being scented, wants your scent all over him.

“smell so good,” you’d grumble into his neck, “but you smell better with me all over you.”

“mmn,” he hums.

your hand roams down, finger prodding at his entrance. his breath hitches, eyes closed in bliss. you always manage to know when to excite him, when his body needs a knot for certain.

“mnnn,” he shakes his head when you shove a third finger. “no hands alpha,” he has an arm around your neck as the other tries to push your hand out.

“want my dick instead?” you grin.

he nods, eyeing you like an innocent pup. you grin wickedly.

literally destroy him before popping a knot. make him beg for it. he loves knowing his alpha wants him.

he’s a really whiney person during his heat

he honestly has a lot of cramps, can barely move throughout them

he LOVES it when your hands rub his stomach while cuddling

he needs a knot occasionally

he DOES NOT like it when you’re brute with him, he needs tender love

loves having you inside while cuddling, knot or not, he needs you balls deep, it helps with the cramps

“y/n…” he mumbles, moving around in your arms. “alpha…”

“yes baby?” you look at him.

“want a knot…” he’d mumble into your neck, shy but desperate.

you’d smile tenderly at him, moving your hips. you sometimes do get too ahead of yourself and overwhelm him with your desire to ruin him. it’s very rare he’d want that.

“alpha, no,” he’d whine when you grip his hips too hard. he’d fidget and move.

“sorry baby, my omega just feels so good.”

talk him through it, he’s a bit of a crier but it’s only because he loves having his alpha be gentle (and he’d obviously cry when you’re not gentle).

[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.”

[miss-conjayniality]

♡ SUB!ENHYUNGLINE AS SERVICE TOPS ♡

genre: smut (+ fluff)

pairing: sub!enhyungline x femdom!reader

word count: 2930

warnings: mommy kink (heeseung), cuddlefucking (heeseung), face sitting/face riding (heeseung & jay), daddy kink (jay), mistress x servant/slave (jake), reader wears bdsm attire (jake), bootlicking/foot fetishism (jake), mentions of rope play and chastity cages (sunghoon), slight objectification of all four of them if ya squint, overall themes of power dynamics (i made all four of them extreme simps for reader), reader is afab and uses fem gendered terms

A/N: god….this took fucking FOREVERRRR to finish. I had to rewrite jake’s section SEVERAL times cuz it was harder than expected to combine mistress kink with soft subby service tops. It’s ironic because you’d think that such a pairing is a walk in the park to write about. but the reason it was difficult is because mistress is normally depicted as such a ‘hardcore’ kink while service tops mainly operate in the realm of ‘softness’. funny enough…after overcoming the severe writer’s block i had for jake, i now feel very inspired to write an in-depth fic about jake’s portion.

heeseung.

heeseung is such a shy, sweet little thing. so sensitive. he’d do anything for mommy. whenever he isn’t being a mischievous brat, he’s the most soft-spoken sweetheart ever. he’s head over heels for you. he’s super affectionate and always wants to cuddle with you. there isn’t a single moment where he doesn’t want his arms wrapped around you (or your arms around him). heeseung loves the warmth of your embrace and believes it to be the most magical place on earth.

he’s a loving, caring boyfriend who admires all that you do for him. the dictionary definition of a gentleman. he too wants to give back to you tenfold. heeseung is the kind of man who will beg and plea to please you. he’s eager to make you happy and is drawn to the thought of you using him as your pleasure dispenser. he just wants you to feel good :( there’s no feeling in the world he loves more than seeing his stunning mommy flooded with all the orgasms she deserves. pleasing you is what pleases him.

heeseung is the epitome of a soft sub 🥺 he’s a very attentive and receptive lover. he’s yearning to get his hands on you whenever he can. he loves seeing your expressions whenever you’re getting pleasured by him. and if he ever detects any form of discomfort from you, he stops.

he’s the type to get very soft, mushy, and cuddly and would totally be into cuddlefucking. showering his mommy with so much love and appreciation. and even crying when cuddlefucking because he’s just so thankful to have a lover like you.

“thank you, mommy. thank you for taking care of me. for loving and respecting me. for showing me what real love is, and so much more. you deserve the entire universe.”

heeseung seems like he’d be highkey into face-sitting. it gives him the opportunity to inundate you with bliss while also fulfilling some of his softer masochist thoughts. he wants you to fuck his face until he can’t think coherent thoughts anymore. he’d moan so much under you that you feel the sensations of his whines up your pussy.

“mommy can you pleeeeease sit on my face?”

his desperate pleas continue, “I so desperately wanna get a taste of you while you suffocate me with your pretty pussy. please i need it so much. it’s killing me. it’s all I’ve been wanting all day”

it’s hard to resist the pull of your lover’s desires. heeseung is such a good boy to you. after all, who could possibly resist his dreamy doe eyes? you’ve teased him enough with the distance and finally start giving into the relieved tension. as the two of you are about to head to bedtime, heeseung has a different type of “bed” time in mind. one that involves less sleeping, and more pussy eating.

jay.

i will FOREVERRRRRRRR stand by the submissive dilf!jay agenda!!!!!! he’s the epitome of a simp husband who loves his wife deeply. he has his bratty moments occasionally. but 90% of the time, jay is suuuuuuch a good daddy for his little princess. jay lives to serve you. on every level. making sure you always feel safe, protected, and cared for. he loves preparing mouth-watering açaí bowls for you, giving you foot rubs while you sip the delicious mango smoothie he made for you, letting you use his credit card to buy those pretty n’ pink satin VS robes that have been on your wishlist for a while, carry all your luxury shopping bags while you strut like a bad bitch on the way to his car, have spa days with you, do each others’ makeup and play dress up, and of course….follow your every command.

princess gets what princess wants. all jay wants is for his princess to be happy 🥺 he can’t stand seeing you sad or mad. if you wanna be eaten out or have multiple orgasms, jay will happily let you use him as your fucktoy. you may have many toys that he has bought for you before. toys you can use while he’s away. but no “toy” could ever compare to jay himself. he himself is THEE sex toy. his hair. his chiseled face. his toned, honey-glazed, dusky body. his calming voice accompanied by his smooth moans. his delicious intoxicating cock. the way he so greedily eats you out and fingers you. the way he kisses your entire body and worships it like a goddess. your pleasure is his pleasure. that’s the mantra he goes by. you’re the star of the show.

you may seem like a perky n’ chirpy bimbo at first glance (which you are, of course 😚💅🏼). but beware. there’s so much more to you than that. you may be the living personification of pink glitter, but you’re also lethal & deadly. jay may be the physically stronger one of you two, but you’re the psychologically stronger one. therefore, you dominate him just off emotions alone. just a simple “please daddy? 🥺” with a puppy dog pout is enough to have him at your whim because a good daddy is one who submits to his princess. good daddies follows their princess’ orders and spoils her with all their might.

you really inspire him to open up (both his feelings AND his legs). the moment he opened up to you about being a submissive, he initially felt a wave of embarrassment. after all, who could possibly ever expect a cold, chic, manly gentleman like jay to even consider being a sub? you’d be surprised. once he heard you express approval of such a kink on him, it felt like a breath of fresh air. it’s not easy to become vulnerable about such a thing.

jay never believed in conforming to traditional norms of masculinity where the man is an obnoxious chest thumping caricature who thinks that being “dominant” is the only way to be masculine. he believes a truly masculine man is one who has the guts to be vulnerable and make bold, unorthodox decisions that go against the grain of what society expects from men. he’s well aware of his hot daddy dilf essence. but he isn’t your conventional daddy. no - he’s a submissive daddy. a daddy who serves the princess and gives her that ‘princess treatment’ she deserves.

as jay kisses and caresses your entire body, he showers you with praise and observes your expressions closely.

“princess, you have the most gorgeous body to ever exist and I want to take in every bit of it,” he vocalizes as he fingers you. “sometimes, it’s hard for me to believe that i’m in the presence of a lovely lady like you. daddy always wants to be good for you.”

his fingers penetrate deeper and his gaze darkens as he sees the sly smirk forming on your face.

“even when i’m at work, all i can ever think about is how my pretty princess is feeling. you deserve to be spoiled. don’t ever listen to anyone who shames you for being a spoiled brat or gold digging whore. they misunderstand the love we have for each other”

jay takes the fingers out of your pussy and replaces them with his mouth instead. the tent in his pants only grows stiffer and inundates his mind further. your heat possesses him to submission and he gets absolutely lost in your dripping slick.

“a good husband always submits to his wife. and i take great pride in submitting to such a bedazzling pretty princess like you.”

as he attacks your pussy with his sweet, loving kisses, he innocently looks up at you with the cutest pout ever and asks, “p-princess….am I p-….pleasing you right?” 🥺

jake.

jake is the sweetest, most wholesome boyfriend ever. he has the most heartwarming love for physics, dogs, his family, his friends, and of course……YOU - his mistress. he’s a nerdy little simp who caters to your every whim. all the other nerds envy him for having a drop dead gorgeous gf like you.

jake’s unwavering adoration for you shines through in every gesture and word. his chirpy demeanor is the most endearing quality about him and you think he’s the absolute cutest because of that. he possesses the kind of cuteness that makes you want to pinch his cheeks and shower him with kisses. you love him with all your heart and he loves you tenfold.

in vulnerable moments, jake finds solace in your embrace, relishing the safety and security that your presence provides. he trusts you implicitly, surrendering himself completely to your care and guidance. your approval means everything to him, and he achingly seeks to earn it through unwavering devotion and obedience.

can he be a brat? certainly. jake has his moments when he likes being tamed by his ruthless, sexy mistress. but the majority of the time, he’s mistress’ good little boy.

despite his “nerdy” tendencies, jake possesses a mischievous streak that emerges when he wants attention from his mistress. he might playfully tease you or engage in witty banter, reveling in the opportunity to provoke a reaction from you. yet, beneath his playful facade lies a deep-seated need to be controlled by you. he is a slave to your desires.

throughout your relationship, jake’s submissive nature became increasingly intertwined with his geeky identity. he has a borderline scientific obsession with your body and wants to know everything there is to know about it. he’s longing to discover what pleases you and how to best serve the needs of his mistress.

his love for you is like the gravitational pull of a black hole – inescapable and infinitely powerful. every moment with you feels like a scientific discovery, unraveling the mysteries of love and desire. your dominion is his north star. it guides him through the darkness and into a place of boundless subservience.

servitude is jake’s middle name. his respect for you extends beyond mere words and gestures. he delights in showering you with thoughtful gifts, whether it’s a handcrafted origami flower or a meticulously prepared home-cooked meal. each gesture is a testament to his boundless affection and desire to make you feel cherished.

one might assume that a wholesome nerd like him isn’t into anything freakish or wild. however, the opposite actually rings true. after all…he IS a scorpio man….

you see, jake has a HUGE weakness for you in black leather, latex, pvc, etc. because he knows that once you’re in your kinky attire, there’s no going back. i could totally envision jake being into something like bootlicking. picture this - you sitting on edge of the bed with your pretty OTK black leather boots on, and he licks those boots from the top of the knee all the way to the bottom.

or even better…..you going, “jakeyyy I need help putting on these boots 🥺👉🏼👈🏼”. and jake, being the servile prince he is, is more than willing to take the time tie every intricate knot of your boots. it’s a sensual sight for both of you. he’d also love to do the same thing with your other bdsm attire like fishnets, corsets, etc. because he adores “helping” you put them on.

jake is definitely a body worship guy. he wants his mistress to know how beautiful she is and how much he loves her. he wants you to know he’s always there to pamper you when you need it. all soft and kissy. 🥺 to him, just your mere presence is orgasmic. he feels that the moment you’re scantily clad, his brain is scrambled. even when you aren’t touching each other, you dominate him on a deep, emotional, symbolic level. he’s deeply fixated on you. it’s as if you casted a spell or induced deep hypnosis on him. something about you makes him want to obey you and carry out all your wishes. through it all, jake remains your loyal companion and devotee.

as jake finishes tying every lace to your sexy OTK leather boots, he adorably looks up at you, welcomed by your sultry, penetrating gaze.

“embracing my role as the slave to your desires ignites a spark within me that surpasses the excitement of any laboratory experiment,” he declares as he hugs and kisses your boots, “and i am more than eager to undergo every trial and test in your presence.”

jake begins the bootlicking from the bottom up, his sly smirk never leaving his face. the way he so confidently makes eye contact with you while licking away drives you fucking crazy. this man is so freaky and you love it. taking his sweet time with each foot.

as he makes his way up to your knees, he kisses and caresses them both with gentle, tender softness. “with every command you issue, you rewrite the laws of my existence, molding me into the perfect servant for you, my mistress.”

sunghoon.

don’t be fooled by his intimidating, stone cold front. because beneath it all, sunghoon has THEE softest, mushiest heart ever. he rarely falls in love. but whenever he does, he falls HARD. and you were the one who shook his world and lit up his universe. sunghoon is often afraid to display such a raw, vulnerable side of him to others. after all, love is tough and scary. and sunghoon’s personality is widely misunderstood by others. there’s more to the surface than you’d expect.

but something about you makes him want to unveil himself bit by bit - both figuratively and literally. you make sunghoon want to surrender himself to you. he will move the earth and sky for you and is merely putty in your hands. he’s protective of you like a knight & shining armor with his queen. he will treat his lover like a living deity. he views you as a goddess and is the type of man to get down on his knees for you, hug your legs, and bow down to you the same way ancient civilizations revered goddesses. that’s the level of power you possess over him.

in your presence, sunghoon’s tough exterior melts away like ice in the sun. you become the center of his universe, your light guiding his every step. he finds solace in your embrace, comfort in your presence, and strength in your love. with you, he discovers a vulnerability he never knew existed, yet he embraces it willingly, knowing that you hold his heart with the utmost care. your influence over him is undeniable, like a force of nature bending to your will. sunghoon becomes not just a lover, but a devoted servant to your happiness, ready to move mountains and cross oceans to ensure your well-being.

sunghoon is such a simp for you in a way that would leave heejayke shocked. so much to a level where it’d put soft boyfriend heeseung, submissive dilf jay, and geeky simp jake to shame. they’d never expect someone like him to get so lovesick. they’re so used to his icy facade that they’re unaware of the fire beneath. it takes a special type of person to awaken that out of him. no one could ever foresee such an esteemed man of logic and restraint behave so irrationally for you.

goddess - that’s what sunghoon addresses you as. because it’s true! your dual nature of being kind & nurturing, yet fierce and ruthless is reminiscent of how ancient goddesses could bless or hex you in an instant. it’s what he respects about you. you possess the depth and breadth of the divine feminine. whenever he looks at you, he sees you as someone who commands respect.

and i just KNOW he’s one of those subs who repeatedly says “thank you thank you thank you” over and over when inundated by pleasure from his beloved. 😢 sometimes he feels guilty for receiving it all because first and foremost, he gets off on getting you off.

sunghoon is intrigued by the idea of you with black heels, stockings, a short skirt, etc. while those big, buff, beautiful arms are tied behind his back and you pull him in to suck your pussy. he likes when he’s fully naked and you’re (somewhat??) clothed. it puts on a specific power dynamic that he very well gets off of. he’s willing to bare it all for you, both symbolically and literally. sunghoon is totally the type to cry happy tears of gratitude while he messes with your pussy. he loves it when you have your way and you do whatever you want to him.

he gets off on situations where he can’t touch himself but he can touch you. such as his arms tied back as mentioned earlier, OR a chastity cage so that he doesn’t jerk off while he gets you off. you honestly don’t mind if he jerks off while pleasuring you. you find it hot. but he insists on the resistance anyways because he believes that such a buildup leads to a more intense climax for both of you later on.

just imagine….him with a sweet, pouty face and his loving words towards you as he kisses your thighs and dives into your slick with his lips…..

“mmm…m-my beautiful love goddess,” he cries. “thank you. thank you so much. i am all yours. i exist just for your pleasure. i hope you realize how much I love you. you’re my everything.”

tears start dripping down his eyes because of the immense gratitude he feels for you. the act of eating you out gets him into a deep trance. once he starts, he just can’t stop.

“goddess….your existence is a blessing. i worship you because your presence illuminates my world. i surrender completely to you, devoted to fulfilling your every desire.”

[jina1028]

Mine

Sunghoon x fem!reader

Part 3 of Beautiful nuisance

Part 1 / Part 2

Word count: 6k

Categories: Sunghoon x fem!reader, dom!Sunghoon, angst, a little bit of fluff, smut, alcohol consumption, unprotected sex, creampie, spanking, snowballing (kinda?), kissing, marking, fingering, masturbation, blowjob, exibition kink, voyeurism, cum play, cockwarming, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, crying (the sex was that good), dom/sub undertones, cuddling, mentions of aftercare, tell me if I missed anything

A. N. Guys I put my heart and soul into this, I hope you enjoy! I feel like this may be the dirtiest smut I've ever written idk you tell me...

I think the series might end like this, tell me what you think, if I should write a continuation or like some kind of spin-off not relevant to the general plot or something.

As always 🔞 MDNI 🔞

Pics are not mine, characters and events described in my jobs do not depict real people or events.

Thanks for reading, enjoy!

~♡~

Guilt.

That's all you felt on monday when Jisung showed up with a timid smile at the door of the office you shared, as usual holding a warm cup of your favorite coffee in his big hands.

You tried to greet him as usual but you could feel your face muscles stiffen as you half smiled at him, taking the cup from him, careful not to graze his fingers doing so.

You knew you would feel awkward meeting Jisung at work after Sunghoon's request, especially for the fact you had sex with the man now in front of you, and you barely replied to his texts the day after.

He probably was thinking he did something wrong, you felt it meeting his gaze behind his specs.

He looked at you with confusion in his dark brown eyes, awkwardness and like he was holding back from asking tons of questions.

You, yourself were holding back from trying to explain the situation to him, to reassure him of never doing anything wrong at all. Hell, what could you even say to explain yourself?

Hey, I tried to use you to forget about Sunghoon, who works for our biggest competitor, who I had sex with and probably have feelings for, and now I can't talk to you ‘cause he said so and I feel like a pathetic bitch ‘cause I also like you.

Yeah, that summed up the situation but would have sounded like absolute bullshit.

You decided to momentarily ignore the elephant in the room and sat at your desk, your still untouched coffee by the side of your computer screen, as you started going through your emails.

Jisung stood there by the door for a couple of seconds, then he just feebly sighed and sat at his own computer, letting the room fall silent, the only sign of life the sound of your keyboards and mouses clicking for a while.

You glanced at him now and then, feeling the tension in the room, but you quickly shifted your gaze back to your screen as he suddenly rolled back on his chair, stretching his long arms above his head with a low grunt.

He briefly turned to look directly at you as he stood up.

“I need some fresh air, you wanna come with me to the balcony?”

You looked at him as he adjusted his dark blue tie around the collar of his white shirt.

You broke eye contact immediately, going back to type some more before replying “I need to finish this now, sorry.”

He silently nodded, grabbing his coat and exiting the room without adding a word.

As soon as Jisung left the room you let out a shaky breath.

Acting cold and detached was going to be more difficult than you expected, and you wondered if this was even the right decision.

You liked him and didn't want him to think you acted like that because of him. Also you had to work with him, you needed to get along.

How did you get yourself in such a situation?

The next day replayed almost the same, you barely acknowledged him as you started working right away, trying to stay focused all morning, until it was lunch break.

Jisung glanced at you a few minutes past 12.

“Do you wanna have lunch together? Our usual place added a new plate to the menu I wanted to try…” he trailed off as you stopped typing on your keyboard.

“Sorry, I'm on a diet, I think I'm gonna skip lunch…” you lied.

“Y/N… Is something wrong? You barely texted back the other day, yesterday you didn't drink your coffee and didn't have lunch because you didn't feel good… Now you're skipping lunch because you're on a diet?”

Jisung frowned, looking at you with both anger and pain in his eyes.

You didn't know how to respond, you just bit your lips, looking away from his deep brown eyes, only managing a weak “I'm sorry…”

“For what exactly?”

You fidgeted with the hem of your sleeves.

“For having sex with me?” Jisung’s voice was rising in frustration.

“Keep your voice down! What if someone hears?” you tried to shush him.

“Do you regret it?” his voice lowered just a little bit as he started nervously biting on the inside of his cheeks and clenching his hands into fists, his eyebrows a straight line as he tried to keep his composure.

“What? No-” you interrupted yourself “Are we really talking about this at work, Jisung?”

He looked at you shrugging “You ignore my texts, where am I supposed to talk about it?”

He had a point…

“Listen, I care about you, I don't regret what happened saturday night. I just… need to fix something with someone else, then-”

Jisung interrupted you “Is it Sunghoon?”

“Yeah… Honestly, I'm really confused right now, I need to clear my mind, then I promise we'll talk about whatever you want.”

You tried to make him feel your sincerity by locking eyes with him. You saw hurt and sorrow in his gaze, which broke your heart, especially knowing it was your fault.

Jisung grabbed his coat and exited the door “See you later.”

The rest of the day went on in total silence between the two of you, until it was time to leave.

You two went separate ways outside the company building, barely looking at each other or saying bye.

You felt like total shit, you absolutely fucked up.

As you dragged yourself home, you bought some pizza on your way, you didn't even eat all day.

When you got home you ate your dinner, forcing the food down into your tight stomach, and started getting ready to finally meet Sunghoon.

A warm shower helped you relieve your tension from the hard day at work and your unforgiving thoughts, your mind constantly going back and forth between Jisung and your sorrow, and Sunghoon and your impatience.

Not knowing what was about to come made you nervous, you were scared of worsening the whole situation between you and the two men.

A cold breeze made you shiver and tighten your black coat around your body as you went on your way to meet Sunghoon, entering a taxi, looking at the passing lights outside the window as pop music softly played from the car's speakers.

The longer the wait, the more your anxiety built up, until you eventually reached your destination, paying for your drive and finding yourself staring up at the tall building towering over you.

Sunghoon's apartment was right there, and you took your phone from your black purse to inform him of your arrival.

He texted you his internal number as you heard the main door open for you.

You entered the luminous, spacious hall and waited for the elevator. Once inside you checked your reflection in the full mirror in front of you, fixing the hem of your black skirt as you opened your coat, the temperature warm enough compared to the weather outside.

Reaching the 14th floor the elevator's door opened on a long, illuminated hallway, your heels echoing as they clicked on the black, glossy tiles on the floor with every step that brought you closer to Sunghoon's door.

You stopped in front of the white door, ringing the bell and taking deep breaths before the lock clicked open.

When Sunghoon appeared on the other side of the door a bit of your tension dissipated, and you realized it was due to the fact you missed him, missed his deep gaze on you, his gentle smile, the same he displayed right now in front of you, extending his hand to you, inviting you in.

You let his warm hand take yours as he gently pulled you inside, closing the door behind you, guiding you to the spacious living room and sitting on a black sofa while getting rid of your coat.

The living room connected to the kitchen in a big open space where black, white and gray were the main colors. It looked tidy and clean, and a few floor lamps immersed the space into a dim, warm light.

The big window next to the sofa provided a nice view of the city lights.

You noticed two tumbler glasses on his black coffee table, along with some ice cubes and liquors on the side.

“I missed you, Y/N” Sunghoon left your hand to caress your cheek, not moving any further to let you slowly get accustomed to his touch again.

You relished in the warmth of his touch “I missed you too…” your words couldn't be more sincere.

“What took you so long?” Sunghoon slightly frowned as he searched your eyes for an answer before you could even reply after a few moments of thought.

“I… I was scared. I still am.”

“Why?” he pressed, his deep eyes still locked to yours, hand now resting on yours on the sofa.

“I don't know, many things I guess…”

He stayed silent, waiting for you to continue as he took a bottle from the coffee table, pouring the liquor in your glasses. He took one and offered it to you, which you gladly accepted and held in your hand, taking a small sip.

“Our job… It's dangerous to get involved with one another, we're supposed to be rivals, not to have a relationship, or whatever you wanna call it” you shook your head, finally letting someone else know the issues that bored into your mind all this time.

“How can we separate the two things? I can't” you sighed, taking another sip, letting the bittersweet liquor soothe your mouth and your mind.

Sunghoon just listened in silence, thinking about the right answer for your question, failing to find one.

“What if we're both rivals and lovers? That's what we are, Y/N.”

You looked at him confused, still in need of finding a solution to this issue.

“We'll just act as usual when we're working, you think you can do that?” he asked.

You nodded, listening to him as he continued.

“And we won't talk about work when we're together.”

He made it that simple, but it wasn't, for you.

What if you fell in love? Would you still be able to act as usual while you worked? Wouldn't it be too difficult for you not to let your feelings for him influence your performance?

What would happen if your companies found out about what was happening between the two of you?

If you fell for each other how could you build a normal relationship together if your jobs couldn't even allow that?

You wanted to ask all those questions but stayed silent, not wanting to admit you were scared of falling for him, not knowing if he even felt the same.

He saw your hesitant demeanor, aware of the storm of thoughts that was probably going on into your head.

“I'm scared too” Sunghoon admitted, his simple confession pulling you out of your train of thoughts.

You looked at him surprised, even a bit relieved, you felt like maybe he could understand how you felt.

“Because I want you to be mine, and I know it will be difficult” he continued, squeezing your hand into his.

“But I wanna try…” he finally stated.

Sunghoon lifted your hand to his face, pressing his soft lips on your knuckles, looking sweetly into your eyes.

He kept kissing your hand, observing you from under his long lashes as he inhaled your hypnotic scent, until he used the same hand that still held yours to pull you closer to him.

The sudden movement caused you to press your body into his, your free hand resting on his broad chest to prevent you from falling on top of him.

He brought his hand to your nape as he closed the distance, capturing your lips in a warm kiss.

You gladly let his tongue slip into your mouth, intertwining with yours as the kiss deepened, making you moan into his mouth as his hands traveled on your body, eventually cupping one of your breasts through the thin fabric of your maroon shirt.

Sunghoon kept kissing you fervently, massaging and stroking his thumb on your right breast until he felt your nipple harden under his teasing touch, earning a shaky moan from you.

He smirked into the kiss, starting to work on the buttons of your shirt to reveal your white lace bra.

He drew back from you to fully admire the view, mentally cursing at the sight, when something else caught his attention.

A splotch of color on the otherwise perfect skin at the base of your neck, purple and yellow mingling together in what looked like a relatively recent hickey.

You followed his gaze as you noticed his eyes darkening, gasping at the realization and covering up the mark with your hand, which Sunghoon immediately grasped and tore from your skin to prevent you from hiding.

“What's this?” he didn't even raise his voice a little bit, but the tone was scary.

When you didn't reply, still trying to find your words, Sunghoon let his other big hand fall on your thigh with a smack, a yelp leaving your mouth. You could see a red mark forming through the thin black tights you were still wearing.

“Was it that guy at the cafe?”

You avoided his stare, looking at your reddened thigh as you hesitantly nodded in response.

“So you fucked him too?”

Sunghoon's eyes felt both icy and scalding hot as he glared at you with knitted brows.

“It was before you told me to stop seeing him…” you managed to explain, not sure if that made it any better.

He chuckled darkly as he lightly scratched the mark on your neck with his thumb.

“Should I mark you up, ruin you for everyone who even think they can fuck you?”

You gulped the knot forming in your throat as Sunghoon tilted your neck to the side, assaulting your skin on the same spot Jisung had marked, licking, biting and sucking, with the goal of ruining your neck for everyone to see for the next two weeks.

The feeling of his lips on your sensitive skin and the bites on your neck sent shivers down your spine to your core, making you whimper in both pain and pleasure as Sunghoon painted your skin, one of his hands pulling your hair to keep you steady as he marked you up, his other arm embracing you in a possessive manner.

After a while you started lightly pushing your hands on his chest, your neck too sensitive to endure his sucking and biting anymore.

He detached from your skin with one last harsh suck, eyeing his work of art, satisfied.

Sunghoon let your open shirt slide down your shoulders, completely removing it, as he attached his lips to your skin once again, traveling down your chest, sucking a trail of purple marks on his way to your left nipple, sliding the strap of your bra down your shoulder to expose your breast and suck lightly on your bud.

He intensified his ministrations the more you moaned, tangling your fingers in his thick hair and pulling as you felt him suck harshly, then grazing his teeth on the hardened bud, making you whimper.

You started to feel uncomfortable, your panties now drenched in your arousal as you rubbed your thighs together, your movement not going unnoticed by Sunghoon.

He suddenly stood up, pulling you up with him.

“Strip. Just keep your bra and panties.”

His commanding tone didn't leave any doubts and you obediently stepped out of your heels, removing your skirt and tights, then waiting for his next order.

Sunghoon rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, then he sat back down on the sofa, palming himself through his dark jeans as he ogled your almost completely naked body.

“I don't think marking your neck was enough…”

Confusion must've been visible on your face as he chuckled, then he instructed you once again.

“Lay down on my lap, I need you ass up on my legs.”

He patted his thighs while looking lustfully into your eyes, as you hesitantly stepped forward to position yourself on his lap.

“Sunghoon, please…”

He interrupted you, looking straight into your pleading eyes “Don't you think you deserve a punishment?”

You honestly thought you deserved it, you were just scared of what awaited you, since this was your first time experiencing that kind of treatment.

You nodded in defeat, digging your nails into your own fists as you waited for your deserved punishment.

Sunghoon groped your ass cheeks, appreciating your choice of wearing a matching set of lingerie once again, as he bit his bottom lip preparing for the first hit.

His right hand left your cheek and came down in an instant, smacking your skin loudly as you whimpered.

“Don't tense up, it's gonna hurt more” he suggested, massaging your reddening skin.

Then he smacked your other cheek, giving it the same treatment as the other one, massaging as his big handprint formed on your skin.

Sunghoon moved the thin fabric of your panties to fully expose your skin, the material pressing up into your slit as he pulled, exposing your wet folds to him as well.

“Fuck” he cursed under his breath, another smack making your ass jiggle, the burning sensation soon soothed by Sunghoon's massage, his thumb teasing your folds as he did so.

Your whimpers turned into moans the more he smacked and massaged your ass, pain bordering into pleasure, your mind and your body no more capable of distinguishing the two, as you unconsciously started rubbing your thighs together to soothe your throbbing pussy.

Of course that didn't go unnoticed by Sunghoon, who was starting to feel uncomfortably tight in his jeans.

He kept smacking your ass as more blood rushed to the surface of your skin, making it feel like it was on fire, as you whimpered and yelped, an unexpected moan escaping now and then.

When he was sure his handprints would last for days on your ass he instructed you to move a bit, so now your face was at the same level of his crotch, while he unbuttoned his jeans and lowered them along with his black boxers.

“Now be a good girl and open up for me.”

Sunghoon lightly slapped his stiff dick on your cheek, urging you to turn your face and take it in your mouth.

You obeyed without a second thought, genuinely wanting to pleasure him as much as you could to make up for your mistakes.

You wrapped your lips around his tip as your tongue swiped up the underside into the slit, tasting a salty drop of precum, the suction making him groan as he caressed the top of your head.

His free hand slid down your body, past your aching ass, reaching your neglected cunt.

Sunghoon pulled your panties to the side and dipped his long fingers between your folds, spreading your slick and drawing circles on your clit.

Your moans sent vibrations through his dick, eliciting another groan as he slightly thrusted his hips up into your warm mouth, his hand keeping your head in place allowing him to push deeper.

He grinned at your whimper, fangs poking out. He started to shallowly rut into your mouth, hissing every time he would graze the back of your mouth as you let out choked moans due to the constant movements of his fingers on your clit.

Sunghoon suddenly slipped a finger inside your hole, making you mewl around his dick, curling his finger and soon adding a second one, stretching you out so good you started to unconsciously push your hips back onto his hand, planting your knees in the cushions.

“Fuck, so greedy you fuck yourself on my fingers while I fuck your mouth…”

You moaned at his dirty words.

“Such a good girl, keep going…”

He hissed as he pushed your head lower on his thick cock, hitting the back of your mouth over and over with his thrusts until it pushed past into your throat, making you gag and choke.

You should've seen that coming, Sunghoon was a head pusher, you knew, and you were reminded well as he kept your head pressed down while you gagged and struggled to breathe around his cock, drool coating his length and throat spasming on his tip as he groaned loudly.

“Keep fucking yourself, who told you to stop?”

Sunghoon mocked you, finally letting go of your head and allowing you to slip his dick out of your mouth, gasping for air, a mix of drool and precum dribbling down your chin.

He curled his fingers still inside your cunt and thrusted hard into you a few times, making you yelp in both surprise and pleasure.

“I told you to fuck yourself on my fingers.”

You resumed your movements, feeling already tired and spent for enduring his spanking and struggling to breathe, but you obeyed nonetheless, chasing both your pleasure and his approval.

“If you do a good job and make yourself come like this I'll reward you.”

Sunghoon twisted his wrist, positioning his hand so his thumb grazed your slick clit with your every movement, while he used his other hand to grab his shaft and tap it on your swollen lips.

He didn't need to speak for you to open your mouth and eagerly start sucking again on the tip, allowing him to guide you up and down on his flushed dick as he pulled your hair.

He was more gentle this time, holding back from harshly fucking your mouth and so allowing you to focus on your task.

You kept moving your hips against his hand, his long fingers reaching deep, occasionally curling and stroking your g-spot, making you clench hard and loudly moan around his shaft.

Sunghoon's dick twitched every time you clenched on his fingers, imagining how it would feel once he finally fucked your tight, sopping cunt, while at the same time he struggled not to come at the sight and feeling of your pretty lips wrapping around his cock, stretching so well to accommodate his size, lewd, wet sounds from both your mouth and your pussy clouding his mind.

He bit his bottom lip hard as he tried to push back his approaching orgasm, eyes rolling to the back of his head as his jaw slacked and a breathy moan escaped his lips.

“You close?” he managed to keep a steady voice as he noticed you started clenching harder and more often on his fingers, your moans growing in volume.

You fucked yourself a couple more times as Sunghoon kept curling his fingers, aiming at your sweet spot, and you came hard, your walls spasming around his digits, your juices coating them and leaking out of your cunt onto his hand.

Sunghoon took that as his signal.

He abruptly removed his fingers from your pussy, yanking you off his cock as he quickly stood up, clenching his fist around his shaft.

“Sit pretty and open up.”

You obediently sat in front of him with your knees on the cushions as he faced you, jerking off as you opened your mouth for him.

He fisted himself a few times, breathing harshly, then he grabbed your jaw as he laid his engorged tip on your tongue and shot load after load, a few hitting your throat, but most of his cum collecting on your tongue.

Sunghoon hissed and groaned, swiping his tip on your bottom lip, smearing the last few drops on it.

You looked up at him with doe eyes, waiting for his next instructions.

“Remove you panties, sit back, spread your legs for me and use my cum to fuck yourself.”

You let your panties fall to the ground as you stood, then you moved to let your back rest against the sofa and you spread your legs with your knees bent, carefully aiming at your pussy as you let Sunghoon's cum fall from your mouth onto your clit and folds.

Sunghoon watched, enraptured, as you reached your fingers to your folds, collecting the cum you just spat on yourself to bring it downward to your hole, pushing it inside with two fingers and pumping a few times.

“This is my reward” he stated, “letting you use my cum to pleasure yourself.”

You whined, embarrassed as you let him watch you finger yourself, your face hotter than ever.

“What, it's not enough for you?” he asked in a condescending tone.

You shook your head as you continued to finger yourself, stopping only to gather the slick cum that seeped out from your hole only to push it back in, gaining a hum of approval from Sunghoon.

He patted your head with a sly smirk on his lips.

“If you make yourself squirt maybe I'll feel generous and fuck you… Sounds good?”

“Yes, please…” you begged as he caressed your warm cheek.

“Then you gotta work hard for it.”

He drew back and sat on the coffee table in front of you, grabbing his still half full glass and taking a sip as he watched you put on a show for him.

Sunghoon unbuttoned his shirt stripping out of it and laid back a little on his left hand, bringing the other to his lap after taking another long sip from the glass, spreading his legs and lazily palming his still half hard dick which was currently laying on his lower abs.

He was enraptured by the way your fingers pushed his thick cum into your tight hole, a white ring forming around your digits as it seeped out the more you pushed, a few whines leaving your lips as you curled your fingers, looking for the spot that Sunghoon somehow could find so easily.

You were torn between focusing on your task, looking at his hand curling around his shaft as he slowly pumped it, making it fully hard again, or diving into his eyes, his dark, half lidded gaze hypnotizing you.

Then as you dived into his deep eyes you grazed the perfect spot inside of you, groaning as you aimed at it over and over, your eyes still connected, the intensity of his gaze combined to your fast strokes finally pushing you over the edge, clear, warm liquid squirting on your hand, your clenching pushing his cum out of your wet hole.

Sunghoon groaned at the sight, tugging a few more times at his cock as you whimpered and gasped to catch your breath.

He slowly stood up from the coffee table to approach you, bending down while holding himself up with a hand on the back of the sofa, next to your head.

He lifted your chin up with the other hand, softly pressing his lips on yours, slowly licking and sucking while you closed your eyes, whimpering and parting your lips to deepen the kiss, as Sunghoon tasted himself sucking on your lips and tongue.

He slowly detached from your lips, a thin string of saliva breaking in the process while you chased his warmth, eventually throwing your arms around his neck before he could fully straighten his back, his strong arms hugging you tight to prevent you from making both of you fall with the risk of him crushing you.

You caught him off guard, his heart suddenly swelling and beating faster at your display of affection. He found himself smiling into your neck, inhaling your scent as he fluttered his eyes closed.

Sunghoon allowed himself to relish this sweet moment before he regained some semblance of composure, holding your waist as he lowered you back on the sofa.

You sat there, looking up at him with wide, glossy eyes, biting your lower lip, your face hot.

Sunghoon gently caressed your cheek “You did a good job” he complimented you, “Do you think you deserve to be fucked?”

You seriously pondered his question, you still felt like you didn't deserve him, feeling like you failed him.

“No, I don't deserve it” you answered, hugging yourself sheepishly, feeling more vulnerable than ever.

“Why is that?” Sunghoon asked curiously, furrowing his thick brows, looking deeply into your eyes.

“I said I was yours, but in the end…” you trailed off, looking up at him “I failed you, I'm a disappointment…”

“Don't say that.” Sunghoon shook his head.

“Just promise you'll be mine and I'll be yours.”

He brushed his plush lips on yours “And I'll fuck you good every time you need it.”

You chuckled against his lips, feeling your cheeks heat up.

“Sounds good…” you admitted.

“You have to promise” Sunghoon leaned his forehead on yours, restraining himself from kissing you again.

“I'm yours. I promise. A billion times.”

Sunghoon caught your lips once again in a heated kiss, cradling the back of your head against his palm as you did the same, diving your fingers into his soft hair and grazing his exposed shoulder with your other hand, your nails leaving red marks and imprints as he started to explore your body.

He started to grow impatient of getting inside you, your little moans going straight to his cock as he groped every inch of your body he laid his hands on.

As his urges got to him he stood up to remove his jeans and boxers, still hanging from his hips until that moment, but as he did so you followed him, eagerly throwing yourself into his chest, making him stumble backwards.

He chuckled, his eyes wide with surprise as he caught you and suddenly spun you around, making you take a few steps until your back pressed to the white marble kitchen island.

Sunghoon helped you lift up on the counter, the cold surface cooling down your hot core, making you shiver as you pulled on his neck to claim his plush, warm lips once again, tangling your fingers into his dark locks and your legs around his hips, pulling him in pressing your calves against his butt.

He braced himself with a hand on the counter next to you, his shaft stroking against your folds and clit as he let you pull him in between your legs, a little gasp escaping his throat while he started rolling his hips into yours, his lips traveling down your jaw and neck, occasionally sucking on your sensitive skin.

The pressure of his stiff cock onto your clit as he humped into you made you mewl, trying to push yourself against him, urging him to fill you up.

Sunghoon took the hint, slapped his dick on your wet clit a couple times and stroked his tip down your slit, collecting your arousal and easily pushing it into your awaiting hole, as he bent one of your knees up to reach deeper, supporting you with his other hand on the small of your back.

He glanced down to where your bodies connected, hair falling on his furrowed eyebrows, taking deep breaths as he marveled at the way your glistening cunt stretched to take him in, clenching as you uselessly tried to fuck yourself on his dick.

“So pretty, I love it when you're full of my cock…” Sunghoon growled as he drew back a couple of inches and fucked deep into your tight hole, wetness starting to drip down your ass as he picked up his pace, short, deep thrusts hitting your sweet spot.

It felt like he was trying to split you open with the force with which he rutted into you and how deep he reached, feeling like he stretched your hole more and more, completely filling you up.

You braced yourself on his shoulders, clawing on them, leaving half moons on his skin as he moved his hands to your thighs, gripping at the flesh as he pulled you in with every hard stroke of his hips.

His raspy moans and your high pitched whimpers mixed with lewd, wet sounds filling the room.

Sunghoon's thrusts turned into long strokes, leaving only the tip inside before thrusting his whole length back in, aiming at your g-spot with incredible precision as your whimpers turned into loud whines and more arousal seeped out onto the counter.

“Bet he couldn't make you scream like this huh?” Sunghoon breathed into your ear with a particularly hard thrust.

You couldn't understand entirely what he was saying, your fogged mind only thinking about Sunghoon and the way he fucked your sensitive cunt, making you feel like you were burning up as he pushed you to the edge and over.

You shook your legs under his grasp as you came hard around his cock, your walls spasming uncontrollably as you let out a long wail.

Sunghoon kept fucking into you without mercy through your orgasm and beyond, overstimulating you to the point you started sobbing, the line between pleasure and pain getting blurry.

“Just like that, baby, come around my cock…”

His thrusts became more erratic as you kept trembling and whining, your arms that still clung to Sunghoon finally giving up as you let yourself fall on the kitchen surface, knocking down on the floor a few napkins in the process.

“Gonna come inside and fill you up.”

You just nodded in response, wanting nothing more than that.

With a few more powerful thrusts Sunghoon stilled for a brief moment as he shot his cum deep inside your cunt, then he shallowly rocked his hips into yours as he milked himself dry, shot after shot, his cum seeping out around his shaft with every thrust, his almost melodic moans filling your ears as you tried to catch your breath.

When he was done he let his cock slip out of your hole and collected the cum that managed to get out with his tip, only to push it back inside with a groan as you gasped both in surprise and sensitivity.

He repeated the action a few times until he was satisfied, keeping you plugged with his dick preventing his cum to seep out again.

You stayed like that for a little while as both of you caught your breaths, Sunghoon massaging your thighs as you sighed contentedly.

As the rush of pleasure and adrenaline died down you realized a few tears started escaping from the corner of your eyes, and as Sunghoon admired the result of his ravage, he noticed your watery eyes and small sobs.

He gently took your hands and lifted you up to embrace you delicately into his chest as he kissed the top of your head.

“Hey baby, what's wrong?”

You could hear worry in his voice.

You wrapped your legs tight around his hips as he was still inside you, struggling to find your voice, so after a few seconds of trying you stuttered out your response.

“I-I don't know… I think y-you just fucked me too good.”

You chuckled a little, trying to lighten the mood, reassuring him as he let out a sigh of relief.

“That, and I missed you…” you admitted timidly, nuzzling your face into the crook of his warm neck.

Sunghoon held you tightly, stroking your back.

“You have no idea how much I missed you… I started thinking it was all a wet dream, the only thing keeping me sane all this time were your panties.”

You giggled, remembering your panties were still hostage of the handsome man that also stole your heart.

“I want them back, by the way…” you warned him jokingly “What did you do to them?”

You lifted your curious gaze on Sunghoon, who teasingly half smirked at you, showing one of his canines and wiggling his eyebrows once.

“First, let's take a nice bath, then later I may even show you…”

You giggled at his captivating suggestion, marveling at the incredible sex drive Sunghoon was displaying.

He grazed his lips on yours, as he lowered his voice.

“We have all night… You're mine.”

[kittysarchive]

Dress up, Sunghoon

lingerie link -

warnings- smut, soft Dom Sunghoon, fem reader, sub reader, lingerie, pet names, fingering, cum play?, lmk if i missed anything

admiring yourself in your full body mirror, you do a swirl. With small white bows, thin fabric and crotchless panties, you knew Sunghoon was going to love it.

Hearing the front door open, you make you way to the bed. Lying there on your phone, you try to act unbotherd.

"Baby" Sunghoon calls out, placing the house keys in the bowl. You don't answer him. Calling out again, you hear Sunghoon near the door. Already left open, Sunghoon stares at your form. A blush forming onto his cheeks, a tent forms in his pants. He stares in silence.

"You look gorgeous" He breaks the silence. His sudden voice peers you away from your phone. Smiling at Sunghoon, he quickly closes the door behind him.

"Need you so bad" On the way to the bed, Sunghoon messily undresses, eager and desperate to taste. Getting onto the bed, he hovers over your frame.

"Thought it was time to get a new one" you say sweetly, blushing as you look up into his eyes. Giving no response, he bends down, kissing you deeply.

With no rush, passion is still there. Slow lips over yours, dancing lightly as his hand comes around your head. Holding you tight, his lips slowly speed up. Sucking onto your lips briefly, your open your mouth. Giving access to your mouth, his tongue dances on yours, exploring the wet cavern. Pulling apart from the deep kiss, a string of saliva connects your lips.

"I love you so much" Sunghoon declares, eyeing out your body. You looked so pretty. His hands trail your chest, squeezing your hips as his hands make his way down to your panties. Eyes slowly leaving your tits, Sunghoon doesn't stop his declaration of love.

"How did I get so lucky..." Fingers ghosting over your crotchless panties, he sucks in a breath. He couldn't ruin you today, he couldn't fuck you hard. He was going to fuck you slowly and you fill you up.

"Please Sunghoon" Your voice cracks. Without a warning, he pushes his index finger into your pussy. Feeling your warmth and tightness, he curls his fingers. Quickly finding your sweet spot, he feels your cunt squeeze his finger more. Slowly curling his finger, he inserts another into your pussy, causing your juices to soak his hand.

"So wet for me" Sunghoon hums, watching his hands glistens as his fingers continue to work in your pussy.

"Can't hold any longer" You mewl, laying your head back as you try to catch your breath. Sunghoon's mere fingers were enough to make you unfold.

"Go on, we got all night" He purrs. Hearing his reply, you can't hold any longer. Mouth opening wide, you cum all over his hand, coating more of his hand in your juices. Feeling you release over his hands; he pulls his fingers out of your soaking cunt.

Pulling away from your body, Sunghoon finally slides his boxers off. Throwing the boxers away, his hard, red member slaps his chest.

"Want me to ruin this pussy?" Sunghoon doesn't need your answer as he pulls your body closer to his. The yank knocks the breath out of your lungs.

Quickly fisting his already hard cock, he smears his precum over his length. With another pump of his fist, he easily inserts his shaft into your wet cunt.

"f-fuck" You wince, forgetting how big he was. With your already wet pussy, this only allowed him to slide in easier. He was too big to fit all the way in.

"I'll go slow" Sunghoon whispers, bringing his hand to your waist. Both to sooth you and steady himself. Pushing more of his red tip into your folds, he feels your pussy loosen, getting used to his size.

"Doing so good baby" His thumb rubs your hips. Setting his knees in a better stance, he is able to thrusts slowly into you. Slow and deep. Mouth agape, small whines escape as Sunghoons cock fills you to the brim. Pulling his hips back, he slides forward again slowly. Drawing as much pleasure as he can from you, minimising the pain.

Finding a careful rhythm, you welcome to slight stinging of pain. Sunhoons slow but deep thrusts allow him to bend over your body, embracing you into a deep kiss.

"Love you so much" His breath fans against your lips and he dives back into your mouth. Lips chasing your, he lightly bites onto yours.

"Love you hoon" You gasp out, feeling Sunghoons lips ghost aways from yours. Soon they find home on your neck. Sucking harshly and finding hidden sweet spots, his thrusts speed up, meeting his passion.

"Don't stop" Your hands reach up, fingers combing through his locks as you keep his head onto your neck. You didn't care what love bites you would wake up to.

"Right there!" You squeal, feeling Sunghoons tip brush past your sweet spot. Almost forgetting his slow thrusts, they quicks speed up hearing your squeal. Hips rutting up against yours, Sunghoons lips pull apart from your neck.

"This pussy was made for me" Sunghoon breaths out, hips speeding up more, you knee when was going to break. Hands still in his hair, you pull his scalp closer to you.

"Cum on me" You beg. Looking into your sweet fucked out eyes, he couldn't say no. Hips speeding up, fingers bruise your waist, he was ready to release.

Quickly pulling out of your heat, he fists his member before spilling his seed over your lingerie. Decorating your like a piece of art.

[donghoonie-3]

Imagine Hoon getting home all frustrated from work. He'd find you all busy and he'd walk straight towards you and probably just kiss you roughly without saying anything, then he'd pull your pants and underwear down as he starts to finger you, prepping you to take his big cock. Then he'd bend you over the nearest surface and push his cock inside you as he starts to pound harder into you, fucking all his frustrations into you as he relaxes hearing your sweet moans. Then he'd start pulling on your hair as he keeps thrusting into you and dirty talking into your ear until you cum all over his cock. He'd keep pounding into you, overstimulating you until he cums inside you, filling you up to the brim. Then he'd take you to the bed or couch so you both can cuddle and makeout for a while as he whispers sweet words against your lips.

CW// Consensual free use, breeding kink

The way I'd let him do anything to me ugh 😭😭 you're just about to welcome him home and then he cuts you off with a rough kiss <3 you'd know right away what he wants and you'd be more than happy to give it to him. Your moans would only make him thrust harder into you, wanting to hear more <3 he loves your pretty sounds so much, it drives him insane. "Gonna fucking breed you like this" he'd say that while he'd be pounding into you from the back with your body bent over the table or counter top. If you show any signs of liking what he said he'd say "you like that don't you? You want me to fill you up with my cum hm? Fucking cum slut" he'd thrust harder and slap you ass when he says the last thing skdbsj. Ugh the hair pulling 🥴 he'd pull at your hair to lift you head up a bit and maybe put his fingers into your mouth because you're being too loud <33. The aftercare afterwords :( he'd make sure you're okay <3 he would never want to hurt you so he'd be checking up on you ever now and then for a couple of hours <33. If you can't walk he'd carry you to your bed/couch after cleaning you up <3. He'd tell you how well you took him and how much he loves you 🥺 he'd be the sweetest during aftercare <33 he wouldn't want to leave your side just incase something happens 😭💖

[meowjunjun]

hiii i loveeee ur writing smmm 😭🎀 can u do a fic about ballstepping with sunghoon????????

Hihi yes of course I can!! And thank you that’s so sweet 🥹💕! I hope you enjoyyyy

Ball stepping w/ Sunghoon

Includes: hard sub boyfriend sunghoon, cbt, degradation, begging, overall lots of s&m, mean hard dom afab reader, hoon almost passes out

Not proofread, sorry if it sucks LOL

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Sunghoon had been your boyfriend for a couple months now. Sure you guys had done stuff before, but it was all typically vanilla. Sure you had been domming him, but you guys were still a fairly new couple and as it turns out, there’s a lot about him you still didn’t know. You never would’ve known that such a sweet, innocent boy would have a side like this to him.

You were cooking at the stove, making dinner for the two of you. All of a sudden, you feel a light tap on your shoulder. Not looking up from the stove, you sweetly say “Yes, Hoon?” He mutters something, but cuts himself off, refusing to continue his sentence. “What was that?” You question, unsure of what he was saying due to how quiet he was being.

“N-nevermind..” he replies softly, but doesn’t move from his spot behind you. You set down the wooden spoon next to the pot you were stirring, and shut off the stove. You turn around quickly, and before you can even tell what just happened you realize you’ve accidentally kneed Sunghoon in the crotch. His hands fly to his groin as he falls to the ground in pain, and you start profusely apologizing; but to your surprise he only lets out a loud moan in response to the pain and instinctively rubs his thighs together.

The sight below you is so insanely sexy, your tall boyfriend on the ground, face cherry red and eyebrows furrowed as he looks up at you with a desperate expression. “Hoon?” You ask, stunned, and not even sure what to say. He averts his eyes and stays silent, avoiding eye contact at all costs. “Look at me.” You demand, a neutral tone in your voice. He wasn’t sure what to think. Did you realize what was happening? Why he made that noise? He was so nervous, ashamed, and just feeling so many different emotions all at once.

However, he would never disobey you. He’s always obedient like that. He anxiously brings his eyes to meet yours, looking away periodically before bringing them back to you. You notice that even though it seems like the pain has subsided, for the most part, his hands are still covering his crotch. “Move your hands.”

He begins to protest “I-“, but you interrupt him sharply “You heard me. Move your hands.” He looks away again, and slowly moves his hands. He balls his fists up on top of his thighs, revealing a large tent in his pants. You notice that his breathing has grown shaky, pants leaving his soft lips as he stays in his place on the floor beneath you. His face is still bright pink, and a bead of sweat rolls down his neck. You call out his name but he rashly cuts you off. “It’s not what it looks like I- I swear I just-“ the words come out like vomit, and he’s unsure of how to finish his sentence.

“Hoon, did you like that?” You question him, staring him down like he’s your prey. “I- well it’s-“ he stutters. “Answer me. Did you like that? Why are you hard?” You can see tears forming in his eyes, the humiliation is making him burn up. “Y-yes I… I’m sorry it’s-…. I like when you’re mean to me. I-“ he pauses mid sentence and sniffles as his voice grows shaky and tears threaten to fall down his cheeks. “I like when you hurt me. I’m sorry I know it’s weird I just can’t h-“

He shuts up when you take a step closer to him, and he’s looking up at you with big puppy eyes. You swear you can see his cock twitch in the confines of his pants. He loves this feeling of intimidation. He loves feeling afraid of you.

You scoff at him, and he moves back on the floor a little bit, almost as if he’s trying to escape you. “You want me to hurt you? Yeah?” You lean down, tits now in full view for him, as you grab his face with one hand and bring it close to yours. “You’re such a gross fucking pervert, Hoon.” He only whines in response, the tears still falling.

You continue moving closer until he’s backed up against the wooden kitchen cabinets and can’t get away. You press your foot against his chest, pinning him there. “I honestly can’t believe you get off on this” you say mockingly, letting out a laugh. “You’re so m-mean…” he says quietly, looking up at you with pleading eyes. “Oh so I’m mean? Aren’t you the one who just told me you like when I’m mean to you?” You give him a nasty look, removing your foot from his chest and placing it back on the ground.

“Y-yes, I’m sorry I-“ he responds shyly, but he trails off and doesn’t finish his sentence. “Take your pants off.” You say aggressively, and he looks at you in awe for a second before obeying. He slides his pants and boxers off in one fluid motion, placing them beside him.

He looks absolutely beautiful. His hair is disheveled and soaked with sweat, and his cock is red, swollen, and dripping with precum even though you’ve barely even touched him. It almost looks painful.

He looks up at you, anticipating what you’ll do next. He never would’ve seen it coming, so you press your foot to his balls. Your heel crushes him, as you use the ball of your foot to press down on the base of his cock at the same time. He instantly lets out a pained groan, and he begins crying again. He squirms beneath your touch, blabbering incoherent nonsense. You had known he’s sensitive, but this is a whole new level of it.

You move your toes down to his heavy balls, and press harshly. They feel so full beneath you, poor boy must be pent up. “A-a-aah th-thank you.. s’ so good” he whines, throwing his head back from how good the pain feels. “You’re so fucking disgusting” you snicker, and he shuts his eyes tight in pleasure as he nods rapidly in agreement.

“Aw, how cute. At least you’re self aware.” You say in a sultry tone, as you swing your leg back and bring it up to him again, kicking him in the nuts. His body jolts as he winces, teeth bared from the feeling. You then give him a few quick jabs, watching his body and cock twitch each time. It’s almost entertaining to watch, especially since he’s so reactive and eager.

“Does that feel good, Hoonie?” You ask with faux sympathy in your voice as you begin crushing his cock by pressing it up against his stomach. “Yes, so good- so good I- please, need more” he cries out through gritted teeth.

“Oh you want more? Hm, I suppose I’ll indulge you today.” You continue stepping on him, and although he squirms like he doesn’t want it, he still ruts his hips up into your painful touch, needing more. “Are you really going to try and hump my foot? Have you forgot your manners, Hoon?” You ask with a tone of annoyance in your voice. His eyes widen, as he begs for forgiveness. “No, I’m sorry I won’t!! I’m sorry you just feel so good.. ah- I won’t, I swear..”

You smile seductively in response. “You’re so dirty, Hoon. It’s honestly pathetic that this is what gets you off.” He struggles to keep his hips down, and no matter how hard he tries, they just have a mind of their own. Either that, or he’s lost all self control. He’s just such a horny perv, it’s not his fault, right? But it’s not his fault, the way you talk down on him is just too good. He can’t help it.

You swiftly grab the neckline of his shirt and pull him up so he’s standing too. “Did you not hear a word I said? You’re so fucking dumb, useless mutt.” He’s too nervous to respond, so he knows it’s better for him to keep quiet. He knows his place. Sunghoon’s legs are weak and shaky, so he uses the counter behind him to support himself. You get closer to him and bring him into a harsh kiss, sucking and biting on his bottom lip. He whines softly, but full on moans into your mouth when you bring your knee up to his cock. You press upwards, making his balls ache. They’re bright red by now from all your abuse, but god does he love it.

You pull away from the kiss, intimidating him with your stare. It’d be a lie if you said the frightened look on his face wasn’t turning you on. As you crush him with your knee, he continues groaning, but as soon as you grab his stiffened cock, he’s full on sobbing and wailing. You tug on his dick, jerking him off, but your hands are so tight it hurts. “A-ahh no, too much, gonna cum.. too tight” he sniffles as his whole body sweats.

“Oh yeah, it’s too much? Does it look like I care, Hoon? You’re the one who asked for this. You’re just so fucking gross that you can’t keep yourself from popping a boner. Say it. Admit you’re a slut.” You continue stroking him, and he’s panting through tears. “I- I.. I’m a dirty slut who gets off on being hurt.. i only think with my dick.. and i deserve being treated like I’m nothing.. hah, can i cum? Please? I’ve been s’ good..”

“Yeah, cum all over my hand since that’s all you know how to do you brainless whore.” You jerk his cock faster, jabbing your knee into his balls to help him cum. He throws his head back, eyes shut tight from the pleasure. He’s squirming as his legs threaten to collapse beneath him, seeing white as he cums. Ropes of white shoot out of his thick cock, as he moans like a bitch in heat. The pain is enough to drag out his orgasm, making him cum long and hard. He’s so pent up, he just keeps on leaking, spilling all over your thigh and hand as his body spasms against yours.

Eventually the last few drops dribble out, and you have to support him with your arms to keep him standing due to how intense his orgasm was. His head droops, nearly passing out as he breathes heavily.

“Hoonie, you okay?” He nods weakly. “Th-thank you, so good….” He mutters shyly, his body still shaking slightly from the aftershocks. “Of course baby, let’s go get you cleaned up yeah?”

[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.

[oimitocat]

TAKE ME UP | OS

park sunghoon x gn!reader

non idol au + 7 minutes in heaven + exes to situationship + angst + light fluff + college au + oral sex (giving) + blow job + implied unrequited love (hehe)

a/n; technically could be read as male reader

sunghoon didn’t want you. he made it very clear that he didn’t want to have you, just desire you. the words he had said that day “we’re better at wanting each other than having each other” rang through your head for weeks. it made sense, how he’s only want you to show off, to have fun but never to actually have soft moments with.

it was always you yearning for gentle love. you weren’t exactly all soft, you were like a current of water— calm and steady but overflowing and aggressive when pushed …but he was fire. consuming and evaporating. he drained you.

at some point you agreed. you two are better as anything but lovers. as much as it hurt.

he’s always around. you have mutual friends. it’s… painful. you always yearn for what could’ve, but you wish desperately to move on just like he has. you wish it didn’t bother you despite how little you think of him. still… your heart naturally yearns.

“seven what?” you ask as you take a sip of your drink.

“seven minutes in heaven!” ni-ki exclaims, grinning sadistically.

“what’s that?” you ask, genuinely.

sunoo and jay turn to you. “you being for real?”

“yes,” you raise a brow, “okay, call me stupid then.”

“no one is calling you stupid,” jay defends.

“i am,” ni-ki snorts. you narrow your eyes at him, “seven minutes in heaven is basically whoever is paired has to be in a room or closet for seven minutes or however long and do some freaky stuff.”

you blink, “oh.”

“let’s go play!” ni-ki shouts to the people that attended the party.

it was a total of 12 people. the bottle spun. cheers. boos. if anyone wanted to skip, they had to take a shot of lemon juice. you weren’t certain if you’d skip or anything, depended on who you were paired with. still, you wondered — what if you were paired with sunghoon?

the boy is clearly having fun with jay, who’s next to him. they chat between themselves, they laugh. why does it bother you? is it because clearly you’re not even worth acknowledging? not even a glance? you feel so alone.

“sunghoon aaandd…. y/n!”

you blink out of your thoughts, snapping your head towards ni-ki. “i’ll take the lemon shot.”

“what?” everyone gasps, disappointed and shocked.

sunghoon huffs, “what? you’re not over me? scared you’ll spill out your feelings?”

“you’re not worth my time,” you say as casual as possible and take the shot.

it’s bitter. sour. you make a face but you won’t show them you’re affected. sunghoon is saying something. you don’t know what. it’s not worth it. you mean nothing to him. so… why do you keep making him something for yourself? heesung is next to you, he puts a hand over yours while everyone continues the game.

“you good?” he asks softly, covered by the shouts of enthusiasm from everyone when the next pair is chosen.

you shrug, “i guess i am. i just like to keep clinging onto things that stopped having meaning long ago.”

heesung’s eyes soften, “y/n… if you want to leave i’ll leave with you.”

“for what? i’m not… upset.” you look around, unsure what to stare at. everyone looks happy. “i just… i don’t know.”

“you wish things were different?”

you shake your head, “i wish i was different. why do i feel like….”

“like you’re not moving on?” his thumb rubs over your knuckles. you nod. “everyone goes through it differently.”

you look at him.

“don’t feel bad because he’s indifferent and you can’t do the same. that just shows you’re real with your process…“ he stares at you lovingly, “y/n-“

“y/n anddddddd,” ni-ki spins the bottle again, “sunghoon again!”

everyone is quiet. this is awkward. again? heesung’s fingers twitch over your hand.

“lemon shot?” ni-ki offers, shifting his sight between you and sunghoon.

“i’m down,” you say.

sunghoon doesn’t smirk. his expression is neutral. “me too.”

still, the tension doesn’t dissipate from the atmosphere. jay and heesung glance at each other. you take your hand out from under heesung’s and pat his hand with tender appreciation. heesung watches as you stand and go to the room with sunghoon. ni-ki had stated before hand that there’s no closet big enough for two people. a room had to do.

sunghoon walks into the room first, you follow suit. the door isn’t even closed behind you fully when he slams you into it. the lock clicking, your eyes strain on sunghoon’a glaring eyes.

“the hell-“ your mouth is suddenly attacked him his lips.

he’s kissing you. you almost push him off, but your body goes lax as he opens his mouth and starts to makeout with you. your can’t help it, he’s always been your guilty pleasure. you pant when he pulls away, his warm, moist breath on your lips.

“that it? nothing more in mind?” you ask, challenging despite how frantic your heart is beating inside your chest.

he grins, “i have a couple of ideas….” he said, glancing down at your lips again.

you hum back, his cockiness giving you an idea. you kneel down in front of him, bringing you eye level with his crotch, “let’s see what you can take for the remaining five minutes.”

“one way to find out.” he said, immediately excited at the sight of you on your knees in front of him. you reached up and unbuttoned his pants, shimmying them down slightly, “y/n are you really..?” he asked, suddenly there’s doubt in his eyes.

“backing out on me?” you ask, snickering at him. you palmed him through his boxers and he let out a low groan, his head falling back against the door with a thud.

you smirked and reached into his boxers, wrapping your hand around his dick and pulling it out. you kitten licked the tip and his hips twitch. he lets out a soft whine.

“quiet. or do you want them to hear how whiney you get for me?" you warned.

you hardly gave him a chance to think about it before taking him into your mouth, he let out a low moan for a second before he remembered what you said and held it back. you sank down as far as you could, slightly gagging as he hit the back of your throat, the sensation making his dick twitch in your mouth. still, you’re a trooper, it doesn’t faze you after a second.

you took your time sucking him off, keeping your actions slow and teasing. he bucks his hips up into your mouth and you bring a hand up to his hips, pushing him back into the door and holding him in place. he whines, pushing up against your hand. you pull back and he falls out of your mouth.

he whines out of frustration, “y/n- please i was so close. felt good-“

“cum when i tap your hip, not before. not after.”

he whines, not liking the order but still, he nods.

"that’s better." you say before guiding him back into your mouth.

you go back to your slow pace, trying to keep him from getting to the edge too quickly. his hips twitch, hinting at how close he was. you lap at the underside of his dick, his breath hitches. you hear footsteps coming from the hall, your time is almost up. yet you bob your head, you move your tongue and he can’t keep his noises to himself. they knock on the door — you tap — he cums in you mouth with a gasp.

“uh, time’s up,” someone says, you pull off of sunghoon.

he’s slump against the door, breathing uneven. you tuck him on lazily, coming up and being at eye level again. you grin, “the only one that spilled anything here was you baby,” you peck his lips, taking in his hot, heavy breaths.

he grabs you by the back of your head and kisses you again.

“guys-?”

“i’m sorry-“ sunghoon pants between kisses, “gives us a minute!”

“uh- sure?” and then there’s giggles from the living room.

“another minute?” you question, eyeing sunghoon with that tenderness you wish you didn’t have for him.

sunghoon nods, breathing normal now. “i just… i need one more minute with you. even if it’s the last.”

you close your eyes and your head falls forward into his neck. “don’t.”

“y/n…”

“you broke up with me. you left me.” you whisper, scared to break down into tears at the memory.

“i know,” he whispers, “i’m sorry… i just… feel so undeserving of you.”

“me too…”

you stay there in his embrace. he doesn’t want to let go…. neither do you. just one more minute… you two allow yourselves to love just one more minute…

[femdomlieeh]

Caramel (m)

Sub!Brat!Sunghoon (ENHYPEN) x Dom!GF!Reader

WC—4.5 ✧ k

WARNING—jealousy ✧ semi-public masturbation (car, m) ✧ spanking (m!r) ✧ face sitting (f) ✧ degrading ✧ praising ✧ piv ✧ riding ✧ nipple play (f!r) ✧ hair pulling (m!r) ✧ name-calling ✧ pet names (Love, Baby, Mommy) ✧ awkward encounter with Yeonjun from TXT

THEMES—smut ✧ established relationship ✧ fluffy ✧ jealousy ✧ good boy turned bad

NOW PLAYING —I Wanna Be Yours ✧ Arctic Monkeys

A/N. I got some sweet messages of encouragement from readers on both wattpad and tumblr after my last update: thank you! Your words and support motivated me to post this sooner<3

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The mall was packed with people. After Valentines some stores had crazy sales on winter collections since the last major winter holiday was over and the desperation to empty the racks full of winter clothes before it was too late was at its highest point. So, you and your valentine Sunghoon decided to go to the mall. Although you knew the winter leftovers weren't always the prettiest and that you likely wouldn't end up purchasing anything, you thought it would be fun to try on some clothes and just walk and talk since you hadn't spent much time together since Valentine's Day. Also, who knows, you might actually find something nice!

"Baby, you're so sweet," you whispered into Sunghoon's ear, kissing his temple after he greeted you with two hot lattes, one matcha and one caramel — he always picked those two drinks partly for the taste, caffeine and warmth but also so when the two of you were halfway finished you could switch cups.

"Everything for you, Love," he gave you the matcha latte, blushing at your little affection since you were in a very public setting. The only type of physical touch he felt comfortable initiating in front of others was holding your hand or a quick hug, otherwise it was you giving him pecks on his cheek, sitting on his lap or petting his head, which he loved no matter how embarrassed he felt in the moment — your attention and affection is precious to him.

"Thank you," you took a sip of the matcha, content worth the content and also because the cup was warming up your cold hands, but you grabbed his hand anyway, preferring that source of warmth.

He knew his ears were probably red now. He loved it when your cold hand stole the warmth from his.

You swung your hands a little as you walked to your favorite boutique, hoping to find something nice on sale or just walk around and look at different clothes together. But before you entered you were surprised to hear your name. Immediately you recognised the voice but Sunghoon was caught off guard. A foreign voice. A happy voice. A man's voice. The two of you turned around and spotted a man who looked like he belonged in a Kdrama. Sunghoon wished he hadn't been distracted by your touch as you led him to the boutique and that he instead dragged you two to a hot pot restaurant on the opposite side of the mall so you wouldn't have run into this perfect man but it was too late.

The demon with a picture perfect smile walked up with open arms to you two. Or to you and not Sunghoon to be specific. The handsome man hugged you in front of Sunghoon. His ears didn't turn pink like Sunghoon's would when he gave you a two second hug in public. And omg you hugged this man back!

He pulled the rude, good-looking male stranger by his coat, gently separating the two of you.

"Who are you, again?" Sunghoon asked, very confused as to why a male he doesn't know would feel comfortable hugging his girlfriend right in front of his face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I got a little carried away when I saw her," the guy said with a grin, which made Sunghoon clench the fist that was once in your hand.

"My name's Yeonjun. ____ and I have known each other for more than six years now, right?" He said, looking at you, not Sunghoon.

"Yeah, I think it's been five, six years already. Time goes by so fast!"

Sunghoon gulped. He hadn't even known you for half that time.

"And we haven't seen each other in so long!" the so-called Yeonjun went to your side, entering the boutique together. Sunghoon felt his mouth go dry at how Yeonjun referred to the two of you as "we" and walked side by side with you so naturally. This fucking doucheb—

"Yeonjun, this is my boyfriend, Sunghoon," you made sure to introduce them to each other since Yeonjun got too excited and talked too much too fast and forgot to ask for your boyfriend's name (which was very much his character).

"Nice to meet you, Sunghoon," Yeonjun held his hand in front of you to shake Sunghoon's hand.

But your otherwise sweet, polite boyfriend pretended like he didn't see the waiting hand, "Likewise," holding your hand instead.

This was supposed to be his day with you, not handsome Yeonjun's day with you. You were supposed to walk slowly, look around for nothing in particular, arms hooked together (your doing), sipping your lattes until they were half empty so you could switch cups!

The thing is, the two of you were right by the entrance to this boutique heading inside when Yeonjun came so its not like you could pretend you were going to another store to get out of this situation or you would seem rude for blowing him off for no reason, especially since he's been your friend of six years. Or have you two been a thing? Was Yeonjun your friend as in you were in the same class at uni or your friend as in ex who you ended on extremely good terms with or — even worse — was he a "right person, wrong time" type of "friend"? No. He's overthinking it. Surely, you would've told him about all your exes already and Yeonjun's name had never been mentioned. Besides you were a smart person, you wouldn't get into a relationship with Sunghoon if you had feelings for or unfinished business with Yeonjun or anyone else.

But the hug. The way Yeonjun showed you physical touch so easily, no sign of insecurity or blushing. Your comfortable body language, as if you've hugged Yeonjun hundreds of times before.

"Do you remember this?" Yeonjun said, holding up a small pink purse.

"Yes, I do remember," you laughed at the memory.

"What?" Sunghoon looked so lost. You two had inside jokes together!

"After you won a bet, I told you I'd buy you a pink purse one day."

"Yeah. We were stressed kids back," you smiled at the reminiscence. You had gotten a higher score on a test so Yeonjun had promised to buy you whatever you wanted and the first thing you could think of at that time was a pink purse. Since he lost the bet during high school, you didn't expect him to buy it since he didn't have a lot of money and also because it was better to save whatever money he had. But high school was long gone and you hadn't thought of the purse since but Yeonjun remembered.

"Now I have the money to do so..." he continued.

"I already got that same exact purse for her," Sunghoon interrupted before Yeonjun went too far, noticing that was the only pink purse in this section so Yeonjun wouldn't be so rude as to suggest buying another pink purse with another design. Of course, Sunghoon didn't want a handsome man to buy his girlfriend a purse that would remind her of him each time she looked at it — unless that handsome man was Sunghoon, of course.

You looked at Sunghoon after he told the lie, but didn't say anything because he'd also do the same for you if he knew you told a lie to or kept a secret from someone.

"Really? You got her a 30€ purse?"

Now that was rude.

"Well, I really wanted this purse, so the price doesn't really matter," you said, embarrassed your friend would say that to your boyfriend.

"Of course! Of course! If you wanted the purse," Yeonjun tried to save the situation, realizing what he sounded like. He sent a friendly smile at the two of you and started looking through a rail of T-shirts.

After a few minutes of trying to find something that was cute on the sale rack, you called your friend over. "This one would look really good on you, Junnie," you held up a white dress shirt in silk that you found on 30% sale.

"You think so?"

"Yeah, I think you pull off this kind of aesthetic well."

Hm, how do I get her to only look at me? How do I get her to only look at me? How do I get her to only look at-

Sunghoon walked up to the two of you, "Do you wanna switch cups, Love? I know you love caramel latte and it will get cold soon," he held the cup in front of your lips so you could taste it. He was right, you do love caramel latte and it tastes so much better warm. You smiled at him. The way he showed affection without having to touch, but just remembering any little fact about you and being caring always made your heart melt. You lifted the matcha latte cup to his lips, making him taste too and he did, but not without blushing. For a moment he forgot you were in public and he just wanted to lay down, tangle your legs and arms together and with the hot drinks getting cold on the table as a rom-com played in the background forgotten as you just looked at each other and talked and kissed—

"Guys, do you have anything to try on?" Yeonjun interrupted your little moment.

Then you switched cups before you looked over at Yeonjun. "I can't find anything I like for now—"

"Then you can come and rate this shirt on me. See if you were right that I would look good in it?"

Oh no. Sunghoon did not like this. He had to do something fast.

"Look, Love! You would pull off this dress so well," he half-yelled to get your attention and held up the first thing he in arms reach, blushing at both the dress and at the double entendre.

Your gaze turned to your boyfriend but your eyes visibly went from curious to a bit mad. It was a tight, red dress with a deep cleavage — and it was inappropriate for Sunghoon to suggest trying on or buying this kind of clothes in front of someone else, especially a friend you hadn't seen in a long time. But the fact that it had a lace bra under it, making it look like lingerie, was humiliating. You turned red. Not from blushing, but from fuming. It was very odd of your boyfriend to do that; the guy who blushed when you kissed his cheek at a restaurant when you were sitting alone held up this sexy dress and suggested you try on or buy it in front of Yeonjun.

Yeonjun turned away, awkward, "I'm just gonna go...try this on."

"What was that?" You questioned sternly.

"What was what?" Sunghoon gulped, still holding the dress.

You grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, "Are you trying to get punished?"

He remained quiet, tall but so small in your presence.

"Cat got your tongue? Hm? Talk, you didn't have a problem being loud just a minute ago," you whispered so others — especially Yeonjun — wouldn't hear you.

The sound of a door creaking was heard, which made you retreat your hand immediately and turn around.

"How does it look?" Yeonjun asked and scratched his neck as he showed off the white dress shirt you suggested.

"My eye was right. You should buy it," you gave him a thumbs up. Sunghoon did not like this.

"Thank y-"

"I wanna try it on too," Sunghoon interrupted him.

"Oh, sure, I can give it to you in a minute."

"Actually, I think I need a bigger size because of my shoulders so I'll just grab a fresh one." It was Sunghoon's turn to be rude.

He felt a minor adrenaline rush — if that even existed — as he power walked to the part of the clothing zoo where he remembered you had told Yeonjun to try on a shirt you found. At this point would do anything to keep your eyes on him instead of that guy. He hurried into the changing room, changing in just a minute and opened the door.

Your eyes were definitely on him. He had styled the shirt a bit differently than Yeonjun, choosing to keep the first four buttons undone, way sexier than the usual one or two undone buttons. The pure white silk complemented his skin, making him ironically look like an angel.

"You look really, really good, Baby."

It was a modest compliment, since you had company, but Sunghoon already knew what you were thinking as you eyed him up and down.

"It looked better on me though," Yeonjun said in a jokingly manner.

"No, I look better in it," Sunghoon said, "Right, Mommy?"

It slipped out. He didn't mean to say that. In fact, he's never called you that before.

Yeonjun gulped and stood up to go, "I'm gonna go pay for this real quick."

"You're gonna regret that," you said with a voice that was too calm.

"What you gonna do about it, Mommy?" Might as well go along with this brat thing.

"Guys, something came up so I gotta go. I just wanted to say bye!" Yeonjun appeared with a bag and an awkward smile.

"Bye," you said, hugging him farewell.

some minutes later.

After throwing the almost empty caramel latte in the trash, you slammed the door of the car (not hard, but a little louder than normal). Sunghoon had embarrassed you in front of an old friend, your angel acting like a brat. And he was just glad he had your attention.

"Love~"

You started the engine and took off, completely ignoring his cute calling.

"Mommy," he leaned over to your side, putting his face in your boobs.

"Brat," you pressed your hand harshly on his dick. He was hard. "You really got hard from acting like a desperate slut in public?"

"Mhm. More, Mommy," he whimpered in your ear.

"Slut," you pushed his face away with the hand that was giving him pleasure just now, placing his head gently onto the neck rest (still worried for him even when you were mad).

He smirked, ears red at the contrast of your words and pushing and then kindness. He needed more. So much more. Any little attention you had given to Yeonjun today, he needed that attention tripled. He would've acted like a brat much sooner today if he knew you would've taken him home to punish him.

With his eyes on you he undid his pants. He wanted to push the limit. You looked away from the road for a split second to catch a glimpse of what your boyfriend was up to, "What do you think you're doing?"

"Being a needy whore," he replied and slid his hand inside the pants.

"Touching yourself without my permission two minutes away from home? You're begging to be punished like the bitch you are," you chuckled and sped up.

"Yes, Mommy," he moaned both as an answer to your statement and because of the pleasure his hand was giving. Apparently he loved calling you that.

"Well, you're gonna get it soon, slut," you replied as you were parking.

At that, he went even faster with his hand to get on your nerves even more. And then you were parked. He went for the door in a second, excited for what was about to happen. You got out too and unlocked the door to your place. A slam was heard after you got in. Shoes were taken off and thrown to the side. Sunghoon took your jacket off for you. "Did I say you could touch me?"

Pink spread across his cheeks as he responded with a no, shy all of a sudden. You grabbed him by the collar of his shirt just like at the mall and dragged him to your bedroom. He almost couldn't keep up with your steps. Inside the bedroom you pushed him to the wall, a moan slipping out. You tugged his hair and pulled his head back harshly. "Pants off. Now."

They were on the floor in seconds. "No underwear? You took them off when you were trying on your shirt? Slut," you smirked and sat down on the foot of the bed in front of him.

"You know your place." He got over her lap, flashing his ass for her to admire. He had been doing weighted Romanian split squats at the gym lately. This position on your lap was one he had been in before. But never for acting out in public or calling you something inappropriate in front of a friend.

Your warm hand started rubbing his skin smoothly to prepare for punishment and joy. "Do you remember your safeword?"

"Pear."

"Do you remember my safeword?"

"Pineapple."

"Good. Count, if you don't we'll start over again. Understood, slut?"

"Yes, Mommy," he said with anticipation clear in his tone. He finally had all your attention on him — and your hands on him as well. This is exactly how he wanted the day to go: spend quality time together.

"How many do you deserve?" You asked to test him.

"Uhm... Ten?" He asked, playing dumb.

"Fifteen it is. Twenty if you misbehave," you said and gave him a harsh spank.

"One," he whimpered out, surprised.

The next one was harder.

"Two," he said under his breath.

"Can't hear you, princess," you slapped his ass cheek rougher.

"Three," he yelled out.

He kept his ground, but you wanted to wreck him for how he acted today — if he wanted to be hurt or just go he should've told you and not been a slut — so you hit harder, if possible.

"F-Four," he stuttered in defeat.

You smirked and brought your left hand to his hair, pulling it.

Your right hand blew him with the same strength as before.

"F-Five," he moaned from the beautiful pain.

Spank!

"Fuck! Six!" He cursed.

"Watch your language," you warned and raised your hand up higher and when it came in contact with his skin it made the loudest hitsound.

"S-Seven. So-So-"

Spank!

"-Sorry! Eight," he exclaimed in a moan so high pitched he was embarrassed.

Spank!

"Ah, nine," he moaned loud enough for the neighbours to be awkward around you next time you see them.

Spank!

"Ten. Mommy, please," he cried out of desperation, not sure if he wanted a break or more.

You were only halfway there, yet his dick already had pre-cum leaking out on your jeans.

"Please what?" You asked and delivered a harder one, knowing exactly what he needed.

"E-Eleven. Mommy, touch me, please," he begged pathetically, knowing you would deny him.

The spank got harder at that.

"Twe-elve," he whined like the bitch he was.

You pulled his head back and looked him in the eyes, "Be a good slut and you might get rewarded"

"Thank you, Mommy."

You let his head go back to rest on the bed (gently just like you'd done in the car) and then spanked him harder to see how much he could take.

"Thirteen," he called out.

His ass cheeks were as pink as his cheeks when you greeted him with a kiss to his temple at the mall.

Spank!

"Fo-Fourteen. Mommy!"

His dick stung at this point. He needed you to touch him so damn much.

Spank!

"F-Fifteen," he moaned, crushed.

He closed his eyes harder, waiting for the next spank.

To his surprise, you just touched his ass softly, grabbing here and there, "You were a good slut for me."

"Thank you, Mommy," his ears got pink at how gentle you were being, petting his hair, combing your fingers through it.

"As a reward you get my cum and if you're good enough you'll get to cum too," you whispered as you nibbled on my ear.

"Thank you, Mommy."

You pulled him off your lap, standing up and giving a peck to his forehead before softly pushing him back on the bed. You let your jeans fall down to the floor to be long forgotten. Sunghoon licked his lips at the sight of you in black panties. They were see-through! He was so distracted and suddenly the panties were gone and you were sitting on his waist.

"Please, Mommy, sit on me," he pleaded with a made-up sweet voice, wanting to be on your good side so you wouldn't tease him.

"How much do you want it?" You moved some hair away from his eyes, resting your hand on his jaw.

"So much. Please, please, sit on my face. I want to be good for you now, please," he made sure to look you in the eye with a small pout.

"I know you got jealous and acted like a slut because you wanted my attention, but you know I like good boys more, right?" You mock pouted at him.

He nodded fast, "I know. I'm so sorry, Mommy. Let me prove I'm your good boy. Please?"

"Since you begged so cutely...prove it to me," you said before you moved up until your pussy was above his face.

He eagerly stuck out my tongue and put in the tip between you folds to tease you a little and to prepare for what was coming.

"You think you're gonna make me cum this way, bitch?"

His tongue slipped in further and faster to taste your delicious juices. You arched your back slightly at the stimulation, he smiled against you and started nudging his nose gently against your clit. Your hands found their place behind you, on his stomach. You weren't satisfied with the feeling of fabric, so grabbed the hem of his shirt and lifted it up so you could touch the skin and small curves of his abs. Sunghoon definitely had more muscles than that guy. His hands went to your butt and, before you protested, they pushed you further down on his face and so his tongue went even deeper.

"Desperate for Mommy's cum?" You asked and grasped a handful amount of his wet hair.

He hummed against your pussy, sending vibrations; he was determined to make you cum so good you'd let him cum too. You yanked his hair slightly and he arched his back a little. To show his appreciation he kissed on your clit. Whimpers started spilling from your mouth and excitement and pride started filling him. Both his face and cock were glistening with pleasure and neediness.

"I'm gonna cum."

He nodded and dove in deeper and licked you like he had been thirsty for you his whole life. You pressed herself lower on him, moaning. He held your thighs as they were beginning to shake. His lips sucked on your clit as if it were your nipple and you finally blessed him with your tasty cum. He licked and slurped till there was nothing left to swallow.

"What do you say now?" You asked as you sat back on his chest, catching your breath.

"You're delicious- I mean, thank you, Mommy."

You chuckled and continued with a question, "Who deserves rewards?"

"Good boys," he replied happily.

"Are you a good boy?"

"Yes, Mommy."

"Yes, you are. Take this off," you said and tugged his shirt, "That shirt from today looked better on you anyway."

He took it off as soon as you told him to. His dick was still standing proud, red from the pleasure and resistance.

"Please, Mommy, sit."

"You think I'm going to let your slutty dick inside me just like that? Go get a condom now."

He hurried to his bag, stark naked in the sunlight from the window. But he didn't care, he just wanted to be inside Mommy. When he got back you had already gotten nude — and that was enough for him to open the condom, put it on and throwing himself on the bed in seconds.

"Don't get too comfortable, sit up," you ordered him as you crawled onto the bed.

He obeyed and rested against the headboard, attention on you. You continued crawling until you sat on his lap.

"Your thighs are so thick and sexy."

"Thank you," he blushed because he'd been going to the gym consistently and your validation made him proud.

"Feels like a sin to make them tremble, but oh well."

You lowered yourself on him until long moans littered the air, both of you sensitive; you from a little overstimulation right after cumming and him from ignoring his pink dick for so long. Without preparation or warning, you bounced up and down on him. He wondered where you get the stamina to do bounce on his dick so well.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," he cried out.

He saw your boobs bouncing too and just had to start sucking on one of them, hand palming the other one. You gasped. He was very good with his mouth. Your hips moved faster and Sunghoon couldn't keep his moans inside as he switched his mouth to the other boob. He felt like a pervert but he really really loved how your boobs moved up and down when they weren't in his mouth. You tightened your fingers into his hair and made it harder for him to concentrate and suck. He looked up into your eyes through his long eyelashes and started licking your nipple before putting it between my lips.

"My slut."

He let go of your nipple, "No. I'm your good boy, please," and went back to sucking on it.

"Really?"

"Yes, yes, I am. Please, Mommy." Kiss after kiss was placed on your boobs as an apology for being a shameless horndog back at the mall.

"Such a good boy."

"Mhm," he mumbled not letting go of your nipple, sucking harder, needing you to praise him more.

Your thighs were trembling, an orgasm coming soon. Sunghoon was close too, but he needed your permission first. "Mommy. Mommy. I-" A moan disrupted his sentence. "Ngh, Mommy. I-I'm gonna cum."

You yanked his head back at that and put your lips on his neck, "Cum for me, my good boy."

He filled the condom with his cum.

"Th-Th-Thank you, Mommy."

Your hips rode out his orgasm and he moaned like a slut the whole time. "Mommy, hurts."

"Good." You continued overstimulating him, chasing your second orgasm. He bit his lip, trying not to moan too loudly. Then you came too with a small bite to his neck.

You laid on top of him, just hugging, breathing each other in and pecking at each other's faces and shoulders.

"Want me to run us a bath, Baby?"

His answer was a small pout — your weakness — and a soft nod.

You got up and held his hand, leading him to the bathroom where you threw away the condom in the trash and swayed slowly back and forth as you hugged, waiting for the bathtub to fill with warm water.

"Oh! Almost forgot something," you were confused when Sunghoon let go of the hug.

You smiled as soon as you saw him come back with a lighter and caramel scented candle. 

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"I wanna be your vacuum cleaner

Breathing in your dust

I wanna be your Ford Cortina

I will never rust

If you like your coffee hot

Let me be your coffee pot

You call the shots, babe

I just wanna be yours"

—alex turner