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THEY DESERVED TO BE PROTECTED AURHHHH
#the doomed sibling package for $8 dollars and souls of the living#alien stage#alnst#alien stage sua#alien stage hyuna#alnst sua#alnst hyuna#especially that woman#she has almost no context around her but she DIDNT deserve whatever happened to her#her and sua's dynamic was so cute#FUCKKKKFKFKFK#just imagine that the woman died and her ashes were spread in anakt garden on sua#WHAT IF HYUNWO'S ASHES WERE SPREAD IN ANAKT#did hyuna and luka even know what happens to kids after they die#damn
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on my knees - choi seungcheol
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summary: your best friend and roommate is out of the country, and you come home to find nothing short of a disaster. who else would you have called but her brother?
word count: ~9k oops
a/n: I have no fucking clue what happened to me, but I just started writing and then didn't stop for like 4 hours so. here you go. you're welcome and also I'm sorry.
18+ MDNI!! warnings under the cut!
warnings: heavy kissing, seungcheol is the epitome of a Simp, p in v sex, unprotected sex (don't), oral sex (f receiving), slight size kink, let me know if I missed something!
You had been best friends with Sua since you were both six years old. One of the older boys had pushed you onto the ground, wanting to be ahead of you in the line for the slide. Most of the other kids had laughed as tears started pouring down your cheeks, your knee rubbed red and raw and your pretty dress covered in dust and gravel.
âAre you really so immature you canât even wait your turn?â a small voice had piped up.
Through the haze of your tears, you had seen a pretty black-haired girl kneel down to help you out. She had brushed away the worst of the dirt from your dress, and leaned in to look at your knee.
âI donât know much about scrapes,â she said thoughtfully, âbut I think you should clean it. Thatâs what my mom always says to me and my brother.â Then she smiled before standing up and glaring at the boy again. âYouâre a poopyhead, and I will never play with you.â
Thinking back on it as adults, you always laughed at her phrasing; even more amusing was the way the little boy had taken Suaâs comment way too seriously and tried to fight her in the playground. Before any of the adults had been able to intervene, Suaâs older brother had stepped between the two of them menacingly, arms crossed across his chest. He was three years older, so the other boy quickly back-tracked when faced with Seungcheolâs nine-year old frame. After the little boy had run away out of fear, crying, the two siblings had helped you off the ground and to your parents.
The rest was history; playdates as children, study dates in middle and high school, and spending every single summer vacation together. You had gone from climbing trees to shopping at the mall, and from learning the alphabet to crying your way through chemistry together. Well, you more than her, but still. The suffering was mutual.
Your dynamic remained largely unchanged throughout the years. You were the crier, and Sua was the fixer. You hated the way you cried at the smallest inconveniences, and often felt bad for Sua for having to fix it, but she always said it was cute. She said you were just like that, and that was okay. Sua had her own quirks, mainly being quick to anger - you reassured her that you didnât mind holding her back from fights and silencing her before she could yell insults at undeserving people, so really, you were the same. Just, you know, in a different way.
Another thing that never really changed was the way Seungcheol took care of the both of you. He helped out with homework when he could, taught Sua how to fight (truly a dubious decision considering her anger, but that was his business and not yours), and scared away any icky boys that were mean to you.
It was a very different dynamic to how other siblings seemed to act, but since you were an only child, you wouldnât really know. Though, to be fair, he seldom held back the snarky comments when the opportunity presented itself. He would roll his eyes whenever you cried, call Sua an idiot when she didnât understand a math problem, and generally be a dick when you played games together. It was all in good fun, you supposed.
Now, being 24 years old and two years out of college, Sua was your roommate and your rock. She was the one who put up with your generally messy habits and lack of cooking acumen, and she only complained once a month or so. In return, you were the one to make sure bills were paid on time and keep the freezer stocked with ice cream during the hot summer months. A symbiotic relationship, if youâd ever seen one.
You saw significantly less of Seungcheol, though he was far from an uncommon fixture in your household. He knew the code for the keypad on the door, so sometimes he just showed up unannounced to raid your kitchen and take a nap on your couch, but you didnât mind. He did tend to fix anything that was broken and clean up whatever you couldnât be bothered to, so the transaction was fair in your opinion.
One fateful Tuesday, you received a call during your lunch break at work. Usually, you wouldnât answer, preferring to take your 45 minutes to scroll down your social media feeds aimlessly while eating your food, but Sua had always had special privileges, so you picked up anyway.
âHey, sorry, I know Iâm interrupting your scheduled vegetable time,â she started, and you snorted in response.
âI am not eating anything with vegetables in it, and I think you know it.â You were opening the store-bought lunchbox while speaking, your phone tucked between your elbow and your cheek.
âIf I didnât cook you dinner every day, you would have scurvy,â she shot back without a secondâs hesitation. âNo, dumbass, I meant your own brain-turning-to-vegetable time. Duh.â
âOh, that,â you replied, unphased by her insults and generally snarky tone. You were used to it. And also kind of deserved it.
âYeah. Well anyway, something came up at work and Iâm gonna have to take an unscheduled work trip.â
âCool. Where to?â
âTokyo, so not that far,â she sighed, and you could picture her running her fingers through her hair. She never did well with unexpected travel plans. âI have to leave tonight. I just thought Iâd let you know, so you can make plans to get takeout tonight.â
You scoffed down the line, placing a forkful of bulgogi in your mouth and chewing quickly. God bless convenience store lunchboxes. âI know how to take care of myself, mom.â
âDonât talk with your mouth full, you slob.â Again, you could picture Suaâs nose crinkling in disgust. âIâm kidding, by the way. I know you can take care of yourself. Just letting you know Iâm leaving so you donât think Iâve been kidnapped or killed or something.â
âThank God I donât have to deal with the paperwork for a missing person,â you deadpanned and took a drink of your Sprite. âNo but for real, enjoy the trip. Iâll be fine, and so will you.â
âThanks,â your best friend sighed back. âIâll be back in a week or so. Iâm gonna go home and pack now, so if anythingâs a mess when you get home- actually, nevermind. That doesnât bother you at all. Bye.â
âHey-â you started to protest, but the line went dead and you rolled your eyes.
Well. At least now you could have sushi for dinner without having to listen to Sua complain about the smell of raw fish.
You were so ready to become a couch potato as soon as you came home. One of the new employees at work, Jun, had screwed up a pretty important document, so youâd had to stay late and help him fix it. It wasnât his fault, he was still new, but you were tired nonetheless. You took your shoes off by the door and turned the lights on in the kitchen, placing the bag of takeout on the counter before you heard it.
The water.
You had never had any issues with the pipes in your apartment, but something had obviously gone wrong with the pipes under the bathroom sink, because the floor was absolutely flooded. You gasped and shut your eyes tightly for a second, willing the problem to be miraculously gone as soon as you opened them again. Alas, no such luck.
The tears pressed behind your eyes, begging to make their escape. You tried to hold them back as you thought about what to do to solve the problem. The faucet wasnât on, so it was definitely the pipes. Damn. You thought about calling the apartment management and asking for help, but their turnover time was two days at the best of times, and the office was already closed for the day. You heaved a deep sigh as you settled on the best option you could think of. You pressed the name in your contacts and begged the universe that he would pick up.
âWhatâs up?â
Seungcheol sounded relaxed and unbothered, and you could hear the chatter of a TV in the background. You hated to bother him, but hey, it was his little sisterâs apartment too. You cleared your throat to try and get rid of the thickness in your throat brought on by the tears.
âHey, Cheol,â you began, and you heard him sit up immediately and pause whatever was playing on the TV.
âWhatâs wrong, sweetheart?â
He sounded worried; he usually only called you an endearment when he was worried or teasing you. Clearing your throat had evidently not been enough to get rid of the tears in your voice. Some of them finally escaped in tracks down your cheeks, and you swore, leaning your forehead against the doorframe.
âSo uh, I just got home, and Sua isnât here because sheâs in Tokyo and I-â
âY/N, I donât care about Sua right now. I know sheâs fine, she landed half an hour ago. Whatâs going on with you?â
âThe guest bathroom is flooded, like completely, and I donât know what to do.â
You heard the rustling of clothes and what sounded like keys jingling through the phone. âJesus Christ, I thought you were fucking dying,â Seungcheol scolded, and you hiccupped a little, apologizing. âNo, donât worry darling, Iâm coming over to help, okay?â
âOkay.â
You were sniffling, and you heard him curse under his breath. You hung up after a quick goodbye, and then you were left alone with the mess again. Looking closer, you realized that the bath mat was soaked along with a towel left on the floor. You sighed and took your socks off, deciding to do something productive while waiting for your knight in shining armor.
You took a picture and sent it to Sua, who replied immediately with a bunch of question marks and swear words directed to the apartment management. She also realized they would be no help at this hour. Great.
Once the soaked bath mat and towel were hung up and dripping into the tub as opposed to the flooded floor, you started clearing out some of the decorations that were taking up floor space. There was a giant plant, two laundry baskets, and a really heavy wooden dresser that held all your clean towels - you didnât want the wood to rot.
You heard the door open while you were in the process of moving the plant. Honestly, you should have waited for Seungcheol to move this one; the plant was heavy as fuck and really awkward to carry, and you could feel your back protesting before you had even gotten it outside of the bathroom.
âWhat the hell, Y/N.â
The voice was closely followed by a pair of hands grabbing the plant from you and heaving it outside of the door in mere seconds. Showoff.
âAre you okay?â Seungcheol asked after placing the plant down on a towel, grabbing your upper arm gently. You nodded, and he sighed, squeezing your arm. âLetâs see the- oh fuck.â
You couldnât help it, you started laughing. Hysterically. The bathroom floor was covered in two inches of water, and the sound of more spraying out was echoing off the walls. Your best friendâs brother glared at you for two seconds before he started laughing too. It wasnât funny, but it kind of was. How had this even happened? And how had Sua not seen anything when she was home to pack?
âSorry, Cheol,â you giggled, wiping under your eyes to get rid of the tears that were still falling. Typical. âI, uh, wanted to move the plant and the dresser to make more room and-â
âDarling, that plant was almost heavier than you are. Not to mention that dresser. What were you thinking?â
His voice soothed your panic. He had been solving your problems for the past eighteen years, after all; this was nothing he couldnât handle. He looked ruffled, you realized. He had been relaxing after a long day at work when you called, and had gotten to your apartment as fast as he could just to help you. And now he was here, being all nice and caring and calling you sweet names. You felt like a stupid child.
âI-Iâm sorry. For calling you, I shouldnât have, I-â
âAbsolutely not. You can call me about anything at any time, you got that?â he asked sternly, gazing directly into your eyes. You swallowed, but nodded. His words gave you unwelcome butterflies, the intensity of his gaze making you look away.
âGot it,â you replied when a nod didnât seem to be enough for him. âUhm, so how do we deal with this?â
For a moment, the only sound you could hear was the steady spray of water coming from under the sink. You realized that all the products underneath would be useless now, and you would probably have to change out the entire cabinet housing the pipes. You felt a migraine start a steady throb against your temples, and you deflated even more, resting against the doorway.
âItâs okay, Iâll fix it for you, darling,â Seungcheol said softly, pulling you in for a hug. Your stomach erupted in butterflies again. You seriously needed some psychological help. âJust go change, okay? You must be exhausted.â
You shook your head, but relented when he lifted an eyebrow at you. You went to your room and closed the door. For a moment, you just stood there, staring at nothing. Your bathroom was flooded. And your best friendâs brother was helping you fix it, calling you sweet nicknames and saying shit straight out of a romance novel - as if your dumb crush on him needed any more encouragement. You sunk onto the edge of your bed for a moment, just breathing deeply and blinking back more tears. Enough was enough.
When you were fourteen or so, youâd had a crush on Seungcheol. Who wouldnât? He was tall, pretty, smelled good, and helped you with your homework. Ever since then, it would come and go, usually at the most inopportune times. You appreciated his looks pretty often, particularly when he came over to fix stuff for you and Sua, but you tried not to think about it much - mostly out of self preservation. He was still pretty, still nice, still smelled good, and whenever you let your mind wander for more than five seconds, you knew you were in danger.
You definitely should get it under control. First of all, he had known you since you were six. He had seen all your weird phases, watched you find your own identity, and that came with some really cringy stuff. Additionally, you were his little sisterâs best friend. You had some loyalty to her, sure, but more than anything you were sure that he saw you as an extra sister or something. Considering the amount of time you had spent at their house growing up, that would only be logical.
Armed with the reminder of why he would never be into you, you shook it all off. You located your regular home attire - bike shorts and a big t-shirt which origins you forgot - and put your hair up and out of your face. Then you steeled yourself again, vowing not to cry at the sight of the water, and walked back towards the accursed bathroom.
You found Seungcheol on his knees in front of the open cabinet from where the water came. He was hunched over, hand in front of him to block some of the water and seemingly looking for something. His white t-shirt had been sprayed with water, and it was sticking to his chest. You gulped at the sight, repeating that he saw you as an annoying crybaby to yourself in order to stop the stupid butterflies that had seemingly taken up permanent residence in your guts.
âDo you need a flashlight or something?â you asked timidly, making him look up at you. He paused and blinked at you once, twice, before clearing his throat and nodding. You got out your phone and turned the flashlight on, carefully stepping in behind him so as not to splash him.
âI, uh, think we need to remove this middle shelf from the cabinet,â he said, having positioned himself to shield you from the spray.
âAlright,â you replied, placing your phone to the side and leaning to grab the shelf before being stopped by one of his hands. He had placed it carefully on bare skin so as not to get your clothes wet. Damn him. âWhat? Iâll just grab it and get it out of the way for you.â
He scoffed. âYouâll get wet.â
Now it was your turn to blink at him stupidly, eyes wide and questioning. You could feel your cheeks burning, as did your arm where his hand was resting. This stupid, stupid man was going to make you fall in love with him, and that just couldnât happen. At all.
âWho cares, Cheol? Itâs just water. Let me get it out of your way, and Iâll hold the flashlight again, okay?â
He grimaced, but let go of your arm. You grabbed both sides of the shelf and lifted it. It took a bit of pressure, but eventually it came loose. You backed up slowly and brought the shelf over the tub with the soaked bath mat and dirty towel. Gross.
Even though you had been fast, Seungcheol had been right; your entire torso was soaked with water. You decided that you could do something about it after the leak was dealt with, and so you just ignored it and grabbed your phone again. Your friend was staring at your front with a wrinkle between his brows, mouth open a little, and you rolled your eyes affectionately.
âCheol.â He looked up at you. âItâs fine. I know you wanted to shield me or whatever, but itâs just a shirt. Now please, help me solve this?â
He nodded wordlessly and turned back to the considerably more spacious cabinet, taking a deep breath. His pout was cute, and you hated your heart for beating faster at the sight of him.
Seungcheol seemed to finally have found what he was looking for, and reached into the cabinet. You altered the angle of the light to make sure he could still see what he was doing despite the shadow of his arm. He grabbed ahold of something and started tugging, his biceps flexing distractingly and his eyebrows screwing up in effort. You were definitely not holding the flashlight in a particularly helpful way anymore, but thankfully your helper didnât seem to mind.
After a second or two the water slowed before stopping completely, and you cheered out loud. The sound had somehow become grating after only an hour, and the silence was very much welcome. Seungcheol stood up with a wince, holding a hand to his back like an old man. Without thinking, you pulled him into you and gave him a bear hug. You felt tears prick at your eyes again, but held them back. You were just so grateful to have him.
âThank you, thank you, thank you!â
You felt him laugh against you before he wrapped an arm gently around you and returned the hug. You pressed your cheek to his chest, just standing there and enjoying the embrace for a while before your brain would inevitably come back online. You felt his chin press against the top of your head for a second before he pulled away suddenly.
âShit, sorry, Iâm all-â
âI said I donât care, stupid,â you scoffed, but your cheeks were definitely getting red now. How could you have just grabbed him like that? And embraced him? You would have cried if you hadnât been so tired your head felt like it was full of cotton.
Now that you thought about it, you were extremely tired. It felt like a movie effect, the way your blood pressure just suddenly dropped and you swayed to the side. You were expecting a splash and a very uncomfortable kiss with the tile floor, but instead you found yourself back in Seungcheolâs arms. Oh.
Again with the stupid romance novel shit. The universe was testing you for sure. How were you supposed to resist him, really? You were doomed. Even the thought of your infatuation with him being one-sided could no longer bring you back down to the ground. You were simply fucked.
âWhen was the last time you ate anything?â
And he cares? Fuck the universe, seriously.
âUhm, I think it was lunch. I stayed pretty late at work, so-â
âPlease tell me you have food.â
âY-Yeah. Itâs uh, itâs on the counter in the kitchen.â
Without hesitation, the man picked you up and carried you into the kitchen. Your heart was going crazy, as were the butterflies in your stomach. You were at a loss for words, just going limp in his arms as he brought you to the dining table and placed you on one of the chairs gingerly. You continued to simply blink at him as he disappeared back into the hallway and came back with his hoodie, pulling it over your head before disappearing into the kitchen.
You wanted to scream and kick your feet, because was this man even real? You had no idea how you had deluded yourself into thinking your feelings toward him were sisterly, because currently, your pussy was screaming for him to come ruin you. And honestly? Both your heart and your head kind of agreed at this moment. You were so screwed.
When he came back with your sushi all plated and a glass for the drink you had bought, you couldnât help but let the tears come back. You hated that you were so weepy, especially in front of a man you apparently were head over heels for, but it was just who you were. You were sad? You cried. Happy? Cried. Angry? Waterworks. You were helpless to it, and apparently to him, too.
âGood job picking up food on the way back home,â he teased, placing the plate in front of you. Then he poured your drink into your glass for you, promptly ignoring the way you were wiping your cheeks with the sleeve of his hoodie.
âShut up, Iâm an adult,â you pouted back. He snorted loudly and sank into the chair opposite you, looking at you as you picked up your chopsticks and got ready to eat.
âSometimes, maybe,â he drawled with a smirk. You glared at him, but your teary eyes had little to no effect, and you knew it. âIâm kidding, baby. I know.â
He was still studying your face as you placed the first piece of heaven into your mouth, sighing happily and smiling in delight. It made him smile, too, and you could have died at the sight of his dimples. At this point, you had just accepted the butterflies and their claim to your stomach; doing anything else seemed futile.
âIâm sorry Iâm so weepy, Cheol,â you said between bites, pouting a little. He shook his head but you interrupted him before he could speak. âNo, really. There was no reason to cry so much, or so many times, but I just- I donât know. I literally got home right before I called you, and that was, what? At around-â
â9.30.â
âYeah,â you sighed, leaning back in your chair and tilting your head back in exhaustion. â9.30. Iâm just tired, is what Iâm trying to say.â You sat back up and huffed, sending him an embarrassed smile.
âAnd what Iâm trying to say,â Seungcheol said while you readjusted the sleeves of his hoodie, âis to not worry about it. I know youâre an emotional person, but thatâs okay.â He paused for a second, smiling when you almost dropped your sushi into the soy sauce. âBeing emotional is just a tiny part of who you are. You excel at so much; itâs okay to have a few flaws. We all do, I promise. Besides, being emotional isnât really a flaw, itâs just part of being human.â
At this, you couldnât help but laugh a little. First of all, he was way too well-spoken to be a man in his twenties. Second of all, if he was implying that he, of all people, had any flaws, he was dead wrong. You had never seen him fail at anything, had never seen him do something awkward, even as a child. God, you wished he had, because maybe then he could have remained the brother of your best friend instead of becoming so incredibly meaningful to you.
âAs if you have any flaws,â you mumbled, sticking another piece of food in your mouth. At least the sushi was good.
âOh please, sweetheart. Iâm twenty-seven and single. Thereâs plenty wrong with me.â
You shook your head vehemently. âBeing single is not a flaw, you dummy. Itâs just a relationship status. Who cares.â
âAs if thatâs all it is,â he laughed back.
âOkay, so the fact that Iâm single reflects badly on me? â you asked, raising an eyebrow. âGood to know.â
Your plate was empty, and your chopsticks were resting on the edge of it. The only sound in the apartment was a steady, slow drip from the drying bath mat in the bathroom. You were staring at one another from across the table. Why the tension suddenly was so thick was anyoneâs guess. All you knew was that the air in your little kitchen suddenly felt suffocating.
âYouâre single?â he asked after a while, and you laughed a little.
âYeah, Cheol.â
âWhat about that dude, what was his name⌠Mingyu?â
âEw,â you said, wrinkling your nose. âGod no. We went on like, one date and then decided it was weird to be anything other than friends. He feels more like a brother than anything.â
âWhat about Chan?â
âWh- Chan? That was four years ago,â you laughed, shaking your head. At the curious tilt of his head, you kept going: âHe was fine, we just got stressed during college and broke up. It happens.â
Something about this line of questioning felt momentous, for a few reasons. One, he was inquiring about your dating life, a topic the two of you generally never talked about. Two, he remembered the name of potential partners that had been in your life, even ones that hadnât stuck around for long (or at all, in Mingyuâs case). And three⌠the way he looked at you was different. There was something in his gaze that you couldnât place, something you didnât know if you dared hope for.
âWell heâs obviously an idiot,â Seungcheol said under his breath. You were probably not supposed to hear it, but you did. Your heart stuttered in your chest as he looked at you guiltily, as if he had done something wrong. âI just meant that- uhm.â
A few seconds passed in silence. You barely dared to breathe. You were hoping he would keep going, hoping he would clarify before your thoughts went way too far again. The tension was so thick it could have been cut with a knife. Finally, he let out the heaviest sigh youâd ever heard.
âNo, you know what, I meant it. He was an idiot for breaking up with you, because anyone would be lucky to have you.â
Time stopped. What do you say after that? You wanted to scream with joy and jump his bones, of course, but you couldnât exactly do that. What if he didnât mean it like that? If he didnât feel the way you hoped he was implying? Because he, or more specifically his sister, was such a huge part of your life, and awkwardness was just not an option.
âAre-â you started, but blinked and started over. âAre you⌠serious?â
âOf course I am, Y/N.â He sounded almost exasperated. He ran a hand through his slightly damp hair, making it fall over his forehead in the most attractive way you had ever seen. Fucking. Unfair. âIâm not- I mean. I get it if you donât feel the same or anything, but-â
âFeel what, exactly?â When he stared at you in confusion, you elaborated. âPlease be clear with me, Cheol. I donât want to keep guessing.â
It had come out as a whisper, but he had heard you. His expression softened, and the wrinkle between his brows disappeared. His mouth was slightly open as he seemingly looked for the right words. Your heart was beating out of your chest, and you almost felt it in your throat.
âBaby,â he started, and it made your breath hitch. âI donât think Iâve ever met someone as dense as you are.â
âHey!â
âNo, seriously,â he kept going, not a single trace of evidence that he was joking, âdo you actually mean to tell me you donât know how I feel about you?â
âLook, I donât-â
âI guess you donât, and in that case, thatâs my bad.â He got up from his chair and rounded the table, crouching next to your chair and grabbing your hand. âI am so ridiculously into you, itâs not even funny. Sua literally wonât stop teasing me about it, neither will my parents or my friends. No matter how hard I try I canât stop thinking about you, but Iâm honestly not sure I would want to even if I could. You mean so much to me, Y/N, and I really donât want to be overbearing but I- fuck, I canât-â he shuts his eyes in an attempt to collect himself, âI love you, baby, and if you donât feel the same thatâs fine, but I at least need you to know that Iâm on my goddamn knees for you.â
Your glass, still containing some of your soda, toppled over from the force with which you left your chair. The way you threw yourself at Seungcheol forced him back, but you took the opportunity and placed yourself in his lap as you kissed him deeply. It took him half a second to respond, but then he was kissing you so ardently that you never wanted him to stop.
His arm wrapped around you from behind and pressed you to his chest. You could not give less of a shit that he was sprawled on your kitchen floor, or that you were down there with him, because you were kissing him. You were kissing the man that you most definitely had been in love with since you were a teenager, and fuck did it feel good.
âI, uh, take it you feel the same, then?â he asked after having reluctantly pulled away. You pressed your forehead to his.
âI bet that I have loved you longer.â You were breathing heavily, already missing the feeling of his lips on yours.
âAbsolutely not,â he replied before kissing you again.
This time, you couldnât hold back. You nibbled gently on his lower lip before soothing it over with your tongue. Seungcheol groaned deep in his chest and brought his left hand into your hair, pressing you even closer to him. He opened his mouth, letting your tongue tangle with his, and you felt the way he became jelly underneath you. You were not faring much better, your panties hot and sticky and your hands shaking. Despite this, you snaked one hand into his hair and tugged on it; his hips jumped in response, the action seemingly completely involuntary. You didnât think youâd ever experienced anything hotter.
âPlease, baby,â he heaved as you trailed your lips down his neck, âI canât take it.â
You rolled your hips against his slowly, and that seemed to be his breaking point. He rolled you underneath him before standing up and taking you with him, carrying you into your bedroom while you followed the shape of his jaw up to his ear with your mouth. A shudder streaked through him as you sucked on the spot behind his left ear, his arms tightening around you and a hoarse moan leaving him.
You barely noticed him closing your bedroom door, only brought back to reality by the sensation of falling when he dropped you on your bed. You whined at the loss of contact, which made him smile; he loved the way you craved him, because honestly, he felt the exact same way about you. So he was quick to cover your body with his, his lips back on yours with a shuddered sigh from the both of you.
He felt so big above you, and yet you felt so safe. Not once had he done anything to hurt you. In fact, he had always been the one to take care of you and prevent you from being hurt. (Along with Sua, but you didnât really want to think about her at that moment). His weight on top of you made you shudder in delight, your hands starting to wander. You played with the hem of his white t-shirt, still damp from the earlier bathroom catastrophe, but you didnât care at all. All you wanted was to feel his skin against yours.
He was breathing as if he had run a marathon when he pulled away from your lips. He stared into your eyes, looking for any sign of reluctance, but not finding any.
âAre you sure, darling?â he asked, and your heart swelled about three sizes.
âIâm so sure, Cheol. Please, please, I need you.â You were properly whining now, but you were far past caring.
âOkay baby, okay,â he breathed, pulling away to get his shirt up and over his head. He was about to lay back over you, but froze and let his eyes wander your body. He shut his eyes, his forehead wrinkling once again as he took a few deep breaths. âYou in my hoodie and underneath me, I canât- Y/N, baby, I need a second, Iâm so-â
You giggled a little before grabbing the hem of said hoodie, pulling it up and over your head. Apparently, that didnât help, as Seungcheolâs grip on the sheets tightened and he cursed under his breath.
âI thought this would be better,â you said in confusion, blinking up at him.
âIâm actually going to die,â he gritted out, sounding as if he was genuinely in pain. âI donât think you realize what seeing you in a wet t-shirt did to me earlier, sweetheart. What itâs doing to me now is just torture.â You flushed at his words, having forgotten that little detail. âWait. Is that my shirt?â You glanced down and flushed even more when you realized it must be. âFuck, gonna be the death of me, gonna fucking-â
He cut himself off by pressing his lips against yours again. Your head immediately got fuzzy again, the only thought you could formulate being that of his dick inside of you. When he ground his hips against yours and you felt the outline of it, you let out the most sinful moan Seungcheol has ever heard, which caused his hips to keep grinding into you without his brainâs permission. You disconnected your lips from his for just long enough to pull your wet shirt off your alarmingly hot body, and the man on top of you didnât even have the strength to look at you without a shirt. He might actually have came in his pants if he did.
You didnât even mind, because you finally had his skin pressed against yours. The heat of him poured over you, driving you absolutely insane and making you whimper against his lips. If he didnât do something in the next minute, you would just have to take care of yourself.
âCheol-â
âPlease say it again,â he begged, his lips trailing down your neck toward your breasts.
âCheol,â you sighed, and he moaned against your skin, his dick grinding perfectly against your clit even through four layers of fabric. You barely recognized your own sounds even as you felt them leave your lips, so high on his proximity you couldnât have produced a thought if you tried.
When you repeated his name one more time he finally closed his lips around your right nipple, his deft fingers playing with the other and his cock still pressing deliciously against your pussy. Your hips lifted to grind back on him, and he actually whined for you.
âSeungcheol,â you whined, and his only response was a harsh thrust of his hips and another whine. âPlease, take my shorts off, I need you to fuck me so bad.â
He let go of your nipple, chuckling as he looked into your eyes and dragged his hands down to rest on your hips. âWant these off?â he asked, flicking the elastic of your bike shorts against your skin. You nodded frantically, pressing your hips up into his again. He looked like he wanted to protest, so you decided to do the only logical thing and beg for his cock.
âCheol, please please please, take my shorts off? I need it, please,â you begged, your eyes big and innocent as you stared into his. âI want your cock, baby, want it inside me, please.â
Honestly, it was no surprise that his confident facade crumbled along with his will to tease you any longer. If he was telling the truth, and you had no reason not to believe him, he had been in love with you for a long time. You had played dirty by begging him for his cock when he had already been on the verge of losing his mind - especially with those big, innocent eyes of yours. How was he supposed to say no to you?
âEvil, evil woman, fuck,â he muttered to himself as he all but tore the shorts down your legs along with your panties.
The sight of you, his absolute dream, naked beneath him made him believe in God for two whole seconds, for who could have accomplished something like you but an almighty deity? He must have shaped you with his own two hands, he thought, before coming back to his senses and thinking that no, you were a creation of your own. No one but you could have accomplished something like you.
With very little preamble, Seungcheol lowered himself between your thighs, kissing up the inside of each thigh as he went. He looked up and met your gaze, and you had never seen a more erotic sight. Sure, other people had gone down on you before, but none of them had been Seungcheol; none of them had been the one that counted. His big brown eyes met yours, and you swore you saw raw hunger in them.
âMay I, baby? Please?â
âYou- Youâre begging to eat me out?â you asked, in complete and utter shock. You had figured this was somewhat of a chore to him, something that needed to be done both to woo you and to prep you for his cock. One look at his glazed eyes had you changing your mind.
âYes,â he said without hesitation. His voice was hoarse and his eyes desperate, that simple look giving you enough material for many fantasies in the future. âPlease, let me eat you out?â
What were you supposed to do, say no? Absolutely not. You simply nodded at him, and he fucking dove for it. His tongue explored your folds gently but firmly, and as soon as the flavor of you met his taste buds, he was in heaven. His hips ground into the mattress of their own volition as he was lapping at you, his tongue mapping you out and figuring out what brought you the most pleasure.
Seungcheolâs eyes were shut in pleasure, your juices covering his chin all the way up to his nose, but he couldnât think of anything better. He wanted to drown in you, on his stomach between your legs, or - if he was allowed to dream - underneath you while you were grinding all over his face, taking all the pleasure you could from him.
You werenât exactly complaining, either. His tongue felt divine, moving to gently circle your clit before he sucked it into his mouth. When your fingers tangled in his hair, tugging in pleasure, your lover let out a grunt that sent vibrations traveling through your entire body.
âF-Fingers, Cheol, please-â
He just grunted an affirmative and pressed his middle finger into you slowly. The warmth surrounding his finger drove him insane, making his hips press harder against the mattress and his eyes squeeze tighter. Having something to clench down on brought your pleasure to even greater heights, and you started to feel the familiar tightening signaling your release. You had felt the outline of his dick earlier, and you knew you would need another finger to make him fit.
âAnother, I need you to fit later, baby.â
Your voice came out shaky, but the man consuming your pussy like it was the best meal heâd ever had didnât seem to mind. He simply let his ring finger join his other inside you, grunting when he felt how tight you were around him. The tightening in your lower belly grew more and more intense by the second, the filthy noises of Seungcheol devouring you bringing you that much closer to the edge. You let out a mewl that sounded like it came straight from a porno, and felt his grip tighten on your thigh.
âIâm so close, baby, so close, please-â
âCome for me,â he growled hoarsely before resuming his delicious torture of your clit.
You followed his request a second later, moaning loudly and squirming around on the bed. His free hand pressed down over your hips to keep you still as he coaxed you through it, and he didnât stop until the overstimulation almost hurt.
His fingers left your pussy gently, absolutely covered in your slick. You blushed as he put them in his mouth, moaning at the flavor as if you were the best thing heâd ever tasted. And to him, you were. He would remember the flavor of you until the day he died.
Your chest was rising and falling as you gulped down air. The way Seungcheol couldnât help but grind into the mattress again made you want to cry, because how could he be so perfect? And how could he want you, of all people?
When he kissed you again, you could taste yourself on his lips and tongue, and you loved it. It was a reminder of just how voraciously he had just eaten you out, and you took the opportunity to reach down and cup him over his underwear. He hissed and pulled his hips back, panting already.
âI- you canât.â
âBut, baby I just want to return the favor-â
âMy love, if you touch me again I canât guarantee that I will have faculties to be inside you.â
His words made you laugh, both because of how ridiculous his phrasing was, but also because of the effect you seemed to have on him. Had he really been driven so far by making out with you and making you cum? It seemed like it.
âI love you so much,â you ended up breathing out. He gazed into your eyes so adoringly you felt like time stopped again.
âI love you more, Y/N.â
His response prompted you to kiss him, and he deflated on top of you. As he sunk further into your embrace, his still-covered dick brushed against your wet core, and the whine he let out was almost pathetic.
âI hate to ruin the moment, but please, let me be inside you now. I think Iâll die if I canât,â he confessed. You laughed out loud again before nodding, kissing and sucking a trail down his neck while he removed his boxers. âCondom?â
âI donât have any, but I have an IUD and Iâm clean.â You could practically see Seungcheolâs brain grind to a halt. âBut, I mean, if you donât want to we can just wai-â
âNo!â he almost yelled, his entire face flushing pink. âNo, Iâm clean too, and I- fuck, I would love to be inside you without a condom.â
You nodded, and he took a deep breath. The thought of having him inside you without a barrier excited you to no end, and it seemed he felt the same. You kissed him passionately again while he lined himself up with your core, and moaned through a sigh as he pushed into you. He didnât have a monster cock or anything, but it was still bigger than what you were used to taking.
As he bottomed out, he let out a punched out sigh. You could feel him shaking on top of you, and did your best not to move or clench down on him. Unfortunately, your pussy didnât exactly obey you and clenched down anyway. It made Seungcheolâs breath hitch, and he squeezed his eyes shut tight so as not to look at you while he was trying not to cum.
âI swear,â he wheezed, âyou are going to kill me.â
His words made you chuckle, which in turn made him groan and bury his face in the crook of your neck. You were ready for him to move, and told him as much, but he still needed a second. You could feel tears sting the corners of your eyes, as per usual feeling weepy as soon as you felt a big wave of emotion. To distract yourself, you locked your lips with his and kissed him with all the passion you had left to give.
As your tongue tangled with his he groaned low in his throat, and his hips thrust into you of their own accord. Once he had started, he couldnât stop, and you didnât want him to. He started out fairly slow, taking his time to make sure you werenât hurting at all. Then you accidentally clenched down on him, and he could no longer hold back.
He started pounding into you, his cock reaching the deepest parts of you and making you dizzy. You moaned out every time the tip of him hit the spongy spot inside you, and you couldnât help the way you were clenching around him. You were hurtling toward your end so fast it was almost alarming. He filled you up so perfectly, so perfectly thick and long, it was as if you were made for one another.
Seungcheol was mumbling an endless stream of praise, grunting every time your cunt squeezed him a bit tighter. He felt like he was in heaven, your slick walls molded around him in a way that made him mourn the time spent doing anything other than this. He wanted to keep you like this, impaled on his cock and making you feel as good as you ever had.
Sadly, he was so wound up he wouldnât be able to last as long as he usually did. While he didnât blow immediately as he had been worried he would, he started feeling his balls drawing up around five minutes in. The way your nails were scratching down his back wasnât helping his situation.
In an effort to save himself from cumming before you, he lowered a hand to circle the nub of your clit gently. The extra stimulation was exactly what you needed to build the rest of the way to the edge, and you tangled your hands in his hair as your thighs shook.
âPlease, Cheol, baby, Iâm gonna-â
âOh thank God, please cum around me, baby, wanna feel it,â he begged, and it did the trick.
Your orgasm was spectacular, your entire body feeling like it was on fire as you exploded around him. You were moaning his name, clawing at his back and arching your back to the high heavens. Your toes actually curled. It was the orgasm of orgasms.
Seeing you like that, your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he brought you pleasure was enough for Seungcheol to follow you over the edge. He came so hard he saw nothing but white, his hips stuttering as he spilled himself into you. His face was pressed into your neck, but his moans could not be concealed even if he tried.
You both lay there, panting and soaked in sweat, for a pretty long time before he finally pulled out and rolled off of you. He sprawled on his back and stayed like that, his eyes shut in complete and utter bliss and his heart beating out of his chest. Your hair was an absolute birdâs nest around you, and there were tear tracks running down your cheeks and into your hairline.
You clumsily flopped over to rest against his side, and he pulled you in until your head was resting right over his heart. You slung your bare leg over his waist, and he groaned in what sounded like agony.
âYou canât do this to me,â he whined, and you giggled lightly at him.
âI just put my leg on you, baby,â you said, looking up at him innocently, and he had to shut his eyes for a second and remind himself he wasnât dreaming. You, yourself werenât entirely convinced all this wasnât a dream; and if it was, you never wanted to wake up.
âOkay, well youâve just seen what seeing you in a hoodie and bike shorts does to me, so,â he reminded you, and you bit back a grin. It was good to know you could tease him easily.
You laid in silence for a while, just listening to his heart beating against his ribcage. Every once in a while it would slow down, and then he would look down at you and it would speed back up. Your heart seemed to match the pace of his, and you found that you loved it that way.
âSo, â Seungcheol started, and you pulled yourself up on your elbow to look at him as he talked. âThat⌠just happened.â You snorted into a laugh, and he joined you, flicking your forehead gently. âI uh, Iâm going to a work thing on Friday. I usually donât bring a date because, well, because Iâm usually single, but maybe, this time, I could bring you?â
You blinked at him slowly, admiring him in the light from your bedside lamp. He was pretty no matter what, but with his cheeks glowing and his eyes glittering, he was beyond what was natural, in your opinion. You stroked a bit of his hair behind his ear and hummed.
âI mean, are you not single anymore?â you asked with a raised eyebrow.
âUhhhh-â he was interrupted by your laughter, and he pouted at you jokingly. âDonât do that! I get scared I fucked up,â he said and rolled over to wrap his arms around you.
âIâm sorry,â you giggled, âI just donât know either.â You paused. âHey Cheol?â
âYeah?â
âDo you want to be my boyfriend?â
At your words, his entire face lit up. He started giggling and buried his face in your hair, trying to hide from view. Even still, you knew he would be blushing. His arms squeezed tighter around you as he pulled you even closer, and you didnât even mind that you couldnât breathe.
âI was going to ask,â he ended up whining once brain function had returned to him. âCan I?â
âI mean, sure?â you answered, trying your hardest not to just lean in and kiss away his pout. Your willpower sucked, so you did it anyway.
âGreat! Hey, Y/N, would you be my girlfriend?â
You bit your lip to hold in your laughter, but all it did was summon your boyfriendâs gaze to your mouth. You released it and broke out into a huge grin, nodding.
âI would love nothing more.â
âSo what youâre saying is,â Sua said thoughtfully, âyou finally put him out of his misery?â
It was a week later, and you were sitting on your balcony with Sua and drinking coffee. The bathroom floor was now dry, and while the stupid bath mat had been unsalvageable, everything else had been fine. The apartment management had gotten the leak fixed after five days, proving that calling Seungcheol had been the right choice for more reasons than one.
Even thinking about him, you couldnât help but smile. Your boyfriend. The one who had brought you to a work function as your first date, and the one who had gotten jealous because you had greeted a coworker of his when he was getting you a drink. The one that had helped you save your apartment from water damage. The one you had loved for the past decade.
âOkay but how could I have put him through misery if I didnât know he liked me, hm?â you asked, raising an eyebrow at your friend. She had her eyes closed, face turned toward the sun like an old lady.
âYou cannot be serious,â she said incredulously, turning toward you and opening her eyes wide to show her shock. âYouâre telling me you didnât know Cheol was in love with you? He has been so down bad for you since we were like fourteen, man. He bought you flowers for your graduation. He reminded you to take your allergy pills before going to a dog cafĂŠ.â You flushed a little at your own blindness, but Sua just sighed and turned back toward the sun, her eyes closed again. âAt least it will be easy to kill him if he hurts you.â
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Just Testing
Male Reader x Wonyoung, Eunbi, Sakura, Yena, Yuri, Chaewon, Nako, Hitomi, Mina, Nayeon, Gaeul, Rei, Sua, Yoohyeon, Jinsoul, Yeojin, Tiffany, Sooyoung, Winter, Sullyoon, Xiaoting, Miyeon, Yiren, Arin, Seungyeon, Hwasa, IU, Chaeryeong, Somi, Rose (31some)
Length: 31,577 words
FIC STARTS AFTER THE #
FIC IS SPLIT INTO MULTIPLE POSTS
Tags: SQUATTING FACE FUCK + ANAL PRONE BONE, PORN, stupid satire, self-aware smut, seductive, flirting, charming, perfect!you, GAME SHOW, testing mouths, blowjob, sweat, sweat kink, messy sex, sub/dom dynamics, sex in water, double anal (@kaedespicelatte), female orgasms, rough sex, overstimulation, stocking and high heels kink, gaping, terrible jokes, teasing, gagging, breath play, banter, fuck buddies, weird relationship, sex on the ground, temperature play, petite body, hard anal, sex toys, vibrator for overstimulation, elegance, keeping warm, huge tits, tit play, TW: golden shower, water sports, piss kink, couch sex, size kink, dom!idol, edging, threatening, heavy jerking off, blue balled, TW: brat, brat taming, forced deepthroat, cursing, undressing, name calling, degradation, dub-con?, GAME-SHOW-CEPTION, outside sex, public sex, getting caught, rent is due, sex sells, scent kink, slow sex, caring anal, rough face fucking, slut, runny mascara kink, choking, fingering, porn tropes, sex while watching porn, screams, fucking into submission, suddenly missionary, bimbofication, blonde bimbo kink, are you on drugs?, cumshot, cum on tits, cockwarming, sex doll, lube, lube play, fighting, brat breaking, a lot of lube fr, first time, teaching, slow bj, hot and steamy, body worship, abs kink, almost loving, suddenly painting, male overstimulation, death by orgasm?, self-degradation, very loud, break everything, food play, cherries, whipped cream, biting sheets, why did you read all of that???
TW: a lack of editing, cringiness lol and this has all the kinks, SPOILER! Scene 7 has watersports, Scene 29 has foodplay, Scene 11 has heavy degradation, Scene 20 bimbofication, but tbh, read at your own risk lol
Inspiration: my hate relationship with porn and the industry behind it. This has a lot of satirical themes, terrible jokes and allusions to other things/media, especially K-Pop lyrics and song titles. This is also kind of a flex and a tribute to the insane amount of hot people we get to see as fans of this music genre.
Also, I'm a bit insane and like the squatting and prone-position a bit too much.
(A/N: Kaede is already tagged, also @worldsover for Arin and Yena, @writerpeach add Xiaoting and Kkura to the list, @sinswithpleasure Winter, @midnightdancingsol for Jinsoul, @iznsfw for Eunbi, Hitomi and Nako, @capslocked for Miyeon, @praeluxius for Sullyoon and Chaewon, @firagaarmor for Gaeul, @authorsquidward for Wonyoung and Yeojin, @craycr4y, @co-reborn for Mina, @nsfwmaemi for Xiaoting. Sorry, not sorry.)
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âSo, this is going to be the first take, right? How many do you usually need?â
The stylist combs your hair with her delicate fingers a final time before deeming it perfect. It literally is, clean, black and utterly unleashed. Whatever the producers think fits best for your personality. The show must go onâsomething like that, as long as you have any hair, you donât mind what it looks like. Okay, to be fair, even if they would ask you to go bald, you would. This job is just too precious to pass on.
âOh, I only need one take, darling,â you say and look at the stylist through the crystalline backlit mirror into her crystalline brown eyes. Something tells you that they are usually not this wide open and shocked, call it an instinct if you will, something to pair with one of your three divine strengths:
Irresistible charme.
âWell⌠if you say so,â she stutters and tugs a strand of her blonde hair behind her cute little ear. She directs her gaze towards the door, but you know she isnât thinking about leaving, not with the way her hand rests on your shoulder or her tummy cushions the back of your head when you lean backwards to look at her from a different angle.Â
She is quite pretty, with the tiny moles on her bright skin. One couldâve easily mistaken her with one of the many women youâre about to work with, but apparently she has chosen a different career path. Too bad for you, or her, or the camera. Nothing a couple of perfectly placed words couldnât change.
âI only say it, because itâs true,â you say with a defensive hand gesture and stand up from the confines of your chair, the same, favorite chair that is following you around the world. âLooks like youâre the same, Missââ
âSharon, just Sharon,â she finishes your sentence, the pitch of her voice higher than before as she looks up at you. âB-but what do you mean by, âthe sameâ?â
âOh, itâs because your styling is literally perfect. You donât have to go for a second take either.â Gently take Sharonâs hand into yours and rub the back of it with your thumb. âJust like me.â
âY-youâre too kind.â
âNow tell me, Sharon: thatâs not your real name, right?â
Sharon shyly looks to the ground. The tip of her feet move closer together and you feel a bit of sweat build up on the tip of her fingers. Oh, the professionalism, itâs slipping away.
âYou got me there,â she giggles. âMy real name is Mina, Iâm fromââ
âJapan. I can tell. Your accent is giving it away.â
Now she is melting, either in embarrassment or because of the compliments. Judging from the new color on her cheeks, red like fresh strawberries, and the small smile below her beauty spot, itâs the latter.Â
âNothing to be embarrassed about, Mina, your English is fantastic and your accent is, letâs call it as cute as your face.â
Mina looks up, dreamy, her hands automatically move up to your chest, but if she wants to go further she has to really stretch. Thank the Gods for the other divine feature they have given you:
Incredible height.
195 cm, 6â4ââ, wow so big; you better know all the ways to measure you. All of it rolls off your tongue so easily although you donât have to announce it. Itâs obvious, imposing even, yet not impractical. At least it wasnât, until your Asia Tour started. Most things are a bit too small now, but you wonât complain, no, youâre literally not allowed to. Your contract says so.
âThank you, Mister,â Mina hums and her nails reach your nape when sudden steps behind the door make her back off with lightning speed. Who dares to block such a nice development?
âOkay, change of plans,â shouts JJ, your manager, agent and favorite pest as he bursts into the dressing room. He is drenched in sweat and about as stressed as usual before any one of your shoots. Time to give him your favorite punishment for coming in so rudely.
âAh, JJ, good to see you. This is Mina, a wonderful, talented japanese stylist,â you say with a bright grin, knowing how much he hates it when you interrupt him with something so casual, yeah, how dare you be nice when he is literally an impetuous bull.Â
âOh, uhm, hello Mrs. Mina,â he stutters, shakes his head, bows, then groans. Itâs worth cherishing if youâre honest. âAnyways, we have more important things right now. There have been communication issues and uhm, all of them are here already, so weâll shoot the scenes ping-pong wise.â
âHold on, hold on, JJ. Youâre saying, all thirty of them are? How could that happen?â
âWell, th-the Koreans thought the second time I sent them was meant as an alternative date, you know, if there are problems or something. Oh, and itâs not thirty. One woman quit at the last minute, she had doubts and a lot of fear.â
âWhich is absolutely okay,â you say calmly and look at Mina for a second. She tries to seem occupied, but you know she is staring and listening intently. âIf she doesnât want to, I donât blame her. We can shoot with twenty-nine and we can shoot them all in one go if we have enough rooms.â
âYeah,â JJ says with a sigh of relief at your non-violent reaction, which is the norm. âWe were able to get some extra rooms. The company really wants this episode and they are willing to make it a two-part special, I was just worried that you couldnâtââ
âWhat? Handle thirty?â You laugh with a wide charismatic smile, which leaves JJ coldâsuch a shame that he is completely resistant to you, but it makes him the perfect manager to control if need beâbut does a lot of things to Mina. The japanese woman gawks, drools at you from the side. She does not notice that you can see it from the corner of your eye through the backlit mirror.Â
âWhatever you say,â JJ groans and rolls his eyes. âItâs still only twenty-nine.â
âUnlees,â you say and turn towards Mina, bowing down to be on eye-level with her. âSomeone new joins us right now. Would that be possible, JJ?â
âI mean, s-sure. We have some lawyers, contracts, moneyâoh, wait, youâre not serious, are you?â
âMina,â you say with a low voice and guide her hand to your chest. âI wonât lie, I saw the way you were looking at me. You have a great face and from what I can see a fantastic body. Allow me to be so incredibly rude and ask you:
âDo you want to join me in this shoot?â
Mina bites her lips and blushes again. From the touch of her fingers you can tell a lot of things. She is not rejecting the idea completely, so there is no spouse or partner in her life, at least none she is loyal to. Mina also works as a stylist for porn artists, so maybe her social circle wonât be too harsh on her. Itâs still a difficult step, one she shouldnât take lightly.
Then again, youâd really like to fuck her today.
âCan I think about it for a bit longer?â she whispers and you immediately nod, much to the dismay of JJ behind you. However, he remains silent. he ha too many fuck-ups today.
âSure. Go with JJ and talk with the lawyers. They will make sure youâre properly informed, but in the end itâs up to you. The shoot will take quite long, so you can either join in last orââ
Gently knead her hand on your chest and smile at her adorable, unsure, yet needy expression.
ââlive a life outside of this crazy industry. Both things will be worth it, my beautiful penguin.â
âWhaâhow did you knââ
âI can tell,â you whisper with a wink and make way for the door, where JJ gives you a bombastic side eye. You ignore him, which is worth a thousand words, but itâs better to keep them down now. Only a couple of minutes, then itâs showtime.
"Director, is everyone in position?" you ask nonchalantly, as if you didn't just open your shirt and stepped out of your white dress pants. As per usual, you can feel them all stare, staff, cameraman, hosts. It makes for an even better feeling when you peel off your briefs to reveal your manhood, the perfect indicator for your final supernatural power of the Gods:
Undrainable stamina.
You present yourself, fully nude, while your co-host walks onto the set. Unlike you, he is dressed in his marine blue suit with a bow tie and dress pants in the same color. He looks expensive, serious, a true professional, which makes you shake your head.
"Come on, man, you're always so stiff and stuck up! Let's give the people a fun show," you say and kindly grin at him. Works like a magic spell. He drops his shoulders and cocks his head back.
"You're right. It's hard to say some of these lines with a straight face anyways. I just worryâŚ"
He pauses and looks at you, down your pecs, chiseled abs, phallus hanging in between your strong legs, then back up again with a blush.
"Don't worry, man," you calmly respond and point towards a door where JJ discusses something with some important looking people. "My manager fucked up today, yet the company still wants the video. In their eyes, it's all a good product, as long as we just do it. The show must go on, so relax, will ya?"
"I-I guess, b-but thirty is so many," he says in fear and looks at the director signaling the last thirty seconds before shooting starts.
"Thirty is not that much. Count them down like seconds, and I promise you, they'll pass by so quickly, you wish we had another thirty."
"Take one, everyone on set!" someone shouts and you feel the adrenaline reach a new peak. The slate falls, the cameras start. Almost perfect silence, but you swear you can hear the neediness in this building. The company really booked the entire floor of a luxurious hotel, combined with the outdoor area. Don't lie, you've seen crazier, but their efforts are still impressive.
"Hello, dear viewers!" your co-host greets the main camera with an eye smile. "Welcome back to Season 3 of our show. Actually, we are already at the second to last episode of this season."
He pouts. It's kinda cute, so you play along and mouth a little 'aww' at the oh-so sad statement.Â
"I'm your co-host and right next to me is the one and only; the one you are watching for and the only one you need to know."
"Hello World! Hello Asia!" you shout enthusiastically, to the main camera, then to the one that is only focussing on you and your most prized possession. Speaking of which, it's slowly getting hard with increased excitement.
"Good to have you here." Your co-host turns to you and peeks at his cue card for longer than usual. This is where the old script is probably falling apart.
"Thank you for having me," you say and do a couple of silly bowes to the staff. The microphone catches all their gasps and laughs. "I'm really excited for today. I heard it's going to be some sort of special."
"You're right about that one. Today is a double special, combo special about, uhmâ"
He stutters, panically shuffling through his cue cards without knowing how he even started his sentence. Poor guy, having a blackout right at the start. In an effort to save him, you improvise and reach for his first card.
"Here, it says 'combo special for Just Testing'. Maaaan, just read it," you say in faked annoyance. Part charisma, part professionalism that can save a take and make the viewer smileâif they haven't skipped to their preferred part yet. Your co-host looks at you gratefully, before slapping his forehead and groaning.
âYouâre right, of course! âJust Testingâ is going for double today, Twice the testing, twice the fun.â
âAnd twice the work,â you add, much to the bemusement of the director, who constantly gives you thumb ups. âIâm so ready for it. Can you tell me what I am going to test?â
âSo,â he points at the large, black loosely hanging curtain behind you. âThere is a long hallway with a lot of rooms behind this curtain. With the help of some beautiful support, you will test all kinds of loungers. We have different kinds of beds, couches, but also more unusual things to lay down on.â
âOh, nice, Iâm going to sleep on them? This will be a relaxing episode then.â
You stretch your arms upwards and fake a yawn, before he slaps them away.
âNo, youâre here to work. On each lounger there is one woman lying prone. Your job is to test if having sex with them in this position is comfortable. Give your thoughts while making sure to thoroughly test them.â
âThe women or the loungers?â
âThe loungers, silly!â
âOh yeah, youâre right. How many loungers are there?â
The co-host hesitates. He nervously looks to your agent, who shrugs, then to the director who shrugs as well but with more urgency. After a brief pause, the co-host acts like he is counting on his fingers.Â
âLetâs just say there are a lot,â he finally says. âMore than two for sure.â
âMore than two?â you respond, cock twitching again, everyoneâs pervy eyes notice it. âSo why is it called a double-combo-special-episode?â
âWell, we have a different thing you need to test today. On your right, you can find an example. Say hello to Arin!â
Cheers and applause from a parting crowd of staff members. A woman emerges from them. The first thing you notice are her soft-looking, reddish-pinkish lips. They are a bit plumb, perfect for what is to come. Other than that, she is gorgeous. Pale skin and a yellow-beige crop-top contrast the long, wavy hair flowing down her back and shoulders.Â
âWow, you look wonderful,â you say with a delighted smile and stretch out your hand for the taking. âNice to meet you, Arin.â
âHello, itâs a pleasure,â she says and squeezes your hand. She is sweaty all over, from her pretty face to her arms and hands. The nerves of being the first today, hell, maybe itâs her first adult video shooting ever. Youâd surely remember such a pretty face.
âOkay, Arin,â the co-host says. âYou know what to do? If youâd please squat down in front of the curtain, thank you.â
Arin gets in between the two of you, her eyes scanning you top to bottom, but then fixating on your cock when she squats down.
âI think I know whatâs about to happen,â you whisper and wink at the camera.
âItâs a bit more complex than that. While testing their throats, you need to use your creativity. Find out what they like, what they are best at and what you can teach the viewers while youâre going to town on their mouths. Give comments on everything, sort of like a teacher.â
âYâall are insane!â you laugh, then nod eagerly. âAlright, Iâm down for it. Is there any timer, some goal I need to achieve like in the last episode?â
âOnly one rule:â the co-host says as he inches out of the frame. âEnjoy yourself.â
Everything changes with the blink of an eye. From the introduction and stupid banter to the main reason why people spend money on this. No one pays for a fucking box with the title âAround the World Season 3 Episode 4 Combo Special Just Testingâ to see you standing there naked. They want to see you do what they canât: fuck more than a dozen of beautiful women without breaking a sweat and giving perfect remarks. Do your job and give them the addicting rush of awe, envy and lust.
âArin, are you nervous?â you ask the young woman squatting before you.
âNo, not at all,â she responds with a smile that can break every boyâs heart. âIâm very excited though!âÂ
âIâm just asking because your face is quiteâletâs call it wet.â
âI-Iâm sorry, I-I know I can sweat a lot, itâsâŚâ Arinâs self-aware stutter ends in her averting your gaze. You reach for her head and give her a few pats, while giving your dick a few strokes.Â
âYouâre perfect, no need to be embarrassed.â Put your cock to her lips and Arin sighs. She forms a perfect O and you slowly glide into her. At this point, with you still only half-erect, itâs easy for her to take you. The feeling of getting harder inside such a pretty mouth is only surpassed by really fucking it. Youâll get there eventually, until youâre sick and tired of it.
âHere is the thing,â you casually say, making sure the main camera captures Arinâs face and the small bulge in her cheek. âSome people sweat more than others. In the case of our beautiful Arin, Iâd use this as an easy way to make her messy. Look, she has so much hair, so many long strands, and they can easily stick to her face.â
You ruffle Arinâs hair with both of your hands as you slowly pump into the soft cheek. The wavy nutella-colored hair fans out, sticks to Arinâs sweaty shoulders, then her arms and lastly her forehead. You brush aside the rest for now and tell the second camera man to come closer.
âTake a look from my angle. Look at how wonderful this is. To all the guys who think their girl looks beautiful while youâre out with family or in publicâtry bringing her home afterwards and then do this. That orderly girl, a complete mess. It's awesome.â
Arinâs eyes have locked onto the camera. If this really is her first time, she is a star already, perfect for all kinds of blowjob and face fucking videos. Maybe she is already a pro, then you surely have to try out if she can take you fully. She is still able to handle your growing erection inside her, but now you have to go all out.
âTo all the ladies,â you say and position Arinâs head towards the main camera again. âTake a look at how Arin forms her lips. Literally, look at the perfect O when I pull out. Thatâs the way to get a good grip, to make your man go weak.â
You slowly back off, your cock pops free and Arin gets it. She keeps the shape of her mouth the same way as before. The lipstick makes it look like a circle, mathematical pure, but otherwise very lewd. Trail your fingers along them as some of the staff members give their well-timed âoohsâ and âahhsâ. Itâs all for the show.Â
Suddenly, you roughly grab the sides of Arinâs bewildered face and shove your cock hilt deep into her mouth. The O was too tempting, the tension inside your loins too strong, and the gags are too perfect to stop. Arin reaches for your thighs to keep herself steady, while her hair bops and sways, the mess coming more and more to fruition.
âEntering is easy,â you say with your unbroken teaching-voice. âYour boyfriend or husband can penetrate you effortlessly when you keep the O. Arin is a pro at it, but you can learn it too.â
Again, the secondary cameraman scoots closer, films from the level of your hips into Arinâs face. She gags and coughs, drool pools on the underside of your relentlessly pounding dick, which sadly canât fully enter her, despite your best efforts. At least Arin tears up and makes her face even messier. Her hair is now blocking most of her view as it clings to her forehead and makes for quite the barrier.
Groan when you pull out your long hard-on, let Arin cough and breathe freely. She slobbered up a lot of saliva, most of it spread on your cock, the rest running down her chin. Something about her beady, needy eyes makes you want to fuck her until she is the ultimate mess, chaotically whimpering because she wants it so much, but you will have to pass on that today.
âGood girl, Arin, well down,â you praise her and point to the camera. âKeep looking at the camera and spread your knees a bit apart.â
Arin does as told, though she struggles to stay in her squatting position without falling backwards. You kneel behind her and hold her in place. Just a tap on her knees, and she spreads them until youâre satisfied.
âYouâre not wearing anything under those jeans,â you state and put a finger on her crotch. âItâs kind of disappointing, I thought you were a mess down there already.Â
âDo you want me to make you a mess down there too?â
âY-yes.â
âThen use your suction-cup-lips, baby,â you whisper and get back into position. This time, you give Arin time to prepare. No surprise attack, let her relish in the feeling of your large phallus blocking off her airflow and disheveling the remaining fragment of her innocence.Â
Arin licks and sucks, all while humming everytime you donât force a gag out of her. She is determined in her want for your cock, as much as she can handle, which still isnât every last inch, but to be fair, she makes up for it. This undeniable passion, even the highest quality camera and best directing cannot capture it.Â
Most impressive of all however is that Arin remains in her squatting position. She has balance and posture, sure, but maybe itâs her want for you that keeps her stable like this, through potential back pain. Admire her for it by making the last thrusts violently hard, until her jeans are ruined.
âI think weâre done, fuck,â you curse enthusiastically and the camera immediately goes in between Arinâs legs. âWhat a beautiful mess. You did very well, Arin.â
Circle the denim with your fingers and bite her sore lips. The lipstick has mostly transferred to your cock, an indicator on how much she was missing for the ultimate triumph. But Arin is no deepthroat pro, she excels in other areas.
âThis is definitely a way, a way to make things work, to ruin or be ruined,â you croak out, realizing your throat is too dry to continue babbling. Someone hands you a water bottle, you down it quickly. âSorry for this interruption, Arin, let me tell you that you would pass any test with ease.â
âTh-thank you,â Arin squeaks, her throat not dry, but surely sore. âGlad you li-liked it.â
Kiss her on the cheek.
âA pleasure to meet you, but I have to go now. My bed is calling.â
Cheers from behind you when you pass through the curtain, two cameramen following you, the director and co-host right behind them. A wide, well-lit hallway opens to you. Every door looks open and you can sense the nudity, the lewdness, the sex that emanates from them like a seductive odor. With a gleeful smile you turn to the co-host, who quietly points at the first door to your right.
âGuess weâll start hereâalthough I cannot see any beds in here. Is this a pool, or what?âÂ
To your surprise, you find the room mostly tiled and flooded with a few centimeters of warm water, perfect to wash your feet and maybe doze for a couple of minutesâwhich is exactly what a young lady pretends to do in the middle of it all. She lays prone in front of a large bouquet, only wearing a skimpy bikini to hide the private parts of her slender body with surprising curves.Â
âHello there, beautiful,â you say cheerfully and kneel next to the dozing woman. âAre you comfortable?â
âHello,â she responds, a sleepiness and hunger evident in her eyes. âIt is amazing. I could stay here all day.â
âBegs the question:â you interject and closely inspect her short, black hair with those meticulously styled bangs. âIs it fun to have sex in here?â
âShould we find out?â she asks and moves her fingers to the string holding her bikini in place. You quickly grab her wrist and guide it back up and at a snail's pace.Â
âNow, now, young misses. I donât even know your name, and you already want me to fuck you on these hard tiles? Where are your manners? Maybe youâre still in dreamland. Whatâs two plus two?â
âFour, Iâm not stupidââ
âSix plus six?â
âTwelve. Look Iââ
âEight plus ten?â
âEighteenââ
âYour plus name?â
âHuh?â
Someone snickers behind the camera set up. Other staff members try to find a spot in the narrow door to watch the spectacle unfold, but no matter how distracting they may be, your professionalism will not falter.
âOh, uhm sorry,â the girl says, still more puzzled than surprised. âIâm Chaewon, the wannabe mermaid. Sorry for being rude, I got here early and now Iâm so relaxed, God, I canât think straight.â
âGood for you, Chaewon.â You inspect her face, small, sharp jaw, impeccable shape with an adorable nose and the already mentioned bangs that just make it look a bit more perfect. âStay relaxed then, because I believe it is one of the many perksâ
ââof having sex in this water instead of a bed.â Increase the volume of your speech so the viewer knows that they should pay attention if they want to learn something. I mean, who doesnât watch to learn how to have sex with a doll for a woman in perfect shallow water? Thatâs what youâre all about.
âChaewon, should we get started?â
âSure.â
This time, Chaewon is allowed to undress. She does so lazily, flaunting her body almost accidentally, yet with all the purpose of the world. Firm, mid-sized tits and an even firmer, even bigger butt make for excellent curves on this gorgeous, small woman. After discarding the bikini in the tiny waves of the tiny pool, if you dare call it that, Chaewon lets herself fall back into the prone position, chin barely above the water.
What is not barely above the water is her ass, which she pulls open a bit for you to catch a glance yet not see her glorious hole in all its beauty. She is really on her lowest level, no effort and fucks given.Â
âGuys,â you sigh and whine. âOnly do this with your girl if you are okay with her being not only absolutely passive, but also a little hindrance. Donât expect her to do anything. Youâre the workhorse for today. Ladies, Iâd urge you to do exactly what Chaewon does. Add nice smelling flowers and candles, relax and just exist. Donât even spread your ass for him.â
Chaewon giggles and releases a long, barely audible moan when your fingers dig into the flesh of her butt cheeks and pull them apart.Â
âGet a camera on there,â you say with dramatic shock. âQuick! Film this perfect, perfect hole. Holy shit, Chaewon, why did I not know of you? You must be such a butt slut.â
âAll training~â she chicly says and lazily looks over her shoulder. âBut itâs rarely this relaxed.â
Donât even waste time grinding on the smooth skin of her butt or in between her big cheeks. You immediately insert your tip into the puckered hole and slam down half way. Chaewon moans, satisfied and rests on her crossed arms as if she is getting a massage.
âHold on, you all see that? I mean, you canât feel it like I do, but,â you pause and start to slowly fuck Chaewonâs ass, giving her more and more of your length the longer it goes on. âI have never felt something like this. You must be training every day, all day, huh?
âChaewon, Iâm talking to you. Youâre also on cam, so please donât sleep.âÂ
âThere is always something inside me,â Chaewon babbles in a cute, dreamy voice. You decide to wake her up by pushing your tip as deep as possible, and it actually works. Chaewon jumps, stretches herself and you lean to her ear. Tug away the straight, black strands so she can hear your most quiet whisper.
âYes, but it never reaches this deep. Your hole is so loose around me, but my tip feels great. But this wonât do.â
You turn to the camera with a dumbfounded expression, which bemuses the ever chattering and peeking staff members, especially when your cock slips from the not-so-tight confines of Chaewonâs ass.
âWe need to change it up,â you say and point to your co-host. âGive me one of our products, I think this bubble-butt-bitch needs more than one thing inside her.â
Chaewon laughs at the joke, innocent at first, but her laughter turns lewd when she eyes the massive dildo the cameraman hands you. With piqued interest, she watches over her shoulders as you align both your shaft and the fake shaft with her loose entrance.Â
âI think I donât need to elaborate that this is not the norm. Please only use one of these on your bottom, okay? Iâm not liable for damages.â
Finding the right angle is a lot more difficult with this added width, but youâre able to get inside Chaewon. Her ring puts up some resistance at first, yet when she takes a longer breath, you get inside and immediately begin to thrust.
âAh, fuck,â Chaewon groans happily and lets her upperbody sink into the water again. âThis is, this is better than I thought.â
âYeah, letâs just pretend that this happened from the start,â you giggle. âChaewon feels pretty tight now. Her ass is warm, just like the water and her backside is almost as pleasing to the eye as her face.â
âCan you tell us more about the ground, whatâs it like to have sex here?â the co-host asks from behind the camera, eyes glued to where you double-penetrate Chaewonâs ass.Â
âRight, thatâs why Iâm here. Let me be honest, this was not my first thought and I was a bit skeptical. There are a lot of factors that have to be right, otherwise, fuck, otherwise it might not be that pleaseant. Colder water would make her tense up, thatâs a no-no. If the tiles below are too coarse, it wonât feel great either; they could also be too slippery, which might sound fun but actuallyââ
Suddenly a loud, deep groan by Chaewon, followed by quick breaths. You must have found some special spot inside her ass. She starts to tremble, her entire body shaking with pleasure when you continue.
âSorry about that distraction. All the worries aside, if you set it up perfectly, like here, and have someone who can take it up the ass like Chaewon, it might actually be the best way to fuck someone prone, period. The water makes you feel so clean too, although you are literallyâ
ââliterally cumming from your ass. Isnât that right, Chaewon~?â
The entire crew stops breathing for a moment. Chaewon starts to whine at your precise, hard thrusts. For the first time, the young woman tenses up. Inaudible screams leave her lips and she cums violently. Her ring has a tight grip on your base, both you and the dildo are stuck in the bottomless pit for the time being.Â
âYes, oh God, yes!â Chaewon shouts out, still high on the pleasure. âSo good!â
âSolo double-anal; ever had that before?â you ask and brush her wet hair with your wet hand.Â
âNo, but I definitely need it again.â
Chaewon begins to relax and you are able to free yourself. With a bit of regret, you leave the warm water. Would have been nice to stay for longer, especially with such a fascinating specimen, but you need to take your leave. After all, there are still dozens of girls waiting for you.
âSure. Hit me up. My number is on screen right now.â
âWhaââ the director gasps and quickly proceeds to cover his own mouth.
âHey, it was just a joke. Anyways, see you later, Chaewon.
âNow, can someone hand me a towel, please? And some water as well, all this water left me thirsty.â
Turn to the camera as people rush to bring you the requested items.
âThatâs another tip from me: drink a lot of water. Helps with everything and is literally vital for your survival. I recommend non-carbonated water, the way God intended it to be.
âNow, where is the next room?â
âRight across the hallway,â the co-host says. âWeâll move on in a zig-zag motion from room to room for most of the testing. However, there is a special part which we will film somewhere else.â
âSounds exciting!â
You dart to the next room, the filming crew barely able to keep up. Shaky footage will either be used for jokes or transitions, so there is value in seeing nothing but a blur of your backside and other surroundings. This time the door is only slightly ajar, yet you still burst in with no care in the world. A woman in front of a mirror jumps, her brush with white polish hitting the floor.
âJesus, who theâyou fucking asshole!â she shouts, anger in her face from being pranked like this. You smirk when you recognize the woman's face. No need to apologize to this long time partner in crime.
âHow did you know I was just fucking an asshole, Tiffy?â you ask her with a playful, stupid voice while wrapping your arm around her small waist.
âNo, that is literally not what I meant, I saidââ
Tiffany shuts up as soon as the first cameraman is in the room and up in her face.Â
âWhat did you say, hm? Câmon~ tell the world how you just insulted a friend of yours.â
âWeâre not friends, just fuck buddies,â she snarks back and looks down at the floor, stained with polish from the brush she dropped. âLook, you made a mess. These stains wonât ever go away, idiot.â
âEveryone,â you say to the camera, cheerfully ignoring everything Tiffany just talked about. âI think you should know Tiffany. She was on this show already and we had quite a good time with her. She did too, by the way.â
âNo,â she whines and pouts. Lift her onto the dresser in front of the mirror. âWhat are you doing now?â
âI know that youâre here for the face-fucking-testing and I already know what we will do, but first, I really wanna see your pussy again. Is it still so pink and pretty?â
Tiffany blushes hard, itâs one of the things you love most about her features. In photo and porn shooting, she looks fierce, like an impenetrable Domme, a wall of confidence you canât overcome, but with you around, sheâs almost like a virgin.Â
âD-donât call it pre-pretty! I-I havenât shaved,â she stutters, face hidden behind a hand with freshly painted nails.
âBut it is so pretty. Let them have a look.â
Spread her legs with both your arms. If Tiffany really wanted her cunt to remain unseen, she couldâve just jumped from the dresser, but instead she plays timidâwhich seems like a ridiculous farce, because she is not wearing panties beneath her short, tight dress.
âTiffy, why are you embarrassed? Itâs such a cute pussy, and the hair just makes it better.â
âStop using that name,â Tiffany growls behind gritted teeth. The lens of the camera is now on level with her crotch, while you drag your fingers up her massive thigh to her labia. A quick rub, and Tiffany tenses up, fearing you would notice her arousalâfutile. You know her too well, her sweet spots, how mad she is for your cock. SadlyâŚ
âI donât get to fuck your pussy today, but I think you guys watching are excited to know more about her throat, more precisely hear more about it.â
âYouâre such a tease, you could have a-at least given it a lick.â
Tiffany crosses her arms as she gets off of the dresser. The black dress really fits her figure, the color even more so, especially because itâs accompanied by black high-heels and a black overcoat. They all synergies so well, there is no question which color fits Tiffany the best.
âBut if I had started eating you, I would not have stopped for at least a couple of hours, and this crew clearly does not have the time for that,â you say with a bit of sas before changing your expression back to something more serious. âEnough with the chit-chat, you know why weâre here?â
âYes,â Tiffany says, flushed wiped off her face in an instant. âI hope I can hold this position for long enough. Squatting is tense.â
âIf I were you, Iâd worry more about if youâre able to hold your breath for long enough. We both know your gags are loud, violent and one of the most arousing sounds in the world, soâ
âHow about I shut up and you show them how deepthroating is done, Tiffany.â
âBring it on,â she says and opens her mouth. You lay your cockhead on her idle tongue, knowing that it will not be idle later, when it does its deadly dance. It must be said that Tiffany is a pro at almost everything, yet her ability to suck cock is quite underrated amongst your peers. You told them back then that it would make for a great show and today, youâre about to show them.
Adjust your footing, while Tiffany adjusts her posture and tilts her head slightly back. Her lips open up more, letting your length glide into her already watering hole. Tiffany is great at knowing the perfect pace of your first entry, how to go above her limits, how to take you whole.Â
You look down at her, but she is focused, not interested in any more shenanigans, only interested in showing off her skills. A first gag, loud and imposing, then her jaw opens fully. Nothing is holding you back, and when Tiffanyâs tongue starts to tease the underside of your cock, you know she is ready to be fucking loud.
With both hands you begin to fuck her head onto your rod. Bursts of saliva shoot out on the sides of Tiffanyâs mouth, but no one can pick up their slooches. Chokes and gags fill the hotel room, fill the microphones and soon the homes of many adults wondering: Is she going to be fine?
Probably.
In tandem with your hands, which start to entangle with the brunette's hair, you add the occasional hard hip thrust, which forces Tiffanyâs nose to meet your crotch and your balls to be drenched in drool which she chokes up and slobbers through puckered lips. The gags inside her throat start to sound like rapid gunfire, and in your own delirious state of mind, you need to check if Tiffany can still handle it.
Probably?
Her eyes roll back to her head from time to time, but everytime they return, she looks more and more dazed. The rest of her body is starting to reject you, but you canât pull out yet. There is something so satisfying about not having to explain things. The people can just watch and hear and then judge if they like it or not. Maybe you should add a disclaimer that not everyone is so in control of their gag reflex.
âThisâthis is gold, heaven really,â you groan and reluctantly give Tiffany time to breathe while your cock remains at her lips. She sucks cool air into her mouth, probably purposefully. You hiss at the difference in temperature. Tiffany chuckles in between her final chokes and squeezes your cock in torturous strokes.
âTell them, big boy, tell them how special I am.â
âShit, let go of my dick first. You canât tear it off and expect us to stay friends.âÂ
Tiffany grins triumphantly. She kneads you with both her hands now and has the audacity to lean back a little. Your cock is misused as a rope to hold onto, and your mind goes haywire at the double pain, which somehow makes it feel great.
âLess whining, more praising~â Tiffany says and you speak your mind quickly and freely. Get those words out fast, or sheâll really make you a couple of inches shorter.
âHng, okay, okay. Reminder for everyone: Tiffany, fuck, Tiffany is very fucking good at this. If you ever intend to try this at home, remember, you ainât no Tiffany. Things could get really messy.â
âThank. You.âÂ
Tiffany lets go of your manhood and falls backwards on the carpet. Her chest heaves, otherwise she remains motionless, a cocky grin on her face. It makes you raise your eyebrows and curse a bit. Why didnât you continue? If sheâs this calm already, you could have fucked her throat a bit longer. Make it sore, until she can only communicate with sign language for a couple of days.
âNext time, Iâll do it harder.âÂ
You return the cocky grin and leave the room, everyone but the two of you confused and speechless. Finally, the co-host steps up and shouts his question behind you.
âWhat is your business with her? Did something happen in the past?â
âAh, you know, itâs just our dynamic. Your behavior depends on whoever you meet, where you meet them, what your mood is, what the occasion isâitâs the same for me too. The last time I had a shoot with Tiffany was months ago, and afterwards I kinda ignored her. Then we met at a random party, had a good chat, a couple drinks and next thing I know, she pins me to the wall and sucks me off.Â
âI swear to God, I thought she was going to kill me, suck my soul out, stuff like that. She was pretty pissed I ignored her, which I didnât really get so you knowâfight and stuff; people have conflicts, it happens.â
As you tell the story, even the last stylist and technician flock around you. They form a cage to watch naked-you spill the tea, like it was any of their business. Not that you care, itâs all fabricated anyways, but they surely believe it. The editor will have a great time blurring them all out, especially those smart enough to get behind you, right in its focus.
âUhm, what is happening?â you ask dumbfounded and watch the director from the corner of your eye. He is furious, pointing out to staff members to get out of your way. Swear to God, there is never a shoot where things go smoothly. Luckily, you can just smile, smile, smile it away and disappear behind the door with nothing but a single cameraman.Â
âHi, nice to see you again,â a girl greets you with her arms wide open to hug you. You need a second to remember the face. Itâs been a while since youâve worked with her.
âRose, how pleasant to find you in thisâokay, what the hell is this room?â
Black stained glass tiles on the floor and white stained ones on the ceiling, thatâs it. No furniture, no carpet, no lamp, no nothing. Large windows let in enough light to make filming possible, but you doubt that this room is meant to be filmed in.Â
âI was confused too at first,â Rose says, pulling down the straps of her thin dress and revealing to you her small breasts. âApparently they want you to test me on the ground.â
âOh, I see. So everything on the ground?â you ask the cameraman and he makes a nodding motion with the large device. âWhose idea was this? Iâm sorry, Rose, I think you deserve better than this.â
âAh, itâs fine,â she says with a kind smile while stepping out of her dress. Hands on her hips she reassures you: âReally, trust me. I think it will be an interesting experience.â
âHm,â you hum and reach for one of her nipples, small and stiff and apparently very sensitive, because Rose mewls at the simplest touch on them. âDo you like this?â
âY-yes.â
âThen how about we make good use of the coldness of the glass,â you lean down to Roseâs chest and lick all over Roseâs tiny tits. âand let your cute tits rub all over them?â
âHa, yes, anything you like,â Rose moans, delighted, her thin legs shivering.Â
âPerfect. Get on the ground, please.â
While lying prone, Roseâs very slender frame shines even more than when she stands upright. The only outlier are her hips, which have surprising width and are the first thing you get a hold of. Rose adjusts herself on the cold, sleek surface, lifting up her butt so you can enter her easily. In an agonizingly slow push, you start to fill her cute little ass with your way-too-big cock. Rose shimmies underneath you, nipples gliding over the tiles and making her breathless.
âPl-please, b-be careful. F-feels bi-biâgâood.â
Roseâs cute plea halts your inner desire to ravish her tight hole. Only gently, you start to move in and out, never enough to get you closer to orgasm, but the way she squeezes down on you makes up for it.
âYou are very, very tight Rose. Is the ground too cold?â
âI-itâs fine,â she whimpers. âIt feels good on my chest.â
âThatâs something,â you sigh and stare at the camera in annoyance. Where the hell is the director? Whose idea was this? Back when you read the script, âRose - On The Groundâ sounded a lot better in theory. You expected a carpet or at least a warmer surface, but now Rose is grinding on the floor andâactually tightening?Â
âOh fuck, Rose, I donât remember you being this tight. Looks like the glass has some benefits.â
âHa, hng,â Rose moans and interrupts her own sentence. âJu-just my boobs, ni-nipples feel so good. Please, donât stop!â
âAs long as youâre enjoying yourself, I guess I can live with you being a cocksleeve,â you laugh, then hiss at Rose starting to move on her own, her butt creeping up and swallowing your entire dick. âFellas, I think in some rare cases, fucking on the cold, hard ground isnât too bad, shit.â
Itâs too early, you canât cum yet. Put a hand in between Roseâs legs, feel her smooth thighs, warm and wet unlike the floor, until you reach the source of her heat. In circles, you rub over her labia and Rose begins to fidget and gasp. In a lucky swoop, you find her clit and place it in between two of your fingers. You can only play with it for so long, Rose is already close and without warning, she cums on your hand. Luckily, you were able to pull out in time, or else her ass would have sucked out your life-sparking liquid like a hungry vampire.Â
âThat was,â you turn to the camera, out of breath from your last second escape. âbetter than I want to admit. Iâm angry and satisfied at the same time. Everyone, Iâm sorry, but I canât really rate this. Try it if you feel frisky, but maybe, you should just fuck in bed.
âYou on the other hand were amazing, Rose. High five?â
But Rosie is already dozy and has fallen into a deep slumber. Right, you remember her being like this after strong orgasms. One moment she is screaming in bliss, the next she snores like a married spouse of twenty years. At least she fell to the side, so you take the chance to look at her breasts again. So small, yet so sensitive and overwhelming. Put a mental reminder up that you will have to suck on them one day.
âOkay, so why did no one come with me in this room?â you irritatedly ask both the director and co-host. They look at each other and shrug, a scripter writer beside them points at one of the many scripts, but from this far out itâs impossible to recognize any letters. You stretch your back and sigh.
âAh, fuck it. Letâs just move onto the next. Maybe you can give me an intro this time?â
âS-sure,â your co-host responds, shuffling cards while trotting at the edge of the screen. âNext up we have Miss Xiaoting from China. If you like the squatting pose, she will probably be your favorite today. Make sure to awe at the way sheââ
There she isâand he is damn right. Xiaoting squats in front of a light pink wall, her short dress in wrinkles, large gloves the same. She watches you enter with a small smile, then starts to pose as if hundreds of cameras were clicking to capture every quantum of her beauty.Â
âHello,â you slowly say to the woman down before you.
âHello,â she gently responds, peeking up at you.
âYou look very elegant, Xiaoting.â
âI know.â
She drags a finger along her thigh and over her knees which not only sit neatly side by side, but also fold in such a gorgeous way that you would want to drag your tongue all over them and feel the stretched, spotless skin.Â
âDo you also know what I like to do with elegant women?â you ask, expecting her to either play dumb or be dumb.
âI do, actually,â she responds with wit, her small smile now a smirk. âIf you would take my hands, kind Sir?â
Intrigued by the Chinese girl, you offer her your hands. Xiaoting takes them with her cotton gloves to remain steady while her angled legs start to part and reveal whatâs beneath the short dress. Panties, of course, but they are not the normal kind. Very skimpy, already wet with what can only be her pussy juice. Then you take a closer look.
âIs that a vibrator?â
âYou are right, Sir. Itâs the biggest that I have. One push on the button on the top of it, and it will steadily increase its speed.â
Xiaoting looks up and whispers in what can only be described as the lewdest kind of mind control known to man.
âTime to make this elegant woman become a needy bitch, hm?â
Reach down to where the sun does not shine and find the plastic device embedded in soaked panties. In the meantime, Xiaoting reaches for your cock, to keep herself upright on those thin, fragile heels of hers. Unlike Tiffany, she grabs it with care and awe, but you would prefer her bare hands to the
fluffy, dry cotton. Luckily, you donât have to ask: Xiaoting wraps her lips around your tip with grace and gratitude as the vibrator in her cunt begins to purr.
âHa, thank you,â she moans and kisses all over your dick with excellent elegance, fitting for her. âKeep pace with it, pretty please?â
âIâd love to,â you husk and stroke her straight hair, which smells fresh and would make for a great masturbation aidâbut who needs hair when you can go straight for her pretty mouth?
A slow thrust into Xiaotingâs slobbering mess of a mouth. She has yet to react to the vibrator in her cunt, even the first audible increase in its intensity gets ignored. Give her a harder thrust this time, to the point she has to gag. Xiaoting tenses up and looks up at you, making your heart rate go up with a single glance.
âFuck, something about your expression is just perfect. Always flaunting your beauty, always waiting for someone to stuff your holes. I canât wait for the vibrator to make you tremble.â
Xiaoting releases your cock with a pop and gives it a couple of quick pumps.
âMe neither. Damn, I wish there were two of you.â
âThis, ladies, tell your partner this, and he will give you twice the effort. He might not have two dicks, but he will fuck you like he has. And donât feel shy, ask him about bringing toys to your playtime. You will see why in a second.â
Xiaoting puts you back to her lips and opens wide, greedy yet gracious, a paradox fateful to her character. She will do great in the adult video scene. She could shoot the same porno over and over again and people would still be attracted to her, and would still indulge in what she brings to the table.
Especially when she starts to twitch.
At first, itâs just her pussy. The third level of speed from the vibrator finally makes her cunt milk it, desperate for more movement along her slick walls. From there, the twitching creeps up her torso and down her legs, making her wide hips tremble ever so slightly and removing the first bits of stability from her beautiful, confident feet.
âSee? Focus on her legs,â you tell the cameraman. âIt has begun. God, to see your thighs tremble while getting your pussy pounded is probably worthy of a painting. Sadly, Iâm a terrible painter, so the only thing I can provide is a couple of videos.â
âYesh, pleash,â Xiaoting bubbles through the blockade in her mouth and you take this as an indirect call to fuck her face harder. She appreciates it by whimpering and showing the increasing giddiness in her head through glassy eyes.Â
âI think you all knowâ,â you speak up like the professor in one of his many lectures. ââthat if she speaks while you go down her throat, you need to go harder or faster or both. Make her shut up. Obvious lesson, but here is how you can still communicate. Girls, pay attention.
âXiaoting, please pinch my thigh if I go too rough, okay?â
Xiaoting nods, but could never have expected the onslaught of pumps and the reckless depth your manhood finds in her throat. Her eyes jump wide in shock, then fear of suffocation. Violent gags and she immediately pinches your thigh. You halt and pull out.
âSorry about that. Are you okay?â you murmur with slight concern.
âI-Iâm fiâoh, fuây-yeah, Iâm fine.â
Xiaoting can barely get words out. She might not be suffocated anymore, however another stuffed hole starts to get violated and it resonates throughout her entire frame, no body part is safe from the trembling, especially not her vocal cords.
âOh, sounds like we are up to level four. Just listen to her moan, everyone.â
Both camera and microphone move closer to the action. They capture Xiaotingâs eyes flooded with tears, shaking, her lips covered in drool, shaking and then her hand still on your leg, shaking, of course. Her moans will be played on repeat for so many people and theyâll imagine her huffing on your balls, licking on your shaft and lapping up your pre-cum. Oh fuck, itâs a bit early for that.
âDamn, you are so good at that,â you whisper below the volume of Xiaotingâs moans and the vibrator in her pussy. Youâd love to see it go crazy, maybe wiggle it a bit side to side, up and down to get her over the edge. No, you cannot get distracted, she will get to her orgasm soon enough. You should experience it while plugged into her mouth.
âCome on, Xiaoting. Let yourself fall, lose all this fake, nonsense elegance. Let yourself fall, on the ground and cum, cum on the fake cock in your pussy and I promiseâŚ
âOne day, Iâll stuff it myself.â
Push past her lips, drown out her response in gags. The sides of her head in the palm of your hands feel so natural, the gratification of smearing your precum to the back of her throat so deserved. Yes, you work your butt off for this shit, you deal with dumb managers and even dumber directors, who give orders like they have either never seen a porno or too many. There is never a session where things go without a mistake.
All the bullshit is forgotten when you take a step back, watch your cock spring from Xiaotingâs tender lips and she begins to squirt. Level five, the strongest setting, has her spasming, droplets flying everywhere, streams running down her thighs. You predicted she would fall over, but somehow Xiaoting remains in her position, even as the orgasm rocks her body.
âFuck, too much, too much, ah~!â
The Chinese woman throws her head back and reaches in between her legs. She jerks the vibrator a couple of times, extending her orgasm and leaving you hard as a rock in the air, dangerously close to your own arrival. But you cannot go out like this, it would be a stain on your legacy and the freshly cleaned carpet.Â
âYou are amazing, Xiao,â you cheer for her as she gets down from her high and pulls out the vibrator. âOh my, itâs bigger than I thought.â
âTh-thanks, i-itâs the biggest Iâve ever taken.â
âI know what I would rate this experience, easily the highest grades, so Iâm interested in how you liked it.â
Xiaoting pouts and thinks. There is a hidden cute side to her, something youâd like to show to your parents when you invite her over for the first time. They would be thrilled and donât have to know that she can look so desperately slutty.Â
âIâd give it a nine out of ten, but only becauseâ,â she smirks and stares at your rigid erection. âânext time, I need to squat on you.â
âI think we can arrange that.â You wink. âSee you later, Xiao!â
Xiaoting blushes at her new nickname and waves you goodbye. Everyone waddles out of her room, you on the forefront, heart rate decreasing at a much slower pace. Some of these girls try to get in there, but you canât let yourself get fooled. Be the actor and act, donât think too much of it has basically become your mantra ever since the girls you worked with have gotten prettier, clingier, more loving.Â
Nothing is gained by falling for them, so you reach for another bottle of water and take a large sip. You need to cool off a little bit, which is a huge badge of honor for Xiaoting and her visuals, but she will never hear it. One of the staff brings you a coat, and for a second you are utterly lost to why in the hell she would do that. Then you remember the next scene and that you are still on cam.Â
âOh, thank you. Dammit, they know what you need. I can feel the cold from the room coming already. Are you going to put me into a freezer or something?â
Put the large coat over your shoulders and loosely close it at the front. This is where your impressive size comes in handy. Your entire body might be wrapped into it, but the coat canât cover the last couple of inches of your cock.Â
You dramatically over act the cold when you enter the next room. It has neither a bed nor a couch, so the woman is once again laying on the ground.
âGuys, not again! Look at her, she must be freezing.â
âQuick!â the woman says with urgency as she turns her head towards you. âYou should wrap yourself in something warm and I have just the right place.â
The woman spreads the cheeks of her denim-covered butt to show you a small opening placed right where you assume her asshole is. Her short black hair reminds you of Chaewon, but unlike Chaewon, she is putting in the effort to take you. She is even unbuttoning her shirt in this quite chilly room.Â
âStop that,â you try to reason, yet canât help but walk closer and look at her cleavage. âYou, you might catch a cold.â
âWe will both catch a cold if you donât act quickly,â she whines and presents her ass again. âPut it in and weâll both be warm.â
You canât say no to that, she sounds very reasonable after all. Pull your coat open and lay down on top of her, your cockhead feeling the denim of her jeans, the cotton of her shirt, you have to adjust yourself some more until you find the hole. You poke one of her voluptuous cheeks, which makes her hiss in excitement.
âCan I lay down on top of you?â you whisper into her ear. âI think weâll be even warmer then, Mrsââ
âEunbi,â she responds, a bit annoyed that youâre keeping her waiting. âDo whatever you want, just put it in already.â
âIâd be my pleasure.â
Quite literally, it is. Eunbiâs puckered hole puts more resistance than you would have imagined, certainly more than Chaewonâs did. The reward however astonishes you. Her insides are hot and soft, wrapping around your rod like a cozy blanket on a cold winter night.Â
âShow them your face, Eunbi,â you groan and get a hold of her chin. Guide her face towards the lens of the camera, which hovers right in front of Eunbiâs stunning features. The tiny string of drool hanging from the tip of her luscious lower lip flips her visual from adorable and kind to lewd and needy. Eunbi is not satisfied with your slow half-pumps into her ass. Time to change that.
âOh, fuây-you feel so warm,â she moans, her hole stretched by your twitching phallus gliding in and out. A second camera behind you films the action between your legs. At this point in your career, you are able to ignore it, to just go to town on her while feeling more of Eunbiâs hot body.Â
âYou too, Eunbi. I think there is something we can show them to make them feel warmer as well.â
Eunbi smirks and pushes herself up with both arms while you still cling to her back and keep yourself deep inside her rectum. With a hand creeping up her stomachâdamn, you can feel her amazing musclesâyou finally find and open the last couple of buttons of her shirt to free what would warm any straight manâs heart.Â
Eunbiâs massive, perky, bare tits.Â
âTake a look at them,â you say with awe and Eunbi giggles. âSo big, so soft and so warm. If you have breasts like this, you can both give and get the warmth you need to make this session fun.â
You begin to massage one of Eunbiâs breasts and she throws her head back to the point where you can see her face. She smiles at you, rosy cheeks, tired eyes and a bone structure to die for. Her hair, the color of dark chocolate, hangs down and bops with every new thrust you give her warm ass.
âHow is that? Do you like it?â you ask and smile back.
âI just wanted to ask the same thing,â she giggles, but then you force a drawn out moan from her when you roll her nipples in between your fingers. âIt-it feels good, fuck.â
âThatâs nice to hear, because I feel the same. You are literal heat, Eunbi. Iâd have not problem fucking you outside, even at night.â
Press your lips on her cheek and before she can return the peck you rail her harder, onto the cold floor, both her melons in eager hands. Attack her sensitive spots, watch and feel how the heat from inside her radiates, making even the director sweat. Eunbi herself tries to wring something out of you, so you have to stop her ass from slamming backwards by pinning it to the floor.Â
The added stretch to her cheeks combined with a pinch to her nipples makes Eunbi lose it. In a deep groan, her entire body tenses up one final time, before she cums rather quietly, only whimpering at your final set of thrusts. Her upper body sinks back to the floor and you make sure to tug her tits behind the shirt again.Â
âDonât catch a cold, okay?â you whisper into her ear and pat her head.
âI wonât,â she reassures. âWhy didnât you fill me with your warm cum? It would have made so much sense!â
âSorry, darling, the script says otherwise.â
Hopefully the sound crew did not pick that up. You have to sell the illusion at least, the illusion that this is all happening at random, off script, as if no one gave you the list of women beforehand, as if no one told you what to do with them and how they like it, as if none of this is completely fake. Well, even if you fail to be illusive at times, the editors can just cut it out. No need to worry.Â
You and Eunbi get up from the floor simultaneously, bodies still close to each other. Suddenly, she wraps an arm around her nape and pulls you down into a kiss. That one is off script, not planned, but with her following reasoning it might stay in the final cut.
âI think this will keep us both warm~â
âYou are right about that. Iâll hopefully see you again?â
âWhenever you like, big boy. Have fun, bye~â
On your way across the hallway, you suddenly stop and curl your finger towards your co-host.Â
âI think itâs time that you say the line,â you tell him with a serious expression as he steps over the wires into the frame.
âOh, I see you have something planned. Well, everyone, Iâd like to remind you that not everything on this show will be to everyoneâs liking. Feel free to skip forward, thank you.â
âBut what about their suspension of disbeliefâ you once argued with the show runners, but they blocked you off.Â
âIt has to be this way, what once started cannot be undone. We also need him to be in the frame at least a couple of times,â all bullshit reasons in your opinion. Itâs the way it is, canât really do anything about it.
The camera is right behind you again, it films you opening the door and finding a familiar woman leaning against a black wall, phone in her delicately manicured hand, skirt too short for public, but just right for filming. Her silver high-heels clack when she wordlessly approaches you and pins her straight, blonde hair behind an ear.Â
âIf I knew Iâd be filming with you, I would have worn something nicer,â she husks with lust, her hands pressed flat on your chest.
âWhat are you talking about, Miyeon, you look fucking amazing!â you counter her words and put an arm around her small waist. âTurn to the camera, sweetheart. I think everyone would agree.â
Like the superstar model she could have been, Miyeon poses, gaze arrogant, as if to say that no one is worthy of being in the same room or breathing the same molecules as her. With these looks she could have made millions by just wearing clothes. Youâre glad she chose a different career path, one that she calls âa lot more exciting.â
âWhat are we going to do today?â Miyeon asks. âI hope you donât bore me.â
âHas Just Testing ever been boring?â you laugh out loud, but Miyeon looks unimpressed.
âYeah, but I have had my face fucked countless times. On my knees, in heels, while upside downâgo a bit crazy for me, boy!â
âOh, so youâre down for anything new?â
âYes, please!â
Miyeon gets into position, hands resting on her thighs expectantly. You brush her hair back to get an uninterrupted path to her mouth. Not your first time she has you on her lips, but back then it was just for a quick cumshot. The rest of the time you railed her against the wall. She also wore heels and the wall was black as well. The set-designers went with some nostalgia it seems.Â
âOpen up, my pretty little bitch, and rub across my stomach. I promise Iâll give you something you never had.â
Miyeon does as told. It has the effect you had hoped for. The soft phalanxes of her fingers slowly moving across your skin put more pressure to your filled bladder. The hunt for an orgasm gets pushed back by the impending feeling of having to release yourself. It has been there for a while now, but it has not been this overwhelming.
âGood job, such a pro at it,â you praise Miyeon, then turn to the camera. âFor those of you who want to try it, man, woman, whatever, you have to follow a simple rule: Drink lots of water. Itâs healthy, filling and wonât stay inside of you as long as calories do.â
âWhy are you talking about this?â Miyeon groans in annoyance, lazily licking your cockhead, not attempting to put it past her lips.Â
âYou will find out soon enough. Keep your mouth open though.â
âYou just want me to shut up, donât you?â
âI donât want you to miss whatâs coming, Miyeon.â
âWe already filmed a cumshot scene, idiot.â
The script could not have timed it more perfectly. The moment you wanted to release coincides with the moment you canât hold it in anymore. With a roaring gasp, you reach for your cock to point it perfectly at Miyeonâs perfect face and unleash a strong stream of clear piss.Â
Miyeon almost falls backwards from her squatting posture, but after her initial shock she keeps herself steady. Like a good girl, she keeps her mouth open and catches most of your gushing piss in it. The rest covers her face fully, streams down her neck or drips directly onto her slightly bloated white crop-top.Â
Miyeon throws her head back when she swallows, letting you shower her in the gradually fading stream of clear liquid. Piss splashes on her thighs, feet, her skirt gets drenched when she parts her legs. You swing your cock around at the end to get rid of the last droplets, which rain onto her golden hair and for some reason make her moan in ecstasy.
âOh God, what was that? I knew you would not disappoint me.â
âEverything for you, Miyeon.â
âI think I can throw these away now.â
Miyeon smirks when she gets up. A pull at her button and her skirt falls to the floor on its own. God, how youâd love to fuck her shaven slit right here, right now, with her covered in your release, marked as yours. Like so many things, it has to wait.
âWhat do you think youâre doing?â you ask and raise an eyebrow at the blonde girl starting to finger herself. âI have places to be.â
âI just want to get you ready again. Look, you canât fuck someone being this soft!â
Fingers, covered in Miyeonâs pussy juice, wrap around you. Her full strokes have always been top level, barely outmatched by anyone. She is so good at jerking men off, there are videos of her doing just that and setting speed records. They are called Awesome Cum Done Quick and should be an embarrassment for all the record holders. Then again, they had Miyeon fucking the winner, so he certainly had the happiest twenty-three seconds of his life.
Keep your act together and squeeze her wrist when you are fully hard again. No need to get on any spot of that leaderboard. Miyeon sighs in disappointment but lets you go.Â
âThank you. Fuck me again, will ya?â
âSure,â you groan in fake annoyance and leave with a smile. This should be about the time that the people skipping your last scene will join back in. You neither want to keep them nor your cock waiting. Jump into the next scene without warning and the small woman lying atop an old, worn out couch shrieks.
âAh, what theâyou scared me!â
âSorry, I just wanted to test youâI mean the couchâI mean⌠Iâm just testing.â
That one was unintentional, an off script joke that the actress has to deal with now. She seems to be unfazed, watching back to you over her shoulder, her forehead in many wrinkles of doubt.
âOh, you better do it thoroughly then. I canât fucking stand being scared like that,â she responds and wiggles her cute butt up in the air.Â
âSure, but can I get your name first?âÂ
âJieun,â she sternly replies.
âNice to meet you Jieun. How tall are you?â
âHow dare youââ
Muffle Jieunâs rage with your lips on hers. A spell that simply works, at least in porn. The woman calms down, her defense falls until she is yearning for more, dragging out the make-out session. Now is the perfect time to pull down her thin, tight shorts to where her socks start and knead one of her buttocks.
âYou are such an asshole,â Jieun murmurs into the kiss and you look at her wide open eyes full of need. Suddenly, you push your middle finger into her butthole and feel her clench around it. Her eyes fall shut as she hisses and you quickly bite her lower lip.
âSay that again?â you tease while getting in position behind her. Jieun remains silent, her mouth pressed to the side of the small couch to keep herself silent when you enter, but itâs no use. She screams manically at your first push. And at your second. At the third she falters, trembles and surrenders herself into the cushions of the couch.
âSome of you might think that I hate fucking on these couches,â you say to the camera. âBut I really don't. Some of them get thrown away too early. You can still have sex on them. Stains donât need to bother you, their bagginess is great and even if they seem a bit small, you can still make it work.
âJust watch.â
Jieun has this tendency to push her ass up. Call it defiance, maybe itâs the way she likes it, but either way you have to deal with it. If you want to feel the couch below you and want to rank it properly, you will have to slam down hard into Jieunâand with glee, you do.
Hammer your cock into her, crash into the leather surface, yet she still bounces her ass up like a bouncy ball. Itâs kinda like dribbling a basketball, just a lot more fun. Jieun is your cheerleader, her âhmphâsâ and âahâsâ a motivating chant with how she repeats them on every single dribble of yours.Â
âYou got such a nice little ass,â you groan into Jieunâs ear while the camera is focused on filming the penetration from behind. âI bet you were envious of girls with bigger asses, so you started to flaunt yours. But then some guys asked if they could fuck it. You were hesitant at first, but after the first thrust, you already loved it. Thatâs why you keep pushing your butt up.
âIsnât that right, Jieun. I bet you cum hard from just anal.â
âAh, IâI, hng!â
Jieun starts to gush. Her knees give out and you finally feel her stay flat on the cushions. Time to give this couch a proper review while Jieun is still weak and shaking from her orgasm. You intentionally dig your legs and fingers into the smooth leather curves, partially stained by sweat and Jieunâs arousal.
âThis couch in particular might not be premium,â you elaborate, interrupted by Jieunâs hard panting. âBut even though itâs small and slippery, you can still use it to your full advantage. Bend her over the back, make her sit on you, hell, Doggystyle will be great no matter how big you are. Iâd recommend not going for 69 or missionary, unless she is as small as our Jieun here.â
You end your review with a chuckle, expecting Jieun to snark back or at least flip you off. From what youâve heard she reacts pretty harshly to being called small, so itâs surprising to see no reaction apart from her butt still swaying side to side.Â
Get down to her face again, a gentle hand on her red buttocks. Jieunâs gorgeous, gorgeous face is mixed with emotions. Shock, bliss, anger, desperation, the list goes on with each scrunch of her tiny nose and flicker of her eyelashes. For some reason, it makes you feel bad.
âHey, sorry if I went too far.â
âIâd call you good, because you are, but reallyââ
Jieun flicks your forehead, her middle finger leaving a red mark as you hiss.
ââfuck off. Donât call me little!â
Fuck off you do. The door to the second to last room opens automatically. Inside you find the color of love and passion spread across the floor and up the walls. On shelfs and beds spread across the room you find toys usually used in BDSM sessions, everything from whips to gags to large dildos. Youâre glad they spiced up the layout. Only red would have been boring.
âTo the wall,â a voice suddenly commands from behind you.Â
âOh, I see how it is,â you exclaim, voice oozing with joy, but the other person is not having it.
âTo the wall, and hands above your head,â she repeats, this time pinching your side with rather pointy nails.
âOuch, okay, okay, no need to get aggressive, young-lady-who-tries-to-sound- hard-with-a-soft-voice,â you babble, leaning back to the nearest wall and stretching your arms when suddenly, two hands stroke your cock.
âShut it,â a tiny womanâreally, even compared to Jieun she is tinyâin an extravagant dress snarks. She starts to twist both her hands in a corkscrew motion, one clockwise, the other counter-clockwise. Your cock feels grinded, violated and so you shout a quick apology.
âAh, fuck, okay, Iâm so-sorry. Please, s-stop.â
âNo. You will suffer.
âAnd if you cum, Iâll kill you.â
She squats before you, her miniscule frame elevated lightly by the tall heels she wears. Otherwise, her mouth might not reach your dick properly. Speaking of which, she still has it twisted and you whimpering. To make matters worse, her hands are nothing compared to your size, so your swollen tip is still exposed, wide open to attacks from her wide open mouth.Â
Okay, maybe matters arenât worse, she is quite talented at swirling her tongue over your sensitive slit while bathing you in her hot breath. She is a dragon, strangulating its victim to death and giving it a first feeling of what hell feels like.
âPl-please, have mercy,â you wail, then side-eye the camera filming down from your shoulder. âI-If your man says this, ladies, your d-doing a good job.â
Suddenly, the twisting stops. Your tortured cock longs for something cold to ease the pain of its contorted skin. The mercy is short lived however. Her thumb and middle-finger form a seal around your base, like a cockring. Warm drool runs down from your tip in what feels like cruel streams of lava. It burns, you wince.
âWh-whatâs yourââ
âShut it, no words.â
Stubborn, unapproachable, she is a wall you cannot climb. You can only gawk in awe when she begins to jerk up and down in the same rhythm her mouth bops up and down. The pistons to a machine, well-oiled with her own saliva, itâs purpose: to make you cum. Itâs a loud machine too, moaning, whimpering, stuttering.
Grit your teeth. Try not to think about the sweet release, your cum shooting right into her mouth. God, she would hate you for this sudden defiance, an insult and betrayal of the highest order. But she is too good and knows when to quicken the pace of her hands or press her lips down just below your cockhead. You are so close to losing it, and as you slowly glide down the wall, you have to announce it.
âN-no, fuck, Iâm so cloââ
âDonât,â she shouts and stops all her movement. The ring of her fingers squeezes down and you watch your cock stand swollen and throbbing, ready to do itâshe does not allow it. You feel your orgasm vanish before it can properly hit you.Â
She looks pleased with your expression, with the tears in your eyes, with the fact that she has you blue-balled. Her job here is done, she lets go of your cock and with another stinging pinch, this time to your thigh, she kills your resolve. âGet out, you piece of shit,â her eyes tell and you flee to someone who can salvage what's left of your lust.Â
âTh-this was insane,â you scream and run to the next door, through the next door. âWhat in the hell are you doing to me? This show is crazy. Girls, donât do this to your husband without his agreement, he might just have a heart attack. This shit hurts, oh my God!â
âNow, now,â your co-host says calmly. âIt wasnât that bad, was it?â
âWell⌠uhâŚ
âIt was, letâs say, something new. But now I really need something to get me going again.â
Scan the room side to side. It looks like a furniture store, the olive green and dark oak brown giving off cozy vibes. Amidst all the decorative furniture, you find something, rather someone, who clearly doesnât fit the color scheme. She is wearing an oversized, yellow sleeveless top, which even covers her butt, and her bright, white-blonde hair sticks out like a candle in the dark night. With her lying prone on a brand new, excessively large couch, one might assume that she is sleeping. Itâs all an act of course.
Scoot over to her and tap her cheek. You have to tap it a couple of times, like an old button to make her brown orbs appear. They are so perfectly round, perfectly big, you could get lost in them.
âHello, how was your sleep, beautiful?â
âI didnât sleep,â she responds, her voice deep and sexy.Â
âWell, this definitely sounds like your morning voice.â
âActually,â she responds and pulls up the sleeveless top to just above her wide hips and firm butt. âIâve been waiting for you. I bet you donât care about the couch and just want to test me out.â
âActually,â you whisper, mimicking her deep voice with your own husky tone. âIâm only here for business reasons. Itâs just testing the couch, nothing more.â
âSuch a tease,â she complains when you press down your shaft on her back entrance. âYouâah, fuckâyou can just tell me that I am hot.â
âAll I know is that your ass is hot, damn,â you groan up into the air. There is happiness over yet another tight hole to fuck, but also a considerable amount of leftover pain from your cock getting treated like the prey of an anaconda. This mixture of feelings makes for a surreal experience where you find yourself holding back from pouding this young woman senseless because you couldnât handle it.Â
âTs,â she hisses. âYou s-s-slide into me, not ask-ing for my name, and then you donât even do your jo-job, ah!â
âIâd call this couch an inferior bed,â you suddenly say to the camera, making sure the slut below you is stimulated enough to not interrupt you. âIt does not have the charme as the old ones and it lacks character. You would need to fuck on it a couple of times to give the right vibe, you know? Other than that, itâs comfy and big, so if you need space, while fucking each otherâIâd still recommend a bed, to be honest.
âI also recommend you telling me your name, so I can deliberately not moan it.â
Bunch the blonde waves up and pull them back, not to hurt her, but to let her know that she was the one you were talking about. With tears in her eyes and a pained smile between her pink cheeks, she turns to look at you.
âY-youâre so mean. What if I ju-just want to be loved?â
âThen you came to the wrong place, whore. Iâm all about couches, really.â
âD-damn, that sucks. Iâm Jinsoul by the way.â
âThat was the weirdest time for you to tell me your name, you know that?â
Jinsoul murmurs and tries to avoid your eyes, but you force her head to stay close to yours. Something about her acted stupidity, paired with that illegally hot voice makes you want to ravish her more. There is nothing to be said about this couch, itâs mid and thatâs it, but Jinsoul is quite intriguing. Unfortunately, the scene is not supposed to play out in a way that would reveal more about her.Â
You can change that however. Who would stop you? The director with his raging boner, too occupied to look at the footage that you've already filmed? Certainly not. Thus you take matters into your own hands.
"So you want to be loved, Jinsoul? Appreciated, admired, cared for? Why should I? I've had sex with countless porn stars; you'd have to make a pretty good case for yourself."
Stop your thrusts to let Jinsoul think, adapt to the changed style of the scene, to not make things awkward for the viewers or you. With an elegant flip, she sends her hair flying and presents to you her side profile.
"Have you ever seen a jaw this sharp?" she asks expectantly. "I'm sure it can cut itself into your heart."
You can't hide your amusement at Jinsoul's shenanigans and give her slow, deep thrusts that press her abdomen deep into the fabric. She moans happily when you nuzzle close to her, cheek to cheek. It'd be somewhat romantic if it weren't for the large 4k cam right in your face.
"You're a whole package, I'll give you that," you praise the woman below you. "Don't compare yourself all the time though. It can really harm your self-worth."
"Oh, now you're saying sweet words. I don't have to compare myself, I'm just that good, thank you very much."
"I think you love yourself enough, no need to inflate your ego more."
Hanging out with Jinsoul must be a fun time, she is very chill, can take a joke and has her own kind of humor. It just gets better when you have skinship with her. Let the viewersâ imagination play out the fuck buddies to lovers story with her, youâre just an insert.
Jinsoul clenches her butthole with excellent timing. The jolts of your pelvis onto her buttocks are met with firm resistance which urges you to go a tad bit faster until she clenches less and just lets her normal tightness do the job of giving you both pleasure.
For her this pleasure ends in a loud climax, not because she is a screamer, but because her pussy squirts hot liquid like a geyser. She has marked the couch, it's hers now. The smell won't go away, which you would definitely appreciate as her boyfriend. Jinsoul smells of sex, of playfulness, of want, always willing to go for another round.
You'd gladly go again with her, but you have to pull out. That's the only thing that consistently happens, apart from the annoying switching of rooms which appears to have ended. Jinsoul's room was the last one on this floor.Â
Next to it is a wall with a mirror which spans from the marble tiles to the ceiling and across the entire length of the floor. You curiously inspect it.
âI have to be honest, but I havenât even noticed this until now. Putting this mirror here is a brilliant idea, it tricks you into thinking the corridor is twice the actual length. Anyways, Iâm not here to test mirrors now, am I?â
âNo,â someone responds in a frisky, feisty voice and you turn your head to look at her. âYouâre here to film with me.â
The director, the staff members, basically everyone but the one cameraman who has been filming you this entire time stayed in Jinsoulâs room, so itâs obvious who said it. You would have noticed her anyways, even among a crowd of hundreds she sticks out. Long, slim legs that seem to never end have her high above most women youâve met during your Asia Tour. Add to those legs a body wrapped in a luxurious black suit and an equally luxurious face plus the most expensive MiuMiu handbag on the market, and you got yourself a princess.Â
âNice to meet you, Wonyoung,â you grin down at her. âItâs a pleasure to finally film something with you.â
âLikewise,â she reciprocates with a disinterested, skeptical smile, before looking down to your crotch. âThough I have to admit⌠I thought you would wear, well, something differentâanything!â
âNow, now, no time for drama. I thought you knew about Just Testing.âÂ
âYeah,â she taps the tip of her white high-boots on the floor in slight annoyance. âbut I also thought that youâd make an exception, because, you know, Iâm here today.â
The implicitness in her tone leaves you stunned. She is demanding of people she has never met before, and itâs a natural thing for her. For her, the concept of rudeness seems to only apply to othersâshe is Wonyoung after all, she deserves everything. This attitude must have been in the making for quite some time, otherwise she wouldnât have killed with it in her three debut videos, all high quality, all with guys whimpering and cumming all over themselves.Â
Begs the question if her manager told her that you are different from them.
âOh,â you say surprised and scratch your chin in exaggerated wonder. âSo you think that I would dress up right after shooting with, letâs see, ten different women, who couldnât care less about clothing while weââ
âAre you done?â Wonyoung interrupts, her voice firm and more than slightly annoyed now. She crosses her arms and the handbag slides from her shoulder down to the crook of her elbow. Something about this posture empowers not only her bitchy attitude, but also your desire to, letâs say change it.Â
âWhy should I be done?â you ask and mimic her posture, though you could never do it with such confident indignation.Â
âYou think too much, you talk too much. Iâd rather have my male colleagues be quiet.â
Like the arrows fired by a skilled archer, your arms find Wonyoungâs slender frame, more accurately, her pits, and you lift her up easily. Enough with her looking down at you when she is literally twenty centimeters smaller. Enough with her inflated ego when she is literally the skinniest woman youâve seen today. Enough with her spoiled-princess attitude when she is literally begging for your ruining rodâwell, she isnât yet, but you can change that.
âWhat the fuck are youâhey!â
Turn to the mirror and press her against it. Wonyoung flails and kicks around with her high boots, but she is too high up to reach the ground. Make sure to keep her on exactly this levelâbelow your eyes and above the ground. She is hovering in an uncomfortable limbo and by being so splendidly light, you can keep her there all day long.
âShould I answer your question?â you snark at her livid face. âOr would that be âtalking too muchâ?â
âYou pathetic, pathetic little creature!â Wonyoung barks back and slams her fists onto your biceps repeatedly. âYou have nothing on meââ
âOh, Wony, you have no idea. This is not school or college where you can bully the smaller girls and get away with it because of your looks. This is also not your debut video, where you get what you want. No. This time, I am the bully.
âNow strip.â
Silence, except for the cameraman scooting around you, filming the enthralling scene with his keen eye for detail. Getting Wonyoungâs face on tape while she scrunches is an easy task, but showing your erect cock poking her abdomen in the same frame is true craftsmanship.Â
âHow dare yoââ
âStrip, Wony.â
âDonât call me thaââ
âThen beg. Beg me to put you down again and Iâll call you by your full name, bitchy-princess.â
Wonyoung fights back, harder than before, but her punches are still laughable and her kicks donât land where she wants them to land. To make her situation even more desperate, you press yourself against her, putting an end to her efforts. The only thing that can free her are those dreadful words that would poison her prideful character.
âFuck you,â she mouths. âHow the hell am I supposed to strip like this?â
âWhat? You think just because youâre suspended in the air you canât open the buttons on your suit? I never thought you were this stupid, Wony.â
Though totally unwilling, Wonyoung starts to get the tips of her long fingers to her buttons and pop them open to reveal a plain shirt underneath. After short hesitation and an exasperated eye roll, she goes for the second rows of buttons, opening them slower and slower until she almost stops.Â
âGo on,â you say and pin her harder to the mirror. âOr do you need help?â
âTs, you would neââ
Wonyoung doesnât blink in the time it takes you to drop her down and tear open the rest of her shirt. A black lace bra hides her small tits, and itâs your turn to roll your eyes. There was no need to wear this many layers for a fucking porno shoot. Oh well, at least you can show Wonyoung and the viewers, who might have skipped the rest to just watch this scene that youâre still the protagonist of this show.
Pull at the bra and somewhere the fabric is unable to resist you. Wonyoung stumbles forward and you let her drop to the floor, straight into the crouching position intended for her. The opened suit and the tatters of her shirt slide down her shoulders, her hands fail to pull them back together to hide her pale collarbone.Â
"Why are you so timid now?" you ask and let your fingers run through her hair. "Was all this bitchy attitude fake?"
Up to this point, Wonyoung has been consistent and predictable in her character, as you'd expect from a talented yet experienced rising star. So it really takes you by surprise when she suddenly switches things up and goes off script. She rids herself off the remaining clothes and uses her sudden nudity as a flashbang: too busy gawking at her stunning, slim and slutty frame, you can't stop her from wrapping her lips around your dick.
"What do you think you're doing?"Â
"Making you beg. Consider it a deserved punishment."
First your butt, then your entire back firmly falls against the cold surface of the mirror. Wonyoung's tongue not only twirls around your tip, it also makes your head twirl. Your mind shortly spins, spins towards losing control, until you regain control with a rough pull at Wonyoungâs hair. Entangle it more while she cries in pain and has to back off.
âOuch, fuck, fuck! It hurts, stop!â she screams and fights back the tears in her eyes.
âI said that this is not your debut,â you growl in anger and hit her shivering lips with your rod. âYou donât control anything, and if you donât start acting like it, Iâll force you to.â
Force her, you do. In a single push you break past her puckered lips, into the depths of her mouth and against the barrier in her throat. Wonyoung flails as she panics, but you just pull her hair harder and begin to rhythmically fuck her face. Her small chin takes slaps from your full balls; after all, you need to make sure that she adjusts to every last inch of your cock. It also feels great to know that this young slut finally gets pulled off of her high horse, and what better way to do it then drag your nuts over her messy face.
âN-no, my-my mascara!â Wonyoung whimpers, but you only need to pull her jaw down a bit to see her tongue flop out and drool on the floor. Fuck her face again for a couple thrusts more so that the camera can catch her throat bulging and gags escaping.Â
âYou want to fix it?â you ask sarcastically and yank her head to the mirror. âGood thing that we have a mirror right here.â
Wonyoung cries more, the way youâve ruined her make-up unbearable for her to look at. Instead of looking away however, she continues to stare at herself. She becomes passive, an observer to what you do to her body. The slaps of your cock on her increasingly glossy lips and puffy face donât affect her, the hair pulling is nothing but a hot visual and the way she deepthroats you makes her pussy twitch.Â
âI donât think you need fixing,â you groan while you poke the inside of her cheek with more gentle thrusts. You join her and the camera by inspecting her top to bottom, from dazed orbs across a small chest to her white boots. Wonyoung has started to spread her legs, hence the incredible view of her prominent abs and tight-looking pussy.Â
âAh, fuck it.â
Smash Wonyoungâs head down on your phallus. The unexpected vigor makes her lose her footing. She falls to her knees, but you continue to slam her down, make her gawk on you. Wonyoung has resigned herself to your heartless, reckless use of her throat and gags mindlessly. Like a fleshlight you jerk her onto you with one thing in mind: a quick climax.Â
You have already filmed so much content, had many asses or faces to fuck and maybe fill, but it is only now that you want to finish quickly. The bickering with Wonyoung has been long enough. She has somewhat learned her place, and you want to make sure it sticks in her mind, so you got to give her something sticky.Â
The edging session by the nameless girl from before has you hesitant for long enough that you donât cum deep in Wonyoungâs throat, but in her mouth. Sperm shoots out of you, fills her feisty cheeks and then oozes through the tiny gaps on each side of your cock. Wonyoung is crazy enough to suck some of it in, so you pull out to make her an absolute mess. An avalanche of pearly white runs down her chin and chest, down to her navel. It doesnât happen in one go, but two, three, four spurts while Wonyoung struggles to swallow and instead gurgles it up.
âYou disgusting whore.â
âI-I did notâfuck, thereâs s-so much of it.â
âWelcome to being a cum slut, Wony. Next time, Iâll make sure that your cunt looks just like your mouth right now. Fits you better than the bitchy-princess-thing youâre trying to pull.â
You clean your cock by rubbing it over her forehead. Wonyoungâs entire being is frozen, no response, no emotions, no attempts to clean up. Is it still acting at this point? Who knows, it fits what you were going for in this scene. Although youâd really like to hear her thoughts (and maybe get her number), you donât have time right now. The other cameraman is already filming you walking down the marble hallway, while the co-host walks up to you with applause.
"Bravo! This must be a new record. In such little time you have tested one, two three, four, five, six, sevenâ"
"Eleven," you interrupt him. "Eleven sessions of testing."
"Which is amazing, but are you up for the challenge and ready to continue right now?" He looks at you expectantly, but you just walk past him with determination.
"It seems that you donât know me. Of course Iâm ready.â
âSplendid. Please follow me outside and listen closely because we will spice things up a bit.â You follow him closely through the familiar dressing room and then an inconspicuous door you havenât noticed during your preparations. âAre you familiar with our Role Playing Game?â
âThe game where you give a prompt and I have to adapt my behavior to it?â
âExactly. I need you to be focused, because we will play four rapid fire rounds,â he says, the last doorknob firmly in his hand. âRight behind this metal door, is the outside. Donât worry, we have guaranteed privacyââ
âDammitâI meanâŚâ
That one was for the show, though you have to admit that public sex with the possibility of someone catching you and either getting extremely flustered, angry or aroused is a huge turn-on for you. But these companies always make sure to rent private property, hidden gardens or those fake buses for the shootings. No one will even sniff a hint of the juices your going to fuck out of the women on the next view sets.
âWell then, too bad for you,â the co-host brings you back from your dreams and starts to read from his cue card. âHere is the first prompt: Never having played golf before.
âAnd action!â
Push through the door and get greeted by the bright, warm rays of sunlight beaming from above. Beneath your bare toes, the cold marble from before pales in comparison to the soft grass you now walk on. Itâs not any kind of grass either; itâs the light green grass of a tiny golf course, complete with starting spot, sand bunker and putting green. On said putting green lies a woman in a green and white golfing outfit, surrounded by a colorful palette of golf balls. She holds a golfing club upside down in one hand, the other suddenly points at you.
âYou there!â she shouts. âCome here, I need your help.â
âHow can I help you, MissâŚâ
âIâm Sooyoung and I have a confession to make: I have no idea how to play golf, but Iâd really like to try.â
âWell,â you say awkwardly and scratch the back of your head. âI only know the basics of golf, so I might not be a big help, sorry.â
âItâs fine,â Sooyoung cheerfully smiles, fitting for her pretty features. âWeâll find out together. I believe you are a big help already. Tell me what you know.â
âI think golf is about putting something into a hole,â you claim and then claim the position behind Sooyoung.
âHm, there is a hole right here,â Sooyoung notes as she gathers the balls around her in sweeping motions of her arm and then hastily rolls them into the deep golfing hole. âBut itâs already stuffed.â
âWell, here is a hole that is not yet stuffed.â Pull up the hem of Sooyoungâs skirt and spread her cheeks to reveal a puckered, clenching entrance. âMaybe this is the correct one.â
âYou should go first. Youâre the sexperâI mean expert on gol-f-ing.â
Sooyoung has a special place in your heart already. Her lines on paper were underwhelming, but the way she casually rolls them off of her tongue has you enjoying things until now. Her initial moans only increase the respect you have for her, as they sound more like someone being in awe because they're seeing their favorite sport for the first time than someone getting her ass penetrated. Her experience in acting shows.
âOh damn,â she giggles. âSo this is golfing. I-I think I have to get used to it first.â
âYeah, Iâm surprised too. I did not know the hole would actually keep it inside. I thought you could just pull out and play again.â
âMaybe noobs have to live with only playing one round~â
What a perfect tease, you canât deny that. Not bitchy and demanding, more a challenge to spur you on and get the best out of you. Sooyoung is somewhat like a coach that fires you upâwhat fires you up further is her tight asshole relaxing, getting ready for a couple more rounds.
âWell, I think I have to repeatedly train to go from noob to a respectable amateur,â you groan and start to move your hips up and down in a pistoning motion.Â
âYes, yes! L-letâs train together to have more fun at golfing.â
Sooyoung gradually sways her ass thus you poke all over her insides. She finds a spot that she likes your cock to violate and pulls her cheeks apart to announce it. Something about âa bigger hole makes playing easierâ was in the script, but the two of you are too caught up in pleasure to add it here. That does not mean that Sooyoung has given up on playing her role yet.
âOh yes! I-I think you just got a hole-in-one!â
âThat do-does⌠is⌠not on par with my golf knowledge.â
Sooyoung digs her teeth into her lip to not laugh, not cum at exactly this moment. Unfortunately for her, you have different plans and drill your cock a faster than she was able to handle before. The woman below you rocks back and forth on the grass, both sets of lips leaking. Itâs a last second orgasm for her becauseâ
âRound 1 is overâ the co-host mouths barely in your field of view. You pull your cock out of Sooyoungâs ass and donât fight the urge to give her cheeks tiny slaps with your cock. After that, the crew is already urging you to move away from the golfing course. Your co-host points to a spot behind what is supposed to look like the hidden corner of a school yard with hedge-like bushes, construction fences and trash baskets.Â
âThe second prompt,â the co-host shouts from behind the cameras. âA sexual agreement, gone wrong!â
Get into character. Hide behind the bushes and look for anyone who might pass by. Every movement, may it be just a gust of wind, makes you jump. Youâre on your toes, ready to run away if one of the professors passes by. Luckily, you donât have to wait any longer.Â
âSorry,â a girl dressed in tight, rebellious attire, a short red skirt and a cropped varsity jacket whimpers in between huffs and puffs. Her take on the local school uniform must leave every professor speechless and enraged. âI got scolded by the math prof and she just didnât stop.â
âJeez, at least try to sneak here,â you scold here while putting a construction fence next to the wall as an extra barrier. âWhat if someone saw you. Gaeul, I swear to God, these bitches have a bad influence on you,â
âOh, and you donât, huh?â Gaeul crosses her arms. âAnd donât call them bitches, okay? Yujin and Liz are my friends!â
âThey are tyrants and only see you as a minion to do their stuff. How many times have you gotten in trouble for them?â Gaeul stays silent, looking at you angrily, though there is a hint of longing in her eyes. âSee, I told you they were no good.â
âYouâre no good either. Look what weâre about to do.â
âBut it was your idea, Gaeul. I didnât ask you to eat your pussy after classes.â
Gaeul rolls her eyes and clicks her tongue at your words. A faint blush on her cheeks however betrays her. You have no doubt that she is greedy to get your tongue inside her. You love her for this confidence and you despise that she always gets away with it.
âSo? Will you finally eat me, pretty please?â Gaeul tries to imitate the shy virgin she surely isnât and youâve had it with her antics. Watch her put a finger into her short hair, itâs color the same as the hazelnuts underneath your toes, and curl the hair playfully. You want to do the same.
âNah, Iâm actually pretty pissed,â you tell her and step closer. âSo how about we play rock, paper, scissors. One round, whoever loses has to pleasure the other first.â
âYou mean to tell me that I have to suck you off?â
âCanât be that weird to you, considering what we do so oftenâor are you scared to get caught with cock in your pretty little mouth?â
âN-no, of course not,â Gauel stutters and pulls the finger out of her messy hair. âIâll win anyways.â
A tense face off, both contestants have their fists stretched from their body. As the rhythmic saying starts, they both swing their arms side to side rapidly until the final word reaches its final syllable and the two hands explode into their respective symbolsâthatâs probably how a commentator would describe the match.
Gaeul has two of her fingers spread apart to show scissors. You on the other hand kept your fist compacted in a solid block. Your rock smashes Gaeulâs unstable scissors, though she tries to stab you with them by going to town on your chest.
âYou. Fucking. Bastard.â
âCalm down, Iâll eat you out afterwards. Now stop being a sore loser and get down.â
Make sure she can only keep eye contact while starring skywards. The height difference is incredible, Gaeul canât help but gulp. But maybe that gulp was because she puts her hand under your cock and cannot imagine it fitting inside her mouth.Â
âF-fine.â
Gaeul hesitantly squats down, gives you a glance that speaks volumes to how much she just wants to get licked and tongue fucked. She puts a lot on the line for your wet muscles entering her cunty-cave and wiggling inside it. She might not look forward to a big career after college life is over, but she still has a strong sense of honor and cares for her public perception. Getting caught like this is a substantial risk.
Gaeul slowly opens her mouth, your cock resting on her lower lip. Deep breaths widen and narrow her nostrils, her hands donât know what to hold onto. In your bedroom, she is not this cautious and her pace is far from that of a fucking snail, so you get a hold of her head and push her onto your rod.
âMy God, Gaeul,â you groan, finally not the dry air, but gentle wetness around your tip. âYouâre getting on my nerves. Do it on your own, or you can forget about the agreement.â
Your hands get swatted away and in rage, Gaeul bops her head up and down over the first third of your cock. This is much more to your liking, similar to how fast she does it while youâre sitting on your bed. If she continues and you get a sweet release, she certainly qualifies for passionate nibbles around her clit, while you do everything in your power to make her drown you in sweet girl-cum.
God, Gaeul tastes so damn sweet, you could talk about it all day every day, but at this moment, your mind is too occupied with focusing on her taking more inches with slower bops. Gaeul gurgles and spits, a sudden gust of wind forces goosebumps all over your skin. Coldness on your cock, then the warm mouth, is she planning this?
âFuck, this is good,â you coo and try to pat Gaeulâs beautiful short hair, but she stares you down, her gaze a great threat, although you donât know what she could actually do to you. Youâre a lot taller, stronger, calculatedâbut she has her teeth very close to your cock. Makes you think.
âExcuse me, hello? What are you doing there?â
Oh fuck, someone found you. You peek over the hedge and see a professor of almost equal height look right back at you. He approaches the hedge from the other side with this cliche look of an angry, unstable teacher approaching what they assume is students breaking rulesâand youâre not only breaking petty rules, but also damn laws.
Gaeul has a natural reaction and hopes to quickly get you out of her mouth and try to look as innocent as possible, which is absolutely futile because you're fully naked and you actually reach for the back of her head. âWhat are you fucking doing?â her eyes scream when you shove her back down until the professor reaches the construction fence.
âYou kids these days think youâre allowed to do anything, huh?âÂ
He frantically shakes the metal beams as your legs copy their motions, but before you can cream into Gaeulâs still sloppily licking mouth, you have to abort everything. Get out of Gaeul, out of the unveiled hideout, out of the scene.Â
âThe third prompt,â the co-host announces in something resembling euphoria as he pulls your arm to a camping van. âTrying to sell a van in only one minute!â
There is no time to breathe, it all has to happen fast. To switch from one character to the other might be well-prepared, but you can never underestimate how hard it actually is. Turn to the camera, treat it like a person youâre trying to convince, like youâre selling them a motorized vehicle, not the illusion that is this video.Â
âThis van is our flagship product. It comes in two colors: black and silver, but Iâm sure you do not care about the exterior. Height, width and weight are all in the manual that you will get later on. The real gem of this model is inside it. Please follow me.â
Step up a tiny ladder into the vanâs cozy interior, with a tiny kitchen area in the back, an even smaller toilet room in the back and a mattress that basically fills out the rest. No one would be convinced that this design is sensical or practical at all, if it wasnât for the naked woman lying on top of the mattress.
âThis van has got everything, but Iâm sure you have heard this phrase everywhere, so I will tell you why exactly our product is superior. If you travel the world as two or three or maybe even four, you have enough space to sleep on and do other activities, like this.â
You climb up on the bed and give Hwasaâs fat ass a couple of rubs before you find her familiar hole and drill yourself inside. You know from previous sessions with her that anal makes her hum for some reason and that these hums suddenly turn to deep, deadly groans, which could either scare the customer off or attract them even more. Anyways, you donât have time, so speed up.
âNo matter how hard you like to do it, no matterâoh fuckâhow loud you are, no one will hear you. Imagine being alone in the woods, loving the sun, nature, life itselfâand then fucking your brains out like rabbits. You get what I mean? Isnât this feeling worth so much?â
For the camera, youâre begging the customer for money. In your head, youâre begging for Hwasaâs butthole to not squeeze you too tightly. She wrings out so many men, has them cum all over her smooth, sun-kissed skin, but for you she is extra tight. At this point you might be stuck, and youâre not talking about whatâs next in the script.
Your hands move to Hwasaâs shoulder, pin her down while you jackhammer her hole deep, widen it with the entire circumference of your dick to the point the van starts to vibrate throughout. Suddenly, the camera slowly backs off. You should give the customer a final catchphrase to make sure theyâll call back soon to get the van and all its features. Hwasa fights the script and wraps one of her strong arms around your neck to keep you right there, motionless inside her for a few seconds longer.
âF-fuck, I need toââ
âFuck the director, really,â Hwasa groans back, but you canât stay. No, no, no, you really canât, yet itâs quite scary to tell her that. Given that she is small, you can just run awayâagain. Storm out of the van under the angry roar of Hwasa, right to the awaiting co-host.
âPrompt four?â you ask, pretending to be joking and out of breath.
âWell, yeah, there is a fourth prompt. Right at this wall.â
He points to one of the outside walls of the hotel, which has been painted to resemble⌠something. You actually care too little about this detail, the hard cobblestones below you are a much bigger issue to you. They feel uncomfortable to stand on. At least you can rely on your fellow actress to deliver. Sheâs already leaning on the colorful stripes painted on the wallâs paneling, immersed in her role.Â
âThe fourth prompt: the rent is due and she has no money. Go!â
âHey, Ms. Wang!â You jump into character without warning, making Yirenâs shocked reaction a genuine one. âYouâre late on your payment, again. This is the third time already this year, for fucks sake, itâs not even June yet!â
âPlease calm down, y-you will get it soon,â Yiren tries to bargain for more time. She tends to get out of trouble with her charms, her cute, small face for example, but she has crossed all of your red lines already. She will pay up now or suffer the consequences, legal or illegal ones.
âNo, I wanted it a week ago. You know I give everyone an extra week all the time, but youâre the only one who needs it regularly, and today Iâve had it. I woke up, checked the bank, and you still havenât paid! This is the last straw, Ms. Wang.â
âI-Iâm sorry, okay? Itâs been rough, I couldnât get the monââ
âWe had an agreement! Fuck it, either you leave until Friday or Iâll kick you out myself.â
âNo, please!â Yiren drops to her knees and lowers her head. âPlease donât kick me out, I-I can only stay here!â
âI donât want to hear any weak excuses, I just want my money,â you groan and turn away from her.Â
âI donât have any money. Y-you can check, itâs all gone.â
âThen you should leave, Ms. Wang, no need to make this ugly.â
âI-is there no wayâŚâ
Yiren looks up to you with perfect timing to catch your gaze at her mesmerizingly marvelous features.
â...I can pay you differently this time?â
âWhat do you mean?âÂ
Raise an eyebrow when Yiren begins to squat before you and grins lewdly.Â
âI can make you want me forever. All I need is this.â
Her fingers go for your base, they glide alongside it, then down to your balls. Wordlessly, she then adds her lips to them, only for a moment, until she wanders to your thigh and places kisses all over it. To show approval, you rake her slightly damp hair with your sweaty hand. An odor of strawberry and salt faintly stimulates your senses. Yiren was in the shower not too long ago, she is a lot cleaner than you are. Go figure, after fourteen scenes a couple of scents are bound to stick on you like a layer of lustful perfume.Â
âThis is indeed good,â you whisper and nod in the pattern Yiren strokes your base. âBut itâs not yet worth the rent of your flat.â
âI havenât even started yet, Sir.â
A final kiss on your now lipstick-covered thigh, then Yiren jumps to your tip to proceed with the much smaller, much more sensitive surface. Her delicate strawberry lips part a little for the smooches she so tenderly uses to get your blood out of your head into your head. Itâs very effective.
âWow, I did not know you could suck cock like a hungry whore.â
âHow did you think I make my money?â
âHonest work?â
Yiren chuckles. Itâs adorable, her outer appearance as a whole is, but apparently the rumors about her were true. As her landlord, it could cost you a lot of money if you keep falling for her skills after this one session. Maybe itâs her strategy to get new customers, and you have fallen for it like a fool.
âWait a second,â you hiss just when Yiren is about to suck you in deeper. âWhy didnât you just make money then? Who would reject such a woman if she was offering herself.â
Yiren simply shrugs.
âI was just lazy, I guess. This cock right here will save me so much money.â
âAnd what if youâre all talk and I say you havenât deserved it yet.â
âThatâs not going to happen, Sir.â
Is Yiren really up to the challenge? To say that the answer is a doubtless âyesâ is still an understatement to how fucking good she actually is. Millions of people have rolled their tongue along and around a swollen glans, yet none have mastered it the way this chinese beauty has. Everywhere her tongue touches, it doesnât matter if itâs the underside or the topside, bursts of pleasure electrify your nervous system.Â
âOh, shit.â
Take a step back, search for the wall with your hand to find stability during Yirenâs knee-shaking, mind-melting blowjob. There is not much to see for everyone watching this, thus you have to go all out with your reactions. You know Yiren is not the best at taking it deep down, you have to work around it; luckily, she knows how to.
âI see you like it?â Yiren laughs with casual confidence, slapping you against her lips before finding your balls with them. Your cock rests upon her forehead, yet her eyes still try to stare at it. She crosses them while slobbering all over your perineum area. âIsnât this so much better than rent?â
âYou fucking hooker, fuck,â you groan with no need to exaggerate your volume for the cameras which capture both your and Yirenâs point of view perfectly. Itâs going to end up in a wild porno, however you canât deny the craftsmanship that goes into getting the pictures. Ah, donât kid yourself: if it werenât for all these girls being so hot and your dick being this long, no one would spend their hard earned money on this.
âOur customer service can also finish the job,â Yiren says with the voice of a skilled saleswoman, her skilled hands giving you a sample of what she can provide.
âI-I think Iâll have to come back then.â
âDoes this mean youâre satisfied with the new way of collecting rent?â
âAh, fuck, yes. Fuck you, you fucking hooker.â
A cheerful eye-smile and a pop to free your sack ends the scene with Yiren. Your stint of acting while acting was a short, stamina-draining one, though the self-immersion in these dumb characters has helped you keep the second load for later. These four vixen might have been great, but âcumming without controlâ was never part of any of the prompts. Those viewers who like to see an orgasm to finish themselves off still have to wait and edge. Good boys and girls.Â
âAre we going back in?â you ask the co-host who skips towards an emergency door on the far end of the hotel.
âYes, yes! We, no, you have so much left to test. Please go to the booth on the right.â
He is filled with a sense of hype, maybe itâs all the sex clouding his mind in horniness. As long as he does his job, there should be no problem. You do as he says, finding a booth about the size of the rooms from before. There is a huge lamp on the ceiling for proper lighting and a cozy carpet on the floor for proper testing. It has the color and smell of lavenderâor is it the girl under the lamp that smells like the famous flower?Â
âNice to meet you,â you greet the girl with her lavender colored lips and skirt, though the tightly wrapped piece of clothing is a stronger shade of purple. It resembles lavender the best, now that you think about it.
âH-hi,â she stutters and waves her hand in tiny. âMy n-name is Rei, Iâm from Ja-Japan.â
âYou are a very attractive woman, Rei, the make-up looks great on you, just like the buns.â You flood her with compliments, your charm does the rest. Reiâs tense shoulders relax a bit, and they stay relaxed when you step closer to her,Â
âTh-thank you, thatâs very nice of you.â
âAre you nervous?â
Reiâs trembling hands move to the hem of her skirt and she loosens it to show her hairy pussy. Her thighs are too big, they keep the skirt from falling all the way down.Â
âA bit, yes, but I really want this.â
Rei points to your cock which starts to poke her tummy, a few centimeters above her hidden clit. You place your hands on her sides and delicately spin her around. To your surprise, Rei not only has monumental breasts, which sadly are not your focus today, her buttocks are also round and firm, definitely well-trained.Â
âYouâre excited?â you ask her, fingers running circles on her ass. âI know I am, your body is very ruinable, perfect for testing.â
âY-yes. Pl-please be gentle with m-my a-ass.â
âI will, trust me. Just relax and lay down.â
Reiâs curvaceous body sinks into the thick, fluffy carpet, which, to your surprise, might actually work very well as a surface to fuck on. Align yourself with Reiâs booty, which could also be described as thick and fluffy, and before penetrating her tight ring, you lean close to her ear.
âYouâre still not fully relaxed, Rei,â you coo, your thumb drawing circles on her painted cheek.Â
âI-Iâm tryingââ
âDonât try. Take deep breaths. Tell me what you like, and we can make it work, hm?â
Rei takes deep breaths under your touch, her bountiful bosom heaves for what could be an amazing visual. The camera only catches her cleavage and her tongue starting to protrude from her lips.
âI la-la-la-like my tongue being played with,â Rei hums timidly, but you show no hesitation and move your fingers inside her mouth. Wiggle her tongue in between them and feel her hot breath graze them while you graze the immaculate ass crack.Â
With a reminder to be gentle, you insert yourself into Rei. About half of your cock fits inside of her, then she starts to bite down on your fingers. You hiss, but try not to make too much of a show out of it. With slow thrusts you let her asshole get used to the new sensation that is your length and width.Â
Reiâs expression must be one for the ages, as the cameraman filming her face seems absolutely thrilled about the footage he is getting. It might just be Reiâs charm or make-up, who knows what these crazy guys like. They have seen it all, over and over again, to the point where they can only feel something when you hit them with a baseball bat.
âHow does it feel, Rei?â you ask her without stopping your rhythm-less short thrusts.
âV-very big, very good, ah! I-I can feel all of you.â
âBut⌠Iâm not even all the way in.â
âWhat?â
You feel Reiâs jaw drop and take the opportunity to explore her mouth more. Your fingers roam and fiddle everything they can find, making Rei fall into a haze.Â
âShould I put it all the way in?âÂ
You hold yourself back from slamming down, waiting for Rei to groan her response past your fingers. Itâs to your liking.
âYesh, pleash. I can tak it.â
Canât deny a lady her request, especially not one so urgent and easy to fulfill. With pleasure your tip searches for your pleasure, her pleasure, in an apparently endless cavern of pressureâitâs not the first youâve explored today. They are all unique, special in their own way, narrow goodness that engrains onto the skin of your thoroughly used cock.
âYouâre doing so good, Rei, Iâm so proud of you. Having sex on a carpet is great, but you made it unforgettable.â
âThâha, oh my~âÂ
Swear to God you slipped. No, really, you wanted to retreat from the darkest part of the cavern, but then your knee was unstable on the carpet and you gave Rei a hard jolt. It luckily ended in her moaning stupidly and not flailing and crying.Â
âI think Iâll have to pull out, sorry about that.â
âI-I love it, th-thank you!â
Another girl you made addicted to anal; itâs a great feeling to convey to an unsuspecting, silly audience who at this point has surely lost their mind at the insane length and scope of this episode. You will treat them to so much more, which is why you hurry to find the next actress.Â
You begin to recognize her from afar, the long, slender frame, covered in torn fishnets and overall skimpy clothing. Her lips are crimson red, her tied-up hair black and blondeâ
âthe massive choker around her throat is the final detail, absolutely crucial to your kinky plan.
âThere will never be a day where I am not ready to fuck you, Yoohyeon.â
âWow,â she replies in shock. âI have never been greeted this rudely. Have these girls made you stupid?â
âGet down and pray that these shoes will keep you from falling, because I wonât.â
You reach for the back of her choker and roughly yank it. In short bursts Yoohyeon loses her connection to the fresh air surrounding her. Things get worse for her oxygen flow when you shove your cock into her mouth without interrupting the strangulation.Â
Instantaneously, Yoohyeon is a crying, gagging mess, her humanity turned off in favor of the primal instinct to survive. However, she is not strong enough to break free, your cock is like a constant pendulum swinging deep into her throat. From the outside, the ring of her choker helps you with stimulation. It presses right on your slit, milking some of your clear and salty precum out.Â
âIf your girl is a freak like Yoohyeon,â you address the camera, still lost in Yoohyeonâs empty, glassy gaze. âMake sure to switch, switch, switch things up. Become unhinged, unpredictable, unstoppable. Do stuff like this!â
Grab Yoohyeonâs ponytail and rapidly move her head in circles, creating a wet tornado of saliva when you pull out. The constant forced motion makes it fly everywhere. Yoohyeon voices her dizziness with shrieks, which will not become words.
âOr this.â
Smack her right cheek with the back of your hand, it slips right off due to all the tears and runny make-up. This time, you not only shove your cock all the way in, you also move forward. Yoohyeon has to lean backwards further then she ever has during her face fucks. Her many scenes did not prepare her for this, her large boots start to lose her grip.
âShow her your new side and why youâre special,â you end your demonstration and the camera catches how Yoohyeon falls over, free from your filling cock, searching for air. Before she can complain or ask for more, you must flee.
Sneak away, around the corner, itâs just a couple of steps into what appears to be a dark alley. Three beds are placed on one side, different sizes, different styles, and opposite of them are three very different doors. One looks like it leads to the room of a young, single woman still living with her parents. She is too lazy to change the pink door with the Hello Kitty stickers from her childhood, so it stays. The second door has a hostel vibe to it. Brown color has been painted on it and now flakes off along with the century old mold below it. The last door looks like it has been stolen out of a world famous hotel. Itâs the color of marble, has gold ornaments neatly spread around and the number â30â is in the center of it.Â
âWhat the fuck is this?â you think out loud, hearing the footsteps of multiple people behind you.
âHey, y-youâre too quick,â the co-host complains from behind. âLet me explain whatâs about to happen here.â
âIâm all ears. Seriously though, why canât we just go back to the real hotel rooms? Did you really have to steal a door from the hostel across the street? And what about theââ
âA-nyways!â the co-host interjects with an awkward laugh and swipes his hands like windshield wipers. âWe need your expert opinion on these three models. Their sheets are the same, the differences not as obviousââ
âWhat are you talking about?â you complain. âYou donât need an expert for this. We have a big bed, then a small bed and then a bigger bed, end of story.â
âJ-just lay down on the first one, youâll get it very soon.â
You cut some corners in the dialogue, which is mostly because you didnât want to torture the dear viewers with terrible jokesâsomething with bet, bad and bed, makes you want to throw your career away. Without further instructions you climb into the first bed, wrap yourself in a blanket and pretend to sleep. Yup, this is a bed alright. Literally your everyday bed, nothing too fancy, nothing that could annoy you.Â
âOkay what do you want me to say about this?â The camera catches your annoyed eye-roll. âAm I test-sleeping now?â
âFar from it. Yena, itâs your turn.â
The pink door opens, a girl in a white hoodie and short, plaid skirt walks into the scene and before you can blink twice, she is in the bed with you, pretending to use it like itâs hers. For a minute you watch her, as she plays on her phone, rolls around a bit and then suddenly decides to fiddle her panties out from underneath the skirt.Â
You see erotic videos pop up on her phone screen. Yena starts to caress her thighs, rub the shaven area near her clit, never daring to go all in. She bites her lips as overacted moans screech from the old speakers on her phone. This is not doing it for herâeven the overstimulated consumer who is still watching your video knows. Luckily, she has what she needs right behind her.
Wordlessly, you bunch up her skirt and search for her puckered hole. Yena instinctively lifts up one of her legs. She winks at you before her mouth opens wide in a moan that echoes through the hallway. Finally she has what the women on the screen have: a large cock in her ass. In the video she basically sees whatâs happening to her rectum. You stretch it apart, widen her hole, a new entrance for pleasure.
âWhat are you waiting for?â you devilishly growl into Yenaâs ear. âUse your fingers, and Iâll promise that youâll cum harder than her.â
It is with ridiculously perfect timing (like there was a script) that the porn star on Yenaâs screen loses control of her body, it rocks and jerks in all directions as the cock stops fucking into it. You know that Yena takes a close look at the actress's face, covered in sweat and happiness when her fingers dive to her clit.
âYes, please, make me cum,â she begs, out of breath from her own touch, your pelvis hitting her butt and your cock stuffing her hole.Â
Reach for the leg Yena struggles to keep up in the air and use it as a lever to slam faster into her. Meanwhile Yenaâs fingers are eager to quickly send her over the edge in what can only be described as the best of two worlds. Her small, cute thumb is slow and soft, treating her clit with utmost care, while the rest plunges and curls inside her wetness recklessly, harsher than you would allow yourself to treat her. You can even feel her rub you from the other side and figure that youâre just a prop now, a dildo for Yena to masturbate with.Â
âAh, Iâm so close, God, Iâm cuuuuummmmmiiiiing!â
Okay, she definitely watched too much porn and read the wrong kind of fanfiction to have such a ludicrous, forced reaction. Youâre not here to judge her, so you hold her slutty waist steady and thrust up until Yenaâs body mimics that of her idols. She trembles uncontrollably, moans, screams, her eyes roll backâthe entire porno-packageâbasically your life in a nutshell.Â
âFinger yourself stupid,â you command. Yena does not notice that you're suddenly absent from her gaping hole, she is too engaged in what she can do to herself without anyoneâs assistance. The crew films glimpses of Yena still going at it, cunt pierced open, clit hard and clearly protruding.Â
âNo, Iâm cuuuummming agaainnnnnnnn, ahhhhhh!â
Thatâs enough for you. Jump onto the next bed without much care, it creaks and squeaks, the springs feel old and used. This wonât be the first time someone fucks on this mattress. At least they changed the sheets before letting you test it. You also canât deny their attention to detail: this bed clearly fits the vibe and feel of an old, suspicious hostel.
âThis is not comfortable, ouch,â you whine to the camera, half acted, half serious. âNo one intended that two people would use this bed at the same time, but at the same time I really think that no one ever slept here alone. If they did, poor soul.â
âWhat if we let you sleep in there alone?â the co-host asks and wiggles his eyebrows. âIâm just kiddingââ
âAnd Iâm just testing!âÂ
Kill me. Not now, but after this shoot, make sure to shoot me.
âSua, itâs your turn!â
The ancient door opens, a woman in a yellow crop top and a skirt with teddy bears and blueberry muffins printed on it walks into the scene and before you can blink twice, she is in the bed with you, pretending to use it like sheâs owning it for the night. For a minute you watch her, the toned muscles on her back, her biceps, her spotless legs, until she pulls dark glasses out of her even darker hair.Â
âYou know what beds like this and nights like these are for,â she suddenly sighs, putting the glasses on her pointy nose. âDonât keep me waiting, boy, or Iâll make you see stars.â
The contortion of disgust on Suaâs features make her already attractive face an illegal amount hotter. The glasses add a surprising touch, the pictures really do not do her justice. Move your hands underneath the shorts and they are no more, discarded in the room like Yena, who still masturbates.Â
âThis is better,â Sua hums, nodding in approval at the alignment of your erection. âCome, give me a kiss.â
Natural is the way your lips go down to get hers. Sua has the tone of a demanding teacher, who uses strictness and rewards to get the best out of her disciples. The notion of being above her because you have a greater pool of experience fades when she takes the lead. Your thrusts, their strength and their speed are under Suaâs full control.Â
âLower. Lower. No, not there.â
She smacks your collarbone, threatens to pull you down by the throat if you donât get your act together. The bed is long forgotten, Suaâs pleasure comes first. To hear her moan is a completely different feeling, the gratification not connected to the tightness around your rod, but the knowledge that youâre doing it right.
âThatâs the spot, yes.â
âShould I go faster?â
âA little bit. Be careful not to slip out.â
âI wonât.â
Things are a lot calmer, quieter, not the kind of content you usually produce. Being approved by the producers, you trust that this is what at least someone likes to see: slow sex, low moans, hands respectfully resting on the other's bodyâand of course Yenaâs sounds of blissful self-love in the background.
âI wonât say a positive thing about this shitty bed,â you speak towards one of the microphones, noticing that the cameramen are occupied with getting Suaâs ass and her face on tape. âI can only say positive things about this woman though, sheââ
âShhh, I donât want to hear it. Keep on fucking, thatâs a lot better.â
She is goddamn right, it is better. Sometimes even a talking head like you has to shut up and do the part of your job youâre actually good at. Your muscles start to feel the wear and tear of the intense session youâve powered through to get here. Suaâs wish for you to keep the same pattern does not help, you need some way to let loose, or else your stamina will run out before youâve reached the end.
âFuck it, Iâm going in!â a voice suddenly shouts from another room. Though it may be subdued, you can hear the neediness in it.Â
The luxurious door opens, a woman in a thin, way too short emerald dress and beige high-heels walks into the scene and before you can blink twice, she is in the bed next to you, combing her blonde strands with her hands. For a second you watch her and the bratty look of defiance on her face.Â
âSomi, get the fuck back hereâ one of the crew members mouths, you see him flailing his arms angrily in the corner of your eye. Also in the corner of your eye is Somi sticking out her tongue to the guy, whose face turns every shade of red and blue until he gives up and leaves the set. Finally there is some chaos here, time to use your impromptu acting charm to save this mess.
âExcuse me for a second,â you whisper to Sua, stroking along her raven hair. âI have to do something asap. Iâll be back.â
âSure,â she groans quietly.
âHey, you!â you address Somi and walk along the massive bed. âWho are you and what are you doing on this bed?â
âIâm Somi.â A bitchy smirk. âAnd I have claimed this bed, sorry. First come first serve.â
âUnfortunately I have to test this, so do you mind getting off of it?â
Somi clicks her tongue and tries to look past you, but her eyes are drawn to the massive size of your glistening cock.
âI do mind, Iâm not going to move and if you donât get this fucking thing out of my face, Iâll call security.â
âYouâre getting closer to it, Somi, I bet you canât wait to have it inside of you.
âLetâs make a deal: I test the bed, while I fuck you prone.â
âTempting,â Somi murmurs, nails tapping the side of your phallus. âI doubt that it will be fun though. Can you even satisfy me~?â
âBitch, everyone can satisfy a bimbo like you.â
As soon as you get on top of the sheets, Somi takes a defensive position. She is on her back, the pointy end of her heels pointed dangerously close to your eyeball. The director, unable to influence the scene at this point, has his nervous, sweaty hands up in his hair. He knew all too well that Somi does what she wants and that her persona has to be tamed by another force on screenâyou. After this, youâre going to ask for a fucking raise each time youâre forced to work overtime to control these fucking brats..
âYes, keep looking at my pussy,â Somi purrs and pulls up her dress up to her waist. âBut you canât touch it. Touching is for men only~â
âUnimpressive, really.â
You form fists around Somiâs ankles. In a single powerful motion, you fold her in half, feet hovering next to her head. Somi yelps when her sizable ass is presented to you and she yelps again when you pull the laughable piece of clothing over her head. Through the messy strands of her disheveled hair, she can muster up no bratty reaction, not until you penetrate her asshole.
âOh, you thought!â you shout out the moment Somiâs wrong hole becomes the definition of tightness. âYou thought Iâd fuck your pussy, but your oh-so pristine cunt has literally been fucked by a thousand guysâitâs loose!â
Smack Somiâs buttocks faster than you plunge in and out of her, make her ass turn redder than Yenaâs and Suaâs faces as they watch from their respective beds. When you donât spank Somi, your hands are too occupied with keeping her thin legs folded to do anything enjoyable, like grabbing her small waist or those massagable jugs. At first glance these perky tits look fake to you; it might just be the blur of pleasure though.
âBimbo slut! Nice fake tits!â
âY-youâre, ah, so, fuck, mean! Th-they are real!â
You lean forward, as far down as your flexibility allows, and spit and nibble all over Somiâs apparently real melons. Stare up at her, but the blonde has her chin up high, head thrown back.Â
âOh my God!â Somi grunts. âIâm so-so close, hng!â
âIs that so?â You completely stop every movement, balls deep inside. âThen admit it, say it out loud, âIâm a blonde bimbo slutâ!â
âN-noââ
âOr you wonât cum.â
Somi twitches, the little fight left in her curvy frame gone like vapor in the wind in light of her approaching orgasm. She gleefully reaches for her own legs, holds them steady and gives you ample opportunity to finish the job. All you need is the code word.
âIâm a blonde bimbo slut, Iâm a blonde bimbo slut, Iâm aâoh shit, ah!â
Right on cue, you put some of your reserve energy into your lower body and do what you have done all day with insane power that makes your own mind spin aimlessly: fuck ass, rough and deep. Somi screams and squirts, both come out stupidly violent and then abate with time. She numbs your ears and drenches your crotch, the clear fluid shoots from her well-used cunt like a broken fountain and washes away the smells of all the other women.Â
Somi is gorgeous and filthy, mixing both parts of what sex can be in one person who happens to fully focus on delivering on her bimbo image. Itâs too late for her to rebrand, sadly, youâd totally try to feel her tits in a loving way, but who are you to complain?
A better question is: Where are you?Â
Somi had you on the verge of cumming, which would go against your pride. To cum in a bimbo after only a few minutes is unacceptable. You had to edge yourself, take labored breaths, think of⌠unsexy things, otherwise the script writers would be disappointed. Ever since then, only flashes remain. Your co-host guiding you away, a familiar room, two, maybe three girls. One of them wears a capâ
Youâre in her mouth. This is bad. She is already sucking, lazily, but itâs very good, holy fuck! Your efforts of holding back are ultimately too late. An earthquake hits your entire body, head to toes, to announce your eruption. Instead of rapid spurts itâs one uninterrupted beam of cum, vacuumed out of your balls.Â
The girl is overstrained with your orgasm. She gags up the baby batter and it tumbles down her chin right onto her exposed nipples. The rest either makes its way down her throat or all over your dick, where it creates a sticky situation, slowly cascading downward.
âHa, f-fââ the victim of your unwanted, overwhelming attack tries to catch her breath. âWh-at the hell? Are you fucking stupid? Do you always cum in other people's mouths the second they touch your useless snake?â
âS-sorry, Seungyeon!â
Seungyeon makes you shout your apology, because her ruthless hands get a hold of your dirty dick and jerk you off without thinking about the painful overstimulation they are causing. Okay, no, she is definitely thinking about that, just in a rather heartless manner. You have to grit your teeth to not wince as she grinds your blood-filled, hyper sensitive cockhead in between her dry fingers.Â
âToo late for any apologies, you can drop dead for all I care.â
âPlease, Seungyeon-unnie, donât kill him, I neâI mean, that would be sad,â an angelic voice complains.
âMinjeong, you would understand if he did the same to you. Look at this fucking mess!âÂ
Seungyeon points at the white globs trailing down her body. Some of it pools in the gap between her massive honkers, creating a lake of fertility or some other unholy creation. Minjeong kindly smiles at the sight.
âIsnât it fun, Unnie? The feeling of all the warm cum, avalanches of tasty semen on your toned skin and milky boobs.âÂ
Minjeong takes one of Seungyeonâs breasts into her mouth. In hunger she cleans them of any residue of your mishap, gleefully she swallows all of it, but only after showing it to you in her slutty mouth. The things you would do to her if you could.
âFine, you can have his useless cock,â Seungyeon groans and hands Minjeong your semi-hard and burning manhood, like someone would pass their mic on stage. Instead of hitting fabulous high notes, the girl in her messy dark oak colored bun and fishnet stockings devours you like a treat. She nibbles off the remainders of white from you and in consequence forces you to loudly show your resignation.
"Stop, stop, please!" you wail. "I can't handle this, please, let me⌠let me rest."
To your surprise and delight, Minjeong not only has an angelic voice; her character at least somewhat mirrors the kind, heavenly being. She stops her movements completely, letting you rest inside her warm mouth. There is literally nothing you can do without the pain of overstimulation resurfacing again. Good thing that you donât need to do anything to feel pleasure.Â
This kind of kink is probably frustrating to watch, but frankly, for these few minutes you donât give a damn. Should these horny fucks edge themselves while Minjeongâs adorable yet cock-hungry face fills the screen. You wonât budge, except for a hand that caresses the girl's bangs.
âThis hair looks great on you, Minjeong.âÂ
If she could move her lips, theyâd form a smile.
âYou are quite the pretty girl.â
If she could talk, sheâd say âthank youâ.
âAlso, thanks for cooperating. This was quite⌠unforeseen.â
âKeep your compliments to yourself,â Seungyeon snarks from the side and punches your hips with her balled fist. âYou're such an idiot, you havenât even greeted her yet.â
âOh, no no!â another girl tenderly says, your eyes only now catching her. âItâs not my turn yet. I will wait.â
âWhatâs your name?â you ask, scanning her tiny frame. A denim two piece covers her private parts, her milky skin a perfect contrast, especially to her tight up black hair which seems to shimmer in blue. The most noticeable thing about her are her slender arms, tied up behind her back with the straps of handbags.Â
âYeojin.â
âWhy are you tied up, Yeojin?â
âBecause I want you to use my mouth as the teeny-teen fleshlight it is meant to be.â
A sentence like an aphrodisiac. The desire to plunge into something with your slightly sore dick returns. It overrides even the concerns for your stamina. Give credit where itâs due, Minjeong has done a fantastic job in keeping you warm until now, but Yeojin is what sends you over the edge again.Â
âOkay, fuck. Thank you Minjeong, I will treat you to something nice laterââ
âBut now you want her?â Minjeong giggles. âUnderstandable. Make it a show. Test her fucking mouth.â
Yeojin might look small, in your large hands however she is even smaller. No reason for her to back off, she does not look like she regrets her words, in fact, the opposite seems to be true. With the look of a stupidly stupid sex doll, she slightly opens her full lips and you part them wide, their softness on you at all times. Grab the tied-up strands to handle her like a proper fleshlight. Mercilessly thrust her face onto your cock once, and gasp in surprise when all of you easily fits inside herâgagless.Â
âWhat the hell, are you a professional or something?â
Yeojin doesnât respond, her face shows minimal reactions, eerily similar to a sex doll. Her posture remains unchanged, even when you go harder there is no strong reaction. Your mind canât wrap around this yet, the script writers did a terrible job at explaining how insanely good yet awfully confusing she is. Yeojin, real-life sex doll with pouty mouthâthis description does not do her justice.Â
âSeungyeon, Minjeong,â you call out to the girls behind you. âI need your help.â
âWhat for?â Seungyeon groans, while Minjeong already crawls to you.
âI want you, Minjeong, to undress this petite sex toy. Seungyeon, grab that ponytail and smash her face onto my crotch, I want to feel this nose on my abs.
âHelp me destroy her.â
The two get to work immediately. Seungyeon swats your hands away before you have time to remove them and she starts slamming. Your cock disappears and reappears at an insane pace, the outline of Yeojinâs throat changing from thin to massively bulged. Minjeong kneels behind Yeojin, digs her fingers into the denim top and yanks it down to the rest. Leaving out unnecessary teasing, she removes all of it by finding the zippers. Hands rubbing over Yeojinâs exposed skin, Minjeong presents it to you.
âShe has a petite body, small waist and shoulders, her hips are a bit bigger but look: her tits are even smaller than mine, basically nonexistent.â
Minjeong cups Yeojinâs chest playfully, and she is right there isnât much to show. For those that love this type of body, Yeojin is the perfect sex doll. You step to the side for a moment to let the camera film the perfect view. Right on cue, Minjeong spreads Yeojinâs legs.
âHer pussy looks very tight~ I bet you donât fit in there. Those thighs are the only thing with at least some meat. Round and firm!â
Minjeong smacks them. Watching them wiggle was a mistake, as Seungyeon angrily shoves Yeojinâs face back onto your cock. Fuck, if she continues at this pace, you might cum too early again. Maybe itâs time to abort this room and flee. You donât gotta catch them all, there is still so much to do. Luckily, a familiar voice saves you from Yeojinâs wet throat, which might literally suck someoneâs soul out.
âMagnificent, truly magnificent!â your co-host raves. âThere is still so much to do, please follow me!â
JUST TESTING CONTINUES HERE
(A/N2: Sorry, Tumblr is a little bitch and I had to cut it here cuz the fic is too long. Seriously, I hate this site)
#kpop smut#female idol smut#girl group smut#oh my girl smut#izone smut#ive smut#lesserafim smut#twice smut#dreamcatcher smut#loona smut#snsd smut#aespa smut#nmixx smut#kep1er smut#gidle smut#everglow smut#clc smut#mamamoo smut#kpop soloist smut#iu smut#itzy smut#i.o.i smut#blackpink smut#just testing#male reader insert
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( đ¤ ) ... UNDERSTANDING THE DYNAMICS IN ENHYPEN ( SAY VERSION ) !
đđ: once again pretend that post i made about making it a poly thing never happened , it's strictly just sunghoon and heeseung, but i had this prepared already so
( đ¤ ) SHIP NAME: SAY
romantic level: 25%
( đś ) ⌠their song: pov ( ariana grande )
TOP THREE SAY PHOTOS:
â say analysis: although they might not be together jay is able to see each someone for who they are and excepts every part of that person â and that's how he is for sua , he sees her for her , flaws and all â past traumas and all and he doesn't try to change her , but encourages her to be the best person she can be.
sua is also a person who sees someone and excepts them for the; that's probably why they mesh well. encourages him to do what he wants and not worry about what people say like she does.
(đ¤) ⌠top three rence moments that alter reality :
JAY RANDOMLY BUYING HER A GIFT !
it was probably the cutest thing ever , it was during one of his vlogs, he was randomly out shopping when they were in america and he walkes past a store he always saw a store that she always shops at online, making a comment about how he always see's her shopping, but he walked past it.
it then cut to him walking out of the store with a bag in his hand, showing the camera what he had purchased for you , saying he was gonna give it to you when you met him for dinner.
THE CONCERT HUG !
it was during one of their concerts it a fan recorded a video of sua who was standing off at the end of stage listening to them speak â though out the video you can see him inching closer and closer until he gets to her , and wraps his arms around her waist and she rest her head on his shoulder.
it was a cute moment but people were confused because it was so random, so someone asked and he explained that she wasn't feeling good that day and he could see she wasn't doing good so he wanted to make sure she was okay. people thought it was so cute he knew there was something wrong immediately.
SUA GOING TO HIS GRADUATION !
this wasn't filmed any where a person who went to his school said something about it on twitter â they said that she didn't come until much later , but she did greet him and sunoo at the door with flowers.
they said that he was most happy to see her and stayed by her side the entire time. they said he held the doors open and was a total gentleman and when they left they saw him open the car door for her and it made all the girls swoon at how sweet he was.
Šď¸ENHA-SUA
#kpop added member#kpop reactions#kpop addition#enhypen 8th member#kpop female addition#kpop female oc#enhypen added member#kpop female member#enhypen female addition#enhypen female member#8th member of enhypen#enhypen addition#fictional idol addition#fictional idol oc#fictional idol community#fictional kpop idol#fictional kpop oc#enhypen female oc
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webtoons I've read recently that i enjoy!
I finally read our walk home! its rlly sweet and i cant wait for it to come off hiatus. i instantly got hooked by the characters. i like how its a they get eo thing and not an actual rivals to lovers thing. idk it feels more special. and the characters mentalities being explored is sooo good man. im also curious on the lot abt the angel and devil + akis brother. on a side note if i were either of them id fold so quickly cause why they both so pretty. their interactions are so cute man. its soft, genuine. i like it.
peace restaurant. love it. was reading it and i was like damn fknally something that gives me what yohaji did (tho not the same obvi) it is only starting on en ver (7 free chaps iirc) and i was so hooked i ended up reading all the kr released chaps on aggregator sites. im so confused and sad bcs it stopped at chap 28 back in nov 2023. still its really good. i love the dynamic between sua, belial and nhedhuk. they are so found fam to me. like nhedhuk is obvi the younger sibling and belial is her older brother. sua is their unconventional mom. speaking of belial his development was really nice. the way his fear was all the ppl he cared abt dying (INCLUDING SUA AND NHEDHUK) im scared abt whats gonna happen with him with how 28 ended off tho đ
i think i have a thing for op female mcs (ty bofuri) and also this is why for one of the very few times the mc is my fav chara followed closely by the 2 deuteragonists. comedy that grows plot gotta be my new fav thing. in the beginning tho i love how every time you think smth serious will happen its just another gag. anws the whole dimension ordeal is also cool.
ok this thing had me clicking from its artstyle. i think yohaji made me a comedy person cause this is a comedy as well. i continued reading the few short chaps cause it was silly and sweet. this ghost truly is just a kind and pathetic thing. the fact shes mute is also really nice as the creator actually competed twice and placed in silent manga competitions (which were really good btw. go check out volpee). when the managers were introduced i thought plot was coming but nope! but also i was even more hooked cause the design for mr. h??? love. the vibes and style is immaculate. the ghost of cloth is also really silly and has a nice design lol. there was no ep last month but its back on now! oh yeah the toy ghost is really cool as well. somehow they can still make it expressive despite its still face. the whole remote control car situation had me cackling tho lmao.
OH MY GOD PROJECT CAMELLIA HAS LIKE 6 EPS AND ONE IS A AUTHORS NOTE THING BUT DO I CARE??? NO. the pretty boy cover enticed me and im so glad it did bcs it seems so promising. the author note had stuff about their process and the future and the way they thought it through, how the 2 mcs change eo and it shows PHYSICALLY. in love. the way they plan to change the main mc throughout the story has me scared and excited. it seems like they can handle chara development well which is something i value highly as i read for charas most of the time. the art style is also really nice. if you check out the creators insta you can really see how skilled they are like the art there looks majestic (theyre a danmei fan). apparently therell also be a yuri side couple đ basically, the future seems bright for this webtoon.
i hust finished catching up to the tl ver of the students of illip arts high cause the en is new to webtoon just like peace restaurant. i was hooked by the unique style used for the vr game and how so yi and han sol bonded and allat. their relationship is so ough to me. dakyung is also a fun chara and for seiun idk she seems kinda pretentious. i dont like how they dealt with eppys chara either. still its early on so even though the charas besides mc seem to not have as much impact as they could it has much room to grow.
#webtoon#webtoon review#webtoon recommendation#webcomic#our walk home#peace restaurant#peace restaurant webtoon#pyeonghwa restaurant#the bathroom ghost#the bathroom ghost webtoon#project camellia#project camellia webtoon#the students of illip arts high
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â´Jamie's Female Idol Friends pt. 2â´
Jamie x Moon Sua (Billie) 8.5/10
Quote: âIf it makes you happy then itâs not a waste of timeâ Dynamic: Quiet Boy and Social Butterfly
Suaâs contact in Jamieâs phone is âMoon Suađ¤đ¤â
Jamie and Sua have friendship bracelets that Sua made for them.
Jamie and Sua donât get to hang out often due to being in different companies but they do text whenever they can.
Jamie says that Sua is like Rainbow Fluorite and he has made her a necklace with the stone in the center as a pendant.
Jamie was extremely close to Suaâs brother Moonbin and thatâs how they met, through Moonbin.
Jamie has a habit of buying crystals or stuffed animals that remind him of Sua and will give them to her when he can.
Sua and Jamie always hug when they meet up.
Jamie finds Sua to be very cute so he gets very shy around her.
Jamie enjoys her raps and finds her to be very talented.
Sua says she wants to make music with Jamie and would love to do a duet with him.
Sua thinks Jamie is very charming and likes to make him flustered.
Sua and Jamie have watched movies together.
Jamie has gone on a couple friend dates with Sua but he always gets scared itâll start a scandal so they stopped that really quickly.
Jamie and Sua always give each other updates on what is going on with their lives.
Sua is extremely protective of Jamie and will stand up for him any time they need to.
âââ シ ・ďžâ: .â˝ . :âďž. âââ シ ・ďžâ: .â˝ . :âďž. âââ
Jamie x Hanni (New Jeans) 8/10
Quote: âHer angel eyes saw good in many devils.â Dynamic: Platonic Lovers
Hanniâs contact in Jamieâs phone is âHunnyâ
Hanni always bakes for Jamie and he always looks forward to it as they always exchange baked goods with one another.
Jamie and Hanni watch movies together often.
Jamie and Hanni have gone on friend dates and Hanni often asks him to hang out first.
Jamie says that Hanni stole one of his hoodies when she was cold and he felt bad asking for her to give it back so she just kept it.
Jamie and Hanni go on walks at night at least once a week.
Jamie enjoys doing tiktok challenges with Hanni.
Hanni and Jamie tend to hug each other a lot and hold hands.
Jamie is protective of Hanni and he doesnât like seeing her upset.
They spend most of their time together watching movies or baking.
Jamie says that heâs never bored when heâs with Hanni.
Jamie says that Hanni is like Jade and he has given her both a jade bracelet and a jade necklace.
Hanni and Jamie donât take many photos together but when they do they are being silly or hugging.
Jamie likes to eat ice cream with Hanni.
Jamie and Hanni talk daily on the phone unless they are busy.
#pupphe#pupphe additions#pupphe jamie#kpop addition#enhypen addition#enhypen added member#enhypen 8th member#enhypen male additional member#kpop oc#fictional kpop oc#fake kpop idol#fake kpop community#kpop mlae oc#kpop male addition#kpop additional member#kpop au#moon sua#billie#new jeans#newjeans#newjeans hanni#new jeans hanni#fake kpop oc
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Hello i'm back to scream about alnst. The screaming anon if you will
I actually wonder if the alnst art outside of the story are canon: what I'm saying is the hyuna-till interactions, if canon, could imply that till will be the one they get to save???? I MEAN I DONT KNOW more likely it's a casual art and not affiliated with canon BUT STILL. Also lowkey feel like till would react faster to seeing mizi compared to ivan who wouldn't care that much (UGH IMAGINE till running off mid-song to catch up to mizi while ivan watches ... a reflection of the past... i am so sorry for even saying this)
ALSO i keep thinking about the sua-mizi dynamic but the ask might be getting too rambly
First of all thank you for long asks they make my day screaming anon. you are now my friend.
and yeah!! I'm really hoping that even if the arts aren't canon, at least the character relationships depicted in them are! hyuna messing with till and even scolding him for staying up late is really cute. I'm very fond of them I want to see them interact so bad....
also I always thought that till and hyuna interacting in the arts meant that they might have known each other before all the shit went down (till is still in his anakt uniform and hyuna is still in her performance outfit in the original sticker) but if they'd first meet after hyuna and mizi save him from the stadium I think that'd be super cool too!! however it would NOT be cool to watch ivan get left behind personally I'd need to disappear into a cave for a few days to process that if it happened
ALSO TILL RUNNING TO MIZI AND LEAVING IVAN BEHIND. OW. I'd never recover. In fairness I don't think he would either.
PLEASE TELL ME ABOUT YOUR MIZISUA THOUGHTS! I'd be happy to hear them! don't be afraid of getting rambly!!
#to everyone who sends asks in my inbox talking about alien stage i hope you know that i fondly hold a special place for you in my heart#makes my day#screaming anon!!#alnst#alien stage#asks
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Alien Stage fans remember that humans are nothing more than PETS and aren't considered anywhere close to what we think of ourselves challenge
Joke aside, stop humanizing the way aliens see humans. They don't. Humans are animals, far below and at most a dog to them. Smart but not enough to be worth considering. Like how we see monkeys, close to us but ultimately stupider. Humans aren't at the top of the chain. Therefore, yeah they aren't going to be treated in a way that is familiar to us. 1. Because these are aliens. 2. These humans are very far removed from us. 3. They're!!! Pets!!
So yes! They are going to get petted! Weird and gross? To us, yes. To them, normal. You pet a pet. Being manhandled around? Normal. No boundaries and wishes not understood/listened to? Normal, as annoying as it is to them. While there's this parent-child dimension to the dynamic, it's mostly an owner-pet thing that we can understand. Even the familial treatment can be attributed to it since lots of people think of their pets as family.
So no, just because one of them has a pretty human pet doesn't mean they'll want to fuck them for fuck's sake. That's zoophilia to them. Think of what you would do if you had a pretty pet. You'd show them around, right? Flaunt them, maybe treat them nice because they're cute. That's what likely happens in Alien Stage. Except for a few characters, Till being explicitly an abuse victim and his owner running in shady circles and Luka having suspicious art pieces that could go either way, they aren't getting SA'ed. You're seeing more as slavery because you don't understand how low the entire universe thinks of humans. They're barely people. Most owners we know of think of their humans as an object or a prize. Mizi is her family's beloved pet. Till is an annoying dog that has to be discipled with violence and trained that way to perform. Hyuna was nothing. Their condition is horrifying enough without conjecturing that almost everyone was getting raped. No, their faces being touched or cheeks squished isn't the same shade of red as in our reality. It's a dehumanizing gesture, either out of affection/praise or humiliation/smugness. It's controlling. That's what that one Ivan and Till art was about, how the same gesture didn't mean the same thing but was equally as bad, how they were hurt and abused in different ways. Till was being looked down at after being beat up, Urak admiring his work and checking if Till understood the lesson. Ivan was being praised yet treated condescendingly, forced to let himself be touched and look where he was supposed to. It's not that they went through the same kind of abuse but that they're both miserable and forced to submit. It's another light shining on the way they were treated, how different it was all was. Bad pets get hit, good pets get praised, neither are human. The fact that Ushan is also a criminal only serves to make it worse: Ivan was gifted out of love by a criminal, sure, but he fundamentally had it better. His owner might do bad things but he did manage to be a better person than Till's to his pet. Their circumstances have similarities but in the end are completely different. Urak and Ushan are rivals, unlike Till and Ivan who are close, and that shows through the opposite ways they see and handle humans. They're two stereotypes of the rich criminal trope, completely different from each other, and thus work against each other. It's kind of funny how Ivan and Till do the opposite and are close because of it. The same goes for Mizi and Sua in quite a lot of ways.
But anyways, why does it always have to become sexual. This entire thing is bad enough without it and tbh it might be a hot take but pushing this narrative onto characters who don't suffer through it takes away from the ones who do in the same story. (Or Till doesn't but that bar scene was VERY weird, at most he wasn't fully assaulted but something is very off. As for Luka, maybe he's treated "well" as the most extreme take on the doll/prize theme/vision and maybe the art was meant to be him being fully treated like a pet. Touched a lot, adored, but superficially. Not as a being but as a good, cute thing that does its tricks perfectly and brings its owner fame and money. Maybe it's meant to not just make him look like a pet the most out of everyone, in the most animalistic way, but also show how smothered he was and his every movement reflecting what he was made to be and do. But I still find it suspicious and his owner is more than willing to not only engineer the best pet for some singing show (weird af) but also experiment on the sick (& likely inbred let's be honest here) creature he got. Luka was fragile so unless these were for his health or something, I'm feeling that his owner might be very, very scummy).
#text#ondina's text posts!#alien stage#alnst#sa#sa mention#tw sa mention#kind of a vent kind of an analysis#just something that's starting to pop up on my feed a little too often#really annoying how some want Ivan to suffer even more than he already did#his life was already bad y'all he doesn't need EVERY kind of trauma and bad experience#It's also more interesting if this WASN'T something he went through because it makes his actions in round 6 worse#like yay he sa'ed Till too and in a way he hasn't received before (or he did which hurts all the more)#it's something he can't understand a torture he luckily escaped#almost a privilege#Ivan grew up in the slums so violence isn't anything new#and let's not start on Sua#leave her aloneeeeeee
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I hope you like whatever flavor you try^^ it's cute to think about you just melting like you say, just an adorable little mess that can't handle the heat around here hehe. It should start cooling down cause its fall and stuff, but honestly i cant tell its fall until its night time. Then it gets freezing as shit lol. Omg alien stage is amazing! It's kinda a a story told through music videos and stuff about a dystopian future with aliens who took over and use humans as entertainment/pets, especially in the music scene. Ivan is a character, he's super cool and is basically a nepo baby lol. He loves my favorite character, till. Till is basically a delinquent aggressive kinda guy that likes this other girl, mizi, though mizi is a lesbian im pretty sure. She was in love with another girl named sua and they were nice together^^ im not too into yuri ships, but their dynamic was beautiful. Till and ivans was more sad than not, cause till was always after mizi- he even went back in the middle of escaping ankt garden with ivan cause he didnt wanna leave without her. They didn't escape and ivan went back but it was such a sad scene omg. Like he loves you so much, you two can finally have freedom together, and he went back for mizi...he's such a boy-failure, I wanna strangle him so bad (kinda like you~) /pos. In alien stage, they also have an artbook that reveals a lot of lore. There's one character, Luka, who was literally bred for the music competition stuff. He has congenital heart failure as a result of all the manipulation they did to his DNA and he's literally batshit and the worst and I hate him so fucking fucking much omg.
-ike<3
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aaa omg I think I knew Till's name as well ! Well, kind of, I heard of what I'm assuming is their ship name 'Ivantill' ? or something simillar ? I thought it was like, antill or something . I couldn't really remember and just thought it was another characters name !
omg That sounds really interesting !! I think I actually saw a edit of him with the song Nepo Baby by Fox SZN / Danny Gonzalez lol I think I've heard of them too, I think they mentioned the creators of like the each of them are dating, which I think it was cute !! Aaa It sounds really, sad and intense, I have a feeling that I would probably cry over it ! um ! wow ! You want to strangle me ? (â¸â¸ŕšďšŕšâ¸â¸) His backstory sounds really sad, but he also doesn't sound . the nicest . D: !
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sua blinks at the other, smile tugging at the corner of her mouth at the wink. âthat you are.â she says slowly. seolhee certainly is personable. sua can understand why people like her and why they watch her. she can understand why the viewers thought itâd be fun for them to interact; with seolheeâs bubblyness and suaâs deadpan quips, itâs a dynamic that people would be interested in. âthanks,â she muses, letting out a light little laugh. âyouâve got your work cut out for you.â sua quips jokingly.Â
yeah, makes sense. sua thinks. âlavender is niceâŚâ she comments quietly, trailing off, straightening up a bit as seolhee scans her over. shifting uncomfortably under the otherâs gaze for a moment, a tense little what? about to leave her mouth before the other begins to speak again. blinking at the assumption, she gives a little frown, glancing down at herself, then back up. âpink is a classic.â she defends, straightening up. she knows she doesnât have a lot of color in her outfit right nowâ she still gives a bit of a huff and a half pout, none the less.Â
flinching a bit at the excitement, sua gives a surprised little chuckle, watching the girl ruffle through her bag with barely concealed amusement. when she presents the case, sua leans over a bit to see, letting out an interested little ooh! at the sight of it. âit is cute. i like this one.â she points to one of them in the corner, her eyes immediately going to it. âcats are funâ mysterious too. makes me sad that iâm allergic.â that wonât stop her ever though. if a cat gives her the time of day, sheâll be indulgingâ sneezing fits or not. leaning back again, she shifts a bit, though she stills at the mention of rats. blinking, she snaps her fingers with an âoh! i know what youâre talking about. theyâre so cute. funky little critters.â sua gives a little giggle at the thought of it, the corners of her eyes crinkling with the force of her smile.Â
with the next question, her smile dims a bit, and she shakes her head. âno.â she pouts. âmy apartment doesnât allow it i donât thinkâ or the pet fee is stupidly high. i canât remember.â another sip of her drink. âand honestly, theyâre expensive. i want one in the future though. one day.â if streaming kicks off enough for her one day so she can make an earning off of it or if sheâs able to finally get herself into art school of some sort. maybe then. thinking about another question (so hard. twenty questions has never been her thing), sua bites at her lip. âwhat did you want to be when you were like, a kid? i wanted to be a fisherman.â she admits, cracking a little smile.
"that's because i am very nice!" seolhee says with a wink and a small laugh. she nods along to the other's words. she figured sua was a little shyer than most. it's fine. seolhee would just have to work a little harder to make her comfortable. "it's okay to be shy, i'll be outgoing enough for the both of us!" she smiles again, hoping she's making sua feel comfortable.
seolhee hums, taking another sip of the drink, trying to stomach the bitter taste. she nods at sua's response. "mine too! i love pink! but i also really like lavender." she stares at the other girl, looking her up and down. she chuckles a bit, "i never would of pictured you to like pink to be honest. you seem so cool! i would of guessed black, or maybe even blue?" she places her drink down, and smiles again at sua. "i guess it's true! every girl likes pink after all."
seolhee continues to lightly hum, taking notice of sua's movements. the other girl seemed to calm down a bit. seolhee's pleased, glad she was able to make the other girl even a little more comfortable. sua asks a question and seolhee almost squeals with excitement. "cats! i love cats! i even have them on my phone case!" she grabs her bag that was hanging off the side of her chair and begins to dig. she lets out a small aha, when she finds what she was looking for. she places her phone on the table, showing off the case. "isn't it so cute?" seolhee smiles again, showing off her phone case. it's clear, showing off the black color of her phone, but little orange tabby's are scattered around the case. she listen's to sua's response, grabbing her drink yet again and chewing discreetly on the straw, faking that she took a sip. "hamsters are cute too! i love the memes of them, they always look so silly." she nods again, "i also like the videos of, i think they're rats? when the owners make them dance like a noodle. those are so cute!" she laughs again, delighted. "do you own any hamsters? or any pet? i'm currently petless!" she says as she exaggerates a frown.
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poly relationship ask follow up: i know you've already done a handong series but dongie's my fave currently so i was wondering if you'd be down to do a really fluffy poly relationship headcannon with reader (gender neutral), handong, and gahyeon?
and if it's not too much, would you be willing to do the same kind of headcannon but with sua instead gahyeon, too?
it's okay if you can only do one though or if you aren't up for either, i have other ideas in mind for dreamcatcher headcannons and reactions, too. i'd be grateful to get any dreamcatcher content right now lol
sorry if this ask was a bit much. not many writers have requests open, write for dreamcatcher, write something other than smut, or have really good quality work anymore so you're one of the few writers left on this site who's work i really enjoy and i like you as a blogger/person too ^_^
Hello anonnie and thank you for the ask! Iâm sorry it took so long and iâm sorry if youâve forgotten about it. I had a lot on my plate but finally enough time to get it done. If you see this I really hope you like it. My requests for reactions remain open, they sometimes just take a long time because of life and commitments, im sorry about that
Handong & Gahyeon
This dynamic is so fun
Both of them are so cute with you
But lowkey tsun with each otherÂ
Gahyeon likes to tease you a lot
If you get mushy with her or say cute thighs
Sheâll tease you for being so soft
But she secretly loves it and it makes her heart skip a beat
Meanwhile Handong will be mushy with you
In front of other people sheâs a little more quiet
But when it's just you and her sheâll quietly tell you all the things she loves about you while she rests her head on your shoulder
When itâs the three of you Handong still likes to get mushy
She likes to say sweet things that make you a little flustered
And likes when you do it back
And Gahyeon will tease the two of you about it
But the she keeps looking over and pouting until you call her over
And you get her to settle between the two of you while you cuddle with the and tell her how precious she is and how much you love her
They both like cute datesÂ
Cafes and pretty restaurants where you sit and talk for hours
Walks through the park, especially once the leaves start to change
Also doing cute photoshoots with each other any time you find a pretty location or get to the perfect spot when the sun is setting
When youâre upset Gahyeon likes to comfort you
Sheâll give you lots of hugs and ask what kinds of snacks you want
And sheâll put one of your favourite comfort movies and focus on making the evening comfy or you
And when Handong comes in sheâll ask what happened
Theyâll both listen to you as you tell them all of your stresses
And Handong will always find something helpful to say while she squeezes your hands and kisses your forehead
Nighttime will see you cuddled between the two of them while they mumble good nights and remind that they love you so so much
Handong & Sua
Like above Handong is super sweet with you
She likes to be quietly sappy with you
When people are around sheâs quiet about it, quick squeezes of your hand and glances at you
Bora brings so much excitable energy to the dynamic
She likes to burst in on the two of you being sappy
Any time she does it she either teases you both for being in love
Nevermind the fact that sheâs head over heels for you both
Or she jumps on top of both of you to join in with the affection
She always makes the two of you giggle and laugh as you try and catch her to keep her from falling right off the couch
They plan different kinds of dates
Handong likes pretty picnics in the park
Bora will look for fun or energetic activities
When they plan together you end up going hiking
Itâs tiring but the view is worth it and they pick trails that all of you can manage
When youâre all having a lazy day youâll pile onto the couch together
And pick a fun movie to watch while you eat snacks
Bora will bring out your excitable side
Likes to get you up and jumping around
And Handong is dramatic about it as she rolls her eyes or looks at you both with so much faux judgment
When you have a bad day they both want to comfort you
They will listen to all your problems
Handong will restrain Bora from going out and beating up whoever upset you
Bora will hold you protectively and assure that everything will be okay
And Handong will give good advice to help you decide what to do if youâre in a difficult situation
Theyâll end the night by holding you tight
Handong caressing your cheek while Bora squeezes you in her arms and they make sure you feel loved
#dreamcatcher imagines#dreamcatcher fluff#handong imagines#handong fluff#sua imagines#sua fluff#bora imagines#bora fluff#kim bora imagines#gahyeon imagines#gahyeon fluff#lee gahyeon imagines#han dong imagines#dreamcatcher reactions#sua reactions#handong reactions#gahyeon reactions
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Ok so Sua might've also captured my heart đđ May I request another scenario but this time with her? Also 8th member reader. Sua in Boca era was just absolutely e t h e r e a l (ngl she always looks ethereal) so maybe the girls are also in like another show or just a vlive and reader cant help but stare at Sua bc đĽ°đđ she gets called out and goes "i'm admiring art" or smthing smoother than that djebdksn then Sua gets flustered? Thanks again for your time, feel free to change anything â
Attraction
(Honestly Sua is soft af even though she puts on this tough and loud act. I didnât exactly write this in Boca era because I kinda wanna bring a bit more comedy so who better to add than Savage Handong? Anyways, this is in reference to that one Handong and Sua Vlive. This was a really short and fun (Get it? Since Bora is short and fun?) one to write tbh hence yaâll are getting this early even though I said I was gonna be resting.
Edit: I love the fact that the few requests that I got are just chances for me to throw pickup lines and be as cheesy as I want to be.)
Word count: About 1.2k
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Huffing loudly in frustration, you held your head in your hand and let out a long whine only to cut it off when you catch a head turn sharply to face you from the corner of your eye. Looking up and away from your homework to meet the otherâs gaze, you gave a sheepish smile and mouthed out a sorry before going back to your notes. âWhat was that?â You hear a hum before a hand gestured for you to sit next to her. âThat... is our cute (y/n)!â Pouting when you realized that you have to make an appearance, you picked up your notes and sat next to Handong as the camera was turned to you. Winking as you gave a little two fingered salute, you gave a quick greeting to the fans watching the live. Now with another person in the live, Handong easily kept the flow of the vlive by bothering you with questions until you pouted to her and gave a soft shove. âUnnie! Iâm trying to finish my homework, you promised that you would help me with it too!â Whining yet again, you laid your head on Handongâs arm and looked to the camera again to entertain the chat. âSomnias, Korean language is really hard.â Picking up your open notebook, you covered your face with it fully knowing Handong was staring at you and your antics, silently judging.
Hearing the door open, you jolt up and turned to the door in fear that it was your manager coming in to reprimand you for your lax posture while your notebook slid off your face and onto the ground. Seeing a familiar face, you relaxed and bent down to pick up your book while the figure made her way into the room, closing the door behind her. Seeing the confused look on Boraâs face, Handong chuckled as the other girl greeted the stream. You set your book back on the table before focusing on what the other two women were talking about.
âI was studying.â
âUpstairs?â
âYeah, upstairs.â
Picking up your pen, you directed your attention back to your work and begin working on it taking advantage that there is one more added member to entertain the audience. Every now and again, you would give quick glances to Bora who while talking, rested a free hand on your shoulder. Feeling more pressure on your shoulder as the woman leaned down a little to come into view of the camera, you turned your attention away from your work to look at Bora as she laughed.
âAh, I look like a thief.â Hearing Bora whine right next to you, you casually turned back to your work and chipped in on her comment. âUnnie, I think you are one.â There was a pause of silence before Boraâs voice rang out loudly in the small room and both you and Handong flinched from the volume. âWhat?!â
Daringly turning and looking at Bora right in the eye, you winked. âYou stole my heart, unnie.â There was an awkward silence as you feel both your elderâs eyes staring right at you while you held your breath and gave the camera another wink. A shrill screech started right next to your ear as you flinched once again and tried to escape while Bora started laughing and shaking you in your seat to cover her embarrassment from being flustered by your sudden pickup line. Hiding behind her books and avoiding the camera from seeing her face that was slowly turning red, she started playfully hitting your arms and back. Fully knowing that Handong was just sitting and watching the whole scene happen, you pretend to try crawl into her lap to run away and as expected, Bora followed you and pulled the Chinese woman into her hug.
Relaxing only after the eldest released both of you, you slinked back into your seat and attempted once again to try to answer the questions on your homework. You knew what it meant when you were called by Handong into the livestream while you were doing your homework but this was a nice distraction to get your mind off the confusing assignments. Halfheartedly rereading through the same question over and over again, your attention was directed towards Bora whenever she talks. It got to the point where you were just staring at Bora as she animatedly converses with Handong, and the comments were starting to fill up about the fact that you were strangely silent and just observing. When Handong turned back to read the comments, she flicked her gaze onto you before voicing it out teasingly. Unaware of it, both Bora and you started looking between one another, Handong and the camera.
Opening and closing your mouth, you tried to find an excuse for your staring but the truth was the only reason to speak your mind. âDongie unnie is right, you look beautiful. Iâm just merely admiring art.â Confidently, you looked Bora in her widened eyes once again with a little smirk this time and shrugged. Raising both her eyebrows while her mouth hung open, Handong blanched at the scene before her, silently wondering what she did in life to have to be put through playing third wheel in the little games you played. Handongâs reaction was expected to you, but what you didnât expect was narrowly dodging a book to your face and taking the hit with your shoulder.
âYouâre being weird!â Boraâs shout was the only warning you got to raise your hands to block before a rain of hits of the book came down upon you. Flinching, chuckling and letting out a series of âow!â whenever a hit landed, you shoved yourself out of the chair to dodge her wrath. There was a standoff moment but the second you saw Bora take a menacing step towards you, you playfully screamed and started running out of frame and towards the door. Taking a risk to stop and turn behind you, there was only a short few seconds where you caught Handong staring judgingly towards you before Bora came barreling into you. Reaching blindly behind you to open the door as the woman continued to land her hits, a loud yelp escaped both of you as the door opened and gave way, causing you to fall backwards and Bora to fall onto you.
Sighing as the both of you let out another series of yells and laughter, Handong shook her head and gave her attention back to the livestream. It was to be expected, when an unstoppable force like Bora came into contact with yet another unstoppable force like you. In fact Handong believed that the dynamics that you both have, pushed one another along to go faster, further and longer. It wasnât bad per say, but for someone that valued her peace, having the both of your together would just end in her having a headache. Speaking of which, she could feel the beginning of the ache starting at the back of her head as she was reading out a comment and was interrupted by shouts from outside the room. After it happened a few times, Handong decided that it was enough of an attempt for today and would probably do everyone good, specifically their managers if she went to break you two apart before you get another noise complaint.
As the chinese woman was giving her goodbye greetings, yet another shrill shriek echoed in the background as she sighed once again and glared out the open door. âReally... these two.â
#dreamcatcher imagines#sua imagines#sua x reader#sua fluff#sua crack#this is a short one#but like I was having fun writing this#this is more of a one shot crack#hope ya'll enjoy
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DREAMCATCHER reactions s/o wanting to be submissive
Request:Â oohhh could u plss write a dreamcatcherâs reaction to their gf/s/o wanting to be submissive? ty ty :)
A/N: SInce I have a seperate blog for NSFW content this request is going to be SFW. I have an nsfw version drafted on the other blog. For future reference if you are requesting nsfw content on this blog please put that in your requests. I hope you enjoy! đ
Jiu: Minji didnât mind at all. In fact, you never actually had a conversation about it. Sheâs a natural leader and fell into being the dominant one in your relationship practically from the start. Youâd always ask her for guidance whether that meant a big decision or even something as small as having her pick what you both ate for lunch. You found comfort in having her take care of you and guide you, because it made you feel safe. Kim Minji made you feel safe.
Sua: Bora is a little like Minji, no deep conversation, the dynamic just kind of molded itself from the start. She is just so naturally caring and nurturing that she took the lead with you from the jump. You relied on her in so many ways and it made her happy that you looked to her for comfort and love. Bora always does her best to make sure youâre happy and well taken care of. And in the same vein you take care of her in the best ways you can
Siyeon:Â SIyeon is the type to give you a lot of love and likes making you feel safe. Just because you like to be the submissive one in the relationship doesnât mean you donât look after her too. She actually enjoys how submissive you are in their relationship and still find ways to baby her when she needs it. Your dynamic is well balanced and absolutely full of love.
Handong: Dongie is rather reserved so she doesnât really know how to take the lead with you at first. Eventually she realizes that she doesnât have to be aggressive so to speak in order to make you feel like a submissive. Once she realizes that you being submissive mostly had to do with your reliance on her for emotional, mental, and physical support things fell into place. It became easier for her to handle because Dong is 100% reliable and for all her calmness, she definitely makes you feel comfortable and protected.
Yoohyeon:Â Yoohyeon has more of a submissive personality than the other members so she finds it a little refreshing that you wanted to be the submissive one. On one side if she you both feel like you need a dominant then you two might seek a third for your relationship. On the other, if you donât want to add anyone else to your relationship then you both make compromises on certain things in order to fulfill the roles each of you may need respectively. Regardless of what you choose, when Yoohyeonâs bratty side comes out it never fails to fluster you.
Dami: Yubin doesnât actually realise just how good she is at being your dominant. Like Handong, at first she wonders if she can give you what you want without having to change her personality. The thing is, you wouldnât have brought it up if you felt like she was incapable. She had already been giving you what you needed, you just didnât make your desire to be her submissive known until a little later on. Yubin always has and always will be your safe place.
Gahyeon: Contrary to what you might have thought when you met Gahyeon for the first time, she is the perfect dominant for you. When you met she smiled at you so cutely that you thought she might be even more submissive than you. However, the more you got to know her the less worried about it you got. When you brought up wanting to be submissive with actual words it made her blush, but realistically that dynamic was already set between you and you told her as much. She was reliable and protective of you, and sensitive enough that you could also take care of her in your own way.
#Girl group reactions#Dreamcatcher reactions#Jiu reactions#Sua reactions#Siyeon reactions#Handong reactions#Yoohyeon reactions#Dami reactions#Gahyeon reactions#Kim Minji reactions#Kim Bora reactions#Lee Siyeon reactions#Han Dong reactions#Kim Yoohyeon reactions#Lee Yubin reactions#Lee Gahyeon reactions#sfw#MooStarOnce
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Howdy Jerico! Please forgive me if I mistyped anyone :')
đ - How do you help each other with everyday things?
For Drift
â¤ď¸ Gush about (Y/N)
for Optimus
đ - Whatâs one really cute/cool thing that (Y/N) does?
Dino/Mirage
đ - Do you like to pamper them?
For Jazz
Clover @tex-treasures
Drift:
"Ah well, theres so much I do..., jerico has a bit of a short memorie when stressed, so whenever she is in a hurry or I know shes going to be in a hurry ill prepare the things I know shes prone to forget, be it a water bottle, phone charger, face mask..
Now as to what she helps me with? She likes to polish my armor and helmet, or swords, and whenever my alt mode gets muddy she helps me clean it, in winter? Not so much--"
Optimus:
"Gush? Oh boy, shes not going to let me live this one down...
What I like most about jerico is her warm personality, after all the things ive been through, after I betrayed the autobots..,she looks at me like, how do you humans put it...?, hung the moon and stars, there it is.
She also has the prettiest optics...,sorry, the prettiest eyes ive ever seen, though im aware human irises dont shine, hers look like she has two suns...if the sun was green, that is...
I love her so much, im so lucky to love her, and to have her love in return.."
Dino: (cw/j: a lot of italian words bcs him and I share heritage (JERItage) and im gonna make it half of our shipp dynamic, Youve been warned)
"Ah!what cute or Cool things MĂo amore (My love) does? Theres so Many things she does!.
When shes confused she tilts her head a lot! Like the cutest cucciola (female puppy in italian) youve ever seen!
When she flaps her hands whenever shes happy? That things makes my spark go BOOM. Shes so cute!
Her laugh is so loud and hearty, shes so genuine and so true to herself, dear allspark mi fa mangiare dal palmo della sua mano (she's got me eating from the palm of her hand) and im not complaining!.
la amo cosĂŹ tanto (I love her so much)"
Jazz:
"I love to pamper my bae!
I know she likes trinkets, so every mission we go I like to take something from It, much to everyones dismay (look I take a lot of time 'cause it got to be perfect for my babe!, sue me).
Late night drives, banging music at full volume, or sit quietly in my alt mode, (prefferably somewhere scenic away from the city)
She also likes to listen to me sing, and what my baby wants she gets!. "
(âĄâĄâĄ)
And after that awful Word play in mirages part I am taking my leave/j.
You didnt mispell anything, even if you did I wouldnt get mad uwu, Thank you for the ask clover!!
Only Moots ok to rb.
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Requested by: anon
Saviour
pairings: fem!reader x Lee Gahyeon
warnings: a/b/o dynamics (alpha!reader and omega!gahyeon), brief sexual harassment, swearing
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"For fuck's sake⌠It reeks the scent of omegas in here."
You grumbled while scanning the packed rooftop. The cold breeze of the wind was not enough to hide the pheromones which resulted in you being annoyed as hell.
"Oh come on, Y/n," Siyeon chuckles while wrapping an arm around your shoulder. "Stop being such a party-pooper."
You just scoffed in disbelief and just let the latter drag you into a group of familiar girls. Their idle chatter fades away as they spot Siyeon with a pleasing look on her face, but laughters begin to erupt when they see you tailing behind her unwillingly.
"Yah! Y/n's not looking good, huh?" Sua claimed as she swirls the liquor on her hand.Â
You just rolled your eyes and sat at the opposite side of the table. Siyeon lets you throw a 'tantrum' like how she describes it whilst making herself comfortable as she sat beside Sua. She immediately warms up into the older's body, cradling her cheek and giving it a light kiss.Â
Meanwhile, you cringed at the sight which didn't go unnoticed by the other alpha sitting close to you.
"You can go and puke yourself out," Moonbyul teased. A wavering sigh comes out from you as the two betas across you continued to display their affection with each other.
"Thanks for the advice," You snickered at the woman's dry humor.Â
Moonbyul suddenly emits her scent which made your eyebrows furrow. This made a few omegas nearby quiver weakly until a certain woman near in 30s walked by hastily and succumbed into the alpha's embrace. Then, the older's pheromones abruptly fades away, thanks to the help of the breeze of the cold wind.Â
"A new mate?" You asked, still confused at the latter's previous actions.Â
"Yeah, but with the tone of your voice, you're making it look like I had a lot of them before." Moonbyul remarked as she let the unknown omega crawl into her lap.
You just smirked and shrugged your shoulders, "I mean, who knowsâŚ"
The latter lets out a soft chuckle before burying her face into the crook of the omega's neck. You shook your head with a hint of amusement, it was rare for the older to be 'touchy' with her mates as you previously observed through the years you've been together. Moonbyul was always private and kept her affections behind closed doors, she also rarely becomes possessive until it's needed. That's why the sight in front of you is surely a new thing to see. Nevertheless, you just let her be.
The night is still young as you scanned your eyes through the open view of the city. The balcony began to be filled with people who were invited as well to the party, though you never knew who even ran the event in the first place since you were just forced to be here by Siyeon.
"Why don't you have a mate yet?"
You unconsciously winced at Moonbyul's unexpected question. The thought of having one just didn't sit right with you, Siyeon even calls you 'coward' because of it.
"I already told you guys that I'm capable of not having one," you deadpanned, rolling your eyes in the process. "And, their scent is⌠unpleasant."
The latter chuckled before replying, "Yeah, right. It's you and your prideful ass again."
You just sighed and averted your gaze from her, the smell of pheromones once again creeps into your nostrils.
'Ahh, I shouldn't have come here...'
Siyeon suddenly stood up from her seat with Sua clinging on one of her arms, she gave you a smile before asking, "Do you want us to grab some drinks for you?"
"Hmm, just a glass of wine is enough."Â
The latter nodded then excused Sua and herself instantly. You smirked mentally then glanced at Moonbyul who was occupied by pampering her omega. It was a good opportunity for you to sneak out, in the spur of the moment, you stood up and immediately strutted towards the exit of the rooftop. A lingering smile was written on your lips as you successfully avoided making contact with anyone, the smell of pheromones were also getting weaker at each step that you make whilst heading to the elevator.
It was all going smoothly until you heard faint shouts coming from the restroom, which is approximately one corridor away from your location. You frowned at the sudden dilemma.
"You've got to be kidding meâŚ" you mumbled under your breath while you hesitantly looked at the elevator then back to the sounds of intrusion at the restroom.
"You'll just uh⌠take a look, Y/n. Just a quick look."
After a minute of internal struggle, you decided to check on the place as you walked carefully towards the restroom. The shouts earlier became weak cries of help instead which worried you even more.
When you reached the door and pushed it open, you were greeted by a strong scent possibly coming from an alpha. You saw a man pinning a certain girl against the sink as tears flowed freely on her delicate face. With one look, you immediately knew that the girl was being forced by the bastard who's clearly enjoying himself.
Your blood boiled at the sight that you couldn't help but to shove the man away from the poor girl and land a harsh punch on his face.Â
"Fuck! What the hell is your problemâ" you cut him off by kicking him on his crotch which made the alpha drop on his knees while he groaned in pain.
"Serves you right," you scowled with no sympathy. "Are you that desperate that you can't even find an omega who you don't need to ravish against their will? You're fucking pathetic."
You gave the man a last punch before he instantly passed out.Â
"Rot in hell, assholeâŚ"
You accidentally released your vigorous scent due to the anger that you had felt. This made the trembling girl nearby whimper silently, her cheeks are painted with light red hues.
Your attention immediately turns to the omega who's in a fragile state, the latter was breathing heavily as tears continued to slip down her cheeks. You carefully approached the girl, "Hey, it's okay now. I promise he'll never bother you anymore."
"T-Thank youâŚ"Â
You couldn't help but purse your lips as you get a whiff of her mellow scent. It was strangely⌠soothing.
"Uhm, do you have any friends that I can call?" you asked, crouching down to meet her wary gaze.
The latter couldn't manage to form her words because of her hiccups and sniffles. You reached out your hand to wipe the tears on her cheeks, feeling her leaning slightly against it cutely.Â
The two of you stayed in that position for a while, not until she looked up through her lashes with her lips formed into a tiny pout, "D-Don't leave me, p-pleaseâŚ"
"Uh, sure," you mumbled softly. "I, uhm, I won't leave until you say so."
The girl nodded, appreciating your given comfort. She was starting to feel lightheaded due to the amount of alpha pheromones that she had inhaled for the past few minutes. And before you could notice it, the latter leans into your embrace while speaking indistinctly.
"...I think I'm going to pass out soonâ"
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You sighed for the nth time while carrying the unconscious omega in your arms. After she passed out in the restroom, you didn't have a choice but to bring her in your own house. You even tried unlocking her phone to find her emergency contacts but to no avail.
The whole process of assisting her to your home was almost a mess. You called your butlers, maids, and even your own personal doctor. You honestly didn't know what to do, after laying the girl down in one of the guest rooms, you left her in the care of your servants before fleeing out of the room.
ring ring ring
You fished out your phone and Siyeon's name greeted you in a flash. You chuckled lightly before pressing the decline icon, "You'll have to wait, unnieâŚ"
The feeling of guilt by leaving her in the party bugs you immediately. Nevertheless, you decided to just send the older a text.
"I already got home, sorry. Something urgent came up."
You groaned quietly before leading yourself to your bedroom, which is a few rooms away from the guest room that the certain omega was occupying. Kicking your shoes off, you instantly plopped yourself into the mattress and began rethinking your life decisions.
'How did I even get into this kind of situation⌠I hope she can rest well, getting taken advantage of can really cause some stress and even traumaâŚ'
Suddenly, a few knocks interrupted you from your thoughts. You averted your gaze into your bedroom's door before speaking up, "Come in."
In walks your personal doctor, he had a gentle smile on his face as he opened the door and proceeded to sit on one of your armchairs nearby.
"The woman that you had brought just needs a little rest. I also think that she's nearing her first heat cycle," Chan stated.
"Wait, what? First?" you asked, confused at the unexpected information.Â
"What do you mean by her first?"
Chan looks at you then vaguely answers, "Her first heat."
Your jaw slacked unknowingly, that explains why the girl looked too naive and how she couldn't control the intensity of her scent.
"I see⌠I'll just check on her, you can go now. Thank you for coming right away."
You sat up from your bed as Chan stood up on his feet. You guided the man outside and asked one of your chauffeur to drive him home. Bidding a final goodbye to the latter, you watched the car leave out of your residency.Â
One of your servants, Jeongyeon, walks up to you to inform you that the omega in your guest room had woken up already. With a timid nod, you walked briskly towards the said room and knocked on the wooden surface.Â
"Hey, how are you feeling?" you opened the door slowly, you glanced at the girl who's now sitting on the edge of the bed.
She was emitting her scent once again, but it didn't matter. You have enough self-control.
"Better⌠C-Can I atleast know y-your name?" she muttered subtly, avoiding to meet your gaze.Â
"Y/n. You can call me Y/n. How about you? You've been under my care for a few hours now and I still don't know your name."
You sat beside her, but within a safe distance so the latter wouldn't feel uncomfortable if ever.
"Thank you, Y/n. And⌠my name is Gahyeon," she finally looked straight into your eyes, and that's when you realized how gorgeous the woman in front of you.
Her eyes reeked an aura of innocence, and the way the tip of her lips curve was really cute for you. Her hair was in a vivid color of purple which really suited her perfectly.Â
It was the first time you admired someone other than your closest friends.
"...Gahyeon," her name swiftly rolls off your tongue.
The latter blushes as she realized that you were muttering her name for a while now. Your dazed look also makes her giggle slightly, snapping you out of your thoughts.
"Oh, sorry," you scratched your nape sheepishly. "But, are you sure that you're okay now? I can get you anything that you want right now, just tell me."
Gahyeon just chuckled at your sudden blabberings, she decided to thank you non-verbally before pressing a quick peck on your cheek.
"Thank you again, Y/n or should I call you my Saviour?"
You froze up and couldn't answer her question due to her previous gesture.
'Oh hell no, why am I getting flustered? Ah shit, shit, shitâ'
"Then you're my saviour it is."
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(a/n: i didn't put a 'the end' CUZ i want to make a part 2 of this but with a soft smut, maybe something about gahyeon's first heat, still not sure tho. VOTE 'saviour pt.2' in my asks and when it reaches 5-10 votes i'll do it hihi)
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out of curiosity do you write for gahyeon? if so can i get some GahSing dynamics :)) gahyeon is like Brat Central to me honestly
đ id love to write for gahyeon!! and yess gahsing are so cute :( the scenario that comes to mind with them is when i look back at that one video with gahyeon with how she acted when siyeon ordered to her do something vs when sua did. sooo maybe brat gah and her two doms? siyeon, a soft dom who calls her baby and pampers her and is all âhm, wont you be a good girl for me?â and then thereâs bora, who wonât hesitate to put their sub over her lap and spank her when she acts up, but becomes as sweet as siyeon in their aftercare. gahyeon who sleeps with her head in boraâs chest and siyeons arms wrapped over her and bora and who loves her girlfriends more than anything.
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