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velvetyh · 2 years

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day 21 - eric - video games

word count: 4.8k [⚠️]: blowjob, giving head under the desk, dirty talk, praising, facial, implied fem!reader, the reader is a huge tease and likes control, bad smut a/n: i am mentally prepared to get told that i don't know what I'm talking about, because i actually have no idea how to give a bj and I'm actually terrified of it lol. I know the fic is probably super bad, but i don't really see how i could make it better and i don't have the time nor the motivation to rewrite it so enjoy ig... 🤷‍♀️

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Laying on your bed, phone in hand opened on a shopping app, you sighed as the faint, satisfying clicking of the buttons of a controller served as background noise. Your boyfriend was sprawled on his gaming chair, elbows resting on the armchairs as he was focused on his screen. His raspy voice mumbled tactics signals to his friends, humming or groaning depending on whether he was winning or losing.

Eric looked so fine clad in comfortable indoor clothes, a black beanie covering his head with a set of gaming headphones on top of them, lips only millimetres away from the small mic. As a mark of concentration, his bottom lip was sometimes sucked in between his teeth, brows slightly furrowed as his fingers rapidly moved on the controller, the clicking intensifying, the nervosity of the gesture making you look up.

His hands were becoming veinier and more tensed as he was clutching on his controller due to a tough situation his character was in, a sight for you to drool on. You knew it sounded really selfish, but they were your weakness, always shivering at how good they felt when they touched whatever part of your body, caressing your cheek or choking you. You couldn’t control it, pairing them up with his bulky arms and his glasses, it was the perfect combo to end you.

Annoyance painted Eric’s bare face in a pinkish colour as his team wasn’t any near the top 10 as he started commanding his teammates through his mic. From your point of view, it looked extremely hot; you were always turned on when your boyfriend was getting mad, whether it was against you or a video game, the frown on his face and his eyes shooting angry bolts of lighting had you squeezing and rubbing your thighs together, just like you were currently doing on his bed.

To be able to focus more, Eric removed his glasses and threw them on his desk, the frame bothering him. His fingers went back on the controller even before the specs landed on the hard wooden surface. You refrained a strangled squeal when he was grunting and yelling at his friends, his Adam apple going up and down nervously as his eyes focused on the screen. Your body and mind were getting clouded by lust, needing to resist the urge to touch yourself right here on his bed, right behind him.

“Sunwoo-Hyung! Jeez, on your left!” Eric shouted and you managed to hear Sunwoo’s groan in his headset, making you smile at how serious they were taking this video game.

His sudden rise of voice had you placing your phone next to you, crawling to the far edge of the bed to get a closer look at the screen. He briefly looked to the side as you stood up, approaching the back of his chair before looking at the screen again. His tensed jawline was prominent, and, as tempting as it looked, you had to resist the urge to touch it, not wanting to disturb him and make him lose even more. You knew he was someone that could easily lose focus, so you didn’t move, not wanting to be the cause of the frown on his forehead to dig deeper.

The round was becoming so intense that you were also getting fidgety, the clicking of Eric’s fingers on the keys intensifying, harmonizing with your pounding heartbeat. The urge to whisper tactics to your boyfriend was very tempting, but you remained silent, not wanting him to shoo you away to concentrate.

“Good job!” you mumbled through gritted teeth as he actually shot someone in a tight spot, earning his team a good number of points and new weapons. Eric slightly rose his fist in the air and looked at you, his teeth biting his bottom lip as he cockily grinned. You offered him a gentle smile before pecking the top of his head, earning a smile from him.

“Let’s go, guys, we’re almost there,” he said as you both looked at the screen again, Eric further discussing with his friends for the rest of the game.

Sighing, you shifted and leaned your hip against his desk as you needed to shift positions, discreetly stealing his glasses. They were blue light blocking ones that you had gifted him last Christmas after he had complained to you many times that his eyes hurt after spending days on end in front of his computer, either playing video games or working on his college assignments. Since then, they never left him when he was at home, always perched on his nose, even if he wasn’t using any device.

“I just think I look good in them,” he had muttered in your ear once as he walked into the kitchen where you were making brownies, smiling as you giggled at his choice of accessories. It kind of worked with the outfit he had chosen for the day, but it was something that you didn’t imagine him using as a fashion element. Seeing that you were getting back to baking, his smile had quickly turned into a whine and his arms had wrapped around your waist, trying to distract you from focusing your attention on something else than him. After a few attempts and persistence, he managed to get you to the couch and make you ride his thigh.

Eric anxiously hissing in his mic had your wandering mind coming back to reality, your heart running miles per hour at your memory and the sight of his in-game life going dangerously low. You smirked as you seized his glasses, quickly putting them on.

Deciding that it was the perfect opportunity to fulfil the small flower of lust that was gradually blooming within you, you dropped to your knees the following second and crawled under the desk with an idea in mind. Your boyfriend did not notice any of your actions, his knee bouncing under the desk and his legs were spread wide apart. It was his favourite position to play in, and you were glad; it was as if his subconscious approved the dirty idea that you had in mind.

Eric nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt a hand on his knee, thinking that you were still beside him, his leg immediately stopped bouncing as you gripped it on top of the fabric of his sweatpants. With a frown, Eric briefly stopped his game and looked under the table, a smirk appearing on his face. The way you were looking at him from above the frame of his specs had his heart skip a beat and blood rush to his dick.

Resting his controller on his crotch in order to shield his growing boner from your curious eyes, he gave you the perfect view of his hands and dexterous fingers rapidly playing with the buttons and joysticks. You bit back a moan as you couldn’t take your eyes off them, wishing that he was toying with your nipples instead of the controller. He had played with them many times before, and you always got a vivid physical memory each time you stared at his hands.

You kept caressing his knee, slowly aiming for his upper leg, fingers teasing him as you went higher at each caress, getting to feel his muscular inner thighs. Eric was getting fidgety and his breath was quickening, a good sign that your plan was working.

Eric couldn’t deny it, his aim and his clicking were less precise, missing a headshot by just a millisecond. Your hands were so unpredictable and curious that it was getting hard for him to focus, mind too cloudy with dirty fantasies (that were most likely bound to happen if you kept your ministrations going) to even hear what his teammates had to say to him.

“Fuck,” Eric muttered under his breath. Thank god he didn’t moan your name along with the curse, it easily passed as frustration to have missed a shot in-game, not an upcoming dirty favour happening in between his legs.

You gently gripped his knees and applied pressure to make the chair roll slightly backwards, making yourself comfortable with your head on his lap, lovingly looking up at him. Eric was focused on the game, his team was now in a great place but still in danger, so the tension remained the same.

“Y/N, we’re near top 5 baby, I’m almost done,” Eric mumbled after lifting his mic up in one -hot- swift motion, eyes remaining glued to the screen and following his character’s movements.

“I know how it is,” you retorted, mouth turning into a pout. “You always say that you’re almost done but then I wait for hours on end,” he looked at you for a brief instant, a soft smile growing on his lips at how in love you looked while staring up at him with a pouty look on your face.

“I promise once I’m done with that I’m all yours,” he whispered, caressing your cheek with a distracted hand, retracting it almost immediately as he had to move along with his team. “I promise I’ll fuck you nicely once I’m done,” he smirked with a wink directed to you before readjusting his headset, as well as his mic to communicate with his friends.

Despite your heart pounding in your ribcage, his words didn’t convince you at all. Eric pressed his index on his mouth, signalling you to keep quiet, scared that his friends could hear you. You knew they were great at persuading and influencing him to play another round, then another, and another, till the sun rose again, leaving you cuddle-deprived, needy, and dry. You weren’t going to let that pass. You were horny for your boyfriend, at this exact moment, and not even his promise was going to make you change your mind.

Eric’s eyes briefly shifted down as you caressed his thighs up and down, each time going closer, his eyes almost fluttering close, but the voices in his headphones reminded him that he had to resume playing and actively talk. He was in a tough situation; he didn’t want to let his friends, or his partner down. He was stuck, he did not know what to do.

You cockily smirked when Eric’s eyes waved at your touch, your fingers enclosing the hem of his sweatpants, your boyfriend swiftly lifting his thighs for you to pull his pants down, making them pool at his feet before helping him to kick them off.

It went unnoticed by you, but Eric slowly lifted his hoodie, letting the waistband of his boxers be the first thing you would look back at him. The shadow his boner created in his underwear vanished in the darkness of his hoodie and t-shirt underneath, making you lightly gasp as you went to caress his crotch, surprised to feel the growing tent in his boxers.

“So pretty,” you whispered to yourself as you kept rubbing his lengthy cock on top of the fabric, looking up through your lashes to check his reaction.

What a fucking sight.

Eric’s bottom lip was sucked between his teeth, eyes growing with lust as he struggled to keep them open, watching them flicker in utter desire. His hands were clutching the controller, quivering fingers pressing different buttons, his confidence slowly evaporating under your touch. The veins on his forearms were becoming more prominent each second passing by, resisting the urge to feel them under your fingertips. His jaws were clenched in anticipation, apprehending every single one of your moves.

“Relax, baby,” you mumbled as his knee started bouncing again, yet immediately stopped as you kissed the inner part of his thighs, slowly making your way to his cock.

He heavily exhaled and blinked a few times, trying to get rid of the lust clouding his iris and focus on his game instead of you, his cock growing hard under your ministrations. He wasn’t going to last long if you kept teasing him like that.

His hips jolted when you pressed vivid kisses on the underside of his clothed cock, hand stroking his balls through the cotton before going back to his thighs that you loved to sit on. You were just obsessed with how comfortable, soft and pleasuring they could get. Eric loved to see you get off on his thigh, looking like an absolute goddess with messy hair and a fucked-out face, desperately riding your swollen clit on his flexing, strong muscles. However, seeing you on your knees right before him, a few seconds away from sucking him off, was just enough to turn his usual steady breathing into a laboured one.

You gently shifted one of the headphones off his ear for him to hear you, Eric immediately lifting his mic as you sat on his lap, leaning your chest against his, your boyfriend refraining a moan at the sensation of your boobs against him.

“Y/N, fuck. Please- do something,” he pleaded, almost out-of-breath, eyes boring into yours. You pouted, wrapping your arms around his neck, Eric quickly kissed your lips as his body relaxed for a second, his game put to the side.

“Can I suck you off?” you requested, and his eyes lingered on your lips, smirk growing and eyes fluttering as he imagined them wrapped around the tip of his cock, teasing him like you always did.

You did something he adored, and you felt it as you were pretty much sitting on his cock. Looking as innocent – and corruptible – as possible, you opened your eyes widely and slightly raised your eyebrows, blinking in slight fake confusion and pouted, your behaviour making Eric sharply inhale. He loved when you played with him like that, wanting to do nothing but ruin you till you were crying his name out of pleasure. You caressed his cheek and softly smiled when you heard Sunwoo calling for your boyfriend’s name in the headset, his eyes shifting to the computer as he saw Sunwoo’s character dumbly jumping in front of his AFK one.

Gently, he helped you off his lap to let you rest on your knees like before, cradling your cheek in his hand, thumb rubbing the skin right under your eye.

“Do it, baby,” he said, and you giddily beamed, Eric’s hand wrapping around your chin stopping you in your excitement, “you can do it, but you’re not allowed to make a single noise, okay? I don’t want the boys to make any comment about it.”

“Yes,” you approved, and Eric lightly frowned, his smirk still painted on his face, feeling mischievous. “Yes who?” “Yes, Sir,” you whispered, and he fully kissed your lips, cutting the oxygen in your lungs before going back to his game after bumping your nose with his, as if nothing happened, letting you go back on your knees under the desk.

“Sorry bro, I was talking to Y/N. She wants us to stop playing,” he teased with a slight smirk and a wink as he looked down at you, gesturing you with his eyes to get closer to his cock. He almost added that his baby girl was a needy little slut, but as the possessive man that he is, he decided to keep that thought to himself. He’ll keep the humiliation for a future time. Who knows, maybe you’re going to find it as hot as he does.

Your mouth was salivating as you noticed that Eric’s cock was as hard as a rock. You played with the waistband of his underwear and gently tugged on it, pressing on his pelvic bone as he rose his hips in the air to let you get rid of his undergarments. You shook your head without looking at him, silently telling him that you had everything in control, and he chuckled, letting you do your thing.

Only the tip of his cock appeared, Eric slightly hissing as the ambient air caressed his sensitive tip. He wished he could command you, telling how he wanted his cock sucked, but the mic was his current biggest enemy, only able to enjoy what actions you chose to satisfy and relieve him from the painful boner that you caused with your horniness.

The underwear waistband was now nicely tucked under his balls, acting like a push-up, making them bigger than they look. His length stood up proudly in front of your eyes, precum dripping from the tip. It made you giggle at how hard he was, also feeling turned on that you were the reason for his erection.

You looked up at your boyfriend and he briefly looked down at you with a grin, seizing the opportunity of the in-game reducing fight zone to kiss your lips with such a force that his headset almost fell off his head, thumb lingering on your lips as you started sucking on it.

“Such a good girl for me, so pretty,” he mumbled, and you hummed around his digit, eyes boring into his.

Oh my god, you looked so fuckable like that. He wished he could do much more to you than letting you suck on his cock.

“Yeah dude?” he said, sighing as he sat back comfortably in his desk chair, readjusting his hips, his cock inching closer to your face. It was so hot of him to play two games at the same time; one second he’s praising you, and the next he acts like nothing’s going on, like he’s alone in his bedroom, chatting and laughing with his friends.

You smirked, ready to put your plan into action, gathering saliva on your tongue by rubbing your tongue on your palate. You stood straight on your knees, your face now hovering above his angry tip. It was red, sometimes twitching due to his nasty thoughts or your breaths, begging to be touched or sucked. If you wanted to, you could easily start sucking him off right on the spot, but you decided to make him marinate a bit.

Eric’s mouth slightly fell ajar as he felt your warm spit on his tip, rolling down his veiny length to his balls. His girth twitched around nothing, Eric grinning as you watched it roll down his shaft on its own, soon wrapping your pretty, plump lips around his tip. Your boyfriend exhaled and threw his head back, only for it to bump against the small pillow that was latched to his gaming chair. He bit on his bottom lip hard, trying not to moan out your name to awaken the suspicions of his friends, but it was harder than he had imagined.

Sucking on his tip like a lollipop, swirling your tongue around it, you gathered a mix of your spit and his precum and went deeper, taking more of his cock inside your mouth. Humming around it so as not to gag too much, you wrapped your hand around the rest of the length that you couldn’t fit past your lips and hollowed your cheeks, Eric letting out a small whine.

“Y-Yeah yeah I’m fine bro, I just stubbed my toe against m-my desk, fuck!” he whispered in his mic, out-of-breath, and you looked up at him with a smirk, your head still bobbing up and down his shaft, taking as much of his as you could without making too many suspicious noises.

Releasing his cock with a small ‘pop’, Eric slowly felt like ascending to heaven. The situation was so thrilling and forbidden, he loved every second of it. Between the excitement of getting caught by his friends and the suck you were giving him, he was slowly getting overwhelmed, barely focusing on the video game anymore.

Wrapping your hand around his length, you licked a fat stripe up to his tip while looking at him, feeling it twitch in your hold as you alternated your pace, going fast before slowing down to a painful rhythm, your expert wrist helping your mouth. Eric was so sensitive to your skills, it made you want to touch him till he came all over himself and you, too, just to ruin him. With your tongue, you followed the vein swathed around his shaft down to his balls and started teasing and playing with them, knowing that it never failed to rile him up.

And you were right. His breaths were getting quicker and more laboured, holding his controller in his left hand as the other was on his face, trying to cover his mouth and facial expressions as much as possible. He just wanted to press down your head to reach the back of your throat, feeling you swallow around him, but he knew just as well as you that it would make too much noise to go unnoticed.

“K-Keep going Y/N, fuck,” he muffled his mic with his palm for a second to moan out your name, your panties getting wetter at the sight that was rolling in front of your eyes and his needy call of your name.

“G-Guys I’m muting myself for a sec, Y/N wants to tell me about her day,” he said and didn’t even wait for his friends to give him an answer and disconnected himself from the Discord server, whispering some profanities as you were sucking him off and he was getting shot in his game.

“Oh my god Y/N, baby, baby! Your mouth feels like Heaven, fuck! You’re amazing baby, please don’t stop. You’re making me feel so damn great,” he babbled his praising as his veiny hands gripped his controller hard, eyes going back and forth between you between his legs and the computer screen.

“You’re so fucking hot while sucking my cock, Y/N. You’re gonna be the death of me, baby,” he panted, slightly pressing on the back of your head as you moaned around his shaft, Eric resisting the impulsive urge to buck his hips into your mouth to stuff your mouth with his cock more as his moans got suddenly a pitch higher.

Tears started gathering in your eyes as he was deep in your mouth, rubbing against your cheeks, strangled moans erupting from his pretty lips when your throat closed around him over and over again, tongue swirling around the rest of his length, feeling the roughness and irregularity of his cock skin.

Pulling away for air, spit connected your lips to his tip, soon disappearing as you started stroking him up and down at a steady rhythm while catching your breath back. Your movements never faltered as you locked eyes with his ones blown with lust, slowly bending to lick the sides and underside of his shaft, his tip nicely coated with your spit tickling your forehead.

“Oh my god, baby,” he groaned, making you smirk as you licked his tip, focusing on it like you had your favourite-flavoured lollipop in your mouth. You relaxed your jaw as much as possible, taking him further each time you bobbed your head, hollowing your cheeks when you felt like it, making him whine.

Gagging around him, tears rolled down your cheeks as you took him the furthest you could, his tip resting at the back of your throat as you tickled his pelvic bone with your nose, Eric’s moans pushing you to pleasure him as much as you could.

“Look at me baby, look at me, please. You’re- ah! You’re so sexy.” Not able to resist his pleas, you looked up at him through your lashes pearled with tears, Eric throwing his head back at your state.

He didn’t know how he still hasn’t cummed yet; you looked so damn pretty between his legs with his cock stuffed down your throat, tears wetting your cheeks as the saliva and precum gathered around your mouth rolled down to your chin, soon falling in droplets on the carpeted floor.

“Just a bit more baby, you’re gonna make me cum soon,” he airily whispered, his hands going in your hair to do a makeshift ponytail.

“I want every drop of it,” you mumbled after pulling away, jerking him off as you licked his balls, staring up at him with a grin, slightly sniffling. You knew how to talk to him, he was now desperate to mess your face and mouth up with his release.

Even if his cock was already nicely glazed with your spit, you decided to add some more, just for more ease to slide it in your mouth. Now that his mic was turned off, you could make all the noise that you wanted, messily spitting and slurping around his cock as you took him as far as you could, Eric’s moans getting more graphic than before, signalling you that he was close.

“Are you close, baby,” you asked him while pressing your thumb on his slit, applying pressure on it as your other hand gripped the length. He groaned in pleasure, and you hummed, loving how vocal he could get. Your panties were sticking to your core, you never actually realised how turned on you could get while giving your handsome boyfriend a blowjob.

“I’m so close, just a bit more, darling, please,” he pleaded, and you nodded, fastening your pace around his cock as you went back to bob your head up and down his veiny length, the slurping noises mixing with his moans and your whiney hums only enhancing the pornographic aspects of the scene.

“Oh god, oh god, Y/N, baby, just like that, you’re so good at this I swear,” he whispered as your hand wrapped around his shaft and started stroking him harsher than before, feeling throbbing against your tongue. His shaft engorged with blood and lust got harder as he was getting closer and closer to his release each second passing by, his orgasm approaching him like a wild animal hunting its prey, ready to pounce at any good stroke.

“Right there, right there,” he whined as you rubbed his cock against your inner cheek, mimicking the sensation of your walls. Eric’s chest was heaving up and down rapidly, choking on his own breath as his hand at the back of your head applied pressure to make you take more of his cock.

“Baby, quick, can I cum down your throat, please?” he asked, and you immediately removed yourself from his cock, Eric feeling his high vanish. He emitted a strangled whine as you devilishly smiled at him, twisting your hand up and down around his shaft, squeezing him just tight enough to drive him crazy.

“Y/N, I’m gonna cum- ah! Please tell me where!” he begged panicked to cum on or around nothing, - which was for him the synonym of a ruined orgasm - his hands clutching the armrests as his hair stuck to his sweaty forehead, making him look absolutely stunning.

He was ruined, and you loved this. You were high on lust just by watching and listening to him.

His moans were getting higher and sorer, his voice soon breaking as he pitifully moaned out your name. It was so hot and satisfying to see how much he was a begging mess just to reach his high. This view opened windows on new kinks, but that was going to wait.

“Y/N, Y/N, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

“Look at me, babe,” you ordered before opening your mouth, drawing out your tongue, hand going faster around his shaft, the other messing around with his balls. You squeezed his length, and that was the last straw, his cum erupting from his cock like a geyser, landing on your face, hands and tongue in droplets and small drizzles, Eric buckling his hips in your hand as you helped him to fully ride his orgasm, your name being the only thing that shamelessly rolled off his lustful tongue.

Once he came down from his high, you clenched around nothing as his dick twitched when his eyes landed on your cum-covered state, noticing how much it turned him on to give you a nice facial.

“That’s even better than down your throat, thank you so much, babe,” he said before bending down to press his lips against yours, his hand wrapping around your throat.

“Next time it’s gonna be inside me,” you teased, and Eric let out a mix between a chuckle and a moan, resting against his chair, exhausted from his orgasm. He closed his eyes for a second, and you pressed your hands on his thighs and shifted your weight to get up, Eric immediately pulling you on his lap, tired arms wrapping around your waist with his face in the skin of your neck that thankfully remained untouched.

Resting on the side of his keyboard next to his tossed controller, the screen of Eric’s phone lit up, notifying him of a message from Sunwoo.

Sunwoo: “That’s what you meant with “talking about her day”, huh?”

… Wait. What?

Not even a second later, another message popped up.

Sunwoo: “I’m not sure she got a lot of talking done tbh”

Shit.

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daisyvisions · 3 months

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do you have any recs for some sangyeon smut 🫣

omg sorry for the late reply! When we got back to work from the holidays I couldn't really think properly and I really wanted to give a proper list so here you go:

A Friend in Need - @/dontflailmenow

Pleasure Me - @/midnightfantasiez

I Can See You - @/moonhoures

Treat Me Like a Slut - @/lomlhwa

Make Me - @/idyllic-ghost

Momma's Kissing Santa - @/momhwa-agenda

Day 24: Sangyeon + Phone Sex - @/oceanlix

Can I Call You Daddy? by @/dontflailmenow

First Day Jitters by @/destiny-fics (part of a ot11 series! read the other chapters too if you can!)

Pay Attention To Me, Baby by @/tbzxnight

Single!dad x babysitter! reader by @/moonshineboyz

Naughty Girl - @/jasminexox5

Know That I Love You - @/snowflakewhispers

Friendly Competition - @/itsbeeble (part of a series, please read the rest if you can!)

Charity Gala - @/velvetyh

Nightgown - @/venerex

Crescendo - @/onceuponabloom

That's all I can recommend for now! hehe hope you enjoy and give these writers some love by reblogging and commenting too! they'd appreciate it a lot 🥰

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moonshineboyz · 2 years

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Sun's update post ☀️

okay so, i just came back and felt like doing and update post (?) to whom it may concern

i'm sorry i just completely disappeared, i got really busy with college stuff and let things in here aside, but then even when i got a little more free time i just kept postponing my return (idk why i do this but unfortunately it's quite common for me to do things like that). but i really miss being online here and talking to you guys and writing of course, so even though i'm still kinda busy with college i came back. i have no idea when i'll be actually posting stuff i write but i for sure will be around and rambling so,,, hit me up 💖💖

no one asked but i just feel like telling things about myself and what's going on in my life right now

i've been doing a lot of new things in college and it's both stressful and fun, i'm having so many practices that sometimes i feel like freaking out but it's all good so far

i also started reading books again and it's been amazing, i missed that feeling. i'm on my 25th book of the year rn and i'm really proud of myself dkwkskwnd i think i've got some pretty good recommendations if anyone is interested

i changed my classes recently and they're really cute (not that many of you have seen my face before but-), pretty similar to my previous ones actually but cute nonetheless. and i bleached the bottom part of my hair and also some front pieces, i had dyed it red at first and then a light pink but since my hair is dark brown, the bleached part wasn't light enough for the pink and it faded quickly. now it's just a weird shade of blonde and i need to bleach it again to dye it but i keep postponing it 😭

my bff just moved to italy last month and i already miss her like crazy, i'm trying to meet some new people and make some new friends rn bc she is the only person i used to hangout with so it's about to be a bit lonely here, but we spent the past 2 months seeing each other a good amount of time and it was really nice. me and some of her other friends made a surprise picnic party for her on her bday and it was so much fun.

regarding kpop, i've been the same tbh zaksowkdow i just really got into onlyoneof and kingdom recently and they're amazing, i've also been listening to a lot of girl groups (i already stanned them but got into some 4th gen ones)

and of course eric's still my everything and i miss him 🥺

well, i think this is it, just some updates about me and i really missed you babes 💖💖 gonna tag my moots so we can get in contact again. my dms are always open and you can always hit me up, just bare with me a little till i can answer the old asks and messages

@ohcheri @clueless-content-creator @poutykyu @minimultiestfandoms @kazooms @erics-mii @annyeongffs @moonieric @sluttysohn @newkyus-void @sainthwngs @lov3ric @cloverhaknyeon @tinisprout @flowerpotrenjun @smolcobie @multi-kpop-fanfics @velvetyh @badboyjuyeon @miniaturenuttaco

#sun speaks

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leesangy · 2 years

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congrats on your huge milestone, you absolutely deserve it!! 💝💝 thank you for providing us with loads of amazing tbz content and for being such a gem, we're suuuuper lucky to have you!! 😌✨✨ take care!! :D

OMG thank you 😭😭 you're so kind :((((

#have a nice day!! <3<3 #ask #velvetyh

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jellykimss · 2 years

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some of my favorite writers because it's the new year :) ((without explanations cus it's self explanatory🙄☝️

@neonheeseung @enhahardhours

@jaylaxies @leekeonhe @sainthwngs

@jongseongsnudes @velvetyh @tbzxnight

@tbzdormslut @peachoony @cxndyseung

@jungwonenthusiast + a lot more !!

#enhypen smut #enha smut #jake smut #jay smut #heeseung smut #sunghoon smut #tbz smut #the boyz smut #smut #kpop smut

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timextoxhajima · 2 years

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hii! do you mind sharing some of your fav tbz fics🥺

hi my love, unfortunately due to the amount of wips i have and how busy i am i havent had the time to read many tbz fics except when i'm proofreading my own 😭

but i do recommend @sankyeom @stealerz @junjungsunwoo @mae-gi-writes @bbangsoonie @sunlightwoo 's tbz fics!

if you like smut you can try @sparkvn @byeongsung @velvetyh @soobgyuist @bebetae

no i do not actively read smut i do not have time 😀 they are the ones that people send to me just to attack me with /a certain member's/ content

#tth.anon #dana's love letters

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sparkvn · 2 years

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Have you seen velvetyh’s blog? I’d like to rec that to you. It is smut heavy if you’re ok w that

I have read, I was going to rec, but I didn't think you liked hard smut.

#svn.shk anon #svn.lettres

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velvetyh · 2 years

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⌜charity gala⌝

꒰ PAIRING ꒱ CEO!sangyeon x secretary!fem!reader ꒰ SYNOPSIS ꒱ CEO!Sangyeon has to attend a charity gala that took place in a palace on Valentine's Day, and he needs someone to go with him. ꒰ WORD COUNT ꒱ 6501 words (oops) ꒰ TW ꒱ 18+, lots of teasing and dirty talk, pet names (sweet and degrading), protected sex, fingering, rough (?) sex, (sort of) explicit description ꒰ NOTE ꒱ I am almost a week late LMAO but happy Valentine's Day! I have a bit more free time so I'm working on my Eric fic for kinktober so it might come soon! ꒰ REQUESTED ꒱ no

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It was Valentine’s day a few days ago, and your boss demanded you in his office. Two relationships got created since the beginning of the week, and it made everyone either simp or jealous of those two couples. Ignoring the gossip, you walked the few meters that separated his office from your desk and knocked before entering the room.

“Mr. Lee? Did you want to see me?” you asked, and he turned around, suddenly remembering that he had asked for your presence.

“Ah, Y/N, there you are. Please,” You slightly raised an eyebrow because some worry was painted on his face, which was quite unusual for him. You probed your boss, and he hissed as you wouldn’t sit down when he gestures you to take a seat.

“Stop staring at me like that. It’s not that bad,” he declared, and you approached him, resting against the edge of the tweed seat.

“I’m listening,” you stated, and he walked around his desk to sit, elbows on the armrests as he joined his hands together, looking at you.

“You know that it was Valentine’s day a few days ago,” you nodded at his words, still trying to sound his thoughts out, but to no avail. His concern changed into something more... interesting. As usual, his eyes betrayed him. He didn't want you to read him like an opened book, but it was too late. You knew him, and you had never seen him this shy.

That didn’t resemble him.

“It was,” you muttered, waiting for him to keep on explaining.

“Well, there’s a charity event that takes place on the other side of Seoul, and I was invited,” you nodded again, playing with your ring on your middle finger as you paid attention to his words.

“Yes, Sir, I know. I’m the one who received the call and scheduled this appointment in your planner,” you politely responded, and he cleared his throat, visibly running out of arguments.

“I forgot to mention that if I wish to go there, I have to be... accompanied,” you arched an eyebrow, fingers stopping on your ring.

“Do you need me to call someone special? Your girlfriend? Your wife? An escort? One of your friends?”

“No, not all of that, Y/N. I was actually thinking about asking you to go there with me, but you probably have something planned anyway,” he said, and your eyes opened wide, not expecting those words coming out of your boss’ mouth. You remained mute for a few seconds, Sangyeon taking your silence as rejection.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” he mumbled under his breath, shaking his head with a disappointed look, pressing a few buttons on the phone on his desk as it started ringing during your conversation.

“Stop looking at me like that, Y/N, please.” His words were dry, bringing you back to reality.

“With all my respect, Mr. Lee, don't count your chickens before they're hatched,” you unfolded your arms and stood straight, grabbing a folder on the side of his desk that was meant for you to take. It was Sangyeon’s turn to look at you weirdly.

“What do you mean?”

“Who told you my answer would be negative?” you said, not looking at him, fumbling with a few papers he had scattered on his desk. His hand grabbed your wrist, forcing you to look up at him.

“I swear to God if you are playing with me right now-”

“Do I look like I’m joking to you?” you said with a smirk, gently pressing your hand on his that was holding you back from leaving his office. You walked towards the entrance as you heard him tsk.

You turned around as you placed your hand on the knob, looking at him deep in his brown eyes.

“Send me the address if you don’t change your mind in the meantime,” you smiled as you left the office, closing the door behind you.

The day finally came to an end, but it was far from being done. Sangyeon was in the middle of a conference call when you left the office. You rushed to get home to have plenty of time to get ready and eat. Fortunately, you had a dress at the far back of your closet that you only wore for important events, which explained why it was almost dusty. Your outfit had to be in your company's image: elegant and serious. No fantasy, whatsoever.

The long-sleeved, black dress you had chosen was quite short, landing in the middle of your thighs, accentuating your legs and silhouette. Underneath, you wore some black, laced lingerie with sheer stockings, as well as some heels.

It wasn't every day that you attended this type of event, you might as well dress up and look chic and sexy. Once you were done getting ready, you quickly did your hair and makeup before eating some snacks, because you didn’t know what type of meals were served at this charity event.

When you arrived at the place, you quickly paid the taxi driver you got from the train station and went off the vehicle, flattening your dress. You walked up to the entrance and showed your invitation to the doorman, who stepped aside and gestured you to come in with a nod. The hubbub of the hall attacked your ears, making you almost not hear your own feet on the carpeted floor. You scanned the faces populating the crowd, smirking when you noticed your boss, in the middle of a discussion with a man you recognised to be one of his business partners.

Sangyeon was about to dip his lips in his champagne glass when he saw you, eyes going wide at your beautiful silhouette. You saw him excuse himself to the man in front of him, who smiled understandingly and started talking to someone else.

“Good evening, Mr. L-“

“Sangyeon. Tonight, it’s Sangyeon,” he interrupted you, his forwardness slightly catching you off guard.

“Oh. In what honour?” you asked, and he just shook his head.

“Just follow my lead,” he said as he grabbed your hand towards a table.

Sangyeon didn't act like himself that night. It looked like he wanted to appear confident, but you knew him so well that you realised he was not in his usual state. Why did the boss, who was usually strict and straightforward, acting suddenly this oddly and nervous? Since your arrival, the CEO’s mind was occupied by you and you only. He couldn’t take off his mind the way you looked at him, and the way you were dressed tonight.

Every day, you were always dressed to the nines, but seeing you in a short black dress with that makeup and this hairstyle, it was hard for him to not fall for you. The other CEO sitting in front of him was talking, but he couldn’t retain a single thing, vaguely answering the few questions his business partner was asking him. He was too busy thinking about your red, smiling lips, and that tongue who discreetly removed some champagne off your lips before smiling.

“Actually, that’s not quite it, if I may interfere. Mr. Lee, Mr. Kang is curious about your solar projects in Busan, you should maybe give him details since you elaborated them,” you discreetly rested a hand on the far end of his thigh, squeezing the fabric of his office pants to make him come back to earth.

Sangyeon slightly flinched and cleared his throat, the tip of his ears turning a darker shade of pink as he could still feel the imprint of your palm on his leg. You eyed your boss as he started explaining his project, adding a few details that Sangyeon omitted for some unknown reasons.

“Mr. Lee, you are really lucky to have a hard-working, patient secretary like Ms Y/N. She must be a pearl,” you smiled and raised your glass to the man in front of you as a thank you before taking a sip. Sangyeon nodded and rested his hand on your leg, just like you did to him, trying to make you lose your composure. Despite your heart hammering in your chest, you tried your hardest to remain impassive as you smiled at the couple in front of you.

“I am indeed lucky to call her my secretary,” you rested your hand on his at his words and was about to put it back on his lap, but his fingers quickly grabbed your wrist. Looking at him out of the corner of your eye, the look you were giving him warned him not to go any further. At this moment, you felt like you weren’t just his secretary, but you thought it was best if you kept this thought for yourself.

When the clock struck midnight, you decided to call it a night and leave. As you were bidding farewell to the few people you got to meet and exchange some business cards, Sangyeon came behind you, a hand on your waist.

“Can you grant me two minutes? Just two,” he whispered in your ear, and you turned your head at his whisper, lips only a few centimetres from Sangyeon’s. One misstep, and you would be kissing.

“Hum, sure,” you cleared your throat and kept on talking with the woman in front of you, who was looking at you with mischievous eyes. You smiled, slightly confused, because you had never planned on driving home with your boss, but it looked like you didn't have a single choice.

You waited on the stairs near the entrance, admiring the gorgeous lit city in front of you. Your thoughts slowly wandered to random things, one of them being excited to get rid of those shoes. You had expected them to hurt since they were brand new, but not this badly. You heard shoes walking down the few stairs that separated you from the door, and a familiar musky, manly perfume invading your nostrils.

Sangyeon smirked and offered you his elbow, helping you walk down the stairs. He slightly frowned as he saw the pained expression on your face, wondering about the cause of your discomfort.

“Is everything alright, Y/N?” Sangyeon’s voice was reserved, and you nodded, but your gritted teeth betrayed you.

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it,” his gaze fell down your feet and saw the skin slightly red, so he offered to carry you to his car.

“I promise it’s okay. Plus I think it’s right here,” you said, taking a few more steps before leaning against the car, trying to relieve your feet from the tightness of your shoes.

Sangyeon invited you to sit inside his car as it was getting quite cold. You pressed your hands between your thighs as they started warming up, the lukewarm air conditioning brushing the baby air away from your face.

You begin to examine the interior of the luxurious car as Sangyeon takes his spot behind the wheel. Leather seats, top-of-the-range materials, high-tech fittings... there is no doubt this is a car just like its owner. You feel Sangyeon's gaze on you as you pretend to continue to detail the interior of the car. His beautiful pupils are aimed at you, trying to probe the thoughts that were going through your head. Sangyeon’s smile brightened when you briefly nodded your head in approval before looking at him, your boss simply smiling and sitting next to you was such an ethereal and sexy sight to witness.

The engine purred, drawing the attention of the bystanders on the car as you exited the palace parking lot, then roared as Sangyeon pulled into the highway. Along the way, you even catch yourself stealing a few glances at your driver, who offered you his best profile, clenched jaws as he focused on the road. You had to admit he was a handsome, professional man who exuded confidence and wealth. Something that never failed to make your stomach churn, especially if it was Sangyeon.

"I'll end up believing you're interested in me if you keep looking at me like that," he raised an eyebrow without taking his eyes off the road, his remark had the effect of a cold shower. He moved his head in your direction, and you stared straight ahead, so quickly that you nearly sprained your neck.

"I was just admiring the view," you tried to look casual, but he smirked, understanding what you were up to.

"Hope you had time to take in the scenery," he looked at you sideways with a smirk, chuckling, and you gave him a quick nod.

"Not long enough for my liking, but I will settle for what I got," he shook his head with a smirk, his foot pressing the accelerator.

You frowned as he looked composed and calm, one hand on the steering wheel, the other casually rested on the shifting gear as he exited the highway.

“I don’t want to sound rude and judge your sense of direction, Sangyeon, but our respective apartments are actually in the opposite direction,” you said, and he arched an eyebrow before briefly looking at you.

“I know,” he stated, and you huffed, failing to repress a smirk on your lips. Despite the years you’ve been working for him, the expression he had on his face tonight was indecipherable to you. You decided to push it away and start another conversation.

“So? Did I act the way you wanted tonight? I still had to pull you back into line a few times because you appeared… quite distracted, in my opinion,” your voice trailed with a teasing smile as you looked at him, only for Sangyeon to shift gears, slowing down at a red light.

He glanced at you out of the corner of his eye, looking in the rear-view mirror above him, when he noticed your eyes lingering on him, still waiting for an answer.

“How can I not be distracted when I have a goddess next to me,” he mumbled under his breath while looking away from you, and you pretended not to hear him.

“Come again? I couldn’t quite catch-” your confidence was reduced to zero when he grabbed your chin with the hand that rested on the shifting stick and got extremely close, almost too close for your heart to beat normally. The seatbelt was at the far end of his collarbone, his intense gaze sending warmth and goosebumps down your spine.

“I said,” your eyes going wide as his breath fanned your chin and neck, making you inhale sharply, “how can I not get distracted when I have a gorgeous creature like you next to me, who has been teasing me and leering at me the entire night,” the light turned green and he pulled away, clearing his throat as he gripped on the wheel tightly, trying to act nonchalant.

He couldn’t believe he had just confessed his feelings to his secretary. Just the mere thought of you rejecting him made him regret his words, but at the same time, you reciprocating his feelings was something that sounded super unrealistic yet so exciting.

You proudly squirmed in your seat, happy of having made him crack and confess. This little game began a few months prior to this event, your platonic relationship with him took a sudden turn and started getting provocative and teasing. You had your boss under your skin, and you could no longer deny it, no matter how hard you tried.

Sangyeon didn’t address you a single word until he reached another road, taking a sharp turn on the right. Once he dared to look at you, you were looking straight ahead, bottom lip stuck between your teeth in a smirk, hooded eyes looking straight ahead. This sight relieved him, smirking as he sunk deeper into the city.

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Your boss pulled up in front of a garage and got a white card out of his inner blazer pocket to press it against the scanner. Looking up from your spot through the car window, you discovered a luxury hotel, quickly noticing four stars shining on the side of the wall before you entered the garage.

“A luxury hotel, huh?” You suddenly said while side glancing at him, only to see his neutral face.

“How insightful of you, Y/N,” you moved your hair behind your shoulders and rolled your eyes, ignoring his remark.

“Do you pay a night in a luxury hotel to all the women you want to put in your bed?” you questioned as Sangyeon drove down the floors to find the parking lot related to the bedroom.

“Only to the prettiest,” he answered as he parked, cutting the engine off before looking at you.

“Oh. Should I feel special, then? How many times have you already played at this little game?” you suppressed a smile as he deeply sighed.

“It’s the first time, Y/N.”

“So I am a guinea pig for your future conquests, right? So you can improve for the future ones. You will call me each time you want to test a hotel?” You had taken a liking to push his buttons, wanting to see what kind of reaction you could actually bring out of him.

“Do you really believe that I'm the ladies' man you think I am?” he quirked an eyebrow, wrist resting on top of the steering wheel, fingers dangling off.

“You never know, you could play your cards close to your chest,” you replied while biting your lower lip, sensing that he was close to snapping, resting your head on the window as your body twisted to face him.

“Don't you think I would have been a little pushier and more eager tonight if I really were the man you think I am? I’m going in the hotel room, you’re free to stay in the car or get a taxi to go back to your place,” he said as he got out, slamming the car door shut before walking away without looking back.

“Aw,” you whispered to yourself in the car, watching him get away from the car with a smile, “someone’s little mad,” you giggled before opening the door, taking your purse as you strutted in the same direction as your boss.

The latter expected you to come since he held the elevator door open for you to join him. You smiled at him as if nothing happened, secretly happy and excited about not going home tonight.

“42nd floor? I hope the view from up there won’t be too bad,” you smirked, and Sangyeon rolled his eyes, the lift opening on an elder couple.

Even though the elevator was vast enough to welcome two football teams, your boss felt the need to lay a hand on your waist and give the couple way more space than needed. It was just a plain excuse to press you against the wall. Your back was resting against the velvety wall of the machine, Sangyeon’s figure blocking you from seeing the two people that had just joined you. You stared at your boss but didn’t say anything, his eyes wandering around the exposed skin of your upper chest. Gently grabbing and pulling on his tie, you forced him to look at you in the eyes, smirking as he got caught in the act.

“My eyes are up there, Sir,” you whispered to him, emphasising the nickname, and he scoffed, hands landing on your curves as he got even closer as if it were possible.

The elevator dinged, and the doors opened, a mechanic voice announcing the forty-second floor. You smiled at the couple before leaving the machine, following Sangyeon to the suite, watching him use the same white card to unlock the door and let you in.

The bedroom door opens onto a large bay window, offering breath-taking views of the upscale neighbourhoods and the rest of the city. Your attention immediately shifts to the king-size bed in the middle of the room, and you can't help but let out a sigh at the comfort of the mattress.

As you continued to observe your surroundings, Sangyeon's hand grazed against your lower back, pushing you slightly further into the room. The touch warmed all your senses, feeling adrenaline point the tip of its nose into the pit of your stomach. His hands continued to brush against you, and you leaned back against him, getting rid of the space between you. Sangyeon's muscular body was pressed against your back, hugging your body perfectly, one of his hands sliding sensually across your waist.

Sangyeon suddenly spun you around, pinning you against his chest, trapped in his muscular arms. The temptation to taste his lips was immense, but you restrained yourself, focusing on his eyes instead. Your breaths were hasty, excited like you were impatient and dying to make yourself his. The adrenaline began to work on your body, pushing you to give up, your mouths dancing dangerously close to the other. You wrapped your arms around his neck, as his hands returned to their places on your hips, making a risky descent towards your butt.

“Are you done playing games, now?” he susurrated against your mouth, shivers taking over your entire being at his husky voice. His hands trailed up your back, teasingly playing with the zip holding your dress in place.

“Didn’t you think it was fun?” you asked as you lustfully tugged at the top of his tie to loosen it, “you’re sexy when you get all annoyed,” you muttered, and he chuckled, hands trailing up to your shoulders.

“Is that so?” He gently massaged them with his large hands, and you closed your eyes, getting intoxicated by his touch.

You didn't have time to do anything as Sangyeon captured your lips in a powerful kiss, grabbing the back of your thigh to lift your leg off the ground. You let your shoe fall on the carpeted floor and tucked your heel in his lower back while stroking the short hair at the back of his head. His tongue demanded access, and you allowed it almost immediately, voluptuously curling with yours in a passionate kiss. Sangyeon pushed your hair away from your neck and pressed his lips against your warm skin, eyes fluttering in lust as your mouth opened wide to let out a silent moan.

You gripped his shoulders when he pushed himself against you, making you squirm as you fell on the bed. Hair sprawled on the pillows that softened your tumble, Sangyeon kept leaving a trail of sloppy love bites on your skin, getting dangerously closer to your chest. With a skilled gesture, he slowly unzipped your dress, pulling on it to reveal your laced bra. Sharply inhaling at the view, he licked his lips as his fingers hovered above one of the bra straps. His cold fingers seized the soft fabric and pushed it down, your head sinking back into the pillows as your chest was exposed to your boss.

“You are drop-dead gorgeous Y/N,” he muttered under his breath, and you whined at his compliment, a rush of heat going south.

Sangyeon hungrily smirked as he pushed down the other strap, unclasping the bra in the snap of a finger. He yanked the fabric off your arms and attacked your chest, taking a nipple into his mouth as you threw your head back. You moaned at the sudden warmth around your sensitive bud, one hand going to his hair and started tugging on it. He groaned at your pulling, tongue lying flat against your sensitive bud before sucking on it. He looked at you from his spot, and you cupped his cheeks, forcing him to let go of your chest to come back at you and kiss him vividly.

With a hurry and laborious movement, you unbuttoned his shirt one button after the other, caressing the skin of his chest in the process. Your hand descended lower, caressing his steel-carved abs on the way, your mouths devouring each other mercilessly. Sangyeon grunted when you tugged on his hair, again, begging for oxygen as you were beginning to see stars. He didn’t stop kissing you once you pulled away from each other, exploring your neck and breasts without respite as your moans were getting progressively louder, indicating to him that he was on the right path.

“S-Sangyeon,” you let out a breathy whimper, whining as he started trailing kisses down your stomach.

“Hm?” he mumbled, looking up at you as he pulled your dress down to your ankles, throwing it at the foot of the bed.

“I need you. Now,” you implored, which made him smirk, happy that you were on the same wavelength. He crawled back up, face hovering above yours as he started his kissing journey all over again.

You were getting slowly impatient and needy, rubbing your thighs together to get some friction as he took his sweet time to tease you to where you needed him the most. You didn’t understand why he kept torturing you when you could clearly define the prominent bulge in his suit pants, feeling almost embarrassed at how wet you were for him. Why wasn’t he accelerating the process be when he wanted you just as much as you wanted him?

You grabbed him by the shoulders to force him to topple over, licking and kissing his abs up to his neck, earning a smirk from him.

“Come on, Sangyeon, please stop teasing me,” you complained, and he giggled as you fumbled with his belt to remove his pants, Sangyeon pushing you closer to him to capture your lips again.

He smirked against your lips when he felt your fingers on the buttons of his suit pants. He let out a groan of desire, taking your mouth and sucking on your tongue even more fiercely as you slipped your hand in his pants, your palm caressing with his clothed member. Eager to feel his body against yours, you grabbed him by the neck and pulled him towards you, rippling your pelvis to taunt him. Sangyeon didn't need to be prayed for and swooped in after sending his pants to the floor, hands coming back to your body and clutching your curves in a sensual touch.

“You don't realise how long I’ve been waiting for this,” he whispered as his mouth left yours and slipped into your neck, forcing you to turn your head to the side to enjoy his kisses, his mouth continuing its descent into the valley between your two breasts. His tongue tickled over the sensitive skin, a satisfied smile appearing on his face when he felt the chills appearing under his lips.

You tugged on the waistband of his underwear before yanking it down, Sangyeon doing the same with yours. You both shuddered in pleasure as the air of the bedroom hit your exposed private parts, tongues dancing together as you were now fully naked in front of him. Very quickly, your boss’s hand was between your thighs, while yours was already around his member swollen with desire at the ardour of the scene.

You moaned as your hand slowly and sensually pumped his girthy length, his fingers slid around your pussy, smothering your wetness in all the needed spots. He inserted one, then two fingers inside you, and you let out a long moan of pleasure as he began fingering you at a controlled speed. His thumb applied pressure on your clit and made it undergo circular movements, which had the gift of making you more and more vocal.

"You are driving me crazy, Y/N, I can't hold it back anymore," he whispered into your ear, his deep voice increasing your wetness in your panties. You responded with a moan and tightened your hold around his member, running your thumb over the tip of his cock, teasing the slit. His fingers moved back and forth, sending waves of pleasure through your entire body. The kisses and caresses became more ardent, more passionate, too overwhelming for you to think straight.

You let out a long, frustrated whine as Sangyeon pulled his fingers away from your pussy for a short moment, just to lick them clean while staring at you straight in the eyes, humming around them as you tasted sweet on his tongue.

“Come on, what is it? Tell me what you need, love,” he sat up to completely take off his black Calvin Klein boxers after removing his fingers from his mouth, throwing the item of clothing on the floor along with the jewellery holding your hair in place.

“Please stop playing and take me,” you bluntly said, and he tilted his head with a smirk at your eagerness.

“How could I refuse such a polite request? Your wish is my command, ma’am,” you jumped on your knees to kiss him again, pressing your hand against his erection. You started rubbing it again, harder this time, feeling the vibrations of moans against your mouth as it twitched around your fingers, Sangyeon making you fall back into the pillows before pulling away.

You rested on your elbows and let out a loud, frustrated whine, “why,” he chuckled, leaning down to get to his wallet that was in his discarded pants. You shyly giggled when you realised he was just being safe.

“You’re going to have it raw another time, love,” he stated as he pulled out a golden pack of a condom, ripping it apart in a matter of seconds while holding it between his teeth, his hungry eyes scanning your body down.

“I can’t believe all of this is going to be mine tonight,” he said, his cock slightly twitching as his gaze fell on the stockings that he 'omitted' to remove while undressing you.

“You better be good and satisfy me if you really want me,” you teased, and he winked at you.

“Say less, beautiful. I’m going to have you scream my name so loud tonight that the neighbouring suites won’t be able to sleep,” he confidently smirked, kissing you again. Sangyeon rolled the condom on his shaft before pushing you back down, fingers going straight to your core.

“Look at you, being all wet and ready for me. I didn’t know you would be this excited and needy to do this with me,” he smeared your wetness around your pussy again with a smirk, thumb lingering and pressing against your clit. Arching your back at the pleasant sensation, you whispered his name and breathed heavily.

Sangyeon gently pressed your pelvis down and aligned his cock with your entrance, eyeing you to have the green light. You instinctively spread your thighs, giving him a better view of your glistening entrance. He pumped his length for a short moment, eyes fixated on your core as he hissed. You nodded, and he grabbed your hip bone with a hand, the other slowly sliding his cock inside you.

Your lower part felt so warm and fulfilled as he slowly pushed it in, pleasantly stretching you out as you moaned loudly, fisting the sheets underneath you. You hadn’t felt this good in a while, it felt so satisfying and relieving, your eyes threatening to roll at the back of your head. His face contorted in pleasure as your walls closed around him, which added fuel to the fire that was growing in your lower abdomen.

“Gosh, you are so fucking tight, it feels so good,” he exhaled as he bottomed out before gently thrusting in and out of you to get you used to his thick cock.

“It’s because I was never fucked properly,” you slurred out, panting, feeling like pushing his buttons for the nth time tonight.

“Let me show you how it’s done, then,” Sangyeon grinned before roughly kissing your lips, tongue sliding in as your words acted like a stimulant to him, excited to pleasure you.

"I'm gonna fuck you so good that you won't ever be able to be pleasured by someone else," he picked up the pace, barely letting you time to adjust to his length and grith, the whimpers of his name increasing in volume and lust. You held onto his shoulders like a lifeline as you messily pressed your lips against his, his thrusts making you feel an insane amount of emotions that you forgot existed.

The man was having a hard time keeping his cool, your face twisted in pleasure, and your nails labouring the skin of his upper back almost already sent him over the edge. His hands wandered around your body, feeling your skin, pinching and teasing your breasts, focusing on the nipples as he remembered your reactions.

Sangyeon was pounding into you like there was no tomorrow, and he wrapped a hand around your throat to prevent you from squirming too much, making sure you stared into his eyes. Loud, raspy moans of his name escaped from your lips, brows furrowing up in pleasure as his dick brushed nonstop against all the spots that made you see stars, the reduction of oxygen increasing your blissful state.

Your previous partners had never managed to make you feel this good, so this unique experience felt relieving and refreshing. As considered many times, you weren’t the problem, you weren’t too complicated to orgasm at all, their actions weren’t good enough to meet your needs and pleasure you.

“S-Sangyeon!” you yelped, his member reaching a sensitive point as he bent forward and sunk deeper into your core, his hand pressing down right above your pussy as he railed his hips harder onto yours.

“You dirty slut. ‘Like it when I fuck you like that? Look at you, you’re taking me so well, it looks like your pretty little cunt was made for my cock,” he praised, and you whimpered, earning a deep, lustful groan from him as your nails grazed against the flesh of his shoulders again.

“Did I already fuck you dumb? Answer me, sweetheart,” he whispered in your ear, and you struggled to answer and keep your eyes open.

“Y-yes S-Sangyeon, you make m-me feel good. S-so good,” you managed to stutter as his hips kept colliding with your thighs at a quick, steady pace, preventing you from forming a complete sentence without stammering.

“Now cum for me, I want to see how stunning you look when you come around my cock. Go for it, Y/N, let go.”

He gave a few more intense, quick thrusts, grinding against you before feeling you clench around him, the surprising tightness making him grunt. He watched his member going in and out of you, the condom shining thanks to your juices. Your screams started getting louder and higher-pitched as he kept going, a sign that you were close to tumbling over the edge. You wrapped your legs around his waist to keep him close to your body, hands going to cup his face before hungrily kissing his lips.

“Yes, baby, stare at me when you cum. Say my name when you cum, say it,” he muttered as he pressed his forehead against yours and grabbed your chin to prevent your head from moving, licking his other hand before going down to roughly rub circles on your clit.

“Sangyeon, Sangyeon, fuck! Yes, fuck, fuck!” his name repeatedly came out of your mouth as you felt butterflies erupting from your stomach, your high finally hitting you like an intense wave of pleasure as his pace never faltered. Your orgasm was so intense that your eyes rolled at the back of your head, making your entire body shake in pleasure, moaning loudly like you never did before.

The view, the sounds, as well as your core harshly convulsing around his cock sent Sangyeon over the edge in the following moment. He steadied himself inside you and emptied his load in the condom as a few groans escaped his mouth, his elbows on each side of your head holding his body up as not to crush you.

You were both heavily breathing, staring into each other’s eyes with a lazy smile as you were coming down from your orgasm. You wrapped an arm around him and heavily sighed, feeling even better with his softening cock lingering in your intimacy. Kissing him on the side of his strong neck, Sangyeon slowly shifted, making you both shudder and groan in overstimulation.

He gently pulled his softened dick out of you, making you moan at the sensation. He groaned while carefully rolling the used condom off his shaft, tying and throwing it in the bin. In the meantime, you slid under the cover and rested against the bedframe, the sheets covering your exhausted body. Sangyeon came back with a warm towel and took great care of you, littering your body with sweet kisses as he damped your skin with the piece of cloth.

“Tomorrow’s going to be tough for us,” you giggled as you read the hour on your phone, indicating three in the morning. Sangyeon smiled and sat down next to you, handing you your undergarments.

“Let’s take the morning off,” he said, and you slightly frowned.

“Isn’t it going to be a bit suspicious? People know that we went together to this event. If they see us arriving together, rumours will burst out,” you said as he joined you under the covers, opening his arms for you to cuddle in, discovering a soft side in your boss that you were glad existed.

“Unless you wanna go to work looking like this,” he mumbled as his fingers delicately caressed the purple marks on your neck with a smile, “let’s take the morning off. We can take the morning off and just relax before going back to work, don’t you think?”

You shyly giggled as Sangyeon pressed his lips on the same spots where he had left hickeys, yet his lips were more soothing than teasing. If he kept this behaviour going, you knew for a fact that tomorrow you wouldn't be resting but redoing what you've just finished.

“Let’s go to sleep, we only have a few hours of peace before going back,” he said, and you nodded, kissing his collarbone before falling asleep, feeling complete.

After a few seconds of silence, he cleared his throat and added, “plus I don’t care about the rumours, I want them to think that you’re mine.”

“Because I am not already yours?” you questioned with a smile, not caring about how exhausted you were. Sangyeon let out a wholehearted chuckle and tenderly caressed the side of your neck, slowly making his way along your jaw, kissing the spot right under your ear.

“You’ll be mine only if you allow me to take you on a brunch date tomorrow.” He smirked, and you melted at his smile, seizing his face between your hands before pressing your lips on his.

“Deal.”

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Day 05 - Sunwoo - Thigh riding

word count: 1602 words (that's where it gets when I correct my fics lol) [⚠]: cocky! badboy!sunwoo, thigh riding, dirty talk, semi-public sex (getting caught), cliche trope a/n: I used too many times 'hands' but I'm just obsessed with them sorry...

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You don’t know how you ended up in this situation, you really don’t, but you weren’t going to complain. You, the top student of your class and school, tutoring the bad boy at the back of the library on a Thursday night. Thank god the library was empty since you were already deep in the night, desperately trying to get him to understand each concept individually.

However, he wasn’t paying attention to a single thing you were telling him. His mind was too clouded with lewd thoughts, too busy wondering what it would be like to have you on top of him, fucking you senseless and have you at his mercy to even listen to a word coming out of your mouth. The only things he was willing to hear were your moans and the whispers of his name when he-

“Sunwoo? For God’s sake, are you even paying attention to me? You idiot,” you exasperatedly said, snapping two fingers in front of him to get his attention, only for his eyes to bore into yours lazily. His chocolate pupils were blown out with something that you deciphered as desire were trying to scan your soul, a slothful smirk growing on his lips.

“Yeah, but not for the right things,” he said, shifting to rest more comfortably in his seat, tongue poking his inner cheek. He was shamelessly staring at your body up and down, his hand falling on his crotch as he was unsuccessful to hide his growing boner. He managed to suppress a moan by pursing his lips, but he couldn’t help how tight his dick felt in his pants.

Your eyes widened and you were starting to feel hot, half-pissed and half-turned on by the situation. You cleared your throat as you stared down at your book, thinking that it’d help you forget what you’ve just witnessed.

But it didn’t.

“What makes you say that I want you?” you said without stuttering, but Sunwoo simply chuckled, crossing his arms on his broad chest. His eyes fell on his knees as he kept smiling, before looking back up, meeting your eyes again.

“The eyes, darling, they never lie. I see the way you’re looking at me with drooping eyes. You want me,” he whispered, and you sent him a death glare, which made him smirk.

“You’re so full of yourself,” you spat.

“Correct,” he nodded with a sly smile, “but I also know that what I’m saying is true,” he added before chuckling a second time, fuelling your annoyance.

You hated to admit it to yourself – because you would never let your thoughts reach Sunwoo’s ears – but he had you weak. Everything about him was sexy and you wanted to feel him everywhere. His lips, biceps, hands, chest, you wanted all of him. As wrong as it was, you wanted him to be yours.

His thighs were the worst, though. They had you the weakest and the horniest. Just the way they were shaped and how hard they flexed when he was on the soccer field – the rare occasions you got dragged to a soccer game by your friends – your mind couldn’t help but wander to lustful, forbidden places.

Internally cursing yourself, you let your eyes ogle at them, which didn’t go unnoticed by Sunwoo. He smirked but didn’t say anything at first, letting you enjoy the view of your future seat.

“Do you want me too?” you mumbled and Sunwoo bit his bottom lip, his fingers motioning you to come to him.

You obediently rose from your seat and Sunwoo’s gaze never left you, not even a single second. His hands decorated with silver jewellery slipped under your skirt to feel your ass and the back of your thighs, playing, and tugging on your panties in the process.

“What kind of idiot would I be to say no to a pretty, smart girl like you?” he mumbled as he kissed your clothed upper stomach, his hands on your waist guiding you on top of his thigh before sliding under your top to feel your skin.

As you rested on top of his thigh, Sunwoo expected a reaction from you as he slowly started rocking you back and forth on top of him, but nothing. Taken aback, he forced you to grind harder on top of him, and your eyelids eventually fluttered shut and you whimpered at the friction. It would’ve been a lie to say that you didn’t feel anything at first but seeing Sunwoo not get what he wanted on the first try turned you on a lot more than it should.

Pushing your panties to the side, Sunwoo’s index- and middle finger brushed against your dampened core just to tease you, smirking as you finally gave in. His thigh felt so good that it was hard for you to refrain yourself from moaning, a wave of embarrassment mixed with lust flooded your veins when you notice a tent forming and growing in his pants.

You could not resist the temptation to feel it. When you weren’t paying attention during class, you always caught yourself wondering how big and long Sunwoo actually was, your mind leading you to lewd places when you should be focusing on everything but the frat boy.

Sunwoo’s head threw back when your hand caressed his dick over his jeans, his arousal growing each second at the pretty sounds you let out while working on making yourself cum on his thigh. His fingers clutched onto your skin, lips latching onto your neck to suck hickeys right under your jaw.

You whine even more and one of Sunwoo’s hands clamped against your mouth, his eyes ordering you to keep quiet as yours rolled at the back of your head. The thrill of doing it with the bad boy and in a forbidden area had you more sensitive than usual, the angle he was making you ride him not helping you in lasting long.

Your upper part was half pressed against him, your breasts almost up to his face, – which he didn’t mind at all – making you grind only the higher part of your core, focusing on your clit. He seemed pretty skilled to know which part felt the best, which didn’t help the ongoing fire in your stomach that threatened to explode and burn your body whole from pleasure.

“Fuck, Woo, it feels so, so good,” you mumbled, and he looked up with his eyebrows slightly raised, his dick twitching in his pants at your withering state.

Hair was all over the place, top tugged down and skirt messily bunched up from him playing around with your clothes to get access to your skin. Blemish and red marks were starting to appear on your neck and ass since you let him explore your skin and spank it, just to tease and arouse you the furthest.

With your hands gripping his shoulders, you kept on rocking your hips back and forth, biting your bottom lip to the point of tasting blood at how good the roughness of his jeans felt against your core. The librarian was somewhere in the library, and you didn’t want to get kicked out for this type of thing, even if, deep down, you wished that someone would catch you during the act.

Sunwoo sporadically flexed his thigh, feeling the strength of his muscle when it grounded against your core, the enjoyable flames of your orgasm starting to burn more in your stomach, feeling close.

“I’m- I’m gonna come,” you whispered as you wrapped your arms around his neck, thighs starting to get sore at the position, your mouth barely touching his. The library section was filled with rushed breaths and quiet moans, Sunwoo’s low voice whispering dirty things in your ear.

“My thigh feels good, uh? You like how muscular it is, don’t you? Come on pretty darling, make yourself come on my thigh like the horny slut you are.”

The degrading nickname and his deep voice made your stomach churn in pleasure, and it unleashed your high, your arms around his neck squeezing him tight on your chest, Sunwoo not wasting a second to seize a nipple between his teeth through your top. Your whole body started trembling as it was one of the most intense orgasms you’ve ever felt, Sunwoo helping you ride your high by flexing his muscles irregularly. Your hips jolted in pleasure as you tried to keep your moans as quiet as possible, which was close to being unachievable.

Out of breath, you glanced at him, who was looking at you with his bottom lip tugged in between his teeth, his cock still rock hard in his pants as a sly smile formed on his lips. He was about to go kiss your neck, but an old, trembling voice interrupted you both.

“Mister Troublemaker and Miss Y/N! What are you doing still here, doing everything but studying? Get out of my library now and do not come back unless you want me to notify the president!” the librarian raised her voice as her finger pointed towards the exit, barely leaving you time to pack your things.

“Kids those days,” she muttered as you hurried past her while giggling, the adrenaline of being caught making you feel another type of high. You probably forgot and lost half of your stuff in the library and looked like a mess, but you didn’t care.

With a smile, Sunwoo grabbed your hand in the corridor and dragged you to go to his car. He knows that he left his notebook back there, but one thing he was sure to have was your panties well secured in his pocket.

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day 19 - younghoon - size kink

word count: 4000 😎 [⚠️]: size kink (obvs), dirty talk, use of pet names (kinda soft degrading ones) oral (f receiving), oral fixation, sex against the wall, younghoon has a monster cock (I'm sure he does.) thigh riding, creampie (be safe everyone!), aftercare a/n: i absolutely hate it, this is so cringe... ok bye 🤡

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A sigh escaped from your lips as your eyes scanned the page of the book resting on its holder in front of you, the words barely making any sense as exhaustion was slowly messing up your senses. Stifling a yawn, you blinked away the tiredness from your pupils and sighed more deeply, ears perking as someone walked through the door.

“Y/N?” you heard the deep voice of Younghoon bounce on the corridor walls, and a smile grew on your face, feeling a wave of comfort and relief as you were no longer alone in your apartment. Even if you felt at home in this small cocoon filled with love, it was always best to be together.

“I’m in the bedroom, Hoonie!” you excitedly raised your voice for him to hear you through the closed door that separated you two, your heart jumping in your chest in excitement as you heard footsteps coming closer.

Younghoon knocked three times before pushing the door open, his eyes turning into crescent moons as he saw you. Jumping from your seat, you rushed in his arms, and he giggled at your delight.

“Darling, we last saw each other this morning, why do you act like it’s been months?” he chuckled, and you looked up at him, almost craning your neck, his arms encircled around your frame. His dark chocolate eyes held so much love for you, it was challenging not to get lost in them.

Bending down, Younghoon nestled his nose in your hair and hummed the fragrance that he loved, his arms hugging you closer against his body, happily kissing the crown of your head before pulling away.

Hoisting yourself on your tiptoes to wrap your arms around his neck, Younghoon’s hands held onto your forearms as you got lost into each other’s eyes. He lowered his head to rub his nose against yours, lips connecting right after.

His large hands progressed down your body till they rested on the small of your back, pressing you close to him. They then started riding the shape of your ass before coming under your thighs, his whole body lowering to get easier access to yours.

“Jump,” he murmured against your lips, and you immediately obeyed, Younghoon carrying you like it was nothing. Your legs wrapped around his middle, your chest pressing against his as your hands gripped onto his broad shoulders. You sighed into the kiss as one of his palm supported your bum, the other caressing your spine up and down, awakening goosebumps in your entire body.

“I love you so much,” he muttered those words before pressing his forehead against yours, eyes looking deep into your soul. You closed your eyes. and they rolled at the back of your head as his deep voice reached sent shivers in the most sensitive parts of your body. You always found it crazy how much power he had on your emotions and reactions.

“I love you too, Hoonie,” you answered, and he readjusted your body in his hold, now both of his hands on your ass, holding you up. You adored the feeling of being pressed against his larger frame, your hands travelling from his shoulders down to his biceps to squeeze them, your fingers barely able to wrap themselves around his muscles.

As much as Younghoon was gazing at you like a predator hunting its prey, you felt safe. Being caged in his arms and feeling his heartbeat against yours stirred something inside you, something that you couldn’t ignore. You couldn’t tell if it was love or lust, but it was there, and it needed to come out in some way. You didn’t care how, but you needed to externalise your wants.

“I need you,” you both whispered in unison, and you giggled, but it was shortened as Younghoon’s mouth pressed against your jaw, slowly making its way down to your neck. Your mouth fell slack as he sucked right on the muscle of your neck up to your earlobe, which was no longer an unknown spot for Younghoon. He knew how much it ruined you to have him leaving love bites in this area, his tongue soothing the hickeys as soon as they were starting to appear.

His mouth still latched onto your skin, your back soon hit the sheets, Younghoon now resting on top of you.

“A-Ah, Hoonie, that feels good,” you mumbled, and you felt him grin against your skin, his slender hand tugging on your top to reveal your collarbone and the beginning of the valley separating it from your chest. “Does it, darling?” he questioned, and you nodded with a soft, needy hum, your hands coming up in his hair and tugging on a few strands.

With his hands on each side of your head, he stared down at you with his chain dangling in front of your eyes. You enclosed your fingers around it and admired the material and how sexy it looked around his neck. He grunted when you tugged on it to press your lips on his, trying to assert dominance as your tongues were dancing together.

“M-More,” you timidly mumbled, hands grabbing the hem of his t-shirt, and he chuckled, sitting on his knees to remove it. “More? You want more?” You vividly nodded as he questioned again, your answer satisfying him to the max. Your mouth salivated at the sight of his slim yet muscular torso, resisting the urge to touch him. “Let me give you more, then.” You didn’t have time to think his words too much that he sank back on your mouth, making it dance with his the sexiest salsa you’ve ever witnessed.

Arms and legs locking around his body, Younghoon took the hint and rested on his knees, sitting on his heels. His hands were in your back again, caressing your skin under one of his worn-out t-shirts you were wearing at night. Warmth spread to Younghoon’s chest and his cock when he noticed how long it looked on you when he could barely fit in it now.

You whimpered against his mouth when you felt the tent poking your intimate parts, his hands holding your side pushing you down on it. You both lewdly groaned, pulling away from the kiss, your nose touching as you both heavily caught your breath.

Thickly swallowing, your eyelids fluttered with heavy lust as you struggled to keep them open, the silence of the bedroom announcing what was about to start.

Younghoon’s kisses were becoming needier, more savage, his intentions were now as clear as glass. Removing your top in one go, you found yourself half-naked in front of your boyfriend in a matter of seconds, your lack of bra making your nipples stand up straight at the adrenaline and the sudden contact with the ambient air of the bedroom. One of his arms wrapped around your middle as the other held the base of your neck, fingers spread up to the back of your head as he kept kissing you. His frame never failed to make you feel so petite yet safe around him, a rush of love flooding your veins at each time you witnessed him shirtless.

Whining against his mouth, you started grinding your hips against his, your clothed core grazing against the roughness of his jeans that was covering his growing boner. A small grunt escaped from your lover’s lips, and you held onto his shoulders, the pleasure shooting right through your clit as you stared deep into each other’s eyes, yours threatening to roll back as you were slowly finding the right spot to put pressure on.

“Keep riding my thigh, babe, you look so sexy,” he mumbled, and you whined when his hands left your back to come and hold your hips, using his strength to manoeuvre you as he pleased. “Younghoon, please,” you breathily begged, lips pursing as you were trying to silence a moan. “Open your mouth, babe,” he commanded, shoving two slender fingers in your mouth, pressing on your tongue. You were startled by the gesture, so a choke of surprise erupted from the back of your throat, but you didn’t dare to disobey and stop moaning. Seizing his hand with yours, you closed your mouth around his digits and let your tongue make out with them as you kept grinding against your boyfriend.

Younghoon’s dick hardened at the sight of you sucking on his fingers, soon releasing them in a loud pop and a proud smile. Smirking, he used those same fingers to play with your nipples, allowing a chain of moans paired with his name to fall from your mouth.

“It feels good, am I right, pretty darling?” he looked up at you as he kept teasing your sensitive buds, loving to witness every single of your reactions. You were no longer holding back, unleashing your true fucked out state and sounds, sending a rush of lust straight to his manhood.

“S-So good Y-Younghoon,” you strived to mumble, and he loved to see you ruined by his touch, eager to see how much of a goddess you’ll look falling apart on his cock.

Pushing you back onto the mattress, he tugged on your sweatpants, knuckles seizing your panties on the way, discovering a wet patch inside them as he was about to throw them on the floor.

“Riding my thigh for barely five minutes had you this wet? Cute,” he said in a mocking tone, showing you the darkened inside of your panties as you hid your face in your palms, thighs embarrassingly closing on your core.

“Younghoon, stop teasing,” you complained, and he giggled, removing your hands and pinning them above your head, latching his mouth on one of your nipples as his free hand started teasing and playing with your clit. You mewled, and your hips bucked against his hand, Younghoon looking at you with a smirk at your reaction. You felt embarrassingly shy, so small under his intense gaze that you couldn’t help but feel another rush of warmth travelling to your core, making you a bit wetter. Your boyfriend felt it and seized the nipple in between his teeth before gently tugging on it, your whole body shaking under him.

“You’re so reactive to my touch, it’s cute,” you whined louder, which made him laugh, grabbing him by the back of the head to sink him in your neck, preventing him from seeing you this embarrassed. “Stoooop,” you cried as he resisted, his eyes lingering on your flustered, shy face. “Want to use the safe word?” he asked, and you shook your head, caressing his arms up and down. “Then I’m continuing,” he smirked and grabbed your wrists to rest you up on your elbows, wrapping your legs around his head as his tongue licked a long stripe up to your clit.

A loud, needy moan erupted from your mouth, throwing your head back as his fingers came to play with your other nipple, the pad of his digits sending waves of electricity to your throbbing core.

Younghoon’s view was the best. He could witness your entire body reacting to his performances, admiring your pretty fucked out state as you were struggling to breathe. Dark purples marks were starting to appear on the upper part of your body, the aftermath of the make-out session you just had before.

“I’ll never get tired of how good you taste, angel,” he mumbled against your core, soon going back to his make-out session with your clit. His tongue was swirling and sucking on it, leaving you a panting mess at how amazing it felt. Your thighs were trembling around his head, and it made him smirk, he was so thrilled to see what would happen next.

Jaw falling slack, you let out a loud, needy moan, followed by profanities and your boyfriend’s name once he inserted his middle finger, his silver ring coated by your juices, the coldness of the metal sending a wave of pleasure through your spine.

“A-Ah, Younghoon! I’m gonna cum soon,” you breathed, clenching around his finger as you looked down, your hand flying to his hair and tugging him closer to your core. His tongue hungrily lapped at your entrance as his nose nudged your clit at each of his movements, making you shudder. His free hand stilled your thigh as you were trying to grind against his face, shooting you a stern look from between your legs.

“Stay still,” he ordered, and you needily whined, your back arching off the bed as he inserted a second finger, prepping you for his cock. He curled them just right, triggering your g-spot and making you mewl out of pleasure at each movement.

“C-Can I cum, p-please! I can’t h-hold it anymore,” you whispered, and he removed his mouth from your clit, his fingers still avidly pumping inside you, smirking at each clench of your core around them.

“Let me see how pretty you look when you cum, baby,” he said, and you let go of everything, offering a show without intending it.

Moans were accompanying the squelching sounds of his fingers pushing the wetness in and out of your core, picking up the pace to see your back arch further off the bed. Feeling a bit impish, he licked the pad of his thumb and traced rapid circles on your clit, making your cries of pleasure increase in volume and your juices transform in torrents.

His fingers were fucking you numb, making you see stars. The only thing you could do was scream his name and get swamped in the tidal waves of pleasure Younghoon was providing you. Your lower abdomen was blazing in lust and euphoria, the feeling of his fingers continuing to tease your g-spot after reaching your high made your legs shake violently.

It was the most intense orgasms you’ve had in a while, and you were overwhelmed by the intensity of it. Once you came back to your senses, panting as if you had just run a marathon, you weakly looked down, only to see your boyfriend lick his fingers clean, his light grey underwear stained with precum.

“Oh my god, Younghoon,” you moaned, and he arched a brow with a smile. “In need of the safe word?” he suggested, and you sat up, gathering enough strength to push him on his back, straddling him. “Fuck the safe word,” you mumbled and hungrily kissed his lips, Younghoon immediately responding to it, shoving his tongue in your mouth and sucking on your upper lip.

“Look at my pretty baby trying to have the upper hand,” he said as he pulled away from your lips, sitting up to rest against the bedframe. He tore his underwear from his crotch, and his dick sprung free, the tip leaking with precum. You wanted to suck it right here right now, but Younghoon was quick to get in charge, grabbing you to have your slit hover above his length. He gave it a few pumps and held you by the waist, his tip teasing your entrance.

“Look at me, pretty,” he mumbled, and you did, your eyes rolling at the back of your head as he slowly pushed his dick inside you, kissing where your heart hammered in your chest.

“God, you’re so fucking tight, darling,” he grunted as he felt your core clench around him, just like it did with his fingers, but he could fully feel it this time. “Fuck, Younghoon,” you mumbled in a breath as you pressed his head closer to your chest, your fingers fisting his tousled hair from your previous pulling. “You look so pretty like that, all struggling not to fall apart around my cock,” you moaned and clenched hard around him as he kept sliding his shaft bits by bits inside you, almost wondering if he was going to reach your stomach at some point.

“You’re so big,” you whined, and he smirked, giving a small, sharp thrust at the compliment. He chuckled, and his smile grew wider and needier when your eyes grew wide, his dick now bottomed out inside you. “I know I am, but see, you pretty cunt can take all of me. You’re such a good girl,” he softly said as he pushed some strands of hair away from your eyes, which were glossy with tears of pleasure, the sight making Younghoon twitch inside you.

You whined, and he held your sides, slightly lifting you before slamming you down on his cock. You moaned so loudly that you were now sure that the whole neighbourhood knew what was happening in your bedroom, expecting a noise complaint in your mailbox tomorrow morning.

He kept doing that a few times, and you were getting weaker, slowly falling apart around his length and girth. Younghoon enjoyed every second of it, this beautiful sight helping him to get closer to his high. Your core was throbbing around his length and he loved the tightness of it, enhancing the height difference that was happening between you two.

Younghoon soon shifted from his seated position to make you rest on the mattress, picking up the tempo. Messily kissing your lips, it was hard for you to keep up with the rhythm, your boyfriend now pounding inside you at a rapid pace, his actions making you see stars.

“Oh my fucking god,” each of your words was interrupted by a thrust, your strangled voice intensifying as Younghoon’s hand wrapped around your throat, applying pressure to the sides. “You like that, little slut? You like it when I fuck your small cunt like this?” he said, and you nodded, too engrossed in the pleasure to be able to answer. Younghoon saw it and smirked, proud to fuck you dumb, his hand going down to tease your clit, just like he did a few minutes ago. Your eyes were heavy with lust, and he loved to see you struggle to keep them open, tears of pleasure rolling away in your hair. He wiped them from your face and kissed your lips, your hands going to his neck to keep him close, soon descending in his upper back, scratching his skin to release the pleasure.

“Younghoon-” "Fuck, keep doing that,” he requested in a grunt against your lips, and you let your nails plough his warm skin, following his shoulder blades as your brows furrowed up in bliss. Younghoon moaned as the pain was shifting into pleasure, your hands tugging on the hair at the back of his head as he was still thrusting inside your sensitive core.

Your eyes shot wide open when you felt him stop out of nowhere, wrapping your legs and arms around him, lifting you off the bed. It took him a second to scan the bedroom and walk around the bed. Your back harshly came in contact with the wall behind you, slightly knocking the air out of your lungs, Younghoon’s hand at the back of your head attenuating the shock. His dick slid deeper inside you and started thrusting again, your high that slowly started to fade away rushing back at great speed.

Your ass hit the wall at each thrust, feeling like his cock reached even deeper at the new angle, now fully hitting your womb. Your hands clutched his shoulders like they were your lifeline, your nails scratching his sweaty skin, making him groan.

“I-I’m close, Hoonie,” you airily mumbled, and he kissed your neck, teeth nibbling and teasing the skin, making your mouth open wider as moans never stopped falling from your bruised lips, head spinning with pleasure. Him tossing you around the bedroom like a ragdoll had you more sensitive than ever, your lower abdomen deliciously burning, the tight knot ready to snap anytime soon.

“I’m almost there love, be patient,” he whispered as he kept thrusting, picking up the pace, lowering his head to kiss your breasts, alternating between sucking each nipple, his grunts against your sensitive buds sending shivers in your body.

“Ahh, fuck Y/N. Keep clenching around my cock, just like that. I’m going to fill that pretty little cunt with my cum, you would like that, my little whore, am I right? Of course, you’d like that, look at how needy you look for my cock and my cum,” he said as he adjusted his grip on your legs, holding your ass up and apart for his cock to graze around your tight, velvety walls better, your clit throbbing at his dirty talk.

“Fuck, Younghoon!” your whole body froze as you reached your second orgasm, an avalanche of pleasure and relief washing over you. You clenched hard around your boyfriend’s cock, stars and tears getting your vision blurry as a mix of moans and whimpers were cascading off your lips.

Your clenching had Younghoon’s legs weakening. Holding you tight against him as you fully rode your orgasm, whole body trembling, he sat on the edge of the bed and moved your hips back and forth, trying to reach his high as well.

“Yeah just like that, just like that- Y/N, baby, fuck!” Younghoon blabbered as his orgasm hit him like a freight train, his arms wrapping tightly around your figure, nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck as he shot his seeds deep inside your core.

The sensation of getting filled up had you gasping, the foreign feeling making you tremble and experience a half-orgasm, your walls constricting impossibly harder around his shaft to milk him. You were both insanely panting and moaning, Younghoon throwing his head back as cumming inside you had him seeing stars as well. His fucked out expression was making you sensitive, loving how handsome and sexy he looked with scrunched-up brows and his mouth slightly ajar, strands of hair sticking to his sweaty forehead, pearls of sweat falling on his face as you pushed them away from his eyes.

“God, babe,” you whispered, and Younghoon’s eyes were lazy yet filled with love when they met yours, his mouth stretching in a tired smile. “I’m sorry, I didn’t even ask if I could finish inside you,” he mumbled in an apologetic voice, and you smiled at him. “It’s okay Hoonie, I loved it,” you said as you cupped his face, leaving a delicate kiss on his warm lips. He lazily returned it before resting on his back, soon joining him by laying on his chest with his cock still buried inside your core, feeling his release starting to gush out of you.

“Let’s get cleaned up before sleeping,” you suggested, and he hummed, caressing your back up and down as your head followed his chest heaving up and down. You smiled at the soft gesture, limbs and eyelids feeling heavy, ready to stay in this position and fall asleep.

You passed out till you felt Younghoon move under you, slowly removing himself now that his dick had softened. You whined as emptiness settled in your body, your boyfriend gently sliding you from his chest to get up and grab something to clean you up.

Something felt warm and damp rubbing your core as you constantly went in and out of sleep while Younghoon was cleaning you up with a gentle smile on his face. He cleaned your entire body, rubbing your legs and arms until he was content, kissing your forehead and offering you a smile.

“I ran us a bath, do you want to come with me?” you weakly nodded and softly opened your eyes, tiredly looking at your boyfriend. His eyes tenderly looked at you, his large hand cradling your cheek. “Mmh, I’m hungry, though,” you mumbled, which made him chuckle, caressing your cheekbone. “I ordered your favourite takeout two minutes ago, we have enough time to take a bath until it arrives. Come on,” he said and carried you in his arms, humming in pleasure as the warm, scented water embraced your body in a warm hug, making you even more sleepy when Younghoon slid underneath your petite figure.

“I got you, babe, rest well.”

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day 17 - sangyeon - daddy kink

word count: 4077 words [⚠️]: daddy kink, ceo!sangyeon, dirty talk, creampie, fingering (f receiving), slight oral fixation, -very- slight exhibitionism, fluffy ending a/n: the more i read it the more i find it absolute trash but i still kinda love it </3 this is also the perfect cocktail to make me fall apart lol

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Passing the security system of the company entrance, you made your way to the elevators, joining some employees as if you were some of them. No one paid attention to your presence, everyone discussing topics related to their work. Some sounded angry, others desperate, but it wasn’t your job to listen and coach them. While listening to them, you disagreed with them in your mind at their way to approach the problem or solving an issue. You didn’t have time to follow their discussions anymore as they all left the elevator on the same floor, leaving you alone with your thoughts in the metallic cage.

You pressed the closing-doors button again and felt yourself ascend to the highest floors. Your boyfriend of seven months must be working hard in his office, as he was one of the headmasters of the company, and you were excited to see him.

*Flashback*

You had met randomly at a pub, you were hanging out with your friends while he was on a business meeting with foreigners. He was so handsome that his charms didn’t leave you indifferent, your friends catching you staring at his table a few times, nudging you in the ribs to get your attention back to them.

As if faith wanted your paths to cross, a sudden urge to go to the bathroom washed over your body, not able to resist any longer. You stood up and walked past his table, but you didn’t see each other. He visibly seemed in the middle of a conversation with his colleague, the latter shoving his phone in his pants pocket, walking backwards, keeping the conversation with him, not noticing you walking behind.

You thickly swallowed as you muttered a quick apology, his hand on your shoulder as the other was on your waist to prevent you from tumbling.

“Are you okay? I’m sorry, I didn’t see you,” he worryingly muttered, and you offered him a smile, assuring him that you were okay, and you rushed to the restroom.

Your cheeks were burning hot as you could still feel his warm palms on your thinly-clad body, fanning your face with your hands in an attempt to cool you down. His voice was so low, and he smelt so good, so manly, getting intoxicated by him, only talking to him for a quick second.

You exchanged a quick smile when you exited the restroom since his seat was directed towards where you had disappeared, your efforts of cooling yourself just ruined by a mere stretch of his lips.

When you got back to your table, your friends wouldn’t let you down, constantly teasing you about your state and how you should ask him out and start dating him, some of them already organising a wedding. You tried to shush them, not wanting their table to hear them and ruin his business deal as they were eating not too far from yours.

When it was time for your group to leave, they all left while you were waiting for a taxi. You stood to the side, a few metres away from the door, when you heard it swing open, formal English and Korean words exchanged as you glanced to the side, their iron-grip handshakes impressing you, your hand twitching in your coat pocket at how hurtful it must feel.

Silence surrounded you as they were now gone, allowing you to exhale. Your cheeks still felt warm, and you cursed your shyness and the cold for that. Come on Y/N, it was just a hot dude apologising for bumping on your shoulder, it wasn’t as if he had asked you to be his partner in front of the whole restaurant.

Someone cleared their throat next to you, and you looked to your left, discovering him. Your mouth opened slightly as your heart skipped a beat, but nothing came out, quickly turning your astonishment into a shy smile.

The man smiled in return, and your heart melted, loving how genuine he looked with his eyes forming crescent moons and how red the tip of his ears quickly turned.

“Ah, business deals are never easy,” he prudently engaged the conversation, and you briefly looked at him before your feet, trying to think of a smart answer.

“Yeah, they can be tough sometimes. From what I saw, you made it look very easy,” you chuckled. His eyebrows raised, heart skipping a beat at your compliment.

“I truly hope they share your opinion,” he started before lifting his arm in the air, hailing a taxi. The orange car stopped at your level, and he opened the door, telling the driver to wait for a second.

“It might sound very rushed and abrupt but- may I ask for your number, please? I found you pretty cute and… I wanna get to know you better,” he said, and you take in a deep breath, feeling like fainting, hastily taking your phone from your coat pocket.

After giving it to him, he slid one of his business cards in your palm and politely gestured you to get into the cab, closing the door once you were comfortably seated.

“Stay safe,” he mouthed with a smile, and you nodded, the car departing before you could say anything back. You excitedly held the business card between your hands, mindlessly telling the driver your address when he asked for it.

That night, to say the least, you went to sleep with butterflies dancing in your stomach.

And dates after dates, you eventually accepted his request of being your partner. Everything went well, he was a busy man but always managed to make some room in his schedule to spend some time with you, taking every opportunity to have a romantic gesture towards you.

Sangyeon was mad in love with you, so much that it scared him. It was the first time he was ready to do anything his partner said or asked for, no matter how big it was. You had him whipped for you without even trying, anything about you made him fall in love hard.

But, as mentioned earlier, he was a busy man. And busy man also translates to loneliness and abstinence. It has been a while since Sangyeon didn’t have a partner, - not wanting to visit the red-light district as some of his older associates did – and he was a needy man. Your innocence and the pureness of your relationship were driving him crazy, and tonight, as you knocked on the wooden door of his office, it was the last straw. It would mark the end of over a year of abstinence, he needed to relieve himself.

*End of flashback*

You were surprised – and a bit disappointed – to be welcomed by an angry Sangyeon when you opened the door. He didn’t smile as he used to when you appeared in front of him. No, he didn’t even look at you when your heels clicked on the clean marble floor, eyes glued to the report he had on his desk.

“H-Hi darling,” you dared to whisper after closing the door, and he briefly looked up, grunting something that resembled ‘hello’, immediately shifting his attention back to the papers.

“What do you want?” he suddenly asked, making you flinch from your spot on the couch near the door as you waited for him to come and hug you like he always did. He dramatically pushed the pile of papers away from him, standing up to take a look at the city laying under his eyes, trying to calm himself. His hands were stuffed in his pants pockets, his broad back heaving up and down in anger.

“I just came to give you some takeout food and water, but since you look busy, I can come later,” you shyly said with a hint of disappointment laced in your voice.

You stood up, placing the paper bag on his desk, careful not to move anything, not wanting to anger him further. He sighed and turned around as you were about to leave, catching your hands in his before you could make another movement.

“I’m sorry, love, I didn’t mean to be this aggressive. I have a case that annoys me, and, I can’t lie, it stresses me out because it’s a huge deal with some western countries. I don’t know why I talked to you that way, I’m sorry,” he apologised, and you offered him a gentle smile, replacing the strands of hair falling from his eyes on top of the other, the wax in his hair holding them in place.

“It’s okay, babe. You are forgiven. Tell me what’s wrong, maybe I can help?” you whispered in a light voice, mouth stretching in an honest smile as your hand fell on his cheek.

His eyes momentarily fell on your lips before coming back up, Sangyeon sighing. He seemed confused, battling with his thoughts, looking for the right thing to say, and he finally spoke after a few minutes of complete silence.

“Yeah this deal annoys me, but the fact that it takes my entire time pisses me off. I can’t spend evenings with you, I’m always exhausted when I get home, I can’t touch you, I can’t hug you, I can’t pleasure you, I can’t-“

“Okay, okay, Sangyeon. Breathe,” you giggled, face heating up at his last words. He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against yours. It was a bad idea, because when he reopened his eyes, they immediately fell on your chest, the sight not helping with his pent-up frustration.

“Come here, baby girl,” he said, grabbing your hand before settling himself in his leather seat. He pulled you on his lap and pushed your hair away from your neck, mouth littering your skin with open-mouthed kisses.

You gasped at the sudden feeling, and your fist clutched onto his white shirt, trying not to lose your balance.

“I’m sorry to make it our first time together in my office, but I need you, darling, I really do,” he whispered in the shell of your ear, making a wave of shiver run down your spine.

“R-right now?” you panickily said, eyes glued to the door, ready to remove yourself off your boyfriend if you heard some knocks.

“Relax, darling, everybody left at this hour,” he said, but you shook your head, not convinced by his argument at all.

“I saw your secretary m-making photocopies in the open space, she-she’s gonna hear us down the hall, Sangyeon,” you mumbled, and he chuckled, his hand landing on your thigh.

“Let her,” he said, and you gulped, Sangyeon tapping your lap, ordering you to stand up so he could lift your skirt.

His hands slid under the fabric and gently massaged your upper thigh, fingers getting progressively closer to your core. You clenched around nothing as his palm was now cupping your mound, a needy whimper slipping from your pursed lips.

“You’re so wet for me already, babygirl, all excited for me,” he smirked as his other hand kneaded the flesh of your ass, his touch sending a bolt of electricity through your veins.

He seized your hips and gently pushed you to rest your front side on his desk, your underwear now pooling at your feet as Sangyeon’s hands worked up your legs, hungrily palpating them. Your skirt was folded on itself to let him have a good view of your butt, his fingers sliding between your slick folds, your breathy mewls going straight to his cock.

“How many times do you think you can cum for Daddy?” he whispered and smirked as you clenched at his appellation, knowing that you’d love it. “I-I don’t know,” you whispered, and he slapped your ass, making you lurch forward and clench again. “Answer,” he said again, your breathing patterns being unsteady at lust was taking over your brain. “T-Twice?” you said and closed your eyes, knowing that your wavering answer will result in another slap.

And it did. His palm collided with your plush skin, making you whine, your knees weakening at his rough manners. His fingers gripped on the flesh, his teeth grazing against it, making you whine in slight pain.

“Daddy,” you mumbled, and he wrapped his arms around your thighs, sitting your naked core on the fabric of his office pants. “What, babygirl?” he susurrated in your ear, and you fisted his white office shirt again as his hand wandered under your skirt, in between your legs, pleasantly caressing your most sensitive area. “I-I need you, ngh! I need you so bad,” you squealed as his fingers teased and played with your clit, drawing circles, and applying pressure on it. His grip on your waist was steel-like, it was probably going to leave marks on your skin for a few days, but his strength made your core throb with need.

“What do you want from Daddy? Daddy’s mouth? Daddy’s cock, hm? What would make you cum the hardest, love?” you whined in pleasure at his word, your core clenching around nothing as you rocked your hips to try and get some friction.

“Y-Your mouth, Daddy,” you mumbled, and he smirked, his cock twitching in his pants at how wrecked and dishevelled you were, thank his words and touch. He loved the power he had on your body, how reactive you were at the mere feeling of his skin on yours.

“Be a good girl and spread your legs for me, baby,” he whispered in your ear, his hand caressing the roundness of your ass before spanking it, forcing your legs to move apart. A low whine erupted from your pursed lips, and you squirmed, body trembling at how aroused you were.

Sangyeon’s fingers rubbed through your folds a second time, your body lurching forward as he inserted a finger inside you. He set a rapid pace for his digit, a squelching sound already bouncing on the walls of his spacious office. Your hands wrapped around the edge of his desk, palms rubbing against the sanded, large chunk of wood he used to work on every day. It felt hard against your sensitive nipples poking through your shirt, but it created such a delicious feeling that you couldn’t bring your voice up to complain.

Sangyeon’s name slipped from your lips as he inserted another finger, realising too late that you had miscalled him when his palm collided with your bum again, harder this time.

“What’s my name, baby girl?” he grunted as his fingers pumped faster. Your lips trembled as you couldn’t think straight, pleasure clouding your minds. They were so deep inside your core that you could feel the coldness of his ring on his middle finger tease the rim of your warm, dripping entrance. “D-Daddy,” you muttered, and he curled his digits inwards, creating a sinful squelching sound and wresting a needy moan from your throat, burning your larynx as it caught you by surprise. “Be careful, darling, or I won’t let you cum,” he whispered as you clutched on the desk harder, your joints turning white as the pleasure was getting too intense.

Sangyeon was an experienced man; he knew how to please you and probably how to make you scream his name. You’ve had a few make-out sessions by the past, and they have always left you craving for his lips and his hands on you, yet not still being able to get over a fear that seemed to have disappeared suddenly, considering the position you currently were in.

“Da-Daddy, please,” you airily begged, core repeatedly clenching around his digits. You couldn’t see it, but he smirked as he felt that, getting cocky and turned on by how beautiful and angelic you looked while being destroyed by his fingers.

“Do you wanna cum?” his free hand pushed a strand of hair away from your face, eyes connecting with his for a quick second. You vigorously nodded and hummed, your laboured breaths and eyes shut in pleasure fuelling Sangyeon’s ego.

“Let go, baby,” he mumbled, and you didn’t need much for his fingers to send you over the edge. Your whole body froze in place as pleasure submerged you, legs shaking and close to giving out under the overwhelming sensation Sangyeon was making you go through.

“Good girl, good girl,” he mumbled in a low, praising voice, making your stomach do somersaults as pleasure was flooding your entire being, his fingers resuming pumping inside you.

It was the first time Sangyeon had made you cum, and it was a sight he wanted to see every single day, if not a few times per day. You looked breath-taking falling to pieces under the pace and expertise of his digits, he could only wonder how incredible you’d look with him balls deep inside you.

He didn’t waste another second, turning and lifting you to rest your pretty ass on his desk. Your bum messily folded some papers, but it didn’t matter to your boyfriend. He could still ask his secretary to do more photocopies later in the week.

Tugging your blouse down, it messily dangled off your shoulders, letting your bra strap and collarbone appear to the hungry eyes of your man. He was holding so much love and desire in his gaze, it was hard not to get shy and look away.

“Can you make a promise to Daddy?” he asked, his forefinger and thumb holding your chin to make you look at him. Silently nodding, you patiently waited for him to speak again.

“Make sure to look at me in the eyes when you cum around my cock,” he whispered against your lips before linking them with his, hand sneaking to the side of your neck, caressing your skin with the pad of his thumb.

His mouth trailed lower to land on your collarbone, teeth grazing and mouth sucking on the thin skin surrounding it, leaving a purple mark on his way. You whined as it would be visible if you wore a dress, Sangyeon having a smug smile decorating his pretty, saliva-coated lips.

Maintaining eye contact, he fumbled with his belt, loosening it before tugging on it, making it slide off the loops. Holding it between his fingers, he slightly shook it in front of your eyes with a smirk.

“If you misbehave, you know what I’m gonna do with it,” he whispered, and you swallowed thickly, obediently nodding. He unbuttoned his pants and his underwear, your hands twitching as you resisted the urge to wrap them around his cock. It was hard and leaking with precum, not knowing if you craved more to have it inside you or your mouth. You wouldn’t mind both, but you both knew that the blowjob could wait.

He bunched up the rest of your skirt at your waist, smirking at the sight of your wet, slick folds, agonisingly waiting for his shaft to rub against them deliciously.

“Daddy, I beg you, please put it in,” you whined, and you saw it twitch at your words, Sangyeon grunting as he held the base tightly.

“So pretty and obedient, how could I say no,” he said before capturing your lips in a needy kiss, again, tongues dancing together as he tapped the tip of his cock against your clit. Your hands flew around his neck, tugging on the short hair at the back of his head as it felt electric.

You interrupted the kiss and threw your head back when he eased the tip inside you, slowly pushing inside you as his eyes never left your face, savouring each of your reactions. He trailed hungry kisses up your neck, loving how you were now fisting his hair, trying not to be too loud.

Once he bottomed out, you were both panting, already so close to cumming. He rested his forehead against yours and cupped your breasts, toying with your nipples on top of your silk blouse. It felt cold but so marvellous, you couldn’t help but let your eyes roll at the back of your head. It was the same moment Sangyeon chose to start thrusting, the tip of his dick already triggering your g-spot, the angle allowing him to reach deeper. He was long and thick, reaching the deepest part of your core, almost teasing the womb.

“Faster, Daddy, please,” you begged as you placed your palms on the desk, your legs starting to feel numb as they dangled off the desk. He smirked before twirling a strand of his around his finger. “Your wish is my command, darling,” he held onto your waist as he picked up the pace, the amount of pleasure getting overwhelming to you, making it impossible to keep quiet. At this point, even if you were shy, you didn’t care if anyone was listening. You were too lost in the moment to care about anything happening outside this chamber of lust.

You locked your heels in the small of his back, your red pair of Louboutin dangling off your feet.

“Baby girl, you feel so good, all warm and wet for Daddy,” he stroked your cheekbone with his thumb, digit trailing to your mouth where he pressed on your bottom lip. You immediately took the hint and started sucking on it, feeling his dick jerk inside you, making you squirm in utter desire.

His free hand caressed down your body, dawdling on your clit and rubbing tight circles on it. You clenched once, twice, making Sangyeon grunt and pick up the pace, his balls hitting your soft skin at each thrust. Whimpering around his thumb, your face fell into a state of excitement and anticipation, your eyes opening wide as if to tell him that you were close.

“Daddy’s so close. Are you going to take Daddy’s cum like the pretty obedient girl you are? Do you want Daddy to fill you up to the brim, risking getting pregnant? Just for me?” he asked, and you nodded with wide-opened eyes, just as excited as him to reach your high. You’re so close to reaching your second high of the night, still pretty sensitive of the first one. Sangyeon can feel it by the way you’re clenching around him, his hard, veiny cock caressing and hitting every single of your sensitive spots.

He removed his finger from your mouth and used the saliva-coated digit to slide easily on your clit, rubbing fast and precise circles. A series of long whines, as well as a few “Daddy”, were a result of his actions, your orgasm so close that you could almost taste it on your tongue.

The following second, you’re hit by a freight train of pleasure. A broken scream ripped in your throat before falling mute, throwing your head back as your whole body got seized by intense spasms, the pleasure being too intense. Your breaths are harsh, they burn the back of your throat as you moan at the same time, tears spilling from your eyes as Sangyeon thrusts a few more times, his brown eyes losing themselves in yours before throwing his head back before stilling inside you.

You clench hard, milking him, the tightness of your core around his cock making him grunt and jerk, his dick twitching as he released his hot seeds inside you. You’ve never felt so full, and Sangyeon’s face as he orgasmed would have almost been enough for you to cum a third time.

“Ah, fuck Y/N, fuck,” the game had ended, names were getting called now. You whispered his in a whine, and he glanced up, his eyes flickering as his eyelids were heavy with pleasure. He looked amazing, so high on lust and love, his eyebrows scrunched up in pleasure contrasting with his clenched jaw. You brought your hand to his face, and he kissed your palm with a smile, exhausted yet happy.

“You were amazing,” he whispered, and you shyly chuckled, letting a small ‘fuck’ when he pulled out, his warm, sticky semen gushing out of you, into the wooden desk.

“I love you,” you abruptly admitted, and he fell in a wholehearted laugh, pulling his boxers back up before kissing your lips lovingly, carrying you to the leather couch where you sat at the beginning. He locked his office door and handed you your underwear and his shirt, wrapping yourself in his scent as he turned on the kettle after pouring some still water to boil it. “I love you too darling,” he said as he sat next to you, removing your hair from your neck to come and litter your skin with warm kisses.

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day 18 - jacob - squirting

word count: 3557 words [⚠️]: hard dom! jacob (he's a bit reckless and mean), oral fixation, fingering, squirting, dirty talk, overstimulation, facial, multiple orgasms, mention of safeword, blowjob, deepthroat (I tried), y/n calls jacob 'sir', degrading petnames a/n: it's my first time writing something this rough, I hope it's not gonna be too bad! 🖤

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It’s been so long that you got to spend some quality time like the cute couple you were with Jacob. You needed him, craved his mouth and his hands on your body more than anything.

The need to please him was so intense that it was starting to ache. Your nipples were hurting, core throbbing at each thought of your boyfriend, leaving you frustrated most of the nights. He was so busy practising like a mad man in a small dancing room he shared with ten other men.

There were nights where you were close to giving up everything and going there so he could fuck you in an empty room. It’s been so long since you last held him into your arms after sex, limbs tangled together, having the softest pillow talk session after a round of rough sex. It was something that you dearly missed.

Jacob was so busy during promotions that he came home way past midnight, finding you sound asleep in your shared bed, too deep in your slumber to feel him kiss your cheek, and he was gone back at dawn, allowing him only a few hours of sleep.

However, tonight was different, he had a surprise for you; since their comeback did extremely well, the company decided to give the group a week of free evenings, allowing them to chill out and relax.

The surprise didn’t last long though, he couldn’t contain his happiness. He was too excited to see you again, so he made sure to write you a text message during a quick break to let you know of this small gift from the company.

You were so delighted to see and feel him again, everything about him clouded your brain. He absorbed it so much that you couldn’t contain your lust, settling yourself on your shared bed as soon as you finished your tasks of the day.

Legs spread open with a vibrator shoved inside your panties – an item you had decided to purchase to relieve yourself since Jacob wasn’t there – you were toying with your pussy, your face scrunched up in a deep frown of pleasure.

While you were enjoying yourself on your own, Jacob was irritated and exhausted in the practice room. In the late afternoon, his mind was too focused on going home and seeing you again to concentrate on his work. The members got on his nerves for some reason, finding them too loud and undisciplined as he struggled to get some dance moves memorised. He was mad at the world, at himself, at his friends, yet the fact that he was finally home didn’t help reduce his anger.

So when you are not at the door, excited to welcome him home, he frowns, a veil of disappointment darkening his eyes. You always waited for him when you knew that he was coming home, but this time, you were too busy with yourself to welcome your boyfriend. He frowned again when he heard the slightest buzz coming from somewhere, followed by a gasp.

Were you…? Were you touching yourself without his permission?

His doubts confirmed when he opened the door, finding you in your shared bedroom with the lights dimmed, not able to hide what you were doing from him as he heard you moaning from down the hall.

Opening your eyes heavy with lust as the door knocked open on the wall, you swallowed as Jacob looked mad. You withdrew the vibrator from your crotch and hid it under the pillow, but it was too late, he had already seen it.

He was already mad, to begin with, but seeing you getting off without his approval was just the final straw. He already had a rough day at practice, spending a chill evening with his lovely partner to unwind from today was the only idea that could reduce his anger, but he was far from imagining that he had to punish you on his night of being back home after a while.

The stare he was giving you gave you a hint on how he was going to treat you tonight.

You had fucked up.

“Cobbie! I’m so sorry, I couldn’t wait for you to-“ “What did I say about touching yourself when I’m not around?” he grunted, dropping his bag to the floor before removing his jacket. “I-it’s forbidden but listen, we’ve been apart for so long, and I-I-,” you tried to answer, distressed by the situation. You decided to go for the truth, because you knew that lying wouldn’t get you anywhere, just in a worse situation.

Despite being a bit ashamed to have been caught red-handed, your arousal was gushing out of you like crazy between your legs, which were trying to hide your intimate parts.

“Come here,” he grunted, and you obeyed, abandoning your vibrator and phone on the mattress, Jacob forcing you on your knees by applying some strength on your shoulder. You don’t utter a single word and just looked up at him, a hint of pity in your eyes which he ignored, his chest heaving up and down in annoyance.

“Suck me off, now. And you better be good at it, because I don’t want to fucking play tonight,” he ordered, and you fumbled with his belt, getting his member out and started sucking on it.

You were too slow to his likings because he tsked and shook his head side to side, grabbing a fistful of your hair and started thrusting in your mouth, the back of your head bumping into the wall. His tip hit the far back of your throat without warning, making you choke and gag around his dick. You were struggling to breathe, and your vision got blurry as he kept thrusting, tongue trying its best to follow the pace and offer him some pleasure and relief.

Jacob couldn’t deny it, it felt good. Parts of his frustration were already gone, reduced by half when he saw you in flesh and not sleeping. However, to keep his role of dominant intact, he had to punish you, making sure that you wouldn’t disobey him again in the future.

A mix of precum and spit rolled down your chin to the floor before he pulled away, allowing you to gasp for air. He bent down and grabbed your chin to make you look at him, your heart hammering in your chest as you filled your lungs back with oxygen, his eyes hinting that he was not playing, making you thickly swallow.

“Suck my cock as if your life depended on it, you dirty slut,” he said, and you immediately got back to work, giving him the best blowjob he’s ever had.

You even went to deepthroat him as far as you could, which was your furthest point, Jacob grunted, your throat convulsing around the tip of his cock since you had something this big and heavy in your mouth. Tears were rolling down your cheeks as you tried your hardest not to gag, Jacob feeling your nails dig in the flesh of his thighs as you were holding onto them like a lifeline.

“Darling, remember not to overstep your boundaries,” he warned in a whisper. You pulled away and looked up, your hand pumping his cock as you took him back in your mouth, tongue focusing on the tip, fingers playing with his balls. You hollowed your cheeks and bobbed your head up and down, earning groans from Jacob that were louder than before.

“You’re gonna make me cum if you keep doing that,” he whispered, and you smirked, swallowing his salty precum as you stared up at him through your lashes.

Moaning out of pleasure around his cock at his dirty talk, you couldn’t help but feel your arousal wet your panties, almost thinking that your juices were dripping onto the carpeted floor at how turned on you were. You loved when Jacob was being rough and dirty with you, using you like a toy with still a hint of respect. It was something of him that you found extremely sexy.

This sort of animalistic, primal reaction from him had you feeling all petite and submissive, eager to please and obey him. It was something Jacob loved to see, but sometimes you were trying to please him too much that you forgot some of the boundaries you had settled in your first few months of being sexually active together.

“Jacob, I-“ you started, knees hurting by the position and the roughness of the floor, your voice hoarse as the thrusts of his dick down your throat irritated your poor flesh. He immediately stopped you from continuing your sentence by shoving two fingers in your mouth, making you whine in surprise, your tongue subconsciously swirling around them.

“I don’t want to listen to any useless excuses coming out of your dirty mouth,” he deadpanned, lips wrapping around his digits before he removed his shirt and underwear.

“I’m gonna fuck you so dumb that you won’t even remember your name. Do you understand?” he grumbled in your ear, and you answered as politely as you could, not wanting to anger him any further, your arousal now rolling down your inner thighs. “Yes Sir, I understand. Please do.” You answered as he eventually retracted his fingers from your hot cave.

“Good little slut, now get on all fours. Your safe word is still ketchup?” “Y-Yes, Sir.” “It better be the only thing to remember because I’m not gonna stop anytime soon. I need to get my frustration out I’ve kept in for months. And you are the chosen one, darling,” he whispered, your core clenching around nothing, aroused at what he was about to do to you.

He harshly spanks your ass once, twice, his palm imprints lingering on your ass cheeks as the intensity of his slaps kept growing, the pleasuring burning sting slowly appearing as you mewled out.

“Behave tonight, I’m really not in the mood to deal with your bratty ass,” he grunted as he swiftly shoved with ease two fingers past your slit, your body jolting forward as you let out a loud moan. “Y-yes Sir, I-I’ll try my best,” you muttered, and he slapped your ass again. “You better, you little slut. I can’t believe that you were shoving a ridiculous toy in your pussy like the fucking slut you are. And now, look at you. You’re being all nice and polite just because you want me to let you cum… We’re gonna see how good you’ll be, and maybe I’ll think about it.”

He pushed his dick inside you in one go, the pain mixed with pleasure making you almost cum on the spot, Jacob’s hand wrapping around your throat to prevent you from lurching forward too far. Uncontrollable moans and whines were falling from your lips, Jacob’s hips deliciously rolling against your ass, making it jiggle at each thrust.

The pace he set was as harsh as his thrusts, but it felt so good to have his cock dragging around your spongey walls, your core irregularly clenching as he triggered your g-spot a few times.

“S-Sir,” you whined, and he slapped your ass, making you moan louder. “What is it?” he grunted, his other hand pressing on your lumbar, picking up the pace, his dick penetrating you in a ridiculous, lustful way. His hips snapped against yours at a reckless pace, the pleasure getting slowly overwhelming. “Y-Your cock feels amazing,” you managed to say as it was clouding your mind, your thoughts were getting less coherent, too swamped in the pleasure he was forcing you to experience. But you would never complain; no matter how hard or soft Jacob is with you, you always welcomed those sex sessions with open arms.

“I know it does,” he mumbled and let go of your throat, feeling him shift behind you, his broad chest now pressing against your sweaty back. Jacob's hand fisted your hair and forced your head to bend, mouth trailing hungry kisses down your spine, something biting and nibbling on the flesh. You clenched hard around him, and he slapped your ass again, all those actions bringing you close to the edge.

“Remember that you’re not allowed to cum till I say so,” he warned, and you whined, you panted with your mouth slightly opened, stomach burning as the orgasm you were so intensively craving was within reach. “Sir, please!” you protested, and his hand collided with your ass another time, your eyes rolling at the back of your head as you lost count of how many times he’d slapped it since he came home. “No,” he firmly said, knowing that you were going to start to beg him to let you cum. Not yet, he hadn’t had enough of your pussy to let you finish.

“Please, I beg you,” you said, the end of your sentence getting choked out as he wrapped his hand around your throat, squeezing the sides a little harder than usual, preventing you from speaking, but a bit of oxygen could go through.

You were starting to see stars as your orgasm was near, and your intake of air reduced, your core squeezing him hard, trying to push him out.

“What-What can I.. do to cum?” you said, pleasure taking over your body. Jacob inwardly smirked, and his face remained the same, your clenching and your blowjob from earlier made him more sensitive than he wanted. “Try to be more convincible when you beg, it’s pitiful,” he said as he repeated his actions from earlier, his hands now playing with your boobs, cupping and pressing them together, your erected nipples feeling super sensitive against his warm palms.

So sensitive that your knees gave out, and your orgasm washed over you as Jacob pinched and flickered your nipples, his dick slapping against his abdomen as he watched you whine and clench around nothing as your thighs shook, ass slowly rising in the air.

You let out a choked out sob as he seized your hips and brought your sensitive core to his mouth, tongue teasing your clit. You yelled his name as your eyes squeezed shut, head spinning as he hollowed his cheeks around your clit, the tightness around it feeling absolutely divine.

Your body heavily fell against the mattress as he removed his mouth from your core, the aftermath of your intense orgasm making your whole body quiver.

“Do you wanna use your safeword, darling?” he asked as his hand rested on your ass, shaking your head no. “Again, Jacob, again,” you begged, and he was surprised to see you rest on your back, spreading your shaky legs apart for him to slam back into your core again.

“Oh my god, no, wait! Too much!” you desperately whined, hiding your face behind your hands, but Jacob tsked. You were still wet yet so much tighter than earlier, your orgasm still lingering in your body.

“I’m not stopping till I hear your safe word coming out of your filthy mouth,” Jacob stated, and mewls wouldn’t stop coming out of your mouth at each thrust, the pain of the overstimulation quickly turning into pleasure. You pressed your hand on your mouth, but Jacob was quick to pull it away, grabbing your other wrist and pinning them above your head.

Eyes rolling at the back of your head, Jacob was enjoying the view like he never did. The way your boobs bounced, and your legs shook at each of his hip movements, his dick so deep inside you that he could feel the tip tickling the edge of your womb.

“I’m getting close, darling,” he said, and you couldn’t answer with words, only moans were coming out of your swollen, spit-coated lips. His mouth wrapped around your nipple while his hand played with the other nipple, seizing one between his lips and slightly tugging on it.

Your back arched off the bed, and you whimpered, your heart fastening in your chest as his action sent a rush of electricity down your spine. With all the force that you had, you pushed away his hand holding your wrists together and grabbed it, wrapping it around your throat under the growing smirk appearing on Jacob’s lips.

“My little slut likes to be choked, uh? Want me to shove my fingers in your mouth, too?” he asked before executing himself, his cock twitching inside you as your eyes rolled at the back of your head, your fucked-out state fuelling his ego to the max.

With a swift, expert hand, he hoisted your legs on his shoulders and hit deeper inside you, now fully triggering your g-spot. The idea of him filling your womb to the brim with his cum made you clench hard and whine around his fingers. Jacob took the advantage of the new angle to litter your collarbones and chest with hungry, hickeys, loving how your beautiful skin shone with a thin layer of sweat and drying tears that rolled down to your neck.

You were a huge mess, but it was such a pretty sight to see for Jacob, such a turn on that he couldn’t help but pick up the pace.

“I’m gonna cum inside you,” he whispered, and you vigorously nodded, impatiently waiting for him to do so, watching him lick the pad of his thumb and start tracing rough circles on your clit, sending you over the edge a second time in the following second.

Without warning, Jacob felt a rush of warmth around his dick that pushed him out of you, not letting him finish inside like he had planned. You moaned the loudest you could around his fingers, your eyes fluttering shut as you opened your mouth thanks to Jacob’s fingers pressing on your tongue, a chain of raspy cries, something wetting your boyfriend’s muscular thighs.

Your entire lower part crazily quivered as moans wouldn’t stop falling from your lips, some of your arousal spritzing out of your slit. Jacob was so shocked. He had just made you squirt, and it was one of the hottest things you’ve ever done.

Holding his hard, moistened dick in his hand, he started at your pussy in awe, licking his lips.

“C-Cobbie, gosh,” your voice barely above a whisper, his eyes meeting your lazy ones. “Are you okay, love?” he asked, and you closed your eyes, swallowing before opening your mouth. “Green, felt so good,” you said in a raspy voice, your hand waving at him to come closer.

He approached you, and you seized his fingers, lowering them to your pussy again, pushing his middle and ring fingers inside. He smirked and grunted as you lazily wrapped your hand around his cock, gathering enough strength to stroke him up and down at a nice pace.

Jacob grunted as he started thrusting his fingers inside you, curling them as your legs shook harder, his other hand landing above yours as he hastened the pace. You kept on squirting and moaning his name loudly, his hand soon drenched by your release. His dick twitched in your hold, and you lazily smirked, sticking out your tongue, expecting his cum to spurt out anytime soon.

“Good girl, good girl- ah fuck! Fuck yeah, Y/N, I’m right here, right here, ahh… aH!” he exclaimed as thick, white ropes of cum landed on your face and tongue, making you squirt again a little. Jacob took the reins and pumped his cock, emptying himself above your pretty face while whispering your name.

Once he collapsed next to you, you wanted to turn to the side to look at him, but it was impossible. Every single of your muscles was aching, the pleasure freezing your joints.

Panted breaths and low grunts filled the sudden silence of the bedroom, helping you to come back to your senses slowly. Head lolling to the side, your eyes fluttered shut as exhaustion took over your body, hearing your boyfriend calling for your name in the distance, but you were already too deep in your slumber to answer.

To say the least, Jacob’s frustration was long gone. He was a bit remorseful to have treated you like this because he loved you to death, but seeing you squirt was something he wanted to see again, even if it exhausted him. He was ready to endure two to three orgasms, just to see you moan in pleasure and squirt as you did a few moments ago.

But for now, he wanted to take care of you. After putting back his boxers, he went to the bathroom and ran a nice bath, throwing a bath bomb in it, watching the colours fizzle at the contact with the water for a while as he was connecting back with the present after this quick escape from reality with you.

“Darling, come on, I ran you a bath,” he softly shook you awake, and you stared up at him, exhausted, a soft smile decorating your lips.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, and he lifted you from the bed, gently placing you in the water. He removed his underwear again and slid under you, letting you fall back asleep on his chest as he made sure you remained warm for the rest of the bath, muttering soft words of apology in your ear and pressing warm kisses on your head.

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Day 15 - Sunwoo - fingering

word count: 2992 words [⚠️]: voyeurism, fingering, dirty talk, slight choking, solo masturbation (f), watching porn, roommate!sunwoo, finger sucking a/n: it's crazy how i can write pure filth like but the mere idea of having sex with someone terrifies me sfjghdfkgj also sorry if this is trash but it’s 1am lol i’m tired and i work in a few hours 🤪🥴

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You have grown pretty close with your roommate Sunwoo over the college years you shared. You were two busy students, he was a biology major, and you were in law, both working your asses off in different fields to get on top of all your classes.

So, even if you lived in the same apartment, you barely saw each other, cramming as much content as possible till dawn. It was getting super tiring for both of you, and you spent your rare free time watching a movie to relax from the daily pressure. You were also there to comfort each other when you felt like giving up, but it stopped there.

Sunwoo was in a relationship with a girl when you first moved in together, and as the wonderful roommate you were, you willingly left the apartment to give them some privacy a few times per week, when she came over. But at some point during the year, you no longer saw this girl coming around your place.

Sunwoo informed you one day that they had broken up over a shitty reason that he remained pretty vague about, and you didn’t dig further, much to his delight. That’s all you needed to know, even if it was a blatant lie. He would never admit to anyone that your name accidentally slipped off his lips as he reached his high, his girlfriend outraged by the incident.

She had immediately put a stop to this relationship, storming out of the apartment while yelling insults and a loud “WE’RE DONE!” at him as she slammed the door, a vase wobbling on the chest of drawers, falling to the ground the next second.

When you came back to the apartment as you had spent the evening with Jacob and Kevin, you thought it was best not to mention the broken glass on the floor and the stillness of the apartment, which was quite unusual.

The first few times, you could always hear either her cranky laugh or borderline pornographic moans coming out of her mouth as you walked through the door, making you cringe as sometimes even gag. It was as if she wanted to prove that she was the one fucking Sunwoo and not you, but you just shrugged it off, finding her pathetic and utterly out of her mind.

You felt your heart skip a beat in happiness when he admitted that they were no longer together, and he seemed relieved as well that she finally wasn’t always watching what he was doing.

Since then, Sunwoo started walking more freely around the apartment, always one part of his body barely covered; he was either shirt- or pantless, the latter happening more rarely than the former, but you witnessed him once walking around only in his boxers.

To say the least, this man was packed. Thighs, ass, chest, arms, crotch. Whatever you name, it had girth.

As much as you hated yourself for doing so, you started developing a crush on him. The first symptom was when you couldn’t help but stare at his back profile each time he walked past you hardly dressed. It was a rule that you had established to protect yourself from getting hurt, but even your inner, future lawyer was telling you to break it. Just once.

And as predicted, it ruined your life.

One night, which was tonight, you could not take it anymore. You were exhausted, your hormones were acting up and the only thing that you had in mind was sex and, of course, your roommate.

You rolled your chair away from your desk and jumped on your bed after making sure that you pushed the door fully to the frame, deciding not to lock it as you still had a few hours left alone. Sunwoo was out for the evening, and he shouldn’t be back before dawn, like each time he went out for drinks with his friends.

You made sure to turn your notifications and Bluetooth off – an accident can happen so fast with technology – before plugging in your headphones to your iPad, opening an adult website. You cringed at what you furiously typed in the search bar, biting on your thumb as you scrolled through the different explicit thumbnails.

You found a video of a couple fucking, and when you clicked on it, your heart skipped a beat as the male surprisingly had a similar voice to your roommate. However, much to your disappointment, it wasn’t Sunwoo in the video.

Your pussy throbbed at the idea of him fucking you with a camera somewhere in the bedroom, and you didn’t waste a single second to remove your sweatpants and undergarments to start touching yourself, fingers rubbing deliciously between your folds.

You whined as you were already super wet, a clear image of Sunwoo coming into your mind when you closed your eyes and forced your head back into the pillows.

The sounds in your ears were extremely erotic, the video and quality were good. You couldn’t help but get lost in the pleasure as it sounded as real as it looked. No artificial scenarios, no fake moans, just pure love and desire that a partner has for their significant other. It was like they were made for each other.

You unconsciously let out a whisper of Sunwoo’s name, your free hand instantly slapping against your mouth in embarrassment as you went faster, now entering yourself with your ring and middle finger. It felt good, but deep down, oh so deep down, you wished that they were his fingers touching you like that.

Screen resting against the mattress, you only focused on the sounds as they turned you on more than the images. The pads of your fingers toyed and teased your clit, causing you to mewl out your roommate’s name another time.

His handsome face appeared in your mind, and your heart hammered faster, the man’s grunts making your imagination run wild. You clenched around your fingers when he whispered dirty things in his lover’s ear, making it sound like he was doing it to you. What a good idea he had to hide a mic behind his partner, it made it sound even more real.

Too real, almost. You were covered in a thin layer of sweat as you were about to cum, the couple not far from their high either.

You mimicked the breathy whispers of the woman, the “baby I’m gonna cum,” replacing the nickname with your roommate’s name, your orgasm getting closer as you fastened the pace your fingers entered you, curling them right to tease your g-spot. They weren’t long enough to reach it as you pleased - you were sure his were slim enough to trigger it – and that simple thought pushed you over the edge in a loud scream, followed by whines and profanities mixed with a trail of Sunwoo’s name hastily whispered as you were riding your high, droplets of your juices rolling down your digits.

It was hard for you to catch your breath again as it was one of the most intense orgasms you had ever given yourself, and it’s with amazement you realised that you had come more than usual, your shrouds dripping off your core.

“Oh my god,” you breathily whispered as you paused the video, body heating up in embarrassment at the mess you’ve just created on your bed. It was almost midnight, how you could explain to your friend why you made the washing machine work this late in the evening when you had the entire day to do your laundry?

This thought had just appeared in your brain, but it quickly got vanished by two confident knocks on your door frame, your head snapping up instantly as your heart jumped in your throat. Panting, you hastily covered yourself and removed your headphones, the door sliding wide open on a grinning Sunwoo.

His muscular arms from his endless workouts were crossed on his chest, a smirk decorating his mouth as cockiness was painted all over his face. You thickly swallowed, cursing him for coming home this early. He looked so sexy, and you sighed, wishing that he didn’t look this sober and sexy with a boner constricted in his jeans.

“Sunwoo! What are you doing here?” you aggressively asked, snapping back to your senses. He chuckled, taking a slow yet confident step inside your dimmed bedroom. Your LED lights had turned purple while you were deep in your business, and the light made Sunwoo entirely clothed in black look even sexier.

“Looks like someone’s enjoying themselves over there. Thinking of me, I heard?” He ignored your question while taking another step, your body instantly withdrawing towards the bed frame to establish some distance.

“Shut up,” you frowned as you clutched the covers around your body, watching your roommate taking a seat next to you. His eyes fell on your bare collarbones, and he licked his lips before looking back at you, a wider smirk tugging on his mouth.

“Do you want me to, dear? Don’t you want to hear how much you turn me on and how sexy you looked when you made yourself cum while thinking of me?” he asked as his large hand landed on your covered thigh, caressing it up and down. Your body instantly reacted to his touch, sending a rush of warmth in your veins. He felt electric, and it wouldn’t take him too much time to make your brain short-circuit.

“You’ve seen everything?” Heat was now all over your face, spread to your ears down your neck, feeling like you could cook an egg on your cheeks at how embarrassed you were. Sunwoo smirked as his hand trailed higher, now caressing your stomach, forefinger climbing the valley of your breasts to catch and grab your chin. Your heart hammered in your chest, and Sunwoo could see the vein on your neck pump fast, his ego swelling at the effect he had on you.

“A good part of it, yeah. You looked so needy and sexy while chasing your high that I couldn’t interrupt you.” “So you just enjoyed the show of your roommate masturbating? Like a huge perv?” you asked, and he chuckled again, climbing on your bed, his body straddling yours. “If you wanted some privacy, you should’ve locked the door, not just pushed it,” he bent down to whisper those words against your lips, feeling his warm breath hitting them, making you shiver.

“You fucking asshole,” you weakly smirked, your hand flying to the back of his head to press his lips against yours, moving them at a harsh, needy pace that Sunwoo didn’t struggle to follow. You did when he took the upper hand and went at his pace, switching positions, making you land on top of his hard abs.

He moaned against your mouth when he felt how wet you still were from your previous orgasm and his current teasing, your juices dampening his t-shirt, making his skin shiver in pleasure. When he pulled away, you were both panting, and he was quick to push you backwards, head landing at the far end of the bed.

To Sunwoo, you looked so sexy with your hair sprawled on the plush fabric of the comforter, your naked body laying under him. You didn’t feel shy as he eyed you up and down, his mouth water and cock throbbing in his pants at the sight of your bare cunt.

“So pretty, I wanna fucking ruin you,” he whispered as his hands rested on each side of your head, mouth sinking back on yours, as if to silence his own dirtiest fantasies.

You wriggled as the pad of his fingers ghosted on your skin, goosebumps awakening immediately. Your back slightly arched off the bed, and you moaned against his mouth as his fingers played and twisted your nipple before cupping your breast.

“So good,” he whispered and grunted when you directed your hand to his crotch, rubbing him up and down. You felt it twitch against your palm, and you smirked, whining as he kept teasing your breasts.

His fingers started dancing lower, down your breasts to your stomach, soon hovering above where you needed him the most. His large palm cupped your cunt, his ring finger easily slipping between your folds, thanks to how aroused you were for him.

“Seems like your idea of me making you cum wasn’t enough. Look how much you’re dripping, you needy slut,” he whispered, retracting his hand and spreading his fingers apart for you to see your arousal forming strings between them.

“Sunwoo please, do something,” you begged, and his smirk widened, loving how you sounded when you were submissively begging for his touch. “Since you asked so nicely, I can’t refuse you anything, beauty,” he whispered as his hand squeezed your shoulder, the other rubbing in between your folds.

You whined his name at the sensation, mouth falling agape before breaking in a loud moan as he inserted two fingers at once. It felt amazing. Your arousal returned twice as strong as you were maintaining eye contact with your roommate, trying not to roll your eyes at the back of your head. He was kneeling next to your upper chest, his crotch almost in your face, mouth watering as you thought about sucking him off. You could smell his laundry and the masculine cologne he was always wearing, core clenching around his fingers as you smelt a good whiff of it.

Your hand wrapped around his tensed forearm, feeling his veins under your skin as he kept pumping his fingers inside of you at a rapid pace, the squelching sounds turning you on even more. The only thing you could do was mewl, and Sunwoo loved to see you react that way. He smirked and kissed your lips before trailing his mouth down to your neck, his fingers curling even further inside you.

“A-Ah! God fuck yeah, keep going Woo, please,” you panted, the pace he set never faltering, his thumb rising in the air to come and tease your clit.

It pressed harder on your sensitive point at each thrust, making you see stars as his fingers were devilishly wrecking you apart. You were already a mess around them, Sunwoo couldn’t help but wonder how sexy and submissive you would look falling apart around his cock.

Your moans were getting higher and louder, Sunwoo pumping his fingers even faster. They reached much deeper than yours as they were slender, making you feel like Heaven was within reach, you just needed something more.

And, as if Sunwoo had scanned your brain to understand what would send you over the edge, he wrapped his free hand around your throat and lifted you from the bed to press your lips together, the tightness of his hold was just the right thing to make you see stars and eventually orgasm.

“Good girl, that’s it, baby, that’s it. Come around my fingers, yeah, that’s it,” you fell apart around Sunwoo’s fingers, hands clutching onto the bed sheets as your whole body shook, eyes rolling at the back of your head as he whispered his dirty words on your mouth.

His eyes lingered on your face, admiring your fucked out state before wetting his lips and pressing them on yours in a languish kiss. He helped you ride your orgasm by keeping on pumping his fingers inside you, your thighs quivering as you threw your head back in the comforter, your juices rolling down Sunwoo’s fingers and your inner thighs.

A few moans slipped out of his mouth as well as you kept clenching hard around his fingers, his cock feeling painful in the confines of his boxers. He eventually let go of your throat, your blurry vision slowly coming back to normal as you were coming down for your high, chest heaving up and down heavily.

Sunwoo smirked and tapped your cheek to make you open your mouth, your tongue wrapping around his fingers as you tasted yourself on them. Once you had licked them clean, he wiped the corners of your mouth with his thumb as a mix of drool and your cum had gathered there, smearing it in his palm. He then unbuttoned his pants, touching himself with your spit after falling on his back next to you.

He was super sensitive due to all the dirty talk and your fucked out, submissive state, and he only needed a few harsh strokes for his seeds to spurt out of his tip, coating his hand and staining his black t-shirt and underwear. Just like he did for you, you helped him ride his high by wrapping your hand around his, applying pressure and speed. A surprised yet pleased moan erupted from the back of Sunwoo’s voice, making you clench around nothing at how sexy he looked.

He glanced at you with hooded eyes and a drowsy smile, finding you the hottest in this blissful state. You gathered strength and lifted your arm, hand coming to his face to caress his warm cheek, earning a smile from him.

“That was amazing,” he whispered, and you nodded, fingers grazing against the skin of his neck. “It was, but we made a mess,” you whined as the sheets were covered in sweat and messily wrinkled with your movements and releases, Sunwoo giggling at your state of distress.

“Come sleep with me, I washed my bedding yesterday,” he mumbled as he pushed himself closer to you, his face nuzzled in your neck as he pressed his hot lips on your sensitive skin. “So we can mess your sheets too?” you teased, and he chuckled, sucking harshly on the spot right below your earlobe, slightly decentred to the left. “Not now, darling, but I can’t promise you in the morning.” He smirked, and you scoffed, jokingly slapping his chest before he sat up, throwing you on his shoulder to take you to his bedroom.

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Day 14 - Hyunjae - exhibitionism

word count: 2291 words [⚠]: exhibitionism, dirty talk, fingering, slight oral fixation, oral (f), slight fake sympathy, doggystyle, creampie a/n: this is probably the filthiest thing i've ever written. i should stop listening to french rap when I write smut because it gets the nastiest thoughts of my brain.

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Sitting on the sofa in the darkness of the living room, your eyes were glued to the huge TV hung on the wall a few metres away from you. The different lights of the LED around the screen illuminated your tired face. With your elbow on the armrest, your palm supported your head, your hand readjusting the plaid on your lap before sighing. Changmin, who was sitting at your feet, looked above his shoulder and offered you a compassionate smile, your best friend giggling as he could easily read your desire to go to bed painted on your face.

“You okay, darling?” your boyfriend Hyunjae shifted closer to you, wrapping an arm around your waist to press a quick kiss on your cheek. You silently nodded and gave a faint smile at the display of affection, your hand caressing up and down his forearm.

“I’m just super tired,” you whispered before stifling a yawn, blinking a few times in an attempt to remove the tiredness out of your eyes. Hyunjae smiled, touched by your drowsy state, his mouth pressing another time on your temple.

“Wanna go to bed?” he proposed in a mumble, and Eric groaned as he couldn’t focus on the movie since you were talking, earning a slide glance from your boyfriend, his youthful reaction making you smile.

You accepted his offer, making him get up, bunching up the plaid on your lap and wrapping it around Changmin’s shoulders, who was surprised yet happily welcomed the new source of warmth. Hyunjae grabbed your hand and walked you both to his bedroom, watching you with question marks in his eyes when you closed the door behind you, your sweatpants no longer covering your legs, already tossed on the chair next to his desk.

A lazy smirk appeared on your face, reaching your side of the bed without uttering a single word. Hyunjae’s back was facing you as he was sitting on his side of the bed, scrolling on his phone and responding to some messages that remained untouched for the entire day. While he was mindlessly doing so, you couldn’t help but admire the frame of his back, how fitted his t-shirt hugged each of his muscles.

Hyunjae let out a deep grunt and abandoned his phone when he felt your hands draw him backwards, your figure riding him in the second. You both smiled at each other, and you shyly giggled, lowering your face in his neck to hide away, covering his warm skin with lustful pecks.

“We’re not that tired, aren’t we?” he enveloped his arms around your waist to have your body flush against his, feeling the hardness of his abs press against your lower abdomen, making you giggle at his words.

“Stop teasing me Jae, I just need you,” you complained, and he broke into a hearty laugh, drawing you away from his neck by the shoulders to press his lips against yours, shivers running up your spine.

“My needy baby, ready to fake being tired to spend some time with me. You could have just asked nicely, you know,” he smirked, and you smacked his shoulder, bottom lip stuck between your teeth as you looked at him with mischievous eyes.

Hyunjae was quick to get on top of you and started tickling your side, his large hands caressing your skin under your shirt even if you tried to wriggle away from him and push them away from you. “My needy little slut, mh, that’s what you are, right? Hungry for my cock and my attention, right Y/N?” You whimpered and giggled at the same time, your boyfriend loving the sounds coming out of you.

He discarded your t-shirt in the process, tossing it on the other side of the bedroom. It landed in the same area as your sweatpants before he captured your lips in another needy kiss again, moaning against your mouth as his hands found your exposed breasts.

“And you’re not wearing a bra. You naughty darling, thank god that the rest of the boys didn’t notice anything. You wouldn’t have minded anyway, right? You would love having someone walking on us having sex, of course, you do,” he mumbled before latching his mouth on one of your nipples, eagerly sucking on it while keeping eye contact, your mouth falling agape at his dirty talking.

Your friends being on the other side of the wall with the risk of them hearing you stirred you more than it should. You threw your head back in pleasure and closed your eyes, making Hyunjae smirk as he now focused on your second nipple, his fingers still playing and pulling on the other sensitive bud.

Your stomach churned as his mouth started trailing lower, tongue darting and dancing on your plush skin, your back arching off the bed as his actions made your arousal expand greatly. Once his head was around the same level as your core, his teeth toyed with the small ribbon on the front side of your panties, tugging on it just for your underwear to slap back against your skin. You let out an electric moan, whispering Hyunjae’s name when his teeth drew your undies down, tugging more harshly as your juices stuck like glue to the cotton fabric.

His warm breath hit your naked core, hips shuddering as a rush of electricity bolted to your clit. A lusty, needy moan erupted from the back of your throat, and Hyunjae sucked harder, boosted by your sounds.

Flipping you on your knees, you opened your eyes and noticed in horror that the door was slightly open, convinced that you had shut it after coming in.

“J-Jaehyun, the door is open,” you murmured, and he looked up, his hands still playing with your breasts from behind. You felt him chuckle against the skin of your neck and nibble on it, forcing a breathy moan out of your mouth. You immediately slapped your hand against it, but Hyunjae was quick to push it away, locking it with the other in the small of your back.

“I thought my baby was a bit of an exhibitionist, was I wrong?” he muttered, and you couldn’t find an answer to his question, satisfying Hyunjae. The hand that wasn’t holding onto your wrists slowly made its way from your stomach down to your core, shoving aside your panties to feel your wetness drip down his fingers.

“Answer my question, or you won’t get to cum,” he threatened, and you shook your head, still not knowing what to answer. “Don’t you want the others to know how slutty you are? How good I can make you feel, just with my fingers or my dick? Hm? Answer me baby, or I’ll stop right here and leave you horny and frustrated,” he bluntly affirmed but chuckled as he felt your arousal gush out of you even more at his dirty talk.

He knew you, you’ve fucked many times before on the balcony, with the windows wide open or in a public restroom, and you had to admit that they were probably the best orgasms he’s ever given you.

“J-Jae, please fuck me, I want them to know. Or at least, doubt,” you whimpered and loudly moaned as Hyunjae inserted two fingers inside you, pumping slowly to let you adapt to the stretch.

The thrill of having any of your friends walking past the bedroom and witnessing you almost pushed you over the edge. However, the same thought made your heart and body burn in embarrassment as lust was now controlling your body. It was such a good cocktail of emotions that you didn’t know how to act, except live the current moment.

A surprised groan escaped from your lips when Hyunjae shoved the same two fingers inside your mouth, letting you taste your arousal while he was busy pumping his hard cock ready for you.

Lining up with your entrance, Hyunjae’s mouth started wandering across your shoulder blades, covering them in bites and hickeys that only he would be able to see bloom as he took you from behind in a groan. He let you fall on your hands and knees, retrieving his fingers from your mouth before beginning to thrust.

You bit your bottom lip as you were trying not to let the entire building know that you were getting fucked, but it was almost impossible. The girth and length of your boyfriend’s dick never failed to shock you each time you were fucking, making your vision blurry with stars as he had barely pushed it inside.

“Oh my god,” you mumbled as he picked up the pace, the sound of skin slapping arousing you even more than you already were. His grunts were low yet powerful, sending each time a flood of lust in your core.

“I’m the one showing you heaven Y/N, not God,” Hyunjae grunted as his hold around your hip tightened, your mouth falling agape, and breathy moans fell off your lips.

Your boyfriend’s fists fell on each side of you, his broad chest pressing against your back as he picked up the pace, going impossibly fast, your sounds increasing just as much. It was as if he wanted to get caught or noticed by your friends, letting them know that he was the one fucking you this good. His ego swelled at the thought of them hearing you getting railed and how much you liked it, killing two birds in one stone.

“You keep being so loud cause you want them to hear you, right? You want them to know how sexy you sound when you’re getting wrecked by my cock. How nice of you to let them know how much of a sex god I am.”

“A-Ah, Jaehyun!” you yelped in pleasure as he whispered his filthy words in your ear, his hand trailing down to come and play with your clit.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” You heard the concerned voice of Jacob closer than you had expected, probably at the start of the corridor, your heart skipping a beat and leaping in your throat. Hyunjae gathered your hair in a makeshift ponytail to force your head up, his pace never faltering as tears of pleasure gathered in your eyes.

“You better answer Jacob if you want to cum,” he susurrated in your ear, and you heavily exhaled before clearing your throat.

“Y-yes don’t worry, I’m fine! It’s just J-Jaehyun,” you unsteadily raised your voice for Jacob to hear, praying that he wouldn’t get closer, yet hoping at the same time he would.

“Okay, tell us if you need anything!” Jacob light-heartedly exclaimed, and you quickly thanked him, hearing his voice in the far distance as Eric or Younghoon asked him another question, but you couldn’t recognise the voice, too swamped by your sounds and Hyunjae's grunts.

“Good girl,” he whispered in your ear as he pounded into you at a harsh yet steady pace, your core frequently tightening around his cock. You felt like screaming and moaning at the top of your lungs at how amazing you felt, but out of respect to your friends, you didn’t, even if you suspected them of knowing what was happening a few metres away from them.

“Jaehyun,” you heavily exhaled and whined right after, his dick reaching a deep spot inside you, triggering your orgasm.

“You’re gonna cum? I can feel it, just a bit more for me, okay, baby?” he grabbed your hair again as his other hand settled on your hip, keeping you from moving too much.

He slapped your ass cheeks a few times, a satisfied smirk appearing on his lips as the imprints of his palm slowly started to appear on your skin. His arm wrapped around your waist and brought you up to his chest, a curious hand circling your clit in circular shapes, your breaths getting more profound and needier.

“Come for me baby, I’m right there,” he muttered, and you let go of everything, his hand holding your jaw up as sneaky fingers slid inside your slightly opened mouth, tugging your bottom lip down to let your tongue swirl around them.

You closed your eyes as your core gripped his cock harshly, his slaps on your clit pushing you over the edge in, hands down, the best orgasm you've ever had. Stars shadowed your vision as your whole body shook, your core squeezing him tight as he stilled, warm ropes of cum spurting out of him, coating your walls nicely with his release. He filled you up to the brim as his grip on your jaw toughened, his hot breath ecstatically whispering your name in the shell of your ear.

Needy, louder moans flew from your parted lips, letting your friends know what you were doing, but it only added to the excitement and the intensity of your and Hyunjae's orgasm. His cock throbbed a few more times, your core milking him till he was empty and exhausted.

You both cursed out when he pulled away, bending your head down to see his seeds oozing down your inner thighs. Collapsing on your stomach, legs still lightly trembling, Hyunjae guiltily chuckled and caressed your back, pressing kisses on your hot skin.

“You did so well, angel,” he whispered as he pushed your hair from your sweaty neck, blowing air in an attempt to cool you down.

“Close the door next time, please!” Changmin yelled.

“Or at least wait till we’re asleep you horny sluts,” you heard Kevin yell from the living room, making you hide your face in the comforter and burst in a fit of giggles.

“It was worth getting caught, though,” you whispered, and Hyunjae nodded, yelling a ‘sorry’ through the slight space between the wall and the door.

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Day 12 - Changmin - bondage

word count: 1900 words [⚠]: bondage (shibari method), oral (m), dirty talk, petname 'doll', slight degradation a/n: how did i manage to write something about giving a blowjob when im actually terrified at the mere idea of being on my knees for a man and having something bigger than a lollipop in my mouth? good question. aight I'm disappearing again bye loves <3

ngl i was horny for yo man sorry 😮‍💨 @sainthwngs

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Resting your back on the frame of your bed, you comfortably sighed and readjusted your grip of the book in your hand, the dimmed light of the room and the tiredness that filled your eyes made you struggle to focus on the words written on your page.

You wiped the exhaustion with the back of your hand and read your page again, smiling as the protagonist finally kissed her enemy just to shut him up. The descriptions were just enough to make you feel hot and aroused, hands flying to your cheeks with a giggle as the scene got progressively more intense.

Looking from above your glasses when the bedroom door opened, Changmin stood there with a smile on his face. Your heart skipped a beat at how handsome he looked in his navy blue polo and chino pants in the same colour, his hands in his back.

Throwing your glasses and your book at the far edge of the bed, you opened your arms for Changmin to nestle in, who brightly smiled at your attitude.

No words were exchanged except soft greetings and needy kisses, you engulfed him into a tight hug, his free hand caressing your thigh. He was quick to press his lips on yours once you decided to let him go, his fingers grazing against your cheek in a gesture filled with love.

“I got a surprise for you, darling. It’s the thing we talked about the other day,” he mumbled with a smile.

Your ears perked up as you remembered the talk you had a few days ago. You both had expressed your wish to get you tied up during sex, the sight turning him on just as much as it aroused you to experience this.

You squirmed against your pillow, and Changmin chuckled through his nose, your jaw almost dropping to the floor when you saw the red rope in your boyfriend’s hand, his thumb touching the material. You looked at him with sparkles in your eyes, and Changmin smirked, turning on the bedside lamp, golden light illuminating his handsome features.

“Strip down for me, baby,” he ordered and squeezed your thigh to get you out of your reverie as the mere thought of the rope had you daydreaming hard.

You knew your boyfriend could get rough in bed when he was angry or in need of relief, but the simple thought of the red rope had your mind lagging on the shibari method, one of the kinkiest ways, in your opinion, to get restricted by your partner.

You hastily did what you were told, and once you were laying naked under him, Changmin settled the rope on the side.

“Let me look at you first,” his hungry eyes took in your body, admiring every single one of your curves or details reaching his eyes, thinking that you were some goddess presenting yourself to him after a long, frustrating wait.

“Gorgeous,” he mumbled to himself, his fingers dancing on your skin down to your core, a smirk appearing on his face when he felt how wet you were, even if he had barely done anything.

“You’re excited to get tied up, darling? Looks like you’ve been waiting for this for a while,” he teased, making you whine, weakly nodding as his middle finger caressed your slit up and down to your clit, spreading your wetness everywhere it was needed.

Licking his finger clean, your thighs buckled in anticipation as Changmin seized the rope, unfolding it above your body, the material dropping on your skin and dancing on it. It turned you on even more as the rough fabric rubbed and landed on your clit heavily, your thighs shuddering as you looked up and moaned, only to read on your boyfriend's face that he was doing it on purpose.

Just like the rope, his hands felt rough on your body, yet you could still find softness in them as he caressed your body up and down. His face was near yours when he slid the rope under your back after ordering you to lift your hips, to make the task easier for him. You seized each opportunity to kiss him anywhere you could reach his skin, Changmin kissing you back with the same fervour when your lips connected, the silk sheets moving under each single of your movements.

“You look so pretty, all tied up for me,” he said, taking a step back once he was done wrapping you up with the rope.

The placements and the tightness of the rope enhanced the volume of your boobs, the colour of it complimenting well your hardened nipples. You moaned at each of your movements since the material was stuck in between your labia lips, the roughness rubbing against your clit and rim, travelling upward around your bound hands in the lower part of your back before coiling around your neck, creating a thick, colourful choker.

You needily whined, your mouth falling agape as you stared at your boyfriend, his cock twitching in his pants at your state; he had barely done anything, and you looked like he had sent you over the edge three times in a row. He loved to see the rope in between your legs getting coated by your juices, then slowly drip down your inner thighs.

Changmin helped you get on your knees on the bed, and he took your spot against the pillows, the sight of his bulge making your mouth water with desire.

“You want it, uh? You want my cock, right?” he teased, and you eagerly nodded, thickly swallowing as you couldn’t tear your eyes away from his crotch.

“Yes, Changmin, I want it so bad,” you gazed at his veiny hands unbuckling his belt painfully slowly, the smirk on his mouth hinting at you that he was in a teasing mood.

You softly panted when his dick sprung free from his boxers, his left hand holding it from the base as the other was wrapped around your chin, guiding you closer to his shaft. Losing your balance, your cheek collided softly with his muscular thigh, giving a faint smile as you could still smell the faint laundry lingering on the fabric of his boxers.

“Now suck on my cock like the lovely doll you are,” he muttered, pressing the tip of his cock against your closed lips, smearing them with the pre-cum that was oozing from his tip.

You eagerly licked the salty substance off of it and gave the shaft kitten licks down to his balls, taking one in your mouth before sucking on it. Changmin hissed before you hummed and gave the same treatment to the other one, the vibrations of your mouth around it making him shudder. With your tongue trailing and teasing up to the slit, you eventually spat on top of his dick and wrapped your lips around it, tongue focusing on the slit as Changmin threw his head back, nearly bumping on the bedframe.

His hand tangled in your hair and applied a bit of pressure, pushing his cock further inside your mouth. You felt the blood-saturated vein whirled around his length graze against your tongue, more precum rolling down the back of your throat. You swallowed it, your mouth constricting around his tip, making Changmin hiss again and look down at you.

“You make me feel good doll, keep going,” he mumbled lowly.

You smiled, kissing his cock just for your mouth to sink back down further around it, taking him bits by bits until you could feel him down your throat. Hollowing your cheeks, you bobbed your head around his thick shaft and moaned, his hand flying to your hair while the other played with his balls as your hands were tied in your back.

Changmin moaned out your name, soon followed by a curse, his tightening grip on your hair signalling that he was close. You took his dick the furthest you could, making you gag and spit gradually rolled down your chin. You started swallowing around him and groaning as you felt the tip of his dick twitch down your throat. His hand in your hair travelled down your back, tugging on the rope that followed your spine, making the dampened cord rub in between your folds.

You squirmed and whined around his cock, Changmin’s eyes shutting tightly as his whole length felt the vibrations, pushing him another step closer to the edge. You wanted to pump his cock, feel and touch his body, but it was going to remain a fantasy tonight. You were at his mercy, and he was using you like a fucktoy to reach his high.

His hand stopped having fun with the rope and joined the other one on top of your head, slowly thrusting his hips in your mouth when you licked down his shaft. He continued pushing his dick down your throat without respite, loving how you looked on your knees with your ass up, focusing on his cock like the good girl you were, the red rope ornamenting your gorgeous body.

“A-Ah, Y/N, baby, I’m gonna cum, don’t stop,” he groaned, and you pulled away, catching your breath again before wrapping your mouth around the tip. You eagerly started sucking and rolling your tongue around it, smirking as you could tell it stimulated and aroused him a lot, his moans getting more frequent and louder, his hands in your hair pulling on the locks.

“Fuck doll, you’re so good at this, fuck, fuck I’m cumming,” he mumbled, out of breath, pressing down on your head to brush the tip of your nose against his trimmed pelvic, your boyfriend groaning loudly. Your eyes closed shut as thick ropes of cum coated and slid down your throat, his dick twitching in your mouth as you swallowed around him. Changmin rapidly pumped the rest of his shaft that couldn’t fit in your mouth in a chain of curses mixed with loud moans, emptying himself inside your hot cave.

You took everything he gave you, eagerly swallowing his seeds before pulling away, his softening dick shining with spit falling from your lips. You swallowed one last time before opening your mouth wide for him to see that there was no trace left of his release.

“What a good girl,” he lovingly cradled your cheek and caressed your warm skin with his thumb, his muscular chest heaving up and down as he was still coming down from his high. You could tell that he just underwent one of the best orgasms in his life, you had never seen him this fucked out and out of breath. A wave of pride rushed down to your core, the rope turning a deeper shade of red at it was now soaked, the ministrations on your boyfriend turning you on to the max.

Changmin was quick to come back to his senses and toppled you over, toying with the rope while kissing and sucking on your breasts, progressively descending to your core.

“Let me return the favour, darling,” he smirked, and you whined when Changmin’s hot breath tantalised your clit, his tongue pushing on the drenched rope, which applied pressure on your clit and convulsing hole.

“Please make me cum, I need it so badly,” you begged and moaned loudly when Changmin reiterated his actions, smirking at how sensitive you got just by sucking him off.

"Got it, darling.”

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