In My Horny Brain Hours Rn But Tit Sucking>>

in my horny brain hours rn but tit sucking>>

imagine the enha hyung line (heejaysungjake) taking turns in pleasuring you. Sucking on your tits all together while their hands rub other parts of you.. ๑ >◡<๑

titsucking is the bestthing ever im crying thank u for this sry it isnt too good my girl brain is fried

cw : praise kink, titsucking, oral

hee n jay take their turn with you first, as the oldest they feel the need to treat u so good before the younger boys have their way with u.

heeseung makes you sit on his face while jay is by ur side, his large hands playing with your tits like a perv :x heeseung’s skilled tongue is a godsend n it has you cumming early, ur hips moving on their own as jay tends to your boobs, pressing chaste kisses to the plush skin n sucking multiple hickeys across ur chest

after the older boys make you cum at least twice it’s jake n hoonie’s turn, the two of them making eye contact as they stalk towards you, their lips curved into a mischievous smile. sunghoon gets straight to the point, sucks at your nipple still wet with jay’s spit n literally makes out with the hardened bud, his teeth pulling at it every once in a while to make you whine <3

jake, ever the sweetheart, takes his time with you. presses soft kisses all over your other tit, running his thumb over your nipple. whispers praises of “good girl” n tells you that you have the “prettiest tits ive ever seen, baby” the difference in how they treat you makes you break, hands finding purchase in their hair and pushing them impossibly close

#can’t wait to see the interactionn 🤭🤭

21st CENTURY GIRL

17 OUR girl

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S. NOTE two days no update who is this

SYNOPSIS where jay 'claims’ he has a girlfriend but none of his friends believe him because how are you a girl in the 21st century and don't have any social media, right? and if you and jay continue to let them think your relationship is fake for entertainment purposes, nobody has to know.

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"do you regret last night?" (heeseung x reader)

genre: smut, light angst word count: 1k requested by nonnie ♡

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

warnings: unprotected sex, mentions of cheating, pet names

a/n: okay guys i actually love how this one turned out!! i thought the last hee smut drabble was my favorite but i think i like this one even more!! ALSO the grammar mistakes are probably horrifying in here bcs i still struggle with past tenses and that's the reason why i dropped writing in them a long time ago 💜 so when it comes to past tenses – i kinda use them how i feel like it rather than using some actual knowledge... does that even make sense... PLEASE BEAR WITH ME, I SWEAR I'M NOT DUMB

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"F-Fuck, Heeseung, yeah- Just like that."

All it took for Heeseung was to see you standing at his door, soaked thoroughly with rain and eyes puffy red. It was all he needed to instantly know that his best friend – and simultaneously your boyfriend, has finally fumbled and fucked up your relationship once again.

He let you in without any questions, holding the door open for you as you toed off your wet shoes and walked inside with head shamefully hung down. After bringing you a towel for you to dry yourself a little bit, the explanation of your sudden appearance flew out of your lips in a wobbly mutter as another wave of tears streamed down your cheeks.

Biting on his lip harshly, Heeseung considered each and every assassination attempt plan on his best friend who's decided to cheat on you again after you so generously gave him a second chance two months ago.

He remembers your first heartbreak like it was yesterday, easily recalling the disbelief painting all over your face as you watched your boyfriend walking out of the bathroom with some wasted chick following him like a lost puppy. And all of it happened on Heeseung's birthday party too. All he could do back then was to watch the girl of his dreams run out of his door, heart broken and left on the floor only to be stomped on by dozens of feet.

So this time, he decided he's not going to be as helpless as he was then.

Somewhere in between sobbing and laughing at Heeseung's poor attempts of joking to make you feel better, you've found yourself straddling his hips and assaulting his lips with yours vigorously. Then you circled your hips over his, hands slipped underneath his shirt just to rip it off of him eagerly; all of it only to end up sprawled out below Heeseung on his bed sheets, head thrown back as your voice gets choked up again.

"Yeah? God, I'm gonna fuck you so good, baby," he breathes out heavily, lifting your hips even higher to pound into you harder, making you feel every inch of him hitting so deep inside of you. "'m not gonna stop until the only thing you're able to say is my name. Promised to make you forget about him after all."

He did. And you nodded eagerly at his offer, letting him kiss the tears away from your face couple minutes ago. Too swallowed up with hurt and lust to even process the urgency behind his words. Too swallowed up with hurt and lust to notice the lovesick gaze in his eyes as he looked down at your flushed face.

Your fingers tremble as they tightly wrap around his wrists that are placed on each side of your head, and you whine pitifully as he bullies his tip in and out of your soaked folds. Heeseung flinches slightly when he feels a cool metal brush over his skin and he looks down to notice a promise ring resting around your pretty finger – the same one he helped your boyfriend pick after the two of you had gotten back together.

Before the anger has the chance to boil the blood in his veins again, he swipes his gaze to your fucked out face again, scoffing with amusement. Never stopping his thrusts, he gently grabs your hand and lifts it up to his lips, his mouth engulfing your entire finger only for his teeth to grasp on the silver band and pull it off of it. You watch, almost mesmerized, as he turns his head to the side and spits the ring on the floor to get lost somewhere in between the rest of your discarded clothes.

"You're not gonna need it anymore," he says, a smirk crawling up on his pink lips. "You deserve so much better, baby. You know it too, don't you?"

You nod your dizzy head, hands desperately reaching out to grab at him and feel his toned body underneath your fingertips again. With a firm grip on your hips, Heeseung pounds into you ruthlessly as the sound of skin smacking fills up the room entirely along with your moans and whimpers.

He reaches one of his hands down to rub on your swollen clit as he feels you getting closer to your finish. The sudden touch makes your body jerk in his arms and white paints your vision soon after, and just like he promised, all that you manage to do is repeat his name over and over again.

"S' fucking good, Heeseung," you whine out, head rolling back into the pillows and back arching sharply when his hips speed up. "Don't stop!"

He presses you back down to the mattress and hooks one of your legs over his middle, burying himself even deeper into your clenching pussy than before and nearly instantly bringing out an orgasm out of you. Your jaw slacks as your body squirms slightly underneath his larger frame, hands loosening their grip on him and falling limp on the sheets as you're overwhelmed with the warm bliss.

You're barely in your right mind when you hear his low groan and seconds later his hot release is thickly spilling on the soft surface of your stomach. Your heavy eyes watch as Heeseung reaches to his nightstand and pulls out a couple of tissues to wipe you clean. With his soft stay, please and your tired thank you, you fall asleep with your face buried in the crook of his neck.

The anxiety that's been slowly building up inside of you doesn't let you rest for too long though. You barely open your eyes, clock striking 7 am, and the hesitant thoughts and worries flood your mind.

It didn't mean anything to him. He was just trying to help you out. You get attached to people way too easily, silly girl. You should probably get out of here before he wakes up and things become unbearably awkward. Fuck, why is your heart feeling so heavy all of a sudden?

So you leave his apartment quietly, fixing your disheveled self as you walk to the nearest coffee shop you can find. And just as you collect your order from the counter, you feel your phone buzzing in your pocket.

The large smile can't be kept from spreading on your lips as you eye Heeseung's message with butterflies tickling your stomach from the inside.

do you regret last night?

And the answer is as clear as a day in your mind, so with eager fingers you type out a a reply.

are you crazy? never.

we should do it again soon <3

permanent taglist: @bambisgirl @arizejkt19 @luvmura @milisabunny @cathy-1997 @satoruskitchenrag @ramenoil @jenjnk @jaylaxies @yoongspi

Same Old Joker (+18)

Pairing: Joker! Sunghoon x Harley Quinn! fem! Reader

Genre: DC au, smut, action, angst if you squint.

Warnings: basically joker and harley quinn personalities and dynamics, mentions of alcohol, sex, smoking, violence, some scenes are adapted from the suicide squad film to fit the plotline, unprotected sex, choking, light pet play, light knife play (the knife pierces the skin but no blood is mentioned), biting, marking, creampie, usage of pet names (angel, doll, puppy, queen, princess), possessive sunghoon, I think that’s it but lmk if I missed anything or made a mistake. Please do not keep reading if you are a minor or are uncomfortable with any of these things. The following story is a work of fiction that in no way is meant to represent the idol's actual behavior, and it is written purely for entertainment purposes.

I do not consent to the translation, publication on other platforms, editing, or use of my writing for purposes other than personal reading!!!

Word Count: 5607

A/N: This is a repost of the Joker Sunghoon fic I posted a while ago because I accidentally deleted it 😅

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Gunshots echoed behind you loud and clear, just like the cackles of your boyfriend and your own. Car chases were always thrilling and fun, especially when you were the one being chased. Heart racing in your chest, wind so strong it stings your skin, and not knowing if by the end of this you’d be free to roam around another day, or behind bars. Oh the consequences of robbing a bank. Such an insignificant little crime -or at least to you two- and so much trouble just to get you in handcuffs.

It seemed like eight cop cars weren’t even close to enough when you noticed a helicopter above you, shining down it’s spotlight on the convertible car you two were currently riding. You looked up and basked in the bright light, feeling like the star of your own show. Waving at the cops above, you enjoyed watching their frantic state. That feeling that chaos had been unleashed satisfying the devil on your shoulder.

One of the bullets being fired managed to graze your forearm and you gasped at the sudden feeling of pain. Bringing your hand back down and inspecting the wound with a displeased huff you frowned. Sunghoon wasn’t happy about this, (furious seems more like the correct word for it) not hesitating to get up from his seat with a growl and letting you take hold of the wheel while he fired a rifle at the multiple police officers.

When he ran out of bullets, he sat back down on the passenger seat where you’d previously been and ghosted his fingers over the blood seeping from the wound in your arm in observance. “My pretty doll’s been hurt,” He cooed, anger still evident in his voice. “So you choose, should I blow them up, or do you want to do the honors?”

He looked at you with that crazy look in his eyes that you loved so much, and knew that he was practically itching to get some revenge over a petty little scratch. Looking away from the road for a second to lovingly caress his cheek, you spoke up with a smirk and a mischievous glint in your eyes. “Go on Puddin,’ I know you’re just dying to get some blood on your hands.”

His smile widened and he licked his lips in anticipation, now even more excited for what was about to happen. He leant over to the backseat, grabbing a bazooka and aiming it towards the police cars. You watched through the rearview mirror how the cars had wavered first, then were thrown into the air as the small rocket exploded.

Chunks of metal flying around in the bright orange flames and the cloud of smoke. Four of the eight cars were down, now you had to deal with the other half and the helicopter. A hook attached to a chain was sent down from the large aircraft, clasping onto the back of your car. Both of you looked back and let out a huff of annoyance.

“Angel, would you be a dear and get rid of that for me?” Sunghoon asked in a sweet tone. You gave him a smile as you giggled, happy to do anything he’d ask of you. So you climbed out of the driver’s seat and crawled to the back as your boyfriend took the wheel. You sat cross-legged on the trunk as you observed the thick chain, then smiled to yourself once you thought of an idea.

As you hummed a melody out of boredom, you unhooked the chain and climbed up all the way to the top where the police were. They fired shots at you, but missed every time as you twisted and turned your body to avoid all bullets. Once you were on the helicopter, you took notice of the five men dressed in military bulletproof uniforms, all pointing guns in your directions. “What? Not happy to see me?” You pouted in fake disappointment.

The men looked at each other confused as you stood there, then when you saw from the corner of your eye how one of them was beginning to lower his guard -be it on purpose or by accident- you struck. Fighting was like dancing to you, moving expertly to the melody you kept humming. It was funny how every time they tried to cause you any damage you managed to turn it against them. No matter how hard they tried, you were always at least two steps ahead. “This was too easy,” You sigh as you put your hands on your waist to observe the four unconscious soldiers.

“Now it’s just you and me,” You smiled as you walked over to the pilot, fear evident in his face. “Oh now don’t be scared handsome, I just wanna play,” You cooed, sitting on his lap. The man struggled in his seat, tied down by the seatbelt and handcuffed to a pipe above him. “Oo what’s this button do?” You laughed as you pressed the self-destruct button. It started beeping and a warning alarm went off, making you stand up in fake shock. “Oops, my bad.”

You walked away listening to the man’s pleas and screams for help. Oh how you enjoyed listening to their last moments. Begs of mercy and yells for anyone to save them, it was amusing to you how people showed their true colors when faced with death. If it were up to you, you would’ve stayed listening to the song his cries had made in your head, but the helicopter was ten seconds away from blowing itself up.

Jumping down from the aircraft, you relished in the feeling of your body in the air, your heart practically dropping to your stomach as you braced yourself for the fall. As predicted, you landed in the arms of your lover, happily staring down at you with a proud grin. “That’s my girl.”

No one was at the steering wheel but neither of you cared for the moment. Quickly, he placed you down on the passenger seat, letting you free yourself of his hold. He stepped harder onto the accelerator, going much faster than before as to get away from the helicopter that was falling towards the remaining cop cars. And just a few seconds later, you two were cackling as you drove away from the massive explosion. Just a regular Tuesday afternoon for you.

Sunghoon pulled into the driveway of the large house you currently resided in. A mansion indeed, but truly neither of you cared for it very much, only living in it because it had enough space for all of your… souvenirs.

Neither of you was ever in it for the riches, no. You liked watching the world burn.

“Now, what should we do with all this money?” Sunghoon spoke as he tossed the large duffel bags onto the floor. Then he walked over you and placed a finger under your chin, tilting it upwards to make you face him. “Should I buy a new diamond studded collar for my puppy?”  He asked in a low voice, moving his hand down to play with the tag on the spiked collar around your neck. Your name engraved on it.

You brought a hand up to his painted face, resting it on his cheek with a playful smile displayed on your lips. He leaned into your touch, feeling as it trailed from his skin up to his messy green hair. As you were about to speak, a voice interrupted. “How about a new cleaning crew?” Both of you looked over at the guy; annoyance on Sunghoon’s face and yours showing nothing but a smirk.

Jake has lived with you two for several years now, he had been your boyfriend’s best friend for as long as they could remember. It didn’t take long for you to get close to him too, he was naturally charming and had a warm heart, plus he was basically Sunghoon’s right hand man, so of course you had to get used to him being around eventually. Now, being besties with both of you brought its luxuries, but it also had its cons. One of the biggest cons being the fact that you and your boyfriend had a high sex drive and would fuck at any given chance.

“Seriously, have you seen this place?” Jake went on, “There’s questionable stuff everywhere and not to mention you’ve broken countless pieces of furniture. The maids are tired of cleaning after you two kinky shits, and they’d quit if they weren’t so scared of you.”

Sunghoon laughed as he wrapped an arm around your waist and brought you closer, pressing your body against his. “Not my fault my puppy’s just so-” “Ok, don’t finish that sentence, I’m gonna leave now and bury myself under a mountain of pillows to see if that at least muffles your sounds a little. You know, you should consider making this place soundproof,” Jake rambled on as he left the room.

You two laughed as you saw your friend leave. “Now where were we beautiful?” He smiled down at you with a dark glint in his eyes, one that was very familiar, and you never had complaints about.

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The next morning you woke up next to your boyfriend, legs tangled and sheets barely covering your bare bodies. You sat up and pressed a kiss on his neck, giggling when you realized he started waking up. “Mornin’ Puddin’,” You beamed.

He looked up at you between his lashes and smiled. His face was now at an absence of the paint he sported on your ‘outings,’ and instead his pale skin was on display. “You’re up quite hyper today,” He yawned as he sat up. “You promised me a date today since yesterday ended up as another heist,” You reminded him of his words from the previous night. Sunghoon let out a breathy laugh at your enthusiasm, then looked over at the clock to see it was already three in the afternoon. “Alright, get dressed, I’m taking you to a nice place.” You smiled in satisfaction before leaning in to press a chaste kiss on his cheek, then got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to get yourself all dolled up for your date.

Soon enough, you two were in your car, your boyfriend driving you to your destination. He made no effort to drive at the speed limit or respect the traffic lights, but you were used to it. It was more fun like this anyways. Both of you letting out a cackle when he ran past a red light and caused a car to crash into a truck. Perfect start to your date.

You arrived at a club, one you hadn’t been to before, and you observed the place as you got out of the car. “The Harlequin’s Cage,” You read out loud as you looked up at the bright sign. “My club,” Sunghoon spoke as he snuck an arm around your waist and pulled you close to his side. “Today’s the grand opening,” He spoke as he lead you inside.

The club was basically a carnival fun house with alcohol and strippers, but you felt comfortable here. It was very on brand for your boyfriend, taking note of the splashes of green and purple here and there. “Like it?” He almost yelled due to the loud music booming throughout the place. “It’s perfect Puddin’!”

He smiled down at you as he lead you through the crowd, waving at those he knew and scowling at those he didn’t want there. You made it to the back, a secluded lounge of white leather couches and glass coffee tables separated from the rest of the club by a curtain of golden beads. He sat down and brought you with him, placing you on his lap possessively after having noticed the many eyes on you.

He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a joint, snapping his fingers to get someone to light it for him. You stared at the light blunt between his fingers with excitement, and when you were about to snatch it from his hold, he pulled it back with a smirk, “Be patient, angel.” He brought it up to his lips and took a long drag from it, then used his other hand to grab your jaw and pull you closer. Realizing what he was aiming to do, you parted your mouth when he placed his thumb on your lower lip. Connecting your lips he blew out the smoke into your mouth, and let it escape on it’s own as you kissed.

Just as he pulled away, smirking as he felt you chase his lips, Jake walked in and cleared his throat. “Uh, boss?” Sunghoon groaned and rolled his eyes at his best friend, “What?” He snapped. “Sorry to interrupt but, there’s someone here who wants to see you.” The green haired man looked over to you with an annoyed look on his face, “Go have some fun, this won’t take too long, okay angel?” You glanced over at Jake, silently cursing him for having interrupted the moment before you left a kiss on your boyfriend’s lips and walked away.

Almost as soon as you left, a man walked into the lounge, he was dressed in a leather jacket and was covered in tattoos, Sunghoon’s first thought was that he was an amateur in deals, some new guy who wants to impress him. He didn’t care one bit though and decided to keep his eyes on you instead.

“We finally meet,” The man spoke, sticking his hand out towards the Joker. “Nah he don’t shake hands,” Jake dismissed, “Sit down and have a drink.” The man did as told, and calmly sat down on the couch in front of Sunghoon. “Hey J,” He called out to get his attention, “I wanted to come by and personally say thank you.  You’re making me good money, making you good money-” Sunghoon scoffed, and finally turned to look at him, “Are you sweet talking me?” He mocked with a dark laugh.

The man stared at him in confusion, and took off his sunglasses to get a better look at the pale man in front of him. Clearly, Sunghoon was amused, “I love this guy,” he snickers, “He’s so intense!” A few cheers were heard from the dance floor, and caught the tattooed man’s attention, spotting you on the dance floor moving freely. “Mm, you’re a lucky man. You’ve got a bad bitch,” He said as he gawked at you shamelessly.

Sunghoon’s expression darkened as he kept his eyes on the man, and Jake new that the janitor would be cleaning blood from the couch today just from one glance. The green haired man pointed at you with a certain look that showed that he was holding back anger and jealousy. “Oh that she is,” He mused as he stood up, “The fire in my loins- The one, the only, the infamous (___)!” He shouted.

With one whistle of his, you were making your way towards him. Sunghoon could tell how the man had suddenly grown uncomfortable as he downed his drink, but that just made things more fun. “Oh come to Daddy,” He chuckled as he watched you go over the couch. “Puddin’,” You smiled, then laughed as you realized that there was someone else there. “Listen, you are my gift to this handsome big shot!” Sunghoon mocked, his blood boiling at how the man was checking you out, “You belong to him now.” Oh how he hated how those words felt in his mouth.

With a playful look you went and sat on the man’s lap, “You’re cute,” You voiced your thoughts, not noticing how Sunghoon was pacing behind you. You brought a hand up from his arm up to his jaw, tilting his head towards you, “You want me? I’m all yours.” The man turned to your boyfriend and saw how he was breathing heavily with an angered expression. “I don’t want no beef.”

Sunghoon scoffed, “You don’t want no beef?” He quoted, repeating the same words over and over like an echo, each time sounding more and more angry. You noticed how the man became tense and was nearly trying to push you off his lap. “Why? What’s wrong? You don’t like me? Fine, don’t waste my time then.” You got off of the  man’s lap and went to sit on the couch behind your boyfriend, watching with a smirk as the scene unfolded.

“This is your lady,” The man said. Your boyfriend rolled his eyes and got closer to him, sitting next to him on the couch, “Look, are you enjoying yourself?” The man furrowed his brows and shook his head, “No, that’s your lady, Joker.” Sunghoon laughed darkly, “That’s right,” he nodded as he ran his hands through his gelled hair. Standing up abruptly and pulling out his gun, he pointed at the man who now showed nothing but fear and panic, “No! J!” Poor choice of last words really. He should’ve thought of something more creative or original, you thought. The sound of the gunshot bounced off the walls, but you remained unfazed.

With a sigh of satisfaction, Sunghoon tucked the gun back into its holster and sat down, pulling you onto his lap for you to straddle him. He leaned in and ghosted his lips over yours, “Your mine, only mine. You got that?” You pressed your lips against his needily, “Only yours.”

Everything was going perfectly- you two had a few drinks, danced for a while, smoked a couple of joints, and even made out a little on the couches simply because you felt like it and didn’t care if others saw. All great until the lights went out in the entire club, screams as well as grunts and wails of pain replacing the music.

Sunghoon felt you leave his side and heard you calling out for him, but he couldn’t see a thing. In his fit of rage he pulled out two guns from his suit jacket and began shooting aimlessly. By the time the lights had gone back on, you were gone and half the people in the club were either dead or injured.

He looked over at his guards, fuming in anger, his previously neat hair now a complete mess from him having been tugging at it in desperation. “Where is she?” He asked in ragged breaths, the paint on his face starting to crack due to his angered expressions and the amount of times his hands had dragged themselves on it. When he received no answer he shouted the same question, even more furious now. Once again there was nothing but silence, so he shot the guards, feeling they deserved it for not doing their job. “Useless,” He growled.

Sunghoon looked over at the remaining people in his club and ran his fingers through his hair as an attempt to calm down. “Anyone have any idea where she might’ve gone?” Silence. “No?” He chuckled dryly, “Then get out before I blow this place up!” Even watching people scurry away in panic didn’t bring him a drop of joy. All he wanted was you.

“Hey! What the hell?! You’re ruining date night!” You shouted as your hands were being cuffed by none other than Batman himself. “Hm, kinky,” You laughed as you felt the cold metal against your wrists. He remained silent as he dragged you around and got you inside his overly expensive car, only letting out a frustrated huff every now and then. “Do you ever shut up?” He spat clearly annoyed, making you let out a laugh. “Only if you ask nicely,” You cooed. Claiming there was no other choice, but truly doing it for his own benefit, he knocked you out, letting out a pleased sigh at the silence. He tossed your body onto the backseat and made his way to the front, setting course to his destination.

“Master Jay, do you really think this is a good idea?” His butler, Heeseung, asked as he helped the Bat move your body onto the alley floor.  “With his queen imprisoned, the Joker has no choice but to go find her. We use her as bait.” Soon enough, the two men were gone, and the police had arrived in their place. “We got her,” Spoke Commissioner Yang Jungwon into his walkie talkie. “Kim, Nishimura, get her into the car. And sedate her just in case,” He instructed the other policemen, watching as they picked up your still unconscious body and placed it in the cop car.

When you woke up, you drowsily looked around the place, trying to figure out where you had been taken. Orange uniform, steel gate -most likely electrified- surrounding you, boring yet sturdy grey concrete walls, and a guard at every corner. Great, you’re in high security prison. How fun, you thought sarcastically.

“Excuse me?! Hello?!” You yelled as you faced the camera, waving your arms up to get the attention of whoever was watching, “I’m bored! What’s a girl gotta do to be entertained around here?!” You let out a huff of disappointment upon receiving no response, then remembered there was men all around you. “Anyone here wanna play?” You asked, faking a look of innocence.

No one answered, so you moved carefully towards the steel bars, sticking out an arm to poke at a guard’s shoulder. Startled, he flinched and swallowed thickly. “What’s your name?” You asked, batting your lashes. “Not gonna answer?” You pouted in mock sadness.

Despite the looks his colleagues gave him, the security guard turned to face you, earning a smile from you. “You gonna let me out?” The man laughed incredulously, “Sweetheart, you’re not leaving this cell,” He spoke.

You rolled your eyes at his words, “Not true, my Puddin’s coming for me, you’ll see, I’m gettin’ outta here soon.” He laughed again, this time more like he was mocking you. “You’ve been here for a week gorgeous, ain’t no one gonna come get you.”

That’s when your face dropped, you took a few steps back until you dropped to the floor, sitting with your legs crossed in thought. “H-he’s just runnin’ a bit late,” You spoke, the tone in your voice indicating that you were trying to convince yourself more than the guard.

More days passed, and there were no signs of your boyfriend coming to get you. You’d been visited by multiple guards, doctors, and even the Bat himself, and they all told you the same thing. At one point you started to believe them, giving up on trying to understand why you were still there and not in your lover’s arms.

Meanwhile, Sunghoon had been at your home, laying on the ground and looking up at the ceiling, a circle of any form of sharp object from a kitchen knife to a spear surrounding him. The look on his face read nothing other than emptiness as he mumbled out incoherent words and laughing to himself once in a while. He was going insane -more than he already was- without you.

It had been four weeks since you were gone. Four weeks of not having you at his side. Four weeks without his queen. There was no news about your whereabouts, and no matter how much he searched, he found nothing. Until Jake ran into the room panting, “They found her! She’s in the Belle Reve Prison!”

Sunghoon’s eyes flicked in Jake’s direction once the words left his friend’s lips, and he smirked to himself. “Get everything ready,” He instructed. “Are you okay, man?” Jake asked carefully, slightly fearful of the state his best friend was in.

Sunghoon said nothing as his gaze turned back to the ceiling, his smirk widening as he broke out into laughter. It kept intensifying until it turned into maniacal cackles, curling himself into a ball as he gripped and tugged harshly at his green hair. Feet kicking and arms flailing around he eventually pulled himself together and sat up, looking into Jake’s wide eyes. “Looks like my puppy’s coming back home.”

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Another boring day, you thought as you swung around on your sheets that had been tied to the ceiling bars. After many tries it seemed like your only source of entertainment were the demons in your head and the fabric you were supposed to cover yourself with when sleeping. You twisted and turned on the fabric, trying to get rid of the memories of you and Sunghoon. He wasn’t coming to get you, so it seemed like they served you no purpose anymore.

That was until the wall suddenly exploded and several men in black military suits walked in, all carrying machine guns in their gloved hands. You unraveled yourself from the fabric and landed carefully on the ground as you watched them take out the guards. One of the men stepped forward and practically destroyed the lock with an electric saw.

Confused, you took a few steps back when he walked into your cell, then he raised his hands to his helmet and pulled it off his head. “Puddin’!” You gasped and ran up to him, wrapping your arms around his broad frame as soon as he was close. Sunghoon reciprocated your actions and held you in his embrace as tight as he could. “Let’s go home,” He said as he looked down at your smiling face.

All those thoughts of Sunghoon not caring about you, not wanting you, vanished once you were back the safety of your home. He let out a breath of relief once you stepped into your bedroom, happy that you were back. You threw your arms around his shoulders and stood on your toes, a playful smile on your lips. “Took you long enough.”

Wordlessly, he leaned down to press his lips to yours in a hungry and messy kiss, his tongue swiping over your bottom lip almost immediately. He wanted -no, needed to feel you as close to him as possible. He had to prove to himself that you were actually there.

Wasting no time, Sunghoon picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist as he carried you towards the bed. Even in his needy state he was always gentle with you, treating you like you were made of porcelain.

Your back made contact with the mattress and you gasped into the kiss when you felt him start grinding his growing hard-on onto your core. “What’s made you this needy so quickly?” You tease with a giggle as he buried his face in your neck to start marking you, leaving behind purple marks and smudged paint. “You’re just so perfect angel,” He spoke next to your ear, nibbling on the end of it. “So perfect, and all mine,” He said as he sat up to help you take off your white top and threw it somewhere on the floor.

“My puppy… my doll… my queen,” He said as he littered kisses between each word. “Mine,” He growled, biting onto the skin of your collarbone. The combination of him still pressing himself onto you, his fangs digging into your skin, and his words caused you to let out a breathy moan. He was usually possessive with you, but this time it was different. It was like he wanted even the wind to know who you belonged to.

His kisses trailed down your tummy towards the orange jumpsuit tied around your waist, and it didn’t take long for it and every other item of clothing covering your bodies to end up somewhere on the floor. Of course, he didn’t forget that he’d bought you that diamond studded collar he mentioned a while ago. So he clipped it around your neck, loving the sight of the silver tag with the words ‘Property of the Joker’ engraved on it resting between your collarbones. You were his puppy after all.

Unlike other times, his thrusts were slow -rough- but slow, making sure you felt every inch of him inside you. With his deep and harsh strokes he had you seeing stars and moaning out his name like a chant in no time. He loved all the pretty noises you made for him, and how you left scratches on his back and arms from how good he was making you feel.

“Who do you belong to?” He grunted into your ear as he kept hitting your g-spot and sped up. “Y-you.” It was hard not to stutter when he was ramming into you the way he was. “That’s right,” he panted, “Such a good girl for me. My good girl.”

Then a thought occurred in his mind when he glanced over to the nightstand and noticed a small dagger. His thrusts slowed down as he picked it up and observed it, then he looked down at you with a smirk. “You know your safe word,” He said sweetly before picking up his pace by a little, trying to keep you stable as best as he could as he brought the blade to your hip.

A sob escaped your lips as you felt the sharp object pierce your skin, but your mind was too fuzzy to even form a coherent thought. You had a feeling about what he was doing, and you didn’t want him to stop, not when you were so close to your release.

He smiled in satisfaction as he saw his initials engraved into your skin, tossing the dagger to the floor. Leaning down next to your ear, and picking up his pace by a lot, now thrusting into you as quickly and harshly as he could, he whispered, “Now you’re mine forever doll.”

Your eyes rolled back from the combination of his words, his rough movements, and his lips sucking on your tits. “Close?” He taunted, looking up at you through his lashes when he felt you clench around him, groaning at the sight. Head thrown back, upper body covered in hickeys, bites and white paint that had rubbed off of his face, and back arching off the bed. You couldn’t form a single word from how good he was fucking you, only managing to nod in response. Not happy with your lack of words, he wrapped a hand around your neck, adding the pressure to snap you out of your daze. “Use your words angel.” “S-so close.”

He snickered, loving the way he could get you so dick drunk with such ease. “Go on then, be a good little puppy and cum for me.” A few more harsh thrusts and your legs were shaking, as you reached your climax, white liquid spiling from your cunt. Oh how he loved feeling how you shook beneath him, the fucked-out look on your face spurring him on until he came inside you.

Sunghoon kissed you through his release, a breathy moan escaping his lips and being muffled by your own. He rested his forehead against yours as both of you panted, leaving gentle kisses all over your face as he pulled out. It was unusual for him to be acting so soft, but you couldn’t bring yourself to complain because you liked this new side of him.

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You woke up to the feeling of the cold morning wind brushing against your naked body, snuggling closer to your boyfriend’s bare chest. He seemed to still be asleep, but even half-unconscious he pulled you closer to him and buried his face in your hair. If it were up to you, you’d chose to stay like this forever. In his arms where you felt safe and loved.

“You’re awake?” He asked groggily, eyes still closed but a smirk on his lips. He knew you had been staring at his face for a while, observing everything from his fluffy green hair and long lashes to his beauty marks and rosy lips. He looked good with a painted face, but you loved seeing his bare skin even more. “Is my angel bored?”

“I’m curious,” You spoke, hearing a hum from him as a sign to keep speaking, “This past month that I was gone, did you miss me?” His eyes opened upon your question, a look of confusion on his face. “The guards, doctors, even Batsy… they all said you wouldn’t come get me- that you didn’t care if I made it out of there dead or alive. That you were the king of Gotham regardless if I was by your side or not.”

Sunghoon pulled you closer until you were practically on top of him, hugging your body as he ran a hand through your hair. “You have no idea how worried I was,” He spoke in almost a whisper, “I went mad, killing everyone and everything in sight because I was angry at the Bat and myself because I wasn’t able to protect you. I was scared, and I missed you more than anything,” He paused to take a breath, “A king is nothing without his queen.”

You looked up at him with glossy eyes, feeling emotional from his words. “I love you.” Your voice was a mere whisper, but he heard it, and smiled when he felt you leave a kiss on the skin of his neck. It was the first time you’d said those words to him, and he never felt happier. He leaned down and pressed a loving kiss onto your forehead. “I love you more, and the next person who lays a hand on you gets killed. I promise.” You chuckled at his words. Even in his softest and most vulnerable moments, he was still the same old Joker.

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21st CENTURY GIRL

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𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 - 𝐋.𝐡𝐬

Pairing: heeseung ⚥ reader

Synopsis: your step brother has been hiding his feelings for you ever since the day he met you, and one night they become so unbearable after seeing you in your tiny little shorts at the dinner table that he can’t help but to come in your room after your parents went to sleep and finally do what’s he’s been wanting to for almost a year.

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, loss of virginity, stepcest, stepbrother, fingering, dry humping, very inexperienced reader, corruption kink, possessiveness, kissing, pet names. If you’re uncomfortable with step relationships, this is not for you, so please kindly click off. also they are both consenting adults. This is a work of fiction.

Genre: 18+, smut, minors do not interact!

WC: 1,8k

“Bubba, why aren’t you asleep?” You ask as your stepbrother silently creeps into your room. You were both ready for bed, and you were about to go to sleep after reading a few more pages of your book.

He smiles upon hearing the nickname you gave him. “Couldn’t sleep,” he sits at the edge of your bed. He couldn’t sleep because the whole time at dinner, he couldn’t help but look at your pretty legs and how cute you looked in your oversized shirt while you innocently smiled at him, not knowing all the dirty things he was thinking about doing to you. “Couldn’t stop thinking of you,” he whispers, leaving you slightly confused.

“What do you mean? is something wrong?” You close your book and set your reading glasses aside, giving him your undivided attention.

“Nothing wrong” he gets up and locks the door before climbing into your bed with you to act upon the filthy urges he’s had since the day he met you. “Just wanna spend some quality time with you.” You smile. Happy to hear that cause you loved spending time with your big brother.

When heeseung found out that he’d have a little step-sister, you were definitely not what he had in mind at all. Not to say he was complaining, though, cause when he found out how sweet, unsuspecting, and innocent you were, he was just biding his time till he could get you alone and have you all to himself.

In the meantime, though, he’d touch your thigh a little too high for him to be your stepbrother, and you’d just blush and laugh, thinking he just wanted to be close to you, just seeing how clueless you were about his intentions made his cock grow so hard in his jeans.

Sometimes when your guy’s parents weren’t around, he’d give you little kisses most of the time on your cheek, but when he was feeling risky, he’d kiss your sweet, tender lips, and nine times out of ten, he’d have to go lock himself in his room and beat off to the thought of your flustered face but not tonight because he couldn’t take it anymore he had to have you and cum in your precious little cunt to claim you as his before you gave your innocence to someone else.

“Bub-“ your words get lost when he starts caressing your thigh with his big warm hands. You always loved when he touched you like this. His touch felt so good it made you feel little butterflies all over. 

He wished to take his time with you, but he knew he had to make it quick. “Shhh, just lay down on your stomach and cuddle with your big Bubba,” you obey his odd request. He never asked you to do this before, but you didn’t mind. You liked how close you were with your stepbrother.

You feel him lay on top of you and pull the blankets over your bodies. You could feel something poking against you. It wasn’t uncomfortable, but you never felt anything like it before. “Bubba, what’s that?” he presses his cheek against yours and closes his eyes while he cups your hands together and intertwines them with his much larger ones. 

“That just happens to me whenever I’m with you” He slowly rolls his hips humping your butt, and you can’t help the foreign sound coming from your mouth when you feel him brushing against your barely covered parts. “Quiet, sissy. We can’t let Mom and Dad find out about this, okay?” He kisses your cheek, and you nod softly.

“Are you sure this is okay?” He nuzzled his cheek against yours, softly humming. 

“Yeah, it feels good cuddling like this with big brother, right?” You hum in agreement. “You want me to make it feel even better?” 

“Yes,” you pout slightly. When he moves back, he easily grips the waistband of your shorts and underwear, ripping them down to your ankles, making you gasp at the sudden cool air hitting your private parts. “Bubba, are you sure this is okay?” You ask him after he undresses you. The feeling of being exposed to him made you feel so shy.

“Yes, little sissy, don’t worry” The cold air is hard to ignore, and you want him to warm you up again.

“Bubba, I’m cold,” you whimper. “Will you get undressed too, bubba?” He feels like cumming just from those few little words alone.

“Aww, of course, sissy, bubba’s gonna warm you up, m’kay?” He lowers his pants and boxers around his thighs, pressing his tip on your hole. Groaning from the contact, he smiles from the white coming from your pretty slit, which tells him how much you’re enjoying it. He trails your entrance with his first finger spreading your slick over your cute shaven pussy. 

You squirm on the bed when he caresses the sensitive area between your legs, and you tremble from just his touch alone.

He gently inserted his finger, loving the little whimper you let out. He pumped his digit in and out, the sight of his finger coated in your slick, making his cock twitch a little as he smoothed his free hand over your bare bottom. Your butt looked so cute and round and he couldn’t wait for you to take him inside.

You instinctively pushed back a little so you could feel his finger more. You were already feeling warmer from whatever he was doing back there. He added his middle finger in you, and you made another odd sound and covered your mouth. Embarrassed when you felt something more going on down there, it felt better than before.

He bites down on his lip hard, containing his noises so they wouldn’t drown out the sweet squelching sounds of your pussy being pumped by his fingers. Once he prepared you well enough, he very slowly pushed it inside. You wince slightly, feeling something very large stretching and prodding on your crotch. It felt weird and a little uncomfortable, but you didn’t want him to stop cause it also felt really good. “Warm?” He grins while he lays back on top of you and pulls the blankets over your bodies once more.

“Yes, Bubba” Slowly rutting his hips, he snuggles his huge cock deep within your pulsating heat. “Are you sure this is okay? Why can’t Mom and Dad k-know?” He sighs. Of course, your little innocent mind was worried about doing something wrong and getting in trouble.

“Cause this is our special brother and sister bonding time besides, we’re just playing. Nothing wrong with playing right, little sis?” He moans quietly, feeling your tight little pussy wrapped around him. It felt like everything he had imagined and so much more.

You hold onto the pillow, squeezing your eyes shut from the feeling it was odd, but you’ve never felt anything so good before.

He frowns slightly and stops moving. “Unless you don’t want to play with your big brother.” 

“No!” You almost screamed cause you didn’t want him to stop what he was doing. There was a weird feeling building up inside you, and you wanted to feel more. “I want to play, do it again.” You beg.

“What? This?” He starts moving his hips faster, this time with a little more urgency. “You like it, right, sissy? Bubba makes you feel warm?” 

“Yes,” he smiles when your tender voice hits his ears and holds your hand’s in his again, needing to be as close to you as possible. 

After a while, you don’t know why but something feels extremely wet down there, but you don’t say anything cause you didn’t want playtime to end.

You sniffle slightly from the uncomfortable wetness, and you feel like you are going to cry cause you knew it was making him wet too. “Sorry, Bubba,” you cry, feeling guilt bubble inside you cause you ruined it.

“What’s wrong, sis?” He kisses your temple, stopping yet again in case he was going overboard. After all, you still were a virgin, and he didn’t want to hurt you. He’d beat himself up if you ever felt uncomfortable by him.

“It’s sticky, and I’m ruining our playtime and making you messy, too” his heart swelled at your innocence, and he immediately kissed all over your face to reassure you.

“It’s alright. Bubba likes getting wet. Remember how much I like going in the pool and getting soaked? Hmm?” He stroked your hand with his thumb.

“Yeah,” you nod and sniffle softly.

“I like this even better,” he comforts you breathing a sigh of relief at the fact he wasn’t hurting you like he had once thought he was.

“Okay, Bubba,” your sniffles come to a stop a little while later.

“Are you comfy?” He whispered in your ear.

“Yes, feels so full and warm,” you mewl.

“Me too,” he speeds up, not being able to hold himself back anymore.

“Bubba!” You scream on accident, but he was making you feel so good you couldn’t stop making those weird noises.

He immediately cups your mouth. “Shush. If they find out, they won’t let us play together anymore, and you wouldn’t want that, right, sis?” You nod your head. “I know it feels good, but try to be a little quieter, okay?” He kisses the side of your lips.

“Bubba, I feel weird,” you tell him feeling something strange bubble up inside you.

“It’ll feel really good soon I promise. Don’t fight it, baby sis” he sucks gently on your ear lobe, and that’s when you feel it, something exploding in your lower abdomen that makes you cry and your toes curl. You’ve never felt something that good before, and you wanted to feel it again and again.

“Do you want big brother to make you warm?” He feels his dick twitching, and he can barely wait for you to respond before he’s shooting his load deep inside your little virgin hole.

“Please, Bubba,” you whine, face scrunching as this warm feeling erupts inside your lower tummy. “It feels really warm” he smiles at you pecking your cheek one last time while he throbs and empties his cum in you, finally making you his.

“Did you enjoy our playtime?” He pulls out of you very carefully so as not to cause you any discomfort, and you whine at the loss of his warmth.

“Do it again,” he chuckles softly. He wishes he could, but he couldn’t risk getting caught.

“Don’t worry. We will. Big brother will play with you every night if you like” he pulls up his pants and then yours making sure to keep his cum on and inside you for the rest of the night.

“You promise?” You pout and hold your blankets up to your chest.

“Promise” He kisses your forehead, making you smile brightly at him while he tucks you in. “Night night, little sis” he turns off the main light in your room.

“Goodnight, Bubba,” you cuddle your teddy bear, but nothing could replace your big brothers' sweet warmth.

He closed the door quietly and snuck back to his room, and he couldn’t wait for next playtime.

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