#kim yerim smut

[sassyjoy]

once again

genre: smut

part 1: paradise

word count: 2.6k

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"do you think everyone knew already?" 

"knew what?" 

"peaches? that thing happened in the storage room?" you said hastily. 

"why would everyone know that we had sex?" joy laughs. 

"because someone saw us? i definitely heard the door closing. is this situation funny to you?" 

"if you're that anxious, you should have gone back to the city when you had the chance." 

"what?" 

joy looks at you, "your aunt's already back. you were only supposed to work here for a week, remember?" 

"and besides, don't you have a job back home? why did you extend your visit here when you originally planned only to stay here for seven days?" 

"to worry if someone has seen us screwing in that secluded area of the storage room?" you immediately covered joy's mouth upon hearing what she said. you looked around if anyone was near, nervous that someone caught the words slipped past her lips. 

she removed your hand on her face and asked, "are we done? can i continue doing my job now?" 

"aren't you afraid of the idea that someone might saw us? aren't you afraid of that news being known by everyone? aren't you close with them? aren't you worried that your 'godly' image will be tainted?" you asked consecutively that made her look at you with furrowed eyebrows. 

she took one step closer to you and said, "i am not afraid if someone saw me getting railed. i don't really care if that 'person' spread that news to everyone. i mean, who cares? what's wrong with having sex?" 

"stop worrying over nothing. you're just overreacting." joy said when she gave you a playful smack on your arm to ease your mind. 

"was that sex too good for you to be concerned?" joy laughs before fleeing the place. she did not even look to see how dumbfounded you are to her remark. she's being cocky when you're about to lose your mind.

you've been annoying her for days now since you had sex with her in the storage room, but she's just giving you her displeased look, obvious that she's not amused by what you're saying. 

you extended your stay in the province for another week and your auntie was more than pleased to hear that. she thought that you enjoyed doing farm work, but what she didn't know is that you had more fun doing joy. you can't seem to forget that day. she was great; you loved every second with her during that moment. 

you were actually more worried by the idea that someone has seen joy naked in that cold room instead of you being seen doing the actual deed. the moment you saw her nude body, you knew that it shouldn't be shared with others and that it shouldn't be seen by anyone except you. most of the workers in the farm were men; they would probably imagine her flesh as they jack off. that's what you believe in since you had already done that just by thinking of her.

you wanted to have sex with her again, but you couldn't find the perfect timing. every time you were about to ask her, someone would talk to her about something nonsense. you were about to think that everyone approaches her wants to get in her pants. 

one time, you were assigned in cleaning the dining area together as your group finished lunch when someone came to get her so you were all alone doing the dishes. she clocked out early because of that. is that person someone important to her? that she left her job in the afternoon to be with him for the rest of the day? when you asked your co-workers who that was, they said it's the veterinarian whom joy is close with. his name is youngwoo. 

the following day, youngwoo came to visit the farm again. he kept chatting with joy and for some reason you find that very annoying. you haven't even had a chance to talk to her in the morning as youngwoo wouldn't leave her side for a minute. 

〰️

it was your day off, but your aunt asked you to give a deliver a package somewhere. she said it was urgent so you immediately left the area to take it. the drop off place isn't far, probably a 10-minute walk from where you are staying? you pressed the doorbell and to your surprise, it was joy who opened the door. so this is where she lives. 

"what are you doing here?" she asked as she opened the door. she was wearing this white shirt that almost reached her knee and maybe shorts underneath it? you're not sure since she's wearing an oversized tee and you can't see her outfit fully. 

you handed her a small parcel, "my aunt asked me to give you this." you were about to leave when joy called your name. 

"hey, wanna come inside?" 

her place is small, but it's perfect for someone who lives alone. you could tell that she loves scented candles as there were some placed on the table. you were amazed at how clean her home is. her books are arranged and her plants have their designated spot and not just they were placed around in the room. there is a huge stuffed toy beside her bed and you wonder if she has ever used that to please herself. 

you were just looking around her unit minutes ago and here you are letting joy sit on your lap. you were kissing each other, obvious how thirsty you were to one another. her legs were wrapped around your waist, and her arms around your nape, not wanting to let you go.

the kissing session went steamy. both of you were touchy. you kept caressing her back down to her butt over her shorts to squeeze it. joy, on the other hand, kept on grinding her clothed sex on your bulge. she's wearing black shorts with thin fabric so she can feel how hard you are in your pants. 

"your lips are so soft." you whispered in her ear, trailing the kisses to her neck that made her eyes shutter close. your hands traveled inside her oversized shirt and made its way to her breasts and to your surprise, she isn't wearing a bra. joy cupped your face to kiss you again. she nibbled your lower lip as you play with her nipples beneath her shirt. you just love how perfect her breasts were in size. it feels like they are made just to fit in your hands so you can play with it. 

you were about to remove her shirt when a sound of the doorbell was heard. the two of you quickly pulled away from each other, surprised at what you had just heard. joy pulled down her shirt as she went off your lap. she hurriedly fixed her hair before opening the door. 

"youngwoo? hey, what are you doing here?" joy asked youngwoo who came unannounced. you went near the door that made joy push you onto the side so you won't be seen by her guest. the door is still partly opened, and you're guessing joy doesn't want to let him in. the idea of joy not wanting youngwoo to come over inside and you being invited makes you laugh. 

"you forgot this at my clinic yesterday." youngwoo said and you can see a paper bag being handed to joy. she looked at what's inside and her cheeks turned red that made you curious on what she received. 

"i think you pushed that under my table when someone came in yesterday."

joy threw the bag away, but you were quick to catch it. her eyes went big at what you did, nervous that youngwoo might see you. 

"i still can't believe you just pulled down your skirt and left without your underwear." he chuckled. you dropped the bag on the floor upon seeing what's inside. you scoffed when you realized what was happening. 

"what's that noise?" her unwanted guest asked as he tried to look inside her apartment. but joy was swift to cover his view. 

"uh, nothing!" she signaled you to move back to your hiding spot. 

"hey, i'm really busy right now- i'll call you later. bye!" joy said before closing the door. youngwoo wasn't even able to bid goodbye when the door was shut. joy quickly picked up the bag on the floor and before she even placed it somewhere, you found yourself kissing and pinning her on her door. 

you haven't heard any footsteps leaving joy's unit. you knew that youngwoo is still there outside. maybe he's waiting for joy to come out again? is he expecting that he's fucking joy tonight? that their 'unfinished business' yesterday will resume? well, too bad. you're the one fucking her today. he must've done everything to her when he had the chance. 

you hurriedly pulled down her shorts and underwear to only see her pussy already wet. you're only kissing, but she's already this wet? you wonder if youngwoo has the same effect on her. 

you didn't think twice and just shoved your mouth on her core. it was smooth and plump, and you love every part of it. joy is pleased with what you are doing to her. you could tell that you are doing a great job eating her out when she started grinding on your face. you held her waist to be in place. she moaned loud when you suck her hard. you love how she tastes. 

"is that all you can do? fuck me with your mouth?" joy said as she held your hair as if her life depended on it. you went back to her lips and she could taste herself from your mouth. 

"why? hasn't youngwoo fucked you good enough?" you inserted a finger inside her dripping pussy that made joy open her mouth out of surprise. she didn't see that coming.

"is he that bad? that you invited me inside so we can fuck?" you added another finger causing her to hold onto your shoulder for support. her knees weaken as you continue to hit her spot inside her cunt. 

"or you just wanted me to fuck you until you can't walk again?" you said while joy shut her eyes tightly. you felt hot liquid on your fingers, and when you looked down, you saw her squirt. she released a heavy sigh when you pulled out your fingers. 

"just... just fuck me already." joy said breathlessly. you made her suck your fingers coated with her cum and you find her pretty as she gladly tastes herself off your fingers. 

joy watched as you remove your pants and briefs. she saw how your dick sprung out of your underwear, hard and with veins poking out. she momentarily forgot how big you are and how she had a hard time walking after you had sex. 

you made her face the cold wall of her room and without any warning, you filled her hole with your long and thick cock. this position is definitely one of her favorites. doggy style. she matched your thrusts with moans. you gave her ass a slap and you saw the mark it left on her right cheek. your left hand is on her waist, steadying her as you fuck her, while your right hand wander over her body. 

"please... please fuck me harder." joy says as you continue to pound into her fat ass. your hand reached for her breast beneath her oversized shirt and gave it a light squeeze. joy removed the remaining fabric she's wearing making you smirk as you don't have to tell her what you wanted to do.

"you're so fucking tight!" you slapped her butt causing her to whimper. you leaned forward and placed soft kisses on her shoulder. as you continue to rock your pelvis on her ass, you held her dark long hair in your fist and yanked it downwards. joy could hear the slapping sounds from her behind as you kept pounding deeper and deeper. 

"touch me... right there." joy moaned when you cupped her breasts and played with her hardened nipples. her eyes were about to roll behind because of the pleasure she was feeling. you loved how messy she looked when you fucked her last time, and it just turns you even more now that you're seeing that version of her again. 

"does he fuck you like this?" you whispered in her ear as you punctuate each word with a hard thrust. you shoved your cock more, hitting a certain spot that made her moan loudly. 

"no- shit!" joy answered before tucking her lower lip under her teeth. you love the way your cock slips in and out of her cunt easily. you're addicted to how tight her hole is. this is probably the reason why you have decided to extend your stay in the province. you can't get enough more of her body. 

"joy?" a loud knock was heard from outside of the door. you both knew it was youngwoo. he's been there for minutes already. you wonder if he already has the idea that joy is getting railed in her apartment. 

youngwoo kept calling joy but the latter couldn't care less. the only thing joy cares about is how hard and good you're drilling each inch of your thick dick inside her and that how rough you're fucking her. 

"seems like i'm not the only one who likes your body, huh?" your pelvis slaps against her ass, making her perky breasts, butt cheeks and thighs jiggle. other men in the farm would definitely do anything just to be in your position right now. it's visible that they're lusting over joy's sexy body whenever she's working with them. it's funny how they've been working with her for months already, but you got to fuck her before them and you're just staying here temporarily. 

"fuckkk!" few more pumps and joy orgasms first. you felt her clench around you as you keep thrusting into her. you placed your hands on her waist, too focused on filling her with your cock. her legs are shaking, feeling weak as you keep crashing onto her pussy. you've resisted for as long as you can until hot spurts of cum were released from your cock. joy felt your cum dripping down to her legs when you loaded it inside her cunt. 

she lied down on the floor, her pussy still throbbing from the intense activity. her hair was all around her face and you could tell that she got tired as she was still breathless and some sweat dripped from her chest. 

"let's clean up first." you chuckled when you didn't get a response from joy. you picked her up like she weighs nothing, and she was too surprised by your action that she quickly held onto your nape. 

"what? you sore?" she slaps your chest upon hearing what you said.

"isn't it obvious?" 

"sorry, can't help but to fuck you hard." you laughed, knowing you did that because you knew that there's a chance that youngwoo heard both of your moans. maybe if he heard that he'd stop pestering joy and you'll be able to have her all on your own. and speaking of youngwoo, it seems like he left midway your intercourse. it's funny how you fucked joy too well that she forgot that he knocked when you're having sex earlier. 

you entered the bathroom and gently placed her down. you proceeded to open the faucet of the shower to clean her. you were telling the truth when you said that you'll clean her up, but an idea just popped into your mind.

“shit- stop…” joy moaned when she felt your finger teasing her pussy. you kissed her shoulder and her nails dug on your skin as she started to lose her senses again. “just my fingers, i promise.” you whispered. she bit her lower lip, which you find very hot, then you added another finger and started fingering her faster.

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[fillinforlater]

am i guessing a yeri in nipple clamps smut in the future?

Spaceship: Horizon - Part 9: Critical Clamps

Male Reader x Kim Yerim

Length: 2916 words

Tags: tits play, nipple play, nipple clamps, rough sex, hardcore, not boring, exhibitionism kink, thigh riding, forced orgasm, against the wall, standing sex, slapping kink, tits slap, hook-up

TW: SLAPS and harsh nipple play

Inspiration: this old-ass ask and ofc, those legendary Yeri pics

Credit: @midnightdancingsol for editing. Thank you, as always!

(A/N: AFTER AGES, Spaceship: Horizon has returned. I hope you enjoy, if you still remember wtf this even is xD)

“Appointment in two minutes. Appointment in two minutes. Waking up is mandatory. Appointment in two minutes.”

In a seemingly endless cycle of monotony, Helper’s speaker blurts out the unequivocal message. Rhythmically flickering red lights bounce off of the bright walls amplify the importance and urgency of the words. Those words are also displayed on the screen which is pointed at you from Workers desk. 

The panic-inducing cacophony of visual and auditory madness does not go past your eyes and ears. You see without realizing, hear without understanding, breathe without feeling alive. Everything around you spins, and then it stops, just to do it again the other way around. Of course it has been weird before, waking up in a spaceship, the guinea pig of alien overlords, but this is a different, significantly worse feeling. Vividly, the pictures still haunt you. Her words are more real than every repeated sentence by the machine that echoes menacingly. The same goes for her hands that grab your hips and for her knees that dig into your calves, but worst of all, she is still inside you. Her cock stretches you wide. It’s so painful that tears begin to run down your pale, numb features. Your hand runs down your back and you feel for it, the cock, the phallic monster that she speared you with. 

It’s not there. It was never there. It was a dream. 

Yet still, you feel utterly violated and the pain is gut wrenchingly real.

“The appointment is now. The appointment is now. Stand up, your guide is waiting outside.”

#

“Hey, there you are! How are you—oh fuck, you look terrible! Yah!”

Yena catches your fall. Her arms are surprisingly strong and she is able to place you down at one of the bright walls of the hallways in front of your cell. With hasty hand flaps, she fans air towards your face as you continue to sink closer to the floor without showing any signs of being fine.

“Please, hey! Talk to me. What happened? What did they do to you?”

Judging from Yena’s reaction—her scared and angry eyes, as well as the heavy shaking on your shoulders speak volumes—you have to look terrible. Well, it is only a reflection of how you feel, distraught, almost lifeless. You look at Yena and try to send her a signal, something like ‘I’m fine’, but there is barely any strength in you.

“Come on! Your heart is still beating, act like it. Please, you’re still here, right?”

“Y-yeah… maybe,” you respond dryly. Yena takes a deep breath, then another. She is probably trying to control her overheating emotions and use the energy to get you back up. A grab at the hem of your work attire and she pulls upwards.

You don’t resist, no, you assist. Press the palm of your hands on the ground, feel the smooth, stupidly clean texture of it. Angle your feet, feel the soft, still-fresh soles of it. Tense all your muscles, feel the rush of being alive. Your bottom might still hurt, the violation very real in your head, but they will not break you like this. 

It’s a short fight, a small victory, but oh-so-important. Next to the shorter Yena, you wobble towards the elevator, while her hand at your back guides you in a different sense now. 

“I don’t know what happened,” Yena says after entering the hissing doors of the elevator, “but your Worker must be cruel if it left you like this.”

“Ts, this fucker wasn’t even there after… this shit. The Helper had to wake me up.”

“Huh? Maybe it has begun then.”

Yena’s mumble is barely above a whisper. You turn towards her, but she interrupts your train of thoughts:

“Seems like things are set regardless.”

“Yes, but what—”

An index finger on your lips.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll explain it later. For now, just do your job. 

“It, this will be over soon, I promise.”

#

Boring and dull. This is what your life has come to. Working nine-to-five, sleeping eight hours, having everything you need to live a secure life. Most people would consider it good. Compared to the average human on planet Earth, you probably even live in luxury. It leaves you empty however. You crave for more action, excitement, anything to look forward to. 

To counter your lethargic state, you downloaded a couple of apps and visited multiple sites that claim to make hook-ups easy. Some of them are, of course, scams, totally fake, but one of them caught your interest—until you realized how vanilla most women are on there. 

Everything is already boring, I don’t need my sex life to be the same, you sigh to yourself while reading profile after profile. At least most of them look attractive and the app seems legit. It’s still not enough however. You need this spark, this burning desire, this passion in your heart again that makes you feel alive again—

Name: Yeri

Age: 23 years

Description: AM I NOT INTERESTING? 

There it is. You can’t remember how long you have waited for this moment. Your pupils widen to take in more of the photos before you. She looks bored, annoyed, dismissive, while her body is barely covered at all. A white wool top, short and thin, leaves almost nothing to the imagination when it comes to size and shape of her breasts. Black shorts further below fail to cover anything of her smooth looking legs, and the midriff in between is deadly. Toned and spotless, like the rest of her skin. 

Before you read the rest of her description, your eyes scan her features again, thoroughly this time. Especially her full, light pink lips strengthen your arousal, as you imagine how she can use them. The shape of her jaw is another perfectly fitting piece to her visual and those damned orbs bring you down to the text she wrote. 

I swear, if you treat me or my nipples nicely, I’m gonna leave you blue-balled and reveal your sorry ass messages to everyone you know. I can’t fucking stand slow and calm, hell, if you like doing that, don’t penetrate me. It’s totally overrated anyways, just take my nipples and twist them until I collapse, fuck.

I’m allergic to losers, so don’t be boring in your first message.

You want to take this advice to heart, you really do. However, it is too late. Nothing will stop you from getting this woman to your house. Even if she doesn’t exist, goddammit, you will create her out of thin air. Before you lose your mind, you slide into her DMs with something that should surely show, if this Yeri is the real deal.

I swear, if you don’t wear fucking nipple clamps when you walk into my apartment, I’m gonna leave you unruined and reveal your sorry ass profile to your parents, fuck.

Ten seconds pass. It might as well be ten minutes. One minute passes. It might as well been one hour. Eighty-nine seconds pass. It might as well be an entire lifetime. Then, finally, Yeri responds, quick and bluntly.

Send your address. Now.

#

You stand in the frame of your open door. The long hallway towards the elevators is void of life, but that does not mean that it will stay this way. Soon, Yeri will walk down to your apartment, and if she is bold enough to wear her exposed clamps, surely someone will spot her. There are just too many neighbors traversing these corridors.

The metal doors open for the twenty-second time since you started your surveillance. Once again, it’s one of your many, many neighbors you have no clue about. Is he the one with the loud dog? The F1 fan? Maybe the one that fights with his wife from Tuesday to Friday, but you don’t know.

Before the old guy disappears in his entry, the second elevator arrives. Number twenty-three, highly likely to be another disappointment, yet your heart rate jolts upwards—

—rightfully so. Sliding doors reveal Yeri, same black hair and make-up as in the photos, just that her shorts are blue this time and similarly bad at hiding her physically fit body. Her posture is stiffer, shoulders seem half an inch broader, but that could be the distance; but all of these new realizations come second to the most important one:

Yeri’s chest is bare, her stiff nipples are clamped up and connected by a metal chain. Her sizable breasts bounce up and down, making the chain jiggle with each step she takes through the wooden hallway. Astonishingly, she seems completely unfazed, as there is no flush on her pale features. Each of her confident steps make her hips sway mesmerizingly. 

Leave the door ajar and sneak behind it. Blood reaches in every corner of your body, heating it up like an old engine finally able to run again. Your mind goes haywire in this process, at one second filled to the brim with fantasies and how to act them out, in the next it’s completely empty. You expected time to pass slower, but Yeri is already at the door, her calm breath only a foot away.

“I know you’re there,” she says, slyly, sultrily, “Just come and take me.”

In a carnal instinct, your senses reach their highest high imaginable, and as your rationale and thoughts fade away, you burst through the door. You greet Yeri in an absolutely inexcusable, rude manner that will remove any of her possible doubts about coming here in a single motion:

Hand wrapped around her chain, you yank her inside and onto a nearby wall. The impact of her bare back does not leave the beige wallpaper undamaged. Good. If this gives you new motivation in life, you might just renovate the entire room, but first, you need to tear down something else: Yeri’s shorts.

“Nothing underneath?”

A rhetorical question, of course. No panties pool on the floor, so she definitely expects some action between her legs as well. Your entire focus however is on her tits, with swollen nipples in between tightly pressing pieces of metal. As you missed her first reaction to a pull, you tug again, this time upwards. 

Yeri shrieks and cries out, her eyes wide and teary. The middle links of the chain rest against her chin. If she lets her lower jaw sink down any further, she can actually take the chain into her mouth. To evoke this fabulous visual, you give the exposed underboob a harsh, first slap. 

“Ouh, fuck. Hng!”

“Shit, this looks good on you,” you hiss, high on seeing Yeri pull her own nipples up with her mouth, “Be careful, don’t drop it.”

Through her nose, Yeri breathes heavily. Her eyes are now almost fully closed, through the tears she probably can’t see you properly. A new level of roughness, however, forces the lids open again. 

With both of your hands free now, you pull the small woman away from the wall to have her stand in the middle of the room, easily accessible from all sides. And from all sides, you start to cover her pale body in red with sets of slaps. Yeri is covered in red handprints from neck to thighs.

She winces and her legs begin to flutter, then stagger, but she stands through the mixture of pain and pleasure. Of course, her nipples are still clamped, but you can clearly see her begging eyes. It is evident that she wants those hands mauling her ass cheeks to go berserk on her tits. 

Out of nowhere, one hand distractingly on her hip, a slap lands on and ripples through Yeri’s right tit. Instantaneously, she screams. Her legs start to give out and she drops the chain from her gaping, still-shrieking mouth. Unable to catch both her frame and the chain, you settle on her body and harshly pin it back to the wall. 

Yeri’s knees have become mushy, so you place your knees beneath her soaked, uncovered pussy and have her sit on your thigh. Your jeans hit her clit and she immediately tenses up. Trying to stand on her own, she grasps for the wall. The tearing of your wallpaper continues. It gets worse when you pull on the chain again.

“Did you ever cum while riding someone's knee?”

“N-no.”

“Good. Time to change this.”

“Wha—ah, fucking shit!”

You grope Yeri’s breast, then pull at both of her nipples. She screams once more and you push your legs just a little further, so she has to tiptoe away from the stimulation of your thigh. It is in vain, as one slap is enough: Yeri shrieks, her legs give out and she grinds on the denim. An added rub on her swollen clit, and the girl throws her head back. Warm juices start to soak your pants. You grin in victory, and repeat your plan without giving the mindlessly shivering woman a minute to recover.

Yeri is intoxicating: her features every time you do something new to her breasts, her body whenever you make it melt or turn its remarkable form red, her cunt as it unloads again and again without failing. You could do this forever, grope every inch of her skin, keep her three nubs hard and aroused, watch her gorgeous face be that of a silly painslut. 

Yet this primal instinct urges you to finally release yourself. The greed for your own orgasm takes over and so you rid yourself of jeans that are thoroughly covered in girl cum. You glance at Yeri to see if she realizes what is about to happen to her, but the way her tongue sticks out she is still in orgasmic delirium. Remove her clamps and she jumps back quickly.

“F-fuck, that was good,” she says in her haze, arms hanging lazily to her sides.

“It’s not over yet. I haven’t finished.”

You lift one of her legs over your shoulder and bury your cock into her pussy. New sounds leave both of your lips, a surprised grunt from Yeri and a desperate groan from you. The two of you know that this will not last long, so it becomes a formality. A very pleasurable formality, where you savor how silky smooth the red velvety walls of Yeri’s fuckhole are. It has amazing heat and when you suck and twist her nipples, she tightens tremendously. 

Soon, you feel like exploding. Yeri feels it too and gets off of your cock. It feels almost natural how she falls to her knees and immediately warms your length again with her mouth. A couple of bops of her small head and you announce the finale of this meetup.

“On… on your tits, Yeri, fuck, please.”

With a pop you are free from her tongue—

“Of course. You made them yours today.”

—and burst a lifetime of semen over her glorious, big chest. Globs of cum run over the red skin, surely sensitive, and you sink to the ground before her. In a last shot, you take into view what has finally made your life fun again.

#

“Damn, I have to say, you are amazing at this. Better than I imagined from your videos.”

“Thank you, I guess.”

This is getting awkward for you. Usually, less than a minute after the official scene is finished, Worker would show up, blindfold you and take you away. Exactly like earlier, Worker is nowhere to be seen and so you quietly sit next to a bare chested Yeri, who hasn’t bothered walking away or at least cleaning up her cum-glazed breasts. She is definitely not feeling the same awkwardness as you, maybe none at all. 

“I kinda knew after watching the Mina video that you were good. I waited some time and after the Sakura video, I applied. It didn’t disappoint.”

“Ah, uhm, thanks again. Fuck, so everyone saw like… every single one of them or what?” You laugh, trying to hide the embarrassment that still persists. No matter how many pornos you will have to record for them, this embarrassment might never go away. A loud, confused looking Yeri interrupts your train of thought.

“Uhm, I think you kinda underestimate how popular and important you are. Like, literally everyone and everything on this ship knows you and has seen your cock.”

“What? What the fuck are you talking about?”

It feels stupid to ask a serious question with a big flush on your face, while Yeri’s boobs jiggle as she stands up and walks over to the unused bed. 

“Haven’t you noticed? None of our supervisors, no Worker, not even a Helper, have come to take us back to our quarters. Isn’t that strange? At first they always monitor us, guide and control everything, but now they are late and we are free to do whatever we want.”

Yeri smirks and leans back. It’s now impossible for you to look into her eyes without seeing her erect nipples. 

“I noticed, of course. I was working in other departments. A lot of people said that the Workers were behaving differently, more lenient, and very distracted. Maybe it’s a new policy or experiment—”

“And what if I told you,” Yeri interrupts you with a mysterious echo in her voice, “that it is something entirely different, something you have brought upon them?”

“Huh? What is it? Tell me, please!”

Yeri shakes her head and smiles cunningly.

“Ask Yena or… someone else. I want a second round. Now.”

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[sexyredvelvetsnaps]

mtl watching their sub masterbate

Genre: Lovely Smut

Name: Bae JooHyun (Irene)

Name: Son Seungwan (Wendy)

Name: Kim Yerim

Name: Park Sooyoung (Joy)

Name: Kang Seulgi

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[authorhjk1]

Taming her (part I)

(Yeri X Joy X Male Reader)

Park Soo-young. Most people call her by her stage name. Joy. Which is fitting her quite well.

Especially when she is screaming your name while you fuck her into the wall of her hotel room. Her back is arched, making her head rub against the unforgiving surface. She is barely able to keep standing, needing the support of the wall and your hands.

You're deep inside Soo-young's pussy. Her walls are snugly wrapped around your cock. Your hands are holding her small waist, pulling her against you with every thrust forward.

She is fully clothed, still wearing the outfit from her ongoing photoshoot. The tight swimsuit top is nicely showing off her breasts and highlights her slim figure. White shorts still cover her crotch but that didn't stop you from just pushing them aside, putting your cock where it belongs. In the depths of Park Soo-young's pussy.

You have reduced her to a mumbling mess for a couple minutes now. Her favorite word seems to be your name. She can't stop muttering it as you give her the pounding of her life.

Actually, this is the second one to be exact.

You were surprised to see Joy standing in the lobby this morning. But you quickly found out that her photoshoot for swimsuits is nearby and they are using a hotel room as her changing room.

You already made Joy cum twice this morning, after seeing her in her first outfit.

You were a little worried when you left her on the bed. Her breath uncontrollably shaking while she was recovering from her orgasms.

And yet, here she is again.

"(Y/n)! Fuck!"

Soo-young screams as she cums for a third time today. Her hands press against your chest, unsuccessfully trying to push you way. Her body tenses, relaxes, tenses. She lost all control.

"Joy-ssi? Five more minutes!"

You hear her manager from behind the closed door.

Joy's fingers trace along your neck, her gorgeous face silently asking you to cum as well.

You leave her snug pussy, before pushing her onto the bed. Because she has to get more pictures taken, there is pretty much only one place where you can cum. Her pussy.

You make Joy get on all fours on the bed as you kneel behind her. Her wet pussy sucks you in as soon as you place your tip at her folds. Or maybe she just backed up a little.

A deep moan shakes her body as you push all the way inside. Placing your hands on her hips, you start to fuck Joy from behind. Her head immediately sinks into the sheets, her eyes closed.

She knows that this is wrong. She knows she is cheating. But it still feels right. It still feels good. More than just good. She never felt so satisfied before.

You reach forward to grab her hair while you keep your pace. Joy moans as you tug at it, making her raise her head again. That's what she is missing. Her body being used like it's meant to. Of course there is nothing wrong with getting every part of her body licked and worshipped. But you and Joy agree on one thing. Once in a while, she needs to get wrecked. She needs to feel dirty. Like a cheap slut. Her pussy only good for one thing. Her body only good for one thing. Her whole being only good for sex.

Joy's arms tremble as they support her weight. It's usually not a problem, but your hard thrusts make her slowly lose her mind.

"Gonna cum."

You groan into her ear after bending over her.

"Fuck, yes."

She sighs. Unable to speak much louder.

"Fill me up good."

It takes just a couple of moments and a couple of more moans from Joy until you finally unload inside her cunt. Letting go off her, you see Joy letting her head fall into the mattress again. Her moans are muffled as you give her her second cream pie of the day.

You wonder how many more you have in you and how much longer Joy's photoshoot is going to take. Her pussy instinctively contracts around you, trying to get every last drop out of you.

"You better get going."

You say that, but no one is moving. The two of you enjoy the moment.

As Joy slowly gets back to her senses, she pushes herself off the bed with wobbly limbs.

"I'll be back."

You nod, knowing that she will come back to you no matter what.

Joy walks out of the hotel room after fixing her outfit. The warm cream pie you just left in her makes her walk a little funny. As she feels a little run along her legs, she blushes with shame.

She shouldn't have done this. She has a boyfriend. A good boyfriend. And yet she comes back. She catches herself comparing you with him. Knowing that you are better in bed in every single way.

Joy walks out of the elevator, now looking as good as she usually does. Her hair is back to normal after you just pulled at it. Her shorts are properly in place. Although her panties are missing. She only realizes that when she is already standing the lobby.

Joy's breath hitches as she sees three women sitting around a coffee table in the lobby. Is that... Yeri?

She holds her head high as she keeps walking. Joy has been bragging about you since she met you. She first said something to Wendy, because she did feel like she did something really really bad. But Wendy comforted her and now Joy is openly teasing Yeri. The younger girl has had only bad experiences with her partners so far.

The maknae even asked Joy once to introduce her to you, but Joy declined. Since Yeri has shown interest, Joy can't help but deny and tease her.

She now takes out her phone, about to text Yeri.

"Cream pies feel so good. (Y/n) made cum so hard just now."

Joy sees Yeri check her phone as she walks closer.

"What the hell?"

The older girl chuckles at the message she just got.

"I thought you were doing a photoshoot."

"I am. But a few breaks for some good fucks are a must for great pictures."

She can't see her face, but Joy could swear Yeri is rolling her eyes right now. And she also knows that Yeri is probably gonna head to the bathroom soon. She caught her before. Right after she mentioned how well you pounded her, Yeri left the living room in their dorm.

Joy finally walks past the table Yeri is sitting at. She recognizes the other girls. Friends of Yeri. Her and her manager keep walking.

But as Yeri looks up from her phone, she does recognize Joy from behind. It takes her a moment, but she puts two and two together. You must be here somewhere. This is her chance.

Yeri's chance to feel like real woman again. And her chance to snatch away Joy's boy toy right underneath her nose.

"I'm sorry girls, but I have an appointment soon."

Her two friends say goodbye and Yeri walks towards the elevator. She texts one of their managers. The one who is currently assisting Joy with her shoot. It just takes her second before she has her bandmate's room number on her display.

Yeri reaches the third floor. She walks through the hallway, looking for room 312. Once she finds it, Yeri leans against the wall. The door just a couple of rooms down the hall.

She looks around the corner, seeing the golden numbers engraved in the dark wood. Now that she is able to do it, she hesitates for a second. She has dreamed of this moment since Joy told her about you for the first time.

Yeri rests her head against the wall of the otherwise empty hallway. A smile plays around her lips. She is only moments away of finding the man who can give her what she craves. If Joy told her the truth.

She can't help but fantasize already. One of her hands glides along her naked leg, hiking up the hem of her dress. Yeri feels her damp panties as her fingers find her center. She remembers what Joy said last time.

"We were making out. He had his hands on my naked thighs, sliding up my dress."

Yeri bites her lip, barely aware that she is still in public.

"He pressed me against the wall while licking my neck. He told me that I'm only good for one thing."

Yeri slides her panties to the side. Trying to get access to her pussy.

"He told me he was gonna use me. And he did."

She can still remember Joy's smug face as she told Yeri the story over breakfast. Her spoon stopped midway, her mouth open in disbelief as she listened to the older woman.

"He took me right there. In the elevator. Someone could've come in at any minute."

Yeri pushes a finger inside her snatch. She imagines herself being in Joy's position. Pressed against the wall of the elevator.

"He fucked me so hard. The thing was shaking."

She must have exaggerated, right? Or was it really that good?

Yeri escapes a moan as she let's another finger enter.

"He took a fistful of my hair before turning me around. I could see myself in the small mirror."

Yeri's imagination runs wild. She sees herself in that mirror.

"He pushed me face first into the wall again. My cheek rubbed against the cold metal."

The young woman feels the heat in her body rising.

"He gave it to me so good."

Yeri shivers as she remembers that Joy started to whisper.

"I came like I've never had before. I felt like I couldn't stop. I lost complete control over my body."

Yeri was already sitting at the edge of her chair when she first listened to the story.

"And then he came in me. All of his cum. I could feel it in me as he filled me up."

Yeri sighs heavily. She knows she is already on the edge of her orgasm. But now she doesn't have to do it alone anymore.

She manages to let her hand appear from underneath her dress. Her fingers are covered in her own slick.

With shaking steps, she walks up to Joy's hotel room door. Two knocks on the hard wood.

Yeri bites her lip as she waits for a response. But her confidence falters as she realizes that the room must be empty. Her anger rises. Did Joy lie to her? Does he even exist? Or did Joy make all of this up?

Yeri turns around, about to leave, when she looks at the other end of the hallway. In that moment, a tall man rounds the corner. His suit looks neat. His tie green, which matches the color of his watch. The band is silver, while the dial is made out of shimmering emerald.

Yeri sees a black and blue ring on your finger as you hold your phone to you ear while you are on a phone call. Her mind remembers the stories Joy told her. She can't help but stare at your pants for a couple of moments, hoping that the older girl didn't exaggerate.

When Yeri realizes you haven't seen her yet, she tries to alter her appearance. She put on a light purple dress with flowers on it this morning. She threw on a black leather jacket as well, wanting to not just look cute. And it was a little cold for her.

Yeri goes through her hair with one hand, making sure she looks not as innocent as she is supposed to. She is now letting the jacket fall off her shoulders, letting it rest on her arms. Her dress is already quite low cut, but hooking a finger into her cleavage, Yeri pulls it down a little further.

If this is not going to get your attention, then what will?

"Yes. On my desk. By tomorrow."

A shiver runs down Yeri's spine. Joy never told her how sexy your voice sounds. She can't believe she is getting so turned on by just looking at you.

Maybe it's because she has been dreaming of this for quite some time now. Maybe because she keeps picturing the best sex of her life with you.

Yeri can't tell what it is exactly. But her body just feels so hot. She has the sudden urge to strip right there. In the middle of the hallway. Right in front of you.

The young brunette watches you looking her up and down as you realize that someone is standing in front of Joy's door.

When you finally reach her, Yeri is able to smell your scent. Just like Joy described. She can't tell what you smell like exactly. But she feels a little relaxed. And horny.

"Can I help you?"

Your question makes Yeri realize that she has been staring mindlessly at you.

"Y-Yes."

Why is she stumbling over her words now? Yeri thought about a million things she would say to seduce you. She is now searching her mind, fumbling for the right line to use. A line that will make you fuck her hard.

"I-I'm a friend of Joy's."

Yeri sees a hint of worry sparkle in your eyes.

"It's not like that. I just wanted to meet you."

For a moment, you were worried that she caught you and Joy. But it kinda feels like something different. As if she knows who you are. Exactly who you are.

"Joy unnie sometimes talks about you."

You nod hesitantly. Why do all these women talk with each other so much? You will be sleeping with the whole female part of the industry at this rate.

But you can't deny that the woman in front of you is worth the effort. Joy won't be back for a an hour or so. And you don't have much to do today.

Her cleavage indicates that she is here with the same intentions as Joy. She definitely tried to look sexy, although you can't help but admire her cute side as well. She looks smaller than Joy. More petite.

"What is your name again?"

Before you can answer, Yeri gets on her tiptoes, placing her hands on your chest.

"I want to make sure I'm screaming the right name, when you make me cum."

Yeri can feel her cheeks turn pink. What did she just say?

You chuckle, automatically placing your hands on her waist.

"(Y/n)."

"Hello, (y/n)."

Yeri whispers, her right hand gliding down your torso.

"And what is yours? I want to know, so that I can tell Joy, which of her slutty friends I fucked in her room."

Yeri bites her lip. How were you able to tell that exactly this would turn her on so much?

"It's Yeri."

"Yeri."

You whisper her name, pushing her against the wooden door. Not hard. But strong enough to produce a small thud.

She feels some of her juices run down her left thigh. Not much, but it almost makes her moan.

Leaning down, you want to taste her lips.

You are surprised when Yeri pushes you away.

"No kissing. I don't want romance."

You take her chin into your hand and make her look up at you.

"I'm not being romantic. I just want to know what you taste like."

Your words make Yeri even wetter. She wants to show you what she tastes like.

"I don't need slow lovemaking. I want you to taste my lips. But not these."

"Fine."

Still a little surprised, you reach behind her to unlock the door.

"Do I need to know anything else?"

You know you are ruining the mood a little, but to be fair, she started it. And you would rather ask now than find out something else later while you are in the middle of fucking.

"I don't want your affection. Just toss me around a little."

Yeri walks inside the room, you behind her.

"I haven't been manhandled in months."

Her words and somewhat bratty behavior is something that is hard to resist. Especially if it's attached to that body of hers.

Her tits look nice and firm, although you can only see them partially. Her skin looks flawless and there's no doubt about her being fit or flexible. You wonder if she has a nice ass. Her sundress is still hiding the view.

If Yeri hasn't been satisfied for a while now, it means she must have more than an healthy amount of pend up need. Something you are willing to help her with. And you don't have a problem with not showing affection. If she wants to be used like a slut, like an object, then you don't have any objections.

"You want to be tossed around?"

You ask, just to make sure you heard her right. Your hands already reaching for her as Yeri answers.

"I want to feel what Joy feels. She said you-"

A deep groan escapes your throat as you sling your right arm around Yeri's waist. She yelps is surprise as you lift her off the ground. You take a step closer to the bed, before throwing her onto it.

Yeri's scream could be interpreted as fear but you decide that it's happiness. It's muffled by the mattress anyway.

Yeri tries to crawl towards the opposite side of the bed, losing the leather jacket midway. You catch her ankle, pulling her back towards you

"Where do you think you're going?"

Taking a hold of her hips, you flip her around. Yeri lies on her back, her wide open eyes focused on you.

"That's what I do with Joy."

You don't bother waiting for a response. Getting on your knees right in front of the edge of the bed, you pull Yeri even closer. Reaching under her dress, you search for her underwear until you find the wet clothing.

A moment later, it's dangling off her left foot, her pussy exposed.

Yeri is too surprised to speak. Is this really happening?

Your hands glide along her thighs now, making the hem of her dress ride up in the process.

"I use her."

Finally exposing her pussy, you look up at the dumbstruck idol.

"And I'm gonna use you too now."

Yeri nods. Eyes wide. Almost as if she is in a trance.

Eating her out is only a means to an end. Sure, she is delicious. Not that you would complain, but the both of you are waiting for the actual meal.

Yeri tastes a little more salty than Joy. For you it only adds to her bratty appearance. Unlike the older woman who tastes sweet and carries herself like a young lady. At least most of the time.

Only a couple of minutes have past, but Yeri is already nearing her climax. The way her needy body begs for more makes you eat her out even harder. Your thumb is placed on her clit, your tongue inside of her.

"Oh god!"

She moans loudly. She pushes her hips further into your face.

Yeri claws at the sheets, her brain threatening to melt. How are you this good? Of course she doesn't know that you have taken more than enough lessons with Tiffany.

"(Y/n)!"

She does as she promised earlier. Your name leaves her pretty lips. Her hips buck against your face, while you are able to take a look at her whole body.

Yeri's back arches off the bed beautifully. Her legs dangle off the edge, while her butt is firmly pressed against the mattress. Only her head and shoulders support her upper body.

As her pleasure increases further, you feel her cheeks slowly lifting off the bed.

"Fuck! (Y/n)!"

You place both of your hands on her hips as Yeri threatens to slip and fall.

Her body feels almost weightless by now. Yeri feels like she is in heaven as you start sucking on her clit.

Only her head and your hands are supporting her weight now. The hundreds of hours of pilates seem to have paid off. For just this single moment.

Yeri's body bends like a bow, threatening to break into two pieces.

And with your fingers digging into her soft flesh and one final lick, Yeri starts to ruin the sheets.

"Cuming! (Y/n)!"

Those are the only words you can understand as she climaxes hard. You are sure she is spilling even worse profanities, but her mouth is unable to follow her mind.

Moan after moan escapes her mouth, her boy shakes uncontrollably.

"God! Fuck!"

With one last gasp, Yeri finally comes back to her senses.

You eye the ruined sheets, the material transparent by now.

Yeri's performance has you incredibly hard. You didn't expect her to be this flexible. You were almost afraid she would hurt herself.

"What are you waiting for? Give me that cock."

Yeri's tired voice would suggest that she needs a break. But her lustful eyes are glued to your body as you start to get rid off your clothes.

It seems like she has become more daring after her orgasm.

"Hurry. Fuck me."

And more needy too.

As your underwear drops to the floor, Yeri let's out a gasp.

"Wow. Joy told the truth."

She watches you climbing the bed as well, pushing her across it in the process. Her head is now resting on the edge on the other side, while you kneel between her thighs.

You let your hands glide along her legs, admiring her soft skin.

"Fuck me."

She moans, desperate and needy.

Your hands find her waist and you lean down. Yeri interprets it as another attempt to kiss her. She slightly tilts her head to the side, making you growl into her ear.

"Who are you to make this kind of command?"

A shiver runs down her spine. Yeri likes the thrill of possible punishment after acting up. She slowly moves her legs to wrap them around your waist.

"Please."

She sighs, closing her eyes.

Her neck is exposed to you, inviting you to taste her skin and maybe even leave a mark. But Yeri said she doesn't want kisses.

Getting back up, you pull her body a little closer, your cock now resting on top of her pussy.

Yeri opens her eyes, looking down at herself. She bites her lip as she feels your tip on her stomach.

You open the condom package you took from the nightstand a few moments ago. It's not yours though, it was lying there, even before you and Joy first entered the room. Not that you would need a condom to fuck Joy. Before you were even able to suggest to use it, she was already on her knees, unbuckling your belt.

But Yeri asked you to put it on. You respect her wish, aware that the two of you don't know each other for more then 15 minutes yet.

Once you are ready, you lift Yeri's hips off the bed. You want to see how flexible her body is again. The sight earlier left you wanting more.

The young woman moans as your cock moves from a top her pussy towards her entrance. Brushing her wet folds with your tip, you see that only her head and upper part of her back rest on the mattress.

"Let's see if you are as tight as Joy."

You tease her, knowing by now that Yeri is quite the competitive girl.

"Of course I'm tighter. I'm a good girl."

She moans as you push inside.

"Oh my god!"

Your hold onto her hips, pulling her further onto your cock as you thrust forward.

Yeri really is tight. You can't tell if she is actually tighter than the older woman, but she definitely isn't lacking in that department.

Her snug pussy hugs your cock, its wet folds make your thrusts as easy as possible. Yeri has started mewling. She tried to watch at first, but is now unable to open her eyes. They fell shut after a couple of thrusts. Behind her eyelids Yeri's eyes roll to the back of her head.

Repositioning your hand, you push against the flat of her back. Feeling your hand on her spine makes Yeri arch her back further. Her shoulders lift off the mattress almost in a graceful manner.

Your fucking has been slow but powerful up until now. But the way Yeri's body bends off the bed. The way her hips raise to meet your cock, as if she is silently asking for more. All of that makes you go faster.

Yeri's hair is sprawled out on the sheets, some of it dangling off the edge. Her face is twisted in pleasure, cute wrinkles forming on her forehead and nose. Her lips are tightly shut by now.

"You take this cock just as well as Joy."

You praise and tease her at the same time. A smile plays around her lips, bathing in the light that is your praise.

Of course she can handle you better than her unnie. Her body is perfect. A work of art.

"Fuck me harder."

She sighs, her eyes open again.

"Please."

She adds after seeing your look.

Yeri slowly starts to lose control. Over her body and the situation. Her mind becomes all fuzzy as your tip grazes her cervix.

"Ooooh!"

A pleasure filled shout echoes through the room. Another thrust hits the exact same spot. A little harder this time.

"That cock!"

Yeri's eyes are shut once more. Your pace increases, egged on by Yeri's moans and shouts. She feels her head starting to move. Back and forth. Back and forth.

Suddenly, the resistance is gone. You push too hard into her.

Yeri's upper body is suddenly hanging off the bed. The edge of the mattress is digging into the center of her back, where your hand was just a moment ago. You had to hold onto her somewhere else so she wouldn't fall.

Holding tightly onto the purple dress, you feel the smoothness of the cloth. Only now you realize that you grabbed Yeri's collar.

Leaning over her a little, you don't stop fucking her. And Yeri doesn't ask you to. Instead, she becomes louder. The newly found position has her dripping wet. Even more than before. The angle is still perfect. With almost every single thrust, Yeri feels like her cervix is getting bruised.

"So hot!"

She is unable to form a whole sentence. Her dark hair swings right above the floor with every thrust into her.

Instinctively, Yeri is holding onto your hand, which is grabbing her dress, with both hands. She is not afraid of falling, it's more like a reflex.

"Oh god! How-?"

A sharp moan cuts through the middle of  Yeri's sentence. A hard orgasm follows a second after. Her own body overwhelms her with this unexpected high. It has her thighs quivering, her mouth hanging open, her eyes wide.

After a couple of moments, she tries to continue her question. Her pussy feels even tighter now. You have to grit your teeth, hoping to keep it together.

"How-How are you th-this deep in me?"

Another thrust makes her see stars.

Your hand moves from her collar to her throat, dragging her own with it. You lean over her further, threatening to fall yourself. But for some reason the grip on her right thigh keeps you both on the bed. Well, you. Yeri is still dangling off its edge.

"Joy doesn't ask so many questions."

Yeri's eyes have become dark with lust and arousal. And now they glisten devilishly. Competitiveness sparkling in them.

"She just takes me like a good slut."

Yeri wants to answer. To tell you that she can be a better slut. A slut for your cock.

But when she opens her mouth, words won't leave it. Barely any air even. Your grip on her throat too tight for her to talk.

Having a lot of experience by now, you know why Yeri isn't replying. You make sure you aren't strangling her though.

"I'm gonna count to three now."

Her pussy keeps tightening with every thrust. Her warmth steadily increasing.

"When I say cum, you better do."

Yeri nods immediately. She is on the edge of another orgasm already.

"As a reward, I will paint your delicious pussy with my cum."

Yeri's eyes are wide. Are you gonna cum in her without the condom? Or are you planning to pull out and then cum on her?

The uncertainty makes her shudder. Despite the stories Joy told her, you are still a stranger. How could you even suggest to cum inside of her?

Yeri wants to protest. But the hand around her throat stops her from doing so.

"1"

You know that you are not gonna survive Yeri's orgasm. You are approaching your own. Her own is gonna push you over the edge. There is now way you can hold on when her pussy becomes even tighter.

"2"

Thrust after thrust makes Yeri's body rock back and forth. She is trying to shake her head, trying to tell you to not cum in her.

But your cock against her cervix makes it hard to do anything but just succumb to the pleasure. To do anything but open her mouth and let a silent moan escape it. And another. And one more.

"Three"

Yeri feels your cock pulsating inside of her. This is it! You are gonna cream pie her. She closes her eyes in disbelief. How could she sink so low? She doesn't know anything about you. Only your name and how you fuck Joy.

"Cum."

And a third orgasm crashes down onto Yeri's body. It makes her shake, almost making both of you fall. You take your hand off her throat. Hearing her gasp for air, you hold onto both of her thighs.

Her pussy is now tighter than Joy's. Not that you're gonna tell her that. But it's more than enough to make you orgasm as well.

You pull out and get rid off the condom. You glance at Yeri, her eyes wide open again.

She watches as you start to paint her pussy. You coat her wet folds with thick, white liquid. Her clean shaven area around it is quickly stained by your cum too. The warmth of it earns her another mini orgasm.

The two of you catch your breath. Still kneeling between her legs, you watch how Yeri eyes her own pussy. Her facial expression is tough to read. Disgust? Utter confusion? Admiration? Lust?

You can't tell. But a glance at your watch tells you, time is running out.

"Joy is gonna be here in five."

Yeri explained to you that there is no benefit to telling Joy. Yet. She asked for your number, telling you that she would call you for another hook up. She only wants to tell Joy after a couple of times.

"It's going to make her even more mad."

The devilish smirk made you chuckle.

"Tell me again."

You lean over the woman underneath you.

"I don't care. I don't care if anyone sees it."

Joy wiggles around on the bed, lying on her stomach.

"Just rip it open and fuck me."

You let your hands glide over her ass. It looks so good in these tight blue pants.

After squeezing her cheeks a couple of times, you grab the soft fabric. A deep moan escapes Joy's lips as you rip a whole into her pants. The sound you make, fills the room for a moment, probably even gets heard outside.

Joy's glistening pussy lips greet you.

"Please fuck me. I need it."

She acts like you haven't fucked her for ages. Your cock, still wet from her gagging on it a couple of moments ago, slips in between her full cheeks.

"I just fucked some slut earlier. I don't know if I even need you now."

Joy looks back up at you over her shoulder with wide open eyes.

"No! Please! I would do anything."

"Anything?"

Joy nods. Scared and aroused at what you might have in mind.

"You said you don't care if someone sees you like this?"

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Hi everyone!

I was unable to find many pictures of Yeri in that dress, or of Yeri in general that would fit this story. Although I hope the pilates pic helped your imagination a little.

The ending is quite open, which could also be the start of the next part. Maybe.

Stay healthy and have a nice day!

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[abby-grace]

same anon with yeri ask, smut please. thank you!

I feel like you intentionally chose one of my ult biases. But hey hey, Let’s go!

“Fuck, you’re so pretty. Making me lose my fucking mind.”

Yerim is practically just babbling now, she can hardly think straight just looking at you.

“Pretty baby just always needs her mouth filled, huh? Should’ve dated a man.” Your mouth pops off her strap, “No, only want you! No other man, no other woman, no one! Only you!” You return your mouth to the silicone dick, wanting prove you only want her, your hands gripping her thighs.

“Damn fucking right, only me. Get up. I wanna see your pretty tits.” Yerim pulls your mouth back once more and guides you onto her lap. “You’re so beautiful. Especially so fucked out like this. What’s wrong, princess? i haven’t even fucked you yet.” She attaches her own mouth to one of your tits, and shoves two of her fingers in your cunt.

You’ve hardly heard a thing she’s said, just basking in the attention, feeling so loved, and so, so, so close to the edge. “Please, Please, Please, i’m so close— fuck, please.” Yerim removes her fingers and sits you on her strap. She brings your forehead to press against hers, and you have no idea what comes out of her mouth, you just know the words are full of lust and love.

Yeah, you only want her.

#kpop x reader #kpop smut #red velvet #red velvet smut #kim yerim #yeri x reader #yeri smut #abby’s asks!

[curi0us-gh0st]

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EXHIBITIONISM.

kinktober is right here .ᐟ pairings: red velvet x fem!reader. word count: 0.5 k genre: smut. summary: You should think about whether you should close the bedroom door or whether there really is favoritism. a/n: seulrene my mommies

“You don’t need to feel nervous, darling.” Seulgi kissed her cheek, sliding his hand under her skirt, playing with her covered pussy.

Her eyes were closed, while you bit your lips out of nervousness, feeling shy and embarrassed, Seulgi's whispers didn't help, your stomach was churning with fear, or God knows what.

“She looks so cute.” Joy's comment made you squint tighter, nervous about opening them and finding her unnies seeing her in that deplorable state.

"Let's baby. Open your eyes, we have company.” Her girlfriend encouraged her, but it had no effect. “If you don’t, I’ll stop right now.”

You took a deep breath, summoning up the courage you were lacking just to open your eyes and find four pairs of eyes fixed on you. Her girlfriend swallowing at her obedience, reaching inside her panties to play with her clit gently, letting a moan escape her lips only to see Joy hide her red face in Wendy's shoulder, while Wendy lowered her head to hide her cheeks , Yeri covering her face with her hands, the three youngest reacting while her unnie, looked at you shamelessly, her cheeks and the tips of her ears flushed.

“Look at the mess you’re making with them, baby.” Seulgi teases you.

You were in the room you and Seulgi shared when you were caught having a make out session, only for Joy to come up with this stupid idea and Seulgi quickly agreed.

You grabbed Seulgi's hand, digging your nails in as she asked for more, you were becoming embarrassed just wanting to have your orgasm soon.

Seulgi stuck two fingers inside you, making your chest arch, letting more of your cute breasts show for the eyes of your members.

“So cute, I could squeeze it and it would never get sick.” Yeri commented as she licked her lips watching her breasts move.

“Yeri!” Wendy scolded her, only for the youngest to stick her tongue out at her.

“Unnie is so pretty…” Joy complimented, making you smile shyly at her.

Her moans increased as her orgasm approached, trying to hide her face on Seulgi's shoulder.

“Y/N-ah, we want to see your reaction cumming for us.” Irene spoke for the first time that night, her own cheeks burning with shyness.

“You heard your leader, be obedient.” Seulgi encouraged.

You turned your face, looking at the other girls, moaning as you squeezed Seulgi's fingers, looking mainly at Irene, licking and biting your lips to tease, lifting your chest to show more of your breasts.

“Seulgi-ah, pull her panties away!” Yeri asked, her puppy dog eyes asking.

“Limits, Yeri.” Seulgi responding, only to see the younger girl roll her eyes.

Her hand coming up to grab Seulgi's shoulder, looking for support as her climax hit you, moaning and writhing with her orgasm, soaking your cute panties. Seulgi taking her fingers out of her panties and reaching out to the person who was marveling at the sight of her orgasm, Irene slowly opening her mouth to lick up her sweet nectar.

“I see there is a certain favoritism here.” Yeri commented, making everyone laugh.

Taglist: @moonjixed (comment if you want to be tagged)

#👻 gh0st fic ! #28 reasons #kinktober #smut #smut fic #kpop #kpop fic #red velvet #red velvet smut #seulgi #kang seulgi #irene #bae joohyun #wendy #son seungwan #joy #park sooyoung #yeri #kim yerim

[woliefairr]

✩ yeri ( red velvet ) lockscreens.

☆ – se pegar curta, siga & reblogue !!

#woliefairr #yeri layouts #kpop layouts #yeri lockscreens #yeri wallpaper #red velvet yeri #yerin #kim yerim #yeri icons #yeri messy icons #yeri messy packs #yeri messy layouts #yeri moodboard #yeri lq #yeri packs #yeri gifs #yeri aesthetic #yeri headers #yeri smut #choi yerim #yeri imagines #yeri #red velvet packs #redvelvet yeri #red velvet #redvelvet moodboard #red velvet messy icons #red velvet messy packs #red velvet messy layouts #red velvet moodboard

[multiphandomunnies]

Yeri

soulmate au

i’ll never forget you

high school tsundere

kissing yeri

wrong way of the world

around town

flower shop au

#red velvet #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop fluff #kpop angst #kpop reacts #kpop reactions #yeri #yeri scenarios #yeri imagines #yeri fluff #yeri angst #yeri smut #kim yerim #red velvet imagines #red velvet scenarios #red velvet smut #red velvet fluff #red velvet angst

[symbioticfic]

Don't you just hate it when you read an amazing fanfic and you forgot where you read it?

I read an Irene-seulgi fic where irene was executed by Queen Suelgi, but she ended up traveling back in time and trying to fix her wrongdoings, so she can live happily ever after with Queen Seulgi. SNSD are High Angels, and Lee Sooman is Irene's evil step father.

The other is a Yeri-Seulgi fic where futa!seulgi is a servant for princess Yeri and escapes from Yeri's father to a far away land. Yeri is some kind of a prodigy sorcerer.

Both of them are still ongoing. I want to check if they update a new chapter or not but I forgot which platform it's on. I've been opening tabs of AO3 on my phone for the last one and a half hour and still haven't found it. I have started to go through my aff tabs.

If any of you generous people out there know about the fics that I'm talking about, please drop me a link, I would be very grateful.

#irene #kang seulgi #kim yerim #red velvet #kpop girls #kpop fanfiction #kpop smut

[vex91]

Pyramid Game Masterlist

(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff (s) - smut

Sung Suji:

Nothing yet...

Baek Harin:

- New hair (f)

Myung Jaeun:

Nothing yet...

Im Yerim:

Nothing yet...

Song Jaehyung:

Nothing yet...

Sim Eunjung:

- Most important (af)

Seo Doah:

Nothing yet...

Kim Dayeon:

Nothing yet...

Bang Wooyi:

Nothing yet...

#pyramid game x reader #sung suji x reader #baek harin x reader #myung jaeun x reader #im yerim x reader #song jaehyung x reader #sim eunjung x reader #seo doah x reader #kim dayeon x reader #bang wooyi x reader

[sassyjoy]

paradise

genre: smut

word count: 1.6k 

⋆｡˚ ⋆ ☾

your aunt will be out of town for a week so you're doing her a favor by helping with her farm since they lack of manpower after several workers resigned due to unforeseen events. as a kind nephew, you couldn't say no to your favorite family relative when she asked you for help. she promised you that a week will be quick, and that she'll give you a salary for your work when she comes back. you declined the income part and told her that it's been a while since you last came to the countryside and you're going to treat this 'job' as a vacation. so you were more than willing to help since you will be away from the city, where pollution is chronic and noise is everywhere. 

she introduced you to the people you're going to be working with for seven days. they all seemed to be nice and you're hoping they really are. your auntie assigned someone to assist you during your week-long stay here and you thought she was pretty– pretty annoying. 

her name's joy, and contrary to her name, she's not fun to work with. she kept chatting with you while working when you totally made your point when she first introduced herself that you prefer being quiet while doing your business since you have a job to finish. you were only giving her fake reactions to what she was saying that were completely not related to what you were doing. you thought that she might find you rude for not responding to her but you don't really care. 

four days have passed. you're half way from coming back to the city. you told your aunt that you missed the countryside but here you are, counting your days to leave the rural area. you just can't wait to leave this place. few more days and you'll be able to get away from the person annoying you.

if we're being honest, joy is attractive. she has a long, dark hair that perfectly suits her milky skin. she has a pair of large, lustrous eyes that take your breath away every time you're having eye contact. she is tall, tall enough for her head to rest on your shoulder. to make it short, she is your type. but you just find her personality bothersome and it looks like you're the only one thinking about her like that since she seems to be close with everyone in this place. they adore her as if she's their own family. 

you always see her wearing high waisted wide leg jeans topped with oversized button down shirt and a tee inside it. you have always wondered why is she wearing that in this hot weather. maybe it's because of the sunlight? to prevent her skin from being tanned? 

you forgot to mention that she has these lips that is soft and inviting, the kind of lips you want to kiss over and over again. and maybe that's the reason that led you into making out with her. it's been four days since you started working on your aunt's farm, and who would've thought that it would also only take four days for you to have sex with someone you find annoying. 

you don't even remember how the two of you ended up in the storage room where newly picked peaches are being kept in preparation for exporting. both of you were just harvesting peaches as you were tasked to, but then you found yourselves partly dressed; touching and kissing each other like there's no tomorrow. 

"how long have you been this hard?" joy teased you when she felt your dick twitch at the slightest contact with her body as she got on top of you, sitting in the area where you wanted her to be in place. 

"a while." you answered naughtily as you take off your white shirt, leaving your pants and boxers down on your ankles as the only clothing that prevents you from being entirely naked. any moment from now, someone may enter the storage room and you'll be doomed once they saw the both of you doing god knows what.

joy took this as a chance to plant soft kisses on your neck, leaving marks on it before positioning your dick to her entrance. your tip barely entered, and joy already knew she'll lose her mind. 

“put it all inside now baby, please…” you begged as if you're in a hurry. you just can't wait to fuck the shit out of her and use her body for your own pleasure. joy didn't think twice, her hands dropped onto your shoulders for support as she sat on you completely. 

you placed your hands inside her shirt in attempt to touch her chest, but you ended up removing her tee together with her black bra, leaving her totally naked. her breasts were big enough for your liking. her rose-colored nipples, obvious that were hard, tempting you to suck and milk the fuck out of it.  

"shit-" joy whimpered as you held her slim waist, guiding her. your dick was too big for her to take. you remembered how cocky she was earlier when she told you she can take you in one go. but now seeing her with her eyes shut tightly, trying to get used to your size, makes you chuckle.

"you said you can take me?" you teased her. 

she breathes hard as she slowly move her pelvis, "i didn't expect that you were this big." 

"you think so little of me." you scoffed. 

"i am expecting you to be big, but not this BIG!" she explained that made you smirk. joy started grinding on you, touching your neck, face, and your hair, then resting it on your broad chest. she keeps riding your cock, making these little sounds that are like music to your ears. 

"oh, god..." joy closed her eyes when she felt your hands on her hips, dragging her body against yours. 

"you need to keep your mouth shut or else they'll hear you," you said breathlessly. your hands reached her face, and you pulled her in closer to kiss her. as much as you want to hear her lovely moans, you had to shut her mouth so you won't attract any attention from outside. 

your eyes darted on her breasts moving freely as joy bounce on top of you. what you're seeing was much more than what you could have imagined. you sucked one of her breasts like a baby hungry for his mother's milk all while you played with her other nipple with your thumb. you felt joy groped your hair, and you instantly knew that this sensation is driving her crazy. 

joy bit her lip to prevent herself from moaning while pumping her pelvis up and down on top of you. out of all the farm work she has done, this was the hardest– not making noise while having sex with the hottest man her eyes had laid on. 

a loud moan accidentally slipped past joy's lips when you met her pelvis, but she's quick to cover her own mouth. if she's the only one moving earlier, now, you're meeting her movements halfway. sweats are starting to form on your forehead. her hair that is in a ponytail this morning is now loosening up and is getting messy. 

"this won't do..." you said as you change your position, now you're hovering on top of her. joy's back arched upon contact with the cold surface of the floor. 

you covered joy's mouth using your hand as you slowly slide your hard cock on her wet pussy. you leisurely thrust inside her so she'd get used to your long, thick, and veiny dick. once you're fully sheathed in her cunt, you began fucking her relentlessly. 

you gripped her waist to be in control, which made joy cover her own mouth with her left hand to prevent herself from making noises while her free hand touching her nipple.

"fuck, you're so tight!" you whispered on her ear as you punctuate each word with a hard thrust. joy groped her breast, feeling the pleasure you were giving. you kept on shoving your dick in her pussy and all joy could do was produce mumbled noises.

you removed the strands of hair covering her face and you can see the lust in her eyes, wanting and begging you to fuck her more. you were quick to notice that she was near, so you slowed down your movement, earning you a playful slap on your arm.

"you're enjoying making me suffer, you fucker-" joy was cut off by your sudden action where you pulled out your length only to push it inside her glistening core with roughness. 

"fuck, yes..." joy moans. she loves the way you're stretching her out. you tried keeping it quiet, but the sound of your skins slapping echoed the storage room. she spread her legs even more, mouth wide open as moans kept coming out. 

"i want to fuck you all day," you can't help but to moan. at this point, you don't want to stop. you don't even care if someone walks in and sees you on the floor fucking joy ruthlessly. 

"you're taking me so well." you were going so hard and she felt it. 

"fuck, fuck! i'm close!" joy says breathily but you showed no signs of slowing down. 

"tell me you're on a pill because i can't pull out at this point..."

"i am-" joy gripped onto your arms as she can't take it any longer. 

"ahh, shit! i'm coming!" you whispered out of breath while you continuously pound inside her roughly. with one hard thrust, you released hot spurts of cum inside her throbbing pussy. some even started dripping down her sleek legs, but she seems too worn out to care.

as you were about to speak, the sound of a closing door was heard across the quiet room. you made an eye contact with joy, and you knew you fucked up. 

#girl group x male reader #joy smut #kpop smut #park sooyoung smut #red velvet joy smut #red velvet smut #girl group smut #joy x male reader #yeri smut #irene smut #kang seulgi smut #seulgi smut #wendy smut #son seungwan smut #kim yerim smut #bae joohyun smut

[iwendix]

PYRAMID GAME

Baek Harin:

give me a favor, give me a taste | smut with a plot.

we're tied, we're bounded | smut with a plot [requested]

sugar coated | smut with a plot [requested]

Sung Suji :

coming soon...

Myung Jaeun:

coming soon...

Seo Doah:

coming soon...

Im Yerim:

coming soon...

Bang Wooyi:

coming soon...

Shim Eunjeong:

coming soon...

Kim Dayeon:

coming soon...

#pyramid game x reader #pyramid game #character x reader

[sexyredvelvetsnaps]

who cums the most? g!p

Name: Kim Yerim

#answered #kim yerim smut #yeri smut #red velvet smut #red velvet girl #red velvet girls #red velvet girl group #red velvet girlfriend #kpop smut #kpop idol smut #female kpop idol #female kpop idol smut #kim yeri scenario #kim yeri imagine #yeri imagines #yeri scenario

[eomayas]

strictly business • kjm [req]

request: here 🩷

pairing: ceo!junmyeon x f ceo!reader, established relationship

genre: smut 18+ MINORS DNI!

warnings: reader is mean, dom x sub dynamics, fingering, p in v, pwp, grump x sunshine dynamic, reader is gaslighting, gatekeeping, and girlbossing her way through life

all eyes are on you when you burst through the doors of the meeting room, interrupting the current session. but you can do that, because you have enough money to buy this company twice if you really wanted to.

the room in the air gets thicker and you can practically feel the tension. you invite it, enjoy it, even. you like having that type of power over people, especially this specific group of people. “good morning, gentlemen,” you say, smiling—baring your fangs—at the six men before you, who all stand to greet you, bowing politely before taking their seats.

your assistant takes your coat and hands you your briefcase. you feel them all staring at you, wondering why you crashed this meeting when you were specifically not invited, for many reasons. and you know exactly who’s idea it was, but you’d deal with him later, after you sink your teeth into his employees. “somebody catch me up,” you say, but it’s less of an ask and more of a demand. you scan the table, your eyes sliding over the CEO of the firm and focusing on his subordinates.

you laser your eyes onto a poor intern who immediately gets red and looks over to his boss for help. you narrow your eyes at him and he swallows. “uh, we, uh, were meeting to talk about the expansion,” he says, glancing at you before averting his gaze.

“the expansion with my company,” you correct, your gaze still focused on the poor kid. he stares down at the table, refusing to look you in the eye and you almost smile. almost. “i don’t see how you could have a meeting about the expansion with my company without having myself or even a member of my company’s board present.” you say, cutting your eyes across the table to the interns boss and the CEO of this company.

he presses his lips into a line and gives you a knowing look. “does that make sense to anybody?” you ask, looking around the room. nobody dares to speak up, and if you were a lot less professional you might knock everything off of the table and demand that they respond.

“mrs. kim,” the boss says, as a warning. you ignore him and stare at his employees, waiting, daring one of them to speak up. you’re not shocked when they remain silent; you’re met with it often. it’s not a secret that you’re tough and don’t see a problem with pushing people to their limits and reminding them who’s really in charge. that’s the whole reason you got to where you’re at. playing nice wasn’t an option—especially as a woman trying to obtain a position of power—and you learned that very quickly.

“if one of you doesn’t speak up, you won’t have an expansion with KYN Beauty to put on your resume, or a job in the morning!” you bark, glaring across the table at his employees. you’re definitely exaggerating the whole job thing, but you need to light a fire under them to get somebody talking, since their boss likes to keep things from you.

“mrs. kim,” it’s a warning if you’ve ever heard one, and it makes you sit back in your chair and look over at him. he stands up from his chair and motions for you to do the same. “a word in my office?” but he’s not asking you, he’s telling you. and you’re not going to stay sitting in your chair, not when he’s looking at you like he could rip you a new one in front of his entire staff.

you get up and he waits for you to exit before following after you. you already know where his office is, and you walk the familiar route in silence.

“yerim, cancel my meetings in the next hour, please,” he says to his secretary when the two of you pass by her desk.

“of course, mr. kim,” she says eagerly, and you nearly roll your eyes. another thing to get in his ear about.

he holds the door to his office open for you, and locks it once the two of you are inside. you cross your arms over your chest and stare up at your husband, a bored expression on your face. “quit threatening my staff,” junmyeon says, gently grabbing your forearms and pulling your arms apart so he can hold you by your sides.

you push him off and take a step away from him. “why did you leave me out of a meeting that i need to be apart of?” you question, throwing your arms up in the air. you two typically leave your work at the office, rarely bringing it home beyond a few emails or a few reports that need to get done, and that’s mostly during the end of each quarter. you keep your work and home life separate, and don’t meddle in each others business endeavors. but this morning, you happened to catch sight of his opened calendar on his work computer, and saw ‘expansion meeting’ set for 11am with an invite to everybody that was previously in the meeting room. everybody but you.

“honey,” he sighs, taking a step toward you. you take a step backwards, running into his desk and knocking a few papers loose. he cages you around the desk and you frown at him, but your features quickly soften as you submit to his charms and remember that, above all, he is your husband. “honey, don’t take it personal. you can just be a bit intense, and not everybody can handle that.” junmyeon says, kissing your cheek.

“that’s not my problem,” you say, and your husband chuckles, dropping his forehead against yours.

“and that’s exactly what i’m talking about,” he nudges your nose with his and you loosely wrap your arms around his neck. “but i can handle you.” junmyeon mutters, pressing his lips against yours. you hold onto the back of his neck and pull him closer to you. his suit jacket strains against his arms and he pulls back to slide it off his shoulders and drops it onto one of the chairs.

“send your receptionist on lunch,” you say, grabbing his tie and pulling him back down to your mouth. junmyeon plants his palms on his desk as he leans over you, unable to stand between your legs due to the tight skirt you’re wearing.

“take that off,” he says, nodding at your skirt. he says it as a trade off for sending yerim on her break early. you quickly pull the zipper down and slide your skirt off of your legs and down to the floor. junmyeon bites his bottom lip and picks up the phone, pressing a button that immediately connects him to yerim.

“yes, mr. kim?” this time, you do roll your eyes and he smiles at you and gently pinches your cheek.

“go ahead and take you lunch break now, yerim,” he says.

“well, i typically take it at noon,” she says. you huff and lean over to get close to the speaker so she can hear.

“just take your break, yerim,” you say flippantly before hanging up on her and pulling junmyeon back towards you. “you should fire her.” you say.

“why do you want to fire all of my employees?” he asks, unbuttoning your blouse.

“so i can have you all to myself,” you reply, pushing your top off and leaving yourself in a matching red lingerie set, the red identical to the color of the lipstick on your lips. junmyeon eyes you and runs a hand over his neatly combed hair before dropping it down to his collar to loosen his tie.

“youre unreal,” he mutters, shaking his head as he pulls his tie off and starts to undo the buttons on his shirt. he could stare at you for hours like this, all pretty and waiting for him. you pull him down to your lips and kiss him hard, uncrossing your legs to let him get as close as possible to you.

with your free hand you drag it down his chest to his pants, palming him through his slacks. you rub his bulge a few times and your husband pulls back and pushes your hand away. “you’re gonna ruin my pants,” he argues.

“then take them off.”

theyre at his ankles in seconds, though he keeps his dress shirt on. it’s unbuttoned, and you drag your nails down his torso. he watches you with lidded eyes, his gaze so intense that you can’t help but full body blush. this whole tough persona, at least with him, is all an act. he has you wrapped around his finger like it’s nobody’s business.

junmyeon is on your mouth again, his left hand dropping between the two of you to rub your clit through your underwear. if anybody knew how you acted in the bedroom, they would be hit with an extreme case of shock, and disbelief. you’re a person who likes to be in control, but you’re different with junmyeon. you’re like putty in his hands every time you get around him.

that doesn’t go to say that he’s not as tightly wound around your finger as you are him. he might even wrapped tighter, practically turning into mush when you so much as look at him. he returns to his college self when he’s around you, simply being junmyeon—myeonnie, to you—and not ‘mr. kim’, the boss.

your mouth falls open when he plunges two fingers deep inside you, your underwear pushed to the side. junmyeon works his fingers into you, curling them and making your vision go spotty. the rapid rise and fall of your chest mixed with your breathy pants of his name puts him in a mild hypnosis, nothing on his mind besides bringing you to your release and then burying himself inside of you.

“junmy,” you say, your voice sounding like pure honey to him. junmyeon alternates between rubbing your clit and pumping his fingers into you. his curled fingers and the ministrations on your clit have you seeing stars, your orgasm approaching quickly. “m-myeonnie!” you choke out, gushing all over his fingers, your legs going limp against the edge of his desk.

those same fingers are put in his mouth to be licked clean. junmyeon delights in your taste, wanting to kneel down and shove his face between your legs and eat you out for the next hour. but, time is real and neither of you have a lot of it, so with deft fingers, he pulls your underwear down your legs. junmyeon parts your legs and stands between them, wrapping them around his waist.

you only smile up at him and lock your ankles behind his back, lurching him forward. you pull him down to you by the beck, sliding your hands down to the front of his open shirt to grab onto it. “love you,” he mumbles against you mouth, littering kisses on the corner of your lips and onto your jaw.

you murmur ‘love you too’, before propping yourself up and moving to push his boxers down. “need you, myeonnie. want you,” you whine, sliding yourself to the edge of the desk. you thread your hands into the back of his hair and press insistent kisses to his exposed neck and chest.

junmyeon unclasps your bra and pulls it off your arms to toss behind you. “i’ve got you, baby,” he says, wrapping one arm around your middle and holding the base of his dick with his free hand. he guides himself into your entrance and your lips part when he pushes the head in. “i’ve got you.” he groans, kissing your neck.

your arms wrap around his shoulders and you clutch him tightly against you, anchoring yourself to something as he harshly thrusts into you. you cry out his name, burying your face in his neck to keep quiet. junmyeon gently cradles the back of your neck and lies you flat on the desk, planting one hand flat near your head while the other gropes your breast.

clenching around him, you whine and reach for him, wanting to be closer. “what, baby?” he pants, indulging in you and leaning down to be closer like you want.

“i miss you,” you whine, turning your head and kissing the inside of his wrist. junmyeons heart swells, like a balloon being filled with helium.

“yeah?” he asks, lifting himself off of you in order to stare down at you. “you miss me stuffing you full of my cock? can’t go a day without it?” your face burns, embarrassment flooding your body because, yes.

junmyeon blows his bangs out of his eyes but they fall back in place. he let’s go of your hip to brush his hair back into place, smirking down at you when he catches you gazing up at him with your mouth in the shape of an ‘o’. “gonna cum for me, baby?” he asks, pulling at your bottom lip.

you nod, your head in a daze. junmyeon keeps pounding into you, even long after you cum for the second time. he fucks your release back into you, never slowing down until he comes himself. you cross your legs at the ankles around his back and hold him there, letting him cum inside of you.

he sighs out your name and hangs his head, his hair dangling in front of your face. you push it out of the way and kiss his forehead, your nails raking up his lower back.

junmyeon kisses you once before pulling out of you and grabbing the box of tissues that sit on the side table. he wipes himself off before doing the same for you, tossing the soiled papers away and helping you off of the desk.

you prance around his office naked, in search of your clothes that are strewn around the room. you find your bra and blouse, quickly slipping them back on. “baby, have you see my underwear?” you ask, squatting down to look on the floor.

you hear a small gust of air above you and stand up, your red panties lying on the center of his desk. picking them up, you grimace when you feel their dampness and set them back down. you quickly find your skirt and slip it on, underwear be damned.

junmyeon catches you by the waist and pulls you against him, his shirt still unbuttoned. he holds your tightly against him, kissing your neck and then your lips. “you know the meeting was just business, baby,” he says reassuringly.

“i know,” you reply, placing a hand on his cheek.

“and nobody is getting fired,” he says, peering down at you. you roll your eyes and press a hard kiss to his lips before slipping out of his embrace to step into your heels. “im not firing yerim, either.”

you run your hand through your hair, shaking it out as you slip your hands through. “we’ll see,” you say, the sweet wife role being replaced back with the shark, the one everybody knows you by.

“y/n,” he says, following after you as you walk around his desk to pull out the mirror you started keeping in here. you set it up and check your appearance to make sure your makeup isn’t messed up.

“baby?” you question, flicking your eyes up to him before looking back down at your reflection, turning your head to the other side. he leans over his desk and you look up at him again, an eyebrow raised.

“nobody is getting fired, okay?”

you smile up at him, as sweet as pie, a stark difference to how you actually feel. “whatever you say, mr. kim.”

#exo imagines #exo scenarios #exo x reader #exo x you #exo smut #junmyeon smut #junmyeon fluff #junmyeon fanfic #junmyeon x reader #junmyeon x you #suho smut #suho x reader #suho x you #suho imagine #junmyeon imagine #ceo!junmyeon #dilf junmyeon #gaslight gatekeep girlboss

[wisteriars]

PRINCESS + YERI!

— warning. vanilla sex, yeri!bottom, fem reader, uso de dildo, smut, sexo lésbico, nipple play e mais. . .

— word count. 1.518K

— plot. yeri é a sua menina especial, atende todos os seus pedidos, até mesmo os mais indecentes possíveis, mas vem sendo uma menina muito malcriada.

• • •

o que houve com a sua yeri fofinha? que obedecia todas as suas ordens e não te deixava sem o seu agradinho, a sua garota estava longe demais rindo alto e jogando papo fora com algumas “amigas”.

primeiro que você havia deixado bem claro que essas amigas delas não eram boa companhia, segundo que o combinado era apenas vocês duas, apenas vocês, mas não adianta nada, sempre faz isso para provocar você, mas hoje, você promete que ela não escapa, nas outras vezes ela usava algo como desculpas esfarrapadas ou os olhinhos de gatinhos fofos.

— “ye, vamos hum? temos que sair amanhã, não podemos chegar tarde em casa” avisou para a mulher calma e baixinho apenas para ela ouvir, mas a mesma levantou e falou mais alto. — “eu não quero ir agora, você pode ir na frente e eu peço para a joy me levar” falou e você logo levantou também, queria levar ela para casa e fazê-la pagar por isso, sempre faz questão de mencionar o nome da garota que você mais tem ranço de todo aquele grupinho, pois ela está sempre dando em cima da sua menina e faz de tudo para que aconteça uma briga entre o casal, inclusive a mesma já teve um caso com a sua yeri, viu quando ela tinha um sorriso quase invisível em seu rosto, ela amava quando isso acontecia, logo a mesma levantou e fingiu uma preocupação. —“pode deixar que eu levo ela, eu avisei que ela poderia ir comigo, mas se isso for atrapalhar é melhor ela ir com você..” falou passando o braço por cima dos ombros da garota em sua frente, já a yeri não ficou nada contente com a fala da amiga. — “mas jojoy… eu quero ver os seus peixinhos novos que você comprou” a mesma falou com um biquinho nos lábios, você apenas respirou fundo e ignorou as falas da mesma estava tão irritada, mas tão irritada que poderia matá-la naquele momento. — “bom, se for assim, você pode ir com a sooyoung, mas caso mude de ideia rápido, eu vou estar esperando no carro apenas por cinco minutos!” falou e pegou a bolsa, yeri achou que você iria demonstrar mais ciúmes ou que ia ter um ataque, mas você ignorou todas as táticas dela.

já dentro do carro estava querendo voltar lá e fazer a garota pagar da pior forma possível, mas desistiu quando escuta a porta abrir e bater não tão forte rapidamente, já olhando para mesma sente o cheiro horrível de bebida barata invadir o seu nariz e o perfume horrível da joy, olhou para o rosto dela que tinha um sorrisinho idiota no rosto. — “achei que fosse explodir lá, quando chegar em casa vai me bater?” você apenas a ignorou e deu partida no carro, olhava de vez em quando para a figura ao seu lado com um olhar mortal, estava querendo matá-la ali mesmo, yeri sabia disso, queria te irritar o máximo para que depois descontasse nela. — “vai me ignorar agora? só porquê eu preferia ir com a jojoy?” continuou dirigindo. — “sabe amor, naquela hora que você saiu ela tinha me chamado pra ir na casa dela pra fuder e voltar a ser a bonequinha dela… mas eu desistir” você apenas murmurou um “hum” e continuou dirigir, a garota que estava do seu lado estava inquieta, sempre soltava indireta ou subia mais o vestido para provocá-la. — “você desliga o carro, eu vou entrar.” apenas falou isso e saiu do carro.

ambas já haviam tomado banho, cada uma em um banheiro diferente, você com os cabelos úmidos penteava os mesmo, olhando para o espelho e percebia que a mulher atrás mexia no celular e soltava algumas gargalhadas altas. — “ye, eu estou tão cansada… você poderia fazer massagem em mim?” falava mas a garota ignorou você, odiava quando isso acontecia, já estava perdendo a paciência com ela, levantou rápido a cada passo era possível demostrar o ódio que estava sentindo dela. — “eu não estou pedindo, eu estou mandando kim yerim” falou pegando a mas nova e apertando o pescoço. — “você sabe que odeio essa sua malcriação, o que eu fiz ein? o que deu em você pra ficar me desobedecendo!?” estava com raiva muita raiva. — “mamãe… eu gosto quando você me fode com raiva, é bem melhor…” a mais nova falava com dificuldade, apenas soltei seu pescoço e deitei na cama.

deitou de costa para mesma na tentativa de dormir ou pelomenos estava querendo dormir, mas o ser que estava do seu lado não queria saber disso. — “yeri, me diga o que você quer, você está se remexendo e está me atrapalhando!” a mais nova te abraçou e tocou em seus seios por cima da blusa, sabia muito bem o que era. — “eu quero mamar mamãe” falava manhosinha, você apenas se virou pra ela e a olhou brava. — “vai lá pedir a sua ‘jojoy’ eu não vou te dar peitos…” yeri soltou uma risada um pouco escandalosa, ela sabia que você estava brava. — “mas amor… eu não quero ela, eu quero você e apenas você, deixa eu mamar neles, hum?” falava isso enquanto subia um pouco a blusa acima dos seus seios, como estava sem sutiã a mais nova aproveitou, deixou beijinhos na barriga e subia cada vez mais. — “eu não sei se devo fazer isso, está tão malcriada, você não merece meus peitos…” falava mexendo nos cabelos dela. — “eu prometo voltar a ser a sua menina linda, prometo que serei a sua menina especial…” falava com os olhinhos brilhantes, logo puxou os cabelos dela pra que botasse na boca os seus seios. — “eu quero suas massagens aí… seja uma menina boazinha e me obedeça”.

depois de um tempo a mais nova estava à cada vez mais solta, mordia, lambia e chupava forte, os seus seios, você apenas murmurava baixinho o nome dela, ela amava, estava bom, a garota estava em cima de você passeava a mão pelo seu corpo, a única coisa que cobria vocês era o lençol que estava em cima de ambas, enquanto isso a mesma se esfregava em uma das suas coxas gemia baixinho, estava sentindo molhar ela cada vez mais. — “vem cá… deixa a mamãe ver como está a sua bocetinha, hum?” falava passando as mãos pelos cabelos loiros, a mesma apenas parou de chupar murmurava algo que você não conseguia escutar, mais sabia que ela não havia gostado, com a boceta da mesma na altura de seus seios, te fez suspirar, estava molhada tão molhadinha, que tolinha, estava assim apenas esfregando nela? passou um de seus dedos pela boceta da mais nova e ela estremeceu. — “está assim tão rápido? aposto que não vai aguentar eu fudendo você ou vai?” os olhos da garota se tornaram cintilantes, você sorriu para a mesma também, enfiou dois dedinhos, o que fez a mais nova suspirar. — “eu aguento mamãe… você pode meter em mim, eu deixo” você sorriu, como assim. — “haha… você é tão engraçada minha menininha, você deixa? quem disse que você manda aqui?” parou os movimentos e deu um tapa em cima do clítoris inchado. — “a sua boceta é minha, quem manda aqui sou eu!”

tirou a mais nova de cima de você com cuidado e abriu a gaveta onde escolheu um dos brinquedos que ela gosta e um plug anal. — “anda vira o rabinho pra mamãe” falou e logo a mesma fez o que você pediu, passou o plug pela a sua boceta na intenção de molhar com o mel da garota, o que deixou todo molhadinho. — “eu vou enfiar devagarinho tá amor?” falou enfiando devagar, mas ela estava impedindo. — “amor, solta, solta bebê…” falava alisando as nádegas da garota. — pronto bebê, já foi, já foi” desferiu beijos entorno da bunda da mesma, ela logo se virou pra você com os olhinhos chorosos. — “logo vai passar bebê, agora senta aqui amor” falou apontando para baixo. — “mas vai doer…” você pegou a garota e deixou beijinhos pelo rosto da mesma.

— “mamãe… mais rápido, mais, mais ma-mãe” a garota falava em baixo de você, já tinha comido ela em todas as posições possíveis, de lado, costa, frente, todas. — “ mais? você quer mais minha princesa?” falou indo devagar fazendo com que ela não gostasse. — “então fala pra mamãe, fala, fala pra mamãe que eu sou a melhor que aquela idiota da sooyoung, hum? fala e a mamãe faz o que você quiser” parou as estocadas deixando beijinhos pelo pescoço da mesma. — “mamãe…não fale assim da joy” falava defendendo a amiga. — “então se prefere a sua amiguinha eu vou pa-” a mais nova te interrompeu. — “mamãe… eu te amo” falou, você sorriu. — “mamãe, você é melhor que a sooyoung…. mas por favor mais rápido” enfiou na mesma dessa vez mais rápido e forte o que a fez soltar um gemido alto, desferindo beijos pelo pescoço e peitos da menor, chupava a carne da garota.

— “a mamãe promete ser mais cuidadosa na próxima” falou fazendo carinho na garota que te abraçava, estava tão boba e incapaz de falar se quer uma única palavra. — “não quero que isso aconteça de novo, okay? você é minha e apenas minha!”

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