Keeseob X Reader - Tumblr Posts
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PAIRINGS: keeseob x reader
SYNOPSIS: Forgetting your wallet at home seemed to be working in your favor.
WARNINGS: switch!seob, mechanics yum, mean kyo, dumb ditzy reader, creampie, degrading, gagging(?)
A/N: lil drabble....forgive me for being lazy. we're gonna pretend that i didnt cross post this from my old acc and switched the names / scenario around a bit 🤗

You were bent over the hood of your car, Jongseob's strong hands wrapped around the side of your face, his fingers working as a gag. Your mouth was held open, drool leaking onto the car below you. He wore a dirty white shirt with jeans, pulled down only enough to pull his cock out.
He was thrusting into you with vigor, filling you deliciously and stretching you out. Your white skirt was lifted up, shirt pulled off so your titties pressed against the cool metal. "Y-You like that? You like this cock?" His voice was shaky as he spoke, a slight whine to the words.
"I think she likes it, seob." Keeho came out from under the car, finishing up what needed to be done. You had honestly forgotten your car was fucked up, even if that was the entire reason you were doing this. Forgetting your wallet at home proved to be a better moment of stupidity than you thought.
"I think she’d like anything you gave her, wouldn't you?" His tone was nothing if not condescending and you couldn't help but clench around Jongseob, gargling in response. He had your cheeks pulled back, his fingers hooked in your mouth, your tongue leaking drool. You looked like you were straight out of a porno, like the small mechanic business you found yourself at was really a set with cameras and lights.
Keeho's face came close to yours as he looked down his nose at you, his lip turned up in a mocking sneer. "Bet she gives it out to anyone she cant pay." You opened your teary eyes, looking up at him, watching him walk behind you to Jongseob.
Keeho gripped Jongseob's hair in one hand, leaning his head back, pulling him into a filthy kiss. You could hear Keeho sucking on Jongseob's tongue, groaning into his mouth as Jongseob whimpered for him. His cock twitched in you and his thrusts sputtered a little bit, losing rhythm before picking up again.
You felt the hard slap of Keeho's hand come down on your asscheek, pulling a loud whine from you. Jongseob leaned over you, letting go of your cheeks and wrapping a hand in your hair instead, his other hand landing on the hood loudly.
With each thrust he delivered, a soft "uh!" would leave your throat, along with "thank you" and pleas of continuing. Your voice was hoarse and Keeho came back to your side, big hand coming to your jaw and lifting it open once more.
He spit in your mouth, letting his spit dribble down. It was filthy and you felt your legs start to shake as he snuck his other hand down between you and the car. His fingers rubbed your clit roughly and Jongseob's hips sputtered from the spasm of your pussy, fingers tightening in your hair.
"C'mon, seob, you know you wanna cum in her." Keeho’s tone was teasing. “Uh huh,” Jongseob nodded dumbly behind you, looking up at Keeho as his hips stilled, his cock pulsing as he filled your pussy up. His stomach was tense against you as he came, mouth hung open as waves of pleasure crashed onto him from head to toe.
You whined when he pulled out, looking up at Keeho, knowing you didn't get the chance to cum. Your eyes were teary and your lip was ran out in a pout. Keeho just laughed at the look on your face. "You couldn't even pay us, did you really think we were gonna let you cum?"
With your skirt pulled down, cum leaking onto your thighs, you left the mechanics shop. You held a piece of paper in your hands, two numbers scribbled across it with a note at the bottom. 'if you break down again, call us. we'll fix it up for ya ;)'