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Mr Baek - Baek Zuho

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Warnings: AU, CEO AU, nudism, explicit language, light nipple play, pet/nicknames, sir kink, dirty talk, fingering, panty fingering, cum tasting, blowjob, kinda messy, window sex, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), aftercare, hint of future relationship.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

You clear your throat as you tug on the skirt you wore for work, your boss, Mr Baek Juho, was strict with the uniform code, and you were to make sure you were presentable at all times for him and the clients that would pass by to see him, you were his secretary for almost six months now, and you would never in your life admit out loud that you had a crush on the man.

“Mr Baek…” You knock on the door, already feeling your heart rate drumming loudly in your chest, you just needed to tell him that his late evening appointment had been cancelled and rescheduled for the following week, but you still felt nervous, maybe it was the cold stare you were always met with that caused it, or maybe it was the knowledge of knowing how he likes to run his business and he disliked when his employees messed up and made the company look bad. But you certainly hadn’t messed up… So the only answer to your nervousness was the fact that you liked your boss a little too much.

“Come in,” You hear him say. You take the door knob with a shaky hand before twisting it open and pushing the door open, he clicks on something on his computer before standing to pull his dress shirt back into place. “Has Mr Kai arrived for our meeting?” A strand of hair was over his forehead, while the remainder of his hair was pushed back.

“I, no, he had just called to reschedule for next week at ten in the morning instead,” You say. “He had mentioned that something had come up, and he couldn’t make the meeting today, Mr Baek,” You explain, hoping you wouldn’t stumble over your words while his eyes were looking directly into yours from across the room.

“Hmm,” He hums as he nods his head. “Thank you for informing me, it seems that we can pack up and go home, thank you for staying until now, Ms Y/l/n,” You lightly smile at him and give a quick nod. “Could you perhaps close that window for me and shut the curtains?” Your eyes move towards the open window.

“Yes, of course, Mr Baek,” You say before fully stepping into his office and shutting the door behind you, shutting the door behind you was a natural instinct by now, you had learned early on to close it when you were called into his office. You make your way towards the window and reach up as you hear him begin to move some things around on his desk, your shirt lifts upwards and slips from where it was tucked into your skirt and exposing some of your skin while your skirt rides up just a little. Zuho pauses with what he is doing as his eyes move towards you as you struggle to reach the window that was pushed open, he knew you would struggle to reach it, he had after all chosen one of the top windows to open, his eyes move down to your middle and saw your exposed stomach. Perhaps it was an abuse of his power, but he loved to catch small glimpses of you in any way he could without making a move or making you feel uncomfortable.

“Struggling Ms. Y/l/n?” He asks as he clicks on the button to shut off his computer. He moves away from his desk as he rolls up his sleeves, you turn towards him about to reassure him that you could do it, only for him to already press himself up against you and reach for the window. “I apologise, I didn’t realise it was too high,” You swallow as he pulls it shut and locks it, you turn yourself to look outside the window, waiting for him to take a step back, but he never does. “Beautiful view of the city lights tonight, isn’t it?” You swallow as you feel his cologne surround you and fill your lungs with each breath in. You begin to lower your arms as you realise you haven’t yet and glance upwards and see him pressing his hands into the glass, the veins on his arms prominent before disappearing underneath the sleeves.

“I… ye-yes, it i-is,” You stutter out, and instantly start cursing yourself for stuttering in front of him. “I… let me just get the curtains, and then, then I’ll be off,” You could feel heat moving along your neck to your cheeks and your palms getting sweaty, before you could step to the side, his arms moved down to block you and keep you from moving away, your breathing stops, and you freeze in your spot, he lowers his head, and you feel his breathing right against your neck and earlobe.

“Ms Y/n/l… you seem a bit tense, perhaps you could tell me what’s causing you to be so tense?” He asks. As if he did not know, he knew very well, he knew what he made others feel, and he knew his reputation as the owner of his company, he knew he made others nervous in his presence, but he hoped to the heavens that you were feeling a different type of nervousness around him, because truth be told, he had taken a liking to you, and having you work as his secretary, it was always a pleasure to enter the office and find you at your desk greeting him with a smile, ready to prepare him for his daily schedule before you would return to your desk, and out of sight from him. He had wished his office walls were made of glass, just so he could take glances at you, but thankfully it was not, otherwise he wouldn’t have done any of his work.

“Mr Baek… I, just… it’s just… it’s late and, and… I need to, I should…” You stutter, unable to get your mind to work properly to find a decent enough excuse, it was like your mind had completely shut down, and it wasn’t giving you any type of words. His hands slide down the window leaving behind a smeared handprint before you feel his hands brush over your hips, pushing your shirt up slightly, and brushing his hands along your warm skin, the cold feeling of his hands makes you gasp and shut your eyes.

“Do I make you this tense and nervous?” He asks in a hushed tone, his voice right by your ear, you had to hold yourself back from whimpering. “You can tell me, there won’t be any repercussions if you say it’s me,” His hands pause on your exposed skin, and you feel your skin slowly begin to heat up, it suddenly felt like the air had thickened in the room. “Are you comfortable like this?” Your heart was hammering in your chest, you weren’t complaining about how close he was or about the warmth he was giving off, but there was one thing, one problem, he was your boss. “Or should I Take a step back?” The question had a different meaning as well, and you had an idea of what he was really asking.

“Yo-you’re my boss, Mr Baek…” You mumble. “This shouldn’t be… you shouldn’t be…” You feel his thumbs dip into the elastic of your skirt and hold onto it, making you swallow what you were about to say next.

“Let me rephrase it,” He says, making you shiver at how strong his tone is. “Do you want me to take a step back, and we can both pretend this moment never happened, or do you want to keep going and see where this could lead us both?” Gosh, did you want to find out where this would lead to, but what would that mean for you when you had found out where it would lead, what would it mean for your job?

“I…” You begin and open your eyes to look through the window, you can see your reflection against the window and the city lights scattered around, you swallow as you make your final decision. “I want to see where this leads,” Your voice was quiet as you spoke.

“Are you sure?” He asks. “Because you shouldn’t agree to something if you’re not fully sure,” Your thoughts race through your mind, he was making sure that you actually wanted to do down this road, and not just starting with whatever he had in mind.

“I… I’m sure, I want to know, I…” You take in a deep breath. “I want to see what happens,” His hand slides upwards, pushing your shirt upwards with his arms.

“Even with all the possible risks involved?” He asks. Did he want to try and talk you out of it, or was he just testing you, to see how far you were willing to go and what exactly your feelings were. “There could be a lot at stake, are you willing to risk it?”

“Mr Baek… I would be willing to risk it,” You breathe out. You feel his lips brush against your earlobe, his breathing is slow, his hands pause on your ribs, and you feel his fingers push down against your flesh.

“If you’re completely sure…” He mumbles and slides his hands over your ribs and over your sides before you feel his hands fumble with the clasp of your bra, it only took him a few seconds to unclasp it and the hold on your breast to loosen. He slides his hands from underneath your shirt and moves them between the window and your body and begins undoing the buttons, his lips move along your neck, peppering kisses along your skin. You try to steady your breathing as you feel your shirt completely fall open, his hands move to the top of your shoulders, and he slowly slides the sleeves down your arms until they hit the floor, his lips move away from your neck and over your shoulders, pushing the straps of your bra down your shoulders using his nose. “Still sure about this?” His voice makes you gasp, your thoughts hadn’t settled at all when he had started undressing you, but fuck, you were more sure about this than you were about anything else.

“Yes, oh, fuck yes,” You breathe out, your bra hits the floor and within a few seconds his hands were cupping your breasts, and he was rolling your nipples between your fingers, you could feel wetness growing between your folds, warmth slowly spreads through your body, and you swore you could see the window starting to fog up from the heat your body was producing, his lips move over your shoulder, and you feel them latch onto your skin to leave a mark behind. “Mr Baek…” You sigh and reach back with one hand, you feel him inhaling sharply as your hand lands on his front, right where you could feel him growing harder. You slowly palm your hand against his pants, earning a low groan from him, his fingers pull at your nipples before his hands start to massage into the soft flesh. You feel him pull away from your shoulder, strings of saliva breaking off onto your warm skin.

“Let me just turn you around so I can see you,” He says. You feel his hands leave your chest and move to your hips, you pull your hand away from his pants, and he turns you around and pushes you up against the glass, making you gasp and move onto the tips of your toes for a split second at how cold the glass felt against your skin. “Step out of your shoes for me,” You slowly slip one foot out of your shoe before doing the same with the other, you hear them tumble to the side as he kicks them out of the way. You reach up and move your hands to the top of his dress shirt and slowly undo the first button, your eyes flicker to his face to watch his reaction, to make sure that you can take off his shirt. “Keep going, don’t stop,” Your eyes met his, and you could see how much darker they were. Your hands move to the next button, and you feel his hands sliding up your sides and move over your ribcage before he cups your breasts, you undo the final button on his shirt and move your hands underneath the piece of clothes, feeling his warm skin beneath your hands, and slowly you slide them over his chest, pausing at his nipples.

“Mr Baek… may I?” You ask. You feel his thumbs slide over your nipples, and he nods his head, you lick your lips as your eyes lower to his chest, and you use your arms to push his shirt wider open before you lean closer, your thumb slides over his nipple, and he waits in anticipation for your tongue or mouth to touch the other.

“Ohh, fuck, that feels…” He mumbles as your tongue slides along the bud, the feeling of your tongue and the warm wetness is sending his mind into a spin, with each lick your tongue slides faster over his nipple, which causes his breathing to pick up. “So good, it feels so fucking good,” He breathes out, you slide your hands upwards, abandoning playing with his nipple, your hands reach the top of his shoulders, and you begin pushing down the fabric from them, your hands slide down to his biceps as you slide the sleeves down his arms.

“So strong Mr Baek,” You mutter before your mouth wraps around his nipple, and you suck on it, his fingers dig a little harder into your breasts as he feels his cock twitch in his pants as it continues to grow, his shirt pauses at his elbows, and you slide your hands back up to his shoulders, you were trying to feel everything on his arms, to try and familiarise yourself with him and what he liked having touched and what didn’t do it for him. You pull back from his nipple and drop a hand down to it, using your finger to spread the saliva over it while gently blowing against it.

“Hmm…” He grunts and closes his eyes for a moment, taking in the feeling that is going through him, his hands release your breast, and he slides them down, making sure to keep constant contact with your skin, it feels like he is leaving behind a burning trail as his hands travelled down to your skirt. You feel him quickly find the zip at the side of your skin and undoes it, the fabric pools around your ankles once it falls from your waist, and his fingers move to the elastic of your stockings. “I always wondered what it would be like to tear these from you and bend you over my desk,” You feel your insides churning and your pussy twitching at his words.

“They’re a bit in the way from doing so,” He says and moments later you hear the fabric tearing as he tugs on them roughly, you swear that alone caused most of your juices to spill onto your panties, he pushes them down your legs, tearing them further before releasing them, his shirt slides down his arms further before finally hitting the floor. “Bend down and take them off for me,” You lower down and take them off, not bothering to be careful since you wouldn’t be able to use them again in the future, you stand once you have slipped them off and lift them to show him, he takes them from your grasp and bunches them before tossing it towards his desk. “I’ll take them home with me,” He looks between your bodies, and you feel his hand touch the side of your thigh and slowly move it towards your panties. “Refrain from wearing those types of stockings again, use the knee-high ones from now on.”

“Yes, sir,” You say, making him pause at the word ‘sir’. You watch as he takes in a slow deep breath before he lifts his gaze, your walls squeeze at the look in his eyes.

“Call me sir one more time…” He slowly says. Your lips part and you slowly breathe in, your heart hammers in your chest as your mouth suddenly feels dry. “It sounds so good, say it again.”

“S-sir…” You stutter, a low groan falls from the back of his throat and his hand slides over your thigh and between your legs, his fingers press down hard against the centre of your panties, and you gasp as you feel him pushing two fingers between your folds, forcing the fabric between them and against your pussy causing a sloshing sound of your wetness goes through the air.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking good, such a good girl for me, and so fucking wet for me already,” He says, his filthy words were a signal to you that something had snapped inside him, and something had been awoken inside him from the word ‘sir’. “Have you been imagining something like this happening before?” You had been, and you never in a million years thought that you would find yourself in this position. “I’ll tell you what, I’ve been imagining this, never thinking it was actually going to happen,” He slides his fingers around your folds, pushing more of the fabric between them, you could feel sweat building onto your skin as the temperature rises in his office. “So far, I’m not disappointed at all,” His fingers press down against your entrance, and you feel the fabric pushing down against your clit, the friction causing your breathing to hitch before the air in your lungs quickly leaves as you feel your panties being pushed inside you.

“Sir, oh my fucking gosh, fuck, sir!” You moan, the feeling of your panties sliding against the bundle of nerves was causing a knot of tension to build inside you, and the feeling of his fingers sliding inside you, stretching your walls, the rough fabric around his fingers was making you gasp and causing your mind to spin. “SiiIirrr!” Your head turns from side to side as you try to keep yourself standing. “Oh my fucking…” His fingers slide out from you, and you feel the fabric loosen against your clit, your eyes roll to the back of your head as you gasp for air.

“What a pretty look that is,” He states before pushing his fingers back inside you. “Will you cum for me while I use your own panties to fuck you?” You could hear your juices sloshing each time his fingers pushed inside you and slid out. You move your hands to his shoulders and hold onto him, your fingers dig into his skin as you try to hold onto reality, but it was slipping from you, and quickly.

“Fuck, fuck, yes, yes, oh, my fucking!” You moan as your lids flutter, and you lean your head back against the window, gasping for air as heat courses throughout your body, your skin feels like it is on fire. “SIR!” You slam your hands against the window behind you, scratching at it as you feel a high quickly approaching you. “SIR, SIR!” He curls his fingers inside you, the fabric rubs against your walls, and you suck your stomach in as you feel the tension growing bigger inside you. “I’m… I’m go-gonna…” Your head turns to the side and your lids flutter, you push your hips forward, trying to get his fingers to slide in deeper, desperate to feel them reaching deeper.

“Such a needy little thing,” He mumbles, and you feel his fingers come to a half inside you. “Do you want to cum like this?” You slowly turn your head to look at him, your breathing is loud. “On my fingers, through your panties?” You could feel your high slowly subsiding the longer his fingers went unmoving inside you.

“… Yes,” You whisper. “Fuck, yes, sir,” You say louder this time. “I want to so badly right now, fuck,” He leans closer to you, and you hold your breath as his forehead almost touches yours, he looks into your eyes with an intense gaze, your jaw slacks and a moan leaves your lips as his fingers begin pumping in and out of you again. “Siiirr, I s-siiir,” You try to keep your eyes open, not wanting to look away from the hypnotising gaze he had. “I… I…” You feel his fingers pull out from you completely. “Siiiirrr, nooo, no, no!” His fingers hook the side of your panties and your back arches as you feel the fabric being pulled away from your sensitive pussy.

“Be patient…” He mumbles. You blink rapidly as you try to focus on what he had said, his fingers brush against your outer lips, spreading your juices over the crease of your pussy before his fingers slip between your folds, you hold your breath as you feel three digits pressing against your entrance. “Will you be a good girl for me and take it?” You were certain that you were wet enough to take them, the thought of three of his fingers filling you was making your mind spin, and you felt unstable on your feet.

“Yes, fuck… fuck, yes, sir, I can!” You cry out desperately, desperate to feel his fingers inside you again, desperate to have a release. His fingers push against your entrance, slowly slipping inside you, your lips part as his fingers stretch your walls, the feeling of them moving inside and filling you, it felt for a moment like you were floating. “Siiiiirrrr!” Your eyes roll to the back of your head and your lids shut, specs of dust begin to appear behind them as you feel his fingers slowly pumping in and out of you, spreading them open inside you to cause more of a stretch inside you every few pumps. “I’m… I…” You were breathing loudly, and your fingers scratched the glass behind you.

“Cum for me, baby,” He says in a low tone, which sends a shockwave up your spine, his thumb presses against your clit, and you lean back, throwing your back and pushing it against the glass.

“SIIRR!” You cry as fireworks explode behind your lids as the ball of tension inside you explodes, your walls pulse around his fingers as you cum around them. “SIIR, OH MY… OHH, OH, UH, UHM!” His other hand cups your tit and rubs his thumb over your nipple, adding to the stimulation already coursing through you, your body shakes against the window, and you feel like you’re floating on cloud nine. “SIRRR, FUCKFUCKFUCK!” Your toes curl into the floor as a hot tingling sensation shoots up your legs going straight to your pussy, his fingers rapidly pump in and out of you while his thumbs were rubbing your clit and nipple.

“What a good girl for me, making such a pretty mess on my hand,” He coos with a deep tone. “I wonder how you’re going to taste,” His words ease you through the high as you slowly come down from it, your body slowly stops shaking until you’re just leaning against the window for support.

“Siiirrr!” You moan, your body felt tingly and sticky and your mind was a complete haze. His fingers slow down until he completely stops and keeps them buried inside you, his thumb slides away from your nipple, but he keeps his hold on your boob.

“The way you look when you’re cumming…” He begins to say in that deep fucking voice that was always a weakness to you, but hearing him speak after you’ve just gone through a high, it sounded so much different and in a good way. “You look so good, fuck, it’s a sight to behold,” You slowly open your eyes and blink rapidly to adjust to the light, his face was still extremely close to you. You feel his fingers slowly slide out from you., making you shake and twitch at the friction that it caused

“Oh, uh, uhm, sir…” You moan at the light friction being caused, he pulls his hand away from your pussy, the pressure against your clit disappears, and your pussy suddenly feels empty and cold without his hand there, your body freezes as you watch his hand appear in your line of sight, he leans back slightly, and you watch as he moves his hand closer to his face. “Sir…” Your voice just above a whisper, your breathing hitches as you watch him place his middle finger into his mouth, his lips close around his finger, and you watch as he slowly pulls it out, cleaning your juices from it.

“Hmm, so good,” He says and licks his lips, he takes a step back and your eyes drop between your bodies, catching the tent that had formed in his pants, fuck, it must have felt so restricted.

“Mr Baek, sir…” You breathe out, you lift your gaze to look at him. “May I help you with that problem?” You move your hand to cup his cock through his pants and watch as his lids flutter, you slide your hand along his length until it reaches the top of his pants where his belt was, you bring your other hand to his pants and undo the belt, the metal clinging together causes your inside to twist at the sound of it, you pull the belt out from the loops and toss it aside before you undo the button of his pants and pull the zipper down, his pants fall to his knees before you bend over to tug them down further until they’re pooling around his ankles, covering his shoes. You look up at him before sinking to your knees and moving your hands to the elastic of his underwear, you carefully pull it over his cock, causing it to spring free and slap against his lower stomach, leaving a splatter of pre-cum behind on his skin, his underwear pools around his ankles, and you carefully help him step out of them, pushing them aside.

“Let me get your shoes too…” You mumble and untie his shoes and slip them off one at a time, pushing them out of the way along with everything else, making sure they wouldn’t get in the way, your fingertips brush over the top of his thighs before you move one hand to hold onto the side of his thigh while you slide your other hand closer to his pubic bone, the head of his cock was red and glistening with pre-cum, you swear you could feel your pussy becoming more wet at the sight in front of you, you had to be dreaming, but you hoped that this wasn’t a dream and it was actually happening.

“Fuck, what a sight to have you like that in front go me,” He says. You slide your hand over his pubic bone and move it towards his balls before cupping them, your fingers slowly knead into them, and you hear a strained groan leaving the back of his throat. “That… oh, dear fucking hell…” You lean closer and kiss the crease of his hip and slowly move a little closer to the top of his pubic bone. “Fuck…” You were savouring the moment and taking your absolute time. He presses one of his hands against the window while his other hand moves to the back of your head and slide his fingers through your hair, getting the juices that were still stuck to his fingers into your hair, if this was any other time or moment and he or anyone else would have done that, you would have pulled back and rushed to feel how much had gotten stuck in your hair before speeding to the showers, but right now, you were in front of your boss, the hottest man you have ever met, and the man that you had a huge crush on, almost completely naked and on your knees and moments away from sucking him off, there was no way you were stopping now.

You glance up at him and find him already looking down at you, you lick your lips and turn your head and place a kiss on the side of his cock, making him inhale sharply, you release his balls and slide your hand away from them before your fingers wrap around the base of his cock, you flatten your tongue against the side of his cock and lick a slow stripe upwards to the tip of it.

“Ohh, fucking… that feels so nice, so good,” He groans. Your hand slides along his length, pausing once it almost reaches the top before you slide it back down to the base, your tongue circles over the tip of his cock, sliding it through the slit at the tip of his cock, and the saltiness bursts inside your mouth as you taste his pre-cum. “Ohh, fucking, jeez, ho-how th-the, th-that feels s-so good,” Just hearing him stutter because of you were causing your confidence to grow with what you were doing, your hand twists and turns around the base of his cock, adding to the sensation that was travelling through his body, you slide your tongue down the side of his cock, reaching your hand before you lick back upwards, his breathing was getting heavier and heavier, his grip in your hair was getting tighter, your tongue swirls over the tip of his cock before you slide it down the underside of it. “Fuuuuck,” His deep voice went straight to your soaking and needy pussy, making it twitch and grow wetter, if that was possible. You make your way to the tip of his cock and slide your tongue around it, avoiding the top part completely. “Wh-where did you l-learn that?” You pulled back from licking him, and you swore you had heard a whine leave his lips.

“Like I will spill my secrets,” You say, your secrets being the books and fiction you read online and maybe a video here and there, but that could be shared at another time, now was definitely not the time. You gently blow cool air against his cock and your eyes flicker to his stomach, and you watch as he sucks it in, the muscles pull together, and the sight is absolutely mouth-watering. You slide your hand that had been on the side of his thigh to the back of it before moving it upwards until it reaches his ass cheek, you give it a squeeze while at the same time you lean closer and press your tongue against his cock, you look up at his face and watch as his eyes roll to the back of his head, you lick upwards to the top of his cock before you wrap your lips around him, something he wasn’t expecting to happen.

“FUCK!” He groans loudly at the sudden warmth of your mouth engulfing the tip of his cock, his hips thrust forward, and his cock slides deeper into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat, you feel your gag reflexes threatening to kick in, tears form in your eyes as you pull back and take in a few deep breaths through your nose. “Fuck, that, too good, fuck… sorry,” His hand releases your hair, and he slides it to the side of your face and cups your cheek, you could feel some of your cum being spread onto your skin as he does, he opens his eyes, blinking rapidly as he looks down at you, you hallow your cheeks as you suck on his cock, the sounds leaving from your lips were pure sin, and he absolutely loved it, seeing your mouth stuffed with his cock and you looking up at him with tears threatening to roll down your cheeks, fuck, he swears that he could spill his load right into your mouth in that very moment, but what he really wanted to do was push you up against the window and have you look over the city as he takes you from behind, his mind becomes hazy at the thought and the sinful sounds coming from your mouth around his cock wasn’t helping at all.

“Fucking shit,” He moans and moves his hand underneath your chin, your tongue was playing with the slit on his cock while sucking him simultaneously. “Fuck, get up, get up, I need to be inside you, baby,” Your insides flip at his words, and you slowly pull back from his cock before releasing him with a loud pop. “Fucking…” He groans at the feeling, silver strings of saliva break off from his cock and spill onto your chin. He tilts your head backwards to have you look up at him, your lips are swollen, and your chin is coated with your spit as it rolls down your chin towards his fingers. “I need to feel you around me, get up and turn around,” He lowers his hand from the glass and holds it out for you, you unwrap your hand from around his cock and place it into his hand, he could feel how warm and wet your hand was from touching him as he wraps his hand around yours, a soft squelching sound goes through the air before helps you to your feet, you stare into his eyes as he releases your chin and drops his hand to your waist before he releases your hand, and you were turned around to look over the city.

His hand slides up your spine and settles between your shoulder blades before he pushes your forward against the glass, you gasp as your chest hits the cold glass and your nipples instantly grow hard and your pussy twitches at the sensation, your cheek is pressed against the glass, and you instantly push your hips back, pushing your ass out, his cock pushes against your ass through your panties. You feel his hand slide between your legs and slide along your clothed folds before you feel his fingers hook the side of your panties.

“Let’s just move this aside,” He says and pulls the fabric to the side, you feel his cock move away from your ass and moments later it slides between your folds, your lips part as you feel his length slide over your clit as he coats his cock with your juices. “You’re soaking, did playing with my cock make you wetter?”

“Yes, yes, fuck yes it did,” You breathe out. You feel his cock sliding to your entrance before the tip slips into you, he moves his hand to your hip and digs his fingers into your skin as he pushes his hips forwards, his cock slowly slides into you, stretching your walls and filling your hole. “Ohh, my fucking, sir, oh fuck, that feels, you feel, fuck… you’re so biiigg,” You moan and shut your eyes, the sensation of his cock sliding into you was making your mind spin, and you could feel a knot forming inside you already. “Fucking, shit, Mr Baek, how could I not get wetter with how— oh, oh, fuck— how good you tasted?”

“Such a filthy mouth you have there,” He says. His mind was spinning as he felt your walls squeeze down around him as he slid deeper and deeper into you. “Uhh, oh, fuck… shit, you feel so good around me,” You lift your hands and press them against the glass next to your head, your muscles were starting to tense at how good it was already feeling. His hips press against your ass once he was fully buried inside, your pussy felt stuffed as he stretched your walls, you were breathing hard as you take a few seconds to adjust to his size, fucking hell, you had a feeling that it would feel like this when you had seen it. His hand between your shoulder blades slides upwards and into your hair, pulling it into a messy hold, his lips touch the back of your shoulder, and he kisses his way up to the top of it.

“Mr Baek, sir…” You moan as your lids flutter, you feel his cock shift inside you before you feel it slide out which makes you suck your stomach in, you feel it being pushed back inside you, filling you to the brim with his cock. “Mr Baek, fuck!” The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the office, and the windows quickly become fogged from how hot it was becoming in his office. His balls slap against your folds with each thrust, adding to the sensation going through your body. “Ohh, uhhh, so-so, good,” His lips slide over your shoulder and move to the back of your neck.

“Fuck, you’re squeezing me so good,” He moans. The sound of your moans mixing with his bounces off the walls, you are thankful everyone had gone home, otherwise they would have heard the sinful sounds coming from his office, you mentally thank Mr Kai for wanting to schedule a meeting with Mr Baek so late and then needing to cancel on such short notice. “Shit, I wish I had done this sooner,” You could feel your juices splattering everywhere with each thrust. “That’s it, squeeze my cock,” Your walls were pulsing around him, and you were getting closer to a release.

“Sir, fuck, you feel so good…” You moan. His hand on your hip slides to the front and he presses down against your abdomen. “FUCK!” It was a feeling you couldn’t describe, your eyes roll to the back of your head before your lids fall shut. “Oh, my fucking…” He could feel his cock moving inside you as he pressed down against your abdomen, and you swear you could feel it also, which was causing your mind to spin with ecstasy. “SIR!” You scratch at the glass as you feel your body tensing up, a tingling sensation slowly making its way up your legs, your back arches as you feel his cock stroking every right spot inside you. “Fucking… I, oh, my fucking… shit, siiiiirrrr,” His grip on your hair tightens as he feels your walls squeezing around his cock, milking him to spill his load into you.

“Fuck,” He grunts against the back of your neck. “We sh-should have done this a lot ea-earlier, what do you think?” It felt so good being buried inside you and feeling your body reacting to him, if he knew you wanted this as badly as he did too, he would have acted on his thoughts weeks earlier. “Fuck, it’s so good,” The front of his thighs were getting coated with your juices as they splatter onto him, he could feel your juices spilling over his balls as well as they hit your pussy. “Fuck, does that feel good?” His hand slides downwards, and you feel him grip onto your inner thigh.

“Fuuuck, fuck!” You gasp as you feel his fingers grip tightly onto you. “Mr Baek, siiiirr!” Your legs felt wobbly, and you weren’t sure how long you were going to be able to keep standing. “Siiiirrr!” His hand slides higher, and he cups your mound, moving his fingers between your folds and rubbing them around your clit. “Oh, my fucking…” You could see specs of dust forming behind your eyelids, you were close. “SIR!” His hand releases your hair, and he slides it over your spine before he grips onto your hips and begins guiding you over him at a much faster pace. “FUCK, I’M GONNA!” Tears of pleasure roll down your cheeks and your body begins to feel overwhelmed. “MR BAEK!” His lips move to your earlobe, and you feel his hot breathing against it, your insides squeeze together which causes your walls to clamp down around him, and he can feel his balls starting to tighten.

“Cum for me, baby, make a mess on my cock,” He mumbles lowly in your ear. Your breathing stops for a few seconds. “Let it go…” It was like a switch was flipped inside you at his words, stars explode behind your lids and the tightening feeling inside you comes undone, your toes curl into the floor and your body shakes as you cum around his cock.

“SIR, OH, UH, UHM!” You moan loudly. You squeeze your lids tighter shut as you go through your high, your mind felt like it was floating in the sky as his fingers rub mercilessly over your clit, causing your body to jerk each time they made contact with the bundle of nerves. “OHMF!” You manage to turn your head to the other side, pressing your warm cheek against the cold glass.

“That’s it, what a good girl you are…” He coos into your ear. His fingers rubbing over your clit slows down as he eases you through your high, while slowly starting to chase his own high building at a rapid pace, his thrusts were becoming uneven and sloppy and his grunts were starting to sound more needy. “I’m close… fuck, I’m going to…” His grip on your hip tightens as he tries to get to his high faster, and your walls squeeze around him, helping him get to his release while still going through your own.

“SIR, oh, my fucking… gosh,” You gasp out as you slowly begin coming down from your high. You could feel how desperate his thrusts were becoming as he held onto you, still trying to guide your hips over his cock. “Fuck, feels so good…” Tingles were spreading over your body from the high you had just experienced, and your mind was still spinning from the emotions that had gone through you, at the same time you could feel your energy quickly drain from your body. “Mr Baek, sir…” It felt like your clit had gained a heartbeat as he tries to keep rubbing it, but it was becoming impossible for him to focus on anything else other than reaching his high.

“I’m going to…” His voice sounded strained as he groans, he suddenly thrusts forward harshly, pressing himself fully against your back, his cock buries deep inside you, and you swear you could feel his stomach twitch against your back, his cock twitches inside you before his load spills into you, and he buries his head against the back of your neck and lets out a low long groan. “Fuuuuuccckkkk,” You feel him push his hips more against you, trying to hold onto the feeling that was going through him, you move your hips, causing friction around his cock. “Fucking hell, uhmm, that… ohh, ffucking…” His fingers move away from your clit and press down against the crease of your folds before he slides them away, and he holds onto your mound, you keep moving your hips to ease him through his high as he holds onto you, and gently rocks his hips against yours. The feeling of his load spilling into you was something you couldn’t explain, it felt filthy yet so good, wrong, yet so right.

“Uhh, uh,” His low groans so close to your ear were causing your walls to pulse around him. “Fuck…” You feel his body weight push against yours as he begins coming down from his high, his breathing is hard against your neck as he tries to catch his breath. He was the only thing now keeping you on your feet. You just wanted to collapse to the floor and lay there for a few minutes to try and regain some strength. “How are you feeling?” His voice was muffled against your neck. “Is anything sore, or hurting, are you experiencing any discomfort?” You didn’t expect him to ask you, but the fact that he did caused your heart to swell, and you didn’t think it was possible for you to fall for him even more.

“I’m… okay,” You answer slowly. “It’s all okay,” Everything that happened just now, slowly began going through your mind, and he could feel your body tense up against his. “Mr Baek…” Your voice was soft, just above a whisper. “We should clean up, it’s getting late…” His hand moves away from your mound, and you feel it slide up your stomach, leaving behind a trail of your juices on your skin before pausing just beneath your sternum.

“Do you like me Ms Y/l/n?” He suddenly asks. “Answer me honestly here,” You lick your lips and open your eyes, blinking a few times to adjust your vision to the light. You may as well confess your crush on him, seeing as he was still buried deep inside you.

“Too much… sir,” You whisper. “I like you too much, sir, and I have been for a while now,” He slowly pulls out from you, causing a whine to leave your lips as you feel his soft cock slipping from you, your panties slightly move, and you feel your mixed juices slipping down the inside of your legs. “I have had a crush on you ever since I started working as your secretary…”

“I like you too,” He says. “And I would like to get to know you outside of work,” You push your hands against the glass and push yourself away from it, your skin peels away from it, and you can see the top part of your body imprinted against the glass from all the sweat. “If that’s what you want,” You turn around, and his hand on your hip slides over your back until it settles on the opposite hip, you lean back against the window, flinching at the cold surface against your hot skin, but you needed something to keep yourself upright. The troubling thoughts that had started racing through your mind had suddenly stopped, he wanted to get to know you… That alone caused a goofy smile to appear on your lips.

“I would like to do that,” You say. “But right now… I want to get home and wash my hair,” You watch as his eyes flicker to the top of your head, some strands were standing up straight and bent as the cum had dried in it.

“Ah… right,” He quietly says. “I’m sorry for… getting it in your hair,” He reaches for your hair and carefully pats it down, causing you to chuckle. “Let me wash it for you though, as a way to show you how truly sorry I am for getting your hair dirty,” You take your bottom lip between your teeth as you think it over. “Come to my place, and I’ll wash it for you and take you home with a fresh pair of clothes.”

“I… your offer sounds so tempting, Mr Baek,” You say, unsure of what you were supposed to say or how to respond to him. “But how would I get them back to you?” He gently smiles and steps closer to you, closing the distance that had grown between the both of you.

“The next time you come over to my place,” He says. “And one more thing, when we’re like this… call me Juho,” Before you could respond, his lips were on yours, kissing you for the first time, and fuck, did you wish he had done it sooner, your eyes fall shut as you take in the feeling of his lips moving against yours, you reach up and move your hand to the back of his head, sliding your fingers into his hair, pushing yourself more against him, the kiss felt intoxicating, and you definitely wouldn’t mind feeling his lips against yours occasionally.

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blu-joons · 2 years

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When He Comes Home To Find You And Your Child Asleep On The Sofa ~ SF9 Reaction

Inseong:

A gasp came from Inseong as his phone slipped out of his grip, the bang it made enough to make you jump, let alone you and your son who were asleep on the sofa too.

“Sorry, sorry, sorry,” Inseong panicked, sighing as he looked back around to where the sofa was.

Your head shook with a chuckle at the look of fear that was on Inseong’s face. “I think daddy’s home,” you joked with your son’s wide smile.

“I was trying too hard to be quiet,” Inseong told you both, placing everything in his hands down, moving towards you.

“You should know how clumsy you are Inseong.”

His head nodded in agreement with you, “for some reason I was feeling pretty confident then.”

“At least now we don’t have to spend the night on the sofa,” you joked, slowly trying to sit yourself up, holding onto your son as he moved up with you.

A chuckle came from your son as he moved up. “Silly daddy,” he laughed across at Inseong, catching him off guard as a chuckle came from Inseong too.

“I just wanted to wake you up and see you,” Inseong tried to tell him, tickling against your son’s stomach.

“You definitely did a good job of waking us both up.”

Youngbin:

The sound of the television playing had Youngbin confused as he walked through into the apartment, following the sound through where he found you both.

“You two,” he whispered, his voice trailing off as he noticed the remote tucked between you both.

His hand slowly reached to grab the remote, and as it did, it tickled against your daughter’s stomach. “Mmh,” she hummed, slowly shifting in your hold.

“Go back to sleep Y/D/N,” Youngbin tried to tell her, but the sound of his voice quickly had her awake and looking around.

“Daddy, we didn’t know when you would be home.”

Youngbin smiled back across at you, “whispers Y/D/N, we don’t want to disturb mummy there.”

“Whispers,” she agreed, lowering the volume of her voice as Youngbin switched the television off too. “Daddy,” she added, stretching her arms out across to him.

He immediately moved across and lifted her up, bringing her tightly into his chest. “Have you been squishing your mummy whilst you’ve been sleeping?”

“No,” she giggled as Youngbin began to walk her towards her bedroom, “mummy was cuddling me really tightly.”

“She does that to me too, it’s because she loves us Y/D/N.”

Jaeyoon:

The feeling of something moving over your body made you stir, opening your eyes in confusion as to what was going on, only to see that it was Jaeyoon hovering over you.

“Sorry,” he whispered as soon as he noticed your open eyes, “I thought I’d make you comfier.”

Your head shook, relieved to see that he was home and safe. “I’ve tried reaching for that blanket so many times but Y/S/N’s laying right over my hand.”

“Now that you’re awake, why don’t we put him to bed, and you?” Jaeyoon offered, “you can’t spend the night on the sofa.”

“My body is numb from where he’s been laying on me.”

A chuckle escaped from Jaeyoon, “it’s a good job you’ve got my strong arms to help you then.”

“I’m too tired to appreciate your muscles,” you warned Jaeyoon as he placed the blanket back before slowly lifting your son up, making sure not to disturb him.

His head nodded understandingly back across at you, “stay right there and I’ll come and get you in a moment. We’ll try and wake that body of yours back up.”

“Remind me to never let Y/S/N sleep on me again,” you joked, “when did he get so big and start weighing so much?”

“Don’t, it’s scary how quick he’s growing these days.”

Dawon:

The sound of footsteps woke you up straight away, coming face to face with Sanghyuk as soon as your eyes looked around, catching the smirk that was wide on his face.

“I thought you said that you’d wait,” he smugly reminded you, knowing that you wouldn’t last.

Your head nodded back across at him, “I’ve had my eyes shut for five minutes,” you tried your best to tell him, “maybe ten at the very most Sanghyuk.”

“Your expression tells me you’ve been asleep for at least an hour,” he laughed, “your eyes still look incredibly sleepy Y/N.”

“I’m fine, Y/D/N’s the one that’s been sleeping for a while.”

Sanghyuk’s head shook back at you, “you can’t throw our daughter under the bus like that.”

“I only closed my eyes because she did,” you tried to defend, “it’s not my fault that you’re home later than you said you would be anyway, that’s on you.”

Sanghyuk nodded as he knelt down beside the two of you, “now that I’m finally home, you can sleep properly. I’ll take of Y/D/N whilst you get yourself sorted.”

“Don’t wake her,” you warned Sanghyuk, “I have a feeling she won’t be a happy bunny if she ends up being disturbed.”

“I’m a pro at putting Y/D/N to bed, I’ve got this Y/N.”

Zuho:

He couldn’t help but feel guilty as Juho returned home to find you and your son asleep together, both out like a light, not disturbed at all by him finally returning home.

“I don’t want to disturb you both,” Juho sighed, knowing that your beds were where you should be.

His footsteps were almost silent as he walked around the place, “I wish that I was able to get home sooner to at least be able to wish you both goodnight.”

“I bet you had fun without me though,” he sniggered, “mummy always lets you do whatever you want to do, doesn’t she Y/S/N?”

“Who am I kidding? You’re asleep, you’re not replying.”

Juho placed a cushion underneath your head gently, “you’ll be so sore in the morning Y/N.”

“I don’t have the heart to move you and risk waking you up though,” he added, hoping that somehow, you’d be listening and know he meant well.

He couldn’t remember the last time that he had been so quiet, “how can I go to bed and sleep comfortably knowing that the two of you are out here?”

“Maybe I’ll sleep down here on the floor,” Juho suggested, noticing a space in the room that would fit him perfectly.

“At least then I’ll be here when you both wake up.”

Rowoon:

The smile on Seokwoo’s face turned up as soon as he walked through into the living room to find you and your daughter tucked up beside one another, laid out across the sofa.

“I’m sorry I’m home so late,” Seokwoo told you both, frowning at how comfortable you both were.

His voice wasn’t as quiet as he hoped though as your eyes slowly opened up. “Your home?” You asked Seokwoo, your voice making him jump in surprise.

“I didn’t mean to wake you up,” he told you, moving across the room to kneel down beside the sofa where the two of you were.

“I had a feeling that filming might have gone on a bit.”

Seokwoo smiled sweetly back across at you, “I should have let you know that I’d be late though.”

“I’d have probably slept through your text anyway,” you gently chuckled, “I think the two of us have probably been asleep here for a couple of hours at least.”

Seokwoo’s hand rested against your daughter’s hip, “I don’t think anything will be able to wake her up, she looks like she’s in a pretty good dream right now.”

“She fell asleep as soon as she laid down on me,” you told him. “Clearly I must be comfortable to use as a pillow.”

“I can definitely tell you that you’re great to rest on.”

Yoo Taeyang:

As soon as he found the two of you asleep on the sofa, Taeyang moved across the room and lifted your son up, noticing just how uncomfortable you seemed to be on the sofa.

“You two are adorable,” Taeyang laughed as he slowly moved your arms away to be able to get him.

The sudden feeling of emptiness between your arms was enough for you to stir. “Taeyang?” You quizzed, lifting your hands up to rub over the top of your eyes.

“It’s just me,” he smiled back across at you, “I thought I’d do you a favour and put Y/S/N to bed, and then come back for you.”

“I want to hear how work was for you today though.”

His head shook back across at you, “you’re tired Y/N, all of those stories can wait until tomorrow.”

“I thought we’d be able to stay awake for you to come home,” you explained to Taeyang, but from the smile that was on his face, you knew that he didn’t mind.

His quiet steps slowly began to move towards your son’s bedroom, “stay there and I’ll come back and get you tucked up into bed,” he told you once again.

“You’re not planning on carrying me to bed, are you?” You laughed, catching the corners of Taeyang’s smile turning up.

“You’re tired because you waited, it’s the least I can do.”

Hwiyoung:

A sigh came from Youngkyun as he looked across to the sofa to see your daughter’s eyes looking back at him, disturbed by the sound of his footsteps through the room.

“Daddy?” She quizzed, not quite sure who was there as her eyes tried to focus on the room.

Youngkyun quickly moved across to the sofa, kneeling down slowly. “What are you doing awake?” He whispered to her, careful not to disturb you as you still slept.

“Your home,” she giggled, wriggling out of your grip, stretching her hands out for Youngkyun to take her and give her a squeeze.

“We don’t want to wake mummy up, be careful.”

Your daughter nodded in agreement with him, “mummy fell asleep before I did tonight daddy.”

“Did she now?” Youngkyun quietly chuckled, making sure that he didn’t forget the information that she’d just shared with him, knowing that he could use it against you.

Your daughter’s smile grew as Youngkyun stood up and moved around the room, “do I have to go to bed now that your home?” She asked him with a sigh.

“I reckon you can stay up for a little while,” he grinned, “but you have to promise that you don’t tell mummy that I let you stay up.”

“I promise that I won’t tell her, it’s our secret.”

Chani:

Your eyes opened instinctively as you heard the password be entered to your apartment, opening your eyes to spot Chanhee walking in, tiptoeing around the room.

“Hi,” he whispered, noticing your open eyes looking back across at him from the sofa in the room.

You smiled back at Chanhee, careful not to disturb your son who was asleep on top of you. “Are you alright?” You asked him, noticing just how late it was from the clock.

“Are you?” Chanhee asked you, moving carefully across to the sofa, “how long has he been asleep on you like that? Does it not hurt?”

“He’s as light as anything, I hardly know he’s here.”

Chanhee smiled gently back across at you, “do you want me to take him? I can put him to bed.”

“If you want to,” you replied to Chanhee, “whilst you do that, I can make you some food if you want? I bet you’ve not eaten for a while if you’ve been busy rehearsing Y/N.”

Chanhee’s head shook back at you as he picked up your son, “you’re tired too, you don’t need to make food for me. I can just grab something easy from the fridge.”

“Are you sure?” You quizzed, slowly sitting yourself up once your son was lifted from you, “I really don’t mind helping Chanhee.”

“Don’t be silly, you’re sleepy and I’ll be alright.”

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kpopjust4u · 1 year

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Kinkmas - Day 12 - Cuckholding W/ Zuho and Hwiyoung

Post Date: 12th December 2022 Content: Smut - SF9 Zuho x Reader x SF9 Hwiyoung WC: 1.3K TW?: Cuckholding/ Boyfriend & Roomate!Zuho/ Roommate!Hwiyoung/ Hair Pulling/ Masterbating/ Oral (Giving)

Summary: When his date doesn’t go to plan, Hwiyoung gets something extra special to spend his Christmas holiday with you and Zuho.

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Hwiyoung patiently waits outside the restaurant, freezing in the bitter winter wind, clasping his hands together for warmth. Waiting for his date to show up, but she never does. Texting him hours later that she had a date with someone else, telling him how sorry she was when in reality, She didn't care. But he did. He liked her, a lot. Finding someone to take his mind off of you, his best friend's girlfriend. Who he's had a crush on since forever, and doesn't want to get in trouble with Zuho for having such. Trying to change it ASAP.

However, it wasn't like Zuho didn't know. Zuho could tell Hwiyoung was head over heels for you, the way he blushed when you spoke to him, the way he'd get shy when you offered to give him a hug when he needed comfort. He couldn't be mad that people had eyes on his girlfriend. He couldn't blame them.

If anything, this just makes interesting conversations between you and your boyfriend, about trying something out of the box, having threesomes usually comes to mind when talking, but Zuho wants to give Hwiyoung a little early Christmas present.

"How did your date go?" Zuho asks, sipping at the hot chocolate you had just freshly made as Hwiyoung walks through the door, saddened in the face seeing you both cuddled up on the couch.

Hwiyoung sighs, chucking off his shoes, and slouches down on the armchair opposite you both, ignoring how comfortable the both of you were as he hangs his head slowly, "It didn't happen, she was seeing someone else".

It was actually painful to see how hurt your friend was, especially for Zuho who told him to go for it, now feeling guilty he helped get him in contact with her in the first place.

"I'm so sorry, man," Zuho says quietly, reaching over to pat him on the shoulder as he turns to you, looking up at him with mischief in your eyes.

He knows exactly what that look is for, looking at you with a smirk growing on his face. What better time to give Hwiyoung his Christmas gift than now? Nodding slowly at you, you move from beside him to make your way over to Hwiyoung whose eyes shoot wide open when you take a seat on his lap, looking at Zuho to make sure that he was okay with what was going on.

Adjusting yourself on his lap, you straddle him, arms on his shoulders. Hwiyoung is still looking at Zuho who winks at him, “Go on baby, give him his early Christmas present,” He purrs, winking at you too when you briefly turn to look at him.

“Christmas present?” Hwiyoung scoffs in disbelief, gasping when your lips press against his neck in an attempt to calm him down, trailing up the sensitive, tanned skin as you breathe lightly.

Lifting your head away, you look at him deeply in the eyes, pouting, “You want this Christmas present don’t you, Youngie?” your words make him speechless as your play with the hair on the back of his head, smiling ear to ear when he nods slowly, looking at his best friend for the okay one last time.

“She’s all for you tonight, isn’t that what you’ve always wanted?” Zuho asks, sipping his hot chocolate as he shuffles on the couch, getting comfortable, and ready for the show.

Though very shy about it, Hwiyoung’s shy smile turns into something lustful, eyes turning dark when looking back at you, lips parting ready for yours to attach to them.

The second your lips touch his, his body burns up, and his chest starts to rise and fall at a quickened pace as you lightly tug at his hair, making him groan into your mouth and you fully take it in and start to roll your hips on him.

He slowly starts to lose control, in the mood with his hands roaming your body freely, falling to your hips, and giving them a tight squeeze. His lips never leave yours, addicted to you and your taste, tongue swiping your lip for permission to enter, gliding across yours when you allow.

“Isn’t she such a good kisser? My baby is perfection,” Zuho growls deeply, eyes on you like a hawk on its prey, loving every moment of this, more than he could honestly say.

Pulling away to let him reply, you make a move back to his neck, bruising it slightly from the light biting and sucking on the skin, “She is... Fuck,” Hwiyoung hisses, nails digging deeper into the flesh of your hips.

A hand trails up your back, gliding under your hair to pull on it lightly, making your lips make a popping sound when pulling you off his neck. The smirk that he gives you sends shivers up your spine, both of you getting fully into it as you slide off his lap, moving down onto your knees before him as he spreads his legs slightly for you to fit between them.

“She’s such a good girl,” He whispers, eyes glued onto yours as you slowly unbuckle his belt, unzip his jeans and pull out his cock, giving it one pump to cover it in his pre-cum, looking back at Zuho for permission to continue.

“She’s a very good girl, go ahead, princess. You’re in control,” Replying, Zuho’s eyes are still glued on you, same with Hwiyoungs, pulling down his bottoms to let his own cock spring free, to please himself whilst watching the show.

Whilst Zuho’s hand strokes his own cock, hissing, you’re licking your lips, eyes still glued on Hwiyoung when you make a move to lick up his shaft, spitting on the tip. A grin grows on your face hearing him whimper, moving your hand up and down slowly, his eyes glued shut at the sensation.

Then you take him into your mouth, bit by bit, tongue swirling around his length as the tip eventually hits the back of your throat. His thighs tense up from the feeling. His head spun from the euphoria he was feeling, hand back up in your hair, pulling it lightly to lift you up to push you back down on his cock, making you gag.

“Fuck!” Hwiyoung moans out loud, the warm wet muscle of your mouth making his cock twitch within it, Zuho’s pace picks up to match the pace you were going at when sucking his best friend off, making him moan too.

In sync, the both of them hiss, “Her mouth is so perfect,” making you gag even more from hearing it, trying your best not to giggle but the vibrations from it make Hwiyoung whimper a little more, your tongue brushing over his tip making his head throw back.

Moments pass and Hwiyoung is completely falling apart from your lips being around his cock, edging closer and closer to his high, pulling on your hair a little harder, making you moan more. Addicted to the feeling, he continues to do it, seconds away from releasing from your moans on his cock.

His eyes shoot wide open when you continue to use your mouth on him, even seconds after his release, his hot cum spilling down the back of your throat as you suck him dry and overstimulate him slightly.

Pulling off him, you smirk and wipe your lips clean as he tries to gather himself together, panting from it.

Looking back to see Zuho wasn’t done yet, you go to move to him next, kneeling before him but he stops you, “Don’t you think we should give him a little extra, princess?”.

Both of you looking back at the fucked out best friend, you nod, inviting him over to join you both on the couch as you spend the rest of the night giving him a Christmas present that he’ll never, ever forget. Even with the possibility to have the chance to experience this once again.

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twisted-tales-of-all · 7 months

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Bittersweet Memories

Summary: Sometimes, you have to go back to the place it all began, to relive what once was. Pairing: Baek Juho x OC Genre: Angst, One-Shot, Collab/Event Tropes: Fantasy!AU, Faun!idol, tennyo!OC, strangers to lovers to strangers Word Count: 1.3K Contains: circular storytelling, flashbacks (anything italicized is a flashback), one mention of suggestive content (no details), lots of angst A/N: Fantasy, I apologize in advance for what I've done to the poor sweetheart. This was what instantly came to mind when presented with the Mocha Madness event. Also, Ceres is a likeness to the titular character of an anime I adored way back in middle school titled Ayashi No Ceres.

"Can I get a mochaccino, Cupid?" The faun man orders as calmly as usual, adding, "Make it a double. I need a pick-me-up."

After placing the coins on the counter, Zuho makes his way to his usual table. Pulling his chair out, he sits down, carefully swinging his tail behind him to avoid sitting on it. Placing an elbow on the dark mahogany table, he rests his chin on his palm as he stares at the empty chair in front of him, zoning out into his own little world.

"Can I try the house coffee? It's my first time here."

Hearing a shy but angelic voice, he lifts his head to see her. More beautiful than most creatures who frequent the cafe, her long, healthy black hair flowing freely down her back and her beautiful blue silk kimono makes her appear heavenly to the lone faun sitting nearby. Seeing Zuho's gaze on the newcomer, Cupid points the lady in his direction and suggests him as a kind regular.

Thanking Cupid and paying for her drink, the captivating stranger approaches Zuho and asks whether she could sit with him. Moving his latte closer to himself, he motions to the chair as words betray him by failing to leave his lips entirely.

"Thank you. I hear you're a regular. I'm new around here and qould love a guide, if you're so willing."

"Sure, I would be happy to help. My name is Zuho."

Shining a smile that can cure any ailments, she responds, "Nice to meet you, Zuho. My name is Cerea. I'm a tennin - or a tennyo, more specifically - and I've wanted to roam earth for a bit now but was scared. It's nice to know somebody is willing to help lead me in good directions."

"A tennyo - no wonder you're so beautiful. I'm a faun, as you may be able to guess." He gestures around himself to show off his horns, tail, and hooves. "Although I'm often confused for a satyr since we're distant cousins in looks."

As he learns more about Ceres, he finds that her beauty goes beyond her style and appearance. Feeling her kindness in every word, Zuho befriends her quickly, establishing the next time to meet.

"Here you go, Zu." Cupid places the glass mug in front of the faun, bringing him back to reality momentarily.

"Thanks, Cupid. I really need it today."

Patting the man on the back, Cupid returns to the counter with hopes that the strength of the drink will help his friend return to his usual chipper self.

As he takes a sip, Zuho remembers the day he began dating Ceres - a time now as bittersweet in his mind as the drink hitting his tongue.

For the first time, they meet outside of the cafe. Bringing Zuho to a nice, calm meadow outside of the city, Ceres beams over the idea of enjoying one another's company out in nature.

Most of the date, they sit next to each other on the grass silently, gazing at the flowers swaying in the light wind or viewing the clouds floating lazily against the azure sky. After a while, Zuho turns to admire Ceres.

Feeling his gaze after a few minutes, Ceres turns towards him. His loving eyes bring a soft smile to her lips. Her dark hair contrasting the colorful surroundings, Zuho brushes a loose strand behind her shoulder, letting it sway in the wind alongside the flowers.

"Ceres," He starts, his gaze shifting around her. "Would you like to date?"

"I thought you'd never ask." Ceres leans in, cupping her partner's face to kiss his nose in acceptance.

Putting the cup back onto the table, Zuho feels the tears welling up in his throat. Bending forward and placing his forehead next to the glass, the faun's tail swipes furiously behind him as his emotions overwhelm him. Looking on from the counter, Cupid feels the pang of heartbreak seep into his heart, remembering how well the couple got along until yesterday's incident. As Zuho lets his tears fall onto the wood, a montage of happy moments runs through his mind, only to be squashed by the memory of yesterday.

Kissing feels like visiting heaven. Her hugs are a warm embrace, even on the coldest winter days. A smile in his direction brightens his whole day. Her voice rings in his ears like his favorite bard's most uplifting tune, her laugh like the twinkling bells that ding in the markets.

Zuho is head over hooves for Ceres.

She feels the same way - it's obvious to everyone around them, even if she never says so. Heavens forbid, she even debates herself silently on whether or not to give him her celestial robes to take him as her husband. As far as anyone can see, this tennyo and faun are a representation of the truest form of love. The bards have written songs based on their shows of affection, the scholars have noted their actions for future generations to look upon as proof of love's existence. As innocent as the two of them are, planning to propose to one another in a worthwhile way without letting the other catch on to their schemes, the entire city supports them at this point. Everyone felt their love brighten the town.

It was all going splendidly until one day ago - the day tragedy struck. As Ceres bathes in a secluded pond, preparing herself to hand over her robes, but those exact robes are stolen from the branch she placed them upon. In a massive fit of jealousy, a lonely goblin learned about the tennin conditions for marriage and took it upon himself to snatch the opportunity to secure an eye-catching bride.

Despite outrage from everyone in the city, Ceres cannot disobey the laws of her kind. Bawling her eyes out, she begrudgingly follows the goblin to his home. Zuho, upon learning of the travesty, follows, losing sanity as he begs and pleads at their feet. He offers up anything and everything he owns to the goblin in a desperate attempt to earn the hagoromo for himself, but the goblin doesn't budge - rather, he enjoys seeing the faun dirtying his fur to beg him for the item.

He slams the door to his small abode in Zuho's face with an evil smile. Unable to muster the energy to return to the city, Zuho stays on the ground for hours and hears them finalize the marriage. With that final step complete, Zuho feels his heart snap into a million pieces, falling upon the loose dirt in front of the home.

As his tears slow, he wonders whether he stalled too long to ask Ceres to marry him. At this point, he feels as if the gods must be spiting him for some reason. Wondering what he could've done to deserve the torture he received, he lifts his head from the table to see a cookie sitting on a napkin next to his drink. He looks over to Cupid, who is busy cleaning mugs. Silently thanking his friend, he wipes away the remaining tears and takes a big bite of the cookie.

Although certain he hasn't had one before, the cookie tastes oddly familiar - sweet with touches of familiar magic mixed into the cinnamon and sugar. He closes his eyes as he takes another bite, savoring the flavor in an attempt to identify the source of the familiarity.

Suddenly, an all too familiar voice graces his ears. As if he traveled back in time, he opens his eyes to find Ceres talking to Cupid at the counter, in the same blue silk from the first time he laid eyes on her. Even the cookie has disappeared from his hand, and the mocha is replaced by a latte.

"Can I try the house coffee? It's my first time here."

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Hello again 👋 I’m so happy to see your requests are open. I’ve been in such a soft mood lately. I would love to request Fluff #2 #12 and #30 with Zuho when you have time. 🥰 thank you and have a great day

Here you go, have a nice day too~

Zuho (SF9) | Breakfast in bed & Rainy day & “I hoped I’d meet someone like you for a long time.” fluff | 0.9k

The rain pitter-patters against the window and the soft sound creates the perfect ambience for your rare lazy morning. Taking advantage of the peaceful and quiet atmosphere, the television stays turned off. It’s just as well, because neither you nor Juho seem to be able to tear your eyes off each other. But who could blame you, when the morning light makes his features look so ethereal.

“You’re staring,” he mumbles around a bite of his food. The breakfast you’ve prepared together is simple yet delicious. That’s the secret ingredient - love, Juho has joked, and even if you’ve rolled your eyes then, a smile tugs at your lips at the memory.

“So are you,” you counter, voice equally quiet so as to not distract from the sound of rain. The view must be ridiculous - you, sitting inside what could easily be described as a nest made of blankets and pillows, all messy from being awake for less than an hour, and wearing the only piece of one-size-fits-all clothing that actually seems like it could fit anyone. It’s ridiculously warm and fluffy, and it has a hood and it’s long enough for you to curl in it like it’s a short blanket or a long hoodie. And it’s a neon green color that is no less ridiculous than the bright blue one Juho’s wearing. Truly a pair of fools.

“Because I love you,” he says with a self-satisfied grin. He's lucky he's cute.

"Has it ever occurred to you that I love you too?" you tease, reaching out with your fork to steal a bite from his plate. He defends against your half-hearted attack easily, so you let it go with only a hint of a pout on your lips.

"How does take out sound for lunch?" he asks, "Since we've already cooked today."

"Absolutely not," you deadpan. It was only yesterday that you told him you should really eat some hearty, delicious, and most importantly healthy meal. It's not like you feel like cooking, but at least one of you should be the voice of reason. No matter how much the other whines.

"We made the breakfast healthy enough," he tries to sway you. You look at the plate while you chew the bite you've taken. His statement is a little questionable. Unfortunately, not enough that it'd make your logic kick in. The image of a lazy day spent in bed is rather tempting…

"Ramen?" you suggest with a sigh. Maybe you'll feel less guilty if you do at least some cooking.

"Ramen it is!" Juho beams, a ray of sunlight shining through the clouds. You don't get why he's so obsessed with it. Whatever makes him happy, you guess.

"But you're helping me cook tomorrow, for real."

"Sure."

Happy and a only little dismayed by how easy it is to persuade yourself that one more day of unhealthy food is not going to hurt, you keep eating. It's quiet and the gentle ambience of rain reaches your ears once again.

It's not until you finish your food that you notice Juho's still half-full plate. You frown and look up at him only to be met with a fond expression on his face. He must've been staring at you for a while. He speaks up before you can.

“I hoped I’d meet someone like you for a long time," he sighs with a wistful smile. Your mind blanks for a second. You have to look away and watch the raindrops race across the window because you can't hold his loving gaze any longer.

"That came out of nowhere," you mutter, trying hard to calm your erratic heart. He chuckles, shrugging.

"Look at us," his voice is as soft as the look in his eyes, "We're a mess but we keep staring at each other, we made breakfast, we'll stuff ourselves full with ramen later. I don't think we'll get out of bed much today."

"Your point?"

It's not that you don't like it. It's just that you haven't felt the butterflies in your stomach this strongly in a while and you don't know how to cope with that.

"I don't think just anyone can love like that," he says, now turning sheepish himself, "So thank you."

Softening at his shyness, you put a hand on his knee and squeeze.

"Thank you too," you give Juho a reassuring smile, "I couldn't imagine a better boyfriend."

He gasps, dramatically clutching at his chest as if your words have wounded him terribly.

"Boyfriend?" he scoffs, keeping up the charade. His eyes roll towards the ceiling like he can't believe his ears.

"Is there anything you'd like to tell me, love?" you quirk a brow at him, very much amused and in disbelief.

"Not yet," he grumbles and drops the act. He scoots closer until your knees bump together and he can pull you closer to him. His lips find your forehead. "Boyfriend is alright, for now."

You hum, shifting even closer to him. You lay your head on his shoulder and close your eyes. The rain outside is picking up, and you realize that there's probably not enough food to make anything but ramen for lunch even if you wanted to. Whatever, Juho loves it and nothing can beat warm ramen on a cold day.

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lunnanunna · 2 years

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Don’t Go

SF9 EXTRA MEMBER AU

Summary: Miyoung was missing the two oldest who enlisted and the rest of her members are there for her.

Warnings: light swearing

Taglist: @hyunmijung @galacticstxrdust @many-gay-magpies @precious-seungwooya @helladead-hellaradical @boss-baby-jongho @kimonmars @chagi-nana @wooya1224 @poutypoutybin @sunflower-0180 @frankenstein852 @jenseok17 @keijikunn @glitteringcoffeefreak

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A/N: Hope you enjoy!

Requests are open. Feedback is welcomed.

Miyoung sat on her bed reading. She had recently picked up No Longer Human by Osamu Dazai and was loving it. She was definitely going to reread it.

She reached for her coffee that she had on her bedside table as she reread the last bit of the current chapter she was on. She really liked the style of this author. Though she had really been liking a lot of different styles lately, seeing as she had been filling her time with reading lately. If she wasn’t filming for her channel, she was reading.

All this reading may or may not be her way of coping. (Coping with Youngbin and Inseong being gone due to enlistment.) Miyoung had no idea how she was going to deal with all of her members, if only two had enlisted and she was struggling.

Basically, in Miyoung’s mind, if she spends less time with her members now, it’ll hurt less when they leave. Was it working? Of course not. She was miserable. And she was pretty sure that her members were starting to worry, which was never a good thing.

Miyoung startled when the door to her room opened. Looking up, she saw Seokwoo and Sanghyuk walk in. She was not ready for whatever shenanigans they were about to bring, but judging by their faces, Miyoung knew that there was no way for her to avoid it.

“What do you want?” she asked, closing her book. She folded her arms over her chest, raising a brow at the two. They in turn, side-eyed each other then smirked as they walked over to her.

“We miss you,” Seokwoo said, pouting.

“We saw each other this morning,” Miyoung shook her head.

“Yeah, in passing. After you got your coffee, you came back in here and haven’t left ever since,” Sanghyuk whined, walking over to her and sitting on her bed.

Miyoung shrugged, picking at a loose thread of her sweat shorts.

“Mimi, we’re not scolding you. It’s just that this has been happening a lot. Other than practice, we’ve barely seen you,” Seokwoo said, sitting on the floor next to where she was on the bed.

She shrugged again.

“Is there a reason why you’re avoiding us?” the taller of the two asked.

“I’m not avoiding you,” Miyoung was quick to respond.

“Really, now?” Sanghuyk asked, raising his own brow at the girl.

“I’m not! I’ve just been busy,” Miyoung shrugged, though she wasn’t sure if that was going to hold up in court.

“Reading doesn’t count, Mimi. Plus you’re a fast reader. So when you’re done with a book you should have plenty of time to hang out with us,” Jaeyoon said from the doorway.

Miyoung glared at him as he walked through, the rest of the boys trailing behind him. This was starting to feel like an intervention of sorts.

“What is this?” she asked, waving vaguely at everyone as they sat at her desk, her bed, or on the floor.

“It’s exactly what you think it is,” Taeyang said, climbing over her to sit between her and the wall.

“An intervention,” Chanhee nodded.

“We don’t know what’s going on exactly, but last time you pulled away from us, you were being assaulted,” Juho said.

Miyoung stilled. They were right. She scoffed at herself, breaking her promise of always coming to them no matter what.

“You think this is funny?” Youngkyun asked, frowning.

“Listen, we can’t read you the way Youngbin-hyung can. We don’t know what’s wrong, but we can at least see that something’s wrong,” Juho said, folding his arms over his chest.

“I’m laughing, but not because it’s funny. It’s because I thought I had changed, but I didn’t. I’m still hiding things and possibly leading to trouble,” Miyoung said, running her hands through her hair.

The boys looked at each other then back at Miyoung, as Taeyang spoke up. “Then tell us.”

Miyoung covered her face with her hands. She could feel her face heating up. The fact that she was pulling away from them because she didn’t want to have to deal with the emotions that will come with them enlisting, was embarrassing.

“Are you in trouble?” Juho asked.

The visual looked up, shaking her head, “I’m not. I promise you.”

“Then what?” Sanghyuk asked.

“It’s embarrassing,” she answered, shrugging. Miyoung chewed on her lip, looking at her hands.

At that, the boys all looked at each other. Deeming it better that she feel embarrassed over unsafe, they agreed to wait for her.

“Then you don’t have to tell us now,” Seokwoo said.

“As long as you’re not in any danger,” Chanhee added.

Miyoung looked up at them. She could tell that they meant it, but now she was feeling guilty. There’s no reason she couldn't tell them. It’s not like they’d make fun of her.

She took in a deep breath then spoke up, “I don’t want you guys to go.” It came out mumbled.

“What do you mean?” Taeyang asked.

Miyoung shrugged, “Enlistment.”

“Oh, Mimi,” Sanghyuk said, grabbing her and pulling her onto his lap. She curled up, hiding her rapidly flushing face in his chest.

“Wait, Young-ah. Do you miss Youngbin and Inseong?” Jaeyoon asked.

Miyoung nodded her head.

“And now you’re already thinking about how you’ll miss us too when we go?” Youngkyun asked.

She nodded again.

“I know that this is a serious thing for you, but God damn, this is fucking adorable,” Juho smiled.

Miyoung groaned. “Don’t make fun.”

“We’re not,” Taeyang said from behind her and Sanghyuk. He ran his hand through her hair.

“Noona, we’re not all leaving at once. You’ll never be alone,” the maknae assured.

“I know, but that doesn't mean I won’t miss each of you when you leave,” she pouted.

“Is that why you’ve been distant? You were embarrassed to tell us?” Jaeyoon asked.

“Sort of. But it was mostly because I figured if I spent less time with you guys, I’d grow less attached and it’s hurt less,” she confessed.

“Okay, my turn to hold our cute Mimi,” Seokwoo said as he pulled Miyoung from Sanghyuk’s lap and onto his. Sanghyuk squawked as she was pulled away. Miyoung on the other hand, flushed again as she was being handled like a ragdoll. (It was always like that when it came to cuddling with these boys.)

Once in the tallest member’s lap, she was turned to face the rest of her members, much to her embarrassment. Seokwoo wrapped his arms around her middle and nuzzled her neck. Miyoung squirmed.

“I’m going to tell you right now, Miyoung, that your plan was going to backfire on you so badly,” Juho said.

“I figured,” she mumbled.

“Listen, Noona. All you need to know is that you’ll never be alone, and we won’t be gone forever. Two years will fly by before you know it. Plus half of us aren’t due to enlist for years,” Youngkyun said.

Miyoung nodded. She knew all that. Still, that didn't stop her from not wanting them to go. “I know.”

“Then let’s focus on the now. Yeah the hyungs aren’t here now, but we’ll keep in contact and they’ll visit too,” Taeyang said.

“Youngbin-hyung will definitely come back if he hears that Miyoung was crying over him,” Seokwoo spoke into her neck, chuckling.

“Yah! I’m not crying over him,” Miyoung protested.

“At the moment, but if you’re missing them that bad, I can only imagine how many times you’ve had to stop yourself from crying,” Chanhee smirked.

Miyoung pouted, “Maybe it would be better if you all left.”

“You don’t mean that,” Taeyang said with a knowing look.

“No. No, I don’t,” Miyoung shook her head, frowning. The others chuckled.

“Okay. Okay. That's enough pouting. How about we order takeout and watch a movie then we can prove to Mimi that she’ll never be alone?” Jaeyoon suggested.

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Seokwoo said, standing up. He threw Miyoung over his shoulder and followed the others to the living room.

“Mimi, we love you,” Taeyang smiled, looking at Miyoung who was hiding her blush behind her hands.

“I love you guys too,” she mumbled out. She smiled despite herself.

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lizzyk137 · 1 year

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New Form of Payment- SF9 Zuho (A Zuho X Reader Story)

Summary: You're Zuho's cat's groomer and after a late work day Zuho forgets his wallet to pay for his kitty's spa day. Will you accept his new form of payment? Warnings: Major smut, overstimulation, light choking, finger play, breast play, anal, DP, daddy kink, good girl kink, and fluff at the end and between.

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"I'll give you a call when they're all ready, sir!" You smiled at your handsome customer with two adorable cats.

You took your time making sure both of the cats had a good and enjoyable time in your salon as you daydreamer about their handsome owner, Juho.

You've seen him on some videos online, and on your Twitter feed, he was in an idol group called SF9, and by some miracle, Juho decided your salon was best to get his cats groomed. You haven't yet met Juho until today, but the girls in the salon kept going on about how handsome, sweet and caring he was. And you had come to find out all the things they described about him were true.

Today was the fifth time Juho had been to the salon, and you were finally lucky enough to be working on the same day as his cats appointment.

You finished brushing out Haru and gave him a small spritz of kitty cologne and put him back into his kennel so you could call his owner to come and pick him up.

Dialing his number, your hands shook slightly with nerves. 'Get a hold of yourself, pretend he is a normal customer,' you thought to yourself.

The line rang and finally you heard a low hello ring out into the phone.

"Hi, Juho? This is Y/N, from Kitty's Paradise, I'm just calling to let you know your babies are all set to be picked up!"

Ever since his cat's grooming appointment with you, Juho has chosen you as his cat's groomer and has religiously brought them in every month to have a little spa day. He'd always give you the biggest smile and wave when he saw you through the window, then answer the phone excitedly when you called to let him know his cats were done their spa day. He had even asked for your number to schedule appointments and to send you cute pictures of his kitties. You eventually grew a huge crush in him and yearned to kiss those pink lips every time he walked through the door but you kept it professional even though your mind went blank except of thoughts of his body on yours anytime you saw him.

"Hey, Juho, just calling to let you know they're ready for pick up!" You hung up after your goodbyes and printed out what his total would be to give it to him. He collected his total sheets in a small scrapbook with a small picture of each cat in case he wanted to go back to a certain haircut or do a different shampoo.

Your coworkers said their goodbyes, and you were the last one in the building for the night. Zuho said he had to work a bit later than usual tonight, so you stayed back and waited on him. You soon saw head lights pull into the parking lot and a black car parked near the entrance. You grabbed the carriers and gently placed each cat inside and brought them to the front just in time for Juho to open the door.

Your eyes widened, and you had to stop yourself from letting your jaw drop. His black hair was slicked back with a few pieces of his bangs loose, and he wore all leather pants and a leather jacket that was snug to his body.

"H-hi! They're all ready for you!" You put on a bright smile to hide your nervousness and sat the carriers on the table in the lobby.

Juho bent down and checked on each of his cats, his shirt slowly moving up his back, exposing his smooth skin. You licked your lips at the sight and quickly turned away before Juho saw. But he did see, and he watched you turned away with a smirk on his face.

"So what do I owe you today?" He leaned up against the counter, his muscles clinging to the leather making you well aware of how toned Juho was. You face burned at your thoughts, although innocent, and you gave him his total paper. He ruffled through his pockets and then gave you a small cocky grin. "Would you accept a different type of payment instead today?"

"Um, what do you mean?" You asked nervously.

"This." He reached his hand forward and scooped it around the back of your neck and brought your lips to his. It started off just as an innocent kiss until his tongue gently went across your lips, asking for entrance, which you granted, and soon your tongues were dancing around as your hands made their way to his chest.

You pulled away after a few minutes, panting for hair, and you looked to see Juho staring at your smirking. He stepped back and locked the front door as he then made his way to the gate. He unlocked it and stepped inside a foot away from you. He bit his bottom lip, stepped towards you, and reconnected your lips as he picked you up and placed you on the grooming table behind you.

Both of your hands roamed each other's body, and you gasped in the kiss when Juho's hand found one of your breasts, and he gently kneaded it, earning a small moan from you. He continued as his other hand found your other breast, making you moan out as he found your clothed nipple and rolled it between his fingers. "God, I love it when you moan." He growled, his lips still on yours.

He let go of your breasts suddenly, and you gave a small whine in protest. His hands found the back of your smock and he untied it and ripped it off of you. His hands found the hem of your shirt soon afterwards and he lifted it off exposing your naked breathes. "Do you come to work with no bra on for me?" He asked cockily as he eyes your chest.

"I-I, oh my..." you gasped as his mouth found one of your small pink nipples. He sucked and bit as his lips latched onto your chest, making your body heat up as you could feel yourself getting wetter. You tried to close your legs so you could relive the tension between them but Juho spread them open with one hand as he placed his body between them.

His mouth unlatched for your chest and he circled your nipple with his tongue, a smile spreading across his face as he saw you lean back in pleasure just at him using his tongue. He started to wonder what you would do when his tongue reached your most sensitive areas that he could feel growing wetter as he teased you. He tongue flicked the tip of your nip cause you to gasp out as your back arched.

He gently pushed you down on the table as his tongue made its way down the curve of your breast and onto your stomach, making your squirm slightly under his arm as he made his way to the hem of your smock pants. His tongue pulled away, and you looked at him as he reached the ties on your pants with a smirk on his face. "Your pants are soaked just at me playing with your nipples. What are you going to do when I play elsewhere?"

Before you could reply, his teeth found the ties to your pants as he undid the little bow that kept your pants snug to your waist. His hands gripped your breasts suddenly, a gasp escaping from you, and they played down your body till they reached your pants, and he lifted your hips up as he pulled your pants and underwear down with one hand. The cold air hitting your hot mounds caused you to shiver.

Juho groaned as he took in your naked body. "I'm going to make you feel so good." He pushed you further onto the table and propped one of your legs up on it, and the other rested on his back as he leaned down towards your center. Your breathing got deep as you could feel him close to your body but not touching. You whined, which earned a small chuckle from Juho. "So impatient for me, aren't you?"

His lips barely touched your skin as he placed a small kiss on your clit. "Please..." You whispered, your eyes locked on his.

"Your wish is my command, princess."

He dived into your pussy as his fingers spread your folds and his tongue licked up all the juices that poured out. Your eyes rolled back as his tongue made its way in and out of your hole. Your eyes made their way back to his and he could feel his pants tightening watching your face look at him in pleasure.

His finger replaced his tongue and you cried out at the cool digit entering your hot body. Your hands grabbed the edge of the table as his tongue danced around your clit with him occasionally nipping or sucking.

He sucked on your clit, his tongue licking it as he sucked and he shoved three fingers into you. Your mind was starting to go blank as your body started to overcome with pleasure. "Juho, I'm - I'm about to come." You cried out as he sped up his pace. Pleasure over came you in waves as he continued, and you called out his name as your orgasmed, his tongue eventually lapping up all your juices.

"Such a good girl, he muttered against your skin, "you came so well for daddy."

You gasped for air as he continued to lick and suck on your clit overstimulating you. He gave one last lick from the bottom of your pussy all the way up to your clit, slurping up as much of your juices as he could. He took off his jacket, exposing his bare chest. You bit your lip as he pulled down his pants, exposing the hard v of his pelvis till they made their way down to his member. Your eyes widened at how big and girth he was, and you got nervous just thinking if you could even fit him inside of you.

He stroked his cock a few times as he watched your chest heave and your face turned from pleasure to excitement. He stepped on the tables foot pedal and brought the table down so your pussy was level with his gaint cock. You gulped as he brought it closer to your sopping mounds. "Already so wet again for me, baby girl. Do you think you've been a good girl to deserves daddy's cock."

You nodded quickly, your tongue moistened your lips to speak, which Juho groaned at the sight of. "Yes, daddy. I want your big, fat cock in me."

"I just can't say no to you, princess." He said as he slammed his cock into you, your screams echoing in the room. He stayed still for a second, his lips finding their way to yours as he peppered them with small kisses while your body clung to his long shaft. He slowly started moving in and out of you, causing you both to moan. "So tight and wet for me. You've been such a good girl for daddy. Daddy wants to fill you up."

He continued to go slow until your body didn't have as tight of a hold on him and he picked up his pace, one hand on your hip and the other made their way to your neck, lightly holding it. "Faster, daddy." You cried out, and he slammed his cock back into you at a fast pace.

"I love hearing those cries."

His cock pounded into your g-spot and you felt yourself grow closer to another orgasm. "So close, daddy."

Zuho picked up the pace while his hand moved from your hip down to stroke your clit in time with his thrusts causing the sides of your linings to close onto his dick as your screamed out. He continued to pound into your, your screams ringing out as he felt his hardening cock shoot out ropes of his cum into you. His slowed down but kept his cock inside of you as he kissed your trembling body. "Such a good girl. You did such a good job clinging to your daddy's fat cock."

He pinched your nipple which earned a cry from you. He pulled out, his and your juices flowing out of your gaping hole. He turned your around to have you on all fours as he slammed his still hard cock into you. He thrusted in and out of you, his cum and being shoved back inside of you. He lifted you up as you back slammed into his chest and he stroked your clit with one hand as the other twisted your nipple between his fingers. Your body was overstimuated, but pleasure crashed over you as his thrusts grew faster. His moved your chest to turn so he could latch onto one of your bouncing breasts as his gripped your neck, choking you.

You felt yourself nearing your orgasm as tears ran down your face. He slapped your clit repeatedly as you felt yourself come all over him, your juices leaking out from your pussy. He threw you back onto the table. Your arms too weak to hold yourself up as his dick continued to fuck into you, your mind blank from pure pleasure.

"Already so drunk of my cock. When we've barely even started." Juho grunted as he unloaded another jet of his sticky cum into you. He kissed your back as he shoved his cum in and out of your wet hole. "I love stuffing you full of my cum." He pulled out, the cold hitting you once again until warmth was brought back in the form of four fingers as he finger fucked you. He slapped your ass causing you to cry out. "I want to fuck you until your so cock drunk you can't think straight."

"Yes, please." You wiggled your ass in excitement and he gave it another slap and he continued to fuck your pussy with his fingers. His cock found the opening of your ass and he rubbed against it. He took his finger out and rubbed the mixture of your juices and his cum over his shaft and your ass. He slowly pushed his cock into you as your cried out in pain. He slowly moved his dick in and out of you until pleasure replaced pain and you moaned as his fingers made their way back to filling up your pussy. He contined to fuck you in both holes, his grip finding its way to your neck.

Your juices coated his hand as he came into your ass with a loud moan and a fuck me. He continednto fuck his cum into you as you clenched around his fingers, your fourth of orgasm of the night.

He pulled out, his sticky cum making its way down your ass to your already sticky legs. He bent down and licked all the way up your pussy to your ass, collecting your juices and his cum. He pulled you up, and his mouth found yours, your lips licking up everything from his.

He sat down tired on the table, his shaft still hard. You were so overstimuated at this point and drunk on his cock and you didn't care. You've never felt this much pleasure before, and as tired as you both were, you craved more. You leaned over, your lips taking in the tip of his penis. Slowly, you took in more of him, as much as you could fit on your tiny mouth, hearing him moan as his hands found their way to your hair, tangling themselves into it as he bobbed your head up and down his shaft causing you to gag as you took in his length. "Take daddy's cock." He muttered, "You're being such a good girl taking all of daddy in every hole."

Your hands found his shaft, and you stroked him as your other hand played with his large balls. You felt his pelvis move up and down as he started to fuck your mouth causing you to gag more as his speed increased. The tip of his penis hardened more as he grew near to his climax. Your mouth was soon coated with his cum and he moaned out your name. You licked up every last drop and swallowed. You gor up and swung your leg over his body as you sat down on cock causing him to shudder as you took his overstimuated penis in your wet pussy.

You moved slowly up and down, his forehead resting on your shoulder as you pleasured both of you. Your hands gripped his shoulders as you bounced up and down faster, making you both moan. You soon both reached your fifth climax, and your juices mixed together as he filled you up. He thrusted into you a few more times making sure to coat your insides with his hot cum.

"I want to stay inside you forever." He mumbled and he held you in his arms, his cock softening inside of you.

You nodded, too drunk from sex to say anything. His lips found your nipple and he planted soft kisses on each. He picked you up, not pulling out as he made his way over to grab a towel from the rack nearby. He sprayed some water on it from the tub and then carried you back to the table. He laid you down and slowly pulled out of you, both of you whined as your bodies unconnected. He cleaned you up then himself. He handed you your clothes and helped you put them on.

He got dressed himself and cupped your check, giving you a small kiss on the lips. "Is this form of payment acceptable in the future?"

"Mhm, it is." You kissed his exposed collarbone, and he groaned.

He winked and pulled you close. "I guess I'll have to come by more often then."

For my friend who gave me the idea, I'll get better at writing on time. XD

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oraclekleo · 1 year

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Baek Ju Ho (SF9) Kinky* Tarot Reading

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Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Requester:

Deck: The Dark Wood Tarot

Spread: Kinky* Reading

Questions:

Position

Libido

Turn On

Kink

Dirtiest Secret*

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Baek Ju Ho

Stage Name: Zuho

Group: SF9

DOB: 04.07.1996

Blood Type: O

MBTI: ENFJ

Sun Sign: Cancer

Chinese Sign: Fire Rat

Life Path Number: 9

Masterpost: SF9

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Baek Ju Ho

Zuho (SF9) - Kinky

Spread / Question: Kinky Reading

Deck(s): Dark Wood Tarot

Position - 5 of Cups

Zuho is likely to become a bit addicted to his lover whenever he’s in a relationship. Physically parting with them, even when it’s because of usual daily routines brings him sadness, he might feel like if he was missing a part of himself and he’s likely to check on his lover often, more likely through calling them than texting because he needs to hear their voice and the tone so he can be sure his love is alright. Once he’s reunited with them, the burden of inner sadness vanishes. Break ups are likely extremely hard for Zuho and it takes him a long time to recover from them.

Libido - Knight of Cups

Zuho is such a pure romantic. He’s all about love and sweetness and he’s a real gentleman when it comes to relationships. He puts emphasis on the courting phase but he’s pretty much a soft sweetheart the whole time. His love is in a way pure and simple, he plays no games, nor does he hide anything from his lover. What you see is what you get when it comes to Zuho. He can pick his lover’s moods and hints very well and he’s likely a true master of romantic foreplay.

Turn On - Queen of Wands

While Zuho himself is a softie and becomes addicted to his lover and suffers when they are apart, he feels attracted to a strong and sparky personality, someone confident, fun, sociable and fiery. Someone with flaming charisma and spark in their eyes, spring in their step and seductive skills. It’s very likely for them to be verbally skilled and smart. And while their mouth can run all day long, they can put it to good use at night as well, making Zuho express his feelings in vocals, too.

Kink - 8 of Swords

We mentioned before that Zuho is strongly attached to his lover and this bond can become a real one when it comes to his kinky desires. Zuho might have a taste for bondage but in his case it’s more like he likes to tight himself to his lover or wrap in blankets together, the closer and tighter the bond, the better. He’s likely to enjoy being in as much of a physical contact with his lover as possible. In a more romantic version, he might enjoy slow dancing with them in a tight embrace, leaving no space in between him and his lover.

Dirtiest Secret - 3 of Wands

While Zuho is mostly a soft and gentle lover, he gets wild when kissing. Kissing is likely his favourite kind of interaction with his lover. For Zuho it’s both an expression of love and the merging of souls and spirits. He’s likely very fond of kissing, he changes angles to build the heat and he might even bite his lover when things start slipping out of his hands and his mind gets clouded by lust. Zuho is likely to decorate his lover’s skin with hickies if given the chance.

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onef1lm · 2 years

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hello! i'm yujeong, 6teen, asian :D i've been on tumblr for a few years and i used to run a hq account!

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lost-inthedream · 11 months

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Love your sf9 stuff!

Was wondering if you could write an SF9 reaction to their s/o being horny in the middle of the night?? Thank you!

Sorry for the late answer. Thank you for requesting!

SF9 reaction to their s/o being horny in the middle of the night

Pairing: SF9 x female reader

Warnings: oral, fingering, masturbation, mentions of sex, everything in this piece happens with consent.

Bonus song rec: UFO, by Gemini ft. Seori.

smut content under the cut

Youngbin:

You deliberately wake him up, but with kind touches. Once he asks what the problem is, you say you need his help. "Nightmare??" he supposes pulling you closer, which obligates you to be explicit. He chuckles with a hint of malice and tells you to undress both of you then he is gonna do the job. The way he penetrates you is rather romantic at this time.

Inseong:

Waking him up is harder than you expected. However, the more you talk profanities into his ear as you lay very closer to him, the wetter you get. "You nasty" he finally moans back in a low tone. "Yes, I'm the nastiest!" you whine out excited. "Will you fuck yourself on my dick right now?" he asks with a jerk, knowing that this is all you want. You just need to climb on top of him.

Jaeyoon:

Jaeyoon immediately smiles at your filthy approach under the sheets but he is lazy. He slowly palms you back to reach your folds. "Are you wet?" He sounds curious but also hazy. Anyways, he is pretty caring and starts pumping your hole with two fingers as soon he figures out that you are lubrificated.

Dawon:

This boy is easily woken up. The first complaint that reaches his ear gets him alert. "Yes, doll". When you kiss him in the mouth, he gets it right away. You won't even need to move, he blindly goes to your bottoms and removes them, you are curious to discover what's he's going for. Maybe he will eat you out, maybe he will tease your entrance with those thick fingers of his.

Zuho:

He wakes up so lost and confused, you have to kiss him into comprehension. Since your kiss is much dirtier than he expects in the middle of the night, he slowly understands that there's something off. He places his hand spread onto your butt cheek and massages its flesh. "Oh shit, my princess needs to be fucked back to sleep". He will do it still half-asleep and still clothed but it's perfect to have your eyelids heavy again.

Rowoon:

Dragging him out of dreamland this late is harder than anything. He turns to the side and purrs at your approach. You are almost giving up, resigned to only sucking on his fingers when he suddenly asks if you need your pussy eaten out. "Please, my love" you cry, pulling his damp fingers out of your mouth. He clumsily slides underneath the blanket, intruding between your legs.

Yoo Taeyang:

Taeyang having a hard-on even though he is asleep is quite frequent. He often fix it without bothering you when his cock wakes him up. It goes differently when you are the one opening your eyes to your wet pussy instead. You palm him tenderly, with a pouty in your lips and kisses onto his neck. "What's it, baby girl?" he asks, feeling his member hardening into your fist. "Give it to me" you implore. Just a few more strokes and he stretches you out.

Hwiyoung:

He can't do nothing but whine once you interrupt his rest so you apologize. It's embarrassing but you're still very needy. You spread your legs, intent on taking care of yourself when Youngkyun start sucking on your shoulder and covers your hand with his. He stops the circles you were making with your fingers and checks your arousal without a word. Your fluids are enough to coat his digits thus he rubs your clit with ease.

Chani:

You all have established something similar to free use, hence you start touching his body as your whines fill the room. He takes a while to wake up, you humping his front with effort. At some point, he hisses a curse and grinds back on you before sliding his hand between the two of you. Just a small movement and his half-hard shaft is free for you to play with.

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chicken-fifi · 7 days

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KEY: Smut🌶️, Fluff 🥰, Angst 🥺, Violent 🔪, Ships 🚢, Suggestive 😏

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yootaesowlwrites · 7 months

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Did You Touch Yourself? - Zuho / Baek Juho

W/C: 4.2K

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Prompts: “Did you touch yourself?” + “Don’t cum yet…”

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, nudism, masturbation, shower sex, nipple stimulation, clit stimulation, pet/nicknames, fingering, edging, praising, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), aftercare.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

Zuho has been busy for the past few days with work and schedules, and you have been left somewhat lonely, although, you did have the company of Huru and Ppang, but even they were missing their father and could sense that you were also. It was getting late, and you had decided that you needed some time to yourself and went into the bedroom, closing the door behind you to get some privacy and not get interrupted by one of them while you were getting busy.

You remove your pants and panties and toss them into the laundry basket, before you remove your shirt and bra and also toss them into the basket. You make your way towards the bed and climb on top of it and make yourself comfortable on it before slowly starting to touch yourself, you begin by sliding your hand over your chest and over your breast, your finger brushes over your nipple with a ghost-like touch before you press down a little harder on the bud and rub slow circles over it, causing it to harden. Your body was slowly heating up and the temperature in the room had shifted and was slowly rising, your breathing was slowing down and becoming deeper the more you were playing with your nipple. You could feel wetness slowly pooling between your folds as you were growing wetter, the feeling of your nipples getting attention was sending shockwaves down to your pussy.

“Ohh… Juho… Oh,” You mumble to yourself, trying to picture his hand touching you instead. You push your boob upwards before releasing it and sliding your hand down along your stomach, your fingers move over the crease of your hips and over your mound before you dip your hand lower. You move your fingers away from your pussy and slide them along the inside of your thigh, teasing yourself to make yourself wetter before you could touch yourself. You bite your lower lip and slowly slide your fingers over your folds and stroke along them. “Ohh, My…” You suddenly hear Huru and Ppang begin to meow, which makes you pause and stop breathing for a minute as well.

The sound of the keypad outside the apartment catches your attention first, and then the sound of the door opening and closer. Your eyes widen as you hear Zuho’s voice as he greets Huru and Ppang, you quickly jump off the bed and grab onto the first shirt you got your hands on, which just so happens to be one of Zuho’s. You pull it on and quickly pull at it to pull it into place, making sure it covered your pussy and ass before you opened the bedroom door and poke your head out to look at him. He was crouched by the door, rubbing Huru’s head.

“Juho!” You say and step out of the bedroom and make your way towards him. “I missed you,” He smiles and watches as you approach him, he notes that you’re wearing his shirt, and it's covering the important parts completely, which raises suspicion in his mind.

“I missed you too,” He says. “Were you about to take a shower?” He stands upright once you reach him and his babies and wrap his arms around you, you do the same with him and hold onto him tightly, and his hands slowly move lower and lower.

“Hmm!” You quickly hum. His hands slip past the shirt, and he cups your bare ass and squeezes it. “I was, but then I heard the kids meowing and figured that you just got home,” His hands move a little lower, and you begin tensing when you feel his fingers moving to the inside of your thighs. “I grabbed the closest thing I saw and put it on,” You release him from the hug, but he kept his hold on you, you were about to be busted for almost touching yourself. “Do you want to join?”

“I would love to,” He says and pulls his hand back, you visibly relax, which doesn’t go unnoticed by him. “You look beautiful in my shirt, it’s a good surprise to find when just getting home,” You smile at him before turning around and making your way back to the bedroom. “Y/n…” His voice makes you pause in your footsteps. “Did you touch yourself?” Busted. You spin around to look at him, trying to look shocked at him.

“N-now, why w-would you th-think that?” You stutter. You mentally curse yourself for stuttering, which now obviously gave it away. He strides towards you and places a hand on your cheek while the other one went towards your hip and slowly bunches up the shirt in his hand, you lean into his touch as his scent surrounds you.

“Because your skin feels and looks flushed,” He says. You pull your head away from his hand and look up at him with big eyes. “When I touched you now and earlier,” Your lips open and close as you try to find the words to say something, anything to him, but you couldn’t get your brain to work. “I bet if I just lower my hand a little…” You feel his hand dipping lower as he releases the fabric, and you immediately grab onto his wrist.

“Let’s go shower,” You quickly say and pull him down the hallway and into the bedroom and straight towards the bathroom. “I really need a shower badly right now,” He chuckles as you release his hand and move towards the shower. “I don’t know about you, but like… I need it.”

“A cold shower?” He asks. He steps up behind you and reaches past you and into the shower cube to open the water. “Because I think I need a steamy shower,” You swallow as you feel your insides twisting for a moment. “And I think you need one as well,” You could feel his front pressing to your back before you watch his him retracting his hand from the shower tap. Your breathing slows down as you feel his fingers curl into the shirt you wore, his knuckles brushing against your flushed skin as he begins pulling the shirt upwards. “Lift your arms,” You do as he says, and he removes the shirt, leaving you completely bare.

He takes a step back from you, and you hear him starting to remove his own clothes, but you stay unmoving, you could feel the wind blowing against you as he tossed his clothes towards the laundry basket before you felt his heat returning to your back and his hands gently grabbing your hips before guiding you into the shower. The door closes, and you feel the heat from the water immediately surrounding you and steam building up on the glass. His hands wrap around you and pull you flush against him before they slowly travel upwards and cup your breasts.

“What do you have in mind?” You ask. Zuho had told you when you became more comfortable around each other during sex that if you ever had the feeling and urge to want to touch yourself, to let him know about it and he would rush home to please you or even let you know if he couldn’t but wanted pictures or even an audio. He didn’t mind if you wanted to touch yourself, but he wanted to know about it, so he could let his imagination run wild.

“Hmm… We’ll see,” He mutters. You lean your head backwards against his shoulder and just feel what his hands and fingers are doing to you. His fingers keep playing with your nipples, and you swore that your skin was warmed than the water that was running over your body. A hand slides down your stomach, and he cups your mound before sliding his fingers over your folds and slowly rubbing along them. “Do you still want to deny touching yourself?”

“Fu-fuck… No, No, I didn’t touch myself, I was about to when you came home…” You quickly explain to him. You feel his lips touch the back of your neck and slowly brush along your skin as he moves his head towards your ear. “I missed you so much, and I…” His lips touch the shell of your ear and you immediately stop talking.

“You were being too needy to stop and message me,” He mutters into your ear, which immediately causes goosebumps to rise on your skin. “Maybe if you did, then you would know I was almost home,” His fingers pull your folds apart, and you hear the wet squelching sound of your wetness being pulled apart. “But now we can have some more fun,” His fingers slowly slide along your outer folds, sending heat to go through your body and more wetness to form at your entrance. “I know I’ve been busy lately, is that why you grew needy and forgot to let me know?”

“I… Juho…” You whimper. You curl your toes into the tiled shower floor and take in slow, deep breaths. “Y-yes…” You feel his fingers slip between your folds and rub along them, slowly collecting your juices onto his fingers and spreading them more over your pussy. “I needed you so badly, I imagined your hand.”

“Hmm, did you?” He asks. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest, and you swear he could hear how loud it was beating. “That makes up for forgetting about me,” Your eyes shut as you keep feeling his lips brushing against the shell of your ear when he spoke along with his hot breath fanning over it. “Next time, I want to watch you touch yourself, show me how you do it when you miss me so much,” Your pussy twitches at his words.

“Y-yes,” You stutter. He pushes the hell of his hand against your mound, pushing your hips backwards and making you feel his growing bulge. “Fucking, fuck…” Your mind spins at the feeling of his cock pressing against your asscheeks. “Juho…” His fingers rub your inner folds, and you could feel a tightness growing inside you.

“I have to say, you, coming out to greet me in nothing but just my shirt, it’s a highlight for me,” He says. Shivers go up and down your spine, and you try to listen to what he has to say. “Maybe for a week you can come and greet me like that when I come home, hmm?” You bite the inside of your cheeks and try to process his words with your mind, which was slowly getting lost in the pleasurable feelings. “What do you think?”

“Yes, yes, I’ll do it,” You say. “Only for you,” He smiles against your ear before dipping his head a little lower. “Only because I love you so much,” His lips touch your neck just below your ear, and you feel yourself practically melt. “Oh, oh, OH!” You squeeze your legs together as you feel his fingers circling your clit, it was already aching to be touched and now that it finally was getting attention, you shut your legs around his hand.

“Sweetheart, spread your legs, otherwise I can’t make you feel good,” He says in such a sweet tone. You take in a deep breath before slowly stepping your legs further apart. “Good girl,” The word makes your clit twitch, and he feels it, which makes him smirk at the effect he had over you. “My good girl,” His fingers slide over your clit, and you feel a heat slowly making its way up your legs.

“Ohh, my… Oh, fucking fuck,” You breathe out. He was slowly rubbing your clit, just slow enough to tease you and slow enough for you to notice that the knot that was forming inside you was becoming tighter. “Juuhhoo,” You shut your eyes and try to focus on his fingers. “Fuck, Juho…” He rubs figure eights over the bundle of nerves, and you could feel your legs wanting to turn jelly. You could now hear your heart pounding in your own ears, surely he had to hear it also. “Juuuhhooo,” His other hand was massaging your boob, and you could feel your body reacting to everything he was doing to you. “Wall…” You feel him move you, and you lift your head to see you were now facing the glass wall. “Fucking…” You place one hand against it and slowly slide it upwards to try and keep yourself upright.

“Feeling good?” He asks. He rests his chin on your shoulder, and you feel his lips touching your neck and kisses on the spot over and over. You could feel yourself getting closer to a high.

“So good,” You mumble. Your fingers scratch at the glass as you try to hold onto it, but you knew there was nothing for you to grab. “Fuck, I’m going to…” You feel his finger moving faster and faster over your clit. “Juuhooo, fuck, fuck,” Your breathing picks up, and you squeeze your eyes shut again. “Juho!”

“Don’t cum yet…” He whispers. Your eyes shoot open, and he pulls his fingers away from your clit, so this was what he was going to do. You could feel your high slowly subsiding.

“Juuuhhooo, no, no, fuck,” You cry out. He kept his fingers away from your pussy for a few seconds before they returned. “Juho, don’t be mean, fuck…” He rubs around your clit before slowly sliding his fingers towards your entrance, you could hear your juices squelching as he does. “Fuuuck.”

“I’m not being mean,” He says. His fingers circle your entrance, and you feel your high slowly starting to build again. “I’m merely building you up to have such a mind-blowing orgasm in the shower,” You fight to keep your eyes from shutting. “And having a little fun doing it also,” He slips two digits into you and your jaw slacks.

“Ohhh, ohh,” You moan at the light stretch you felt from his fingers. He curls his fingers inside you and slowly pulls them out again and begins pumping them in and out of you. “Juuuhhooo…” He takes your nipple between his fingers and slowly rolls the bud between them, which causes shockwaves to go through your body and add to the tightening feeling inside you. “Fuck, Juho…” You feel his fingers pumping in and out of you faster and faster, and your clit gains a heartbeat as you were getting closer to your high.

“You sound so cute when you want to cum,” He coos into your ear before pulling his fingers from you completely. You reach behind you with your other hand and grab onto his hair, twisting your fingers into his soaked locks.

“Juhom pleeaaseee,” You whine. You could feel tears brimming in your eyes. “Pleeaaseee, fuck, fuck,” He chuckles in your ear and the sound sends a jolt down to your pussy. “Fuck, Juho, oh, my,” Your high subsides and within seconds you feel his fingers probing at your entrance before pushing three digits into your sopping hole. “JUHO!” The stretch causes your mind to spin and stars to begin forming behind your lids, your toes curl into the tiles, and you feel your muscles tightening. “Please, please, Juho, fuck.”

“Please, what?” He asks in a teasing tone. You felt like you were right on the edge, and you were desperate to get a release. “Use your words, tell me what you want,” Tears spill down your cheeks from the overwhelming feeling of the pleasure you were experiencing. Your body shakes with ecstasy and need.

“Juho… FUCK, please!” You cry out as you feel his fingers pumping in and out of you, the stretching feeling slowly subsides the more he pumps them in and out of you. “Let me cum, please, fuck!” His fingers slow down, and you grip onto his hair tighter while your other hand forms a fist. “Juuuhhoooo!”

“Do you deserve to cum, sweetheart?” His was low as he spoke into your ear. Your eyes roll to the back of your head behind your lids, and your walls clench around his fingers.

“I do, fuck, fuck, I do, Juuhooo,” You cry out. You wanted to cum so badly, and you hoped, and wished, that he would allow you to. “Fuck, please, Juho, I need to so badly, fuck!” Your back arches and you gasp as your front presses more against the cold glass, the heel of his palm presses into your clit, and it feels like a hot pleasure courses through your veins, setting every part of your being alight. “JUHO!” The tension inside you snaps and your mind feels light as it floats through the clouds of ecstasy. “JUUUUHHOOOOO!” His fingers pump in and out of you at a rapid pace, while the heel of his palm rubs over your clit.

“That’s it, make a mess on my hand,” He mutters into your ear. His fingers pull at you on your nipple, and you feel like he’s pulling right at your core before he releases, and it makes contact with the cold glass.

“FUCK, JUHO!” You scream out. Your head leans against the glass, and he could see your head rolling from one side to the other as you go through your high. “FUCK!” His lips press against the back of your shoulder, and he kisses his way to your spine, making sure to pay attention to your body’s movements. “Fuck… Juho…” You breathe heavily as you come down from your high. He slowly pulls his fingers from you, making you whimper at the friction, your hand releases his hair and your arm falls by your side.

“You did so good, sweetheart,” He whispers into your ear. You feel his warmth disappear and hear the water hitting his skin, you take a few deep breaths before uncurling your toes and slowly lowering your arm from the glass and turning around. A gasp leaves you as your warm back makes contact with the cold surface. He stood underneath the shower, the water runs down his body which makes you drop your eyes down to his hard cock, pre-cum drips from his cock and the sight makes your pussy clench in need. “Fuck, the sight of you…” He steps closer and places a hand on your hip, which immediately sends a jolt through your body.

“Put it in, fuck…” You say, not caring how desperate you sounded for his dick. “Please, the sight of you is making me even more needy,” He smirks and slides his hand down from your hip and over your thigh before moving it to the back of your thigh and lifting your leg upwards and hooking it over his elbow, spreading your pussy wide open for him.

“You have no idea how desperate I am to be inside you right now, either,” He says. You feel his cock slip between your folds before his length slides towards your entrance before the head was pushed into you. You push your head back against the glass wall and your jaw drops. “Ohh, oh, fuck… Fuck, so warm, you’re just sucking me right in,” His cock slowly stretches your walls and fills you, which makes you roll your eyes to the back of your head at the sensation that shoots up your spine.

“FUCK, Juho, oh, my fucking…” You blubber out. His free hand grips your waist before he snaps his hips forward, filling you with one swift movement. “JUHO!” It felt like the air got stuck in your throat from the thrust.

“Fuck, that felt good, you feel so good around me,” He mutters. His forehead presses against yours, and he stares into your eyes before his hips begin rolling into yours, his cock slowly slipping in and out of you with the movement. The sound of your wetness mixed with the water hitting the tiles fills the cubicle, and the glass seems to steam up more as the minutes tick by.

“Juho…” You whisper. You lift one hand and move it to the back of his head and twist your fingers into his hair, keeping eye contact with him. You could feel the intensity of the moment, the way his thrusts were slow and long to keep it going for a little longer. “Fuck, you… feel so good,” His cock was hitting all the right places inside you. “Fuck…” The sound of yours and his panting, moaning and groans echo off the bathroom walls. You could feel your insides tightening already as your high begins building again, you were extra sensitive with him edging you.

“Fuck, you’re squeezing me so well,” He groans. You watch his lids fluttering as he fights to keep them open and keep eye contact with you. “Milking me to fill your delicious pussy with my load,” Your walls clench down around him for a moment longer, and you feel a warmth travelling up your legs.

“Fuuuck,” You moan out. “Must you talk so dirty and get me to cum so quickly again?” You watch his lips twitch as a smile forms on them. “You really are so mean tonight,” Your other hand presses against the glass, and you try to use it as a way to hold on a little longer. “Fuck, Juho…” He pulls your hips towards him, and you feel his cock sliding into you at a different angle. “OH!” His pubic bone rubs against your clit, and you could feel yourself slowly slipping into another orgasm. “Juuuhhooooo,” He watches as your eyes roll to the back of your head before your lids shut. “FUCK!”

“You look so beautiful when you’re about to come undone for me,” He mutters. His own eyes shut as he feels his balls tightening and his high nearing. “Fuck…” He tries to keep his thrusts slow, but it was becoming harder with your walls pulsing around him. “Keep doing that…”

“Juho, oh my fucking gosh,” You mumble out. Your muscles stiffen before a sudden relief washes over you. “JUHO!” He feels your release spilling around his cock before it trickles over his balls and drips to the tiled floor. “OH, MY FUCK!” Your fingers claw at the glass wall as you try to hold onto something. His hips move faster at the sound of your moans and cries for him, urging him to chase after his high. “FUCK!”

“Just like that, keep doing that,” He mutters. His grip on your hips tighten as his hips stutter for a moment, he was becoming desperate for his own orgasm, and just hearing you moan for him because of him was making his mind spin. “Fuck, fuck…” Your juices spatter onto the inside of your thighs with how quickly he was thrusting into you.

“JUHO, SHIT!” You cry out. Your body felt light as you go through your high, and the feeling was absolutely blissful. “Shit, shit, shit, OH!” His pubic bone continues to brush against your clit with his thrusts, it was easing you through your high while also sending shockwaves through your body. His thrusts become sloppy, and you hear low grunts coming from him.

“Hmm, uhmm, fuck,” He groans out. His hips suddenly snap forward, which makes you gasp at the sudden harshness, but then you realize he had come undone and was spilling his load into you. “FUCK, Fuck, Yyyy/nnnn,” You feel his hot breath fanning over your lips as you were coming down from your high.

“Fuck, Juho… Yes, fuck,” You breathe out. Your grip on his hair loosens and you buck your hips forward to help him through his high, you repeat the movement as you rock your hips into his, making him groan at how good it felt.

“Fuck, so good, so, ohhh,” He moans. His grip on your hips loosens as he begins to calm down, he slowly lowers your leg before pressing his body against yours to keep you upright against the wall and his head drops to the crook of your neck. You open your eyes as you take in a deep breath, your thoughts slowly calming down and your breath evening out. He breathes heavily into your neck before it slowly begins to calm down. “Are you okay?”

“Hmm,” You hum, playing with the wet hair on the back of his neck. “All okay,” Your tone was just above a whisper as you spoke. “And you, are you okay?” He lifts his head from the crook of your neck and looks at you.

“I’m all good,” He says. “You weren’t in pain earlier, with the edging, right?” You could see the concern in his eyes as he looks at you.

“No, no, it was okay,” You say. He nods his head, he knew that in the past when you had tried edging yourself that you would end up in pain, and sometimes when he did it. “It was all okay today,” He nods his head before slowly stepping back.

“Then let me clean you,” He says. He pulls you underneath the water, and you let out a low moan as you feel the warmth of the water running over your skin. “And then pamper you and our kids,” You smile and nod your head as you reach for the soap and his washcloth.

“Then let me clean you also, so we can finish faster,” You say. He warmly smiles at you before reaching for your soap and cloth.

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When You Wait Up For Him After An Argument ~ SF9 Reaction

Inseong:

He was still a little bit angry, that was until Inseong pressed his hand to your arm to try and express his regret, feeling just how cold you were as the early hours of the morning came closer.

“Let me get you a blanket,” he told you, changing the subject to try and take care of you.

You didn’t move, allowing Inseong to drape a blanket over you to try and keep you warm. “Thank you,” you whispered, still a little bit cold towards Inseong as he helped you.

“You’re cold because of me, I came home later then I said I would,” he whispered, guilting himself once again.

“It’s just the chill in the air.”

“Don’t make me feel better,” Inseong asked of you, “I shouldn’t have taken things out on you, you were worrying about me, and I didn’t think.”

As Inseong sat back down, you held onto his hand loosely. “We can’t spend the rest of the night talking about the things that we regret; we’ll never resolve anything.”

“You’re right,” Inseong weakly chuckled, “but I really do just want you to know just how sorry I am about things Y/N.”

“I know you are; I can tell Inseong.”

Youngbin:

His hands were steady as Youngbin tried to slide them underneath your frame, knowing that you couldn’t spend the night on the sofa as he realised that you had tried to wait up for him.

“Come on,” he whispered, trying his best to figure out a way to move you without disturbing you.

However, as your body lifted off of the sofa with a jolt, your eyes shot open. “Youngbin, you’re home?” You questioned, trying to figure out who it was holding you.

“It’s just me,” he whispered, lowering you back down onto the sofa, “I thought that I’d try and take you up to bed.”

“I’m surprised you care to do that.”

“Y/N,” he breathed, running his hand over the top of his head, “I’m so sorry for everything that happened earlier, it was all just a mess.”

You couldn’t help but nod in agreement with Youngbin, “it’s pretty tough to hear your boyfriend tell you that he doesn’t care about the things that you’re up to in life,” you told him.

“I do care,” he spoke, sitting down beside you next to the sofa, “I was being selfish and thinking about myself, it was wrong.”

“I can’t argue, you were an idiot Bin.”

Jaeyoon:

Your eyes met Jaeyoon’s as soon as he walked through the front door, both able to tell straight away as you looked at one other that a few tears had been shed whilst you spent time apart.

“I thought you’d be asleep,” Jaeyoon whispered, surprised to see you still awake on the sofa.

Your head shook as you wiped underneath your eyes, “there was no way that I was going to bed without seeing you, not after how things ended earlier between us too.”

“I’m so sorry for everything that I said to you earlier,” Jaeyoon told you, rushing over to take a seat beside you.

“I’m so sorry for everything too.”

“You don’t need to apologise,” Jaeyoon told you as he wrapped his arm around you, “you said things because I started it all between us.”

Your head shook, but Jaeyoon refused to let you argue. “I could have been kinder with the things that I said, some of those things were uncalled for, and definitely not true too.”

“I deserved to hear them,” Jaeyoon told you confidently, “this is on me, I can’t begin to tell you how much I regret it Y/N.”

“I think I’m beginning to see it, Jae.”

Dawon:

His eyes rolled as Sanghyuk returned home to see that you were still awake, busy watching something on the television, failing to acknowledge that he had come home.

“What sort of idiot stays up unnecessarily at this time?” He asked, failing to make you laugh.

Your eyes instead shot a glare at Sanghyuk as his failed attempt at a joke. “The type of idiot who despite being insulted by their boyfriend still worries about them.”

“You stayed up because of me?” Sanghyuk asked you in surprise, not expecting for himself to be your reason at all.”

“It’s late and it’s cold outside.”

“I would have come home sooner if I knew that you were waiting for me,” he assured you, “I’m sorry that you stayed up so late for me.”

Your head nodded as Sanghyuk walked into the room, “luckily for you I’ve been able to watch a pretty interesting documentary on penguins whilst waiting for you to come home.”

“Maybe you could talk to me now instead?” Sanghyuk suggested, “I think the least that I owe you right now is sorry.”

“I think you’re right on that one too.”

Zuho:

There was no movement from you as Juho walked through the front door and into the living room, jumping slightly as he saw you laid out on the sofa, staring up at the ceiling.

“What are you trying to do to me?” He muttered, placing his hand over his heart closely.

Your shoulder shrugged in reply to his question. “I’m surprised you even want to talk to me,” you hummed, remembering exactly what Juho had said earlier.

“Y/N,” he sighed, wanting desperately to move on from things. “I don’t know how many times I can say sorry to you.”

“You’ve only said it once so far.”

“I text you whilst I was out,” Juho told you, only to see your phone on the other side of the room, “but I guess that you didn’t see them.”

You finally sat up, moving across the room to pick up your phone and take a look for yourself. “Oh,” you sighed as you saw several unread messages and missed calls from Juho’s number.

“I tried,” he told you, walking towards you, “have you laid here all night long thinking that I didn’t want to make amends?”

“Honestly, I thought you hated me Juho.”

Rowoon:

A soft smile formed on Seokwoo’s face as he walked into the living room to see you laid out on the sofa. He couldn’t help but walk towards you and place his hand against you.

“I thought you’d be asleep,” he chuckled, surprised that you weren’t upstairs in bed.

The sound of a familiar voice soon made you stir though, slowly opening your eyes. “It’s about time you came home,” you sighed, relieved to see Seokwoo back.

“I started walking and then didn’t realise how far away from home I got,” he explained, “I got to do a lot of thinking.”

“What were you thinking about you?”

“You,” Seokwoo gently chuckled, “and how much I hurt you tonight. That’s something that I always promise you that I won’t do, and then I do it.”

You slowly turned so that you were facing Seokwoo properly, “I said some stupid things too tonight. You know that you take such good care of me usually, I never meant to say otherwise.”

“I think we both said some things we regret,” Seokwoo acknowledged, “maybe we should sleep and talk in the morning?”

“I think that that’s a good idea.”

Yoo Taeyang:

Your body stopped in the doorway to the kitchen as soon as you moved from the kitchen into the living room after grabbing a snack, seeing that Taeyang was finally home.

“I thought you’d be in bed,” he murmured, equally as surprised to see you stood there.

Your head shook as you slowly walked into the room, “my mind was a little too full to be able to go to bed, thinking and daydreaming about too many things.”

“Because of me, right”? Taeyang asked you, knowing that he was at fault as he too walked into the room towards the sofa.

“You’re all that I’ve thought about.”

“I know that I upset you,” he whispered as he sat himself down, “I’m sorry for being so horrible to you, I really didn’t mean what I said to you Y/N.”

You sat yourself down too, “my head hurts so much Taeyang, all I’ve been able to think about is what you said and wondering if it’s really how you feel about me, or about us.”

“It isn’t,” he hastily assured you, “it was heat of the moment and wrong, I’m glad you’re still awake so that I can explain.”

“You’ve got a lot of explaining to do.”

Hwiyoung:

His eyes narrowed as Youngkyun walked into the living room to see you awake, busy typing away on your laptop as you made use of your time waiting for Youngkyun to arrive.

“I didn’t think you’d be awake,” he spoke up as you stopped typing and looked at him.

Your smile was weak as you met his eyes, “despite how annoyed with you I am, that still doesn’t make me able to sleep when you’re not at home with me.”

“I shouldn’t have been so rude to you earlier,” Youngkyun told you, sitting down on the arm of the sofa, “and made you stay up too.”

“I’ve actually got a lot done.”

“That’s not the point Y/N,” he gently laughed, “I should’ve known that you’d stay up and come home quicker, but once again I wasn’t thinking of you.”

You offered Youngkyun a light grin, “I think we’ve both maybe been a bit thoughtless towards each other tonight, don’t you think it’s better if we just try and move on from that now?”

“Definitely,” he smiled back at you, “and we can start moving on by going to bed, it’s far too late for either of us to still be awake.”

“I’ve got one more email and then I’ll be there.”

Chani:

The sound of the television still playing took Chanhee by surprise as he walked through the front door, peering into the living room to see you still wide awake on the sofa.

“Why are you still up?” He asked as your eyes looked across at the sound of the door.

A shrug of your shoulders followed in reply to him. “Rather stupidly I found myself unable to sleep because I was worried about you, have you seen how late it is?”

“I’m sorry,” Chanhee frowned, taking small steps across the room to join you on the sofa, “I didn’t mean to stay out as long as this.”

“Did it help you being out?”

“It did,” he weakly smiled, “most of all it made me realise that I was horrible to you earlier, I took my frustration towards work out on you, it was unfair.”

You couldn’t help but nod in agreement with him, “I stayed up hoping that you’d come home and realise that I’m not a verbal punching bag to take your anger out on to be honest.”

“You’re definitely not that,” Chanhee told you, resting his hand over yours loosely, “you’re someone that I take for granted too much.”

“Don’t be silly, we all get angry now and then.”

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