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sxcret-garden · 1 year ago

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Ateez when they're jealous ღ NSFW Edition [M]

ღ Ateez all members x fem-bodied!reader ღ genre: smut, headcanons (dom-sub dynamics in some parts, semi-public sex in some parts, most of them get more or less possessive) ღ warnings: alcohol consumption in some parts

Author's note: Maybe I went a liiiittle overboard with this.... maybe I'm also very tempted to turn one of these into a full fic....

Hongjoong:

He's usually one to deal with his jealousy in a very adult manner and simply talk it out with you. However, after coming home jealous one day and having what was probably the best sex in your relationship up until that point, you've made an arrangement to deal with your jealousy in the bedroom. So it's really become more of a game to him than a pestering feeling to get rid of asap. And today as well, after you've spent a little too much time (in his opinion) having a very engaged conversation with the cute waiter of your regular place to get dinner, Hongjoong can't wait to get home and to drag you off to his bed. And that's exactly what he does, as you're filled with expectation because you didn't exactly miss the evil smirks he's been giving you throughout dinner, and you could guess what would be coming once you're home. He's moving slowly as he crawls on top of you, brushing his lips against yours in teasing kisses, and then telling you to strip naked for him. Will be the biggest little shit ever as he touches you in all the ways he knows will rile you up, and has you cursing underneath him when he pulls his fingers out of you just as you're about to cum. "You're gonna have to beg for it, babe," he whispers, licking his fingers clean. "I'm not gonna let you cum until I know you can't take it anymore."

Seonghwa:

Is so shocked when after weeks of suffering he finally figures out that seeing you with your male best friend makes him jealous, that he impulsively decides to get (almost blackout) drunk. What he forgot to consider was that you were scheduled to make dinner with him at his place, and so when you walk in on him having downed what's probably his third bottle of soju you're definitely mad at him. Wondering whether it'd even make sense to try to reason with your drunk boyfriend, you do eventually end up scolding him, but the second you're within reach he pulls you down onto his sofa, crawling on top of you. He's blushing from the alcohol, and usually you'd have found that cute, but today the cold stare he gives you makes you shiver. Worriedly, you ask what's wrong with him, and finally he explains. "I'm jealous. Like really jealous of your best friend. And drinking it away wasn't the best choice but right now I just need to make you mine." You're not sure if you should be impressed how in control he is for the amount he drank or if you should just be insanely turned on by his words, but when you give him permission with a nod it's not like he leaves you any time to think about this further anyway. Has you both naked in no time and pins you down as he fucks you rough, and if you think he'll be satisfied with giving you just one or two orgasms that night, you couldn't be more wrong.

Yunho:

Doesn't get jealous ever, except for that one time when you had only just started dating and were still in a bit of an awkward phase of figuring everything out together. Now usually he doesn't mind you going out to see your other guy friends, he has no reason to worry about that because he trusts you to never betray him. However, who he doesn't trust is that one guy who very obviously has a crush on you and he wouldn't put it past him to try to steal you away. And so he even went so far as to warn you about it, but you just brushed it off, defending the other guy and saying he's just a friend. And well, when one night your boyfriend witnesses how that guy drops you off at Yunho's place and he's being just a little too touchy before he hugs you goodbye, that's when the jealousy sets in. Needless to say he's upset when you walk inside, and not knowing what to do with that feeling, he simply kisses you. And it's a passionate kiss filled with need, the kind of kiss you've never received from your boyfriend up until that point. Yet he takes the lead, and soon he pushes you up against a wall, hands roaming your body and his lips nipping at your throat. "I don't ever want to see that guy touching you like that again," he mutters, rolling his clothed hard on against your hips, making you throw your head back. "You're mine and nobody else's." When he feels you going limp in his hold and all you can do is agree and whine at his touch, he takes you right then and there, proving to you that nobody could ever make you feel as good as he can.

Yeosang:

When he's jealous he needs reassurance above all else, especially towards the beginning of your relationship. The only problem is that he's kinda slow at figuring out that he's jealous, and so it's often you who picks up the cues before he does. And you know he tends to get sulky and avoidant when he feels bad but can't quite put his finger on why, so one day you decide to try to help him out of that. And so you approach him, telling him straightforward that you want to have sex with him. And pulling him out of his bubble takes a while of hesitation from his side, but when you take him by the hand to walk him to your bedroom, he doesn't protest. Crawling on top of him and making out with him, you wait until you can feel him somewhat relax underneath you. Your fingers of one hand tangled in his hair while the other roams his toned upper body has him melting underneath you, and just then you ask him whether he's jealous, in the sweetest tone you can muster. "I... I think so," he mumbles. "Do you need me to prove to you that I only want you?" you ask, and Yeosang nods. And you'd be surprised how quickly he can go from desperately clinging to you as you get him off slowly, humming praises for your boyfriend, to him flipping your positions around and with a "Sorry, I need this now" he starts thrusting into you, hard and slow. The pace as well as him suddenly taking charge of the situation makes you see stars, and his desperate but possessive groans could make you cum right then and there.

San:

Seems more helpless than anything else the second he comes back from picking up some takeout coffee for the both of you when he sees a complete stranger flirting with you, and you doing nothing to ward the guy off. And of course he'd be jealous at the sight, but he decides to play the tough guy for now, telling the guy off as he approaches. "Dude, what are you doing flirting with my girlfriend?" He puts an emphasis on his last word, and his voice sounds darker than usual. And though the stranger leaves immediately and you two continue your date as usual, something's off about San once you arrive home. Dragging you off to the bedroom by the sleeve of your shirt, he doesn't say anything and doesn't let you see his face right until he has you pinned to the bed, hovering above you and pressing a fiery kiss to your lips. Clothes don't stay on for long, and when he finally has his hips snapping into you, you have to slow him down from how rough he's being. "Fuck, that guy pissed me off," he mutters as he buries his face in your neck, leaving his mark there. When he has you coming undone underneath him, he doesn't stop, continuing to fuck you towards your next high, and your head starts to spin when you hear his next words, growled into your ear, "Don't ever flirt with another man again. Don't even look at someone else, or do you think anyone else could ever fuck you this good?"

Mingi:

Well if he isn't a wild card idk what. Gets jealous rather easily, and from him sulking like a kid to him taking charge and dragging you off to the nearest secluded space, anything could happen. It entirely depends on his mood that day, and a bit on the situation too. Mingi definitely needs you to comfort him if it's the former option, but the good news is that he'll be fine rather quickly after you assure him he has nothing to worry about. However, after you've been dating for a while and he's internalized that you're not gonna let someone else take you away from him, that helplessness soon turns into anger at whatever guy is flirting with you. And so one night when you're out with friends, all being a bit tipsy and this one guy just won't stop giving you all of his attention, Mingi eventually shoots up from his seat and drags you to the restrooms without an explanation. Kisses you feverishly after locking up the stall he entered with you, and only when you ask him what's wrong he gives you an explanation. "I don't like the way that guy looks at you. It pisses me off," he hisses, before going right back to kissing you. His hand finding your core underneath your clothes in no time, he starts fingering you, even teasing you about how you're already wet for him, and eventually he'll flip you around so he can grind his clothed bulge against your ass as he gets you off, relishing in the way you're desperately trying to suppress all noises.

Wooyoung:

Big switch energy so this can go one of two ways, but after the initial deep conversation you had about jealousy and how you can trust each other despite that feeling sometimes arising, the one thing that's for sure is that you're gonna resolve it with sex. Even when the jealousy is barely even there, just like earlier today when you had commented to your boyfriend on how handsome one of Wooyoung's friends looks in his latest insta post, he doesn't miss the opportunity to seek proof that at the end of the day you only have eyes for him. "And what about me?" he'll asks as he walks up to you from behind, hands put on your waist and his lips ghosting above your neck. The tone of his voice gives his intentions away immediately, and it doesn't take long for him to spin you around in his hold so he could kiss you, dragging you off to the nearest surface to have sex with you on (whether that's the bed, the sofa, or the dining table he doesn't care). And it really all depends on your mood whether he'll pin you against it, making you beg for him until he's satisfied, or put all the power into your hands and let you have his way with him until he's the one whining for your touch. One way or the other, the reason for his jealousy will soon be forgotten, because now all that matters is you and him chasing pleasure together.

Jongho:

You're at a party hosted by a mutual friend of yours, and from the moment you dressed up at home you've known that your outfit choice today is doing something to your boyfriend from the looks he's been giving you. You like the attention, you're not gonna lie, and you can imagine what this night will lead to once you're back in the comfort of your own home, after making him stare at you all evening. However, what you didn't expect were the death glares he's been giving one of your male childhood friends who's been occupying you ever since you walked into that party. You know Jongho isn't the type to get jealous easily, but when he does he usually struggles with expressing it. However, you also know your boyfriend will usually do the right thing anyway, and so when he pulls you into the empty kitchen and locks the door behind himself, you expect him to simply tell you about his feelings. What you certainly do not expect is him backing you up against a counter with a possessive stare glued to your lips. "What's wrong...?" Kisses you instead of answering your question and makes your head spin from the way he runs his hands down your body alone. There's need and anger behind his actions, and in no time he has you pressed up against the kitchen counter, facing the wall now, both your pants and underwear pulled down just enough so he could fuck you from behind, teasing you with just his tip until he has you begging for more, and this really is just what he needed to alleviate his unnecessary feelings of jealousy...

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pali-writes-atiny-bit · 9 months ago

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Who You Belong To

Pairing: Chan x afab!reader

Summary: when you're at an after party and Chan doesn't show you enough attention you start acting up. OR wherein you learn actions have consequences Chan fuck the brattiness out of you

WC: ~1.95k

Content Warnings: 18+ MDNI. Established relationship, Dom/sub dynamics, degradation, spanking, spreader bar, name calling (Babygirl, princess, slut, sweet girl , pretty girl, baby, daddy), unprotected piv sex (please practice safe sex irl), hair pulling, overstimulation, squirting, aftercare (let me know if I missed any, please and thank you)

A/N: this just kinda popped into my head last night and I really needed to get it out there. Kinda sorta proofed but not really.

You're at an awards show party with Chan and the rest of Stray Kids. You've been there for a couple of hours now and you're growing bored. You're all dolled up but Chan has been too busy mingling to pay you much attention.

In your boredom you decide to flirt with some of the other male idols. Surely that will catch his attention. Although you've been nothing but appropriate, you're pushing the boundaries. When you catch him watching you with his jaw clenched, you smirk. You meet his eyes and see the dark warning flashing in them before turning away.

You're standing talking to Hongjoong, your hand resting on his arm when Chan comes striding over. He greets Hongjoong with a nod before excusing the both of you. He drags you by your arm to the side of the event hall with a grip just shy of bruising.

"Chan! I wasn't done talking to Hongjoong!" you turn to face him and try to pull your arm free. A muscle ticks in his jaw and instead of letting go, he tugs you closer causing you to stumble over your tall heels.

He hisses into your ear, "I think you've done plenty of talking for the night. Don't think I don't know what you you've been doing. I'll deal with you when you get home. You have 10 minutes before we leave."

A frisson of equal parts fear and anticipation surges through you. When he releases you and strides off, most likely to bid goodbye to the other members, you release a breath you hadn't realized you were holding. Just what you gotten yourself into.

The car ride home was silent but you could feel the simmering energy crackling between the two of you. When you get back to your shared apartment, he ushers you in. When the door closes, he cages you against, hands on either side of your head, and kisses you deeply until you moan.

When he withdraws, he fixes you with a stare. "I think I need to remind you who you belong to, babygirl. 5 minutes. I want you naked and on the bed on all fours." He swats your ass as you scurry off.

You're undressed and in position within the first minute, but he makes you wait. You can't help the wetness that's already gathering between your thighs in anticipation.

After 5 minutes are up, you hear him enter the room. The bed dips down behind you and he sets something down. You feel the familiar sensation of a leather cuff being wrapped around first one ankle and then the other. He slides a few fingers under the cuffs to check the tightness. Satisfied you won't lose circulation, he clicks open the spreader bar and you gasp.

This is something you've only talked about, and not actually tried yet. The bar has wrist cuffs too, and he draws your wrists between your legs and attaches first one wrist then the other. Without your hands, you're forced to rest on your chest and shoulders. It's not exactly comfortable on your neck, so he props you up on a couple of pillows, then steps back.

"Princess, you look so pretty all trussed up for me."

You runs a hand over your perfectly presented ass and your shiver. "You were flirting with all those other guys, with Joongie, but they don't get to see you like this, do they, slut?"

When you don't answer, he lands two harsh smacks in quick successions, first one cheek then the other.

"No, they don't," you bite out.

Another smack, "no what?"

"No, daddy!" you squeal.

He caresses your flesh with his palm, lovingly. Reverently. "That's right. I think 15 more ought to remind you who you belong to. Count!"

He brings his hand down and you bite out "one!"

He strikes again in the other cheek. "Two!"

He alternates sides, sometimes hitting the top of your ass, or the bottom where it meets your flesh. By 10, you're sobbing and your make up is ruined with tear streaks. "Please! I'm sorry, daddy!"

"Oh, you will be," he growls.

By the time you reach 14, your ass is a beautiful red and warm to the touch but your cunt is absolutely dripping. He soothes your skin with his palms and you moan.

"One more, babygirl," he says. Your thighs quiver with anticipation. You steel yourself for the strike, but this time he slaps your pussy, finger tips just grazing your clit. You jerk in shock and scream "Fifteen!"

He runs a few fingers through your folds and moans. "Fuck, princess, you're absolutely soaked. Did you enjoy that?"

You shake your head vehemently, and he chuckles. "Your head says no, but your body says yes."

"Who does this pussy belong to?" he asks as he sinks two fingers into your wet heat. Your mouth falls open and you let out a filthy moan.

"You, daddy! My pussy is yours. Please fill your pussy," you beg.

He withdraws his fingers and you hear the clink of his belt unbuckling. He quickly sheds his clothing and your feel the bed dip behind you again as he lines himself up.

His hands grip your hips so tightly you're sure to bruise. You both let out a hiss as he pushes inside you, taking his sweer time entering you. You're soaking wet, but he knows he's big. You moan when he is fully seated. His girth stretches you deliciously while the tip of his cock presses against your cervix.

"You take me so well, baby girl," he says as he draws his hips back. Your walls grip his length, trying to suck him back in.

He draws back until just the tip is inside, before slamming back into you. He repeats these motions again and again, slowly increasing the pace until he he's pounding into you.

You cry out and he says, "Is this it? Is this what you wanted baby girl? You wanted me to remind you who this cunt belongs to?"

"Y-y-ye-yes!" you wail.

"I'm going to make sure this pussy is molded to my cock, pretty girl."

His words make you clench around his cock. "I want to cum... I need to cum," you beg, pulling against your bonds.

"You'd better hold it until I say, baby girl," he says slowing his thrusts. "If you cum without permission, you'll be cumming until you beg me to stop."

You want to be good for him, for your daddy. You're trying your hardest to hold on but his fat cock is hitting your gummy spot just right with each thrust.

"I can't! Please, daddy!" You beg. "Please can I- fuuuuuuck!" You scream.

Before he can grant you permission, he delivers a particularly sharp thrust that has you falling apart on his cock.

"Oh babygirl... you were so close. But you still came without permission."

He continues driving into you as your walls flutter and pulse around him. The sensitivity from your first orgasm has you quickly climbing to a second peak.

You mind goes hazy with pleasure. Each snap of his hips punches a moan from your lips which are parted and drooling. It isn't long before you fall apart a second time.

He stops thrusting, and places a hand on the base of your skull gathering a handful of your hair. Taking care not to pull your roots too much, he hauls you up against him.

Your eyes are closed and you're panting. Your walls still quivering around his cock with aftershocks.

"Color, babygirl?"

"Green," you moan breathlessly.

That's all he needs to hear before he begins thrusting into you from below. With the change in angle he's hitting a new spot inside you.

He threads his other hand in front of you and gently presses against your lower belly. He groans at the feeling of his cock pressing against his hand each time he bottoms out. The added pressure makes you feel so full. You're hurtling towards your third orgasm.

He can feel how your cunt is tightening, bearing down around him. He slides his hand down and circles your clit.

"Cum for me baby. Cum on my cock again!"

You jerk at the contact and scream as your vision whites out and your hearing fades. You cum around him again, squirting and flooding the sheets below you.

You're shattered. Your soul scattered. You don't think you've ever cum so hard in your life.

When you come back to your senses, you're lying on your back. Your wrists and ankles are unbound and Chan is kneeling between your thighs, rubbing soothing circles into your skin.

When he sees you coming back to earth, he wraps your legs around your waist and presses a thumb to your clit. You hiss at the overstimulation, tears gathering in the corners of your eyes.

He pauses and looks at your with his brow furrowed in concen.

"Color?"

You're so tired and truthfully you don't know how much more you can take. You take a deep breath and whisper, "yellow, daddy."

"Okay princess. You've been so good. Do you think you can give me one more? Daddy wants to cum with you."

You let your gaze roam over him. You know that if you say no, he'll stop immediately. But you look at his cock which is red and angry, covered in your cream and twitching with need. He's so good to you. You want, no, you need him to cum with you.

"Please fill me with your cum, daddy."

"My sweet girl," he moans as he sheathes himself inside your core once more. He closes his eyes and tips his head back. "Shit, you feel so good princess."

His thrusts are slow, almost gentle. You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him closer. He begins rambling as his thrusts grow erratic.

"You took your punishment so well. Fuck. My perfect girl. You're made for me."

You moan and clench around him at his praise causing him to groan in response. "I love you, babygirl. I'm going to fill you up!"

He thrusts two more times before he stills deep inside you. You feel his hot cum painting your walls and the feeling triggers your own release. You cum around him a final time with a wail, "I love you too, daddy!"

You cling to him as your contracting walls milk his cock. When your orgasm fades, you all but slump to the mattress, exhausted.

Chan extracts himself from your limbs and pulls out. He walks to the bathroom and you hear the sounds of water beginning to fill the tub. He returns with a glass of water and a warm, wet washcloth.

He helps you drink the glass of water and then begins cleaning you up, taking care with your sensitive, swollen folds.

You're mostly asleep by the time he finishes and picks you up bridal style. He carries you to the bathroom. With your eyes still closed you murmur, "I'm sorry for being a brat, daddy."

He kisses your head whispers "I love it when you're a brat."

He places you on the toilet so you can pee and then settles you into the bathtub. He changes the sheets while you relax before sliding into the tub behind you.

He holds you and whispers sweet nothings in your ear. And when you fall asleep, he dries you off, dresses you in one of his t shirts and tucks you into bed.

He kisses your forehead and whispers how much he loves you. He loves when you're a brat. And he loves when he gets to fuck it out of you.

@daydreams-after-dark

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star-suh · 2 months ago

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Feisty

Kim Hongjoong x Male Reader

cw: mafia au, bratt-ish bottom hongjoong, dom-ish top reader, enemies to lovers, degradation, slapping, implied masochist hongjoong, choking, marking, handjob, spit as lube, honjoong has three orgasms, fingering, bareback, breeding.

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hongjoong and yn worked in the same mafia as bodyguards but they didn’t like each other, apparent preferences and misunderstandings led them to develop some hatred for each other.

one day they were left guarding a suitcase from their boss in the latter’s mansion. “stay here in the mansion while i’m away and take care of the suitcase” hongjoong said in a mocking tone white walking in one of the halls. “so childish” yn blurted out, provoking the smaller one. “shut up asshole” hongjoong stormed his way towards the kitchen looking for something to eat.

minutes later yn was in a room watching tv with the suitcase right in front of him, in a little table. hongjoong then came and sat on the couch “fuck, this couch is uncomfortable. why does such a rich guy keep this trash”. “stop complaining oh my god” yn responded trying to focus back on the tv. “what to do.. what to do” hongjoong tapped his fingers on one of the couch’s arms. he kept rummaging around the room trying to find something to stop being bored.

“can you just stop, you’re being loud” yn said with some anger in his tone. “i don’t really care, i’m bored” hongjoong spat back. “goddammit at least shut the fuck up for a while” yn rubbed his temples trying to keep his composure. “i. don’t. give. a. FUCK.” hongjoong talked back again “if you want me to shut up then you have to make me”. right afterwards he said that yn stood up and walked towards hongjoong and easily pinned him down against the floor. “you’re not that full of shit huh” hongjoong spoke making yn realize he was provoking him. “imagine if they came back right now and saw us like this” hongjoong took a breath and continued laughing like he was crazy. pissed off, yn put one of his hands on hongjoong’s neck putting some pressure on it. “how was that?” yn asked turning hongjoong around just to see a big tent between his pants, “kinky bitch” he muttered.

gasping for some air and with a flustered face hongjoong demanded something “you have to take responsibility for this” he grabbed yn by the back of his neck and kissed him. at first yn resisted but then gave in. their tongues intertwining each other, playing with each other’s saliva that spilled down the corners of their mouths. the kiss turned into something wild, they were hungry for each other.”all this hate was your form of disguise that you wanted me to slut you out, isn’t it” yn said in between kisses that went down hongjoong’s neck, “i can say the same about you” he guided yn’s head to kiss and leave hickeys on his neck and collarbones, “mark me a lot, i don’t give a fuck”.

the room was filled with moans and sloppy kisses, their clothed bulges rubbing against each other, craving to be freed from their pants. button by button hongjoong’s shirt was discarded, his belt was thrown away and pants were unzipped and pulled down. they kept kissing while yn stroke the other, his slick dick covered in spit. hongjoong moans echoed in the room. hongjoong started to feel the sensation on his lower stomach. he thrusted on yn’s hand that was tightly wrapped around hongjoong’s dick, his balls slapping against it. as if it was some type of fountain the smaller one came, spurting semen around him and flowing down the other’s hand.

yn’s dick was aching, wanting to be released too but he can’t comply to his needs, what if someone really comes now, one of them has to distract whoever came so the other can get dressed. hongjoon’s hand brushed yn’s bulge but he slapped it away “why?” he asks, “just don’t, be a good boy” was yn’s response.

“so boring.. do something then”. yn introduced his fingers on yn’s mouth, making gag on them, “slick them well, if you don’t wanna get hurt”, hongjoong nodded. yn’s digits entered the other’s back entrance first one, then two, then three, every finger drawing a louder moan out of hongjoong’s mouth. “please faster, i’ll be a good whore but go faster” hongjoong started stroking again, chasing another release. “keep doing that hngh.. please” yn’s hand accelerated its pace, opening hongjoon’s tight walls. “be quiet” yn demanded covering hongjoong’s mouth with his hand. his eyes rolled back while his hands went up and down his glistening shaft. a loud grunt left the bottom’s mouth, while yn completely ravaged his hole he once again covered his abdomen with white ropes, his body having little spasms “goddammit i feel as if my soul left my body” he muttered while trying to regain his breath. “now clean yourself and get dressed” yn cleaned his fingers while hongjoong went to the bathroom “don’t ever tell anyone what happened here or i’ll kill you” he threatened yn who just laughed at him.

the fun didn’t end there, wanting to release his sperm too yn just forgot about the suitcase mission and went into the shower with hongjoong who got his ass railed and agape, dripping with yn’s cum while his own was on the glass walls of the shower, “i fucking hate that you’re so fucking hot.. i hate you so much” hongjoong said in between kisses, “i hate you too annoying little elf”. ”take that back or i’ll kill you, i’m serious right now” yn swear he can see smoke coming out of his ears, “you’re full of shit hongjoong”.

both guys kept their fuck-buddy relationship, fucking here and there in the mansion when no one was around, sometimes with hongjoong power bottoming yn or him using restraints and punishments against hongjoong.

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justaaveragereader · 1 year ago

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Slashtober 🔪|| Invisible Man Hongjoong

Pairing: Hongjoong x Reader

Word Count: 3.8k

Warnings: Choking, MeanDom!Hongjoong, Pussy Slapping, Man Handling, Degradation, Spanking, Unprotected Sex, Name Calling (Whore, Slut..), Stomach Bulge, Rough Sex, Mirror Sex, Consensual Sex, If I Missed Anything.. Let Me Know…👀!

A/N: They are all slashers so all of them are going to be boarder lining mean doms Or just mean doms🤪😁.

Slashtober Masterlist

NSFW UNDER CUT🔞 MDNI!!!

The first new neighbor was Kim Hongjoong, devilish eyes, sharp nose, and pristine clean man. With a huge moving truck across the street you couldn’t help but get curious as to who was moving in. You quickly made way to introduce yourself, wanting to befriend the hot, and hopefully single male. He was out on his lawn instructing the movers where to place his boxes in his home. With arms full of water bottles you stood by the curb.

“Hello! I hope I’m not disturbing you, but I saw you were new to the neighborhood. I just wanted to stop over and introduce myself, and also offer some water as I see you all are working ha-..”

He turned around to look at you and you trailed off into your sentence, mind completely blanking by his visuals. He was even hotter up close.

“Why hello!” His voice was higher than you expected yet it was still so attractive like the rest of him. From that day forward. Anytime you saw him outside you went out of your way to greet Hongjoong, you learned he had no wife, no kids, he owned the home he was living in. You never saw anyone leave in or out, so you assumed he had no girlfriend either. He did leave at odd times of the night, sometimes not returning til late a.m. you had assumed his job as an artist made him have odd hours.

As more neighbors started to pile into the neighborhood the weirder things got, you noticed no matter how many times you closed your bedroom window, it was always left open a crack. Strange white residue would be left on your mirror. Certain clothing items would be missing. Yet you never felt the need to investigate what went on. Blaming it on your lack of caffeine, along with your lack of sleep. One night you had awoken to the buttons to your night shirt popping open slowly, your eyes literally watching them undo themselves. Too stunned to move you watch the last button pop. The creaking of your mattress falls upon your deaf ears, stunned by the sight in front of you. Nothing. Absolutely nothing is there, nothing you can see, nothing you can make out. Nothing. Your heavy breathing is the only sound heard, besides the late night crickets making noise out your cracked window. The cool autumn breeze blows through, causing you to shiver.

The indentation on your bed should’ve clicked in your head but when you looked forward at the mirror all you saw was yourself panting and out of breath. Deciding it was best you lay back down, forcing yourself to go to sleep. If this was a dream you were definitely not going to entertain it any longer.

As morning came your window was still yet cracked, the room now cold with the autumn air, and your bed messily tossed around. Looking out of your window, you see him once again. Raking the leaves on his lawn, Kim Hongjoong. While you stand and gawk at him it never registers in your mind that your night shirt is completely unbuttoned, your bra just completely out for everyone to see. It’s almost like he senses you looking at him. Turning from the leaves he looks up at you, shooting you a toothy grin, waving his one nail manicured hand at you. You smile back, clearly dumbstruck at his warm smile. The breeze of air flows in, blowing your shirt back, the nipply feeling in your skin causes you to look down, embarrassment creeping up at your neck, when you look up, Hongjoong isn’t there. The pile of leaves are scattered, no signs of every being raked. Wrapping your arms around yourself, you step away from the window. Proceeding to get ready, as you walk to your bathroom you notice that weird white residue on the lower half of the mirror, letting out a huff you start your normal routine of getting items to clean the mirror, while struggling to find an outfit for the day.

It was always at night time when things got weird for you. The window always cracked open at night, your pajamas would randomly be off. You were convinced you truly were going insane. That was till everything snowballed one night. Those light touches turned into firm grasps, your airways would at times become cut off like something was blocking them. Your cunt would ache like it had just got rammed the night prior. Yet you always woke up with a chipper attitude, a small limp in your walk but a bright, relieved smile nonetheless. Tonight was no different, you heard the window crack, not even bothering to turn over, you remained still. Trying to level your breathing out as you feel the cool air invade your warm space. The small creaks of your floorboards can be heard. Suddenly a cold object touches your ankle, causing your body to flinch. Your leg shoots close to your chest, eyes open wide trying to make out whatever was in the dark. You saw absolutely nothing, were you truly losing your mind? Had you gone off the deep end?

“What are you..?” You whisper out quietly, you hear the bed creak as if something sat on it, yet you are on high alert with fear it doesn’t register in your mind. You feel an object touch your shoulder pushing you down harshly. Your body submits easily, you’ve done this same song and dance numerous times. Yet this was always the thrilling part, the part where you would try to piece together what or who was doing this. A high pitched laugh can be heard through the room, causing your body to attempt to sit up just to be pushed back down.

“I’m the best thing that’s happened to you slut.” A voice suddenly speaks out, you feel your legs shift open the bed dipping with each movement. A cool sensation runs up and down your warm fleshy thighs. You let out a small whimper, so easily submitting yourself to whatever it was that was making you walk like your legs were two over cooked noodles in the morning.

“You like this don’t you? Needy whore.” Hongjoong pushes his thumb down on your clit through your pajama pants, he’s been doing this so long with you he knows your body, and what it likes. He knows it so well, he can be deprived of all senses and he’d still know how to work your body. You let out a small moan, cocking your legs open more. Morals tossed aside for something you continuously thought was a dream. His thumb rubbing small circles amongst your clit, drawing our small noises from you. You were always so pretty when you made those sweet noises for him. Drawing his hand away from your cunt, he gets more comfortable between your legs. The lack of feeling him for a split second has you whining instantly. Bringing his hand down to your clothed pussy he gives it a slap. Causing your body to jerk up from the sudden action. If only you could see how his eyes darkened when he saw how well you responded to that action, waking up an inner demon in him.

“You want me to keep going? You’ll spread your legs for anything that crawls into this room huh.” He cackles out, mind now fueled with one thing, and one thing only. He was going to completely ruin your pretty ass, and he was going to make sure if you even had the ability to get up and walk the next day, you’d be walking with a limp. The noises that continue to leave your throat as he man handles you, pulling you to sit up so he can swiftly unbutton your shirt. He’s tossing you around like you are nothing more than a flesh light that he is lubing up getting ready to use.

Pulling you to the floor, your night shirt rides up your back, as your shirt is completely unbuttoned your bra is on display once again for whatever is pulling you down. Dragging you in front of the mirror, panting with nerves due to not being able to see what was dragging you around effortlessly. Crushing your thighs together you are wound up from all the touching on the bed. Whatever is in the room with you. You feel its warm breath on your ear, causing your nails to dig into your thigh. Gripping your face he causes you to look into the mirror, you already look fucked out. Your face is slick with what you think is saliva, shirt hanging off of your shoulders faint bruising littered across your chest. You suddenly feel cool hands on your lower half, watching with full attention in the mirror you see your pajama shorts get pulled down slowly. Revealing your embarrassingly wet panties that are clinging to your folds. A warm breath hits your ear.

“Look at you, disgusting slut. You get this wet for just anybody?” A high pitched voice with a rough undertone speaks out into your ear. Your legs are spread open more. A hand grips your scalp tightly, cocking your head back. You look up at nothing, a high pitched chuckle that sends a shiver down your spine makes your blood curdle, but your lower stomach flips.

“I should fuck you with in a inch of your life you pathetic whore. Look at you, so fucked out for me and I haven’t even stuck my cock in you.” Letting go of your scalp, he pushes you on your stomach, snatching your night shirt off you, unhooking your bra so your breast fall free. A humming noise is heard behind you, Hongjoong grips his hard cock through his suit, not that you could see any of his movements. Pushing a thumb on your clothed clit hearing the soft squelching noise of your panties being squashed between your moist lower lips. You let out a small moan, not wanting to give whatever it was the satisfaction of hearing your moans. You feel a heavy weight slap your ass, knowing you will have a welt on your cheek in the morning. Letting out a choked out moan your body shivers from the impact.

“Look in the mirror, whore. Look at yourself, pussy dripping for something you can’t even see. Are you always this easy?” He hisses out, gripping the back of your neck, bringing his lips down to your ear, the sweet scented breath engulfing your senses.

“Answer me!” He growls out into your ear, your eyes rolling back at the glimpse you catch in the mirror, your body angled in such a way yet it was just you in the mirror. You choke out a sob through your moan. His hand coming down to slap your ass, jiggling your ass cheek in his hand. Mounerving your body so when you are face first to the mirror. Hiking your hips up so your back arches, pulling you panties down behind your knees. The cool autumn air hits your hot core. Causing you to let out a small gasp. His hand wraps around your throat making you collide with his broad chest. Back curved, breast on display, panties pulled down to behind your knees.

“Pitiful slut, how many others have you had in this wet cunt of yours?” Letting his thumb roll around on your clit, you bite your lip trying your best to remain conscious as to what is going on around you. His hand swiftly comes down giving your pussy a slap. Causing your body to jerk forward, you would've fallen forward if it wasn’t for Hongjoongs tight hold on your throat. Gripping his hand tighter blocking your oxygen off, the way he’s flicking his fingers on your clit though, you could care less how your body is being deprived of oxygen. Your hands fly to try to grab the invisible figure as your vision starts getting blurry, yet the way an orgasm is coursing through your veins you should care more but the feeling of fear is what pushes you over the edge. Letting out a choked out cry, your toes curl. Taking in a big breath of air, while Hongjoong still rubs slow circles over your pulsing clit. You flounder around on the floor trying to run from the invisible hand that you cannot see. His strong hand grips your hips keeping you in place.

“There are plenty of pathetic whores I could waste my time on, yet I’m here with you. Be a good girl and give me another one.” He grits into your ear, causing you to let out a whimper, gripping the small patch of carpet in front of your mirror, you glimpse up, seeing your back perfectly arched, you can see an indentation of a hand print of your ass cheek. Causing your mouth to moisten, you were drooling. Were you truly a sight to see. Letting out a choked on sob. You start pleading.

“Please please please..” you cry out, brain completely dried of any thoughts. He wanted you to cum again, yet you were begging for it. His hand comes down to slap your cunt. Your body lurching forward. His hand wrapping around your throat again, pulling you back to his chest, his firm grip on your throat was destined to leave a mark. His grip tightening with each breath you take.

“Be a good slut and spread your lips open.” He grits into your ear, tightening his hand slightly. Brain on autopilot you spread your mouth open slightly. His hand cracking down on your ass cheek, making you jolt in his firm grasp.

“You going dumb already on me slut? Spread those pussy lips for me, otherwise I will make sure your pathetic ass doesn’t cum again.” Tone the lowest it’s been since he’s been in the room. Bringing your hand down to your sopping cunt you spread your lips open. Your fingers glistening with your slick. His hand tightens even more causing you to let out a choked on whimper.

“Look at yourself…” the hand that is wrapped around your throat jerks your head up, your body is flush with sweat, your fingers holding open your slick lips, eyes glazed over. You looked like eight days of blissful rain. His hand comes down to smack your spread open cunt. Causing your body to arch further into his grasp. Your fingers lip away from holding your lips open. His hand jerks your neck back, so you are flush against his body.

“Hold them lips open baby, if you don’t it’ll only get worse from here.” He whispers into your ear. Nibbling on your earlobe. Nodding in his tight grasp you move to open your lips back up, slick fingers making a quiet squelching noise. His hand comes back down to slap your cunt.

“Start counting slut. If you count like a good girl I will make it worth your while baby girl.” He grunts, digging his hard cock into your naked ass cheek. Bringing his hand down, slapping your cunt once more.

“O-one..” you stutter out.

“Wrong!” Bringing his hand down faster, smacking your cunt a little harder than last time.

“How many times did I smack your wet little cunt before this?” He says tilting your face up with his index finger that is tightly laced around your throat giving it a small squeeze. Shutting your eyes, your body shivers with neediness.

“Twice! Twice!” You choke out, tears streaming down your face.

“Please…plea-se.” You hiccup out.

“Please fuck me.” Your fingers still spreading your glistening cunt open, juices running down your inner thighs. Letting out a growl at your begging he lets go of your throat, shoving your head into the carpet, placing a hand onto your back, arching you even further. You feel a weight on your back, his body covers your own.

“Only because you beg so pretty.” He unzips a small section of his suit, letting his cock spring free, the way you are bent in the mirror you aren’t able to see the flesh of his cock. You still see nothing. Tapping his cock against your slick folds, he rubs his head over your puffy, red clit. Letting out a mockingly coo at you. Sliding his heavy cock in between your folds slickening himself up before sliding in, causing you to let out a loud moan. Your hands instantly gripping the plush carpet beneath you. Grabbing one of your hips, while keeping a hand on your lower back so you are perfectly arched. He lets out a hissing noise.

“Fuuuckkkk…” Hongjoong groans out, trying his best not to blow his load already. Your tight walls were strangling his cock. How was he supposed to last long? Gripping your neck he pulls you flush against him. He had to make this fast.

“Look at yourself baby, go ahead and look at yourself.” He grits into your ear, driving his hips up, you instantly let out a mewl. Picking your head up you look at yourself, stomach slightly bulged at the bottom, thick print of a cock in your stomach. Juices everywhere, drool on the side of your face, yeah, you definitely had a great night.

He slides out slightly before, placing a hand on your waist, bouncing your overly stimulated body on his cock. Your cunt grips him even tighter. His breathing getting heavier, your pussy felt like heaven. If he had to keep you locked up for his keepings best believe he would. Your loud screams can be easily heard from outside, Hongjoong did leave the window cracked open for them all to hear.

Slowing his hips down, as he pulls his cock slightly out, he pulls your body up, and slams you back down slowly. Making sure you feel every bulging vein drag through your warm wet walls. You can feel him pulsing in your cunt. You should be ashamed that you are getting off on God knows what but they way they are fucking you, you could care less. You are drooling over your breasts, you look in the mirror, seeing yourself being held up.

Shoving you to the floor, making sure when you lay face down all you get is a eye sight of your body being fucked. Sliding back in he lets out a groan. Slamming his hips back into you. Gripping the top of your ass cheeks to stabilize himself, so he can fuck you harder. He’s fucking you so good and so hard you can’t even feel the rug burn that’s beginning to set in on your knees. Your ass bounces off his suit, coating it in a shiny slick, the wet smacking noise is consistent with his thrusts.

“Fuck me! Oh my god…fuck me!” You shout your orgasm starting to creep up faster than you would like. Hunching his body over yours, he grabs a handful of your boob, his body weight on your neck feels delicious. His warm breath in your ear.

“I’m fucking you good aren’t I slut?” He grits out, cock still ramming into your squelching hole. You cry out, to what ever was fucking, warning them that you were close. Both hands come up to wrap around your throat, applying light pressure, causing your back to arch off the ground slightly, you can see your ass ricochet off of what is behind you. He’s holding you like he’s going to choke the life force out of you. Like you are nothing but dumb delicious putty in his hands. You can hear grunting filling the room over the wet skin smacking.

“You looking at yourself get fucked stupid slut?” He grits out, speeding up his hips resulting in your body to jolt forward with each thrust. Tears pour down your face, along with saliva. You truly were being fucked stupid. Biting his lip to prolong his orgasm, he tightens his hold on your throat, cutting your airways off. Your eyes roll back from the pleasure, cumming instantaneously. Your mouth drops open, drool pours out onto the plush rug beneath you. Hongjoongs hips speed up, his hands dropping from your throat, rag dolling your tightened cunt onto his heavy cock. Slamming his hips up once more he pulls out, shooting his load onto the mirror. Marking his territory, making sure you knew someone or something was there making you feel that good. Your head hits your rug immediately, passing out from your intense orgasms leaving Hongjoong to clean you up. Unzipping his suit slightly so he can let his sweaty skin breathe. He takes some of his dripping cum from the mirror and smears it across your puffy folds.

Marking you in as many ways as possible. Lifting you from the rug, he places you on your mattress. Tossing your clothes close to the side of your bed. Getting you comfortable on the bed, with no aftercare. He cracks open your window, zipping up the rest of his suit. Shimming his way back down the side of your house. Making sure to leave your window open just a crack.

The bright sun shining directly into your eye awakens you. As you crack open your eyes you are met with the sound of Hongjoong raking his leaves once more. Your body feels like it has been hit by a bus. Sitting up, limping your way to the bathroom, you don’t even care to think about why your clothes are off…last night was just a fever dream…right? Staring into your bathroom mirror, your lips perk up at the markings on your body..surely you aren’t crazy..? Whatever was here surely did a number on you, yet you couldn’t think of anything but the need for whatever it was to come back. Showering the stench of sweat off your body, you get dressed, and limp your way to where Hongjoong was raking leaves, from the corner of his eye he can see you limping. Trying to bite back his greedy smile, he turns around, acting startled at your appearance.

“Good Morning Neighbor!” He greets cheerfully.

You smile at him, rubbing your hands together, tugging your turtle neck up slightly to cover the markings on your neck.

“Good Morning Hongjoong! You are at it early this morning, aren’t you?”

He smiles at you briefly, internally he is boasting with joy, a shit eating grin being held back.

“I had a good night's rest last night, I feel really rejuvenated so I thought why not come out here and start the lawn early! How did you sleep? Restful, I hope?” He drops an octave at the last sentence, your body immediately littering with goosebumps. You smile at him telling him you slept all too well. Hopefully you will be able to sleep that well again. He tosses you a brief smile. Wrapping up the convo you bid him well, limping your way back to your house.

“Y/n! A good girl like you should always sleep well..” He calls out in a low tone. Your body immediately stops in your tracks. Turning around to look at Hongjoong who was nowhere to be seen. Looking around you see nothing, not even the pile of leaves he was raking together. Maybe the neighborhood was beginning to play tricks on you.

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potatomountain · 6 months ago

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For The Wolves

♦️pairing: Hongjoong x afab reader x yeosang

♦️wc: 4.1k

♦️au: rebel!teez, world Z

♦️genre: dystopian, pwp

♦️Summary: weeks without seeing the two rebels had you second guessing everything and a visit from the android guardians had you ready to flee anywhere else. But the two rebels who have your heart are determined to remind you that you're theirs

♦️warnings: mxm, bondage, a few whips, soft dom/switch Yeosang, hard dom Hongjoong, sub reader, dacryphilia (if you squint), some anxiety, dvp, oral (male receiving, male giving), threeway kiss, spanks, one slap to Yeosang, degradation, marking, praise, multiple orgasms (fem), penetration without a barrier. no pull out.

♦️AN: originally wasn't going to continue this, but it was one of my favorite works and @bunnliix wanted it for her birthday so happy birthday Lixie <3

♦️nets: @pirateeznet @mirohs-aurora-society

♦️Banner made by me | dividers made by @cafekitsune

♦️Part 1: To The Wolves | For other works: Masterlist

Just like that, you weren’t so willing to be with them any more. Yet you also couldn’t do anything about it. Weeks went by, your anger over the situation growing but also the pain, until you finally decided that maybe it was time to move shop.

The idea of packing up your clinic and going into hiding was strong after that night as if your senses had returned to you. How could you just let them ruin you like that? How could you enjoy it so much?

Your moral compass felt like it was spinning with no real direction and you lost yourself. The fact they left you before you had even fallen asleep, still covered in their cum, had cut deep.

They certainly ruined you, and you no longer liked the idea. You felt like a fool, one they used. Before you had given them an answer Hongjoong had gotten a call and then they were just gone.

Especially since the government had tightened their hold on your district. It was harder to help others, less and less finding your clinic safe as android guardians patrolled the area often.

Then it happened. The guardians came into your clinic, and messed with your things. They trashed the place, turning it upside down while you protested. Never before did you have a direct problem with them, having always gone through the legal channels for your supplies, registering your patients during working hours, and paying your bills and taxes on time.

Whatever they were looking for, they didn’t find, leaving you with a trashed place and saying it was your problem to replace what was broken

Spending the better part of the day and well into the night cleaning it up, you were frustrated enough tears kept pricking your eyes, making it hard to clean up the last room- your bedroom. You gave up on trying to hang up the clothes, kicking them in frustration into the closet and letting out a sob.

Just to have something pulled over your head. You cried out, immediately thrashing out to whoever put a hand over your mouth to muffle your loud curses. Your foot connected with something, a deep groan falling from the person’s lips and you thought you recognized it.

It felt like all you had worked for was destroyed just like your clinic and home. All the good you did was for naught. Was it not enough? Was it all their fault? If you had just kept your head down, would the guardians have just left you alone?

“If I ever see them again I’ll strangle them with my own two hands.” You hissed out, with one final kick getting the pile of clothes behind the door. “Stupid Hongjoong. Yeosang. Bet they’re the reason those fuckers were here. Don’t see them for weeks and yet I get the backlash??” Slamming the door shut, your limbs were shaking with growing rage.

“Easy Doll, don’t hurt Sangie too much.” Hongjoong whispered against your ear, holding the cloth bag over your head with a grip at the back of your neck as he tugged you back. You stumbled back against him, pissed that now was when they showed up.

So you kicked harder, swung your elbows back and connected with Hongjoong’s ribs multiple times. They scrambled back, throwing you on the bed as you curse at them specifically.

“What? Not happy to see us after the fun time we had the last time?”

“Fuck you.” You spat at Hongjoong once the bag was off, his hands now holding your wrists above your head while his knee held your legs still. Both of them looked quite different, their hair chained and something off about their aura. Or was this how they always were under the facade they had given you?

Surrounded on both sides though, held down by your wrists, and thighs, there was little you could do and truthfully, screaming would get you nowhere. People tended to mind their business this late thanks to all those raids that had happened.

Another thing to blame these two for.

Glaring at them both, and still squirming, Hongjoong looked you over with amusement while Yeosang slid onto the bed and took over his hold on you. “We heard the guardians were here.”

Your body tensed up at the reminder, turning your glare onto Yeosang. “So they were looking for you two?! Don’t see why when you haven’t been here for weeks! Bastards.” You hissed out, turning your glare to Hongjoong as he adjusted his black jacket.

“We’ve been here just… didn’t let you see us.” Yeosang spoke again, Hongjoong seemingly in his own world as he started humming, looking around at your trashed bedroom.

You scoffed, staring up at Yeosang trying to get a read on his expression. His jaw was tense, brows slightly knitted together, but there was some concern in his eyes. You pushed it aside. “I would’ve been fine without you! No reason to watch if you weren’t going to-” You cut the thought off, biting on your lip and turning your head away. You didn’t want to give them the satisfaction of knowing you were waiting for them.

And the idea of them ruining you again was still far too tempting.

Hongjoong’s smirk showed he knew it though. Turning back to you, he held up some rope and a few items that sent a shiver down your body. You should be scared, but your body remembered clearly the last time they had free control over your body. His smirk turned into a wide grin as if he knew. “We’re here now Doll, and I’m well aware you wanted to leave us.”

Yeosang’s hands tightened on you at his words, gaze intense and demanding you look at him but you wouldn’t. “Didn’t you like last time?” He pleaded a bit softly, which just had you swallowing the growing lump of anxiety in your throat.

“You left me… and got the stupid guardians involved with this area so no one comes to see me anymore. Like everyone knew what you did to me.” You whined out, defeated. What could you do though? They were rebels, they fought for a living, you healed people, and took care of others.

Hongjoong approached the bed again, on knee on the edge as he leaned over you. “It’s not that they’re scared of your clinic Doll, just this area. We wanted to offer you to come with us, have a clinic at our base- but you were going to run away from us?”

“N-no.” You immediately protested, staring him down in hopes he wouldn’t question it. Instead he slapped down the cord onto your thigh, the sting surging up through your body, as the sound rang through the room almost as loud as your sudden cry.

How wet it left you should be concerning, especially since it prompted the idea of testing Hongjoong to see how many times you can get him to bring the cord down on your backside. Yeosang’s soft hand rubbing the stinging flesh through your jeans just added to that desire.

Not wanting to give in just yet, you cried out again as Hongjoong brought the cord down on your other thigh, back arching as pleasure mixed with the pain. Pupils blown out, you stared up at him, panting, his brow raised questioningly.

“Don’t lie to us Baby.” Yeosang wasn’t really on your side for this, of course he wasn’t; but the contrast of hard dom and soft dom, pulling you every which way was exhilarating. Fuck they really had ruined you last time hadn’t they?

The smirks on their features told you they were well aware of their affect over you.

“I thought you didn’t care any more… after you used me.” You reluctantly admitted, shutting your eyes to hold back the tears that now threatened to fall. “Hated being here and thinking of you and the worst.”

You gave them no trouble at all as Yeosang stripped you of all your clothing, but took his time with your underwear while Hongjoong was now using padded cuffs to hold your wrists together. It was Yeosang’s deep hum as his fingers ran over the wet spot in your underwear that had you opening your eyes and looking down at him. He was staring intently as he pressed your panties between your wet folds, rubbing with two fingers to gather even more slick and rub your clit.

“Poor doll, we neglected you didn’t we?” Hongjoong’s voice lacked the condescension his words implied. “We’ll have to fix that. Sangie, undress her.”

At his leader’s command, your pants were pulled off as Hongjoong’s hand now held your wrist down. You were pliant under their touch, still heavily dejected and eager for them to hopefully wash it away. They would, right? Ease your worries?

Waiting with bated breath as he leaned in as if to taste, it was denied by Yeosang’s head getting pulled back by Hongjoong’s hand in his hair. “And what do you think you’re doing?”

“Wanna taste her. Didn’t get to last time.” He groaned out, still staring at your soaked panties.

“And I didn’t get to fuck her cunt last time either. I had been generous, even let you fill her up Sangie. Are you already dumbed out just from the thought of fucking her? Really are just a pretty face and a hot body aren’t you? No brain up there?” Hongjoong scolded before pushing his head away just to grab at his throat instead. “Be good and maybe you can fuck her with me.”

You could only watch the way Yeosang whined, staring up at Hongjoong and being pliant in his grip. Heat scorched between the two, making you squirm with a newfound need between them and attempting to lift your bound wrists for a touch but they were tied to the bed with the cord from earlier.

Hongjoong reached down and gripped your thigh to still you, tugging Yeosang closer to his face and smirking as Yeosang parted his lips for him. “If you want to taste something, you can fixate on my cock. Get it nice and wet for our pretty doll.”

Yeosang’s nod had you whining at the idea, aware you wanted it a little too much.

What the hell did they do to you? The question rang in your head as you could only watch Yeosang scramble to get Hongjoong’s pants open, hand still in his hair. Whether he was that eager to fuck you, or suck on him, it didn’t even matter: his eagerness was contagious.

“You’re not fixing it Joongie-” You whined out, eyes trained on the way Yeosang’s hand stroked Hongjoong’s now freed member, his mouth getting closer. “Feels like you’re just rubbing it in my face more.”

He smirked down at you, a hint of softness in the corner of his lips. “You’re right, doll, I shouldn’t neglect you. You’ve shown you stray if you don’t get attention.” He stopped Yeosang just to pull his pants down and off. Both of you watched as he positioned himself between your legs, pushing both up by the calves just to flip you onto your stomach. “But you’re not getting rewarded so easily either.”

With a few more harsh movements you were on your knees, arms pulled as tight as they could from the rope and bondage, the bag now back over your head but leaving your mouth uncovered. Not that it would make a difference, at this angle you could barely lift your head from the sheets beneath you; a disappointment since you couldn’t watch Yeosang suck off Hongjoong.

“Fuck, at least you know how to use your mouth.” He hissed, the sounds of slurping going right to your core and making you leak with how turned on you were. With a whine you shook your ass, begging to be touched, just to feel his hand slap your bare skin and send pain and pleasure up your spine. “Patient Doll.”

So you remained as still as you could, listening so intently to the sounds of Yeosang’s mouth on Hongjoong’s cock, trying to picture his lips on your cunt instead. The thought was dashed as you felt two fingers run over your folds, gathering up your slick and then roughly pushing in. With a cry you jolted forward a bit, just for another smack to your other cheek.

“So fucking needy. You’re just sucking in my fingers.” Hongjoong rasped out, thrusting the two fingers into you roughly but you didn’t mind the harshness. As long as he was touching you. “B-both of you are so needy and pathetic.”

You let out a whine in protest. “D-Don’t be so mean.”

“Oh?” Another harsh slap. “This is being nice, Doll. I told you last time, I liked how scared you were. Fuck the thought of you running from me, crying, just to pin you down and fuck you like a toy? Fuck it got me off so much. Had to use others, but no one else had that same fear.”

You couldn’t say anything about that, fear spiking your heartbeat but also adrenaline; excitement. If it was Hongjoong, you were sure you would let him and like it.

Yeosang pulled off Hongjoong’s cock with a pop, letting out a deep groan of protest. “We’re trying to convince her to come with us, not scare her off Captain.”

A slap rang through the air, your pussy clenching around his features at the sound, but it wasn’t you who took the impact. “Oh God.” You mumbled, desire fogging your brain. Did he slap his mouth? His ass? Was it Yeosang that slapped Hongjoong? Every single image had you clenching down.

“She’s not scared at all Sangie. I think she wants me to hit you again based on how much she’s trying not to fuck herself on my fingers.” A third was pushed in, a low moan escaping your lips and you instantly tensed, expecting the slap.

Instead he just smoothed over your ass before giving a light squeeze. “Get your clothes off, I want you under her when I make her cum. Want you to see who makes our Doll feel good. Not your pathetic self.”

The sound of Yeosang hurriedly slipping off the bed and pulling his clothes off was proof he enjoyed the way Hongjoong talked to him. You also liked how Hongjoong talked to him, as much as you liked Hongjoong talking down to you.

Well, mostly. You still had your reservations, your worries, that you weren’t much more than a toy. And while it definitely had you turned on and dripping around Hongjoong’s fingers, your heart felt heavy.

Only Yeosang’s words from a moment ago gave it any hope, enough that you pushed for more. “J-Joongie?” There was a desperation in your tone that left you feeling vulnerable, even as his fingers curled to rub your sweet spot, heat pooling in your lower belly and building towards a climax.

He must have known, his tone a bit softer as he asked “What is it Doll?”

“A-am I just a toy?”

He kissed your shoulder blade, tip of his cock rubbing against your folds and asking for entrance. “You belong with us. You’re made for us. Part of our pack- that’s where you belong.” He whispered against your shoulder, slowly pushing in.

His fingers came to a halt at your whimper, then were pulled out. “No, you aren’t. Maybe I have been too mean to you.” He rushed out, voice drifting away which just made your anxiety spike.

You were being lifted and moved before you could voice your concerns again, Yeosang’s familiar hands on your waist, his cheek pressed against yours as you were now laying on his chest. “You mean so much to us baby, I promise.”

“But-” You protest was cut off by lips on yours, hands running over your sides and knees parting yours more. You melted in Yeosang beneath you, relaxing even further as you felt Hongjoong’s hands on the curve of your ass and up your back.

Your moan was swallowed up hungrily by Yeosang’s lips, perfectly sandwiched between them as Hongjoong pushed his full length into you.

He let out a shaky breath against the back of your neck, reaching around to cup one of your breasts, fingers rolling your nipple between them. He tugged roughly just as he started a brutal pace with his cock, causing you to cry out against Yeosang’s lips.

The man beneath you moved his hands to your ass, spreading your cheeks and holding them still as Hongjoong’s pelvis slammed into yours over and over. Unable to keep kissing him, your head lulled to the side, drool and spit coming with you and now leaking onto Yeosang’s shoulder. “Taking him so well Baby, really just made for us.”

“J-Joongie~” The impending climax that had been building from his fingers was now back in reach.

“Gonna cream on my cock Doll? You’re clenching so hard- fuck so tight. You’re going to have to relax if you wanna take us both in this sweet pussy of yours though-” He laughed suddenly, a bit breathless, “-oh you like that idea?”

Yeosang groaned under you, lips now marring up your neck with little bites and hickies. He pulled back as Hongjoong grabbed you by the back of the head, a fist full of the bag and your hair, pulling so that you couldn’t hide your sounds against the man beneath you.

“Show Yeosang how good I fuck you Doll. How much you love my cock inside you.” Hongjoong practically growled the words out, demanding you cum for him.

It snapped that coil and you were cumming just as he said, jaw going slack and drool slipping out of the corner of your mouth as you cried out loudly for him. He fucked you through it, pulling you harshly back on his cock that just overstimulated you even further. Your arms thrashed, looking for something to grab onto and potentially pull away once Yeosang grabbed your hips and used his own strength to slam you back even harder on Hongjoong’s cock.

Tears were running down your cheeks, wetting the bag and having it stick to your skin as you cried for them. “T-too much! Too much!”

“Take it baby. Soak us. You can do it. I know you can.” Yeosang’s soft pleading beneath you was a stark contrast to Hongjoong’s degrading words behind you.

“Give me another Doll. Be a good fucking toy. Show me how pathetic you are for cock. For my cock.” With Yeosang holding your hips, Hongjoong’s free hand grabbed your throat, muffling your protests as the pain was becoming too much but also so pleasurable.

You came again, hard enough you pushed Hongjoong out of you and soaked them just as Yeosang asked. Sobbing as your body shook in their arms, you would have collapsed if not for their hold on you.

Seconds felt like minutes, small sobs still wrecking your body moments later as the sensations began to die down. Hongjoong removed his hands to rub your ass, running his nails over the reddened flesh and digging in on occasion. Yeosang however was showering you with soft kisses where he could reach, praising you under his breath for doing such a good job for them.

Only when the trembling of your muscles stopped did you feel Hongjoong’s cock press back against your sobbing hole. “You can fuck her now, but stretch her out for me.” He thrust in once, just to pull completely out with a happy sigh. “Want to mark her up so prettily.”

Yeosang didn’t hesitate to push his cock up into you, burying himself deep. “Oh fuck- baby.”

You whined, still a little too fucked out to form a coherent response. That climax had you seeing stars and you hadn’t fully crashed back to earth. It most definitely wasn’t happening with how good he felt inside you.

When he pushed a finger in, making your cunt even tighter around his cock, you let out another incoherent babble of a whine. He chuckled in your ear, pressing a kiss to your temple as he moved slowly. Long, deep, languid thrusts as he slowly stretched you out.

Soft moans and whimpers fell from your lips, regaining some energy and control from the harsh fucking you had just taken and simply enjoying the way he was moving. Though Hongjoong’s nails on your back, the trail of love bites, and his occasional slaps to your ass worked you up just as well.

Yeosang adding in a second finger had you drooling and feeling so full, but the third had you crying out a bit. “It’s okay baby, almost there. Don’t you want to take both of us?”

“Be a good hole to use?” Hongjoong nipped at the back of your neck roughly, tingles running down your spine.

“Y-yes please.” You whined out, pliant between them as you struggled to keep your breathing even.

Hongjoong laughed in your ear, Yeosang’s fingers out of your hole to be replaced by Hongjoong’s and he demanded a faster pace.

It was hard to focus as Yeosang matched Hongjoong’s pace, his own breathing picking up and little moans falling deliciously from his lips right against the bag around your head. You moaned out for him, turning your head to plead for a kiss. As his lips clashed with yours, Hongjoong’s fingers were gone and you were getting very full very fast.

He bottomed out, the three of you trembling and pausing your actions to adjust as your walls fluttered around them. Their gravelly groans, their tight grip on your body, Yeosang’s chest heaving beneath you, and their cocks pulsating inside- all of it felt more intense since you could only feel and hear.

“All ours Doll.”

“All ours.” Yeosang murmured against your lips, savoring your taste, just to have the bag ripped off your head and your throat grabbed. Your eyes locked onto Yeosang’s, stomach flipping at the pure fucked out expression he had, mouth covered in spit from your messy kisses and pupils blown wide.

Hongjoong’s visage was in your sight the next second, hard eyes boring into yours as he heavy breath fanned against your lips. “Say it.”

“A-all yours.” The words tumbled from your lips effortlessly, then again and again as Hongjoong’s soft lips were moving against yours. He didn’t pull away as he began to move, swallowing up your moans and breathing his own against yours.

Yeosang’s whines were louder, his hips bucking up to offset Hongjoong’s thrusts but match his pace. Muscles taunt against your breasts, held in place by them both as their pace picked up.

You felt so full, already ready to cum again but you were eager for their permission. You wanted their praise, their approval. Their love. Or as close to it as you could get at this moment.

“We’re yours too, you know.” Hongjoong mumbled softly against your lips as he pulled away, leaning back to fuck you even harder. “You belong to us-”

“And w-we belong to you.” Yeosang moaned out beneath you, stealing a sloppy kiss as you collapsed against him. Both of their hands were on your hips, Hongjoong’s resting over Yeosang’s possessively.

In the back of your mind, this whole scenario felt so filthy to you. But you couldn’t really care. You belonged to them and they belonged to you.

Whatever they had going on just fuzzled your brain even more, head lulling to the side to cry out freely for them when you could catch your breath enough to do so.

Orgasm hitting hard, your eyes flew open before rolling back, tongue slipping out as it felt like you had no control over your body, it was just pure electrifying ecstasy. Once the peak passed, you had enough sense to see that Hongjoong was now muffling Yeosang’s cries with his own mouth, their cum filling you up.

With every ounce of strength you had you pressed closer, the three of you clashing lips and spit and teeth as their hips were stuttering to a stop, so much cum filling you even further and pushing out of you with a need to go somewhere.

Vaguely you felt Hongjoong pull away as you were nothing more than a limp noodle, shaking from the remaining shocks of pleasure that was dimming your mind more and more by the second. Vaguely you could hear Yeosang asking him to clean you two up, his hands running over your marked up back and ass.

The only coherent thing you did process was his deep voice in your ear. “Sleep baby, we’ll take you home when you wake up.”

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hw4-l1z · 2 months ago

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OMG I JUST REMEMBERED YOU DO ATEEZ TOO

CAN YOU DO OT8 BP! HEADCANONS LIKE YOU DID WITH SKZ

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BOYPUSSY SUPREMACY 🛐 made myself horny writing the last part 🥲

Sub!bp!Ateez x Dom!gn!Reader

Cw: gender neutral but reader has a dick//boypussy// pussy eating// fingering// use of toys// lingerie// unprotected sex// squirting// overstimulation// bondage// face sitting// thigh riding// public sex// slight dollification// bit of power!bottom!seonghwa

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Hongjoong

Cutest most sensitive pussy ever

He'll always trap your hand between his legs whenever you play with him

You know how sensitive he is so you'd always rub his clit in gentle circles which gets him SO wet

Anytime you do something he finds hot or even if you're teasing him then he'd clamp his thighs together as he feels his panties starting to soak through

And my god he get WET

If he was sitting on your thigh whilst you tried to tease him he'd end up leaving a wet patch behind on your thigh

Sometimes it's so bad he has to actually change his clothing before anyone else but you notices it

It's why he begs you not to do anything when he's in outfits given to him by the staff since it's not his

He has quite a big clit with a hood which you'd surprised at the amount of other guys he's been with STILL couldn't find it...

But you'd always be right on point with it

I would imagine he had quite a bit of hair on top

Not like a bush but still quite a fair amount

He can squirt but it takes alot of time and effort to make him do it so you never do it unless you REALLY want to see him squirt

Salty in taste but you'd absolutely devour him cause you love how he tastes

Seonghwa

OHHHH MOTHERRRRRRRR

He'd wear such BEAUTIFUL panties

Only for them to get completely soaked through...but HEY that's what washing machines are for

Let's just start of to say...he does squirt but like hongjoong it takes him some times to get there

So more of a creamer but god he looks beautiful when he cums

Lip sucked between his teeth, eyes dazed and glossy, back arched as his hips jerk a little

Will moan so pretty for you as you eat him out.

One hand circling his bud whilst the other grips his thighs harshly

You'd eat him like he was your last meal on earth

His clit is small but sensitive asf

He's usually clean shaven but will sometimes let some hair grow out

He likes to shave it into certain styles though if he's keeping the hair

I'd see him more on the brownish side

Like a light brownish colour

He tastes sweet though and you LOVE it

Sometimes you like to make it taste even sweet by rubbing a lollipop between his folds and eating him out after

He can definitely still be on the more dominant side

That pussy can drive you crazy 😵‍💫

He's so tight

And he clenches around you even more when your cock is inside of him

He sends you into another world when he's riding you

He's sooooo fucking good at riding you cock

He'll force about 4 loads out of you before he's even cum once

He likes it raw

Sorry actually

He LOVES it raw

Wants you to fill him to the brim everytime

You'll always need towels under you when fucking cause it gets messy

Your cum mixed with his own release oozing out of him at once

If he's riding you, you'd feel it dripping down your cock and balls

The pussy is FIREEEEE

Yunho

Bald, slender pussy 😋

And oh he is just MADE for your cock

His walls wrap so perfectly around you

Squeezing so tight as you take him apart

Pillow princess part 1.

Let's you do all the work since he gets too weak and sensitive the minute you start touching his pussy

Shakes when he cums

He doesn't get superrrr wet but still enough for your finger to glide between his slit

Tastes like PUSSY

You swear the scent and taste of it is like some kind of drug

Your eyes rolling back as you turn into a fucking animal

Growling and snarling as you vigorously eat him out

The way he reacts to his clit being touched or rubbed is SO adorable

You love to make him cum multiple times with a vibrator held firmly to against his bud

Creamerrrrr

He releases so much cream when he cums

He's not a squirter unfortunately, you've tried many times

Yeosang

Ohhhh make him wear so many cute lingerie sets

He's so embarrassed when wearing them but he knows how much you love it

You'd always ravage him when he's in pretty clothes for you

And especially seeing that little wet patch on the panties

Drives you CRAZY

His smell is quite strong but AMAZING

Makes you feel like your going into rut once you catch a scent of his arousal once his panties are off

Sweet in taste

Too much will make you feel full

SO tight

You've tried stretching him more to get him to loosen up a bit more

But it doesn't work

Always needs a few minutes once you're inside him to adjust

You love how much he tightens even more when he cums

Loves to ride your thigh

Will make a wet mess on thigh

PINK

Cutest pussy ever

Small clit that's very sensitive

Can squirt but it doesn't happen often

Probably waxes, I don't see him being hairy down there at all

San

Where do I even start...

Veryyy sensitive and produces so much slick

His panties are ruined because of how wet he gets all the time

Waxes but sometimes has a small triangle patch of hair when he can't be bothered waxing fully

It's definitely pink

Squirts only when you eat him out or finger him

He's SO good at riding your cock

It's like pure ecstasy

He's got some strength to his legs so he can bounce on it for quite a while until he gets tired

So so so squirmy when you play with him

Holding his hips down against the bed as you fuck him with your fingers

He looks so cute struggling to move :(

Tie him up and tease the fuck out of his pussy

Using vibrators and dildos on him as he just sits there and cries unable to do anything

Would love to ride your face and cum all over it

Rocking his hips back and forth on your tongue as he moans so loud at the feeling

Mingi

Pillow princess part 2.

Will just lay there and let you do whatever you want to him

Usually has no hair but when he does he decides to experiment with it to make it looks pretty

He's dyed it pink before and you thought it was actually quite cute

Although he tried to bleach it blonde once and...yeah bad idea. It hurt alot for him

Shy but a huge cockslut

He's always horny for you and wants you to fuck him almost everywhere you guys are

But he's always do shy about asking

He's almost like a doll when fucking

He's so limp like he's just your doll to fuck whenever you please

You can do anything you want and he won't complain about it

He just lays there whimpering and moaning

You realized why he's so limp all the time one day though

It's because of how sensitive he is inside his pussy

Your cock hits all those prefect spots and makes him weak

You found this out when you fucked him in one of those mini bathroom stalls and he had to stand up for it

He was bent over the little sink as you pounded his hole from behind

His legs kept on giving out and you were basically holding him up the entire time or else he would've ended up on the floor

You found it adorable how weak he got

Pretty pink and sickly sweet

Wooyoung

Pillow princess part 3.

Only does nothing cause he's a brat and wants you to put the work in

So when you're punishing him you lay back and make him do all the work

He can't refuse it either since he's incredibly horny and has nothing else to help him but you

Gets tired so quickly

He's just not used to having to do all the work

He'll end up begging you to fuck him eventually

He's bitter-sweet in taste but you'd never miss a chance to get your mouth on him

Don't see him as a squirter tbh

Big clit big nose 😼

Turns into putty in your hands as soon as your cock is in him

Acts like a brat yet is a little whiny bitch when you fuck him into the mattress

Basically tried to make you suffocate when you eat his pussy

He doesn't mean to but it just feels too good he can't help but push your face into his core and squeezes your head between your thighs

Jongho

Chubby pussy 🙏

He's so cute and sensitive

Super shy super shy

He wants to moan so loud when you eat him out but he's too shy

He just bites his lip and grips your hair tighter

You LOVEA when he sits on your face but he's so scared incase he suffocates you or something

But that's what you want

So once he's finally straddled over your face you slowly pull his hips down until his pussy is flush against your tongue

You get so carried away and pull him down further whilst keeping his thighs locked in place with your arms

Rides your thigh almost all the time

It's his favourite thing to do

It just feels SO good on his little clit. He'll cum everytime

He's so incredible sensitive and cries everytime you fuck that he actually prefers anything but penentraition

Doesn't mean you never get it or it's necessarily a rare thing but he just gets so overwhelmed and he feels pathetic

Doesn't help that the lack of being inside him drives you a little crazy so when you do fuck, you're rough

It doesn't hurt, it's just too much for him to handle

You can rip about 3 orgasms out before you've even came once

Arms wrapped around him tightly as his heads buried into your shoulder

Fucking him so hard and deep whilst he just sobs

FUCK I'M MAKING MYSELF HORNY BYE-

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bangchansdirty-slut · 1 year ago

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KPOP MASTERLIST

Fluff-(f) Smut-(s) Angst-(a) Crack-(c)

Stray Kids

OT8

(Requested/No name) - Switch!Bangchan x Top!Han x Bottom!FTM reader

Kiss And Make Up - Top!Bangchan x Top!Han x Bottom!FTM reader

JUST THE WAY U R - Felix x Changbin x FTM reader

Bang Chan

I Need A Little Assistance - Top Boss!Bang Chan x Bottom Personal assistant!Male reader(s)

Drive Me Insane - Top!Bang Chan x Bottom!Male reader(s)

"I want to be with you. Always." - Drunk!Bang Chan x G/N Reader(f)

(Requested/No name) - Chan x FTM reader (f)

(Requested/No name) - Top!Chan x Bottom!Male reader(s)

We Meet Again - Bang Chan x Male reader (f)

Lee Know

"Not Too Old For Me" - Parents Bestfriend!Lee know x Bottom Reader (s)

(Requested/No name) - Lino x Bottom!Male reader (s)

Changbin

Hyunjin

A Mother's Revenge - Mama!Hyunjin x Bottom Han's brother! Reader(s)

Hidden Piercing - D Piercing!Top!Hyunjin x Bttm!Male Reader(s)

Boss's Request - Top!Boss!Hyunjin x Bttm!Assisant!Male Reader(s)

Han

Don't Worry, I'm Here For You. - Han x 9th member! Male Reader(f)

Felix

"Would you like another one?" - Baker!Felix x Bottom!Male reader (s)

Double The Trouble - Angel!Yongbok x Bottom!Male reader x Devil!Felix(s)

Seungmin

Back At It Again - Seungmin x Bangchan sister!reader(s)

I.N.

Thigh Highs - top! Jeongin x bot! Male reader

Enhypen

OT7

Heeseung

Hate That I Want U-Enemies to Fuckers!Top!Heeseung x Member!Bttm!Male Reader

Jay

Our Secret - Popular jock!Top!Jay × Nerd!Loser!Bottom!Male reader

Jake

My Gothic BF - Jake x Goth!Idol!Male Reader

Sunghoon

Our Secret Part .2 - Top!Jock!Jay x Switch!Nerd!Male reader x Bttm!Jock!Sunghoon

Guess We B.A.S - Top!Cheater!Sunghoon x Bttm!Idol!Cheater!Reader

Sunoo

Jungwon

Punishment - Sub!Camboy!Jungwon x Dom!Reader

Ni-ki

TXT

OT5

Back For More - TXT (separate) x Bottom!Male Reader (s)

The Star Pupil - Top!Soobin x Top!Hyuka x Bottom!Male reader(s)

Yeonjun

"I'll Make You Bias Me" - Yeonjun x Bottom Fan!Reader (s)

Soobin

(Requested/No name) - Top!Soobin x Bottom!Male reader(s)

Can I Come In? -domtop yandere soobin x sub bttm male reader (s)

Beomgyu

Taehyun

HueningKai

Ateez

Hongjoong

Seonghwa

Yunho

Yeosang

San

Mingi

Wooyoung

Jongho

Riize

Shotaro

Eunseok

Sungchan

Wonbin

Seunghan

Sohee

Anton

Aespa

OT4

Karina

Leader's Help - Top!Karina x gp!Reader (s)

Giselle

Sleepover - Top!Giselle x Bttm!Virgin!Girl!P!Reader (s)

My Dopamine - Top!Giselle x Member!Bttm! Reader

Winter

Psycho Killer - Top!GP!SerialKiller!Winter x Bttm!Therapist!Reader

Ningning

Itzy

OT5

The Half Sisters - Nerd!G!P!Yeji x reader xn Cheerleader!G!P!Girlfriend!Yuna(s)

Yeji

Jealous Girl - Top!G!P!Yeji x Bttm!Reader

Lia

Ryujin

Chaeryeong

Yuna

Le sserafim

OT5

Sakura

Chaewon

Yunjin

"We've only just begun."- Top GP!Yunjin x Maid Bottom!Reader(s)

An Orgasm A Day Keeps The Cramps Away - Top GP!Yunjin x Bottom!Reader(s)

Strawberries W/ Cream- Top GP!Yunjin x Male Bottom!Reader(s)

Night Off - PowerBttmYunjin x SubTop!Male Reader

Kazuha

A Little Help From Manager - Top GP!Kazuha x Bottom!Manager!Reader

Best Dance Lessons Ever- Top GP!Kazuha x Bottom!Reader

After Concert - Dom!Kazuha x Sub!Backup-dancer!Reader

Eunchae

Twice

OT9

Nayeon

Jeongyeon

Momo

Sana

Jihyo

Mina

Dahyun

Chaeyoung

Let Me Teach You - Top!GP!Chaeyoung x Bttm!Inexperienced!Male Reader

Tzuyu

Other

Gidle: The Queen's punishment - Serpent Queen GP!Minnie x Peasant!Reader(s)

My Dirty-minded Thoughts - 1

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sanjoongie · 3 months ago

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ȶաɨʟɨɢɦȶ ǟƈǟɖɛʍʏ ʍʟ

ღPairing: Park Seonghwa x Reader (f) x Kim Hongjoong

ღGenre: smut, action, romance, angst

ღAu: Modern Wizardry School au

ღTrope: enemies to lovers au (Seonghwa), exes to lovers au (Hongjoong)

ღSummary: You apply to become the Mistress of Dreams, teaching at the prestigious Twilight Academy, where white and black magic users mingle easily after a civil war. There you accidentally sleep with the Director of said academy. You also meet your ex Captain and lover Hongjoong due to dire circumstances. What enfolds is a complicated story about love and war and all that falls in between.

ღWord Count (so far): 24,638

ღThis is an on-going series!

ღRated: 18+ MDNI

ღWarnings (so far): rough sex, pain kink with a twist, scratching, biting, spanking, hair pulling, the threat of choking, f and m orgasm, mentions of war, battles, mental warfare, fingering, oral (male receiving), public sex, nipple play, breeding kink, dom hwa/sub reader, cum eating, mentions of blood, death, penetrative sex, more sex with magic, restraints, finger sucking, pegging (double-sided magic strap-on), anal (m receiving), degradation kink, reverse dynamics (Captain! {Dom}Reader x Lieutenant! {Sub}Hongjoong), aphrodisiac spell, strap on that squirts!, aftercare, suggestive mxm, hwa using battle spells, mentions of cuts, mentions of being smothered, war, death, fighting, drinking, reminiscing about fallen comrades

The Story So Far:

Chapter 1~ Pain into Pleasure

Chapter 2~ The past will come back to haunt you

Chapter 3~ Dinner and a tale

Chapter 4~ Let bygones be bygones

Chapter 5~ A heavy heart

Chapter 6~ Testing the Theory

Ficlet featuring Yeosang in the village of Twilight Academy

#topaz's work #ღatz #topaz's masterlists #twilight academy

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peachesyeo · 11 months ago

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Treasure - MATZ preview

THIS SERIES IS MATURE! MINORS DNI!

⊹ 0.6k words ⊹ alpha!seonghwa x beta!male!reader x packomega!hongjoong.

✧a/n: hello, darlings. so yeah, my second attempt at writing smut. sorry if it's x male reader, but there's just so less of them that i feel that i needed to contribute more. this story is inspired by @holybibly (oh i feel so nervous for tagging you ma'am, but i hope you know you inspired me through your work) and strawberry_luna on AO3 (i can't seem to find her tumblr account). this is only a small preview, it would be released on 14th April, a gift from me to all readers (:

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𓋼𓍊 playlist: Mount Everest - Labrinth

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Being a beta means a lot of things.

In a pack, a beta serves as somewhat of a mediator. Their role is to ease tensions between alphas or to soothe nervous omegas. In terms of sexual dynamics, betas are there to assist alphas with their rut when no omegas are available, and to mate with pregnant omegas, as unlike alphas, they do not possess knots, therefore could safely grant an omega's sexual needs while pregnant.

A beta cannot impregnate someone, nor can they become pregnant. While some see this as a limitation, others relish in the fact. Slowly, betas became objects designed to satisfy an alpha or an omega's sexual pleasure, and soon, most betas have become pets.

Some betas took pride in becoming a pet. Some entered training school, ready to be spoiled by their future masters or mistresses. Some were forced to become one, picking up skills along the way as their masters or mistresses fucked them into submission.

The world is ran by alphas and omegas, after all.

Some betas were not so fortunate. Abusive alphas and omegas were common, reveling in their status at the top of the hierarchy while subjecting their beta pets to torture. Sadly, not all betas survived such treatment, while those who did continued to endure suffering.

The lucky ones were spoiled. Their loving owners would do anything in their power to satisfy them. Be it big, fat dildos with rare gems as decorations to plug up their nice, hungry holes, or thick, jeweled collars or leashes tied around their neck to show off their ownership.

That's what Hongjoong desired when he first saw the little beta curled up in the corner of the cage: the image of your neck wrapped in a pretty, diamond-studded collar to match his own favorite set of white, lacy lingerie drives him into a frenzy.

His.

"I want him, Hwa," he whispered to the elegant alpha beside him, his lips grazing against his earlobe. "I like him. Buy him for me." He nuzzled closer, burying his nose in the alpha's neck, inhaling the rich scent of champagne that enveloped him. Seonghwa stroked Hongjoong's head lovingly, intertwining their fingers and pressing a tender kiss against his hand. "Anything for my Luna," he replied softly, his gaze drifting toward you. The scent of roses, Hongjoong's scent, grew stronger, a subtle indicator of his contentment.

"Any bidders?" The auctioneer called out, as the flashlight fell upon you. You were dressed in a tight, black crop top and a short mini skirt that shows off your caged cock and plug. Your face and body was covered in shimmering dust, your slightly long hair falling messily on your thin shoulders. "Starting from ten-thousand-"

"A hundred-thousand." A deep voice echoed through the room, momentarily halting all conversation. From your cage on the main stage, you caught the gaze of the speaker seated on the second floor. He looked like an alpha, with slicked-back black hair and a confident smirk playing on his lips. Murmurs spread through the crowd as you began to recognize him.

Or more correctly, recognize the omega on his lap.

His fiery red hair peeked out from beneath a furry black beanie, adding a splash of color to his ensemble. Dressed in an expansive mink fur coat, he exuded an air of opulence. As he met your gaze, a possessive glint flickered in his eyes, sending a shiver down your spine.

Kim Hongjoong. The famous Pack Luna of one of the top packs in this city.

"A hundred-thousand!" The bidder's voice echoed, attempting to elicit further bids, but the room remained eerily silent. No one dared to challenge the offer. With a decisive nod, the auctioneer lifted the bidder's hammer, bringing it down with a resounding thud, signaling the close of the deal.

"Sold!"

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necessiteez · 10 months ago

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HONGJOONG SMUT FIC RECS LIBRARY

✦ Secret Room ✦

disclaimer: I do not own any of these works and they do not represent the real kim hongjoong. all rights belong to the respective writers who made them.

all pairings are hongjoong x reader only.

further info is already stated in the main Library.

this is a special section reserved for works with kinks heavily influencing the story

✶ - favorites

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In this list, by order:

✠ Daddy ✠ DILF ✠ Sir

✠ Breeding ✠ Corruption

✠ Size Kink/Size Difference

✠ Voyeurism ✠ Mirrors ✠ Car Sex

✠ Somnophilia ✠ Feminization

✠ Noona ✠ Exhibitionism (Public/Semi-Public)

✠ Nipple Play/Chest Worship

✠ Anal ✠ Knifeplay/Blood Kink

「 ✦ Daddy Kink ✦ 」

includes Hard Dom/Mean Dom!Hongjoong, DDLG/dollification/BDSM themes

Scent Play - @whatudowhennooneseesyou (wc 1k)

Recordings - crimsonbubble

Day 22 - whatudowhennooneseesyou

Thunder - barbzberry on ao3 (wc 2k)

Face Sitting - whatudowhennooneseesyou (wc 1k)

Untitled drabble feat. Seonghwa - @haiyuta

✶ Kitten and the Stranger - @ren-the-dragon (wc 7k)

✶ Kitten and the Stranger part 2 (Birthday Boy) - ren-the-dragon

Yours Alone - @frenchkisstheabyss (wc 1k)

Day 1 - @taehyungisminee

Rumor - @mingis-lightbulb

Hongjoong oneshot - @sugawhaaa

[1:48] Exhaused feat. Seonghwa - hanatiny (wc 1.3k)

* Dollification

Doll - nateezfics (1.8k)

✶ Thank You - @spinster-sisters (wc 2.8k)

Day 4: Pretty, Special Doll - whatudowhennooneseesyou

* BDSM

Leash feat. ot7 - @barnesbabee

Mistleblow feat. Seonghwa - @choijjongho (wc 6k)

「 ✦ DILF ✦ 」

Kinktober Day 25 - @ateezreactionsandscenarios (wc 3k)

In Vino Veritas - @pirateprincessblog (wc 7k)

Not Just A Dream - @ja3honey (wc 1.12k)

Definitely Not a Dream - ja3honey (wc 2k)

Love Me Like Your Favourite Dream - ja3honey (wc 5k)

「 ✦ Sir Kink ✦ 」

Tease feat. San - @hongism (wc 4.5k)

Demon's Prize - crimsonbubble

7:48 - crimsonbubble

Just For Me - @hongcherry (wc 9.9k)

Take It feat. Seonghwa- crimsonbubble

Suit and Offices - @hwanchaesong

✶ Covetous - @mountainficss (wc 2.5k)

Happy Anniversary - wonwussy

「 ✦ Breeding ✦ 」

Please - @mountainsluna (wc 1k)

Breeding - whatudowhennooneseesyou (wc 1k)

Kinktober Day 8 - @multiwreckedmess (wc 900)

The Shoe on the Other Foot - @bro-atz (wc 3k)

Untitled breeding kink drabble 1- @hyetiny

Untitled breeding kink drabble 2 - hyetiny

✶ Fill You Up - @last-words-ofashootingstar (wc 1k)

「 ✦ Corruption Kink ✦ 」

All Mine - @hongthoven (wc 2.6k)

Whole Other Level - whatudowhennooneseesyou (wc 1k)

Not Ready Yet - liara586 on ao3 (wc 1.8k)

✶ Hidden - @latte-fairytaekwoon (wc 3.5k)

Day 6: Ride - whatudowhennooneseesyou (wc 1k)

Ruin Me - @sxcret-garden (wc 1k)

「 ✦ Size Kink / Size Difference ✦ 」

✶ Baby Girl - mountainsluna (wc 1.5k)

Day 6 - hongism (wc 7.5k)

「 ✦ Voyeurism ✦ 」

✶ Consensual Voyeurism feat. Wooyoung, Seonghwa- @sanjoongie (wc 3.7k)

Three A.M. - Abiaswreck on ao3 (wc 2.9k)

+ Toys - @oceanlix (wc 1.9k)

Desperate - hanafudaearrings (wc 5.6k)

Day 4 - brownsugarbaybee (wc 1.3k)

「 ✦ Mirrors ✦ 」

Mirrors - @tohokuu (wc 700)

POV - @pyeonghongrie (wc 1k)

Mirror - hwanchaesong

「 ✦ Car Sex ✦ 」

Sunrise - @xoexoxhoe

Mist - hongthoven (wc 4.5k)

✶ Beach Parking - nateezfics (wc 1.3k)

Making Partner includes other members- bro-atz (wc 27k)

Don't Drive and Day Dream - ja3honey (wc 1.8k)

Criminal - spinster-sisters (wc 6k)

LA Devotee - spinster-sisters (wc 21k)

✶ Midnight Snack - swalledbymadness (wc 2.3k)

「 ✦ Somnophilia ✦ 」

+ free use (untitled) - @almightyddeonghwa (wc 800)

Day 16 - @starlitmark (wc 800)

2:08am - @crdteezv (wc 500)

Late Night Worship - hwallazia (wc 800)

「 ✦ Feminization ✦ 」

✶ Yummy - @bobateastay (wc 3k)

Bubblegum Bitch male reader- pyeonghongrie (wc 2.4k)

FFF Day 4 - sanjoongie (wc 2k)

FFF Day 24 - sanjoongie (wc 1.3k)

Ateez in Skirts - sanjoongie (wc 1k)

✶ S*x worker joong - hyetiny

「 ✦ Noona ✦ 」

Knockin' on Heaven's Door - Yellow Beacon on a03 (wc 9k)

Watch Your Mouth - Atiny-Piratequeen on ao3 (wc 800)

One More Night multi-chapter- Yellow Beacon on ao3 (wc 78k)

Watch Your Mouth - @atiny-piratequeen (wc 800)

「 ✦ Exhibitionism (Public/Semi-Public) ✦ 」

✶ HJ and a Latte - drwayward on ao3 (wc 3k)

Hot and Cold - hongthoven (wc 3k)

Un-dressing Room - hwanchaesong (wc 1.8k)

Day 9: Strike One - whatudowhennooneseesyou (wc 1k)

Daddy January Day 5 - whatudowhennooneseesyou (wc 1k)

Dirty Laundry - @barnesbabee

Better When It Feels Wrong - @teezertales (wc 2.7k)

✶ Sleigh Ride - hongism (wc 3k)

Exhibitionism - hongism (wc 2.5k)

Splash! male reader - revluvzen (wc 4k)

Red - nateezfics (wc 2k)

「 ✦ Nipple Play/Chest Worship ✦ 」

Slip - @puddingyun (wc 500)

Chest Worship - @ithinkilikeit-reactions

Chest Worship - hyetiny

「 ✦ Anal ✦ 」

A Hundred Ways to Ruin You part 1 feat. Seonghwa - daisukekuroneko on ao3

A Hundred Ways to Ruin You part 2 feat. Seonghwa - daisukekuroneko on ao3

「 ✦ Knifeplay/Blood Kink ✦ 」

Slice - HannieLuv on ao3 (wc 1.9k)

*.last updated 07/15/24.*

「 ✦ Deepthroating ✦ 」

「 ✦ Phone Sex ✦ 」

🆕✨ Hot To Go! - @kitten4sannie (wc 1.5k)

MORE TO BE ADDED SOON

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k-hotchoisan · 2 years ago

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Hongjoong x fem! Reader

Rule #4: got you wrapped around my finger babe, you can count on me to misbehave. Swamped with exams and finals, it was hard not to feel stressed. Thank god your new teaching assistant was there, right?

The finale of the guide—the rules of being a heartbreaker are simple, but whether or not anyone is able to implement them without letting themselves falter is another thing. So do you falter against the four men you entangled yourself with?

Word count: 6.2K

Warnings: general smut, dick sucking, dom!hongjoong, creaming, multiple orgasms, spanking, choking, studentxteacher

A/n: THE FINALE!!!!! Ngl I was struggling to find a way to tie loose ends together on top of thinking of a smut scene. And as we buckle up for the final ride, I want to thank everyone who has been interacting with this series, giving it so much love! ❤️💞 MAY YOUR TOILET SEAT BE ALWAYS COLD!!! THANK YOU FOR WAITING!

Tag list: @yourfatherlucifer @inniesworld (from twt!) 💌

❤️ how to be a heartbreaker: main guide ❤️

You couldn’t stop thinking about Seonghwa. When you thought about him, San flashed through your mind, then Wooyoung. You bit your lip. You simply wanted to have some fun, obviously, but at this point you were having way too much fun, being dicked down by three different men, and all of them able to send you to different realms of pleasure. You wondered if you had struck gold or entered a beast’s cavern by doing this. Nonetheless, one thing was for certain—you fucking loved the attention and how each of them fucked you so well, in their own unique ways. You could get addicted to each of their tastes at this point—as long as you didn’t get emotionally tangled with them.

Seonghwa had sent you back to your apartment before leaving for his work, and you stretched, still dazed over the sex you and Seonghwa had. You slapped your cheeks, keeping yourself in check. This was lowkey dopamine-inducing.

You left your laptop to charge in your room as you headed into the shower to freshen up. You only had one class today and you could come back to clear the remainder of your assignment.

The next few days you were stuck on campus, as the semester was ending, so were the deadlines, and for a good while, that took your mind off the three men, since you didn’t have the time to reply to their messages anyway. Miyeon barely had time to meet up with you, only doing so during her pockets of free time because she was caught up in her own deadlines, and sometimes she had to stay overnight in school to finish up. Being a fashion major was a lot more harder than you realised.

You started spending more time at a smaller campus library since it was a lot peaceful and quiet , despite being slightly out of the way. You did ping Seonghwa that you’d be pretty busy to meet him (well, if he wanted to meet) as well.

On some days, you stayed in pretty late and you’d see a boy with his nose in his books as well. He seemed to be always dressed in casual-formal clothing and he had stacks of papers beside an open laptop, his face hidden behind a pair of glasses and his laptop. But you didn’t have time to bother with the identity of that male because you had assignments waiting to be completed.

The next day, you attended your tutorial class and you spotted a new face standing beside your lecturer. Your professor briefly introduced the male as teaching assistant Kim Hongjoong, and you overheard whispers and squeals of how handsome the new teaching assistant was. Yeah, he was really good looking—all his features fitted all perfectly—even if the thick, black-framed glasses hid most of his features. He bowed slightly and walked over to the teacher’s desk, taking a seat. He scanned the class before beginning shuffling his papers before him, beginning to be engrossed with them.

The class quickly ended and you caught Hongjoong staring at you for a spilt second before breaking the contact. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion—for some reason it was as if you saw him around before. You shook your head at the insignificant thought, because you had deadlines to fight with, and your main worries were if the library still had seats.

On the way, you spotted a familiar figure from a distance and it seemed like he spotted you as well, as he stopped in his tracks for a moment before jogging over to you, his smile spreading across his face. His arms wrapped around you as you had to process the sudden physical affection from him.

“Wooyoung!” You greeted. “Don’t you have class?”

“Yeah, I’m on the way”, he replied. “But genuinely y/n, it’s so nice to see you around. I hate to be cheesy but I really missed you.”

You smiled sheepishly. “Sorry for kind of ghosting you and also for the things I said. Had a lot of stuff going on too.”

Wooyoung shrugged it off. “No, you’re probably right about it. I shouldn’t be an ass, going around and playing with girls like that. What you said kind of hit a sore spot for me though.” He paused for a moment. “I heard about what happened with San from him though. Dick move from him honestly.”

You took a sharp breath, tucking your hair behind your ears. “It’s whatever. It’d be stupid to keep on harping over this. I made it clear to him too anyway.”

“That’s great to know”, and he stepped closer, and your breath hitched. “I really, really missed you though. Let’s play again sometime, please?”

You felt your cheeks flush a little at how direct and flirtatious he was being. He didn’t stop there, as his fingers snaked in between yours, and he continued, “I stopped breaking other girls’ hearts already. I promise.”

You somehow found that so endearing and borderline adorable. He was pretty fuckingwhipped for you. You lifted both of your intertwined hands up close to your lips and smiled. “Of course. But after my deadlines and finals okay?”

Wooyoung’s contagious smile appeared as he nodded, releasing both of your fingers. He jogged back to his friend after waving bye to you. You stood there, swimming in your thoughts, thinking of when to meet Wooyoung again because truthfully, he was really fun, both on the streets and between the sheets. But you decided to hold that thought for another day as you picked up the pace to your usual library spot.

The library was pretty packed and that was starting to irritate you. It wasn’t Wooyoung’s fault that you didn’t make it in time because you willingly entertained him, but it was annoying that you couldn’t find a seat. You walked down each aisle, hopping to see a vacant spot at least, and you do—one seat left within a long row of occupied ones and was facing another student. You brisk walked over, approached the person sitting opposite it, asking if the seat was taken. His face looked vaguely familiar but you couldn’t put your finger on it.

When he gave you the green light, youplopped your stuff onto the vacant table before sinking into the wooden chair, switching on the table lamp and pulling your laptop out.

The long table started to empty as dusk fell and your mess started to expand across the next table. Man, it felt never-ending with churning out the study notes. You stood up and stretched a little to get the blood circulating through your body, and your eyes landed on the male sitting opposite you. He was still engrossed with what it seemed like marking assignments? You glanced at his face and it clicked. It was the new teaching assistant! He blended too well into the ambiance of the library, that’s for sure.

“Ms y/n, I can feel your boring a hole in my head, you know”, he stated, still not looking up, and your gaze immediately travelled elsewhere after being caught red-handed. He finally looked up at you and you side-glanced him, soaking in his features. Shit, he was really quite the looker, and him staring right into the windows of your soul—even through the glasses—was starting to make your legs feel like jelly.

You plopped back down onto your seat, hiding behind your laptop screen. This time you felt Hongjoong’s stare right onto you.

As the evening dragged on, you began packing up, feeling the hunger pangs since it was dinner time already. You glanced at Hongjoong one more time, and this time he’s very engrossed in his work, tapping away vigorously at his keyboard. You decided to leave him be, considering he seemed to look determined to finish whatever he was up to. Pulling your bag up to your shoulders, you pushed the chair in as quietly as you could. But even that caught the male’s attention.

His eyes flickered to you. “Going off already?” He asked, and you could see the slight eye bags under his eyes.

“Yeah I’ve got other stuff to do”, you replied, forcing a small smile.

“Well, I’ll see you in class tomorrow”, Hongjoong responded, as his gaze goes back to his papers.

“See you Mr Kim,” you said, before adding, “try to get home early and eat something okay?”

And you swore you saw a glint of smile on Hongjoong’s face as he gave you a small nod before returning back to his papers.

“Assistant Kim has marked your assignments and I’ve checked through them. Should you have any questions regarding your grades or the assignments, feel free to approach either one of us”, your professor announced as he passed half of the load to Hongjoong to hand out.

As you waited for your name to be called out, you began getting lost in your daydreams, which got interrupted by your name being called by Hongjoong, who had to repeat your name twice. You snapped out of it and quickly rush to him. You met his eyes, expressionless, and then you glanced to your assignment.

It was a decent grade, but you wondered about the comments that were marked in red by Hongjoong’s rather messy handwriting. You turned to the teaching assistant, “Assistant Kim, could we go through the assignment together?”

Hongjoong raised his eyebrows but nodded. “Let’s meet at the library in the afternoon when you’re done with your remaining classes then. See you then.”

For some reason, your heartbeat quickened. Never in your years in uni did you approach your professors one to one. You walked back to your seat, and you classmate tapped your shoulder as she gushed, “oh my gosh you’ve got guts asking Assistant Kim for a one on one consultation!” You scoffed.

“It’s nothing. It’s not like he’s gonna eat you up.”

She sighed dreamily. “He’s so cute though. I’m too shy to approach him.”

It was pretty valid though. Truthfully, you just wanted to ask about your grade and assignment, you already saw a whole line of students choking the queue with your professor, so you deduced that it wouldn’t hurt to just approach the teaching assistant.

Surprisingly, Hongjoong barely took up spaces in your mind as you were trying to keep up with your classes. During your hour break, you went to catch up with Miyeon, who despite her endless amount of assignments, still put in the effort to look flawless. Nonetheless, you could tell her finals were wearing her down quite a lot.

“Hi bestie”, Miyeon greeted, giving you a tight hug. You returned the hug, hoping it’d energise her. The both of you linked arms as you stepped into the food court.

“What are the chances of a really cute guy as my teaching assistant?” You brought up, knowing she loved that kind of gossip.

“Oooh who is it?” Miyeon hummed as she poked the chicken with her chopsticks.

“This teaching assistant named Kim Hongjoong. The girls in my module have been fawning over him since the semester started.”

Miyeon shook her head. “Don’t think I’ve heard about him before. Got a picture?”

You pulled out your phone, attempting to search the student portal for his teaching profile, and Kim Hongjoong’s profile popped up, albeit his photo seemed pretty outdated, looking a lot more, um, nerdier than how he looked now. You flipped you phone over to let Miyeon see. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“That’s him?”

You turned your phone back to you to inspect the photo. “Damn, that’s probably an old photo.” And the both of you snickered as you finished your food and catching up.

You were dreading to get back to the library, having to bury your nose in books again until dusk broke, or however quickly you were able to finish your study notes. You reached your table and you felt someone staring right at you. You glanced to the side and Hongjoong was there already, sitting beside you instead of opposite you. “Hi sir”, you greeted hastily, hoping you still looked presentable. You were about to at least settle down and apply a layer of lip balm or two and fix your hair but there Hongjoong was, with indifference in his expression as he greeted you back with a soft voice.

“Do you want to take five before we dive into your consultation?” He asked, his focus back on his laptop screen. You started wondering if it was gonna get even more awkward, so you declined. “It’s fine, we can get started right away”, you replied, taking a seat beside him, and his cologne hits you instantly. The session was barely starting and you felt yourself spiralling a little already.

“So,” Hongjoong began. “You actually did pretty well for this assignment. What did you want to consult about?”

You tried to best to focus and forget about the scent of Hongjoong just whirling around you. You glanced at your paper, and pointed out a few parts you wanted to clarify. Hongjoong, despite only a teaching assistant, was probably a hidden gem of some sort because even though you were fighting for your life trying to get his scent out of mind, you still managed to understand what he was saying to you.

When he finished, you beamed, pleased as you scribbled down his pointers, finally understanding.

“Thank you Mr Kim!” you smiled, meeting his gaze. Despite his professionalism, you saw a glint of satisfaction in his eyes. “Anything else?” He asked. You shook your head.

“Do you want to go through the exam guide then? The exam is coming up, isn’t it?” Oh right. That’s what you were studying for as well. Prof had handed out the exam guide like two weeks ago. You pulled out the guide from your bag, remembering you had scribbled down on the paper what you wanted to clarify but gave up immediately when you saw the snaking line of students.

Hongjoong gently took the paper from your hands as he studied what you wrote, and you suddenly felt self conscious of your hand writing. But Hongjoong simply pulled out a pad of sticky notes seemingly out of nowhere and started to tunnel in parts of the exam guide to take note, on top of going over your scribbled questions.

Time passed more quicker than your expected and you were able to cut your study notes down since Hongjoong was able to answer your questions.

“Thank you Mr Kim~ if I ace this exam, I’ll treat you something nice”, you hummed as you studied your study notes. Hongjoong only smiled in reply.

The next few weeks your spot in the library was beside Hongjoong. At some point, half way through your study session, you suddenly questioned him, “Sir, don’t you have an office? Why spend time in the library?” Things became more lighthearted the more you spent your time with him, but of course you were cautious since he was your teaching assistant.

“You can call me Hongjoong,” he corrected you. “And I do. I just don’t really like how cramped my desk is, since you know, I’m a teaching assistant.” You nodded slowly in acknowledgement. You went back to finishing up your notes and a sigh of relief escaped your lips as you slowly shut down your laptop. Holy fuck, you were set for the exam. Hongjoong only glanced from the sidelines as a smile smile spread across his lips. He knew you were gonna do fine anyway.

The exam days came and went, and if it wasn’t the exam anxiety eating you up, it was Kim Hongjoong. His smell was starting to be very familiar—almost comforting, given you spent almost every week together. Even during the examinations, he’d sneak you small smiles as he gaze met yours while he walked around the classroom.

Sprawling your upper body as you laid onto the study tables outside class, you were relieved that the exams were over, only the final assignment left. Footsteps stopped at the bench you were at, and you, thinking it was Miyeon, automatically went, “hey babe-“ until you looked up. Hongjoong’s had an eyebrow cocked, and you slowly looked away as your hands slapped over your mouth.

“Babe?” He reiterated, almost smiling. You turned your head right back at him, hiding your embarrassment with the fakest smile.

“I thought you were my friend. I am so sorry”, you apologised, eyes still widened in embarrassment. He moved and took an empty seat beside you, and you realised how close he was the moment his familiar smell hits you. It registered even more the moment he turned to face you, your faces almost inches apart.

“Can I help you Hongjoong? The students are gonna say something if you’re this close to me”, you teased, the embarrassment from before gradually fading.

“Class ended like fifteen minutes ago, and this place is pretty far from our class, isn’t it?” Hongjoong teased back. Fuck butterflies, you had a whole ass zoo in your stomach.

You tilted your head in amusement, unknowingly inching nearer to his face. “Very funny, Hongjoong”, you humoured him. “What do you have for me?”

And Hongjoong was almost lost in your eyes for a good second, and if one wasn’t eagle-eyed, they’d miss the speed of how quick Hongjoong’s glaze flashed to your lips before going back to your eyes immediately.

“I’ve got news”, he announced as he slowly backed away from you, taking you in full view. “Your grades are out.”

You expression immediately switched over, scrabbling to open your laptop to log into the student portal. Hongjoong was leaning in, still smiling.

You logged into the student portal and your cursor flew to the ‘Grades’ section as you clicked. The webpage loaded and your grade was splayed across the screen. You had passed with flying colours. The dopamine rush hits you as you squealed. You turned to look at Hongjoong, who was staring at you fondly the whole time. “I knew you’d do fine, y/n”, he reiterated.

“And now I owe you a meal. Well the semester’s almost over. I’ll treat you when I submit my final assignment”, you promised. Hongjoong nodded, satisfied with the agreement. Of course , he wanted you to clear this semester with a peace of mind.

With a final click, you push the submit button and your hands went up in the air in relief. “Fucking finally,” you cried out. Miyeon laughed. She was a lot more chipper since she was also finishing her semester. You felt a weight lifted from your shoulders, that’s for sure. The sudden reminder of having a meal with Hongjoong bubbled to the surface and you feel your heart racing. Right, you promised him.

“Oh look who’s here. Is that the teaching assistant you were talking about?” Miyeon whispered. Your gaze followed hers and you spot a gorgeously dressed male walking over. It was definitely Hongjoong. He was evidently in good spirits as he approached.

Miyeon’s smirk grew wider as she pretended not to notice and held her phone at her ears, pretending to be in a call. You couldn’t help but laugh at how shady she was looking

“Hey, y/n”, Hongjoong called out, his hands only carrying a leather briefcase. He’s dressed in a shirt, tie and trousers today, he had forgone his usual glasses, and your breath was almost taken away by how fucking good he looked. Almost.

“Hi Hongjoong”, you greeted, already used to calling him so casually. “What’s up with the look today?”

“Had a presentation so I needed to dress up a little”, he replied. “I think I aced it.”

“Mmm. Right. You sure would have”, you observed, eyeing him down. He did the same to you, looking at how your outfit was hugging you at the right places.

“Right. You haven’t forgotten our little arrangement right?”

“Well, you found me at the right time when I just submitted my report”, you hummed.

He placed his bag on the bench table and leaned towards you. At your peripheral vision, Miyeon’s eyes widened in disbelief as she was doing her best to suppress her laughter.

“Excuse my friend here. She’s having a whale of a conversation with her other friend”, you waved off before Hongjoong started to catch onto something.

Hongjoong gave Miyeon a tiny nod and she smiled back politely before glaring back at you.

“I’ll steal your friend for a date she promised me,” Hongjoong smiled as his hands grabbed your shoulders gently. And there it was—his scent again. Miyeon blinked twice before feigning laughter, telling the both of you to go ahead.

As the both of you settled into his car, a “damn you look good without glasses”, slipped past your lips. Hongjoong’s smile spreader over his face and you see it in its glory—his teeth were perfect and his smile fitted his face so fucking well.

“So you’re saying I look ugly with them on?” Hongjoong laughed as he begins revving the engine. You rolled your eyes. “You know what I meant, Kim Hongjoong.” Playfulness only danced in the glint of his eyes.

You tell him the location of the restaurant and the both of you set off, carrying your conversations in the car.

Unable to decide on a place to eat, the both of you ended up settling on eating at a local kimbap place. The conversations were mostly about school and assignments.

“So Hongjoong, why don’t you have a girlfriend? You know you’re like, insanely popular with the girls in our class right?”

Hongjoong almost choked on his food at the suddenly statement. “I’m flattered to hear that”, he coolly replied as he downed half a glass of water. “I think I just think my tastes are pretty, um, specific. We have really good looking girls in our class, but I don’t know, I just don’t think about them.”

You nodded in acknowledgment. For the most part, you observed him during consultation sessions right after class, and he would always have that virgin ass gap when a female student would approach him. It was pretty ridiculous now that you thought about it. Then your mind wandered when he had interactions too close for comfort during your study sessions and that one time when you called him ‘babe’ by accident.

You pieced things together quite quickly, but at the same time, you wondered if he realised it himself—or if he was just playing dumb with you.

“What about you? No boyfriend?” He asked, passing the baton over to you, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Nope. I haven’t really decided on committing”, you answered. Hongjoong didn’t seem fazed by that answer, probably because he knew you were still pretty young.

The dinner went on pretty smoothly, the conversation finally drifting past mostly school-related to more personal things from there.

“It’d be a waste to just end the night here, especially since it’s the last day of the semester”, you hum into the night.

“What are you trying to insinuate?” Hongjoong asked suspiciously.

You turned to him and rolled your eyes playfully. “I’m saying, that I’m not done with the night yet. So I’m going off?”

“To where?”

“I don’t know. All I know that it’s too early to go home”, you replied, gently bumping into him.

“Alone?” He asked in disbelief.

You nodded. “Why not? Might get a couple of drinks on the way.”

“I have beer at home”, he spilled, almost immediately. “You don’t need to wander around by yourself.”

You turned to Hongjoong, and you realised he’s eyeing you up as his body stiffens.

“I don’t drink beer”, you answered, a smile curling to your lips, and you saw him slowly getting frustrated.

“We can buy on the way”, he quickly replied, inching closer to you. You let him stay on the fence of suspense for a second before blinking and agreeing. Hongjoong lets out a rather loud exhale.

He brought you to his car and the both of you drove off, stopping at a nearby convenience store to get your liquor of choice, then going back to Hongjoong’s place.

Hongjoong told you to make yourself at home while he went off to freshen up a little, and you go ahead and sink into his soft couch. It didn’t take him long to come back and he spotted you lying on his couch comfortably, your head craning over at his presence.

You sat up and he walked over, taking a seat beside you, your knees bumping against his. He cleared his throat and reaches for the alcohol in the plastic bag. The cap is popped open and you take the drink from, humming “thanks” as you take small sips. He stares at you in disbelief.

“I…was gonna drink that”, he said, blinking. You stared back at him.

“Are you saliva conscious?” You asked, before tipping the bottle upwards, your lips touching the tip again.

He shakes his head, something else clouding his mind as he stared at you lick the rim of the opening. He took the bottle from you after you offer and took a big gulp, telling himself not to over think.

But it only got worse from there. When you came back from a bathroom break, as you tried to walk past him, you trip on air and landed right onto his lap. As you tried to squirm back, it only got more complicated as you end up grinding against his crotch on accident, and Hongjoong’s patience was running thin. He tried to get you up, but that only caused a soft moan to escape your lips as his touch around your waist sends you small electric shocks.

Hongjoong snaps.

He grabs your shoulders and pushes you against the cushions, his gaze digging into yours.

“You’ve really had fun playing around with me, huh?” Hongjoong whispered as his fingers ran up your waist to your chest, then to your shoulders, and finally your neck.

You smirked back at him, inching closer to his lips, and he was ready to dive in, until you pulled away, a sly smile flashing across your lips. Hongjoong couldn’t decide if he loved it or not, but he’s done with your teasing, because before you knew it, his fingers were grabbing your jaw, and you saw something spark in his eyes as he turned your head to face him. His hand slowly traced down to your neck, and his grip tightened, sending electric shocks down your spine.

“But you love it don’t you?” You hummed as his grip relaxed, staring at him directly in his eyes. Hongjoong takes a deep breath, evidently unable to control himself.

“Well, you certainly made things a little more interesting for me”, he replied, lust taking over his gaze, and that only made you shiver in anticipation.

You loved how Hongjoong had his fingers wrapped around your throat, like he owned you, hitching your arousal. He gave your throat another squeeze, and your eyes rolled back a little more, stars splattered across the inside of your eyelids.

“You seem to be in bliss, darling. You like my hands around your neck that much?”

Your eyes rolled back to meet his, and your lips curled into a smile. “Yeah. I’d love it even more if you fucked me while you choke me like this”, you replied, your hands snaking around Hongjoong’s. You see hints of rationale snapping in his eyes and his breathing grew heavier. He dived in for a hungry kiss, licking and consuming every part of your mouth. You could barely keep up, especially since he still had his hands around your neck.

He removed his hand from your neck, staring at the soft pink imprints his fingers left on your neck. He wanted to paint it even more, mark it even more, like his own canvas, and the thought of it only went directly to his dick.

Of course, you were always there to be the instigator.

He unbuckled his slacks and pulled it off, leaving on his boxers and his erection painfully pressed against the fabric. You wondered how much more you should push him, because it was getting pretty evident that he loved it rough.

He tugged his tie loose, trying to undo it, all while his gaze never leaving yours. Since he enjoyed looking you so much, you wanted to rile him up even more, so you climbed on all fours and tugged his boxers down, and his cock freed from the fabric, a thin string of precum staining his boxers. Hongjoong’s significance wasn’t really his length, but definitely, definitely, his girth. You tucked a lock of hair behind your ear, soaking his tip with your saliva. He groaned, his hands immediately travelling up to your hair, and tugging. Fuck, the electricity that travelled down your spine felt so good. You continued to go in deeper, taking in as much you could, feeling his cock twitch in your mouth.

“Fuck, y/n, you’re really a cockslut huh?” He grunted, bucking his hips, pretty much fucking your face at this point. His precum and your saliva were pooling at the corners of your mouth as your the vibrations of your moans only encouraging him to fuck your face even more. You fluttered your gaze right up at him and he almost loses it—you looking up at him innocently, with his cock shoved in your mouth. He pulled you hair back, and your lips leave his cock uncovered, now completely soaked, a string of fluid connecting from your mouth to his cock. Even that sight was driving Hongjoong up the wall—and he hadn’t even started fucking you yet.

His fingers stroking your chin as you looked up at him, you found yourself getting lost in his wild gaze. His hands found your hair again, and he pulled as his lips starved collided with yours, his kisses more aggressive than ever. The sensation of your hair being pulled tingling your pussy, the way Hongjoong’s tongue was soaking yours with his spit.

You managed to pull away slightly to speak, “Hongjoong”, you breathed, “need your cock in me, please.”

Hongjoong cocked an eyebrow. “You’re already begging? But since you asked so nicely” His grip releases, and he lets you fall back on his office couch. He slipped his tie from his neck and tightened a knot on both of your wrists. The flashback of you doing that to Seonghwa flicked into your mind, suddenly remembering how fucked out and desperate he looked withering before you, and now you were below Hongjoong, in Seonghwa’s position now.

Hongjoong‘s fingers wrapped around your neck now, and you felt your sanity slipping every time he squeezed your throat gently. Before you could even prepare yourself, Hongjoong already pushed his tip into you, and then his whole length so quickly. The fact he was thick only made things a whole lot more mind-breaking for you, his cock stretching you out on top of stuffing you full. You threw your head back in absolute bliss, your legs shaking as he bottomed out on you, his cock just filling up every space in your cunt.

“Look at you, taking my cock so well. You’re squeezing me so much. Too big for you?” He teased, lightening his grip around your neck for you to respond to him.

“Hongjoong”, you cried out. “Fuck, your cock feels amazing.” Hongjoong smiled as his ego inflated.

“That’s a good cockslut. I’ll make sure you’ll see stars for the next few days even after today’s fuck.”

He pulled out almost completely, and slammed right in, the nerves in your walls feeling every part of Hongjoong’s cock, the sensation had you fighting against the restraints, and a voiceless moan escaped, the arousal heightening even more with his hand around your neck. He continued fucking you into the couch, releasing his grip from time to time to soak in your pleas and moans.

He released his grip around your neck, his lips diving to your neck, biting and sucking, leaving a wake of bites on your neck and shoulder as his hands travelled to both of your thighs to hold them up, and he continued fucking into you.

“So good. So fucking good, Hongjoong”, you whispered into his ear as he continued to litter more hickeys across your bare skin. “Fuck me deeper, please.”

He smirked as he slammed right into you, sending more sparks behind your eyelids. Your legs trembled from the pleasure, loving how deep Hongjoong’s cock was driving into you.

“Hongjoong, I think I’m gonna cum”, you cried out, the knot in your stomach tightening.

“That’s my good girl”, he hummed, gently combing your hair back behind your ears. You were spiralling—how the fuck is he so aggressive and so gentle at the same time?

You bursted into pleasure as your orgasm consumed you whole, loving how he fucked you so deep as you creamed on his cock.

He began rutting into you, desperately trying to reach his orgasm. “Cumming… fuck”, he trailed off as he pushed in deep, spurting his cum right into your quivering hole. Your body was shaking from the pleasure as he released in you, whining and whimpering.

Hongjoong pulled out, and grunting at how sensitive his cock felt as he pulled out of you. His cum leaking out of your pussy only made you shiver even more, as he stared at your pussy quivering and pushing out his semen. He looked proud.

Hongjoong then walked over to grab a box of tissues after releasing his tie from your hands. He kneeled down, in front of your spread legs.

“Don’t move”, he instructed as you were still trying to catch your breath. He pulled out a handful of tissues and gently wiped you down. When he deemed that your pussy was not overflowing with his cum at least, he discarded the used tissues into the bin. He rubbed your thighs as you slowly sat up, then taking your hand into his, looping his other arm around your waist as he led you to his bathroom. Your heart fluttered how gently he was treating you, especially after fucking you so hard.

“Thank you Hongjoong”, you couldn’t help but say, avoiding his gaze. For fuck’s sake, he was the teaching assistant. And you just had sex with him in his apartment. His place was really out of the way, so when he offered you to stay the night, you agreed.

Only you realised it was a mistake when you changed out to one of his dress shirts, with only a pair of underwear underneath, Hongjoong couldn’t help himself, towering over you the moment you sat on the bed, trapping you between his arms before hungrily kissing you. The sight of you in his shirt had turned him on so much that he insisted you leave the shirt on when he pulled down your panties, and fucked you senseless with his shirt on—twice. He made sure that he unloaded everything into you, panting about being getting hard again the moment he pulled out and seeing you with cum leaking from your cunt while your face was flushed with pleasure, in his dress shirt. For some reason, that set him off.

Mingi was around your apartment with Miyeon, and he jumped as he read a message from his phone. “Y/n, I think you best prepare yourself.” You turned to him, confused, “for what?”

“It seems like San, Woo, Hongjoong and Hwa found out you slept with all of them and Hongjoong wants to meet you.”

“I mean they were fucking good though, like, no lie.” This only earned Mingi’s eye roll.

“I don’t know how you did it but, you definitely got these men hooked. You’d better find a way to settle this.”

Sure enough, a message pinged on your phone from Hongjoong, asking to meet up at a nearby cafe.

You entered the cafe, already knowing what to expect, as you neared a table with four familiar men. Wooyoung had his arms crossed with a pout on his face, San was looking up at you with thinned lips as he scratched the back of his head, Seonghwa with his usual smile, giving you a polite bow as you approached, and Hongjoong pushing his glasses up.

“Right. I forgot you all knew each other,” you huffed. “Can I help you all?”

“Y/n, I know you’re still kinda upset at me for what happened but Seonghwa?? I knew I saw that bike from somewhere”, San sulked.

“That’s what you get for being dick, San”, Wooyoung scoffed, earning a shove from the other male. “I still really liked being around you.”

Seonghwa cleared his throat. “Y/n, I know you weren’t looking for anything serious but what are the odds of it being all four of us?”

You had your hand on your hip, and you shrugged, “Maybe it’s fate.”

Hongjoong spoke up, “we called you here because we wanted you know your plans moving forward.”

“What plans? I thought it was like a fun thing yknow?” You played dumb.

“We…want you to choose”, San asserted.

You stayed silent for a moment, the four boys were nervously awaiting for your answer, even if they didn’t show it.

“I mean I would but that’s only if I lose the game,” you responded.

Wooyoung looked the most confused out of the bunch and he’s the first one who spoke up, “what game?”

“First who falls in love is a loser”, you smiled, already celebrating your victory as you leave the boys staring after you, realising they’d lost, terribly.

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