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squidgamesmut · 3 years
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Imagine a submissive Salesman 🌶️
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MINORS DNI
Requested by @invinciblegirl28
This man can wrap others around his nimble fingers in no time, but you’re an exception. Quite the contrary, you’re the one who has him wrapped around their finger.
He’s utterly and thoroughly infatuated with you, and this definitely extends to the bedroom.
Whereas he prefers to stay in control in any other situation, whenever his back hits the bed, he lives by your rules.
It’s not difficult to get this man to full mast and requires little touch. He practically melts in your hands. You only need to flutter your lashes at him and he’s hard, so to speak. If you really set your mind to it, you could cause him to cum within a minute, without even touching him.
You, being quite the adventurous type, do not shy away from experimenting with him. Nothing is out of the question.
The Salesman does call you mommy from time to time at your behest.
He blushes deliciously when you prance around him with leather whips, handcuffs and toys.
One of your favourite things to do to him is jerking him off slowly, stroking him to the point of almost cumming, and then pulling away. It’s maddening and searingly hot at the same time.
He whimpers your name whenever you give him a handjob, enjoying the feeling of your hand around his thick cock, fucking into your palm if he can.
You’re exquisite, you’re everything, but your hands are pure magic.
“You like that, baby?”
“Oh, yes (Y/n)...”
“Hm?”
“Mommy…”
He grunts whenever you lightly rub your nails against his throbbing erection, teasing all the soft spots you know by heart. If he’s lucky, you might even use your tongue.
The Salesman often ends up tied to the bed frame with ropes or handcuffs, his arms and feet bound to the point that he can barely move. It’s the perfect position for you to tease him endlessly in.
Just imagine the potential!
Feather play, wax play, pressing a vibrator to his tip until he creams himself. The possibilities are endless.
One of your favourites is stimulating his prostate with a buttplug whilst riding his face, feeling him moan in between your thighs, straddling his face and grinding yourself on his eager tongue like there is no tomorrow.
The afterglow is always sweet though, because you wouldn’t be a good partner if you didn’t properly take care of him. You untie him, massage the sore red marks on his ankles and wrists where he strained against the ropes, and allow him to cuddle into you.
“I love you, (Y/n).” he then whispers into your ear, pressing his mouth against your temple, wholly satisfied.
“I love you too, babe.” you then answer, your naked body snuggled against his.
Taglist: @badedum-badaboom / @a-gay-elephant-called-jonathan / @leia-origami / @dean-samw67 / @therealromewrites / @hoebag123 / @thefleetofdreams / @momona-ha / @frontmanfanatic / @secretagent101 / @gihunmybeloved / @dancedannydance @smutnafiranka / @thefleetofdreams / @fairielovegood
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squidgamesmut · 3 years
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Imagine being Jun-ho's apprentice at the police station 🧸
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Requested by @ballorawan740
MINORS DNI
You’re a rookie member of the police force and start off as a very shy and inexperienced young woman.
A lot of the policemen in the force are very mean to you for no reason other than you being a woman, and throw degrading, sexist comments your way.
It’s really annoying, but you stand your ground. When you snap back at one of them one day, you get called into the office, no matter how much you protest about it.
The chief of police assigns you a mentor to keep an eye on you and help you out in the field as you gain experience, and you’re about to protest, when you notice a very handsome young man walk your way.
He’s a few years older, but still around your age, and introduces himself as Hwang Jun-ho.
You immediately do not mind anymore that you’ll be receiving a mentor.
Jun-ho asks what has been going on that you had snapped at your colleagues, and you practically immediately explain to him what happened.
The detective grows deeply annoyed at them and yells at them next time he sees them, defending your position on the team and that you’ll probably be above them in no time.
It’s really sweet of him, because he barely knows you. From that moment on, the guards don’t bother you anymore.
Over the course of weeks, you become more familiar with each other, and you learn that Jun-ho is a very passionate detective who deeply cares for his family. He even received a kidney from his brother.
One day, during a mission, he notices that your aim isn’t too great yet and offers extra classes, free of charge.
Who are you to say no to quality time with your stunning mentor? After all, you’ve grown fond of him over time, your stomach pleasantly tingling whenever he’s around…
Every other day, after work, you go to an abandoned hangar to practise on your shooting.
You gradually become better at it, and Jun-ho says he’s very proud of you.
As a thank you, you kiss his cheek, which deeply flusters him. You promise to take him out to dinner soon, which he keenly accepts.
However, during an undercover mission a month or so later, Jun-ho gets badly injured in his leg, and you help him stumble back to a safe house to get his wounds looked after.
Jun-ho is in awe of how gentle you are with him whilst cleaning the wound where a bullet grazed past his skin. Luckily, the injury isn’t too deep and doesn’t require stitching, but he has to rest up nevertheless.
When you finish patching him up, you look up at him, locking eyes with him. He’s closer than expected.
“(Y/n), thank you for that. I don’t know where I’d be without you.”
“Jun-ho, I--”
He leans forward and kisses you for a moment. It startles you, but you kiss him back, watching him with askew lips upon him pulling back, and he stutters with embarrassment.
“I-I’m so sorry, I don’t know what came over me--”
You kiss him again, a bit deeper this time.
Needless to say, it’s the start of a rather special relationship.
A few weeks later, the chief of police tells that you’ve grown enough to go out in the field by yourself, but Jun-ho and you definitely don’t stop seeing each other, continuing your romance beyond the police station.
Tag list: @badedum-badaboom / @a-gay-elephant-called-jonathan / @leia-origami / @dean-samw67 / @therealromewrites / @hoebag123 / @thefleetofdreams / @momona-ha / @frontmanfanatic / @secretagent101 / @gihunmybeloved / @dancedannydance / @smutnafiranka / @nymphstories / @fairielovegood
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squidgamesmut · 3 years
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Imagine Ga-yeong being the flower girl on your wedding day 🧸
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She was a precious princess, with her hair neatly tucked into two french braids, laced with lavender ribbons, her summer dress flowing behind her with every step she took.
Your eyes were glued upon her as she sprinkled rose petals through the air, and they fluttered down around her, falling upon the ground.
Perhaps she was even prettier than you right now, you thought to yourself whilst tucking your hand into Gi-huns elbow tightly, holding your new husband close.
As Ga-yeong did a few more steps forward, the music echoing through the room, indicating that you were supposed to follow, she looked over her shoulder with shimmering eyes to look upon you and her father, the widest of smiles on her face.
Your heart nearly burst with happiness and you looked at Gi-hun, smiling at him with beaming pride, flushing at his grin. You hoped he was thinking about the same thing as you, for the idea of having a child with him filled you with immense happiness.
Under the cheers of the wedding guests, you slowly followed Ga-yeong, who was doing such a good job at being the flower girl, spreading flower petals in your path, her braids dancing at every step.
“You look so beautiful.” Gi-hun whispered, soft enough for only you to hear, causing you to blush. “My wife.” It fell off his tongue with pride, and your fingers tightened on his arm, reassuring him of your happiness.
“And you look so handsome, my husband.” you replied to him, watching how Ga-yeong walked in front of you, out of the doors, towards the car you had hired for the occasion.
The girl halted in her tracks, holding up the now-empty basket, looking rather apologetically at the two of you. “They’re all gone!” she said, pouting a little.
“You did so well, sweetheart,” Gi-hun said, smiling. “We’re very proud of you.”
Ga-yeong ran towards you two, spreading her arms. For a moment, you embraced each other happily, enjoying the silent second together. The doors behind you opened and the other wedding guests walked out.
Ga-yeong pulled back, smiling and running towards her mother amongst the crowd, but not without turning around calling out: “I am finally going to have another half brother or sister!”
Both you and Gi-hun turned scarlet.
Taglist: @badedum-badaboom / @a-gay-elephant-called-jonathan / @leia-origami / @dean-samw67 / @therealromewrites / @hoebag123 / @thefleetofdreams / @momona-ha / @frontmanfanatic / @secretagent101 / @gihunmybeloved / @dancedannydance / @smutnafiranka / @fairielovegood / @phoeberosewald / @writers-whirlwind / @21stcenturywitchcraft
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