#vav kim hosung drabbles

[cosmichoneyedblossoms]

Dominance and Dahlias

Pairing: CEO Lou x Special Hotel Hostess (F)

Genre: Smut —mentions of Master kink, dirty talk, mutual masturbation, unprotected sex—

Word Count: 2.3 K

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“Sorry, Mr. Kim. We still won’t accept this offer...”

“Ah, fuck me, man…” Lou hissed, walking up to the sleek black check-in counter for a familiar face to shine a smile towards him.

“Mr. Kim, welcome back— What’s wrong? Another company turn down your proposal?” Edith cocked her head, trying to peer into his face.

“Yeah…” He groaned, flicking his eyes up to hers.

“Well, I saw your name appear on our check-in list this morning and made sure to have your suite ready before you got here… Since you seem a little stressed, could I offer you the Diamond Service?” She batted her long eyelashes while keeping eye contact with him.

“Yeah, why not?” Sighing, he dropped his duffle bag down to the floor while listening to the clicking of her fingers on the keyboard.

“It looks like last time you ordered B list… the time before that F list… and before that A…” Her eyes grew wide over the lists he’s requested and tried; glancing back up at him, her fingers halted their movements, “Is there a certain list you prefer more or is there a certain Special Service girl you would like to request?” Flickers of images came to his mind, and he could only think of one person.

“Is Y/N working?” Lou tugged his phone out of his pocket to see multiple emails from his company, some of them just cc’ing him to the email, and others emailing him directly.

“It looks like she is, she’s on the S list tonight, which is—”

“I don’t care what the list is, I want her in my room in thirty minutes.” His dark espresso eyes looked up from his phone screen to connect with hers, her cheeks flushed pink at his sudden glare, and she pulled his room key card from the slip next to her.

“Yes, Mr. Kim. I will inform her to go to your room immediately.” She bowed her head, and he took his leave with his duffle bag in hand. He blocked out the elevator ride with the responding of emails, mechanically walked to his room, and stepped inside of it, ready to see you. It was only moments until there was a knock at his door, he didn’t even have time to even unpack his duffle before having to answer his door, “Yeah, who is it?”

“Y/N, here to give you your Diamond Service.” Even with the door muffling your answer, he knew it was you. Pulling the door open, his eyes fell onto your figure clothed in one of your staple dresses; the tight charcoal dress hugged your shape so well that it almost left nothing to his imagination—not like he hadn’t seen it before, “Oh, Mr. Kim.”

“Come in.” He moved out of the way, and you stepped into the entryway of the suite.

“I didn’t expect you back into the hotel in such a short time. It’s only been a month since I’ve seen you last…” Your eyes followed him as he walked into the living area; tugging his blazer off, he turned to face you, his expression taut.

“Do you not like me requesting you?”

“N-no, I didn’t say that…”You bowed your head to him, waiting for him to respond.

“Well… what is on the S list tonight?” He sunk into one of the chairs facing you, his eyes heavy on you.

“The S list service is mutual masturbation.” Walking into the living area, he tipped his head towards the chair opposite of him; without hesitation, you took the seat he nodded to.

“Ah, is that so. How about you get started, and I’ll start when I’m well and ready.” Slouching down, his pants hugged his thighs a little too tightly, exposing his already growing erection, “Show me how you masturbate, Y/N.”

“But, this is a mutual—”

“Aren’t you supposed to be servicing me, no matter what I ask for or what I ordered? Would you like me to call down to your manager—”

“Alright, jeez, you don’t have to be an asshole about it…” You hissed hiking up the skirt of your dress and pulling down the top of the dress to reveal your breasts. You slid down in the chair, spreading your legs showing Lou the black lace panties covering your heat from him; masturbating for customers wasn’t anything new for you, you’ve done it plenty of times, but doing it in front of Lou was nerve-racking. He was the only man able to turn you on and keep you going for hours, and seeing him this hard without touching his cock was driving you insane. Closing your eyes, you started to rub your pussy through your panties, digging your fingertips into your slit to tease your clit.

“Look at me, Y/N.” His deep voice sent chills through your body, but you listened to him. Your eyes met his dark ones, their gaze not helping to calm your racing heart, if anything, it made it worse, “Don’t stop.” You bit your lip as your fingers continued to rub over your core, your juices already creating a large stain. With every drag of the fabric over your clit, you could feel your body getting anxious, “Lose the panties.” Without breaking connection, you removed your panties from your sticky slit and slid your fingers back over your wet pussy lips, spreading them for him to watch your juices dripping from your naughty hole, “Finger yourself for me…” He rasped, unbuttoning his pants; he watched as your fingers slipped into your core, the heavy breath you released made his cock twitch in agony; it was dying to be touched, begging to be inside of your pussy, but he was intent on holding back.

“Ah…” You gasped at your fingers brushing over your sweet spot; their gentle touch sent electricity through your limbs the more you teased your nerves, your body already on the brink of cumming in front of him. Your breathless moans and groans were too much for him, he couldn’t hold back any longer as he gripped his throbbing cock and began pumping his length with the thrusting of your fingers, “Fuck—I can’t stop—” You choked out as you roughly dug at your sensitive nerves; closing your eyes, you could feel the fire spread through your body when his hand grabbed yours and pulled your fingers from your core, “H-hey…” You opened your eyes to see him standing in front of you, his cock twitching and dripping with precum.

“You can’t cum yet, Y/N. On your knees.” You scoffed at his demand while pulling your hand from his grip.

“I’m afraid that you only ordered the Mutual Masturbation package, which doesn’t include a blow job or—” Lou rolled his eyes and tugged you out of your seat and onto the floor.

“Looks like my bitch has forgotten what to do when her Master orders her to do something.” He gripped his length and lined it up with your lips, “Now, be a good slut and open your mouth for your Master.” You swallowed hard, remembering how he was the last time he requested you—demanding, dominate, and downright demonic when he’s horny. Sticking out your tongue, you swirled it around the tip of his cock, smearing his precum and your saliva around it, “C’mon, do it like I taught you to. Swallow me.”

“Yes, Master.” You breathed against his cock, it twitching under your hot breath as you opened your mouth and slid his length past your lips. With every bob of your head, you slurped up his shaft and swallowed him until you could feel the tip hit the back of your throat; you didn’t want to let him know, but you enjoyed it when he requested you, you craved to be dominated by Lou that when the deal was over, you awaited the day when his name came back up on the list.

“For someone so adamant about not giving me head, you’re doing a better job than usual…” His raspy comment made you look up at him, your brows furrowed a bit with false anger, “What’s up with that expression?” He grabbed a fist full of your hair and rammed his cock to the back of your throat; he held your head there, held it up against his torso as your throat squeezed around him tightly, “My slut’s mouth feels so good…” He growled while watching your eyes well up with tears, you place your hands onto his thighs, trying to tell him to pull out, but he didn’t listen. He pulled out just a bit to ram his cock back in causing you to gag with his every thrust; the sound of your gagging mixed with your watering eyes and strained groaning was so hot to him that he pulled out and pumped his first load onto your face as you panted for air, “Lay back and spread your legs.”

“Lou…” You whined, and he cleared his throat, not giving you any room to refuse him, “Yes, Master…” You laid back like you were asked and spread your legs for him, with no warning he slid his entire length into you; your back arched off the floor as your hips shuddered with the tip of his cock reaching deeper than you remembered.

“Why is it that only your pussy feels better than heaven?” He husked before thrusting his cock into your warm core; your pussy tightly coiled around him with every thrust he granted you, with every kiss the head of his cock gave your cervix, he couldn’t believe he already wanted to cum with the few minutes he was inside of you, “Damn, you’re gonna make me cum in no time...” Reaching down, you gripped his wrists and wrapped your legs around his waist, keeping him from pulling out; within moments, he reached his high, his cock coating your walls with his sticky release, “Damn…” He hissed pulling out; his cum came rushing out of your slick, slit to drip down to the floor. You turned around onto all fours and spread your pussy for him.

“Your turn to make me cum, Master, or am I going to have to do it myself?” Slipping your fingers into your core, he smacked your hand away and replaced it with his cock, slowly delving it inside you again.

“When have I ever made you finish yourself?” He firmly gripped your hips and rolled his hips into you, his cock reaching your sweet spot immediately, “Ah, fuck… you’re so slippery inside…” His hips stilled, his cock still sensitive from cumming, but you were getting too eager, too greedy to wait until he could move; you pushed back against him, conjuring a hiss from his lips. He watched you fuck yourself with his cock, he thought that you had forgotten how to pleasure him, but watching you getting off on his cock on your own turned him on tremendously, “You’re such a slut for me, Y/N.” The rippling of your ass bouncing against his thighs piqued his arousal, the sound of your quiet moans caused goosebumps to rise on his sweat coated skin, “How about you ride me?” Pulling out of you, he stood up to fall back into the chair behind him with his hand wrapped around his length, slowly pumping it.

“You’re being rather nice today, Master.” You got up from the floor and straddled his lap, lining him up with your dripping core.

“Have I?” Digging his fingers into the flesh of your ass, he pushed his cock into you with the raise of his hips, ramming right into your sweet spot. The scream of pleasure that escaped from you caused a smirk to appear on his lips, “What? Did you like that?” Lous raised your hips and pushed them back down onto him, poking and prodding at the same spot; your orgasm grew quickly, the fire blazing in your stomach threatened to spill over with every thrust into your pussy, “Aren’t you supposed to be riding me?”

“Shut up…” You slurred, taking control of your pace—you couldn’t slow your hips. You were aching to cum, thirsting for it. Chills ran through your limbs as Lou slid his hands up your body to cup your breasts in his hands; rolling your nipples in his fingers, your walls tightened around him as a surge of pleasure filled your body, “Shit…” You breathed while closing your eyes, your mind starting to become a hazy mess.

“You like having your nipples played with, huh, Y/N?” He hummed, taking one of your nipples into his mouth. You gasped, feeling his tongue swirl around your sensitive bud as his fingers pinched the other—god his touch felt so good, your body couldn’t deny it, it was barely holding on, you were so close that you could feel the burn in your stomach start to spread.

“God, yes! Don’t stop!” You begged, slamming his cock into your burning nerves. He matched his thrusts with yours while his teeth nipped at your nipple. You could feel it, it was right there, right at the edge of bliss, begging to unravel around him.

“Fuck—I’m gonna cum, Y/N…” He huffed, returning his hands to your hips, digging his fingers in so deeply that your skin was sure to bruise by morning.

“I’m so close… please don’t stop, Master, please…” Your begging gave him his last ounce of strength to thrust into you, aiming his cock for the spot he knew would send you over the edge. You dug your nails into his shoulders as your orgasm hit you, completely blurring over your vision as electricity and fire trailed through your veins; Lou growled a deep moan as he came for the third time. Hot fingers traced up your shape until they reached your face, he caressed your cheeks before pulling you down to press his lips to yours. He never kissed you while you were in the act; he couldn’t defile such a beautiful moment with something so gentle.

“You make me never want to leave this hotel… How about you come with me when I leave…?” Lou’s whispered words played as a joke in your head, but the way he said it didn’t sound like a joke, “What do you say?”

[kpoprunsmylifenow]

Cold Weather

Lou x Reader

Fluff

Summary:  It’s not hard to stay warm when you have a boyfriend who’s a heater and it was taller than you.

(wow I fuckin love him. someone help)

When you came to bring everyone food during one of their breaks, it’d felt nice outside. But now that you were leaving with Hosung to walk you home, it was freezing. You were holding his hand, the thin jacket you had on doing nothing to keep you warm. Hosung didn’t really notice that you were cold until your other hand grabbed his arm to bring him closer.

“Babe you’re freezing.” He started to take off his coat. “Here.” At first you wanted to argue, but he was a heater and you knew he didn’t get cold easily. Huffing you took the long coat, it looked like a cape more than a coat. Hosung laughed a little, before he put his arm over your shoulders to try and share his warmth.

“You look cute.” He said as he kissed your head.

“No I look like a child.” You pouted, looking up at the tall man beside you.

“You’re not wrong.” He laughed as you pushed him away.

When you finally reached your apartment, you tried to give his coat back.

“No, you keep it. I know you’re coming with us to film tomorrow.” He said as he pushed you inside. “And it’s gonna be cold then too.”

“But what about your walk home?” You asked, not wanting him to get sick.

“It’s not even that cold to me honestly.” He shrugged. “I’ll see you in the morning okay.” You pulled him into a quick, or what was supposed to be, kiss and let him leave. Pulling off the coat, you found inside one of the pockets was a note.

Written in English, was a note that he’d been debating on giving to you with his random presents he’d give you. Most of the time it was food, since you frequently forgot to eat when you were studying. Other times it was flowers, your apartment met them every week since he’d have them sent to you. Reading the note you teared up. You’d been having a hard time since you’d moved to Korea to study. Hosung and his members had helped you a lot with your Korean and you couldn’t be more thankful. Deciding to keep the note, you went to your desk to write him one back.

Hosung was going through his pockets of his jacket trying to find his phone when he finally found your note. Smiling while he read it, he forgot about finding his phone. He went straight to where you were, sitting on one of the couches in the living room waiting for him to pick a movie. He kissed you hard.

“I love you.”

[kpoprunsmylifenow]

30. “Help me find my shirt.” “You know, as much as I want to…I don’t want to.” + 28 “Stop being so attractive.” with Lou, please? 😁 (i love your writing btw!)

28. “Stop being so attractive.”

30. “Help me find my shirt.” “You know, as much as I want to...I don’t want to.”

(aw thank you 🖤 I hope you like this 🖤 Especially since you killed me with this because he’s my fuckin ult and bias)

When you woke up, it was to Hosung looking around for something. Yawning you sat up.

“Babe.” You said, rubbing your eyes and catching his attention. “What are you doing?”

“Help me find my shirt.” He said as he continued to look for his shirt.

“Why? You don’t have practice till later.” You said as you laid back down and watched his search the room.

“They changed practice time so that we could do some recording this afternoon.” He started searching by your desk. “So please help me find my shirt.”

Smirking, you knew exactly where his shirt was. And it wasn’t in this room. “You know, as much as I want to...I don’t want to.” You smiled when he shot you a dirty look.

“Love, please. I don’t want to be late.” He said as he kissed your head. “Mainly because I know you know where it’s at.”

“Well stop being so attractive.” You pouted and he laughed. “But I don’t want you to get in trouble.” Sighing, you got out of bed to get some coffee and pointed at his discarded shirt on the back of the couch.

“Thank you.” He sighed as he pulled it on. “I love you.” He kissed you quickly before he was out of the door.

[cosmichoneyedblossoms]

OT7:

“Royal Estate Diamond Club”

Nothing Yet

“Autumn”

“Ropes and Roses”

“Vacation In Dubai”

“Neutral Tones” | “Autumn”

“Pencil Skirts and Peonies”

“Dance Practice” | “Pumpkin Picking”

“Summer”

“Under Cover”

“Horror Movie Night At The Drive-In”

“Dominance and Dahlias”

“Secret Velvet”