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Why did nobody tell me this existed
LOOK AT WOOYOUNG! HE LOOKS SO FUCKIN GOOD
I mean we been knew, this man is the embodiment of perfection. He was crafted by the gods!
I know i gush about Woo all the time and you’re probably all sick of it but he’s my ult and his existence brings me happiness
Sweet Dreams ☾˚✧
pairing: best friend!wooyoung x reader
wordcount: 2k
content: Playing with your best friend's hair seems to do more to him than you think.
warnings: nsfw, slight somno, dom!wooyoung, sub!reader, petnames (baby, babe, sweetheart, love, honey) afab!reader, no use of gendered pronouns but words like cunt, clit etc. are used, nipple play, cunnilingus, wooyoung is still a brat, lmk if im missing anything!
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He squeezed your waist as you continued to brush his soft locks, letting out soft snores against your thigh. You swiped your finger over what he called his "dot", before returning to playing with his dark strands.
Wooyoung had been by your side since your first year of college, sitting down next to you on the first day; He purposely flicked his pencil onto your desk to distract you both from the task at hand.
"whatcha doing?" He said to you in a failed attempt at whispering. You gave him a quick side eye before returning to your work and dropping his pen on his desk.
"The work. I'm doing the work."
"Cool! Cool… what was the work again?" You finally give him a proper look at his face. Fuck, he's gorgeous. The mischievous grin he had plastered across his face was angelically evil and you could hardly tear your eyes away as you analysed his perfect features.
"Like something you see?" He ran his tongue against his top teeth as you stared back at him in now horror.
"What?" you yell, flustered and loud enough for a few classmates to whip their heads in your direction with a glare.
"My name's Wooyoung, you?" He-Wooyoung carried on as though nothing happened, as you noticed he was holding your phone and adding his number, texting himself so he could save yours.
"y/n, but what are you-" The professor announced the class was over and Wooyoung had already hopped out of his chair and walked to the exit, before turning around one last time,
"Talk soon, yeah?" He softly smiled at you and left.
That's what led you here, as his sleepy sounds echoed in the silence of your bedroom. The laptop that had been previously playing the movie you were watching on mute, careful not to wake him up. It was the last day of exams and you were both taking your well-deserved rest. Wooyoung looked so innocent in his slumber; long lashes resting on his smooth cheek, hands squeezing tighter around you occasionally as if he wasn't already close enough to you. He was so… kissable.
Fuck, you shouldn't be thinking about that - You had been trying your best to forget the silly flutter you felt in your chest when you thought about your best friend. You knew better to feel this way about Wooyoung, but every time he invaded your personal space, which was a lot, the ache in your stomach became worse with each touch. To say you were suffering right now would be an understatement.
"Mmhm…." Wooyoung hummed in his sleep, fidgeting against your outstretched leg under him. You stared at his lips as he huffed again.
"You having a dream woo?" You knew he was still too deep in his sleep to hear you, but you still hoped he would wake up and put you out of your misery. He shuffled against your leg again and squeezed you once more, rolling his hips slightly.
Was… was he hard?
"woo, seriously" he cut you off with a whimper against your waist, his jaw dropping open slightly to let the noise slip out onto you. Your muscles froze as he grinded on your leg, desperate for friction. You tried to escape the grip of the boy but as you shuffled away he only readjusted his tight hold on you and pulled you further down grinding into your inner thigh. You could feel yourself getting wet at the situation as well as the growing patch on your thigh from Wooyoung's precum leaking through his jogging bottoms.
"y/n, fuck" his sleepy form dug his nails into your lower back making you moan at the pain and pleasure, making you squirm enough to-
"y/n?" Wooyoung was looking up at your restless form, worry forming in his darkened eyes as he tried to halt the drag of his hips against your crotch. Your own body holding back the urge to push your hips up to him closing the minuscule gap between your heated bodies.
"Woo,
I'm sorry I should've woken you up-"
"y/n, please shut up for like two seconds" Wooyoung breathily whispers before reaching up to your face and lunging his lips against yours. His kiss was overflowing with desperation as he gripped the back of your neck to pull you towards his form, resuming his hips movements over your clothes. You could feel his head pressing down into your cunt through the stupid amount of layers separating your bodies.
"Fuck baby, you think I can get these off you?" Wooyoung whispered sweetly into your ear, snapping the waistband of your sweatpants and grazing his teeth against the sensitive skin under your ear. You tried to wriggle them off by yourself but Wooyoung wanted to hear your words.
"words baby." He peered through his long lashes.
"please Wooyoung."
"'Please Wooyoung' what?" Oh, what a bastard. He was getting off on being bratty despite his growing need in his pants getting harder by the second. Knowing Wooyoung meant you knew he wasn't gonna give up this fight no matter how in need he was.
"Woo take these off me right I swear to god" He snatched your sweatpants from your waist along with your undies and stuffed them in his pocket before you could finish your threat.
"Honey you're soaked, all from me rubbing up on you while I was asleep? that's dirty." his hoarse voice seeped through a wide grin. He dragged his thumb against your cunt, spreading your arousal to your sensitive clit.
"Shit! Wooyoung, please oh my god" you whined under his soft touch.
"Not God, love, I'm better" He gave you a wink before lowering his head to kiss down your thighs, each kiss nearing further to your aching cunt as you pleaded and begged him to end your suffering. Your hips lift as his lips latch around your clit, tongue moving expertly against it while he slides a digit into your begging hole. It wasn't enough. You needed him, his cock to fill you. As though he could hear your thoughts raging around your head, he takes his mouth off you for a second.
"I need you wet enough to take me, sweetheart, I can't go hurting you now can I?"
"Wooyoung I can take it you dickhead, please," You pant, tipping your head back.
"You're so impatient, can't even let me enjoy my meal" He huffed wiping his mouth, standing up to untie his sweats and rip them off, "You got a condom?" He looked at your bedside drawer and opened it before giving you a chance to answer. He closed his palm around a small silver vibrator and presented it to you.
"you think about me when you use this baby?" he bit his lip as he examined the toy, turning it on to feel the vibrations on his fingertips. "You probably touch yourself with this while whining my name under your breath, huh." You shivered under him at the filth spilling out of his mouth, your own words stuck in the back of your throat at the sight of him. You leant up to tug his shirt off of him, desperate to feel his skin against yours, thighs clenching together as your eyes take in his naked form.
"please." Your whimper was enough for Woo to reach back into the drawer and fish for a condom, finally pulling one out and ripping the foil with his teeth as his other hand busied itself massaging your thigh. He slipped the condom over his hard length, groaning at the feeling of how turned on he was and leaned over your form.
"you sure?" He looked into your eyes, looking for any doubt or concern and being met with nothing but lust and your love for the boy.
"Wooyoung, now please, please" He cut off your begs, his tip slapping against your clit and meeting the entrance of your cunt, pressing into you with a hard thrust. You knew he was big but the feeling of your hole being filled so well had you writhing under him at the stretch.
"shit woo, I'm gonna cum," You pant, not registering your blabbering.
"Then cum baby, but I'm not done with you yet," He nipped at the skin of your collarbone, leaving a trail of blooming marks on your skin that made you whine. He thrusts into you a few more times before feeling you clench around him, feeling your release leak onto his cock, not halting his movements. He rocked himself deep into you, slowly turning the feeling of overstimulation into mind-breaking pleasure. The way he slammed into you every few strokes brought you back to the reality of him burying his length in your wet cunt. All you could muster was a string of moans mangled with his name, the pleasure suffocating your ability to think comprehensibly.
"My cock making you forget your words, babe, ah, fuck you're so cute under me. " He ran his tongue along your sternum, before latching his mouth onto your aching nipple. Ludicrous noises of his mouth lapping at your skin, his lips leaving your nipple with a pop before moving to the other and repeating his actions. You could only moan in reply, wrapping one arm around the back of his head to play with the hair at the nape of his neck, the other dragging your nails across his back in a way that was sure to leave a few marks by the time you were done.
before you could process what was happening you heard a buzzing noise coming from the boy's hand, "Better give this a go shall we? wanna see you come undone again." Your eyes shot open as you felt the cold metal vibrator around your clit, Wooyoung running it up and down as to deny your your second orgasm for a bit longer while his own began to build. He snapped his hips into you harshly, still with a consistent rhythm despite him slowly losing a grip on his sanity being buried so deep in you. His cock managed to brush up on your g-spot with every slam making you see stars.
You felt the vibrations directly on your clit now, your screams filling your bedroom as he continued to drive into your aching cunt - with the extra stimulation you were on the edge of your orgasm, and Wooyoung was basking in your noises, hips movements growing more sloppy by the second. The dirty noises from the base of his cock meeting your soaked cunt mixed with your moans in the air had his eyes rolling back.
"Woo I'm gonna- I can't-"
"You gonna ah- you gonna come on my cock again? Do it, I know you can" He grunted into your ear, voice hoarser than before. Your cunt squeezed his aching member as you came around him once again, feeling the condom swell with his own release inside your sore walls. He continued to roll his hips into you, riding out your orgasms together till you were done.
He looked into your eyes, and to your lips before connecting them again. You wrapped your hand around the back of his neck to pull him in closer, desperate to be close to him still.
"I need to pull out and get you cleaned up love," He whispered to you as you protested, wanting to feel him in you for a bit longer. As he pulled out, you let out an airy moan, sighing at the loss of feeling full. Wooyoung tied the condom and tossed it in the trash before pulling his boxers up and leaving to get something to clean up with.
You watch the way he moved as he helped clean you up, before pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead.
"Woo-"
"I love you y/n." You whip your head up to look at him, a little annoyed he just stole the words out from your mouth.
"I was gonna say that! You bastard i wanted to say i love you first!" He let out a high pitched laugh at your pouting face, before reaching to you and kissing you softly.
"You snooze you lose, love."
oh my god i've wanted to write for woo so bad, its kind of shocking out of all the members I wrote woo as a dom but the heart wants what the heart wants❤️🩹❤️🩹 sorry for not posting in forever but I've had noooo motivation it's been ass 💔 thank you for reading !!!!
also this isn't proof read so most likely some mistakes 🙏
Wooyoung fucks- loves your thighs
Message: [Hope you're alright ! Hum, what do you think about thighs fucking with Wooyoung from Ateez ?]
Now THAT is interesting ! You know how people are always like 'is he a ass or chest man ?' HUH, that little mf would definitely come back home and put his dick between your thighs. Chest is great, comfy and malleable, yeah. Ass is spankable (I now this word does,'t exist don't come for my throat) and it helps him when he wanna have a good grab on something while he's fucking you from behind. BUT THIGHS ???!! God, he love your thigh because he can do everything said above with them.
Holding them and massaging your flesh while he's putting them up to have a good access to your pussy. He looses how your thighs can make him suffocate as your closing your legs on his head because he made you cum for the xth time of the night. And argue with the wall, Wooyoung would definitely get off at the feeling of you sitting on his lap. Lee give you some graphic depictions of it.
Now, if you're laying on bed minding your own business with your pajama (short dress hell even pants who cares) he would come at you, look at those damn legs of yours and suddenly whine and tell you that you're mean because you're teasing him. He's always pouty before flipping up the switch. ANYWAY !! If you're in the mood he'll go all out to make you feel good. He has a little ritual when it comes to this. First of all, he NEED to worship those hot thighs. Kissing, licking, biting, sucking on them, you always have to wear tights when going out with a short skirt or something like that. When he's sure that he had a taste of it, NOW he can give you head. You know with that bratty tongue of his this man can do miracles.
Nevertheless, if you're not really in the mood, he'll respectfully beg and pleader you to let him fuck your thighs. You'll said yes cuz huh it's Wooyoung from Ateez, and duuuude, he'll take those legs and manhandle you so they're pressed together, and then rut and fuck between your two fleshy thighs. He loves how this slip easily with his precum, how you're red, ashamed that he's using you like a doll but turned on at the same time because he looks like Apollon standing over your small frame. Well, even if you're not small he makes you feel like you are. When he's done fucking you like a desperate animal, he 100% cum on those thighs and take a pic afterward if you agree of course consent is sexy (he has DOZENS of cum-covered-thighs pics)
And if you're NOT in the mood it's fine you can just cuddle, we love and support understanding and cuddly bf/gf here.
Yup, Wooyoung can be an ass man or tits man but at the end of the day he's your thighs man. Does that make sense ? No ? Concluding by haunting you. You know how I'm stating that Wooyoung would kill for those thighs ? Imagine his reactions when he saw you with garter belt...
Sweet Dreams ☾˚✧
pairing: best friend!wooyoung x reader
wordcount: 2k
content: Playing with your best friend's hair seems to do more to him than you think.
warnings: nsfw, slight somno, dom!wooyoung, sub!reader, petnames (baby, babe, sweetheart, love, honey) afab!reader, no use of gendered pronouns but words like cunt, clit etc. are used, nipple play, cunnilingus, wooyoung is still a brat, lmk if im missing anything!
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He squeezed your waist as you continued to brush his soft locks, letting out soft snores against your thigh. You swiped your finger over what he called his "dot", before returning to playing with his dark strands.
Wooyoung had been by your side since your first year of college, sitting down next to you on the first day; He purposely flicked his pencil onto your desk to distract you both from the task at hand.
"whatcha doing?" He said to you in a failed attempt at whispering. You gave him a quick side eye before returning to your work and dropping his pen on his desk.
"The work. I'm doing the work."
"Cool! Cool… what was the work again?" You finally give him a proper look at his face. Fuck, he's gorgeous. The mischievous grin he had plastered across his face was angelically evil and you could hardly tear your eyes away as you analysed his perfect features.
"Like something you see?" He ran his tongue against his top teeth as you stared back at him in now horror.
"What?" you yell, flustered and loud enough for a few classmates to whip their heads in your direction with a glare.
"My name's Wooyoung, you?" He-Wooyoung carried on as though nothing happened, as you noticed he was holding your phone and adding his number, texting himself so he could save yours.
"y/n, but what are you-" The professor announced the class was over and Wooyoung had already hopped out of his chair and walked to the exit, before turning around one last time,
"Talk soon, yeah?" He softly smiled at you and left.
That's what led you here, as his sleepy sounds echoed in the silence of your bedroom. The laptop that had been previously playing the movie you were watching on mute, careful not to wake him up. It was the last day of exams and you were both taking your well-deserved rest. Wooyoung looked so innocent in his slumber; long lashes resting on his smooth cheek, hands squeezing tighter around you occasionally as if he wasn't already close enough to you. He was so… kissable.
Fuck, you shouldn't be thinking about that - You had been trying your best to forget the silly flutter you felt in your chest when you thought about your best friend. You knew better to feel this way about Wooyoung, but every time he invaded your personal space, which was a lot, the ache in your stomach became worse with each touch. To say you were suffering right now would be an understatement.
"Mmhm…." Wooyoung hummed in his sleep, fidgeting against your outstretched leg under him. You stared at his lips as he huffed again.
"You having a dream woo?" You knew he was still too deep in his sleep to hear you, but you still hoped he would wake up and put you out of your misery. He shuffled against your leg again and squeezed you once more, rolling his hips slightly.
Was… was he hard?
"woo, seriously" he cut you off with a whimper against your waist, his jaw-dropping open slightly to let the noise slip out onto you. Your muscles froze as he grinded on your leg, desperate for friction. You tried to escape the grip of the boy but as you shuffled away he only readjusted his tight hold on you and pulled you further down grinding into your inner thigh. You could feel yourself getting wet at the situation as well as the growing patch on your thigh from Wooyoung's precum leaking through his jogging bottoms.
"y/n, fuck" his sleepy form dug his nails into your lower back making you moan at the pain and pleasure, making you squirm enough to-
"y/n?" Wooyoung was looking up at your restless form, worry forming in his darkened eyes as he tried to halt the drag of his hips against your crotch. Your own body holding back the urge to push your hips up to him closing the minuscule gap between your heated bodies.
"Woo,
I'm sorry I should've woken you up-"
"y/n, please shut up for like two seconds" Wooyoung breathily whispers before reaching up to your face and lunging his lips against yours. His kiss was overflowing with desperation as he gripped the back of your neck to pull you towards his form, resuming his hips movements over your clothes. You could feel his head pressing down into your cunt through the stupid amount of layers separating your bodies.
"Fuck baby, you think I can get these off you?" Wooyoung whispered sweetly into your ear, snapping the waistband of your sweatpants and grazing his teeth against the sensitive skin under your ear. You tried to wriggle them off by yourself but Wooyoung wanted to hear your words.
"words baby." He peered through his long lashes.
"please Wooyoung."
"'Please Wooyoung' what?" Oh, what a bastard. He was getting off on being bratty despite his growing need in his pants getting harder by the second. Knowing Wooyoung meant you knew he wasn't gonna give up this fight no matter how in need he was.
"Woo take these off me right I swear to god" He snatched your sweatpants from your waist along with your undies and stuffed them in his pocket before you could finish your threat.
"Honey you're soaked, all from me rubbing up on you while I was asleep? that's dirty." his hoarse voice seeped through a wide grin. He dragged his thumb against your cunt, spreading your arousal to your sensitive clit.
"Shit! Wooyoung, please oh my god" you whined under his soft touch.
"Not God, love, I'm better" He gave you a wink before lowering his head to kiss down your thighs, each kiss nearing further to your aching cunt as you pleaded and begged him to end your suffering. Your hips lift as his lips latch around your clit, tongue moving expertly against it while he slides a digit into your begging hole. It wasn't enough. You needed him, his cock to fill you. As though he could hear your thoughts raging around your head, he takes his mouth off you for a second.
"I need you wet enough to take me, sweetheart, I can't go hurting you now can I?"
"Wooyoung I can take it you dickhead, please," You pant, tipping your head back.
"You're so impatient, can't even let me enjoy my meal" He huffed wiping his mouth, standing up to untie his sweats and rip them off, "You got a condom?" He looked at your bedside drawer and opened it before giving you a chance to answer. He closed his palm around a small silver vibrator and presented it to you.
"you think about me when you use this baby?" he bit his lip as he examined the toy, turning it on to feel the vibrations on his fingertips. "You probably touch yourself with this while whining my name under your breath, huh." You shivered under him at the filth spilling out of his mouth, your own words stuck in the back of your throat at the sight of him. You leant up to tug his shirt off of him, desperate to feel his skin against yours, thighs clenching together as your eyes take in his naked form.
"please." Your whimper was enough for Woo to reach back into the drawer and fish for a condom, finally pulling one out and ripping the foil with his teeth as his other hand busied itself massaging your thigh. He slipped the condom over his hard length, groaning at the feeling of how turned on he was and leaned over your form.
"you sure?" He looked into your eyes, looking for any doubt or concern and being met with nothing but lust and your love for the boy.
"Wooyoung, now please, please" He cut off your begs, his tip slapping against your clit and meeting the entrance of your cunt, pressing into you with a hard thrust. You knew he was big but the feeling of your hole being filled so well had you writhing under him at the stretch.
"shit woo, I'm gonna cum," You pant, not registering your blabbering.
"Then cum baby, but I'm not done with you yet," He nipped at the skin of your collarbone, leaving a trail of blooming marks on your skin that made you whine. He thrusts into you a few more times before feeling you clench around him, feeling your release leak onto his cock, not halting his movements. He rocked himself deep into you, slowly turning the feeling of overstimulation into mind-breaking pleasure. The way he slammed into you every few strokes brought you back to the reality of him burying his length in your wet cunt. All you could muster was a string of moans mangled with his name, the pleasure suffocating your ability to think comprehensibly.
"My cock making you forget your words, babe, ah, fuck you're so cute under me. " He ran his tongue along your sternum, before latching his mouth onto your aching nipple. Ludicrous noises of his mouth lapping at your skin, his lips leaving your nipple with a pop before moving to the other and repeating his actions. You could only moan in reply, wrapping one arm around the back of his head to play with the hair at the nape of his neck, the other dragging your nails across his back in a way that was sure to leave a few marks by the time you were done.
before you could process what was happening you heard a buzzing noise coming from the boy's hand, "Better give this a go shall we? wanna see you come undone again." Your eyes shot open as you felt the cold metal vibrator around your clit, Wooyoung running it up and down as to deny your your second orgasm for a bit longer while his own began to build. He snapped his hips into you harshly, still with a consistent rhythm despite him slowly losing a grip on his sanity being buried so deep in you. His cock managed to brush up on your g-spot with every slam making you see stars.
You felt the vibrations directly on your clit now, your screams filling your bedroom as he continued to drive into your aching cunt - with the extra stimulation you were on the edge of your orgasm, and Wooyoung was basking in your noises, hips movements growing more sloppy by the second. The dirty noises from the base of his cock meeting your soaked cunt mixed with your moans in the air had his eyes rolling back.
"Woo I'm gonna- I can't-"
"You gonna ah- you gonna come on my cock again? Do it, I know you can" He grunted into your ear, voice hoarser than before. Your cunt squeezed his aching member as you came around him once again, feeling the condom swell with his own release inside your sore walls. He continued to roll his hips into you, riding out your orgasms together till you were done.
He looked into your eyes, and to your lips before connecting them again. You wrapped your hand around the back of his neck to pull him in closer, desperate to be close to him still.
"I need to pull out and get you cleaned up love," He whispered to you as you protested, wanting to feel him in you for a bit longer. As he pulled out, you let out an airy moan, sighing at the loss of feeling full. Wooyoung tied the condom and tossed it in the trash before pulling his boxers up and leaving to get something to clean up with.
You watch the way he moved as he helped clean you up, before pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead.
"Woo-"
"I love you y/n." You whip your head up to look at him, a little annoyed he just stole the words out from your mouth.
"I was gonna say that! You bastard i wanted to say i love you first!" He let out a high pitched laugh at your pouting face, before reaching to you and kissing you softly.
"You snooze you lose, love."
oh my god i've wanted to write for woo so bad, its kind of shocking out of all the members I wrote woo as a dom but the heart wants what the heart wants❤️🩹❤️🩹 sorry for not posting in forever but I've had noooo motivation it's been ass 💔 thank you for reading !!!!
also this isn't proof read so most likely some mistakes 🙏
It's a Bet
Genre: smut MDNI
Word count: 1.1k
Warnings: Afab!Reader, mutual masturbation, pet names (babe, baby, pretty girl, honey, sweetheart, princess), unprotected sex (DON'T), creampie
Synopsis: You and Wooyoung made a bet with your friends that you could keep your hands to yourselves for a week. But that's easier said than done...
A/n: The polls have spoken! Here's the Wooyoung fic as promised <33
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You groaned and hit your head against the kitchen counter.
Wooyoung didn't notice. He was in the next room, all his attention on the TV.
You looked up at him, biting your lip. He was so 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯. 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘦.
He knew it, you knew it, everyone knew it.
Yeah, you'd hit the lottery and people often told you how lucky you were. But having a gorgeous boyfriend had its downsides. He could use his looks against you. Like he'd been doing for the past week.
You two never really took your hands off each other. Even when you weren't cuddling on the couch or intertwined in bed, Wooyoung had to at least be holding your hand or have his hand on the small of your back. Your friends had teased you both for it and it led to a bet that you could go without affection or sex for a week straight.
You were confident at the time, but you regretted it now. You'd been feeling pent up since day two, and staring at him now— his black hair falling in his face, man-spreading in his baggy pants— was not helping matters.
Wooyoung was a cheeky asshole so naturally he'd been doing everything he could to tease you. Walking around shirtless. Practising those sensual choreos until sweat dripped off his skin. Stripping and getting in the shower while you were still using the bathroom. You tried not to let it get to you, but your resolve was fading.
From his spot on the sofa, Wooyoung threw his head back and moaned— "stretching". You gritted your teeth and clenched your thighs. You glared at him, both with lust and annoyance.
That's it. You turned and started storming toward the bedroom, ready to put the vibrator to use.
"Babe," Wooyoung's voice called out, stopping you in your tracks. "Come here a sec, will you?"
You sighed before turning on your heel and going into the living room.
Wooyoung's gaze followed your every move. A smirk pulled up the corner of his lips as you stood in front of him, seeming on edge as you fixed him with an irritated look. You didn't mean to. You were just feeling so horny that it'd given you resting bitch face because you couldn't act on it.
"Yes?" You tried to sound civil and not like everything about him right then made you want to pounce on him.
Wooyoung tilted his head. "You're not taking this bet well at all... are you, honey?"
No fucking shit, thanks to you. You restrained an eye roll. "You could say that," you said in a strained tone.
"Hm. Do you need to get off, pretty girl?"
His words went straight to your core. You didn't answer, but he read it in your face.
He chuckled under his breath, an amused rumble in his throat. "How wet are you right now, princess?"
Your eyes flickered to the floor, your fingers pinching the hem of your shirt.
"Show me."
Your head snapped up. "What?"
Wooyoung smirked and you instantly knew you were screwed. "Get on your knees, princess, and show me how wet you are."
Who were you to resist? You quickly stepped out of your jeans, revealing the black thong you wore underneath. You sank to your knees in a W pose while Wooyoung's lustful eyes watched on.
Maintaining eye contact, your hand snaked down your panties and your fingers brushed against your swollen clit. You moaned softly at the contact, your lips parting and eyes drifting shut for a second.
When you opened your eyes, Wooyoung was already pulling out his cock. You smirked at the idea that he'd been suffering just as much as you.
Your fingers went to work, rubbing your clit and dipping into your dripping pussy. You let out a series of quiet moans that mixed with Wooyoung's, accompanied by the lewd but tempting noises of him fucking his fist.
It felt good, but it wasn't enough. The two fingers stroking your walls could never compare to the delicious fullness that his dick gave you. You couldn't reach your cervix like his tip could, or hit your g-spot like he could. You just knew that after holding off so long he could have you seeing stars within minutes.
You withdrew your fingers from your cunt and watched Wooyoung for a second. He looked so pretty like that— his hand tight around his throbbing cock, working the mixture of spit and precum up and down his shaft. His head thrown back against the couch, jaw slack and eyes closed, his hair falling in his eyes.
You stood up and slipped off your panties before making your way to the sofa. You gently seized Wooyoung's wrist and stopped his ministrations. He looked up at you with lidded eyes, confused. You smiled and straddled his lap, hovering your pussy just over his leaking tip. He groaned, placing his hands on your hips, ready to guide you.
"What about the bet?" he questioned, his voice hoarse. You could tell he was too preoccupied thinking about getting off to even try and sound cocky.
You slowly lowered yourself onto his cock, feeling that familiar stretch. "To hell with the bet," you said, biting your lip as you took in his length. "I need you now. And I know you need me too." The two of you let out a satisfied sigh as he bottoms out.
Wooyoung's fingers dug into your hips as they rocked against him. He groaned as his lips landed on your neck, suckling at the skin.
"You're not wrong there," he murmured.
You picked up pace, alternating between grinding and bouncing on his cock. As predicted you felt your high approaching fast. And going by the tension in Wooyoung's body, he was getting closer too.
You shifted slightly, finding a position where his tip stimulated your g-spot perfectly. You sped up, ignoring the ache in your thighs. Your moans grew louder, joining the wet sounds of your pussy sucking in his dick.
Wooyoung slipped a hand between your bodies and toyed with your clit as he left small hickeys and bite marks on your collarbone. That sent you over the edge, your high hitting you like a truck. You moaned out loudly, wrapping your arms around his neck as you collapsed against him. He continued rubbing your clit and bucking his hips, working you through your orgasm as he chased his own. With your cum coating his cock, he wasn't far behind you. It only took two more thrusts before he was painting your walls white.
There was a moment of silence, penetrated only by your heavy breaths and the sound of blood rushing in your ears. You smiled against Wooyoung's neck before giving it a quick kiss.
"Thanks, baby. I needed that."
He laughed breathlessly and planted a kiss on your temple. "No problem, sweetheart." Then he whispered in your ear, his usual cocky tone having returned. "But you're the one telling our friends you lost the bet."