#that enemies who fuck each other trope fits wonwoo so well WHAT THE FUCK-

[multi-kpop-fanfics]

Ok but imagine Wonwoo being a lawyer and fucking the shit out of his opponent lawyer before going to court 😔😔

ik he was the doctor in that episode but GOD DAMN HE FITS THE LAWYER CONCEPT TOO WELL

You were on your way to the court, hands gripping the steering wheel as you were mentally preparing for the case you had ahead of you. 

It was the usual divorce case - rich couple, a lot of money involved and a very angry wife who caught her husband cheating on her with his secretary. You nearly wanted to puke at how unoriginal and boring this case was, but you took it upon yourself to defend the woman, for the sake of women’s solidarity.  However, there was a detail that made this case very interesting and made your blood boil with anger and excitement at the same time - the husband’s defending lawyer was none other than Jeon Wonwoo. 

Out of all the lawyers you’ve ever faced before, he’s the only one who matches your wit and skills, thus making him your greatest opponent in the law field - and the only one who has managed to break your case-winning streak. And you absolutely despised him for that. 

Or maybe it was just his gentle yet powerful aura, combined with his dashing smile and sharp features, his tall and strong frame always accentuated by the suits he wore. Whenever he walks into the court, he has the winner’s mentality, a confident smirk on his lips every time he has you as his opponent. He always has his way of making heads turn to his direction, even if he wasn’t showing off in the first place.

Simply putting it, you hate Jeon Wonwoo for who he is, because he has everything you’re looking for in a man.

You check the time on the control panel of your car and decide to make a stop for some coffee, having at least one hour ahead of you until the court assembly. You park your car next to a polished black Mercedes, which looks awfully familiar to your eyes, but you shrug it off. You enter the shop, your suit jacket draped over your arms. “One caramel macchiato, please”, “Right away, miss. That’ll be four dollars”, the cashier replies and you search for your wallet to pay your coffee. 

“The coffee is on me”, you hear a voice next to you and you spot a man’s arm sliding the credit card over the POS machine. “Oh, thank you, you didn’t have to-”, you turn your attention to him and your face falls once you realise that the one who paid for your coffee was Wonwoo himself. “What are you doing here?”, you ask him with a passive-agressive tone. “Just drinking a cup of coffee, just like you, sweetheart”, he smiles, taking a sip of what seems to be a dark-roast espresso. “A caramel macchiato? I didn’t have you for the sweet type”, “Gotta make up for the bitterness of the field and those in it”, you reply with irony.

“It’s truly a shame, Y/N. Such a beautiful and capable woman like you, acting like a poisonous bitch, tsk tsk...”, Wonwoo comments with a demeaning tone and you poke your cheek with your tongue in annoyance. “You see, Jeon... Some of us are poisonous bitches because we have to deal with self-centered assholes who think that own the world, you know what I’m saying?”, you retort and smirk once you see the man drop his smile and clench his jaw. 

“Follow me”, he grabs your wrist and pulls you towards the restrooms, all while you’re protesting. He slams the door open and checks if they’re empty, kicking the door shut behind him and pushing you on the wall, caging you between his arms. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!”, you grit your teeth, eyes seething with rage. “You have some nerve, calling me a self-centered asshole, all while you walk around in your fucking YSL heels, looking down on everyone every time you enter the court”, he growls in your face, as he takes off his suit, loosens his tie and unbuttons the first three buttons of his shirt, his toned pecs peeking from underneath. “And do you know what’s the worst of all?”

“It fucking turns me on to the point I want to fuck your pretty brains out”, he admits with a heavy tone and you feel a rush of wetness pool in your lacy panties. “What’s the point of saying it if you won’t do it?”, you taunt him with a smirk. But it backfires on you, as he roughly takes off your suit shorts, throwing them on the floor aggressively and he shoves your panties to the side, hastily unbuttoning his own slacks to reveal his impressive girth, your mouth watering at the sight.

"You'll regret saying that, sweetheart", he bottoms out with one powerful thrust, knocking the air out of your lungs. "And I think you already do", he chuckles as he grabs your thigh and hooks his arm underneath, angling his hips to hit you deeper. He takes a quick look at your heels, running his hand over your leg, goosebumps erupting on your skin. He looks back at you and starts fucking you hungrily, his cock drilling your cunt in a brutal pace.

"Goddamn, sweetheart, you're so tight around my cock", he groans and you moan, your hands gripping his chest, nails digging into his skin. "Fuck, you're so damn big", you hiss and Wonwoo chuckles darkly, his lips trailing wet kisses on your jawline. "You're way prettier when you're taking my cock, baby", he comments and lets your leg down, his hand finding your clit and rubbing it in rapid circles.

"Shit, I'm gonna cum if you keep doing that", you whine weakly and Wonwoo rams his cock even faster in your soaking cunt, his free hand coming up to wrap around your neck. "You wanna cum, sweetheart? Good, because -ugh- I'm cumming too", his deep moan echoes in your head, "Gonna fill your tight, slutty cunt with my cum", he adds and you clench around him at his filthy words.

"Oh? You'd love that, wouldn't you? Getting fucked by the man you hate the most and letting him breed you like a bitch in heat, huh?", "Fuck, just fill me up, you bastard!", you scream and he stills himself inside you, spilling his hot seed generously, triggering your own orgasm as well. You feel your body go limp against the wall, but Wonwoo keeps you from falling with his arms, his cock still sheathed inside you.

"Fuuuuck...", Wonwoo groans in satisfaction as he finally pulls out of you, his cum trickling down your inner thigh. "You fucking-", you snarl but he cuts you off by kissing you senseless, his tongue hungrily devouring your mouth. He pulls back instantly, smiling at your flushed and disheveled state. You can't help but smile back, feeling content with the way you've ruined each other's pristine image.

This case just got a whole another turn.