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leia-writes · 2 years

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I don't know if you do this type of stuff but would you consider writing an ABC's of Intimacy for the Frontman? Btw i love your fics so much and you're so talented 🖤

hi, of course I will! thanks for requesting

Hwang In-ho | Front Man - ABCs of Intimacy

w/ female reader

warnings: SMUT, obviously 18+ ONLY

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a - aftercare

I feel like it depends on this one. I definitely feel like despite his stoic exterior, he’s truly soft on the inside, especially for you. When there’s time, he’s going to spend some time making sure you’re taken care of. Taking you to the shower to get clean and then relaxing together. But with his demanding job of course, sometimes the two of you have to settle for those quick heated moments. He’ll then leave you with a quick kiss or spank on the ass before having to go back to his duties.

b - body part

On him: his hands. In general, he loves feeling in control, whether it’s in the bedroom with you or in his day to day responsibilities. Being able to make you melt with just the touch of his hands, or roughly grabbing you wherever he wants, makes him go crazy. On you: your eyes. He loves seeing your reactions to everything he does to you just as much as he loves doing it to you. The way you squeeze your eyes in pleasure, or give him those needy looks when he’s fucking you into oblivion, sometimes even eliciting tears out of you, just makes him absolutely feral.

c - cum

As long as he gets to cum inside you, whether it’s your pussy or mouth, and as long as you’re begging for it, he’s satisfied. He loves knowing he’s left a part of himself inside of you.

d - dirty secret

He’s not into the idea of sharing you at all, but secretly loves the idea of other people watching you two. He’s thought about fucking you in front of the guards or VIPs countless times. He will never act on it though due to his possessive nature.

e - experience

He’s fairly experienced, but meeting you definitely helped. Before becoming the Front Man, he never had a particularly serious relationship. Once he met you, he felt more comfortable to try new things and act on his desires.

f - favorite position

Any position he can be above you, holding you down with his hands, whether you’re facing up at him or he’s fucking you from behind and shoving your face into the bed. On occasion, if you’re on top, he’s holding on to you tight and fucking up into you vigorously.

g - goofy

In the moment, he’s not goofy at all. He already has a hard time expressing his emotions, so being silly during sex would be tough. He’s also just a very intense person, which is apparent in how he makes love to you. After the fact, though, he might find it in himself to play and joke around with you.

h - hair

He’s a very meticulous person, so he keeps himself well-groomed at all times, usually either shaved or very short hair.

i - intimacy

He’s very intense when he’s intimate with you, but romance doesn’t come naturally to him. As mentioned before, he never had a serious relationship before you, so not only is he experiencing new feelings but also new ways to express intimacy outside of just sex. He wasn’t always used to having someone around all the time, much less someone he loves as much as he does you. As he became more comfortable, he learned to love little intimate moments with you, like holding hands, cuddling together, giving you quick kisses here and there.

j - jack off

He doesn’t do it often, unless you’re not around or you don’t have time. Before you started dating, he’d masturbate frequently to the thought of you, though he’d never admit it.

k - kink

Breeding kink 1000000%. The thought of knocking you up drives him crazy. Even though he’s probably unsure about actually having kids.

l - location

He prefers the comfort of your shared home, but if he’s desperate he has no problem taking you wherever you can get a quick private moment (a storage room, in the car, etc etc)

m - motivation

He absolutely loves when you act bratty. He’d never say it out loud but you know it. He acts annoyed, but he loves getting his hands on you to give you punishments. Choking, spanking, slapping, anything rough.

n - no

He’s not into sharing or threesomes or anything like that at all. He wants you completely to himself and loves knowing he’s the only one who has you.

o - oral

He’s happy to give anytime you ask, but he would be lying if he said he didn’t prefer you sucking on his cock. Especially when you’re being bad, oftentimes he’ll use it to get you to finally shut up. But deep down, he also feels like he’s just not good at giving you oral. Of course you love it, but secretly he’s a bit self-conscious about how good he is at it.

p - pace

He much prefers rough sex, pounding into you at a brutal pace and having his way completely with you. But, he knows how to be slow and gentle too. If he’s feeling particularly emotionally vulnerable (which is rare), he will literally melt in your arms.

q - quickie

He prefers to have as much time as he wants with you, but quickies are inevitable with his demanding job. Especially if he’s having a bad day at work, he’ll make time for a quick fuck just to release his pent up anger. He’ll also find time to give you a good “punishment” if you’ve been particularly bratty that day and aren’t home to take care of it (again, storage room, car, etc).

r - risk

He won’t initiate himself, but if you wanted to try something new he generally wouldn’t say no. The riskiest things usually involve being close to a public area or having unprotected sex.

s - stamina

Honestly, after going at it once, neither of you will have enough energy for another round. He’s rough and passionate and will be sure to express that all in one long round of lovemaking.

t - toys

He doesn’t use toys himself, but he’s willing to try if you bring it up. As mentioned before, he wants you all to himself, and feels like he should be as good as any toy you could get. But he won’t deny you as long as he can still fuck you as he pleases.

u - unfair

This man is the. biggest. tease. ever. He’ll be sure to have you begging for every little thing. Begging for your orgasm, begging for his cock, down to begging merely for his touch. You’ll try to do some teasing of your own, and sometimes he does falter and give in, but the sight of you begging for him is just too good for him to miss.

v - volume

He knows when to be quiet and when to really let go. It all depends on his mood and where you are. If you have to be quiet, he makes sure to have you melting in his arms by whispering dirty things in your ear and letting out soft grunts and moans as he does it. And when you can really let go, he’ll be groaning as he fucks you roughly, making sure you can hear every thrust.

w - wild card

When you’re both exhausted in bed and about to go to sleep, he acts like the biggest baby ever. He’ll hold you close like a pillow, and if you dare try and leave his arms he’ll squeeze you tighter while pouting and simply saying “no.” In general, when he’s tired, he becomes super clingy. It can be annoying at times but you find it endearing.

x - x-ray

He has big dick energy and it checks out.

y - yearning

He’s almost always down to fuck you, but if you’re not around he’s generally not in the mood. If he’s anticipating seeing you though, that’s a different story. I’d say usually it’s every other day to every few days.

z - zzz

If it’s normal sleeping hours, he’ll fall asleep pretty quickly, but depending on where you are and what time it is he’s able to go about his day normally. You, on the other hand, are almost always left exhausted completely.

#front man x reader #hwang inho x reader #frontman x reader #front man #frontman #squid game #fanfiction #hwang inho #reader insert #squid game fanfic #squid game fanfiction

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broken-ghost · 2 years

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Inbox is Open for Requests!

I typically write female reader out of habit so if you would prefer gender neutral or male reader please specify and you got it !

Fluff, Angst, Smut, I’m open for anything.

All requests welcome but if you are looking for prompts here’s the Latest Prompt List: First Kiss Prompts

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Fandoms/Characters I write for:

Stranger Things: Jim Hopper, Dmitri Antonov, Joyce Byers, Murray Bauman, Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers, Eddie Munson, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Billy Hargrove, Alexei Smirnoff

Lord of the Rings/ The Hobbit: Thorin, Thranduil, Legolas, Elrond, Boromir, Kili, Fili, Bofur, Aragorn, Celeborn, Bilbo, Glorfindel, Elladan, Elrohir, Eowyn, Arwen

Obey Me!: Lucifer, Diavolo, Mammon, Beelzabub

Breaking Bad/Better Call Saul: Hank Schrader, Lalo Salamanca, Nacho Vargo, Jesse Pinkman, Howard Hamlin, Jimmy McGill/Saul Goodman

Game of Thrones: Jamie Lannister, Jon Snow, Sansa Stark, Tyrion Lannister, Jorah Mormont, Sandor Clegane, Tormund Giantsbane, Stannis Baratheon, Bronn of the Blackwater, Gendry Baratheon, Jaqen H'ghar (This is the only fandom I’m open to writing character x character pairings in so feel free to send those as well)

The Boys: Homelander, Queen Maeve, Billy Butcher, Soldier Boy, Mother’s Milk, Frenchie

Squid Game: Seong Gi-hun, Cho Sang-woo, Hwang Jun-ho, Sae-byeok, Jang Deok-su, Salesman, Front Man

The Hollows/Rachel Morgan Series: Trent Kalamack, Rachel Morgan, Ivy Tamwood, Algaliarept “Al”, Rynn Cormel, Stanley Saladan, Kisten Felps, David Hue

#fan fiction #stranger things fanfiction #the lord of the rings fanfiction #the hobbit fanfiction #Tolkein FanFiction #obey me fanfiction #better call Saul FanFiction #breaking bad fanfiction #sons of anarchy fanfiction #the boys fanfiction #game of thrones fanfiction #the hollows FanFiction #the hollows reader insert #squid game FanFiction #squid game reader insert

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smuggsy · 2 years

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me? starting up another wip? it's more likely than you think (;

A SQUID GAME (오징어 개임) Fanfic on AO3.

Seong Gi-Hun/Original Character.

Rating: Mature (might go up).

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Additional Tags: Age Difference, Hurt/Comfort, Canon-Typical Violence, recently watched squid game and fell so hard for precious gihun i needed some kind of outlet, bc what is ao3 for if not to project our thirst thru ocs, Canon Compliant, except when it's not...

Summary: Park So-Min is used to being the family's disappointment. The cousin that didn't get into university. The one that will amount to nothing. Marrying into a wealthy and successful family is —according to her sister— her only way out of a pitiful life. So of course she falls in love with the scruffy divorced ahjussi that lives with his mother just down the road and struggles to make ends meet. Because that's just her luck.

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marlenacomehome · 2 years

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𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 - 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙖

omg i've never actually talked about my oc based squid game fic!!! it's probably one of the coolest i've ever writter <33 summary: Marlena is an ex military woman who moves to Korea to find the once lost peace of mind. While having an episode, she gets saved by a man named Gi-hun. What she doesn't know is that they'll meet once again in a deadly game. pairing: oc x gi-hun tw: read!! very important! there are many tw in this fic. attemped unaliving, ptsd episodes, depression, hallucinations. DO NOT READ IF SENSIBLE TO THESE TOPICS PLEASE!!! tags: sub (gi-hun), femdom, NSFW, praise kink, size kink, height kink, martial arts & military background, semi-public stuff & others you can read on ao3. CLICK HERE TO READ IT ON AO3!

any kind of comment, kudos, bookmark or whatever to let me know if you're enjoying or hating the fic would be appreciated <333

portrait of marlena made with artbreeder

#squid game #squid game oc #squid game fic #squid game fanfiction #gi hun squid game #gi hun #squid game imagine #original character #oc #squid game characters

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simplydannie · 6 days

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@jules0511 ❤️ My partner in crime! Enjoy!

Fame. Money. Adoration? It sounds to good to be true to a young teen surviving in the under city of Mount Rageous. But Velvet took the gig anyway.

Suddenly, chaos sparks around her…. What has she gotten her and her brother into?

Inspired by the Squid Games.

“Fame. Money. Loved and Adored By Many.” Those words eoched through Velvets mind….

BANG! BANG!

Velvet entered the white tiled room. Stacks and stacks of bunk beds were set up all along the side of the white tiled walls. Glancing around, she saw hundreds upon hundreds of Under Rageouns file into the room. How many constants were there? She looked down at her new attire: a dark green track suit sporting the number 235 on the back.

“Veneer.” It dawned to her that she had not seen her brother since being split apart when they entered. She twisted and turned her head looking desperately for him. “Veneer!” She called out.

“Vels!” She heard his voice. She saw his green swoop of hair make its way toward her, under his stupid little purple beanie. Veneer headed to her a little too happily. “Oh you’re number 235! Im 234! Look!” He spun around to show her the number engraved on his back.

“Really? They let you keep that stupid beanie? Of all things?”

“As long as I didn’t have anything hidden I’m good.” He smiled. Veneer was shoved to ground by a taller Under Rageoun. He snickered as Veneer plummeted to the floor. The Rageoun made a gun signal, pointing it at Veneer, and shot…He was his target. Velvet tore away the beanie from his head.

“Hey!”

“You’re an easy target Veneer! Start acting tough for crying out loud! This is a competition!”

Veneer tore his beanie out from her grasp to put it back on again. “I ain’t change for nothing Vels.” He said sternly.

More and more people continue to poor in. Velvet scoped out the competition, making a mental list of who to watch out for, who looked strong willed, strong physically, and a few whom they should avoid. A screen turned on above what they assumed were entry doors. The screen displayed the names of all the contestants… 456 “players”.

“Were supposed to go against 456 people…and win?” She declared. Next to their names were numbers, slowly those numbers went up on some: Velvet had 35 next her name, while her brother remained at 0.

“Hey! Why am i at zero? Vels, what kind of game is this?” He asked her crossing his arms.

“Fame. Money. Adoration. That’s what they said. So were going to suck this up and come out at the top.” She grasped her brother by the shoulders. “Do you understand? You do everything I say, exactly how I say it.” She stated firmly, eyes filled with determination.

“O-okay.” Veneer stuttered.

“Players, please make your ways to the doors in an orderly fasion. Again, please make your way to the doors in an orderly fasion.” A female voice boomed over the sound system above them. Excitement brewed all around…For Veneer, it was just nerves and anxiety, hoping that what they got themselves into would be okay. Veneer took his place behind his sister, following her through the doors.

In a single file, everyone one was lead through a maze of staircases. Veneer couldn’t help but reach for his sisters hand as the nerves continue to settle in. Velvet retreated her hand.

“No.” She whispered harshly, “No weakness.” Veneer nodded. The staircases were endless, twists and turns at every corner. Eventually everyone came to a stop in front of giant doors, all 456 players lined across. Velvet could hear Veneer’s shaky breath. She elbowed him, causing him to tense and straighten up. No weakness, he reassured himself.

Within moments the doors swung open…odd. The players walked into what was a field, something you would see at school, at the playground, a dirt lot. Straight across the dirt was something pecurliar..

“What in the world…” Velvet murmured.

A giant porcelain doll stood facing them. All the Rageouns took a stance behind the white line looking curiously at the doll. Veneer shook in his shoes, his eyes darting around taking in his surroundings. It looked like they were outside, but the whole enterior of the building was made just to look like it. Veneer know it wasn’t real, becuase he didn’t know what the sun was like, what it felt like. Whatever it was, they mimiced it well, even mimicing what a cool breeze would be like.

“Players please take your mark behind the white line.” The voice boomed again over the speakers. Veneer placed himself right next to Velvet.

“No. Stand more that way. If we’re going to win this, we need to make it seem like were not a team. Make it seem like were not in it together.” She whispered. To make it seem like an act, she shoved Veneer away harshly. There was a hurt look in his eyes, this was not the time her wanted to be away from his sister, but she knew best, he had to believe her.

“Players. Today’s game will be the simple game of red light-green light. When the doll says green-light, you are too proceed. When she says red-light, you are to stop. Players who do not stop will instantly be illimanted. You goal is to cross the other side of the marked field before time is up.” The voice said. As if on cue, the doll turned away, facing her back towards the players.

Everyone took their position behind the white line. Veneer stayed near enought to Velvet, keeping a close watch on her. Velvet’s focus was the finish line…she had to cross it…either her or Veneer…they needed to win this..they needed the money. She noticed cameras all around them. Was this being televised? Or were those cameras there to make sure everyone played by the rules? Silence fell upon the players as the timer appeared on the screen up ahead….a pin needle could be echoed through the quietness of the arena……

………..”Green-light.” The voice of the doll echoed. 456 Rageouns took off running, hoping to cover as much ground as they could before….

“Red-light!” Everyone froze. The dool whipped her head around…They were unsure if she could detect movement or not. Then, one Rageoun losted his balance, wiggling a little to catch it…..

BANG!

The Rageoun fell limp on the ground. Velvet’s eyes widened in horror. Was he? No he couldn’t be….That’s when she saw the pool of blood forming around his body.

“Oh…my…..”

A horrific scream echoed in the areana…

BANG!

Then another..

BANG! BANG!

The players soon began connecting what was going on. Most began to run…they ran towards the doors which they entered upon. Banging on the doors, screaming and pleading.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

One Rageoun ran into Velvet knocking her to the ground. Quickly she moved her hands to cover her ears. She waited for a bullet to strike her chest…but it never did.

BANG! BANG!

She could here the bodies fall to the ground one by one. Velvet’s body shook as the terror and realization of what was happening began to come to her. How? How did she get into this?…Her mind went black for a moment…

She was headed to The Pit to look for any jobs she could pick up, anything to bring food to the table for her and her brother. This particular night, a stranger came and approached Velvet as she was glancing at the bounties listed.

“I believe I’ve seen you around places.” The stranger asked her. Velvet turned towards the voice whom spoke to her: It was a tall male adult Rageoun. Pale skin just like all the Rageouns in the under city, stringy dark gray hair strung into dreadlocks that hung to his waist. He wore a red-mucle shirt with dark brown cargo pants. He gave her a sharped, tooth smile.

“Who hasnt? I’m down here practically all the time. Now excuse me.” She turned to continue to read the list of jobs.

“Not just here sweetheart…everywhere in Under Rageous. You’re a twin arent you?” He asked. She froze. How did he know? True, her and Veneer were the only twins she has ever seen in Under Rageous, kind of hard to miss…But this stranger had a particular interest in them. “Twins are rare here in Rageous. You’d attract the eyes whereever you go I’m sure.” He handed her a card.

“There’s a new competition that Mount Rageous is holding.”

Velvet was stunned in silence. Mount Rageous….only the wealthy, the somebodies dwelled in Mount Rageous. Why was this word getting to her? Why her and her brother?

“I am scout. Scouting talent and those who seem interesting enough to partake in this competition. Twins would definetly catch the eye…Winner of this competition will recieve a high comensation, fame, adoration. Think about it. Call this number.”

Velvet looked down at the card. It was a simply cardboad cut with a square, a triangle, and a cirlce printed in the front. Behind, the card was the number.

“Why? Why me and….” When Velvet looked up, the guy was gone. She was left alone at the center of the bustling pit. Velvet enveloped the card within her hand to hide it from anyone. He didn’t explain what kind of competition it was, only that it was to be held by those up in Mount Rageous. Velvet glanced up, up past the cloud line. She could see the lights of what was the upper atmosphere. This could be the chance her and her brother had been hoping for.

That night she went home, she hadn’t discussed what had happened to her brother. He lay asleep while she turned the card over and over again in her hand. Should she wake up? Should she tell him? Velvet picked out the window of the small apartment, looking up towards the lights of Mount Rageous. They been working so hard, tyring to save up so much to make it to the top…this could finally be their chance. Velvet swung the sheets off of her, tiptoeing to the phone so to not wake her brother…

….She hesitated at first….She dialed the number.

….. Velvets mind came back as she crouched in the arena, clutching her ears, eyes shut tight. Her mind was still ringing as the gunshots continued.

BANG. BANG.

“Fame. Money. Loved and adored by many.” The words echoed through Velvet’s mind…

BANG! BANG!

A few more sounded before they stopped….she heard groans, moans… cries of pain and agony.

“Please do not move when the doll says red-light or else you will be eliminated.”

Killed….. when they meant eliminated, they actually meant killed…. Crouching their in silence, her heart suddenly dropped at the realization….Her brother.

“Veneer….Veneer….” Velvet kept repeating his name to herself. She couldn’t look up. She couldn’t move. They were still on red light….. that’s when she saw a pool of blood getting near her feet…. She knew it wasn’t hers….. the blood began engulfing her shoes….She heard a small cry of pain…..

Oh please no….. please not her brother…. Not Veneer…..What had she gotten him into….

To be continued (?)….

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yuujismom · 2 months

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Why no one make any J-drama & K-drama fanfic bestie!?! T^T

#need more #kdrama #jdrama #fanfiction #kpop fanfic #kdrama fanfic #kdrama x reader #high and low #sweet home 2 #sweet home x reader #headcanon #kpop smut #x reader #reality show #variety show #zombie #squid game

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nessinborderland · 1 year

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Masterlist

Fandoms

🃏 Alice in Borderland -> Headcanons | Fanfiction 🏍️ High&Low -> Headcanons | Fanfiction 🤜 My Name -> Fanfiction 🧟‍♂️ All of Us Are Dead -> Headcanons | Fanfiction 🦑 Squid Game -> Fanfiction 🌊 Outer Banks -> Fanfiction

#alice in borderland #high&low #my name #all of us are dead #squid game #k drama fanfic #aib fanfic #high and low fanfic #my name fanfiction #aouad fanfic #squid game fanfic #masterlist

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frustrated-writer-skyeknight · 4 months

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My two moods in writing canon-divergence plotpoints (with some examples I feel passionate about in no particular order)

"Yes, canon is acceptable, but consider..."

○Hiccup x Jack ○Jay Gatsby x Nick Carraway end game ○Pitch Black redemption arc ○Tony Stark surviving the snap ○Alec Ryder remaining alive but still had to transfer S.A.M. to his son/daughter so they still become a Pathfinder ○Gregory Sackville-Bagg getting more screentime than Anna Sackville-Bagg ○Miguel being in a threesome with Tulio x Chel ○Camillo joining Mirabel in her quest to save the miracle, so Pepa's side of the family and their struggle could also be addressed. ○Chai snapping at Peppermint once for her being bossy and being valid about it.

"Just because it's canon doesn't mean it should be..."

❌Stoick dying ❌Toothless leaving ❌Gatsby dying ❌The original Gamora dying ❌Jason Grace dying ❌Pedro not surviving and the miracle shows up before the sacrifice was completed ❌Ali, Saebyeok, Sangwoo, Jiyeong, and Junho dying ❌Finnick and Prim dying ❌Zagreus not finding out exactly what Sisyphus did to Thanatos because it could've led to an awesome secret boss fight with Sisyphus. ❌Daedalus not being a character in the 'Hades' games with his own story of not seeing his son Icarus, who's has a secret relationship with Apollo.

#fanfiction #canon compliant #canon divergent #spoilers #Httyd #Rotg #The Great Gatsby #The Little Vampire #Squid game #Mockingjay #Hi Fi Rush #Hades #PJO series

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fuzzedma · 11 months

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Hello!! ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა

₊˚ෆˎˊ˗ Huii !!! I'm Bunny. ₊˚ෆˎˊ˗ I use she/they ₊˚ෆˎˊ˗ I write fanfiction <33

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•⩊• Fandoms I write for:

Stranger things

IT (2017 & 2019)

The Goldfinch

We Are Who We Are

Life Of Luxury

Our Life (Both Games)

South Park

Squid Game

Stardew Valley

Creepypasta

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What I WON'T write! ꒰ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ꒱

Non-con (makes me feel bad..)

Rape

Incest

Step-bro/step-sis NSFW

Pedophilia

Zoophilia

NSFW about minors (even if you ask for them aged up)

Hardcore kinky (not that it's bad, I just can't write it yet)

Murder/kidnapping

Necrophilia

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‎♡‧₊˚ What I mainly write

Innocent/submissive reader (not innocent like personality, but aesthetic)

Cutesie smut, not hardcore

Drug dealer Y/N or character

Ships <3

sometimes kinky stuffs

༻✧༺ I'm up to writing anything that doesn't pass my boundaries, don't be scared to request something!! ༻✧༺

#south park #x reader #innocent reader #squid game #stranger things #IT 2017 #IT 2019 #The Goldfinch #Creepypasta #fanfiction #Life Of Luxury #our life beginnings and always #our life now and forever #stardew valley

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twpsyn-who · 2 years

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I wish Steddie was popular during the whole Squid Game period just to have my TikTok full of draws of this scene with them

#also think of the fanfictions man #gotta go see if someone wrote something on ao3 #ok but Steve trying very hard to loose but he's paired with Eddie and that man can loose in his fucking sleep so Steve's plan fails #and Eddie's like 'You can't loose man someone has to look after those kids'#and 'Tell Dustin he's the luckiest guy for having you by his side'#or or Steve to be like 'We were supposed to win together. break the rules! You were supposed to meet Dustin #remember??? We were supposed to win the money get the kids and visit the world!'#and Eddie's all like 'I'm sorry I'm so sorry. Maybe in another life big boy'#omg and they are both crying and Eddie doesn't want to die man but Steve told him so many things about the kids waiting for him at home and #he can't do that to them he can't do that to Steve he fell too fast and too hard #'And Steve? Let my uncle know I finally meet someone worth fighting for'#I'm making myself cry for no goddamn reason #stranger things au #stranger things steddie #steddie #stranger things eddie #stranger things steve #eddie munson #steve harrington #squid game au #squid game #stranger things

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heartsforhamilton · 1 year

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After.

(another poorly written teeny-tiny piece from scs2.)

With each new name that rang out over the tannoy, he felt his chest constrict just that little bit more. So many familiar names, familiar numbers. New friends and old.

Why had they come here? Why had any of them come here? They knew the stakes, knew the costs. They knew one of them would have to end up here. In a room full of people, yet ultimately alone.

Where had all their confidence gone? Washed away in a stream red, leaving no mark save for the pink stain on a mop that'd be thrown away soon enough.

Each breath was a painful reminder that they couldn't do the same. That he couldn't do the same.

Number after number was beginning to feel like the countdown to doomsday.

For once in his life, his head was totally empty. Empty, but for the never-ending list of losses.

"We have to do this, George. For Dream, and Karl, and everyone else."

He looked over at Sapnap. The same still emptiness etched his face. He could imagine the blood streaked across it. If it came down to it, would his best friend kill him? They both sought vengeance, redemption.

But how far would either of them go in the name of their fallen loves?

#dream smp #scs2 #squid craft 2 #squid craft games #squidcraft #squidcraft dtkq+#dream #georgenotfound #mcyt fanfiction #minecraft

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tellie-vision-art · 4 months

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Eye Candy update! Basically Minsu and Joonsu shipping fuel chapter, they’re doing actual investigative stuff next chapter bc this one was getting too long to add to

For new: Detective and Infantry Captain trying to dismantle a murder gameshow and they also are in love with each other but neither will say that out loud 😳

#writing #original story #original writing #ao3 link #oc fanfiction #oc writing #squid game #<- inspired!#tv writing #octopus entertainment #Minsu briefly asks about getting fucked in the ass in this I apologize it will happen again 😭#no but really. I am serious it will happen again

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leia-writes · 2 years

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Hi! iread These Violent Delights

Have Violent Ends and i loved it sooo much! Can i request a femreader smut with the front man character? i don't have any plot ideas, it's up to you !

of course! I decided to take an enemies to lovers route with this one, I really enjoyed writing it. thank you!!

Kiss With A Fist

hwang in-ho | front man x reader

ao3 link

masterlist

song inspiration: kiss with a fist by florence + the machine

warnings: SMUT - 18+ ONLY

“Do we really have to do this now?”

You stood in the elevator with In-ho, making your way to one of the several storage rooms on site. It was almost midnight and you just wanted to go to sleep. The next round of games were about to start, and you’d mistakenly misplaced some critical information on some of the players. You suspected a guard moved the files to one of the storage rooms, but with the amount of information the organization kept, finding it might take a while.

In-ho scoffed next to you. “Yes. And you’re lucky I’m going with you to help look for it.”

You rolled your eyes. “I just don’t see why this can’t get done tomorrow. It’s late.”

“If you hadn’t been so careless, we wouldn’t have to do this in the first place.”

“Why does everything have to be on paper anyways? Everything should be digital now. There’s no reason for us to have all this paper.” You knew you made a mistake, but having to go through all of this was too much.

He sighed sharply. “Would you stop complaining?”

Before you could respond, the elevator door opened, and you started searching for the missing files. It was beyond annoying having to search through everything when it could be so much simpler if everything was digital. You spent almost an hour searching before In-ho approached you and pushed the files into your chest, shoving you backwards a bit.

“Here. Now put them where they belong. And don’t fuck up again.”

He walked away, and you stood there angrily. He was so fucking irritating. You knew he probably relished in seeing you make a mistake. You’d worked with him almost a year now, and from the very beginning the two of you never got along. He clearly felt threatened by your presence, having worked alone before you came along. Anytime you contributed, he treated you like a nuisance.

But that never discouraged you. Like In-ho, you’d won a round of the Squid Games yourself, so dealing with him was nothing. You had no problem giving him the same treatment he’d given you. The problem was, you worked together every single day, almost all of your time spent side by side. Being around someone who constantly tried to undermine you was a daily challenge.

You shook off your anger and put the files away before going to bed. You and In-ho had a shared living space, with separate rooms. There was no escaping him, so you tried your best to let it go. Of course, things didn’t always work out that way.

~~~

A few days later, the Squid Games began, and everything seemed to go by without any problems. Even after the players had voted to leave, a good amount decided to come back. It wasn’t until you noticed In-ho acting strange that you realized something was going on.

He’d been acting particularly stressed and distant, constantly running off to go do some unknown task. You knew the games added another level of stress to your job, but his behavior wasn’t normal. Anytime you tried to question him, he’d give you the usual cold shoulder or rude demeanor.

He was away yet again when you heard the guards speaking over the radio. A guard had gone missing? What the hell was he up to? You immediately made your way to the VIP escape area, where In-ho was kneeling next to a guard.

“What the hell is going on?”

He stood and turned around, his fingers bloody, holding a bullet. His mask was on, but you could tell he was annoyed to see you. “It’s being handled.”

“Clearly it isn’t.” You gestured towards the guard, dead on the ground.

He threw the bullet to the side. “Go check the rooms.” He walked past you, leaving before you could say anything else. He always got like that when he made a mistake, not wanting to give you the benefit of seeing him fail.

You made your way to the guard dorms, quickly discovering a guard was missing. Instead of looking for the guard himself, though, In-ho instructed the guards to search for him, leaving the two of you to oversee the next game. The VIPs would arrive soon after, and you’d both have to tend to them immediately.

As you watched the players in the control room, standing next to In-ho, you turned to him. “Why don’t you tell me what the hell is happening?”

“It’s none of your concern,” he said coldly, facing forward.

“A guard was killed. Of course it’s my fucking concern.”

“I told you I’m handling it.”

You scoffed, turning away. “You better hope it gets handled before the VIPs arrive.”

In-ho shifted uncomfortably, his hands tightening into fists. You could tell he had more to say, but kept it in and stayed silent. You smirked under your mask as you continued to observe the game.

Once the game was over, you decided to join the guards searching for the intruder outside, rather than do nothing with In-ho. He seemed to be too caught up in his own thoughts to notice you leave anyways. You walked the shoreline, looking for any sign, when the guards found the body.

They called In-ho on the radio, who quickly showed up afterwards. As In-ho approached the body, you couldn’t help yourself from rubbing it in a bit.

“You seem to be handling it just fine, huh?”

He slowly turned to you, and you could tell he was seething under the mask.

“Watch it.”

You chuckled, and handed him the wallet you found on the body. “Looks like we’re dealing with the police now.”

In-ho observed the ID, and let out a long, deep sigh. Clearly this was troubling for him.

“This is a much bigger issue now, you know that ri-”

“Would you just shut the fuck up for one minute?” In-ho interrupted, tension clear in his voice. He threw the wallet to the ground and turned away, hands on his hips. He was clearly battling with something you knew nothing about. For a moment, your curiosity outweighed your annoyance.

You took a moment to wonder what exactly he was going through, and why he was so upset. Normally he didn’t let your words get under his skin so much, so why was he so reactive to them now?

Before you could think further, you were both pinged on your radios. The VIPs arrived, and you both would have to tend to them for a while. In-ho directed the guards to burn the body and the two of you met with the VIPs.

You greeted the VIPs and prepared for the next game. During the glass bridge game, you stood with In-ho at the control desk, but your mind was anywhere but the game. In-ho seemed distracted as well, constantly checking his radio to make sure it was working. It was incredibly boring, and knowing the intruder was still out there, with the VIPs around, made you on edge.

“I’m going to go search with them. There’s no reason I need to be here too.”

“No. You’re staying.”

You rolled your eyes, under the mask, and ignored him. “I’ll let you know what we find.”

You turned to walk away, but In-ho roughly grabbed your arm. You looked at his hand indignantly before looking at him.

“Let go of me.”

“You’re not going anywhere.”

“You don’t get to tell me what to do.”

You could’ve sworn you heard him chuckle darkly under his mask.

“I’m not telling you. I’m making you.” He pulled you back in front of the controls, closer to him, his grip on your arm becoming impossibly tight. The sudden proximity made you uncomfortable, an unexplainable feeling starting to form inside you.

He leaned towards you, whispering. “Don’t fucking move.”

He shoved you, letting go of your arm. You could feel some of the VIPs watching you, and you knew better than to make a scene now. In-ho promptly walked away, forcing you to be the one to stay and oversee the game. The lingering pain from his grip on your arm just added to your frustration.

How dare he think he can treat you like that? The more you thought about it, the more upset it made you. He had no right to put his hands on you like that. You cursed yourself for wavering when he pulled you close to him. The strange feeling from before started to come back, but you quickly pushed it away.

Once the game was over, you returned to your shared living space. Whatever In-ho had to deal with, you decided he would deal with it alone. If he wanted you out of the way, that was fine. It wasn’t your responsibility anyways. With how chaotic everything had been, you deserved a break.

After a while, you heard In-ho exit the elevator. You expected him to give you an update, but he went straight to the bathroom. A few minutes passed and you heard him groaning, before hearing the sound of metal falling to the ground. What the hell?

You walked to the bathroom door, softly knocking. “Where’s the intruder?”

You heard In-ho sigh out of frustration. “Taken care of.”

“Is he dead?”

“Yes.”

“Where’s the body?”

In-ho yelled out of frustration, and unbeknownst to you, pain. “I fucking took care of it, he’s at the bottom of the ocean now, are you happy?”

You paused for a moment. “Why didn’t you incinerate the body? That’s protocol.”

In-ho suddenly opened the door, anger written all over his face. You quickly noticed the wound he was holding a towel to.

“What the fuck happened?”

“Why do you have to be so fucking nosy? I told you it was taken care of.” He grimaced in pain and went to shut the door, but you blocked it.

“What happened?”

In-ho sighed, clearly worn down. He walked back to the sink and threw the towel down before preparing to stitch his wound. You noticed a bullet in the sink.

“He shot me. I shot him back. It’s over now.”

Something felt off to you. There was no way In-ho would let the intruder shoot him before killing him himself.

“You didn’t answer my question. Why didn’t you take care of the body?”

In-ho shut his eyes in frustration for a moment, but continued to focus on stitching his wound. “I told you, he’s dead in the ocean now.”

“But his body could show up somewhere.”

He huffed in pain, ignoring you.

You stayed silent for a moment, deciding not to bother him while he was stitching himself. As you stewed in your thoughts, it all seemed more and more strange to you. When he was finished, he turned to you, annoyed.

“What do you want?”

“I want to know why you left the body.”

He turned away, cleaning himself up and ignoring you again.

You rolled your eyes. “Are you sure he’s even dead?”

He looked down, letting out a deep breath, and in the mirror you could see rage on his face. His fists were clenched, his body shaking. He stayed silent again.

“Why won’t you tell me what the fuck is going on?!”

In an instant, In-ho punched forward on the mirror, shattering it to pieces, screaming. The sudden sound made you jump back. He turned to you, his hand bloody.

He looked you right in the eyes, shaking in fierce anger. “I don’t have to tell you shit.”

You stared at him for a few moments, anger brewing inside of you as well. He acted violent, but you weren’t scared. “Then don’t endanger all of us with your careless behavior.”

“Careless?” he said, his voice shaking. He turned away and leaned forward on the counter, grimacing. He took in a shaky breath, and let out a sob through gritted teeth.

He started to cry. He was crying.

That caught you off guard. You’d never seen anything close to this kind of emotion coming from him. For a moment, your anger subsided, and you felt… concern.

Why did you even care? You despised this man. But… the way he was breaking down in front of you, it was so bizarre. You knew something significant had to have happened.

“In-ho, just… just tell me what happened.”

He looked at you again, and you could tell inside he was truly falling apart. He looked deranged. “What happened? I’ll tell you what happened… That intruder, he…” he paused, his face contorting in pain, “he… he was my brother.”

His… brother? You stood there in shock, not sure how to react. You were mortified.

In-ho laughed wildly, his emotions out of control. “And you want to know why I didn’t burn his body? I already shot him, isn’t that enough?”

He stepped closer to you as you stayed speechless.

“Isn’t it enough that I had to shoot him? Isn’t that all we’re good for now? Shooting and killing people?”

You were absolutely stunned. You never expected this, and you weren’t sure what to do. You wished you had never asked anything at all.

“In-ho, I’m… I’m sor-”

He cut you off by grabbing your throat with his hand, pushing you on the wall behind you. His fingers, bloody from punching the mirror, gripped your throat harshly.

“Maybe I should start with you, huh? Then you would finally shut the fuck up.”

Your mouth was wide open, desperate to breathe, as he choked you. His face was inches from yours, and the sight of you struggling against him just encouraged him further. He dug his fingers into your skin, tightening his grip on your throat.

You brought your hands to his arm to try and pry him off of you to no avail. You kicked his legs, tried everything you could, but his strength was too much. His anger was too much. No matter what you did, he wouldn’t let go of you.

Tears started to fall from your eyes and you were pleading for relief. You had never been scared of him like you were in that moment. You knew he was temperamental, you knew he had issues, but you never expected him to take it out on you like that. In that moment, what truly scared you was the possibility he would kill you right then and there.

You started seeing spots in your vision, and your strength was faltering. Your harsh punches were turning into soft shoves. You felt yourself slowly starting to pass out. At what felt like the very last moment, In-ho grimaced, and threw you to the ground. You gasped for air, coughing and holding your throat gently.

“Get the fuck out of my sight.”

He went back to the bathroom and slammed the door shut. You stayed on the ground for a moment, trying to compose yourself. He really almost killed you then. You were beyond upset, you were disturbed. What kind of fucked up place had you found yourself in? You found yourself questioning every decision you made that led up to this moment, regretting the day you decided to work with In-ho.

But it didn’t matter. None of that meant anything when it was In-ho who took his problems out on you. You at least had some solace there, knowing it wasn’t your fault, but it made you even angrier. It wasn’t your fault his brother found his way here. It wasn’t your fault he had to kill his own brother.

But, somewhere deep inside your mind, you honestly felt bad for him. If you had done the same, you knew you’d go mad just like he did. Why did he just have to deal with things so poorly?

You groaned in frustration. “Fuck!”

You quickly stood up and went to your room, getting ready to sleep. Your mind was whirling with thoughts, and as time went on nothing was making sense to you. Hopefully, after a night’s sleep and once the games are over, you’ll have a moment to think clearly.

~~~

The next evening, you were riding in the limo with In-ho, sitting next to him. The two of you had managed to set aside your emotions enough to not fight in front of anyone, but they were brewing inside you intensely. After you dropped off the winner, you made your way to the island, dreading the long drive back.

You took off your mask and threw it to the side, leaning forward to pour yourself more champagne. In-ho, his mask off, eyed you with disdain. You could tell from the corner of your eye. You rolled your eyes and drank the glass in one sitting. He had no right to act this way towards you. There was nothing wrong with questioning him.

He scoffed, drinking as well.

You eyed him. “What?”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“You didn’t have to. I can see it on your face.”

“So you can’t control yourself if someone merely looks at you?”

You looked at him, offended. “Don’t talk to me about control. I merely rolled my eyes and you’re upset.”

“I’m just sick of working with a brat like you.”

You laughed. “What exactly did I do that was so wrong? You would’ve questioned me just the same last night, if not worse.”

In-ho stayed silent, jaw clenched, looking away.

“I didn’t know it was your brother,” you said softly.

That really set him off. He drank the rest of the champagne in his glass and forcefully threw it forward, the glass shattering at the front of the limo. You turned to him, initially shocked but not surprised. Before you could react, he grabbed your throat again. Though he wasn’t as forceful as before, the bruises made it painful still.

“Don’t make me finish what I started last night.”

Anger was stewing inside of you, but you laughed. “We both know you won’t.”

He glared and gripped your throat harder, though still not like before. You swiftly slapped him square in the cheek, redness appearing almost instantly.

“Stop acting like you can control me,” you sneered.

He pushed you to the back of your seat, practically hovering over you at this point, his face dangerously close to yours. He raised his hand, as if he was going to slap you, but lowered it.

“What, too scared to hit me?” You knew you were provoking him, but it was too good to pass up.

He raised his hand again, but instead of hitting you, he covered your mouth.

“Just. shut. up. For once.”

You brought your arm to his, trying to force his hand off your mouth, but he just leaned into you harder. You glared at him since you were unable to speak. Both of you were staring into each other’s eyes so intensely, you felt like you could feel everything he felt in that moment. All of the anger, pain, frustration, and the tension between you two. It was all becoming so palpable.

You scanned his face, noticing all the little features you never noticed before. You felt that same unfamiliar feeling start to overwhelm you, just like when he pulled you close to him in front of the VIPs. It frustrated you to no end. You felt helpless.

After a few moments, In-ho slowly lowered his hand, his eyes fixating on your lips. You squirmed under his gaze, feeling frustrated and… desperate, but you weren’t sure for what.

Suddenly, In-ho leaned forward, and kissed you.

His kiss was just as strong as his hands, his lips crushing yours with intense force. For a moment, you were unable to think or move. Was he really doing this? Was this really happening?

The desperate feeling from before just blossomed into something much more, something like… desire.

Did you really want him? Like this?

He leaned back, lips separating from yours. You almost whined at the loss of contact. What the fuck was wrong with you? You looked at him, shock and confusion on your face.

In-ho smirked. “That seems to shut you up.”

That sent you over the edge. You grabbed his face and pushed him back in his seat, kissing him fiercely again. You wouldn’t let him take control that easily.

You sat on his lap and started grinding on him, making any attempt to take down his defenses. He groaned into your mouth as you kissed over and over, both of you trying to be more forceful than the other. You brought both your hands to his throat, digging your fingers into his skin as you continued to kiss him. You wanted him to feel exactly what he did to you. That feeling of power fed the fire of your desire even more.

He grabbed your sides and pushed you on your back onto the seat, hovering over you. The force of falling down caused you to yelp and remove your hands from him. In-ho took the opportunity and grabbed both of your arms, pinning them above your head.

You wanted to feel frustrated, but he started to kiss and bite your neck, and you couldn’t help yourself from moaning. Fuck. You felt embarrassed but just couldn’t be bothered to care too much. You struggled under his hold, and he chuckled into your neck.

“Who knew you’d be so desperate for me?”

You blushed, flustered knowing he was relishing in having this power over you. He let your hands go to unzip your coat, immediately grasping one of your breasts, returning his mouth to your neck. You moaned before pushing him off of you, onto the floor next to you. You turned over and straddled him again, smirking.

“Don’t act like you weren’t the one to kiss me first.”

You shrugged off your coat before unzipping his. In-ho leaned forward to take it off and pull you in for another rough kiss. You grinded down on him again, feeling his erection under his pants, moaning into his mouth. You pulled his shirt off and his hands went to your sides to pull yours off.

At this point, you didn’t care how you got it, you just needed him. You needed to take everything from him just like he wanted with you. You could feel yourself getting wetter as you continued grinding on him. His hands went to your hips to push you down harder, guiding your movements. He just had to have control, didn’t he?

You grasped his jaw, pushing him away from you harshly.

“Fuck me. Now.”

He huffed and lifted you back on the seat, unzipping his pants. You unzipped yours and pulled them off along with your underwear, taking your bra off and leaving yourself bare in front of him. Suddenly, you felt vulnerable in front of him, which annoyed you.

As he took off his pants, you watched his cock spring out, your desperation growing even more. You shoved him back onto the seat, going to straddle him before he shoved you back.

“I don’t think so.”

He turned you around, your knees resting on the edge of the seat as he lined his hips with yours behind you. He held your neck from behind, hovering over you and shoving your face onto the top of the seat cushions. He lined his cock with your entrance, immediately feeling how wet you were. You groaned, wiggling your hips, desperate for any sort of control you could get.

“Fuck, you’re so wet, did I do this to you?”

You groaned out of frustration, knowing he was just trying to get a reaction out of you.

“Just hurry up.”

He leaned forward, slowly pushing his cock into you. You let out a long moan together as he completely filled you, staying still for a brief moment before he started pounding into you relentlessly.

The sudden pleasure made your mind go blank. All you could focus on was the feeling of him fucking you and how fucking good it felt. You moaned nonstop now, not even caring what you sounded like. You didn’t care if it meant he thought he had complete control over you now. All that mattered was you were getting what you wanted and he was giving it to you.

You could tell In-ho was losing himself as well, groaning and grunting as he thrust into you roughly. He grabbed your ass with one hand and smacked it, causing you to yelp. The sudden sting just added to your pleasure. You clenched around his cock and he leaned forward, groaning into your neck.

The more he fucked you, the more you could feel all of your defenses coming down. You couldn’t even remember why you were so upset with him before. All of the anger you’d felt had completely dissipated into desire. As you thought about it more, you realized… maybe you never hated him to begin with.

Yes, he was annoying, and stubborn, and irritating, but he was also the one person who could understand you the best. The one person you knew who had been through the same thing as you. You fought every day, but at least that meant you cared. It meant you longed for something better. If you didn’t care at all, he wouldn’t get under your skin so easily.

You did care. A lot. And you longed for so much more… you longed for him.

In-ho could sense the shift in your demeanor and slowed down, gently holding on to your shoulders. You turned around and looked him in the eyes, your features soft now instead of the fierce looks you’d given before. You were almost… pleading for him. He could tell you weren’t angry anymore. In an instant, you felt the most vulnerable you ever had.

His face softened, as if he knew exactly what you were thinking at that moment. He reached forward to gently cup your face, rubbing his thumb on your cheek. You looked at his lips briefly, silently begging for them.

He stilled inside of you and leaned forward to kiss you gently. You moaned softly and brought a hand to his face. You knew at that moment you wanted him, just him. No ulterior motives, no fights for dominance, no revenge to be had anymore. You broke from the kiss, feeling overwhelmed at your shift in energy. He looked at you concerned, holding you as if you’d break in his hands. He was being so gentle, so caring, it made your heart swell, and you started to cry.

He immediately grabbed your shoulders and brought you close to him, sitting down in the seat and bringing you to his lap. You faced him and sank down on his cock, moaning and continuing to cry. It was all so overwhelming, the rush of emotion with the pleasure you were feeling. In-ho held your face, wiping your tears as they fell.

“What’s wrong?” He looked at you with such concern it made you cry even more. You couldn’t even get any words out, you just continued to ride him and pulled him close, resting your head near his neck.

He wrapped his arms around you and rested his head on yours, confused but overwhelmed just as much as you were. The moment you laid bare before him, he felt a shift in his emotions as well. Maybe all the conflict the two of you had was meant to lead to this moment, maybe all the frustration he felt about you was really a deep longing.

After losing his brother, he was sure he had no one left. When he saw your face drop when he told you he killed him, he’d never admit it but it broke his heart even more. Not because you were afraid of him, not because you despised him. But because he could tell you cared. It was so much easier to push you away, to get upset at you, rather than face his feelings and be vulnerable. He’d already lost so much.

He brought your face to his and kissed you deeply. You kept crying and it destroyed him inside. “I’m sorry,” his voice breaking, “I’m sorry.”

You paused, taken aback. “No, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

“Shh, it’s okay. Stop crying, darling. It’s okay.”

That made you cry even more. Fuck, you were so far gone now. You couldn’t imagine how you spent all this time together without realizing how much you actually cared for him.

He rested your forehead on his. “Just focus on me. You’re okay. You’re doing so well.”

Your heart fluttered wildly at his words, and you couldn’t believe that just a while ago you were at each other’s throats. His hands rested on your hips as you rode him, your emotions starting to calm down. You felt pleasure rise again in your core.

In-ho kissed your neck. “Yes, that’s it. Just like that. So fucking good.”

You whined against him, his praises encouraging you further. You started riding him faster and he groaned beneath you. He shifted his hips and began to thrust upwards into you.

You moaned and met his thrusts, the force of his pounding setting your body on fire. You kissed him roughly.

“You feel so good inside me.”

He kissed you again, encouraged by your words as well, thrusting into you harder. You wanted to show him how good you felt. You wanted to express your desire for him physically just like you had done so to express your anger and frustration earlier.

You felt tension starting to form in your core, begging for release. “You’re gonna make me cum fucking me like this,” you whispered into his ear.

You clenched on his cock and he groaned loudly beneath you. He grabbed your hair and pulled you in for a kiss roughly before turning you over on your back, your hips on the edge of the seat. He thrust into you again and looked at your body up and down.

“You’re gonna make me cum looking like this.”

You mewled beneath him and pulled him close, wanting as much of him as you could get. He kissed your neck where he had left marks before. The new angle of his thrusts sent waves of pleasure over your body, and you knew you were close.

“In-ho.” You pulled his face in front of yours. “I need you.”

His eyebrows furrowed and he moaned, almost whimpering. It almost looked like he was about to cry, and your heart broke for him… is this how he felt for you when you cried?

You held his face gently. “I need you. I need you so fucking much. I’ve always needed you.”

He cried out, and you could tell he was close too. He rested his head on your shoulder, his thrusts becoming sloppy.

“No. I need you.”

The intensity of his words almost sent you over the edge. You held him close, grabbing his shoulders desperately.

“In-ho, please… please cum inside me.”

You couldn’t hold back anymore, and came intensely as he fucked you. You cried out, holding on to him as you let the pleasure fully take over, your body shuddering beneath him. In-ho groaned loudly and came, releasing loads of his cum inside of you. The feeling of being filled by him just added to your pleasure. He slowly thrust into you, both of you riding out your high as long as possible.

He pulled out of you and he looked down, noticing his cum leak out of you. You whined at the empty feeling. As you calmed down, you worried what this might mean for you. What if In-ho was just caught up in the moment? Did he really want you like this?

He sat down next to you, catching his breath. For a moment, you felt awkward. You were just sitting there, naked and silent. Before you could think further, he pulled you close to him again, sitting in his lap. He wrapped his arms around you and guided your head to his shoulders.

After a few moments, he whispered, “Are you okay?”

You sighed, relieved, and nodded into his neck. The fact he was considering you in this moment reassured you he still wanted you.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered.

“Stop saying that. You have nothing to be sorry about.”

You sighed, pouting.

He softly chuckled. “Who knew you could be so nice?”

You scoffed playfully. “I could say the same for you.”

You looked up and noticed him smiling, realizing you’d never seen him smile before. Your heart swelled at the sight. How could the two of you have gone this long without realizing how much you actually cared for each other?

What about all the horrible things you did to each other?

As if he was reading your mind, he held you tighter, and whispered, “I’m sorry for everything.”

You sighed. “Me too.”

“Do you need anything?” he asked, as he gently rubbed your hair. He loved taking in all the little things about you, all the things he missed out on all this time.

“No. Just you.”

“Good. You have me.”

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