STOOOPPPPPPP NO IM CRYING WHAT THIS IS THE SADDEST FIC IVE READ OMG

STOOOPPPPPPP NO IM CRYING WHAT THIS IS THE SADDEST FIC IVE READ OMG 😭

j.yunho {espresso for two?}

cafe love m.list || k.hongjoong || p.seonghwa || j.yunho || k.yeosang || c.san || s.mingi || j.wooyoung || c.jongho

I change the location from New York to Japan. hehehe

Jeong Yunho.

Just the name sent a fresh wave of nausea crashing over you. Two weeks. Two measly weeks since he'd so casually declared, "We need some space," his voice as smooth and forgettable as the lukewarm latte he always ordered.

Space? What for?

It wasn't supposed to end this way. You and Yunho have been together for three years, a whirlwind romance that blossomed during your college days. He is your everything: the man who is charming, funny, with a smile that could melt glaciers. Spent hours lost in conversation, future plans whispered over steaming mugs of chamomile tea at your apartment after a long day of class or even workloads, the very one you now toiled in, perpetually surrounded by the bittersweet aroma of love and heartbreak.

The cracks started appearing subtly. Late-night texts unanswered, cancelled dates for "work emergencies," a growing distance that chilled you to the bone. You tried, you did— clinging to the remnants of what you both had, showering him with affection that felt increasingly one-sided. Then came the bombshell – a text, impersonal and cold, informing you of his "need for space."

Your world had tilted on its axis. The vibrant cafe, once a haven of shared laughter and stolen glances, now felt suffocating. Your co-workers, bless their oblivious souls, tried their best. Your senior head took notice of your distant and pale face–offering you to take a quick break which you deny saying that you just haven’t retouched yet after the morning rush, Wooyoung the ever-optimistic barista, bombarded you with motivational quotes. And Seonghwa, the stoic manager, offered gruff words of support (his way of showing he cared). But nothing could mend the gaping hole in your chest.

A particularly demanding customer snapped you out of your reverie. Her shrill voice, laced with entitlement, taking a deep breath, you plastered on a customer service smile, channelling your internal turmoil into forced cheer. Maybe, just maybe, a day spent slinging coffee and feigning happiness would numb the ache a little.

But as you steamed milk softly, the bell above the cafe door chimed, a jarring note in the morning lull. Your gaze flicked up, drawn by a sudden prickle of unease. There, by the counter, stood Jeong Yunho. His usual carefree demeanour was replaced by a shadowed weariness. Your breath hitched, a thousand unspoken words churning in your stomach.

He hadn't changed much. The same tousled hair, the same charming smile – a smile that now felt like a stranger's. He scanned the menu, a flicker of surprise crossing his features when your eyes met. Silence stretched between us, thick and suffocating.

"I—," he finally said, his voice strained. "Hi …"

Your heart pounded a frantic rhythm against my ribs. A million questions bubbled up, but professionalism reigned supreme. You plastered on a neutral smile, "Did you find anything you like, sir?" You managed, your voice surprisingly steady. Adam's apple bob before a small slick smirk creeps on the corner of his lips, “Yeah … you.”You rose an eyebrow, finally showing your emotions that went from ‘Fuck! my ex is here!’ to ‘Let me punch him, the audacity!’. He saw your reaction, his eyes darted on the menu before crawling his throat, “J-Just espresso ..” “Take out or dine in?” “Dine .. in”

You look down to punch his order, “Do you want to add anything, sir?” He shakes his head but his lips move again, stuttering, “M-Make it two .. please.”

You breathe sharply before giving him the receipt after he pays for the two espresso, telling him to sit for a while. He nodded before mumbling a ‘thank you’. As you pulled the shot, stolen glances confirmed the changes you sensed. Dark circles marred Yunho's eyes, etching lines of fatigue onto his previously youthful face. The weight of the world seemed to press down on his broad shoulders. A pang of sympathy warred with the anger still simmering within you.Just why? Where did it all go wrong?

When your barista announces Yunho’s name, you watch in the corner of your eye as he places himself on the window side of the cafe with the two espresso in his hand. As you punch the order of the customer in front of you, a tap on the shoulder interrupts your work, you look over to see Seonghwa with an anticipated look over his usual stoic look, “Yes manager-nim?”He breathes sharply, eyes flicking towards somewhere before looking back at you, “You can take a break … someone needs to see you and let them explain themself.”

You immediately knew who he was talking about. You know Yunho never goes unprepared and certainly, he comes with a fixed mindset.

You sigh, removing your apron as Seonghwa rubs your back soothingly before he places the apron on him to take care of your position. You look at the side to see your senior head, giving you an encouraging smile along with the others cheering on you. You felt grateful as they have been supportive of your relationship with Yunho for a short while of announcing about your boyfriend with minimal information about him yet they never ask you questions about it until you do so.You approached his table, sat down opposite of him. He had an awkward look on his face, “Yunho please get to the point, rush hour will be an hour—”

“I’m sorry.” Those simple words were so easy to say yet the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat. The air hung heavy with unspoken words. Yunho's apology, though sincere, seemed like the tip of a much larger iceberg. The man across the table fidgeted, hesitant to dismiss an apology so abruptly. The tension crackled between them, amplified by the approaching rush hour Yunho himself had mentioned.

"My excuse won’t do justice to the pain you went through and my sorry can not heal all those pain .The pain you feel is a constant reminder of my failings. I have doubted myself so much that I have neglected you and become selfish for my own emotions and at the end, I have regret all of those things, I have regret ever hurting you, rejecting your small offerings or even your love— I am sorry.” Yunho spoke with sincerity in every word he said, his hands were clinging on the cup of his espresso—controlling himself to not take your hands—while his eyes were glued to you the whole time.

You were slightly taken back, his words were piercing through your head. Your heart soars to the extent that, maybe just maybe, he did regret what he had done. You have known Yunho for as long as you both were before in the stage of dating, you have seen him grow to be a man and you have seen how he came to learn from who he was and what he is today.

Yet there goes the mind from letting you decide from your emotions. Your thoughts run through the painful days you have cried, doubted or even questioned your worth— you were also afraid to go on your days without thinking of your looks that had you wearing a mask to cover yourself— you were a complete and shattered person inside your apartment. The battle between your head and your heart, it is hard to listen.

Yunho, being the observant he is, took notice of your shaking eyes and contemplated heart. He knows what’s going through your head, every thought and he cannot blame you. Even he would be in a complicated mess if your ex suddenly came into your life after months of disappearing after a text so shitty.

“You do not have to talk or anything, I just came by to explain and maybe … have a closure before I go.” Your eyes that were fixed on the table slowly, trails towards his glassy eyes.

“Cl-Closure? Yunho what–” Why does he need closure? You were confused, your heart was expecting something more from what he had mentioned even though your mind had concluded that he will ask for a second chance but this? A closure? That is something you weren least expecting!

Yunho’s head nodded, a small smile on his lips, “Yeah– I have .. thought about it that you deserve an apology… “ He looks around the small cafe, eyes twinkling in admiration before his eyes settle back to you. The softness never left and it made your heart hurt, “I may have not talked to you for weeks but I have come across you a few times and I have seen you grow day by day. You slowly regain back that smile, your contagious laugh and your glow. You deserve so much more than the pain I cause you.” Both of your eyes were turning glossy, his nose was clogging making his voice slightly muffled yet no tears were evident.

Finally, he lets go of the cup and reaches for your hand which you let him hold on to. He squeezes them like he used to, “And you deserve those, you deserve a better chapter … without me.”

There, the water in your eyes had finally streamed down your cheeks when he gave you the smile that you have adored. A smile that reassures you that things will be okay, eventually. You’re gonna be okay and that he will be there to support you.

“Yu-Yunho …” Yunho shakes his head, giving your hand a final squeeze before letting them go. You jerk slightly, wanting to hold him again, “I’m off to Japan with my mom. Seoul will always hold a piece of my heart, but Japan has pushed me in ways I never imagined. I've grown here, found a strength and independence I never knew I had. As much as it pains me, returning feels like something I have wanted. Our paths have diverged, and forcing them together wouldn't be fair to either of us.”

Yunho reaches over, wiping a stray tear, you shamelessly lean into his touch. Yunho’s breath hitches, itching to hold you back in his arms but he has to do it, he has made up his mind that things have reason to happen, “Maybe someday, our paths will realign. Until then, I'll cherish the memories we made.” He stood up, giving you the other cup of espresso while the other tight in his hand.

He looks at you one last time before leaving the cafe. As the door chime hits close, your body shakes as silent sobs echo the, now deserted cafe. The tears blinded yet love never does it, it wounded you to make you wake up in reality that things were over and the questions of him leaving you were answered.

You look at the cup of espresso in front of you, and more tears fall on your cheeks as you read the letters, ‘Espresso for two?’ the inscription seemed to scream, each word a fresh tear on your heart.

You traced the lettering with a trembling finger, the memory flooding back. It was his idea, a silly spur-of-the-moment purchase during a weekend, he had to pull you out from your shift and drag you out to have the rest of the day with him. You'd laughed, teasing him about his overenthusiasm for a simple coffee cup. "What if you never have someone to share it with?" you'd joke, never truly believing it.

He'd squeezed your hand, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Then it'll be a reminder of me sharing this espresso with you so i could espresso my love for you," he'd promised, his voice laced with a confidence you envied now. You laugh at his joke, making him chuckle as your enthusiastic laugh echoes down the street.

A sob escaped your lips, the sound harsh in the sudden silence of the cafe— despite your co-workers glancing at you once in a while to check up on you. The espresso remained untouched, a cold, bitter echo of a love that had turned as quickly as burnt milk. But even through the fog of grief, a flicker of defiance sparked. Wiping your tears, you straightened your spine. Maybe it wasn't meant for two today, but that didn't mean it couldn't be filled someday.

You finish the cup in a go, eyebrow furrowed. You have made up your mind a little to late, but there are things were meant on a perfect time.

You look outside by the cafe windows, "I'll share the espresso with you again."

part 2? another ending? idk 😭😅

NAH IM SOBBING RN 😭

ONLY MY NAME (pt2) || OT8/Wooyoung centric

Read part 1 here: Say My Name

Genre: Smut, Angst

Pairing: OT8!Ateez x Fem Reader (but Wooyoung x Fem Reader centric)

Word Count: 3.7K

Warnings/tags: Incubus!Ateez, unprotected sex, oral sex, fingering, some m x m action, dirty talk, degrading, petnames (aka San calling reader 'kitten'), squirting, pussyslapping, namecalling (slut, whore), spanking, size kink, strength kink, masturbation, handjob, bit of nipple play, cum eating, tiny bit of spitting, titfucking, thighfucking a little blasphemy bc duh, impossible love au, mentions of death, mentions of suic*de (Please seek help if you are struggling with this <3),

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'I'll be thinking about you

-Wooyoung'

His message played on and on in your head, as it had for days, weeks even. The memory of Wooyoung distracted you in your daily work, schedules and even when you were cooking. You already burned your food twice last week while thinking about him.

Now it was not that you didn't enjoy the other seven demons who had ravished you, you had never felt more bliss. But something about Wooyoung felt so special, so familiar.

As if his cum was some kind of elixir, a potion, he had you under some kind of demon love-desire spell, you were sure. You had spend so many hours on the internet, trying to figure out the abilities and such of an incubus but nothing made you any wiser.

You longed for him, but if you were honest, any of them, every night, to the point you felt so needy you could cry. Having no idea if it was the horniness or loneliness, it only upset you more when the toned bodies crossed your mind again, nearly making your cunt drip in anticipation.

''You called, my darling?''

You shot up in your bed, recognizing the southern satoori immediately. ''Seonghwa?'' you called out. You were met with not just Seonghwa's face, but the other seven were there too. Wooyoung was there.

''Hi there, kitten,'' San growled, looking more dangerous than ever. ''You couldn't keep your panties dry, could you?'' You blushed, shaking your head. ''Our cocks were just too good, hm?''

You nodded eagerly as you took off your clothes, stripping yourself bare. Some of them scoffed, laughing mockingly at your desperation, but then they followed, showing off their hot toned bodies. San stepped closer, lifting your chin up so you'd have no choice but to look him in the eyes.

You got lost in them after just a second, drowning in his irisses. ''You're nearly drooling, kitten,'' he smirked, ''Sannie looks that good, hm?'' Seonghwa whispered in your ear. You nodded, even more eager than the previous time. ''He does...'' you nodded. ''Show him then, show him your eager holes.''

You got on all fours and spread your legs, showing off your entire body. Your cunt was already wet and your holes clenched around nothing but the sexual tension in the air.

''You're such a little whore, my kitten, you just wanna be pounded until you cum over and over, hm?'' he asked, plunging two of his thick fingers into your hole, causing you to moan out. ''SAN!''

He moved his fingers in and out of you quickly when you felt a hard smack on your bottoms, making you yelp. You could recognize Yunho's large hands out of a thousand. You whined as he kept on spanking you as San worked three of his fingers in your cunt.

''Y-Yes! H-Harder!'' you moaned out, not knowing if you're speaking to San or Yunho. ''You like that, huh? Having our hands all over your body,'' Yunho smirked. Seonghwa sat in front of you, pumping his hard cock a few times before he gently tapped it on your lips, making you open your mouth for him.

Seonghwa entered your mouth with his length, pulling your hair back so you'd look up at him, right in the eye, as he fucked his dick into your throat. You moaned loudly around him as you felt San's fingers gradually moving faster, making your entire body shake as you feel your first orgasm of the night ripping through you.

San smirked as he slapped your cunt a few times, making you clench around nothing. ''Such a little whore, who's gonna fill her pussy?'' the demon asked. ''Let me,'' Yunho panted out, who had been watching up close. ''Alright, show her what you can do.''

''G-Give me a minute,'' Seonghwa stuttered, moaning out as he felt his orgasm come closer. ''Let me cum down her throat first.''

Seonghwa took ahold of your head, running his slender fingers through your hair as he fucked his cum down your throat, moaning out your name.

Yunho smirked as he watched Seonghwa pull his dick from your throat, gasping softly. ''Look at him, so lost in his pleasure. And y'all call me a newbie.'' Just when you thought you could take a breather, Yunho pushed his dick inside your wet pussy.

''Y-Yunho!'' you whined as he fucked you hard and deep into the matrass, covering your entire body as he pinned you down. Your face was pushed into the sheets and you were out of breath, but you could only feel pleasure when Yunho hit your g-spot just right. ''Yunho! Y-Yes, just like that! F-Fuck my pussy just like that!''

''You fucking like that, huh? Such a big incubus towering over your body, you're nothing compared to me, baby, you have no choice but to take my fucking cock,'' he grunted. You cried out his name over and over again, sending the demon over the edge, spilling his seeds inside your cunt. ''Yunho, Y-Yunho!'' you cried, tears spilling from your eyes as he kept ramming his length into you, making you cum around his cock, coating him in your juices.

You panted as Yunho pulled out of your wet hole, smirking at the mess he made of your cunt. ''P-Please... More cock,'' you whined quietly, rolling onto your back.

The incubi let out a few devlish laughs at your desperation. You wiped your tearstained cheeks and spread your legs wide, for the demons to see. Their eyes had a hint of red at that, so you must be feeding their lust with this well.

Hongjoong's smirk was nearly scary when he came over to you, crawling on the bed as he pumped his cock a few times. ''You want this, hm? Want this cock?'' You sighed and ironically prayed to God he'd give it to you right.

''Yes, yes, give it to me, God, please!'' you begged him. ''Fill me up, fuck me and fill me up please!''

He smirked, pushing his length inside you, fucking you fast as if he was a rabbit. You moaned out as you grabbed your own tits, playing with your nipples. ''O-Oh God, yes, God~'' you groaned. Hongjoong rolled his eyes as he pushed into you. ''Why do you humans always scream for him? He ain't gonna do anything babygirl.''

Mingi came closer and positioned himself over your head. He grabbed your jaw, opening your mouth before shoving his length down your throat.

''You think you'll ever go to see your little God? Not with two cocks in you, sweetheart. He won't let you go there. You might wanna come to hell to have sex forever though.''

You suddenly felt something hard press against your hand. You wrapped it around the cock immediately and you were met by the gorgeous moans of Yeosang.

''Such a good girl, pump that cock of his, let him cum on your face, pretty,'' Mingi grunted as he fucked your throat harder and faster.

Your screams were muffled by Mingi's thick cock. You were sure you'd choke on him, and you were actually starting to struggle to breathe a little, his cock way too big for your throat. Your nails dug into Mingi's thighs as you cried for him.

''Oh? Can't the little girl take the cocks she begged for? Well you're gonna.'' Mingi powered through until he came, releasing in your mouth. You felt like you were floating as Hongjoong came with him, letting out a loud moan.

Yeosang came on your face as well, fucking your first so you'd milk him dry. ''You look so pretty like this, darling,'' he smirked. Before you knew it, he was licking his own cum from your face and spitting it back in your mouth.

''O-oh my Go-''

''Shut up, to Hell with God, swallow,'' Hongjoong scoffed, silencing you. ''I-I'm sorry, it's automatic-'' ''Well, he's not worth your pretty sounds,'' the smaller said as he smacked your thigh, making you whine as you swallowed Yeosang's cum.

''You need to learn your lesson, hm?'' San asked. You bit your lip, nodding. ''Hwa, get over here,'' San gestured to him. San laid on bed as he pulled you on top of him, lifting you up and settling you down on his thick cock. Seonghwa sat behind you, guiding his cock into your hole, slipping in and roaming against your pussy walls and San's own member.

You nearly screamed at the two cocks stretching you out. You had never felt so full before in your life. ''P-Please, go easy on me,'' you begged as you laid your head on San's large chest. ''We'll take away your pain, sweetie, but you're just gonna have to take it.''

Seonghwa started moving first, holding on to your hips. You didn't feel the pain you expected. You smiled, lost in pleasure when you felt both incubi move inside you. Not just you, but even themselves started moaning loudly, obviously getting double the stimulation; from your wet pussy but also their cocks against each other.

''Oh fuck~ San,'' Seonghwa moaned out, making you notice San was playing with Seonghwa's nipples. ''Such a little whore, both of you...,'' San grunted as he rutted into you. ''And you call yourself an incubus? Look at how messy you get when I touch you, Seonghwa.''

''S-Sorry, San,'' the taller moaned louder as he moved his hips faster, thrusting into you roughly. ''I'll punish you when we get back,'' San said, smirking. ''Fuck, I wish I could see that,'' you moaned out. ''Hmm, you don't, you don't know how wild incubi fuck together.''

After a few more minutes of rough fucking, the two incubi came together, filling up your pussy. You were spent, but you needed to have Wooyoung. You had been patiently waiting for him the whole night.

He nearly rushed over to you and hovered above you. The tip of his cock was red and angry and had pre-cum dribbling out of it. You couldn't help but to reach out for it and give it a few jerks before guiding it into your fucked out pussy.

''Please, Wooyoung, give it to me!'' you moaned out. He smirked and pushed his dick deep inside your cunt. The sopping sounds of his cock pushing in and out of you got him going crazy.

''Fuck, baby, you're fucked so well for me, you wanna take my load too hm?'' ''Yes, please, let me take it, give it to me!''

You moaned loudly as he pistoned his member in and out of your pussy, hitting all your favourite spots as if he knew where they were.

''Yes, just like that! O-oh my - W-Woo, I'm cumming, f-fucking cumming!'' you screamed as you squirted on his cock. He groaned, growled and let out pure animal noises as he came with you. He rode out your orgasms n panted heavily, placing a kiss on your head.

You whined when he pulled out of you, sighing as you snuggled into the sheets. The demons were dressed back up again before you knew it, leaving one by one.

You looked at Wooyoung before falling asleep, mumbling a soft 'Stay'.

He wished he could. But he dropped his head, leaving as well

-

You missed them. You missed Wooyoung. He awakened something in you, like a fire that you could not put out alone. Why couldn't he just stay by your side? You wiped a tear from your cheek as you sighed.

''Don't get too upset, I could never be too far from you,'' a voice suddenly called from out the distance. He stood next to the window, the moonlight shining on his face, defining his marvelous features.

''Wooyoung,'' you gasped, getting up from the bed, ''You've returned...''

''How could I not come back to you, my dear? I have been smelling your scent for weeks now, you're occupying my mind all the time. I had to see you, I have to wreck you, alone, not with... them... not with San and...no, just... alone,''

Wooyoung ripped the shirt off your chest, revealing your bare breasts. He dipped into them, licking and sucking on your nipples. ''Those fucking tits, I wanna fuck them,'' he groaned. The demon pushed down your shorts and panties as well, groping your thighs. ''And your thighs too, and your pussy, My, My, baby you are so fuckable,'' he grunted.

''Then fuck me, fuck my tits and cum on my chest, fuck my thighs and smear them with your cum, cum in my pussy and fucking own me, Wooyoung!'' you cried out.

Wooyoung hovered above you as he spit in his hand and coated his dick with the slick moisture. He laid his cock in the valley between your breasts as you held your breasts together. He slowly moved between hem, groaning at the feeling of being squished between them.

''So fucking hot baby, letting me fuck your beautiful tits,'' he moaned out. Even though you weren't getting any pleasure out of this, you loved seeing Wooyoung like this. You had this special love for him. You wanted to do anything for him.

Seeing him above you, brows furrowed and mouth wide open, letting his moans roll from his tongue had you wetter than ever. ''Give me your cum, Wooyoung, please, give me your cum, on my chest,'' you whined softly as you rubbed your thighs together, trying to find some form of stimulation.

''Yes, fuck baby, a-almost there,'' he groaned. He thrusted between your breasts one, two, three more times before ejaculating on your chest, panting out your name. This is the most human-like you've seen him yet, and it made your heart flutter.

He took ahold of your legs and lifted them up, nearly folding you in half. He squished his wet cock between them and started fucking your thighs.

''Look at that, letting me use your pretty body like this, like you were made to be fucked and railed and be messed up by me, hm?''

''Yes, Yes, Wooyoung, I'm yours, I-I'm so yours, use me as your fucktoy!'' you whined as you played with your clit. He moaned louder as he fucked your thighs faster, coating them with his slick pre-cum. You moaned with him as you kept playing with your wet clit, shaking in pleasure for him.

''Gonna cum from that huh? Can't wait for my cock in your pussy, my love?'' Wooyoung moaned out, smirking at your desperacy. ''W-Wooyoung, Wooyoung, Wooyoung!'' you moaned out.

''Good girl, cum for me, I'll cum on your pretty thighs, baby,'' he grunted.

It was only a matter of seconds before the both of you came hard, shaking against each other's bodies. Wooyoung coated your thighs and stomach with his white liquid as your cum slowly dribbled from your cunt onto your ass and onto the bed.

Wooyoung panted as he spread your legs, not wasting any time and immediately plunging his length inside you, moaning out.

''Fuck me, ruin me! Please, you own me, you own me, I'm yours,'' you moaned out. You were lost in pleasure but you meant it, you wanted to be his, you wanted to keep him, love him and treasure him, let him fuck you into eternity.

He pounded his girthy member into your wet cunt. The wettest it had ever been. He played with your breasts as he hit spots no one ever had before. You had never moaned so loud. Wooyoung had you grabbing the sheets, nearly ripping them apart.

''Yes, just like that! Please, just like that!'' you cried out. ''Yes, baby, fuck, such a good whore for me, let me fill you with my cum sweetheart, let me fill you up!''

You moaned and whined out, nodding eagerly, ''Yes! Fill me up, make me yours!'' ''Fuck, bet you want me to fuck a baby into you, hm? Make you mine forever, Fuck you full of my seeds,'' he grunted.

You knew it was impossible but you couldn't help but whine and yearn for it, screaming a thousand yesses and shards of his name.

He thrusted his hips so quick and filled you up with his cum, letting out a long, low moan. You clenched around him and came on his cock as you felt his juices deep inside you.

When he pulled out of your messy, sopping cunt, you cried softly in Wooyoungs arms, surprising the demon. ''Why, why, why?'' he cooed, stroking your hair a little too gentle for his nature.

''Aren't you a thing with San? So we could never... You're with him,'' you cried. ''I'm not married to him, Y/N, I just said we're partners crime, we fuck people together and we fuck each other because sometimes we can't wait for a human. I don't love him. And I might not be a human and yes I'm an incubus but... I've loved you all my life,'' Wooyoung said, caressing your back.

''But you're old,'' you sobbed softly, making him laugh. He had the best laugh ever. ''I'm only 223 years old, it's not that bad,'' he grinned. ''Does the count start from your birth or is it your incubus age...?'' you asked, calming down a little, laying your head on his chest.

''No it's my total age. I died at 23, that's why I still look so young,'' he explained. Your eyes widened, ''23? That means it's... it has been 200 years, Woo. That's... um...Do you remember that stuff?''

Wooyoung swallowed thickly. ''I do. When I passed away... Uhm, I had to go to hell for a sin I've committed as a human, and my punishment was to become an incubus. Us eight went through the same thing... So we became some kind of group. We did get to choose if we wanted to forget our human lives but I declined the brainwashing,'' Wooyoung explained.

''You committed a sin? At 23? Like what?'' you asked, gently kissing his chest. ''I ended my own life.''

You froze. Your breath hitched in your throat but your heart started beating faster and you couldn't look away from him. ''W...What? Why?''

''I lived in the 1800s, Y/N, quality of life was... horrible for me,'' he sighed, ''I simply didn't wanna live anymore. Stupid me, I thought if I was dead, that'd be it. But instead, suddenly I had to go to this place and now I might have to fuck people for eternity.''

You pouted and held him as you noticed he was getting upset. ''I'm sorry, Wooyoung, I'm sorry this happened to you. But can't you only come to me now? I can make you happy,'' you smiled softly.

''I don't know if I can, my dear. I can't promise to stay faithful to you. I'm not a human like you,'' the demon spoke, eyes filled with sorrow. ''But I can see you, I feel you, how can you say you don't feel... We have this love between us, Wooyoung,'' you said, tearing up and making him look at you.

He dodged your eyes. ''It's almost impossible to not cheat on you, Y/N... I get it, the way you see me, and I did too when we were young, but I can't just... Have a relationship with a human-''

''When we were young? Huh?'' you asked him all confused. He froze, biting his lip. ''What are you saying?''

''In your previous life...We were lovers, honey,'' he whispered. Your eyes widened as you held his hands. ''My previous life? I had a... what? When?''

''When we were 18, we married. We lived in the Joseon Dynasty, remember,'' Wooyoung said jokingly, grinning. But you didn't think it was funny. ''We were married? In the Joseon Dynasty? Am I supposed to believe this? You're just making up some kind of shitshow story to distract me from you not accepting my love-''

''Y/N listen to me. I cannot accept your love. I am a demon. I can't be in a real relationship with you. The reason we feel like this is because our souls are tied, okay? We were married... And you died because of an illness. We were poor, okay? And you... well, you probably went to heaven, you chose to forget your life, you... reincarnated and you're here now, as you,'' Wooyoung tried to explain calmly.

Tears rolled down your cheek as Wooyoung explained the reasons you could never be together. You knew he was right. He was no human. He worked for the devil as an incubus, he is supposed to have sex with other people every day, he could never stay with you even if you wanted him to. So he held you, all night, as you cried in his arms.

''I have one more solution, my love, okay? But I am gonna need San to help us because his powers are much stronger than mine.''

You looked at him confused, but nodded. The two of you got dressed and waited for San to appear after Wooyoung called out to him. San appeared, more clothed than usual, with a serious look on his face.

He talked to Wooyoung in a language you could not understand. You assumed they were planning on something, trying to make your situation work.

''Y/N, I... Understand that because of your past, you feel these... emotions. For Wooyoung. But you have to understand there's no way that you and Wooyoung could be together. Therefore, by the power invested in me by the Lord - not your Lord. Our Lord. - I am going to erase your memories of Wooyoung. I am going to erase your memories of our nights together. After discussing with Wooyoung and the Lord, I have also gotten permission to erase the memory of you, from now and his human life. To protect the both of you.''

Tears rolled down your cheeks as you saw Wooyoungs lip quiver. ''It's for the best, Y/N, you understand this right?'' he said as he kissed your forehead. You nodded, sobbing uncontrollably. ''But I do not want to forget about you!''

''This pain will only last a little longer, sweetie,'' Wooyoung said, placing a last kiss on your lips. ''It doesn't matter if we forget. I love you.''

And with that, the world went black.

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pairing: crime lords! seongjoong x fem! reader

genre: mafia au, smut

summary: you’re determined to be your bosses’ favorite underling.

w.c: 2.7k

warnings: um death !! there’s a murder in the first ten seconds so please be aware, these mfs are insane idkw to say, poly! seongjoong, subby! reader, mxm, mommy/daddy kink,, joong got the grills on…., seonghwa is MOTHER…, praise/degradation, pet names/name calling, temp play with ice cubes, thigh grinding, marking, kissing, spit, tit play, gunplay (yup 👀), double handjob/blowjob, facial

a/n: i need matz in a way that’s so concerning it would prob set feminism back 50 years wjwhwh so yeahh this was just entirely self indulgent and actual brainrot in its purest form <3 also yes okayy i lose my morals completely when it comes to mafia aus but it’s fiction !! so leave me aloneeee >3< hehe enjoyyy~~

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“Please, spare me, boss! I’ll never shit talk you behind your back again, I promise! I’m good for it, I swear,” a nameless man begged your bosses on his knees, his arms held back by you and another nameless underling that worked for them, holding him down as he writhed around in panic until you were told otherwise. 

“See, that’s what you said the last time. This lying, I don’t like it…” Hongjoong grimaced, repositioning himself on his expensive suede couch that still had some leftover bloodstains on it, gently running his hand over his partner’s exposed knee. “What do you think, sweetheart?” The crime boss turned to the love of his life, his eyes dragging over the pretty fur coat he was adorned in. “Should I give him another chance to spread lies about me or put a bullet in his head?” 

Seonghwa turned to him, leaning closely to press his plump lips against Hongjoong’s pierced ear to whisper something into it, the both of them shuddering with delight. He draped his legs over Hongjoong’s lap, gently playing with his lover’s silky hair, his dark, seductive eyes traveling from the crying, blubbering man on the floor to you, taking notice of your hesitant gaze. “Such a pretty face for an underling…” 

“What’s your name? And speak up. I don’t enjoy asking twice,” Hongjoong directed towards you, leaning forward to pick up a half-empty glass of whiskey that could easily pay off the debt you’ve accumulated over the years from trying to claw your way up to the top from within the city’s nastiest criminal organization, swishing around its dark contents, the ice cubes inside clinking against the glass, taking his sweet time drinking it down, similar to the way he was drinking in your pleasing appearance. 

“Y/N, sir,” you said confidently enough that Hongjoong didn’t immediately do something drastic, tightening your grip around the wriggling man beneath you. 

“Tell me, Y/N,” Hongjoong began, reaching for a small black box that Seonghwa held in his direction, slowly opening it up to gaze lovingly at its contents. “Have you ever killed a man?” 

You gulped, suddenly feeling a bit suffocated inside your sleek, form-fitting suit, still standing your ground. “In self defense, sir.” 

Hongjoong pulled the small revolver out of its case, running the smooth, compact metal across Seonghwa’s defined collarbones, dipping it down in between his thighs just to make him gasp. He chuckled, forgetting about his audience for a moment, before turning his head to gaze back at you, licking at the pointed ends of his teeth. “Never in cold blood?” 

You shook your head cautiously, unable to keep from licking your lips at the sight of the intensely unstable, intensely attractive power couple in front of you. “No, sir…” 

The man beneath you tried to get up, gasping, “Boss, please, give me another chance!” 

Hongjoong’s fingers clenched around his glass, seconds away from splitting it in half with his cold metal rings, allowing Seonghwa to slip the sleek gun out of his hand, the tall, elegant man standing up and slowly making his way over to you, his high heels clicking lightly against the marble floor. “Shut up. You had your chance to be good and now look at you. Fucking pathetic.” 

As the man quieted down, you let out a gasp, feeling Seonghwa blow lightly into your ear past your hair, his slender fingers draping over your shoulders to rub into them. “Would you like to do the honors, Y/N?” Seonghwa whispered into your ear, his skillful fingers undoing your black tie and slowly unbuttoning your tucked-in shirt, sending shivers down your spine, feeling the elegant man pushing something heavy into your open hand. “Make sure you look at my darling when you do it, okay? He loves eye contact…” 

Feeling your insides fill up with what could only be described as hot, molten lava, you held the shaky gun up to the man’s head, unable to hear his countless begs, only Seonghwa’s soft, breathy encouragement in your ear, feeling his hands tugging open your top, his fingers gliding carefully across your heated skin. 

Hongjoong sipped at his whiskey, his dark eyes carefully studying your flushed face, sighing at the sight of your finger clasping onto the trigger, his free hand squeezing into one of his spread thighs. “Do it, pretty girl…Do it for us.” 

It was when Seonghwa’s hand slipped into your unbuttoned trousers to grab at your cunt through your soaked panties that you gasped, your hazy eyes focused solely on your boss’s, the heavy click of the trigger resulting in the distinct thump of the man’s suddenly lifeless body hitting the ground, a thick pool of crimson spreading out over the pristine marble flooring. 

Seonghwa simply looked to the terrified unnamed underlying beside you, making him scurry away with the man’s body with one simple, deadly look, leaving you alone with two of the most powerful, seductive individuals you’ve ever had the pleasure of working under. 

You simply looked down at your hand, opening it to see the blood that splattered onto it, your head and body pulsing rhythmically, almost feeling like you had been drugged. You had just taken a life, in cold blood no less, yet you felt like you had just been reborn. 

Seonghwa suddenly grabbed you by the chin, turning it in his direction, his tongue slowly slipping past your parted lips. He tugged off your blazer, dropping it to the floor, so that he could work on your pants, leaving them in a pool around your feet. “What a good girl you are,” he whispered to you once he pushed your spit-laced lips away from his, rubbing a bit of his lipstick from the corner of your mouth. “You deserve to be loved tonight. Don’t you think, darling?” 

Hongjoong nodded his head in agreement, patting his thighs, smirking wide enough for the light to catch the silver caps on his canine teeth. “Come over here and sit on my lap, baby. Don’t be afraid.” 

You stepped out of your pants, now half-dressed in a blood-splattered dress shirt and lacy panties, wobbling your way over to the large black couch. You slowly sat down on Hongjoong’s lap, feeling his stiff cock already pressing into your heat. “I did it for you, sir…to make you both proud…” 

“All that for us? You sent a man straight down to hell because you’d do anything for us, baby?” Hongjoong cooed at you, running the back of his knuckle along your flushed cheek, catching some of the leftover blood on his skin, letting it move along your neck down to your exposed chest. 

“Anything…” you sighed, nuzzling into Seonghwa’s open palm when he sat down beside the both of you and caressed your cheek lovingly, his free hand pulling your dress shirt down and off your shoulders, gently undoing your bra, leaving you entirely bare for him and his darling to enjoy. 

“Then, you’ll let us play with you, won’t you, Y/N?” Hongjoong asked softly, his knuckle pressing into your cunt through your thin panties, pinching your clit between his thick fingers. 

“Y-yes, sir, please play with me…I’m all yours…” You were so high on the adrenaline rushing through your veins, that you didn’t even have a chance to think about how fucked up your actions were, or just how fucked up the men you were letting play around with you like you were a simple doll. None of it mattered though. You just wanted to be good. 

And good you were.

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“Oh, sweetheart, look at you,” Hongjoong chuckled at you, amused, holding a melting ice cube inside his fingers, pushing it back onto your stiff, puffy nipple for the nth time, making you shudder and move your hips against the rough leather covering his thigh faster than before, smiling fondly at Seonghwa for a moment who was pressing an ice cube to your bare hot cunt. “So desperate to cum, you’re willing to hump against my thigh like a dog? Huh, baby?” 

“Uh-huh, need to cum…” You were about to beg more when Seonghwa placed the ice cube on your other nipple and rubbed it around, before replacing it with his hot mouth, sucking and licking at your tit, leaving lipstick on your skin, making you gasp out in pleasure. 

“Cum from rubbing your cute little snatch all over my thigh, then…” Hongjoong groaned, pushing Seonghwa’s black bangs back to get a better look, sharing a loving, heated gaze with him, before he brought his mouth to your other tit, sucking and biting on it, being a lot more rough than his gentle counterpart, his diamond encrusted grills cold against your hot skin. 

They continued to rub the ice cubes along your naked, heated body, pressing them into your clit until they melted, taking turns flicking and squeezing it until your moans turned into helpless, garbled whimpers, their mouths lapping at your spit-laced tits, eventually growing a bit more hungry and sucking on either side of your neck, leaving red and purple marks on your sensitive flesh. 

Hearing your whimpering and pleading, Hongjoong chuckled softly, purring with faux pity, “Aww, does our cute little slut need something inside her hole to cum? Is that it?” 

“Yes, please, sir, I need it...” 

“If you’re our little slut, then that makes us Daddy and Mommy, doesn’t it? Address us as such, baby doll.” 

“Y-yes, Daddy,” you corrected yourself, still trying to buck your hips forward, Hongjoong’s leather pants sending painful jolts of pleasure through your body, so close to ecstasy that you were about to drool. 

Seonghwa pulled another ice cube out of the empty glass that sat inside Hongjoong’s half-closed hand, letting his lover spread your glistening folds open so that he could fully push an ice cube into your pulsing cunt. “Is that enough for your slutty hole, sweetheart? Or do you need more from Mommy?” 

“M-more, please, m’ so close…!” you begged, a few drops of sweat cascading along your jaw past your straining neck, your half-closed eyes zoning in and out on Seonghwa’s piercing gaze, not even noticing what Hongjoong had handed to him, until you felt something cold and heavy press into you, feeling it fill you up. “O-oh my god…” 

“Is Daddy’s revolver enough for your needy cunt, darling?” Seonghwa asked in a sickly sweet voice, pushing it in and out of your dripping hole, the heavy metal rubbing pleasurably against your tight, clenching walls, his eyes full of perverse desire.

Hongjoong groaned, ready to cum untouched just from watching the love of his life doing something so dirty with one of their underlings, not even sure himself if the gun Seonghwa was fucking you with was loaded or not. “Is my pretty Mommy going to make you cum like this? With my gun shoved inside your slutty little cunt?” 

You could hardly find your breath, let alone the proper words, holding onto both of the men, crying out, “Oh–fuck–shit–”

“Who’s making you cum, princess? Mommy or Daddy?” Hongjoong asked huskily into your ear, pinching one of your nipples roughly in between his calloused fingers, guiding one of hips back and forth with his other hand, smiling playfully at his darling, who had stuck his tongue back into your open mouth, his fingers rubbing your wetness back into your clit, shoving the longest part of the gun inside you. 

“D-daddy, oh my god, Mommy, you both are–f-uckkkk,” you whined out, your eyes rolling underneath your eyelids, a blazing fire erupting inside your core, not realizing you had came all over the both of them until you slowly looked down to see the dark patch you had left on the both of their expensive clothes, along with the couch. 

“Such a messy, messy girl,” Seonghwa cooed softly, pressing a gentle, lingering kiss to your lips. It was deep enough that your shared saliva still connected you both, the string of spit disconnecting upon Hongjoong’s intrusion, who grabbed you roughly by the chin to kiss you, before pushing you away to lay one of his darling. 

“Shall we share this pretty doll’s mouth, Mommy?” Hongjoong asked Seonghwa, running his fingers through his slightly damp raven hair, gazing into his loving eyes. 

Seonghwa’s pretty lips curled into a satisfied smile. “I’d love nothing more, Daddy.” 

Hongjoong returned the smile, his diamond studded grills reflecting in the low light of the room, reaching down to his designer belt, unbuckling it in order to free his aching cock, watching Seonghwa do the same. Without a word, he snapped his fingers, pointing to the floor until you got down onto your knees before them, wobbling a bit from the aftershocks of your mind melting orgasm. “You can make Mommy and Daddy cum, can’t you, baby? After everything we’ve given you?”

You nodded your head eagerly, wrapping your fingers around both of their cocks, pursing your lips to send a few wads of spit onto them, lubing them up with your rapidly moving hands. “Anything for my favorite bosses,” you sighed softly, rubbing your cheek along Hongjoong’s cockhead, before you let it slip into your mouth, looking up to them with love and respect in your hooded eyes. 

Hongjoong and Seonghwa shared pleased glances, their hands going to either side of your head to grip it tight, taking turns filling up your mouth and throat until you left more and more spit on their cocks, occasionally ignoring you so that they could taste each other, their heated kiss consisting mostly of tongue and teeth. 

When Seonghwa positioned himself more onto Hongjoong’s lap, you took the opportunity to press their cocks together, pressing your tits around them to let them feel the hot, slick pleasure of it all, closing your drooling mouth around their leaking cockheads the best you could, lapping up their bitter pre cum. “Please cum for me, Daddy, Mommy…” you moaned with your mouth full, not a single thought inside your empty brain. 

Hongjoong chuckled, quite pleased with himself, breathing a little harder than before, his face flush, his hair starting to stick to his forehead. He slung his arm around Seonghwa’s shoulders, playing with a lock of his lover’s hair, giving him a playful, smug smile. “Who knew we’d turn this underling into a drooling cockslut this fast?” 

Seonghwa snuggled into Hongjoong’s arms, his manicured fingers still clutched around the side of your head, his eyes flitting between his lover and your pre-cum stained face, a shaky moan leaving his pretty red lips. “Oh my god, our pretty plaything’s gonna make Mommy cum,” he gasped, gasping once again when Hongjoong began to kiss and lick at his exposed neck. 

Hongjoong kept his hand wrapped up in your hair, tugging at it, watching you speed up your movements, the slick sounds of their joined cocks, his lover’s pretty moans, and your spit-laced lips sucking around their cockheads sent the crime boss over the edge. “Fucking hell, that’s it….”

It was then that your beloved bosses blessed you with a mouth and face full of their sticky load, feeling it slide down your throat and along your sweaty face. “Yum…” you murmured, licking the remaining bits of milkiness from their softening lengths, looking up at the panting men with stars in your eyes.

“That’s a good girl. Now, come here,” Seonghwa cooed, pulling you up from the floor and onto his lap, putting his fur coat around your naked body and running his fingers through your hair, humming gently with his cheek against yours. 

Hongjoong sighed contentedly, resting his head in the crook of Seonghwa’s neck, running his hand across your knee, looking to the both of you with a gentle kindness that many of his men would never know even existed in the first place. “Shall we keep her, my love?” 

Seonghwa continued petting your hair, watching as you curled up against him, already beginning to fall asleep. He thought about your idyllic future together, wanting to dress you up like a little doll in the day, and turn you into a cum-covered mess alongside his sweetheart during the night. His pretty lips formed a smile, sharing it with Hongjoong, his fingers caressing the side of his lover’s cheek. “You read my mind, darling.” 

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