That's His Comfy Hyung

That's his comfy hyung ❣

Seonghwa: First Date

pairing: seonghwa x fem! reader

Word Count: 726

Warning: Involves mature content containing vulgar activities and language. Minors do NOT interact.

Includes:

Praising, Dirty Talk, Swearing, Pet Names, Desperate Seonghwa, Release on Clothes, Grinding

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His cock ached in anticipation. Craved to be engulfed by your wet cunt, exploring the depth ends of your vulnerability. Destined to share that precious moment with you, the thought dizzied him. Clouded in his brain, he was finally going to have you. Lingering the night was the goal.

“S-Seonghwa…”

The sweet melody of your voice hung in the air. Thumps resonated in his heart and his throbbing dick, sedating him. He could feel you, the wetness of your bare dripping pussy seeping in. The harsh rhythms of your hips pressed your slick on his hardened, clothed bulge.

You reeked with desperation— he sensed it. Desperation to get yourself off increased his level of eagerness to make you come undone.

“I know Princess…”, Seonghwa cooed, hands sliding against your smooth skin. Caressing your legs, he’d headed to clasp on the underside of your plushy thighs. Veins shredded through his thin flesh, streaking underneath as he squeezed. “You keep going for me…You’re doing amazing”

Your whines.

They drove him insane, on the edge of insanity. His contained composure cracked, but not yet crumbled. He was tempted to flip you over on the sofa, yet allowed you to work your hips on him.

Seonghwa craved you for long— too long.

He couldn’t scrutinized anything with impatience. Creating long last memories in your living room meant more than anything. He needed this to be permanently engraved in your mind— the perfect ending to your first date.

“F-Feels g-good H-Hwa”

Your cries echoed in his ears like an empty cave. Air winded his chest— the buttons on his vest loosened and undone as you yanked, clinging for dear life. “G-Gonna c-cum soon…”

Soon?

It was his key sign to make you release now. He needed you to.

Matched rhythm, Seonghwa grind, amplifying the pleasure for you and himself— his pulsated cock. Determination stroke within, driven by the crazed wails and moans spewed from your lips.

“I’m aware doll face~”

Gruffness filled his tone. The acceleration of his heart beat increased whilst his hips moved rougher. His cock twitched, begging to be released.

“Bet your pussy is aching to release, isn’t it?”

Thoughts were spoken into words. Peace settled, the bliss freeing him as he continued. “You deserve it…You deserve to be fucking spoiled”

Leant back, he caught a glimpse of you:

Face fucked out and scrunched, your lips were wide agape. Your eyes were shut, random strays of your hair peeked messily. Your dress was ruffled, bunched on your hips; the thin strap gliding down your shoulder, exposing your skin. You looked beyond ethereal.

An animalistic growl fled from him. “Fuck, you look so pretty for me baby~”

His palms roamed, head spun in circles as the surface of your smooth skin grazed his touch. The grip on your thighs freed, swooping upwards to grasp on your nude ass. “You look prettier than I imagined. Can’t wait to finally fuck you…”

Hues of red splayed over your glistening skin, flushed with a tinted blush. Your neck dampened, shining with the residue of your sweat. He knew you were very close.

“I wanted you for too long Princess~”

His airways felt as if they were closing in. The shakiness was visible, peaked through his words. Nostrils were caressed with the sweet scent of cherry blossoms, pulling you even closer to him. “Waited too long to fuck you~”

“S-Seonghwa! P-Please—”

Tingles jolted throughout his body, the shriek that left from you pierced through him. Your dainty fingers combed his black, long tresses— the air whisked as the bucket hat fled long ago. He’d moved his hips harsher.

Mind blank, gushiness sunk in past his restraints. Lewd squelching hung loosely in the air— a hazed feeling washed over him. His cock was teased, hinted with the sweetness of your nectar.

“Fuck doll face~”

Saliva pooled in his mouth— your breasts neared his face, perked nicely. The tender flesh was loose, partially covered by your dress and bra. His lips ached, trembled as his leant in to place gentle kisses on your skin. Lips stung with anticipation.

There was one more thing left to do— the thing that would complete him.

“Need to be inside of you…”

Seonghwa mumbled across your skin, breathed between each soft kiss. “Is that okay with you Princess?”

The whiney ‘yes’ was all he needed.

tw: drabble, smut no fluff, pegging, very rough and mean femdom, sub!seonghwa, degradation no praise, heavy overstimulation, crying, begging, quite scary

w/c: 0.9k

a/n: its 4am and well shit

"youre a little slut, aren't you?" you murmur to him as he slowly adjusts to the dildo you halfway inserted into him. he is on his back facing you, his knees pressed onto his chest, taking all the harsh treatment. your delicate fingers caress his soft cheek, wiping his tears. he moans pathetically, "please, please."

"please what, doll?" you say, gently sliding your fingers down his flawless skin. "please..." his weak voice shakes as well as his entire body, aligning with the cruel vibrations. "please, let me cum," he cries. he knows that if he came without your permission, you would give him no mercy.

"not yet," you chuckle, watching how defeated he shows to be. you love how weak he is. you love the way his own cock is coated with your own arousal from previously. you love the way you came four times tonight, while he has not at all.

"you're so small," you say, beginning to insert one finger beside your dildo to stretch him. you heard his breath fall short, growing silent at the sudden unforgiving feeling, and you smile. you insert two, and he grows stiff, tears now flowing out of his eyes. you insert three, and he bites his tongue, unable to take anymore. you attempt to insert a fouth one in, but he is too small for that.

once youre done pottering, you take away your hand to grab his tiny waist. you begin to move in circles. every bit of pleasure seonghwa ever feels never goes unseen; it shows in his expressions vastly. he moans with his lips closed, as though trying to stay silent to no use. it's embarrassing for how sensitive he is. you begin to notice certain angles which trigger him most, focusing on them. you pause, and start to slowly penetrate deeper towards the most influencial spot.

"please theretheretheretherethere," he muffles. his eyes widen when you begin to fully insert the rest of the dick inside of him, and he whines so loudly as he expected lesser of its size. he couldn't adjust in time.

with no regard for his comfort, you pull out and slam into the very sweet spot.

he screams, his cum poured everywhere. he attempted to hold it in, but he couldn't. it felt so good. he releases a cascade of beautiful wails before he begins to sob. the damage is done.

"i- im sorry," he mumbles. "please."

you dismissed his response immediately, pulling out slowly and thrusting into him again towards the very same spot. he screams so much louder, now trembling from the sensation.

"you're so fucking loud. you're a spoiled little whore, you hear me?" you say, and his only response was a silent wince. you vigorously slap his round ass. he moans, crying more.

"a spoiled," "fucking," "whore."

you punctuated each of your final words with a sharp thrust forward, seonghwa releasing loud yells at each one. you genuinely doubt if the entire neighborhood didn't hear him.

"ahh... please- please.. please go easy.. please," he mutters.

"oh, you can take it," you reply, and he moans to another thrust. "a shit like you could take it."

he clenches.

you then start to fuck him, finally. you pushed towards all his sensitive areas, abusing them.

the speed was moderate, yet to seonghwa, he is barely handling it right now. his couldnt help rolling his eyes back as he lets out the most broken cries, but he refuses to admit that it feels so good.

having applied too much mascara, he's a sobbing mess, begging and crying for you. yearning for your utmost love.

your thrusts gradually become strong, as though you're aiming to go the deepest possible. at this extent, youre abusing the spot against his prostate, ruining his inside, beating him as hard as you could. seonghwa's eyes are shut as he's wailing louder now, his moans deep every thrust and conveying his sufferage. his tears coat his cheeks. he sounds exhausted, yet overwhelmed.

until you strike a specific part with that strength, his eyes widen and his entire body electricutes. he releases a second time, and all the fluids spill everywhere. a chain of the loudest squirms fill the room.

his back arches against the sheets.

he cries out louder and higher in pitch. his narrow, red tongue slightly sticks outwards, following the leaking saliva and other fluids. his trembling begins to worsen, his body tense and struggling to get away from you.

"wait- ahh~~ too-.. too much-"

the mixture of sweat and tears running down his face and the sound of his moans grants you a sense of satisfaction. you feel like you have complete control over him as he lies below you, crying and begging you to stop. he is powerless and helpless, fully under your control. you know he likes this.

the tight grazing ropes binding his wrists shuffle above him, restricting him from his will to get away. as he begs for mercy, you begin to grant the opposite.

you thrust at a faster, animalistic pace. you watch his eyes roll backwards from the overwhelming sensation, tensing himself, holding in his voice to process the feeling. however, it leads to no avail; his silence was only temporary when he begins to squirm louder than before, high sounds he never thought he could make. he clenches on the artificial dick as though he is trying to milk you. you care to no extent, fucking all sorts of fluids into his tight little hole.

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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤 ; 𝐛𝐜

[afab!reader. reader has trouble falling asleep so chan helps her. established relationship. flirting. unprotected sex (don’t!!). begging. kinda sub!chan but also kinda switch chan at the end? creampie. daddy kink if you squint but not really. mention of multiple rounds. 18+ only. minors dni.]

wc: 1,8k

i’ve been having trouble falling asleep lately so yeah i came up with this.

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“Can’t sleep?”

Chris’ voice makes you jump, and some of the tea accidentally spills onto the countertop as you pour it inside your mug. It’s past three a.m. and you can’t sleep. It’s been happening a lot more frequently lately, it’s made perfectly obvious by the dark circles under your eyes.

Chris comes closer to you. He wraps one of his arms around your waist and presses a kiss on your temple. “You making tea?”

“Chamomile,” you snort, “with melatonin. It’s supposed to help me relax and fall asleep faster.”

“And does it usually work?”

You shrug. “I’ve been making myself chamomile for the past week but it hasn’t really helped a lot.”

Chris frowns. “How long has it been since you slept properly?”

You look concerned. “Properly?” Chris nods. “Dunno. Maybe a month?”

“A month?” Chris’ jaw nearly drops out of shock. “Baby… I can’t believe you’ve gone a month without sleeping.”

“Like you haven’t done exactly the same before,” you smile at him, bringing the warm mug to your lips and taking a sip of your drink. “Besides, I’m fine. It’s not like I don’t sleep at all— I just sleep a couple of hours at night, but sometimes I take a quick nap or two during the day.”

“A quick nap or two?” Chris groans. “Baby, it’s not healthy. You need to sleep at night, your body needs it.”

You pout. “I know, I know. But it’s not my fault!” You protest, finishing your chamomile. “I try to sleep. I just can’t.”

Chris waits for you to place the empty mug in the sink before he comes to put his hands on your hips, pressing his chest on yours. He kisses your cheek.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He whispers into your ear — goosebumps all over your skin. “You know I know the magic trick to make you fall asleep in record time.”

You playfully roll your eyes at him, pretending you’re not actually intrigued by what he’s implying.

“I know. But I didn’t want to wake you up for that,” you put your hands on his chest, drawing imaginary shapes over his black tank top. He usually sleeps shirtless but he must’ve put it on before coming downstairs looking for you.

“You think I’d deny a good ol’ night of lovemaking to my girlfriend?” Chris huffs. “Pf. You must be crazy. Completely out of your mind, my love.”

“Lovemaking?” You quirk an eyebrow at him. “Who even uses that word anymore? Only a simp like you,” you boop his nose.

“Hey, now, don’t make fun of me,” Chris says, licking his lips. He nuzzles your cheek. “I’m just madly in love with you.”

A kiss on your jaw. One more on your neck, and you’re putty in his hands, feeling your knees give in under his touch.

“So… what d’you say?” His hands grip your hips tighter. “Will you let me help you?”

“Help me… how?”

You want to tease him just a bit more — but he knows you. He knows you like the back of his hand, he knows you want him just as much as he wants you.

“I’m gonna make you come so hard you’re gonna sleep until tomorrow’s afternoon.”

“Think you can keep your promise, big boy?” You draw a heart on Chris’ chest with the tip of your finger.

“Don’t underestimate me, babygirl.”

He lifts you up effortlessly, and you take the opportunity to squeeze his flexed muscles, feeling them tense under your touch even more. You bite your lip as a reflex, seeing the effects of the weeks he spent in the gym does something to you. Chris carries you to the bedroom, then lays you gently on the bed. He tries to dive in between your legs with his tongue and mouth, but you stop him, and he looks at you with curious eyes.

You whisper that you crave to feel him inside instead and he’s on top of you in record time, body pressed on yours and everything that comes with it — his arms around your waist, his lips on your neck, legs entangled. Everything is as it should be. Chris’ top comes off, and then your top comes off, and then you’re both naked, Chris’ expert fingers all over your body, his hard-on sliding up and down your folds.

“I want you so bad—” Chris gasps, leaving open-mouthed kisses all over your collarbone. “Can’t wait to be inside you.”

You cup one of his asscheeks in your hand, squeezing the soft flesh. “I can tell,” you giggle, kissing his neck, “you’re so hard for me, baby. So big and hard.”

It’s dark, and you can’t see Chris’ face — however, you’re one hundred percent sure he’s blushing and as red as a pepper in the face because his skin is burning hot when you kiss him on the cheek. He’s super cute, getting flustered even when his bare cock is completely wet with your essence.

“You ready f’me?” Chris mumbles in between kisses, as if he couldn’t feel how wet you are for him and only him.

“Y-Yeah,” you gasp when he presses inside you, taking your breath away, a small ah sound leaving your lips.

“So tight…” Chris whispers more to himself, bottoming out inside of you until his balls are pressed on your ass. “All for me. My baby, all nice and wet for me.”

You wrap your arms around him, circling him entirely, scratching his back with your fingernails — not hard enough to leave marks, but hard enough to make him moan and grunt and whimper like crazy. He rocks his hips to meet yours, cock swelling up and twitching inside of you with each thrust.

Chris bites down your neck as his hand slides between your bodies and between your thighs to rub you there. He feels your walls clenching around him, trapping him inside you as your body shakes and trembles with the force of your orgasm. You pull him closer, sink your teeth into his skin, wrap your legs around his waist as you come.

“Yeah. That’s right— come for me,” he encourages you. “S-Show me how good I’m makin’ you feel,” he grunts, close himself. “O-Oh, fuck, look at that— you look so hot when you cum, baby.”

His thrusts speed up, and you feel overstimulated in the best way as he keeps hitting a precise spot inside of you. And then, he’s begging to come, and you decide to have your fun with him.

“I’m close. I’m close, babygirl,” he gasps, “I’m gonna fill you up so good, I promise.”

“Good boys ask for permission to cum,” you tell him and Chris’ eyes widen as he looks up at you in shock because he truly is so close to reaching his high.

“B-Babygirl…” he tries to slow down his movements inside of you. “What?”

You run your fingers through his hair — Chris whimpers weakly when you tug at it.

“Tell me,” you whisper in his ear. You allow your other hand to travel all over his body, scratching the sensitive skin a bit harder as he practically melts right there on top of you. “Tell me how much you love my pussy. How much you want to cum inside me.”

If you thought Chris’ face was hot before — now it was incandescent.

“So much,” he gasps, closing his eyes as you squeeze him tighter inside of you. “M-My favourite pussy in the world. The- the only one f’me,” he whines pathetically.

You forcefully grab and squeeze the flesh of his ass, knowing it drives him crazy.

“Wan’… wan’ to come inside of you,” Chris grabs a fistful of your hair and tugs at it as his whole body shakes — he feels slightly embarrassed by the filthy words escaping his mouth, but he’s also so so turned on by it.

“Yeah?” You nuzzle his hair, and kiss his forehead. “How badly?”

“So bad,” he doesn’t hesitate to answer you. “Need to— need to make you mine. Need to fill you up.”

“Beg for me, baby,” you gasp, on the verge of another orgasm already. “Beg to cum in this pussy.”

“Please,” Chris moans loudly — your neighbours are going to hate you. “Baby, please— please let me cum inside you. Don’t you want to feel it?”

And suddenly you’re about to cum for the second time and you want to do it together with Chris.

“Come. Do it inside, Chris, please,” you gasp out loud, feeling the familiar warmth in your belly, toes curling and walls clenching and unclenching around him. “Please, Chris— daddy!”

He buries himself deep inside of you as he fills you up quietly, muffling his sounds into your skin as he bites down your collarbone.

You take your time coming down from your orgasms. You stay there, wrapped in each others’ arms, until your limbs go numb and you feel Chris soften inside of you, causing his warm cum to ooze out of you, ending up on the sheets. He rolls off you, still breathing heavily, and lies down onto the mattress, staring at the ceiling.

“So,” he clears his throat. “Uhm. Daddy, uh? Haha,” he tries not to come off embarrassed but fails miserably.

You cover your face with both of your hands, hiding in his chest, embarrassed yourself. You weren’t expecting to blurt out that word out of the blue. It was just a fantasy of yours, but you never thought you’d actually call Chris that.

“Shut up,” you whine. “I’m so embarrassed.”

Chris hugs you. “Aw, why?”

“‘Cause it just slipped out. Dunno how. I’m sorry.”

Chris kisses you — on the forehead, on the cheek, on the lips, everywhere.

“You’re so cute,” he giggles. “I didn’t mind it, just so you know. But you’re so cute when you’re embarrassed.”

After a while, he asks, “did it work? D’you feel sleepy?”

He peppers your shoulder with kisses and you know where this is going, but you don’t mind it in the slightest.

“Hmm, I think I could go another round,” you smirk at him.

“Oh?” Chris bites down his lip. “Well, ain’t you greedy? Asking for round two at…” he leans in to read the time on the digital clock on his nightstand, “four-thirty in the morning?”

“I’m always greedy when it comes to you.”

Chris wraps his arm around your waist and flips you over so you’re straddling him, legs on each side of his hips. He doesn’t mind that his own cum is leaking all over him.

“I wan’ you on top this time,” he grunts, hands coming to palm and cup your ass. “Wan’ see those cute tits while you ride me. And if you’re still not tired after this, I’ll want you on all fours.”

“Well, ain’t you greedy?” You mock him, challenging him.

He lands a light slap on your ass. You let out a squeak. “Brat. I think daddy should teach you a lesson or two,” he whispers into your ear.

“Chris!” You gasp, shocked.

Needless to say, Chris fucks you breathtakingly good. Needless to say, you do end up on all fours, begging for a third round. And needless to say, both you and Chris don’t wake up until late in the afternoon.

Turns out he really knows the magic trick to help you fall asleep.

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"My fav position" || drabble || jeong yunho

"okay okay ..." you exhale but a smile and giggles were still evident on your lips. after having a minute of laughing with yunho as you both drank wine the entire night after having a nice dinner.

you both were back in the hotel, outside the balcony and chilling as the night sky shines like the city lights below you.

"what is your most used or your favorite sex position that you won't get tired doing it again and again?" you lick your lips before taking a sip of your wine while you waited for yunho's answer.

yunho contemplated on what to answer, he had done sex multiple times in his youth (24) and now that he's 30, he thinks thoroughly what got him hard and cumming so fast. he had a thinking face that you kick his arm gently with your foot.

yunho chuckles, grabbing your ankles, "hey i'm thinking here! a little respect!" he drags you down on the big white couch. you squeal, raising the glass up so it won't do much damage. yunho place his glass and took yours before fully pulling down to his lap.

having you in between his legs, yours around resting on his hips. you bit your lip as you look up at his small features that made you fall in love with him. you were snap out of your thoughts when yunho leaned down, your knees were somehow touching your sides as he did so.

automatically, your hands were on his hair as yunho rest himself on your chest, "this ... this is the kind of position that i wouldn't get enough."

you hummed, playing with his hair, "why so?"

he raises his head, clearly just making eye-contact with you before you gasp following a sensual groan. yunho, who was position exactly between your legs, humps himself right where your pussy is.

"i could go deeper in this position, i could hold you closer to me as i fuck you mercilessly ... fuck~ i love to hear you moaning, begging for me to cum~" as he talks, his hips didn't stop moving. the way he dries humps your wetting pussy had your head spinning from the ecstasy building on your stomach and from the wine.

"w-what else?" yunho chuckles dryly, hands going down to your waist to give it a squeeze, "oh darling~ i love it when you i make out with you as you pull my hair as i speed up, the tip of my dick hitting that spot that had you squirting out so much ... oh baby i fucking love it when you wet the bed and my dick."

his hips work faster, your mouth gape open as you pull on the back of his hair making yunho whimper, holding you closer as he felt a turmoil in his stomach. you were close to.

"fuck fuck fuck, creampie you at the end of the day is like cherry on top." broken moans slips out of you as you squirm underneath him as you reach your orgasm, dry orgasm.

yunho cried as he also came, panting slightly. his head resting on the crook of your neck, you chuckle running your hands from his nape down to his back.

" ... then why don't you do it again, if you love it so much?"

yunho looks at you, eyes dilated at how you boldly ask him, "then don't beg me to stop."