Pepmiw - Who Am I, To Be Yours?

Bada Lee × Reader

• smut

•Girl Penis

•second person POV

•Inspired by Bada Lee thrusting on the floor.

Do you wanna be my floor today? (I might make you slippery wet)

While you were jealous of the floor Bada mime-thrusts in her dance video, she was forever imagining you under her, taking all her thrusts like a good girl.

Bada Lee was thrusting on the damn floor as if she was practicing how to pay her fucking rent by it alone. Her face was concentrated into a scowl, teeth grazing her bottom lip here and then.

You looked away, gulping, to make sure that no one sees you drooling over your dance instructor. While Bada was very open to her crew, one thing she maintains is the privacy to her personal life. Sure Tatter, Lusher, Siweon everyone in her crew knew where Bada lived, but what they didn't know was that Bada is in a relationship with you. You, who become a stuttering mess in front of Bada. You, who is currently glaring holes in the wall in hopes of distracting yourself from the thoughts of Bada holding you down in a chock hold and slowly licking your pussy-

STOP IT BRAIN!!-

You look back again, only now, Bada is looking tired yet satisfied. Her eyes drift towards yours and even masked, you can tell that she's giddy in happiness for making that teasing joke on you.

"Okay everyone, let's go through the routine again. 1, 2, 3, 4. Cha- cha- cha- and then swing, swing, hold your stance gently, drop"-

You tune the rest of it out, memorising the whole dance by the practice she made you had yesterday. You were always her go to plush doll slash dancer that she practiced with (or on, in this particular case) before teaching a class. The whole dance class took almost 3 hours, and before you focused otherwise, the class ended with Bada bowing to everyone and promising them with a new dance.

" See you on Sunday, Siweon" you uttered, extremely tired, to your best friend. Though you didn't have a long age gap with Siweon, her gentle nature had forced you to be her best friend.

Siweon waved you off, running off to her idol Bada, who was surrounded by her whole crew yapping to her loudly about making a video themselves to post on social media. Bada seems to be amused, gently taking her mask and cap off to smile indulgently to her babies. (sometimes, the crew came before you. You approved of it, the girls did have Bada's back oftentimes when needed)

A ding on your phone sounded while you were getting out of the room, definitely a text from Bada before you go off to your first job, a simple café worker in the "Happy Sunshine" cafe of Gangnam district, namely, your daytime job. Your second job was a library worker in the most famous library of Seoul, but it was an evening shift.

Bada: Baby, you did a good job today. Though I saw you glaring at the walls to distract yourself from my dance ㅋㅋㅋ

Y/N: I'm going to ignore you

for the next 4 hours -_- then see if you find it amusing.

Bada: Y/N-ah, Sweetheart, don't be  jealous :3 If you want, I will perform what I did today only to you to make you happy

Or should I say on you to make you satisfied 😈

Y/N: Fuck you

See you at home later 💓

Bada: I will do the fucking tonight and for every other night, but yeah, see you later baby 💓

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Inserting the keys to your apartment, you jiggle the key only to find the door shut from inside. That means Bada is home early tonight. You sigh quietly, ringing the door bell twice. Today was a brutal day for you, first the dance class, then your job at the café, then a heavy shot of orders at the library. You whole body aches to lie down and take a moment of peace, you definitely needed the tranquility to calm your mind and give your body some rest.

"Hi baby, you're late tonight" Bada says when she sees you after opening the door. Taking the bag from your shoulder, she kisses you on the cheek sweetly.

"You look so tired, I tell you everyday to take it easy." Bada trails off carefully, it always tended to become heated when she brings your jobs and her making enough money to feed a whole generation up in a debate.

You just nod, taking off your sweater and sagging on the leather couch, not wishing to start a fight, now having the energy for one.

'My body feels like jelly, fuck Bada needs to carry me today', you muse quietly, closing your eyes.

"Not even noticing anything, that tired huh? Should I postpone my promise to you, darling? Hmm?" Bada puts her left knee between both of yours and hovers above you, hands settled over your shoulder to carry her weight, she was always gloating about her strength (it came in handy when she could thrust in you hard and fast while checking to see if she's doing it hard enough)

Fuck I want her-

Opening your eyes to check over anything different, you become shocked to find her wearing her fuck-pants, as you call them, which she wears rarely to seduce the fuck out of you (It always works like a charm, to your dismay). The living room has been dimly lit, setting the mood further. Bada seems prepared, her gaze stuck at yours, gauging your reaction. She seems to come to a decision, smirking at you suddenly and leaning down to rest her nose against yours, her breath a whisper away from your skin.

"Shall I fulfill my promise to you, baby? Can I have you tonight? Will you let me hold you down and make you take my cock? Hmm?" Your insides get squirmy, pussy clenching because of her words, the way she stares at your eyes and lips as if she wants to devour you wholly.

Bada snickers when your leg jerks close, an instinctive reaction to her words, trapping her knee on your pussy. Adjusting slightly so that her thigh rests against your sweats, the cloth a flimsy material to protect you from her power over you, Bada drags her thigh against your covered pussy.

"Uhnn-" you moan aloud, scrunching her sleeves around her shoulder in your hands. One of Bada's hand circles around your waist and pulls you to herself, a move that works in her favor, making your body bend in an arch to ease her thigh onto your pussy. She mercilessly drags her thigh against your core, rattling your insides and making your moans louder by the seconds.

"F-fuck please...a-AH-" You scrunch your eyes shut, trying to move Bada's body away from yours, writhing in pleasure. Bada licks over your throat, gliding her tongue across your neck, moving to your collarbones to suck her marks into your unmarked neck. While Bada is very caring to you every time of the day, her ruthless self during sex makes you grow wetter and wetter.

"Yeah? You about to cum from this only, baby? Are you going to cum for Bada? Paint my thigh with your juice?" Bada whispers while increasing the speed of her thrusting, humping at this point, harder and harder. Her dick is hard by your thigh, a wet patch over the trouser she's wearing, no doubt, the only pant she's wearing.

Your legs start shaking, body wriggling and back arching due to feeling too much pleasure. Throwing your head back, you let out a guttural moan, broken into whimpers by the seconds she keeps on grinding against you, now her dick resting over your clothed pussy. The hardness makes a line separating your pussy lips, clit not having mercy from her torture. Kicking your legs wildly, no wonder a reaction to the pleasure she's giving you, you open your mouth to warn her that you're cumming.

All of a sudden, the pressure against your core disappears, Bada's body is as if snatched away from yours. Due to the sudden orgasm denial, you start sobbing loudly, your cries tampering into whimpers, hands twisting in your own clothes in search of comfort and pleasure. Bada watches you lose your mind for an orgasm she didn't even think beforehand to let you have, and smirks while tilting her head. Rubbing her hand over her leaking dick to reduce the pinprick pain of hardness, she watches your thighs shake.

"Shall we move to the bedroom now, darling?"

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Loud moans and slurping sound echoes in your bedroom. Bada's face is covered by your thighs, your legs thrown above her shoulder, making space for her to indulge in your sweet sugary pussy. Licking a fat stripe from your hole to your clit, she circles the clit over and over again to hear you scream while scrunching the bedsheets in your small hands, pulling it loose almost. Humming softly, Bada plunges her tongue into your hole mercilessly, your screams turning inaudible from pleasure.

While you lost count over which number of edging it was, your mind befuddled by the need to cum, Bada gradually works you higher and higher, planning to make you thoroughly spent and satisfied tonight.

Your back arches, head thrown backwards because if you didn't cum this time, you will surely die. Being sure of it, your vocals get louder and stronger.

Close, close, so close, p-please, please, please, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEA-

Bada holds you down by your torso, her face glistening in your wetness, looking at your sobbing face while calmly licking her lips. Your legs shake wildly, now that the orgasm is being denied again, your mind is getting more hazy by the seconds. Getting up from her position down the bed, she hauls you upwards and crawls over your naked body, kissing over your stomach, torso, nipples and collarbones, lastly your mouth. Digging her tongue in, she absolutely dominates your mouth, inhaling your breaths and absorbing your little jerks. Tongue twisting over yours, Bada moans into your mouth and licks over the warmness inside, tasting you wholeheartedly.  Pulling your bottom lip by her teeth, she kisses you once, twice, then a third time as a lucky charm.

Reaching a hand above, she massages your tied wrists, no wonder sore by now and takes off the rope gently. Calmly massaging blood back into your arms, Bada kisses your nose gently, and gets up on her knees, pulls your body along to position her as her wish. Your legs fall open to accommodate on either side of her hips, her knees being a barrier to stop you from closing your legs and keeping them wide open instead to reveal your red, leaking pussy to her hungry eyes.

Guiding her dick into your hole, Bada inserts it slowly, watching your reaction for any discomfort. At this rate, you are loose enough that it gets in easily and tight enough that your insides wrap her dick tight and snuggly. Shuddering into a tearful moan, you paw off Bada's hand to yourself and clench onto her dick unintentionally. Bada throws her head back and sighs, no wonder feeling as much pleasure as you, after ignoring her hard on in favor of getting you desperate for her dick.

Making slow small thrusts, Bada leans over you to hover above your neck, getting ready in her favorite position to ram into you when needed. She always gave you minutes to adjust before making you speechless by her cock.

"You like that? Fuck your pussy is clinging tight to my cock, baby. You feel so good. Aren't you my good baby? Huh?" She whispers sensually, making drawn out thrusts that make your legs jerk everytime and leaves your mouth open.

"P-please. . I-I'm. . .Bada plea-se-" your voice tapers shut when she quickens her pace, headboard slamming into the wall now, leaving a slick sound and your inaudible moans in the room. Sighing in pleasure, Bada let's out a drawn moan, thrusts getting stronger and stronger. Suddenly, your insides spasm wildly, juices slicking past her dick. Looking down at you, Bada sees your head thrown backwards, hands twisting the sheets, body freezing in an arch because of the sudden orgasm. Cumming after almost 4 orgasm denial leaves you breathless and panting, unable to properly catch your breathe. You paw over Bada's chest to stop her from thrusting further, thighs shaking violently, pussy clenching in sensitivity.

Bada rips your hands off her body, pinning two by her left hand only, uses the right as a support aside your head and thrusts into you wildly. You scream in sensitivity, Bada laughs and grabs the rope to tie your hands again, leaving you helpless to her torture.

"You'll give me two more. You can do that, yeah? Baby, gimme two more. You can, you will." The assured voice of her doing nothing to keep you from twisting your body to get away from her, no matter too sensitive to tolerate her merciless advances.

"I-I can't-" your voice breaks, but that doesn't stop Bada from snapping her hips onto yours. Her dick glides along your tight pussy, the stretch still too much. Nearing your second orgasm, your breath becomes stuck in your chest when Bada reaches down and twists her fingers in your clit. Her long thumb rubs and rolls your clit, twisting and twiddling it, rubbing the small nub thoroughly. You scream at the sudden onslaught of pleasure, clenching down on her hard, getting forced into a second orgasm so quick to the first one. Body shaking violently, you feel Bada's cum slipping in your hole, no doubt cumming due to your tightness. She lets out a long drawn moan, and hisses when the tightness becomes unbearable, kissing and sucking your throat, leaving purple bruises on their wake, making art on a beautiful canvas. Taking her softening dick off your insides she crawls lower to become face level above your pussy.

"Last one baby, you need to give me the last one" Bada leans down to run her tongue on your pussy, slurping on your hole and sucking your clit harshly in her mouth. By now, your body is too tired but trying it's hardest to crawl away from her, mind muddled beyond thoughts. Bada holds you down by one hand and inserts the finger of the other one in your hole, twisting it around in search of your g-spot.

Not letting you come down from your second orgasm, Bada mercilessly works her hardest to bring you to your third one within seconds. Your eyes roll back, orgasm more of a dry one, pussy vigorously clenching and becoming dark red color due to sensitivity. Hardly able to breathe, your chest heaves up and down, hands trying to tear the rope to stop Bada from touching you anymore, the over  sensitivity making every touch unbearable.

After what feels like hours but is seconds, Bada cups your pussy and gets up to watch your fucked out unfocused eyes trying to close themselves in search of sleep. When you settle in, she walks away to get wipers and rips off the extra bed sheets gently, takes off the rope tying your hands and massages them slowly with lotion. Settling you in bed firmly, Bada covers your naked body with a thick hoodie and adjusts blanket over your sleeping form.  Finally, getting up beside you, she cuddles you, hand encircling your waist to pull you closer and closes her eyes satisfactorily.

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roommates with benefits

❝ y/n, you can’t keep staying here. you’ve been living in my room for like, two weeks now. you don’t even pay rent. ❞

PAIRING ▸ jeon wonwoo x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ smut, fluff, humor, college au, roommate au, frat au

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, shy!wonwoo, he’s a bit of an overthinker too, classic “share a bed” trope, sort of friends with benefits, unprotected sex, fingering, praise

SUMMARY ▸ initially, wonwoo doesn’t think much about your incessant requests to play on his xbox. however, when what was supposed to be a two-hour visit to his place stretches out for two weeks, he starts to think you’re overstaying your welcome.

PLAYLIST ▸ seventeen by girls generation • in my dreams by red velvet

WORD COUNT ▸ 6,467 words

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ here’s me impulsively writing another short lil fic in 1-2 days because the wonwoo brainrot’s been hitting me :’) tbh just wrote this bc i’ve been obsessed with omori LOL but hope u guys enjoy !! ♡ 

ON A FRIDAY AFTERNOON, JEON WONWOO FOUND HIMSELF BEING INTERROGATED BY YOU.

“Wonwoo! You have the Xbox Game Pass?”

He was taken aback by your question. Minutes ago, he was diligently studying in the library with Kwon Soonyoung when you approached him. Lee Chan was following after you with an exasperated look on his face, sending Wonwoo silent, apologetic looks. Your face, on the other hand, looked like a collision of supernovas with the intensity of the sparkle in your eyes.

For a moment, Wonwoo wondered if you had picked up some new interest in broadcasting. There had to be a mic clipped to your shirt. If his vision wasn’t so shitty, maybe he could spot the hidden camera focusing on him.

“Uh…” He sat up straighter and nodded. (He was camera-shy—and people-shy, but that was beside the point.) “Yeah, I do. Why?”

You beamed. “Can I come over and play on your Xbox?”

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