#scoups suggestive

[multi-kpop-fanfics]

tw: suggestive, illegal businesses, gang!AU, rich kid!Chan, smoking, mentions of weapons and shady deals, cursing, slight manhandling, Wonwoo is mean as fuck (and a tad bit violent), Chan is kinda.....fruity, inspired by this tweet

"He's such a fucking brat, I swear to God."

"I am not going to deal with his attitude anymore, I need to protect whatever sanity I have left!"

Seungcheol rubs his temples in annoyance as he listens to the complaints of his subordinates, anger bubbling dangerously in his chest.

"Do any of you realize that this is the goddamn son of the corporate head of Lee enterprises?" The leader grits his teeth, "If we get him to speak, it's game over for these fuckers."

"Boss, he's insufferable!" Mingyu protests, "There's no fucking way he'll speak!"

"I second that." Vernon supports the previous statement.

"Let me try, then."

The three men turn their attention to the only person who remained silent this whole time - Wonwoo.

"What makes you think you can get him to talk?" Mingyu raises a questioning eyebrow.

"I have my ways," Wonwoo puffs out a cloud of smoke, tapping the cigarette with his pointer finger.

"Go ahead then," Seungcheol speaks and Wonwoo walks towards the other room.

"Jeon."

"What now?"

"The gun. Leave it here."

"....Fine." Wonwoo sighs and takes out his weapon from behind his back, putting it on the small table.

"You better not get too rough with him, bro." Vernon warns.

"No promises."

"Oh my God, y'all are so fucking funny!" Chan wheezes from his chair, his pearly whites flashing under the dingy lamp.

Wonwoo takes a drag from his cigarette, silently watching the young man laughing his heart out and making fun of his fellow gangsters.

"Like, the other two were so quick to run with their tails between their legs, soooo easy to annoy them!"

Wonwoo takes another drag from the cigarette.

"You're way too silent though, sitting there all cool and scary looking with your cig," the younger man cranes his neck, hands fiddling with the ties around his wrists.

Wonwoo throws his cigarette on the ground, snuffing it out under his boot and he gets up from the chair, walking towards the captive.

"Oh so you actually can react- Whoa!" Chan yells when Wonwoo flattens the sole of his boot on his chest, kicking him down on the ground with a loud thud.

"What the fu-"

"You had your fun, pretty boy," Wonwoo licks his bottom lip, "Now you better start talking about your daddy's dirty dealings - before you get into more trouble."

"Ooh, so tough and scary," Chan chuckles, but it's short-lived, as he feels a sharp sting on the back of his head.

"You don't want to mess with my temper, kid." Wonwoo glares at the rich kid, one hand deeply rooted into his blue hair, the other fisting his silk necktie.

"That just makes me wanna mess around with you, big guy."

The older man pulls the tie harder than before and slots his thigh between Chan's legs, completely overpowering him.

"Oh, you're really tough and scary!"

"You're so fucking lucky I didn't bring my gun with me, boy." Wonwoo growls, voice dropping several octaves, "Otherwise things would have gotten really tough and scary."

The last sentence sends a chill down Chan's spine and straight between his legs. No one has ever treated him so...lowly.

And it turns him on beyond comprehension.

"That...was so fucking hot," Chan admits with a loud exhale, feeling his dress pants tighten around his crotch, "What's your name, hot guy?"

"Does it matter?"

"It matters to me!"

"Wonwoo."

"H-Huh?"

"My fucking name, you idiot," Wonwoo clicks his tongue in annoyance.

"Mmm, hot name for a hot guy like you." Chan flashes a sultry grin.

"Stop fucking around, kid." The gangster grips the collar of the boy's shirt, accidentally ripping the top two buttons open.

"Take it easy now, will ya?"

"I'm not your fucking daddy, you rich little bitchboy," Wonwoo grips Chan's jaw, "So start talking before I bruise up your pretty face."

"No need for that, Wonwoo."

"Oh?"

"I'll just spit up everything I know!"

"What's with the sudden change of heart?"

"Just hoping to strike a good deal with you."

"Do you really think you're in a place to strike deals?"

"For the info I can provide? Definitely."

Wonwoo stops for a few seconds and he pulls Chan back up, the chair he's tied to back in its previous stance.

"Start speaking up."

"I didn't even say my terms!"

"Have you even thought of any?"

"Well...." Chan licks his lips seductively.

"I can definitely think of a few things."

[multi-kpop-fanfics]

[20:34] boyfriend!Seungcheol x fem!reader, fluff, suggestive, making out, sunset-gazing(?)

Your eyes were enraptured by the beauty of the sunset, the reddish and golden hues of the sky creating a symphony of tranquility, covering the island of Santorini.

"Beautiful, isn't it?", you hear your boyfriend comment behind you, as he comes up to you, wrapping his hands around your waist. "It's so fascinating, you were so right about Santorini, Cheol", you smile. "Only the best for my girl", he grins. "Although, there is something even more beautiful than the sunset", he turns you around and you wrap your hands around his neck, mindlessly dancing on the balcony of your room.

"Oh? And what could that be?", you ask with a playful tone, already knowing the answer. "Do you want me to say it or show you?", he wiggles his eyebrow suggestively and you smirk, before closing the gap between your lips. Seungcheol's lips move slowly against yours, as he drags his tongue on your bottom lip excruciatingly slow. The kiss deepens faster than you expected and you soon find yourself pulling away, gasping for air.

You take the chance to admire the way the setting sunlight falls on his features, his brown eyes gaining a honey hue, his cheekbones looking sharper and his saliva- coated lips glistening. A soft, golden tone engulfs his porcelain skin and your eyes trail on the exposed skin of his chest.

"You're so gorgeous, Y/N", Seungcheol caresses your cheek and you lean into his touch. "A masterpiece, all mine to savor", he whispers and he lifts you off the ground, guiding you towards the bed, carefully laying you down. His lips are immediately on your soft skin, the discreet citrusy fragance of your lotion driving him insane, peppering you with wet, fleeting kisses.

Your hands undo the zipper of his overshirt, revealing his toned upper body. You can't stop yourself from running your hands over his pecs, but Seungcheol does, by taking your hands in yours, kissing your fingertips.

"Lay down, baby, let me worship you like the goddess you are".

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Author's note: Cheol's solo photoshoot murdered me in cold blood :")

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