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you and Seokmin have a weekly routine — watching crappy movies together, cuddling and pining after each other. of course, neither of you have the guts to make the first move. that is until you decide to deepthroat a popsicle during movie night l, teasing Seokmin until he loses all self control; which essentially is your ultimate goal.

☼ word count: 3k ☼ pairing: dk x fem reader ☼ genre: smut, fluff, friends to lovers, mutual pining, roommate!au ☼ warnings: food play, degradation, praise kink, oral (f receiving), fingering, use of pet names. lmk if i missed anything

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You know exactly how to rile your roommate, Seokmin, up and you’re always doing it on purpose. He knows it, you know it and, you love every second of it.

He usually plays along with you, but you never goes past just flirting.

Admittedly, you want more, a part of you wants him to give you what you want, yet all he does is tease back to frustrate you. You crave more, you need more — so you figure what better way to shoot your shot than during movie night when you’re all cuddled up?

Seokmin comes back from the kitchen, handing you a popsicle and a bowl of popcorn before taking a seat right next to you.

“What movie did you pick?”

“Troll 2,” you reply, silently thanking him for the snacks you specifically asked for as he scoots closer to you, pushing his own popsicle into his mouth.

He smiles with a happy hum as the cherry flavor melts into his mouth before getting comfy on the couch, and putting a blanket on you.

You try to ignore the electricity pulsing in your body when he slides a hand under your shirt and rubs small, soothing circles into your skin, causing sparks to erupt all over your skin. Seokmin always has his way of doing this to you — effortlessly making your heart flutter and hammer in your chest when he’s not even trying to. Electricity and such desire you just can’t to turn a blind eye to no matter how hard you seem to try.

Not even minutes later, you catch yourself staring up at the pretty boy beside you instead of paying attention to the movie. You’re too busy stealing glances at him and it doesn’t calm your heart when you catch him doing the same to you, his eyes lingering for moments longer than they shouldn’t have. You immediately look away and gaze ahead at the screen, pretending to watch the movie.

A soft chuckle leaves Seokmin’s lips and you look up at him, confused. “What is it?”

“Nothing,” he beams, lightly shaking his head. “You’re just cute.”

You raise a perfectly arched eyebrow at his words, a mischievous smile on your lips a few seconds after. Sure, you love it when he calls you cute but it’s not what you want to hear right now. You want him so deep in your guts and you want him to think you’re hot, sexy, tempting.

Unbeknownst to you, the feelings are very mutual.

Of course you don’t know how huge of crush Seokmin has on you or how attracted he is to you. But, you do know he has an oral fixation as he always seems to stare at your mouth when he thinks you’re not aware; you intend to take advantage of that.

The only thing on your mind right now is to see how far you can take teasing him before he (hopefully) decides to fuck your brains out.

Smirking to yourself, you begin slurping on your popsicle, innocently, but enough to make him look as you continue to ‘focus’ on the movie.

You can feel his heated eyes on you. In all honesty, you’re sure you look tempting; you’re even more sure when you feel shifting in his seat and his hand slowly tracing its way down to your hips. His eyes are inevitably drawn down to mouth, burning with something. And, you know what they say: eyes never lie.

You continue your sinful actions, paying him no mind, and he intensely watches the ice pop slide into your mouth and then out, as it is his dick.

Your lips envelop the cherry flavored popsicle, red and lustrous as you push it further into your waiting mouth. You suck at it chastely before getting a bit sloppy, even letting some drops fall on your exposed cleavage and, Seokmin can’t help but lick his lips — wanting so badly to lick the drops from your skin.

“My eyes are up here you know,” you tease, and before he can respond, you pull the popsicle in and out of your mouth a few times, a long trail of melted flavored cherry, and saliva following.

Your roommate blinks once. Twice. “W-what?” he asks, taken by surprise.

“You’re staring, Seokmin,” you quip between popsicle licks.

“What’s the matter, baby? You’re blushing and stuttering,” you coo, nonchalantly pulling the popsicle out of your mouth with a pop. Seokmin feels his cock twitch when he’s sees the spit string. It’s almost downright obscene and he can’t help but bite his lip. There’s just no way you’re not aware of what you’re doing to him and, it takes everything in Seokmin’s willpower to not pin you down on the couch and, have his way with you.

He hums absentmindedly, still carelessly staring at your mouth and pouty lips. You have a straight up filthy look in your eyes, and Seokmin can feel himself getting lightheaded as the blood from his brain rushes to his dick.

He swallows a large lump in his throat before speaking, “I can’t help it,” he says, his voice gravelly. “Fuck. Stop that.”

Staring into his eyes, you have to stop the overwhelming urge to lean in for kiss. “You don’t like it?”

“Stupid question. Of course I do,” he scoffs. It’s so easy to rile him up. “You look so sexy sucking on that but it’s not good for my heart. If you keep teasing me like this, I’m not going to be able to stop myself.”

Every time your tongue darts out to lick at the treat, he feels his cock twitch and his heart swell. All he wants is to grab that popsicle and replace it with his cock; fuck your face as his dick slips past those pretty soft, little lips so fucking badly.

“If you’re horny, just tell me.”

He sucks in a breath. “I am. Wanna fuck?”

“Perv!”

“Says the one deepthroating an ice pop,” he scoffs.

“I’m not,” you retort, as you give another lick to your popsicle, considering your next move. “Let me show you how deepthroating is really done.”

You don’t have to contemplate for long as you take the whole thing in your mouth, red tinted, wet lips wrapped around it. You begin deepthroating it, imagining it’s his cock as you moan around the ice pop.

You stop for a moment, licking your lips, and open your mouth to say, “Come on, Seok, use your words and tell me what you want.”

“You,” he finally replies like it’s so obvious, sending even more electric shocks to your center. “I want you.”

“Hmm,” you tease with a smirk. “I gotta say, I really wish I had something better to lick than this popsicle.”

“Yeah? Wanna suck my cock the same way?” he purrs.

You nod your head, continuing your ministrations.

“What a fucking whore,” he groans as he cups your cheek and lets his thumb run across it slowly. “You planned this, didn’t you? Are you that desperate for my cock?”

“I’ve always wanted to climb you like a tree since the first day, so yes, definitely.”

Seokmin traces your lips with his thumb, teasing you a little before finally replacing the ice pop with one of his long fingers, and then another, sliding them in your mouth.

“I bet you’d love me to fuck that pretty face of yours,” he rasps. “You’d take it like the little whore you know you are, wouldn’t you, angel?”

You nod vigorously as you begin sucking on his digits, gently hollowing your cheeks.

He lets out a groan, his eyes darkening with lust as he watches you drool all over his fingers. “Fuck, I’m going to ruin you.”

You have to swallow back your whimper.

“God, you’re so—” he starts, his moist fingers gently running over your wet, parted lips, your cheeks, down your neck, pausing to hold your throat, “so fucking perfect. You have no idea how much I want to kiss you,” he groans before placing a gentle kiss on your cheek, officially stalling your little brain. “I wanted to fuck you since the first time I met you.”

One of his fingers traces down the side of your face, making your eyelids flutter. The gentle, sweet touch to your skin instantly makes your cheeks heat up — his words, though, sends shivers down your spine and you feel a tinge of heat in your core.

Grabbing a fistful of your hair, he yanks your head back before swooping in to lick a long stripe up your neck. Your only response is a moan.

“What, cat got your tongue?” he teases as he places open mouthed kisses to your neck, making sure to leave hickeys. “You were acting like such a brat with all that teasing. Not so brave now, hmm?”

You open your mouth to respond but nothing comes out, your brain going all mushy. Seokmin finally kisses you and you feel yourself get dizzy and completely lost in him, not able to bring yourself to process his words in time to react properly as he bites on your bottom lip lightly.

Once he pulls away, you’re the same color as your half eaten popsicle, cherry red.

It only take a couple seconds before Seokmin stops fighting the urge to push you down on the couch, and pin your hands above your head as his frame hovers above you. His lips melts against yours in yet another kiss as he kisses you sloppily, the taste of cherry lingering in your mouths, both your popsicles and the movie long forgotten.

He breaks the kiss not long after, trailing soft, loving kisses from the corner of your lips to your cheek, before asking, “Are you sure about this?” His voice changes drastically to a soft tone, fondness and pure love showing in his actions.

You whine some sort of yes, finding yourself chasing his lips and Seokmin can’t help but beam in delight.

“Good, because I’ve never want to fuck you more than I do now.”

He pulls you in for a kiss and you try your best to regulate your breathing, but when he groans into the kiss and sinks his teeth into your bottom lip, all you see is red. You roll your hips into him and Seokmin lets out a grunt as his grip strengthens on your hip in response.

He lets his body grind down hard against you as he surges forward to kiss you harder with greedy lips, almost bruising. The kiss is messy, urgent, and intimate in a way you just can’t explain. It is way too eager and desperate for being a first kiss between the two of you, but, in Seokmin’s eyes it was bound to happen. He’s been anticipating this ever since he first laid eyes on you.

You feel his erection straining against his boxers as he guides your hips to align against his own, grinding against you. You feel yourself yourself growing with want.

“Seokmin,” you whine, your voice breathy as you give him that delectable bambi eyed look. “Touch me.”

He looks down, meeting your hazy and glossy eyes that spell nothing but intense desire and want. “Can I?”

You think your knees may give out as you squirm against his hold. “Please. I want you so bad.”

You feel his long fingers run across your inner thigh, dipping so close to your sensitive heat, where you most need him, and you can’t help but push your hips forward for more. Seokmin huffs a brief chuckle, gently tracing his fingers across your covered, twitching clit before finally pushing your panties to the side and pushing one finger in, then another.

He can’t help but groan at the fact that you’re already so wet, and so ready for him that he almost snaps. “Fuck, baby, I’ve only started using my fingers and you’re already shaking.”

A loud gasp leaves your mouth, making Seokmin smile.

“Like that, huh?” he teases lightly as he skilfully curls his digits, adding a third finger whilst he whispers words of encouragement and praises you. “Does it feel good?”

You moan and Seokmin feels his cock twitch in his boxers at the little, soft noises escaping you and the way your toes curl. “S-so good. Please, don’t stop.”

“Such a desperate little slut, aren’t you?” he tsks. “Look at you, already pushing back against my fingers. How fucking pathetic.”

You arch your back and let out a whine when he slaps your swollen clit with his fingers, once, then twice before beginning to pump his fingers with more force, curling them. “Aw, my pretty baby’s already whining? I haven’t even fucked you yet.”

Teasing you like this has always been on Seokmin’s mind, but never did he didn’t think you would want to take it this far. God, how he wishes he can take a mental image of this moment.

He starts leaving wet kisses down to your collarbone and between your breasts, his scent and airy tone invading every inch of your shaky frame. You feel his free hand travelling around your body to unhook your bra so that your breasts are exposed to his lustful gaze.

Seokmin cups your breast with his free hand, grazing his thumb over the nub which earns him a needy whine. As he moves his fingers around your walls, his fingertips grazing your g-spot, you can’t help but wonder if you’re dreaming. You feel like you’re on cloud nine. It feels too good to be a true, and if this is a dream, you don’t ever wanna wake up.

Moving his lips downwards, he takes one nipple into his mouth, biting and sucking until you’re putty in his hands. Then he shifts his attention to the other breast, loving the way your fingers run through his hair, tugging gently whenever he hits a particularly sensitive spot.

You moan in delight as your back arches off the couch, wanting more. “S-Seokmin, please, I want more.”

Hearing you ask so nicely makes him smirk. “You’re so fucking cute when you’re needy.”

He presses a gentle kiss on your lips before scooting down your body and settling between your legs. His warm hands run up your thigh and hikes your skirt up to your waist, placing one of your legs on his shoulder. You can’t help but cover your face in embarrassment.

“No no, I want to see you, baby, don’t cover your face,” he says, his voice holding a certain degree of authority that makes you stop in your tracks. He places gentle, soft kisses on your inner thigh, before cooing, “I promise I’ll make you feel good.”

You don’t need to hear it. You already know he will.

Seokmin reaches to pull your underwear down, discarding it somewhere over his shoulder before reaching for the half-melted popsicle. He slowly runs it along your thigh to start, not wanting to startle you too much as praises you with soothing licks.

“You’re so beautiful…” he praises, his voice impossibly deep, almost a growl as he disappears between your legs. “All flushed and spread out like this. Just for me… Let me see those pretty eyes.”

You bite your lip harshly, trying your best to stop yourself from screaming when you feel his mouth on your clit. The combination of Seokmin’s warm tongue and the cold popsicle is unlike anything you’re experienced and your hips can’t help but buck off the couch, but Seokmin pins you down with his hand.

“You taste like fucking candy,” he groans against your heat. “I could eat you out all day and night.”

He continues licking and kissing your wet folds, pressing the popsicle against your clit as his fingers curl in search of your sweet spot. He knows he has found it when you begin spasming underneath him, your legs shaking uncontrollably as your wetness easily coats his fingers, only encouraging him to move faster.

As he pushes his face further into your cunt, he tries his best to gain some sort of control, ignoring the intrusive thoughts of his cock inside you, filling you up just right.

“S-seok, fuck, right there,” you nearly scream, Seokmin revelling in your noises as he pairs his curling fingers with the popsicle, wrapping his lips around your clit.

“Feels good? You sound so prettily.”

Each lick and each thrust of his fingers causes you to lose track of time and space and you can’t help but feel the tears pooling in your eyes. “God, yes, it feel s-so good. Keep going just like t-that.”

Seokmin eagerly obliges, his entire arm pumping as he presses his fingers harder and faster into your g-spot whilst he sucks harshly on your clit with his skilled tongue, slurping up the melted popsicle juice mixed with your arousal.

“Don’t cum yet, baby.”

You cry out in pleasure and start to babble incoherently, turning into a crying mess as he sucks on your clit like a lollipop, until you begin to shake, quivering uncontrollably as you scream his name like a mantra. You’re immensely grateful for the grip he has on you as your knees are on the verge of giving out.

“You’re doing so good, baby girl, you look so pretty for me. Just keep going like this, okay angel?” he whispers breathily, his fingers and tongue begins to match the pace of your rocking hips.

“S-Seok, nngh fuck,” you cry, twitching as he leaves bite marks alongside the many other bruises that litter your body from his mouth. “Please, please, please, can I cum?” you whimper, not caring how pathetic you must sound; the only thing that’s on your mind right now is your release. “I-I want to, fuck, cum s-so bad.”

“Then cum,” he says and that’s all it takes, your orgasm hitting you so hard as you let out a broken moan.

Seokmin helps you ride out your intense orgasm, and he moans, huskily at that, against your heat upon seeing your tear stained face. “Yeah, that’s it, baby, just like that.”

He doesn’t stop though, continuing to suck and lick your sensitive nub and devouring you faster until you’re practically shaking. Your back arches as Seokmin draws out your orgasm for as long as he can until you come for a second time.

Then he gazes up at up, a mixture of your arousal and his spit glistening on his chin and dripping down his defined jaw as he removes his fingers and cleans the them with his mouth, groaning at your sweet taste.

“My turn?” he asks teasingly.

And, who are you to deny such a heartfelt request. “Your wish is my command.”

THE WAY IT WAS WRITTEN. JAIL.

make a mess for me -> jung jaehyun (m)

contents: jaehyun x female! reader, smut without plot, no relationship established, riding his abs, pet names, dirty talk (?) wc: 1k

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every sound, sight, and touch is absolutely electrifying. your senses are all heightened, soaking in the details around you and storing them for memory; the dim light in the room that makes your vision foggy, your lips wetly smacking on one another's, breathing each other's air... in this moment, it feels as though the world has completely stopped spinning—just for the two of you.

your head tilts back, body helplessly grinding down to meet his in search of friction. even with the obstruction of his underwear and joggers, you can feel the outline of his entire length sliding up and down your core. his tip presses so wonderfully into your clit each time he rocks his hips, growing harder and harder beneath you.

when you try to speed up your movements, jaehyun tightens his grip on your waist, calming your eagerness—he intends to edge you for as long as he can, until you're squirming above him.

"please, jae-" your high-pitched whine is cut off by his kiss, lips swollen and puffy and pressing against yours with so much fervor.

despite the fact that you're completely naked, sat on his lap and exposed for him to see, jaehyun remains fully dressed. with a pout on your lips, you reach under his shirt and jaehyun leans back so that you can discard it for him easily.

as your eyes dance over his bare torso in awe, the pad of your finger lightly traces each indentation of his muscles, "you're so pretty," you praise, looking at his skin distractedly.

although he appreciates your compliment, he's quick to redirect your attention. jaehyun bucks his hips up, pressing himself directly against your arousal. when you gasp, his lip curls up into a satisfied smirk, hands sliding up to cup your breasts.

"damn, you're so wet,"

you glance down between your legs at the spot where your groins meet, finding that a round, wet stain has darkened the gray material of his pants—a mix of your arousal and his precum. instinctively, your bottom lip tucks into your teeth, and you hiss as he rolls his hips into you again, making the wetness spread more. even then, your hands stay on his stomach, greedily caressing him.

upon noticing your fixation, jaehyun searches for your gaze, "baby?"

you hum in response, looking up to meet his glossed over eyes.

"what're you doing?"

"i wanna try something," you mumble shyly.

he snickers, leaning in to kiss your neck and whisper into it, "what's that, baby?"

"can i-" your voice is breathy and shaky, wavering with nerves, "-can i ride your abs? please?"

for a second, he goes absolutely quiet, leaning back to look at your face again. your cheeks are glowing red in embarrassment, and you're about to take it back when his tongue darts out to wet his lips, eyes watching you through half-lids.

"shit. that's so hot. and you asked so nicely, sweetheart. of course, we can try that." suddenly, he forgets entirely about his plan to edge you, settling contently for being the one who is edged.

he can watch you fall apart above him while he's unable to touch himself? the idea is mouth-watering.

ardently, he lies back with both hands on your ass, guiding you forward so that you hover over his abdomen, flexed and covered with the sheerest layer of sweat.

"i love having you on display like this. fuck, baby, come on," he tugs you down, eager to watch you crumble. hesitantly, you slide against him once, shuddering as your clit makes contact with every ridge and muscle. his breath hitches, watching you with his jaw gone slack.

as if testing the waters, you repeat your actions, letting out the smallest cry of pleasure. jaehyun tries to let you go at your pace and set your own rhythm, especially since this is something you want to try. usually, you let him explore his impulses without protest, so it's only fair that he should do the same for you.

but by the fifth time you rub against him, pretty pussy leaving a glistening wet trail on his skin only to lift back up again, he decides he's had enough.

"you're killing me," he groans. in one smooth gesture, he grabs your forearms and tugs you down to press you flush against him. you let out a moan, obediently moving as you understand that's what he wants.

and god, does it feel so indescribably good, every curb hitting exactly where it needs to. you wanted to watch him beneath you, look into his eyes as you came on top of him, but your eyes are screwed shut instead, and the only thought in your head is why haven't i done this before?

your brow furrows as you pick up speed, sighing out with desperation. jaehyun gazes at you intently, "how does it feel?"

"oh, god, jaehyun. it feels really fucking good."

"keep going, baby. go faster, make a mess for me," he slides hands down your arms until he's linking his fingers with yours, keeping you steady above him as you oblige, grinding your self on him.

the sight of you like this is so obscene and dirty that his dick twitches in his pants; it's begging to be touched, to be sucked in by your tight cunt, but he's enjoying the show you're putting on for him a bit too much to rush you any more than he already has. when he feels you start pulsing against him, his tongue presses into his cheek.

"i'm so close-"

"i feel it baby, i feel you against me. be a good girl and come for me."

in that moment, jaehyun flexes, and you immediately moan out his name, the bliss between your legs so intense that you swear you can see an entire galaxy of stars behind your eyelids. he drops your hands onto his chest where you hold yourself up.

jaehyun grips your thighs and hips like putty, hard enough to leave a bruise. he rocks you, urging you to keep moving until you're so overstimulated that your juices are dripping on either side of him, coating your thighs and wetting the sheets.

"fuck, fuck." you whimper.

your entire being is trembling as you come down, but the boy beneath you gives you no time to recover. his arms wrap around your waist as he flips you over, warm tongue attaching itself to your skin, swiping along the expanse of your collar bones and chest.

"baby, look at what you did to me," he grunts out.

with one hand spreading your legs, the other toying with your nipple, jaehyun presses himself up against you, rutting into your sensitive core and letting you feel just how turned on your little idea made him.

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Sugar Daddy - n.yuta

Pairing: Nakamoto Yuta x fem! Reader

Warnings: Sugar daddy Yuta! Smut, fingering, kissing, moaning, grunting, groaning, receiving/giving heads, choking, begging, passionate sex, fluff in the end ^.^

Word Counts: 8.9k

Summary: As an influencer, you barely check your DMs. One specific guy did catch your eyes and you catch his eyes. He became your sugar daddy. Your contract with him only last for a whole summer but to him, you were too special to be only lasted for an entire summer. But things don’t go the way you both wanted.

A/N: Sorry it took me a while, I’ve been stuck with school this week and I had two weddings to attend. Don’t worry, those who did request, I’m still in the process of writing :) you’ll see your stories soon. Stay tune for more stories to be publish! 

You’re a 24-year old that’s obsessed with lifestyle. Your Instagram page is full of fun living experiences and showing your 15k followers what it’s like being you.

You do sponsor a lot of small business companies, clothing, jewelry, lingerie, and bikinis. You’ll try to go to places just to show off the brands.

You do get a lot of DM offers but the one you couldn’t resist was from this one guy. He’s been trying to get your attention for a while and you thought it was a bit weird.

He kept offering you trips to different countries, buying whatever you want, and even offered you money. That’s weird, right?

“Be my sugar baby? I’ll do anything for you” he says.

But, for you to be his sugar baby, you’ll have to listen to him and travel with him for his work. Being his partner. You’re not ready to do all that with a stranger.

You had to think about it because there are guys who do that and kill them. You don’t want to die. What if he gives you a lot of money and in the future run, he wants it back? It’s a lot of things you need to think about.

yuu_taa_1026 wants to send you a message!

You opened it.

I have a trip to Japan this weekend and I would love to take you. I already have your first-class ticket ready. If you’re willing to come, you can meet me at the airport. x *attachment*

“He legit got me a first-class ticket! What should I do?!” You scream at your friend. Now, you’re rethinking everything. 

She came out of the kitchen and sat beside you to read the message. Her mouth flew open.

“He even added a picture of your ticket!” She shriek. You nodded. She sigh and handed you back your phone.

“Do you want to go?” She asks you. You shrug. “I’m not even sure. As I said, I don’t want to die” you groan.

She laughs, “he’s been trying to get your attention for a while. Why don’t you go for it? If he gives you one bad feeling, take the first flight back home!” She explains.

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No because this was insane y'all

Licentious

❝ Wonwoo has always been a scrupulous man, but he’s quick to abandon all his morals after his wife hires a cute babysitter to look after their daughter. ❞

PAIRING: jeon wonwoo x female reader

WORD COUNT: 7.1k

GENRE: babysitter au, cheating au, smut

WARNINGS: dilf!wonwoo, babysitter!reader, infidelity, age gap (reader is in her 20s and wonwoo is in his 30s), dacryphilia, dumbification, daddy kink, oral sex (f & m receiving), face riding, possessiveness, unprotected sex, squirting, overstimulation, multiple creampies, pussy drunk!wonwoo, cum eating, cock drunk!reader

a/n: this was written because i’m still not over this photo shoot and because it’s wonwoo day! minors dni!

You should feel disgusting, ashamed, guilty, or even the tiniest bit of regret. But you don’t. All that’s left is a deep-rooted longing and carnal desire that can’t be suppressed.

The strong arm wrapped around your torso pulls you impossibly closer, a slender nose nuzzling deeper into your neck. You lick your lips and press your cum-stained thighs together. Oddly enough, you can’t even overthink. All you focus on is the comfortable warmth lulling you to sleep.

The fact that the addicting warmth is coming from your boss who’s married doesn’t make it hard to fall into peaceful sleep.

The dynamic in the Jeon family is odd. From the moment you stepped into the house to babysit the married couple’s one-year-old daughter, you took notice of the disconnect and hostility between the pair. This came as a shock since they had seemed like the perfect couple when they interviewed you.

It isn’t until Mrs. Jeon comes home one night with a man that is most definitely not her husband that you realize this picture perfect family is anything but. The older woman didn’t beg or plead with you not to tell her husband. Instead, she asked through slurred words if you could take her daughter upstairs to her room and stay with her for the night. Icky as it was, you did as you were told.

You wondered if it was your place to say anything, but the choice was ultimately taken from you the next time you were asked to babysit. The housekeeper had let you inside their home during one of their screaming matches. Apparently Wonwoo already knew about his wife’s promiscuous activities. It surprised you to find out he was more angry that she didn’t care to be a good mother. Mrs. Jeon responded that she never wanted to be one in the first place and only did so to placate him and save their failing marriage.

Needless to say, you spent the rest of the night in Hana’s room.

You texted your friend in a panic. She had helped you get the job, so you didn’t feel right about making her look bad by abruptly quitting. Although she reassured you that she would support you no matter what you decided to do, you still felt sorry.

Maybe it’s because you feel the need to not let her down or maybe it’s because of the little girl with huge brown eyes that you’ve grown inexplicably attached to, but you decide to stay.

Things don’t change or get better with time. It’s not your place to judge what’s going on which is why you mind your business despite the tension between in the house only getting worse by the day. The only thing that makes it tolerable is not only the adorable baby you take care of, but the man who hired you. Jeon Wonwoo the hottest man you’ve ever seen, and he’s also extremely sweet and such a good dad.

You feel only slightly guilty that you’ve developed a crush on your boss, but it’s quick to disappear when you realize that sweet Mr. Jeon is still loyal to his wife even though she couldn’t be any more terrible to him. The impure feelings consume you more and more as your boss starts to spend his days at the large house. He started working from home since his wife decided to spend her time out of the house and coming home late or not at all.

Part of you feels disgusted and resentful, but when she confesses to you after one of her nights out that she only married him to please her parents, you feel a bit sympathetic. Still, you can’t understand how she involves her precious daughter in the problems she’s had for years.

There’s a part of you that wonders if you only being able to babysit part time is of any actual help. Since you’re still a full time student, you can’t always be there to watch the cute little girl. It makes you feel sorry because you can see all the stress Wonwoo is feeling.

You feel sick for even fantasizing about helping him relieve that stress.

None of this matters since you don’t plan on acting on your inappropriate feelings. That is, until you show up to the grand mansion soaked from head to toe.

“Y/N.” Wonwoo is quick to usher you inside when he opens the door and sees you completely drenched. “What happened? I tried to call—”

“My phone died.” You say, shivering as you step in the large foyer. “I got caught in the rain. Sorry.”

“Don't be. Let me get you a towel.”

He’s quick to return with a fluffy towel that’s softer than any other towel you’ve felt in your life. It almost makes you want to reject it for fear of ruining it.

Wonwoo leads you through the living room where you see his wife passed out on the couch, two bottles of wine and an empty glass on the coffee table in front of her. You’re quick to direct your stare elsewhere, not wanting to know the details behind that.

“I’m sorry you came all this way. My sister-in-law is watching Hana since Yerin and I got into a fight.”

You feel awkward since you came all this way for nothing and the storm outside showed no signs of clearing up. Wonwoo must sense how uncomfortable you feel because he leads you upstairs to the master bedroom.

“Why don’t you stay here for the night? It’s late, and I don’t feel comfortable letting you leave in this weather.” His tone is friendly but leaves no room for arguments. “You can use our bathroom to take a shower. Leave your wet clothes in the hamper and I’ll stick them in the dryer.”

You thank him, feeling your heart thumping erratically like it always does when you’re around him. Wonwoo offers you a kind smile before leaving you alone. It’s strange for you to step into the luxury shower that’s used by your boss and his wife. You try to stop your mind from wandering too much and focus on getting clean.

When you’re done, you notice there’s no towels around, only a fluffy bath robe that looks completely new. Without much of a choice, you slip into it and step back into the bedroom.

Wonwoo is sitting on the large bed. He gives you a kind smile as you walk over and sit by him. It’s silent for a moment until you decide to break it. Maybe you’re crossing a line by doing it, but you can’t stand to see the sweetest man you’ve ever met in such turmoil.

“Are you okay?”

Your boss’s shoulders sag. “Not really. I’m not sure what to do anymore. I know Yerin is unhappy, but we can’t just break our family apart. Why can’t she think about our daughter?”

He sounds so vulnerable that it makes your heart break. You fight the urge to give him a hug.

“I’m sorry.” Wonwoo breathes out, running a tense hand through his hair. “This isn’t your problem—”

“It’s okay.” You reassure him. “And I’m sorry. Even if you get a divorce, it doesn’t change the fact that you’re a good dad.”

Wonwoo turns to look at you with shining eyes. He gives you a smile that you easily return. “Thank you for saying that. It means a lot.”

“It’s true.” You tell him honestly. “You’re considerate and kind. Any woman would be lucky to have you.”

You belatedly realize that your words could be considered inappropriate, but the intent gaze you’re receiving isn’t disapproving. Somehow, the air has turned different.

“Yeah?” His deep voice has taken a raspy tone that’s driving you insane.

“Yeah.”

Your heart is leaping up to your throat, and before you know it, you’re both leaning in. Wonwoo slides an arm around your waist and tugs you closer until your practically on his lap. His other hand slides up to cup your face before his lips collide with yours.

The kiss starts off slow, both of you wanting to savor the feeling and taste of each other. Your mind becomes clouded with lust, and it seems to get worse when you feel his thumb gently caress your face. It’s not long before the sweet kiss turns demanding and hungry.

Your hands seem to move on their own as they caress his chest and broad shoulders. You start to tug on the shirt that’s tucked into his pants, wanting it to come off. Wonwoo relents easily. He pulls away from your lips to rip the shirt off.

You only get a split second to admire how good his chest and abs look before you feel the top of your robe being yanked open. Wonwoo’s eyes are dark as he takes in your pretty tits that he’s imagined countless times. He eases you on to his lap fully so you’re straddling him before he brings your chest to his awaiting lips. Wonwoo latches his hot mouth on one of your hardened nipples, tongue licking and swirling around the hardened bud.

You cry out in pleasure, cunt throbbing with need. Wonwoo gives the same attention to your other nipple as he pinches and pulls the one that’s covered in his saliva. All you can do is moan and whimper pathetically, feeling like you can come from him sucking on your tits alone.

“So pretty.” Wonwoo groans as he presses wet kisses on your tits, licking and sucking on every bit of exposed skin on your chest.

His impressive bulge keeps brushing against your wet cunt, and you start to purposely grind down on him so he can fuck you like you both want.

Wonwoo smirks at your actions, loving how the robe falling around your elbows is open enough to give him a peek at your stomach. “Such a needy little bunny. You that desperate for my cock?”

God, his deep voice is going to make you implode from sexual frustration. It seems like he’s going to Keep teasing you, so you’re left with no choice but to use a trick that’s always worked for you in the past.

“Want it so bad, daddy.”

You have to hold back your smirk when Wonwoo’s cock twitches under you. His gaze sharpens and becomes impossibly darker. Wonwoo’s large hands sneak under your robe to knead your bare ass before pushing you forward to grind your dripping cunt against his growing bulge. You whine out, loving how his hands feel on you.

“Gonna be a good girl for me?” Wonwoo coos into your neck before he places a gentle kiss on it. “Let daddy use you how he wants?”

Your pussy clenches at his words, and you can’t even be ashamed when you quickly nod with eagerness. His teeth gently nip at your neck before he pulls back and gives you a heated look.

“Then show me how much you want this cock.”

You lick your lips and move to get off his lap, letting the robe fall to the ground. The way Wonwoo looks at you like he wants to eat you makes more arousal drip out of you. You kneel between his legs, mouth salivating as Wonwoo starts to unbuckle his belt to pull out his dick.

His cock is huge—the biggest you’ve ever seen. It’s thick and long and connected two heavy balls that are full of cum. You’re going crazy at the thought of having him inside you and fucking you full of cum until you can’t think. Wonwoo’s dick slaps against his taut stomach, and you wait all of two seconds to get your hands on it.

With eagerness that makes precum ooze from Wonwoo’s throbbing tip, you grip his fat cock and spit on his bulbous head. The guttural groan he lets out when you start licking up the length makes you wetter. You envelop his tip with your hot mouth, slobbering all over him as you swirl your tongue around to lick the cum spilling from him.

Wonwoo moans, running a gentle hand through your hair. He feels like he’s already fucked out and you just started.

You feel your jaw has to hurt when you start to fully take the rest of his cock into your mouth. The weight on your tongue makes you hum. Sucking dick always made you wet, but the fact that it’s your boss’s cock is making you drip all over the floor. You start to bob your head talking him deeper until all you can hear are the pretty moans he’s letting out.

Wonwoo can’t look away. Your mouth is full of cock and your pretty tits are bouncing with every bob. You look completely irresistible, on you knees for him. It makes him regret not getting to this point with you sooner.

You pull off his cock when he starts twitching in your throat, wanting to tease him just enough to get him to fuck you the way you know he can. Placing gentle kisses along the thick vein, your hand trails down to massage his balls. You’re drooling all over his cock, looking so fuckable that Wonwoo nearly blows his load right then and there.

“So fucking pretty.” Wonwoo murmurs softly as he goes to caress your hair.

His words make a burning desire ignite in your stomach, and you let out a needy whimper before sucking one of his big balls into your mouth. You start to fist his cock, gazing up at him with hooded eyes.

“Want you to fuck my mouth, daddy.” You moan, voice slightly muffled by his sack.

Wonwoo’s cock throbs at your words. Fuck. He’s going to absolutely ruin you.

Your boss grips your hair and pulls you off. He slaps his leaking tip on your mouth, smearing his precum all over your lips. Wonwoo’s eyes are the color of the dark sky outside as he nudges his cock into your mouth. “Be a good bunny for daddy.”

His cock eases down your throat, making you gag slightly. But you take it all, not caring that your eyes are starting to water. Wonwoo starts to buck his hips, balls slapping against your chin as his cock hits the back of your throat. His moans are silent as his heavy dick throbs against your tongue.

Your drool and his precum starts to drip down your chin, and you feel his cock start to pulse inside your mouth. He gives a few more thrusts before he’s emptying his balls into you mouth. You happily swallow every drop of his thick cum, moaning around him in pure bliss.

“Such a good girl.” Wonwoo says through quiet pants.

He pulls his dick out of your mouth, affectionately caressing your head. A string of saliva connects to his throbbing tip as you gaze up at him with the most alluring look he’s ever seen. Wonwoo pulls you up until you’re laying on his chest. His mouth is on yours in a second, tongue invading your mouth to taste every inch of you.

Wonwoo trails a hand down your body, pausing to squeeze a handful of your ass. You moan into his mouth when he trails his fingertips to your wet cunt. Fuck. You’re already so wet and ready for him. He pulls away from your sweet lips and looks at you with ravenous desire.

“Want my mouth on your pussy, baby?” His eyes are wild with desire as you let out a cute little whimper and nod furiously.

In the next second you’re hovering over Wonwoo’s face. His strong hands grip your thighs before they jerk you down and make you sink your cunt on his awaiting tongue. You gasp out in pleasure when you feel Wonwoo’s tongue split through your folds. He groans against you, already addicted to your taste.

“Don’t hold back, sweetheart.” Wonwoo’s voice is muffled, the vibrations feel delicious against your quivering pussy. “Ride my face and let daddy taste your sweet cream.”

You start to roll your hips, moaning as you feel Wonwoo’s tongue swirls around your wet cunt. It’s almost embarrassing how wet you are. Your juices are pouring out of your cunt and covering every inch of his lower face every time you rock your hips.

“Ah!” You cry out, fucked out gasps tumbling past your lips when your boss’s nose bumps against your clit.

Wonwoo spreads you wider for him, using his lips to envelop your pulsing clit before giving it a harsh suck. The moan you let out when he starts to make out with your pussy is downright pornographic. Lewd squelching sounds are bouncing off the walls, and it sounds so good paired with your cute little cries of daddy, daddy, daddy!

“That’s it, baby.” Wonwoo groans into your dripping cunt. “Use daddy's face.”

One of his hands is still holding on to your thigh to keep you in place. The other one is drawing back to caress the globe of your ass. Then, his large hand comes down to slap it, hard. His actions catch you off-guard. It sends a thrill to your cunt and you moan out way too loudly.

“Fuck, daddy!”

Your pussy tightens around Wonwoo’s tongue as he happily drinks up all the arousal coming out of you. He happily hums against you, loving how vocal you are.

“Such a good little bunny. Let Yerin know that your rubbing this sweet little cunt all over her husband’s face.” Wonwoo whispers filthily, slapping your ass one more time to get you to cry out for him again. “Let her hear how good daddy’s making you feel.”

Honestly, you had been so lost in your pleasure that you forgot his wife was downstairs, passed out. But you don’t fucking care. Part of you almost wants her to wake up and hear how good her husband is making you feel.

You cry out again when you feel long fingers entering your pulsing cunt. Wonwoo roughly pumps his fingers in and out of you, wet slapping sounds filling the room as he continues to suck your clit.

All your senses go into overload when you feel his bare teeth against your bundle of nerves. Wonwoo lightly bites down and nips at the sensitive flesh, making you moan loudly. You throw your head back, prolonging your loud cries not caring that his stupid wife is just downstairs because you’re squirting all over her husband's face.

“Fuh-fuck! Daddy!”

Wonwoo’s strong enough to keep your thigh pinned down with one hand. He keeps you in place even when it gets to be too much. Your pussy is twitching and feels unbearably sensitive. The intensity of your orgasm has your legs feeling boneless like jelly. But this isn't enough for your boss.

“Keep riding my fucking face, baby. Fuck, you’re making daddy so hard right now.”

You look down and a newfound thrill takes over you at the sight of Wonwoo below you, face covered in your juices. His tongue licks all around his lips before he brings them back to your wet cunt. You’re in awe by how much of your cream is on his face, and how much of your slick is still pouring out of your pussy. It’s almost like you’re leaking all for him.

You fist his hair in one of your hands while the other comes up to pinch and pull at one of your nipples. Wonwoo groans into your wet lips as you start to grind and rub your pussy all over his face. He flattens his tongue to lick a long trail up and down your slit before he swirls it around and around your puffy bundle of nerves. Your arousal is leaking on his face and dripping down on the mattress below.

Fuck. Never have you been this wet before.

“Fuck, bunny. You’re so fucking hot.” Wonwoo moans, giving your ass another hard smack.

He keeps slapping your ass, loving how the flesh jiggles softly every time. You’re wriggling against him, but that does is cause delicious friction. Wonwoo’s nose glides over your clit, making you cry out for him. You’re so obscenely wet that you think he might drown in your arousal. Even so, you can’t help grind down on him because the delicious feeling of him fucking you with his tongue is too addicting.

“Feels so fucking good, daddy!” You cry, rocking against him faster, roughly fucking yourself on his tongue.

Your eager moans and whimpers has him clamping down on your clit like before, sucking on it like his life depends on it. Wonwoo slides his hands up from your thighs to your hips to move you forwards and backwards and sideways all over his face. His actions cause a slippery mess that has you moaning and crying screaming his name in abandon as you squirt all over his face for the second time.

“Da-Daddy—ah!” The grip on his hair is probably painful, but you don’t care and Wonwoo doesn’t seem to either as he laps up every drop of your release.

His face is so indecently wet with your arousal as you weakly ride out your high. It’s possibly the most intense orgasm of your life. You swear you can see stars behind your eyes as your entire body shakes with pleasure—red hot waves of pleasure that only Wonwoo has ever made you feel.

A weak whimper tumbles past your lips, completely fucked out when Wonwoo finally releases you from his powerful grip. You sag down to the mattress like a limp doll. You’re completely sated as Wonwoo sits up to caress your tear-stained cheek. It makes a fluttering feeling invade your chest.

“Such a good girl.” He coos, eyes clouded with fondness. “My pretty little bunny.”

Wonwoo swoops down to press his lips to yours so you can taste yourself on him. He starts to make out with you languidly, exploring every inch of your mouth until he can no longer taste your cream.

“Daddy.” You breathe out, cunt still pulsing with need. “You’re gonna give me your cock now, right?”

His eyes are dark as he drinks in your naked body. Truthfully, he had planned to stop since it seemed like your orgasms were pretty intense. But with you asking so prettily and cutely, he can’t deny your wish. Wonwoo feels his desire turn into an insatiable hunger when you watch him with carnal lust as he undresses completely.

Seconds later, he kneels between your open thighs and spreads you apart. Wonwoo spits on your soiled cunt before he sinks into your tonight walls. He lets out a guttural groan, obsessed with the way you’re squeezing him. You moan along with him, wrapping your arms around him as his fat cock splits you open.

Wonwoo’s pace is brutal from the start, deeply ramming into your tight pussy as if he’ll never get the chance again. You know that won’t be the case, though. It seems like he wants to have you more than once, and you already know you’ll let him have you all the times he desires.

“You’ve been keeping this tight little cunt from me, sweetheart.” Wonwoo moans as he hunches over you, one hand beside you head while the other is on your hip, pulling you to meet his harsh thrusts.

You feel like absolute heaven. After months of fantasizing about you, Wonwoo finally has you quivering on his cock. He wants more than just a taste now. He’s completely addicted to you, and he wants to be the only man to have you.

“Fuck, baby. You’re dripping all over me, making a mess on daddy’s cock. Gonna lick it up for me after?”

You moan obscenely at his filthy words. Wonwoo drives his aching cock into you deeper. Lascivious noises fill the room—skin slapping, indecent groans, and of course, the loud squelching coming from your pussy. This is better than any fantasy Wonwoo ever dreamt up. To have you sprawled out on the bed he shares with his wife as he fucks you like he’s always dreamt of doing.

It’s like Wonwoo has tunnel vision. All he can focus on is your mewls and moans as his fat cock disappears into you. Your cream surrounds the base of his dick and makes a carnal haze cloud Wonwoo’s mind. He hooks your left leg on his arm, opening you wider for him. “Juicy cunt taking my cock like the good little bunny you are.”

You’re completely wreaked below him. The sight of your pretty little pussy taking him raw is driving him insane. You’re so gorgeous, and Wonwoo can’t get over it. He feels himself throbbing inside your cunt with every pump of his hips. The risk of being caught by his dumb wife makes him animalistic.

“Fucking love your big cock!” You moan, mouth falling open in pleasure.

Wonwoo moans at your words before he dips down to meet your open lips. His tongue licks into your mouth, tasting you all over again. When you part, his eyes are ravenous but also extremely enamored like he isn’t ravishing you in the bed he shares with his wife.

“Ah!” You cry out when his leaking tip hits your sweet spot. “Feel so full, daddy!”

The smirk he gives you is tantalizing. “You like being stuffed full of daddy’s cock, don’t you, baby? Love it when he splits you open and stretches you out, hm?”

“Love it so much.” You whimper with a nod, cunt tightening on his veiny cock. The drag of his dick feels so good that you can barely think straight.

Wonwoo grunts, fucking his cock into your hungry cunt, filling you so deeply that you can’t breathe. He pounds into your dripping hole relentlessly until your moans turn into nonsensical babbling. His throbbing tip is going so far inside you and ramming against your sweet spot that you feel yourself going dumb on his cock. Drawn out moans fill the room, unintelligible syllables spilling from you between his harsh thrusts.

You can’t even function anymore. Wonwoo took that ability from you the moment his thick cock penetrated your pussy. Your boss’s hand slips down your thighs until they get to where you two are connected. His thumbs part your glistening folds, spreading your lips so he can watch the way his cock is buried inside your tight pussy.

“Don’t stop!” You moan, bucking your hips to meet his powerful thrusts.

Wonwoo starts to rub gentle circles on your puffy nub, turning any remaining thoughts into static. His other hand slips up to your body and covers your mouth. Your whines and mewls are muffled, forcing you to listen to the lewd squelching coming from your cunt taking cock.

“You hear that, sweetheart?” Wonwoo growls, hips snapping. “Fucking soaking my cock like the dirty little bunny you are.”

The cries you’re letting out are quickly stifled when Wonwoo shoves his fingers into your mouth. He moans your name when you happily suck on them, swirling your soft tongue around them as if his digits are your favorite treat. He gently fucks your mouth a bit before yanking them out and smearing the saliva coated fingers on your hardened nipples.

“Daddy!” You moan loudly, body arching into Wonwoo as a familiar euphoric feeling washes over you.

Your orgasm hits so suddenly that Wonwoo is surprised. He doesn’t stop, though. He fucks you through it, juices being forced out of you as his cock splits you open. The tightness of your twitching walls beckon him to fill you up with his cum, but he holds back.

Instead he focuses on marking up your pretty tits. He sucking on your nipples, licking and nipping at them until they’re covered with his love bites. It helps you ride out your high, and all you can do is mewl softly as you run your fingers through his soft hair.

“I want your cum, daddy.” You weakly thrust up, moaning in protest when his cock slips out of your cunt and slides between your folds. “Come inside me. Want it so bad.”

His length is shiny with your release. It’s so hard that it looks almost painful. Wonwoo grits his teeth, lashes fluttering when your hand guides him into your cunt again. The stretch burns deliciously. You’re still not fully used to his size even though he just fucked you like an animal in heat. But you don’t care. All you want is to feel him come inside you.

Wonwoo pulls out of your pussy all the way only to deeply thrust his cock back in to the hold. He repeats this until you’re crying out for him like before. Finally, you clamp your legs around his sides, locking him balls deep. He can’t help but laugh at your determination. Especially when you start to rut against him desperately. God you’re so fucking cute he can’t help but want to ruin you.

“Please, daddy. Fill me up and stuff me full of your cum!”

“Such a desperate little bunny.” Wonwoo coos as he forces your thighs apart, pummeling his dick deeper inside you. “Trying to milk daddy’s cock. You want me to fuck you full of my cum until your pretty little pussy can’t hold any more of it, huh?”

“God—yes. Fuck. Fill me, fill me.” You whine brokenly. “Give me your cum and make me yours!”

You’re close again. Heat washes over your skin as you try to work yourself down on his cock. Wonwoo smirks down at you, pounding into your tight cunt like a starving beast. Another deep roll of his hips has you crying out for him again. Your pussy swallows his cock avidly, drenching him in your cream. Every pound of his thickness sends your juices down to your ass and adds to the soiled mess under you.

Wonwoo’s eyes dart between your fucked out face and your battered cunt. Your arousal coats your thighs and the base of his cock. He can even feel your essence seeping down his balls. Your wet lips are swollen at this point, your aching clit rubbed raw by his fingers. Still, he doesn’t stop.

“Gonna pump you full of my cum, sweet girl. Gonna stuff you full until I’m all you can feel.”

It’s unholy how you're so willingly being split open by his big cock. Your eyes roll into the back of your head, dizziness taking over.

“Fuck.” Wonwoo moans when he looks down to when your tight cunt is gripping his cock. “Cream all over me, bunny. Show daddy how much you love his cock.”

You’re thrown over the edge, cunt gripping his cock even tighter as he relentlessly hammers into you. Wonwoo feels your nails dig into his back, scratching down his spine, no doubt leaving red marks on his skin. Not that he cares. Wonwoo wants you all over him. Craves for you to mark what’s already yours.

Wonwoo grips your hips and lifts you, sheathing his throbbing cock into your cunt right to the hilt. He ruts into your leaking core like an untamed beast, and you let him because you want his cum to fill you up until you can’t think anymore. His gaze is locked on your pretty pussy as you moan out for him to fuck you harder.

Your cute moans have his eyes flickering up to your face, cock twitching wildly when he sees your fucked out expression. “Fuck, Y/N!”

It’s the prettiest sight to see Wonwoo’s euphoric expression as he spills his cum into your awaiting pussy. He’s so deep inside you, claiming you until his seed is gushing out of you and down to your ass. He keeps fucking his warmth into you, spilling more ropes of his cum with every thrust.

Wonwoo relishes in the pretty little whimpers you let out as he fucks his cum back into your hot cunt.

He slowly pulls out of you with a hiss, brows furrowing in dissatisfaction when he sees his cum leaking out of you. You’re not sure how long he stares at your messy cunt, but you’re taken by surprise when he suddenly smashes his face into your sloppy pussy.

You both moan loudly when he starts lapping up your mixed releases. He’s so eager with his movements, obsessed with the taste of you and him mixed together. Wonwoo licks you clean, smirking at you when he leaves you a mewling mess after he’s done. The sight of his chin glistening with your mixed releases turns you on all over again.

It’s how you find yourself being impaled on Wonwoo’s big cock once again. Your moans are filthy and louder than ever. Every tip he slams his hips against your it feels like he’s punching the air out of your lungs. You feel like you can’t breathe let alone think with how deep his cock is fucking into you. The brush of his leaking tip against your sweet spot reduces you to a babbling, moaning mess.

“D-Daddy.” You stutter out with a soft whine. “Don’t stop!”

Wonwoo leans down to press scattered kisses across your jaw before he smashes his lips on yours in a sloppy kiss that swallows all of your moans. You mewl into his mouth as your arms come up to wrap around his neck, back arching with your tits pressed against his chest, nipples grazing his own.

“Pretty pussy’s so fucking tight.” Wonwoo growls, hips snapping at a savage-like pace. “I can barely move.”

It’s true. Despite him drilling his aching cock into the wet heat of your slick pussy, it’s becoming increasingly difficult to move with how much you’re tightening around him. The way your velvety walls hug his cock lights up every single nerve of his body. Wonwoo loves the feeling of the heated friction of his veins dragging along your hot cunt.

He buries his face in the crook of your neck with a loud moan. Wonwoo starts to suck and nip at your sensitive flesh until he sees that he’s successfully left behind dark bruises on your skin. He gently kisses the marks he’s left behind—a great contrast to the way he’s roughly fucking you.

“Feel that, sweetheart?” Wonwoo pants, his snapping hips moving faster than before. “Daddy’s gonna mold your pretty pussy so no one else fits.”

You cry out when his thumbs finds your puffy clit. He runs fast circles on the sensitive nub, loving how your tight cunt spasms around his twitching cock.

“So good!” Your voice slowly starts to break off into wanton moans as your legs wrap around him.

Wonwoo’s weeping tip brushes against that spot inside you that has you arching your back and screaming out in pleasure. His cock twitches when he feels your hot cunt continuously tighten around him. With a guttural groan, he brings his thumb down to your clit to run fast circles on it. It’s almost amazing how fast your cream starts to coat his dick at the stimulation.

“God, sweetheart.” His voice seems to get deeper as he keeps splitting you open. “Pretty pussy was fucking made for me. It’s mine—all mine.”

“Daddy!” You moan in ecstasy. “Feels so good.”

His thumb keeps stroking your clit until you’re shrieking his name like it’s the only thing you know how to say. You choke on a euphoric cry as you come around his cock. Wonwoo lets out a guttural groan bad your wet walls start to spasm around him. His hips slam against yours desperately as he chases his own high.

The tight clench of your cunt forces him into an orgasm of his own. Spurts of his hot cum paint every inch of your walls, filling you up with every twitch of his cock. Thick ropes of cum drip down the sides of your thighs as he fucks his load into you, groaning your name through a strained, cracked voice.

Wonwoo’s hips sloppily rutting into yours as he fucks his cock into your messy cunt. Sticky strings are connecting his girthy base to the lips of your cunt. You're writhing from overstimulation, thighs shaking and tears slipping from the corner of your eyes.

“D-Daddy!” You moan, so far gone on his cock that it’s all you can think about. “Fuh-Fuck. T-Too—ah! Too d-deep!”

You feel so fucking good you can barely speak, toes curling with the ever sharp thrust of his cock. His hard pelvis grinds against your puffy bud as he lifts your legs so they’re resting on his shoulders. The new angle makes his throbbing dick go deeper inside you, and all you can do is pathetically grind up to chase the pleasure that’s consuming your mind and body.

Wonwoo growls lowly when he feels your pussy twitching around him. The fact that you look so fucking pretty beneath him, babbling and choking on your nonsensical words. Wet tears are clinging to your lashes as every thought that’s not about him or his cock being fucked out of you so easily.

“Fuh–uck!“

You sound so fucked out that Wonwoo has to thrust deeply into you to get you to let out more of those cute moans. His rough pace has your pussy clamping down on him as he angles your hips higher to sink impossibly deeper into your hot cunt.

Wonwoo’s smirk is so attractive that your pussy leaves behind another layer of cream on his hard cock. He licks his lips, playfully slapping your aching clit. “Slutty little bunny. Did daddy already fuck you stupid?”

He’s teasing you because he knows you’ve got more for him. Wonwoo won’t stop ravishing your little cunt until you’re nothing more than dumb, pliant and feeling so fucking good after he’s done using you. Your mind is completely hazed with pleasure that you barely register the filth he’s speaking when hes he's fucking you into the mattress like a wild animal, grunting through his teeth with every needy twitch of his heavy cock.

You’re just as desperate for your release as Wonwoo is to dig it out of you. Somehow, he’s already managed to memorize every single spot that has you creaming around him. Which you do. Like a cute, dumb bunny in heat, you leave a mess around the base of his cock. He moans your name in fondness when your nails leave behind stinging marks along his biceps and shoulders, still begging for another orgasm.

“Cute. Fucking. Bunny.” He grunts between the rough snapping of his hips. Your soiled cunt is squeezing his cock tighter like you’re begging him to fill you up with his cum. “All fucking mine. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”

In all your lust and pleasure, you still manage to nod. “Oh-Only yours, da-daddy!”

You have him so fucking close already with the tantalizing little look you’re giving him. Wonwoo leans down so he can admire how pretty you look with tears of pleasure dripping down your cheeks. You cry out when your boss splits you open further, almost folding you in half beneath him.

The sudden force of his hips make your body clap against his, and you feel dizzy from the overwhelming sensation as your eyes close in bliss.

“That’s right, baby. Only daddy can fuck you this good.” His deep voice wavers with the increasing tightness of your cunt.

Wonwoo is practically bouncing his hips into you as his heavy balls smack of your ass with every impact. He’s already fucked you stupid. You’re nothing but a mindless, pretty bunny underneath him as he grinds his cock against the pleading spots inside of you. It feels like your insides curl and ache with need as your orgasm races to burst along your limbs with the next too-deep touch of his cock.

“Daddy!”

All you can do is cry for him as you come, babbling out mindless mantras and hiccups of his name. Wonwoo moans along with you at the first milking compression of your tight cunt around him, giving him no choice but to spill into you with a low groan that only seems to prolong your blissful state.

The back and forth stutter of his hips is intoxicating, his pelvis pressing tight against your cunt. Wonwoo fucks his load into your eager pussy, not wanting to waste even a drop of his sticky cum. His thrusts slow until you start to whine at the oversensitivity.

You slowly open your eyes and give him a spent smile. Wonwoo returns it, crawling over you to kiss you. It’s sweeter and more gentle this time—just like he is. You gasp into his mouth when his fingers sink into your tender cunt, pushing his cum back into you. You squirm, toes curling at the feeling.

“Such a good little bunny.” Wonwoo praises as his fingers circles your clit before tracing up and slipping them into your mouth. “My pretty, little cockslut.”

“Mhm.” You moan around his fingers, knowing this is only the beginning of your deepest desires.

“I hear you’re in love.”

Wonwoo doesn’t look away from his glass because he knows Mingyu is giving him a knowing smirk. It’s not a surprise that his best friend already knows about you. After all, you’re good friends with the woman Mingyu is madly in love with.

“As usual, you’ve got me beat in that department.”

Mingyu’s smile doesn’t falter because even if he’s not talking about it, Wonwoo doesn’t deny the feelings he clearly has. “She takes good care of Hana. Don’t act like that’s not all you look for in a woman.”

It’s silly the way Wonwoo can’t fight the fond smile that stretches his face. Every time he thinks to how well you take care of his daughter, he falls for you a little more each time.

“And you?” Wonwoo questions his friend who’s more of a lovesick puppy than he is. “You’ve found the woman of your dreams, but you still haven’t proposed.”

“I’m waiting until she finishes school.” Mingyu has that goofy smile on his face he gets every time he thinks bout his girlfriend. “After she gets closer to achieving her dreams, I’m going to make her my wife.”

Wonwoo can see the stars in his friend’s eyes and lets out a find laugh. “You surprised me. I thought you’d marry her the second you broke things off with her mom.”

Mingyu only gives him an excited smile. “She’s worth waiting for. So hurry up and finalize your divorce. The girls have been dying to go on a double date.”

Wonwoo feels a giddy excitement consume him. For years he had only foreseen a bleak future with a woman who didn’t love him. But now that he knows he’s going to face the future with you by his side, he doesn’t plan on letting you go.

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PARK JISUNG 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

the quiet boy has a big dick?! ★top post★

parkjisung x fem!reader (e) for explicit

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Park Jisung.

The quiet boy that nobody spoke to. The boy who sat alone during lunch reading the same book that he had been reading for the past few weeks now, or so you noticed. The boy who sat in the back of the classroom, looking as if he wasn't listening to anything the professor said, yet scored perfectly on every single test that he took.

Park never spoke to anyone and when someone would speak to him; on a rare occasion, he would simply nod. Jisung was simple, wearing only neutral colored clothing throughout the week and on Fridays he would wear flannels. It seemed as though you were the only one to pick up on these little details.

How he'd ruffle his hair or adjust his glasses when they'd slide too far down his nose bridge. To say the least, you thought he was kinda cute apart from the popular jocks of the school that everyone was obsessed with, (Taeyong, Jeno, Jaemin, Johnny, Jaehyun, and Haechan). Maybe you just preferred men who were more to themselves.

But what you didn't know, was that Jisung actually had the biggest secret that nobody knew about, and you were about to find out about it because he was standing outside of your dorm's door with textbooks in his hands.

- Present

"Jisung, I don't understand this." You groan, putting your head down onto the little table in the middle of your room. Jisung chuckles quietly, tapping the top of your head.

You look up at him to see his plump lips parted as if he wanted to speak, but nothing would come out. It took you a minute to see him pointing at the notes you took which clearly had the answers on it.

You smile keenly, remembering that you hadn't offered him any refreshments at all. Suddenly, you pop up off the floor, startling the poor boy. "Jisung, I'm so sorry. Would you like something to drink?" You say standing in the doorway.

Jisung nods, "Water." He simply says. Shivers fall down your spine. 'Holy shit, his voice.' You think to yourself, going to make the drinks.

-

Upon studying together for almost an hour, you somehow ended up laying on Jisung's lap. How? I guess we'll never know. His face is still stuffed in his book and your eyes are halfway open, listening to the soft sounds of him flipping the pages.

The quiet rain outside fills the void and you're close to falling asleep, shifting your position to lay sideways; head still on his lap. You feel Jisung tense up when you move indicating that you had startled him again.

"Sorry about that. I've really gotta stop startling you like that." You say tiredly. Jisung doesn't reply. Now that you think about it, neither of you have really spoken much since he asked for the water; yet somehow there's tension between you both.

Hesitantly, Jisung's hand comes into contact with your hair; stroking it gently. You scooted up higher on his lap, feeling him become even more tense. For a moment, you're thinking, 'Why is he so tense?' but then you realize why. You were laying directly on his crotch.

Biting your lip, you purposefully continue to move against Jisung, listening to his soft groans of pleasure. You looked up at him only to see that his eyes were closed and his head was thrown back. He's so damn hot.

You then sit up, but this time, Jisung isn't as startled as he was before. His aura is different now. Even you could tell. His eyes have become dark and his breath was labored.

He suddenly sits up, pulling his shirt over his head before knee-walking over to you. His body is a lot more toned than you thought it'd be. He sucks in a breath before speaking, "You made this a problem. Fix it."

Without anymore words from him, you dove down and pulled his pants to the floor. You could see his bulge; his grey briefs dirtied with pre come. You bit your lip, not really expecting much from a small fry like him- but as soon as you shucked his underwear down his thighs, you were taken aback.

It was huge. Thick and veiny, it had a good girth, not to mention the veins that seemed to pulse and throb with the sudden gust of cool air. You reach for it. It's soft and firm. Carefully, you begin to glide your hand up and down his shaft, looking at him while doing so. He bites his bottom lip, trying to suppress his moans.

Seeing his current state, you take this as an opportunity to go in for the kill. Your tongue makes the first move, swirling saliva all over the tip. Jisung finally moans audibly, spurring you on.

You take the whole thing into your mouth. Incredible. It was so big that you needed both hands to stroke the rest. You push further, attempting to deep throat him and he continues to occasionally jolt; making you even wetter than you were when he first showed up.

"Fuck babe.." he says, his eyes going all goo goo at you. For a second you pause. He does too. Slapping a hand over his mouth, Jisung's eyes widen. "Oh god, I'm so sorry- I didn't mean-"

You shut him up with a kiss. Jisung takes a second to register what you were doing but eventually follows your lead. He kisses back, his cock now pressed against you as you both stand on your knees making out with each other.

Carefully, you guide one of his hands down to your clothed cunt. You then pull away from him and he gently begins to rub you through your panties. "Please, Jisung," you whine. "Touch me."

He doesn't need to be told twice as he pulls your panties down, staring at the trail of slick that followed behind. "You're so wet.." he mutters. His voice is so goddamn hot.

There's no movement. For a minute, you almost think he's turned off, but what he did completely shocked you. Jisung grabbed you, threw you on the bed, and he stood over you.

He then grabbed the both of your legs and put them on his shoulders. You stare up at him, wondering what he was about to do.

Jisung's skin is warm. So warm. His strong arms secured your thighs as he rubbed the tip against your entrance. But before he could slide it inside, you stopped him.

He looked at you confused. "I was just wondering if you could.. you know.." You feel embarrassed asking him to do that, but eventually he catches on; his ears becoming red.

He grins shyly, agreeing to do it. Jisung sits down on his knees again, pulling you toward him. His head was in between your legs and you could feel his breath ghosting over your arousal. You silently wait.

Then, he licks one clean stripe from the bottom of your folds, all the way up to your clit. You gasp, trying to get used to the feeling of his lips being wrapped around the sensitive bud, licking and sucking as if it were his last meal.

Your hands interlace into his hair and you notice his glasses sliding down his face. With a small smile you reach for them, putting them on yourself. 'These aren't even prescription!' You think to yourself.

Jisung takes his thumb and rubs you off as he stands up. You then take off the glasses and when you see him for the first time without the hideous frames, you want to cream.

His eyes were so beautiful without the glasses, not to mention his nose. It was so enticing. You couldn't believe he was hiding his handsomeness like this.

"You like what you see?" He teases, pulling you close to him. You're unable to speak as he laughs at you, lining himself up with your slimy entrance. He then pushes inside and you grab his forearm.

"Does it hurt?" He asks you. You shake your head, pulling your thighs closer to your chest. Jisung smiles at you, lifting up your shirt to reveal your bra. He pulls it down, freeing your tits.

He bites his lip as he stares at them, beginning to move inside of you. He's slow from the start, gradually building speed as time goes on. It makes your back arch off the bed, your grip on his forearm tightening.

"Fuck Jisung," you say in between moans. "Yes.. give it to me.. Jisung, please..." Your neediness ignites something in him that causes him to fuck you just a bit rougher. You swear you can feel him in your gut.

His pounding is relentless, not once faltering. Your climax is slowly but surely approaching with each thrust. Jisung watches as your body slowly shakes with every swift movement from him. He holds onto your hips, throwing his head back.

"You feel so fucking good.." he moans, slowing down just a little bit. Jisung's hair has become disheveled but he still looks so hot. His thumb then suddenly comes into contact with your clit as he continues to fuck you just the way you've been wanting it. Hard and rough.

He leans down to plant kisses against your neck, still moving in and out of you with nothing but pure adrenaline. You say his name, placing a hand on his chest to get him to slow down; indicating that you were close but he just grabs your hand and says, "C'mon baby, keep going.. almost there.."

Your eyes roll back as he stands back up, going three times as hard as he had been going before. It makes your thighs tremble once you finally come, squirting all over him. He groans at the sight, still thrusting in and out of you.

Your boobs keep bouncing in front of him and your entire body feels so hot. You begin to tremble from the oversensitivity, beginning to moan and cry at the same time.

He shushes you. "I know baby, I know."

You bite your lip harshly, eyes screwing shut while listening to the squelching sounds. "I'm so fucking close.." Jisung says, causing your eyes to shoot open. You look down, seeing his cock furiously going in and out of you; covered in slick.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum." Jisung says breathily, his hips growing weak. You whimper beneath him, covering your face with a nearby pillow.

He's going slow but hard, hitting that one spot with every precise thrust.

You then clench around him, and he stops abruptly. "J-Jisung, wait-!" You say, flipping the pillow off of yourself. You catch him off guard as he halts to a stop, beginning to pump you full of his cum. With a throaty groan of relief, his hands find comfort in gripping your hips; hissing and breathing in sharply.

He smacks your thigh, causing you to yelp.

Your heart drops. Suddenly, you feel a bit sick. There's so much of it; but it feels so good. It's so warm. You can feel your knees going weak as your eyes roll back. You accept your defeat, settling comfortably on your bed as you savor the feeling of him throbbing inside you.

As soon as he pulls out, there's a wet squelch and you can feel his cum dripping out of you. Your first cream pie. You then look up at him. He smiles lazily down at you. You smile back at him, finally being able to relax your legs.

He lays next to you, pulling your shirt down.

His arms wrap around you, pulling you toward his shirtless body. "I enjoyed that." he whispered, resting his head on your boobs. You hum, playing in his hair. "I did too, but do you know something?"

Jisung lifts his head up to furrow his eyebrows at you, curious. "Is there something that I should know?" You widen your eyes at him to try and hint as to what you were about to say.

He sits there confused and you sigh. "Condoms Jisung. We didn't use one, and you came inside."

His whole body freezes. "Holy shit."

-

a/n: HEYYYY, i'm so sorry for the long break. please expect more to come in the next few days. i have a bunch of drafts that i'll be posting soon! <333 mwah mwah

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(original work. please do NOT copy.)

- EXTRA CUZ I HAD ANOTHER IDEA

Jisung stands behind you, buried deep inside your cunt. He holds your chin as he fucks you deeply and you moan with greed. Your thighs tremble because you can feel yourself dripping thanks to him. He's too good.

"Look at yourself and see how pretty you are," he huffs, staring at your reflection in the mirror. You could barely stand from him being so deep inside your pussy. The thought alone had your nails raking down the dresser-top. Jisung then sighs an irritable sigh, his hand wrapping around your neck.

He then slides his hand up towards your chin, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror. His palm was right over the lump in your throat, narrowing your oxygen. Your moans came out as broken cries.

When your eyes finally open to look in the mirror, tears begin to brim once you see how pathetic you look.

You had drool coming down your chin, some of it getting onto Jisung's hand; tears were flowing heavily from your eyes at this point as he continued to rock your world, and your body. Oh my god. Your body was so small compared to his, your back curved into a perfect C as he reached forward to rub your clit.

The knot in your stomach gets tighter as he suddenly whispers into your ear, "Look at how much of a slut you are." Unable to take it anymore, you drop your head.

You can hear Jisung chuckling behind you, massaging one of your nipples in between his fingers. You hitch in a breath.

"I'm gonna fill you up so good."

THAT WAS SO GOOD LIKE Y'ALL PLEASE.

˚ · . lucky strike - c. seungcheol

summary: your first time giving head to anybody and lucky for you, that anybody happens to be your boyfriend seungcheol. you’re kinda nervous because unlike you, this isn’t his first time.

pairing: bf!seungcheol x afab!reader

genre: smut (18+ minors dni!)

wc: 2.9k+ (got carried away again :<)

warnings/tags: making out, oral (m receiving), dirty talk, lots of praise, softdom-ish!cheol, shy & inexperienced reader, bigdick!seungcheol, mentions of food & alcohol, seungcheol & reader are a bit tipsy, use of petnames (baby, angel, pretty), throatfucking, gagging, crying, finger sucking, cum eating

a/n: this is tiktok’s fault for always showing me “he’s the type to talk u through it” type of men. and to me, that sounded like none other than choi seungcheol !! so here we are. forgive me for any warnings i may have missed :< as always, likes/reblogs/feedback are highly highly appreciated ok bye <3

it’s been bugging you for weeks now. it first crossed your mind when you and seungcheol were driving home from a night out with close friends and it just dawned on you how you and seungcheol haven’t done anything yet. well, aside from making out.

seungcheol had told you from the beginning of your relationship that he wanted to take it slow with you. he didn’t want to do anything that would make you uncomfortable. he also told you that things would fall into place eventually and that there was no need to rush. you loved that about him.

but, being the massive over-thinker that you are, you also can’t help but compare yourself to your other girlfriends who have been in longer relationships and what they have possibly already done with their boyfriends.

you feel like you’re ready to do more with seungcheol and that you’re not just pressured by the people around you. you so badly want to bring this up to him but every time you try, you end up steering away from the topic.

the wall clock reads twenty minutes past nine; it’s a friday night and you and seungcheol are in his apartment already in your pyjamas when you should be dressed for a fancy dinner, stuffing yourself with pasta and wine somewhere in hongdae.

it’s been snowing nonstop these past few days and even on the one day that you and your boyfriend reserve every week to go on a dinner date, whether it be at the fanciest restaurant seungcheol can get a reservation at or the mcdonald’s just a few blocks down from his apartment, mother nature just won’t let up.

the two of you were left with no choice but to cook the ramyeon in seungcheol’s pantry. you also thought it’d be a good idea to bust out the remaining bottles of peach and grape flavored soju that had been left over from your camping trip over a month ago.

that was all over an hour ago, soup bowls and chopsticks long forgotten on the table, soju bottles empty, with some random sitcom playing on netflix in the background. you now find yourself on the couch straddling seungcheol’s lap, with your lips heavy on his. both of his hands resting on your waist, just above the band of your his boxer shorts.

breathy moans erupt from the base of his throat and it makes you dizzy. his plump cherry lips find your ear, your jaw, and your favorite spot: your neck.

"baby..." he whispers in between kisses, his hot breath against your skin sends shivers down your spine. all you can do is look at him with heavy-lidded eyes and continue kissing him, but this time sloppier and more desperate. seungcheol notices this and matches his pace with your own, your tongues fighting for dominance.

you don't know if its just you or the alcohol that's in your system, but you know that you want to do more than just kiss seungcheol tonight. plus the fact that you can practically feel his bulge growing under you isn’t helping either.

"nng.." you groan, breaking away from his lips momentarily and resting your forehead on his. your jaw falls slightly open, trying to find the right words to say and immediately, there's worry and confusion painted on seungcheol's face.

"baby, what's wrong?" he says in a hushed manner, his right comes up to your cheek.

“angel, did i do something? hey, you can tell me. hmm?” he adds, not breaking eye contact with you. he carefully fixes his position on the couch, not wanting to bother you.

“i… i-uhh…” you cut yourself off, you’re not nervous but you do want to be careful of how you say it. seungcheol looks at you with his big wet baby cow eyes, silently telling you that you can tell him anything.

“okay… so i couldn’t be more grateful for you wanting to take things slow with the both of us. i mean, really. a-and while i love love being with you like this.. like this close to you…” you trail off, hoping he understands or at least has a bit of an idea of where this is going. you kinda hate how he’s not breaking eye contact, you can practically feel his gaze burning holes into your skin.

“mhmm…” he hums in agreement, biting down on his lower lip as he tries to suppress a smile. he does know where this conversation is going but he wants to hear it from you. his hand falls to the small of your back and he caresses gently, you can feel the callouses of his hands through the thin fabric of your sleeping shirt.

“i feel like i’m ready to… you know… do more with you.” you add, feeling your cheeks and ears heat up. you slouch so you can hide in the crook of seungcheol’s neck but he stops you from doing so. “hey hey, i wanna see your face.”

“so is that what my pretty girl really wants, hmm?" he exhales, the sweet look on his face now wiped away. he sits a bit upright, looking at you with dark eyes. you've never seen him this enamored by you, almost like he's hypnotized, and you haven't even done anything yet.

you only give him a slight nod, your breathing getting heavier, feeling like your heart's about to jump out your chest. again, you don't know what's gotten into you but downing soju in such little time definitely fuels what you're about to do next.

you move your hands from seungcheol's chest and onto his shoulders for stability as you rock your hips back and forth. you start slow and then pick up the pace when you see him lean back onto the couch and close his eyes for a few seconds with his jaw slightly open. you can feel his length get harder each passing second and it sends a pool down your panties.

you lean in to kiss him on the spot near his ears and on his neck and this sends shockwaves through his entire body. he feels like his dick is about to explode and all he wants to do right now is pick you up and lay you onto your stomach so he can have his way with you. but, for now he wants to savor this moment with you.

“mmh, just like that, angel.” he says softly, draping one arm over the couch and the other still holding on to your hips to help keep you stable. his words make you feel good, reassuring you that you’re doing something right despite never having done this before.

your right hand then leaves his shoulder and reaches down to massage the growing bulge under his sweatpants. you look down at him with hooded eyes, hand palming over his cock that’s dying to be sprung free.

“baby, can i put it in my mouth?” you ask. seungcheol’s turned on but also completely thrown off because if anything, he wanted to taste you first. aside from wanting to throw you around and bully his length into you, he’s always dreamt of being in between your thighs and tasting your sweet juices all while you tug at his hair as his name rolls of your tongue.

"i-uhh, baby are you sure you wanna do this? he replies, pushing his own fantasies aside first because he only wants to do more with you only if you're sure you want to. "yeah, i know i wanna do this. i've thought about it for quite some time now." you clarify. and that’s enough for seungcheol.

“okay, angel. i just wanted to hear it from you again." he claims, eyes fixated on yours. he quickly catches your lips for a deep kiss, you can feel the want that radiates off of him. he then interrupts, "although i was hoping that i'd be the first to... go down on you."

while his offer does sound nice and tempting, the thought of you being naked for the first time in front of seungcheol does intimidate you a little bit. not to mention that he's your first boyfriend. you think that it'll help ease your nerves and make you more comfortable if he goes first. a win-win situation, you tell yourself.

"well, i really like how that sounds... but i'm just super a little shy to.. y'know. be naked and all." you admit, struggling to maintain eye contact with him. seungcheol doesn't know whether to be mad, disappointed, or annoyed at himself because you feel this way. he thinks that he may have failed at being your boyfriend because you don't feel entirely comfortable around him. you immediately notice the shift in his face and quickly say something, "and it has nothing to do with you, i promise! it's just... i-i've never done this before." you run your thumb over the pout that's slowly forming on his lips.

you further explain the win-win situation that you came up with and seungcheol quickly processes your words and doesn't feel too bad about it anymore.

"so... will you let me?" you add, referring to your question earlier. he doesn't even have to think about it, and immediately agrees. "baby, i'd be stupid to not say yes."

"i'm gonna need a little bit of help though..." you whisper, looking at him with dark eyes and once again reaching down to continue palming his clothed cock as if nothing happened. "don't worry angel, i got you. we can go slow, yeah?" his voice breathy, and at this point he's already putty in your hands.

you're quick to get off seungcheol's lap and get on your knees in front of him. you're feeling nervous but also excited at the same time and so you reach for the band of his sweatpants to pull them down. he sees this and helps you, his hands hovering over yours as you do so.

despite this being your first time, there's still desperation in your actions. the way your dainty little fingers grab hold of his sweatpants and the way you look at seungcheol. as you pull his sweatpants down, you fail to muffle a gasp. fuck, he's bigger and thicker than you imagined. you already know that it's going to be a struggle holding him and putting him in your mouth. you feel your panties getting soaked at the sight of his throbbing cock in front of you.

seungcheol sits and watches you eagerly, his thick thighs spread out for you and his length already coated with precum. you sit on your heels, still admiring how heavy his cock is. "something wrong, baby?" he furrows his eyebrows, his eyes locked on yours. you don't know how else to put it so you tell him straight, "nothing, you're just... big."

he grins and even laughs a little, "i know you can take it." and so you do, you take the base of his cock into your hand and attach your lips onto his tip. you lower your head to get more of him into your mouth but you struggle to do so. you’re not entirely sure that what you’re doing is correct but you continue your actions. you come back up to swirl your tongue around his tip and seungcheol closes his eyes, "mmh, fuck. just like that, angel. slowly." he's so turned on by the sight in front of him that he can't even bring himself to close his eyes for too long.

he leans forward to gather your hair to one side and to press a quick kiss to your lips, practically tasting himself. you don't stop pumping his cock and so he moans into the kiss, feeling the vibrations erupt from his throat. he leans back onto the couch, and your mouth is wrapped around him again. your hand is settled at the base of his cock, stimulating him as much as you can while you cover his tip in spit. "use both hands, baby." he suggests, and so you do.

seungcheol watches as your hands and mouth move up and down in harmony and it's taking everything in him not to cum right now with your mouth so pretty around his throbbing cock. you take more of him into your mouth and your eyes are welling up trying to do so. his tip hits the base of your throat and he feels it when you gag. he expects you to stop but instead you keep him there for a few seconds until you have to gasp for air and you feel his body shudder at your actions. "angel, you're sure this is your first time?" he asks, gathering just enough breath.

"mhmm.." you swallow, looking up at him with sweet and not so innocent eyes, shooting him a shy smile. you're hit with a wave of confidence by seungcheol's words. he quickly lifts his left hand to push his thumb into your mouth, wanting to feel your tongue. he feels selfish, as if you sucking him off isn't already enough, but he just has to. you follow him by sucking on his finger without hesitation, doing the same things that you were doing to his cock a few moments ago. "fuuck, you're so pretty like this." he thanks his lucky stars because he has absolutely no idea what he's done to deserve you and what you’re doing to him right now.

your mouth returns to his cock, where your hands are still stroking him up and down. you make it your mission to make him cum tonight, wanting to see him all breathy and speechless. your hands and mouth increase their speed, and so does seungcheol's breaths. you can tell he’s close because his chest is rising and falling faster and you’re pretty sure the neighbors can hear the lewd noises spilling from his mouth. you wrap your mouth around him again and again, your head bobbing up and down while you look at him through your long lashes, slowing down your pace for a few seconds to tease him just a bit. where the hell did she learn to do that? he thinks to himself.

all seungcheol wants to do now is pick you up and throw you onto the couch so he can return the favor, but he wants to give this to you. he wants you to finish what you started, because he knows it’ll make you feel good. “taking me so well, baby. doing so good f’me.” the praises rolling off his tongue as he runs one hand through his hair.

seungcheol can feel himself getting closer and closer to his high and so your hands work double time twisting his cock. you spit on his tip and sink your head down, his cock bottoming in your throat again. as you come back up for air, he quickly bucks his hips up to chase the feeling as he’s on the brink of his orgasm. you can’t help but let out a small choke with tears falling from your eyes. “-m sorry, angel. couldn’t help it.” he quicky apologizes. “s’okay…” you reply with a sweet smile.

“hmm fuck, i’m gonna cum. you ready for me, angel?” he trails off, taking control as he strokes himself and his length just inches from your face. you watch him as his big hand goes up and down his cock at an erratic pace. you lift your hands up to rest them on his knees but seungcheol has other plans in mind. “uh-uh, hands on your sides.” he says firmly, and you comply. he wishes he could take a picture of you right now, obeying him and being his good girl.

“open your mouth.” seungcheol adds, his demeanor now completely different but you love that he has two different sides to him when it’s just the two of you behind closed doors. your jaw quickly falls into an ‘o’ and soon after, seungcheol reaches his high. he feels his orgasm throughout his entire body, fireworks shooting down all the way to his ankles. his vision goes white and his body writhes in pleasure. white ribbons of his cum shoot out from his tip and onto your face and in your mouth. you feel the warm liquid on your tongue and you don’t know whether to spit or swallow.

you close your mouth just enough that your lips don’t touch, the salty liquid resting on your tongue. you wait for seungcheol to come down from his high, his breathing getting slower as his hand moves from his cock and onto his thigh. your chest swells with pride because you couldn’t believe what you just did to him. your eyes are focused on him as he leans forward, “you can spit or swallow baby, it’s up to you.” he says, and you feel his breath fan over your face as he brings his hand up and uses the pad of his thumb to wipe off the cum that’s on your cheek and just below your lip.

you finally close your mouth and swallow his salty release, completely tasting him. he watches as your adam’s apple bobs up and down as you do so. “good girl.” he comments, ultimately sending butterflies to your stomach. seungcheol then wastes no time to connect his lips with yours, tasting a little bit of himself. this time around, you’re the one moaning into the kiss and biting his lower lip. he deepens the kiss, holding your cheek to get better access. it’s not rushed though, it’s one that says ‘thank you’ for giving me the best head of my life.

he pulls away and you feel his arms at your sides, pulling you up. he slots you between his thighs, your knees sinking down onto the couch and he looks up at you. “your turn?”

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