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Forget about your boyfriend (pitbull - hotel room service) And meet me at the hotel room

ᨓ 。idol park sunghoon x idol fem reader ꒰📅꒱﹕smut ﹕+4.6k contains: small plot an then full smut, petnames (slut, good girl, etc), teasing (Sunghoon is such a tease ilh), dacryphilia, surprise squirting, orgams denial, Sunghoon ties reader, deepthroating, reverse and normal cowgirl, spanking. ┈─★

𝓈𝑖𝑛𝑜𝑝𝑠𝑖𝑠:

Being a couple sounded really easy at first but after becoming idols and not seeing ech other faces for months, just changed one think. That you two will ALWAYS be horny

[六] You parked the rented car in the garage, looking around before going inside to the big venue, watching it get crowed from your seat, smiling at the large fanbase in that concert through your mask to cover yourself since you don't want to be discovered and cause rumors.

After several months with events, promotions, and more, you couldn't see your boyfriend for a while until this moment when the company gave you a month break. The first thing you did was book a flight when the Fate Tour concert places were uploaded and pray to all the gods above to make you have a ticket way back. And thankfully, you did everything without telling your boyfriend, Sunghoon.

You remember the first time you laid eyes on Sunghoon like it was yesterday? It was at the ice rink, where the air was crisp with the promise of winter and the sound of blades slicing through the ice echoed softly. Your cousin had dragged you along to watch her practice, and that's when you saw him effortlessly gliding across the ice with such grace and finesse.

Your cousin had introduced you to him, and from that moment on, there was an undeniable connection between the two of you. He was shy; his cheeks tinted pink whenever he spoke to you, but his eyes held a warmth that drew you in like a moth to a flame. And, oh, how those stolen glances sent shivers down your spine, igniting a fire within your heart that refused to be extinguished.

As you both started training together, you found solace in each other's company, sharing dreams and aspirations under the watchful gaze of the stars. His gentle encouragement pushed you to strive for greatness, and in return, you offered him unwavering support, a pillar of strength in times of doubt.

Every stolen moment together felt like a scene from a fairytale, with whispered promises and stolen kisses hidden away from prying eyes. And though the world around you may have been chaotic and uncertain, in his arms, you found sanctuary, a safe haven where love blossomed like the first flowers of spring.

As the lights dimmed and the crowd erupted into cheers, you felt your heart race with anticipation. You couldn't wait to see the seven boys perform—to see them in their element, doing what they loved most. And most importantly, you couldn't wait to see and surprise him.

The music began, and you watched with bated breath as all of them appeared on stage. You searched for Sunghoon, and you could feel yourself getting nervous by how he made eye contact with the camera that captured the moment and showed it on the big screen. He looked more mesmerizing than ever under the stage lights, his movements fluid and graceful.

His interaction with fans was incredibly endearing, with each gesture and smile making the crowd feel more connected to him. He waved at them, accepted their thoughtfully prepared gifts, and made every encounter feel deeply personal. But then something extraordinary happened that sent a wave of electricity through the air.

He picked up a black cowboy hat adorned with his name in sparkling rhinestones and elegant feathers. As he slowly placed it on his head, his entire demeanor shifted. His movements became more fluid and deliberate, exuding a confidence that was intoxicating. He began to dance, his hips swaying with a tantalizing rhythm, each movement more sensual than the last. The crowd erupted in screams, their excitement reaching a fever pitch.

His gaze was intense, filled with a magnetic allure that made your heart race. He moved closer to the edge of the stage. Your breath hitched, unable to tear your eyes away from him, and the air was thick with anticipation.

After what felt like the shortest moment of your life, the concert finally came to an end, and you quickly made your way backstage, your heart pounding in your chest with emotion and a slight fear, in order to not be seen by anyone else. You couldn't contain your excitement as you waited for Sunghoon to finish his post-concert rituals and emerge from the dressing room.

You heard the cheers from the dancers and production team when they started to get down, and you knew they were coming. The door of the place you were was opened, and you saw Jay smiling at him.

Jay made everything possible, from you having a ticket in an unwanted place (which you begged for) to an unknown room far away from the staff and cameras that were recording the tour in general for the behind-the-scenes. Mostly because he was feeling worried about his best friend being so down about not seeing you or spending time with you.

"I'm going to fool Sunghoon to make him come over here in a few minutes."

"Thank you, Jay. You're the best," you replied, your voice trembling with a mix of excitement and anxiety. Jay gave you a reassuring smile before slipping out of the room, leaving you alone with your racing thoughts.

Minutes felt like hours as you waited, your heart pounding louder with each passing second. Finally, you heard footsteps approaching, and the door creaked open. Sunghoon stepped in, looking puzzled, until his eyes landed on you. For a moment, he was frozen, disbelief and joy mingling on his face.

"Surprise," you whispered, stepping forward.

Sunghoon's eyes widened in disbelief, a wide smile spreading across his face as he felt his tiredness go away in the blink of an eye. "What are you doing here?" he exclaimed, his voice filled with genuine joy.

"Can I not see my boyfriend?" you replied, closing the gap between you.

Sunghoon's arms enveloped you in a warm, tight embrace, his familiar scent wrapping around you like a comforting blanket, his eyes watering a little bit. "I missed you so much," he breathed into your hair.

"I missed you too," you said, pulling back slightly to look into his eyes. The depth of emotion in his gaze took your breath away, and you felt a shiver of anticipation as his hands cupped your face, his thumbs gently brushing your cheeks.

Without another word, his lips found yours in a tender kiss that quickly deepened, filled with the longing and passion of months spent apart. His hands moved to your waist, pulling you even closer, as if he couldn't bear the thought of any distance between you.

The room seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you in a bubble of shared love and desire. You could feel the heat of his body and the rhythm of his heartbeat matching your own, and it was intoxicating. Your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, and you lost yourself in the moment.

As the kiss broke, Sunghoon's forehead rested against yours, his breath ragged. "I've dreamed of this moment every single day," he confessed, his voice low and husky.

"And now it's real," you replied, your hands tracing the contours of his back, feeling the tension and warmth of his skin through the thin fabric of his shirt. "We have a whole week together."

His eyes sparkled with a mix of happiness and mischief. "A week isn't nearly enough," he said, his voice dropping to a suggestive whisper, "but we can make every second count."

With a playful smile, you took his hand, leading him towards the couch in the corner of the room. "Let's start right now," you said, your voice equally suggestive, "and see where the night takes us."

He didn't answer; he just straight-attached his lips to yours. You could feel his desesperation, and you must admit that yours was as obvious as his.

Sunghoon's hands slid down your back, pulling you closer as your bodies pressed together. The intensity of his kiss sent shivers down your spine, every touch igniting a fire within you that had been simmering for months. You could feel his heart racing, matching the frantic beat of your own.

The couch in that room provided little space, but it didn't matter. The world outside ceased to exist as you and Sunghoon reconnected, each kiss a promise, each touch a reaffirmation of the love that had grown stronger despite the distance and time apart. His lips moved to your neck, leaving a trail of kisses that made your breath hitch and your body ache for more.

"Sunghoon" You whispered his name, your voice filled with need, and he responded with a growl that sent a thrill through you when you held his torn arms. His hands were everywhere, exploring, caressing, and claiming every inch of you as his own. You clung to him, your fingers gripping his shoulders, his hair—anything to ground yourself in the overwhelming sensation of being with him again.

"God, I've missed you," he murmured against your skin, his breath hot and ragged. "I've thought about this every night."

You pulled him closer, your lips finding his in a kiss that spoke of all the longing and desire you had bottled up. "Me too," you breathed, your words mingling with the taste of him. "I never want to be apart from you again."

His hands tightened around your waist, and his eyes were dark with emotion. "We'll find a way," he promised, his voice fierce. "I really want you right now."

You grabbed his toned arms as he kissed your neck, your hands traveling behind his head while he couldn't bear the urge to grab your ass. He moans now, leaving your mouth.

"You want a quicky right now?" Sunghoon's moan was enough for you to actually separate him from you to take off his body and the sleeveless shirt he was wearing. He was still sweaty from the concert, the soft light of that space making him shine beautifully. He grabbed the band of the jeans you were wearing to pull you close and make you jump, his arms holding you as you locked him with your legs on his hips and removed your shirt, him pampering your skin with kisses.

"I want to fuck you so bad, sweetie."

Your breath hitched at his words, the raw desire in his voice sending a jolt of electricity through your body. You clung to him as he carried you, his hands firm on your waist, your fingers digging in just enough to leave an imprint. The couch became an insignificant detail, a mere backdrop to the fervor that consumed both of you.

Sunghoon lowered you onto the couch, his body hovering over yours as his eyes roamed hungrily across your exposed skin. "God, you're beautiful," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion and desire. He leaned down, his lips capturing yours in a kiss that was both possessive and tender, a perfect reflection of the love and lust coursing through his veins.

Your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as your bodies moved in a synchronized dance of passion. His kisses trailed down your neck, lingering on your collarbone before descending to your chest. You arched into his touch, every nerve ending alight with anticipation and need.

"I can't wait any longer," you gasped, your hands fumbling with the button of his jeans. The urgency between you was palpable—a magnetic force pulling you together in a desperate bid to erase the months of separation.

He helped you with your jeans, his own hands trembling slightly as he undid the button and zipper. In one swift motion, he pulled them off, leaving you in your underwear. His eyes darkened as he took in the sight of you, his breath hitching.

"You're so damn sexy," he groaned, his hands sliding up your thighs and pushing aside the thin fabric that was the only barrier left between you. "I've missed this; I missed you so much."

You reached for his jeans, sliding them down his hips, the anticipation building as you felt the heat of his skin against yours. He kicked them off, his body now pressed against you, every inch of him hard and ready. The feel of his arousal against your thigh sent a thrill through you, a reminder of how much you had both yearned for this moment.

"Please, Sunghoon," you whispered, your voice a plea that spoke volumes. "I need you."

With a growl, he captured your lips again, his hand sliding down to position himself at your entrance. The moment he entered you, a gasp tore from your lips, and the sensation was overwhelming in its intensity. He filled you completely, every thrust a reminder of the connection you had both missed so dearly.

"Fuck, I missed your pussy so bad," he groaned, his pace relentless as he drove into you. Each movement was a promise, a testament to the love and desire that had never wavered. Your bodies moved in perfect harmony, a symphony of passion and need that echoed through the small room.

Your nails raked down his back, your moans mingling with his as the intensity built. "Sunghoon!" you cried out, your voice raw with pleasure. "I'm so close."

His response was a deep, guttural moan, his pace quickening as he drove you both toward the edge. "Cum for me, baby," he urged, his voice rough and breathless. "I need to feel your cum."

With a final thrust, you shattered, the pleasure washing over you in waves that left you trembling and breathless. Sunghoon followed moments later, his release a powerful testament to the bond that had brought you back together.

As you lay there, tangled in each other's arms, the world outside seemed to fade away. The only thing that mattered was the two of you, the love that had defied distance and time, and the promise of a future where you would never be apart again.

Seven knocks on the door alerted both of you. "Sunghoon, they're starting to ask for you." You looked at him and both rushed to take all your clothes. After your appearance was decent, you were about to get out, Sunghoon winning and putting himself in front of the door, blocking it.

"Where's your stay?"

"At your hotel room," he said, opening his eyes in surprise and biting his lips in delight.

"I have to thank Jay for all of this." You grabbed his jaw, pulling him in a slow kiss. You could feel his fangs in the kiss and how needy he was for you, and you were just hiding the wet patch in your pants from the event before and how we whine when you separate from him, pulling his lower lip with a smirk on his face.

"Meet me at the hotel room, Park." You made him move aside and open the door, looking at Jay beside it wearing headphones and winking at you, handing you the card key to his best friend's hotel room. "Thank you, Jay."

"Give me a head start. Are you going to be really loud?"

"Probably."

"Then I'm going to give the members earplugs." You rolled your eyes at him as you successfully escaped the venue without a single camara on your face or fans surrounding you asking for explanations.

— : ☆

You arrived at the hotel, going straight to Sunghoon's hotel room. Anticipation coursed through your veins. You saw your appearance once again in the bathroom mirror and put the bag of clothes you brought with a brand new lingere set. You inhaled the cologne of your boyfriend in the air and smiled. You started to get undressed and put on the brand new set, a pearly white lingerie that was mostly strings.

You smiled at how your make-up and hair were retouched, ensuring you looked perfect for what was about to come. The delicate lace clung to your curves, accentuating your figure in all the right places. You caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, and you couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence. The anticipation of what was to come made your heart race.

The door clicked open, and you went out of the bathroom to see Sunghoon step inside with the hat he had at the concert, his eyes widening at the sight of you. He took a moment to take in your appearance, the hunger in his gaze evident as he locked the door behind him with a determined click. The tension in the room was palpable, and you could feel the heat radiating from him as he approached you. Without a word, he pulled you into a fierce kiss, throwing his hat somewhere, his hands roaming your body, appreciating the new lingerie set after.

"You're breathtaking," he murmured against your lips, his voice thick with desire.

You smiled against his mouth, pressing your body closer to his. "I'm glad you like it."

His hands moved to the straps of your lingerie, teasingly slipping them off your shoulders. "I more than like it," he whispered, his lips trailing down your neck for the second time, sending shivers down your spine.

You let out a soft moan, your hands finding their way to his hair and tugging gently. "I've been waiting for this moment," you confessed, your voice barely above a whisper.

His hands slid down your sides, his fingers hooking under the waistband of your pants. He pulled them down slowly, teasingly, his eyes never leaving yours. "Me too," he replied, his voice husky with need.

He lifted you onto the bed, positioning you so that you were lying on your back, your wrists tied to the headboard with the silky ropes that the set had. You felt a thrill of excitement at being at his mercy, knowing that he would take his time to make you feel incredible.

He trailed kisses down your body, his lips and tongue exploring every inch of your skin. You writhed beneath him, the anticipation and teasing driving you wild. He hovered over your core, his breath hot against your sensitive skin, but he didn't touch you where you needed it most.

You squirmed in anticipation, the sensation of being restrained heightening your arousal.

He leaned down, his breath hot against your ear. "I’m going to tease you until you beg for release."

You bit your lip, trying to suppress a moan. His hands roamed your body, his fingers grazing your skin with agonizing slowness. When he finally reached your pants, he smirked at the dampness he found there.

"So wet for me already," he murmured, sliding them down and off.

He knelt between your legs, his eyes dark with lust as he watched you squirm. His fingers traced lazy circles around your clitoral area, never quite touching it, driving you to the edge of sanity. You bucked your hips, desperate for more, but he held you down firmly.

"Missed me?" His voice was husky, filled with desire.

"Always," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper. "Please, Sunghoon," you begged, your voice breaking with need.

He looked up at you, his eyes dark with desire. "Not yet, baby; I want to hear you beg some more."

You whimpered, your hips lifting off the bed in a desperate attempt to get closer to his mouth. "Please, I need you," you pleaded, tears of frustration welling up in your eyes.

He smirked, clearly enjoying your desperation. "Soon," he promised, his fingers slipping inside you and curling in just the right way to make you cry out.

He worked with you expertly, bringing you to the brink of orgasm before pulling back, leaving you panting and on the verge of tears. "Please, Sunghoon, I can't take it anymore," you sobbed, your body trembling with need.

"Patience, baby," he teased, his voice a low growl.

The teasing continued until you were panting, tears of frustration welling in your eyes. Just when you thought you couldn’t take it anymore, he finally relented, his mouth descending on your core and his tongue flicking over your clitoral area with precision. You cried out, your body arching off the bed as he pushed you over the edge.

"Not yet," he said, his eyes locked on yours. "You don't get to come until I say so."

You whimpered, tears streaming down your face as the denial pushed you to the brink. He grinned at your torment, his fingers slipping inside you, slow and deliberate. The pressure built, and just as you felt you might explode, he withdrew, leaving you gasping and sobbing.

"You’re so beautiful when you cry," he whispered, kissing away your tears.

Finally, he lowered his mouth to your clitoral area, sucking gently. The sudden, intense pleasure was too much, and with a strangled cry, you came, your body shuddering with the force of your release. The orgasm ripped through you, intense and all-consuming, your cries echoing in the room. But he didn’t stop; his tongue kept working, prolonging your orgasm.

By the time he finally pulled back, you were a trembling, panting mess, tears of pleasure streaming down your face.

He untied your wrists, pulling you into his arms and holding you close. "You did so well, baby," he murmured, kissing your forehead gently.

Sunghoon kissed his way up to your whole face, his lips meeting yours in a fierce, hungry kiss. "But I’m not done with you yet," he whispered against your mouth, unbuttoning his pants.

You got on your knees in bed at the same time he was fully revealed. Your breath hitched as you took in the sight of him, his arousal evident and demanding attention. Sunghoon's eyes were dark with desire, and he gently guided your head towards him. You knew what he wanted, and the anticipation made your heart race.

With a mixture of eagerness and reverence, you opened your mouth, taking him in slowly. The sensation of his hardness against your tongue sent a shiver down your spine. Sunghoon's fingers tangled in your hair, guiding you as you started to move, taking him deeper with each bob of your head.

His low groan of pleasure spurred you on, your own arousal reigniting as you felt him respond to your touch. You took him deeper, the feeling of fullness making you moan and gag around him, being used in this way with Sunghoon looking like he was touching heaven with each suckr. Sunghoon's grip tightened slightly, his breathing growing more labored as you continued, your movements steady and relentless.

"That's it, baby," he encouraged, his voice husky with desire. "Take it all."

You pushed yourself to take him even deeper, your gag reflex triggering slightly, but you pushed past it, wanting to please him. The way he looked down at you, his expression one of pure bliss, made every effort worth it. You could feel yourself growing wetter with every second, the intensity of the moment heightening your own need.

Sunghoon's moans grew louder, and his hips started to move in time with your rhythm. You hollowed your cheeks, creating a tighter suction, and he responded with a deep, throaty growl. "Fuck, you're amazing," he breathed out, his voice strained.

You could tell he was close, and you doubled your efforts, wanting to push him over the edge. His movements became more erratic, his fingers tightening in your hair as he approached his climax. With a final, deep thrust, he came, his release hot and intense. You swallowed eagerly, taking in everything he had to offer.

As he pulled back, you looked up at him, your eyes glazed with desire and satisfaction. Your hand reached to the back of his neck, pushing him to be on top of you instead of standing up.

Sunghoon's eyes never left yours as he positioned himself above you, the intensity in his gaze making your heart race. He leaned down, capturing your lips in a heated kiss, his hands roaming your body with renewed urgency, like he always does.

You could feel the hardness of his body pressing against you; the heat between you was almost unbearable. "You're incredible," he murmured against your lips, his voice filled with admiration and raw need. "I want to be inside you."

"What's stopping you?" you whispered back, your voice breathless with anticipation, your doe eyes looking at his as you opened more of your legs.

You didn't let him take a good look. With a swift, practiced motion, you were on top of him, rocking your wet entrace with his once again hard cock. You saw your left, the cowboy hat calling your attention. You reached for it, and you put it on, gaining a moan from your boyfriend at the view.

"You'll be the death of me. My pretty cowgirl." You aligned yourself with his cock, the tip of his erection teasing your wet folds. You gasped, your body arching towards him, desperate for the connection. He entered you slowly, filling you inch by inch. The sensation was overwhelming.

The stretch, the fullness, and the way he seemed to fit perfectly inside you—it was almost too much.

Sunghoon's hands gripped your hips, guiding your movements as you began to ride him, the rhythm building steadily. The way you moved, the sight of you in that hat—it drove him wild. His fingers dug into your flesh, leaving imprints of his need on your skin.

"You like that, don't you?" you teased, your voice dripping with seductive confidence as you bounced on his length, your breasts heaving with each motion. He could only groan in response, his eyes rolling back momentarily as you increased the pace, your hips grinding against him with primal urgency.

With each thrust, you felt a delicious friction that sent jolts of pleasure through your body, making your breaths come out in gasps. You leaned back slightly, placing your hands on his thighs for leverage, allowing him a perfect view of your body in motion.

Suddenly, Sunghoon's hands left your hips and came down hard on your ass, the sharp sting of the spank making you cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure. "You like that, baby?" he growled, his voice rough with desire as he delivered another spank, the sound echoing in the room, copying the teasing.

"Yes, Sunghoon," you panted, the spanking only fueling your arousal. "More."

He obliged, alternating between spanking and gripping your hips to help guide you on his cock. Each spank was a reminder of his control, a sharp pleasure that contrasted with the deep, rolling waves of pleasure from his thrusts inside you.

You could feel your orgasm building, the pressure mounting as you rode him harder, and your movements becoming more frantic. Sensing your nearing climax, Sunghoon suddenly shifted, flipping you onto your back without pulling out. He moved quickly, positioning you for reverse cowgirl.

With your back to him, you sank down onto his cock once more. This time, you could feel it deeper, and that simply made you scream, your movements more erratic as you chased your high. His hands found your ass again, spanking you hard enough to leave a delicious sting. You cried out, the combination of his cock filling you and the sharp bites of pain pushing you over the edge.

"Cum for me, baby," he commanded, his voice strained as he felt your walls tightening around him. His words sent you spiraling, your orgasm crashing over you in powerful waves. You screamed his name, your body convulsing as you rode out your climax, your ass cheeks mivong like waves, and driving him insane.

Sunghoon followed you shortly after, his own release triggered by the sight of you coming undone on top of him. His hands gripped your hips tightly as he thrust up into you, emptying himself deep inside you with a guttural moan.

You collapsed against him while taking the hat off, both of you breathless and sweaty, in the afterglow of your intense session, leaving you both feeling satisfied and deeply connected.

"That was amazing," you whispered, turning your head to look at him with a blissful smile.

"You're amazing," he replied, his eyes filled with love and admiration as he brushed a stray lock of hair from your face. "Please keep the hat; I'll fuck you with that every single time."

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