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Suppression | Choi Mujin x Reader

A/N: I’ve written this about a year ago and I just left it in my drafts so I didn’t proofread this. Hopefully, you’ll still get the story.

Word Count: 6.4k

Warnings: 18+, angst, age gap, eventual smut, pining, jealousy

You first joined the gang when you were 19 and only three years after that, you were able to climb the ranks of Dongcheon. Sighing, you collapsed on the couch of the private gym wherein you practice with the other higher ranks.

“You’re still here?” You abruptly stood up as you look at the source of the voice.

“Oh... Taeju-yah, you scared me.” I sighed, sitting up and resting my back on the couch. He chuckled and sat beside me.

“Taeju-yah? I’m older than you by two years, you know?” I rolled my eyes at him.

“Don’t expect me to call you oppa, please..” He laughed once again and ruffled your hair.

“And what’s wrong with that?”

I eyed him from head to toe. “You’re not exactly an oppa-type-of-guy. Sorry.”

He chuckled once again as we both heard two pairs of footsteps entering the gym. I stood up as I greet them.

“Hyungnim,” Taeju muttered.

“Sunbae,” I greeted Donghoon-sunbaenim. During my stay here, Donghoon sunbaenim has always guided me and helped me. In a sense, he’s like a father to me.

“Hey, you guys are still here?” Donghoon asked.

“Oh, I was just wrapping up when Taeju came in.”

“Again, careful with the Taeju, I told you I’m older than you.” He wrapped his arm on my shoulder, making contact with my exposed skin. Then his other hand gently pat my head as if to scold me.

“As I said earlier, don’t expect me to call you oppa.” I whispered back while Donghoon sunbae watched us, laughing at our exchange.

“I won’t be surprised if you two end up marrying each other.”

I glared at him. “Sunbae, please.”

“I don’t know why you’re assuming that I’ll get married at all, Hyung-nim.” - Taeju

“Yes, bold of you to assume that someone would marry this guy.”

“Woah, make sure you will not eat your words once you fall in love with me and force me into marrying you.”

“That will never happen, so you can now sleep peacefully.” I pat his shoulder gently.

“Oh Mujin, are you going to give them your blessings? Because I would.” That’s when I realized that the boss of Dongcheon was also standing behind Donghoon sunbae.

“Sir,” I bowed.

“Eyyy no need to call Hyungnim boss or sir when it’s just us.” Taeju said. “Right, Hyung?”

I was dazed, his eyes were fixed on me. Have I mentioned that I have a tiny crush on the mob boss, Choi Mujin? I mean, who doesn’t?

“Right,” Donghoon sunbae encourages, putting his arm over the boss’ shoulder, he can freely do that because Mujin is wayyyy younger than he is.

After waiting for any reaction, I began to ask. “So, uhm, what should I call you si- uhm.” I start to blabber nonsense, I wish that I did not, but as I said.... I have a little crush for the boss.

“Mujin, just call me Mujin casually, Y/N.” He said as he intently stared me to my eyes, oh boy.

Thankfully, Taeju butted in. “So I can call you Mujin too, right Hyung?”

Mujin slightly smirked as he reluctantly took his eyes off of her, eyes temporarily settling at Taeju’s. “I clearly said Y/N, Taeju-yah.”

Taeju sighed. “Arasseo,” he gripped my right arm in his hand and bowed at the two older men. “Then... we’ll be going now, Hyung-deul.”

The two nodded at us before Taeju started dragging me out. “Wait, where are you taking me? I didn’t agree to your date proposal.”

He squinted his eyes on me. “Shut up.”

When the two kids left the room, Mujin found himself staring at the girl who was over 10 years younger his age while Donghoon’s laughs filled the room.

“Is there really something between them?” He asked as soon as they disappeared.

Donghoon found his answer interesting. “Why? Are you afraid that she isn’t good enough for your favorite Jung Taeju?”

Mujin shook his head as he look at Donghoon. Mujin knew that you were Donghoon’s favorite, sometimes he thinks Donghoon acts like your father. It makes sense, you and Donghoon has some similarities though it’s hard for Mujin to talk to you yet.

An idea came into Donghoon’s mind as he watched Mujin. His eyes were on him but it was obvious that he was thinking about something else.

“Don’t tell me..” Donghoon said, thinking it was absurd. “No, right?”

Mujin was suddenly brought out from his thoughts. “What?”

Donghoon stared at him longer for a moment, still observing Mujin’s face.

Mujin found this weird so he took a step back. “What?”

But the older guy only looked away and shook his head. “nothing,” Then he started walking to the ring.

“What was that??”

“Nevermind, it’s just nonsense.”

For the next two years, me and Mujin became closer and it wasn’t awkward for us to talk about things anymore. We become a lot more friendly but not like how friendly I am with Taeju. He’s also overprotective with his people but not in a way similar to Donghoon. Though it confuses me, I find this side of him warm.

He stood from the bar and went off to look for you. You were sent to a mission to kidnap the new supplier of drugs that has been affecting your business for weeks now, you had to wear a rather revealing dress as a dress code to the party. You managed to succeed with the mission, leaving it to the hands of Taeju and Donghoon who carried out the unconscious body of your target from a while ago.

From a far, Mujin saw her scanning the crowds looking for him. A slight smirk painted on his face thinking that she was only looking for him. He made his way towards her, increasing his speed once he saw males surrounding her bombarding her with questions. Without a word, Mujin managed to slip himself in the crowd, placing his hand on one side of your hip, pulling you against him.

All the guys looked up to him, irritation was painted on their faces. He wanted to show who she is, at least to him, so smirking he said. “There you are,” whispering it to your ear.

Mujin waited and Y/N seemed to catch up well as a smile painted to her face and her hand falling on his chest. “Oh, hey love.” you said with that voice. “I’ve been looking for you.” you began to snuggle against him, head falling in his chest.

“Sorry, let’s go?” All you replied was a nod. With that, Mujin took off his eyes from you and to the guys who was obviously disappointed. He couldn’t stop flashing them a smug grin as he placed his hand on your back, gently assisting you out of the room. His hand lingered even when you two made it to his car.

“You’ve done so well..” Mujin complimented and I beamed up, of course, my boss was complimenting me so how can I not feel giddy?

Mujin still wouldn’t take his eyes off of you.

“Well, because you did so well and it’s such a waste to go home looking like that. Why don’t we go get dinner first?” Looking like that? Did he thought I was beautiful? You looked up at him and saw him already staring at you.

“Sure,” that’s when Mujin finally took his eyes off of you as he opened the door to his seat, a hidden smile on his face from his approval of your answer. With that, you followed after him and opened your own door.

Mujin took you to a rather fancy restaurant, the night was filled with just you two talking. You were admiring how he looked, as did he. His eyes never leaving yours. He watched you all night, from how you cut your steak, to how you laughed when he mentioned something funny and to how you drank the your wine. Your tongue running over your lower lip in an attempt to savor it up to its last drop. And though his thoughts ran wild again from this, he restrained himself, knowing all too well how you would react once he took action for his thoughts.

And so the night ends by him dropping you off to your unit, both of you restraining yourselves, both thinking how the other would be furious once you’ve done something.

“Oh right, I almost forgot. Here’s the telecomm,” You held the little device in your hand mid air, waiting for Mujin to take it. His hand extended to yours, fingers lightly grazing yours and you both stilled in that moment for a few seconds, both contemplating whether to hold each other hands but deciding not to do so.

You look away and opened the door. Bowing you say, “Thank you for the dinner.”

And all Mujin did was to nod his head, your hand closing the door as you proceed to walk off to your door. Mujin can only watch.

Spending the next year together only worsen the tension. He wanted you more, but he couldn’t do anything about it. And so he observed you with his eyes, watched how you move and fight, and savor listening to your voice.

You forget the amount of times you had to remind yourself not to think of lewd things when your boss calls you into his suite, instructing you for a mission. And you always had to remind yourself that he was just being a kind friend whenever he tells you to be careful as you turn your back to him after receiving orders. And he would always wait for you to look at him again whenever you halt in place when he does this, but you never did.

Just like Donghoon and Taeju, Mujin only wanted you to be safe, there was no other underlying meaning to this. So you always convinced yourself to continue walking out of his office.

One time, this happened in the presence of Donghoon. The moment you left the room, he asked. “What’s stopping you?”

Mujin didn’t bother to lie, he knew it was useless. So, instead of answering, he just downed his whiskey, hoping that Donghoon will just drop the subject.

Thankfully, he did.

You were busy in the gym, training the new guys. Especially Do Gangjae, he has the skills and he’s willed enough to win the brawls. Despite being the maknae, he earned the trust of the older trainees. You were having fun for a while, until you heard the news.

Donghoon is dead.

Donghoon, your only father figure.

When you found out about the truth, you found yourself speechless. Asking yourself and even the ghost of Donghoon if everything was just a lie. Those stories, time, laughters and memories that you’ve shared together, was it all just a lie?

You didn’t even have the courage to go to his funeral, opting never to associate with him again.

You cared so much for Donghoon. As much as you care for Mujin and Taeju. So his death, despite his betrayal, was still as painful. What made it even worse is knowing who killed him, and still understanding why he was killed... why it was necessary.

It was the most important rule of Dongcheon, betray the organization and you will be killed. Surely, Donghoon knew of this risk before he entered the organization as a spy.

Though Mujin will never say it, you knew he hated the situation too. Donghoon was his most trusted friend, and you knew that, for a moment, he hesitated. But it was the rule of Dongcheon, and without it, the organization will crumble.

His betrayal changed something in your leader, as well as Taeju. Mujin seemed to draw boundaries now, Taeju started calling him sir/boss/CEO again, so you decided to call him that too. Taeju, at first, didn’t want to strike any conversation with you at all, but he eventually came around.

Mujin did not. It’s as if he had taken all the steps he made towards you, and now you’re both back to zero. He realized how wrong it was for him to trust someone, given his... profession and lifestyle. He should’ve known better. Everyone will betray him someday. And he would eventually have to kill them.

Never did the three of you spend your time together again, eating samgyeopsal at the same place, though Taeju will sometimes offer to treat you somewhere else.

It all gets worse once Donghoon’s daughter came in the picture. She’s too driven by revenge. At times, you wanted to scare her away, to tell her to escape and rebuild her life, but she was too eager to avenge her dad. A part of you felt for her, for all the times that she had missed Donghoon, he was with you, looking after you like a father. Perhaps that was the reason why he was so fond of you? Maybe you reminded him of his own daughter? But you’ll never know.

You never had the chance to convince Mujin to let go of his little revenge, believing that he wouldn’t listen to you. He seemed to have grown an interest for Donghoon’s girl. Finding her similar to Donghoon, yet different. She was much braver than him. You understood why Mujin was so interested in her and you knew, that if there was someone who could cause Mujin’s and Dongcheon’s downfall... then it would be her. So you weren’t that surprised, watching Mujin training her in such late hour. He’s smiling again, you can taste jealousy in your tongue.

Not really having the energy for other things, you volunteered to handle the deal in Japan, and when you came back.. you found out that Gangjae has killed Donghoon’s daughter, Ji-woo, was it?

Such tragic life.

Well, yours isn’t any different.

For the next two years, Dongcheon only became more powerful. Which meant that there were more enemies. Taeju was in charge of transacting with the dealing of drugs while you were in charge of taking care of Dongcheon’s allies, always sent out to make sure that everything is in order. You thought 2 years would be enough for Mujin to come around, but it turns out that you were wrong. Still, you were happy that he seemed to be doing better now, and if your source was correct, a member of Dongcheon said that Mujin was frequently seeing a woman, though you never knew of her name and face. Except for the fact that Mujin drinks in her tumbler, chamomile. She gives him chamomile tea.

Mujin waited for you to enter his office, a glass of whiskey in his left hand. It’s been years, but he still finds himself anticipating every chance that he gets just to get a glimpse of you.

“How are things with the other gangs? Are they demanding something else?” He asked, eyes on her, scanning her face. As always, she looked beautiful, though he wondered why she was wearing a turtle neck instead of their normal dress shirt.

“There are no problems as of the moment sir, though Seotaji keeps demanding for more drugs, we were able to settle it.”

“Demanding?”

“Yes sir, they have a new leader. But it’s all settled.” Mujin only nodded, eyes moving from your eyes and to your neck. He was surprised by what he saw than what he just heard.

You realized where he was looking at so you quickly pulled your turtleneck higher, hiding the hickeys.

“Okay, good work, leave.” He said, turning his chair from her form, downing his alcohol again in an attempt to bury the sting in his chest.

Who was the bastard that left his mark on you? Did they purposely placed it there to remind Mujin how he can never have you? His mind flashed pictures of you with another man, watching and hearing you gasp and moan for someone else... so when he heard the door close behind you, he tossed his glass of whiskey to the floor, his right hand reaching to his pocket, desperately lighting his cigarette to ease his mind of these pictures.

Taeju entered the room and had it cleaned up. “Is there a problem, sir?”

Mujin only shook his head. “Is there anything happening with our members?”

Taeju was confused, what is it that he wanted to know? Knowing that you entered before him, he must’ve realized it.

“He’s not from Dongcheon,” Mujin nodded.

Then who the fuck is he?

“I’d look into it sir—“

“Why would you?” Mujin grew defensive all of a sudden. “It’s none of my business, I was just curious..”

“Just to make sure he wouldn’t bring trouble to the organization.” Taeju said, but the look in his eyes alone was enough confirmation that he did knew of Mujin’s intentions.

“Okay, do that.” Taeju bowed once again before leaving the room.

In no time, Taeju found out about your lover. He’s just a gangster from an allied gang. He’s at the same age as you.

This went on for months, you walking in wearing a turtle neck and Mujin already knowing why. He would just dismiss you after that.

Today was going to be the same, though when you walked in, you saw a tipsy Mujin. Which has never happened before. “Sir,” you bowed.

“Again?” He asked, laughing bitterly. He stood up and walked around his desk, stopping just in front of it to sit. “Don’t you guys even rest? Is he that crazy for you?”

You were flustered. “Sir—“

“Shh, I don’t wanna hear it.” He shook his head. “Can I blame him? No. No."

Before you can even process his words, your attention was suddenly on his touch, he held your hand in his as gently as he could. He then caressed your fingers, his thumb tracing the ring on your finger. Another mark on you. Whoever this guy was, he certainly knew how to show possession, and it drives Mujin crazy but there’s nothing he can do about it.

“Are you marrying him?” He asked.

Before she could even answer, Taeju entered the office. And she was gone in an instant, thinking about what he just said.

The next time you saw each other, no one mentioned it again. The silent treatment went on until one day you didn’t show up for work, Taeju had no idea why too. And another day passed, still no you. Mujin grew impatient so he sent Taeju to you, but you were not in your apartment.

The next day, you showed up late at night, apologizing. Mujin sat in his desk, looking at you. “Where have you been?”

“I apologize sir—“

“Wait,” he said, eyes scanning your face. He went down from his desk and took strides to stand in front of you. He lifted his right hand and let it fall on your left cheek, his thumb running over a bruise.

“What happened to you?” You averted your gaze from him, wanting to hide.

“It’s... I just got into a fight during—“

“Stop lying, it’s been years since I last saw you with a bruise.” He knew full well that it wasn’t from an enemy, you had let your guard down, which meant that it was caused by someone you trust. Mujin’s hands started to slightly pull the collar of your dress shirt, looking for other bruises.

“Mujin...”

All Mujin could feel was rage. “Where is he?”

“It’s all settled, Mujin. I finished it—“ Mujin only shook his head, trying to calm himself.

“Y/N, where is he?” When he was sure that you were alright, Mujin left to look for your ex. When he did found him, he was already bruised with a scar on his face, which is your doing.

Taeju swung his fist first, while Mujin watched.

When enough was done, Mujin held the guy’s chin and made him look at his eyes. “Who the fuck do you think you are to do that?” He then swung one punch on the man’s jaw, kicking him repeatedly on his chest. “Fucking. Bastard.”

He then stopped. “Don’t you dare come near her again. Or I’ll make sure you’ll die slowly in the most painful way possible.”

As the months go by, the little bruise disappeared. Taeju had learned the truth, he attacked you in your apartment when you were asleep after ending things with him, fortunately, your intense training had helped you. You were staying at Liber for the mean time, Mujin didn’t want to risk it. So you weren’t surprised when he suddenly showed up in front of your door step, asking if you two could talk.

You served him wine that was left by Taeju. His eyes observed you all the while, something that you’re very used to. When you extended your arm to give him his wine. There was only silence between the two of you. When he finished his glass, Mujin only sat there staring at you, waiting for you to empty your own glass, his eyes focused on your lips. How long has it been since he met you? 8 years? And he’s been wanting to bend you in his desk for 6 years. Pining over you and being content with watching you.

Feeling nervous under his gaze, you downed the remaining wine on your glass. “You’re not wondering why I’m here?”

You shook your head.

“How about everything that I said before? Or how I reacted? Are you not curious as to why I reacted like that?”

“No sir, I thought it’s because it would’ve been a shame to Dongcheo—“

“Stop pretending, I know you know it.” Mujin said, his teeth clenching as you watch him close his eyes in frustration. You’d be an idiot, if you still don’t know by now that the leader has romantic feelings for you.

“Know what sir?” To change the topic, you stood up from the couch. “Do you want some more wine si—“ Mujin gently tugged her hand, causing her to fall on his lap.

His touch was too much. Too much that she couldn’t find the strength to stand up from his lap. Her mind ran wild when he placed his rough hands on her hips, adjusting her thighs to straddle him, his eyes wandering from her eyes to her lips and back to her eyes again.

“I’ll give you 5 seconds to stand up.” He whispered, looking at her eyes. “5....4.....3.....2....”

Then his eyes fell on her lips as he gently held her chin. “1,” then he pulled her and kissed her.

And though Mujin counted, he was expecting for her to pull away, so he was surprised when she rested her hands on his shoulders instead and kissed him back.

Mujin’s desire only ran wild, his senses were high on alert as they took her in. The feeling of her body against his, her scent, the sound of their lips locking, and the taste of her lips. Suddenly, he felt himself getting drunk of her.

Y/N thought she would melt, as she felt him gently caressing her arms, rubbing them up and down as if she was fragile. She felt so important, so adored. And if she only knew every thought of Mujin about her, she would definitely feel like a queen. If it was up to him, he could build a statue of her.

They had to pull away for a while, their eyes opening at the same time. “You’re so beautiful,” Mujin said, scanning her whole face while his hand caressed her cheek, pulling her face close to him again and sticking her forehead to his, closing his eyes. “You taste and feel so good, even better than I imagined.” He then pulled his face away from her to stare at her. “You don’t deserve anything less than perfection, and though I can’t give that to you, I’ll do my best to give you everything that I can.”

Through his half lidded eyes, Mujin stared in your eyes. “I’ll make sure you won’t ever regret it.... and all I ask in return is for you to stay by my side.”

He softly traced your facial features with the back of his hand. “Can you do that for me?”

With this question, you let your hand fall to the face of the man who was letting himself be vulnerable to you, despite of all the betrayals that he went through. “I will stay by your side, even if you don’t ask me to.” Mujin let himself take in the warmth of your hand, your touch drives him crazy that he wondered why he even restrained himself from doing this in the first place, then he would’ve had you for all those years, and you wouldn’t have to suffer from some lowly bastard.

He nodded at your response before moving his hand from caressing your cheek and to the back of your neck, pulling you in for another kiss. This time, it was deeper. Mujin was eager to taste you, and you let him. Fighting for dominance, you were trying to beat his tongue but when you felt his hands rubbing your thigh, you lost it. Losing your mind, you let him win. Mujin was smirking because of this.

“Mmmm,” The feel of his rough hands on your soft skin was so addicting. You’ve been touched before, but Mujin’s touch makes you feel like you’re burning up. You wanted more, wanting to feel his warmth, you arch your back and pushed your body closer to his.

Mujin moaned at the feeling of your chest against his, growing excited by the fact that he could touch you and undress you now, his long time desire. Now that he was distracted, you took your chance to land soft kisses in his jaw and neck. You work on his necktie, loosening it and throwing it somewhere in the room. You then moved to take off his jacket that was tossed somewhere too. You excitedly unbuttoned his dress shirt, aching to feel his skin under your finger tips. Mujin only chuckled at this, helping you unbutton his shirt.

“So eager for me,” he mused. You pulled away and stared at him through half lidded eyes.

“Do you even have any idea how badly I wanted to do this?” You whispered, trailing kisses from his jaw, his exposed shoulders and up his neck again to his ear. “Every time you called for me in your office, I wanted nothing but to straddle you in your chair and to just grind into you while leaving kisses in your beautiful neck.”

Mujin felt his cock twitching at your sudden confession. “Is that so?”

“Yes sir,” He moaned when you started grinding on top of him. “Fuck!” Hands falling on your butt and guiding them to grind against his hard-on. When you finally unbuttoned Mujin’s dress shirt, he took it off and tossed it behind him.

“As much as I love the feel of your lips, love, I also have my own desires to fulfill.” With that, Mujin pulled you in once again for another hot kiss, this time it was more forceful, you felt the slight burning of your lips. He squeezed your breasts through your clothes and you couldn’t help but moan.

“Please....” you said as you brushed his hair through your fingers. He held the hem of your t-shirt and pulled it over your head, he pulled away just so he can see you, his eyes filled with lust and burning desire. He expertly unclasped your bra and let them fall down, his eyes dilating at the sight, while he bit his lip with a smirk in his face.

“So fucking beautiful,” he wasted no time, he pulled you closer and left a trail of kisses in your jaw, sucking everywhere that his lips touched, marking you. Finally. His kisses went down to your neck, finding the spot that made you moan, making sure to bite it and massage it with his tongue afterwards. Your shoulders were not excused, he left his marks too. As his kisses move closer to your breasts, he stopped.

“Mujin?” He chuckled. “So needy,” he adjusts your position on his lap, making you high enough so that your nipples were on the same level as his lips. He stared at your eyes and you felt his breath on your now perked up left nipple. Then he teasingly licked it.

“Ahhh...” you let your fingers pull on his hair, pushing him closer to your breasts. He started sucking, then finally, you felt his tongue playing with your nipples. “Shit!” You started grinding your core once again, too turned on.

Mujin was so satisfied to see you so eager for him. He let go of your nipple with a pop. “So, you have a fetish for nipple sucking.” I felt myself blush from his words. “That’ll be fun, but let’s do that some other time, for now..”

He moved to your right nipple, doing the same things that he did, he got the same reaction, which was you grinding your core against him. He made sure to leave marks on your breasts too. When he was satisfied, he pushed you up and guided you to clasp your legs on his torso, he then stood up and walked through your bed, not breaking the kiss. You let your hands slide down his heaving chest and the desire to kiss every inch of him took over you.

Plopping you down to the bed, you took this chance to climb over him. Mujin sighed, knowing he should let you, he then felt your lips on his chest, gently sucking on his skin... he felt weird, never has he been marked before... but he still let you, your lips moved to his tattoo. You pulled away for a second and gave one kiss to it.. just when he though you were gone, you moved your kisses to his nipples. He hissed, strangely liking it. As you move your lips to his other nipple, your hand traveled to unzip his slacks, pushing it lower to palm his hardened member, but he held your hand and turned over, so you were now at the bottom once again.

His lips fell on your breasts, wanting to feel the soft skin of your love handles... his finger traced your tattoo that was identical to him, while his left hand pulled your shorts down. He once again kissed your neck while his finger rubbed circles over your soaked panties.

“Mmmmm...” you moaned. Your breath ragged. He bit you the junction of your neck and shoulder and you were losing your mind so you reached down to take off your panties but he stopped you.

“I want it to be so soaked, love.” He said, kissing you once again, silencing your protests.

“Mmm please, ahh— touch me please Mujin.” You wanted to feel his finger without the cloth and Mujin pulled away to watch you pleading. He buried his nose into your neck once again, inhaling your scent.

“Sorry, I won’t be touching you... not yet.” He said before moving down, he then took off your panties in one move and pulled your legs over his shoulders. He slowly left small kisses in your thighs and his beard felt so heavenly in your skin, you watched under you as he buried his nose in your skin, seemingly wanting to take in your scent. He started moving again and you arch your back to get him where you wanted, but to no avail.

“Mujin please..”

“So wet for me, so eager, is this how much you want me, love?”

“Yes—“ before you can even finished, Mujin licked your folds gently eliciting a loud moan from you. “You taste and smell so good,” you arched you back again, wanting nothing but to bury him in your pussy.

“Please, Mujin.” He didn’t know you’d be the type to plead, but he likes it, so much. So he gave you what you want and began licking your clit, his mouth eating you as if he was starved for a long time. The moans that went out of your mouth were too loud accompanied by your hand in his hair and hearing his name with your gasps and whines made him so eager to draw out every single noise that he can get from you. He buried his nose in your pussy, while he worked his tongue, wanting to get you to come.

“G-gonna come,”

“Go on love, go on...” then he felt your body shaking under him, he looked up at you and in no time, you came in his mouth, his tongue helping you to ride out your high. He tasted your cum, loving how you taste, all the while staring at your face. You eyebrows were scrunched up and your eyes were almost closing, mouth open wide and your chest rising and falling. He then stood up for a while, taking off all of his remaining clothes as you watch him, you legs opening at the sight. He pumped his dick with a smirk on his face as he watched how you reacted.

He then hovered over you once again.

“W-wait, Mujin... I-I’m overstimulated.” Mujin only kissed your neck.

“It’s alright. I think you can take it, love. You’ll do well, going to take me so well, right?”

You had no choice but to nod, wanting to make him feel good.

“You want this, right? I can stop now..”

“No, please, please don’t stop.” Mujin nodded and he took your legs to help you lock them around him, they were powerless, looks like you’re only used to coming once. Huh. For a while, he kissed you to wait for you to move on from your high. Hands cupping your breasts and thumbs playing with your nipple, he noticed that he never failed to bring out a moan from you when it comes to your nipples.

Once he felt you’re alright he placed his arms under yours and held your shoulders, pulling you close to him, his chest touching yours and that alone can make him come. He slid his member on your folds, up and down, before he slowly entered you. You were already slick, but it still was hard for him to slide through. You buried your nails into his back while being stretched out. “Fuck, Y/N.” Once it was all in, he stopped for a moment, waiting for you to adjust, and when you left a kiss on his neck, Mujin knew he could start.

He pulled his hips back and slowly pushed it in, making a sound from slapping his hips to your own. “You feel so good... fuck.. so so good,”

He thrust into you one more time, almost losing his mind on how tight you were. “Mujin...” his thrust starting to get faster, though he always had to remind himself not to get too lost, but it was so hard not to lose control... you feel so good around him.

“You were made to be mine, love. You were made to be fucked by me— oh,” he can hear your whines, the fact that you can’t even form words struck him. He almost came when he felt you clenching around him. “Shibal—ah.”

He buried his face in your chest, moaning into your skin as his pace continued to pick up, your moans and whines only got louder. You were now meeting his thrusts, so it made him think that he could still go faster, which made you scream.

“My noisy princess,” he chuckled, leaving sloppy kisses in every skin that he could reach. He watched as your breasts bounced in each of his thrusts and how you maintained eye contact with him through your half lidded eyes, forehead scrunched up. The image of you made him hornier.

“I-I’m—“ he was mind blown by how you were able to cum for him again.

“Good girl, you’re doing so well, princess...” he left kisses on your chests, knowing you were overstimulated once again, which made sense on why you were whining.

“Mujin—please,”

“Shhh shhh, you can take it princess, just one more... one more, you’re doing so well.” He caressed your hair, stepped back for a minute moving your legs over his shoulders for a new angle. He pinned your wrists at the side of your head, now satisfied with the fact that he’s face to face with you, so he left sloppy kisses on your lips, muffling your moans.

“MMMMMM,” you started writhing and he knew that he found your gspot, so he continued in this angle, detaching his lips from yours to bury his forehead to your left shoulder, he was going crazy.

His thrusts became sloppy so you knew he was coming, you moved your hips a little to create a circular motion and he gasped. “Y/N...” you clenched your pussy to his and he buried his forehead deeper into your neck, leaving a bite on the junction while his finger stimulated your clit, causing you to come for the third time.... it finally caused him to come too, your name repeated like a mantra in your neck as he rode out both of your highs together.

He pulled out from you as he let himself collapse beside you, the both of you were panting for a moment. When he moved on, he reached for your face and caress it. You were completely used and he knew you couldn’t even stand. He sat up and looked over at you, eyes falling at the pool of cum in your pussy, oozing out of you, he’s beginning to grow turned on again, but you clearly cannot take another round.

Gently, he kissed your lips as softly as he could, his hands playing with your breasts, and you still reacted. “Let’s get you cleaned up, love.” And so he carried you to the bathroom and gave you a bath, his hands loving the softness of your skin. You tried to do the same to him but it was hard. He chuckled at this and assured you. “It’s alright, I got it.”

He reminded you to pee and he washed your feminine area for you, longer than he had to, but it still did the trick. He dried your hair and your body, not wanting you to get sick, then he placed you back on the bed once again, placing a soft kiss beside your head. “Thank you for tonight,”

All you could reply was a hum and then you fell asleep, Mujin engulfing you in his arms before draping the blanket over the two of you, still amazed at how good you felt against him, he swore never to stop touching you again.

#choimujin #choi mujin x reader #Choi Mujin fanfiction #my name #park hee soon #choi mujin #choi moojin #choi mujin imagine #my name imagines

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sweetandabitspycho · 8 months

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Kdramas master list

Request are open for all.

D.P.

My Name

Gangjae dating hc

Jung Taeju dating hc

Choi Mujin hc

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Bloodhounds

Hong Woo-jin dating hc

Vincenzo

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prttydoli · 2 years

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♡ — MY NAME !

( ♡ ) — fluff

( ❆ ) — angst

( �� ) — smut

( ✦ ) — yandere

♡ — HEADCANONS

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callaawrites · 2 years

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NFWMB | cmj.

NFWMB | spicy headcanons

Pairing: choi mujin x female reader

Request: what would sex be like with choi mujin?

Genre: smut headcanons, nc-17!

Word Count: 1.5k lmao

Warnings: lots of filth (because why not???), explicit sex, dirty talk, unprotected sex, aggressive sex, slight impreg kink, foul language, sentence fragments + my scattered train of thought lmao, etc. DO NOT READ AND DO NOT INTERACT IF UNDERAGE.

Recommended Listening: Track 1, Track 2

Author’s Note: ty for the request, anon! this was a nice lil exercise to get into the right headspace to come back to writing heh. please enjoy!

If I was born as a blackthorn tree I’d wanna be felled by you, held by you Fuel the pyre of your enemies Nothing fucks with my baby Nothing, nothing, nothing

Mujin doesn’t let just anyone into his bed. He’s extremely picky about partners. He knows what’s at stake, he knows what he has to lose. Dongcheon has always come before anything and everything else.

And so when he eventually (jfc) chooses a partner, you can bet that it’s going to be a long-term, exclusive arrangement.

Here are the facts: Choi Mujin does not share. Choi Mujin calls the shots. And, lastly, Choi Mujin does not half ass anything. If he’s going to fuck you, he’s going to fuck you.

Once he sets his sights on you, he knows he has to have you. It’s weeks in the making. His team is intent on gathering as much intel as possible. It kind of ruins the mood for him tbh but he knows the organization comes first. He could never let anything dangerous potentially enter their midst.

But once you two have passed all the hoops and obstacles, you are together. Just a man and a woman.

Finally.

Choi Mujin always burns hot, this uncontrollable fire of a man, but he is nothing if not patient.

He will take his time with you, especially in the beginning. He will pick you apart, piece by piece, until you fall apart -- and then will painstakingly put you back together again with the same attentiveness too. He will want to know every freckle, every birth mark. Will memorize the spots that make you keen and shudder.

(This initial process may take days, maybe weeks. He will seem almost possessed, in the moment, intent only on learning every single inch of you. He denies himself sex and simple pleasures so often. He has a lot of pent up energy and lost time to make up for lol. Make sure you stay hydrated and eat when he tells you to. You’ll need the energy to keep up with him tbh.)

You’ll learn quickly that oral sex is an artform with him. He will lay you out on his bed, on his desk, on his couch, on his bar. Will have you sprawled out, legs over his shoulders, back arching off of the floor of his hotel executive office suite. Will eat you out anywhere and everywhere. If he’s craving it (and lbr, when is he not?) and your legs are parting, willing, he will take you and eat you out like a man starved.

Maybe you’ve had bad experiences with oral sex before. Maybe your lovers haven’t enjoyed it nearly as much in the past. Whatever the case, Choi Mujin will destroy every single preconception or insecurity you may have had around it. Pussy is a delicacy. There’s no place better than having his face pressed between your legs, nose pressed into you, breathing you in. Mouth sucking noisily at your clit. Jaw dripping wet and your thighs burning from his stubble dragging along the soft skin there.

The noisiest pussy eater ever tbh.

Likes when it’s messy, likes when it’s wet. Likes coming away from between your legs with his entire mouth and face dripping with your want all over his chin and jaw. Shows him just how much you wanted this -- wanted him. He lives for this shit.

Overstimulation to the max. Will drag out orgasm after orgasm just with his mouth and fingers alone. Probably hasn’t even taken off his dress shirt yet, when you’re already shivering and shuddering and twitching on his floor.

Expect lots of dirty talk. He’s not one for degradation though. He isn’t here to call you a bitch or a slut. No, no, no. That’s all wrong. You’re the one he chose, the one he wanted, the one he craved. He’s going to treat you like a princess. He’s going to treat you like his queen.

Fuck, baby, you’re beautiful. Look at you. Perfect. Gorgeous. Look at the mess you’ve made. Such a messy, messy girl. Do you want my cock? Tell me you want it. Tell me exactly what you want. I’ll give you everything you need.

The size difference is extreme. He’s a big man. Big hands, big feet, big chest, big cock. And even if not for the sheer size of his person, his energy is even bigger. It wouldn’t matter if you were a foot taller than him, he has a remarkable talent for making everyone standing in front of him feel unfathomably small.

(Side note: His cock isn’t some monster porn cock lmao. Maybe slightly longer than the average man. But it is t h i c k. Wide and thick and heavy in a way that you probably aren’t used to. Good luck.)

It’s interesting to see him unravel during sex. He remains firmly in control for the first few sessions, I think. Is still testing the boundaries. Still seeing how far he can push you, how much you’ll take, how much you want him. Is gentle when he first slides into you, knows he may be too big. Presses his fingers into your mouth so that you have something to cry into and comforts you in a low, quiet murmur.

Is soft, that first round. Slow. Thrusts are unhurried, almost lazy. Lets you feel him, inch for inch, until you can adjust to his girth. Takes his time fucking you until you think you may become wild for it, fully adjusted and slick and desperate, your own hips lifting up off the bed to meet his. Tell me what you need, baby. Be a good girl and tell me what you want.

After that, all bets are off the table. I hope you have your seat belt on.

Mujin is animalistic during sex. Once he’s fully comfortable with you (and you with him), he will fuck you like a man deranged.

Loves wild, desperate sex, your fingers clawing down his back and his hand pressed to your throat. Loves when you buck against him, desperate for his cock, all inhibitions gone and thrown away. That’s it, sweetheart. Take what you want. Let me give you what you need. Expect tons of growling and tightly gripped hands and wet, sweat-drenched skin. Will plow into you like there’s no tomorrow.

Will also mark the shit out of you. His teeth and mouth will be everywhere. There won’t be a piece of clothing out in the world that can hide just how much he’s marked up your neck and back and thighs. Is extremely possessive. Needs to know that the world will know you belong to him. Needs you to know that you belong to him.

Honestly, a few sessions in, when he’s barely lucid and already completely safe and comfortable with you, his dirty talk will probably get even filthier. Want me to fill you up, sweetheart? Want my come all over you, inside you. You belong to me, baby. Honey. Let me fill you up. Fuck this cunt. Fuck this pussy. My pussy. My good girl.

Is almost always barebacking, I think. Especially once you two have that kind of established relationship. There’s just something so animalistic and satisfying, for him, to be able to cum inside of you. To watch it dribble out of you after. To know that you will walk around in the world, on the streets, past strangers -- all these men and women -- who will not know that he is leaking out of you.

Or maybe they will? Maybe they’ll be able to smell him on you? Maybe his scent, all wood and leather and cigarettes and sex, will be so deeply embedded into you by the time he’s had his fill.

It’s shit like that that gets him off most tbh.

Oh god I’m already past 1k LMAO let’s wrap this up... THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SIMPLE EXERCISE CALLA WYD

Okay but after everything is said and done, he will hold you and let you curl into him. Will smile when you fold yourself to fit against him, your flushed, red face pressed thankfully into the expanse of his sweaty chest. Enjoys when you let him care for you like this. He is as protective as he is possessive. Let him protect you, let him hold you.

You will be sore all over and Mujin’s chest will be heaving from the effort. Who knows how long you two have been at it? How many days has it been? How many times did he feed you by hand, when you were too dazed and barely lucid to feed yourself?

He will press a glass of water to your mouth. Will swipe your sweaty hair away from your face. Kiss your temple. Probably draw you a bath.

...And bide his time until he can do this all over again. And again, and again, and again...

So... what would sex be like with Mujin, you asked, anon??? Expect to be destroyed. He will ruin you, in the very best way possible.

#calla writes!!#nfwmb | cmj #cmj headcanons.#choi mujin #choi mujin smut #choi mujin x reader #choi mujin imagine #choi mujin fic #my name kdrama #netflix my name #my name smut #let's consider this a part of a series LMAO bc honestly i could've gone on forever.......#there are so many things i didn't get to talk about #will post taeju's version maybe tonight or tomorrow!

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sm-entertain-me · 2 years

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Master and Apprentice (M)

Synopsis: It’s no secret that you and Gangjae are an item within the Dongcheon organization, but what happens when Mujin walks in on his two most talented recruits in the bedroom together?

Contains: Do Gangjae x (f) reader x Choi Mujin, adult language, smut, explicit depictions of unprotected sex, fingering, teasing, voyeurism, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, creampie, cum play/mixing, member!reader, casual fling!Gangjae.

Steam billowed out of the shower room as you exited with a towel wrapped tightly around your torso, walking silently through the gym to get to your designated room. You had to be careful not to wake any of the other recruits since they had no business seeing you in your towel without paying a hefty sum first, avoiding stepping on anything that could make even the slightest noise. Successfully managing to maneuver your way over to your room, you took a quick glance around the gym no make sure nobody had been watching you from afar, slipping into your room quietly.

Confident that you were able to avoid any of the other recruits, you sighed of relief and turned around to prep yourself for bed by removing your towel first. However, as you turned around and had the towel halfway down your torso, you came face to face with a very shirtless Gangjae sitting atop your bed. He had the biggest smirk on his face as he was graced with the presence of your naked breasts before, him letting out a laugh as you struggled to wrap the towel around your body quick enough, “Come on babygirl, I’ve seen you naked at least ten times already, what’s one more?”

Yes it was true that you and Gangjae have been sneaking around everyone’s back for some very intimate nightly gatherings, but he’s been getting bolder and bolder each night. This time he was bold enough to sneak into your room while you were showering, knowing that there are cameras on the edge of the gym that would catch him. If Mujin were to catch you two in the act, you were fairly certain one of you would be left on the streets while the other one would be on the business end of Mujin’s tempered steel knife.

“Baby, we had sex last night and you nearly broke my back from the positions you threw me in,” You scolded at him as you waved him off, turning your attention over to your dresser so that you could find your sleep clothes for the night. Mujin told you that you were to be going on your first entourage assignment tomorrow so you needed all the rest you could get, but it was kind of hard to focus when you could feel Gangjae’s hands grip at the fabric of the towel while also giving a sharp yank to show his intentions.

“What if I give you a massage afterwards? I know how much you love these hands,” Gangjae teased as he leaned in to ghost his smooth lips over the crook of your neck while his hands were busy playing with the hem of your towel. Due to his size advantage over you, he had you completely caged up against your dresser, but you didn’t seem to mind as you moved your head to the side to allow Gangjae more access to your neck.

“Ugh, fine. I want a deep tissue tonight after the training Mujin put us through,” You relented with a sigh, allowing Gangjae to pull the towel away from your body to watch it fall to the floor. You could hear Gangjae groan out in approval against your neck as his hands traced along your hips, steadily making their way inward to your most sensitive areas. While Gangjae made his way towards your core, you decided to help him out by spreading your legs wider for easier access.

“That’s my girl,” Gangjae praised as his lips were kissing down the junction of your neck while his fingers finally arrived at your slit, him pressing his fingers to your entrance and tracing up to collect some of your essence to feel you shudder. Smirking against your skin, Gangjae let his tongue slip past his lips to tease the skin of your neck before sucking tenderly on the spot that made you moan the loudest. While his lips left red blossoms along your neck, his expert fingers slipped inside of your aching folds.

Every ounce of air left your lungs upon feeling Gangjae’s fingers plunge inside of you, causing you to reach out and grip onto the edge of your dresser to hold yourself up while Gangjae continued to work magic with his fingers. He made sure to curl his fingers up to reach your most sensitive spots, biting down on your neck when he felt your legs starting to tremble around his hand. Gangjae leaned over to see your knuckles turn a ghastly white color from the hellish grip you had on the dresser, biting your lip to suppress the needy moans threatening to fall with every tap of Gangjae’s fingers.

As Gangjae was gearing you up for an intense orgasm from his fingers, he traced his teeth along your neck to watch the goosebumps stretch across your body, turning to whisper in your ear, “I’ll let you choose: do you want to cum on my fingers or my cock?” You didn’t have time to answer him though as you two were quickly interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat, immediately feeling Gangjae’s fingers still inside of you while you were completely frozen in his grasp.

“And what do we have here?” An all too familiar voice asked rhetorically, the voice making your blood run ice cold. The voice belonged to none other than your ruthless leader Choi Mujin, and he had just walked in on Gangjae being knuckle deep inside of you against your dresser. You could hear Mujin’s footsteps enter your room as you refused to look at him, too ashamed to do so until he was standing right next to you and Gangjae. Now you had no choice as you turned your head to look at him, feeling Gangjae’s arms wrap protectively around you as he kept his hand still to protect your modesty.

Mujin’s eyes were dark as he held your gaze, making a disappointing tsk sound with his tongue as he began to remove his jacket slowly, “I just came to check up on one of my favorite recruits ahead of her important mission tomorrow, but here she is, getting finger fucked by another recruit when she should be sleeping. Perhaps you two would’ve gotten away with it if you knew how to make her cum fast enough, Gangjae.” The insult caused Gangjae’s grip to tighten on you, you hearing a slight growl from his throat. But Mujin didn’t seem to care as he simply waved Gangjae’s threats off, turning his attention to you, “I bet I could have her cumming in two minutes.”

After Mujin’s bold claim, you felt Gangjae slip his fingers out of you, him stepping in front of you to keep Mujin’s eyes to himself instead of continuing to allow Mujin’s eyes to travel all over your body without anything hindering him. At first you thought Gangjae was about to square up with Mujin, which would not have been smart given that you two were deep within Dongcheon territory and could be killed within seconds. But then you saw Gangjae reach his hand out, offering Mujin a handshake as he responded to Mujin’s claim from earlier, “If you have her cumming in two minutes, you can fuck her however you want. If not, you only get to fuck her mouth. Sound like something we can agree upon?”

Mujin smirked as he leaned over Gangjae’s shoulder to make eye contact with you, cocking an eyebrow to silently as you if you were okay with these terms. Either way, you were getting fucked by a tremendously attractive gang member tonight so you weren’t necessarily opposed to Gangjae using you as a bargaining chip in this specific scenario. Nodding at Mujin’s silent question earned a devious smirk as Mujin shook Gangjae’s hand gleefully, making sure he had your attention as he commanded, “Go ahead and climb on the bed for me Y/N, and don’t make me ask twice.”

Obeying Mujin’s very direct orders, you sauntered over to your bed and sat on the side of it, crossing your ankles together and waiting for Mujin’s next command. You watched him smile approvingly at your immediate obedience, him removing his expensively tailored jacket and setting it to the side as he stalked towards you like a lion stalks his prey. There was a look of unbridled lust that was only reserved for you, the intensity of Mujin’s eyes causing you to shift nervously in your seat while looking down at your feel to hide the red hue on your cheeks.

Mujin didn’t seem to enjoy you looking away from him as he appeared in front of you, his hand reaching out to grip your chin and yank your face in the direction he wanted. You could feel your breath hitch in your throat as your eyes were staring into Mujin’s, his eyes tracing all over your delicate features before he spoke, “Keep your eyes on me at all times, I want to see the faces Gangjae’s been seeing for the past couple weeks.”

Letting out a soft whimper at Mujin’s words, you nodded slowly as Mujin’s finger slid over your lips to tease you before instructing you to lay down. Doing as you were told, you crawled up to the head of your bed and laid on your back, looking over a Gangjae who was standing up against your dresser with his arms crossed. He did not seem amused in the slightest as his eyes hardened at Mujin’s figure that was now at the foot of your bed, placing his hands in between your thighs before spreading them to reveal your naked cunt to him.

“I can see why Gangjae fancies you,” Mujin mused as his eyes became entranced by how your pussy was clenching around nothing, a thin sheen being visible on the inside of your thighs both from Gangjae’s excited fingers and Mujin’s very presence. While hearing Gangjae grumble to himself, Mujin placed two fingers against your entrance and pushed in slowly, the sinful smirk on his face deepening as he felt you tremble around his fingers, “Now I get to feel why.”

Mujin’s fingers curled up against your most pleasurable spot almost immediately, causing your eyes to shoot open from the sensation to look deeply into Mujin’s eyes. He returned your gaze with a cocked eyebrow, placing one hand on your bent knee while the other hand was in between your thighs, working all kinds of magic inside of your slick walls. You didn’t know if it was because Gangjae did his special tricks on you earlier and you were still feeling the effects, or if Mujin was just that good with his hands, but the longer Mujin went knuckle deep inside of your heat, the blurrier your vision became from the orgasm building up.

“Oh Gangjae, I think your girlfriend is about to cum,” Mujin teased over his shoulder at the young male who was gripping the dresser behind him, both angry that Mujin was able to bring you to relief much quicker than he could as well as turned on by how fucked out you looked under Mujin. Your eyebrows were knitted together in pure ecstasy as Mujin’s hand kept your thigh pinned to bed, preventing you from closing them and throwing Mujin off his game. Your chest was rising and falling at a rapid rate, your head thrashing against the pillow from the pleasure threatening to wreck your brain. Although Gangjae hated the fact that Mujin was the one fingering you, he couldn’t help but get turned on by the way you looked as you were thrown headfirst into your orgasm.

“M-Mujin!” You cried out in pure desire, arching your back off of the mattress below as you lost yourself in the throes of passion from Mujin’s masterful fingers. Stars began to cloud your vision as you continued to shudder around Mujin’s fingers, him pressing his thumb against your aching clit to extend your orgasm to a point that was almost too pleasurable.

“Alright that’s enough, you won,” Gangjae interrupted, obviously irritated at the fact that not only did Mujin make you cum in less than two minutes, but he was still thrusting his fingers in and out of your dripping heat to draw out your needy moans even more. Rolling his eyes at Gangjae, Mujin relented by slipping his fingers out of you slowly, but not before maintaining eye contact with you as he licked his fingers clean to taste you for the very first time. All you could do was moan out since you were in no position to be moving due to the mindblowing orgasm Mujin was able to give you with just two fingers.

As Mujin joined Gangjae over by your dresser, both of the men were now facing you as you lay on your back, your legs still shaking slightly from the sensation pulsing through you. Mujin let out a chuckle when he saw your legs twitch, crossing his arms and looking at Gangjae with a cocky grin, “You can go first, she’ll be too worn out by the time I’m finished with her. Not convinced? Look at what I did to her with just my fingers.”

Gangjae’s framed stiffened as he clenched his fists, restraining himself from punching Mujin square in the jaw from all of his cocky yet painfully true comments. Still, Gangjae persisted as he joined you on the bed, nestling his hips in between your thighs and leaning down so that he had you caged in his embrace. Watching you respond to his touches, Gangjae placed his hand on the side of your face and gave you a gentle caress, leaning down to kiss your forehead before he whispered, “Forgive me baby, but I’m going to have to ruin you tonight.”

Seconds later after Gangjae’s comment, Gangjae’s hands gripped your bare hips roughly before sinking his hardened cock inside your tight walls. He didn’t give you time to adjust like he normally did the previous times, immediately drawing out and thrusting deeply inside of you. Gangjae’s actions caused you to reach up and grip onto his shoulders, digging your nails into his broad shoulders as you cried out from his intoxicating strokes. Never had Gangaje been able to fuck you this hard before, always holding back for your benefit. But not tonight; he had something to prove to the man who currently had his eyes trained on the sinful sight in front of him.

“Gangjae sl-slow down,” You stammered as Gangjae pounded you into the mattress, not heeding your warnings as he pinned your hips down to keep you right where he wanted as his hips smacked into yours with extreme fervor. The sound of the bed creaking could probably be heard all the way down the halls to alert all the other recruits, but Gangjae didn’t seem to care by the way he grunted loudly with every sensational thrust. If he didn’t bother to keep his grunting to a minimum, why bother to keep any other sounds to a minimum?

As time went on, Mujin couldn’t help but relieve some of the pressure that was building in his slacks, slipping his hand into his boxers to stroke his cock languidly at the sight of Gangjae snapping his hips into you roughly. Mujin then watched as your mouth hung open from the euphoric feelings pulsing through you, inspiring him to walk over to you and slip his fingers inside of your mouth, smirking as he felt your tongue slide over his digits. But you couldn’t focus on sucking on Mujin’s fingers for too long as you felt Gangjae’s lips attach to your sweet spot to elicit a moan from your throat as well as bring you closer to your personal heaven.

You swore you could see a pang of jealousy on Mujin’s face as you screamed out for Gangjae, Mujin immediately clamping his hand over your mouth to silence you from waking the recruits and to also not have to hear you scream for someone that wasn’t him. Gangjae didn’t seem to care as he continued to thrust into you while you shuddered around him, your walls steadily milking him try the longer he used you to get himself off.

A few deeper thrusts to your soaked heat had Gangjae moaning out for you, throwing his head back in peak pleasure as he came deep inside of your walls, feeling you fill up to the brim with his cum so he could make sure Mujin remembered who you still belonged to at the end of the day. Just as you realized Gangjae had brought you to your second orgasm of the night, you weren’t too sure you would be able to go through a third one.

Once Gangjae had finally slipped out of you and took refuge in the chair that was in the corner of your room, you could feel Mujin circle your bed like a shark before he eventually joined you to slip in between your thighs in the same fashion that Gangjae had done. Instead of stroking your cheek, Mujin opted for stroking your hair and placing a stray strand behind your ear. The gesture was surprisingly romantic for what he was about to do to you.

Clearly exhausted from all the energy you had spent in the past thirty minutes alone, Mujin decided to help you out by holding your legs up for you, placing your ankles on either side of his face so that you could cross your feet behind his head. This allowed for a much tighter squeeze as Mujin had entered you slowly, groaning out from the sensation of your walls hugging his cock despite already having Gangjae wreck you minutes earlier.

“Holy fuck,” Mujin moaned out as he finally started to move his hips, biting his lip while throwing his head back from the intoxicating feeling of you shuddering around him. Although you were slightly battered, you were still appreciative of every stroke Mujin inflicted onto you, you struggling to find purchase on the sheets below you. While you were gearing up for your third orgasm of the night, Mujin couldn’t help but admire the way your face was twisting into shapes of desire, knowing he was the one making you feel so good.

“Ha-Harder Mujin,” You begged out, throwing your head back into the pillow you while you became a shameless mess underneath your boss. Kindly obliging your request, Mujin grabbed onto your hips to anchor himself as he thrusted the deepest he could into your aching heat, immediately causing you to choke out a moan from the sensation. The heat was building between your bodies at a rapid rate, not allowing you to prepare yourself for what you hoped was your last orgasm of the night for the sake of your insides. To be completely fair, you did tell Mujin to fuck you harder.

White heat tore through your body in waves, sending you into your orgasm much quicker than either you or Mujin had anticipated. Mujin’s name fell from your lips constantly as he continued to thrust into you, needing to hear more from you as he too was about to lose himself inside of you. It also didn’t help that your pussy was throbbing uncontrollably around his talented member, Mujin’s hips beginning to still from the effects of your body. Seconds later, Mujin joined you in your journey to euphoria, moaning out your name while he filled you up even more.

Both of you could feel the warm liquid of Gangjae and Mujin’s cum dripping down your stuffed slit, pooling in the sheets below you as Mujin remained buried inside of you to the hilt. He simply didn’t want to move, relishing in the feeling of being stuffed inside of you. But he was quickly reminded that you two were not alone as Gangjae cleared his throat, motioning to Mujin to get moving so that the two of them could take care of you after the impressive amount of orgasms you were able to endure.

You don’t remember much of what happened after your last orgasm with Mujin since you had most definitely blacked out from the pleasure, but the next thing you remember was being in the shower with Gangje. He was holding you in his arms protectively while you leaned into his frame, too tired to keep yourself up. It was understandable given what you just went through, so Gangjae was happy to help you in any way he could to make sure you were all taken care of before he left you for the night.

After your rather intimate shower to cleanse you of all bodily fluid that did not belong to you, Gangjae carefully carried you back to your room to kiss you goodnight so you could get some much needed rest for your mission tomorrow. Just as you were about to succumb to your slumber, you heard a knock on the opposite side of your bedroom door. Groaning out in frustration at the person preventing you from sleeping, you arose from your bed and opened the door to reveal none other than Mujin, Taeju and one other guard in their signature Dongcheon suits.

“With all due respect sir, I don’t think I could take you three,” You said in a joking tone while rubbing the sleep from your eyes, noticing Taeju adjusting his tie from your sexual comment.

The comment was also met with a chuckle from Mujin as he simply shook his head at you, offering his hands to you, “No, no. I was just coming down to peronsally invite you to live in the Liber casino like all of the other high level recruits. You are going to be part of my entourage after all, you might as well be in the same building as the person you are protecting. Isn’t that right, princess?”

Hard to argue with that logic.

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prodbyblush · 2 years

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Heyy, this is my first ask on this app ever. I'd like a scenario where reader meets mujin for the first time. No smut tho, unless it's watered down. You can do this scenario w pildo, if you want, instead. I have nothing specific to say, but u can go crazy w it!

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Summary: mujin despises the narcotics team of inchang metropolitan police agency. but as he was about to "come clean" to the station, he meets the newly hired investigator and becomes smitten

Police, detectives and investigators are like leaches. They leach you out of information and wouldn't let you go until they have much information on you and your crime. That's what Mujin thinks of them. A leach to society, pretending to be good citizen and ordering peace among people; but once they have their backs turned on them, they too commit crimes and shamelessly ask the public for forgiveness.

Especially after Donghoon betrayed them? His hate for the so called officers came to a burning passion. Wanting nothing more but to take their assigned guns and use it against them to shoot them in the skull.

But even though he hated them, he needed to get on their good side. And that is why he found himself one morning at the front of Inchang Metropolitan Police Agency. Though he hated being here, he needed to. Or at least, needed to push Jiwoo and her buttons.

"Y/N, head over here to assist me. Choi Mujin is in the building for questioning."

Mujin stayed calm and laid back in his seat. The sight of them didn't scare him, what was so scary about people having guns? The boss of the biggest drug ring isn't scared. But the sight of you entering the questioning room felt like he caught a lump in his throat.

He had his eyes on you ever since you came in. In his mind, you looked like the type who didn't know how to properly hold and wield a gun, but looks can be deceiving. He learned that the hard way, but your innocent looks had him becoming hard under the table.

He wanted nothing more but to bark at everyone to leave you and him alone, bend you over the desk and spill out everything he would tell him while he drills into you from behind, pulling your hair back and watching you arching your back and screaming his name.

It would be such a sight to see, especially to your department. How the boss of the biggest drug ring do lewd things to their teammate. His eyes slowly fall down to your breasts and they stayed their for a long time, imagining how they soft and heavy they would feel against his rough and calloused hands. They looked like they are handful and maybe would overflow through his hands.

"What are you looking at?" The investigator slams his hand in front of him on top of the table, catching his attention. Unfortunately, Mujin had to avert his eyes from you to the investigator named Jeon Pildo. Yet, he didn't say anything, not giving in and giving out valuable information, only giving away very little but helpful answers that would clear his name.

He wanted nothing more but to take you away from this horrible place, snatch your name plate that pins on your right chest and make you his. With him, he can offer you the best protection rather than risk your life and reason to him that it is for the common good.

When it was over, he took one last lingering look on you before walking away from the building, but not before he sent a message to every men, which was a rare thing for him to do.

" Lay a hand on the new investigator and I will personally come after you "

Surely Mujin knows that it wouldn't be his last time seeing you. He'll make sure of that.

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krxideprnz · 2 years

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I cannot write fighting scenes for the life of me, so I decided to keep that part relatively short to spare you all the pain of reading that.

But I really hope you enjoy this one, since I did spent a good amount of time working on it. Also, Choi Mujin took my heart and fucking ran.

Have fun simping my friends.

Also, why is the format on tumblr ass sometimes

show me - choi mujin

afab // bottom reader

18+ minors dni

Reader gets harmed in this one and there’s descriptions of blood and violence so if you’re uncomfortable with that stuff, I’ll see you in the next one.

The familiar bright lights, the faint sound of cars driving by.

He put the cigarette to his lips once more, his thoughts wandering away from the city.

Back to you.

You had joined the organization a few years ago and became one of his most loyal subordinates. Not only that, but he also got along with you well on a personal level. He enjoyed your presence and looked forward to your calls and meetings.

He still remembered when you started out. You were the only girl in the group, driven by the need to get stronger- why? You never really spoke about it.

But he saw how determined you were, and how you soon got on the same level as the others- you even managed to gain some friends. You were respected and you had your place in the group.

A year after, Jii-woo joined, he can still remember how you took her in like she was your sister.

But you couldn't protect her from everything. Not from Gang-Jae. That was when he first witnessed your real unfiltered self for the first time. Your regret, your anger.

And after a while, you moved up. That was the time where you came in contact with him more and more.

A nicer room, a different environment. It was all new for you but Mujin helped you through it.

He'd never admit it, but he became fond of you.

A smile spread across his features - it has been a long time since he felt this way.

A phone call interrupted his thoughts.

He didn't even get to say anything before Tae-Ju spoke.

“Sir, there's an emergency”

Blood. So much blood.

It was on the floor, the walls, the weapons that were scattered on the floor.

You were fighting for your life, your fists colliding with the opposite gang member´s faces before barely having enough time to prevent suffering the same fate as some of your teammates.

It all went so quickly. Your vision was hazy and your head was throbbing.

Two guys ran towards you, one of them grabbing you while the other pressed the cool metal of his knife against your neck.

“Look at her.. doesn't stand a chance”

You managed to spin around in his arms and break free, but the other guy wasn't going easy on you, the moves of his knife were unpredictable, and it was getting harder and harder for you to get away. The cuts on your body and the amount of blood you lost was starting to make you dizzy, but the voice of Gang-yae made the man's grip on you loosen.

“Hey! This one is mine” he pointed at you, and before you could react, you were yanked by the hair towards the man in front of you.

You were no match against his men, and especially not against him.

His hands grabbed your chin.

It has been a while since you last saw him, and you had wished you would never see him again. After what happened with him and Ji-woo, your hatred for the man was immeasurable. And it seemed like he noticed it too.

“Aren't you happy to see me? What's with that look, huh?” Even his voice made your stomach turn.

His bloody face came closer and closer to yours, the scent of blood and sweat hit you across the face.

He laughed at your silence. “I bet you´re still following his orders like an obedient dog?”

You could hear the sound of cars coming to a halt outside.

Deciding to keep quiet, you only stared at him, but he wasn't letting you go anytime soon.

“Say something” he pressed the tip of his machete against your chest.

Footsteps approached the door.

“Fuck… I really wanted to have some fun with you but I guess I´ll have to make it short..”

The doors opened loudly, Mujin’s men swarming in, along with him walking in the middle.

“goodbye, you little bitch”

And with that, his blade came in contact with you, slicing across your upper body.

You remembered locking eyes with Mujin across the room before collapsing on the floor.

And with Gang-Jae´s laughter echoing through the halls, everything went black.

A few weeks have passed since the incident. Weeks spent mourning over your lost friends and doctors watching your condition continuously.

Thanks to the organization stepping in right when you got injured, you made it- barely.

You were constantly monitored and chained to the hospital bed, doctor after doctor checking on you, but you never saw him.

No word from him whatsoever. And you didn't know why Mujin avoided you now.

It made you wonder if he was disappointed in you, in your abilities.

Your feelings for the man only made it worse. You had doubted your chances with him from the very beginning, and his silence was not making things any less troubling for you.

You wanted to see him- to talk to him, but you couldn't. Not before the doctors allowed you to leave.

But you knew it'd only be a matter of time now. After weeks of being hospitalized, your wounds were healing properly and the pain had mostly subsided.

“Miss L/N” came a voice from the door. It was Tae-Ju. He was one of the few people other than nurses or doctors that regularly came to visit you.

“The boss told me to pick you up. We have spoken to the nurses, and you´re free to go”

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, happy that you were finally one step closer to your goal of talking to Mujin.

You refrained from sighing in relief and just began grabbing your stuff before joining Tae-Ju at the door, ready to finally see your boss again.

The ride in the car felt like forever. You were quiet for the most time, already mentally preparing for the conversation you were about to have.

What would you even say to him? He was still your boss, technically it was none of your business why he was avoiding you, but you felt like you were a small step further in your relationship than just boss and subordinate- but you were starting to think that was just your wishful thinking- only time would tell.

When the car finally came to a halt, you stepped out, looking up at the tall building towering over you menacingly.

Giving yourself one last quiet prep talk, you walked through the door.

The second you saw the entrance door to your boss's office, it felt like every bit of confidence you gained was flushed down the drain.

Tae-Ju knocked on the door. He seemed to notice your nervousness and squeezed your shoulder. You gave him a small smile before the door opened.

Your heart was beating in your chest as you walked into the huge room.

It smelt like cigarettes and him, a scent that almost made you feel like home, as weird as it sounds.

As soon as Mujin came into view at the table, you greeted him with a bow, and you could've sworn you saw a slight smile play on his lips.

“You can leave” he nodded at the guards. They bowed and left the room just as quickly as they entered.

His deep voice made you shiver, and soon after, you were alone with him in a room. You decided to speak up first.

“Sir, I'm so sorry for what happened. I could not protect them and I-”

“That's not what I called you here for” he cut you off.

With long strides, he walked over to your side of the table, standing directly in front of you.

Puzzled, you looked into his eyes.

So he wasn't mad at you?

“Y/N. I wanted to see if you're alright”

Your heart skipped a beat and you let out a small chuckle. His words caught you off guard.

You wished you could just disappear into thin air this very second. You cleared your throat.

“Oh- I'm alright now. It still hurts a little though” you explained, pointing to your chest, where you got hurt the most.

His eyes wandered away from your face down to your chest, where they lingered for a while, and you could feel a faint blush form on your face.

His eyes met yours once more.

“Can I see it?”

You were at a loss for words. Before you came here, you doubted you were anything past a work-relationship, and now here he was, basically asking for you to undress in front of him.

You swallowed. His question felt more like an order than anything else, but you were still hesitating.

“It's not a pretty sight to see, Sir” while undressing in front of him has been a daydream for a while, you never imagined it to happen like this.

“Y/N. I only wish to make sure you´re okay. I was worried about you” he seemed to have noticed your hesitation, and soon your hands were reaching for the buttons of your shirt- albeit still hesitantly.

He was really worried about you?

It felt like all of your dreams became reality right in front of your eyes.

Button after button was opened, and soon you were standing in front of your boss in your bra and pants while his eyes were glued to the large scar on your chest.

It made you nervous how quiet he was, so you spoke up.

“It's not as bad as it looks, really” you lied. The scar made you feel insecure about your body and it still hurt a lot, but you forced yourself to put up a tough mask in front of Mujin.

He lifted his hand and brushed his fingertips lightly over the scarred skin.

You flinched at his touch and let out a gasp, and his eyes immediately met yours.

“Don´t lie to me, Y/N” he said. “You can tell me when you're hurt”

You averted your eyes.

“Thank you, it's just… it's ugly, to put it blandly” his hand grabbed your chin to tilt your head back in his direction.

Sexual tension was basically dripping off the walls as you looked at him.

“You're beautiful, Y/N”

You were both amazed and surprised at how quick your situation took a turn for the better, and you started to wonder if it was only a very realistic daydream.

It felt like your heart did somersaults in your chest at this point, and as his face inched closer and closer- his phone started to ring.

Mujin sighed and let go of your face. He told you to wait for a second.

He walked back around the table to take the call, and you took the opportunity to get dressed again, missing the way his eyes still observed you and how he lightly bit on his lip.

He cut the call short and turned back to you.

“I apologize but I really have to leave. I will come to see you later at your place and we will continue this later. Tae-Ju will show you to your new apartment”

Continue this later? You decided to ignore the tingling sensation in your chest.

“Thank you so much, Sir” you smiled at him and got ready to leave his office. But before you could leave, he spoke one last time.

“And Y/N. I want you to call me Mujin from now on” surprised, you nodded and gave him one last smile.

“Okay. I´ll see you later, Mujin”

As he watched you walk out the door, Mujin sat down in his chair with a sigh. The events of the last minutes were playing in his head over and over.

He grabbed a cigarette and put it to his lips.

You were gonna be the death of him.

As soon as the door closed behind you, you could finally breathe out.

Your heart was still hammering in your chest.

“You're beautiful, Y/N”

The words were playing on repeat in your head. And how close he was? Just a few more inches, and you could´ve kissed him.

You still couldn't believe the last minutes really happened. If it was just a dream, you did not want to wake up from it.

You decided to concentrate on what was in front of you- your new home.

The living room was huge, including a kitchen in the corner and a huge window to the beautiful view outside.

A small staircase led to your bedroom and bathroom. The furniture was modern and everything was beautifully made. You just had to decorate a bit to make it feel more like home.

With a smile on your face, you decided to take a short nap. After today's events, you deserved some rest to calm your still racing heart.

You just put on a huge shirt and went straight to your new couch, where you almost instantly dozed off.

The hours passed, and you were slowly starting to wake up from your sleep.

It felt like the first good rest you have had in weeks, and you would rather sleep until the next day, but you knew you were gonna have a visitor later on- a visitor you were very excited to see- especially after what happened earlier today.

So, you got up, stretched, and walked over to the bathroom where you got ready.

You didn't want to go overkill, but you still wanted to look presentable- so you took a shower, brushed your hair, and decided to put a little bit of mascara on.

For your clothing, you decided to wear something similar to what you had before; a dark red shirt along with black jeans.

One last glance into your mirror, and you were off to the kitchen.

You glanced towards the clock. He never mentioned when he´d arrive, so you took the time to move some of your personal things into place while you waited for him.

It did not take long before you heard a knock at your door. You jumped at the noise, took one last second to calm yourself down, and approached the door.

You opened the door with a smile, letting Mujin enter your new apartment. Being alone with him in his office was making you nervous, but being alone with him inside of your place was a whole different story.

“I hope you didn't wait too long” he put his jacket on the clothing hanger.

“Not at all, I took the time to settle in a bit. Thank you so much for all of this, Mujin. It's more than I could've ever asked for”

He nodded like it wasn't a big deal at all, and for him, maybe it wasn´t. But you still felt the need to repay or thank him somehow for doing you such a big favor.

“Is there anything I can do for you to thank you?” you asked. You didn´t know if you wanted him to catch the drift or not. His eyes met yours and it annoyed you how he could make you feel so small with his stare alone.

With a light chuckle, he shook his head and turned towards the kitchen.

“How about we have a drink first” and like a moth to the flame, you followed him.

While you went ahead and searched for a glass for each of you, he went to your cupboard.

“I see you haven't noticed my welcome gift yet” he spoke, grabbing the bottle of whiskey he left you there.

You turned around and smiled at the bottle in his hand.

“No, I haven't. But thank you so much, again” you took it out of his hands gratefully and poured the both of you a glass.

His eyes lingered on you for a while, and it made you nervous. Under his stare, you tried your best to make everything as fast as you could whilst still trying to look natural.

When you finally handed him his drink, you asked; “What should we toast to?”

He seemed to have something else on his tongue, but he stopped himself before saying;

“To your new place. A new beginning” you nodded.

“And to a nice evening” you added, and with that, you took your first sip.

You could feel the bitterness of the alcohol on your tongue, and even without much experience in that field, you could still tell it was expensive.

You watched Mujin over the rim of your glass. He looked so elegant, leaning against your counter with his glass in hand, face illuminated by the dim light inside of the room.

“You're staring”

Surprised, you brought the glass to your lips again to distract yourself from being caught.

You apologized quietly, trying to look anywhere but his handsome face.

“Right..” he said, his voice suddenly a lot closer than before. “We still had some unfinished business” and once more, his finger tilted your face towards his.

“W-what else was there to talk about, sir?” you failed at horribly hiding your excitement, and he could tell as much, judging by the grin spreading on his features.

“I told you to call me Mujin” he pointed out as his face came closer once more, and without thinking about it twice- and without getting interrupted this time- you launched yourself at his lips.

-And it felt as if time had stopped, like the only people in this world right now were you and Mujin.

His lips moved against yours in perfect rhythm and you could feel yourself getting lost in his touch, his sounds, the smell of his expensive cologne.

Your fingers trailed down to his arms, holding onto him like a lifeline.

You had to part for air for a while, but you couldn't stay away from him for long.

“Come here” he whispered against your lips as his hands slid down your back to grab your body and lift it onto the counter.

He settled between your spread legs, kissing you with the same hunger as before. You felt yourself getting warmer under your clothes as you listened to his quiet groans. His hands were roaming your body like he wanted to memorize every part of you if he could.

You were forced to part once more for oxygen, this time, his lips weren't on yours, but he was pressing kisses to your exposed neck and collarbone instead.

Your hands combed through his tresses, making his usual hairstyle a bit more unruly.

His hands found their way under your shirt, brushing against your warm skin. Every touch of his felt like fire on your skin, and it was driving you insane. It was like you couldn't get enough of him- his touch, his voice. You were sure that he had wrapped you around his finger the second he stepped into the room- or into your life, even.

Your legs wrapped around his midsection, grinding his lower body against yours in an attempt to satisfy the growing want forming in your veins.

“Let me carry you to your bedroom, huh, princess?”

The way the pet-name rolled so sultry off his lips, his grin on his face. Hell, even the way some of his hair fell into his face only fueled the fire burning inside of you now.

You tugged at his collar with one of your hands, moving your mouth next to his ear.

“No... please Mujin. I want you right here, fucking me on this kitchen counter” you whispered, lips moving lower to kiss his neck right under his chin.

It was as if you flicked a switch inside of him, because as soon as these words left your lips, his hips jerked forward, pressing his body onto yours so you could feel the tent in his pants against your clothed pussy.

“Are you sure?” this time, his lips left your body and he looked into your eyes.

“I won't be able to stop once I finally have you”

You decided to let actions speak instead, nodding and throwing your arms around his neck to kiss him once more. Mujin´s hands made their way back down to the hem of your shirt, lifting it up to your neck, where you were forced to let go of him.

Your shirt was quickly thrown on the floor and he made quick work of unclasping your bra, and soon your chest was on full display for him.

His hungry eyes raked all over your body, and his lips were soon pressed against your left breast.

He noticed your slight flinch when he got closer to your wound.

“Don´t worry princess, I´ll be careful” he promised before resuming where he left off.

You gasped out in bliss. It was like he already knew all of your sensitive spots.

His lips alone were making you moan, and you knew he was just getting started. As much as you loved the sensation of his mouth, you still couldn't get enough.

“I want to see you too” you reached for his tie, but he quickly took a step away from your body.

“I want you to watch me” he knew the effect he had on you. Mujin knew, and he was taking full advantage of it. His tie soon joined your clothes that were scattered on the floor.

Button after button was opened on his dress shirt, and it felt like your roles from before were reversed. Now it was you observing him, how more and more of his sculpted body came into view.

Mujin watched with a smirk as your legs squeezed together, but it didn't do much to calm the aching need between your legs. When his shirt slipped off his shoulders and was thrown on the floor, he stepped back towards you, allowing you to finally touch him.

“You're so handsome…” you mumbled, fingers lightly tracing the outline of the tattoo on his chest.

His skin felt warm underneath your fingertips while Mujin closely observed what you were doing. He took your hand in his, pressing kisses to your knuckles and dropping on his knees in front of you.

“I will take such good care of you... now show me how wet you are already”

Obediently, you pulled down your pants, revealing the rest of your undergarments to him.

You wanted to avert your gaze, but the sight of one of the most powerful people that you knew on their knees in front of you, ready to devour you- you could only stare.

With one last look into your eyes, he lifted your legs onto his shoulders.

He kissed along your inner thigh, leaving dark purple marks across your skin, inching closer and closer to your core.

You sucked in a harsh breath when his lips came in contact with your clothed folds.

“So drenched already, and all for me..” came his low voice from between your legs. Mujin´s fingers hooked into the waistline of your panties, and with a little help from you, the garment was finally gone, leaving you completely bare in front of him.

As soon as you could feel his mouth on your clit, your head fell back with a moan. Mujin knew exactly how to push your buttons, and he was doing it so effortlessly.

His tongue dove between your folds before sucking at your clit as you bucked up underneath him. You could feel his stubble on your nether regions, and that sensation was enough to send pleasant shivers down your spine.

Mujin groaned against your skin at your taste and smell, squeezing the soft flesh of your thighs as he continued to pleasure you with his tongue.

“Oh my god… Mujin-!”

How he looked up at you was almost enough to send you over the edge, so you grabbed his hair and pushed him back down.

He let out a surprised moan at the sudden rough treatment, which you undoubtedly noticed.

You combed through his hair with your fingers, occasionally tugging at it to draw more of those sweet noises out of him.

His mouth was still vigorously working on your clit, and you could feel your orgasm coming closer and closer.

“I'm close- so close!” you warned, but Mujin didn't seem to care, it only made him go faster, more ruthless. And soon, with trembling legs you came all over his face, your skin erupting in goosebumps as you desperately ground against his mouth.

His hands held your body down as he lapped up your juices like he was starving.

Your chest was still moving with heavy breaths as Mujin withdrew from between your legs and stood up.

You could still see your release glistening on his face, and it now dawned on you what had just happened- you just got eaten out by your boss.

Said boss, who was towering over your body, pressing his clothed erection against your still throbbing clit.

“I need to be inside of you. Now” he spoke, fingers already unbuckling his belt.

He was truly a sight, with his hair messy, his toned body covered in a thin layer of sweat. And all for you to see and admire.

The rest of his clothes were thrown to the floor, and finally, you could see all of him.

His size was impressive, and you could only imagine how he would feel deep inside of you.

His hands rested on your hip as he positioned himself in front of you, teasingly rubbing his head at your entrance.

“Please..” you whimpered impatiently, and with no other words spoken, he pushed in.

The stretch was intense and something you never felt before. You squeezed your eyes shut as you tried to adjust to him while Mujin´s head was in the crook of your neck, pressing soothing kisses to your skin.

You held onto his shoulders until he was fully inside of you. His free hand caressed your back as he patiently waited for you to be ready. He knew he was big, and no matter how aroused he was and how he couldn't wait to pound into you- he wanted you to feel good.

He could feel you throbbing around him, and soon the words he wanted to hear left your mouth in a whimper.

“You can move..”

- and Mujin wasted no time in doing so.

He set a slow pace at first, his hips rolling into your´s rhythmically, his length dragging along your velvety walls.

You grabbed his face with both of your hands to capture his lips in a heated kiss. There was no rhythm to it- only sheer desperation to feel even more of him.

Your moans were muffled by the kiss as his movement became faster, hitting spots within you that you could´ve never reached with your fingers.

Mujin could feel you clench around him, and a guttural groan tumbled from his lips.

“Fuck- Princess… you're taking my cock so well”

You clawed at his back as his thrusts became rougher, your back moving against the surface of your counter.

He forced moan after moan out of you and every movement of his felt as if you were gonna blackout any second.

And then he hit that one spot.

“There-! Oh fuck- right there-!!” you cried out and Mujin immediately started to aim for your g-spot. Your cries only spurred him on further.

He grabbed your hips so you could meet his thrusts, and soon you could barely form sentences from the unbelievable pleasure you were experiencing.

“That's it Y/N…shit-” Mujin could feel himself getting close too, the familiar feeling of his incoming high growing in his body.

One of your hands was steadying your body on the counter while the other was still wrapped around Mujin´s neck, pressing his forehead against yours.

And soon, the feeling exploded in your body as you clenched around him one more time, as he made you orgasm for the second time that night.

You only saw white as you cried out his name over and over.

His orgasm came just as quickly, his hips stuttering against yours as he spilled his semen deep inside of you.

His eyes met yours as he kissed you once more. Lips slotting against each other perfectly, you shared one last kiss while you were still drowning in post-orgasm bliss.

And as he lifted you to carry you to your bedroom, you knew you were in for a long night.

#choi mujin x reader #my name x reader #my name netflix #x reader #smut #choi mujin smut

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euphoniumpets · 2 years

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My Name Masterlist

will be updated frequently.

* = means that fic contains smut in it, only 18+

Choi Mujin:

Always and forever

Not all friends does look like that

Jung Tae-ju:

Hurt

Enemies to lovers

What a world we live in: part one, part two

Forbidden love

Do Gangjae:

Not as what it seems

Always on my Mind*

What a world we live in: part one, part two

Jeon Pildo

Sleep

#my name x reader #my name smut #my name #my name x you #choi mujin x you #choi mu jin x reader #choi mujin #jung tae ju x reader #jung tae ju fluff #jung tae ju fanfiction #jung tae ju imagine #do gangjae x reader #do gangjae imagine #do gangjae x you #jeon pildo x reader

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curi0us-gh0st · 6 months

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★ drama .ᐟ ㌐ ☽︎

angst, smut, fluffy, headcanons, clips, etc.

1. Korean

2. Thai

3. Chinese

4. Gl (yt series)

(K) DRAMA

the glory

ha do-yeong & jeon jae-jun; good & evil (hd)

ha do-yeong & jeon jae-jun; (im)perfect relationship (hd)

ha do-yeong & jeon jae-jun; (im)perfect relationship part 2 (hd/s)

ha do-yeong & jeon jae-jun; jealousy (c)

ha do-yeong & jeon jae-jun; unexpected love (f/s)

park yeonjin, lee sara & choi hyejeong; shameless (s)

tomorrow

park joonggil; angel (f)

park joonggil; delicate (s/f)

mask girl

kim momi; imagine (s)

momi as his girlfriend feat. kim chunae (hd)

work later drink now

nothing here

the penthouse

shim suryeon & min seol ah; mama's girl (a)

my name

choi mujin & do gangjae; love in the office (hd)

twenty five twenty one

nothing here

all of us are dead

nothing here

squid game

nothing here

business proposal

nothing here

alchemy of souls

nothing here

extraordinary attorney woo

nothing here

crash course in romance

nothing here

my holo love

nothing here

the king's affection

nothing here

hi bye, mama

nothing here

destined with you

nothing here

my liberation notes

nothing here

mad for each other

nothing here

it's okay to not be okay

nothing here

birthcare center

nothing here

celebrity

nothing here

strong girl nam-soon | bong soon

nothing here

behind your touch

nothing here

doona!

lee doona; you & me (hd)

ballerina

jang okjoo; bad (hd)

the call

nothing here

the handmaiden

nothing here

hello dracula

nothing here

nevertheless

yoon sol & seo jiwan; love mine all mine (a/f)

(T) DRAMA

show me love the series

nothing here

gap the series

nothing here

be mine the series

nothing here

couple of mirrors

nothing here

legend of yunze

nothing here

legend of yunqian

nothing here

GL (yt series)

1 in 10,000

nothing here

she make my heart flutter

nothing here

girlfriend project day 1

nothing here

#👻 curi0us gh0st !#kdrama #tdrama #cdrama #glg #wlw #gl #kdrama fic

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fucknixx · 2 months

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ㅤㅤMasterlits ─ My name

❛⠀⠀𓇼﹔Fluff ❛⠀⠀✿﹔Angst ❛⠀⠀ ⋆﹔Smut

. ᵎ Jiwoo

No yet.

. ᵎ Mujin

Choi Mujin + Do Gangjae (𓇼/*)

. ᵎ Pildo

Not yet.

. ᵎ Gangjae

Choi Mujin + Do Gangjae (𓇼/*)

. ᵎ Gun-pyung

Not yet.

#nix.#my name

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mynamefreak · 2 years

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Heya! So glad that you write for My Name! 😍

What would you think about a Choi Mujin x Taeju's sister story? I don't know how you stand on older man x younger reader, so if you don't feel like it that's fine. :)

If you do, pepper in a juicy bit of smut? That man just does things to my head and insides that's absolutely blasphemous, haha!

He doesn't need to know

Pairing: Choi Mu-jin x f! Reader

Genre: smut

Summary: Being Tae-ju's sister didn't have to mean being part of Dongcheon. Even so, one day you finally met his boss. As time went on, you began to enjoy Choi Mu-jin's company more and more. One day trying to cool down his harsh behavior, things go further than you might think.

Requested?: Yes

Warnings: smut 18+, dom! Mu-jin, oral sex, unprotected sex, spanking, creampie, age gap, daddy kink.

A/n: I need holy water.

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Tae-ju. Your older brother always seemed so serious. However, looking at his position, could you really be surprised? You thought you didn't know anyone as serious as him. You realized how wrong you were only when you met his boss.

When you first came into contact with Mu-jin, you had mixed feelings. Honestly, all you could say about him was that he was a serious guy with a high reputation. Always with that dark, serious expression. However, despite his older age and... weird hobby, you couldn't deny that he was damn attractive.

With few years, you saw the man more and more willingly, and he reacted more willingly to your presence. One day your conversation was interrupted by his important matters. He told you you'd be done with the conversation when he got back. So you waited.

- Shit!

The loud sound of the door opening made you twitch with fear. Silently, you watched as Mu-jin burst through the door, tearing his shirt aggressively, grabbing his alcohol and starting to drink. Soon after, he threw his glass down and started talking to your older brother about something. Soon Tae-ju left the room, leaving you alone with upset boss.

You watched him pacing aggressively around the room, snarling. You walked slowly towards him.

- Mu-jin...

You put your hand on his shoulder and he pulled away nervously from your touch.

- Mu-jin, I know you're nervous, but-

- You don't know shit!

*SLAP*

You fell to the floor with pain in your cheek. The man walked over to the desk and leaned against it, sighing.

- How the fuck am I supposed to be calm?

Maybe there was something wrong with you. You may have been a complete freak, but... the thought of a nervous, wild Mu-jin with his shirt unbuttoned casually and a strand of gray-black hair falling over his forehead made your spine shiver. And the way he slapped you like animal... Something weird made you want more. But in a more... intimate way. Something always made that older man drive you crazy.

He sat down at his desk, sipping alcohol, nervous. You got up from the ground and walked over to him again, turning the chair towards you. Unsure, you tangled your fingers in his hair, making him look at you immediately.

- Maybe I don't know, but I've been faithful to you for so many years... I want to help you somehow.

You looked blindly at each other with a strange mixture of feelings. In his eyes you could see the aggression and anger associated with... desire.

Hurriedly, he pulled you closer, causing you to drop to his lap.

- Mu-jin-

- Have you always been so faithful? Huh? Just because your brother is a trusted helper doesn't mean you are, kid. How do I know it's not you reporting me to the cops?

Nervously and decently, he tugged at your hair, bringing your face closer to him, so that your gazes were as close as possible.

- How do I know it's not you who want to destroy my whole organization? - he whispered with a fierce look, bringing your face to his irritatingly.

You swallowed hard, not knowing what to feel.

- My brother trusts you and you trust him. During this time, I tried to make you trust me too. If I wanted to do something to you, I would definitely not be here anymore.

You got up from his lap, moving to the window, pretending you were watching the view. In the reflection you watched Mu-jin get up impetuously from his chair and tearing off his shirt completely coming towards you.

You turned to look at him with a haughty look. He has seamlessly crushed your confidence by grabbing your thighs, lifting you and wrapping your legs around his body.

You quickly folded your hands on his shoulders to keep your balance. With slightly widened eyes, you watched as Mr. Choi, with his chest pressed against yours, was now inches from you. He placed a hungry kiss on your lips, causing you to gasp lightly in his. Slipping his hand under your shirt against your back with a cool hand, he made you twitch, sinking even farther towards him.

He moved away from you, leaving you hungry, infecting you with his lust.

- I can only guess how dirty your thoughts are at the moment.

You wondered how pathetic you must have looked now, a horny twenty-year-old overwhelmed by her brother's boss. Now you have a mental picture of how the man in front of you is fucking you against this wall.

- Fuck... - You whispered delighted with the view you had before your eyes.

He slipped one hand under your shirt again, rubbing his hand against your soft skin.

Without waiting any longer, you placed a hungry kiss on his lips. He followed your rhythm willingly. Your tongues dancing with each other with passion and desire. Small grunts leaving your mouth as your bodies grew hotter and hotter by friction.

He pulled away, bringing his mouth to your ear.

- How is a girl like you interested in someone like me, huh?

You put one hand on his chest, examining his muscular shapes.

- You're the hottest fifty I've ever met.

He immediately pressed against your mouth as you began to unbutton your shirt. The buttons seemed to be teasing you, making them harder and harder to undo, feeling Mu-jin's greedy hands on your body.

Finally you felt the man's hand slide out from under your shirt. With aggression he tore off the rest of the buttons and threw the shirt off of you, making you gasp. He tried to undo your bra with one hand, but with all his drive he was not doing very well. You helped him a little by unfastening your bra quickly, and he tore it off of you. A chill passed through your body as your back touched the cold glass.

You covered your chest quickly, tearing your mouth away from his to breathe. You looked down in embarrassment, panting slightly. He looked at you, slipping his hand between your arms, placing it centrally between your breasts.

- Look at me, little one.

Your eyes dutifully wandered up to meet a slightly calmer gaze.

- Don't be shy, show daddy how beautiful you are.

You slowly pulled your hands away, resting them on his neck for a little support.

You noticed how he gently licked his lip admiring the view in front of him.

- Beautiful. - he said in a low, hoarse voice, pushing his head a little lower. You flinched feeling the gentle kiss he placed near your breastbone. Teasingly, he looked up at you, passionately licking one of your hard nipples. A little moan left your mouth and you were pleased to tilt your head back against the glass.

He unbuttoned your pants with your help, taking them off you. Now you were only wearing your panties.

The man unexpectedly knelt down, throwing your legs over his shoulders. You looked down at him in surprise, and he just started to kiss your thighs.

- So fucking beautiful. - he muttered, sliding his finger under your underwear. You flinched at the sudden sensation of his cold finger.

Out of nowhere, Mu-jin took a knife from his pocket and impatiently slit open your panties, throwing them off eagerly. You looked with some regret at your favorite underwear, as he apparently noticed.

- I'll buy you a better one.

Your eyes focused back on him, staring mostly at your lower parts.

He placed a gentle, teasing kiss on your clitoris, making you moan gently as you instinctively moved your hips.

- You're impatient. - He laughed shortly and kissing the place again, looked up at you. - You want daddy to eat you out?

You nodded quickly, keeping your eyes closed.

- Answer me, princess.

- Yes please!

You felt his gentle smile on your inner thigh.

- Whose pussy is this? - he asked with an unyielding expression on his face, as if he could watch your pleas for hours.

- Yours!

- All mine.

Without holding back any longer, Mu-jin stuck his wet, warm tongue into you, causing you to bend your body forward.

- O-oh shit! - You bit your lip as you braided your hand through his hair.

Moans left your mouth at the feeling of his tongue wandering over your folds.

The sounds you made, your fingers in his hair, fueled him even more. And the way he looked at you while he licked deeper was making your toes curl.

- Shit- feels so good, daddy!

You tried to hold back loud moans so that no one outside the room had any thoughts. Feeling his tongue hitting your spot, you groaned as he sucked your clit with hunger.

- Fuck! - You moaned, feeling the coming orgasm, tightening the grip on his hair. Uncontrolled with your hand, you pushed his face deeper and clenched your thighs.

He slid his tongue out between your legs, swallowing your fluids.

- You're fucking delicious.

He placed a short kiss on your thigh, then let you slide off his shoulders.

You were panting with pleasure, leaning against the wall, still sitting on the floor. You were surprised by the sound of an unbuckling belt. You looked up as you saw Mu-jin unbutton his pants, sliding them down with lust.

Surprising him a little, you knelt quickly in front of him, grabbing the corner of his boxers. He gave you a curious look and you were just fluttering your eyelashes trying to look as inviting as possible.

- Why are you looking at me like that? I just want to suck your dick ~

He briefly raised his arms in a helpless gesture in agreement.

- So desperate for Daddy, ain't you? - He lifted your chin for a moment, looking at your almost pathetic stature. - Go ahead, princess. Do what you need.

Encouraged you slipped his boxers off, not too fast to tease him a bit. However, not wanting to upset him further, your goal was to de-stress, you did it reasonably well.

You licked your lip as a hard, big cock slipped out from beneath the fabric, dripping with precum. A smile formed on your face as you placed a soft lick on the tip of his member. You wanted to see that he really wanted it. But you weren't expecting a man's reflex to dig deeper into your mouth. You realized that it was not your role to tease.

You obediently let his cock slide deeper, finally feeling it against your throat. Thinking how much you wanted to show him that you weren't weak, you started moving your head. Good feeling and encouragement passed over you when you heard the growl leaving his mouth. Your mouth around his member, listening to him groan at you.

Unable to hold it, he threaded his fingers into your curls, firmly digging deeper into your throat. You felt little tears form in your eyes. You continued taking his big cock in and out. Your tongue further stimulates his cock, feeling the grip on your hair tighten. Despite your closed eyes, you could feel his eyes on you. You felt him looking at you, your face taking his cock so good.

- Mgh- doing so good for daddy. That's my good girl. - He said making you whimper around his dick as you drooled it while moving your head back and forth.

A panting mixed with little growls and groans was heard in the room. Each of his words making you feel hotter. With each subsequent move, you could feel his member sticking in and out. As you were moving your head, you felt his cock tremble. With a final loud groan, he jerked his hips against your face, making you whimper again. You let him cum down your throat. You felt a warm, spicy liquid in your mouth. Without hesitating, you swallowed the sperm, slowly slipping his dick out of your mouth, slowly sucking every inch of it one last time.

Aggressively he put his thumb in your mouth, opening it wide to make sure you swallowed everything.

- Good girl.

You got up, looking at him, waiting for his move. He didn't keep you waiting long.

He turned you over, pushing you against the glass. You shuddered at the re-contact with the cold glass, in addition to feeling his hands begin to move over your body. Warm hands, caressing your skin, traveling from one point to another. You twitched at the feeling of his breath against your back. He placed a gentle but hungry kiss on your shoulder as he moved closer to your ear.

- Something wrong, princess? - He asked, groping your ass, reaching your breast with the other hand.

- Please daddy~ you groaned feeling his tip rub irritatingly against your ass.

- What do you want?

- You. - you said softly, biting your lip from the feeling of his hand on your butt.

- Louder, darling.

- I need you!

*SLAP*

You hissed with pleasure, feeling the mark on your ass.

- Teasing me? Not nice, princess.

You knew that he will take advantage of your previous behavior.

- You need to try a little harder.

- Please, daddy! Fuck me until I can't walk!

*SLAP*

You were spanked obediently, waiting for you to deserve to be fucked.

- How bad do you want Daddy? - He placed a kiss on your neck, making you tilt your head.

- I want you so bad! Please daddy fuck me! I've waited so long for this!

Your breath stopped as you felt his length filling you. His fingers soothingly tracing your back. He gave you a brief moment to assimilate his cock, finally starting to move, making you gasp at first. The thick and slippery length began to dig into you, and he tightened his hand on your butt, making you moan.

- Daddy, fuck!

His hips hitting your ass.

His actions maked your breathing faster. Pulling out, he slammed back in roughly, making you moan his name with pleasure. He felt like a god. Having a woman like this wrapped around his cock, moaning and choking with every thrust. Every now and then he hit your ass, squeezing it tight.

- Ah yes! Right there! Right there!

The harder and harder thrusts made you loud and you couldn't hold back your noises anymore.

- Please, touch me, daddy. - you groaned pleadingly. Eagerly his hand grabbed one of your tits, groping it passionately while his dick was still stretching your walls. You panted against the glass, making it steam. The beautiful view outside the window was not even half as interesting as seeing Mu-jin fucking you from behind.

- Agh- Shit princess, doing so good for daddy. Taking my cock so well.

His words maked you whimper as you felt his hand start to stimulate you further, rubbing your clit.

- Yes, yes, yes! Oh fuck!

You looked over your shoulder at what he was doing to you, wishing you could have seen him fuck you better. Those sexy, disheveled, gray-black tufts of hair falling over his forehead, perfectly sculpted body, handsome features. Shit, you shivered at the thought that this was the man who was fucking you in his penthouse, treating you like a deity. And he looked at you with such passion and love. The way your tits bounced with every thrust, the way his name left your mouth.

He began to feel you starting to tighten around his length.

- Shit- Are you close, princess?

- Yes daddy! Ah!

You could feel the coming orgasm when you finally felt the climax. Bliss and pleasure burst out in you suddenly as you let out your last moan. You could feel he was close too.

- Cum inside me. - you breathed encouragingly, continuing to follow his rhythm.

After another more sharp and careless thrust, you felt a twitch and waited for him to reach his peak.

- Ngh- fuck- he gritted his teeth, and you felt him letting warm cum into you. You groaned at the last thrust as he gripped your hips, resting his forehead against your back. You both panted, enjoying the event. He finally slipped out of you, dripping a little on the floor. You turned to look at him and he moved closer to you, closing the gap between your bodies.

He kissed you passionately, rubbing his thumb against your cheek. You smiled as you felt his lips, wrapping your arms around his neck to prop up yourself. Pulling away, he looked at you, brushing your hair back.

- My good girl.

Making you gasp, he picked you up and walked quickly to the couch with you. He sat down, with you on his lap looking at him in shock.

- Ride me, princess.

You widened your eyes, feeling the red spread even more across your face.

- W-what?

- Ride me. You deserve it.

You leaned your chest against him so that your tits were against his chest and you looked at him pleased. It might take a while.

And you, deep down, hoped your brother wouldn't find out about it. After all, he doesn't need to know.

~MNF

#my post #x reader #my name freak #my name fanfiction #my name x reader #my name #my name 2021 #netflix #netflix my name #choi mujin #choi mujin x reader #choi mu jin #mujin #kdrama #x female reader #x fem!reader #MNF

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sweetandabitspycho · 7 months

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flufftober&kinktober I couldn't decide so I'm doing both

Please feel free to request something ❤️ even if this list is full I'll make room for bonus stories.

Most of the smuts will have a little bit of kinky to it, even with fluff smuts

Oct 1st Tej x Reader hurt comfort

Oct 2th Woojin x Reader fluff smut blowjob's

Oct 3th Han Seok x Reader KINKYsmuts

Oct 4th Dean Winchester x Reader fluff smuts w/ kinky

Oct 5th Vladimir Ranskahov x Reader fluff

Oct 6th Anatoly Ranskahov x Reader fluff

Oct 7th Choi Mujin x Reader fluff

Oct 8th Do Gangjae x Reader smut

Oct 9th Jung Taeju x Reader fluff smuts

Oct 10th Ah Sahm x Reader fluff smuts

Oct 11th Bolo x Reader fluff smuts

Oct 12th Snake eyes x Reader fluff

Oct 13th Choi Mujin x Reader w/kinky fluffy smut

Oct 14th Han Seo x Reader w/kinky fluffy smut

#flufftober #writing list #kinktober #kdramas x reader #vincenzo x reader #fast and furious x reader #kdrama x yn #vincenzo x yn #fast x reader #x reader #kdramas to watch #my name x reader #jang han seo x reader #warrior x reader #hbo warrior #warrior max #Ah Sahm x Reader

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amortentius · 2 years

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Hello! I loved it “𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖙 𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖊 | cmj ”, I was wondering if you could do a second part but when they get home there is an obscenity mixed with fluff ...

𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖚𝖘 | cmj. (ii)

part two of 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖙 𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖊

choi mujin x fem!reader

warnings: slightly toxic relationship; age-gap; fluff; jealousy; smut; dom!mujin; sub!reader; teasing; oral; penetration

song: venus — dprlive

word count: 4k

disclaimer: thank you so much for the request and im so sorry to only be posting it now, but this was kinda long, also psa i usually don't write hardcore smuts in my stories, mainly because i prefer to write more realistic sex in a way (also i really don't like violent sex, if that's what you're aiming for, then you better find it somewhere else because i won't be doing that here) so, i really wanted it to be really natural between them and more real, since they're husband and wife, so yeah (sorry for the long intro lmao, i babble a lot)

THE DROP OF THE TEMPERATURE THICKENED THE AIR WITH WHICH YOU FILLED YOUR LUNGS AS YOU SLOWLY INHALED IT, LETTING THE BURN OF THE COLD CUT THROUGH YOUR CHEST AND WASH AWAY THE DRUNKNESS. You fairly remembered your husband exchanging a few whispered words at his right hand as he soothed your skin, which led to your eyes slowly becoming heavier and heavier as the clock signaled three in the morning and the lights around you becoming sharp enough to give you a headache. Funny enough, your alcohol had been cut short by no one other than your husband once your drunk sessions became way too dangerous not only for the people around you but also for yourself. And when you had complained at how dramatic his worry had become over you, he simply reminded you of the time you were in Bangkok during one of his travel businesses, and you had poured shots for the wife of the Prime Minister right before sharing a very adventurous session of karaoke.

In all fairness, it had been your first time tasting rum and your husband had his hands full with the negotiations. He couldn't possibly discuss his most important business and keep an eye on you at the same time, yet he trusted you completely not to harm yourself or anyone important. Safe to say he has never let you drink alcohol on your own ever again. Or hang out with the Prime Minister's wife, whose husband was less than amused by his companion's behavior. If you were to be honest you barely remember the night; only the giggles that had left your mouth as your husband grumpily dragged you to your hotel room.

And today was no different from that same memory. Here you were, hugged by Mujin's black jacket as your husband gently grabbed your waist, hard enough for you not to trip on your own feet. He carried your heels on his free hand, whilst barking orders at the security that surrounded you both as you made your way to the black SUV. And as if the situation wasn't already chaotic enough, your lips had wandered through his chin until they dropped on the curve of his neck, where you entertained yourself with staining his tanned skin with the red of your lipstick. He had shuddered slightly at the beginning, sending you a warning look that you knew so well, yet the dizziness in your brain ignored all the red lights he sent you.

⸻ At least let me get us to the car, darling. ⸻ He had hushed you quite harshly as if biting the words in between his teeth. You knew the precise points to press in order to distress him, and his sensitive neck was one of them. Also, the fuzzy region right under his belly button, which you loved to trail with both your fingers and your mouth, quickly brought him to his undoing. More memories of the both of you sitting by the fireplace, your lips and tongue painting his skin as he discussed something quietly on the phone, eyes shut close in meditation and breath uneven. It was all fun and games until he tossed the damned phone aside and pulled you to his lap showing you why you should always finish what you started.

Taeju opened the back door quickly, and you were the first to step inside the vehicle as your husband carefully sat you on the cream seat, the cold of the leather bringing goosebumps to your skin that was easily softened by the warm ambiance inside of the car. Your head fell against the widow as your husband took his place by your side, exchanging a few words with Taeju before the man softly closed the door on you, only to take his place next to the driver. The car was large and spacious, the front and back seats separated by a partition that was only opened when Mujin had to order any of his men. It wasn't exactly used only for your lustful endeavors. Mujin liked his privacy, even if it meant he could drink his Scotch in peace from any outside noise. Which was now the case.

The quiet man poured himself some caramel liquid with two blocks of ice, twirling them slightly before he brought them to his dry lips as you entertained yourself with putting your shoes back on. When you were done, you gestured for him to pass you the glass, but he only grabbed your fingers and pressed them to his chest, which was exposed from the lack of tie that he decided to not wear in that evening. Although annoyed, you still massaged the skin under your palm and ran your fingers on his torso, soothing the nerves still present from the scene that had happened in the club with the Japanese businessman.

⸻ Tell me what's happening in here. ⸻ You tapped your finger in his forehead, earning a snort of his in response. The tip of your thumb slid down the length of his curvy nose, resting at its button. You smile wickedly before moving it once again, this time stopping right in between his lips, lifting your eyes so that you could see how intensely he watched you. You felt yourself burn under his gaze, the dress becoming too heavy and the jewels too cold.

He nibbled at your finger before kissing it softly, as if to soothe the pain. ⸻ Too much.

⸻ We have... ⸻ You grabbed his arm so that you could check his expensive watch, noticing how the arrows almost reached four in the morning. ⸻ At least twenty minutes before reaching our destination. Use your time wisely.

He sighed tiredly before reaching over his cigarettes, pulling one in between his lips. You searched on the inside of his jacket for the golden lighter you had gifted him on your last birthday, one that included both your initials and the date on which you had tied the knot. Once you finally felt it against your fingers, you brought it to his face and calmly lighted the brownish cigarette, his exhausted gaze never leaving you or your movements. He puffed some clouds of smoke, carefully as to not throw them in your face, before he finally spoke.

⸻ The man at the club, Akio, knew of your family. ⸻ He had revealed, keeping his tone as low as possible, not that anyone inside of the vehicle dared to eavesdrop on your conversation. But you understood Mujin's worry and the way his forehead creased at the thought of the criminal he just killed.

⸻ He didn't seem to know me, though. That, or he's a great pretender. ⸻ You had tried to ease him whilst finding the perfect spot in his lap to sit yourself on, and once you did, you eased your body against his, your curves melting against his muscles, and waited for him to finish.

⸻ He didn't know what you looked like. Or that you were married to me, anyway. His shock tasted too... Real, for it to be a farse. Yet he did mention your father. And you. ⸻ Although his eyes wandered far off before the both of you, he still held you tight against him, lips finding your forehead as he lovingly kissed your brow. His breath smelled of alcohol and cigars, a too familiar odor that you had grown used to since you had met him. ⸻ I think it finally clicked to him who you were when I revealed that your family was half Japanese.

⸻ If you knew that he was acquainted with my family, why on earth would you do that? ⸻ You slightly shifted so that you could properly look at your husband, his deep eye bags and the smooth wrinkles of his skin that gave him a different type of charm. Yet no matter how handsome he might be, you still felt uneasiness burn in your insides.

Mujin seemed to taste that fear of yours, like a hunting hound searching for hares, yet he simply grabbed a lock of your hair and twirled it in his finger, deep in thought. ⸻ He was to be your husband.

Your brain seemed to fail you after your husband's revelation, however, memories from your past self quickly emerged and rocked you like a wrecking ball. Three years ago, briefly before you were sent off to marry the great Choi Mujin, your father had been receiving marriage proposals from all sides of his business partners, being legal or not. Yet the only option which had stood out was the right-hand of a Yakuza drug lord whom your father had been making business with for over three decades. Still, moving to South Korea as a Japanese man was as taboo as one could imagine, not only to its normal citizens but also to its criminals. The illegal nets of the Korean underworld were as accepting of your father as the rest of the Korean society had been, and a major mobster like him had to earn an important reputation quickly before he ended up gutted on a street corner. And for that, he used his most valuable card: you. His youngest and only daughter, born of a Korean woman who he had married briefly after landing in Seoul. Your double nationality had offered him opportunities in both countries, yet here is where you were most needed. And so, he sent a tempting proposition to the most known man in their field at the time, one that was expanding his business so quickly that mobsters left and right begged to be on his good side.

It had been an interesting meeting, yours. You had already been informed of your father's plans beforehand, which not everyone, especially mobster's daughters, had the luxury of. Yet the thought of marrying a stranger, known for their violence and ruthlessness, forced you to throw the biggest tantrum from your whole existence right in front of your future husband. However, watching his fiancé childishly scream at their father and throwing them a shoe brought a genuine smile to his face, one he hadn't felt since Donghoon's departure. And that was enough for him to hurry the process and put a ring in your finger in less than a month.

You suspiciously narrowed your eyes at your husband.

⸻ Did you kill him because you were jealous? ⸻ It seemed so ridiculous that you couldn't help but to giggle at the thought of your always-serious-husband throwing a fit because of a man that you barely knew of. And still, when he refused to meet your gaze and the laughing finally died down, you allowed yourself to hang your mouth wide open without a word coming out of it. Mujin had killed the right-hand of a Yakuza just because he didn't like the fact that he was supposed to marry his now wife. It would've been amusing if not for the recklessness of it all. ⸻ Mujin, are you fucking with me?! He was a Yakuza! Do you realize that they will order for your head on a goddamn plate when this reaches his boss?!

⸻ The original plan wasn't this. When he arrived in Korea, I was informed about his connections with your family, and although I was out of my mind, I still didn't plan on doing anything. I swear. ⸻ He took another sip of his drink before nestling you against his chest and colliding your foreheads, allowing him to whisper the rest. ⸻ But when I saw him looking at you, dancing and smiling and looking so fucking perfect tonight, Taeju had to remove my knives before I sharpened their blades on his skin. And imagine my delight when his boss calls me informing me that he was a mole that had to be removed. Safe to say I was more than glad to help my potential business partner.

⸻ How convenient. I'm glad everything went according to plan. ⸻ The sneer in your face made Mujin wince in disapproval like he always did when you used that prickly attitude of yours towards him. You paid him no mind, though. Sometimes he had to hear it from someone, might as well be from the only person he paid any mind to.

⸻ I won't apologize for laying out my services to a future ally. ⸻ He said nonchalantly, and that was enough to make you snort in response. Sometimes he could be pettier than a teenage girl, and it was as endearing as it was annoying.

⸻ Yes, I'm sure it was quite the sacrifice, my love. The rest of us only hope to be half the benevolent man you are. ⸻ You ironically stroked the beard around his chin, giving him a quick peck on the corner of his mouth as you patronized his whole existence. And when you looked back at Mujin, his face was as stoic as a rock, excluding the warning in his eyes that always made you hot in the right places.

⸻ I don't like when you use that dirty mouth of yours against me. You already know that, darling. ⸻ He had closed his fingers around your chin gently, yet the pull he gave you to come closer to him was anything but. Your faces were as close as proximity allowed you to be, and right before he opened his mouth to reprimand you once again, the car came to a stop, right under a familiar building. ⸻ What a perfect time to arrive home. Right when I was going to teach you some manners.

He let go of you quite harshly, even though his other hand held you tight against him. The cold air hit you once again as Taeju opened the door for the both of you to step out, bowing as he always did before muttering his goodbyes, which were shared by the both of you. The car was then taken to the underground garage whilst your husband opened the front door and carefully took you in his arms to the second floor, the darkness engulfing both of your bodies. It was warm and comfortable inside of your home like it always was when he was there, different from the times where he had to leave you behind to travel to some dangerous location. Yet those were rare events, and he much preferred having you as his prime traveling companion. Like he did with everything else in his life.

Laying your elegant body on the soft mattress, he carefully took off his jacket from your shoulders and put him somewhere across the room, leaving you to stretch a little before his hands had found their way around your ankles, where he tried to slowly remove your heels. Once your feet were finally allowed to relax, his fingers pressed themselves in the sweetest spots in your flesh, massaging them well enough for you to squirm like a cat against the bed. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up and his watch was now gone, as well as his shoes, yet you could barely think about clothing when his lips had found their way to your calve, trailing an invisible path on your leg until the curve of your knee.

⸻ My sweet, sweet wife. ⸻ The palm of his hand pressed the inside of your tight, allowing you to sprawl yourself on the gray mattress, as exposed as your body allowed you to be. He then ran his thumb over the lace of your underwear, appreciating the piece he himself had bought for you. The intensity of his gaze made you shudder. ⸻ I would kill for you. I would die for you. There isn't a single thing that you could ask me that I would deny. Even if it meant burning this fucking world to the ground and building you a castle from its ashes.

⸻ What about a child? ⸻ You carefully asked your husband, the question so quietly voiced that you swore he hadn't heard you. Yet from the shift of expressions on his face, the way he watched you with disbelief softening his glassy eyes, it was more than confirmation enough that he had, indeed, understood your words quite clearly. You were just scared at how he would interpret them. And his silence made you shrink even more against the mattress as if its softness could swallow you whole.

You haven't exactly dreamed of being a mother your whole life. You weren't those type of people who, at twelve years old, had the name of your children picked out and how your wedding would look like. It's not like you hated the thought of it, you just had different goals for yourself. Like having a stable life, away from crime and death, and, most importantly, the mafia. Yet seeing that neither of those wishes would be granted to you, after marrying the man you so dearly loved, having a child didn't seem that scary anymore, even with the whole crime, death, and mafia thing. And it didn't exactly have to be through pregnancy, especially if you weren't able to conceive, however, the thought of starting a family felt more and more right the more you started at your husband's eyes.

⸻ Is that your wish, then? ⸻ You meekly nodded, terrified at how stoic his voice sounded in your ears. If he denied you that, although you weren't going to leave him for it, you would still be pretty devastated. In three years of matrimony, children have only been mentioned at least twice in your conversations, and Mujin had always been awfully quiet when those moments happened. He didn't exactly show any sort of protest against it, yet he also never voiced his support.

⸻ I know it's early, and I know I'm still young and I have my whole life ahead of me to make this decision but... I want to have children with you. Not because it's what tradition demands, or because of other silly reasons. I want it because I love you, and nothing would make me happier than to carry a piece of you inside of me. ⸻ Just when you thought he was going to get up and leave the room to cool off, he placed a peck on your knee, and another on the inside of your tight. Kisses after kisses until he finally reached your lower belly, which he was now exposing by delicately lifting your golden dress until it reached your chest. Your toes curled when he rubbed his nose there as if he was getting himself high at the mere smell of your skin.

⸻ Then I suppose... I will have to give you one. ⸻ He seriously spoke whilst lifting his head to meet your narrowed eyes, heavy from the events of the night before while everything inside of you awoke at his touch. You knew things weren’t that simple and that you were probably going to discuss it more thoroughly in the morning, yet his answer made you so giddy that you couldn't help but caress his face and bring him to you so that you could slide your tongue against his and taste all the alcohol and drugs he had so fiercely denied you.

Yet he only kissed you long enough to remove you out of the dress, leaving you with your chest so beautifully exposed to him that his pupils dilated at the work of art you were in his eyes. As if in a trance, he traveled his hand through the mold of your breasts, tasting how they felt against his large palms and how hard your perfect nipples were at the ecstasy entering your body through his touch. You arched when he squeezed one of them, his eyes finding your face as you mumbled something in sweet pleasure, and then he dipped his head on your torso so that his warm tongue could devour the other neglected breast, engulfing it as if it was his last meal as a dying man. Your hands closed themselves around his hair, now so handsomely disheveled and tickling your skin only to deepen even more the mixture of sensations you were feeling.

⸻ G-give me more... I n-need more. ⸻ It felt pathetic to stutter with such simple movements, however, the love and passion and desire you felt for this man ran so deep in your veins that he could be staying fully clothed in front of you and yet you would still be turned on by his simple presence. And without stopping his movements, Mujin simply freed his mouth in order to tease you even further.

⸻ Someone's being very demanding today. First alcohol, then a child, and now this. I should've known you were easily spoiled. ⸻ He gave you one last lick in your nipple before putting some distance in between your bodies, earning an exasperated exhale from your lips. He felt so far away it physically hurt you. ⸻ But since that's my mistake, I figured I have to fix it.

You were barely registering his words, too focused on the way his hand carefully abandoned your breast so that it could lower itself on the way down to your abdomen until it reached the hem of your pretty underwear, the gift Mujin had so lovingly picked for you on your last date in Italy, and that you had waited so obediently to wear. He had insisted for it to only be worn on special occasions, and the prospect of a new partnership seemed good enough reason for you to finally put it to use.

⸻ I'd never thought I'd be so angry at a lace for keeping you from me. But since I bought it, I have the right to ruin it. Don't you think, my love? ⸻ You dutifully nodded at him, hair falling against your face as you did so, and your confirmation was all that he needed to rip the piece of expensive fabric from your waist and throw it on the floor, without even sparing a glance at it. Your husband then grabbed the back of your tights so that you could close your legs around him, and once you did, he slowly removed the shirt from his torso and gave it the same destination as your underwear. ⸻ Don't want to feel overdressed, especially when you are looking this good.

You bit your lip at the sound of his belt being opened, and even harder when Mujin's hands grabbed your legs once more, this time to rest them around his shoulders, the warmth of his skin making your toes curl as a shiver touched your spine. He was a constant fever and you were already delirious. Even more when he knelt in front of the bed once more, only to lick his lips at the sight of you completely bare before him. Open-mouth kisses were pressed on your crotch, right next to where you really wanted him, and yet you couldn't help but whimper at the saliva dripping against your folds, almost touching that one sensitive spot you so desperately wanted him to touch.

And without breaking eye contact with you, your husband opened his mouth wider and devoured you like a famished beast, tongue circling your clitoris as his jaw moved against the inside of your legs. The harshness of his beard only excited you more, it was so familiar and so him that it could never bring you discomfort like one would assume. You grabbed the back of his neck to hold yourself in place, while the other hand found his own, — which was resting on your stomach —, and intertwined its fingers with his, giving you the reassurance you needed to let yourself be surrounded by all of him and his wonders.

The slurping sound was messy and nasty, arousing you even more as you felt another spasm attacking your body. His fingers curling inside of you also didn't help your case. You felt so ridiculously high that you didn't even realize how close you were to finally reaching your peak of pleasure, not that your husband would stop after that. You chanted his name like a prayer and squeezed your eyes shut, taking in the wave of ecstasy that made you arch against Mujin's mouth. The orgasm came so quickly you almost felt ashamed, yet the pretty high-pitched noises that left your lips were anything but. You weren't scared of being loud for your husband, you just didn't feel the need to scream at the top of your lungs to express how good he actually made you feel.

Yet you were always such a mess after your first orgasm that he couldn't help but to adoringly smile as he cleaned his mouth with his own thumb, only to delicately bring it to your half-open mouth. And like the sweet, obedient girl you were, your lips softly closed around his finger as your tongue swirled around it, making Mujin's gaze harden over you and your figure.

You gave it one last loving kiss before he moved his hand to your lower back, raising you in his arms so that you could sit in his lap. And the quickness of it all, especially after you came, was enough for your head to feel dizzy. Noticing this, your husband removed your hair from your sweaty cheeks before kissing you hungrily, mouth wider than yours as it swallowed every uneven breath that you let out. The man distracted you with his kisses and he carefully positioned you on the tip of his dick, already so patiently waiting for you to properly receive him. He guided your hips for a while so that you could prepare yourself for him, relaxing you so that he wouldn't hurt you like he always worried would happen, even with your constant reassurance. And when you were finally wet enough, he slid inside you so swiftly that you had to get a hold of his shoulders to prevent you from convulsing from the sensation.

It was all so overwhelming to both of you. How his length filled you whole, the way your walls felt around him. How right it all felt. You moved your hips in order to get more of that addictive feeling, earning a low breath from your husband in return, and both of his hands had to grab your ass so that you could ride him in that exact way that made you both lose your minds. As soon as you felt his touch on you, lifting you up slightly, you returned to your movements and tiredly worked on your hips, bringing them in sloppy circles as his own body started to mimic them. You both moved in clumsy synchrony, your arms resting on his shoulders and neck as you put enough distance for you to look at how he threw his head back in bliss, teeth tearing up the skin of his lower lip as he did so.

The sight of it made you move faster, breasts moving at the sudden rush and hair completely falling against your sweaty back. Noticing the change of pace, and how much his body had hardened at it, Mujin positioned his hands so that he could hold you closer, both of your chests glued together as you wildly jumped on his lap, moans caressing his ears and bringing him even closer to his own release. And like the loving husband he was, he reached for your sensitive folds so that he could stimulate you as much as you were stimulating him, and the mere touch of his thumb on your clitoris was enough for you to melt against him and whimper on the skin of his shoulder as if you were marking your words on it. Those sounds were his undoing, for he too came right after you, the white liquid spilling warmly inside of you in the strangest of sensations. Yet, you welcomed it.

⸻ You did so well. So, so well. ⸻ Your husband mumbled against your hair, fingers running up and down your back as you clung to his embrace with an iron grip. You always craved his touch when the both of you were done, and although this time it was no different, your exhaustion made it harder for you to maintain yourself in this position. So, you allowed him to remove himself from inside you and get up from the bed, but not before caressing your cheek with adoration in his eyes. When he returned, his body was cleaned and his hands carried a warm towel, which he used to remove any liquids or marks that you might have after such a messy affair. After he made sure you were in no way uncomfortable, or in need of anything else besides a cup of water, the man sat beside your laying figure and squeezed your shoulder, right before speaking. ⸻ You should go to the toilet before bed. You can shower in the morning, but you have to do this now, ok? I'll open the bed for us in the meantime.

And once everything was set, you in his clothes and him holding you against his chest, you had pleasantly smiled to yourself before allowing your brain to take a rest, hearing the constant slow beating of your husband's heart as it lulled you sleep.

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