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scarlet-star-witch · 3 years ago

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His Sanctuary

Hwang Jun-ho x female reader

Summary: Jun-ho returns home to his wife, unaware of the unexpected visitor she had received in his absence

Word count: 2622

Warnings: Smut!

~~ Checking the clock again, she sighed heavily, rolling her eyes at herself when she noticed only a minute had passed since she had last checked.

Jun-ho had told her he would be gone for a few days, but it was nearing a week now since he’d left and her tension was rising. She hadn’t even heard from her husband once, which was extremely out of character for him.

He knew how much his choice of career put her on edge and he was always quick to reassure her whenever his job became dangerous. He never failed to ease her mind, but now, his silence spoke volumes and it was making her jump to the worst conclusions.

Barely focusing on the show currently playing on the television, her eyes continued to fall to the clock and then to her phone, as if she could force it to ring and she could finally hear his voice again.

A knock sounded on the door, making her jump up from the couch, anticipation seeping through every inch of her. Why would Jun-ho knock on the door to his own house, the bitter thought came to her and she immediately deflated, walking towards the door on slumped steps.

Her eyes widened, shock flowing through her as she stared back at the man on her front steps.

“In-ho?”

He smiled charmingly, stepping past her frozen form to enter the house.

“Good to see you, it’s been a while.”

She sputtered, quickly closing the door and following him into the kitchen where he was pouring himself a glass of wine from the bottle she had opened earlier, watching as he acted like he owned her house.

“Where the hell have you been? Everyone’s been so worried. Jun-ho’s out looking for you right now. Have you seen him? Or called him at least?” She fired off questions rapidly, still slightly in disbelief by her brother-in-law's presence.

“Have you talked to my brother?” He asked casually and she paused, his question taking her off guard.

“Not since he left.”

“You’re worried?”

“Of course I am.” She answered in slight offense. “You should call him, tell him you’re ok so he can stop worrying about you.”

“I’ve seen him.” In-ho replied, trying to keep his voice steady. The image of his brother, the look on his face after he had shot him, haunted him.

“You have? Is he ok?”

“He’s fine. Why wouldn't he be?”

She stiffened slightly at his question, his tone raising the hairs on the back of her neck. In-ho cleared his throat and quickly plastered on another charming smile.

“Anyways, I was just checking in. I’ll get out of your way.” He swallowed the last of his wine and patted her shoulder as he passed, leaving her to gape at him in confusion at his quick exit, thrown off by his strange visit after he’d been MIA for so long.

He stopped at the door and turned back to face her. “When you see Jun-ho, don’t tell him I was here.”

“Why would-”

“Don’t tell him. Understand?” In-ho interrupted, his voice stern, making her look at him back at him with hesitance. Of all the years she’d known him, he had never once spoken to her like this. It was unsettling to say the least.

She nodded wordlessly and as soon as the door closed behind him, she let out a harsh breath, raking a hand through her hair, feeling her stress levels rising even more after his visit.

Her unease didn’t leave her for the rest of the night and by the next day, she was contemplating calling the police to get them involved. Jun-ho’s coworkers knew her, she thought they would at least be sympathetic to his sudden departure.

None of it made sense to her. In-ho’s disappearance and then sudden reappearance left her on edge. He said he had seen Jun-ho, so why hadn’t she heard from him? Why hadn’t he come home yet?

She worried herself for the entire day. By the time midnight rolled around, she felt sick to her stomach as another day passed without hearing from her husband.

Crawling into their shared bed, she practically collapsed in exhaustion. Their rescue cat Jun-ho had insisted on getting moved to lay on her chest, purring contentedly. Thoughts of her husband never left her brain, but her exhaustion was too great to ignore and the second her eyes closed, she fell into a fitful sleep.

That was how Jun-ho found her as he slowly made his way into their house hours later in the still dark early morning.

A shaky breath escaped him as he saw the family he had formed sleeping peacefully. He swallowed the lump that grew in his throat and sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes never leaving her.

“Hey buddy.” He whispered to the cat, softly petting the purring furball. He scooted closer to his wife, gently brushing a strand of hair that had fallen over her cheeks.

Thoughts of the past week, the horrors he had seen, the harsh and twisted truths he had exposed, raced through his head as he looked at her, the woman he loved. Tears grew in his eyes as he thought of how close he had come to never making it home.

Gently moving the cat off her sleeping form, he chuckled slightly as it meowed at him angrily at being disturbed. He laid himself next to his wife and wrapped his arms around her greedily, feeling himself deflate into her body, desperately needing to feel healed from the sick violence he had witnessed, all at the hands of his own brother.

Feeling his emotions reaching a peak he couldn’t stop, he buried his head in the crook of her neck, his tears hitting her warm skin.

She stirred, letting out a tired moan. “Jun-ho?”

“I’m here, my love.”

She hummed and leaned into his embrace, pure tranquility washing over her at the sound of his voice for a few quiet seconds before realization crashed onto her tired brain. Her eyes flung open and she turned around to face him, tears already streaming down her cheeks as she saw him again.

“You… you’re back.”

“I’m back.”

“Where did… I mean, what took-” She stammered frantically. Jun-ho just held her closer and placed a kiss on her forehead.

“I’m here. I’m ok.” He assured her, leaving out the aching wound in his shoulder that burned for attention.

As he held his wife, feeling her heartbeat against his, taking in the scent of her shampoo, feeling her legs tangle with his, he felt the lump in his throat grow again.

He needed her.

Leaning down, he crashed his lips to hers, kissing her with a fervor. She moaned against him and kissed him back deeply, their lips and tongues a fiery tangle of passion and love. She didn’t question why he held her tighter than ever, why he kissed her like he had been away from her for years instead of days, why his breath hitched, like he could barely keep control of himself.

His hands were eagerly roaming every inch of her body as his mouth devoured her, desperate to force the disgusting memories and images of that place from his brain.

When he heard that first high pitched moan as he dipped his hand beneath her panties, curling his finger inside her, he finally felt relief, like the horrors he witnessed could roll off his back like water.

Her hands pulled at his hair as her hips eagerly grinded against his hand, a litany of pleas escaping her lips as he pleasured her.

“Jum-ho, please.” She whispered, the look in her eyes making his emotions swell again.

He could’ve never returned, he could’ve left her all alone. The thoughts were too much to fathom and quickly kissed her hard again before he could let his tears fall. He quickly undid his belt, not bothering to remove his clothing, he didn’t want to waste even a few precious seconds.

He only moved her panties to the side and with one heavy thrust, sunk into her fully. A harsh grunt left his lips and he began to fuck her roughly, pounding into her with abandon.

She screamed his name, her hands holding onto his back tightly, reaching under his shirt to find his hot skin, her nails digging into him. He hissed in pleasure at the slight pain, his eyes falling closed in bliss.

There was no regard for their neighbours as he picked up the pace, the headboard beginning to slam against the wall, her moans crescendoing and his heavy breaths and groans filling the room with their passionate tryst.

He gripped her waist tightly, holding her to him as he used her body, fucking her with a enthusiasm that wasn’t exactly unfamiliar to them, but his desperation for her was different, more intense than it had ever been before.

“Fuck, that’s it.” He moaned as her hips grinded against his. He gripped onto her thigh and hiked it upwards and over his shoulder, allowing him to thrust into her even deeper. He shivered as she moaned louder in that position.

“Jun-ho!” She yelled as his hips rolled against hers. He hit her perfectly every time, making her see stars.

Her body went rigid, her eyes rolling back as she felt herself reaching the edge. He was fucking her so good, she knew it wouldn’t be long.

He whispered her name frantically, looking down at her with reverence.

“Come on, Love. Cum for me, please, please, give it to me.” He babbled relentlessly.

He could feel his resolve slipping, just about to tip over the edge into ecstasy, but he needed her to find it first.

It only took a few more harsh thrusts for her to shatter under him. She gripped onto him tightly, her back arching as she cried out loudly for him, screaming his name in pleasure.

The sound of her in bliss did him in quickly. His pace became erratic, his hips stuttering against hers and with a shameless cry, he hunched over her, cumming hard inside of her.

Their ears rang at the sudden absence of noise, leaving only heavy panting in their wake. His arms shook, his body thoroughly spent, no longer able to continue to hold himself up.

His tired and aching body fell against hers, leaving no inch of space between them. They came down slowly, taking silent minutes for their racing hearts to slow. One of her hands began to trail a light up and down motion on his back while her other tangled in his hair, gently caressing his sweaty strands.

Her soothing touch was what made him finally break. He sniffled, the sound startling her out of her blissed out state.

“Jun-ho?”

She reached over, turning on the lamp beside her, illuminating the room in dim light. She reached out, cradling his face in her hands, the sight of the tears rolling down his cheeks sending an ache through her heart.

“What happened?”

He just shook his head, unable to tell her of the twisted brutality he had seen. He wouldn’t mar her mind with it, he wouldn’t dare expose her to it.

Her eyes flitted across his face, searching for any indication of what was going through his mind. Her gaze trailed downwards and as she came to the dark stain on the shoulder of his jacket, her face fell.

Gently brushing a finger against it, she gasped when it came back red.

“It’s fine. I’m ok.” Jun-ho assured her instantly before she could start on what he knew would be a tirade of concerned questions. She carefully took off his jacket and helped him remove his shirt, wincing at the pained groan that slipped from his lips unknowingly.

A horrified gasp escaped her when she saw the gunshot wound on his shoulder, her stomach twisting in agony. Her eyes filled with tears, only making him hold her tighter when he saw them.

“What happened?”

Jun-ho sighed tiredly, leaning his forehead against her shoulder. He was too exhausted to even think of an answer.

“I’ll explain everything later. I just want to lay with you now.”

“Let me clean you up.”

Before he could argue, she got out of bed, her hand brushing against his as he reached out to her, a soft whine of displeasure escaping him at her absence. She collected all the medical supplies she had gathered over the years, ones she’d never had to use before.

Her hands shook as she disinfected the wound. A shaking breath left her as she cleaned the blood, suddenly realizing she had come close to losing him.

“We should get you to a hospital.”

“Not now.”

“Jun-”

“Tomorrow, I promise.” He assured her. “I want to stay with you tonight.”

She was left unable to refuse his whispered request. As she finished laying the gauze over his wound, she gently helped him lay down, making sure not to jostle his wound. She lay down beside him, her arm wrapping around his waist, holding him tightly.

“I wish you told me you were hurt.”

“Then you wouldn’t have let me fucked you.”

She scoffed and slapped his chest playfully. “You’re ridiculous.”

He smiled and kissed the top of her head. He revelled in her touch, feeling himself finally relax in her arms, something he worried he would never be able to do again, not after what he’d seen.

“You don’t have to worry about me so much.” He told her, wishing she wasn’t such a bleeding heart who felt so deeply. It was something he loved about her, but it was times like these, when he did get hurt on the job, that he wished she didn’t feel it.

“Of course I do.”

The simple words sent his heart soaring. Despite everything that had happened in the past week, the care he felt in that one sentence made emotions swell within him once again.

The relief he felt in her embrace was dizzying.

“I love you.” He whispered.

She smiled and nestled in closer to him. “I love you too.”

Her gentle touch was all he needed to let go of the horrors running through his mind. He would deal with it tomorrow, let it be a problem for the future. For now, all he needed to focus on was her and it was through her affections that he was able to fall into a much needed sleep.

She waited patient minutes until she knew he was in a deep sleep to move out of his embrace, careful not to disturb him.

She grabbed all of the trash around the room from the medical supplies and went to the kitchen to throw them away. She didn’t want the reminder he was hurt staring at her all night. She huffed in annoyance when she saw the garbage was full and gathered the bag, tying it at the end.

Opening the door slowly, to not make too much noise, she left the house and walked the small distance to the dumpster around the corner. As she threw the garbage away, her shoulders tensed, her senses going haywire at the feeling of eyes on her.

Turning on her heel, she scanned the dark alleyways around her and flinched, her heart racing when she saw In-ho across the road, looking at her intently.

Her frightful gaze was locked on him, like a deer caught in headlights that were seconds from crashing into it, seconds from ending its life.

In-ho just smiled and put a finger to his lips in a shushing motion, reminding her of what he’d ordered of her so sternly.

Don’t tell Jun-ho.

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therealromewrites · 3 years ago

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Have your Cake

Fandom: Squid Game (Netflix)

Relationship: Hwang Jun-ho x Female Reader (Y/N)

Age: 18+ Explicit (Under 18s go away!)

Warnings: Smut, fluff and intimacy, vaginal fingering, oral (F receiving), face sitting, slight body image anxiety, food play, nipple play, P in V penetration, riding, eating off each other, praise kink, slight soft dom reader and sub Jun-ho (Slight tease).

Word Count Total: 5564

Note: This came to me whilst I was eating cupcakes and was desperate for a fic like this. Jun-ho was perfect and it took a different turn than what I was honestly expecting. It turned out to be more fluffier and intimate which works just as well. Next I will try to write out some of the requests. I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think! I can tag you in other fics as well and check my masterlist for more!

Tagged: @squidgamesmut @leia-origami

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Summary: Jun-ho has had a bad day and it was his birthday as well. He comes home to find an unpredictable present which turns his night and life around.

Have you ever felt like you could pull your hair out at the amount of shit people give you? Jun-ho was feeling more than just that, he was close to pulling his gun out on someone. Every hustling and bustling sound in the police station was the equivalent to nails on a chalkboard. He flinched with every squeak as he marked up the police reports.

It was a slow day at the station as everyone seemed engrossed in completing paperwork. Even the police chief seemed dead asleep at his desk as Jun-ho huffed an exasperated breath, running a hand through his thick hair and reclining back on his chair. His eyes darted around the bright office before landing on a photo frame of you, his girlfriend.

An oakwood engraved frame with you laying on grass on a summer day. You looked stunning with a light blue striped dress and straw hat, you were laying down with glee on your face. It was your six month anniversary that day and Jun-ho had a picnic planned for the two of you. He made your favourite kimbaps along with soju which made you fall in love deeper with one another.

His thumb pressed up on the picture as the memories of that day flowed through him before his smile dropped at the thought of what happened this morning. He woke up in a cold bed with a message from you, saying you had to leave for work early and this spiralled into a troublesome morning. He had car trouble before being called up to a neighbourhood to deal with rowdy teenagers.

After those terrible events, he came to the police station with a mountain of paperwork to be processed because the main archivist was off work, hence every detective and officer needed to complete their own paperwork and process it. The time was ticking slowly as the sunlight flickered in the office. He needed coffee as he stood up and swung his jacket over his shoulders.

Jun-ho slipped out of his office to go towards the break room. The walls were a dull grey and the carpeted floor looks like it's seen better days in its prime as the young detective entered the room. It was sad looking with a tall metallic fridge next to a small countertop. A dripping faucet and an ancient looking coffee machine. The cup dispenser had been replenished as Jun-ho stepped forward to turn the machine on.

The machine gurgled as it began to boil water before it then shot out spurts of coffee into a glass jug. A small sound vibrated in his pocket as he took his phone out to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Happy birthday Jun-ho!" A smile came to his face as his mother's delighted voice echoed from the phone.

"Thank you, Mom."

"How's your day been so far, my angel?"

"Normal."

He can sense a frown from his mother's tone, following the next set of words.

"Did you not do anything exciting today? Where's Y/N?"

His heart panged a little at the mention of his girlfriend. His mom liked you a lot and cared for you like a daughter. Jun-ho tried not to let his disappointment show in his voice.

"Not yet. Besides, she had to work today."

"Regardless, she should have cancelled her work to spend time with you today. It's your birthday and she should have been there for you."

"Leave it, Mom! Besides I think she mentioned she had an important work deadline coming up so it's not right for me to tell her to leave work just for me."

"Still. She seemed like a sweet girl. The least she could have done was make you dinner."

Jun-ho rolled his eyes at his mother's admonishing tone. She meant well and besides he and you hadn't been dating for long so total commitment wasn't on the table just yet. Although he was ready to commit to a long term relationship with you, any way possible. The young detective poured his coffee into his cup and was heading towards his office, exchanging pleasantries with his mother.

Being engrossed in his phone call, he hadn't noticed the Captain was approaching his direction, the older man was looking disgruntled as Jun-ho bumped straight into his boss. The coffee tipped backwards and spilt over his plain white t-shirt. It stained and steamed immediately as Jun-ho panted heavily and fanned his shirt to cool away the steam. His phone clattered to the floor along with his paper cup.

The Captain let out an annoyed curse as the papers he had dropped to the floor, stained with brown murky stains. Immediately the older man's eyes flared and his face huffed red in anger.

"Detective Hwang! Why do you not look where you're going?"

Jun-ho could have burst at his Captain the way he was accusing him for not paying attention. He had no coffee and his shirt was ruined as the young detective gritted his teeth.

"Sorry Captain. Was in the middle of an urgent call."

"But still you had eyes to see where you're going right? Go home, Hwang. Take the rest of the day off so you don't bother me again."

The young detective clenched his jaw with refrain as he gave a brisk nod to the Captain's order. Which was total bullshit but at least he could go home and calm down about the shitty day he's having so far. He watched the way his boss picked up the documents off the floor, huffing and puffing whilst returning back to office, no doubt grumbling about his incompetence.

Jun-ho crouched down to return to the call with his mother but the screen was black and faded out. He couldn't believe his phone was dead as he angrily huffed to himself, wishing for the day not to get worse as he stomped out of the police precinct and into his car.

The music in the car was doing nothing to relax him, as Jun-ho stared mindlessly out his windshield. The traffic was now another problem to his mind as he waited for the roads to clear. Lunchtime rush was almost a never ending endeavor as he glanced at the time on his watch. His girlfriend wouldn't be home for another several hours which had his mood sour even more.

Today was not his day as he pinched at his forehead to send away the building headache. After what seemed like an eternity, he was finally allowed to move his car out of the junction. Not long later, he was pulling up into the car park of his apartment complex. Willing himself to be relaxed, he got out of the car and was heading towards the elevator.

It seemed his stroke of bad luck wouldn't stop as his eyes glared at the out of order sign. His apartment was on the ninth floor, Jun-ho pursed his eyes closed to once again control his temper. He shoved the stairs doors open and took broad steps up the stairs, rushing to get to the apartment before anything worse happened.

He could feel a slight sweat perspire in his back as he reached the top of the stairs, exhaling deeply before entering the corridor. The hallway had six doors to separate apartments, his one was at the end of the hallway. Walking up, he was about to get his keys out of his pocket when he heard the low hum of music rumble from behind the door.

No one else was supposed to be home and he didn't leave the stereo on as Jun-ho's senses alleviated to a high alert. His deft hand reached into the left shoulder strap, unclipping to get his police issue gun out. With a steady grip on his weapon, the detective carefully brought his key to unlock the door.

Once the clicks unlocked, he pushed the handle down and had his gun raised in front of him before putting a foot past the door. He took another step and brought his whole body swiftly inside, his gaze steely as he took in the darkened living room.

Deliberating between stealth or an open encounter, the latter was proving to be a better option as he exclaimed out in the unknown.

"Whoever you are, you are trespassing! Show yourself and I'll ensure you'll get a lesser criminal sentence."

"Surely as your girlfriend, I'm allowed to trespass whenever I want?"

Jun-ho's face furrowed with confusion at the soft teasing voice. It sounded a lot like his girlfriend but it wasn't possible. You were meant to be at work till late evening. Needing more answers, his fingers blindly went towards the wall, finding the switch and flicking it down so the lights faded on.

The sight that beheld him almost had him faint as he saw you on the floor. There was a see through plastic tarp underneath you and your form was laying flat on the floor surrounded by cushions. His eyes trailed up your body as you were completely bare, save for your torso and privates.

There was some sort of concoction which covered your beautiful curvaceous parts. It looked like cake, judging by the way it crumbled and was only held together by a light blue coloured frosting. Jun-ho stepped closer and his eyes seemed to bulge out of his sockets as he saw 'Happy birthday Jun-ho' written on your stomach, sitting atop the cake mixture which seemed to be smeared on your body.

You were quite literally caked in cake as he tried to get his brain to catch up with the confusion. This was something he was not expecting and it certainly worked in your favour as he took in your smug expression.

"Surprise!"

"Y/N? What are you -? Aren't you supposed to be at work right now?"

You knew you had taken him by surprise as you rolled his eyes at his confused words.

"You don't like your surprise?"

"No! This is a wonderful and welcome surprise? I just … had the impression you were busy tonight."

Your eyes softened at the tone of insecurity laced in his voice. It was tricky for this plan to have worked as you watched the way he dropped to his knees beside you, his eyes constantly darting to the cake on your body.

"Busy on your birthday? No way in hell! That would be very cruel of me and it's an important day."

Your words had gotten to him as you watched the way his cheeks flushed red before his hand rested on top of your knee.

"Thank you."

"No, thank you. Happy birthday, baby!"

Jun-ho happily grinned as he bent down slightly to peck at your lips before letting his eyes linger at your body. You could tell he was eager to explore what you had presented to him as he lowly whispered.

"So, is this my birthday cake?"

You bit at your lower lip and shook your head in agreement, your heart swelled at the way his smile grew bigger. You knew he would be particularly excited by this gift as his finger was about to go towards your cake covered torso.

"Mind if I have a taste?"

"No, Jun-ho! First we have to blow out the candles and sing happy birthday!"

"Of course we must," He grinned as he tried to shake out of his jacket, his fingers curling around the hem of his coffee stained shirt. Almost teasing you by the way his head tilted to the right. "How would you like me to get ready?"

"I mean, it's no birthday without a birthday suit…"

With a firm nod, his torso puffed out slightly as he dragged the cloth over his firm muscular body. You could never tire from seeing him shirtless as he stood before you like a lion ready to devour you. You lucked out on Jun-ho as he quickly tossed his shoes and socks to the side. Before then slowly unbuttoning his jeans, tantalisingly pushing them over his thick thighs and sculpted calves.

You held a breath as you took in his semi-nude lean form, restraining yourself from leaping onto his body, as you willed yourself to let him take what he wanted from you. Today was Jun-ho's day, even though the present was more for the two of you to enjoy, you shook your head to brush your hair away from your collarbone, presenting yourself as a gift to your boyfriend.

"So where's the candles?"

You leaned back to gesture at the coffee table beside you, a few blue coloured single candles and a box of matches were on top as your boyfriend swiped at them and put the candles in the place of their holders which were already on the cake on your body. A quick light and ten candles were lit as yours and Jun-ho's eyes softly connected.

There was no doubt that Jun-ho was mesmerized by your tender loving gestures, he was almost thanking you with his eyes as you took to singing 'happy birthday!' in a soft voice. He's never had a birthday like this before and after this moment, he certainly doesn't want to let you go ever. It was clear to him that you meant a great deal as you finished off.

"Happy birthday to you! Come on Baby, blow your candles out."

How could he refuse you anything ever? Going by the soft unconditional expression in your eyes and lips, he tried to forge this facial expression in his mind forever. He parted your legs slightly so he could lean in between them to blow at the candles on your body, no doubt enticing you with a good time. The candles went out from the gentle blow of his breath and now came the fun

Discarding the candle and it's holders, your boyfriend took his time to thoroughly examine your body. Making a step by step plan on which parts of your body he wanted to feast on but you were in charge of this surprise, thus he didn't want to throw off your plans.

"Now can we have some cake?"

Who were you to refuse his sweet request as you nibbled at your bottom lip, a small nod and with a soft purr.

"Of course, Baby!"

You inhaled deeply as you watched the way his brown eyes flashed black with lust, his tongue peeked out from his lips as he rested his hands on your knees. This birthday present was going to unleash a feral side to your boyfriend which you were more than willing to pay the price for. You loved him deeply but you saw the truth to him in the intimate lights. He was vulnerable and trusting that you couldn't hold back a smile for him.

Jun-ho leaned down and bit into a small chunk of cake, catching a little bit of the frosting which was melting from your body heat. It was light and fluffy with the creamiest vanilla buttercream. The cake itself had strawberry essence infused inside and his eyes rolled back at the explosion of the marriage of flavours. Of course you would make his favourite cake flavour, as he audibly groaned and let his head roll back, over dramatically emphasising his appreciation.

The cake was made really well and paired with the faint taste of you, it was a perfect slice of heaven. He knew that the way he would react would rile you up, uncontrollably. As he swallowed, his head straightened back to watch the way your face melted into a lax lusty spell. He had you in his clutches now as he hummed at the flavour of the cake.

"That is a really good cake. Do you want some, my Darling?"

You gave another nod but Jun-ho had a tease of a smirk on his face. His fingers went down to scoop a bit of cake into his mouth, chewing and swallowing the sweet concoction. A tone of mischief was laced in his voice as he requested you.

"I want to hear you, my Darling."

"Please, birthday boy … feed me some cake?"

His cock twitched at the way you gave him a new nickname, his eyes glimmered as he leant down to where your breast would be. Your eyes locking intensely with his, he opened his jaw and lifted some cake into his mouth, prowling over you with his mouth full of cake.

It's an unusual way to eat cake but you wouldn't refuse such a gentle offer as you poked your tongue into his mouth to take the cake in and chew it. You did an amazing job with baking the cake as a pleasant buzz left your lips, your taste buds vibrated against the succulent dessert as your eyes dropped to another tasty delicacy. His lips.

They were plump and pink with the slightest bit of blue buttercream hanging on the corner of his lip, seducing you to come closer. You couldn't let Jun-ho be messy on his birthday, you swallowed your cake piece and brought your head close to where your breath hit his cheekbone. The flat of your tongue curled and licked at the blue buttercream, letting it melt against the roof of your mouth. The two of you were playing with fire as the warmth of your breaths lingered and danced together.

You wanted to prolong the teasing as you brought your fingers to pinch at some cake, bringing it up to his bottom lip as a way for him to eat some more cake. His long fingers enclosed over your wrist as his teeth grazed the length of your fingers to consume the sweet dessert you were offering. His eyes were staring dead straight into yours as warm saliva started to coat the pad of your digit, licking at the residual crumbs stuck on.

Jun-ho was going above and beyond to see you break and have his way with him, or the other way around. Soft grunts left his lips as he suckled at your fingers, his eyes fluttered closed and his fringe drooped in front of his eyes. You couldn’t hold it anymore as you snatched your index and middle away to squeeze at his jaw, lifting his head to your face as a flame danced around your eyes. This took your boyfriend by surprise and his cock twitched at the power you were trying to hold over him.

Your voice dropped to a slightly low octave as you raised yourself to your knees. “You’re meant to be enjoying your cake, Birthday boy! I worked so hard to bake this for you.”

He was in for a wild night as a gentle whine left from deep in his esophagus. “I’m sorry Baby … I wanted a taste of you as well.”

The way you cooed at him, had goosebumps erupting on his arms. “Aw! Birthday boy wanted a taste of me? You should have asked. Lay down.”

Your loving boyfriend over eagerly obeyed your command, a wide grin plastered on his face as he watched you wipe off the cake onto the plastic sheet underneath you. Streaks of blue buttercream and crumbs of cake were stuck smeared on your body and it was looking reminiscent of a highly provocative image in Jun-ho’s mind. Your supple thick thighs straddled his stomach, sliding up to hover at his chest.

Once again, you were being tentative about your weight as he felt your thighs tense and unclench with nerves, a ghost of a frown lingered on your lips. Jun-ho rubbed his hand across the top of your thighs to help you relax, ready to stop your love making to comfort you and you knew that any signs of hesitation would mean an end to your gift to him. You brought your palm to cup Jun-ho’s cheek, you croak a nervous whisper to him.

“Are you sure you want me to …” You make a gesture at his face which is enough implication for him to understand. He gives a firm nod with determination in his facial expression.

“More than anything. I want to taste everything on you.”

Your cheeks flushed hot with warmth as you brought your core to hover over his mouth, it was one of his favourite sights to explore and map. Your labia was spongey and dripping with arousal whereas your clitoris was engorged, ready to be devoured, your vagina clenched and pushed out a bit of cum from your slit. His hot breath tingled at the bottom of your lips as he murmured with mesmiration.

“God, you’re beautiful! And mine.”

His hands anchored themselves to your love handles, tugging at you to press your weight onto his face as his lips connected to your lower lips, a soft peck before his tongue swiped up and down to slurp at the wetness in between your thighs. A faint taste of the cake he had earlier mingled with the mild taste of you and he groaned rather loudly at the marriage of flavours. Your jaw was agape at the way Jun-ho was lapping at your vulva.

Your thighs tensed around his head as you gave Jun-ho full control over your body, your sticky hand stroked across your boyfriend’s scalp before clutching his dark short cut hair, the other hand rested on the floor as a way to hold yourself. The way your body arched in the dim yellow light, a faint sight of sweat glistened near your neck as your nipples were erect from the cool air. It made Jun-ho’s cock strain against his tight black boxers as he pressed to praise you.

“You might have my favourite flavour of cake but my favourite flavour will always be the sweetness dripping in between your legs.”

His tongue circled and flicked at your clitoris, a trigger that made you thrust and grind your core against his face. He continued to entice you as he brought a finger round to pinch at the erogenous nub. You jutted your hips harder against his face as you drowsily mumbled.

“Birthday boy! Please?”

“Please what?”

“I … want to come.”

“Go ahead Darling, I’m not stopping you. You’re my good girl.”

With his permission, you let out a silent shudder and shiver as your vagina clenched at the ministrations being done. He wasn’t done yet and you knew you were in for another ride, Jun-ho could die a happy man with his face between your thighs. ‘His favourite flavour’ as the two of you shared a tender connection. He moved his mouth away slightly to coo sweet words.

“You’ve done so well for me. My good girl. Can you do one more?”

You give a firm rigorous nod which permitted your boyfriend to once again attack your sopping genitals. His sandpapery tongue glided across your labia before circling around your slit, The way he grunted and moaned sent vibrations up your spine as he relentlessly tried to engulf himself into your cunt. He pursed his lips around your clitoris and gave a firm suck which had you roll your hips harder onto his face.

Jun-ho could spend the entire night licking and guzzling you but he knew you would want something else, thus he dragged his tongue to push through the tight walls of your opening. A quick flinch and sharp inhale left your lips as you watched the way his eyes were lulling at your essence. His nose grazed and pushed at your clitoris as his tongue began to slowly penetrate your vagina.

“You taste so good, my Darling. Drown me in your sweetness.”

Deep moans and whines were trickling out of your lips as you began to roll your vagina to meet with your boyfriend’s tongue thrusts. You desperately wanted him to sink his cock into you as you warned him about your impending orgasm.

“Jun-ho, I’m gonna - Jun-ho!”

Your body froze and stuttered as your vagina began to leak more onto your boyfriend’s jaw, your head rolled back as you cried out in unexpected pleasure. Jun-ho felt a numbing pain in his lower jaw but he ignored it to smile at your slightly debauched appearance. His lips were puffy and plump from your vagina and he decided now would be the time to say what should have been said a long time ago.

“You’re so beautiful. It’s why I love you.”

He could tell that you hadn’t fully registered his confession, too drunk off the pleasure he was giving you as a sweet gentle glow took hold of his face. You could feel Jun-ho shift your body down so you could finally be eye level with him, he sat up with you on his lap and your legs went around his waist. His large palms rested atop your upper back to stop you from falling back, although there were pillows around you and he could lay you down.

Jun-ho wanted to express his love in this intimate light, he wanted to show you his vulnerability and intimacy as one hand cupped your chin to let your lips hover next to each other. He spoke louder this time to help you hear his words better.

“I love everything about you and it’s an infinite list. You take such good care of me, listening and helping me to be a better person. I love the way you smell, taste and sound. When you’re like this or talking and chatting to me about your day. I love you, (Y/N).”

You gave it a moment, letting his words sink deep into your skin as your vision zeroed on his form. You knew deeply that he was the only one worth spending life with and the fact that he echoed your sentiments made your love grow exponentially deeper. Jun-ho simply admired the way your lax face hummed and curled with love. Your lips brushed along to Jun-ho’s ear as you hoarsely responded.

“I love you too Jun-ho. You’re the only one worth living for.”

At this moment in time, the two of you could feel your heartbeats synchronising into one synonymous rhythm, your breaths tickled as the two of you gazed deeply into each other's eyes. The raw confession heating the temperature between your bodies as the buttercream was slowly being melted by the closeness of your chests. Without wanting to wait any longer, Jun-ho fervently pressed his lips onto yours, your groans reverberating as your eyes fluttered closed.

There’s the old cliche of fireworks being exploded when a kiss happens, but this kiss was unlike any other kiss you’ve experienced with Jun-ho. This was full of love, trust and unconditionality that your bodies were slowly melting as one. His face was in your sights; you could only feel his skin; hear his gentle grunts and moans; smell his muted musk and taste cake and yourself from his mouth.

Yours and Jun-ho’s lips molded like clay as his tongue began to mingle and fight with your own. His broad hands dragged down to your waist to force your core to shift onto his clothed erection. A soft gasp left your lips as his hardness pressed against your sensitive vagina, he began to guide you into smooth movements as your hips began to grind on each other. You were starting to soak his boxers as the two of you continued to make out.

One of yours wrapped around the nape of his neck, whilst your blunt nails dug into the side of his neck. Your other hand dropped down to grab a handful of cake to smear at the inner crook of his neck, instantly knowing where he was most sensitive. You reluctantly pulled your lips away to press a trail of kisses across his jaw, Adam's apple and then to the base of his jugular where your lips enclosed over the cake.

You sucked and nipped at his neck as his head rolled back and hips bucked harder. The mood heated up further as the slow music in the background was overshadowed by your uncontrollable sexual sounds of pleasure. Jun-ho blindly reached for the cake, swiping it all over your chest before bending down to clean at your chest. His tongue ingested the painted streaks of buttercream before his teeth pinched at your nipple.

A rather loud mixture of a whine and a moan erupted from your lips as you cupped Jun-ho’s chin to look directly into your eyes, the tone was hoarse and scratchy.

“Please birthday boy! I need you.”

Jun-ho agreed to your demand and raised you up slightly to tug his boxers down his waist, tugging it off as it pooled by his ankles. His erection was close to a bright red with a small drip of precum going down the length of his dick. You licked at your cakey hand, bringing it down to angle his dick at the entrance of your slit. You slowly slid down to let him be accommodated into your tight walls.

His eyes watered slightly as his thumb rested on your bottom lip, an innocent gesture as he whispered. “I love you so much!”

“I love you too, Jun-ho.”

The two of you bounced as his fingers clawed into your waist, his mouth spewing praises all around.

“I love you! You’re so tight and gorgeous! I’m glad you’re all mine.”

The only thing you could do was agree to his words as you thrusted your hips against his, the angle was pressing against your g-spot and you could feel your orgasm approaching quicker than normal. You tightened your core around his dick, he stuttered and choked, increasing the depth of his thrusts until you felt a gush of his ejaculate swell inside you. His thumb went down to circle at your clitoris to trigger your orgasm.

“Come on, Darling! I need you to cum now. Cum!”

“Fuck! Yes!”

A few quick strokes at your clitoris caused a rumbling moan to leave your lips as you screeched your boyfriend’s name. No doubt, letting your neighbours around you know who you belong to. The pitch of your voice was a mixture of highs and lows as your thrusts slowed to a stop. A mixture of sweat mixed with the buttercream on your bodies, Jun-ho’s forehead rested against your shoulder as your nose pressed into his sweaty sticky hair.

The birthday cake was a mush around your heaving bodies, as you could feel his cum drip down the curve of your butt. It was a light atmosphere as Jun-ho lifted his head to gaze lazily into your eyes. It felt like a weight of confusion lifted off both of your shoulders as you felt satiated with tonight’s events, Jun-ho celebrated his birthday whilst also reaffirming his feelings and stance of the relationship with you.

Your hands rested against his cheeks, you leant down for a brief peck before once again repeating your new favourite confession. “I love you, birthday boy.”

“I can never tire from saying and hearing it. I love you too. And thank you, for my birthday surprise.”

Jun-ho tried to lift the two of you up so you could clean up in the bathroom but found that his legs were numb and shaky from your intense love making. A huffed breath left his lips as he grinned at you. “You … literally made my legs numb.”

A twinkling laugh left your lips that made your boyfriend’s heart swell with pride. “I’m glad my birthday present could do that. We can just lay here and wait for our legs to recover.”

You arched forward to bring a pillow closer so your boyfriend could lay down and pull you on top of him. You hadn’t realised it but there was now a niggling ache around your knees and Jun-ho’s butt as you brought your hands to massage at your knee. It wasn’t the best idea to have sex on the hard floor of your living room. You had a lot to fix for next time. He still couldn’t understand how you orchestrated this entire thing, his hands drawing random shapes at the back of your shoulder as he glanced down to inquire.

“How did you even manage to pull this off?”

“Well I had some help for today. I had to wait for you to leave before me and my friends set to work to bake the cakes. They helped put the cake on my body. Don’t worry they were all girls. I also asked your mom to distract you and your Captain to send you home by lunchtime.”

Everyone was in on it as his facial expressions scrunched up into a slightly unamused face. If his mother and captain were in on the surprise then that meant, they knew - an uncomfortable shudder went down his spine as you laughed at his calculating thoughts.

“Don’t worry, birthday boy! Your mother and the captain don’t know what we did. They think we had a birthday lunch, that's all.”

“More like a birthday dessert.”

You rolled your eyes as you had another bite at the cake you made. Appreciating the way it was made as the two of you relaxed in a blissful silence. Jun-ho listed this as his best birthday ever and he had a long way to go to exceed the expectations with your birthday coming. Cleaning up would come later after you rested in each other’s arms, basking in the after glow of your intimate sex.

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intellectualfallacy · 3 years ago

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@madness1999sworld Requested: Hi, can I request for a hwang jun-ho smut where the reader and him have angry sex due to an argument please.

A/N: Thanks for requesting! Hopefully it's good and you guys enjoy!

Rating: Mature 18+

Minors Don't Interact

Warning(s): Smut, Jealousy, Oral (M Receiving)

There was tension in the air as we sat silent on the ride home. I sat staring out the window, facing my body towards the passenger door. He stared straight at the half empty road, hands clenching around the wheel. Junho and I were driving back home from a friends party, streetlights shining into the car as we did. It was an amazing party, we even got to catch up with old friends. I thought the night was going well before I felt his hand grab mines, yanking me away from the party, past small goodbyes and towards the car.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, pulling my hand away as I stopped behind him in the parking lot. He stopped once I let go of him, turning around. He had an agitated look, giving a sarcastic huff as he faced me. He brought a hand up to squeeze the bridge of his nose, taking in a deep breath as he stood there for a moment. It looked as if he was contemplating his next move. “Get in the car.” He simply said as he dropped his hand, walking off as the beeps of the car unlocking went off.

I locked the apartment door behind me as he finished taking off his shoes, walking into the dark living room and turning on the lights. The whole walk to the apartment was silent, him walking feet ahead of me as I was left trailing behind. I was surprised he didn’t let the elevator doors shut in my face and left me waiting for the next. The silence had me fuming. HE was the one who started this and I’M getting the silent treatment?!

Quickly, I set my things down, following behind him. “So you're gonna act like nothing happened?” I asked, a hand grabbing his shoulder and making him face me. He turned harshly and pushed my hand away. “Act like what?” He asked, staring down at me as he tried to walk away towards the room, removing his suit jacket. “Don’t act like more of a dick.” I rushed and stood in front of him, blocking him from the hallway. “You know exactly what I’m talking about.” I said. His expression was contorted in anger and I'm sure mines mirrored his. He glared, throwing the jacket back towards the couch nonchalantly. “I’m not sure to be honest.” He replied. I took a deep breath before I replied, “You yanking me out like nothing!” He clenched his jaw, shaking his head. “You should be the one who knows exactly why I did that." His voice rose, pointing at me. "Me?! What, that I was hanging out with friends?!" I replied, hands moving for emphasis. He gave a dark chuckle, shaking his head. "You are unbelievable." He glared at me for a moment, before saying, "That asshole always finds a way to stick to you like gum." I groaned, rolling my eyes. The guy he was talking about was my new coworker. Both of our cubicles were next to each other so talking was inevitable. He's a nice guy, we had a lot in common but he took that as a green light to ask me out. Ever since I explained that I already had a boyfriend, he's been fine. To me, he doesn't overstep anymore and we have great conversations. That's completely null in Junho's mind.

"Seriously, Junho?!" I said, taking in a deep breath. "I am! Every single fucking time we go out with your friends, he could give half a shit that I'm there, he flirts with you." He said. "He does not! Is just talking with me flirting?!" I yelled, becoming baffled with him. "Even if he doesn't say that he wants to fuck you, it's still in his head." He replied, pointing at his own. "And that's enough to argue about?" I asked. Both of stayed silent for a second. "He knows exactly what he's doing with you." He said lowly. "What is that?" I asked, stepping towards him. He let out a deep breath through his nose, sounding almost like snarl. We stood there, staring at each other. The tension was almost suffocating. Both of us were angry. Furious at each other and our own stubbornness leading to an argument. As much as I understand, he pisses me off to no end when he does that.

He stepped forwards, leaning his face closer to mines. His dark eyes bore into mines, glancing from them and my lips. "Trying to take you away from me." He said, his breath ghosting against my lips. A chill ran down my back involuntarily. He smirked when he noticed, bringing his hands to my waist. "He's that much of a threat?" I replied, staring at him as his grip tightened. "No. I just can't stand him talking to you." He explained, ghosting a hand up to cup my chin. His thumb graced my bottom lip, looking entranced. "What if I keep talking to him?" His eyes snapped back to me, his thumb leaving my lips. His hand gripped my chin, saying, "You love to try me." I smirked, enjoying the way he reacted. "You're sexy when you're angry." I said, closing the gap between us with a harsh kiss.

He groaned and brought his hands back to my hips, leading us to the couch. Our lips never separated as he sat clumsily with me on top of his lap. I grinded down onto him as my hands wrapped around his neck, his traveling everywhere along my back. He groaned as I kept a teasing pace, both of us becoming engrossed in the sensations. He suddenly separated from the kiss, licking his own. "As much as I enjoy this-" His hand went to bottom of my dress, grabbing the hem. "I need this off." He said as I raised my arms to help him, him throwing the dress behind him. I immediately captured his lips again, my hands grasping his face to dominate. He groaned and grabbed my wrists, removing them and separating us. “What are you doing?” He asked, keeping my hands tight. “Don’t be shy. I’m still not happy with you so might as well fuck it out.” I explained, his eyes darkening as he raised an eyebrow. “I’m alright with that.” He said, smirking. I grinned before capturing his lips again, his hands letting go of mines so we could undress each other. Clothes went flying quickly, lips meeting once again as we finished. Our hands wandered, one teasing my nipple as the other stroked the inside of my thigh. My hand rested against his shoulder as I glided it down his chest and his stomach. He trembled slightly as I let it slip down lower. I smirked against his lips as my fingertips touched his member lightly. His hands went to my shoulders, pushing me away harshly. "Hey!" I said, grasping his knee to not fall backwards. "You could use something better than your hand.” He said, pushing my back to fall on my knees on the floor. I let him position me as he sat, his hand moving hair out of my face. I looked at him as a hand grabbed his thigh, the other beginning to stroke his growing cock. I leaned forward, taking in the tip before taking him in as far as I could. He groaned as I started bobbing my head, stroking the rest that couldn’t fit inside. I looked up at him, his eyes meeting mines. “Fuck.” He groaned, throwing his head back against the couch. I moaned around him, relishing in the way that he reacted to me. He kept his head back as a hand grabbed the back of my head, pushing me down further. I gagged as he hit the back of my throat, squeezing my eyes shut as tears stung. He cursed in return, keeping my head moving at the pace he wanted. I could feel myself getting wet as he used me, moaning around him as I let a hand slip down, beginning to rub myself. He groaned and cursed as he kept up his movements, suddenly pulling me off. I gasped as I was finally able to breath properly again, amused at the ropes of spit that connected me to his cock. He breathed heavily, sitting up.

He pulled me up from the floor, moving me onto the couch. His tongue invaded my mouth as he sat me, hands grasping my breast and teasing my nipples. I moaned into his mouth as he separated, standing up. “Face down. Keep your ass up.” He said roughly, moving to watch me position myself. I did as told, feeling vulnerable in this position. He stared for a moment before moving behind me on the couch. I couldn’t see much from my position, leaving me wondering what he was doing. A hand trailed down my back, moving my hair to look down at me. I groaned, looking at him. “Can you fuck me already?” I whined, him giving a chuckle. “Oh, you ask so nicely now.” He teased, using a hand to guide himself in. I groaned, eyes closing as I enjoyed the sensation. “(Y/N).” He groaned, his hands gripping my hips as he filled. I moaned, opening my eyes to look at him. He bit his lip as he struggled to stay still, moaning quietly as he closed his eyes. Groaning, I moved my hips, beginning to fuck myself against him. “Fuck.” He groaned, opening his eyes as he stared down. “Hurry up.” I whimpered, bringing a hand to tease my breast. His eyes darkened as he began to thrust harshly, stilling my hips with a tight grip. I whined out his name as his cock hit my spot every time, sending an amazing feeling through me. "You're so good for me." He groaned, biting his lip. For a moment, both of us couldn’t do anything but be engrossed in the feeling. His grunting and groaning mixed in with the slapping of skin, whimpers and moans coming from me to complete the obscene sound in the room. My face rubbed against the cushion, grasping onto it as he kept up his harsh thrusts. “Junho- I’m gonna come.” I whimpered out. “So fast? Ugh- do it." He groaned, his thrusts starting to become sporadic. I stared at him, him looking back with a pleasured expression. I moaned out his name as I came, eyes closing as I grasped tightly, so much I thought I was ripping them. After a string of curses and harsh thrusts, he came inside of me, keeping my hips tightly against his as he rode his orgasm.

I began to pick up the clothes off the floor as Junho walked in again, a towel in his hand. "I'll pick those up. You go shower." He said, coming up to me and grabbing the clothes, handing me the towel instead. "You don't want to shower too?" I asked, him giving a warm smile. "Better to pick these up before we end up falling asleep. Who knows who'll walk in tomorrow morning." He said as I shook my head lightly. "Thank you." I said, giving him a kiss his cheek. "I'll meet you in a little." He said, me nodding before walking away.

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gothbusterz · 3 years ago

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Lazy Mornings - Jun-Ho x Reader

In which one of Jun-Ho’s fantasies comes true

Warning - pre-consented to sleep blow job (somnophilia), smut

Word count - .9k

Soft light flooded the small studio apartment, creating intricate shapes on the floor in the shape of the trees outside. The breeze rustled the leaves making shadows dance as they sway to and fro.

Jun-Ho slept peacefully as the gentle light lashed his face, his eyes blinking but staying closed as he rolled onto his back with his head lulling to the side to avoid the brightness. He was such a beautiful sight - sleeping peacefully and snoring ever so softly as the sheets clung to his hip bones, leaving his toned chest bare as it slowly rose and fell in a steady rhythm. We laid together until the sun rose, basking in the glow of each other and the world of pleasure we’d taken each other to in the hours previous; until we fell asleep. A perfect night spent worrying about nothing but each other.

Sitting up, I ran my fingers through my hair as I processed the first few thoughts of the day. It was so pleasantly calm. Jun-Ho’s one day off a week was always a special day, but something about that morning felt so peaceful. No responsibilities and no pressures of the outside world.

It was still early, and even though I knew how much Jun-Ho was looking forward to sleeping in, a devious plan began to unfold in my head. The perfect opportunity for something he’d mentioned he’d wanted for a while. Tugging at the sheet keeping the rest of his godly form hidden from me, it slid free. Not waking up, he shifted a bit before settling down again as the cold air kissed his previously covered bottom half.

Shifting to sit between his legs and pulling the sheets to obscure my kneeling form, I gently took a hold of his half hard cock, running my hand up and down his shaft slowly a few times before it twitched to life in my hands. He remained asleep, his head lulling to the other side as a small hum left his sleeping lips. My eyes raked down his stunning body before I bent down and wrapped my lips around the head of his ever hardening cock. I bobbed my head, hand wrapping around what I couldn’t fit in my mouth, my tongue flicking and lapping against the head as best I could while keeping a steady rhythm. It was warm under the blanket and there wasn’t a lot of fresh air but I pushed through, wanting him to bask in the whole experience of the surprise.

Sure enough, I felt the sheet lift and a hand rest on my head before pushing at it in an encouraging gesture. Looking up at him through my eyelashes, I caught his head falling back as he mouthed something I couldn’t quite catch. His fingers tangled up in my hair as he guided my head in a slightly faster rhythm than I had been in before. Looking down at me sleepily, his lips curled into a dumb smile as his eyes followed my movements. He pushed the blanket off of me fully, taking in the sight.

Pulling away, I peppered kisses to his stomach before sitting upright. Jun-Ho’s strong hands grabbed at my waist and pulled me up his body to straddle his waist. His voice was raspy, having only just woken up, and he still wore that dumb grin he’d settled into once he realised what was going on. “Good morning.”

A smile tugged at my lips as I whispered my good mornings back before my hand moved to rest against his cheek, pulling his lips to meet mine. His grip on my waist tightened, grinding my hips down so that our bare skin touched with delicious friction. Before I could react, his strong arms wrapped around my waist and flipped us so that he was hovering over top of me. His eyes were dark with lust and he still held a smile, it was just more of a devious smirk now. His lips abseiled down my neck, eliciting small moans and mewls as he bit and nipped at the supple skin. One hand slipped down between our intertwined bodies and lined himself up before he pushed himself inside, pulling a gasp from my lips and a groan from his.

His hips snapped quickly, pushing as deep as he could as fast as he could. There was a sense of urgency to his movements, as if he couldn’t make himself wait any longer. His head buried into the crook of my neck as he kept up a fast and steady rhythm, chasing release that had been building before he even opened his eyes. His lips tried to form words but all he could manage were pants and whines.

My fingernails dug deep into the flesh of his back, surely breaking it and leaving angry red lines in the shape of my fingers. It only seemed to spur him on more as his thrusts became more irregular and his whines became louder and louder. His fingers gripped hard at the fabric of the pillow either side of my head, tightening with each thrust as he got closer and closer. With a cry, his head dropped to rest his forehead against mine with his eyes squeezed closed, lazily thrusting his way through his high.

The tension in his body loosened and my body held his weight as his arms gave out. He panted softly, slowly getting his breath, before he lifted his head to look into my eyes. The same dumb smile took over his lips again before he pressed them to mine gently.

“What did I ever do to get so lucky?”

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sang-woos · 3 years ago

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friday evenings - cho sang-woo

word count; 7k cw; smut, sub!sang-woo, oral (m recieving), dirty talk, use of sex toys, choking, begging, ruined orgasms, vague mention of daddy kink, clothed sex. authors note; feedback is appreciated so please please give it! thank you so much! also tagging @xiernia as requested!

“Back again?”

“Can’t stay away from you, can I?” Sang-woo said with a smile as he sat himself down on one of the many bar stools.

“The usual?” you asked, already going to pour him a whiskey just as he liked it. Sang-woo had been visiting the bar that you worked in for the last few months, a weekly trip on a Friday night to calm his nerves after a testing working week. “So, what’s stressed you out so much today that you’ve come back here? This is becoming a little bit of a routine.”

“The usual work. I’d rather not talk about my problems when all I'm trying to do is relax after a stressful shift,” he answered, handing you some money.

You already knew that you could keep the change, he didn’t even need to tell you anymore. The two of you had fallen into a casual friendship, he only ever spoke to you when he was at the bar and it's almost as if he knew what shift patterns you worked. You weren't going to lie - there was nothing better than getting ready on an early Friday evening knowing that you were going to see your favourite customer at some point throughout the night. Sang-woo always tipped well plus he was a delight to look at compared to the rest of the drunken idiots that stayed there drinking cheap lager right until the last minute.

“Want to talk about how pretty my new skirt is?” you asked with a smirk, doing a twirl to show Sang-woo the skirt you had purchased with him in the mind. It was a short black skirt that you had got the day before, dirty thoughts in your mind whilst paying for it at the till with the tips that Sang-woo had given you the previous week. You had spent a solid fifteen minutes admiring yourself in the mirror before your shift and wondered what Sang-woo would say, or do, when he saw you in the outfit. “Do I look like a dirty girl?” you added mischievously.

Sexual flirting had become routine between the two of you. Although the friendship had started off as normal, him giving you advice and you helping him relax with endless amounts of booze, it had soon turned into more. Neither one of you acted upon the feelings though, just odd comments throughout the night and quick glances which told you everything that you needed to know about the handsome gentleman.

“Watch your mouth,” he muttered, a hint of humour there however. He nodded towards the new barmaid who was still being trained up by your boss, she was a nice enough girl but you hadn’t conversed with her enough to know much about her. “Who’s that new barmaid?”

“Don’t ask about her when you are sitting across from me. She’s nice though, that’s all you need to know. Don’t be going and giving my tips to her.”

Sang-woo chuckled and shook his head. He reached down into his pocket and pulled out a cigarette. “Why would I do such a thing?” he asked, looking up at you through his eyelashes as he lit his cigarette in one quick movement.

“Maybe you want to fuck her.”

Sang-woo watched as you turned your back to him and grabbed the bottle of Whiskey, getting ready to pour him the next drink. Luckily, it was quiet for a Friday night so you were able to keep all your attention on him and only him.

“No, I don’t. I have my eyes on someone else.”

“Anyone in particular?”

“Nobody that concerns you,” he answered, saddening you slightly even though you knew what he was saying. This is how it had always been, mysterious comments that had you wondering if you were making all of this up in your head. You were fairly positive that Sang-woo wanted you in whichever way he could have you and you knew for a fact that you wanted him more than you had wanted anybody else in your whole entire life. There was just something about him that you couldn’t quite understand. “What time did you start?”

“Six, I'm on the late shift tonight. Been looking for other jobs like you suggested but no-one wants me, my qualifications just aren’t as good as everybody else's and all my CV shows is bar work so it’s not as if they are going to give me a well-paying job straight away.”

“You need to get some work experience somewhere and maybe go back to school. The place where I work is taking on summer interns if you’re interested in that sort of stuff.”

“You’re only saying that so you can stare at me all day.” You filled Sang-woo’s glass back up to the top and held out your hand, silently asking for the money. Sang-woo smiled with the cigarette dangling from his lips as he handed you another note. “Don’t deny your attraction, Sang-woo.”

“Attraction? You seem so confident,.”

You scoffed and stuffed the rest of the money into your pocket. Sang-woo was stubbing out the cigarette into the ashtray and watching you closely as he waited for your next response. “Your desire is blatantly obvious so don’t try and deny it.”

Before Sang-woo could fire back with another comment, a customer waved you down and shouted over his order. You looked back at Sang-woo and sighed, you really did hate your job most of the time. It sucked when other people came and interrupted your time with Sang-woo - he was entertaining and made your shift go quick and his sexual comments were not slimy and disgusting when they came from him. It was the elders that were the worst for making you feel overly sexualised in your job - the typical joke about the head of a beer something you heard multiple times a shift. With Sang-woo, it was different. He set you alight with his words.

“Are you going to serve him?” Sang-woo asked, slightly amused by your clear annoyance with having to leave him, even if it was only for a mere five minutes.

“Much rather serve you.”

“Sure you would, darling.”

---

“Another whiskey?” you asked.

Serving one customer had turned into serving another ten. It seemed that everyone finished work at the same time and that they all had the same idea. You had spent the last half an hour having to converse with other customers, none of them as exciting as Sang-woo. The whole time, your eyes had flickered back to him and watched as he scrolled through his phone and patiently waited for you to return. He had been nursing the same glass of Whiskey since you had left so he wouldn’t have to give his money to anyone else other than you. You found it rather sweet of him.

“Please,” he said as he side-eyed a group of young men who were being obnoxiously loud. “Think this will be my last one and then I'm going to go home and hit the sack. It’s been a long day and is there anything better than climbing into a big bed after all the stress of the working day?”

“Must be lonely.”

“Can be,” he said as he handed you some more money for the third time this night. “Maybe I need to find someone to keep me company.”

“What about that girl you had your eye on, hmm?” you asked teasingly.

You had decided that you wanted Sang-woo tonight. You were sick of going home on a Friday night and having to use your own fingers to get yourself off whilst thinking of Sang-woo when you could be coming because of him, because of his fingers and because of his cock.

“She’s working tonight, sure she will be too busy to keep me entertained.”

“What job does she do?”

“She’s a barmaid, has the charisma to go further than that though. I’m thinking about encouraging her to join my company as an intern.”

You turned around and smiled widely to yourself, you had gotten further with him in the last five minutes than you had done since he had first entered the pub and you couldn’t help but feel excited at the thought of what was going to happen when your shift was over and you were laid on his bed.

“Is she pretty?”

“She’s beautiful.”

“Tell me more.”

You turned around and looked at Sang-woo, taking note of the way he shifted around in his chair as if he was trying to hide something. You walked over to him and leaned across the bar, resting your chin on the palm of your hand as you looked at him with innocent eyes. You needed an ego boost, especially from someone like Sang-woo.

It was with this closeness that you could truly take in his beauty. There was no denying the fact that he was a handsome older gentleman who reeked of sophistication and money. He had told you all about his job and the things that he had done within his company and although a lot of it made no sense to you and went in one ear and out the other, you still paid attention. Sang-woo was always dressed so smart too, his suits clearly expensive and tailored perfectly to his body. And his hair, you desperately wanted to run your fingers through his hair whilst his hand was in between your thighs.

“Nothing to tell other than she’s the prettiest thing I’ve seen in a long time. She has legs for days, hair that’s begging to be wrapped around my hand and let’s not even get onto the topic of her ass because I think I'd be sitting here all night telling you why I think it’s the best thing in the world.”

You chuckled lowly at his words, every sentence he spoke going straight in between your legs. A part of you hated how calm and collected Sang-woo looked, almost as if there was no emotion there. You were positive that it was another story underneath the bar though and all you could picture was his hardening cock desperate to have some release - whether that be in your mouth, on your face or inside of you. You would let Sang-woo use your body however he wanted too.

“Anyone would think that you were desperate to have me sit on your face, Sang-woo?”

With a huff, Sang-woo pulled away slightly from the closeness before placing his hand on top of yours. “I wouldn’t say desperate.”

“That’s a lie,” you said quietly so no-one else could overhear the conversation. You tilted your head to the side slightly and gave him a small smirk, teasing him in the most subtle of ways.“I can see it in your eyes, you want me more than you have wanted anyone. I’ve noticed the way that you look at me from across the bar, how you always come to me instead of the other bartenders. Just tell me that you want to fuck me…” you trailed off and removed your hand from his grip, only to move it slowly up his arm in a teasing manner. “Don’t tell me actually, ask me.”

“What makes you so confident that I want any of this, hey? You think because I enjoy your company whilst I have a drink, it means that i want to take you home and fuck you?”

Of course it did, Sang-woo was just messing with you. His lips were threatening to turn into a smirk but he managed to keep himself calm and composed, you hated that, hated it more than you had hated anything in your life. You wanted him to be in a frenzy like you were, wanted him to be desperate for any sort of touch underneath the clothing that he wore. You wanted him begging and desperate, teach him a lesson for all the teasing that he had thrown at you over the last few months.

“It’s the way you look at me, the way you lick your lips. You don’t even realise how desperate you look for me, out here looking like a puppy dog whenever I’m around. Everyone notices how you behave around me, Sang-woo…”

It was true. One of the other bartenders had made a comment about yourself and Sang-woo and the clear feelings there were between the two of you. You hadn’t noticed them yourself until your friend pointed them out and commented on the fact that Sang-woo would always be glancing over at you and checking you out, making sure that you were safe whenever a sports related fight broke out between a bunch of ridiculous drunken men.

“If it’s like this then shall we talk about the fact that you blatantly want me too?” Sang-woo removed himself from you completely and leaned back on the bar stool. You stood yourself up straight and watched him closely, awaiting his next comment that would have you weak at the knees. “I mean, your skirts have gone shorter since i’ve started paying attention to you and you just love to accidentally drop something right in front of me, don’t you? If anyone is desperate then it’s you.”

“Sang-woo. Do you want to fuck me, yes or no? It’s a pretty simple answer, don’t you think?”

“I’d fuck you right now in front of all these people if it meant I got to have your wet pussy wrapped around my cock.”

You took a deep breath and ignored the feeling that was rushing through all of your veins and straight into your bloodstream. You felt high on him, almost like a teenage girl who had just received her first kiss from her new boyfriend. No man had ever made you feel like this simply from his words so you could only imagine what fucking him would feel like but then of course, you remembered your intentions. As much as you wanted to be fucked by him roughly, it didn’t change the fact that you wanted him exactly how you had always wanted.

“I get the feeling that you think I'm going to submit to your every desire?”

“Are you not?”

“Oh, i’ll give you what you want but don’t think you’ll get away with it Sang-woo. I’ll have you handcuffed and blindfolded to your bed and begging me to let you cum if I really wanted to.” You leaned back down across the bar into the same position you were in before, this time dominance clear in your eyes. Sang-woo seemed taken back by your comments but not repulsed, if anything intrigued. It had been a long time since he had been at the mercy of another woman in the bedroom and he swore he would never do it again but with you, God he would do it every night. “I know you want to fuck me and you want to be in control but come on, let me take charge. I can see how stressed out you can get and don’t you think the thought of being handcuffed and me on top of you isn’t the best thing ever?”

“You will never have control over me, is that - “

“I will and frankly, I already do.” You glanced around the bar, suddenly grateful for the horrendous singing of some elderly drunk folk as it silenced yours and Sang-woo’s conversation from every-one else. You didn’t really want your manager to find out about the filthy conversations you were having on the floor, nor the fact that you were wetter than you had ever been in your life because of one of the customers. “i know for a fact that your cock is hard as fuck right now and probably leaking. Do you want me to suck your cock, Sang-woo?”

“Yes.”

Leaning closer to him, you began to whisper in his ear, your breath warm on his skin. “Do you want me to do it whilst you're handcuffed and unable to touch me?”

“Yes.”

“Do you want me to tease you until you’re begging me to let you cum? Suck your cock nice and slow and bring you to the edge over and over and over again until you're just about bursting at the seams?”

“Stop - “

“Answer my question, Sang-woo.”

“You already know the answer.”

“Say it,” you said more forcefully, turning your head so you were looking at him directly in the eyes. You had him exactly where you wanted him.

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

Sang-woo took a deep breath. “I want you to suck my cock until I’m begging you to let me cum.”

“That wasn’t too hard, was it?” you giggled to yourself as you stood up straight and grabbed the bottle of Whiskey from the other side of the bar. Sang-woo looked shell shocked as he watched you move around so effortlessly and without any thought, almost acting as if you had just not whispered filth in his ear. “My shift finishes soon so wait here and when I’m done, I'll help you relax better than that whiskey ever will. Understood?”

“Understood.”

+++

The walk back to your house with Sang-woo had been pleasant enough. The two of you had engaged in small conversation, mostly about work and things they liked to do outside of working but nothing more when it came to the sexaul conversations you had both been engaged in earlier.

You found that Sang-woo was more relaxed when the two of you were alone. He had held your hand the whole walk home and rubbed his thumb across your skin to soothe you when he noticed that you were getting stressed out at the mention of some drunken man who had made a fool of himself and you had been left to deal with the cleaning up of his sick.

“It was kind of gross,” Sang-woo said with a chuckle as the two of you walked peacefully.

“Gross? It was absolutely rancid, Sang-woo. This is why I don't like my job. I shouldn’t have to clean up after people who don’t know where the toilets are.”

“But if you didn’t have this job, you wouldn’t have met me.” Sang-woo looked down at you as he spoke and he took note of the blush on your cheeks at his words, a small smile appearing on his face.

“That’s true, suppose you are the silver lining to it all. However, it doesn’t change the fact that I want something more for myself.”

“And you shall have more, don’t doubt yourself.”

You hummed at his words before taking a deep breath. “Let’s stop talking about the fact that my life is a disaster.”

“Don’t be a drama queen.”

“Shut up,” you responded with a smile. “Welcome to my house anyways,” you said as you opened the door for Sang-woo to step into. “It’s not the best but it's okay for the price of rent and it’s close to work so can I really complain?”

“I think it’s nice.”

“You’re just saying that to be kind. I bet you live in a nice big apartment, don’t you? That overlooks the city and looks really lovely at night time,” you said, moving yourself effortlessly around his body as you grabbed two glasses from the cupboard and a cheap bottle of rose wine that you had picked up the day before. “This is a hostel compared to where you live.”

“No, I disagree. A big apartment or house always seems like a great idea until you actually move into it and then you realise just how lonely it can actually be. Plus, this has character. Mine looks like it belongs in the middle of a showroom.”

You handed Sang-woo the glass of wine that you had poured for him and moved towards the bedroom, grabbing his hand with your spare one. “I think if i had to choose between living here and living somewhere nice and expensive, I’d choose somewhere nice and expensive.” You paused and twirled around until you were facing Sang-woo, your spare hand now pressed against his chest as you took a sip of your wine. “Although, I’d be happy anywhere as long as there was a bed with you handcuffed to it.”

Sang-woo chuckled and took a large gulp of the wine, he was going to need all the alcohol he could get to deal with you. “You really want me all to yourself, don’t you?”

“I want to tease the fuck out of you until you are obbessed with me and want me every day.”

“Don’t need to handcuff me to do that.”

“Well, I still want to see you beg for me repeatedly, is that a crime?” you asked as you sat down at the bottom of the bed, now looking up at Sang-woo through your eyelashes, the height difference between the two of you was nothing more but a huge turn on.

“No, just not something I don't usually do when I’m sleeping with other women. I’m the one that’s usually in charge and takes control of the matters. I don’t let just anybody use my body for their pleasure, you know?”

“You can say no if you want too.”

“I want you too, badly. It’s just something that I’m not used to but it doesn’t mean I'm not willing to give it a go. It also means that I am not going to give up easily though. “

“Well get used to it darling because when i’m around, I’m in charge.”

You placed the now empty glass of wine onto the floor before turning yourself over onto your hands and knees. Slowly, you moved yourself up the bed, proud of your skirt for complying as it moved upwards, showing your ass to Sang-woo.

“You’re killing me,” he whispered as he stood at the end of the bed. He moved his hand down to his clothed cock and began to move over it slowly to release some tension as he continued to watch you put on a show for him. In your eyes, he looked absolutely unreal with a glass of wine in one hand and his other hand on his cock, all whilst being stood at the end of your bed with a suit that made him extremely fuckable.

“Look what I have,” you said as you moved yourself on your back, a pair of handcuffs dangling from your fingers. “Are you going to let me use them on you?”

“Come over here,” Sang-woo whispered as he crawled up the bed towards you, his now empty glass of wine discarded beside yours. “Gimme a kiss, think it’s the least I deserve.”

Giggling quietly to yourself, you sat up and wrapped your arms around Sang-woo's neck before pulling him down so that his body was fully laid across your smaller frame. The handcuffs laid beside your body as Sang-woo continued to assault your mouth with his own, not holding back in the slightest as he was finally able to kiss you after months of wanting and needing it. You moved your hand down to ruck up Sang-woo’s shirt, carelessly rubbing your hand across the toned, warm stomach, the skin on skin contact making you wonder how you managed to go so long without dragging him into your bed before. You cursed yourself for not allowing yourself to have him sooner, you were already obsessed with the way his skin felt on yours.

“Please take off your shirt,” you whispered against his mouth, making a pathetic attempt to undo the buttons with one hand. “I want to feel every inch of you against me.”

Shaking his head, Sang-woo moved back in for another kiss. “Tonight is about you and making you feel good and special.”

Tired of submitting to Sang-woo after your earlier discussion, you decided to put your plan into place and with every bit of strength that you had in your body, you rolled Sang-woo over until he was laid on his back and slightly dazzled. Even though your comments about him being submissive were a turn on, he hadn’t even expected you to go through with it but here he was, laid on his back with the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on straddling his waist and the night had only just started for the two of you. The handcuffs fell from his mind as he moved his hands down to your waist, helping you to move up and down along his clothed cock.

With Sang-woo in complete and utter bliss at the feeling, you tried your hardest to suppress your own moans that were threatening to echo around the room. Instead, you grabbed hold of the handcuffs that had been discarded and then Sang-woo’s wrists. Still, he didn’t open his eyes as he was too focused on the pleasure of your clothed underwear rubbing against him and the stimulation that he had been craving for months until he felt the cold metal wrap around his skin and the look in his eyes was something you would not forget for a very long time. There was a mixture of excitement and fear, the unknown activities of what you was going to do to him know he had no option but to lay there and be used by you, excited him like nothing else ever had but God, he knew that he was in for a night of it just by the dominating look in your eye and the wide grin etched onto your face.

Leaning his head to the side as he admired your handy work, Sang-woo chuckled quietly. “That wasn’t a very nice thing to do, Y/N.”

You shrugged your shoulders casually and pressed a light kiss against his cheek, the smell of his aftershave invading your space. “You will come to learn that I am not a very nice person when it comes to getting what I want and I thought we had already established that I wanted you handcuffed to my bed so I could take full advantage of your cock?”

Releasing a deep breath, Sang-woo almost didn’t know how to respond to your comment. He was falling for you so hard. “I don’t think I will be a nice person either when you release me from these handcuffs.”

“I’m not complaining - “ your voice cracked as a long, beautiful moan left your lips, Sang-woo’s cock grinding against your core was sending you wild and you loathed the fact that despite it all, he still held some dominance within the relationship. Whether it be his cock grinding against your or the look in his eyes which told you that you were in for it when you did let him go.

“Handcuffed to the bed and I’ve still got you moaning and acting as if my cock is stuffed inside you. Aren’t I good?”

“Not for long, my lovely. Despite what you are currently thinking, it’ll be you that’s begging and moaning and desperate for your release by the time that i have finished with you. I’m not going to be fully satisfied until you're at my mercy, is that understood?”

Sang-woo threw his head back, fuck he didn’t know what he was going to do with you.

Gliding your hand down Sang-woo’s chest, you unbuttoned his work trousers slowly, your hand occasionally brushing over his hard cock until you were satisfied. You finished by pulling down on his underwear, just enough to get his erection free and then moved your body further down his until you were just straddling underneath Sang-woo’s knees, his cock on full display for you to admire for as long as you wanted too.

Sang-woo didn’t know if he was dreaming or if he had died and gone to heaven but the feeling of your mouth wrapped around the head of his cock had Sang-woo moaning loudly within seconds. It had been a while since a woman had been on his knees for him and he was positive that because it was you and the fact that he was handcuffed to the bed that everything felt so much better and intense than ever before.

It boosted your self-confidence when Sang-woo moaned and gave you the power to move your mouth further down his length until he was practically down your throat. One of your first thoughts was that Sang-woo’s moans and breathy whispers of your name sounded like a perfect melody created by the almighty God himself. The sound of metal clanking cut your thoughts short though as you looked up at Sang-woo through your eyelashes.

“Need to touch you,” he whispered, head falling back as you continued to skillfully move your mouth up and down his cock, working him up to a perfect speed. “Your mouth is so warm and wet, darling. Let me fuck it, please.”

Releasing his cock from your mouth, you placed your hand there instead and moved it up and down slowly, adding pressure every now and again that had Sang-woo bucking his hips up to get more friction. “No.” Was all you simply said, not allowing Sang-woo to get what he wanted. It was your chance to pleasure him and make him feel so good then he craved your mouth for the rest of time.

Your lips were darkened and wet with saliva and all Sang-woo wanted to do was pull you up and kiss you hard but the handcuffs above his head restricted him from doing anything - he cursed you for having strong, metal ones - at least with flimsy ones, he would be able to break them apart and flip you over so he could fuck you into the mattress.

Swirling your tongue around Sang-woo’s dick, you continued the action a few times and listened to the soft whimpers that left Sang-woo before finally engulfing his cock again. Your cheeks were hallowed as you bobbed up and down without mercy, keen to get Sang-woo to the edge just so you could ruin it, an action you wanted to do over and over again. You knew that it wouldn’t take Sang-woo long to reach his peak, the teasing that had been going on all night bringing him pleasure without even having to be touched but you weren't going to let him get away with it that easily, not even when you wanted nothing more but to taste his cum.

“Come on,” Sang-woo whispered, tugging at the handcuffs again. “Let me - “

Sang-woo was cut off by your sucking on the head of his cock, knowing full well that it would shut him up. You continued to work at his cock, using your hands when necessary and deep throating him enough to make you gag and splutter around his cock. Sang-woo soon decided that his favourite sight in the world was watching you have tears falling down your face with spit covering your mouth. It was only when Sang-woo began to tense up and his moans became needier and louder that you pulled away - ruining his first orgasm of the night.

“No,” he whispered with frustration and desperation. “You can’t do that to me, please.”

“Daddy's going to cry?” you asked with an overexaggerated pout on your lip. “Get over it Sang-woo, just the first of many tonight.”

“I need to cum,” he groaned, watching as you made yourself more comfortable on the bed. You were still straddling him but this time, you were removing your shirt so your breasts were on full display for Sang-woo. “So fucking beautiful…”

“Listen to me - “ you leaned down and grabbed Sang-woo’s chin so he was forced to look at you. “We will go at my speed, we will do this however I want and for as long as I want, is it starting to click in your brain yet that you won’t be in charge tonight?”

Leaning back, you moved your hand back down to Sang-woo’s cock and chuckled as he cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. You gripped your hand around and continued to apply pleasure to tease him, just like you had done before.

Sang-woo was ready to burst, the sexual frustration becoming too much but he allowed you to take over and have your wicked way with him. You thought you were winning and he believed it to be cute of you, you had no idea what you was letting yourself in for when he could finally fuck you like you had always desired.

“You’re in for it, you understand that?”

You chuckled lowly and shook your head, your hand continuing to move slowly up and down. “Maybe I should sit myself on your cock and use my vibrator to make myself come, you’d feel me come around your cock and you wouldn’t be able to do anything about it.”

“Behave - “

“No, I won’t behave. Where is the fun in behaving when I could be doing this to you instead? Do you know how pretty you look right now with your flushed cheeks and messy hair? I want to take a photograph of you so I can touch myself for the rest of time whilst looking at it, looking at how stunning and fucked you look right now. So pretty…”

Sang-woo moaned out at your words, not once has he had a woman speak to him in such a way. There was something about your voice and the words that you spoke that went straight to his cock, making him harder than he thought was ever humanly possible. He was alight with your words alone so with your hand moving slowly and teasingly down your cock, he felt indescribable.

“Sit on my cock,” Sang-woo whispered, hips bucking much to your dismay. You placed your spare hand against his stomach and pushed him down, stopping his movements instantly. “Please, I need to feel you around me, please.”

Mockingly, you tilted your head to the side and turned your lips into a pout. “I’m not satisfied with your begging.”

Sang-woo wanted to die of embarrassment but the other part of him was so turned on, he would have done whatever you had wanted him to do at that moment. “Please ride my cock, it’s all i’ve been thinking about for months and I need it, i need it so fucking badly like you don’t understand. I just know that you’ll be the best fuck of my life so why don’t you prove me right, hey? Ride my cock like the good, filthy girl I know you are.”

You were infatuated but also conflicted. On one hand, you wanted to give Sang-woo what he wanted and ride his cock until he was crying out your name but the other part of you just wanted to continue to tease him for as long as he could take it.

“Tell me you deserve my pussy.”

“I deserve it,” he replied, heart racing as he watched you shuffle further up his body until his cock was lined up with your entrance. “Please,” he whispered, tongue licking his lips as he continued to watch you until you were hovered above his dick. “Ride my cock better than any other woman ever will or has.”

With a simple sentence like that, you lowered yourself down until Sang-woo’s cock was deep inside you. There was a loud gasp from the both of you. For Sang-woo, it was the feeling of having your warm, wet pussy wrapped around his cock after so long of fantasising about it every Friday night and for you, it was how big is cock was and how it fit inside you perfectly.

“Made to ride my cock,” Sang-woo said, hands once again tugging on the metal handcuffs that were keeping him in place. He couldn’t wait to get out of them and show you what a real fucking was, making you come until you had tears running down your face and you couldn’t take his cock anymore.

You took a moment for yourself to get used to the size of Sang-woo, it had been a while since you had been in this position with anyone but it wasn’t painful, more just uncomfortable. You tried to ignore the smirk that Sang-woo had on his face as you tried to adjust, the sneaky fucker was proud of himself. It was a known fact that he still held some of the dominance despite the position that he was currently in, a few words at the right time spoken by the right person would be enough to have you falling apart around him.

“Why don’t you move, hmm? I want you to feel how good my cock is around you, want you to make you come over and over again and cover me in - “

Sang-woo was cut off by the sudden movement of your hips and your small hand wrapping around his neck, a move neither of you had expected to do.

“Why don’t you shut that pretty mouth of yours before I gag it?” you asked him, tightening your hand slightly around his throat for effect. “I’ll ride your cock however I want to, whenever I want too and you will only come if I allow it, is that understood?”

Sang-woo nodded quickly although it didn’t change the fact that all he wanted to do was slam up into you and have you begging for him instead of the other way around. He could easily switch the positions, even with his hands cuffed together but he was going to allow you to have your fun, let you believe that you were in control for as long as you deemed fit.

You slowly began to move yourself along Sang-woo’s cock, loving the pleasure you were bringing yourself as well as Sang-woo. He looked like an angel as he tilted his head back and closed his eyes, soft moans slipping from his mouth with every move of your hips but with your small hand wrapped around his neck, he somehow managed to look even more beautiful.

You improved your pace until you were bouncing up and down on Sang-woo’s cock, your own back arching at the pleasure as you continued to drain every little bit out of him. You had abandoned the hand around Sang-woo’s neck (much to his dismay) and instead had laced your fingers through his hair, tugging everytime his cock reached the right place.

“Think i’m in love with your cock,” you whispered as you leant down and shared a kiss with Sang-woo, full of tongues and heavy breathing as you continued to allow pleasure to run through every nerve of your body. Sang-woo was a mess underneath you, his earlier ruined orgasms making everything seem one hundred percent more heightened. “Where do you want to come, Sang-woo?”

“On your face,” he answered, now not worried about disobeying whatever rules you had setin place as he lifted his hips up to meet your own thrusts, the two of you joining together at the same time only heightening the feelings that you were both experiencing. It was intense and hot and you loved every moment of it. “Let me cover your pretty face in cum.”

“You think you deserve that?”

“I do, been so well behaved for you. Please let me cover you in my cum, please.”

Ignoring Sang-woo for the moment, you chase your own orgasm. You slid your hand in between your legs and began circling your clit, your own sweet release getting closer and closer with every thrust of Sang-woo’s hips and your own fingers working wonders.

“I’m close,” you told him, head flying back as Sang-woo thrusted up harder into you, the perfect rhythm established that had you needing more and more. “Don’t you dare come Sang-woo, don’t you dare. If you cum then I’ll punish you, is that understood?”

Sang-woo nodded with gritted teeth as he watched you use his cock for your own pleasure, your orgasm soon occuring and it took every part of you not to fully submit to Sang-woo as you felt your orgasm rush through your body, your legs tensing and your pussy tightening around Sang-woo’s cock which only dared to trigger his orgasm.

You took a minute to compose yourself, unsure of what your next move would be but knowing that you wanted it to involve Sang-woo’s cum. You felt alive, every part of your body desperate for the feelings all over again. In the space of an hour, he had ruined your life and made you become obsessed with him, his body and his cock. Every part of him was perfect as you looked down at him, his cock still hard inside of you and desperate for a release.

“I’m going to release you from your handcuffs but you have to be kind to me, Sang-woo.”

Even though you didn’t really want to, you lifted yourself up off Sang-woo’s cock, the sight of your wetness and his pre-cum making him groan loudly. His cock was painfully hard and red, desperate for some sort of touch or release.

Sang-woo watched closely as you moved up his body, reluctantly undoing the handcuffs that had been keeping him in place. Sang-woo admired how naive you were to the whole situation.

You looked at him closely, waiting for his next move. You knew that Sang-woo would either stick by you or disobey everything that you had ever said, a part of you hoped for the latter just so you could be fucked nice and hard but you were enjoying the power that you had over him.

Sang-woo soothed his wrists before staring up at you - you were on your knees beside him, hair falling down past your face and flushed cheeks. “I’m not going to be nice to you.” Was all Sang-woo said before the positions had changed completely. Within a matter of seconds, Sang-woo had you on your back and your wrists pinned above your head.

“This wasn’t part of the rules,” you said as you struggled against Sang-woo.

“Tell me to stop and I’ll stop.”

You looked up at him with wide eyes. “I don’t want you to stop,” you admitted, eyes moving down to the handcuffs that Sang-woo held in his spare hand.

“Then shut up and behave yourself, think someone needs to learn a lesson on who's the boss around here.”

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maedrama · 3 years ago

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Junho x roleplaying cop and criminal

Him cuffing you to the bed and punishing you 😈😈

so so sorry that this is so late, i just logged back into tumblr after taking brake.

Refusal

includes dom!junho, sub!reader, female!reader, roleplay, cop-criminal roleplay, handcuffs, squirting, pet names, tipsy writting.

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you walked slowly through the gravel, listening to the crunch of the rocks underneath your feet. a breeze rippled through your hair, causing your skin to form goosebumps at the cold night air. the sky was a pretty shade of dark blue, making the stars dance across the smooth hue like a giant ballroom full of princesses. as you took a breath, admiring the night's color, you heard another set of footsteps behind you.

korea was a crowed place, so this didn't phase you much. you usually took nightly walks to clear your head, so you were used to running into people on your way. but as seconds passed, the footsteps kept getting closer to you.

you instices took over you as you turned around to face whoever has been following you. just as you turned around you were faced with a bright flashlight shinging into your face.

you squinted, your arm quickly shooting up to cover your eyes.

"do you know how late it is, ma'am?" a deep voice spoke loudly.

you stood there, shocked.

"n-no, not at the moment."

it took you a moment before your eyes fixated on the viridian unifrom behind the bright light. a police officer?

"it's two in the morning. curfew started about two hours ago. how far do you live from here?"

"what curfew? i've never heard of a curfew." you protested.

you eyed the officer suspiciously, watching as he turned the light off.

"ma'am, please allow me to walk you home. you need to be inside."

the officer reached out his hand, watching your face contort into disgust. you tugged your arm away quickly, stepping back.

"no. i don't need to do anything. i've been out this late everynight for three years, and not once have i had a curfew problem." you exclaimed.

the man sighed, stepping towards you.

"i'm an officer, i know the rules. and the rules are," he leaned into your face, his breath fanning your cheeks. "everyone needs to be inside by midnight."

you swallowed thickly, the closeness of this unknown man making you feel warm and fuzzy inside. it was dark, but you could see a glimpse of his face from the dim light of a near by streetlight. he was atractive from what you could see.

"you can't arrest me for being out late. it's not against the law, i'm a grown woman." you stood your ground, crossing your arms.

he scoffed at you, chuckling darkly at your stubborness.

"actually," he reached down to his belt, getting his handcuffs ready. "i can arrest you."

with that, the pushed you against the wall lightly, tugging your hands behind your back. he clasped the metel in his hands before tightening them around your wrists. he tried his best to be gentle, something as beautiful as you needed it.

"for what? i didn't do anything wrong." you yelled, tugging on the handcuffs.

he only groaned as he pushed you away from the wall.

"refusal."

"why are you taking me here? don't i have to go to the police station?" you asked, watching as he reached into your coat pocket before grabbing your set of keys.

"like i said," he pushed the house key into the lock. "you need to be at home."

at the same time he turned the key, he wrapped his other arm around your waist, pushing your into the door as it opened. you gasped at the action, surprised at how aroused you've gotten.

within seconds, he pinned you to the door, closing it with his foot.

"you're a pretty thing, aren't you? so soft and nice." he whispered to you, watching your eyes as he did so.

you would be lying if you said that this didn't turn you on, because oh boy it did. your could feel yourself getting more and more horny each word he spoke. once again, your insticts took over causing you to lean into his lips, making them brush against each other.

"needy too? how precious."

the officer closed the gap between the two of you, his tongue imediately darting across your bottom lip. before you could get into the kiss more, he pulled away from you. you whined at the loss of contact.

"take me to the bedroom." he whispered, grabbing hold of your arm.

you thought for a moment, wondering if it was such a great idea. but this could only happen to someone very lucky, so you agreed.

nodding, you lead the way to the back of your house, your stomach feeling like a zoo full of butterflies.

once you reached the room, you swore you could feel your pussy do a cartwheel.

"i'm going to uncuff you so you can undress." he softly said, reaching the key out of his chest pocket.

you nodded at him, watching as his skilled fingers unlocked the metal traps.

imediately, you began taking your coat off, watching him as you let the thick fabric pool behind you. his eyes focused on your clothed breasts, eager to touch the bear skin.

"fuck, you're so sexy, baby." he whispered under his breath, his pants becoming tight from his erection.

you smile slighty at him, a blush spreading across your cheeks as you start to lift your shirt above your head.

his breath hitched in his throat as he sees your breast bounce out of the shirt. your nipples harden at the air, causing a gasp to leave his mouth.

"please, princess, hurry up and take your pants off. i need you." he almost moaned.

you roll your eyes playfully at him, nearly giggling at how his character faded so fast. he watched the bold action from you, his ego bubbling back up.

"don't get so cocky, because after those pants are off, you're getting handcuffed to the bed."

your smile was replaced with a look of guilt. you leaned down peeling your pants off of your legs, kicking them off your feet.

"panties too." he instructed.

you nodded, disgarding the last peice of clothing before climbing onto the bed. you laid flat on your back with your hands aligned with the bed posts, ready for him to restrict them.

"so obedient." he chuckled, cluching the cuffs in his hands as he walked towards you.

he took your right wrist in his hand, before reaching over and grabbin your left. you watched in awe as he hooked the handcuffs around the bed frame, before tightening the metal around both of your wrists.

"now, you're all mine to use." he sighed out, before climbing onto the bed.

your naked body aroused him so much, just the sight could get him off. he decided to keep his unifrom on, trying to stay into the role. he undid his pants, sliding them down to his thighs, his boxers along with it.

"you're already so wet. what a naught slut, getting wet from strangers."

you moaned at his words, loving the way he degraded you.

"bet you want me cock in there so badly. don't you baby?" he asked.

you nodded at him, bucking your hips up at him. he laughed at your desperate attempt, before alingning himself with your enterance.

the skin on skin contact, imediately made his shudder as he gently pushed himself into you.

you gasped at the stretch, your wetness making it so easy for him to slide in and out.

"fuck, that feels so good, junho." you moaned, arching your back.

he smiled at you, focusing on the way his cock felt inside of your tight walls. junho couldn't help but feel his release already. he felt ashamed that he was going to cum so quickly, something that has never happened before.

"fuck, baby, i think i'm gonna cum soon." he groaned.

you whined in return, feeling your own orgasm aproaching.

"me too."

it was unusual for the both of you to cum to quickly, you always came first but it took a little longer than this. it was very suprising to the both of you.

your orgasm shot through you without warning, the feeling being too much already. junho watched as a liquid spat out on his cock, pushing him over the edge. his cum painted your walls as he thrusted into you.

you both caught your breaths, feelings so euphoric in eachothers presence. junho pulled out of you gently before reaching above you to unlock you.

"so, roleplaying? gold star or no?" he asked, as he fumbled with the key.

"two gold stars."

so so so very sorry about some of the mistakes in here. i'm kind of tipsy and overly tired.

#hwang jun ho #squid game x reader #jun-ho smut #hwang junho #jun ho smut #junho smut #jun ho x reader #squid game #hwang jun-ho #squid game junho #squid game smut #squid game fanfic #squid game netflix

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tawneybel · 2 years ago

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2023 Reader Insert Smut Masterlist

Note: And lists. Request rules. I've decided it's easier to just keep a master master list pinned and update it regularly, instead of a new one each month.

Rita Repulsa from Mighty Morphin Power Rangers

Mary Shaw and Ella Ashen from Dead Silence

Jackson Whittemore from Teen Wolf

Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers, and Tommy Hagan from Stranger Things

Vecna from Stranger Things 4

10 Favorite Monsters, Part XIV

Chad Meeks-Martin and Frankie from Scream VI

10 Favorite Monsters, Part VIII

Hwang Jun-ho and VIP 4 from Squid Game

Billy Hitchcock from Final Destination

pink soldiers from Squid Game

Imhotep from The Mummy Returns

Coach Willis from The Faculty

Glenn Rhee from The Walking Dead

Count Dracula from Dracula

Rafe Cameron and Topper Thornton from Outer Banks

10 Hottest Animated Characters, Part XIII

Chubby, Bibbo, Slim, and Rudy from Killer Klowns from Outer Space

Monstar Blanko from Space Jam

Lalo Salamanca and Nacho Varga from Better Call Saul

Driller Killer from Slumber Party Massacre II

HAL 9000, David Bowman, and Frank Poole from 2001: A Space Odyssey

Gurdy the Clown from 100 Tears

Namor from Black Panther: Wakanda Forever

Matt Addison from Resident Evil

Sadako Yamamura from Ringu (crossover with Saw franchise)

Namor from Black Panther: Wakanda Forever

10 Hottest Animated Character, Part XII

Erik Killmonger, Namor, and M’Baku from Black Panther: Wakanda Forever

Rafe Cameron and Barry from Outer Banks

Tyler Galpin from Wednesday

Harry Warden from My Bloody Valentine

Top 10 Hottest Characters, Part XIV

Harry Warden from My Bloody Valentine 3D

Ryan Torres from Fear Street Part One: 1994

2022 Movie Ranking

Eddie Munson and Steve Harrington from Stranger Things 4

Proteus IV from Demon Seed

10 Favorite Monsters, Part VII

Michael Myers and Corey Cunningham from Halloween Ends

Angel Torres from Nope

Brian from Brain Damage

Top 10 Hottest Characters, Part XVIII

Izzy Bohen, Jake Spencer, Dante Belasco, and Creeper from Jeepers Creepers 2

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saebyeokslefttoe · 3 years ago

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my 🏳️‍🌈 headcanons for the squid game characters that no one asked for.

seong gihun: he/him, bisexual. (had a huge crush on sangwoo.)

cho sangwoo: he/him, gay. (dated gihun.)

kang sae-byeok, she/they/he, lesbian. (she's genderfluid and is dating me.)

jiyeong: they/she, lesbian. (she's also dating me and saebyeok.)

ali abdul: he/him, trans ftm, (if you disagree, fight me.)

hwang jun-ho: he/they, unlabeled. (he likes who he likes. he came out to me so this is true.)

#gi hun x reader #gi hun #kang sae byeok #sae byeok #sangwoo #squid game #squid game x reader #sae byeok smut #ji yeong #ji yeong x reader #sangwoo x reader #abdul ali #hwang jun ho #jun ho imagine #ali abdul x reader #ali squid game #junho #squidgame

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jeonselca · 3 years ago

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i want to play squirt games with jun-ho 🤸🏻‍♀️

your thigh shaken as the mind blowing orgasm took over you, wetting the silky sheets underneath you along with junho's thigh, immediately making his eyes seeing stars as you squeeze his cock tightly, making his hips stuttered at the pressure .

he never felt like that before .

and he need to feel it again .

''one more time , can you ?''

SOBSSJAKRJWJ HOTHOT imagine him just fucking you out not even caring how overstimulate are you after multiple orgasm and squirt.😫

#squid game #hwang junho #junho x reader #squid game jun ho #junho x reader smut #blurb

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scarlet-star-witch · 3 years ago

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Masterlist

** Contains Smut

House of the Dragon:

Aemond Targaryen

The moon and his sun (Multi-Part)

Part 1 Part 2** Part 3** Part 4** Part 5 Part 6 Part 7** Epilogue

People would remember their story. Even decades after they were gone, Septa’s would tell young children about the one-eyed dragon prince and his sweet wife as if they were a part of a fairytale, too good to be true for the harshness real life possessed.

Aemond meets a young girl who quickly becomes his most cherished friend and changes the course of history.

His Sacrifice Part 2

Aemond makes the decision to save the one he loves over his brother.

You were my man and I your girl**

Facing the news of her impending betrothal, she makes a final, desperate act of rebellion. Though when she discovers she is to marry her dear uncle, the man she has longed for since childhood, she realizes she may have ruined their marriage before it even began

Request

She had only ever heard terrible, frightening things of the Targaryen family, but her marriage to Aemond proves every one of her fears wrong.

The Mandalorian:

Fade Into You ** (Multi-part):

Din has spent a year grieving the love of his life. While he thinks he has lost her forever, she lingers in the darkness, her mind twisted and manipulated, with no memory of him or the love they shared (Mandalorian/OC)

Oneshots:

First Meeting

Din Falling in Love

Iella Falling in Love

The Injury

His Name

First Time**

The Ball

The First I Love You

The Fight

The Wedding

The Wedding Night **

Daryl Dixon:

Leather & Lace ** (Multi-part):

The last thing Daryl Dixon expected to find on the farm was love. No matter how hard he tries, the eldest farmer's daughter would not leave his mind. Both survivors of abuse, unwilling to let themselves fall too hard. A relationship with a Dixon is never easy, especially not during the apocalypse

The Suicide Squad:

Rick Flag

Rebellion **

A relationship between a colonel and a criminal wasn’t an easy secret to keep

Empty Promises

He promised his wife and daughter a safe return at each mission, but this time, he worried it would finally become a lie

Family Reunion (Part 2 to Empty Promises) The Suicide Squad finally meet Rick’s secret Family

Robert DuBois - Bloodsport

Fuck It I Love You

He ignored her out of guilt, but no matter how hard he tried, his feelings for her weren’t going anywhere, especially when they have to team up for a mission

Marvel:

Moon Knight

Soothing Touch

Just a little piece of fluff about touch starved Steven Grant

Find My Way Back To You

Steven has questions for Marc when a woman in pain makes his way into his dreams

Euphoria:

Fez

Since I’ve been loving you ** Part 2** Part 3 Part 4** Part 5**

The story of how Fez fell in love with his ray of sunshine

The Instagram Picture

Fez doesn’t like what he sees on his girlfriend’s Instagram

Oblivious

Fez doesn’t realize when he’s being hit on, but his girlfriend does

Two Hours **

Fezco goes down on his girlfriend for two hours

The Gunshot

Fezco is a mess after someone uses his weak spot against him

The (Over)Protective Pair

The brothers are weary of Faye’s friendship with their Sunshine

Stranger Things:

Steve Harrington

The Story of Us

How Steve fell in love with his best friend and found the love he deserved

Code Red**

Dustin has the worst timing and stumbles on a secret relationship

Make a mess out of me**

Steve makes his girlfriend squirt for the first time

Eddie Munson

The End of the Nightmare

Eddie waked up in the hospital after fighting in the upside down

The Domestic Life (Part 2 to The End of the Nightmare)

Eddie’s happiness through the years with the love of his life

Interruptions**

Eddie can’t get a moment alone with his girlfriend

Squid Game:

Kang Sae-byeok

My love, I’d do anything for you

Sae-byeok leaves behind more than her brother after the games end

Seong Gi-hun

Tell me when you hear my heart stop

High school sweethearts are reunited at the games, unaware of how both of their lives have unraveled in their separation

Hwang Jun-ho

His Sanctuary **

Jun-ho returns home to his wife, unaware of the unexpected visitor she had received in his absence

The Salesman

Papi Pacify **

It was never just a one-night stand for him and he’s determined to keep her in his life

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horanghaes-gaze · 3 years ago

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Hii if you write for gong yoo can you please do a fluff alphabet ?

Word count: 4,033

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: none

Notes: Sorry this took a bit but I hope you like it! <33

Activities - What do they like to do with their s/o?

I think that he likes to do things like taking walks in the park and sharing an umbrella together when it rains. Or going to random pet stores to look at the cats and petting them and sneaking them some treats. He would also like to cook at home with you, making dinner as much of a joint effort as possible. This means that you would also go grocery shopping together, playfully bickering about whether you need a certain ingredient or not. And as you walk to check out he tells you to put your favorite snack back on the shelf, knowing you tried to put it in the cart without him knowing even though he always knows.

Beauty - What do they think is most beautiful on their s/o and themselves?

I think that he's a simple man, he just likes your face. He finds everything about your face beautiful. Every little facial feature of yours makes you you and he finds all of them beautiful, just like the rest of you. And on him, I'd say he likes his shoulders as they are broad. He likes being bigger than you, as he wants to protect you and hold you. He also likes that you can just lay your head on them and fall asleep or watch a movie together on the couch.

Comfort - How they would comfort their s/o during hard times

He seems like a more quiet comforter. He'd just hold you, or give you space, whatever you needed at that moment. But even if you insisted on just wanting to be alone, he'd still be watching you from afar. He'd make sure you're eating enough and getting enough water and rest. He'd make sure to coincidentally get all of your comfort foods like ice cream, cookies, the snack you always try to sneak in the cart, etc. If you did want him nearby, he'd be the best at listening and holding your hand as you spoke or just hugging you. His shoulder is always yours to cry on and a sign that he'll always be there.

Dreams - What do they picture their future with their s/o to be like?

He wants to live in a cozy apartment with just you and two cats at most, maybe three if you could convince him. Mornings spent together in bed and just talking with each other about everything and nothing. Still having a date night every once in a while even if you've been together for years, probably a fancy dinner and a night drive. As I mentioned earlier, you'd live with at least one cat, so you two would most likely adopt one together or more than one if you guys think you can handle it.

Equal - Who wears the pants in the relationship?

Probably an even split, to be honest, he doesn't want to be the one calling the shots all the time but at the same time doesn't want the shots to be called for him either. I'd say that you two have a relationship that is very based on communication so it depends on the situation who would have more control. If it was something like meeting your friends, he'd let you take control and listen to whatever you had to say. But if it was regarding visiting him on set, he'd be a bit more in control as this was his workplace.

Fight - What are fights like with them?

Fights rarely occur in your relationship, most of them about work most likely. You two have a very calm relationship, or at least he is very calm. Most of the time, you two can talk out your disagreements and move on afterward. But when things escalate more and lead to a full-on argument, you both need time to cool down. Although you'd prefer not to go to bed angry, if things couldn't be worked out before bed, he'd always offer to be the one on the couch. If you were too upset to talk to him, he'd simply just take his pillow, grab a blanket, and go to the couch, wanting you to be more comfortable in bed despite arguing. Making up would be as soon as you both have calmed down and are ready to talk. Once things have been talked out, he'd most likely hug you and apologize, saying that he hated fighting with you.

Gratitude - How do they show their gratitude? Do they notice what their s/o does for them?

I think that he'd say a simple thank you every time you did something for him. And if it took him longer to notice, he'd probably do something in return for you like taking an extra laundry day or getting you lunch. If it was something like making him a coffee in the morning or packing a lunch for him, he'd notice right away and give you a quick kiss. But if it was something a little less obvious, it might take him some time to notice, but when he does, he will try his best to show that he's thankful. Overall, he's just very thankful that you're in his life at all, so he tries to let you know that as much as possible.

Honesty - Do they have any secrets or do they share?

I doubt that he tries to keep secrets from you, but he might forget to tell you something since he's had a life full of experiences. Sometimes, there's been no situation for him to tell you something so he just doesn't tell you. It's not that he's hiding it, it's just that if it's not relevant, he won't say it. But if it was something really serious, he'd probably try to sit you down and tell you as soon as he notices things are getting serious between you two. And he'd be as honest as possible to you, telling you anything he thought you should know. Regarding you, he'd appreciate it if you tried to have that same level of honesty. You two would trust each other, probably knowing the passcodes to the other's phone. Not to snoop, but just in case one needs to look something up or if their phone wasn't on them.

Inspiration - Does their s/o change them in some way?

I think that he'd be more aware of things that could relate to you. Like if he went to the mall and saw a shirt that he knew would look nice on you, he'd get it for you. Or if he went out and passed your favorite cafe, he'd get something for you. He would come home earlier, knowing you'd be waiting for him or coming home from work. So when he's out with some friends, he'd want to start heading home at 10-11 pm at the latest. But while he's out, he'd also text you and call you every hour or so since he'd want you to do the same when you're out, just to know that you're safe. Since he's quite tall, he would start putting things slightly lower for you so that you didn't have trouble reaching it. He'd also make sure that he always has an extra clean shirt for you since he knows you like wearing his clothes, also having hair ties and such for if you need it.

Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they react when they are jealous?

I think that he gets jealous when your attention is on someone else for too long. He just wants to hold your hand or back hug you, but you're too busy talking to this person so it'd be awkward if he just started hugging you in the middle of your conversation. He wouldn't necessarily get jealous of other people flirting with you or anything, he knows that you're his and he's yours. He would get upset if they went too far though, but would also know that that's on the person, not you. He'd be fine with you having male friends as he knows that you know what boundaries are okay. Overall, he trusts you and just wants your attention :(

Kiss - Anything about kisses and kissing

He's probably a good kisser. After all the dramas he's acted in, and given his age, he's had to have experience and I think that he's learned from those experiences. He knows how to give a nice kiss and loves kissing you. He especially likes it when you give him pecks because it makes him so smiley and giddy on the inside and out, a huge smile breaking out on his face when you do. His favorite place to kiss you is your lips and shoulders, your lips because again, he likes kissing you, and your shoulders because of your height difference. Plus, he likes back hugging you so it's the perfect position to give your shoulders kisses. Or in the morning, he'll wake you up by trailing kisses from your shoulders to your neck. Your first kiss would probably be in the moment, not really being super planned out. It would just happen when the time was right. He was meeting you for a date and when you walked up to him in front of the restaurant, he wrapped an arm around your shoulders and gave you a quick kiss, not even realizing it. And neither did you, kissing him back and going inside for dinner. It just felt right, and you both didn't notice until the end of the date when he dropped you off, kissing you goodbye.

Love Confession - Who confessed and how

I think that you would have to confess first. This is because I feel like he wouldn't realize that you were more than a friend until you confess. He wouldn't really think that the things he did for you were things that friends don't normally do. Like letting you wear his jackets or getting you gifts just because it "made him think of you". He thought that these were things that friends do, and you're his friend, a special friend is all. But when you confess, he realizes that no, you were not just a friend to him. And as for how you confessed, it was fairly straightforward. You two were at a cafe together, having a brunch, when you told him that you needed to tell him something. He listened closely, hearing how serious you sounded. You were nervous but still managed to say something along the lines of "I like you" or "I have feelings for you". He'd take a few seconds to process what you had said, just sitting there in silence, but you were freaking out, thinking that you made things awkward and that you had assumed wrong and he didn't like you back. But after he processed, he gave you a smile and said that he felt the same. After that, you two planned out your first date and the rest was history.

Marriage - Do they picture marrying their s/o? How do they propose? What is married life like?

Honestly, I don't think so. I think that although yes, he'd like a stable relationship, marriage isn't necessarily on his mind or priorities right now. It would take being in a relationship with you for a very long time for him to finally think of marrying you. I'm talking like 7-10 years, not just 2-5 years. This is because he's said it himself that he feels like he's too immature for marriage and that it's not really in his plans for life. But if he ever does propose and marry you, it would all be very romantic but personal. He'd propose during one of your walks in the park, the dark night sky above you. He would opt for just wrapping his arms around you from behind and showing you the ring while quietly asking "will you marry me?" instead of getting on one knee. And the wedding would be a small one, only close friends and family attending, a very warm atmosphere in the environment. Since you two have been together for so long, married life would be the same as before, not much changing besides now being husband and wife along with the rings that you both keep forgetting to wear for the first few months of marriage.

Nicknames - What nicknames are used and the story behind them

I think that he would be a classic with nicknames, calling you things like "honey" or "darling". But other nicknames would be "mom", "tiny", and "my barista". He would refer to you as "mom" to the cats, and he would be "dad" of course, the two of you being happy cat parents. "Tiny" would be from your height difference and how small you are to him. He mostly calls you this when you're wearing his clothes or are cuddling with him which makes you look extra small. And every morning he says "thank you, my barista" as you hand him his cup of coffee. I feel like he would just like you calling him anything that made him yours. Things such as "mine" or "my love".

On cloud nine - What are they like when in love?

Everyone around the two of you can clearly tell that he is absolutely head over heels for you. The mere mention of your name made him smile as the thought of you made him the happiest. He wants to share every moment with you, always talking about how you would react if you were there. At stores, he would get you anything that he thought you would like, asking his friends if they think you'd like it. If it was your birthday, everyone around him would be hearing about it for weeks as he wanted to plan out the perfect birthday for you. He'd ask for gift ideas, cake flavors, whether or not he should do a party, all of the stops. Anytime you're mentioned, he feels his cheeks warm up ever so slightly, not too noticeable, but still there. He simply adores you, and anyone with two eyes can see that very clearly.

PDA - How comfortable are they with it? What are their shows of affection?

He would be fine with whatever you're okay with, although he'd stray away from doing too much. The most he's willing to do in public would be long hugs and kisses that last a couple of seconds. But if you were more shy and wanted to keep these things to yourself, he would just follow along with whatever you're comfortable with. He'd always be holding your hand though, wanting to have some form of contact with you because he liked it and so that you don't get lost. He would also always give you a hello and goodbye kiss, even if it was just a peck, he wants to greet you with love and leave you with love too.

Quirk - Something random in their relationship

Sometimes, you both just don't interact much with each other. One of you might sleep on the couch or just sleep further apart if you both stay in bed. It's not because you're fighting or upset but simply because you just need me time. And when one of you is taking that me time, the other understands and lets them have that time to themselves, knowing that once it's over, you'll be better than ever. It doesn't happen often, maybe once every few months, but as a person, you just need some time to yourself so that is what this is. And afterward, everything just goes back to normal, with no awkward tension at all because like I said, you both understand that time alone is important.

Romance - Are they romantic? How much? What they would do to be romantic?

I think that he would be very romantic for special occasions such as your anniversary or valentine's day. Or when he wants to surprise you with a nice dinner if you've been working extra hard at work lately. But on a normal basis, I think that he tries to make being at home comfortable for you, knowing that work is stressful. He'd do things like making sure the shower/bath is ready for you or just making sure the house is heated up or air-conditioned. He would also always make sure to cuddle you and give you anything you need to be able to relax at home. Occasionally, he would run a bath for you both with some wine, not anything sexual, just so you can both unwind and have some quality time together.

Support - How do they show their support?

He's very supportive of you, giving you encouragement in whatever you wanted to do. If you are currently in college and have classes, he would do his best to help you study for your tests. On test days, he always made sure to slip a sticky note on your laptop, saying things like "I believe in you!" or "You're the smartest person I know". And if you didn't do as well as you'd hoped, he would still encourage you, saying he saw how hard you worked and that other people struggled too so you're not alone. And for work, he'd try to pack you lunch sometimes or have lunch with you if he could. If you had a presentation for work, he would let you practice on him and tell you if you needed to change anything. And whatever you want to do in life, he is your number one supporter. He's your cheerleader, always giving you thumbs up for whatever you do. And when you fall, he's always there to hug you and help you get back up again.

Thrill - Do they like to try new things? Or do they prefer a routine?

For the most part, he likes to have a routine that you guys stick to. He just likes to know that there is a certain way that things are done and just wants to be organized in that sense. But that doesn't mean that he doesn't like taking risks. If you wanted to try something, then he would try it for you, and vice versa. You mostly try out new things for dates to make it more fun. You guys have pictures in your apartment hung up of you traveling or doing something and whenever a guest sees and asks about it, you two share the story with smiles and laughs. In conclusion, you guys like trying new things, but not in a spontaneous way, wanting to plan it out.

Understanding - How good are they at understanding their s/o?

He is a very good listener which means that he takes in everything you say and feel very easily. I mentioned earlier that his shoulder is yours to cry on and that is true in every sense. If you need to cry, he'll get the tissues, if something that happened at work annoyed you, he's there to share your annoyance. No matter the situation, he is the person that you can always go to for help or just to hear you out. However, he is not afraid to point out if you are wrong, it's not that he wants to blame you, but in life, if a person is at fault, they need to be held accountable. So even if he understands your point of view, if you also did some wrong, he will tell you that you and the other both had faults in the situation.

Values - What do they need in a relationship to make it work?

He needs trust, support, love, and respect. In a relationship, he needs to trust his significant other. After all, you can't make a relationship work without trust. He can't be in a relationship where he's constantly thinking that you're keeping secrets or doing something without him knowing. He needs to also know that you support him as his career in acting is something that requires a lot of support from others. He supports you in whatever endeavors you choose to do and he wants you to do the same for him and his acting career as it is something that he is passionate about. Love is a given as that is what a romantic relationship is for. He is in a relationship with you to love you and to also receive love from you. And lastly, respect. He will respect you and your decisions no matter what and he expects you to do the same. You are two adults after all, so respect is a must.

Wildcard - A quick fluff

The morning sun shined through your curtains in the early summer morning. The bed was warm and the both of you were in each other's arms. You had yet to wake up, still sleeping peacefully with your head on his chest. He quietly stirred awake, his arms instinctively holding you tighter. His eyes finally opened all the way, now fully awake. Kissing the top of your head, he admired your features. From your cute bed head to every line and curve of your face, you were a sight for sore eyes. I could stay like this forever he thought. "Do I have to keep pretending to sleep or will you give me a real kiss?" you spoke up, eyes still closed. He let out a small laugh, giving you the kiss you had been waiting for. "Good morning to you too, honey", his morning voice sent shivers down your spine. "I could go for some waffles" you suggested. "I could go make some just for you."

Xoxo - Are they affectionate?

He is definitely affectionate. He likes to hug you and have you in his arms. He wants you to know that he loves you so very much and that you are one of the most important people in his life. He tells you that he loves you every day when he wakes up and every night before going to bed. Honestly, he just likes to cuddle you and give you kisses because it's what you deserve.

Yearning - How do they handle being apart from their s/o?

I think that he would be sad if he isn't able to be with you. He would try to call and text you as much as possible, wanting to have the most contact you could have while apart. Other people around him can tell that the happiness on his face isn't as present as it was before you left. They can also tell that he isn't in as high spirits, longing looks on his face as he waits for a text or call from you. The bed simply doesn't feel the same without you there, feeling too big and empty. The coffee didn't taste the same either, the way you made it is perfectly tuned to his taste. When you two are finally reunited, the smile on his face returns once again and he pulls you into the tightest hug you've ever felt.

Zeal - How much are they willing to do for the relationship? What have they done?

He is willing to do a lot for you. Always willing to give you whatever you need or want. When he's in love, he goes all-in or not in at all. He wants you to know that he is committed and completely in love with you. He's done many things for you such as getting you a new laptop after your old one broke despite you saying you could save up on your own for a new one. He even skipped out on an award show to see you graduate, even if that meant having someone else accept his award. The proud smile he wore on his face that day is one that you will always remember. As for that award he won, someone from his company accepted the award and read out the speech he wrote, the trophy now sits on one of your shelves at home next to your diploma.

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