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Wooyoung with the vibrator remote in his hand as he sucks San off. You look over, He is so preoccupied you think you’ll be to cum so you cover your mouth. But, at the last moment he extends his hand and cuts it off with the press of a button. You sob and look back at him, frustrated tears pricking your eyes as you glare at him. He’s smirking at you while kitten licking the head as San hisses

woosan drabble

Wooyoung is teasing you so hard your shrieks and screams make San, sitting in the next room, worried. San bursts in “Wooyoung what the fuck are you doing to h-“

He freezes.

The picture of you completely naked with legs wide open and Wooyoung kenneled down between your legs makes him short-circuit.

“Oh, Sannie?” He says non chalantly, sitting up on his knees to look at San fully. San just furrows his brows. Is this not happening? Why is he so calm?

He looks over to you, who is weirdly quiet only to see you with eyes glazed over, breathing hard.

“San?” He looks back to Wooyoung who’s hand is still firmly on the inside of your thigh, keeping open. “Did you want to play too?”

There isn’t even any teasing to it. A genuine question.

“Yes?”

“Nice, come sit behind her and hold her legs open. She keeps trying to close them”

“Too much” you mumble, still not quite coherent and present.

“You say too much but you keep my face near your cunt. You can’t have both baby so now you don’t get to close your legs” he smacks your pussy making you jolt with a moan

San isn’t sure what he’s gotten himself into but he slides in behind you propping you up against him before firmly grabbing your thighs, pulling them back to stay apart.

He hears you whimper. Wooyoung smiles and licks his lips. “Pretty”

He takes a picture before getting chastised by San. “Ok ok” he kneels back down and the first tease to your clit has you jumping. Wooyoung laughs before pinching it. San holds you as you twitch and squirm under wooyoung’s touch.

After a teasing moment of running his finger over your entrance, he goes back to what he was presumably doing before if the way you scream is anything to go by. San struggles against your body for a moment before tightening his hold locking you thighs in place. His lips graze your ear “this grip is to be nice. Keep moving moving and you won’t be able to move at all”

Wooyoung grins. “Hmm, we should’ve been calling Sannie in the first place baby. Look how much easier I can feel you now.” He moves his finger from your clit all the way down to your entrance, plunging a finger in with no warning. You yelp, pushing back against San’s chest while Wooyoung laughs. Fuck

add-on bc San fuuuuck

I left this out of this drabble bc I didn’t know where to put this in but

San gets distracted for a moment at the way his hands were gripping your thighs. He squeezed a bit hearing you moan and seeing you move the little bit you could.

Just a little harder and he could leave marks. Marks he could see even when this was over. That others could see.

You could feel his cock twitch against your back, a groan low in your ear.

Wooyoung has to snap him back. He looks down at you. You’re already looking up, eyes confused and adorable. “Sannie”

He brings one hand up to hold your cheeks in his hand, squishing them cutely. “Wait until he’s done and you’ll wish all my attention wasn’t on you. I’m going to leave marks”

if you’re taking any requests for spooky themed fics/need some inspo to write, maybe a demon!wooyoung and angel!reader (F) smut :O

I had to stop writing bc I was about to go too far with this.

Thank you anon for sending an ask ♡

“You know, little angel, God won’t like you playing with a sinner.”

His clearly amused voice is coming from the shadows all around you.

You said you wouldn’t seek him out but you couldn’t stop thinking about him and now you’re just where he told you he’d be. The lifeless dreariness of purgatory where you found him now drowned by the normality of the earthly hotel he's brought you to. 

Your divine glow giving some light to your immediate surroundings doesn’t help much because his red eyes suck any comfort you felt.

But it’s replaced by a lustful rush. Somewhere different from where his eyes watch you from the corner you feel something tug down your dress strap. As look over and pull it back up, something from the other side flips up your dress. You place a hand to keep it down. You're about to look around for him when you notice the eyes are gone but a feeling of something grabbing the back of your neck turns you slowly. Its a smoky, shadowy mass extending from the light where the red eyes have appeared. He slowly walks into your light, the shadow coming from his arm slowly morphing to look human. Your eyes trail up to his face. He’s wearing a devilish smirk. 

“W-Wooyoung-”

He’s kissing you before you can express a further thought. He only wants you thinking of him. Calling him.

Not your god. Him.

You're pushed onto the bed behind you. There’s no urge to fight in you as you know what he's going for.

Part of you knows he only wants to taste divinity…but who are you to deny him?

His hands hold your legs apart as his eyes flutter closed. A demon’s proximity to an angel can be painful or pleasurable depending on each being’s level of sin and divinity. The two of you are the perfect storm that is warned against. Those that balance for sinful pleasures that break their purposes in two. The light in you providing a drug like high to him and his darkness doing the same to you. It’s dangerous for many reasons but for those sensations, unlike anything you can describe it feels worth it.

The feeling of his lips against your slit is enough to feel the first delicious burn. His sharp nails digging into your thighs signals he feels similar. He doesn’t try to hide what it does to him as he fully takes you in. His tongue slips through your folds so quickly you gasp. Drinking you up like he wants nothing else. And he probably doesn’t.

You writhe and gasp and moan into the darkness of the room.

His nose bumps your clit repeatedly as he laps at you.

As you reach your high, his arms squeeze around your thighs to pull them into him, encouraging you to crush his head. Your hands fly down to grab at the upper dark part of his two toned hair as you tip over the edge. It’s as if euphoric warmth fills you from bottom to top. As it reaches your head, your own eyes glow red for a moment. You don’t know, unable to see yourself and dazed beyond what you thought possible.

But he saw it. In his blissful and divine intoxication, he smiled. Your light mixed with his sin looked good on you. 

You lay sprawled on the bed, not able to move much as the warmth you recognized as dark sin slowly left your body.

He wasn’t done yet though. Not after that sight. He was far from it.

He just might have to keep his little angel.

trust me | wooyoung smut

pairing: wooyoung x f!reader

wc: 4973

synopsis: fresh out of a failed relationship, wooyoung’s determined to help you out.

a/n: this was originally supposed to be a drabble but i got carried away! this was requested<3

ALSO THIS IS NOT PROOFREAD! special shout out to @fallinwoozi for forcing me to post this ღ

warnings⚠️: smut, reader is embarrassed about being a virgin, unprotected sex, wooyoung makes a lot of jokes, soft 90% of the time, oral (fem receiving), uhh that’s it? lmk if i missed anything!

tumblr runs off reblogs! please reblog and help me out! 18+ under the cut!

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“No, I can’t Woo. It’s way to embarrassing.” You whined to your best friend, kicking your legs like a toddler. You threw your head back with a groan, cheeks feeling tight from your dried up tears. He shook you with two hands whining back, “Whyyyy? You can’t come to me out of nowhere saying you broke up with your boyfriend and not tell me what happened! How am I supposed to comfort you? I thought we were friends Y/n! Now you’re keeping secrets from me! Unbelievable.” He was being overly dramatic, as usual.

You smacked his shoulder glaring at Wooyoung. “When it comes to my pride, yes I’d rather keep secrets. You can comfort me by shutting up and having a movie night with me.” He groaned, his body melting into his couch. You’d come over unannounced after the final meeting with your boyfriend. Or ex boyfriend now. If you could even call him that. The relationship not lasting even 2 months.

“She shows up to my apartment unannounced, crying might I add, and then yells at me when I ask what happened.” He speaks to himself in disbelief, getting up off his couch to make some snacks for the impromptu movie night. “Love you too!” You yelled back to his muttering. He turned, sticking a tongue out at you before disappearing into his kitchen.

You let out a deep sigh. Of course you wanted to tell him what happened. It was just too embarrassing to admit out loud. Plus you don’t think he’d let you live it down. It’s not like you weren’t close but you never really spoke about sex with Wooyoung. Telling him your boyfriend broke up with you because you refused to have sex with him due to your lack of experience would be too much to handle. For all he knew, you were a pro at sex. You couldn’t imagine having to face the truth. You were a virgin and it bothered you. You were embarrassed. What was there to be embarrassed of? Nothing at all yet you couldn’t help but feel ashamed. It was all stupid and in your head. But you couldn’t shake that feeling.

It wasn’t long before Wooyoung came back with a bowl of popcorn and some hot drinks to share. He grabbed a blanket to share as well before sitting down next to you.

“Alright, since you won’t tell me what happened we’re just going to move on and pretend everything is okay. Come here” He said gesturing his arms out for you to cuddle into like usual. You blushed at his mentioning of your break up again before moving into his arms. He felt warm and cozy around you. You snuggled as close as physically possible, wanting nothing more than to be fully engulfed with him and his warmth. “Cold? I can get another blanket?” He offered, noticing your closeness.

You shook your head, “It’s just comforting. Thank you for being here for me, even if I don’t feel comfortable saying what happened yet.” Smiling up at him as you spoke. A small smile crept onto his face as well. “No worries love, that’s what friends are for no?” He rubbed the top of your hair as you both giggled, you rolling your eyes at his cheesy words.

He picked out a movie for the two of you to watch since you insisted he chose for the night. It didn’t matter to you because you could feel your eyelids getting heavy. It was mere minutes into the movie before you fell asleep. Wooyoung didn’t really notice until soft snores began to leave your sleeping body. He squeezed the arm that was around you, only pushing yourself close to him. He smiled at you and watched as you softly breathed in and out. His chest tight as he thought about the earlier events. He hated seeing you cry and to not know what happened was killing him.

“I hope you trust me enough to tell me what happened one day. I love you Y/n.” He muttered to your sleeping body, leaving a small peck on the top of your head. Little did he know, you weren’t fully asleep. His cuddling had woken you up only minutes before. You debated whether or not to just suck it up and tell him what happened. What is the worst that could happen? He finds out you are a virgin? So what? No sane person would mock you for that.

“Y/n?” You heard Wooyoung speak, interrupting your thoughts. “Y/n? I can see your eyebrows furrowing, I know you’re awake.” You could hear the amusement in his voice. Your eyes fluttered open to meet his, sitting up now beside him. “Feeling better?” He asked, trying to read your facial expression. “A bit.” You sighed, biting your bottom lip out of nerves.

“I actually was thinking.” You drifted off your words, breaking eye contact with the boy in front of you. He hummed encouraging you to continue with your thoughts. “I trust you with my whole being. As dramatic as that sounds.” You both chuckled at the clear anxiety in your words. Wooyoung was looking at you with the most kind face. It was hard to describe but it made you feel comfortable and warm. This is why he was your best friend. He always made you feel listened to, understood, and encouraged you to speak your mind.

“He broke up with me because I wouldn’t have sex with him.” You blurted out. You froze watching as his eyes shot open wide due to your bluntness. “I-I don't know what I was expecting but it wasn’t that.” He chuckled. “That's it? What a dick.. That is so shallow. You shouldn’t have to sleep with anyone if you don’t want to. What kind of idiot does that? And to break up with you over it too? Y/n don’t cry over douchebags like him. The right man won’t care about sex and will wait until you’re comfortable.”

You felt your cheeks getting hot. You were so beyond embarrassed for an unknown reason. You’d talked about sex with Wooyoung before but you were never the topic. It was always him and his sex life. You being on the receiving end of this conversation was making you so uncomfortable. “T-Thanks Woo. But it wasn’t just that.” You stuttered out, his face contorting in confusion. “What else happened?” He questioned. You felt yourself gulp. You wanted to scream, why was this so hard for you? Society's view on virginity was really taking a toll on you.

“H-He didn’t like the fact that I was a virgin. He made it a big deal. That's why I was so embarrassed to tell you. He made me feel like I was abnormal. I don’t know, this is so stupid.” You sighed, placing your head in your hands. You had made such a big deal out of something that was so insignificant to a majority of people. “Y/n. Was that why you were embarrassed to tell me? You didn’t want me to know you were a virgin?” He questioned, placing one of his hands onto your thigh as a way to comfort you. You kept your head in your hands, nodding a yes to confirm his question. “You really thought I was going to be bothered by that? Or laugh at you?” You felt so embarrassed for the millionth time that night.

You lifted your head looking at him finally, “YES! I’m sorry but yes. You always talk about your sex life and I thought you’d think I’m a loser. Plus that’s so embarrassing! Getting broken up with because you’re a virgin?” You felt a tear sliding down your face. This night couldn’t get any worse.

“Y/n. I love you so much, you’re my best friend. I would never in my life make fun of you for something like that. There is nothing wrong with being a virgin. You’ll be ready when you’re ready. Please don’t cry, there is nothing to be embarrassed about.” He reached his free hand to wipe your tear stained cheeks. His words only made you want to cry more. You leaned into his touch.

“I love you too. Thank you Wooyoung but who wants to have sex with a twenty year old virgin? Most people want someone experienced.” You mumbled out, not trusting your voice enough to speak loudly. Wooyoung chuckled shaking his head, “Well, if you ever want to have sex just call me.” You laughed smacking his arm, “Shut up, I’m being serious!” You rolled your eyes at him. “I am too! I wouldn’t mind. Especially if it made you feel better.” His face was straight. You analyzed it, making sure he wasn’t teasing you like usual. “Wait really? You would do that? Would that not be weird?” You asked, words coming out quickly due to shock. “Why would it be weird? I’ve known you forever. Nothing you could do would make me not want to be your friend anymore. I mean unless maybe you murdered someone. But that would depend on the person because if it was your ex, I think I could let that slid-”

“Wooyoung, please shut up.” You laughed at his rambling, finding it awfully cute. He laughed as well, “Sorry, but my point stands. If you want your first time to be with someone you’re comfortable with. I’ll always be here, legs wide open.” He joked, making your nerves settle.

“I mean. I think I’d be down? I trust you.” Your mouth moving faster than your head. Did you just agree to having sex with Wooyoung? Your best friend? Were you crazy? I mean he was extremely hot, it is not like you’d never had the thought before. But it was just a stupid dream, not something you’d want to act on. At least you didn’t think so until right now. Maybe it was the horniness overtaking you, or the fact that he had comforted you so well. But you were ready to have sex with him if he prompted it.

“Wait actually? I didn’t think you’d agree so fast!” He chuckled, eyes wide open with one of his hands covering his mouth in disbelief. “Think about it! Wouldn’t it be best if my first time was with someone I know and trust? I don’t think I could emotionally handle my first time being a one night stand. Plus what if I do something wrong? Or they do something wrong? At least we can communicate without there being any awkward tension. Well, minimum awkward tension.” You were fully onboard now with his idea. It just made sense especially since he made it clear it wouldn’t ruin your friendship for him.

“Okay so. I didn’t really think it would happen this fast, wow. Uh do you have a time preference? Would now be too soon? Would you like to schedule a date?” You cut him off with a scoff, “I am NOT scheduling a dick appointment.” You both laughed, tension easing at the reminder that you are friends who are comfortable with one another. You trusted him with your whole body and mind. There was no need to be nervous. “S-so now?” He asked shyly.

“Please don’t clam up on me now. You need to be the confident one here. I don’t want to feel like I’m forcing you or anything.” You trailed off, looking down at your hands that were placed on your lap. “No!” He shouted quickly, shocking you. “Oh, uh sorry. I meant you aren’t forcing me. I was the one who made the offer in the first place. I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t fully prepared to follow through. I just am a little nervous that I won't meet your standards.” He spoke softly. You smiled at him, “Meet my standards? Woo, be serious. I have no one to compare you to. Plus, I’ve heard those sex stories you tell me.” You winked at him, making him laugh.

This was your dynamic, always encouraging one another. Putting your own feelings aside to make sure the other was feeling good. Of course you were nervous and you had your doubts, but you were trying to be confident to make up for Wooyoung’s timidness.

“Okay so, basic rules.” He started, more confidence in his tone, “If at any point you are uncomfortable and want to stop, tell me immediately. It won’t bother me, your pleasure is my top priority. If you like something or want me to do something tell me as well. Again, your pleasure is my number one right now.”

“We’ll take it slow, uh yeah I think that's pretty much it? Just communicate is what I’m trying to say.” He finished, maintaining eye contact the whole time. You nodded along with his words, taking it all in. You were actually about to have sex with Wooyoung. If you would’ve told your younger self this, she would’ve laughed in your face.

“Are you comfortable with kissing?” He asked, placing a hand on yours which laid on top of your lap. You nodded, feeling your whole face get hot. “I need verbal confirmation please.” He stated in a serious tone making your legs quiver. “Y-es” You managed to get out words, much to your disbelief. “Already speechless and we haven’t even started? You’re going to be fun to play with doll.” He winked. You wanted to punch him for being so snarky but you couldn’t, you just shut your eyes and took a deep breath. “Please Woo, you’re making it hard to take you seriously.”

“Who says you have to take me seriously? I just enjoy seeing how hot and bothered you get when I tease you.” He joked, cupping the right side of your face with his hand. He scooted a little closer to you, now only inches away from your face. “Close your eyes doll.” He whispered, you could feel his breath against your lips. Your eyelids fluttered shut at his command. You anticipated his next move, holding your breath as you waited for him to make the first move.

“You’re so tense.” He cut the tension, your eyes shooting open. “Wooyoung I’m going to murder you.” You joked smacking him on the arm. He winced, holding his bicep, “Ow! What was that for?!” You glared at him, “You know damn well-” He cut you off laughing,

“Okay! Okay! For real this time. Close your eyes.” You hesitated this time, Wooyoung giving you an encouraging head nod. You huffed before closing your eyes again. You waited for what felt like hours but in reality was mere seconds for Wooyoung’s lips to finally graze your own. It was a short and soft peck to start, just getting used to the feeling of kissing one another. He pulled back to look at your reaction, when you didn’t open your eyes he took it as a sign to continue. Moving back in, he reconnected his lips to yours a bit more passionate this time. It was still soft but longer, your mouths moving slowly in sync.

He moved his hands from their previous position in his lap, one cupping your jaw as the other found comfort in your hair. He leaned into it more, pushing you back further into the couch. You let him have full dominance in the kiss, encouraging him to make the next move. He slid his tongue along your bottom lip lightly, testing the grounds. He never wanted to go too far or make you uncomfortable. You opened your mouth slightly wider than before allowing him to slip his tongue between your lips. You continued like this for a while until he pulled back, lips pretty and swollen covered in a thin layer of saliva.

“Do you want to take this to my bedroom?” His voice was calm. Eyes staring intently into your own for permission to take this further. You nodded, muttering a soft ‘yes’. He took your hand in his, pulling you gently behind him as he led you to his bedroom. The room you’d been all too familiar with. This time felt different. For obvious reason of course.

He laid you delicately on his bed allowing you to sink into his comforter, your head resting against his soft pillows. He crawled on top of you starting to kiss you again. This time didn’t last too long, moving his lips down your jaw to your neck where he left wet kisseses. “Can I mark you love?” He asked between kisses. You nodded, muttering in agreement. You felt him smile into your neck as he began sucking light marks that would eventually turn a pretty shade of purple. “N-not too many” You spoke, immediately regretting it as it came out breathy. He could tell how much you were enjoying yourself from that sentence alone. “Babe. I’ve only kissed you and you’re already acting fucked out. Do I affect you that much?” He smirked looking as your face contorted at his words.

You opened your mouth to speak but you didn’t know what to say. Yes he did. Your best friend had left you speechless from kisses alone. “It’s okay doll, I can read your face very well. I know how much you’re enjoying this.” You felt your face heat up at his teasing. You knew Wooyoung was a tease but you’d never think it would translate over into the bedroom as well. You whined covering your face with your hands making him chuckle, “Okay! Okay I’ll try and stop with the teasing.. No promises though” He muttered the last part in the crook of your neck leaving chills down your body.

His hands began to travel down your body, dragging against your clothed torso. Moving until they reached the hem of your shirt which had slightly rode up during the make out session. His finger tips inched under your shirt, his warm hands now rubbing against the bare skin of your stomach. They moved to wrap around your waist pulling you closer to him. They continued caressing your torso as he kissed your neck. This continued until his hand had finally inched up enough to reach your bra.

“May i?” He asked, looking into your clouded eyes. Still in a haze from his kisses. “Yes, please” You almost begged, sitting up to allow him better access to removing your shirt and bra. You felt the cold bitter air against your nipples making you aware of how naked you were now. Moving to cover your chest, you asked Wooyoung, “Can you take off your shirt too? I don’t like being the only one naked.” He pouted at your sweetness pecking your lips, “Of course I can.”

He removed his shirt, tossing it somewhere in his room along with your own. “Better?” He asked looking deeply in your eyes, you only nodded as a reply. He laid you back down, removing your hands slowly from your chest. He analyzed your face to make sure there was no hesitation in your expression. He had your arms by your side, beginning his breast worship. He kitten licked your nipples loving how you gasped from the small spark of pleasure. While busy with one breast, he used his hand to occupy the other. You felt your body on fire. You’d never felt such pleasure before. It was different than anything you’d ever managed to do to yourself. Soft moans left your lips, encouraging Wooyoung to continue.

He switched to the opposite breast now, wanting to hurry this part up. He loved how reactive you were and couldn’t wait to get more moans out of you. You moved your right hand to play in his hair, tugging every time he nibbled your sensitive nipple. He pulled away, sitting up from his previous position, smiling at you. “Good?” He asked.

“Yes. Great actually!” You joked, making him laugh. He nodded, moving his fingers to begin removing your pants. “If you liked that, just you wait.” He winked, this time pulling your pants down in one quick motion. He sat up removing his own sweatpants making it even. He positioned your legs to be bent at the knee, situating himself to lay between your thighs. He made sure to hold eye contact as he pressed a slow kiss to your clothed heat. The contact making you whimper. He began leaving wet kisses on your thighs, with each kiss moving closer and closer to where you wanted him most. He then used one finger, tracing the damp spot in your underwear. “Enjoying yourself?” He joked, removing your panties so he could have direct contact with your cunt. Your legs shut around his head out of reflex but he stopped you, pinning your knees as far down to the bed as he could. “Now how am I supposed to eat you out if I don’t have access to this pretty little pussy?” He wore a shit eating grin on his face that you only wish you could slap off of him. But you didn’t want to take any chances on him stopping.

“Sorry Woo, Continue please.” Your voice was weak and it only drove Wooyoung crazier. He hummed, moving his face back to your dripping heat that was displayed so nicely before him. “I should warn you once I start, it’s hard to stop.” His hot breath teasing your soaked cunt. He licked up your slit collecting your juices on his tongue. “Fuck.” He muttered. “Especially when you taste this sweet.” With that he attached his mouth back on your aching pussy. Starting with bold licks between your folds, wanting to taste all of you. He ate you out like a starved man and you loved it. The moans falling past your lips were uncontrollable, never feeling a sensation so pleasurable in your life.

His lips wrapped around your neglected clit, sucking harshly wanting to hear your gasp. He chuckled against your pussy as he continued, his nose occasionally rubbing over the swollen nub. Your hands found their way into his hair again, this time tugging a lot rougher than before. He groaned against your cunt, sending waves of only pleasure up through your body.

He pulled away, this time using two fingers, collecting your juices on them. He moved up your body towards your mouth, “Open wide baby. You need to know how good you taste.” You obliged, opening your mouth for him. He inserted his two fingers into your mouth. You sucked his long, thin digits clean of all your essence groaning at the flavour. He was right, you did taste nice.

“See? I could eat your pussy all day if you’d let me.” He leaned down mumbling the words against your lips before placing a kiss on your mouth and returning to his position between your legs.

This time he entered those same two fingers into you. Your walls immediately squeezing around him. He smirked as he began thrusting the two fingers in and out of you. His pace was brutal, you could sense how eager he was becoming by the minute. “Holy shit Woo, please don’t stop” You moaned uncontrollably. You no longer had any sense of reality, just pleasure coursing through your body.

You felt a pit growing in your lower tummy, legs squeezing around Wooyoung's hand that was tucked between your thighs. He continued harshly thrusting his two fingers in and out of you, loving how much control he had over your body and your reactions.

You felt your orgasm coming on and so did he. He felt you clenching around his fingers as your high neared. Smirking, Wooyoung swiftly pulled his fingers out of your needy cunt. You whined at the loss of contact, eyebrows furrowed as you glared up at him.

“What the fuck?” Is all you managed to say. Wooyoung bursted into laughter at your reaction, loving how much he could affect you. “I didn’t want you having your first orgasm around my fingers! That’s what my cock is for silly.” He pinched your cheek, a smug look on his face.

You snapped back into reality with his words. You were now fully naked under your best friend, only a thin piece of fabric shielding him from being nude along with you. Wooyoung’s eyes travelled over your expression, trying to read your emotions.

“All good love? Would you like me to continue?” He asked, rubbing your cheek with his finger. Your soft skin against his. You evaluated his face for any signs of hesitation but he stopped you before you could say anything, “I’m beyond ready. Don’t worry about me doll, this is about you.” Leaning down he kissed you softly. It was filled with reassurance and love. He was your best friend for a reason, and you wholeheartedly trusted him.

You nodded, “I’m ready too. Just a bit nervous.” He nodded at your words.

“I’ll take it slow at first. Whatever you say goes.” He smiled before moving to remove his underwear. You sucked in a deep breath as he revealed his hard on to you. It was prettier than you imagined, not too intimidating. You let out a shaky breath making eye contact with him. He gave you a playful wink, positioning himself between your legs.

You placed your hands on his shoulders giving him a soft squeeze as a sign to continue. He lined himself up with your heat, slowly pushing himself inside you. He maintained eye contact the whole time, ensuring you were comfortable.

He noticed a furrow in your eyebrows as he was almost fully inside, stretching you in a way you’d never felt before. “Y/n? You’ve got to tell me how you’re feeling love.” His voice sounding weak. You nodded at him, “Good. Too good.” Was all you managed to say, too caught up with the delicious feeling of his cock stretching you open.

He smiled, “This is just the tip of the iceberg baby” he smirked bottoming out inside you. Your jaw dropped at the feeling, your head now thrown back onto the pillow behind you head. Your knuckles white from gripping Wooyoung’s shoulders. You heard his high pitched chuckle at your reaction. “I told you so” he wiggled his eyebrows, continuing his motions now pulling out fully before swiftly pushing himself back inside you.

He continued this watching as your face contorted in different ways. Your hands grabbing onto different parts of his body for support. Wooyoung leaned down leaving sloppy kisses all down your neck and jaw.

“Such a pretty girl for me. Letting me take your virginity? Fuck.” He kept muttering words to you, edging you on even more. “You’re doing such a good job baby. I’m so proud of you, I’m so fucking happy right now.” He continued, his thrusts picking up in speed and aggressiveness.

He was now snapping his hips into you wildly, only choked out moans leaving your mouth. “W-oo, go-d. So goo-d” Your words barely coherent to the man on top of you. But that didn’t matter, he knew exactly what you meant and that you were coming close to your orgasm.

“It’s okay pretty girl, cum for me. I want to feel your tight pussy around my cock, can you cum for me? Be a good girl for Wooyoung.” Your eyes now glued shut as you took everything in. His thrusts, his words, the pleasure building in your stomach. It was becoming too much for you to handle.

You came hard with a loud cry, pulling him down towards you. He continued fucking you through your orgasm, quickly following with his own. You felt your throbbing walls milking him of his warm cum, filling you in a way you couldn’t describe. It was addicting.

He struggled to hold himself above you as he caught his breath. You tugged on his shoulders and he lightly collapsed on top of your body. Your sweaty bodies getting stuck together.

You too struggled to catch your breath, feeling overwhelmed by everything that just happened.

After a minute of silent breathing, Wooyoung was the first to speak. “How are you? Do you need anything?” He lifted his head, eyes racking over your face and expression. You nodded softly, “water” you mumbled out. Your voice now raspy. He nodded, kissing your cheek before hoisting himself from bed. He threw on his boxers and disappeared into his kitchen.

He returned minutes later with a wet cloth and a glass of water. Handing you the water to drink as he cleaned you and himself up. He then tossed you one of his sleeping shirts before throwing himself into bed again. He pulled you down by the waist forcing you to lay facing him.

He spent a couple of seconds looking into your eyes before speaking, “So.. How was it? Did I live up to your expectations?”

You smiled at the man in front of you, “Yes. I had a very good time” you said with a giggle. You could feel your face. burning up. “Good,” he said with a smile, “I’m glad.”

“Can I ask you a question Woo?” You watched as his face contorted into confusion, “Of course. Shoot,” He waited.

“Well two questions actually.. One could we maybe, idk. Do this again sometime? Without it being all weird?” You whinced while asking, not wanting to make things awkward.

He smiled cockily, “Can’t get enough of me huh?” He joked before answering seriously, “We can do this as much as you’d like. That’s what friends are for, right?” he winked making you giggle.

“Okay. Now two.” You smiled.

He nodded in anticipation,

“Can we snuggle now? I’m sleepy.” You pouted, making him laugh. You felt your chest warm up at the sound.

“Come here dummy,” He joked pulling you into his chest.

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ride

just you riding wooyoungs face

genre: just smut 18+

warnings: face riding, oral (f receiving)

word count: 0.2k

"wooyoung.."

"shut up" his hand reaches up covering your mouth. your hips grind against his tongue, muffling his words. he start sucking at your clit, holding you still for a second then letting you grind against his tongue again.

his nose hits your clit deliciously, a quiet whimper falling from your lips. wooyoung slides his hand down to pinch at your nipples, his other hand moving you along on his tongue.

"you taste so fucking good" his words are muffled again as he holds you still, working on your clit again. you feel the pleasure building up faster than you anticipated.

"woo..fuck.." you pause feeling him bring your clit between his lips again. he hums looking up at you, your eyes looking down at him. the way his eyes are looking at you and the vibration of him humming pushes you over the edge "cumming.."

he holds you still not stopping his work from your clit, your hand covering your mouth doing your best to muffle your moans so his members wont hear. your body curls up, leaning forward over him you whimper from the on coming feeling of overstimulation.

you pull yourself off of his mouth panting. his soft laugher is heard from under you. his hand connects with you ass.

"thats what you get for saying i have a ridable nose"

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The Painter's Muse

Pairing: painter!Wooyoung x princess!reader

Word Count: 1.2k

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"Stay still, your highness."

You fidgeted in your chair, adjusting the satin dress to alleviate the stifling warmth within the famous painter's studio. The movement inadvertently exposed more of your skin, causing him to clear his throat and avert his gaze, a blush colouring his cheeks.

After enduring hours of posing, you finally voiced a plea, "Wooyoung, it's been ages. Can we please take a short break?" The subtle pout on your lips sent a rush of emotions through him, the desire to kiss you now more potent than ever.

Succumbing to your request, he nodded hastily, "Y-you're right, let's take a break. I apologise for losing track of time, princess."

In reality, both of you needed the pause to collect your thoughts and calm the rapid beating of your hearts. The artist grappled with the realisation that nurturing feelings for the princess was a forbidden path. Surely, you were destined for a match of higher societal standing, not with a mere painter. But your enchanting presence made it increasingly difficult for him to resist falling in love with you.

The intricacies of this predicament were not lost on him—the princess of Wonderland being his muse presented its own complications, especially when emotions became entangled in the delicate dance of artistry and affection.

Wrapping a robe around yourself, you opened a window to let in the fresh air while Wooyoung occupied himself with tidying up his paintbrushes and changing the water. Stealing a few glances at his familiar silhouette, you sighed, contemplating the possibility of a future with him.

Never did you anticipate that things would progress to this point. It started months ago during one of your occasional trips to the town, seeking respite from the burdens of your princess duties. The joy of blending in with the commoners, momentarily forgetting your responsibilities, was something you cherished.

As an avid art enthusiast, nothing brought you greater delight than your visits to the local art museum. Unaware of the lingering gaze fixated on your every move, you settled into your regular spot at the museum one day. Little did you know, the very artworks that captivated you were born from the inspiration drawn from you.

The painter had committed every nuance of your ethereal beauty and graceful gestures to memory from the moment you first graced the museum with your presence. While Wooyoung was no stranger to the allure of beautiful noblewomen, there was an indescribable quality about you that set you apart.

As he observed you engrossed in one of his favourite paintings—a celestial figure bearing a striking resemblance to you—he felt compelled to unravel the mystery of your identity. What had initially captivated him was your poised demeanour, but over time, his admiration had blossomed into something more profound.

You looked up, meeting his gaze as he gathered the courage to take a seat beside you, marking the first time he made his presence known. Returning his polite smile, you gestured toward the painting, "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

The artist nodded, a faint blush tinting his cheeks, "I agree. After all, it finds its full inspiration in you, my lady."

And that was how you met your favourite painter and how he discovered that his muse was none other than the sole princess of the nation. Despite the initial disbelief, he came to accept the truth, recognising the unique qualities that made you different—a true embodiment of royal elegance.

Since then, your visits to town have become more frequent, driven by the desire to spend more time with your new friend. As you grew closer, he gathered the courage to request the honour of painting you in person. Given your profound admiration for his work, you were more than happy to pose for his paintings.

Now, in one of your many sessions, there was tension lingering in the air. Both of you were acutely aware of each other in a different light as romantic feelings blossomed, leaving you both uncertain about how to address them.

Biting your lip, you shed the robe and settled back into your chair, frustration evident as Wooyoung deliberately avoided meeting your gaze. The awareness of mutual feelings lingered, yet the uncertainty weighed heavily. Both of you, usually playful and carefree, now trod cautiously, reluctant to overstep any boundaries.

It irked you—the palpable connection between you, the unspoken desire—yet the circumstances demanded a careful dance around your emotions.

Deep down, you pondered the unfairness of it all. If your brother, the crown prince, could marry a palace maid, why should there be obstacles for you and a talented painter like Wooyoung? Besides, he was no ordinary artist but a renowned one. Why should anyone else dictate who you could be with?

The resolve built within you. The opinions of others mattered little. No one can tell you what to do; you were the princess, and this is the man you love.

To hell with it. You're mine, Jung Wooyoung.

Opting to revive your playful side, you deliberately shifted around, purposefully trying to get on the artist's nerves. A smirk played on your lips when he emitted a tired sigh, "Princess, please, why are you being so difficult today?"

Your scoff echoed through the studio, "You're acting as if you don't already know what a brat I can be. Admit it, you secretly enjoy it."

He rolled his eyes, visibly uneasy as you continued your antics, causing your dress to ride up and reveal more skin, "Just sit still; we're almost done."

Crossing your legs, you shot him a defiant glare, "Well, what if I don't want it to be done?"

Frustrated, he set his brush down, reciprocating your glare, "I swear, princess, if you don't cooperate—"

With a challenging gaze, you interrupted, "And what exactly will you do about it?" Your taunt hung in the air as he shot up from his seat, advancing toward you, "Will you quit being a brat?" He growled.

You grinned mischievously, "Make me."

Unable to resist any longer, he muttered, "You asked for it, princess." Without a moment's hesitation, he leaned down, kissing you hard enough to leave both of your lips tingling and bruised. This was it; he was tired of feigning indifference, tired of concealing the depths of his love for you. The pretence was no longer sustainable; he craved to have you close to him every second of every day.

You smiled against his lips, reciprocating the fervour of his kiss. He pulled you close, orchestrating a swift turn until he was seated, and you straddled him on his lap.

Breaking the kiss, you both caught your breath as he rested his forehead against yours. Tenderly caressing his cheeks, you whispered, "I love you, Wooyoung."

His arms tightened around your waist, overwhelmed with emotion at finally hearing those words from you, "Are you sure, your highness? What would the people think?"

Cupping his jaw, you locked eyes with him, "It doesn't matter what they think; no one can stop me. Now, will you submit or stand beside me?"

Biting his lip, he responded, "I'll be on my knees, worshipping you for the rest of my life. I love you too, my princess."

By the end of the day, you found yourself subjected to endless teasing from your royal tutor. It seemed like a fitting revenge for your previous interference in his love life. Secretly, you relished the playful banter; it meant that what you and Wooyoung shared was real.

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Almost Home

→ Summary: Your boyfriend looks extra yummy when he's in the driver seat, which tends to turn you into a feral, needy animal.

↠ wooyoung x f.reader | 712 words | 18+ ↠ genre: smut, pwp, established relationship

→ Warnings: roadhead, oral (male receiving), ball squeezing, teasing, slightly bratty!reader, cock choking & cock swallowing if you squint lol, praise kink, slight exhibitionism & voyeurism, i think that’s it but let me know if i missed something

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“We’re surrounded by other vehicles right now, you can’t wait?” Wooyoung exasperates, exhaling a breath as your hands slide up his thigh.

“Just drive faster so no one sees me face first in your lap. It’ll be fine,” you shrug nonchalantly.

“But we’ll be home soon,” he points out lamely, trying to distract you - and himself.

You can’t wait though, he looks almost too good. There’s just something about the way he sits in the driver’s seat, exuding confidence and control, both of which have heat pooling in your center. It's the way he owns the space, completely in charge, and it’s making you lose your mind.

“Let me suck you off, please?” you whine. “I’ve missed you, all of you. Especially your pretty dick. I know it missed me too.” You lean over the center console of his car to kiss his neck, letting your hand dip in between his legs to cup his package. He hisses at the initial contact, then melts into your touch. He secretly loves it when you praise any part of him, even if you use the word pretty in the same sentence.

“Baby,” he groans, tipping back against the headrest and swallowing hard.

“I’ll stop if you really want me to,” you say, massaging him through his pants.

“Fuck,” he grips the steering wheel tighter while increasing speed, “Don’t you dare stop.”

Dipping into his pants after undoing them, you free his hardening length from the layers of fabric. You’re mesmerized by the little beads of pre-cum that spill out of his angry tip. Using your thumb, you smear them across his velvety flesh before immediately taking him in your mouth. The head of his length alone is enough to fill your mouth.

Wooyoung’s body stiffens from the sudden contact, and he might have accidentally swerved into the other lane, just for a second, when your teeth graze along the underside of his heavy head.

Christ.

Removing your mouth from him, you kiss every inch of his thickening length, effectively teasing him until more pre-cum leaks from his small hole.

His body reacts with another shudder when your other hand goes lower to cup his balls, your palm tightening around them when you leave another feather-light kiss on the very tip top of his member just to drive him crazy.

“You’re such a brat. Stop teasing and start choking on my cock already,” he grumbles, using his free hand to shove your face back down.

You comply, wrapping your hand around his girth and lowering your mouth around him. Mmm, you definitely missed this.

Hollowing your cheeks, you take him in further and further until your sputtering along his length.

Wooyoung loves the way your mouth stretches to take all of him. If he wasn’t so hyper focused on not crashing the car, he’d fuck the hell out of your mouth right now. He’ll make time for that later, you know, once you make it home.

Coming up for air, you grin toward your boyfriend while a string of saliva falls from your mouth. “I swear I’ll never get enough of this, enough of you,” you moan.

Wooyoung watches intently as you take in his full length again, only breaking eye contact when he needs to check the road.

“Look at you, you’re unreal. Do you know that?” He says, his eyes burning into yours as he looks down at you again. He rubs a fallen piece of hair out of your face. “Just gorgeous.”

His words make your panties wetter than they already are and you squeeze your legs together for some kind of relief.

You continue to play with his balls as you hum around him while he’s deep in your throat, a move you’ve learned that will send him spiraling right over the edge.

A few seconds later, his hips jerk and he twitches inside you. His hot, seedy release shoots down the back of your throat while he lets out the most delicious moan you’ve ever heard.

“Mmm,” you say, licking your lips once you pull yourself off him. “That was fun. Now take me home and dick me down properly as a thank you.”

He shakes his head, the corners of his lips curling into a smile, “As you wish.”

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Paring: Wooyoung x afab reader (she/her pronouns)

Summary: You and Wooyoung have been best friends every since you could remember, however, when that friendship is trialed by the temptation of lust, desire, and seduction, how will it play out?

Genre: +18 content so MDNI, friends to lovers, friends to fwb!, crack, heavy smut!, tooth-rotting fluff at the end

Word Count: 2k+

Warnings: mean!dom!Woo, switch(?)brat!reader, unprotected!sex! (Woo uses pull out method; wrap it before you tap it), brat!taming!, spanking!, hair!pulling!, heavy degrading!, praising!, manhandling!, orgasm!denial!, pet!names! (baby, sugar, kitten, pretty, princess, slut!, whore!, sir!, good!girl!, sweet!girl!, etc.), mentions of breeding!, sub!space!, possession!, dumbification!, dacryphilia! and free!use!

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“YAH YOU BITCH GIVE ME BACK MY CHIPS,” Wooyoung screeched from across the room, clambering up from the makeshift pillow fort he created for tonight’s movie marathon as he stampeded after you in a seething, determined rage. “NEVER,” you hollered back, clutching the fluorescent green packet closer to your chest as you ducked and evaded his attacks, leaping behind the kitchen island and situating it between the two of you, adrenaline pumping through your veins. “I SWEAR TO GOD Y/N, I WILL BEAT YOUR ASS IF YOU DON’T GIVE IT BACK,” he lunged forward in an attempt to grab the snacks. You twisted it out of reach, causing him narrowly miss it by a centimetre. You snickered at his pitiful effort as you turned your back to make your grand escape, already basking in your victorious thievery.

Suddenly, you felt a strong grip reef you back, forcing a gasped cry to escape your lips and causing you to collide against the kitchen bench as muscular arms imprisoned you between the counter and Wooyoung’s clothed abdomen. At your disoriented state, he seized the opportunity to snatch his snack back and, to your despite, dangled them in the air with his left hand as a winning smirk graced his face. Well shit, you grimaced, thrashing and wriggling around in a miserable attempt to escape. “Naw.. poor baby can’t free herself?” Wooyoung cooed as a sadistic chuckle erupted from his throat at your pathetic endeavour.

“Shut up,” you hiss as a venomous stare morphed your face, a searing rouge blooming across your neck and cheeks. Eventually, you managed to wrangle your arm free, rising on your tippy toes to reach the chip packet, only for him to raise it higher, acquiring a pleasurable delight at your humiliating suffering. “Hmph,” you huffed as you crossed your arms at your inevitable defeat, a pout forming upon your lips. You had to think of a way to obtain the snacks without further embarrassing yourself. You had to think of something smart… something clever… something unexpected…

Ding💡

A sly grin spread across your face as you gazed up at him with a sultry glance, a hint of deviance and mischief within your eyes. Wooyoung quirked an eyebrow, already suspicious of your sudden mood change. Gingerly, you delicately placed your hands across his chest, pressing yourself against his shirt as you leant upward towards his face, eyes flickering down at his lips momentarily. “W-what are you doing?” he stammered, unsure how to respond. You let out a soft giggle, reaching up to caress his face. “I don’t know what you mean Woo,” you murmured sensually in his ear, leaving a peck against his lobe and peering at the lowering chip packet as he slowly began to let his guard down. This may have been one of the stupidest ideas I’ve ever had yet, you thought as he further lulled into your teasing actions. But hey, it’s working.

His right arm snaked around your waist, tightening his grip like a vice as he pressed you closer to his chest. A smirk adorned your face as you continued to trail soft kisses down along his nape and collarbone. Wooyoung’s breath hitched at a particular spot, closing his eyes and automatically tilting his head, allowing more mobility to your antics. You began to snuck and nip on that area, earning a choked gasp from his parted lips, the snack almost within reach. C’mon… just a little closer. “Does it feel good?” you whispered, further maintaining your facade as you received an eager nod, the chip packet lowering further. A smirk adorned your face. Gotcha.

Instantly, you lurched forward, the packet almost within reach, when suddenly, you were spun around, your face smushing against the cool marble countertop as the snack was flung to the side. Your wrists were pinned by Wooyoung’s hand, his hips pressing against your ass and your eyes widening in surprise as you took note of the very evident boner protruding between your upper thighs. He leant down, using his free hand to brush aside your hair, his hot breath tickling the side of your neck, sending shivers down your spin. “Did you really think I wouldn’t notice your stupid plan, sugar?” He let out a breathy chuckle. “Such a needy, little slut, willing to throw herself at me to get what she wants.”

He bucked his hips, a sharp gasp escaping from you. You began to struggle against his grasp in an attempt to set yourself free when a searing crack whipped against your ass. A startled cry echoed the room as you subconsciously rubbed your legs together to ease the lapping arousal. “Tut, tut, tut,” he scorned. “Don’t be a brat now, you’re already in deep shit for teasing me before.” You scoffed, feeling your defiant inner whore emerging from within. “Look at you, acting so prestigious and authoritative. What happened to the whiny, submissive, breedable, little bitch that was being so obedient earlier?”

Your hair was reefed back, a stinging pain sizzling across your skull. “Watch your tongue, kitten. Unless you want to be punished right here, right now, I suggest you keep that pretty little mouth shut,” Wooyoung seethed, twisting his grip in your hair, causing you to shut your eyes at the discomfort. You gritted your teeth as you knuckled the countertop. “I’d like to see you try, sub,” you spat, snapping your eyes open as you stared directly into his, a brewing sinister lust swirling within them at your snarky comment. A dark snigger rumbled within his throat as he yanked you closer. “You asked for it, slut,” he whispered.

You were thrusted to the ground as Wooyoung manhandled your limbs on all fours in doggy-style, tightening his hold on your hair. “Now listen here, slut,” he tugged for emphasis as he forced your legs apart, pressing his hard cock against your throbbing heat. “We are going to use the traffic light system; green for go, yellow for slow down, red for stop. You can say these words at any time, but if I determine you are only saying them to be a brat,” he smacked your ass once again as you bit your lip at the sting. “your punishment will be worse. Am I understood?” You gave no response, a rebellious grin gracing your lips as you took pleasure in challenging his authority.

Wooyoung poked the inside of his cheek, displeased with you disobedient behaviour. Suddenly, your pyjama pants were yanked down to your knees. His hand whipped against your ass in one swift motion. You gasped, mouth agape as tears prickled your eyes. You rocked your hips against his before he stilled your antics with another slap. “I said am I understood, kitten?” His words were venom, his grip tightening against your hair as his other dug his fingers into the side of your hip. You winced slightly as you nodded, bitting your tongue to resist the urge of snapping back. “Words please princess,” Wooyoung pulled against you hair once more. “Yes. Sir,” you forced out.

A sly grin twisted across his face at the nickname, releasing your hair and brushing it to the side in an affectionate manner. “See that wasn’t so hard, was it?” He cooed, earning a sarcastic eye roll from you. “Now when I ask for your colour, you’re going to respond to me loud and clear. Am I understood?” “Yes Woo,” you spoke disinterestedly, beginning to admire your nails in boredom to further rile him up. He clicked his tongue. He gave you one last chance. “Now what colour are you princess?” “What does it matter if you’re too much of a pussy to fuck me?” You snarled. His grip tightened against your hip. So much for being able to walk tomorrow.

Wooyoung sighed, faux disappointment smothering his face. “And here I thought you would be my good girl..,” his voice deepened an octave, the atmosphere becoming dark and thick with lust. Suddenly, you didn’t feel as confident anymore. Your arms began to quiver, your heartbeat racing. “I guess you’ll just always be a filthy,“ *spank* “no-good,” *spank* “bratty whore who just wants her dirty cunt to be filled,” *spank* “used,” *spank* “and abused,” he degraded as he gave your ass a final crack, forcing a choked moan from your throat. Oh, you were in deep shit. “I bet you’re already soaking, kitten. I can smell your pungent arousal from here,” he seethed, tugging down your damp panties and taking a deep inhale of your scent. Quickly, he plunged two fingers into your wet cunt, pumping in and out at a fast pace. “WOO,” you yelped in surprise. “You’re dripping like a fucking bitch in heat,” he spat.

“Such a dirty, needy, little slut, acting naughty just so she can be disciplined and get her fucking cunt used and filled with my seed,” he mocked, already probing your entrance with a third finger. “You’d like that wouldn’t you? Just to be my personal fuck toy; too dumb and stupid to think of anything else other than beg for my cock and to be bred.” Your legs began to tremble as your desperate whines increased, reverberating across the room. Your inner brat was finally beginning to conform. “P-please s-sir,” you begged, “s-slow d-down.” “Hmm…” he pondered tauntingly, gradually increasing his pace just to spite you. You cried out, bucking your hips to synchronise with his antics as a dirty smile graced his lips. “I don’t think I will,” he snickered. “Filthy whores like you are only here to be used as a set of holes; ready for anyone to slip their cock in and milk them dry.”

Your walls clamped around his fingers, his vile degrading further fuelling your humiliation and arousal, the approach of your orgasm becoming evident. “Pretty thing‘s gonna come?” He teasingly cooed, his thumb snaking his way to your clit, rubbing it in harsh circular motions as your pussy twitched at his rough antics. You frantically nodded, biting your bottom lip in anticipation of the euphoric feeling. “A-almost th-ere!!” you cried out. You were teetering on the edge of your peak, a dazed sheen glossing over your eyes. Just as you were teetering on the edge of tranquility, he pulled out and wiped his fingers against your reddened ass in mock disgust, taking satisfaction in your displeasure.

“WOOOO,” you whined as hot tears began to prickle the corners of your eyes. “W-why’d you do t-that?” you sniffled, your mind beginning to fog. “Poor baby,” he taunted. “This was your punishment, remember? Disobedient brats don’t get to cum.” You hit the ground with your fists in frustration as searing streams of tears raced down your cheeks. You felt cheated. How could he be this cruel? He softly cupped your chin, catching the stray droplets as he cooed at your anger. “Naw.. sweet girl’s having a tanty because she didn’t get to cum?” Faux sympathy crossed his features as he formed a fake pout, taunting you further. “S-sir,” You whimpered in desperation, your eyes glassing over at his condescending words as your mind began to cloud further.

“Are you ready to be a good girl now?” He softly asked, becoming conscious of your emerging sub space. “Y-ye-yes sir, p-please. Just wa-nna make you feel good. U-use me please,” you begged, willing to do anything to relieve your aching cunt. He smiled amorously, gently caressing your damp cheek with his thumb, his demeanour flipping. “Only because you asked so nicely,” he lightly teased, undoing the string of his pyjama pants before slowly tugging them down. His hard member sprung free, knocking against your weeping pussy and causing you to release a jolted whimper.

Carefully, he guided himself in, your mouths hanging agape at the sensation. Inch by inch, he sunk further in, resisting the urge to cum from the way your walls were squeezing him like a vice. Finally, he bottomed out inside, a breath of relief escaping both your lips. “O-oh my god,” he whined, never imagining you felt this good. He stayed still so you could adjust to his size, despite the primal yearn to rail you senseless. After a moment, he began to slowly buck his hips, your walls clamping around his dick as you felt every vein that etched his pretty length through his languid and sensual motions. Quiet moans escaped your throat as you dug your nails into your palms, your body rocking back and forth at his gentle thrusts. “F-faster,” you pleaded, sensing the quick approach of your orgasm. At your command, he began to piston his hips as the sudden sound of skin slapping echoed across the room. Your head flung back as a loud whine erupted from your throat, your back arching and your limbs quivering as he continued to pound inside of you.

“Does my pretty feel good?” He cooed, placing gentle kisses across your bare shoulders. “Y-YES SIR,” you cried, the edges of your eyes becoming a searing white as his hand snaked underneath to rub your clit. “Who does this pussy belong to?” he smacked your ass as a carnal possessiveness pooled in his lustful eyes, taking great delight at the sight of you falling apart on his hard cock. “Y-YOU,” you howled. Your sopping cunt began to rapidly pulsate as you felt the oncoming arrival of your orgasm. “Hold it,” he hissed, thrusting into you faster as he chased his own high, desperate to cum with you. You whined loudly, straining every muscle in your body to try and fulfil his demand. “C-can’t hold it for much l-longer, sir,” you gasped as your ears began to ring and your body ached in need of release. “Okay pretty, cum for me.”

That was all you needed before a high pitched moan resonated around the room as you squirted on him, your juices seeping into your discarded clothes and swamping across the kitchen floor. Swiftly, Wooyoung pulled out, hurriedly jacking himself off before spilling his seed across the expanse of your back as the warm substance pooled against your sweaty skin. You collapsed, your body shaking from exhaustion and your mind on the verge of passing out. The room stood still, only the sounds of your heavy pants and palpitating hearts could be heard as you both slowly ebbed away from your tranquil bliss.

After he composed himself, Wooyoung clambered up, retrieving a couple of tissues and a cool bottle of water from the fridge. He sat back down, carefully dabbing away both your cum, being cautious as to not drip anymore onto the floor. He threw them aside once he was done and gently manoeuvred you onto his lap, cracking the bottle open and tilting your head upwards. You swallowed the soothing liquid in hasty gulps as he patiently waited for you to finish. “T-thanks-s” you croaked, wincing as you spoke, your throat feeling coarse like sand paper. He let out a quiet giggle before taking a swig himself. “Do you wanna have a bath?” He queried, screwing the cap back on and setting the bottle on the counter. You frantically nodded, in desperate need for a calming, relaxing soak after the wild abuse your limbs experienced. He picked you up bridal-style, making his way to the bathroom as he affectionately pecked the bridge of your nose.

When the temperature was right, he placed you into the warm tub, joining you soon after. Grabbing a loofah, he gently scrubbed your back, his demeanour now attentive and loving. You guys basked in comfortable silence, sharing endearing pecks here and there and playfully splashing one another as you both bathed in the lulling water. Once you were done, Wooyoung carefully placed you on the counter, taking his sweet time to dry you off, a tender affection invading his presence. After you were dried, he carried you back to the abandoned pillow fort, placing you on top of his chest as you both shared a passionate kiss, taking in the sweet bliss of the pure love for one another. Gently, he pulled back as an adoring smile graced his lips. “I love you,” he whispered as he caressed your face, his eyes swirling with fondness and love. “I know,” you teased as your received a jesting eye roll in response. You leant back down to peck his lips. “I love you too.” An amorous warmth kindled within both your chests as you snuggled into one another, slipping into a peaceful sleep.

A/N: Hi guys, thank you so much for reading my fic :)) Please feel free to reblog on tumblr, give me any feedback (all is welcome), and if you have any fic ideas/thoughts please comment them and I’ll make sure to tag you in the post. Have a wonderful day/night and I hope to see y’all soon <33

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