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in the office

warnings: public sex, sub!reader, degradation?, cursing, female reader, slightly perverted and horny kun lolol UNEDITED (and written way too late in the night)

synopsis: ceo!kun gets horny and his assistant girlfriend arrives just in time to help him out 

this is going off of my previous post about kun fucking you in front of a window o-O despite this writing being extremely simple, this took me way too long to write cause i kept on getting distracted by this gif of kun

@earth-to-that-asian​ @dieharddoyoungsquishy​

“y/n, could you bring these files to mr. yoon’s office?” kun grabbed a stack of yellow files out of his drawer by his huge desk. the bright sun shining through the huge window lit up the whole room. 

“yes sir,” you bend over the desk a slight bit to reach over and grab the files, accidently exposing your chest. your blouse’s neckline was a bit loose, and it gave kun a clear view of your breasts. he gulped and then cleared his throat, turning away and adjusting his tie. 

when you left the room, kun laid back in his office chair and took a drink of water to cool himself down. the two of you were so busy that you only saw each other at work, where you needed to stay professional. so there wasn’t really any intimate time between the two of you, you couldn’t even remember the last date you had with him. 

that was a problem for kun. you see, every time you walk in his office wearing one of those pencil skirts, he can’t help but get a little horny. just a bit. there were a few times where he had to jerk himself off alone in his office. after a while he just started getting horny by the smallest, most insignificant things you did. like walking down the hallway in high heels, running your hand through your hair, calling him sir, and even eating a fucking banana. yes, he was quite embarrassed at how horny he was. 

when you left his room, you delivered the files as he said and returned to working. 

a few hours later, the sun still shining, you returned to your boyfriend’s office to eat lunch with him. no one knew about your relationship, but no one would suspect anything if you went into his office, cause you were his assistant after all. 

“mr. qian! do you want to get something to eat?” you saw kun standing, looking out the window. you walked towards him and wrapped your arms around his neck, turning your head to peck him on the cheek. he leaned into your touch and kissed you back. 

“i’m not very hungry at the moment, baby” 

“let’s eat later then,” he nodded and smiled. 

“I missed you,” he hugged your waist as you leaned against the window, foreheads touching. 

“we just saw each other earlier,” you giggled.

“still, I missed you,” he kissed you once more, only with more passion. you could feel his hands around your waist move down a bit more to grip your ass, you let out a sharp gasp. 

“did you lock the door?” kun asked in a low voice.

“yes i did”

“good girl.”

he pressed your body against the window, going back to destroying your lip tint with his rough kiss. both of your hands were wandering around each others bodies. your hands went to his suit, taking off his jacket and unbuttoning his shirt, keeping your lips connected. he started taking off your blouse off impatiently as well, his dick was getting uncomfortably hard in his pants. 

he moved from your lips to your boobs. they weren’t too big, but definitely weren’t small. they fit perfectly in his hands, they were perfect for gripping while he pounded you from the back. he felt fuzzy at the thought of fucking you. he left love marks all over your left breast as he roughly fondled with the right. you tried to stay as quiet as you could, but of course you couldn’t help but let out a few small moans and whimpers of pleasure. 

“do you know how much you’ve been bothering me these past couple weeks? those tight skirts and that loose blouse drive me fucking crazy,” 

“turn around for me,” you followed his orders, scared but slightly excited. 

he pulled down your skirt, leaving it at your ankles. you stepped over them and moved them to the slide with your foot. he impatiently unbuckled his belt, throwing it to the side without caring where it landed. he unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down along with his briefs. he pulled out his cock, obvious veins running around it. he spit on his cock and stroked it a few times before entering you. 

“fuck,” right off the bat he started fucking you at an unbelievable pace. you choked a bit at the sudden pleasure. you suddenly realized what the two of you were doing. 

“wait- what if someone notices?” you whimper as the feeling of his big cock around your walls. 

“no one’s gonna see us. we’re too high up for anyone to see. even so, being able to see me fuck my big dick into you doesn’t sound too bad, does it?” he smiles. if he wasn’t fucking the shit out of you right now, you would think his smile was sweet and heart-warming. now it just seemed like an evil smile, but  damn, it was sure hot as fuck. 

he squeezed your boob as he continued to fuck you, slapping your ass from time to time. 

“fucking shit, you look so hot from behind. you’re such a slut for me aren’t you?” he let go of your chest and grabbed your neck, pulling you up towards him. you whimper as he messily kisses your shoulder. 

“I think i’m gonna cum,” you bite your lip.

“cum on my cock baby” he started thrusting even faster, letting go of his grip on your neck and holding your waist, surely leaving a bruise. you yelped in overwhelming pleasure. 

“fuck fuck fuck fuck” he groaned. 

the both of you came, sighing in content. but the moment the two of you were about to get up from your erotic position, there was a knock on the door.

“uh, mr. qian?” you heard someone call for kun. the both of you stood in silence for about two seconds before making eye contact. as quickly yet as quietly as possible, the both of you got your clothes back on. you just put on your skirt and shoved your panties into your back pocket. you ran to the desk and tried making it look like the two of you were working on something together.

“u-um yes come in,” kun cleared his throat. you gulped as you felt cum dripping down your thigh. you cross your legs, trying to hide it, also feeling slightly aroused at the warm feeling. 

maybe it’s not the best idea to fuck in a ceo’s office. 

✨[ 22:53 pm ] – q.k.✨

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note – so ig i’m back? after a long disappearance (i’m so sorry idk why i always do that, not only w my blog but like w everything, i just disappear from the face of earth lmao) i’m finally officially back. 2nd semester starts on monday tho so pls pray for me. anyway, this is the edited version of something i wrote for a friend and since i’m sad i haven’t posted anything in so long i decided to release it now. pls excuse any mistakes and hope you guys like it!♥️

[established relationship!au ; big dick!dom!kun, sub!reader, pet names, some spanking, daddy kink, praise kink, nipple play, marking kink ; 859 words]

you sat on kun’s lap, his fat cock plunged deep inside your core. a funny feeling on your stomach made you squirm around, causing your fingers to curl and straighten in an attempt to keep yourself grounded.

you whined quietly, waiting for him to move and fuck you as he normally would. but he didn’t. instead, he looked expectantly at you, brows quirked in a teasing manner.

“what is it, baby? why are you so pouty? i thought this was what you wanted.”

and he wasn’t wrong.

you had pleaded him to let you be on top, just for once. you were always the submissive one in bed, and don’t get things wrong, you liked it that way. god, there was nothing you loved more than to be fucked dumb by your hot boyfriend.

but still, sometimes you wondered how he would look like laying on your shared bed, helpless and sweaty under your prying hands. more than anything, you wanted to feel him grab your thighs with his bigger ones, squeezing the soft flesh until bruises adorned your skin and groaning in pure bliss as you bounced on his dick. just thinking about the sinful sight had your breath hitching in your throat.

you gulped, glistening lips forming a cute pout on your face. “daddy, please,” you clenched around his cock to get him to do something, face burning with embarrassment, but he only chuckled.

if you were being honest, you had expected him to take control of the situation after some time of you bossing him around and fuck your brains out, thrusting his hips up into yours hard and fast –just how you liked it– until you were nothing but a whiny mess.

you didn’t appreciate at all the unexpected turn of events.

“what does my baby want?” one of his big hands squeezed your thigh, while the other forced your hips to start moving on his dick. “you want me to fuck you?” he asked, biting back a satisfied smirk, and you nodded eagerly, lip trembling slightly under his intense stare. “if you want me to fuck you, you’ll have to show me you deserve it in the first place. ride me like the good girl i know you are.”

kun sat back and relaxed against the headboard, calmly scanning your expression for a hint of what was going on in that little head of yours. although you tried to put on a neutral face, you couldn’t deny the way his words excited you. it was incredible the amount of control kun held in his hand without even trying. you could be the one on top but he was the one who called the shots after all.

so, without putting much of a fight, you lifted yourself a bit until only the head of his cock was left inside of you before dropping all your weight down, letting him slide all the way in once again. the deep groan that left his chest egged you on to fuck yourself on his cock to your heart’s content, so you let yourself enjoy the feeling of his tip kissing your cervix. he reached so deep inside of you it made you see stars dancing behind your heavy eyelids.

whimpers and moans fell from your lips as his eyes stayed trained on your figure, on top of him, breasts bouncing with your every move. your thighs burned and your legs shook with exhaustion, body feeling weak, as you tried to keep up your rhythm.

you threw your head back when you noticed the big smirk plastered on kun’s pretty face. a cry of his name left your lips when his hand that was previously caressing your thigh landed a playful smack on your ass. he hummed in satisfaction when you picked up your pace, rolling your hips with newfound vigour, mouth hung open and struggling to maintain your eyes locked with his.

sweet little praises left your boyfriend’s swollen lips, basking in the way your body reacted to his ministrations before he sat up to capture a nipple with his lips. the new sensation caused your hips to falter, back arching into his mouth with a loud moan escaping your chest before you could stop it.

“enjoying yourself a little too much, huh?” you felt him mumble against your chest, breath fanning over the wet skin and making you shiver. not expecting an answer from you, he began sucking on the sensitive bud, alternating between both tits and making sure to leave pretty bruises all over the valley of your breasts for you to find in the morning.

kun didn’t even need a verbal warning of your nearing high, he could tell through your body language. only a couple of seconds later you found yourself coming around his cock, squeezing him, trying to milk him dry. the clenching of your walls triggered his own orgasm and he was barely able to pull out before tipping over the edge, abs flexing with every rope of cum that landed on your asscheeks, leaving you both panting heavily.

“i hope you’re ready for your reward, baby, because i’m not holding back.”

–lia:)

Soul-searching (Part I)

I’m feeling pretty crummy right now, hence posting a sad piece for tonight. The Mark piece I promised at the end of the previous post will have to wait for a while.

For the first time, I’m sharing one of the few pieces that feature WayV’s Kun, one of my top three guys from the group. If you were curious about who are the other two, it’s Ten and Lucas. But what the heck, I love Xiaojun, Hendery, and Yangyang too!

Here’s a GIF of Kun with blue-gray hair, which I consider to be one of his superior looks. And of course, I want that color too! 

Mahal ko kayong lahat! :)

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Summary: If anyone was curious where Essie went to during her cool-off with Johnny, she went to Kun’s. Find out if he was able to help and comfort her or if he made things worse eventually. In short, this piece was supposed to be one thing but ended up as a brain fart. 

POV: 3rd person since this is a recent piece of writing. Like, just a week or two ago. 

Word count: 1,300 + words

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“This isn’t how you take a break from a relationship, Essie,” Kun whispered, avoiding to look at the deflated form of his ‘friend’ who was crying at his doorstep.

“Then what should I do?” She answered back, wiping the tears that have now soaked the collar of her shirt.

“I don’t have the answers to everything, dear. But what we’re doing,” he glanced at her before looking away again, “isn’t going to solve anything. It will make things worse, or it has already become worse.”

“But I’m not coming for you in that sense, dude! I needed someone to talk to.” Essie looked at him intently, hoping that he understood what she meant.

“I know, but I believe I’m not the person for this. Not anymore. Youngho is also a close friend of mine. Both of us know that he gets jealous easily, and for us to be spotted like this will spark speculations among our circle.” The blue-haired guy leaned against the door and sighed, looking at anything than her face.

“So, is that what you think? You care about your reputation than our friendship?” He did not like the way she said it, but he refused to look at her still.

“Essie Park, I value our friendship, whether you believe it or not. That’s why I can’t let us get into this further. I think I’ve already said what you needed to hear. We’ve already done what you wanted to happen. I’m sorry, but please, you have to find the answers to your problems on your own this time.”

With that, he gently closed the door on her face and silently cried as he locked it.

He didn’t expect that she would come to him about her problem with her (sort of ex-) boyfriend. There she was, with a giant duffle bag slung over her shoulder, knocking on his door if she could stay over.

“Why me?” were the first words he blurted after she told him of her story.

“Because you look like someone I can depend on,” she murmured while fiddling with her thumbs.

“I’m flattered that you think that way, but I don’t think that’s just the reason,” he said firmly as he held her wrist.

Even if she was trembling under his touch, he didn’t let go. He looked at her panicked face to see if she was going to tell him more, but he didn’t expect it when she spoke.

“I can’t put into words yet, but I’ll tell you when I’m able to. But please, Kun. I need your help.”

It was her tears that moved him, and he couldn’t help but comfort her with a hug.

She stayed at his apartment for almost a month, and they had long talks over the state of her relationship. He was glad to know more about her since he wasn’t able to the last time he was at her place. Before anyone thinks he wants to get into her pants, that isn’t the case. He isn’t looking for a relationship now because he’s devoted to his career as a musician and producer.

However, as they got to talk more about life, he realized that this felt off. Essie was still in a relationship with Johnny Suh, and if any of his band members found out that she was staying in his place, then news would spread that they are dating. They were part of a tight-knit circle, and Ten is the closest to Johnny among his bandmates.

It was fortunate that none of their common friends visited his place since he was out at the studio most of the time. But whenever he came home, he felt that he had a girlfriend waiting for him. If he was honest with himself, he felt giddy whenever Essie prepared breakfast and dinner for them both before they had their deep talks, and whenever she asked him how his day went after he settled into his pajamas.

There was a moment that he embraced her from the back as she cleaned the dishes one morning. “Hey, what’s up?” She asked, slowly looking at his beaming face.

“Nothing, I just want to share my happiness with you,” he replied, resting his chin on top of her shoulder.

He didn’t let go as she continued to clean the remaining dishes. He even helped her as he held the heavy pots and pans for her to scrub on.

“Kun, you’re awfully being sweet right now. What’s up, really?” she said after she was done, hands on her hips.  

He shoved his hands into his pocket and looked at anywhere than her face. “Maybe I just want to show my appreciation for the things you’ve done for me lately?”

The silence that ensued after felt unbearable to both of them that either one started a makeout session on the couch.

“You had a motive, didn’t you?” Kun asked, still panting from the intensity of their kisses. When she didn’t reply, he tilted her face to look at him. “You want me to love you so you can forget how you’re hurting, is that it?”

This time, her tears didn’t move him. He sat up and moved at the other end of the couch, contemplating on what to say to her.

“I like you, Kun. But I don’t want it to end that way. You’ve been a great help to me, and I mean it.” She said, tucking her knees to her chin.

“Don’t you think you’re leading me on?” His voice was trembling, and she couldn’t tell if it was out of sadness, anger, or a combination of both.

“No, Kun. I don’t want to do that to you or anyone else.”

“But you already did with your other suitors, if you haven’t noticed. You are easily swayed, Essie. If you weren’t like that, then you wouldn’t end up in this situation.”

She let out a shaky breath before responding. “I know, and I’m sorry. You’re the only person right now who has been helping me with this predicament I have.”

“Don’t forget your therapist as well,” he muttered, which elicited a chuckle from the girl. “Yes, and him too. You’re the only two people I have right now who has helped me so much.”

When he saw the sincerity in her eyes, he erased those thoughts and tried his best to act like how he was with her before.

As days passed, he couldn’t. He felt that their dynamic has changed after they kissed. He was touchier and called her ‘dear’ often. She reciprocated his actions, and sometimes they pecked each other on the lips before they went to sleep.

Kun finally snapped out of this honeymoon period after they had sex. Both of them were tipsy from their respective parties, and she smelled so good that it drove him crazy. She could say the same for him, and everything became a blur when he hovered over her naked figure.

The morning after was the most awkward situation they have experienced, and it was only in the evening that he had the guts to cut ties with her.

As the scene from earlier replayed in his mind, Kun became a sobbing mess on the floor. He couldn’t believe that he would like her to that extent and realized that she was dangerous to be with in the long run.

“I wonder how Youngho must feel right now,” he mumbled, looking at the couch that has now been marked with her memories.

Images of her sobbing on one corner and then naked and moaning his name mixed in his mind, which led him to the decision to sell it immediately.

He got a new couch that was more expensive and opulent-looking, hoping that this one will have happier memories than the last.

For now, he will focus on his music and forget that he, like Jeong Jaehyun, had a brief affair with Essie Park.

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FIN