HOT THINGS CHWE VERNON WOULD DO

∅HOT THINGS CHWE VERNON WOULD DO

CHWE VERNONloves his sound-cancelling headsets but with you, he always carries his earplugs and shares one of them, telling you this song reminds him of you or he thinks you’ll like this one but he always seems to lean in a little too close even though you can hear him just fine from the distance of his beside you.

CHWE VERNON always remembers the things you’ve mentioned in passing. sometimes he brings you food you mentioned you were craving, takes you places you said you always wanted to visit and not doing stuff you’ve said you didn’t like even if it wasn’t him you were talking about and he thinks you don’t notice and always says he felt like it.

CHWE VERNON holds your hands and shoves them into his jacket’s pockets. it destroys your heart when he does that out of nowhere and he is always nonchalant but because of your proximity you hear his heart beating too fast and the pulse of his hand in yours also in a race, it’s hot how his cheeks are red even though he is the one doing this to himself.

CHWE VERNON sends good morning voicemails even if it’s way past the time you’d have woken up as soon as he is up. his voice always makes you weak in the knees and he definitely doesn’t know the real effect it has on you, in turn, you always send good night voicemails as revenge because he always sends an array of texts after the mail.

CHWE VERNON says he doesn’t like cuddles but always falls asleep on you when his arms are around you on the bed and when he wakes up because you moved, his arms on both your sides and a confused “huh?” escapes his voice when he realizes he fell asleep on you again, flushing at your teasing smile before snuggling into with excuses spilling from him.

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I breathe for you.

Pairing: Wonwoo x gn!reader

Genre: fluff

Synopsis: When "I love you" wasn't enough.

Some people might think that the words "I love you" were enough to describe how much you adore someone.

While that might be true for some, but for Wonwoo it wasn't enough, not even nearly. He might as well go as far as to say that you didn't deserve an "I love you" because you need much more, way more than what has become way too common.

People say "I love you" too casually. Sometimes jokingly to their friends or to please a partner they just got with 2 days prior.

In fact, while you're lying down reading your book, Wonwoo was lost in his thoughts. He wanted to express his love in words. He strongly believed that love could only be truly expressed through actions.

To him, the fact that someone could do something that they don't exactly like for someone else is way more meaningful that 3 words that could be forgotten soon enough— not from you, everything is meaningful from you.

The way you look at him with doe eyes when you express your love with the exact same words he somehow struggles to say, it made his heart skip a beat. How it could only sound so sincere, just from you.

And now when you are about to flip a page of your romance novel, you hear words that will forever be more romantic than any cheesy quote from any of your books.

"I breathe for you."

Yes, that's it. He thought, you don't deserve any less than that. He wasn't exactly a poet but he knew how to make you blush in an instant, like a teenager in love.

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9:45 AM

wonwoo x reader, 0.395k.

you were doing fine yesterday, completing the tasks and errands that you purposely ignored for a few days. when the day came to an end, your whole body began to hurt and you just brushed it off considering you did a lot of things and went to sleep. it shouldn’t surprise you that you feel like you’ve been hit by a ton of bricks once you wake up. it really shouldn’t, but it still did. your head was pounding, your throat feels scratchy and you can barely breathe because of your clogged nose. it didn’t help that there was someone ringing your doorbell during this time of the day.

groaning in discomfort, you tried standing up several times just to fall back down. it took a couple of tries for you to finally be on your feet as you walked sluggishly towards your door. cracking it open slightly, you saw mingyu and dokyeom with a bundled up wonwoo beside them.

“y/n! wonwoo is sick and cheol told us to drop him off here because we have to practice and nobody will be able to look after him. also, sorry for not calli-“ mingyu was abruptly cut off by wonwoo’s hoarse voice.

“you look sick.”

“i am sick.” you replied hoarsely too.

“oh, this is great. you’re both sick so you can both look out for each other.” dk says with a big smile on his face as he gently pushes wonwoo to enter the room.

“i don’t think that’s how that works.” you say weakly.

“i’m not in the right mood to clean up someone’s vomit.” came in wonwoo’s response to which you lightly agreed.

“then make sure you won’t vomit. anyway.. bye!” mingyu took dk’s wrist before dashing off, leaving no room for argument as you and wonwoo watched them speed away.

you open the door with a sigh as wonwoo walks in. both of you walking towards your room to lay down.

“my body hurts too much to even make soup.” you say, curling up beside him. an arm made its way on your waist as he gently tugged you much closer to him. “let’s just sleep.”

as the two of you were sleeping, completely unbeknownst to you, two certain boys are currently being scolded by seungcheol for leaving a sick wonwoo and expecting a sick you to take care of him.

notes. wrote this in just 10 minutes and i’m not in the mood to proofread it. hope u enjoyed this mess cuz there’s two more.

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conclusion number three | jeon wonwoo

➝ Wonwoo x Reader

➝ fluff / slice of life / nonidol!au

➝ total word count: 1.4k

➝ notes, warnings: just them being cute. not proofread. wonwoo can be a lil ooc. Inspired by this post. i just love wonwoo so much, this is a wonwoo simp post. enjoy!

summary: you have a hypothesis you'd like to prove.

Wonwoo, you've come to realize, loves being complimented.

He doesn't say it out loud, doesn't do anything that screams "compliment me!", but he's not very subtle about his smile either when someone genuinely compliments him about something.

It's something that you've only noticed recently, and you're still keen on proving this hypothesis by throwing in compliments on random intervals throughout the days just to see how he'd react.

"You look very nice today." You say out of nowhere when Wonwoo is looking down at his coffee.

He blinks, a little confused, though you don't miss the shy smile he sports that's gone as quick as it appears.

"Thank you? We've been sitting here for an hour, though?" He doesn't say out loud the question of why you're only saying this now, but it's there and you shrug carelessly.

Conclusion number one: compliments about his look doesn't bring as much as a reaction from him even though it's there.

When you pass by a pretty flower wall, you ask Wonwoo to take a picture of you, something that he happily complies with and never complains about. 

After taking a few shots, he proudly shows you the pictures and says that the pictures came out nicely though he can take more if there’s a certain angle you prefer. You're looking at him instead of your phone, haven't even properly looked at the pictures, but your hypothesis is more important now so you say it anyway.

"You're very good at taking pictures, aren't you?"

He tilts his head before he looks at you, then smiles before he adds nonchalantly as he scrolls through the pictures he’s just taken, making your whole face warm with his comment.

"You're just very pretty."

Conclusion number two: he can brush off compliments about his skill easily though he seems pleased either way. (Need to confirm by complimenting his other skill that can't be turned back to you. Smooth bastard.)

You stumble upon a small festival on your way to dinner. Deciding to eat there instead, you and Wonwoo make you way through the festival, looking at the stalls along the street. You swing your hand as you walk through the sea of people, a little too excited to notice you've been swinging it a little too much.

Wonwoo grabs your hand with a chuckle, and when you look at him in question, he shakes his head without offering any explanation.

Looking at your hand in his, you hum before you tighten your hold and feel Wonwoo returns the gesture.

"Your hand is very warm, I like it."

He stops in his tracks, his eyes soft as he pulls you closer to him.

"You're very cheesy today, aren't you?"

Hm. Of course he'll catch up. At least he'd never know why you're doing this.

"What? I can't compliment my boyfriend?" You try to sound nonchalant, accompanied by a shrug that Wonwoo doesn't really buy.

He doesn't prod though, because what's the use in prodding when he can just accept compliments from the person he loves? There's no reason whatsoever for him to hold it against you. So he shakes his head and you feel the soft brush of his thumb against your knuckle before he pulls you to walk again. 

You stop by a crepe stall because you're craving sweets, your body swaying a little due to your excitement; you can’t remember the last time you went to a festival, probably a few years back during university, and to be here with Wonwoo of all people makes everything exciting–even waiting for an overpriced crepe because you have him by your side.

You press your lips together to stop the embarrassing squeal that’s trying to get out of your lips when the food vendor hands you your crepe, which says a lot about how enthusiastic you really are about the whole thing. Wonwoo chuckles yet again, keeps it in his mind to find more festivals to go to if you're this enticed by the thing.

Seeing an empty bench a while ago, you make your way back there in hope it’s still empty so you can eat your crepe and the takoyaki Wonwoo has just bought in peace. Thankfully, it is still empty, an old couple sits on the bench next to you and a group of three guys on the bench next to them.

Wonwoo sets the takoyaki and the bubble teas between the two of you, enjoying the festival vibe as he nibbles on a piece of takoyaki. You happily eat your crepe too, though you eye his food and wonder if it’s good. You don’t usually like takoyakis, but they seem good today and you blame it on the vibe around you.

“Want to try some?” He asks when he notices you frowning at the treat he’s holding.

Your lips purse in thoughts, and he breaths a chuckle before he pushes it in front of your lips. You take a full bite, and regret it immediately because it’s hot and you panic when your crepe almost topples from your hands.

The sound of Wonwoo’s laughter fill your ears despite the noise around you, and even though he’s laughing, his hands are already busy taking the crepe from your grip and handing you your bubble tea so you can cool the inside of your mouth down. He hands you a napkin too, something you gratefully take as you cough into the thing.

You say a bunch of incoherent things which Wonwoo guesses is just you telling him to shut up, but the way your cheeks turn completely full and you’re flailing your hands are just nothing but adorable to him that he can’t help grinning despite his worry.

When you finally manage to swallow the takoyaki (which does taste good and you would’ve appreciated had the prior incident not existed), you hit him square in the shoulder for laughing at your misery.

“Good to know my boyfriend likes seeing me suffer.” You glare.

“You know it’s not that.” He says softly, the smile never leaving his face. Before you can say anything back, he absentmindedly reaches out to wipe the corner of your lip with his thumb, then licks whatever that was there and continues with his meal.

You blink continuously, your whole face warm and you have to bite your lip from smiling too hard. 

What the fuck?

It seems like something he does without even realizing, because when he notices you’ve frozen in place, he looks genuinely confused and asks what happened like he didn’t just do what he did in a very public place.

Wonwoo has never really been one for public affections though he takes care of you the same. He doesn’t mind holding hands; but that’s about it–everything else he does behind the comfort of your door.

“Hey.” He pokes your cheek. “Why are you lagging?”

“Not funny.” You look at him unimpressed before you take your crepe back in embarrassment, though that doesn’t discourage him to grin at his own little joke. “Also, nothing.” 

“Ah, young love.” You hear the grandma next to you say to her spouse, something that Wonwoo seems to catch too because he shares that look with you. “Remember when you used to do that to me, too?”

The grandpa’s voice is too small for you to catch on, but what she says next gets your heart beating in an arrhythmical beat and you force yourself to lock your gaze on Wonwoo despite your embarrassment, his eyes avoiding yours, the tip of his ears blazing red, and he’s pressing his lips together so hard as if to contain a smile.

“They seem very in love, don't they? The young man takes care of the girl so well, I hope our son takes care of his wife like that too.”

“You take care of me well, huh?” You whisper, and he pretends like he doesn’t hear you regardless of the way he looks down to hide his smile that he’s no longer able to contain.

You grin at this, and you take his face in your hands so he’ll look at you. You’re a little surprised at how warm his face is, and you decide to spare him from the teasing you were originally about to do and you say another thing instead.

“You do take care of me very well; I’m glad I have you with me.” 

Conclusion number three: Wonwoo loves it very much when someone compliments him on the way he is with you.

With Benefits ☾

fwb!wonwoo x fem!reader

Warnings: kissing, cursing, explicit smut, dom/sub dynamics, use of sex toys, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, oral (m.), cum swallowing, squirting, overstimulation, use of a color system, spanking, aftercare

Summary: He may not be yours, but that doesn't exclude you from getting all the benefits

Word Count: 2.6k

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“Come here,” Wonwo says quietly.

It’s almost eerie how he says it. He pushes his glasses up on his nose and his gaze follows you like a predator watching its prey.

You walk over to him, sitting yourself on his lap and straddling him. He holds you by the waist, cold fingertips pressing against your sides as he licks his lips slowly.

You and Wonwoo are not together. Despite that fact, the two of you find yourselves in a position like this one. It's more of an arrangement that the two of you have set in place.

You don't even consider it a 'friends with benefits' because well, you're not really friends either. You and Wonwoo share the benefits and the benefits only.

You were two people experiencing less than satisfactory sex lives and after one night together, decided the two of you were compatible in bed.

"You look pretty, wear this f'r me?" He questions, finger playing with the material of your nightgown.

"Not everything I do is for you," You snap back, a little too quickly for his liking. You've always had a sharp tongue and he's always loved putting you in your place because of it.

He lets out a 'tsk' of disapproval. "You don't wanna piss me off today baby."

He's not lying. Today wasn't a good day for him at work. Everyone and everything seemed to piss him off and it's the whole reason you ended up here at his place. He was in need of a release and texted you to come over.

"Sorry," you mumble.

Wonwoo pushes your hair back softly. "What are your colors baby?"

"Green means good, yellow means slow, red means stop."

"And if you can't speak?"

"One tap is slow, two is stop. No taps means I'm good."

"Good girl," He smiles.

Once he has the confirmation he needs, it's like a switch has flipped inside of him. He's pushing you back onto the bed and parting your legs slowly.

"Need you to be good for me tonight," He breathes out. "Take everything I give you like a good girl."

Your breathing grows shaky. He pushes the oversized t-shirt you have on up slowly, exposing your lacy black underwear. He licks his lips slowly before sliding your panties down your ankles and tossing them onto the floor.

Purely out of reaction, you press your thighs together, making Wonwoo frown. "Why are you hiding from me, baby?" He pries your legs back open, this time wider than before.

"Wasn't doing it on purpose, promise." You reply.

He ignores you, lightly tugging at the t-shirt covering your body. "Take this off for me."

You oblige, slipping the fabric off of your body and dropping it onto the floor. You're suddenly exposed in front of him. He looks down at you with lust clouding his eyes. He adjusts his glasses on his face once again. "On your knees."

Again, you oblige, dropping down onto your knees in front of him. You wait patiently as he undoes his belt and lets his pants pool at his ankles. His underwear is the next to fall and your eyes are glued to his cock in all its glory.

It's only half hard now, but you're quick to change that. You don't wait for him to tell you, immediately taking his length into your hand. You feel the way he hardens and grows under your touch.

You pump him slowly, increasing the speed of your movements progressively before taking him into your mouth. He lets out a satisfied breath when he feels the warmth of your mouth around him.

You start off using your spit to lubricate his cock before taking him deeper down your throat. His tip hits the back of your throat easily, he's trained you well.

You continue pumping him in your hand, taking the other half of his cock down your throat as you bob your head. Wonwoo groans, tilting his head back and gripping the bed sheets harder.

You look up at him, movement never faltering as you admire him. His adam's apple is prominent from this angle and you can hear the breathy groans he releases from his throat.

His hand tangles itself in your hair and he pushes down, forcing you to take his cock deeper down your throat. You gag, but you don't stop.

He continues pushing your head, lifting his hips to meet you halfway as he fucks deep into your throat. Your eyes are welling with tears as you struggle. Your throat aches and your nails are digging into his thighs but he's relentless.

"Cumming-fuck!" he groans. "Swallow it all f'r me, baby."

You don't get to react before his warm seed is filling your mouth. It comes out in thick spurts, coating the inner walls of your throat. He lets out a long groan of satisfaction when you swallow.

He licks his lips slowly, looking down at you with a grin.

"Open." He demands.

You pant a few times, trying to catch your breath before opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue.

"Good girl." He says. "Up."

You oblige, rising back up to your feet and joining him back on the bed. He lays you down and reaches over you, opening up the drawer next to his bed.

He pulls out a little pink vibrator that instantly has you throbbing and clenching around nothing. He presses it against your clit, rubbing it along your folds slowly.

He doesn't turn it on, however, simply watching the way your arousal coats the toy. Satisfaction courses through his veins knowing you're already soaked just from sucking him off.

"You gonna be good for me?" He asks, continuing to run the toy up and down along your folds.

You nod. "I'm always good for you."

"You're never good for me," He replies, pressing the toy down on your clit.

You buck your hips up instinctively at the new pressure. Wonwoo lets out a disappointed 'tsk.' "So greedy and impatient. You really aren't a good girl."

"I am!" You whine. "I am."

"We'll see."

Without warning, he's turning the toy on and pressing it down on your clit. You cry out, immediately trying to close your legs at the sudden stimulation.

Wonwoo is having none of it, prying your legs back open with his free hand.

"Cut that out, need to see how pretty she is when she squirts," He presses the vibrator down harder.

You grind your hips up, allowing the vibrations to spread across your clit needily. He allows it, pressing down harder to draw you closer to your orgasm.

He bumps it up another speed, which has you moaning and crying out even louder.

"Oh my- Fuck, Wonwoo I'm not gonna last much longer," You cry out. "Please let me cum."

You continue to buck your hips up, moving sloppily and desperate to get yourself off.

"Go ahead pretty girl," he permits.

You're letting out a string of hushed 'thank yous' as your orgasm overwhelms your body. Wonwoo hums in approval as he watches you fall apart. He applies more pressure onto your clit, allowing you a thorough orgasm and he only retreats when he sees the rush of fluid he's been expecting.

You grip the bed sheets with full force, moaning almost pornographically as you squirt everywhere.

It takes a few moments for you to recover from the intensity of it all. Wonwoo coaxes you back into your senses, turning the toy off and placing it on the nightstand before joining your side on the bed.

He strokes your hair slowly, kissing you from the top of your head down to your cheek and neck. "What's your color, pretty girl?"

"Green," You rasp out.

"You sure? That was a lot for you I know."

"I'm okay," You reach out to him and entangle your hands with his. "Haven't even had your cock in me yet. Can't tap out before then."

A grin spreads across his face. "Fuck, I adore you Y/n."

He's lifting you back onto his lap. You see his cock is standing tall and hard again, tip leaking with excitement for what's to come.

"Want you to ride me, fuck yourself on my cock. You can do that for me, yeah? Be a good girl and ride my cock."

You nod, lifting your hips so you're hovering over him and aligning his cock with your entrance. Your breathing grows shaky and gets caught in your throat as you sink down onto his length.

He stretches you open, filling you up to the brim. He guides you, placing his hands on your hips as he enters you. He sits up on the bed, eyes glued to where the two of you meet.

You take a moment to adjust to his size. You feel so full and you're already sensitive from your first orgasm.

He frowns, bringing his hand across your ass with a loud slap before reclining back down onto the bed. "Start moving baby, the dick isn't gonna ride itself."

His words send shivers through your body. You obey him like a dog, bouncing up and down on his cock and progressively picking up your speed.

"Fuck," You breathe out.

He continues ot hold you by your hips as you ride him. His cock buries itself deep in your walls, tip brushing against that sweet spot deep inside of you ever time you move your hips.

Wonwoo groans every time you sink down onto him. His head is tilted back once again as he relishes in your warmth. You're so tight and he can feel his length splitting you open every time you bounce on his cock.

An idea pops in his head and he's extending his arm toward the nightstand. You don't know it until he's turned the vibrator back on and pressed it against your clit.

Your hips jerk and lose their rhythm. "Wonwoo-"

He says nothing, simply grabbing you by the hip and forcing you back down on his cock at the rhythm you had previously. Your body is going into overdrive. It's too intense.

“I can’t…” You cry. “Fuck Wonwoo ‘s too much, I can’t.”

Wonwoo ignores your pleas, turning the vibrator up to its maximum speed. It catches you off guard, and you're so overstimulatedd that your hips come to a complete stop.

"You can, move." He demands.

"I can't," You whimper.

Jeon Wonwoo has never been the type of man to take no for an answer.

“Yes you can baby,” He coos lightly. He strokes your hair softly, pressing the vibrator against your clit harder.

You fall over into his chest pathetically and cry out. “Fuck- I can’t Wonwoo.”

“Color?” He asks, momentarily detaching the toy from your body.

“Green,” You rasp out.

A smirk tugs at his lips and he presses the vibrator against your clit once again. Your body jerks at the feeling, causing you to clench around him and he throbs inside of you.

“Liar,” His free hand lay on your hips, lightly guiding you. “Babbling about how it’s too much… but you fucking love this, don't you baby?”

You're too overstimulated to manage a response. Your body is nearing exhaustion but your orgasm is approaching even faster. You can only moan out, continuing to ride him desperately.

Your mind grows hazy and your body moves almost like it's on autopilot. You're trying to outrun the exhaustion your body is facing, you're so fucking close.

Smack!

A harsh slap lands on your ass, snapping you back into reality. Your back arches and your skin is burning.

“I’m fucking your pussy not your mouth, I expect you to speak back to me.”

"I love it," You slur. "You're right... I love it so much."

Your voice is getting whinier and pitchier. Your throat is sore and you're drenched in sweat. Wonwoo is doing nothing to help you and the vibrator against your clit is pure torture.

"I'm so close... please let me cum Wonu," You plead with him.

He nods, kissing your hair. "Only because you asked like a good girl."

"Thank you," You rasp out.

You lean into him pressing your chests together and wrapping your arms around his frame. Your body comes to a halt when you release. He lets out a groan when he feels the way you pulse around him. You don’t even realize you’re squirting again because your mind is so hazy. He lifts you up just enough to feel your release on this thighs with a satisfied smirk.

You cum around him with such intensity that it leaves you breathless. The pleasure is overwhelming and your body goes limp on his lap. He removes the toy from your body, turning it off the tossing it aside. He pushes your hair back out of your face and tilts your head so he can look at you.

You gives you a soft smile, and licks his lips. "How you feeling?"

You mumble. " 'M okay."

"Think you can keep going for me?" He asks, voice just above a whisper.

"Wonu," You groan.

"C'mon baby, I know you can do it for me," He coos softly. "Just a little bit more f'r me. You can do that right? I'm almost there, promise."

You whine. "Can't."

"You sure? You're already moving baby," He breathes out.

You didn't even realize your hips had picked up motion. You were subconsciously grinding down on him despite how sensitive you were. You were still coming down from your orgasm, but your body seemed to crave him more.

You let out a breath. "Shit."

"There we go baby," his hands guide your hips, slowly lifting you up and helping you bounce on his cock.

You're still sensitive, letting out gasps each time he fills you up again. He helps you through it, guiding you and lifting your body as you ride him slowly. He doesn't mind the pace, he knows you're gonna get him there sooner or later regardless.

He praises you, whispering in your ear ever so softly about how good you're doing for him and making him feel. He's more vocal, feeling his cock throb inside of you as his orgasm approaches.

A few more thrusts and he's spilling his load inside of you. His head falls back with a loud groan and he holds you still on his lap. The feeling of his cock throbbing nearly sends you over to the edge again and you relish in the way he fills you up.

He lifts you off his lap entirely and you cringe at the empty feeling. He's gentle with you, kissing your skin softly and telling you how well you did.

"Pushed your limits today, gonna take good care of you pretty," he pecks your shoulder.

You nod softly as he lays you down on the bed with the utmost care. He rises from the bed, putting on a pair of boxers before disappearing into the bathroom to start a bath.

He comes back a few minutes later. You're nearly asleep from the exhaustion. "C'mon."

He lifts you up, carrying you into the bathroom and joins you in the tub. He washes your body with gentle hands before slipping one of his t-shirts over your body. He changes the bedsheets and tucks you in.

He disappears into the kitchen and comes back with snacks. You give him a small nod when he extends a pack of cookies out to you. He feeds you and turns on the tv in his room.

The two of you spend the rest of the night in bed together, cuddling until you both fall into a peaceful slumber.

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can you do seventeen hip hop unit headcanons where they’re having rough sex and they spit in readers mouth? 🤠

❝ open wide ❞

hip hop unit x fem!reader

warnings: sub reader, choking, spit kink, marking, pet names (baby, good girl), creampie, the boys are dominant

wc: 300 mlist

seungcheol! had you against the counter. his hips roughly snapping against yours. “fuck,” he grunted. his hand move to your throat applying pressure. “more cheolie more,” you begged. your whines only made him thrust into deeper and faster. “who’s pussy is this?” he thrusted. you whined, clawing his back. “who’s pussy?” he snapped. “y-yours,” you whined. seungcheol smirked. “open,” you opened your mouth letting seungcheol spit in it. he patted your cheek. “good fucking girl.”

wonwoo! couldn’t stop thinking about it. he heard about it from his friends and the thought of spitting in your mouth, has plagued his mind. his hands tightly gripped your hips as he pounded into you. “oh fuck, fuck,” he slowed his pace causing you to whine. “baby can i try something?” he asked. you nodded, “open your mouth.” your mouth opened. wonwoo took his chance to spit, you moaned swallowing. “fuck baby that was so hot.” he quickened his pace.

mingyu! does it every time before he cums. he’s already made you cum three times, he’s working on the fourth. mingyu loves him to finish inside you. his hand had a bruising grip on your hip with his left hand, his right tightly wrapped around your throat. “open up baby,” you opened your mouth letting in his spit. as you swallowed mingyu shot his hot load into your aching cunt.

vernon! first brought it up as a joke. he wasn’t expecting you to be into it. when you kneeled before him with your mouth open he took the chance. “swallow it,” you swallowed his salvia then stuck your tongue back out. “oh fuck, come here.” he flipped you onto your back before pounding his cock into you. “that’s it baby girl take it,” he smirked when you opened your mouth again allowing him to spit.

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author’s note! those pictures mingyu posted have been plaguing my mind

love, echo ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪

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