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INTO THE WOODS

TITLE: INTO THE WOODS | part of the INFERNO event

PAIRING: werewolf!johnny x werewolf!yangyang x werewolf!jeno x werewolf!jaehyun x werewolf!kun x fem!human!oc/reader

GENRE: smut, werewolves/abo*, halloween themed * they are alphas but there are not abo dynamics since the mc is human

SUMMARY: ‘don’t go in the woods, past the first two rows of trees.’ It’s a simple rule, planted in every kid’s mind in the village since they are born. Nobody knows why, but nobody dares to question why. But pride leads to do dangerous things and what’s supposed to be a silly bet to prove something, gets you lost a bit too far into the scary forest. And those who seem to be polite strangers turn out to be something they’re not.

WARNINGS: smut; dubcon (monsterfucking, light fear play, aphrodisiac saliva), monster fucking (= monster c*cks and bodies* and unrealistic sex), unprotected sex, sixsome, oral sex (f&m), marking, biting, degradation, minor impact play (slapping and chocking), manhandling, rough sex, slight animalist behaviours here and there (mostly within each other), big size difference, spitroasting, knotting, mean!kun (he hates human, rip), in general some dark content. * they're not fully transformed, though

WORD COUNT: 11.604k

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Growing up in that small village she learnt that there was only one rule to follow: don’t go in the woods past the first two rows of trees. And honestly, unless it was really necessary, avoid going in the wood at all.

And she always listened, she never had a reason to disobey and get further into the dark woods and risk dangerous meetings. Her grandmother and the other old ladies of the village warned the kids from a young age, telling them stories about unknown beings that lived in the deepest heart of the forest. Scary tales about men never coming back from the hunt, innocent ladies being found dead at the edges after disappearing for days, and kids being unable to sleep for months after meeting the eyes of those creepy beings.

So she always kept her distance from it, even if she lived near the borders and never really felt scared of that vastness of trees.

She also wasn’t the type to let her friends’ remarks get into her head, but when Donghyuck didn’t stop mocking her for not going with them past the second row, she felt something inside of her rise.

“You can’t seriously believe some monsters live there, you think two rows of trees would be enough to scare them?” He had said, laughing at her mad face when he and their other friends, Jaemin and Renjun, came back from the forest.

She huffed, rolling her eyes. “I don’t believe in those stories,” she replied, “but I follow the rules. You could’ve got hurt,” she added, checking that nothing happened to them. But Donghyuck simply rolled his eyes before grabbing his backpack and starting to walk away.

“You’re a scaredy cat, honey. But that won’t stop us from being your friends,” he joked, waving at her as the other two followed. “See you tomorrow.”

“Yeah, bye,” she greeted, grabbing her things too and walking back home.

But for the whole way back home, walking right across the river that separated the wood and the village, she couldn’t help but wonder about what lived there. It couldn’t have been anything bigger than some deers or hares, right? And the woods seemed so quiet, how could they possibly be as terrible as her nanna told her when she was a kid? Why were the villagers so terrified of them?

So curiosity got the best of her, and at the nearest bridge, she crossed, making sure nobody was around to see her break the rules. When she found herself in front of the first row, she gulped. The sounds surrounding her weren’t creepy at all, she could hear birds chirping, the creaks of some insects and the water flowing behind her.

She took a deep breath as she started to walk past the permitted zone and then whispered to herself ‘Just a little bit, but don’t get too deep. Just to prove Donghyuck you’re brave.’

But she soon lost track of time, and before she could realize it, the night had fallen, turning the woods into the stereotypical scary place they were in the tales the ladies of the village told. And the more she tried to find the way back home, the more lost she felt. She was sure she had followed a quiet traced path before, but now she couldn’t find anything of that kind anymore and she felt like she was spinning in circles.

Panic started to creep in when the sky turned darker and the air around her got colder and every sound rang scarier in her ears.

When she felt something behind her, the only thing she could do was run. She had no idea where she was going, or if she was putting herself into more trouble, but she kept running. Fast as the wind blew on her face and made her force her eyes to fight to stay open.

And she kept going for what felt like ages for her, she could feel her heart race in her chest and her lungs were struggling to keep up with the fast speed she was forcing her body to move, and all of a sudden it became too much, but right when she felt like giving up and falling on the floor to meet her destiny…

“Oh,” a voice said when her scared, small frame impacted against his broad chest, “what do we have here?”

Her eyes widened and her mouth opened to let out the loudest scream of her life that was in vain; nobody was going to hear her here, in the pulsing heart of the forest. And the yell didn’t scare the figure in front of her at all, instead, it caused him to laugh.

“Scared?”

She gulped and then started walking backwards only to be trapped by another figure. And at that point, she felt tears stream down her cheeks, but the man in front of her was swift at leaning down and cupping her face, gently.

“No, shh, don’t cry. Are you lost?” He asked, his voice low but almost reassuring.

She nodded, not able to let out a single sound. As she desperately tried to look for a way out. But the more she looked around the more it seemed there wasn’t a way out there. Trees all around her. Trees that were all the same. She was going insane.

“Guess you need a place to stay for the night. It gets quite cold here, we were just coming back from the hunt,” he said, giving a quick glance to the man that was still behind her, not even blocking her anymore since fear had frozen her on the spot. “Should we take her home, Yangyang?”

The man, well, boy, behind her smirked and then replied, “It’s not polite to leave a nice lady like her out here.”

The other wet his lip and then said, “Mind following us?”

She hesitated, looking around again, trying to grasp onto anything that could’ve made her run away from there and go back home, but there was nothing. She had been looking all evening for that, and it only seemed like she made it worst by going too deep into the woods.

“If you’ve never been in the woods, you don’t know how to move in them. Trust us, it can get dangerous at night out here, especially for people that don’t know how to recognize beasts.”

“I just… I want to go home.”

“We know. We’ll take you home tomorrow as soon as the sun comes up. Right, Yang?”

“Yes, the walk back to the village is long and impossible to follow right now.”

She nodded, mindlessly… they didn’t seem bad, they were trying to help her, and also if they were there, it meant that whatever lived in the woods that the eldest talked so much about wasn’t real, or anyway, they probably knew what it was and knew how to defend themselves from it. Nobody survives the woods. And yet, they were there.

So she nodded and grabbed the man’s hand, silently following them.

The walk in the forest was silent, and even if it looked like they knew exactly what they were doing, she couldn’t help but jump at the slightest of sounds. Owls hooting, branches creaking, wind whistling. Everything frightened her.

She had no idea how long it took to get to their small cabin but it felt like ages, and when they passed the door, the sensation didn’t dim.

“We’re back from the hunt,” the taller man shouted as soon as they opened the door of the wooden house and she stilled on the spot once again. It wasn’t just them?

A man peeked out of what she guessed to be the kitchen and his eyes moved from his friends to her, an unsettling smirk on his face.

“Brought dinner?” He asked, eyes still boring holes in her.

“Yeah, hunted a hare,” the youngest replied, lifting up the animal in his hand. She didn’t even notice he had been carrying it the whole time.

The other man huffed, “Just that, really? We also have a guest.”

“Go out and hunt yourself, Jaehyun,” the tallest man replied. “Let’s see if you can catch something sweeter.” And in his tone there was something that made her think that he probably wasn’t talking about the animal, but her…

“You look stressed.” Lost in her thoughts she didn’t realize she was alone in the room with the other man. Jaehyun? Was that his name?

“I… I just need to sleep,” she replied, gulping and feeling her heart pump hard in her chest. He was walking around her in circles, studying her every detail and from so up close she felt a weirder sensation creep into her bone. He was tall and broad, just like the other man she had first spoken to. They probably were way too big but she simply didn’t notice that before in the dark, but now, in the dim, warm lights of the house, she could pay attention to the small details.

“Sleep? Really?” His laugh was deep, almost mocking and her only reaction was to cross her arms on her chest and stare at him that now came to a stop in front of her. “The night is still young.”

“But I’m tired,” she mumbled, looking around, once again trying to find a way out. All of a sudden this didn’t seem like a good option.

“Did you run here?” Another voice spoke from behind her and she turned around to see another man. He looked a bit younger than the other two, she would’ve guessed he was around Yangyang’s age. He had black hair that fell messily on his forehead and was tall and fit, muscled arms peeking out of his white shirt. And she was so lost in the sight of his body that she didn’t realize how close he had walked to her. “Ran straight into the wolf trap?”

When her eyes widened and her breath faltered, he laughed loudly, throwing his head back. “I’m kidding, kitten. Don’t be so scared, we won’t eat you. Well, unless you want to,” he smirked, wetting his lips and suddenly she felt embarrassment take over fear.

“I’m Jeno, by the way,” he greeted, smiling at her, an oddly reassuring smile that made his eyes turn into half-moons. She simply nodded, not giving him her name, brain so hazed she didn’t even remember it anymore.

“Are you okay, kitten?” The other one asked. “Want to sit on the couch?”

She nodded, grabbing his forearm and letting him guide her to the sofa. Right when she was about to speak and ask once again to just have a bed to sleep, the door slammed open making her yelp and move closer to Jeno that smirked and rested a hand on her shaking thigh. Oh, it was going to be fun.

“Who’s she?”

“I… I’m — I,” she stopped when the man’s stern gaze got even more intense, and he huffed.

“Great, can’t even put two words together,” he mocked, getting rid of his heavy coat and leather boots. “What is she doing here?”

The men at her side shrugged and pointed at the door next to the room. “We didn’t bring her here.”

“We brought her here, Kun,” the tallest man explained coming out of the room with Yangyang behind him. “She was all alone in the scary woods. You don’t want such a pretty doll to be all alone out there, right?”

She felt her face heat up at the name but didn’t dare to say a word. Her eyes instead wandered to Kun that was now staring at her, eyes running on her frame, making her shiver.

“I can… I don’t want to bother,” she whispered but the man ignored her and walked around the couch, and stood in front of her.

“What were you doing in the woods in the first place? Don’t you know it’s against the rules?”

She gulped and shifted back until her back met the couch. “I didn’t mean to.”

Kun scoffed and then leaned down, lifting her chin with two fingers. “I thought at the village they planted this idea into your human stupid brains since you’re born.”

She furrowed… what did he mean by that? “I —”

“Shh,” he said, moving his finger to rest it right on her lips. “I can’t blame you, though,” he said, letting go of her face and taking a step back to walk to the fireplace that was burning and add more wood from the heavy bag that he carried on his shoulder, before leaving it next to it. “They never explain why you can’t go in the woods.”

“I was scared,” she replied, trying to defend herself but that answer made all of them laugh.

“You were scared and ran into the woods? Wow, so Kun’s right when he says that you humans are dumb.”

“Hu-humans?” She mumbled, looking around. What were they talking about? Weren’t they just like her?

“Still didn’t click?” Jaehyun asked, resting a hand on her covered thigh.

“I… I don’t,” she started saying but the words got stuck in her dry throat.

“Guess I’ll have to show you the hard way,” he replied, and before she could say anything she felt a sharp pain as the skin of her thigh was being pierced, white dress staining with the dark red of her blood. His nails weren’t normal nails now, they looked like claws and felt just the same.

She looked up at him, speechless, she couldn’t even scream from the pain, she was just petrified. He didn’t even dig that deep, but the sting and the sharp cut were enough to cause pain.

“No, don’t cry, kitten,” he cooed, lifting his blood-stained hand to caress the skin of her tears-streaked face.

“We won’t hurt you,” Jeno whispered against her ears, hands wrapped around her waist, feeling her shake. “If you behave.”

Her eyes scanned the room, trying to look at the others for reassurance but something inside all of them shifted. Their gazes were more intense, their eyes were of a brown that seemed closer to red or yellow and, unless she was going crazy, she could swear she could smell their changed scents, stronger, sweeter.

“I didn’t mean to, I didn’t mean to find you. I swear I was trying to go home and got lost. There was somebody following me, I was scared,” she stammered. She truly didn’t walk in the woods trying to find out why it was forbidden. It was a mistake; she didn’t want to reveal their true nature.

Kun smiled, kneeling to stare at her, big hand tracing the scarred thigh. “We don’t really care why you’re here. But since you are, we might as well have some fun.”

“You know,” the tallest man said, standing in front of her, brushing her hair back. “Nobody ever comes to pay us a visit. It gets so lonely here.”

“Yeah, Johnny’s right,” Jeno replied. “We’re all alone because of that dumb rule your people decided to establish.”

She gulped. “I’m… I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” Jaehyun said. “You decided to betray them.”

“I didn’t. I’m not supposed to be here,” she said, finding the last drop of sanity to stand up and get out of there. But her attempt was all in vain when Jeno pulled her back down against the couch and his lips crashed against hers, hand cupping her face, holding her in place tight, strong body not letting her go. And it strangely felt good. There was something almost intoxicating in his lips and the way they moved on hers. Nobody ever kissed her like that.

“It’s dangerous outside,” he cooed against her lips. “We don’t want you to meet bad people.”

“Oh, c’mon,” Yangyang whispered behind her, lips brushing against her right cheek. “Don’t tell me you’d rather be outside and not here with us.”

“I don’t know you and you… you…are” she hesitated, terrified of saying the wrong words; Jeno’s hand was still around her chin and it would’ve taken him nothing to sink the claws into her neck and kill her.

“Monsters?” Kun finished for her, moving Jeno’s and Yangyang away from her, grabbing her hair and pulling her head back, forcing her to stay still and look at him.

“N-no, no, just… strong. You’re stronger than me,” she cried, tears starting to flow on her face as fear took over. But no feeling of pity sparked in his heart. Kun knew exactly what the tales in town told about them. He knew how they were pictured. And as much as some things might’ve been true, some others weren’t.

“Are you afraid, little thing?” Fuck calling her ‘kitten’, humans were humans, disgusting, selfish things and he couldn’t stand them. And yes, she was beautiful and probably she truly had no idea what was going on, but he knew she was disgusted by them anyway.

“I’m… I won’t tell anybody.”

Johnny snickered. “You think the eldests don’t know about us?”

She looked at him with a confused expression.

“Oh, you want to go back and tell your little friends?”

“No!” She screamed. “I won’t. I promise, just let me go.”

“It’s dangerous outside,” Jaehyun repeated, fingers tracing the skin of her legs. “And if something bad happens to you, it’s over for us.”

“We don’t want to hurt you,” Yangyang remarked, taking advantage of Kun forcing her head back to lick a stripe on her neck. Her eyes closed and her breath faltered for a moment, why did it feel good? No. She couldn’t give in. They weren’t human. They were werewolves and for all she knew they could’ve killed her with a snap of the finger. They were bad. Her grandma always told her when she was little. Monstrous creatures are not trustable.

Her eyes snapped open again and she tried to push Kun off of her but with no success.

“You’re not going out of here, tonight. We’re not letting you get hurt.”

“I won’t, I know what I’m doing.”

Kun scoffed. “You’re human. You’re fucking dumb and get hurt with the smallest things, and we won’t let this be our fucking responsibility,” he growled, making her freeze on the spot. But her body betrayed her when her thighs clasped hard against each other. His growl triggering a feral reaction inside her.

“Fucking pathetic,” Kun muttered, looking at her closed legs. “You humans get off over the weirdest things.”

“I don’t… I’m not. I don’t like this.”

“Not even this?” Yangyang asked, kissing her neck again and she had to fight hard with herself to don’t moan when his sharp teeth grazed her skin.

“N-no…” she replied, but her voice was close to a whimper, and she could feel her panties getting wetter. They were bigger and stronger. They could’ve done anything to her. Then why she felt excitement rise?

“Starting to loosen up, finally?” Johnny said without getting closer to her, and she almost wished he was the one so near her body. But instead, she was pressed between Jeno and Jaehyun while Kun still hovered over her and kept her face still. And the teasing smirk on Yangyang’s face that she could feel wasn’t helping at all. Probably he was the one that scared her the most, he seemed so nice, way too nice for being a monster.

“What do you want from me?” She dared to ask, eyes drifting on the others in the room and chest panting hard, in fear, in arousal, she had no idea anymore at this point.

The same teasing smirk curled Jaehyun’s lips, “Isn’t it clear already, darling?” He mocked, fingers brushing next to Kun’s as he tilted her head toward him. “A taste.”

She felt her head spinning while she blinked repeatedly. “Are you going to kill me?”

Jeno snickered, “And what’s the fun in that?”

“Well, I don’t know, I don’t think like a…” she stopped immediately, and her eyes drifted up at Kun that was sternly staring at her.

“Right, because you are superior to every other species,” he scoffed, not even being mad at her. He didn’t need it. He just needed to prove a point, and his point was going to be proven soon.

“No, I meant —”

“Just shut up,” he groaned back at her. “Shut the fuck up.”

She stilled once again, terrified of him.

“Good, so you can listen when you want to,” he huffed, running a hand in his hair and taking a step back, briefly looking outside of the window. It was going to be a fucking long night and he just wanted it to be over as soon as possible. If the others craved to have some kind of fun with human beings, he despised them, and nothing could’ve made him change his mind.

“I —”

His stern gaze glaring back at her stopped her once again. “Did I say you could talk?” She shook her head, shrinking back into the couch and averting his gaze. “Well. And now listen clearly. You have to spend the night here, we won’t get in trouble because of you. And when the sun comes up again, you’re going back home without saying a single fucking word about what happened here tonight, got it?”

She nodded, lips pursed together and feet nervously tapping on the ground.

“And stop doing that,” he said, pointing at them. “You’re getting on my nerves.”

She immediately stopped, but still felt shaken. What did she even do to him? She had all the right to be scared of them, they weren’t humans, and it wasn’t even a bad thing, it was their nature. And she knew nothing about it, she knew nothing about them.

“And see what you have to do with her. One more scratch on her body and I’ll kill you before anybody else can,” he warned the others before disappearing somewhere, probably in another room of the cabin, she had no idea.

“I just,” she started saying but Jeno’s lips were already on hers, again. Her hand raised in the air to try to push him away, but they soon gave up and rested against his broad chest. Pecs flexing as he moved closer to her.

“You talk too much, that’s humans’ biggest problem,” he said after pulling away from her. “Just let things happen.”

“I never —”

“Shh,” Yangyang shut her up, sharp teeth grazing her neck once again. “He just told you to don’t fight it, why are you doing it?” An answer crossed her mind, but she had no time to speak that his lips were on hers. His kiss was messier than Jeno’s, it was playful, and he nibbled her lower lip a lot. When he pulled away, he was giggling lowly. “See, it wasn’t so hard to kiss me back.”

And then another pair of lips were on hers, this time more adventurous as Jaehyun’s tongue passed her lips and when he pulled away he had her lower lip trapped between his teeth, pulling hard before letting go with a smirk.

Johnny was next, after attentively looking at the scene in front of him he leaned down and cupped her face with his big hand. Lips so good she felt he was sucking her soul away. And at that thought she realized once again what was happening. No. She couldn’t give in. They were werewolves, and not one, but four. Four big alphas against her. And as much as curiosity pushed her closer to the danger, again, her rationality was making her realize that there was no way she was going to be able to walk back home, or worst, survive the night.

“Hear me clearly, the night is long, so long. And as much as we would all love to have fun, I need to hear it from you. Do you want to spend the night or go to sleep?” Johnny asked, signalling the others to stop touching her with a stern glare, he needed her to be lucid right now.

“I don’t do these things,” she gasped, shaking her head to scroll far away the dumbest part of her that wanted to give this a try. “I don’t, I never. I couldn’t take it.”

Johnny raised a brow. “So you want to but are afraid?” He asked to make sure.

“I do,” she replied faster than imagined, “but I don’t think it’s a wise thing. I don’t think I could take it.”

He hummed, smiling at her, “You’ve never done that, you can’t know. Why don’t we prove it?”

She shook her head and tried to stand up, but Johnny swiftly pushed her down again. “I said, why don’t we prove it?”

She gulped. “You’re going to… fuck,” she cursed just imagining what a night with them could’ve meant.

“Destroy you?” Jaehyun whispered against her ear, fingers brushing the skin of her arm where the sleeve of the dress rolled up.

She hummed lowly, slowly shaking her head.

“Oh, no,” Jeno purred against her other ear, shifting in his place, moving closer to her. “We’ll be gentle with you, right, guys? Also, you heard Kun, even if we wanted to, we can’t even mark you too much.”

“A shame, by the way,” Johnny added. “That’s my favourite part.”

“Or maybe we could leave you some memories that this night happened in places where nobody looks at,” Jaehyun taunted.

“Yeah, so when you go back, they’ll remind you, and only you, that you’re not crazy.”

“You — you’ll let me back?”

“Be a good girl tonight and you’ll be home before midday,” Johnny promised, reaching a hand for her to take. “But if you don’t want to, the door to your room for the night is open and you'll get home tomorrow anyway. It’s up to you.”

She hesitantly looked up at him and then shook his hand. Having no idea that was like signing a path with the devil. “I want to try and I’ll... I’ll be good.”

“I love it when you listen,” Johnny smirked, lowering to get closer to her. “I hope you’ll be a good girl for the whole night… because it’s going to be a very long, long night,” he whispered, lips brushing against her cheek and big hand cupping the flesh of her thigh, right where Jaehyun had cut her. She closed her eyes, almost as if he was commending her, guiding her body just with his touch, or thoughts, she had no idea, and she hoped they didn’t have any special powers, that they couldn’t read her mind and see how excited she was getting over this.

But they didn’t need to read her mind when her body was singing to them.

“Are you going to be good for us?” Jeno asked, pushing her hair back and letting his fingers wander on her neck down to her collarbone, loosening the strings that intertwined on her chest.

She nodded, forcing her eyes open to try to stay grounded. Somehow her head was already spinning and they had barely touched her.

“Answer,” he ordered, forcing her to look at him by cupping her face and turning it around, not so gently anymore.

“Y-yes, I’ll be good.”

“Good girl,” he cooed, leaning close to her to kiss her again. And while Jeno kept her busy with his lips, she couldn’t understand much of what was going on around her; sounds of clothes meeting the ground, hands running on her legs, other lips wetting the skin of her body.

“You’re so fucking greedy, Jeno,” Jaehyun huffed, trying to break their kiss and successfully doing so when they had to part to catch their breath.

Johnny giggled when Jeno rolled his eyes but wasted no time pushing the sleeve of her dress down. “We have all night,” he said, kneeling on the ground and forcing her legs open, eliciting a gasp from her, muffled by Jaehyun’s hungry lips. “And she’s promised she was going to take everything we have to offer, right?”

When the man pulled away she nodded, chest already panting hardly just by the way Jeno and Yangyang’s hands cupped her boobs completely. And just now she was able to get a glimpse of how big they were and how their bodies weren’t so human-like at all, the clothes hiding their broad shoulders and defined back and abs and well… their enormous cocks. And it was just two out of four since Jeno was still dressed and Yangyang was behind her.

“Should I take this off?” Johnny asked, already rolling up her blood-stained white dress. “Or would you rather if I tore it apart?” He smirked, tilting his head to the side, sly smirk curling his face when she yelped at his words and started shaking her head. It was so funny to see humans’ reactions every time they reminded them how strong they were. But it was even funnier to see that fear wasn’t enough to push her away. He could smell her arousal since he walked back into the room, so sweet and intoxicating. And now it was just stronger. He didn’t need to take a peek to see that her panties were drenched.

“You don’t want me to ruin your dress? But it’s already dirty. It’s better to get rid of it, maybe we’ll give you something prettier to wear tomorrow,” he pointed out and she only moaned when Yangyang sank his teeth in the exposed flesh of her breast.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Johnny shrugged and with one swift movement tore the fabric in two. She froze at the sound of the fabric being pulled apart and at the effortlessness that it took him to do it.

“Don’t worry, I won’t be so harsh with you,” he reassured before doing the same with her soaked panties. “Well, unless you want me to.”

“I want to eat her out,” Yangyang’s voice rang next to her ear before Johnny could bend down on her wet core and she looked up to stare at him. He looked so out of place there, she couldn’t understand him. Something about him was too nice and that made him even scarier. And her doubts started to make more sense when he kneeled between her legs and, after spreading them apart, pulled out a long tongue and his lips twitched in a smirk.

“Surprised?” Jaehyun asked, now taking Yangyang’s old place and torturing her neck with tickling kisses and bites. “He’s the only one that has this gift,” he snickered lowly, placing a hand on her knees to keep her in place.

Yangyang winked at her still-shocked expression and then completely leaned in, licking a long stripe of her wet pussy. He hummed loudly and gutturally at the taste and then whispered, “So fucking good. I could smell you from there.”

She felt her face burn and had to close her eyes due to the embarrassment, they could fucking scent her. In no way she could hide what she was feeling, she was so exposed.

Jeno snickered against her ear and then whispered, “Don’t worry, kitten. You smell good, the sweetest cunt we ever had.”

Her eyes widened and she was tempted to ask just how often they did that, but Yangyang’s tongue started moving on her and it left her no chance but to concentrate on it and what he was doing.

“Wh-why do I feel like this?” She mumbled, already feeling so close.

“Sensitive?” Johnny asked, raising a brow and she nodded, letting her head fall behind, the rest of the body frozen at their manage.

“I told you it was a gift for you,” Jaehyun said.

She tried hard to hold back the moans but Yangyang was too good at what he was doing. She never had many experiences in her life, but she could swear on her life she never felt so sensitive. She had no idea if it was the texture of his tongue, or the way he knew exactly how to move it on her, or the excitement that came with his big claws keeping her legs spread apart and his eyes staring at her intensely. She couldn’t look away, she was drawn to and enchanted by him.

And the first orgasm rippled through her easily, probably didn’t even take him two minutes to make her come.

But when she thought that at least he was over, his thick long tongue slipped past her wet walls, fucking in and out of her while the tip curled inside perfectly.

She let her head hang back, mind going hazy with every passing second and she almost didn’t even register the mocking laughs of the others.

“Is it too much, kitten?” Jeno asked, and she could barely feel his fingers playing with her hard nipples; mind completely focused on Yangyang. “You promised, remember?”

She nodded, mouth falling open to let out loud and lewd moans when the tongue speed got incredibly fast.

“This is just the start, pretty girl,” Johnny added, staring at the scene while licking his lips. It was always funny to see how easily they fell apart into Yangyang’s little tricks, well, when nature gives you a gift, it would be a shame not to use it for others. “You have to let him stretch you good if you don’t want it to hurt later.”

She gulped, remembering once again that the night had just started and there was no way on earth her body could take them.

Yangyang wanted to praise her for how good she felt, pussy clenching hard around his wet muscle and sweet juices dripping down his chin, but he had no intention of pulling out of her. He surely had aphrodisiac saliva, but she was just as addictive.

“He’s good, isn’t he?” She heard Jaehyun say, hand wrapping around her neck and claws grazing her neck, enough to make her snap her eyes open but not enough to cut. He didn’t want to make her bleed, not again.

“Y-yes,” she breathed out with a string of voice. “ ‘s so good.” And her words made Yangyang twirl his tongue in a way that sent her over the edge again. She felt boneless and yet, somehow, needy for more. It was good, but it wasn’t enough. And a new strange confidence wanted her to prove she could take them.

Yet, when Yangyang was done with her, she was so lost in the pleasure that she didn’t even realize Kun was leaning against the doorframe and was staring at the scene. He had tried to ignore her, but fuck, her moans sounded like a haunting melody. And when he came out of his room and saw her there, legs spread on the couch with Yangyang’s head between them, eyes closed, head thrown back and mouth open, he knew he just couldn’t go back inside as if nothing happened. As if a stupid human being didn’t just get him rock hard.

“A little bit unfair to let him go first, don’t you think so?”

Johnny chuckled. “She didn’t need him to loosen up, she promised she’ll be good, right pretty girl?”

She mindlessly nodded, with no strength to even pay attention to the fact that now also Kun was in the room.

“You like easy games,” he replied, moving a big furred armchair closer to the couch to stare at the scene. He wasn’t going to take part in it, but he wanted to watch her fall apart.

Johnny snickered and then walked close to her as Yangyang got up and moved to her face to kiss her; a wet and sloppy kiss, before winking at her and walking away to sit in front of her.

“Now, are you ready for the big thing, pretty?”

Her eyes darted up to meet Johnny’s gaze, an oddly reassuring small smile plastered on his face. “Want more,” she replied, brain completely shut down she knew she couldn’t put together more words even if she wanted to. Her mouth was almost watering at the sight of his big cock, pulsing and veiny.

“I want her first,” Jeno said before swiftly getting up and getting rid of his clothes too. Her eyes wandered on his body and she felt more wetness pool down her thighs, immediately closing them, but Johnny pushed them open again.

“No, no, pretty girl, let him see how badly you want him.”

Jeno smirked, before reaching her. “Can I be the first?” He asked, somehow managing to hide the urge behind his voice. He needed to fuck her. He just couldn’t take it any longer.

As soon as she nodded Jeno grabbed her and tossed her against the couch seats, body trapped underneath his, legs pushed up, close to her chest, a feeble pain on her right thigh where the cuts still hurt a little.

She held her breath when Jeno’s tip brushed against her slit, smearing her cum and his pre-cum and slowly trying to make its way in. It was big, bigger than anything else she had ever taken before, and she couldn’t find any rational way how was going to fit. But he was going to make it fit.

Jeno was tempted to just go all the way in and make her take it, but he truly wanted to have fun with her. He wanted to watch his cock stretch her open, thick girth slipping further into her wet cunt desperately trying to fit him all in. Walls opening up to welcome him because she needed him.

Jeno’s gaze drifted from their bodies to her face, head lolled back, eyes squeezed shut and mouth gritted as she tried to fight the pressure he was putting her under. But even like this, with some sweat pearling her forehead and tears starting to stream down her face again, she looked absolutely breathtaking. The prettiest human he had ever seen.

“Big,” she mouthed, voice barely coming out.

“I know, kitten. I know,” he cooed, brushing her hair out of her face and finally bottoming inside of her completely. “But you can take it. You’ll be so fucking full once we’re done with you.”

She mumbled something incoherent and Jeno started thrusting into her, not waiting any longer for her to get used to him. Because no matter how much he tried, he was a monster for fuck’s sake, he couldn’t control himself. And he was used to omegas being made for this, not humans, so full of themselves and yet so fragile.

Yet, after the first discomfort, she started relaxing and her moans got loud again. Probably it was whatever Yangyang put on her while going down before, or maybe it simply was the way Jeno was thrusting into her. Big cock hitting her hard and right, bulge already visible in her tummy.

Oh, it felt like he was going to split her in half but somehow, the more he fucked into her, the better it got.

“It’s good, right, kitten? You like that? Big cock stretching you open.”

“Y-yes,” she moaned, whole body being yanked back and forth with his every move.

“Fuck, you’re sucking me inside,” he groaned, feeling her getting tighter with every stroke. “Want more? Want it harder?”

She didn’t answer, mind too far gone to formulate a sentence, but moaned and when her hips rolled up so gracefully to meet him halfway, Jeno lost it, the animal inside him took over. One hand grabbed her wrists pushing them over her head, pinning her down onto the couch, and the other wrapped around her waist and held her down. Sharp nails grazing the soft flesh not caring if he was going to leave a scar. He wanted to make it clear he had been there anyway. He wanted to haunt her following nights, his hands, mouth, cock, and voice the only things she could think about.

“Please… please, fuck,” she mewled, uselessly trying to struggle underneath him as the pleasure became overwhelming. She felt so weak in his arm, broad body caging her, shielding her from other hungry eyes that wanted to watch but could only hear, the sound of their skin slapping together, the lewd sounds of her wetness squelching every time he penetrated her, her pretty moans and his grunts.

Jeno was possessive, he didn’t like to share, he wanted to own. And he needed to make sure she was going to remember him and be already completely gone when she was going to be passed to the others.

“Scream my name, kitten,” he whispered against her ear, teeth nibbling at her lobe making her clench hard. “Let them know who’s making you feel good.”

She opened her mouth to talk but getting a word out was harder than expected. “You, fuck, you’re so good, Jeno,” she forced the words past her lips, and felt him smirk against her skin.

“Again, kitten,” he ordered, sharp fangs grazing the flesh of her boobs. “Louder.”

“Je-jeno,” she moaned, digging her nail in the palm of her hands, trying to buck her hips and find the release but he kept her still in place.

“I’m not letting you go. Stay there,” he growled with a harder thrust that made her yelp. He was hitting places she had no idea she had and if a part of her wondered how it wasn’t painful and how she wasn’t already split in half, the other just took it and whimpered at his mercy.

“Jeno, please, please.”

“Gonna take my knot, kitten?”

“Don’t knot her up,” before she could answer, Kun chimed in. There was no way she could’ve taken a knot already, and strangely enough, he was enjoying the show. He didn’t want this to stop or see her pass out, not so soon at least.

Jeno groaned in anger and then threw his head back. But he ignored the comment and leaned down again to kiss her messily, hands holding her so tight he surely left marks around the wrists and waist. If he couldn’t knot her, he was going to make sure to leave his sign in some other way.

“Jeno, ple-please,” she mumbled, slightly parting her eyes to look at the alpha on top of her, big luminous yellow eyes staring at her. “Need you.”

He smirked, “Need my cum? Need to be filled to the brim?”

She nodded, tears spilling down her face as she could feel the knot in her stomach get incredibly tight, she was so close and it felt so intense she was sure she never felt something like this before, and she wasn’t so sure she could take it.

“Then take it, kitten. You’ve been so good,” he growled, knowing he just couldn’t last longer. Pussy too good, sucking his big dick inside.

“Fuck,” he moaned, voice low and thrusts getting even harder as the orgasm pierced through the both of them together.

She screamed when the pleasure washed over her, so strong she felt close to passing out and completely powerless while Jeno kept thrusting into her to ride their orgasms and make sure all of his cum was deep into her womb.

He sighed, pulling out when he could feel his knot start to grow. How badly he just wanted to grow even more inside of her and stick all the cum inside but he knew better than to disobey Kun.

So as he got up, after kissing her one last time, huffing and trying to catch his breath, she laid there, panting heavily and feeling every muscle in her body ache.

But she had no time to try to gain sanity that Jaehyun was already on top of her.

“Hi, darling,” he purred, pushing back her sweat-soaked hair and caressing her burning wet cheeks. “He made you cry? Was it so good?”

She nodded, barely registering what he was saying. Already feeling her body beg for help. She might’ve miscalculated how hard it was going to be to take them all.

“Oh, poor human. You look so pretty like this, though.” He caressed her face and then swiftly turned her around, face smashed against the couch and ass up in the air in full display. He pulled her cheeks apart, white cum spilling in a blob from her swollen cunt. “So, so pretty.”

Her watery eyes were barely open and stared at her right, where the others were staring at the scene. Her eyes swiftly drifted up to Kun, he was the only one still fully clothed and he seemed to be so unaffected by the scene and she almost wanted to talk to him, to beg him to look at her like the others were. But she couldn’t read him, and before she could dwell too much on it, Jaehyun’s fat tip pressed against her entrance. Unlike Jeno, he didn’t hesitate to push past and immediately bottom in, stretch so good she let her mouth hang open and her nails dig in the fabric under her.

“So fucking tight, fuck,” he moaned through gritted teeth, hands placing around her waist to support her limp body up.

His thrusts were fast even though she could feel him go completely out before slamming back inside. Her brain went dizzy with every animalistic sound he let out and the other grunts that filled the room. She felt drool slip out of her mouth but she couldn’t care much about the mess she was making when it felt just too good.

“Fuck, ‘s so good,” she slurred, toes curling when his claws pressed against the skin of her waist and his body kept slamming against hers.

“Pathetic thing,” Kun mocked, wetting his lips as he watched how well she was taking so much. “You’re taking it a little too well for somebody that has never done this before.”

His stern and cold tone made her squirm under Jaehyun that was still restlessly moving into her.

“Maybe you humans are good at something,” he snickered, unzipping his pants, fat cock finally being freed, throbbing hard and leaking cum at the sight in front of him. She moaned at the sight and the smirk that bloomed on Kun’s face made her face burn up.

“Do you want this?” He asked, big hand wrapping around his length. “Want this cock?”

She nodded shamelessly, half face still smashed against the couch and mouth drooling at the view and pleasure.

“How shameless,” Kun scoffed. “All these cocks, and you still want one more, still want mine.”

She mewled something, a whine, or a beg, she didn’t even know what she wanted, she just knew that she wanted more, whatever they could give her.

“Trust me, you wouldn’t be able to take it,” he simply replied, lazily pumping himself, watching her wasted state.

She wanted to complain again, but Jaehyun’s groan and slap on her ass cheek made her pay attention to him once again.

“How disrespectful,” Jaehyun said, “I’m fucking you so good and you focus on somebody else. He was so mean to you, why do you want him?”

She mumbled a senseless reply and the werewolf pounding into her slapped her ass again.

“You like it when they’re mean with you? Is this how you let the other boys in town treat you?”

She shook her head rapidly, sobs coming out louder.

“Oh no, I think you want it hard. Want to be pushed to the limit?”

“Don’t do anything dumb, Jae,” Johnny warned this time. “We still have to fuck her and if you make her pass out I promise you won’t see the light of the day.”

Jaehyun huffed and rolled his eyes before grabbing her hair and pulling her behind, back arching up and hands planting on the couch to stand up. “Don’t worry, she won’t break.” He leaned closer to her and then whispered, “You won’t because you promised you were going to take it and I don’t like being let down, got it?” He almost growled in her ear, pussy clenching harder around him and cum dripping out more.

“Y-yes, ‘ll be good… pro-promise,” she mewled, but wasn’t expecting what came after. Jaehyun chuckled and then pulled out of her, but before she could whine at the loss, he grabbed her again and lifted her from the couch. Standing in the middle of the living room he effortlessly eased her on his cock and after quickly smirking at her, he started fucking her up and down, hands wrapped around her fragile frame to hold her up and make her bounce on his dick.

“Fuck,” she cried, feeling him so deep into her belly in this new position that he was taking her breath away.

“You like that, don’t you? Them silly humans can’t fuck you like this. Pick you up and turn you around however they want to.”

“N-no,” she replied weakly, hands wrapping around his broad shoulders, suddenly realizing even more how small she was compared to him, well, them. She let her head fall behind as he kept moving her up and down his dick, feeling him so deep inside she felt like she was going to be broken in two.

“Look at me,” he ordered, hand cupping her chin and forcing her face to stay straight and stare into his yellow-brown eyes. The way he was staring at her tempted her to roll her eyes back and moan louder but she didn’t, she knew better than disobeying him, he didn’t like it, she had to be good. So instead her nails dug into his broad back, not even making him flinch, doing nothing compared to what he had done to her before.

“Please,” she moaned, feeling like she couldn’t take it anymore. She needed to come again, she needed to feel another load inside.

A snarl ripped through his throat when she squeezed incredibly tight and he could only still inside of her, balls deep stuck in her as he released while holding her up, feeling her walls pulse around him. Pulling out before he could knot her almost felt like a fucking punishment for how good she felt.

Her legs gave up from wrapping around him and he held her up on his shoulder, limp like a ragdoll, cum spilling down on her thighs, legs and to the floor.

“Who wants her?”

“Me,” Yangyang said, signalling him to let her sit on his lap.

“Twice?”

“I didn’t fuck her, please,” he whined, glaring at the older alpha. Jaehyun grinned at his desperation and then turned her around, left one last kiss on her lips and then sat her down on Yangyang’s lap.

“Finally,” the younger moaned. “Hi,” he said, moving his hand to her ass. “Have you ever been fucked here?” He asked, fingers playing with her sensitive rim.

She shook her head, whispering a broken ‘no’ and squeezing her eyes when his fingers pushed past her rim after collecting a lot of cum that spilled between her legs.

“Well, guess it’s going to be a first time, then,” he winked, successfully inserting two fingers inside.

“You’re big,” she whined at the intrusion. “You’ll hurt me.”

“No, if you relax and listen to me.”

“But I —”

“You’ve been listening to them all night so you will listen to me, too, right, pup?”

“Pup,” Kun snickered, scratching his chin as he looked away for a moment to avoid her eyes that immediately snapped toward him as soon as he spoke.

Why was she so damn attracted to him? Why was she craving his attention when she had four other wolves on her?

And it was clear they weren’t enjoying the way it took him nothing to have her attention. In fact, in a second Yangyang’s tongue was tapping against her lips, and his free hand forced her head to turn around again. If he had to play dirty, he was going to do it right. And it took nothing for her to fall apart, muddy at his mercy as he kept kissing her and swiftly pulled out his fingers to replace them with his dick.

She almost didn’t even notice, or well, didn’t feel the pain she was expecting to feel. But why was it so easy with him? Why Yangyang always felt so good, almost unrealistically good?

As much as she wanted to know, she couldn’t care to think about it, not now. Pleasure overflowing as the alpha didn’t stop kissing her and started thrusting up into her.

“Do you like it, kitten?” He asked, staring at her face; eyes closed, mouth open and tears streaming down her cheeks.

She nodded swiftly, not able to let out any word. She could feel him in all her body, everywhere. It was like he was owning her completely, mind totally clouded by pleasure.

“Fuck, ‘f course you do,” he groaned, nails digging into her skin as he tried so fucking hard to don’t let his claws come out and sink into her skin. “Are you sure you’ve never been fucked here? You’re taking me so well.”

She shook her head, biting her lower lip to suppress the pathetic moans from leaving her mouth so shamelessly.

“Pft, can’t even say a word.” Kun’s voice grabbed her attention once again, head snapping toward him, and eyes looking at him.

Yangyang growled, “Stop getting in the way,” he glared down at the older werewolf. “If you think you can do better just fuck her yourself.”

Kun grinned, wetting his lower lip and whispered, “Maybe.”

But before his word could be registered, Yangyang was once again forcing her to kiss him. Tongue twirling around hers and reaching the back of her throat making her gag, without stopping fucking into her.

Her hands wrapped around his broad shoulders as she tried to keep herself steady when his speed became incredibly fast and she felt like she could pass out. It was too much. Muscles aching, mind gone, throat dry from all the moans that slipped out of her.

“Please,” she breathed out with a string of voice, trying to keep her eyes open and look at the creature in front of her. Feeling the familiar sensation in the pit of her stomach once again.

And her pleading eyes and wasted expression were what he needed to let go, “Fuck — I’m gonna come,” the alpha under her warned before realising into her and making her come too.

“Fuck,” Yangyang moaned, rolling his head back, slowing his thrusts, still holding her from the waist.

She collapsed on top of him, trying to steady her breath but soon after, somebody was lifting her up. She whined but was shushed immediately.

“Shh, kitten, let me have some fun, too,” Johnny whispered against her ear before laying her down on the couch once again. “I was the one that saved you after all,” he smirked, moving her hair out of her face, gently caressing her wet cheek.

“I can’t,” she wept.

“Oh, you can, pretty girl,” he cooed, sitting on the couch. “Come here, on your knees in front of me.”

Her eyes drifted around the room before she hardly moved her body right where he wanted her. Her toes curled when she looked up and Johnny was looking down at her. He was big and she felt so small, even more now that she felt like a boneless being.

“It would be a shame don’t use that pretty mouth of yours.”

Her eyes widened… he didn’t want to…

“What? Scared? Don’t tell me you’ve never done that before?” He teased, wrapping his hand around his cock to pump it slowly, precum rolling down his thick length.

“Don’t make us think it was a night full of first times,” Jeno chimed in, walking closer to them because he wanted to watch her. It was always fun seeing them trying to do their best to take Johnny in and, most of the time, fail.

She gulped, briefly looking at him and then going back at Johnny’s cock. Well, it was a night full of first. And it was a night nobody was going to hear about. She disobeyed running into the woods, and then fucked with the very creatures that terrified her people, she surely wasn’t going to let out a single word about this.

Her attention was brought back there when Johnny tapped against her lips and she could only open her mouth and try to take it. But she could already feel the corner of her mouth burn at the size of his tip.

“Shh, kitten, you’re doing great, see,” he purred, slowly entering her mouth. “Keep your eyes on me.”

She did as told, even if the smirk on the other’s faces that now surrounded her made her frown. He wasn’t going to be gentle, right?

And as expected, the gentleness lasted just until his cock reached the back of her throat, and then his hands were in her hair and he got up, mercilessly fucking into her mouth.

Her whines were completely muffled by his strong strokes and the tears falling swiftly on her face didn’t stop him at all. Instead, the sight made him groan louder and tighten the hold on her hair.

“You’re doing good,” he praised, voice soft and caring, keen contrast between his moves. “Relax, kitten.”

She tried to, jaw slacking as she welcomed him in.

But then something happened, an exchange of gazes, and whispered things she couldn’t hear behind the sound of her gagging and spitting around his cock. Johnny pulled out, making her gasp and then swiftly yanked her up, making her sit on the couch on her knees, face staring at the backrest where Johnny was standing behind.

“What are you —” She had no time to finish that another pair of hands were on her. She turned around and Kun was standing behind her, now completely naked too.

“Kun?”

“Shut up,” he ordered, cupping her chin and forcing her against his chest. “I don’t want to hear any complaints from you, got it? Can you be good and take it?”

She hummed swiftly in his hold and he squeezed harder around her face. “And answer me, I don’t like dumb bitches unlike them.”

“Y-yes, alpha,” she mumbled, feeling excitement and fear creep together. She was smashed between the two biggest werewolves and none of the two seemed to have a little bit of mercy in their bones.

“See,” he said, talking to the other three that were staring at the scene with their hands wrapped at the base of their cocks. “You can make her talk if you know how.”

They rolled their eyes but didn’t say a word and before she could realize it, Johnny was again prodding at her lips, dick easily sliding into her warm mouth.

“Look at the fucking mess you made,” Kun mocked, collecting the cum that dripped, and was still dripping, on her legs.

She let out a strangled cry when he pushed two fingers into her and then pulled out, making more cum drool.

“Is this what you do in your small town? Let boys take turns with you? Fill you up as if that’s your only purpose in life?”

She shook her head for what she could, considering the way Johnny kept moving into her mouth.

“No?” Kun scoffed, shaking his head, hands still running over the soft flesh of her ass. “Because humans are not enough, right? You ran all the way here because you wanted this. Ignoring the rules because you wanted to be fucked by monsters.”

She cried a ‘no’ when the other alpha pulled out of her mouth, spit and cum dripping down her chin.

“No? You humans are so reckless. Think we’re the only creatures in the wood? You were so lucky you found us.”

She had no time to reply that she was getting filled by both ends. Kun’s cock filling her in one single stroke making her silently cry out around Johnny, hole burning up at the nth penetration of the night, bulging veins rubbing her walls and tip reaching her cervix.

“Always want so much, you need to be adventurous, brave, but you’re just dumb,” he laughed against her ear. “And since you wanted this so badly, let’s see if you can take it. If you can take the real thing.” There was a reason if he avoided fucking with humans, his seeping hatred not giving them a way out, and as much as he hated them, he usually was also kind enough to keep his distance, but with her, it felt nearly impossible. No hesitation crying and moaning that she could take it all, only to be proven wrong at the first orgasm.

She closed her eyes and fought against everything to don’t bite down on Johnny as Kun started thrusting into her at an inhuman speed. She could feel her lungs burn, trying to let out sounds that were locked in by Johnny’s size. Kun was bigger than the others and all of a sudden she regretted how badly she wanted him before, because no matter how good it felt, she knew she was going to fail to take him, there was just no way she could last longer.

“Are you crying?” He cooed with a mocking tone, wiping the tears that were spilling fast from her eyes. “Afraid you’re going to break? Not so sure you can do this anymore, right? Always so good at throwing the rock and then hiding the hand.”

She wanted to bite back, tell him she could take it, but she wasn’t so sure anymore as she felt her body get weaker with every passing second. Maybe it was the flow of hair getting restricted by Johnny, or the way Kun was pounding into her, or the five — if she remembered correctly — orgasms she had before, or the way she could feel the other three bore holes into her skin and the slick sounds of their hands on themselves.

When Johnny pulled out to let her breathe, she coughed and looked back at Kun. “I’m close,” she whispered, shivering when his eyes looked up at her, drifting from where their bodies met.

“Again? Pathetic little thing. I barely touched you.”

She whined again, letting her face fall against the backrest but Johnny’s hand forced her up again.

“Come on, pretty, keep sucking me,” he ordered, but this time he didn’t start moving, he simply let her do all the job. Her cheeks hollowed around his length and her eyes tried to stay open to look at him. But trying to suck him properly was hard when she felt like she had zero control over her body and when another alpha twice her size was railing her with no mercy.

“Make me come and I’ll leave you all alone with him — fuck,” Johnny groaned when her tongue licked his slit. “Do you want to be left with Kun?”

She shook her head, and felt her heart skip a beat at the thought. He hated her.

Another one scoffed, probably Jaehyun and then said, “Now you don’t want him? Acting as if you didn’t keep begging for him while we were fucking you.”

She looked at him, an apologetic look on her face and then felt another orgasm rip through her. Long and exhausting since the werewolf behind her never slowed down. Probably she even came twice in a row but she had no idea.

“So pretty for us,” Johnny praised, cupping her chin and starting to pick up a rhythm again. He needed to come and get this shit done, he had been on the edge for the whole night. And so his hand quickly moved down and wrapped around her throat making her almost gasp when he closed it around it and she felt the air completely block out.

“Shh, just like this,” he moaned, rolling his head back and then looking back at her, and her eyes full of fear were the last thing he needed to send him over the edge. His cum spilled down her throat and her chin and boobs as she coughed trying to breathe again. “So, so good, kitten,” he purred, kneeling to her level and wiping the mess on her lips before kissing her.

“Good? Coming like this, like a pathetic little thing, and you think she’s good,” Kun mocked, slapping her ass cheek, pussy clenching around him harder.

“I’ve been good,” she cried and he yanked her by her hair and said. “did I say you could fucking talk? Especially talk back to me?”

She shook her head and mumbled, “no, no, alpha.”

“Then keep your mouth closed and don’t you dare test me.”

She nodded and rolled her head back on his shoulder as he didn’t let her go, but kept her body up against him. Cock slamming into her perfectly, sending her close to the edge once again.

“Please,” she cried out, feeling her stomach curl and her thighs shake.

Kun smirked. “Hold it in, human. Don’t you dare come.”

Her eyes snapped open, and she slightly turned around to look at him. She wanted to retort but he had warned her and at this point, she knew she wasn’t going to be able to take any kind of punishment. So she kept staring at him, trying to distract herself from the pleasure, trying to look for any sign of flaw on his beautiful face and she couldn’t help but wonder how could a monster be so fucking attractive. When her eyes fell on his lips they curled into a smirk.

“Want me to kiss you like they did?” He mocked harshly, bringing her back to reality. “Want me to praise you? Uh? Maybe you should fuck with humans like you if you want sweet things. Remember what I am, princess.”

She let out an angry moan and then gasped when his hand wrapped around her throat and his claws crazed her skin. Her heart jumped in her throat but a loud laugh rolled out of his mouth when her walls tightened around him.

“You like this more than you want to show, human.”

“Don’t — don’t call me that,” she mewled, and his claws dug enough to make some blood spill out of her.

“That’s what you are, that’s your nature. Human, fragile, nature,” he growled. “You know how easily I could kill you right now?”

She felt blood freeze in her vein. She knew it damn well. Had been aware of the fact the whole night, but none of the others seemed capable of actually doing something to her. Him, on the other hand…

“You — you won’t,” she cried, hating her body for the pleasure she was feeling with every single one of his thrusts even right now that he was playing with the thin string of her life.

“No, you’re right, I won’t,” he whispered against her ear. “But I could, and I want you to always keep in mind how inferior you humans are. Got it?”

“Y-yes, alpha.”

“Good,” he smiled, licking a stripe on her neck. “Can you take my knot?” He asked and her eyes snapped open again.

“I – I,” she stuttered.

“My bad,” he added and for a moment she thought he realized how impossible that was. “You will take my knot like a good brainless human and then tomorrow we’ll bring you back and you won’t say a single word about tonight, got it?”

She nodded and mumbled a faint yes, by now not even caring anymore. She needed to come. And a dark side of her brain craved to be knotted up by him. They had already pushed her way past her limits, so how hard could that be?

“Good, then take it,” he groaned, letting go of her neck but still holding her close. Orgasm exploding for the both of them, but this time he didn’t pull out like the others did shortly after they came, he stayed there, balls deep into her, letting his knot grow.

Her body fell limp forward when he started growing and the stretch felt unbearable to take. But Kun held her by her waist as his head laid against her shoulder and low grunts left his lips. “Fuck — so fucking good,” he whispered, lazily moving his hips in circles pressed against her ass to make sure every drop of his seed was inside of her.

And if it wasn’t for his body covering her, some cum of the others would’ve landed on her tired-out body.

They stayed there for what felt like hours to her but when he pulled out, she had no more strength to say or do anything, body aching, holes gaping, chest panting and eyes dried out of all the tears.

She could feel arms lift her up, what she imagined to be a wet cloth pass between her legs and on her body, maybe even some faded praises but she was too far gone to be aware of what was going on around her.

“She’s nice, you can’t lie,” Johnny chuckled, staring at her sleeping figure on his bed. The others went to their rooms and they were left alone with her, a big white shirt covering her sore body as she slept peacefully curled up on herself.

Kun rolled his eyes, running a hand in his hair, and swiftly looked at her, thinking of before, how easy it had been to ease her into that, how naïve she truly was. A smirk curled up his lips, “Maybe we should keep her.”

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dr-qian · 3 months

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backburner // q.k

kun x reader

"hey, i want that"

i told him while pointing at the lonely chips bag lying flat in the shelf on front of me.

it seems like people did not bother to buy it today, i don't know if it's because they don't like the flavor or it's just gonna expire soon.

either way, i'll take it home 'cause I pity it. like how i should be for myself.

"take it if you want it, i'll pay for it anyway" he mumbled the last part, and I chuckled.

and then suddenly i jumped on his back and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"you serious?" i asked as I squished my cheek onto his.

"get off me" he said while quietly laughing, pushing me off his back, conscious that the few customers there could see us like that.

so I granted his wish and hopped down. i'm still smiling.

"yeah, i'm serious, just take what you want..." he said while continuing to roam around the aisles.

and so i got what i want...

"how about you? are you going to get something?"

"i'm good with this" he lifted the coca-cola can in his right hand.

We walked towards the sleepy cashier near the exit, suddenly jolting up when he heard the sound of the can landing on the marbled counter.

then i started staring at his face while he fishes for his brown wallet in his jeans' pocket.

and i stared.

"hey, let's leave now" kun snapped his fingers on front me, stopping me from staring at him too much.

he's used to it. i'm used to it. so it doesn't really matter i guess...

he was about to lead me out of the store, carrying the paper bag, when suddenly raindrops started pouring.

"shit, let's just stay here for a while..." he told me, pushing me gently back inside the store.

i said nothing as I went back to looking at his face.

"you know, your staring won't change anything between us..." he finally looked at me, then looked out the glass window walls to see if the rain finally stops.

"i'm sorry i can't help it, it just gets worse everytime i'm with you..." i mumbled the last part.

suddenly, the floor is so pretty to look at.

i felt that he looked at me again, taking a long pause before saying the next brutal words for me.

"you know i'll never be in love with you, right?"

shit. uhh, that hurts. like really fucking hurts.

i nodded in agreement.

"i hate that you keep torturing yourself for this..." he said to me. pitying me for what i am to him

"no, don't be...I...I'm just hoping that we w-would continue being friends like, this..I" a tear accidentally came out of my eye as I tried to explain it to him.

he stood there in silence.

"I just still want to be someone you can lean on to, even if you don't really like me back or anything, no, I...just want to be your friend..."

now i can't stop my tears from coming out. i'm glad that the cashier finally gave in and slept so he wouldn't hear me sobbing at the corner because of the man right beside me.

i can't really look at him straight in the eyes because he's going to hurt me more, so my eyes just wandered everywhere around the store, avoiding his..face.

i know that kun doesn't really know how to react to this, to me.

so he just pulled me by the hand to keep me close to him, my left cheek on his chest as he rubbed up and down my back to calm me down from crying.

my hands gave in to him, and weakly held onto the hem of his shirt to keep him close to me even more.

and it helped me calm down, but the pain of it was still lingering inside me...

and i'm already okay with that.

now playing: backburner by niki

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galacticseonghwa · 8 months

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too sweet - Qian Kun

INCLUDES: vampire!Kun X fem!reader, choking, TW mentioning of blood, swearing, cock warming, slightly jealous kun, use of Chinese endearments (baby & darling), pet names, kun in the photos above is the kun in this fic because he looks too yummy

wc: 1554

a/n: yet to be proofread.

MINORS DNI

GALACTICSEONGHWA MASTERLIST: here

his eyes refused to leave your sleeping figure as he walked into your shared bedroom. a smirk on his lips as he walks towards you, slipping into the bed next to you. despite being asleep, you could feel an instant warmth as he wrapped his arms around you.

contrary to belief, vampires weren’t ice cold and could actually sleep. which, rightfully, surprised you when kun had explained to you that twilight and the vampire diaries weren’t an exact picture of how vampires are. although he had said the vampire diaries was probably the closest.

kun smiled to himself as he felt you scoot closer towards him and hum quietly. “kun?” you whisper as you slowly wake up from your sleep. you slowly open your eyes to see him looking down at you, his eyes glowing a soft golden brown.

“baobei” kun dragged out softly, as his hands gripped your waist. you blink up at him and rake your eyes over his facial features, seeing his fangs you instantly know what he needs.

you nodded softly and move your head to the side to allow him access to your neck. hesitantly he looks at you to see if there was any sign of discomfort. seeing nothing but a small twinkle in your eyes he leans forward.

kun’s lips kiss softly at the side of your neck before he bites at the point in your neck where it meets your shoulder. you release a quiet moan and move your left hand to grip the nape of his neck.

kun loved spending moments like these with you, wrapped in each other's arms as you showed your trust in him.

however, there was something different with the way you tasted tonight. “baobei” kun drawled out in a low growl as he pulls away from your neck. you hum in reply and stare at him as his eyes change into a fiery red.

“suan mei tang” he comments as he drawls his pointer finger from your chin all the way down to the hem of the black silk shorts you were wearing. his eyes following his hand as yours scan his face.

“who were you drinking with, hmm?” his hands were quick to move you onto his lap, a gasp leaving your lips as he did so. “i could smell his appalling scent as soon as i walked into the house, baobei.” he taunted while moving your hips slowly against his.

“kun” his name leaves your lips in a drawn-out whine as he moves his own hips up into your clothed heat. “why was chenle alone with you, doll? hmm?” his tone taunting as he looks up at you with his eyebrows raised and a sick smile on his lips.

you grip kun’s thick silver chain, to gain some sort of leverage. kun’s hands are quick to undo his belt and push his pants down just enough so his cock can spring free. he wastes no time and rips your shorts down your legs, basking in the fact that you’re bare under the silky fabric.

“baobei was expecting me to come home and fuck you senseless, yeah? is that why you let chenle trample all around the house? just to make sure i came home pissed?” his fingers shamelessly either kneading the skin of your thighs or rubbing through your slick folds.

“kun, please” you moan out quietly, his smirk returning as he watches you move your hips against your fingers. “hmm, gotta give my qinai de something, shouldn’t i?” nothing but teasing in his tone as you watch his eyes turn into a blood red.

kun presses the tip of his cock with his thumb before pumping his thick girth a couple of times. he taps the sides of your thighs, signalling you to lift yourself up just enough for him to slide his length into you.

after adjusting to his size you begin to move only for kun to instantly grip your hips and stop your movements. “uh uh, not so fast, doll. you gotta stay still for me or i’m gonna have to stop everything.”

“you think you can sit still for me, baobei?” kun leans forward, his left hand on the side of your neck. you nod, clenching around him just to see what he’ll do.

kun tsks and moves his left hand to grip your throat. “what did i say, doll? already cock dumb and we haven’t done anything yet.” he’s quick to dive straight into your neck, leaving butterfly kisses and licks here and there before digging his fangs into your neck without warning.

a loud moan cuts through the quiet room as the grip on your throat tightens, making a gasp of pleasure leave your lips. kun pulls away from your neck, blood on his lips. his eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips before he pulls you in for a kiss.

his tongue barging through your lips and battling with yours as his hand leaves your throat only to slide down your chest and grip your left boob. kun hums into the kiss, moving away from your lips just enough to whisper against your lips. “move baobei, fuck me the way you wanted to when i slipped into bed.”

not needing to be told twice, your hips rolled against kun’s. moans escaping both yours and kun’s lips. “f-fuck kun! please!” you whine as your hands rest on his shoulders, bouncing as fast and hard as you can manage.

“come on, baobei. i know you can do better than this.” kun taunts, his bottom lip caught between his teeth as his hooded eyes take in your figure. hating the fact that you were wearing one too many items of clothing, he gripped the black silk shirt in his fingers and rips it open and relished in the view of your tits bouncing in his face.

you slip the shirt off of you and throw it somewhere behind you. your hands find their way to kun’s chest where you rip open his shirt in turn of him ruining your shirt. Kun moves to take his shirt off but your hands grip his.

“n-no, keep it on” you moan and trail your hands down his bare chest and abs, feeling him tense under your touch. a high-pitched gasp that kun knows all too well leaves your lips before you fall forward into kun’s chest.

“giving up already, hmm?” he tuts as his arms pull you as close as he possibly can. kun plants his feet flat onto the bed and thrusts into you at a pace you knew you couldn’t last too much longer in.

“doing so well for me, doll. made just f’me” kun mumbles against the skin of your shoulder, quiet moans and groans leaving his lips as he continues fucking into you.

you feel yourself beginning to teeter on the edge of your orgasm, reaching your hand between your and kun’s bodies you begin rubbing circles on your clit making you push into kun further. kun chuckles at your actions but soon throws his head back at the lewd sounds of his cock ruining you.

“cum for baobei, cum all over my cock. mark it as yours.” kun growls as he holds you tighter and begins pounding into you. a loud moan that sounded almost like a scream left your mouth as you felt the band snap, squirting all over kun as he chases his own high.

kun holds you to him as he rides you both through your orgasms. you both stay in each other’s warmth while trying to catch your breath for a couple of minutes.

kun grips your face in his hands and pushes the hair stuck to your forehead back as he gazes into your eyes. “you okay, my love?” his brows draw together as he awaits your reply. you smile softly up at him, so in love with him it was almost painful the way your heart raced for him.

“i’m perfectly fine.” you say softly. kun hums and pulls out of you gently before sweeping you into his arms. Buckling his pants up with one hand he carried you to the bathroom. he kicks the door open and gently places you on the counter.

he places a soft kiss on your lips then walks away to turn the faucet for the bathtub on. while he fiddles around with the temperature of the water and the bubbles you can’t help but stare at his side profile.

his sharp jawline, the curve of his plump lips, his tousled dark blue hair, the tick silver chain hanging from his neck, his chest and abs that were on display, the red tint on his cheeks as he catches you staring at him.

“why’re you staring, doll?” he asks quietly as he picks you up and places you carefully into the bathtub. you smile cheekily up at him and love the way his eyes glow a soft golden brown again.

“was just thinking about how i’m so lucky you’re all mine.” kun wholeheartedly laughs at your response and places a kiss on the top of your head. “i am all yours, aren’t i?” he smiles and sits down on the side of the tub.

you could never get over the feeling of being with him and him loving you.

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anti-romantico · 3 months

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[15:42] wayv kun

warnings: none

words: 675

A/N: I'm glad there were people actually interested in a kun's fic so here is it, also, that poll I made was supposed to last a week, I guess I didn't set it correctly

You stepped into the hot tub and let the warm spray of water wash over you, melting away your stresses and worries. As the soapy bubbles caressed your skin, you can't help but sigh with contentment. You closed your eyes and let the vanilla scented bath bomb relax you.

You hear the bathroom door open, already knowing who it is. Your oh so lovely boyfriend, Kun, was finally back home.

— I see you're enjoying your time alone. — You laughed at his comment.

— I'd have waited for you, but you didn't call. — It wasn't a complaint.

Kun walked towards the tub and sat down beside it. — I know, but the guys insisted on watching this movie… — He lowered his voice, laying his chin on the edge of the tub.

— Jun's idea? — Kun nodded, making you chuckle. — It's ok, I actually thought you were going to spend the night with them.

— God no! — Kun laughed, adjusting his position closer to you. — They would make me cook dinner and breakfast, clean everything… I ran away the moment I had the chance.

You took out your hand from the water, caressing his cheek. — Do you want to join me?

He didn't care if some drops fell on his clothing. — You enjoy your bath while I make dinner.

— I'm not hungry yet. — You closered your body, rubbing your nose against his.

Kun smiled before giving you a small kiss. — But you will.

— But I don't want you to leave. — You pouted and grabbed his arm.

Kun laughed at your adorableness and finally kissed you. The kiss got heated quickly. You felt his hand traveling all the way down until he reached your thigh, making you sigh.

— You missed me that much, princess? — Kun rubbed your thigh, slightly teasing you. You limited yourself to only nod. — I only left for a few hours. — His fingers brushed your skin, forcing your legs to spread.

— I needed you with me. — Your voice came out with a higher pitch as you whined.

Kun smirked and finally made contact with your pussy. — Is that so?

You tried to kiss him to suppress your whines, but he slightly pulled away, enjoying your reaction when his middle finger massaged your clit.

— Don't tease me, please.

— I'm not planning it. — His voice came out lower than usual before entering his middle finger inside you.

You arched your back and grabbed the edge of the tub, closing your eyes. Kun's lips were at your cheek, leaving small kisses while slowly pulling in and out his fingers.

— Is the pace okay, princess?

— F-... Faster… — You whined, pulling his face to kiss him.

The kiss was messy, you were practically sucking on his tongue to avoid moaning too loud. But when that familiar tickling sensation in your stomach appeared, it was impossible to contain yourself. Even worse when he softly pinched your clit and then switched to massage it, repeating said action until you were a moaning mess.

— Don’t tell me you’re close… I literally just started. — Kun said when he felt you squeeze his finger. Without another word, he added a second finger, sighing at how easy it slipped inside. — Hold it a little bit, I know you can.

You bit your lip and stared at him, begging with your eyes for him to let you cum.

The water wasn’t as hot, but your body was. It felt like your skin burned the longer you tried not to cum.

— Please, baby… — You plead, feeling tears in your eyes.

Kun smirked and brushed his lips with yours. — Just because you look so cute right now.

His lips crashed into yours while his middle and thumb stimulated your clit. Your nails dug into Kun’s skin as you rid your orgasm, body twitching when he didn’t stop fingering you.

— No more… — Your voice was low and you didn’t have the strength to push his hand. But gladly, he stopped, giving you a small kiss on the forehead. — I’m hungry.

This time, Kun didn’t contain himself and wheezed. — I told you you’ll get hungry.

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127tyong · 1 year

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I.O.U

(Be There For You Follow Up)

A/N: Same universe as BTFY, different characters, same medicine. You don't need to read BTFY to understand this story tho they're kinda their own thing

Pairing: Qian Kun X Reader

Genre: Be There For You AU, Smut, Doctor Kun, Good Ending, (as always, i know nothing about medicine lol)

Warnings: Mind Break, kun is kinda mean

Word Count: 2.3k

“I mean, every college kid does a clinical trial to make a quick buck at least once, right? That’s just like, part of the freshman experience!” You were on the phone with your friend as you stood outside the clinic, ready to get tied up to an IV for 10 hours or have your sleep monitored.

“Whatever. Don’t let them do anything stupid to you, alright?” Your friend replied, dryly.

“They’re doctors! They wouldn’t intentionally hurt me, right? Anyways, I’m gonna go in!” Way too optimistic, considering you were willing to go through Hell for $1000.

You walked in and went to the front desk.

“Hi, can I help you?” The worker, wearing a name tag that said “Jeno” asked you. He seemed… like your average nerd. Chunky, black rimmed glasses in a rectangle shape.

“I’m actually wondering if you have any studies that I could participate in.” You smiled up at him, biting your lip, as to avoid asking him if his bright pink hair was up to code.

“Hm…” He grabbed a paper. “How about you fill this out to let us get a better grasp of who you are, then I’ll have a doctor chat with you, alright?” He quickly smiled up at you, but his eyes were cold, probably wishing you’d leave him alone already.

You nodded. “Thanks!”

After about 30 minutes and 100 questions later, you were called into an exam room, and you sat on the bed in there.

A young man with wire rimmed glasses and light blue hair entered and applied hand sanitizer. “So, my name is Kun Qian. So I’ve checked your questionnaire and your medical history, and I’ve compiled a list of things you are able to participate in.”

He handed you a stack of papers, and on top, there it was.

Project E 2.0

This medication is being tested to treat PCOS and other hormone irregularities.

Side effects include a heightened libido, sensitivity during sex, as well as more intense and stronger orgasms.

You glanced up at Kun, who was clicking his pen. “I’ll just do this one, it seems simple enough.”

Kun sighed, rolling his neck back to crack his neck. “The E one? It’s important for you to know that the side effects of this medication are… strong, to say the least.”

“What, am I going to go feral? It’s fine, just give me the jab.” You laughed, but Kun didn’t respond.

“Yes. The woman who received the 1.0 version was unable to sleep, eat… she couldn’t live a normal life for several weeks because of it. All she was able to do was have sex and be force-fed by her doctor… Well, boyfriend now, I guess.” He pulled off his glasses and looked you in the eye. “I promise, I will be right here, ready to assist you, or anything you may need, but I need to know that you can deal with the pain.”

“Well, when you put it like that… I guess I should learn a bit more first.”

“Do you have a husband or wife? Any significant other that might be able to help?” Kun started to write stuff down on his clipboard.

“Er, I have a roommate?” You fidgeted with the hem of your skirt, unsure of what Kun meant.

Kun exhaled loudly, leaning back in his chair, his annoyance with you obvious. “I meant someone you could have sex with, madam.”

“I have a vibrator?” You laughed, the hairs on your arms standing due to your nerves.

Kun bit his lip. “I think it’s in your best interest to choose another option.”

“Um, but I think this would be the easiest for me… All I have to do is track possible side effects, right? And I can go home?” You flipped through the other studies, ranging from a hypothermia study to a sociology study.

“Well, you’d have to stay here for a week, only so we can see how you’d react… but yes, you can.” Kun clicked his pen against the clipboard. “I’ll give it to you. Let me lead you to your room.

It actually wasn’t that bad, considering this was an independent clinic. You had your own bedroom and bathroom, and your roommate sent you clothes for your week stay.

Kun sat on the chair next to your bed, letting you settle in before giving you the shot.

“I’m ready.” You sat on the bed, shuffling over to where Kun was sitting.

“There.” Kun injected it. “I’ll stay with you for the first hour, if you don’t mind.”

“Not at all. Do you wanna get in bed with me?” You scooched over, letting him in.

“Um…” Kun stood up, sitting down next to you, taking his shoes off before moving to sit next to you.

“So, Doctor, how’s your day going?” You turned on the TV in front of you, switching the channel to some cheesy reality Lifetime show.

“You’re the first person I’ve seen today, so I guess… Good.” Kun inspected your body, from the palms of your hands down to your chest, then your thighs and feet. “So… what made you want to do this?”

“Money?” You glanced at him, noticing how plump his lips were after he bit his bottom lip. “Why does anyone let themselves do something like this?”

“Well, you’re not wrong, I guess.” The palm of his hand pressed against your forehead, trying to feel for your temperature. “Are you feeling okay?”

“It’s only been like… 5 minutes, so I guess I feel the same.” You looked up at Kun, who was now standing up and sliding his shoes back on.

A minute turned to two minutes, two turned to twenty, twenty turned to sixty…

“I want to check something.” Kun grabbed his stethoscope, putting it in his ears and against your heart. “I’ll be back in a minute…”

You just sat there, scrolling through your phone.

And it started. Your back hit the bed’s back board, the heat getting to you. You knew you were going to get horny, but you didn’t know it was going to be this bad…

The heavy wooden door opened again. “Okay, so I wanted to see if-”

“Doctor…” Your voice was so whiny, you hardly knew you could make that kind of tone. “Need you.” You sat on your knees, reaching out for him, lips pouting, drawling out every word. Blood coursed through your veins, your heart beating out of your chest. And you felt all the blood rush to your clit at the sight of Kun.

“Fuck.” Kun pressed the stethoscope back against your chest, and after about 10 seconds he ripped it out of his ears, falling down towards your body, one of his hands on your shoulder, the other on your back. “Come on sweetie, let’s get you in the shower… or something, I…” Kun frantically looked around, his concern for you resulting in a furrowed brow. “Did your roommate bring you anything, a dildo, or…”

“You…” You finally got out a word. “Please, fuck me.” Tears began to well up in your eyes. It truly was a feeling you never felt, it was like you had been edging for days without release.

A million thoughts rushed into Kun's mind all at once. The loudest one being the word pathetic. You were a pathetic, whining mess, begging him for his cock, needing to fuck him. And it made him so hard. Any man would get hard in his situation, he figured. But he knew he had to stay professional, even if it was for a few more minutes. “I… I don’t think I can, I mean, I’m your doctor!” Kun pushed you off him, then slipped your jacket off you, trying to get you to cool down.

You had a ball of the fabric of Kun’s lab coat in your fist. “Please, I need… anyone.”

“Fuck, fuck… I thought Jaemin fixed it… I knew I shouldn’t have fucking trusted him.” Kun bit his lip, half wanting to search the suitcase and dressers in your room, but also knowing he needed to comfort you right now.

“Cum… Cum inside me…” You whined, your head hitting Kun’s chest. You breathed in the thick scent of his cologne. Minty, musky and woody. He smelled so good, and that just made things worse for some reason. It truly felt like you were going feral, like you were turning back to your primal instincts, needing him inside you, his warm release, to be filled up. “Need… you inside me…”

“Come on baby… work with me.” Kun helped you to your feet, leading you into the bathroom. The lock on the door automatically locked behind the two of you. Kun started undressing you as quickly as possible then pushed you into the bathtub. “Tell me if the water’s too cold.” He turned on the water, the cold helping lower your temperature.

“Kun…” You cooed, wrapping an arm around his neck. “Please, fuck me.”

You caught Kun looking at your body, up at your breasts and down to your thighs…

“I’ll, um…” Kun’s hand entered the water, and began to rub your clit, making you immediately reach your climax.

“Doctor!” You cried out. “More, more please!”

“I don’t know, I don’t know how to help you anymore…” Kun mumbled, thinking hard.

“Cock, please…” You whined.

“Fuck…” Kun helped you out of the bathtub and wrapped you in a towel, quickly drying you off then leading you to the bed, bending you over the mattress.

“Cum inside, please, please, please…” You really felt like you were actually going brain dead, the only thing on your mind being Kun’s cock.

And he finally was inside you. You let Kun do whatever he wanted to with your body. You figured he must’ve been pent up, too. The way his cock slammed into your womb, hitting your cervix with ease, letting you know how sore you were going to be tomorrow. His hands made their way into your mouth, both middle and ring fingers hooking into your cheeks, stretching your lips horizontally, making you drool, tongue sticking out on its own.

He was rough, nothing like the shy boy he was two seconds ago, who didn’t even know if he should be fucking you. It was like a flip switched in his brain, like he was just pretending to be kind so his cock would feel even better when it went inside you…

“Doctor, please be gentler!” You felt like you were melting on his dick, so hot and so hard…

“I don’t want to.” His hands moved to your neck, wrapping around your neck, choking you until you were unable to breathe.

“Cumming!” You screamed out, hitting your second climax.

You felt your womb filling up with Kun’s cum before he pulled out.

He picked you up and laid you back down. “Do you feel better?”

You nodded, sitting up, covering yourself with the blanket.

“Good. I’ll be back with your dinner.” Kun slid his pants back up then left.

And after about 30 minutes you felt like a bitch in heat all over again.

“Dinner.” Kun entered again after 45 minutes, catching you with your fingers inside yourself. “Jesus Christ…” He sighed, slamming the tray onto the nearest table.

“Doctor…” You whimpered, hoping he would fuck your again.

“You’re so… pathetic. And whiny.” Kun ran his hands through your hair, then grabbed your hand, pulling your fingers out of yourself and licking your juices off. He stood at the foot of the bed, grabbing your foot to pull you down and began to lick your clit.

And again, you practically immediately reached your high…

Kun wiped his face, your cum on his nose and lips. “Do you feel better?”

You shook your head. “Cum…” You whined. “Please?”

Kun facepalmed, sighing. “Ride me.” He sat on the couch in your room.

You slid off your bed and sat on Kun’s lap, facing away from him, lining his cock into you.

“You know, it’ll hurt more if you take it slow. Put it in all at once.” Kun his hand on your waist, stabilizing you.

“I know!” You whined, shoving it in. “Fuck!”

“Hm? Is that it?” Kun’s tone became more mocking than annoyed. “Do I have to do everything for you?” His arm went under your knees, fucking you under you.

“You’re in too deep, Doctor!” You cried out. You felt like Kun was in your womb. “You’re not gonna be able to pull out!”

“Don’t think.” Kun instructed.

And you did as told, letting your brain melt into nothingness other than the feeling of Kun’s cock inside you. You probably wouldn’t be able to recall your own name…

That was, until Kun’s cum flowed inside you again, bringing you into your own orgasm.

Kun dropped you back onto his lap, your arms wrapping around his neck and your head fell onto his chest.

You woke up still on Kun’s lap.

“How long-”

Kun cut you off. “45 minutes. It’s fine.” But really, the entire left side of Kun’s body was numb.

You nodded.

“So, what did you think?” Kun asked you as you climbed off his lap and back onto your own bed.

“It was… good. Amazing, actually, I’ve never felt so good…” You started dreaming about getting stuffed full of Kun’s cum all over again…

“I was talking about the medicine, but thanks for rating my dick.” Kun scoffed, getting up to give you your dinner.

“Oh. Not as fun.” You watched Kun.

“I, um… was thinking that you could live with me and help me test the rest of the iterations of the medication.” Kun hooked you back up to the blood pressure monitor.

“Maybe.” You took a bite of the dinner. “But I’ll say yes if it means I can keep having sex with you.

“You can keep having sex with me even when you stop being my patient.”

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teasteeper · 3 months

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esfj bf!kun

18+ minors dni, f!reader, smut under the cut

esfjs take relationships so seriously, so loyal and caring and hard working for you <3 kun would literally do anything to make things work with you once he falls for you.. maybe the members realize he's been more quiet and focused during practice and recording, eating salad and protein shakes all day and looking buff from the extra hours he's been spending in the gym. his interest in you makes him work even harder than he already does, to the point that he's like a lovesick college boy puffing out his chest and standing a little taller when you walk by. and esfjs need validation, so even if he acts annoyed when the members tease him for staring a little too long at the new pretty little intern running around the company, he secretly loves it.

when you're finally his girl he'd treat you like a little dolly, driving you around whenever you have errands to run, bringing you to practice and backstage at concerts so he can show off his pretty girlfriend- but mostly just to be able to see you, giving you a shy lopsided smile once in a while. he's so excited and willing to share his interests with you, sitting you on his lap at his piano and wrapping his arms around you to place his big hands over yours, pressing down on the keys as he teaches you the song he's been working on (probably something grossly romantic about you).

he's always thinking about you.. so much that he picks up your hobbies and mannerisms. being the perfect guy for you is his full time job.. reading your favourite books, listening to your favourite music, making music he thinks you'll like. he gets off on your praise and validation.. it's all for you.

so when you have an argument or you seem unhappy, he's scared. sex is when he feels most in control, pinning you to his bed while you're on your tummy, marks in the shape of his hands on your ass and the back of your thighs that sting as his hips ram against you. his thrusts are slow but hard, caging your head between his forearms and rambling into your hair, "is that nice, baby? fits perfectly- my perfect girl", he tucks your hair behind your ear and away from the half of your face that isn't squished into the pillow, cooing at your flushed cheeks and long lashes clumped together with tears.

"my pretty girl.. too pretty to be crying"

"i'll fix it, baby. anything- everything for you. just tell me what you want"

"love you.. love when you're under me, looking so pretty when you take it"

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itstheoneshot · 2 years

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Kinktober Day 16

Toys - Kun

!dom Kun

It was always exciting when your boyfriend returned from tour, and always for more reasons than one.

You missed him endlessly, of course. The house felt so empty without him, even in the company of your pets, you missed his arms wrapped around you at night, and making breakfast and dinner together every morning and night.

He returned in the same fashion every time, with open arms to take you into, and always with a souvenir from his travels.

A very special souvenir.

It had become his tradition.

One that you would playfully tease him about, asking how he got away from his managers for long enough to find that kind of store, let alone go into and make a purchase without being caught, but he would always find a way.

This time was no different of course, with a heated embrace just inside the doorway upon Kun’s entrance, you are already melting for him, excited to be together again, and to see what he has brought home for you.

“Baobei,” He murmurs, barely able to pull back from your kiss, “I missed you so much.”

You drape your arms over his shoulders, gazing up at him with so much love in your eyes. You missed him too, and you take this moment to let his return soak in, analyzing his facial structure, his smile, and the way that his eyes sparkle as he looks at you.

“I missed you more,” You reply, “I’m so glad you’re home.”

Kun chuckles as he pulls away from you, and he takes your hand to lead you over to his suitcase. There is no reason to delay this, both of you wanting nothing more than to have your way with the other after just over two weeks apart.

“There weren’t too many stores to look for,” Kun tells you, “But I found something that I know you would like.”

You stand patiently as Kun opens up his suitcase and pulls out a box wrapped discreetly in tissue paper, that was hidden inside one of his hoodies. He lets you open it up, and you feel a pit in your stomach as you realise what he is going to do to you.

“A remote control vibrator,” You murmur, “Kun ge, you… you’re gonna enjoy this aren’t you?”

Kun only smiles in response, taking your hand again to walk out of the hallway, leaving his suitcase to unpack at a later time. Your bedroom is close by, and once you are there, Kun is quick to rush you down onto the mattress. You kiss him again, placing the box down beside you as things get steamy very, very fast.

You are both naked within a matter of minutes, and you had almost forgotten about the toy when all of a sudden Kun stops, and picks up exactly that.

“Now come on, baobei,” He smiles at you, already opening the box and taking the toy out, “It’s going to be fun, I promise.”

You know that he is right, and you allow him to help you. He grabs a bottle of lube from the nightstand and coats the little toy, before very gently pressing it into you, and making sure that it is sitting securely. You feel the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end, anxious about how hard he is going to go on you, but you are soon distracted as he leans in to kiss you again.

Your body jolts as at some point in amongst the heated kisses, Kun switches on the toy inside you. The feeling is surreal and overwhelming, and you dig your nails into his back to keep him from moving away. It feels good, too good, but you don’t want it to stop. The writhing mess you become only turns him on further, and he pulls away from you a little just to watch as you silently cry out his name, as the toy rests against the nerves inside you that send you reeling.

“Blow me,” He orders you, “Or I’ll stop.”

You are on your knees in an instant, happily wrapping your lips around the tip of his cock before moving down to take him in further. The vibrations inside you only become more intense as Kun increases the frequency, it is hard to breathe but you would never complain. You moan around his cock as he moans too at the feeling, desperately doing anything you can to keep him going, not wanting him to make the pleasure cease.

It won’t be long until he finishes, not at the rate of your skills, and judging by the knot set deep in your stomach, you are incredibly close too. You are surprised, you thought that Kun would be much harsher on you, would make you wait, but it seems that tonight he is just as needy as you are.

“Don’t stop,” Kun growls, “You’re going to swallow.”

Your orgasm washes over you with a fiery intensity, and it takes all of your strength to stop yourself from breaking apart, and you keep just enough focus on the blowjob to help him get there too. He twitches in your mouth before releasing, and you feel the familiar warmth spreading as you desperately swallow every last drop until Kun drags you off him by your hair.

You are shaking with pleasure as you look up at him, and you become hyper-aware that the toy inside you is still going, even as you come down from the peak of your high.

“You didn’t think I’d be done with you, did you?” He asks quizzically, as he guides you to lay back down again.

Realisation hits you, it isn’t edging that he was going to do, but overstimulation instead. You are terrified and excited, thrilled and afraid, already a mess from only one, wondering what you are going to be like after more.

“No, baobei,” He shakes his head, “We are going to see just how many times you can take it.”

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queeenarii · 3 months

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Based on someone's post saying Johnny would love the lotus position.

Gender Neutral reader.

🔞 Minors Do Not Ingage

In this : Johnny, Kun, Hendery

CW: choking(John,reader reciving) Hendery(hen reciving). Squirting (reader) Oral (Hen reciving) Slight Orgasm control(John,Kun, reader reciving,) . Mentions of Edging (Kun, reader reciving)

If missed any lmk!!

Johnny

You sit on his lap, swiviling your hips, hands gripping the head board for stability. A moan escapes from your lips as his tip kisses the deepest parts of you.

"Johnny" you whine in desperation. It feels so good. But it's not enough

"Keep going for me beautiful" he croaks out. Eyes hooded and locked on yours. His large hand wraps around your neck, pressing slightly. The slight pressre provides a gentle jolt to your system causing you to throw your head and moan loudly, rutting your hips desperately to chase your high. He plunges deeper filling you up so nicely it drives you insane, and pushes you to take more of him.

"That's it my love" he encourages, voice low and hungry. Johnny rewards your enthusiasm by attaching his mouth to your left nipple, biting softly.

"Fuck" he pants "You look gorgeous on top of me" a new spark picks up from your right nipple as his hand elctrifieas every inch of your skin making you shiver.

There's a rustling, but you pay it no mind, your realise dwelling just under your surface. Buzzing fills the air but before you can react it's attack your clit/tip.

The moan that rips from you is vicious. Booming and drawn out. Once again it's too much. Your skin buzzes in tune with the toy, you pulse at random sucking Johnny in more.

"Look at me" he commands "you know I love to see you loose control" the vibrator diggs harsher onto you boarding on painful. He resumes the assault on your chest, enveloping the left nipple sucking harshly.

"Johnny..." you wail "...Johnny I can't" nails sink into his shoulders. You carve valleys in his dewy skin marking him as yours once again. He inhales at the sting, reveling in it. Reveling in you. His eyes dart down to where you two are joined.

"Fuck. for me pretty. All for me" he groans out bucking his hips up. He turns the settings on the vibrator up once more. It rattles against you in an intoxicating manner. You squeez Johnny harder, your high steadily approaching. His hand grips tighter as he mutters a simple command.

"Cum for me baby"

That's all it takes. Your resolve breaks. You let go.

"That's right make a mess for me" . Johnny ruts up into you helping you ride out your high and chasing his. You whine higher as your orgasm drags on, drenching Johnny's abs and the sheets.

You feel fuzzy like your floating. Your finger tips are on fire as you continue to clench around him.

His hands climb to your waist. Keeping you moving. When your senses are about you, you straighten up, hazy eyes staring into his. Soft lips meet yours as your body unknowningly follow your mind. Dying to have his lips on yours. The over stimulation settles in your bones, your nails dig harder into him.

He grunts "hold on for me baby" his lips barely leave yours "I'm close"

After what feels like an eternity, a hearty groan rings through the air. His teeth sink into your lips, his dull nails provide some solace. A teether for your floating being.

Kun

You don't know what track he was working on. Only that he said he needed you. He needed his muse.

The chair squeaks and the arms press into you, itchy and irritating. Kun leans back from him computer.

But then pleasure rushes your veins. Kuns lips, raw , pink and bruised from his anxious bitting, attaches to your neck drawing out a moan.

"Beautiful" he gasps "such beautiful moans. So Perfect, so pretty. " You hum in content at the praise wiggling in his hold.

Kun sits up. The clacking of keys driving you crazy. You can barely see his face from here, but the furl in his brow ignites your curiosity. Then you hear it. Your voice booms from his system.

He sits back before you can shrink yourself into him, embarrasment washing over you. The desperation in your voice feels raw and unfamiliar. But kun. Kuns hips jolt up at the sound. The sound of home, of peace, of pure beauty. The sound of his muse. Sounds that only he can compose, the master of your body, directing your pleasure like an orchestra.

You're barely moving, but his stare goes right to your core. Your hips rock upwards.

"Please do anything babe" you please growing more desperate by the second.

"Go on beautiful, play me" with his permission you crank your hips. The rough movements sharp and uncoordinated. Kuns skin rubs against yours, the chairs handle digs into your skin more rubbing it raw. You don't know how long you've been like this. An hour? Two?

How long has kun been playing with you? Commanding beats of silence after winding you up so close to your release.

The clacking is back. Kun starts tinkering away again. Frustratation beats in your chest at the sound.

"Kunnieeee, please" you whine, desperate.

" I was just ensuring that it saved" he claims. He leans back again. Taking in your form on top of him, groaning.

"Fuck, you have no idea what you do to me" he says gripping your thighs, squeezing the plump flesh there. His corse hands trail up your thighs and scrape against you teasingly.

"So good for me, my muse" Kuns heels dig into the floor allowing him to thrust hardly into you.

His hands return to your hips, forcing you down on him.

"So good, so pretty, all mine" he almost sings, lost in the vevelty wetness of your walls.

Releif, like finding water in miles of dessert, crashes into you when his hand presses against your clit/dick. It's almost too much, the 3 other orgasms that were stolen from you come back to life. Kun moves his hand quickly , your orgasm a crescendo, begging for a release.

"Come on pretty, you can cum" the sweet words leave his mouth alongside pants and groans. All of his efforts quicken determind to fulfill your desires.

You slump against Kuns body, spent, exausted. The arms of the chair chafing your skin as your legs morph into lead weights. Dealing the ground in search of stability.

Kun scoots closer to his desk, tinkering away again.

About 10 minutes pass before another word is said, kun occasionally searching your face, rubbing your back and legs.

"Are you able to get up?" he asks. You hum, brain still fuzzy and limbs less heavy.

"Maybe" you reply smushing your face further into kuns neck. Kuns chuckle fills you with warmth, pushing you back to look at your face. A chast kiss placed to your lips

"Let's get you home, my muse".

Hendery

"Awe man" Guangheng gasped in defeat, gesturing at the screen.

"This is what... " his voice trails off as you home in on how gorgeous the man in front of you is.

His goofy anger, his frustration makes him hotter. His legs speread, sweatpants leaving little to the imagination. His loose shirt hung off his shoulder exposing the canyons of his collarbones and the delicious skin that covers them.

You set your phone down and saunter over to the couch that he inhabits. Straddling his lap you cease his seemily endless chatter, collecting his lips with yours. The room falls silent , peacefulness returned , nothing but the hum of his game in the background.

"If you wanted me to be quiet all you had to do was ask(/j) " he smirks playfully pulling you closer into him. Of course Guangheng couldn't stay silent for long.

"I want you. Quiet or not" you whisper into his ear, grinding down on him teasingly.

"Well all you had to do was ask(/j/sx)" he repeats again. His hand finds your head, pulling you together for another heated kiss. Your cold hands thaw against the hot skin under his shirt, coaxing it off of him.

You push yourself off of him, sinking down to your knees. Hendery lifts his hips to free him self for you. You nuzzle up against his dick, slotting it into your mouth, hands on Hendery thighs.

"Fuck" he pants, his tip skims the back of your throat, your body both refusing and encouraging the action. The hair at his base tickles, your nose scrunching in response. You pull off of him and sneeze.

"Your so cute" his infectious laugh fills the room once more. the crack of a slap following as you retaliate against his bare thigh. Your mouth returns to him coaxing him to full hardness.

Once your satisfied. You return to his lap, hips hovering over his cock and chest over his face. He can't help but to press his face into it with a satisfied hum, kissing and sucking at the skin. Licking along your stretch marks.

"Love your tits" his muffled voice rings. The stretch of his cock is addicting in the way it splits you open. Slowly you fit him inside moaning as he reaches deep inside you.

You start moving your hips to your own rhythm, grabbing your boob in one hand, pinching your nipple. The sting is delicious and your other hand trails down to your core stimulating you there.

Guangheng cant do anything but sit and watch as you use him. His tries to keep his hips under control. Occasionally your thrusts meet the pleasure unexpected yet welcomed.

Your hands stop thier movement frantically searching for Henderys. Your hand lace together and you guide back to your chest. Hendey takes the bait. Fondling and gripping your titts. The sporatic tweaks of your nipples amplify the electricity surging through your body. The soft tugs are soothing but the harsh pinches are electrifying.

Your hand picks up speed as do your hips. Hendery digging his blunt nails into your chest as your velvety walls squeeze him.

"Shit" you gasp out. Your free hand climbes up Henderys torso. You stop at his nipples flicking them slightly. Hendery groans in response, his fluffy hair meeting the back of the sofa.

Your lips find his neck, his hand your core replacing yours. Your free hand reaches its final destination, curling around his thick neck the best your hands could.

Guangheng goes wild. His eyes roll back, his hand picks up speed on your clit and his other had trades your nipple for his own. His hips move on their own accord. Out of tune with your movememebts but delightful none the less.

Your bodies ruffling is all you hear, until his loud moan ripples through the air.

"Cum with me princess" he begs looking back at you, his eyes commanding the attention of your own.

His face soon contours in pleasure, his moan loud and deep. His hips piston into yours, driving you to your high.

Eventually the cord snaps. Your coming on his spent dick and the last drops of his release mix with yours. Your hips circle languishing in the pain that resides after your orgasm.

"I should loose more often huh" of course Guangheng couldn't stay silent for long.

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ronjunnie · 4 days

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thetypingpup · 2 years

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Of Silver Tongues and Golden Days

Pairing: creative writing professor!kun x student!reader (female reader)

Genre: smut, college!au

Wordcount: 3.2K

Content: age gap (legal ofc), oral (female receiving), unprotected sex in the lecture hall, pet names, lots of praise and body worship

Attraction and desire are incredible forms of inspiration, and Dr. Qian decides to show you just how much you inspire him.

“...And that’s why you want to incorporate sensory details.”

You’re trying your hardest to pay attention to Dr. Qian, you really are. This was your favorite class this semester, and you really did learn from him. But today, you found yourself phasing in and out of the lecture, catching only bits and pieces at a time.

If you’re being honest with yourself, everything about him turns you on. From the way his lips move as he talks, to the way his long fingers curl around the expo marker as he writes, to the timbre of his voice as he explains what was in the textbook chapter you didn’t read before class. At one point he steps away from his podium to the other side of the board and you can only wonder why did he decide to wear a blazer today? As if his attire of a button up and rather tight fitting slacks wasn’t enough, now you had to endure the absolutely alluring way the blazer frames his shoulders and torso.

Dr. Qian has always been attractive, one of the most attractive professors you ever had, but today it’s really starting to get to you. Maybe it’s the way sunlight floods in through the windows, highlighting the subtle gleam in his dark eyes and brightening the room with bright gold rays. Maybe it was the way he kept glancing in your direction throughout the lecture, those eyes boring into yours as he instructs the class to, “Focus on how you feel writing the scene.”

It’s not the first time he looked in your direction, but today his eyes are alight with something intense, imperceptible to everyone except for you. His gaze ignites something within you, bringing heat to the surface of your cheeks as you try in vain to pay attention to the rest of the lecture. You press your legs together, feeling a flicker of arousal right between your legs as he says, “Really draw the reader in and immerse them. Make them feel what you feel.”

You let out a sigh of relief as he sits at his desk and assigns you a short prompt to work on. All you had to do was pick something in the room and describe it. You rush to take out a pen and paper, thankful to receive a reprieve from the onslaught of erotic excitement. Your hand automatically moves across the paper and you get lost in the words you write, allowing yourself the chance to get your feelings under control and stare at something other than his adam’s apple or his sharp jawline. The energy that thrums through your body is soon channeled through your hand and onto the page in the form of hastily scribbled words, and for the first time since you walked in, you can breathe easy without the staccato stutter from sensual stimulation.

Dr. Qian looks calm and collected as he thumbs through his book, waiting for the students to hand in their assignments before leaving. You make sure you’re the last one done, staring right at him as you add your paper to the pile. His soft hair is still perfectly styled, not a hair out of place, round glasses perched atop his nose. Standing in front of his desk, face to face with those hands, those lips, those eyes, has your breath hitching despite yourself.

“Finished?” He quirks a brow but doesn’t look up from his book, his tone deceptively casual.

You nod, biting your lip. You stand there at his desk, waiting as he sets the book down and picks up your prompt. He reads over your paper, eyes widening for a moment in shock before gleaming with satisfaction. He chuckles softly, and you’re not sure whether to be offended or worried at his reaction.

“Do you know what you wrote?” He inquires with a curious lilt. Honestly you weren’t sure what was on the paper, too lost in trying to distract yourself from staring at him.

He hands your paper back to you, the corner of his lip lifting in amusement, “It would appear that you wrote about me.”

You feel all sensation drain from your face as you scan the words on the page. All of your thoughts were right there, clear as day, even musings that weren’t consciously at the forefront of your mind. You described every part of him with the utmost detail, from his face, to his voice, to his attire, to the idea of a tent forming between his legs as you-

“There’s no need to be worried. I don’t mind.” His words thankfully pull you out of your riviere, his expression kind and calm as he admits, “If anything, I’m quite flattered to be a source of inspiration for you. After all, that’s what you are to me.”

He’s just as calm as he stands from his desk and approaches you from behind, hands automatically finding purchase on the curve of your waist. Those plush lips you spent a great deal of time eyeing brush over your ear as he whispers to you, “You’ve been an inspiration to me for quite some time, my dear. Everytime I look at you, everytime you speak, I feel a rush of exhilaration that I haven’t felt in such a long time. Ideas flow through my mind faster than I could keep up with, mingling with an ever present need to have you. I envision sweeping landscapes and gorgeous designs, backdrops for plots of grand proportions. At first I tried to ignore it, trying to maintain the boundaries of this...academic relationship, but I can’t deny it anymore.”

His voice is deeper than earlier, taking on an almost rough quality that has you weak in the knees as he speaks, “I want you. I want you more than anyone I’ve ever had. Truth be told I’ve been lusting after you all semester, and now that I see that you want me too, I just have to get my chance. That is, if you’ll let me.”

By now your head is spinning with arousal, and you grip the edge of the desk to ground yourself. You turn around and breathlessly tell him yes Dr. Qian, yes you want him too. How could you say no when he tells you in that voice that he’s been wanting you just as badly as you want him?

“Kun,” He insists as he leans in closer, chest pressed against your back, “I want to hear you say my name while you take my cock.”

His lips feel so good as they trail kisses down your neck, heated pleasure sparking from each spot he kisses. You gasp in surprise as he presses his hips against your ass, and you can feel that he’s even more worked up than you. The outline of his arousal is clear as day, and your mind whirls with lust as his hands grab hold of your hips and he grinds against you, pulling you against him.

“This, is how I always imagined having you,” He mutters between quiet grunts, and you bite back a moan as you feel his length slide against your core through your clothes, “Bent over my desk just like this, screaming my name as you gasp for air, fucking you right into the hard wood.”

“But first,” He pauses, relaxing his grip on you as he says, “I have to see the rest of that gorgeous body for myself.”

He makes quick work of your clothes, a flurry of garments falling to the floor in a rush of fabric. Statements of want escape his lips atop quick pants as he gets more worked up by the moment, “I couldn’t wait to see you like this, completely undressed and all to myself. And now, now that I see what you look like under those layers of clothes…”

He trails off and before you know it your ass meets the cool wood of the edge of the desk, his hands settling on your hips as he gazes at you with a look of sheer reverence, “You’re even more perfect than I could’ve ever imagined.”

Anything you have to say disappears on the tip of your tongue as he kisses you feverishly, hands roving all over your body. Within seconds he grabs one of your thighs, squeezing it as his other hand fondles your breast. You manage to tug his blazer off his shoulders as you kiss him back just as hard, humming against his mouth as he presses closer to you. The blazer falls to the floor in a heap of black fabric as you tug open the buttons of his shirt, watching between kisses as the planes of his broad chest are slowly revealed. He grips your waist at this, fingertips pressing into the skin harder and harder as his tongue slips past your lips. His tongue strokes your own as he maps out your mouth, and he moans aloud against your lips.

“I could keep kissing this beautiful mouth of yours all day,” He breathes out between kisses, “Your lips are so soft and fit perfectly against mine, like you were made for me.”

He pulls back for the moment and cups your face, speaking to you in a tone of reverence that has your cheeks burning so hot you’re sure he can feel it as his thumbs brush over your cheekbones, “You’re gorgeous my dear, from your dazzling eyes, to your soft lips, to your beautiful hair. Absolutely gorgeous.”

He takes a moment and runs his tongue over his bottom lip, eyes darkened with lust as he looks you up and down, “But the rest of you must be appreciated as well.”

His lips move down your throat to where your neck meets your shoulder, dancing over the skin of your collarbone as he muses aloud, “You look positively delectable, my dear. It’s almost too good to be true, that I can see every inch of your skin, touch every part of this glorious form.”

Heat continues to burn atop your cheeks as his hands fondle your breasts, kneading the flesh in his eager hands, “You are truly something to behold, from the peaks of your breasts to the valley of your waiting core. You need only ask, and I would travel this landscape every day.”

His head moves down quickly, pure need slowly overtaking his desire to explore you. He traces a line right down the middle of your torso with his mouth, all the while describing each bit of you in exquisite detail. His lips press against every part of you, even your imperfections, insisting they add to the absolutely radiant portrait that is you. The mixture of timidity and titillation flowing through you becomes more overwhelming by the moment, swirling in a viscous pool in the pit of your stomach. To think that he’s coming up with these poetic descriptions off the top of his head, all because of you, has you more turned on than you ever thought possible.

His face is nestled between your breasts, nuzzling the flesh as he mumbles, “You’re a work of art, like a statue carved by the greatest sculptor, and crafted from the finest stone in the land. The most delicate and meticulous brush strokes came together to form the painting that is you, more worthy of awe and wonder than the birth of Aphrodite herself.”

The next thing you know he’s kneeling beneath you, teasing your legs apart with practiced ease before pressing open mouthed kisses just below your navel. He looks up at you with those eyes as he slowly teases his way down to the apex of your thighs, those eyes now alight with eroticism and pure esteem. He doesn’t stop mumbling about how beautiful you are as he mouths at your thighs, using a hint of teeth to punctuate his points, just enough to make you gasp and grab his hair.

You let out a rather undignified squeak as he buries his nose in your heat, taking a long inhale. He picks up on your shyness as chuckles as he pulls back, remarking, “Remember what I said about sensory details, my dear. Every little bit counts, and might I say your scent is absolutely intoxicating.”

Abashment doesn’t get the chance to fully form as his tongue starts mapping out the folds of your centre, moving slowly as if he’s trying to memorize every bit of you. You keep your grip on his hair as pleasure flickers through your core like candlelight with each stroke of his skilled tongue.

“You taste even better than you look,” He notes, fingers curled around your hips as his thumbs spread you open, “Like the most succulent nectar the world could offer.”

His tongue runs over your clit just as languidly, eyes transfixed on your entrance between licks. He hums lowly between the unhurried laps of his tongue as he muses aloud, “It’s fascinating, how your juices flows from the petals of your delicate flower with each flick of my tongue. I swear, I could feast upon the absolute ambrosia that is your slick arousal for an eternity, and still never be satisfied.”

He licks more incessantly at your flaring heat, growing more and more desperate by the moment as he indulges in the addictive delicacy that is your core. You arch your back as he moves faster and faster, panting as that flame of pleasure burns with greater intensity with each passing moment, especially when he wraps his lips around your clit and sucks. You feel him slowly ease two fingers past your entrance and thrust, shuddering from the vibrations as he remarks how tight you are right against your clit. You buck your hips as he slowly pumps his fingers inside you, letting out a whimper as his fingertips reach the sensitive bundle of nerves deep inside you. Your excitement builds and builds, the coil of lust tightening in the pit of your stomach.

He stops right before you cum, his gaze gleaming with desperation as he tells you, “I can’t wait another second. I have to fuck you, and I have to fuck you now.”

Your back meets the cool wood of the desk as he frees his cock and slowly eases his way inside you, “I’d much rather have you like this, so I can see the entirety of your flawless form while I fuck you.”

You bite your lip as his sheer girth stretches you like no one else has before, gasping out a whimper as his length plunges deeper inside you than anyone you’ve ever had. He holds your face in his hands as you get used to the size of him, a humored rumble giving his voice a slight lilt, “I understand I require quite the adjustment. There’s no rush. But please, when I do fuck you into this desk, don’t hold back the splendid symphony of your sensual sonority. I want to hear everything.”

With a languid exhale you relax and nod to tell him to start, gripping his biceps as he starts thrusting into you. You press your fingertips against the toned muscle through the fabric of his shirt, panting out moans and whines of pleasure as his cock slides in and out of you. He grunts through clenched teeth, forehead hovering above yours as he mutters, “Oh fuck you feel amazing, with your velvet heat rippling around me. Fuck you’re so fucking tight.”

You can tell he’s losing his composure, his brilliantly constructed musings slowly giving way to more vulgar statements of carnal hunger. His brows knit above his closed eyes and he stops talking all together for the moment, lips parted to let out the most sensual, erotic sounds of pleasure you’ve ever heard. It’s absolutely melodic, the way his voice deepens and dances atop the waves of euphoria that course through you with each dive into your core, a rough grunt pitching the end of each groan. It’s enough to have your clit pulsing as he thrusts into you, and you grip onto him tighter as you lose yourself in the absolute bliss that overcomes you.

Grabbing your hip with one hand as he starts fucking you faster, his other hand bracing himself on the desk by your head. You hold onto him tighter as he rams you into the desk, your body jostled with each thrust, just as he intended. His groans start to take on a breathy quality, and you can hear him quickly getting overwhelmed. He opens his eyes long enough to tell you, “Damn, you look amazing like this, my dear. Look at you, writhing in pleasure beneath me, squeezing around me so fucking tightly.”

The sheer heat of the flame in his gaze flows through you, mingling with the searing bliss that pulses through your veins with each deep thrust. His words become more poetic once again, his hand coming off the desk to hold your face as he speaks, slowing his thrusts for the moment, “You look even better like this, lost to the throes of passion. No siren, no femme fatale, no goddess, holds a candle to the absolutely enchanting allure you possess.”

He stops talking and starts fucking you harder, making you cry out as he hits your sweet spot head on. His groans get rougher and rougher as he grips you hard enough to leave bruises, and you hear the desk creak as he slams into you. The sound of skin slapping echoes off the walls of the lecture hall, mingling with your shared moans of pure bliss. You all but scream and toss your head back at a particularly powerful rush of ecstasy, and he takes the opportunity to lean down and press searing kisses to your neck. You choke on a keen as he bites down on your sensitive spot, sending pleasure spiking through you and intertwining with the waves of fiery euphoria coursing through you with each thrust. You arch your back and wrap your arms around him, pulling him down against your chest as you cum, an explosion of ecstasy overtaking your entire body by surprise. Through the haze of your orgasm you faintly hear him growl your name as you clench around him, and you feel him thrust a few more times before he cums deep inside you in thick spurts of hot seed.

To say you’re confused is an understatement when you hear the scratch of pen on paper beside you. Panting, you look beside you to see that he’s not tired in the least bit. Instead he’s fervently writing, still buried deep inside you. Absently, you ask what the hell he’s doing. He doesn’t seem to hear you, so you repeat the question, and you have to wait a few moments more before he tells you.

“I’ve finally gotten inspiration after so long. Finally, thanks to you, there are words on the page again.” He kisses you, murmuring against your lips as he tells you, “I can’t let this be a one time thing. I must have you again. Please, my dear, please be my muse.”

You smile against his lips and return the kiss, telling him that it would seem that you already are.

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