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alvojake · 18 days

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Crazed Nights | K.SN & Y.JW

「parings」 : sunoo x fem!reader x jungwon 「word count」 : 7.1k

「synopsis」 : after being ghosted by the guy you were seeing, you went out to a bar with your friends, getting drunk off your ass. however, the last people you had expected to run into were two of your brother's best friends, two that you had a huge crush on at that. they were just going to take you home, but what if the alcohol gives you a little more courage than you had expected?

「genre」 : smut, brother's best friend(s) troupe, threesome

「warning」 : threesome, unprotected sex (big no-no), oral (m. & f. receiving), face sitting, biting/marking, dubcon(?), all three are slightly intoxicated, cussing, alcohol/drinking, teasing, dom!sunoo x sub!reader x dom!jungwon, praising, degradation, making out, cum eating, face fucking, riding, creampies, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, clit play, petnames (baby, princess, pretty, slut...), slight choking, begging, slight manhandling, implications of multiple rounds, lmk if I missed anything!

「notes」 : I got this idea from reading something a few days ago and knew I wanted to write it out, just didn't know which pair to use. after some consideration and asking friends I decided on pocketz. now, I can't tell you why I chose them exactly, just that it seemed fitting to me, and tbh, I've had bad sunwon brainrot since this past weekend... I also got a little carried away with the word count... n e who... I hope you enjoy this!

“I swear I’m never dating another man again,” you cried out as you downed your nth shot of soju. Dayeon and Wonyoung sat on the opposite side of the table, looking at you with a mixture of annoyed and concerned gazes.

“Is she seriously drunk already?” Dayeon sighed, downing a shot of soju herself. Wonyoung just shook her head, mumbling about how she knew going out would be a bad idea, especially when they knew you couldn’t hold your liquor very well.

“I can’t believe he took me on two dates and we even made out just to tell me that I wasn’t his type.” You exclaimed, tears brimming in your eyes. “TWO FUCKING DATES!” Your voice raised a few notches, causing both of the girls to jump, instantly trying to shush you. “How can someone be so heartless?”

“That was pretty mean of him to do.” Wonyoung agreed, swirling the small shot glass in her hand, while Dayeon nodded in agreement.

“Right!” You exclaimed once more, and Dayeon scolded you for being far too loud, but you just pouted, slumping down in your seat.

Dayeon then grabbed your bowl, which still sat empty in the middle of the table, as well as the ladle. “Hey, y/n. Eat some of this before you drink anymore.” She scooped some of the hotpot that sat in the center of the table. " You’ll end up hugging a toilet all night if you drink on an empty stomach.”

Tears poured out of your eyes. " Thank you, Dayeon…” You grabbed the bowl, staring down at the broth inside. You weren’t sure why the simple gesture that she had done so many times was making you so emotional. Maybe it was all of the events that had previously taken place. Or maybe it was just the alcohol that was in your system.

“Yeah, and don’t dwell on Junmin. He was a prick!” Wonyoung reassured you as she sat a glass of water in front of you, hoping to sober you up at least a little bit.

“BUT I LIKED HIM!” Your outburst drew the attention of those around you, “I LIKED HIM, THAT’S WHY I DIDN’T CARE THAT HE WAS A VIR-”

“SHUT THE HELL UP DUMBASS!” Dayeon reached across the table, grabbing your cheeks and muffling your shouts while Wonyoung looked around the bar with a nervous gaze.

All of your movements stopped, and your teary eyes looked up to meet Dayeon’s annoyed ones before flickering down to Wonyoung, who had slid off of her chair onto her knees in embarrassment. You didn’t have to look any further to know that you had caught the attention of those around you. The feeling of eyes on you was too heavy to ignore. You let your body slide down the chair in embarrassment as Dayeon’s hand fell from your face, eyes looking around.

“No one heard that, right?” You mumbled, too ashamed to look around yourself. Your face grew even warmer when you noticed the uneasy looks on both of your friends' faces, the heat making you feel lightheaded and dizzy. So you slumped forward, resting your forehead on the cool wooden table, arms hanging off at your sides.

“Jeez, you really have no filter when you drink.” Dayeon groaned, sitting back in her seat while Wonyoung followed suit, running her fingers through her hair. Deyeon then grabbed a napkin from the center of the table, wiping her hand of any tears, snot, and/or saliva that had gotten on her skin from when she grabbed you. You just mumbled incoherently into the surface of the table, completely missing the two figures that had walked up to the table.

“Uh, excuse me… hi?” Jungwon was the first to speak, Sunoo not too far behind him. His eyes were fixated on you, taken in your drunk form. Even from a mile away, he could recognize your unkempt hair because you refused to put it up before doing anything, claiming that it ‘hurt your scalp.’

“Yes?” Wonyoung and Dayeon both looked up at the two males, eyes looking them up and down. If they didn’t know any better, they would have thought they were going to ask you three to join them. Wonyoung’s eyes then shifted over to the table they had come from, seeing one dude passed out on the table while the other stayed unbothered on his phone, completely uninterested.

“Would you happen to” “Yeah, no thanks,” Wonyoung cut the boy off before he even had a chance to finish his sentence, catching both Jungwon and Sunoo off guard.

“Sorry?” Jungwon blinked a few times. Had they misunderstood him?

“We don’t want to join you, plus she’s drunk out of her mind.” Dayeon deadpanned, jabbing a finger in your direction. You were still in your own little world, telling the table stories that were far from comprehensible.

Jungwon’s eyes then widened in realization, his hands waving around frantically, assuring them that’s not what he wanted, “No, no, we were just wondering if you were Wonyoung and Dayeon? Y/n’s friends?” He asked, his finger hesitantly pointing in your direction.

Your ears stopped ringing just in time to hear your name roll off of Jungwon’s tongue, lifting your head at the familiar voice. A chill went down your spine when you met both of their eyes, suddenly feeling sober. Of course, you just had to run into your brother’s friends, not just any of his friends, though. The two that you have had a raging crush on for the majority of your childhood.

You felt heat rush up your neck as you flung yourself backward, regretting it instantly, “Fuck me in the ass! Of all the people to meet here, it just had to be you two.” White flashed across your vision making you groan, bringing a hand to cover your eyes.

Sunoo then walked over to your embarrassed form, making sure you weren’t going to fall out of your chair. Jungwon’s eyes followed the older of the two, but the feeling of eyes on him made him look back over, meeting Dayeon and Wonyoung’s confused looks.

“Oh! We’re friends of y/n’s brother…” Jungwon laughed nervously, scratching the back of his neck.

“Really? Nice to meet you!” Wonyoung exclaimed while Dayeon bowed in greeting, “We didn’t realize that the two of you were y/n’s friends.”

You whined, mumbling how unlucky you had become, wishing that the ground would just swallow you whole. Sunoo reached over, placing his hand over your forehead, making you jump. His fingers were cold against your burning skin, but despite that fact, it only caused your face to heat up even more, your brain short-circuiting at the contact. Sunoo’s eyes moved from your figure, meeting Wonyoung and Dayeon’s.

“Why is she so drunk?” He asked, removing his hand from your face not missing the way your shoulders relaxed at the loss of contact. He had to fight the urge to roll his eyes; even in your drunken state, you wanted nothing to do with them.

Dayeon leaned forward, resting her head in the palm of her hand propped up on the table. " The guy she was seeing ditched her,” she said.

“Ah, so that’s what all that yelling about a virgin was…” Sunoo mused, and you lifted your head, looking up at him with wide eyes while the two other girls groaned. His eyes flickered down to you, a smirk playing on the corner of his lips.

“Man, Jay would get so pissed if he found out. He’d flip his shit and go after that guy.” Jungwon sighed, causing both Wonyoung and Dayeon to visibly stiffen, “and if he found out y/n got drunk, he’d raise absolute hell.” He sweatdropped, arms crossed over his chest, and Sunoo’s lip twitched in nervousness.

They both knew how overprotective Jay could be, especially over his little sister, and god forbid they did nothing. It would be safe to say that they wouldn’t live to see the light of another day.

During all of the small talk, your head lolled forward, and your face planted into the table once more. Dayeon had to stifle a laugh while Wonyoung was too busy panicking that Jay could find out that they had let you get drunk.

Sunoo pulled your chair out to help you up, but you didn’t budge, dragging your face along the surface of the table. However, before you could flop to the ground, he wrapped his arm around your chest, pulling you back. Jungwon then walked over to help the older male pick your body up off of the chair.

“Come on, y/n. Wake up. We’re going to take you home,” Jungwon grumbled as he tried to pull you to your feet.

Wonyoung rubbed her temples when you started having a hissy fit about going home, but you were quickly silenced when Sunoo mentioned your brother. A pout formed on your lips as you slumped onto Sunoo’s back, loosely wrapping your arms around his neck. The smell of his calonge instantly invaded your senses, making your head spin and your stomach churn.

“I feel like I'm going to be sick…” You mumbled quietly as you buried your face in Sunoo’s neck, which only strengthened the scent, but you couldn’t pull yourself away. Slowly getting high off of his scent, the slight citrusy smell was making your brain spiral.

“I swear to god you throw up on me; I will not hesitate to throw your ass.” Sunoo threatened, but his shoulders went stiff when he felt your nose brush against his neck. He became acutely aware of just how close the two of your bodies were at that moment. Your boobs pressed against his back, his hands wrapped securely under your plush thighs. He bit the inside of his cheek to try and keep a level head, but it was futile as he felt his dick twitch in his jeans.

Jungwon couldn’t help but feel a tinge of jealousy seeing you so close to Sunoo. Though he told himself that it was just because you were drunk, that as soon as you were sober, you would yell at them for barging in on your night out.

Biting back a sigh, he turned towards the two girls who were watching them, “Well, we’ll be going now. I’ll leave a note reminding her to message when she wakes up.” Both of them nodded, waving softly.

They watched as the two men walked out of the bar with you before it finally dawned on them what just happened. Dayeon groaned, throwing her head back while Wonyoung scrambled to find her phone.

“Did we seriously just let two strangers walk out of here with y/n?” Wonyoung panicked as she quickly pulled up her socials, tapping on the search bar. Dayeon tilted her head slightly, looking over at the blonde who was sitting next to her. As calm as she may seem, she was freaking out on the inside because she knew they would both be dead meat if anything happened to you and Jay were to find out.

Not even five minutes later Wonyoung melted into her chair, placing her phone down on the table. “Thank god… they’re really his friends.”

About halfway back to your apartment, Jungwon had offered to take you and as much as Sunoo wanted to say that he was fine. He wasn’t. His will slowly break every time your fingers caress his chest, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Or the way your foot brushes against his crotch. He was starting to go insane.

So he let Jungwon take over, helping move you to the younger’s back. You protested at first but were quick to go silent again when your face fell into Jungwon’s neck. Your whole body tingled when his fingers grazed a little too close to your barely-covered core.

“You okay?” Jungwon asked when Sunoo’s breath hitched in his throat. The reason being that when he backed away from your body after making sure Jungwon had a good hold on you, he could clearly see your lace baby blue panties.

Sunoo quickly cleared his throat before reaching out and pulling your dress down. " Yeah, I’m fine. Let’s go.” With that, the two of them continued to walk down the dimly lit sidewalk. Thankfully, there weren’t very many people out and about, so they weren’t getting suspicious or weird stares.

You had woken up about ten minutes away from your apartment, your head was a bit clearer, but you were still surprised when you found yourself on Jungwon’s back. You nearly flew off of his back in surprise, causing Jungwon to stumble, but thankfully he was able to balance himself.

“Hey! Stop moving around, or I’ll drop you,” Jungwon exclaimed, his grip on your thighs getting tighter. A small squeak left your lips at the sensation, his fingertips grazing the inside of your thigh.

“Put me down! Where do you think you’re taking me?!” you exclaimed, arms flailing around. Even though your head still felt a little dizzy, you were sure that small nap had sobered you up. However, neither Sunoo nor Jungwon were dumb enough to put you down. You’d just run, and with their luck, you’d get hit by a car or something.

At first, the two ignored your whining and continued walking, but when you almost caused the three of you to fall backward down the stairs, Sunoo had enough.

“Y/n.” The tone in his voice sent a shiver down your spine and heat rushing to your core. You stopped struggling in Jungwon’s grip, causing the younger male to let out a sigh of relief. A small pout formed on your plump lips, and Sunoo had to damn near pinch himself to keep from kissing you until they were swollen.

“You guys are bullies,” you whined, shoveling your face into the crook of Jungwon’s neck. His scent, much like Sunoo’s, intoxicated you—so much so that you pressed your nose against the warm skin of his neck, inhaling deeply. “Wonnie, you smell so good.”

The poor boy could have sworn he felt his heart stop and heat rushed up his neck. His grip tightened even more on your legs as the three of you stood outside of your apartment. Sunoo noticed that Jungwon’s face was more flush before seeing you nuzzling into his neck.

“Dammit… isn’t Jay off on a trip somewhere?” Jungwon swallowed thickly, trying to ignore how you leaned more into him. He could smell your strawberry lotion mixed with the alcohol that you had drunk earlier.

“Fuck, yeah. Do you know the code?” Sunoo groaned, his eyes falling back on you. Meeting your eyes as you looked up at him from Jungwon’s neck. He could feel his dick twitch in the confines of his jeans when he saw how lust-blown-out your eyes had become. He wasn’t going to be able to keep his composure at this point. He needed to get you inside and in bed before anything happened.

“Oh uhh, I’m pretty sure it’s eight, two, thre- hey y/n stop that!” He warned when he felt your lips press against the skin right under his ear. His will was only holding on by a strand, and much like Sunoo, he wanted to get you inside before anything happened.

You weren’t even sure what had come over you, but you did know that Jungwon’s scent and his touch left you more drunk than any of the alcohol you had. You could blame the alcohol that was still in your system for your bold moves, but you were sober enough to know what you were doing. Both of your brother’s friends were taking you home, the very home where the three of you would be alone. You’d be a fool to not take advantage of it.

So, as soon as Sunoo managed to open the door and all three of you were inside, you straightened up a little bit. Thinking you were about to try and jump out of his arms, Jungwon opened his mouth to protest but was cut off when you ran your fingers through his hair far enough to get a good grip before pulling his head to the side so you could latch your lips to his neck. It all happened way too fast for Jungwon to stop it.

“Hey! Y/N, stop. We need to get you to bed.” His voice shook, catching Sunoo’s attention. As soon as he saw you, his eyes grew wide.

Jungwon’s face was cherry red, his eyebrows scrunched together due to your lips and the grip you had on his hair. His fingers were digging into your thigh, probably tight enough to leave bruises. He was scared to move, knowing he would fold the instant he tried to.

“Come on, her room is back here.” Sunoo coughed, covering his lower face trying to hide the blush that had taken over his cheeks.

However, before Jungwon could step further into the apartment, your voice cut him off. Your words sent his mind reeling.

“Won’t you fuck me, Wonnie?” Your voice was raspy from attacking his neck like a starved wolf, “I know you want to.” Your heel-clad foot brushed against his growing erection, causing him to hiss.

Hearing your words made Sunoo stop dead in his tracks, turning to face you and Jungwon. Sunoo’s gaze had turned dark, pupils blown wide. It scared Jungwon a bit, but the feeling of your lips on his skin once more and your foot pressing against his hard-on was making it hard to care.

“Won put her down.” Sunoo’s tone left little to no room for discussion, so Jungwon untangled your legs before setting you on your feet. You whined in protest, ready to latch yourself to Jungwon once more, but Sunoo was quicker. In a few quick strides, he was standing in front of your smaller frame, your chin nestled between his thumb and forefinger. His face is close enough to yours that you could feel his warm breath fanning your lips. “Are you really that much of a desperate slut that you’re willing to throw yourself at your brother's friends?”

His words made your breath hitch in your throat, but the name didn’t hurt your feelings. No, if anything, it left you dripping more in your panties. Your eyes searched his darker ones, trying to find the words to say. You wanted to make a lie and just say yes that you were willing to just throw yourself at them because you were so pent up, but in reality, you just wanted them. Both. If it was any of Jay’s other friends you wouldn’t have enough thought about doing what you did to Jungwon.

Not getting a response from you, Sunoo clicked his tongue before pulling your face closer to his. He watched in amusement as your eyes fluttered close as his lips ghosted over yours. You then mumbled something he didn’t quite catch.

“You’re gonna have to speak up, princess.” He grumbled against your lips, causing you to open your eyes. Your pupils were blown out to the point that hardly any of your iris was visible.

Your hand wrapped around his wrist, “If wanting the both of you makes me desperate,” Your eyes flickered over to Jungwon, who was standing no more than two feet away, “Then I am very desperate.”

“Sunoo… we shouldn’t be doing this; none of us are sober.” Jungwon panicked because as much as he wanted to sink his dick so deep into your cunt he knew it was wrong for multiple reasons.

In a matter of minutes, Sunoo had your back pressed against the cushions of the couch, his lips attached to your neck. Biting and sucking before dragging his tongue along the wounded area, the feeling making you squirm.

“I’m completely sober, Won, have-” A squeak cut you off as Sunoo’s hand squeezed your thigh roughly, “I have been since I woke up earlier.” Your head then fell back when Sunoo ground his hips against yours, pressing his hardened erection against your clothed cunt.

Jungwon stood there fidgeting, conflicted about what to do. On one hand, you did say you were sober, but on the other hand, you were his friend's sister. However, when Sunoo pulled away from your neck to look back at him, he could have sworn his soul had left his body.

“You either join us, or you can leave; the choice is yours, Jungwon.” Sunoo’s voice was deep and husky, making your head spin and your pussy clench around nothing.

Jungwon then threw all caution to the wind. When would he get the chance to do this again, especially with the girl he had been crushing on for the past three years? He made quick work of his jacket, pulling it off his body and throwing it somewhere in the room.

Sunoo smirked before facing you once more, “See that princess, Wonnie is gonna join us.” His fingers that had been resting on your thigh trailed up until he brushed against your clothed pussy. A whine fell from your lips, and your hips bucked up into his touch, causing him to chuckle. “God, you’re so cute but so fucking sexy at the same time.” He bit down on the junction of your neck as his fingers pressed against your pussy. “And you’re so fucking wet, you’re soaking your underwear.”

You let out a choked whine, covering your face, but Sunoo was quick to grab your wrists, pinning them next to your head. Tears brimmed your waterline, and Sunoo could have sworn he could cum at the sight alone. His eyes then trailed up to the awkward male who was just standing there.

“Here’s what’s gonna happen, princess; you’re going to suck Won off while I devour this pretty cunt of yours.” He smirked, leaning down to your face, ghosting his lips over yours once more, “You’ll do that for us, won’t you?” You were quick to nod, but Sunoo just hummed, “I want words, princess.”

“Yes, please.” The tears in your eyes built up more due to how pent up you felt, you just wanted them to touch you, do something. Anything. So you shifted your eyes from Sunoo’s to Jungwon’s, who had pulled off his shirt, leaving you a good view of his toned torso. “I wanna suck Wonnie’s cock while you eat me out, please, Sun-” Before you could even finish your sentence, Sunoo had his lips on yours.

The kiss was full of hunger and need, but the force was almost bruising, leaving you breathless when he pulled you to sit up. His hands make quick work of your dress and bra, throwing them off to an unknown location in the living room. Then his lips were back on your, his fingers tangling in your hair, pulling your head back to deepen the kiss. His eyes then looked over at the younger male. It didn’t take a genius for Jungwon to figure out what he was saying, so he quickly shed the rest of his clothes before finding his spot at the end of the couch, right behind you.

Sunoo pulled away from your lips, a string of saliva connecting the two of you until it snapped, and your eyes fluttered open. His hands smoothed down your sides before scooting back a little bit.

“Turn around for me, princess.” His voice was soft, but the look in his eyes made you follow his command as quickly as you could. Turning around onto your hands and knees, facing Jungwon. His eyes were clouded with lust as he took in the sight in front of him; your tits hung underneath you as your ass was pushed up, giving Sunoo the perfect view of your pantie-clad pussy.

Sunoo’s fingers traced up your spine, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake, before pressing down right between your shoulder blades. A small whine fell from your lips as you moved closer to Jungwon. His eyes stayed focused on you as you came face-to-face with his dripping cock. Beads of precum decorating the tip. Situating yourself, you arched your back a little more before taking his hard dick into your small hand.

A groan tore through Jungwon’s throat as you started to rub up and down his shaft. His precum was more than enough lubricant to make your movements easy. Sunoo watched in amusement as Jungwon’s head fell back, one hand gripping the back of the couch while the other covered his mouth. Taking his attention off of the younger boy Sunoo moves his hands down to your hips, hooking his fingers in the waistband of your underwear.

The soft whines that were slipping through Jungwon’s fingers sent shivers throughout your body, your pussy clenching around nothing. It made your head fuzzy, and you wanted to hear more. Leaning forward, you give his tip a few kitten licks, making his body shutter, his hips bucking up in your hold.

“Don’t be so scared to touch her, Won; she obviously wants it. Look how wet she is.” A whine escaped your parted lips when Sunoo’s cool fingers grazed along your slit, gathering your slick before pulling back to show Jungwon. The younger male's eyes went wide at the light reflecting off of Sunoo’s glistening digits.

“Shit…” Jungwon cursed under his breath when you finally took him in your mouth, moving his hands to gather your hair into a makeshift ponytail. His mind went whirling when he made eye contact with you, his breath hitching, seeing the lust in your eyes. When you took him completely in your mouth, he could have sworn he would bust right then and there. However, when you moaned around him, sending vibrations reverberating throughout his entire body, his hips bucked, causing you to gag. God, it was the best feeling he had ever experienced.

Sunoo moved down until he was face-to-face with your cunt, blowing on your glistening hole. You whined against Jungwon once more, causing the boy to groan, tears pricking at the edges of your eyes.

“Fuck, baby, can I fuck your mouth, please?” Jungwon asked, hips bucking once more, making you gag. You looked up at him with a gaze that clearly said yes, but he wanted to hear you say it. So he pulled you off of his dick with an audible ‘pop,’ caressing your cheek softly, “I wanna hear you say it pretty.”

You leaned into his touch, eyes fluttering for a moment before you moved to capture his lips with yours. He was surprised at first but was quick to recuperate the kiss, leaning into you to deepen it before pulling away. You pressed a small kiss against his lips again before moving down to his dick once more, rubbing languidly.

“Please use me however you’d like, Wonnie.” Your voice was raspy but full of lust. You then took him back into your mouth. Jungwon damn near lost his mind when you took him in your mouth all at once.

Sunoo’s hands found their way back to your thighs just as Jungwon started to buck his hips up into your mouth, holding your head in place. He didn’t give you any kind of warning before diving in, mouth latched onto your soaping pussy, making your body twitch as you moaned around Jungwon.

“Fuck!” The younger man moaned out, his movements picking up as you tried your best to focus on your breathing. However, the assault from both ends of your body was enough to leave you breathless.

“Did you forget about me already, princess?” Sunoo chuckled against your cunt, making you moan again, but was quickly choked up by Jungwon’s cock.

Your eyes rolled back when Sunoo sucked harshly on your clit, the pleasure making you go insane. Your grip on Jungwon’s thighs tightened when Sunoo’s tongue prodded at your entrance before he pushed in, letting your juices fill his mouth.

Jungwon wasn’t going to last much longer, and even through your fogged brain, you could tell. So you pressed your tongue against the underside of his cock while using a hand to fondle his balls.

“Holy shit…” He groaned out as his dick twitched in your mouth before painting your throat white. After a few more thrusts, he pulled out of your mouth, allowing you to swallow his load, which only turned the poor boy on even more.

Your head then fell forward when moved to your clit once more. However, Sunoo was growing more and more needy. He needed more, and this wasn't enough. Pulling away, he turned around, where he was lying on his back underneath your dripping cunt. You went to whine in protest, but he harshly tugged on your thighs, making you sit on his face.

“Sun- fuck!” You moaned out when his lips latched onto your clit once more; shocks flared throughout your body as he continued to eat you out like a starved man. You lifted your upper body, hand gripping the back of the couch like a vice to try and keep your balance. You were so close, and Sunoo could tell how your thighs were starting to shake.

Jungwon watched the scene in front of him like it was his favorite porn, his hand pumping his sensitive cock. He just couldn’t seem to get enough of the faces that you were making, and it turned him on so fucking much.

Sunoo’s grip on your hip got tighter, and he pulled you further down onto his face; you tried to resist, scared that you would hurt him. He wasn’t having any of it, using his strength to pull your pussy flush with his face listening to the pretty sounds that fell from your swollen lips.

“I’m- fuck, I’m so close.” You whined as your grip tightened on the couch, hips rutting against his face chasing your high. Sparks dance across your vision when your high comes crashing down, your body trembling in Sunoo’s hold. Small cries fell from your lips as Sunoo continued to lap at your twitching cunt, prolonging your orgasm until he was satisfied. When he pulled away, Jungwon reached out for you and you took his hands without a second thought.

All of the awkwardness had fled from Jungwon’s body at this point; now, he wanted nothing more than to completely ruin you. A smirk pulled on his lips when you perched yourself on his lap, his hands finding your hips. You leaned forward, latching your lips onto his once more; he pulled your hips down enough to have his rock-hard cock slip between your folds. A whine tore through your lips but was swallowed by Jungwon’s mouth.

“Fuck I can’t wait much longer,” Jungwon groaned against your lips before biting down on your bottom lip, “will you ride my cock, pretty?” He asked, moving your hair from your neck so he could place soft kisses along your jugular.

“Please.” You sighed, your hand moving between your bodies, growing impatient. Jungwon chuckled before leaning back to watch as you lifted your hips so you could line his tip with your entrance. The stretch was something you’d never experienced before; he was definitely bigger than any of the other guys you had ever been with before. Jungwon noticed your struggle and rubbed soothing circles on your hips, telling you to take it easy, but you shook your head. No, you were far too desperate to feel him buried in your cunt to wait any longer. So you took a deep breath and tried to relax as much as possible before sinking fully down onto his girth.

“Such a desperate little slut aren’t you?” Sunoo teased you as he moved from the couch to stand behind you. His hands move down to grope your boobs, squeezing hard enough to elicit a whimper from your pretty lips. “Go on, ride him.”

You didn’t have to be told twice, slowly rocking your hips on Jungwon. The younger let out a throaty groan, his grip on your hips tightening. You were clenching around his dick so tight it was driving him insane.

Sunoo leaned down, moving your hair to the side, placing kisses along the skin of your shoulder and up your neck. Your body leaned back into his chest, basking in the feeling of both of their hands on you. The angle you were sitting in only drove Jungwon’s cock so much deeper into you, hitting all the right places.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” The word left Jungwon’s lips like a mantra as he rutted his hips up into yours. “Shit, I’m sorry, y/n.” Before you could even open your mouth to ask what he meant, he planted his feet behind you before stilling your hips above his and thrusting up into your cunt harshly.

“Jun-” Your breath caught in your throat as he continued to thrust up into you without any remorse. Sunoo grabbed your chin softly, tilting your head back to connect his lips with yours in an upside-down kiss. He swallowed all of your pants and moans with a smirk; he ran his hand down to your core, pressing his middle finger to your clit.

Jungwon could feel you tighten around him like a vice when Sunoo wrapped his other hand around your throat. Your eyes then trailed down to meet his, eyes completely blown out in lust. He felt his dick twitch when your eyes rolled back as Sunoo sped up his fingers on your clit, mouth gaping open. You were close, and both of them could tell.

“Go ahead, princess, make a mess all over Wonnies cock.” Sunoo cooed in your ear, his movements not slowing.

Your grip on Jungwon’s forearms tightened, nails digging into his skin, sure to leave marks in the morning. Sunoo’s hand around your neck tightened, making you feel lightheaded as you came all over Jungwon’s lap. Your eyes stayed connected to Jungwon’s as he continued to rut his hips into yours, oversensitivity creeping into your body and making your whines louder.

“Wonnie.” You whined out, back arching, causing him to push even deeper into you. Stars started to dance across your vision as Sunoo released your throat to plant hot and wet kisses along your jugular. His fingers never left your spasming cunt, working in tandem with Jungwon’s thrust.

“I’m almost- fuck, I’m almost there, pretty.” He let out a choked groan when you tightened around him, “Just a little bit longer. Can you do that, baby?” You nodded your head like a broken bobblehead.

Sunoo chuckled as he released your clit from his touch as soon as your body tensed, causing you to whine. He then bit down on the junction of your neck as Jungwon’s hips shuddered because of how tight your pussy was clenching around him.

“Fuck.” Jungwon moaned out, head falling back as his grip tightened and his thrust because sloppy, “I’m cumming, shit, I’m cumming.” He pulled your hips flush against him as he released his load deep into your womb.

“God, that was hot as fuck.” Sunoo groaned as he let you lay against Jungwon, face buried in his neck. He then pulled his shirt over his head, throwing it off somewhere in the room to join yours and Jungwon’s.

“Fuck, you did so good, baby.” Jungwon cooed as he pressed a soft kiss against your temple, hands smoothing over your hips and thighs, squeezing the soft plush.

After stripping, Sunoo walked back over to the two of you, rubbing your shoulders, “Think you can handle another one, princess?” His finger kneading into your sore muscles made you feel light as a moan escaped your lips. “Hmm?”

You removed your face from Jungwon’s neck, leaning back in Sunoo’s hands. “I can, Sun; please fuck me.” Your whiny voice left his dick twitching, wanting nothing more than to bury himself in your cunt beside Jungwon’s, but you weren't ready for that yet. Instead, he sat on the opposite side of the couch, smirking at you while your eyes watched him.

“Come here, princess.” He motioned for you, and you reluctantly lifted yourself off of Jungwon, making the two of you whine out in sensitivity.

Crawling into Sunoo’s lap, you were quick to grab his hard dick, trying to line it up with your entrance. However, Sunoo clicked his tongue, moving your hand away and you looked up at him confused.

“You’re so impatient, but don’t worry…” A squeak left your mouth when he grabbed your thighs, quickly lying you down on your back, hovering over you, “I can’t wait any longer either.”

He threw your legs over his shoulders before pushing into you swiftly. Your jaw fell slack, head falling back as the sudden intrusion. He wasn't much wider than Jungwon, but god, was he longer, his tip kissing your cervix.

“Fuck you’re still so tight.” He groaned, giving you a split second to adjust. You reached up, grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him towards you. He practically folded your body in half as he kissed you deeply, rutting his hips slowly until you gave him the green light.

As soon as you gave him the green light, he started to piston his hips into yours. Broken moans of his name fell from your tongue, tears spilling from your eyes. Every time he would hit your cervix, you swore you saw colors dancing in your vision.

“Fu- fuck Sunoo!” You cried out, nails digging into his shoulders at overwhelming pleasure.

“Holy shit, I can’t believe I waited this long to fuck you.” Sunoo groaned, burying his face in your chest, nipping at the skin around your collarbones. Your brain was far too fogged to comprehend what he had just said; the only thought in your fucked out brain was how good it felt to finally have him buried in your cunt.

Sunoo wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol that lingered in his system or if it was because he was so hard for so long, but he was already close to cumming. However, he wasn't about to cum before you; no, he needed to feel you cum around him. Pulling back, he grabbed your legs right behind your knees, thrusting faster into your abused pussy.

“Come on, baby, cum around my cock.” He cooed, biting back a groan when he saw Jungwon’s head thrown back as he rubbed his cock with sloppy and fast movements. Chuckling, he dropped one of your legs to grab your chin, forcing you to look back at the younger male, “Look how hard you got him, princess; he’s gonna cum again just by watching me fuck you.”

Your eyes met Jungwon’s, his hooded gaze making your body tingle and pussy clench. Sunoo watched with dark eyes, keeping his orgasm at bay until he got you to cum once more. Letting go of your face, he trailed his hand down your body to your heat, pressing sharply on your swollen clit.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” You chanted, eyes squeezing shut as your whole body started to shake. Your impending orgasm creeps up even faster, “Sunoo! I’m gonna cum.” You whined, back arching off of the couch. Sunoo hissed as you squeezed tightly around his cock before your walls started to flutter around him, silent screams falling from your lips.

“Shit, that was hot,” He groaned, moving his hand from your bundle of nerves. Grabbing your leg once more, thrusting into you in deep, hard movements. His eyes studied your fucked out expression wanting nothing more than to burn it into his brain, unsure if he’d get to see it again.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum again,” Jungwon whined, his thumb pressing against his tip. Sunoo’s eyes flickered up to him, a smirk adorning his lips.

“Then cum Won, cum all over our needy slut.” His words made your mind reel, unfocused eyes meeting Jungwon’s as your head fell back. Your heated gaze was enough to push him over the edge, cumming all over your chest and abdomen with a string of curses leaving his lips.

Sunoo’s hips shuddered, his high right on the tip of his tongue. Looking down, his eyes caught sight of the white ring that wrapped around the base of his cock. The sight flipped something in him, his pacing picking up once more, making you cry out in sensitivity.

“I’m gonna cum,” Sunoo groaned when you squeezed around him again, “gonna cum in this needy little pussy of yours, fill you up so full.” He growled, pushing his cock deep into your cunt, “so full you’ll be dripping for days.”

You gathered some of Jungwon’s cum onto your thumb before placing the digit in your mouth, eyes locked with Sunoo’s. The sight caused both of the males to groan, Sunoo’s hip shuddering.

“Then do it.” Your voice was hoarse as you pulled your thumb from your mouth with a ‘pop’.

That’s all it took for Sunoo to bust, groaning as he painted your gummy walls white. His hips fucking his and Jungwon’s cum into you until slowing to a stop. He let your legs down gently before pressing soft kisses to your face, letting your racing heart calm.

The three of you sat in comfortable silence, catching your breaths before Jungwon spoke up.

“Jay is going to kill us.” He panicked a little, causing both you and Sunoo to burst out laughing. Jungwon looked at the two of you with wide eyes before slowly melting and joining in.

You ran your fingers through Sunoo’s hair as his face was buried in the crook of your neck, your body sticky with sweat and cum. Suddenly acutely aware of this fact, you cringed, “We need to shower.”

The two males burst out laughing again before agreeing and helping you to the bathroom so you could shower. Maybe get another round or two in before the three of you piled into your queen bed, passing out.

“What the fuck?!” The sound of your brother’s shouts woke you dead out of your sleep, sitting up in bed quickly. Sunoo was right behind you, shaking his head out while Jungwon remained lying down, awake.

“Was that Jay?” You asked, looking over at Sunoo with wide eyes.

Sunoo opened his mouth to say that you had probably just heard things and that your brother wasn’t supposed to be back until that night. However, the sound of heavy footsteps shut him right up.

Jungwon shot up in the bed, eyes meeting yours and Sunoo’s panicked ones.

“We forgot to clean up the living room,” Jungwon whined, rubbing his face and flopping back down on the bed, accepting his fate.

Oh, you guys were definitely screwed.

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strawbrrycuteblog · 2 months

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Enha nsfw links pt.4!

Sunghoon

Hoon letting you slowly fuck him on the dorm couch while no one’s home.

How he would fuck you knowing his hyungs are still at the dorm.

Him ramming his cock into you from behind in the kitchen.

Heeseung

Doing soft and quiet sex with hee.

Recording a fuck sesh with him in doggy.

How you would ride him in his gaming chair, in the dorms and his room.

Jake

A photo he would take of you while you sucked on his pretty veiny hands.

Begging Jake to come inside of you while music plays and you tug on his silky hair.

Soft morning sex with him, and your attempts to feel him everywhere in you.

Sunoo

How he would fuck you with a school girl outfit on.

Sunoo going behind while you’ve pretty straps on your thighs and hips, along with a bow.

Gentle sex with him.

Jungwon

Him sending you this.

Doing this to wonie after a rough sesh.

Letting him use your tits to get off after a rough day of being the leader.

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haknom · 4 months

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STRING OF FATE — KIM SUNOO

SYNOPSIS: losing against your rival due to your string breaking during your performance was already embarrassing enough, however, crying in front of them made it even worse.

PAIRING: violinist-rival!sunoo x violinist-gn!reader

WARNINGS: angst, comfort, crying, sunoo is kind of an asshole at the start, mentions of being embarrassed and feeling humiliated.

WORDCOUNT: 1403 words

NOTE: all for sona tbh!!!!!! 😜 ty my taco twin @soov for proofreading 😊

THE IRKSOME SOUND OF YOUR A-STRING SNAPPING PIERCED THROUGH YOUR EARS.

To you, it was unpleasant—vastly unpleasant. However, for Sunoo, that was not the case. He sat at the sidelines of the stage with other violinists, watching you with an amused yet sly smirk.

You couldn’t continue your performance like this, nothing would sound good. Still, you gracefully grazed your bow against the violin’s three perfect strings and its flimsy one.

Every stroke made you, the judges, and the audience cringe. The screeching sounds weren’t something people would offer to hear on their own will.

Once you were done, you brought your violin and your bow down in front of you, bowing in appreciation.

Usually, you would be grateful that they enjoyed your performance. But today you were grateful they were able to sit through the whole thing. If that were you, you wouldn’t dare to stay any longer.

You took your seat, joining the group of violinists, taking note of Sunoo’s smirk in the distance. You would’ve said something that would wipe that smirk right off his face, but you couldn’t. You couldn’t dare to do so.

One word and the river of tears would escape.

You tuned out the next few performances, fighting back the urge to sob on the spot. Although it was hard, you still managed to stay put. You couldn’t embarrass yourself even further, that would only fuel Sunoo’s amusement.

The practice room was quiet and empty. The lights were dimmed and the blinds were closed. You sat in front of your assigned music stand with a pack of A-strings at your feet and your violin on your lap.

Frustration made its way through your system as you fiddled with the strings. All you had to do was switch out the A-string for another one. Normally, you were good at that, but your vision keeps blurring, making everything harder to function with.

The embarrassment from your performance still stayed with you, but somehow felt worse. You were sad and felt humiliated, especially in front of Sunoo.

The doors opened and footsteps approached you, but you were unaware.

The sound of a violin playing filled your ears, the song sounding oh so familiar. Why? Maybe it's because that was your performance song.

You looked up, making eye contact with the culprit, Kim Sunoo. No one was shocked. Of course, it was him. This wasn’t the first time he’d done something like this.

“What do you need?” You asked, looking away and back at the stripped of strings violin. He crossed his arms while eyeing your movements. You were most definitely struggling.

“I see you’re having some difficulty. I’m sure if your string didn’t snap on stage, you would be beaming. Correct?” Sunoo asked in a teasing tone while you stayed silent.

“That must feel terrible—for you, I mean. Not for me. Best believe I got a 100 on my performance.” He boasted, eyes practically gleaming with satisfaction.

As much as you didn’t want to listen to his words, you had no choice. He wasn’t wrong about anything he said. You were always beaming when you heard your results because they were never bad.

You practiced for so long, fingers even developing small blisters on them everyday. Was all your hard work just a waste of your time? It helped Sunoo win easily, so, was playing violin really your thing or his?

“You should’ve seen the look on your face—utter fear.” He said, chuckling at the replay in his mind.

You began to blink fervently, cursing at the tears that threatened to fall. You couldn’t seem so vulnerable in front of Sunoo, your rival. He wouldn’t let that go forever.

“So,” Sunoo began while heading your way. The closer he got, the harder it was to blink away the tears, one eventually falling down your cheek.

Wonderful. You failed.

You looked away at the sound of his body colliding with the chair across from you. He took the music sheets in front of you, reading them over.

“An A note, yet you played a D note… Surely, this must’ve been out of panic.” He said with a sigh. It was an irritating noise, you hated it.

His gaze shifted to your flimsy movements as you tried adjusting the strings of the violin, letting out a soft chuckle.

“Aren’t you usually good at this?” He asked, pointing at the way your fingers constantly slipped away from each other.

You hated how he was practically able to read right through you; he was aware of how you felt after satisfying results, how good you were at switching out your violin strings, what exact note you messed up at and what notes you switched out of panic.

What else did he know? Your tears were streaming down your face?

Your hands faltered, your shoulders subtly shaking. He watched your movements, confused. You weren’t bickering with him as usual nor were you sending him petty glares.

“Alright, what’s wrong—” His words were silenced by the sudden sob that made its way out of your lips, causing his eyes to widen at the noise as they kept coming.

He placed the music sheets in his lap, unsure of what to do. Truly, he felt terrible. Although he couldn’t see your face, he knew it wasn’t the best sight.

Your hand raised to wipe away at the stream of tears, ruining whatever the stylist had done prior to your performance.

He sat there frozen. He didn’t move an inch, thinking that would make it worse if he did.

“This is embarrassing.” You mumbled, sucking up your sadness and going back to your violin. You tried your best to put back the performance, failing every time.

Once again, you began to cry. You were frustrated at the strings, embarrassed at your performance and that you were crying in front of your worst nightmare, but you couldn’t fight your tears any more.

“Hey,” Sunoo called, gaining your attention. He hesitated on his next move. What if that only made you cry even more?

“I’m sure my words made you feel terrible…” He began, crouching down before you and his hand slowly making its way to your face.

“I apologize.” He said while gently thumbing at your tears. It was weird.

Sunoo should’ve found this amusing, but he didn’t. He felt terrible and his heart ached at the sight before him.

If this took place during the first day you both met, he wouldn’t care enough to bat you and your sobbing figure in the eye. Not even a glance.

He wouldn’t care. So, why did he care right now? It’s only been 7 months since you two first met, and everyday, the tempo in his heart raised when he puts his eyes on you.

“I’ll be honest, your performance wasn’t bad at all. It sounded pleasant at the beginning. Once your string broke, I wouldn’t lie about me being quite worried.” He explained, his other hand now on your cheek and thumbing away at the tears.

“Although it sounded nothing like the song, you still managed to persevere and perform something, right? It was very impressive.” He said as your eyes looked into his whole being filled with tears.

That explained the sly yet amused smirk.

“Certainly, if that were me on the stage, I’d choke. You did better than me, I’m being serious.” A slight smile made its way to his face as he spoke.

“Now, stop crying. Put the performance behind and proceed as if it never happened. You’ll get another try, okay?” He reassured you, thumbing away at the last tear.

Even if he was supposed to hate you right now and you were supposed to hate him, you both couldn’t. You never saw this side of him and you would be lying if you said it didn’t make your heart skip a beat. Plus, he couldn’t do it either.

Is this what his friends meant when they said he was definitely in love? He constantly used the excuse of bickering with you just to talk to you. He loved the facial expressions you made mid argument, they truly fueled his will to live.

“Here, I’ll help you.” He got up from his seat, moving to the chair beside you. He took your violin from your lap, placing it in his as you watched him attentively.

“Thank you,” you thanked as he smiled.

“You’re welcome.”

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wontune · 1 month

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coqiito · 9 days

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ᅟᅟᅟᅟัᓯྀIt's⠀ like ⠀a⠀ polaroid ⠀love⠀࣭⠀͡꒱⠀⠀

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⠀ ⠀ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ꫶꫶ 🪐 ֶ ৎ

── 𓆩 ☆ 𓆪 you are the biggest star in the sky . . .

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wonysugar · 8 months

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sleepy | kim sunoo

synopsis : your cute boyfriend wakes up a sunday morning, still drowsy and not having fully processed that you left the city for a few days. he misses you a lot already and is right off the bat feeling all needy and sad now that you’re not next to him.<3

pairing : nonidol!sunoo x gf!femreader

genre : soft, cozy smut, fluffy domestic smut, oneshot

tags : heavily implied y/n, implied dom!femreader, pillow humping, while thinking about you<3, horny and needy sunoo, very heavily implied dom/sub relationship, sub!sunoo, some nipple play towards the end but it’s like two lines, hmm long distance, he misses you :(

warning : nothing :) this is one of my more cozy and soft works so have a blast!

word count : 912(?)

a/n : this has been in my drafts for so longg,,, just now decided to actually finish writing it so sawryy (still working on the hot rough lesbian phone sex with aeri + stripper whore sunoo guys stay tuned!!)

sleepy.

sleepiness was what sunoo felt right now, sleepiness was a feeling that he’d feel with you, as you two both woke up. usually, he’d open his eyes up to you, facing him as you’re deep in sleep, your mouth probably slightly open since you snore a lot in your sleep. despite how funny it may look to you, he’d find it a peaceful, and pretty visage, a painting that he would admire every inch and centimeter of. he was so infatuated with you, and he couldn’t get enough of showcasing that infatuation.

he couldn’t do any of that that day, though, as you weren’t next to him that morning. you organized a trip with your friends a few months back, and your flight turned out to be yesterday, so you weren’t even in the country. god, he knew he would miss you, but already? on the first day? the first hour??

he looked at the empty space in front of him, and he swore he could feel an empty space in his heart too, at that moment, a space almost as big as the one in the bed.

oh how he so desperately wanted to feel your skin against his, your fingers running along those curves of his that he knew you absolutely adored, your lips that he found so sweet, even with morning breath, kissing him everywhere on his face. his cheeks, his jaw, his neck, gradually going lower, down to the rest of his body. you getting on top as he’s squirming under you, letting out small giggles as you gently fall on him, cuddling him and teasing him about his hard-on, gently palming it as he whines.

before he knew it, reminiscing about your guys’ morning routine and everything that came with it made him get an actual boner. man, he really was missing you, a lot.

it didn’t take long before he sighed, grabbing one of the pillows next to him, bummed out and upset at the void he felt that was growing as each second passed by.

it’s not like he could even call you, it was about 8 'o'clock in the morning, he knew for a fact that you were still sound asleep. he’d have to take matters into his own hands and take care of himself for today, and probably for the next 2 days or so.

he hadn’t even realized that he started slowly grinding on the pillow he was holding between his legs before he felt the friction on his precum filled tip, his throbbing boner poking through the black boxers he wore to sleep yesterday. he was thinking about you, and how you’d take his cock in your mouth so well right now, telling him to stop covering his mouth so much because you “want to hear how good he’s feeling”, massaging his curvy thighs and ass as you take him whole.

he thought about how you sometimes call him your “pretty boy” as you’re fucking him slowly and gently in the ass, his back arched so well for you, because he know how much you like it when he does that. how he’d beg for you to go faster, and how he’d call you mommy at the end of every sentence he drowsily spoke, moaning out shamelessly as he feels you thrusting inside his walls. man, if the dildo you liked using on him wasn’t in another room, he would’ve grabbed it already.

he would have to settle, though. he quickly flipped the pillow he was humping and twisted it into a way that would make a hole, then took off his stained boxers, throwing them somewhere on the ground, he’d worry about it later. he immediately penetrated into it, his pretty dick twitching at the sensation of the fabric of the pillow, the softness of it reminding him of your own hands, imagining you jerking him off in front of the mirror as he sits on your lap, whilst you tell him to look at how slutty he was being for you.

it was embarrassing to him how quick you made him closer to climax, even while not being physically there with him, you drove him crazy, just the thought of you made him throb. he was whining, stopping himself from covering his mouth because he’s aware that you’d like hearing the noises that are coming out of him. feeling closer to cumming, he started thrusting faster, hearing your pretty voice in his imagination, telling him to be a good boy and to cum for you. he quickly pulled up his baggy black t-shirt and slid a hand under it, massaging his nipples and twisting them gently like you would, his moans getting louder as the minutes go by, his thrusts getting quicker and shorter.

that was the last thing he could do before he felt like finishing. soon enough, white and thick ropes spurt out of his dick as he accidentally moaned out your name one last time, he was cumming all over the white pillow with only, and exclusively, his girlfriend in mind. still thrusting into the hole, for good measure, he decides to

after minutes of heavy breathing and coming back to reality after orgasming, he actually felt a tad bit better about your absence. maybe it was just the post-nut clarity hitting, but it could also just be the realization that you’re gonna wake up soon, so he was gonna be able to talk to you. plus, he just made a whole mess like all over the pillow thinking about you, of course he would be satisfied.

so satisfied that he was planning on telling you all about it on the phone later.

#smut #female reader #enhypen smut #sunoo smut #sub sunoo #kim sunoo #sunoo enha #enha #enha smut #enha sunoo #enhypen sunoo #enhypen sunoo smut #sunoo enhypen #bottom sunoo #sunoo x female reader

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yournameloveskpop · 3 months

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Baby Boy

Paring: Sunoo x Reader

Warning: a lot of teasing, oral, dom! Reader, Sub! Sunoo, dirty talking, pet names. A lot of babying,

Style: Smut, NSFW, Romance, Fluff

word count: 1,683

Sunoo and Y/N were curled up in her apartment, a soft sanctuary away from the buzzing world outside. He was sprawled out, his head resting in her lap, a sense of serenity enveloping him as she stroked his hair. They were watching a movie, but the comfort of each other's presence was the true highlight of their evening. Amidst their relaxed chatter, Sunoo shared tidbits about his hectic idol schedule, his voice laced with a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction.

As the movie played, a particularly spicy and intimate scene unfolded on the screen. Sunoo's eyes widened, his cheeks flushing with a mix of surprise and intrigue. The scene, showcasing a dynamic of control and submission, stirred something within him. He couldn't help but imagine himself in a similar scenario, with Y/N in the commanding role, guiding and controlling him.

Y/N, quick to notice the shift in his demeanor, quirked an eyebrow and leaned down, her face close to his. A small smirk played on her lips as she sensed the thoughts swirling in Sunoo's head. "Does this scene give you ideas?" she whispered teasingly, her hand drifting to a more sensitive area, her touch light yet suggestive.

This elicited a soft whimper from Sunoo, his body responding instinctively to her touch. He felt a wave of neediness wash over him, making him restless yet hesitant. "Y/N..." he breathed out, his voice a soft plea.

Y/N chuckled lightly, the sound melodic and teasing. "You have to use your voice, Sunoo. Tell me what you want," she encouraged, her movements slow and deliberate, heightening his anticipation. His response was a gentle beg, a vulnerable display of his desire.

Her laughter filled the room again, but there was a tenderness in her eyes as she gazed down at him. "Look at how needy you've become over just a movie scene," she cooed, her tone playful yet affectionate. "Do you imagine us in that situation?" Her question, though light, carried an undercurrent of curiosity.

Sunoo looked up at her, his eyes conveying a mix of yearning and emotion. Slowly, he leaned in, bridging the small distance between them, and captured her lips in a kiss that was as needy as it was tender. Y/N's lips met Sunoo's in a passionate kiss, igniting a fire between them. She smoothly transitioned to straddle his hips, her movements eliciting a soft whimper from him. Feeling his reaction, she couldn't help but smile against his lips.

"Do you like this?" Y/N teased, her voice a sultry whisper as she pulled back slightly to gaze into his eyes.

Sunoo, his breathing heavy, nodded eagerly. "Yes, I love it," he gasped, his hands reaching for her. But she was quick to catch his wrists, pinning them above his head.

"No touching," she reminded him firmly yet playfully. "Just relax and let me take care of you."

Y/N then began a trail of kisses down his neck, each one leaving a soft, lingering mark on his skin. Her hands skillfully lifted his t-shirt, peeling it away to expose more of him to her exploring lips.

As she reached the waistband of his joggers, Y/N paused, her eyes locking with his. "Do you want to keep going?" she asked, her tone laced with both concern and desire.

Sunoo's answer was immediate and breathless. "Yes, please, Y/N."

Acknowledging his consent, she slowly pulled down his joggers, her mouth then working its magic on his most sensitive areas. Her soft hums vibrated against him, causing his hips to jolt upward involuntarily, his hands gripping the couch in an attempt to restrain himself.

"You're being such a good boy, Sunoo," Y/N praised, her voice low and encouraging. "So patient, so obedient."

Sunoo struggled to maintain his control, a testament to his desire to please her. "For you, Y/N... I'd do anything," he managed to say, his voice thick with restraint.

Y/N smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she sensed him nearing the edge. But suddenly, she pulled away, leaving him on the brink. "Not yet," she said, her smirk sly and teasing. "I want you to wait until I say so."

Caught in the intensity of Y/N's command, Sunoo nodded, his desire evident in his eyes as he observed her removing her clothes. She gracefully positioned herself on the couch and gestured for him to kneel between her legs.

"Now, Sunoo, show me how well you can please me," she instructed with a seductive tone, her eyes locked onto his.

Eager to obey, Sunoo knelt down, his lips finding her thighs. He kissed her skin tenderly, relishing the softness under his lips. He moved slowly, deliberately, savoring each moment.

As he shifted to gain better access, his lips and tongue skillfully explored her, finding the spots he knew she loved. Y/N let out a contented sigh, her fingers entwining in his hair, guiding him closer.

"You're doing so well," she whispered, her voice laden with pleasure. "Keep going, Sunoo. You're so good for me."

Encouraged by her words, Sunoo increased his pace, his movements becoming more intentional. A wave of pleasure seemed to radiate through her as she moaned, her body responding to his every touch.

"Yes, just like that," she urged, her hands gripping his hair, signaling her nearing climax.

As Y/N reached her peak, she let out a string of curses, her legs trembling. Sunoo, attentive to her cues, continued, drawing out her pleasure as she had instructed.

Finally, as she began to relax, Sunoo pulled back, his lips glistening. Y/N, still catching her breath, pulled him up for a deep, passionate kiss.

"Now, it's time for your reward," she said, a mix of satisfaction and anticipation in her voice.

Y/N's gaze was intense as she guided Sunoo to sit down on the couch. With a fluid, graceful motion, she straddled his lap, her eyes never leaving his. There was a deliberate slowness to her movements as she positioned herself, creating an air of anticipation that was almost palpable.

"Ready for me, Sunoo?" she asked, her voice a seductive murmur.

Sunoo, his heart racing, could only nod, his eyes locked with hers. "Always ready for you, Y/N," he replied, his voice slightly breathless.

As Y/N began to move, a rhythm developed between them, a dance of desire and control. She placed her hand on his shoulder, using it for balance as she increased her pace. Despite the intensity, Sunoo kept his hands to himself, respecting the boundaries they had set earlier.

Y/N leaned in, her lips tracing the line of his neck, then moving up to meet his lips. "You taste like me," she whispered against his mouth, a hint of pride in her voice.

"I want to taste you forever," Sunoo responded, his voice laden with emotion.

Y/N smiled at his words, her movements becoming more urgent. "Tell me what you want, Sunoo," she urged, her breath hot against his ear.

"Y/N, please, go faster," he begged, the desire in his voice unmistakable.

"Do you want it harder, faster? Is that what you need from me?" she teased, her voice a sultry echo in the charged air.

"Yes, yes, exactly that," Sunoo confirmed eagerly, his restraint beginning to waver.

"And do you want to touch me now? I know you've been holding back," Y/N asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"More than anything," Sunoo breathed out, his voice thick with longing. "Please, I need to feel you."

Y/N nodded, granting him permission. "Touch me, Sunoo, but remember, not until I say so."

Sunoo's hands immediately found her waist, the other gently exploring her chest. He leaned in, his lips leaving a trail of kisses along her neck, marking her as his own.

"You're doing so well for me," Y/N praised, her voice a mix of encouragement and passion. "Keep going, just like that."

Their rhythm intensified, the room filling with the sounds of their mutual pleasure. Sunoo was completely enraptured, lost in the sensations and the words of praise Y/N lavished upon him.

"I can't hold back much longer, Y/N," Sunoo whimpered, his voice strained with need.

"Just a little longer, Sunoo," Y/N encouraged, her own breaths becoming more labored. "We're close, so close together."

Finally, she gave the signal, and Sunoo let go, his release overwhelming him. His body shook against hers, a physical manifestation of his intense pleasure. The sight and feeling of him coming undone pushed Y/N over the edge too. They both paused, lost in the moment, their names escaping their lips in a symphony of satisfaction.

As the intensity of their climax waned, Y/N slowed her movements, riding out the last waves of pleasure. Eventually, she came to a stop, collapsing onto Sunoo's chest. He wrapped his arms around her, their embrace a testament to the deep connection they shared.

After a few moments of silent understanding, Sunoo gently lifted Y/N in his arms, a quiet strength in his movements. He carried her to the bathroom, where they helped each other clean up, their actions tender and caring. The warm water of the shower washed over them, symbolizing not just a physical cleansing but also a renewal of their intimate bond.

Dressed in comfortable clothes, they returned to the living room, their steps light, their hearts full. Sunoo pulled Y/N into his embrace once more, his actions speaking louder than words.

"You took such good care of me," Y/N murmured, her head resting against his chest.

"It's my turn to take care of you now," Sunoo replied, his voice soft but firm.

As they settled into the couch, wrapped in each other's arms, the events of the night replayed in their minds. It was a night of passion and exploration, a night where boundaries were tested and trust was deepened. In each other's embrace, they found not just physical pleasure but an emotional connection that promised to grow stronger with each passing day.

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