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syuga-s · 6 months ago

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love you yes

w.c. 7.3k pairing. changkyun x fem!reader genre. this time is just SMUT i'm sorry a/n. NSFW MDNI !!! idk i've had this one sitting around for a while,, does anyone else get this same aura from this man?? he's SO!!! yk, ANYWAYYYY i did this fic for my sake but i still hope you all enjoy it, straight smut, nothing kinky just calling him daddy and him calling you slut once (lovingly), hope i didn't miss anything LOVE Y'ALL

You had always been enchanted by the alluring and provocative nature of shunga art, entranced by the vivid depictions of passion and desire. As you stood in the bustling gallery, surrounded by a sea of people, your gaze fixated on the explicit imagery. Lost in thought, you suddenly felt a presence beside you and turned to see a man, his eyes fixated on the same image that had enraptured you.

"Isn't it fascinating?" he said with a warm smile. "The way they captured every intimate detail, every moment of pleasure."

You couldn't help but nod in agreement, a rush of exhilaration coursing through your veins at the man's audacity in approaching you. The bustling gallery around suddenly faded into the background as his presence enveloped you. His voice was like warm honey, drawing you in with each smooth word, and his confident demeanor only added to his irresistible charm. You found yourself unable to resist him, completely captivated by his boldness and charisma.

"They say that shunga was meant to be both arousing and educational," he continued. "A way for couples to explore their desires and learn from each other."

As he spoke, you felt a tingling energy surge through your body. It was clear that both of you held an intense admiration for this age-old longing, and a sense of connection formed between you in that moment.

"I'm Changkyun," he said, extending his hand towards you.

You took it gently in your own. "Y/N," you replied with a shy smile.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Y/N," Changkyun said, his warm smile making you feel at ease. You both stood there, surrounded by art full of passion and intimacy. It was as though this exhibit had brought you together for a reason.

Your hands touched and you felt a spark of electricity between you, igniting a fire within you that you hadn't felt in years. Changkyun's gaze lingered on your face as if trying to decipher your thoughts.

As the gallery buzzed with visitors admiring the provocative artwork, Changkyun leaned in closer to you, his voice barely above a whisper. "Would you like to explore the gallery together? I find that art is best appreciated when shared with someone who understands its true beauty."

You felt a thrill run through you at the prospect of walking with Changkyun by your side. Without hesitation, you nodded in agreement, eager to learn more about art in his company.

You were drawn to him in the sea of art enthusiasts because he seemed genuinely engaged with the work, and not just there to be seen. He studied each piece carefully, his brow furrowed slightly as he took it all in.

Later, when he approached your corner of the gallery, your heart pounded in your chest. This man is out of your league, you reminded yourself silently. But still, you couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement when your eyes locked again.

“There's something about this particular painting that intrigues me," Changkyun said, gesturing towards a piece depicting two lovers entwined in a passionate embrace.

You moved closer to him, your breath catching as you followed his gaze. This piece was indeed captivating, and it was your favorite, you used vivid colors and intricate details that seemed to come alive under the soft gallery lights.

As you both stood in front of the painting, Changkyun's presence beside you sent a wave of warmth through your body. You found yourself studying your painting with new eyes. The air between you crackled with an unspoken tension, both of you acutely aware of the magnetic pull drawing you closer together.

"I can't help but wonder what their story is," Changkyun mused, his voice low and husky.

"Maybe they’re forbidden lovers," you whispered, your voice barely audible in the hushed gallery.

“You’re incredibly talented,” Changkyun said after studying your work closely for several minutes.

“Thank you,” you replied with a smile. “It’s always nice when someone recognizes that.”

“Of course,” he said earnestly. “May I ask where your inspiration comes from?”

You felt a rush of vulnerability at his question, unsure whether you were ready to reveal the depths of your creativity to a near stranger. But something in Changkyun's gaze urged you to open up, to share a part of yourself that you rarely showed others.

With a soft sigh, you began to speak, your words tinged with passion and emotion. "It comes from the raw emotions that we all carry within us," you explained, your eyes searching his face for understanding. "I paint to capture the unspoken desires, the hidden truths that lie beneath the surface of our everyday lives."

Changkyun listened intently, his gaze unwavering as he absorbed your words. There was a flicker of something in his eyes, a glimmer of recognition that made your heart skip a beat. “That’s fascinating. You seem to capture those beautifully.”

A warmth spread through you at his compliment. “It’s a way for me to explore and express my own feelings too.”

“I can definitely sense that,” Changkyun said, his gaze lingering on one of your paintings. “Your work evokes a strong emotional response.”

You smiled, feeling a sense of validation from his words. “Thank you. It means a lot coming from you, I get the feeling that not everyone appreciates art as much as you do.”

For hours, you lost yourselves in conversation about art, history, and desire. It was as if you were two kindred spirits brought together by your shared passions. Changkyun's knowledge and enthusiasm were intoxicating, leaving you hungry for more.

As the evening drew to a close and the gallery began to empty out, Changkyun offered one last piece of wisdom.

"You know," he said, his voice low and seductive, "shunga was also used as a form of foreplay. Couples would study the images together, letting them ignite their desires before they became lost in each other's arms."

You felt a rush of heat at his words, your body responding to the suggestive tone of his voice. Changkyun's eyes darkened with desire as he watched your reaction.

"Perhaps we could continue this discussion somewhere more... private," he suggested, his words laced with an unmistakable invitation.

Your heart raced at the thought of being alone with him, finally giving in to the electric chemistry that had been building throughout the night. With a simple nod, you let him take your hand and lead you out of the gallery.

Outside, the cool night air did little to quell the fire that burned between you. Changkyun's private car was waiting at the curb, a sleek black sedan with tinted windows.

He held the door open for you, his touch sending shivers down your spine. As you settled into the plush leather seats, the anticipation thick in the air, you couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement at what was to come.

The driver pulled away from the curb, leaving the hustle and bustle of the city behind. In the privacy of his car, the tension between you was palpable, each passing moment filled with unspoken desire.

Changkyun's hand brushed against yours, sending a jolt of electricity through you as he leaned in closer. The world outside the car seemed to fade away as his lips met yours in a gentle, yet passionate kiss. The warmth of his embrace, the sweetness of his touch, all enveloped you in a haze of desire.

As the car sped towards its destination, Changkyun's hands explored every inch of you, igniting a fire within your core. You moaned into his mouth as he cupped your breasts through the thin fabric of your dress, teasing your sensitive nipples to hardened peaks.

You lost yourself in Changkyun's embrace, feeling a connection unlike any you had experienced before. His hands explored your body with a reverence that made your heart race, igniting a fire within you that burned hotter with each passing moment.

The driver glanced at you in the rearview mirror, but you were too consumed by passion to care. With one swift motion, Changkyun reached forward and pulled up the partition, enclosing you in a bubble of desire. Now shielded from intrusive eyes, you could fully indulge in your hunger without inhibition.

With the barrier in place, Changkyun's touch grew bolder, his fingers tracing tantalizing patterns along your skin. You arched into his embrace, craving more of his electrifying touch.

When the car finally came to a stop outside his luxurious penthouse, Changkyun wasted no time in leading you inside, his lips never leaving yours as he eagerly explored your mouth. As you stumbled through the door, your clothes fell to the floor in a trail of discarded fabrics. Naked and exposed, you stood there for a moment, taking in each other's bodies.

The air was heavy with anticipation as he guided you to his bedroom, where the soft glow of fixtures casted shadows across the room.

Changkyun's eyes devoured your curves, his desire for you evident in the way his eyes lingered on every inch of your nude form. He took your hand and led you to the bed, his touch electrifying as he guided you to the soft mattress.

He pulled you down with him, his body pressing against yours. You could feel the hardness of his erection against your abdomen, a testament to his arousal.

Changkyun's lips trailed down your neck, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. He kissed his way to your breasts, his tongue flicking over your nipples, making them stand at attention.

You moaned softly, your body trembling with anticipation. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently, making you arch your back and moan in pleasure.

Changkyun was everything you had imagined and more. His muscular frame glistened, and his hard cock stood proud, asking for your undivided attention. You couldn't help but feel a surge of delight knowing that you were the one who was making him hard.

A playful grin tugged at your lips as you knelt down and enveloped him with your mouth, relishing in the pulsing sensation of his entire being. A low moan of delight escaped him as you teased his velvety skin with your tongue, drawing circles around his most sensitive spot before engulfing him fully in your throat.

As you continued to pleasure Changkyun, you could feel his hand tangling in your hair, pulling you closer to him. You moaned around his cock, loving the way he tasted.

His hips bucked beneath you, thrusting himself deeper into your mouth. You could feel him hitting the back of your throat, which only made you want him more.

His hand left your hair and began to caress your cheek, his touch gentle yet firm. It sent a quiver of desire through you.

"That's it, baby," he whispered breathlessly. "Take all of me. Show me what you can do."

With a renewed sense of purpose, you began to suck harder, his shaft throbbing in your mouth. Your eyes watered from the intensity, but he refused to let go. Changkyun groaned loudly, his hips jerking uncontrollably. You could feel his balls tightening and knew he was about to cum.

As a stream of warm liquid filled your mouth, you greedily swallowed it down, the taste of him was intoxicating—earthy and musky with a hint of sweetness—, and for a few moments, you stayed on your knees, still savoring him.

As you looked up at Changkyun's flushed face and heaving chest, you knew that this was just the beginning of the night.

Changkyun pulled you to your feet, his eyes filled with a hunger that mirrored your own. He kissed you deeply, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth as your bodies pressed together, the heat between you still unbearable.

Changkyun kissed his way down your body, leaving a trail of wet kisses and lingering bites that sent shivers down your spine. He settled between your thighs, spreading them wide to give him full access to your dripping core.

His hot breath fanned across your sensitive folds, making you ache with need. You moaned softly as he dipped his tongue into your wetness, tracing circles around your clit before suckling it gently into his mouth.

You gripped the sheets beneath you as he expertly tormented you with his skilled tongue. Waves of pleasure crashed over you with each flick and swirl, building an inferno of need deep within you.

You arched your back off the bed as he added two fingers to the mix, thrusting them in and out of you at an agonizingly slow pace. Your walls clenched around him as you neared the edge of ecstasy, desperate for release.

Sensing your urgency, Changkyun quickened his pace, pumping his fingers into you while lashing at your swollen clit with his tongue. The coil inside you tightened until it was almost unbearable before finally snapping free.

Your body shuddered and convulsed as you came, your cry of pleasure echoing through the room. Changkyun continued to lavish attention on your sensitive spots, milking every last drop of pleasure from your body.

Finally, he pulled away, his breaths heavy and his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He leaned in to kiss you, his lips tender and passionate yet demanding in their depth.

"I want to be inside you," he whispered hoarsely, his body still trembling from the intensity of your orgasm.

"I want that too," you breathed, your desire for him still burning bright.

With a flourish, he reached for a condom and rolled it onto his throbbing erection. He positioned himself at your entrance, his eyes never leaving yours as he entered you slowly, filling you completely.

You moaned at the sensation, your body adjusting to his size and penetration. He began to set a punishing pace, his hips slamming against yours with powerful thrusts.

The sound of your bodies colliding filled the room along with your ragged breaths and sinful moans. It was as if you were two souls perfectly attuned to each other's desires, lost in a symphony of pleasure and passion.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, urging him deeper as he fucked you relentlessly.

His hands gripped your hips, pulling you closer with each thrust, his cock hitting your G-spot with precision. You cried out, the pleasure-pain washing over you like a tidal wave.

Changkyun's eyes locked onto yours, the hunger in them growing more intense with each passing moment. He increased his pace, his hips slamming against your body with a ferocity that was both painful and exhilarating.

You could feel your orgasm building, the tension in your body reaching a breaking point. Your walls clenched around him, stilling his movements for a moment as he groaned, his erection twitching inside you.

"Come for me, baby," he growled, his voice low and husky. "Let me feel you come around me."

With those words, you shattered beneath him like fragile glass, every nerve ending on fire as you rode out wave after wave of mind-numbing bliss. Changkyun's movements grew erratic as he chased his own release, thrusting into you with abandon until he finally found his own sweet release.

With a guttural cry, he emptied himself, and you held him close as his body shuddered with the force of his orgasm, your hearts pounding in sync as you slowly came back down to earth.

You lay tangled together, limbs intertwined, basking in the afterglow of merging of two souls into one.

As your breathing returned to normal, Changkyun rolled onto his back and pulled you into his arms. You rested your head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

Changkyun's fingers traced lazy circles on your skin. With a contented sigh, you turned to him, a question lingering on your lips.

"Changkyun, what do you do for a living?" you asked, curiosity piqued by the enigmatic man beside you.

He let out a soft chuckle, his lips curling into a sly smirk. "Ah, the fancy world of art brokering," he responded with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "I'm just a middleman, making deals to appease wealthy collectors."

"Well, well, look at you, Mr. Art Expert," you teased, unable to resist poking fun at him.

Changkyun's grin widened, mischief glinting in his eyes. "Oh, you have no idea," he said playfully but with a knowing tone. "But someone's got to do it, right?"

Lost in the quiet intimacy of the moment, Changkyun turned to you, a question lingering on his lips. "You know, I've been thinking about what I saw earlier, about your art and the passion you clearly have.”

Changkyun's gaze softened, his fingers tracing patterns on your skin. "I’m thinking," he began, his voice gentle, "Y/N, your talent, your passion—it's undeniable. And I believe that with the right guidance, you could achieve great things."

You looked at him, surprise flickering in your eyes. "What do you mean?" you asked, curiosity tinged with excitement.

"I mean, I see potential in you that I don't often see in people," Changkyun explained, his gaze never leaving yours. "And I want to help you harness that potential, reach for the stars. Would you like that?"

His words filled you with a mix of wonder and gratitude, and you nodded, your breath catching in your throat. "Yes, I-I would," you stammered, feeling honored and touched by his offer.

Changkyun smiled, a warmth spreading across his face. "Good. Then let's start by visiting my gallery tomorrow," he said, and you felt a surge of pride and excitement.

"Your gallery?" you asked, not quite believing it.

"Yes, my gallery. It's where I showcase the best art I can find, and I think you should be a part of it," he said, his hand still tracing patterns on your skin.

Your heart swelled at his offer. To have someone like Changkyun believe in you and your work—it was a dream come true. "I don't know what to say," you murmured, overcome with emotion.

Changkyun reached out and took your hand in his, his touch reassuring. "You don't have to say anything honey," he said softly. "I want to do this for you."

And true to his word, Changkyun became not only your mentor but also your partner and patron. Together, you attended gallery openings, networking events, and exhibitions. With him by your side, you felt unstoppable.

As an artist in her mid-20s who grew up in a regular town, it's still hard for you to believe this is your life now. Changkyun has shown you so much of the world already—trips to Berlin, Rome and Paris for art shows—and there are even bigger things planned on the horizon.

You wake up to the sound of your phone buzzing on the bedside table. The screen illuminates, displaying a text from Changkyun.

"Good morning, sweetheart. I'm sorry to disturb your sleep, but I have an early meeting and just wanted to remind you that I won't be home for breakfast. There's money on the kitchen counter if you need anything. Have a great day! xx"

You smile and yawn simultaneously at his sweet message. Changkyun has been such a wonderful boyfriend - well, more like sugar daddy - since you started dating a few months ago. Not only is he incredibly generous, but he's also so supportive of your art career, and he continues to give you opportunities and connections that you could have only dreamed of before.

You stretch your limbs under the soft sheets before getting out of bed. Padding barefoot across your - his - apartment, which is filled with artwork both have collected together over the past months, you find his handwritten note: "Have a beautiful day, love," accompanied by a stack of bills.

But perhaps what surprises you the most about this new life is how amazing it feels when Changkyun fucks you. It feels real, not transactional like you thought it would at first (not that there's anything wrong with that). The way he makes love to every inch of your body sometimes makes you feel like you’re going to melt away into nothingness.

The memory comes rushing back as you stare at his note, a warm flush of desire spreading through you. The way he looks at you with those dark eyes, full of a warmth and hunger that's so intoxicating. His large hands skimming over your skin, leaving sparks under his touch. The way his lips move against your own, each kiss deepening the connection between you.

You shake your head to clear the images from your mind. You had work to do. Lately, you’ve been feeling inspired to create a new series of paintings based on the experiences you’ve been livng with Changkyun.

As you set up your easel and lay out your paints, you let yourself drift back into those memories for inspiration. It's like flicking through a rolodex of the most vivid fantasies—Changkyun fucking you in your Paris hotel room; Changkyun fucking you against the floor-to-ceiling window of his gallery; Changkyun eating you out on the rooftop terrace of his New York penthouse.

The familiar heat between your legs grows more intense as you picture each scene in vivid detail. You can practically feel his hands on your body, his mouth on yours. Your nipples pucker beneath your thin cotton top as you remember how it feels when he takes them into his mouth one by one, sucking and biting until you’re gasping for air.

You slide a hand down over the curve of your hip to slip under the waistband of your panties. Your pussy already soaked with need, hot and swollen as you circle two fingers over your clit. You moan softly to yourself.

Lost in fantasy, you don't hear the door open or feel the presence behind you until it's too late. "Naughty girl," a low voice murmurs right next to your ear, sending shivers down your spine. "You should know better than to play with yourself without permission."

You turn your head to find Changkyun standing there, a wicked smile playing at the corners of his lips. You feel a flush of embarrassment wash over you, but it's quickly replaced by a surge of desire as you meet his gaze.

"I'm sorry," you say breathlessly. "I couldn't help it. I was just thinking about you and—" Before you can finish the sentence, he grabs you by the wrist and pulls you to your feet. His eyes are dark with hunger as he captures your lips in a ruthless kiss.

"Turn around," he growls against your mouth.

Your knees go weak at the command in his voice, but you manage to do as he says. You face the easel again, bracing yourself against it with both hands. A moment later, you hear the sound of fabric rustling, followed by Changkyun's hand coming down to fondle your ass cheek, before you could blink a hard slap came.

"Mmm… such a pretty little slut," he purrs. "Did you enjoy teasing yourself while you thought of me?"

"Yes," you moan, arching into another spank.

He chuckles low in his throat before trailing hot kisses down the curve of your spine. Your t-shirt pushed up around your shoulders now, leaving your back bare for him to feast upon. Each kiss is like a jolt of electricity straight to your core, making you ache for more.

He reached for your panties and immediately tugged them down until they were pooling around your ankles. He pressed a hand between your shoulder blades to keep you steady as cool air rushed over your exposed flesh.

"Mmm… look at this pretty pussy," he murmurs appreciatively. "So wet and prepared for me." You whimper as his fingers brush over your soaked folds, teasing you with light, feathery touches. "Please, Changkyun," you moan. "I need you."

He chuckles again and slides two fingers deep inside you in one smooth motion. Your walls clench around him, still as tight and eager as the first time he ever touched you like this. "Is this what you need, sweetheart? Or do you prefer my cock—huh?—filling up this greedy little hole?"

His thumb find your clit and rubs slow circles over the sensitive nub as he sets a punishing pace with his fingers. Each thrust is like a shockwave rippling through you from head to toe, building the pressure in your core higher and higher until you’re on the edge of pure bliss.

"Do you want to come for me, baby?" he growls. "Tell me how badly you need it."

"So fucking bad," You moan desperately. "Please, daddy, let me cum for you." He grins against your skin before pulling his hand away completely. Making you whine at the loss of contact but you get silenced by a sharp gasp as something much bigger takes its place.

"Oh fuck," you pant as he slowly sinks into you inch by agonizing inch. He feels so good stretching you open like this—the perfect combination of hard and soft that always leaves you craving more. When his hips are flush against yours, he rests a hand on the small of your back to hold you steady.

"Better?" You can hear that smug smile in his voice even without looking at him.

"So much better," you breathe out.

Without any warning or hesitation, Changkyun pulls back and slams forward again with enough force to knock the (easel) breath right out of your lungs. He sets a relentless pace right from the start—every thrust deeper and harder than the last—as if trying to fuck all thoughts from your mind except for him.

You cling to the easel for dear life, moaning and gasping like a wanton slut as he uses you. The sound of your bodies colliding fills the air, along with the scent of sex and sweat. You can feel the tension coiling tighter and tighter in your belly with each thrust, your orgasm just out of reach. "Please," begging him to let you finish. "I'm so close daddy."

Changkyun grunts in response, but it's not clear if he heard you or if he even cares. Then his hand wraps around your hip, angling it just so to change the angle of his cock—right against that spot that makes you see stars.

Your walls clamp down on him instinctively as the ecstasy crashes over you. Vaguely aware of loud moans filling the room—neither one of you is able nor willing to hold back anymore—as Changkyun fucks you through your orgasm until he's coming too, pulsing hot and heavy inside you.

You stay like that for a few moments until your breathing slows down and your heart rates return to normal. Changkyun finally slips out of you with a low groan before turning you around to face him with a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

Then you're hit with a sudden wave of dizziness. Your legs feel like jelly, and you grab onto his shoulders for support, feeling light-headed from the intensity of your session.

Changkyun raises an eyebrow, concern flickering in his gaze as he steadies you. "Are you okay, sweetheart?" he asks, his voice filled with genuine worry.

You manage a sheepish grin, feeling slightly embarrassed by your body's dramatic reaction. "I think my body is protesting the lack of food," you confess.

And if you weren’t flustered enough, your stomach growled loudly, protesting the lack of sustenance, and you can't help but feel a pang of shyness.

Changkyun quirks an eyebrow, amusement dancing in his eyes as he notices your predicament. "Hungry, are we?" he teases, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

"I think I might've forgotten to eat breakfast," you mumble sheepishly, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks.

Changkyun's expression softens, and he presses a tender kiss to your forehead. "Let's get some food into you before you faint on me," he says gently, guiding you to the kitchen where he prepares you a quick breakfast of pancakes and fresh fruit.

You sat at the kitchen table, nibbling on your pancakes while Changkyun went about his preparations. The embarrassment you felt earlier had dissipated, leaving only warmth in its place. He was like a comforting blanket, wrapping around you when your world threatened to crumble.

Your gaze wandered towards him, taking in every detail of his face as he moved. The way his lips curved upwards in a half-smile was always enough to make your heart flutter. There was an intensity to him that was both alluring and terrifying, but you knew that he was also capable of tenderness.

He placed a plate of fresh fruit in front of you, a slice of watermelon artistically arranged, surrounded by raspberries and strawberries. It was a tiny gesture, but it meant the world to you. You had always appreciated the thought he put into even the smallest details.

On a lazy Saturday afternoon, you were sprawled out on the luxurious couch in the penthouse, gazing out at the lush greenery of Central Park. Lost in your own world of drawing and designing, you were pulled back to reality by Changkyun's captivating presence as he sweetly demanded your attention.

"Let's take a break," he suggested. "I have something that you might enjoy more than working." Intrigued, you observed as he walked over to his wooden cabinet and pulled out a small bottle of amber liquid.

"This is my favorite scotch," Changkyun explained as he poured you each a glass. "It's aged for twenty-five years in sherry casks from Spain." He handed you a glass before raising his own in a toast.

"Are we celebrating something?" You tilt your head slightly, questioning him with a playful glint in your eyes.

"Not really love," he chuckled, leaning in close to kiss your cheek. "I just wanted to share something special with you. You deserve it."

Taking a sip of the amber liquid, you were taken aback by the rich, smoky flavor that sang across your tongue. You couldn't help but let out a small moan of appreciation.

"You like it?" Changkyun asked, a hint of pride in his voice.

"I do," you admitted, taking another sip to savor the taste. "It's incredibly smooth."

He smiled, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

As you sat on the plush leather couch, sipping your drinks, the atmosphere in your shared space felt different.

“Come here,” Changkyun beckoned, his voice low and alluring, as he gracefully rose from the couch and made his way towards the grand piano that occupied a prominent corner of the room. A piano that had to be worth more than your entire art collection. The polished wood gleamed under the gentle illumination, its intricate carvings and gleaming keys a testament to its opulence.

Entranced by his magnetic presence, you followed him eagerly, your heart fluttering with anticipation. As you approached, the scent of aged wood and delicate piano polish enveloped you, adding to the allure of the moment.

Reaching the piano's side, Changkyun paused, his fingers hovering tantalizingly over the smooth surface of the instrument. With a reverent touch, he traced the elegant curves of the piano's frame, a subtle smile playing upon his lips.

Without hesitation, you reached out, grasping onto his shirt and pulling him closer, unable to resist the magnetic pull he had on you.

He chuckled softly at your eagerness, his touch sending shivers down your spine as his hand slid up under your hair, gripping it firmly. The intensity in his gaze never wavered as he spoke, his words dripping with sincerity and adoration.

“You’re amazing baby,” he murmured against your skin, trailing kisses along your jawline. “I'm in awe of everything you are. I want you to know how it feels to be with someone who loves you.”

His words lingered in the air, filling you with a heady mix of desire and anticipation. And then, without missing a beat, he turned back to the piano, his fingers gliding effortlessly across the keys as he began to play.

His fingers moved across the ivory keys with effortless precision. The melody filled the room, weaving its way through the air like a delicate tapestry of sound, evoking a profuse emotions with each note.

As you listened, you were captivated by the fluidity of Changkyun's movements, the passion that infused every chord he struck. The music seemed to speak to something deep within you, stirring feelings that you had long kept hidden.

Lost in the melody, you glanced at Changkyun, marveling at the intensity of his focus as he poured his heart and soul into the performance. His eyes sparkled with a quiet determination, his expression one of pure concentration as he allowed the music to guide him.

You found yourself utterly captivated by the raw emotion woven into every note. The music seemed to transcend time and space, enveloping you in its haunting beauty and leaving you breathless in its wake.

When he finally concluded the piece, the final notes lingering in the air like a whisper, you couldn't help but be filled with awe at the experience he had just shared with you. The intensity of the moment lingered, echoing in the silence that followed.

"I didn't know you actually played the piano," you whispered softly, your voice filled with genuine admiration and surprise. It was a revelation that left you feeling even more connected to Changkyun, as if there were still depths to him waiting to be discovered.

He met your gaze with a warm smile, his eyes shining with quiet satisfaction. "Surprise," he said playfully, a hint of mischief dancing in his eyes.

"It's just another of my hidden talents," he replied with a smirk, his lips twitching upward. "But tell me, do you like how it sounds? I know I've never played for you before."

You licked your lips nervously, trying to find the right words to convey your sincerity. "I loved it. The music is so...soothing and passionate all at once. It's unlike anything I've ever heard before."

Changkyun's ego swelled at your compliment, and he couldn't help but feel proud of himself. He leaned in closer, the scent of his cologne enveloping you in a warm embrace. "You have no idea how much that means to me," he whispered, his voice low and velvety.

He reached out, brushing his fingers lightly over your cheek before pulling you into a warm embrace. Your body melted into his and he added, "There's always more to discover about each other, isn't there?"

You chuckled softly, feeling a sense of warmth wash over you at his light-hearted response. "Absolutely," you agreed, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

"Why were you staring so hard at me?" he teased, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "Felt like you were gonna burn a hole through me."

His unexpected comment caught you off guard, and you couldn't help but laugh at his playful act. "Do you have to be so aware of everything all the time?," you replied with a grin, feeling a rush of affection for his lighthearted spirit. "I was just mesmerized by you."

Changkyun chuckled, his laughter echoing through the room as he leaned in closer to you. "Well, I can't blame you for being dazzled by my talents," he quipped, his tone brimming with playful arrogance.

You rolled your eyes in mock exasperation, playfully swatting at his arm. "Please," you retorted with a smirk. "Don't let that ego of yours get too big now."

Changkyun's playful banter continued, his words laced with a teasing tone that misrepresented the underlying intensity of his desire.

"Weren't you aware that flattery gets you far in life?" he remarked, his gaze lingering on you with a hint of mischief. Despite his mocking tone, you couldn't help but sense the growing heat of his desire simmering just beneath the surface.

"I was just trying to figure out where I knew the melody from."

"Ah, that would be The Swan by Saint-Saens," he smiled, his eyes sparkling with pride. "I took piano lessons as a child, but I've always loved this piece. I never thought I would have the chance to play it for someone special."

At your surprised look, he added, "And you are most definitely special, my dear. More than you could ever know."

You felt yourself blush even harder, your heart swelling with gratitude and affection. "You don't have to say that," you murmured, looking down at the floor.

"But I do," Changkyun insisted, his voice firm and full of conviction. He reached out and cupped your chin, tilted your head up so that you were looking into his eyes. "I love you, and I want you to know how much."

His words hung in the air for a moment, thick with the weight of their meaning. You felt a surge of emotion welling up inside you, your breath caught in your throat as you took in the sincerity of his gaze.

"I love you too," you murmured, your voice barely a whisper.

His fingers tightened ever so slightly on your chin, holding your gaze. A smile slowly spread across his face, a mix of happiness and relief washing over him.

You felt your heart swell, a warmth spreading through your entire body. You wanted to say more, to tell him everything you felt, but the words were stuck in your throat. All you could do was smile back at him, a genuine smile that spoke volumes about how you felt in that moment.

Your lips locked in a passionate kiss with his and you couldn't help but melt into his arms. You gave in to the irresistible temptation of his touch as his hands explored your body, leaving a trail of heat behind them. Your breath caught in your throat as his fingers slipped under your shirt.

His touch was like molten lava, searing your skin as he caressed your bare flesh, and you moaned softly as his lips trailed down your neck to your collarbone. You arched your back, pressing yourself closer to him as his hands continued their sensual exploration of your body, and you could feel your desire building to an almost unbearable level.

"Changkyun," you breathed, your voice thick with need as you clung to him desperately. "I want you." He pulled away slightly, his gaze locking with yours as he grinned wickedly. "I know," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. "Haven't I always given you everything you want?"

You nodded, your breath catching in your throat as he slowly began to remove your clothes. Your heart pounded in your chest as you watched him undress you, anticipation and desire mingling within you as he exposed your bare skin to the cool air of the room.

Once you were completely naked before him, he took a moment to admire your body, his gaze traveling over every curve and dip as if he were committing them to memory. Then, without warning, he suddenly scooped you up into his arms, causing you to squeal in surprise.

"Where are we going?" you demanded, even as you wrapped your arms around his neck for support. He just gave you a smirk, and carried you over to the piano bench and setting you down gently. "Right here," he said, his voice low and seductive as he positioned himself between your legs. "I want to make love to you right here."

Your eyes widened in shock, but you couldn't deny the thrill that ran through you at his words. "Hmm are you sure?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. He nodded, his eyes darkening with lust as he gazed down at you. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life," he murmured, his fingers tracing lightly over your skin. "I want to hear you moan my name as I fuck you, right here in the middle of our living room."

Your heart raced at his words, and you could feel the heat of your arousal pooling between your thighs. As Changkyun's hands roamed over your body, you surrendered to his touch, letting out a soft moan as his fingers brushed against your sensitive nipples.

He took that as encouragement to continue exploring every inch of your skin with his mouth, savoring each bit of flesh.

“So pretty,” he growled before lowering his head to take one nipple between his lips, teasing it gently with his tongue.

You arched into him instinctively and felt a surge of wetness between your legs. His hands roamed freely over the rest of your body—tracing the curve of your hip

“What’s mine is mine alone.” while slowly slipping one finger inside you. “And you are absolutely mine.”

“Yes,” you gasped as another finger joined the first one, stretching you open even more. “All yours.” You lay there naked and vulnerable, every nerve ending on high alert, as he studied you intently.

“Perfect,” he said simply before pulling your legs from the piano bench towards him. He lifted them over his shoulders and buried his face between them, his tongue finding your clit expertly.

You moaned and arched into him as he licked and sucked, his fingers thrusting in and out of you in time with the movements of his mouth. He already knew exactly what you wanted without having to ask.

He stood up suddenly and shed the rest of his clothes quickly before returning to you. You now found yourself lying on the floor with Changkyun hovering above you, his cock hard and ready. He leaned forward and kissed you deeply, letting you taste yourself on his lips. Then he positioned himself at your entrance and pushed inside you in one smooth motion.

You gasped at the sensation of being so completely full of him. He always felt incredible—thick and long and oh so perfect for you. He stilled for a moment to let you adjust before pulling out slightly and then pushing back in again.

You moved together slowly at first, both of you savoring the feeling of your bodies joined like this. But soon your movements became more urgent as the edge approached.

You gripped onto one of the piano legs for support as Changkyun pounded into you relentlessly. Every thrust sent shockwaves through your body until finally, you were both teetering on the brink.

“Come for me, baby,” Changkyun growled as he hit that perfect spot deep inside you one final time. “now please.”

You shattered around him in a cascade of pleasure that left you breathless. His own orgasm followed yours closely; you could feel him pulsing inside you as you both rode out the waves of bliss.

Afterwards, you lay together on the floor, panting and sweaty but utterly satisfied. Changkyun pulled you close to him and pressed a kiss to your forehead. "I love you," he murmured softly, his voice thick with emotion. "So, so much baby."

You smiled up at him, your heart swelling with happiness. "I love you too," you replied, snuggling closer to him.

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femdomlieeh · 1 year ago

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Riding your thigh (m)

Sub!Monsta X ✧ Dom!Fem!Reader

WARNINGS—nsfw ✧ thigh-riding ✧ praising ✧ degrading ✧ dirty talk ✧ mentions of spanking, breath play & oral sex ✧ BDSM ✧ pet names (mommy, babyboy, puppy, princess)

NOW PLAYING—vampire ✧ Olivia Rodrigo

[A/N.] This is unedited and I wrote this a long time ago but I want to prioritize my time and energy on writing new fics instead like

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이호석 / wonho

Wonho's cheeks would puff up, as well as redden at your words. He likes it when you introduce new positions, and in return always acts all innocent with a flustered reaction as if he never knew those types of positions existed — but it's just an act. His cutie-like self would not question you at all; he'd smile and get on your lap without a word. To add more effect to his angel acting he'd maybe ask you about directions.

But once he got to action he no longer seemed like an innocent angel who didn't know what thigh-riding was. His hips would be grinding very seducingly — as if it were an erotic dance he'd practice for months — and his hands would be on your shoulders so there would be space between you so you could see him. He'd love to get praised. Praises would be motivating. This boy would love it so much he'd continue riding you even after cumming if you allowed him to. His stamina comes in handy.

"Should I take my clothes off or keep them on, Mami?"

After your answer he got on your thigh and sat down, ready for fun time.

"Am I doing this right, Mami?" he asked innocently, fully knowing he was a pro, because he wanted praise.

He will not admit that he's a dirty boy. No way. He'll still act like he's too pure to know what thigh-riding is, but every time he gets back on your lap he proves your theory of him being a freak to be true. Despite craving to ride your thigh again, he'll wait for you to tell him to do it instead of asking you. If you want to mess with him you can refrain from ever bringing it up. If you rile him up enough his innocent bubble might burst and he'll beg to get on your though again. Innocent angel? Pfft.

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손현우 / shownu

Hyunwoo's a softie, but he likes it rough. He knows that if he ever were to ride your thighs he wouldn't be able to go any different. Thus he'd be worried of actually getting off too hard on your thighs :C He'd be blushy and try to slow down, even if it wasn't enjoyable for him. You'd have to encourage him and grab his hips and physically make him ride your thigh harder and faster. After a while of seeing that you're completely fine, he'd get more comfortable and let loose of the tension he was previously feeling. The effort he'd put into it would be shocking since he's so shy and 'innocent'.

"B-But, Mama," he stuttered as his cheeks reddened.

"But what, Babybear?"

"I-I don't wanna hurt you," he looked down insecurely.

"You've been such a good boy this week, you deserve to get off on my thigh. Now listen to Mama and ride, okay?"

"Ye-Yes, Mama."

In the future, he would get flustered even at the mere mention of the first time he had ridden your thigh. And because of the embarrassment, he won't have the courage to ask you to do it again. If you asked him to do it again, however, he'd gladly do it (still blushing as if it were his first time, of course). He'd say he'd do it 'because he's a good boy', but the truth is that he had wanted to do it again ever since the first time.

Progressively, he'd feel more easy-going about it, and would muster up the courage to ask you if he could do it again. He'd be stuttering during the little speech that he had prepared beforehand and his face'd become red if you allow him to. Thigh-riding will only be occasional because it's his guilty pleasure and he feels abashed about asking you — but he'll give his all any time he does it. Take the first step for his sake.

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이민혁 / minhyuk

Minhyuk is the human version of a puppy. He would get on your lap and hump you like there was no tomorrow. Boy has no shame and is always up for the dirty.

"Get on my lap."

"Okayyy~" he sang cutely.

Baam! In a second he was sitting comfortably on your lap like you ordered.

"Now ride it, Puppy."

He grinned.

"Okay, Mommyyy~"

Not caring enough to take time to dedress when he's horny, he'd be the one to do it fully clothed. You would maybe need to slow him down, because his great excitement would make him go crazy on your thigh. Guide him through it.

If he doesn't listen to you, give him a spank and he'll be sure to listen. After a while into it, he'd take off his shirt or drag down his collar so you could give him some hickeys. Your attention and affection is important to him. Your hands guiding and caressing his body, your lips and teeth nibbling on his purple skin would be the only way to get him to cum.

"This is so much fun, Mommy," he moaned and arched his back at the sensation.

He threw his head further back to give you more access to his neck. Panting, he managed to say what he wanted the most during that moment: "M-Mark me, Mommy. Please, please, please—"

He will act like such an adorable and good boy for you if it means that he can ride your thigh in the end. From calling you Mommy in sweet scenarios to giving you head without wanting anything in return — he'll do everything to prove that he deserves it. He'll love to do it randomly too. Imagine watching a movie with him on your lap and he suddenly starts grinding slowly on you and whimpers out pleads.

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유기현 / kihyun

Kihyun's eyes would pop out. He'd be shocked people even do that, because he's a pure, holy child of God. It wouldn't take long until the stupefaction would turn into shyness. He'd be so flustered and ask you if he heard you right just to make sure his brain hadn't messed with him. Oh boy would he become even redder after you confirmed he'd heard you right. You'd have to lead him through the whole process or else he'd just sloppily ride you with insecure thoughts hunting him. In a very foreign situation like this one he'd need you to tell him what he should do and what he shouldn't do.

He'd be very obedient and would flush at any compliment you gave him, but on the inside he'd feel very sexy and confident in himself at the praising. By the end of it he'd be back to being pure and holy and would deny that it was indeed very pleasant to ride your thigh. But when you two'd go to sleep that night he wouldn't be able to stop thinking of it as he reluctantly smiled.

"You want me to w-wHat?"

"Ride my thigh."

"A-Are you for sure?"

"Yes. Now."

"I— Uhm— Okay—"

Sheepishly he followed through your command.

"Good boy."

"T-Thank you, M-Mommy."

He will never admit that it feels good. The only time he ever could go against himself and actually admit he was into it will be when he's very, very, very needy for your thigh — which is very rare. But you could also find out that he's into it if you find him watching thigh-riding porn, which by the way would result in him not being able to look you in the eyes for at least a week. It'll be better for you both if he himself tells you that he likes it. And if he does decide to tell you one day, he'll expect you guys to start doing it often.

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채형원 / hyungwon

Hyungwon would get on your lap and look you in the eyes confidently. He's often sassy and shit, but in the bedroom his missions are to impress you and satisfy you — he'd still be a power bottom, but he'd be a nice, not-too-bratty one. You'd have to grab his butt with one hand and choke him with the other, or else he'd physically bring your hands to where they should be. If you called him something other than Princess he'd tell you off. He's the definition of thigh-riding Princess. Since he wants to be a good Princess he'd need you to tell him he is one.

If you didn't praise him enough he'd think he didn't do good. But he wouldn't become sad about it, instead he'd ask you for guidance. By the end of the session he'd be tired and want the Princess treatment — cuddle him and let him sleep on top of you.

"Wanna take a ride?" you asked and patted your thigh.

"Of course, Mommy."

He made his way to you and plumped down on you, putting his ass out in an arch.

"This—" he looks down at your lap and up into your eyes, "—This is my throne."

He will start sitting on your lap more often. Both because he wants some lovey-dovey time and because he wants come touchy-touchy time. If it's the latter he wants, he'll move a little against you to send you signals of what mood he is in, even if it makes him a bad Princess. Another occasion he'd sit on your lap would be when he's jealous and wants to show that he obviously is your Princess. Back to the thigh-riding, he'll make it your routine to do it at least once a week, because it's his favorite form of masturbation.

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이주헌 / joohoney

Jooheon would love the idea as soon as it went past your lips. He's always up for anything Mommy wants. But he'd feel like he needed to put on a show for you and would thereof feel pressured to be good enough for you. Confidentally, he'd get on your thigh, but when it came to actually riding you thigh he wouldn't be as confident since it's his first time doing it on you.

He'd try his best and be as cute for you as possible, moaning out your name, telling you how much he appreciates you, pecking your neck as he hides in it — everything to prove to you that he loves you. If you say something filthy in return he'd keep his head on your shoulder and wouldn't look at you for a while out of embarrassment. If you praised him cutely, however, he'd get giggly and encouraged to continue showing how much of a good boy he is for you. He'd be so exhausted after he cummed, because of how much work he put into it. You better give him nice aftercare.

"Your thigh is so nice, Mommy," he whimpered out.

"You're doing so good, Honey. Only you can look this pretty riding my thigh."

With deeper dimples from smiling, he fastened his pace.

At first he'll only do it if you encourage him to, because then he knows you like it too. Eventually after you've requested to do it a couple more times, he'll become confident and start surprising you every now and then. It'll both be sexy and cutie time. He'll be able to make thigh-riding cute with his small whines at your praises and with his fluffy hair sticking to his forehead. If you don't cuddle afterwards he'll become pouty and cross his arms until you hug and kiss him.

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임창견 / i.m

Changkyun would be like 'finally she asked me'. Like this is something he's wanted to do for so long. No matter how cute he is, he is not innocent at all. Just the thought of rubbing himself against your thigh, whilst looking into your eyes, and moaning for you turns him on. He'd be a little bratty at first, because you didn't want to do it earlier on in the relationship.

Out of all the boys he'd be the one most likely to ask you if you two could do it. Anyway, he'd be a soft boy and would want affection such as kissing, touching, or just praising words, from you at all times. He'd also love it if you helped him by keeping your hands on his hips or if you grinded your thigh up against him. After cumming he'd stop being whiny and would instead be fully satisfied.

"Took you long enough, Mommy."

"What do you mean?"

"I basically live on your lap. I want to be on your lap all the time, Mommy. Whether it's for cuddling or humping," he whined and pouted dramatically with crossed arms.

"Come here, my Babyboy," you said and opened your arms for him.

He kept arms crossed but still listened to you.

"Show me what you want to do on my thigh," you whispered and pecked his pout.

His pout turned into a dimpled smile.

"Okay then, Mommy," he whined softly.

Oh how he was going to enjoy every single moment of it.

He'll ask you to do it again for sure. He's very submissive and baby-like and isn't ashamed of himself or his sexual preferences. If you denied him he'd be all pouty and whiny, and would complain along the lines of 'But I've been a good boy~' and 'Why not, Mommy? I thought you loved me.' Let him ride you for fuck's sake. He's a good boy and he deserves it. He also deserves the best cuddle sessions afterwards.

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❝ And every girl I ever talked to told me you were bad, bad news

You called them crazy, God, I hate the way I called them crazy too

(...)

Went for me, and not her

'Cause girls your age know better ❞

—olivia isabel rodrigo; 2023

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rochellebae · 1 year ago

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Pov: Changkyun is your boyfriend and your streaks look like this…

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gor3rri · 6 months ago

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💭ARRANGED TOGETHER

❕PAIR❕: (! husband!) Im Changkyun X Reader (!wife!)

❕GENRE❕: Realistic, Romantic, deep, Fluff-smut, !unprotected sex!raw!cum eating, grabbing!

❕SUMMARY❕: You find yourself in the pov of your husband, Im Changkyun. He’s good just like a normal husband material but thinks deeply of everything he does. Serious but a sweetheart. He fulfils all your wishes. He’s completely opposite to you. You’re an ambivert.

❕AUTHOR’S NOTE❕: This Context contains kissing , touchiness and etc. It’s a realistic way of looking through scenarios which might look real in future i.e it’s how he might behave if you were married to him in real life. It’s a little smutty which makes it appropriate for ages 18+.

❕DISCLAIMER ❕: English is not my first language so if you witness anything off while reading of spelling of punctuation, just know ㅠㅠThe context is just scripted and not meant to be taken seriously by anyone. It’s just for fun - ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES.

❕CONTEXT❕: MONSTA X members also mentioned (some areas) and y/n(you)- darling or often by her real name ; Im Changkyun - Kyun, Love, I.M, Danny etc.

❕WARNING❕: MINORS PLEASE KEEP AWAY CAUSE THIS DOES HAVE SENSITIVE CONTENT NOT TOO MUCH IN THE STARTING BUT DEEP WAY IN THERE.

“Are you awake yet?”you asked your husband as you turn to his side of the bed, in a sleepy tone. You were restless because of yesterday. You’re a housewife but you spent most of the time helping Changkyun’s father in the Lab. His father is a famous known professor in Pohang-si , Postech University of Science and Technology. As a kid you did well in science and wanted to pursue it but unfortunately couldn’t get enough in finals and you gave up and made ur hobby ur job. You were a Science teacher in a school in Gwangju. So in your free time, you would help his father in research. You were more than qualified but only you couldn’t get in a good college and ended up as a teacher instead.

“Changkyun..? You said again in a sleepy tone while still in bed. You couldn’t find him at his side of the bed so you woke up and went to look for him. It was your day off today. Sunday of course. You were searching for him as you wanted to tell him something. You went downstairs to check. You couldn’t find him there so you also went ground floor. You guys had a ground floor pool and a small living room so basically the house was like 5 floors with a basement. You were at fourth floor which was a ground floor. You finally found him.

“Kyun-ssi?”you said slowly. As you say, he turned to you slowly. He had a book in his hand which he put down as he saw you. “Oh your awake?” He said while approaching you slowly. “You never rush. Is there something you want me to know?” He asked as he came close. “Kyun, good morning” you said. “Don’t tell me you just rushed downstairs to wish me morning. You were tired. Yesterday dad called me to tell you that you don’t need to rush in the work anymore. He’s thankful to you that you stayed the night in the lab, testing the samples. And so I didn’t wake you up.” He said as he looked into your eyes. “It’s my job. If I know stuff I can offer help. My family is more to me hence I don’t think I’ll be tired but he don’t need to thank me :)” you said while smiling and looking down. He went to the table to put the book back in the shelf. “I miss my parents so helping him made me happy. I can say I have two parents now.” You said while helping him. He then stopped what he was doing and look at you. “Do you miss your parents hm?” He asked you ,worrying about you. “I do”. you said while putting the last book in the shelf. “It’s decided, I’ll be taking you to Busan.” He said holding your hand. “Kyun, you’re busy and so am I? It’s okay you don’t need to. I just missed them. I can always call th-“ you were about to finish your sentence but he cut you up by saying “Y/N your stressed and you need relaxation, taking a week leave from work won’t be a problem plus, I hired a person who can do the work when I’m not at work, it’s all fine.” He said while holding your other hand.

You were once upset with your parents cause they didn’t let you think about your marriage. And they made the decision themselves without even considering your opinion. But seemed like you were married to a good person. Im Changkyun was a Biomedical engineer, owned three big Research Companies. He was qualified, rich and stable. He won’t let you pay for anything. He’s caring and loving. You never thought your arrange marriage would lead you two to fall for each other. For now you’re just caring towards each other. Love each other as well. You guys have known each other 70% out of 100% in these 1 year. Since you were upset, you forgot about their caring nature too. Why would a parent want their child to marry someone unknown. Changkyun’s parents and your parents knew each other well but you didn’t so that’s why you found it to be difficult for you to adjust in an arranged way. Hence you forgot about them. You accepted and realised your mistakes and decided to apologise to them.

“Y/N, get ready in some time. We’re leaving soon”said Changkyun. “Kyun..” you said slowly. “Hm?” He said while turning to your side. “What about you..? Us..? I don’t even spend my time with you..it’s been a year, we haven’t progressed..and mom (in law) was expecting us to be paren-“ he again cut you off. “Whenever you’re ready I’ll be as well. I don’t want you to worry about anyone anymore. As you say there’s a right time for everything to happen. It’s okay Y/N” he said while holding your hands “just get ready.” You nodded and went upstairs.

He made you breakfast this time. You didn’t knew that he already made breakfast. You were in a hurry to make breakfast so you bathed quickly but it turned out that he already did everything for you. Watered the plants, gave the food to the fishes in the pond and yes you two owned an aquarium since fishes made you feel happy and calm, cooked breakfast and put the clothes in laundry, almost everything. “Kyun..thank you” you said to him while he was plating the dishes. “If a wife can do things like taking care of everyone and being as grateful to us, a small gesture everyday and some help from my side wouldn’t cause harm right?” He said while smiling and looking at you. You kept looking at his eyes. “You came here to live the rest of your life with me at 22 years, and you thought I never felt you? We all love you and care for you okay? Just the way you do for all of us, in fact I can say that you work more than what all of us here do. I respect you, Y/N. He said while coming closer to you. “You’re talented and admirable, I do know that getting married to someone you don’t know properly could be hard but you made it smooth in just a year, darling.”

“Darling” you thought in your mind. How can someone be so good? Charming in both the ways- by nature and by looks as well. Usually people with good looks turn out to be cruel but him, his just so caring. He spoke less but his eyes says a lot about me. He called me by my name always but the way he used the word “darling” for me is just so.. I’m not flattered but it isn’t the word. It’s more than what I thought. He said he respects me. Men these days lose their temper and respect for women even when they do hard work but it seems like today’s the day __th[day]_____[month] and _____[year] , my perspective towards my husband changed. Getting to know that he loves me so much would always be my favourite feeling.

You hugged him and couldn’t say anything but it all was so self explanatory to him. “The food tastes amazing, Kyun.” You say while taking a bite out of the steak he made for you. “This is just what I could serve to you. We’re not late okay? Just chew your food properly.” He said wiping your lips with a tissue. “Oh oops” you say while holding the tissue he used. “Let me take care of you since you’re leaving your husband for a week cause I won’t be there” he said. “Your not staying?oh I forgot.” you say while taking a bite out of your food. “Mhm. I have to check on the companies whether they have shown any new information.” he said while taking his plate to the counter. “Im done, when you’re done, just keep the dishes on the counter. I’ll ask Ms. Shin to clean them because the dishwasher isn’t working due to some technical issues.” he said leaving the kitchen.

You put the dishes on the counter and waited for him downstairs with your bags. “Im here!” Said Changkyun. “Ready?” He said holding your bags. “Kyun it’s okay I can carry them since you did a lot for me already.” you say grabbing the bags. “Let me do my job, Im Y/N” he said taking them bags to the car. “Im Y/N, I love the way you call me by my full name, Im Changkyun!” You said in a little teasing tone. “Mmhm, my lady”

These little gestures he shows you is his best charm. Not too physical not too touchy. The words he uses are magical to you. Even the simplest word becomes as expensive as gold. “The car smells good” you said after getting in the passager’s seat. “It was the perfume I used haha” he said while taking the car keys. “Mason Margiella- burnt wood and whiskey 🥃 is what it smells like” you say while looking at him. “You seem to know what your husband smells like hm? Soo keeping everything aside, where’s your destination Mrs. Im?” He asked you teasingly. You chuckled and answered “oh please take your passanger to her Parents house.” “Of course, of course, fasten your seat belt, I don’t want you to get hurt.” He said while fastening the seat belt for you. “Thank you.” You said smiling at him.

AUTHOR : You guys then reach to the desired destination.

“Oh my my!” Said your mother you look so much healthy my baby! “Yea mom and I missed you guys, Im staying here for a week so that I can spend some time with you guys after I left in sorrow.” You say while hugging both of your parent. Changkyun saw the tears of happiness in your eyes and in your parents and he thought - “how much loving and caring could a person be? She’s the one for me, mature and perfect by nature and pretty by looks as well.” He was all in the thoughts 💭 then suddenly your dad say “Changkyun-ssi, I’m glad to hear that my daughter is in good hands, I’ll always be thankful to your parents for treating her as their own.” Said your father as he hugged Changkyun. “Oh no no, as we agreed to take the responsibility as promised we’re also doing our job, keeping Y/N happy and healthy, worry free.” He said while hugging back. “Oh dear, you guys are staying here, this makes my heart so much full.” As your mother said this, Changkyun replied “Im sorry to you Mr and Mrs. Yoo that I won’t be staying as I need to check on progress of my companies :), instead Y/N would fulfil my emptiness(presence) here” he said while holding your mother’s hand. “It’s okay dear, next time I want both of you to stay with us. That would make us more happy. But you’re a busy man and taking your time to drop my girl here, thank you.” Said your mother smiling to Changkyun. “No no it’s my job to see your daughter happy, my wife in fact.” He say while looking at your mom and then at you. “Come in for a while Changkyun.” Said your father. “Oh as I’m not staying here, I can at-least come in for coffee or tea.” Said Changkyun.

Your house was just like a normal big house. A little Japanese style, the structure with an open yard for meet up with guests. “Kyun?” You called him. “What do you want? Coffee or tea?” u asked him when suddenly your father interrupted “Whiskey! Haha my young man should try the Glenfiddich, a classic 12 year old” your dad said with a little laugh. “Dad it’s not the right time i-“ you said while looking at them and at Changkyun after. “Ohh I have had that one mhm” he said look at the bottle. “Kyun-“ you looked at him with an expression that stated - “it’s not right time kyun for whiskey 😭” he understood what you wanted to say then suddenly put the bottle aside. As he put that aside, he received an important call. “Dad maybe kyun’s busy so he might have to leave at the moment.” You say to your father and your father understands you. He said “mhm I have no problem, we still have time” he said patting you. “Thanks dad” you said whole hugging him. “I have to leave now Mr and Mrs. Yoo but I’m sure the next time I visit it’ll all be the whiskey 🥃” he said while holding your father’s hands. “Of course son! Let me help you out” he said and you all bid him a bye.

“Kyun!” You called him as he was gonna sit inside “wait-“ He stood there while holding the car door and you kiss him on his lips. He felt so good. He won’t describe it at the moment but surely will when you guys would be all alone together. He kissed you back and said in a low tone while holding your hands “I’ll be back soon, I miss you already..” he said while cupping your cheeks. “Take care, I’ll miss you, kyun” you said as he got in the car breaking the kiss.

AUTHOR : The time passed by and you were missing him so much to the extent that you almost teared up at times cause you felt that you left him alone at the house and how much he would miss you. He would call-text you when he was free but it wasn’t much like his actual presence. A week ended and it was finally when the time when he could kidnap you back lol. Im gonna skip the car part.

You arrived your home after a long time and seeing everything back again just made you happy. The scent of your own home just felt so good. Then you heard doorbell ring. You rush towards it cause you knew it might be your husband. “Y/N!” You said nothing but hug him. “Im sorry I couldn’t pick you up and you had to come here by yourself and even the driver wasn’t here today due to some personal reasons..” you said nothing still but just hug him. His scent was something you missed. Fresh roses and whiskey with burnt wood. That’s what he smelled like. Even after working too much, his scent never changed, it felt natural on him, his scent. Then you slowly let go the hug. “Changkyun Im” you said while looking close to his face. After what you just called him, he came closer to you as well while slowly throwing his blazer. “Keep looking at me like that and-“ you cut him off “didn’t you miss me?” You said after putting him in the MOOD and you backed up. “Miss dare to change the topic hm.” He said as he went to the couch and rested there. You turn back at him. “Now you kept me waiting like that you know how much I missed you?” He said while looking at you. “You called me by what earlier ?hm?” He then stood up and started walking towards you again. “Im actually glad someone else took you here or else I don’t know what would happen, I won’t even let us reach here by this time” he said teasingly. You became all red and nervous. It was all your fault that you set him in the mood and now you’re wanting to back up. It would be a big loss not to kiss a man who’s in the best mood. You knew he was not drunk but just sipped whiskey at work because he smelled like Ballentines and it secretly drove you crazy seeing him like that. Loose tie, white shirt and long silky hair with scent of Margiella was enough for you to surrender yourself.

You couldn’t believe you guys had an arrange marriage almost a year ago. “Y/N? Darling? You slept alone these days?” he said while going upstairs. “There was none to warm my side up.” You say while following him upstairs. “Aw” he said after reaching to the room door, he turned back to you. “Wash up, you might be tired from that travelling” he said while patting your head. He went to his office after saying but you had a feeling that you needed him so bad but he still seemed busy so you just interrupted him “Kyun~?”You called him, he turned back “hm?” he said starting at you. “Are you busy even in that kind of mood?” You asked him confidently. “What mood??” He said with a slight smirk and then continued walking towards his office room. Gosh it drived you crazy when your husband acted like that. You pouted and then went towards bathroom for a warm shower. You took 20 minutes for it and then came back out with a robe. When you entered your room, you saw your husband, arranging his clothes in the closet properly. You couldn’t help but stare at him. He caught you off guard. “Hm~? What’s something that Y/N is staring at?” He asked you while still putting his clothes back in the closet. “Im looking at Im Changkyun.” You say while moving to your closet. “Call me by my name again and I’ll show you what happens, darling” he said while looking at your eyes. You stopped and so did your heartbeat. “I wanted you so bad. Ever since I was there at my parents house. Couldn’t wait honestly but I saw your busy even after you came home from work. I’m not in a playful mood but I’m very serious about what im talking about.” You turned back at him and went towards his direction and you added on “Love, when you call me with nicknames, it drives me crazy. That I want you with me. Near me.” You said looking at his eyes. Not even realising how honest you were, you stopped. “Is that what my darling thinks about me? Just want me? What else?? I’m curious” he said while cupping your cheeks. “Kyun, are you really okay with me behaving like this all of a sudden.” You said and then he added “didn’t you notice me earlier? I behaved the same and you didn’t seem to have a problem as well. Even if I wasn’t like that and you asked me the same question, I wouldn’t hate it.” He said, then you added “I missed you besides me during night time”. This time as you spoke, he just said nothing but stare at your lips. Your lips, bare lips drove him crazy, he couldn’t resist your behaviour and lips of course so the next step he did, lead to a whole new scenario. To be completely honest, you and him were just awkward as you guys barely knew each other back then but as you guys got closer and got to know each other, man, it’s like complete opposite, now your totally lovers and I don’t think someone would actually think that this might be the arranged marriage. Not at all.

“As I said I missed you besides me at night, it’s cause the first word you would ever speak in the beginning of a new day is my name and I couldn’t hear it ever since, like a week and-“ you heard him say everything but then suddenly your lips meet his, you cut him off. It was your first ever kiss with your husband. Shocking but yes. All the year passed, you guys were just arranged but now it seems like your arranged to lovers. You could feel his lips taking the same feel as yours. Oh you loved him too much at this point. Your windows were all open which led to a cold air breeze moving inside your room and the white transparent curtains of your room just waving, the moon shined through as well. You had your left hand on his shoulders, and the other on the back of his head, grabbing his medium mullets lightly, black hairs, silky and smooth, his chest was almost exposed because he was wearing a simple white shirt with just three top buttons open. His shoulders were broad, broad enough to just trap you in there. Then slowly the kiss became insane, deep and more passionate and your right hand moved slowly back on his almost bare chest. Then after a few minutes you guys stopped, then his gaze went towards your eyes. “It’s would be a shame and disappointing decision on not marrying you, Y/N” he said looking at you. You’re all red, even though you have been this much close to him before but it still made you damn nervous. “Mmm look at you” he said in a teasy loving low tone. You looked away as you heard him say that, hiding yourself. “Wouldn’t you wanna say anything to your husband? I mean I wanna listen it from you, Y/N. Your bold I know mm, since you kissed me.” He said while leaning onto the couch in your bedroom. Then you turned back and said “anything for my husband but he’s too charming, my eyes couldn’t take the view.” You said and then ran back to the bathroom since you needed to change clothes (you were still in a robe). “Im waiting” said Changkyun while letting out a small chuckle.

AUTHOR : You took your time and then you came outside wearing a usual night gown, wasn’t too fancy but it made your body shape look SO GOOD.

Then you came in the room, you saw Changkyun laying down on his side of the bed while closing his eyes. You were confused and pouty. You thought to yourself that “he just asked me to wait and just did everything so hurriedly ://“ as you thought this, you went towards your side of the bed and laid down facing him. He’s so pretty and of course charming as usual but you became restless as you thought that meeting after a week long period, he just slept like that? You meant that you wanted to get lovey-dovey with him but here he just told you to come out as he was waiting. You were all restless, little angry. Then you turn to your side, facing away from him. You were little pissed 😭 cause he got u in the mood but then he dozed off. You mumbled in a little aggression “mmmhmm, tricked, cheatedㅠㅠ”

AUTHOR : You really thought he would let you go that way haha, he wasn’t asleep tho he was just wanting to see what and how you react. And it seemed like you waited for him to wake up. I mean you wanted to see if he was actually asleep or no but he didn’t react until he found out that he had enough play with you(lol) so he woke up and then he (smartass) took his actions when you were on the verge of sleeping ㅠㅠ. He just slowly moved his hand in your hair and whispered—-

“Mmm..sorry about playing like that, darling” he said and then he trapped you. You were in between his hands and his chest towards your face almost. He was on top of you. You were tricked again 😭. He just wanted you to be restless so he waited till u reached limits. “!!!!huh,oh??” you were all sweaty and nervous. “Kyun. You-“ you didn’t get time to say anything. He kissed you. He slowly lifted you up and now your position was like you on his laps facing him eye to eye. You become nervous and try to look away but also intrigued looking at him. You didn’t know what to do but you weren’t awkward. It drove you crazy since he took you on his lap. You were happy knowing that you can now officially act personal and however you wanted in front of him. He pulled you even closer, he was still wearing the white shirt and his hairs slicked back. His bare face is what you loved, those eyes, dark brown pupils which shone throughout the moonlight, as it entered through the open window. “Oh..kyun, it’s a shame not being able to love you..” you said looking all innocent (but he knows you aren’t😏) “mm? Love or fuck? You didn’t know me yet, Y/N, I never got time to show my real avatar..” he whispered in your ears which made you even want him more. You were all okay with what he was gonna do because he asked you many times that in future if there would be a time like this, would you be all ready? And you guys had enough time to find out until today as you both were out of limits. You loved loved loooovveedd his scent. You sniffed him and kissed him on his lips. He got excited to the extent that he took off his shirt and now was on his trousers and you? “Darling, it would be a shame not to appreciate your bare body, he said and asked you “Can you..remo-“ as he was about to say the whole sentence you just didn’t take seconds and took off your pretty floral nightdress which was almost translucent from the top and bottom as well. You wore tights. It was in his favourite colour- purple. The light shined on your body and highlighted his favourite parts, the chest and the collar. Changkyun didn’t have an ideal type cause he’s into someone’s personality but now looking at you, he felt like girls who look good in bikinis would work. But don’t worry, it’s just only gonna be you whom he’ll admire in that attire. You looked perfect. A normal body, not too skinny nor too over. He kissed you all over your neck and then slowly moved to your chest. You had big boobs, he started licking you as he moved down. You let out a moan. “Already moaning hm..?” He said while licking your neck and tummy back and forth. “Mmm~~kyun it tickles” you said being all crawled up. As you said, he just stopped to look at you. “Nuh uh.. you need to be rewarded but also punished for leaving me like this alone for week.” Said Changkyun then he started biting your neck and collarbones, you collar and neck was all his of course, it drove him crazy. You looked at him, he was all over you, looked like a hungry alpha. Whatever he just spoke, made you realised that he’s not gonna let you sleep tonight and you didn’t care about it because you wanted it. You indeed has a sex drive throughout the day, a high sex drive. “I don’t know, I mean you, you don’t know how much I missed you, I drank an entire bottle just because I was missing you. This was yesterday night.” He said kissing you all over. “Kyun~ punish me? Let it all out on me, it’s my fault for making you impatient.” You say whining over as you felt his saliva all over your chest. Plus it was all cold so that little wetness on your body because of sweat and saliva made you whinny. “Punish? You want me to do what I just said earlier ?? Hmm?” He said. He kept asking you which made you say it even louder because in between he would keep making you wet. “IM CHANGKYUN~~~ your too good, I’m gonna be so wet if you keep doi-“ he cut you off “Princess? I almost forgot that you’re messy down there already? Let me check” he said. He ripped your panties, it was too wet and it was shocking to him cause it was your first time as well.

“Next time I’ll bring you a lingerie, it would just look so alluring on you baby” he said in a deep husky voice. You reached too high to your limits that you wanted to be more pleasured so you started acting all slutty (😏). “Next time I’ll make you wait more kyun” you said as you kissed him shutting him up. That thought of buying you your first pair of lingerie drove you insane. He then pulled away the kiss as he heard you. “Mmh? Naughty much? So suddenly huh~?” He said then he slowly put his finger inside your clit. I thrusted it inside whenever you made a statement that he didn’t like. “Oh goddamn, you make my cock swell like..your asking me not to stop huh?Thrusting again, you moaned loudly, and your pussy clenching onto his cock so hard. “You’re totally in mood, huh?” As he said, the tone you couldn’t handle it put hop on his lap fully. “I’m always gonna be in the mood as long as your with me, husband~” you said while kissing his neck. He let out a relaxing moan. “Idk why but I want you so messed up right now~” he said while grabbing your ass and lifting u up to the wall and started biting you, all those love marks meant that you won’t dare to look at someone else but your husband. He’s passionately would be jealous of anyone getting too close to you. You were a science teacher married to a biomedical engineer who owned three big laboratories and companies, what else did you even need in your life? Nothing more nor less. Every touch of his would just make you crave for him even more. More than what a horny feeling contains. You didn’t have words to describe how good he’s in person but on the bed as well. “Kyun, don’t..don- go in too- harsh-“ you said as you were into him. His whole body just on you. He slowly slide in his dick inside you. He knew you wanted to relax, and just making you work too much for him, might not be good, he was a little too rough indeed but he did slow down at the BEST MOMENTS. The room was filled with warmth and just scent of wetness of sweat and his perfume. Gosh that Margiella scent, you felt like a pure heaven and that too after so many days, a week. He wanted to have sex, it was obvious. It felt like the first night of the honeymoon. If it was you, he wouldn’t control he knew this as well, he stripped down your already ripped panties and then went in and out as you felt good, too good. He does have a beautiful dick, you trembled a little so he held on you tight, you could feel that you already have his finger marks on your ass, those marks are of possessiveness. It was 12:00am sharp and the moon was shining bright onto your sweaty body. He then took you to the bathroom but on your way you guys were busy kissing that you missed the couch and fell on it, the couch was a leather couch, brown coloured and it was wide enough to let him have you all night, just laying on it.

He sucked over you. “Such a damn big..prett..y..nose, daddy~” you complimented while being on top of him, riding through out on his dick. He just kept staring at how good you looked riding on him, all the way down you were dripin’ so hard that he turned you over and glide inside the hole of yours, it was small but you just had your first time and that too all raw, “the best thing about us-..Is that I get it.. all raw~” Changkyun said as he licked your hole, he bit your inner thighs and just marked you. He just trusts you and loves you so much. He’s a kind of husband who just knows when your wrong and help you correct it. His sensation reached to your inner walls, just locked it all in. It was like him thrusting into you too much. My goodness it felt so goood, and he forgot about punishing you. He pulled you on him, too much passionate sex and that too no protection, all raw. You moaned too well. “Mm Ahh~” you sounded too good for him but you were all not in your state. “Daddy~” you said “Princess or Slut? Pick one” he asked as he kept on letting you ride him like an actual cowgirl. You were too busy enjoying for yourself. “I ask one more time~” he said then as he got no answer from you, he grabbed your ass, holding you in that position and threw you to the bed again. He threw you on the bed and he climbed on you. “I wanted MOREEE~~” you said to him cause he interrupted you. “So much fun for the living, now let me.” He said. “Now do as your daddy says mm?” He said as he looked at you. You looks so damn good even when your doing nothing but just lying on the damn bed all wet. “No~~” you said while biting your lips and all restless. “Whatever you wanna do but now it’s time for taking the remote control back~” he said while looking down your hole which of course was closed right now “I can’t see it Y/N so open your legs for your daddy~” he said while rubbing your inner thighs. You couldn’t open even if you wanted to because he already had you riding him for some time straight. “Let me then~” he hold your knees and opened your legs, in between all that condensed milk looking consistency oozing out like a river. “Too bad if I couldn’t have it” he said and he licked and sucked you down there. “Mmmmmmmm~” you led out a cry. Too much guilty pleasure for the living. He then turned you over to your chest side facing the bed and ass towards him. “Your pussy and ass both are who’s??” He asked you as he leaned towards you on the position. It was the most penetrative position ever, doggy style in lying position. He thrusted you in your small hole. Your clit was swollen as he turned you back over and kept going as restlessly as you were. You couldn’t even dare to move your legs as they got folded and twisted and things like that many times, it hurt because as he became more passionate, he became more rough. He then in the standing position took you to the bathroom.

“Your getting all this for being selfish earlier, hmm? Get it baby~?” He said. He put you on the bathroom counter besides sink and the mirror. Then you looked at him with tired af eyes and it immediately reminded you of what he might wanna do next. “Shit” you thought. Of course you didn’t want to see yourself like that in the mirror while your partner is doing you. It’s Changkyun, he’s too strong, even if you escape where else would you even hide? “You know why? You didn’t answer my question earlier~” he said while grabbing you back down from the counter and now he grabbed your waist from behind and made you look at the mirror, you refused. “Never mind it’s gonna be slut for now~” he said grabbing your boobs and squeezing them. “Aauah…mmmm, Kyun~~” you let out a moan. “Nuh uh.. what’s my name~???” He asked. “Kyun~” as he heard you say, he put his finger back down in your already too much swollen clit and rubbed it hard. He asked you five times, but didn’t get his desired answer. In between them wrong answers, he kept squeezing, rubbing and penetrating you hard. When I meant hard, it’s on the most passionate but insane level. You were tired, too much tired than you couldn’t stand up. “IM CHANGKYUN~~~!” You moaned and you let out a cry. “Good girls don’t answer late. But seemed like you’re a bad girl now hmm~? For answering late~”. He thrust his dick into you even harder, you dripping down too bad, it needed to be cleaned up. “Damn, that looks so~” he said kissing your back. You wanted to turn towards him as you couldn’t see the mirror. But he didn’t allow you. “Not until I make you see how beautiful you look this way Mrs. Im~” he said biting your shoulders which made you look up and moan. “Mm aah~~” you say as he finally made you see the mirror on his 7th attempt. Yes you just had 7 rounds of having intercourse with your husband. After then finally he let you turn back, facing towards him. You looked at him with tears and anger, not too much angry. “What hm? My Princess just needed..to see..her pretty body and how much more you look..in my eyes” he said kissing you all over your face and then neck. You hugged him at the position and those bites and kisses made you grab his back, muscular and stiff back with your long nails. As he kissed you, his kisses went down till your chest to the tummy and he got on his knees, kissing your cute belly. “A belly piercing ~? You didn’t know how much your making me want you more my darling~” he said to you as he licked your belly. You let out a small chuckle as it tickled you there. “I got it..~ for you.. Danny~” you moaned as he hold your waist and started biting your tummy as well. Gosh this man just likes being all possessive, not a single place on your body was left unmarked. All filled with cherry red marks. “You got the..piercing for daddy~?” He asked you while lifting you up and taking you back to your bed. “I knew you liked piercings..~” you said to him as he carried you, you facing towards him. “Jooheon told me once that you like.. girls who look good in bikinis and piercings~~” so I did them days after our wedding without letting you notice. I kept the moment for today~” you said to him. He heard you and threw you on the bed again. Having just sex and that too raw too, still seemed incomplete for him. He again caged you up. “I want to plant us a seed.” He said while kissing your chest. “And what does that mean~” you asked him even though you knew. “Baby~ idk if you’re ready for our mini version.” He asked you sucking through your tits. You said nothing but moaned. “Do I stop~?” He asked you. You shook your head restlessly. “While you sucking the second most sensitive part of mine~? No, Mr. Im~” you said while ruffling his hairs back. He chuckled and kissed your chest and went down to your belly again. “Knock ✊ knock~” as he knocked your belly. “There’s got to be someone in there soon~” he said while putting his dick inside you. Thrusting again but this time slow and steady, it all oozed out, the cum. It filled your walls and at the Highest time, your walls sucked all of that.

“I forgot to ask you~ would you be able to take our baby if you get pregnant~?” He asked you while stopping. “It’ll be our first little baby, kyun” you cried as you shared. “With you taking care of it? I’ll be so happy to give birth” you said while hugging him. You were all wet. “So should I plant?” He asked you and you replied “get in already~!”. As mentioned, he slit in this time not taking his dick out, instead, he filled you up with his seed. “Now if I let you let all that out..—“ you cut him off “too late, you fertilised me already~” you said as you kiss him on his lips very passionately.

AUTHOR : After that moment, he tucked you in the blanket and pat your head and massaged your legs. He realised he was too cruel and rough earlier so he helped you relief pain you had in your legs. They were sore and they pained since you kept them open😳😖. He helped you throughout until you fell asleep. He kissed you and lay besides you, hugging you and cuddling you with you burring your face onto his chest and then falling asleep. You guys were sooo cozy to look at.

BONUS

(The next morning)

You woke up the next morning and found out that your husband was asleep on your tummy i.e his head on your tummy. His hand was on your legs which made you think that he might have fallen asleep while massaging your legs. You just stared at him for some minutes then you ran your hands through his hair, cat like big man. “🐈‍⬛” as you stroked his hair again and again he just woke up. “Oh darling, it’s too early why are you awake?” As he said this, you replied “I was gonna say that to you~” you kissed him saying that. “Mm~?” He said. “You slept late I know, rest up cmon!” You say while slowly getting up the bed. You still had pain in there, you slowly trumbled upon. “Haha~ says the one who’s still tired~” he said and then teasingly grabbing your hand. You looked at him “😭”. “Aww my baby, cmere” he grabbed you on his lap. “How can I see you like that hm? Let me massage your body.” He said as he grabbed your waist and then massaging your back. “Mm not the backkk I want the legs!!” You ordered him. He turned on your side on his knees as he turn towards you and then sit in front of you and take one of your legs on his lap and pulls you. “You remember something~mm?” He said teasingly. You hit his lap and said “yah husband~!!”. He enjoyed you being getting teased. He just massages you till an hour. You felt so good. You slept again while he was massaging, it was clear that you did need extra sleep and so did your husband but he received a phone call from his work so he had to leave in a hurry. But the way he left, you didn’t even got disturbed from your sleep. At the end he put a note besides your bed’s side tables which went like-

“In the end, I think that taking care of yourself is the best way to love yourself and if you can’t then I’ll do it, I’ll be there for you always until- I’ll be home soon my love~”

(The above quoting is taken from an interview of MONSTA X spoken by Changkyun himself, not the same as the above but I moderated it to fit with the context. Also idk which interview he said so cause they didn’t really state the name.)

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lushta1es0nm3 · 7 months ago

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Pairing: Yoo Kihyun x fem reader

Summary: “So,” he sighed, cutting you off again, “am I just a good fuck for you then?”

Warning: Mature! 18+ you have been warned

Genre: Fluffy smut

A/N: Read at your own risk and if you choose to read please feel free to give feedback and request. Also, I did not proofread any of this, I wrote a while back and was reading through my drafts and found this and decided to post it cause, why the fuck not. I miss MONSTA X. I also post with phone wallpapers I made for each storyline, feel free to use them if you like. Please, do enjoy 😊

“What the hell are you doing here?” You asked the man sitting on your couch as you clutched your chest in surprise. You’d just walked in the door, thinking you be able to think about your future.

He sighed and stood up “what do you think,” he started, “I’ve been looking for you everywhere.”

“For what, we’re not a couple, remember?” You cut him off with a scoff.

“All that changed when I found out.” He stated angrily.

“Found out what, Kihyun, we broke it off, a week ago-” You started

“But your pregnant, right.” He stated matter of factly cutting you off.

You froze and stared at him, “How’d I find out?” Kihyun asked the question you were thinking, “this,” he pulled out a positive pregnancy test and tossed it on the table, “I found it in the master bedroom at the condo. I went back to clean things up before selling it. Why didn’t you tell me? I had to search high and low to find you, is this why you wanted to stop? Is this why you broke it off.”

You sighed and dropped your head, “We’re not a couple, this was supposed to be a no strings attached thing. It was an accident, it wasn’t-”

“Accidentally or not,” he cut you off, “I had to find out this way. Why didn’t you tell me-,”

“Tell you for what,” you yelled, “so you can tell me to get rid of it!”

“You know me better than that,” he yelled back, you watched as tears formed in his eyes, “yes, we’ve been fucking for over a year,” a tears slipped from his eyes as he blinked and lowered his voice, “regardless of that, why didn’t you tell me, when you know I’d be glad to have a family.”

“We don’t love each other,” you stated, “we get our fill and go our separate ways.”

“That’s a lie,” he countered, “how many nights did we spend together talking without the sex? Did we not tell secrets?” He was laying down facts.

“It doesn’t matter now,” you replied, “it’s gone.”

“It’s gone?” Kihyun asked, hoping it wasn’t what he thought it was.

“I got rid of it.” You said, “I’m not ready for a kid.”

Kihyun dropped his head and fell silent, he was hurt, but deep down he knew he had to respect your decision because it was your body. He took a deep breath and decided it would be best to just leave. He took a step and almost tripped, you instinctively reached out a hand to catch him, but he snatched away from you and left without saying another word.

This, this thing that you both had was good and bad. You both stumbled upon each other by chance at a very small bar you had begun to frequent, he was alone and you. Both of you shared a drink or two and exchanged stories, which led to sleeping together. Hoping it was a one time thing, you let it go at that. But you ran into each other a few more times and then decided to just use each other as a way to find some relief in this world of madness.

Relief with no string attached, he bought the place and you both paid the extra expenses to keep this good thing going. It was so good it last well over a year. So good that after one night of drinking and talking you both went at each other with no protection. But really, the only thing you lacked, that couples shared was, the dates and introducing each other to your friends and family. Let’s or forget to mention the fact that you only meet up in the late evenings and night. But this was something hidden in plan sight.

You sighed and sat down on your couch and rested your hands in your hair for a brief moment and then reaching out and grabbing the pregnancy test off the table and placing a hand on your stomach. You lied to him, it was still with you, meaning you hadn’t made up your mind on rather or not to keep it or to get rid of it.

Another sigh passed your lips as you put the test down and stood up. This was just too much at one time for you, you were thinking, how’d he find out where you live? Neither of you had ever been to the others house, so how in the fuck did he find you? You abruptly threw the test against the wall in aggravation, shattering it into pieces. With that being enough for the night, you decided to just sleep, sleep would be the best stress relief. But sadly for you it didn’t come so easily.

To be honest, you couldn’t fall asleep properly for a week. And that was because by then you’d started the early symptoms of pregnancy. So that being said you kept it, it became her, your baby had grown to be a year old. But it wasn’t easy, the sleepless nights and constantly feeling like you weren’t a fit mother plagued you some days. But still you toughed it out and held your head up all while working to keep a steady flow of income.

That being said, today was one of those tough days, you had meetings back to back and you’d kept getting calls from your sitter, who kept saying she had to leave. But you had to complete this one last meeting before running off, for the day. It had gotten dark out, one more and your out. You took a deep breath before walking into the conference room, telling yourself it wouldn’t take long. There were only three people, plus you and your two team members and your boss. Easy right?

The moment you turned away from the board to introduce yourself, you froze at the sight of Kihyun sitting at the table glaring at you. Ah fuck, be cool sis. You cleared your throat and started the meeting as if he wasn’t there. It went smoothly because you didn’t look at him because you knew that if you did, you stumble over your words and that wouldn’t be good for anybody.

Once the meeting came to and everyone exited the conference room, spilling out into the hallway. They were conversing while you were trying to get away. The moment you began walking away from the crowd, you felt a light tap on your shoulder. You turned around, it was your sitter, she was frowning.

“Ms. Y/L/N,” she started handing you your little girl who smiled at you, “I’ve called your phone many times and you didn’t answer.”

“I’m sorry,” you apologized, “I’ll pay you extra,” you promised, “I’ve had meetings all day and I left my phone at my desk.” You apologized again after she complained about being late to hang out with her friends. She still agreed to come back the next day to babysit.

You sighed after she left and looked at child with a smile, “Let’s go Ki, mommy misses you.” You tossed her in the air a little making her giggle as if it’s the funny thing in the word. You kissed her cheek and started walking back to your desk to gather your things.

On your way out of the building, you froze at the sight of Kihyun sitting waiting on you. He approached you glancing between you and the child, you knew he wanted an explanation so, you spoke first.

“Let’s go somewhere and talk.” You suggested looking at your baby and then back at him, “it’s a little chilly out here, I don’t want her to get sick.”

Kihyun nodded and followed after you, to a small cafe. He didn’t say anything, he just stared at the little girl with eyes like his. He couldn’t fix his lips to say anything, he felt that he’d cry if he did.

“I’m sorry,” you apologized, “I lied. I was lost and scared. I hurt you and I didn’t even think about your feelings at all. I was being selfish.”

“Why…….why didn’t you call me,” he started slowly, “you-,” he paused and looked away as he took at deep breath to control his emotions, “she looks just like me.” He stated the obvious. His eyes held longing.

You stood up abruptly and placed her in his lap, she immediately smiled at him and started baby babbling to him. A tear escaped his eyes as he finally smiled at his child, he apologized to her for not being there but that wasn’t his fault.

“Hi, I’m your dad.” He spoke softly as a small grin finally graced his face.

She giggled and stood up in his lap, before randomly giving giving him what was meant to be a kiss but ended up being a cheek full of baby drool. Kihyun let out a small yell as shock took over his face.

“You’re feisty.” He said looking at her with wide eyes, holding her a little distance from his face, to keep from her from doing it again, “where do we go from here?” He asked you.

“We can start slow,” you answered, “come and see her whenever you want, just let me know ahead of time.”

He agreed, you both slowly caught up that night, talking mainly about your child. At some point it felt like nothing happened as you two conversed back and forth like old times. Eventually you both parted ways, but he came by every chance he got. He wanted to see her as much as he could. And you, my dear, was fine with that.

A month turned into two and with it, you might as well say you were living together. Because somehow, Kihyun had begun to spend nights and days at your place, going so far as to leave some of his things there. Well ma’am, this was going on the third month, you woke up in a hurry. Both of you did.

Scrabbling to get dressed and ready for work, the sitter would arrive at any minute. You tossed your earrings in your purse as Kihyun fought with his necktie. He swore as you made your way over and helped him quickly. He kissed your cheek and said thanks. You paused after a second to realize what had just transpired. While Kihyun was oblivious to what he’d just done.

You opened your mouth to say something but the front door opened and your sitter walked in. You spoke to her hurriedly, trying to explain to her what was where and why, when Kihyun spoke cutting you off briefly.

“Good morning,” he greeted the sitter as he kissed the top of the babies head, “I’m leaving now honey, I’ll see you later tonight,” he spoke to you, “I’m going to be late, their so much going on. Bye.”

He full on pecked you lips before leaving, you stood there in a little shocked, the sitter grinned thinking it was cute.

“Stop that,” you told her, “we’re not together,” you explained, “what the hell is wrong with him?”

“Nothings wrong with him,” your sitter smirked, “what’s wrong with you?” She pointed and picked up your kid before walking away leaving you a little shook.

The day progressed slowly and as dinner time rolled around, you realized you’d be seeing Kihyun earlier than anticipated because your companies agreed to have a dinner gathering. I mean there was a joint project going on.

But all things were good and dandy as you sat at the large table alone scrolling on your phone looking at cute clothes to order for your baby. The chair beside you slid out and you looked up into Kihyun’s face.

“Oh that adorable.” He pointed out, taking a seat, he himself pulled his phone out to show you something he’d found, “take a look at this one,” he showed you as you leaned over to get a better look, “yellow would be so cute on her right?”

“Yes,” you answered, “adding a little bow would be to die for.” He swiped away from the item and you caught a glimpse of matching family wear. You sighed before speaking, it was just the two of sitting at the table anyway, “Kihyun,” you called his name and he looked at you curiously, “why’d you kiss me this morning?”

He thought for a second, “I don’t remember kissing you.” He honestly replied with a small shake of his head.

You were about to speak but was cut off by the sudden chatter of the others coming to join. You smiled and so did he but he didn’t miss the look of pure annoyance when a guy you work with made an appearance. He wasn’t working on the project so why was he there? To make matters worse, he sat next to you and Kihyun didn’t miss you rolling your eyes and letting out a low huff.

Halfway through dinner, when everyone was talking about dating, for some fucking reason. Your coworkers brought up the fact that you and said annoying coworker were both single. It was as if they were trying to hook you up with him. But as if on cue, Kihyuns coworkers also pointed out him and another guy being single and asked you which of the men you’d pick.

“I have a whole cute little baby girl,” you smartly answered, “I don’t think any one can top that.”

The table erupted with laughter, but the question was reiterated, almost as if they were pressing for an answer. But none came, so everyone went back to chatting about whatever. It was almost over when you let out a small sigh. As you did, Kihyun put his cup down after drinking from it, he got a little food on his sleeve.

Now bitch, as if on instinct, you reached over and started cleaning his sleeve with a paper towel. He smirked as you two started exchanging whispers. You made a remark about your child being clumsy and he giggled before saying that she got it from you. After a small bit of playful back and forth, you felt a tap on your shoulder, with that, your smile dropped as you turned to see what your coworker wanted.

“What’s so funny?” He asked looking between the two of you, “do you two know each other?” He added when he saw the look on both your faces.

“None of your business.” You answered coldly.

He smirked “Don’t be like that Y/N, you know how I feel about you.” He added.

You rolled your eyes, “I’ve told you no multiple times.” You flat out rejected him.

He sighed and went to speak, but you stood up and excused yourself to the restroom. Or more like to get some air, outside you stood taking a deep breath. The sudden presence beside was only one person.

“Are you alright?” Kihyun asked taking in your tired demeanor.

“I’m fine,” You replied, “I just wanna go home to our little cutie.” You looked at him and smiled a little.

“Honey,” he called you sweetly and unknowingly as pulled you into a hug, “the day will be done in no time, it’s almost over.”

“You just did it again.” You remarked pulling away from him.

He looked at you and for a second as shock took over his face, he apologized. Just as he did, your coworker appeared, he completely ignored Kihyun as he spoke directly to you.

“Are you okay,” he asked, “I don’t want anyone bothering the things I like.”

“Funny,” you huffed, “bye.”

You walked away and went back inside, after sometime of drinking a little bit, you could finally go home. But good old Kihyun offered you a ride in his car because, I mean of course you weren’t driving in that state. Him being caring and looking good while he was doing so brought back memories and with memories came feelings….the feelings brought up a flame, that you thought was put out and away. But no, this flame had begun to burn.

So imagine Kihyun’s expression when he tried to get you into his to take you home. You stopped him and pulled him closer by his tie and took a deep breath. Damn he smelled good.

“Y/N,” he bargained, “stop, this isn’t fair.”

“Why not,” you urged as one of your legs slowly moved up and around his waist, “you want it, just as much as I do,” your hand wrapped around his neck, pulling him even closer as you whispered in his ear, “I’ve missed you, I still remember everything about you. Especially your touch, please, burn me up, like only you know how.”

By now, he’d pulled away enough to lock eyes with you. So close to his lips and wanting so bad to taste them, you kissed him gently, but quickly.

“Y/N, you always like to tease,” he stated, by his tone, you knew he had folded, but he was holding back, “now isn’t the place for this.”

You scoffed and pulled away from him, opening the door to the back seat, you pulled him inside like some kind of alluring sagacious succubus. Once the door closed, you climbed on top of him and embraced him in a kiss as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

It didn’t take but a moment for Kihyuns hands to find your bra and undo it. He took off easily as he felt you up and down leaving no parts of you untouched. His hands cup your face he kissed you gently, damn you both were in a trance.

“Why are you doing this to me?” Kihyun muttered pulling away to get some air.

But you didn’t want to breathe, so you instead kissed his neck while his hands played in your hair. You began began to grind on him, feeling how hard he was through his pants, that had long since become uncomfortably tight. You wanted it, you wanted to feel him and experience his sinfulness.

You took it upon yourself to pull his member out and push your panties to the side. You slipped down onto him and let out a soft moan and a whimper. Fuck you missed him you thought as you buried your face into his neck again as his hands found your waist. He let out low grunts as you rode him steady and slow.

Damn you hadn’t been this needy in a long ass time. You let out a shaky “fuck,” you were so tight around him as he filled up. Your legs trembled the moment you felt his grip on your waist tighten as he started fucking up into you.

You wanted to let out a loud moan but stopped yourself by covering your mouth, luckily Kihyun pulled you into a kiss and slowed down his pace just in time. Outside, a group of people were walking and stopped at a car nearby.

Kihyun’s hand found the back of neck, he pulled away as he kept bouncing you up and down on his cock slowly as to not draw attention. All the while he’d locked eyes with you. Your face was scrunched up in pure bliss as you bit your bottom lip.

“Don’t make one fucking sound.” Kihyun lowly gritted out, making you take all of him. He kissed you and slapped you cheek before gripping your chin with his free hand, “fuck me,” he demanded, kissing you again, you did but couldn’t take how hard he was, “take all it,” he ordered thrusting into hard making you let out a soft muffled whimper.

You did the best you could, taking all of his stiff cock, he let go of your neck and your head fell backwards. You were about to come, so you put your hand over your mouth to stop the sound from coming out. You couldn’t see where the group of people were standing and they couldn’t see you but by the sound of their voice, they were close.

You legs began to shake and your body began to tremble, you wanted to stop. But Kihyun had other ideas, he again gripped your waist. Holding you in place, he kept thrusting into you hard, deep and slow. Until you creamed on him and your body began to convulse. Tears streamed down your cheeks, you wanted to moan, Kihyun knew that. So he kissed hard and let you go just as the group of people outside began walking away.

As the did, his slow thrust turned into a quick rough fuck that made you moan and grip his shirt for dear life “Take it,” he stated, “look what you made me do,” he gritted fucking you harder.

Kihyun’s grip remained tight as he used one had to rub your clit. He fucked you into another orgasm as he came finally, you panted as you shivered. Kihyun shoved you off of him, out of breath himself. You both fixed yourselves quickly, regardless of how fucked out you were. You stayed in the backseat as Kihyun got into the drivers seat. By his demeanor, you knew this wasn’t over………..

When you woke the next morning, you were baffled as you recounted the events of last night. Finally you sat upright in bed and looked around, why was it so quiet? You hurriedly jumped out of bed and rushed into the living room.

You were meet with the sight of your sitter watching tv on low volume as your baby slept quietly. She looked at you puzzled and confused as to why you woke up distraught and running through your apartment like that. When you asked where Kihyun was, she informed you that he’d left very early as he was the one to call her in so early.

You checked the time, damn it was a little passed nine. Letting out a sigh, you knew you needed to talk to him. So you pulled out your phone and was met with his voicemail. You shot him a text and quickly got dressed for work. You kissed your kid on the way out and made it to work.

You were instantly asked a million questions as to where you disappeared off too and with whom. You managed to lie your way out of the conversations and went right to preparing for the meeting you had later that day.

The time rolled around and you checked your phone for what felt like the millionth time, Kihyun still hadn’t answered or text back. You huffed and cursed at him in your head as you walked into the conference room to girlish giggles and flirting.

You looked up, Kihyun, the culprit of why you had an attitude, was chatting it up with a girl from your department. The stack of files you were holding, somehow managed to slam down on the table loud enough to startle the two.

“What the hell are you doing?” You asked without thinking.

“He was just showing me a cute picture,” she answered, not realizing you were talking to Kihyun, “you want to see?” She offered.

“No thank you.” You declined and plopped down in a seat. She shrugged and went back to gushing and giggling over whatever it was on his phone. With frustration you huffed and went about flipping through files and slamming down paperwork………Bitch don’t be jealous.

“Ms. Y/L/N are you okay?” She asked you full of concern. You went to speak, but someone called her out into the hallway, leaving you and Kihyun alone.

You stared at him as he started flipped through paperwork of his own, almost ignoring your existence. You frowned and huffed and just as you went to start swearing, the annoying guy coworker came into the room. Now it was Kihyun’s turn to get jealous, his was instantly though.

“Y/N,” the guy started sitting on the edge of the table looking down at you, ignoring the fact that Kihyun was in the room, “I was worried last night after you walked away,” you looked at him and it took everything in you not to roll your eyes, “I really like you, please, just go out with me just once.”

From the corner of your eye, you saw the quick look of anger on Kihyun’s face. But you weren’t one to play games. You sighed and stood up finally and took a step back.

“No thank you,” you answered calmly , “I’ve told you, I’m not interested,” you sighed and turned to walk away.

“Y/N,” he called your name as he grabbed your arm. He pulled you closer and began speaking lowly, so Kihyun wouldn’t hear, “I don’t think you understand. Go out with me and I’ll make sure you get a promotion and a raise. Why work hard when you can do it easily.”

This prick, all while speaking had begun snaking an arm around your waist and pulling you even closer, “I mean your really pretty, even with a bastard kid.”

That part, Kihyun heard, the book he was writing in somehow flew across the room and hit the guy in the back of the head. You shoved away from him and slapped him as hard as you could. All of these actions occurred simultaneously and quickly. You wanted to claw his eyes out, but Kihyun wanted him to bleed.

Thankfully what kept him from getting his ass whooped at that very moment was the others coming in, all them being very loud and chatty. Someone asked what was going on, but the guy dismissed himself and returned shortly. You rolled your eyes and sat down, you were pissed and annoyed beyond belief.

Alas the meeting went smoothly, despite the icy look that Kihyun was giving the asshole. It was during this meeting that you learned that he’d be joining the project and that he was paired up to work with you. It was already decided by the higher ups, leaving you no room for any say in the matter.

Two week later with more of Kihyun ignoring you, the only time you saw him was at work and briefly at home. He’d stop by to see y’all’s kid when you were out and then leave, claiming he was too busy to talk.

Adding to the fact that you had to work with the asshole. Whom you kept at arms length at all times, if it wasn’t at work around people or even about work for that matter. You kept interaction with him at bare minimum.

Well bitch, again, another company dinner was planned at you had no choice but to attend. You walked into the restaurant venue and instantly spotted Kihyun sitting at a table with the same woman from the other day, giggling it up.

You walked over and sat down on the other side of him and the moment you did, she got up and left, mumbling something about your attitude being bad lately. Kihyun scrolled through his phone, again ignoring you.

You huffed and tapped his shoulder, “What’s your problem?” You asked when he finally sat his phone down and looked at you.

“Be honest with me Y/N.” He started cutting straight to the point, “what do you see me as.”

“It’s hard to place,” you answered honestly “I couldn’t place my feelings about you into any specific category before.”

“So,” he sighed, cutting you off again, “am I just a good fuck for you then?”

“No, it’s not like that-,” you tried.

“So, you have no emotional attachment to me at all.” He cut you off.

“Kihyun,” you fumed “what do you want me to say? If I don’t see you, I get mad. If you don’t say anything I get worried. I hate seeing you sad and upset! Most importantly, damn it, why are always laughing and talking to her?”

“Why are you upset about it?”

“Because you’re making me feel complicated and fucking confused.” You huffed.

He went to speak but a certain person’s presence stopped him. The prick sat on the other side of you and throughout the entire dinner, you were doing a solid job of ignoring him and not dragging Kihyun out the door to yell at him.

You thought you were completely safe until…..

“Y/N,” a coworker called your name as you sat down your cup after taking a sip of water, you hummed at her in response, “why are you two not dating yet?”

You choked on invisibility because excuse me what the fuck, “I’m fine,” you choked out, “we’ve talked about this already guys.”

Instinctively Kihyun handed you your water and patted your back. He followed up by giving you a paper towel and asking if you were okay. Your coworker pricks hand somehow, someway thought that it would a good idea to put his hand on your leg.

Kihyun had turned his full attention towards the man, while everyone else was conversing oblivious to what was happening. Before you could reach over and shove his hand off, Kihyun did it for you. When your coworker looked in your direction, he was met with a glare Yoo Kihyun.

“Let’s get out of here,” you whispered to Kihyun noting how visibly pissed he was becoming.

It take but a moment to get him outside, the moment you thought you were in the clear, Kihyun went on a full rant.

“Who,” he started passing back and forth in front of you, “who the fuck is he? Huh? What right does he have to touch those legs…..my legs,” he pointed at your legs, and made an up and down motion with his hand “I should’ve punched him in the face instead of throwing a book across the room. Ugh! Also,” he redirected his thoughts towards you, “what are you wearing that skirt anyway, I thought I hid it.”

“You’re the one that hid it,” you cut him off, pointing a finger, “this is one of my favorite skirts.”

“Mines too, that’s why I hid it, you look too damn good in it!” He huffed.

“So, that’s the purpose!” You countered

“To look good for other guys or is it for yourself?” He asked.

“It’s your favorite color, you do the math.” You folded your arms and took a step towards him.

“It’s f-for me,” he stuttered out, lowering his voice the moment you got in his face, “well when you put it that way,” he cleared his throat, “I’m sorry for hiding it.”

You went to speak but was cut off by the sound of your name being called. You took a step back from Kihyun to see who it was. Low and behold it was the prick from work. You both sighed and swore. You told Kihyun not to say a word. But, he can only hold back so much aggression.

“Is he bothering you?” He asked gesturing toward Kihyun, who’s hands were on his hip.

“It’s none of your business, take a hint and leave me alone.”

You took a step and he stopped you, “why are you being difficult?” He asked.

You went to speak, but Kihyun cut in, he looked at your coworker and scoffed “Are you deaf, she said get lost.”

“I think you’re the one who should get lost.” He demanded.

This side of Kihyun, you’d only seen once and you didn’t want to see him like that again. You noted how his ears had begun to turn red. So you grabbed his hand “Nope,�� you started, “not today.”

“Baby,” Kihyun started raising his voice a little, “this man, is bothering you and me, at this point-,”

“So what,” you went back at him, “that doesn’t mean start a riot.”

“Says who,” he yelled finally pulling his hand away as he expressed himself, “you can’t stop me.”

“Ummm, Yes I can!” You frowned.

“Ha,” he laughed at you, “how, you can’t even tell Y/baby’s/N to stop throwing her food.”

“Hey,” you yelled back, “she’s stubborn because of you!”

“I’m not stubborn!” He huffed.

“Than what are you being right now?” You asked.

“Being protective over my wife!” He yelled with his whole chest.

“I’m not your wife!” You stated.

“Then marry me already!”

“We’re already married!” You replied

It fell silent as you both registered the entire conversation or argument….

“Y/N, Kihyun…” you heard your names being called and looked up. Both of groups of coworkers all stood there stunned at what they had just heard.

“This is your fault!” You yelled at Kihyun, for no reason.

“How,” he countered, “it’s his fault to sticking his nose in our business.” He pointed.

“That’s bullshit,” you countered, “you’re the one that hid my fucking skirt and gave me the silent treatment for two damn week!”

“Honey,” Kihyun started after sighing again, ignoring everything else you said, “stop swearing, pretty lips shouldn’t curse.”

“These are my lips!”

“But they’re shaped like our little angels.” He stated matter of factly

“What you going to do about it,” you tested his patience like a dumbass, “ass, bitch fuck shit motherfucker!”

He just started at you with a unreadable expression for all of two seconds before you took off running. He called after you, apologized to everyone and then chased you down the street, leaving everyone shocked, speechless and confused…….

No shit, when he finally caught you, you begged for forgiveness as he picked you up and carried you to your apartment and took you to your bedroom. Where, let’s just say, he fixed your potty mouth.

Sometime later you both were sitting in the bathtub. Kihyun was sitting behind playing with you hands, while you rested you head in his chest. It was quiet for a while, then he sighed and you looked up at him.

“This is going to be fun to explain in the morning,” He started.

“Wanna just say we kept it a secret to keep our work separated from our personal lives?” You asked.

“Yeah,” he agreed as you stood up to get out of the tub, “sounds like a good idea.” he added getting out of the tub as well.

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iibonniee · 1 year ago

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You Were Always Mine

Pairing: Im Changkyun x Reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: ex!changkyun, unprotected sex, creampie, impregnation kink, oral (male receiving), public sex

Rating: R

Word Count: 3.6k

Summary: The two of them always had a game of cat and mouse. She was the mouse, and he was the cat. The cat never lets their pray get away.

Masterlist | Tags: @beautifulworldandmore @kyunnielove @iamkyunie @doveslittlekpoparchive @dessianna1

It only took three seconds after the clock on her phone hit 8:30 for him to walk in. It always felt like clockwork, and she felt like she knew him better than anyone. Her eyes were glued to his movements. How he stood at the bar entrance — not a single care in the world — showed that he was blocking excited patrons from entering. He had a goal in mind.

She was far too exhausted tonight to mingle in the crowd to run from his browsing eyes. She knew what his game plan was. After all, his messages on her phone swarmed like flies, ranging from passive-aggressive to downright semi-nude. He was a good fuck; she had to give him that much. But she knows that if she kept feeding him more and more, there would be no real reason to call him her ex.

But here she was, unmoving from the bar stool directly across the bar entrance. Her lips wrapped around the rim of her martini. She could always pick a different bar. She knew she should, but then that silly game of cat and mouse would continue. While it was fun, she had to admit his dick was always just too good to run from.

Whether it was fucking her or just in her mouth, why would she run from that?

Y/N groaned and rolled her eyes, thankful the club music was just a bit too loud for the drunken girl beside her to notice. She should have known better than to dare to sit here. Was misinformation her ally or foe here? She could only imagine what ridiculous stunt he was going to pull next. His ideology seemed to be “bigger, bolder, more daring,” which drew her to him in the first place.

She allowed her arm to fall, each finger trailing down the stem of her glass, carefully spinning it around the coaster. A slight smirk grew on her face. She so enjoyed playing the role of the irresistible bait, as much as she hated to admit that much out loud. His predatory instincts made him even more appealing, his brown eyes often a shade darker in his approach, or perhaps it was the drink washing her worries away, clouds blurring her better judgment.

Should she leave, making herself out to be the elusive prey yet again? Or should she stay and match his boldness with her own? Tease, bait, invite - it was all just a dance she enjoyed too much. Each step, each swirl, was addictive and exhilarating. And each little private victory gave her the satisfaction, the validation she constantly sought.

Yet, she never considered herself the victim. No, her heart didn’t stand a chance in this battle of the sexes. Instead, she amused herself by laughing, both at her lack of restraint and at the nature of man, ever persistent in his pursuits. She realized that the line between attraction and addiction was easily blurred under the glimmer of the club’s neon lights.

Her eyes flicked up, and there he was, flashing his characteristic smirk the moment his eyes finally met her own, ready to play another round of their dangerously addictive game. She showed no such emotions back. Instead, she stood up from the bar, her eyes meeting his own once more before she snuck away.

In one swift motion, she managed her escape, mingling swiftly with the crowd, her sleek figure disappearing amongst the jubilant mass. Yet, her eyes never left his figure, her heart pounding in anticipation of the thrill that was to come. The club’s neon lights play a kaleidoscope on the glossy floor leading the path to her sanctuary - the girls’ bathroom.

Despite the loud club music drowning out any particulars, he could still sense her fleeting figure like a predator in tune with its prey. As interested spectators made space for him, he pursued, the constant smirk playing on his face, witnessing his confidence.

She slipped into the girls’ bathroom through the crowd, the feminine echo of laughter and chatter creating the perfect shield for her. Much like a safe haven, she sought refuge in its familiar tiles, the fluorescent lights glaring in sharp contrast to the club’s ambient neon.

Yet in the game of cat and mouse, they played, sanctuary was momentary. She knew he would wait for her to leave the bathroom. She watched as the drunken girls giggled their way out of the bathroom, and she was met with silence. Even in the comforting silence of the bathroom, she could discern the faint musings of the music that struggled to seep in - the bass of the clubs’ anthem pulsating in sync with her heartbeat. Her reflection stared back, eyes revealing a wild exhilaration that she was all too familiar with. The flickering neon light of the bathroom danced on her face, painting a beautiful paradox of vulnerability and intent.

Just as she was about to collect herself, the silence was broken by an uncalled disturbance. The metallic barrier that demarcated her sanctuary had been breached. A figure had entered, his silhouette speaking volumes of the audacity she had grown to enjoy. The trademark smirk, beautifully lit under the urban neon, revolted against the defined norms, entering the feminine haven that was the ladies restroom.

She watched as he locked the door behind him and leaned against him. His eyes never left her own, staring her down with pointed daggers ready to strike and cut if and when he could.

“This is the lady’s restroom, Changkyun.” She was the first to speak, leaning against the marble sink to keep herself up. The game of cat and mouse was about to end. Changkyun looked far too hungry to wait another moment.

“You enjoy this little game of ours, don’t you?” His voice was hoarse, his eyes darkened as he stayed unmoving. She watched as his eyes traveled over her body, then a groan left his lips. “You… you drive me fucking insane, Y/N. I can’t get enough of you. I want you all the time. It drives me fucking insane. I can’t even think about fucking someone else when I know I can just find you and just make you mine again. How much do you miss me?”

She watched as he pushed himself away from the door and slowly stalked towards her. His movements were slow but full of purpose and precision. He wanted to scare her and let her know that her running had consequences. His kind act was just a front for her to cave.

And she knew she would.

Her breath hitched when he stopped in front of her. His familiar scent filled her space way too quickly. His warm hand cupping her cheek was just the beginning, and she knew far too well what would unravel next.

“I missed you, baby. How much did you miss my cock, baby girl? I bet you missed choking on it,” He murmured, his fingers tracing her jawline almost affectionately. His voice was a husky whisper, so intimate in the hollow silence of the restroom. Yet, it held an undercurrent of dominance she was familiar with.

“No, I didn’t,” she retorted, voice steady despite her heart hammering against her ribcage. It was a lie, of course. It was all she ever thought about. Her witty response was her defense, a mesh of defiance wrapped around a soft core. She met his heated gaze, an open challenge, unyielding and defiant, resisting the fear that threatened to shake her nerve.

Yet deep down, she knew Changkyun had a way of teasing out her vulnerabilities. His brand of seduction was potent, a battle of wills in their dangerously addictive game of seduction and dominance.

His smirk grew at her response. It appeared almost predatory. He was aware of his effect on her, the tingle of anticipation he could evoke. Yet, he was wholly unprepared for the resistance she displayed.

“Oh really, baby?” His dark eyes gleamed under the fluorescent lights of the restroom, echoing his provocative sentiment. “You started this game… but remember, I play to win. Your lies won’t work on me.”

The tension between them was palpable, volatile, and invigorating. She watched as his soft expression changed. His gaze darkened, the softness replaced by a predatory gleam that quickened her pulse. The physical shift in his demeanor could have been attributed to the adrenaline pumping through them both. Still, she knew it was more than that. He tested her limits, challenging her as an opponent in this twisted game.

“On your knees, Y/N.” he commanded, the tone of his voice starkly contrasting with the tender caress that still lingered on her face. The words echoed around the vacant room, each syllable slicing through the thick tension hanging in the air.

Trapped by his magnetic gaze, she felt the words reverberate through her core. The audacious demand was invigorating. She looked up at him, her features calm amidst the storm. Here was the crucial turning point of their game - his bold demand met by her open defiance or willing submission. They both knew well this was no longer about power but about control. The bathroom’s fluorescent lights witness their complicated dance of seduction and resistance.

“Changkyun, we’re in the bathroom. A public bathroom.” She tried, but she knew her efforts were to be in vain. His dark expression remained unchanging. She knew his mind was set in stone.

“That didn’t matter whenever I would finger fuck you at dinner with the boys, now did it? Or may I remind you when I fucked you so hard in an alleyway I had to force you from screaming and drawing attention to us.” His retort hung heavy in the air, reminders of their previous dalliances now fuel to the fire.

Her blush was visible in contrast to her otherwise steady face, the memories he draped into words causing a familiar stir. Changkyun had the knack for commanding control, for bending the norms and creating an element of the forbidden in the most mundane.

“This time is different,” she said, maintaining her defiant gaze, an attempt to reign in the control she once had. A weak protest, it was more of a plea than an assertion. But by now, they both knew he had set the confines of this game.

“Is it, now?” He returned, a mischievous side-smile accentuating his smug satisfaction. “As far as I remember, our little games never had any boundaries.” His words were a challenge, daring her, making her question her own reservations.

“That was when we were together, Changkyun.” She shot back, knowing that her attempts would be futile.

“Who said we broke up? Baby, I don’t fuck anyone else but you. You’re still mine. All fucking mine,” He grit, his eyes a dark shade of brown. She shuffled where she stood, entrapped by his hands, pinning her between the sink and his body. “So, get on your fucking knees, Y/N, and suck my cock like a good girl. I have so much cum to give you.”

Reluctantly, or so it seemed, she complied with his demand. Lowering herself until the cold ceramic tiles were beneath her knees, she allowed herself to look up at him, a picture of mischief and provocation etched on her face. The scenario felt dangerously intoxicating, their reckless game wrapped in anticipation and cloaked by the silence of the restroom.

“You know, Changkyun,” she began, hands lightly resting on his thighs, her voice soft yet playfully taunting. “Even when I’m on my knees, I’m still the one in control.”

With the fluorescent lights casting harsh shadows around them, she watched as his eyes never left hers. Now smirking, he tilted his head to the side, teasing her with his smirk.

“Let’s see about that.”

With a coy smile dancing on her lips, her fingers started their sinful journey up his muscular thighs. Her touch was feather-light yet powerful enough to make him shiver in anticipation. His breath hitched as he reveled in the seductive spectacle unfolding before him.

She met his gaze, her eyes swirling with a lustful cocktail of daring and desire. Lowering her head, she gingerly kissed the growing bulge in his trousers, her smirk never leaving her face, her eyes never breaking contact with his. The silence between them was thick with anticipation as she skillfully unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans.

Changkyun’s breath hitched as she delicately wrapped her fingers around his pulsating length, her touch bringing about an electrifying sensation that sent jolts of pleasure up his spine. She moved her hand up and down, evoking a raw groan from him that echoed in the room.

“Fuck, I missed you.” He groaned, his eyes trailing her movement. “My cock missed you and that filthy mouth of yours.”

The sight of him teetering on the edge, his face contorted with pleasure, was euphoric. It was her wicked game, and Changkyun was an eager participant. As she slowly lowered her head toward his trembling length, her eyes flicked upwards, catching his, a spark of victory igniting in her eyes.

She enveloped him with her lips, her tongue swirling around him in decadent exploration, savoring his taste. Changkyun’s grip tightened on the arms of the chair, his knuckles whitening at the acute pleasure ripping through his body.

Her actions became rhythmic, a sinful dance of her mouth on his length that had him gasping for breath, his fingers threading through her hair in a desperate effort to keep her close. The intensity escalated until he was a quaking mess beneath her.

“Shit, just like that baby girl.” His fingers curling in her hair, he gently but firmly redirected her movements, guiding her along his throbbing length. “Mmm, fuck. You take my cock so well. I knew you missed it.”

With each tantalizing swirl of her tongue, each decadent enfoldment of her lips around him, Changkyun found himself battling the convulsive waves of pleasure that threatened to prematurely bring him to his peak. He resisted the urge to close his eyes, preferring to feast on the sinful visual of her lips moving rhythmically on his arousal.

Her hooded eyes were locked onto his, holding an alluring blend of domination and submission. The delicious anticipation of her exploring his sensitive areas made him bite his lip, a husky groan emanating deep from his chest. The raw and animalistic sound-induced an irresistible vibration that traveled up his length, amplifying the pleasure.

The moist warmth of her mouth and the softness of her lips quickly drove him toward the height of his release. He could feel his resolve crumbling under the onslaught of her wicked expertise. He quickened his pace, gripping her lush hair more tautly as his body stiffened.

His pulse roared in his ears, his climax imminent. A guttural growl rumbled from his chest, warning her of his impending release. With a growing pride, she increased her pace, taking him deeper, refusing to break eye contact.

The sensations were too much. A strangled cry broke from his lips as his orgasm thundered through him, hot and potent, his body convulsing in waves of ultimate satisfaction. She did not break her rhythm until she had drained every last drop from him, swallowing his warm release with a provocative air of triumph.

Her sultry gaze and sensual smile curving her lips suggestively confirmed her control over his pleasure was absolute. His legs nearly gave out beneath him, but the victorious glow in her eyes was a sight he wouldn’t trade for anything else. Changkyun was indeed a willing captive in this lascivious game.

Catching his breath, he reacted swiftly, all prior tenderness replaced by a raw, primal desire. With a surge of strength, he pulled her up, his grip firm on her arms as he pivoted her to face the mirror. His smoky reflection locked gazes with her surprised one.

Forcefully, with little ceremony, he hoisted the hem of her dress, tugging it up until the fabric bunched around her waist. Her gasp was swallowed by the silence of the restroom as the cold air brushed against her bare skin. She clutched the edge of the sink basin, anticipation and a touch of apprehension igniting a flush in her cheeks.

“Look at us,” he murmured huskily, his fingers tracing electrifying paths on her thighs. “This is what control looks like.”

With the fluorescent lights casting a cruel, explicit glare on their reflections, the provocative reality of their position struck her. Yet, the intoxicating thrill that coursed through her veins at this lewd spectacle overpowered any semblance of regret or embarrassment. She was as much a part of this dangerous game as he was.

“I’m going to fuck you so good tonight Y/N. Everyone is going to hear you screaming my name. Shit, I might just put a baby in you.” He chuckled darkly, meeting her eyes in the mirror. “Wearing my favorite underwear tonight, too. Did you give up on our game? Did you just want me to fuck you instead of running from me, princess?”

Changkyun nudged her underwear to the side with a swift and audacious motion. As his fingers danced provocatively at her edge, a sharp intake of breath hitched in her throat.

“Fuck you.” she managed to retort, her voice but a sultry whisper drowned in the ambiance of the echoing restroom.

His responding grin mirrored devilishly in the reflection, was her only warning before he claimed her defiantly. Their gasps echoed in unison, bouncing off the cold tiles, amplifying the intoxicating symphony of their game.

A plethora of sensations rummaged through her – from his roughened fingers leaving their memory on her skin, his breath falling erratically on her nape, to the decadent intimacy of his intrusion. Barely clutching onto the edge of the sink basin, she cursed under her breath, bucking instinctively as he thrust into her without warning.

He took her breath away, every maddening thrust deeply etched onto the canvas of her memory. Unraveling under his touch and pace, she was yet not entirely defeated. Turning her head slightly, she locked eyes with him in the mirror - a silent, sensual challenge reflecting in her eyes, never backing down from their addictive, reckless game.

“Shit-“She cried out, surprised at his forcefulness.

“What is it?” He grunted as his eyes met hers through the mirror. “You’re already fucking soaked. There was no need for foreplay.”

As the thriving tension in the restroom escalated, the one thing clear beneath the spell of the fluorescent lights was this: their dangerous game had just been taken up a notch, and neither of them was ready to lose control. Neither of them wanted to lose.

“Does it feel good?” he husked in her ear, pushing her body against the cool sink. Changkyun’s heated gaze met hers in the reflection once more, the lust burning in them enough to make the room feel like it was on fire. She whimpered in response, her body betraying her with a fierce shudder of ecstasy. The way he filled her so completely was almost too much to bear.

The primal connection between their bodies was amplified in the silence. The need that bound them together was raw, elemental, shattering the last vestiges of their restraint.

“Changkyun,” she gasped out, her voice filled with raw desire as she dug her fingers into his forearm. “Fuck…”

Her reaction drew out a throaty groan from him, some of his control slipping at the sound of his name coming out so sweetly from her lips. His pace quickened, the primal rhythm of their bodies blending into a symphony of sinful pleasure. Each deep thrust had her craving more, her body twisting and bucking in sync with his savage rhythm.

The sharp sting of her nails digging into her own fisted skin and her cries for more further fueled his desire. He caught her neck firmly, pulling her so that her back was against his chest, eliciting a choked gasp that sent tremors running down his length. Changkyun could feel her reaching her climax, and he pushed her towards the edge, provoking whimpers that escalated into throaty cries of his name.

Her release rippled around him, her body clenching and contracting in waves around his throbbing length. Sensing her sweet downfall, Changkyun followed suit; his body stiffened as his climax hit, spilling hotly inside her with a guttural groan. Her name fell from his lips as a reverent whisper, their shared pleasure echoing through the dark room.

In the end, they were both breathless, their bodies still locked together amidst the remnants of spent desire. His forehead rested against her back while she clung to the sink, her body trembling softly beneath him. As he pressed gentle kisses on her sweat-laced shoulder, Changkyun knew he had lost, lost himself entirely to the woman staining his every thought with her intoxicating presence. He couldn’t care less.

“All fucking mine,” he said, finally breaking the silence. He withdrew slowly from her, shuddering slightly at the loss of warmth. “Look at my cum dripping out of your greedy hole.”

His words caused her to shiver. She felt his cum leaking down her leg, leaving her to feel emptier than before. His audacious remark resonated in the silent room, part warning, part claim. She glanced down past their intermingled bodies, alive with the aftermath of their reckless abandon. The telltale evidence adorned her thighs, starkly contrasting her flushed skin. Heat pooled within her at the salacious sight, a realization of their actions reverberating through her.

“No more running, Y/N. You are mine.”

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About Time

Pairing: Changkyun x Reader Genre: Angst, Smut Rating: M Summary: You broke the number rule of fuck buddies and ghosted him. You think you don’t have to answer for that? Word Count: 3.5k Warnings: mentions of drinking, fingering, public unprotected vaginal sex, hair pulling, biting, creampie

Arrow: Gold > Friends (with benefits!) to Lovers AU

Thanks to everyone in @kvanity-main who patiently put up with my 99 questions and requests. Extra thanks to @jinsquishes for the beautiful banner. I recommend nvrmnd, Die for You, God Damn, and Horizon for this. Happy Valentine’s Day my lovelies!

One would assume a dark, crowded club would be the best place to avoid someone you’re ghosting. How could you ever hope to find anyone through all the bodies and smoke? Now add the fact that the person you’re avoiding hates places like this, and it should be perfect. Right?

Wrong.

Because across the fucking room with a red solo cup in one hand and a vape in the other was none other than the last person you planned to see tonight. You fully expected to see the Easter Bunny before Changkyun’s molten stare. A sharp elbow to your side yanked you out of the mental sinkhole you fell into the second your eyes met his.

“What the fuck are you staring at—” Vita followed your line of sight and gasped dramatically. “Ain’t no way. I thought he hated clubs. What the fuck is he doing here?”

You sputtered something that could’ve been a response in baby talk, mind thoroughly fucked as you scrambled to get your shit together. Quickly tossing back the rest of your drink, you looked around, frantically searching for the nearest exit. You’d even jump out of a third-story window at this moment.

“I’ve gotta get the fuck out of here.” You threw your cup away. “I can’t be here.”

“Wait, what?” She pulled on your arm. “No! Don’t leave me! You swore you’d hang out with me tonight.”

“Well, that was before Korean John Wick popped up looking like he’s gonna take me out with a pencil.” You looked at her, eyes pleading for understanding. “What if he comes over? He’s gonna ask why I’m not answering his calls and texts. What the fuck am I gonna say to him?”

Her grip tightened. “Be honest with him! Just flat out say you caught feelings and the situation doesn’t vibe for you anymore. I’m pretty sure he’d appreciate you being upfront with him instead of pulling this hide-and-go-seek shit.”

“Oh, fuck you, smart ass. You dodged Taehyung for weeks before you nutted up and told him the truth.”

Shock flashed in her eyes before she let go. “Wow. Digging deep in the past, ain’t you? At least I fucking told him.”

“Right.” You looked back at Changkyun. The cup and vape were gone, but his eyes were still on you as he watched with curiosity. “So I have at least another week or two before you can talk shit. God, he looks like he’s gonna come over. If he does…”

“Jesus, _____, just spit the words out and be done with it.” She crossed her arms. “It’s better than dragging this out any longer. Trust me. What’s he gonna do? Dump you? You’re not dating. At the most, he’ll agree it won’t work and walk away. He isn’t the type to make a scene.”

As if to piss on her logic, Changkyun pushed away from the wall and headed in your direction, snaking through people without taking his eyes off you. Pure fear made your heart stutter as you grabbed her shoulders.

“Yeah, right. Tell him that, will you? I’m getting the fuck out of here.” You darted to the side. Stupid fucking heels and stupid fucking drinks made it hard to coordinate your limbs in a way that put as much space between you and the quiet storm behind you as fast as you could. Sure, it was a cowardly thing to do, but you weren’t in any shape to have a decent conversation with him. An honest one. One that formally put an end to the nights that bled into mornings where he’d cuddle you as the sun rose. To the moments you cherished while confusing you.

Not yet. You needed more time. Just a little more time.

Your eyes stung as you pushed your way through to the nearest glowing green ceiling sign. You just wanted out, away. Anything but face the truth, the inevitable hurt. The chilly night air was refreshing on your heated face when you stepped out the door. The panic softened just enough for your head to clear. Okay, you were in an alley. You just needed to figure out which way the street was so you could get a Lyft and—

The door opened behind you. Panic shot through you like shards of ice as you looked over your shoulder in horror and watched Changkyun step out. Time crawled to a stop as he adjusted his black leather jacket, pulling on the collar of his matching silk shirt. “Are you done running from me?”

Your mouth opened and closed as each train of thought derailed before making it to your lips. Running? In which sense? You turned around to face him, intent on saying something but ultimately failing because what the fuck should you say?

The longer he waited for you to speak, the more intense his stare got. “You realize the whole point of being fuck buddies is to actually fuck, right?” He pulled the door shut behind him then put his hands into his pocket, and cocked his head to the side. “And I’m not sure if you noticed, but uh, we haven’t fucked since—what—three weeks ago?”

“Something more like two and a half.” You mumbled.

His eyebrows rose. “Oh, so she does remember how to communicate.” He looked away and nodded, tongue poking the inside of his cheek. “Since I’m not worth the effort of a call or text, I won’t waste your time. Just tell me why we’re not fucking anymore and I’ll be on my way.” He gestured at you with his hand in his coat pocket. “Go on. Is it someone else?”

There was something in the way his frown and grouchy words didn’t match the flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. Though it was brief, for a second you saw the Changkyun you wished you could be with all the time. The one who was emotionally available. “N-no. I haven’t…no one but you, Kyun.”

Confusion creased his brow even more. “So, then what is it? I give it to you good, right? I mean, the way you can’t even get out of bed after—”

“It’s not that. I promise.” You bit your lip and looked at your feet. “Please, Kyun. It’s hella stupid. I just…” You couldn’t bring yourself to say it. He was expecting some grand, logical reason when in reality it was so fucking…simple.

“What is it?” He prodded. His gaze dragged over your body before he looked away and changed his stance. “Jeez, you don’t have to overthink everything. Just spit it out.” He closed his eyes, swallowed, and lowered his voice. “Just say it.”

Maybe it was the sudden softness in his words that made your chest tighter as your throat and eyes burned. Right. Just say it. Let go and move on. You took a deep, shuddering breath. “I-I can’t do this anymore.”

His face tightened for a second as if he’d flinched from pain. For a solid minute, neither of you said a word, listening to the ambiance around you. The cars passing by on the street. The muffled bass of the music inside the club. The hum of electricity from the flickering streetlight nearby. Just when you thought you couldn’t take another moment of silence, he asked, “Why? Did I do something wrong?”

“No!” You reached out and nearly touched him before thinking better of it. “No. It’s me. My mistake. I—” You swallowed and looked around the dimly lit alley as if the words you needed to say would jump out and save your ass. How could you tell him the truth without ripping your heart out in the process? You hugged yourself and shut your eyes, willing the unshed tears to back the fuck off. You could cry it out later. Not here. Not in front of him. He’d told you plenty of times tears did nothing for him. “Fuck. When we started this, we both agreed to keep it casual. No feelings.”

He inhaled sharply and took a step forward. The crunch of the ground under his shoes made your eyes snap open. A mistake. His eyes widened upon seeing the tears lining yours. “Baby—”

You shook your head and hugged yourself tighter. “A-at first, that worked for me, Kyun. I swear it did. Sex with you is the greatest thing I’ve ever experienced so far in life. You’re amazing, so please don’t question that. But, as we got to know each other more, things got…complicated.”

“Really. Complicated, how?” He took another step closer and you took one back. “What complication justifies shutting me out?”

Your body sagged as your chest tightened to the point of pain. “Please, don’t make me say it.”

“I deserve to know the truth, don’t I? I’ve spent more time in the past six months in bed with you than I have on my own. I got to the point where I’m not used to waking up alone.” He licked his lips and exhaled hard. “Like, I get that fuck buddies aren’t as close as we are. Maybe friends with benefits doesn’t cover it either. Whatever it is, it’s good, right?”

You hated how your heart colored his words with hope and yearning. This wasn’t the same guy who swore to you he couldn’t do relationships. That you’d never catch him doing lovey-dovey couple stuff. That wasn’t him. Commitment wasn’t in his skillset. “For you.” You bit out after a gulp of air. “It’s good for you. I-I can’t separate the physical from the emotional stuff.” You looked at him through tears. “I tried so hard to keep it casual. I reminded myself over and over that you can’t give me lo—more. But you confused me! Insisting I stay each night, waking up with you. Telling me I’m beautiful and insisting we hang out for fun. How was I supposed to keep my heart out of it?”

His expression went blank, completely clueless as he stared at you. “What?”

“God, Kyun. For someone who says otherwise, you do the boyfriend thing really well.” You dried your face by dabbing at it with your coat sleeve. “For a minute, you had me imagining what it’d be like. And once I got to that point, I knew I couldn’t go on with this anymore. It hurts like hell to want someone in a way they’ll never want you.”

Changkyun blinked a few times before understanding dawned on his pretty face. “Oh.” He got a distant look in his eyes, looking down the alley at the street. “So…you caught feelings for me?”

Your arms dropped to your sides. The gut punch wasn’t as painful as you thought it’d be, but it still hurt. “I know I should’ve talked to you. I just…didn’t know what to say or how to say it.”

He bit his bottom lip and nodded then took a step towards you. You automatically took a step back so he took another. And another. And another. Your back collided with the wall of the building behind you and before you knew it, he was pressed against you, chest to chest, and looking into your eyes with an expression you’d never seen on his face before. Worse of all, it made your stomach turn with excitement in a way that only he ever could incite. His fingertips caressed your cheek before they traced down to your neck.

“Say it again,” his voice was low and warm like coffee on your tongue, “tell me what you imagined being with me was like.”

You sucked in cold air noticing how the tip of your nose was getting numb. “I—this isn’t a joke, Kyun!” You pushed at his chest. “I’m being serious—”

His fingers curled around the back of your neck and gently squeezed. “And so am I. I wanna hear it.” He pulled you close until your foreheads touched then gently rubbed his nose against yours. “You made me go weeks without hearing your voice or seeing your face over this. So, give it all to me. Every single thought. Make the pain worth it.”

Your heart skipped a beat. You swallowed hard and looked into his eyes. “I told you. It’s dumb. I just pictured stupid couple stuff like taking selfies, holding hands in front of your friends, or cuddling on a rainy day.”

He hummed as his fingertips caught the hem of your skirt. “I admit, that does sound like stupid couple stuff.” You scoffed and tried to pull away, so he quickly followed with, “But I’d do them with you if you really wanted to. At this point, there isn’t much I wouldn’t do with you. For you. To you.”

“What?” You searched his eyes, mind reeling as his words echoed in your head.

“Let me make a little confession of my own.” His free hand gripped your jaw between his thumb and index finger as the other splayed across your thigh. “Since I last saw you, I haven’t been out much. Maybe to the store. At first I thought maybe you were just busy. But then Jooheon would tell me he saw you out with your friend and each time I wondered if it was me. Maybe you were avoiding me.” He pulled your leg up on his hip. “At first, I told myself I didn’t care. That you’d get over whatever the fuck you were going through and come back when you were ready. But you never did.”

You gasped as his hand wandered between your bodies and toyed with the edge of your panties. “Kyun—”

“No, no. Shh. Listen to me. I need you to know how hard it was to stay away and give you space, baby. No one else touches this dick but you.” It was hard to focus on his words when his fingers started to stroke your clit through the sheer fabric. “I don’t even get hard at the thought of fucking anyone but you. That whole time you were gone? It was just me and my hand.” His lips brushed against yours, but he didn’t kiss you and smiled when you started to chase his mouth. “Just like you, hm? What did you use?”

His fingers pushed your panties aside and cupped your pussy, middle finger pressing between your folds. “My toys—oh, god—and fingers.” Your breath hitched as he dipped his finger inside.

He moved his hand from your chin to the wall. “Did they feel good? Better than me?” You shook your head and he bit his lip, rewarding your honesty with the rest of his finger buried to the hilt. “You look so fucking hot right now. This skirt. This top.” He leaned in and nipped at your neck, soothing the skin with a lick as he worked his finger in and out. “I saw you as soon as I walked in. Wanted you right then. Needed you…”

His words were smoke in your head, creating a dense fog of him that made you burn from the inside out. Your hips rolled on his hand, pace increasing when he added another finger. You were vaguely aware of how fucked out and needy you sounded as he pulled moans from you with just his hand. His lips caught yours and ended with a playful bite as he pulled his hand away.

“As needy as the last time we did this, huh?” He groaned in your ear, low and husky as he fumbled with his pants. You couldn’t even respond, too focused on helping him work the belt buckle and zipper. The second his dick was free, he pushed his pants down to his thighs and reached for yours. “Get up here.”

One leg went around his waist, and with a hop, so was the other. You put your arms around his neck. Using the wall for leverage, he gave you sloppy, frantic kisses as he held you up by your thighs, feeling around with the head of his dick for your entrance. You squealed when it pressed into your clit and he chuckled into your mouth as he angled his hips just right and—

“Say it, baby.” He hissed as he pushed in slowly. “Tell me again why you ghosted me.” You tightened your grip, nails digging into the sleeves of your coat, as his dick stretched you with an ache you missed. When it felt like it’d never stop, he was fully seated inside and twitching every time you clenched. “Say it.”

“B-because I fell for you.” You whimpered when he pulled back then snapped his hips once. A warning. “Ah! Fuck, Kyun.”

“I wanna hear you say it.”

You squeezed your eyes shut and hid your face. “I love you. I did it because I love you and I thought you wouldn’t feel the same.”

“Fucking finally.” He brushed a kiss to the side of your face and adjusted his grip on your thighs. “About time you came around, baby.” With another snap of his hips, he set a steady pace that he’d occasionally interrupt by grinding his pelvis against your clit, determined to get you both there as quickly as possible. “Need you to cum with me. Missed you so much. I hate waking up without you next to me. Need you th—Ah, fuck. So tight.”

Your fingertips caught the ends of his hair and you pulled on it. In response his strokes grew longer, deeper as he let you drop onto his length with a clap of skin. Every time he moved, sparks danced up your spine and through your limbs. “Oh, fuck!”

“It’s been so long, baby. Just a—just a little longer. I’m almost there.” He nudged your head back and kissed you hard, a clash of lips and tongue as he swallowed your moans while feeding you his own. You were vaguely aware of how the bricks dug into your back and hips, too lost in the pleasure you were drowning in. How had you stayed away from him for so long when he could do shit like this to you? You were crumbling to pieces in his arms, on his dick, and for once it didn’t scare you shitless. You could trust him to put you back together. You held his face and kissed him harder, trying to match his intensity. When he caught your tongue and sucked on it, you fell apart. You came hard, convulsing in his arms as he leaned back and switched to quick strokes, moaning your name as he reached his high. “Oh, shit. Fuck, baby, fuck. I love you. I love you so fucking much.”

He leaned against you with a whimper as his body rode the wave, pressing up into you as he stuffed your pussy with cum. Your lips met after a few misses and you laughed through a kiss. The kiss slowly turned to light pecks between shy smiles as he rubbed your thighs. “My back is gonna be so sore in the morning.”

He snorted and kissed you once more before helping you down onto your shaky feet. “That’s not the only thing that’ll be sore. The night is young.”

You playfully swatted his arm as you fixed your panties and skirt. “Ugh. My panties are wet and sticky.”

His arm came around your waist and pulled you against him. “My car’s not that far. We could go back to my place.”

The thought of leaving with him reminded you of what he’d said not too long ago. “…Did you mean it? Or was that just heat of the moment talk?”

He looked into your eyes. “I’ve been in love with you since the first night you stayed over.”

“What?! Kyun, that was like the first month into this. There’s no way—” He cut you off with a kiss, this one sweet and tender as if he’d break you with his lips.

“I didn’t say anything because I remembered the rules. It seemed like you were okay with the way things were so I was okay with it. As long as I knew I was the only one you went to, I could live like that.” He looked into your eyes as his thumb brushed over your bottom lip before brushing over your hair. “Then suddenly you were gone without an explanation why…and I realized I didn’t want to let you go. Not without a good reason. So, yeah. I meant it. And just in case you don’t believe me, I love you. And I’d love you even without the sex. My heart is yours…so take care of it.” He gave you a shy yet bratty pout.

You blinked and fanned your face, turning away so he couldn’t see. “I’ll do my best. Um, so to your place?”

He threaded your fingers together. “Yup.” He pulled you along towards the street. “We can take a shower, drink some water, then work on getting another noise complaint from my neighbors.”

“What are you gonna do when your landlord finally kicks your ass out?”

He looked at you and smiled. “Look for a place to share with you.”

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purp1einmyh3ad · 1 year ago

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POV: Changkyun is your boyfriend and sends you random life update selfies every day

[this is just an excuse to post my top4 September 2023 personal favorite Changkyun updates ✌️😗]

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shabzy1644 · 1 year ago

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What your camera roll would look like dating Changkyun

#i.m #monsta x i.m #i.m monsta x #i.m changkyun #im changkyun #im monsta x #changkyun #changkyun au #im camera roll #changkyun camera roll #changkyun imagines #changkyun fluff #changkyun scenarios #im x reader #im fluff

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mebeindelulu · 10 months ago

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Screenshots from your facetime with Changkyun 🙈

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sandiegokpop · 2 months ago

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::YeLping:: Kyun & Oli omg look how big she is now!!

#i.m #oli #I've been deprived of mx for so long it's all my fault i created this drought I'm just so busy😣#but this immediately put me back into a mbb state of mind💖💖💖💗💝💜🧡💞💓💗💛💚❤#monsta x #Changkyun #instavid #from momma #SO GD CYUTE!!#she'll be coming to their shows until she's an adult can you imagine

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dreamwithlost · 2 months ago

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UM TEMPO SÓ NOSSO

"Não era fácil o relacionamento com uma estrela, mas tudo era recompensado quando tinham um tempo só entre vocês... E o piloto do jatinho."

ChangKyun (I.M) × Fem!Reader

Gênero: Smut

W.C: 3.6K (Essa rendeu)

Avisos: fingering (f), sexo desprotegido (não faça hein), Male!Dom, penetração, linguagem imprópria, creampie

ᏪNotas: Normalmente eu gosto de escrever sobre mulheres dominadoras... Mas hoje meus amigos, fiz uma cadelinha, não deu, au au

Você se deitou de bruços na cama king size do hotel, o lençol macio roçando suavemente contra sua pele exposta. Seus pés, ainda quentes do banho recente, balançavam no ar de forma quase inocente. Os dedos deslizaram pelo controle remoto até encontrar o canal certo. E então o ambiente ao seu redor pareceu dissolver-se, deixando apenas você e a expectativa palpitante de ver o rosto que tanto desejava. Quando a imagem de seu namorado finalmente apareceu, seu corpo reagiu automaticamente — um arrepio elétrico percorreu sua espinha, e seus lábios se curvaram em um sorriso que misturava saudade e desejo.

ChangKyun estava deslumbrante, como sempre, mas havia algo de especial naquela noite. A câmera capturava cada detalhe com uma precisão quase cruel, aproximando-se do rosto dele, revelando os óculos que ele ajustava com um toque. Você conhecia aquele gesto — era o sinal de que ele estava totalmente imerso na conversa. Quando ele ria, um riso baixo e melodioso, você quase podia sentir o calor daquele som tocando sua pele.

A distância entre vocês era insuportável, uma barreira invisível que você queria desesperadamente atravessar. Imaginava-se ao lado dele, puxando-o para si, sentindo o tecido do terno sob suas mãos enquanto o arrancava com uma urgência incontrolável. Queria sentir o corpo dele contra o seu, quente, firme, sua respiração acelerada misturando-se à sua.

Mas tudo o que tinha era aquela imagem distante, intocável, que apenas aumentava a sua necessidade. Viajar até ali para vê-lo, apenas para acabar sozinha em um quarto de hotel, começava a parecer um erro. Não que ele te ignorasse, longe disso, mas a carreira de ator de ChangKyun estava em ascensão, e ele estava cada vez mais distante, mesmo quando estava perto. Por mais que você soubesse que ele também sentia sua falta, isso não era o suficiente, e vez ou outra acabava por discutir com o mesmo. Você queria mais, queria ele ao menos naquela noite contigo.

— E agora? Quais são os próximos passos da nossa estrela? — A voz do entrevistador era um ruído distante, quase irrelevante, até que ChangKyun respondeu.

— Hm, ainda estou decidindo — Ele disse, umedecendo os lábios de uma forma que fez seu coração saltar. A maneira como ele olhou diretamente para a câmera, como se pudesse ver você, enviou um choque de desejo diretamente ao seu centro. — Mas tenho planos. Planos ótimos. Antes de mais nada, vou aproveitar minha semana livre para viajar com a minha mulher.

Minha mulher.

Aquelas palavras ecoaram em sua mente, cada sílaba carregada de um peso que você não estava preparada para suportar. O corpo reagiu instantaneamente, o calor subindo para suas bochechas enquanto o choque se misturava ao desejo que já borbulhava dentro de você. Era a primeira vez que ele se referia a você assim, e a sensação era avassaladora, como se cada parte do seu ser tivesse sido marcada por aquela declaração.

Mas então, a realidade bateu com força. Viajar? Desde quando vocês iriam viajar? Por que ele não mencionou nada? A confusão tomou conta, substituindo o calor inicial por uma onda de ansiedade que fez seu coração disparar. Você se levantou da cama, o tecido do lençol caindo lentamente de seu corpo, enquanto uma sensação de urgência e incerteza a dominava.

O que exatamente ChangKyun estava planejando?

O jatinho particular cortava o céu com suavidade, o ronronar baixo dos motores preenchendo o silêncio confortável entre você e seu namorado. Você estava recostada na poltrona de couro macio, os dedos deslizavam pelos braços do assento, enquanto observava ChangKyun à sua frente. Ele parecia completamente tranquilo, a revista nas mãos mal recebendo sua atenção, e, mesmo assim, você sabia que ele sentia seu olhar queimando sobre ele. Seu corpo estava envolto no vestido leve que escolheu, um tecido fluido que parecia acariciar sua pele cada vez que você se mexia agoniada naquele acento, apesar de adorar observar as nuvens normalmente.

A tensão no ar era palpável, quase sufocante. Você estava animada, claro, mas a curiosidade em saber para onde ele estava te levando fazia tudo pulsar dentro de você, seja bom ou ruim.

— Kyun, vamos lá... — Você começou, fazendo uma carinha de quem estava prestes a perder a paciência. — Você realmente não vai me contar para onde estamos indo?

Ele ergueu os olhos da revista, a expressão tranquila não deixando escapar nada. O sorriso no canto dos lábios dele só te deixava mais impaciente.

— É uma surpresa, meu amor — Ele repetiu pela enésima vez, aquela voz baixa e carregada de segurança.

Você bufou, cruzando os braços e afundando na poltrona, fingindo estar emburrada, mas o olhar fixo nele te traía. Ele era irresistível, sentado ali com aquele ar de quem sabia exatamente o que estava fazendo, no fundo amava isso. O terno escuro se ajustava perfeitamente ao corpo dele, destacando seus ombros largos e a postura impecável. Seus olhos seguiram o caminho do pescoço até a mandíbula marcada, e, por um segundo, você sentiu o calor subir pelo seu corpo, e até mesmo se esqueceu o que estava pensando anteriormente, talvez no fim, nem estivesse tão curiosa assim, apenas gostaria de descobrir logo quanto tempo levaria para poder finalmente estar grudada em seu namorado, coisa que pretendia fazer antes de todas essas surpresas.

Necessitava dele.

Seus olhos o seguiam de forma indiscreta, e você mordeu o lábio, reprimindo um sorriso. Mesmo fingindo que estava emburrada com tanto segredo, era impossível resistir ao desejo que borbulhava dentro de você. Cada detalhe da presença dele ali, tão perto, mas ainda inatingível, fazia sua mente criar cenários que a faziam se contorcer no assento.

ChangKyun fechou a revista devagar, os olhos agora totalmente focados em você. Ele se levantou, caminhando em direção à cabine do piloto, o som suave dos seus passos ecoando no pequeno espaço. Você o observava, cada movimento dele parecia desenhado para te provocar, para fazer o calor em você aumentar. Quando ele chegou à porta, a fechou e trancou com um clique que pareceu ressoar pelo jatinho.

Ele se virou para você, os olhos escuros cravados nos seus, e um sorriso que era metade diversão, metade perigo brincava em seus lábios, como se estivesse lendo os seus pensamentos.

— Não adianta fazer essa carinha de birra — Ele provocou, a voz baixa e envolvente. — Sabe o que acontece quando você insiste, não sabe?

Seu coração disparou, o ar parecia ter ficado mais denso. Ele se aproximou devagar, a confiança em cada passo, enquanto o olhar dele parecia despir você. Quando chegou junto a ti, a mão forte dele alcançou sua cintura, puxando seu corpo contra o dele com firmeza ao te retirar do acento. Você sentiu o calor dele contra o seu corpo, e um arrepio percorreu sua espinha.

— Nós podemos começar a nos divertir agora, se você quiser... — Ele sussurrou, a boca roçando de leve sua orelha, a voz carregada de um tom que te fazia estremecer.

Antes que você pudesse responder, ele te puxou de uma vez, colocando você em seu colo ao se sentar. Seus braços se agarraram aos ombros dele instintivamente, e o som surdo da palma dele batendo na sua bunda ecoou pelo pequeno espaço. Um gemido escapou de sua boca antes que você pudesse controlar, o som alto e inesperado fez seu corpo tremer.

— Shhh — ele murmurou, a boca próxima ao seu ouvido, o tom autoritário. — Não queremos que o piloto ouça, certo?

O calor subiu ao seu rosto, mas o desejo que pulsava dentro de você não te deixou envergonhada. Ao invés disso, aquela ordem fez seu corpo vibrar, e você se viu entregue àquele momento. Ele sabia como te controlar, como te tirar daquela pose de resistência que você tanto gostava de fingir. E você adorava cada segundo disso.

ChangKyun deslizou a mão lentamente por sua perna, subindo o vestido até suas coxas, os dedos firmes e decididos. Seu corpo inteiro estava em alerta, e quando ele alcançou sua intimidade, você arfou, sentindo o primeiro toque suave por cima da calcinha. Os dedos dele deslizaram entre suas pernas, levando o pequeno tecido para o lado, e quando dois deles entraram em você, seu corpo se curvou contra o dele, o prazer te invadindo rapidamente, chegava a ser estúpido.

— Viu? Já está bem mais dócil agora... — Ele provocou, os dedos se movendo dentro de você de forma lenta e torturante.

Você se agarrou aos ombros dele, o rosto enterrado no pescoço enquanto o calor subia rapidamente pelo seu corpo. Cada movimento dos dedos dele era calculado, preciso, arrancando gemidos baixos de você, que tentava manter o controle, mas era impossível.

— Kyun... — Você murmurou, sua voz já embargada pelo prazer crescente. — Eu preciso de você... Por favor...

Ele riu baixinho, um som grave que ressoou contra a sua pele. Seus dedos ainda se moviam dentro de você, mantendo o controle absoluto, enquanto você estava à beira de implorar por mais.

— Precisa, né? — Ele murmurou, a boca roçando sua orelha. — Então por que você não mostra o quanto precisa?

Suas mãos foram para o cinto dele, trêmulas de antecipação, mas determinadas. Você desfez o fecho com rapidez, puxando a calça dele para baixo o suficiente para liberar o que você tanto queria. Quando finalmente sentiu seu pau, o corpo dele quente e rígido contra você, um pigarreio de pura necessidade escapou de sua garganta.

Você se posicionou sobre ele, a respiração acelerada, enquanto ele te segurava firmemente pelos quadris. Quando você começou a descer lentamente, sentindo-o te preencher, o mundo ao seu redor desapareceu. A sensação de tê-lo dentro de você era esmagadora, e cada centímetro que você descia fazia seu corpo queimar de desejo.

ChangKyun soltou um gemido baixo quando você finalmente se encaixou completamente nele, sua vagina era tão perfeitamente projetada para recebelo, apertadinha da forma certa. As mãos firmes em sua cintura começaram a guiar seus movimentos enquanto ele tomava o controle de tudo. Você começou a se mover naquela sincronia, lenta e provocativamente, sentindo cada pulsação, cada estremecimento.

— Mais rápido... — Ele ordenou, a voz rouca de desejo, os olhos escuros fixos nos seus.

E você obedeceu, movendo-se mais rápido, mais fundo, a tensão sexual entre vocês explodindo a cada segundo, enquanto os corpos se chocavam em um ritmo que te deixava sem fôlego, completamente entregue a ele, e ao prazer que só ele sabia te proporcionar.

A mão dele deslizou pelas suas costas enquanto você sentia o calor de capa parte daquele corpo firme contra o seu. O vestido que você usava parecia ser uma barreira fina demais para a quantidade de desejo que corria entre vocês. Seus olhos se encontraram com os dele, a respiração presa no ar enquanto um sorriso malicioso surgia em seus lábios.

ChangKyun sabia exatamente o que estava fazendo. O modo como ele te olhava, como se cada detalhe do seu corpo fosse uma provocação a mais, te deixava à beira da loucura. Quando ele falou, a voz foi baixa, um sussurro que arrepiou sua pele.

— Eu disse para não ficarmos fazendo barulho… mas você adora me testar, não é? — Ele puxou você para mais perto, e antes que pudesse responder, a mão dele deslizou para baixo, apertando sua coxa e subindo ainda mais o vestido. O toque era suave, mas o efeito era devastador. Você sentia cada movimento dele, cada centímetro de pele que era exposta te incendiava mais.

Sua respiração acelerou, o ar ficando pesado, enquanto ele finalmente alcançava seu objetivo, os dedos traçando um caminho que te deixou à mercê dele. Ele não tinha pressa, sabia exatamente como fazer você pedir mais, como controlar o ritmo. E foi exatamente isso que fez.

Um tapa firme e repentino na sua bunda fez você gemer alto, a dor e o prazer se misturando de forma avassaladora. Seus olhos se arregalaram, e antes que pudesse sequer processar, ele sussurrou de novo, a voz rouca:

— Eu disse… Sem barulho. — A advertência tinha um toque de diversão, mas também de controle — Se não vamos ter que parar.

Suas pernas tremiam quando ele segurou firme em sua coxa, cessando um pouco os movimentos. Você tentou manter a expressão desafiadora, normalmente era você que controlova aquela reação, em um tratamento de princesa, mas era impossível com o prazer invadindo seu corpo, era impossível tomar qualquer decisão toda vez que queria tanto dar para ChangKyun.

— Você quer mais, não quer? — A voz dele era uma provocação, e você só conseguiu assentir, mordendo o lábio inferior enquanto tentava se libertar de seu toque e voltar a subir e descer naquele colo, estava tão gostoso, da forma como andou fantasiando enquanto ele esteve longe.

Satisfeito com a sua expressao, ele aliviou o toque em seu quadril, guiando você devagar novamente, provocando com cada movimento. A verdade é que seria impossível até mesmo para ele impedir aquilo, necessitava tanto de você que estava quase enlouquecendo, mas gostava de te ver clamar por ele, gostava de se deliciar com sua carinha manhosa.

Então, ChangKyun, com aquele olhar dominador que sempre fazia você se derreter, mudou o ritmo de seus movimentos. Seus dedos, já hábeis em explorar cada centímetro do seu corpo, deslizaram para o seu clitóris, começando a brincar com ele de maneira provocativa, lenta e torturante, enquanto você quicava para ele. Um suspiro desesperado escapou dos seus lábios, e seu corpo tremeu involuntariamente.

Você mordeu o lábio e puxou as madeixas negras do rapaz com força, tentando conter o som que ameaçava escapar, mas ele sabia exatamente como te tirar do controle. O prazer que começou a pulsar através de você era tão intenso que, num reflexo, seus braços se apertaram ao redor dele, e seu rosto se escondeu no pescoço de ChangKyun, buscando qualquer forma de controle. Seu gemido abafado encontrou refúgio na curva de seu ombro, mas ele sentiu tudo — cada tremor, cada suspiro contido.

— Shhh — Ele murmurou, o tom da voz baixo e rouco, com um toque de diversão.

O toque dele no seu clitóris intensificou-se, aumentando a pressão a cada segundo, e seus quadris começaram a se mover involuntariamente, seguindo o ritmo que ele ditava.

O som de sua respiração ofegante preenchia o pequeno espaço entre vocês, e por mais que tentasse se conter, era quase impossível. A sensação era intensa demais, e cada provocação o deixava mais decidido a te levar à beira do prazer, sem pressa.

— Sua bucetinha é tão gostosa, amor — Ele murmurou contra seu ouvido, sua voz como uma corrente elétrica passando por sua espinha seguido de um gemido baixo e meticulosamente calculado.

Suas unhas cravaram nos ombros dele enquanto o prazer aumentava, o calor em seu ventre crescendo com cada movimento dos dedos dele sobre seu ponto tão sensível.

O ritmo entre vocês mudou quando você decidiu tomar o controle, entregue aquelas provocações. Em um movimento lento, você se encaixou perfeitamente nele, parando de subir e descer, apenas movendo os quadris de maneira provocativa, sentindo cada centímetro dele dentro de você. O prazer crescia a cada ondulação do seu corpo, enquanto você rebolava, pressionando-o profundamente, sem apressar os movimentos, como se quisesse aproveitar cada segundo daquela sensação.

ChangKyun ficou tenso de imediato, um gemido baixo escapando de seus lábios enquanto seus dedos cravavam em sua cintura, e os olhos dele ficaram mais escuros, dominados pelo desejo. Ele estava tentando manter o controle, mas o modo como você rebolava, devagar e sensual, o estava levando à loucura.

Sem aviso, ele agarrou seus cabelos, puxando-os de forma possessiva, fazendo sua cabeça inclinar para trás, expondo seu pescoço. O gesto arrancou de você um gemido rouco, e a dor prazerosa misturou-se ao prazer avassalador que crescia dentro de você.

— Isso…— Ele murmurou, a voz cheia de desejo, os olhos fixos nos seus, admirando cada movimento.

— Quer que eu robole assim, gatinho? — Foi sua vez de provocá-lo, surrando em seu ouvido de forma entrecortada pelos gemidos. A maneira como ele te puxava pelos cabelos era tanto uma súplica quanto uma ordem, e você sentiu seu corpo responder a cada pequena ação.

Quando ele lhe respondeu com um murmurio, rebolou mais intensamente, sentindo o corpo dele vibrar debaixo do seu, enquanto ele respirava pesadamente. O atrito entre vocês, o jeito que o corpo dele se encaixava perfeitamente no seu, fazia o prazer explodir de forma lenta, controlada, e ao mesmo tempo irresistível. Seus movimentos se tornaram mais fluidos, como se você estivesse desenhando cada onda de prazer que passava pelo seu corpo, se esfregando nele de maneira tão íntima que era impossível saber onde um começava e o outro terminava.

ChangKyun puxava seu cabelo com mais firmeza agora, os olhos fechados por um instante, saboreando cada vai e vem, e você sentia como o corpo dele reagia a cada provocação sua, se perdendo junto com você.

— Você vai me deixar louco — Ele sussurrou, a voz grave, enquanto seu aperto no seu cabelo se intensificava, seu corpo já não mais resistindo ao controle que ele tanto tentava manter.

ChangKyun estava perdendo até seu raciocínio, e você podia sentir isso em cada movimento, em cada puxão mais fraco nos seus cabelos. Os gemidos baixos que escapavam dele se tornavam mais roucos, mais intensos, enquanto você rebolava, sendo você agora a exigir silêncio.

— Porra, você sabe exatamente o que está fazendo, não sabe? — Ele xingou, a voz grave, repleta de desejo e frustração. — Rebola mais pra mim... Isso, me faz gozar em você.

Os palavrões saíam dele com uma intensidade crua, o que só aumentava o fogo dentro de você. Você estava tão próxima do ápice que seus gemidos ficaram mais altos, mais desesperados, sendo abafados quando uma das mãos de seu namorado tampou sua boca, lhe fazendo mordendo levemente seus dedos. Tudo o que conseguia pensar era no prazer insuportável que se aproximava.

— Kyun… por favor… — Você arfou, os quadris ainda movendo-se com fervor, mas já sem qualquer controle. — Eu…

Ele percebeu que você estava à beira do orgasmo, seus olhos faiscando com aquela familiaridade dominadora. Num movimento rápido, ele tomou o controle de volta, as mãos firmes segurando sua cintura e, sem aviso, começou a estocar em você com rapidez e precisão. Seus movimentos eram fortes, e você quase perdeu o fôlego com a intensidade dele, cada impulso fazendo o prazer se acumular de maneira avassaladora.

Você cravou os dentes no pescoço dele para abafar o grito que estava prestes a escapar, seu corpo tremendo violentamente enquanto o orgasmo te arrebatava. As ondas de prazer te invadiram de uma só vez, e você se apertou contra ele, sentindo cada centímetro dele pulsar dentro de você. Sua respiração era rápida, descontrolada, e você não conseguia pensar em mais nada além de como o seu corpo estava sendo levado ao limite.

ChangKyun, por sua vez, continuou, aumentando o ritmo conforme sentia você gozar, o que só o deixou ainda mais perto de explodir. E então, com um último impulso profundo e forte, ele gozou dentro de você, o calor do líquido dele se espalhando pelo seu interior. A sensação de seu orgasmo, quente e intenso, fez seu corpo estremecer mais uma vez, enquanto ele gemia seu nome baixo, a respiração dele ofegante contra sua pele.

Você sentiu cada gota se derramar dentro de você, preenchendo-o de uma maneira que só ele conseguia, e seu corpo relaxou contra o dele, ainda tremendo, enquanto ambos tentavam recuperar o fôlego.

A respiração pesada de ChangKyun misturava-se à sua, enquanto seus corpos permaneciam colados, ofegantes. Você ainda sentia as pernas trêmulas, o calor do orgasmo fluindo em ondas suaves pelo seu corpo. O líquido quente dele se espalhava dentro de você, uma lembrança íntima e profunda do prazer que acabaram de compartilhar.

Ele acariciava sua pele, deslizando os dedos suavemente pelas suas costas, enquanto você permanecia aninhada em seu colo, a cabeça descansando em seu ombro. O silêncio entre vocês era preenchido apenas pelo som de suas respirações, o toque dele era lento, quase reverente, como se estivesse saboreando cada segundo após o êxtase.

Com um sorriso satisfeito, você levantou a cabeça e encontrou o olhar dele, que te observava com uma mistura de encanto e ternura. Ele deslizou a mão pelos seus cabelos, os olhos fixos nos seus, enquanto um sorriso de canto se formava em seus lábios.

— Você é tão linda, de todas as formas, e principalmente com essa carinha — Ele murmurou, a voz baixa, rouca de desejo ainda não totalmente saciado, vocês possuíam energia para dar em vender.

Você sorriu de volta, o corpo ainda colado ao dele, e se inclinou para depositar um beijo suave no pescoço, onde havia marcado sua pele momentos antes. Sentiu os músculos dele se contraírem levemente sob seus lábios, e isso te fez sorrir ainda mais.

ChangKyun envolveu sua cintura com os braços, segurando-a com firmeza, e sussurrou ao seu ouvido, a voz carregada de promessas:

— Da próxima vez, vamos fazer isso direito, sem ninguém por perto pra nos interromper. Vamos ter muito tempo agora.

Enquanto ele acariciava sua pele, com aquela expressão satisfeita e dominadora, você não conseguia conter o sorriso que surgia em seus lábios. Todo o mistério sobre o destino, a surpresa, o lugar onde iriam... tudo isso havia se tornado irrelevante.

No fundo, não importava mais para onde estavam indo, contanto que fosse com ele. Contando que tivesse seu homem apenas para você.

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