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xuchiya · 2 months
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kiss me more [k.yeosang]
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₊˚.༄ || filth valentines m.list || hongjoong || seonghwa || yunho || yeosang || san || mingi || wooyoung || jongho || ₊˚.༄
₊˚.༄ And we cuddle, sure, I do love it But I need your lips on mine ₊˚.༄
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remote working or work from home can be a curse and a blessing at the same time. like how you were able to set up your laptop on the bed while typing down documents needed by your boss or when you can just do take outs as your lunch, dinner or late night snacks.
they were such a blessing that you can also wear things you like (unless you are in a meeting then be in a blouse and underwear underneath) and be able to fill your throat by yeosang's dick.
one minute, you were looking at your laptop on your countertop as your boss discuss about the upcoming projects, back arch with your hands in the middle of your thighs as he has been ranting for the past hour; hurting your back as you sat still on the tall stool.
"such a dirty slut you are, sucking my dick while on a meeting with your boss?" bunch of spit slide down the corner of your lips as you devour him deeper until your nose touch his pelvis. you remained still, feeling your throat clogging as his tip hits the back of your throat before detaching with a loud gasp, lines of spit and pre-cum cover your entire mouth down to your chin; glossing your lips.
you giggle, running your tongue on your lips-- tasting him. yeosang's adams apple bob as his dick stiffened at your appearance, work blouse unbotton until your cleavage can be seen, mouth so messy yet it did not help how you look so innocent at how your back is arch, hands pressing them on the seat; legs spread.
"if you can look at yourself right now makes me want to buried this dick down that throat..." he mumbles, voice overcast with lust and dominance. your pussy pulsing on your uncomfortable panty, heart pounding of being throat-fuck by yeosang's big dick.
reaching over to leave the meeting then closing your laptop; yeosang watching your every move until he catches you moving your stuff at the other counter then laying down on the countertop.
your back resting on the marble top as you slowly unbutton your blouse while staring at yeosang, knees prop up; back arch before throwing your blouse to the side, "then go ahead and fuck yourself on my throat."
yeosang pulled you close having your head hanging by the countertop, his cock tapping on your lips before you opened them and let himself fuck your throat. gurgle, choking can be heard throughout the kitchen as yeosang had his cock wet touching every inch of your throat.
holding on the counter as yeosang buried his cock, "good girl baby ..." his cum shoots down your throat, groaning deeply as he watches your throat bobbed as you swallow them before he pulls out.
He pulls you up, eyes locking. Yeosang observes as they way your fingers brush on your cum stained lips. Glossy yet so alluring; without hesitation, he dives on your lips.
He might taste himself on you, but he cares more about your lips perfectly molds on his. Your hands found its way naturally on his hair, pulling him close to you, his warmth embracing yours in a comforting matter. His heart had never been over the moon and how dense he is to know of your feelings for him.
Yeosang pulls away, a string of saliva connecting your lips, his eyes trails on your lips to your eyes, "It's not my post nut but fuck, I love you ..."
You rolled your eyes at him, playfully. Combing the hairs on his nape, "Kiss me more then I'll believe you."
And he did, once again had his lips on yours.
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xuchiya · 3 months
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down the pond moments
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₊˚.༄ || soft valentines m.list || hongjoong || seonghwa || yunho || yeosang || san || mingi || wooyoung || jongho || ₊˚.༄
soft yeosang with a soft looking forest with a small pond looks like it came out of the disney movies. you know as sunlight strikes a diamond, its intricate facets disperse light into a dazzling spectrum of colors, creating a mesmerizing play of rainbow hues.
yeosang had your hand wrap tightly around his, warmly. he swayed them gently as you both take in the scenery of the isolated park from the actual park in the center of the city but this one is less, well, polluted.
"oh look ducks!" yeosang pulled away, running towards the pond where he found two ducks floating around. you chuckle, moving along on his direction. you gathered your long-printed skirt in your hand before sitting on your folded legs, "hello little one." a duckling jump out of the water, waddle its small feet towards your lap. you run your forefinger on its back as it settles on your warmth, seeing its eyes close, resting on you.
your heart fluttered from the cuteness, pulling out your phone to record the duckling until you felt a splash of water; slightly drenching you and awakening the duckling. you turn your head along with your phone, only to have your mouth covering in surprise.
your boyfriend, yeosang, fell in the pond.
the pond wasn't too deep as his head and shoulders still propped up on the surface along with his knees perched up on the surface to. his hair that was styled by him for hours were drape on his forehead, a duckling sitting on top of his head.
"omo~ yeo what are you doing darling?" you chuckle, he huffed, parting his hair to gain vision on his curtain wait hair, his eyes moved upwards to motion at the duckling above his head, " this guy over here was struggling with the seaweed on his foot so i tried to help him, but i slip and here i am."
you burst out laughing which made yeosang pout and huffed, looking at your hunching body as you cackled at his situation and wanted to take revenge. so, he came up with a plan, "hey your boyfriend needs some help here ..."
you shake your head, propping your phone on rocks and move the duckling to the side as you stand to help your boyfriend up. you had your skirt bundled in your hand, so it won't touch the water. a hand reaches out for him to pull him out; and yeosang took that chance to pull you instead. with him.
that took you by surprise as you fell in the water beside him, "yeo!" you submerge on the chilly water with a betrayal look on your face. he chuckles at your reaction before splashing you, you squirm before splashing him back a little harder.
the battle between you and yeosang continue until you were thrown over his shoulders, spinning you both around. you smack his back gently, "yah kang yeosang!"
Yeosang pauses, surprising you by wrapping his arms around the backs of your legs. You instinctively reach down, resting your hands lightly on his shoulders. Your eyes meet, sparkling with the reflection of the sunlight dancing on the water's surface. His legs remain submerged, the cool water lapping playfully against his calves.
"yes darling?" even with the playfulness there's still a hint of adoration in them. in your mind, you look like a mess; all drench and smudge makeup but to yeosang, he saw beyond those what you think. your hair may stick to your face but it was still beauty to him, your ruined make up, it was like a stain smudge on the actual masterpiece.
he saw beauty beyond compare.
you shake your head, tapping his shoulders, "we have to go or we'll get sick." he smiles, tightening his grip on your legs, "no not until you give me kiss." his lips were puckered, ready to be smothered by your kisses. you smack his shoulders which in return he playfully drop you, "yeo! stop or no kisses."
"then we're no moving." you both stared at each other before sighing in defeat, yeosang is more hard headed than you. you shake your, leaning down to peck his lips then pulling away, "happy?"
yeosang huffed, "nope." you giggle at his childish, leaning down once again to give him the kiss he deserves. your lips move on his as you bask in the moment of being this intimate with him in public, a rare occasion for you and for yeosang.
this time, it was yeosang who pulled away, looking at you was something he wants to witness each morning comes, "i love you."
you cup his cheeks, pressing your forehead against his, "i love you more."
"quack!" both you and yeosang glance at the two ducklings and the ducks, watching you two. you pulled away, "let's go before you complain about getting sick." you both move back towards the ground, grabbing your things before going on your own ways, with the duckling (who sneak in) resting in your purse.
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xuchiya · 4 months
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But you love it?
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pairing: kang yeosang x female reader words: 467 requests are open! You don't need to understand the lyrics but play it while listening bc hell i was listening to this one and I suddenly thought of Yeosang ...
🔞Just imagine yeosang came home from work–tour, it had been almost a year of travelling back and forth and yeosang only asks for a night alone and to sleep as long as he could but tonight, his plans took a turn the moment he walk in his room to see the LED lights on, dancing smoothly not too bright but enough to make out a figure on his bed. You, on your stomach, on your phone gleaming your face along with nothing but a black shirt that rides up around your waist leaving you in your underwear, bare legs exposed.
You didn’t register his presence until you felt your phone being taken away from you, you were about to yell at the person until your eyes widened to see your boyfriend, “Yeosanggie!” Full of glee when you call him.
“Y-Yeosanggie!”  You barely registered what happen but you were brought back to presences as you felt a warm wet tongue running down your clit, ass up, and hands gripping your hips tightly as Yeosang tongue-fuck your pussy, humming in delight him missing your taste in his tongue. Your shirt fell down, exposing your bare chest making your nipples harden by the cold air inside his room.
“Yeo– fuck!.” You grind on his tongue. Yeosang shakes his head side to side, pulling away to lick his lips, smacking your ass as he watches it jiggles, he sees your pussy clenching. He had enough of foreplay, pulling himself back, removing his pants and boxers off and placing the end of his shirt in his mouth. He moves closer to your cunt, jerking himself slightly before he slams himself inside you, he keeps slamming back inside you, “Oh fu-fuck yeosang you’re going too fast.” Your whimpers only made him pick up his pace, ruining your inside and fill you to the brick– full of his cum, watch it as it flows out your cunt and rams back inside.  With a slight pant, and constant sound of smacking his hands on your ass making a huge red handprint, he grabs each of your asscheeks  in his hands spreading them open seeing his dick disappearing inside your cunt, a ring of your cum around the base of his cock, it made Yeosang groan, letting the shirt fell from his mouth, “Am I? But you love it ..." He grabs your hair, pulling you up to his chest as he remains his fast pace, the new angle made you weak that you cling to his arm that was wrap around your chest to steady yourself, whimpering–crying in pleasure, Yeosang chuckles deeply next to your ear, "... fuck you keep begging me to go faster.”  🔞
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xuchiya · 4 months
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❇ just imagine yeosang putting up the christmas tree, he picks up garlands after garlands and then christmas lights and hanging few christmas balls until he picks up an extra box of christmas lights and decorations, his head light up with a witty idea. after a while, you heard the living room went silent, your brows furrowed, you drop the knife gently on the chopping board, wiping your hands clean on the apron wrapped around your waist whilst calling for your husband, "yeo? hubby? you okay?" you walk in the living room only to puffed in laughter, your husband who was in charge of putting up the christmas tree was wrapped from head to toe—in a T postion— in various colors of garlands along with christmas lights and few christmas balls hanging on his 10 fingers including in his two earlobes. you shake your head, a big smile on your face, "what are you doing hubby?" he smiles innocently, walking–waddling towards you, "merry christmas love!" he cheered, waving his fingers. it sent you to another fit of laughter, you started to remove the garlands and christmas ball but not the christmas lights, you chuckle squatting to grab the star for the christmas tree but place it on his head instead, the star wasn't heavy—a clip lightweight star. you press the button to make the star light up, moments later the star sing a instrumental christmas songs. you chuckle throwing your arms around his shoulder, his arms wrapping around your waist, "what does my wife wish for christmas?" yeosang spoke in a santa clause voice, you chuckle pecking his cheeks, "is for my husband to finish setting up the christmas tree and not to laze around." yeosang laugh, still keeping in character, "oh ho ho, your husband must be strong to put up the christmas tree." you made a thinking face, deciding to prank him a little, "yeah he is but he is still lazy since i told him to put it up 3 days ago and then stealing cookies at midnight then wrapping hollow block as a present to wooyoung--" "okay that is enough lady." suddenly yeosang tickles your side making you yelp and burst in laughter. you manage to escape his hold and run away from him, also him chasing after you. both of you went around the living room to the kitchen and then around the table before returning back to the living room. you didn't notice the garlands that you remove from yeosang and trip over them. yeosang reacted slowly causing him to fall on top of you, both of crashing onto each other. you groan rubbing your forehead, "omo wifey i am sorry!" you chuckle, rolling your eyes at him, "yeah i need kiss to that." he giggles, placing a soft kiss on your forehead. he pulled away, his eyes strained at yours for a while before flicking above you and you have seen those sparkle eyes when he gets a new game or gets excited. you furrowed when he reaches something behind you and show it to you, the object made you burst into giggles, "hubby ... seriously?" it was a mistletoe. he nodded his head fervently, you could not resist your husband acting this way, i mean you married this man on top of you because of his personality, so caring and full of inner child that heals your inner child. you reach up to his collar, pulling him closer, "i'm waiting hubby." you wiggle your eyebrows playfully, he arches an eyebrow, with also a playful smirk, "as you wish wifey." he leaned down capturing your lips to his soft ones with a mistletoe above your head. ❇
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