Heavenly

Heavenly

February Filth Fest : Day Twelve

Choi San x gn reader

a/n: another story that goes with a cigarette after sex song . what can i say? they make good music !!!

Tell me it's love, tell me it's real. Touch me with a kiss, feel me on your lips.

✫彡wordcount: 800

(>ᴗ•)genre: smut

ಠ_ಠwarning/contents: not edited, nipple play, handjob, sub san, soft domming, praise, edging, like two lines of overstim, pet names(sweet boy, sannie, baby & love, honey), little bit of after care(❤️‍🩹)

FFF tags: @cherryxsang @k-drizzle

SMUT UNDER CUT MDNI

"You're doing so good," you whisper into his back, cuddling closer. Your hand, slicked up with lube slowly moving up and down his length. "My Sannie."

"Thank you," he mumbles into the pillow he holds against his chest, whining as your tighten your hand at the base of his cock. "Feels so good, s'good."

His brain seems to short circuit when your other hand slips under his torso and between him and the pillow, grazing over his nipple. He hums loudly, arching into your touch before you push him back into your chest. "More. I need more."

You drag your nail over the pebbled flesh, scratching it gently. "All you have to do is ask nicely, Sannie." You trail your hand up and down his chest and kiss his exposed back as he stutters, your hand stroking all the while.

It feels heavenly. Being in your safe arms as you work him closer to the edge gently after a rough day. He's floating away from his own body. "Please, Love.I need more. Please?"

"Of course, Sweet Boy." You twirl your finger around his nipple, pinch it, roll it between the pads of your fingertips, anything to give him all the love he deserves. To give him all your love. Everything you're capable of to make him feel it through your touch.

You slide your hand across his chest and he whines, making you chuckle. "Can't leave this one out- right, Baby?" You ask rhetorically as you begin your softly toy with his neglected nipple.

"Uh-uh. Can- can't le... oh my god. Honey, I- I can't, I'm gonna cum. Can I cum?" You smirk into his back, leaning your forehead against his hot skin. "Love, please! I need-"

"To cum for me? That it? You wanna make a mess for me?"

He cranes his neck at an uncomfortably angle, eye brows kitted up as he tries not to cum. "Kiss me," he says, blinking rapidly as he fights back tears. "Kiss me, I want to cum."

You push him on his back and make him abandon the pillow, letting him hold you instead. His hot cock between you being edged to the max as he waits for your lips. Overworked beyond belief as he awaits your command. Your fingers still teasing his sensitive buds. He wraps on of his arms around your neck lazily and tries to tug you down.

"Say you love me," he whimpers as you kiss at his neck. "Tell me you love me."

"I do. I love you so much, Sannie. You're my sweet Angel... my godsend." You finally give in and weave your lips into his, smiling into it as he whines, grabbing at the back of your neck feverishly and pulling you closer. "My Sweet Boy." You murmur against him, licking his lips before you dive back in.

He groans and rolls his eyes as you pull away from his lips. "Don't stop, Love. I'm so close."

"Tell me you love me." You repeat his words back to him, hand encircling his tip and making him buck up into your hold. He doesn't know why he can't just cum already. He doesn't know why, but he needs you to say he can.

"I love you! I love you so much, please! S-fuck, please! I love you, I love you," he whimpers like a broken record, almost flying away when you lean in and whisper.

"Cum for me." It's a demand that slips your lips, but it's laced in sticky honey and disguised as gentle. He opens his mouth to respond, but is met with your lips blocking his voice. That's all he needs.

His warm seed seeps into the fabric of your pajamas and covers your hand in stick. "That's it, Baby. That's it." You moan against his cheek, littering it in open mouthed kisses. "Let it all go, I'm here. I got you, Sweet Boy. My Sweet Boy."

He hiccups loudly and holds onto the ends of your hair tightly as you begin to overstimulate him, milking him for all he's worth. "S'too much, too much!" You let him go with a smirk against his neck and kiss him once more before reaching over and grabbing the hand towel you prepped. You wipe your hand clean, and then his stomach, avoiding his twitching shaft.

"Feeling better, Sannie?"

"Yes," he hums dumbly, watching as you clean up the mess you've both made and throwing the soiled rag and your pajama bottoms to the hamper. "Thank you. I love you."

You climb back over him and cradle his flushed face in your hands. "Anything for you. Anything for my Baby."

Aren't you?

February Filth Fest : Day Thirteen

Jung Wooyoung x fem reader

a/n:i saw this photo and my brain said "oooh pretty" and then it said "mermaid wooyoung brrrr"

"Sing for me."

✫彡wordcount: 2.5k (whoopsie)

(>ᴗ•)(✯◡✯)genre: smut, fantasy/historical

ಠ_ಠwarning/contents: not edited, technically not mirror sex but something very similar (😉), unprotected(no good), best friends to lovers, fingering, very slight pred&prey, praise, drool&spit, pet names(woo&baby, pretty girl), cream pie

FFF tags: @cherryxsang @k-drizzle

SMUT UNDER CUT MDNI

You were always warned of sirens and their dangerous nature. Your parents told you that a siren would lure you in and eat you whole. Your village believed that their songs would make you sell your soul to the devil for another listen. Everyone made you think that these creature were the worst of the worst in a world full of monsters.

And then you boarded the Starlight and met a shining man named Wooyoung.

He was the first one to jump up and greet you when your brother brought you aboard. You were taken aback, holding the hilt of you knife cautiously as you inspected him. He was the nightmares come to life. Sparkles lining his skin that was meant to catch the waters reflection and blind prey. Short, pointy canines used to sink into whatever he pleased. Bright, shining eyes that followed your every move with slit irises.

And, by the Gods he was the most beautiful man he you ever saw.

Then he opened his mouth to greet you and held out his hand even though you brandished a knife and hid behind your brother.

After it was explained that he, and a few others on the Starlight were outcasted from their clans because they refused their traditions- you had at least a tolerance for him.

He was nothing like the creatures that you had been taught about. He never even used his voice or powers. He only felt the sea and reported back on what it spoke to him. He made jokes that made you laugh after rough missions and taught you how to swim, he even showed you his tail after you became so close.

He quickly became your best friend and your favorite crew member.

So, naturally, when he left the tavern of the latest city you docked at with the excuse of feeling unwell: you decided to follow after him. It took you a few minutes to decide, and by the time you made it outside, he was nowhere to be found in the street.

You make your way slowly, loosing yourself in thoughts as the cool wind whipped around you. You don't even have time to snap out of your own mind before it reaches you. A low, deep harmony.

You blink confusedly, continuing on your path to the dock despite the fact that your mind pieces together the situation. You can't stop yourself. It's so sweet and comforting, laced in something addicting as he sings out various 'la's and 'da's. As you walk up the wooden dock, your mind seems to go completely blank.

"A round of hazel and thunder. A round of whispering closer."He leans over the edge and drags his fingers in the cool water.Its still mid-day, and the sun shines in a way that makes the blue water reflective. As you get closer, you can see why he strays away from the edges of the boat and hurries away when you dock.

The suns reflection off the water makes his sparkles glow. Usually, they shine. But now, in his natural habitat... he looks like a sun kissed God.

"Okay for us. A round of closer, a round of hazel and thunder."

"Wooyoung?" It comes out without your own knowledge, slipping past your lips as you tip toe closer.

He pulls his hand away from the water and flips around on his back, scooting away to the very edge. "You didn't... I didn't realize you followed me, I didn't mean to." He notices the glaze in your eyes, one he promised himself never to give someone. "S...stay there, okay?" You crouch down, kneeling infront of his cowering figure.

"Your voice is so beautiful." Again, your mouth doesn't have permission from your brain before the words come barreling out. "So sexy." He can only stay completely still as you inch forward, unless he want to fall into the water. And that can not be an option when he was just utilizing his voice. He doesn't know if he has that much self control.

"Stop," he places his boot on your chest and holds you at a legs length, avoiding your gaze.

That small gesture seems to knock you out of your daze. You back away with a hand to your mouth and fall back on the deck. He almost entranced you, you almost let him. "I'm so sorry, Wooyoung. I didn't, I didn't mean to- really! I didn't know you would be singing. You nev- you never sing! I mean, you said that you didn't feel well, so I came to take care of you and I really didn't notice I- I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to listen to you!"

You ramble on and on and don't even notice that you're crying until he becomes blurry. "I didn't mean to listen." You sob, scooting away and struggling to stand.

"It's okay, it's okay!" He stands in a hurry and grabs ahold of your shoulders before he can stop himself. It makes a rush of adrenaline puss through him. He can't help himself. He hates himself for the way he really, really, loved the way your eyes glazed over. And he really, really, loves the way you shiver in his hold. "I shouldn't be singing, but... it hurts me not to. It's still part of who I am. I cant help myself, I need to."

"W-will you sing for me? I'll let you."

"What?" He still holds onto your arms as his eyes widen in shock.

"Oh, please," you chuckle, "don't you want to? You're looking at me like I'm a piece of meat, Wooyoung. You always do when we're on the water." His irises are shifting shapes faster than you can process, from predator like to completely human in a matter of milliseconds, back and forth between the two. "I want you to. I said I wanna take care of you. I mean it."

He pulls you down to the dock and presses you down on your stomach as he cages you under him. "You mean it? You really mean it? I can... I can-"

"Yes."

His grips loosens ever so slightly, hand wrapping up in your hair and pushing your head down to the dock. "Sing for me, Woo."

"You know what you're getting into, Baby?" Your pussy thinks for you, clenching around nothing. You whine as he pushes up your shirt and caresses your back.

"I know. I'm okay. Want you to." He groans behind you and rolls his neck out, nails gently scratching your skin. "I want you to."

A silence settles over the two of you for a good moment as you both just breath heavily and wrap your heads around your situation.

He settles his hips just under yours, and you can already feel the bulge growing through his pants. His hands find yours and hold them at either side of your head, fingers intertwined with yours.

"Sweet for us," his voice rings around you, and it already has you wrapped around his finger and bending to his will. "A round of hazel and ether. A round of whispering closer. Hazel and thunder. Whispering closer. Closer. Closer. Sweet. For us, sweet." His words begin to lose all meaning before they reach you, you're completely gone by the time he finishes his song.

You don't even realize that he's pulled your skirt up and your panties to the side. You don't even realize that his fingers are deep inside of you until he curls them against your g-spot.

You groan out and grab at the edge of the the wooden planks, his hand still heavy ontop of yours. "Gods!" You bite down on your lip and let your head slump down as he spreads his fingers inside of you. "Oh, Wooyoung," you hum lowly, "songs so pretty. Voice is so nice."

"Yeah? You like it? My voice got you this wet?" His palm slaps against your slick and makes a lewd sound to prove his point, "tell me it did."

"It did! It did! Want more, please, Woo!"

He groans, leaning over your back and stilling his fingers as his teeth drag against your hot neck. "Dumb girl," he coos sweetly. "Fell right for me. Right into my arms. I can take you whole right now if I wanted to. And you'd like it, wouldn't you?" He chuckles as he feels your fingers clench around his digits.

"Yes," as his song starts to fade from your mind, you're starting to come to your senses. And you don't find yourself minding. In fact, you want him even more. "Yes," you moan louder.

"You with me?"He asks as you blink up at the sky, neck cranked up.

"With you."

"You still want it?"

"Fuck, yeah, I want it."

He lifts up your hips and spreads your knees with his as he frees himself. He pulls his fingers away and grabs onto your skirt, soiling the fabric with your arousal as he pulls your hips up. You push yourself up and come face to face with your reflection in the water from how close to the edge you are.

He really could just push you into his element and take whatever he wanted from you. But this is still your Wooyoung. He wouldn't do that if his own life was on the line. He wouldn't take advantage of someone to save the entire crew. So he makes sure once again, leaning over you and whispering as he makes eye contact with you in the water.

"You want me to fuck you?"

"Yes, please. Want you to fuck me." He inches his cock into you at a detrimentally slow pace, watching your lips press together and your eyes flutter shut. He stills inside of you, smirking as he sees your mouth fall open. He uses on of his hands to catch you as your elbows give out, wrapping it around your chest and between your breast. "You like it, Baby?"

You whine out at the nickname, grabbing his hand with one of yours and reaching around with the other planting the other on his thigh as he pulls your back flush with his chest. "Open your eyes," he hums, smiling softly as you do. You look over the edge and find his face pressed against your shoulder, peeking over it to watch you in the reflection. "Aren't you so cute? Already so fucked out and I haven't even moved yet."

His hips draw back slowly and then he slams into you, send you back down and grabbing at the edge like it will save you from his brutal rhythm. "Look," he demands as he leans over you. You snap your eyes open and blink away a few stray tears of pleasure. He pushes you both closer to the water, just inches away now. "Look so pretty on my cock."

Your eyes flick form you to him, and back again until he hits a spot inside of you that makes your eyes roll. "Wooyoung!" He hums into your shoulder, opening his mouth and grazing his teeth over your skin.

"Keep looking," he moans as he licks a strip up to your ear and takes the lobe between his teeth. You moan loudly, one of your hands flying back and searching him out. He grabs onto it and holds your hand against the small of your back. "Want you to watch me while you cum."

You breath catches in your throat as he groans into your ear. "Can you?"

"Fuck," is all you can manage as he settles his face over your shoulder, chin resting gently over it as he pounds you like there's no tomorrow. "So pretty, Woo."

You catch a glimpse of him blushing, leaning his head into the side of yours in bliss.

"You feel so good."His praise makes your brain misfire, jaw dropping open and eyebrows knitted in concentration as you fight to keep your eyes on him. A string of drool starts to fall from the corner of your lips, and he watches it intensely as it forms into a drop and falls into the sea, creating a small ripple. He can feel it as it mixes into the sea, and he all but goes crazy.

"Woo, please!" You cry out as he pulls you up again and stills his hips. He turns your face and takes your lips for the very first time. And it feels like magic. Like the Gods made his lips to devour yours. Like the universe intended for you to fall into his trap. You moan against him as he slips his tongue into your mouth and swirls it around. He touches every single part of you he can reach with it, licking the roof of your mouth with a groan as your spit covers him. He pulls away and grinds into your heat as he speaks lowly."Spit in my mouth."

You have to take a few seconds to register his request, and then you're bringing up your hand to open his jaw. You spit directly into his mouth and his whines. It a sound you could get addicted to, even more than his songs. He groans as your tighten around him, hand grabbing at the side of your face. "Make me cum, Woo. Please?"

He almost slams you back down, chest pressed against the hard wood as he hammers into you, staring into your soul through the water. You hands fall into the water, fingertips dragging through it as his thrusts make you bounce. He whines again, feeling your connection with the water in his mind. You close your eyes briefly, and then remember his words as one of his hands grabs the back of your neck,blunt nails digging in. You find his gaze quickly and almost fly away from your body.

The sparkles that litter his cheek bones are so much brighter than they've ever been, even on the night when he showed you his tail. His slit iris are blown wide. His fluffy hair sticks down on his forehead as he fucks into you unbelievable power.

"So fucking beautiful. You gonna cum on my cock, pretty girl? You are, aren't you?"

"Yes! Yes, please, Woo! Don't stop, don't- fuck! I wan- I want to cum!"

"Hey, look at me," he orders, hand slipping between your legs and onto your neglected clit. You cry out, slamming your hand down on the dock as he circles it. "Fucking look at me when I'm making you cum."

You force yourself to keep your eyes open and trained on his reflection over your own. You let go, gushing around his cock and whining as you see his face twist up in pleasure as he cums in response to your leaking cunt around him.

You don't take your eyes off one another until both of you are fucked out beyond belief and he slip out of you, tugging up his pants and covering you up before pulling you ontop of him as he lays flat.

"Fuck," you murmur. "Holy fuck." "Was I too rough?" He whispers as he pushes away your sweaty hair.

"No, no. Was so good."

"Good." He laughs a bit, stroking his hand up and down your spine. " 'Cause I could go again."

Kiss it off me

February Filth Fest : Day Seven

Jung Wooyoung x fem reader

a/n: sorry if this one isn't super long, i had some personal thingys

"Ready for another round, Beautiful?"

(>ᴗ•)genre:

smut w/o plot

ಠ_ಠwarning/contents:

not edited, use of aphrodisiacs and alcohol, established relationship, literally feral, an insane amount of orgasms, hot potato but with dom/sub dynamics, unprotected(womp womp), multiple cream pies, nipple play,pet names (baby,love&babe,baby boy, woo), brief blowjob, cum eating and swapping

tags: @cherryxsang @k-drizzle

SMUT UNDER CUT MDNI

"Bam!" You place the plate of cookies down with a wide smile. "They're a little over done but I don't think it should matter..." You lift one up and inspect it, "probably just a little crunchy!"

Wooyoung turns with the drink mixer in his hands, leaning over the table and looking at the cookies. "They look good, Baby. How much did you put?"

You grab the messy paper where you've written down the recipe. "Two teaspoons. That's not a lot, right?"

"Sounds reasonable to me," he shrugs before shaking the drink around. You turn into the kitchen and grab two paper towels, placing a cookie on each and sliding one over to him. He pours the concoction equally into two glasses he's already set up. "My lady." He smiles as he slide the glass to you.

"Thank youuu." You sniff the drink, recoiling and holding a hand over your mouth to hide the laugh that threatens to come out.

"What? What is it?"

"How much gin did you put in here, Babe?"

He shrugs, looking at the bottle that's now half empty. "Not a lot."

"Maybe you should stick to the kitchen, and I stick to the drinks."

"Yeah, no, you're right."

He slides his cookie back over the table to sit next to you, taking his drink with him. You pick up the warm cookie and share a kiss with him before you take a bite.

You make small conversation as you each finish a cookie and your very strong drinks. You lean over and rest your head on his shoulder, and he cranes his neck to kiss the top of your head.

"You feel anything, Baby?"

"No. You?"

"Nada. Maybe we got a dud or something."

--

"Holy fuck!" He cries, hands tightening on your hips as you grind down on him. "S'good! Fuck me so good! So good," he moans like a prayer. He leans his head back with a whimper as he cums into you again. It makes you cum around him in response, leaning into his neck and licking up his sweat.

You've been at it for at least two hours, and neither of you can stop. He's came into your cunt at least five times, and you've gushed around him six? Seven? Your brain has turned to mush at this point. All you can think is Wooyoung. Wooyoungs dick. Wooyoungs hands grabbing at your tits.

"Baby, please!" He whimpers, hands massaging your skin. "Keep going, keep going, please, please, fuck me, fuck me," he whines like a broken record, hip's barely bucking up into you to meet your harsh bounces. "Please, I need it!"

All he can think is you. Your warm cunt filled with cum still around him. Your sweet praises. Your fingers tweaking his sore nipples. Your tongue rolling over them.

You slap one of your hands over his mouth and tell him, "then take it."

His hands travel down to your hips and flips you over, holding your hips down as your body bounces with the force of his thrusts. "You take it. I'm going to fuck you so full you can't fucking think."

"God, Woo! You're- fuck... holy shit, Love. You're so good, so good to me! Fuck me so good!" He brings his hand down to your clit and has you cumming again just at the contact alone, fucking you right into another one with his erratic thrusts and his finger twirling around. "Baby, cum..." You don't know whether you're asking him to cum or telling him you just did, but it's all that your mind can muster up.

He flips you over again, holding your hips down to his as close as he can as he over-fills your pussy. You pull up off him and cum drips out of you onto his hard cock. You both moan at the sight, worked up beyond belief. He's about to wipe it up when you swat away his hand and scoot down, leaving a trial of cum drops as you make your way down. "What are you doing, Baby? Keep going, please keep going!"

"Calm down, Baby Boy." You lick up some of the puddle on his lower stomach, savoring the flavor as your swallow. He has to physically hold himself back from releasing again at the sight. "Gonna kiss it off you."

He groans loudly, hand wrapping itself up in yours as you begin kissing and licking all over his stomach and pelvis. When he's both clean and painfully hard, you lower yourself down even more to his cock. "Want me too, Babe?"

"Yes," he breaths heavily, whining as you lower your mouth down on his jizz covered cock. "Ha~" he holds down his hips with his free hand, squeezing yours tightly in the other. "Fucking amazing, Baby. I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna-"

You scoop it up on your tongue and are back on him in the next second, settling on his cock,still hard, and connecting your mouths as you hold his open. He laps up your tongue, moaning into your open mouthed kiss as he swallows up the cum you've collected. You cradle his face as you pull away and admire the sight.

His eyes are almost fully black, unblinking as he admires you like you do to him. His mouth is slick and swollen and glazed in cum- yours, his, it's impossible to tell.

"So beautiful," you chime together. "Oop-" he laughs, leaning into your shoulder as you lay ontop of him in laughter. He slides his hands up and down your back, leaving a few kisses to your sweaty skin.

"Ready for another round, Beautiful?"

Yours

February Filth Fest : Day Eight

Kang Yeosang x fem reader

a/n: I WENT CRAZY WRITING THIS I CANT EVEN TELL YOU HOW MANY TIMES I "DAMNED" MYSELF .

"Convince me."

(>ᴗ•)genre:

smut w/o plot

ಠ_ಠwarning/contents:

not edited, degradation, zero build up, name calling(lots), using a toy, edging, dacryphilia, dumbification, spitting, praise, pet names, slapping, unprotected(🍅🍅), possessive dialogue, i went all out for my boy

tags: @cherryxsang @k-drizzle

SMUT UNDER CUT MDNI

"What? Can't even take a little toy?" Yeosang quips, not even turning his head to look at you- instead looking at the movie that neither of you really pay attention to. But he can hear you crying from the unrelenting, gently vibrations. You use your free hand and grab onto his forearm, whining. "How will you take my dick if you can't even take that?"

"I can take it, I'm taking it! I am!" You whine as you hold the handle of toy as still as you can, tears blurring your vision entirely. The wand of it twirls around inside you, touching your g-spot every so often. A piece extends up just above the handle and rests down on your clit, vibrating all the while. "I can take it, I can take it, you know I can so stop testing me!"

But it's on the lowest setting. And it's not enough. And every time you try to get more friction and fuck yourself on it, he slaps you back to your senses before turning back to the TV. "Please, Yeosang!"

He doesn't respond to you, laying still on his side of the bed with his head propped up on his hand, smirking as he 'watches' the movie. He's so cocky and so beautiful and loves you and makes you cum like nobody else ever has. But he lives to hear you beg. "Baby, I need you... I took it like a good girl, please just fuck me."

He tutts his tongue, lifting his shirt above his head and tossing it to a far corner of your bedroom. "Took it like a good girl? Doesn't look like it. You didn't even cum, did you?"

"No..." You admit, hips jolting as he trails his finger tips, light as a feather, up your thigh to your hip. "I need you to make me cum, Baby. Please, I'm so fucking close."

"So you're not a slut... You're just a cock slut." He slowly crawls his way up the bed, keeping his eyes locked on yours even as they threaten to look at your gushing pussy. "That it, bitch? C'mon, tell me," he draws out as he slowly moves your hand away. Without you holding it still, it wiggles around more violently- making you cry out, tears completely flooding your pillow case.

He slaps your leg and holds his hand over the angry flesh to calm it as he all but growls, "I asked you a fucking question, Darling."

"Yes! I'm a cock slut!"

"Any cock will do?"

"No, yours! Need yours, Yeosang!"

"Mine?" He asks innocently, cocking his head to the side. "Just mine, Babe?"

"Yes, just yours. You're the only one, Sang... please stop torturing me, I need you so badly. I need- I w- please! I'm your cock slut."

"Awe," he coos, hands rubbing up your sides and wrapping around your shoulders. He pulls you down to be face to face with him. "My poor little whore... So cute, all needy for me like this." You almost combust on the spot when one of his hands grabs the handle of the toy and begins thrusting it slowly. "If you can cum on this, I'll fuck you as much as you want. Yeah?"

You nod, dumb. "Please, just don't stop." The feeing of the silicone dragging against your walls after so so long has you buzzing. Tears clouding your vision, you fail to notice the way his smirk widens as he speaks.

"I won't stop."

--

"Yeosang, Baby! S'too much!" You cry as you hold onto his shoulders.

He abandoned the toy the second you came, fucking himself into you before you even got the chance to catch your breath. His fingers had started a non-stop attack on your sensitive clit. "No it's not. You said you could take it," he grabs your face and squishes your cheeks together, spreading your lips. He spits right into your waiting mouth and places his hand over your lips. "So be my good whore and take it."

You gulp down his saliva, licking at his finger and smiling as he takes it away. You roll your tongue out in pride. "There's my good whore." He smiles back down at you, "my perfect fuck toy."

His loving smile fades as his hips return to their merciless thrusts. Your hips buck up into him, and it doesn't anything but please him. "Stay still." He puts more weight down on your hips and holds them in place as he pounds into you. You scream out, back trying desperately to arch but not getting very far. Now, all of his weight is ontop of you. "My dumb, pretty, little thing. Can't even follow a simple demand. Stay fucking still or you'll never feel my cock again."

You know he's bluffing. He knows he bluffing. But it doesn't stop you from stilling underneath him, simply wrapping your arms around him and trying to ground yourself as he fucks you to another planet.

"That's it, get comfortable. You're not going anywhere until I'm done with you." He wraps his hand up in your hair and holds you tightly, groaning into your ear. "This slutty little hole is all mine. All mine. Right, Darling? This pussy is mine?"

All you can do is stare over at him from where he rests his head next to yours, so fucking close that you can feel his hot breath. "Sang- Yeosang, I w- fuck."

He pulls you onto your side, hiking your leg over his hip as he slows his thrusts to give you a chance to think. He brushes back your sweaty hair, smiling gently like he's not about to spit venomous words at you. "You are my whore." He grabs your chin and pulls you impossibly closer. "Right?"

"Yes, Baby."

"Wanna hear you say it."

"I'm your whore."

"Cute," he mocks as he begins to fuck into you with an inhuman force. "Now say it like you mean it, bitch." He holds your head into his chest, kissing your head as you moan violently, clawing down his back. "Convince me, and you can cum as much as you want. You know good girls get what they want."

Yeosang is mean in the bedroom, sure. But he's never a liar. And with the promise that he'll throw you over the edge again has you groveling. "I'm your whore, Baby! Your cock slut, I'm your cum dump and- God!" You slap his bicep as he nibbles on your neck, grabbing at the back of his head with the other.

"Keep going," he urges, a neediness in his voice that makes your cunt tighten around him.

"I'm your Darling, your- fucking God!I'm your good girl, r-right?" He nods into your neck, licking all the way up to behind your ear, taking your earlobe in his teeth. "And I love it, love your cock! I love you, I'm yours, yours!"

"All fucking mine," he moans, content with your begging- his hand going down to your cunt and making good on his promise to make you cum.

Right, okay, how do I explain that I've fallen in love with your stories? Like, this should be illegal? Over a course of 5 days, you've become one of my favorite blogs, and now I must lawfully binge read all that you put out, BECAUSE WHAT?!?! YOU'RE SO TALENTED? WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT? BECAUSE THEY NEED A RAISE!!

this is literally so sweet </3 im tearing up , you're an angel :(

i'm so glad you like my stories ,, i love yours too ! ur wooyoung and seonghwa stories for fff??? literally had me ascending

Manners

February Filth Fest : Day Five

Park Seonghwa x fem reader x Kim Hongjoong

a/n: this was originally day ten but i got inspired and went to town. ps this is pretty long cause i went WAY overboard. probably the longest and dirtiest thing i've ever written. this isn't even all of it i had to cut it in half for my own sanity. what can i say? the matz brain rot is REALLLLYYY getting to me

part two: read it here

✫彡wordcount: 3k

"Where's your manners, Sweetie?"

(>ᴗ•)genre:

smut w/o plot

ಠ_ಠwarning/contents:

not edited, threesome, poly relationship, dom hwa, sub hj, switch reader, so many pet names i can't even list them all tbh, m&m action, blowjob&handjob, spit play, spit like everywhere, degradation and name calling, praise, cum swapping, unprotected(don't do that whoops), edging, nipple play, light slapping, face sitting, hair pulling, choking, intense emotional relationship (they love each other sm ❤️‍🩹) , hand holding, forehead touches(SHES BACK BITCHES)

good god what the hell star

tags: @cherryxsang @k-drizzle

SMUT UNDER CUT MDNI

"You're so good to me," Seonghwa mumbles into your neck. "So good under me like this, taking it so well."

With your boyfriend Hongjoong out and about in town, you took the opportunity to have some quality time between the two of you.

You'd been together for almost a year now but you've never all been together. It was always a duo. But when you hear the front door unlock down the hall, you have a feeling that tells your relationship is about to take the next step.

"Hwa," you start, breathlessly, "Joong's home, we-"

The bedroom door opens and cuts you off. "Jesus!" Hongjoong yells, spinning in circles with his hands over his eyes as if he's seen something he's not supposed to have. "My bad, I'll just be on my way-" He bumps into the half open door, stumbling with one of his hands over his eyes as the other feels around.

You laugh into Seonghwa's shoulder, from where he pulled you up to hide you when he heard the door. He slowly lays you back onto the pillows and pulls out of you, calling for your boyfriend.

"Why are you acting like you haven't seen us before?"

"Well, uhm..."

"C'mere, Joongie," you call for him, giggling as Seonghwa closes your knees together and rubs them gently. He makes his way to the bedside slowly, trying and failing to keep his eyes off the two of you. "Are you flustered, Baby?" You ask him as he kneels to be face to face with you. He doesn't say anything, eyes trailing down your body to Seonghwas. "Are you horny?"

His head perks up like a lost puppy, wide eyes staring right at you. "What?"

"Seeing us like this? Did it get you hard?" You lift up off the bed and reposition your torso to dangle off the edge, hand slowly headed for his pants. Over the rough denim, you can feel his bulge forming. You mock a laugh, smirking at him, "of course you did, my little pervert. Bet you knew what we were doing, huh?"

"Baby, no-"

"Hwa," you turn and rest your hand on your fist, "what do you think? Our Joongie is so perverted for me, but now he's acting all shy!"

Seonghwa is taken aback by your behavior towards Hongjoong. When you're with him, you're nothing but sweet and subby. But something in the way you just wrapped Joong around your little finger has him excited. "He's a pervert, all right. Maybe seeing both his Babies is just too much. Maybe we should put our clothes o-"

"No, no! I mean- I don't, I didn't mean to... interrupt or anything."

You and Seonghwa share a smirk before turning towards him.

"Well, in that case, we'll just get back to it?" You laugh as you feel him lift your hips up. You stare into Hongjoongs soul as Seonghwa slides effortlessly back into your wet cunt. Your smile drops into an open jaw as you feel the stretch of his girth. "So big, Hwa, feels so good."

You reach out to Hongjoong and he wraps his fingers into yours in a millisecond flat. "Hwa," you inquire, "can I kiss him?" You didn't want to push him, he was usually very possessive in the bedroom and you don't know if it will extend to your boyfriend.

His hands trails over your ass and down your back before he pushes your shoulders down and makes your lips connect with his. You moan into his lips as he sets an easy pace. Seeing the two of you, the two people he's given his whole heart to, in such a compromising position does something to him.

Of course he's seen the two of you kiss. Of course he has. The three of you can't stay away from each other for the love of God.

But like this? Fingers twisted together so tightly that you loose color? Tongues lapping at each other desperately? Spit accumulating between you? Not even pulling away to breath? Like you need each other more than you need oxygen?

He's never seen something more beautiful.

"Hongjoong," he speaks up, breaking the spell you're under. "Do you want to fuck her?"

"Yes," he says instantly, looking up past you to see him. The vision of his boyfriend gripping his girlfriend's ass is burned into his memories, stored and filled to one of the most powerful images he's ever seen.

"Manners, Joong."

"I want to fuck her, please?"

The feeling of Seonghwa leaving you has you whining, a sound that makes Hongjoong's brain short circuit. "Mars, wh-"

"Take his clothes off." He orders with a small smack to your ass. He lifts you up and leans back on his hands, cock hard in the air as he watches you bend down and kneel infront of him. "Get him ready. Show me how you take control, Princess."

You push away any uncertainty you have as you see Hongjoong, looking just like he does when it's just the two of you. Eyes dilated and following your every move. Hands patiently waiting on his thighs. Waiting for you, like Seonghwa isn't even there.

"C'mon, Sweetie, don't be shy. This is okay, right?" You give Hwa a smile and a nod before maneuvering yourself to sit behind Hongjoong.

You leave a ghost of a kiss on his neck and dip your hands under his sweater. He moans at the feeling of your hot hands on him, leaning into your touch. "Good boy," you whisper. It's so quiet, that if he wasn't looking for it- Seonghwa would have missed it. But he was looking for it. Because that's what he does to you.

You tug his sweater and shirt over his head at once, hands immediately going back to his shoulders. "You want me to fuck you? While our boyfriend watches?" You smirk against his back as his breath shudders, "what a little whore you are." He whines quietly as your fingers graze over his nipples. "Just how horny are you? Whining like that, you must be ready to cum already. Am I right?"

He leans his head back against your shoulder as one of you hands wanders down, hooking a finger around his belt loop: while the other draws circles around his nipple. "Am I right?"

"Yes." He says, shortly, out of breath.

"Yes?" Your brows furrow as you look over at Seonghwa, interested in how he'll react to this.

"Yes, Mama. I want it, want it already."

Seonghwa's eyes go wide as saucers, hand over his mouth to hold back his moan. You give him a sweet smile before turning your attention back to Joong. You stand, and he follows, letting you tug his pants down and leaving him in his boxers.

You sit him down on Hwa's gaming chair, unbuttoning the last barrier and letting him free. "You're so hard, Joongie. All for us?" He nods, not trusting his voice as you give a kitten lick to his head. You hold up one of your hands in a small cupped position, and he knows what to do immediately. He purses his lips and swirls his tongue to gather a good wad of spit before letting it dribble into your hand. "Thank you, Puppy." He whimpers as your hand wraps around him, following your one rule and keeping his eyes on you.

Seonghwa's hand mimics yours around his own cock, still coated in your slick. He's never seen such a sight in all his years. His baby boy getting handled by his sweet girl. It's entirely too much for his brain to compute. "Fuck." Is all he can manage.

You trail your nails up and down Hongjoong's thigh, watching as his eyes struggle to stay on you when you can both hear Seonghwa stroking himself with the loud wetness you've left behind. "Don't look at him," you sigh, feigning hurt, "I'm the one who's making you feel good, right, Pretty? Don't I make you feel good? Or do you need him?"

"No! No, Mama, I wan- please don't stop? Please?"

"If you take your eyes off me for a fucking second, you know what happens. You don't want to do that infront of Hwa... What would he think?"

"I won't-"

"He'd probably think you're a desperate, pussy whipped, whore."

"Mama, please!"

"What?" You ask with a tilt of your head, "too much? Is the truth too much for my slut to handle?"

"Cu-" That's all he has to say before you withdraw your hand. He blinks rapidly, trying to catch up with his bodys sudden lack of pleasure.

You both look back to Seonghwa, folding at the sight before you. He's propped up on one hand, stroking himself languidly with the other. He halts his movements and pats the bed, both of you practicing diving in.

"You treat him so well, Sweetie. Looks like I taught you well." He jokes as he lays you both down next to each other. "Our sweet girl deserves a reward, don't you think, Puppy? She treats us so well, why don't you make her feel good?"

"Wh..." he turns his head to the side and faces you to ask, "what do you want, Baby?"

"Want your tongue."

Seonghwa notices your dominance faltering and helps you move over Hongjoong, still facing him as you lower down. You grab onto his shoulders as Joong begins lapping his tongue up and down the length of your pussy. "So good," you praise as he swirls around your clit.

"Is he making you feel good? He gonna make you cum?"

"Yes," you whine into Seonghwas lips, weaving them together. He grabs your chin as he backs up, warning you,

"Don't."

He leaves you without another word, crawling down the bed a bit until he's faced with Hongjoong's cock. He copies your move from earlier, using it against you. He cups his hand and stretches his arm out. You spit into his hand eagerly and watch with a smirk as he wraps it around him with no warning. He moans loudly into your cunt, making you double over and lay across his stomach.

"Keep making him moan, Mars. Felt so good," you beg, bracing yourself on his hips.

He cocks an eyebrow in your direction, "what, Princess?"

"Please," you quickly correct yourself, biting back a moan as Hongjoong starts to tongue fuck you. "Please, make our boy moan."

He leans downs and takes his length in his mouth, and the moan that comes from him makes your hips lift on instinct. Hwa uses the hand he's not using to balance himself and grabs your face, squishing your cheeks and giving you a warning look. You know what he's saying, even when his mouth is full of your boyfriend. You lower your hips and silently thank Hongjoong for the break he gives your sensitive core- leaving kisses and bites on your thighs for a moment to ground the both of you.

He lets go of your face and you fall back onto Hongjoong's stomach. You let your eyes flutter shut, the visual of his cock in his mouth paired with the feeling of his tongue returning is all to much. You can still feel his tongue assaulting your cunt, and still hear his cock hitting the back of his throat, but you manage to ground yourself with your hands over Hwa's on his thighs and hold yourself back.

He wraps his fingers with yours and strums his thumb over the back of your hands, silently telling you he's there. "S'good." You manage to cry out, hips involuntarily meeting his lips halfway. "Feels so good, Starlight."

Your praise, coupled with his tongue flattening on the underside of his cock is making Hongjoong feel like he's floating. His fingers dig into your hips and grab onto the skin there like it's the only thing keeping him on Earth. Between the long licks he's giving you, he manages to moan for both of you. Broken cries of 'Mama' and 'Baby' and 'Mars' fall like a prayer against your slick. When he pauses for a long moment, you know he's cumming into his mouth. He breaths heavily, licking at your inner thighs as he gains his breath back.

Seonghwa pulls up and moans loudly with his mouth full, hand to his painfully hard cock. He slaps your cheek lightly and makes you open your eyes. You almost cum at the sight of him alone.

His lips swollen and slick, mix of drool and cum slipping past his parted lips and down his chin to his naked chest. His long, messy bangs tickling his eyelashes. You sit up, pulling him forward by the back of his head. You gather up his bangs and slip the hair tie on your wrist around them, tying it out of the way. You kiss his forehead and down his nose to his lips.

He grabs you by your neck and pulls your lips onto his, immediately pushing all the liquids in his mouth into yours. You can taste Joong's salty cum on his tongue, and you greedily try to lap it all up, swallowing eagerly to make room for more that keeps coming. You moan into his mouth as he drags his pointed tongue across your clit over and over, squeezing Hwa's hands tightly and leaning your forehead against his.

"I-" You hesitate. He stares into your eyes, smiling as he drops your hands and cradles your head, keeping you close.

"I think you're about to make her cum, Joong." All he can do is hum in response, sucking on your clit just the way you like it to make you come undone.

"Please, Hwa," you cry, holding your hands over his once again. "He's making me feel so good, I need to- I wanna cum so bad." Hearing you beg, albeit not towards him, makes Hongjoong all the more needy: sucking up every single drop of arousal you offer him. "Please, please, please Mars!"

He lifts your hips and turns you around, holding you hands against the headboard with one hand and making you look down at Hongjoong with the other. "Where's your manners, Sweetie? He's the one eating you out."

"Joon- Joongie." You whimper, looking down at his eyes as they peek out from where you're seated on his face. The color in his eyes is barely visible, taken over by his pupils, wide with emotion. "Joongie, can I cum?" You find it hard to speak, every nerve in your body on fire as Hwa forces you to keep your eyes down on him as he eats you out like a man starved. "Please, I need-" You yell as his fingers slip into you, his tongue moving to a nonstop motion around your bud. "Fuckin- Jesus, God! So good, so, so, oh my fuck."

He pulls away for a split second to say, "do it," Before diving back in. Seonghwa lets your hands drop, and they immediately grab onto Hongjoong's locks with a vengeance.

He moans at the sting, and that's all you need to fall over the edge: whining loudly, hips forced to stay in place by Hwa's rough grip, gushing all over Joongs face. Your head falls back into Seonghwas shoulder, and one of his hands wraps around your neck. "Such a dirty girl," he moans against your neck, squeezing the sides gently. You cry out, hands trying to pull Hongjoongs tongue closer, but it's impossible- he's already essentially apart of you.

You're mumbling incoherent nonsense, one hand holding onto Joongs head and the other sliding back to pick up Seonghwas cock. His moans only prolong your orgasm and drive you into overstimulation.

He pulls you away from Hongjoong and makes the both of you whine in protest. He leans back and says one word, "suck."

Whether the command is for you or Hongjoong, it doesn't matter. Both of you settle on either side of his hips and share a smile before coming to the same conclusion. He flattens his tongue, while you point yours- and you both lick up his length. When you meet at his tip, you swirl your tongues around it and around each other. You repeat your movements a few times before you can feel Seonghwas patience crumbling. "Princess, get up here," he speaks breathlessly, opening his arms and holding you tightly as you all but jump on top of him. "Both doing so good," he moans out as Joong gives him the same treatment he gave him.

"Thank you, Hwa," you respond for the both of you, hands sliding up and down his chest. "Can I," you swallow deeply, finger pausing over his nipple, hovering. "Can I?"

"Yes, sweet girl, go ahead."

You dip down and capture one of his nipples in your mouth. He wraps his arms around your head, moaning as he catches a glimpse of Hongjoong on his cock. Both of your mouths on him at once... it's making him go crazy.

"Just like that." Again, it's doesn't matter who he's directing it towards. Both of you are stirred to work harder, repeating your movements and pushing him closer to his peak. "M- fuck."

You leave kisses up his chest and meet his lips, pinching his nipple and grinding against his toned stomach. "Seonghwa..."

"Yes, Sweetheart?"

"I want to spit in your mouth." The smut that falls past your lips has Hongjoong grinding down on the bed, whining around your boyfriends cock.

He wordlessly rolls out his tongue and opens his mouth wide, collecting up every drop of spit that you dribble from above him. He grabs the back of your head when you seem satisfied and pulls your head to his, resting your forehead on his and staring you down as he swishes your spit around in his mouth. He spits it back into yours as he cums, eyes rolling back and hands holding you still on his stomach.

Hongjoong gently pulls you back and lays you on Seonghwas thigh, pressing your cheeks together and letting the cum slowly drip into your mouth that already full of you and Hwa's spit.

Seonghwa opens his eyes and watches breathlessly as you and Joong take turns pushing the mix back and forth, kissing each other feverishly in the process. Your hands reach up and pull his closer, moaning into the kiss. Next to you, you can feel his cock twitch.

He pulls you away from him by your thighs, flipping you over to take his position on the pillows as you swallow thickly. He pushes him infront of him and slots him between your legs, stroking his cock and kissing his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Hongjoong asks, bucking his hips as his hand leaves and slides over his hips, pushing him forward.

"You said you want to fuck her, right?"

"Y-yes."

"Then get to it, Baby."