#seungyoun x reader smut

[thru-the-grapevine]

Something New (m)

Pairing: Cho Seungyoun x fem!reader

Summary: Sometimes your boyfriend asking you blunt questions pays off for you in the end.

Word Count: 3.3k

Tags/Warnings: mature content (minors dni), pwfwp (porn with feelings without plot), oral sex (fem. receiving), established relationship, they are simps for each other, inexperienced!reader

Author’s Note: if you’ve been around on this blog at all, you’ll know this isn’t the typical sort of thing I post. I have no excuse other than the man makes me absolutely insane and I decided to be self-indulgent. Please read at your own risk.

“Have you ever thought about letting me eat you out?”

You cough, nearly choking on your own tongue, and drop your phone against your boyfriend’s chest.

You lift your head from Seungyoun’s shoulder and look at him, incredulous. “What?”

Seungyoun glances at you, shooting you a brief little smile before continuing to scroll his phone.

“Letting me go down on you,” he clarifies, confirming you had somehow, in fact, heard him right after all.

You blink several times, brain mysteriously empty.

“I…uh,” you finally stammer.

You’ve been with Seungyoun long enough to know that he likes to be blunt and face things head-on, no beating around the bush. It does catch you by surprise, though, anytime it’s about something intimate.

The plain look on his face is indication enough that this question is par for the course with him. “Didn’t know if it was on the list of stuff you were interested in trying.”

He’s known since before you started seeing each other that you’re inexperienced, never having any real interest in sex until you met him. He’s taken this very well, been exceedingly patient and a perfect sweetheart with you. He always cheerfully answers your shy questions in a way that doesn’t embarrass you for being curious, and loves going along with your hesitant experimentation whenever you like.

You haven’t experimented far beyond heavy makeout sessions, beyond dry humping and hands under shirts, but where your timidity has stopped you in real life, your imagination has run rampant. So in all honesty, you have thought about Seungyoun eating you out. You’ve had no courage whatsoever to say anything about it, but the thought of his mouth on you has come to mind more and more often lately. Little daydreams of your hands in his hair, your thighs clamped around his head, of an unfamiliar pleasure that might possibly be better than your own fingers or shower head.

The way he’s smiling at you makes you pretty sure he knows what you’ve been thinking from your facial expressions.

“Don’t look at me like that,” you mumble, halfheartedly thumping your hand against his chest.

“It’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” Seungyoun laughs. “I’m the one who asked.”

“Why did you?” You ask, watching him closely.

He shrugs a shoulder, turning his smile back to his phone. “Because I’ve been thinking about it.”

Oh. Something funny quivers in your stomach, heat like lava pooling low. He’s been thinking about it, too. Been thinking about spreading your legs and lowering his head to—

“You—I…” You try to start a thought several times, then realize you have none.

His smile only widens. He keeps scrolling his phone, looking cool as a cucumber, which isn’t fair.

“You have?” You finally finish weakly.

He looks up from his phone to meet your gaze.

“I have,” he says.

Your brain doesn’t know what to do with this information. “You….but….”

He tilts his head slightly. “But?”

“Why—” You cut off, squirming a little. “I…why would you be thinking about it?”

“Because I want to do it?” He sounds amused and puzzled.

“I—but, like. Why would…?” You ask, looking anywhere but at him.

“Ah,” he murmurs, realization in his voice. When you look back up at him, his eyes are sparkling, gaze too fond for what comes out of his mouth.

“You make the cutest little noises when you're getting yourself off in my lap. I need to be the reason you make them, on purpose this time.”

A bolt of pure lust hits you right in the stomach, air stalling in your lungs. You shiver, toes curling.

“Ah,” you croak.

The corners of his eyes are crinkling. You look away from him, trying to remember to breathe evenly. “And that’s….good, for you?”

He snorts. “Oh, yes. A lot. Very much.”

“…I see,” you say.

He grins, his gaze landing on your mouth. “Hm? You like that?”

You swallow hard, trying to ignore the liquid heat simmering low in your belly. “A…a little.”

His gaze only makes you hotter. “Yeah? A little?”

“Okay, maybe a lot,” you say, voice raspier than usual.

“Hm.” He studies your face for a long moment, smile rather pleased. Then he winks at you and goes back to his phone. “Good.”

You blink at him in disbelief for a long moment.

“That’s…that’s all?” You ask.

He glances at you. “All?”

“I—you were just…” you flounder for a moment. “Just…asking?”

He shrugs a shoulder. “Yeah. Just asking. Good to know.”

“…Oh,” you say.

He glances at you, eyebrows raising in curiosity at your tone. Then he smiles, looking so mischievous that your face burns.

“Did you want it to be something else?” He asks, and his voice is low and silky, brushing smooth like a caress.

Well, you had. Being found out makes you ten shades of embarrassed. You suppose you weren’t exactly subtle, though.

“You are the worst,” you grumble.

Seungyoun grins, plucking your phone from your hand and setting it aside with his and gathering you close to him, until you’re curled up nose-to-nose.

“I am,” he murmurs, gleeful. He looks down at your mouth. “So you’re interested in trying it?”

You swallow hard, settling your hands on his chest. “I…I mean, yes, but…”

The little trails of warmth his fingertips are drawing along the side of your neck are distracting, as is the molten warmth of his eyes.

“But?” He prompts, patient and soft.

Your voice won’t rise above a whisper. “But maybe we, uh….work our way up to it, like. It’s just…”

The thought of diving right in immediately, no matter how interested you are in it, sets little panic bells off in your head.

“…Scary, if we just…go for it,” you breathe, face burning.

His smirk softens into a sweet smile. He nuzzles his nose against yours reassuringly.

“‘Course, love. Defeats the purpose if you’re scared,” he says, and you know by his tone he really means it.

You let out a soft little sigh, more relieved than you realized. He’s always so good about taking things at your pace; it’s wonderful.

Seungyoun gazes at your mouth, lifting a hand and running his thumb along your lower lip. “What if I showed you here what it would be like first? And we can stop there if you want.”

Oh. You glance down at his lips as he talks, mind racing. He wants to give your mouth head. That’s…hmmm. If it was possible to be any more turned on, you would be. You swallow thickly, curling your fingers into his shirt.

“Okay,” you whisper.

He looks back up into your eyes, as though gauging your confirmation. “Yeah?”

“Uh-huh,” you say, nodding a little.

He studies you for another second, then nods once, gazing back down at your mouth. “Is now a good time?”

“Well, let me check my schedule,” you deadpan, and he laughs.

The smile lingers on his lips as he leans in even closer, thumb teasing your lower lip until your mouth parts slightly.

Your hands grip tighter in his shirt when he brushes his mouth over yours, feather-light. A faint kiss at the corner of your mouth, the soft graze of his lips to the other corner, another light kiss. Careful, gentle kisses pecked across your mouth, then the fleeting drag of his tongue on your lower lip.

You gasp against his mouth at the feeling, and he leans in closer, kissing you properly. Each kiss is a long, slow draw, the pressure of his mouth firmer and firmer.

A little noise escapes the back of your throat when his tongue delves carefully into your mouth and back out. He hums, quiet and appreciative. His hands glide from your jaw into your hair as he kisses you, cupping the base of your skull, the nape of your neck, keeping you in place.

He tilts his head slightly and latches his mouth over your upper lip. A shiver wracks through you as his tongue draws along it, tracing your Cupid’s bow with the tip of his tongue before flicking over it gently, back and forth, then in tight circles. Your whole body flushes with blistering heat at the implication, a whimper lodging in your throat. You try to muffle the noise by closing your mouth over his lower lip, pulling on it with awkward suction.

A low groan resonates in his chest. He seals his mouth over yours again, licking hungrily into you. It’s a little different than when he’s used his tongue before. More curious, exploratory. Slow, purposeful strokes of his tongue deep into your mouth, in and out.

It occurs to you in an instant what he’s simulating. Your insides liquefy into boiling honey, raw want clawing through you as you moan shakily into his mouth. You lift your hands to his head, weaving your fingers into his hair and holding on for dear life. He moans at the pressure, tongue stroking along yours deliberately slowly, making you shiver.

He continues at a leisurely pace, pausing to nip and suck playfully at one lip or the other, until you lose all track of time, your mind hazy with need. If it’s anything like this, anything at all, then you want it ten thousand times more now. When he thrusts his tongue into you again, you suck at it shyly, and something like a growl vibrates in his chest. He pulls you even closer, grinding his mouth over yours, tongue probing deeper with each thrust, drawing little moans from you.

When he finally wrenches his mouth from yours, you’re both panting. You gaze at him, chest heaving.

Seungyoun looks ravenous with want. Eyes dark, locked in on you, like the rest of the world doesn’t exist. His lips are swollen from going to work on you.

“So can I try that sometime?” He asks, hoarse.

You want him to try it now. Something. Anything. You’re aching, dazed half-stupid by the kiss and what it implied. To your mortification, only a whimper leaves your throat when you try to respond.

He seems to understand, because his hands go to your hips and yank you closer, knee nudging between yours, giving you the pressure of his leg against where you ache. You sob in relief, and he swallows the sound, crushing his mouth over yours and kissing you like he won’t get the chance again.

You kiss him back desperately, moaning into his mouth when his hand tightens on your hip and drags you hard along his thigh. After so long with nothing, the sensation is exquisite. You copy the movement without assistance, and you feel the rock-solid evidence that he’s affected too against your hip.

His tongue dragging against yours reminds you why you’re this worked up in the first place.

“Please, Seungyoun, just—” you whimper against his lips. “Your mouth, I…please—”

Seungyoun immediately rolls you onto your back, kissing an urgent path down your body, his mouth hot on you even through the fabric of your shirt.

His fingers curl in the waistband of your sweatpants, backs of his knuckles brushing against your skin. He looks up at you.

“Sure?” He asks.

You nod vigorously, panting.

A couple of rushed yanks, and your sweatpants are at your ankles. You kick them off as Seungyoun braces his hands on your knees, fingers inching towards your inner thighs. He looks at you questioningly.

“Still good?”

You squirm, impatient. “Yes, just—”

He parts your legs, guiding you to rest a knee over his shoulder. He turns his head and presses a kiss just above your knee, sending a bolt like white-hot electricity over your skin.

He trails searing kisses up your thigh while his hand coasts up the other, making your hips jolt when the tip of his thumb grazes over the seat of your underwear. You whine when he draws the pad of his thumb up and down, a firm pressure on the dampening fabric.

He looks up at you, the hot drift of his mouth on your leg intoxicating as he plays with you. He pinches some of the fabric between his thumb and forefinger, pulling lightly.

“Off?”

You groan, wriggling your hips. “I swear, stop asking and just do it, or—”

You squeak and jerk in surprise when Seungyoun bites at your inner thigh, a little flash of pleasurable pain.

“Don’t be a brat,” he murmurs against your skin.

You swallow hard, muscles suddenly weak as jelly. “…Fine. Yes, off.”

He eases your leg from his shoulder and sits up to remove your underwear. A sudden wave of nerves hits you unbidden as the fabric slips down over your knees. You’ve never been exposed like this to anyone before. Your legs snap shut of their own accord, tucking your knees closer to you as you purse your lips, feeling timid and ashamed.

Seungyoun immediately senses the shift. “Do we need to stop?”

Panic that this could be where it ends bubbles up in you. You immediately shake your head. “No. No, I-I just…”

You wet your lips. “I’m the only one taking clothes off.”

Understanding dawns in his face, and then he gives you a Look.

“Is this your way of asking to see my tattoos?”

You blink at him innocently, shaking your head. “It’s not.”

He raises an eyebrow.

You nibble your lip. “It’s…mostly not.”

He grins, grabbing the scruff of his shirt and yanking it over his head.

You’ll never understand how you attracted someone as gorgeous as him. You bite your lip harder, admiring the contours of his muscles, the contrast of ink on his skin. The barrel of the gun tattoo disappearing into his waistband sends an acute wave of lust through you. A noise embarrassingly like a purr hums in the back of your throat before you can stop it.

He dips back down and kisses low on your stomach where your shirt has ridden up. You can feel the smile he’s hiding against your skin.

“Don’t make fun of me,” you groan.

“I’m not,” he mumbles into your skin, the scrape of his teeth dragging gently at your hip. “You’re just cute.”

You grumble a little as Seungyoun slowly eases your legs back open, kissing along your thigh.

“So fucking cute,” he whispers when you shiver at the sensation.

Your mouth is dry, every nerve in your body aching for more of his touch.

“Please,” you whisper.

There’s a burning hunger in Seungyoun’s eyes when he looks at you, lips dragging softly up your leg.

“Want my mouth on you, love?”

You whine, nodding.

His eyes are dark, glittering. “Show me where.”

“You know where,” you groan, exasperation mixing with your desperation.

A little smile crooks in the corner of his mouth. “Show me anyway?”

You scowl at him, but he merely grins and shrugs, continuing to press soft kisses into your inner thigh.

Oh, help, you’re really doing this. You take a slow, shaky breath, shutting your eyes, and move your hand between your legs. Embarrassment prickles over your skin as you part yourself with a couple of fingers.

A deep groan punches out of Seungyoun’s throat, vibrating against the crook between your leg and body. “Perfect, baby.”

And then he mouths over you slowly, a hand hooking beneath your knee, keeping you spread open. Your head drops back, mouth open in a silent moan, panting hard as he presses kisses into your aching skin.

Your hand falls away as his mouth slides up, soft and hot, to the cusp of your sex. “Oh.”

A noise rumbles in his chest, and the vibrations against your clit make you squeak. Your fingers sink into his hair, clutching desperately, as the flat of his tongue catches just beneath the throbbing spot.

Oh, my. His mouth on your mouth could never have prepared you for this. Nothing could have. Your whole body feels feverish, set aflame as his tongue drags in curious, erotic patterns over you. You look down at him in time to see his eyes rolling shut as he licks over you, his hips rocking hard into the mattress. Your stomach tightens in pleasure, the sight of him enjoying this so much affecting you. That ever-more-familiar ache grows, stoked higher and higher under the melting heat of his mouth.

His mouth slides down, tongue searching wetly, and finds the entrance into your body. You gasp out as he nuzzles into you, the velvet stroke of his tongue sinking inside.

“Oh,” you sob, fingers fisting in his hair. “Oh, please, that’s so—”

You cut off with a cry as the tip of his nose nudges against the underside of your clit. So many blissful sensations, all at once, and you feel that tension building towards a height you’ve never experienced before.

Helpless to stop, your hips rock you against his mouth. He coaxes your leg over his shoulder and slides his arm over your hips, brief glimpse of the frowning and smiling face tattoos on his wrist before he pins you back down. You whimper, pitch rising higher and higher as he continues tongue-fucking you like it’s all he’s ever wanted, his hips grinding hard in tandem with the rhythm of his mouth.

He’s moaning into you like he can’t help himself, and you squeal as his mouth slides back up and covers your clit, sucking. You feel your limbs trembling, fingers tightening in his hair, hear yourself babbling as the pleasure gathers to a pinpoint.

“Please don’t stop, don’t stop, so close, please don’t stop Seungyoun, pleasepleaseplease—”

Seungyoun groans, sucks a little harder, tongue twisting perfectly, and your vision goes white. Unfathomable euphoria bursts through you as the tension breaks in hard, pulsing waves, and you let them carry you.  You feel your hips undulating in helpless shudders against his hold, hear yourself gasping breathless moans, before you collapse back into the mattress, boneless. Seungyoun’s mouth eases you from ecstasy to relaxation, hand easing from beneath your knee and rubbing your leg soothingly.

When you look down at him, he’s gazing up at you like you’re a miracle, lips swollen and glistening in you. A corner of your mouth pulls into a weary, fond smile. You stroke your fingers through his hair gently, combing out the mess you made of it.

He moves back up and gathers you to him, mouth covering yours softly. The tang of you is odd and unfamiliar to taste in his mouth, but you love how sincerely he kisses it into you.

“That,” he mumbles against your mouth, “might be the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me.”

You lean back and burst into giggles. “To you?”

He nods, looking entirely like he means it, and you snort.

“I’ve never come like that before,” he says, the admission tingeing his ears pink.

You blink, eyes blowing wide in surprise. “I—you…?”

His whole face is on fire now. He buries his face against your shoulder, whining, “you were so cute, you sounded so hot, how was I supposed to help it?”

“Oh my god.” You can’t stop smiling, shocked. Well. There go your plans to ask about returning the favor. “…Simp.”

“Hey,” he laughs, and you chuckle.

He leans back, examining you more closely. “That was okay? No crossed lines or anything?”

You shake your head quickly. “No, no, that was….well, great.”

“Nothing bothered you? Need something else next time?”

“Oh my god,” you mutter, smiling in utter disbelief. “Next time.”

He raises an eyebrow, corner of his mouth curling. “Next time can be whenever you want. For example…”

“Wha—I—Seungyoun,” you gasp, bursting into surprised laughter as he dips his head and begins kissing down your body again.

You can feel the curve of his grin through your shirt, pressed right over your heart.

[mileyjassie]

✧:･ﾟ.✧ *:. E N G L I S H M A S T E R L I S T :･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧

(f) fluff | (a) angst | (sg) suggestive | (s) smut

ATEEZ

➪ Hongjoong

> "Cafuné" (f)

> "MyOhMy!" (s)

BTS

➪ Taehyung

> "𝙸𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙰𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗" (𝚏)/(𝚊)

> "𝚂𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐" (𝚏)/(𝚊)

> 1'𝙼 𝙹𝚄57 4 𝙶4𝙼3

> "𝚂𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚅𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎" (𝚏)

SEVENTEEN

➪ Hoshi

> "𝙲𝚘��𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜" (𝚏)

> "𝙿𝙰𝙸𝙽𝙺𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙴𝚁" (𝚏)

> ασφαλής"safe" (𝚏)

SEUNGYOUN (WOODZ)

> "𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗' 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍" (𝚊)

> "𝙼𝚟𝚗𝚐.𝙾𝚗!" (𝚊) / (𝚏)

> "(𝚂𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢) 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎!" (𝚊)

IKON

➪ Bobby

> "𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚜" (𝚏)/(𝚊)

> "𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚏" (𝚏)

NCT

➪ Taeyong

> "Paint me." (f)/(sg)

VAV

➪ Ayno

> "𝚆𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚖𝚎?" (𝚏)/(𝚜𝚐)

VICTON

➪ Sejun

> "𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜?" (𝚊) / (𝚏)

[kcake555]

Woodz cake 🍰

[huihuiheart]

Kinktober D14: Sweetest Treat - Seungyoun

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Pairing:  Lord Cho Seungyoun x Bakers Daughter Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Summary: You had a desire for a man out of your reach, at least until he reached out to you first. Still, from such different worlds could it really be so?

Warnings: Oral (reader rec), fingering, praise, lots of praise, unprotected sex.

Word Count: 2964

“Welcome back Lord Cho will it be the usual again?” You hear your father at the counter of the shop from your place back in the kitchen and find yourself peeking out to take note of whether it is the very Cho Seungyoun you have rather the obsession with or his father. Taking note that this morning it happens to be the latter to your slight disappointment.

“That it will be, when can I expect it to be ready?” He asks as you’ve already begun to focus your attention back onto the cherry tarts you have been working on making.

“Well we can start on it right away, so I’d say mid-afternoon or so. Is that fine with you?” Your father inquires of the lord who hums in thought before sighing softly.

“Ahh my son will have to pick it up, I’ll be indisposed then.” Those were the only words it took to have your attention back on the conversation and your heart fluttering so much you’re certain it was skipping beats. Not that you cared, you would get to see the sweet Cho Seungyoun this afternoon. The very man who hid away under the trees of the orchard or inspected the vineyards that you went to so as to find the best of fresh fruits to use for the sweets. The man whom despite being a lord by birth never treated you as just the baker's daughter. The very man that made every suitor who showed their face look like the mere scraps you threw out for the mangy street dogs, that is if they didn’t appear to be more like the street dogs instead.

Knowing that Seungyoun would be coming you were suddenly much more focused on the tasks, working to get everything in order perfectly and quickly so that you could set off to make the apple tarts that he had once told you he liked to slip into the order for him as well. Waiting for your father to be occupied before slipping them in, putting the rest out front for walk-in customers to purchase. Finishing wrapping up their order and it was ready for when Seungyoun walked in an hour later. Your father handled the money while you handed him the bags.

“While I was here I was wondering if I could inquire about something.” Seungyoun asks and you decide to take your leave when your father glances over at you, though still standing near enough to hear the exchange, “I am going to be spending a few months over at our vacation home nearer to the city, but I don’t think I could possibly do without your baking. Do you have someone who could deliver it to me there? A shophand or something perhaps? I would pay handsomely for it.”

Your brows furrowed as you listened while kneading the dough, you knew Seungyoun was aware it was just the two of you in the shop and yet he had asked that anyway.

“My lord… It’s only me and my daughter and she cannot run the shop alone in my absence.” Your father nervously responds though he is right. You tend to focus more on the sweets while he covers the savory goods as you have not yet mastered all the recipes.

“Can she also not deliver them? She is at an age where she should be able to travel alone. Though if it is her safety you are concerned for I can send a carriage to escort her. That is no problem.” Seungyoun assures him, but you can tell your father is still debating before excusing himself for a moment, coming and explaining the situation to you.

“Papa, you've raised me with the sense needed to survive in this world. I should be able to travel there and back with no problem.” You assure him, taking his hands into yours with a smile, “Besides it will only be a few days.”

He sighs, but nods at your assurance is enough for him before he’s going to inform Seungyoun that you accept. Taking note of what he wanted and when the carriage would be arriving to pick up you and the baked goods. Pouring yourself into the work as time continues on, your heart beating sporadically knowing that this time there would be more to prepare than just some apple tarts. Your heart then proves to be in your throat the day the carriage arrives to come get you. Feeling rather silly climbing inside in your simple dress while being assisted by the older gentlemen set along with it. Your hands shake the whole journey there, before pulling up to a home easily three times the size of yours despite being a vacation home. Seungyoun greeting you at the door.

“Y/N! Welcome! I know you’re here for business, but please do be at home. You’re our guest this evening.” He assures bringing your hand up to kiss the back of it as someone takes the delivery from you along with the bag you needed overnight. Seungyoun guides you to his office where he hands you the money along with a paper stating his next order list and the date for that. “Come, I'll give you a quick tour.”

Lacing your arm through Seungyoun’s felt so foreign and yet so right as you allowed him to give you a tour. Though if you recalled anything after with the way his presence so close to you had your mind muddied, it would be a miracle. After the tour much to your displeasure Seungyoun left you again, returning to business matters, but promising to join you for dinner this evening, not one to let his guest eat alone. In fact, he goes as far as to turn up at the guest room to escort you there himself as well. It was also an unfamiliar experience to have people catering to you, but considering they were not a constant you still got a lot of time alone with Seungyoun.

“So if I mention other sweets that I like will they start miraculously appearing in our orders?” He playfully calls you out amidst casual conversation, trying to stuff down his laughter at seeing how you immediately fluster.

“You just seemed to really like them.” Your words are so soft that you’re not sure if they’re even audible.

“Oh I do and it’s very sweet of you to sneak me them. Though perhaps I’m a bit too spoiled now, I’m not sure I could survive without them.” His words are meant to reassure you, but it stuns you even more.

“Was it that obvious that it was me?” Your bashfulness makes him chuckle a little bit again.

“Well, kind of with how you seem to stare from the back anytime I’m in the shop.” He giddily calls you out again, though he then offers something in return, “Don’t worry though you’re the entire reason I come to the shop all the time. Even if I claim it’s the apple tarts.”

“My lord, there are many women in the marriage market who wish for your hand this season, of what concern am I to you in comparison?” You attempt to dismiss still unsure of his intentions at this point, but you feel the way it makes your heart stutter.

“Compared to you they are simply specks of dirt. No, the one who I would wish to court would be you, however, fate has us in such different lives that is not a possibility. Not publicly anyways, but perhaps when you come for deliveries we might.” Seungyoun proposes and you consider it for a moment.

“Are you truly suggesting what I believe you are? That we court in secret these next few months?” You attempt to reassure yourself that this is not your mind playing tricks on you.

“That is what I truly am suggesting. Should you be open to it.” He assures you, though giving an out afterward should it be what makes you comfortable.

“I am open to it.” You agree, earning a delighted smile from Seungyoun and a feeling that this would be an interesting few months.

Interesting they were, to say the least, Seungyoun was nothing if not sincere though. He had to be knowing that he was coming to you not for money or reputation, if anything putting those at risk. You did have to stop him from spoiling you quite so often however or people would have questions that you could not answer while keeping your secret. Seungyoun had taken the time during your visits to teach you things from his world such as formal ballroom dances and formal etiquettes. Such things are all very unfamiliar to you and seemingly overly complicated, but it allowed you a more in-depth look at him and that is something you would never complain of.

Seungyoun catches you again with a chuckle, righting you on your feet once more, “Looks like we’ll need to practice more.”

You pout a little and he stuffs down the rest of his amusement, “What would I even use this for?”

“Well as my wife you would use it for a lot of things. Any major event has dancing after all.” Seungyoun answers you so casually you miss the implications at first.

“I guess that’s true.” You agree before it registers, “Wait… as your what?”

Seungyoun smirks, leaning in by your ear, “Well for what purpose did you think we were courting sweetness? I wasn’t doing it just for more apple tarts.”

“And how exactly do you intend to go about getting married considering no one would approve of such.” You bring up though you had no real opposition to it.

“Well, then I guess it’s a good thing we’re away from anyone who could stop us. I could call someone from the church to wed us right now.” He whispers into your ear before placing a few delicate kisses down your neck.

“Would you?” You breathlessly ask, only encouraging him to keep kissing your skin like that.

“Would I what, sweet girl?” He inquires as if he has no idea what he’s doing.

“Would you truly call someone to wed us?” Sure you had dreamt of it, but for Seungyoun, position and all to actually suggest it was something you had never thought possible.

“If your heart so desires it. I would do it today.” He answers you without an ounce of hesitation.

“Then do it.”

Which is how you found yourself looking through the dresses Seungyoun had gifted you for dinners at his home in an attempt to find something suitable to marry him in. Finding something in a light pink that would be perfect for it and getting ready knowing that he had left to go find someone to marry you both little more than an hour ago and was likely on his way back now. Sure had you not been marrying in secret you both would have had things a lot more composed, however knowing that it was to be with Seungyoun was all you needed for it to be perfect. Hearing Seungyoun call out to you to signal his return, you nearly flew down the stairs to meet them, eager for this to happen. Seungyoun beams as he holds his hands out for yours before he nods to the man officiating for you both.

As soon as it was official Seungyoun had someone take the officiant back in a carriage while he took your hand and guided you back upstairs only this time it was to his room and not the guest room you so often stayed in. A hand coming up to cup your cheek, Seungyoun is content to take in your features for a few moments before he finally leans in to kiss you. Something you’re eager to return at the slow sweet pace he’s taking it at. The both of you wanted to take the time to commit every detail to memory despite how eager you both were at this moment.

“You know, you’re sweeter than any apple tart,” Seungyoun tells you licking his lips with a small smirk before moving in to kiss you again. Though this time he’s guiding you towards the bed as he does. “You also look so pretty in the things I get just for you.”

“I always feel special in the things you get me.” You admit to him even if the sentiment flusters you some.

“Then I’ll be sure to spoil you with even more.” He grins, kissing your cheek before his lips trail to your jaw and then down to your neck, “Though for now, I’m much more interested in seeing how pretty you are out of this dress sweet girl.”

“Well, I won’t be denying my husband of that anytime soon.” You assure him leaning up to kiss him before allowing him to get the dress off you one piece at a time. Seungyoun brushes delicately against each new patch of skin that is revealed as he does so. Allowing you also to work on getting his shirt off so you aren’t the only one revealing things now. Though he stops you after that.

“We’ll worry about that later sweetness, for now, allow me something else.” Seungyoun then moves down between your legs, spreading them to give himself more access, “I want to taste something else that I’m sure is just as sweet as the rest of you.”

The thought flusters you enough to hide your face making him chuckle, as he leans down to kiss your clit, “Don’t hide from me sweet girl, I want to see exactly how I’m making you feel.”

Despite his request, he allows you to move your hands at your own pace, not that you could deny Seungyoun anything that he asked you for. Watching him gently lap at you with furrowed brows at the unfamiliar, but pleasant sensations. Seungyoun takes note of every microexpression so as to determine what is best for you and shows how dedicated he was to making this enjoyable for not just him, but also you. Taking his time just with that, before he focuses more on your clit and eases a finger in, pausing when you gasp to look up at you.

“I’m okay Seungyoun.” You assure him, fingers weaving into his hair and scratching at his scalp making him moan and urging him to continue. Seungyoun once again takes his time to learn what you like and being rewarded with such pretty sounds and reactions only spurs him on further. Seungyoun then adds another finger and slowly works you up, the warm fuzzy feeling spreading through your body and making you grip at the bedsheets as it builds.

“Feeling good sweet girl?” He asks, barely parting from your clit and sending shocks of pleasure through it as he speaks, “It’s okay if you are, I got you pretty girl.”

“So good Seungyoun. It feels so good.” You can’t help but to praise him for how he’s making you feel. Seungyoun getting a sense of pride at your praise, loving that he can have such an effect on you, but not quite satisfied yet as he focuses on the spots he’s learned that make you feel the best. Only truly content once you cum for him.

“You know I was wrong. I think this might be sweeter than the rest of you.” He licks what’s left of you off his lips laughing lightly when you playfully smack his shoulder before pulling his face back up to yours for a kiss.

Seungyoun raises a brow at you as you now go back to getting his pants off, “What? I’m just picking back up where we left off. Don’t tell me you’re going to stop me again. I thought I could have what my heart desires, Seungyoun and my heart desires all of you.”

“Then you’ll have all of me sweetness.” He concedes with no real argument considering how much he desired it as well. Not that it would stop him from taking his time with you. Fingertips caressing your thighs as he eases inside, giving you both time to catch your breath. Seungyoun rolled his hips slow and shallow to guide you through all the new feelings, his hands leaving your thighs to take yours and lace your fingers together pressing your hands into the bed. “Eyes on me sweet girl. There you go, so perfect for me.”

His pelvic bone grinds against your clit as he leans down to kiss the tip of your nose and that’s when you let out a moan that makes him shudder above you. It only encourages him to go a little deeper and a little faster now. Each subsequent sound of pleasure makes him do so again until you’re both looking into each other's eyes as they’re clouded with pleasure and lust. The feelings overwhelm all your senses until you’re feeling that same warm and fuzzy sensation spreading through you again and cumming on his cock. Seungyoun is only seconds behind you, kissing the side of your face in appreciation.

“Good girl.” He whispers, peeling a hand from yours to brush your hair out of your face where it sticks. Allowing you both time to catch your breath before he’s helping you to the bathroom to gently wash you up. Then helping you to dress before going across the hall to the room you had considered yours and leaving the ruined sheets for another time.

“I’ve already sent word to both of our families. They may have some words for us upon our return, but whatever happens, they cannot change what is done. You are now Lady Cho, my lovely wife and for the next two weeks we will be perfectly undisturbed on our honeymoon.”

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[chanis-banani]

Dirt on my leather

"rub some dirt on it."

Inspiration: 'Dirt on my leather' by WOODZ

Synopsis: you and Seungyoun come home drunk after a concert, get even more drunk and have the horniest sex of your life

switch! Seungyoun x switch! reader (gn)

3.7k words

Contains: alcohol (whiskey), swearing, thigh-riding, marking (hickeys and nail scratches), choking, unprotected sex, biting, hair-pulling, choker-pulling, creampie

autor's note: there are spoilers for upcoming smuts hidden in this post. see if you can find 'em ;)

Seungyoun tilted his head back and chugged the whiskey straight from the bottle. Tamnavulin sherry cask - cheap, but decent. He handed the bottle to you and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. You also took a big gulp from the whiskey and made a disgusted face as you swallowed it. Even the sweetest of whiskeys still tasted like gasoline.

☆ smut under the cut ☆

You and Seungyoun had just attended a rock concert together and it had been amazing. You had joined the moshpit together, drank a fuck ton of alcohol, carried the lead singer when he was stage diving and headbanged until your necks cramped up. After the concert, you were both still filled with adrenaline and alcohol - not to mention how horny you both were. You could barely keep your hands away from each other as you drunkly hurried home. Once you had finally arrived, Seungyoun rushed to grab the whiskey while you put on some music from the band you just watched. He sat down on the couch and once you were within his reach, he grabbed your waist and pulled you on his lap.

The way he kissed you was wild and hungry and his lips still tasted like whiskey. The whiskey tasted better from his mouth than from the bottle. This way it wasn't as overwhelming and you could kind of see how it supposedly tasted like white chocolate and caramel.

Suddenly he pulled away and pushed you from his lap. You looked at him with a startled expression, but he stood up as well and hooked his fingers under the edge of your shirt. "Undress," he said promptly. Before you even really got the chance to execute his orders, he had already pulled your shirt over your head and tossed it in the corner. His eagerness turned you on like crazy and you could feel that warm fuzzy feeling in your lower belly increase by the second. You quickly brought your hands down to your pants to unzip them. As soon as they were open, he took it upon himself to pull them down for you, pulling your underwear along.

The clothes were quickly kicked somewhere to the back of the room, after which Seungyoun sat back down on the couch. "Wait, won't you undress?" you sputtered, since you were now completely in the nude while he still wore all his clothes from the concert. "Not yet," he replied with a grin. His arms snaked around your waist, swiftly pulling you back on his lap like before.

As he pulled you on his lap, he spread his legs a little to make sure you sat on just one of his thighs. The leather of his pants felt cold against your skin, especially on your sensitive area. Both of his hands were brought to your hips and he pulled you a bit closer towards him so he could kiss you again. But he didn't stop there.

Soon you felt how he began to guide your hips back and forth on his thigh and you immediately realized what he was doing. He had worn his leather pants to the concert, because he knew how much you liked them, and now he was making you grind your naked body on them.

His pretty lips were still connected to yours while his hands continued to guide you back and forth, making you let out little moans in between your kisses. It felt so wrong, yet so good to hump his thigh like this, dirtying the leather in the process. It might have been the alcohol, but soon you began to lose yourself completely in the feeling.

The corners of Seungyoun's mouth curled into a cheeky little grin when he realized you no longer needed his guidance to ride his thigh. Now that his hands were free, he removed them from your hips. He rested one of them on your waist while he brought his other hand to the back of your head, digging his fingers into your hair. His grip on your hair tightened and he pulled your head to the side, exposing your neck. "Seungyoun-" you murmured under your breath, your voice shaky.

His hair tickled against your cheek when he brought his lips to your neck and began to kiss and suck on your skin. You were so taken aback by this sudden feeling that you didn't even realize you had stopped grinding yourself on him. Of course he didn't like this, so he lowered his hand from your waist down to your ass and roughly helped you on your way again.

The smell of his cologne, the friction against your sweet spot and the stinging sensation from his hickeys all made your head spin. Seungyoun held you a little more tightly as he began to suck on your skin even more roughly. You could tell by the burning feeling on your neck that this mark would remain there for at least a week.

When he pulled away, you could still feel the sting on your neck. He looked into your eyes with a sweet, yet somewhat mischievous smile on his face. "Y/n?... Would you please suck me off?" You could tell from the tone of his voice how horny he was. Until now you hadn't payed much attention to his crotch, but when you looked down, you could see a huge bulge through his leather pants. Besides that, you also noticed a stain on his thigh from where you had been riding him.

You let out a little gasp and looked back up at him with a grin on your face. "Of course," you said with a sweet voice and you pressed yourself against him while sliding your hand into his pants. He let out an excited little gasp when you found the tip of his dick with your fingers and stroked it playfully. He wrapped his arms around you to pull you into another kiss and slid his hands down to grab your ass tightly.

After a little while of making out and teasing his cock, you disconnected your lips from his and removed your hand from his pants. Just when he began to pout at you, you got on your knees in front of him and hastily began to undo his belt. While you were working to take off his pants, he pulled his shirt over his head. Soon all of his clothes had been removed and tossed aside and the only thing he still wore was the choker around his neck.

You took a moment to admire him, looking up at his beautiful body and stroking your fingers along his sides. His dick brushed against your cheek when you pressed a kiss on the gun tattoo on his belly. Then you trailed a few more kisses towards the base of his cock. Once you were there, you licked your way up from the base towards the tip, earning a deep grunt from him. He gently stroked your cheek at first, but once you took his tip into your mouth, he moved his hand to the back of your head and held on to your hair a little less gently.

Perhaps it was the whiskey, but you had the feeling that Seungyoun didn't have as much self control today. Usually he would let you suck him off however you wanted, but this time it's like he didn't have enough patience and he began to thrust himself into your mouth. At first he was still gentle with you, but he began to lose himself more and more in the sensation.

His grip on your hair tightened as he moved your head in accordance with his hips. Tears ran down your cheeks as he began to hit the back of your throat again and again, but dear lord, you had never been this turned on in your entire life. There was something about how Seungyoun pleasured himself with you that made your lower stomach feel hot and fuzzy and you began to long for his dick to fill another hole of yours.

Suddenly he pulled himself completely out of you, leaving your mouth empty and longing. He crouched down in front of you, his eyes leveling with yours and he gave you an almost feral look. "Get on the couch." His voice sounded husky and wild. Your drunken thoughts clouded your mind and it took you a while to process what he was asking from you. Apparently you took too long, because suddenly you felt his hand on the back of your neck and his lips connected with yours again. Seungyoun was too impatient to wait for you to follow his orders at this point, so he decided that he might as well fuck you on the floor.

He guided you to lay on your back and quickly got on top of you. He continued to kiss you while his hand traveled from the back of your neck to your throat. You squirmed and moaned against his lips when you felt how his fingers tightened around your neck. At the same time the tip of his dick already poked at your entrance, driving you even more crazy.

Once again your head was spinning in ultimate bliss. You wanted him just as badly as he wanted you and to make this known to him, you bucked your hips up, hoping that somehow he might slip into you. However, he pulled himself away just enough so you couldn't reach his dick and he chuckled against your lips when you whined at him.

You bucked your hips up at him again, this time more forcefully, but still he made sure to stay just out of your reach. Just when you were about to give it yet another try, Seungyoun pulled his lips away from yours and tightened his grip around your neck a little more. "Are you really that needy?" he asked with an evil little smirk and you nodded heavily in response. "Alright then," he said, now with a more gentle tone. He let go of your neck and gave you a little kiss on the lips, after which he pressed his forehead against yours.

His eyes were closed as he took his length into his hand to aim it at your entrance more properly. Considering how wildly you had been making out, the way he inserted himself into you was very gentle. His uncontrolled neediness now made room for his more tender and caring side. You both held your breath while he began to enter you, but once he got a little deeper, neither of you could resist a little moan.

"Are you doing okay?" he asked. You nodded and gave him a reassuring smile. He pressed a quick kiss on your lips and then pulled away to look at you again. "Can I be a little rough with you today?" His eyes had an excited little twinkle in them. God, if it were up to you, this man could be rough with you any day. "Only if I can be rough with you as well," you replied.

He flashed a big smile and pressed another quick kiss on your lips. Then he brought his mouth to your neck. A shiver ran down your spine when you felt his breath on your skin and you squirmed beneath him, now even more turned on than before. Seungyoun began to kiss your neck once again while you desperately tried to move your hips to feel the friction of him inside you. But he didn't give in at all. He made sure to keep his own pelvis very still and pushed his weight down on you so you wouldn't move too much either.

Just when you wondered why he even asked if he could be rough with you, you suddenly felt his teeth sink down into your neck. At the same time, he pulled his cock almost completely out of you, only to push himself back inside at a provokingly slow pace. He continued to move his hips very very slowly like that, which ultimately made the sensation more intense. When he was inside, you felt full and warm and like the two of you became one. But when only his tip was inside, you felt an intense, aching urge to somehow make him fill you back up again.

Luckily for you, he was just as needy as you and this quickly caused his thrusts to become more intense. His teeth clenched more tightly onto your neck as he picked up the pace a bit and he let out low, hungry grunts against your skin. You wrapped your arms tightly around him, digging your fingers into his hair. "Fuck..." you moaned under your breath. The way he bit and sucked on your neck left a slight stinging sensation on your skin and it felt amazing.

Since Seungyoun could tell that you really enjoyed it, he became more comfortable as well and slowly stopped holding back. He became completely relaxed and submitted to his urges. The way he bit your neck became more wild, not to mention how he was pumping in and out of you.

What had begun as slow, intimate movements now became a hungry, almost feral kind of drilling. You moaned his name over and over again and pulled him more tightly against you as a fuzzy kind of bliss took hold of your body. You felt lightheaded and lost all awareness of your surroundings, except for Seungyoun. All you could register was how he slammed himself into you, mercilessly hitting your sweet spot over and over again. And how his mouth traveled along your neck, leaving bites and kisses and hickeys all over it. If he kept going like this, you would surely reach your climax very soon. But it would be too soon. You wanted to savor this desperate neediness a little longer.

Before Seungyoun knew what was going on, you had pushed him off of you and thrown him on his back on the floor. "Y/n!" he squealed in surprise. You got on top of him and immediately sank down on his cock, taking his entire length in all at once. This made him let out a loud moan and he squeezed your ass tightly. His cheeks and ears were bright red from surprise and excitement. God, the way he looked at you just made you want to fuck his brains out.

He nervously adjusted the metal choker around his neck a little bit and at the same time you saw his eyes traveling to the large bite mark he left on your neck. It must have looked quite impressive, because the corner of his mouth curled up into a subtle, mischievous smirk. Even his own lips were swollen from the intense work he had done on your neck.

You bent over him and brought your face very close to his. "You must be so proud of how you marked me..." you mumbled in a low voice. You noticed how his Adam's apple moved as he swallowed a little nervously and goosebumps appeared on his neck. "So dirty..." you whispered and then you licked your way up from his chin to his lips, locking him into a passionate kiss.

He shuddered in pleasure, but you didn't give him the chance to savor the moment. You sat up again and placed a hand on his chest to make sure he would stay on his back. He pouted at you, but you just looked down at him with a large grin on your face. "Stay put now," you cooed while sliding your fingertips along his sides. His dick was still inside of you while you sat on top of him like this and it was very obvious that he wanted nothing more than for you to move your hips. Yet he stayed put like you ordered.

You grabbed the bottle of whisky from the coffee table, pulling the cork out with a little pop. Seungyoun watched as you took a swig from the bottle, only to put the bottle away without offering him any. He looked offended and just when he was about to protest, you grabbed him by his choker and roughly pulled him up so he was sitting as well. This already took him by surprise, but then you continued to kiss the whiskey from your mouth into his. A big drop of the substance escaped from between your lips and rolled down Seungyoun's chin.

You cupped his face with your hands and when you pulled away from the kiss, he looked at you with the horniest expression you had ever seen om him. "You're so fucking hot," he mumbled and he licked the spilled whiskey from his lips. He inched his face towards you again to continue kissing you, but you placed your fingers against his lips to stop him.

"What do we say when we want something?" you asked. "Please," he replied with a little pout on his lips. "Almost," you said with a mean little grin. He pouted even more and gave you a desperate look. "Pretty please?" "That's right."

You connected your lips with his again and began to move your hips up and down, instantly turning him into a moaning mess. Both sitting up like this was an intimate position and it was easy for him to reach your sweet spot this way. You felt how one of his hands gripped into your hair, while his other hand held your ass so tightly, you were sure it would leave a bruise. Even though you moved your hips quite quickly on your own, Seungyoun was so needy that his hand guided you to be even more forceful with him.

Both of you moaned loudly against each other's whiskey-stained lips as you fucked on the floor like this. Slowly but surely, you could feel that hot, fuzzy feeling in your lower stomach again as you began to get closer to your climax. You moved one of your hands down from his cheek to the choker around his neck and tugged it to pull him more tightly against you, making him squeal with delight. Then you pulled your lips away from his to trail kisses down to his neck. Once you found the right spot, you bit down on his neck just like he had done to you, making him cry out with pleasure.

You continued to bite and suck on his neck to make sure he would be marked up as well. All while moving your hips up and down in a way that made him reach as deeply into you as possible. With every thrust, he hit your sweet spot, making that knot in your lower stomach worse and worse.

Once it became too much to handle, you removed your mouth from his neck in order to embrace him more tightly, resting your head on his shoulder. This signaled to Seungyoun that you were about to cum and he reassuringly rubbed your back as you fucked your own brains out on his cock. He turned his head a little bit so his lips were right next to your ear. An intense shiver went down your spine when you felt his breath on your skin as he whispered:

"Go on. Cum on my cock for me."

Like some kind of spell, this instantly untied the knot in your stomach. You cried out loudly and dug your nails into his back as a wave of pleasure came crashing down on you. Your body trembled, your heart was beating like crazy and you gasped for air as you hit one of the most intense climaxes of your life.

Seungyoun moaned along with you and held you tightly to support you through your orgasm. But before it had even washed over you completely, you were suddenly on your back again and he was fucking himself into you with deep, harsh thrusts. You cried out even more, desperately clinging on to his neck while you could feel how mercilessly he pounded himself into you.

Within mere seconds you felt completely overstimulated. Blurry stars were dancing before your eyes and all of your thoughts completely lost their coherence. All you could process was the sensation of his length slamming into you again and again, while he moaned out your name under his breath. His fingers dug themselves into your hair and he cried out the most desperate of moans.

His last few thrusts were a bit slower, but reached even deeper. And then, with a loud cry, he plunged himself as deeply into you as humanly possible as he reached his climax. You could feel the intense pulsations of his dick inside you as he filled you with his cum. Everything felt hot. Your face was hot. His skin felt hot against yours. His dick felt hot and so did the cum that now slowly began to leak out of you.

Both completely out of breath, you lay there silently in each other's embrace, with Seungyoun's dick still inside of you. You took a quick glance at the time to see how long you had been going at it - 4:58 am. You had been fucking for over an hour.

The two of you lay on the floor like that for a while, completely exhausted and panting heavily. Seungyoun lay with his head on your chest and played around with your fingers while you used your free hand to stroke his head. Suddenly he lifted his head a little, like he noticed something.

He sat up and grabbed something from the floor, holding it in front of you with a weird grin on his face. "Look what we did!" he exclaimed. In his hand, he held the leather pants that he had been wearing that evening. Apparently they had been lying right next to your butt on the floor this whole time. Now they were stained with your fluids, Seungyoun's cum and whisky.

You pulled a disgusted face and laughed. "Well next time you should undress if you don't want to get dirt on your leather."

[nari-nim]

let’s see

Ass or tits, you asked your best friend. That simple question turned out to be the start of something very, very new. 

genre: suggestive, borderline smut, fwb!au

pairing: woodz x fem!reader

word count: 817

warnings: corruption kink, use of the word slut in an endearing way, swearing, just a lot of suggestive stuff as woodz and the reader start a fwb kind of relationship idk

nari-note: the start of some woodz writing!! 

“Yeah, I’m an ass guy,” Seungyoun said in a nonchalant tone, running his hands through his semi-wet hair. Having just finished his turn at showering, Seungyoun headed over to the fridge to pour himself a cool drink. You waited patiently by the kitchen counter, enjoying the AC cooling effect against your damp hair. 

You took in his statement, nodding seriously at his perspective. Both of your eyes followed the stream of the cold drink pouring into his clear glass, the few seconds of trickling water all you could hear.

“And with all due respect,” Seungyoun broke the silence, “Yours is kinda great.” 

Thankfully, he turned around to return the pitcher back into the fridge, giving you time to shut your gaping mouth and even your breath. The muscles on his back rippled through his tank as he reached into the fridge, not helping the thundering of your heart beats.

Seungyoun sat back down, flashing his signature eye smile at you. “What? Too forward?”

You scoffed, sitting back into your chair and crossing your arms around your chest. “This is how you pick up women?” 

“That’s what you really think of me, huh.”

“C’mon, we both know you’re a little bit of a slut.”

Seungyoun almost spat out his drink. You laughed, offering him a napkin. He waved away your peace offering, preferring to cough a few times into his elbow. Seungyoun rolled his eyes in pretend defeat, bringing both hands up in a half-hearted shrug. “Alright, true, I’ll take it.”

You shot his a smug grin, satisfied with his acceptance.

“But there’s no way you haven’t fucked around,” Seungyoun pointedly remarked, quirking an eyebrow at you. “It’s been, what, a few weeks since I last hung out with you. I know in between all of our video chats you had to of...”

His voice trailed off at the way you averted your eyes and fiddle with your fingers. 

“Damn, those Tinder dates really didn’t work, huh?”

You finally met his eyes, feeling your cheeks warm up as you nodded. The connection with those strangers didn’t feel enough for you to want to move past sitting in cafes and chatting about trivial things. Not when the person you truly wanted to go further with was your best friend and conveniently touring multiple cities in a row. 

You looked away in embarrassment, missing the dark flash in Seungyoun’s eyes. Little did you know the innocent and shy aura surrounding you was making Seungyoun’s corruption kink jump out.

“Wanna try it out?” 

“What?”

“Fucking.”

“Yeah, I mean, I told you, one day--”

“With me, dummy.” 

No way.

For a few seconds, the two of you just looked at each other. Your eyes widened in shock, his brimmed with curiosity. 

As if something was carrying you forward, you practically jumped on him, causing you both to crash against the counter, your lips pressing into his hard. His strong arms caught the two of you in time, one arm supporting you both against the marble surface, the other grabbing your waist to steady you. You cupped his face, messily kissing him. He firmly kissed back, skillful from all his experience, expertly sucking your bottom lip. You returned his excitement with even greater fervor. It was when you swiped your tongue over his bottom lip, asking for entrance, that he firmly pulled you off of him. 

He took ragged breaths, eyes boring into yours as he held you away from him, fingers digging slightly into your shoulders. “You sure?”

“Yeah.” You grabbed his hand and guided it to the hemline of your shirt. His finger, cold from handling his drink a few minutes ago, brushed against your stomach. You shivered at the feeling, the increased tightening in your stomach making you light headed with lust. He smirked as you let out a quiet whimper as his hands traveled upwards.

“I’ve been wanting to do this for the longest time,” he groaned. You let out your first of many moans as he cupped your breasts, rolling your hardened nipples through his fingers.

"The way you look so dazed right now, so corruptible,” he growls into you ear, “Makes me wanna fuck you until you’re begging me to stop.”

"What are you waiting for,” you challenged, the breathy gasps having a visible effect on him. 

Seungyoun laughed in disbelief, shaking his head in amusement. He guided both of you to the living room couch. You laid down, gesturing to him to come closer. Suddenly remembering what he said earlier about liking ass, you turn around, shaking your ass a little. 

“Oh no, ” he said, stopping you. He turned you back around so you were laying on your back. He pulled you closer by your thighs, staring down at you. “You’re staying like this. I’m going to see your face the whole time, especially while your pussy spasms on my dick.” 

What he liked, he got.  

[b-bbaeyeonexeee01]

Seungyoun

@woo-minhee02

@hiremeyuehua

[key201303]

Can I have NSFW A-Z for WOODZ?

Also, Happy Birthday! I hope you’ll enjoy your special day!!!

Heyy!! Omg I'm so excited for this one🤧 is the first request I got with him and I was willing to write something with him 🤧 So thank you for requesting!! ❤️❤️ And also thank you for your birthday wishes!! ❤️❤️ I hope you enjoy it❤️

Warnings: NSFW, smut, +18 content

A - Aftercare

I have the feeling he would be that kind of people who would seem to be really cold but in the end he's a total fluff ball. He would keep you close to his body, specially during winter and if you said you were a bit cold. He would also treat you like you were gonna break with any touch. Like if you were made of glass. And he will definitely spoil you.

B - Body part

This kid is confident and he definitely loves when you run your fingers down his abs. It would just send chills down his spine and would click a something inside his brain.

And on you, I have the feeling he would really love your eyes. I don't know why but I live for the concept of him locking his eyes with you while doing anything (doesn't have to be something sexual) but when it comes to sex that is the maximum expression of love for him, locking his eyes with yours would make him feel even better.

C - Cum

He has a thing for your lips as well so I think cumming in your mouth and seeing how it dripping down your chin would send him to the edge.

D - Dirty secret

Low key wants to have sex with you at the company studios. He just have a thing for thrilling feeling about getting caught but he will never tell you because he doesn't want you to think he's weird.

E - Experience

A lot. I don't even know why but the aura he has on stage just gives me that vibe 🙂 And let's not talk about the Seungyoun of Love me harder...

EXCUSE ME SIR?

F - Favorite position

Any in which he can maintain eye contact with you. But somehow having mirror sex is something that has been ghosting his mind lately 🤔

G - Goofy

I think he would become a goofy and happy virus during the aftercare but while you two have sex I really do believe he would be super serious about it and wouldn't make any joke about it because he thought it could make you feel uncomfortable. Though he would say some other jokes if he saw you were really uncomfortable.

H - Hair

The boy is clean and he enjoys it pretty much. But when it comes to you he's fine with whatever you decide as long as you stay healthy.

I - Intimacy

I don't really see him being the type of boy who would be all day saying "I love you." I think he would only say it in special occasions because he knows you already know how much he loves you through his actions. Though he would enjoy saying it from time to time because he doesn't want to take you for granted.

J - Jerk off

I believe he does that pretty often, specially when he can't be around you. The boy is needy and you're busy and he knows he can't disturb you so he'll just take care of the situation alone.

K - Kinks

Hehe here I go🙂

Pleading kink: He loves listening to your pleadings and listening to you beg for him to go deeper, harder or whatever you need from him

Praising kink: The boy needs approval and he loves it when you tell him how good his doing it

Semi-public kink: he low-key enjoys the thrilling feeling of having sex with you at a semi-public place like the dance studios, and he also loves covering your mouth so you wouldn't moan too loud, it's just chef kiss for him

Mirror sex: he hasn't tried it yet but the thought of it just drove him crazy

L - Location

Actually anywhere is fine for him. Except public places where people could see you both. It's not the same feeling a bit of thrilling while taking the risk of having sex in the studios when he actually knew there was only 0.000001% of possibilities of getting caught and having sex in the middle of a park or a crowded cinema was something really different.

M - Motivation (turn on)

He has a thing for you eating lollipops. It's just superior and he won't be able to remove that image from his mind until you come undone for him.

N - No no (turn off)

Some else watching you do the naughty. As I mentioned, having a thrilling feeling is very different from being watched from others. Also threesomes are a no no for him.

O - Oral

Oh God this man loves when you go on your knees and suck him. The image of your lips wrapped around his hard length is just beautiful for him and if you make eye contact with him while doing it then you will send him to the edge in no time.

P - Pace

He likes it slow and deep. Though if he's in the mood he can go a bit rougher which you had to admit you loved it. But usually, he would take his time to fill you up and take you to Heaven.

Q - Quickies

He's more than into them. They're a stress relief for him and would be down for it whenever you agreed on having one as well.

R - Risk

He actually likes taking some risks and would try lots of different things if you asked him to. But nothing too risky. He's a bit scared of screwing things up so if you ask him to do something too risky he would try to convince you to do other things less risky.

S - Stamina

I think he has a pretty average stamina. Maybe 2 rounds are okay for him and would last more or less as much as you.

T - Toys

Love to use them on you specially. Even though he won't hesitate to use his own body to make the work of the toys if you begged him the way he wanted.

U - Unfair

He's such a teaser and wouldn't give you what you want until he has teased you enough and until you were begging him to touch you in the right spots.

V - Vocal

His vocals are no joke and it's not an exception during sex. He would be very vocal and would let out soft moans from time to time. He will also be very talkative, letting you know what liked and what he didn't and he expected you to do the same

W - Wild card

Anniversary sex. Every single anniversary will end with both of you having sex in the bed/couch/kitchen counter or even the washing machine. He just loved to finish such a special day with a special gift that could show you how much he loved you.

X - Xray

Pretty good size plus he perfectly knew how to use it. A perfect combo to take you to Heaven in no time and to have you screaming his name in no time as well.

Y - Yearning

Pretty often actually. He's just needy and all he wants is to be around you and when you can't be around he will feel lonely and empty.

Z - Zzz

Little bit after you fell asleep and once he has make sure you were fine and nothing hurt you or anything going wrong. He just wanted to make sure you were fine before traveling to dreamland and meeting you there once again.

[shuichi-sama]

Loving you is a sacrifice *working tittle*

inspired by: love me harder- woodz , sacrifice- seungwoo.

pairings: street racer!seungyoun x reader, street racer!seungwoo x reader.

warnings: drugs use, needles, emotional abuse, depression, smut?, blood, more tba, etc.

Summary: You're relationship with Seungyoun was toxic, anyone could see that, but you stayed. he was your comfort. you fell for all his lies, the i love you's, the compliments, the promises he made of never leaving , you couldn't help but believe them all. you loved him and you were sure he loved you in his own way. but when you catch the eye of street racer!Seungwoo, Seungyoun long time rival, he wants nothing more than for you to let him show you the kind of love you are truly missing out on and deserve.

[yoongiboongipoongi]

one night stand

REQUESTED by anon: ok ok can i request for a one night stand smut for cho seungyoun? thanks 😊

synopsis: the two of you get a lil too drunk and end up messing around in seungyoun’s bed. UNEDITED

pairing: dom!cho seungyoun x reader 

warnings: sub reader, cursing, drinking, unprotected sex? it’s not implied that they used protection but you can still imagine whatever you want lol

this is my very first request so i apologize if this isn’t good lol. smut starts under the read more line. lowercase intended 

the two of you weren’t dating, and you both considered each other as “acquaintances ”. however, the rest of your friends thought differently. literally anyone could see the sexual tension between the two of you. as yoomi, your closest friend, says: the two of you are going to start fucking any minute. seungyoun was a goofy kid that always cracked jokes with you, but there was always that one moment where silence enters and the two of you just awkwardly shift in your seats. 

“anda is our driver so let’s drink all we want tonight!” yoomi cheers and jumps up, acting crazy despite not even being at the club yet. you let out a small cheer after her and put down your makeup brush. you would usually put on fairly heavy makeup when you go to the club, but not when seungyoun was there. even though you consider him as a friend, it wouldn’t hurt to impress him at least a bit. you made sure your makeup was subtle but still showing your beautiful features. you put on light eyeshadow, eyeliner, blush, foundation, and your favorite lip tint. 

the colorful lights were spinning around as loud music played, you looked around your surroundings, seeing crowds of people having the time of their lives (cue the day6 music). 

you, anda, and yoomi went to the second floor to find your other friends. according to yoomi, seungyoun was going to be there too. you bit your lip in excitement and walked into the private room. your eyes wondered around the group of people and on the very right you saw him. he was wearing a white button down shirt, a few buttons undone, plain black pants, and a black denim jacket with graphic designs printed all over it. simple, but extremely hot. the way he was sitting already drove you crazy. he was laid back slightly, legs spread out. you could already imagine you sucking his big fat di- 

“y/n? come sit down!” yoomi pulls you to the seating area. you feel a bit flustered, and you leave a little imaginary slap on your face for letting yourself get carried away into the world of horniness. 

the rest of the time you spent there was full of dancing, drinking, and constant glances towards seungyoun. you just couldn’t help it. it’s HIS fault for looking that good. he seemed to notice your glances, without even turning your way. you could tell by his small smirks occasionally. 

after everyone had left the club, you stumbled outside and looked around for anda and yoomi. when you looked to your right, you sat yoomi stumbling around with her boyfriend. 

you called out to her, “hey yoomi! where’s anda?” 

“i don’t know! i think she got drunk this time. i told that hoe not to drink, fuck,” yoomi walked off into the distance clinging tightly on her boyfriend’s arm. 

you sighed and stood, waiting for absolutely nothing. 

“what are you doing, standing there?”  seungyoun walked beside you, confused. 

“uh? i don’t knowwww” your speech was weird because of the large amounts of alcohol. your cheeks were extremely pink. 

“you know i noticed you looking at me the whole time,” he chuckled. 

“it’s cause you’re really hot-” you slapped your hand over your mouth in surprise. if you were sober you would probably run away in embarrassment, but instead you giggled and said: “oopsy, didn’t mean to say that”.

he turned his head over to look at you with an unreadable expression. 

“you think i’m hot?” he slowly walks towards you, another smirk slowly building on his face. you giggle again and nod aggressively. you were definitely going to regret this in the morning. once he was close enough to you, he bent down to match you height and tilted his head slightly. 

having a slight pout on your face, you matched his actions and tilted your head in the same direction. you blinked slowly, still feeling drunk. you noticed he also had a slight blush on his face from the alcohol. 

he slowly moved his face closer to you, until you dived forwards into his lips. he was a bit taken aback, but he quickly adjusted and grabbed your waist. it went from 10 to 1000 quickly, but neither of you cared. both of you were expecting this to happen anyways.

his lips were now stained a bit from your lip tint, but that didn’t matter. the two of you continued sucking the hell out of each others lips, not caring that you were both making out in an alleyway by a club. both of you roamed each other’s bodies with your hands, knowing what’s about to happen later tonight. 

after being in the alleyway for who knows how long, you ended up in his bed an hour later. he was on top of you with both of his hands by your head. the two of you were breathing heavily, eyes both filled with lust. 

immediately the two of you started removing your clothes, too eager and impatient for the foreplay. seungyoun threw his clothing to the floor, not really caring where it lands. 

after the last article of clothing was removed, your hands went to grasp his shoulders, already dripping wet with excitement and arousal. 

he used two fingers to circle your clit the gradually enter you. thrusting his long fingers. you were squirming in pleasure, burying your head in the pillow you were laying against. 

“fuck you’re so wet already,” he spreads your legs and grips your thighs with his hands. 

“put it in already,” you whine. 

“if you say so,” your curses were cut off with a sharp gasp. he entered his cock into you and started thrusting. he was the perfect size for you, hitting all the right spots. you moaned in pleasure and grabbed the bedsheets. your back was arched, giving seungyoun a closer view of your boobs. he brought you closer to the wall and leaned your body against it, so instead of you laying down, you were sitting slightly upright. he kept thrusting wildly while sucking on your boobs, leaving hickies on them occasionally. 

you pulled on his hair, lost in pleasure. “i’m about to cum!” tears threatened to spill as you were approaching your high. your legs were begining to shake and you pulled seungyoun into a heated kiss. 

“fuck you feel so good around my cock,” he groans. 

“cum on my cock,” your eyes roll back, letting out a pathetic moan. both of you came at around the same time, seungyoun coming after thrusting wildly for a few more seconds. 

the regret will hit you in the morning, but hey, at least you got good dick. 

[thru-the-grapevine]

Hi 👋

After reading (Something New) with Seungyoun & <that was really good> I was wondering what sex in front of a mirror would be like... I can't stop thinking about it ☺️

Pardon my English 😘

Hi hello yes this is Ellie and not to worry your English was loud and clear on this and I may have choked on my own spit reading it and then choked again imagining it-

(I am proceeding on the assumption that you mean this to be Seungyoun-specific so if I’m misinterpreting that I apologize)

In Seungyoun’s defense, what happens is unintentional. Except he’s not complaining

He just catches sight of you fussing with your shirt in front of the mirror, and the way you’re pursing your lips and furrowing your brow is so endearing that he can’t help approaching you

You make little noises of complaint when he swoops you back against him in a hug, but he grins and leans down to rest his chin on your shoulder, gazing at you fondly in the mirror and asking what you look so concentrated about

“I‘ve decided I don’t like this new shirt enough to keep it, now shoo, you’re going to wrinkle it and then they won’t take it back” comes the half-hearted scold

He doesn’t move away from you, but he does loosen his arms and start smoothing out any wrinkles, watching in the mirror to make sure he doesn’t miss any

He glances at your face in the mirror when you stay unnaturally quiet, and that’s when he notices your pupils dilating

“What, what did I do?” “Huh? I—nothing. You just….I like your hands.”

He looks at his hands, spread over your middle, and they look the same as ever to him. Except maybe his hands make you look a little smaller, splayed out and covering as much surface area as they are

“Huh, they look kind of big,” he mentions, continuing to smooth out your shirt gentler, slower

He looks back up to see your reflection swallowing hard, your eyes watching the reflection of his hands, a quiet “mhm” in the back of your throat

A knot of heat sinks into his gut, as well as a little thrill of affection that something as simple as his hands can distract you like this

Like every other time, now that he’s started touching you, he finds he can’t stop

He smooths his hands up and down your middle almost soothingly, lifting his head just enough to tilt down and press a kiss to your shoulder, eyes never leaving your reflection

He’s always loved studying you, learning your little expressions and body language to everything, and he decides he likes this, being able to see your whole body and face this easily, see how it looks when his hands are on you, see as well as feel how you melt back against him slowly, your expression glazing the more deliberately his hands course over you

Gradually, he lets one of his hands slide up your chest

He feels your breath catch underneath his hand, and your gaze flicks up to his in the reflection of the mirror

Neither of you says a word as his hand keeps sliding up, until the tips of his fingers are brushing the base of your throat

Your eyebrows tilt slightly, the telltale indicator that you’re turned on, and he slides his hand up to cup loosely at your throat

His mouth goes dry at the way your eyelids flutter and your lips part. He loves the way his hand looks there on your throat, loves the way your gaze goes a little glassy, loves seeing your chest rising and falling quicker

He kisses your shoulder again, begins a slow trail closer to your neck, and watches his fingers twitch lightly against your throat

He feels rather than hears a little noise in your throat, almost a whine, and god he needs to kiss you, now

He slides his hand up your neck to your jaw, fingers pressing to tilt your face towards his

You both sigh when your lips finally connect, and it makes him smile faintly against your mouth

His hand still splayed over your middle presses you back against him more snugly, and he realizes just how hard he’s gotten when his crotch nestles against your ass

Without thinking, his hand bunches up the fabric of the shirt and slides until his fingers catch on your waistband

You break the kiss with a gasp when he slips his hand underneath your clothes, and Seungyoun wonders how every little look, every little movement you make, can be this attractive

He lets the hand on your jaw turn your head forward again, nips a kiss at your neck, and says “you should watch my hands, then, if you like them”

He slides the hand on your jaw back down your neck, over your collarbones, and settles it on your chest, thumbing lazily at your nipple through the shirt

He could live and die by the sweet little noises you make. He feels how much harder it makes him, feels himself throb against the curve of your ass

He presses his lips against your shoulder and watches the reflection of your face open up in a moan when his other hand slips deeper and strokes over you, slowly, in your pants

He feels a little lightheaded, a little drunk, on the ways your face twists in pleasure as he builds a slow rhythm rubbing you, on the way your back arches slightly when something feels especially good, on the way you can’t seem to tear your gaze away from the shape of his hand moving in your pants

You twitch in his hold when he applies a little more pressure to your sensitive spot, and he groans at the friction of your body against his

Mindlessly, he dips his hand lower and traces his fingers in a tease over your hole, out of his mind horny with the way you moan at the contact

“God, you’re so hot,” he breathes as he eases the tips of his fingers just inside you

Your hand fumbles to his wrist and grips hard as he carefully sinks two fingers inside you, the little bites of your fingernails in his skin making Seungyoun dizzy

You’re so hot and tight around his fingers it’s unbelievable, and the noises you make sound like every wet dream he’s ever had when he starts pumping slowly, and Seungyoun thinks you might have been custom-designed to make him completely crazy

He’s usually gentler with you when he fingers you open, knows you get sensitive, but his fingers drive in and out of you with more desperation, the sight of all of you in he mirror at once for him to see making him less cautious

He finds the spot inside you he knows you love him to touch, thrusting into it just right, and he moans against your shoulder when your muscles clamp down hard on his fingers, and your other hand comes up and grips hard in his hair

He watches your brow furrow and your eyes roll shut, feels you start pulsing in tight, wrenching spasms on his fingers, hears your breathless cries as you arch back against him

He pulls his hand from your chest and starts fumbling at his zipper and waistband as he works you over because holy fucking god he needs to be in you so badly

Your eyes flutter open as the pulsing slows, your utterly wrecked gaze meeting his in the reflection, and Seungyoun groans and grabs your shoulder, pushing you forward until he’s crowded you up against the mirror

He’s thanking god you’re both right next to the dresser, near the drawer of condoms and lube, and he’s prepping himself so fast and in such a daze he can hardly focus

Something in his chest tightens as you try to help him, even in your weary post-orgasmic state, and he makes himself promise he won’t lose it and finish the second he’s inside of you because he needs to make this good for you, needs you to know he’d rather die than leave you unsatisfied

But holy shit is it difficult as he sinks into you inch by inch, feeling your intimate muscles still fluttering, and he’s not sure which of you is moaning louder but he wouldn’t be surprised if it’s him because fuck nothing has ever felt so good

Today is not his best day of being careful. He doesn’t think you mind, though, when he doesn’t slowly build up to a faster, harder rhythm, just goes for it straight off, because you make the most desperate, pleased noises he’s ever heard in his life

It’s taking the willpower of heroes to keep himself on the edge and not careening over as he slides home inside of you over and over and over, positively drowning himself in you, surrounding and filling you with himself

He can’t see either of you in the mirror anymore because you’re both pressed up against it, but he doesn’t care, doesn’t need to see your toes curling and your eyes squeezing shut and your mouth dropping open to know you’re as close as he is, he can feel it all in the unbelievable vise grip of you tightening on his dick

He reaches back around you and strokes you again, fast and messy and desperate, and the cry you make might be his new favorite sound in the whole world

There’s a slight ringing in his ears when he feels you start to come, and that’s it for his self-control, how can he deny himself heaven when it’s right here in front of him, and he buries himself as deep as he can and empties himself, gives you all that he has, short of breath and trembling

For a long moment you shudder together, out of your bodies, on another planet, and gradually you sink back into yourselves, relaxing against the mirror

When Seungyoun rests his forehead wearily in the crook your neck, the price tag on your collar pokes his cheek

He can’t help a little smile, and a “You’ll probably have to keep the shirt now”

His grin widens when he hears you snort quietly

Your voice sounds like miles of bad road when you ask, “what just happened?”

He bursts into laughter against your neck

“I have no idea.”

You laugh with him, melting back against him, and your hand lifts and rubs affectionately at his bicep

“Well it’s allowed to happen whenever you want, but maybe take off the clothes I’m going to return next time.”

(He pays for a new shirt for you. It’s money well-spent, he thinks.)

(Why no I'm completely fine and normal why do you ask)

Admin Ellie’s Masterlist

[hobidara]

Since no one writes some good woodz smut i am begging u on my knees to write something anything pls just sigh 😔

please i’ve never written smut and i can’t 💀 this is why i keep requesting other authors to write woodz smut bc i need it too 🥲

if an author sees this, please write woodz/seungyoun smut for us, we begging 🧎🏽‍♀️

[thirsty-x1]

Too Much | Cho Seungyoun

Request:

can i request a smutty oneshot where the reader is ceo!seungyoun’s gf and after a couple days of him coming home late/not coming him at all because he’s overworking himself, she goes to his office herself (all dressed up 👀) to try and help him unwind/relax? basically him fucking his gf over a desk lmao, hope this is okay!

↬ Pairing: Seungyoun x fem!reader.

↬ Genre: Smut, bit of fluffy ending.

↬ Warnings: explicit language, dom!Seungyoun, dirty talking, slight degradation, semi-exhibitionism, oral sex (blowjob), very slight bondage, fingering, unprotected sex.

↬ Word Count: 3.8k.

↬ Song Recommendation: “Too Much” by Loco ft. Dean.

The sun coming down reflected on your windshield as you drove your car, turning right before seeing your destination come in sight. The building stood tall, somehow looking threatening and making you doubt whether you really were going to follow through your plan. It wasn’t a hurried decision considering that you had been trying to gather the courage to do it since quite a few weeks after noticing the pattern your boyfriend had started to create, but it was also your first time visiting him at work. Taking a deep breath, you parked the car, your fingers turning white as you held the steering wheel tightly, comforting you a bit before you got out.

A slight breeze sent shivers down your spine, the cold air impacting mainly on your exposed legs. Your eyes travelled down examining your outfit, wondering if it was fancy enough; as the CEO’s girlfriend, you couldn’t just show up in any clothes. The mid-thigh skirt wasn’t doing much to protect you against the weather, although it would have been much worse without the thin dark stockings underneath it. You ironed the white shirt with your fingers and fixed your coat while walking towards the entrance, the sound of your high heels resonating on the empty street.

Pushing through the heavy glass door, a man behind the welcoming desk smiled at you kindly but without saying a word, waiting for you to initiate the conversation, which was rather odd… wasn’t that supposed to work the other way? Without giving it much thought, you proceeded to ask in a low voice.

“Excuse me… I have come to meet the CEO, Cho Seungyoun.”

The man nodded, as if he expected it, and asked in a condescending tone: “Do you have an appointment?”

“Ah, no, but I–” He waited no time in interrupting you.

“Then I’m afraid you can’t see him now. If you call to this number,” he scribbled down in a card, handing it to you, the tactic being too obvious as you saw what was probably his name on it, “you can arrange a meeting.”

Smiling as sweetly as you could, you declined his offer. “I’m his girlfriend.”

You could see the blush on his face as his eyes opened wide, starting to stutter as he pointed out the way indicating which floor you had to go to, much more polite than at the beginning. It was fun to see the immediate change without even confirming whether it was true, the thought of the employee trembling at the fact making you wonder just how strict of a boss was Seungyoun.

Waiting for the elevator you could feel eyes on you, turning away whenever you tried to catch who they belonged to. As you heard a few people muttering, you noticed that other’s women outfits weren’t as sophisticated as you were, rather using full suits instead of skirts and blazers on top of their shirts. You started to feel slightly embarrassed, focusing on the numbers changing as the elevator went up, your hands quickly closing the long coat as a way to protect yourself from the gazes.

After what it seemed to take forever, you got to the floor, hurriedly getting out of the cramped space while examining the whole room to see if you could find your boyfriend’s office. Finally, you noticed a slouched figure behind one of the glass walls, a sudden relief washing over your body as you recognized Seungyoun working on his office, sitting behind his desk as he seemed to study the papers in front of him. Nodding to some of the workers you passed by, you opened the door, careful to not disturb him as you got in.

“Have you finally brought the right papers? Also, ask everyone to stop sending messages through the work chat, I can see them, and what are they all being so loud for? Who came? I haven’t authorized anyone to pass.” His tone was completely serious as he rearranged some of the papers on the desk, almost throwing one of the folders to you as he looked up to his screen to check something. “The numbers are wrong, ask the statistic office to check them at least once.”

It was hard to hold back your giggle. “Would be nice if you looked up every now and then, your employees will hate you otherwise.”

Right when you started the sentence, his eyes shoot up, a smile spreading on his face as he stood up and walked around the dark wood table to hug you.

“What are you doing here? I thought you would be at home…”

Pouting, you played with the collar of his shirt. “Well, you have been working way too much… and since it’s impossible to make you take one free day, I thought of coming here.” You placed your hands on his shoulders, leaning to press a kiss against his sleep thankful that he was covering you from anyone spying.

“I know, it’s just that the deadline is close and everything must be perfect, plus we started a new deal with another business.” It was fun to see the contrast between his boss-self and the Seungyoun you were so familiar with, especially as he put a strand of your hair behind your ear. “I need to finish some work now, would you mind to wait for a bit? We can go have dinner to some fancy place afterwards.”

There wasn’t much you could do now and he was being too kind considering you came without prior notice too. You nodded, not without slapping his butt as he turned around to go back to his seat. While you heard the incessant typing, you walked around, staring at the multiple diplomas and degrees on the walls. On one of the shelves, there were all the awards that the agency had won next to pictures of Seungyoun with numerous renowned business men. It had been barely a year since you two had started dating, but by now you had noticed he wasn’t too keen on talking about his work, which was a bit surprising seeing just how big part of his life it had become. When you asked him about it, he simply said it was because he preferred to keep both separated and focus on relaxing while at home and you hadn’t pressed much on it.

After a few minutes, you took of your coat and sat down on the sofa, grabbing one of the magazines that was on the coffee table without paying much attention to it. Instead, you preferred to watch Seungyoun working: the way his hair was slicked back, his tie slightly loose since he pulled on it whenever he got stressed, the sleeves of his white shirt were rolled showing the shiny wrist watch that blinded you each time he angled it in a particular way and one of your favorite tattoos of him, his glasses resting on the bridge of his nose sliding a bit and his hand quickly putting them back in place, how he nibbled on his bottom lip, the soft grunt he would let out when something in the screen wasn’t going the way he wanted… You knew he was having a hard time, but he was also looking extremely hot while doing it so, to the point where you couldn’t think straight anymore.

“Is that article so interesting?” His question interrupted your thoughts, causing you to blink a few times and he smirked. “You have been drooling for quite a while…”

You let out a breathy laugh and got up to walk next to him, hugging him from behind and resting your head on the crook of his neck. “Is there a lot left?”

He pressed a soft kiss on the back of your hand. “Almost done.”

“Hmm… You are pretty tense.” Your hands slid down his chest, barely grazing his belt. “Want me to help you relax a bit?”

Seungyoun sighed, grasping your wrist right before it got to his groin. “I’m at work, princess.”

“And?” You pressed your lips against his neck, lightly nibbling on the skin before licking a stripe, his head falling to a side to allow you reach more. “If I get under the desk, it should be fine, right? You deserve it, you have been working so hard…”

Before he could even form an answer, you took a peak outside the office only to notice almost everyone had gone by now and dropped to your knees, quickly undoing his belt and unzipping his pants, palming him over his underwear earning a groan from him. Maybe it was the rush of being caught what turned him on so much because in just a few minutes he was hard, his length twitching under the fabric.

“Don’t tease me, y/n.” His tone was commanding, eyes piercing as he looked down on you, the new side of him making you wet. “Be a good girl and suck me off, hm?”

Unable to form any kind of reply that didn’t expose just how much power his words had over your whole self, you decided to follow his order. Hooking your fingers on the tight band of his underwear, you pulled it down enough to free him, his head thrown back as you slid your tongue on his shaft covering it up with your saliva. With a wicked smile, you teased the tip of his cock, already tasting the precum forming on the tiny slit. His head rested on the back of your head, encouraging you to take him in your mouth, shutting his eyes closed as he felt your lips wrapping around his member.

Right as you were about to begin bobbing your head, the door of the office opened, the sound of steps getting closer to the desk stopping you dead on your tracks. You looked up, trying to get some kind of indication on what to do from your boyfriend but he was completely ignoring you, his gaze fixed on the person before him.

“Is there anything you want to tell me, Miss Lee?”

“Ah, yes, here are the files you asked for, Sir.” You could feel a hesitant tone on her voice and you wondered if she was the woman that Seungyoun was waiting for when you had entered his office earlier.

“Thank you.” Realizing that the woman hadn’t left, Seungyoun continued. “Anything else?”

“W-well, you see… Some of the other employees were going to have a drinking meet up to celebrate the stocks going up, a-and… I was wondering if you would like to c-come…” You rolled your eyes at the obvious excuse to flirt with him, but what annoyed you the most was how much time your boyfriend was taking to decline the offer so you could continue, so you engulfed more of his length into your mouth and heard his fist impact on the desk, scaring you and his secretary, apparently. “A-are you feeling well, Sir?”

“Yes, it’s nothing, sorry, thought there was… something…” His voice sounded strained, so you swirled your tongue and pressed lightly on the underside of his tip.

“I see… T-then, will you come with us to celebrate?”

Just as a reminder, you went all the way, holding back a gag when you felt him hit the back of your throat, causing him to clear his own. “No, I’m sorry, but I have plans with my girlfriend tonight.” Pleased with his answer, you were about to pull out until his hand forced you to stay in place.

“Oh… I will get going then. Have a good night, sir.”

As the door closed, you hurriedly tapped on his thigh and he put his hand away allowing you to pull his dick out of your mouth as you coughed violently, the air hitting your lungs all at once as you tried to dry the tears that had clouded your vision. While you tried to recover, Seungyoun put away all the things on his work station with the most calmed expression, taking his time until he finished and went back to look at you, his thumb wiping the corner of your lips.

“I warned you to not tease me, baby.” He fixed his clothes again before he leaned in and picked you up, placing you on his desk. “Guess I should have expected it seeing the outfit you are wearing. Were you the one to cause all that fuss in the office?” His hand slid up your leg, appreciating the smoothness of the stockings. “I can’t have you wrecking the whole place… or was that what you wanted?”

“N-no…”

His actions made it hard for you to focus on what he was saying, the previous situation had already turned you on beyond any expectation but now it was him acting all confident, teasing you on purpose.

“Are you sure? Are you sure you didn’t want my secretary to listen to those lewd noises you made while choking on my cock?” His fingers slipped under your skirt. “Or have my employees trying to get a sneak peak of your ass?” Seungyoun’s gaze burned, your cheeks hot as he analyzed each of your reactions, smirking at the gasp that left your lips when he cupped your core. “You are dripping wet, sweetheart…”

“Seungyoun, please…”

His fingers kept rubbing you, the friction not being enough, the two layers of fabric, your panties and the stockings, starting to become annoying as you held his hand in place.

“Tsk, no, you didn’t follow my order before, so you don’t get to do what you want.”

Within a second, he slapped your grip, undoing his tie and wrapping it around your wrists, tying them behind your back rather tightly. You could feel the blood burn under your skin, your muscles itching in anticipation and your heart beating faster as you noticed a few lights still on outside the office. What if there was anyone out there? What if you got caught in the act? How was Seungyoun going to explain that and would it have any negative consequences on his position? All the questions dissipated from your mind as you heard a loud ripping noise, looking down to find your boyfriend smiling playfully.

“You- You ripped my stockings?!” For a second, you forgot of the whole scenario, but he made sure to remind you who was in charge in a flash, his fingers making your underwear to a side and feeling up the slit of your pussy.

“They were in the way and this is most discrete than having you fully exposed on my desk, don’t you think?” Your muscles tightened at the suggestion and he raised an eyebrow. “You like that idea? Hmm, who would have thought that my darling could be such a slut…? Wanting to be exhibited…” One of his fingers entered you, Seungyoun purring on your ear as he felt you clenching around it. “What would everyone think? You looked so professional a few hours ago and now you are sprawled and whining for me on my desk.”

The feeling was overwhelming, his breath grazing your skin with each word he said, making you feel hot all over as you fought with the strains that prohibited you touching him. He kept fingering you at a slow pace, loving how you squirmed under his touch, trying to keep your sounds low in case anyone would hear, but when he suddenly inserted another finger, it was impossible to hold back the guttural moan you let out.

“Fuck, Seungyoun, I really can’t take it…”

“Hm? Weren’t you going to help me relax? Maybe you are not the good pet I thought you would be…” You could feel that he was going to pull back, so reuniting each bit of strength you had left, you surrounded him with your legs and pressed him against you.

“Please, please… Use me in any way you want but I beg you to fuck me, I just can’t wait anymore, I need you, Youn, please…” The last few words came out muffled with sobs, the need in your system growing bigger and bigger under his hungry stare.

“You are too much, babygirl, too much for anyone to handle…” His hands unbuttoned your shirt impatiently, sighing when his favorite lacy bra came into view. “Anyone but me.”

His lips crashed against yours in a rough kiss, groaning at his own taste on your mouth as he slipped his tongue in, swallowing all of your whimpers when he took out his cock and buried inside you in one strong thrust. Smoothly, he pushed your shoulders until you felt the cold wood through the thin fabric of your shirt, and Seungyoun would swear he could have come right then at the view: you, laying back on his desk with your hands tied up behind your back, your breasts bouncing each time he rammed into you, your skirt lifting up slightly to show your cunt taking him in with the panties aside and your ripped stockings, some of his precum smeared on the side of your face, your loud whimpers and the wet sound filling the room in evidence of the lustful act you two were doing. It was his biggest fantasy come true, but the real thing was so much better than what he had played on his mind over and over again.

Right as you felt the knot on your stomach tightening up, you saw a shadow cross the glass wall, fear invading you, but when you looked at Seungyoun, his smile was bigger than ever.

“Why are you so quiet now, doll? You suddenly feel shy? I’m their boss anyway.” His high pitched laugh didn’t match the aggressive pace he maintained while moving his hips. “Why don’t you let them hear who you belong to, hm? Who makes you feel this way? Who is in charge of pleasing you?”

You didn’t dare to reply with words, shaking your head multiple times while trying to make him stop somehow, although the way your body reacted to his voice was betraying your true desires.

“C’mon y/n, I know you love this… I can feel your dirty juices spilling, making a mess… Just admit it, baby, you love being fucked raw by me, completely at my mercy and being this vulnerable and exposed… so helpless…” He continued to shove his length into you, his hands holding your hips in place. “Can you let go of your inhibitions for me?”

Shyly, you opened your mouth. “I-It’s… too much…” Your whimper sent shivers down his spine, his cheeks blushing as he got closer to you.

“I know you can and want to take all of me in this pretty, tight hole of yours, my love, you just have to ask.” Seungyoun pressed a few kisses on the valley of your breasts, sucking on the skin and leaving marks. “Give yourself to me, y/n.”

Just like that, your whole body crumbled, your thighs shaking as your orgasm washed over you, your mouth letting out a mix of incoherencies along with your boyfriend’s name. A few thrusts later, Seungyoun came as well, the feeling of his sperm filling you making you complain from oversensitivity while he made sure to completely empty inside of you. He stayed like that for a while, holding you before peppering you with small kisses and praising against your skin just how good you had been for him, his hands quickly untying yours. When he got soft, he pulled out, hiding a giggle at the complete mess he had caused before looking for some wipes to clean you and himself a little.

When you composed yourself, you fixed your clothes, still feeling a bit uncomfortable with each movement you made since you could feel some of “Seungyoun” inside of you. Everything seemed to be in order, except for your ripped stockings for the which ones your boyfriend apologized under the promise of buying you even better ones, and while you were trying to comb your hair with your fingers, the criminal got closer, helping you put on your coat before hugging you.

“Do you feel more relaxed now?”

He laughed at your sarcastic question. “Yes, very.” Seungyoun pulled away, holding your face in his hands. “Thank you, really. Wasn’t quite expecting that ending but… It was amazing. You really are a good girl.”

Your whole face got red at the sudden compliment, slapping his arm before you grabbed your purse and got out of the office, still waiting for him outside of it. Carefully, you studied the surroundings, but no one seemed to be at the building, so maybe the shadow you had seen before was just a product of your imagination… or so you hoped.

As you got down on the elevator with Seungyoun tightly holding your hands and discussing where you should go to have dinner, you were greeted with an overall familiar face. The guy that had welcomed you earlier that day, and something told you that the blush on his cheeks wasn’t caused merely because of the incident during your presentation.

“Ah, Hangyul, you are still here?” Seungyoun’s tone was extremely casual, your eyes getting bigger as you realized that they must have been more than just co-workers. “Thought you would have gone out with Miss Lee to celebrate.”

The other man wouldn’t look at you in the eye and furtively avoiding your boyfriend’s stare. “Yeah, I just thought it would be more interesting to stay around here and… do some work…”

It was just for a fraction of a second, but you got to see the rampaging boner that the younger had, although he was desperately trying to cover it with his briefcase. Seungyoun must have noticed, because in a second he was standing in front of you, hiding you from his friend.

“I see. Was it interesting enough?” You suppose the other must have nodded due to the elder’s laugh. “Well done today, hope we can work together on some other opportunity. We will be leaving first, make sure to close properly and handle all unfinished business first hand.”

Immediately after you two left the building, Seungyoun exploded in laughter, making you feel even more embarrassed than before as you reprimanded him for making fun of the poor guy.

“That was too much, Youn! You crossed a line!”

His laughing fit started to calm, sliding an arm behind your back as you started walking to your car. “I was just imitating you, my love.”

The only sound that was heard was the echo of Seungyoun’s whine after you flicked his forehead. Despite his bad puns and silly attitude, he was still the man you had fallen for. A man that was “too much” for anyone, but not for you.

this has no business being so fucking long and I don’t know why I added Gyul at the ending but it just seemed fun and I want to cry so much because writing this made me incredibly horny bye

~Nani

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Pairing:  Seungyoun x Afab! Reader

Genre: Established Relationship, Light Fluff, Smut

Summary: The happenings on you and Seungyoun’s wedding night. Something so sweet and loving and special.

Warnings: Very very slight ring kink, fingering, light cum eating, unprotected sex, implied cumming inside (though never explicitly said). I think that’s it this is really so soft I was like sick. 

Word Count: 1751

The sparkle of his ring seemed to reflect off your eyes and it made him smile. You adored it so much, the way the ring sat on his finger showed the world that he was yours forever. He loved the way it seemed to affect you so, making you melt from any distance whenever your eyes picked up on it again. It had been an all-night occurrence throughout the long reception after your ceremony. Though Seungyoun was sure he was likely the same way after he proposed and placed the ring on your finger all those months ago, he’s just had time to adjust to the sight unlike you. It was cute how obvious you were though, even if you were also entirely clueless. He had no problem showing the ring off for you though, just like he had never had a problem displaying the claim you held entirely over him. 

Seungyoun is quick in leaving the conversation he was a part of, despite having lost focus on it long ago in favor of noticing you, his bride, from across the room. Making his way back to you, after separating for the first time since the wedding with the goal of greeting more guests. Though neither of you seemed to be able to last without the other for long. Seungyoun smiling at you as he brushes some hair out of your eyes, the same eyes that followed the wedding ring throughout the motion. Only losing sight of it as his fingers brush over your cheek delicately, letting you feel the chill of the metal against your skin and making a shiver run down your spine.

“How are you feeling my love? Doing okay?” It was so simple and yet that alone could have you melting into him. Just leaning against him for a few moments, charging you back up some, even if your battery was draining for the night.

“Yeah, but I think after a few more songs I’ll be ready to tell everyone goodnight and get out of here.” You admit, swaying with him as he hums in response to you.

“You know I’ll never argue with a chance to get you all to myself.” Seungyoun chuckles, kissing your forehead, “Just tell me whenever really. I’m fine with partying longer, but I also would love to dote on my lovely wife, so I shall be content either way.” 

You hum back, contemplating for a few moments before sighing, “Then why wait? It’s time to be alone, just us... husband and wife.” 

"I couldn't agree more, sweetheart." Seungyoun guides you to make the final goodbyes and announce your send-off. Everyone going outside now to do that, lighting your path with lanterns made for such an occasion. Your husband opens the door to the car for you and lets you in before making his way now as well.

He doesn't drive for long seeing as how the two of you won't be leaving for your honeymoon tonight. Instead going back home tonight before leaving the following day to allow you both some comfort and rest before your trip.

Seungyoun helps you out of the car and guides you inside, arms slipping around your center from behind as you both look over your form in the mirror. His lips meet your bare shoulder with a smile, "How about I help you get more comfortable and then draw you a bath? You can relax while I bring in all the gifts."

"The gifts can wait. I just want you, love. Though you're more than welcome to get me more comfortable. I would love nothing more than your touch right now." Seungyoun chuckles, drawing back just to work on unlacing the back of your dress.

“So impatient all the time.” He teases smirking at you in the mirror, “You can wait a little longer my love.”

Your soft whines are cut short when he starts placing tender kisses over your neck, fingers finally slipping under your dress now that it’s fully unlaced and moving to help you slip it off.

“This was tied so tightly on you sweetheart, why didn’t you tell me you were uncomfortable sooner?” He takes your hand to help you step out of the dress now pooling at your feet, leaving you simply in panties and your glittering shoes.

“I barely noticed most of the night, too elated to finally fully be yours.” You admit, not letting go of his hand as you step closer now.

“You can just admit that I’m distracting sweetheart.” Seungyoun teases, his tongue poking at his cheek as he does before he smirks at you, “You are too though. Especially because I couldn’t help but think about how I wanted to show you all the love that I hold for you tonight my lovely wife.”

“And will you show me all the love you hold for me tonight?” You ask him softly and Seungyoung smiles wider now than he has all night. 

“Tonight and every night my lovely wife.” He tells you honestly before leaning in for a sweet kiss. Only this one has more heated undertones. Seungyoun hums into your mouth as he feels you working to unbutton his shirt. His tie had been lost somewhere in the chaos of the car having thrown it in with things after having removed it at the reception. Something you were thankful for as it now meant one less offensive article between you and him. Seungyoun pulls away as you push his shirt off.

“Lay down love, I want to spoil you.” He says, hands on your hips as he already guides you to lay back onto the bed for him. Seungyoun carefully slips your panties off but leaves your shoes on to add to how you’re adorned beneath him. Glittering from the shows and the jewelry gifted to you by him, as well as your wetness of course.

“I don’t think there’s a prettier sight in the world.” Seungyoun’s praise makes you whine, squirming a little at the heat of his gaze. He’s on a mission though, truly meaning it when he said he wanted to spoil you. Two of his fingers slip through your folds to collect some of your arousal before circling lightly over your clit to get more of that. His intent is not to tease though so once he feels you’ve given him enough more his middle finger slips inside while his thumb takes over on your clit. His movements are slow but deliberate, not teasing or lazy. He is in no rush, wanting to allow you both to savor this moment. Seungyoun’s actions seek out all of the points that make you feel the best while his pace allows him to ensure that every detail no matter how minuscule can be committed to memory.

This was not the first time that you both were intimate, but this time was different, special. You were reminded of this when his ring finger slipped in beside his other one, gasping a little louder at the feeling of the cold metal ring there now. Seungyoun’s pupils dilate further at how it shines brighter now that it’s covered in you. The ring teases against you with each slow drag of his fingers until Seungyoun finally pushes them a little deeper when your thighs begin to tremble just slightly.

“That’s it sweetheart, cum for your husband my love.” Seungyoun softly eggs you on as his fingers work more deliberately to get you there, “I want you to show me how good and loved you feel. I want you to leave a trail of it on my fingers and ring my beautiful wife.” 

His sweet words, as they often were, became your undoing. The final push that you needed to give in to how good Seungyoun was making you feel. Something special in the air between you both. Seungyoun’s gaze is soft yet lustful as he brings his fingers to his mouth, humming at the taste of you. His saliva drips down to glisten along with your cum on his wedding ring until he cleans there as well. His hand then cups your jaw, tilting your head to look at him as he settles on his knees between your legs.

“I want you to keep your eyes on me, love. I want us to be fully immersed in one another on our first night as husband and wife.” Seungyoun leans down to place a delicate kiss on your lips for a brief moment before he looks back into your eyes as he slowly pushes in. His gaze never wavers as he intently takes in every expression you make for him, adoring how your eyes are practically filled with stars as you look back up at him. 

Seungyoun’s actions now follow the same pattern as earlier. Every move that he makes is slow and purposeful, a deliberate attempt at reveling in every flawlessly pleasurable detail of you both inside and out. In the process allowing for you to do the same. Spending more time in the bliss of each other now than when you first obsessively learned each other’s bodies. Seungyoun is getting as deep as he can as if he’s looking to learn even more and offer you the same. His pace however does not mean he lacks a desire to make you fall apart for him, on the contrary. He shows you this in how he intentionally moves to press against every spot that sends tingles through your body and his constant attention to your clit. Like him you wish that you could stay in this heavenly moment forever, it is simply too good for that to happen though. Your body signaling that your end was soon to come to your disappointment, especially as Seungyoun notices.

“It’s okay love you can cum for me. We’re husband and wife now, devoted to one another forever. Which means I will work to always give you whatever you desire and deserve including these moments.” Seungyoun assures you watching how your eyes glitter with a few tears at his loving words before being swept away in pleasure. Your expressions and sounds of pure bliss are what send Seungyoun over the edge as well. The man is not working so hard with his thrusts as he rides you both through it, smiling at you as he watches you blink back out of the haze of your orgasm, “I meant every word of what I said, sweetheart… I love you.”

“I love you too.”

[chanis-banani]

you can't stop me, sucker

Inspired by: [WOODZ] 'Ready to Fight' Live Video

Note: I'm sorry, but when I saw that video, I just had to write something. The Seungyoun brainrot is of unimaginable proportions today. I honestly think this smut is a little bit cringe, but I don't care. All I have on my mind is woodz in a suit with his blonde wig and cheeky little grin and I needed an outlet. Thank you for coming to my Ted talk x

Note 2: Also this might be the only woodz smut where I don't mention the kissing or licking or otherwise admiring of the tattoo on Seungyoun's belly.

Synopsis: bratty woodz takes control (x gn reader)

Word count: ± 1k

Genre: not really smut because it cuts off before the good stuff (sorry), but probably beyond suggestive

Warnings: fighting for dominance, cheeky Seungyoun, tie-tugging, lowkey choking, reader's arms are (gently) twisted behind their back, reader being handcuffed at the end

"Did you really think you could tease me without any consequences?" Seungyoun's voice was low and hazy as he said those words. He had you firmly pressed into the mattress as he hovered over you, looking at you with fire in his eyes. "If you wanted to have control tonight, you should've tried harder."

Earlier that evening, Seungyoun had come home from shooting the live video for Ready to Fight. He still wore the suit and blonde wig when he came home and there was something about it that turned you on like crazy. You wanted nothing more than to have him beneath you in that suit, the fake blonde hair all messy and in his face, him whimpering and begging for you to touch him.

However, things didn't go exactly according to plan. You had greatly underestimated just how needy Seungyoun was this particular evening. At first he played along with you. He somewhat pretended to have an attempt at taking control, but didn't mind at all when you got on top of him. But the longer you refrained from touching him where he wanted it, the more he began to struggle.

Even when he asked you nicely, you wouldn't touch him, because you just loved the look of his suit too much. After fifteen minutes of begging, Seungyoun ran out of patience. All of a sudden, he grabbed your wrists and flipped you on your back, pinning your arms above your head as he got on top of you.

"I've got you now," he grinned, his eyes glowing with need and anticipation. You couldn't help but shudder a little. Even on top of you like this, he looked magnificent. Yet, you couldn't just give up that quickly. What would be the fun in that? You couldn't risk him taking off that gorgeous suit already.

"You know I don't surrender easily," you grinned and you managed to pull one of your hands free from his grip. You quickly pushed him off of you and now you both sat up, ready to defend yourselves. Seungyoun looked you up and down and chuckled. "Hm, so you want to play huh? That's okay. I'm ready to fight."

The two of you stared at each other for a little while, trying to anticipate what the other person would do. Suddenly Seungyoun reached out to grab your arm again, but you dodged his attack and managed to take a hold of his tie instead. With a harsh tug, you pulled him towards you by his tie, taking him by surprise. This worked as a perfect distraction, buying you just enough time to grab his wrists and push him on his back.

You quickly got on top of him and pinned his arms next to his body. Instead of looking defeated like you expected, Seungyoun seemed rather delighted with the situation. "And what are you gonna do now, huh?" He showed you a devilish smirk and pushed his leg up in between yours, pressing his thigh against your sensitive area, causing you to let out a surprised moan.

Maybe you had riled him up too much. Even when he was pinned down beneath you, he continued to grin happily and knew exactly how to get back at you.

"Now be honest with me," he continued while he pushed his leg up a little bit more, putting even more pressure on your sweet spot, "This look turns you on right? You pervert."

You immediately felt your ears and cheeks getting hot when he exposed you like this. You wanted to look away, but that would only add fuel to the fire. With just those words, he had made you completely vulnerable. Despite physically overpowering him, you weren't in control at all.

"Shut up and behave!" you growled in a desperate attempt to take the lead again. Of course, Seungyoun continued to grin at you and pouted his lips in a cheeky manner, as if he was making fun of you. "And what if I don't?" he murmured through his pouted lips. You gave him an angry look and wrapped your hand around his neck. "I'll tie you up and edge you for hours," you threatened.

Still, he didn't seem bothered at all. Even worse; he was now actively laughing at you. That was when you realized you messed up. He had riled you up on purpose, hoping you'd choke him so you could no longer pin his arm into the mattress.

Before you got the chance to grab his arm again, Seungyoun already threw you on your stomach and (gently) twisted your arms behind your back. Hovering over you once again, he bent down to bring his lips closer to your ear.

"You can't stop me, sucker."

He reached out to grab something from the night stand while he held your arms behind your back with his other hand. A shiver went down your spine when you recognized the familiar sound of the handcuffs. "Why don't you turn around for me, darling? Unless you want to spend the rest of the night on your stomach..."

He let go of your arms, giving you the freedom to do as you pleased again. Even though, theoretically, you had the chance to do something stupid, both of you knew you would oblige his orders. Seungyoun was clearly determined to be in charge today and the more you'd struggle now, the worse his punishment would be. And thus, with embarrassment and defeat written all over your face, you obediently rolled onto your back for him.

His tie rested on your chest and the long blonde hair from his wig brushed against your cheek as he bent himself over you to attach the handcuffs to the bed frame. A little shiver went down your spine and you squirmed with anticipation. You really made him crazy this time, but hopefully he would be somewhat merciful.

Once both of your wrists were cuffed to the bed, he looked down at you with a big, mean grin and he stroked your cheek.

"Now what was that about edging you were saying earlier?"

[alyapjm]

Excuse me???

Okay, I will just leave it here.