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8~ Man-handling/Collaring: C. S

♡Pairing: Choi San x Reader (f) ♡Genre: non-idol au, ex-boyfriend au ♡Word Count: 1,516 ♡Warnings: man-handling, collaring, marking, spanking (f receiving), female orgasm, rough hard quick sex, mentions of multiple rounds, San really wants you to say you’re his, okay?!, mentions of a toxic relationship, begging ♡Rated: 18+ MDNI, smut with no plot ♡Masterlist link~ | Previous Day~ Seonghwa | Next Day~ Seonghwa ♡Dedication~ @mejuii @downtoamagicalland the unholy trinity beta team

“Why aren’t you paying attention to me?” San pouts at your side. He leans an arm against the back of the couch and squishes his cheek there, staring at you.

“San,” You stare straight because you know that if you meet his eyes, it’s all over.

“What?” He says petulantly.

“We talked about this, remember?” You say in a strained voice.

San blew a raspberry, making it clear that he didn’t agree with whatever had been talked about. “It’s stupid, that’s what I remember.”

Yeosang meets your gaze from across the room and raises an eyebrow in question. He’d bail you out of the San situation if you gave him the green light. He was the only one who might be able to hold San physically back. You shake your head slightly. You’d handle your shit on your own. It was your shit after all.

“We broke up, San. We talked about giving each other space. Because that would be the healthy thing to do.” San had also promised while twirling his finger around a lock of your hair and his smirk against your neck, but it had still been a promise.

San sits up and shrugs. “I seem to remember you taking me quite well afterwards.”

Your posture is stiff at his words. Why were you so weak for him, even if it was bad for you? “Stop it, San.”

“Stop what?” San leans in close and his nose practically touches your cheek. “Stop being near you? I can’t. You draw me in like a moth to a flame, no matter how corny you think that is. I don’t want to stop moving towards this brilliant light, even if it kills me.”

You dig your nails deep into your palms in an attempt to keep yourself from having another moment of weakness but nothing seems to be able to eclipse the slow, toothy smile San sends your way. He fucking knows you’ve already caved and he’s about to get everything he wants.

“Your chariot awaits, Mi’lady.” In two seconds, San has scooped you up into his arms and was already walking towards the stairs.

“Again?” You hear Yeosang groan behind you.

You do your best to not melt into San’s arms but you feel like you’re blushing from your toes to the tip of your head. The best you can do is let your head fall to the crook of San’s neck as takes the stairs two at a time. It’s not long before he’s kicked in someone’s door and throws you on the bed.

“San!” You squeal as you bounce a few times.

“Baby, you’re all mine now,” San laughs in delight. He dives into the bed after you, quick to grab your wrists and pin your hands over your head. His lips crash over yours and its all you can focus on. It’s messy and delicious and all consuming until San’s hip begin to push your legs apart.

You moan and arch your back as his dick presses into your clothed core. San begins to kiss down your neck, sucking a love bitch there and groaning at the look of your neck with his mark. “I’m going to fuck you so good, you won’t be able to walk straight tomorrow, Baby.”

“San, no,” You protest weakly. Him just saying that implies several rounds and you knew he could put his money where his mouth was.

San nods slowly. “Can’t walk away from me if you can’t walk.”

“Fuck,” You curse as he pushes your turtleneck up over your breasts and pulls the cups of your bralette aside so that your breasts spill out.

“Hello, Daddy missed his girls,” San chuckles lowly and then dives his face in between your breasts.

“You fucking pervert,” You chuckle with him, hand diving into the nape of his neck to hold him to your breast. His eyes don’t break your gaze as he licks your nipples like they’re an ice cream cone.

“You flatter me,” San murmurs back, moving to your other breast to give it just as much attention.

“Stop being gentle with me,” You find yourself whispering before you can stop yourself.

San’s eyes go darker in hue. “Want me to be rough with you, Baby?” San growls.

Next thing you know, your face is in the bedsheets. Your ass is in the air and your arms are pinned behind your back. You attempt to struggle and find that there is no give in the bindings that are Choi San’s hands. “Why struggle when you’re already mine?” San’s fingers find the waistband of your leggings and with a swift wretch, rips them off you, revealing your bare pussy.

You could hear the pleased, smug smirk in San’s voice. “See? No panties? That’s my girl.”

“I’m not--” You struggle with this the most with San. You belonged to no one. “I’m not yours.”

“Not mine?” You hear some rustling and a zipper being pulled down. “Oh, Baby.” His cockhead nudges your swollen lower lips and you almost cry out. “Try again.”

“Please,” You beg.

“That’s not how this works.” San swirls his sensitive head against your wetness. “You give something to me and I give you something back.”

“I need you,” You moan, pushing your hips back in hopes he would just take you.

You hear the slap before you feel the pain. You bite down on your lip and as a result you growl as the pain radiates from his hand print. You breathe in and out of your nose, needing a moment.

“Actually, I’ve changed my mind.” San releases your arms, only to flip you over and pick you up again. He takes you off the bed and pushes your back against the wall. Both of his arms brace your legs and his hands support your ass.

He presses up against you, freeing one arm but bringing your faces so close that you’re both almost cross-eyed staring at each other. “Got you something. I think you need a reminder.”

San pulls something from his pocket and grins as he waves it beside your face. “You got me a collar?”

“Matching leash too.” San’s face couldn't get any cockier. “The tag says C.S’s. Slightly classier than San’s Whore. But I could always get another one.”

“You mother fucker,” You swear. You’d love to say there was weight to that but your pussy was so fucking wet right now, it was a struggle just to not succumb to the dumbification San was making you feel right now.

“Put it on and I’ll fuck you. Refuse and I’ll leave you a big wet unsatisfied mess here. Simple as that.” San shakes the collar again, making the tag rattle.

You swallow but you don’t have any moisture in your mouth. “San, you can’t--”

“Deadly serious, Baby. Want you to walk out of this room with this around your neck.” His eyes comb your face like he’s committing it to memory. “You’re mine. You know you are,” San can’t help but whine.

“Baby,” You cry out and then snatch the collar from his hands. You quickly wrap it around your neck and do up the thick belt latch. The weight of it against your neck really is a reminder. “There, see, you silly creature, I lo--”

San’s crooks his finger through the tag’s circle and pulls you forward so he can smash his lips against yours again. Between muffled moans, San says, “My--baby--girl!”

“I’m yours, I’m yours, San, please, now take me, take me!” You say between breaths of his desperate kisses.

The two of your chins tip downwards to watch San enter your bare wet pussy. His body waves between your legs, arms still holding you in place against the wall. Your breathing quickens as the tip of his dick continues to pass over the rough spot inside of you. San is well-versed in your body, so he knows exactly what angle to thrust into you. His dick game had always been impeccable but when he had memorized all your ticks, it was that much more pleasurable.

“Harder, faster, San, please, don’t--” No more words pass your lips, simply an unending ‘ah’ as San does exactly what you plead. His hands are around your waist, slamming you down upon him and it is doing everything you need from him. Your breath is coming out in gasps between his thrusts now.

“Mine, mine, mine,” San chants under his breath, tongue running along his upper lip. “This pussy is mine, Baby, it’s all mine. She only sings for me this way, do you understand? No one can kill this pussy like I can, hmm? Gonna make you come and push you into another orgasm. Because she’s all mine.”

“San!” You scream his name as you come and come hard. Blasts of lights flash behind your eyelids and your walls flutter around his cock. San slows, shallowly thrusting into you, holding his own orgasm off just so he could fuck you through another orgasm.

San swats playfully at your tag that proclaims you’re all his. “Scream my name louder, Baby.”

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