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evnseokz · 3 months ago

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{ ☆ counter sex with sungchan }

pairing: soft dom bf! sungchan x f. reader

contents: SIZE KINK!!!, STRENGTH KINK!!!, kissing, p in v, unprotected sex (don’t be like them), pet names: baby, princess, eating out, thumb in mouth, light choking, bulge kink kind of (?), big dick sungchan

authors note: this was a fun write, i can’t stop thinking about him and how big he is 😵‍💫 (w.c. 1.8k)

MINORS DNI

sungchan, who’s obsessed with the size and strength difference between you two, it turns him on so bad you could be doing the simplest of things, but oh, you need him to reach something for you? you need him to open something for you? yeah, he’s done for. he loves knowing he can easily protect you, and something about that just really does it for him.

sungchan has been like this throughout your entire relationship, however, has been somewhat holding back until recently due to not wanting to scare you away. when i say his sex drive is HIGH, i mean it’s top of the charts high, and he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. but recently, he noticed you seemed to enjoy it too. the way you’d always comment on how big he was compared to you and how strong he was. just absolutely feeding his ego, he became more showing of how much it turned him on.

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tonight was a normal night for you and your boyfriend. you were putting away some clean dishes and doing everything you could reach first. once you got to the dishes you couldn’t quite reach, you called your boyfriend over. “channie? can you come help me, please?” you call out to him; his head immediately flies up from where he’s seated on the couch, and he sees you holding the dishes in your hand. he gets up and comes over to you, taking the dishes out of your hands. you’re leaned with your back against the counter, and sungchan gets closer and closer to you before reaching up to put the dishes in the cabinet. essentially caging you in. you let your gaze that naturally fell to his chest linger upwards to where his arm was reaching over your head. you licked your lips as you watched the muscles of his arm flex. his arm retracted and landed on your waist; his eyes fell to your face. “you like my arms, baby?” he asks, voice cunning, a smirk on his face. you’re looking up at him, eyes big and inviting, and you nod. “you’re so strong, i love it,” sweetness dripping from your tone. “and so tall too,” you run your hands up his chest to rest on his shoulders.

he knew what you were doing, trying to get him riled up, and he loved it. he chuckles lowly, a smile on his face. “you’re just so small, baby,” his voice sends tingles through your body and straight to your core. his grip on your waist tightens slightly, his other hand tucking some hair behind your ear, then resting on your cheek. you lean into his touch, nuzzling your head into his large hand. your eyes fall shut for a moment, reveling in the comfort of your boyfriends warmth, before you open them to look up at him again. “stop looking at me like that, baby." sungchan whines, you feign innocence, “like what?” you bat your eyelashes slightly. “like you want me to take you right here on this counter.” his voice deepens as lust drips from his tone. a smirk paints your lips. “maybe i do,” you reply confidently.

you look at each other for a moment, chests heaving with anticipation, before you crash your lips together, tongues wasting no time to begin fighting for dominance. sungchan drags his hands down to the back of your thighs while crouching slightly to hoist you on the counter, not breaking the kiss once. you wrap your legs around his waist, caging him in, feeling his erection pressing into your heat. you sigh into his mouth at the pressure. one of his hands falls back to your waist, the other coming up to rest on the base of your neck, lightly applying pressure. you moan into his mouth before pulling away briefly to catch your breath. both of your lips are puffy, chests heaving in sync. his hand still on your throat as you stare into each other's eyes. the tension between the two of you could be cut with a knife.

you furrow your eyebrows slightly as you look at your boyfriend before reaching down to fiddle with the button of his jeans. “please, sungchan” you say, voice sultry. sungchan removes his hand from your neck and brings it down to grab yours, removing it from his waistband. “you’re adorable when you beg, but not yet. wanna take my time with you.” he replied huskily. you pout at his words, and sungchan kisses your lips gently. “patience, baby,” he says, chuckling at your frustration. his hands fall to your thighs, rubbing up and down them a few times before he drops to his knees, now face to face with your clothed heat. he begins to trail kisses up your thighs until he’s met with your heat, and he places a singular open-mouthed kiss on the fabric that encloses it. you shudder at the feeling, a shaky breath leaving your lips. his fingers trail up to your waistband, slipping under. you lift your hips slightly, making it easier for him to slide your shorts or underwear off. once he rids you of your garments, he wastes no time bringing his face back up to your core. he lets his nose nestle in between your folds as he begins to kiss your cunt gently. you jump at the feeling, one of your hands immediately flying to his hair. he drags his tongue through your folds, tasting your juices; he stops at your clit, and begins to suck lightly on it. your body jolts as moans slip past your lips, and your hand fisting sungchans hair. you feel sungchan groan into your cunt, clearly enjoying this almost as much as you are. he continues lapping at your pussy, making sure to pay attention to all the areas that make your brain fuzzy.

your eyes screw shut as you feel the knot in your stomach begin to tighten, and your legs close around sungchans head. “i-im c-close” you manage to get out, but sungchan already knows, his ministrations on your cunt speeding up as he eats you out. loud moans are falling past your lips as your hips buck into his mouth, practically riding his face as you come undone on his tongue. sungchan lets you ride out your orgasm before placing one last kiss on your cunt and pulling his head from between your legs.

your hands are gripping the edge of the counter as you try to steady your breathing. sungchan stands up and peppers kisses on your face before stepping back and beginning to rid himself of his pants. you watch his every move, noticing the way the muscles on his arms flex every time he moves them; your eyes trail down his body as his cock springs free. you’re practically drooling at the sight; his cock is heavy; he’s got length and the perfect amount of girth. you’d seen it plenty of times before, but it made your mouth water every time. he runs his hand over his cock a couple times, groaning at the feeling before stepping back in between your legs. he positions the head of his cock to be resting between your folds, and he uses this opportunity to gently move himself up and down your cunt, coating himself in your juices. your body trembles, still slightly sensitive from your previous orgasm. “mmm, doing so good for me, baby,” he coos. you move your arms to wrap around his neck as he aligns himself with your entrance and slowly pushes himself in.

a choked moan rips from your throat at the stretch; he’s not even all the way in yet, and you’re already feeling cock drunk. he continues to push himself in slowly, not wanting to hurt you, until he’s completely bottomed out and his tip is prodding at your cervix. your grip around his neck is tight as you throw your head back with a moan. sungchan is still inside you for the time being but takes the opportunity to trail kisses all over your neck, biting and sucking slightly in some places. whimpers fall past your lips at all the sensations you’re feeling. he trails kisses up from your neck to your jaw, finally landing on your lips as he kisses you passionately. he pulls himself almost all the way out of you before thrusting back in. you break the kiss to moan in ecstasy. sungchan is thrusting inside you at a steady pace, groans falling past his lips every so often. he’s trying so hard not to screw his eyes shut in pleasure, wanting to see your pretty face come undone in front of him, but also obsessed with the way your tight cunt is squeezing him so well. his head rolls back before coming back around to look you in the face. he grabs your chin with one of his hands, forcing you to look at him. his thrusts never slow. “taking me so well, princess,” he groans before swiping your bottom lip with his thumb, you immediately opening your mouth so he can press the digit down on your tongue.

drool begins to form around the corners of your mouth as moans fall from your mouth, sungchans thumb still taking up residence on your tongue as he fucks you. his thrusts slow for a moment, making sure you can really feel all of him. he removes his thumb from your mouth, gathering the drool from the corners of your mouth before moving his hand down to press onto your lower stomach. he stills himself inside you for a moment, and you clench around him. his hand is flat on your tummy, applying light pressure, right where his cock is inside you. “so small baby, can you feel me here?” he cocks his head to the side, and you moan at the feeling of his hand pressing down on you. you nod your head frantically, lip tucked between your teeth as you fight the whines trying to leave your throat. his hand moves to go back to your waist, and he picks up speed again, absolutely fucking you silly. you’re a moaning, whiny mess, crying out his name as his cock drags through your gummy walls. your hands have traveled to hold onto his thick biceps, and your fingernails are digging into his skin. he groans at the feeling, absolutely loving it. you can feel your orgasm approaching, and so can sungchan, your walls continuously clenching around him as your moans get louder. he brings a hand down to rub at your clit, shockwaves getting sent through your body at the sudden stimulation.

your muscles begin to tighten; “i-im close,” you choke out. “i know, baby, let go for me,” he coos, his voice sending you over the edge as you cum all over his cock. sungchan is right behind you, thrusts becoming sloppy as he empties his seed into you, both of you a moaning mess. his thrusts finally slow, and his cock slips out of you. you clench around the feeling of nothing, already missing being full, and you collapse against your boyfriend. sungchan chuckles at you, wrapping his arms around you and picking you up off the counter.

“let’s go get cleaned up, yeah?”

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hottestvirgin · 10 months ago

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JUNG SUNGCHAN 18+ ᡣ𐭩 DRABBLE

your older brother leaves you alone with his best friend

warnings. dom!sungchan, sub!reader, smut, nsfw, p in v, pet names, praising, light degradation, choking, unprotected sex, just sexy sex

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“s-sungchan, fuck…” you moan. the sweet, savory feeling of your brother’s best friend’s thick cock pounding into you sends a wave of heat throughout your aching body.

you’re so fucked out— throat hoarse and your own salvia spilling down your chin, hot tears rolling down your puffy cheeks from having the third orgasm fucked out of you.

sungchan’s heavy hands hold onto your waist, nails digging and creating small crescents into your flesh as he pounds into you. your thighs quivers, all while trying to pull your throbbing body away from his unforgiving thrusts.

“stop running and take it.” sungchan mutters, and you could feel the teasing smirk in his voice. he moves his hands to grip your ass, spreading them to watch how his cock stretches you past your limits— a thick, white ring of your cum collecting on his shaft with each sluggish movement of his hips.

“s’ big, s’ big..” your words are muffled by the pillow beneath you, soiled with your own tears and drool.

“mhm,” sungchan hums, voice low and hoarse, “i hear you baby.”

but despite your pleas and cries, sungchan’s hips continue to pound into you. the bulbous tip of his cock abusing that sensitive spot deep inside you, repeatedly. trying to push yet another orgasm out of you.

“feels good?” he asks while burying himself deep inside your dripping cunt, stilling his body and laying on top of you. he bottoms out with a gasp, yanking your hair back just enough to lick at your glistening neck.

clenching harder around him, you nod frantically at his question. and right at that moment you thank god for convincing your brother to wear his big ass headset.

“m’ in so fuckin’ deep, feel that?” he taunts, rocking his hips to meet your desperate movements.

“y..yesh.. yes. sungchan.. yesyesyes, fuck, don’t stop..” your words might as well be gibberish from how ragged they were. but luckily, sungchan understands what you’re begging for and starts pounding into you again, using his freehand to push your head into the pillow while he punches breathless moans out of your lungs.

“shh, shh, baby. he’s still downstairs, remember?” sungchan coos. so you bite down onto your bottom lip to try to suppress your rigid moans. you would rather die than have eunseok catch his best friend balls deep in you.

“i’m close,” you whimper, feeling that familiar knot in the pit of your stomach close to snapping, “baby i’m so close.”

sungchan grunts again as you clench around him. he pulls you up by your neck, your back against his warm, sweaty chest. and oh. with this position, you could feel him reaching deeper in you, abusing your poor cervix.

“go ahead, pretty.” sungchan whimpers.

and with his permission along with his quivering voice, hoarse and low, you clench hard around him and cream his shaft with a breathless scream.

he follows and spurts his hot semen inside of your tight walls, breathing hard while squeezing your waist, stabilizing himself.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ

“where were you?” eunseok looks up from the tv as the game he’s playing with sungchan loads for the third round. you sit on the couch and start scrolling on your phone, avoiding the obvious glare sungchan sends you.

“shower.” you respond simply. and eunseok shrugs, turning his attention back onto the video game.

and when you look up, you meet sungchan’s eyes. he chuckles lightly and you clench your thighs together. you could go for another round.

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chlorinecake · 1 year ago

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𓂃 watercolor eyes | park wonbin oneshot

⚡︎ pairing: Stoner!Wonbin x Female!Reader | ⚡︎ word count: 7.8k | ⚡︎ genre: mutual pining, college au, smut (⚠︎) | ⚡︎ contains: awkward relationships, an original character + sungchan and shotaro, swearing, drug use/distribution, angst (?), mild dacryphilia, sexual tension mixed with fluff, kissing, unprotected sex while buzzed, heavy petting, oral (m. r)

ON TOP OF countless other obligations in your life, upcoming exams were kicking your anxiety's ass with the biggest fucking boots imaginable.

All you wanted was to take the edge off, and at this point, you didn’t care what it’d take to do that.

Introducing Exhibit A: Your closest friend and roommate, Roxanne, who so conveniently happened to be a junkie.

You brought up your need for a “quick fix” (so to speak) while studying in your dorm together one afternoon. Though, she offered to get you some help from another friend of hers who you’d never met before.

“Wait, you want me to go with you?” You asked in confusion, already prepared to reject Roxanne’s proposal at the idea of personally consulting her drug dealer.

“Yes, you're coming with me… What do you think this is, Kiki’s Delivery Service?”

“No, but… I-"

“Don’t tell me you’re chickening out, ____,” she chuckled, turning the steering wheel as she trailed down a shadowy lane.

“No, I… I want this… I need this even, it’s just that…I don’t really know what to expect…”

“Then don’t expect anything,” she answered, giving you an encouraging smile that came off as more condescending, “Expectations are for pussies anyways.”

“Roxanne, I’ve never even met this guy before,” you pressed, hoping that she’d maybe let you sit outside in the car instead of actually speaking with him.

“Look, I’m close with my dealer, and as I always say, a friend of mine is a friend of yours.”

Cue your internal sigh of submission.

“Okay,” you said, straightening your posture in your seat with a feigned confidence.

“Uhhhh, are you sure with that ‘okay,’ or is it more like an ‘okay, I have more questions’ type of ‘okay’?”

“No,” you clarified, “it means what I said… I’m okay.”

“Okay,” she nodded, before giving you a brief synopsis about this friend of hers: STEM major, weed connoisseur, and art-hoe with a shy guy undercut.

Doesn’t sound anywhere near as daunting as the drug dealers on TV shows appear to be, right?

She pulled up to one of the apartment complexes a few miles from your university. It was one of the lower quality establishments, with the only oddity being how nice the vehicles parked outside the apartment divisions were, a sleek black motorcycle belonging to none other than the mysterious drug smuggler named Wonbin Park.

“Hey, take off your hood, silly, it’s rude,” Roxanne nudged, locking her car from the keys in her pocket more times than necessary.

“But… what if someone sees us?,” you whispered, walking closely beside her.

“Then I’m glad their eyes are working? Hell, I don’t fucking know what they’d want me to tell ‘em,” she shrugged, walking up to the front door.

“So are you acting like a nonchalant loser on purpose, or is this just your way of trying to calm me down?”

Roxanne laughed hysterically at your words, showcasing the sparkly pink gem decorating her upper canine teeth as she patted you on the back.

“We’re just here for weed, babe. That will help calm you down before I can.”

You had almost missed the part where she knocked as you got lost in your head, the front door suddenly opening and basking you both with a sudden warmth, contrasting with the cold evening weather.

“Roxie?,” asked the male from the doorstep that you fought with every bone in your body to avoid making eye contact with.

“Wonie?” Your friend mocked goofily, walking up to hug the boy briefly before grabbing your hand and pulling you inside, “I hope you don’t mind that I brought a friend.”

“Not at all, my place is always open to you and your girlfriends,” he chirped with forced yet gentle enthusiasm.

“Uhhhh, she’s just a friend, considering how we’ve only slept together while clothed before… but thanks anyway!”

“Any time,” he replied confidently, walking up to the sink that was conveniently in his living room before re-lighting the dead bud of the joint he held gracefully between his plump lips, ashes falling from the tip before he inhaled a thick huff.

Some of the ash fell on his lower abdomen, and you were just now realizing that he didn’t have a shirt on.

Good thing you were used to the smell of pot by now, thanks to Roxanne’s inevitable habit of greening out every Friday night.

“So, what brings you ladies in today? I’d hate to break it to you, but I used my last condom just a few hours ago.”

“Yeah, we’re actually here for a different kind of pipe this time,” Roxanne answered, blinking as if trying to communicate with him to ditch the wild language.

“Oh,” he said, doe eyes widening as his mouth hung a little, his bunny teeth shining right back at you.

Stop staring at his mouth.

Stop staring at his mouth-

“I uh… I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or anything,” he smiled softly, and of course you noticed because that’s where your eyes were glued the entire time, so distracted that it startled you when he reached to shake your hand.

“I’m Wonbin, but… you can call me anything you like, really.”

“It’s alright,” you returned, finally coming back to the present, “I’m ____.”

His initially confident demeanor stemmed from his assumption that you were more flamboyant like Roxanne, but he made note to be less vulgar until he could tell you warmed up to him.

Until he properly warmed up to you.

“So uh, yeah, do you want the usual, or were you thinking to try something new?” Wonbin asked casually as he leaned on the back of the sofa.

“Hmm,” Roxie hummed in thought, “yeah, my usual’s good. Just lay off the stronger stuff in the mix, though. It’s her first time.”

Something about what she said made Wonbin smile, wide and excited, peeking at you through his shaggy bangs with zero intent of hiding it.

Was he… flirting with you?

“Well, it’s my pleasure to be your first then,” he winked, getting up from the couch and heading to another room on his flat.

“You two kittens just wait here and I’ll be back with your stuff in a minute,” he claimed, which actually ended up being around an 8 minute wait while you and Roxanne went on and on about something you can’t even remember now.

The smile evaporated from Roxanne’s face as Wonbin returned to the living room while reciting the order. “You’ve got two ounces of-”

“I know the recipe, moron. You might scare my friend away if you say it out loud…,” she joked, feigning a pout as she hugged your shoulder, “so how much do you want for it, candy man?”

“It’s on the house this time,” Wonbin said, “so long as you bring me dinner tonight.”

“Fucking fat ass,” she spat, “what’re you craving?”

“Something warm,” he replied almost immediately, “with seasoned meat and a sauce… Maybe some rice, too.”

“Gotcha,” Roxie chirped as she pushed off of her knees to stand up.

Wonbin walked up to hand her the goody bag with such politeness, almost in the way that a child would give something to his big sister.

“Cool. I like eating around 7 o’clock, so you know when and where to find me.”

“Yes, through your stomach and all the way up to your greedy little heart.”

“Mhm,” he said with a satisfied hum, taking Roxanne’s spot on the couch as she walked towards the door. You and Wonbin were now sitting next to each other, his arms spread out on the back of the couch in a relaxed manner.

“Uhm, ____?”

“Oh, right! Sorry… I didn’t know we were finished,” you stammered, getting up from the couch to meet Roxanne at the door.

“Yeah, took him long enough,” she rolled her eyes, “I was starting to think he wanted us to spend the night…”

“Alright, get out of my apartment already,” he said playfully, waving a hand as if shooing you two, “and make sure to secure the bottom lock for me, I don’t feel like getting back up yet.”

“Whatever.”

Slam.

The door was closed, 50% locked, and you two were heading back down the staircase, cold air greeting you once again before you both got back in the car, driving back to your dorm room to drop off the drugs first, and then to the grocery store…

… to buy a bag of rice and a fresh pack of chicken.

“WHAT’S THAT NOISE?,” Roxanne asked with animatedly furrowed eyebrows, holding the grocery bag you two had packed Wonbin’s “dinner” in.

You ended up making a chicken roast with carrots, potatoes, gravy, and steamed rice like he asked.

“Here, hold this,” Roxanne mumbled, barely loud enough for you to hear before she dropped the bag, your reflects luckily kicking in fast enough for you to catch it before the glass container could hit the concrete stair well.

“It’s as cold as a snowman’s grave out here, Wonie, open up!,” She yelled while banging on the front door, the little dream catcher that hung on the inner side jingling with her forceful hits, “Hellooooo?”

“You’re like Doordash but with the temper of FedEx,” you heard a deep voice say from behind the walls.

“But I only charge herbal fees for my services,” she added while crossing her arms.

Creek.

The door slung open, Wonbin’s muscular arms framing the entrance with a fed up look plastered on his face.

There were two people sitting behind him on the couch playing video games. A violent game, you’d assume, given the sporadic and sharp flashes of light that filled the room.

“Is there some kind of a secret password now or something?,” Roxanne asked impatiently, not as entertained my the view of Wonbin’s still shirtless body like you were.

“Oh, right… come on in ladies,” he said with a feigned smile, extending a hand to welcome you two back in, “hope you brought enough food, because I have guests.”

You followed Roxanne and Wonbin to the kitchen, where you placed the steaming bag of food on the counter before taking out the containers. That’s when Roxanne started grabbing dishes from the cabinet.

The glass plates clinked behind you as you went to search for a serving spoon in the drawer. “Hey… where are the spoons and forks?,” you asked while still looking through one of his kitchen drawers before Wonbin suddenly tapped you on the shoulder.

“I uhm… I keep the utensils in here,” he smiled shyly, just as he reached for the overhead counter to grab the silverware he kept in a box. Your breath got caught in your chest as you felt his hips nearly fuse with yours in the moment. Luckily, he couldn’t see how flustered you appeared underneath his shadow.

“Gimme that,” Roxanne giggled, snatching the box from him and taking out two large ladles, one for the rice and another for the roast.

“Gosh, that smells amazing! Can you put cheese on mine, pretty please?,” you heard one of the boys ask from the couch, peeking over his shoulder with soft eyes.

“Yes, Taro, I can put some cheese on it for you… even though I think it’s weird,” Roxanne smiled.

“Ahh, thanks man. Oh- and who’s the new girl?” He went on, placing the controller down as he was no longer interested in playing.

“Just a friend in need of a good time—” Wonbin answered, which shocked you to say the least, “—so be nice, Sungchan.”

“Of course! Why wouldn’t I be?,” The taller boy pitched in, “but does she even talk?”

The room went quiet for a moment, the only sound being Sungchan’s clicks from the remote controller before he got gunned down by a random player.

“Dammit, Shotaro! Why’d you stop playing? Now we’re tied with the other team!!”

“Too bad, so sad, bro. I’m hungry,” he chirped, getting up from the couch to help you bring the plates to everyone.

“Woah, who’s the big plate for?” Shotaro asked with widened eyes.

“Me and Sungchan,” Roxanne said with a satisfied smile, “we’re sharing.”

“Oh… you didn’t tell me you and Sungchan were on good terms now,” you said, breaking your awkward streak of silence, just now recognizing the taller boys face from Roxanne’s phone.

She always talked about Sungchan and his “big stupid dick,” as she liked calling it.

The pair stopped being cool with each other for reasons you don’t really remember anymore, but you’d take her sudden affection towards him over the violence you witnessed during one of her texting fits the other night.

“Shhh,” she giggled, meeting Sungchan on the couch before sitting on his lap, “I hope you don’t mind me feeding you in front of your little friends… unless that makes you shy,” she pouted.

All he did was open his mouth in response, savoring the taste of the first spoon she fed him.

It was a sickeningly cute sight to be honest.

“Sick and twisted,” Shotaro said as if reading your mind.

“Cry about it,” Sungchan joked between a mouth full of saucy rice, heart swelling from the way Roxanne cooed at him.

You and Wonbin were just now making it to the living room after getting some napkins for everyone. There was room left for the two of you on the couch thanks to Roxie sitting on Sungchan’s lap, but that meant you and Wonbin would be sandwiched together in the middle.

Great.

“Come on guys, take a seat,” Roxie said before taking a bite of the food, her teeth grazing the metal fork with a loud scrap.

“God, I hate when you do that,” Sungchan sighed, tickling her sides as she laughed uncontrollably.

“Stop that, asshole, before I drop this food everywhere!”

“That’d be a shame, this chicken is so good,” Wonbin hummed with a nod, stuffing his cheeks with more of the gravy.

“____ made it,” Roxie pitched, giving you a look.

Despite how hard you tried to fight it, you were started to feel pretty awkward.

You knew it had a lot to do with Wonbin, thanks to his cripplingly annoying quirk to not put a damn shirt on.

You did eventually warm up to everyone, even pitching in on some of Sungchan’s dad jokes.

Though, the stack of empty dishes in the center of the living room table seemed more alive than your spirits right now.

The inevitable tiredness that came with staying up late without a phone in your hand started to kick in.

“Hey, I’m gonna go wash up these dishes real quick,” Wonbin said, glancing your way for reasons you almost couldn’t process between the loud laughter of Shotaro and Roxie over whatever dirty joke Sungchan told about SpongeBob and Patrick.

Did he want you to come with him? Alone?

Yes.

By now, Wonbin was no longer in the living room, having walked to the kitchen sink where he proceeded to run soapy dish water.

The scent of lemon wafted through the dimly lit space as you stepped beside him to get the dish towel.

“Sorry,” you said nervously, noticing the way he jumped as your hand grazed his arm slightly.

“It’s alright, you just surprised me,” Wonbin smiled, drying his hands before walking over to the other side of the counter, opening a plastic bag filled with what appeared to be blunt wraps and another bag filled with fluffy green.

“You just leave that stuff out on your counter?,” You asked, voice kind of quiet over the running water.

“Mhm…,” he started, “it’s not like the cops are just gonna raid my house randomly… unless… you were to say something,” he winked, putting a filler along the inside of the wrap before sprinkling in some herb, then tucking it tightly.

“Your secrets safe with me,” you said, the faucet squeaking as you turned the water off.

“____.”

“Yes?” You asked in confusion almost… he was already starting to use your name so normally.

“Pass me that lighter from over there,” he pointed before sticking his tongue out, licking the inner side on the blunt wrap to seal it.

His pretty tongue glistened underneath the kitchen lights, captivating you once again.

Fuck, stop staring, you internally swore at yourself.

He put the blunt between his lips, waiting for you to light the tip. “Stop moving, silly,” you giggled, holding his face in place with your other hand to keep him still as he playfully moved his head around to give you a hard time.

A tiny giggle erupted from his throat, too, making your smile linger for a little longer before he bid his thanks, inhaling a huff of the smoke and exhaling it through his nose.

“Hmmm,” he hummed as he cleared his throat. By now you were leaning against the sink with no intention of washing the dishes any time soon. No intention of leaving the kitchen, either.

“C’mere,” he offered, reaching for your chin in the same way you did to him earlier before inching closer to your face.

“Wonbin-”

“Just part your lips for me, okay?” He asked in a light voice, “I want you to try it with me.”

You nodded at his words, hesitantly parting your lips as he slowly set the blunt between the opening you allowed for him.

“Okay now seal your lips,” he said, licking his own, “and inhale… slowly.”

You obeyed his words, taking a steady breath in as the warm and cloudy smoke filled your mouth… then your stomach… then your senses.

“Oh, shit,” you cursed, coughing at the way the smoke hit the back of your throat, to which Wonbin only laughed at your reaction.

“Good job, newbie,” he teased, running you a glass of water before passing it to you, your teary eyes staring back at him in a mix of embarrassment, regret, and intrigue.

“How was hitting it,” he asked, pearly eyes staring back at you.

“Just as bad as I thought,” you admitted.

“Yeah… they effects will start kicking in pretty fast, too,” he chuckled, proceeding to take a huff from the same blunt. “But,” he started, voice falling to an alto, “you know that wasn’t free, right?”

“Excuse me?” You asked, watching as he lazily cradled the joint in his two fingers.

“I only do favors for Roxie because we’re chill like that…,” he paused, biting his lip derisively as he tilted his head, “I hardly know you, though.”

You didn’t even bother checking your pockets because you knew you came empty handed.

“Aww, what is it, baby?,” he cooed, turning your chin to face him again as he took another huff from the joint.

“I didn’t bring any cash with me, unfortunately,” you replied with a halfhearted expression, already feeling yourself get dizzy.

He noticed the way you began to tear up even more from the smoke he was now gently blowing in your face.

“You’re eyes look pretty right now,” he smiled, staring way harder than he should’ve, “how do you feel?”

All of a sudden your core starting to heat up, making your legs feel as though you were merely hovering over the floor. You didn’t feel grounded anymore because you were overcome with a feeling of light.

“A little warm,” you started dryly, “but like… numb and euphoric at the same time.”

“In here?” He asked, placing a hand on your upper stomach, resting dangerously close to your tits.

“No…. It’s uh… a bit lower,” you said, reaching for his wrist before pulling his hand away from you.

That’s when you caught a glimpse of a colorful splash decorating his wrist. “That’s pretty,” you smiled, adoring the tattoo from afar.

“You think so?” He asked sarcastically before whispering in your ear, “too bad compliments won’t pay my bills.”

You sighed at his words, watching as he braced his body weight on the counter before your right hand found a mind of it’s own, reaching out to trace a line up his defined abdomen.

“Then allow me to repay you in another way,” you offered, poking his flesh with your nail a bit, “you like my cooking, don’t you?”

“Very much so, yes. But you could try pleasing me somewhere else… ‘A bit lower,’ like you said,” he whispered seductively, eyes in a daze as he guided your hand by your delicate wrist to the center of his belt buckle, a line of hair leading to the bulge buried behind his baggy jeans.

A thick vein trailed from his thumb to his forearm before his grip left your wrist.

“Wanna take a closer look?” He offered, drawing your attention back to the colorful spot on his skin even though your first mind thought he was talking about something naughtier.

“Sure,” you answered quietly, taking his hand again to examine the design, “a butterfly?”

“A moth, actually… it’s a little more masculine if you ask me,” he added, the shadow of a proud smile ghosting over his lips.

“But it has watercolored eyes,” you pointed out.

“True… So it’s like.. more ambiguous I guess?”

“Maybe… or it could just be a beautiful man,” you voiced, stroking over his skin with the pad of your thumb.

You liked this.

The look of his skin, but more so the way it felt.

The way touching him made you feel.

“Uhmmmm, guys?,” Shotaro cried out from the living room, the energy in his voice breaking the stillness of the moment, “I’m pretty sure Sungchan and Roxie are about to start fucking each other in a few seconds, and I could use a little help in here!”

You and Wonbin made eye contact at Shotaro’s words, the same thought filling both your heads:

“What?”

“Just get in here, quickly! They’re taking each others clothes off!!!”

“FUCK, MY STOMACH still hurts like a bitch from laughing so hard yesterday night,” Roxie sighed, cheeks a flushed hue either from the three shots of brandy she just guzzled or the three comforters she was wrapped in on her side of your shared room.

“Yeah… I had a great time hanging out with everyone,” you said, only half-present as other thoughts floated around in your mind.

Thoughts about when you would get to see Wonbin again?

What you two would even do?

How Roxanne would react if she knew Wonbin had been stuck in your mind like gum on a-

“What the hell are you thinking about?”

Oh shit.

“Uhm… Nothing, why?”

“It’s gotta be something,” Roxie pressed, staring at you from across the room through her false eyelashes, “you were moaning in your sleep last night with that same look on your face.”

Wow. She was quite a fast talker for someone so tipsy.

“I was?”

“Mhm,” she smirked cheekily, trailing a finger along the knitted seam of her bed sheet.

“Tell me who you were thinking about… I’ll know if you’re lying, too,” she pressed.

“I was just… gosh, why is that making me so flustered,” you sighed, hiding your face in your pillows.

“C’mon, spit it out, ____!”

“I was thinking about Wonie, okay?,” you finally admitted, hoping it would make her shut up.

“Hmm…,” she started with a satisfied smirk, “you’ve already starting calling him by a nickname, I see… what’s up with that?”

“Nothing at all,” you smiled aggressively, watching as she spread herself out on the mattress like a star fish, “would you like me to call Sungchan over to keep you company while I’m out?”

“He’s already on his way over, silly,” she smiled, flexing her fingers around nothing, “wait, where are you going, anyway?”

“Nowhere special… probably just gonna talk a walk around campus. But don’t worry, I’ll wait for your boyfriend to get here before I leave.”

She pouted at your words, lower lip poking out like a baby, “Aww… stupid… big dick Sungie’s my boyfriend… ehehe…”

SUNGCHAN SHOWED UP shortly after you managed to get Roxanne back to bed. Praying that they wouldn’t end up fucking in your bedroom while you were gone, you put on a jacket with hopes of taking that walk to clear your head, even though now you simply hit a joint to calm your nerves.

That’s when you heard a pair of footsteps approaching from outside your door, just as you were about to zip up your winter boots.

Knock, knock, knock.

A a warm feeling erupted in your stomach, making your fingers freeze at your ankles.

Standing up to peek through the door-hole, you saw Wonbin’s plump lips first, before his bright brown eyes stared back at you.

Shit, why was he here?

“Hey, I can hear you breathing from behind the door… well, whoever you are,” he giggled, which made you giggle a bit too.

There’s no way you were gonna get out of this now, but you still counted down from ten before opening the door.

“Hi,” you smiled, letting him in, “don’t know how you got on campus, let alone to my dorm room, but okay.”

“I’m friends with Roxie, remember?”

“Yes, but I don’t remember you visiting here before… like, ever.”

Even if he had, it’s not like you’d be able to forget a face or presence like his.

“Nice shirt, by the way,” you teased, poking him in the stomach to which he smiled.

That terribly cute smile of his.

“Yeah I uh… wear them sometimes,” he replied, adjusting the beanie he wore before speaking again, “Where is she, anyway?”

“Pretending to be asleep so I can cuddle with her while she sucks on me… well… not there but… nevermind,” Sungchan interupted, walking from the room with now disheveled hair.

“Hell, I left for like three seconds, what happened,” you asked, observing the fresh purple bruise on Sungchan’s neck.

“Roxie gets unbelievably horny whenever she’s drunk for some reason, and I refuse to do anything with her when half of her mind is on fucking mars,” he sighed, going to the fridge and pulling out a can of soda.

“She’s lucky I let her do this much… Wait- I thought you said you weren’t coming?” Sungchan said to Wonbin with a suspicious look.

So Wonbin was invited to your place. How fun.

“Ahh, I changed my mind out of boredom...”

“Right,” Sungchan nodded while walking to the front door, “I’ve gotta go get a lighter from my truck, but I’ll be back if Roxie asks for me.”

“Hey uh, me and ____ can go get it for you if you want,” Wonbin offered, flashing you a look.

“Really, I mean I parked pretty far away, but-”

“It’s fine, really, I saw where your truck on my way here.“

“____?” Sungchan said your name as if searching for your approval, to which you nodded which a humble, “Yeah, I don’t mind.”

“Alright then, go ahead. But take your time though so you don’t slip and break your asses…”

WONBIN LOOKED IN the roof compartment of Sungchan’s truck, just as the lighter fell down, slipping between the small crack in the seat.

“Shit,” he cursed upon trying to reach for it, “my hands too big to get it.”

“Hey, I can try getting it for you,” you offered, watching as he made room for you to take his place in the vehicle.

The drawstring of your underwear clinging to your hips as your shirt fell down your waist with gravity.

“Are you wearing a thong?” Wonbin asked, cold index finger hooking with the thin strap of your panties before pulling back and releasing it with a snap.

“Ahh, what the hell, Won!,” You yelped, retreating from the seat to swat his hands from you, “you’re supposed to be helping me!”

“No, we’re supposed to be helping Sungchan. Now get back to work,” he order you playfully, pointing back down to where the lighter fell.

You shook your head, bending back over in an attempt to retrieve the lighter once again.

He was only teasing you because he wanted to see more of your personality.

He couldn’t say that things were moving fast between you thanks to the inevitably awkward grounds your first impression of each other was cultivated upon, but he still wanted to get past the shy stage.

Skip all of the a baby steps and just start running with you.

Weakened grunts fell from your lips as you desperately fished for the lighter, your hips looking a mere second from bursting through your tight jeans given the position you were in.

“Shit,” Wonbin cursed under his breath, feeling a sense of warmth grow on his cheeks as he darted his eyes away from you.

“Oh,” you said with a muffled sounding voice.

“Um, y-yeah? What’s up?” He stuttered, still looking off into the distance.

“I’ve got the lighter… And some spare change,” you chirped, clasping the findings in your hand before reaching a foot down cautiously.

“Isn’t that stealing?” Wonbin teased, finally looking back to only see your foot slipping on the wet condensation from the truck’s running board.

“____, watch your step!” He called out with a slightly raised voice, his hands finding your waist to protect your fall, which only led to you both tumbling down together.

A strained groan erupted from Wonbin’s throat as his back hit the cold hard ground first, your body weight falling onto his center as your hands hit the gravel, slightly scuffing your skin.

You hadn’t even realized that your eyes were closed the entire time until you finally opened them, the coins you held being scattered about as Wonbin’s wide bunny eyes scanned you with shock.

His arms framed his head, nose a little red from the weather and a sprinkle of snowflakes dusting his black beanie.

“Are you…are you okay?,” he started, voice trailing off as it finally clicked in his mind that you were straddling him on the ground, essentially in public.

He couldn’t pin a finger on what it was about you that made him feel all shy like this, especially whenever he wasn’t buzzed.

“I-I’m… uh… I’m fine,” you stuttered, freeing him of your body weight and extending a hand to help him up.

“Thank you,” he huffed, a puff of cold air escaping his mouth before circling around your warm bodies, “I told you to watch your step….”

“Hey, it’s not my fault that those stupid coins distracted me,” you shivered, just now feeling the effects of the weather as goosebumps sprouted on your skin, “At least I got the lighter, though!”

Wonbin chuckled, both at your enthusiastic words and the uncanniness of this moment, taking off his beanie and adjusting it over your head before closing the door to Sungchan’s truck, pulling you close to him by the shoulder.

“Alright… let’s get back inside before we both freeze to death.”

AFTER GOING BACK inside, Sungchan had somehow managed to get Roxie out of bed, the four of you sitting on the couch while watching a random movie till midnight.

It all brought you a strange sense of déjà vu. You and Wonbin sitting awkwardly together while Roxie and her Sungchan sat like Siamese twins. The only thing missing, aside from some good home cooked food, was Shotaro’s infectious smile and a recreational drug in your system.

A soul booster.

You had gotten lost in your thoughts again, not even realizing when Roxie kissed Sungchan goodnight before he headed home.

Nor when Wonbin pretended to be sleep so no one would wake him as you slept peacefully on his shoulder.

Nor how he left your side once Roxie went to her room to sleep, reaching for the dust-ridden acoustic guitar hiding in a corner of your loft after a long forgotten ex-roommate left it behind as a “farewell” gift.

Nor the warm and woody melody he started to play from the other end of the couch, the gentle hums from his throat luring your busy mind from its slumber.

Your eyes opened with lazy blinks, vision slowly keening in on the lit joint that hung from his mouth, the sound of his fingers sliding against the fretboard and strings sending shivers down your spine.

Or maybe that had more to do with the winter air thrumming through your dorm room's cheap windows.

From the look outside, you’d guess it was sometime around 1am.

The stars were sparkling in the sky and the world beneath almost dead quiet.

“Oh- sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,” Wonbin said in a half-whisper, noticing the way you were glancing at him before taking the blunt from his mouth.

“Oh, no… it’s okay, I was just… I didn’t mind…” your words trailed off to a mumble as you sat up a little straighter on the couch, rubbing the sleep from your eyes, “What song was that? It sounded really pretty from what I heard.”

“Yesterday… by the Beatles,” he smiled, getting up to set the guitar back in its original place of abandonment, “it would’ve sounded even better though if I had a pick with me.”

He took another huff from the blunt, exhaling through his nose in a familiar manner as he offered it to you, “Want some?”

“Sure,” you shrugged, taking the blunt from his hand before inhaling the herb yourself, though, it was slightly different from the one you had in Wonbin’s kitchen the other night.

“It’s some of Sungchan’s pot,” he said in a husk voice as if reading your mind, “Don’t go too crazy though, ‘cause his shit’s pretty strong.”

He peeked at you through his wavy bangs, waiting for a cough from you that never came.

“Are you buzzed yet?” You asked after taking another huff or two yourself, playing with the smoke in your mouth before blowing it out slowly.

“Yeah,” he chuckled, “don’t know how I managed to play a full song, but... yeah... I'm trashed.”

“It must be a talent, I guess,” you hummed at his words, just now noticing the lit candles sitting at random areas in the kitchen and living room.

Good thing, because it helped to drown out the scent of marijuana.

“What else are you good at doing while high?”

His tongue clicked at the roof of his mouth as a subtle yet unmistakable smirk creeped on his face, perfectly matching the rosy hue that began to stain his cheeks.

“You thought of something dirty, didn’t you?”

“Maybe…” he chuckled, widening the distance between his legs a bit as he sat.

Was he… teasing you?

Your eyes fell down to the blunt he placed on the ashtray beside the table, it’s lit bud ceasing with a quiet hiss.

“I’m guessing that wasn’t free either, huh?” You joked, shaking your head at yesterday's memory.

“Nope,” he smiled, “but… you still haven’t returned the favor from your first hit, so I won’t be too mean for now.”

Of course he’d bring that up again.

Right here, right now as you sat mere inches in distance from each other, both buzzed out of your minds.

“And if you were to be mean,” you started hesitantly, biting your lower lip before continuing, “what would that look like?”

He thought on your words carefully before answering, “Well, I doubt it’ll ever come to that anyway, so don't worry about it.”

“Oh, and is it the weed making you confident all of a sudden?”

“No, just the simple fact that you’ll pretty much do anything I tell you to.”

You scoffed, “That’s crazy talk.”

“Is it?“ he pressed, inching closer to you. "Kiss me,” he said, lips just a gentle wind's push from touching yours.

You didn’t budge, but your heart beat escalated all the same.

“Cute,” he smirked, his large hand finding the length of your neck, gliding up to your jawline as his thumb toyed with your lower lip. “I can see it all over your face that you want me, ____.”

“Then why are you asking for it?,” you teased.

“Because I wanted to hear you say it first… even though I already knew you’d let me do this,” he whispered, closing the space between you with a kiss, his warm mouth engulfing yours as the scent of his woody cologne filled your senses.

His other hand found your lower back, pulling you impossibly close to him as the sound of both your hearts beating and his needy grunts consumed you.

Much like the watercolor moth on his wrist, Wonbin’s gentle and vibrant masculinity couldn’t get any more precious in this moment.

This is exactly what he was looking forward to, whether he decided to guise it under the façade of a favor or be completely straight up with you, he finally got you right where you wanted.

Your fingers tangled in his hair as you tugged a bit, desperate to hear more of his pretty sounds before the shadow of a smile wavered over Wonbin’s face at your actions, up until he felt your knee bump his hard-on through his pants, causing him to hiss.

“You’re being rough with me,” he said in between kissing your mouth, his hot and thick tongue darting past your lips as the kiss become messier.

Louder.

“And?” You asked, pulling away from his lips before leaving a trail of wetness down his neck, paying extra attention to a spot that made him twitch in his seat.

“And it’s so fucking hot,” he almost moaned when your teeth grazed his skin, his back meeting the couch arm as you subconsciously grinded your hips against his pants, straddling him.

“Is this how you wanted me earlier,” you said, stopping your movements, “when we were outside in the cold?”

By now his shirt was off and your fingers unbuckling his belt with gentle clinking sounds from the metal.

“No,” he said in an impossibly deep voice, looking dead at you as he spoke, “My first mind wanted to fuck you silly in the backseat… but I couldn’t to that to you.”

You giggled at his choice of words given how high you were, shimmying his pants down a bit further before halting at the waistband of his boxers, palming him gently through the fabric.

“Why not?” You asked in a soft voice, contrasting with the fierce grip you had on his clothed shaft.

“Because... even though you’re being an impossible tease right now, I felt like you deserved better than to be fucked in your best friends boyfriend's truck,” he said with a shaky voice, gripping at the couch to contain himself.

You appreciated his consideration in your heart, but didn’t wanna say anything out loud, especially not while your hands were on him like this.

And thank God for these thick curtains, otherwise the whole world would’ve seen how red his throbbing tip looked after finally being freed from the restrictions of his boxers.

You started at the base of his length before gliding upwards, spitting on the head that was already leaking a bit of his early release.

You started to pump him slowly, pearly white precum standing out as it mixed with your clear spit like watercolor.

“Use your mouth for me,” he almost begged, eyes falling victim to a blurry haze as his knuckles turned white with his grip on the cushions.

You teased him a bit by letting your warm breath ghost over his tip, eliciting a groan from him as his Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat.

The desperation inside of him only grew from here as your warm and wet lips finally wrapped around him.

You hollowed your cheeks a bit, hands resting at either side of his hips as you began using your tongue to help you take him inch by inch.

“Mmm, feels so fucking good, baby,” he said with a strained voice, his hands finding your head before his thumbs grazed your lips, one of them prying to squeeze itself into your mouth with his already thick cock.

The sight alone was enough to make him buss, so he threw his head back, biting his lip harshly to contain his sounds.

You hummed against his dick, almost feeling it in your chest once his hands pushed your head down further.

He just couldn’t deal with your teasing anymore, wanting to feel you more than he could begin to explain.

He bucked his hips upwards, rutting into your mouth like a bunny in heat. “Aww, fuck,” he cursed, watching the way your eyes glazed with tears.

He always managed to see you crying one way or another, and he loved it every single time.

Your fingernails dug into his sides as the sound of your gagging became hard to miss. He released your head with a sigh, panting as both of your faces burned with heat.

He didn’t expect you to start pumping him again though as soon as your mouth left his cock, but you knew he’d end up missing your warmth in seconds anyways.

“I wasn’t trying to be mean when I did that, by the way,” he sighed, biting his lip as you looked back at him with moist eyelashes, “I just couldn’t hold bac- nghhh~.”

A broken moan escaped his mouth once your hands found his balls, gently cradling them in your hands while alternating with pressures, your other hand still stroking him.

“I’m doing quite the favor for you, Wonbin,” you said with a rasp voice, your throat a bit sore from his actions on top of the smoke you huffed earlier, but he figured it made you sound hotter anyway. “Are you sure I’m not overdoing it?”

“Mmm… no, p-please don’t stop, baby,” he whimpered shamelessly, screwing his eyebrows tightly.

You felt yourself clench around nothing at the nickname, and judging from the way his face changed, you’d bet he noticed.

By now, he could hardly keep still, the muscles in his stomach flexing just as you felt his balls tighten, just as he was finished, chest heaving with need as you rode out his high.

That's when you started to take off your jeans, tossing them in the corner somewhere as he practically drooled at the sight of you in just a baggy top and panties, a dark spot forming at the center of your core where your arousal started to leak through.

“____,” he paused you, bringing you into his lap, your warm core sitting right atop his aching hardness, “you don’t have to go this far if you don’t want to.”

“Well maybe this isn’t just about me owing you anymore,” you whispered, kissing him on the corner of his mouth, “what if I want this?”

His cock stimulated you through your panties as he thought on your words, subconsciously rocking your hips back and forth.

“Then I’ll let you have your way with me…” he said with a rasp whisper, kissing up your neck as one of his hands massaged your tits, his other hand sneaking past your underwear to find your soaking wet clit, rubbing it slowly but with such a pressure that your fingers clung to his broad shoulders.

“I want you to make me feel like I’m falling apart,” he groaned against your skin, spreading your slick all over your aching pussy lips, “I want you to ruin me.”

You didn't waste any time with aligning him at your entrance, sliding down with ease most of the way given how wet you were.

He groaned as your tight walls fully consumed him.

“Fuck~,” you whined, feeling euphorically full as he started thrusting into you, hands gripping at your back as he became overstimulated inside you.

The drugs must've made you feel extra sensitive, especially with the way his tip fucked against your g-spot. You looked into his teary eyes, stoking his face as you helped to bounce with his movements, lewd sounds bouncing off of the walls.

“You’re being so fucking good for me, baby, just like that," he moaned as you clenched around him, too high to give a damn about filling you up raw with thick spurts of his cum.

“Wonie,” you whimpered, feeling as his hands roamed all over your climaxing body.

You felt every part of him in every part of you, and to say the least, it was worth all the awkward moments it took to get here.

THE NEXT MORNING, you woke up with your head resting on Wonbin’s chest, his messy hair spread about his head as you felt his breath faintly on your head. You probably looked like two babies with the way you were cuddling each other under the blanket.

It was a sickeningly cute sight, one might say.

“Sick and twisted,” you heard Shotaro say in the back of your mind, just as Wonbin groaned beneath you with a cat-like yawn.

“I still feel high,” was the first thing he said, making you giggle a little more than necessary before looking him in the face, the effects of your night together ever-present on his face.

“I feel…good,” you smiled.

“Good?”

“Yeah,” you hummed back, peeling yourself from his body as you blinked the tiredness from your eyes.

“You can keep a secret, right?” He asked hesitantly, voice barely audible given how quietly he spoke.

“With my whole life,” you answered, now making eye contact with him which was surprisingly way easier to do than a day ago.

He found your hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, “We should do each other favors more often… but… maybe not call it that.”

Was he initiating a sexual relationship with you?

Maybe something more?

“Well…” you started curiously, “what would you wanna call it instead, then?”

A grin peeped on his face that quickly softened when he licked his lips, giving your hand a squeeze once again before parting his lips to speak. “Maybe-”

“Fuck,” Roxanne sighed with annoyance, “you horny ducks didn’t blow my candles out last night… now the wax is no good,” she sulked.

“Oh, s-sorry about that, Roxie, we were smoking and it helped the smell,” Wonbin answered first.

“… wait, did you just call us horny ducks?” You asked with a mix of confusion, offense, and realization.

She heard you two.

Hell, of course she did.

“What? You think I didn’t hear Wonbin and his vocal ass practically singing as you did… whatever you did to him…?,” She rambled on, washing her hands in the sink before pulling some from produce from the fridge.

“Oh my God,” Wonbin cringed at himself, covering his face with his hands, though his ears were clearly burning red now.

“The blanket… you brought it in here, didn’t you,” you asked her, just now noticing that it was one she kept at the end of her bed.

“Yep! You’re welcome, freaks,” she chirped through a mouthful of raw celery, drawing your attention to the knife and cutting board she handled, “I’m gonna need your help soon though, ____. We're cooking for a mini get-together later with Taro and Sungchan.”

You hummed at her words, folding up the blanket while thankful that despite how high you two were last night, you managed to put your clothes back on before the sun came up.

“You guys should get cleaned up first, too, by the way,” she said, side-eyeing you as she diced a few green onions. “And preferably not at the same time, please... I’ve heard enough moans for the rest of this week, thanks to you two.”

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"channie?" you whisper softly, tugging the comforter down to reveal even a sliver of his face. his breathing is shallower than usual, and he's still, but you were unsure if he's already drifted off to sleep. he never sleeps early. at least not when he's staying the night at your parents house. you repeat his name, but silence greets you, and you can't help the disappointment in your stomach. you sigh, reluctant to walk away and surrender to sleep. you lingered for a minute longer in his room, still hovering over him, too scared to turn around and leave. the walk to your room was long and dark. you mustered up all your courage just to run down here, and you don't know if you can make yourself do it again.

this was all your fault. you had a scary dream, and it was hard laying in your big room all alone with nothing but your thoughts to torture you. you feel like a kid again, close to the brink of tears, thinking of facing this fear. It's always been better for you to let sungchan face it for you. that's what big brothers are for! you would rather snuggle up in his bed and cling to his arms wrapped around your waist like he was a border to shield you. even if sungchan teased you for still getting scared this easily, you know you could count on your big brother to protect you. but he can't protect you when he's sleeping.

you reach out and push on his shoulder outside the cover one last time. when he stirs a bit at the touch, you call out for him again, “channie... I need you.” this time, you see his eyelashes flutter, his eyes squinting as he peers at you. not even turning to look at the time on his phone, he just lifts his cover, looking back to you standing pitifully with your lip tutted out. “you okay? scary dream?" you take his actions as a gesture to slip into the bed with him. climbing to the side closest to the wall and lying directly in his arms, he drops the cover on both of you.

"mhm, had a bad dream," you finally respond, closing your eyes at this newfound warmth. he leans forward, kissing your forehead, words rumbling against your back. "I'm sorry, baby. I have you now." you smile at his words, feeling so safe and content.

a lot of people say your relationship with sungchan is weird but you never understood.

this was just sister-brotherly love. sungchan knew you better than any person ever has, even your mom. since your mom married his dad, you were forced into this new lifestyle with a new sibling with a very different personality from yours. It was hard at first, but you and sungchan clicked, and you never hid who you were with him and he never hid from you. sure he made your guy friends and boyfriends uncomfortable but they're just weird. there was nothing weird if you liked the affection and attention from your brother. the hugs, holding hands, occasional kisses on your forehead, and especially cuddling. he's your favorite guy! told you over and over again how happy he was that you were his sister, that you were the best little sister, and that he loved you more than mom and dad.

sungchan's hands roamed your hips, tugging you closer, and you let him in. his room smells of vanilla like him, and you don't think about how it has you falling deeper into him. too distracted by the goodness you feel, you don't think about the weird feeling filling your tummy when he presses himself against you, firm and hard behind you. barely thinking about how much bigger and stronger he's gotten and how he's grown into your type. you stay like this for thirty minutes and almost think sungchan had fallen asleep. but after a while, his hands slowly smooth down your stomach until he's pressing on your panties.

you gasp, turning to look at him, but he's already staring at you, big hand pressing against your mouth. "shhh... just let me." you can't comprehend what's going on. he's way too strong for you to fight back properly. "you make me so hard, baby," sungchan groans, pushing his hips to rut against you. "so sexy.. my little sister is so sexy,"

the tears in your eyes have already started flowing down onto his hand. you're confused and conflicted with what happened to make sungchan have such a direct change. you hate that your pussy clenches when he works his fingers inside your panties, fingers dragging against your folds. he circles your clit, and you feel heat rush through you for the first time. your body is trembling and tears are nonstop. "baby— baby, you have to calm down—" sungchan's voice is deep and dripping with concern, but you don't know how to calm your body.

"you know I won't hurt you," he whispers, "your big brother loves you." but you can't listen. your hips are bucking up into his hand, and you feel icky. his hand falls from your mouth, and everything breaks loose. "this– this is wr–wrong, channie," you sob. "we're not supposed to do this."

Instead of answering, sungchan kisses you, tongue running messily over your lips, and when he intrudes your mouth, it all feels so foreign. you don't know how to react, just letting him abuse your mouth until your lips are bitten red and swollen. the kiss slows your thinking down, your legs clenched around sungchan's hand tight, and your eyes rolling back. when he pulls away, spit trails, and his fingers start circling your clit again. "see baby," he huffed out, forcing your legs to spread, "not that bad, huh?" you sniffle and pout, pushing back against him subconsciously.

"channie—" "call me daddy." it was phrased so softly that if it wasn't so lewd, it could be ignored. and it should terrify you. It should be grossing you out to be this close to someone you grew up with, especially someone you thought was your real brother, but your tongue hangs out like a puppy for him anyway. like you're giving yourself away. his mouth drops open ever so slightly as his eyes follow the motion of your tongue, and then he lets out a low hum. "say it."

"sungchan..." you pause when he gives you a look, finger prodding your hole. you start wiggling again. "not there daddy... please... know we can't!" your lip tuts out, fingers digging into his arm in an attempt to distance you two. "don't worry, baby daddy's gonna make you feel good, don't you love me?" his question comes out as more of a statement like he doesn't doubt that you do love him. "I love you, daddy! I–I do, but–" sungchan scoffs at you, pulling your panties down to your knees, and the stickiness makes you shy. you gasp, covering your mouth with both hands, when something odd presses against your pussy.

"never done this before?" you shake your head no, hips seemingly rocking on their own. "never felt this before... don't—don't think we're supposed to do this, daddy..." when the words leave your mouth for a third time sungchan comes to a halt. "I love you. you're my little sister, and I'm supposed to show you these things." his breath against your skin makes you shudder, goosebumps popping out all over your skin. he kisses down your neck, sloppy and slowly till hes pressing kisses on your shoulder. "I won't put it in."

you don't understand what he means until he's dragging his cock between your slit, collecting your slick to use as a lubricant, and instead of going inside, he's spreading it. your vision nearly blanks feeling him on your pussy. he's so hard and heavy, and your cunny is aching the slower he pushes his hips forward and slides his cock on you. "fuck... baby, you feel so good for me." he works to circle his tip on your clit, feeling you writhe under him.

"nnng daddy daddy daddy!" you whimper. this is so embarrassing. your pussy is clenching and pushing out more wetness, and you feel like you'd rather die than let sungchan know how sensitive you are. your nipples are hard poking your shirt, and when he uses his hand to push his fat tip so deep inside your lips you can't help but curl and wiggle. "please—" "yeah? big brother making you feel good?" you swallow and try to talk, but he instead slides between your folds deeper and the words get trapped in your throat. you can’t handle having him like this. It was too hard to even look at him. "feel—feel you—" he nodded, his cold hand planting itself on your cheek, fingers dipping to wrap around your throat. "I know, baby. can feel me in you." the air was thick between you two, getting even more tense when you tried to push his hand away in panic. "n–no! no no daddy–" your mind is bleary, voice breaking.

theres this strange shift in his demeanor when he looks into your eyes. not unexpected, just more— intense. when you blink back tears and sniffle, it's almost like his face hardens. eyes flickering over your expression, lingering on your swollen lips again before it drops down between your legs. It's like he’s got more to say or something left to do. you whimper the longer he continues to put pressure on your throat and pull on his wrist a little. "d—daddy— gonna—gonna cum...!"

"I'm so sorry, baby. I need to feel you," he said, closing the gap between you and lining up at your entrance. he finally sank his tip into your needy little hole, his lips barely grazing yours. you feel weird again. not being able to stop your eyes from fluttering shut when he stretches you out. your mouth is open and wide from the painful sensation filling you as he starts slowly thrusting, sliding deeper with each thrust until he bottoms out. "no! no sungchan—” you try to warn, but he tightens his grip to silence you, and your body starts to feel like it's breaking down.

the pace he sets is menacing, enough to have you whining and arching your back into him. the tip of his cock is nudging your cervix with every deep thrust. you can't hear him cooing anymore, just the sounds coming from your bodies meeting. “oh no... did I lose you, baby?" he whispers in your ear, letting go of your throat so you can breathe. your heart is fast hammering against your chest as he fucks you into your very first orgasm. "close for me, baby?" you nodded, tears spilling again. "hurts—feel—feel big brother in—in my tummy..."

sungchan's hands slid down your stomach, firm hand pushing your abdomen as he bruised your pussy. "mhm?" your brother smiled, "feel me here" your words are incoherent when you start twitching against him. "come on. cum for me, baby. cum for your big brother." you shook your head, clouded and lost in thought as you pushed your hips to meet his sharp thrusts. "gonna fill this pussy up," that’s all you need to make your walls clench even tighter, pulsating with the euphoric shocks of your orgasm. Your moans are high-pitched, and you repeatedly hear weak mumbles of his name.

“there you go, get me all messy, baby.” he praises, leaning forward to press a long kiss to your forehead. "my favorite little sister.”

#riize smut #riize hard thoughts #riize hard hours #riize x reader #sungchan smut #jung sungchan smut #riize sungchan smut #sungchan x reader #jung sungchan x reader #tw.dark content #tw.noncon #tw.stepcest #dark!riize #dark!sungchan

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theyfwsohee7 · 2 days ago

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RIIZE SMUT LINKS

tw: smut (MDNI!), rough s*x, somnophilia, breeding k*nk

SHOTARO

Giving him a handj*b after he came home with flowers for you.

This post-cuddles with him. He's obsessed with your ass and loves seeing it bounce on his hard c*ck, slapping it occasionally.

EUNSEOK

Being mean to you. -_-

Him being a tease before stretching your poor p*ssy out.

SUNGCHAN

Waking you up like this because just you sleeping in the same bed as him made him hard.

Ended up f*cking you in the bathroom while the members were looking for you two.

WONBIN

Mutual masturbation cause the movie got boring and wonbin got needy.

When you ride him he could melt on the spot.

SEUNGHAN

F*cking you so goodfirst thing in the morning cause he loves you so much.

Thrusting into your cunnie even when you're on top cause he'd never let his princess do the work. <3

SOHEE

Using your thighs as a s*x toy cause their so warm and comfy for him.

Adding on to the Sohee munch agenda.

ANTON

He loves sucking on your t*ts while you're on top of him.

Something so domestic about his man. He loves the thought of filling you up with his babies. >.<

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wonjns · 10 months ago

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overawe — j.sc

⌗ pairing. . . jung sungchan x male reader

⌗ genre. . . smut

⌗ summary. . . uh oh, somebody made sungchan jealous (it wasn't even your fault).

⌗ includes. . . intimidating!bf!sungchan, sub!reader, possessive chan, a lil toxic, size kink, orgasm prolonging, nipple play/hickeys, unprotected sex (don’t irl !!), mdni.

⌗ wc. 1.2k

°A/N. . . requested by anon ✓ "Hey Luca!! Just here to request a jealous!sungchan with his younger bf who was paying attention to the other members too much 🫣 Sungchan knows he shouldn't be so upset but he just can't help it..." // hiii i hope you like it!! its nothing special really, just your run-of-the-mill jealousy fic but with sungchan, anything is hot 🥵

it was almost twisted how much control sungchan had over you without even having to do anything.

one would think it was inscribed in your dna to bend to his every will; to please him, to hear him praise you... to be his perfect, pliant boyfriend. yet, it seemed like you could do nothing but disappoint him – or at least thats what he wanted you to think.

something in sungchan's brain always itched just right when he would watch you break down in front of him. he loved how all it took was a stern glare to get you muttering a mantra of apologies, all but sinking to your knees for his mercy whenever you did something he didn't approve.

you can't help but reminisce the time you slightly rose your voice at him in the grocery store, just to end up sucking him off in the parking lot for 30 minutes solely to win back his forgiveness.

you remember your knees digging into his mustang's carpet flooring while looking up at his shirtless body, toned abs rippling as his head was thrown back, showing off his adams apple while he called you his good boy. you didn't even cum that day, but your cock was practically drooling at that sight for the rest of the week.

this time, you knew you were in trouble before he could even get a word out.

here you both were, the only ones who remained in your shared apartment after ushering all of your friends out after a long night together.

you were close with a lot of your mutual friends, especially shotaro, and it showed in the way the two of you were attached at the hip the entire evening.

your innocent physical affection and loud giggles were enough to catch the attention of a certain sungchan, who you knew you’d have to deal with from the way his eyebrow quirked dauntingly in your direction.

as soon as the front door closed, it felt as if an overbearing storm rage conjured itself in your home, hovering dangerously above your head. you knew this feeling was because of sungchan, the foreboding pheromones radiating off of his huge, 6'2 frame.

"i'm gonna get a glass of water," you sighed aloud, timidly making your way back to the kitchen in attempt to escape the rising tension.

but before you could even grab a glass from the cabinet, you felt sungchan's looming presence behind you. you'd successfully predicted that when you turned around, you'd see his towering form looking down at you with that gut churning smirk, silent as a mouse.

his accusing glare bore into yours, the slightest smirk dancing across his plump lips as he reached up into the cabinet behind you, lowering an empty glass in your hands without breaking eye contact for even a second.

"i-i'm sorry." you muttered, glancing to the tile below.

"what are you apologizing for, baby?" sungchan replied, his voice entirely too relaxed and unassuming for the anxiety it was causing you.

"i... uhm, it just..." you stuttered, breath hitching in your throat when you felt sungchan's long fingers tilt your chin up to catch your eyes directly once more. "i wasn't doing anything on purpose."

that earned you a low chuckle from him as he placed both large hands on his hips.

"are you feeling guilty for letting shotaro throw himself all over you? letting him treat you like his own slut right in front of me?" sungchan inquired, dipping his head down closer to yours.

his voice was sickeningly sweet, and you knew he was trying to lure you into a false sense of security. but you had been with him too long, you knew exactly what the steaming temperature between your two bodies meant. your skin felt on fire and he wasn't even touching you anymore.

the proximity of his face to yours was making you dizzy, feeling a certain muscle in your boxers begin to stir. you struggled to hold his eye contact, squirming under his glare as he flashed you another of his signature smirks, dripping in arrogance.

god, he knew what he was doing.

his physical prowess alone was more than enough to make your head fuzzy, but what really made you weak in the knees was his damn aura. he was just so dominating without even trying. he never yelled at you, or ever even harmed you, but the way in which he spoke was enough to make you melt into a worthless puddle on the floor. the slick tone of his voice had a talent to completely rewire and chip away at your brain until you could think of nothing else but him, and fuck it was a skill he never hesitated to use.

your taller boyfriend felt his heart leaping the more you fidgeted - shrinking smaller beneath him at his accusation.

"taro was just being friendly," you try to defend, twisting your fingers around one another. "i swear, babe... i swear."

"you don't get to call me that after ignoring me all night, sunshine."

you became aware just how much sungchan had inched closer to you when you feel one his veiny hands running up your thigh, the tips of his fingers lighting up paths on your skin as they traveled underneath your shirt.

his heavy gaze was still locked on to yours, just daring you to look away. you wouldn't... you couldn't.

you knew the repercussions, but in a slightly concerning way, the thought always had your stomach churning with butterflies and anticipation.

"you're gonna have to make it up to me, baby boy."

"fuck, channie, please!" you moaned, hands clawing at the exposed tan skin of your boyfriend's muscular back.

he had bottomed his cock out in you forever ago, and somehow still had the restraint to not move once, despite your endless pleas and whimpers. instead, he took to sucking mark after mark onto the thin skin of your collarbones and chest.

you'd be rich by now if you had a dollar for every time sungchan had guided you to just the peak of your climax by stroking your leaky cock while sucking on your hardened nipples, just to cruelly stop all ministrations and let your orgasm ebb away.

you had come so close to release you could almost taste it on your tongue, shaking in the frustration of denial only seconds later while hearing sungchan chuckle deeply at you. he thought your begging, paired with your tears and involuntary tremble of your lips, was the cutest thing in the whole world.

"awh, is my baby getting aggravated? i know he probably wants to cum so bad." he coo's in the second person, gently kissing your face before licking up the trail of a fallen tear. he groans at how your ass clenches on his throbbing cock inside of you. "shit, why did you have to go and make me punish you, prince? i could be fucking you senseless right now. isn't that what you want?"

you choke out another sob while nodding your head desperately, clinging to his broad naked shoulders whose grooves make your mind bleary.

"are you gonna be good for me from now on?" he taunts, raising an eyebrow as he reaches between your bodies to start stroking your desperate cock again.

"y-yes! fuck, yes, sungchan. i promise."

"and no more letting other people flirt with you? you know they could never make you feel the way i do." he smirks, cooing once more when you nod and lean up to kiss him again.

sungchan pushes his tongue into your mouth, purposefully muffling your high pitched moans when he starts thrusting inside of you.

he's huge, just like the rest of his body, and he always managed to snatch the breath from your lungs whenever you feel his cock beginning to bulge in your stomach from the power of his hips.

your thighs clamp around his slightly sweaty torso, pulling his body closer to yours for him to reach even deeper. your breathless groans flurried into the air as sungchan return to sucking on your sore adams apple, intentionally making sure you felt the ridges of his abs gliding along your cock.

with needy hands roaming mindlessly from his back, to his biceps, up to his neck, you felt your climax rapidly approaching for the umpteens time that hour - you choked out his name while tangling a hand in his shaggy hair.

"i fucking love you, y/n." sungchan all but growled, earning his length another clench from your ass. "you'll always be mine, right? my good boy."

"yes, yes i love you so much." you whimpered. "i- i love you, i love your cock, and the way you make me feel. i'm yours. forever, channie."

your mindless babbling was all it took, the bands in both of your stomachs snapping. you shared a loud, guttural moan in unison as you came at the same time. the sweet rush of finally being allowed to release made your spine tremble, and you swore you saw a firework of stars behind the eyelids you squeezed shut. you shook as your arousal shot up onto sungchan's chest, while he shamelessly emptied out his inside of you.

"oh my god, thank you." you whined repeatedly as your boyfriend's hips began to slow, carefully landing the both of you back to stability.

his large frame eased on to your sweaty one, but you didn't mind at all. you could only feel euphoria in your veins, grateful that sungchan decided to stay sheathed inside you for a little bit despite his cock beginning to soften.

this was everything you'd ever wanted - the feeling of him inside of you with his supple lips kissing the sides of your face, whispering the sweetest of praises.

"always mine." sungchan mumbled one last time, before you both began drifting to sleep.

#💌flwr;reqs #sungchan x male reader #kpop x male reader #kpop smut #riize x male reader #sungchan x reader #riize x reader #riize smut #riize hard thoughts #riize hard hours #kpop hard hours #jung sungchan #riize fanfic #kpop male reader #kpop lgbtq #kpop imagines #kpop x reader #male reader smut

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euseokz · 10 months ago

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@ sungchan — you’re my favorite drug, i always get the best highs out of you ;) . cws : unprotected sex . nipple sucking . creampie . some aftercare & cockwarming . wc : 0.7k+ . genre : smut

BOYFRIEND! SUNGCHAN who gets absolutely drunk on you anytime you fuck.

his eyes will get all glossy, heavy with arousal, all while his hips piston into yours mercilessly, the only thoughts clouding his brain always somehow related to his lust — how good you feel wrapped around him, how much he wants to cum inside you, how he can’t hold himself back while drilling into you even if he wanted to. he fucks you so well, hitting every spot he needs to make you cream around his cock while still begging for more, only fueling him further.

sungchan’s frame will be hovering over yours, one of his elbows propped by your side so he can hold himself up while his free hand is placed on your hip, his fingers digging into your skin. his gaze will be completely focused on where you two meet, on how well your cunt swallows him, the way your slick mixes with his pre-cum around his dick, leaving it with a thicker, glistening coat over it with each thrust. you’re absolutely soaked, and if that wasn’t enough to let him know you’re just as aroused as him, the way your pussy clamps down around him would give it away, the way your clit twitches begging for attention giving him no other choice but to press his thumb over the soft bud, drawing slow circles over it, his attention still mainly on his thrusts in and out of your hole though. sungchan’s almost mindless touch still heightnes your pleasure immensely, making your thighs tremble and your walls clench down harder around sungchan’s cock. it’s almost mesmerizing how focused he gets when he fucks you, his head slowly getting overtaken by thoughts of wanting to make you two cum as fast and as hard as possible.

it would be rare that he’d do so, but sometimes sungchan’s eyes would wonder elsewhere, leaving the sight of his cock drilling into you and usually following up to your face, wanting to see your expressions, to see how pretty you look taking him. you always handle it so well, moaning so prettily for him, he can’t help but also wanna see your fucked out face. he’ll praise you for it, rambling about how you’re his pretty girl, how proud he is that you take him so well, how beautiful you look all fucked out for him. it only boosts your own arousal, making you desire more of him, thirsty for everything sungchan will give you. he can’t help but feel his cock twitch deep inside you when he notices your expression, almost as if your determination and desperation for him only makes him also want you more. you’ll get absolutely lost on each other, so drunk off of your own lust for one another that, in that moment, absolutely nothing else matters, no fully coherent thoughts coursing through your brains.

sometimes, when he was getting closer and his thrust were getting sloppier, sungchan would drift his gaze towards your chest too, watching as your breasts bounced up and down in synch with his movements. he loved it, loved to watch every part of your body react to him — how your thighs trembled, how your stomach flexed, how your nails dug into his arm, how your back arched, and even how your boobs bounced. it was irresistible, such a pretty view, so he wouldn’t think twice before wrapping his lips around your perky nipples, sucking on them softly, basically absentmindedly, but still eliciting loud moans to escape from your lips because of it, that stimulation added with how his cock felt stretching you out, pushing in and out of you roughly, and with the how his thumb still pressed over your clit enough to make you reach your high, screaming his name shamelessly as pure bliss hit you like a train, each orgasm always somehow seeming greater than you remembered the last one sungchan gave you being.

noticing your state, and feeling how much tighter your pussy suddenly felt, sungchan too would reach his high, warm cum filling you up, painting your inside white while he still kept moving, starting to slow down to help you both ride out your orgasms. you’d both feel so drained by then, brains hazy and bodies feeling heavy, your minds still somehow only able to formulate thoughts about one another. sungchan would get so clingy by then, wanting to hold you, to feel you close to him. he’d stay in the same position, his lips no longer on your nipples but his head still resting on your chest, both of his arms lacing around your waist and his cock still inside you, softening wrapped around in your warmth, stopping his cum from spilling out.

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atzhrts · 2 days ago

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halloween is way over but sngchan ghostface?

disclaimer: i’m not familiar with the lore :( sorry anon but i tried to include what i could gather 😭

includes: mentions of a knife

mhm going to a party with him with matching costumes, you know that all every single girl in there wishes she was you. but you also know that you’ll be the only one with your legs over sungchans shoulder as he fucks into you. his mask covering his face and muffling his deep moans as his thumb massages your clit. the knife accompanying his costum pressed against your jaw, cold surface making you shiver.

you know the door is not locked and you know that you are in a random persons bedroom but the way sungchan is grinding into that gummy spot inside of you makes you not care about anything else but the man in front of you. his nails are digging into your calves from the way your clenching around his length.

sungchan knew you’d find the costume hot but he never imagined you would let him fuck you in a strangers home, your wetness spreading over his twitching cock.his balls slapping against your asscheeks from the way he is thrusting into you as fast as he can as his muffled voice is encoring you to cum around him.

#anon <3 #riize smut #riize hard thoughts #riize imagines #riize hard hours #riize x reader #jung sungchan hard thoughts #jung sungchan x reader #jung sungchan smut #jung sungchan imagines #jung sungchan

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shotanzz · 10 months ago

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This is quite literally the best blog on tumblr!!! Could you pls elaborate on sungchan as a boyfriend but make it nsfw? 🫣 I’m down bad for this man

aww thank you 🤭 and yes I can

SUNGCHAN'S NSFW TENDENCIES based on astrology

MDNI | (reminder that this for fun and astrology is something I study for a hobby, these are all inferences based off of observations and not exact fact unless I knew him myself !!)

Considering his Cap Mars, he could be slow and pretty rough but ofc he's mainly aiming to please. His Leo Venus paired with it he wants to put on a show for you, show you how well he can please you but wouldn't want to rush. He could also be into edging which can also prolong time

his mercury sextile pluto aspect and his mercury in libra...he'd know exactly what praise/degradation to say to have you make a mess and fall apart, has power over you with his words

Virgo sun prefers to not deal with messes, cancer moon is into breeding.....yea....yea if you're on the pill he's finishing inside LMFAOOO

He could be pretty vocal, not being too shy for you to hear his groans and whines especially when you tell him how good he's doing or when you tighten around him

Would be super into the silhouette of your body or overall shape of your figure, would probably run his hands up and down your body or straight up paw at you

Leo Venus duh he'd want to watch you guys fuck with a mirror like LETS BE HONEST. He'd need to be praised as well or at least let him hear how good he's fucking you so he can melt and go crazy

He'd last a WHILE or it wouldn't take long for him to recover and get right back to business, works for what he wants and if he wants to make a mess of your cunt then.. HE WILL !

Would most likely be into touching+pulling your hair a bit or would enjoy getting his pulled (especially when eating you out)

most def loves tiddies he wouldn't be able to leave them alone he'd get his hands on them somehow someway with this cancer moon

Fucks the stress away for either one of you, his brain is typically constantly see-sawing from his Virgo sun and he works hard (exalted cap mars), so de-stressing between your legs is the way to go :D

Takes aftercare vv seriously, cleans you and him up and wouldn't want it to be a one way streak so please run your hands through his hair and tell him how much you love him in the end please

Probably has a preference to be in control or lead however sub sungchan is fully possible like that virgo sun + cancer moon is not gonna nurture itself so ride him and tell how good he is after a hard day !! _________________________________________________________

Authors Note: For everyone that has placed a request in my inbox I'm trying my best to get to everyone's ask in I didn't expect people to genuinely request my work 😭 However if you have an ask feel free to send one in anyway

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evnseokz · 4 hours ago

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{ ☆ just the tip ~ j.sc }

pairing: bf! sungchan x f. reader

contents: soft dom! sungchan, inexperienced! reader, clothed sex, messy dry humping (there’s nothing dry ab this), i literally dk how to describe this, dirty talk, praise, pet names: baby, princess, darling, corruption kink if u squint, hopefully that covers it!

based off of this twitter link

an: saw that vid on twt and immediately thought of sungchan, wc 680

MINORS DNI

this isn’t how you pictured tonight going when you pranced around the house in nothing but your boyfriend's shirt, but the moment sungchan saw you, he couldn’t control himself. you drove him crazy.

sungchan was always gentle with you, knowing you weren’t as experienced as him, and tonight was no different. he didn't want to push you further than you were willing to go, so when he offered to make you feel good a different way, you shyly obliged. “w-will you feel good too?” you ask innocently. sungchan cradles your head in his large hand, smiling at you fondly. “yes, baby, i'll feel good too.”

that is how you ended up in your current position: you were laid on your back, sungchan hovering over you, and you're completely bare except for your lower half, which is covered only by your light pink panties. your pussy puffy and throbbing against the head of your boyfriend's cock as he uses you like a toy.

“fuck, you’re soaking wet for me, baby,” sungchan curses from above you, his thick cock rubbing harshly against your soaked panties, his tip prodding at your entrance over and over again as you moan his name. “channie! feels so good,” drool pools at the corner of your mouth as your muscles tense from the pleasure you’re feeling. his large hands hold your thighs open, rutting desperately between your folds as low grunts fall from his lips.

“you look so beautiful like this,” sungchan purred, leaning down to your ear as he feathered light kisses on the skin around it. you sigh in response, your legs threatening to close around his waist. you jaw falls slack as he pushes his tip into your sopping, covered hole at an unbearable pace, stretching you more and more with each thrust. the only thing separating his thick cock from your tight hole being the material of your thin panties.

his arms suddenly snake around your waist, flipping you over and positioning your hips in the air. you moan at the sudden change in position, his cock now rubbing desperately between your plump ass cheeks, his balls hitting your swollen pussy with every thrust. “f-feels- hah! -good!” you moan, all of your noises going straight to sungchans cock as his fingers grip your hips, moving your body in sync with his.

your face rubs against the mattress as he rocks back and forth against you, tears threatening to pool at the corners of your eyes. your stomach begins to tighten and your muscles tense. your head beginning to spin as he drives you closer to the edge. sungchan is right behind you, grunting lowly as he holds his cock steady against your ass. “f-fuck im close, princess,” he bites out, thrusts becoming sloppy as he feels his high approaching. you’re both holding on by a thread at this point, bodies desperately rutting against each other, your wetness dripping down your thighs as sungchans precum smears all over your panties.

“ah-ah!” you cry out; your legs become tingly as the pleasure you’re feeling suddenly heightens. “let go for me, baby,” sungchan coos, a bead of sweat dripping down his forehead as he keeps a steady, yet unkempt pace against your ass, trying to hold out for you to cum first. before you grasp what’s happening, your legs buckle beneath you, sungchans hands keeping you in place as he continues to rub against you, chasing his own high.

he’s not far behind you, letting out a loud groan as thick white ropes spurt from his cock, painting your panties and ass cheeks with his seed. his eyes are screwed shut as he empties his cock, not stopping until he’s completely emptied out.

he flips you back over, collapsing next to you, his arms wrapped firmly around your waist as his eyes scan your face. his proud, predatory gaze on you, his lips curling into a smirk, "you--" he swipes a finger over your lips, "are such a pretty mess for me, darling."

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lunicho · 11 months ago

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Sungchan giving you the best head ever and shoving his fingers in your mouth because sohee is sleeping peacefully next to y’all omggg

(send riize asks to @angeltsan)

ughh he's so filthy like this,, thinking about how it'd be super late at night, sohee had fallen asleep a little while ago in the shared hotel room that you guys got together. sungchan would move down your body slowly, pulling the blanket down with his, causing you to scrunch up at the cold air touching you. he'd tell you, "just stay quiet, it'll be okay" as he pulls your shorts down. he'd pepper kisses over ur clothed core, his warm breath against you. he's always ruining your panties, it's almost like it's a goal of his. he'd drag his tongue from your entrance to your clit, gently sucking on the skin there, your pussy soaking through your panties. you'd moan out, hand moving to your mouth to keep yourself quiet.

sungchan would be so mean, teasing you slightly. when u beg for him not to drag it on he'd tease u more, "thought you were scared,, now you're begging?" he'd smile fondly at u when he sees the pouty expression on your face. he loves eating you out, feeling u clench around nothing. he wouldn't even look up to check if sohee is still sleeping bc honestly he doesn't care. you'd keep looking over to make sure but at some point you'd get lost in the feeling of his tongue on u and u would stop checking. he'd pull your panties to the side, pushing his fingers in. he loves when you squirm and moan and he finds it funny when you struggle to keep yourself quiet. it's his goal to make you moan out loud,, he wants you to give him a pleading expression.

#⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ bunny chats <3 #౨ৎ riize #love how sohee's the go to member for these kinda things #we all do it lowkey #riize smut #riize smut imagines #riize x reader #riize hard thoughts #riize hard hours #kpop smut #riize sungchan smut #jung sungchan smut #sungchan smut #sungchan x reader

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HURTS, DOESN'T IT? ✦ — 𝐉.𝐒𝐂 👾

▹ PAIRING: Boyfriend Sungchan x F. Reader

▹ SYNOPSIS: While at an arcade party to celebrate Halloween alongside your boyfriend and his friends, one random activity leads to another before you two find yourselves completely wasted and horny as fuck…

▹ WARNINGS: KINKTOBER SPECIAL, swearing, kissing, halloween themes, impact play, spanking kink, face slapping, giggly (but also very emotionally unstable) protected sex, exhibionism (public bathroom), ft. other kpop idols, mentions & consumption of alcohol, jealousy, that's about it

▹ WORD COUNT: 2.7k — DAY 9

T WAS SOMETIME during the second week in October when your boyfriend Sungchan got a text from his old college buddy about wanting to get in touch at some party.

The occasion was a fashionably early Halloween celebration at a local arcade where there’d be tons of food, good conversation, and entertainment.

Needless to say, the location choice was odd at best, but throwing a house party would’ve been much more expensive anyway.

And of course, knowing that the party could be an unfriendly zone for anyone in a relationship, Sungchan decided to take you with him as a date, both to stay out of trouble and because he didn’t want to leave you home alone that night.

“Babe, look at this,” Sungchan offered as you sat on the couch together, scrolling through a few pins from his Halloween costume Pinterest board. “Which one catches your eye?”

“Hmmm, that one,” you chirped with a smile, pointing to the photo that seemed easiest to recreate...

So, Sungchan ended up dressed as a basketball player and you as his cheerleader girlfriend, and everyone at the party absolutely adored your costumes.

It came to a point where you recall somewhere around 8 people asking to take a photo of you two by the time y’all actually got there, but I digress...

Considering this was a grown-ups-only party, there wasn't any candy or tricks involved, but there was a lot of booze and raunchy shenanigans.

Additionally, the arcade was a space strictly for adults, so you didn't have to worry about any little kids wandering the place or making a disturbing fuss, either.

“Ohhh, look what the cat dragged in,” your boyfriend’s clearly drunk friend remarked upon seeing you, who was ironically dressed as a tipsy-looking Jack Sparrow.

“This is my lovely girlfriend, _____.” Sungchan smiled awkwardly now, “____, Seonghwa... It’s time you two finally meet each other.”

“Nice to meet you, Seonghwa,” you offered as confidently as you could, shaking his hand while saying, “Thanks for having me, by the way.”

“Ahh, don’t mention it... You two lovebugs have fun now though,” Seonghwa slurred, all before stumbling away into the distance.

That’s when you felt Sungchan’s hand slip around your waist, pulling you close to him before whispering, “Is it just me, or are we currently too sober to enjoy this party?”

“No, it’s both of us,” you agreed with a painfully honest nod, making your boyfriend chuckle a bit as you both promptly made your way over to the drinks bar.

But since you step foot in the arcade, you feel like there is a second pair of eyes watching you aside from Sungchan’s, and you could bet on your grave that it is the barista running the bar.

“Hey guys! What can I get for the sexy player and his ditsy fangirl today?” She started sarcastically while annoyingly chewing on a wad of gum with her dark red lips, might I add?

“We’re actually a couple,” Sungchan answered before you could even get a word out, and fortunately so because you certainly didn’t have anything good to say to her.

“We’ll take whatever specials you guys are having tonight,” you began to say while glancing at the drink menu, but she had already helped herself to chatting things up with your boyfriend.

Right.

In.

Front of you…

Just from glancing at her name tag, you knew the skank went by “Samantha G” to most people, which only irritated even more once Sungchan nicknamed her “Sam.”

“You have such a bright smile,” she said, reaching a hand out to touch his arm. “God, and you’re strong,” she chuckled slightly before humming as if someone had just stuck a vibrator in her ass.

“Miss G, don’t forget that you’re hired to serve, not to swoon,” an employee from the back called out to her, and it was easy to hold back the laugh in your throat once Sam replied with:

“Oh, give me a break, Eunseok... Besides, with the outfit I’m wearing, I could easily get away with doing both.”

Gag me with a fucking spoon, you thought to yourself, feeling relieved to see Sungchan peeling that vipers grip away from his arm by her wrist.

“Serving and swooning?” Eunseok repeated with a look of cringe on his face, “You must be mistaking this job with Hooters.”

But nonetheless, Samantha lifted her chin proudly, ignoring his words as if her behavior right now was something to be proud of.

Eventually though, Eunseok got started on making your drinks while Samantha pretended to look busy.

Not wanting to cause any further confusion, you simply ignored her frequent glances towards you two, letting Sungchan pay the bill before walking off to enjoy yourselves.

And as the night continued, you and Sungchan helped yourselves to some pizza next, shooting hoops for a few rounds at the basketball game before eventually delighting yourselves to a Pac-Man tournament.

You obviously lost more than half of the rounds y’all played together, but only because you really needed to stop by the bathroom after all those drinks.

Sungchan cut the game off, returning it back to its default home screen before taking your hand and walking you to the ladies bathroom.

“I’ll be out in a bit,” you told him as you lazily kissed the apple of his cheek before waltzing inside, and he rested his back on the outside of the door, planning to wait until you were finished.

Though, you were starting to take a lot longer than promised, causing Sungchan to grow a bit suspicious...

So, being the rule-breaker that he often was whenever he drank too much, he walked inside the women’s bathroom, knocking on the stall door to see if you were okay.

And surprisingly, you weren’t in there throwing up your entire digestive system, so that concluded you fine for the most part...

The only issue was that your pussy wouldn't stop throbbing and leaking arousal all into your underwear, and even after trying to calm yourself down a few times, nothing was working—

“Baby, just let me in before some chick sees me standing here and assumes I’m harassing you,” Sungchan pleaded despite the calmness of his voice, impatient hands finding the pockets on his track pants.

“Fine, but I’m only letting you in if you promise to help me,” you pouted as if he could see you, and he let himself giggle at the whiny tone of your voice right now.

“Help you with what? Wiping yourself?” Sungchan teased, but all of that stopped once you opened the door to pull him inside.

“No, asshole… I seriously need you right now,” you whined again, and he kissed you, cupping your face in one hand and supporting the small of your back with another.

“I only did that to shut you up, by the way,” Sungchan muttered upon breaking from the kiss, turning back to open the door and leave. “Now let’s go back...”

“Channie, please…” You tugged on his arm.

“I’m not staying here in a women’s bathroom stall with you, ____,” he whisper-scolded.

“But I want you to be in here,” you went on, clinging to his arm like a koala in distress...

Sungchan sighed, finally closing the door back so you could stop whining. “Okay, baby, what’s all this really about... hm?”

You stayed quiet, only reaching inside the cup of your bra to pull out a condom packed in shiny blue foil.

“Baby,” Sungchan breathed out with a soft smile, finally realizing the true motive for your sudden change in behavior: “Why’re you letting that barista girl get to you?”

“I dunno, why’re you bringing her up?” You retorted, closing your hand around the condom you held, but Sungchan found your hand anyway, opening it back up and taking the condom himself.

“Because you’re obviously still bothered about how she was acting with me,” he returned, undoing his track pants while keeping eye contact with you, “and that’s okay... Even I get jealous sometimes.”

“I wasn’t jealous of that skank,” you correct him.

“Then what were you, baby?… Tell me…”

“I was... upset,” you admitted through a gulp once he freed his cock from his pants, and he was surprisingly somewhat hard already just from talking to you, “There’s a difference, y’know?”

“Sure... but what upset you?”

“That... that you just let her touch you and... and talk to you as if I wasn’t standing right fucking there,” you said with a frustrated tone, feeling your skin shiver at the sudden sound of him tearing the foil packaging before sliding the rubber over his tip and down his shaft.

“I’m sorry I made you feel that way, then." Sungchan apologized, and either being too drunk to notice or even care that he was being sarcastic, you closed the space between you two, looking him straight in the eye with your own lust-filled ones.

And before you knew it, he had your back against the wall, fucking his thickness into your sopping cunt as you clung to his shoulders, eyes shut with overwhelming pleasure.

Given the crammed space in the stall, it wasn't very easy to move around in there, let alone with two fully grown people. Though, at least one benefit was that the arcade restrooms weren’t like the cheesy ones with zero privacy...

The stalls were fully sealed all around, almost like a closet with a toilet in it, and judging from the thick wooden walls, they were pretty soundproof too for the most part.

His hands gripped at your ass as pretty little grunts fell from his lips, and all you could hear in the back of your mind was Samantha’s irritating voice.

“K-kiss me,” you breathed out suddenly, and Sungchan did just that, finding your lips in his own as you kissed him passionately, trembling at the sensation of his hands spreading your cheeks as he held you tighter.

That’s when you took his lower lip between your teeth, biting down hard enough to leave a mark.

“Fuck,” he swore as quietly as he could, and you released his lip, only because you wanted to see the pained look on his face as he kept fucking you.

“Why the hell did you bite me so hard, ____?”

“Hurts, doesn’t it?” You returned with a whisper, and he only hung his head, snickering to himself before looking back up to meet your eyes.

“You’re fucking crazy, y’know tha—ahhh...” His voice trailed off, but only because your walls kept clenching around him, your slick coating his entire pelvis now given how wet you were... though, your physical arousal didn't match your visible pleasure...

“Why're you holding your sounds in, huh?” Your boyfriend huffed, only to chuckle slightly at the docile look of sexual desperation overtaking your face now, “still trying to stay mad at me for no reason?”

“Even if I was, you're literally laughing at everything right now, so it'd be pointless,” you said with a surprisingly stable voice, only to tighten your jaw at how slow he was dragging his cock against your walls now, making you focus on every last inch of his length as he slid in and out of you, slow and steady...

“Stop that,” your voice came out strained, and you turned your face from him to hide how effected you truly were, but when his hands fiercely gripped at the sensitive flesh of your hips, you couldn't stop yourself from wincing.

“So bossy today,” he replied with a smirk, biting his own lip at the sight of your tough girl act crumbling before him.

“Go faster already, Sungchan,” you sighed with desperation, hating how he was delaying your release by going so slowly

“I'm sure Samantha wouldn't mind me fucking her at this speed,” he snickered, ghosting his hot breath right below your ear.

“The closest that bitch is ever getting to you again is in... in a dream,” you stammered out incoherently, but only because he was sucking on your neck now, surely leaving a mark as his hips finally picked up the pace.

“I wouldn’t be so sure if I were you,” Sungchan mumbles through grunts in between kissing your flesh, making your eyes go in and out of focus the faster he pistoled his cock into you. “She’s probably waiting for me in the stall beside us... touching herself while she listens to us fuck... wishing it was her—”

Smack!

You slapped him clean across the face, cutting off his words with your bitter force, and you’re not sure if that’s what makes his eyes appear watery at first...

Though, maybe, it was the feeling of your snug walls sucking him back in that made him tear up a bit, and it didn’t help how you subconsciously rolled your hips against his, desperate for more friction.

“Feel better after doing that, angel?” Sungchan asked in a wobbly voice now, and you could tell he was getting close just from how pronounced his veins looked now, coupled with the additional saliva pooling in his mouth.

Before you could even answer, he was back to kissing you, and his skilled tongue, despite all the drama it had caused thus far, was making you feel so good right now...

The contact was so sloppy, and primal even, with his powerful hips pushing through their own stuttering as he chased his high, spanking the swell of your ass to get your attention.

“I asked you a question, didn’t I, baby?” He offered through his adorably labored breaths, still trying to get that reply out of you before y’all left the stall.

Smack.

His large hand hit your ass again, making you jump against the wall as the painful sting traveled throughout your entire body, part of it turning you on somewhat.

“Sungchan,” you panted, tracing the swollen part of his lower lip that you had bit earlier, and now you were starting to feel your eyes tear up, too, “I’m sorry, I... I don’t know what made me do that.”

“It’s okay, angel, we’re both drunk out of our minds right now,” his voice began with a weak giggle, just as his arms were starting to feel numb for holding you for so long.

Fusing your back with the wall, you were shocked to feel that Sungchan could possibly reach even deeper inside you, and it was only with a few more thrusts while coupled with the pleasured whimpers you finally let out for him that your boyfriend reached his climax.

“Fuck, baby... ahh... nghh... fuckkk,” a string of curse words spilled from your lips, but Sungchan covered your mouth almost instantly once he heard someone open the bathroom entry door.

“Mmm,” you hummed again, but he shushed you with a finger, hearing a stall open and close just a few feet away from you before their footsteps stopped.

And you couldn’t be more lucky that there was faint music playing from the speakers, provoking you and Sungchan to get back dressed as fast as y’all could while you still had a chance at doing so undetected.

Your feet hit the ground with a gentle thud once he released you from his grasp, and you both smiled at how ridiculous you both felt in this moment.

Slipping off his soiled condom, he discarded it down the toilet, pinning you against the wall to find your lips in yet another harsh kiss as he hummed softly, “We’re never going to a party like this again, right?”

“Agreed,” you said back, readjusting your cheer skirt and panties as your boyfriend slid his pants up, ruffling his hair a few times before finally opening the stall door to leave...

Both of your emotions were always like a rollercoaster whenever you got drunk. One second you were both a bunch of moody lug nuts, and then the next, you two were practically inseparable...

With your arm hooked in Sungchan’s, you rested your head on his stature as he led you out of the bathroom stall, and you weren’t all that surprised to spot Samantha there, wide-eyed and confused as you and him casually walked out together.

“Did you guys... Why were you both?... Wait…" Samantha’s voice trailed off as she tried her hardest to get a coherent sentence out but failed nonetheless once Sungchan and you started giggling to each other before walking out the restroom.

And you’re certain the stall you two had just left reeked of body warmth and sex, but being too drunk to spare a care, you both waved everyone off before heading home, only to flat out crash on your shared mattress and sleep the night away while still wearing your costumes...

⋆♱✮ Thanks to everyone who made it to the end of DAY 9's fic entry for my Kinktober Event !! This is a bit shitty tbh, but nonetheless, if you're interested in reading more works like this, feel free to check out my main enhypen masterlist or my kinktober masterlist by clicking one of these links :3

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