Whatever You Say, Beautiful

Whatever you say, beautiful

STUDIO BF! WOOZI

studio bf! woozi who records all the pretty sounds you make and keeps them in a private file on his computer to go back and listen to from time to time.

studio bf! woozi who would make you cockwarm him for hours just because he likes how desperate you get and wants to see how long you can behave for.

studio bf! woozi who laughs at you when cockwarming cause he thinks it’s cute when you look at him all teary eyed because he scolds you everytime you move.

studio bf! woozi who promises to fuck you after he’s done, but never specified how long it’ll be till then.

studio bf! woozi who eventually gets fed up with your whines + constant moving after he told you to quit it and grabs you by the throat.

studio bf! woozi who will fuck up into you hard, fast and rough while you’re rolling your eyes back in pleasure.

studio bf! woozi who will overstimulate you, claiming this is what you wanted because you just couldn’t be patient and wait for him to finish what he was doing.

studio bf! woozi who def uses your sex life as inspiration whenever he’s writing songs.

studio bf! woozi who bought a new couch in his studio specifically so you would be more comfortable whenever you’re getting fucked sleeping.

studio bf! woozi who will ask you to send him some spicy photos for inspiration whenever he’s stuck at the company late at night and you’re at home.

studio bf! woozi who changes the led lights in his studio to red whenever y’all are getting it on to set the mood.

studio bf! woozi who will fuck you to the songs he writes and produces (will also thrust in and out of you according to the beat.)

studio bf! woozi who will let you grind on his thigh if you’re feeling horny, but he is too busy. he would help you get off by shaking his leg and applying pressure from time to time.

studio bf! woozi who keeps a polaroid nude of you in his wallet to jerk off too whenever you’re not there and he’s feeling particularly stressed.

studio bf! woozi who has a locked drawer at his desk that has a few toys ;)) so he can have his fun with you whenever you come visit him.

studio bf! woozi who will throw you in the recording booth with a vibrator to your clit so he can record the pretty sounds you make.

sunghoon.

that's it. that's the post.

park sunghoon.

you woke up feeling… sticky. pulling your legs apart, sticky dried cum covers every bit of skin between your legs. confused, you check the sheets to see stains, knowing that you didn’t do anything last night, you looked around for hongjoong. there was a note on the side of the bed, catching your attention with his cursive writing. you took sleeping medicine last night, your eyes still groggy.

“check your phone, baby. i got home pretty late and was working all night, im heading out now.. but i hope you slept well.”

you opened your phone to see a video sent to you by joong, the video starting out by showing your legs spread wide open. you’re on your tummy, evidently sleeping, your pussy glistening from the flash of his camera. he then points the camera towards his two-toned cock, his pale foreskin being pulled back to reveal his bright pink tip. your mouth opened as you seen a drop of precum separate from his cock, onto the back of your thigh.

“you’re throbbing just watching this video hm??” hongjoong giggles into the camera, making wet sounds with his thumb and the tip of his cock.

he then brings his fingers to your pussy, spreading your hole wide open just for the camera to pick up. he stuck his thumb inside of you for just a moment, just to pull it out and spread your hole with it, slowly. he then brought his cock to your entrance, rubbing it against your heat causing wet sounds to erupt. sticking just the tip inside of your pussy, he moans desperately into the camera.

“oh i wish… oh i wish i could just fuck you right now. but i’m not that rude.. am i??” he started to push his cock deep into you, stopping halfway. “no… i’m not that rude. i’m not going to ruin your well deserved sleep…” he sighs breathlessly, tapping his cock on your pussy, sticking the tip inside of you for just a moment.

“agh wait… that feels good..” he taps his cock on your pussy again, this time repeatedly, “ahhh.. wait… i think i’m gonna cum…” the camera starts to shake a bit, being able to tell that his focus on the camera wasn’t a main concern. he pulls the camera back further, pulling his cock away from you as he shakes it back and forth, continuing the same stimulation. cum starts to spurt everywhere, on your ass, back, pussy; everywhere.

“i so wish you were awake for that… at least you’ll have a video.”

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CROSSING BOUNDARIES

PAIRING : dom!hoon x fem!reader

GENRE : smut, possessive sunghoon, unprotected sex, mentions of blade and scars, spanking, choking, tied hands, overstimulation, fingering, degradation, killing.

WC : 1.8k words

WARNING : 18+ content, minors dni

A/N : read part two here – broken boundaries

"no fucking way." you practically growled at the man in front of you, your father to be more precise. jaw clenched at the insanity of the situation.

"you do not have a say in this matter." your father concluded as a matter of factly. not wanting to stay around him for even a second more, you leave his office but not before flipping him off.

being born as the daughter of a mafia man was a life you had gotten accustomed to by now. being the only heiress to his seat, everyone expected you to be to be the perfect assassin. you grew numb to the point you were almost emotionless to anything and everything, everything with the exception of two people, namely, your father and his right hand man.

ever since you were a kid, you had to follow the instructions given by your father, but fixing your marriage to the heir of lee mafia, lee heeseung, wasn't something you expected him to do, "it's for our own benefit." he had stated.

you went straight to your bathroom and splashed water on your face, taking deep breaths to calm down your racing heart. after a while, you exited the bathroom, just to see sunghoon standing in the middle of your bedroom.

park sunghoon, your father's right hand man. everyone envied him for getting such a high position while being so young. he had always proved to be loyal to your father. not only he was smart and skilled, but also good looking. you despised him to say the least, you had always been compared to him as to how he had everything you lacked and more. just the thought of him made your blood boil.

he made sure to always do better than you. moreover, he'd smirk at you whilst making snarky comments just to rile your anger even further. in fact, that's what he's sporting right now, a smirk as his teeth played with his lip ring.

"fuck off, sunghoon." you dismissed him right away, well knowing that he's here to taunt your arranged marriage which your father had dearly set up. his laughter bloomed the room causing you to roll your eyes.

"oh come on doll, let me congratulate you first, yeah?" amusement pooled his eyes as he saw you roll yours. truth being told, he loved pissing you off, mainly because he found your angry self really hot. getting closer to you, he bit his lips as he trapped you against the wall, your face scowled up in annoyance.

"you're crossing your boundaries, park." you warned him simply, yet he leaned in so that his lips hovered over yours.

"am i now?" he questioned, and within a second, you were thrown on your bed, sunghoon pinned you down as you struggled against his hold. for a second, your gaze flickered towards his lipring, this didn't go unnoticed by him.

"being disloyal already? who knew how much of a whore you can be." he scoffed, you weren't ready to take his bullshit in though. without much of a warning, you flipped him over, taking your pocket blade out and positioning it on his tattoed neck. the blade just barely grazing his skin.

"do you know that the last person who talked to me like that ended up at the bottom of the river? guess it's your turn now." you smirked, pressing him into the mattress even further. yet again, distraction came easily to you, it always did when sunghoon was near. this time it was his tattoo, which you never saw this clear before, it was minute between all the larger ones surrounding it. in fact, you wouldn't have even noticed it had you not been this close.

sunghoon saw your lingering stare with the lack of hold, seeing this opportunity, he grabbed the blade and threw it to the farthest corner of the room.

"what is this about?" you breathed out a question, seeing your name written near his clavicle, so small as if it wasn't even there. you grazed your thumb softly over it.

sunghoon shivered under your touch but gained energy to flip you over nevertheless. putting all his weight on you, his lips faintly touching yours as you both breathed the same air.

"you really are dumb." he chuckled before capturing your lips in a kiss, a kiss that was due since the past seven years, all the time that he had been in love with you, yet never acted upon it. you returned the kiss, making it go deeper and more rushed than what sunghoon had initially started. the cool metal of his ring made you shiver into the kiss.

you were frustrated, making out with a man whom you'll never get to be with, yet somehow, it felt right. you groaned, your hips jerking forward to meet his hard on. he looked into your eyes and you nodded, you needed this.

"fuck." was all he said before removing his plain black t-shirt, his scars from the past missions and tattoos full on display, he wasted no time in kissing you again, his hands roaming all over your body. you traced his scars as his fang like canines bit and sucked on your neck, it was sure to leave marks by the next day.

his anger was evident with the rush, you were being promised to someone else, how could he accept that? growling, he tore off your tank top, unclasping your bra along with it. you gasped at his neediness, whining as he licked and swirled around with your erected nipples. his hand went down to rub you through your jeans, making you moan with pleasure. more, you wanted more.

"remove it." you croaked, and in a moment, you were bare naked in front of him. hastily, you got up to undo his belt, removing his jeans and boxers all together. his thick cock leaking with precum. he gathered the wetness from your dripping core using two of his digits and sucked on them, kissing you right after.

you arched your back as his fingers entered inside of you, stretching you out. moans filled the room as sunghoon gripped your neck.

removing his finger, he pushed himself into you without any warning. he stopped to watch your reaction : eyes closed, lips parted and rigged breathing. he smirked, tying your hands with his discarded t-shirt and holding them above your head.

"fuck, sunghoon." you screamed out as he grabbed your ass, mercilessly pounding into you. sliding your fingers between his soft hair, you start rolling your hips to get more friction.

"you like this, don't you?" sunghoon tightened the hold on your neck, a broken sob escaped your mouth. "bet that fucker won't be able to make you scream like this." the bed was shaking, you were trembling, your feet curled up with the feeling.

"yeah, it feels so good–" you dragged out as he put one of your leg on his shoulder, his thrusting getting deeper as it hit your sensitive spot, your moans getting lewd by second. you looked up to see sunghoon as he bit his lipring with concentration, his sweat trailing down his well defined jaw, making him look even more hot than he usually does.

"fuck." he kept on muttering, observing your tied up hands and fucked up fucked up expression, his dick twitched inside of you, his high seeming closer than ever.

"i'm going to cum." tears stained your cheeks as you came all over his cock, letting out a shaky breath. he moaned out your name as he spilled his seed into you.

sunghoon flipped you over, making you understand that he wasn't done yet. with your ass in the air, he ruthlessly pounded into you as his hand digged into your waist, strong enough to leave marks.

"i. fucking. hate. your. father." sunghoon had never once insulted him, yet here we are now. you were crying, the overstimulation heightening up as he rubbed your clit.

"you are my property, you get it slut?" he growled into your ear and you managed to get out a weak 'yes' as an answer, knowing very well that you cannot go against your father, yet sunghoon made it worth it.

"i won't let that asshole have you." he declared, ramming into you with all his might, so strong that you saw stars, "hoon–" you sobbed out as you came for the second time, yet he didn't stop and slapped your ass, painting them a beautiful shade of red.

"louder, let everyone know who's making you feel good." he demanded, your voice booming in the room. "fuck, i hate you." he said before cumming in you again. his words being the literal opposite of his feelings.

he freed your hands, softly caressing them with a sigh. "i'm sorry, doll." he apologized and looked into your eyes for any sign of discomfort, he didn't find any. you tried to smile at him, too tired to do anything but he got the memo.

"how long?" you asked, gazing at the tattoo.

"five years." he paused, "i got it five years back, it's shocking how no one noticed it" he pitifully laughed, knowing that you weren't even his to begin with.

"oh." was all you could say. it was a given that sunghoon liked you, it scared you to the core when you find out that you did too. you realised it the moment he kissed you and kissed him back instead of pushing him away.

"this is pathetic, fuck." he said, bringing you closer to him, "run away with me." he desperately said.

"we won't survive a day out there hoon." you were right, the moment you leave your gang is the moment your enemy kills you. they're out for blood.

sunghoon cursed, biting his lipring yet again.

you sighed, "we can't go against him" you pointed out, mentioning your father in the process.

he smirked, his tongue poking his fangs. sunghoon would, a hundred percent, go against your father if it meant that he gets to have you with him. the look in his eyes was the same as the one he had on the day he killed an innocent guy for talking to you at the bar, the same look he had when the enemy gang had slashed your hand, causing you to stay at rest for a week, he had killed all of them by the next two days.

you saw right through it, your eyes widening in the process, before you could say anything, he silenced you by kissing you roughly.

"round two?" his eyes glimmered as he asked, you being needy, nodded for more. he made you cum thrice more.

next morning, the bed was empty next to you. suddenly a shrill scream was heard from around the corridor, you dressed up, running as fast as you could, your eyes widening at the scene in front of you.

it made you believe that sunghoon, in fact, can go upto any lengths to have you.

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