Ceecee!!!!! Can We Talk About Woozi At The Airport?? I Literally Screamed When I Saw He's Looking So

ceecee!!!!! can we talk about woozi at the airport?? I literally screamed when i saw 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️ he's looking so freaking good i mean aways but 😫😫😫😫😫😫

ME TOOO?????? LIKE SIR HAVE SOME RESPECT FOR MY SANITY WHAT IS THIS BEHAVIOUR?????? HE LOOKS SO HUSBAND CORE

OVERLOAD - deer hybrid!hjs

w.c : 2.1 k ┊ synopsis : the deer hybrid man who you met at bar filled you up .... really.┊ content warning : smut , one night stand , no protection , creampie , body fur

a/n : hehehehe part 3 is out of my 2k followers celebration

The bar was buzzing with life, but none of it compared to the man who sat across from you. Joshua, with his soft, ethereal features and kind, honey-colored eyes, seemed too perfect for this world. From the moment your eyes met, there was a magnetic pull between you, one that only intensified as the night wore on.

He had bought you a drink, and from there, the conversation flowed easily. His voice was calming, like a gentle melody. Despite his calm demeanor, there was something undeniably alluring about him. The more you talked, the more you realized that Joshua wasn’t just handsome—he was captivating in ways you couldn’t explain.

You were drawn to him, and when he leaned in, his hand grazing your thigh, a heat blossomed between your legs. The chemistry was undeniable, and when he finally asked, "Do you want to get out of here?" you didn’t hesitate.

The walk to his place was a blur, filled with stolen glances and smoldering anticipation. The moment the door clicked shut behind you, Joshua was on you, his lips pressing against yours with a hunger that took you by surprise. His hands roamed your body, fingers teasing the sensitive skin beneath your clothes as he deepened the kiss, pulling you closer to him. You melted into his touch, feeling the hard lines of his body against yours.

His kisses were slow, deliberate, like he was savoring every second. When he pulled away for just a moment, you could see something dark and lustful in his eyes. But there was something else—something hesitant.

"There’s something I need to tell you," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down your spine.

You cocked your head, curiosity piqued. "What is it?"

Joshua’s gaze dropped to the floor for a second before he met your eyes again. "I’m not like most guys… I’m different."

"Different how?" you asked, intrigued rather than worried.

He took a deep breath, his pupils dilating slightly, and before you could react, you saw it—a flicker of something else. His calm, almost ethereal presence took on a more animalistic edge. His movements, while still graceful, had a rawness to them. Then, in the low light, you noticed something subtle but unmistakable—small patches of soft brown fur near the base of his neck, disappearing over his shoulders under his shirt, and a faint scent in the air that was musky, primal.

"I’m a deer hybrid," he confessed quietly.

You blinked, the pieces clicking into place—the gentleness, the quiet confidence, the way his eyes seemed to hold something deeper. "That’s… wow," you breathed, excitement bubbling in your chest. "That’s amazing."

Joshua let out a soft chuckle, relief washing over his features. "It comes with… certain differences. Especially when it comes to sex."

Your pulse quickened at his words. "Show me," you whispered, the anticipation thick between you.

In the bedroom, the air between you was heavy with desire. Joshua moved with the same grace and control, but now there was something more primal in the way his hands gripped your hips, how his eyes darkened with need. When your clothes were off, his eyes roamed your body with an intensity that made your skin prickle. You reached for his shirt, pulling it over his head, revealing a lean, muscular chest.

But what caught your breath was the line of soft, tawny fur that ran down his spine and shoulders, leaking from the sides of his waist, giving way to smooth skin again. You couldn’t help but reach out and touch it, and Joshua shivered at the contact, his eyes half-lidded as he looked down at you.

"You like that?" you asked, teasing.

He let out a low, almost growling sound. "You have no idea what you’re getting into."

His words sent a thrill through you, and as he guided you onto the bed, you couldn’t help but feel the heat between your legs growing more intense.

Joshua leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear. "I’m going to fill you up," he murmured, his voice dark and thick with promise. "More than you can handle."

The way he said it made your entire body tingle with anticipation.

He kissed you deeply as his fingers slid between your legs, finding your wetness with ease. He groaned against your lips as he stroked you, his thumb brushing over your clit in a way that made you gasp. You could feel the intensity building inside you as his touch became more insistent, more urgent.

When he finally positioned himself between your legs, his cock was hard, thick, and pulsing with need. He guided himself to your cunt, and as he pushed inside you, you moaned at the feeling of him stretching you, filling you up inch by inch.

Joshua didn’t start slow. His thrusts were deep and controlled from the beginning, his hips snapping forward with a precision that left you breathless. He moved with a power that belied his calm exterior, each stroke hitting deep inside you, making you cry out in pleasure.

"Fuck, you’re so tight," he growled, his breath hot against your neck as he pounded into you. "You feel so good wrapped around me."

You could only moan in response, your body arching beneath him as his cock slammed into you over and over again. His hands gripped your hips, pulling you closer to him as he drove himself deeper. You could feel yourself getting closer to the edge, the pressure building inside you with every thrust.

Joshua’s stamina seemed endless. He never slowed, his pace steady and relentless as he fucked you harder and deeper. His deer-like qualities were on full display—his strength, his control, and the raw, primal energy he radiated. He was dominating you completely, his body moving with animalistic precision as he claimed you.

"You’re gonna take all of me, aren’t you?" he growled in your ear, his voice sending a shiver down your spine. "You’re gonna take every last drop of my cum."

You whimpered at his words, nodding as your hands gripped the sheets beneath you. His pace quickened, and you could feel his cock throbbing inside you, swelling as he got closer to the edge. His hand slid between your legs, finding your clit again and rubbing it with just the right amount of pressure.

"Cum for me," Joshua commanded, his voice rough and commanding. "I want to feel you cum around my cock."

His words sent you over the edge. Your orgasm ripped through you, your body shaking beneath him as you clenched around him, crying out his name. But he didn’t stop. He kept thrusting, deeper and harder, driving you into overstimulation as you rode out your climax.

"I’m gonna cum," he groaned, his voice strained as he pounded into you. "I’m gonna fill you up, baby. You’re gonna be so full of me."

You barely had time to process his words before you felt him tense above you. With a final, deep thrust, Joshua came, groaning low in his throat as he released inside you. But it wasn’t like anything you’d ever experienced before. His cum filled you, and kept filling you—thick, hot, and seemingly endless. You could feel it spilling out of you, dripping down your thighs as he continued to pump load after load into you.

"Fuck, Joshua," you gasped, your body trembling from the intensity of it all. "You’re—"

"I told you," he panted, his lips brushing against your ear as he finally stilled inside you. "I have more to give than you can handle."

You could feel him softening inside you, but the sheer amount of cum he had filled you with was overwhelming. You felt stuffed, your body unable to hold it all as it leaked from between your legs.

Joshua kissed you gently, his hand caressing your cheek. "You’re so beautiful," he whispered, his voice soft again, the primal edge fading.

You smiled, still catching your breath as you basked in the afterglow. "That was… incredible."

He chuckled, nuzzling your neck. "It’s a deer hybrid thing."

You let out a breathy laugh, wrapping your arms around him. "Well, I definitely wasn’t expecting that."

As you lay there, with Joshua’s warmth wrapped around you and the lingering sensation of fullness inside you, you couldn’t help but wonder what other surprises this mysterious man had in store for you.

heyyy. i totally get the wanting to quit thing. like honestly thats kinda where im at rn w things but i think honestly just take a step back n reevaluate things.

you should write bcs u want to, not bcs ur being forced to or bcs there’s a lot of pressure to pump out fics like a machine. do what makes u happy, write something that YOU want to. and if you start something and can’t finish it, that’s completely okay. people lose passion for certain things all the time; it’s normal.

just take ur time w things. there’s no rush with anything. you don’t need to be posting fics everyday. that’s way too much pressure to put on one person.

i hope you’re doing okay tho. :)

I love how people think I am serious when I said quiting because come on guys do y'all even know ceecee I can't stand not yapping 😂🙏🏻😭🫶🏻

I am bring y'all some good goodies to read for kinktober by today or latest tomorrow so be prepared hehehe

same anon here

if possible do you think you could possibly make a master list for these fics? 👀

if you already did one please link it!

or if you don’t want to that’s fine as well!!!

I plan on making one after I post all the fics! Since I am not really posting anything else other than these for the timebeing (save a few post of me screaming over jihoon prolly) you can always scroll and find the older fics nearby since it all goes in their age order

kinktober week 1.3 - semi-public sex

nerdy whore - j.ww (semi-public, degradation, subwonu, slight cum eating)

The library was always the perfect place for Wonwoo. Quiet, secluded, and filled with rows and rows of books, it was his sanctuary. He could escape into his own world, whether that was through textbooks or something a little more risqué when he was sure no one else was around. There was something comforting about being surrounded by knowledge while indulging in his secret pleasures.

Lately, though, Wonwoo’s reading habits had shifted. Sure, he still buried himself in textbooks and academic journals, but he’d developed a habit of sneaking off to the furthest corner of the library to read smut novels. Not just any kind of smut, though—he was particularly fond of the ones where the man was the submissive partner, being used and degraded by someone else. The idea made his heart race in a way that nothing else did. He was hooked on the humiliation, the power dynamic.

But today was different.

Today, Wonwoo wasn’t in the library to read.

Instead, he found himself pressed up against the far back wall, hidden behind towering shelves, with his legs splayed out in front of him. The rough carpet of the library floor scratched his skin through his clothes, but he hardly noticed. He was far too focused on you—straddling his lap, your hands gripping his shoulders as you rocked your hips against him. His cock was buried deep inside you, and you moved with a steady, relentless rhythm that had him biting his lip to keep from making any noise.

The library was technically empty, but there was always the risk that someone could wander in at any moment. That only heightened the tension for him, made the sensation of you using his body even more intense.

“You’re such a good boy, aren’t you, Wonwoo?” you whispered, your lips brushing against the shell of his ear as you teased him, your voice dripping with condescension. “Sitting here like the little slut you are, letting me ride your cock like it’s all you’re good for.”

Wonwoo’s face flushed a deep red at your words, his hands gripping your thighs as you bounced on top of him. He loved the way you talked to him like this, the way you made him feel small and submissive. His heart was pounding in his chest, not just from the pleasure but from the fear that someone might walk in at any second and catch him being used like this.

His breath came out in ragged gasps, and he tried to hold back the whimpers that threatened to spill from his lips. He knew the library was usually empty during this hour of the day, but the thought of someone catching him in this humiliating position made his cock throb even harder inside you.

You laughed softly, noticing how desperate he was becoming. “You like that, don’t you? You like being my little slut, don’t you, Wonwoo?”

He nodded weakly, biting his lip as his eyes fluttered closed. The degrading words you whispered in his ear sent shivers down his spine, making his body feel like it was on fire.

“I asked you a question,” you said more sharply, your hand coming up to grip his chin, forcing him to look at you. “Answer me.”

“Y-yes,” Wonwoo stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. His mind was foggy with pleasure, but he still managed to choke out the words you wanted to hear. “I love it.”

You smirked down at him, your hips grinding down harder against him, making him groan. “That’s what I thought,” you purred, running your fingers through his hair before yanking his head back slightly. “Such a pathetic little nerd, getting off to me treating you like trash. I bet you’d love it if someone walked in right now, wouldn’t you? You’d love for them to see you being used like the little slut you are.”

Wonwoo’s entire body tensed at the thought, his cock twitching inside you. He shook his head, trying to deny it, but the way his body responded told a different story.

“Oh, don’t lie,” you taunted, grinding down on him harder, the slickness between your thighs making every movement more sinful, more obscene. “You’d love it if someone saw you like this, wouldn’t you? All fucked out and helpless, taking whatever I give you.”

“N-no,” he gasped, though his voice trembled with uncertainty, as if even he didn’t believe what he was saying.

You laughed darkly, leaning in closer to whisper against his ear. “Liar.”

The word sent a shiver down his spine, an d before he could respond, you lifted your hips slightly, pulling almost completely off his cock before slamming back down on him, making his head fall back against the wall with a soft thud. His eyes squeezed shut, and he bit down hard on his bottom lip to stifle the moan that threatened to spill out.

“Look at you,” you continued, your voice low and dripping with contempt. “Such a mess already, and we’ve only just started. You’re such a good little toy for me, Wonwoo. Always so obedient, always so desperate.”

His chest heaved with every breath, his heart pounding so loudly in his ears that he could barely think straight. You had him completely at your mercy, and he loved every second of it.

“I-I’m trying,” he whispered, his voice shaking with both pleasure and fear. His hands gripped your hips tightly as he tried to focus on the sensation of you riding him, the overwhelming pleasure building inside him with each movement.

“You’re pathetic,” you spat, your voice sharp and cutting. “Can’t even fuck me properly, can you? You’re just sitting here, letting me do all the work while you sit there like a dumb little nerd. Is this what you dream about when you’re reading all those filthy novels in the back of the library? Being used like this?”

Wonwoo’s eyes shot open at your words, his face flushing an even deeper shade of red. You knew about that? His secret indulgence, the smutty novels he read when no one was around, the ones that always ended with the man on the bottom, being degraded and used like a — you knew?

“Y-you… how did you know?” he stammered, his voice breathless as he stared up at you in shock.

You smirked, tightening your grip on his shoulders as you leaned down to whisper in his ear again. “I’ve seen you, Wonwoo. I’ve seen you hiding in the back with your face buried in those dirty books. You’re so obvious. Did you think I wouldn’t notice?”

His mind was spinning, the humiliation of being caught mixing with the intense pleasure of your body moving against his. His cock twitched inside you, betraying just how much your words were turning him on.

“You’re such a little pervert,” you continued, your tone mocking as you ground down harder on him, making him whimper. “Reading all those dirty books, getting off to the thought of someone using you like this. Well, now you get to live out your fantasy, isn’t that right?”

Wonwoo could only nod, his head spinning with pleasure and shame. His hands gripped your hips harder as he tried to focus on holding back the orgasm that was quickly building inside him. He didn’t want this to end yet—not when you were using him like this, treating him like he was nothing more than a toy for your pleasure.

“Such a good little slut,” you praised, your voice dripping with mock affection as you continued to ride him. “You love it, don’t you? Being used like this, treated like trash. You’re my good little slut, aren’t you, Wonwoo?”

“Y-yes,” he gasped, his voice barely audible as he struggled to keep his composure. “I’m your slut. Please…”

“Please what?” you asked, a wicked grin spreading across your face as you stared down at him. “What do you want, Wonwoo? Do you want to cum?”

He nodded desperately, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. “Please… please let me cum.”

But you only smirked, leaning down to brush your lips against his ear again. “Not yet,” you whispered, your voice dark and teasing. “You don’t get to cum until I say so.”

A whimper escaped his lips as he bucked his hips up toward you, desperate for more stimulation. His entire body was trembling with the effort of holding back, his cock twitching helplessly inside you.

“Please…” he begged, his voice breaking as he stared up at you with wide, pleading eyes. “I can’t hold it…”

“You’ll hold it,” you commanded, your voice firm as you continued to ride him. “You don’t get to cum yet, Wonwoo. You’re going to wait until I tell you to. Understand?”

He nodded weakly, his entire body tense with the effort of holding back his release. His hands gripped your hips so tightly that his knuckles were turning white, his breath coming in short, desperate gasps.

The fear of being caught still hung in the air, amplifying the intensity of every movement, every word. His heart pounded in his chest as he fought to hold back, his entire body trembling with the effort.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, you leaned down to press a soft kiss against his lips, your voice soft and teasing as you whispered, “Now.”

The moment the word left your lips, Wonwoo’s entire body tensed, his cock twitching violently inside you as he came with a loud, desperate moan. His release was immediate, hot and thick, spilling inside you as his body shook with the force of his orgasm.

You rode him through it, milking every last drop from him as he collapsed back ln the wall, his eyes shut as he tried to catch your dress. You lifted yourself off him, two fingers collecting Wonwoo's cum beneath yourself. "Open," you ordered, and watched Wonwoo follow without questioning, taking your fingers in his mouth and tasting his own cum. You pushed your fingers to the back of his throat, watching where his gag reflex stops you.

"Good boy," you giggle as you get up, using Wonwoo's handkerchief to wipe between your legs, before pulling back on your panties and adjusting down your skirt. "I'll meet you here again tomorrow, nerd."

That pretty waist only exists for me to mark him with my pretty hickeys 😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊