#dongyoung smut

[p0ckykiss]

pocky kiss - kim doyoung

summary -> doyoung trying to study while you want a kiss

doyoung furrows his eyebrows as he continuously hears shuffling to his right. not letting it deter him from his studying, he focuses on the text in his hands, letting terms and equations float through his mind whilst purposefully ignoring you beside him.

your shoulders slouch in disappointment when he doesn’t turn around. doyoung misses the chocolate stick that’s peeking out between your puckered lips, waiting to be eaten and allowing your lips to be met in between. you huff when doyoung is still facing away, your whining an echo in the small room, thoroughly ignored.

“fine,” your voice comes out muffled as you change positions to face the wall, feeling stubborn when your attention isn’t granted and eating the rest of the pack by yourself.

doyoung rolls his eyes, slightly annoyed, but his lips quirk up in a semi-smile anyway as he puts down the paperback. he reaches out to grab the back of your head, pulling it towards him and planting a firm kiss on unsuspecting lips.

“you’re so distracting,” doyoung whispers, breath warm as it fans over your moist lips and you are too dazed to answer.

doyoung huffs in triumph when you remain silent, eyes somewhat glassy, face blank, so he picks up his book again and starts reading where he left off

[gyundo]

“A Neighbor Like You”

Kim Dongyoung (Doyoung) x Male Reader

SMUT! DNI if under 18!!!

Plot: Doyoung is Y/N’s older neighbor who takes an interest in the boy.

Y/N L/N was in his first year of college and was just moving into his new apartment. Excited to start a new phase in his life, Y/N put down the box in his hands and looked around to the place that would become his home.

Y/N’s parents walked in the door a moment after with the last of Y/N’s things. After a tearful goodbye, Y/N waved goodbye to his parents and went up to his apartment.

Y/N walked around the place with a deep sigh, having left home for the first time and unsure of when he’d see his parents next. Yet at the same time, Y/N was ready to begin his independent life.

In an effort to get to know his neighbors, Y/N decided to give some of his cookies to everyone on his story, starting with his next door neighbor.

Y/N quietly walked over to the next door and rung the bell, a little bit nervous about whether his neighbors would be nice and welcoming or rough and rude.

The door was opened by a handsome man in his mid 30s with a white T-shirt that showed off his muscular build. While not a bodybuilder, it was clear that the man had worked out for a good time, furthered by his significantly muscular thighs on display with his 2 inch inseam shorts.

Y/N looked up and down and was drooling in his mind before the neighbor said, “Can I help you?”

Y/N snapped back to reality, introducing himself, “Hello, I’m Y/N L/N, and I just moved here. I wanted to give you these cookies and please let me know if you need me anytime for anything .”

The man looked Y/N up and down, before teasing him by grabbing his hand and then the box of cookies before saying, “Thanks, I’m Doyoung and I might take you up on that offer real soon.”

Y/N quickly gave the rest of his neighbors cookies, who were mostly families. Y/N couldn’t get the image of the mature man who opened the door for him out of his sinful mind as he pondered on what they could be doing as they were only a wall away.

Doyoung knocked on Y/N’s door while Y/N has just finished stashing away all of his things. Y/N ran up to go answer and was more than excited to see the handsome man again. At a closer distance, Y/N was able to smell his cologne and naturally musky smell, attracting him more to the older man as he kept looking up and down the eye candy called Doyoung.

“You said I could call you anytime, Y/N. Here I am, I need some help with dinner,” Doyoung slyly replied while giving Y/N a smirk.

Y/N was too innocent to pick up on the smirk but thought it was very clever that his neighbor found a way to invite him over for dinner. Nonetheless, Y/N was very excited and followed his neighbor into his apartment.

Y/N’s eyes looked around in shock as he noticed Doyoung’s detailed wall accents, accessories, and furniture that was extremely well kept, especially for a bachelor. He was only impressed more and more by Doyoung, who invited Y/N into the kitchen.

“It’s making dinner and finishing it that I needed your help with,” Doyoung joked.

Y/N expressed his gratitude to Doyoung for letting him in and for the dinner while Doyoung instructed Y/N to cut some green onions for a garnish.

Y/N kept stealing glances of Doyoung’s body and face, enthralled by the square rim glasses falling low on Doyoung’s nose, the defintion and veins on his arms emerging with every chop he made with the knife, and the meatiness of Doyoung’s thighs.

Y/N just kept collecting images of Doyoung in his mind, probably for jerk off material later, but what he didn’t realize is that his gaze was obvious to the experienced Doyoung.

Doyoung knew Y/N was attracted to him and was ready to ensnare him in his trap. Making a small move to fluster him, Doyoung tsk tsked to Y/N.

“You’re not cutting the green part fine enough, lemme show you,” Doyoung claimed with a straight face, all the while walking over to Y/N and hovering over his body. Doyoung leaned in and held Y/N’s hand over the knife as he guided his chopping, while simultaneously moving his body closer to Y/N’s. His front side was eventually fully pressed against Y/N’s back, enabling him to feel Y/N smooth and bouncy ass on his crotch.

Y/N on the other hand, could not stop blushing after he felt Doyoung’s large cock, making it clear there was no underwear underneath Doyoung’s already revealing shorts. Y/N’s just let Doyoung’s hand take control of the knife and his hand as he felt the warmth from behind him.

Doyoung slowly moved away, knowing that Y/N was in a state like hypnosis and would do whatever the older wanted out of attraction.

The dinner was soon finished, as Doyoung asked Y/N questions and learned of the other’s young age, his college apprehensions, while informing the other of his age and lifestyle as well.

Doyoung and Y/N’s neighborly relationship had started on good footing, but things were only about to get better and closer.

Right before Y/N was to bring the plates into the dining room, Doyoung cleaver stashed away the second chair so there was only one chair left.

As Y/N brought the food to the table, Doyoung explained that he only kept one chair because it was usually just him at home, but it wasn’t going to be an issue.

Doyoung sat down and Y/N was shocked as Doyoung pulled Y/N down into his lap.

“Problem solved, you can just sit in my lap. There’s not going to be any trouble with that, right Y/N?” Doyoung teased with a smirk as Y/N blushed.

Y/N was struggling to prevent getting an erection while sitting on such a hot man’s thighs. Y/N enjoyed the warmth of Doyoung’s muscular things and abdomen more than the warmth of the rice bowl he was eating, and he convinced himself to relish every moment of sitting on Doyoung’s lap in case he didn’t have the opportunity again.

Luckily for Y/N, Doyoung saw through all of his antics as clear as day and let the younger have his way with maximizing the skinship between the two. Doyoung himself was having trouble restraining himself from an erection as the younger shifted on his lap, allowing Doyoung to enjoy the shape of Y/N’s ass as well.

Dinner was soon finished, and Doyoung took off his shirt, “Damn that rice bowl really heated me up (in more ways than one).” Y/N was still eating, but he kept sneaking glances at Doyoung’s abs, well defined pecs, and rounded, muscular shoulders.

As oblivious as a virgin would be, Y/N just kept getting hornier while not realizing Doyoung’s intent.

Doyoung knew that Y/N was a virgin from the way he acted and saw that his chance to take the younger was a pretty good one, as Y/N clearly swinged his way.

Doyoung got up once Y/N finished his meal and led him into the bedroom, “There’s something here I need your help with.”

Just as Y/N entered, Doyoung quickly shut the door behind him and pushed Y/N to the wall as he kissed him aggressively.

“My first kiss, mm, feels so good,” Y/N thought as he tried to kiss back Doyoung, whose tongue was encircling his in a dance that spoke of technique and experience. Y/N was shocked but due to his arousal, he melted right into Doyoung’s arms.

Doyoung moved their lower bodies closer as he pulled his lips apart from Y/N before whispering in his ear,“ It’s my cock that really needs your tight hole, the dinner was just a distraction,” all the while rubbing his hard on against Y/N’s.

Y/N was worried on how he would take a large cock in his virgin ass that had never even been touched before, but his horniness clouded his mind as he agreed, saying out to the other with a blank expression, “Please take me. I’ve been so horny painfully so since I saw you this afternoon. I want you to give me my first feeling of cock, please you’re such a DILF, Doyoung.”

Doyoung smirked back, “I had my eyes on you too, you seemed like such a fresh piece of meat that I knew I wanted to the be the first to pound your hole so you learn how good anal can be. Looks like all my tactics worked, I’ve ensnared another prey in my trap of attraction.”

Doyoung threw Y/N onto the bed before kissing him aggressively again. Doyoung took off Y/N’s t-shirt before sucking on his nipples.

“Milk me, D-Daddy. AHHH,” Y/N screamed as he felt a surge of sensitivity in the area before Doyoung moved onto the next one, prompting a light yelp. Doyoung then skillfully rid Y/N of the confinements of his shorts and underwear with just one hand, while the other muscular hand with veins and thick fingers rubbed itself all over Y/N’s abdomen, like a massage that was giving the other warmth and making his lower body feel a pressure to cum.

Knowing that Y/N was being stimulated extremely well due to his technique. Doyoung began to slowly pump Y/N’s cock with a tight grip as Y/N moaned out.

“It feels so good, it never feels this good when I do it,” Y/N said with a fucked-out expression.

“That’s cause I know exactly how to make you feel good, Y/N,” Doyoung proudly stated while rubbing his finger over Y/N’s glans, causing the younger to throw his head back and lift up his legs.

Doyoung stopped abruptly as the younger began to whimper for more pleasure, “Don’t you think it’s time I pound your ass nice and good, Y/N? You better only cum from having this cock inside you. Take a nice long, hard look,” while Doyoung took off his own shorts.

Y/N kept staring at Doyoung’s cock, which perfectly matched his body in its huge size. 9 inches long with a thick shaft and multiple veins that emphasized its power, Y/N never felt like he needed dick more in his life than in this moment.

Doyoung brought his fingers close to Y/N’s mouth, commanding the younger to lick. He scooped up a decent amount of Y/N’s saliva, rubbing it over his cock.

Y/N yelped as Doyoung flipped him over onto his stomach and got behind him, holding open his ass cheeks to reveal his tight, pink, virgin hole.

Doyoung spit onto Y/N’s hole, before getting on his knees right behind Y/N in order to rub his tip against Y/N’s hole.

���Ready to be a slut just for me, Y/N? Want me to pound your ass until you forget your name and your body is imprinted with the shape of my cock?”

Y/N groaned, “Mmm, please Mr. Kim breed me good.”

Doyoung chuckled, “Of course I will, not everyone opens up their virgin ass to a stranger within the first few hours of meeting them. No condom either, your ass need to know how real cock feels.”

Doyoung quickly pushed all of his cock into Y/N’s tight hole at once, feeling the need to do him nice and rough his first time. Y/N yelled out at the huge intrusion in his formerly virgin ass that had never been touched before, let alone penetrated by a huge cock.

“How does my huge dick feel,” Doyoung asked while reveling in the pleasure of having his dick surrounded tightly after a very long time.

“Mm-g-good,” Y/N managed to cry out while tears rolled out of his eyes due to the searing pain in his ass.

“Your ass is so tight, pretty lucky that you found a perfect cock like me to take it,” Doyoung cooed while thrusting further up.

Y/N’s tears increased as Doyoung’s thrusts only increased, in both frequency and depth.

Y/N thoroughly felt his ass being mangled and pounded deep as he struggled to cope with the initial pain, still crying out.

Doyoung stopped for a brief second, “Aww, is my baby crying? Does it hurt?” to Y/N.

Just as Y/N nodded, Doyoung resumed his thrusts at an even more increased pace, “You need to adjust to cock properly Y/N, that’s the only way you’ll learn to enjoy mine”.

Y/N’s tears increased as the pain remained the same but he slowly got used to the pleasure as Doyoung relentlessly thrusted into him from behind.

The warmth from Doyoung’s well exercised abs and soft pecs turned on Y/N even more as Doyoung reeled in the joy of Y/N’s tight ass, whispering dirty nothings in his ear as he continued his anal onslaught.

Doyoung’s thick, sweaty balls slapped hard against Y/N’s taint as he asked, “Enjoying getting done all rough like this by a huge cock. I’m not done yet?” while increasing his thrusts to an animalistic pace inside Y/N, as his ass slowly molded to the shape of Doyoung’s cock.

Y/N responded with a moan as Doyoung stuffed his mouth with his pheromone laced underwear that smelled strongly of his cock, while putting his hands around Y/N’s neck to lightly choke him.

“This is what a young boy like you truly needs, a real man’s cock ruining your ass deeply and teaching you the pleasure of having big dick in stuffing your tight hole. You like getting manhandled like this, don’t you Y/N. You wanted this all along, didn’t you?” Doyoung dirtily questioned the younger.

“Mhm-AAHH,” Y/N yelled out through the fabric stuffed in his mouth as his eyes rolled back from Doyoung’s large cock rubbing right against his prostate. Doyoung smirked at the reaction and began incessantly thrusting right at Y/N’s prostate as his cock began twitching uncontrollably.

“I’m gonna breed you and make you my personal boy. My cock is going to feed your ass with a huge amount of daddy’s cum. I want your ass to know my dick very well since this will be a daily thing from now on, right Y/N? Your tight pink hole is all mine,” Doyoung yelled out while moving his girthy cock through the tight and moist passage Y/N provided.

Every thrust had Y/N’s hole twitching around Doyoung’s cock as his walls squeezed and hugged his veins tightly. Doyoung was enjoying such a tight, pure ass after so long and swore to make it completely his by marking it up with his hot cum. He wanted the shape of his cock impressioned inside Y/N’s hole so it was clear it belonged to him.

“So-so BIG DOYOUNG,” Y/N yelled out with a muffled voice while simulate pulse licking the shorts in his mouth to enjoy the pheromones of Doyoung’s cock that was thrusting in his ass mercilessly, opening it up for the first time.

Y/N was full of overstimulation as he felt the warmth from Doyoung’s large muscles, smell from his underwear, and his huge cock abusing his prostate with perfect technique and precision, sending rippling waves of pleasure throughout his body.

Doyoung had succeeded, as there was no way Y/N wouldn’t be able to resist having this pleasure coursing throughout his body every single day. Y/N knew only Doyoung’s girth cock, still pounding away at his squelching hole, would be able to satisfy him.

Doyoung’s cock continued to fill Y/N’s ass perfectly to the brim, stretching out his asshole so much for the first time, and making the experience addictive for both.

“You want my cum now, bitch boy? You want daddy to cum in you and mark you his? You’re gonna take this big load, i’ve been saving it just for this tight ass. You want everyone to see that only I can pound you this rough and good,” Doyoung asked with pride as his thrusts got faster, never faltering.

“MAKE ME YOURS DADDY, FILL UP MY HOLE WITH YOUR CUM AND IMPREGNATE ME! I ONLY WANT YOUR HUGE DICK MR KIM,” Y/N moaned while pushing his ass back onto Doyoung’s cock meeting his thrusts.

“I’m the only one who’s good enough to take you and I’m cumming in your ass cause it belongs to me now. A youngster like you needs the semen of a mature daddy in your ass to really be broken in fully,” Doyoung moaned out as he felt his climax nearing.

Doyoung pulled out and slapped his humongous cock inside Y/N once again, bulging his abdomen and causing him to let out a loud moan of pleasure as Doyoung groaned, leaning his head back as his cock let out years of semen into Y/N’s ass, painting his pink walls fully with the color of Doyoung’s cum. The sound of large spurts forcefully landing on Y/N’s pink walls abused by Doyoung’s cock filled the room. Doyoung had finished taking and impregnating a virgin Y/N with his large cock and his cum that now squelched the inside of Y/N’s ass.

Doyoung slowly moved his cock back and forth to let Y/N’s ass feel the warmth of his hot semen as Y/N came from the feeling, releasing in giant threads all over Doyoung’s mattress, out of a great pleasure that Y/N had never felt before.

“Keep your huge dick inside my ass daddy, I don’t want any of your cum to leave me and prevent me from fully getting pregnant, Y/N moaned out slutily.

“Of course my Y/N-ie, I definitely needed a horny neighbor like you,” Doyoung smirked back as his cock became hard again and the thrusting resumed, overstimulating Y/N with a pleasure that made his mind go blank over and over again, as another session of many commenced.

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[yeoosaangg]

៹ DIE FOR YOU || KINKTOBER ─ DAY 23

➛ PAIRING:: KIM DOYOUNG × FEM!READER

➛ NOW PLAYING:: DIE FOR YOU — THE WEEKND

⤷ ❝THE DISTANCE AND THE TIME BETWEEN US, IT'LL NEVER CHANGE MY MIND. 'CAUSE BABY, I WOULD DIE FOR YOU.❞

➛ GENRE:: ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, IDOL!AU, SMUT

➛ WARNINGS:: DACRYPHILIA, BREEDING KINK, FINGERING, HAIR PULLING, MARKING, WALL SEX

── ⋆ ⋆ ── 𔘓 ── ⋆ ⋆ ──

Doyoung drags his feet into his hotel room, feeling super exhausted from the concert they just had. He saw you in the crowd cheering him on, but you never went backstage to greet him.

It made him a little sad.

He found it a little weird Taeyong went to go sleep in Jaehyun and Johnny's room, but he didn't have the energy to ask what's wrong.

Y/n: Hey there, handsome.

He snaps his neck too quickly at the sound of your voice. He closes the door and rushes into your arms.

You giggle when he spins you in the air, hugging you so tight.

God, you've missed him.

Doyoung: I thought- Why didn't you come backstage?

You give him a kiss on the lips before answering.

Y/n: As much as I love greeting you in front of your friends, I prefer our first meeting in four months to be more private.

Doyoung: I love you.

You giggle and kiss him all over his face.

Y/n: I love you, too.

Doyoung kisses you more deeply, turning the moment into a much more heated and needy one.

His hand slips into your shorts, sliding his fingers around your clit.

Y/n: Mmm, fuck.

Doyoung: I see you've missed me just as much I've missed you.

You moan into his mouth before he trails kisses down your cheek to your jaw, then your neck. His fingers slip inside you, making you moan.

This is an ideal scenario for you whenever you meet your long distance boyfriend.

Instead of telling him just how horny he makes you, you'd rather have him stick his fingers inside you to feel for himself.

And you are soaking wet.

His fingers work you open so good, his mouth leaving hickeys all over your neck and chest.

His hand comes up to pull at the roots of your hair and hold your head back so he can have more access.

He pushes you until your back comes in contact with the cold wall. Your breathing becomes more labored the closer you get to an orgasm.

Doyoung: Go on, baby. Make a mess for me.

You moan loud, cumming all over his fingers as they continue to pump inside you. He pulls them out and you open your mouth to suck his fingers clean.

Doyoung: Bet you taste delicious, love.

You bring your hips forward to grind against his growing cock. Both of you are so impatient to just fuck already, so you help him with his belt.

They stay just beneath the curve of his ass and you take off your shorts.

Doyoung: Jump.

You wrap your legs around him, dick stretching you as he presses you into the wall behind you.

Doyoung: My cock's missed fucking you like this.

You've missed getting fucked by him.

You move your hips to signal that you're ready and he pounds into you mercilessly. You scream as the motion of your bodies makes noise against the wall.

Y/n: So good!

He leaves more hickeys wherever there was an empty space on your body, cock being swallowed by your swollen cunt.

Doyoung can't keep his moans to himself, usually he's so composed. He can't help it since it's the first time in months that he's seen you, let alone fucked you.

You feel tears streaming down your face at how good he was making you feel.

How good his cock makes you feel.

He growls at the sight, rutting into you faster. The fact that you're crying out of pleasure gives him the need to fuck you more.

It boosts his ego.

Y/n: Doyoung!

And now his name falls from your swollen lips, his dick twitching inside you.

Y/n: I'm cumming!

You fucks you through your orgasm.

Doyoung: Gonna get you pregnant, love. Fill you up with my babies. You want that?

Y/n: Please, please, please! Want you to fill me up.

Amd who is he to say no to that?

He thrusts a few more times before spilling as deep inside your womb as he can.

He kisses all over your face and carries you to the bed, cock still inside you.

Doyoung: Can we stay like this? I love having you this close to me.

Y/n: Of course, baby.

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a/n: meh. i think writing lots of fics in the span of two days with little sleep has drained my creative juices. thank you for reading ‹𝟹

[lovetaroandtaemin]

Take Me to Church

Kim Dongyoung x Reader

Word count: 5,197

THIS FIC IS NSFW! MINORS DNI!

Content warnings: Smut (unprotected sex, some dirty talk, riding, a little bit of dry humping, car sex, a little bit of biting, mention of blowjobs), suggestive dialogue, religious themes, infidelity, excessive alcohol consumption, pregnancy, reader and Doyoung are both toxic as fuck. I am so sorry about the angst (no I'm not).

If I missed any warnings please let me know!

Fic is under the cut.

The only thing that made going to church bearable as a teenager was seeing your boyfriend, Dongyoung. The clothes that you wore to church were uncomfortable. The services themselves were way too long and almost made you fall asleep. Plus, everyone there really only cared about you because your parents were well-liked. Well, everyone there except Dongyoung, that is.

Your families had been close for generations, so the two of you grew up seeing each other frequently. He was always kind to you when you saw him, no matter what. His kindness is what made you love him almost immediately, even when you were a kid that didn’t really know what that meant. He was your best friend throughout your childhood, and it was only a matter of time before you two started dating as teenagers.

Everyone that knew you and Dongyoung thought that you were an odd match. You had completely different circles of friends and completely different hobbies. He was the student leader of your high school’s Bible club. You stole alcohol from your friends’ parents and got drunk at the lake every Friday night. He was a good Christian boy. You were a stereotypical rebellious teenager. Even your parents worried that you would be a bad influence on Dongyoung, but what other people thought didn’t matter to him. He loved you, and he was certain that he always would.

Leading your school’s Bible club is how Dongyoung realized that he wanted to be a pastor. It was obvious to anyone that saw him that he loved God dearly from an early age, so when he told you that he wanted to go into ministry it just made sense.

Since you didn’t want to hinder his chances at achieving his dream, you cleaned up your act. You dropped your friends that had encouraged your unruly behavior. You stopped drinking alcohol. You made a real effort to pay attention in church. Everyone around you noticed and was amazed by the change in your personality. While you still weren’t truly sure if you believed in God, you made damn sure that you were good at playing the part for your boyfriend’s sake.

When you started college, you were a bit concerned about your relationship. Dongyoung was going to a Bible college on the other side of the country, while you stayed in your hometown to pursue an education degree at your local community college. When you told him about your concerns, especially the distance, your boyfriend was quick to reassure you that everything would be ok. You both loved each other, and that was what mattered. When the conversation ended you were both sure that your relationship would last through college.

The distance between you was harder to adjust to than you were willing to admit. You were willing to try, of course, but it was jarring going from seeing someone nearly every day to once every few weeks. Dongyoung was struggling to adjust as well, but he was a bit more optimistic about it since he was excited to be following his dream.

What made maintaining your relationship through college difficult for Dongyoung was his parents. They had never approved of you, but they were “willing to let it slide because they thought it was just a silly high school relationship,” according to his mother. Now that he was seriously planning to become a pastor, they felt that he should find a good Christian woman, something that they did not believe you were.

Dongyoung tried to reason with his parents, he really did. He reminded them that you had changed a lot since the two of you first started seeing each other. They had to have noticed it, he reasoned. His parents confirmed that they saw how drastically you had changed over the years, but they still were suspicious of you and your behavior. Telling him that they only wanted what was best for him, they gave him an ultimatum. Dongyoung either had to break up with you, or they would stop helping him pay for college.

To say that it broke you when he ended your relationship was an understatement. You had just finished your second year of college, and Dongyoung was home for the summer. That was supposed to mean that you would get to spend more time with your boyfriend, but instead it just meant that the man you loved was now your ex. He didn’t tell you what his parents had said about you, instead he told you that long distance was too much for him when he was already stressed about school, and that he wanted to focus on school because of how important his degree was to him.

“Am I not important to you?” you asked.

“That’s not what I meant. You know that you are.”

“Then why are you leaving?”

“I have to.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

Dongyoung refused to answer. He knew that he was hurting you by leaving, but he also knew that he wouldn’t be able to stay in school if his parents stopped helping him pay for it. What he had told you was partially true, as well. It killed him not being able to see you every day anymore. The part about focusing on school, however, was bullshit. School was stressful, sure, but knowing that you had his back made that stress easier to deal with. After he broke up with you he still had to deal with the stress from school, but he also had to deal with losing the woman he loved. He lost count of how many times he considered dropping out after you broke up.

It took you a long time to heal after Dongyoung left, but you still managed. You decided that if Dongyoung was going to focus on school, then so were you. You dedicated as much of your time as possible to your degree, and it paid off. You graduated with a Bachelor of Education, and you were excited to finally find work as a teacher.

After breaking up with you, Dongyoung started to regret every decision that he had ever made. He knew that losing you would be the greatest regret of his life, but he didn’t really have a choice. Now he wondered if ministry was really the right path for him, and if going to a college across the country that he struggled to afford had even been worth it.

Years went by, and you felt like your life was perfect. You had the job of your dreams, and you lived in a new city that was far from the heartbreak and tedium of your hometown. You even had better friends now, like your roommates Nayeon and Jisoo. You hadn’t really dated anyone since you broke up with Dongyoung, but you were ok with that. Sure, you had hooked up with people from time to time, but you didn’t really want anything serious. Your friends and your career were all you needed.

It was the end of another taxing school year when you got a call from your parents. They asked the typical questions, like how your day went and if you were relieved that the year was over. They also asked you if you would come back to your hometown and visit now that you had an extended break from work. They asked this every summer in the hopes that they could see you more than a few times a year. Usually you said no, but this time you figured that it couldn’t hurt. You had missed your family dearly, and you were dying to know what had been going on in your hometown since you moved away.

You arrived in your hometown just over a week later, and the first place you went after seeing your parents (and agreeing to go to church with them while you were in town) was the nearest bar to their house. In the years since college had ended you had started occasionally drinking again, and with the end of another school year you really wanted to celebrate.

When you walked into the bar the last person you expected to see was Dongyoung. You knew that you would probably run into him eventually, but you never thought it would be here. In a single moment, all of the feelings you had once harbored for him came rushing back. He had grown up a lot in the years since you had seen him, and he looked good. You wondered if he would be as happy to see you as you were to see him.

“Surprised” is not a strong enough word for what Dongyoung felt when he saw you walk into his favorite bar. It was something that he had wished for a thousand times since your relationship ended, but he never thought it would actually happen. He wondered for a moment if he should talk to you, but he didn’t have to wonder for long because you approached him first.

“Hi, Dongyoung.”

“Hi, (Y/N). How have you been?”

“I’m doing well. How are you?”

Dongyoung had a decision to make. He could either be truthful and admit that he had missed you dearly, or he could lie and say that he was ok. He chose the latter, desperately hoping that you wouldn’t catch on.

“I’m well, thanks. What are you doing here?” he asked, hoping you didn’t notice his hesitation.

“Oh, I just wanted a celebratory drink.”

“No, I mean I thought you moved away.”

“I did. I’m just back visiting since I have some time off.”

“I see.”

The two of you spent what felt like an eternity chatting about whatever came to mind as you drank. You noticed that Dongyoung was quiet whenever you asked him about what his life had been like since you split up, so you mostly chose to reminisce about old times. He had always been a private person, so you assumed he was just anxious because he hadn’t seen you in so long.

Dongyoung wasn’t sure if it was just the alcohol talking or if you had gotten even more beautiful since the last time he saw you, but either way he wanted you. He could only hope that you wanted him the same way when he asked, “Would you like to get out of here?” He was taken aback, to say the least, when you said yes. Dongyoung quickly paid for your drinks and got you two an Uber to a nearby motel. It was just outside of your hometown, and it was perfect. There would be no familiar faces.

When you both got into the car, you could barely keep your hands off of each other. Whether it was the alcohol or the desperation of missing each other, neither of you could say for sure. Either way, waiting for Dongyoung to check you two into a room for the night was torture.

Dongyoung practically dragged you to the room once you were checked in. As soon as the door was shut, you were pinned against it and he was kissing you. You hated to admit it, but you had missed the feeling of his lips on yours. If the way he held onto you like you were gonna disappear any second was any indication, he had missed it too.

He pulled away, and before anything else could happen he asked, “Are you sure that you want to do this?”

“I’m sure. I want you.”

That was all Dongyoung needed to hear before he pulled you over to the bed and sat you on his lap. You kissed him again as you started to slowly move your hips against his. He groaned at the feeling, and it only made you want him more. You had always loved his voice but hearing it as he moaned your name made you feel like you were in heaven. You couldn’t take it anymore.

“I need you inside me,” you begged.

His only response was, “Please?”

You quickly stood up and removed your clothes, and he did the same before you got back on his lap. As he guided you onto his cock, you let out a breath that you didn’t realize you were holding. After taking a moment to adjust to his size, you slowly started to move up and down. Dongyoung would never admit this aloud, but he had fantasized about this for a long time. You never slept together when you dated, both overly concerned about staying “pure” at the time. Clearly, neither of you cared about that anymore.

“Fuck, feels so good,” you moaned.

“I know, baby, you take me so well. Should have done this years ago.”

As you continued to ride him, you started to struggle to hold yourself up. He noticed and wrapped his arms around your waist, bouncing you on his cock himself. You leaned your head on his shoulder and let him fuck up into you as you lost yourself in pleasure.

After a while, you could feel his thrusts start to get more erratic and it made you desperate to cum. So, you started to rub your clit, moaning louder at the feeling. Your moans were like music to Dongyoung’s ears, and he mentally scolded himself for not letting himself hear them sooner.

You tried to warn him that you were close, you really did. But before the words could come out of your mouth, you were coming undone around him. Your orgasm triggered his own, and you loved the whimpers that left his mouth as he came inside you.

You sat together on the bed as you came down from your highs, struggling to catch your breath. You never expected your first time with Dongyoung to be a drunk one-night stand, but truthfully you didn’t regret it. Once you felt like you could move, you tried to get up to find your clothes. He didn’t let you, however, wanting to hold you just a little bit longer.

After you were both cleaned up and dressed again, you laid down together. There wasn’t really any conversation since both of you were more concerned with enjoying each other’s presence than filling the silence. Just before you fell asleep, however, he whispered something that you never expected to hear, “You know I never wanted to leave, right?” You tried to ask him what he meant, but he didn’t respond, too busy pretending to sleep to answer.

When you woke up the next morning, Dongyoung was gone. There was no trace of him in the hotel room except for his scent on the pillow next to you. You still wanted to ask him about what he said the night before, but you had no way to contact him. You decided that you would ask your parents if they had his number after church.

When you got to the church, you quickly found a seat next to your parents. You started to look around, taking in the scenery of the building that you once spent most of your time in. The last thing that you expected to see was Dongyoung enter with a woman on his arm. She was gorgeous, and she was smiling at him like nothing else in the world mattered as he greeted people. She was also pushing a sleeping baby in a stroller. As you watched the way he held onto her, you understood why he didn’t open up much about his life when you were at the bar.

You considered saying hi, but before you could he was approaching the pulpit to begin the service. That was the moment that you realized he had achieved the dream that he talked to you about so often. Your parents had told you that church leadership had changed, but they didn’t tell you that your ex was now the lead pastor.

Just like when you were a kid, service went by painstakingly slowly. Ironically, the sermon was about sexual morality. When Dongyoung started speaking about the importance of remaining loyal to your spouse, it took every ounce of willpower you had to avoid bursting into laughter. As you tried to stay calm, you wondered if anyone else had noticed the way Dongyoung’s hands shook or the tears in his eyes when he spoke about how rewarding it had been to stay faithful to his wife.

As service ended and everyone made their way out of the sanctuary, you decided to say hello to your former church’s new pastor. When he saw you approach him he looked terrified, and you had to admit you found joy in that.

You said hello, and he took the opportunity to introduce you to his wife, Joy. You learned that they had been married for 3 years, that she was the niece of the church’s former pastor, and that their son Jaehyun was 6 months old.

“Who is this, honey?” Joy asked, concerned by your familiarity with her husband.

“This is (Y/N), she’s just an old friend,” Dongyoung replied, hoping his voice didn’t give away how nervous he was.

“Right, friend,” you mumbled.

“What was that?” Joy asked.

“Oh, nothing. Would you like to get dinner tonight to catch up, Pastor Kim? It’s been so long since the last time we saw each other.” you said, your voice dripping with false sweetness.

“That sounds lovely,” Dongyoung replied with a smile. “Do you mind, honey?”

“Not at all, dear,” Joy said.

You and Dongyoung exchanged numbers to discuss your plans for dinner, and Joy watched as you two interacted. She could tell what your intentions with Dongyoung were immediately, but she stayed calm because she still trusted her husband. He hoped that she didn’t know how wrong she had been to do that.

Now that you knew that Dongyoung was married, your hopes of getting back together should have stopped, but they didn’t. After all, he had willingly left his wife at home to fuck you. The fact should have filled you with disgust, but it only gave you an ego boost as you drove home and thought about when you would be able to fuck him again.

When you got home, you texted Dongyoung to talk about where to go for dinner. He suggested a small restaurant out of town, and you agreed, understanding that he couldn’t risk his congregation seeing him out with a woman that wasn’t Joy. Just in case someone you knew did see you, however, you each brought a Bible and came up with an excuse that he was giving you spiritual guidance on a personal matter.

You knew that it was probably wrong, but you decided to dress up a little bit for dinner. You chose a bright red dress that you knew showed off your curves, some gold jewelry, and your favorite heels. Your outfit was so decidedly sexy that you could only hope that no one saw you out with your now-married ex.

Once you were at the restaurant, you waited patiently for Dongyoung. When he showed up a few minutes later in a dress shirt and black slacks, you almost wanted to take him right there. You decided to be patient, however. When he saw you he complimented your appearance, and you did the same. Before you could say much more, however, the restaurant’s host showed you to your table and you sat down.

After you ordered your drinks, the first question you asked was, “What did you say last night?”

“I never wanted to leave,” he mumbled in response.

“Then why did you?”

He was silent for a few minutes before he admitted, “My parents threatened to stop helping me pay for school if I stayed. Without their help I would have had to drop out, and I really didn’t want to do that.”

You were silent as you processed his words. A part of you was relieved that he hadn’t stopped loving you, but you were also hurt that he never told you the truth. If he had told you what was going on, you would have been there for him just like you had always been, and you could have helped him figure something else out. You knew that there was no point dwelling on what had happened, though, so you just said, “I’m sorry, I had no idea.”

“I didn’t want to tell you because of the things that they said about you.”

“What did they say?”

“Let’s not talk about that, I just want to enjoy the time I have with you now.”

You and Dongyoung talked about what your lives had been like since splitting up, this time with more honesty now that you knew about his family situation. You told him about your new friends, your teaching job, and how you were fairly sure your parents still wanted the two of you to get back together. He told you that his parents had introduced him to Joy because they thought she was the kind of “godly woman” that he should marry as a future pastor, that he had named his son after his best friend from college, and that he had only married Joy to keep up appearances.

“Do you love her?” you asked.

His only reply was, “I don’t know, it’s complicated.”

At the end of the meal, he explained that he couldn’t book another hotel room for the night, since he had told Joy he would be home at a certain time. You were disappointed until he quietly added that he still had about an hour until that time and invited you to sit in his car with him for a little while before he had to go home.

As soon as you were both in his car he kissed you. As you reveled in the feeling of his lips on yours again, you were grateful that the restaurant hadn’t been crowded and that he had parked in a secluded area. The kiss got more heated as small moans left your mouth, and before you knew it Dongyoung was instructing you to move to the backseat.

You did as you were told, and within seconds he was on top of you. He kissed you like he never would again, desperate to feel you for as long as he could. When he finally pulled away to breathe, you said, “Please?”

“Please what, baby?”

“Please fuck me.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure. God damn it, please!”

When Dongyoung heard you beg, something snapped. He needed to be inside of you, and he needed to be inside of you now. He moved just long enough to pull his slacks and boxers down as you moved your skirt and pulled your panties down. In an instant he was on top of you again, lining the tip of his cock up with your pussy. He slowly started to push his hips forward, groaning as he did. You threw your head back with a moan, loving how he felt.

The back seat of his car was cramped, but neither of you cared. The only thing that mattered in the moment was that you had each other. You knew that what you were doing was wrong, but you still never wanted it to end. As Dongyoung thrusted in and out, all you could think about was how good it felt and how badly you wanted him to be yours forever.

“Fuck, baby, you take me so well,” he said with a moan. You didn’t respond, too lost in pleasure to speak.

It didn’t take long before Dongyoung’s thrusts grew sloppier. He had tried to make this encounter last as long as he could, but he knew that there was only so much that he could take. He loved the way you clenched around him too much to last much longer.

“Shit, I’m close, where do you want it?” he asked.

“I want you to cum inside me. Please, please, please,” you begged, desperate to feel his release again.

That was all it took for a loud moan to fall from Dongyoung’s lips as he stilled inside you. As you felt his release, you started to rub your clit in a desperate attempt to reach your own. Dongyoung noticed what you were doing and moved your hand away, replacing it with his as he started to gently bite your neck. His mouth back on you was all you needed to reach your own high, moaning his name as you did.

Once Dongyoung made sure that you were ok, he slowly moved off of you and helped you to sit up. He held you while you caught your breath, whispering sweet nothings as the two of you calmed down. His words gave you a sense of peace that you hadn’t had in a long time.

That peace was short lived, however, because he had to leave. You knew Dongyoung would have to go home to his wife at some point, but you still dreaded it. Before you got out of his car he kissed you again, promising to see you soon. You slowly made your way back to your car and drove to your parents’ house, hoping they wouldn’t ask you any questions.

When you got home, you thought about whether you would be ok with staying in your hometown if it meant that you could be with Dongyoung again. Since you had come back, you had started to fall in love with him all over again. Of course, you were hesitant to leave your job and your friends, but the thought of losing him again killed you inside. So, you seriously considered asking him to leave Joy for you. You knew that this was a big thing to ask of someone, though, so decided to wait until you were more certain and see what happened next before you asked.

You continued to see Dongyoung a few times a week the entire time you were in your hometown. The week before you were supposed to go home was no different at first. You went out to the same restaurant as usual, except this time since Joy had taken Jaehyun to visit her parents for the weekend, Dongyoung had booked a hotel room for the two of you. You were ecstatic to be able to spend a full night with him again instead of the usual quickie in his car or the occasional blowjob in the church’s bathroom.

Dinner went like it always did. You talked about what you did through the week and how much you enjoyed seeing each other. Then, you went back to the hotel. Just like the previous times you went out with Dongyoung, he fucked you like he would never see you again. Afterwards, when you were cleaned up and in bed, you decided that now was the time. You gently asked if you could talk to him about something, and he said, “Of course, baby. What’s up?”

“What would you say if I told you I was thinking about staying here?”

Dongyoung was shocked to say the least, but he thought about it for a moment and asked, “Why?”

“I want to be with you again. And I mean seriously be with you, not just sneak around when you have free time.”

“You know we can’t do that, (Y/N).”

“Why not? You told me yourself that you don’t want to be married to her anyway.”

“And if it was just me and Joy I would consider it, but I have Jaehyun to think about now. I can’t just leave him without a father.”

“You wouldn’t be leaving him without a father, Dongyoung. You’d still be his father, just with me.”

“I can’t leave him, (Y/N), and I can’t risk my job by divorcing Joy.”

“Like you haven’t been risking your job anyway to go out a few times a week and fuck your ex while your wife is home caring for your son?”

Dongyoung was silent as what he had been doing really hit him. You decided that you were done, packing your bag to leave. Before you left, you said, “Listen, Dongyoung. I love you. I have loved you for most of my life, and a small part of me probably will always love you, but I cannot do this anymore. The entire time we’ve been doing this I have been holding out hope that we could actually be together again, and now that I know that isn’t going to happen I’m not going to keep sneaking around with you. I appreciate the extra time that we had, but it ends here.”

You walked out the door of the hotel room, leaving Dongyoung to think about the choices that he had made. He wondered about what could have been if he hadn’t given in to what his parents wanted for him. Would he be married to you instead of Joy? Would you two have kids? Would he still be a pastor even? He knew that he no longer deserved to be one, so he spent the rest of the night sobbing into the hotel pillows, begging God to forgive him for going astray.

You got out of going to church the next day by telling your parents you were sick, and you got ready to go back home. How you managed to avoid Dongyoung for the entire last week of your trip, you had no idea, but you were grateful for it. It was funny, really. You spent most of your time in your hometown desperate to see him, but now you were spending the remainder of it desperate to avoid him.

It had been 2 weeks since you got home, and you felt like a dumpster fire. On top of being upset that you lost Dongyoung again, you had been feeling sick for weeks. You told your roommates, and they asked you about your symptoms and how long you had been feeling sick.

“(Y/N), do you think you could be pregnant?” Nayeon asked.

You thought about it, and you realized that it was a strong possibility. Unable to speak, you just nodded. Nayeon offered to go buy you a test while Jisoo offered to stay with you and help you stay calm. You told her everything about what had happened while you were away, and she held you as you properly cried over Dongyoung for the first time since your arrangement ended.

When Nayeon got back, you took the test. While you waited for the results, you told Nayeon about what happened too. You knew that what you had done was wrong, but at the time you were only thinking about how badly you wanted Dongyoung back. Now that you didn’t want him back, he might be a part of your life forever.

When the test was ready, you couldn’t look at it yourself at first. Jisoo was the first to see the results of the test, but her initial silence told you everything that you needed to know. When she finally showed you the test, you broke down in sobs again. You were pregnant, and you knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Dongyoung was your baby’s father.

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Contém: conteúdo sugestivo, consumo de álcool, Doyoung e leitora super boiolas um pelo outro; N/A: Essa coisa linda foi escrita em conjunto com a @helixnebula, minha linda bestie gigi (pra não dizer que ela fez tudo e eu só fiz o beta)

   Você terminava de colocar seus acessórios em frente ao espelho do quarto que dividia com Doyoung, conferiu sua aparência no espelho antes de pegar sua bolsa que se encontrava em cima da cama e estava pronta. Você e Doyoung estavam de férias por alguns dias em Paris e estavam se preparando para sair para jantar no L’atelier de Joël Robuchon, restaurante duas estrelas Michelin que vocês sempre quiseram conhecer, mas devido as agendas sempre lotadas, nunca tiveram a oportunidade.

  Ao passar pela porta, pode encontrar o Kim de pé no meio da sala do quarto do hotel no qual estavam hospedados, sua presença e o barulho de seus saltos contra o piso de madeira chamaram a atenção do mais velho que logo levou o olhar até sua figura, analisando cada detalhe de sua aparência e sorrindo como um bobo.

   – As vezes eu desconfio que devo ter salvado um país na outra vida pra ter você na atual. - Se aproximou, segurando seu queixo delicadamente com uma mão e depositando um selar demorado em seus lábios. – Você está espetacular, mon amour.

   Não pode evitar que uma risada leve saísse ao ouvir ele te chamar dessa forma. – ‘Tô pensando seriamente em passar mais tempo na França se isso significar que você vai me chamar assim mais vezes. – Então o Kim sussurrou em seu ouvido dessa vez “mon amour” e sentiu seu coração dar piruetas, era fraca demais por ele. – Vamos logo, linda.

  Ao tocar na maçaneta do quarto do hotel, ouviram um barulho estrondoso vindo do lado de fora, era um trovão. Começara a chover em Paris. Não conseguiu esconder a decepção que tomou conta de seu rosto, vocês passaram tanto tempo planejando esses encontros na cidade luz e logo quando estavam prestes a sair um temporal assola a região.

   – Eu não acredito nisso! – Diz voltando seu corpo para a varanda do quarto, olhando a paisagem do lado de fora tornar-se cada vez mais molhada. – Não acredito que me arrumei à toa! Vamos perder a reserva do hotel e nem vai dar pra passear após o jantar. – A decepção era clara em sua voz, estava tão animada para aquela noite que não imaginou que seus planos seriam estragados dessa forma.

   – Ei, ‘tá tudo bem. – Doyoung passou as mãos pela sua cintura, apoiando a cabeça em seu ombro, deixando ali um selar reconfortante enquanto também olhava para o lado de fora do hotel. – Você está linda demais para não aproveitar, o que acha de fazermos algo aqui no quarto mesmo?

   – O que tem em mente? – Não podia evitar soar frustrada, mas ao menos estava junto de Doyoung, por mais que seus planos iniciais tenham sido levados água abaixo, literalmente.

– Podemos abrir a garrafa de Chablis que compramos ontem e cortar aquela peça de brie que encontramos no mercado outro dia, o que me diz? – Sentiu o aperto do mesmo aumentar, não negaria que o convite te interessava muito. Poder passar um momento mais íntimo com o Kim apreciando um bom vinho era algo que nunca recusaria. Portanto, acenou positivamente com a cabeça, virando o corpo para depositar um beijo singelo na bochecha do mais velho – Então, meu bem, pode se acomodar na varanda que já trago nosso vinho e queijo.

   Com isso o Kim foi em direção ao frigobar pegar o que havia prometido e você abriu a porta da varanda da sala do hotel, fez questão de arrumar a posição da pequena mesa que havia no lugar para que ela ficasse em frente ao sofá de canto presente no local, para que pudessem apoiar as taças, a garrafa e a tábua. Ao terminar, sentou-se em um dos lugares do sofá e aguardou a chegada de Doyoung enquanto assistia a chuva que caía lá fora, a qual não lhe atingia devido a proteção de vidro da sacada.

   Poucos instantes depois o Kim chega equilibrando o vinho, as taças e uma tábua com o queijo que haviam comprado perfeitamente cortado, não pode evitar em se sentir realizada ao notar o capricho com o qual o outro havia preparado aquilo, por mais simples que fosse. – Não poderia desperdiçar você tão linda assim com qualquer coisa, então fiz questão de preparar como se fosse algo que um chef faria, espero que tenha gostado.

   Não tardou em se virar para o mais velho, que agora encontrava-se sentado ao seu lado, e acariciar sua bochecha com sua mão direita, podia ver nos seus olhos o quanto ele esperava sua genuína aprovação sobre seu esforço e então lhe deu a resposta mais sincera que encontrou no momento. Depositou um beijo demorado e leve em seus lábios, ocasionando num sorriso logo em seguida. – Eu adorei tudo, meu amor.

  Após mais alguns selares, se serviram com o vinho e passaram a conversar sobre diversos assuntos cotidianos, sobre sua viagem até então enquanto assistiam os pingos de chuva caírem furiosamente sobre as ruas e molhar a paisagem parisiense. Após algumas taças de vinho, pode notar que Doyoung já se encontrava um pouco mais “alegre”, era nítido que o álcool estava surtindo efeito e você não podia não o achar adorável e extremamente atraente. A forma como já se encontrava sem seu blazer devido ao calor que a bebida o havia proporcionado e o rosto levemente avermelhado eram seu atual interesse, não conseguindo desvencilhar seus olhos da figura masculina ao seu lado.

   De repente, o Kim levantou-se do sofá e ofereceu uma mão a você, fazendo menção para que a segurasse e se levantasse. – Dança comigo? – O pedido a pegou de surpresa, culpava a bebida pela súbita animação do outro, mas nunca recusaria um pedido para dançar com Kim Doyoung.

   Então ele deu play em seu celular, que havia conectado a caixa de som que havia do outro lado da varanda, então as primeiras notas de All I Got tomaram conta do ambiente. Sentiu um dos braços do mais velho te puxar para mais perto, colando seus corpos, levou seus braços até seu pescoço e os deixou ali, então passaram a se movimentar lentamente pela varanda.

   Queria culpar o álcool, mas não podia evitar sentir seu corpo cada vez mais quente. O som da chuva caindo lá fora, a música que invadia seus ouvidos, o calor do corpo de Doyoung colado ao seu e te guiando da forma mais sensual e elegante possível, tinha certeza que estava fantasiando demais, devia ser o vinho. Entretanto, ao abrir os olhos, pegou Doyoung no pulo lhe encarando com os olhinhos puxados reluzentes e se sentiu acanhada por um segundo, sabia que seu rosto havia ficado tão rubro quanto a bebida que tomavam.

   – Você ‘tá tão linda. – O Kim disse enquanto acariciava seus cabelos, colocando uma mecha atrás de sua orelha e deixando um beijo singelo em sua bochecha. – Eu quase não consigo aguentar. – sentiu o nariz percorrer a lateral de seu rosto e seu maxilar, deixando ali um beijo. Você sentiu seu corpo todo entrar em combustão com apenas aquele inocente gesto, mais uma vez culpando o álcool que, cá entre nós, não tinha um papel tão relevante assim no seu estado atual, seu motivo era muito mais físico.

   Se aproximou da orelha de Doyoung, não sem antes deixar um selar em sua bochecha que o fez sorrir, e não se conteve em sussurrar: – Então não aguente. – E com essas palavras, sentiu o aperto em sua cintura aumentar e seu corpo ser guiado em direção ao parapeito e vidro da varanda, logo tendo suas costas chocadas levemente contra a estrutura. Então encarou o mais velho novamente e pode ver um sorriso sugestivo surgir em seus lábios ao mesmo tempo que trouxe seu quadril de encontro ao dele com mais força. – Você ainda vai me enlouquecer, mon amour. – Ao ouvir o apelido francês, cravou suas unhas nos ombros largos enquanto sentia o choque dos lábios macios contra os seus em um beijo fervoroso, tinha certeza que quem enlouqueceria ali era você se ele continuasse te chamando dessa forma, mas não queria que aquilo parasse.

   – Repete. – Doyoung cessou o beijo, deixando uma mordida leve em seu lábio inferior, para encarar seu rosto e ter certeza do que havia acabado de ouvir. E como se te desafiasse a falar novamente, levantou uma sobrancelha e com uma expressão brincalhona esperou que você implorasse. – Por favor, amor, fala de novo.

– Gosta quando te chamo assim? – Te prensou ainda mais contra a estrutura da varanda, colando-se ao seu corpo que fervia em antecipação e paixão. – Mon amour. – Então sussurrou em seu ouvido, com o melhor sotaque francês que poderia adquirir no momento. Foi aí que você sentiu como se suas pernas viraram gelatina. Não se conteve em fechar os olhos e se deleitar na forma como o apelido soava saindo dos lábios bonitos e agora inchados devido ao beijo.

   Não resistiu em puxá-lo novamente para um beijo quente, dessa vez perdeu seus dígitos entre os cabelos escuros porque não conseguia encontrar formas suficientes para expressar como estava se sentindo. O leve gosto de álcool que o beijo de vocês tinha lhe entorpecia, as mãos compridas passeando pelo seu corpo era como brasa queimando. Doyoung trazia à você o calor do inferno em meio ao torpor do paraíso e você nunca se cansaria disso.

   – Prefere terminar essa noite no quarto? – Ele perguntou ao cessar os beijos e continuar com as carícias pelo seu corpo, lhe encarando com as íris transbordando luxúria e a pele quente como se estivesse prestes a entrar em combustão.

   – Eu estive pensando e… – Você então aproximou seus lábios da orelha do Kim, sussurrando inebriada pela tensão. – Quero que ela termine aqui. – Não pode evitar em soltar um riso leve ao notar o aperto em sua cintura se intensificar e as orbes escuras lhe encararem espantadas, sentimento que logo foi substituído por pura lascívia.

   Então vocês continuaram a noite ali, naquela varanda, com a cidade luz como paisagem e a lua testemunha de sua paixão.

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(Dojae) Red Flag

Doyoung - 27 My career will always take precedence over our relationship. My best friend and I have matching rings we wear on our ring fingers. Nothing you buy me will ever replace it. I’m allergic to exercise and green vegetables. Do not ever ask me to go camping or fishing or hiking with you. The only hobbies I enjoy are sleeping and watching dramas.

Surely, Doyoung thinks, surely no one will swipe right on this.

Alternatively: Doyoung purposefully creates the worst dating profile to fulfill a promise. Jaehyun has been waiting years for this opportunity.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/38267704

[ihavethedreamies]

Best Friend's Brother | Doyoung

Kim Dongyoung (Doyoung - NCT 127)

Rating: M (18+) MDNI

Word Count: ~5.4k

Pairing: Doyoung x AFAB!Reader

Genre: Reader-Insert, Smut, Some Plot, Friends to Lovers

!!This is smut…if that much isn't clear you should probably leave now!! MDNI!

Warnings: She/Her Pronouns used, Small Age Difference (Like 5 years, reader is 19 and he's 24), Swearing, Kissing, Oral (M! Receiving), Fingering, Spanking (once or twice), Unprotected Sex (Use a condom! She's on the pill)

Author's Note: I wrote this a long time ago and had it saved somewhere else and totally forgot about it till the other day, lol. I Beta-ed it myself but there might be some errors still.

I am cross-posting this on Archive and Wattpad. Please reblog! If you know anyone that would like this or future fics but they aren't on here my name and icon are exactly the same on the other sites. Happy reading!

You had always had eyes for your friend's brother. It was nearly impossible not to give the fact that he was simultaneously the cutest and hottest thing on the face of the earth. There were times where Doyoung would smile or laugh and you heart would melt; the other times he would get angry or annoyed, and THAT look…made your ovaries explode. His broad shoulders and narrow build appealed to you more than the ripped guys you'd meet at the gym. You did always wonder what he had hiding under there though, because every time you were at the pool, he either didn’t get in or wore a shirt…Though, the wet fabric clinging to his body didn’t leave too much to the imagination. The worst part though, was that your best friend knew EVERYTHING. And she would tease you mercilessly for it. She was never disgusted by your crush on her brother; however, she requested to never have to see anything between the two of you. Fat chance at anything happening though. To him, you were like another little sister. You had been friends with his actual sister for many, many years, and he probably still saw you as the toothless six-year-old that hit him in the head with a plastic baseball bat. It wasn’t on purpose of course, but he, and his sister, never let you live it down.

Luckily, since he was five years older, there was never a point where you two were at the same school. You weren’t sure you could handle all the stares and attention he got from other girls, because he for damn sure got it. You remembered one valentine's day the amount of chocolates and notes he brought home from school. The year after you had decided to make chocolates for him yourself, but when they turned out terribly misshapen -still tasty- you ate them yourself.

Little did he know, you had a framed picture with him on your vanity…Not in a creepy way. It was from a few summers back where your group of friends had gone camping and he went along with some of his friends to basically chaperone. Therefore, there were other people in the picture, not just him. Your favorite part of it was that he is standing behind you with that beautiful smile, his hand resting on your head. Right after the picture was taken, he ruffled your hair, then dispersed with the rest of the group. That night, several of your friends flirted and joked with his friends, but you and he sat aside, watching the shenanigans. You were both exhausted but would be teased endlessly if you went to bed, so you sat together under a tree watching the fireflies. It wasn’t until later that you had found out you had fallen asleep on his shoulder, and he fell asleep with his head resting on yours. Rumor had it, your best friend had a picture, but refused to show you. She claimed she needed it for when she did something otherwise unforgivable and needed an out.

One day you were over at her apartment, both of you studying on a hot late-spring day, the open windows allowing for a nice breeze to waft through. Her apartment was settled above her aunt's bakery and so she got a discount on rent. Since their aunt and uncle had no children themselves, Doyoung was set to inherit the business in a few years. On nice days, they would sit outside and offer samples and coupons to people walking by, and his beautiful face always drew people in like flies. It was honestly amazing to listen to him chuckle and converse with customers, but also distracted you from your studies. Often your friend would catch you, eyes closed, reveling in listening to him, daydreaming.

"Yah! Get to work." She tapped the end of her pencil on your notebook.

"Sorry." You snapped out of it and got back to taking notes. Summer break was approaching, which meant so were finals. Not too worried about it you realized you might gain a reason to be if you continued to drift off into Doyoung land. It had become soon to closing time for the bakery, staying open till about six pm that time of year. You decided to take a break and got off the floor to pace her apartment. The remnants of the food you had delivered had been put in the refrigerator and the dishes had long since been picked up by the delivery boy. Opening the fridge, you scan through it, feeling a bit snacky but not sure what you wanted. You also had a bad habit of opening the fridge when in the kitchen even if you weren’t hungry. Going to the small balcony, you leaned on the railing to watch Doyoung sweeping in front of the store and wiping tables down. The sleeves of his white button-up were rolled to above his elbow, and his jeans were perfectly hugging-

"How's studying going?" His voice startled you and your eyes moved from his ass to his eyes. He was looking up at you like a curious bunny and it was the cutest freaking-

"Uh, it's going." You huffed a small laugh awkwardly, hoping he didn’t catch you staring.

"Do you need any help?" He asked and you blinked back. Should you take the opportunity? You really didn’t need help…You glanced behind you at the pile of books and papers on the table, as well as his sister conked out, drooling on her homework.

"Uh, yes please. I'll be right down!" You called as quietly as you could for him to still hear you, but not wake her up, and shuffled back inside to grab your study materials. Your sandals flapped on the stairs as you descended the outside staircase and moved to meet him out front.

"Let's go sit inside, it’s a bit cooler." He smiled and motioned for you to follow. He closed the doors, flipped the sign to closed, and you found a table. There were only three small tables inside, so you had to put some of your stuff on the windowsill next to you. He removed his apron - dear lord his buttons were STRUGGLING - and moved the chair from across to next to you.

"What class are you studying for right now?" He asked.

"Advanced World History." You weren’t exactly having trouble, but it was the hardest class you needed to study for. His eyes widened then he blinked at you.

"You're, what, a second year? I could have never at nineteen." He shook his head.

"Can you now?" You asked and he laughed. Your heart thudded so hard it's like she fell over the railing of a balcony.

"I can try…I should have asked what class before I offered." He huffed a nervous laugh.

"Well, maybe you can just help me go over the study guide. You know, make sure I know what I'm talking about." You handed him a green-paper packet and he turned his chair to face you better, leaning back into it. He began to go over questions, and you answered, but he tripped you up. You had memorized them in order, and he was reading off at random. This meant you had to actually know what the answer was instead of relying on repetition.

"Daeng! Try again!" He eyed you over the top of the paper playfully. You crinkled your nose, thinking.

"You're so cute." he whispered, but you heard it. Your head shot up to stare at him, and realization crossed his face that he said it out loud. You expected him to brush it off as some little sister thing, but his cheeks and ears turned a bright red.

"I'm cute? Me? No, no, you're cute." You had no idea where the confident flirtation came from, but you were dead serious. He blinked at you again.

"Cute." You pointed at him. Your deadpan stare and serious tone caught him off guard. He cleared his throat nervously and wouldn’t meet your eye.

"Next question." You waved the situation off, screaming inside. It was like you were having an out-of-body-experience and your filter had been removed, letting him your instinctual thoughts.

"You really think I'm cute?" He put the paper down, sitting up straight.

"You are the cutest thing on the face of the earth." Once again, you were completely serious. His whole face bloomed red, and he brought his hand to his mouth, trying to hide his giddy smile.

"Come on, keep going, we didn’t finish." You pushed the paper toward him, but he just glanced at it.

"Questions." You poked the paper.

"How long have you thought I was cute?" He put his hand down, the embarrassment dissipating and turning to smugness.

"Forever, continue." Paper was shoved. Finally, he picked up the packet and when his face was hidden, you released a rush of air to try and calm down.

"On a level of one to ten, how cute am I?" Man, he was like a dog with a bone. You rolled your eyes.

"Eleven."

"How long have you liked me?" That threw you off a bit.

"I never said I liked you-" You tried to play it off. He put the packet down.

"You think I'm cute." He smirked.

"Puppies are cute, bunnies are cute, you are cute. In what world does that mean I like you?"

"Why do you have the hoodie I lost a few years ago in your closet?"

"H-how did you know about that?"

"Saw it in the picture on your story when you were modeling the animal onesies you two got to match."

"It could have been any red hoodie; how did you know it's yours?"

"I didn’t…not until now. Plus… it’s way too big." He smirked and your violent intentions flared to life.

"You little shit!" You scolded and he guffawed. You were sure your face was as red as that sweatshirt.

"How did you even get it?" He questioned and you exhaled harshly.

"I was at your house when it was just me and your sister. We had ordered pizza, but I was in my bathing suit since we were playing with the hose outside in the heat. The doorbell rang and I wasn’t answering the door in my school swimsuit, so I grabbed the first thing out of the clean laundry I could find." You shared and he hummed.

"Just you in my hoodie, hm?" His gaze had changed, and you weren’t sure how to feel.

"Oh, hush, pervert." You mumbled, glancing out the window at the setting sun. You heard the chair scrape on the floor, then felt him standing next to you, close enough to feel his warmth. Turning to glare up at him, your neck cracked having to bend back too far. He was so close. If you breathed too deeply your chest would brush against him. That thought made your breath hitch. Do not breathe. However, the air was stolen from your lungs when his hands, his BEAUTIFUL hands, cupped your jaw.

"Can I kiss you?" He whispered, his lips already slightly touching yours.

"Ye-" You didn’t even finish your acceptance and he instantly latched onto you. You whined, any sass draining from you instantly. Carefully, you lifted your arms and clutched his shirt above where it was tucked into his jeans. His hand moved from your jaw to back of your neck, deepening the kiss. His other hand ran down your arm and settled politely on your waist. Doyoung finally pulled away and your breath came out harsh, sucking in air. After your lung's respite, he was on you again, this time his tongue snuck past your lips, brushing at yours. You gasped and he swallowed it, backing you up till your back hit the wall. Both hands ended up pinning you in as he placed them on the wall and your hands left his side the clutch the fabric over his chest. Once again, he pulled away right as you needed to tap out for air. A small trail of saliva connected your lips, and he licked over his own, breaking the connection. He moved to bend down, most likely to kiss your neck, but you stopped him.

"We can’t, not here. Your sister could come down any minute. At least let me get the rest of my stuff. We can go to my place, it’s closer." You whispered and he backed up a bit.

"Don’t you live in a dorm?"

"Yes, but my roommate works nights." You were still so close that your lips brushed as you talked. He grunted, backing up, and you moved toward the door so fast, you almost slipped. Your left sandal came partially off, and you fixed it, before shuffling rapidly out and upstairs again. Being as quiet as possible, you entered her apartment and grabbed your other things, shoving them in your bag. You bumped your leg on the table as you moved around and fought back a grunt. His sister was still asleep, so you laid a blanket over her shoulders and shut the windows, hitting your leg again on  the other corner of the table. Coming down about five minutes later, you saw he was behind the counter when you reentered, probably finishing last-minute business. You shoved all your study materials haphazardly into your bag and then waited patiently for him to finish. You were sure you looked EXTRA sexy with frizzy humidity hair, panting like an old dog with two still-forming bruises on your shins. He went into the back then came out with his own bag and smiled innocently as he met you.

"Ready?" He whispered directly into your ear, and you wanted to scream YES! but refrained.

"Yep." You tried to stay casual, and he chuckled. He led you outside and across the street to his car. It was nice, not super fancy, but still pretty nice. It was a dark blue with black leather seats. You weren’t sure your bare, sweaty thighs would love the upholstery. Getting in, you threw your bag in the back along with his and before you could reach for your seatbelt, he was doing it for you. Right as he clicked it, he gave you a brief peck on the lips. He went to start the car and your hand flung out to rest on his arm.

"Wait…I need to know, what- how do you feel about me?" You did not want this to be a one-night stand, a fling. You were pretty sure this was more than a crush, could be full-on love, and you didn’t want your heart broken. Especially not by him, anyone but Doyoung. His gaze turned to you, soft, and he sighed.

"Honestly, it was last year that I really realized what was going on. It was your birthday party at the noraebang, and you were singing with one of the guys there. I don’t remember his name. Anyway, it was a romantic duet and despite the fact that he could sing, and you cannot-"

"Hey!"

"I couldn’t stand seeing you so close to another guy. Watching you struggle to read the prompter because your contacts weren’t the right prescription, was just so freaking cute. Then you smiled at me so brightly when the song ended, at least I saw it that way. I only wanted you to smile at ME like that. I've been hiding it, because I didn’t think you would want to go out with your friend's big brother…" He tapped awkwardly on the steering wheel, giving you a sheepish look.

"My dude, that is like the most popular trope in fanfiction, you realize that right?"

"Really?"

"Yeah, that and a daddy kink-"

"Okay, thanks, that's all I need to know!" He sighed again.

"I really, really like you." He finished and you brought your hand to rest on his, wrapping your fingers around his, resting them on the center console.

"I really, really, really like you." You emphasized the third really. He smiled sweetly and leaned in to kiss your forehead.

"If this is too fast for you-"

"I have been waiting YEARS for this. Drive!" You pointed forward and he laughed, doing as you said. Once you got to campus, you directed him to the parking lot nearest your dorm building. There were still people walking about in the dusk light, and you grabbed your stuff and his hand, leading him inside. Going up to your floor, you drag him down the hall, awkwardly nodding to your neighbors. They were gawking at Doyoung, and it pissed you off. You grumbled as your keycard refused to work the first time, getting more upset that you were letting them eye-hump your man…In reality it was probably because there was a dude there, not what he looked like. You finally saw the light turn green and heard the lock click open. Shoving the door open, you yanked him inside. Throwing your bag on the floor, you used your card to enter your room as he looked around the tiny dorm living room. Another room was across from yours where two other girls lived.

"Don’t worry these walls are REALLY soundproof." You reassured, shutting the door as he entered.

"How do you know that?" He smirked and you rolled your eyes.

"Because if one of them ever brings a guy, I don’t hear anything." You motioned vaguely. While your room was clean, bed made, you panicked upon seeing your rabbit stuffed animal on the bed. You grabbed it, its name might or might not have been Doyoung, and yeeted it into your closet.

"What are you hiding?" He teased and you closed the door to the closet, before being backed into it.

"Nothing." You tried to cover the act up by resting your forearms on his shoulders, linking your hands behind his neck. He hummed suspiciously, bumping your forehead with his, before very softly kissing you. It was different than before, this felt more like love than lust. It made your head swim more than the previous kisses. He pulled back after a much shorter time, and he ran his hands over your frizzy hair.

"You're beautiful." His soft voice made you want to cry.

"So are you," You brought him down to your level again and he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you so close you could feel the buttons of his shirt dig into your stomach. One hand drifted to your short-clad ass and gripped. You let out a gasp and his tongue once again invaded. He was the best kiss you'd ever had. You also had a feeling he was about to be the best in other ways too. Disconnecting your lips, he moved down, laying wet kisses and sucks on your neck. You let out a shaky exhale as he sucked over your pulse. You knew the position he was in was probably not comfortable, having to bend over so far due to his height.

"Move to the bed?" You offered and he laid one more kiss on your neck, then pulled back to allow you both to move. You barely sat down on the bed before he pushed you lightly onto your back and crawled over you. He stared warmly down at you for a second, then shoved his knee between your legs, grinding his thigh into you.

"Ah!" You moaned softly and his lips reattached to yours. He dominated the kiss, and you were totally fine with it. As his tongue wrapped around yours, your hands flew to the buttons on his shirt, shakily undoing them as quickly as you could.

Much to your disappointment, he was wearing a white tank top underneath, hiding his bare body. He broke the kiss to remove the shirt and…fuck. Just seeing his bare shoulders did enough for you... While to many that may not be sexy, that was the most of Doyoung's skin you had seen. He smirked at your gawking, watching your reaction as he removed the tank top and let it fall to the floor next to the bed. Despite the fact that you had never heard of or seen him work out, he was nicely toned. For a man who liked to lie in bed all day, he had a nice body.

"Your turn," He argued when you tried to kiss him again. You swallowed, nervous, but none the less sat up to remove your own tank top. You were in a sports bra underneath, super sexy, and you hesitated, but removed it as well. Instantly, he was on you. He manhandled you to wrap your legs around his waist, and his lips latched onto a nipple. You sighed at the feeling, never being much sensitive there, but since it was him, you actually shivered a bit…He let go with a pop and you felt a surge of adrenaline, pushing him off. He landed on his back, using his elbows to prop himself up. Before he could question you, you straddled him, running your hands over the smooth skin of his chest and stomach.

"You have no idea how long I have wanted to see you like this." You whispered and he huffed in amusement. As you stroked his skin, his hands grasped at you, linking his fingers through the belt loops of your jean shorts. With a handle to hold onto, he pulled you down and grinded up into you. Since you were both wearing denim, there wasn’t a ton of sensation, but the act itself made you both groan. You could tell he was getting harder by the second, and you were sure your underwear was already ruined. He continued to grind up into you, making your hands falter.

"Okay!" you declared, climbing off of him just enough to move down the bed and fumble with his belt. He seemed shocked, but when he tried to protest you shot him a glare. He relaxed back onto his elbows again as you undid his pants. You rubbed his cock through the fabric of his boxers, salivating slightly. Finally pulling him out, you gasped, staring at him. While not absolutely huge, he was bigger than anyone you had been with before.

"(Y/N)-" Doyoung's thought dropped off when you ran your tongue up the length of him. Unfortunately, no moan or groan came out, be he did let out a harsh exhale. You had no idea how long you had wanted to do this, and no one, not even him, was going to stop you. Not that he wanted to stop you. After a few more licks and kisses, you wrapped your lips around the head and began to descend. Finally, he let out a light groan and it sounded heavenly. You couldn’t get all of him in your mouth without using your throat, so that’s what you did. When your lips met the skin of his pelvis and you swallowed, his arms gave out and he flopped onto his back. His gorgeous fingers dug into your scalp, gripping your hair but not moving you. You swallowed again and then began to bob your head, taking him into the base each time. He was getting louder, and his noises made you moan.

"Fuck!" He cursed at the vibration. So, you did it again.

"(Y/N) if you don’t stop, I'm gonna cum." He warned. You didn’t stop. You wanted him to cum down your throat. Continuing, if not increasing your pace and sucking strength, he let out a whining moan and thrust up slightly as you felt his cum shoot down your throat. Swallowing it all down, you slowly pulled off as he caught his breath. He looked up at you as you made sure to get every drop that had spurted around your lips. Seeing that did something to him, and he shot up, pining you down roughly against the bed. You squeaked in surprise as he rapidly undid the button of your shorts and yanked them off. He paused at your panties; they had little ducks on them. He gave you a look, to which you shrugged, and then those too were yanked off. You watched as he took his fingers and ran them up your soaked slit. You moaned, eagerly anticipating him fingering you. His hands were just so-

"Doyoung!" He had suddenly shoved a finger inside of you. He quickly found your sweet spot, surprisingly so, and the pleasure shook you. Without warning he added another finger, scissoring them as you tried to catch your breath. Hovered over you, waiting till you got enough air for him to kiss you. When you could finally breathe easily, his lips attached to yours, his tongue wrapping around yours. You were in heaven, and he wasn’t even fucking you yet. You weren’t sure you could handle the pleasure. He left your lips, and you threw back your head, the pleasure of his now three fingers building rapidly.

"Oppa, I'm gonna cum." You moaned and something about the pet-name got to him, and his movements intensified, his thumb moved to your clit.

"Then do it," he ordered, and you saw white. He continued his assault, helping you ride out your orgasm. Before you got too over stimulated, he pulled his fingers out, bringing them to his mouth to suck your juices off. You gaped at him, body feeling limp. By that point he was completely hard again, and he spread your legs, placing one knee up over his elbow, rubbing the head of his cock against your still twitching hole.

"Oh, please-" You encouraged, and he slowly began to ease into you. The stretch stung a bit, but the overwhelming feeling and emotions overpowered it. As he slowly got deeper you tried desperately to not cum again so soon. Having Doyoung inside of you, finally, was better than you ever dreamed. He finally was in all the way, barely bumping your cervix. You felt so full.

"G-give me a second." You gripped his biceps, controlling your breaths to get used to the feeling. He kissed over your face as you got used to him, ending with a soft peck to your lips.

"Ready?" He questioned and you nodded. He started slow, barely pulling out before going as deep as he could, grinding his pubic bone against your clit. Your breath hitched each time.

"More." You pled and he smirked. He hitched your other leg up as well then began to thrust harder, pulling out halfway before slamming back in. You could already feel an orgasm building, it made your head swim. Nothing had EVER felt this good. He continued the half-thrusts and after a particularly hard grind you came undone again. It shocked both of you, and he halted his movements as you clenched around him. His brows furrowed at your tight walls fluttering, trying hard not to cum himself. He wanted to give you the most pleasure he could before he finished. Once your orgasm had calmed, he began the slow pace again. He quickly built speed though and you practically screamed when he began to fuck you in earnest. You were were practically bent in half as he loomed over you, fucking you into the mattress. Your hands flew up to grip at his bare back, your nails dragging and leaving red lines. Doyoung groaned at the feeling and dug his own nails into your thighs. The slight prick of pain excited you, more than you thought it would. That was something to be explored later, though. All of a sudden, he pulled out and you exclaimed.

"What-!" With much more strength than you thought he had, he flipped you over onto your hands and knees. You barely kept your balance before he slammed back in, knocking your arms out from under you. Your front half fell to the bed, and you gripped the sheets to hold on for dear life. He was deeper now, each thrust ramming his head against your cervix. Tears pricked at your eyes; the pleasure so intense you almost weren’t sure you could handle it. Then, his hand came down harshly on your ass and you yelped.

"Fuck, do that again please." You pleaded and you could practically hear him smirk. He landed another hit, on the other side this time, most likely leaving a big red handprint. The somewhat flimsy wooden bed frame provided by the college rocked, the headboard knocking into the painted brick wall. If you weren’t being fucked out of your mind you would have made note that despite the unsteadiness, a lot of students had probably done something like that. That alone proved the resilience of the beds. Your hands above your head were gripping your sheets hard, and his hands left your hips to cover yours. He linked his fingers with yours, his thrusts getting slightly off rhythm. As he fucked his cock into you, each time he buried fully back into you, more of your braincells floated away. Nothing else came to mind but your impending orgasm.

"Doyoung…gon-gonna cum~." You whined.

"Me too, hold on a bit, princess," he grunted, leaning over you more, one arm wrapping around your middle, so his hand laid on your lower stomach. His thrusts got shallower, but no less deep, pressing on your tummy to feel himself inside you.

"Cum inside." You told him and he almost outright stopped.

"I'm on birth control pills, please cum inside." You pleaded and he swore several times, grinding into you. When you felt his hot cum shooting inside, it knocked you over the edge. You saw stars and swore you blacked out for a few seconds. When you came to, he was pulling out and a great deal of fluid was flowing down the inside of your thighs.

"You squirted." He informed and you barely registered what he said.

"Huh?"

"You soaked me." He chuckled and you propped yourself up to look back at him. You gaped at the very obvious splatter of wet covering his lower half.

"Shit! I'm sorry! I've never done that before!"

"Shh, it's okay. It was hot." Doyoung chuckled and you sighed in relief. You slowly let your body fall to the bed till you were laying on your stomach.

"Where’s the bathroom?"

"Second door across the living room." You waved your hand, already feeling drowsy. You listened as he partially clothed himself, pulling his underwear and pants back on, then left your room. Since you didn’t hear anything, you assumed your roommates were not home and he came back with a warm, damp washcloth. He was incredibly attentive and helped you clean up. Slowly, you sat up as he threw the towel on your dirty laundry. He picked his shirt up off the floor and handed it to you.

"I have clothes to change into," you pointed at your dresser, and he shook his head.

"Please?" He gave you a smug look and you narrowed your eyes at him. Snatching the shirt from him, you buttoned it up and you smiled at how the fabric pooled over you. The sleeves went past your hands, and you could practically wear it as a dress and still be decent to go outside. He sat on your bed, and you just stared at each other for a bit.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked, almost sheepishly. You furrowed your brow dramatically.

"What kind of question? YES, of course!" You glared and he laughed, tackling you. Since you were on a twin sized bed, you both could barely fit. He pressed his back against the wall and hugged you so close to him there was still a good four inches of bed at your back. You buried your head in the crook of his neck and reached to pull the comforter over you two.

"What about when your roommate comes home?" He asked as you cuddled. You glanced behind you at the clock.

"I'll text her; she can sleep on the couch." He reluctantly let you get up to retrieve your phone. You stood, texting, and he admired you in just his shirt.

"Be nicer if it was red."

Master-Master List

NCT Master List

[neoballsucker]

KISS

Summary : your grades were falling down the hill and your teacher decided to help you a little

Genre : teacher!doyoung , legal age gap , smut , the use of slut/whore , the use of sir (obvi) , the use of good girl , praise kink , degradation kink

Pair : doyoung x female reader

Words count : 1,182

Now playing : kiss by nct dojaejung

A/N : this is my first time writing a smut or anything so erm if it turned out bad forgive me thank you ‼️‼️‼️

in college in the mall when you were You met alot of handsome men out there in college in the mall when you were You

shopping even in the street when you were just walking around to get groceries

But nobody was more handsome than your teacher Kim dongyoung or as people call him doyoung he was smart young handsome and his bunny like smile he was just perfect for you, you mever thought it would be interested in you , always fantasized about the things he would do to you the things he would say to you

You wanted him to use you in any way possible

You wouldn't mind him tying you up calling you names you just wanted him to notice you

You always studied hard for his classes to appear as the perfect student Infront of him

But at the last couple of exams you couldn't keep up with the subject it gets harder

You were too embarrassed to ask him for him so doesn't think you're stupid

Until he called you to his office one day as you knocked on the door nervously

You heard a gentle "come in" from behind the door

You took a deep breath and entered the office and closed the door behind you

"Sit down" He says in a calm and gentle tone that makes you melt but you hold yourself back from anything stupid and sat right where he told you

"I've been noticing that you've been getting bad grades for the past few months is everything okay with you?" He asks you softly

"W-well I have some problems and I have been just... stressing out these few months I'm sorry... I'll make sure to study harder" You said while your eyes are stuck on the ground

"Well can you atleast look at me while you're talking?" He chunkles softly which makes you nervous

You look up to meet his gaze

Lord look at his handsome face his eyes his perfect hair even his glasses were perfect

"It's okay I understand but make sure to study harder I believe in you the finals are coming soon" he smiles softly at you

As you try to hold yourself from getting up and totally destroy him

"Oh and you can come after school is over for the lessons you don't understand I know it sounds boring but I'm doing this because I want you to graduate with good grades"

"Yes sir I'll make sure to head to your office after class" you smile and nod heading towards the door

----TIME SKIPS---

after class is over you head over to your teacher's office you knock the door gently

"Come in" you hear his gentle voice as you feel like you're getting wet only from hearing his voice as you take a deep breath you open the door and find him leaning on his desk

"Ahh you're here" he smiles oh fuck you wanted him to fuck you numb as you feel like you're getting wet by his smile only

You smile back at him and gets into the office

"Oh hello sir" you smile awkwardly at him as he takes a sip out of his coffee

"Hello darling" his smile the nickname he called you it made heat rise to your face

"So should we start now?" He asks you and smiles softly

"Yes yes let's start" you nod slightly and smile

"And if you solved the problems that I'll give you after we finish I'll give you a reward" he smiles but...his smile seems a little bit different it's not as cute as his usual one you said to yourself that you were imagining causing you were tired and ignored it

As he started explaining you made sure to throw all thoughts away so you can answer the problems to get the 'reward' he was talking about

After he finishes explaining the lesson he obviously gives you some problems

You started solving them right away after about half an hour you hand him the paper

He started checking if you did anything wrong after a few minutes of sitting awkwardly just admiring his face

"Alright I guess someone is getting a reward" He smiles softly as he gives you the paper

You smile at him excitedly as you're eager to know what's the 'reward' he was talking about.

He takes off his glasses and sits in his for few seconds then he gets up from his seat walking right behind you

"Are you ready for yor reward baby" he whispers in her ear

Feeling his warm breath near your face sent shivers down your spine as you nod slightly

He then pats your head And starts throwing everything off his desk

"Can you lay down here for me baby" he says with a smile on his face

You nod hasitaintly getting up from the chair laying down on the desk

He leans in and captures your lips in a gentle yet passionate kiss it felt long very long as his tongue is tangled with yours

You find yourself moaning in the kiss and whines as he pulls out off it

"Are you ready for the actual reward"

You nod slightly and take a deep breath

He started to remove your skirt slowly as he touches your skin to tease you he starts removing your panties

"Look at that pretty pussy I'm sure it will take me really well don't you think so?" He asks with a low deep voice as you nod nervously

He grabs a condom from his drawer before he takes off his pants

You can see his bulge through his boxers as he takes off his boxers wrapping the condom around his cock

He starts to move his fingers around your entrance as you whine and whimper

"P-please p-please i want you inside of me"

It came out of your mouth more of a moan

"I know I know that princess patience" she says gently he was soft really soft with you

As you were about to open your mouth to say something without a warning you feel his cock inside of you

You cry out as he starts to adjust his length inside you he was big and thick

Stretching your hole as you try to hold in your moan

"Aren't you just a fucking slut that wanna get fuck , oh fuck" he groans as your eyes roll back

"Answer me you fucking whore" he says with a more dominant and demanding voice

"Y-yes that's right sir" you can barely talk

"Aren't you just a good girl" he said as he starts moving in and out faster and more roughly

You moan cry out and scream as he grinds faster

Her eyes rolls back as she cums on him as he feels like he reaches his climax as well and cums in her she closes her eyes and moans loudly as she feels his seeds in her

"If you did well in the finals I'm going to give you a better reward" He smiles softly and kisses your lips

[multifandomslxt]

I honestly don’t even know what to say😭😭

He disappears for weeks and then drops this?

DOLCE & GABBANA DOYOUNG IS GOING TO BE THE DEATH OF ME, REALLY.

Tagging my Doyoung's bitches because you need to see this. @calibabii21 @multifandomslxt

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##JOHNNY SUH

fall — 3.9k + fluff, angst

you've had a thing for your best friend, johnny, for three years and after some pushing from your roommate, ten, you build up the courage to tell him.

all night — 1.5k + smut

your boyfriend, johnny, decides that you're his to devour for the night.

##LEE JENO

mommy — 2.4k + smut

you finally let jeno get his dick wet for the first time in months... to say he's excited is an absolute understatement.

##JOHNNY SUH

04:07 PM, EST [E]

09:23 PM, EST [E]

##NAKAMOTO YUTA

12:01 AM, EST [E]

##KIM DONGYOUNG

02:31 AM, EST

##JEONG YUNO

04:24 AM, EST [sugg.]

04:03 PM, EST [E]

##MARK LEE

01:33 AM, EST [E]

02:17 AM, EST [E]

03:50 AM, EST [E]

03:56 AM, EST

04:07 AM, EST

##WONG KUNHANG

04:15 AM, EST

##JOHNNY SUH

ice play [E]

##LEE TAEYONG

breeding [E]

##NAKAMOTO YUTA

skinny dipping [E]

kinks [E]

##JEONG YUNO

first kiss

breeding [E]

dirty talk [E]

eating you out [E]

kinks [E]

spanking [E]

alpha tutor [E]

##MARK LEE

first kiss

cream pies [E]

kinks [E]

eating you out [E]

sweet nothings [E]

breeding [E]

studio head [E]

bathroom meetup [E]

##XIAO DEJUN

cocky [E]

##WONG KUNHANG

rings [E]

##LEE JENO

hockey player

##LEE DONGHYUCK

eating you out [E]

##NA JAEMIN

making love [E]

soft dom [E]

119 + jaemin [E]

kiss the girl + jisung

cellophane + mark

daddy issues + jaehyun [E]

how soon til they kiss you [dream and 127]

into praise [all units]

make you beg [all units]

cockwarming [127]

[3raaaachachacha]

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~ welcome to our 2022 kinktober masterlist! expect a smutty post everyday this month of october with one of your favorite idols! see below what to expect over the next few weeks. please feel free to leave some feedback for us as well! ~

day one - bang chan x age play

day two - sim jaeyun x praise kink

day three - choi soobin x size kink

day four - yoon jeonghan x breeding kink

day five -lee chan x choking 

day six - lee heeseung x sound kink

day seven - choi beomgyu x dry humping 

day eight - lee jeno - bondage

day nine - johnny seo x role play

day ten - kim seungmin x phone sex

day eleven - jung jaehyun x mirror sex

day twelve - wen junhui x cockwarming

day thirteen - seo changbin x anal play

day fourteen - jeon wonwoo & kim mingyu x threesome

day fifteen - park sunghoon x voyeurism

day sixteen - choi seungcheol x overstimulation

day seventeen - yang jeongin x sensory deprivation

day eighteen - lee mark x thigh riding

day nineteen - xu minghao x hate sex

day twenty -  choi yeonjun x degradation

day twenty-one -  hwang hyunjin x nipple play

day twenty-two - na jaemin x somnophilia 

day twenty-three - han jisung x marking

day twenty-four - lee minho x dirty talk

day twenty-five -  choi vernon x mutual masturbation

day twenty-six - joshua hong & yoon jeonghan x cuckolding

day twenty-seven -  lee donghyuck x food play

day twenty-eight - park jongseong x spanking

day twenty-nine - kwon soonyoung x fingering

day thirty - kim dongyoung x sex toys

day thirty-one - kim taehyun x switch play

[lovetaroandtaemin]

Kinktober 2024

Day 31: Sex with a demon

Kim Dongyoung x Reader Word Count: 3,771 Genre: Fluffy smut with a hint of angst Rating: Explicit THIS FIC IS NSFW, MINORS DNI! Summary: On a lonely Halloween, Y/N is messing around with a spellbook that she inherited from her grandmother. When she actually summons a demon, the chemistry between them is undeniable. As rules are broken, Y/N and Doyoung have a Halloween they'll never forget. Warnings: DOYOUNG IS A LITERAL DEMON, Y'ALL. THIS IS YOUR MONSTERFUCKING WARNING. Use of the title "sir," biting, hickies, oral (male and female recieving), unprotected sex, the tiniest bit of dumbification, creampie, praise kink, a tiny bit of arguing, brief mentions of death, religious themes. If you think I missed a warning, please let me know! A/N: Alright y'all I know that this fic is probably corny as hell (pun intended), but I still had a lot of fun writing it. I hope you guys have enjoyed reading all of the fics I've written for Kinktober as much as I have enjoyed writing all of them. If you liked the stuff I've written this month, I hope you stick around to see what else I write now that Kinktober is over! Happy Halloween y'all, and be safe however you choose to celebrate.

Taglist: @unlikelysublimekryptonite

Fic is under the cut.

You should have known it would be a bad idea to open the book you found in your basement. It had been your grandmother’s, and she left it to you in her will. You had no idea what it was for when you received it, but you still held onto it for sentimental value. Now that you were looking at it, you realized that it was a spell book. Since your grandmother had an interest in the supernatural and was a practicing witch, you should have known that something weird would happen if you decided to mess around with the book.

It was Halloween when you got the sudden urge to do just that. You were alone in your apartment, uninterested in parties or costumes. The book’s cover said, “A Guide to the Magical,” and it honestly freaked you out a little bit, as interesting as it was. As you flipped through its pages, you grew increasingly unsettled. You found instructions for a variety of magic, from love potions to incantations that could change the color of your hair. What really caught your attention, however, was the section on summoning various entities.

When you got to the chapter on specifically summoning demons, you knew that it was a bad idea to actually try it. Your grandmother had spent most of your formative years warning you that messing with the demonic would only lead to trouble. However, you were bored and wanted to know what would happen if you actually tried. You’d never believed in your grandmother’s stories, so you were sure that nothing would happen. However, your grandmother’s warnings still played in your head.

When you were a kid, being warned not to do something never actually stopped you from doing what you wanted. As an adult, you were no different. So, when you stumbled on a page with a simple incantation to summon a lower demon, you let your curiosity get the better of you. You lit a candle like the page suggested, then found a comfortable spot in your living room and dramatically read the incantation as it was written. Was the dramatic reading overkill? Of course it was. Was it still fun? Absolutely.

You stopped laughing, however, when a figure appeared in the middle of your living room. He was tall, with dark hair and darker eyes, and he had the kind of energy that both drew you in and made you want to run away. He was also clearly frustrated with you, staring at you with an anger that you had never seen from another person before. However, the long, twisted horns and flame-red skin made it very obvious that whoever was standing in front of you was not like any person you’d previously met.

You were snapped out of your thoughts by a voice saying, “What do you want?”

“I’m sorry, I had no clue that would actually work, I was just bored and-”

“Are you serious? You summoned a demon just because you were bored?”

“I didn’t know that reading some stupid book would actually summon a demon, Jesus!” The demon hissed when he heard the name, and you stifled a laugh.

“Oh, so you think this is just some big joke?”

“No, I just- “

“Just what? Wanted to do a summoning ritual to show your friends that you’re cool?”

“Look around. Do you see any friends?”

“Touche. Then why am I here? What do you want?”

“I was just reading from a book I inherited for fun. I didn’t think that I would actually summon a demon. I was missing my grandmother, and I wanted to read a bit from the book she left me” you said, mumbling the last part.

The demon softened when he heard your explanation. He was so used to being summoned for petty reasons, like revenge on an ex or a cheap scare at a party, your explanation touched him. You were clearly just trying to feel closer to someone that you’d lost and have a bit of fun at home by yourself. He took a deep breath, and said, “I’m Doyoung, what’s your name?”

“You can call me (N/N),” you replied, suddenly remembering your grandmother’s advice to never give your real name to a supernatural being.

“(N/N),” he whispered, testing the name. “It has a nice ring to it.”

“Thank you.” There was a moment of silence before you added, “So, how do I send you back?”

“Back where?”

“Well, wherever I summoned you from. Hell?”

“Oh, there’s instructions for that at the bottom of the page. I could stay, though, if you want. You seem like you could use the company.”

“I’m sure you have much more important things to do.”

“Not really, I’m not exactly high and mighty as far as demons go.”

“Well, you seem pretty badass to me.”

“Thanks,” he said, hoping you couldn’t tell that your words affected him. Doyoung hated to admit it, but he already liked you. He knew that it was frowned upon for demons to fraternize with humans before they went to Hell, but when it came to you, he didn’t care.

You also hated to admit it, but you appreciated that Doyoung stayed and kept you company. You had missed your grandmother a lot, and you didn’t really have anyone in your life that you could talk to about it. Chatting with Doyoung about whatever came to mind while you gave him various human foods and drinks to try for the first time made you happier than you’d been in a long time.

His favorite thing that you offered to let him try was the wine you had been keeping in your cabinet for a special occasion. He would never tell another soul this, but he thought that human wine was better than what was widely available in Hell. You were careful, not letting him drink too much and not drinking too much yourself, but it did make both of you loosen up a little bit as you continued talking.

An hour or so passed, and you were flirting shamelessly with Doyoung. It started innocently; with a comment you made about how pretty his eyes are. He responded by telling you that everything about you was pretty. You smiled at his words, hoping that the effect he was having on you wasn’t obvious.

The flirting between you and Doyoung did not stay innocent as the night went on. Part of it was the effects of the wine, but a larger part of it was that Doyoung was incredibly attractive, even though you two weren’t the same species. He had a voice that should have belonged to an angel, and his eyes stared into your soul with every word you said to him. You wanted him, even though you knew it was a bad idea. Eventually, you decided to ask, “So, when it comes to down there, does it look the same for a demon?”

“What do you mean?” he asked.

“Like your dick. Does it look like a human’s?”

“I’m not really sure, I’ve never seen a human’s,” he said with a laugh, oblivious to what you were really asking.

“Can I find out?”

“What?”

“I want to find out.”

“Find out what?” You stared at him expectantly, hoping he would figure out the intent behind your words. Instead, he asked, “What? Why are you staring at me?”

“I’m asking if I can see your dick because I want to have sex with you.”

Doyoung’s eyes widened at your admission, though he wasn’t opposed to the idea. He knew that he would get in trouble for having relations with a human since he wasn’t an incubus, but he didn’t care. He wanted you, and he while he was surprised, he was also excited that you wanted him in the same way.

Once the initial shock wore off, he asked, “Can I kiss you?” You nodded, and he hesitantly brought his lips to yours. Once he felt you, however, all of the hesitation went away. His arms found their way to your waist, pulling you closer while you wrapped your arms around his neck. The way he held you against him made it easy to feel a familiar bulge in his pants, and you had to admit that it made you ever-so-slightly uneasy. He was much bigger than any man you’d previously been with, but to be fair, he was nothing like the men you’d previously been with.

One of Doyoung’s hands made its way to your ass and squeezed, and a small moan left your mouth. When he heard it, he pulled away and asked, “Having fun, baby?” with a mischievous smile on his face. You nodded in response, and he said, “If you’re not gonna use your words, I’m gonna stop. Understood?”

“Yes, sir.”

The use of the title surprised Doyoung, but he didn’t really mind it. He wouldn’t have minded anything that you called him in the moment, just because you were the one saying it. Maybe it was the wine, or maybe it was the fact that he knew he wasn’t supposed to be doing this, or maybe it was the fact that you were one of the most beautiful beings he’d ever seen. It could have even been a combination of all three, but being with you was more addicting than any drug he’d ever tried.

Doyoung was snapped out of his thoughts by your arms wrapping around his neck as you said, “Sir?”

“What is it, angel?” The nickname sent a shiver down your spine, and you went quiet. Dissatisfied with your silence, he asked again, “What do you need?”

“Can we take this to my room?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure. I think we’ll be a lot more comfortable there.”

“Then lead the way, angel.”

You moved your arms from Doyoung’s neck just long enough to grab his hand and lead him to your bedroom. Once you were there, he pinned you to your bed and attached his lips to your neck. He kissed and bit every inch of skin he could reach, loving the moans that left your mouth as he marked you. You could feel his teeth on you, and you knew that he was biting you hard enough to leave hickeys, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care.

Doyoung pulled away from your neck just long enough to pull your shirt over your head and find that you weren’t wearing a bra. He looked up at you with what you could only describe as hunger, and you sheepishly explained that you weren’t exactly expecting company for the night. He laughed a little bit at your comment before giving your breasts the same treatment that he gave your neck, biting and kissing every bit of skin he could. When he was satisfied with the marks on your chest, he continued kissing his way down your torso until he was between your legs.

When Doyoung looked up at you from between your legs, you bit your lip and said, “Please?”

“Please what, angel?”

“Please touch me, sir.”

That was all Doyoung needed to hear to continue. He removed the rest of your clothes and carefully pushed your legs apart. He spent what felt like an eternity just kissing your inner thighs before moving to where you wanted him the most and gently sucking on your clit. The moans that left your mouth were straight up sinful, and he loved it. Hearing and seeing your reactions to the pleasure he was giving you made him wonder why it was so heavily frowned upon for humans and demons to have relations. How could something so beautiful be wrong?

When Doyoung continued to tease your clit, it only made you want him more. You tried to ask him for more, but you were already so lost in pleasure you could barely speak. He laughed at your fucked-out state, amused by the fact that it seemingly took so little for humans to become aroused. At the same time, however, he found himself just as turned on, and he desperately wanted to fuck you. It amazed Doyoung that as you found yourself lost in pleasure, he found himself lost in you.

Just when you felt like you couldn’t take anymore, Doyoung slowly inserted two of his long fingers into you while he continued to suck on your clit. He thrusted them in and out in a way that told you that he knew what he was doing, regardless of whether he’d had sex with a human before. You wanted to ask him how many other demons he’d been with, but you knew that no matter what number he said it would be disappointing. You mentally cursed yourself in that moment for feeling attracted to him, considering you couldn’t actually be together beyond tonight. You really wanted to blame it on the alcohol you’d had, but you didn’t have it in you to lie to yourself anymore.

Before you could think about it any longer, you felt a familiar knot in your stomach starting to tighten. With a whine, you asked, “Sir, I’m close. Can I please cum?”

“Give me one good reason as to why I should let you.”

“I’ve been good for you, haven’t I? I just wanna cum for you, sir. Please?”

Doyoung pretended to think for a moment before he said, “Go ahead, angel. Let go for me.”

As soon as you had his permission, you came undone around Doyoung’s fingers and tongue with a scream. He continued gently fucking you through your release until overstimulation took hold and your moans of pleasure became whimpers of pain. Only then did he move from between your legs and stand up, allowing you to catch your breath.

It must not have taken long for you to recover from your orgasm, because before Doyoung could even process what was happening, you stood up and dropped to your knees in front of him. He was shocked at your eagerness, to say the least. When you were settled on the floor, you looked up at him and asked, “Can I, sir?” Of course, he said yes. Who was he to deny you?

You made quick work of removing the pesky clothes that covered Doyoung’s bottom half. When you saw his cock though, you couldn’t help but stop and stare. He was bigger than anyone you’d previously been with, and for a moment you wondered if you would be able to take him when you inevitably went further than a blowjob. That was a worry for later on, though. For now, though, you carefully started to take him into your mouth.

Doyoung was amazed by how your mouth felt around him. You started out slowly, but once you got more comfortable, you moved faster. As you bobbed your head up and down on his cock, using your hands to stimulate what you couldn’t fit in your mouth, he could barely contain himself. In his mind, this was what Heaven felt like.

You found yourself enjoying yourself almost as much as Doyoung when you had his cock in your mouth. He had a voice that made the butterflies in your stomach worse with every groan and whine, and the way he gently thrusted into your mouth made your head spin. While you enjoyed getting him off with your mouth, all you could think about was how badly you wanted his cock in your pussy.

When you swirled your tongue around his tip, he moaned louder than you were expecting and said, “Fuck, angel. Do that again.” You happily did as you were told, loving the sounds that came from the demon’s mouth as you pleasured him.

It didn’t take much longer before Doyoung’s movements got sloppier as he warned you that he was close. With one more well-timed swirl of your tongue, you felt him still as he came in your mouth. When you were absolutely sure that he was done, you pulled your mouth off of him and swallowed. As he caught his breath, he couldn’t help but think that you looked incredibly sexy when you looked up at him after swallowing his cum.

The moment you stood up, Doyoung pulled you close and kissed you. You knew that it wasn’t smart, but you found yourself getting addicted to how his lips felt on yours. If the moans that slipped out of his mouth were any indication, he was feeling the same way. As he made out with you, you felt the same arousal from before building between your legs. When the feeling was too much to bear, you pulled away and said, “Please fuck me, sir. Want you inside me.”

“Are you sure you can take it, angel?”

“I’m sure. Just fuck me, please.”

Without any further hesitation, Doyoung pinned you to your bed and whispered, “You’re so cute when you beg, angel.”

After he found a comfortable position on top of you, Doyoung removed his shirt before he carefully aligned his tip with your entrance. You were so busy admiring his body, you almost didn’t notice when he pushed his cock into you. You did notice, however, wincing at the intrusion and holding onto him for dear life as you adjusted to how he felt inside of you. While the stretch of his cock inside of you was painful, you were also desperate for him to fuck you, so it was a welcome pain.

When you gave him the green light to start moving, he started slowly, despite how badly he wanted to pound you into the mattress. He still thought you felt incredible around him, however, despite the fact that he wasn’t fucking you as hard as he wanted to.

As you adjusted to his size, you found yourself loving the way Doyoung’s cock stretched you out. He gradually increased his pace, and you swore you could see stars. It wasn’t long before the only thing you could think about was his cock. Doyoung could see you losing yourself in pleasure, and he’d be lying if he said that seeing a human so fucked out all because of him wasn’t a huge boost to his ego.

“You’re taking me so well, angel. I know it hurt at first, but it feels good now, right?”

“Feels so fucking good, sir. Never want you to stop fucking me.”

“Fuck, you’re such a good girl for me.”

You adored the gentle praise that came from Doyoung’s lips as he pounded you into your mattress. You wanted to tell him in more detail how he felt inside of you, but you could barely form coherent thoughts. The only thing on your mind was him. If you were being honest with yourself, you weren’t sure if you would ever want to go back to having sex with the men that you met in your daily life after getting fucked by a demon.

Before you knew it, the knot in your stomach started to tighten again. Desperate for another release, you asked, “I’m close, sir. Can I please cum?”

“Not yet, angel. Just hold on a little bit longer for me.” You wanted to complain, but with the way Doyoung fucked you, you really didn’t want to give him a reason to stop. Besides, it wasn’t much longer before he said, “Fuck, I’m close, angel. Cum with me.”

Within seconds, you came undone around Doyoung’s cock. The way you squeezed around him was the last little push he needed, and he came inside of you with a loud groan. You wanted to be concerned, but you were honestly too overwhelmed by pleasure to care about the consequences at this point. He grabbed your chin and made you look at him as you came down from your high, and you felt like you were in a trance as he looked into your eyes and told you how good you were for him.

When he was absolutely certain that you were ok, Doyoung carefully pulled out of you and helped you to clean up and get dressed. Once you were both fully clothed again, you asked him if he could stay with you for just a little bit longer. He would have to leave soon, but he happily spared the little bit of time that he had left before he had to get back to his regular duties.

You and Doyoung cuddled in your bed for what felt like hours, but it was probably closer to a few minutes. While he held you close, the two of you talked about whatever little things came to mind. You wanted to ask him to stay with you forever, but you knew that he would have to go back to Hell at some point. Besides, with the way your life was going and the choices you’d made so far, you knew that you would probably see him there when you died.

When the time came for you to send Doyoung back to Hell, it was difficult to hold back the tears in your eyes. All you’d wanted was a friend that you could talk to about how much you’d missed your grandmother. Now that you finally had someone that you could talk to, and someone that gave you the best sex you’d ever had, he had to leave after just a few hours. Regardless, you knew he had to go home, so you started the spell to send him back.

As the last word left your lips, Doyoung kissed you one more time. You wanted to ask him how you could speak to him again before he disappeared for good, but when you finished the spell, you were alone in your apartment once again. For the rest of the night, you wondered what you could do to guarantee that a lonely Halloween wouldn’t be the last time that you saw him. In a moment of what you could only describe as desperation and carelessness, you decided the best place to look was your grandmother’s book.

When you found a page that explained in detail how to summon a specific demon, a sigh of relief left your body. You could see the demon that you had sort of grown to love whenever you wanted. Sure, it probably wasn’t wise to summon and have sex with a demon, but you didn’t think that it had turned out too badly. Regardless of what had happened and how you felt about it, however, it was sure to be a Halloween that you would remember for the rest of your life.

Thank you for reading! Kinktober was a really fun challenge for me. I've never done something like it before, and honestly I'm proud of myself for pulling it off. If you'd like to see what else I've posted this month, you can find my Kinktober masterlist here. If you'd like to read one of my non-Kinktober works, you can find my general masterlist here. If you'd like to see what I'm going to be working on now that Kinktober is over, you can find my upcoming works here. If none of that interests you, or there's something specific you'd like to see, send a request via asks or dms!

Thank you again for reading. Happy Halloween, everyone!

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(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff, (s) - smut

John Junsuh:

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Lee Taeyong:

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Nakamoto Yuta:

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Qian Kun:

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Kim Dongyoung:

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Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul:

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Jeong Yoonoh:

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Dong Sicheng:

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Kim Jungwoo:

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Huang Xuxi:

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Mark Lee:

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Xiao Dejun:

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Wong Kunhang:

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Huang Renjun:

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Lee Jeno:

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Lee Donghyuck:

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Na Jaemin:

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Liu YangYang:

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Osaki Shotaro:

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Jung Sungchan:

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Zhong Chenle:

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Park Jisung:

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OT23:

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