Been Having Wonwoo Brainrot Bad These Last Few Days - Tumblr Posts

[9:47 PM]

thinking about bad boy wonwoo who always comes around no matter how many times you tell him to get lost. who calls you babydoll even though he knows how much you hate it. who is always covered in cuts and bruises, but still manages to look so damn attractive. who you know is bad news despite how unbearably charming he is. who would do anything for you.

it’s not your fault wonwoo looks so hot after he gets into fights. that’s why when he shows up on your doorstep, bloodied and bruised, you can’t leave his injuries unattended despite how annoying he is. so now you’re sitting on the bathroom counter with wonwoo wedged between your legs. his large hands are resting on your bare thighs, and you have to concentrate on cleaning the scrape on his cheek and not on the way his thumbs are gently caressing your skin.

“why do you always get into fights?” you murmur in an attempt to distract yourself from his touch. it doesn’t work.

wonwoo smirks like the large cut on his lips doesn’t hurt. “you worried ‘bout me, babydoll?”

you scowl because that stupid pet name doesn’t sound as grimy to you as it usually does. “yeah, right. i’m just tired of you coming around every time you almost get yourself killed.”

the smirk doesn’t fall from his face. if anything, it gets wider. you’re always trying so hard to resist him, but he knows the restraint you’re displaying is slowly dissipating. he can’t help but gloat at the fact that there’s a worried undertone to your voice. wonwoo purposely leans closer, loving how you start to blink nervously.

you really have no idea what you do to him, and it’s driving him insane.

“i’ll stop fighting, if that’s what you really want.”

his pretty eyes hold so much sincerity that it makes something inside you fill with carnal heat. damn it. he’s so close, and he just looks so fucking hot that you can’t take it anymore. before you realized what you were doing, you smash your lips on to his. wonwoo smirks into the kiss and shoves his tongue inside your mouth.

it’s addicting, the way he suckles and nips at your lower lip. you moan softly, unable to believe you had waited this long to do something with him when you could’ve had him much sooner.

you’re not really sure how you ended up on the couch, but that’s the least of your worries. all you can focus on now is how good you feel.

“that’s it, babydoll.” his voice coos softly.

you can tell he’s exerting a great amount of restraint, trying his hardest to be gentle. it makes the moronic organ in your chest jerk with inexplicable affection. wonwoo is definitely not the gentle type, but in this moment, that doesn’t seem to be true. this entire time he’s been treating you like you were made if delicate glass.

his cock is throbbing inside you, and you know he’s on the verge of breaking. it turns you on to see the resident bad boy — who’s normally so composed and stoic — so close to loosing his cool. you bury your face in his sweaty neck, barely able to stifle the moans of pleasure lodged in your throat.

wonwoo’s hands stay clasped around your waist to guide your hips so you know exactly how to fuck his cock. it makes him smile a bit when you start to move your hips on your own.

“fuck. keep fucking my cock like that, baby.”

you pull away from his neck as you start to gyrate your hips into his. a gush of wetness coats his cock when you see his head thrown black in pleasure. seeing his bliss covered face has your cunt clenching around him, desperate to milk him for every last drop of his cum.

wonwoo sucks on his bottom lip, and in the next moment, his grip on your waist tightens. he starts to thrust up into you until his thick cock is hitting your sweet spot. it makes you cry out, nails digging into his bare shoulders as the feeling of his dick dragging against your walls has you seeing stars.

you start to bite and lick at the tender flesh of his neck as he plunges into you. the lewd sound of his heavy balls smacking against you ass fills the silence. you’re unable to form a coherent sentence, the girth of his cock stretching out your tight pussy has you mewling and whining stupidly.

he fucks into you a few more times until your pussy tightens around him, gushing around him until his dick is covered in your juices.

“fuck, babydoll.” wonwoo groans as his hips stutter. “you’re creaming all over my cock.”

he doesn’t stop fucking you even as he presses gentle kisses on your lips and neck. you’re beginning to feel overstimulated, but it only fuels your arousal. in a moment spurred by his tenderness, you start to bounce on his cock. your gasps turn into loud moans, feeling blinding pleasure as his fat tip slams against the most sensitive spot inside you.

“wonwoo.” you mewl when his large hands start to wander up and down your body. “i need more!”

he hums against your neck and moves one of his hands down to rub gentle circles against your puffy clit. your moan comes out broken when he starts to thrust deeply into your wet cunt. wonwoo smirks when your moans turn into nonsensical babbling.

it makes him thrust deeply into you, loving the squelching sounds coming from your cunt. “ah!”

your moans are stifled when wonwoo smashes his lips against yours. it’s urgent but still full of care. embarrassing as it is, it’s what makes you cream around his aching cock. he groans at the feeling of your tight cunt clenching down on him.

it’s not long before you feel his hot, thick cum shoot inside you and paint your walls white. you’re left panting against his neck, hating how you can’t seem to separate from him. but you just love the feeling of his cum slowly dribbling out of you too much to let go of him.