[9:47 PM]

[9:47 PM]

thinking about bad boy wonwoo who always comes around no matter how many times you tell him to get lost. who calls you babydoll even though he knows how much you hate it. who is always covered in cuts and bruises, but still manages to look so damn attractive. who you know is bad news despite how unbearably charming he is. who would do anything for you.

it’s not your fault wonwoo looks so hot after he gets into fights. that’s why when he shows up on your doorstep, bloodied and bruised, you can’t leave his injuries unattended despite how annoying he is. so now you’re sitting on the bathroom counter with wonwoo wedged between your legs. his large hands are resting on your bare thighs, and you have to concentrate on cleaning the scrape on his cheek and not on the way his thumbs are gently caressing your skin.

“why do you always get into fights?” you murmur in an attempt to distract yourself from his touch. it doesn’t work.

wonwoo smirks like the large cut on his lips doesn’t hurt. “you worried ‘bout me, babydoll?”

you scowl because that stupid pet name doesn’t sound as grimy to you as it usually does. “yeah, right. i’m just tired of you coming around every time you almost get yourself killed.”

the smirk doesn’t fall from his face. if anything, it gets wider. you’re always trying so hard to resist him, but he knows the restraint you’re displaying is slowly dissipating. he can’t help but gloat at the fact that there’s a worried undertone to your voice. wonwoo purposely leans closer, loving how you start to blink nervously.

you really have no idea what you do to him, and it’s driving him insane.

“i’ll stop fighting, if that’s what you really want.”

his pretty eyes hold so much sincerity that it makes something inside you fill with carnal heat. damn it. he’s so close, and he just looks so fucking hot that you can’t take it anymore. before you realized what you were doing, you smash your lips on to his. wonwoo smirks into the kiss and shoves his tongue inside your mouth.

it’s addicting, the way he suckles and nips at your lower lip. you moan softly, unable to believe you had waited this long to do something with him when you could’ve had him much sooner.

you’re not really sure how you ended up on the couch, but that’s the least of your worries. all you can focus on now is how good you feel.

“that’s it, babydoll.” his voice coos softly.

you can tell he’s exerting a great amount of restraint, trying his hardest to be gentle. it makes the moronic organ in your chest jerk with inexplicable affection. wonwoo is definitely not the gentle type, but in this moment, that doesn’t seem to be true. this entire time he’s been treating you like you were made if delicate glass.

his cock is throbbing inside you, and you know he’s on the verge of breaking. it turns you on to see the resident bad boy — who’s normally so composed and stoic — so close to loosing his cool. you bury your face in his sweaty neck, barely able to stifle the moans of pleasure lodged in your throat.

wonwoo’s hands stay clasped around your waist to guide your hips so you know exactly how to fuck his cock. it makes him smile a bit when you start to move your hips on your own.

“fuck. keep fucking my cock like that, baby.”

you pull away from his neck as you start to gyrate your hips into his. a gush of wetness coats his cock when you see his head thrown black in pleasure. seeing his bliss covered face has your cunt clenching around him, desperate to milk him for every last drop of his cum.

wonwoo sucks on his bottom lip, and in the next moment, his grip on your waist tightens. he starts to thrust up into you until his thick cock is hitting your sweet spot. it makes you cry out, nails digging into his bare shoulders as the feeling of his dick dragging against your walls has you seeing stars.

you start to bite and lick at the tender flesh of his neck as he plunges into you. the lewd sound of his heavy balls smacking against you ass fills the silence. you’re unable to form a coherent sentence, the girth of his cock stretching out your tight pussy has you mewling and whining stupidly.

he fucks into you a few more times until your pussy tightens around him, gushing around him until his dick is covered in your juices.

“fuck, babydoll.” wonwoo groans as his hips stutter. “you’re creaming all over my cock.”

he doesn’t stop fucking you even as he presses gentle kisses on your lips and neck. you’re beginning to feel overstimulated, but it only fuels your arousal. in a moment spurred by his tenderness, you start to bounce on his cock. your gasps turn into loud moans, feeling blinding pleasure as his fat tip slams against the most sensitive spot inside you.

“wonwoo.” you mewl when his large hands start to wander up and down your body. “i need more!”

he hums against your neck and moves one of his hands down to rub gentle circles against your puffy clit. your moan comes out broken when he starts to thrust deeply into your wet cunt. wonwoo smirks when your moans turn into nonsensical babbling.

it makes him thrust deeply into you, loving the squelching sounds coming from your cunt. “ah!”

your moans are stifled when wonwoo smashes his lips against yours. it’s urgent but still full of care. embarrassing as it is, it’s what makes you cream around his aching cock. he groans at the feeling of your tight cunt clenching down on him.

it’s not long before you feel his hot, thick cum shoot inside you and paint your walls white. you’re left panting against his neck, hating how you can’t seem to separate from him. but you just love the feeling of his cum slowly dribbling out of you too much to let go of him.

Summertime sadness (smut, fluff)

word count: 2,4k

warnings: dom!jongho x fem!reader, slight manhandling and degradation, hickeys, riding, let me know if I missed something.

contains mature content, minors dni

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authors note: I wanted to make this one shot completely different but I didn't know how to so maybe there will be a part two;) Don't expect too much because miss girl here can't be consistent.

The sound of the waves crashing against the shore was heard in the back as you waited for your coffee to be done. The sand burned against the underside of your feet and the small top you were wearing was still too hot. Luckily, the sun was almost setting, making it slightly less hot and more bearable to be out in the sun. It was Friday and summer break ends on Monday, which meant real life had to start again. 

‘’Iced latte?’’ The barista called out, making you lift your head up as you walked towards the bar, grabbing the coffee and thanking him. 

You made your way to the other side of the beach since you knew it was less crowded there. All the ‘tourists’ had already returned to their temporary stays, leaving the beach almost empty. 

You sat down on the sand to watch the sunset, but the music playing through your earphones blocked out all the outside sounds, resulting in you not hearing the stranger come up behind you before your shoulder got tapped on, startling you. 

‘’Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you’’ He said when you pulled out your earphones. ‘’You dropped this’’ The stranger held up your cardholder. 

You gasped, realizing you probably dropped it next to the coffee shop and someone could’ve easily stolen it. ‘’Thank you, really’’ You said as he handed it to you. He was handsome, probably a bit older than you. He ran his hand through his light brown hair, his dark brown eyes looking at you intensely. His skin was nicely tanned, and his wrist was adorned with a silver chain bracelet. 

‘’No problem’’ He replied, showing off his cute smile. ‘’I’m Jongho, I haven’t seen you around here yet, are you spending your summer here?’’ You stopped staring, realizing you probably looked like a creep checking him out like that, but you were just drawn to him in a way you never felt before. 

‘’I used to live here, but i moved away because of my university’’ You said. ‘’My name is Y/n’’ 

‘’Your name is beautiful’’ He said, making you smile ‘’But that’s probably why I haven’t seen you yet, I only moved here a few months ago ’’ He said before someone called out for him to come ‘’I have to go, but maybe I’ll see you around’’ He winked, jogging back to who you assumed was his friends. You waved him goodbye, his smile not leaving your mind until you shrugged the thought away.

When you finished your coffee, you immediately went back to your parent’s place. They were currently on a trip to France, leaving you alone at home for two weeks. You spend the rest of summer break with them, but you felt too at home to leave again, so you decided to just stay home on your own. 

Coming here helped you rewind. When you moved to the city, you were sure that you were a big city girl. You loved your small studio apartment, the cold weather, and the way it was never quiet outside. However, coming back to the beach house was needed after spending way too long in the bustling atmosphere of the city your uni is located. It made your head clear before the next semester started again. 

-

The stranger you met yesterday hasn’t left your mind. You haven’t seen him around since yesterday, wondering where he hangs out with his friends since the town isn’t that big. You figured he was maybe too busy preparing for the next semester. 

You had a party tonight, a friend of yours turned 20 and had to celebrate it in the traditional way: a beach party with a bonfire. When you arrived you immediately walked up to the birthday boy, Song Mingi. 

‘’Happy birthday, Mingi’’ You said, giving him a hug as he smiled at you before thanking you. Mingi was your high school best friend, but when both of you got to different uni’s, the contact died down. Summertime always brought the two of you together, so you couldn’t complain much.

‘’Have a drink, I have a friend who wants to meet you’’ He leaned down to your level, the loud music playing in the background making it hard to hear him since he was pretty tall. 

‘’Who?’’

‘’Right there’’ He pointed his hands toward a blonde guy who was already watching the two of you from a distance. Mingi waved him over, but as soon as he moved from his spot your eyes caught on to the person behind him. 

There he was, the stranger who has lived in your head for the past week. Your mouth almost formed an ‘o’ but you got caught off by the blonde guy introducing himself to you. 

‘’I’m San, I’ve seen you around but I didn’t know you were friends with Mingi’’ He said, holding up his hand for you to shake. You averted your eyes from Jongho to San, only now noticing how incredibly handsome San was. Still, you kept glancing at Jongho as you talked with San. 

As if on cue, you and Jongho locked eyes at the same time, and his eyebrows raised in surprise when he remembered who you were. A few glances were shared before he excused himself to the person he was talking to, and when you turned your head again, he was already standing next to you and San. 

‘’San, you’re needed’’ Jongho said, gesturing towards Wooyoung who was not handling the bonfire well. 

‘’It was nice meeting you’’ San said.

‘’It was’’ You smiled at him before he headed off to the troubled Wooyoung. 

‘’We meet again’’ Jongho spoke up, and your heart rate increased by the second because of his intimidating presence. 

‘’I didn’t know you were friends with Mingi’’ You said, not being able to contain your smile since you were just happy to see him again. 

‘’I didn’t know you were’’ He replied, a chuckle leaving his mouth as he showed his gummy smile again. ‘’Want a drink? I know how to make some good cocktails’’ You nodded before he pulled you towards the table which was filled with all kinds of alcohol and sodas. 

‘’How do you like your drinks’’ He leaned over, his raspy voice close to your ear. 

‘’Let’s do tequila shots’’ You said, handing him the bottle of tequila making him laugh. 

He picked up the salt and the bowl with lime sliced as he took your hand in his, bringing it up to your lips. ‘’Lick’’ You did as he said before he sprinkled salt on the wet spot. He handed you the shot as you licked off the salt before bringing the glass to your mouth, throwing the bitter tequila down your throat. 

‘’Open up’’ He said, your legs becoming wobbly at the low tone of his voice. You obliged, opening your mouth as he placed a slice of lime into your mouth and you were sure if he told you to suck right now, you would fold in half. 

‘’Good job’’ He wiped the excess lime off your lips before pouring himself a shot. ‘’Can you hold the lime for me in your mouth’’ He asked, handing the slice to you as you took it from him, putting it between your teeth. 

He did the same with the salt on his hand, before throwing back the shot. His hands came back to your chin lifting it as his mouth crashed against yours, sucking on the lime making you whimper against his mouth. He pulled away, making you shamelessly chase after his lips. 

He looked absolutely unreal like this, the black short-sleeved button-up revealing his toned arms, the sunset behind you illumating his perfect face in a gold shade as he smirked at you. 

‘’Wanna dance?’’ He asked, nodding his head towards the people dancing with each other as ‘Señorita’ played in the background. You nodded, his hand on your lower back as he guided you towards the dance floor. 

‘’I love this song’’ He said, pulling you flush against him as you swayed to the beat with him.

‘’I’ll love it from now on’’ You replied, your hand around the back of his neck as he held eye contact with you the entire time. 

His hand twirled you around, your back now against his chest and more importantly, his crotch against your ass. His arm was wrapped around your shoulder, hand intertwined with his as he held you against him while both of you watched the beautiful sunrise, moving with the beat slowly. 

‘’I love it when you call, Señorita’’ He sang in your ear softly, his honey-like voice making you feel secure. 

The soft moment was soon interrupted by someone stumbling in front of you, making you back up against Jongho, pressing your ass further against him. A groan left his mouth at the contact, making you clench around nothing. You wanted to hear him groan again, you needed it. So you pressed against him a bit more, his hand digging into your hip.

‘’Stop that’’ He grunted in your ear, making you turn your head innocently.

‘’What do you mean?’’ You asked, ‘’This is my favorite part’’ You added, lifting the hand which was still intertwined with his before slowly going down and down, before you turned around, standing back up as your dress twirled, your lips so close to his you could feel his breath against them. 

‘’Let’s get out of here’’ He tugged on your hand, as you walked with him towards Mingi, wishing him a happy birthday one more time before walking away, your hand still in his. 

‘’Where do you live?’’ He asked.

‘’Two blocks away’’ 

‘’Wanna come over to my place, it’s closer’’ He said, making you say yes almost immediately. The desire for him growing at a steady pace.

As soon as you got inside his huge apartment, he immediately pushed you against the door. Mouth latching onto your neck as he took your wrists in one hand, lifting them above your head as you let out a moan. Arousal was already seeping between your legs as he sucked on the exact right spots on your neck. 

‘’Fuck me, Jongho’’ You groaned out when his hand made its way between your closed legs. His lips crashed on yours at the same time, kissing you slowly and sensually. 

He placed two fingers on your panties, feeling the wet patch he created. ‘’So wet already, all for me?’’ He chuckled, sliding your panties aside as he immediately entered two fingers, making you arch your back as you let out a strangled moan. He curled them, pressing against your g-spot as his thumb circled your clit. 

The pleasure felt insane, his fingers slowly moving inside of you as he set up a steady pace. The squelching sounds of your wetness made his boner strain against his shorts. 

‘’Jongho-ah’’ You couldn’t stop yourself from moaning. No one ever made you feel like this, your legs already shaking on the edge of an orgasm as he kept curling his fingers inside of you. He pulled out before you could reach your high, making you release a groan filled with frustration.

‘’Want you to come around me’’ He said, his hand leaving your wrists to unbutton his shirt, opening it all the way to reveal his toned core and chest. 

And it was a sight to see, it almost made you come undone right on the spot. His gaze was on you the entire time, making it even hotter.

You unzipped the side of your dress, taking it off as you pressed your lips against his again, pushing him towards his couch. 

‘’Ride me’’ He said, hands pressing against your ass as you took off his shorts and boxers. He pulled you with him on the couch after. It felt unreal, to be with someone like him on a night like this. He held up a tin foil wrapper, opening it with his teeth as he took out the condom before rolling it around his hard length. 

You lined your core up with his dick, both your hands on his shoulders to keep you steady as you sunk down on him slowly, throwing your head back at the delicious stretch. He held you against him, bucking his hips up deeper into you. 

‘’So good’’ You whimpered, moaning once again when you felt him brush against your sweet spot. 

‘’Ride me, baby, like the good slut you are, hm?’’ He pressed you against him, your hips stuttering before picking up the pace, making you cry out in pleasure. He looked at you with hooded eyes, taking in all the details of this moment in case he’d never get to see this view again. 

When he felt your hips slow down, he grabbed either side of them before slamming into you. You buried your head in his neck, biting down to refrain yourself from screaming out. He thrusted into you, hard. 

There will probably be bruises on your hips from how tight he was holding them, pushing down whenever he thrusted up. 

‘’Hold it’’ He grunted, feeling you clenching around him, close to cumming. 

‘’I can’t’’ You stammered, calling his name over and over. You tried your best to stop yourself, but the pleasure was just too delicious as you came around him. You never felt an orgasm this hard, it made you clench around him violently as he grinded you down on him before spurting his load into the condom. 

‘’Fuck’’ He panted in your ear, your head still against his shoulder as you were both sweaty from both the heat and the workout you just had. 

‘’Come on, I’ll clean you up’’ He kissed your cheek, making your heart flutter.

-

When the morning came, Jongho woke up without you in his arms. You left earlier, your heart not being able to handle being with him any longer since you have to leave tomorrow. You did leave a note on the bedside table though, not wanting to leave without saying anything about the perfect night you just had.

Maybe I’ll see you around when winter break comes ;)

x Y/n 

ps. that was the best sex I’ve ever had, you can have that one.

11:59 P.M. — CHOI SEUNGCHEOL࿐

summary. cheol offers you a striking incentive to help you turn in your assignments due at midnight.

wc. 2.1k

warnings. soft service top!cheol but also soft dom (?), so much praise, cockwarming, cheol w/ a BIG [redacted], dumb!fication, pet names [princess, baby, pretty, good/smart girl], unprotected s2x, creampie (yum), desk s2x <3 both of them are very desperate ><

note. happy belated birth 2 me ^^ to celebrate, i’m posting my first (100% self-indulged) cheol fic (it’s long overdue, i know.) reblogs are greatly appreciated mwah!! ily all sm <3 [ not proofread ]

“cheollie…” you whimper softly, eyes fluttering close. “please…”

seungcheol smiles, lips pressed to your ear. “did you finish, baby?” he asks with a voice barely above a whisper. when you shake your head, muttering out a soft ‘no,’ he simply hums. “how much more do you have?”

“i-i only have 150 more words to write,” you tell him breathily, hands tensing up as you think about how full you are of his cock. “but i can’t focus anymore… i dunno what else to say.”

“oh, maybe i should take you–”

you cut him off with a desperate cry before he can even suggest taking you off his cock. “no! no, don’t– but…maybe i should turn it in as is?”

“you’re doing so well, though, baby. i know you can do it, you’re my smart girl.” he coos. “plus, that wasn’t our agreement.”

right, you think. the stupid agreement. 

seungcheol saw how much you were dreading your school work so, naturally, he offered to let you sit on his cock while you did your assignments. you both agreed– him more than you– that as soon as you turned in all of your work, he’d then treat you just the way you needed. 

but now the only thing you can think about it is his stupidly big cock and his buff arms wrapped around you and the stream of arousal that pools at the base of his length. it’s almost overwhelming how he’s filled your senses. 

“i know, cheol, but i’m tired– i wanna fuck.” you whine and he chuckles at the vulgar words. 

“i’ll only fuck you if you finish your work, princess, you know that.” he reprimands. “c’mon, it’s 11:23, start typing.”

you groan, hands falling to your keyboard. you do your best to come up with 150 more comprehensible words and, for the most part, you’re doing well. you easily write two sentences of 53 words, but when cheol accidentally shifts under you, your hands freeze and you let out a soft whimper. 

when you clamp tightly around him, the softest sigh slips his lips. “‘m sorry, baby, keep going.” he says, trying to control himself. 

“you’re teasing me on purpose, cheol,” you whine, eyes fluttering close when you feel his cock twitch inside

“‘m not, promise.” he whispers, hot breath fanning against your neck. “just feel s’good, can’t wait to fuck you.” 

you gasp, brain going haywire at the words. a soft moan slips your lips and a lightbulb goes off in cheol’s head. 

he knows exactly how to get you to finish your work. 

he smiles cheekily, “you want that, right, princess? you want me to fuck this pretty lil cunt full, yeah?” his voice is low as his lips trail up to the shell of your ear. 

you huff. “fuck… yes– i want that.” 

“i know, baby,” he murmurs against your ears. “just 97 more words ‘n i’ll let you turn off that big brain of yours and fuck you stupid– you can do that for me, can’t you?”

you shudder, nodding your head incessantly. you take a deep breath and let your eyes refocus on the screen at your desk. seungcheol proudly hums, chin resting on your shoulder as he watches you type. 

it’s obvious you have no idea what you’re talking about. your trigger fingers clack against the keyboard as if your life depends on it, but your sentences are nearly incoherent. you forget your commas and apostrophes and proper capitalization, but he can’t find it in him to correct you. he knows how badly you need this and he also needs it just as bad.

when you type your last period and press submit without proofreading the work, you let out a cry of relief. it definitely wasn’t your best work– probably your fucking worst– but you’re nearing the end of the semester and you could truly care less about what your professor thinks of you. you let out a sigh, instantly grinding down and clamping around seungcheol’s cock as soon as you see the ‘submitted’ sign on your computer. 

“so good,” he moans, hands guiding your hips. “my smart girl, you did so well, fuck.”

“oh my, god.” you whine desperately. “cheollie, y-you’ll fuck me right?”

“god, yes.”

unbeknownst to you, too caught up in your own desperation, seungcheol was needy. probably just as needy as you. you wrapped around him so nicely– you always fucking do– and it has been driving him up a wall for the past hour. he wanted, so badly, to buck his hips up to fuck into you, but he had to control himself. he had to let you finish your work before you could finish in the way you deserved. 

but now, you’re done and he plans on ravishing you till the only thing can say is his name. 

his hands grip your waist tight, halting your movements and ripping a loud whine from your throat. 

“up.” he demands softly, pulling you off his cock. 

you pant, “but cheol–”

“promise i’ll give you what you want, baby— told you i would—  but not like this, yeah? let me take care of you.”

you nod dumbly, lifting up and whining in the process at the emptiness. seungcheol grunts, already missing the tightness of your pussy, but he quickly moves to spear you back on to him. he stands to his feet and pushes the chair back before roughly spinning you around and pressing his lips to yours. you melt in his calloused hands, your own flattening against his hard chest. 

your mouth cracks open on a moan and cheol takes it as an opportunity to shove his tongue inside. your knees give out at the feeling of him invading your mouth and your fingers grab at the loose grey shirt on his body to keep from falling over. you fist tighter and tighter as the seconds pass, arousal leaking from your bare cunt. 

he presses you against the desk, blindly sliding your laptop out of the way. when he groans into your mouth, you hoist yourself on to it with his assistance, sitting on the edge and spreading your legs for him to stand between. 

panting, seungcheol parts from the kiss, “hold on to me, baby.” he says, words rushed and a bit whiny.

you eagerly nod, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning back so he can easily press into you. his breathing is shaky as he aligns his cock with your hungry, drooling hole and when he slowly pushes in, he lets a loud moan out– one louder than the whimper that escapes your lips– while huffing out a curse. 

your head falls back and your eyes roll when you feel his cock fill you up again. even though he was inside you a mere three minutes ago, his girth is still so much to take. so much in a good way, of course. the burning stretch is one you miserably crave throughout the day. 

“still so tight, fuck,” he sighs, basking you in. you look so fucking beautiful in his loose t-shirt alone and, even with the tiny dark circles under your eyes and your hair slightly disheveled, he still thinks you’re the prettiest thing in the world. his pretty fucking girl. 

a choked sob dies in the back of your throat as he bottoms out. “ch-cheol.” you manage to get out, a pained expression falling over your face.

he shushes you softly, “just breathe, baby, you’re takin’ me so well, but you need to breathe.” he urges, words strained as he’s fighting the impulse to moan again. it’s nearly impossible, though, with how fucking amazing you feel. 

you nod profusely and take a shuddered inhale followed by an even shakier exhale allowing your body to adjust to his intense size. when the pain finally subsides and you can nearly taste the pleasure on your tongue, you softly moan out his name. 

he asks if you’re good and that raspy, deep voice fills your ears, sending shockwaves to your messy cunt. you clench again but ultimately tell him, “‘m okay– s’okay. y-you can keep going.”

he grunts at this, pulling his cock out– eliciting a whine from you– before gently pushing back in. he gives you a few experimental thrusts, listening to the way you moan for him prior to setting a steady speed. 

“how’s this, princess?” he pants, large hands still roughly grabbing at your waist. “too fast?”

you shake your head, looking at him with teary, doe eyes. “faster? please?” 

he moans, nodding his head. “tell me if it’s too much, okay? know you’re tired ‘n i just want you to feel good.” he reminds you sweetly, voice cracking as the tempo of his thrusts increase. 

even if it was too much, you wouldn’t tell him. you love his cock– love the way he makes you feel– and you would spend days fucking him if you could. you nod anyway, though, giving him peace of mind. 

the desk under you wobbles a bit with the rapid speed at which he fucks you, but it’s very obvious that the unsturdy object is the least of both of your worries. your mouth is hung open, moans and soft cries drooling out while cheol watches completely enamored of you. 

it’s right when he gives you a sharp thrust, hitting the spongy spot in your pussy, that he sees your brain shut off. he sees the way your eyes glass over and hears how your pleads and cries have slurred. he’s already fucked you stupid. 

“that’s it, pretty baby, don’t need to think anymore. so pretty ‘n smart. so fuckin’ perfect. just for me.” he moans breathily, grip on your body somehow tightening. he’ll have to remember to apologize and dote on you a little more when you wake up with bruises in the morning. “oh, shit— you’re doin’ so well, baby. always so good f’me.” 

his cock stirs you up and it’s hard to stop your orgasm from brewing in the pit of your tummy. “cheol!” you gasp, tightly wrapping your legs around him. you pull him closer to you and he feels like he might let go too soon if you don’t ease up on him.

“‘m here, right here. all yours, baby.” he promises. “gonna let go for me? make a pretty lil mess all over me, huh?”

you nod, tears of pleasure soaking your lash line and getting ready to spill down your face. “uh-huh! ‘m so close.”

you just need a little bit more and you’ll surely soak him in your cum. luckily, seungcheol knows exactly what you need. 

“rub your clit,” he tells you, a loud grunt following his words at the thought. “rub your clit and cum all over my cock, princess.”

a broken moan slips out and you nod weakly. one of your arms leaves his neck and snakes in between your bodies. your nimble fingers find the puffy, untouched bud, rubbing uncoordinated circles into it.

seungcheol finds the sight so alluring and when you clamp around him, his eyes nearly roll. he can’t stop the way his hips pick up in speed as his own brain turns to mush. your jaw goes slack and your eyes squeeze shut at the onslaught of pleasure. you don’t even get the chance to warn him when he gives you another sharp thrust and the tight coil in your tummy suddenly unravels. 

your cries die on the tip of your tongue as you release with an inaudible squeal, body jerking under his. tears begin to fall, painting your heated cheeks as you’re overwhelmed by the immense gratification. 

“that’s a good girl,” he groans, feeling how you trap him in between your tight, gummy walls. “fuck, fuck, fuck– you feel so good.” he tells you, eyebrows knit together as he wears the sexiest face of pleasure. 

you sob as he fucks you through your orgasm, body slumping in exhaustion. “cheollie,” you mewl, still trembling on top of the desk. 

“i know, baby, ‘m gonna cum… w-where–”

you cut him off, “inside.”

he grunts a curse, “shit– gonna fill you up, gonna give it to you, princess,” he babbles, thrust growing sloppy. “take it all for me.”

it happens before you can reply. his hips flush against yours, cock stilling before he empties his load into your cunt. he whines softly, mumbling out more words of praise. 

he stays nestled inside of your cunt, holding your body up with his hands while he peppers kisses all over your face. 

“did that feel good?” he whispers, unable to trust his wavering voice. 

“so so good,” you sigh. “thank you, cheollie.”

he smiles, humming, “you deserved it, princess.”

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Repetition - Choi San

part two to rewind

word count: 3k

warnings: soft dom!San, sub!reader, messy friends with benefits, unprotected sex (don't please), oral (m. receiving), orgasm denial? praising (lots of it)

ateez masterlist buy me a coffee?

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You waited in the cafe down the street, your fingers tapping on the dark brown wooden table subconsciously as you were listening to the bustling atmosphere. The coffee shop was just next to campus, making it a hotspot for students that were on the edge of their seats, studying for the midterms which were currently pressuring you just as much. 

You, in contrast, were waiting for your best friend to show up. Already having ordered his iced americano, with a brownie on the side, you noticed the familiar grey coat through the window, before the man entered the cafe. He spotted you, waved, before walking to your table. He was dressed in light-washed jeans, a white t-shirt, and the grey coat he likes the most. The grey coat you chose for him went you went shopping together. 

You smiled at him, closing your laptop as he sat down. “Hey” He said, giving you a high five. 

“How was the exam?” You asked, pushing your laptop into your bag before leaning your head on your hands, giving him full attention. 

“Awful, think I failed this one” He pouted, smiling after he took a sip of his coffee. “This coffee is good, how come we’ve never been here before?”

You and San usually go to another spot to drink coffee together. You live with him, but with both of your busy schedules you don’t actually see him that much, so you both agreed to do something together. He called it ‘quality time with my favourite person’ and you wondered if he really meant the words. 

San was a person that didn’t enjoy change too much, in contrast to his late-night rendezvous which did change every time. You’ve known him for a long time, but he still remains a mystery to you. A person that says A then follows his words with an action that screams B. You don’t mind though, you like figuring it all out. Figuring all of him out.

And in contrast to the man sitting in front of you, you loved change. 

“Just saw this place yesterday, I believe it opened last week” 

He hummed. “How’s the assignment?” 

“A mess, I could’ve just handed in something blank” You sighed, falling back against your chair.

“We’re both doomed then” He chuckled, making you smile at the dimples showing on his cheeks. 

You two actually hadn’t talked about what happened after that day, not knowing how to initiate another action, probably too scared to give in to the tension. You sometimes go back to that night in your head, imagining the feeling of his fingers on your skin and his lips on yours, wishing he was with you when you couldn’t get yourself to feel that amount of pleasure again. 

You did notice that San hadn’t brought another girl to your apartment, either he stopped bringing them, or you just didn’t notice when he did.

“Y/n?” You were pulled out of your thoughts. 

“Hm?” 

“I asked if you want to head back to the apartment to study in there, I didn’t bring my laptop.” He said, emptying the cup after you nodded, feeling your cheeks burn at your thoughts. 

-

Back at the apartment, you made yourself tea first. 

It has been raining for the past week, and the apartment was toned dark and cozy now. San bought scented candles, and he lit them up immediately after you got back.  He loved scents, which was evident in the kinds of colognes he owned, each with its own vibe. Each matches an aspect of his personality. 

With the tea ready, you placed one glass on the coffee table for San, him thanking you before you sat down on the couch, burying yourself in blankets as he sat on the floor in front of you, typing away one of his own assignments.

You were too exhausted to study, so you spend your time watching a drama on your phone. With the number of blankets on, you still felt your body freezing, so you got up, heading towards the bathroom to take a hot shower. 

‘’Where are you going?’’ He said, already missing your presence close to him. 

‘’Shower’’ You said, closing the bathroom door behind you after you got some clothes out of your room. 

You sighed when the warm water hit your tense muscles, turning the knob a bit hotter, making steam cloud the bathroom.  It was the best feeling, a hot shower after a long cold day. 

After a good thirty minutes in the shower — which you desperately needed, in your defense— you stepped out of the shower. The bathroom mirror was fogged as a result, and you brushed your teeth after blow-drying your hair (and the mirror, too). 

With a fresh pair of clothes, you walked out of the bathroom, straight into your own room as you were ready to wind down for tonight. You and San had picked up dinner earlier on the way to the apartment, and with the clock hitting 8 p.m you started finishing up some assignments in your bed.

A few hours later, you felt yourself grow hungry though. So you peeled off the blanket, making your way to the kitchen. San wasn’t in the living room, probably asleep as he needed it for the exams tomorrow. 

You made yourself cereal, eating it while leaning on the counter as you scrolled on your phone, before hearing San’s door open. You looked at him, hair messy and pajama pants on. 

‘’We meet again’’ You chuckle at his comment, taking another bite of your cereal. You tried to hide how your mind flashed back to that one night, and what happened in particular. 

‘’Hungry too?’’ You asked, turning your body around to face him as he grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. 

‘’Just thirsty’’ He said, eyes lingering on you a bit too long for you not to notice and you saw them drop to your lips for a few seconds before he put on a smile and started walking away. 

You hummed in response, going back to your finishing your food when you heard him enter his room again. 

Back in your room, you couldn’t help but think about him again. He looked extra good tonight, and you felt yourself grow needy for his touch. 

And as if he felt your pull, you hear a knock on your door. ‘’San?’’ You asked, surprised at him entering.

‘’Can I join you?’’ He asked, making your eyes widen as you struggled to speak. You kept quiet for a bit, feeling as if minutes were going by before you uttered out the words. 

‘’Yeah, sure’’ 

He smiled at you, getting in bed as he took your form in his arm. He was warm, you wondered if he ever felt cold with his body temperature. 

You were a bit shocked, wondering where the change of feelings came from. ‘’You okay?’’ 

‘’Yeah, just needed this’’ He placed a kiss on your neck, lingering his lips on the spot a bit longer. Your breath hitched, feeling your body on fire as his hands were on your skin. You sighed, pulling him closer. You pulled the blanket over him so he was covered too, as his lips were pressed against your neck.

‘’Have you been…thinking about it?’’ Your voice was barely above a whisper, as you felt him smile in your neck. 

‘’About what?’’ He teased.

‘’You know, the other night’’ 

There was no way he didn’t, with the way he lingered around you the past days, almost not leaving your side whenever you were together with him. 

‘’I think about it more than friends should’’ He replies, towering over you as he held your chin in his palm. ‘’Late at night, when I figure you’re already asleep, or even in class when I get a text from you’’ 

His lips ghosted over yours, brushing against them but keeping enough distance so you weren’t able to kiss him. His other hand was around your waist, slowly bringing your bodies closer to each other. You could feel him growing against you, making you sigh as your eyes fluttered close. 

‘’What do you think about’’ You asked, breathing heavily. 

‘’The way your skin feels against mine’’ He started, his fingers brushing down to your lower back. ‘’The way you clench around me when you’re about to come, and what it’ll be like when I can have you shake under my touch again’’ 

‘’Do you think about it, baby? Does it get you off?’’ He added, a teasing smile on his face. 

You shook your head no. ‘’Only you can get me off’’ You said, looking in his eyes to see them darken. 

‘’Yeah? Only me?’’ He whispered against your lips, ‘’You’re mine, then, right?’’ He placed a peck on your lips, and you almost moaned because of his words. 

‘’Say it, baby’’

‘’Yes, all yours’’ You whined, not able to lean in more because of his fingers holding your chin back. ‘’Please kiss me, San-’’ 

He pressed his lips against yours, hard. The grip on your waist kept you steady as he devoured your lips as if there was no next time. You were only wearing a t-shirt and panties, so it was easy for him to open up your legs, settling between them as he slowly started grinding into you

His hand went between your legs in no time, opening them up and humming in delight when he felt how wet you were. Without a warning, he pulled down your panties, taking them off you easily. 

His finger gathered the wetness before moving to your clit, stimulating there as you moaned into his mouth, struggling to focus on kissing him as you was making you feel so good already. The pent-up sexual frustration finally seemed to settle down, making it feel so so good. 

You pulled down his sweats and underwear before your hand wrapped around his erection, jerking him off lazily as he breathed out a sigh against your mouth. You noticed how much your touch affected him, wanting to hear more of it as you slowly pushed him backward, noticing his surprised face at your sudden moves. 

‘’What are you doing?’’ He asked.

‘’Want to taste you’’ 

You got down on your knees, making him shift in position so he was sitting on the edge of the bed. Holding his thighs, before tracing your hand over the tattoo right above his knee your head went up to his tip, teasing slowly with kitten licks as he threw his head back. 

One of his hands went to the back of your head, the other one behind him on the bed as he moaned out at the contact.

 He was painfully hard, just looking at you on your knees for him, ready to take him as your mouth wrapped around his length.

‘’Good girl, fuck, just like that’’ He praised as you started bobbing your head up and down, taking him as far as you could without gagging. He was big, so it was hard not to. 

You twirled your tongue around the tip, igniting a low groan from him that went straight to your core, before wrapping your hand around the part your mouth couldn’t get to.

He held your head steady as he slowly bucked into your mouth, mumbling a quick apology. 

You looked up at him, and he swore he almost came on the spot when you swallowed around him while making eye contact. 

‘’Fuck, don’t do that or I’ll come’’ He grunted, trying to keep composure as you tried your best to take more little by little.

‘’Come in my mouth, need to taste you’’ You said before focusing on his tip with your mouth as your hand did its work on the rest of his length. He looked so good, all fucked out because of your mouth, his wet hair falling on his head after he ran a hand through it. 

You took him once again, tip hitting the back of your throat as you slightly gagged around him, making you moan out as he felt the vibrations. ‘’Y/n, ah, gonna come’’ 

‘’You sure I can come in your mouth?’’ The need for consent made your heart warm as you hummed around him, spurring him on even more before his breathing intensified, whimpers leaving his mouth as he shot his load down your throat, moaning in bliss. 

You swallowed all of it, making him lean down as he placed a lustful kiss on your mouth. 

‘’You did so well, hm?’’ He praised, before helping you get up. 

You kissed him again, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as you sat on his lap. He hummed in delight, before swiftly shifting you two, sitting back with his back against the headboard as his hand fell on your ass, pulling it back as his tip teased your entrance. 

‘’You want me now, huh?’’ He said, making you whine out a yes as you pushed your hips forward. ‘’Yeah? My good little girl wants a reward?’’ He massaged your ass, grinding your folds against his length as you were even able to get off like this. 

You didn’t expect him to enter you so quickly though, feeling all of him inside you as he stretched you out. ‘’Answer me’’

‘’Yes, Sannie, please’’ You moaned, grinding against him as you felt him slowly move inside you, making your head fall back at the overwhelming pleasure. 

He pushed you deeper into him, holding your waist steady as he started thrusting up from beneath you. He was insane, it made you crazy. His hand went up to your cheek, thumb placed against your lip before pushing it inside your mouth, making you moan as you looked into his eyes, taken over by pleasure. 

He kept the pace, speeding up a bit when your moans got louder, igniting you got closer to the edge. He pulled the thumb out of your mouth, making you drop your head on his shoulder when he used it to rub slow circles on your clit. 

He ground into you slower, the pace making you feel him everywhere. He kissed you, pushing in his tongue, silencing your moans as you could feel your high approaching. 

‘’Hold it’’ He ordered, making you bite your lip as you struggled to. 

‘’I can’t’’ You whimpered, not able to stop the pleasure, and you felt the high dangerously approaching, trying to focus on holding it back but failing miserably. 

He stopped moving, feeling you clench more and more as it let him know you were almost too close, leaving you whining as he pulled out of you before turning you around, placing you on the bed and placing your lips on his. He kissed you intensely, before slipping inside again and continuing the circles on your clit. 

‘’Ah- San, please let me-‘’ You weren’t able to finish the sentence, too consumed by the pleasure. 

‘’Come’’ He simply said, snapping his hips into you faster as you let out a string of moans of his name. The pace was brutal, but delicious as it was exactly what you needed right now, to let him fuck the stress out of you. 

You let the pleasure take over, finally able to release as he stilled inside of you, grinding you through your orgasm as he kissed your throat. With a few more snaps of his hips, combined with the clenching you did around him and the beautiful moans of yours filling his ears, he came deep inside of you, painting your walls white with his come. 

Your breaths were heavy, coming back from the extreme high you just had. San pulled you closer, placing a kiss on your lips as he smiled against them. Your heart swelled at his soft touch, stroking your sides in an attempt to soothe your sore skin.

‘’You did so good’’ He said, placing another kiss on your cheek, making you blush as you hid your face in his neck. Skin-to-skin like this felt like you were lovers, two people who shared this kind of intimacy to another level. 

He pulled out of you a few minutes later, making you wince. He left the room, and your eyes were fighting to stay open. When he came back, you had failed, flinching at the feeling of a wet towel between your thighs. 

‘’Just cleaning you up’’ He said, before walking back to throw the towel in the laundry. 

‘’Wanna sleep in my bed? We should change these sheets tomorrow’’ He chuckled, making you nod with a smile on your face as he pulled you up in his arms, carrying you to his room before handing you one of his shirts to wear, just like you always did. 

He crawled in beside you after he put on fresh boxers, before pulling you close to his warm body. 

And you hated it, but you could feel yourself leaning into him more and more, every day you spent with him. He was your best friend and someone who knew you best, so you just hoped that this whole situationship wouldn’t affect your feelings towards him enough that it would eventually hurt you or him. 

But maybe it was already too late for that. 

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Blinding Pavlov.

Seonghwa accidentally comparing you to his abusive ex for being too clingy

Genre:angst to fluff, comfort, gn!reader

Request: cold bf seongwa x clingy gf reader! […] one day he got irritated so he lashed out comparing his ex to her and the reader cries and distances herself […] angst to fluff pls thank you <3 (you can find the whole prompt here)

Word count: 6 840 (holy shit, how??)

Warnings:verbal fights, mentions of emotionally manipulative exes, crying (both sides)

A/N: Okay, I admit, I had to alter the prompt a little bit. I don’t really see Seonghwa as someone who would lash out at his partner, so I had to give him some stronger reason for it which then turned it into mainly you consoling him, lol. I also made the reader and Seonghwa’s ex gender-neutral to be more inclusive. Hope that’s alright and that you enjoy! <3

A/N 2: Also, I wrote a similar two-part reaction for Ateez before about the two of you arguing, so if you want to check that out as well, you can find it here. 

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Through Your Eyes

Word Count- 4400+ (I got carried away, as always)

Summary- After a horrible breakup, your best friend presents you with the perfect way to reclaim some control in your life.

Pairing- BFF!Wooyoung x Curvy!f!reader

Trope-Best friends to lovers, SMUT

Warnings-Vulgarity, oral sex, nudity, failed attempt at BDSM play, use of paddle, mentions of abuse, unprotected sex (very bad, wrap it up), definitely smut filthy smut Minors DNI, 18+++ Mentions of anxiety, body image issues, mental health.

This was my first attempt at writing something like this (non vanilla-esque) so I hope you'll forgive the awkwardness of it. I started it as trying my hand at first time play for the two, but it turned into it's own beast.

Forgive, be nice!

Reblog if you like and comments/feedback always appreciated! Thank you for reading!

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You were tired.

So tired of the calls; the insane, ranting voice mails.

The late night pounding at the door, screaming your name.

The name calling and degradation.

You'd changed the locks, blocked his number.

Of course some of your mutual friends were buying the lies he spewed to them, but you were honestly too tired to redeem yourself to them with the truth.

You were so tired of being a doormat.

And tonight, you'd shed your good girl skin and given in to something darker within yourself.

"Y/N!" Wooyoung cries out, tears squeezing out from his closed eyes.

"What did you call me?" You ask softly, slowly walking around his prone form, draped over an ottoman in the middle of your bedroom. He winces at the slap of the paddle against your palm.

"M-m-m-mistresssss....." he draws out, whining and panting. You admire his sculpted lean body, the red marks on his ass making you feel powerful.

"Yes, darling?" You ask, smirking. The way he wiggled in anticipation had you kneeling down in front of his face. He opens his eyes, the lust in them clearing, before intensifying again at your face. He bites his lip and lets out a whine.

"Touch...want to touch...." his eyes flick up to yours again, then back down to your curvy body, covered in only a corset, some thigh highs and a piece of lace you could barely call panties. Your breasts are on full display and he licks his lips, his eyes pleading.

Your best friend had brought this outfit to you tonight, along with the paddle, shocking you. He'd promised that he had a way to make you feel more in control. To move past what that asshole put you through.

To reclaim yourself.

It was working. You'd been nervous at first but then you'd started to enjoy it. He was right, this felt so intoxicating. You didn't know how long you could keep it up but damn, you were relishing it while you could. You also never thought you'd be doing this with your best friend, whom you'd never touched before.

He was magnificent like this and he was doing this FOR YOU.

His wet tears, his beautiful body, the way he wouldn't even move if you told him not to.

The pleading and begging.

You felt so powerful.

Grabbing him by his hair, you tip his head back so he has to look into your eyes. "What do you want to touch? Hmm?" At his blown out expression, you lean in and kiss him harshly. Looking at the red lipstick smear, you run your thumb across his lips, smudging it more.

"No hands. Keep them bound." You say, petting his hair. You can't help but feel the shiver of pleasure, watching him look up at you as you stand back up.

Lipstick smeared on his mouth.

Eyes pleading with you.

Circling behind him again, you eye his bare ass. You'd stripped him down before you began, not wanting any clothing to hinder your fun.

You take your finger and run the tip of it from the middle of his back, lightly, slowly trailing it down his spine. You hear the hitch of breath as you do, causing him to whimper softly. Before your finger gets down to his lower back, you bring the paddle up and swat him once, then again on his left cheek. The yelps that escape his lips leave you smiling.

Slowly kneeling next to him on the right side, you continue running your finger down to the bottom of his spine. Feeling bold, you lean forward and nip at his hip, drawing out a gasp, then as you kiss the spot, a moan of pleasure. Grinning at the red lip mark you've left, you let your hand drop to his inner thigh, slowly bringing it up, drawing it out so he is almost quaking by the time you cup his balls gently.

"Y/n...." he moans out and you smack him lightly with the paddle once again, cutting off his moan with a gasp. "I-I mean...mistress...please...." he gets out, almost whispering. His hips are moving, causing you to swat him yet again.

"Did I say you could move, darling?" you ask softly, rolling your fingers gently, kneading his balls. As he goes still, you coo at him again then wrap your fingers around the base of his cock, a grin lighting up your face as his body stiffens. You watch his toes curl as he holds back another moan and his legs shake.

"Pleeeease" he wails, and you smile, planting another nip on his hip just to feel him twitch in your hand. "Oh god pleeeeaaassse...." he's whimpering and you slide your hand up his cock, letting your thumb roll around the tip, collecting his precum to rub in circles.

"Oh Woo, my darling." You coo more at him, bringing the paddle up to give him one last, hard smack. His hips jerk forward, forcing his cock to rub against your hand as you keep him in a firm grip. "Oh god, I can't....I can't...." He's panting and moaning and you place the paddle down.

"Mmmm, darling, come here, let me see your pretty tears." You let him go and stand up. He immediately rolls off the cushion, on his knees before you.

His hands are bound in front of him with a silk scarf.

The eyeliner he'd worn was streaked down his face in black.

The red lipstick smeared across his lips.

You'd been getting turned on throughout the whole ordeal, but looking at Wooyoung like this, on his knees, begging you, his face completely trashed and eyes dilated from everything you'd done?

You instinctively clench your thighs together, feeling the wetness that had been pooling soak the tiny panties. Wooyoung notices the motion and a flash in his eyes has you on guard.

He bites his lip and then pouts up at you, a devious look on his face. "Mistress...." he sighs out and blinks slowly at you. He eyes your body, his gaze lingering on your thighs, then he smirks. "I'm so fucking hard for you....I don't know if I can keep my hands off of you." He says, a dark look coming into his eyes.

Gulping, you bite your own lip and slide your body onto the now empty ottoman. Crossing your legs, you crook your finger at him and he immediately wiggles his way over to you.

"If I untie you, will you be a good boy?" You ask him, running your fingers through his hair. Nodding dramatically, he smirks at you and turns his face into your hand, planting a kiss there.

"No." he says.

You feel your heart pick up and then you reach down to wrap your hand around his cock again, giving it one long, slow stroke. His mouth drops open on a moan and you lean in to his ear.

"Good." You whisper and you untie the scarf.

Immediately, he lets out a primal growl and he's sliding his hands under your thighs, prying your crossed legs apart from underneath. As he does, he pulls you forward into him, making you let go in the process. You fall backwards and then he is crawling up you.

"Woo!" You gasp out and he is throwing one of your legs over his shoulder. Running the palm of his hand from your ass up the backside of that thigh, he nips the side of your knee before looking down at you. The pleading, begging pathetic man who was on his knees is now a grinning demon, eyeing your entire body like he is going to devour you.

"You did so good, baby girl. Did you like it?" He asks as his other hand cups your core, just letting you feel the warmth of his skin. The hand on your thigh slides up and grasps you behind your knee and then he's pushing your leg back and to the side, opening you up to him.

You're panting, just trying to breathe at the sudden change in dynamic and his demeanor. "Oooo, you DID like it." he remarks, raising an eyebrow as his fingers splay out, panties pushed to the side, his middle finger delving into your wet folds. You moan out a "yes!" as your head goes back and he groans out a "fuck-fuck you're so hot" while he lowers his body onto yours, keeping his hand between you. He presses his face in between your breasts, mumbling and murmuring nonsense into your soft skin as you bring your hands up into his hair.

Tugging gently, you make him raise his head and his expression has you clenching, your legs automatically trying to close. Your whole body was on fire and he bites his lip at your reaction, as his finger slips into your tight wetness. His body is holding your legs open, his hips tilted to the side at an angle so he can look down and watch his fingers work.

And he's looking, keeping his lip in his teeth, his chest heaving as his gaze goes from your pleading eyes, your open mouth, your tight nipples, all the way down to your legs wide open, his deft fingers roaming around your pussy.

"Good girl, so wet for me." He whispers, bringing up his thumb and finger to lightly pinch your clit, then rub it gently. You arch your back on a moan, almost kicking your legs but he's got you held down well.

"Such a pretty little cunt, so nice and tight." he sighs out, sliding two fingers into you now, stretching you a bit. "Fuck! Woo, please!" You squeak out, barely able to suppress a scream from the sensation.

"Mmmm, it's your turn to beg now, isn't it?" he purrs at you, curling his fingers to tease you. As your hips buck upwards he smiles. "There it is, moan for me baby." Your eyes roll back briefly and then you do your best to catch your breath, pushing yourself up on your elbows to look down at what he's doing. As you do, he smirks and slides down off of you, onto his knees.

He presses both of the palms of his hands against your inner thighs, forcing your legs wide. You suddenly feel extremely exposed and cry out, using one arm to come down over your breasts, your legs once again fighting against him to close.

"What's wrong, baby?" He asks, suddenly worried. He lets go of your legs and wraps his arms around you, pulling you into a hug. His hand goes into your hair and he's holding you gently. You bury your face into his neck and shiver. "Too much." you whimper, feeling your cheeks heating up.

"Oh baby, I'm sorry. It's ok, I can stop!" He's pressing kisses to your temple, your cheeks. "No!" You yell, then bury your face in his neck again, feeling silly.

"No? Talk to me, Y/n. It's ok, don't be embarrassed." He says, pulling back and cupping your face. His eyes soften and look sad at your pout. You murmur something and his brows furrow. "Hey. Look at me." He says, cupping your cheeks and using his thumbs to smooth your frown. "You're beautiful to me. You're adorable, gorgeous, sexy, amazing, breathtaking. If this is too much, we can slow down." You shake your head at him, knowing how much you want it but still feeling a bit shy.

Which confused you.

Minutes ago, you were parading around almost naked. But now here you were, feeling timid with him looking at you.

"Do you want me to show you how much you turn me on?" He asks, looking deeply into your eyes. Biting your lip, you look away then back at him, nodding.

The hand in the back of your hair, gently tugs, tilting your head slightly and he brings his mouth to yours. It starts out softly, the kiss reserved but persistent. Then his mouth is opening to yours, his tongue running over your lip, then darting into your mouth. As you gasp, he deepens the kiss, taking your hand to press against his hard length.

"For you." he moans into your mouth as you rub your palm against him. He lets go of your hand, bringing it around to slide under your ass, lifting you a bit and pulling you into him more. As your fingers curl around him, he growls a bit and bites your lip gently. At this your head falls back a bit and his mouth trails down your chin, to your neck, kissing and sucking your skin.

You start stroking him slowly, bringing a whimper from him. His mouth goes over to your ear and he lets out a moan as you rub your thumb against the spot under the head. "Babe....god...since we started I haven't stopped aching for you.....I haven't NOT been throbbing and stiff for you." he's whispering in between smalls moans and whimpers.

He sucks your earlobe into his mouth and gently tugs with his teeth as his hand slips between the two of you again, his fingers quickly soaked with your juices.

"Fuck...babe....." he groans and you feel his hips moving while you're stroking him. "Just feeling how wet you are for me has me ready to explode. I could cum all over you just from touching your soft, beautiful body. Your hot, drenched pussy."

"Oh god, Woo..." you moan, completely drunk on his words, his voice, his touch, his kisses. "That's it, baby, shhh...lean back and let me..." he trails off, gently easing you back so you're back on your elbows.

"Watch me." he says softly, sinking down to his knees between your legs. His eyes never leave yours as he presses his lips to the inside of your knee, his hand grasping the back of your knee to lift it up. His mouth leaves a trail of kisses and occasionally a small bite, then he latches on to leave a mark, sucking gently. Slowly, he licks, kisses and bites his way to right outside of your core, where you are glistening wet. He bites his lip at you before he takes his tongue and slowly draws it over your clit, one slow lick then he sucks on it briefly, drawing out a loud cry from you as your hips buck.

All this time, he never once takes his eyes off of you. He smiles and then he starts on the other knee, taking his time to repeat every step, every kiss, every lick and bite. Marking you, tasting you, making you quiver in anticipation of where he will end up again.

By the time his tongue is sliding up your slick folds again and he's sucking on your bud, you are crying out his name over and over. Your legs are shaking, quivering and staring down into his eyes as he slides a finger into you, and he lets out a puff of breath on your sensitive clit before rolling his tongue around and curling his fingers inwards, rubbing that soft spongey spot inside of you.

Suddenly you are screaming, your hands grasping his hair as you see stars, your stomach tightening, your walls clamping down around his fingers, soaking his chin as you orgasm harder than you ever have before.

"Oh my god, oh my god..." chanting, unable to articulate anything else for the moment. Wooyoung's eyes are completely glazed with lust, as he continues to suck and lap at you after you finally start to come back to reality. "Woo! Oh god please!" You cry out as he buries his face into your core, lapping up everything, using his nose to tease you as he does. Your legs are shaking so much and your body convulses. "Woooooo...." you whine, pulling at him, finally unable to take any more.

Finally he rests his head against the inside of your thigh, breathing heavily. "Fuck, Y/n." Sighing heavily, he plants a kiss on your leg. "I almost fucking came from that."

You clench again just hearing him say that. Sitting up, you grab his hand and rub your face against the palm of his hand. Pushing off the cushioned ottoman, you slide down into Wooyoung's lap, straddling him. He groans as you press your lush breasts against his bare chest, your sensitive nipples brushing against his skin and his nipples, causing you to suck in a breath. "Fuck!" Woo says, catching your mouth again and wrapping an arm around your waist.

You reach down to just grasp the head of his cock, giving it a little tweak and he grasps both hands on your ass, squeezing and lifting you, pulling you into him as much as he can. "I need you...fuck I need you so much..." he is moaning into your mouth and you smile as he kisses you. You may not be role playing anymore but he's definitely making you feel a different kind of powerful.

"Woo....." you say against his lips and run your hands through his long dark hair. His head tips back and you feel a thrill again at his fucked out gaze, his mouth open, breathing heavily. His cock is throbbing in your hand and you can feel the wetness of his precum leaking out.

Placing a hand on his shoulder, you lift yourself, just watching him as you guide his length into you. His eyes roll back as you lower yourself, biting your lip as you feel him fill you up, stretching you. His hands are gripping you tightly, a long whine leaving his lips as he finally fills you completely, bottoming out so deep inside of you.

Just like he'd done to you, you just stare down at his face as you roll your hips around, admiring the tics and twitches of his face, his mouth quivering, licking and biting his lips as he savors the feel of you. Then you slowly raise yourself up, just to suddenly drop back down on him, the sound of skin slapping together and your wetness drawing a gasp from you.

The movement rips a cry from him and his hand is in your hair again, pulling you to his mouth, his other arm wrapping around your waist. The abrupt change of pace and his unexpected strength has your walls clamping tightly around him.

"Fuck. Oh FUCK.....god oh fuck....yes" he starts stuttering out, moaning, whimpering, his little cries driving you insane. You grip him tighter and start bouncing on his cock, leaning back slightly so you can watch him. Between all the sounds of your bodies meeting, the sheer amount of pleasure you're getting from all the sounds he is making and the look on his face, you feel your body start to tense again.

You'd never really orgasmed before with someone else, let alone twice in one sitting. And he knew it, you'd told him plenty. He could see it on your face, the rising intensity of how you were riding him, your expression, your moaning. The way you started to clench around him.

"Yes! Fuck yes, Y/n. Baby, please. Do it. Cum on my cock, cum, oh god cum for me, let me feel you, let me SEE you cum all over me. I want to feel your juices dripping all over me right now, fuck do it do it do it!" he just keeps talking, building you up and then right when you start gasping, his mouth latches around your nipple, sucking so hard as he looks up at you and you lose it.

Your legs clamp around him, your pussy gripping him so tight that it almost hurts. He's holding you in place, but barely, given how much you are arching and shaking. He's clenching his jaw, barely holding on from his own release as you come down from your high.

"Woo...." you manage, feeling completely limp after the spasms slow down. "My beautiful girl," Wooyoung whispers, kissing your eyelids, your cheeks before he slowly slides out of you. You whimper, not wanting to feel the loss. "Shhh, don't worry....just going to the bed, baby." he says, standing up and lifting you, carrying you over to the bed.

He lays you down gently and climbs on top of you, brushing your hair back as he slides between your legs. He slowly removes the corset you'd been wearing, tossing it to the side. Then he's skin to skin with you, propped up on his elbow, looking down at you. You can feel his stiff length pressing against your inner thigh and he runs his thumb along your bottom lip before he brings his mouth to yours.

His hand slides down and fills it with the softness of your breast, squeezing gently as his tongue pries your mouth open, his thumb flicking back and forth across your taut nipple. "Woo.." a gasp escapes your mouth into his and he just hums back into yours. As sensitive as you are, you feel yourself reacting again to his touch, his mouth, his stiffness against you.

"Woo....please...." you moan against his lips and you feel him smile. "Anything you want, love. Tell me." He leans his head back to look at you and as he runs his finger along your lip again, you suck the digit into your mouth, rolling your tongue around and watching his eyes go dark.

"Fuck." Is all he says and then his hips are pushing you down into the bed, shifting his body so his length is pressing against your core. The pressure from his hardness making you squirm in pleasure.

"Y/n....do you know how long I've wanted to do this to you?" he says harshly, his voice catching as he grinds himself into you, causing you to buck your hips upwards. Groaning, he grabs one of your wrists and slides your arm above your head. "How many times I've thought of having you pinned under me, moaning my name?" Your other hand goes up into his hair, pulling him down to you.

"Woo...I-" you start and he shakes his head, burying his face into your neck. "Shut up, Y/n. This isn't about me, this is for you tonight. The only word I want to hear from your beautiful mouth is my name." he whispers and as he does, he plunges his cock deep into your body, causing you to do exactly what he wants.

"Wooyoung!!!!" you scream out, every inch of skin feeling like its been lit on fire. You're so sensitive and he's just thrusting into you, slowly but with force. He is drawing out a moan, followed by a gasp as he buries himself deep within you every time.

"That's it, say my name." he's whispering, growling, into your ear. His hips are picking up momentum as his breath starts catching. You wrap your fingers around the back of his neck to hold onto him and he entwines his fingers with yours. You lean up slightly and cant help but sink your teeth gently into his shoulder, drawing out a shocked cry from him.

Drawing back to look at you, he looks completely crazed. He's clenching his jaw, sweat beading on his brow. He's pounding into you so hard that you know you're going to be sore tomorrow but you don't even care.

"Wooyoung, cum for me." You manage between moans and his jaw clenches tighter. In a strained tone he gets out between gasps, "No..n-n-not bef-f-fore...y-y-y-ou-u" and you realize he's holding back. You wrap your legs around him, tilting your hips up to take him deeper and he lets out a long whine as you start moaning his name.

"Cum in me, Woo....fill me up, I want to feel you so deep.....Woo! Fuck! Please!" you urge him on and his hips snap forward hard, stuttering, as his body starts to shake and impossibly, you feel yourself start to spiral.

The animalistic noise he lets out has you finally riding over the wave you'd been at the brink of. He is whining out your name, moaning it over and over as you feel his hot seed spill inside of you. You both ride out your spasms together, filling you so much that you can feel it leaking out of you as he's still shaking and gasping.

He finally collapses on your chest, nuzzling your breasts with his cheek. He's letting out contented little noises and after calming down, you can't help but giggle.

"Are...are you laughing at me?!" Woo asks, his head shooting up. "Actually, yes!" You say, trying to be serious but failing miserably.

You feel silly all of a sudden and can't keep a straight face as he huffs and pouts, resting his chin on you. "Mean." He says. "There's my little bratty Woo." You say and pinch his nose.

He plants little kisses over your skin, your breasts, your nipples, softly. "Mmm...do you feel better?" He asks, slowly rolling to the side, but taking you with him. He is still inside of you, going soft but he's holding onto you to keep himself there.

"I do." you answer, looking into his eyes. You never thought you'd be laying in your bed, naked, with your best friend. His hands are roaming all over you, but now it's comforting, rather than stimulating.

"Mmm, I'm glad. My baby is happy." he mutters and you tilt your head at him. "Woo?" you ask and he just hums back at you, nuzzling and touching. "What you said earlier-" you start and he pulls you into a long, deep, slow kiss, before pulling back. He kisses you on the nose and pecks your mouth again.

"That's a topic for tomorrow, love. Let's just enjoy right now." You smile and pull him back to you, really enjoying his lips. "You are actually a good kisser, you know?" You say and he snorts, tossing his hair. 'Of course I know that, I mean..." you start to push him away at his ridiculous tone and he pulls you back, starting to tickle you.

"Thank you, Woo." You say, after you both stop playing around. "Mm. Mmm. Mmm..." he's murmuring and you smile, looking down at the gorgeous man who just spent the night making you feel amazing. You brush back his dark hair, enjoying the way he smirks even in his sleep, his dimple poking out as he pulls you closer.

"A brat even in your sleep." you mutter and smile.

Suddenly, you were really looking forward to that conversation.

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