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seductive strokes-(m)

⚜ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ. poolshark!sunghoon x staff!reader

⚜ ɢᴇɴʀᴇ. suggestive,smut. w/c;5.6k+

⚜ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ. It was not unknown to anyone that sunghoon would use tricks up his sleeves to win,at any cost,given that he was a first-rate billiards player,you were aware of it too. He came to this club too often.He always had a reason to come back,perhaps,this time,his intentions were not meant for practice only.

⚜ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ. use of foreign object(s),teasing,cursing,smut,petnames,sunghoon is a menace,feeds off of your stuttering body. i think that's bout it.

⚜ ɴᴏᴛᴇ. something we talked(gushed) over in our dms...@sungvrhs i hate you for sparking this idea in me.. a reel can lead to many things and this fic is one of them. anyways,this is for you,my twin, i hope you enjoy this. we basically spoiled the whole plot in the dms but who cares imma still write it for you<3 my precious bff <3

Another entry for Diary 2024: #15240822 and my twin @sungvrhs comments and reblogs are appreciated^^<3 there's no taglist for this event. and as we might post for every month looming around the dates 22nd and 24th,please support!!

“Right here,sir” the head staff straightens his hand in a polite manner,leading sunghoon to an even secluded area in the club,just like the latter had asked of. Places like this did come at a hefty price but it was nothing for the said man. Money could make the cruelest thing on earth kneel,it was indeed remarkable. 

When he takes a seat,a nutty-chocolatey smell invades his nostrils,like that of an old bar from the 90’s. His eyes wandered off to the entirety of the place he rented,looked good,smelt just right,only wishing for the night to go out as perfect as it was in his head.

“Do you need anything,sir?” a hoarse voice chimes in the air,making sunghoon apathetically shakes his head,”the bell’s right beneath the table,call us in if you’re wanting anything” they older male takes his leave,letting the fine young man be. 

For tonight, Sunghoon had intentions,a solid blueprint of fulfilling his desires.Only a quarter of his plan just got ticked off,he was still left off the main show. You. 

Months ago, he was invited for a drink and hangout with his colleagues in this very same club. But back then,sunghoon was never this vocal as much as he was currently,let alone talking to the manager about renting the whole place for his own use. Really,it wasn’t a bother to him. 

But then,the clicks of your heels sets a rhythm,caught by the corner of his eyes,and in an instant,lighting the room up,and maybe his heart included as well. His head whips to get a better view of your figure walking in closer to their table with a tray of glasses.

God must really love me. 

One of his companions nudges the awestruck man with his elbow,failing to gain the latter's eye to detach. Sunghoon’s trance is only broken when you softly cough and place the glasses of liquor in front of them,your petite frame bending by the slightest. And it gave him a really good view of your almost-exposed rear. Gosh, did they not take care of how their workers dressed?

But then maybe,sunghoon was grateful for that as well. His gaze pierces through your back,which you choose to ignore,but the weight of it makes your heart drop. You know. You have seen this man walking in here many times. Yet, never have the depth of his black orbs intimidated you like it did now. 

You cannot find it in you to glance back at him,recalling that it would always send tingles to your stomach,it’s almost as if he is waiting for you to catch him staring at you. Any approximation of getting involved with this particular pool shark can’t be seen.

Let’s be honest,he’s all in one,he has it all. Looks, assets,and more assets. Your wages were further down below than his. One word from him to your manager,and you’re on the roads,or even worse. You knew better than to not mingle with the air he breathes even.

At present, he was sitting comfortably on one of the cushioned chairs,eyeing up the board and locating the cue sticks beside it. The table was neatly arranged,the light blurry tints of yellows,lemon chiffon combined with cream,spread perfectly around the room. 

It was about time you appeared. The more he waits,the more he wonders what the fuck was that guy doing?he had one simple job of assigning you to sunghoon’s mercy. Looking back to where he previously heard that the bell would be,he was close to considering using it.

Just as he was about to take action,his ears picked up the familiar clicks of heel,making its way towards his room. Looking at you from the corner of his eyes now,feels so less. He turns his upper body to bask in the entirety of you,no trays,nothing in your grip,just you,your uniform,which is about to come off very soon,and your fiddling fingers.

The sight carves out a smirk from his lips,as he watches you looking down to the floor,searching for any dust particle. “My manager said you asked for me-”

“Come to me”

“Excuse me?” you reply dumbfoundedly,registering his words in your head again. But instead of giving you any verbal reply,he curls in his index at your face,motioning you to come forward. Your brows furrowed in confusion but you hesitantly take a few steps ahead. 

The voices in sunghoon’s head were anything but decent. The way you walked to him when he asked you to,the way your cleavage is shown off because of the tightness of your top,pretty strands of hair nestling on the junction of your neck,he has to fan himself mentally,but it won’t be of any help,he's already gone at the way he senses you getting nervous..he wants to bury his face on your neck,but with time,he tells himself.

You never got to query him about why the whole place is so void of any companies. Normally,the place at this hour is to remain buzzed and not so empty. The suspicions in your head start to heighten when you feel his hand lifting your face by the chin. “This..... is no way appropriate”

“Then tell me to move away” you couldn’t. Words are badly tangled up in your throat as you fail to deliver anything,even a mere whisper. “Thought so..” perhaps you could rely on your fantasies for tonight,hoping events would take turns to surprise you,and make you step back willingly. But who's gonna tell you that you were not going to be getting such scope?not when he's involved.

This was the first ever physical interaction with Sunghoon you had so far,and that too,him standing not so distant from you. Your lashes bat at him,struggling to look at him in the eye properly,but not him though. Seeing your gaze flicker from time and time,he chuckles. “All I ask of you is…” “Do you know how to play?” oh this man.. First he calls you all alone,then he pulls you closer,takes your breath away just by grabbing your chin,and now this? Sunghoon preferred giving you a small clip of what you were going to get yourself into,and he promised to himself that it was going to be one of the best nights of your life.

“I– uhh,I know,a bit” you confess,and finally,he chooses to move away from you,making way to the table. He grabs a cue stick and hands it to you.seriously? He called you over,made you cancel all of your shifts just to…..play pool with him?

Before you can reply,he is striding to you,and with an inch of a distance from your side,he bends down and kisses the upper of your cheeks,spreading warmth and red hues effortlessly. You cannot even protest that,he had you too weak,as if he already casted a spell on you with his mellow voice and subtle touches. 

“Give me a good game,sweetheart” he whispers right into your ear,shivers instantly creeping down your spine. His words, coated with the thickest threats,affected you deeply. As much as you want to run away from this man,the way his voice latches onto every pore of your skin,you feel yourself more drawn to him.

Oh honey of course not…..we’re not just gonna play….

Focusing on the cue ball seemed an impossible task,not because of the lighting,not the chilling temperature dawning the room as well,it could be seen as a great distraction,from none other than park sunghoon. You don’t yet give him any ounce of your attention as your eyes blur between the cue ball and his dashingly handsome face across the table,from you.

With a bit of power,you strike the cue ball,which sends another one rolling,rendering it close enough to sink. But it doesn’t happen,and you fail to notice the male smirking.

“Not bad,pretty” a blush again,crept up to your cheek at the use of such a name,but you can’t lose composure yet. It has just begun.

Looks like you really need a hand,and what better way than him teaching you.

Then, it’s his turn. His eyes scan the board professionally,which he was to begin with. But the way his eyes zero in with such confidence,you could tell what was about to occur…and it does. 

He perfectly sinks the one which you left for him,and furthermore,he sinks the next three hits as well,a bit too perfectly. You roll your eyes at him,just wanting nothing more than getting this over with. There was no point in doing something which he was an expertise in,why did he even think of this in the first place–

“Sweetheart, eyes on the board” his annoyingly sweet yet deep voice brings you back to reality,reminding you that it’s now your turn. Your frame bends again,leaning onto the table’s edge.

Not knowing what really caught his eye when you started aiming,you felt a sudden increase in temperature behind you,the up of your hand being engulfed by a gentle grip. When you realize what position you’re both in,it’s too late. 

Your rear is almost pressing up against the material of his slacks,you could feel it all too well. This is wrong, this is so fucking wrong. The mid-deep v-cut shirt underneath his black suit does little to nothing to hide his chest,it’s all hot skin,and it’s clashing on your back,as if it was his sole purpose of doing so.

His minty breath tickles the skin of your neck and jaw,indicating that he’s ushering his body too close to yours. “S-sir-”

“Hmm?Is there something wrong,pretty?” his upper body slowly sinks into your back,now both of your arms and clothes having zero millimeters between them. You shake your head at the feel of it,but you can say nothing even when he carelessly slots one of his legs in between yours,barely and more or less grazing past your clothed pussy.

His fingers grip the stick which is now faintly held by you,making the pair tighter. It elicited a gasp from you. “What’s gotten you so distracted hmm?”his voice drops two octaves low, he presses onto you more when you don’t answer and guides your hand to aim the wooden stick at the cue ball,face dropping by your neck,lips so close to brush against your skin.

“Focus on the cue ball,sweetheart” how could you when he was toying with your body like this?The need to push him away rose even more when he jutted his thigh up,dangerously grazing on your crotch. Your body felt hot all over,breathing started to get shaky.

Never have you ever prayed for yourself to get in this situation where you’re going to be used as a man’s fill for his sexual desires. The idea alone disgusted you to your guts. Then why does it not feel indifferent when Park Sunghoon has you grinding on his thigh?Why do you want him to do more than just make you cum with his thighs…. 

Pulling the stick backwards,he pushes it along with your hold,the sounds of the blue and white spheres colliding echoes in the air shortly. Only when he sees another one sink in,he parts from you for a moment before attaching himself with your front,he turns you to face him. “Why don’t you talk to me,baby?”

Because if i do,i’ll fucking moan…and that’s the last thing i’ll ever want.

“So you’re not gonna let me hear you?Is that it?” his hands drop down to scatter over your hips and above,fingers spreading on the vast of it,eyes holding a longing for your answers but he gets nothing but your parted lips.

“Don’t you at least want to know where that’s gonna get you?” his left hand travels up to the hem of your top,fisting it softly,but threatening. “W-what are you doing–” your tone betrays you and pushes out a whine. “What I should’ve done sooner” he concludes and acts fast.

The cue stick gets long forgotten,standing above the ground,leaned onto the said table he has you caged against,a sharp and musky scent slowly evades your nostrils wholly,welcoming you. His rough fingers move smooth, crinkling the material underneath his heated touches,eyes solely boring into your hazy ones. “Fucking finally..” 

In this very short moment of pure softness,he lovingly looks at the way you bite your lower lip,batting your lashes at him,looking up at him to take in his perfect and handsome features,soft black strands parted in the middle,leaving his forehead much exposed,your eyes slowly trailing down to his lips,as his follow yours,catching you in the act of doing so..

“Waited so long for this” he leans in to peck your lips once,then again,”waited so long–” and again,”to taste your lips,devour you” his words ignite a spark in you,a one which you cannot ever bring yourself to resist,and let it take it’s reign over you,and he just makes it worse for you,irresistible for you,it’s too much,that you have to jut back each time.

“Baby… kiss me back” his voice raspy,and this time,when his lips come in contact with yours,you obey,kissing him back feverishly,moving your lips against his as slow as possible. Thick arousal rises up his gut,holding you close urgently. Maybe he intended for this to end this way. And the way you kiss him back with so much love– he knew of how you felt for him. And it only brushes his ego. “Such an obedient girl already” he praises.

Anything could work when money was involved. Let it be getting branded deals,let it be getting the fanciest champagnes in the world,let it be a whole billiards club up to yourself to fuck and ruin the girl of your dreams…let it be bribing her manager to make her work after hours for the man himself…

He didn’t care as long as he had his fingers laid on you,and in you,deep. He came with an intention of claiming you,and he won’t step out of the place until you’re shaking on his now pulsing cock,coming undone while you scream for him.

What was once a day to imagine,was finally coming to life,starting with bruising your lips in a roughly moved kiss.Hot breathes make their escapade past his now wet lips,fingers playing with the straps of your bra,sliding them down to let them flail,eyes burning with lust and desire. 

The slow and sensual kisses turn into a heated makeout session as his body has your small frame encaged between him and the edge of the pool table.one of his hands hooks itself under your knee,covered biceps flex as he raises your leg up to slot his pelvic in between your legs fittingly. “What about you is it that keeps pulling me towards you?”

One word,fascinated. Sunghoon was awestruck,when you came by his table to serve his drink,he deeply regretted dismissing you the first time,too captivated by your beauty to even let an answer out,which resulted in you slowly slipping away from his grasp. 

He absentmindedly checked you out from the back,he really didn’t care if he missed the shot,he only ordered another glass despite not finishing the previous glass of whiskey. Which was a terrible excuse according to everyone of his friends,just to see you again. You came in again,with his order,but something felt odd.

You looked up cautiously only to be met with sunghoons anthracite orbs staring back at you. Your cheeks flushing red,you avert your gaze and place the glass down to the table nearby,muttering a small ‘sorry’ and taking your leave. You swore,your back felt like it was getting burnt with holes,now very aware of who could be the reason.

You thought,who were you kidding,it was sunghoon. The park sunghoon. He had his own adventures and business to be minding about,that he had absolutely nothing to do with you. Which might be the reason you shrugged all the thoughts off about him further. Big mistake.

Oh honey,only if you knew.

“Everything about you makes me want to keep loving you more and more” the tone in his voice drops lower,sending shivers down your spine,as your body vibrates against his,making him faintly smirk. “Keeps me wanting more of you” he hums,sinking his lower body closer to your clothed crotch. "renders me into suffocation if i don't"

This way,his bulge shamelessly gets forced to make you feel how hard,throbbing,and how big he must be. The tent forming in his pants gets very evident with each lick he he jabs into your mouth,tongues dancing together,when he purposely pushes it a tad bit far,earning breathy gasps and moans from you whilst he kisses you messy. “So pretty” your lips feel the vibration of his words,lashes hitting softly on your cheek at the sensation.

Grunting softly,he forces deeper,hands coming up to cup your face firm. Bringing him even closer by his neck,you try to match the intensity of his rough kisses,but to no avail,he was quick enough to grip your wrists and hold them secured behind you.  "you make me want to worship every corner and curve of you"

His growing obsession with your tiny gasps and moans solidifies the more you give in,that is,letting him touch you,grope you in the most inappropriate ways,so easy,like putty under his palms.

Your back slightly arched against the wood at the weight of his upper body leaning in,hips starting to make pace. Your hands eagerly grab his collar sliding down further to take his jacket off,the only thing left on his built body is his black see through shirt. Which you take no time to unbutton without breaking the kiss you both share.

He helps you toss the clothing away,hands sliding in to tug your top till it meets the same fate as his ones. His chest heaves,lust taking over his hooded lids,he licks his lips when your bare chest is presented to him. You could feel yourself getting wet at the intense gaze,a pool of embarrassment curling up in your chest at the realization.

Your gaze shies away when you watch his hungry eyes linger on the valley between your bust,a gaze that sets your stomach coiling already. Giving your consent through pulling him closer to clash your lips with his,he hums in satisfaction. It all alone gave sunghoon a raging boner,a one which tightens the material of his boxers.

Even if you would have put up a fight,he was ready to manhandle you,talk you into it,anyhow. Moreover,when there’s no resistance for him anymore,flicks up a switch inside of him. His eyes fall shut,lips eagerly moving against yours while he gets rid of your tight clad skirt. Your heart was about to burst anytime soon,his lips were too soft for your own good,it had you feeling tense,excited,aroused,all combined.

Before he could lose his restraints over himself,he forcefully tears himself apart from you,the smacking sound of your lips following through,his right arm reaching beside you to collect the long-forgotten cue stick,halting for a moment to toy with the smoothened tip of it, a teasing smirk emerges when he looks back at your puzzled and panting face. You look sickeningly cute when you pout. He notes mentally.

“Sit on the table” he demands,a tone too deep,too erotic.You lift yourself up and situate yourself comfortably as he asked you to. Your breath hitches when you feel the coolness of his palm prying your thighs apart by the knee and he walks in between,but not too much.

You flinch,tears sting your eyes when you feel the narrow end of the stick being poked at your now soaked cunt, “Don’t– please,no” even your pleads are so pretty,your small frame shakes as he stays unmoving,observing,ravishing every stretch and pull of your expressions while pushing the wooden object inside of you inch by inch.

Your resolve shatters terribly as you feel your walls giving up on being resistive,welcoming the foreign feeling,along with the pace of which it’s moving,all under sunghoon’s supervision. You moan out loud as your back arches,nails seething in beside you,drawing out small flakes of wood. “No– fuck,no please”

“Sweetheart, what are you even begging for?” he was right,what were you even wanting? To have him leave you disorientated?or to beg him to keep the pace steady,if not,faster? A surprised gasp escapes your lips when you feel the thing punchering your insides at speed,now more than a quarter of it drenched and coated in your slick.

Sunghoon doesn’t dare slow down,continuing to harvest those delicious sounds out of you and collecting it in his ears,fuck,he felt himself getting harder everytime he pushes it in you,and it gets slid out with even more of your produce,and the sounds coming along with it is just as nasty and beautiful. “Look at yourself,fucking back on it so shamelessly”

Seeing your stomach pop out,he knew that you were very close to letting it go. Your brows creased in together,eyes shut tight,your jaw slack open,melodies strumming gracefully in your vocal chords,he could just cum from that alone.

Just when you’re about to thrust back on it again,he pulls it out immediately,and a chain of whines is heard from you,you look at him with a glint of neediness in your orbs. “Couldn’t let you cum that easily,not before I do” he menacingly assures you of it,closing in on you.

His words hang up in the air as an open threat,as you watch him sticking his tongue out to lick all of your juices from the stick's end till where it cascaded down to. "You taste so sweet like nectar”sunghoon’s voice rasps,he smears some of your arousal all over his upper and bottom lip,diving in without a single thought and crashes on your puffy ones,making you taste yourself.

He sucks and nibbles on the low of your lip,groaning when you boldly slip your tongue in his cavern,you saw no threats in giving up,and it felt safer than to have him force it out of you. That would be the last thing you’d want.

There was no way in hell you were going to be able to take him fully. Because when he mumbles into the kiss,wanting you to take his boxers off,your fingers impatiently slide the clothing down,freeing his erection,you feel every vein protruding on it,warm on your touch,he hisses when the tip of your fingers linger around till the base of it.

His eyes burn with sexual desires as he watches you lunge forward to grind against his,hands finding their way to take support on his shoulder for doing so. He lets you do whatever you want,enjoying it as much as you were,though the thoughts at the back of his mind scream at him to take you,which he would,but he has to get you all lubed up for him first.

His hands lead down to the supple skin of your waist,guiding you in sensual directions,holding you in the motion as he fucks you dry and dampened.

He holds nothing back in his throat,nor does he let you do the same,his lips hungrily latch onto the column of your neck,suckling,biting,marking it all over as you try your best to swallow your sounds. He grunts in annoyance when he cannot hear you properly,gripping down on you,denser,that for sure gets him what he wanted,a pretty moan ripped from your pretty lips, he bucks his hips faster.

He kisses you one last time before tapping the red and angry tip into the divide of your puffy pink opening,all the way down to your quivering opening. A sharp gasp cuts through as he barely gets to accommodate himself inside you,met with your walls refusing to accept the sudden and brutal intrusion,instead of waiting,he pushes and pushes,till he’s more than an inch in. fuck.

His cheeks flush this time,a rough groan follows through as he thrusts forward,now with more power,it has never felt this constricting,hot and bothering,tingling,he is forced to halt to take in how fucking good your walls wrapped around him felt. 

Even his moans keep staggering with the way you clench back on him the more he enters,”Baby” he growls low,and deep enough to earn himself another euphoric melody from you. “Fuck,keep doing that”

He distracts you by searing your lips with a lewd kiss,one involving swirling of tongues,exchange of spit,and lips devoured,bruised if he could list on. When he’s made sure he’s buried to the hilt,the smirk on his face goes anywhere but down. As if he was finally where he’s supposed to be,too deep in for you to even think.

Your breath gets snatched away just as he starts propelling into you,and to his delight,you do more than just yelp and whine,”fuck!...please–”you scream almost,slowly feeling yourself melting away to the way he fucks you,so full,so far down.

“Sunghoon–”he moans,caging himself in the grips of your thighs,your feet dangling loosely behind his waist,”call me sunghoon”he finishes,fists landing beside you,the table slowly rattles at the pace he’s ramming you. Hands weakly refuge another ounce of support on his exposed biceps,nails forming small crescents as they dig through faintly.

The pain mixed with pleasure is everything he’s ever wanted with you, biting back hard on your lips,holding onto dear life,feeling yourself losing to him,the look of utter defeat in your irises,everything turned him on,for you to hurt him as much as he’s both pleasuring you and returning you the favor of it. 

“You’re loving this aren’t you?” hoarseness coats his mellow voice,you flutter your eyes open as you watch his sweaty hair strands stick to his forehead,sweat dripping to the side of his face till his jaw,only then you get to take note of the air con giving up on its purpose.

You nod fervently,feeling his harsh jabs aimed perfectly at your sweet spot,making your tits bounce. You yelp in surprise when you feel one of your nipples getting nipped in between his pair of whites,”yes” your whimpers get weaker,your body drowning into a pool of heat in which he controls everything about it. “Sunghoon” you hoarsely whine,voice strained,pleasure blinded,your hips snap back at the same intensity as his. 

His hardened abdominal muscles brush against your navel and clit,toying with your orgasm as there’s push and pull constantly. “You’re taking it so good” he chuckles darkly after,you never recall adjusting yourself to having someone as big and rough as the man in between your legs,he’s harsh,fucks into you like you love,but he doesn’t know of it,not until your nails rake the skin of his hips,your drenched heat sucking till the base of him so perfectly.

Tension rises in the pits of your stomach,tightening viciously,warning his twitching cock that you were too close. His tip almost breaches the middle,the passage to your womb,your eyes shot open as you scream lewdly. “That’s it,scream for me”his evil grin takes over your mind, your head lolls back,shivers running free around your body,especially your legs,belted ever so tightly around his waist.

With a single sharp thrust or two,whites cover his eyes,head falling back,he again deprives you of your awaited release,manhandling you to your knees,and jerks his length off near your mouth. The slight heaviness of the tip pushes your lips apart,ready to mess your mouth with his cum. You happily invite him whole,once again finding yourself bobbing your head,eyes rolling to the back of your head as you feel the tip prodding the end of your throat with no mercy.

You gag,moan,wet your lashes,your nose touches his skin when he’s stuffed your mouth,restricting your airways,leaving less than millimeters of space for oxygen to pass,he shudders,finally.

When you think he would be making you swallow all of his load,your swollen and messy lips get detached by a rough grip at the back of your head,soft and sweat-dewy hair fisted and tugged. “The game’s not over yet sweetheart” his seductive whisper tingles the shell of your ear as he maneuvers your back flush against his chest,legs parted. “Let’s not forget why you thought I called you here,hmm?” 

Oh this fucker..

He doesn’t bother pulling himself out of you,helping your hand reach the cue stick resting on the table edge,the slight shifting of his still throbbing cock has you hissing and gasping. Your mind cannot stay poised at the way he carefully thrusts back into you,holding you in place as you moan and align the long wooden stick,your juices from earlier dried up on the surface of it,”now,this is how we’re gonna play” he starts raspily,contrasting the way he’s snapping his hips agonizingly slow,the squelching sounds taking over the silence of the room rapidly.

“You’re going to sink the ones i tell you to” his tone drops to a mischievous one,as he adds,”if you are a good girl,you’re going to be cumming hard on my cock…..and if you hold it back” voice thicker this time,his veiny arms lock around your throat,”i will pump my cum to the very depth of your womb till it leaks and i have to push them all back in you” 

You can’t form any words,only nodding weakly,as he renders you speechless with a strike on your ass,sending your body jolting forward due to the overwhelming pleasure. You plead,with strings of tears running down your cheeks,connecting with the board,forming small dots. "words baby,words"

"m-mhm"you speak with a needier pitch,desperation.

“You don’t want to cum?Is that it baby?” he teases you,defeat evidently written all over your face and movements,it draws out a coo from him,watching his pretty girl suffer. his filthy and wretched thoughts does him no justice,only coaxes the carnal lust in him to explode.

“You’re m-making it hard–” you manage to scowl,eyes watery,while his own darken,all of a sudden slamming past your abused barriers. “Sunghoon!” He works into you thoroughly,chasing to get a grip on your orgasm,to get you to fall to pieces.

What does it feel like when you try to take him?does the stretch make you feel obscene as much as he did?Clearly you haven't had the best fuck like this in ages,otherwise you would've been hella loose,who wouldn't want to pound this delicious pussy?sunghoon wonders,focusing on the way your walls maintain an anaconda grip on him,refusing to let any inch of him slide out.

You cannot bear to hold back any longer,the pressure which he forcibly built up in your stomach gets threatened to be uncoiled,unchained. And him hitting your sweet spot with such perfection, had your legs squeezed shut. Sunghoon somehow manages to bite back a loud moan,biting onto his lower lip instead,almost too hard to make it bleed,almost. 

He was at his peak pleasure point just as much as you are,but he wanted to feel entirety of you,meaning,he wanted to see every single way you could be coming undone on him,it didn’t matter if he got to cum or not,he wants to see your eyes screwed shut,mouth hung open with your tongue lolling,to fulfill his nasty desires about you,stored in his mind like a to-do list.

You weakly grab the wood pole,eyesight blurred and head dizzied with the amount of pleasure coursing through your veins,the edge of the thing cautiously hitting the demanded sphere he asked you to target. His hooded lids latch on the way your ass jiggles,hands roaming around every curve and dips of your body,tipping his orgasm further.

An excited glint reflects on his orbs when he hears the sound of victory,small but loud thumps echoes,he smirks deviously.

You succeeded. 

Good fucking girl

Without a second thought,he fastens his pace,drilling into you like his life depended on it,your whole frame shakes violently at the brutality of his thrusts,a continuous chant of ‘please’ ruptures from your throat,devoting your orgasm centered by his wish. “Are you close sweetheart?”he coos

His orgasm crashes through his will to hold on any longer,a pornographic moan tuned out from him,painting your walls with spurts of his hot leak,followed by a stream of cusses from you both. His fingers quickly reach down in between your legs to roll your bud,close to calling it a set of pinches and drags,sending your hips thrusting back and forth,struggling to stay still,”that’s right,cream my cock” feeling your runny arousal drip to all lengths of his softening muscle,he hums satisfied. 

“Fuck stay still” you do,voice brokenly utter a groan when a finger is pushed inside,stopping from his hard work spilling out of your pink and spent hole. Fingers drizzled with the mixture of you and him,he brings it up to his lips,eventually sucking onto his fingers,licking it all clean,as if it was his last meal.

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