#mommy! wooyoung

[xosannie]

Ateez members I think would have a mommy kink

☆Genre: smut MDNI 18+ only

☆Pairing: sub!ateez x afab!reader

☆Word count: 2k+

☆Warnings: Mommy kink (ofc), praise, dirty talk, slight breeding (use protection y’all), begging, hand job, pet names (baby, my love, puppy), boys get embarrassed:((, oral (f receiving), hair pulling, cumming in pants, humping (let me know if I missed any).

Seonghwa

He would be too shy to mention it to you, it would be a dirty secret to him, an embarrassing fantasy. Until one day, you have him needy and desperate. You’ve been teasing him for so long, barely touching him and making him beg. He would get so desperate and sexually frustrated he would tear up, poor baby. :((

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Seonghwa was sat on the couch, head resting back on the cushions as you rode him, finally giving him what he needs. His hands tightly gripping your hips, afraid that if he let go, you might fly away. 

“Fuck you’re so good, baby, so pretty for me.”

You caress his cheek, admiring the pretty way his brows furrow, his mouth agape, letting out beautiful moans. You decided he endured enough teasing for the night, gently caressing him as your hips rock back and forth in a swift motion. 

"Mmm, so good,” he mumbles.

You place soft kisses on his neck, jaw, and cheek, chuckling at the way he whimpers at your touch. He was feeling lost in the pleasure, having no control of the words that escaped his mouth.

“Does that feel good, my pretty boy?”

“Yes mommy...”

Well, that’s new.

Your eyes shoot open and your hips still. You pull back slightly to look at Seonghwa’s now flushed face. 

“What was that?”

Seonghwa sat there frozen, eyes wide and ears burning red. He didn’t mean to say it, but he couldn’t help it, he was feeling so safe and so good it slipped out. :(

“I….uh.”

Your heart pounded at the sudden nick name, you would have never thought Seonghwa would be into that, but fuck did it ignite a fire in your stomach. You look at him questioningly, wanting to hear him say it again. 

“Nothing. I... Can we just continue, please?”

"No, you definitely said something.”

Seonghwa covered his flushed face in his hands, he just wanted to crumble into a ball, he felt so embarrassed. How could he let something like that slip out? 

“I didn’t mean it. Just…..please pretend I didn’t say that.”

You decided to let it go this time, but you could never forget it. You took his hands out of his face and kissed his lips softly. He relaxes at the feeling of your lips, and soon enough, your hips started rolling again. He moaned softly against your lips and wrapped his long arm around your body. 

You held him close as the bounce of your hips moved faster and his moans grew louder. You wrapped your arms around his neck, holding him close, feeling his warm breath against your skin as he whimpered. 

You felt him twitch inside you, and his quiet moans grew more high pitched. He was close, and you knew it.

“You going to cum for me, baby?”

He nods eagerly against your neck, holding you tighter. 

“Use your words.”

“Yes. Yes, I’m close. I want to to cum. Can I please cum?”

You chuckle at his begging, whispering in his ear with a soft and caring tone. 

“Then cum for me, my love. Cum for mommy.”

His eyes widen at your words, and without a second thought, he was cumming deep inside you. His body trembled as his high-pitched whimpers filled the room. You smile to yourself, moaning softly. Seeing Seonghwa cum so hard brought you to the edge yourself and soon you were cumming on his dick. He whimpers as you clench on his oversensitive dick, panting loudly as he held you close, burying his face in your neck. 

You both sit there trying to catch your breath. You pull away to cup Seonghwa’s face, praising him softly. Littering his flushed face with kisses.

After a nice shower, you both found yourself entangled in each other’s arms in bed. You played with his dark, long hair as he rested his head on your chest.

“Baby, you know you could have told me you have a mommy kink.”

He stayed silent for a moment, feeling his ears burn up again when you mention it. His voice was quiet when he responded.

“I was just embarrassed. I was scared you would judge me.”

“I would never judge you, baby, I want you to feel satisfied and happy. Don’t be afraid to tell me those things, okay?”

You pull his head up by his chin so he is looking at your face, your eyes lock with his for a second before he shifts his gaze, feeling a bit shameful. 

“Besides, it was hot when you called me mommy.”

His eyes widened at your words, flicking his gaze back to you. He was already feeling a stir in his pajama pants at the thought of you thinking it’s hot.

“R-really?”

His voice was meek and there was a hint of insecurity in his tone. You placed a kiss on the tip of his nose and smiled brightly at him.

"Yes, really, so keep calling me that. Trust me, mommy likes it.”

His breath hitches at your words, and he can feel himself growing in his pants again. You notice the shift in his mood and smirk. You cup his face and pull him in for a kiss.

“Mommy?”

“Yes baby?”

He shifts so he could hover over you and you feel his growing erection press against you through the thin materials of his silk pajama bottoms. You bite back a smirk, your body grows excited again at the feeling. 

“Please touch your good boy again, I need it.”

Oh you were going to have so much fun with him.

San

You would be the one to mention it, San never really gave it much thought before. Until on day, when you’re feeling extra horny, you slipped up and his body reacted to it in a way he never thought would.

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San was laying in bed, innocently scrolling on his phone when you came by, feeling horny as fuck. You cuddle into him at first, laying your head on his chest, tracing patterns on his bare skin. A few minutes of cuddling later your hands started to slowly travel down south. San threw you a knowing glance, watching the way your hands moved down to his crotch.

“What are you doing?”

“What are you talking about?”

You play coy as you fingers slip in his gray sweats. San smirks, letting your hand travel low on his body. You grasp san’s (now hardening) dick and he moans softly, you slowly jerk him off in his sweats.

“No underwear? Were you expecting me to jerk off your pretty dick”

You kiss san’s neck, nibbling on the skin. His breath grew more labored and he gasps at your praise, he lets out moan when your fingers stroked faster.

“I want to be a good boy, be ready for you at all times.”

Next thing you know you’re sat next to San jerking him off. He pants loudly and buck his hips into your fist. His gray sweats were pulled down to his mid thigh, too eager to pull them off all the way. 

“Look at you, bucking into my fist like a dog. So cute, you’re such a cute puppy.”

San whimpers at your words, feeling his face heat up and his dick twitch. You smirk at him, you loved the way San sounded when he moaned. You also love the way he’s so eager to please, and so desperate for your touch. He may have been a big strong man, dripping with masculinity, but in closed doors he was a sensitive baby who gets so needy so quick. 

You were getting lost in his pretty noises, feeling turned on by how desperate he looked fucking himself in your grip. His abs flexed every time his hips thrust up, and he grabbed tightly onto your thigh. You didn’t have time to stop yourself from the words that escaped your lips.

“Fuck baby you’re so pretty for mommy”

San moaned loudly at the comment, his hips stuttered and his white cum shot up onto your fist and his lower abdomen. You watch with shock (and admiration) at his sudden orgasm. His body trembled, whimpers and whines escaping his lips as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. You slowed the pace of your hand, and he covered his face in his arms as he panted loudly. 

You sit there astonished, frozen at what just happened, a smile spread on you face as you laugh softly. 

“What the fuck?”

San wines hiding in his big arms, he squirms around feeling embarrassed for cumming so fast (and so hard) after hearing you call yourself mommy.

You laugh softly as you caress San’s hair with your clean hand. His chest rising and falling rapidly, he pulled his arms away and looked at you with narrowed eyes, a slight pout on his lips.

“Don’t laugh.” 

“Sorry, you’re just so cute.”

You place a soft kiss on his forehead, your fingers running through his dark locks. 

“Wow Sannie, you have a mommy kink? ”

You raise your brows up and down suggestively, smirking down at San. He lets out a sigh, his breath now evened out.

“I didn’t even know I did till now. Damn that’s was so hot though”

You chuckle then lean down, capturing his lips in a kiss. 

“I’m glad you like it too and don’t think it’s weird.” 

His face softened at tour words, he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. 

“It’s not weird, I never really thought about this kind of stuff but…..well you saw how hard I came just now.”

You both laugh softly at his remark and you place another soft kiss on his lips. He pulls you closer kissing you back eagerly and soon you were straddling his hips when the kiss grew more passionate. He tugged at your shorts wanting them off, whimpering softly. 

“Please fuck me mommy.” 

This man was going to be the death of you. 

Wooyoung

He would be straight up with you, unashamed. Mentioning it as nonchalantly as possible, but when you’re uncertain, he starts to feel a bit concerned. He doesn’t want you to do something you’re uncomfortable with, so he’ll try to brush it off. —————————————————————————

You were both lounging on the couch one night. You laid back with your feet propped on his lap. He gently rubbed your leg, massaging your calf here and there, enjoying each other’s presence. You both were snacking on sweets, bantering about whatever came to mind. 

“Okay, what other kinks do you have?” 

He sighs, thinking back on the many kinks and fetishes he likes to dabble in, swallowing a piece of candy he was just chewing on.

“Oh, I have a mommy kink.”

He shrugs, digging his hand back into the bag of gummies you two were enjoying. Your eyes widen, not really expecting to hear that, but also you weren’t really surprised.

“Really? I mean, I guess that makes sense.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

He teases, throwing a gummy at your direction. You giggle and dodge the candy, nudging him with your foot.

“Hey! I mean, you just look like the type, I guess.”

He smiles softly at your words, he toys with the hem of your pajama bottoms.

“You don’t think it’s weird, do you?”

You look at Wooyoung, taking a moment to picture what it would be like to have him calling you mommy in bed. Your silence starts to worry him a bit as he feels a pang of disappointment in his chest. He looks away, fiddling with the fabric of your pants. He was about to change the subject, telling you to let it go and pretends he never mentioned it, until you spoke.

“It took me a moment to picture it, I don't know. I think I need to hear it during sex to know if I like it.” 

He looked over at you with hopeful eyes. Well,  that wasn’t a "yes, it’s weird,” so he felt a bit relieved. 

“We can try it one day if you’d like.” 

You smile at him, rubbing your foot on his thigh.

"Yeah, we can.”

He watched the way your foot rubbed him, inching closer to his crotch. He raised his brows, a sly smirk forming on his face. 

Soon after, your legs were spread wide, and your discarded pajama pants rested on the living room floor. Wooyoung propped himself between your thighs, licking eagerly at your cunt. 

His tongue fucked in and out of your hole as his nose rubbed against your clit. He was moaning whorishly in your pussy, basking in the taste of your juices and your fingers in his hair. You gasped, arching you back at the feeling of his pretty nose stimulating your bundle of nerves.

"Oh, there you go, Wooyoung. Yes, just like that.”

Your grip on Wooyoung’s hair tightens, and he groans at the feeling. Looking up at you with wide pleading eyes, wanting to see your every expression. He licked up your pussy, sucking your clit while messaging it with his tongue.

You moan louder at the feeling, throwing your head back, your thighs clenching around Wooyoung’s head. You rocked your hips back and forth using his tongue to get off.

This is how Wooyoung liked it—you holding him down on your pussy as he licks you up eagerly. He loves to be used for your pleasure, he’s just a toy for you, ready to help you get off whenever and wherever you want. 

He was so lost in pleasing you he started to subconsciously rut against the couch cushion. He grunts at the friction it created, slick precum dripping down, making a mess of his sweats. 

“Fuck Wooyoung, your tongue is so good. You’re so good at eating mommy’s pussy.”

Wooyoung whimpers at hearing to call yourself mommy, his hips thrust up once more, and he cumming in his sweats. He gripped tightly onto your thighs, moaning against your pussy, sending vibrations up your body. 

You gasp loudly watching him cum in his pants, the sight alone was enough to bring you to your orgasm. Legs trembling around Wooyoung’s head, he moans at the taste of your cum, licking it up eagerly. 

He weakly pulls away from you, knowing you don’t like it when he overdoes it after your orgasm. He wiped his chin with shaky hands, looking up at you, breathing heavily. 

You chuckle breathlessly, looking down at Wooyoung and cupping his face. 

“Wow, that was hot. Mmm, come over here so mommy can fuck you.”

Wooyoung whimpers, his brows furrowing, and he nods eagerly.

“Yes, okay”

He scrambles up, hovering over you with trembling arms, desperately trying to pull his soiled sweats off. You cup his face, making him look at you.

"Yes, what, baby?”

He whimpers at your touch, feeling himself growing hard again.

“Yes mommy.” 

That night something awoke in you, but you’re glad it did. 

a/n: Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed. I’m a massive whore for submissive Ateez, so don’t be surprised if I incorporate in my stories a lot🫣🤭.

Update: after reading this back and pondering for a moment I feel like I would change Seonghwa to Mingi

[yuyuzlilbunny]

Freshly Done

inspired by friends being horny and this picture

paring: wooyoung x y/n(fem)

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

word count: 1295

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“oh fuck, woo your nails!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“fuck, too much—ahhh, woo, please.”

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

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

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

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HYUNG'S SECRET! O.O

❒ psh x male! reader

❒ porn w plot

❒ dry humping, raw sex, mommy kink, kinda somnophilia, recording, pet names, nipple play, possessive hwa, belly-bulge, creampie

❒ you discover your seonghwa hyung's secret and one thing leads to another.

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you have a problem. so your current room was yours. since there are nine members, the staff decided to do a lucky draw to see which member would get a room all to themselves. and guess what? you got it of course.

sometimes the members would sneak in and cuddle you at night and you never minded. in fact, you loved cuddling with your members. they all held a soft spot for you as you were the youngest and last member to join.

but recently something weird was happening. you'd wake up most mornings covered in sweat, and your thighs and shorts would be covered in- what even is it? you didn't know.

you just think it's some weird shit you do when you sleep, but how wrong you were.

the members all had split schedules for the day. you would sometimes come across a few members and talk for a bit before moving on, but throughout the entire day you barely saw your seonghwa hyung.

you brushed it off as everyone's schedules were packed and busy, so you thought nothing of it.

seonghwa was the last to arrive back to the dorms. he sighed tiredly as he entered, placing down his things before making his way into the living room, where he found you cuddled up between yeosang and yunho, watching a movie.

seonghwa's blood boiled as he saw yeosang lay against your neck, and yunho's hand gripping your thighs gently. however you didn't seem to mind, instead you smiled more at the affection. which angered him even more.

seonghwa had always held this possessive behaviour towards you. he knew you way back during middle school. you were a few grades below him and always looked up to him, his heart would swell whenever you would run up to him yelling 'hyung!' and telling him all about your day.

not that he hated his members, he just hated how touchy they were with you. you were his, damn it. he knew you longer, been with you longer. heck, he was the one who brought you into kq in the first place.

seonghwa rolled his eyes as he went into his shared bedroom with hongjoong, unpacking his things.

he shouldn't be doing this. seonghwa knew how bad it was, how much trouble he'd get in. but he couldn't help himself.

he wrapped his arms around your waist, big spooning you as he rubbed his hard erection along your plump ass. he reached under your baggy tshirt, playing with your nipple as you let out a quiet whimper in your sleep.

he took a deep whiff when he buried his face against your nape, he moaned. god, you smelled heavenly. he almost came as he heard you let out a breathy moan.

you blink a few times, adjusting to the darkness as you felt something rub at your ass. you stayed silent as you blushed furiously. you bit the edge of your pillowcase as you held back moans.

you could feel yourself get harder. seonghwa leaned forward and nibbled at your ear, "oh fuck-! my darling n/n, hyung's sorry- ugh~ shit! fuck, i love you so damn much." seonghwa sucked at your neck, marking you as his.

he stopped and slid his cock between your thighs, squeezing him perfectly. "oh- n/n you were made for me, see how perfectly we fit with each other? fuckkk~ you feel so good, taking such good care of your hyung."

he thrusted messily as his tip rubbed against your leaking cock every now and then. both of his hands moved to fiddle with your chest, he pulled and twisted your nipples, massaging the flesh of your chest. you whimpered as he bit down on your neck once again.

there's no way seonghwa hyung would do this. there's no way, right? of course you recognise his voice, you knew it was him but you just just couldn't believe he would do something like this. you weren't disgusted at all, the opposite actually.

"fuck- n/n, mommy's gonna cum! cum with me, okay?" seonghwa put his hand into your shorts, stroking your hard cock gently. you bit your lip at the feeling of his callous fingers, you were so fucked. god, why did he have to call himself that? it made you feel all weird and shit.

"ugh~ you're mommy's boy, aren't you? you're mine. mine, mine, mine! fuck- you belong to me, and i belong to you. i- i'll do anything for you, baby," seonghwa kissed your neck lovingly as you feel your orgasm nearing at his possessive tone.

"i love you so much, n/n-! so please, love me too! mommy will take care of you and love you- ah! fuck, you feel so good..." seonghwa teared up, moaning beautifully before cumming all over your thighs.

you came into your short right after, tears sliding down your face. you felt so good, so needed, so loved.

you panted as your eyelids became heavy, just then seonghwa flipped you on your back as you stared back at him with half-lidded eyes. he smirked and kissed your forehead, "go to sleep, it's all a dream..." seonghwa covered your eyes, lulling you back to sleep.

you woke up clean for the first time in forever. bits and pieces of last night coming back to you as you became flustered.

you guys had a fan meeting to attend today. you were pumped and excited to see your lovely atinys, you jumped around with wooyoung as you neared the stage.

the meeting flew by so quickly. you met a lot of nice atinys that gifted you plushies, your favourite! you and the members began answering some questions from a mystery box filled by atinys.

"okay atinys, it's time for our maknae to pick his question!" san taunted as he handed you the box, you swayed your hand around it for a while before picking out a small slip of paper.

you opened it and read exactly as it said, "is seonghwa your mommy...?" the crowd roared and cheered as you stood, flustered. seonghwa smirked and wrapped his arms around your waist, face dangerously close to yours.

"aww, you're all flustered n/n~ do you like mommy that much?" the crowd along with a few members screeched at the sudden comment. your hands rested on his forearms as you stared at anywhere else but him, "uh- yeah of course i like you hyung, what are you talking about?" you laughed it off as you detached yourself from him.

seonghwa's heart fluttered even if it wasn't the 'like' he had wanted. he smiled widely and latched himself onto you again. the atinys awed and cooed at your adorable interaction.

you felt his hand slid under your cropped top, kneading at your waist. you bit your lip and squeezed your thighs together.

"n/n, i know your birthday is coming up soon. look what i got you!" a staff ran out to pass the giant kuromi plushie to him, before he passed it to you.

completely forgetting the past event, you squealed happily and threw yourself at him. catching you easily, seonghwa kissed your cheek. "thank you hyung! really, i can't believe it! it's so huge!" the plushie was almost as big as you.

the audience cooed at the interaction, atinys have always adored you, being the youngest and cutest member, you easily attracted lots of fans.

wooyoung whined, "yah! hyung, why do you only buy nice things for m/n? what about us?" "maybe if you behaved properly i would buy you something too." seonghwa said with a raised eyebrow.

you laid on your bed as you cuddled your very very large plushie. you buried your head into the fur, taking a deep whiff of its scent.

it smelled like... seonghwa? i mean, obviously. he bought it for you. weirdly enough, his scent overtook your senses. your sight became hazy as you sniffed more and more, hips moving instinctively.

"hyung..." you mumbled as you humped the plushie. you muffled your moans by biting into the ear or the plushie. memories of the night before flooded your brain, seonghwa's moans plagued your mind as it replayed on loop. it made you realise how hot and bothered he got you last night.

as you got more into it though, "ah~ m- mommy... oh-!" your toes curled as you shivered at the memory of his touch. his delicate fingers, pretty hands touched you so gently, with so much care, so much love.

you stopped and looked through the crack of your door, thanking the lord no one heard you. you got up and wobbled over to close the door, closing it gently then picking out seonghwa's hoodie from your closet, which he gave you and put it over your tshirt.

you squeezed your thighs together as his warm scent engulfed you. you laid on your bed again as you brought the hoodie up to your nose. you shut your eyes as you suffocated yourself in his florescent smell.

you whimpered as you caged the plushie between your legs, grinding on it. "mmh~ ah-! mommy, please- ouh~!" you pleaded pathetically at seonghwa no one in particular.

then, you heard a quiet giggle. you opened your eyes, face red with sweat as your hair stuck to your forehead. there seonghwa stood at your door, leaning on it. your eyes widen as you froze in embarrassment.

seonghwa walked in, closing the door and locking it as he made his way to sit at the edge of your bed. "so... i guess you like your present a lot, hm?" seonghwa smirked as he held your chin with his finger.

you blushed and swatted his hand away, "n-no! you're crazy anyways! how could you be doing such... lewd things to me when i sleep, hyung!" seonghwa smiled gently before crawling towards you, caging you between his arms.

seonghwa dipped his head next to your ear, whispering seductively. "you're so cute, my love. fuck, i want you so bad," you squirmed as you tried pushing him by his chest, only to have them pinned above your head.

seonghwa licked along the shell of your ear, squeezing a whimper out of you. "i know you want me too, baby. just say the word and i'm yours~" he smiled as you squeeze your legs closer to each other, trying to create more friction.

he slid his knee between your legs and rubbed circled against your crotch. you moaned loudly as you arched your back. taking the chance, he slid his tongue into your open mouth, sucking your tongue as drool trickled down your chin.

he let go of your wrists as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him close. then, a knock sounded at your door. you pulled away with wide eyes as you and seonghwa held eye contact for a second, before the man smirked and dived down to kiss your neck.

everybody knew how sensitive your neck was, so it didn't help that he attacked at your sweet spots so eagerly. you let out a quiet moan, covering your mouth immediately.

"m/n, are you in there?" hongjoong asked as your doorknob shook,

"why's your door locked-? whatever, have you seen seonghwa hyung?"

"n-no..." you bit your lip as you stared down at seonghwa who moved his knee, you felt him smile into your neck as he teased you. you gripped his hair, hoping he's stop, but it just made him groan and whimper.

"you okay? you sound sick, do you need me to-"

"no! i mean- uh, no it's fine! i'm just feeling a bit t-tired..." you shivered as seonghwa's hand slide under his your hoodie, trailing up to your chest slowly.

"alright... then, sleep well!" as you heard the footsteps of hongjoong slowly diminish, you allowed yourself to relax into his touch.

"a-ah, not there!" you whined dumbly as seonghwa caught your lips again. kissing you with so much heat and passion, making your head spin.

his fingers flicked and toyed at your nipples, making you whimper into the kiss.

seonghwa pulled away, replacing his knee with his crotch as you rubbed against each other.

"baby- ugh, let me fuck you, please? mommy will fuck you full of his cum," he stare at you with half-lidded eyes, sliding his thumb into your mouth.

"tch, i don't know why you're always so touchy with the members. you're fucking mine, got that? i loved you way longer than they did, it's only fair that i should have you, right?"

he slid his finger further into your throat, making you gag a bit in the process. as he pulled out, a string of saliva connected at the tip of your tongue and his thumb. he smirked and licked his thumb clean seductively.

he grinded himself into you agonisingly slow. eyes begging you to just say the word,

to let him take you,

let him pleasure you,

let him love you.

which is what you did. you leaned into his ear and blushed furiously, "uhm, i want you... mommy, ah!" he suddenly bit down on your neck, nearly drawing blood.

"there, now you're all mine. now they'll know who you belong to, right baby?" he stroked the bite mark on your neck, internally hoping it'll last forever.

the male cooed as he watched tears well up in your eyes, softly stroking your cheek, kissing you sweetly. "awh, i'm sorry honey, did it hurt? mommy's sorry, let me make it up to you, hm?"

his hands slid under you as he pulled you up swiftly, switching your position with you now straddling him.

he laid down as he lazily pulled you up by your thighs. your crotch slowly inching towards his face. you leaned forward, putting your hands above his head to level yourself.

"what are you... doing?" you were almost afraid to ask as you internally sweat-dropped.

"i want you to sit on my face" he smiled, almost sweetly if it wasn't for such a lewd thing he just said.

you blushed furiously as you tried to get up, proving to be futile as seonghwa pulled you back in, capturing your lips in his.

"i promise i'll make ya' feel good? please? just once, baby... spoil your mommy please?" he jutted out his bottom lip, eyes begging you to approve.

you thought about it for a few seconds as seonghwa kneaded your ass, teasing your hole by brushing his fingers against it.

you shuddered before nodding. seonghwa helped you take off your boxers, your leaking cock bouncing as it freed. seonghwa smirked before landing a few small kisses on the tip, making you shiver.

you slowly moved yourself forward and closer to his face, "are... you sure about this?" you shot him a worried look as he just nodded frantically, begging you to suffocate him already.

"i just– ah!" he pulled you down onto his face as he kissed and sucked at your hole. his pants tightened more and more every second he smelled your strong musk, it was intoxicating.

you moaned and whimper as your toes curled at this new feeling. his tongue began prodding at your hole as he held you down by gripping on your thighs.

your vision became hazy as you gripped his hair, pulling his further into you. seonghwa moaned at that, sending vibrations into your core.

"oh... mommy! i- ah!" you could only mumble the word 'mommy' pathetically as you rode his face, not even able to form comprehensible sentences.

your thighs tightened against his head as your soft flesh sandwiched his face. seonghwa swore he would've came on the spot if you had squeezed him any harder.

you felt his hands shake as you pulled away from his face. seonghwa's face was red as he panted.

"oh my god! why didn't you tell me you couldn't breathe, i-" before you could finish your sentence, seonghwa pulled you back on his face, sliding his tongue into your hole.

"w-wait, ah~ mommy!" tears started filling your eyes as pleasure overtook your body. his tongue slide in and out of your hole, teasing you.

you looked back to the kuromi plushie and pulled it back into you. moaning as you buried yourself into seonghwa's scent, getting closer and closer.

with you gripping his head and sitting on his face, seonghwa knew he couldn't last any longer. you softly whimpered that you were close as seonghwa went ballistic.

hands groping you everywhere as he slurped and licked at you. your moans were music to seonghwa's ears as he felt himself getting close.

"mommy... 'm gunna cum—" just then, you came all over the kuromi plushie as you pulled at seonghwa's hair, triggering his own release.

slowly, you pulled yourself up as your thighs shook. seonghwa had slick covering his mouth and chin, lazy smile painted on his face as he stared at the ceiling, as if fucked out.

"mommy?" you softly poked his arm as he turned to look at you for a few seconds. fuck, how could you look so innocent even in this scenario?

he crashed his lips into yours, as you tasted yourself on his tongue. you moaned into the kiss as you sat on his lap again, grinding yourself on him.

you looked towards your clock as it read '2:00am'. you made a mental note to not be too loud as you'll disturb the deep slumber of your members.

seonghwa gripped your thigh as he flipped your position, never leaving your lips. "are you finally gonna let mommy fuck you?" he mumbled between your lips as you nodded your head, pulling him so his body was flush against yours.

your hard cock grinded against his, the only thing separating the two were his shorts as he wriggled out of them, stroking your cocks together.

seonghwa went down and licked your nipple, suckling it in his mouth. you shut your eyes, throwing your head back as you tangled your hands into his hair.

he used his free hand to play with your other nipple, twisting and pulling at it. you covered your mouth as you moaned whorishly, never in the world did you think your seonghwa hyung would ever have you in such a position.

even if you did have a big fat crush on him during middle school, you never expected him to eat you out and probably fuck you dumb later. you turned your head to look at the picture on your nightstand.

it was your graduation and seonghwa had surprised you by coming with flowers and chocolates. you remembered how shy you felt as if he were your valentines. you still remember how you squirmed when he pulled you in by your waist for a picture, kissing your cheek.

seonghwa pulled away, looking towards the direction you were looking at. he smiled at the sight of only his picture on your headstand, "'ya know, i actually liked you back then." you turn to him with wide eyes,

"what? no way, i did too!"

he smiled apologetically, "i should've made you mine back then, huh?" you blushed and pouted, "well, you can still make it up to me~" you laid down with your hands above your head, flashing him a flirty wink.

"fuck- i can't do this anymore, i have to be inside you." seonghwa spat into his hand, stroking his hard cock before lining it up to your hole. you gripped the bedsheets above you as you gulped nervously.

he entered slowly at first, holding you in his arms and checking on you as he didn't want to hurt you. you moaned out at the feeling, you felt so full already.

he kissed you sweetly as he entered more and more. seonghwa had to hold himself back from fucking your brains out right then, the way your walls clenched around him, how warm you are, everything was driving him insane.

he felt you relax as he slid his entire length in in one go. your body jolted as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, he was... gigantic.

seonghwa waited until you told him to move. he slowly dragged his cock out, making you whimper. then, he snapped his hips back in. "AH! fuck..." you looked down to see a bulge at your belly as you closed your eyes and threw your head back into the pillows.

"heh, you looks so cute like this my love." he began fucking you quickly, almost dizzying. seonghwa pulled his phone out of his shorts pocket, putting his phone eye-level as he recorded you.

"c'mon baby, tell mommy how much you love his big cock, hm~?" he gripped your waist with his free hand, fucking you into him.

"puah~ mommy, i love your- ah! 's big..." you moaned whorishly before opening your eyes, you turned your head to the side, burying it in the pillows. "noooo, mommy don't film me please..."

seonghwa tsked as he gripped your jaw, turning your head towards the camera. "c'mon love, tell me. tell me how much you love it, how much you love me. unless, you like your other hyungs more than me?"

he sped up as you cried, cradling his hand at your cheek. "no- no way! i- ah~ i only wan'chu, mommy... not them, only- mmh! only you...!" you look up at him past his phone as fat tears streamed down your face.

you'd always craved seonghwa's affection since you first knew him, he was the perfect man in your eyes. you were attached to his hip like a puppy during your middle school years.

he was only ever gentle and loving to you. the mean glares he sent to other students were nothing compared to the large sparkling eyes that watched your every move.

of course, you two shared a whole lot of sexual tension. such as 'accidentally' making out with each other during a project at your house one time, but you both pushed it behind.

you always told yourself you only needed him, which he did you too. not that you didn't love the other members, just that your love towards them couldn't compare to yours for him, your hyung.

seonghwa cooed as he rubbed the tears from your cheek, "awe, my love. did'ja think i was giving you away or something? mommy's only teasing~ i would never do that to you, babyboy."

you blushed and smiled sweetly before he put down his phone, hands at your hips as he thrusted speedily. you felt yourself getting closer and closer with each look you shared.

you wrapped your arms around his neck, forcing your eyes open as you spoke, "mommy- ouh! i- i actually enjoyed it when we made out that time during middle school. i was jus- just scared you, ah! scared you wouldn't like me back..."

you shut your eyes, dizzied by the mix pleasure and pain. seonghwa's heart clenched, "my love... if i'm being honest," he leaned down near your ear, licking the shell.

"i actually thought about fucking you after that. every time i'd see you, i imagine folding you on the desk and fucking you in front of all the students. it would've been fun, huh?"

your stomach flipped as you only whimpered in response. it would've been heaven... just imagine, everyday after school he'd fuck you in your seat, in your classroom, where anybody could just walk in. you moaned as you felt a knot in your stomach.

"mmh, mommy, just a bit- faster please..." you nibbled at his neck as he pounded you, lewd sounds of skin slapping and bed creaking arousing the two.

"the bed might break if you go any faster..." you giggled into his neck as he let out a breathy laugh.

"doesn't matter. i need to show my baby how much i love him, how much i've needed him, how much i've wanted him." he rubbed your waist in small circles as you shivered.

"i'm gonna- mommy!"

"ugh! me too, love."

he thrusted messily before cumming inside you, triggering your own release. your back arched as your eyes rolled back, seeing stars. you moaned loudly as he filled you up the brim, hot cum burning your insides.

you let out a quiet moan as he pulled out, kissing you lovingly. slow and sensual, making you sleepy.

you pulled him towards you, tangling your legs together as you whispered a soft, "g'night..." before drifting off to sleep.

seonghwa smiled, kissing your head as he picked up his phone. he watched the recorded video, already getting hard again. he smiled as he went onto his messages.

he scanned the contacts of his members, who should he send this video to?

©BRRRKDSLEK 2023

[potatomountain]

"Spoiled Mommy"- WY oneshot

Pairing: Single mom reader x babysitter WY. Genre: Fluff/smut Warnings: use of Mommy in a sexual way- typical smut warnings. Word Count: 3k network: @pirateeznet

This is technically a day late but this is for the wonderful @daesukiii for their birthday yesterday (1-16). Also big thanks cuz she was technically my body double for it so I hope you love it!!

Ever since your kid was born, your own birthday was usually just another day. That’s just how things were as a single mom, your life revolved around your child. You were expecting this year to be the same, even if your son was now in preschool.

You didn’t mind, you loved your son, and your routine gave you some balance to your life. The little boy woke you up with morning kisses and hugs and wished you a happy birthday. You wondered where he had learned what today was, but thought you just said something about it. Morning love turned to getting him ready which he insisted on doing himself- even if that meant the shirt was on backwards and he wouldn’t let you change it.

You just let him have it, not wanting to argue as, for once, he seemed to be in a rush to get out the door. That meant your appearance was still a bit disheveled as the two of you rushed him off to preschool.

Teacher Seonghwa greeted you both when you walked up, your son happily bouncing around him and into school while you watched a bit taken aback. Now why was he excited to leave you alone? It was always the opposite.

“Happy birthday Miss.” Seonghwa offered with a gentle smile. “Are you picking him up today or is Wooyoung?”

You physically winced. “I can’t imagine what my son and his babysitter are planning… especially since Wooyoung was given today off.” Wooyoung- a tenant in your building and the beloved babysitter to your son for three years now. He’d often pick up your son in your place as you worked midday roughly.

“I will be, I have the day off today surprisingly. Um, Seonghwa- did I mention it was my birthday?”

He shook his head. “No, Wooyoung and he has been talking about it all week, planning something.”

Seonghwa just shrugged, turning his attention to another kid and mother. “Relax while you can, and see you later.” He waved as you walked off.

Whatever Wooyoung and your son was planning, it was gone from your mind when you crawled back into bed when you got home. Sleep pulled you under in minutes.

Your sleep was quite rudely awakened a few hours into your door being slammed open and someone calling your name. “Come on get up! It’s time!”

“It’s time for more sleep to go away-” You buried yourself deeper into the blankets, groaning as your curtains were pushed open. “For fuck’s sake-”

“Come on birthday Mommy, it’s time to get your present.” Wooyoung roughly pulled the blankets off, tossing them to the floor and then scoping you up bridal style. “You can’t waste the day away. I have plans, you’re going to get spoiled!”

“Woo- I gave you the day off.”

“And this is what I want to do with my day off.” He smiled down at you, carrying you out to your living room and setting you on the couch. You noticed the place was almost spotless, throwing your mind for a loop. “I cleaned, lunch is on the stove, and later I’m treating the three of us to your favorite restaurant and ice cream.” He stood up and stared down at you, wearing your pink frilly apron and hands on his hips. “Is that a problem?”

You often forget that Wooyoung had feelings for you, especially since he rarely brought it up. He had confessed a year ago but you had turned him down at the time because your son was your priority and you didn’t want to date anyways. He was understanding, and very little had changed between you: some light touches here and there, moments where you swore he might kiss you followed by disappointment when he wouldn’t.

You huffed, crossing your arms like a child and narrowing your eyes up at him. “Why are you doing this?”

“Why? Because my favorite hardworking mother deserves to get spoiled for once and I think I’d be jealous if someone else did it.” He said in a singsong voice, making his way back to the kitchen. “Now you’re going to eat and then get in the bath. I’ll run one for you, with all these nice bath salts and stuff I got.” 

Sighing, you stared at his back a bit forlorn, wondering if you had run out of chances.

The fact he brought you one of your favorite home cooked meals had you questioning that, as well as the way he smiled at you with all the stars in his eyes as you took the first bite, melting into the taste. “Are you trying to seduce me Woo?”

“Mmm maybe- depends on if it’s working.” 

You nodded without question, shoveling another bite. He looked as attractive as ever and you were still in half your disheveled clothes from earlier, pants having been discarded before your nap, and yet you doubted he saw you as a mess. “Very much so.”

His ears and apples of his cheeks darkened in color, a bit flustered as he giggled behind his hand and surged to his feet. “Bath time, and then I’ll work those hard mommy muscles out of your body.”

You nearly choked on your food but he was long gone by the time you could breathe normally. 

He didn’t come back out until your food was almost gone and your stomach was full, the previous comment forgotten. “Bath time Precious.”

You thought about it all in the bath, a nice one with bubbles and a scent you adored. Your skin felt soft and smooth, hair rejuvenated, and your mind made up. Opening the bathroom door in just a towel, you looked down the hall. “Wooyoung?”

“Is this how you spend time with my son? Are you treating me like him right now?” You let him take the dishes to the sink, stretching your arms above your head and standing up.

“Absolutely not, that’s my little buddy. You’re mommy, you get adult treatment.” He hummed out, clearly pleased with your flustered state. “Go take your bath.”

You mumbled your protests, his flirting becoming more and more brazen than normal but you blamed that on the fact you weren’t turning him away. When was the last time you had been alone with him? When your son wasn’t around or your focus? When had you been the focus? When could you focus on someone else, in the way you were beginning to focus on Wooyoung?

“In your room!” 

You made the short distance in seconds, peering into your bedroom to find him making the bed with fresh sheets and laying a towel down. Heat flooded you and you held the towel tighter. “I just finished making your bed so come lay down. San showed me some massage tricks to really get out some muscle kinks and I bet your back is worked up.”

You stepped inside, a bit of disappointment budding in your chest as you realized what you had been thinking wasn’t what he had planned. Softly you chastised yourself, making a mental note that maybe it was beyond time to try and get laid. Yet when Wooyoung turned to look at you when you didn’t answer, that disappointment was gone.

The way he looked at you set your nerves on fire, made you feel wanted down to your core and his reaction to  your state had you wanting him  just as much. The flustered cheeks and your name stuttered out, his hands adjusting his pants as he had to force himself to look away only to continuously look back.

“What? Did I steal your tongue away?” You teased, walking over to the bed with a bit more sway to your hips as your resolve was once more ignited.

“I- fucking hell you can have my tongue anytime you want.”

You knew he had said it low in hopes you hadn’t heard, but how could you deny how much you wanted him now? How could you say no when that was exactly what you needed. “Well it is my birthday, that sounds like a great way to be spoiled.” Crawling onto the bed, filled with a boldness you hadn’t felt in awhile, you let the towel fall off, your backside on display for him as you laid your stomach on the towel he had set out. “Spoil me Woo?”

You pretended to give it some thought with a head tilt, enjoying the way he was beginning to squirm next to you. “Or you can do the massage like you promised and maybe I’ll give you a reward. You’ll be a good boy won’t you?”

“Fuck-” You felt the bed dip next to you in a rush, his shadow looming over you, drawing your attention. “I don’t think I want to give you that massage right now.”

You pouted up at him, stomach twisting with butterflies at the way he licked his lips, sharp jaw tight as he lazily ran his heated gaze over the curves of your body. “But you said you’d spoil me. Don’t you want to give Mommy what she wants?”

He cursed again, hands gripping the sheets next to you as his breath hitched. You had no idea what had prompted you to refer to yourself like that but his reaction was more than worth it. “I’ll give Mommy anything she wants- you want to be spoiled, I can do that with more than a massage. Won’t you let me?”

Whatever leash the sexual tension between you had been on was snapped off in seconds, Wooyoung quickly straddling your thighs and running his hands down your back. He pressed down where he felt the knots. “I’ll take care of you…”

You relaxed under his touch, arms at your side and head falling against the bed. “You did pick up some tricks.” His hands felt amazing on your back, working your muscles easily.

“I told you.” His hands kept working, relaxing you into the bed and truthfully sending shivers down your spine. It felt so good.

Then he was working you back up in another way, his legs shifted forward so you could feel his thigh against the curve of your ass. No- not thigh, but his hard-on through his jeans.

The soft sounds you had been making changed, no longer could you focus on his hands but instead the hard length he gently pressed into your flesh, only his jeans keeping it contained. As his hands moved to your lower back, he leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to the back of your neck. “Can I have my reward now?” The question was accompanied by the softest thrust of his hips, pressing firmer into your cheek.

“What do you want your reward to be?” You gasped out, apparently more out of breath from his touches and teasing than you thought.

He kissed lower down your back, his hands full on massaging your ass cheeks now and working towards your hips. “Want to touch you-”

“You are.”

Truth be told if he didn’t touch you, you might actually go insane. “Y-y-yes… oh!” The word was barely out before he was hoisting your left leg up on the bed and covering your now exposed pussy with his hand. 

“More. Fuck, want to taste you. Want to make you cum. Please Mommy?” He bucked his hips into your thigh, taking the small inches you were giving him and running a mile with them. 

He whined out, two fingers rubbing your wet lips before pushing in. “Holy fuck you’re soaked for me.”

You could imagine it going to his head, your hands now above you, gripping the sheet for something stable. “I-It’s been years Woo.”

“Such a shame- I’ll spoil this pretty cunt of yours every fucking day and night.”

Now his words went right to your head, just as his fingers went right to your g-spot, rubbing it with ease. “T-then you should prove it.”

“Yeah? You want me to fuck you every night Mommy? Be your good boy and fill you with my cum?” His breathing was getting heavy, fingers pushing in and out of your tight hole with vigor.

“W-Woo…” You squirmed beneath him, grinding your hips back against his hand as he used his thumb to rub quick circles on your clit. You couldn’t answer, and so he slowed his pace, making you whine.

“Answer my question and you can cum.” He gripped your hip to keep you from squirming, but he was breathing just as heavily as you were.

His tongue replaced his thumb, pressing up on it with enough pressure from his fingers that you came undone with ease. His fingers didn’t stop even as his face got soaked with your juices, a low drawn out whine leaving him as he slurped them up.

You were desperate, wanting so badly to cum, but you wanted what he promised as well. “Y-yes! Fuck Woo, I want you to spoil me every night like this. Mommy wants to spoil you too.”

Pleased with your response his hands started up again, groaning as your pussy walls fluttered around his fingers. He pushed in a third, eager to make a mess of you. “Right now is about you. So cum for me Mommy?” You felt him shift on the bed while pushing your hips up more and arching your back up.

With one push you connected your hips with his, his head falling back with the most sinful and delicious moan you perhaps ever heard. It had been so long since you’ve done this but that didn’t matter- Wooyoung’s cock throbbing inside you was a new high you didn’t think you could ever achieve without him.

Only when you came down from your high did he pull away, gently lowering you and giving you space. “That’s got to be my new favorite treat and now I get it anytime I want?” He turned you over so he could see your face, looking over  your body but mostly just gazing at your face while you were attempting to catch your breath. “You looked so fucked out-” He brought his fingers to his lips, making you watch as he licked them clean. “You want to go again? I can use my tongue, really get a taste for you.”

You shook your head, having something else in mind entirely. You reached up, grabbing him by the shirt and pulling him down and on top of you. You kissed him with every ounce of emotion you felt, rolling him under you and straddling his waist as your hands moved faster than your brain. “Want you. Want you inside of me- now Baby.”

At your plea he was pulling off his clothes with the same frenzy you were. He lifted his hips and roughly pushed his pants and boxers down, kicking them off while keeping his lips on yours. He was as desperate for you as you were him, clouding your judgment and thoughts as you reached between the two of you, gripping his cock and guiding it to your entrance.

Urged on you sat up, twisting your hips to feel him move and touch every inch of your insides. He gripped your hips to stop you, eyes glossed over and mouth hung open with soft pants and you wondered if your own expression mirrored his. “E-easy please, y-you feel so good…”

“So do you Baby boy…” You hummed out in an almost sultry manner, snapping your hips just to watch what it did to him and you weren’t disappointed.

“Fuck yes.” He pushed up into you, a bit sloppy at first, but a few more harsh thrusts and he found his rhythm. His hands ran up your sides to cup your breasts, softly pinching one peak before he pulled you forward so he could latch his mouth on one. You easily got lost in the pleasure, the change in angle hitting harder as you held his whimpering head to your chest. He chanted out your name, followed by Mommy as his thrusts and your own moans grew sloppy.

Wooyoung was vocal, and not in the grunts and groans but the whines and whimpers and hard pants. It went straight to your head and resonated with his cock inside you as you kept moving and twisting your hips that he tried to desperately still. “P-Please Mommy, I-I want to spoil you.”

“You are baby, you can buck those hips up. Make me bounce.”

As if it was an afterthought he rolled you two back over onto the towel, bed shaking from his thrusts as he lifted himself up, determined to watch you come undone on his cock. In fact he begged.

The second you were squeezing down on his cock with your release he pulled out, pressing himself into the towel and spilling his cum there. Your walls fluttered and pushed your own juices out, feeling empty without him inside.

Seconds turned into a minute before he collapsed on top of you, wrapping his arms around you and burying his face into your chest. “I can’t believe I just did that-”

“Woo-” You gently prompted, still attempting to capture your breath while your hands found home in his hair. “You have a promise to uphold now, every night you said. That’s what a boyfriend does right?”

His head shot up, emotion shining in his eyes as he gaped like a fish. “Really? You mean it?”

You frowned, processing what he meant when it dawned on you. He really roped your son into asking you to be his girlfriend again? Well, at least you didn’t have to worry about his approval.

“Mhmm.” You smiled sweetly at him, caught off guard when he showered you with kisses. “So what were you planning with my little boy now?”

He grinned, suddenly bashful. “Doesn’t matter, you already said yes.”

[bunnakit]

top 5 out of context ateez pics?

oh boy, i have a folder of ateez gif reacts on hand so i'm just gonna plop 5 of those bad boys here lmao (posting 6 for an even layout, i literally just made the yeosang one like 5 mins ago)

[tinyidle]

༻༻༻last day 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝗆𝗒!𝗆𝖺𝗒༺༺༺

Only Mine, My Darling - JWY

one day i just thought, mommy wooyoung sounds nice. he can cook, he said that whomever becomes his partner will practically do nothing; that's traditional mommy material, right? plus, the way he'd fu- anyway, enjoy my first ever wooyoung fic!

wc: 2.4k

WARNING: smut, implied fluff, kind of kinky ngl (semi tw: slight cnc mentions it's just hair pulling dw consent is key!!), fwb with a twist, teasing, bdsm, light biting (not much), toy usage, fellatio, overstimulation, doggystyle, begging, praise, protected sex (we love it), mommy!wooyoung, soulmate!wooyoung, kind of meandom!wooyoung it was hard ngel, fem reader, subby reader (she gets nicknamed 'darling' and 'precious' almost simultaneously), aftercare implication, fiction

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of all the partners you've ever had, none of them could compare to wooyoung. wooyoung is your best friend, your first friend, your first kiss, your first love, and your first time. you loved him and he loved you. you shared the same apartment, and frequently stayed in the same bed. you both even considered marrying one day, planning out your finances together and wedding rings. you were that down bad for each other.

what kept you two from actually calling yourselves an item, however, was your needs to date. you both loved dating other people: seeing new people and experiencing how others would be like for you two gave you a thrill. everybody knew that you were soulmates, even your partners and yourselves, but you couldn't give up the fun of dating just yet-- thus the weird yet sensical relationship you had going on with your best friend.

one thing was understood between you two: no sexual partners. 'romantic' partners, sure, but no shagging other people. not only was this for overall health reasons, but you guys knew that from the time you wrapped your arms around each other in more than a friendly way, you both knew that you had to have each other and only each other. sure, you had sex with other guys after and he with other girls, but it never felt as good as with each other. plus, wooyoung helped you understand your likes and dislikes, as well as kinks.

stepping into the apartment, you plopped yourself down on the couch, waiting patiently before you saw wooyoung come out the hallway. as he headed to the kitchen, you got up and kissed his cheek. "hello beautiful," you greeted as he hugged you before entering into the kitchen. his face turned bright red from your flirty greeting.

"hello to you too, my other half," he half-joked. after washing his hands and putting on plastic gloves and tying his apron, he started taking out ingredients for dinner. "how was your lunch date?"

thinking back to your previous event, you smiled. "it was amazing. he took me to this wonderful cafe place and he willingly paid for everything. he's funny and can listen very well."

wooyoung smiled as well while listening to you share your date details. he loved hearing about your dates because every time he'd ask it would be the same people you would get with. people who were similar, but not the same, as him. "did he ask to kiss?"

you shook your head, walking up to your friend before whispering in his ear teasingly, "he asked if im a virgin." the small groan that came out wooyoung's mouth signaled both jealousy and arousal. you loved riling him up, especially when you know how possessive he is of you when it came to your body and heart. after you got water form the fridge and went back to the couch, you began asking him questions. "how was your breakfast date, woo?"

the man, now seasoning the meat he was thoroughly preparing, sighed a happy sigh before he spoke. "she was beautiful. bright eyes, pretty lips, and she made me laugh a couple times."

as much as wooyoung liked hearing about the attributes of your dates, you also liked hearing about his. they always sounded like you, although you always got the better compliments. "did she kiss you? call you a nickname?" you further inquired as you opened your water bottle to drink.

chuckling lightly, wooyoung put the meat in a plastic bag and let it embrace the seasonings put onto it before turning to you with a small smirk. "she kissed my cheek and asked if she could call me daddy."

you almost choked on the water you were drinking, making sure to finish off what you had in your mouth before looking at wooyoung in shock. that's never happened before; the woman's freakier than you expected. "…and what did you say?"

his grin grew wider, "i said sure, but not to get too handsy, since i got someone at home." you let out a breath of relief. of course wooyoung wouldn't break the promise you two vowed to keep-- he was yours after all. "and what did you say to 'mr. virgin man'?" he sarcastically asked as he opened the bag to fully finish seasoning the meat he prepped.

putting your water bottle down as wooyoung discarded the soiled gloves and rewashed his hands, you went up to him and smirked yourself. "i told him that my best friend and current roommate took care of that for me, and that he was real good at dicking me down."

"you dirty girl," wooyoung playfully growled, pulling you towards him and smashing his lips onto yours. after a couple seconds of the passionate peck on the lips, he detached from you and whispered in your ear, "you know why i let that girl call me 'daddy', darling?" you nodded. "why?"

you smiled and looked at wooyoung straight in the eye. "because you're my mommy, and only i get to call you that," you giggled before gasping at the sudden grasp of your ass from your friend.

"that's right, precious," he said. "only you can call me mommy, and only i can touch you like this." wooyoung groped you all around, your body getting warm from his slightly calloused hands as he kissed your face and neck. when he lightly bit the space between your neck and collarbone, you let out an unexpected moan and threw your head back. "mmh, does my darling like mommy biting her?"

you nodded, already becoming too far gone to stand up properly. wooyoung noticed this and quickly lifted you up, carrying you to his room before laying you down with a kiss to the bite mark he left on you. "ill be back, okay darling? ill just put the rest of the food in the slow cooker."

"okay, mommy," you agreed. it probably took about thirty minutes, but it felt like hours to you. after five minutes of waiting, you decided to treat your lover and stripped bare for him, neatly folding up the clothes like he taught you. by minute ten you had on the fluffy 'mommy's precious darling' collar on your neck he bought as a present for you being a good girl for him, leaving the matching socks and toys you next to you on the bed. by minute fifteen you made sure to wipe up all the makeup you had on your face prior and sported a cherry lipgloss, knowing he liked you this way and that things might get messy if you had too much makeup on. twenty minutes have gone by and you were now on your hands and knees, patiently wiggling your ass to the door for your mommy to see.

by the time thirty minutes have come and gone, wooyoung went back to the room to see you. your face was turned to see him, but your head was resting on the pillow to the headboard. your knees propped your bottom up so that he could see how much his kisses and touches affected your cunt. just one bite and he had you wrapped his finger; all because you wanted to get wrapped around his cock.

smirking, the man slowly took off every garment of clothing he had on, cooing towards you as he did so. "my sweet, sweet darling," he doted, earning a mewl from you. "making sure to prepare herself for me. and to have this beautiful ass on display for me, even though you and i both know you want nothing more than for me to fuck your mouth. isn't that right, precious?"

you only mewled louder. "i want to suck your cock, mommy. can i please suck your cock?" the man chuckled at your begging and got on the bed, crawling to where you left a vibrator next to your side. one of his favorites. he took the pink-and-white toy and teasingly rubbed it around your slit, causing you to whimper before moaning at the feeling of it going in your needy center. wooyoung let you adjust to vibrator before grabbing the remote and turning it to level 3. you gasped before whining out. "ahh, fuck mommy. pleaseee," you pleaded as your lover kneaded your hip through the instant pleasure.

he knew how to play with you, and even though you acted extra good today, he wanted you to get the maximum amount of pleasure he could give. helping you lay forward on your stomach, wooyoung moved to your face and held his erect length to your awaiting lips. "you can suck now."

quietly cheering, you took him in your hands and sunk him into your mouth, humming around it from how it felt. the man moaned deeply, watching how enticed you were in taking him. you bobbed your head in a moderate pace, loving how the toy buzzed inside of you. coming up for air, you stroked him as his hand reached down to hold your cheek before tapping it.

"did mommy tell you to stop?" he asked, and your eyes widened as you realized that you might have disobeyed somehow. but it was just your mommy playing with you as he turned the level up on the vibrator from 3 to 4. your eyes fell to the back of your head as you felt yourself cumming on the spot, untouched. wooyoung tsked at the sight. "my precious darling didn't even ask for permission," he sighed as you were coming down from your high.

it took you a while before you found yourself nearly shrieking from the level being turned from 4 to 6. "mommy~" you whined, overstimulation stimulating your every nerves.

"can you make me cum, darling?" wooyoung asked you rather softly, a huge contrast to what he was putting you through. when he saw how you didn't answer and were whining from the slight pain of the vibrator inside, he reminded you, "all you have to do is say one word and it'll all be over." you both knew that with kinks comes proper consent, and even in some situations like this, you had to be safe enough to remember the safe word, which was 'peaches'.

but you wanted this-- you wanted to be ruined before he could even physically ruin you. "i can make you cum, mommy."

wooyoung smiled, knowing that he not only had the best lover in the world, but the best sub in the world. holding you securely by the hair to make sure your head didn't fall backwards, he slowly thrusted in and out your mouth, making sure that it was at a pace you looked comfortable with. overtime he moved faster, with you humming around him again. when you did a particularly harsh suck, wooyoung cursed before letting go into your mouth. you greedily took all you could while clenching onto the now dying toy.

"shit," he exclaimed, taking some time to breathe before helping you pull out the vibrator from your soaking, reddened core and turning it off. "you really know how to suck the soul out of me." you tiredly laughed as he fell on his back onto the mattress. you got up on all fours, looking at how sound and handsome you friend was.

you stayed in that position until deciding to ask whether or not you could go for another round. "please," you begged as you crawled up on top of him. "more."

wooyoung rested his hand on your cheek as you leaned in and nuzzled his neck while his eyes were closed from the dull bliss of his orgasm. "do you really need more, precious?" your answer was a gentle bite to the same spot on his neck that you rested your nose on. "oh," he lightly exclaimed, a bit taken aback by your subtle action. "you want mommy to be rough with you?"

you nodded, hugging him tightly. "i want mommy to make me feel like his," you expressed. with a smile on his face that you could tell was there, wooyoung brought himself up to get a condom by his nightstand and put in on. once he did, he went behind you and held your hips in place.

his hand took his re-erected self and rubbed it on your clenching core as you shuddered with anticipation. "now, mommy's going to make his darling feel good, okay?" you whispered a 'yes mommy', to which he hummed and slowly pushed himself inside you.

each inch deeper set you spiraling in your brain with esch thrust. you needed your mommy to give you your taste of heaven, and you were now getting it. it wasnt long before he began moving, soon picking up his speed as he quickly pushed himself all the way inside. you squealed as he held you still, hips flush to his pelvis, before going at a brutal pace.

you gave out a small cry every time wooyoung pounded you, making his fingers squeeze tight on your hips as he grunted from you squeezing him back. soon you were pushing against him, loving the harsh contact. in fact, your movements became almost uncontrollable, not wanting him to leave you without finishing this intense experience. "im going to cum again," you muttered. "can i please cum on your cock, mommy?"

wooyoung responded by slamming himself hard into you once again. he grabbed your hair, taking you by surprise as you winced at the tugging. however, wooyoung kept fucking you steadily, one hand on your hair as the other held your hip to where you and he connected. "is this okay, darling?"

you moaned out a 'yes mommy' at him as the small sting felt extremely pleasurable. you felt your orgasm coming in waves, and you needed it badly. "im gonna cum," you warned again. wooyoung only fucked you harder, your arms now flat on the bed while he lay on top of you, fucking you a bit slower but much deeper. you could feel him everywhere. "fuck, mommy, it feels too good. please let me cum. let your precious darling cum."

you subconsciously squeezed yourself tighter on wooyoung, causing the man to whimper. "fuck, precious. you can cum." as you did, your lover stuttered in his actions, only pressing himself against your ass one last time to release all that was in him into the condom.

slowly, wooyoung turned both you and he to your sides and pulled himself out of you. considering that he was semi-hard, the emptiness that you felt was chilling as you shuddered. "sorry," he apologized, kissing your shoulder as he rubbed your side, his chest pressed against your back. "i think if we take a shower than this will go away," wooyoung proposed, motioning to his length. "what do you say?"

you let out a satisfactory grin, slightly turning to him and replying, "only if we have a round two in the shower."

[firesideme]

Let Me Take Care of You

Word count: 3425

Summary: Hongjoong comes home exhausted after work so you offer to take care of him. Use of babyboy/mommy.

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, mild sub/dom dynamic, swearing (let me know if I missed any)

A/N: Inspired by this Wooyoung and Hongjoong VLive. Holy shit Hongjoong giggling when Wooyoung touches his faces took years off my life. This fic is so filthy and so soft at the same time I was really in my feelings guys.

You’re coming over later, right? 

HJ: Pick a movie for me? I’ll probably be too tired to think…

Okay but don’t complain if I pick something you don’t like. You want snacks?

HJ: Sorry I have to go I think Wooyoung’s ready for me. Love youuuu

You sigh and throw your phone on the couch, wishing Hongjoong could be with you already. You’re worried for him, having agreed to be a guest on Wooyoung’s solo live stream even after a full day in the studio. He would probably fall asleep ten minutes into the movie, but as long as he was in your arms, you would be satisfied. Well, perhaps not fully satisfied. You’re struck with how much you miss him, though you saw each other only the night before. He was tired then, too. All you want to do is take him away from all the stress and the work and selfishly have him to yourself, even for a little while.

To satisfy your withdrawal, you retrieve your phone and tune into the live stream, catching the end of the conversation.

“What’s with the cute clothes today?”

“I wanted to have a flower theme,” Hongjoong says, pulling at his hoodie. It’s a light gray printed with little yellow flowers in the shape of a peace sign. Like he said, he’s chosen a beanie that matches the theme. The back material looks soft and warm, the burst of color from the print of a pansy drawing your eyes to the color of his hair, a faded orange that you love, but he has already planned a hair appointment to fix. 

You notice that he’s wearing a mask at the same moment that Wooyoung comments on it. “Why do you have that on?”

“Ah, I’m not wearing any makeup today.” His eyes turn to half-moons, showing you that he is smiling underneath it. 

“C’mon, you’re not wearing makeup?” Wooyoung rubs the pad of his thumb under Hongjoong’s eye as if to wipe away concealer. “You’re this handsome not wearing makeup?”

You gain a new respect for Wooyoung, having voiced exactly what you would have said if you were there. He rubs gently under both of Hongjoong’s eyes, making him squeeze them shut, holding Wooyoung’s arms as if to hold him back without any real intent to do so. When Hongjoong giggles, you feel your heart explode in your chest and that feeling of gratitude for Wooyoung turns to envy. How dare Wooyoung make Hongjoong laugh like that for thousands of people to see? And how dare Hongjoong for being so cute when you can’t do anything about it? Your chest is so full of love and jealousy that you throw your phone again, unable to take the torture. It’s going to be a long wait.

You spring up at the sound of your bell, your heart already racing. Hongjoong almost falls through the door into your arms and you grunt at the sudden weight. 

He groans into your neck. “So tired.”

“I know, baby. Have you eaten?”

“Mhm.” Hongjoong summons the strength to stand by himself, giving you a peck on the lips in greeting. When you part, he looks you up and down with a lopsided smile. “You look cute today.”

“Me?” You do the same, taking in how soft he looks in that oversized hoodie and how warm he feels pressed against you. You kiss him again, more than a peck this time. “You’re adorable. Do you still want to watch a movie?”

“Yeah. If I fall asleep, wake me up, okay?”

You agree, but you would never. 

With a mindless movie playing in the background and comfort food in bowls on the coffee table, you settle into the couch. Hongjoong cocks his head, wondering why you aren’t in your usual position (his lap), as you beckon him forward with your arms outstretched. “C’mere, baby.”

His brow furrows, lips pouting. “I could cry.”

You chuckle, dragging him to you by the sleeve. With your back against the armrest, Hongjoong lies with his back against your chest, your arms around his middle. It makes a moment of shifting around, but you eventually both find a comfortable position. Since it’s at the perfect height, you place a kiss on the top of his head. “You just get comfy, okay?”

“Love you.”

“Mhm. Love you too.”

You settle into watching the movie, but it becomes clear pretty early on that you’re not in the mood, more interested in appreciating Hongjoong’s soft laugh when something funny happens, how he shifts his position in your lap, how his scent fills your nose like perfume. Every so often, the urge to kiss him wins you over and you press your lips against his neck, making him chuckle or sigh gently each time. You want to do more, but since you know that Hongjoong is probably too tired, you rein in your affection like the understanding and stalwart partner that you are. 

Hongjoong suddenly slides his hands over your arms, coming to lace his fingers between yours. His touch makes you shiver, but you don’t think he notices. Nor does he notice how you sigh as he adjusts his position again, the pleasure caused by the friction on your crotch making you realize that you’re a little more worked up than you thought. 

You tighten your arms around him and lower your head to his shoulder. “Love you, Joongie,” you mumble before placing a kiss against the skin. “I really do.”

He exhales softly. “What’s gotten into you today?”

“You just look really cute.” You pepper kisses up his neck and onto his cheek, making him laugh again. “So cute. I just want you all to myself.”

He takes one of your hands and touches his lips to the back of it. “You already have me.”

“I saw some of your live stream. I was jealous of Wooyoung.”

“Wooyoung?”

“Mm. Making you laugh, telling you you’re handsome- who does he think he is?”

You’ve lost your focus somewhat, the taste of Hongjoong’s skin is too sweet, the soft noises he makes in response too addicting. 

“Is it wrong that I don’t want others to see you like that?” You move to the other side of his neck and drag your lips up to just below his ear. 

“You’re cute when you’re jealous,” Hongjoong says. “Besides, you’re the only one who gets to have me.”

“Everyone else just has to suffer knowing they can’t have you like this.” You put a finger on his chin and pull him to face you. Your tongues slide together easily. Something about the position you’re in with Hongjoong caged beneath your arms as you hold his head in place, makes you throb with want. You pull away from him and sigh at the sight of his reddening lips and his half-lidded eyes. You almost whine as you say his name. “Joongie…”

“Fuck the movie,” he says, moving to stand and presumably take you to your bedroom.

You tighten your arms. “Let me take care of you tonight.”

He turns his head to meet your eyes, one eyebrow raised. 

“Can I?” You slide a hand under his hoodie, dragging your nails against his torso and feeling the shiver in his body. “I want to make you feel good, baby boy.”

He inhales sharply at the pet name. You’ve never used it before, nor have you taken more of a dominant role during sex, but tonight, it just feels right. “Baby boy?”

“Do you want me to call you that?”

Hongjoong is quiet for a moment, but then he sinks against your chest, the back of his head on your shoulder. “Yeah.”

You smile as you kiss him, heart exploding with excitement and affection. You’re so wet already, every sound Hongjoong makes, every movement of his body in response to yours only makes it worse. But your pleasure can wait. Tonight, you want it to be all about him. 

“Tell me what you want me to do, baby boy.”

“Can you…” He stops himself.

“Tell me, baby.”

“Can you… touch my chest?”

You hum in affirmation, trying to ignore how your core throbs at his sheepish confession, and bring both hands under his hoodie. His skin is so hot as you smooth your palms over his torso, feeling the muscle he’s been working hard on lately. His chest too is more defined than you remember, or perhaps you just haven’t paid as close attention to it as this. Hongjoong lets out a shaky breath as your hands cup each peck.

“Like this?”

“Mm…”

You rub your thumbs over his nipples and his body trembles. As you continue, Hongjoong’s breathing becomes slow and measured as if trying to hold himself back. “Not like this?”

He throws his arm over his eyes. “This is so embarrassing…”

“Why are you embarrassed?” you ask, nipping gently at his neck. 

“Ah! Be-because…”

“Baby boy…” Your fingers pinch and drag over his nipples in just the same way you like it. “Tell me.”

“I never give over control like this,” he huffs. “I’m not… like this…”

“If you want to stop…”

Again, Hongjoong takes a moment to answer. “No, I want it.” His voice is almost desperate, the pleading tone intensifying the desire already building within you. “Please, make me feel good.”

“You know I’d do anything for you, baby boy.” You kiss the promise into his skin and his lips until you're both breathless. “Anything. Tell me what you want and I’ll do it.”

He takes your hand and presses it against the hardness of his crotch. “Here. Make me cum.”

You palm him above his clothes just to enjoy the way he squirms and whines with impatience. You’ve touched him like this on your knees before, your back, straddling his waist, but with Hongjoong at your mercy now, slumped against you like you’re the only thing keeping him upright, it adds a whole new element to how it feels. 

You unzip his pants, deciding you’ve teased him enough, and pull his cock out of his underwear. 

“Already wet for me,” you say, swiping your thumb over the tip. “Such a pretty cock. Just as cute as the rest of you.”

“It’s not cute,” Hongjoong complains weakly, his argument lessened by how his hips jerk forward at your touch. 

“Today, everything about you is cute.”

Hongjoong grumbles in response.

“Open your mouth, baby.”

It seems like he’s finally given himself over to you because he accepts your fingers past his lips without hesitation. 

“Good boy.” Your own breathing is heavy and you moan at how his tongue swirls around your fingers. “Such a good boy for me.”

You remove them, a line of saliva connecting you. With a feather-light grip, you wrap your hand around his cock. 

“Are you a good boy, Joongie?”

Hongjoong whimpers, closing his eyes as his head falls back again onto your shoulder. “I’m good. I’m a good boy for you.”

You move your wet hand down his shaft, drawing out a long groan from him. 

“What else are you, baby?”

“Ah! Ahh…” He sucks air through his teeth at your painfully slow pace. “I’m- I’m-”

“You’re so cute. Say it for me.”

He makes a strangled noise as you increase your pace. “I’m cute! I’m so cute.”

“And?” you say, wondering how far he’ll go.

“And… And I have a cute cock. Everything about me is cute- please-” His hands grip your forearm. “Please make me cum. Please. Don’t I deserve it? I’ve been good for you.”

“Of course, baby boy. You deserve everything.” You wrap both hands around his shaft, now slick with precum and saliva and colored pink from the friction and heat. He releases another strangled groan that makes you ache with want. With the hoodie riding up on his chest, you can see how the muscles in his torso tense and relax every time his hips twitch. “Is this how you want it?”

“Your mouth- can I cum in your mouth?”

You slide out from under him and fall to your knees between his legs, wasting no time taking him as far down your throat as you can. 

“Fu-fuck! God… Feels so good. So fucking good.”

You press your own legs together at the sight of him. His skin is flushed from the tips of his ears to his torso, even his chest is still slightly red from your touch while his mouth hangs open, lips puffy and wet. He sinks his hands into your hair but doesn’t pull, letting you set the pace. You can feel how close he is from how he throbs in your mouth. Digging the nails of one hand into his thigh, you take hold of the rest of his length that won’t fit inside, matching your strokes to the movement of your head. 

“Gonna cum, baby. I’m so close.”

You hum around his length and raise your eyes to watch him. 

His expression softens as he meets your gaze. “So pretty. Only you can make me feel this good.” His whole body shudders as he releases into your mouth, curling forward. “Fuck. I love you. I love you-”

His words are snatched from him by a sharp intake of breath as your mouth pops off his length. He watches in obvious awe as you swallow everything he gave you and swipe your thumb across your lips to clean up the mess. 

You shuffle forward, smiling, and put your arms around his middle. “Did I make you feel good, baby boy?”

He nods, too out of breath to use words. You let him pull you onto his lap and sink into his desperate kiss.

“I want to make you cum too,” he says finally. 

You shake your head. “You’re too tired, baby. You can barely keep your eyes open.”

“Didn’t you say tonight is all for me?”

You smile at him, placing your arms around his neck. “I did.”

“Then I want to make you cum.”

A thrill shoots through your body. Even though his words are decisive, his demeanor is desperate and earnest; you are still in control. 

“How do you want to make me cum?”

“Sit on my face.” He holds your waist tightly. “I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to taste you.”

“God, Joongie, you’re going to kill me.” You push him back onto the couch and straddle his waist, unable to resist rocking your hips against his crotch. “I’m so lucky.”

Hongjoong hisses through his teeth, still sensitive from his own orgasm. “Baby, your clothes, could you take them off? I want to see you.”

You smile and hop off of him, making short work of your outfit. He watches all the while, taking your hand to help you straddle him again when you’re done. 

“So beautiful…” His hands travel up from your hips to your chest, leaving goosebumps in their wake. You sigh as he plays with your nipples, trying to contain just how desperate you are for him to make you cum. “All mine.”

“All yours, baby boy,” you tell him, lowering to your elbows to kiss him softly. “Are you ready?”

“Mhm.”

You straighten your back and shuffle forward. Hongjoong’s eyes leave yours. Normally you wouldn’t feel self-conscious, but the way he stares at your pussy with his mouth half-open, chest heaving, has you blushing. “You’re so wet already. Did you hold yourself back for me?”

You let out an embarrassingly loud moan as his lips suck against your clit, your body arching forward until you have to brace yourself on the armrest. “Hongjoong… God-”

His skills are as sharp as ever, even with this new dynamic you’re trying, and he’s moaning along with you as if he’s feeling good just by doing this to you. The lewd noises made by his wet lips and tongue moving against your clit only turn you on further and it isn’t long before you’re trembling against him.

“Joongie. Joongie… God, I love you. You’re doing so good for me. Such a good boy.” The words pour out of you as the pleasure he’s giving you makes you unable to think before you speak. Hongjoong whines beneath you, the vibration tipping you over the edge. “Baby boy. Oh, Joongie, feels so good. So fucking good for me.”

Waves of pleasure shake your body and you can’t help but grind yourself against his mouth to ride out the last throws. Hongjoong’s tongue works tirelessly, dragging it across your cunt as if to gather up all of your wetness. But eventually, it becomes too much and you have to pull yourself away. Hongjoong groans in annoyance but you quickly silence him with a kiss. It feels filthy and intimate all at once, his mouth and chin sticky with your wetness that you lick away with your own tongue. Even though you’ve just had an orgasm, your head hasn’t cleared at all. You just want more and more of him and you’re not sure it could ever be enough.

“Mommy-” The word makes you both freeze. You look down at him where he’s looking at you with searching eyes. “Can I call you that?”

You wonder how you haven’t died yet. “Joongie…”

He must see the unambiguous yes in your expression because he soon says, “Mommy, I’m hard again. I want to fuck you. Please.”

You can’t form a response. You feel feral. With clumsy hands, you pull his hoodie over his head and his pants and underwear over his legs. Without preamble, you take hold of his cock, wet and hot in your hand, and guide it inside you. 

The sound you make is filthy. You’re still so sensitive from your orgasm that the drag of Hongjoong’s cock inside you is heightened to dizzying levels. 

“Ah!” Hongjoong’s head falls back as he bottoms out. “Does it feel good? You’re so tight, mommy.”

“You’re perfect.” You drag your hips against him slowly so that his cock brushes against something inside you that makes you mewl. “All mine.”

You fall forward, leaning on your elbows on either side of his head. As your chest brushes against his, you both shiver. “Fuck me, mommy, please.”

You raise your hips and sink back down in one quick motion. Hongjoong groans, his mouth falling open even further, eyes rolling back in his head. 

“Feel good, baby?”

You repeat the movement, the sounds of your skin slapping together and the obscene wet sucking noises filling the room. 

“So good. I can’t-”

“You gonna cum again for me so quickly? Such a good boy.”

You squeeze around his length, giving him no mercy as you bounce on top of him. Hongjoong has tears in his eyes, sweat making his skin shine. 

“Come inside me, baby boy. You wanna give it to me?”

“Please. I wanna cum inside.” 

“Cum for me, baby. I love you.”

Tears of pleasure roll over his cheeks as he squeezes his eyes shut. He meets your continuing thrusts as he empties inside you, making you bite your lip in an attempt to keep yourself under control. Normally, it would be him fucking into you until you can do nothing but moan and cry, until your bucking into his touch without realizing. It’s driving you crazy to see him under you like this, so under your control, so trusting. So ruined by you. 

His cock twitches inside you and you can feel his cum starting to leak onto your thighs. One arm is thrown over his eyes while he tries to regain his breath. 

“You okay, baby?”

He peeks at you from under his arm. “So okay.”

“Good. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

He makes a half-hearted attempt to keep you close, but he’s weak as a kitten. You head to the bathroom to quickly take care of yourself and return dressed in PJs with a damp towel. Hongjoong hums in contentment as you dab away the mess you’ve made of his body, helping to dress him back in his hoodie and sweatpants. When you finish by combing your fingers through his hair, he’s almost purring.

Hongjoong pulls you against his chest and you relish the warm feeling of him pressed against you.

“Did you like it?” you ask him.

“It was perfect. You’re so good to me.”

“Really?”

“Really.” It’s you humming in contentment now as he plays with your hair. “But don’t think just because I liked it that I’m going to be all submissive and cute all the time.”

“Just sometimes?” 

“Yeah, sometimes sounds perfect.”

[burymewithsmut]

I FOUND ANOTHER WOOYOUNG MOMMY KINK FIC I AM BLESSED

closer | j.w.y

pairing: foxhybrid!Wooyoung x f!reader ( ft. husband!Hongjoong)

♡₊˚ inspired by one of my fave fics by @kitten4sannie ( Spilled Milk is an all time favourite of mine, hybrid!woo is so hard not to write about)

summary: It was supposed to be just for a while but even then, when your next-door neighbor had asked you and your husband to look after his fox hybrid, Wooyoung, you had found yourself being fond of his red fluffy fox ears and his playfulness. But when your neighbor got a better job opportunity abroad, you and your husband weren’t able to say no to letting the lovable and loyal hybrid into your home and your lives. The thing is, this fox hybrid was particularly fond of his new owners wife. He couldn’t help it.

wc: 10.5k (kinda proofread but too many words brain hort, sorry for errors :< )

cw: hybrid AU, smut, foxhybrid!wooyoung, afab and wife!reader, pregnancy, mommy kink, dubcon-ish ( consent is very important guys), lactation kink, cream pie ( wrap it before you tap it please), husband!Hongjoong, breeding kink, somnophillia, subby!Woo, pregnancy hormones, Woo goes into rut, handjob, fingering, cunnilingus, oral, dom!hongjoong ( cause yes)

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

a/n: hello so it’s been awhile! This is definitely not one of my best works but I had brainrot...l I'm not yet fully back but will slowly post from time to time. I know this is a random post that's not related to trainings wheels or swm but ahh I just really wanted to write this. I hope you guys will enjoy this as it was something I wanted to write to take a break from sway with me. This took me 3 months since I was so busy. sorry for being ia guys! I'm still here I swear!

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It was supposed to be temporary.

It was supposed to be just for a while but even then, when your next-door neighbor had asked you and your husband to look after his fox hybrid, Wooyoung, you had found yourself being fond of his red fluffy fox ears and his playfulness. You were okay with having Wooyoung around for a month and having him stay with you for when his owner was away for business trips. But then when your neighbor had gotten a better job opportunity abroad and had asked you and Hongjoong to take in his loyal friend and hybrid, you had found yourself reluctant but it was so hard to say no when Wooyoung himself had said that he’d want to be with you and your husband.

Eventually, Wooyoung was fully moved in and slowly became a part of your and Hongjoong’s lives, forming a little unit.

At-home movie nights with your husband now included the energetic and affectionate hybrid, walks in the park too, and even though he had his own room, he would sometimes sneak into the master bedroom to lie next to you, sandwiching you between him and Hongjoong. In fact, it was your husband who was more than happy to take in Wooyoung so that you wouldn’t be alone when he’s at work and that you’d have a companion for when you go out.

“I swear, I think he likes you more than me.” Hongjoong chuckled as he was fixing his tie.

“I’m sure he loves us both equally, Joong.” You told him, still on the bed and watching him get ready to go to work.

“I’d beg to differ, darling. He’s more clingy with you.” Hongjoong met your eyes through the mirror. “More touchy too.”

“He’s very affectionate and he loves getting scratched behind his cute ears.”

You still didn’t believe that Wooyoung had favorites.

Throwing off the covers and getting up, you began to make the bed, unaware of your husband’s wandering eyes drinking in your form in your silk lingerie sleepwear. The camisole top and short shorts were a new set he hasn’t seen before til last night when you got into bed after he had fucked you into the mattress, a cute moaning mess beneath him.

“But you’re less lonely with him around right?” He asked, continuing to ogle his darling wife.

“I guess I am…”

“And I’m a little jealous he gets to spend all day with you.” Hongjoong walked over to you, standing behind you as you were slightly bent over readjusting the comforter and pillows. He gripped your hips and pulled your ass against his groin so suddenly. “Maybe he’s so affectionate with you because he likes you?”

“Joong!” You squeaked at the sudden tug at your hips, your body growing warm the moment he pressed you against him. “Y-you’re being silly!”

“Am I?” He smirked, enjoying your fluster and meek movements to stop him from getting handsy. “He’s a male fox hybrid, darling. He doesn’t even have other female hybrid friends and even when he sees one, he’s disinterested. I think…,” he wrapped his arm around your waist pressing your back against his body while his other hand groped the flesh of your ass. “Our Wooyoungie has a crush on mommy.”

Your face flushed at the way his voice dipped when he said that.

“J-joong you need to go to work,” you stifled a moan when he grabbed your breast and gave it a teasing squeeze. “D-don’t want you to be late.”

“Mhm…” he hummed against your ear, unable to keep his hands off of you, a hand snaking its way into your shorts, happy to find that you weren’t wearing any panties. “I think I can make my wife cum once before I leave without getting late.”

Hongjoong’s desire to touch you this early in the morning only grew the moment his fingers dipped between your slit to find that you were already wet and ready for him. Oh, how he loved the way your body reacted to him.

“Plus, the more we do it. The higher the chances of us having a baby, right?” He began to kiss and suck at that sensitive spot on your neck, your hips grinding down into his hand on their own.

Wooyoung had fallen asleep on the couch last night and had woken up wrapped in his favorite blanket that you had gotten him when you and Hongjoong decided to take him into your shared home and lives. He rubbed his eyes as he saw Hongjoong walk out of the hall, slipping on his blazer with his briefcase in one hand.

“Morning, Woo.” Hongjoong smiled at him, the nickname making his fox ears perk up. “Behave while I’m at work, okay?”

Wooyoung with sleep in his eyes, nodded.

“As usual, take care of Y/N too. Don’t give her too much trouble.”

He nodded again, watching the man grab the keys to his car and check himself in the mirror by the apartment door.

Wooyoung’s nose twitched as he came to his senses, noticing that your scent was all over Hongjoong this morning. His ears dropped as he knew what that meant…he wasn’t dumb. Was it silly that he had a crush on you? Did Hongjoong know he did?

Before Hongjoong left, he gave Wooyoung a gentle pat on the head and said, “I’ll be home later.”

Back then he didn’t like it when you and Hongjoong were apart. It had felt like the newfound connection he had with the two of you was incomplete but now he didn’t mind it at all, especially since he spent more time with you and had a preference for you. His hybrid instincts saw Hongjoong as the disciplinary figure and a provider for you and him while you were the figure of nurture and love. You were the one he could cuddle and snuggle to, the one whom he could get physical affection from. He wasn’t sure when his crush on you started but he believed it was when his former owner left him under your and Hongjoong’s care for the first time.

Getting up, he padded his way to the master bedroom, your scent becoming stronger and stronger as he neared.

He peeked his head by the open door, not wanting to disturb you if you were doing anything like your morning skincare routine or getting dressed. His fox ears dropped a little as he saw that the bed was unmade and you were lying down, under the comforter, asleep.

Were you not feeling well?

Wooyoung quietly moved closer and carefully knelt on the bed, his knee dipping into the mattress. He glanced at your peacefully sleeping face, making sure he hadn’t disturbed you before continuing to crawl next to you, wanting to be close.

Gently taking your hand that was on your stomach, he laid his head there and placed it on his head, near his fox ears, letting you know somehow that he was with you.

“Mhm…” the soft hum came from you and Wooyoung's ears twitched excitedly at the sound. When he felt your fingers brush against his ears, a shiver went down his spine and he couldn’t stop the way his head rubbed on your tummy. “Good morning, Woo.” You greeted him sleepily, feeling his soft furry ears and beginning to languidly play with his hair and scratch that spot behind his ear that made his bushy and fluffy red tail wag uncontrollably.

“Morning…” Wooyoung softly smiled to himself, enjoying your touch and your warmth. He could smell Hongjoong’s scent off of you…the mixed scent of you and him that he’d get a whiff of when he woke up in the middle of the night and heard muffled moans and the rhythmic slapping of skin against skin.

Wooyoung wanted to scent you too…

“Thank you for the blanket.” Wooyoung purred, enjoying the way you caressed and touched him.

If he asked would you let him?

“Didn’t want to wake you. You were sleeping so peacefully but I didn’t want you to get cold.” You chuckled. “You didn’t feel cold?”

Wooyoung shook his head.

“That’s good.”

A beat of silence passed and Wooyoung couldn’t help but say…

“I can smell Hongjoong all over you…are you still trying for a baby?”

His question made heat bloom in your cheeks and your eyes fluttered open, seeing the top of Wooyoung’s bright red hair and his pretty pointed fox ears.

“Y-yeah…we’re still trying…. it's been three months since…I haven’t taken a pregnancy test yet though.”

Wooyoung could tell you were anxious. “But you’re starting to smell different lately…still you but more sweet. Like candy!” His ears perked up and you couldn’t help but giggle at how adorable the handsome hybrid was. “Maybe there’s a baby already.”

“Well, I’ll just have to muster the courage to take a test soon.”

Wooyoung nodded.

The two of you cuddled and basked in the slow morning of that day. The fox hybrid was burrowing feelings of envy that Hongjoong was going to have a baby with you…his sense of smell doesn’t lie. If a baby came into the picture, what of him then? Usually, most hybrids are given up because a baby has entered their owners' lives…will you give him up too?

Wooyoung tried to ignore those feelings of abandonment, telling himself that you would never let him go, and went about the day as usual. He accompanied you to the grocery store and helped around in the kitchen, you’d lightly smack his hand when he would try to steal the chocolate chips you were putting in the cookie batter.

A week passed and the particular day where you and Hongjoong were both out and he was left alone in the apartment, was the day that you had found out that you were pregnant. The two of you returned and happily shared the news with him, and Wooyoung was genuinely happy for both of you as well as a little scared for what the future holds.

One sunset evening, you were snuggled into Hongjoong’s side watching a movie while Wooyoung had his head on your lap. The movie wasn’t anything serious, it was light-hearted and romantic. Wooyoung didn’t really pay attention because he was enjoying the way you were playing with his hair and caressing his fox ears.

“Oh, Woo, I forgot to ask…Seonghwa reminded me to ask you if you have a mate? Apparently, you’ll be going into a rut soon.” Hongjoong spoke nonchalantly.

Wooyoung’s cheeks grew hot at the question. “N-no I don’t have a mate…”

“And your rut?”

He snuggled closer to you. “…it’s soon.”

“We never got to take care of him when he goes through that…” you had softly said to Hongjoong, not having had the experience of dealing with Wooyoung’s rut ever because he was with his former owner then. “He has socialized with other hybrids though…all his friends are male hybrids…Wooyoung was there a hybrid you fancy?”

Wooyoung didn’t know where his bratty attitude arose from but it showed.

“Don’t want a mate.” He huffed, pouting and throwing a little fit.

“But what then when you go into a rut?” Hongjoong made his voice a little firmer, not liking the hybrid’s reaction when he was speaking of something serious.

“I’ll handle it on my own,” he huffed, brows knitted and glaring at Hongjoong through his lashes. “I. Don’t. Want. A. Mate.”

“J-joong,” your voice came like a saving grace. “Let’s not force, Woo, if he’s not okay with it.” You said, soothing Wooyoung with scratches behind his ears making his frustration simmer down immediately. “If he says he can handle it let’s trust him, okay?”

Hongjoong looked at you, unsure and hesitant. As much as he would like this recurring period for Wooyoung to be handled in the best possible way and less of a hassle for you and him, he was weak to your words.

Wooyoung waited with bated breath for Hongjoong’s response, his fear and anxiety slowly bubbling in his chest as the next solution to a hybrid without a mate, was a hotel-like establishment purely for hybrids in heat or a rut. He didn’t want to go there, he didn’t want to be away from home, from you.

“I guess we can observe him when he does go into a rut and make sure he goes through it safely.”

Wooyoung broke into a grin and nuzzled in his cheek on your tummy, the warmth of your body and sweet scent making him feel warm. He didn’t want a mate…he’d rather be close to you.

“How did you handle it before Woo?” You asked the handsome hybrid that was so clingy and affectionate today.

“Hmmm…I just let it pass. Lock myself in a room for two days or three.”

Wooyoung watched your eyes soften at his response, your gaze and pity making his tail wag a little.

“And it works?” Your lips were pouting as you continued to pet him.

Wooyoung nodded, eyes closing in bliss at your touch, his tail making a big swoop.

“Hey!” Hongjoong blurted out as the bushy red tail whacked him in the face.

Wooyoung’s ears flattened at Hongjoong’s tone but it lifted at the soothing sound of your careless and mirthful laughter.

“Awe, Joongie.” You cooed at your husband, reaching out to caress his cheek.

“My bad.” Wooyoung shrugged with a smile, looking at the two treasured people in his life, Hongjoong unable to break into a smile at the moment between the three of you.

“You two enjoy teasing me,” Hongjoong kissed your cheek and patted Wooyoung’s head.

“Oh, you love us.” You giggled, giving Wooyoung a kiss on the forehead after Hongjoong’s kiss.

As weeks passed since the confirmation and announcement of your pregnancy, you entered your second trimester, Wooyoung couldn’t help but notice how much sweeter your scent had become and when he watched you move around the house, his eyes would stare at the hint of a bump at your tummy.

Hongjoong on the other hand, had become more busy at work and being editor in chief for one of the top fashion magazines in the country, it ate up his time. The new summer line of many brands was to be released soon and while those brands begged for a feature on the magazine, Hongjoong would sigh in his office wishing he was with you instead. So, Wooyoung had to get used to the new system here in the household for when Hongjoong was away, it was his job to protect you and watch over you.

The summer heat had already begun to warm the atmosphere even more and Wooyoung could feel his senses sharpen. His watchful eyes grew even more alert as he looked after you while Hongjoong was away.

Every chore, movement, or even when you were just napping, he was there.

Today though, when you moved around in the kitchen with the tempting decadent smell of cookies baking in the oven wafting throughout the whole apartment, he noticed you wince a little bit as you just put the second batch of cookies in the oven.

Wooyoung’s ears perked up at the sight of you in mild discomfort and he leaned forward a bit in his seat on one of the stools by the kitchen island. He didn’t move yet not until he was sure you needed him.

“A-are you okay?” He asked.

You looked at him and smiled through your discomfort. “Just a little achy.”

“That’s not good right?” His brows furrowed.

“N-no, it’s expected. I’m in my second trimester, and my breasts are sore…my doctor said it’s because I’m going to start producing milk.”

Wooyoung blushed as his eyes fell upon your breasts hugged by the cute white summer dress you decided to wear today. Milk? From your...

“O-oh,” he looked away, feeling heat pool at his belly at the curve and plumpness of your chest that had actually gotten a bit fuller in size. “It hurts?”

“Just a little, but it’s nothing to worry about, Woo.”

The fox hybrid let it slide but still kept an eye on you.

As the day progressed, he felt clingier and more protective. The need to be with you was stronger than ever and the other feeling…the other feeling that was telling him to lock himself in his room was creeping up on him too.

It was only Monday…he had hoped that when he had to isolate it’d be during the weekend when Hongjoong was around. He needed to be around you even more so since you were carrying a baby…he needed to be around you because you’re smelling sweeter and sweeter each day since the start of your pregnancy. Sweeter than all the treats you baked out of the blue.

That evening, as you got ready for bed after Hongjoong had called and said that he’d be home really late so he didn’t want you to stay up and wait for him, Wooyoung was debating if it was safe for him to be around you.

You offered that he’d sleep with you on the bed but he said he wanted to watch something on the TV so he’d fall asleep on the sofa tonight. You only gave him a smile and a quick kiss goodnight on the forehead before heading to the master bedroom.

Wooyoung didn’t wrap himself in his favorite blanket. His skin was warmer than usual as his eyes were staring at the little light that leaked from the bottom of the master bedroom door. The sounds from the TV were background noise as he focused on hearing above it, just in case you needed him.

A little wince from you had him on his feet. Then a soft whimper had him quietly stepping towards the room. Were you in pain? The door was left slightly ajar. You always kept it this way when it was just you and him so that he wouldn’t feel like he was intruding if he wanted to be near you.

He peered through the little gap in the door with one eye, blinking and trying to find your presence in the room curiously.

You softly cursed to yourself, and sat up on the bed, the wet patches on your pajama camisole sticking uncomfortably to your skin. “W-what do I do…” you had murmured to yourself as you stared down at your breasts that had been aching and swollen lately.

Wooyoung’s eyes closed as a new scent reached his nose. It was like milk…but sweeter. He felt his mouth salivate at the smell before his eyes opened to look for the source, gulping when he found it.

With the duvet up to your lap, you were sat on the bed with a towel dabbing at the silk camisole that had dampened patches…the fabric sticking to the swell and curves of your breasts, and your nipples poking through.

“This…it’s too early…,” you mumbled as you wondered if massaging your breasts would help with the ache. Your doctor mentioned that breast milk leaking was normal and that as long as there was no blood, it was all good but…the wet sticky mess it left was a handful.

You cupped your right breast and gently massaged it, sighing as it relieved some of the pain. Wooyoung gulped when he saw this, heat going straight down to his cock that slowly stiffened the more he smelled that rich sweet scent and watched you massage your breasts.

He kept his silence, his tail swaying side to side slowly as he watched you change into a new set of pajamas then laid down in bed again to try to sleep. You switched off the lamp on your nightstand and Wooyoung couldn’t help but slip inside the room.

He just wanted to get closer to your sweet scent and cuddle. Cuddle and snuggle like he does when Hongjoong comes home late or when he’s away on a business trip.

Wooyoung took Hongjoong’s empty spot on the bed, gazing at you as you slept. Your new pink camisole hugged your breasts and tummy, showing off that little baby bump that was growing slowly with each month that passed. As he lay on his side, his eyes took in your peacefully sleeping expression before they were drawn to your breasts.

He began to salivate again and his cock which had been hard since he was peeking through the door, ached even more. He could feel his rut looming over him like a dark cloud…and even though he was lying still, his tail restlessly snapped up and down.

But he didn’t want to disrespect you. He loved you too much to act on any of the dirty thoughts in his head…to act on his crush on you that didn’t want him to have or find a mate.

So he forced his eyes closed and tried to focus on the sound of your even breathing, trying to imitate it so that he too could calm down and avoid the itch to touch you and be closer to you. He didn’t want to slip up when his rut came then make Hongjoong decide that he’ll be sent to one of those hotels.

Wooyoung thought he could manage. He really did. He had gone through his ruts before all alone…but this time it was difficult.

Something was different. He didn’t even think it’d be a big factor that would affect his rut. What made a difference was that you were a constant presence in his life now and in the long run too. He’s never had a rut around the opposite sex…even if you weren’t a hybrid, you had this sweet, comforting smell and since your pregnancy, it’s gotten more intense.

“Woo? You okay?” You pressed your palm against his forehead. “You’re really warm.”

He had blanked out on the couch this hot summer afternoon with all his thoughts that your sudden closeness took him by surprise and the strong whiff of your scent made his head spin.

His skin was hot to the touch and he was covered with a thin sheen of sweat. You bent over and kissed his forehead to feel for a fever.

His breath hitched as your breasts were at his eye level. They were hugged by your cotton tank top and that note of sweet milk overwhelmed his senses again, his hands scrambled to grab one of the pillows on the couch, placing it over his lap.

“Do you feel feverish, Woo?” You asked, standing up to full height, your hands soothingly caressing his ears and your fingers running through his bright red hair.

“N-not really,” he murmured, forcing his gaze away from your boobs. What would they feel like if he touched them? Were they sensitive? Did your milk taste sweet?

You pouted not sure what to do and also very worried about him. You took the seat on the couch beside him and turned the AC up, wondering if he might be coming down with something.

“I-I’m fine. Don’t worry about me,” he managed to smile but it looked like a grimace which made you coo and pull him to lie down on your lap, so you could comfort him.

His ears twitched the more you caressed and petted him, scratching behind his ears now making that shivering sensation go straight to his cock.

This was bad.

He wanted to be near you…but he was scared he would lose control and get into trouble with Hongjoong.

“Y/N….”

“Yes, Youngie?” You hummed, comfortable on the couch as you put a movie on the TV.

“N-nothing…” he looked away, turning on his side so that he wasn’t looking at your pretty face and tempted to stare and continue to salivate at your full breasts.

After thirty minutes of focusing his eyes on the TV, he heard you whimper which instantly made him turn to you.

You had fallen asleep and your brows were knitted while your nose scrunched at something you felt.

He sat up slowly to not wake you and he worriedly looked at you.

Then the smell hit him.

He gulped and his eyes wearily traveled down from your face to your chest…the navy blue fabric began to stain at two spots…and they continued to dampen as you winced once more.

You were in discomfort again.

Wooyoung didn’t want to wake you up. You hadn’t slept properly the previous night because you had felt nauseous and Hongjoong was there to help you through it.

Maybe he could get a towel?

You whimpered in your sleep and he remembered how you soothed your pain a couple nights ago.

Before he could stop himself, his one hand cupped one of your breasts, his eyes shifting from your face and your pillowy, soft, tits. Your expression relaxed a little and his ears stood.

He was helping!

Wooyoung scooted closer, his other hand beginning to give the same attention to your neglected breast. He gently massaged and squeezed them…they were so soft and nice to touch. They were weighty beneath his palm and he noticed the damp patches beginning to grow... the thick sweet milky scent becoming stronger.

His mouth was salivating so much he had to swallow down thickly.

He can make you feel better. He knows he can!

He leaned closer to your breast his other hand not stopping its movements, and took a deep breath, his eyes closing at the decadent alluring scent. His tongue poked out and through the damp thin fabric of your top, he gently dragged his tongue along your stiffening peaks.

The taste of cotton wasn’t enough to mellow the sweetness of the milk that leaked from your breasts. He looked up at you as he continued to kitten lick and swirl his tongue around. You looked as peaceful as you did when he slept next to you a couple nights ago.

Wooyoung kept telling himself that he was helping you that he was doing good by soothing your pain but his increasingly rut-muddled mind was getting the best of him too.

Slowly, he pulled down the hem of your top until your breast popped out. He stared at the milky white that leaked out your nipple. He squeezed the pillowy flesh a bit and massaged it around a little only to find more milk spilled as he did that.

Without a single thought or even a hint of hesitation, he licked your nipple without the barrier of your top and the moment he tasted the fresh spilled milk on his tongue, his cock throbbed. You tasted so sweet. He circled his tongue and flicked it around again. His eyes closed as he began to gently suck, the action making more of your milk spill unto his tongue.

His tail wagged happily as he suckled at your breast, drinking your milk. You tasted so good, he didn’t think he could stop. He moaned, mouth stuffed with your tit. He could feel his right hand getting wet and he opened his eyes just a little only to see your right breast leaking more.

What a waste, he thought to himself before latching off your left breast to give the same treatment to the other.

“A-ah…” you mumbled softly in your sleep.

Wooyoung’s eyes snapped to your face as your brows were slightly knitted and your plump pretty lips were parted.

His hand on your breast gently rolled your stiff nipple between his fingers while he continued to suck at the other. Did you need more to relax?

His ears twitched when he heard that beautiful delicate sound that he would hear sometimes late in the night when he couldn’t sleep and he wasn’t allowed in the bedroom. Your soft moan made him short-circuit. He was the cause of that sound. Him.

Wooyoung knew he should stop. You weren’t his…you were Hongjoong’s. You weren’t his mate, you can’t ever be cause you were not a hybrid.

But like Hongjoong, he loved you too.

He loved you. He wanted to make you feel good. He wanted to touch you the way Hongjoong touched you.

So he couldn’t stop.

With each drop of sweet milk that ran down his throat, he was growing dizzy with desire and his rut was swallowing him whole. He swirled his tongue and continued to suck, not meaning to have done it as hard as he did that it stirred you awake from your nap.

“J-joongie?” Your eyes fluttered open, sleep making them feel heavy.

Your body was warm and tingling with pleasure that pooled directly to your lower belly. Your clit throbbed as your breasts were being fondled and…sucked?

Eyes slowly adjusting to your surroundings, you focused your gaze down, seeing a blur of red hair. Your breasts no longer ached instead they were being stimulated and played with. The wet hot tongue flicking and lapping at the peak of your breast made you moan as your body was being awoken with these sensations.

You blinked a couple of times, your breath getting quicker, and noticing the fluffy pointed red ears.

“Y-Youngie? Ah—,” you cut yourself off when he continued to suckle and fondle your other breast. “What are you doing?”

The fox hybrid stopped at the sound of his name.

Were you going to get mad?

His eyes snapped open and you were met with his wide and round puppy gaze. His pointy ears fell flat on his head and though his mouth was still full of your tit, he had stopped having his fill of your milk.

It was that look on his face when he was sorry for getting into trouble. The one that made your heart ache…how could you possibly get mad at him?

He latched off your tit unwillingly and looked down, avoiding your gaze. There was a sheen of your milk over his pink lips and you couldn’t help but feel your cheeks warm as what was happening processed in your head.

“Youngie…” your voice was soft and not scolding.

You cupped his cheek to make him look at you, his cheeks a dark shade of red as you waited for him to explain himself.

“I-I’m sorry…” he murmured, keeping his hands in fists on his lap. “Y-you were hurting…I just wanted to help. Y-you smelled so good. Your milk was leaking too…didn’t want it to go to waste.”

“Youngie…”

“I’m sorry.”

He turned his head away to look down, the carpet suddenly the most interesting thing in the world. While he avoided your gaze, you observed yours and Hongjoong’s hybrid. You placed your palm on his forehead again, he was warmer than when you had checked and your eyes observed his body, blushing when you noticed the very prominent tent in his black sweatpants.

“Woo, are you having your rut?”

He still didn’t look at you and like a sad puppy, he nodded ashamedly, his fingernails digging into his palms as he did his best to not pounce on you then there. You had an arm over your breasts covering them…why were you hiding from him?

His heart sank.

“But I made you feel better right?” He asked, his voice strained as he looked up at you.

He did but—

“I did good, right?” He leaned closer and you tried to move away but he only pressed forward til your back was against the cushions of the couch, his arms on either side of your body.

“You did but Woo—,”

“Then shouldn’t I get a treat?”

The look in his eyes has shifted. Gone was the sweet and playful Wooyoung you knew. His pupils were blown and predatory…and when his gaze flickered from your face to your chest, you felt like hiding.

“Youngie…” you were at a lost for words.

“P-please, let me have a treat. Let me make you feel good,” he pressed his nose onto your neck, taking a deep breath and whiff of your scent. “You smell so good. So, so, good.”

Your hands go to his shoulders as your heart raced in your chest. You could feel just how tense he was and how his muscles flexed beneath his thin black sweater. What were you to do?

“You taste so sweet too…,” he whined into your neck, a hand gently cupping your right breast and giving a squeeze, unable to fight back the moan that escaped your lips. “That feels good, doesn’t it?” He purred against your ear, licking a stripe along your neck. “You were making pretty noises when I was touching you.”

You gasped when you felt his pelvis press against your clothed cunt. He was hard and throbbing against his sweats, and when he slowly pressed his erection even more against you, you felt your walls clench around nothing.

It was hard to resist his touches, especially with how your hormones made you so sensitive and more…needy. You felt slightly embarrassed to feel yourself growing wet and aroused by him.

Wooyoung whimpered softly when his length rubbed against your covered heat, he could feel just how warm it was. He wondered how pretty your pussy would be taking his cock…or his knot…or his cu—

“Youngie,” his name came out in a breathy moan, a sound that he only dreamed of…a sound that he wanted to hear over and over. A sweet seductive rendition of his name that made all his self-control evaporate.

“I need you so bad,” he groaned, grinding his erection against your core, the friction sending sparks of pleasure throughout his body while your own reacted strongly to him too.

This was dirty. The whole act of it. Your husband wasn’t home and your weak attempts to fend off the hybrid were pitiful because, in the end, your body enjoyed it all. You enjoyed the way his hips were humping you, how his cock was rock hard against the gusset of your cotton shorts and rubbed your throbbing clit.

“W-Wooyoung!” You gasped when he latched his mouth on your left breast, nipping at your sensitive nipple before soothing them with flicks and swirls of his tongue. The warm tingly feeling in your boob made your pussy clench and you couldn’t stop the soft whimpers that came from you.

Wooyoung continued to grind against you, moaning with his mouth full of your tit and sweet milk on his greedy tongue. You tasted so good. How was we ever going to stop? Your moans and the scent of your arousal told him how much your body was enjoying this.

Your cheeks were hot as you realized he was drinking your milk. Your mind was hazy as your core ached for more, for something to be inside you. God, your hormones were through the roof and your gentle heart only felt sympathy for yours and Hongjoong’s hybrid.

“Y-Youngie w-wait,” you stuttered out softly, body burning hot from how he had been humping you and suckling at your sensitive chest.

Despite his rut-muddled brain, he had listened. If it had been any other hybrid with no self-control at all, they wouldn’t have stopped. Wooyoung stopped because…well…he loved you. Every word you said, everything you did, your comfort, and your happiness were things he valued so much.

He stopped his movements and looked up at you, releasing your nipple from his greedy mouth. Your face was flushed and there was a shy glint in your eye as you bit the inside of your cheek, thinking about something. Did he go too far?

“You’re going through your rut right?” You caressed his cheek as he rested his head on your chest.

He nodded.

“Which explains why your body is warmer than usual.”

The hybrid nodded again.

“D-does it hurt?” Your thumb softly glided over his cheekbone.

Wooyoung wanted to nod. His cock was so hard it hurts. He needed to do something about it…he needed release.

“Can I try to make you feel better?” You asked, unsure if what you thought of would actually help. Since he had been such a sweet boy for caring so much about your discomfort that he did actually help with the ache and pain in your breasts, you wanted to help him too.

His fluffy red ears pointed up high as his eyes widened and he sat up, wondering what you meant.

“W-what do you mean?” He stuttered, a dust of red blooming across his face.

Trying to ignore the rapid thumping of your heart, you gently guided him to sit closer to you and you looked at his crotch area, the top of the tent of his sweats a darker shade of gray as he had been leaking precum with how aroused he was.

“I’ll help you feel better too. You did the same for me, I want to help you. You said it hurts right?” You spoke softly as if someone could be eavesdropping.

Wooyoung gulped when your hand slowly ran up his thigh, getting closer and closer to his rock-hard cock.

“I-it does b-but I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to.” His eyes were shifting from your flustered face and your hand. You were touching him.

“You’re so sweet, Youngie,” you smiled, pressing your lips on his forehead. “Don’t worry, okay? I want to.”

You just wanted to give Wooyoung a helping hand, nothing more.

The sweet fox hybrid was someone you had grown to treasure in your life and that you loved, and wasn’t it your responsibility to make sure he went through his rut safely. You didn’t know how to handle it, Hongjoong did but he wasn’t here and Wooyoung didn’t like the idea of going to those hotels. This was the least you could do to help him.

You untied the string of his sweatpants and tugged it down along with his boxers, and the moment they slipped down enough to let his cock free, it sprung up and slapped against his abdomen. Your eyes widened a bit as you took in the shape of his length and how the dark pink tip was glistening and leaking with precum. He really looked so painfully hard…

Wooyoung shamelessly moaned with just the mere touch of your fingertip on his tip as you smeared his precum all over the head before skimming your touch along his length. Your palm was soft and warm, you were so focused on helping Wooyoung out whose head was leaning on your shoulder as he tried to keep his eyes open to watch your pretty hand wrap around his cock.

He was hot against your palm and the more you stared at it, the more you felt your core clench for something more too but you couldn’t do anything about it. You’re not sure if that was a line you could cross especially since you had Hongjoong.

“Y-you’re so hard, Woo.” You breathed out, your mouth feeling dry as you slowly moved your hand up and down along his length, the way Hongjoong had taught you to touch him when you two had gotten intimate in the early stages of your relationship.

“A-ah,” his hot breath fanned at your collarbones. Your silky palm around his length felt better than his own hand and the grip you had as you pumped his cock made his head spin with pleasure, and his tail wagged excitedly. “That feels good.”

You softly smiled to yourself, happy that he was finding relief.

You kissed the top of his head and moved your hand just a little bit faster, setting a pace that had the fox hybrid panting and whining at the pleasure. He sounded…so cute. You wondered why he didn’t want to date. He was incredibly handsome and playful as well as sweet. He would’ve gotten a partner easily if he wanted to.

Wooyoung felt like he was in one of his dreams except this time it wasn’t and it was better than his dreams.

He glanced at your hand wrapped around his cock, not believing his eyes that you were jerking him off. It was so mind-numbingly good. Then with your scent too? It was driving him crazy.

Tugging down at your tank top once more to free one of your breasts, he latched his mouth on your tit again making you gasp in surprise. His tongue circled and flicked against your nipple then he began to suck, his ears standing up high as the flavor of sweet milk graced his tongue.

“W-Woo,” you breathed out shakily, not stopping the way your hand twisted up and down his throbbing hot length.

Wooyoung moaned, his eyes closing as he lost himself in the pleasure he was feeling and the taste of your milk.

Without a warning, his cock twitched, and hot spurts of white shot from his tip coating your hand and making a mess on his lap. His body twitched as he sucked hard at your breast, coming while your core dripped more slick, aroused.

He released your breast as he panted, whining as his cock remained hard even after coming.

Your brows furrowed wondering why he was still…rock hard. You brought your hand a bit closer to you as he savored his high, his cum was sticky and thick, you were curious to have a taste but fought the urge to do so…you only do that with Hongjoong.

You grabbed a couple of tissue papers on the coffee table to clean your hand, letting Wooyoung rest a bit, unaware how the hybrid’s need only increased a thousandfold after your hand job.

Wooyoung’s mind was filled with nothing but filth and the need to feel you, touch you, and fuck you. You were so sweet to have helped him…but it wasn’t enough. He needed more. You’ll be nice, right? You said you wanted to help.

Before you could process what was happening, Wooyoung had you lying on the couch as he buried his face into your crotch. He pushed away the gusset of your shorts so he could lick and lap at your pussy through the fabric of your panties.

“M-mommy tastes so good,” he moaned into your pussy as you gasped at the sensation of his wet tongue messily over your clit and your entrance.

“Y-Youngie!” You tried to stop him but he had his arms wrapped around your thighs as he nuzzled his nose into your soaked panties.

“You’re wet,” he licked his lips. “Are you enjoying this, mommy? I can help make you feel good. Let me make you feel good.” He groaned flattening his tongue over where your clit was, your back arching.

Your soft whines and moans only egged him on and his hands couldn’t stop themselves from tearing your panties apart to reveal the pink pulsing and slick pussy he’s dreamed of. His mouth watered at the sight. Your folds glistened with your arousal and he could see your little hole squeezing around nothing.

He could fix that.

“M-mommy your pussy is so pretty.” His eyes were wide as he stared, letting go of one thigh so that he could touch your pink cunt. He gently used his middle finger to glide through your slit, collecting your slick and in awe at how much more leaked from your cunt. You smelled of pure sex and it was driving his rut-infested brain crazy.

“Y-youngie, we can’t— ah!”

He licked a long stripe up your cunt, humming as he tasted the salty yet sweet nectar. Your walls clenched once more, pushing out more of your arousal which Wooyoung happily lapped up. He encircled your clit with his tongue, flicking against the sensitive bud and enjoying the whimpers and moans that were leaving you.

He felt happy. He was the cause of your pleasure this very moment.

Then he got greedier, his lazy kitten licks grew messier as he began to make out with your lower lips, his tongue dipping into your needy hole then his mouth suckling at your pussy like he did with your breasts.

Your hands found their way to his bright red hair as you moaned, your body caving into the pleasure.

It was sinful.

The slurping wet sounds filled the living room and your pants and his needy whines and groans were a symphony of obscene desire that bounced off the walls of your home.

Wooyoung moaned against your cunt as you tugged at his hair. Were you going to cum? He wondered. Your moans got pitchier and your breath quickened. He could feel your thighs tensing in his hold and that only urged him on, eating you out like you were his last meal on earth. Your pussy’s nectar was second to the sweet milk he drank from your tits but both made him harder and want you even more.

“Youngie! I’m gonna c-cum!” You squeaked out so cutely that he only continued to ravage your pussy, sucking and licking greedily.

This was wrong, you thought to yourself. Hongjoong would disapprove of Wooyoung’s behavior but your body loved the attention the hybrid was giving you.

One harsh suck and you fell apart, coming all over his tongue and he happily lapped up your release, prolonging your orgasm.

Your legs fell limp as you lost yourself in your high, mind empty and not noticing your phone buzzing on the coffee table.

Wooyoung spread your pussy lips apart, eying it in wonder as he positioned himself on the couch, pushing your thighs to your chest as you looked up at him confused.

“Y-Youngie?”

“You’ll let me right?” He asked, taking his cock and rubbing the bulbous head all over your pussy, coating the tip with your arousal. “I’m still hard. N-need mommy.” He whined, slotting his length between your lips and gently rocking against you. He needed your permission.

“Woo…” you tried to gather your thoughts but your pussy was still throbbing from your orgasm, your whole body tingling with sensitivity as your hormones were in overdrive, needing and craving for more.

“Your pussy is empty,” he murmured, his body got to touch as he perspired, his rut unraveled at this point. “You need cock, don’t you? Need my cock?”

His words made you blush and you couldn’t help but moan when his tip rubbed against your clit. You couldn’t think straight anymore as all you could think of was his thick cock splitting you open.

“I’ll fill you up real good, mommy.” He whined, pushing the fat head into your pulsing hole. He moaned at the hot sensation of your walls around him, it excited him so much he pushed his cock all the way in, watching it disappear into you inch by inch.

Your back arched as he bottomed out inside you, your tits leaking out milk as his tip nudged delightfully at your g-spot.

“Y-youngie!” You cried out gripping the cushion beneath you as he pressed forward into you, pushing you deeper into the mating press.

“M-mommy you’re so tight and warm. Fuck. My cock is inside you—ah—,” he whimpered, slowly pulling out til only his tip was inside you before plunging back in, your eyes seeing white momentarily at how good his cock felt rubbing your walls.

His hands rested on either side of your head as he hurriedly increased his pace. His fox instincts took over him as his head was filled with nothing but the thought of fucking you and breeding you.

“Y-youngie!”

His eyes were dark, and his canines were bared as he grunted above you, rutting into you, drilling his cock into your sopping cunt. The snap of his hips was deep and impatient, he was rocking into you like his life depended on it.

“M-mommy,” he moaned over and over, whimpering when he felt your velvety warm walls hugged his cock so good. He was so envious of Hongjoong. He gets to have you all the time. He wanted your pussy too and you wanted him too right? That explained how your walls squeezed around him, almost sucking him into your heat like you wanted to milk his cock dry. He wanted that. He’d let you do that to him.

He drove his hips deeper and faster, earning a loud moan from you as more of your sweet sticky slick leaked out your cock stuffed cunt, his length gliding in and out so easily. “Mommy’s pussy feels so good. Want to give mommy my pups too.”

“Y-Youngie,” you slurred out, tits bouncing with each deep thrust as he kept you in the mating press, your nipples leaking out milk as he fucked you. It was hard to not get lost in the pleasure, not when his fat cock slammed over and over against your g-spot making your head mush. His words weren’t even processed properly in your head.

Wooyoung leaned over as he pounded into you, taking one of your tits into his mouth, sucking your sweet milk as he felt his balls and the base of his spine grow tighter and tighter.

“L-love…mommy’s…tits,” he mumbled against your breast, flicking his tongue over your sensitive nipple and licking every drop of milk. “Love mommy’s pussy.”

“Youngie, I’m going to c-cum, a-ah!” His thrusts got faster, each slam of the fat head into your cunt numbing all your logical thoughts.

“M-me too,” he groaned, feeling his knot grow tight. His hips chased his release. The build-up to finally reaching his peak clouded his brain as he pistons into your heat, the continuous pounding on your g-spot sending you over the edge as you creamed around his cock.

Your head fell back as your body was wracked by a powerful orgasm that made your walls spasm and suck his cock in deeper into you, and in less than a minute, the whiny pants and moans of your hybrid were cut off by a broken whimper. With one last deep thrust, he pushed his knot into your quivering pussy making you cry out as it doubled the effect of your orgasm. Wooyoung saw white as his seed poured into your sopping hole, his cock twitching uncontrollably as he spilled his hot seed into you.

Wooyoung’s head was buried into your pillowy chest as his knot was engulfed by your hot walls. He was panting, his breath hot against your skin as you lay beneath him limp and unmoving, your body tingling with the aftershocks of your orgasm.

In a hazy state, he licked along your breasts which were sticky and glistening with your milk. He growled possessively when he felt your pussy gently squeezing his knot, his arousal stirring again as it sunk into his head that he had filled your pussy with his cum. Wooyoung straightened up and glanced down at you.

Your hair was a pretty mess on your head, your eyelids were blinking heavily as you stared out into nothing and your lips were parted slightly as you slowly caught your breath. His beautiful Y/N. Gently, he cupped your face and caressed your cheek with his thumb, admiring how fucked out you looked beneath him. He glanced down to where you two were connected, his knot slowly disappearing and he felt his cock twitch to life at the sight of your pretty petal-like folds covered in a mess of your cream and his cum.

The hybrid was bewildered at the sight and all he knew was he wanted to do it over and over again.

Slowly, he pulled out of you, watching in awe as his seed leaked from your little hole. Not liking the idea of it going to waste, he gently hoisted you in his arms and carried you to yours and Hongjoong’s bed then gently laid you on it with your legs almost dangling off the edge. He folded your pliable legs and spread them apart for him before he plugged your leaking hole with his cock, pushing back his cum inside you. You whimpered as his fat length filled your sensitive cunt again.

“Y-Youngie, e-enough. T-that’s enough,” you slurred out, belly hot with his release.

“B-but mommy…,” he pouted, burying himself to the hilt and sighing once he was snug against your cervix. He grabbed your tit and squeezed it. “You said you wanted to help me…I still need your help.” His eyes were dark as his hand left your breast to glide down your very small bump before stopping when his thumb found your clit.

“I'm still so hard,” he whined, pressing his hips snugly against you while rolling your clit beneath his thumb, his cum and your slick making it easy for him to slide his digit around. “Only mommy cares for me.” He slowly began to shallowly thrust, his cock head nudging at your g-spot gently, your mind boggled at how the hybrid was still rock hard inside you. “You don’t want me to handle my rut all alone right? It’s more painful than before because you’re around. My beautiful m-mommy—ah!” He gasped when he felt your walls involuntarily clench around him. “It’s hard to be in control when you’re here…it’s all your fault.”

He was breathing heavily as he began to move against you once more, your body welcoming the sweet delicious scrape of his cock against your pulsing walls. You could deny it all you want but he felt so good. The way he fucked you, the way he suckled at your breasts…all of it was so good.

“M-my fault…” you repeated without a thought, not really understanding, too enraptured by the way he was rutting into you. “I-I’m sorry.”

Wooyoung whimpered at the soft apology, gripping your hips as strands of his bright red hair fell over his eyes, his ears twitching up as his pupils became blown and his mind became controlled by nothing else by his rut and his love for you.

“S’okay, mommy,” He hummed, leaning over to nuzzle his nose into your neck lovingly…possessively. “You’ll make it up to me now, right? Til I have my fill?” He licked along where your scent glands would be if you were a hybrid then gently nipped at the delicate skin, a soft gasp leaving you as he did. He moaned shakily when he felt your walls squeeze him when he grazed his teeth along your neck. “Mommy makes it so hard for me to control my rut…”

“My poor Youngie,” you cooed weakly, hugging him as he slowly slid his cock in and out of you. Your fingers combed through his hair and gently scratched behind his ears causing a deep resounding growl to purr from his chest. “I’m sorry…I-I’ll help.” At this point, boundaries between you and your handsome, playful, and loving fox hybrid no longer existed.

Those boundaries remained blurry and foggy when he began to fuck you like there was no tomorrow, letting him fulfill his needs with your own pleasure-greedy body. You lost count of how many times he came inside you and stretched you with his knot, all you knew was it warmed your heart that he was getting his fill and being relieved of his rut, while you were drunk on a cock that wasn’t even your husband's. Your breasts don’t even ache anymore, not when the hybrid pounding into you happily lapped up and suckled your milk.

Body burning too hot and mind sent into a state of unending pleasure, you don’t even hear the front door opening and closing, nor the soft chinking of the keys being dropped into the key dish by the entryway, nor the gentle loving voice of your husband announcing he was home.

Not even the hybrid stopped when he felt the presence of his other owner by the master bedroom’s doorway, in fact, he grew more possessive and territorial.

Hongjoong sighed and shook his head when he walked into his wife being fucked dumb on their bed by their supposedly sweet, unproblematic, and now very naked hybrid.

He had a feeling this would happen.

His expression was unreadable as he watched, unable to deny the twitch of his cock in his tailored pants when his eyes settled on the way your body took each thrust and how Wooyoung’s cock and your swollen pussy were covered in a sticky mess of cum.

He went over to the dresser and pulled at the bottom drawer.

Your head fell to the side as your body continued to rock with each thrust, heavy-lidded eyes making out the silhouette of your husband.

“J-joongie…”

The fox hybrid growled as you softly muttered out another man’s name, driving his cock faster into your pussy making you cry out as your head spun by the unending abuse of your g-spot.

As much as your husband enjoyed the pornographic sight of his beautiful wife getting fucked as he could only find beauty in the thought of how this was how you would look from a different perspective when he fucked you dumb like the good girl you were for him, he wasn’t happy with his naughty misbehaving hybrid.

Wooyoung didn’t stop, he couldn’t. It didn’t matter that Hongjoong’s dominant aura overpowered his own. Not when he was so close to cumming again and how your walls were pulsing around him.

The man of the house’s eyes darkened when he saw the very slight bruising on your soft delicate hips from the grip of Wooyoung’s hands as he pistons his hips into you mindlessly. How long has he been fucking you? Hongjoong knew this cock drunk state of yours all too well…he was rather impressed Wooyoung was able to bring you to this state.

Before Wooyoung could reach his nth orgasm, it was forcefully taken from him with one harsh tug. His eyes widened when he felt himself yanked back by the neck away from you, his cum that he had been fucking into you leaking out. He growled and fought against the leather around his neck.

He bared his teeth as he tried to pounce back onto you but then he felt the familiar disciplinary hand on the back of his neck squeezing him in warning. His body froze like it always had when he was being trained by Hongjoong.

“Bad puppy,” Hongjoong said dangerously low, forcing him down onto his knees.

“J-joongie…he needed…help,” you murmured out, unable to move, body too heavy from hours of fucking.

“Did he now?” He looked down at the fox hybrid, whose eyes were glued onto your pussy and whose cock was standing erect and glistening with your slick.

“Mommy didn’t cum yet, need to make mommy cum.” He was still in his rut frenzy, trying to crawl closer to you but Hongjoong yanked him back to his place.

“Stay here or else,” Hongjoong commanded in a voice that would make Wooyoung want to run and hide. His ears dropped as he pressed his hands on his thighs, nails digging into his skin as he trembled to control himself.

Hongjoong walked over to you, your legs dangling off the edge of the bed, your pussy covered with the hybrid's cum and the sheets below you drenched. Did Wooyoung manage to make you squirt like he does?

“My poor baby,” Hongjoong cooed, brushing hair away from your face as his eyes drank in your current state. He frowned when he saw how puffy your nipples were and before he could even ask if you were okay, your dainty fingers clutched at his shirt.

“Need to cum…Joongie. Please…” you whined causing Wooyoung’s ears to perk up, his head only hearing the first three words.

“Oh, darling.” He gently cupped your heavy breast feeling their weight beneath his palm and you whimpered at the feeling.

“Joong, please.”

Hongjoong only hummed at your plea, letting his hand roam your pliant body to continue observing you. His hand gently caressed the small bump of your tummy before he reached your inner thigh, trailing higher and clicking his tongue when he saw how his wife’s pink pussy was smeared with and leaked of cum.

“Wooyoung has been a bad fox, hasn’t he?” His voice was laced with tease and disapproval.

“H-he was good,” you defended the sweet hybrid, mind too fuzzy from the hours of sex. “He took care of me and I took care of him…he just got carried away a little.”

“Oh, sweetheart, this isn’t a little.” Hongjoong’s tone was stern and it made Wooyoung glare at his master rather than his usual cower. He was annoyed that Hongjoong was getting in between you and him, he was not done with wanting to fill you up with his cum. “You’re all sore aren’t you, baby?”

You nodded slowly, admitting that you were tired even though your body ached for more since Wooyoung was in the process of making you come for the nth time.

“Look, Woo bruised your pretty skin,” he sighed, running his fingers along the bruises on your hips. “He got too carried away.”

Hongjoong gently put you over his lap, hooking your legs over his thighs as he spread them apart, keeping you open to Wooyoung whose jaw was clenched so tightly and his eyes focused on just you.

Your husband could feel you leaning onto him, unable to hold yourself up from the exhaustion. You weakly shifted and wriggled, aching for friction, and the hybrid meters away was salivating and so willing to give you what you wanted.

As if to rub salt in the wound and his suffering, Hongjoong caressed your lower belly before his fingers found your swollen nub, more sweet moans that Wooyoung couldn’t get enough of leaving your lips. The mix of your arousal and Wooyoung’s cum made it easy for Hongjoong’s fingers to slide between your folds and massage your sensitive clit.

“My darling wants to cum?” Hongjoong kissed the crown of your head, moving his fingers in the way he knew would bring you to the edge.

You nodded, one of your hands moving to his hair as your hips pressed towards his hand.

“Oh, Joongie,” you sighed, eyes closing as you’re brought closer and closer to the orgasm you almost reached earlier.

“Wooyoung has a been a bad fox, darling. Touching what’s mine without my permission,” he stared at Wooyoung as he rubbed your clit, the hybrids ears drooping at the sight of you being pleasured by Hongjoong and not him. “He should be punished, don’t you think?”

Wooyoung’s eyes left your beautiful body momentarily at the word to look at Hongjoong with fear.

“Joongie, no…he’s been good—ah…”

Hongjoong kissed your cheek. “Maybe Wooyoung should tell me what he did and I’ll decide if he can cum one more time…”

Wooyoung inched closer, a small whine escaping his throat at the sweet scent of your sex. The damned collar around his neck reminded him how Hongjoong dominated him at this very moment and that if he disobeyed or made a wrong move, he won’t be able to touch you again or ever.

“Mommy was in pain s-so I helped.” Wooyoung enviously watched Hongjoong cup your swollen breast as he continued to play with your pussy.

“Mommy?” Hongjoong snickered at the way the hybrid addressed you. Who would’ve thought he would have a mommy kink?

Wooyoung blushed beneath Hongjoong’s degrading gaze. He swallowed the lump in his throat.

“Milk…she was hurting 'cause of the milk. Massaging made her feel better,” he tried to speak, unable to tear his eyes away from your body writhing and twitching with pleasure. “I didn’t want it to go to waste so I—,”

“How did it taste?” Hongjoong cut him off before kissing your neck, gently pinching and rolling your puffy nipple between his fingers, not halting his ministrations of your clit.

“J-joong,” you whimpered, feeling your core tighten as you neared your climax. The way he was speaking to Wooyoung as if he wasn’t playing with and pleasuring your body in front of your beloved hybrid, made you feel a different kind of arousal.

“Tastes good. So sweet…” Wooyoung admitted, his nails digging into his thighs as he watched your face contort erotically.

“You dirty pup,” Hongjoong clicked his tongue as he felt the way your thighs tensed and how your breathing fastened. He sped his fingers up and squeezed your breast, that piling tension in your core snapping as you reached your release.

You gasped and clutched at your husband’s hair, your head thrown back as your hips trembled and your body shivered from your orgasm.

Wooyoung held his breath as he saw how more slick dripped from your already abused pussy.

“That’s it, darling. Good girl,” Hongjoong whispered in your ear, letting you ride it out while the hybrid looked like a kicked puppy gazing at you.

Your husband pets your head lovingly, peppering gentle kisses along your neck and taking his hand off your breast, feeling the wetness that coated his fingers.

“Woo says your milk tastes sweet, baby. Did you let him drink your milk?”

You nodded your head weakly, nuzzling your face into your husband’s neck.

“It made you feel better?”

You nodded again.

Hongjoong hummed and brought his fingers to his lips, aware that Wooyoung was watching him then licked his digits, tasting your milk.

“He’s right baby,” he grinned. “You taste sweet. No wonder our Youngie got carried away. But…he’s still a bad fox. He told us he’d be able to handle his rut.”

“I’m sorry—.”

“But he couldn’t resist you, baby? I told you Wooyoung had a crush on you.” Hongjoong continued to tease the hybrid, amused at how dilated his eyes were and how stiff his cock was just staring at your cunt, almost drooling at the sight.

“Youngie doesn’t want to go to the hotel…” you mumbled, gaining little of your senses back.

“I know darling but if we’re going to be taking care of him when he goes into a rut, he’s going to have to behave…”

“I’ll behave, I swear!" Wooyoung blurted out, inching closer til he was knelt by the edge of the bed, just a couple of inches away from your dripping cunt. “I’ll be good.”

“I trusted you to be able to handle your rut alone when you said so,” Hongjoong went on, caressing your sides and kissing your neck. “But I came home to this…”

Wooyoung swallowed the lump in his throat and Hongjoong gripped his chin before brushing his two digits along the hybrid’s lips, the fingers that had been on your pussy.

“Be a good boy and lick her clean, and if I’m satisfied, I’ll let you fuck her again.”

Without hesitation, Wooyoung scooted closer and buried his face into your pussy, a shiver going down his spine as he heard your sweet mewling. He lapped happily at the taste of your release and a mix of his as well, and Hongjoong was pleased with his submission and eagerness.

“What do you say, baby?” Hongjoong turned his attention back on you now, knowing he could stop Wooyoung whenever he wanted to with a tug of his collar. “Can you take our sweet Youngie’s cock again? Look how hard he is for you.”

Through heavy-lidded eyes, you gazed at your beloved hybrid. His eyes were shut in bliss as he tasted you, his hot tongue attacking and invading your overstimulated pussy once again. Then your line of vision fell to his lap, his toned thighs flexing and his cock painfully stiff and leaking messily with pre-cum.

You nodded. “I-I can.”

“That’s my good girl.” He cooed and Wooyoung’s ears pointed up at the sound of your voice, his tail wagging excitedly at the thought of being buried in your tight heat again.

Hongjoong wasn’t entirely upset with Wooyoung. He has acknowledged and accepted the fact that the busy season was going to keep him in the office more than he liked but he always trusted Wooyoung to look after you when he’s away.

He pressed a tender kiss to your temple as he laid your head on the pillow while Wooyoung positioned himself between your legs, lining his cock to your pulsing hole once more.

With the baby coming along, he wouldn’t be able to be there as often as he liked to care for your hormonal needs…as much as he’d love to do so. He just needed to balance his time to be more present as the father of the baby and your husband but he didn’t particularly mind the idea of letting Wooyoung have you from time to time. He wasn’t blind to the affection Wooyoung had for you, he just needed to make sure that Wooyoung knows his place if Hongjoong decided on letting him into yours and his relationship.

What mattered to him was your happiness and your family...and that included Wooyoung.

im sorry if this wasnt the best but yeah, 3 months worth of brain rot and business, I came up with this. Im still working on training wheels part 2 as well as continuing sway with me :> thank you so much for reading my works and your support!

tags : @songmingisthighs @bunny4yungi

[bombuni]

yeah that kitty hybrid san fic drove me insane. so, i’m here to ask for a little request…

sub!hybrid!wooyoung and sub!hybrid!reader being left at home together and needy so they’re trying to please each other clumsily but then owner!ateez come back to find them like that. you can decide what kinda hybrids they are, and what goes down when they come back :3

little accidents

summary: Hongjoong and Seonghwa make a mistake in trusting their two kitties to be left alone. genre/pairing: owner!matz x kitty!fem!reader x kitty!wooyoung, smut wc: 1.8k warnings: SMUT MDNI, degradation, meandom!seonghwa, hongjoong less so, mommy kink, leash kink, humiliation kink, creampies, breeding kink, reader is in heat, background seonghwa x hongjoong bom note: anon i love u for this request and i’m so sorry i made u wait for so long. also hope u don’t mind that i made this matz instead of ot8! pls enjoy<3

It’s hard to push Wooyoung off of you, his stubborn lips persistently pulling quiet moans out of you. He’s trying to tug your shorts off, but Seonghwa’s voice is in the back of your head at every harsh tug Wooyoung gives. You know that once you start you won’t be able to stop. You’d rather remain in the good graces of your mommy today, his furrowed brows and tiny frown apparent on his elegant face before he left.

Seonghwa knows you’re in heat. Hongjoong, ever the sweetheart he is, is uneducated in the fact that you two should be separated at this time. However, they both have responsibilities and jobs to attend to. He thinks you’re well-behaved enough to resist your primal urges, at least until he can get home to take care of you. Seonghwa never realized moving in with his boyfriend would be so stressful.

A soft whine builds in the back of your throat as Wooyoung licks the skin along your neck, the coldness of his drool greeting you when he moves to kiss along your jawline. He sees every tic your body gives, remembering every little thing so he has you weakening faster. His tail wraps around your calf as you let yourself be pushed back onto the bed-your mommy’s bed-the furry, black thing sending waves of tingles throughout your body.

Wooyoung won’t let you catch your breath, “Come on. I know you’re in heat. You just-you gotta let me help,” Wooyoung has never been around another hybrid in heat before. He’s surprised to find it written on you so clearly, desperation etched into your features. He can’t help it when his hands move on their own as he watches you hold your insides as if you’re in some sort of pain, holding back all of his urge to claim you.

You try to crawl away, the control he has over you with just his body and voice too overwhelming. The patterned blanket under you reminds you of your mommy, and you flip your body over to try to crawl upwards. You don’t get very far as Wooyoung drops all of his body weight on top of your back, his hard ready cock pressing against your pussy. The feeling of it makes you whine, Wooyoung taking advantage of the position and dragging himself over you repeatedly.

He holds your neck like he’s preparing to bite you, but he takes a whiff and closes his eyes, “You smell so ready for dick, kitty.”

His voice is shaky, like he’s barely holding back. His grip on you is bruising, the hand on your hip holding you in place under him. His veiny hand holds your jaw up, forcing you to look him in the eyes every time his leaking cockhead makes your shorts wetter with every deliberate drag. You’re entranced by his twitching ears and swishing tail.

“But mommy said-“

He shushes you with an open-mouthed, wet kiss, “They don’t have to know. I’m just helping you,”

You’re losing to the desire in you, the primal need to just be bred, “Woo, I need it so bad.”

Whatever desperation was in Wooyoung unleashes with your admission. He practically envelops you with himself as his hands come down to your tits, quickly finding their way under your tank top and over your sensitive nipples. He plays with them, flicking you over and over until you keen and part from his lips. There’s really no escape from Wooyoung because even if you stop kissing him to catch your breath, he latches onto whatever part of your warm skin he can find.

One of his hands slides between you and the bed, into your panties. He groans at how drenched you are, pussy begging to just be filled and bred. He plays with your folds, teasing and spreading your slick over yourself. Wooyoung gathers it all on his fingers, bringing his hand up to his lips and sucking every digit clean. He closes his eyes in bliss at the taste, truly enjoying how your pussy is leaking, creaming, and begging for him.

He leans back into your ear, now hurriedly trying to pull your shorts off, “I’m gonna fill you up, kitty. Can I?”

“Y-yes, please, just fill me up, Woo-“

He shudders at your words, finally getting your shorts off. There’s no time to waste as he messily pulls his cock out of his sweatpants, not bothering to slip out of them fully. He just needs to feel you wrapped around his cock. He plunges into you, quickly and deeply. Wooyoung fully melts into you, possibly forever consumed by the feeling of your tight hole now. He doesn’t give you a chance to adjust before he hungrily starts thrusting his hips, growling into your ears everytime he feels you clench.

The way he fucks you is desperate and raw, one goal set in his mind. To fill you with so much cum you’re spilling and only babbling about all of the kittens he’s going to give you. Just the vision of his cum trickling out of your sweet hole has him stopping, shuddering in place to try to make this last at least a little longer.

You feel him pausing but you’re way too overheated and desperate to be filled to give him a break now, “P-please, Woo, can you cum inside me? I can take all of it, please-“

That’s all it takes for him to plunge deep inside of you, his canines piercing your shoulder as his body shakes and jolts with every sputter of cum entering you.

A tiny part of you is soothed now, but there’s still a burning sensation that lingers everywhere in your body. The uncomfortable feeling starts in your gut and unravels all over you. You turn to pant and whine to Wooyoung for more, but you find he’s gone from atop you. Hongjoong and Seonghwa stand next to the bedside, Hongjoong holding Wooyoung back by the scruff as he hisses and scratches at him. By the looks on their faces, you’re certainly in trouble.

-

Hongjoong fucks you relentlessly. He groans into your ear, dick smearing Wooyoung’s cum and your slick all over. His breath is hot against your cheek as he leans over your back and invades your space. He smirks at Wooyoung when you let out a sweet, needy whine as he grinds his hips into yours as deep as he can.

Wooyoung’s shaking with need. He can’t do anything but watch as his cum is fucked out of your pussy by Hongjoong. He’d claim you again if it weren’t Seonghwa-who holds him back by his collar. His fist wraps around the leather tightly, tugging him back every time Wooyoung tries to make a move towards you.

Seonghwa’s usual sweet demeanor is gone and replaced by a demanding one, “The both of you are so fucking naughty,”

You turn to Seonghwa, teary-eyed as Hongjoong keeps drilling you into the bed, “S-sorry, mommy,”

Your voice shakes against Hongjoong’s thrusts. He picks your head up by the back of your head and Wooyoung watches as your back arches against Hongjoong’s cock. He fucks you savagely, reaching deep inside you with his member until you can feel it in your throat. The position has you yowling and clenching down onto Hongjoong, who hisses as his hips stutter in their thrusts.

You look so broken and pitiful and Seonghwa fucking loves it. There’s slick and cum running down your legs, tears streaming down your eyes, and your tiny hands hold the bedsheets tight under your palms. His breathing turns ragged, his fist tightening impossibly more against Wooyoung’s collar.

Hongjoong brings a hand down to your clit, pulling you in until your back hits his chest, “I see why Youngie can’t stay away from this pussy,”

You let out a shaky breath as you turn into putty under his hands. He rubs circles onto you, playing with your wetness as he keeps grinding you onto his cock. His other hand fondles your tit, tweaking the sensitive bud. It’s all too much, too good, too fast.

Seonghwa lets out a sharp, mocking laugh as he watches you break, “This is what happens to bad girls who don’t listen to their mommy, sweetheart,”

There’s another rush of wetness that comes from your hole and Hongjoong chuckles, “Think she liked that,”

Hongjoong lifts you by your hips now, moving you so that you face Wooyoung as he sets you atop him. You blush with all the attention, but Hongjoong’s cock doesn’t let you think. He holds you by your sides, tight and hard enough to leave welts, as he bounces you on his cock. You feel it everywhere, your entire body warm and on the brink of explosion as he perfectly fills your gummy walls.

Hongjoong feels you on that brink, “Cum on my dick, baby, then I’ll give you all the kittens you want,”

The thought of his cum swirling inside you, marking you and filling you finally sends that tingle of electricity all through you. You shake on top of Hongjoong, who follows suit and pulls you to his pelvis. He groans and stutters as your pussy tightens and sucks the cum out of him.

Wooyoung is whining and rock hard, to the point that it hurts. You’re so sweaty and cute on top of Hongjoong, freshly fucked out but Wooyoung still wants to fuck you fill of his kittens. Seonghwa isn’t any better off, but he tsk’s and pulls on Wooyoung’s collar when he feels him start to get antsy.

Hongjoong sends a sick, cocky smirk towards Wooyoung. He smells trouble, but he doesn’t expect Hongjoong to spread your pussy lips for him. The pearlescent liquid shines between your folds as Hongjoong pulls out of you and Wooyoung all but collapses. Your hole is utterly and completely stuffed, claimed by Hongjoong and he feels his entire body on fire.

Seonghwa moves him until he’s right in front of your leaking pussy, forcing him to his knees. He sends a mean, intimidating look to Wooyoung. It’s demeaning and embarrassing the way he follows his commands so easily, but he just can’t help it.

He raises an eyebrow at Wooyoung, “Well? Clean up the mess you made, you pervert.”

He doesn’t think twice. You’re still recovering from the earth-shattering orgasm you just had, but Wooyoung’s wet tongue against you wakes you up again. Your hips grind against his lips as he licks a stripe along your folds, cleaning off the essence of Hongjoong. Seonghwa’s cold hands against his neck spur him on.

Wooyoung sucks on your clit, lips wrapping around the sensitive bud and causing an intense warmth to gather in your gut. You can’t stop moving against his face as he slurps you up, the vibrations of his moans against you just amplifying the sensation. He lets you go with a pop before moving down to your entrance, hands forcing your legs open as he works you open. He doesn’t mind the taste of Hongjoong’s dick or your slick, just as long as he gets to taste you.

Seonghwa’s cocky smirk shines down on you, commanding your attention, “My perfect kitty.”

[brrrkdslek]

MY MISTERESS </3

wooyoung giggled excitedly as he rode the elevator upwards to your office, he'd plan to surprise you since you were getting off work early. he bought your favourite flowers and even dressed nicely to see you.

wooyoung had to be the luckiest boy in this entire country as an independent and rich woman like yourself would go for a guy like him, he was over the moon during the first few dates. and it lead to more.

the security guards didn't even bother to glance at wooyoung as he came all the time, so often some people thought he was your intern or something. he jogged and felt his heart race upon nearing your door. he held the handle and took a deep breath before pushing it open, smile dropping as he sees another man inside, holding your hand and saying nice words to you.

you weren't smiling, he noticed. but yet, he couldn't stop the bubbling thoughts in his head, does she not want me anymore? am i not good enough? was i just her entertainment? do i mean nothing to- "wooyoung." your calming voice never failed to send shivers down his spine, he looked around, "he's gone now, you can come here."

you patted your lap as wooyoung regained a small smile and walked over towards you, shoving the flowers in your face, "surprise! i got them for you since i knew you were getting off early today!" your smile only grew wider upon seeing his lovely grin. "oh, i'm so pleased my love." taking hold of the bouquet, you took a deep whiff and sighed before placing it onto your desk.

wooyoung then settled on your lap comfortably just like how he did so many times before. you held onto his waist as your lips connected. wooyoung hoped you couldn't hear how loud his heart was beating, but he couldn't help himself, you were just so, so intoxicating. he whimpered as you slid your tongue into his mouth, as if you were fucking him. did you kiss that guy like that too?

suddenly, wooyoung pulled away. his hands on your shoulders were slightly trembling as his eyes grew red, "is something the matter, woo?" did you call him nicknames too? "i-i... uh-" wooyoung took in shaky breathes as he averted his gaze, constantly blinking away. did you care for him like that too? you nervously cupped his face and looked into his eyes, "wooyoung, talk to me."

he gulped, "who... who was the guy just now?" oh. you put the pieces together, "some client that was trying to win me over, why?" you giggled at the thought of wooyoung being jealous, you know he is and you've seen his cute pout and glares but nothing could've prepared you for what's next.

"do you... not want me anymore?" although it was just below a whisper, you heard it. and god, the tears forming in his eyes stabbed at your little heart. "what?" you were so shocked, how could he think that? "i-i promise i'll do better...!" wooyoung holds both your hands as tears streamed down his face, "i-i promise..! so please, don't leave me, mistress." he couldn't help but sob pathetically.

you immediately pull his in for a gentle and soothing kiss, one of reassurance, proving to wooyoung that he's yours and you're his. pulling away, wooyoung hiccupped as he looked down in shame, shame of what he said, shame of doubting your relationship over some guy. "i-i'm sorry..." you shushed the boy, "no, it's okay." you pull him into your chest and carded your hands through his hair, "i'll never leave you wooyoung. you're one in a million and i'm so lucky to have that."

wooyoung exhaled into your chest, "i should be the one to say that," he tilted upwards to look at you and you thought your heart exploded at his pretty glossy eyes and dusted cheeks, "you're so strong and independent and, and rich. but you still went for a guy like me..." you kiss the tip of his nose, "i will, i will choose you in every lifetime. in every scenario i'd still choose you." wooyoung never blinks as you looked at him with such love, such care. "do you know why?" he shakes his head, "because i love you, woo. you're special to me and you're my everything."

wooyoung couldn't help but get emotional again, clinging onto your neck as he sniffled, mumbling apologies and i love you's as he pecked your cheek and neck every now and then. checking the time, you realised you could get off now since you didn't have any more clients until late tomorrow. "c'mon woo, let's go home. you can cry more in the car." you teased.

wooyoung only whined and shook his head, arms still tightly caging your neck. you sighed before holding his thighs, picking him up with ease even in high heels. picking up the bouquet and your purse, you left the office after locking your door and waving goodbye to your bodyguards who were trying their best not to burst out laughing. "baby, can you hold my purse? otherwise i'll drop you."

passing your purse backwards, he took it into his hands and nuzzled into your neck, intoxicated by your sweet fragrance. the elevator dinged as you got on, pressing B1 for the parking lot. "do you like this perfume?" wooyoung only nodded as he tightened his legs around your hips, "my baby." you kissed the side of his head as you got off the elevator, walking to the car in long strides.

"woo, you have to get off, i need to start the car." the boy whined as he shook his head, tickling your neck. you rolled your eyes, "if you don't get off, i won't watch that movie with you anymore." wooyoung climbed off after that, eyes still red and puffy from all his crying as he got into the passenger seat. no, his seat. he watched from the rear mirror as you wrapped the bouquet as to not crush it before putting it into the trunk.

the car ride home was quiet as neither of you decided to talk, wanting to leave it until you arrived home. however you had a hand on his thigh the entire time, and was slightly brushing against his crotch.

-

"ah!"

moans filled the bedroom as you pounded into wooyoung's ass. your nails digging into his hips as you continuously thrust your own forward, making him cry out.

you paused for a moment and flipped the male over, making him land onto the pillows with a plop. you smirk as you run your hands over the dark purple spots on his skin, and your red lipstick that smudged most of his face. wooyoung whimpers and leans into your touch, "m-mistress, can i cum? please?" he jolted when you fiddled with his nipples, "i- ah! i really wanna cum..."

"you'll cum when i'm done showing you my love, since you don't believe me." wooyoung whines when you reapply your red lipstick, "i-i believe you...! so please, mistress let me cum!" wooyoung whimpered as he bucked his hip at nothing, precum dripping from his cock and onto his stomach as he twitched painfully.

you smack your lips and check yourself out in the mirror on your vanity for a few seconds before turning back to the boy, nearly laughing at the tears that were forming in his eyes. you got up and straddled his hips as wooyoung let out a high-pitched moan. he gripped your hip as you tutted, "ah, ah, ah. if you move even an inch, you won't get what's next."

wooyoung deflated back into the mattress as you brushed your hair back, "do i look pretty?" wooyoung's eyes sparkled as he admired your perfectly red lips, "the prettiest..." you chuckled and leaned down to peck his nose, leaving a small red lipstick print on his nose.

"can you fuck me now...?" you laughed, "yes, of course."

[potatomountain]

My Filthy Boy- part 3

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“No.”

“But-”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Only for you, love.”

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

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

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

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

So in what way was Seonghwa going to surprise you?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was enough.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes pretty?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hyung-"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Please what? Use your words pretty girl.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[lomlhwa]

mommy (j.wy)

pairing: sex worker!wooyoung x client!reader

preview: you really wanna be a mom, but you don't wanna be tied to a man. so you find a service that offers impregnation with no strings.

tags/warnings: fem reader, exhibitionism (fucking in a very not private room), bondage, mating press, so much breeding, lots of talk about making the reader a mom (of course), masochism, degrading + praise, sir kink, choking, hand kink, pet names (princess, angel, baby), wooyo tries to be professional and fails, so much dirty talk, unprotected penetration (wrap it before you tap it), creampie

trigger warnings: n/a

wc: 1.6k

song recs for this fic: i need u by bts

a/n: someone requested this but i'm not gonna put them on blast (you know who you are)

the sterile environment of the fertility clinic was nothing less than uninviting. the bright fluorescent lights were nauseating to say the least. it almost made you wanna turn around and change your mind, but the secretary spotted you before you could make a run for it. “who are you here to see, ma’am?” she asks you, pushing her glasses back up the bridge of her nose. “um, jung wooyoung.” she scrolls through her computer before finding your appointment. “ah, miss y/n. you’re his 4pm to 6pm?” she asks and you nod. she clicks her tongue before picking up the phone sitting on the desk and dialing a short set of numbers. you hear the sound of the intercom beeping before she speaks. “jung wooyoung to the lobby, please.” 

before you know it, one of the most beautiful men you’ve ever seen comes sauntering into the lobby. “you paged me, mrs. na?” she raises her hand and points at you with her bright red acrylic nail. his eyes follow her finger until he reaches you. “she’s your next client. she’s here for the all-in.” a smirk forms on his face as he turns to face you. “hello, i’m wooyoung. please follow me back to our room.” you nod and walk towards the door he entered through. “enjoy your service,” the secretary says, not even looking up from her computer. your hands tremble while holding your purse in your hands and walking down the hallway. 

wooyoung pushes open a glass door, leading to a room solely adorned with a bed and a nightstand. you spin around to find a coat stand and place your purse and sweater on one of its hooks. when you turn back around to the bed, you find wooyoung staring at you with blown pupils.”have you signed all the paperwork?” you rock back and forth on your heels as you nod. “i know that mrs. na said you’re here for the “all-in”, but i need you to verbally specify what you’re here for,” he instructs. he leans back on his palms, raising his hips slightly to adjust how he’s sitting. you curse god for the way wooyoung’s grey sweatpants sit on his body. “um, i would like to be a mother. but, i don’t have a partner, nor do i want to be tied to someone for this process. so, i guess i’m here for you to um, get me pregnant.” your voice lowers at the last part, still feeling incredibly embarrassed that this is the way you’re spending your saturday afternoon. 

wooyoung rises off of the bed and walks over to you. “you understand this is a completely professional exchange then? nothing done or said means anything?” when he runs his finger over your bottom lip, you start seriously reconsidering your decision. but it’s too late to turn back now. “i understand.” another smirk flashes over his face before he moves out of the way. “well princess, on the bed with your legs spread. i wanna see how this pretty skirt bunches at your waist.” your feet move as if they have a mind of their own, rushing to get yourself thrown on the bed. wooyoung groans at the sight of your compliant body following his every command.

he slots himself between your legs, running two fingers over your slit through your underwear. your hands move to grip his arm and he's quick to pin you down. “professional means you don’t touch.” he leans over you, grinding his hardening cock against your core as he reaches into the nightstand. he pulls out a pretty pink ribbon, waving it in your face. “i’m gonna tie your hands to the headboard since you can’t keep your hands to yourself.” before you can protest or fake promise not to do it again, your wrists are crossed and bound together. you struggle against your restraints as wooyoung ghosts his fingers down your sides, goosebumps following his path. 

“much better. i like you like this. so perfect and compliant.” you turn your head away from his dominant gaze, your cheeks heating up. he bucks his hips against yours and a small whimper escapes your lips. you bite your lip to try and suppress any further noise threatening to leave your throat. wooyoung grabs you by the jaw and forces you to face him once more before landing a hard slap across your face. “sluts don’t get to look away from the one who’s going to fuck them.” your cheek stings as wooyoung looks at you with fake pity. 

“from this point forward, you will refer to me as ‘sir’, got it?” you press your lips into a thin line before nodding. you hadn’t realized you had booked the kinkiest worker in this establishment. “words, princess.” your face flushes before you respond; “yes, sir.” a wide, toothy grin takes over his face as he leans down to kiss you. his plump lips envelop yours, pressing his entire body against yours. the kiss is a messy clash of teeth and tongue. you tug desperately against your restraints, desperate to feel more of him. you grind your hips up against him and his hands fly to your hips and slam them back down. “bad girl.” 

you whine, a frown forming on your face. wooyoung removes himself from between your legs to pull your underwear off from under your skirt. “i don’t wanna take this cute skirt off of you. i love how slutty you look in it.” he admires you for a moment, drinking in your appearance. suddenly, you realize that behind wooyoung, there’s a large window with no curtains drawn over it. your legs snap shut as someone walks by the room, despite them not even looking into the room. wooyoung clicks his tongue and shakes his head, tilting his head to the side. “everyone’s used to what happens in this room, angel. don’t get insecure now.” he grabs both of your knees and forces your legs back open. 

wooyoung pulls his sweatpants and boxers down to mid-thigh, letting his cock finally spring free. your jaw drops at the sight. you had read his profile online, and it was adorned with a bright red size warning. a company policy you assumed. but you had seriously underestimated how badly he needed the warning. “scared, baby? don’t worry, i’ll make it fit.” you shake your head, staring at him with wide eyes. “it won’t fit, it won’t,” you babble and he hushes you. “i’ve got you. your pretty cunt is gonna suck me in so perfectly. sluts know how to take dick, right?” biting your bottom lip, you stare at him with a worried expression. “y-yes, sir.” 

he brings his hand to his cock, aligning it with your entrance. your body tenses at the feeling of finally getting to what you truly came for. “i’m gonna breed you so well, princess.” his jaw falls slack as he bottoms out into you. “fuck you so full of my cum so that you have no choice but to get pregnant.” you tug so hard against the ribbon tying you down that you worry it might rip your skin open. wooyoung takes his time with the first few strokes, drinking in the way you feel and how your body reacts to him. he admires the way your eyes cross and your hips stutter every time he rolls his hips. “p-please let me t-touch you, sir,” you plead in a soft, high pitched voice. in this moment, wooyoung loses it. he reaches over you to untie your wrists, holding them in his hands. he sees how bruised you are and presses kisses to your wrists. 

your arms rest on his shoulders and you tangle your fingers in his hair. he shoves his face in your neck, panting like a dog. “i know i said this was professional, but you’re so pretty i’m already so close.” he pulls away from you and connects his hand to your throat. his long fingers wrap around your neck, squeezing just hard enough to make your vision blurry. “c-cumming oh my god, i’m gonna cum,” you manage to barely get those words out before wooyoung folds you in half and forces you into the mating press. “you’re gonna be such a good mom. you’re gonna look so pretty all swollen with my kid. oh, you clenched so hard at that, you like when i talk to you like this, don’t you? you little slut.” your legs begin to shake as he drives you over the edge, your orgasm making your vision go white. 

“just a little more baby, i’m gonna fuck you through it. i’m gonna fill you up so well.” a pout forms on your puffy lips as your body stings from overstimulation. he presses kisses all over your face as his hips stutter. finally, he releases inside you, painting your walls white. he chants praises and compliments as he empties himself out. he pulls out slowly, quick to shove two fingers into your hole to plug his cum inside. he leans down awkwardly to grab your panties and helpy ou put them back on to catch what drips out of you. 

he pulls his pants and boxers back up to his hips before speaking. “it’s now 6pm. your session is over. take a test in a month and a half to two months. call the clinic if it fails and you may be eligible for a free second session.” he presses his lips into a thin line before continuing. he reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone before handing it to you.”i’m not supposed to do this, but please give me your number.” you smile and type out your number before handing his phone back to him. 

you can see his smile as he walks out, leaving you to your own devices. you struggle a little to walk but manage eventually. the secretary gives you a knowing smile as she sees you wobble out. “have a good night, ma’am.”

© lomlhwa 2024

[shinestarhwaa]

LOVEGAME || WOOSAN

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Wooyoung x San x Fem reader

Word Count: 2.9K

Tags/Warnings: Dirty language, switch!wooyoung, switch!san, switch!reader, threesome, polyamory, established relationship, woosan!soccer boyfriends, fxm & mxm content, they're horny af, so am I, fingering, oral sex, unprotected sex, anal play, sex toys, squirting, double stuffing, cockstepping, cockslapping, spanking, mommy kink, brat taming, degrading, praise, namecalling, fingersucking

Taglist: @anyamaris @a-soft-hornytiny @whatudowhennooneseesyou @wooyoungmybelovedhusband @pyeonghongrie-main @woosanbby @dreamlesswonder86 @changbinslovelylegs @jonghostie @lovjensoo @mjyungi @bratty-tingz @sugarnspice630 @stardragongalaxy @bro-atz @wisejudgedragonhairdo @mingisg00dgirl @vesvosmozhno @therealcuppicake @unholywriters @enbymingi @jjoongstar @igbylicious

ENJOY!

"You did it!" You screamed as you ran towards your boyfriends. San was walking upfront and he immediately wrapped his arms around you before pulling Wooyoung into the hug as well. "I'm so proud, you have no idea!"

You pressed a kiss onto Wooyoung's cheek, who had just scored the winning goal. "You really saved our asses," San grinned as he ruffled Wooyoung's hair. Wooyoung giggled and flipped his non-existent long hair. "I know."

"Both of you are gonna get so lucky tonight, come home with me please?" San laughed and laid his hand on your lower back. "We have to shower darling, we're covered in sweat."

"San, I couldn't care less honestly, I just need to be filled up with cock right about now," you hissed. Wooyoung laughed and pulled you close to him. "Oh I'm not saying no to that."

Soon enough you were in Wooyoung's car, who was driving you to your house. You sat in the backseat with San, who couldn't keep his hands off of you. His hands roamed your soft thighs and he spread them apart. San's fingers trailed up your inner thigh, disappearing under your denim skirt.

"Baby, San, can't you wait until we're home? It's literally like 10 minutes away," you sighed. You saw that Wooyoung was watching the two of you through the rearview mirror, a big smirk plastered on his face and eyes full of lust. "See, you're getting Wooyoung all distracted and he's supposed to be driving."

"Wooyoung can drive just fine while I get your cunt nice and ready for us to play with tonight. You know what I can do in 10 minutes, don't you sweetheart?" San's voice was husky and full of arousal as he grunted in your ear when his hand cupped your clothed, wet pussy.

See the thing is, watching your boyfriends playing on the field always got you hot and bothered. You weren't sure if it was the jersey's, the teamwork, the calves or the fact that they had an insane amount of tension between them on the field but God, did it get you wet.

It was almost impressive that nobody knows about the polyamourous thing going on between the three of you. Some people have been suspicious, assuming San and Wooyoung are a gay couple or that you've banged them before but they didn't know it was more than that. You loved them with all your heart and the sex you're getting is just a big bonus.

San's fingers rubbed your clothed clit and you felt your wetness spreading, soaking the delicate panties Wooyoung had kindly bought you a while ago. "You're so easy aren't you? Wet in only a minute time."

"Jokes on you Choi, she's probably been soaking ever since she saw us step out on the field. Stop stroking your ego," Wooyoung said from behind the wheel. "Yeah Choi, stop stroking your ego, stroke something else," you grinned as your hand cupped his hardening cock.

San grunted as he slipped his fingers into your panties, sliding them through your wet folds. "You've got such a perfect little cunt baby, can't wait to ruin it later." "You're all talk, Sanie, who says you're ruining me later? Who says you're not begging on your knees while I step on your precious cock?"

His eyes were on fire now and he plunged two of his thick fingers into your awaiting hole. You gasped and fell forward into his embrace. San didn't ease you into it at all, taking advantage of your wetness by immediately pumping his fingers in and out of you at an inhumane pace.

"S-Sanie slow down, slow down," you cried, but San didn't care. "No baby, I'm just opening you up nicely. How else are you gonna fit our cocks in there?"

You panted and cried out his name as he kept going, ultimately finding your g-spot as he curls his fingers inside of you. San attacks your neck with countless kisses and little nibbles - a habit he's taking over from your other lover.

Before you could announce your upcoming climax he withdrew his fingers and sucked them clean as Wooyoung parked his car at your house. You panted softly and adjusted your skirt before exiting the car. The sound of your heels clicking on the concrete was like an aphrodisiac to the guys. Something about it made you feel powerful and sexy, which was probably why they enjoyed it so much as well.

You told them to follow you into the house and you ordered them to wait in the living room. They sat on the couch as you stayed in the hallway, getting rid of the miniskirt and tanktop you were wearing. You were only left in a lacy lingerie set and your heels before you entered the living room again.

The two boys were sloppily making out, cocks hardened in their jerseys. When they heard the clicking of your heels again they stopped and their mouths fell to the ground, as did Wooyoung, who immediately got on his knees. You smirked and came a little closer.

"I bet you like what you're seeing, hm?" Wooyoung nodded enthusiastically, loving the moments where you dominated them. "San, be a good boy and get on your knees beside Youngie."

San wasted no time when he heard the serious tone in your voice, taking place next to his boyfriend. "The two of you have played a very good game... So I should reward the two of you. But I think that you still need to earn it... Don't you?"

"Y-Yes, mommy, anything for you," Wooyoung breathed out. He switched easily into his submissive side, while San always needed a little more convincing. He stayed quiet for now.

"Well Wooyoung has been a good boy, to my surprise, you've been a bit naughty, my Sanie," you smirked. "Take those jerseys off boys."

The guys didn't waste any time, the football jerseys laying on the floor as they sat on their knees with their hard cocks out. "That's more like it..."

You cupped Wooyoung's cheek, pressing a kiss on his head before standing in front of San. "Now you've been naughty haven't you?" "I...I have," he mumbled. "Speak up when I talk to you," you spat. "I have," San mumbled again. You rolled your eyes as San didn't obey you to your liking.

Wooyoung looked at you with full anticipation for what was about to happen. Your eyes narrowed as you stared into San's eyes before lifting your foot up and placing it on San's cock, pressing your heel down into his shaft.

He cried out and bucked his hips upward, only hurting himself more. "You disobey me just because you like getting your cock tortured, isn't that right?" You ask San. He looks terribly embarrassed before he nodds, his eyes focussed on yours.

"Well if you want me to step on your cock and play with you, you ask me nicely, is that clear, my little whore?" You ask him. San nodds and pressed kisses over your knee and thigh. "Yes, Y/N, next time I'll ask," he sighed, still bucking up his hips.

"Well you're not getting off on my heels now, San," you said before kneeling down and taking his cock into your hand. "Wooyoung would you be a doll and help me punish our big boy?" Wooyoung smirked and nodded, scooching closer to San, sitting himself behind his boyfriend. San leaned back into Wooyoung's embrace before he yelped when you slapped his cock. "Y/N!" he cried.

You just smirked and did it again and again, making him shake, tremble and breathe heavily. "You act so big, so cool, until someone's torturing your precious cock, isn't that right? You love it, don't you?" Wooyoung whispered into his ear.

San moaned when he started to pump his shaft up and down. Wooyoung kissed the nape of his neck as you tossed your heels into the hallway and got rid of the lingerie set. San watched you undress as Wooyoung jerked him off at a quick pace, earning soft mewls and cries from him.

"You two are menaces," he grunted as he felt himself get closer to climaxing, cock twitching in Wooyoung's hand. He was feeling like putty in his lover's hands until he found the strength to escape Wooyoung's embrace.

San panted while he grabbed the both of you by your arms, taking you to your bedroom where you were both seated on your knees in front of him. "I'm done with your teasing, you're not winning from me in this game. Mouths open, now."

Wooyoung and you opened your mouths instantly. San smirked and slowly slid his cock into Wooyoung's mouth, pumping it in and out a few times before switching to your mouth. With every switch he got rougher, hitting the back of your throat and making you gag.

San laughed and thrusted harder into your mouth, making you tear up. "Who's the whore now, huh?" He scoffed. Your pussy clenched around nothing as you pressed your thighs together, looking for any kind of friction.

The taller male pulled his thick length out of your mouth again, pushing it into Wooyoung's. The younger moaned around the shaft as he started to play with his own neglected cock. You leaned down and lowered your mouth onto his leaking tip, licking it clean. Wooyoung mewled and bucked his hips up, forcing his cock into your mouth.

San threw his head back and moaned loudly when Wooyoung started to deepthroat him. You felt Wooyoung's hand in your hair, gently pushing your head down onto his dick as he kept bucking his hips up. Tears flowed down your cheeks as he did so and you could feel your pussy leaking arousal by now.

San pulled his cock out of Wooyoung's mouth and watched the scene you had going on with the younger. "Fuck, that's hot," he grunted. Wooyoung was a moaning mess, getting his cock sucked by you. Soon enough you were pulled off his cock before he could cum.

"Can I put a vibrator in your pussy?" Wooyoung asked as his tongue licked a stripe up from your left breast to your jaw. "A-a vibrator? Yeah, you can," you moaned. Wooyoung brought you to the bed and searched through the drawer of your nightstand. While Wooyoung was searching for the right toy you and San laid down, bodies colliding as you made out with him.

San's tongue slid over your bottom lip as he opened your legs, fingers finding your sensitive clit in no time. You whined when he pinched your clit before rubbing it in quick circles. "San, Sanie," you moaned his name.

"My good little slut," he grunted, rutting against your thigh. "W-who's the slut here, hm, Sanie?" "I think we established all three of us are sluts for each other, sweethearts," Wooyoung stated before joining you on the bed with a vibrator in his hand.

Wooyoung turned it on, putting it on your clit on the lowest setting. San's fingers travelled to your mouth instead, inserting two of his fingers in there. You moaned and took them into your mouth, sliding your tongue over them and wetting them nicely.

Your breath shook when Wooyoung turned the vibrator up. The buzzing sound only riled you up more and you started to grind your pussy against it, still working on San's fingers. "You're so needy, aren't you?" Wooyoung smirked as he watched you fuck yourself against the vibrator.

"Y-yes, God, it just feels so good, I'm not gonna last," you warned him. When Wooyoung heard this he turned the vibrator up to the highest setting, making you scream his name out loud, saliva running down your chin as San's fingers still laid on your tongue.

Your body was shaking and thighs were trembling as your orgasm rocked through you. Wooyoung showed no sign of stopping the vibrator, but he pushed it harder into your clit instead. Your eyes rolled back into your head when the overstimulation soon enough became too much.

"N-No, so sensitive! W-Wooyoung please! Please!" You begged him, but he did not budge. He moved the vibrator around your clit and send you right into the seventh heaven, bringing you to a second orgasm.

"Gosh, baby," San groaned as he watched Wooyoung ride out your orgasm and put away the toy, "looked so pretty squirting for us."

You looked at them in horror before noticing the grey sheets had turned into a darker shade beneath your wet pussy. "I squirted?" "Such a good and pretty pussy, doing so well," Wooyoung smirked. "God, you and your filthy mouth," you said, rolling your eyes before connecting your lips into a messy kiss.

You laid on top of wooyoung as you kept making out with him, moaning into his mouth when your pussy slid over his hard cock. "Put it in," you whined against his lips. He smirked and reached down for his cock, slowly sliding it into your pussy. When you cried out Wooyoung's name you suddenly felt a mass press against your back.

"Don't keep me out on the fun here," San said with a smirk. He stroked his rigid shaft a few times before sliding it into your pussy alongside Wooyoung's.

You let out a scream and you teared up as you felt your boyfriends completely stretch out your poor hole. You fell on Wooyoung's chest and panted out when both of them slowly started to move their cocks in and out of you.

"Such a good girl, you're gonna let us fuck you like this right? Fill you up nicely like the beautiful cumdump you are, pretty little slut," San hissed in your ear. "O-oh my God, please," you begged. It hurt like hell but the pain mixes with the immense pleasure soon enough, taking over your brain.

When they start to rut into you, your eyes roll back and you can't stop moaning out. You're not the only one having a tough time though. San was hissing and huffing in your ear while Wooyoung grunted as he fucked up into you. Sweat collected on your bodies, moans filled the room and the bed was shaking and holding on for dear lord.

"T-too much, too much," you cried out when the pace got picked up again. You reached behind you to pat San, to show him it truly was becoming too much. He slowly slipped out of your cunt and made you sit up on Wooyoung's cock.

It was stretched so well now you easily slid up and down his shaft. "Wooyoung, oh god Woo!" You cried as you bounced on him. San spread Wooyoung's legs and played around with his hole lightly, earning some whines from him. It only took a few more thrusts until Wooyoung announced his orgasm, hips bucking up and muscles spasming as he released inside of you.

Before you could even process Wooyoung's climax you were pulled off him and pushed down onto the matrass. San slid into you from behind and started to pound you hard and deep.

"This is for slapping and stepping on my fucking cock babygirl," he grunted in your ear before absolutely losing his temper, jackhammering his shaft inside of you. You cried and screamed his name, all muffled by the pillow your face was burried in.

Soon, San started to moan, chasing his own orgasm which he reached within seconds. He spurted his seeds into your awaiting cunt, which was clenching and spasming around him.

He slipped out of you and turned you around to let you breathe for a bit. "So, you each got your fill, can I cum now?" You asked when you gained your breath again. "How do you wanna cum?" Asked Wooyoung, who also came back to life after his intense orgasm.

"Eat my pussy, both of you... Both of you between my legs, now," you sighed. The two boys wasted no time, laying between your spread legs, watching the mess they made of your sopping cunt.

San teased your pussy with some kitten licks, tasting the mixture of his and Wooyoung's semen on his tongue. Then Wooyoung joined in, flicking his tongue on your clit repeatedly. "O-oh that's it, yes, there," you moaned when Wooyoung sucked at it. San moved up slightly, attacking your clit right next to Wooyoung.

Their tongues started to swirl together, tasting your pussy while also tasting each other. You ran your hand through your hair and moaned out when their tongues moved faster alongside your clit, turning up the stimulation.

"Baby, oh God, I'm so close, lick it baby, just like that, use it, use it, Fuck!"

A wave of pleasure overruled your body and you climaxed on their tongues, arousal and cum dripping out of your hole into their mouths. Wooyoung cleaned your pussy up while San licked the slick off your thighs and ass.

"Look at that," San smirked, "all nice and clean again."

You were so fucked out after your orgasm you could barely react to them. Wooyoung grinned and gave San a kiss on the lips. "You were rough on her." "She was teasing me, that's what she gets. That's my love game," he laughed. "You're a menace," you mumbled, pulling both of them close, "love game, my ass."

"Your ass gets a turn next time."

[holybibly]

Mommy I hate to be a bother but can you give me and the other bunnies a shorty of this naughty thought https://www.tumblr.com/holybibly/756656577787936768/did-the-bunnies-miss-me-have-you-been-obedient?source=share

I can't stop thinking about so please I'll even be a good bunny for you🥺🥺

Mmm, bunny, just because I love you so much. Here's a little teaser of what will soon be a full-length work, because I can't get these thoughts out of my head either.

Unholy hour of the day, my sugar fuzzies: Alpha Mommy Hwa gives his greedy wolf cubs a lesson they won't soon forget.

You were hot, too hot for you to handle; your whole body was on fire and tingling like you were in heat, and you had the feeling you could feel Seonghwa with every cell of your body. Your long velour ears were twitching slightly, and your cheeks were wet with the tears and drool that Seonghwa's long tongue had left behind as he licked the tears from your warm, flushed skin.

Your slutty bunny nature was singing with pleasure as you basked in the amount of attention that the Alpha was giving you at that very moment. You could taste the thick, rich taste of his sickly-sweet pheromones on your tongue and the wet feel of his tongue on your skin, his rough, possessive fingers digging into your flesh until it was bruised and bloodied. But it only made you more needy, your sticky, sweet slime pouring out of your hole like a waterfall, filling the whole room with the fertile, creamy scent of peaches and cream.

The rational part of you was still resisting, fighting against your strong instinct for self-preservation and morality, telling you to squeeze your legs together and cover your slutty, needy cunt. But the velvety purring of the head alpha behind your back and the pathetic whimpering of San and Wooyoung at your feet plunged you deeper and deeper into the lustful depths of pleasure, making your thoughts of virtue and modesty melt away.

The whole situation was Woosan's fault. When those seductive wolf pups invited you to play this morning, you never imagined you would end up like this—on Seonghwa's lap, wrapped in one of his luxurious fur coats and covered in jewellery from head to toe, while his huge, thick alpha-cock stretched your tiny pink cunt until it almost hurt. You writhed and cried in his arms, begging him to fuck you and satisfy your hunger and need, but your mommy was merciless, torturing you for hours on end, and not just you, if Wooyoung and San's red, painfully hard cocks pressed tightly against their tense, stained, and glistening with pre-sperm stomachs were any indication. 

The viscous, clear liquid was trickling down between the reliefs of their abdominal muscles and dripping onto the floor, collecting in puddles of liquid lust between their spread thighs. And you thought for a second that maybe when it was all over, the main Alpha would make them clean up the mess with their tongues. While he will sadistically watch the wolf pups lapping up their own cooled sperm. Sometimes your mommy was very sophisticated when it came to punishing, but even that didn't stop any one of the wolves from trying to stick his dick in you up to balls. 

Maybe none of this would have happened if San and Wooyoung had just fucked you or licked your pussy like they usually liked to do, but their inner instincts urged them to mate you, to make you their own. And now they were paying for their greed, fucking the air and coming dry while Seonghwa rolled your pussy on his huge cock and made them watch.

Part of you even felt sorry for them, their pretty faces covered by heavy silver snout muzzles, tight leather collars wrapped around their necks, and at the base of their dicks, the beautiful metal rings that kept their knots from swelling were glistening. 

You scream, a shiver running through your entire body as the thick head of your Alpha's cock nuzzles the edge of your cervix, thanks to a particularly deep thrust. Oh God... The memories of how Mingi, Hongjoong, and Seonghwa rearranged your insides two nights ago, how they literally fucked you to the brink, come flooding back into your mind, and a new load of thick, sugary mucus spurts out of your hole. Seonghwa had been especially kind to the huge, passionate wolf that night, letting him have his way with you, but after Mingi and that daddy had fucked you almost to the point of unconsciousness. The head Alpha took you again, tied you up with his knot, and fucked you at a brutal animal pace, folding you in half so that your legs were pressed against the sides of your head.

Your mommy had fucked you countless times—in the morning, in the afternoon, in the evening, at night—pulling you onto his cock like a glove, but you still couldn't get used to the size of it. It felt like his cock was getting bigger with each session, more veins showing on the heavy velvety length and his thick knot practically tearing you in half as he fucked you like an animal. Stuffing you with his cock and pouring so much cum into you that your belly swelled like you were in the early stages of pregnancy.

Seonghwa's appetite for you was insatiable. Everyone in the house, including Hongjoong, had to remember that you belonged to him and only to him. And if the sore, raw, never-healing bite on your neck wasn't enough to make everyone understand that, Seonghwa would always give them an object lesson.

The Alpha's fur coat was too heavy for you to carry, but Seonghwa had recently taken to dressing you up in it. Naked in his luxurious coat and draped in tonnes of jewellery was his favourite look on you. At the moment, you had a diamond collar around your neck that clearly indicated who you belonged to; it was restricting your breathing almost as much as the Alpha's long, skilled tongue in your throat.

A pathetic wail caused Seonghwa to tear his lips away from yours and turn his attention to the moaning, writhing mess at your feet. San and Wooyoung were tense to the breaking point. You could see their muscles twitching and contracting beneath their golden, sweat-soaked skin, their tongues tracing the metal bars of their muzzles, and the veins in their necks bulging as the Alpha tightened their leashes.

"Have a look at the pretty cunt my little sugar thing has." Hwa purred softly, sliding his hand down your body until his long fingers parted your labia as he exposed your tiny hole stretched around his cock to the greedy, dark gaze of the wolf pups. The soft, wet edge of your entrance clung to Seonghwa's knot with every deep thrust he gave it.

"A-a-alpha, please..." You whine, clutching your hand to Seonghwa's wrist as he continues to hold your pussy open and vulnerable.

The deep, dark growl of the wolf pups echoes with the smug, dark laughter of the alpha leader, and you instinctively cringe at the terrifying, vibrating sound that shakes San and Wooyoung's chests as they bare their sharp teeth and dig their claws into the dark parquet, leaving long, jagged stripes on the expensive wood.

His fingers release your labia, only to slap the palm of his hand hard against your clit, causing you to squeal and squirt around his cock. The walls of your pussyclench together to hold Seonghwa's hot, smooth length inside of you, and copious amounts of clear liquid spurt out of your hole onto the floor as he continues to slide in and out.

"All this is mine." Seonghwa growls in a low voice, his mouth sinking into the raw bite on your neck, only to suckle it roughly.

Another growl is elicited from San and Wooyoung, and the Alpha licks your skin one last time before he turns his attention to the cubs.

"Impatient, greedy bastards." Hwa's long fingers tangle in Wooyoung's silky, two-toned hair, squeezing and pulling his face down on your pussy with great force, almost burying his pretty face in your folds, but the snout prevents Woo from getting what he craves so much. His luxurious, fluffy tail whips out behind him as he smells the rich scent of your slick, and he moans loudly, his whole body shaking as if he has a fever. The need to fuck you, to breed you, to fill you with his cum until your pussy is warm and saturated with all his cum drives him literally crazy. He arched his back to press himself even closer to you, even though Seonghwa's cock was still deep inside you, so deep that Wooyoung could see it bulging out on your stomach.

San's no better, rolling his hips and fucking the air, hoping for relief; his sharp cat eyes focused on you, catching your every reaction like his life depended on it. And when streams of milk start running down your body, flowing freely from your breasts, his tongue hangs from his mouth, and his breathing becomes laboured.

"Mmm, Sannie, you want to have a feel of our little fluff too, don't you? Come here." Seonghwa grumbles and yanks hard on San's leash until there is another adorable face right next to your cunt. Your mommy's fingers slide between your folds again, rubbing the sticky slime all over your pussy, and then he brings his dirty fingers to your mouth, and you obediently open your lips for him, allowing him to push them into your mouth.

Another moan, mixed with a growl, escapes from Wooyoung and San at the sight of your little tongue swirling around those long, slippery appendages, and the main Alpha moans in satisfaction.

"Look how desperate you are; you want to try it too, don't you? You want to eat MY bunny's sweet, sticky snatch, don't you?" The wolf cubs nod their heads in desperation, their muzzles almost bumping into each other. "You'd have to do better than that if you want me to let you do that, you little bitches. For now, all you can do is sit back and enjoy the show."

[mint-yooxgi]

Kinktober 2024 Mini Masterlist

Note: All of these drabbles are under the premise that all parties involved are consenting to the actions held within them, and are part of established relationships.

To be posted in order starting October 1st:

Day 1

Yandere!Dragon!Mingi + Somnophilia

Day 2

Yandere!Alien!Junmyeon + Oral Fixation

Day 3

Yandere!Trickster!Seokmin + Predator/Prey & Asphyxiation

Day 4

Yandere!Siren!Wooyoung + Size & Orgasm Denial

Day 5

Yandere!Moon God!Soobin + Somnophilia & Praise

Day 6

Angel!San + Body Worship & Possession

Day 7

Yandere!Fae King!Seonghwa + Queen & Praise

Day 8

Yandere!Vampire!Jinki + Blood & Oral Fixation

Day 9

Yandere!Hybrid!Hongjoong + Predator/Prey & Marking

Day 10

Tiger Hybrid!Soonyoung + JOI & Masturbation

Day 11

Heretic!Yunho + Thigh Riding & Sensory Depravation

Day 12

Yandere!Demon!Kun + Oral Fixation

Day 13

Demigod!Jongho + Praise & Possession

Day 14

Yandere!Kitsune!Yuta + Bondage & Overstimulation

Day 15

Yandere!Siren!Yeosang + Predator/Prey & Body Worship

Day 16

Vampire!San - Cockwarming & Blood

Day 17

Yandere!Bodyguard!Choi Minho + Biting & Oral Fixation

Day 18

Naga!Seonghwa + Asphyxiation & Predator/Prey

Day 19

Yandere!Fallen Angel!Yunho + Possession & Size

Day 20

Yandere!Siren!Hongjoong + Biting & Oral Fixation

Day 21

Yandere!Fae!Taemin + Overstimulation & Somnophilia

Day 22

Incubus!Wooyoung + Mommy & Cockwarming

Day 23

Vampire!Jongho + Predator/Prey & Marking

Day 24

Yandere!Eros!Jongin + Possession & Body Worship

Day 25

Yandere!Dragon!Mingyu + Size & Overstimulation

Day 26

Tiefling!Yunho + Predator/Prey

Day 27

Bunny Hybrid!Soobin + Mommy & Breeding

Day 28

Yandere!Trickster!Hongjoong + Body Worship & Somnophilia

Day 29

Demon!Seungcheol + Knife & Asphyxiation

Day 30

Yandere!Fallen Angel!Seonghwa + Somnophilia & Body Worship

Day 31

Yandere!Balrog!Mingi + Queen & Marking