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bbyquokka · 2 years

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DID YOU SEE CHANS FIT AND THESE BLACK HEART HANDCUFFS?!?!?!??

Would you please be able to write something about him and these handcuffs bc I’m??? Going crazy???

It doesn’t have to be full on smut whatever you’re comfy with :) thank you in advance and I love you in advance!!❤️

AHSKS. THIS MAN MAKES ME FERAL!!! anyways.. 🥴 ty for your request and for being patient! i hope this is what you wanted and let me know what you think! i love you too!! 🖤🤞🏻

Handcuffs ➶-͙˚ ༘✶

➥ pairing: Bang Chan x gn!Reader

➥ genre: smut [suggestive] MDNI

➥ synopsis: after watching chan perform on stage, you meet him in the backroom where things get heated between you both

➥ warnings: suggestive, pet name [ pup ]

➥ words: 751

➥ have a request? send it to me here. read my rules to learn about my guidelines before submitting requests

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Nervously anticipating, you shuffled around on the spot. the stage was ready and waiting, props set up to create a background and make it look more aesthetically pleasing.

The mumblings of fans filled the area, light sticks at the ready. The stage lights dimmed down catching the attention of the fans and causing them to scream. You smiled, feeling that bubble of excitement in your stomach as the music for CASE 143 started playing.

The screams grew louder once the boys were shown on stage, looking as handsome as ever. You too, also joined in with the screaming. Your eyes glanced over at the members until they landed on Chan.

You scanned his body, thanking the stylists for dressing him in denim, whilst cursing them at the same time as his denim jacket would ride up, showing his perfectly toned abs. Your eyes fell on a certain prop that hung on his belt loop – black handcuffs.

You know it's part of the concept, however, it made you feel somewhat excited as your mind faced the many thoughts Chan and you could do with just handcuffs.

Your smile grew even bigger, screams even louder. You joined in with the fan chants, screaming as loud as you could when a new member started singing their part to show them your love.

"One Four Three, I love you!" Chan's eyes scanned the crowd, smiling massively once he saw you. He made a finger heart to you in which you responded back. As soon as the cameras stopped rolling, the boys relaxed. Chan looked at you, nodding his head in the direction of the backroom, indicating to meet him there.

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"Mhm, you did so well chan!" You whispered against his lips. His hands on the wall situated by your head, trapping you as his body pressed against yours gently.

"Did you like the performance, pup?" Before you could respond, Chan's lips were back on yours in a passionate, love filled kiss. You guided your hands up and under his denim jacket, your cold fingertips coming into contact with his hot skin.

Goosebumps arise on his skin, the contrast between hot and cold making him grunt softly. The sweat that coated Chan's body lightly coated your fingertips. You traced his abs with your fingers, humming at the study texture.

"Think I'll have to personally thank your stylist." Chan chuckled softly against your lips, his hands coming down from the wall to grip your waist.

"Oh really? And why's that, pup?" Chan questioned before his plump lips found the skin of your neck. He kissed and sucked, leaving small purple bruises alongside your delicate skin. You tilted your head to the side, allowing him to devour more of you. You hummed at the contact, closing your eyes slowly

"Because they dress you so well Chan. You always look so handsome and hot." A deep chuckle rippled from his throat, vibrating on the skin of your neck "Especially when they decide to give you handcuffs."

You hooked your finger between the plastic chain of the cuffs that was hooked on his belt loop. Chan pulled away from your neck, looking down as you tugged the cuffs.

"They're noting special, pup. Just some plastic cuffs that fit with the concept."

"They might just be plastic cuffs to you chan." You leant in, standing on your tiptoes so you could whisper in his ear "but imagine all the fun we could have with them."

Chan audibly swallowed, his adam's apple bobbing. "What do you have in mind, pup?"

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe you could take me home, cuff my hands together and use me as much as your heart desires." You spoke innocently, smirking as Chan bit his bottom lip softly. You could see his mind working a mile a minute as he thought about the possibilities.

"Or" Chan spoke, taking the cuffs off his belt loop. You watched him, waiting for him to finish his sentence. Your eyes widened as Chan turned you around. He grab your wrists and placed them behind your back as he cuffed them together

"Or we could do it here instead. There's no one here for a while so we won't get caught, however–" Chan pulled your hips out and parted your legs by placing his foot in-between yours. He caressed the curve of your ass, humming softly. He leant over you, his crotch pressed against your ass as he whispered in your ear

"It's more fun if we get caught."

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bitchofdarkness · 2 months

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"I, Jung Ye-seul, need to lighten this depressing mood. Get up!"

Choi Sung-soo - Stranger plays in the background as they dance.

#sweet home 2 #jung ye seul #bong sun hwa #yang hye ji #yoon se ah #bod gifs #bitchofdarkness gifs #bitchofdarkness edits #kdrama netflix #sweet home netflix #sweet home #managed to find motivation to do this edit #when I tell you my PS took a nosedive uncountable times during...

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leatherbookmark · 2 months

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DICON №18 #æverythingz BeNatural

#shrimp edits #ateez #atz:ot8 #orders a fuckingly expensive photobook -> immediately boots up ps to edit the preview photos because they're too fucking washed out #where are warm and saturated colors. do we not like joy anymore. are we to be ghosts of our past selves even when chilling with the lads?#now that i think about it i could have amped the vibrance even more... if you think these look pale well. Well #san and wooyo and sorta hwa win this one simply on the basis of not looking like they forgot to take off their sheet masks before the shoot #I JEST but i also genuinely adore their skintones so ;w;#kpop

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dilebe06 · 11 months

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My Top Female Characters of 2023

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yeoandmoon · 11 months

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i found the cure to growing older (and you're the only place that feels like home) ( hongjoong x fem!reader )

you're destined to follow park seonghwa. that's how it's been your whole life, and you'd prefer to keep it that way - thank you very much. it doesn't really come as a surprise to anyone when you follow him across the country to seoul to join the lucrative music industry, but perhaps the real surprise comes in the form of seonghwa's 5'8, pink-haired leader - kim hongjoong - and the late night studio visits that he's prone to.

smut, idolverse, producer!reader, friends with benefits, childhood bestie!seonghwa, a lot of music references (both joong and reader are little music snobs), implied seongjoong x reader (if u squint), studio sex, come eating, fingering, clit play, praise kink, bratty hongjoong, marking kink, implied dacryaphilia, wc is 3.1k

note: :) hiiiiiiiii (louder than anyone else) it has been a while! ngl here - this might be a little rusty! but i hope you all still enjoy it :) title is from i slept with someone in fall out boy, and all i got was this stupid song written about me by fall out boy! (ps. shoutout to the girl at blenz who watched me down a peppermint matcha and then go crazy writing the second part of this)

You owed a lot to Park Seonghwa.

You owed him far more than the cheap soju and street side corn dogs you bought him on nights out, despite listening to him whine that he had the idol money and could easily buy for both of you.

Seonghwa had gotten you the job at KQ Entertainment after a drunken night of you musing to him that no one in all of Seoul was hiring musicians, and you were about ready to pack up and move back with your grandma (who had been, in fact, right about moving to the big city) in the countryside. He helped you settle in the small studio full of instruments and sheet music, and he spent time with you around his busy schedules & hectic idol life.

(“It’s like you’re deliberately trying to keep me by your side, Hwa.”

“I did promise your grandmother I’d make sure Seoul didn’t chew you up and spit you back out, didn’t I?”)

He pushed you hard on quiet days, and would sit on the dingy little loveseat on the far side of your studio while he filled you in on random idol drama and rumors that filled the music show halls. Seonghwa would sometimes patiently watch you record instrumentals for songs, and go through demos the company would send you. He’d laugh at the jokes you’d crack about the bad demos, and sometimes you two would produce silly little raps & songs for the demos - seeing if you could somehow save the tone deaf beats & loud guitars that filled the GarageBand app.

Those were the days you longed for; the days you missed with your sweet best friend.

You understood the high school days once filled with old Fall Out Boy songs and pepero sticks were long gone, but you still tried to cling to the remnants that remained in your life.

Perhaps then, it would only make sense that Seonghwa would be the one to introduce you to Hongjoong - KQ’s Golden Boy and his closest friend within the idol world. In Seonghwa’s mind, this was a logical friendship. You two were ‘similar’ and ‘weirdly into music’, Seonghwa would tell you while on early morning coffee runs. He would grin at you when you raised an eyebrow at him.

“‘Weirdly into music?’ You’re the one with your face plastered onto subway cars, Mister Global Idol.”

(The small quips didn’t stop Seonghwa’s mission, though.

“I want you to meet someone.” He had told you, stalking into your cluttered studio one day.

A familiar figure followed Seonghwa through the door, his small stature dwarfed by your best friend. Kim Hongjoong was a colourful man. His hair was a vibrant blue, and his nails were painted a hot pink. He wore a backwards dad hat with the picture of a pastel coloured bass on it and a corny saying that you couldn’t quite catch before he looked up at you with bright eyes.

“So, you’re the one who produced the One Direction and Fix On remix?”)

After all, Seonghwa knew you better than anyone else. He knew all your deep secrets, and happy moments; he knew the things that made you tick and the things that brought you joy. So - maybe that was why you didn’t find yourself surprised when, none other than Seonghwa’s pick himself, Kim Hongjoong showed up outside your studio at 3 in the morning a mere few nights after being introduced; maybe that’s why it didn’t entirely baffle you when he placed a pile of cds ranging from newly released hip hop to eighties new wave, & everything in between, and asked your opinion on each and every cd in the pile. You soon found yourself arguing over the cultural shift you felt ‘Jolene’ brought, and cackling over Hongjoong’s Matty Healy impressions.

Maybe that was why you weren’t surprised when he reached over and kissed you hard while a Shinee song played from your old MacBook and drowned out the soft moans that soon filled the small studio space.

Perhaps it was the late nights that followed the ‘Shinee Incident’; or, perhaps it was the fact you were both workaholics. You knew you should talk to Hongjoong outside of the oasis you felt you two had built yourselves within the rooms of KQ Entertainment, but sometimes you found the quietness of your late night rendezvous and stolen daytime kisses in the empty practice rooms was easier than the loud bustle of the Seoul streets and the distractions that came with Hongjoong leading a loud group of 20-something year old men.

You could also think of a hundred more reasons why you and Hongjoong kept meeting like this, but you were also content with just ignoring it and accepting whatever was going on until it was over.

[ from: hongjoong :) ] are you around??? [ from: hongjoong :) ] i can hear you playing with the piano. lol

Just like clockwork, you thought when your phone lit up.

The bright little clock on your phone reads 03:19, and the piano you were working on was nearly finished. You were tired and craving your own bed; your ass hurt from the hard bench you had been sitting on for hours at that point. Despite that, you still found yourself reaching for your phone.

[ to: hongjoong :) ] yea im next door [ to: hongjoong :) ] :-)

Maybe you were craving something else too; maybe part of you was desperate for human affection, and you knew Hongjoong could give you that.

[ from: hongjoong :) ] :-)

(One could only take so much of the vibrator tucked away in their nightstand, of course.)

There was a shuffling in the hallway before the outline of Hongjoong appeared in the stained glass of the instrumental studio’s door. You watched the doorknob slowly turn before Hongjoong peeked his head into the room, a dark green beanie covering his faded pink hair. He smiled, and you swore his eyes always brightened at the sight of you.

“Hi.” You say, wincing at the exhaustion evident in your voice.

Hongjoong stepped into the studio, his eyes glancing around at the array of instruments surrounding you both before stopping back to where you sat on the piano stool.

“Hi.” He echos, stepping further into the room.

He’s wearing a tan hoodie that has little purple butterflies flying up the sleeve - and for a brief moment - you think it’s so sweet and so Hongjoong that you almost don’t want him to take it off. Then, he takes another step towards you and you see how his eyes darken as they take in the way your own hoodie is falling off your shoulder, exposing the lace black camisole and deep purple bra strap underneath. Something in his look stirs you, and you feel your cheeks begin to heat up as you look at the man in front of you.

“How’s the comeback going?” Your words crack, and you know your cheeks must be burning.

“It’s good,” Hongjoong says, his tone confident while he keeps his eyes on you, and pulls the hoodie over his head. A dark brown t-shirt is revealed, stretching across his chest and riding up enough to reveal to you the boxer band peeking from under his jeans. He throws the hoodie in the general direction of your computer chair and a smile plays at his lips, “Hwa and I are recording part of the rap tomorrow.”

He takes a step forward as he speaks, and you can hear the way his own words crack as he speaks so casually about your shared friend.

You know he needs this as much as you do - if the thick bulge in his jeans says anything about Hongjoong’s current state of mind.

You force yourself to pull away from blatantly checking him out and look up at him, “Did you happen to get that song I sent you?”

Hongjoong takes another step forward. “The Counting Crows one?”

“‘A Long December,’” you move to get up from the piano bench.

Hongjoong is suddenly on you with a sense of urgency, and the small talk portion of your evening is abruptly finished. “Don’t get up,” he tells you, pushing you back onto the bench.

You see then how affected he really is; his pupils half blown, and his cheeks beginning to match the peach in his hair. “Cute.” The compliment falls from your lips before you can stop yourself, and your hand comes up to cup his cheek.

It delights you the way Hongjoong’s cheek burn at the simple word, and he moves to his knees in front of you, “‘Want you to stay there for me, yeah?” One of his hands moves to rest against your hand on his cheek.

You swallow and nod, not taking your eyes off the man who had managed to pry your legs apart, and was getting comfortable on the floor between them. You’re suddenly aware of your body’s reaction to Hongjoong - how sticky your panties were becoming & how heated your body was beginning to get.

Despite how common this occurrence was becoming, you never seemed to get used to how overwhelming his presence was; how much Hongjoong overtook your senses in every way possible. His hands moved to your waist, and he glances at you again before moving to the waistband of your leggings. His fingers gently slip under the waistband, and he nods to you - a request to move forward.

His fingertips are cool against your skin. They feel nice, you think as you nod to him.

Like most things with Hongjoong, he begins to move with urgency after he receives your consent. He leans up to pull you into a heated kiss as he tugs at your leggings and panties, urging you to shimmy out of them so he can get his hands on your thick thighs and the soaked core that’s between them.

Once exposed to him, one of his hands is immediately between your legs - his thumb pressing into your clit while two of his fingers gently run through your folds, gathering the wetness that lays there and sending your brain into a frenzy of Kim Hongjoong.

You moan into the kiss, and your hands move up to tangle in his hair and pull him closer to you in an attempt to deepen the kiss. He smiles into it, and you just know that if you weren’t too busy kissing the smile away, it would be that impish, cocky smirk he gets every time he succeeds and wins; it’s the same smile he holds every time Ateez wins a music show, and it's the same smile he holds every time he makes you cum. One of his fingers gently breaches your sopping entrance, and you let out another moan against his lips.

“That feel good, love?” Hongjoong laughs against your lips before stealing another kiss.

Before you have a chance to answer, Hongjoong knocks your legs further apart and presses his thumb harder into your clit. His finger pushes into you and all you can do is swear, “Fuck! Hongjoong!”

Hongjoong releases another breathy laugh from his spot below you before pressing kisses down your neck. You feel his other hand begin to crawl up your tummy from its spot on your waist before stopping just as his fingertips hit the wire of your bra - it rests on your soft skin, and he hums against your skin before softly biting down. The sudden sting makes you gasp and your hand in his hair tightens on the strands you were holding, making Hongjoong hiss against you.

“Take it off.” He tells you, his hand coming up over the bra and tugging at the top of the cup to free your tit. His voice is lined with a growl, and his hand on your thigh tightens.

You know there’s bruises forming under Hongjoong’s fingers - adding to the collection of bruises he’s already left along your neck, tummy and anywhere else Hongjoong could possibly mark you. The possibility of them excites you; fills you with a pleasure, and rush of arousal.

His fingers immediately pinch at your nipple and you bite back a particularly loud whine, your hips bucking up against Hongjoong’s fingers. You begin to peel the hoodie off, letting it fall to the floor in front of the piano, while Hongjoong wastes no time to move his hand from your chest and tug the camisole over your head. It quickly joins the hoodie on the floor, and you’re left in only a lacy black bralette for Hongjoong’s hungry eyes.

“Take your shirt off.” You say, locking eyes with him and reaching for the brown fabric, “I wanna see you too.”

The light blush returns to Hongjoong’s cheeks, and you feel a sense of accomplishment rush through your veins. He leans back onto his legs and looks up at you - in the low & warm LED pink lights of your studio, Hongjoong looks pretty. His eyes are dark, and his hair is tousled from your pulling & tugging on it.

“Okay, love,” Hongjoong replies, “just gotta clean up first.”

There’s a small smile playing at Hongjoong’s lips as he moves his hand from your core, and keeps his eyes on you as he brings his hand to his mouth. His eyes flutter shut as he begins to lick his fingers clean, and all you can do is watch in pure pleasure as he licks your juices off his hand. He lets out a small moan, and your eyes widen as another rush of arousal surges through your body.

You tighten your thighs and try - & fail - to conceal the whimper that falls from your lips, and Hongjoong tilts his head in faux confusion. He moves his hand from his mouth, “What’s the matter, sweetie? I just wanted to taste you.”

You’re utterly, and completely, speechless and all Hongjoong can do is giggle from his spot below you.

He leans up to kiss you again, with his (now “clean”) hand coming up and cupping the back of your neck to pull you closer. You kiss him back and part of you revels in the faint taste of yourself on his tongue. Your hands move to the bottom hem of his shirt, and you break the kiss to pull Hongjoong’s shirt over his head.

It’s added to the ever-growing pile of clothes that are gathering at the bottom of the piano.

“You’re gorgeous.” You say, and you can’t help as your eyes rake down Hongjoong’s newly exposed body and the piercing that glints in the light on his left nipple.

Hongjoong’s eyes flash, and his other hand tightens on your thigh again, “Do ya’ think flattery will get you somewhere, sweetie?”

You play along with Hongjoong’s games. You pretend you don’t see the way he gets flustered & bothered when you compliment him, and he pretends not to notice that you like making him feel like that. You couldn’t deny the absolute rush it gave you every time he whined your name at the smallest praise.

You take a deep breath before nodding, “Will you let me cum?” You ask, giving him a pout.

Hongjoong’s cocky smirk is back, and your hands grip the edge of the bench. They’ve become so tight against the wood that you’re sure your knuckles are white; it was your turn to become flustered. Your mind was beginning to fray at the edges with every second that passes of Hongjoong’s intense stare and the way his hands slowly began to move up your thighs again.

He pushes your thighs apart again, and promptly takes his spot back between your legs. He gives you a cheeky smile while you gasp at the cold air against your soaking core; before he pushes you back against the piano and pushes his two fingers back into your hole, chuckling when you let out a cry of his name. The piano keys sound out throughout the room, but Hongjoong ignores it as he drives his fingers harder into you.

If Hongjoong wasn’t so determined to fuck you stupid, perhaps you’d think he was trying to see what notes he could produce every time your back bounces against the keys. Perhaps, just maybe - you’d even suggest turning the microphone on, and recording the notes and moans that’d be produced.

You open your mouth to say something - possibly to beg, possibly to cry for Hongjoong but all thoughts are abandoned when Hongjoong leans forward and takes your clit in his mouth. He sucks on the little nub and you swear your brain goes blank.

You cry out in pleasure, and your hands go down to find purchase in Hongjoong’s hair. He groans against you, one of his hands coming up to hold you waist as you gently rock your hips up against his face.

“Joong…” You plea, “Hongjoong, I’m so close. You feel so good, Joong.”

He adds another finger into you, heightening your pleasure and beginning to scissor them to stretch you out as you gasp, “You’re gonna take my cock after this, right sweetie?”

You nod. It’s all you can really bring yourself to do - although you know you’d do anything for Hongjoong at this moment. You’d probably allow Seonghwa to see you like this, if he wanted you to.

Hell, you’d allow Seonghwa to join in, if Hongjoong asked you too right now.

“Hongjoong, please…”

Hongjoong kisses your cheek, and you flutter your eyes open to find him level with you, “Go on, love. Let it out for me.”

The simple words were all it took for you to come. The overwhelming euphoria of Kim Hongjoong took over your psyche, and you cried his name as you gripped his arms.

You ride out your orgasm while you chant Hongjoong’s name, and he kisses your cheek & jaw. He now stands over you, his hand gently running through your hair as you slowly recover, resting your head on his tummy and reveling in the feeling of his hand in your hair.

It takes a moment to look up at Hongjoong. You’re still panting, and you feel tears on your cheeks begin to settle. He smiles sweetly at you, before leaning down to kiss you - softer than any other point during the night.

“Do you want to keep going?” Hongjoong asks, his hand coming to rest on the back of your neck.

You begin to pull away as your hands come up to undo his belt, “I gotta keep my word, don’t I?” You bite your lip to stop the smile beginning to grow on your face.

#ateez imagines #ateez smut #ateez x reader #kim hongjoong smut #kim hongjoong imagines #ateez scenarios #b.

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brrrkdslek · 2 months

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🎀 𓂃 ࣪˖ DYING WISH

SYPNOSIS : knowing the dangers with mafias roaming downtown recently, your dumbass still decides to take a stroll praying it'd relieve your current stress and struggles. but god had other plans for you as she sends two stress relievers your way. but what you didn't know was that you'd be a great asset to them.

PAIRING : mafia! sanhwa x fem! reader

GENRE : non-idol au, mafia au, mafia members duh, idfk honestly

WARNINGS : smut!!!!, no names mentioned(y/n), yummy hunky men(sanhwa), degradation(hwa), praise(san), face fucking, unprotected, creampie, throatpie, strip tease(?), voyeurism, abused pussy lmao idk

WORD COUNT : 4.2k

YINGLES' NOTES : LMFAO HAPPY (late) BIRTHDAY TO MY FAVOURITE EDITOR EVER!!!1!!11!1!1 @ygswl enjoy yo mega smut bitch ;) ps i almost creamed myself while writing this hehe👉🏻👈🏻

you groaned and flopped onto the bed, this was the fourth time in a row that you didn't win a fancall with your favourite idol. you stared at the ceiling and contemplated your life, is this it? whining over the perfect man that doesn't even know who you are? get a life.

"ugh, i'm trying!" you whined to the voices in your head and slammed your fist against the bed, startling your cat as it jumped up from its spot next to you and meowed at you sassily before it jumped off to some corner in your room you never bothered to clean.

you suddenly sat up and slapped both of your palms onto your cheeks and sighed, "focus! you need to get a grip!" you screamed to no one in particular as you threw the covers off your body and got dressed.

you looked in the mirror and smiled in satisfaction at your lovely outfit; a sleeveless low cut top paired with a cute cropped white jacket. you put on a pair of high-waisted flared jeans and did a small twirl at the mirror.

you decided to take a stroll downtown as you walked down the stairs humming some song that's been stuck in your head since the month before, time really passes by quickly. you jogged towards the kitchen to grab a snack before heading out, eyeing the banana in the fruit bowl as you reached to get it.

your mother emerges from behind you and smacked your hand, making you jump and turn around. "where do you think you're going?" she asked grumpily as she eyed you up and down, still salty you didn't help her prepare dinner.

you chuckled sheepishly and followed behind her as she tossed the bowl of meat she was holding into the pot of boiling water. you gently massaged her shoulders as you coughed, "hah, so uh, what're you making, ma―"

she cut you off and shrugged your hands off her shoulders, "what do you want now?" you stiffened and laughed, "whaaat? pssh, nothing of course..." she eyed you up and down with an eyebrow raised, "looking like that?"

you pursed your lips before taking a deep breath and sighed, "can i go downtown please? nothing serious, just a walk and―" she cut you off again and smacked your arm with the plastic spatula she was holding, "no! are you insane? don't you know about the stupid mafia down there right now?"

she tsked and furrowed her brows, "what's their name? dala dala- no, bala bala...?" you crossed your arms against your chest and grumbled, "it's hala hala, ma..." she rolled her eyes, "whatever, if you die i'll kill you!" she said before walking past you to grab the spices in the cabinet.

you deadpan, "that's not even- whatever, i'm going now." you said as you put your shoes on and heard her hum. "love you ma!" you said before slamming the front door shut and bouncing excitedly as you took a bus downtown.

you haven't been going anywhere for the past month due to work and babysitting your annoying cousins, not that you ever complained since your aunt and uncle paid you generously. it's been a long time since you were downtown and you're excited to see the change made in these few months you've been gone.

you grumbled as you leaned against the brick wall, swirling the kool-aid in your cup as you glanced around the area. it wasn't surprising that everything was still the same, i mean what was there to expect?

but you've already encountered three catcallers and tripped on nothing twice, the second time making mud water splash onto the ends of your new pants, spoiling your mood even more than it already was.

you looked around again and perked up when you saw two delicious looking men in suits turn a corner and into an alleyway.

of course, being nosy as fuck, you followed. tiptoeing quietly, you looked into the alley curiously and felt your heartbeat quicken, this was so enticing.

one of the men was taller and slimmer than the other, hair slicked back and dressed in a suit, any woman that passed would probably fall heal over heels, including you.

the other man was slightly shorter and had wide, and when i say wide, i mean wide shoulders. your expression soured when your eyes trailed down and saw his small waist, his proportions were insane.

the current feeling of infatuation quickly turned into envy as you pouted, wondering how easily these two men looked so effortlessly handsome.

"tonight?" the man with the dorito body asked, "hm, i have no clue how we'll manage to take down valhalla in just one night but i'll figure it out." the taller said sternly, looking as proud and confident as ever.

you scoffed, arrogant prick. the shorter whined and rolled his eyes, "how are we supposed to do that? that little man always has crazy high expectations." the other chuckled at the height joke, "that's how we're able to even rise this high, you know this."

you deadpanned when the dorito man continued to whine in annoyance before he suddenly stopped and turned his head to your directions. thank god for your reflexes cause you retracted your head just in time.

you slapped your hand over your mouth as you slid down the wall, having just realised what dangerous situation you put yourself in. you continued to eavesdrop but furrowed your brows in confusion when you stopped hearing voices.

like an idiot, you poked your head back towards the alleyway and felt your heart jump out of your throat when the two men were much closer now, looming over you with their hands in their pockets.

you shrieked and fell back onto the concrete and breathed heavily, your mouth drying as you desperately tried to speak. the shorter chuckled and squatted down, "what's this? you're a pretty little thing, ain't'cha?" he cooed as his hand came up and stroked your cheek gently, making you blush.

however the taller wasn't amused as his expression remained stoic. "san," his voice was icy cold, sending a shiver down your spine. "you know what to do." the dorito man, san, nodded and got up, feeling his knees crackle.

you glanced at both men that were standing silently before you quickly got up and scurried away, screaming for your life. then, you felt a cloth on your mouth and breathed in a soft scent. and it all went black.

you groaned as your eyes fluttered open softly and gasped when you found yourself in a dark room, a soft purple hue wrapped all around. it seemed like a karaoke room, the interior was absolutely gorgeous, you probably wouldn't be able to afford it if you sold your house.

san tsked and snapped his finger in front of your face, bringing your attention back to him. "hey, focus on me little girl." he mused as you tried to speak, only just realising there was a piece of tape on your mouth.

you began to panic as you wiggled your body around, the ropes around your hands and feet rubbing uncomfortably against your skin, making you whine and whimper.

san rolled his eyes as he stood up, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulled you close towards his face. "i'll remove the tape if you shut up." he said sternly as you slowly quieted down, relaxing onto the chair.

the man hummed as a small smile took over his features, "now that wasn't so hard, was it?" he spoke gently, his voice completely different from his authoritative and demanding one from before.

he liked when he's listened to, got it. you made a mental note not to get on the man's nerves as he ripped off the tape from your mouth with one swift pull, making tears pool in your eyes from the sudden feeling of pain running down your body.

you pursed your lips as an awkward silence takes over the room, the booming music from the two rooms beside you making it slightly less awkward.

"a-are you gonna kill me?" you murmured quietly, cringing slightly when you heard yourself stutter. san bit at the skin of his lips and went silent before sighing, "yes, there isn't any nicer way to put this but you overheard our plans, so that's just how it is. protocol."

you felt your heart beating out of your ribs as the realisations hit you like a ton of bricks. "can't we work something out?" you asked desperately, the words pouring out of your lips like waterfall before you could even process them.

san sighs and leaned back on the long couch, "listen, i'd love to but i can't decide that, only seonghwa can." at the mention of the elder, the door to the room opened and the taller man from before emerges, closing the door behind him.

"you're awake?" the man, whom you've learnt is seonghwa, asked with a bored expression on his face. san was alerted and stood up as seonghwa was practically staring a hole through you.

you gulped and turned your head away as he continued, "i'm assuming you heard everything?" without hesitation, you nodded your head. "then death is necessary." he answered confidently.

you cursed yourself in your head, why do you have to be so honest? you could've made this better for yourself but noooo. your bottom lip trembled as you held your head down, "please, isn't there... something we could work out?" you asked shakily.

the two men held eye contact with each other for a few seconds before seonghwa spoke up, "i'm... gonna go find hongjoong." he murmured before quickly exiting the room, leaving you in more distress as san cursed under his breath.

you felt a tap on your shoulder as you looked up and saw a glass of wine being held towards you. san coughed and looked away, "to calm your nerves..." he mumbled as if he read your mind.

i hummed before taking large gulps of the wine and finishing it with a groan. san swallowed dryly as he chuckled, "you can swallow real good, huh?"

san's tongue darts out to wet his lips as he watches a singular droplet of wine roll down the corner of your lip and down your chin, dripping onto your cleavage and disappearing into the crack.

san's eyes darken, only seeming to have noticed your revealing outfit just then. san hummed as he tilted your chin up, "let me get that for you, beautiful..." he growled lowly before he licks the bead of wine from your chin and to the corner of your mouth.

your breath catches in your throat as you let out a breathy moan, face flushing from the alcohol and how close san was to you.

san pulled back with a groan as he begins to untie the ropes from your wrists and ankles, "y'know what? i'll do you a favour and let your last moment be as enjoyable as possible." he licked his lips.

seonghwa comes back in the room not even five minutes later and sees you knelt onto the ground giving san a blowjob.

seonghwa raised his brow and leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed, "so is this what we're doing now?" he asked san, unamused.

san only let out a low groan as he pushes your head deeper, "yeah, just like that babygirl..." he murmured and moaned lowly, the grip he had on your hair getting tighter and tighter as you hummed, sending vibrations through his body from his cock.

san shivered as he looked up at seonghwa and smirked, showing his pretty dimples. "ya jealous, park?" seonghwa laughed, "me? jealous of you? please, i have other whores that is can get off to." he rolled his eyes.

san cursed under his breath before gripping the sides of your head and slamming his cock down your throat, not only was it big, it was so thick also. your face turned red as you gagged and tried your best to keep your mouth open, feeling your jaw lock in place.

after a few more sloppy thrusts, san cums in your mouth and pulls out. just as you thought it was over, a few more ropes of cum is splayed on your face as you panted.

seonghwa whistled, "two loads just from a blowjob? you're a weak one, san." he scoffed arrogantly. san glared at the older before slicking his hair back, "you wouldn't know how good this little mouth is."

you blushed and stayed in your spot on the floor, feeling the arousal pooling between your thighs. you shifted on your knees as your panties stuck to your crotch uncomfortably, a result of the amount of slick that you guessed was already spread all over.

seonghwa hummed before walking over behind you, the sounds of his leather heels clacking on the ground, even his footsteps sounded elegant.

he tilted your head back and grimaced at the sight of san's cum spread all over your face. his big hand wrapped halfway around your neck as his thumb teased you by the edge of your mouth, "suck." he commanded.

and without another word, you opened your mouth as seonghwa's thumb enters and presses down on your tongue, smirking at your obedience.

san watches from the couch, a bag of chips in his hands as he chomped away. "see, you're liking her now, right?" he mused, chest puffing proudly from being correct.

seonghwa hummed, "obedient and has a pretty face, her features are a mix of sensual and cute, perfect." he muttered under his breath. san could be heard yawning but seonghwa didn't even react, his eyes solely on you, making you incredibly flustered.

seonghwa pulled his fingers out as he pushed san to the side and plopped onto the long couch, his head relaxing into the leather as he gestured for you to come.

you squeaked softly, and got up slowly, feeling the blood slowly come back to your legs as seonghwa patted his lap, "make yourself useful and ride me, slut." he smirked and glared playfully.

you opened your mouth to speak, but no words came out. you were embarrassed but aroused, mostly cause of his degradation. you swallowed dryly before obeying to his words and slowly went over.

as you got closer, seonghwa sat up and licked his lips as he began to unbuckle his belt. seonghwa unzipped his pants before pulling out his cock and stroked it slowly.

while san's dick was more thick and girthy, seonghwa's was longer and slimmer, just like his form. there was also a singular vein that ran down his length prettily, the sight alone made you shiver.

you shivered and watched seonghwa stroke his length as he chuckled lowly, "strip, but make it entertaining. you probably know how with a body like that." he scoffed as his eyes traveled down your form, eyeing your curves and crevices.

you didn't need to be told twice as you took off your jacket first as san whistled in the background. your cheeks heat up as you've never been this revealed in front of others, only in the comforts of your own home.

but your insecurities are washed away when you watch seonghwa stroke his length faster as his eyes traveled along your body, "c'mon, give me more..." he murmured with his brows furrowed, even then he sounded so authoritative.

immediately obeying the elder's words, you hesitated before slowly pulling the tank top over your chest, taking it off completely.

maybe you were fat and maybe you were skinny, but who knows? everyone views your body differently and you didn't know either. all you ever thought was that you were average, but you didn't feel so average under the gaze of two sexy men that are capable of pounding you till the sunrise.

you squeezed your thighs together as your heartbeat picks up, seonghwa notices this and stroked himself harder, squeezing his cock tighter as he groaned and stared holes through your head.

you took that as a sign to keep going as you slowly unzipped your pants, only then realising you wore the cutesy panties out today, never expecting to be performing a striptease for two mafia members.

seonghwa grumbled as he halts his movements, "can't you hurry it up? my dick's about to fall off." he comments harshly as san only chuckles popping a few pieces of chips in his mouth as he passed one to seonghwa, who's already bored as you've stood frozen.

you took in a deep breath as you pushed your pants down in one go, the fabric piling around your ankled as you stood awkwardly, your gaze turning to the interesting looking wall all around you.

san snorted and fell onto the couch dramatically as seonghwa only chuckled, "so adorable..." he murmured. you pursed your lips and blushed furiously, feeling seonghwa eat you up with his eyes.

he finally moved and rubbed the tip of his cock with his thumb as you water in awe. seonghwa pressed down and moaned, throwing his heda back from pleasure and blushing from the way you were staring.

seonghwa stopped his movements when he felt himself twitching as he breathes out, "come." just that one word sent a shiver down your spine as you immediately complied and moved on top of his lap, facing the male.

you could feel your heart hammering into your ribs as your hands placed themselves awkwardly onto seonghwa's shoulders.

the male shuddered as he pushed your hips down right onto his hardened cock. the feeling of your crotches rubbing together made seonghwa's breath hitch. he became even more aroused at the thought that the only thing separating the two were the thin fabric of your underwear.

you whimpered and felt your lower half jolt from the sudden friction of seonghwa's cock. you tested the waters and began to grind your clothed pussy onto his cock, watching in fascination as the foreskin moved up and engulfed the tip of his cock before moving back down.

seonghwa could feel the weens from your underwear and smirked, gripping your hips tighter and rocking them faster. "faster," seonghwa demanded as he groaned and threw his head back, "yeah, just like that- fuckin' whore..."

you picked up the pace, his degrading words serving as an encouragement for you to keep going. you would've forgotten that san was also in the room if not for his sudden groan. turning your head to the side, you blush harder at the sight of san stroking his hard-on, all while staring intensely with those dark eyes.

seonghwa grumbled and gripped your chin, his hand engulfing your entire jaw as he turned your head back and thrusted his hips up, making your panties push into your pussy slightly.

you let out a soft squeak as seonghwa growled lowly, "focus on me, bitch. you'll be riding my dick soon, so just be patient." he announced in an authoritative tone. that got you going as you whimpered softly and nodded your head, "y-yes sir."

seonghwa groaned, his cock twitching from how obedient you were being. "fuck, i can't take this any longer." he grumbled before suddenly halting your movements and pulling your hip upwards, you were taken aback by his actions but nonetheless complied.

seonghwa used one hand to move your soaking panties to the side, purring at the sight of your wet folds. you shuddered slightly when the cold air hit your cunt, your whole body was heating up from how exposed you were right now.

seonghwa rubbed his thumb over your clit as he chuckled lowly, "so wet already? thought i needed to prep you more, guess you're ready to take my cock..." he mumbled excitedly.

seonghwa gave his length a few more pumps before rubbing it against your folds, loving the way you whined and squirmed as he teased you. "p-please sir, don't tease me..." you whimpered softly and seonghwa felt his body grow weak with your begging.

you gasped and gripped onto seonghwa's shoulder as he pushed his cock all the way in without giving you a second to adjust. slamming his hips upwards, your thighs began to tremble as you panted, drool so close to dripping from your mouth.

you shifted on seonghwa's lap a bit, feeling his cock poking out of your tummy with the way it curled inside. seonghwa looked down and smirked seeing a small, barely noticeable bulge on your lower stomach.

finally catching your breath, you began to slowly move your hips up and down with the help of seonghwa's hands on your hips. he had to physically hold back from being too rough as it was pretty obvious that it was your first time taking a cock as big as his.

you thighs shook as you slowly began to move by yourself, your hands on seonghwa's shoulder to keep yourself steady. seonghwa smirked as he let his hands roam all over your body,you closed your eyes and let your body melt into seonghwa's touch along with his dick pounding deep inside you.

seonghwa began to grow more and more aroused as his hands trailed down and gripped your ass, humming from how your flesh spills from his fingers. he licked his lips before thrusting upwards roughly with the help of his hold on your asscheek.

you let out a loud moan at the sudden thrust and slap your hand over your mouth, feeling your drool trickle down your chin. you gripped onto seonghwa's shirt, creating crinkles around your fist.

you stuttered through your moans with each thrust, your body squirming and trembling as seonghwa stared up at you, absolutely entranced by the sight before him.

you were snapped out of your trance when your face was suddenly tilted upwards. soft moans continued to leave your mouth as san smirked and cupped your cheek, opening your mouth with his thumb as he smirked, his dimple showing on one side.

"open." san said softly, his tone was gentle and sweet unlike seonghwa's; authoritative and demanding. you gulped before opening your mouth slowly, san smiled and let his thumb press against the inside of your cheek, making you whine softly.

san licked his lips as he hummed, "you think you can take my cock down your throat, pretty girl?" you stuck your tongue out and moaned wantonly as you nodded.

san smiles softly as he takes out his throbbing cock and slaps it onto your face, "open wide, princess." he sang as tilts your head further back and slips his cock into your mouth, groaning at the feeling of your warm mouth.

san thrusts slowly at first as you adjusted to his size, already gagging and feeling it hard to breathe with his cock just halfway in. san hums before pushing the rest of his length down your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat making him shiver.

seonghwa tsked at how your attention wasn't on him anymore and quickly picked up the pace, thrusting his hips upwards at an animalistic pace and made eye contact with san as the younger hummed, understanding instantly.

you whined in a high pitch and sent vibrations through san's cock making the other shudder. san rested his hands on the side of your head before starting to thrust in and out, matching seonghwa's fast pace, making your head spin.

your whole body was trembling from how overstimulating this was. you felt like you couldn't breathe as your sight began to turn a bit hazy. seonghwa moaned lowly as your velvety walls clenched around him as he thrusted harder, hitting your prostate.

san was the same as he was starting to get addicted to your mouth, he knew it barely fit in your mouth and how tight your lips wrapped his length made him more turned on. he continued to slam his cock down your throat, feeling precum spill with each time his tip hit the back of your throat.

your face was beet red and you could feel san's precum dripping down your throat, and you could do nothing but let your body be used by these two men. but hey, this was better than dying, right?

seonghwa's thrusts became sloppier and slower as he let out his loud deep inside you not without cursing and moaning lowly. san was right behind him and fucked your face harshly before his seed was slipping inside your mouth, some of it running down your chin with how much he came.

with trembling thighs, you pulled out of seonghwa with a moan as the both of you watched his cum drip down your swollen cunt. seonghwa felt his heart beat faster at the sight and his soft dick hardened up within a second.

he quickly pulled you back onto his dick as you squealed, still overstimulated from before. "one more round..." seonghwa says breathlessly as he began to rock your hips, making you whine softly.

san followed along and tilted your face backwards, arching your back once again as he lathered his, still dripping cock onto your face. "i might need one more round also..." he chuckled awkwardly with red cheeks.

this was gonna be a long night...

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Manners

February Filth Fest : Day Five

Park Seonghwa x fem reader x Kim Hongjoong

a/n: this was originally day ten but i got inspired and went to town. ps this is pretty long cause i went WAY overboard. probably the longest and dirtiest thing i've ever written. this isn't even all of it i had to cut it in half for my own sanity. what can i say? the matz brain rot is REALLLLYYY getting to me

part two: read it here

✫彡wordcount: 3k

"Where's your manners, Sweetie?"

(>ᴗ•)genre:

smut w/o plot

ಠ_ಠwarning/contents:

not edited, threesome, poly relationship, dom hwa, sub hj, switch reader, so many pet names i can't even list them all tbh, m&m action, blowjob&handjob, spit play, spit like everywhere, degradation and name calling, praise, cum swapping, unprotected(don't do that whoops), edging, nipple play, light slapping, face sitting, hair pulling, choking, intense emotional relationship (they love each other sm ❤️‍🩹) , hand holding, forehead touches(SHES BACK BITCHES)

good god what the hell star

tags: @cherryxsang @k-drizzle

SMUT UNDER CUT MDNI

"You're so good to me," Seonghwa mumbles into your neck. "So good under me like this, taking it so well."

With your boyfriend Hongjoong out and about in town, you took the opportunity to have some quality time between the two of you.

You'd been together for almost a year now but you've never all been together. It was always a duo. But when you hear the front door unlock down the hall, you have a feeling that tells your relationship is about to take the next step.

"Hwa," you start, breathlessly, "Joong's home, we-"

The bedroom door opens and cuts you off. "Jesus!" Hongjoong yells, spinning in circles with his hands over his eyes as if he's seen something he's not supposed to have. "My bad, I'll just be on my way-" He bumps into the half open door, stumbling with one of his hands over his eyes as the other feels around.

You laugh into Seonghwa's shoulder, from where he pulled you up to hide you when he heard the door. He slowly lays you back onto the pillows and pulls out of you, calling for your boyfriend.

"Why are you acting like you haven't seen us before?"

"Well, uhm..."

"C'mere, Joongie," you call for him, giggling as Seonghwa closes your knees together and rubs them gently. He makes his way to the bedside slowly, trying and failing to keep his eyes off the two of you. "Are you flustered, Baby?" You ask him as he kneels to be face to face with you. He doesn't say anything, eyes trailing down your body to Seonghwas. "Are you horny?"

His head perks up like a lost puppy, wide eyes staring right at you. "What?"

"Seeing us like this? Did it get you hard?" You lift up off the bed and reposition your torso to dangle off the edge, hand slowly headed for his pants. Over the rough denim, you can feel his bulge forming. You mock a laugh, smirking at him, "of course you did, my little pervert. Bet you knew what we were doing, huh?"

"Baby, no-"

"Hwa," you turn and rest your hand on your fist, "what do you think? Our Joongie is so perverted for me, but now he's acting all shy!"

Seonghwa is taken aback by your behavior towards Hongjoong. When you're with him, you're nothing but sweet and subby. But something in the way you just wrapped Joong around your little finger has him excited. "He's a pervert, all right. Maybe seeing both his Babies is just too much. Maybe we should put our clothes o-"

"No, no! I mean- I don't, I didn't mean to... interrupt or anything."

You and Seonghwa share a smirk before turning towards him.

"Well, in that case, we'll just get back to it?" You laugh as you feel him lift your hips up. You stare into Hongjoongs soul as Seonghwa slides effortlessly back into your wet cunt. Your smile drops into an open jaw as you feel the stretch of his girth. "So big, Hwa, feels so good."

You reach out to Hongjoong and he wraps his fingers into yours in a millisecond flat. "Hwa," you inquire, "can I kiss him?" You didn't want to push him, he was usually very possessive in the bedroom and you don't know if it will extend to your boyfriend.

His hands trails over your ass and down your back before he pushes your shoulders down and makes your lips connect with his. You moan into his lips as he sets an easy pace. Seeing the two of you, the two people he's given his whole heart to, in such a compromising position does something to him.

Of course he's seen the two of you kiss. Of course he has. The three of you can't stay away from each other for the love of God.

But like this? Fingers twisted together so tightly that you loose color? Tongues lapping at each other desperately? Spit accumulating between you? Not even pulling away to breath? Like you need each other more than you need oxygen?

He's never seen something more beautiful.

"Hongjoong," he speaks up, breaking the spell you're under. "Do you want to fuck her?"

"Yes," he says instantly, looking up past you to see him. The vision of his boyfriend gripping his girlfriend's ass is burned into his memories, stored and filled to one of the most powerful images he's ever seen.

"Manners, Joong."

"I want to fuck her, please?"

The feeling of Seonghwa leaving you has you whining, a sound that makes Hongjoong's brain short circuit. "Mars, wh-"

"Take his clothes off." He orders with a small smack to your ass. He lifts you up and leans back on his hands, cock hard in the air as he watches you bend down and kneel infront of him. "Get him ready. Show me how you take control, Princess."

You push away any uncertainty you have as you see Hongjoong, looking just like he does when it's just the two of you. Eyes dilated and following your every move. Hands patiently waiting on his thighs. Waiting for you, like Seonghwa isn't even there.

"C'mon, Sweetie, don't be shy. This is okay, right?" You give Hwa a smile and a nod before maneuvering yourself to sit behind Hongjoong.

You leave a ghost of a kiss on his neck and dip your hands under his sweater. He moans at the feeling of your hot hands on him, leaning into your touch. "Good boy," you whisper. It's so quiet, that if he wasn't looking for it- Seonghwa would have missed it. But he was looking for it. Because that's what he does to you.

You tug his sweater and shirt over his head at once, hands immediately going back to his shoulders. "You want me to fuck you? While our boyfriend watches?" You smirk against his back as his breath shudders, "what a little whore you are." He whines quietly as your fingers graze over his nipples. "Just how horny are you? Whining like that, you must be ready to cum already. Am I right?"

He leans his head back against your shoulder as one of you hands wanders down, hooking a finger around his belt loop: while the other draws circles around his nipple. "Am I right?"

"Yes." He says, shortly, out of breath.

"Yes?" Your brows furrow as you look over at Seonghwa, interested in how he'll react to this.

"Yes, Mama. I want it, want it already."

Seonghwa's eyes go wide as saucers, hand over his mouth to hold back his moan. You give him a sweet smile before turning your attention back to Joong. You stand, and he follows, letting you tug his pants down and leaving him in his boxers.

You sit him down on Hwa's gaming chair, unbuttoning the last barrier and letting him free. "You're so hard, Joongie. All for us?" He nods, not trusting his voice as you give a kitten lick to his head. You hold up one of your hands in a small cupped position, and he knows what to do immediately. He purses his lips and swirls his tongue to gather a good wad of spit before letting it dribble into your hand. "Thank you, Puppy." He whimpers as your hand wraps around him, following your one rule and keeping his eyes on you.

Seonghwa's hand mimics yours around his own cock, still coated in your slick. He's never seen such a sight in all his years. His baby boy getting handled by his sweet girl. It's entirely too much for his brain to compute. "Fuck." Is all he can manage.

You trail your nails up and down Hongjoong's thigh, watching as his eyes struggle to stay on you when you can both hear Seonghwa stroking himself with the loud wetness you've left behind. "Don't look at him," you sigh, feigning hurt, "I'm the one who's making you feel good, right, Pretty? Don't I make you feel good? Or do you need him?"

"No! No, Mama, I wan- please don't stop? Please?"

"If you take your eyes off me for a fucking second, you know what happens. You don't want to do that infront of Hwa... What would he think?"

"I won't-"

"He'd probably think you're a desperate, pussy whipped, whore."

"Mama, please!"

"What?" You ask with a tilt of your head, "too much? Is the truth too much for my slut to handle?"

"Cu-" That's all he has to say before you withdraw your hand. He blinks rapidly, trying to catch up with his bodys sudden lack of pleasure.

You both look back to Seonghwa, folding at the sight before you. He's propped up on one hand, stroking himself languidly with the other. He halts his movements and pats the bed, both of you practicing diving in.

"You treat him so well, Sweetie. Looks like I taught you well." He jokes as he lays you both down next to each other. "Our sweet girl deserves a reward, don't you think, Puppy? She treats us so well, why don't you make her feel good?"

"Wh..." he turns his head to the side and faces you to ask, "what do you want, Baby?"

"Want your tongue."

Seonghwa notices your dominance faltering and helps you move over Hongjoong, still facing him as you lower down. You grab onto his shoulders as Joong begins lapping his tongue up and down the length of your pussy. "So good," you praise as he swirls around your clit.

"Is he making you feel good? He gonna make you cum?"

"Yes," you whine into Seonghwas lips, weaving them together. He grabs your chin as he backs up, warning you,

"Don't."

He leaves you without another word, crawling down the bed a bit until he's faced with Hongjoong's cock. He copies your move from earlier, using it against you. He cups his hand and stretches his arm out. You spit into his hand eagerly and watch with a smirk as he wraps it around him with no warning. He moans loudly into your cunt, making you double over and lay across his stomach.

"Keep making him moan, Mars. Felt so good," you beg, bracing yourself on his hips.

He cocks an eyebrow in your direction, "what, Princess?"

"Please," you quickly correct yourself, biting back a moan as Hongjoong starts to tongue fuck you. "Please, make our boy moan."

He leans downs and takes his length in his mouth, and the moan that comes from him makes your hips lift on instinct. Hwa uses the hand he's not using to balance himself and grabs your face, squishing your cheeks and giving you a warning look. You know what he's saying, even when his mouth is full of your boyfriend. You lower your hips and silently thank Hongjoong for the break he gives your sensitive core- leaving kisses and bites on your thighs for a moment to ground the both of you.

He lets go of your face and you fall back onto Hongjoong's stomach. You let your eyes flutter shut, the visual of his cock in his mouth paired with the feeling of his tongue returning is all to much. You can still feel his tongue assaulting your cunt, and still hear his cock hitting the back of his throat, but you manage to ground yourself with your hands over Hwa's on his thighs and hold yourself back.

He wraps his fingers with yours and strums his thumb over the back of your hands, silently telling you he's there. "S'good." You manage to cry out, hips involuntarily meeting his lips halfway. "Feels so good, Starlight."

Your praise, coupled with his tongue flattening on the underside of his cock is making Hongjoong feel like he's floating. His fingers dig into your hips and grab onto the skin there like it's the only thing keeping him on Earth. Between the long licks he's giving you, he manages to moan for both of you. Broken cries of 'Mama' and 'Baby' and 'Mars' fall like a prayer against your slick. When he pauses for a long moment, you know he's cumming into his mouth. He breaths heavily, licking at your inner thighs as he gains his breath back.

Seonghwa pulls up and moans loudly with his mouth full, hand to his painfully hard cock. He slaps your cheek lightly and makes you open your eyes. You almost cum at the sight of him alone.

His lips swollen and slick, mix of drool and cum slipping past his parted lips and down his chin to his naked chest. His long, messy bangs tickling his eyelashes. You sit up, pulling him forward by the back of his head. You gather up his bangs and slip the hair tie on your wrist around them, tying it out of the way. You kiss his forehead and down his nose to his lips.

He grabs you by your neck and pulls your lips onto his, immediately pushing all the liquids in his mouth into yours. You can taste Joong's salty cum on his tongue, and you greedily try to lap it all up, swallowing eagerly to make room for more that keeps coming. You moan into his mouth as he drags his pointed tongue across your clit over and over, squeezing Hwa's hands tightly and leaning your forehead against his.

"I-" You hesitate. He stares into your eyes, smiling as he drops your hands and cradles your head, keeping you close.

"I think you're about to make her cum, Joong." All he can do is hum in response, sucking on your clit just the way you like it to make you come undone.

"Please, Hwa," you cry, holding your hands over his once again. "He's making me feel so good, I need to- I wanna cum so bad." Hearing you beg, albeit not towards him, makes Hongjoong all the more needy: sucking up every single drop of arousal you offer him. "Please, please, please Mars!"

He lifts your hips and turns you around, holding you hands against the headboard with one hand and making you look down at Hongjoong with the other. "Where's your manners, Sweetie? He's the one eating you out."

"Joon- Joongie." You whimper, looking down at his eyes as they peek out from where you're seated on his face. The color in his eyes is barely visible, taken over by his pupils, wide with emotion. "Joongie, can I cum?" You find it hard to speak, every nerve in your body on fire as Hwa forces you to keep your eyes down on him as he eats you out like a man starved. "Please, I need-" You yell as his fingers slip into you, his tongue moving to a nonstop motion around your bud. "Fuckin- Jesus, God! So good, so, so, oh my fuck."

He pulls away for a split second to say, "do it," Before diving back in. Seonghwa lets your hands drop, and they immediately grab onto Hongjoong's locks with a vengeance.

He moans at the sting, and that's all you need to fall over the edge: whining loudly, hips forced to stay in place by Hwa's rough grip, gushing all over Joongs face. Your head falls back into Seonghwas shoulder, and one of his hands wraps around your neck. "Such a dirty girl," he moans against your neck, squeezing the sides gently. You cry out, hands trying to pull Hongjoongs tongue closer, but it's impossible- he's already essentially apart of you.

You're mumbling incoherent nonsense, one hand holding onto Joongs head and the other sliding back to pick up Seonghwas cock. His moans only prolong your orgasm and drive you into overstimulation.

He pulls you away from Hongjoong and makes the both of you whine in protest. He leans back and says one word, "suck."

Whether the command is for you or Hongjoong, it doesn't matter. Both of you settle on either side of his hips and share a smile before coming to the same conclusion. He flattens his tongue, while you point yours- and you both lick up his length. When you meet at his tip, you swirl your tongues around it and around each other. You repeat your movements a few times before you can feel Seonghwas patience crumbling. "Princess, get up here," he speaks breathlessly, opening his arms and holding you tightly as you all but jump on top of him. "Both doing so good," he moans out as Joong gives him the same treatment he gave him.

"Thank you, Hwa," you respond for the both of you, hands sliding up and down his chest. "Can I," you swallow deeply, finger pausing over his nipple, hovering. "Can I?"

"Yes, sweet girl, go ahead."

You dip down and capture one of his nipples in your mouth. He wraps his arms around your head, moaning as he catches a glimpse of Hongjoong on his cock. Both of your mouths on him at once... it's making him go crazy.

"Just like that." Again, it's doesn't matter who he's directing it towards. Both of you are stirred to work harder, repeating your movements and pushing him closer to his peak. "M- fuck."

You leave kisses up his chest and meet his lips, pinching his nipple and grinding against his toned stomach. "Seonghwa..."

"Yes, Sweetheart?"

"I want to spit in your mouth." The smut that falls past your lips has Hongjoong grinding down on the bed, whining around your boyfriends cock.

He wordlessly rolls out his tongue and opens his mouth wide, collecting up every drop of spit that you dribble from above him. He grabs the back of your head when you seem satisfied and pulls your head to his, resting your forehead on his and staring you down as he swishes your spit around in his mouth. He spits it back into yours as he cums, eyes rolling back and hands holding you still on his stomach.

Hongjoong gently pulls you back and lays you on Seonghwas thigh, pressing your cheeks together and letting the cum slowly drip into your mouth that already full of you and Hwa's spit.

Seonghwa opens his eyes and watches breathlessly as you and Joong take turns pushing the mix back and forth, kissing each other feverishly in the process. Your hands reach up and pull his closer, moaning into the kiss. Next to you, you can feel his cock twitch.

He pulls you away from him by your thighs, flipping you over to take his position on the pillows as you swallow thickly. He pushes him infront of him and slots him between your legs, stroking his cock and kissing his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Hongjoong asks, bucking his hips as his hand leaves and slides over his hips, pushing him forward.

"You said you want to fuck her, right?"

"Y-yes."

"Then get to it, Baby."

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