#Cho sangwoo x you

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Hi! Your writing is wonderful, and I wanted to wish you the best of luck on your exams in advance 🥰 could you imagine the stoic Sang-woo proposing to his girlfriend? Idk the idea of him being in a relationship and coming to terms with his emotions fascinates me. Thanks!

Sweet Proposal

Pairing: Cho Sang-woo x GN!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 2,2k

A/N: Awww thank you, dear anon! I truly appreciate your kind words, it means the world to me 🥺💓 I have to say that I agree with you and I absolutely loved your idea for this request! I hope you enjoy my writing and I wish you the best <33 I wrote this request a long time ago and never posted it idk why, but here goes (my apologies🥺)

You and Sang-woo have been dating a few years now: you met him through his mother, the woman who you visited everytime you passed by her store and who you always bought something fresh to eat. Her products were of great quality, besides the fact that she was the kindest woman you have ever met in your entire life. She treated you like her own daughter/son, and since you lived by yourself in south korea, you really appreciated having someone who you could count on. Whenever you had a bad day, you would tell her and she would help you by giving you the best advices from her life experience, so your relationship was pretty close. Until one day, her son visited her, and that's when you met the love of your life.

"Good morning, miss Cho!" you greeted your second mother as you liked to call her, only for her to turn to you with the biggest smile and bright eyes on her face, as always. However, this time she had company.

"Oh, my sweet Y/N! Come here sweetie, please let me introduce you my wonderful son, Cho Sang-woo!" she seemed so excited, in contrast to her son who seemed pretty serious and uncomfortable with the all situation.

"Hey." he simply said with a low, yet neutral tone, making you realize that he was quite the opposite from his mother: she shined even in the darkest days, while he somehow brings darkness wherever he goes to. But the fact that he had such a hard personality to deal with and understand, instead of pushing you away, only made you even more curious about that mysterious man. Besides the fact that he is incredibly handsome, but that's another story.

"Hey there! I'm L/N Y/N, nice to meet you." you put your hand in front of him so you wouldn't be just standing there looking awkwardly at each other. He looked at it for a second, before taking it and shaking it gently, like he was afraid to break your way smaller hand.

"I'm so happy you finally met my son! I'm sure you two will get along just perfectly!" her joy was contagious, yet her own son didn't seem to let his mother's charm get him. You heard her talking about her amazing son so many times, saying how he was a kind man, and extremely intelligent and responsible. Yet, here he is, looking like his life was a complete chaos.

"Yeah, I'm sure we will." you answered shyly, only for him to look at you with a surprised expression. You simply smiled at him, making him blush slightly at your cuteness.

Now you are in the bed with your soulmate by your side, watching him sleep peacefully: who would have known you two would get here? Together?? You didn't know the right answer for that as well, but the truth is that life can really surprise you.

You were Sang-woo’s first love: the only person who stood with him no matter how many problems he had, both professionally and psychologically. You would never give up on him, and that's what made him realize you were the love of his life, the soulmate he was unconsciously looking for so desperately. No one would ever guessed, but one of Sang-woo’s main goals in his life is creating a family who loved and supported him until the end, to feel the happiness and comfort of waking up every day next to his significant other. However, before meeting you, his problem was that he never had the patience or motivation to find love or to continue to please his possible partner until they fell for him. No, he wanted to focus on his professional career first, the rest just being mere details. What made him fall for you, was your dedication to be with him and build a promising life by his side, supporting him and helping him whenever he needed: you were also the first and only person who he told about his fears, insecurities and feelings about certain topics, but only after a few, long months of building trust and courage. And you did the same: you considered him your best friend, because he always helped you with the most racional advices, which were the best in your opinion.

After a few minutes of analyzing lovingly every feature that you knew so well of your loved one, you noticed him moving slightly and groaning from waking up from his precious sleep.

"Good morning, tough guy." you joked, only to receive a confused expression from him just before he rolled his reddish eyes and laugh at the nickname.

"Good morning, babe." his voice was so deep that it made you have inappropriate thoughts, however you knew he was too tired for it right now. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yes, I actually did. As for you, I think I don't even have to ask." you laughed at his still sleepy state, before putting your legs over him and hug his long torso. He pulled you closer, closing the space that separated your hungry lips before kissing you slowly, yet with the perfect amount of passion and love.

"Yeah, I really needed to rest my mind and body from yesterday." you shyly laughed at him before hitting his arm when he reminded you from your passionate love session from the night before.

"You silly!" the moment you called him that, he rolled you over so he could be on top.

"Call me that again and see what happens." he warned you with a serious face, yet you knew him better. He was obviously messing with you, and you would be lying if you said you didn't like his demanding behavior.

"Can you join me in the shower, babe? Please?" you decided to change the subject, giving him the pleading look that you knew he couldn't resist.

"Yeah, sure." he smiled before giving you a quick kiss on the lips. "Just wait for me, I'll be right back."

"Ok, I'll wait for you." you gave him a last peck on his lips, before making your way to the bathroom, unconscious of what was coming for you.

That day your boyfriend invited you to dinner at a fancy restaurant, so you thought it would be a simple date like the many you've had before. But this time, he had promising plans for you and your future together, something you weren't expecting to happen so soon. It was already 7:30 pm, so he called you to hurry so you could be on time at the restaurant.

"I'm coming!" you warned your handsome boyfriend, before you appeared in front of him dressing your favorite date outfit that he bought you a few days ago.

"You look gorgeous, sweetheart." his eyes were full of love, admiration and pride for you, making your heart melt with happiness. You felt so loved at that moment... you still couldn't believe you were dating that man.

"Thank you, love. Let's go." you thanked him, before leaving your house and walk to get into his expensive black car.

You and Sang-woo arrived at the restaurant 15 minutes earlier, so you took your time to sit at your reserved table. The restaurant was outstanding: everyone was dressed nicely and the environment was peaceful and romantic; it was an expensive and well known restaurant from your city, which made you feel important. You also felt really happy to know that your boyfriend took you on a date at a very welcoming and beautiful place: it meant that he really loved you and makes a real effort to build up your relationship by changing your routine from time to time, which was healthy for both of you.

A few hours passed and you talked about everything and anything: your plans for your future together, funny stories that happened in your childhood that you didn't know about, how work was going and who are the people you like or dislike... it was a really nice, yet nostalgic and interesting conversation. After that, he insisted to pay your dinner. You felt bad, so he promised next time you could pay, which you knew he was lying.

When you left the restaurant, hand in hand, he told you that his plans for that night weren't done yet.

"I need you to do something for me, honey." your future husband said as soon as you entered the car. You looked at him suspiciously, waiting for whatever was coming. "Close your eyes." he simply said.

"What? Why would you-"

"Just trust me, ok? It's not like I'll kidnap you or something." he made sure to use his sarcasm to relax you a little bit, indirectly telling you that he wasn't going to do anything bad.

"I wouldn't mind if you did so." your sassy comment made him laugh quietly, before you closed your eyes and heard his car running.

Minutes passed and you were starting to get bored with having your eyes closed for so long. At least his strong grip on your inner thigh kept you entertained during the car trip. Suddenly, you felt the car stop slowly, and that's when you realized you had finally arrived at your destination. You were about to open your eyes, when you felt a smack on your thigh.

"Ah! I didn't say you could open your eyes already, did I?" his demanding tone made you internally scream and blush hard, but you needed to remain calm to not lead things to another way, since you didn't want to ruin the plans he made for you.

He helped you getting out of the car, before putting his hand on your waist to guide you to the place where he would make the big proposal.

"Open your eyes, love." he whispered into your ear. The moment you opened your eyes, tears instantly made their way to your warm cheeks: you could watch and admire each star on the sky, shining in your direction; it was full moon night, which made you think that Sang-woo chose this specific night for that reason; in front of you, you could also see and hear the calm and relaxing dark-blue sea moving at a slow and therapeutical pace. It was the most romantic moment you ever had and even imagined. You were too focus on the ocean and the brilliant stars above you, that you didn't even notice what was written on the sand: "Will you marry me, Y/N?" was written in huge and well marked letters. This made your heart beat at an incredibly fast pace and your vision to go blurry due to the emotional warm tears that wanted to escape from your eyes.

"Baby, what's all of thi-" when you turned around in hope that the man of your life would explain what was happening at that moment, even tho you knew already, you saw him kneeling instead, looking at you nervously with a small black box on his hands which contained a shining ring inside.

"L/n Y/n, I know I'm not the best lover sometimes due to my emotionless personality, however you liberate a more loving, caring and passionate side of me that I never knew I could have until I met you. I never thought I could be so in love with someone... and to be honest, I didn't even know what was love before I kissed you for the first time. I'm sorry for all the times I made you upset, but I promise I'll be a better person for you. So... will you marry me, my love?" you never saw your boyfriend being so open with his feelings, not even towards you, so you knew this was extremely hard for him and that all what he was saying was the pure truth. Also for the first time you noticed Sang-woo cry in front of you, even though he remained with a neutral facial expression.

Deep inside, you knew he feels a lot, he just used this "mask" to hide his vulnerability and pretend he is emotionless. But with you, he doesn't feel the need to pretend to be strong all the time. And that's when he realized it was you who he was going to marry and spend the rest of his life with.

You couldn't help but cry in front of him, his action caughting you by surprise, in a good sense.

"Of course my love, of course I will marry you!! There is nothing I desire more than to have you as my husband." he smiled until his cheeks started to get sore: this moment was unique and special for both of you. You always made him forget any pain he might feel. He quickly stood up and picked up into his arms, spinning you over and over again until you both felt almost dizzy.

That night was unforgettable for both of you, and now that you had a wedding ring on your finger, you couldn't think about anything else than stepping onto the altar and marry the man of your dreams.

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[ao3feed-stony]

BETA READER AND EDITOR HERE!!!!

by Jami_e29

Just as the title says, if you're looking for a new beta reader or editor for your fanfics, I'm here. Contact me @hrleily on Twitter or [email protected]

I'm an experienced freelance writer and editor so you can trust my work.

My fandom are listed above. I'm open to new fandoms and pairings. I can edit basically anything from the fluffiest fluff that melts your insides to the dirtiest smutty fic. I have no limits and I definitely don't kink shame.

No matter how bad you think your kink is, I've probably read something similar to it.

Please contact me, I'm home from school and have nothing to do rn.

Words: 150, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005), Sherlock (TV), Star Trek: The Original Series, Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies), The Social Network (2010), X-Men: First Class (Comics), X-Men - All Media Types, Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Heartstopper (TV), The Beatles (Band), Encanto (2021), Hannibal (TV), One Direction (Band), Teen Wolf (TV), Squid Game (TV 2021), James Bond (Craig Movies), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, M/M

Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Endverse Castiel (Supernatural), Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, Charlie Spring, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham, John Lennon, Paul McCartney

Relationships: Harry Potter - Relationship, Castiel/Dean Winchester, John Lennon/Paul McCartney, Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow, Ali Abdul/Cho Sangwoo, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Sherlock Holmes/John Watson

Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe, Smut, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Not Beta Read, Age Difference, Age Regression/De-Aging, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/39087903

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[ao3feed-larry]

BETA READER AND EDITOR HERE!!!!

by Jami_e29

Just as the title says, if you're looking for a new beta reader or editor for your fanfics, I'm here. Contact me @hrleily on Twitter or [email protected]

I'm an experienced freelance writer and editor so you can trust my work.

My fandom are listed above. I'm open to new fandoms and pairings. I can edit basically anything from the fluffiest fluff that melts your insides to the dirtiest smutty fic. I have no limits and I definitely don't kink shame.

No matter how bad you think your kink is, I've probably read something similar to it.

Please contact me, I'm home from school and have nothing to do rn.

Words: 150, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005), Sherlock (TV), Star Trek: The Original Series, Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies), The Social Network (2010), X-Men: First Class (Comics), X-Men - All Media Types, Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Heartstopper (TV), The Beatles (Band), Encanto (2021), Hannibal (TV), One Direction (Band), Teen Wolf (TV), Squid Game (TV 2021), James Bond (Craig Movies), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, M/M

Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Endverse Castiel (Supernatural), Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, Charlie Spring, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham, John Lennon, Paul McCartney

Relationships: Harry Potter - Relationship, Castiel/Dean Winchester, John Lennon/Paul McCartney, Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow, Ali Abdul/Cho Sangwoo, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Sherlock Holmes/John Watson

Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe, Smut, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Not Beta Read, Age Difference, Age Regression/De-Aging, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

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[stony-ao3-feed]

BETA READER AND EDITOR HERE!!!!

Read it on AO3

by Jami_e29

Just as the title says, if you're looking for a new beta reader or editor for your fanfics, I'm here. Contact me @hrleily on Twitter or [email protected]

I'm an experienced freelance writer and editor so you can trust my work.

My fandom are listed above. I'm open to new fandoms and pairings. I can edit basically anything from the fluffiest fluff that melts your insides to the dirtiest smutty fic. I have no limits and I definitely don't kink shame.

No matter how bad you think your kink is, I've probably read something similar to it.

Please contact me, I'm home from school and have nothing to do rn.

Words: 150, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005), Sherlock (TV), Star Trek: The Original Series, Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies), The Social Network (2010), X-Men: First Class (Comics), X-Men - All Media Types, Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Heartstopper (TV), The Beatles (Band), Encanto (2021), Hannibal (TV), One Direction (Band), Teen Wolf (TV), Squid Game (TV 2021), James Bond (Craig Movies), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, M/M

Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Endverse Castiel (Supernatural), Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, Charlie Spring, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham, John Lennon, Paul McCartney

Relationships: Harry Potter - Relationship, Castiel/Dean Winchester, John Lennon/Paul McCartney, Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow, Ali Abdul/Cho Sangwoo, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Sherlock Holmes/John Watson

Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe, Smut, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Not Beta Read, Age Difference, Age Regression/De-Aging, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

Read it on AO3

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[forza55]

sex & sorries

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cho sang-woo x f!reader [ smut ] minors dni !

summary ⇄ how does your husband make it up to you after a busy afternoon of working? late night sex in the bathtub perhaps?

word count ⇄ 1.4k

taking one last puff of the cigarette lightly locked between his fingers, before tossing it in the ashtray. deeply frustrated as his eyes scan through the stack of files he needs to go through. you stare at the dim yellow light illuminating his wooden desk, his back facing you as you lay on your shared bed.

it was around 9 p.m. now. the sheets beside you were ice cold. the tick of the clock along with the patter of the rain going in your ears and into your head. he had been sitting there almost the whole afternoon. silence felt like your only companion. you often refuse to disturb him while he works since you didn’t want to add any more frustration, but something in you felt like you just had to. maybe even help him relax for a bit.

“sangwoo.”

only gaining you a hum in response as he continues to write and flick through the never-ending piles of paper. you get up from the mattress as you slowly walk closer to him. your hands kneading his shoulders from behind, placing soft kisses in the nape of his neck. inhaling the strong scent of musk and cigarettes.

god, the way his glasses sit perfectly on the bridge of his nose and the sight of his fingers toying with the corner of the page was enough to heighten your arousal. he didn’t even seem to acknowledge your presence, yet so effortlessly makes you crave him by the second.

“i’m going to take a warm bath. mind joining me?” you sweetly say.

not a word emitting from his lips as he was so deeply concentrated in his work.

“sangwoo.”

“oh, yeah. i’ll catch up or something.” he plainly retorts. making you roll your eyes, lightly stomping your feet in the hardwood floor on the way to the bathroom.

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you gently slipped off your clothing in front of the mirror. a pout evident on your face as you toss your clothes into the hamper.

the steam of the hot tub almost stinging your skin. closing your eyes, wanting nothing but to drift into slumber. but instead, you found yourself dreaming about the lustful nights you’ve had with your husband. oh, how you missed his touch that never ceased to drive you over the edge. the late nights he’d pound onto you mercilessly until your eyes would roll to the back of your head. how you’d scream his name as he looks down at you with his mouth half open from pleasure.

you had already unknowingly been touching yourself. your fingers circling and rubbing against your clit. massaging your breasts as you subtly whimper. wishing that he was the one that’d been touching you right now.

—

sangwoo leans onto his chair, dropping the pen on his desk whilst he takes off his specs. hands rubbing his eyes in frustration, a groan leaving his lips. he was almost done with his work. an afternoon filled with unending calls and documents. just when he was about to open another pack of cigarettes, his eyes drifted to the clock and then to the picture frame displayed on the right corner of his desk.

it was a photo of the both of you. covered in the frosty winter snow, wrapped in layers and layers of garment. a photo that captured you kissing his cheek, as a wide grin visible on his face. he stares at the photograph, a hue of red rushing into his cheeks, licking his lips as he charmingly smiles in delight.

spinning his chair to face the bed expecting to see your sleeping form, but you weren’t there. he suddenly recalls that you had told him you were going to take a bath. so caught up with his work that he didn’t even bother to check on his awaiting wife, immediately getting up from his seat to search for you.

as his hand gripped the glass sliding door, he all of a sudden heard his name being called. only a faint whisper but his mind thought much greater things.

“seems like someone got a little impatient and handled it all by herself.”

your eyes shot open at the view of your spouse next to the sink, immediately snapping your legs together. he swiftly takes off his button-down revealing his toned torso. it’s amusing how he so effortlessly riles you up.

“well, my husband happens to be incredibly busy, so i thought to myself why not.”

he gets in the tub, laying slightly on top of you. his breath could be felt against your neck as you toy with his hair. combing through it as he nuzzles his face even deeper onto the crook of your neck.

“i’m sorry.” he plainly says, although a remorseful tone could be heard in his voice.

“no need to be sorry. i’m sorry. don’t worry about me. you shouldn’t worry about me while you work. the last thing I want is to be a bother.”

“you’re not a bother. don’t ever think that. i apologize again. i don’t want you to ever feel that way.”

you send him a sweet smile. the smile that never fails to warm his heart.

“how about I make it up to you?”

“and how do you plan on doing that?”

“leave that to me. I just need you to relax.”

you mutter a quick ‘okay’ as he dives in between your legs. gently lifting your feet up the sides of the bathtub and spreading your inner thighs. kissing them, as it nears closer, and closer to your cunt. his tongue flicks directly at your clit making you moan out in pleasure. his mouth skillfully begins to work around your soaked cunt. continuing to kiss your entrance, his tongue entering inside you, gripping his hair as you push him down even deeper. your hips bucking against his face making your back arch and the water swoosh around you.

your legs were trembling as you were close to your high. your body stiffening, hands gripping the sides of the tub while he proceeds to move his tongue faster.

“god, I missed this.” he groans against your heat, sending vibrations that reached your spine, making you shiver.

it only took a minute until your cum was coated around his tongue. swallowing your release down his throat. you, repeatedly muttering his name as he remained between your legs. your moans only made his desire to fuck you senseless greater.

“my lovely wife. tastes so sweet, hmm?”

getting up to face you, pressing his forehead against yours, devouring your lips with sincere passion. he starts to tease your entrance with his tip while he pumps his erect cock, causing you to whimper against his soft lips.

“have i told you how pretty you always look?” he states as he stares into your eyes. gripping your hair as he begins to slowly enter your sensitive cunt. the feeling of pure ecstasy making you scratch down his back. his damp hair dripping down onto your face, sending you a smile. a sweet one. the one that always reminded you how much he loves you. how every beat of his heart would beat for you, and only you.

slowly thrusting inside you, your groans in sync, echoing through the bathroom. the utter feeling of euphoria you so dearly missed. throwing his head back from the tightness, looking like an absolute god. his mouth latching on to your sensitive nipples. sucking and licking them, nipping all around your breasts. he pounds into you even faster causing them to bounce.

you were already approaching your second orgasm as he continued to hit and bruise your cervix over and over again. tears on the brim of falling from your eyes. screams almost deafening, coming out of your throat as you came around him.

“fuck— so perfect. too perfect.”

remaining contact with his dark hazel eyes, looking absolutely ethereal. he came soon after you. his groans were music to your ears. you often wonder how lucky you are to have him all for yourself.

your naked bodies mold together in the small tub, holding each other in your arms. his fingers combs through your wet hair delicately, caressing the nape of your neck. your face tucked in against his chest, listening to his rapid heartbeat.

“what do you think? am I forgiven, sweetheart?” he teases, making you playfully slap his chest.

“well forgiven.”

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[philomaay]

Hey! First of all, thank you for writing about squid game! I was wondering if I could request a story about Sangwoo. I know he's far from a favorite character but for some reason he became one of the most memorable ones to me. Maybe a fic with angst in the beginning, like him disappearing to go to the games without his S/O knowing and then coming back after a while with the prize money to finally pay off his debt? Thank you!

Thank you! Yeah I hate him but he's so hot so I'll write for him💖

Happy husband, happy life.

Character: Cho Sang-woo x fem!reader

Summary: How can a father leave without any trace and come back rich?

Warnings: sangwoo being his usual asshole self and a father.

You whined in frustration as your daughter cried her lungs out, the shrieking sounds were making you feel insane and no matter how hard you tried to calm her, nothing worked. She needed one thing, and that's her father. Sang-woo knows how to put her to sleep, he's the reason she giggles and babbles so much. Even if she's only 7 months old, she's definitely a daddy's girl.

Sang-woo has been gone for six days, and no one had any idea where he was. Not his mother. Not the cops. No one.

“I know sweetheart, I know you're tired,” You walked back and forth in the living room, staring at the clock. 3:20 AM. But the baby never stopped screaming.

You finally got an idea, and you placed her on her playing mat, running off to the bedroom as you pulled out a CD. It was a video of your and Sang-woo's wedding, she'll definitely calm down once she sees his face. You set the CD inside of the DVD, turning up the volume and you picked your daughter up in your arms. Her head immediately turned to the TV, where the cameraman was zooming in on Sang-woo's face.

She stopped crying, and soon she began to yawn as her eyelids fell. You sighed in relief, and you slumped down on the couch, with her still in your arms. And suddenly, your eyes closed too.

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You woke up in a jolt, the light washes your face and you squint as it blinded you. Your skin felt stretched and you rubbed your face with both of your hands but halted quickly when you realized that your daughter was not in your arms. Panic. Panic. Panic. All you felt was panic and you jumped up as your sight suddenly got better, running around in the small living room before you headed to the bedroom, where her crib was.

You could hear her giggles and babbles, and you opened the slowly, only to reveal a man in a white wrinkled shirt, his jacket was held in his hands and his back was turned to you. His head turned over his shoulder, the side of his face was very familiar, but there was something so terrifying about him. He was not the usual father, the family man, loving husband that he always is. This man was different. Almost as if his soul was swapped with a demon, but still in the same body.

“Good morning, had a good sleep, dear?”

Even his voice was different. It was completely dead. His head turned back to his daughter, picking her up in his muscular arms and you couldn't help but notice his shirt being dirty. His hair was greasy and his hands were bloody.

“Let's make breakfast,” He walked past your shocked, trembling body. As if he hadn't been gone for 6 days. “Darling, are you feeling okay?”

You didn't notice the tears that fell from your eyes or the smile on your face that was even more confusing. You didn't know what to feel, happy or sad? Angry or terrified? Your mouth opened and closed, not knowing what to say. He stood by the doorway, the baby's hands tried to reach his face but her chubby arms are way too short.

You let out a shaky breath, trying to calm your beating heart. “What...What's going on? I-I don't understand what's...wh-where...” Your mouth fell dry and no words could be spoken.

He said nothing for a few seconds, then he breathed in. “Let's eat.”

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“You have to report this, Sang-woo, that-that's not normal!” You slammed your palms on the dinner table, but your daughter ignored your small shouting as she nibbled on her spoon. “All those people...” You still didn't believe what he had just told you, it was sickening. But what was worse is that he entered this game and then won it. Who knows what he's done to reach that goal?

He said nothing, he just continued to eat his breakfast with his head down, his hair covering his eyes. He still wore dirty clothes and he hasn't showered.

“Where's the money now?” You whispered, scared that your daughter would hear, even though she doesn't understand anything.

“In my bank account.”

“Sang-woo...”

Finally, he looked at you when he heard your trembling voice, close to tears again. You sniffled and the lump in your throat got bigger.

“I-I don't think this is right...”

His eyes got darker and he glared at you, dropping his spoon against the bowl and it made a clanking noise. “Are you crazy? We finally got money. A lot of it. I can pay off my debts, and we can get a better life. Move into a bigger apartment. What about this isn't right, [Y/N]?”

You have never seen this side of him. He wasn't angry, just intimidating.

“I–”

“With this money, I can help with my mother's business, get her a better place. Do you understand what this money could get us?”

You nodded, scared to say anything else because he was right. With this money, you could pay off his debts and still have some left to get a better life. Despite sacrificing all those peoples lives. You nodded with a sigh, “I understand.”

“Good.” He picked his spoon up and continued to eat, ignoring the awkward tension in the air.

Your daughter babbled again and you smiled at her. At least now you could give her a better life. That's good, right?

××××××

#Squid game x reader #Squid game x you #Squid game #cho sang woo #Cho sangwoo x reader #Cho sangwoo x you #Cho sangwoo #Cho Sang-woo #Cho sang-woo x reader #Sangwoo

[jeonselca]

distraction

ღ — pairing : cho sangwoo x f!reader ( smut )

ღ — sumarry : sangwoo is stressing about the next game , which you decided to distract him from it

ღ — notes : writing this for @noceurwhore because she wrote otto for me ☺️🤣💪🏻😇🥰😘😍🤩🤪 but i apologies if it was shitty bcs i didn't proof read it and sangwoo is a VERY VERY VERY VERYYY hard character to write for me bcs he's too emotionless and heartless and cold yk so i apologise if it the description doesn't sounds like him :D

''stop stressing about it . just relax '' you mumbled as you took a bite the sweet potato that the staff provided for the players, gazed fixed on the men infront of you with his face in his palm, food untouched .

a loud sighed escaping his lips before he look up and eyes darted into yours, with a disbelieve expression plastered on his face . ''relax ? you want me to relax ? we nearly die a few mins ago, how the fuck am I supposed to relax''

and with that, he dive his face back into his palm with his hair slightly mess because of the amount of time he ruffled his hair out of stress ,

you look around from where you are— sitting at the back of the bunker bed which was slightly shielded from other's players's view . sangwoo was rather piss from the last game— tug of war, thinking the possibility of him dying if isn't because of his last minute idea, so he tend to sat far away from everyone to cool down himself but you decided to followed him to help him cool him down .

sangwoo may looks like he's emotionless and heartless , but deep down he is actually scared and need motivation to keep up because he is physically and mentally draining. he doesn't show his emotions often but he is infact, stress and scared .

and you were more than glad to help him with it .

''you know what ? follow me to the toilet'' sangwoo suddenly snapped out, before he stood up and holding out his hands, which you hesitantly took it .

''what- why ? lights out is in... 15 minutes'' you said while pointing your finger on the big clock on the wall,

''i need.. some adjustments for my hair.. and you need to follow me to.. well help me'' he spoke, before he grip your hands tightly and drag you with him to the exit door,

not caring gihun's fainted voice asking where is he going, he pushed the exit door before pulling you with him and shut it close as well as gihun's voice.

''hey, slow down- why are you rushing'' you tried to pull of your wrist from his grip, which he just responded it with tightening his hands more around your wrist,

and before you could know, you finally arrived at the bathrooms — women bathroom— and sangwoo quickly dragged you in with him before he shut it down .

he look around for a moment, before dragging you into the last cubicle, which is kinda far away from the door and hidden from sight .

and with that, he pushed you into the cubicle, and slammed the door shut which make the room echoed with the sound and turn around to face you,

you were rather dumbfounded- but you automatically realised what is it about to happen, when you saw the visible buldge on his pants-

you were fucked

and before you could say anything, you felt his lips slammed onto yours, until you were pushed onto the rather cold tiles wall which make you accidentally slipped a moan between the kiss.

sangwoo kissed you roughly, and desperately— as if he was finding any sorts of distraction by devouring your lips, his arm resting on each side of your head, trapping you

you took a hold of his hair, grabbing a fistful of it, grabbing it hard as you felt the arousal sipping out from your cunt, which make sangwoo groaned into your mouth.

sangwoo rest his knees between your legs, making you desperately grinding your heat against it— searching for any kind of friction, your damp panties making it easily sliding on his knees,

''you want me to relax yeah you say ?'' sangwoo finally spoke as he pulled away from the kiss, leaving you rather needy and whiny for him.

''y-yes.. yes'' you tried to utter the words, as he had left you rather breathless after the long make out with his knees slowly grinding on your heat,

''then make me'' he whispered before he sat on the toilet sit, pulling you with him which you end up straddling over his waist, making both of you groaning at the feeling of his cock pressing hard on your clothed cunt .

''come on, go on, you said you want me to relax?'' he gestured as he tried to pull down your trousers—

and you were more than welcome to do that

you stood up for a moment before pulling your trousers making it pooling around your legs, revealing your wet yet soaked panties that make sangwoo groaned at the sight,

sangwoo look at your face before he gave smirked, a nasty smirk, patting his laps ordering you to sit down on it which you immediately straddling his waist, forehead immediately touching on each other, breath tickling each other nose,

and with that, he pulled out his cock— his hard cock which you can feel it resting on your tummy,

both of you were breathing hard, and before you could do anything, you felt sangwoo grabbed your ass and lift you up, hoisting you closer to his chest and slide your panties to the side and slip his cock in,

''oh— oh fuck'' he muttered under his breath, before he let go of your ass making you slump down on his lap— his cock instantly hitting that spot which make your toes curls at the pleasure .

without giving you time to adjust to his size , you felt him thrust his hips up, hitting all the good spots making both of you instantly groaned, your mouth making an 'o' shaped as he hit your spot repeatedly.

you tried making an effort to move by yourself, pulling yourself off his chest but you just eventually end up falling back onto his chest, which make you automatically took a hold of his hair, making a grunted sound escaping his lip.

with his hips still moving, he put his arm on both side of your waist, hands trailing down to your ass as he finally make an effort to move you on him in sync after he watched you being so hopeless in riding yourself on him.

your fluttering eyes watched on where both of you were connected, his cock slipping in and out easily considering you were wet with your arousal,

you felt sangwoo's finger push your chin up to face him, his breathy state and endlessly moans echoed through the cubicles, his eyes fighting from the urge to close at the pleasure.

this. this is too much for him.

too much for him that he forgot about the last game, his mind was cloudy at the thought of how his cock was perfectly hugged by your cunt.

and he finally found the distraction he's been craving off.

you.

your left arm was holding onto his shoulder, while the other hand is holding onto his hair for dear life, your forehead was connected to his that his breath is tickling your nose.

without second thought, you coated his cock with your arousal, cumming so jard to the point you had to hide your face into his chest to prevent yourself from making loud noises.

you were letting out sinful yet heavenly moans because of the overstimulation that is taking over you, instantly making sangwoo's high is approaching, and he wished nothing than to captured this moment and live in it with you.

even though its impossible

and when he finally shot his cum into your cunt, your thigh was shaking uncontrollably to the point he has to calm you down from your high, a big sighed escaping his lips as his left arm leave your arse and place it on the top of your head, gently patting your head that was still hidden on his nape as you were still squirming around onto his chest out of sensitivity.

once you felt his cock soften into you, you felt his other free arm left your arse and slither into his jacket's pocket, picking out something from it not even bother to pull his cock out.

and out of curiosity, you tilt your head to see him pulling out a cigarettes, and a lighter, as he effortlessly lit it up before put it inside his pocket back.

''where.. where did you get that'' you breathlessly asked, as you were still trying to calm your body down from your previous high.

sangwoo put the cigarette between his finger and put it on his mouth, while his other arm still tightly holding your tired body.

''212 gave me as a thank you for giving the last minute trick'' sangwoo spoke, as he titled his head up and blew the cigarette, before looking down at you staring him.

''do you want some ?'' he offered, but you just shook it off as you were actually staring at his hair.

''funny how you were asking me to help you with your hair'' you slightly chuckled at your own joke not even care if sangwoo would laugh at it or not,

but he is indeed smiling a little looking at your state.

even thought it will not last long.

-

''why the fuck is the toilet smells like sex ?!''

tags : @angel4you @midaribaby @set-theory-is-killing-me @diorpandora

#squid game #sangwoo #sangwoo x reader #cho sangwoo #cho sangwoo x reader smut #squid game fanfiction #squid game imagines #cho sangwoo x you #cho sangwoo squid game #squid game x you #squid game x reader #squid game smut

[ahsxual]

This Wasn't Supposed To Happen...

Pairing: Cho Sang-woo x Fem!Reader

Summary: The reader and Sang-woo had a one night stand. However, things didn't go as planned... or maybe they did.

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Request: Yes, by @kittyreads4u

Warnings: pregnancy, swearing, mentions of anxiety, probably some grammar errors

Word Count: 1,6k

A/N: Omg guys, I loved writing this so so much!! Thanks for requesting this @kittyreads4u, I hope you enjoy it! Have a nice day my friends, luv y'all <3

You never thought you would end up in this situation: hopeless, frustrated... and pregnant.

It was supposed to be just a lovely night, full of lust and desire between you and Sang-woo, the man who you deeply fell in love with. You didn't know how to tell him: you were too afraid to discover what his reaction would be. Was he going to leave you alone with an innocent baby?? Was he going to support you no matter what and stay by your side? Was he going to ignore you and pretend you never existed? Sang-woo is an unpredictable man, and those terrifying thoughts were what caused your anxiety to take control over you.

"This can't be happening..." you repeated over and over again, wishing nothing more then to wake up from this terrible nightmare. Right now, only you and your positive pregnancy test were the ones who knew about your pregnancy, and you wanted to keep it that way... But you couldn't. You had to tell him: it would be an unfair and imature gesture of you, and it is extremely wrong hiding a child from his own father.

You gripped your positive pregnancy test with such force, that you almost broke the fragile object in two pieces; you were sitting on the hard toilet lid while your head was turned down and your eyes were tightly closed; your cold, yet sweaty hands were on top of each knee of yours, and silence was your only company inside your dark bathroom. You kept thinking about your future nonstop: about your baby, about your radical life change... about creating a life beside your lover's side, who happens to be the father of your child.

Hours had passed and you barely moved from the place you were standing at, your back aching so much and your head feeling like it was going to explode any minute... That's when you realized you couldn’t do this alone and had to do something about it. Right now.

"Hello?" you heard his voice, his sweet, yet deep voice that gives you butterflies every time you hear it. You stood in silence, crying and suffering quietly, but Sang-woo knew better: he knew you better than you knew yourself, so of course he noticed your devastating state. "Y/N, what the hell happened? Did someone hurt you??" he cared about you. He truly did. And by that simple question, a small amount of hope shined through your heart and mind.

"N-no, no one hurt me... I just... need you here... please Sang-woo..." this time, you couldn't hide your fear from him, your voice and loud cries being the heartbreaking proof that you where in your worst state. You didn't hear anything for a few seconds, making you believe that that was the end, when suddenly your heard him once again.

"I'll be there in 10 minutes. Just hold on." and then he hung up. A sight of relief rushed over your body, but you were still far from being relaxed. You hadn't processed yet what you were going to say to him: he didn't even know that you love him, and now you're going to tell him that you are also pregnant of his child?? It was too much to you, and you deeply believed that it would be too much for him as well.

Eight minutes passed when you heard someone knocking desperately on your door. You couldn't wait any longer, so you ran to the front door and opened it as fast as possible, only to see an incredibly worried Sang-woo standing in front of you. His heart broke in million pieces the moment he saw your shocking figure: your hair was disheveled and your eyes were extremely red; your baggy clothes were a sign that you were too upset to even dress nicely to him, and that's when he knew something was really wrong. After what seemed like an eternity, he came to you and hugged you so hard that you could swear he was going to crush all your bones because of his tight embrace. His large chest was really warm, probably because he was running to you, and for a moment you felt like you were in heaven. There is no other place that brings you so much peace and comfort than your secret lover's arms and strong torso. And if you even think about it, that was probably the first time he hugged you... and holy damn, if it wasn't the best feeling you ever felt.

"Come here sweetie, let me help you." he picked you in bridal style before closing your front door with his right foot. You placed your weak arms around his broad shoulders, while your head was placed on the crock of his lightly sweaty neck, which you didn't mind at all. He gently sat on the sofa to not cause you any discomfort, and kept you in the same comfortable position, without saying a single word, until you calmed down. You took this chance to smell his fragrant perfume; the way he breathed so slowly, yet so deeply in order to control himself and stay strong for you; the way he held you on his lap so firmly, like he was terrified of letting you go. All those little details were the ones that made you fell even harder for him, making you question yourself how would you live without him if he choses to leave. All those thoughts invaded your mind over and over again without showing any mercy to your mental health, when you finally heard him mutter something under his breath, in a very low tone.

"Would you mind telling me what happened? And why are you in such pain?" you slowly looked up at him, meeting his eyes for the second time of that cold, dark night, and noticed how your feelings really affected him too, once you saw his teary eyes staring at you, waiting for a honest, straight answer. You got up from your comfy position to think better about your answer, without feeling the pressure of Sang-woo's eyes burning into yours. He felt uncomfortable and a little disappointed the moment he lost your physical touch, but you didn't paid too much attention to that detail. Right now, you had a lot to think about in a very short amount of time, since you couldn't let the tall man besides you suffer in antecipation.

"I'm pregnant." you stated as fast as you could, so this situation could end as soon as possible. Your eyes were closed and your expression was blank, the only possible thing to be heard being the loud and unbearable silence that was installed in the living room. You didn't dare to look at Sang-Woo, too afraid to see his reaction towards such a delicate situation. Minutes passed by and nothing changed: your anxiety started to grow up inside you at a fast pace, while it consumed the remaining energy you had left inside your body. But before you could cry, you felt a pair of big, strong hands grabbing your face in place. You jumped at the sudden and unexpected physical contact, making you have no other choice than to look up at him. When you opened your eyes, you saw a silent crying Sang-woo with wide-open red eyes looking at your owns, looking like he was trying to find your sweet, peaceful soul back. You glared at him in return with burning eyes, noticing how hard he was bitting his dry lips while painfully clenching his jaw, so he could hold his cries and remain strong for you.

"You know what?" he started, his voice trembling more than he expected. "I know exactly what you are thinking about. And I can't decide what hurts me the most: seeing you hurt, or the fact that you dared to think for a single fucking second that I would leave you alone with our child." this isn't the Sang-woo others knew: he is a selfish, rude and cold-hearted man in everyone's eyes, but for you... he was nothing but the most caring and protective man you have ever been with. You felt ashamed for him to discovered the truth: how could you forget that he was such a intelligent and insightful man? But none of that mattered now: suddenly, you started crying harder, but this time from pure relief and hope.

"I'm so sorry Sang-Woo, I was so fucking scared to lose you... I love you with all my forces and the truth is that I can't stand the thought of living a happy life without you... I loved you for such a long time, yet I never had the courage to confess my love to you... and then this happened. I just freaked out..."

"Don't talk like our son is just a mere accident! We caused that pregnancy, and now we are taking the responsibility of taking that child the better way we know!" his tone was harsh and loud, yet you knew his intentions were good and that he was right. You weakly smiled at him, since you had no energy left to reply to him. He noticed how tired you were, and hugged you one more time before kissing your head with a kiss full of love and respect for you. He didn't say he loved you back yet, but you knew that isn't his love language: his actions speak way louder and mean way more than 3 simple words.

"We are in this together, ok? I would never let you do this alone, never." and that's when you realized that a new phase of your life was about to start... an important phase where your soulmate would be apart of, to comfort and love you until the end of your days, for the rest of your lives.

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[berrytooth]

Sang-woo with a bubbly / dense S/O -

— [ g.n reader ]

- to start off, i don’t think he’d be a very patient man, but since it’s you, he has a little more patience

- that won’t stop his obnoxious sighs when you say something odd

- he IS very caring of you though

- if you’re ever in a situation where you’re in danger, he will lay his life on the line for you

- mans would eat glass for you let’s be honest

- he also really appreciates that you’re so bubbly, you’re the positivity he desperately needs in his life

- won’t hesitate to stab a bitch if they say something mean about your,, dull remarks

- when people find out you’re together they’re so surprised since you’re so different

- y’all help this man is my comphet crush-

#squid game x you #cho sangwoo #cho sang woo #cho sangwoo x reader #cho sangwoo x you #cho sangwoo x y/n #squid game #squid game x y/n #squid game x reader #mutuals #HELLOOO THIS MAN IS SO FINE??

[intellectualfallacy]

how about a yandere!sang-woo smut with fem!reader? kinks is corruption and innocence kink (if you are uncomfy you can feel free to not do them) <33

A/N: Those kinks are totally fine for me lollll I've read a lot of yandere but never written it myself so I hope this was accurate to it! As always, thanks for the request! <3

Rating: Mature 18+

MINORS DNI

Warning(s): Smut, Yandere!, Restraint (Hands), Corruption/ Innocence Kink, Choking (light), Squirting, Oral (F! receiving)

“You’re mine, right?”

My breath caught as his hand grasped my chin, forcing me to face him. His dark hair stuck into his forehead as his face was covered in a sheen of sweat and the lower half covered in my juices. His eyes bore into me, desperate for an answer. His gaze held an intense desire, one I hadn't seen before. I wanted to turn away but there wasn’t much I could do, anyways. My hands were tied to the headboard above my head as I was splayed across the bed naked, his hands holding my legs apart. His favorite tie was wrapped around my mouth, muffling the sounds I made as he ate me out for the last half hour. At least I guessed. The moment I came home, he was on me. Babbling about how much he missed me in between passionate kisses, saying how much he couldn’t stand it when I was gone for so long. It wasn’t unexpected. He could get like that from time to time, especially when I worked overtime. I’d be lying if I said I never enjoyed it when he did.

I nodded, his hand coming up to release the tie around my mouth. I gasped slightly as it was removed, my jaw slightly aching from being in the same position for that long. “I need you to say it.” He said. I huffed before saying, “I’m yours, Sangwoo.” He gave me a passionate kiss before he let go, moving his body back slightly from in between my legs. “And you were counting like I asked?” He said, grabbing my legs to spread them, licking his lips as he stared down at my swollen pussy. “Mhm.” I hummed, my cheeks heating up as he simply stared. “How many times?” He asked nonchalantly, bringing up a hand and slipping down the tie from around my neck. I huffed slightly before saying, “Three.” He looked back up at me, letting out a satisfied groan as he gave a smirk. “You’re always so good for me.” He replied, moving back over me to capture my lips. “Just for me.” His lips drifted from my lips to place kisses on my face before trailing back down to my lips, shoving his tongue into my mouth. “Would you like more? Hm?” He asked, biting my bottom lip as he moved back. “Yes.” I moaned, feeling his hands grip my knees as I kept my feet flat against the bed.

He groaned as he let a hand drift along my thigh. "Sweetheart, you just came three times." Two digits slipped in easily into me, causing me to let out a breathy moan. "Aren't you tired?" He asked, his other hand moving down to tease my nipples. I shook my head, whimpering as he moved his fingers at a slow pace. His expression softened, bringing a thumb up to rub my clit. "Really? How many times does my sweetheart want to come then?" He asked, tilting his head slightly. "Sangwoo." I whimpered, arching my back in an effort to receive more friction from him. I knew what he wanted me to do. It was always his goal to get me to talk as vulgar as he did, to try any fantasy I wanted to in the bedroom. He made it clear he wouldn't have any limits for me, he'd be my guide into the world of pleasure he could give me.

"What is it?" He asked, leaning down to capture a nipple in his mouth. I moaned loudly as his movements sent shocks all over my body, unintentionally yanking on the tie still keeping me there. "I need you." I gasped, arching my back again as his tongue flicked against my nipple. I was always amazed how well he could use his tongue. Detaching himself from me, he gave a smile as he gazed down at me. "There you go." He said, slipping in a third finger as his pace fell painfully slow. His other hand grasped my chin again, completely covering my vision with just him. "Do you want me just like this?" He asked, his voice lowering as he suddenly pulled his fingers out, thrusting them back in harshly. A loud moan escaped me at the feeling, whimpering as he started a faster pace. Not enough to cause me to come undone, but enough to get his point across. I nodded, biting my lip. Noticing, he moved his finger to my bottom lip. Wordlessly, I opened my mouth, licking a stripe under his thumb before taking it in. He groaned and clenched his jaw as I moved my tongue against him like I did when I blew him. I let my eyelashes flutter as we continued, both of enjoying the moment. While it was enjoyable, I'm sure he'd make it far more exciting.

I bit down slightly on his thumb, signaling him to remove it. He removed his thumb, me gasping slightly as spit dribbled down my chin and chest. "You're so beautiful." He said, moving back to take in my whole body. "Sangwoo." He looked back at me, nodding slightly as he waited for what I was going to say. "I want you to fuck me." I said. A smile crossed his face as he lent down to give me a passionate kiss. "I can't begin to explain how happy I get when I hear those words from you." He said, pressing a kiss against my forehead before beginning to reach for the tie around my hands. "No." I stopped him, making him look down. "I want to keep those on." I couldn't help but smile back as he had a gleeful expression on his face. "You're an angel." He said, smiling before moving and settling himself between my legs again as he placed a pillow under my lower back.

That smile quickly turned into a smirk as I gasped slightly when his hands roughly spread my legs. "Such a dirty, dirty angel." I let out a shaky breath as his hands lowered, spreading my folds to expose myself more to him. I whimpered slightly as I could feel my juices slipping down my ass, him giving a dark chuckle. "Getting wet just from me looking?" He asked, looking back up to me. His stare changed from delighted to lust-filled, making my legs weak. "Yes." I replied. After a moment, he moved his hands to spread my legs more. I moaned as he grasped his thick cock, stroking lightly as he spread the precum dripping from his tip. "I want you to beg." He said, keeping eye contact as he kept up his motions. "Tell me how much you want me." I gulped and licked my lips, before saying, "I want your cock in me, Sangwoo. I want you to make me scream." I could've sworn I heard him growl as he quickly positioned himself.

"Oh fuck!" I yelled out as he entered me suddenly, a hand gripping my hip as the other was placed above my stomach. "Relax." He said in a strained voice, the hand on my stomach lowering to have his thumb rub against my clit. I groaned as I tried to relax, eyes closing as I concentrated on the pressure on my clit. "That's good." I could hear him mutter as I slowly relaxed, feeling as his cock slid further and further. I felt as his hips finally met mines, hearing deep groans come out from him. "Good girl." I heard, my eyes fluttering open as I felt some of the pain start to go away. "Such a good girl." His hand on my clit drifted back to my stomach, letting it wander around my chest. "You can move." I said with a nod, getting one in return. I couldn't stop the loud moans that escaped me as he started a quick pace, moving his hips to find my g-spot. His grunts filled my ears along with the slapping sounds of our bodies meeting roughly, adding to the physical pleasure. Moans fell from my lips as my eyebrows contorted in pleasure, the headboard beginning to bang against the wall, sending dull thuds every time he thrust. "You're so- fuck- so tight." He grunted as he moved to grab the ankle of my leg, moving it so my leg rested against his chest. I yelled out his name as the new angle sent his thrust hitting my spot perfectly. "I want you to remember this." His eyes born into mines as he began thrusting roughly, making my back rub against the headboard when he did. "W-When someone calls you -ugh - sweet, I want you to remember how much of a whore you are for me." I trembled slightly at his words, nodding frantically as I gripped onto the tie, trying to grab onto something. "Are you mine?" He groaned, bringing up a hand to lightly wrap around my throat. I nodded, not being able to concentrate enough to make a coherent sentence. "Say it." His voice boomed. "I'm yours, only yours." I whimpered out. He grunted as his hips began snapping at an aggressive pace. It felt like I couldn't think. The overload of sensations was unlike anything else. The roughness of the ties and his grip on my neck sent a pleasurable pain alongside his cock. "Ah- you love taking my cock, huh?." He babbled as he began to get lost in the sensations, too. His face was still stern despite the circumstances, wonderful groans escaping his lightly opened mouth. I nodded, sure that I was going to be bruised from the hand gripping tightly on my hip. Probably in more places, too. Grunting, the hand around my neck fell back to grab my other leg, moving it to mimic the other leg. My legs rutted against him as I threw my head back, hitting it against the headboard by accident. "Be careful." He slowed for a second but resumed quickly. Both of us were too close to care if it hurt or not. "I'm gonna come." I moaned. He felt so good it was unreal. I couldn’t think straight. Couldn’t think about anything else other than the building sensation in me, whimpering as I kept arching my back. "Come around me." He whispered huskily against my ear, attaching his lips on the sweet spot on my neck. Unable to stop, I yelled out his name as I came, my whole body shaking as I felt him quickly move back. I trembled as I felt his thrusts had quickened slightly. I heard a dark chuckle from him as I was slowly coming down from the orgasm, trying to take in deep breaths. "Never had a girl squirt before." He said, causing me to look down in shock. His pelvis and thighs were lightly coated as most of it fell onto the sheets, staining it. "Don't worry about that." He replied, his thrusts becoming sporadic. "Only I can make you do that." He said, grasping my breast as quiet gasps left him. "Only you." I whimpered out. His body shook as I felt him release in me, causing me to groan at the sensation. His mouth stayed open as grunts left him, heavy breaths leaving him as he pulled out from me.

"I didn't know you could do that." He said as he handed me my robe, both of us fixing the bed. "I've done it once before but never during sex." I explained, rubbing my neck nervously as he removed the bedsheet off the bed. He noticed, giving me a warm smile. "You don't have to be embarrassed about it." He replied, rolling it and placing it into the laundry basket. "I know I shouldn't but..." I trailed off. He moved to me, cupping my cheeks and rubbing his thumb against my cheek softly. "It's natural. It happens. Don't do that to yourself, alright?" He said. My chest felt warm as I nodded, him placing a gentle kiss on my lips. "You're mine. You're perfect anyway you are."

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[maedrama]

sugar and spice but nothing nice - cho sangwoo

sangwoo was a very complex man. he was all work and nothing else, he made that very clear to you.

he was so attractive and that's what made so many women fall to his feet. he could have anyone he wanted, real relationship or not.

sangwoo knew that he needed to stop with all of his one night stands, scared that another would tell his mother about his strip club affairs.

he'd already been confronted by the older woman once, and a second time was out of the question.

he overheard one of his colleagues talking about having a sugar baby, gloating about how much he loves the operation.

it lit a spark in sangwoo, an idea that he knew he would be able to get away with.

no personal connection, little strings attached. it was perfect. he would get his fix and you would get yours.

he knew he had all the money to supply it, and all he needed was someone to give into his needs.

that's when he found you.

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the candle's flame danced inside the glass, making the air around you hot.

sangwoo's hips snapped into you at an angry pace, pounding at your gspot constantly.

"such a greedy whore." he groaned, pulling your hair back.

you yelped at his sudden action but enjoyed the tug on your scalp.

"that million won wasn't enough for you, huh?"

you'd be lying if you told him that all you wanted was the money. you adored that way his cock felt inside of you. all the other college boys could never give it to you lie he could, believe me, you've tried.

something about him was just so enticing and addicting that you always needed a fix. even once a week wasn't enough for you.

sangwoo assumed that you just wanted the money but pretended that you wanted him, so each time he gave you more and more; hoping that it was enough.

"just want you." you mumbled out.

you were so cock drunk every time the two of you fucked, so lost in the pleasure of him. his scent, his taste, his words, everything about him made you so love drunk.

love drunk was exactly what it was, wether you knew it yet. your deal had been going on for almost two years now, and you being horny wasn't the reason why you thought of him everyday.

sex wasn't the reason that you thought of him whenever you seen cigarettes on sale or when you would think of him when you walked past cologne stations in the mall. and sex wasn't the reason for you buying him things with the money he gave you each time.

sangwoo just thought that you were a sweet girl that loved buying people gifts. he never would've thought about you loving someone like him. someone so much older than you and cold like him.

you eyes rolled back as his cock repeatedly hit the gummy spot inside of you. you felt a knot form in your stomach, tightening with each thrust.

he chuckled at your words, shaking his head as his grip on your hair tightened.

"you just want my money you mean."

he was okay with it too. he didn't mind if you used him for his money, that is what he was there for anyhow.

"no, you." you whined.

his thrusts sped up, causing your body the shake with pleasure.

"oh my god, sir. i'm going to cum." you screamed, your orgasm flooding through you.

your body twitched as he kept on hitting your gspot over again.

"fuck, you're so sexy when you cum." he breathed, feeling his own orgasm coming on.

he watched in awe as you continued to shake around him and moan a string of his name.

your words were slurred, your fucked out brain taking over.

he felt your pussy clench down tightly around his cock, and that was all it took for his own orgasm to catch up to him.

"f-fuck." he moaned

his eyes rolled to the back of his head as his cum shot out inside of you.

you caught your breath as you recovered from your own high while sangwoo stopped his movements, just resting inside of you.

his breathing slowed down as he let go of your hair before patting your ass cheek slightly.

"good girl." he breathed.

you smiled slightly, whispered out a quite 'thank you, sir'.

this was how you addressed him. it was always sir, nothing else. the occasional 'sangwoo' slipped from your mouth, but was always corrected instantly by the man himself.

deciding that he needed a drink, he removed himself from you. you felt empty for a moment, before getting used to the loss of contact.

"want a glass of water?" he asked

he wasn't the best at aftercare, never really was, but he tried a little bit by offering food or a drink after each session.

"yes, please." you mumbled as clear as you could.

he nodded before turning into the kitchen, fetching the two glasses of water.

you laid yourself on the couch, turning over from your bent over position.

your whole world felt so blurry and fuzzy, something that wasn't unusual for you after sex with sangwoo.

you moaned calmly at the comfort of the couch cushions.

"here you go, sweetie." he walked back into the living room, two glass cups in hand.

you smiled lightly at him, reaching for the clear object. once he handed it to you, you eagerly took a sip.

"thirsty i see." he chuckled before hydrating himself.

sangwoo sat himself down next to you, moving your legs slightly then putting them over his own.

a comfortable silence filled the room, the two of you basking in the after sex glow.

"when do you have class tomorrow?"

you thought for a moment, your head still unclear.

"noon."

he nodded, grinding his teeth out of habit.

"do you want to go shopping with me like usual tomorrow?"

you nodded at him as you stared at the tv that he forgot to shut off.

"words, little one."

"yes, sir."

"good girl."

he never did things like this without something in it for him. usually, he just gives you the money and lets you do whatever you want with it. for sangwoo was sugar and spice but nothing nice and it was going to take a while for you to realise it.

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[merlieve]

Pillow | Cho Sangwoo X Reader

Fem! Reader

(She/Her)

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A/n: This is my first ever imagine for Squid Game, that’s it.

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Fluff | Warning/s: None, please inform me if there are any.

I do not allow my works to be republished in another site so please check in with me or at least give me credit!

It was a Saturday night, and It’s been days since Sangwoo left for his ‘business trip’, and Y/n was getting anxious. She started to think of the worse possible things that happened to him.

'What if something bad happened to him? Or what if he’s cheating on you?' She tried to shove away those images out of her head, but what if it was true? She’ll doesn’t know what happened to him. The only thing she could do was hope for the best.

Then, a thought struck her like lightning. Y/n gripped Sangwoo’s pillow and his shirt. She was getting desperate for his touch, even if it’s some days, she couldn’t wait. She was eager, and she couldn’t wait for him to come back.

Y/n changed the pillow into one of Sangwoo's shirts. A grunt escaped her lips once she lay down on Sangwoo and her shared bed, squeezing the pillow in the process. Y/n felt her eyes flutter as she started to doze off to sleep.

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Sangwoo did it, he finally won. He can pay back his debts and live a flawless life. All he could think about is his fiancée, he knew he had to win to give her the best life. Even if Sangwoo pictured a perfect life for his family, he did have trauma because of the games, he couldn't stop remembering everything that occurred in one week. He was desperate, and he had to do what he needed to do to win this game of survival.

When Sangwoo finally arrived at your shared flat, he heard indistinct snores. He chuckled, knowing it was Y/n. He opened the door, it made a creaking noise, hoping Y/n doesn't wake up, so he could surprise her, but it wasn't a surprise that she didn't wake up, after all, she was a deep sleeper.

After he bathed, Sangwoo slowly changed his clothes and applied medicine to his wounds, surprisingly, you haven't woken up. Following that, he went to your bedroom, he was shocked to find a pillow with his shirt on it. He suppressed a chuckle and replaced the pillow with him. Sangwoo swore his heart fluttered when Y/n snuggled close to him. After everything that happened, he needed her right now. Sangwoo knew tomorrow morning he'll be bombarded with questions, but he didn't mind. All he needs is Y/n.

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[parkvcrs]

Guardian Angel

SUMMARY: s/n y/n accidentally catches the eye of one of the guards.

PAIRING: guard! x player!fem!reader.

WARNING(S): death, blood, that sort of stuff.

NOTES: i guess minor spoilers for the third episode of squid game if you haven’t seen it.

Player 018 fiddled with the end of her uniform as she grabbed her breakfast from one of the guards, “Thank you.” She nodded her head towards him. A circle is drawn on his mask. It stands for being below the triangle and the square. This is a simple rule. However, the player seemed to be genuine in showing her appreciation of the meal — as if feeding her is not their responsibility, but a generous gesture.

The guard, in particular, was well-costumed to the rules that he must obey. He was not a manager nor a soldier, but a worker. A worker who is the "civilian" staff in the sense that they are given menial tasks — body disposal, preparing games, cleaning maintenance, and food distribution. Their role in the Games does not require them to speak or possess weapons. But most importantly:

1. ALWAYS WEAR YOUR MASK OUTSIDE OF YOUR ROOM

2. DO NOT CONVERSE WITHOUT PERMISSION

3. DO NOT LEAVE YOUR ROOM WITHOUT PERMISSION

He knew he wasn’t supposed to converse on his jurisdiction, but found himself compelled to respond to Player 018. He opened his mouth to engage in a conversation, but stopped himself, reminding himself of the rules and what would happen if he disobeyed. “S/n Y/n!” A voice called for the young woman, prompting her to tense. Turning around, the contestant retreated to her group with her breakfast in hand.

As the guard continued passing out the meal to the remaining players, he couldn’t help but glance occasionally in Player 018’s, or rather, S/n’s, general direction. Before the two knew it, it was time for the second game.

All players were herded to a spacious room that was made up to mimic a giant-sized playground, with a towering jungle jim and an adult-sized slide and so on. Despite the circumstances, Player 018 couldn’t help but get distracted by the scenery until the intercom rang loudly throughout the room: “Players, welcome to the second game. We will begin shortly.” At this, she frowned — reminding herself that she could spare no expense. She could not let herself daydream at a time like this, for it could jeopardize her chances of advancing to the next round. With a small sigh, she tilted her head back as she listened carefully to the instructions. “Players, before the game begins, choose one of the four available shapes you see on the wall. Once you’ve chosen your shape, please stand in front of it. Choose a shape and stand in front of it immediately.”

At this, S/n’s eyebrows furrowed together with subtle confusion as she tried her best to look past the shoulders of everyone in front of her. She looked at her options: a circle, a triangle, a star, and an umbrella. Player 018 stood there for a moment whilst trying to make up her mind for making her final decision before the intercom prompted that everyone should move faster, “Choose a shape and stand in front of it immediately.” It repeated.

Feeling as if she was being rushed, Player 018 began to pace in front of the various lines but ultimately decided to pick the star. Even though she was compelled to pick the umbrella from the beginning, her gut authorized against it.

“The time to select your shape has ended. I will now explain the rules of the next game. All players, please take one case each from the table at the front of your line.” With that, the lines started to move as guards handed out small tins. Eventually, it got to S/n’s turn and she was met face-to-face with another guard with a circle pattern imprinted onto his mask. Unbeknownst to her, it was the same guard from this morning. Player 018’s gaze shifted between the tin and the guard’s mask. “All players, please take one case each from the table at the front of your line.” The voice recited.

Realizing that she was holding up the line, she let out an embarrassed chuckle as she went to reach out for her tin but accidentally grazed over the guard’s hand. “Oh, my apologies…” She whispered before nodding her head to show her gratitude once more. “Thank you.” She turned her heel to find a place to sit down. The guard, however, temporarily stopped his duties as he recalled how small and gentle her hands were compared to his.

“Please take a moment to open the case and check the contents.” The voice continued and S/n, sitting against the slide, did as she was told and opened the lid to reveal a dalgona with a pattern of a star engraved onto it. “The second game is sugar honeycombs. The shape you have chosen is the shape you must remove from the honeycomb,” S/n’s heard felt as if it was going to burst as this was revealed to her, but she tried to calm herself with the fact that it could have been worse. “The time limit is ten minutes. You will pass if you trim out the shape without breaking or cracking within the time limit. With that, let the game begin.”

Hesitantly, Player 018 picked up the needle and looked back at the wafer in front of her. “You have got to be joking…” She let out a shaky sigh and carefully began to scrap it. It wasn’t long before a shot erupted in the once quiet area. S/n jumped at the sudden noise but made sure to not have her needle close to the wafer as this happened. She looked up for a moment and watched as blood trailed down the slide immediately after the first eliminated player is executed. She did not move for a few seconds as she watched numerous people get eliminated after this death since they accidentally destroyed their dalgona. 

After a few seconds, S/n slowly looked back down at the wafer and resumed her work but maintained wary of her surroundings. She was so engrossed in carving out the perfect shape that she did not notice the sound of the sand crunching under the boots of the guard approaching. His silhouette fell over her small figure as he unintentionally kicked up sand onto her. Player 018 bit the inside of her cheek, agitated as this happened before wiping the sand off of her. “I’m not finished yet.” She mumbled under her breath. She side-eyed the boots beside her leg and watched as they did not leave when she mentioned this. Frowning, S/n halted and showed the guard her almost finished carved star.

Looking up, she found it was not one of the men with the triangle staring down at her but rather a circle. She looked around at the other guard’s mask and found the individual in front of her was the odd man out. “I don’t think you should be here,” she said vaguely. “You’ll get into trouble, won’t you?” She tilted her head to the side and then began to finish up carving out her piece.

The guard, however, as to not draw suspicion, remained quiet and simply stared down at the participant. She shifted in her spot, showing obvious signs of discomfort. “I don’t mean to be rude, but I cannot focus if you are hovering over my shoulder…” S/n tried to remain as polite as possible. She could hear a slight scoff emit from the guard as he crouched down beside her before placing a lighter near her leg. Player 018 opened her mouth to reply but the guard gently grabbed her arm to get her attention as he raised his index finger to his mask to gesture to her to be quiet. She nodded, understanding but found herself looking at the lighter as he scurried away.

‘Did he confiscate this from another player? Did he bring it here? How did the others not find this?’ She chewed on her lip as she picked up the lighter, moving under the slide so she won’t be easily spotted by the other competitors or the guards. She huffed as she heated the needle which gave her an easy advantage in the game. She smirked at the sight of how easily she cut through the treat.

Within a few minutes, S/n Y/n was able to successfully cut through the shape of the star. Looking up, she quickly discarded the lighter into her pants as she went up to the nearest guard and showed him that she completed the challenge.

“Player 018, pass.” The intercom rang out which caused her to sigh in contempt and then was directed outside of the room to regroup in the main area.

Much to her credit, she did acknowledge that she wouldn’t have passed if it wasn’t for the worker — she fiddled with the lighter in her pocket as she walked down the corridor, frowning. S/n knew that she had to return it to him. She had to thank him in some sort of way for she was in his debt.

The very thought of the sworn enemy being her protector or knight in shining armor made Player 018 giggle at the irony which prompted the guard in front of her to look over his shoulder, as to stare at her inquisitively. “Oh… my apologies. My head was in the clouds.” She partially lied and almost immediately returned to her thoughts.

‘Looks like I have a little guardian angel on my side…’

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author’s note: ah! i am sorry if this came off as corny, cliché, or anticlimactic in any way! i just wanted to focus on the tension between you, the player, and the guard— plus, i am nooooo good when it comes to writing ends for stuff. 0-o

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[gothbusterz]

Intoxicating - Teacher!Sang-Woo x Student!Reader

Sang-Woo can’t help but obsess over his perfect little star student.

Warnings - Jealous Sang-Woo, Smut, age gap (legal), oral (F receiving)

Word count - 3.8k (I may have gotten carried away 👀)

Requested by @14lovez 💚

Click, clack, click, clack.

The sound of heels rushing down the tiled hallway echoed through the classrooms as she passed, papers falling from her arms and her phone clattering on the floor. Cursing loudly, she scooped everything up and kept running. She’d never been late before, let alone for his class.

Mr Cho’s lecture hall was near empty. 9 AM finance lectures didn’t exactly draw in the numbers, but she made it a point to always be there. It made him feel appreciated in a way he’d never admit out loud. In his eyes, she was the perfect student; attentive, clever and beautiful. Although he’d never admit, the last 3 years he’d had her in his class, he’d had the privilege of watching her become her own woman.

Sang-Woo met her as a fresh-out-of-high-school 18 year old - young, naive and curious - and now she was graduating; moving on and leaving him behind. He couldn’t get used to the thought of not seeing her sweep into his class of a morning, fresh faced and ready to drink in every word that left his lips with such focus that sometimes it felt like they were the only two in the room. He wouldn’t hear her quietly giggle anymore, whenever that stupid little boy that sat next to her cracked jokes that only they could hear. He wouldn’t be able to admire her as he had been for so long now, his eyes taking an extended vacation around the curves of her body underneath the figure-accentuating outfits she chose. Her perfume wouldn’t overwhelm his senses anymore, triggering something dark in his brain as his face hovered so close to hers, quietly explaining something she’d so innocently asked for help with.

Deep down, she drove him crazy; but Sang-Woo knew his place and he knew there were lines he should never cross, so instead he buried the impure thoughts he had about her. Part of him wanted to say something to her, but where would he even begin? The last thing he wanted to do was make her uncomfortable. He felt so sleazy. It’s not as if he’d intended this, but something about her was so… alluring. He couldn’t get her out of his head. She overwhelmed his thoughts even when she wasn’t there with him, and it made him feel an intense guilt. She was barely 21. Barely over the age of consent, and here he was, a grown man fantasising about the youngest possible woman without it being immoral. He hated himself for it, but no matter how hard he tried to ignore her, he simply couldn’t.

The students sitting before him chattered excitedly, paying no mind to the man sitting at his desk, chatting and giggling about the futures that they were about to embark on. The clock finally struck 9, and yet, she was nowhere to be seen. His heart sunk a little; the last lecture of the whole course and she didn’t show up to properly say goodbye. Of course, he’d see her briefly at the graduation ceremony, but after that, he knew he’d never see her again. He cursed himself, reminding his brain that she was off limits anyway. He knew he needed to move on but he was just stuck on a loop. The second he saw her, he knew the walls he built up to separate himself from her would be demolished by his own hand.

Standing up, he greeted his class and congratulated them on making it all the way through their bachelor degrees. Detailing the tasks of his final class, his eyes lingered on the empty seats in the front row - the seats usually home to both his favourite student and the little lap dog that seemed to follow her around, Hwang Jun-Ho. He knew he had no good reason to dislike this boy. He actually was her age, handsome, athletic and he’d already proven he could make her laugh. Jun-Ho was a good student and he’d never done anything to disrespect or cross his professor. It was all pure, untainted jealousy from Sang-Woo.

Neither Y/N or Jun-Ho were present, and Sang-Woo’s mind swam with the possibilities. He couldn’t push through the images in his head of the two of them tangled together, sheets grazing their bare bodies as they actively skipped his lecture to study each other instead. He couldn’t help but envision his hands all over her gentle flesh, his fingers in her hair, her nails digging into his back, her lips wrapped around…

He quickly shook himself out of it, shame flooding through his veins as he noticed all the blood that had rushed south at his musings. The thoughts filled him with rage, even though he knew Jun-Ho would be a better boyfriend than he could ever be. Y/N and Jun-Ho could go out in public and no one would ever bat and eyelid. Her parents would surely be ecstatic for her to bring a young man like him home to them.

Click, clack, click, clack.

The sound drew closer and shook him from his daydreaming, and suddenly his heart fluttered with relief and hope as she barrelled through the doors. She was panting, beads of sweat adorning her forehead as she rasped out an apology for being so late.

She’d really done it today. As soon as he laid eyes in her, he began to salivate. Her blouse was sheer enough to make out the outline of the black bra she wore underneath and her hair hadn’t been brushed before it was thrown into a bun sitting on the top of her head. Her skirt danced against the swell of her ass as she quickly hustled over to her empty seat. He took in the sight in front of him. She was always beautiful, but something about seeing her so disheveled hit him right in the lust he had for her. As she turned her head, exposing a dark purple mark against the skin near her collarbone, white hot rage filled him. Taking a deep breath, he pushed it down and cleared his throat.

“Nice of you to finally grace us with your presence.” His voice was colder and harsh, a far cry from the joking tone he’d meant to express it in. It was real now. Someone else had her and it made his stomach drop. Her expression was one of shock and embarrassment, flecks of disappointment in her eyes at the way her normally caring professor greeted her. She mumbled another apology, sitting down and averting her eyes downwards to the quiz sheet he had laid on each table.

Sitting back in his seat, Sang-Woo let out a frustrated sigh. He felt bad for snapping at her, but he couldn’t help but feel a new emotion towards her - betrayal. In his mind, she was already his. It was hard to remember sometimes that it was just his imagination, and this young woman had done nothing to warrant the attraction he had for her. Sure, she’d drop things at seemingly convenient times, her long legs bending as she bent to pick it up, giving Sang-Woo a show in the process. Sure, she stayed back after almost every lecture, as if she relished the time they had alone together as much as he did. To Sang-Woo, none of this meant anything. He could never be truly sure if she was just really that innocent, or if maybe, just maybe, she felt the same way even just a little bit.

He stood from his seat, observing the other students with their heads either down on their paper or buried in their phone screens. Taking a deep breath to muster the courage, he worked his way across the room and leaned his two large hands on the front of her desk, leaning down so that his lips could whisper in her ear without alerting the other students. “You haven’t seen Jun-Ho by chance have you? He didn’t show up today.”

Her body stiffened involuntarily as she shifted her gaze to meet the intense, dark eyes of her professor. He hadn’t said anything of the sort, but she could only take his question as a roundabout way of saying I know what you did. His expression was hard to read. It was something she’d never seen him wear before - irritation. He was always so gentle with her; complimenting her and helping with every problem, no matter how small. Sometimes she’d even pretend to not understand just so that she could have him close to her. What Sang-Woo didn’t realise was that she felt the same way, maybe even stronger.

He walked back to his desk, sitting back down and lowering his gaze to the finished quizzes in front of him. He felt like an absolute piece of shit knowing how uncomfortable he’d just made her. He’d basically attacked her without even saying anything. His hotheaded attitude blinded him from the reality that he held no claim to her. She was just his student. His beautiful, smart, sexy student. But his student nevertheless.

The time passed on and on, students chatting and sharing their plans for the weekend and the afterparty for the graduation. A sadness set deep into Sang-Woo’s chest as he realised that as soon as that clock struck 12, she was no longer his student. Lifting his eyes to lay them on Y/N, his heart broke as he noticed she hadn’t lifted her head since his harsh words. He’d already regretted what he said as soon as the words left his lips, and now he felt like a monster. You don’t tear down someone you love. Whether they love you back or not, it’s not fair. She had and has every right to sleep with Jun-Ho if that’s what she wants, even though it killed him inside.

The other students started to pack their things up as the time drew nearer and nearer. A few students approached his desk to thank him and he wished them the best of luck with a warm smile. He meant it. He wished nothing for the best for all his students, even that stupid fucking Jun-Ho prick. Eventually everyone had filed out of the lecture hall, leaving only Y/N nervously shifting in her seat as she finally raised her eyes to meet his. Sighing sadly, he pulled himself up from his desk and made his way over to her. The few short steps felt like a marathon as the reality that this was it washed over him. He wasn’t ready to let her go.

“I’m sorry I spoke to you like that. It was out of line.” His voice was a whisper as he finally sat down in the seat that Jun-Ho usually occupied. Her arms crossed and he could tell she was making an effort to hide the bruise that had been sucked into her neck. She was timid, not the bubbly self she normally was. “And it was wrong of me to insinuate that about you and Jun-Ho. It’s none of my business…”

He trailed off, his eyes eventually finding their own way down onto the large bruise she was weakly attempting to hide. It fixated him, and even in this moment, all he could think of was sucking and biting bigger and better marks into her neck. Clenching his jaw, he made eye contact with her once more. Her voice was quiet and low, finally mustering up the courage to speak. “It was a mistake… but you were right about Jun-Ho. You didn’t even have to say it… you just knew.”

He forced a small smile, his heart sinking at the admission. He knew. He always knew. But something about it being out in the open hit him right in the guts. Clearing his throat, he chose his next words very carefully. “The way he looks at you is-“

“The way you look at me, sir?” She cut him off, finally finding her voice. Colour drained from his face.

She knew. She fucking knew. My life is over.

Sang-Woo was speechless, his eyes scanning her face for any signs of anger or disgust. He knew he was in trouble now. He knew she could ruin him. Trying to deny it would be pointless. After all, he’d been staring at her blankly for far too long to dispute it now. Slowly reaching over, she brushed her fingers against his, resting on the smaller desk. A jolt of electricity shot from his finger tip all the way down to his cock and he jumped, snapping out of his stressed daydreaming state. His eyes landed on their hands just barely touching. She looked at him with both curiosity and hesitancy, concerned how he’d react.

Taking a deep breath, his fingers barely moved as he brushed back against her fingers before summoning the courage to gently place his hand on top of hers. She didn’t jolt or pull away like he’d secretly expected, not sure if what he was experiencing was a dream or not. Her fingers slowly closed around his hand and he revelled in the touch he’d been craving for the better part of 3 years.

“You’re a good guy, Sang-Woo. I’ve seen the way you look at me and I’ve seen the way you look at Jun-Ho. You don’t have to be jealous anymore…” standing up, she swung one leg over his thighs and wrapped her arms around his tense shoulders, sitting in his lap, face to face with him. His heart began to race as her scent engulfed him. His hips bucked upwards instinctively and his arms snaked their way around her waist so gently that he barely touched her, fingers brushing her skin. One hand gently rested against his cheek, and he leaned into her hand. His eyes remained transfixed with hers until she slowly dipped her head lower and lower, her breath fanning against his neck, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

“You don’t need to worry… I’m not your student anymore.”

She punctuated her whisper with a small, gentle nip at his ear and that was it. Sang-Woo’s hand pushed her chin up so that she was face to face with him and, finally, he smashed his lips against hers. A small surprised moan escaped her lips, and he drank it down. His arms held her tightly, pulling her as close as he humanly could. His hands pawed at the skin covered by material, running the perimeter of her back before untucking her blouse from her skirt to let his hands travel up her back, dancing across the warm skin. It sent shivers down her spine, his short nails gently scraping down her body.

His fingers traced the clasp of her black bra, snapping it against her skin and eliciting a delicious moan from her, making her squirm in his lap and gently pushing against the bulge in his black dress pants. He groaned into her mouth at the friction, biting at her bottom lip and pulling it before trailing gentle but urgent kisses down her neck. He pressed several kisses to the broken capillaries forming the bruise on her soft skin. His mouth moved ever so slowly across the front of her neck, down to the collarbone exposed by her shirt, before drawing the line back up the other side of her neck. Her small moans and mewls only spurred him on more.

In one strong motion, he stood from the chair he was seated in and wrapped her legs around his waist, holding her tightly as he lifted her into the air. He reconnected their lips and her hands tangled into his hair at the back, holding herself up against him. Sang-Woo laid her down on the empty row of desks, his large frame hovering over her small body as their lips danced and melted together. The perfume that once overwhelmed him now intoxicated him as he finally gave in to every desire he’d had for her since they first met.

His fingers nimbly popped each button undone before pushing her blouse back and admiring the beauty before him. His fingers then set to work on her skirt, finding the zipper before pulling it all the way down, the skirt falling open and leaving her in just her black bra and panties. His mouth began to water again as he pressed kisses from her collarbone, down the valley of her breasts, tenderly running kisses down the warm flesh of her stomach until he was sitting on his knees at the end of the table, staring up at the woman he’d obsessed over for years. He couldn’t believe it was actually happening. He couldn’t believe she actually wanted him the same way he wanted her. But sure enough, there she was; spread out against the desks, waiting for him to do whatever he pleased with her.

His fingers hooked into her panties and pulled them down, leaving him face to face with her pussy. He wasted no time, diving tongue first as if she was the most delicious meal to a man who’s ravenous. His strong hands pushed her thighs apart further as his tongue flicked and lapped at her clit, her back arching and perfect moans falling from her lips. Her fingers tangled into his hair, pushing him closer. He didn’t need to be told twice, his right hand moving off her thigh. His fingers crept their way up her body until they brushed her lips, asking to be taken in her mouth. She obliged, parting her lips and gently sucking at his fingers. He gently pulled the wet digits out of her mouth, using them to gently run up and down her folds before pushing one in and curling it upwards. Her body jolted, pulling a smirk onto his lips. He knew he was close. He slowly gently curled his finger, searching for the spot that he knew would send her flying, and when he found it, the cry she released was nothing short of heavenly to him.

He gently slipped the other finger in, massaging the spot he found while his tongue worked away at her clit. Her hands pulled and tugged on his hair enough to hurt, but he didn’t care. Her thighs tried to tense around his head but his other hand held her thigh in place as he continued his assault.

Sang-Woo felt her legs start to shake and he knew she was almost there for him. He added pressure to his fingers and quickened his pace and within seconds, a too-loud cry left her lips as she came crashing down around his fingers. He reacted quickly, withdrawing his fingers from her and slipping then between her lips as he covered her mouth with his hand. She whined at the loss but began to realise where it was they were actually doing this. They hadn’t stopped to think for one second. The University was still filled with people and at some point someone was going to have to use this lecture hall, but even with all that danger, the only thing Sang-Woo and Y/N could focus on was each other. There was no way in hell he was going to stop now, though.

She whined as he pulled away, dazed from the intensity of the orgasm he had allowed her to have. Sang-Woo, still fully dressed, quickly picked her up and carried her over to his desk; one more secluded from the line of sight of the door. One swoop of his arm cleared the surface off, and quickly undid her bra before he he laid her down one more time. His fingers made quick work of his shirt buttons, his shirt hanging open and exposing a toned chest and abdomen. Her finger reached over, gently tracing the lines of his gorgeous body as he speedily rid himself of his belt and pushed his dress pants and boxers down hastily, cock springing upwards.

She pulled herself up and slid off the desk onto her knees, but Sang-Woo was far too impatient at this point. He caught her, flipped her around so she was bent over his desk and pressed his body against her so she couldn’t move. “As much as I would love that, I’ve been waiting for this for way too long.” He growled into her ear from behind before lining himself up and pushing himself slowly inside.

She was so tight and wet that his legs almost gave way and he could have cum right there, but he bit his lip and powered through. His hips snapped back and forth, her hands bracing the wooden desk underneath her. He pushed her further onto the desk, pushing one leg up to rest on the table to hit a delicious new angle. Cries and moans left her lips involuntarily, and his hand took its place over her mouth again as his thrusts became more erratic the longer he held out.

Small pants left his lips as he felt the tension building up. His growls became groans the closer he got, and his hands dragged her body back into him in time with his thrusts. A few more thrusts had him filling her up with his cum without even being able to warn her.

He fell forward, both panting as he laid against her back. His head was spinning from how good it felt and he wasn’t ready to pull out just yet. He held her for a couple of minutes, slowly pulling out as his cock softened. Y/N was absolutely shattered. She knew her legs wouldn’t hold her; all she could do was lean against that desk and feel his cum slowly dripping down her thigh. Sang-Woo pressed gentle kisses to her shoulders as he redressed, buttoning his shirt back up after helping her with her clothes.

Gently helping her stand, he turned her around and pressed a passionate kiss to her lips. “I really don’t want this to be a one time thing. I’ve wanted you for so long - I don’t think I can let go now.” His words were a whisper, a smile forming on her exhausted lips as her arms wrap around his waist and her head rests against his shoulder.

A knock at the door startled the pair, jumping apart before another teacher entered the hall to begin his lecture. As they prepared to go their separate ways, she slipped a small piece of paper into his hand. She pressed a quick kiss to his cheek before she hastily departed; god forbid someone were to check the security cameras. Sang-Woo watched her walk away, a dopey smile on his face. Unfolding the little piece of paper she gave him, he found her phone number written neatly with a little heart on the end. He pondered, wondering if she may actually be the one for him. It didn’t matter though. Now they were just two people, free to be in love, and Sang-Woo simply couldn’t wait to start.

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teacher!cho sang-woo x f!student!reader [ smut ] minors dni !

summary ⇄ you help your teacher fix what you caused in the school bathroom.

warning/s ⚠︎ ⇄ smut, age gap, oral [male receiving]

word count ⇄ 1.1k

impatiently waiting for his students to barge in the classroom, clacking the tip of his shoe against the cold floor, constantly glancing down to his leather watch as each minute passes by. aligning pencils and stacking paper, yawning due to the little sleep accumulated.

after several minutes of attempting to keep his eyes open, enduring heavy drowsiness, the doors opened to the loud chatter and laughter of students. books enclosed on their arms as they hurriedly searched for their seats.

you had a test assigned today. not so important to say the least considering mostly everyone spent the night before drinking.

you had barged in the back door of the room, gaining a few looks from the others from the sudden loud entrance. a few buttons of your top unbuttoned. skirt hiked high up your waist making it appear shorter than it was. hair an absolute horrid mess as the pounding headache boomed in your brain from the large impact of this morning’s hangover.

your teacher stood still in his place as the only thing that moved was his growing bulge. the sight of your legs spread as your figure was slouched improperly on the desk was unsettling him. arousal evident as he made every way to make it seem less noticeable.

hands trembling while he distributed the parchment, row by row. his painful erection making him grip each table he overtakes, frequently lifting the bridge of his glasses.

we could say you most definitely knew what you were doing to him. just the thought of making the hottest professor in the school crumble in the palm of your hand made your mouth water.

“you have thirty minutes. you may start now.” he sternly states.

purposely clumsily dropping your pen just next to your chair right as your teacher was near. making him crotch down along with you, meeting eye level with your exposed cleavage. redness was visible in his face as you sent him an innocent smile and a small ‘thank you.’

“i’ll be in the bathroom for a moment.” he quickly says after he clears his throat. briskly exiting the classroom filled with thinking students. swiftly walking through the halls and into the bathroom. a deep groan emitting from his throat as he settles on the small wooden bench of the enclosed nook of the bathroom.

he proceeds to undo his belt from his waist, unhooking the button, and pulling down the zipper of his pants. was he really just about to this? he so clearly knew he was better than this, but the pain was almost unbearable. just the thought of bending you over and fucking you senseless was making him hard by the second. just then, he continued to pull out his dick off his boxers, pumping his cock, wishing that you were the one touching him right now.

how silly, isn’t it? getting off to his own student? but he didn’t care at that point, just continuing to thrust into his own hand like a foolish man.

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getting up from your desk as a wide smirk was displayed on your face, so clearly knowing what you had to do. putting down the pen on the wooden surface facing the test paper down as to avoid your fellow classmates from copying— well, nothing really.

slamming the door behind you. proudly running down the halls directing to the bathroom. slowly stepping in the threshold of the bathroom humming a soft sing-song.

“mr. cho?” you sweetly call, your voice echoing through the bathroom walls causing him to flinch. he doesn’t dare to respond to your calling, only stiffening up in his seat as one hand is wrapped around his cock.

“hello? mr. ch— oh.” you couldn’t help but widen your eyes as you caught him in the act. the sight weakened your knees, such a slut for your own professor. he quickly tries to hide his ‘situation’ although obviously failing.

“i— sorry, i just—“ an absolute stuttering mess, probably to the verge of fainting.

you only softly smirked at his messy state.

“why so frightened?” you tease with pride, getting on your knees between his legs as you run your hands up and down his thighs.

“don’t you think I should fix what I caused, sir?” sending him an innocent smirk, riling him up even more.

“you know we can get in a large amount of trouble if we go through with this.” hardly getting the words out of his mouth whilst you pump his erect cock with your hand.

“do you really think i’d be doing this if i didn’t think this through? oh, I thought you were a lot more clever than that, sir. I'd be more than willing to take the consequences if I'd be able to get a taste of you, sir.” you boldly say with an annoyingly wide grin on your face.

your lips hastily wrapping around the tip of his shaft, a deep groan emitting from his throat. your tongue flicking it as you glance up to his features to observe his relaxed state. how he throws back his head, closes his eyes, and leaves his mouth half-open, it only makes your panties dampen more than ever.

“shit, hurry. feels so good.”

he pulls you down deeper by the grip of your hair, making the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat making you slightly gag around him. the way he groans and gently whispers your name motivates you further. your cunt aching for any slight touch causing you to rub your thighs for some friction. his length twitches inside of your mouth, alerting you he was approaching his high.

you move your head even faster, focusing on sucking on the tip even harder, and stroking your hand on the base of his cock and the parts you can no longer fit.

“fuck, i’m gonna cum.” he says with a deep tone. his cum suddenly spurting out and into the surface of your tongue. swallowing his warm orgasm down your throat as his moans makes your eyes flutter up to his face. the way he calls your name could make you cum right there and then. you pull away your mouth from his cock with a subtle pop.

getting up to straddle his hips, immediately capturing his lips, slightly surprising him. although, he continues to devour your soft lips. hands delicately holding your waist as you grip on to his shoulders. you both just breathlessly rest your foreheads against each other in silence.

comfortable silence. quietness that kept your minds running. utter regret-filled thoughts, maybe? how do you try to disregard the fact that something so wrong felt so right? how can such a toxic misdeed feel like absolute heaven? but aren’t you always addicted to what’s so wrong?

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Hello! I saw you write for squid game so I decided to request 👀 may I have some squid game characters, mostly some of the main people (the main alliance + sae byeok and her friend) with a S/O that is charming and/or charismatic in a way? thanks!

Oh yeah definitely! I'm gonna do more of these multiple characters Headcanons

Characters: Seong Gi-hun, Kang Sae-byeok, Hwang Junho, Cho Sang-woo.

Summary: The Squid Game gang with a charming/charismatic S/O.

A/n: so I divided the definition of "charming" into 4 parts. So each S/O has a different definition of them being charming.

Seong Gi-hun.

Your charming personality works on him like a...well, a charm! You're supportive, that's your nature and also his favorite thing about you. He loves that he can be himself with you and talk for hours on end about practically nothing, he feels like a teenager with a crush whenever he's with you. You don't judge him, nor degrade him or sabotage him, and for that he trusts you. You're interested in him and give your attention to him, which he hasn't gotten in a while. It makes his heart burst with happiness.

Kang Sae-byeok.

She is a woman with a heart of ice. And somehow, you manage to make it a little warmer. Your charming personality has a grip on her, body and soul. You're a dreamer. It was something that the two of your shared greatly, having a dream. She loves to sit and just talk about dreams until morning comes, closing her eyes to imagine herself escape to that dream place in her mind. You make her feel safe, and also make her laugh. She doesn't laugh a lot, but you always manage to crack a smile on her face with your silliness.

Hwang Junho.

There's nothing this man wouldn't do for you. You ask it, he'll do it. But he can't seem to notice that you don't ask for much, at all. Your charming personality makes him swoon. You're affectionate. You value every minute of each day, you admire how the clouds move in the sky, or the way that the leaves crunch under your shoes, or when you look at him with those eyes that he can swim in and disappear for eternity. You're precious and he treats you as if you were made out of glass. He loves how you hug him, the way that your lips feel against his, your soft touches on his skin.

Cho Sang-woo.

He is laid back, always keeps his thoughts to himself. He likes the quiet, how he can control things without being distracted. That doesn't last long though, not when he's with you. Your charming personality makes him crave it even more. You're passionate. You're engaged in every moment, and highly curious about everything. You have a certain energy that he is addicted to, something about you makes him want to strive in life and become more successful. You're energetic, always dragging him to see new things, to try out and live life to the fullest. He has always been sheltered, but you managed to take him out.

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