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miixsh

2 years ago

CROSSING BOUNDARIES

PAIRING : dom!hoon x fem!reader

GENRE : smut, possessive sunghoon, unprotected sex, mentions of blade and scars, spanking, choking, tied hands, overstimulation, fingering, degradation, killing.

WC : 1.8k words

WARNING : 18+ content, minors dni

A/N : read part two here – broken boundaries

"no fucking way." you practically growled at the man in front of you, your father to be more precise. jaw clenched at the insanity of the situation.

"you do not have a say in this matter." your father concluded as a matter of factly. not wanting to stay around him for even a second more, you leave his office but not before flipping him off.

being born as the daughter of a mafia man was a life you had gotten accustomed to by now. being the only heiress to his seat, everyone expected you to be to be the perfect assassin. you grew numb to the point you were almost emotionless to anything and everything, everything with the exception of two people, namely, your father and his right hand man.

ever since you were a kid, you had to follow the instructions given by your father, but fixing your marriage to the heir of lee mafia, lee heeseung, wasn't something you expected him to do, "it's for our own benefit." he had stated.

you went straight to your bathroom and splashed water on your face, taking deep breaths to calm down your racing heart. after a while, you exited the bathroom, just to see sunghoon standing in the middle of your bedroom.

park sunghoon, your father's right hand man. everyone envied him for getting such a high position while being so young. he had always proved to be loyal to your father. not only he was smart and skilled, but also good looking. you despised him to say the least, you had always been compared to him as to how he had everything you lacked and more. just the thought of him made your blood boil.

he made sure to always do better than you. moreover, he'd smirk at you whilst making snarky comments just to rile your anger even further. in fact, that's what he's sporting right now, a smirk as his teeth played with his lip ring.

"fuck off, sunghoon." you dismissed him right away, well knowing that he's here to taunt your arranged marriage which your father had dearly set up. his laughter bloomed the room causing you to roll your eyes.

"oh come on doll, let me congratulate you first, yeah?" amusement pooled his eyes as he saw you roll yours. truth being told, he loved pissing you off, mainly because he found your angry self really hot. getting closer to you, he bit his lips as he trapped you against the wall, your face scowled up in annoyance.

"you're crossing your boundaries, park." you warned him simply, yet he leaned in so that his lips hovered over yours.

"am i now?" he questioned, and within a second, you were thrown on your bed, sunghoon pinned you down as you struggled against his hold. for a second, your gaze flickered towards his lipring, this didn't go unnoticed by him.

"being disloyal already? who knew how much of a whore you can be." he scoffed, you weren't ready to take his bullshit in though. without much of a warning, you flipped him over, taking your pocket blade out and positioning it on his tattoed neck. the blade just barely grazing his skin.

"do you know that the last person who talked to me like that ended up at the bottom of the river? guess it's your turn now." you smirked, pressing him into the mattress even further. yet again, distraction came easily to you, it always did when sunghoon was near. this time it was his tattoo, which you never saw this clear before, it was minute between all the larger ones surrounding it. in fact, you wouldn't have even noticed it had you not been this close.

sunghoon saw your lingering stare with the lack of hold, seeing this opportunity, he grabbed the blade and threw it to the farthest corner of the room.

"what is this about?" you breathed out a question, seeing your name written near his clavicle, so small as if it wasn't even there. you grazed your thumb softly over it.

sunghoon shivered under your touch but gained energy to flip you over nevertheless. putting all his weight on you, his lips faintly touching yours as you both breathed the same air.

"you really are dumb." he chuckled before capturing your lips in a kiss, a kiss that was due since the past seven years, all the time that he had been in love with you, yet never acted upon it. you returned the kiss, making it go deeper and more rushed than what sunghoon had initially started. the cool metal of his ring made you shiver into the kiss.

you were frustrated, making out with a man whom you'll never get to be with, yet somehow, it felt right. you groaned, your hips jerking forward to meet his hard on. he looked into your eyes and you nodded, you needed this.

"fuck." was all he said before removing his plain black t-shirt, his scars from the past missions and tattoos full on display, he wasted no time in kissing you again, his hands roaming all over your body. you traced his scars as his fang like canines bit and sucked on your neck, it was sure to leave marks by the next day.

his anger was evident with the rush, you were being promised to someone else, how could he accept that? growling, he tore off your tank top, unclasping your bra along with it. you gasped at his neediness, whining as he licked and swirled around with your erected nipples. his hand went down to rub you through your jeans, making you moan with pleasure. more, you wanted more.

"remove it." you croaked, and in a moment, you were bare naked in front of him. hastily, you got up to undo his belt, removing his jeans and boxers all together. his thick cock leaking with precum. he gathered the wetness from your dripping core using two of his digits and sucked on them, kissing you right after.

you arched your back as his fingers entered inside of you, stretching you out. moans filled the room as sunghoon gripped your neck.

removing his finger, he pushed himself into you without any warning. he stopped to watch your reaction : eyes closed, lips parted and rigged breathing. he smirked, tying your hands with his discarded t-shirt and holding them above your head.

"fuck, sunghoon." you screamed out as he grabbed your ass, mercilessly pounding into you. sliding your fingers between his soft hair, you start rolling your hips to get more friction.

"you like this, don't you?" sunghoon tightened the hold on your neck, a broken sob escaped your mouth. "bet that fucker won't be able to make you scream like this." the bed was shaking, you were trembling, your feet curled up with the feeling.

"yeah, it feels so good–" you dragged out as he put one of your leg on his shoulder, his thrusting getting deeper as it hit your sensitive spot, your moans getting lewd by second. you looked up to see sunghoon as he bit his lipring with concentration, his sweat trailing down his well defined jaw, making him look even more hot than he usually does.

"fuck." he kept on muttering, observing your tied up hands and fucked up fucked up expression, his dick twitched inside of you, his high seeming closer than ever.

"i'm going to cum." tears stained your cheeks as you came all over his cock, letting out a shaky breath. he moaned out your name as he spilled his seed into you.

sunghoon flipped you over, making you understand that he wasn't done yet. with your ass in the air, he ruthlessly pounded into you as his hand digged into your waist, strong enough to leave marks.

"i. fucking. hate. your. father." sunghoon had never once insulted him, yet here we are now. you were crying, the overstimulation heightening up as he rubbed your clit.

"you are my property, you get it slut?" he growled into your ear and you managed to get out a weak 'yes' as an answer, knowing very well that you cannot go against your father, yet sunghoon made it worth it.

"i won't let that asshole have you." he declared, ramming into you with all his might, so strong that you saw stars, "hoon–" you sobbed out as you came for the second time, yet he didn't stop and slapped your ass, painting them a beautiful shade of red.

"louder, let everyone know who's making you feel good." he demanded, your voice booming in the room. "fuck, i hate you." he said before cumming in you again. his words being the literal opposite of his feelings.

he freed your hands, softly caressing them with a sigh. "i'm sorry, doll." he apologized and looked into your eyes for any sign of discomfort, he didn't find any. you tried to smile at him, too tired to do anything but he got the memo.

"how long?" you asked, gazing at the tattoo.

"five years." he paused, "i got it five years back, it's shocking how no one noticed it" he pitifully laughed, knowing that you weren't even his to begin with.

"oh." was all you could say. it was a given that sunghoon liked you, it scared you to the core when you find out that you did too. you realised it the moment he kissed you and kissed him back instead of pushing him away.

"this is pathetic, fuck." he said, bringing you closer to him, "run away with me." he desperately said.

"we won't survive a day out there hoon." you were right, the moment you leave your gang is the moment your enemy kills you. they're out for blood.

sunghoon cursed, biting his lipring yet again.

you sighed, "we can't go against him" you pointed out, mentioning your father in the process.

he smirked, his tongue poking his fangs. sunghoon would, a hundred percent, go against your father if it meant that he gets to have you with him. the look in his eyes was the same as the one he had on the day he killed an innocent guy for talking to you at the bar, the same look he had when the enemy gang had slashed your hand, causing you to stay at rest for a week, he had killed all of them by the next two days.

you saw right through it, your eyes widening in the process, before you could say anything, he silenced you by kissing you roughly.

"round two?" his eyes glimmered as he asked, you being needy, nodded for more. he made you cum thrice more.

next morning, the bed was empty next to you. suddenly a shrill scream was heard from around the corridor, you dressed up, running as fast as you could, your eyes widening at the scene in front of you.

it made you believe that sunghoon, in fact, can go upto any lengths to have you.

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hugsforheeseung

7 months ago

shy guys are the worst’s ( p.sunghoon )

synopsis: where your recent boyfriend wears a white sleeveless shirt in front of you for the first time, making you shocked and asking him to wrap those worked arms around your neck.

( 엔하이픈 ) - recentbf!sunghoon x fem.reader ; fluff , VERY suggestive ,, ( words : 2,7k+ )

──── bookshelf .

warnings: heated make out session, sunghoon is horny? , reader has a small body compared to sunghoon, business proposal ( k-drama ) reference; samantha and rachel ( if you know, you know *blink blink* ) — non-sexual content, don’t worry hehe

note: HELLAUR ITS MEY ~ explain me what is happening to enha these days bro? they are INSANELY attractive!!!!!!!!!!! whata fack ?!!! oh and i hope our jay is recovering ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ

you remember meeting sunghoon by mutual friends. his quite shy personality made you feel intimidated since it conflicted with your opposite personality. those mutual friends warned you that he always been like that; when you told them that you thought he ( sunghoon ) didn’t like you.

what you didn’t expect was that one day that coy and intriguing young man would make the first move. you were definitely not expecting that one day he would reach out to you by asking for your number. well, sunghoon didn’t directly ask for your number — or right away —, he obviously asked for someone else to give him your contact; building a process of a ton of words frying and messing up with his head before sending you a simple: “hi, it’s sunghoon.”

oh gosh, he lost you.

that’s what he thought, but here it comes the biggest plot twist of his love life: “hey sunghoon! how did you get my number?”. he thanked you mentally for being that social butterfly and not make his dry ass text become something for him to be ashamed about; and overthink when closing his eyes at night.

the conversation continued as the time passed by. sometimes even lasting longer than two hours, four hours… until! everything began to change a little. sunghoon started to be a bit more flirty with you, leaving your guys friends dumbfounded sometimes. even you were out of words when he flirted with you!

but those little actions were significantly important and relevant, since it indicated that he was trusting on you; and lost the feeling of shame and embarrassment in front of you. you smiled when you realised it, and began to do the same: feel more free to interact with sunghoon.

and thankfully you did that as well, because now, three months later, he asked if he could be your boyfriend, and let’s say that you were very happy? i mean, very very happy, because when sunghoon asked if he could be your boyfriend you jumped onto his arms and kissed his cheeks with much more feelings than you ever did before.

and now, here we are, one month after the day sunghoon and you started to share a couple of feelings; and build a totally new bond together.

“what are you doing?” the familiar masculine voice echoed from upstairs, slowly turning into a more closer voice as you heard quiet steps coming from the stairs.

“nothin’.” you answered with a prominent bored tone, like your mouth was melting and almost fusing with the sofa’s cushion; as your face was smashed against the velvet material. “just watching a film.” you murmured while gazing at the television.

“what kind of film?” you felt his voice close to you, and also felt a new sense of warmth wrap around your body.

you shrugged, turning to look at the warmth’s donator. “hi.” you heard your boyfriend whisper as he grinned when he saw your pouty face.

“hi…” you pouted and began to play with a few lost strands of hair sunghoon hasn’t fixed.

“are you tired?” he nuzzled his face against the crook of your neck and started to rub his nose against the sensitive area.

you sighed, shrugging, murmuring as a reply: “just bored.”

“why are you bored? if you’re bored i have something fun that we can do together…” he playfully spoke, his brows going up and down as he teased, letting out a big smile as he watched your ‘seriously?’ kind of face. “just kidding…” he whispered against your ear, kissing your temple and tightening the hug he held.

“have you showered?” you asked him after smelling a good type of a familiar manly scent.

“yeah, why?” he placed a innocent kiss onto your neck.

“you smell good.” you shrugged.

“thank you baby, so do you.” sunghoon softly smiled at you. “i’ll cook something for us, yeah?” your boyfriend was the first to break the comfortable silence that was created between both of you, placing a peck onto your forehead.

not even waiting for your response, he stood up from the sofa and walked away in silence. — he’s probably at the kitchen: you thought. so after a few minutes you decided to see what was happening at the room, since you weren’t smelling anything different from the air spray you had sprayed when finishing the house cleaning earlier.

sloppy steps echoed from your slippers, making your presence at the kitchen noticeable and obvious. however, when walking in the room you saw nothing but a empty kitchen. pouting as you were about to leave the area, steps were heard, and they were getting closer, leaving you breathless when glancing at your boyfriend.

“park sunghoon…” you whispered, snapping a hand of yours onto your face as you tried to cover your opened mouth: it was very close to make your mouth water with the view.

“yeah?” he lifted his head to look at you as he was fixing the hem of your white tank top. “why did you call me that?” he giggled, finding your action funny — as he never had experienced being called by his full name with that face expression; especially coming from you.

you couldn’t even talk properly. it felt like you forgot how to speak or forgot who you were. the only thing you could possibly focus at the moment was how hot he looked wearing a sleeveless shirt. “you look so hot…” you whispered again while switching the hand that once was covering your watering mouth to a pointing finger.

“huh?” sunghoon pretended like he didn’t hear, hugging your waist and placing a kiss onto your neck.

oh, the shy ones are the worse ones! — you thought, feeling your teeth unconsciously clenching together.

“nothing…” your voice suddenly got weak as you enjoyed the way he was showering your neck with sloppy kisses.

“always saying ‘nothing’, yeah?” he teased once again, leaving your neck alone as he lifted his head to look at you, biting his bottom lip in a cocky way; showing his pretty, sharp fangs.

“yah!” you spoke up. “jus-t g-go make us s-some food!” your shaky hands pushed him.

as you pushed him and consequently touched his chest, you felt how raw the skin of his chest felt against the palm of your hand. you hadn’t pushed him hard, it was just a way to make him slightly distant from you as you tried to take a moment to breath. the way your hand was simply standing in front/near of your field of vision, showing no signs of returning to the side of your body where it ‘belongs’, gave away your true reaction; and denounced the way your heart was beating, like it was discomposed somehow.

“baby.” he called you but you didn’t hear. “y/n.” and he finally felt your eyes meeting his; you glanced up at him with a hint of awe and glistening eyes, and sunghoon swears he felt dizzy with the vision of your vulnerability — not in any weird way, but in a cute way, proud that he makes you feel that way. “are you okay cutie?” he didn’t waste time to hold your waist again, tightening the grip, not letting you even try to push him away; like you did.

“yeah.” you answered, nodding your head as you came back to reality.

“mhm… are you really hungry?” he asked between kisses as he pulled you to a deep kiss. “i know i” kiss. “told you” kiss. “i was going to cook for you” kiss. “but,” kiss. “fuck…” kiss. “are you really that hungry?” lip bite.

“mhm,” you hummed against his lips. “why?” your muffled voice made him chuckle, pulling away from your lips and gently pulling your head — by the nape — closer to his, but instead of pulling to face him, he pulled closer to whisper in your ear:

“because,” he paused. “i’m a bit hungry,” he silently giggled, already predicting what he was about to say. “so i was wondering if you could be my meal…”

again, you repeat: shy guys are the worse ones.

hours later you were cuddling with sunghoon. he was the bigger spoon and you never get tired of the sweet melody of his heartbeats against your ear buds. you also like to hear his breathing sounds because it makes you remember that he trust on you like he never did before; and how both of yours relationship changed over the past few months: thanks to those mutual friends.

cuddling with sunghoon constantly made you forget about the world around you, except that, you didn’t forget about the earlier scene of his muscles being flexed in front of you; and how his muscly chest felt against the palm of your hand when you softly pushed him. and then you realised that sunghoon has a very muscular body, like all the mornings he has been working out were actually having some effect on his physical and on you.

you glanced up to gaze at your boyfriend’s face, meeting his shut eyes and serene face expression as he looked like dream land has kidnapped him from you. chuckling, you gently pulled sunghoon’s heavy arm away from yours — that was prisoned under his — and cupped his cheek. completing your action and finally taking some time to admire his beautiful peaceful face, smiling as you wondered how you got so lucky to have him.

“what are you doing?” he softly whispered as he pulled your body to lay onto his broad chest.

“mhm~ watching you sleep– wait, you weren’t sleeping?” you cocked a brow, a smirk spreading across your lips, infecting his lips as well.

“i was, but your big eyes bothered me.” he teased, quickly pecking your lips and you realised his eyes looked quite sleepy/droopy.

a moment of silence infected the atmosphere, plaguing your face with a half-hearted smile as you got a bit embarrassed watching how your boyfriend’s eyes couldn’t leave your face. “why are you looking at me like that?” you chuckled, hiding your face against his neck.

“don’t hide your face, lemme see you…” sunghoon spoke, almost whining. even though he plead you to let your face meet his eyes, he just giggled at your cuteness and caressed your head, taking good care of your hair as he brushed a few tangled strands.

another moment of silence flooded the room, but it wasn’t suffocating you or sunghoon. actually, it was quite the opposite. however, if it wasn’t the atmosphere suffocating you, it was sunghoon’s scent that was stronger than ever. why was he way more attractive than he has ever been?

you even pondered the possibility of your period coming up. because, you know, biology facts? pheromones, testosterone, you know… overwhelmingly by the presence of your man and wondering how hot he looked while washing the dishes — okay, moving on because i’m feeling like i’m getting a bit carried away.

the silence also made you remember about a video you had seen and sent sunghoon this week, before he openly revealed his muscular body through his white — almost see through — tank top, that consisted of a girl lip syncing a tiktok audio while her partner’s muscular arm was wrapped around her neck, in a headlock to be more precise.

of course he wasn’t tightly holding her neck into a headlock, he was just wrapping his arms around her girlfriend’s neck. you sent the video to sunghoon with the text: “look ㅋㅋㅋㅋ that could be us!!!!” — without really putting any expectation that that could be both of you.

taking the courage and braveness to make your boyfriend remember about that video you really hope he has seen, you softly asked: “hoonie,” you pet named him. “can you give me a headlock?” you mewled.

you swear you never heard a gasp that could easily make you deaf coming out of your boyfriend’s mouth. “WHAT?” he cupped your cheeks, making you gaze at his face, trying to see if you were out of your mind. “BABY? WHY WOULD I–”

“not like that park sunghoon!” you whined, but couldn’t help yourself, letting out a chuckle as you playfully hit his chest. “you know,” you coughed, looking away and suddenly the room you were in looked interesting to be looked at. “in a gentle way…” you whispered between your teeth, leaving sunghoon without understanding a word.

“what?” he cocked his brow, turning his head, attempting to hear you better.

“in a gentle way…” you whispered again.

“mhm?”

“IN A GENTLE WAY!” you shouted.

“damn, calm down,” he smirked, planning to leave another teasing sentence. “are you really this needy?” he cocked a brow, watching how your cheeks turned red. he kissed your scalp, apologising as he felt your burning cheeks being hidden against his neck once again. “baby~ look at me.” he hummed, pinching your ear with his fang. “there you go.” he murmured in awe, admiring your cute face with a soft smile, gently rubbing his thumb against the skin of your cheek. are you down to leave this warm bed, that your boyfriend is cuddling you, to stand up in front of the bathroom mirror and receive a gentle headlock?” he emphasised the manner.

a cocky smirk could slowly be admired spreading across his lips as he watched how your head shyly nodded; and your lips were pursed, trying to contain the urge to explode ?

“let’s go then.” he kissed your temple. “shall we, my pretty girl?” he whispered, teasing you for the hundred time that day. you nodded and he easily scooped your — considerably — small body, walking in the direction of the bedroom’s bathroom, letting your naked feet touch the cold floor of the room’s different type of floor.

sunghoon looked at you through the mirror and smiled, not forgetting to kiss your scalp as he asked: “are you ready?” in a playful way, like he was going to give you a real headlock.

“i was born ready.” his playfulness got into your body, making him break into a giggly mess and murmur ‘cute’.

after a few seconds laughing with/at you, sunghoon took a deep breath to recompose himself and finally wrapped his muscular arms around your neck in a headlock — just like you asked him. “is that good?” sunghoon asked, tilting his head to the side as he couldn’t really see any big reaction coming from you. you nodded, trying your best to hold a big grin that was threatening to creep your lips. “are you sure? you aren’t saying nothing…” he whispered, kinda bored for you.

not seeing any reaction coming out from you, he unwrapped his arms around your neck. with the feeling of his arms being lost, you pouted and groaned. sunghoon watched your pouty lips and couldn’t hold in a chuckle, asking you what has gotten into you.

“don’t leave me~” you grabbed his hand like you were begging him to keep your head in a headlock. “just stay like this…”

“but you seem bored baby, i don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” he reassured you with a peck onto your forehead.

“i’m not bored, trust me.” you smirked, slowly blinking your eyes as you enjoyed the contact of his arm against your neck. “i love this view.” you giggled.

sunghoon confidently smiled and playfully whispered in your ear, gently and slowly tightening the headlock ( not enough to make you out of breathe ): “i should wear this tank top way more than i usually do, don’t you agree?”

“i though it was obvious.” you shrugged, hearing your boyfriend’s giggling as he wasn’t expecting that answer coming out of your mouth. “i love you.” you murmured at him.

“are you sure you just love me?”

“and your muscles too.”

“there you go.” he pecked your scalp, leaning his cheek against it, swaying his body as yours followed his rhythm. “i love you more.”

“you just love me more?” you teased back.

“and i love your samantha and your rachel too baby.”

“thank you.”

taglist: @jakesangel , @laylasbunbunny . . .

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heebambilee

8 months ago

꣑୧ licking sunghoon veins - mdni

you were waiting for sunghoon to come over after his late dance practice, you already done w your night routine, shower done n dinner eaten. sunghoon always comes already feed n cleaned as he wants to spend his entire time for and with you when he comes n not on mundane chores. so as he arrives, he would take off his outside clothes n comes straight to find u in bed, i've missed you princess, he would tiredly say, as he climbs under the blanket. how was practice ? youd asked making him sleepy smile, im so tired, baby, he'd reply, his hands encircling you in a hug, is it okay if we just fall asleep baby ? youll tell me bout your day for breakfast, okay ? he would then add, kissing the top of you head. but as he tells you so, you saw his veiny hands, strocking affectionly your arm skin, slowly turning you on. as he slowly falls asleep, his rubs slowing, you couldn't stop but thinking about his veins full on display. hoonie ? lemme take care of you, you softly whisper as you move away from his grip, straddling his lap, wanting nothing more than to please him. he would just open his eyes, trusting you his whole soul, but still wanting see what you're plotting.

your lips wrapped around his finger, your tongue twirling around his tips, n his tiredness due to the dance practice, made everything feels overwhelming to him he could only close his eyes again, his breath deepening. as you slowly go up, licking his biceps, he'd relax further more and whimper fuck keep going, accepting his sweet fate. as you'd take off his tank top, he'd bring one arm over his face, getting comfortable as he thinks you'd suck him off, but you aren't done w his pretty veins yet. his chest n abs were all soon scared with your bites and saliva, while his dick remain untouched making him buck his hips, in the air, asking for attention. stay patient, sunghoonie, you'd tell him as you're done kissing his v line. please, princess, hed unlikely start to beg.

after taking his sweatpants n boxer off, his dick already hard, you can't help but stare at the full on display veins, that made you like this in the first place. it's not everyday you're in charge, and as he is clearly too tired to do anything, you can have your fun and tease him by only licking up the veins, ignoring his tip. so as you kitty lick his veins, his whimpers would get loud with lots of please y/n or fuck baby, his hips bucking in your hand, precum coming out of his tip. he would lose it when you only kitty lick his tip, forcing your head down as he bucks his hips making you gag, yeaah just like that. he'd keep his hand on your hand, but just resting, liking your dominant side a little. he'd like it so much, he would cum fast, n unannounced, him too tired to form words only hmms n aaaah coming out of his mouth.

notes : i never write anyone else but jake, but i love my @pockettwinzz bby so >< this is literally my first smut ever i'm shitting my pants >___<

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