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𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫: 𝐑𝐢𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

★ ot7 x fem!reader

★ The Riize members who would respond the best at being called 'Daddy' (Shotaro, Eunseok, Sungchan, Wonbin)

★ warnings: nsfw, +18, dom/sub dynamics, Daddy Kink, Praise Kink, Phone sex

─── ⋆⋅ Shotaro

Your voice is stern and remarkably unimpressed when you call your boyfriend's name from the kitchen. Only a couple seconds later, and Shotaro is lazily strolling in... large hands buried in his pockets with that distinct smile stretching the corners of his full lips. His eyes swell with mischief as he leans against the fragile counter.

"Yes, my love?" He sings in a tone of voice that Shotaro weaponizes against you time and time again. When his voice was as airy as it is right now, drenched in literal honey, it proved significantly difficult not to give into his advances.

Right now, however, you're perfectly unaffected by his smile. Instead, you cross your arms over your chest, giving him a death glare as you lean against the counter adjacent to him.

Shotaro's smile is immovable.

"God, you're so sexy when you're frustrated." He pushes himself over the counter, slyly prowling his way to you. "Makes me wanna-"

You push lightly at his chest. Turning instead, to just your head at the pickle jar sitting idly on the counter beside you both. "Open it."

Your voice is stern and monotonous with all traces of jest gone. "I don't have time for your nonsense, Shotaro."

"Ooh!" He exclaims, "My government name? You must really be mad," he snickers before bending down to splay slow wet kisses along your cheek.

"Shotaro." You push at him again, but his hands immediately fly to your hips.

"I'll open it," he whispers, voice heavy, "Just ask nicely," therein lay the proverbial catch. Shotaro could never just be nice for the sake of it. There was always a catch.

"Just..." he places his index finger under your chin, dragging your face up until your eyes were piercing into his. "Just ask me nicely."

Your breathing grows increasingly labored because your boyfriend is unfortunately incredibly attractive and incredibly persuasive. You watch the longing in his eyes grow with immense skepticism.

"I'll just ask Sungchan-"

He cackles loudly, "Do that and you won't get to cum for a month." He's smiling with his head tilted but one thing you learned was that Shotaro rarely ever made idle threats.

"Now c'mon," he says, bending down to you, "Just ask."

You're slipping unceremoniously into your subspace because he's cradling your face now. His shoulders are hunched over you protectively and you close your eyes as you force those words out.

"Please open the jar for me-" You begin, but his grip on your face is unrelenting as he sings, "Aaaahh-"

"Please open the jar for me," Your shoulders slump and exhale in defeat, "Daddy."

"See! How easy that was?" He praises you with a big peck on lips before swerving to pick up the jar of pickles. The big dopey grin he sports makes your embarrassment worthwhile, and Shotaro watches as you munch on your pickles.

"I like it when you ask for my help!"

─── ⋆⋅ Eunseok

It happens during dinner, more specifically, a group dinner to which you were so graciously invited along with the other partners of the other members. Excitement flowed like an electrical current in the air and everyone seemed pleasantly tipsy, whether by alcohol or just the overly infectious and good vibe. Naturally, your inhibitions are on an all time low, as you lazily leaned into your boyfriend while a flurry of waiters brought forth the second course.

Eunseok had been comfortable extending his voice over the chatter in the room while still allowing you to keep a steady grip around his bicep. His hand lazily sitting atop your lap, rubbing dizzying circles on your exposed thigh.

You're not sure how long this had been going on, Eunseok's fingers gradually hiking your pleated skirt up higher and higher while he remained chatting with his friends.

You couldn't contain yourself once his hand finally slipped inside, up under your skirt...

Instead of stopping him, instead of pushing him away by the hardened contours of his bicep, you let it happen. Releasing a small, little exhale as you opened your legs ever so slightly.

Despite still in animated conversation with Shotaro, you could hear the smirk peppered in his voice as his fingers eased their way against your cunt.

The mewl that escaped your throat was downright ungodly, but it succeeded in lightly coaxing Eunseok away from his previous conversation.

His eyes are heavy with seamless intoxication as he looks down at you with a breathless, close lipped smile. It's as if him previously ignoring you, had been It's own thing, along with rubbing your soaking cunt under the table.

Eunseok's eyes are glimmering when he bends down to whisper,

"You good?"

You most certainly did not have the current brain capacity to tell him you were absolutely not good because you've taken to opening your legs even wider. You shift uneasily, trying to create as much friction while still appearing inconspicuous, and Eunseok's eyes only grow heavier.

He fucking adores seeing you needy. He loved pushing you past the bounds of your own sensibilities. When your relationship began, it had been a case of 'if'. Whether it was actually possible to have his overly smart, overly independent girlfriend, cock drunk to the point incoherence. Once Eunseok learned that you were a fan of forfeiting the power in the bedroom, his goalposts had shifted to 'how quickly' he could get you to become a messy, needy little slut.

Evidently, this evening, it did not take much at all and he thanked the alcohol.

Panicking, you chose instead to focus on what was in front of you. A plate of glazed skewers that remained untouched, "Um..." you begin awkwardly while viciously apptempting to stave off just how needy you were, "I didn't order that-fuck," Your sentence wavers into a haorse crack as Eunseok's finger swipes over your puffy, clothed clit. In your periphery, his giant frame bends over your like an umbrella, focusing on your each and every movements.

"I didn't ask for..." You're absolutely fargone at this point, stopping and starting sentences while your brain fought the pleasure, "I didn't ask for the glazed squid skewers."

"You were in the bathroom," he immediately adds, and a jumpstart in conversation from the rest of the room would have completely made his next words go unnoticed. However, because you were hanging over everything falling out of his lips, you most definitely heard it. "I ordered for you."

Eunseok's fingers finally push past the barriers of your drenched panties, making direct contact with your weeping cunt.

"Is that going to be a problem?"

"Fuck- no, Daddy."

You immediate slapped a hand over your mouth, letting yourself whimper into the palm of your hand as your heart raged in its cage.

His face is expressionless.

"What the fuck did you just say to me?" There was a dangerous, heavy lilt in his voice that made you assume you wholly and completely fucked up. For all of 2 seconds you mourn your own dignity. That was made even worse when Eunseok pulls his fingers out of your cunt, and up from under your skirt as he patted the material over your legs.

"We're leaving." He said to the rest of the group, "She has a work thing,"

He pulls you up by your forearm, leading you to pass his members and their unsatisfactory rumblings.

Before you even mame it outside, he pulls you towards him, letting his warm breathe ghost over your ear as he hissed, "I need you to call me that shit again," he breathes out. "This time, with my dick inside you."

─── ⋆⋅ Sungchan

His brows are glimmering with evidence of pregnant beads of sweat, but still, his mouth is unrelenting. Sungchan eats you out with absolute zeal every single time without fail. Some nights, your sex would consist purely of Sungchan pulling your legs over the side of his bed, while his tall frame descended on your weeping cunt as if it were his second dinner. He was brash and incredibly passionate, as he locked his giant arms around your arms when he caught sight of you trying to escape.

For the most part, however, Sungchan's eyes are heavy-lidded with lust as he French kisses your pussy like he his life depended on it.

"Fuck, Channie-"

A sharp pinch on your thigh releases a very curt, very loud yelp from your throat, and you glare down at him. Sungchan's eyes are deadly as he pulls his head back ever so slightly. His lower face is glistening with your juices, but he refuses to wipe anything away.

"Am I not eating you out good enough?" He asks, head tilting as if he were genuinely perplexed. "Why would you call me Sungchan," he sneers at the very thought.

"Ew." He adds, before lowering his face back down to your center.

"The sooner you take what I'm giving you, the sooner we'll both get to cum," he did not clarify further as he reattached his eager lips to your cunt. Sungchan was not lying about the fact that he too was quickly approaching orgasm. He's pushing his cock into the side of bed, where he kneeled. Ab muscles tightening as he splays sloppy kisses on your cunt. His tongue, delving past your folds, as far into your hole as it could go.

"J-Just like that, Daddy," Your fingers curl into Sungchan's hair and he perks up like an overstimulated puppy. His eyes crinkle at the sides as he moans straight into your pussy.

Sungchan's hips thrust against the bed, almost at the exact same pace his tongue was fucking up into you. All you saw were stars, and your vision blurred as you pulled his face even closer against your pussy.

Although he enjoyed everything you gave him, Sungchan would admit in a heartbeat that this was his favorite part. This is why he loved eating you out. He loved the depravity of it. He loved watching you loose every shred of sinisibility, belonging to him and him alone.

"That's it, baby," he'd whisper, "Doing so fucking good for Daddy..."

─── ⋆⋅ Wonbin

Your heart is swollen in its cage when you realize he's most definitely tired. Instead of resting his undoubtedly tired muscles, letting sleep take him away into the night garden, he is up, talking to you.

"-That was probably my favourite part. Although I do think I could've probably done better in the second verse..."

Tedium is thick in Wonbin's voice. Almost as thick as the gruff tenor that flows from his mouth, through the receiver held to your ear.

"Didn't I say you're not allowed to do that," You scold lightly.

He sighs heavily through the phone, and you can almost imagine his dark eyes rolling, "I shouldn't focus on anything out of my control, I know that."

You nod. "What's done is done, and I think you killed it thank you very much,"

You may never really know of the cataclysmic effect your praise has on your boyfriend. Even when you were a billion kilometers apart, being connected by a single phone call, Wonbin still feels his body heat up as if you were right there, in bed beside him. He can practically feel the bed dip in the phantom presence of your curves shifting up against him. If he closed his eyes and listened to your praise bleed from the receiver, he could imagine you were right underneath him, taking everything he had to give.

"Binnie?" You suddenly ask, and Wonbin snaps his eyes open, gazing up at the ceiling. Although he is alarmed to find that his hand had drifted underneath the waistband of his Nike sweatpants, Wonbin's voice is stable. Giving nothing away as he breathes out,

"I'm here. I'm just..." His words do not trail off indefinitely because Wonbin does not gave the capacity to sound unsure about anything. In fact, he sounds very much in control.

"I need you to tell me where you are right now..." that causes you to sit up straighter against the headboard, a rush of excitement spanning through the undercurrent of blood in your veins.

"I'm at home," you whisper back, not quite sure why you were whispering but feeling the need to nonetheless.

"Hmmm," the sound reached your ears with the satisfaction of a very big purring cat, "Can you touch yourself for me?"

You obey without a second thought. Wonbin had never been easy to overstep. His overall aura practically coaxed you into obeying his every word and so it is of no surprise to you, that your hands are already firmly down your shorts, legs parted as you grinded against your palm.

Your labored breathing is enough to push Wonbin even further down his spiral of lust and he groans as he says, "Fuck yourself with your fingers, baby," how you adored hearing his pet names, especially when your mind was utterly buzzing with desire. "Imagine I'm there with you right now-"

"Oh, fuck," easing your fingers inside of yourself had been far too was given just how slippery your pussy was. Wondbin begins to stroke his cock faster as the lewd sounds of you fucking yourself with your own fingers, travel through the receiver.

You're a moaning and whimpering mess while Wonbin's only noise of enjoyment is his heavy, labored breathing. His mouth is open and his eyes closed shut.

"Fuck, you feel so good, baby," He says, kneedeep into his own fantasy, "Taking me so fucking well." He strokes himself faster. "Are you close, baby?"

"F-fuck yes, Daddy." The first real and raw sound of lust slips passed Wonbin's mouth.

"Fuck, you're gonna make me cum." He whispers with his mind still reeling. "Say it again... Tell daddy just how close you are to making a mess on your fingers..." He urged, now on the doorstep of his orgasm, "Fucking say it again, baby... Please?"

݁ 𝟷𝟷 : 𝟷𝟷 - "Have my baby," ft. Hyung Line

Ot7 x fem!reader

Summary: Riize asking you for a baby

Cw: nsfw, +18, established relationship, crack fic, breeding kink

Maknae Line Vers

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─── ⋆⋅Shotaro

─── ⋆⋅Eunseok

─── ⋆⋅Sungchan

Eunseok's Restraint

Bodyguard!Eunseok x Fem!Reader

Summary: Seducing the man hired to protect and serve

Warnings: Language, Violence, Organized Crime, Smut +18 (Minors DNI)

A/N: Do not read this it's not good. I just needed him out of my head

A door slamming shut in the distant driveway underneath your window rouses you from a disturbing dream. A dream you're all too happy waking up from. This had been odd because you had never stayed up past the tenth hour and as a result, have never had a sleepover with any of your past adolescent friends.

You fell asleep when your father conducted his shady goings on like a good little girl because that is what was expected of you. And if there was but one thing that you knew, it is how to be good.

As of recently, however, your usual, robotic if not, blind obedience was thawing slowly and it only takes one single solitary evening for that clean pure streak to become poisoned with an inky blackness.

But something in you was screaming with molten excitement because he was back…

"Just one peek," You're not entirely sure who you're trying to reassure. You certainly had no friends and you couldn't have been talking to any of your stuffed animals, you had put them to bed long ago.

You ought to be in bed yourself- but your mindless feet drag you out of bed. You're aware enough to slot them into the pink, fuzzy slippers but that is where your sensibility stops. You trot across the carpet, as silent as a lamb, stepping into the sliver of moonlight shining in through the window.

The window.

It was an ancient, ghastly thing, much like the rest of your home. Your room was the only architectural exception with its pastel interiors and soft finishes. The rest of the ostentatious manor belonged solely to your father. Ivy clung to the building like a sickness, crawling up the foundations of your window. It is against those windows where you now sit perched like a bird, watching the beasts that prowled down below. You watch with bated breath as those neatly arranged cars snake down the gravel pathway, circling around the fountain and stopping at the myriad steps. You're not too hidden and perhaps you should be, but every sliver of rationality left, disappears as soon as he uncovers himself from within the jet black luxury car.

It all happens in slow motion, really. Your breathing stammers with unfamiliar lust, steaming up the pane as you watch Eunseok, one of your father's fiercely loyal workers, readjust the lapels of his dark blue suit. He looks impeccably dressed, actually, along with that stone cold visage that only adds to his ‘brooding, emotionless bodyguard, exterior. He's so finely dressed, in fact, that you suspect it had been terrifyingly easy to blend in with the normal working class in his outfit. Absolutely nothing about his countenance alluded to all the blood he'd voluntarily spilled for your father and that's the problem.

At least Sungchan beside him had the decency of appearing like the common criminal he was. Something in his pitch-black suit and that garish display of jewellery pieces just screams 'illegal activity.’

Not Eunseok though.

As if feeling somehow that he was being watched, Eunseok’s eyes flit to the highest level of the piss-rich manor as if compelled by some other worldly force. You suppose this is why your dad had hired him. His senses had to have been immaculate to catch you watching him from up high.

His eyes however, do not react as he watches you watching him from up there, your night gown clinging to your shoulder by a single silk thread and sheer fucking will. A low whistle rips through Sungchan’s mouth and just like that, the spell is broken.

"Quit it," Eunseok says, breaking eye contact to stare straight ahead at the manor instead. "Quit thinking about fucking his daughter."

Eunseok could feel Sungchan's eye roll as he whined "Since when did you become so fucking boring?"

"Since our entire lives depended on completing a job without our dicks getting in the way." Eunseok locks the car door with the tinted windows before continuing towards the manor, Sungchan walks in stride.

It is only when the men disappear inside the building when you realise you were straining your neck immeasurably, just to catch one fleeting glance.

You're never usually so easily coaxed out of the confines of your quarters but this is an exception. The corridor is dark and deserted when you creep out, your fuzzy slippers muted along the floor. The end of the corridor opens to a mezzanine flooded with a rectangle of golden artificial light and you quicken your steps. Your stomach already set alight with the inevitability of seeing him again. And him seeing you.

"I hope he didn't give you too much trouble," the voices in the downstairs living room travel towards you while you're still clinging to the darkness of the corridor like the ivy outside. You’re smart enough to cling to the mahogany bars of the mezzanine, overlooking the scene below like a hopeless voyeur.

Even now you could tell you'd probably get eaten alive if you were to get caught. Such talk of unsavoury business is no place for any dignified lady. All machismo and grit rising from the stems of celebratory whiskey glasses. You creep closer.

"No trouble at all," Eunseok speaks up but Sungchan is quick to interrupt, "-Although there was just a disgustingly wayward spray of blood that I rather not have had to deal with. I've got blood on my cufflinks and It's just not-"

"He's joking, Sir... of course" Eunseok adds with a quickness, causing you to slap a hand over your mouth to stop you from laughing involuntarily. It is that one movement that illuminates your frame right in Eunseok's line of vision. He watches you from above your father's head as you skulk, quite effectively in the shadows. His eye sparkles in the knowledge that he had made you laugh and your presence alone, albeit unseen, charges the room with something new.

Your father remains quiet for one suspicious moment before murmuring a low yet audible, "Of course," before veering off on his very own tangent.

From atop the mezzanine, you could see every part of the man in your father had hired to protect you. And he was damn good at his job if he was able to spot you so embarrassingly quickly.

None of the other men in the room had any inclination of your presence and that only fuelled your hunger and your confidence. A dangerous combination for a woman indeed. Your hand is already dipping between your legs the second conversation resumes. The shadows are a thin and inconsolable veil but a veil nonetheless. No one that wasn't looking for you would ever see you. Sungchan was engaged in a mind-numbing conversation with your father and as luck would have it, Eunseok seemed to have been the only soul keeping an eye out. So you decide to put on a show.

His breath quite literally hitches in the back of his throat when you lift the hem of your nightgown, up. Ever so slowly lending a patch of skin to the chandelier's warm glow. He watches your hands disappear under your pink cotton shorts with wretched anticipation. His swallows thickly, attempting to nod along to what your father was saying especially because a part of him knew the risk that came with entertaining your disobedience.

The threat of getting shot in the head for ogling his boss's kid, whom he swore to protect, doesn't seem all that daunting as Eunseok let's his gaze drift once again to the balcony above.

Eunseok only catches what the light allows and that's significantly less than what he wants, what he deserves. Your cotton panties are a fleeting, quick sight and he fights the groan off honourably, that wishes to slither through.

"I hope his exit was not too cruel, the old dog." Eunseok does not initially register your father's words, his eyes are piercing into your visage, watching every flit of emotion as you rub yourself through the fabric of your panties. He's bursting with the need to help you, to pull you against him and show you how it should be done. He needs you so bad.

"He did not suffer in his final moments?” Your father asks, stealing Eunseok's gaze from you once again. “I'm sure his wife will be glad to hear this."

Eunseok veers his eye from off of your frame, blinking as if reminding himself of the other people present. "We used the silencer.” Eunseok replies robotically.

Sungchan laughs knowingly from beside him. "-like a virgin in church-OOMPH!" Sungchan could not save his ribs from Eunseok's elbow in time.

As quick as the lighting, your back is once again plastered to the corridor away from the light and any prying eyes. You didn't need to use your eyes to know Eunseok had socked Sungchan in the ribs and you nearly laughed once again. "Jesus Christ, it was only a little metaphor!" Sungchan grumbles.

Your father is quick to excuse their antics for the blatant waste of his precious time that it was. He waves a hand dismissively as he says, "Your work is highly revered and will not go unrewarded, gentlemen. For now, you may retire to the west wing for the evening. We are expecting a storm, driving through the countryside is far more treacherous under these conditions." Your heart accelerates with your father's announcement and you feebly peek from around the concrete corner. Eunseok is already looking at you, and what you find in his eyes strips you of your confidence. His eyes are locked within a promise, drowning in the surety that something, beyond the tempest, was definitely a foot. "We appreciate the hospitality sir," Tan mutters under his breath as he watches you sink into the shadows once more.

When you make it back into your room, you leave the door ajar.

If, by some miracle invoked by an ancient power, you had gotten Sungchan to divulge even the tiniest of details about his partner, he'd tell you that, quiet as he may appear, Eunseok was a fucking whore and that it is of paramount importance that you not pursue him in the slightest. Still, it sets your heart aflame when your bedroom door creaks wider only an hour later and your arms grip the stuffy impossibly tighter.

You're tucked away in bed when you hear a voice speak up behind you, "You should be asleep," His words seem to pierce and excite you. A torrid combination as you peer aimlessly ahead. Your mattress feels weightless beneath you, and every particle in the air only seems to be so completely electrified.

It was interesting that he had maintained such a respectable distance. Everything you knew about the man your father had hired was limited but one thing that remained undeniable was Eunseok's restraint. He was restraining himself quite well.

You sit up to face him, your head haloed by your pillows and stuffed animals like a princess. Eunseok's cock all but twitches at the sight of you. Eunseok hates to admit that he had been nursing a boner ever since your little show on the mezzanine and it made his blood boil. He hated to feel 13 again, with no restraint on his hormonal adolescent hormones.

Even now, under the darkness of your room, shrouded in nothing but moonlight, Eunseok sees everything.

Your nightgown has shifted over the course of your tossing and turning and a nipple peeks out from the gown. His voice is gruff as he whispers, "Spread your legs for me. Spread them like you did before." His cock rages against his pyjama bottoms, begging to see the action he had commanded of you.

"All I could do is scream,” you say instead, always preferring to piss him off even in your most fire moments, “and my father would have a bullet through your skull the very second anyone laid their eyes on you,"

"I'm well aware of that, yes," His voice is laced with monotony and he looks completely inviting as he slams his head back against the wall adjacent to your bed. His lips quirks up ever so slightly as his hand lazily rubs over his hard and aching bulge. "Do you know what else I'm aware of, Dove?"

"What?"

"If you truly wanted me dead, I'd be a heap of blood on guts on this pretty little floor already.” He whispers once again, “Pull the sheets down and open your fucking legs."

His command triggers the obedience lodged in the confines of your brain like a switch. You shift and glide over the soft covers as you watch him across from you. Despite the warmth in your cheeks, you humph and open your legs tentatively for him, the cold air crawling up your heated thighs.

"Good,” he says, “Very good," delirium was fueling his every breath and it only causes the throbbing in between your legs to intensify. You whimper unintentionally but the sound causes his eye to snap up to you.

"Do you need instructions, Dove?”

The most you can manage is a broken, pathetic whimper once more as your hand slides over the swell of your breast to tweak your exposed nipple. A rush slams through your body causing you to clamp your legs shut, much to Eunseok's chagrin. He's so desperate to watch you fuck yourself, so undeniably desperate to just fucking cum and you're still making it completely difficult.

Eunseok's cold eyes snap away from your breast up to your face and you freeze in the snow storm of his glare, “You're not stupid, are you? Listening shouldn't be this fucking difficult-" Eunseok is quick to restrain his frustrations once more, when he notices the slight tension in your shoulders and your wide sad eyes in the wake of his degradation.

"I'm…” Eunseok sighs loudly “Sorry," he says so painfully, monotonously it almost makes you smile. Abandoning his post against the wall, Eunseok trudges to the foot of the bed. A war wages within his emotions and you see it in his face, but the right side (or wrong side) wins as he lowers himself at your feet.

A rough calloused hand finds your soft, supple skin, electing a trail of goosebumps in its wake. It's almost magnetic, the way his large hand travels up and down your leg. "I just need you to do something for me. Can you manage that, Dove?" You nod meekly, and the sight of it only makes Eunseok's cock ache even more.

He hadn't thought it possible to want something this bad, to want to feel anyone this bad. Whenever his need arose, he fucked whomever he wanted to at that very moment, but you had introduced a new set of rules. It seemed sacrilegious to pounce on you like he had done with so many other girls. You seemed so incredibly fragile. So breakable.

"Open these legs for me,” he wiggles your toe causing you to let out a quiet giggle, “Just a little? It'd make me so, so fucking happy. " He presses a soft kiss to your steepled knee and the brush of his soft lips on your skin causes a small moan out of you. The bed dips and the covers shift as you move your feet to accommodate your opening legs. "So good, you're doing so good for me, Sweetheart,"

He shifts in unprecedented anticipation and soon, both his hands find your knees to help coax you open. He breathes in deeply at the sight of your drenched cotton panties. "I'm going to help you just a little. Is that alright?"

"I'd really like that." Your voice is high pitched and small, drenched with the thickness of being caught in the height of subspace and all Eunseok can do is marvel at it all.

"Of course, baby," He delivers soft, ticklish kisses along your thigh as his hands hook into the sides of your underwear and he drags them slowly down, against his animalistic and torrid will. "You're so fucking gorgeous." He melts against your legs and his reaction elicits a wave of butterflies.

"You're so fucking perfect, 'know that?" He asks, still spraying kisses over your leg as he discards your panties into the pockets of his pyjama pants. "But you need to do something else for me alright? I need you to-" Eunseok inhales sharply instead of finishing his sentence.

Your hands had operated with a mind of their own, one hand parting your swollen lips while the other rubs lightly over along your clit. Your head is thrown back at the overwhelming rush of ecstasy that flows through your body and you're only spurred by his heated gaze.

"You're not such an innocent little girl, are you?" His thick vibrato sets your skin alight with need and you moan rather loudly into the night air. "Say it," Eunseok taunts. "Say 'yes daddy, I've always been a little slut for you,'” he was testing you.

Your legs cramp with grating tension and your other hand finds your nipple once more. Your gaze is firmly locked on Eunseok who watches you while seated at the foot of your bed with absolute focus.

"Say it!" He barks and the words slowly mesh out of you like a spewing waterfall.

"I've always been…” you squeeze your eyes shut, letting an unprecedented wave of shame intermix with your arousal, “I've always been a slut."

“For who?” Eunseok's voice is sharp.

“For you.” Your voice is quivering.

“For me who?”

“You, Daddy-”

Eunseok’s restraint drains so completely he wonders of it had even really been there as he grips your ankle and violently pulls you underneath him.

"My good little slut,” he whispers as he makes quick work to replace your flimsy hand on your breast with his strong one. Your backarches as Eunseok hovers above you, as if unconsciously giving your entire body to him. “My little fucking whore. Does that feel good baby?”

All you're able to do is nod with your eyes squeezed shut as Eunseok's hands, which are much more experienced and much more reassuring, tweak your nipples in a way that actually has you gasping into the air.

Through the haze of your delirium, you stop his movements. You guide his hand downwards, to wear he’s needed most.

Once Eunseok's cold calloused fingers make contact with your weeping cunt you immediately detach your hand from his, urging him to make magic out of you.

Your hands could never accomplish what he can and you're immediately shot into hyperspace once Eunseok gets the message and begins to rub your cunt at snail's pace.

,”You're so good you know that?” He flies his gaze from his hand in between your legs to your blissed out face and he plants a kiss to the side of your head as if trying to distract you from his fingers sliding into your cunt.

“Fuck, you know you're making Daddy need you, right? He needs you really badly,” His praise is god and it's all that guides you to your inevitable orgasm. Eunseok's lips against your ear while his index and middle finger fuck you open has you fighting the urge to scream into the night air.

“Your fingers couldn't make you feel good like Daddy's can-” it wasn't a question, you don't think. Thinking proves to be exceedingly difficult as you lift your hips to meet his thrusts while his thumb plays with your clit. All this control from one hand is so fucking impressive to you. Watching him strum you like an instrument as if he were in charge of your entire body has you nearing your edge quicker and quicker.

Eunseok begins to rub furiously at your pussy and you fight to keep your eyes on him. In his billowy shirt and sporting an impressive bulge-his eyes wide and showering you with all the attention, it proves to be far too much."C-Can I-"

"Cum for me, Dove. Cum all over my fingers, baby." And your orgasm is quite literally ripped out of the skies. Your legs quake and your voice quivers as you are flung over the edge. His reassuring murmurs and soft affirmations guide you through it all.You slump against your pillows, basking in the afterglow as you watch the millions of thoughts swim through Eunseok's head.

Dreams Do Come True

rated: 18+ MDNI

★ fem!reader x wonbin

the usual friday movie night ends unexpectedly in another direction for you and wonbin...

COMING SOON

Dreams Do Come True

Rated: 18+ mdni

★ Author's note: i'm sorry for making y'all wait so long forgive me please❤️ this is my first writing piece since a very long time so bear with me... I'm not really satisfied with this it's why I kept delaying releasing it

english is also not my first language! so if you anything grammatically wrong don't hesitate to correct me🧡

★ wonbin x fem!reader

genre: smut

word count: 1.7k

summary: movie night goes in an unexpected direction for you and Wonbin

warnings: swearing, lots of kissing, fingering, cum play, cum eating, penetration...

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This is not how you imagined the usual movie night would end…left alone with wonbin you squirmed uncomfortably on your seat. Wonbin who sat the end of couch gave you a quick look which you didn't even notice. He let the sound of the TV make the only noise in the room before speaking out. He noticed you were slightly shivering worrying if you were feeling cold.

"I could turn the heat up if you want."

"No I'm alright."You replied before turning your attention back to the film playing in front of you.

From your peripheral vision you could glimpse wonbin moving closer and soon you felt a warmth around you as he wrapped his arms around you. "A pretty girl like you shouldn't feel cold."

You were sure he could hear your heartbeat if not it was your unsteady breathing. You weren't really close to him nevertheless this close. It's something you were longing for the longest time. This closeness. Only one person knew you had this admiration for wonbin and it was anton, who promised never to tell. Somehow wonbin knew.

How could he not though?

Everytime he was in the room you turned all flustered, your cheeks would heat up and you didn't dare to look in his direction. He found you endearing and wanted to approach you, become close with you and spoil you. He kept his distance though. Today he's got you all alone. He might be tempted to try.

He cooed as you murmured a small thanks and let your head fall on his chest. Breathing in your lavender shampoo he tried hard to restrain himself.

"Hey ___?" His gentle voice he used with you made you look up to him. He was so close to you, his lips just above yours. You felt your insides turn. He was just so beautiful…and so he thought about you.

"When was the last time you kissed someone?" The question let your cheeks heat up not expecting that. Your last kiss was a long time ago, it was anton too. It was just a silly little kiss between you two a few years ago. You were young and in middle school.

"Would you mind if we kissed right now?"Your heart stilled, mind not being able to function as you repeated his question in your head more times than needed. When would you ever get the chance for this to happen again?

"We don't have to, I just really wanna kiss you,"He could've put his lips on you as soon as you looked up but he asked you. With your heartbeat beating into your ears you answered back giving him permission to put his lips on you.

Like predicted his lips were pillow soft and so gentle with you. He held your face in his hand bringing more force into the kiss. His tongue run a line on your lower lip before biting into it and pulling away leaving you stunned.

"So soft", wonbins finger traced your lips with his thumb. He went through in his head what the next scenario would be - should he go further?

"princess do you wanna sit on my lap, make yourself more comfortable",his eyes scanned your face for any discomfort not finding any.

He held your smaller hands in his helping you climb on him. From there he resumed your kiss this time it was a little more demanding, spit dripping down your chin as you tried to keep with him before giving up as his warm tongue entered your cavity of your mouth. Your tongues tangled up then went back to exploring. Wonbin shifted in his place trying to control the growing boner in his pants.

"Are you okay?" You asked into the kiss.

"Yeah I'm alright,"He replied dropping his head to your neck. He started with small pecks there before his tongue came into play sucking in a particular spot. That's when you felt a sensation down there. You could feel rubbing yourself on your own wetness. But you weren't the only one feeling some type of way. The throbbing feeling of wonbins cock underneath you was not subtle at all.

"Princess, should we take this to my room?" You were sure if you opened your mouth not a single coherent sentence would come out so you gave him a nod. Your mind was hazy, your attention split on different things to how your bodies were pressed against one another to his lips finding his way back to your neck as he carried you to his shared room with one of his friends. Luckily they all decided to leave, leaving you two alone in the dorms.

A messy kiss was shared as wonbin let you on your own two feet leading you further into his room till you fell onto his soft mattress. His body hovered over you trying not to crush you and there you felt it. His growing hard cock pressing right into your cunt. Wonbin let a groan out when he felt your hand wander between your bodies grabbing right at his erection. He swore if he didn't let his dick out in any minute it would burst.

"getting braver are we?"he muttered under his breath.

"I need you to," you panted, "take these off.”

With no hesitation wonbin worked on getting his pants off ordering you to do the same. In no time you felt one another's skin, warmth spreading throughout the room feeling closer than ever. Breathing intensifies as you feel him pressing right on you, no clothes standing in the way. Wonbin grabbed his cock before taking your hand, leading it right at it and wrapping it around it.

"That's right just move your hand like that."He let go of guiding you seeing you didn't need any further help. his mind was spinning, cock hard as a rock with your hand attached to it. He was visibly throbbing in your hand, drops of precum dropping on your belly. You followed along the lines of the veins pulsing on the side of his cock. More droplets of precum found their way on your stomach as you played with his angryily red tip. A weak spot. Wonbin let his lips wander, finding its way to your earlobe. His teeth held onto your skin before letting it go, finishing it over with a lick of his warm tongue. Oh how he wished he had it in other places.

"I need to prep you princess, is that okay?" wonbin muttered against your lips. You hummed giving him the green light to let his fingers trail down. One swipe was enough to have his fingers soaked in your juices.

He wanted to have you badly on his tongue, drenching him, having you scream his name at the top of your lungs till you succumbed to your orgasm. But he saved that up for another time.

He hopes another time like this would come knowing it would be almost impossible with everyone else being around here 24/7. It's like you eight were attached to the hip. For once in his life he found that frustrating.

"Argh…wonbin please," you groaned. His index finger slowly entered your soppy cunt. Wonbin hissed at your walls hugging his finger perfectly tightly. You pulled him with quickness into a deep sensual kiss tangling your tongue together as you tried to contain yourselves from moaning into each other's mouth - unsuccessfully. You are both a mess.

Filthy wet noises from his fingers thrusting in and out of you filled the room.

"Need to be inside of you"He moaned. Abruptly you were turned on your stomach having him pressed against your back. His tip prodded on your entrance making you curse under breath.

Until you remembered…

"Condom!"

Wonbin pulled away from you hearing that. You reached your arm to the bedside table getting a pack and passed it to him behind. Relaxed, you laid back to your previous position feeling a tap on your butt. You mentally prepared yourself to have him inside of you. Wonbin was gifted in width & length and he seemed to know how to put it to use. It's what got him partners from his previous relationships keep coming back to him. They swore they wouldn't get it any better from anyone else which boosted wonbins ego a little bit.

"Why are you so tight doll…oh fuck."

You bit into the pillow under you as he adjusted his length. Wonbins hand grabs onto your tit squeezing the flesh in his hand before pulling his cock out of you to ram back into you. This time you couldn't help but let out a scream. Wonbin couldn't be helped either, he was a hot mess driving any sounds out of himself. He groaned into your ear as his balls hit your clit each time he railed into you with no halt.

The squeaky sound of the bed mixed with the wet clapping sounds of your bodies halled in the apartment.

"My sweet baby girl you're so good to me," he moaned. "Are you going to let me cum on your tummy hm?"

The thought of his seed splattered on your belly had you going crazy. You hummed in response. It was nearing the end, feeling yourself combust any minute with wonbins dick pulsing inside. He too couldn't keep it any longer and soon you felt him throb even more. He pulled the condom off, turned you on your back finishing off on your stomach. You cleaned his cum stained fingers clean before he shoved his tongue down your throat as he messed with the cum on your belly smearing it anywhere on your body. When you pulled off the kiss only a string of saliva connected you two.

…

After all the work up you needed to relax which Wonbin sensed. So he run you a bath, massaged your tense shoulders and lastly gave you a head message. With changed bed sheets you both drifted off pretty quickly.

thoughts on eunseok daily boyfriend texts? 🥰🥰

જ⁀➴ daily boyfriend texts 𐙚 eunseok

cw. fluff !! nsfw content below.

who in riize most likely to spank you?😁

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eunseok, sungchan, seunghan and anton

eunseok loves punishing you and spanking is one of his favourite ways to do it. he loves bending you over his lap and spanking you, gripping at your skin and making you whine each time he strikes it. kind of man who’d make you count each spank, taunting you when you say the wrong number or forget to say anything at all. would laugh at you when you cry out about it being too much and tells you that you can make it up to him by riding him.

sungchan is obsessed with the sound of his hand hitting your ass. he’ll do it anyway, during sex, when you’re walking past him, he’ll even do it in public around other people just to watch you squirm and jump at the feeling. thinks you’re so cute when you’re flustered because of it. he just loves your ass and he’s not ashamed of letting you know that. he loves spanking you when you’re riding him, having your ass on display for him so he can watch himself disappearing inside of you and slap your ass when you take all of him.

seunghan is an ass man through and through and that shows so much when it comes to spanking. he loves having you bent over his lap, naked and ready for him. liked taking his time, running his fingers over your skin, striking down against it and hearing you cry out at the sting. loves running his fingers through your slick cunt after so he can laugh at how soaked you got because of it.

anton comes at more for a surprise. but he loves spanking you when he’s fucking you front behind. your ass just looks so perfect, he can’t help himself from brining his hand down to strike against it. he loves the way you whimper and clench a little tighter around him because of it, always spurs him on to do it more.

This made me cry for no reason at all 😭😭

keyring | s. es

ex!bf eunseok x reader | 4k words

i had a little too much fun writing this.

contains: no warnings

eunseok was the one that pursued you, he wasn’t ashamed to admit that. he was actually proud of it, bringing it up to you whenever he got the chance.

your relationship began in the spring, when it was impossible to not be outside. with the relaxing time that came with the season, neither of you had any obligations. it was perfect, the two of you were able to spend all of your time together. looking back now the two of you were stupid in love, recklessly living day by day instead of looking to the future. 

when the next winter came, the effort your relationship needed wasn’t there. your warm apartment where love was in full bloom became cold and desolate. the same place where you two spent all your time together was spent apart, or wishing you were alone. when you two sat on the couch, your thighs were no longer pressed against eachother, the shows you watched together would always end with someone on their phone, and when you both went to bed you no longer cuddled until both of you fell asleep. you two laid on opposite sides of the bed, only muttering a quick goodnight before turning out the lights

you watched the petals fell from the flower that sat in the middle of your table. the only flower left alive in the bouquet from your last date was withering. both of you had forgotten to take care of the flower for so long it was dying right in front the two of you. you looked past it to see eunseok on the other side. his eyes were focused on his plate, not looking up even when he asked if the food was good. you had lost your appetite, poking your food from one side to the other

the blame went both ways, you could admit that. when eunseok would come home from work you found yourself wanting to be alone. sometimes you found him to be overbearing, and you found yourself thinking about when you were single. you thought your way of taking responsibility was confessing to eunseok after dinner. before he could go into the bedroom to retire for the night you grabbed his hands gently, pulling him to the couch to sit beside you. he had a look in his eyes you couldn’t face, so you looked at your hands in your lap while you told the truth.

“the spark is gone.” you reasoned.

eunseok said nothing, completely stoic as you poured your heart out. you talked about the way you two never were together anymore, how you both had grown so distant. 

“i don’t want this to end either.” you said.

it was the truth and eunseok knew it too. there was a part of him that wanted to ask how to get you to change your mind, but he knew it was pointless. all eunseok could do was apologize and offer to give you your space. he squeezed your hand tightly for the final time, kissing the back of your hand like he always used to do. 

something about that made it hurt more, how he almost seemed blindsided by the breakup. you expected eunseok to fight with you, to let you know the ways in which you failed as his girlfriend. but he said nothing, only bringing you in for a hug while you cried into his chest for the next hour. 

nothing about that night was easy. your heart broke again seeing eunseok pack an overnight bag to go stay with his friend. he passed by you on the couch, muttering quietly that he would be back for more of his things in the morning. you only nodded your head, teary eyes locked onto your television to keep yourself from bawling or begging him to stay. 

you didn’t break down until you head the door close, and you didn’t stop crying until you fell asleep on the bed you used to share with eunseok. 

when you woke up in the middle of the night your eyes still felt puffy and your nose was running. before everything set in it was peaceful for a moment, you even turned to eunseok’s side of the bed to look for him. when you remembered it hit you like a freight train, knocking the air from your lungs. your heart was breaking all over again. you held onto his sweater tightly as you wiped your tears.

you didn’t know that eunseok still had his keys. you thought he had left the key on your desk while he was leaving to tell you he was never coming back. 

eunseok himself planned to do it, he wanted to leave his key silently to eliminate the temptation to come back. but he was a weak man when it came to you. he took the key with him, telling himself he needed it to get the rest of his things quietly the next day. 

the temptation of going back called to him when his keys dangled from the ignition of his car. each red light eunseok hit he had to fight the urge to do a u-turn in the empty streets and make his way back. if his friend wasn’t waiting for him outside he was sure he’d do it.

when he made it to sungchan’s house he was brought in for a big hug, being told repeatedly everything would be alright. eunseok only nodded in acknowledgment, telling his friend absentminded thank you’s. what eunseok’s attention truly was on were the keys to your apartment stuffed in his jacket pocket. he was too busy running his fingers over the cuts and bitting of your apartment key to respond to his friend properly. all of his focus went to feeling the key llike he was trying to memorize the ridges. 

when sungchan was asleep eunseok was still awake, staring at the ceiling and moving constantly on his friends couch in an effort to clear his mind. eunseok couldn’t help but wonder what you were doing. if you were sleeping in the bed too big for just you or if you were cramped on the small couch like he was. he thought about if you were crying or holding your tears in like him, if you had already gone through your camera roll to delete the memories you two had made together.

the more eunseok thought the more restless he became. he turned to look at where his keyring rested on the coffee table. the gentle calling started to sound like yelling, only quieting down after eunseok got up from the couch. before he knew it he was tiptoeing through sungchan’s apartment, heading for the front door.

eunseok made it back to the apartment too fast. it was too fast for him to try and reason with himself, or to talk himself out of going back to you. clarity didn’t come to him as he parked his car next to yours, or when he cleared the steps to your walk-up two at a time. clarity only came to him when he stood in front of your door, one hand on the doorknob ready to turn. finally, the small amount of self control he had left stopped him from pushing the door open. 

eunseok looked down the hallway of your apartment building. he could leave and come back in the morning, pretending like he didn’t drive all the way here for unknown reasons. he might have been able to even ask a favor from his friend, so he wouldn’t have to see your face ever again. 

before eunseok could walk away, he heard the tiny sound of you sniffling on the other side of the thin walls. he turned the door without hesitation, not bothering to kick off his shoes while he made his way through your tiny apartment. he found out that having a key was unnecessary anyway, your door was still unlocked from when he left. 

your crying ceased when he closed the door behind him, and when eunseok came into your bedroom he saw you sitting up on the mattress, alert and wide eyed.

“what are you doing here?” you asked.

you stared at him like he was a ghost. eunseok felt his blood go cold, almost having to lean against the door to keep himself upright. he was no longer the person you looked to with love or the playful glint in your eye. all he saw was confusion as you wiped your tears with your index finger.

“you didn’t lock your door.” eunseok said.

eunseok stood in the doorway. he wasn’t too sure why he was here either. all he knew was that you laid on the bed on your side, leaving eunseok’s side completely empty. the wound from the breakup was so fresh on eunseok’s heart that nothing had set in yet. you seemed to be the same, muscle memory almost caused you to pat eunseok’s side of the bed to welcome him.

eunseok came onto the bed from his side, coming close to you. he stayed at the side for a moment, looking down at you looking up at him. the scared look in your eyes changed, pushing him to test the waters further. he leaned part of his body on the bed to come close to you, trying to see if you would back away or shake your head to tell him no. but you let him get close, so close that his breath fanned your flushed face and partially dried your tears. when eunseok was closer he could see the fresh tear tracks on your cheeks and your eyelashes clumping together from crying. he couldn’t help his eyes from softening or his thumbs that went to the bottom of your face. he was the doting boyfriend he used to be in an instant, wiping away the remaining tears with his thumb. you closed your eyes and settled in, not holding back a small sigh of relief as you melted into his hands.

“did you forget something?” you asked once you opened your eyes.

eunseok wanted to curse himself for not touching you like this sooner. for not being the boyfriend he knew you needed. you were so soft inside and out, everything about you just melted into his hands. 

eunseok knew you needed someone better, someone who could give you what you needed. but when he thought about someone else touching you like this in the middle of the night his body had a visceral reaction. he couldn’t stop the jealousy from bubbling in his chest at the thought of your tears being from pleasure another person was bringing you instead of the pain that eunseok caused. sadness was in the downward cast of your eyebrows and your pout, something eunseok couldn’t smooth out with the pads of his fingers. most of the pain was from your eyes, they were misty and stared back at eunseok going right through him. when eunseok didn’t answer your question, he saw your big eyes become hopeful.

“what are you doing here?” you asked again.

eunseok didn’t know. he was still trying to figure out the answer when he pulled you in by your face and pressed his lips against yours. eunseok partially expected you to freeze, or to pull away. but your hands went behind his back instantly to pull closer by fistfuls of his shirt. 

when eunseok felt your mouth open for him, he kissed you back with a passion you were sure he had forgotten. you didn’t know that he was capable of still kissing you this way, so powerful it pushed you head backwards as you tried to match him. one of your hands went from eunseok’s back to behind you in effort to balance yourself. when he felt your hand leave his body, he wasted no time grabbing your arm. he pulled it towards him, forcing you to lean into his body for support.

eunseok guided you slowly to the bed, kicking off his shoes quickly to get on the bed fully. he straddled your legs first, continuing to kiss you while hovering over your body. 

eunseok didn’t stop kissing you on your side of the bed that you two used to share. his hand that didn’t hold your arm helped your face keep balance as he slipped his tongue into your mouth. you tried to prove you didn’t need him by preening into his lips, ignoring the uncomfortable way you had to lift your head from the mattress. when your other hand tried to fist his hair to bring him down to you, eunseok grabbed it to press both your hands into the mattress above your head. 

eunseok pulled away from your lips to look down at you. his brown eyes watched your chest rise and fall quickly as you tried to catch your breath. you were both quiet, trying to comprehend what situation you had gotten yourselves into. you tried to keep your cool, only breathing through your nose as you tried to figure out what to say. for once, eunseok spoke for the both of you.

“i can’t say bye to you.” eunseok murmured.

his free hand traced from your chin to your neck, trailing down until he went back down to suck harshly at your skin. you whined and fought against his hands, wishing you could touch him.

“so don’t.” you said breathlessly.

eunseok let his teeth bite down on the skin of your neck harder than you were used to, but you didn’t pull away. you leaned into his teeth more, taking the slight pain as punishment for how you treated him. eunseok noticed you didn’t shy away, pulling from your neck to blow cold air on the new mark.

“taking me back already?” eunseok asked.

you shook your head, spreading your legs until they pushed at eunseok’s inner thighs. he got the hint immediately, to slot himself between your legs. you looked down at the pants both of you were still wearing, lifting your hips up slightly. eunseok dragged his hand down your clothed chest and you sucked in a tiny breath. both of you watched silently as eunseok stuffed his hand down the front of your shorts. he teased you again, kissing your jaw as he cupped your heat. he could feel your warmth in waves and how wet you were on his palms. eunseok looked up from your jaw to see your head press into the pillows as he slid two fingers in with ease. you gasped and then craned your head to look down at him. your eyes still looked wet as you spoke.

“we shouldn’t be together.” eunseok hummed in agreement, still pumping his two fingers in and out of you. when he bent them at the knuckle you closed your eyes and looked up to the ceiling. “i still need you though.” you whimpered.

eunseok hummed in agreement again. he pulled his fingers from your shorts and stuffed them into your mouth, making you taste yourself. he watched you with satisfaction as you cleaned his fingers up without hesitation, tongue peaking past your lips as you tasted it all.

he kissed your forehead when he took his fingers out of your mouth before reaching down to your waistband. he pulled them down your to your thighs, letting you frantically kick them off the rest of the way while he moved his body to the side.

he fumbled with his belt as you kicked your shorts off your ankle to the ground. when eunseok wasn’t moving fast enough with just one hand you whined and pushed against his grip on your hands again.

“let me help you.” you whined.

eunseok ignored you, finally unbuttoning his pants only a moment later. anticipation built all over you when eunseok didn’t bother pulling his pants down all the way. he pulled his briefs and jeans down at the same time, barely making it past his knees while he scooted closer to you. 

before you could say anything else he wrapped his hand around your thigh to pull your body closer to his. it was effortless for eunseok and it caught you off guard while you travelled down the bed. eunseok let his dick slap against your stomach heavy and angry while precum leaked onto the fabric. you looked up to eunseok after feeling the weight and how he twitched. your hand that would usually grab eunseok's length and guide it to your entrance was restrained, forcing eunseok to take matters into his own hands. he grabbed his dick and pumped his length before quickly sliding it down your pussy until he could feel your hole.

he looked up from between your two bodies to look you in the eyes. they were large and looked at you with care, so different from his frantic movements earlier.

“ready?” eunseok asked breathlessly.

he put the tip of his finger inside of you to feel your walls flutter around him in anticipation. you nodded your head pitifully, wishing you could use your hands to guide him in yourself.

“please.” you begged.

eunseok only guided his length a little further in before he let go, letting himself slide in the rest of the way. you let out a cry, it had been too long since you felt eunseok inside of you. intimacy in your relationship had been absent in your relationship for so long it felt like the first time again. you could feel all of eunseok as he slowly slid in, and your hands grasped for nothing as he bottomed out.

eunseok moaned looking down between your two bodies before he looked up to his hand that held yours against the mattress. he smiled at you in his hold, pressing your hands further into the bed for emphasis. his moans turned into a grunt of satisfaction when you fluttered around him again. he pulled out to thrust in hard and fast, hitting that spot that had you turning your head to stifle moans into your arm.

“you still need me?” eunseok huffed.

his effort to sound mad was undermined by the struggle in his voice. it had been too long for him since he had felt the way he fit perfectly inside of you. eunseok felt lightheaded when you clamped around him tighter at his teasing and how you pitifully nodded your head.

eunseok guided one of your legs over his shoulder while your other leg hopelessly tried to find stability. when you tried to bend your knee to dig your heel into the mattress eunseok hit a little deeper, causing your foot to slip on the soft sheets. when you tried to wrap your leg around his waist to lock him in place he only shook his head, not letting you take charge of the situation at all. it was the most petty eunseok has ever been, denying you any control. he always went with the flow in bed, not focused on who was in charge as long as you both felt good. but tonight eunseok wanted to show you what true effort was and how much pleasure he could bring you if you let him do everything.

it was hot and stuffy in the space between the two of you. neither of you spoke anymore, the weight of the previous day keeping you both silent. the way you talked was through whimpers and fighting against his grip, and eunseok spoke to you by leaving fresh marks on your exposed skin. both of you huffed in air, chests rising so high they pressed together. 

eunseok’s hand had moved to press your thigh closer to your chest. you wanted nothing more than for eunseok to bring you in for a hug and to tell you everything was going to be okay like he always did when you came. but you knew you didn’t deserve that anymore, and it wasn’t eunseok’s job to validate you anymore. maybe it was best to be in this situation with him, where he was just someone you used to know who came around every now and then to fuck you.

you started arching your back off the bed, desperate to have eunseok come down to you. he didn’t have to hold you, but you just needed his body pressed against yours. he smothered your senses when he came down to you everything was all about him. the way he still had your hands in a vice grip above your head, the way he still smelled like you, how you could feel his sweaty forehead press against yours. when you opened your eyes to see him looking down at you, it became too much. you dug your heel into his back to make him fall into you more, and started lifting your hips to fuck yourself on his dick. eunseok moaned before biting his lip, as if he was trying to hold back how good you were making him feel. his hand pressed into your hip to hold you in place but you shook your head and won in a battle of strength against his hand. he was still weak for you, his facade crumbling as he saw your orgasm take over. in the middle of your haze he pressed his lips to your sweaty forehead quickly before pushing his pants a little further down his legs.

eunseok came after you did. he let your walls spasm around his dick erratically as your hands continued to fight against his grip. you had folded your hands over eunseok’s to dig your nails into the back of his hand, as some sort of consolation for not being able to move how you wanted. but eunseok knew you loved it because it took effort for him to hold your hands above your head while simultaneously fucking you senseless. maybe eunseok didn’t have the effort you needed romantically in a relationship, but he would make it his mission to give you everything he had in him physically.

eunseok only let himself go after the look in your eyes focused to look at him softly. it was your way of silently begging for him to finish inside, something eunseok wasn’t entirely sure he had the right to do anymore. but when you stopped digging your nails into his hand and you mouthed please against his lips, eunseok knew he couldn’t control himself. any thoughts he had to pull out and cum on your stomach were discarded when he twitched inside of you for the final time.

he let out a groan and you mirrored it, whimpering as eunseok stilled inside of you. he let go of your hands to interlace his fingers with yours the way he always did when he came. if it was too intimate you didn’t stop it, using your other hand to bring him in for another kiss. this time it was you kissing eunseok passionately, kissing him through his groans that had turned to whining from overstimulation. you had almost forgotten everything from the day before, how you two were technically not together anymore. the low hit you after the high, and when eunseok went to the crook of your neck to sniffle you felt yourself holding back more tears of your own. 

sniffles were coming from the crook of your neck for a while. usually when eunseok was finished he would normally stay inside of you, peppering your face in kissing and telling you how perfect you were. he would be cheesy while letting his full body weight rest on you playfully acting oblivious to the way he was crushing you. but now he let go of your hand a little too quickly and pulled out even faster. he moved away from your side of the bed to the side that was formerly his. the speed that eunseok moved away left you shivering. the cold in your room and on your skin was complete opposite of the heat inside of you that started seeping onto your bedsheets. 

in the aftermath you noticed the haste. eunseok’s pants were at his ankles as he pulled them up, and the and both of you still had your shirts on. he didn’t look over at you while he bent over to put his shoes on forcefully.

everything was happening to fast, you felt your heart begin to sink at the thought of eunseok leaving you alone for the second time in the past twenty-four hours. 

before he could grab his keys from the edge of the bed you moved first, snatching his keyring in your hand. eunseok looked to you surprised, the post sex flush on his cheeks obvious even in the dark. your boldness had turned to desperation, and you hoped you were still the girl eunseok could never say no to.

“can you stay here for the night? just one night?” you asked quickly.

eunseok sighed and ran his hands through his hair. he knew sungchan would wake up in the morning looking for his friend. maybe sungchan already knew where his friend would be.

“we are just friends.” you added quickly, as if either of you would believe it.

eunseok scoffed and ran his hands through his hair again. his keyring reflected the moonlight in your hand, and he recognized the house key as the one you reached for. he didn’t need his keys to call to him again as he settled back into the bed, kicking off his shoes slower this time.

“just friends.” eunseok agreed.

for the first time in a long time, eunseok saw a smile on your face. it was small and pitiful, but it was a smile nonetheless as you came closer to him. eunseok laid both of you down for the second time that night, cuddling you close underneath his chin as you fell asleep with his keyring clutched in your hands.

Amma just leave this here 🤭🫣

okay :)) so i have thoughts on each member of tall line in a trad relationship🤭🤭 and obvi this is all fictional and im making it a lil toxic here and there cuz im sick in the head but i’ll try to be chill😶

so i feel anton would be the most relaxed out of the 3. he wouldn’t expect you to do all that much for him while he’s away at work, but he does expect you to be ready for him when he gets home<333 and by that i mean of course u have a free use agreement and u should expect that every night after work he wants u to pleasure and take care of him<333 he loves if u suck him off obediently before he’s even undressed after work, tugging his slacks down and palming him through his boxers while he loosens his tie and shrugs his dress jacket off🤤🤤 he’d love u to take a bit of control by tugging on his shirt or tie to bring him in for a kiss after bringing him to completion with ur lips, crawling into his lap and grinding against him<333 but he’d quickly flip back to using you when he’s ready, flopping you onto your back on the mattress and (if ur good! eating u out<3 otherwise,) stripping you off ur panties and taking u in missionary, he might flip positions but he’s likely just going to fuck into ur cervix repeatedly until you cum once, twice, he’s going to fill you up with his cum multiple times until he’s tuckered out :( falling asleep with his fingers shoved inside ur poor abused cunt to keep his cum from leaking out :(((

eunseok overall would be soo sweet to u :) he’d always be caring and attentive enough to bring u home gifts most days, showering u with flowers n chocolates all the time even if for no special reason other than that u are his queen <33 in return he wild expect u to always have dinner ready though n be on top of household chores n laundry and all that .. so if u weren’t, he’d probably give u a warning the first time, the second time maybe folding you over his lap in ur bedroom to give you a round of spankings hoping that will teach u ur lesson :( and atp u still haven’t learned!! maybe he’d fuck you against the sliding door of ur sunroom for the whole neighbourhood to see how bad of a girl you’ve been :((

and i left sungchan for last cuz he’s always rotting my brain. he’d maybe be somewhere in between anton and eunseok, wanting to be taken care of some days and other days wanting to take care of u, whether that’s as a reward for u or as a punishment for ur behaviour :( on one hand, he could be mean and hold you down on his cock, not letting u move ur hips or anything, just letting you warm him while you babble n cry cuz u need more friction :(( telling u if u weren’t such a dumb slut then he wouldn’t have to do this to u :( you should’ve done the chores he asked u to and not fallen asleep in the middle of the day, silly girl :( or he’s eating u out and worshipping ur body, calling u the sweetest names because u are his princess and he would die for u :) would mark u up even though it’s not like u leave the house and anybody else ever gets to see u :( would buy u slutty little lingerie fits to wear all day n to think about him and get all needy and flustered to be ready for him when he gets home<333

Girl that was exactly what I needed 😭

With Anton I imagine more a trophy wife than anything. You don't even have to lift a single finger, he'd tell you to get help if you need it, and if not, he also leaves the option there. He wants you to be always fresh, because like you mentioned, he has a free use rule, and that's the only job he'd ever ask you to do in his (your) house.

With Eunseok I can't help but imagine a perfect wife. He likes to eat out, but there's nothing like your packed lunches, and he loves that when he gets home, he shows you his empty Tupperware and then goes down on you to say thanks. However, like you said, he expects you to do all the house chores, and if you don't, better get ready for punishment. He loves to shower you with gifts when you're good, and he loves to punish you when you're not. There's simply something so satisfying in seeing you beg for his forgiveness, all blushing and tearing because the punishment he chooses is dirtier and dirtier every time.

Sungchan is a mix of the other two. He's sweet, telling you to not overwork yourself and get some help, but also telling you to iron and choose his clothes every morning before work. Oh, and you better don't forget his herbs and smoothie for breakfast!

I believe that with him, it also depends a lot on how his day's been. Anton, even if it's been a bad day, arrives home and finds immediate comfort with your presence. Eunseok, when he's had the worst day, only has to tell you that he really wants to get home for you to have his bath ready, his dinner on the table and an apron over your body with nothing inside. Sungchan, on the other hand, needs to take that bitterness out, making you feel his stress with each thrust and forced orgasm, punishing you even if you've done nothing wrong or you've been sweeter than normal with him.

God, I really want to be their stay home wife and forget about everything else in the world.

・❥・bf!brother eunseok|cutie!reader ・❥・

・❥・dry humping, your bf is such a dick head and is not treating you good but you know who is? eunseok , kissing, reader is a virgin, so you know what dat mean. ugh eunseok is so hot and big, cheating, this one is a bit longer than usual ・❥・

・❥・song: empty seat and human nature by josh makazo ・❥・

“So what? You think I’m going to care about your little attitude tonight? Just because I fucking went out without telling you? Get out of my face with that nonsense.” Your boyfriend was fuming as he prepared himself for bed. There was no way you were going to just sit there and allow him to speak to you like this, like you had no say.

It was fucked.

There would have been no problem if he just had told you but what made it worse was that he completely ditched you to just go out with his friends. As if he didn’t go out for the last two fucking days. As if the plans you two made today weren't important.

“Yeah, I’m mad because you didn’t tell me, and you ditched me when you knew we had plans to spend time with each other.” You grabbed your phone off the nightstand as it started to vibrate. He didn’t say anything after that and even climbed into bed just to turn his back towards you.

Pathetic. "So, you're not going to say anything? Just going to ignore me like you usually do because you're not man enough to own up to your mistake? Again."

The bedroom grew dark as he turned the light off, the silence deafening. It was never like this before, he was able to communicate like a normal person up until recently. You even expressed how you felt about what was going on but nothing seemed to matter to him anymore. It's like he didn't care. Nothing but the brightness of your screen illuminated in the dark, you saw a string of texts litter your screen.

eunseok<3: he’s bitching again?

It was a response to your previous text.

you: yeah, he’s proceeded to ignore me and go to bed as if I wasn’t talking about how I feel. fuck me I guess…right? eunseok<3: ignore you huh? he's the one that ditched you, no? am i missing something? you: shit, that's what I'm tryin to figure out. I don't want to be here in my own place, I might go sleep on the couch tonight. Eunseok didn't like the idea of that at all, considering its your bed his brother is sleeping so peacefully in. He didn't respond to your text and instead grabbed his keys. What bothered him most of the night was that his brother didn't deserve you, he's been adamant about that the moment he laid his eyes on you. As fucked as that might sound, he's been waiting for the day where he could just snatch you up. He's sure his little moments with you has sparked something even if it was in front of his brother. It wasn't enough to start anything but you and him both know that there was...tension.

The temptation of this man alone was strong, you remember the first time you met him. Vastly different compared to his brother, Eunseok carried himself differently, his confidence was staggering which made him hotter than he should have been. It wasn’t always like this though.

You loved your boyfriend, but it changed one night when he drunkenly confessed his "sober" thoughts. Things you wish you never knew, and it made you sick to your stomach for wanting to fix something that was probably already broken. You realized you had nothing more in you to give and he realized that his sick plan was coming to fruition. In the time of you sending that text, you managed to move from your bed to the living room couch with a blanket in your arm. It's not like you weren't irritated but you found peace laying on your couch, alone. You would think talking would be the best to have a good nights sleep but you desired something more than just talking. Shamefully, your mind resorted to Eunseok and right then and there was the cherry on the cake for tonight. Talking wasn't going to fix the ache between your thighs unless it was Eunseok who was doing it. Desperation seeping from you as you missed the familiar touch of your boyfriend. You missed being touched in general but tonight felt different.

You wanted Eunseok and the devil seemed to be doing his deeds because your phone lit up, vibrating with a contact of the man himself calling you. Picking it up, you whispered, "Hello?" "I'm outside, come stay with me tonight and I promise I'll bring you back." You quickly stood up from the couch, scurrying over the window to peek through the blinds. Sitting outside was Eunseok's car, headlights off to not draw any attention. There he was leaning against the door with his arms crossed. "I'll be out." You hung up as quick as you put your slippers on. Fuck shoes, you wanted out and he was giving you that. Not a coat, not even your blanket was grabbed before you slipped out of the house with your keys and phone. He softly smiled as you appeared, standing up straight to open the passenger door. "I'm thinking a nice mental break will do you good." You nodded your head, rubbing your bare arms as the cool weather hit you so suddenly. "I don't want to think at all so that sounds about right." Eunseok licked his lips and gestured you to get into the car. "I have a jacket in the back for you." He was going to make you forget all about tonight if you let him. He was happy to take any thoughts out until you were just enjoying yourself.

He didn’t speak of what had transpired until he got you into the passenger side of the seat.

“Are you going to fill me in on what my idiot brother has done fully or am I going to have to wait tomorrow when he texts me?” He leaned down against the car and watched you pull your seatbelt on.

“How about he text you and tell you how much I was complaining to him. Didn’t think my attitude was going to make him completely go silent.” You looked at him with a small grin.

“Maybe that’s a good thing. I got you here with me now, right?” He caressed your chin softly and stood up straight.

He closed the door and you watched him walk around the front to the drivers side, hopping in. The car was still on and the moment he pulled his seatbelt on, he pulled off. You didn't know where you were going but you knew it wasn't in the direction of his place, you were okay with that though. As long as you were with Eunseok, everything felt fine. The ride was fairly quiet besides the radio playing music and the soft blow of warm air from the vents. He parked somewhere secluded, some place where the only light source was from the tall lamps. You felt comfortable in your spot but you weren't tired, not yet at least.

You hugged the jacket tighter, turning in your seat to face Eunseok as he was just slightly reclined in his seat. God, he looked so good tonight and you so badly wanted to say that out loud. You really don't know what was overcoming you but in this very moment, you needed this man like no other. His long legs spread to accommodate the new space he made in his seat, arms bare with nothing but a sleeveless top on. Just the slightest peek of his chest. You were staring hard and he knew you were, that small smile on his lips weren't for nothing. He wanted your attention and tonight he was going to have it. "Talk to me, baby." He spoke up, turning his attention from the window to you. His hand reaching over to grab your calf, tugging your legs over rest your feet on his lap. He grabbed your slippers to pull them off, tossing them on the floor of his back seat. Cold hands come into contact with your bare feet, the little touches of intimacy starting a buzz inside your brain. "About?" Your eyes met his. "Why you're still with him."

“I don’t know anymore, if I’m honest..” You drop your gaze, unknowing to him keeping his.

“That’s okay, I just wanted to ask. You didn’t want to think tonight and that’s what I’m here to do. Stop that pretty mind from thinking.”

He smooths his hands up high, squeezing your calves. “You know one thing? I will never understand how a dumbass like my brother managed to end up with someone as pretty as you. How he’s managed to keep his distance when I wouldn’t even be able to keep my fucking hands off you.”

You tried everything to keep yourself at bay but the sweet tingle in your tummy and the sudden heat of your pussy wasn’t making anything easy.

“Every single time I see you, I want nothing more than to touch you. Make you feel things that you’ve never felt before because I know I can and by the looks of it…he’s not doing anything to make you feel good. Poor thing is desperate from a little rubbing.” He clicks his tongue in annoyance.

You could only listen to the way he spoke, low and dangerously calm. He hoped you could feel the growing bulge in his sweats as he touched you longer. He was right, just a little touch was driving you mad. "So what? You plan on making me feel better then? Plan on doing something your brother couldn't?" The man in front of you took those words as a challenge and chuckled. "How about you get in the back seat and find out, baby?" It almost felt insane how quick you were to get into the backseat, Eunseok following right after before pulling you into a kiss. A sweet moan spilling into the kiss as he held the back of your head in one hand while the other guided you to lay back in the seats. It wasn’t new to be kissed but your boyfriend never kissed you the way Eunseok ever did in this moment. His tongue slipping past your parted lips as he gripped your hip in a firm hold. His other hand holding the back of your head just to keep you form pulling away from his lips. The taste of you making him grunt lowly into the kiss, he could feel his heart increasing suddenly. Towering over you as he kissed you until he could hear the delicious little sounds filling his ears. He soaked every little bit of you in like the hungry man he was.

Roughly, he dragged his kisses down to your neck. “I’ll make you mine and he won’t have a say in it.” He whispered lowly, dragging his sticky sweet lips along the side of your neck to your throat.

“Take these off..” He hooked his fingers into the sides of your leggings, roughly yanking them down your legs and off your ankles until they were on his car floor. He licked his lips and snapped the band of your panties against your hip. Boldly, he pushed his thumb against your pussy, pushing the fabric against until he could see the faintest outline of it. "Fuck, you're pretty.." He leaned back on his knees. He looked down at you and you couldn't express...how fine this man was if you were forced to write it on a piece of paper. You kissed those lips, listen to the words that came out of them, fuck, you tasted him and you felt addicted just from kissing. You slowly took the jacket off, suddenly feeling too hot in it. You even took your shirt off just to be left in your panties and bra. Had the nerve to call you pretty like he wasn't the fucking prettiest tonight. He stared and you could tell there wasn't a lick of shame in that man by the way he gazed at you. Top to bottom, tits to your pussy, tummy and the thickness of your thighs. You were perfect. Hesitantly, he looked away to focus on undressing himself. You watched him peel his shirt off and then came his sweats and your eyes couldn't stop from staring as much as you already were. The long outline of his cock making it so much harder for you to function and it wasn't even in you. He brushed his hand along it, dragging long fingers against it until it throbbed in his boxers. He hissed lowly and reached down to grab your hand, guiding it to feel him. A tease he was as he pressed your hand against his abdomen, making you feel every dip of his abs until he guided it lower. Until you could feel the heat of his cock against your fingers.

"This is yours.."

You prayed to not pass out after hearing those words come out of his mouth but he was making it difficult for you not to.

He chuckled at your expression. "God, you're so cute..." He lowered his body down, leaving you to move your hand to where you please.

You hide your face in his shoulder, closing your eyes the moment you felt his lips against your skin. Your hands laid flat on his back, fingers digging into the firm muscle. His body was hot against yours as he pushed his hips against yours.

You could feel him against you, the thick outline of his clothed cock. He was big, bigger than you could handle and yet the sweet delicious push of it against your pussy was ruining you internally. "Relax baby...just feel me." He whispers against your cheek, leaning up to look at your pretty face. He thought you were the prettiest thing on this planet, looking so desperate to feel him against you more. He kissed your cheek as he dragged one of his hands down to your thigh, holding it to his waist as he rolled his hips. You could practically feel the heat of his cock, feel it throb against your needy cunt as he rutted up against you. "Feel how big I am...how much I'm throbbing just to feel your cunt." "Eunseok.." You moaned softly, holding him tighter against you, wanting to feel that weight on you to ease your mind. This alone felt like heaven and you wanted nothing more than to feel him in you, fucking you dumb. Your back arched off the seat, whimpering quietly as your cunt ached. You so desperately wanted to cum. "I'm teasing you aren't I?" He cooed. "What if..I pulled these cute little panties off, hm? Will that make you feel better?" He didn't want an answer, didn't need one when he could almost feel your wetness through his own boxers. To be blocked by your panties and his boxers only made his desire to feel you worsen. He couldn't fathom the thought of his own brother not touching you, not knowing the feeling of your pussy, not knowing the sweet noises you make. You were ignored, neglected and he hated his brother for that. "M'fucking tempted if you ask me, but if I do, you just might not make it back home in the morning...just might have to keep you until all you know is me." You wanted nothing more than that tonight. "Take them off then, Eunseok." He closed his eyes as he sunk lower, sighing out deeply. "Better pray I leave you walking, baby."