#i love when wooyo smiles like that it makes me

[miinsang]

mission: make jung wooyoung laugh

[kitten4sannie]

for love of the game

pairing: pitcher! wooyoung x batter! reader (fem) x teammate! yunho

genres: college baseball au, enemies to fuckbuddies, best friends to fuckbuddies, smut

summary: jung wooyoung, a pitcher with a fearsome curveball, and your self-proclaimed enemy since the beginning of the playoffs, is beyond determined to show you that he is in fact, on top. Yunho, your close friend and reliable teammate, will do everything in his power to watch it all go down.

w.c: 5k (2k words of plot bc i can ✨ the rest is filth tho i promise <3)

warnings: tobacco/vape usage, nasty mean dom! wooyo, perverted subby puppyboy! yuyu, bratty bitch in the streets, subby slut in the sheets! reader, yuyu has a horsecock, implied brat taming, brief choking, mxm, one single slap and spank, cuckholding, pet names/name calling, praise/degradation, humiliation kink, dirty talk, exhibitionism/voyeurism, brief breath play, oral (giving/receiving), masturbation, yuyu sucks cock, thigh fucking, cum eating, deep-throating, spit kink, hair tugging, breeding kink (would it be a kitten4sannie fic without it? idt so 💅🏼), unprotected sex, creampies, dumbification

a/n: hey batter, batter~~ ughhh i’ve been itching to write this ever since they went to their first dodger game 🥺 i had an unusual amount of fun writing this as you’ll be able to tell eeheheheh (≧∀≦) anygaysss i hope you enjoy this hater x hater x nasty bsf fantasy ✨

song recs: siren by ateez - new girl by finneas - knock me out by miyavi - heaven and back by chase atlantic

“You ready for today’s game, Y/N?” Yunho, your teammate and closest personal friend outside of baseball, asked you inquisitively, one of his large hands rubbing into the tense muscle of your shoulder, using the other to send a tactical text message to someone. 

When you weren’t training, working out, or competing in your college team’s playoff games, you were hanging out in Yunho’s frat house, watching him get his ass handed to him in League. You both had a simple, easy going relationship, one that consisted of chill kickbacks and drunken shenanigans, with the occasional exchange of longing glances, lingering touches, and perhaps an adrenaline induced fuck or two, or three before and after one of your games — but who were you to decipher what your relationship status was? You had your future career to focus on. 

“Am I ready? Yun, I came out the pussy ready for this fucking game,” you replied vulgarly, bringing your water bottle up to your lips to take a few sips, smiling crookedly up at your tall friend over the shoulder he was keenly massaging. 

“That’s what I like to hear, baby,” Yunho chimed proudly, shoving his phone into his back pocket so that he could use both of his hands on your shoulders, doing his best to loosen up your muscles with his long, slender fingers.

“I’m not your baby, but maybe I would be if you stopped solo-queuing as Braum every time you hop on League.” You couldn’t help but let out a few groans from the pressure he was using on you, hoping that his massage would aid you in the powerful swings you would have to make during the next seven innings. “I’m tired of watching you get ass fucked every round.” 

“You wanna go for a few rounds next time then? I wouldn’t mind watching you get wrecked,” Yunho mumbled into your ear, glancing across the dugout at the other team, before he let go of you and sat down next to his rowdy teammates, joining in on the competition to see whose thighs could take up the most space on the crowded bench. 

“Yeah, I bet, you degenerate. Oh, you know what else you can watch?” you retorted, pretending to reach into one of your pockets and pulling out nothing, simply holding your middle finger up to Yunho. Your best friend quickly mirrored your unique display of affection, leading the both of you to giggle and smile at each other for a little too long, before you decided to sit down as well and conserve your energy. 

During the typical pre-game announcements, you found yourself not being able to get comfortable like you usually could. It was off-putting, to say the least. There was nothing unusual going on. The sky was nice and clear, the wind blew a cool breeze across the exposed skin of your neck, right in between your pulled-up hair and the collar of your softball uniform. Your teammates were all stretching their limbs, shooting the shit, eagerly chewing nicotine gum, or spitting out tobacco juice into empty water bottles. All was right in the world, yet you couldn’t seem to stop bouncing your thigh, your cleats repeatedly digging deeper marks into the dirt below. That was when you felt the intensity of someone’s eyes boring into you. 

“Yo, baby, you got some chew on you?” someone with an irritatingly smug, yet distinctly familiar voice asked you from the other side of the snug dugout.

You immediately stood up from your seat, turning your head in the direction of the voice, just in time for you to come face to face with the Devil himself. 

Jung Wooyoung, a pitcher with a fearsome curveball, and your self-proclaimed enemy since the beginning of the playoffs, was casually leaning down against the small metal fence that separated your teams, looking up at you through the yellow lenses of his sunglasses. 

“Do I look like the type to put that nasty shit in my mouth?” you immediately snapped, taking a few steps in his direction, not realizing how hard you were squeezing your plastic water bottle until it began to audibly crunch inside your tight grasp. “Huh?” 

Wooyoung licked at the mole on his chapped bottom lip, his canines becoming visible when he smiled cockily at you. He missed his favorite plaything. You were so easy to rile up. It made his already tight pinstripe pants even tighter. “Mm, but you’ve put nastier things in your mouth, haven’t you, baby?”

Scoffing, you placed your hands on your soft hips, shaking your head, pretending his perverse words didn’t make your cheeks feel like they were already sunburnt, wanting to put up more of a front, now that your entire team was possibly listening in. “You would know a thing or two about that, wouldn’t you, Wooyoung? The handjobs you give your team aren’t doing enough for you these days, huh?” 

Wooyoung did his best to ignore the snickers and whispers of your team, taking his cap off to run his fingers through his silky raven hair, biting the corner of his lip all the while. “People talk in the locker rooms, you know. They say you really know your way around a cock. Probably from all that practice you get with your teammates, yeah?” He looked over to Yunho, who sheepishly smiled at him. “You can vouch for me, can’t you, Yun?” The batter remained quiet out of fear of your wrath.

Wooyoung was about to say more, when his vision was suddenly blurred by something cold. You had offered him mercy, dumping the rest of your water on the pitcher’s head, rather than shoving the entire bottle up his ass like you desperately wanted to. Instead of blowing up on you and embarrassing himself like you had hoped he would, Wooyoung simply flipped his hair back and put his cap back on, resulting in a few squeals from some nearby fangirls that were sitting in the stands. “If getting me hard was the goal, you succeeded, Y/N.” 

You grimaced. “You’re fucking disgusting, Wooyoung.” 

Wooyoung reached over the fence to push a few loose strands of hair behind your ear. “But, you love it, don’t you? That’s why you’re so obsessed with me.” 

“You should be obsessed with me. Maybe if you paid attention, you could figure out how to pitch a ball that I won’t knock out of the goddamn stadium.” 

You irked Wooyoung to no end, your equally quick-witted jabs getting underneath the pitcher’s tan skin. However, he wouldn’t let you have the satisfaction of seeing that, unless hell itself froze over. “And if you paid attention, maybe your team would actually make it past the playoffs.” 

That was when a vein visibly began to bulge out of your temple, your jaw tensing. Wooyoung had struck a nerve. You knew it, he knew it, and your team definitely knew it. You’d give anything to make it to the championship game, but it was always just barely out of reach. The fact that Wooyoung would stoop so incredibly low had your blood boiling. You wanted nothing more than to grab the smug pitcher by his collar and spit directly in his face, but you were afraid that he would enjoy that more than you would have. So, instead you simply accepted defeat in that moment and sat back down on the bench, staring ahead at the expansive baseball field.  

You were too caught up in your own furious thoughts to notice that Yunho had left the spot he had taken up on the bench, instead leaning on the same fence Wooyoung had been chilling on just moments ago. 

“Your girl’s feisty, Yun. I fucking love it. She seems like she bites. Does she bite?” Wooyoung prodded the taller man, just as he pulled a vape out of his pocket and took a long hit, causally blowing out the smoke into Yunho’s face. 

Yunho waved the vapor away, shaking his head slightly. “She’s not mine, but yeah, she bites. She…does a lot of things.” 

Wooyoung hummed in response, smiling like he knew something no one else did, his eyes shifting from the crowd, to his teammates who smiled back at him, then back up at Yunho. “She’s not yours, but she lets you hit, doesn’t she?” 

“She does…She’s just very...rough.” Yunho bit his lip, thinking about how ferociously you would ride his cock in the empty locker rooms after the games you would ultimately lose, remembering all the love bites and scratches you littered his broad body in, knowing you wouldn’t let him go until you left his cock raw and so sensitive he was ready to cry. He was more of a softie himself, a good boy, if you will, not exactly cut out for the animalistic sex you required after such a brutal loss. Wooyoung, however, seemed more fit for that. In fact, Yunho felt his throat go dry just imagining the two of you going at it in such a way, especially in front of him. That was allowed, right? 

“Yunho.” Wooyoung took another long puff from his vape, using his free hand to take his glasses off and placing them over the brim of his baseball cap.

“Yeah?” 

Wooyoung reached up to place his hand on Yunho’s tense shoulder, massaging his digits into it to loosen up the muscle. “I got a proposition for you. If your team wins today, you get to fuck a happy, calm Y/N. She’ll probably even blow you without expecting anything back. Who knows, she might even swallow.” 

Yunho unconsciously licked his lips, glancing back over the shoulder Wooyoung was massaging into to admire your pretty face, even if it was contorted with rage-filled determination. He slowly looked back down at the pitcher. “And, if your team wins?” 

Wooyoung grinned deviously, licking at one of his sharp canines. “I get to put that pretty slut in her place.” 

-

The first locker in your sight was the main recipient of your bubbling anger, the side of your bat making contact with the metal, incidentally leaving an indent. “Motherfucker!” you shouted to no one inside the empty women’s locker room, tossing the bat down the long hallway, not bothering to watch it roll along the ground until it was stopped by someone’s dusty cleat. 

You threw your baseball cap into your crowded locker along with your balled up, button-up shirt once you pulled it off of your torso. You then pressed your hands into the cool metal, staring at your angry, sweaty reflection in the locker door mirror, huffing and puffing. “How could you strike out to a bitch like him? Do better,” you told yourself, your hands forming fists. 

Wooyoung cleared his throat, making his presence known, taking slow steps down the hallway with his hands in his pockets, happily chewing on a piece of gum. “I knew you were a sore loser, but I didn’t know it was this bad.” 

“Are you lost, Wooyoung? This is the women’s locker room, and last time I checked you don’t have a pussy,” you spat in his direction, reaching down to unbutton your pants. 

“You wanna check for me, baby? I might not be hung like Yunho, but I’ll still be able to pump you full of cum. A slutty little cleat chaser like you would love that, huh?” Wooyoung mused vulgarly, leaning against the lockers, lowering his tinted glasses to leer at your half-naked body. 

You didn’t look at Wooyoung for too long, knowing you might kill him, or fuck him raw, if you did, now that jealousy-fueled rage was flowing through your veins. 

A shower would probably help cool you down. Help you think straight. On the other hand, a nice, thick cock drilling into you wouldn’t solve all your problems, but it sure would help, even if it was your sworn enemy who was servicing you. Instead of replying, you simply shimmied out of your tight, dust-covered pants and stepped out of them, bringing a foot up onto the bench to stretch out your sore, bruise-ridden legs, deeply annoyed that you slid to so many bases just to lose anyway.

Wooyoung’s throat ran dry, his gaze suddenly fixated on the g-string that formed to the curves of your hips, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down upon the sight of the thin string tightly cupping your cunt as you bent down to massage your fingers into your thighs and calves. “Fuck, is that a thong? You usually don’t wear anything…” 

“What does it look like, dumbass?” you snapped, before turning on your heels in the opposite direction, looking back at him over your shoulder. Chuckling softly at the tent that formed inside his pants, you reached back to unclasp your bra, letting it drop to the floor, prior to heading into the open shower room, very aware of the fact that Wooyoung was following close behind you like a eager, drooling puppy, smirking at the sounds of shuffling and grunting, the pitcher’s clothes hitting the tile floor on the way. Wooyoung talked a big game, but at the end of the day, he was just a man, and you took pride in knowing you had that power over him, even if you didn’t have it on the field. 

“Hey, does having something rubbing against your pussy help you play better, Y/N? Or do you just like getting wet in front of all those men like the whore you are?” Wooyoung asked near your ear, watching you turn the shower handle to the right until a steady stream of warm water began to pour onto the both of you, waiting for you to turn around so that he could slip his twitching fingers under the thong straps that clung to your hips and pulled them up just to watch your pussy lips slip out past the thin material, making the pitcher groan. 

“Did you come here just to slut shame me, Wooyoung?” You pressed your back into the cold tile wall behind you, goosebumps forming on your bare, heated skin, looking up at him past your wispy lashes, an amalgamation of intense hatred and lust sitting just beneath the surface of your piercing gaze. “Or did you come here to fuck me?” 

Wooyoung groaned at your bold words, pressing one of his hands onto the wall near your head, the other cupping your slick cunt, his lips just barely ghosting yours. “I didn’t just come here to fuck you, princess. I came here to ruin you.”

“Then, ruin me,” you reiterated, grabbing Wooyoung by a tuft of his wet hair, your teeth and tongues clashing together in an instant. 

Once Wooyoung was satisfied with the amount of spit he had swallowed, he pulled back, simply placing one hand on the top of your head and forcefully pushing you down until you got the hint. 

You were mad at yourself for being unable to resist getting on your knees for a cocky prick like Wooyoung, so you simply glared up at him, trying to pretend you didn’t notice his stiff, thick cock standing at attention in front of your face. “When I said ruin me, I meant my cunt. You think I’m just gonna suck you off because you pushed my head down? It’s bold of you to assume I won’t bite.” 

“Don’t be a brat, Y/N. I won today, so I deserve special treatment, don’t I?” Wooyoung argued, squinting his eyes at you once you began grimacing up at his erection, his fingers wrapping around your hair to create a makeshift ponytail. “Maybe if you didn’t strike out so many times, I would be the one on my knees, devouring that pretty cunt of yours.” 

“Shut the fuck up…” you murmured, squeezing your thighs together, not understanding why someone like Wooyoung had so much power over you. 

“That’s not very nice of you to say, princess.” Wooyoung reached down with his free hand to hold the base of his cock, tapping the leaking tip against your lips, smearing his pre-cum over them in the process. “How about we put that dirty mouth of yours to better use, yeah?”

Afraid he was late to the show after being forced to do an interview with the local college, Yunho quickly made his way into the women’s locker room, almost slipping on the bat you left on the floor as he followed the sounds of breathy groans, gurgled moans, and running water that were echoing from the showers. He almost fell to his knees at the sight of his best friend taking cock down her throat. You were a complete mess, streaks of mascara running down your flushed cheeks, strands of milky saliva dribbling down past your swollen lips, along your bulging throat, and onto your tits, your nose routinely making contact with Wooyoung’s pelvis. Yunho didn’t even know you could deep-throat cock with so much ease. 

Leaning against the opposite side of the shower room, Yunho desperately began to palm at his stiff, leaking length through the baggy gray sweatpants that hung loosely from his hips, his cheeks and ears growing red once he caught your teary gaze. 

You reached in between your trembling thighs, trying to relieve the deep ache inside your dripping cunt by filling it with two of your fingers, letting out a choked moan when Wooyoung roughly smacked the side of your cheek. 

“Did I say you could touch yourself? You’re my cocksleeve right now. You don’t get to play with your cunt, dumb whore,” Wooyoung grunted, letting go of your hair to pinch your nose when you wouldn’t stop finger-fucking yourself, keeping his cock lodged deep inside your throat, cutting off your only source to oxygen. 

“M-mmnfff…!” you whimpered, your brain starting to feel delightfully fuzzy around the edges, getting an instant head high from not being able to breathe. You waited until the very last second to stop playing with yourself, suddenly grabbing onto Wooyoung’s hips and squeezing them tightly, begging him for mercy with your watery eyes. 

Wooyoung immediately pulled his cock out of your mouth and slapped it down onto your face as a further attempt to humiliate you in front of your friend. “What a dirty slut…” He began to jerk himself off, rubbing his reddened cockhead against your parted lips. “I want you to listen to me. Once I cum inside your mouth, you’re not going to swallow, got it?” 

Wiping the excess saliva from your face, you nodded your head obediently, gazing up at him with half-lidded eyes, knowing Yunho was just a few feet away from you, but too distracted by the thick, leaking cock right in front of your face. “Cum, please…”

Yunho didn’t realize how much he was getting off on being ignored by the two of you until he finally freed his cock from his stained sweatpants and jerked himself off directly, thick globs of pre-cum pouring down the side of his heavy length, breathy, whiny moans escaping from his drooling mouth, his glasses starting to fog up. 

“Brainless for me already, hm? What a good girl. Now, show me your tongue,” Wooyoung whispered, taking advantage of the situation and sending a few strings of spit down onto it as soon as you held out your tongue. When he watched you swallow it immediately, your thighs squeezing together right after, Wooyoung tossed his head back and let out a long guttural groan, pressing his cockhead against your tongue just in time for spurts of hot cum to shoot out of it. 

Ready to cum untouched from being used solely for Wooyoung’s pleasure, you carefully closed your mouth, not letting any of his hot load spill out, but not swallowing it down either, as much as you wanted to.

Wooyoung reached down to run his fingers through your wet hair, admiring the mess of pre-cum and spit you had on your face, smiling at you with his canines on display. “Spit out my cum onto your fingers and fuck it into that whore-hole of yours. You wanted to play with yourself, didn’t you? Now’s your chance, princess.” 

Shocked by Wooyoung’s perverted request, you simply looked up at him with wide eyes, looking like a hamster with the way your cheeks were currently puffed out and filled with his cum. 

“Go on, baby. Don’t be shy. Show Yunho why you have a reputation of being such a shameless cumslut with the guys on my team,” Wooyoung encouraged breathily, gently patting one of your filled cheeks, a few dribbles of milkiness leaking out past your lips.

Yunho’s eyes left the soaking mess in between your thighs for a second to meet your embarrassed gaze, coming to terms with this new information. Not only did you fuck him after your losses, but you took the time to fuck the winning team, even after Yunho had filled your womb with countless loads. You really were a slut. Yunho became so hard, he grew a bit dizzy. 

“F-fine, but don’t stare…” you murmured sheepishly, as if you hadn’t been ran through by both of their teams before. The men in question watched with bated breath as you let the milky load drip onto your fingers, letting out little gasps when they quickly disappeared all the way inside you, your cunt making obscene squelching sounds each time you pushed them in and out.

“You’re so filthy…I think I’m in love,” Wooyoung sighed dreamily, reaching down to clutch your jaw with his slender fingers. He smiled keenly at your contorted expression, enjoying the sound of your whiny moans. “What’s wrong, princess? Are you going to cum just from being a filthy whore? Does it feel that good knowing you're breeding yourself with my load? Mm, and it feels even better knowing that Yunho is watching you be my pretty little cum dump, huh?” 

“S-so good, I might…ffffuck…” Once your heated gaze returned to your best friend, Yunho began to seize up at the same time as you, painting his plain black t-shirt with ropes of cum just as your milky release poured onto the tile floor below. 

Wooyoung simply chuckled in amusement, before turning his head to face his longtime friend just in time to see him wiping thick streaks of cum off of his long, softened length. “Did you just bust a nut from watching Y/N try to impregnate herself?” 

“Y-yes.” Blushing, Yunho adjusted his glasses out of habit, now that he wasn’t wearing his contacts, pulling at the sleeve of his hoodie now that his two favorite people were looking at him like they wanted to devour him. 

“You’re just as dirty as she is.” Wooyoung smiled idly, positioning himself behind you so that your back pressed into his chest, slowly spreading you wide open for all three of you to see just how pink your soaked slit was. “Hey, Yun. You hungry?” 

“Very,” your teammate replied quickly, licking at his lips, already finding himself on his knees before you, ready to start panting in true golden retriever fashion. 

“You don’t mind if Yun eats out your pretty, cum-stuffed cunt, do you, baby?” Wooyoung asked you, leaning over to nip at your jaw, pinching your swollen clit just to hear the cute sound you made for him. 

Just as you gave them the go-ahead, your teammate buried his face in between your thighs, appreciating how Wooyoung spread you open further with his thumbs, eagerly lapping at the milky liquid that slowly began to drip out of you. 

“What a good puppy,” Wooyoung praised, growing hard and harder the longer he watched Yunho desperately slurp up the tangy mixture into his drooling mouth, slipping his cock in between your soft, sweaty thighs, appreciating the warmth they provided. “Do you like the way my cum tastes, Yun?” 

“Tasches scho good, Woo,” Yunho replied with his mouth full, dragging his dripping tongue up and over your puffy cunt over and over, idly kneading his fingers into the sides of your thighs. 

Groaning, Wooyoung began to fuck the tight space in between your thighs, the underside of his cock rubbing deliciously against your pussy, making you moan even louder than you were before. “You wanna taste it from the source, Yun? Huh? You want a taste of my cock?” 

Yunho nodded quickly, having to push down his own stiff length from the way it was poking into his abdomen. Drooling, he watched how Wooyoung pulled you just a little farther back against his body, until Yunho had access to his friend’s leaking cock, immediately wrapping his lips around the reddened tip and noisily slurping on it. 

“Oh, fuck yeah,” Wooyoung moaned out, clutching one of your hips tightly, snaking the other one around your waist to begin flicking and rubbing your clit, looking down over your shoulder to watch his friend fervently suck and lick at his cock each time he thrusted himself between your closed, trembling thighs, a combination of his pre-cum and your wetness dirtying Yunho’s foggy glasses. “I’m gonna fucking cum all over your face, Yun. Gonna make Y/N squirt all over it too.” 

“Give it to me, please…” he panted, dragging his tongue up from Wooyoung’s twitching tip, along your pulsing cunt, and up over your clit, licking fervently at it when Wooyoung lifted your hood up to expose it completely. Yunho was so desperate to chase his high, he almost didn’t register that he had begun to hump against your leg like a dog in heat, leaving streaks of sticky pre-cum on your skin. 

“Good puppy, fuck, you’re such a good boy, Yuyu,” you praised your teammate whinily, desperately rubbing your cunt all over his tongue until your knees felt like they were about to buckle, Wooyoung’s veiny cock running along your slit from below sending you over the edge. 

“Wet this puppy’s face with your squirt, baby. Now,” Wooyoung growled into your ear, biting on the side of it just as he roughly pinched your clit, thrusting forward in between your thighs one more time, only for his sensitive tip to be met with Yunho’s agile tongue, his eyes rolling back when his friend lapped over and into the slit. 

Right as your arousal began to squirt onto Yunho’s flushed face, Wooyoung’s cock twitched up into your cunt, his hot load shooting out onto your teammate’s tongue, a few spurts landing onto his glasses. 

When Yunho was about to cum from rubbing himself all over your leg, he suddenly didn’t have access to it, causing him to look up and whimper. Licking at the cum and squirt on his lips, his honey brown eyes widened at the both of you, his pupils blown wide. 

Wooyoung had lifted up your trembling thighs so that they were pressed into either side of you, your body folded up like a paper doll, his hardened cock already slipping in and out of your soaking cunt. Chuckling at your breathless moans and whines, he dragged his tongue up and over your jaw, humming at the taste of your salty skin. “You’ve been waiting to get pounded like this, yeah? Because no one uses this pretty body like I do…huh? You’re so spoiled now.” 

“It’s all your fault,” you gasped out in between moans, reaching your arm back to hold onto Wooyoung’s neck, turning your head so that your lips ghosted along the side of his panting mouth. “Please cum inside, Woo, please, I need it.” 

Wooyoung squeezed his fingers into the underside of your thighs, bucking his hips roughly up into you. “God, I love when I turn you into my little breeding bitch.” He turned his head so that he could bite at your bottom lip, groaning, “Get ready to retire, baby. I’m gonna knock you up.” 

Yunho thought he was going to lose his goddamn mind from witnessing the display of dominance and submission that was taking place directly above him. Wooyoung was completely controlling your body, ruthlessly fucking up into you, one hand tugging at your hair, the other wrapped around your neck, a small bulge routinely becoming visible within your lower abdomen with each thrust and every he made into your stretched cunt. It seemed like neither of you could even remember that Yunho was there, right below you, until he began to eagerly lick at the slick, milky space where your heated, sticky bodies routinely made contact. 

You both moaned at the pleasurable sensation, your pulsing lower halves beginning to grow extremely heavy. “Yuyuuu, that feels so good,” you whimpered, angling your head down to gaze lovingly at Yunho, reaching your hand down to ruffle his sweaty hair. 

Growling, Wooyoung grabbed you by the chin and shoved his tongue down your throat, forcibly bouncing you up and down on his cock. Your teary eyes never closed, and never left Yunho’s, even when you began to cum for Wooyoung, your release spilling out into your dear teammate’s open mouth and onto his lolled-out tongue. Just when Yunho thought he couldn’t get any harder, you began to cry out a cuter version of Wooyoung’s name once he really started to drill his pulsing cock into your sensitive cunt, the twinges of jealousy Yunho felt only contributing to his need to witness his friend unload himself into you. 

Wooyoung pressed his forehead against yours, his sharp eyes boring into yours. “You look at me when you take my load, baby. I don’t care if your little boyfriend is watching me fuck you stupid,” he demanded, smacking his palm roughly into the side of your ass, making you squeak out in pleasurable pain. 

“Yes, Youngie,” you breathed out, your eyebrows drawing closer once your bottom half began to grow heavier and heavier, not knowing if you were truly capable of cumming for the nth time. 

“What a good girl…Open your mouth for me…” Sighing softly, he caught his dripping saliva on your tongue with his own and slid it into your open mouth, the both of you letting out muffled moans as he spilled inside you once again. He broke the sloppy kiss to look down over your shoulder, admiring how his load began to slip out past his softening cock, dripped down past his balls, and landed onto Yunho’s fucked-out face. He smiled darkly at the dried spurts of cum Yunho left on his t-shirt and stained sweatpants. “Baby, look at the mess puppy made…” 

You licked at your lips, both you and Wooyoung just about devouring your teammate with your lustful gazes alone. “Oh, Yuyu. Look what you’ve done to yourself. Poor, sweet puppy just wants to feel good, doesn’t he?” 

Yunho bit his bottom lip, looking up at the both of you with half-closed, watery eyes, completely at your combined mercy. “Y-yeah. More, please.” 

You and Wooyoung exchanged lecherous glances, knowing neither of you would be able to stop, especially not when you had such a perfect new companion to play with. Despite all the odds, you and your rival had finally come to a truce, and, of course, came to the conclusion that you’d be tag teaming Yunho until you would have to get ready for softball practice the next morning.

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My Angel

Pairing : Nerdy! Best Friend! Wooyoung x fem! Reader

Summary: What will happen when you and your best friend decide to take a break from studying and go nap? Will a situation cause you to act on your feelings..? Or go even further?

Genre: friends to lovers, fluff, smut, small plot

W.C. 6k (eek >○<)

👓Notes :Switches between second and third person pov quite frequently. Everything is clear to understand while reading, though. Italicized is wooyoung's internal thoughts as if he were talking to himself. Also, Wooyo isn't really a nerd in the fic. just dressed like a sexy one

👓Warnings: Overstim, Oral (F receiving), Fingering, soft sleepy jittery? smut , dry humping/ grinding, masturbation, dirty talk, mentions of stuffing and cockwarming ( does not actually happen tho) service top woo ( all he wants to do is please the reader) whining, moaning, squirting, cumming in pants/on back, cumming on stomach. Pet names (Angel/Baby)( use of y/n)Pls lmk if I forgot anything!

If you want to skip straight to the smut, scroll to the blue hearts like the ones below!

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✨️Rahhhhh my first fic I'm posting on this account! I hope that whoever reads it enjoys it as well!✨️

May write a pt 2 with full on smut if anyome is interested !

👓REMINDER : my works do not represent the irl members in any way, this is purely a work of FICTION.

💚Requests/Asks are open!💚

Mature Under Cut!

“Pssst….pssst psss-”

Your eyebrow twitched as you tried to focus on the worksheet in front of you. You had been in the library for 4 hours, trying to cram for an upcoming final that you decided to not study for. (Opting to work yourself to death and come home, only to immediately crash). Luckily for you, your best friend happened to be a genius when it came to organic chemistry, but at the same time, he was also a big slacker. Even though he volunteered himself to tutor you, it seemed like more harm than help. Especially with the fact that he couldn't stay focused. He spent most of his time bothering you, or getting sidetracked.

“Hey y/n, are you even paying attention to me!? I'm trying to talk to you and-” Wooyoung continued to complain to you as his words went in one ear and out the other. You shifted your body in the small study booth you two were occupied in, so that you could look at him better. As your gaze shifted to him, you took in his features in the poor lighting. Today, woo was wearing an oversized flannel, with a couple buttons undone to show his chest and slender frame,some baggy black pants, and some ugly ass boots that you begged him to take off. Unfortunately he refused because it was for “fashion” you didn't understand because you usually opted for casual jeans and a hoodie. But you decided it would be best to let the man do his own thing. As your gaze shifted up to his face, you noticed that his skin was slightly glowing under the dim lamp, accentuating his sharp cheekbones and beautiful nose. You then noticed that he decided to wear large but thin black frames and had even drawn on some fake freckles. Your heart squeezed at your highly attractive best friend. You always wondered why he wasn't in a relationship yet; he had girls throwing themselves at him at any given moment, but he always opted to hang out with you, or his other friends, not paying them any mind. You loved Wooyoung with all your heart, you wanted him to be yours, but at the same time, you were content with being his friend. You didn't want to jeopardize what you had with him…

As your thoughts trailed off, you noticed he was still blabbing and whining for your attention, and a small smile graced your face. Wooyoung took notice of this and started to smile to himself. He could never get mad at you, you were too precious to him, he was deeply in love with you too, but you just didn't know it yet. This “tutoring” session he set up was a way for him to try and get closer to you to make a move, but that plan proved to be difficult when he noticed how much you were actually being affected by the content you were studying.

“Yah yah y/n, let's stop for today and go home, I can tell we aren't getting too far in today's lesson. Wooyoung said as he stood up and shoved all the textbooks in his bag. His heart warming as he saw you release a tense breath and stretch your body. The tension and stress seemingly floating away. Wooyoung gulped as he watched you stand, your shirt slightly lifting up and showing your midriff, the small glint from your belt buckle catching his attention. He wanted you so bad, it wasn't even funny. You could be sitting around just existing and you could sometimes feel himself getting hard for you. That's how whipped he was, but he had to control himself.

Wooyoung shook himself out of his thoughts as you came to stand next to him, signaling you were ready to go. He looped his arm around your waist, playfully pinching your side as you yelped and swung your hand to hit him, which he narrowly dodged. He giggled to himself and smoothed his palm over your waist trying to rub the pain out aS you two walked towards your car.

As you two walked along the corridor to the parking garage, you felt wooyoung's hand drift lower, securing his larger hand on your hip, pulling you closer to his side. He was always like this, so touchy feely, in all honesty, you didn't pay any mind to it since this was how he normally acted on any given day. Unfortunately your heart was too weak, and you could almost throw up from how violent the butterflies in your stomach were getting. Wooyoung glanced down at you and smirked, he could feel your body tense up, and he laughed to himself as he noticed a slight frown grace your face. “Hey angel, what do you want to do when we get home?” Wooyoung shook you out of your internal spiral as you pondered what you two should do. Honestly you just wanted to sleep for a little bit just to clear your mind so that you could get back to studying.``Honestly woo, I just want to nap a bit and then we can get back to studying” you muttered as you approached your car. “Okay angel, here, give me your keys, I'll drive us” you tossed him your keys and unceremoniously dropped into your passenger seat. It wasn't often that you were the passenger in your own car, but you were grateful to woo for offering to drive.

As the car rolled along the scenic route, wooyoung glanced over to you, his heart churning at the exhaustion that took over your features. His heart thumping in his chest he decided to test the waters and laid his hand on your thigh, slightly rubbing the soft flesh in a calming manner. You tensed up, a flash of heat pooling in your lower regions. Any little form of physical contact was enough to set you off, and wooyoung's veiny hand wasn't helping one bit. He continued to rub soft circles into the meat of your thigh and lightly squeeze every couple of minutes. Due to the calming nature of his touches, you sat back further in your seat and let the exhaustion envelop you, lighty dozing off. Wooyoung continued to drive down the expansive roads towards your shared apartment. And Yes, funny enough, you two happened to be roommates as well, Wooyoung springing the idea for you to become his roomate since he was lonely, and the fact that your lease had been ending soon. All he wanted was to be close to you, whether he was yours or not, he knew he always belonged to you.

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A small hum could be heard as Wooyoung pulled into the parking garage of your apartment complex, you weren't fully asleep so you could feel the car get closer and closer to your destination, sighing, you straightened up in your seat and stretched, groaning loudly, gaining wooyoung's attention. As you stretched, a small portion of your hoodie started to ride up, exposing some of your soft skin, making wooyoung lose his focus for a small second.

It wasn't often that you showed skin, always opting to make your daily outfits sweatpants and some form of a hoodie, jacket , or sweater. You tended to run pretty cold, so you always made sure to stay warm and comfy, and in your words ``school is not a fashion show”. Funny enough, you had a knack for wearing your roommates clothes, and even sometimes you were lucky enough to steal some of Wooyoung's expensive designer jackets when he wasn't paying attention. Unbeknownst to you, it made Wooyoung go slightly feral whenever you wore his clothes. He had to restrain himself from jumping on you.

As Wooyoung let his thoughts fade, he felt your cold hands poking his cheek, softly gripping his jaw to shake his head so that he could pay attention to you.

“ -and, - wait a minute, Wooyoung are you there? I've been trying to tell you to stop zoning out!”

Wooyoung let his thoughts dissipate fully as he took you in, finally focusing his eyes on your face. He could see the tire in your eyes, dark circles starting to form due to restless nights spent studying and helping with Wooyoung's studies as well. You cared for him so much, and he could feel his heart starting to thump harder. He suddenly remembered that you said you wanted to nap for a bit, so he started to unbuckle his seatbelt to get out of your car. He gripped the hand that was holding his jaw and laid a small kiss to your hand, muttering a small “ sorry, lets go inside angel”. Your heart fluttered at the small action, but you had to remind yourself that this was normal for Woo, your heart strings tugging a small bit, maybe one day you would actually confess to him, but you didn't expect it to be anytime soon. You sighed deeply and opened Your car door, trudging inside your apartment with Wooyoung right behind You, a comforting hand resting on your shoulder as he guided you into the apartment. After stepping in, you gave wooyoung a small hug ,linking your arms around his slim waist and bid him a goodnight for now. “Goodnight angel, i'll be out here if you need me” as he kissed your forehead goodnight, he hopped over the back of the couch and sprawled out as you padded towards your room to sleep.

You were sleeping soundly in your bed, but as usual, you were starting to get cold, but luckily, you happened to live with a human furnace, so you decided to call out for Wooyoung. You weren't one to initiate physical touch or cuddling whatsoever, but you felt like you were going to die of coldness ( which was a big overreaction) but nonetheless, you needed to warm up, or you wouldn't be able to sleep at all. Woo happened to be relaxing on the couch, just lazily watching some show on netflix when he heard you croak out for him, your voice slightly scratchy due to just waking up. He had no idea what you could be calling him for, but he padded down the hall to your room. In the dim lighting, he could see your form cuddled underneath the covers, shaking like a leaf, and he could tell instantly that you were cold.

“Aww angel, are you cold?” wooyoung giggled at you as your head peaked from under the covers to shoot a quick glare at him. As you looked, you saw that he changed out of his questionable outfit that he had worn today, and was something much more comfortable. He sported some soft looking cotton shorts that you vaguely remember gifting him for Christmas, and a loose fitting t-shirt that sagged around his slim frame. After taking a moment to rake your eyes over his form, you felt your cheeks get warm but finally mustered up enough energy to speak to him.

“Yes. you fool, i am very cold and would appreciate it if you could lie with me for a little so i can warm up” you grumbled out, still violently shivering, you yanked the blanket back over your head, already done with Wooyoung's antics for the night. Due to being under the covers, you couldn't hear him coming closer until you felt a heavy hand on top of your head under the covers, and suddenly the air was knocked out of you as wooyoung dropped all of his body weight on top of you. You groaned out as you felt your entire body being compressed into the bed, all while wooyoung was cackling at the state he had you in. sneakily, you snuck your hand out from being squished underneath the covers and started swatting wooyoung's back to get him off of you, he continued to giggle and he lifted up the covers and slid in next to you,curling around your body like a koala. Instantly, you were granted with a cozy warmth emanating from woo. You sighed softly and snuggled into the bed deeper as you got more comfortable. Wooyoung made himself comfortable as well and wrapped his legs around yours , laid his head in the soft crook of your neck and wrapped his arm around your waist, squeezing your side and rubbing you softly to coax you into sleep. His hand then traveled lower and started rubbing soft circles in the meat of your thigh, just as he had done earlier. Unfortunately for you, that made a warm heat start to tingle in your nether regions and your eyes shot open, quickly shaking the sleep out of your bones. Luckily for you, he didn't notice your startled reaction, and kept switching back and forth between rubbing your stomach softly and kneading your thighs. You made soft noises of approval and content as you felt your eyes grow heavy due to the repetitive motion, and soon enough, you were sound asleep in wooyoung's embrace. Wooyoung admired your peaceful features, smiling to himself as you breathed in and out softly, sleep took over his form as well.

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You woke up a couple of hours later in pitch black darkness with a dry throat. You tried to move, but you found that difficult with the way you were being embraced by wooyoung, you two were now spooning, although he wasn't much bigger than you, his frame engulfed yours, both strong forearms wrapped securely around your waist and his face still tucked in your neck, softly snoring. If anything you felt like your body was on fire, and you were going to die. Your infatuation with your best friend wasn't helping one bit either, again you felt heat tingling in your nether regions. What in the hell was wrong with you all day??? You had been getting flustered and turned on all day, more than usual, maybe you were ovulating. As you were lost in thought, wooyoung started to stir and you felt wooyoung poking your lower back, although he wasn't hard, feeling the weight and pressure of him against you made your blood pressure skyrocket, your brow slowly starting to sweat. Wooyoung continued to stir until he woke up slowly, squeezing himself tighter around you and nuzzling himself further into your neck, speaking gibberish

“- angel, mmm,angel what-” his muttering was going in one ear and out the other as you weren't able to focus on what he was saying, only the raspiness of his voice after waking up. Wooyoung took note of you not paying attention and decided to bite your neck to make you pay attention. Of course this caught you 100% off guard and you let out a small whimper, making you both freeze a bit. Although you stayed frozen, you could feel your breath kick up and your heart rate pick up a bit, honestly you wondered how you were going to explain yourself,and while you were lost in thought, wooyoung studied your face. You seemed to like it but he could also tell you were nervous as hell so he decided to test the waters….

As you stared at the ceiling, acting like you were invisible, wooyoung took his chance and bit your neck again, this time attaching his lips to the tender spot and sucking lightly, and pressing a tender kiss as an apology. Again, you whimpered albeit a lot louder this time and you wanted a hole to open up under you and swallow you whole (or maybe let wooyoung do that hehe). So far you and wooyoung hadn’t spoken a word to each other, just consuming each other's heavy breaths and reactions. Suddenly you felt a strong grip on your jaw, your cheeks squished, similar to how you had wooyoung earlier in the car, you shut your eyes tight, scared to face wooyoung as he tilted your face back towards his.

“Angel, hey angel look at me.” you shook your head no as you were scared to open your eyes. Wooyoung giggled at this, enamored by your antics, he tried once again to get you to open up. “y/n, please open your eyes, i have something to tell you, and i can't tell you with your eyes closed” after he said this, he blew air on your face, causing your nose to scrunch up and he couldn't help but press a soft kiss on your nose, surprising you enough for you to open your eyes.

“Ah, there we go angel, there's my girl” wooyoung grinned at you as he was finally able to get your attention, but before he continued on his ministrations, he wanted to tell you how he really felt first before he ravished you.

“y/n, i don't think i can contain myself much longer and you need to tell me to stop before i devour you” wooyoung spoke quite honestly, taking your breath away, “ i'm so infatuated with you, your smile, your lips, your body, your brain, your personality, all of your makes me so crazy i can’t breathe. I want to be by you all the time, and I want you to be mine, because I'm already yours, you can have all of me, I don't care, it's always been you. You're so sweet to me it drives me crazy, even now just holding you makes my heart go insane. So please angel, tell me to stop because I don't want to ruin our friendship. If i'm overstepping any boundaries please stop me now angel” wooyoung finally stopped yapping enough for him to catch his breath while you on the other hand were completely floored. You wouldn't believe your ears at the confession that was just laid upon them, along with this, you could feel yourself becoming increasingly wet as wooyoung had kept speaking. You stayed quiet longer than you intended to when you heard wooyoung pouting, becoming impatient and whining for you to say something. After finally shaking the shock off of your body, you finally spoke out your feelings.

“Wooyoung i feel the same way, i always have, i have a lot to say to you but honestly i'm in a small state of shock right now so please forgive me” you frowned as you cringed at yourself. You could gush about how much you loved him, but your heart was literally in your stomach as you uttered the next words softly but sure of yourself “oh and by the way, i don't want you to stop” you shyly looked away from his intense gaze since it was so striking in the darkness of the night. That was all he needed to hear before he could claim you as his

“Great angel, i'll take care of you” wooyoung murmured with a shy smile before he leaned over and pressed his soft lips to yours. Wooyoung locked lips with you quite softly, not completely eating your face off yet, but starting to get a bit more desperate. He pressed his lips to yours a little more firmly, smacking his lips loudly against yours as he finally started to lick your lips. Breathing heavy through his nose, he pushed his tongue into your mouth licking around softly as your tongues danced together. You were panting as he kissed you, feeling your entire breath be taken away. You whined into the kiss, pulling away A little bit to catch your breath as you tried to turn your body but wooyoung stopped you.

“No, no angel, I want you to stay like this” wooyoung spoke and you listened to him, eager to continue. He leaned down and pressed his lips to yours again softly moaning into your mouth, he slipped his tongue back into your mouth to steal your breath.You were starting to get hot as you rubbed your thighs together slightly trying to gain friction. He then started to lightly suck on your tongue as one of his arms slithered under your (his shirt) grasping one of your nipples in his hand, lightly pinching and twisting, while his other hand traveled down your stomach and to the waistband of your fleece shorts. Your breath hitched in anticipation at what was going to come. Wooyoung pulled his mouth away from yours, a thin string Of spit connecting The two of you.

“Can I make you feel good angel?” Wooyoung muttered as he lowered his head to your neck, continuing his early mission of trying to get you to make as much noise as possible. He heard you say a soft “mhm” as he suckled more bruises into your neck, his fingers finally cupping your heat.

“My my angel , you're really soaked. Is this all bc of me hmmm” wooyoung cackled again, his fun and bubbly personality shining through the intimate moment. Woo gently rubbed his fingers up and down your folds gathering up slick to bring back up your clit. He brought his face up from your neck to watch you as you unraveled for him, your eyes scrunched and soft moans escaping your lips. Wooyoung felt himself hard as a rock behind you, Opting to rock his hips into your ass to make himself feel some sort of relied as well. Wooyoung started to leave high pitched moans in your ear as he was grinding on you. He dragged his fingers back towards your fold and circled your entrance, gathering up more slick before he eased his middle finger inside of you, your walls Instantly sucking him in.

“Holy fuck y/n you're so tight, im going to have to take my time with your cunt so you'll be ready for my cock” he groaned out as he started a steady rhythm pumping his fingers inside of you. Your moans started to increase In volume but it wasn't enough, wooyoung wanted you to wail and to scream his name. He then slowed down his pace causing you to whine

“Hah-hah” you pointed out, “woo, why did you-” suddenly you gasped “ah, ah, wooyo-” you let out a high pitched moans, as wooyoung curled his fingers up into you, dragging hard and slow around your sweet spot as his thumb pressed hard into your clit and drew tight circles. Your thighs started to shake by how strong the sensation was and you were rendered speechless, only able to pant wooyoung's name every couple of seconds. Wooyoung continued to grind into you, his precum staining his shorts and leaving a small wet patch on your ass. Wooyoung sped up his movements on you, a loud squelching sound Resonating around the room as you became wetter and Wetter, your slick leaking down wooyoung's veined arm and dripping down your legs onto the mattress and sheets. As you got closer and closer, your body started to curl in on itself, trying to relieve the intensity of the oncoming orgasm, But wooyoung was having none of that. He wrapped his legs around yours and anchored his other arm around your waist, momentarily stopping his attention on your nipples.

“Stay still so I can watch you cum on my fingers” he growled out in your ear, as you got closer and closer to the edge. Wooyoung then slowed down again, dragging his fingers against your gspot and pressing hard into you clit, and as he dragged his fingers once more, that's when you started to unravel and quiver in his grasp

“ woo- hah- ah, ah ah-” Your whines only grew louder and louder as you came on wooyoung's fingers, slick and cream slowly spilling onto your thighs and the sheets below. Your back arching and thighs quivering uncontrollably. wooyoung however didn't stop his movements and kept going, determined on coaxing another one out of you. Wooyoung was close as well, the ragged drags of his cock against your ass was providing the perfect friction as he whined into your ear.

“Fuck- woo, woo its- its too much-” you cried out as You wiggled in his grasp. The overstim making you lightheaded. “Hang on angel, just one more this way so I can come with you okay? I wonder how many times I'll make you come tonight” Wooyoung whined sweetly in your ear as you felt another orgasm quickly approaching. Wooyoung took his fingers out of you and focused all his attention on your clit, rubbing harshly into the bundle of nerves, the rubbing paired with how hard he was rocking into you, sent you into your second orgasm of the night quickly. You moaned loudly, wailing into the night as your thighs trembled and you felt yourself soaking the sheets even more. In your daze, you felt wooyoung thrusting sloppily on you and you tilted your head back to suck on wooyoung's tongue as he chased his high.

“It's okay baby, let go, cum for me” you mumbled against his lips as you stuck your tongue back in his mouth, hearing him whine. After a couple more thrusts, wooyoung stilled against your back, his cum Coming out in hot spurts within his shorts and some staining your sleep shorts. Wooyoung let out a deep breath And opened his eyes to peer at You. You looked utterly fucked out, legs still slightly twitching, your lips swollen From all the kissing And all of the marks left on your neck. You looked absolutely beautiful to him. And unbeknownst to you, he wasn't done yet at all. “How was that Angel?” He breathily asked as you regained your wits. “That was amazing woo” you gave him a small smile, wanting nothing more than to clean up and cuddle when suddenly you found yourself being dragged down the bed.

“Wooyoung what are you doing?!” You were fine with going all the way tonight but you honestly needed a recharge before you could go into another round of vigorous activity with Wooyoung. But before you could voice your thoughts, he started to speak again “angel, were you even listening to me earlier!? I said I was going to take care of you, so let me do one last thing and make you feel good by eating your sweet cunt” he smiled up at you as he grabbed your shorts and panties in one go and yanked them down your legs. You shivered in excitement and anticipation from what was to come. Wooyoung took a quick break to lean forward and give you a soft kiss, pushing your shirt up your stomach exposing your breasts to him. “wow angel, you're so beautiful” he murmured before he leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth while calming the other, Leaving harsh kisses and love bites On your nipple. As he alternated between nipples your moans made him start to get hard again, but he figured he would handle that later. He drew his attention away from your chest To continue Kissing down the expanse of Your body, nipping at the soft flesh of your stomach and leaving small marks here and there. He lowered his tongue into your navel, slowly swirling around, making your insides tingle a bit and more slick gush out of you as you squirmed Around. “Patient angel I'm almost there” You heard wooyoung say to you as he got closer and closer to your mound. wooyoung finally laid down fully on the bed and hooked his arm over your waist to anchor it down, and put your legs over his shoulders as he got comfortable.

As he finally looked at you, he saw the aftermath of his work on you and groaned. You were glistening. “Wow angel, you have such a pretty cunt, it looks delicious, '' Wooyoung said to you as he finally dove in and pressed a soft kiss to your sensitive clit. You jolted,due to still recovering from the workout he just put you through and you sat up on your elbows to take in the sight for yourself. Wooyoung between your legs, his mass of black hair Popping up as he locked eyes with you, his lips wrapping around your clit fully and giving a harsh suck, letting go of your clit with a sickening “Pop!” Noise. The sound you let out was unreal, a while turned into a drawn out breathless Moan as you let your body flop back on the mattress. “w-ww-woo, if you keep doing that, I won't last long-'' you managed to huff out as wooyoung paused to look up at your disheveled state.”uhh duh angel, that's the point obviously” he rolled his eyes as he bent back down to your heat. He spread his tongue out and licked a stripe up from your hole up to your clit, and he swore he could've passed out and came on the spot right then and there from how your eyes rolled back in pleasure. “Oh- wooyoung Fuck-” you choked out as he began to devour you whole.

He was able to easily slide his tongue into you, wiggling it around desperately while Trying to thrust in and out as fast as he Could. Your hands came down on his scalp, pulling his hair slightly to ground himself. He moaned loudly while he was deep in you, the vibrations causing you to squish his head in between your thighs momentarily. You released Him and he came up from your cunt to your clit, not letting up whatsoever. His tongue, covered in Slick And drool made it easier for him to drag His tongue all over your clit. He sucked on it lightly, just to bring you a little bit closer to the edge but not put you in a coma (not yet at least). He then brought his other arm around and started to finger you slowly, this time with his ring and middle finger to stuff you more; curling his fingers upwards again he had no Issue finding your sweet spot and started to rub into it with a firmer pressure, suddenly making you whimper louder and louder. All while woo fingered you, he kept his plump Lips wrapped around your clit sucking softly And harshly at random intervals and you knew You weren't going to last much longer. Which was good for wooyoung, he was rock solid and again steadily leaking against your bed, rocking into the plush sheets for any type of friction. His moans reaching high pitched was spurring you on closer and closer to euphoria. Wooyoung then decided to use his other Hand to pull the hood of your clit back to expose you more, and make you cum as hard as you could tonight, maybe he'd even make you squirt or even pass out too. one last time for the night he wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked hard, again and again and again, then vigorously swirled his tongue around the exposed bundle of nerves. The moans that came out of you so loud that they were borderline screams and your voice started getting hoarse After all the continued yelling. Somehow, you were able to muster up a couple of words before you came undone on his tongue and fingers.

“Woo-Woo,I'm going to cum-” you managed to Stutter out one last time as you felt like you were going to implode. Wooyoung sucked on you hard one last time and started humming on your clit. After that you seized up and began to cum hard on wooyoung. your legs were shaking and you couldn't breathe. your vision had gone spotty, but you felt like you were on cloud nine. Wooyoung cooed words of encouragement towards you as you were coming down from the high. As you came back to earth, you felt wooyoung still going, your thighs locking in a vice grip around his arm. He was now sitting up, his pants pulled down as he fisted his cock, starting to go harder, translucent strings of precum dripping on the sheets as he continued to punch into your gspot to get you to cum one last Time. You couldn't even speak, your voice was hoarse and your body was weak as you felt another orgasm coming on, this one however felt different like you had a strange pressure building up as well. “Woo- i’ i- feel funny” you gasped out as Your body shook from the intense overstimulation you were currently experiencing. “It- its Okay baby, let go” wooyoung Was able to grunt out as You could tell he was getting close. His knuckles Were white as ge fucked Into the tight grip of his hand vigorously, spurred on by your moans and the loud squelching of your pussy. Suddenly without warning, your entire body seized up once more. This time you felt your lower body spasming uncontrollably, you were Squirting. Splashing wooyoung's torso and cock with your cum and effectively soaking your sheets completely. “Yes baby, that's it, that's it ahhhh fuck y/n” wooyoung groaned out, that being the final push he needed to climax. You watched wooyoung cum on your stomach in hot Spurts as his cock and stomach twitched uncontrollably as well, emptying everything he had to give you for now. You and wooyoung took several moments To catch your Breath and regain some form Of stability.

“Wow” you and woo both said in unison, in a fit of giggles after the whole night you two Just shared. After that Wooyoung got up and got you a warm rag and cleaned off your stomach and lower area, being extra careful since he knew you were sensitive. He took his time Pressing soft kisses all over your stomach and thighs, he then leaned up over your face and pressed a soft kiss to your lips, rubbing his nose with yours and giving you a tight embrace.

“sooo when are you finishing your chem review “ wooyoung wiggled his brows at you and you slapped his back. “just shut and let me go back to sleep you fool” you blushed as he pressed a sweet kiss to your cheek as you two rolled over and went back to sleep.✨️

Authors Note💙

I hope you enjoyed! This was not proofread whatsoever so there are probably a lot of mistakes! I wrote this all on sleep deprivation fumes, so I'm sorry if some parts don't flow too well! Once again my asks are open!

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I Want to Watch (part 6)

Pairing: Wooyoung x reader x Hongjoong (feat. Jongho) Word Count: 3.3K Genre: Pure Filth 🔞 Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Explicit Content

Arguments between the members can lead to very very enjoyable outcomes provided you are up for it of course.

(for Elise @ocean-dreamer-sky-chaser please don't hate me 😆)

You were happy to lay in the warmth that Wooyoung had left behind, leaving you to continue dozing as he started getting ready, showering and then going into the kitchen to make you both breakfast. You had heard both Jongho and Hongjoong moving around but you figured since it was a late schedule you would be able to spend some time with Wooyoung before he left for his work day. Stretching you could hear the voices in the kitchen getting slightly louder, Wooyoung seemed to be bickering about something but when you heard Hongjoong’s voice cut through it you knew it was serious.

“You can not be fucking serious Wooyoung. What is wrong with you?” Hongjoong scolded heatedly “This is exactly the behavior that tarnishes companies and destroys groups”.

“It’s not like that hyung, it’s not competitive and nobody is getting hurt. I even made a set of rules that everyone agrees on before things happen” you boyfriend balked, obviously offended by the accusation. “Nothing happens without everyone agreeing”.

“It’s true hyung, I agreed and Wooyoung told me what was and wasn’t ok and nothing went wrong. We are adults. We can recognize that this isn’t a "who gets her” at all”. Jongho replied calmly, trying to explain things clearly.

“Did she agree or did you just spring this on her? Because I swear if she is only doing this for you and not really consenting…” Hongjoong trailed off furious “And what happens if it gets out that one of us has a girlfriend who we all fucking share??? We are going to be seen as filthy perverts”.

“Of course she consents hyung! I love her, I would never force her into anything” Wooyoung snapped back nastily, his voice getting louder. “She has the final say if anything happens or not if she says no we will just continue like it never happened and will never speak of it again”.

Swallowing hard and feeling anxious, you quickly slipped out of Wooyoung’s bed and into the bathroom hoping you could pretend you were showering and not eavesdropping on them all arguing. With the hot water running over your body you didn’t hear the rest of the conversation, only when Wooyoung knocked on the bathroom door did you realize he must have finished making breakfast.

“Hi baby” he smiled sweetly, his eyes traveling the length of your naked form “I made you breakfast”.

“Thank you Wooyo” you blew him a kiss as you washed the last of the soap bubbles from your body. You got yourself dressed and left the bathroom to find him sitting on the bed waiting for you coffee in hand. “You are too good for me, my love”.

“So we have four nights of filming for this music video. Will you be able to come round after?” he raised his eyebrow slightly as he watched you take a sip.

“Yeah, I can do that” you sighed “but only if Hongjoong isn’t still mad, I don’t want to ruin your career or the others reputations”.

“So you did hear that then” Wooyoung blanched slightly, his face falling “Like Jongho said we are all consenting adults, there are no feelings involved, besides the ones between us, so it shouldn’t matter. Plus the guys don’t think less of you if anything they respect you more”.

“Of course because we all know sleeping around earns women respect Woo” you rolled your eyes hard as he flushed pink. “But just tell me when the shoot is over and I’ll come back around”.

Four nights turned into four and a half nights so when your phone lit up just after midnight you expected to be met with an exhausted sounding boyfriend who just needed you to come round to cuddle after a long schedule not an over excited and smug sounding Wooyoung and an angry sounding Hongjoong in the background.

“Woo? What do you need?” you yawned having been asleep before his summons.

“Can you come round? Actually can we pick you up and take you to the dorm? We’re about 20 minutes away from your place”. Wooyoung’s honeyed voice told you everything you needed to know about what kind of night you were going to have. “Hyung wants to try something new with you”.

“Alright I’ll get ready and meet you out the front of the building” you breath coming out unevenly as scenarios flooded into your mind about what he could be proposing. Hongjoong had seemed so angry at the idea so something must have changed his mind for him to agree to pick you up on the way home. Stripping out of your pajamas you packed a clean pair into your bag and picked out a white set of mesh lingerie to wear underneath your track pants and t-shirt. 

You got downstairs just in time to watch the dark van pull over and the door slide open to reveal Hongjoong looking every part the captain of the demon line and your smirking boyfriend who quickly tugged you into the car and into the seat beside him kissing you desperately, his tongue swirling with yours in a battle for dominance.

“You are alright with this?” Hongjoong smiled slyly watching you with Wooyoung “You can say no at any time and it will be like it never happened”.

“Joongie I want this” You smirked, meeting his eyes and watching them darken in the low light of the car, the more interest he showed the more confidence you felt.

“Good, I won’t go easy on you” his voice seductive and low, his words sending sparks of heat bloom in your core, your arousal already making your underwear damp, Wooyoung soon reclaimed your mouth, his hands squeezing everywhere he could reach.

Entering the apartment you were passed between the boys Hongjoong easily taking control and pressing you against the wall by your throat his lips meeting yours only moments before his tongue invaded your mouth, whimpering you allowed him to do whatever he pleased with you as you vaguely heard Wooyoung grunt throatily as he watched you. Hongjoong’s knee pressed firmly against your crotch making you buck and squirm against his hard thigh for some friction.

“My room” Hongjoong ordered quietly, making you tremble in his grasp. Wooyoung grabbed your wrist just about dragging you down the hallway to the oldest room while Hongjoong followed his hands never leaving your body. 

“Have you ever had a safeword?” Hongjoong’s silky voice washed over you as you entered his room, his hands moving to massage your hips keeping you grounded in the moment.

“No, never” you breathed softly, your voice slightly uneven at idea.

“If you want me to stop, say red and if you are fine with what I’m doing, say green” He smiled pressing his lips to the shell of your ear while you nodded eagerly. Wooyoung was already palming himself through his jeans as he watched the older man turn you around and kiss you again this time winding his hand into your hair and tugging it hard enough to tilt your head back so he could continue his ministrations down your neck. Whimpering quietly you could feel the graze of his blunt fingernails against your scalp every time you moved.

“Be a good girl baby and let hyung play” Wooyoung cooed, his eyes already glazed with lust.

“Yes, be a good girl for me” Hongjoong teased, repeating your boyfriend’s instructions as his hand wandered down to find the bare skin of your waist. “Strip”. Following his instructions you shimmied out of your pants and pulled your hoodie over your head leaving you in just the lingerie you had picked out only half an hour before

“Such a beautiful little thing you are” Hongjoong murmured against the skin of your throat making you shiver “You will look so fucking good tied up”.

“Please Joonie” you whimpered, eyes wide as Wooyoung groaned softly from Hongjoong’s chair, his hooded eyes darkening by the second.

“Not yet” he smirked, hands moving to cup your breasts, his thumbs brushing your nipples in slow circles making you sigh softly “first your slutty desperate boyfriend is going to eat your pussy until you can't take it anymore”. Pulling away from you he moved to haul Wooyoung to his feet roughly shoving him in your direction busying himself by going to the wardrobe to pull out a large black box and putting on the bed beside you. Several different cords emerged from it along with vibrators, a riding crop, a blindfold and cuffs Hongjoong’s fingers tracing over each one as he considered his plans for you.

“Don’t just stand there” Hongjoong chuckled darkly looking at Wooyoung’s flushed face “take care of your girl”.

You stepped towards your boyfriend capturing his lips in a soft kiss which he easily deepened his tongue pushing between your lips to move with yours. Pulling you against him he stiffly began moving, his hands trailing down your sides and eventually grasping your hips to push you back towards the bed.

“You are so fucking into watching us use your precious lover but cant deal with one of us watching you?” Hongjoong’s cruel laugh cut through the silence of the room. Wooyoung stopped kissing you, his eyes narrowing in annoyance momentarily before picking you up and sitting on the bed forcing you to straddle his legs.

“If you want a show hyung you can have one” he smiled challengingly, easily unclipping your bra and throwing it towards Hongjoong’s feet. Wooyoung ran his hands over your skin one hand gripping the curve of your arse and the other holding your waist dipping his head to take a nipple into his mouth sucking and biting it gently before switching sides teasing you until you were breathily whimpering clutching his hair in your fingers. His hands encouraged you to grid on his length the rough fabric of your jeans pushing your lacy underwear to graze against your folds creating just enough friction to get you desperately whining.

“Such a needy little one” Hongjoong cooed.

“Lay back baby, let me taste how sweet you are” Wooyoung groaned, his confidence coming back from how easily you responded to him scrambling onto the sheets and slipping your underwear down your legs. Wooyoung grinned as you slowly spread your legs for him letting you take hold of your ankles and tug you down the bed to where he wanted you before over dramatically lick a long slow stripe through your drenched folds your head fell back against the mattress your breathy sounds making Wooyoung groan into your slick flesh.

“I think we should start small” Hongjoong hummed his eyes meeting yours letting you whine under Wooyoung's talented tongue Hongjoong slowly began wrapping the soft thin cord around one of your wrists making sure that it wasn't too tight or likely to slip if you pulled on it he then passed the length of it through one of the many spaces in his bed head and laid the rest of it beside you. Your brain could only half focus as your boyfriend pushed a third finger into you, the lewd squelch of your slick folds filling the room.

"How can you look so fucked out when we haven't even started yet?" Hongjoong leaned down his breath ghosting across your ear "I can't wait to see you after I've actually fucked you".

"Fuck" you whimpered your walls tightening around Wooyoung's digits as even more of your wetness leaked out of your stretched hole. Wooyoung instantly stopped lapping at your clit and stilled his fingers watching you carefully.

"She's so close, hyung want me to stop?" he asked, your essence smeared all over his lips and chin. Hongjoong nodded, gesturing for your boyfriend to stand and help him move you to the middle of the bed before he started tying the cord around your other wrist and then looping it around your other wrist so they were locked together above your head.

"Now remember green means I can continue and red means I stop, alright?" Hongjoong purred in your ear before claiming your lips, his teeth biting into your lip much harder this time making you squeak in surprise. "I want you to roll over now and show me your pretty little arse". You did as you were told able to pull your elbows under yourself to prop yourself up nerves and excitement both thundering through your body waiting for Hongjoong to act you felt the bed shift as he traced his fingers teasingly up your thigh until he met your hip before dipping between your folds to push just the tips of two of his fingers inside you making you arch your arse even further into the air as his thumb teased you sticky slit.

"Aw look at you my slutty little baby already so eager for hyung to fuck you" Wooyoung breathed heavily his pants already off leaning him in just his boxers his cock straining against the fabric.

"Want him so much Woo" you whimpered, pushing yourself back against his fingers to try to get them to slide further into you.

"Tsk don't misbehave or I'll have to punish you" Hongjoong warned the smirk on his face clear as day in his voice. You could help the tremble that ran across your skin making Hongjoong hum, slowly removing his fingers again his hand rubbed a few light circles on your left cheek before a loud smacking it down hard on your soft skin making it jiggle under his palm. You inhaled sharply your eyes wide as he repeated it, his hand stinging more the second time before he soothed it again. "Color?"

"Green" you gasped softly feeling another wave of arousal drip out of you unsure how much more turned on you could get without crying and neither of them had even fucked you yet.

"So hot" Wooyoung mumbled as Hongjoong slapped your pink stained skin again, a satisfied grumble leaving his throat as you moaned loudly.

"Such a good little thing" Hongjoong praised his hand massaging the now red skin "Wooyoung, invite Jongho in don't want him missing out on seeing what he can hear".

"Really, fuck, yeah sure" Wooyoung seemed to choke on his tongue as his eyes widened rushing out of the room to bang on Jongho's door urgently, you couldn't hear what was said or whether Jongho was even in there your ears too tuned in to the sound of a lid clicking open and cold liquid hitting your puckered arsehole.

"I'm going to fuck this juicy little pussy until you scream then I'm going to fuck your arse until you can't remember anything but my cock" Hongjoong whispered linging his tip up with your entrance and pushing in slowly. Your jaw dropped in a silent moan as he filled you every vein on his dick rubbing perfectly against your velvet walls.

"Holy shit" Jongho groaned stopping just inside the doorway of the bedroom his face flushing instantly as he watched his captain slowly fucking into you you hands tied below you.

"Move" Wooyoung grunted pushing past Jongho to return the desk chair he was watching you from "Grab a chair or get out already".

"Focus on me only on how good I'm fucking you" Hongjoong demanded his voice low as his index finger started circling the tight ring of muscle pushing and probing gently as he worked you open slowly his hips snapping hard against you as he thrust his length as far deep as you could take him.

"Yes, yes only you Joongie" you sighed the pleasure in your core slowly building as he continued to hit your g spot with each movement.

"You're really going to let hyung take her like that?" Jongho moaned, his sweats pulled down his hand already pumping his cock. Wooyoung just grunted the sound almost guttural as he pulled his cock back out of his boxers. You couldn't help the whine that left your lips the sound so needy and pathetic that once again your boyfriend groaned the sound broken in his throat by the speed of his hand.

Pushing a second finger into you Hongjoong carefully scissored his fingers to help with the stretch you were still relaxed since his cock was continuing to brush against your favorite spot that made you see fireworks but when he pushed the third finger in you tensed making him snap his hips faster forcing his tip to kiss your cervix with each movement which in turn made your head spin. Your pleasure from your core spreading and burning in your veins until your walls began tightening around him.

"Be a good girl and cum on my dick" Hongjoong ordered his voice firm, his cock continuing to pump into you deeply "Now". You almost screamed as your walls pulsed around him, your back going rigid and your legs shaking so hard you thought you were going to fall but Hongjoong kept you in place thrusting shallowly into you to prolong your high. "Such a good girl for this first part".

Pulling his fingers and his still hard cock from you Hongjoong let you collapse onto the bed breathing hard as he urged you to roll onto your side leaving you facing your boyfriend and Jongho. Hongjoong gently lifted your leg leaving your glistening and swollen pussy on full display before he filled your still quivering cunt with a vibrator which made you arch your back and cry out incoherently overstimulation making your walls pulse around the toy. Not letting you adjust he slowly pushed himself into your tight ring, the stretch from his thickness and feeling of overwhelming fullness bringing tears to your waterline.

“Color?” Hongjoong breathed hesitating before sinking himself completely inside you.

“Fuck. HongJoong. Green” you slurred feeling lightheaded as your overstimulation began to once again turn into the slow burning of pleasure.

“So fucking tight” Hongjoong cursed sinking himself in completely before pulling almost all the way out and snapping his hips back into you. Your high pitched keen filled the room as your whole body jostled with every thrust of his hips. You could hear Jongho’s heavy breathing followed by the short broken whines that your boyfriend always made as he got closer to his release. 

“Jongho get over here” Hongjoong hoarsely demanded pointing to the spot in front of you “Stick your cock in her mouth to keep her quiet”. Jongho froze, turning his gaze to Wooyoung who had tipped his head back with pleasure and didn’t even seem to register his hyung’s voice then to you. You opened your mouth letting your tongue loll out giving him all the permission he needed to kneel in front of you on the bed and begin rubbing his heavy member on your tongue slowly fucking into your throat while you gasped.

“I’m gonna… Shit” Wooyoung yelped urgently, his voice trembling as he tried to control himself. 

“Better get over here to paint your pretty girlfriend” Hongjoong rasped his hips snapped harder chasing his own need as you began almost vibrating around him your muscles taught as your own orgasm neared between Hongjoong and the vibrator in your cunt you could stop the tight coil from snapping suddenly a long muffled moan erupting from your throat around Jongho’s cock making a broken mewl fall from his lips as thick ropes of cum shot into your throat gagging you swallowed everything you could as your vision went white you eyes rolling back. Hongjoong deep depraved hiss all you could focus on as his hips stuttered and you felt his hot seed fill you and your boyfriends splatter your breasts.

“Fuck” Jongho panted swallowing hard “That was unexpected”.

“That was intense” Wooyoung sighed, his breath coming out in deep gasps “Fuck I love you baby”.

“You did so wonderful for me” Hongjoong whispered to you slowly removing the vibrator and himself from your fucked out body. You blinked at him slowly, too shattered to speak, the corners of your lips turning up. “Let me get you something to clean you up with and take care of you huh?”.

a/n: Thank you for reading lovelies I adore you all and I am so grateful for your likes, reblogs, comments and support you are amazing and I love you endlessly xx

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[yuyuzlilbunny]

Freshly Done

inspired by friends being horny and this picture

paring: wooyoung x y/n(fem)

warnings: switch wooyoung, bratty wooyoung, switch y/n, pet names (baby, sweetheart, mommy, good boy, good girl), breeding kink, use of saliva as lube, hair pulling, mention of overstimulation, dick sucking, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it)

word count: 1295

wooyoung and the other members were all on vacation right now, and you and wooyoung are currently spending some time together at the dorms. the two of you have been just relaxing around the dorm, making food together, watching movies, and now you’re on the floor painting his nails. wooyoung had opted for a simple black polish that would go with all his dark clothes. you just finished painting his left hand and were ready to move over to his right hand. before moving over to his other hand you stretch a bit to help with your sore back from being bent over for so long.

you look back at wooyoung to see him admiring his newly painted nails. “you like them wooyo?”

he looks up at you and smiles, “of course i do baby, i love when you do my nails.”

“i’m glad you like them now, give me your other hand so i can finish up.” wooyoung gives you his other hand so you can finish painting his nails for him. you finish doing his pinky in no time, but by the time you get over to his ring finger he starts to squirm a bit. “woo, baby, please try not to move too much; we don’t wanna mess your nails up.”

“sorry,” he mumbles under his breath as you continue to paint his nails.

after ten more minutes, you finish painting wooyoung’s nails. “how are they?” you ask.

he looks down at his nails to inspect your work. “they look perfect baby but-”

“oh no, what’s wrong? do i need to redo them?” you ask, worried that you messed up.

his face immediately starts to get red. “i, uhh—nothing’s wrong with them.” he turns his face to the side due to embarrassment. “i'm just, uhm, kinda horny at the moment.”

you grab his face, making him look at you. “jung wooyoung, i thought i messed up your nails. how dare you scare me like that!”

the blush on his face darkens “ ‘m sorry baby, didn’t mean to scare you like that and didn’t mean to get horny either. your tits just looked so nice while you were bent over doing my nails.”

“well you can’t exactly fuck me right now; your nails still need to dry,” you tell him.

you hear a desperate whimper come from him. “can you ride me please, baby. i promise i won’t touch, so i don’t mess them up.”

you move your hands down to his shorts. “hips up baby,” you instructed. he lifts his hips up, and you pull down his shorts and underwear, releasing his hard aching cock. “there you go, look at you so ready to fill mommy up.”

“fuck yess mommy, please, i need to fill you up.” he whines, all pathetic and desperate. you move your hand up to his dick, giving it a few strokes before you move your head down, opening your mouth, letting saliva drip down to use as lubricant. wooyoung moans and bucks his hips up into your hand. “ohhh fuck shit baby that’s so fucking hot god dammit.”

you look up, making eye contact with him as you slowly start to take his cock into your mouth. wooyoung ruts into your mouth. “please sweetheart, more,” he begs. you keep slowly sucking on his dick. “fuck mommy please, more, i need more, mommy!” he desperately whines.

happy with his pleas, you deep throat the rest of him in one go. “oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck.” he chants. you can see him moving his hands by his side, trying his best to resist grabbing at your hair. “fuck i need to touch please let me touch.”

you pull yourself off his cock. “i think we need to change things up. we can’t have you trying to ruin your nails when i only just finished them.” you stand up and remove your shorts and underwear.

“need my fingers in your pussy please, y/n.”

you look down at him with faux concern. “oh baby, we can't. remember your nails still need to dry or are you to horny to remember?” he whines in response. “aw don’t worry, baby, you can put your dick in me,” you cooed at him.

“please mommy, wanna be in you,” he whines.

you sit down on his lap, the tip of his cock at the entrance of your throbbing cunt. “be a good boy for me and i’ll let you cum in me.”

“i’ll be so good, mommy. i promise, i’ll be the bestest boy,” wooyoung replies.

you coo at him, “i sure hope you are.” and you sink down onto his dick, filling you to the brim. “fuck wooyo, you fill mommy up so well.” you slowly start grinding down on him. wooyoung’s whiny moans egging you on making you grind down on him even more, making you moan as well.

all the sudden you feel a pair of hands on your chest. “woo, baby, what did i say about touching?” you remind him.

the hands on your chest grab at you harsher. “i don’t give a fuck if they get messed up right now.” he growls, and the next thing you feel is his hands grabbing at your waist as he’s starts fucking up into you.

“oh fuck, woo your nails!”

“really? i’m fucking your tight little cunt and all you can think about is my nails right now.” he says, moving one of his hands to your hair.

“they are going to g-ahhh woo!” you moaned due to wooyoung pulling your hair, making your back arch and his dick reach even deeper.

“what’s that? i couldn’t hear you sweetheart.” he says in a mocking tone.

“i said you’re going t-ohh fuckkkk.” wooyoung thrust into you making you moan, cutting your sentence short again, not allowing you to reprimand him for ruining his nails.

“thats it, sweetheart. god you’re so fucking tight, it’s like you’re trying to get me to fill you up with my cum.” he groans.

you let out a pathetic moan, “fuck woo, please do.”

“please what sweetheart?” he asks, thrusting into you with even more force and definitely bruising your hips at this point with the grip he has on you.

“oh god fuck, fill me up, please, woo!” you don’t even have to look at him to tell he has a cocky little smirk on his face.

“ohh but sweetheart i already am filling you up, or is my cock not enough for you?”

“ohh fuck, woo, you know what i mean.”

“i don’t think i do, sweetheart. what could you possibly want me to fill you up with?” he asks.

“fill me up with your cum, wooyoung. please, need you to breed me.”

wooyoung growls in response. “gladly sweetheart.” he starts thrusting up into at an ungodly pace hitting all the right spots, making you moan nonstop.

“ohhh fuck ahhh woo i’m gonna—ahhh,” you moan out.

“go on sweetheart, cum on my cock,” he says, thrusting up into your tight cunt, making you cum. “that’s it sweetheart, such a good girl, cumming on my dick.” he continues thrusting up into you, overstimulating you.

“fuck, too much—ahhh, woo, please.”

“god fuck baby. you’re so god damn tight.” he groans. “gonna fuck you full of my cum, sweetheart. gonna fill you up so fucking good, ahh.” he moans cumming into your abused cunt, filling you to the brim.

the two of you take a minute to catch your breath and you immediately check his nails. “woo, you messed them up!” you whine.

“it’s fine baby, it fits my aesthetic.” you pout at his response, but he chuckles and ruffles your hair a bit. “i promise i won’t mess them up next time, baby. now let’s get cleaned up.”

[pocketjoong]

❥𓂃𓏧BIRTHDAY SURPRISE

ꕥ𓂃𓏧 (SYNOPSIS): Wooyung decides to surprise you on your birthday...twice!

ꕥ𓂃𓏧 (PAIRING): Idol!Wooyoung x gn!reader

ꕥ𓂃𓏧 (GENRE AND AU/TROPE): fluff. established relationship. a sprinkle of angst. sfw.

ꕥ𓂃𓏧 (WARNINGS): just lots and lots of fluff. wooyoung is whipped for you.

ꕥ𓂃𓏧 (WORD COUNT): 1.4k

ꕥ𓂃𓏧 (A/N): HAPPY BIRTHDAY TWINNIE @nebulousbrainsoup!! I hope you have the most amazing day ahead!! <3 I'm honeslty super super thankful to have met you, and it honestly makes me go 👁👄👁 when I look back at how far we've come in the last year (from being moots to being friends and you becoming a super important person to me). I love you so much and I hope you enjoy reading this lil wooyo floof!!

“Hi, love,” Wooyoung’s voice greets you warmly as the video call connects. In the background, the bustling activity of the other ATEEZ members winding down after their schedules in Japan is evident.

“Hi, Woo!” you reply, mustering a sleepy smile. You’d been woken by the vibrating of your phone and were about to turn it off when you realised who was calling you.

Upon hearing your voice, the ATEEZ members divert their attention to Wooyoung’s phone, their faces breaking into wide smiles upon recognizing who he was talking to.

“Look who’s here!” San exclaims excitedly, leaping over a couch to join Wooyoung. “Happy birthday!”

His cheerful words are echoed by the rest of the members, prompting Wooyoung to playfully complain about being beaten to the punch in wishing you.

“You should’ve wished them at midnight like I did,” Yeosang teases his friend, while Seonghwa smoothly intercepts the phone from him. “Happy birthday! Did this troublemaker wake you up? It’s probably super early where you are.” He frowns, trying to mentally calculate what time it is for you. “You’re like… more than half a day behind us, aren’t you?”

You grin at Seonghwa’s remark. “It’s all good; I needed to be up early anyway.”

“Why’s that? Isn’t it the weekend?” Yunho interjects, leaning in next to Seonghwa so that his face is visible to you.

“Your exams are done, so you can sleep in today! It’s your birthday after all,” Mingi adds, appearing on Seonghwa’s other side.

“I’m going out with friends for the day,” you explain.

“GIMME MY PHONE!!!” Wooyoung’s voice echoes through the screen, causing the other boys to flinch at the volume; you can also hear Hongjoong admonishing him to lower his voice. After a flurry of movement, Wooyoung reappears on the screen, having left the room. “Sorry about that. So, what else are you gonna do today?”

“I’m not sure honestly, my friends have a lot planned today, so I’m probably going to be with them for the rest of the day.”

“I wish I were there,” he sighs wistfully. Finding a table to perch on, Wooyoung hops onto it, yelping when it wobbles. You shake your head at his antics, cautioning him to be careful.

“I’m sorry I can’t be there for your birthday, love,” Wooyoung’s voice carries a hint of melancholy.

“It’s okay, honestly. I wasn’t there for your birthday either. Even though I tried to get a couple of days off from uni to go see you in Seoul,” you reply, offering him a reassuring smile. “When you come back here in a few weeks, we can go out and celebrate both our birthdays. Or stay in to do that. I wouldn’t mind either.”

“Let’s do that.”

Just then, the doorbell rings, and you frown in confusion; you aren’t been expecting anyone this early. Your friends had told you to be ready by 10, which is almost 4 hours away. Making small talk with Wooyoung, you head to the door to see who’s at the door.

“There’s a delivery for you,” the man at the door announces, presenting you with a beautiful bouquet of red geraniums, pink ranunculus, and white gardenias. Along with it, he hands you a small box from your favorite bakery.

Taking the gifts inside, you eagerly look through the bouquet for a card, your eyes lighting up with joy when you find one. Lost in the moment, you momentarily forget about Wooyoung, unaware of the silence that had fallen over the call.

My dearest,

Happy Birthday! Words fail to express just how thankful I am for your existence. I’m sorry that I can’t celebrate your day with you in person today, but I hope this small gesture can bring you even a fraction of the joy you bring into my life.

With this bouquet, I wanted to convey the depths of my love and admiration for you. Each day, I am profoundly grateful that fate brought us together, even if it began with the clumsy spill of coffee on your favorite white hoodie (my sincerest apologies for that).  I wouldn’t change it for the world because it gave me the greatest gift of my life: you.

Please enjoy your day to the fullest and celebrate yourself! I hope you can feel the love I’m sending from across the ocean.

Yours, always,

Wooyoung

P.S. I’ve also included assorted cupcakes from your beloved bakery!

Unbeknownst to you, tears well up in your eyes and a single droplet cascades down your cheek, landing softly on the card. Startled, you brushed the tear away, your gaze shifting to Wooyoung’s face on your phone screen.

“I love you,” you manage to say, too choked up to say anything else.

A warm smile spreads across Wooyoung’s face. “I love you too, tears and all.”

“You’re so unserious,” you teased, mustering a laugh despite the tears. “But thank you for this. It truly made my day.”

“Now, what are you waiting for?” Wooyoung’s playful tone fills the air once more. “Light a candle on that cupcake so I can serenade you with the best performance of ‘Happy Birthday’ that you’ve ever heard.”

A sudden clatter startles you awake, pulling you from the depths of slumber. Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you wonder about the source of the noise, your mind still foggy with sleep. A muttered curse sends a jolt of apprehension through you – you are supposed to be alone. Quietly, you slip out of bed, reaching for your pepper spray and phone, prepared for the worst.

To your surprise, the intruder in the kitchen isn’t a stranger. Instead, you find a familiar black-haired figure rummaging through the refrigerator.

“Wooyoung?” you call out, lowering your defenses as you recognized the figure.

Caught off guard by your presence, Wooyoung jumps at the sound of your voice, accidentally bumping his head in the process.

“Ouch, love, why did you have to scare me like that?” Wooyoung pouts, massaging the back of his head as he turns to face you. His expression shifts from playful to apprehensive as he registers your presence.

“Well?” you prod, curious about his unexpected appearance in your kitchen considering he’s supposed to be in Japan and not in your kitchen. “What are you doing?”

“I was attempting to whip up some pancakes, but I seem to have botched it,” he confesses sheepishly, presenting the thin batter that fails to resemble pancake mix. “I may have gone overboard with the milk, and it appears we’re fresh out of pancake mix…”

“I do have more in the pantry, actually,” you chuckle at his bashful smile, handing him the unopened box. “What brings you here, though? Weren’t you supposed to return to Seoul later tomorrow?”

“I might have sweet-talked manager-nim into letting me come to see you earlier,” he confesses, pouring a cup of mix into the bowl and muttering a small ‘yay’ as it reaches the perfect consistency. “I couldn’t make it in time for your birthday, though. I had to take a connecting flight from LA, and then the drive was kinda long...”

“I’m not complaining. Now that you’re here, I’m not planning on letting you go,” you tease, wrapping your arms around his waist and burying your face into the warmth of his neck from behind.

“That doesn’t sound too bad, honestly,” he says with a smile, turning around in your embrace and gently rubbing his nose against your cheek before placing a tender kiss there. Unable to resist any longer, he leans in and plants a playful kiss on your lips. You can’t help but giggle as Wooyoung lifts you onto the counter, his hand tracing over your thighs.

“I missed you so much,” he murmurs against your lips, playfully nipping at them. Then, with a teasing flick of his tongue over your bottom lip, he pulls away and gestures toward the dining table. “Go sit down, or I’ll never finish breakfast.”

“Hey, it’s not my fault you can’t resist me,” you tease, playfully dodging when he attempts to catch you.

“The pancake is burning, you goof. Go rescue it,” you point toward the kitchen, hoping he’d heed your words.

Wooyoung shoots you a playful glare, torn between saving the pancake and indulging in a tickle fight. Duty wins over mischief, and you breathe a sigh of relief as he hurries off.

“I hope you know that I’m not letting this go so easily,” he calls back with a mischievous grin.

[bombuni]

first off I love your writing sm!! secondly, I've been thinking of this wooyoung and this picture from the acolyte and just cannot stop merging the two into one in my head, thinking about what master manipulator wooyo (qimir) would be like

contains: manipulative wooyoung (for the plot guys), dark side ? wooyoung, nothing bad but i fear potentially triggering for some ppl, pls be safe babies :)

bom note: i know next to nothing about sw or this show save for my poe phase in 2017 so pls excuse if this is inaccurate. i tried to do some research (watching manny jacinto edits on tiktok) but pls lmk if u want me to rewrite hehe!! i kinda rolled w this evil woo idea!!

You’re scolding yourself again.

As you watch him rise out of the clear, crisp water with droplets rolling off of his succulent skin, the voice in your head telling you to run quiets down. It all but turns silent when he smiles at you, canines on display. Your heart picks up speed because you’re reminded that he’s a predator through and through.

“You came,”

He acts surprised, but he knows you’d follow him anywhere. It took all but a glance to get you to fall for him the first time. Now, all he has to do is whisper your name and he’s sure you’ll come running.

You don’t say anything. Wooyoung’s lips twitch, “Thought you’d be happy to see me.”

“I’m not.” You spit these words out with a practiced venom, Wooyoung smiling at the betrayal in your voice. He can see through your lies from a mile away, trained until he could spot every little tic your sweet face gives.

He lets out a sharp, mocking laugh. Your body is confused on whether it’s infuriated or totally enraptured.

Wooyoung steps closer, but you take a step backwards. He looks you up and down, “Why not?”

You shake your head and back away even further, “Stop contacting me. It’s unseemly.”

He keeps stepping towards you, droplets of water rolling down his toned stomach, “You said that last time.”

Your back hits the rocky wall. You realize now how stupid it was to follow him out here to such a remote location. He’s probably done toying with you now, tired of the games you play and the chase you give. Your lungs try desperately to catch air now, with Wooyoung’s menacing stare and vicious smile all directed towards you.

He feels it. The quickening of your heartbeat and the pulse of your body. He walks to you again, pulling on the abandoned wool shirt he’d thrown haphazardly towards a rock earlier.

His hands land on either side of your head. He’s caging you in, “This’d be a lot easier if you just did what I asked,”

You can’t hear yourself think over the sound of the waves crashing. Or maybe it’s just Wooyoung who has that effect on you. He’s cold where his torso touches your revealed skin, eyes boring into yours as every second passes. You start to think he’s even stealing your air with his attempts to be as close to you as possible.

You start to feel claustrophobic, “What do you want from me, Wooyoung?”

The smile he gives you makes you sick with butterflies, pulling you in until you’re an inch away from his lips, “I just want you.”

His lips are still wet from the ocean. It’s salty and breathtaking. He’s breathtaking, like a jump from the highest cliff. He takes you over with just his mouth, exploring the inside of you with his tongue. You can feel his hands on your hips, possessively pulling you in as if you’re already his. The voice in your head is back now, shouting and pleading for you to ignore this giant ball of desire that’s imploding inside of you.

Wooyoung’s quiet whine into your mouth shuts that voice down again. He squeezes your hips, smirking into you as your entire body melts and dissolves into the entirety of him. You don’t even realize he’s won.

[mint-yooxgi]

Permanent - Wooyoung X Reader

Tattoo Artist!Au - Part of the CODN Spring Event - The Language of Flowers

Genre: Fluff, Non-idol!AU

Pairing: Wooyoung X GN!Reader

Words: 1,408

Rating: E for Everyone :)

Warnings: Mention of needles, tattoos, unconventional proposals.

A/n: Something short and sweet! I just thought the idea of Wooyo as a tattoo artist was really nice to think about lol As always feedback is greatly appreciated! Enjoy!~

Summary: Expect the unexpected, especially when it comes to your boyfriend.

Bluebell - Grateful

Lavender - Faithful

Lily of the Valley - Sweet

The soft buzzing of the needle fills the air, your hand tightening lightly over the tattoo gun. Wooyoung’s skin is soft and pliant beneath your touch, a soft sigh exhaled through his nose as the needle touches the side of his ribs.

“You okay?” You hum, sparing a glance upwards to his face.

He smiles back, his one arm tucked neatly beneath his head as he watches you. “Never better.”

“This was your idea, you know.” You reply, wiping over the artwork blooming over his skin. A matching print which already rests over the side of your own ribs, curtesy of the man currently laying on the chair before you.

“Do you regret it?” He tilts his head slightly, blinking at you curiously.

You take a moment to finish outlining the final bud before lifting your gaze to his. Nothing but sincerity can be found within your eyes as you smile softly at your boyfriend. “I could never regret you.”

His lips pull upwards bashfully, a giddy giggle escaping his lips.

“I love you,” He coos, reaching out with his free hand to brush his fingertips over the side of your cheek.

You turn your head, pretending to nip at his fingers.

“I love you, too,” you chuckle as he whines, watching as he pulls his hand away from your face. “Now, stop distracting me. I don’t want to mess this up.”

All you receive in response is a hum, another comfortable silence falling around the both of you. You work meticulously on the design, making sure the colours are blended thoroughly into his skin. It has to be perfect, especially if you want it to match your own.

“I still can’t believe you agreed to this.” Wooyoung’s voice is soft, his gaze shining in adoration at he watches you work over his body.

“I’m surprised you didn’t suggest it sooner.” The corner of your lips twitch upwards, wiping the excess ink from his skin once more.

Despite being a tattoo artist, Wooyoung isn’t covered in tattoos. It takes a lot for him to decide to permanently ink his skin; it has to be of great importance to him, and he needs to know that he wants it. He already has a few, sure, but each holds a very specific meaning to him. Just like you.

The moment he suggested the both of you give each other matching tattoos, you went wild. Thoughts of what you could give him, and of what he could give you swirled within your mind until finally, you settled on something meaningful for the both of you. It’s his design that rests on your skin, and your design that rests on his own, drawn in each of your own art styles to make it all the more special. Two of the same, but still unique in their own ways.

The design itself is simple: three individual sprigs of flowers which symbolize you, him, and your relationship. 

On one stem, bluebells reside, handpicked by you to represent what he means to you. You’ve always been grateful to have him in your life, and now you can always show him without having to tell him. 

The centre stem is a sprig of lavender, meant to symbolize the both of you in the relationship. It took some discussion between you both, but neither of you are anything less than faithful to the other, and this flower represents that. It will always represent that.

Finally, you get to the final flower that was personally picked by him to represent you. The lily of the valley is bright upon his skin, and you notice him smiling down at you as you stare at it a bit longer than the others. You can still recall the very words he said to you when he showed you the flower he had chosen.

Because you are the sweetest thing that has ever come into my life, and stayed.

Thinking back on it now, your heart warms.

Tying the three stems together with a neat little bow is a thin red string. You’re still unsure who came up with that idea, whether it was him or you, but you know as soon as it was suggested, it was a given. There is nothing you wouldn’t do to guarantee keeping him in your life, just as there is nothing he wouldn’t do to keep you. You both work well together, and have grown significantly since meeting all those long months ago in the spring.

How fitting to have such delicate flowers be the symbol of your love.

With another swipe over his skin, you pull the needle away. A flick, and the buzzing stops, taking a moment to admire your work. Though, in reality, you’re simply admiring him.

“Done?” He asks eagerly, attempting to look down at the design on the side of his ribs.

You hum, lips tugging upwards in a satisfied smile. “Done.”

Wooyoung grins, sitting up eagerly in his spot only to hop off of the chair and waddle excitedly over to the full length mirror you have resting at the side of your shop. His eyes flit over his side, admiring the new tattoo as he shifts back and forth lightly on his feet.

He lifts his gaze to yours in the mirror. “It’s beautiful.”

Gently, you place your tattoo gun to the side, reaching to grab the materials you’ll need to wrap it properly before you can truly say you’re finished for the evening.

“You’re beautiful, Wooyoung,” you respond casually, your expression soft as you watch him continue to admire the new tattoo.

He turns to you, a serious expression suddenly painted on his features. “Marry me.”

The words are so unexpected, you nearly drop the bottle in your hand.

You look up, blinking at him in shock. “What?”

Wooyoung begins to walk back over to you, each step firm and determined.

“Marry me.” His gaze is just as intense as the first time he says those words, coming over to kneel before you. Gently, he takes your hands into his own, holding them softly as he stares into your eyes. “You’re the only one for me, and I love you. I only ever want you. So, marry me.”

Your breath catches lightly in your throat, blinking down at him a few times as you study his features. You can see how his eyes shine with nothing but love and adoration for you, his throat working slightly as he waits with bated breath for your response.

Your lips part. “Okay.”

Now, it’s his turn to blink in shock at you. That is, until a brilliant smile is lighting up his features. “Really?”

“Really.” A low chuckle escape you, and you lean forward to place a tender kiss to the tip of his nose. “Now, get back up here so I can wrap you properly.”

A devious grin tugs at his lips as he stands back to his feet, moving to sit back on the chair. His eyebrows wiggle suggestively, hands gripping the sides of the seat as he leans towards you.

“Want to get a head start on practising our vows?”

You smack his arm lightly. “Wooyoung!”

“What?” He chuckles, his eyes crinkling at the sides as he positively beams. “I’m just enjoying the perks of marriage early!”

You shake your head, beginning to treat the freshly inked tattoo on his side.

A loud gasp escapes him, causing you to nearly stumble out of your stool.

“Does this mean I finally get to call you wifey?”

You can practically see him trembling in excitement as you huff out a breath in amusement. “You already call me that.”

“Yeah, but context!” He beams, wiggling his eyebrows once more. “Oh! I wonder if Hwa will be your maid of honour.”

“Why don’t you ask him?” You snicker, knowing damn well Wooyoung is going to be smacked for so much as inquiring such a thing.

“And then we have to decide on a cake, and flowers-“ His excited ramblings fill the space, only causing a loving smile to pull at your features. 

Once you’re done wrapping his tattoo, you look up at him, heart swelling with warmth at how excited he seems to be. Your eyes settle on the side of his ribs. You have a feeling you know exactly which flowers are going to be used, and if you’re being honest with yourself…

You wouldn’t want it any other way.

[hwasdvlly]

Joy | j.wooyoung

ꨄ summary: as a child at heart, he takes his family to a magical place.

ꨄ pairing: wooyoung x fem!reader

ꨄ genres: romance, family, and fluff

ꨄ word count: 0.8k words

ꨄ warnings/tags: none. established relationship. idol!wooyoung, non-idol!reader, married couple, wooyoung is the cutest father

ꨄ a/n: yay!! i finally got the chance to write again! wooyo made me soft in this one

“Hello, Atiny!”

A bubbly voice from a handsome, cute, sweet, talented, and hot man waves at the phone. 

Wooyoung begins to talk about today’s adventure. “I am in the hotel bathroom because I just got done showering and ready to head out with my little family. I would’ve made the members come along, but they denied it because they wanted me to have a good time. Ever since we’ve been touring, I haven’t seen my family for a while. To my surprise and happiness, the love of my life and the babies came out here to see me.” 

He sighs softly because he still can’t believe his wife is doing it for him and the kids. Wooyoung continues, “I am truly blessed to have amazing people in my life. So, to make it up to them, I bought Disneyland tickets. Woohoo!” He does a tiny fist bump in the air. “And yes, Atiny. Your Wooyo is taking you there.” He nods his head earnestly with a wide smile.

The video transitions from wet-haired Wooyoung in pajamas to a much dapper Wooyoung. He is dressed in a yellow button-up, ripped denim jeans, and tennis shoes. The man goes for something casual because he wants to feel and look comfortable. He reveals himself through a full mirror in the hotel room. 

“I don’t usually wear bright colors, but I figured it was appropriate for a place with excitement,” Wooyoung stated. He gingerly brushes his long bangs that frame his face. “I am keeping this a little longer. I think it’s my favorite out of all hairstyles.” Not only he, but his wife agrees. You like how super soft his hair is. 

He then hears high yet adorable singing voices. Wooyoung turns his attention to the noise. A grin etched on his rosy lips. He sees you putting on matching outfits for the kids. 

The Jung Twins are the prince and princess of ATEEZ. 

Wooyoung moves his attention back to the phone. He still has that smile. “Y/N has Woobin and Wonhee dressed as Mickey and Minnie Mouse.” The father couldn’t stop looking at his angels. He predicts the uncles will die of cuteness once he takes millions of pictures. Woobin and Wonhee have their father’s gorgeous eyes and inherit his playful behavior. As much as the members find it cute, they believe it’s uncanny. 

Little Wooyoungs can cause more chaos. However, the guys love them to death. 

“Is everyone done?” Wooyoung asked his family.

“Yes, appa!” The little ones answered in unison. 

“We are ready!” You joined your kids.

He shifts his gaze from his gaze to his beautiful wife. You are matching his yellow top but with a pretty sundress. Wooyoung is oblivious about being mesmerized by you that he forgets he is still recording. Soon enough, he clears his throat and yells out. “Let’s go!” 

The munchkins trailed behind Wooyoung like ducklings in a line. You happily giggled at how they’ll forever follow their dad.

In the vehicle, Wooyoung tells the viewers they are heading to Disneyland while listening to ATEEZ. During the drive, he shows a bit of his kids singing. The twin’s favorite song is Utopia because it brings them comfort. Also, they love to sing along to Uncle Seonghwa’s high-note. 

An hour later, the family arrived at the amusement park. Wooyoung got greeted by a few Atinys when entering. Plus, they recognized you and the twins. Wooyoung heard the fans yell they wished them the best of luck as a family. 

“Thank you!” 

The idol gives his appreciation for his fans’ love. He sends them a finger heart, and they return the gesture. 

Wooyoung turns on his phone to film more videos. He has you record him walking with the kids. Woobin and Wonhee hold one of their father’s hands and swing them back n forth. Wooyoung speaks, “I feel like a little boy again. I missed coming to places like this. But I am grateful to experience it with my family."

"Right, guys?” He looks down at his children. Wonhee nods and flashes a cheery smile. “Appa! The castle is so pretty!” Woobin points his tiny finger up ahead. Wooyoung might’ve melted on the spot. 

His babies are too cute!

Overall, the four were having endless fun. Wooyoung and his family went on thrilling rides, took pictures with Disney characters, ate delicious food, and gravitated to the park’s beauty. For the final shot of his vlog, Wooyoung records the fireworks. 

A rainbow of stars in the galaxy blossoms the night. 

Wooyoung stops recording to bring you into a back hug as the kids watch in awe at the bursting colors. He rests his chin on your shoulder. You turned your neck to see him. The fireworks created enough brightness to show your husband’s smiling face. Wooyoung leans close to press his soft, elegant lips onto yours. 

“Do you regret marrying me? I haven’t been there for you, Woobin, and Wonhee.” The husband asked his wife in a solemn voice.

You let out a snicker. “Of course not! I vowed to love and care for the biggest baby in the world. Plus, raising the angels of our lives.” Despite his music career, you tell your husband you’ll always be there for him.

Wooyoung's content smile never left his face. 

[potatomountain]

My Filthy Boy- part 3

Witch!bf!Wooyoung x reader x witch!ateez ot8

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Word count: 5.2k

AN: took me absolutely forever but here it is! Part 3! I’d say my biggest challenge for this series is figuring out the different ways m/f/m can screw and which ways fit which boys :’) I will be putting Smut tags below the cut and taglist at the bottom! Ask/comment to be put on the taglist! also no idea who to do next ^^’ so will probs be awhile before i put out part 4. Also i apologize cuz bottom woo just got out of hand for me- haha whoops

reminder i dont edit my works and i dont update frequently. 

Smut tags/warnings: switch wooyoung, switch reader, dom ???, cumeating, mxm, mxf, mxfxm, threesome, oral (male receiving)  slight degradation, slight food play(?), orgasm denial, squirting, fingering, praise, overstimulation, slight breathplay (if you squint), use of petnames (baby girl, pretty girl, baby boy, princess, kitten, etc), let me know if i missed any :’) “mommy” kink.

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You weren't expecting Mingi to still be there when you woke up, but it was Wooyoung not-so-quietly shooing him away that had caused you to stir. You briefly caught his bare back leaving the room. With a sleepy stretch, you reached out for Wooyoung, the soft sound drawing his attention.

He turned with a bright smile, quickly making his way over and sitting on the edge of the bed before covering your upper body with his in a makeshift hug. “Good morning sleepy head.” “Mm… I can’t believe you’re awake before me.” With a sleepy smile you wrapped your arms around him, quickly entangling yourself in his limbs.

“I wanted to shoo Mingi away before he asked for round two.” He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, placing soft kisses there. “He wanted to wake you up with a surprise.” You shivered at the idea of just what that surprise could be, and truthfully you wouldn’t have minded at all. But- “Other’s first right?”

“Mhmm, my girl knows what’s up.” Nibbling on your ear the nature of his touches quickly changed tune, his hands gripping your hips while his own grinded into your thigh. 

If you didn't know any better, you would think that sex was the only thing on your boyfriend’s mind. Most of the time it probably was, and right now you didn’t mind. Your curiosity was more than peaked on the others, and not just because you had been thinking about them for days now. No, after Mingi, you could say you were eager to try them all on for size.

Your stomach protested your current train of thought, Wooyoung’s lips pausing on your collarbone and you could feel them spread into a smirk. “I think my baby needs to be filled with something else first.” He teased, pulling away reluctantly, letting his hands run over your still naked body and admiring every inch he exposed by pushing the blanket off you. “Then I’ll fill you up just how you like it.”

Rolling your eyes you climbed off the bed and away from him, looking for your discarded clothes. “Shower, then food, and then we can talk about next. Okay?”

Pouting, he followed you around the room as you picked up your clothes and his. “But that’s no fun! Can we have shower sex and then eat?”

“No.”

“But-”

Sighing, you turned to him and placed your hands on your hips. “Wooyo, I’m hungry, pleeeease let me eat before you wear me out again.”

Despite his playful smirk, he nodded and saluted. “Yes Ma’am! What baby wants, baby gets.” 

He did behave well enough in the shower, going so far as washing you and showering your body with kisses as he dried you off. You didn’t know if it was your imagination or not, but you felt closer to him than before. Safer and more loved. He also seemed a bit happier.

You humored him and wore one of his t-shirts and sweats, leaving your underwear off as they needed washed. With the way things were going between you and the others in this household, modesty wasn’t your biggest concern. Besides, they all had seen you butt ass naked and getting rammed by Wooyoung, there wasn’t much of a point in trying to remain modest.

That didn’t make it any less awkward when the two of you walked into the kitchen, Wooyoung behind you with his arms wrapped around your waist, to find Seonghwa cooking.

He turned to see who entered, eyes locking onto you and widening several degrees. “Ah, good morning you two.” 

You tried to return his awkward smile but Wooyoung was rushing you over to the breakfast bar to sit you down. “Morning Hyung! Is any of that for us? It smells sooooo good.”

“Mhmm, I figured you both would be hungry.” His eyes lingered on you for a moment before turning back to the stove. “I can call for you when it’s ready.”

“Nah, we’ll just hang out here until then, that’s fine.” Wooyoung helped you up into the stool and then made his way over to the fridge to get you both some juice. “You don’t mind, do you Hyung?”

“Not at all.” And yet his back seemed to be much more tense than when the two of you had entered.

Whether or not Wooyoung picked up on it, he didn’t seem to care. “Perfect!” He poured two glasses of juice and brought them over to you. Setting one down in front of you he climbed into the seat next to yours but moved it closer. “Then I can love on you some more in the meantime.” With a bit of a pout you brought the glass to your lips. “You are really insatiable aren’t you?”

“Only for you, love.”

“Didn’t seem like that last night.” You teased, voice low in an attempt to keep the conversation to yourself.

“Ah that’s right, you’ve never seen me suck a cock before. Though you still do it better.” Wooyoung, however, kept his tone normal, not even caring if Seonghwa overheard.

By his red ears, he definitely heard. Unlike Wooyoung, he had enough decency to keep quiet, but at the same time you wished he wouldn’t. What did Seonghwa have to say on this? He was the one who made sure everyone was fed and kept the place clean, usually by Hongjoong’s side or scolding the others when things went wrong. A true mother figure.

But fuck he was gorgeous, you could only imagine the expressions he would make, or the sounds he’d let out. It was hard to get a clear picture because you weren’t sure what to expect really. You had ever pegged Mingi for the type to eat pussy like his life depended on it. Or to be so desperate for it. Even Wooyoung, you hadn’t expected him to enjoy watching you get railed so much.

So in what way was Seonghwa going to surprise you?

“I’m excited to see what else you can do, baby boy.” Trying to take your mind off the other man in the room, you turned in your seat to face your boyfriend who had quite the smirk on his face. “What?”

“I’m sure I’m not the only one you are curious about, kitten.”

You shrugged, taking another sip of your juice as you mulled over for an answer. You could be honest and shameless, or you could feign ignorance and let Wooyoung play the game of getting it out of you. Both options sounded tempted, but really you wondered which would rile up Seonghwa.

You didn’t have to tell Wooyoung that’s what you wanted, he probably gathered that just from the way your eyes were raking over every inch of the older man’s back in the pastel shirt he wore. “I’ll admit, I’m curious about a lot of things. You opened Pandora's box, how do you plan to take responsibility?”

Wooyoung pulled himself closer and wrapped his arms around your waist, placing a kiss to your shoulder before resting his chin there. “By making sure the love of my life is always satisfied.”

Your heart swelled at his comment, resting your head against his. “I would constantly need an appetite to keep up with you though.”

“Don’t you already?” He placed kisses to your cheek, his hand rubbing your stomach gently before slipping up your shirt to continue his soft circles.

Before all this, you would deny that, but now you weren’t so certain. Wooyoung was being sweet and loving, and yet your gaze kept moving to the silent figure in the room. Yes, it seemed you had a much larger appetite than you had thought; not that you were about to admit that. “Your appetite seems to be much bigger than I thought, so I’m not so sure about that.”

“What makes you say that?” There was a cocky smirk in his tone and you could feel it as his lips moved to your neck with small open mouthed kisses. His hand moved lower over your stomach but instead of stopping him, you just gripped your glass a bit tighter. 

“For one, you haven’t been able to stop touching me since we woke up.” You pointed out, glancing at him out of the corner of your eyes.

He chuckled, not at all threatened by your tone. “You aren’t stopping me though.” He leaned in closer, nibbling on your earlobe and glancing out of the corner of his eye towards Seonghwa. “How long do you think I can finger fuck you before Seonghwa notices?”

You didn’t get a chance to answer, his hand cupping your mound and running a finger over your lips, finding irrefutable proof that you were enjoying this. On the other side of the island, Seonghwa dropped whatever utensil he was using to cook on the floor, a loud bang ringing out followed by a curse under his breath as he bent down to get it. Only because you were watching him did your eyes meet when he glanced up; and it was that moment Wooyoung chose to push not one but two fingers into your cunt and stretch you out.

You weren’t very subtle in hiding your reaction, eyes widening a little and your lips parting with the softest gasp. You swore you saw Seonghwa’s gaze darken, the way he licked his lips hitting your core just like Wooyoung’s fingers were. 

There was no way to deny that Seonghwa knew just what Wooyoung was doing to you, but by the clench of his jaw he had no intention of saying anything at this point. Which, just disappointed you… you wanted him to say something. No- you wanted Seonghwa to beg.

Mingi had been so eager that you had actually enjoyed it, to be wanted so desperately by someone other than Wooyoung- in particular one of his dear friends that would be considered off limits. The immorality of it that most people might frown on was really quite exhilarating, and part of you wanted to see that same reaction, that same eagerness, in the others. Of course it might be quite the ego boost to have them fawning over you.

Yet Seonghwa wasn’t the type to fawn, that you knew of at least, over someone else’s girl. Even if this whole situation allowed it- Seonghwa was just too respectful of a person. He proved it by tearing his gaze from yours and turning his back.

For a short moment disappointment and even shame filled you, but your boyfriend made quick work of pushing those emotions to the back burner. Wooyoung curled his fingers and rubbed just where he knew would drive you crazy, teeth scraping against the shell of your ear with a teasing chuckle. 

"Wooyo-" Gently you warned even if it lacked any conviction, your hips moving in tune with the rhythm he was setting for himself.

"Hyung won't care, make some noise baby."

You felt differently, setting the glass on the counter and pushing it a bit out of the way, you gripped his arm with the intention of stopping him. "I think he will." Again the protest came out weak, breathless as you bit down on your lip to hide a moan. 

Despite your words, Wooyoung was wooyoung and went the little shit route: he called out to Seonghwa. "Hyung! Want to hear the pretty sounds she makes?"

"Woo-ah!" Your protest immediately died as he pushed in a third, pumping them in at a pace that was making it difficult to think.

"Or do you want to make her cum?" There was a challenge in his tone, and you weren't sure if it was that or his words that had Seonghwa stiffening. He didn't turn…. But he didn't deny any of it either.

It was enough.

You were close to coming, breathing heavily as you stared at the back of the man across from the counter. Shame filled you for just a moment at the realization you were going to come on your boyfriend's fingers in the middle of the kitchen while desiring the other man in the room. The shame only doubled when you moaned out his name.

Wooyoung chuckled in your ear, leaving a love bite just under the lobe. "Even my little baby wants you to Hyung, are you going to disappoint her?"

The stove was off in the next second, Seonghwa busying himself with plating three plates. "Disappoint her? Anything you do to her will be a disappointment if I make her cum, do you really want to risk that?"

Wooyoung pulled his fingers out of you as he stepped aside, bringing them up to his lips. "Is that a challenge?"

"Not much of a challenge against you, brat. Especially if she can suck dick better than you." He quipped back, finally turning to you both, tongue darting out to lick his lips. "Didn't even let you come, did he,  pretty girl?"

You whined out, shaking your head and clenching your thighs together.

"And he was promising to always keep you satisfied? Tsk tsk." The glare he sent Wooyoung's way had you clenching around nothing and your boyfriend shivering. Everything that had been said he had heard, using it against Wooyoung in a degrading way.

And you knew he was enjoying it, the way he bit down on his lip just gave it away.

Seonghwa set one of the plates down on the island and then patted the spot next to it. "Come here Princess, I'll take care of you properly."

Perhaps you were far too eager with the way you jumped off the stool and rounded the corner. Seonghwa didn't seem to mind, turning to you when you stopped just before him and where he had patted. Before you could scramble up, his hands were on your hips and he was lifting you with ease. It caught you by surprise, staring down at him with wide eyes. The pretty man in pastels, the figurative mother of the coven, and he was staring you down with such intense desire he didn't seem so sweet now.

It just made you even more excited; the way his eyes ran over your body and fixated on first your chest, then your core, saying nothing as he licked his lips. Rubbing your thighs together you cleared your throat to garner his attention. "Seonghwa?"

"Yes pretty?"

His hands were still on your hips but he was making no other move, leaving you unsure of where this was really going. You glanced back at Wooyoung, only for your chin to be grabbed and you were forced to look back at Seonghwa. "Don't look at him, I'm in charge now."

The tension in the room shifted as his voice lowered, a dominating edge that had both you and Wooyoung straightening your posture. "You gunna take care of me then?" You whined out, fluttering your lashes and even pouting out your lips. Wooyoung had worked you up only to deny your orgasm, and you were far too curious about this new side of Seonghwa to give a damn about anything else.

He smirked, a devilish grin that hit you right in the core. "Mmm yes, but you have to eat first."

“Eat?” Perplexed, you glanced down at the food next to you. “Do you have a food kink or something?”

Behind you, Wooyoung was fighting off laughter, no longer sitting at the counter but making no move to join the two of you just yet. “Or something… better listen baby.” “Or what? I can handle you just fine.” You spat back, not at all intimidated by Wooyoung’s smirk. Perhaps you should be a bit worried, a sudden grip on your jaw forcing you to face who should intimidate you. Something about the way he held your chin so firmly with the way he gaze down at you in an almost condescending manner left you breathless. It hit you like a ton of bricks, the realization that sweet caretaker Seonghwa… was a brat tamer. And one thing you and Wooyoung had in common was your brattiness in the bedroom.

The idea of him taming you, playing with you, had arousal swimming in your core. The smirk Seonghwa wore showed he knew just what effect he did have on you. "Start eating, pretty girl, and I'll take even better care of you."

The demand was easy enough, and curiosity fed your appetite that you picked up the first bite without hesitation. Seonghwa looked pleased, wiggling two fingers in Wooyoung's direction in a come here motion. You watched, taking another bite as your boyfriend obeyed so easily. You could learn a thing or two from him, you decided, as getting Wooyoung to obey was never so easy for you.

"And you, apparently you need a lesson on how to suck a cock. Been so out of practice she can do it better huh? That's no good Wooyo, on your knees." Seonghwa's tone was different from what you were used to, a bit huskier and deeper, dripping with command that made you want to obey.

Wooyoung was a bigger brat than you were though, crossing his arms over his chest. "What? I don't get any warm up kisses or anything? At least she gets food."

"She's going to be a good girl for me, isn't she?" At Seonghwa's question he turned to look at you, mouth full of food as you had eagerly been stuffing the very delicious dish down. His lips pulled up into an amused smirk, a chuckle leaving him. "Already such a good girl."

The praise had your knees weak and thighs pressing together, a small noise of approval escaping your lips before swallowing.

Wooyoung huffed. "Why should I then? I can fuck her better than you can."

He shrugged, stepping closer to you and pushing your knees apart. "Sure you can-"

"Hyung-"

"I'm going to test that theory." Seonghwa cut his protests off as he pressed himself closer to you, placing a soft kiss on your cheek. "How do you like the food?"

His breath on your ear had your own hitching, staring over his shoulder at your pouty boyfriend. "It's good."

Despite the nature of the conversation, his hands were running over the sweats and over your hips, dipping his thumbs under the hem and tugging them down. "Keep eating, I want that plate empty." He placed a  chaste kiss to the tip of your nose before he was lifting you up enough to pull your sweats down. Eager, you helped kick them off onto the floor beneath him, still obeying and taking another bite of food.

You had no idea what was going through Seonghwa's head, already thrown off by his behavior as you really hadn't expected your pants to be gone so fast. With a tap to your inner knees he asked you to spread, so you did, bringing your ass to the edge of the counter and legs spread as wide as they could comfortably.

He admired how slick your pussy was on display, running his thumb unashamedly over your folds and biting down on his lip with his brows pulled together. "Fuck it's so pretty-"

In your anticipation you stopped chewing, watching his finger run gingerly up and down and coat itself in your slick. Wooyoung stood right next to Seonghwa, eyes fixated on his hand as well, his own gripping the bulge in his pants eagerly. The action wasn't lost to Seonghwa who reached over and slapped his hand away.

"Good boys get rewards; and what do you need to do to be a good boy?"

"Get on my knees." The whimper that left his mouth affected you just as much as Seonghwa's slender finger pushing into your hole. As he climbed down to his knees you couldn’t decide if you wanted to watch him or the way Seonghwa was exploring your cunt, not even paying attention to Wooyoung on his knees now.

Instead, he lifted one hand up to cup your jaw, finger and thumb pressing your stuffed cheeks. “Keep chewing pretty girl. I told you I want that plate clean.” He apparently left out the part that he wasn’t going to make it easy for you, the twist of his finger inside your walls making it difficult to focus on the food in your mouth let alone the taste.

But you were going to try; just as Wooyoung was tugging Seonghwa’s slacks open and bringing his mouth to the obvious bulge straining against the fabric of his underwear. He seemed to know just what to do, reminding you that he’s done things like this with his coven before. It just excited you even more to think of Seonghwa railing your boyfriend, making him a drooling mess too fucked out to be a brat. The way he listened to Seonghwa without much fuss, so eager to be good for him, just added the image.

Swallowing, you took another large bite, eyes fixated on Wooyoung exposing Seonghwa more, the weight of his cock now resting along his cheek and over his eye. You nearly choked on your food at the size of him, a bit bigger than you were expecting as well. Were all of Wooyoung’s coven hung?

The thought was banished from your mind as another finger was pushed inside, stretching you out before curling and once more exploring your inner walls. He had dropped his hand from your chin to reach down and thread his fingers through Wooyuong’s hair and force his head back, his gaze following suit. He had both you and Wooyoung wrapped around his finger so easily it was a bit shocking.

With obvious fascination you watched Seonghwa’s cock disappear into your boyfriend’s mouth inch by inch, drool spilling out around his girth until his balls were sitting on his chin and Wooyoung was gagging with how deep he was.

You couldn’t remember a hotter sight, nor think of one.

Seonghwa’s fingers rubbing right against your sweet spot had you moaning around your mouthful, reminding you that you had a task to do. Swallowing the bite, a moan escaping you as he brought his thumb up to rub your clit. 

“Seonghwa-” You whined out, food forgotten as you glanced down, gasping at the scene before you.

“Hm?” He didn’t look up, his focus on Wooyoung as he guided him along his length as if actually teaching him how to properly suck a cock. His thumb and fingers moved at the same slow agonizing pace he moved Woo.

It wasn’t enough for you. “I- please-”

“Please what? Use your words pretty girl.”

The pet name had your head a little fuzzy to reply right away, trying to find the right words increasingly difficult as his ministrations continued. “I wanna- no more teasing, I wanna cum.” You blissfully whined out, hands gripping the edge of the marble beneath you, legs spreading wider hoping that would push him deeper.

Instead his fingers halted, a curious tilt to his head as he looked you over before zoning in on your half eaten plate. “When your food is gone, that was the deal wasn’t it?”

You whined out, reaching for his wrist to try and force more friction, even if it was you doing all the work fucking yourself on his palm. He flicked your clit with his thumb in response, shaking his head and letting go of Wooyoung to grab your hand off his. He muttered your name in a warning tone, excitement running down your spine like a shiver at the promised punishment lying under his tone.

But you really did want to come, Wooyoung’s teasing from before and now the beautiful image of him choking himself on Seonghwa left you needy and greedy for sweet release. So you obliged.

Seonghwa waited until you had taken two full bites before his fingers started to pump into you again, his thumb rubbing soft tantalizing circles around your nub, stopping every time you stopped chewing or your hips grew desperate. His other hand had gone back to Wooyoung, keeping him in line and controlling the pace. 

You did your best to eat bite after bite, soft moans leaving you every time you got close but Seonghwa could tell, already attuned to your body, and he would stop. He had no intention of letting you come until your plate was clean but that just excited you even more. He wasn’t unaffected by Wooyoung either, the soft gagging sounds of the man on his knees and the drool dripping out of his mouth seemed to urge Seonghwa on further.

Wooyoung already looked so fucked out, tears brimming his eyes and drool running down his chin with his hair a mess from Seonghwa’s grip. He had brought one of his hands up to stroke the base of his Hyung’s swollen member, matching his pace. It was difficult to focus on the food with such a sight before you paired with Seonghwa’s fingers making a mess out of your cunt. He was well aware of the dwindling food on your plate, and just when you had a bite left his pace quickened, particularly his hips thrusting to face fuck Woo who took it so diligently. “That’s it, you know what I want don’t you?” His tongue was hanging out, longer than you thought it would be, panting. “Come on, I wanna come with our pretty girl.” 

No sooner had you swallowed your last bite did his fingers begin to work furiously, pumping up into you and rubbing against your gummy walls just right while rubbing your clit as well. Quickly grabbing the edge of the counter you found yourself lifting your hips to meet his thrusts, whining and breathlessly begging to come this time.

Your own sounds were echoed by muffled versions from Wooyoung, your eyes locking as the pace kept building, that familiar twist in your stomach getting tighter and tighter by the second. It was when Seonghwa let out the sweetest, deep guttural groan of praise that the coil snapped. You came hard, your essence squirting out of you and coating both Seonghwa’s forearm and even hitting your boyfriend’s cheeks just as Seonghwa’s hips stuttered to a halt.

Wooyoung gagged, gripping Seonghwa’s pants as tears ran down his cheeks, choking on Seonghwa’s cum just as your own coated his features.

Your own head was spinning, aftershocks twitching through your body as you rode out your high on Seonghwa’s fingers. Seonghwa stepped away a moment later, leaving Wooyoung gasping for air and you whining at the sudden absence of his appendages. “Good little pets, the both of you.” He started out, locking eyes with you as he sucked your slick off his hand. “Listened so well.”

“I want more.” Despite how hard your climax had been, it wasn’t enough.

Seonghwa lifted a brow, gaze moving from you down to Wooyoung who was rubbing his raw throat, a mess of drool and tears. “She really is perfect for such a whore like you Wooyoung, I think you should show me how you take care of her.”

At his words, you shared a look with Wooyoung, watching his swollen lips turn up into a smirk. “Gladly. Come here kitten, I’ll fill you up just how you like it.” He patted his lap and you happily slid off the counter to straddle his legs, crashing your lips to his. You could taste Seonghwa’s cum on his lips, especially when he pushed his tongue between your lips to mingle with yours. His hands pushed your shirt up and gripped your hips, grinding you against the bulge in his pants and making a bigger wet spot than there already was. Seonghwa wasn’t going to be forgotten, his hands gripping your waist above Wooyuong’s hands as he brought his lips to your neck. Your own hands were working Wooyoung’s pants off him, wanting him free and inside you. “You looked so good taking his cock baby.” You muttered against his lips, lifting your hips with their help and adjusting so the next second his entire length was pushed into your cunt. “S-so fucking good.”

Wooyoung whimpered, eyes glazed over with pure bliss as he bucked his hips up. “You were so fucking hot kitten, coming all over my face like that. I wanted to come on the spot.” His hips slamming up into you erratically enough that you could tell he was moments away from coming.  Getting face fucked really must have turned him on, and the idea drove you wild.

Seonghwa tutted in your ear, his hands moving up your shirt to cup your chest, pinching the peaks between his thumb and forefingers. “Are you going to fill her up now? Doesn’t our pretty girl deserve it?” Wooyoung nodded, breathing heavily as he twisted his hips to angle himself deeper. Your head fell back, moans pouring from your lips at the sensations. “N-not going to stop until it’s spilling out of that pretty cunt of hers.” “That’s right.” The man behind you practically purred out, hand slithering down and working at your still sensitive clit. “And what do you say when you come?” He tilted your body back with his other arm, breathing on the back of your neck as he kept kneading your breast and rubbing furiously at your clit. Still sensitive from earlier, you were a moaning mess in his hands, trying to follow their conversation. “I- ngh- I thank her. F-fuck gunna come. Gunna fill you up until you’re leaking my cum for days Mommy.”

Caught off guard by the name spilling from Wooyoung in such a blissful moan had your walls clenching around him and once more coming and crying out. Like with Mingi, there was something else mixed into this moment, something that made his cum spilling into you and the breath on your neck feel so much more.

Wooyoung was coating your womb with his seed, too fucked out to even breath or do more than whimper out as his body shook beneath you. Seonghwa held you still, continuing to rub your clit until it was painful and you found yourself coming again from overstimulation. “Wooyoung-” He warned when the man beneath you finally opened his eyes, too dazed to really focus on Seonghwa but smiling up at you in pure bliss.

“Thank you Mommy. Felt so good.” His breathless words were like a punch to the gut in the right ways. In love with him all over again you leaned down for a messy kiss, this time the slight glow of his eyes was unmistakable. 

You felt like you could devour your sweet boy whole right there, but Seonghwa pulled you back and up, turning your head to steal a quick breathless kiss himself. “You did so good for me, pretty girl, I’ll clean you both up.” When he stood up and fixed his clothes it was like a switch was flipped and he was back to sweet Seonghwa ready to take care of everyone. You didn’t question it, feeling full and worn out and totally spent; you just collapsed next to Wooyoung and rested your head on his shoulders, your hand finding his naturally to intertwine your fingers.

The pleased hum Wooyoung let out as he nuzzled closer had a smile spreading across your face. “I love you, baby boy. But I think you’ll need to give me a bit more details about what I’m getting myself into. Mommy?”

“I’ll tell you later- love you kitten.”

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[mi-rae07]

Jung Wooyoung : Golden

Pairing : Jung Woo-Young (Ateez) and named character (Kim Yuri)

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Synopsis : Yuri is almost non-existent in her school, and the complete opposite of wooyoung. Wooyoung is the school's IT boy, rich, talented, loved by everyone and kind. They fell in love one day, and then yuri came to realize that they could never be together, they were too different from each other. And that causes her to get cold and distant. But does wooyoung think the same? Is he going to let her go?

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A/n : literally just a drabble that I had written when I got bored from the exams. Nothing big, but I hope it's nice enough.

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Yuri slid down against the wall as tears streamed down her eyes, her hands clenching and unclenching against her sweater's fabric. She hated high-school, she hated that she was the one everyone either avoided due to pity, or bullied due to being who she was. She hated that she had no one to love, no family no friends, except him. And he was too embarassed to be seen with her in public anyway. Or so was what she believed.

Wooyoung : you're crying again.

Yuri looked up as wooyoung walked into the storage room, his hands in his pocket and nonchalant expression on his face. Yuri sniffed and wiped her tears, shaking her head.

Wooyoung : why do you always wipe your tears away when I'm here?

Yuri : because I know you don't want to see it.

Wooyoung : did I say that?

Yuri : not everything has to be said, wooyoung.

Wooyoung sighed as yuri stood up, coming face to face with wooyoung as she asked

Yuri : do you love me?

Wooyoung : what sort of a question is that, yuri?

Yuri : I need to hear you say it, wooyoung. Do you love me?

Wooyoung : I do.

Yuri : then why is it that you don’t do that? You say you love me, but you're so distant from me. It's like you're…embarrassed of me.

Wooyoung : am I supposed to be?

Yuri : w-what?

Wooyoung let out a breath, running his hand through his hair before saying

Wooyoung : you keep saying people don't want to be friends with you, but you wanna know why they do that, yuri-ya? It's because you keep pitying yourself, you keep victimizing yourself for every little thing. No one would want to be friends with someone like that.

Yuri looked at wooyoung with hurt eyes, not having expected that from him. Wooyoung never said things like that to yuri, this was a first.

Yuri : wooyoung.

Wooyoung : you're the only one here who's embarassed of you, kim yuri. There's no one else.

Saying that wooyoung walked away, banging the door shut behind him as tears streamed down yuri's eyes once again. This was miserable.

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Yuri kept her head down as she walked towards the school gate after school had ended, her hands held tight against the backpack straps as she heard other people laugh and play around with each other all around the school compounds. She had no friends to do that with, yuri thought.

Yuri looked towards the side as she heard the sounds of wooyoung's laughter, her eyes landing on wooyoung and his group of friends who were having ice-creams together while laughing at something someone had said. A few girls were also hanging around next to them, wooyoung smiling at something one of them had said.

Yuri sighed as she looked back straight, walking faster towards the school gates in order to escape from all this. But just as she reached the bus stand a few meters away from the school gate someone pulled her back by her bag, making yuri flinch as she turned around with frightened eyes.

Wooyoung : were you trying to run away, yuri?

Yuri visibly relaxed, wooyoung letting go of his hold on her bag as yuri stepped back and said

Yuri : I was trying to go back home.

Wooyoung : your parents are in Japan anyway, there's no one waiting for you at home. Can't you stay a while back?

Yuri : for what? There's no reason for me to hang around here-

Wooyoung : am I not a reason for you?

Yuri looked away as wooyoung said

Wooyoung : let me ask you the same question you did a few hours ago, yuri, do you love me?

Yuri pressed her lips together, pulling the bag closer to her before saying

Yuri : go back to your friends, wooyoung.

Wooyoung : I'm not going anywhere until I have your answer, so say it.

Yuri : wooyoung please.

Wooyoung : no why is it so hard for you to say it, huh? Am I not trying hard enough-

Yuri : it is not that, it is not you.

Wooyoung : then what is it?

Yuri : it's me I'm just…I feel like I'm pulling you back.

Wooyoung : what?

Yuri : it's like you said, wooyoung. I'm embarassed of myself, I'm ashamed of who I am and I keep victimizing myself. So I feel like by doing that, maybe I'm causing you unhappiness too. Maybe I'm pulling you back from all the happiness and love you could get from someone better.

Wooyoung : yuri that's not what I-

Yuri : it doesn't matter, because maybe we should stop seeing each other.

Wooyoung : yuri no. you can't just-

Yuri : the bus is here, I have to go now.

And before wooyoung could say anything further yuri had stepped into the bus, her eyes teary and distant.

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Wooyoung : san-ah, do I really seem like I don't love yuri? You've seen us together, right? Do I not look happy with her?

San : you may look happy with her but I don't think she'll understand that without you verbally telling her, woo. She's clearly not good with human emotions.

Wooyoung groaned, throwing his head against the table as he said

Wooyoung : I can't believe she broke up with me!

San snorted, having a sip of his mango juice before saying

San : yeah, no one can.

Wooyoung : san, I want her back.

San : let me ask you then, woo, why exactly do you want her back? She seems so lifeless, wooyoung. She seems dull, distant, as if she's part of another world. I've never even seen her smile. Why is it that you like her so much?

Wooyoung smiled, looking at the half empty lime soda in front of him before saying

Wooyoung : I don't just like her, san, I love her. I love her for how kind she is, with people and with animals. You know the first time I saw her smile? It was when she was helping an old lady cross the road while she was walking to school in the morning. And the next time I saw her smile? It was when a cat had come up to her during break while she was sitting outside alone, and she gave the cat almost half of her lunch. I saw it from the rooftop, while I was with you guys.

San : and with you? Is she the same with you? Does she smile?

Wooyoung let out a breath, looking down at his hands before saying

Wooyoung : sometimes, not much. I try to make her happy and I feel like she does feel happy sometimes? But her self-esteem is too low, san. She thinks…she thinks she's some lowly creature that doesn't deserve to be with me. But why doesn't she get that she makes me the happiest, that if she were to leave me like this, I'd feel empty?

San : if you love her this much why don't you just tell her then, wooyoung? Go to her house, and tell her.

Wooyoung : right now?

San : it's only 6pm, and her parents are somewhere else, right? So tell her. Don't make it too late.

Wooyoung let out a breath, quickly finishing up his soda before saying

Wooyoung : thank you, sannie.

San chuckled as wooyoung rushed past him and out the café door, almost tripping over someone. San sighed, taking a sip of his mango juice before muttering under his breath

San : people in love…

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Yuri had just sat down for an early dinner when her doorbell rang, her eyebrows furrowing as she walked up to her door. But as she looked through the peephole yuri's eyes widened at the sight of wooyoung, quickly opening the door as she scanned him for any harm. Was something wrong?

Wooyoung : hi.

Yuri : wooyoung?

Wooyoung : yes, wooyoung. Will you let me in? I'm freezing outside. Or I could just-

Yuri : no.

Yuri stepped inside as she opened the door wider for him before saying

Yuri : come inside.

Wooyoung smiled, removing his shoes as he stepped inside the house, yuri closing the door behind her before saying

Yuri : is something wrong?

Wooyoung : you're asking me?

Yuri : uh, yes.

Wooyoung : you're the one that broke up with me, yuri.

Yuri sighed, looking away as she said

Yuri : you know why I did that, wooyoung. We can't-

Wooyoung : no don't say we, this is all your thinking about us. What about me? What about my feelings, my heart?

Yuri : you can stop loving me.

Wooyoung : you think that's easy, just stop loving you just like that?

Yuri : I…I think so, yes.

Wooyoung let out a breath, walking closer to yuri as he said

Wooyoung : you're being stupid, you know that? Do you think you mean nothing to me, do you think I'm capable of just throwing you away like that? I love you, yuri, I've told you countless times that I've loved you.

Yuri : but I'm nothing compared to you, wooyoung! You're handsome, and I'm ugly. You're popular, everyone loves you, and I'm non-existent in that school. You can buy anything you want, whereas I have nothing-

Wooyoung : I don’t care, yuri! Fuck all that, fuck you being unpopular or not having as much money as I do! You're smarter than me, you feel for others better than I do, you're more aware than I am, and don't you dare say you're ugly. You're the prettiest woman I've ever set my eyes on. Are you so blind of my love to you? Have I not said enough?

Yuri looked up at wooyoung with teary eyes as wooyoung said

Wooyoung : fuck it, if you can't understand my words, I'll show it to you instead.

Before yuri could say anything further wooyoung shut her up with a kiss, his hands coming to place itself against her cheek as yuri's eyes widened. She closed her eyes as she felt wooyoung's tears fall against her cheek, realizing then how much she could have hurt him with her words. Wooyoung had tried giving her everything, despite the countless times she'd pushed him away. He'd always initiated first. Maybe…maybe it was now time for her to just give in.

Wooyoung pulled back as yuri breathed heavily, looking up at wooyoung as he whispered

Wooyoung : do you get it now?

Yuri pulled wooyoung closer to her, smashing her lips against his as wooyoung smiled. Her arms wrapped itself around wooyoung's neck, his wrapping around her waist as he pulled her ever so close. Yuri pulled back a few seconds later, whispering against wooyoung's lips

Yuri : I'm sorry, I'm sorry I kept pushing you away, woo. I was scared, I was scared I'd grow too close to you and then you'd leave me once you got to know how I truly was.

Wooyoung : I'd never do that, yuri-ya, I could never willingly leave you like that. I've seen you, and I love you. My love isn't so shallow for me to just leave you at small small things.

Yuri smiled, wooyoung wiping her tears as he whispered

Wooyoung : I hate hearing you talk so low about yourself, because no one gets to talk bad about the girl I love. Not even you, so you better be stopping it soon.

Yuri chuckled, resting her forehead against wooyoung's before saying

Yuri : I'll try.

Wooyoung smiled, running his hand along yuri's hair as he whispered

Wooyoung : you're not leaving me again, you understand? I'm sticking to you like glue from now.

Yuri giggled, looking up at wooyoung before saying

Yuri : wooyoung?

Wooyoung : yes, love?

Yuri : I love you, I always have and I always will.

Wooyoung smiled, leaning forward and kissing her cheek before saying

Wooyoung : I love you too. But…is that kimchi rice I smell baby?

Yuri laughed, smacking wooyoung's shoulder before saying

Yuri : yes you idiot, spoiled the moment also.

Wooyoung : I was hungry okay!

Yuri smiled, holding wooyoung's hand as she started leading him to the kitchen before saying

Yuri : then come with me, we'll have dinner together.

Wooyoung smiled and nodded, following yuri to wherever she was taking him. And that day, was the beginning of a love story that would last decades from then. A love, so pure and golden.

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[maeleelee]

Epilogue

Blue Moon

Prismatic chaos travels to Thornhill for an annual Halloween festival as lovers of all things spooky and murder mystery. Little did they know, they’d get more than they bargained for. With all the things that go bump in the night coming out to play, they can check in any time they like. But they can never leave.

⚠️minor DO NOT interact⚠️

Warnings: drinking blood, sex implied not detailed, food, pregnant, demons, hell hounds, death, endings

This is it guys. I hope everyone enjoyed and had fun with this story as much as I did. This took me a minute to get out because I wanted to do more, but started losing interest in it 😔. I hope you all love this. I do have more planned though, so keep a look out for that 🤭

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Kayla looked at herself through the mirror. She turned her head and smiled when she saw Seonghwa. “Hey handsome.”

“You’re awake.” He walked over and wrapped his arms around her waist, leaning his head on her shoulder. “Three days.” He kissed her cheek. “I didn’t have you for three days. However, you’re mine forever.” He smiled at her through the mirror. “We can also do that thing you want.”

“Babies?” She asked the man.

“Babies.” He smiled brightly, turning her in his arms and pressing their lips together. She wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled into the kiss. “Are you hungry?” He asked. “I’m sure your throat is burning slightly.” She nodded up at him.

“Yeah. Burns for sure.” She mumbled.

“Come on. We have people who volunteer to give blood.” He smiled and grabbed her hand, and walked her down to the kitchen to get her blood packets. He watched her closely.

“Baby. Have you slept?” She asked him as she drank the pouch. He looked horrible. His eyes were red and he looked exhausted, hair was messy.

“I have not. I had to make sure you woke up.” He mumbled.

“Can we shower and then go to bed?” She whispered. He nodded at her.

“Finish another pouch and we’ll go shower.” He smiled softly. She did as told and grabbed his hand this time, walking them to the bathroom attached to their room. She turned on the water and made sure it was warm before she helped him strip. She got him into the shower and stripped herself.

He pulled her into the shower and pressed his lips back against her. He missed her so much the last three days.

“Are you sure?” He had asked her. She had asked him to turn her.

“Baby. Yes. I’m sure. I wanna be with you forever, please turn me.” She had stated.

“Alright baby.” He was worried. There was a chance that he could kill her. Then again he was best friends with the King of Hell, so he was okay with doing it.

He pulled her to him, pressing his lips to hers. “I love you.” He mumbled into her mouth before slowly moving down to her neck. He kissed the spot and took a deep breath. He snuck his teeth into the spot and began the process. Soon he pulled away, holding her as she fainted.

He sat there for days and nights, waiting for her to wake up. He counted them. Of course by day three, he was anxious, but he hadn’t heard from Hongjoong. Hopefully that was a good sign.

He stood up and walked into the bathroom. Of course he heard movement as soon as he did. He walked out and smiled.

“I’m so happy you’re okay.” He mumbled into her lips. “I was gonna tell them to find a new king if you hadn’t been okay.”

“Well I’m okay. No need for that.” He smiled. “Come on, let’s get cleaned. You look exhausted.” He just nodded at her.

Soon they got out and she got him into bed. He basically crashed as soon as he laid down. She curled up next to him and smiled. “I love you Park Seonghwa.” Falling asleep soon after.

-

Mae was sliding around the house, giggling with Wooyoung about something dumb he said, when San handed her a drink. “Gotta get going. Love you both.” He said as he left. Mae shrugged and drank the drink.

She felt dizzy and she could barely breathe. “Wooyo.” She mumbled out. He caught her and walked to the couch, holding her in his arms.

“Mae baby. Mae?” He whispered, she didn’t answer so he felt her pulse. She didn’t have one. What the hell did San give her?

Mae squealed when she saw Hongjoong on his throne. “Joongie?” She whispered.

He smiled at her and held out his hand. “Mae baby. Cassi will be pleased to see you. However, she might be a little mad due to the reason.”

“In baby boy’s defense, Sans the one who gave me the drink.” Mae giggled, grabbing Hongjoong’s hand. “I would like to go back though. As dumb as the boy is. I do love him a lot.”

“I know you do. That’s why I’m giving you an option.” Hongjoong said, as they walked down a hallway together. “You can go back as a human. Live life until you're old or I can turn up into a grim reaper and you can live out your life with Wooyoung.” He smiled at her.

“You’d do that Joongie?” She whispered to him. He kissed her knuckles and smiled.

“My wife adores her Mae baby. She’d fight me if I didn’t let you have a chance to be one with Wooyoung.” He chuckled.

“I’d like to go back as a reaper. Wanna spend forever with my dumdass.” She giggled.

“Knew you were going to say that.” He smiled. “Go through that door and it’ll take you home.”

She nodded and did as told, walking out the door and smiled as she looked at a crying Wooyoung. “Baby.” He didn’t move. “Baby boy.” He pouted. “Jung Wooyoung.” He looked up, eyes growing widen.

“You’re alive!” He jumped up and grabbed her face in his hands.

“Well, technically I’m dead.” She smiled up at him.

“What do you mean?” He asked and she giggled.

She took a deep breath and did the black eye thing for him. “I’m a reaper now.” She smiled. His eyes watched her closely. He groaned, she looked so good like this.

“Do it.” She smiled at him. “Fuck me.” He picked her up and walked her to their room, locking the door behind him.

-

Cassi smiled at Hongjoong. “Couldn’t make her wait til I could say hello?”

“She’ll be back. Gonna have to learn her new rule down here. Though I don’t think it’ll be that hard.” He pulled Cassi to him. “How are you feeling?” He pressed his hand against her belly.

“We’re about three days in, in human time, though down here we’re like three weeks.” She smiled. “I feel okay. Hungry.” She smiled at him.

“Wanna go eat?” He smiled at her, leaning down to kiss her stomach. “Can’t wait to meet the new King.” Cassi rolled her eyes and smiled.

“Gonna be really sad if it’s a girl.” He shook his head.

“Girls can be kings too.” He smiled and then started rambling about how he’d make sure she was strong and could handle it. All Cassi could do was smile down at him. She loved his little rants. How passionate he got when he ranted.

“Baby.” She hummed. He looked up at her and smiled.

“I was rambling again, wasn’t I?” He chuckled nervously.

“The last time you rambled, we ended up pregnant. I don’t think it’s a bad thing.” She giggled. “However, I am very hungry and so is the baby.”

He stood up and picked her up bridal style. “Off to the kitchen we go.”

-

Jess glared at San. “What do you mean you didn’t know it was poisoned?” He pouted and looked down at the ground.

“I promise, baby. I didn’t know. I wouldn’t have given it to her.” She sighed and walked over to him, rubbing his arms.

“Hey. Look at me.” She whispered. He looked up and pouted. “It’s okay. Everything was solved. Hongjoong saved the day again.” She smiled brightly.

“I still didn’t mean to do it.” San sighed.

“I know, baby. I know. Wanna go run together? I’ve finally completely turned.” She smiled, eyes going black and an evil smile on her face.

“Please.” She smiled and nodded, both turning into hell hounds and taking off together. They ran for what felt like hours. Just being together felt amazing.

They turned back once they got to their room, falling onto the bed, big smiles. “You look so pretty baby.” San mumbled to Jess.

“You're pretty, baby.” Jess smiled at him, pulling his face to hers and kissed him. “Love me.”

“I do love you. So fucking much.” San mumbled into the kiss, making her giggled.

“I meant, make love to me.” She laughed. San wiggled his eyebrows and pulled her closer to him.

“Anything you want my princess.” He smiled and kissed her softly.

-

Bun bun looked around and was in awe. “Baby that place is gorgeous.” She smiled at Yeosang.

“I was thinking about moving back a few years ago, but I didn’t wanna fully give up on my soulmate.” He smiled at her, his wings bright behind him.

“I’m glad you didn’t.” She smiled.

“I’m glad I didn’t either. Ready to get your wings?” He smiled at her and all she could do was nod.

“Yes please. I’ve been really excited.” She giggled and followed him.

“This waterfall is said to hold magic. I wanted to bring Yunho here one day and let him step in, see what would happen since he’s a witch.” He chuckled.

“So if I step in, I’ll turn?” She asked him and he nodded.

“You’re pure and kind. Everything they say a fairy should be.” He smiled. “Just trust me.”

She nodded and did as told, stepping into the lake and walking towards the waterfall. She got under the fall and smiled at him.

His eyes widened and his smile grew. She was growing wings right in front of his face and they were just as gorgeous as she was. Once she finished, he waved her back to him and kissed her as she got to him.

“Not that I mind, but what was that for?” She giggled.

“You look breathtakingly beautiful, baby.” He smiled brightly. “Your wings fit you for sure.”

“Really?” He nodded at her.

“Really.”

-

Mingi sat there and smiled as Des woke up, her canines on display. “Morning my beloved.” She looked at him and smiled.

Everything was brighter, more intense. She could hear better, smell better, see better.

“How long was I out for?” She mumbled towards the boy.

Mingi sat there as his alpha bit her. He held her in his arms. “You weren’t supposed to hurt yourself like that.” He cried.

“I wanted to protect you. I didn’t want you getting hurt.” She smiled, eyes closing.

“I could have handled it.” He sobbed, holding her tight. Another pack wolf smelled him and came running at him. Des being the crazy woman she was, got in the way. The wolf bit her and she was bleeding out. Chan, Mingi’s alpha, she he’d get her the bite, to turn her, and all they could do was pray it would work.

“A day. Which I’m impressed with.” He smiled. “Normally the turn takes longer.” He leaned over and kissed her cheek. “Glad it didn’t though, because I missed you.”

“It’s been a day.” She laughed.

“A day too long not to have someone help me pick on the kids with.” He smiled at her. “I made food. You hungry?”

She nodded her head and smiled at him. “Yeah. Starving.” He chuckled and handed her a plate.

“Full moon is tonight so you my dear, are being locked up in chains.” He smiled at her.

“Kinky.” She giggled as she ate.

“We could make it kinky.” He wiggled his eyebrows, making her giggle.

“You’re a dork.”

“Your dork.”

-

Caden sat there with Jongho, a big smile on his face. “Thank you.” Jongho told him.

“For?” Caden laughed.

“Showing me more of the world that I didn’t know.” Jongho shrugged. “I’m a forest siren. We normally just sing people into the forest to keep them with us forever.” He chuckled.

“Ohhhh, can you do that to me?” Caden smiled at the boy. “I wouldn’t mind staying with you forever.” He shrugged.

“But your soulmate could still be out there.” Jongho pouted.

“My soulmate is in front of me.” Caden smiled. “I hear you sing all the time. In my head. It’s entrancing but beautiful.” He blushed lightly.

“Wait, you’re the one who’s been singing back to me?” Jongho asked him, making Caden nod.

“It took me a minute to put it all together. You wouldn’t ever sing in front of me though, so I followed you to the lake one night. You started singing and I could help but smiled. You were my soulmate after all.” Caden smiled brightly.

“Damn. Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Jongho pouted.

“I mean, we spend everyday together, so I didn’t think it mattered.” Caden shrugged. “As long as I’m with you. I’m happy.”

“Can I kiss you?” Jongho whispered. Caden nodded.

“Please.” Jongho leaned in and pressed his lips against Cadens. When he pulled away he smiled.

“Want me to sing to you and keep you with me in the forest forever?” Jongho chuckled.

“Thought you’d never ask.” Caden smiled.

-

Ani stood there at the shop, looking at a book she found. Yunho smiled at the girl and walked over to her, leaving his head on her shoulder, wrapping his arms around her waist. “Whatcha doing?”

She smiled and leaned into his embrace. “What are you doing?” She giggled.

“What? I can’t back hug my friend?” He pouted at her, making her roll her eyes. “Can I ask you something?”

She nodded and put the book down and turned to him. “What's up cutie?” She smiled.

“I have a name on me, that I can’t quite explain. But all the other tattoos line up perfectly with this person.” He smiled. “And I just wanted to know if it’s the person I’m hoping it is.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Yunho.” He smiled.

“Say it again.” He chuckled.

“Yunho?” She questioned.

“That name is the name tattoo on me, which I thought was crazy, until I read into all the other tattoos. Bones. Cherry blossoms. It all leads back up to my pretty puppy, Ani.” He smiled. “I'd really like to know if your name is on yourself.”

She smiled and nodded. “Appeared a few days ago, my witch boy.” She bit her lip. “It’s you, right?”

“Only one way to find out.” He stepped closer, lacing his fingers into her hair and pressed his lips to hers. Her hands gripped his shirt and she felt it, the sparks. They were soulmates.

He pulled away and smiled. “Found her.” He whispered.

“Be mine?”

“Forever.”

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[kitten4sannie]

for love of the game (teaser)

pairing: rival team! wooyoung x rival! reader (fem) x teammate! yunho

genres: college baseball au, enemies to fuckbuddies, bsf fuckbuddies, smut

summary: jung wooyoung, a pitcher with a fearsome curveball, and your self-proclaimed enemy since the beginning of the playoffs, is beyond determined to show you that he is in fact, on top. Yunho, your close friend and reliable teammate, will do everything in his power to watch it all go down.

future tag warnings (may be subject to change): tobacco/vape usage, baseball lingo?? idk, nasty mean dom! wooyo, perverted soft dom! yuyu, subby! (tiny bit bratty) reader, light brat taming, pet names/name calling, praise/degradation, dirty talk, exhibitionism/voyeurism, biting/marking, tag teaming, manhandling, size kink, oral (giving), deep-throating, spit kink, finger sucking, hair tugging, nasty hate sex against some lockers, sloppy seconds, breeding kink, creampies, dumbification

w.c: 1.6k (so far) while this teaser is about 500?? words

a/n: i love a good sports au (despite my inability to play any) fhwhwh so i’ve decided to write a nasty lil baseball fic for you all~ the parasites told me to >:)) 🖤 so here’s a teaser!!! it’s a pretty big one hehe. and if you’d like to join this specific taglist (if you’re not on my general taglist) please click on the tiny heart at the bottom of the post :33 enjoyyy~~

“Yo, baby, you got some chew on you?” someone with an irritatingly smug, yet distinctly familiar voice asked you from the other side of the snug dugout.

You immediately stood up from your seat, turning your head in the direction of the voice, just in time for you to come face to face with the Devil himself. 

Jung Wooyoung, a pitcher with a fearsome curveball, and your self-proclaimed enemy since the beginning of the playoffs, was casually leaning down against the small metal fence that separated your teams, looking up at you through the yellow lenses of his sunglasses. 

“Do I look like the type to put that nasty shit in my mouth?” you immediately snapped, taking a few steps in his direction, not realizing how hard you were squeezing your plastic water bottle until it began to audibly crunch inside your tight grasp. “Huh?” 

Wooyoung licked at the mole on his chapped bottom lip, his canines becoming visible when he smiled cockily at you. He missed his favorite plaything. You were so easy to rile up. It made his already tight pinstripe pants even tighter. “Mm, but you’ve put nastier things in your mouth, haven’t you, baby?”

Scoffing, you placed your hands on your soft hips, shaking your head, pretending his perverse words didn’t make your cheeks feel like they were already sunburnt, wanting to put up more of a front, now that your entire team was possibly listening in. “You would know a thing or two about that, wouldn’t you, Wooyoung? The handjobs you give your team aren’t doing enough for you these days, huh?” 

Wooyoung did his best to ignore the snickers and whispers of your team, taking his cap off to run his fingers through his silky raven hair, biting the corner of his lip all the while. “People talk in the locker rooms, you know. They say you really know your way around a cock. Probably from all that practice you get with your teammates, yeah?” He looked over to Yunho, who sheepishly smiled at him. “You can vouch for me, can’t you, Yun?” The batter remained quiet out of fear of your wrath.

Wooyoung was about to say more, when his vision was suddenly blurred by something cold. You had offered him mercy, dumping the rest of your water on the pitcher’s head, rather than shoving the entire bottle up his ass like you desperately wanted to. Instead of blowing up on you and embarrassing himself like you had hoped he would, Wooyoung simply flipped his hair back and put his cap back on, resulting in a few squeals from some nearby fangirls that were sitting in the stands. “If getting me hard was the goal, you succeeded, Y/N.” 

You grimaced. “You’re fucking disgusting, Wooyoung.” 

Wooyoung reached over the fence to push a few loose strands of hair behind your ear. “But, you love it, don’t you? That’s why you’re so obsessed with me.” 

“You should be obsessed with me. Maybe if you paid attention, you could figure out how to pitch a ball that I won’t knock out of the goddamn stadium.” 

You irked Wooyoung to no end, your equally quick-witted jabs getting underneath the pitcher’s tan skin. However, he wouldn’t let you have the satisfaction of seeing that, until hell itself froze over. “And if you paid attention, maybe your team would actually make it past the playoffs.” 

That was when a vein visibly began to bulge out of your temple, your jaw tensing. Wooyoung had struck a nerve. You knew it, he knew it, and your team definitely knew it. You’d give anything to make it to the championship game, but it was always just barely out of reach. The fact that Wooyoung would stoop so incredibly low had your blood boiling. You wanted nothing more than to grab the smug pitcher by his collar and spit directly in his face, but you were afraid that he would enjoy that more than you would have. So, instead you simply accepted defeat in that moment and sat back down on the bench, staring ahead at the expansive baseball field.  

You were too caught up in your own furious thoughts to notice that Yunho had left the spot he had taken up on the bench, instead leaning on the same fence Wooyoung had been chilling on just moments ago. 

“Your girl’s feisty, Yun. I fucking love it. She seems like she bites. Does she bite?” Wooyoung prodded the taller man, just as he pulled a vape out of his pocket and took a long hit, causally blowing out the smoke into Yunho’s face. 

Yunho waved the vapor away, shaking his head slightly. “She’s not mine, but yeah, she bites.” He chuckled to himself. “I bite too.”

Wooyoung hummed in response, his eyes shifting from the crowd, to the busy field, then back up to Yunho. “She’s not yours, but she lets you hit, doesn’t she? And she’ll let you hit right after the game, right?” 

“She does…She’s just very...rough.” Yunho bit his lip, thinking about how ferociously you would ride his cock in the empty locker rooms after the games you would ultimately lose, remembering all the deep bites and scratches you littered his broad body in, knowing you wouldn’t let him go until you left his cock raw and so sensitive, he was ready to cry. He was more of a softie himself, not exactly cut out for the animalistic sex you required after such a brutal loss. Wooyoung, however, seemed more fit for that. In fact, Yunho felt his throat go dry just imagining the two of you going at it in such a way, especially in front of him. That was allowed, right? 

“Yunho.” Wooyoung took another long puff from his vape, using his free hand to take his glasses off and placing them over the brim of his baseball cap.

“Yeah?” 

Wooyoung reached up to place his hand on Yunho’s tense shoulder, massaging his digits into it to loosen up the muscle. “I got a proposition for you. If your team wins today, you get to fuck a happy, calm Y/N. She’ll probably even blow you without expecting anything back. Who knows, she might even swallow.”

Yunho unconsciously licked his lips, glancing back over the shoulder Wooyoung was massaging into to admire your pretty face, even if it was contorted with rage-induced determination. He slowly looked back down at the pitcher. “And, if your team wins?” 

Wooyoung grinned deviously, licking at one of his sharp canines. “I get to show Y/N just how disgusting I can get.” 

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[daceydeath]

I Want to Watch (Part 2)

Pairing: Wooyoung x reader x Jongho

Word Count: 2.5K

Genre: Pure Smut 🔞

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Explicit Activities

Wooyoung's brilliant idea has played on his mind even more since San maybe you would be up for more than just that one time...

Wooyoung had been insatiable for the entire fortnight after your night with San, wanting you in every possible way until you just about couldn’t sit down properly you were fucked so raw. It also had unlocked a whole new list of things he wanted to try, well things he wanted you to try with different members. To begin with you had just taken it as just talk as a way for him to let out every fantasy that he could come up with but when he had decided what he wanted to try next there was not much you could do to dissuade him. Even though you didn’t really want to after all you had, had fun with San and you wouldn’t mind in the slightest to do it again.

“Baby, I have an idea I think you will like” Wooyoung started smiling like the Cheshire cat as he wandered out of his bedroom with his phone in his hands. You had been sitting on the couch in one of his shirts and your underwear reading since he had told you that Jongho was out for the whole night and Hongjoong was in the studio and therefore not coming home until at least 3am.

“Uhuh and what would that be?” You rolled your eyes playfully knowing that the pair of you being alone in the dorm meant only one thing.

“I know I sprung the whole San thing on you and I know you loved it but I thought maybe you might want to do it again but we would talk about it first” he smirked knowing you were going to leap at the chance if you were given it.

“Ok” you furrowed your brows “Why would we need to talk about it? San and I have already fucked once”. Kneeling before you he spread your legs slotting himself between them and rubbing his hands teasingly up your thighs, his fingers dancing along the sensitive flesh of your inner thighs giving you goosebumps. 

“Well there were some rules that San broke that I wanted to talk to you about, also perhaps how you would feel about another member joining us” He murmured, placing a kiss on your clothed stomach.

“What rules did you have, Wooyo?” you hummed, closing your eyes as he continued his ministrations.

“No one is to taste you, that is just mine” he continued “and I will also decide what you are doing with who after you have agreed of course”.

“That’s fine” you purred as his hands crept up under his shirt “whatever you want”. You couldn’t help leaning back into the couch spreading your thighs even wider for him.

“I want to watch you suck Jongho’s dick, want to watch him fuck you from behind” he admitted leaning forward to press a kiss to you covered core. “Will you do that for me baby, will you let him fuck you?” 

“Yes” you whined letting him nuzzle his face against your cover core, your fingers threading into his hair as he continued to tease you, chuckling darkly as he felt your wetness beginning to soak through the flimsy fabric.

“Good because he will be home and minute now and he was as enthusiastic as San was” he mumbled against you one of his fingers hooking under the fabric to pull it aside exposing your slick folds to the warmth of his breath. Licking a long lazy stipe through your fold you let your head drop back against the pillows enjoying the feeling of his perfect tongue on you. Sucking your clit between his lips you moaned softly hearing the front door open.

“Well that's a very nice welcome home” Jongho’s honeyed voice filled your ears making your eyes pop open to look at him.

“Thought I should get her ready for you” Wooyoung grinned smugly, pulling away from you his lips shining with your arousal.

“That’s why you are my favorite hyung” Jongho replied, his eyes glued to your exposed slit.

“I’m going to always be your favorite after I let you fuck my girl” Wooyoung laughed getting up from the floor and pulling you forward so he could pull his shirt up over your head to leave you in just your underwear.

“Fuck” Jongho whispered stepping towards you his eyes trailing over your breasts hungrily “So I can kiss her, fuck her and finger her I just can’t taste her?”

“Yep” Wooyoung agreed instantly, looking almost predatory as he sat on the armchair to your right watchin closely as Jongho continued to move closer to you. 

“Can I?” Jongho breathed softly, his eyes finally meeting yours, asking if you would actually let him do what Wooyoung had told him he could do.

“Please Jjongie” you swallowed hard feeling how much slick was pooling between your legs at this point. “I wanna make you feel good”.

Jongho pulled you to your feet gently, his hands almost shaking as he moved to grab your hips before slowly brushing them up your sides to your waist before closing the distance and pressing his lips to yours. His lips were so tentative as he continued to move them against yours, you sighed quietly running your tongue along his bottom lip to encourage him while pulling him in further by his shoulders one hand fisting in his hoodie that he was still wearing. Feeling your enthusiasm Jongho pressed you against him, letting his tongue invade your mouth to suck on your own while you slipped one hand down to squeeze his half hard length.

“Shit, how do you want to do this on your knees or sitting?” he gasped against your lips.

“Sit down, she can show you how good her throat is, can’t you baby? be his perfect little whore” Wooyoung cooed as you couldn’t stop the whine coming from your lips. Jongho sat watching you intensely as you sank to your knees where Wooyoung had been before. You gently ran your fingernails up his thighs leaning forward to grab the zipper between your teeth wiggling your arse as you did to make sure Wooyoung was enjoying the view as much as Jongho was going to enjoy your mouth. Freeing him from his pants you couldn’t help how your eyes widened in surprise at the thick heavy cock that sprang up against the fabric of his clothes, it was almost as pretty as your boyfriends straight, veiny and leaking as your grasped it to lazily stroke it a few times before licking a teasingly slow stripe from his balls to the blushing pink tip. Circling the tip a few times with your tongue you allowed your saliva to pool in your mouth before letting it begin to drip down the hard flesh, Jongho’s breathing was coming out in shallow puffs as you finally looked up to meet his eyes through your lashes and sank your lips down around him as far as you could.

“Oh Fuck” Jongho groaned one hand carding into your hair to cup your head.

“Such a good girl baby. Go on, swallow his whole cock baby” Wooyoung playfully encouraged your desperation.

Working your hand in time with your mouth you worked on relaxing your throat and jaw so you could take as much of his length into you without gagging each bob of your head causing more of your spit to leak from the corners of your mouth. Holding your head Jongho because to carefully thrust his hips his breath coming out in heavy pants now as you swallowed as much as you could of him. 

“So eager to swallow Jongho’s dick, acting like I don’t give you mine” Wooyoung groaned while Jongho began loudly groaning as you hummed around his cock.

“Such a heavenly mouth” he groaned rolling his hips harder and forcing you further onto his length you were almost at your limit your lips stretched around his fat cock the tips bumping the back of your throat with each movement swallowing around him you felt Jongho start to lose his composure forcing your head lower until he was actually fucking into your mouth. Choking slightly you gurgled around him trying to remember to breathe through your nose as he held you still and fucked himself as far as he could into your throat maoning as your throat restricted him with every slight gag tears running down your cheeks.

“Do you want Jongho to cum down your throat baby? Going to drink it all down?” Wooyoung mocked, smirking as you whined pathetically as Jongho continued to use your throat as his own personal cocksleeve. You felt him begin to swell on your tongue, his cock twitching as he got closer and closer to his high.

“Ahh…shit..”Jongho called loudly forcing his cock as far into your mouth as he could your nose brushing his pubic bone as he released thick ropes of hot cum into your throat and mouth as you desperately swallowed so you wouldn’t waste any. Jongho pulled himself from your swollen lips wiping your tears with his thumbs while you licked the last of his seed from your lips, opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue to show him you had swallowed most of it.

“You are incredible” Jongho panted, his voice strained as you preened under his praise.

“Don’t forget your manners baby” Wooyoung scolded half heartedly, his eyebrows raised as he looked at you seriously.

“Thankyou Jjongie” you whispered roughly as you swallowed again trying to clear your throat.

“Come here” Jongho grinned, pulling you off the ground and swinging you over his shoulder taking you to Wooyoung’s room.

“Undress Jongho” Wooyoung ordered making himself comfortable at the end of the bed, stripping himself of most of his clothes.

You helped Jongho pull his hoodie and shirt over his head, dropping it beside you as you worked on shimmying his jeans and boxers down his legs. You had never really seen Jongho without clothes and you couldn’t help but stare at his toned chest and perfect thighs when they were finally exposed to you. He kissed you against his hands groping and squeezing your flesh as his tongue once again plundered your mouth licking into it as you whined against him feeling his hardness against you. Backing you up to the bed, Jongho lowered you to the mattress, kissing his way down your neck to your breasts, pinching and teasing each of your nipples until they were puffy and red before lapping at them with his tongue.

“Please Jongho, more” you whimpered arching into him as he sucked light marks all over both the mounds of flesh, pushing your underwear aside he moaned against your skin as he felt how dripping wet your folds were allowing him to easily push one finger inside you pumping it a few times before adding a second and then a third opening you up ready for him. Fucking you with his fingers the obscene squelch that filled the room made your cheeks flush with embarrassment about how easy it was for Jongho to get you needy for him. Your walls started to tighten, quivering around his digits as you quickly began to feel your orgasm approaching you hips bucking against his hand. Jongho moved back to your face, kissing you deeply as you mewled, arching and rolling your hips until you felt yourself fall over the edge.

“Jongho...ngh…Oh god” you cried, your nectar flooding around his fingers and dripping onto his palm.

“Fuck, you didn’t tell me she squirts” Jongho ground out his eyes watching your hole clenching around his fingers rapidly.

“My girl is a good girl, she loves to squirt on the nice boys who fuck her properly” Wooyoung purred as Jongho slipped his fingers from you giving them to you to suck clean, you licked and suckled them until he was satisfied letting them go with a lewd pop and he manhandled you onto your knees at the edge of the bed. “Be as rough as you want, she won’t break”.

Jongho dragged his leaking cock head against your folds, pressing it against your clit making you jolt, both he and Wooyoung laugh before he sheathed himself completely inside you, bottoming out with a long moan. Even with the prep you could feel him splitting you in half his thick cock stretching your walls almost painfully as he gave you a moment to adjust. Gripping your hips bruisingly he because snapping his hips against your arse rapidly each thrust forcing you forward before he dragged you back against him in a brutal pace bouncing you against him until he pushed your face down towards the bed letting him push even deeper inside you until his cock was almost kissing your cervix. 

“Ah..Ah…Jjongie” You pleaded, bunching the sheets uselessly between your fingers trying to ground yourself.

“Is Jongho fucking you properly baby? Just like Sannie? Wootoung teased making you turn your head towards him, finding him idly stroking himself as he watched Jongho’s cock split you open. 

“Fuck can I cum inside her or not?” Jongho strained not slowing his pace as he partially draped himself over you to kiss between your shoulder blades hitting the gummy spot within your walls the made you see stars.

“Yes Jjongie… fuck please fill me up” you begged between harsh breaths and loud cries.

“Yeah Jongho fuck her full, you would love that wouldn’t you being filled with another man’s cum again?” Wooyoung rasped so deeply you moaned clenching around Jongho, feeling him falter in his pace, his cock twitching inside you. Slipping his arm around your waist he pressed his fingers against your clit rubbing a few tight circles to get you clenching him again.

“Jongho…Jongho” you chanted as you felt fire reignite in your veins and your vision turn white, you would have collapsed completely into the sheets hand Jongho not been holding your hips so tightly as you spasmed around him your walls continuing to flutter as he fucked you through your orgasm trying to milk him of his release. A few thrusts later Jongho stilled inside you the warmth of his cum spreading through your core as he filled you so full it began to leak out around the base of his dick.

“Fuck, you are such a goddess for me” Wooyoung praised leaning forward to sweep your sweaty hair out of your face.

“I second that” Jongho panted, his cock still inside you even though it was starting to soften.

“Can you lay her on the bed?” Wooyoung asked moving towards the bathroom to get a washcloth to clean you up with. Jongho carefully maneuvered you onto your back before lifting you again and laying you in the middle of Wooyoung’s bed stroking your hair and cheeks as you smiled up at him.   

“Thank you Jjongie” you whispered, reaching out to pull him down towards you.

“I should go clean up and let hyung take care of you��� he smiled shyly as though he hadn’t just tried to fuck your soul out of you.

“I forgot to mention that she gets super clingy afterwards, it took a full hour before she would let go of San Wooyoung, sniggered as he returned holding the warm cloth and carefully wiping your swollen and used folds.

“I guess a little while won’t hurt, but I’m only doing this for her not you hyung” Jongho smiled his usual gummy smile pulling the sheets up over the pair of you and letting you burrow into the side of his chest.

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· agatha x wooyoung x san · chapter 2 · wooyoung felt like doing some fanservice at ateez's fanmeeting, but his boyfriends didn't like that idea.

Wooyoung could be a deity or the Pope at that moment, and San would continue to look at him with the ferocity that belonged to him, by birth, due to so many provocations made that day by the youngest. On the other hand, Agatha oversaw the fight from afar, as if nothing concerned her — but it did, despite the ordeals. It's not like it didn't work like that every single time: the three of them were always faced with a situation similar to that, at least once a month, and for the most stupid reasons of jealousy, but it was a fact. A fact that the three were fully aware of, but had no purpose of reversing it.

— You whine about me, but at the first opportunity, you rub your ass against Yunho, Wooyoung! ON STAGE! And do I have to keep quiet about it? Knowing that if I open any phone, it's the only thing I'll see? — San shouted, his voice reverberating around the room.

— San, come on... It's not like he fucked me, goddammit! Stop being a hypocrite, we do these things for money! Everyday!

— You do…? — She asked, sarcastically.

— I DO NOT!! I respect our relationship enough for me to not think that it is normal to behave like an animal! Is it so hard to understand, you bitch?

— Oh right, so we are calling each other names now…

— DON’T ACT LIKE YOU’RE ALL INNOCENT! On god, you get on my nerves sometimes! Fuck!

That discussion could last hours. Days, if they liked it that way, and for a simple motive: San had felt that Wooyoung was too close to Yunho during the last few days, and that unsettled him deeply. The hands, the looks, the way Wooyoung dared to act like that right there, in front of his boyfriend, infuriated him.

But nothing infuriated him more than seeing Agatha be so passive about the situation.

He didn't want to be seen as the wrong one just because he was the only one bothered by the situation, and his girlfriend wouldn't even give him a chance to defend himself. But what San didn't know was that Agatha had spent the last two days backstage, imagining the easiest ways to keep them away for stupid reasons, like putting them both in different rooms to finish getting ready for the fanmeeting, or even giving Yunho reasons to get him out of the dorm. Unlike San, Agatha was too quiet to verbalize such an irritating feeling that grew more and more every day. Choi San walked back and forth, trying to contain his anger and not curse his boyfriend for anything else. But it was impossible. Wooyoung made the whole situation inconceivable.

— San, why don’t you go take your bath? You don’t seem calm enough to have this kind of conversation right now. I’ll handle it. — Agatha said, making sure that he could have his alone time at least for a little while. Wooyoung looked at her, sadly.

— Are you mad at me too? — He asked, whining.

— Of course not, Wooyoung — She was, actually — Look… I know it’s kind of your instinct, but you have to understand that San doesn’t take these things very well. You know this better than me, Wooyo…

— I know, love. It just makes me think that maybe he could look at me differently.

— And by that, you mean sexually?

And there was the reason they avoided solving that problem: sex. It was fun, as much as this agonizing first stage existed, to roleplay in that scenario. Wooyoung always brought some concern being the brat that he was, San had the opportunity to take out his rage and Agatha could 'suffer' the benefits without even lifting a finger. All three would win in the end.

Wooyoung agonized and his face turned red with embarrassment, despite the small smile that grew on his face when he started to respond.

— You know that you could ask to have sex, right? Like an adult…

— What’s the fun in that? I mean… 

— The sex?? — She laughed, confused

— I know! But it is kinda better when he’s angry at me, he makes me feel more special when he’s jealous.

— So it is all just because you want some attention to yourself?

— I always want attention, love... I just think you didn’t know it yet.

So after a little while, they did what Wooyoung most wanted: to go to their bedroom. Specifically San’s bedroom at the dorm, since they were waiting for him to come out of the bathroom. But they weren’t ordinary waiting like normal people would do after that ugly argument.

When San came out of his bedroom, the view of his girlfriend lying down with her back turned to him naked, while Wooyoung seemed so happy wearing some sort of man lingerie, all naked and his head resting on his girlfriend’s ass. He could not believe it, even though he expected it. His head tilted a bit, confused.

— What do you think you’re doing? — He asked, muttering his words nervously. San was not the type to react well to surprises. — Oh, hi my Ruby! — Wooyoung said, happily — I just wanted to make it up to you, Agatha said that you would like my fit! Do you?

— I… — He was speechless, of course, his eyes shifting from him to Agatha, who now bent her head a little bit, just to see his face and mock him — I do, Wooyoung. But I don’t like the idea of making it up to me by sex.

— You don’t? — She asked, eyes scanning every bit of him — Why do you like that, then?

— Like what?

— Shivering.

San was, indeed, visually pleased by his view, but what he didn’t know was that he was supposed to control it physically. He was the worst at that, and he knew it.

— You’re gonna wait for me to start? Cause I can, and you can be there watching it, right Wooyoung?

— Mhmhum 

— Right, baby? We can have fun without him…

She took out her blanket and made Wooyoung move a bit to her side, getting on top of him but still letting her at the sight of San, who, at this point, made himself comfortable at the door frame to watch them. Agatha started riding Wooyoung slowly, even tho he still had a little piece of underwear on, just to see how much he would take it. She started scratching his chest, making way to lay over him and kiss his lips.

San wouldn't admit it, but he was so mesmerized by the sound of both of them — Wooyoung being the loudest in that situation — that he was slowly walking towards them, making his way just to watch them better.

— Sannie, please. I want in… — Wooyoung whined again, as he always did, looking at him pleading.

And San could be everything, jealous, wild, possessive, angry, unreasonable. But if there was one thing he couldn't do, it was refuse whatever the request was from both of his boyfriends. Kneeling on the bed next to the two, San made enough effort for Wooyoung to also stay in the same position, in front of him, the one who was moaning all the time with any movement, already too sensitive for anything. San didn't show much mercy as he ripped off the boy's lingerie, completely exposing him in the middle of him and Agatha, who in turn had already put herself in a better position so that the three of them could enjoy that moment, Wooyoung automatically looking for more contact with his partner with his body,  something that only left San increasingly stressed with impatience. Letting the younger man get comfortable with her, penetrating slowly while San did the same to him, Wooyoung felt like he could cum right there, but he didn't want to, especially because that meant he would disappoint them both once again. The movement was smooth enough that he lost his temper once again, the movement was calm enough that he lost his patience once again, and began to increase the pressure with which he moved against both of them. Meanwhile, San concentrated on getting maximum contact and providing maximum support for his girlfriend while they fucked, but still squeezing her from behind, around her waist... San could remain for a thousand years just feeling the heat of her body, even if that way.

— You like that, hm? You’re such a whore, Wooyoung-ah… There are two people fucking you, and still… You don’t feel like that's enough? — San said, out of breath.

— Please… Just… Hm.. ‘lmost 

— There’s no please.

San roughly hold Wooyoung by his waist, tearing down the contact between him and her and laying him down between San’s thighs, looking up so he could stare at San’s dick and his face at the same time. Then he pulled Agatha closer to him, with her back touching his chest.

— You are gonna lick every single drop that falls to your face, and I want you to be satisfied by it, okay? Touch yourself, rub your dick against our bed, whatever. Just don’t touch me, or her.

Wooyoung nodded, scared enough not to dare to say anything, sticking to his right of watching the most beautiful scene ever, which proceeded to Agatha being fucked roughly, almost as if San was putting his effort to get more and more from her, nonstop. Wooyoung was trembling at the sounds, the taste, his hand. Everything was so sensitive that it was hurting him so much everywhere.

It continued like that for a long time, long enough for them to be finished — except for Wooyoung, who just ended up tired and giving up after the first orgasm. Agatha lay down by his side, tired as well, hugging him by the side while San got up to clean what he could.

— You’re mean to me… — Wooyoung whined, again, but this time tearing up a little.

— I’m not.

— You are! I wanted to… Have it all too…

— Wooyoung, you have to behave sometimes, you know? — Agatha muttered, her hands ruffling his hair — It’s kinda hard for me to see you all kinky with someone else.

— So you were mad at me!

— Of course I was, why would I make you wear that lingerie? I wanted him to tear you down badly so I didn’t have to.

— My love! — Wooyoung yelled, in complete resentment — I thought you liked me! You betrayed me!!

— I could say the same about you, baby…

San jumped on the bed, getting cozy between both of them, once again tearing the contact between Agatha and Wooyoung.

— Now shush Wooyo, let’s sleep ‘mkay?

— I don’t want to…

— And what do you want, my love? — Agatha asked before San could say anything.

— … Ice cream…

Wooyoung made San and Agatha laugh audibly, in disbelief.

— Okay, but only if you promise to behave tomorrow at the concert, okay?

— Okay, Ruby! I already said I will!

— Fine, fine. I’ll buy you some. Give me a minute.

It was just a matter of San leaving after changing so that Wooyoung turned to his girlfriend, giving the brattiest smile he had before murmuring between a kiss:

‘I promise I won’t, okay?’