#seo seongun x reader

[koiiiji]

canonical event

[wannaeatramyeon]

Gun Park, Samuel Seo x Reader: Infidelity

G/N. Angst. Requested by Anon. Masterlists

"I know."

You had wanted your tone to be calm. Even with the shit storm brewing you wanted to be cool and collected. A final fuck you to show that he didn't affect you.

But your voice also betrays you and cracks.

His face is bemused and you want to scream. "What do you know?" He asks.

All pretence is gone. The tears fall and your nose burns.

"You fucking asshole,” you hiss, “I saw you with my own fucking eyes!"

.

.

Gun raises an eyebrow at your words "If you thought I was yours, that is your mistake."

"What?" Your stomach drops, lurches; you think you're going to throw up.

"I am not yours. You do not have any claim to me. What I do is of no concern to you."

"Wh-what?" You repeat like a fool, feeling like you have been doused with a bucket of ice cold water.

Never did you expect this conversation to go the way it is.

You imagined some excuse falling from his mouth, denial, maybe just acceptance for his wrongdoing. For hours you had fretted and waited in anger for his arrival, questions running through your mind - wondering if they had merely kissed or did he fuck them on his bed like he fucks you, do they writhe around in his lap like you do, does he suckle at their neck leaving blatant marks and if their skin bruises as easily as yours does, does he caress their knuckles softly then tenderly kiss each finger as he does you?

Yet you never imagined-

"Since you have such a problem, it seems this arrangement has come to a natural end."

Gun loosens his tie and undoes the top buttons of his shirt. He doesn't look in your direction.

I've opened my life to you, you want to scream. I've spent night after night lying next to you. And you tell me this is a mistake?

None of those words come. All you can bear to do is plead his name as the last shreds of dignity slip through your fingers.

"I'm going for a shower," he strides off and you wonder if he's trying to clean himself of this situation. Of your attachment. Of you.

If you apologised and swallowed your pride and agreed it was just a misunderstanding, would he walk back what he said? If you dropped to your knees and asked him to just pretend this didn't happen, could you go back to how it was?

But-

Could you bring yourself to do that? Could you live with yourself if you did that?

This isn't how it was meant to go at all. This conversation, this entire relationship, this nightmare of an arrangement.

You thought you had saw something in his cold black eyes. The way he calls your name, the way he holds you, his touch trailing your skin, exploring every inch of you. The words he murmurs into your ears, the soft smile he sends your way, the chuckles you pull from him and his fingers intertwined with yours. 

It is your own fault for tangling with Gun Park, a cruel enigma, a heartless monster. For falling into his bed, into his arms. For falling, and having your heart shattered.

You feel your own tears choke you as you're left alone.

Only the pitter-patter of the shower echoing keeps you company as Gun Park washes all traces of you away.

.

.

"And? I don't see what you're so mad about," Samuel sneers.

He dismisses the pang in his chest at seeing your tears and face scrunched up in anger.

Forces his face to remain blank as you snarl and screech, punctuated by heartbreaking sobs between furious words.

I don't need you, he tells himself. I don't want you, he thinks, desperately trying to convince himself.

He had approached, dead eyed, the stranger at the bar. Fell into bed with them with little effort, and ignored the way they felt nothing like you, smelt nothing like you.

How being with them is nothing nothing nothing.

Because having nothing is better than giving something. Better than letting someone have a part of him. It would be a weakness, a vulnerability.

Samuel couldn't do it. He had stood on the precipice, preparing for a leap of faith and found his own fears and shortcomings rooting his ankles to the ground.

You would be- you are a hindrance.

Maybe if he wasn’t already spiralling, he could have gone about this kinder. But each time you looked at him like he was everything and he felt his heart softening, he wanted to die.

Why me? He wants to shake some sense into you. What is wrong with you? Why are you so fucked in the head that you want to stay?

He didn't ask any of this. Instead he sought out another body in a misguided attempt to prove that he's right. That nothing really is better than something, and now he takes your rage and despondency because that, in his warped mind, is better than the alternative.

Eventually, when your voice grows raspy and you have no more tears to shed, you ask Samuel if he has anything, anything at all to say.

He stays tightlipped and silent. He refuses to look at your face, to see the hurt and despair in your eyes.

I don't need you, he tells himself when you hiss fuck you for the final time.

Later, in the dead of night as he lies alone in his bed, your scent lingering around him but your presence, your sweet smile, your tender gaze long gone-

I don't deserve you, he tells himself.

[anticapitalistclown]

Hi my fav writer can you made lookism men meet the far S/O parents the first time?

hi! sure! <3

Lookism men meeting their s/o parents for the first time

He makes a really great impression even from the start, once they see him standing on the doorway they look at him with good eyes, the meeting goes really well, he's so respectful, your parents take a soft spot for him.

Daniel, Jay, Jichang, James

At first, your parents were doubtful to let their guards down, yet once he got the chance to show his charms, your parents completely warmed to him, during the stay he would set up the table, wash the dishes (he would gossip with your mom)

Jake, Jaegyeon, Jibeom, Goo, Sinu, Zack, Jace

Your parents were not exactly pleased to see that type of man coming along with their child, he was so serious it kinda looked like he was rude, yet, as the meeting progressed, your parents understood he was reserved rather than rude. Some little gestures coming from him like serving a drink to your father, holding the chair for you to sit, stopping your mother to bend from catching something from the floor and doing it he instead... Those gestures made them accept him - your father especially, the two of them would enjoy each other companies with respect, and silence.

Taesoo, Warren, Jihan, Jerry, Hudson, Gun, Johan, Samuel

At first, they were taken aback, yet it didn't last long for him to show his most pure side, it made your parents melt. They enjoyed his company, especially your father, he was happy about the fact that you brought a gentle soul yet capable to protect you from any danger.

Vasco, Jibeom, Daniel, Zack, Lineman, Eli

He showed so much respect from the start that your parents didn't even have the chance to judge him, yet, on that same night you will receive a text from them telling you to be careful about that guy you're dating.

Eugene, Goo, Samuel, James

You could see from your parents expressions that they didn't like him at all. But don't worry, after a few more meetings they will show more empathy towards him and even accept him. (bonus if you have siblings, they adore him sm that helped you convince your parents).

Vin Jin, Koji, Sinu, Ryuhei, Jake, Eli

They ground you for even thinking about dating that guy

Gitae, Gun, Geongseob, Ryuhei, Olly

[vynnyll]

Boyfriend material (ft. Samuel Seo)

Other characters in this series: Jake Kim | Gun Park | Goo Kim

— Featured: Samuel Seo x fem!reader — T.W: none

✮ Would like to hear your praises, although he won't admit it.

✮ Man of gift-giving. Would shower you with every luxurious item you want (even every single color of a bag).

✮ Would want you to be dependent on him.

✮ Would love it when he knows that you talk about him with pride to your friends.

✮ Acts-of-service type of man. Would say no if you ask him to do something for you but will actually plan to do it perfectly, even better than you expected.

✮ Would take you out to fancy restaurants on every date.

✮ A classic tsundere. Rarely shows affection in public, except for holding your hand - the simplest way to let everyone know you're a couple. Despite this, he cares about you a lot.

✮ Would appreciate anything you do for him.

✮ Would think that his cologne smells better when it is worn by you.

✮ Would love to sit you on his lap and sniff the scent of your hair.

✮ Would find you attractive when you wear only his hoodie.

✮ Would leave love bites/hickeys on you.

✮ Wouldn't be able to spend time with you 24/7 (because he is busy af) but will make sure to make it up to you properly once he has free time.

✮ Wouldn't be the one to seek out the other's touch first, but once you approach him, he'll become the dominant one.

✮ Wouldn't let anyone bully you, because anyone who dares to lay a finger on you will be beaten until their last breath.

✮ Wouldn't let you walk alone at late hours.

✮ Wouldn't say sorry even when he knows he's wrong. Basically just use the silent treatment with you and let you soothe him.

[trueebeauty]

hellooooo 💟 if you don't mind, can i have a Sam x reader where you extremely sick and always seek for his affection by hugging him, crawling on his back like a koala, etc., although he acts like he is being annoyed, he actually hugs you back and carries you around the house 💕 (i don't know if i'm babying him too much, lol but please lemme live in my delusion that he is always a big softie baby when it comes to his s/o 😂)

thank you and enjoy your day 💝

-🐼 anon

SICK - samuel seo

- notes ; sorry this was in my drafts for a while T-T

You're curled up on the couch, a fortress of tissues surrounding you. Your head throbs, your throat burns, and every muscle aches.

Being sick is the worst, but having Samuel taking care of you almost makes up for it.

"Sammy," you croak, reaching out with grabby hands. He's in the kitchen, probably making you soup or tea.

He pokes his head around the corner, eyebrows raised. "What now?"

You pout, lower lip trembling. It's partly the fever, partly for effect. "I need hugs."

Samuel sighs dramatically, but he's already moving towards you. "You're going to get me sick too, you know."

"Then we can be sick together," you mumble, pulling him down. He lands with an 'oof', and you immediately drape yourself over him, arms around his waist, face buried in his chest.

"You're so clingy," he grumbles, but his fingers are combing through your hair, soothing the ache in your head.

After a while, he shifts. "I need to get your medicine."

"No," you whine, clinging tighter.

"It'll just take a second," Samuel insists, trying to pry your arms off.

You shake your head, wrapping your legs around him too. "Don't go."

"You're impossible," he huffs. "I'll be right back, shortass. You need your meds."

But you just pout harder, burying your face in his neck. Samuel lets out a long-suffering sigh. "Fine."

He stands up, and you expect him to detach you. Instead, he hoists you up, your legs automatically wrapping around his waist. "Hold on tight."

He carries you to the bathroom, one hand supporting your back while the other rummages through the medicine cabinet. "See? I told you it wouldn't take long."

You just hum contentedly, nuzzling into his shoulder.

Then he carries you back to the kitchen, gently setting you on the countertop. Your legs dangle, and you whimper at the loss of his warmth.

"Oh, hush," Samuel murmurs, his gruff tone betrayed by the softness in his eyes. He ladles soup into a bowl, then brings it and your pills over. "Open up, baby. Medicine first."

You make a face but obediently take the pills. Then he spoon-feeds you the soup, blowing on each spoonful to cool it. "There we go. Not so hard, right?"

You nod sleepily, the warmth of the soup and the effect of the medicine making your eyelids heavy. You reach out for him. "Bed, Sammy. Please?"

He gives you a look, somewhere between exasperated and fond. "You literally just got here. And you haven't finished your soup."

But you're already slumping forward, forehead resting on his chest. "Sleepy," you mumble.

"Unbelievable," Samuel mutters, but he's already scooping you up. He carries you to the bedroom, laying you down gently.

As he pulls the covers over you, you catch a smile on his lips, a real one, not his usual smirk.

[ay4tou]

when the time comes | samuel seo x reader

summary: you rush home just to find samuel bloodied, his calm only fueling your anger. as he makes a promise you’re unsure you can trust, you wonder how long you can wait for him to choose between this life and you.

tw: mentions of blood (and samuel idk he just seems like a whole trigger warning)

author's note: it's my first time writing samuel i'm not sure if i made him nonchalant or just a bitch

i kinda want to make a part two of this.... and i may or may not plan it to be smut 👀 | masterlist

The door to the apartment creaked open, revealing Samuel leaning heavily against the frame. His shirt was torn and bloodstained, knuckles were bruised and swollen, an evidence of a fight that had gone far longer than it should have.

He stepped inside, letting the door swing shut behind him, and trudged toward the bathroom without turning on the lights. He barely glanced at his reflection as he grabbed a towel to clean himself up.

Your phone call interrupted the silence. His phone buzzed insistently on the counter, your name lighting up the screen. He sighed and answered, pressing the phone to his ear.

“Yeah? What's up?” His tone was casual, as if you were just calling to ask what he wanted for dinner.

“Samuel?” Your voice was sharp. “You home?”

“Mm-hm.”

Something in his tone set you on edge. “Are you okay? You sound… off.”

“I’m fine, no need to worry.” he said, brushing the question off like a fly on his shoulder.

“Fine?” you repeated. “Hey, fine doesn’t sound like this. What’s going on?”

“Nothing you need to worry about,” he replied.

That was all you needed to hear. “I’m on my way.”

“You really don’t have t-"

But the line had already gone dead. He set the phone back on the counter and returned to dabbing at his wounds, muttering to himself,

"Guess that's happening."

“Are you kidding me, Samuel?” you snapped, storming over to him. “What the hell happened to you?”

He looked up at you, completely unfazed by your outburst. “Long day.” he said simply, as if that explained everything.

“...Long day?” you echoed in disbelief. “You’re covered in blood!”

He shrugged. “Most of it’s not mine.”

The way he said it so casually made your blood boil.

“Do you even hear yourself right now? You look like you walked out of a war zone, and you’re just sitting there like it’s nothing!”

“It’s not nothing,” he said, leaning back against the cushions with a faint wince. “But it’s not worth freaking out over, either. I’m still here, aren’t I?”

You crossed your arms, glaring down at him. “You’re impossible, you know that?”

He smirked faintly, raising an eyebrow. “You love it.”

“No, I tolerate it,” you shot back, grabbing the first-aid kit. “And only because I don’t have a choice.”

You knelt beside him, your hands moving with practiced precision as you cleaned his wounds. Despite your anger, you couldn’t stop the worry gnawing at your chest. “You can’t keep doing this, Samuel. You know that.” you said quietly.

He sighs. “Yeah, yeah, I know.” he replied, his tone annoyingly nonchalant.

“Do you?” you snapped, glaring up at him. “Because it sure doesn’t seem like it.”

His smirk softened, but his eyes stayed steady. “I do. But I’ve got my reasons.”

“Yeah? And what are those?”

He shrugged again. “Unfinished business.”

“Ugh. That’s not an answer,” you said, sitting back on your heels.

“It’s the best one I’ve got for now.”

You shook your head, frustration bubbling to the surface. “Fine, keep your secrets. But this can’t go on forever, Samuel. Sooner or later, you’re going to have to make a choice.”

His smirk reappeared, but it seemed gentler. “When the time comes, I’ll stop.”

“You’ve said that before.”

“And I’ll mean it every time,” he replied. “When the time comes, I’ll marry you. And when I do, it’ll be over.”

You stared at him, torn between anger and disbelief. “You’re unbelievable.”

“That's just me.” he said with a lazy grin, his tone almost teasing.

You stood up, shaking your head but refusing to let him see the small smile threatening to break through. “But if you think I’m just going to patch you up every time you come home looking like this, you’ve got another thing coming.”

“Sure you will.” he said, leaning back with a satisfied sigh.

And damn it, you both knew he was right.

[doumas-whore]

MIDNIGHT SKYLINE

IT’S FINALLY HERE AFTER MONTHS IN MY DRAFTS 🙏 thank you all for being soooo patient with me

Samuel Seo/Seo Seonggun x reader

Angst. GN. Reader is insecure, Samuel is insecure, EVERYONE HATES THEMSELVES 😭🙏

🍊🌻🧡⭐️

You stood there, alone in your shared bedroom. Samuel hadn’t come home the night before, so you had no choice but to prepare for the Gala alone. Dressed to the nines in the expensive outfit that your boyfriend bought for you, you started at your reflection dismally.

You traced the contours of your face, the designer bracelet on your wrist glistens in the rising sun. You stare for a second, brows furrowed as a frown begins to form on your lips.

‘Why me?’ you thought to yourself. ‘I don’t deserve things like this.’

You struggle for a moment before managing to unclasp the bracelet and placing it back in your jewelry box. You dug around for something less extravagant, opting for a simple silver-plated chain, which matched your necklace. You knew that Samuel didn’t like when you wore it, he thought it was too simple, unrefined.

After putting it on, you paused. Oddly enough, you felt guilty. Maybe it’s because you weren’t wearing his gift. Maybe it’s because you knew that you weren’t good enough for a man like him. You saw how his eyes wandered, always on someone prettier, skinnier, or smarter. He never said anything, and yet you had always felt inferior.

You shake your head to snap yourself out of these thoughts, but that looming feeling of imperfection would stay with you for the rest of your night.

The phone rang and your eyes lit up, hoping it was Samuel. Your smile dropped instantly when you realized it was just his chauffeur.

“Hello, Y/N speaking,” You said politely, already knowing that he was just calling to pick you up.

“Hello L/N, I’m outside now,” He said curtly. “We’ll be stopping to pick up Mr. Seo on the way, so please try to hurry.”

“Alright,” You said before hanging up.

You’ve been ready for a while, so it wasn’t like you had to hold up the operation. You slip out of the penthouse, making sure you had everything before locking the doors. Once the elevator was on the first floor, you greeted the staff in the lobby with a smile before making your way to the car.

“Hello.”

“Hi.”

The rest of the ride was silent. You fidgeted with your necklaces, even after the vehicle had come to a stop outside of a nondescript skyscraper. Within minutes, Samuel had taken his spot beside you. You wanted to speak, but you didn’t have it in you. Minutes passed before he broke the silence

“You’re not wearing the bracelet I got for you,” He said softly, holding your wrist at eye level.

“It was too much,” You responded meekly.

“How so?” He asked, quirking a brow skeptically.

“Samuel, that bracelet costs twice my mother’s rent, of course I can’t wear it,” you said, breaking eye contact for good.

He didn’t say anything, he just stared.

You wanted to apologize, but you couldn’t find the words,so instead you just sat there, occasionally stealing glances, just to see him on his phone.

The car halted again, signaling that you had reached your destination. You watched as Samuel tweaked his appearance slightly

“Sammy, baby,” The words leave your mouth before you can even register that you’re speaking. “Do you still love me?”

He faltered for a split second, eyes meeting yours with a sigh.

“Something like that, Y/N,” He said.

You felt a sting of disappointment, but even so, you weren’t exactly surprised. You climb out of the car, entering the party before him.

Like he would’ve expected, he found you at the bar, colorful cocktail in hand as you were chatting with other attendees. Just like he was afraid of. After all, you could easily have anyone, and you expect him to believe you picked him? The way he saw it, his cold words were just self defense from the inevitable hurt that would come with the end.

You, on the other hand, were not usually this talkative with strangers. You were never much of a partygoer to begin with, but alcohol works in mysterious ways. You were already tipsy off half of a cocktail, which is admittedly a lot more than you would regularly drink.

The reality of the situation is just that you wanted a distraction. That pit in your stomach that was slowly forming over time suddenly felt a lot more real. You couldn’t really dismiss it as overthinking after what he said.

You shake your head, a physical attempt to rid yourself of those thoughts, before you slam the other half of your cocktail. You glance over at Samuel, who’s staring at you from across the rooftop. You leave a tip for the bar tender before disappearing deeper into the crowd.

———

HIIII I hope this wasn’t the worst thing ever 🤙 i wanted to get it out today so it’s a little rushed and open ended. if it performs well i’ll definitely write a part 2 :D

[lychee-drinks]

A Planned Coincidence | Samuel Seo x Fem! Reader (NSFW, MINORS DON’T INTERACT)

Rating: Explicit, NSFW Content

Word Count: 4459

Description:

Samuel's drinking at a bar after a rough day. He was planning to head home after a few drinks, but was approached by someone buying him a drink, changing the course of his night.

Warnings: Hand tying, deep throating, alcohol, drunk sex, Samuel’s kinda rough, cunnilingus, doggy style, fingering, hand jobs, neck kissing, breast sucking, a bit of a plot twist in the middle

It was a typical Monday evening. A typical Monday evening where the bars would be empty, and nobody would be out drinking yet because they had work the next day. Except for Samuel, he sat at the bar alone and he was already taking shots.

All sorts of thoughts clouded his mind that evening. Family, the Workers, the path to becoming king, Eli fucking Jang, Big Deal, Jake, Sinu, all of it. It wasn’t healthy for him to drink his stress away, but he was already drinking a lot since his teen years.

It was a pretty high-end bar owned by The Workers. One that only the elite of South Korea would go to. The dress code was rich. Wear the most high-end brands you have and you’re in. The outfits of the people that came in cost more than the average person could imagine. The alcohol they served there was the expensive kind that a regular person wouldn't drink unless it were a special occasion.

Samuel only planned to drink a few more shots throughout the night and eventually retreat home. He couldn’t stay here for long as he had plans for the week. But these plans were interrupted as he heard someone take out the chair next to him and sit.

“Can I order two margaritas?”

Samuel turned to his right to see who was talking.

There he saw you, dressed in a short black dress with V-Neck, wearing diamond jewelry with a Birkin bag. He recognized your scent, it was Baccarat Rouge 540 fragrance. You were attractive and well-dressed.

Samuel made up his mind, his plans for the night were gonna change.

“That drink for me?” Samuel asked. Usually, women don’t order men's drinks, it’s the other way around. But he was the only one that could've been receiving the other glass.

“Yeah. Saw you alone and couldn’t help, but approach,” You smiled. You crossed your arms together. Samuel was intrigued. He didn’t buy women drinks, but here he was being offered one.

“Well, I’m not the biggest fan of margaritas, but I’ll make an exception,” Samuel smiled. The bartender had the drinks ready pretty quick and handed the drinks to the two of you.

Samuel placed the lime onto his napkin and took a sip.

“So what brings you here, on a Monday night?” He asked you. He rested his chin on his hand.

“Shitty day at work, got yelled at by my brother for how I run things in the family,” You sighed. You took a sip. “Thought I might relieve a bit of stress by heading here.”

“Guess you’re the same as me. I’ve got everything on my mind and it’s all from work,” Samuel sighed. It went silent between the two of you.

Samuel waved for the bartender to come over.

“Can I order two shots of tequila?” Samuel asked. You looked at him.

“You don’t have to…”

“Don’t worry about it, I’m just giving back,” Samuel smiled as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder.

——————————————————

The two of you stumbled out of the elevator, his face tinted red. Samuel unlocked the door with his key card, pulled you in, and slammed the door shut.

The bar had a hotel just above it. So after drinking a lot, the two of you decided to book a room on the top floor. Samuel chose a pretty pricey room for two and you were impressed.

Samuel pushed you against the door. Immediately making his lips down to your neck. You could feel his big hands sneak to your back to unzip your dress. Your moans were heavy, enjoying his affection towards your neck. He removed his lips to stare at your face seeing as it was in a euphoric state heavily breathing. You pulled his tie to pull his face closer to yours and connected your lips again. It was hot and wet with both of your tongues.

The two of you trailed to the bed, your dress was off at that point after Samuel got it off along with your bra. You kicked off your heels and set your purse aside. Samuel did so too, taking everything off except for his boxers. You could tell he had tattoos beneath his sleeves, but seeing that he was completely covered in them made him look so much hotter.

He quickly grabbed his discarded tie and tied it around your wrists above your head securely. His hands were pinned next to your sides. He then spread your legs open and slipped your panties off.

Samuel faced your vulva. His fingers trailed around your thighs and folds teasing you before he actually did anything.

“Are you ready for me?” Samuel asked. His eyes stared up at you.

You nodded. He wasted no time tossing your panties to the side so that he would eat you out. He swiped his tongue around your clit before going down to your entrance. His tongue was aggressive and his hands gripped your thighs tightly. He had you gasping and moaning for air.

You needed him further in you so your legs managed to break free from that strong grab. So, you wrapped your legs around his head to pull him in.

“Desperate for huh,” He said. Nothing prepared you for when Samuel inserted his fingers into you. You squeezed your eyes shut, enjoying the sensation, he knew exactly all the spots to hit.

“I’m ready—”

“For what,” He hummed. He was busy fingering you still to really pay attention, but your legs were quivering and you needed him in you.

It’s hard for you to get your words out. His fingers are fast and you’re biting the bottom of your lip. “Your dick– In me—” Samuel gets the message. The look in his eyes changes, they’re staring down at you like there was a fire in them. His demeanor changed and he was now sitting up pulling your thighs to his legs. He was in his boxers now You didn’t get a chance to see his crotch area earlier so, you looked down. His bulge was huge. You were scared at the sight, there was no way you weren't gonna be sore the next day.

“Fuck you’re huge…” You were amazed at the size. If your arms weren’t tied up, you would’ve given him a hand job. You were expecting him to slide his boxers down and immediately start rearranging your guts, but he brought his fingers to your face.

“Suck on it,” You glanced up at him. It was definitely a demand with his serious tone. Without questions you did so, tasting your fluids from his fingers.

“Good girl,” Samuel said as he brushed his hand across your forehead. Your eyes glanced down, watching as Samuel pulled his boxers down to reveal his giant cock. It was thick, veiny, and bigger than most you’d seen.

“Holy shit,” You let out. You were desperate, expecting Samuel to finally insert himself in you. He had your legs wide open ready to, but you realized he wanted to tease you a bit.

“Don’t you want to at least try it?” Samuel asked. You wanted to try him, but you were unsure if you could pull it off.

“But I’m tied up—“ You paused as you saw Samuel glare. You were nervous, maybe he was gonna fuck your face right there, but you had time to prepare before taking something that huge.

“Guess I’ll take this off,“ Samuel removed his tie on your wrist, setting it to the side so that he could use it again. Your wrists were finally free so you sat up and brought your face to his cock. You pumped it a few times, to get Samuel ready and took it in your mouth.

“God—" Samuel huffed. You were slow at first but slowly began to pick up the pace. You swiped his tip and the spots on his dick that pleased him the most. He was quite surprised by your skills at the top half, but he needed you even lower than that.

You felt his hand push your head lower. Samuel really wanted you to deep-throat his cock— not like you couldn’t do it.

Samuel knew he was gonna cum if he kept this up. And so, he got you off his cock to take a break before getting to the real stuff. Samuel brought his face close, wiped off the drool from your cheeks, and kissed you.

“Turn around for me.”

“Oh finally,” you smiled listening to his request. You were on your arms with your ass facing him. Samuel grabbed both your wrists to tie them with his tie again. But this time, behind your back.

“You’re already so wet for me,” Samuel scoffed. His fingers were around your hole before he inserted his cock in you. You couldn’t help but gasp at his first thrust. Of course, his cock was huge, but you felt full inside.

On top of having a huge dick, he was strong too. Each thrust he did against you had force and speed. He was definitely the rough type as his hands were gripped strongly around your thighs forcing you back and forth. That grip was definitely going to bruise your thighs the next day. It hurt at first, feeling as if his cock was stretching you, but it didn’t matter, you were having fun. A lot of fun with your whines and hisses.

“You’re so tight,” Samuel spoke in your ear. He talked very dirty, telling you all the ways he was gonna fuck you and how it was gonna hurt so bad tomorrow. You enjoyed it, of course, making you cry louder.

“F—f—“ You whined. You didn’t have the strength in you to finish what you were saying. Each thrust of his stopped you from being able to form complete words.

“What. You want me to do something?” Samuel huffed in your ear. Your body continued to move up and down on the bed. You turned your head, barely being able to look at him from behind.

“Faster,” You cried. Without hesitation, Samuel pulled out and turned you around. Your wrists were still behind your back as you lay on them. Samuel grabbed your waist and went into you. You thought what he was doing to you just now was fast and strong, but this was even better. He fucked you in all your pleasure spots. You would’ve tried to thrust your hips against his, but Samuel had most of the control and strength. You could hear all of Samuel’s grunts and huffs as he fucked you.

You felt Samuel’s lips suck on your breast. You could feel yourself about to come any moment now.

“I’m close—“ you stuttered.

It doesn’t take long before you come, trembling. You pant hard, cursing loudly. Samuel was still at it, fucking you, but his pace started slowing down. Your eyes were blurry from your orgasm could tell that Samuel was panting pretty hard and was probably getting tired. You were pretty fucked out already.

“Let’s take a quick break,” You slurred. You needed a pause

“Yeah— sure,” Samuel pulled himself out of you. He wasn’t really ready to stop yet, but since you asked, he did so. Samuel could probably endure a lot longer.

Samuel hadn’t come yet, but you wouldn’t mind waiting for it off. You were still pretty shaken by that orgasm and were still trying to process it. Samuel untied your hands and laid on the pillow next to you.

“Hey, do you think you can get my phone from my pants?” Samuel asked. You turned to him, his eyes were barely awake. Maybe he was gonna use this break to rest.

“Yeah sure,” You nodded. You still had some energy left in you so you got off the bed and grabbed it off the floor. You got on the bed again and handed it to him. Samuel turned onto his side and faced away from you towards the wall. You got closer to him and hugged him from behind.

It was silent between the two of you. You watched as Samuel unlocked his phone, scrolled through notifications, and set it on the nightstand.

“I need a bit of a nap, I think the alcohol’s getting to me…” Samuel said. He forgot that the two of you drank a lot earlier. Usually, Samuel was a heavyweight. But it didn’t change that while drunk, he’d feel sleepy. Samuel turned so that he’d be on his back, facing the ceiling.

“Yeah that’s fine, I wanna clean up again before we start. I’ll probably wake you up in a bit,” You nodded. You laid back, on the other side of the bed instead of his arms and watched as he fell asleep. You waited five minutes before you sat up.

Stepping off the bed, you crept your way to Samuel's side. He was sound asleep alright. You waved your hand in front of his face and he didn’t wake up. You let out a slight sigh of relief. That was good. You grabbed his phone from his bedside table. You unlocked it. You only knew the passcode because you kept a good eye watching over his shoulder as he unlocked it purposely.

‘What a dumbass,’ you thought while staring at his resting face.

It wasn't a coincidence that you met Samuel Seo that night. You were a stranger to him, but he wasn’t a stranger you randomly decided to hook up with after getting drunk. You had bigger intentions coming here, it was planned– and someone sent you.

You scrolled through his phone, going through messages, his contacts, and his social media. You had your own phone in your other hand, taking photos of what you were finding. You were only skimming through it, trying to find anything so you didn’t thoroughly read it. When it came to his emails and bank account, obviously those were locked by another passcode that was different from the first. But whatever, you had to act fast in case Samuel woke up.

You didn’t think it’d be this easy to hook up with Samuel. From the intel you received from whoever sent you, he was a picky guy, mean, and someone who wouldn’t hesitate to step on others to get ahead in life.

Guess something was different about you.

All it took was a bunch of drinks and some flirting, and there he was in a fancy hotel room balls deep in you.

You finished taking photos of whatever was on his phone. You gathered whatever you could, any longer and he could wake up and things wouldn’t go so well for you– knowing his personality. You set his phone down, double-checked to make sure he was really asleep, and left for the bathroom with your phone. You had to make a call.

“I did it,” You said on the phone. You turned on the shower to pretend you were in there. If Samuel woke up, he would at least have a hard time trying to make out what you were saying.

“Good, I apologized that you ended up doing this for us,” the voice said on the other side. It was your boss, Chairman Eugene. The chairman of the Workers, one of the biggest gangs in Seoul.

“It’s fine, I’m the one who suggested that I fuck him. I don’t regret it– he was good,” You laughed. “Sorry Chairman, I just had a lot to drink with him so I’m a bit giggly.”

You were a gold-badged Worker, but a newer one that Eugene made sure not everybody in the Workers would know of. Your job was to keep tabs on anybody Eugene needed you to whether it be anyone in the affiliates or anybody in the other gangs. This time, your task was to keep tabs on Samuel Seo, someone who’s always with Eugene, but someone Eugene still didn’t fully trust.

So, you offered to fuck him. Fuck Samuel and look through his phone. Samuel was a difficult guy to know normally because of his personality. So maybe taking the risk would be worth it since not only would it help Eugene out, you'd be getting dicked by a hot guy. Eugene said you didn’t have to do that and if he wanted you to fuck him, he’d just hire someone else. But you insisted and he agreed.

“I didn’t need to know that. Well, thanks for the photos, I’ll send you your check soon,” Eugene cheered. “I’ll check these out later since I’ve got a meeting in half an hour. I have to get ready for it so, bye!”

You sat back on the toilet seat and sighed. You were… pretty satisfied. You completed your mission, your boss was gonna pay you, and– Samuel fucked you pretty well. One of the best nights you’ve had with someone in a while. But too bad this was just gonna be a one-night stand. It wouldn’t be worth it for you to continue fucking him while keeping a huge secret from him/ If only the two of you met under different circumstances, then maybe…

It wasn’t worth it to imagine the scenarios so, you decided to step into the shower and rinse yourself. You were a pretty sweaty mess so the least you could do was clean up. After a few minutes in, you heard a knock on the bathroom door.

“Fuck,” You cussed silently to yourself. You let the water run through your hair and body a lot longer to make it seem like you were there ever since you turned the shower on.

“Yes?” You yelled.

“Can you open the door?” Samuel asked. He knocked again. You grabbed a towel and wrapped it around your body and opened the door.

“W-what’s up?” You nervously asked. Samuel was staring straight into your eyes. While it looked normal, you had a bad vibe about him. While it looked blank, it looked scary at the same time. Your eyes trailed down, he was still naked, and he was hard. Maybe he wanted to go again so that's why Samuel knocked.

“Were you on the phone just now?” He asked. The water couldn’t sound out everything, but you didn’t like that he knew you were on the phone.

“Yeah, I was just calling a friend. I told her I went to the bar earlier tonight and she called to check up,” You lied. Samuel grabbed your arm and pinned you against the wall.

“Really now…” Samuel inched his face closer to you. Without a doubt, he was suspicious of you. Any moment now, you could break eye contact with him and say something stupid, but you couldn’t. Samuel wouldn’t say a thing to you so, you wouldn’t say anything to him. You had to distract him.

“Let’s get back to it—” You said before getting cut off.

Samuel forced his lips against yours. It was more intense than the kisses he gave earlier and was with more tongue. Was he really suspicious of you? You couldn’t tell. It was probably better to stick around a little longer before he could figure something out of you dashed. Samuel tried to pull away for a little to catch his breath, but you bit the bottom of his lip to prevent him from leaving and kissed him back.

“Get on the bed,” Samuel demanded. You saw as he wiped his lips with his arms.

“And if I don’t?” you smirked.

Samuel grabbed your wrist and brought you onto the bed. You were below him, between his legs with his hands pinned next to you.

“Then I’ll just test how much you can handle,” Samuel smiled. This smile scared you. It was clearly a fake smile. Why was he being like this, sure it was a risky job you took, but you thought he wouldn’t see through you—

“It’d be quite a nuisance if Samuel found out our plan. So whatever you do, don’t get caught by him,” Eugene lectured.

Eugene’s words flashed through your mind. Eugene gave you a goal and you had to make it out through the end.

You pulled Samuel’s face in to kiss you again. Samuel ended up taking most of the control. You trailed your hands down his chest and down to his erect cock and pumped it while the two of you were making out

“I can handle whatever you throw at me,” You spoke into his ears. You heard Samuel laugh and then he turned you over so that you were on your stomach. You didn’t even have time to react, Samuel inserted his cock in you.

“Oh fuck—”

You were already so wet for him that there wasn’t any trouble going in. You got used to Samuel’s cock size already, but it surprised you at how full he could make you feel by just being inside you. But he was being a lot rougher this time. He kept one hand tight around your shoulder to pull you into each thrust. With another hand, he groped your breasts tightly. Occasionally, he would begin to suck on your other shoulder.

You were sensitive from your orgasm earlier still, but you were feeling another one happening. You felt as if Samuel used one hand to play with your clit down below. He continued to talk dirty into your ear and you couldn’t hold back. You felt as if your body went weak and your eyes shut. You let out a long “holy fuck”. This orgasm was better than the first.

But Samuel wasn’t done. His pace slowed down, but each thrust was still going strong.

“I want you to tell me something– did you do anything to my phone while I was asleep?” Samuel asked. His hands were around your waist, continuing to fuck you.

You were panicked but didn’t have time to process it as he was still fucking you after your orgasm.

“I didn’t,” You lied. You looked back at Samuel who had his eyebrows furrowed while glaring at you. You were surprised so you turned your head away.

He pulled out.

“Turn towards me–” Samuel stopped to take a breath.

When you did, he shoved his cock into your mouth. His hands were strong at keeping your head down so his cock was deep at your throat for most of the time. But you continued to bob your head back and forth even if the movement was limited.

Eventually, you felt Samuel come into your mouth and heard the low groan escape his mouth. Samuel pulled out and held your chin in his hand. He lifted your face up at him, your mouth was still open, with cum in your throat.

“Swallow, and maybe I’ll let things go.”

“Y-yes,” You spoke and swallowed his load.

‘He fucking knew.’

You fell back onto the bed. Tired from the sex, and somewhat hurt from his grip. You didn’t know where you messed up, but it seems like Samuel knew.

This was probably the right time for you to get your things and run so that you wouldn’t blow your cover, but you didn’t have the energy to. You were sore from his dick and the alcohol you drank was making you tired too.

You watched as Samuel put on his boxers and grabbed his box of cigarettes. He sat on the couch staring out the window. He lit a cigarette, not looking back at you. You couldn’t tell what he was feeling. Was he gonna trap you here? Well, you really needed to get out. So, you sat up.

“I know you went through my phone,” Samuel spoke.

“You got any proof for that? You were literally asleep and all I did was shower,” You lied.

Samuel ignored your question. He had a question of his own. “Did Eugene send you?”

Your eyes widened. Samuel didn’t face you, but if he saw the look on your face he would know the answer.

“W-who the hell is that?” You stammered. You got yourself off the bed and crossed your arms. Samuel still didn’t face you, he continued to smoke.

“Whatever. Leave or go wash up. I don’t care.”

You could only cuss yourself in your mind. But Samuel saw right through you. He couldn’t be fooled so easily. So, you had no choice but to grab all your things without saying a word and leave.

Samuel only took a look at you once, and it was when you shut the door to the hotel room.

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“Let’s head together and check out the 2nd Affiliate!” Eugene smiled. It was the day after Samuel’s encounter with you. Samuel was following Mandeok, the strange unnamed bodyguard with a cap, and Eugene wherever Eugene was taking the two.

“I want you to be honest with me Eugene,” Samuel stopped behind the three. Eugene turned around, wondering what Samuel was going to ask. “Why’d you send someone to me last night.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Did you do something last night?” Eugene smiled as if he knew nothing. But Samuel knew that was a lie.

“Let’s just say your little worker got caught by me. I’m not dumb enough to leave everything on my phone unlocked,” Samuel spoke.

“You caught me!” Eugene smiled. Eugene walked to Samuel. “But you passed the test, I trust you a lot more now.”

Of course, Eugene would trust him staring at that specific phone he had the night before. Samuel wasn’t stupid. He was rich and would at least own a lot of phones in case someone was to steal– or hack while he was sleeping. Each phone had different functions to Samuel so this one wouldn’t have the most incriminating things on it.

“Sorry, do you want me to compensate you for this?” Eugene asked. Eugene obviously wasn’t apologetic, but Samuel didn’t care

“Yeah…” Samuel spoke. The four of them continued to walk. “Who was she?”

Samuel didn’t think he’d be curious about you, but he was. Usually, Samuel was on guard, but just for that night, he let his guard down around you. Maybe you were just that pretty and he was so drunk that he decided to let himself go just this once.

Samuel didn’t see you go through his phone. He was indeed asleep when you went through it. Usually, he always keeps his phone face down, no matter the situation and he remembered his phone was down without a doubt. After you went to the bathroom, Samuel slowly woke up. He heard you talking on the phone. He couldn’t make out what was being said, but as he lay there hearing your muffled voice, he had a strong feeling that this sexual encounter wasn’t just a coincidence.

[cherrybomb5000]

Look at this fine specimen 😍🥰😍🥰😍😍❤️❤️❤️😍🥰😍🥰🥰😍

Samuel Seo/ Seo Seongeun

[koiiiji]

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[wannaeatramyeon]

Helloooo I just wanted to say I absolutely love your writing! I always look forward to your posts, they just make my day! When I‘m feeling down they cheer me up and when I‘m in high spirits they make me even happier. So keep up the good work :3

Btw I‘d also like to request the Lookism boys reacting to them accidentically hurting their S/O (especially Jake and Goo, I just love them) 🥹

If you don‘t want to it’s fine! I also just wanted to tell you I really appreciate your writing🫶🏻 Thx!

~Your fan

Hi Anon! SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY. I know it's been a while. Thank you so much for your kind words omg 🥹 your words are also a wonderful pickmeup for me too. I will work harder to keep making the most of this fixation with these silly boys 🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️ And don't worry, as long as I keep putting out bullshit for Lookism, there will always be some Jake and Goo cos they are my faaaaaves.

Accidentally hurting S/O: Goo, Jake, Gun, Samuel, Vin

Neither of you ever go full force in your spars together. The intent was to improve, not maim.

However, seeing a gap in your defensive stance, their right fist jabs out. Quick as lightning, hitting you in the ribcage.

Which you usually would be able to tank, except.

Fucking liver shot.

All your focus and drive is knocked out with that one hit. You're breathless, trying desperately to stay standing-

Goo x Reader

"Princess?"

Goo raises his eyebrows, a smirk gracing his features. It's not the first time you've manipulated him and then punched him as soon as he was within reach. No chance is he falling for it again.

At the sound of your whimpers, and pathetic sight of you head down, clutching your side, Goo finally backs down.

Surely he didn't hit you that hard, right? He thought you were much sturdier than that especially with all the trash talk coming out of your mouth.

"Cupcake, you ok?" The mirth isn't entirely gone from his voice, but he tilts your face up towards him and gasps at the tears in your eyes.

"My little baby! Did I hurt you?" his fingers come up to wipe the tears from your cheeks, "I didn't know you were so weak. Such a delicate little flower, my buttercup. I didn't even try, and you couldn't withstand that? My sweet darling."

Your tears dry quickly when you hear his words. More gloating than concern. "You asshole, that was a cheap shot."

"If you can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen, sweetheart."

"Asshole," you repeat as he cackles like a hyena.

"C'mon," Goo gives you a loud obnoxious smooch on the forehead for your troubles, "Let your Goo bear look after you today."

Jake Kim x Reader

Jake realised the impact before you did. Already too late for his fist to change course and resulting in your face crumpling up in pain.

"Shit!" his hands come up, gingerly assessing the area and eyes frantically searching yours, "Y/N, are you ok?"

"No," you squeak out and Jake has never felt such panic before. Is that his life flashing before his eyes?

And then when your eyes well up with tears, lip starting to quiver, Jake feels his soul departing his body.

Shitshitshit-

The apologies tumble out.

Of course, you can't blame him. Accidents are a natural byproduct of sparring. Jake suffered a sprained ankle not too long ago, and you still can't bend your left middle finger fully.

You regain your breath as his hands rove all over to check for any other injuries. Needing to touch you and feel that you're still fine.

"Jake?" You interrupt his worried movements.

"Hmm?"

Probably an inopportune moment, yet even through the pain, it warms your heart seeing how much Jake cares about you. "Love you."

Oh. Jake wasn't expecting that. That's what you give him after a liver shot? You really are too adorable for words.

With a soft smile, he tells you he loves you too.

Gun Park x Reader

Clearly unimpressed, Gun watches you.

With anyone else, he would have called them pathetic, worthless and a waste of his time.

But with you, it's not time wasted. He would rather be with you, than not at all. Which he finds difficult to admit. That fact at complete odds with his drive and his self. A personal weakness he is willing to overlook.

From the offset, Gun could see there was zero possibility of you becoming his masterpiece. Simply put, you didn't have the body nor talent nor skill. When you first asked him to start sparring with you though, he acquiesced. Frankly, has he ever even said no to you.

You chance a peek at your boyfriend. Already you are expecting a look of disappointment, instead you see his retreating back, leaving you alone.

Tears spring to your eyes and you drop your head in shame. Damn, this hurts. You're no match for Gun, no match for most people really. Still, you've been trying to improve.

As you wallow, a blanket is wrapped around your shoulders. In the blink of an eye, Gun hoists you into an effortless bridal carry, calling you an idiot.

You know his words have no bite, his actions speak far louder.

Arms wrapping around his neck, the pain subsides as you nuzzle him.

Samuel Seo x Reader

Samuel feels it in his superiority complex first, always bubbling away and too deeply ingrained for anything else.

Incapacitating an opponent, dominating them, proving that he is better.

Followed quickly by fuck. This isn't an opponent. Not really. It's you.

"Y/N?" he holds you by the shoulders and you lean into it, your legs too weak to hold you up.

Samuel's eyes cloud with worry when you let out a feeble groan.

"Come on," he picks you up, maneuvering you into a fireman's lift with grace and you with anything but. Ass in the air, hair flopping down, still feeling waves of pain.

Samuel faintly recalls his packed calendar for the rest of his day. Meetings upon meetings. Calls and face-to-faces with vendors and investors and corporate fucks who can barely form a thought between them without a brainstorming meeting and a presentation.

"Ughhh Sammy I feel like shit," you gurgle from behind him, and that is all it takes for him to wipe his schedule clean.

None of it matters.

He'll be spending the rest of the day with you instead.

Vin Jin x Reader

Vin nudges you with his foot, "Get up."

In the end, your legs had crumpled beneath you until you're flat on the floor, hands clutched to your throbbing side.

At your lack of response, Vin tries again. "Get up you pussy."

Vin is Vin. An asshole to the end.

"Go away," your voice is weak, barely reaching his ears.

He squats down and squints through his shades, trying to get a closer look at what the hell is wrong with you. He barely even touched you.

"Yeesh, are you really this weak? You're no fun."

You can't bring yourself to say anything to that, just throwing a glare at him. So venomous that you hope it penetrates those stupid sunglasses and into his soul.

"Whatever, if this is what we're doing now." As if he wasn't the cause of your predicament, Vin lets out a melodramatic sigh and lies down beside you.

"You're such a loser," he says, even as he shuffles close, carefully positioning your head on his shoulder and pulling your body to his.

[anticapitalistclown]

witch trope will be lookism men in *me and the bad btch I pulled by being_*

LMAO

Which troupe will lookism men be:

Me and the bad bitch I pulled by being autistic

Daniel, Vasco, Warren, Gapryong, Sinu

Me and the bad bitch I pulled by being a simp

Zack, Vin Jin, Ryuhei

Me and the bad bitch I pulled by being emotionally unapproachable

Samuel, Gun, James Lee, Olly, Taesoo, Vin Jin

Me and the bad bitch I pulled by being a nerd

Yujin, Jace, Koji

Me and the bad bitch I pulled by being a bitch

Johan, Jihan, Koji

Me and the bad bitch I pulled by being funny

Jake, Goo, Jibeom, Sinu

[lookismaddict]

I’M GONNA SAY THIS NOW: I’m going to start a campaign for Hudson Ahn.

Why? Because the amount of writing I see for him was close to dust level. It made me gasp in shock. There was… ONLY ONE WRITING POST I SAW OF HIM. THAT REALLY MADE ME 😭😭😭 (I appreciate that one person who wrote about him. If you see this, thank you for writing ab Hudson. You deserve all of the cake and candy. 🖤) I’m willing to write more ab this man in the future, and the same goes for writing Jake x Samuel and Gun x Goo bc… now I see the struggle of having to try to find such underrated content.

Even though this guy was an ass and his group did come for Daniel, Zack, and Vasco, I’d still smash. 😩🧡

My weakness for antagonistic characters is really showing. Sorry Gun.

My First Dream with Hudson Ahn 🧡 (One-Shot 🔞)

NSFW WARNING: This is basically a dirty one-shot at this point. So, be careful when you read this.💀

Bro, I took a nap a few days ago, and I almost forgot where I was when I woke up. But for the first time, tell me why… I didn’t have a dream about Gun this time. I had a dream of… HUDSON… MF… AHN???? BRUHH IM SCREAMIN!!!! EVEN I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS. But just imagine, Hudson looking a bit older and matured. He still had that blonde hairstyle, but he had a bit of stubble on his chin and on his upper lip. IG you could say, he got a mustache-beard thing going on for not shaving. Reminds me a bit of Taesoo Ma… (Omg he’s following his teacher’s footsteps. 🤭) Imma be putting this in 2nd-person POV, as if you’re in it. I hope you don’t mind. Also, it’ll get dirty later on so bear with me. 😩✨ (He's so underrated man.)

On a cold chilly day outside, you were being chased around the neighborhood by a group of teenagers whom you have messed with after telling them off for smoking at a young age. They all looked scary and they resembled thugs, wearing black hoodies and masks to cover their faces while carrying steel bats in their hands. Up above, the sun began to set as the sky was starting to turn a mixed shade of golden yellow, red, and pink, initiating the transition from day to night.

While running around the neighborhood, you turned into a sharp corner then ran up to a house’s driveway, since there were a lot of big cars parked in front of it. The closest cars that you’ve hid behind was the newest version of a white Toyota Sequoia, and a tinted black Mercedes van parked parallel behind it. You needed a place to hide temporarily, so you felt for the door handles and tried to see if they were open. Trying the Mercedes first, it didn’t budge at all, so you made your way to the Toyota Sequoia. As if God was on your side, the door managed to open, in which you immediately hopped inside without any hesitation whatsoever. You didn’t think twice about how the car was left unlocked, but you didn’t care at all. You just needed a place to stay clear from those kids. The first thing you did, was locked every door from the inside to make sure that your hiding spot was safe and secured. You manually switched each lock on the doors, including the driver’s seat, the passenger’s seat beside it, and the two back doors. After doing so, you huddled in the corner of the right backseat and peeked out the window a few times. However, on your third peek, you caught one of the delinquents running and stopping in front of the car that you were in. You felt the need to close your eyes and cover your mouth to minimize any sound of breathing from revealing your hiding spot, regardless of you being inside the car. You didn’t want to take any chances of endangering yourself. Although you were trying so hard not to make any noises, you weren’t aware… that the windows weren’t tinted in this car. Only the Mercedes was.

When the kid’s eyes scanned his surroundings for a few seconds, his eyes then spotted the back of your head, that was peeking a bit through the window. The teenager snickered from behind the mask, and came closer towards the car you were staying in. As he dragged his steel baseball bat on the pavement, your body shook anxiously as the sound of that long metal scraping against the cement drove you into peak nervousness. Once you heard the dragging stopped. You waited by counting in your head, until the number lands on 100. 1… 2… 3… Right when you reached your last 100… You gave one heavy sigh before slowly turning around. Consequently, you didn’t expect to meet eye contact with the intimidating teenager, as he started to bash the side of the car aggressively. You ducked onto the floor of the car and hugged yourself, sobbing while scared out of your wits. Lost in the terrifying ruckus of chaos, you suddenly heard a new voice yell from outside of the car.

“HEY, KID! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO MY CAR?!”

The shady teen immediately dropped his weapon, and ran off, leaving you in that car unharmed but shaking in fear. From inside the car, you heard the loud ping of the bat hitting the floor, which made you curious for only a second until your mind reverted back to staying cautious, without having to check to see who it was. Although you were sitting below the seats, you saw a shadowy silhouette on the car floor, of someone creeping closer to the car. You heard the person tug at the driver seat’s door handle, and heard knocking on the door saying, “Hey, I know you’re in there! This is the owner of the car!! Whoever you are, you better open the door right now, or else I’ll have no choice but to force you out!!!” You remembered that this wasn’t your car in the first place and, by doing the right thing, you decided to unlock the door in front of you and open it.

When reaching over to unlock the door in front of you, you pulled on the latch to open the door. And as you pushed the door open, everything moved in slow motion. A tall handsome blonde with a bit of stubble who was wearing a long black coat with light brown fur surrounding his collar and front, revealed himself from outside of the door. As your eyes locked with each other, his eyes widened at the sight of you sitting on the floor, sobbing. In shock, he asked in concern, “(Y/N), is that you??? What happened?!” He immediately got in the car and shut the door behind him, locking it afterwards. You wiped your eyes, embarrassed at how feeble you looked before him, allowing him to help you up from the floor. He scooped you up into his arms, and embraced you tightly, resting his head on your shoulder to take in your sweet scent. You shifted your face towards him, baffled at how close your face was to his.

“H-Hudson?! What are you-”

“Just let me stay like this for a while.”

“Hold on, I need to check to see if they’re all gone first!”

As you leaned closer to the foggy window, you wiped a part of the glass to check outside to see if the coast was clear. While checking, however, you felt his arms surround your waist then pulled you onto his lap to force you to look at him. His eyes gazed into yours fiercely, with a serious look on his face. The glint in his intense eyes were starting to scare you, causing you to try and push away from him. Hudson kept you on him, with his hands holding onto your hips firmly, not daring to let you go. Finally, you gave into his strength, which resulted in you asking him, “Why are you doing this?” Hudson maintained his gaze on you as you suddenly felt one of his hands sneak its way underneath your top, caressing your warm back with his cool hand. You gasped at the feeling of his cold hand on your back, which made you flinch at his unexpectedly chilling touch. “I haven’t heard from you in days. No phone calls…” You witnessed his face drew closer onto your neck then felt his lips skim over your soft skin, leaving cool kisses down your neck. Earning a slight moan from you, you clasped your hand onto your mouth right away, afraid that someone passing by outside might hear you. “No text messages…” The feeling of his hot breath tickling your neck made you shiver to the core, as if your body was starting to react longingly to his touches. Hudson drew his head back to take a long glimpse at your eyes again, now staring back at him helplessly while you were panting in aching infatuation. The facial expression on his face remained indifferent, still peering at you spitefully. “How can you do this to your own boyfriend? Making me wait for you to come back to me. Yet somehow, you actually did…” You felt one of his hands release your back, coming to cup one of your cheeks into his hand tenderly. Staring into your glistening eyes due to the golden rays of the sunset, his gaze resulted in a glint of loneliness. He spoke in a low whisper, saying earnestly, “I don’t care if you came here unwillingly or not. As long as you’re here beside me, then that’s all that matters. But if you’re still mad at me because of that argument we had last week, then I’m sorry. I can’t bear to lose you. You really had no idea how much I missed you…” His face closed in on you, until his lips converged with yours. The way your soft lips pressed against his made him yearn for more, suddenly feeling his hand from behind your back to unclip your bra, and his other hand gliding down your pants to feel your heated private. In return, you wrapped your arms around his neck and moaned into his mouth, now feeling his fingers pleasure you from underneath. Pulling away from his lips, you asked in a shaky breath, “W-what… Hah… are you… Hngh- trying to… do…?” A hint of lust from him bored into your gem-like eyes, as he warned dangerously, “Your boyfriend hasn’t gotten an apology yet, even though he already apologized on his end. Shouldn’t you do the same too?” His hand prompted to play with your clit, rubbing it in circles, as if he knew how to make your body react to him perfectly. While still clinging onto his neck, you arched your back in bliss, spewing pleased sighs that he loved so much. The hand that was still on your back pulled your bra off, in which you released your arms from his neck for a brief moment to drop your bra onto the floor, only to return around him once more. While mewling in front of him due to how he was pleasing you with his blessed hand, a playful smile formed on his face, saying in a teasing manner, “Look at my girl, all turned on in front of me. You can’t say it, huh? Did you miss me, when I used to touch you like this?” Without warning, his fingers transferred onto your wet folds, massaging them and gaining light whimpers from you. He was just warming his fingers up, ready to penetrate your tight insides with his digits. Feeling his fingers insert themselves into you, you cried out in euphoria as your arms then embraced his entire body tightly, with your head currently burying deep onto his shoulder.

Satisfied by your reactions to him so far, he cooed into your ear, “Oh, you have no idea how much I wanted to see you again. Your face, your body... God, even those sounds that I loved hearing so much... I missed all of that. I know that we haven't done this in a while. I just wanted to show you how much I longed to see you, my sweet girl~" Hudson pumped his fingers into you, making you whine under his touch. Every erotic wail that emitted from your pretty mouth was like music to his ears. It's an addictive song that he'd love to listen to everyday, if he could. He wanted to hear more of those beautiful whimpers of yours, and his eyes craved the sight of your naked body on him again. You eyed him warily, as his free hand grasped the hem of your sweater to pull it up. However, you immediately gripped his wrist and asked him dubiously, "W-what if... people s-see us... doing this...? Hudson stopped pleasuring you altogether, then carefully took out his hand from within your heat. His head turned to his side to view the window next to him, curiously. Darkness was already creeping into the car with shadows shrouding half of his handsome face. Assuringly, he stated, "You don't have to worry about other people seeing us. The sky is getting dark anyways, and it's about time that many people would rather just stay at home when night falls. Besides..." Once he felt your hand released his wrist, he speedily took your hand in his, then brought the back of your hand onto his lips. Kissing it ever so gingerly, he murmured charmingly, "We can go all out. Right here, right now. Unless, you want to take the main event back to my place..." Almost right on cue, you felt your face flushed heatedly, bright red like a cherry tomato. Hudson chuckled at your adorable reaction, gently setting your hand down onto your side. For some reason, you had a feeling that the place where his car was parked at right now, wasn't even his actual home. In return, you shyly avoided his gaze then replied with, "It would be nice, if... we could... share a bigger space... with just the two of us..." It didn't take long for Hudson to understand your wish. With a mellow kiss on your forehead, he gave an apprehensive nod, then answered back. "Of course princess, anything for you. But first, do this one thing for me. Please, I can't take it any longer. I've been dying to see you without clothes again. You're just so beautiful, I can't help but get that picture of you out of my head, while you were away. I'm sorry..." With a sympathetic glance at his eyes, you couldn't help but give into him. Even though you had no clue at what argument he was talking about, you ended up blurting out an unexpected, "I'm sorry, as well... I didn't mean to upset you from what I had done or said to you... I hope you can forgive me too..." You saw his eyes expand in surprise at your apology, then dilated affectionately at your wholesome kindness. At that moment, he thought, how could I be so lucky? Having such a compassionate girlfriend who's willing to go back and beyond for him, for as important as an apology, made him admire you in awe. Eagerly without saying a word, he resumed to help you strip out of every piece of clothing you had on, persistently wanting to inspect every inch of your exposed body. Every curve, every blemish you had, and every scar displayed on you, he wanted to see ALL of you for himself. Selfish as it may be, he knew it all far too well. It was a familiar feeling when it came to you, and it was the only time that he's allowed to be selfish.

Usually, he'd be out and about, protecting the streets of Ansan. It is his responsibility to uphold such an important position as the leader of Ansan Public, and to carry out his master, Taesoo Ma's, will of defending Ansan. Included in his responsibilities, he had an even bigger role of filling in as a crew member for Daniel Park's Allied Crew ever since he had asked him to join. Hudson believed that the work he had was truly exhausting, but it was his duty to fulfill them in the first place. He HAD to do it, or else... who would? As the last of your panties slid down your silky smooth legs and was tossed aside onto the floor by him, his eyes scanned your delicate figure in front of him. Sitting on his lap like that naked, sparked a sense of fiery passion inside of him. His eyes traveled down your entire body. From your captivating eyes, to your lovely lips, to your spotless neck, to your uncovered breasts, to your smooth stomach, to your heat that was also now bare for him to observe... Your exposed self lit up a burning desire underneath his pants, which led him to clench his teeth in sexual frustration due to how swollen his own private had gotten. You could even feel his boner too, poking onto your wet heat from beneath his pants. Blushing a small tint of red on his caricature, he reluctantly looked down at his own sex then proceeded to unbuckle his own belt and unbutton his pants. Once he successfully done so, he unzipped them with ease. Before taking them off entirely, he asked, "Babe, can you help remove them for me?" Little did he know, you'd actually offer to help him out of his pants regardless if he asked you to or not. Meticulously, you got off his lap then helped him out of his pants, gripping onto the sides and sliding them down. Pushing them down himself, he watched you remove every pant leg off of him. Watching them slither off of each leg made your heart beat rapidly inside your chest, fully anticipating the reveal of his hard member. Your core was already pulsating as well, at how excited he had gotten you. His private hasn't been put on display yet, and you're already thirsting to get a hold of him. Hudson could definitely feel the sexual tension between you and himself, with your eyes seething with temptation, while his exhibited restlessness to give you what you've been pining for. His eyes observed you, finally trailing his hands down onto his briefs to take them off. Attentively, you watched as he stripped them off, displaying his entire length. It was definitely at a length that was considered to be “above average”. His phallus was pretty, having slight veins running down the side of his erection and his tip was a pale pink color. His balls were also a sight to behold as well, visibly big and bulging. Granted that he had such a beautiful shaft, there was a bit of hair on his manhood, since he decided not to shave. He really didn’t expect to run into you like this, especially when matters took an unexpected turn for such a hot and heavy scenario.

“(Y/N), come closer. I know that we haven’t done this for quite some time now, and I get it. But, I need you to please me like how you usually do. Can you do that for me?”

Kneeling down on your knees in front of his stiffness, there was no sense of indecision in your lust-filled eyes when you looked up at him with a strong impression of determination. You didn’t want to let him down, so you tried your best to make him feel good as best as you can. Widely, your mouth opened and took in his throbbing tip. Hudson groaned at the feeling of you starting to suck on his head, tongue swirling and all. “Mmm, fuck…” He cursed lightly under his breath, marveling at the scenery of you basically worshipping his cock beneath him. You played around with his rock hard manhood, getting into the rhythm of how things were supposed to go, transitioning to drag your tongue all over his length. From his balls, to his peachy tip, he felt the wetness of your saliva and your hot breath grazing his cock as if your thirst was surrounding him. Not to mention, those eyes… he thought, were just filled with jaded carnality. Hungry eyes, that were dangerously bewitching. The eyes that belonged to a hungry fox, whose been dying to devour him just like how he’d been yearning the same for you. The similar amount of passion that you had compared to him, made his mind go feral for you. His one and only girl, whose innocence had ceased ever since he had seduced you once more in this very car. It somehow made him relieved to see you like this, only thirsting for him. In all honesty, he became worried about how your perception of him might’ve changed because of that little argument you had with him. Is she still upset with me? What if she’s been searching for someone else? Has she gotten tired of me? Did I not fulfill my role as her loving boyfriend? Have I not been spending enough time with her? The jittery thoughts that he had were starting to eat away at him over the past few days. However, he currently doesn’t have to worry about that anymore. No, not a single thing. The only thing that’s important to him now was that you’re here with him. This was already proof enough that you still loved him, since you would’ve already fought your way out of this car if you still held a grudge against him. Just the way you were pleasuring him had helped regain his confidence back, which reassured him that everything will be fine.

Continuing with your naughty blowjob on him, your mouth encompassed him again, but this time your concave sank down onto his cock. While breathing in through your nose, you took in every inch into your mouth cautiously, along with his manly musk from his hardness that made your core throb in excitement. By being the disciplined girl that you are, your eyes began to water due to how huge he felt inside of your moist passageway, sliding down into your throat. The way your eyes were tearing up because of how huge he was, was like a symbolic compliment to him, that only you could give him. With his clean hand, he ardently wiped away the moisture from your eyes to help clear your vision for you. As you felt his solid tip hit the back of your throat, you did not waste any time with the marvelous head you were giving him. You pumped his thick shaft while slurping him up and crashing your lips down onto his balls, creating this nasty symphonic play on sounds that filled the car. Hudson’s breathing hitched, groaning every time you massaged his cock with your talented mouth. With one of his hands, he pushed your silky hair back by combing his fingers through your hair delicately from the top of your scalp, all the way down to the tips of your hair. His eyes wanted to feast at the view of you devouring him even further. He rested his hand on top of your head, giving you encouraging head pats then said adoringly, “Hah… (Y/N), I really missed you. Including your mouth. You’re just so good at giving me head. It always makes me wonder how did I even afford to love someone, as breathtaking as you?” Alongside your sloppy top, you moaned onto his cock, while blowing him up and down. His compliments got you even more turned on than before, wanting him to praise you even more for the service that you’re giving him. Your eyes took a glance at his handsome face, watching him fall deeper into untamed corruption. His sexy grunts made you overjoyed at how well you were satisfying him, earning a small smile on your lips while sucking on his dick. You wanted to lose yourself more to him, and him to give himself in to you as well. The thoughts of wanting to please each other so desperately made this all too good to be true. Hudson felt his own cock twitch at how close he was to his climax, sliding his hand down to the back of your head. “Keep going princess, you’re almost there. You’re doing so well, don’t stop…” Your mouth picked up the pace, trying to catch his high until finally, you felt his dick burst into your mouth with a crazy explosion. His ejaculation was immaculate, which caused you to close your eyes, taking in the delicious taste of his cum on your tastebuds. Giving a huge gulp, you felt his sperm ooze down your throat, all the way to your stomach. When he came down your throat he grunted heavily, looking down at your mouth overflowing through its corners with his own milky seed, and watched you swallow his fresh milk down your throat. If only his own kids would’ve been pumped into you the other way around…

Hudson’s mind spiraled down into a complete mess. As he observed you releasing his dick from your mouth, you gasped for air, trying to recover yourself from all the work you just did from sucking him off. It was no easy feat, but you still got the job done somehow. However, while trying to regain your strength back, you felt him grab you by the underarms and hoisted you up like a doll. Eyes widened in bewilderment for his sudden carry, as he placed you on his lap, right where your womanhood pressed against his warm ramrod. His powerful glance made your whole body weak, sending shivers down your spine from his intimidating libido. When your eyes inadvertently avoided his eyes bashfully, he grasped your chin tightly, compelling you to stare into his sensually dark eyes. Staring at his attractive features, you took the time to observe him.

“You want me too… don’t you?”

Hudson licked his lips seductively before drawing his face closer to your neck, then dove onto your skin, nibbling onto you until he decided to press on a spot to suck on. He loved kissing your neck every time, since he knew that was one of your weak spots. Unlike the previous times that he remembered having sex with you, this time was a bit different. For some unknown reason, he felt the urge to dominate you. To make you his, as much as possible. Even though this was clearly make-up sex for the both of you, he couldn’t resist his insatiable hunger for you. He tried to keep himself intact by treating you right. Giving you gentle kisses, and by taking things slow. But this time… how come he can’t do it? It was like something was possessing him to change. Was this a guilty pleasure of his that he just discovered for himself, only today? While sucking on your neck, your hands brushed against his strong muscular biceps then landed on his shoulders, attaining lewd whimpers out of you during your marking. Unconsciously, you grind your kitty onto his dick and threw your head back slightly, calling out his name.

“Hu… Hud- … son~!”

In response, Hudson’s eyes enlarged at the sound of your succulent voice, moaning his name out for him in that broken tone. He was taken aback since he had never heard you call out his name like that before, but the sound of your voice was as if his name was meant to be called out by you. It felt perfect to the ears. In addition to this, the way you were working your hips onto him was making him go insane. Was this really you? He didn’t want to think of how his favorite girl was now turning into his personal slave, since he didn’t want to lose himself to such sinful thoughts. Yet, just the thought of it brought him to the intense arousal that he’s currently feeling through his dick. Damn it. This is making me go crazy, he thought. Feeling the friction of your drenched pussy on his member, resulted in him to hum in delight. At last, his lips parted from your neck to stare down at the hickey he just created, commemorating himself for the lovely mark that represented you belonging to him. Listening to you sighing in need, Hudson studied your face in fixation. The way you’re working yourself onto him, provoking him to shove his own cock inside of you, made him huff in defeat.

“Forgive me, (Y/N). I don’t think I can last another minute if I don’t feel you right now. You’re making me go insane here. I can’t resist. Fuuuck…”

Immediately, he grabbed onto his girth and positioned himself upwards. You lifted yourself up by utilizing his shoulders for support, to hover over his phallic sex organ. While doing so, you sensed his crown rubbing against your slick, making you cry out in urgency. Teetering, you rocked your hips to match the movements of his rubbing, as you begged erotically, “Please Hudson, put it inside me! I can’t take it anymore… I need you right now~” Hudson gave a baffled scoff at your reaction to his tease, replying with, “If only you could see yourself through a mirror, then you’ll know what you’ve been doing to me. I should punish you, naughty girl…” Consequently, he gave in to his wicked desires, wanting to display his authority over you as your possessive boyfriend. A glimpse of dominion clouded his eyes, as he suddenly told you to, “Hold my dick upright for me.” You knew what was about to happen, and as eager as you were, you obeyed him willingly. Your hand felt for his solid shaft then held onto it upright. But what you didn’t predict, was how Hudson wrapped his bulky arms around both of your legs to spread them in front of him and lift you up above him.

In a deep husky voice, he asked “Are you ready?”

You gave a nod of approval, watching him intuitively, plunging you down onto his cock beneath the both of you. The top part of his cock slid right in with ease into your soaking cunt, winning an instinctive whine of gratification from you while letting go of his manhood, that was already in the process of stretching your insides. Your eyebrows scrunched up in pleasure, in which you bit your bottom lip in rapture from how good he was penetrating your tight pussy. “Ahhh~!!” was all Hudson could hear, as he lowered your whole entire body down onto him. Simultaneously, he groaned in aphrodisia, enthralled by the sensation of his own thickness being squeezed by your own saturated tightness. Also loving the sobs that you were broadcasting in the car, he just noticed how small you were compared to him, since he could lift your dainty body up so easily. He wasn’t sure if it was the size difference between you two, but he found that hidden detail to be quite attractive and enticing. Right when he bottomed out, you felt his stiffness poke your cervix, achieving a pleased sigh from the both of you at the same time.

“Go ahead and ride me, princess. If you want it that badly, then you gotta earn it. Remember, I’m punishing you~”

You then tilted your head down to look at him with puppy-dog eyes, which resulted in him to laugh at how cute you are. After releasing your legs onto his sides, he smoothed out your hair from the top of your head soothingly, grinning at you in mischief.

“No, that won’t work on me this time. Sorry babe.”

At this stage, you really had no choice. Feeling subjugated, you raised your hips all the way up, to the point where his head was the only part of his dick that was still buried into your squelching pussy. Hudson released a hot, “Ugghhh... Shit (Y/N), you’re so tight…" feeling his manhood gliding from your deep soaking heat. You decided to have a little fun with him yourself, as you held your position up there, with your ass hanging in the air. Meanwhile, a smirk shaped itself on your face and your eyes gleamed sensually. Underneath the darkness, the moon rose up in the sky. Silver moonlight reigned down onto your exposed body through the glass window of the car, radiating this ravishing luminescent aura from you. Hudson was mesmerized by your hypnotizing movements underneath the moonlight, swaying your hips back and forth as if you're giving him a lap dance, still connected to you. You kept your tantalizing eyes on him, without glancing at the biker passing by the car for only a few seconds or the cars that drove by without caring about your business with him inside that little space. You didn't care anymore if the two of you get caught at all. It was you and him, alone in the dark together, with your bodies being the only source of warmth for each other. As you continued to tease him, you leaned close to his left ear then gave one long lick on his earlobe then nibbled on him, causing his entire face to heat up under the outline of the streetlights outside of the vehicle. Close to his ear, you could hear his breathing getting heavier, trying to control his composure in front of you, resisting your temptation. You decided to transition to his neck, now shifting your lips on his jaw. Kissing down on him, you heard him groan at your sultry affection. Synchronously, you felt one of his hands gripped one of your voluptuous ass cheeks, while his other hand grabbed onto the back of your head and pulled you away from his neck to separate your lips from him. Your gaze was now fixated on his eyes that were now covered in sexual hostility. Burning deep into your pupils, he brought your face close to his, now staring at you with foreign harshness.

Ominously, he gave you a warning saying, “You better stop playing with me or else you’re going to regret it.”

Hudson let his horniness control his actions now, as he released your head from behind then landed on your other ass cheek with a smack, gaining a yelp of sharp pain to flow through your body. Both of his hands seized your ass solidly, and with one powerful pull, your pussy hammered down onto him by swallowing his whole entire length again. You arched your back in contentment, loving the sensation of him taking control of your body for only a brief moment.

"Ride me."

The demand he just gave you made your cunt flutter inside of you, earning a gruntled mumble at how your sticky walls were beating around him. "Do it now, you slut."

Oh, he had no idea how his harsh words had turned you on so much. You abided to his will, giving him what he wanted all along. Repeatedly, you rode him like there's no tomorrow. With your hands still placed on his shoulders, you pulled yourself up and slammed your divine womanhood onto his love-stick, which made the both of you huff and puff. Exchanging heavy exhales of decadence, both pairs of eyes locked onto one another in gluttony. Having the great urge to wrap your arms around his neck, you moaned out his name multiple times like you were reciting a chanting saying, "Ahhh~ Hudson... Ohhh~ Hudson... Hu-Hud... son~!!!"

While watching you dip yourself down onto his shaft, the filthy sloshing sounds of your walls gripping onto his sex organ turned Hudson's mind into a beastly state, only focusing on the magnitude of pleasure gathering inside him. Every time you became drunk with every pierce of his dick hitting your g-spot, he snickered at your drooling facial expression, saying, "Your mind has been corrupted, love. Does my cock inside you really make you feel that good?" One of his hands retreated from your ass to hold your face by your bottom jaw. A flash of devious intent was presented on his caricature, while you maintained your bounces on him. Adventurously, his experimental side divulged, which led him to degrade you even more.

“Goddamn… The way you were toying with me not too long ago, you were getting a good kick out of it, weren’t you? You sly hustler...”

You felt one of his hands snaked its way up towards your back. His fingers caressed your spine ever so slightly, making you shiver while you kept on pleasuring him with your cunt. When his hand pressed against your upper back, he pulled you in closer to him, as your chest was now pressed against his. You felt the warmth of his body heat emanating from him, even though his upper body was still fully clothed. The scent of his manly cologne from his clothing made you sigh in intoxication, taking in his attractive scent while your own arms wrapped around him even more, trailing your fingers through his blonde tresses from the nape of his neck.

“You’re getting a little greedy there, my love. Wouldn’t it be nice if we experimented with each other like this, for a while? I want to see what I can do to you, now that you’re acting like my favorite little slut~”

You felt his hand from your back travel to the front of your breast, which made your body tingle with goosebumps. When Hudson’s hand held one of your bouncy breasts, he groped it in his hand then started to massage it gently, leading you to moan in his ear in jubilation. Reacting to his stimulation of another sweet spot on your body, your pussy began to pulsate in rapture, causing it to excrete more lewd juices from how aroused he got you. Your body was now in his control, which caused his mind to flood with many of his desires. The thought of getting nasty for each other, was an act of strong and devoted loyalty to him. You really are HIS, and he’d be willing to do anything and everything to make your mind and body remember. By kissing you, licking you, and touching you… he’d do all of that for his one and only princess. The love of his life. He’d give you a hundred kisses or more on your body for you to forgive him, if you asked him to. That was just his way of showing how much he loved you, and how he wasn’t willing to let you go… Ever.

Witnessing you crumble from his groping and how his cock was hitting your cervix every time your drenched heat collapsed onto his member, made him feel a sense of superiority over you. He was unsure if he should feel guilty for treating you differently than usual, but from his perspective, it seems like you were enjoying it. A little TOO much, if you asked him. Your arms wrapped around him and your body pressed up against his was your way of not ever wanting to let him go. Even the connection of your two body parts colliding with one another, drowning in the tunes of sinful juicy elation made you and Hudson feel extreme lechery for each other. Although this was the case, he kept going with his pleasing, now beginning to swirl his thumb onto your nipple, giving it a few flicks here and there. By getting a good reaction out of you, you jolted from the sudden feeling, like electricity shot right through you in a flash. You heaved, breathing out in a tremor, “Hud- … s-son~!!!” Your trembling voice really was his weakness. It was like energy had restored in his body, giving him this extra sense of adrenaline. His touches became rougher, as he started to pinch and pull on your nipple, stealing cries out from your lungs while your sloppy dribbles on his cock got messier by the minute. Hudson’s member even restored its solidity, in which you felt him enlarge and expand your cramped walls even more, stretching them out to its full capacity. As he viewed your disheveled self, he believed that he was looking at a moon goddess. Bathing under the lunar’s dazzling shine, your exposed body was really a sight to behold. Those twinkling rain-drop eyes focused only on his own dark obsidian gems… Those rosy cheeks visible, even when surrounded by darkness… Those soft lips that are far heavenly than anyone could ever imagine… Those curves on your perfect body as if carved in exquisite detail for a commissioned Renaissance statue… Everything about you that he was scanning for himself, were all his. You were all his.

Hudson wanted to praise you even more, for being so divine. Knowing that someone, as stunning as you, who’s been rocked to the core from his own will gets him very turned on. Still vocalizing sexy whimpers from his vivacious plays on your nipple, Hudson’s face drew closer towards your own, until he stopped a few centimeters away from yours. Feeling your panting breath on him, he gave you an order that you wouldn’t think twice about doing.

“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue, my dear slut.”

Almost immediately, you gladly obeyed him, watching his face magnetize towards you. In an instant, his eyes changed to a very primal gleam, indicating that he was about to turn it up a notch. Seeing that you have done what you were told to do, he opened his mouth slightly too, and pulled himself into you for a very heated kiss. His tongue brushed against your tongue mildly at first, until he decided to assert his dominance by roughly pressing his lips to yours and by pushing his tongue deeper into your cavity to explore your mouth. The sucking of your tongues, along with the feverish moans that escaped your mouth with your “Ahhn~” and your “Mmm~” ‘s caused him to pinch on your nipple more. You were already a moaning disaster, yet Hudson’s domineering character decided to shove his free hand down your private and fiddle with your clit, making you sob in desperation for a release. Tears started to stream down your face because of the unbearable amount of pleasure that he was giving you. From his beastly cock, to his talented hands, you were all set for the most intense orgasm of your life.

Already edging in on your climax, Hudson felt your sex ringing around him, spasming out like it was about to burst any minute. Groaning into your mouth erotically, his kiss for you deepened, still wanting more of that sweet taste of your tongue on him. The claps of your ass landing on his groin stayed consistent, not allowing yourself to stop rebounding on his thickness until his tip manages to properly bruise and hurt your insides, especially your cervix. Your arms that were clutched around him loosened, slipping your hands down his broad and muscular back, feeling every muscle that seemed to have made you even wetter than before.

Everything in this setting felt like a fever dream. You and Hudson were unaware that all of the car’s windows were more fogged up than before due to the excessive body heat and air that was being exhaled from the both of you. On top of that, the both of you were ignorant to the fact that the car had been rocking back and forth violently for about two hours now. Even some civilians who were passing by, noticed the creaking car and would point it out in awe.

“Mommy, why is that car moving?”

“L-let’s just keep walking son, there’s nothing to see there…”

Little did those bystanders know, an eventful occasion of sin was taking place inside that car. Hands grabbing, mouths clashing, bodies grinding… It was definitely a sporadic phenomenon to witness.

Within the car, Hudson’s lips parted from yours, since he craved to hear those addictive noises that he loved hearing you announce for him, being the only one to hear them. At that moment, you were screaming at the top of your lungs over the euphoric feeling of ecstasy, clawing onto his jacked trapezius through his coat, trying to find comfort in him for you to ease into your orgasm. He too, was almost at the point of ejecting his own release. Sensing that he’s almost there because of his swelling manhood, his eyes turned to you in preparation for the both of you to release at the same time.

Panting, you wailed in fervor, “Hudson… Hah… I’m… g-going to… cum~!”

Hudson gave the final line, saying in a deep sultry voice, “Cum for me, my dirty little whore~”

On one final snap of your hips, your legs gave up on you as your body fell onto his meaty dick due to your last breath of the little amount of stamina you had left in your body. At long last, your pussy convulsed around his stiff cock, gripping onto it with dire need for his semen to release simultaneously with you. When your muscle contractions released, your vaginal juices squirted right on his hard wood, causing you to scream his name out saying, “Hudson~!!!!” Alongside you, his member felt your walls clamp around his throbbing sex, forcing him to shoot his load into you which led to your uterus expanding in volume. Coating every crevice inside of your tight vaginal muscle with his own thick milky cum, you and Hudson both shuddered from the resolution of your climaxes. While still trying to regain oxygen into your lungs, Hudson proudly kissed your forehead after wrapping his arms around you tightly while the two of remained connected in body underneath.

In adoration, he said impressed, “You did so good, (Y/N). I didn’t think that you’d have a dirty side to you like this. You had me in awe…”

Your cheeks flushed in embarrassment at the remembrance of how shameless you were with your actions during your intimacy with Hudson. However, he reassured you by giving your lips a small peck before burying his own head in the crook of your neck while cradling you in his arms lovingly. Sighing, he felt contentment at how he just experienced the most mind-blowing sex in his life. Of course, that person that he did it with was you, and he couldn't think of anyone else in the world who he'd share such passion with. You were his muse, and he wouldn't trade you in with anyone in the world.

Hudson unraveled his arms around you then smiled at your sweaty face, with your cheeks still flushed in deep red and your chest heaving, trying to recollect yourself. "Babe, I'll be driving us both back to my place in a second so I need to get dressed right now. I'm sorry that I have to ask you to get off of me so soon. But don't worry, we'll get plenty of time to cuddle later."

For only a short moment, your eyes displayed a disappointed glimpse, before you had to pull yourself off of him. The mixed discharge that was overflowing out of your cunt and down his balls were liberated from your snug kitty, allowing his love-stick to spring out freely. His cock was coated in all of its sticky glory, glistening in dirty body fluids under the moonlight. Right when you got on your feet, you winced at the feeling of pines-and-needles in your legs from having your legs bent for too long, which stopped your blood circulation to flow through them. You almost fell onto the floor until Hudson caught you by the waist and said, "Woah, that was close. Be careful, (Y/N)." Turning around, you thanked him saying, "Thanks Hud-" Damn. What an attractive sight to behold.

When you turned around to thank him, your eyes trailed down from his face, down to his shaft, that was dripping in all of its splendor. Curious at what you were staring at, Hudson followed your gaze down to his own private, then smirked. He laid out both of his arms behind the carseats' head placements on either side of him with his legs spread out, staring back at you with a playful grin. "Hurry up and toss me my clothes if you want to get out of here quicker. We'll go for another round once we get there."

Snapping you out of your dirty thoughts, you immediately got his remaining clothes off of the floor, including yours. You handed them to him, and once he took them out of your hands, he snatched your clothes right out of your hands then quickly tossed them at the very back of the car. Unable to reach them, you glared at him yelling, "What was that for?!" He smirked at your outburst saying, "You won't be needing those anytime soon since I did say, that we're going for Round Two when we get there." While watching him get fully dressed, you stared at him in distress protesting, "But my-" Suddenly, he tossed you his coat then said cheekily, "Take it. It'll help cover your body while we get there. In the meantime, you're still under your punishment. So, blame yourself for being a bad girl and deal with it. And just stay here in the back for now, it's cold outside." As he unlocked the nearest door to him, he got out of the car to head into the driver's seat. Right when he got himself comfortable in his seat, you took his coat and pulled it over yourself, now wearing it to conceal your naked body. When he started the car, he turned on the headlights, switched the defroster on, and hit the gas pedal. The car drove out of the driveway and down into the street, speeding towards the rightful destination that you both so coveted for.

. . .

When you were heading up to his condo, you awkwardly passed by his neighbors while trying to cover yourself with his coat. It was all fun and games, watching you anxiously greet people who passed by you, on Hudson's end. He was obviously enjoying the sight of you having to try and act normal, when he introduced you as his girlfriend to his neighbors. Good thing that didn't last too long.

The both of you reached the front door of his place, as he unlocked it with a passcode. Right when he opened the door for you, you walked in slowly, feeling your heart hammering through your ribcage, already awaiting what was about to go down. Once you heard the door shut behind you, Hudson did no hesitate to attack you from behind. His hands grabbed onto your waist, spinning you around to lock his lips onto yours wildly, with your arms now flinging over his neck to cling onto him again. You felt his hands glide down your thighs as his robust grip lifted you up from the ground, coercing you to wrap your legs around his waist. As he carried you all the way to his bedroom, your lips never left each other until you both made it to his bed. He threw you onto the bed with such force, that you felt your back hit the mattress with a thud. When your eyes focused on him, you noticed how the room was basked almost in complete darkness, except for the huge glass window beside his bed that welcomed in the presence of the full moon. During his little strip show, you caught a glimpse of his eyes that were now glimmering in pure lust, taking off every layer of clothing that he had. Patiently, you watched him take off his sweater, then his shirt that he pulled over his head, as his toned body is engulfed in lunar light with his rock hard abs and beefy arms. God, he's so hot. May the Lord have mercy for what he's about to do...

"Lose the coat. Tonight, you won't be needing it with what I'm about to do to you."

Blushing uncontrollably, you took the coat off yourself and threw it onto the floor right next the bed. Waiting for him like the good girl that you are, you examined your boyfriend undoing his belt and unbuttoning his pants. Promptly, he slid them right off and tossed them to the side. He did the same with his briefs, as he removed it and dropped them to the floor, without any train of thought in his actions. His mind was already going feral just by imagining all the wonderful things in bed that he wanted to do with you at that very moment. Hudson didn’t waste any time as he climbed onto the bed, creeping towards you like a beast who locked his eyes on his prey. With speed as fast as a panther’s pounce, he grabbed onto your legs then dragged you towards him. A gasp escaped through your lips, as your back laid flat onto the bed while your head was now facing him upwards.

In one command, he said in an imposing fashion, “Spread your legs for me.”

He didn’t have to tell you twice.

Swiftly, you did so without any signs of doubt. With a triumphant snicker, he held onto your legs on both sides after saying, “Good girl.” He then dug his face into your heat, as he began to eat you out like a starving man. Throwing your head back in bliss, you felt his tongue flick your clit multiple times. The sensation of his salivated tongue uttered pleased moans that were emitted from your vocal chords. Without thinking, you ran your fingers through his hair, grabbing onto a tuft of his blonde tendrils.

"Ahhh~, Hudson..."

In between his slurping and tongue fucking, his thirsty eyes peeked at you from in between your legs, murmuring, "That's right, keep calling my name out. Just like that..."

Resuming his need to devour you, he tightened his grip on your legs and began to vigorously dig his tongue into you, causing you to squirm and squeal at the sensation of his inhumane tongue.

Gasping, you called out in response to his blessed mouth saying, “O-oh god, Hudson~!! Don’t stop~!!!”

Clenching your hands deeper in your grasp on his hair, Hudson obliged to quicken his pace on your sopping cunt by angling his tongue onto the right spot, teasing you out on your g-spot. Arching your back in response gave him a sense of great satisfaction, encouraging him to keep going until your body couldn’t take it anymore. In immense pleasure, you called out to him screaming, “Hudsooooon~!!!!” Your insides pulsed around his tongue, resulting in a shower of your juices to squirt erratically onto his tongue. Leaving you breathless, his face drew back from your pussy, meeting with your eyes critically. With your warm juices still lingering on the sides of his mouth, he licked the corners of his mouth sexily, still maintaining his solicitous eye contact with you. The warmth on your cheeks burned a very bright red, yet even under the moon’s shimmer, it was still noticeable. Hudson shifted towards your side then laid back onto the end next to you.

Leisurely, he got comfortable onto the bed, giving you another instruction for you to follow. “Suck on it.”

Without having to refuse, you crawled in between his legs and got into position. Feeling for his solid member, you pumped his shaft a few times before you teased him right. The direct eye contact you gave him made him tense up in anticipation, wondering what you had in mind. While still maintaining your ravenous eyes on him, you took his member in your hand, then started to lick the side of his cock like a lollipop. A sweet, delicious, treat that only you were in possession of. Winning a few moans from him, your mouth curved devilishly, already sensing that he’s at the brink of losing his wits just by feeling his gonad stiffen into its rock-like form. Enjoying the sight of your boyfriend being pleasured by you, resulted in you feeling a tremendous sense of achievement. “You really are a naughty girl, aren’t you, (Y/N)? But, you’re so good at teasing. I should be careful while I’m around you, from now on…” His praises were irresistible to the ears, which made you decide your next move. Gifting him what he wanted out of you, you gladly took his mouthwatering length into your mouth. This time, you were quite into it. Your hand massages his thickness up and down, while you mouth was in sync. Tongue swirling, cheeks blowing, mouth slurping, it was like a beautiful melody to Hudson. His sexually arousing grunts was fuel for you to continue without stopping, which caused him to smooth your hair out of your face, and hold your head from behind. Your moans onto his cock, making it seem like you couldn’t get enough of how delicious he tasted in your mouth, resulted in his cock to swell. The increase in his size made you gag a bit, but that didn’t stop you from slowing down your pace on his shaft. Curses were spewed from under his breath as he said while panting, “Goddamn, baby. You really do love me, don't you? My lovely little slut~ Mmmm, shit…”

From the way he was vibrating in your mouth, his pulsations were going ballistic from how well you were sucking him off. In that very instance, you went crazy over his cock as well. Driving him insane with the slurping and the “Mmm~”’s coming from your dirty mouth, he tightened his grip on your head, as he hissed saying, “Go ahead and take my cum, you whore. I want you to take all of it, and don’t waste a single drop…” With one final sink onto his wood, he burst into your mouth like a water fountain, showering your cavity with that delicious milk of his, that you loved so much. With a groan, he pulled down onto your hair from behind to make sure that you take all of him in. Down your throat his seed went, swallowing it like the sweet little tart you are. Your mouth stayed there for a minute, feeling his semen travel down the back of your throat and into your stomach, making you feel warm and full in your body. It was time for your lips to detach from his huge prong, untangling your tongue that was wrapped around the base of his sex, you dragged your mouth up towards his crown. Giving his head one long lasting suction of your lips, separating from his peachy tip with a sloppy trickle of your saliva that faded into thin air. Hudson's eyes were glued onto your mouth, entranced at how intoxicating you made his private feel, with just that extraordinary mouth of yours.

Relishing with endearment for you, he sat up straight so he can show you his cute displays of affection. Just the simple touch of his hand grazing down from your scalp to the side of your face, compelled you to lean into his hand appreciatively while admiring his pretty dark eyes above you. In a softer tone, he apologized with, “Princess, I’m sorry for using such vulgar words on you. I got too caught up in the moment. I hope you can forgive me…” Giggling at the sight of how shameful he looked by averting his eyes from you, you couldn't help but think of how adorable he was. Exactly like a puppy, ashamed to even beg for forgiveness. You gently placed your hand on top of his, coercing him to turn his attention back onto you in interest. Bringing it onto your lips, you kissed his hand dearly before pronouncing, "I love you, Hudson", with an angelic smile. A small tint of red overcame his cheeks at your confession of love for him. How precious, he thought. I really am a lucky man. To have someone as loving as her to stay by my side like this... To think that he already had the love of his life beside him brought him great comfort. In return, he replied back saying, "I love you too, (Y/N). I swear, I'm never letting you go ever again." Leaning forward, he scooped you up into his strong arms, then crashed down on the bed with you on top of him. You fell on his sturdy chest and on impulse, your hand smoothed over his chiseled abs, feeling every solid ripple of his fit body. As his buff arms enveloped your body closely, his lips kissed you passionately in pure devotion. Deepening the kiss, you kissed him back while butterflies flew within your stomach, awakening every heartfelt emotion you had towards him. Intertwined with each other, you and Hudson ignited a flame full of passion, which lasted the both of you all throughout the night. Harboring not only this never-ending desire for one another, but also carrying out this infatuation of deep romance...

[rottenzomboy]

Samuel Seo/Seo Seongeun relationship headcanons (Gender neutral)

i have no clue how to use tumblr but i need to share this with the world.. enjoy..

remember,, this is just my take! i personally am not a believer of the headcanon that he would have a soft spot for someone he's in a relationship with. i cant see him being protective or spoiling a partner or anything like that..

♚ samuel's partner would be someone above him; stronger than him, or in any position of power over him. he needs someone that he seeks the approval of.

♚ if you happen to be this person, contrats! everything he does, he does to impress you, to gain your approval, to make you proud. he would kill if it meant you'd give him so much as a pat on the back.

♚ you shouldn't praise him too much, though. toy with him. he'll tell you everything he does in hopes to get your approval. switch it up between: 'you did well' and 'why should i praise you for something you're supposed to do anyways?' dont let his ego get too big, keep him as your dog

♚ samuel isn't the type to put a name to relationships. there wouldn't likely be a time where he would call you his partner/boyfriend/girlfriend, and in turn you probably wouldn't call him your boyfriend. if he was asked to describe what the two of you had, he wouldn't call it much more than a 'companionship' or something similar. this doesn't mean he's not completely wrapped around your finger, though.

♚ he doesn't tend to initiate physical touch, but welcomes it. essentially, any form of affection towards him should be used strategically and with purpose; make him earn it or use it to get something from him

thats all i have for now folks.. i am a firm believer in submissive samuel though

[akiyamanemu]

⛓.Samuel and Gun being submissive to the reader:

w:bdsm, handjob, dirty talk, degrading, vibrator, gag, begging, feetjob, nipple play, dacriphilia.

Samuel:

Saliva ran down the boy's chin as he muttered things impossible to understand, the gag stuck to his face prevented him from saying anything, Seo could only thrash about on the mattress while you tortured him with a vibrator. Red ropes went around and tied the boy's body to the bed, highlighting even more his muscles and his tattoos.

His nipples were ruffled, his body tingling every time the vibrator passed through his thighs to his thick cock making his muscles twitch. The open blue shirt was slightly damp, his dress pants seemed about to burst the seams, the dark hair almost covered the boy's wet eyes, his lips were red signaling every time he tried to contain the moans and gasps. Your hands undress him calmly touching the tattooed skin with a certain lightness, Seo protested making more and more saliva run down his chin.

Your fingers now touching Seo's soft skin, sliding over his cock slowly as if around it, your other hand was pouring the cold lubricant over the boy's glans, seeing the transparent gel slowly drain. Samuel muttered under his breath in approval, moving his hips on the bed, as you left some unassuming touches along the length of his cock, your thumb rubbed the boy's glans lightly, just to make him more sensitive.

-Do you like to be treated like that Samuel? You asked as you lowered your hands caressing the boy's balls.-Outside you do all that boss theater, then come back here to be treated like a slut...

Samuel closed his eyes grunting in pleasure, you used your lube-soaked hands to masturbate the boy, his hips rose, he moaned in the midst of all that pleasure as your hands went up and down his thick phallus. You guys were like that for a long time, Samuel wouldn't last much longer, he could feel his body giving all the signs of an intense orgasm, while you played with the cock in your hands making the boy's mind go completely blank. He lost control of his own body lifting his hips while muttering things in a totally tangled way trying to get rid of the ropes that tied him to the bed, it was something totally erotic the sight of the boy's sweaty body trembling while the semen spurted from his cock covering your fingers.

Gun:

He was irritated, his hands held above his head by a chain that was attached to the low ceiling of the basement, the boy's expensive clothes contrasted with the dirty environment, his hair that had been straightened was now messy and slick with sweat. You used one of your feet to touch the boy's cock over the noble fabric of his pants, the heels you wore caught his attention, JongGun's eyes filled with hate and lust climbed up your calf and thighs appreciating you calmly, for on account of this you can see when the boy's face contorted in pleasure.

-You look so needy today... You whispered seeing the boy lower his head. -Look at me Park JongGun.

Reluctantly he raised his head, Gun loved to pretend he didn't like being dominated, he was always disobedient, always answering you or trying to change positions.

You kept your foot on his cock stimulating him in a slow, torturous way, so you could see Gun's posture change as he lifted his hips or held in vain groans.

-Gun my boy, you know you can't resist for long. Your hands messed up the boy's black hair, gluing his face to your thigh.

-I... I'm not resisting... He said greedily while looking into your eyes. With his cheek glued to your thigh Gun could smell your skin, your perfume intoxicated him, he felt his own body shiver and tremble more with each touch, he wanted to be subjected to all your desires, he wanted to feel more of that.

The gasping moans of pleasure that Gun emitted filled the dark room, his body trembling and arching forward, his lips touching the skin of your thigh as he went wild with pleasure. You started to press your foot more on Gun's hard cock when he called out your name in between moans, the boy who was normally serious and bossy now found himself totally needy and passive to your touches.

You leaned down touching Gun's nipples, his reaction was instantaneous, he whimpered forcing his face against your thigh.

-Don't touch me like that. He looked at you, still trying not to surrender to the pleasure, the boy's eyes were teary, his soft lips slightly swollen after so many bites.

-Don't try to tell me what to do... You went back to tease Gun's nipples squeezing, pressing, giving light touches. -You tremble like a bitch when I touch you like that.

Gun was going crazy with all that friction, he couldn't take it anymore while you used your hands and your feet to stimulate him, your perfume seemed more intense and your voice hit him in a totally erotic and intense way.

-Come for me... You said leaning even further in order to reach Gun's ear with your lips.

Gun's defined thighs were twitching madly, you could feel hot tears against your skin as he called your name in the midst of an intense orgasm, his body was shaking, his face was turned up, his eyes filled with tears of pleasure. They stared in supplication while you could feel Gun's cock throbbing under your foot.

[I intend to write more of these as requested, but as it took me a while to come up with ideas for the others I came to post the ones I had ready, it was a lot of fun writing this, I like male submission. Anyway, i hope you like this, because i liked it a lot 💖🥺🌸]

[evacado3]

C-can a request Samuel Seo rough sex (maybe a little anal, please forgive me if this to dirty)?

Tysm 😊

Uhh I’m shit at nsfw and I have literally no clue on what happens during sex. And yet I still accept smut requests like ??? It is very out of my comfort zone but I did say I write smut so I didn't wanna reject this request

I kindly ask my mutuals don't read my horny posts unless you too, are horny like this anon

⌈🔞WARNING!NSFW!⌋ spanking and rough sex!

Shared intentions

Word count: 2244

This is the last week, you sighed. You swirled the drink in your hand, trying to enjoy the atmosphere of the blaring club. "Ahhh! I don't want to work goddammit!" you gulped down the alcohol all at once and slammed it down on the counter.

You took out a cigarette, about to light the tip before the bartender stopped you.

"Eh? What do you mean, I used to smoke here all the time," you stated, though the man just pointed out the door saying to smoke in the back alley.

There wasn't anything that you could do but slam the door shut on your way out. You hurriedly pressed the lighter, placing the cig between your lips, only to find there was no more fluid in the holder.

"Fuck, can I not spend my last days having fun!" you yelled.

You were once a rebellious little teen running away from home, being out in society young made you realize the messed up world, the cruel standards you've never met. Only then did you run back into the embrace of your parent's strict morals and high expectations.

This may just be the last night you could do as you wish, messing around with whoever you wanted. Cause as of next week, you would be a full-time employee at a renowned company. That is if you passed their interview. But you won't fail, you couldn't afford to, or your parents would absolutely lose it.

Unexpectedly, you weren't alone in the alleyway, a man stood far away, too with a cigarette between his fingers. You approached the quiet figure, who heard your loud footsteps and turned to look at you.

"Hey you over there! Do you mind?" you asked, pointing to the cig in your hand. He stared for a while before throwing you his lighter. You caught it with ease, swiftly lit the tip and sucked in a breath.

The man chuckled seeing he saw you breathe out the smoke in relief, surprising you with a soft laugh despite his gloomy aura.

You glared at him, "What. I haven't smoked in a while okay? Tch," you threw the object back to him, muttering a small thanks.

"That was a horrible throw lady," he remarked, nevertheless shoving the lighter in his pocket. Just when you were gonna go off on the guy, you finally looked at his whole torso. He was in a cream-colored suit, a matching blazer with slick hair, but that wasn't all you noticed.

"What's a neat-looking guy like you doing out here," you teased, "Did you get fired from the office?" You crossed your arms, you didn't want to admit but this man was unbelievably attractive.

You took the chance to check him out while he sighed and puffed out smoke. His biceps are prominent even through his blazer, thighs bulged from his tight pants, not to mention the swell of his groin was definitely eye candy. And some symbol-looking tattoos on his neck that you couldn't make out from the darkness of the alley.

"I got promoted actually, thank you for your concern sweetie," he responded, dropping his cig and stepping on it. "I only wanted to relieve some stress."

"Hmph, does a guy like you have any worries," you mumbled.

It was like he heard you, an odd look appeared on his face, but then he grinned. "Well then, what's a lady like you doing in a shady place like this?"

"To relief some stress, of course," you imitated his low voice with a stern face. You giggled, the frustrating thoughts that circled your head cleared a bit. Maybe talking to hot guys like this eases pressure?

"Interesting aren't you?" it was like he got an answer he wanted, he touched his jacket and started walking closer.

"Woah Woah hey I didn't mean to upset you or anything, uh-" you whimpered and shut your eyes as he pinned you against the wall. "Mister?"

"You'll do for tonight."

"W-what? Do for what?"

"For relieving stress, of course."

==========

He carried you bridal style towards the room he booked, followed by some men who drop off his bag. Not giving you a chance to escape, he crashed his lips on yours harshly, prying your lips open with his tongue.

Your moans were muffled and swallowed by his mouth as he let you down on the bed, standing back up to remove his clothes.

"W-wait, how should I address you?" you asked quietly, unable to look in his eyes. The situation freaked you out a little, but you couldn't help to rub your thighs together, that kiss was erotic.

You heard the sound of fabric tearing and before you knew it, a handheld your jaw. Roughly turning your head to face him, who was inches in front of you. You could feel his hot breath hitting your face, eyes staring straight at your lips.

"Call me Samuel, princess."

Before you could react to his words, Samuel cupped your cheek and leaned in for another greedy kiss. He groan when you sucked on his bottom lip, hand caressing your clothed waist. His lips trailed down to your neck as you rake your nails through his hair, sucking and nipping at your soft skin. He only bit down hard when you told him not to leave any marks.

"Take off your clothes before I rip them," he demanded, leering down at your flushed body. You hurriedly stripped, squirming out of your dress and your bra. "Samuel my neck you... wait." you paused.

He smiled noticing you gawking at his body. "Like what you see?"

Your breathing hitched looking at his naked torso, the tattoos you couldn't see in the alley were all shown in glory. His neck, his chest, his thighs, everywhere was covered with the same black ink. You dragged your hand down the middle of his strong chest and Samuel shivered at the contact.

"Hmm," you sighed, "so so."

You yelped when he grabbed your wrists and pinned them on top of your head, glaring at your smug face. "You don't wanna make this rough princess," he warned. His once tidied hair was messed up, covering one eye. His comment only made you more satisfied, if he was gonna be the one fucking you tonight, better make it stimulating~

"And why not Samuel, I can take it." you taunted.

You gasped feeling his fingers rubbing your entrance, your head tilting back with a loud whine. He chuckled at the reaction, pushing a finger in your wet hole, thrusting painfully deep with his long digit.

"Hmp-ah-h samuel~" you cried while he added another finger, stretching you out good. He only gave a pleased hum and curled his fingers, feeling aroused when you arched your back, pushing up your breasts.

Samuel could see you aching to break out of his hold, arms struggling to pull away from his hand.

"Stay still unless you want my fist in you," he whispered next to your ear with a shit-eating grin on his face, content at your red face and cute glare. He stopped and pulled out, landing a harsh slap on your inner thigh. Your eyes widened followed by a shocked moan, this will definitely leave a mark, it stings so bad, but honestly so good at the same time...

"Who do you think you’re glaring at," he took a good look at your position, thighs rubbing together to soothe the pain. Whimpering at the loss of touch, your chest heaved up and down, eyes staring at his own, clouded with lust.

"Keep going..." you plead softly, slowly spreading your legs apart. "Fuck," he cursed as his erection pushed against his boxer unbearably, begging for release. "Get on your knees." He finally let go of your wrists, picking up a condom he left on the bed before and ripping it open.

You turned around eagerly, on all fours with your ass up high. "Is this alright?" you panted, purposely teasing him wriggling your plump flesh in the air. Wasn't long before another slap met your skin, making you jolt and mewl at the contact.

"What, you like getting spanked princess?" Samuel snickered at the bright pink handprint on your right cheek, but you only ached for more. You turned your head back to see his boxers gone and him putting the protection on his throbbing dick.

The tip was slightly swollen and his slit leaked drops of precum. Fuck he's big, you thought, licking your reddened lips. "Samuel~ Hurry up!" you groaned, burning with need.

"Be a good girl for me," he was having a hard time too, trying not to concentrate on the mere friction of a condom. Honestly a little shocked to be this turned on, he could feel his heart thumping quickly and his cock twitched at the slightest prod.

He tugged your waist back, grinding his length onto your soaked folds, a breathy moan leaving his lips. Samuel couldn't hear your cries and pleas, groans escaping his mouth as he was immersed with your puffy lips, rolling his hips over and over, unaware of your trembling mess.

"Ha-aah samuel no mo-more, ple-" you couldn't make out a full sentence without breaking into a sob. The feeling of him rubbing your slick back on your clit made your stomach churn with pleasure, and with how firm he was holding onto your waist, it would be pretty bruised by tomorrow.

"Speak properly princess," he grinned when he finally observed your state, a dumb look on your face without even being fucked. Eventually giving in to your begs, he positioned his cock and pushed in his fat tip.

He snapped his hips without a second thought, pushing into your tight walls. Your body lunged forward from the force, "wait! You- AHhm," you choked when he started ramming his hips, pulling your waist back to meet his thrusts. "Fuck you're tight," he growled.

"Too r-rough!" you clenched the sheets below and dug your face in the pillows to muffle your screams, his abrupt movements gave you a whip of pain, leaving you breathless with pleasure. He moaned desperately and rutted his hips. Feeling your gummy walls suck him in, he couldn't stop even if he knew he was being too much, after all, Samuel did come to relieve stress, he didn't care for your pain.

He wasn't pleased not hearing you, his hand circled your nape and pulled up your head. "Let me hear you," he muttered, stopping his movements, repositioning his angle then starting to pound again.

"AHHH- T-there!" you clenched around his dick when he hit the spot, he tensed up as you squeezed him tight. "D-don't do that, don't fucking do that doll," his voice was deep and raspy, he continued his pace which you soon got used to, your legs almost gave out on you but Samuel scooped his arm around your stomach, tugging you back to his hip.

Your lips quivered as shaky moans force out of your throat, Samuel didn't show signs of slowing down, is he some kind of monster? You felt your stomach twist, about to explode. "I'm c-cumming, Samuel~"

He gritted his teeth at your whines, the way his dick sank into your hole and pulls out with strands of your juices connected was filthy, the lewd sounds overthrew his senses and he didn't notice how close he was to climax.

At this sensitive state, you writhe in his hold, trying to get crawl away from his brutal thrusts. "Where do you think you're going princess?" he mocked, securing you in place. He was cumming way faster than he thought, he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, letting out strained groans.

"I can't hm- Samuel please!" you were up to your limit, without warning you cried out his name, clamping hard on his length, spewing all over his thighs and sheets. The sudden grip pushed Samuel over the edge, he thrust a few more times, a white ring of cum forming on the base of his dick. He let out a few curses before spilling into the condom, not pulling out yet as he rested for a few seconds, basking in your fruity scent.

He flattens his tongue on your neck, leaving more bite marks here and there. You could only let out a helpless sigh, too tired to stop him.

"Don't you think we're done yet princess."

end

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[COOKIE]

"I'm so nervous, I think I'm gonna puke." you gulped, the massive building of ONE MCN towered over all pedestrians, you wondered how could a man about your age build such a company like this?

It excited you to meet him, but it was absolutely nerve-wracking walking in the front door. A young lady lead you up to the top floor for your interview, you regretted not wearing something warmer as the aircon blew right in your face.

Goosebumps appeared on your arms when you stood in front of the office door, just what kind of human being can be this successful, will they accept me?

Knock knock

"Come in."

You walked in confidently, knowing what it is that gives you a great first impresssio-

“SAMUEL?” You yelled, oh shit, you slapped a hand over your mouth. Wasn’t this the guy you fucked a week ago?

You heard a burst of amused laughter from the man and saw him standing up from his leather chair.

"Welcome to ONE MCN princess, or should I say, y/n?"

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sorry

I chickened out on the anal part, forgive me but I don't I'm comfortable writing it so I gave a cookie :( this is the first time I wrote a full smut and it's probably the most I can do for you. hope you like it though

I really wanted to say mommy milkers at one point but-