His Princess

His Princess

𖤐 Summary: Your Sugar daddy spoils you with more than just his money

𖤐Paring: Choi Jongho x Fem Reader

𖤐 AU: non idol, sugar daddy

𖤐 Word count: 2.9k

𖤐 Warnings: Kissing, Jongho trying to push his feelings away but goes unnoticed by the reader, fingering, unprotected sex, pet names (Princess, baby, daddy, sir{?}), Jongho is always calling the reader princess why? because your his princess, Cigarette smoking

𖤐 a/n: This isn't my best but I really wanted to write this out but when I went to write I had no idea where the story was going...so its a bit stretched out. Thank to @hongcherry for the beta and @umbralhelwolf for kick starting this

Sat in the back of your sugar daddy's car you straddled his lap laying your head in the crook of his neck as he smoked a cigarette. He had just treated you to a shopping spree, letting you buy thing's from your favorite luxury brands; Chanel, and Valentino. If there was something that Jongho loved was spoiling you. Sometimes you felt bad on how much he's spent on you but every time he reassures you that you shouldn't worry about it and his princess deserves it. 

You sat there taking in the smell of his cologne and the cigarette smoke. Tame jazz music in the back ground.

He hums along quietly listening to the music with a soft smile on his face as his eyes dart between you and the road, admiringly looking at you. Every now and then you feel his caresses on your arms, shoulders and back and your face heats up, making you feel flustered

you buried your head into his neck further hiding your blush "Thank you for the clothes Mr. Choi"

"Of course, Princess. Anything for you." He said before a hand landed on your head, lightly scratching your head as you laid in the crook of his neck. You could feel his warm smile as his gaze was still admiring you "You look gorgeous," He spoke in a voice thick with adoration

he took another inhale of the smoke before kissing your neck a bit letting the smoke pour from his mouth as he did so

The sudden sensation on your neck made you gasp, and your eyelids sagged shut as it startled you. You were frozen for a moment before he kissed you there, sending shivers down your spine. Your face blushed anew; "Mr. Choi-" you murmured breathlessly, trying to compose yourself.

you hated when he teased you, he knew how much neck kisses turned you on

As his lips continued up and down your neck you could feel your breathing become more rapid. Your body shuddered with the anticipation, making the hand under the crook of your neck hold you close. You could hear your heart rate begin accelerating and your face heating up once more. His breath on your neck made you want to melt away

"I think princess might be enjoying this~" He spoke in a whisper tone

He chuckled lightly before shifting your head with his hand, lightly holding your chin in his hand as he turned your head to look at him.

"Princess is so adorable~" He spoke in that same low and deep voice of his but with the addition of a tone of affection. He smiled gently before his lips softly pressed against yours.

you gasped taken aback from the kiss, he rarely ever kissed you on the lips even when the two of you had sex he still always kissed your neck or jaw line never touching your lips. You slowly melted into his kiss slowly kissing him back

"...Princess~"

With a small kiss on your nose, Jongho had broken the silence in the car. His eyes were gazing at you adoringly. His breathing was still heavy as he took in the sight of you. His gaze had been soft and loving but there was something about it that was different, the way he was looking at you, the soft look in his eyes, etc., everything about it was different.

"Princess, have I told you recently that I love you?" He spoke as he looked at you, his voice quiet and loving

Jongho's hand on your jaw went down to your neck and he caressed it softly before letting all his fingers travel up your chin, cupping your cheek again. "Princess~" His tone was soft and low, his gaze was loving. You could feel the tip of his lips touch your forehead as he gave you a soft kiss there.

He cleared his throat before speaking "Would you like to go back to the penthouse?" He spoke in a whisper but his voice had a tone of amusement to it

you nodded whining a little while wrapping your hands around his neck

He chuckled at your whine. His fingers moved back down to your chin, cupping your chin. He pushed your face downwards, your head going back down the crook of his neck.

"Princess is going to have to behave a little better, is she not~" The tone of his voice changed. Now he spoke in a firmer tone

"Or else, you'll have to be punished." He said, his voice still low but firm. He still had that loving gaze, though

"what did I do...ive been nice"

"Oh, princess definitely wasn't being nice when she tried to entice Mr. Choi into kissing her" He said in that same firm tone, his voice still low. His hand moved to your thigh and he squeezed it "But, I think I'll let this slide. This time~"

you scoffed a bit laying your head back down in the crook of his neck as you heard him lighting another cigarette

"Princess still has a naughty side?~" He spoke in a whisper, his voice sounded more stern but still had a hint of lovingness to it. One of his hands was still on your thigh, caressing it just slightly. This man was definitely in a teasing mood today.

"no" you whimpered out looking out the back window seeing that you were almost back at his house

"I don't believe you, princess" He spoke in a low, loving tone as he leaned down to press his lips against your head "Princess is always naughty~" As your eyes moved outside, you notice that you are only 2 blocks away from the penthouse. You feel Jongho's hand move from your thighs to caress your arms. He squeezed them a bit, holding your arms now

you slid off of his lap waiting for the car to stop, you looked over at Jongho he looked so handsome sometimes you wished you were more than just a sugar baby to him, others not so much. He had a temper but was still caring and sweet to others

Jongho's eyes were set on the road as you slid off his lap. His eyes continued to look at the road as the car came to a stop in front of the penthouse. After the car came to a complete stop, he looked over at you and reached out a hand to your chin, shifting it up so you looked into his eyes

"Princess, please, just behave" He spoke in a firm tone but there was still some lovingness to it. His other hand was still caressing your arms

you nodded stepping out the car and fixing your skirt "Do you still have that meeting with Mr. Park?" you asked looking up at him as he stood beside of you and the car pulled into the back of the house by the other driver in the car

"I do." He spoke, looking down at you. His eyes were full of lovingness once again. He cupped your cheeks, caressing them "Mr. Park wants to discuss a business proposition." As he spoke, the car doors have been opened. You see the butler, Mr. Han, outside opening up the doors.

"Princess, Mr. Park will be here shortly. He will be arriving in the next 30 minutes." He looked back into your eyes, still cupping your cheeks with both hands

"Did you want me to accompany you like last time..?" you blushed a bit from his gesture but still keeping eye contant

"Well, Mr. Park did ask for you to be there...as he finds you to be 'pleasing to the eyes'" He spoke with a slight chuckle as he continued caressing your cheeks.

"But, princess would have to behave if she's going to come with Mr. Choi~" He still had that loving gaze as he spoke

"what if I want to tease you...?" you said playfully stepping a bit closer to him

One of Jongho's eyebrows raised. He smirked at you when he saw how close you were standing to him, his loving gaze still on you "...I can't imagine what for. Would Princess enjoy the punishment Mr. Choi would give her if she were to misbehave~?" He spoke in that firm and loving tone before stepping even closer to you

"maybe I would"

"Maybe is not good, princess."

He smirked at you before looking down as you felt his lips on yours in a soft kiss.

"Mr. Choi does love his princess~"

He spoke in a loving voice "Just how princess loves Mr. Choi" He sighed, his breathing becoming heavier. "Princess, please," His tone was firmer the second time he spoke. His hand that was on your chin now moved to caress the top of your head "Let's get ready for that meeting, shall we~?"

you nodded again walking beside of him as he walked towards the front door he opened it for you letting you walk in first, you slid you shoes off and kept them at the front door where all of his other shoes were at

You felt his hand move away from your head but he walked alongside of you as you walked into the house. At the entrance was Mr. Han, the butler. He greeted both of you "Welcome back, Mr. Choi and Princess~"

Once your shoes were off, you were in the lavish foyer, an open living room and dining room on the side and a grand staircase that led upstairs on the other. Mr. Han had gone to inform Mr. Park, while Jongho was watching you

You saw Jongho look around, his gaze moving from the living area to the dining area. You saw he had a mischievous expression on his face as you felt his eyes shift towards you.

"Princess?" He spoke, turning his head to look at you "Mr. Park will be here in 10 minutes. Would you like to go up to my room so we can fix you up for the meeting, princess~?" He spoke in a loving tone but his smile seemed mischievous

"okay" you walked up the staircase walking towards his room, walking into it "I dont know what to wear Jongho*

"I'll set out some of the outfits for you, just please, behave."

He spoke in a low, firm tone, but his gaze was soft. He walked to a large closet and opened it up fully, there was numerous outfits laying on the rack. The outfits looked expensive and were definitely luxurious

"Pick your favorite, princess." He said, his gaze still on you. Despite his tone, his lovingness still radiated off of him

"I'll behave dont worry.." you looked at the outfits choosing the two piece beige colour skirt and sweater. You picked it up and started walking to the bathroom before Jongho stopped you

"Princess, do you need a hand dressing?" Jongho spoke in a low voice. He had a small smirk on his face

"I do need you to be ready quickly. Mr. Park will be here anytime now~"

His gaze was on you "Perhaps, princess should let Mr. Choi dress her~?" He spoke in a voice that still maintained a firm tone but the lovingness was still there*

"ah don't be a pervert" you said jokingly

His eyebrows raised again as you spoke, his smirk grew larger. He walked over towards you and pushed his face close to yours, his breath slightly warm on your face. His eyes looked at you, with a type of love and lust as he pushed you against the wall. His body pressing against yours.

Jongho took the outfit from your hands throwing it onto the bed before running his hand up your thigh giving you goose bumps. "Mr. Choi please"

A soft chuckle came out his Jonghos mouth before he let go of you. Giving you a small smirk. His eyes was watching your smallest moments as he held you against the wall. You felt his gaze percing through your body as he removed his hand from your thigh "Mr choi what?" He asked in a mocking tone "Do you not wanna do this right now?"

"No thats not it, I want you but you have that meeting with Mr.Park and I dont want you to be late" you said rubbing your legs together to feed into your arousal.

Jongho nodded before picking up his phone and dialing his butler telling him to inform mr. park that he would a bit a bit late to the meeting

After hanging up the phone he turned around and walked over to you grabbing your chin gently "Now we have a bit more time, why dont you take these clothes off and lay down on the bed for daddy"

You wasted no time before walking over to the bed and taking your clothes off completely and laying down on the bed.

once you finished undressing yourself, got in the bed next to you, wrapping an arm around you tightly "Such Good girl" he cooed his voice was like velvet when he spoke almsot hypnotizing you into doing everything you were told. Jongho remained in his suit running his fingers down your body, making you squirm under his touch. You wanted anything but to be teased.

"Quit moving" he voice was firm as his fingers brushed aginst your nipples causing them to harden slightly "I love playing with you" he whispered softly, kissing your neck as he continued to play with your breasts "What do you want me to do...hm?"

You reached for his hands and dragged them down your body resting them at your cunt wanting him to finger you but you were too embarrassed to say it, thankfully Jongho took the hint and didn't make you say anything further before sliding two fingers inside of you pumping them in and out of you as slow as he could not giving up on teaseing you yet, smirking a bit when you clenched around his fingers "Feel good princess?" his voice was full of lust as his fingers worked their magic. "God your so wet for me"

You moaned quietly loving his voice and the feeling of his fingers stretching you out slowly "I'm always wet for you sir"

He pulled his finger out before pushing his thumb inside for a second feeling your wetness and smiling a bit putting his fingers back inside of you, his thumb rubbing your against your clit lightly as he kissed your neck again

"please I want more" you whined out wanting more from him.

He chuckled softly, sliding another finger inside of you making you moan louder for him as he curled upwards inside of you "Such a needy little princess arent we?" he teased you, rubbing against your g-spot gently while continuing to kiss your neck. "Do you want daddy to fuck you now?"

You nodded "please, I need you inside of me"

Jonghos fingers pumped faster inside of you while caressing your breasts getting you closer to your orgasm "Your mine you know that? My toy, my plaything, my property." his finger pushed deep inside of you treating to rip your orgasm out of you "I know sir, im yours" your breathing became heavier as he pulled his fingers out of you, also talking away the orgasm that you were so close too. Jongho quickly unzipped his pants and pulling them down just enough that he was able to slip his cock out of his pants.

"good girl" he whispered kissing your cheek "are you ready for daddy's cock?"

"Im always ready" you mumbled as his pushed his cock inside of you "good" he said thrusting into you filling you up his voice was full of possession and dominace as he spoke "my toy to play with as I please"

You whimperd loudly at his words, as he pushed deeper inside of you. He smiled smugly down at you pressing his hips into you, his chest pressing against your breasts as he did so. "Does daddys little princess enjoy this? my big cock inside of you"

"I love it so much daddy" you moaned out wrapping your legs around his waist pulling him closer to you. He groaned at your action he loved when you did that it made him go crazy in the head. "Tell me who owns you" He growled huskily as he fucked into you harder.

"You do, You own me"

"oh yes I do, every part" He groaned loudly slamming his cock deep inside of you "Say it, Say you belong to me"

"I belong to you, only you Jongho" you looked at him in the eyes as his thrusts became faster "Cum inside of me please"

His grip moved to your neck lightly squeezing it as his movement's became sloppy "Cum for me, cum all over daddy's cock" he said breathlessly looking deeply into your eyes as he came inside of you, you came right after him letting out a soft cry from the extra feeling of his warm seed filling you up even more.

He pulled out of you slowly, his eyes were filled with awe as he looked at your wet cunt dripping with his cum, he stood up from the bed putting his cock back in his pants and quickly fixing himself up, to look presentable. "Now I cant keep Mr.Park waiting. Stay here and clean yourself up but remember that i'm not finished with you yet" he said giving you a loving smile before walking out the bedroom door.

persistent desire

in which: you and your childhood friends go drinking, and seonghwa confesses that he has at some point been attracted to you

pair: seonghwa/afab!reader

word count: 6k

content: smut, college!au, friends to ???, bedroom sex, insatiable!seonghwa, completely consensual!

You laid there on your bed, your mind completely numb. You didn’t know how much time had passed for you dissociate this bad, but all you knew was that it was dark outside when you started, and now the sunrise was painting the apartment in shades of red and orange. You could hear him breathing hard, and you looked to see that he was still not satisfied. His eyebrows were furrowed and his lips were pressed together, but his hold on you was weak. That being said, he still had the energy and desperation to keep going.

It started that morning. Well, technically, it started years ago— like back in middle school years ago— but the trigger was that morning. The four of you were at the popular coffee shop on campus studying: you, Seonghwa, San, and Wooyoung. You all had your laptops in front of you and were typing away.

“I don’t like this assignment,” Wooyoung complained loudly.

“Why’d you even bother taking that class? It’s not even required for our major,” Seonghwa asked while rolling his eyes.

“I needed one more class and this was the only one that had space that fit in my schedule! If I don’t have a full load of courses, then my status becomes part-time, and I need to be a full-time student if I want to keep my scholarship.”

“How much is the scholarship?” San asked.

“Seventy-five percent of my current tuition.”

“Oof… Well, you still have to suffer through the assignment since you did choose the class in the first place,” you gave Wooyoung some much needed tough love.

With a huge, dramatic sigh, Wooyoung got back to his assignment. Periodically, Seonghwa leaned over your shoulder to look at what you were doing— the two of you were in the same class, so you both had the same assignment— and he did one of two things each time: either his shoulder rubbed against yours, or his knee would. He always did it to piss you off, and it was kind of working right now. By the fifth time he did that, you kicked his chair away, earning a laugh from him.

“Dude, knock it off! You can’t even cheat on this assignment!” you said with mild annoyance as you continued to push him away.

“I totally can, I just need to paraphrase,” he argued back with a light tone.

“You were assigned a different section! What do you mean?!”

That was how your friendship went. From the moment the two of you met in middle school, then when you added San and Wooyoung to your little friend group in high school, life barely changed— it only got more complex. The classes got harder, the homework heavier, and the relationships more serious. Well, it was mostly Wooyoung who was dating, but Seonghwa would bring a crazy bitch around every so often. San went on the occasional date, but you didn’t have the hint of a romantic life. Not a single guy ever looked at you. You wondered if it was because you spent a lot of time with three ridiculously attractive boys— that was the only logical explanation, after all.

“Alright, so what’s the plan for tonight?” Wooyoung asked after triumphantly closing his laptop.

“I’m free, as per usual,” you said.

“Same,” San added.

“Alright, that leaves you, Seonghwa.”

“I’m good, too,” Seonghwa nodded.

“You broke up with that crazy bitch?” Wooyoung asked with mild shock.

“We weren’t ever really dating, were we?”

“What do you mean? Of course you were,” San said with confusion.

“I would hardly consider three dates “dating”. Besides, we never even slept together.”

“Wow, she broke up with you, didn’t she?” you bit back a loud laugh.

“No, I broke up with her.”

“Sure, whatever you say, Romeo,” Wooyoung rolled his eyes as he responded sarcastically.

“I’m serious!”

The four of you packed up your things and left the coffee shop, Seonghwa still trying to convince you all that he did, in fact, break up with that last girl.

Since the four of you were free that evening, you all went to participate in Wooyoung’s favorite activity: drinking. And, of course, with drinking with Wooyoung game drinking games.

The local bar knew the four of you very well by that point in your lives. Sometimes, the bartenders would participate in the drinking games with you, but it was usually the four of you in a secluded booth with a whole bottle of house whiskey and beers aplenty. You sat across from Wooyoung and next to Seonghwa while San sat next to Wooyoung. You and Wooyoung had to take care of the other two boys since they were bad at holding their alcohol, so you each took turns babysitting the other boy.

“Alright, what game are we playing tonight?” Wooyoung clapped his hands together and rubbed them in anticipation.

“King’s Cup?” you suggested.

“Absolutely the fuck not. Not after what this asshole pulled last time,” San declined and pointed an accusatory finger at Wooyoung.

“What’d I do?!”

“You rigged the game! I kept pulling the last fucking king!”

“Oh, right. I did that,” Wooyoung accepted with a giggle.

“Shut the fuck up.”

“Titanic?” Seonghwa offered.

“No way,” you refused.

“Why?”

“Last time we played that, Wooyoung threw up all over my favorite pair of shoes,” you grimaced.

“If I promise not to do that again, will you let us play?” Wooyoung asked.

“No, I don’t trust you.”

Pouting, Wooyoung turned away. The rest of you chose to ignore his antics.

“Truth or dare?” San asked.

“But instead of dare, we drink,” Wooyoung amended.

“Alright, I’m game,” you accepted.

“Same,” Seonghwa nodded.

The game started very tame— well, Wooyoung was asking the wildest questions, getting San and Seonghwa drunk in record time. At some point, you had enough of his dumb questions and told him to actually play the game properly because you wanted to actually hear some hot gossip.

“San, when was the last time you had sex?” Wooyoung asked San.

San took a drink.

“Come on, bro. There’s no shame in telling us when,” Wooyoung nudged San’s shoulder.

“It’s been so long that I don’t even remember when,” San admitted.

“You could’ve just said that and not have to drink,” you pointed out.

“…Fuck.”

“Alright, let’s not ask this kid anymore questions,” you told Wooyoung.

Seonghwa, meanwhile, was silent. He was pretty tipsy, but not drunk. He usually observed his friends whenever he got drunk, but if someone talked directly to him, then he would respond. You always got a kick out of watching drunk Seonghwa.

“Seonghwa,” San turned to the man in question.

“Yes?” Seonghwa responded while slightly swaying to and fro.

“Have you ever been attracted to Y/N?”

“Yes.”

You, San, and Wooyoung were all shocked. You stared Seonghwa down as he continued to sway, but he definitely was not looking at you. San, unable to ask another question because he was completely and utterly shocked, froze, leaving Wooyoung to ask the next one.

“When?”

Seonghwa decided to drink instead of answer that question.

You don’t remember what happened the rest of the game— you dissociated so hard that you wondered if you blacked out because of the alcohol. However, it was not the alcohol that fucked you up; it was Seonghwa who did.

You didn’t even realize that San and Wooyoung left for the night. You only snapped out of your trance when Seonghwa leaned his head on your shoulder. You looked to see that he had his eyes closed and he let out a heavy sigh. Your shock turned into annoyance— if Seonghwa actually fell asleep on shoulder, you were going to murder him. Luckily, Seonghwa was not asleep.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” Seonghwa asked, his head still on your shoulder.

“Uh… Uh-huh,” you responded, unable to find words to properly convey exactly what was going through your mind.

“You don’t sound okay.”

“…I just have a lot on my mind.”

“Like what? You know you can tell me anything, right?”

Seonghwa lifted his head, giving you the chance to look at him with complete and utter disbelief. You wanted to tell him off for being a hypocrite, but he didn’t do anything wrong. He just played the game, and he played the game honestly. That wasn’t his fault, but you wanted to blame him for being a good sport.

But, Seonghwa could have also been lying for the sake of the game just to spice things up. He was a very giggly drunk, but he’s mentally aware of everything and has full control over his actions even when drunk out of his mind. He could have been messing with the group. You hoped he was messing with the group because there was no way in hell your best friend from back in middle school was attracted to you at any point in time.

“First, I need you tell me something,” you finally responded.

“Yeah?”

“Were you being serious earlier, or were you messing with us?”

“What do you mean?”

“Have you actually been attracted to me, or was that a lie?” you rephrased.

“I have been attracted to you.”

“When?”

Seonghwa took a sip of his beer— apparently the game was still going for him.

“Fine, then why?” you asked, exasperated.

“Go take a look in the mirror then get back to me.”

You felt your face get hot instantly. A drunk Seonghwa was shameless, but not once did you think his shamelessness was going to come your way. He took another nonchalant sip of his beer, and you decided to take another look at his face. His face was flushed, and his eyes were narrowed, but this wasn’t Seonghwa’s usual drunk self. Something was off, something that made butterflies storm through your body. You couldn’t tell if it was because of his confession, though.

“You’re seriously messing with me now, aren’t you?” you let out a weak laugh.

“Y/N, look at me,” Seonghwa said, his voice dropping down several decibels.

You did as he said, and a wave of heat rushed from your head to your toes. Seonghwa’s eyes were dark and filled with lust. He ran his tongue over his lower lip subtly, turning you on more than it should’ve. He leaned towards you ever so slightly, his hand holding onto the back of your chair. You nearly leaned back, but this was Seonghwa you’re talking about— he would never do anything to you, or anyone for that matter, without consent. You held your ground, Seonghwa’s face nearing yours.

“Do you think I’m joking now?” Seonghwa asked you softly.

“I believe you, but I also believe that you’re going insane.”

You pushed your chair away from the table and stood up, Seonghwa’s eyes following you as you did so. You grabbed your purse and stood there, Seonghwa still sitting.

“What’re you doing?” he asked.

“Waiting for you,” you responded. “You’re losing your goddamn mind, Seonghwa. We need to get you home.”

With a shrug, Seonghwa stood up. You genuinely thought he was going to stumble around based on how drunk you thought he was, but he carried himself well— so well, in fact, that he looked sober.

You left the bar first, and Seonghwa followed shortly thereafter. The two of you walked silently and side by side as you made your way back to your apartment complex.

“I think we should drop you off at home, first,” you told the man.

“No, I want to make sure you get home safe,” he denied.

“You drank a lot more than I did tonight.”

“Then, if you walk me home, will you stay the night?”

Another rush of heat. You looked away from him abruptly and at the dim sidewalk in front of you. You shook your head lightly; although it was Seonghwa who was saying those things to you, you didn’t feel like it was. Something was up with your friend, and it was making you nervous.

“That’s what I thought. Let me walk you home.”

The rest of the walk back was silent. You could barely think about anything without the sound of your heart beating loudly drowning out any thoughts you had left in your head.

“Y/N?” Seonghwa called your name, startling you.

“Yeah! Yeah?”

“I’ve been trying to get your attention for a while, now. What are you thinking about?”

“Nothing,” you said, which was the truth.

“Well, we’re here. Will you be okay getting up to your room?”

“Yes, but I seriously wonder if you’ll get home safe,” you said honestly.

“I’ll call a cab or something,” he assured you.

You nodded. You looked down at your feet, realizing that you were unable to leave. You usually just waved good-bye and fully left, or other times, Seonghwa would crash at your place. This time, however, was different. Your legs were frozen. You didn’t know why.

“Y/N? Are you going to go up?”

“Oh, yeah. Right. Good night, Hwa.”

Usually, after you guys hung out, he would hug you goodbye, and he did that this time, too. Before you could even take a step away, Seonghwa held your arm gently and turned you around, his arms outstretched and waiting expectantly for a hug. You hugged him. It wasn’t like he forced you to, but you felt so weird about just ignoring the fact that your friend of many, many years was asking for a hug as he usually did. This is silly, you thought to yourself. It was just a game, and Seonghwa’s just being a stupid flirt. He wasn’t being serious, so why were you taking him so seriously?

The hug lasted longer than you were expecting. You thought it was going to be a light hug and then bye. However, Seonghwa’s secure arms held you tightly and close. Even the way he was hugging you this time was different. It was a lot more sensual. He wrapped one arm around your waist and then the other over your shoulder, his face buried in the nook of your neck. You felt like your entire body was going to erupt into flames at that point.

When Seonghwa leaned away from you, he was still hugging you. Likewise, you were still hugging him. You gazed into his dark, lust filled eyes once again. You couldn’t take it anymore.

“Seonghwa, I’m going to ask you one more time,” you whispered. “Have you really been attracted to me?”

“Y/N, I don’t know how many times you want me to tell you, but yes. I have.”

“Are you attracted to me right now?”

“That’s not fair. You can’t ask that kind of question without letting me have the option of drinking,” Seonghwa frowned.

“But are you?” you pressed further.

Seonghwa pulled you closer into his embrace. He still wouldn’t say anything, which was ticking you off.

“Do you need me to spell it out for you?” Seonghwa asked with a deep sigh.

“I want you to state it explicitly before I say or do anything else.”

“Y/N…”

“Last chance, Seonghwa,” you warned him. “Are you attracted to me right now?”

“Yes.”

Your impulse took over. You wrapped your arms over his shoulders and held onto the back of his neck to pull him to you, your lips connecting. You felt his hold on you get tighter as he kissed you back again and again and again. He let out tiny, muffled grunts with every kiss.

You felt like he was eating you alive. His tongue immediately slipped into your mouth. His hands slipped down to your waist, his fingers pressing into you firmly. You yelped as you felt his teeth bite your lower lip lightly and tug upwards, making your libido scream for him to just ravage you.

Next thing you knew, Seonghwa was pulling you into your own apartment. He dragged you roughly to your bed and tossed you on there, the bed springs squeaking as you bounced on the mattress.

“Seong—”

He wouldn’t even allow you to say his name. His lips roughly met yours once more as he pinned you to the bed.

The way he was treating you in bed made you think of two things: one, he was so hot when he was unnecessarily aggressive; and two, why did he suddenly get to this point? You knew that the two of you were horny as fuck for each other in that moment, but the way he was acting was out of desperation, not lust.

You were only able to finally get words out when Seonghwa stopped kissing you to start stripping.

“Seonghwa, before you start again, I have more questions,” you sat up and held your hand out to stop him from pinning you to the bed again.

A look of frustration crossed Seonghwa’s face as he pulled off his shirt. But, nonetheless, he waited for you to ask your questions.

“Why are you acting like this?”

Seonghwa let out a heavy sigh and ran his fingers through his hair (which turned you even more since he looked so hot when he was annoyed or frustrated). He stood in front of you with his hands on his hips and asked mockingly, “What do you want me to say? That I’m hot for you? That I’m horny? That I really need my dick inside you?”

“Seonghwa, please be serious…”

Silently, Seonghwa got on the bed and pinned you down once again. His lips neared your ear, his soft breath sending shivers down your neck. His hands held your wrists down, and his knees trapped your waist.

“Y/N, I don’t know how else to show you I’m serious. I wouldn’t be in bed with you like this right now if I wasn’t interested in you.”

“But,” you breathed out. “You’re… Attracted to me? Of all people, me?”

“Y/N,” Seonghwa said softly as he pressed his lips against your ear gently. “You’re sexy and gorgeous and captivating.”

He trailed his lips down the side of your neck, his fingers pulling your shirt off your shoulder. You suppressed a moan when his other hand held both your wrists above your head, his tongue returning to your neck and trailing upwards.

“You like me?”

“Of course I like you,” Seonghwa replied softly into your neck.

“Romantically?”

Seonghwa stopped. He moved away from you enough where he could make eye contact with you, but his chest was still pressed against yours. He opened his mouth and said something, but you couldn’t hear him at all despite the fact that he was mere centimeters away from you.

“What— Oh my God!”

It was physically impossible for you to ask him questions after that. He quickly pulled down the waistband of your pants and panties and shoved his middle two fingers into you with so much force that your entire body jerked. He let go of your wrists to caress your face, his warm fingertips practically burning a hole into the skin on your cheek while his lips made yours feel raw with his intense kisses. His fingers kept thrusting into you roughly with no remorse, tears slipping out of your eyes as his forcefulness drove you to euphoria. You cried out when he added a third finger, instantly making you cum.

No matter how much you whimpered and tried to grab his wrists in a feeble attempt to get him to let up, Seonghwa continued to finger you over and over again, another orgasm overcoming you mere seconds after the first one. Tears slipped out of your eyes one after the other, your body trembling as he finally removed his fingers from you fully, only for him to move down on you. He held onto the bottoms of your thighs and pushed them upwards, giving him more access to your completely sopping wet pussy. You thought he was going to go right for the jackpot, but instead he left painful hickeys along the insides of your thighs, his tongue trailing along to each new spot on your thighs until he finally arrived at your pussy.

Seonghwa’s tongue violating your pussy was a completely different kind of pleasure than when his tongue was violating your mouth. Seonghwa was truly a master of utilizing his tongue for pleasure. When his tongue licked upwards and pressed through your pussy’s lips so that he was in the most literal sense tongue-fucking you, a surge of pleasure swept through your body. You raked your fingers through his hair and held onto the roots of his hair for dear life as you felt yet another orgasm come your way.

Proper words evaded you as you came right in Seonghwa’s mouth, and hearing him slurp your pussy up right after made all sorts of thoughts fly through your pleasure-ridden brain swimming in pheromones. You moaned loudly and flung your head back into your pillow as his tongue flicked your clit wildly before toying with it and drawing circles around it. Even more tears slipped out of your eyes the longer it took for this— what was it, fourth?— orgasm to hit you. You let out the most erotic cry when Seonghwa sucked hard on your clit and inserted two fingers into your cunt, and when Seonghwa curled his fingers inside you, that was when you came once more.

As you laid in what you could only describe as a puddle of yourself, Seonghwa moved away from you to take off his pants and grab a condom from your nightstand.

“Seonghwa,” you said his name quietly, your voice wavering as you were afraid that he would overtake you if you tried to speak again.

“Y/N?” Seonghwa responded after he rolled the condom on.

You didn’t even know what you wanted to say to him. Your brain was still swimming, and the only word you could think to say was his name. “Seonghwa,” you repeated.

Seonghwa understood at that point. He moved towards you so that he was kneeling right in between your legs, his penis resting on the bottom of your stomach. Maybe it was because you had tears in your eyes, but it looked like Seonghwa had a weapon of mass destruction.

At first, Seonghwa reached out to your face to wipe your tears, but he stopped— why bother wiping the tears from your eyes if you were just going to have them water up again? So, eyes bleary, you watched as he positioned himself at your entrance. He leaned forward and pressed his lips into the nook of your neck, the tip of his dick barely inside you.

He didn’t really warn you after that. He fully thrusted into your extremely wet pussy, his cock moving in with ease and filling you up entirely— but, because you were incredibly wet, his waist slammed into yours. You choked out a cry. Your hands immediately went to his shoulders and clutched so hard that your nails left tiny crescents in his skin. You didn’t even have the chance to relax your hold on him. He was coming at you with full force, his tempo not changing in the slightest.

“Hnn— Hwa!” you moaned as he continued to slam his dick inside you without letting up. “S-slower! Please!”

“Sorry, Y/N, I seriously can’t stop,” Seonghwa grunted.

He held your waist and pulled you up slightly, making it easier for him to thrust even harder into you. Your hands slipped from his shoulders, causing you to reach for his arms for support instead. You got a good look at his face and saw his eyes darken as the blush on his face reddened. His breathing got rougher, and right before he came, he bit his lower lip and slammed into you one last time. The look on his face was enough to make you cum as well. Seonghwa groaned in pleasure while you cried his name out again. His hold on you relaxed as he pulled out of you. The two of you were panting hard as Seonghwa moved away from you and got off the bed to remove his filled condom.

You thought he would be done. He released a huge load into that condom, so you genuinely thought that he was done for the night. He was far from done, apparently. The second you heard him rip open another condom pack, you froze and looked at him nervously.

“Seonghwa…?” you asked with a shaky voice as you felt the bed dip when he got back on it.

“Y/N, turn around,” Seonghwa said in response.

With his assistance, you turned so that you were on your knees, your hands propping you up. You knew exactly what was coming your way, and although you knew and tried to prepare, you still were completely shocked when Seonghwa thrusted his penis into you with the same immense force as before. You cried out as you felt his hands hold onto your ass cheeks tightly, his fingernails lightly digging into your skin. Despite the fact that you were on your knees, your arms felt like they were ready to give. You went down to your elbows, raising your ass slightly, earning you a pleasant groan from the man pleasuring you.

“Fuck, Y/N,” Seonghwa bit out before letting out a louder groan, his dick trembling inside of you.

You were weak. You were only able to sit up and kneel on the bed when Seonghwa helped you sit up, his hand on your breast. From behind, he massaged your breast and nibbled on the skin on your neck lightly, your entire body immediately reacting by purring in delight. He let out a deep exhale right next to your ear, making your body tremble even more.

“You’re driving me crazy… How are you so sexy?” Seonghwa asked quietly, unaware that you heard him.

Still not allowing you more than a minute to recover, Seonghwa turned your face and kissed you passionately. His thumb caressed your cheek and went past your ear, heat immediately rushing to your ear. You were so drawn into his sweet kiss and your tongue dancing with his that you didn’t even realize that he had moved you so that he was laying on the bed with your knees trapping his waist. It was only when he broke off the kiss and pushed your shoulders away from him that you realized what he wanted from you.

“Wait,” Seonghwa whispered, his fingers fumbling behind you as he replaced his condom. Once he was ready, he then said, “Okay. Get on.”

You sat up slightly, allowing Seonghwa to position himself before sitting down slowly. You muffled a moan, your eyes nearly rolling to the back of your head as you leaned your head back. You felt like his dick shot all the way through you despite the fact that you took your time sitting down. His dick throbbed painfully inside you as you timidly began to move. You gripped his shoulders tightly as you bounced up and down, the sound of your waist hitting his along with your erratic moans and gasps echoing in the room.

“Seonghwa, I can’t,” you whimpered as you felt your hands begin to slip. “My thighs are trembling…”

Without a word, Seonghwa held your hands and pulled you towards him, guiding you so that your chest was pressed against his. He then moved his hands to your ass and assisted you while simultaneously forcing his hips upwards, making your whole body lurch. His lips then connected with yours, overwhelming your brain to the point where your body lost self control. You couldn’t even make the effort to cum properly by moving away from his dick, so the pleasure and satisfaction of your orgasm just got greater from there.

He then flipped you so that you were laying down on the bed once more. He got off the bed and held your legs tightly, guiding them upwards as he pulled you to the edge of the bed. You clutched the bedsheets below you tightly when he rested your legs against his shoulders. Without a second to waste, he slid his dick inside you once again.

Seonghwa held your waist tightly while he continued to thrust at a steady rate, but once he moved his hands down to your ass, he got much faster within seconds. You crossed your legs behind his head as you tried to suppress another significant wave of pleasure, which ended up really turning Seonghwa on.

“You got so tight… Shit, Y/N,” Seonghwa cursed.

You unconsciously bucked your hips upwards when his hands spread your ass cheeks wide. With a sharp inhale, Seonghwa slammed his waist into you, and you felt his cum fill up the condom and warm you up even more.

Seonghwa had cum three times at that point. You thought for sure that he would be done by now, that his balls would be completely drained, but you were wrong and more wrong. Seonghwa could still go.

You laid there on your bed, your mind completely numb. You didn’t know how much time had passed for you dissociate this bad, but all you knew was that it was dark outside when you started, and now the sunrise was painting the apartment in shades of red and orange. You could hear him breathing hard, and you looked to see that he was still not satisfied. His eyebrows were furrowed and his lips were pressed together, but his hold on you was weak. That being said, he still had the energy and desperation to keep going.

You looked to the side to see filled condoms piled to the top of the trashcan in your room. You didn’t even realize you had so many condoms in your home in the first place, making you wonder if Seonghwa would stop if you ran out of condoms— but Seonghwa was insatiable, apparently, because he just kept going and going, profanities leaving his lips exponentially.

With a grunt of frustration, Seonghwa pulled out and moved your waist, both of your feet resting on the bed as he propped your knees up. He completely took you by surprise when he lifted your waist up, allowing him to fuck you from a different angle. You felt the tip of his dick glide past your g-spot, your eyes flying open as he repeated the action over and over and over again. You ran your fingers through your hair and cried loudly as your fluid shot out of your body when Seonghwa pulled out suddenly.

Seonghwa’s thighs and torso were covered with your slick. Through bleary eyes, you saw the ghost of a smirk appear on his face, making your brain melt all over again. You closed your eyes and pushed your head back into the bed as you regained your breath and calmed your racing heart. Seonghwa pinned his arms on either side of you as he bent down to leave you with another one of his mind-numbingly amazing kisses. The sounds of your wet kisses reverberated through the room. Seonghwa caressed your face gently as he kissed you over and over again as if he just couldn’t get enough of you.

That was when you were finally able to form a singular thought and vocalize it to him.

“Seonghwa,” you whispered as he released you from his kissing bind, your eyes barely maintaining contact with his.

Seonghwa hummed.

“I like you.”

You watched Seonghwa freeze. He looked right into your eyes and stared at you, his face completely red. He wrapped his arms around your body and hugged you, his lips brushing past your collarbone and neck.

“Say that again,” he whispered in your ear.

“I like you.”

Seonghwa sat up. His hands guided your waist so that you, too, were sitting up. He sat you right in between his legs and hugged your waist, his intense gaze making it near impossible to maintain eye contact with him. A small smile threatened to appear on his face as he leaned closer to you. His soft breaths tickled your chest, making you want to squirm in his embrace.

“How? In what way?”

“In a way that I want to see what a relationship with you would look like.”

“So, romantically?”

At first, you wanted to say no, because that definitely wasn’t the feeling you had; but, when he held you even closer and nuzzled his nose into the crook of your neck, you felt butterflies swarm through you and couldn’t help but cling to him, your hands holding his shoulders tightly.

“I think it could get there,” you murmured.

You felt Seonghwa’s lips against your skin, his mouth pulling into a smile. He left small smooches all over your shoulder, neck, and face, making your body flush to a slightly darker red. His hands went from your waist to your ass, lifting you up a tiny bit off the bed— he wanted to be inside you again. Again. You adjusted yourself and went from holding his shoulders to pressing the palms of your hands on the bed and behind you. He moved forward, his cock sliding right into you. You both rocked your hips in and out of each other, his dick hitting deep inside you.

The feeling of his cock reaching so far inside you was enough to make you cum. Seonghwa, too, apparently; he slammed his hips into you with one final, powerful stroke before the two of you came at the same time, the two of you calling the other’s name in the same moment.

The sun was fully up in the sky by the time Seonghwa’s dick finally calmed down. You were using his arm as a pillow as the two of you laid in your bed. You wrapped your arm around his torso and gave him a light hug, prompting him to rest his head on top of yours.

“You’re insatiable, Seonghwa,” you broke the silence between you two. “Are you always like this?”

“No.”

“So what changed for you to be like this?”

“I’ve been holding back for a long time Y/N.”

“How long?”

“Eighth grade.” You gasped and looked up at him in shock as he continued, “To be honest, I thought it was just some sort of small school crush and that it would disappear over time, but the crush kind of stayed buried until last night.”

“So, if you’ve liked me since then, why did you beat around the bush so hard last night?”

“I wasn’t sure if you felt or would ever feel the same way about me,” Seonghwa admitted honestly. “It’s always nice to hear that someone’s attracted to you, so I wanted to leave it at that in case you definitely didn’t feel anything for me.”

You nodded in understanding and cuddled closer to him, your eyes briefly closing before a sudden thought came into your head.

“Can I tell you something?” you asked him quietly.

Seonghwa merely nodded.

“It’s a good thing you didn’t say anything through middle and high school.”

“Why is that?”

“Because you pre-puberty was just not it,” you couldn’t help but giggle. “I would’ve rejected you in the eighth grade so fast.”

“How dare you!” Seonghwa feigned injury.

His arms instantly hugged you tightly, and he lowered himself so that he could sink his teeth lightly into the skin on your neck. You let out a little yelp as he pushed his body towards yours and slightly weighing you down as his lips neared your ear.

“I’m going to make you regret telling me that,” he whispered ominously.

You were about to retort when you felt his erect dick press against your stomach. You wondered if Seonghwa was even going to let you sleep at all that day— but you already knew the answer: no.

The King-Kim Hongjoong

[Demon!Kim Hongjoong x Fem!Reader]

Warnings: smut, dom!hongjoong, inexperienced!reader, demon!Hongjoong, oral!f and m receiving, corruption kink, praise kink, use of the petname princess

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seonghwa cried as you got on one knee, proposing to him with a lego ring box. you opened it and he smiled, although the tears never stopping, he sees the pretty lego ring fitted inside. "i do." he says quietly as you rise, quickly slipping the 'diamond' ring onto his ring finger, with it fitting snuggly.

"i'm not done." and right on cue, hongjoong came out holding a 'bouquet' of 'flowers' which, you guessed it, were the lego flowers he had wanted around a month back.

seonghwa couldn't contain his excitement as he jumped and tackled you in a sweet hug, peppering your face with kisses. "i love you so much, oh my god!" he cried again as he held onto the 'bouquet', remembering to be as gentle as possible as it was fragile.

the other members come out from their hiding place to congratulate the couple. popping confetti and even bringing out a lego cake, bringing seonghwa to his knees, "you didn't have to-" you pulled him up, "i wanted to," you kissed his temple, "only the best for my fiancé!"

The Ace-Jeong Yunho

[Demon!Jeong Yunho x Fem!Reader]

Warnings: smut, slight angst, dirty talk, the smut scene in this is super self indulgent please forgive me, crying, oral (Fem recieving), edging mentions of losing one's memories, petnames: little dove, baby, sweet thing, unprotected sex, please wrap before you tap, big dick!yunho, kind of a size kink? If you squint, also kind of a hand kink? If you squint again

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You'd been visiting the Enchantress' house every day since Wooyoung had given you her address. You hadn't gone in just yet, too nervous about what would happen if you did. Wooyoung had seemed very nervous in his letter to you and as much as you wanted to know more, if Wooyoung of all people was concerned then that was enough to make you more than wary.

But not today. No today you were throwing all inhibitions out of the window and finally going to knock on the Enchantress' door in the hope of finally getting the answers you were hoping for.

So here you were, ringing the doorbell of the lavender town house where the woman resided. The soft purple was a stark contrast to the stark white of the houses other side of it and you briefly wondered how you'd never noticed any of these houses before. They were very pretty, almost picturesque and you weren't the type of person to miss things, especially not an entire row of town houses. Eric would miss them though...perhaps he was rubbing off on you.

Before you could really delve too deep into how exactly you'd missed a street full of houses for years the soft purple door swung open and you were face to face with the women from the carnival, the enchantress. She hummed softly, looking you over before nodding.

"I was wondering when you would finally pluck up the courage to ring the doorbell little dove."

Your eyes widened "You were?"

"Oh yes. I've been expecting you for weeks little dove. It did take you longer than I expected to summon Wooyoung, but no matter, you're still here." She stepped into the house and motioned for you to enter. You did, looking at her warily.

"You knew about Wooyoung?"

"Of course I did. How do you think Wooyoung got my address? His source works for me little dove, this was all part of the plan."

"And what exactly is the plan?" The Enchantress laughed and led you to her living room. The room was filled with plush lavender couches and deep purple rugs. She motioned for you to sit and you did, folding your hands in your lap. She sat across from you, picking up a tea cup in front of her and taking a sip.

"To get you to come here of course. What is it you wish to know little dove?"

"Why are the boys contracted to you? Why are they contracted to me? How do I get them out of your contract?"

"where to begin? Where to begin?" She hummed softly, delicate fingers tapping the teacup, "I suppose we'll start from your first questions."

You nodded "please."

She tapped the teacup again, nails clicking melodically against the china, before speaking. "You know they're involved with each other yes?"

"Yes, Hongjoong told me when I summoned him."

"Mm. Well did he tell you that they were dating someone else as well?"

You shook your head "he didn't mention that. No."

She laughed. A short, almost pained noise which came from her throat. "Of course he didn't. Not like he ever cared about her."

"...her?"

"My sister. I warned her countless times that she shouldn't get involved with them, they're sex demons for heaven's sake! But that only made her want to be with them more. So she started sneaking out. I knew where she was going, of course. It wasn't difficult to figure out, but she wouldn't listen to me not matter what I told her. And then they broke her heart and I had to fix it."

You frowned, that didn't sound at all like your boys. They weren't trouble at all. Well...yes they were, but not break someone's heart trouble. "Fix it? How? They're demons."

"Yes, fix it. I'm a very powerful woman little dove." She continued speaking, "so I contracted them to me. They were to stay with me until they could find someone who they truly loved because they couldn't seem to love my sister the way she deserved," she laughed "That's why they're contracted to you. The card is used to pick their next...attempt."

"And if they don't fall in love at the end of the contract?"

"Then we start all over again with a new person."

"So..." you began to speak slowly "if they do fall in love?"

"Then I let them go. But it's not that simple, they'll never fall in love."

"But what if they do?" She began to laugh and it made a sinking feeling form in your stomach. "I'm serious. What if they fall in love?"

"Oh I know you're serious little dove which is why I'm laughing. They won't, especially not with you."

You felt your throat tighten up and a lump formed. You weren't going to cry, not in front of her. You knew it was a possibility that they weren't actually in love with you, but all those things they said, they were real...right?

"But what if they do?" Your voice was as level as you could make it even as you felt tears begin to form in the corners of your eyes.

"Then they have to prove it to me. And I'll let them go to be with whoever they're in love with. But you, my little dove, if they're in love with you that is, will forget everything about them. They'll have a clean slate to start over with you."

You felt the tears begin to fall and you wiped them away quickly, standing up. You didn't want to forget them, you couldn't forget them. That was...if they were even in love with you. "Thank you for speaking with me, I need to go now."

The Enchantress smiled and nodded "Of course you do. I will see you again one day little dove."

You nodded and all but sprinted out of her house and back onto the street, into the pouring rain, the droplets mixing with the tears now falling freely down your face.

Because of course it was raining.

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You'd practically been crying since you got home, now curled up on your bed in your fluffiest pair of pyjamas and the playing card in your hand. You didn't want to talk to Hongjoong or Seonghwa, not wanting to get a lecture and you didn't want to talk to Wooyoung, not being able to face him. But there were other people you could talk to and all you had to do was flip over the card. Yunho would be there for you. He would do anything for you.

"Even fuck away the pain," you whispered. You weren't crying anymore but your emotions were still flying a million miles a minute and you were still sniffling. You closed your eyes and whispered another "Yunho can fuck the pain away," before flipping over the card.

"I was wondering when you were...baby? Are you okay?"

You opened your eyes to see Yunho standing in front of you, eyes filled with concern. You took a deep breath and willed the tears to not start again. "I went and saw her."

Yunho tilted his head and moved closer, cupping your face, "Who baby?"

"The Enchantress. Wooyoung gave me her address, I just wanted to help you guys but she said that you'd broken her sister's heart? And that you didn't know how to love and that's why you were in this contract and that if you could prove that you were in love with someone," you shook your head, "with me then she'd let you go, but I'd forget you guys and you'd have to start again but I don't want to forget you guys..." you grabbed Yunho's hands "that's if you end up falling in love with me."

Yunho smiled softly even with the sadness in his eyes and he thumbed over your cheek. "We're all a little bit in love with you y/n. You should see the way Hongjoong lights up when he talks about you. The way that him and Seonghwa and Yeosang will sit for hours trying to work out how we can be with you for good. How we can get out of the contract. Even if we aren't all the way in love with you, just like you're not all the way in love with us," he kissed the top of your head "we can grow to be."

You nodded "but my memories..."

"You think Wooyoung will ever let you properly forget about him? Absolutely no way baby. He'll do anything to be with you, past memories of him or not. We all will."

"You really care about me that much?"

Yunho smiled and leaned down to kiss you softly, sweetly, like you were the most precious thing in the world. His hands slipped down your fluffy pyjama shirt and pulled you closer to him. When the kiss broke he pressed several small kisses to your face, making you giggle. "We really do care about you that much."

"Yunho," you sighed softly, moving a bit so that his hands slipped onto your bare skin.

"What do you want y/n?"

"Please show me," you whispered softly, "show me how much you care about me."

"Are you sure?" He began to lie you onto your bed, big hands moving further under your pyjama shirt to slip it off, your arms lifting up to let him. "I don't want you to be doing this, just because you think you have to."

"Yunho, I want to," you pressed your lips against his, "Please."

He grinned and kissed you again, fingers trailing over the curve of your breasts and thumbing your nipples gently to make you moan. "As you wish y/n." He whispered against your lips before kissing you again, his big hands making a trail down your body to the waistband of your pyjama pants. You felt goosebumps raise on your skin and you giggled softly against his mouth.

"Tickles Yunho."

"Yeah? That's cute."

You laughed again "I'm supposed to be sexy Yunho."

"You're incredibly sexy y/n," he smiled trailing kisses down your neck, between the valley of your breasts and down your stomach, "gonna be even sexier with my head between your thighs." He snapped his fingers softly to remove both your pyjama pants and his own clothes before moving his head down between your thighs. "You're okay with this?"

"Yes please Yunho, yes!"

He chuckled and blew gently on your pussy lips before diving in. He began with soft kitten licks at your clit before pulling away to spit directly on your pussy. "Yunho!" You gasped and it made him laugh as he slurped up his spit with your juices beginning to lick you again, with even more fever than before. Whatever you were going to scold him for died on your tongue as you dissolved into a mess of gasps and moans, fingers threading through Yunho's hair in a weak attempt to ground yourself. He groaned into your pussy, fingers coming to probe at your entrance.

"Can I open you up for me sweet thing?"

You nodded, gasping out a soft 'yes,' and he immediately slipped two fingers inside of you, scissoring them gently.

"Taste delicious my sweet baby. Gonna feel so good on my cock."

"You think?" You whimpered, arching into Yunho when his fingers curled into you.

"I know," he grinned before going back to his work.

If you didn't know that Yunho was a demon you would definitely have called him one when he pulled away from your pussy right as you were on the edge. You whined in frustration, pouting at Yunho as he hovered over you with a grin on his face. "What was that for? I was right there."

"I know baby," he tapped his cock over your entrance "Want you coming on my cock."

He pushed inside of you and you gasped, eyes rolling back at the feeling. "Fuck Yunho, so big."

"Yeah? You like my big cock filling you up?"

"Yes...yes. Please move. Please please fuck me."

He grinned before beginning to fuck you. Deep and passionate and hard, long, pretty fingers circling over your clit from the get go. Yunho was drinking up the melody of moans and whines you were producing as he fucked you, answering with his own harmony of deep groans and grunts.

"Fuck! Needy pussy just sucking me in. You're going to make me cum soon."

You were already so close from Yunho's edging from before and you hold was clenching sporadically around him. You pulled Yunho into a kiss as you fell over the edge, moaning into his mouth. He fucked you through your orgasm, burying himself deep inside you when he reached his own.

The two of you stayed connected for a while, panting against each other's lips. You smiled softly at Yunho and pecked him. "Thank you Yunho."

"You don't need to thank me y/n. It's my pleasure to be with you, really."

You giggled softly and kissed him again, the both of you gasping once more as Yunho pulled out, his eyes moving to watch the cum drip out of you slowly. "Oh wow," you whispered softly.

"Yeah that's hot," Yunho looked so serious and it made you both dissolve into laughter. "It is! Don't laugh at me y/n!"

"I'm not laughing Yunho, I promise."

"Good, want me to clean you up?"

You nodded "Yes please."

"And then..." he began slowly, kissing your head "We can talk to the others about your outing today."

You winced "Do we have to?"

"You know the answer to that y/n."

Yunho was right. You did know the answer to that.

You needed to talk to them.

A/n: Aaahhh I'm so sorry this is late but here is the next chapter of pick a card!!! Thank you so much for being so patient with me and my crazy schedule and I hope this meets your expectations, even if it is a little more plot heavy than some of the other chapters. Let me know what you think through asks and replies and if you'd like to be added to the taglist!

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