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oracle-of-dream · 19 hours

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Never Really Alone, Pt. 2

Minors DNI

Summary: A continuation of Never Really Alone, go read that first! You've woken up after being knocked out. You don't know where you are...

Warnings: Male reader, Anal Sex, Blowjob, Cum swallowing/eating, Scratching, Several Pet names, Cum on body, Overstimulation, Passing out after sex, Chained to the bed, Stalking, Kidnapping, Virgin reader

Wordcount: 3k

Your eyes slowly opened, squinting from the harsh light above you. There wasn't any rain thumping on your window, and you felt a breeze in the room. Maybe from a fan. You sat up, you're whole body stiff. Your neck ached from sleeping in such an uncomfortable position. But you don't remember going to bed...

You tried to think back... The power had gone out, Xiaojun came to help you, left to get something, and then...

Your body felt a rush of electricity as you remembered fully. You started taking in the surroundings. You weren't in your room–it was some sort of a room with glass walls and fancy furniture all over. Your clothes were changed too. You had white shorts, knee-high socks, a long white cardigan, and a red T-shirt. Even your underwear was different from the ones you remember wearing earlier. In the room; Bookcases were filled with different colored books. The furniture was clean leather with a wine-red color. The glass was extremely thick. Outside the glass something like a garden with a large curtain that could cover the entire box you found yourself in.

You stood from the bed and heard the sound of metal sliding against the floor. You'd been chained to the bed. The chain pooled on the floor and led into a hole in the wall.

"Finally awake?" A familiar voice sounded from the other side of the bed. Xiaojun sat in a high-backed chair, looking at you. He looked refreshed, like he'd finally slept, and his clothes changed from his usual sweater. He had a black cardigan, black pants, and a white shirt.

"Xiaojun? What's going on?" You looked at him, examining his calm demeanor. That's when you realized he wasn't chained at all. "Y-You're free!? Help me!"

"My poor sweet bird." Xiaojun moved and sat on the bed, patting the spot next to him. Reluctantly, you sat next to him. "You must be so confused after hitting your head."

"What happened?"

"You had a pretty bad tumble, so I had to bring you here to get you patched up," He explained softly, pointing at your head. You hadn't even noticed you had a bandage around your head. "I had to take care of you. There was so much blood..."

"B-Blood?" You tried to remember falling but you couldn't remember anything like that. "Well, I'm okay now! So we can leave, right?"

"No! It's not safe out there. You have to stay safe, stay where I can see you. Remember telling me you felt safe with me? It made me so happy..." Xiaojun's smile was deranged. "You basically begged me to save you."

"I don't think I understand what's happening." The room felt like it was spinning. Your head started hurting, throbbing.

"Let's not get too worked up now. You'll hurt yourself." Xiaojun tried to touch you but you reeled away from him.

"Are you doing this to me?"

"I'm saving you!" Xiaojun pressed a button on a remote, making the chain in the wall get shorter. You fell to the ground as your feet were pulled out from underneath you, colliding with the cold hardwood floor. Xiaojun knelt down next to you. "You'll see it. I'm helping you..."

"How–"

Xiaojun pulled on your hair, making your head hurt even more. "Don't be rude! I've been kind, so the least you can do is show gratitude!" His voice rang in your ears as he raised it. You felt small, reduced to nothing, as he towered over you.

You shrank into yourself. "T-Thank you..."

Xiaojun leaned closer. "Louder."

"Thank you," Your voice trembled as you said the words.

He looked you in your eyes, watching how they teared up. "I just can't stay mad at you–but you shouldn't push me like that. I get angry sometimes..." Xiaojun held you in a tight hug, pressing your body against his as you didn't have the strength to lift your arms.

"Xiaojun?"

He looked down at you. "Yes, beautiful?"

"Are you going to kill me?"

Xiaojun gasped. "No! Never. I'd never do something like that–but that's not an excuse to test my patience. If you get into trouble, you'll get punished." Xiaojun scooped you into his arms, lifting you onto the bed. "Now get more sleep. We can play later." Your captor tucked you into bed, fluffed your pillow, and smiled lovingly as he left you alone with your new reality. You cried yourself to sleep, hopeless and powerless...

You dreamed of home. Your parents. Your job. It all made you cry, even in a dream. You felt your chest tighten, your breathing cut off as you choked on something. Torn from your dream, Xiaojun had his hands around your neck, squeezing as he ground against you. You struggled and thrashed until he let you go, letting you breathe.

You choked and coughed. Xiaojun kissed your inner thigh. "I'm sorry, baby. You just looked so sexy sleeping so soundly, I couldn't stop myself." You collected yourself on the opposite side of the bed, trying to calm down. "Baby, look at me."

You looked at him, crying again.

"You already respond to your new name so well. And you look so fucking hot crying. I could just bite you." Xiaojun crawled toward you as you recoiled away from him. "Shh, don't be scared of me. Come here," He called to you with a hand stretched out.

"When do I get to leave?"

"You're not leaving!? I–" Xiaojun took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't get angry. If you really want, we can go outside when you show me you can handle it. So I know you won't run away."

You nodded quickly. "How can I do that?" You were desperate, if there was even a 1% chance you could get away from him once you were outside then you'd take it. No matter the cost.

"You need to show me you love me. Body and Mind. Soul too. I fell for you the moment I saw you when we first met." Xiaojun grabbed your chain and pulled you closer, "come here."

You moved closer.

"Wait. Crawl to me. You look so cute like that." Xiaojun's smile was soft but the words that came from his mouth were inhuman. You moved back and crawled to him. "Slower, don't rush," Xiaojun commanded as he rubbed his cock in his pants. You slowed your crawl, swinging your hips as you looked at him in the eye with the sweetest look you could muster. He moaned with delight. "That's what I want. Come sit here."

You sat next to him.

"Good boy," Xiaojung praised you. "First, we need to get your pills."

"Pills?"

"Yes. Medicine for your head, remember?" Xiaojun produced two small pills from his pocket.

"I don't want pills!" You cried, but Xiaojun ignored you as he popped them into his mouth and kissed you. He forced the pill into your mouth, holding you together until you swallowed them.

"I wouldn't have to be so rough if you listened." He looked at the way you stared at him. "What is it?"

"I-I've never kissed anyone..." You confessed.

"I was your first!? I'm so sorry, baby! I should've made this better for you–more special. I was planning so many things! Daddy's so dirty..." You shivered at the title he'd given himself. Would you have to call him that too? Xiaojun jumped off the bed, pressing a few buttons on a pad on the wall which opened a door in the wall. He disappeared before returning with flower petals and the lights moved to a dim lighting. He spread the petals all over the bed.

"What's this for?"

Xiaojun patted your head. "Just wait, don't be impatient."

You eyed the keypad on the wall. You'll need to learn the numbers to find a way out...

"Okay, done. Lay down, beauty." You looked back at the bed, covered in petals. Clumsily, you climbed into the bed as the chain made it hard to lift your foot. Xiaojun stripped off his shirt. "I'm going to make this night perfect for you. I want our first time to be magical."

"Is this not your first time?"

Xiaojun smirked. "Are you getting possessive?"

"No, I was just curious..."

"Don't worry about me, tonight's about you."

"Xiaojun, I don't know–"

"When it's an intimate time, you call me, Daddy. Got it, birdie?"

"Birdie?"

"That's your name, silly." Xiaojun pinched you gently. "My perfect little birdie. I've caught you and put you in an even prettier cage."

Your throat tightened. "Does that–"

"More questions!?" Xiaojun's eyebrows furrowed. "We can do questions later, right now I'm trying to be romantic." You had more to stay, for your safety, you didn't ask anything else. You just had to put up with it until you could find a moment to break free–You needed to feed into his delusion, no matter how much he scared you. The moment you gave up, you'd lose to him. Undisturbed, Xiaojun crawled between your legs and laid your head on the pillow, putting a pillow underneath your hips as well.

You focused on calming your heart as Xiaojung's hungry eyes met with your fearful ones. You wouldn't die here.

"Just take it slow, baby," Xiaojun cooed before gently pressing his lips to yours. The first kiss was soft, gentle, and controlled. His lips were so soft and tasted like pineapple juice. You separated for a moment before Xiaojun pushed you back in for more. The second kiss was more passionate, his lips sucking your bottom lip into his mouth and biting you softly. His tongue slithered in between your lips, earning a small whimper from you, as he prodded deeper into your mouth. Your tongues met and Xiaojun moaned happily, his hands moved along your body. His hips pressed against yours in gentle thrusts as he played with your nipples.

You broke the kiss first. "T-That tickles!"

"They're sensitive? Good to know." He pushed up your shirt as he kissed down your neck and torso stopping at both nipples to give them an even amount of attention. "So tasty. So fucking delicious," He whispered, his breath warm hitting your skin. He moved your hips, showing you how to grind against him to press your cocks against each other. "Come on, baby. Use me. Whatever you want, I'll give it to you."

You decided to shoot your shot. "This is too tight. Can we take this off?" You shook your left leg, making the chain shake.

"Ask for something else. Anything else."

You didn't know what else to ask for. He wouldn't let you go so easily. You needed him even more relaxed... "Can I see it?"

"See what?" You looked down, letting your hand explain as it drifted to his waistband. Xiaojun's eyes widened, "Of course you can!" He lifted himself off you and rushed to unbutton his pants to unveil his cock to you. Even though you were putting on an act, his cock was big and you felt your cock getting harder as you looked at it.

"Be a good boy for me, birdie." His cock twitched as it pointed at you. you took the sign and crawled to him, just like before. "Be easy with it. No biting, either," Xiaojun warned as he pushed his cock toward you. You opened your mouth, still on all fours, allowing Xiaojun to slide his cock into your mouth. "Holy fuck," Xiaojun muttered as his nails dug into your shoulder. It was hard to fit in your mouth with how girthy it was, your jaw struggled to open. "That's it, keep going!" You choked slightly as you felt his cock slide further down his throat. You moved back but Xiaojun caught you by the hair. "Don't run away, keep pushing. You got it." Your body twitched and burned as you resisted the urge to pull away from him, forcing yourself to accept the intrusion in your throat. "I'm so close! Hold your breath and get ready to swallow." You listened and braced yourself. As soon as your eyes shit, you feel your mouth fill with cum as his cock swells from his orgasm.

When Xiaojung pulls away, your mouth is full of the surprisingly sweet substance. "Swallow it. It tastes okay, right?" You nodded, mouth still full. "Is it too much?" You nodded again. "Alright, lay back and kiss me. I'll drink some, and you have the rest." You could've swallowed it all, but you didn't want to. But you didn't expect Xiaojun to be so compromising. He climbed on top of you and lowered himself to kiss you, drinking his cum out of your mouth as your lips moved with his. "Wow, it is sweet," He mumbled between kisses. He drank a little before you swallowed the rest with an audible gulp. "Good job, sweet boy. You did it!" He cheered.

Xiaojun pulled you to sit up, chest to chest. "Do you think you can keep going?"

Your skin tingled. "Y-Yes..."

"Good. Because I don't know if I can stop myself." Xiaojun bit at your neck as he lifted you, shifting his legs so you were completely in his lap. He tugged at your shorts. "Lose them," He ordered.

You wiggled out of your shorts, embarrassed to find out that you weren't wearing underwear like you'd thought.

"Your cock is so cute, the way it shakes." Xiaojun grabbed your shaft and stroked you, earning unstable moans. "This really is your first time, isn't it?"

"Please don't keep asking–"

"Don't be embarrassed about it. That's what makes you so beautiful. And, honestly, it's even hotter than I'm the one who gets to have you first and forever."

He lifted your hips, making his head meet your stomach as your knees were on his sides–he sat between your legs as his fingers played with your hole. You felt them enter you. Three at once, but you didn't feel as much pain.

"You're taking the medicine really well, baby."

"What were those pills?"

"They were muscle relaxers so you won't feel any tension in your head anymore. There's a side effect about other muscles being relaxed, but we should work with that." Xiaojun smiled playfully as he lowered you, his cock poking at your hole. You realized he was telling the truth when you struggled to lift yourself or move your legs. They barely shifted, no matter how much effort you put into moving. Xiaojun loved watching you panic the face you made was so cute, but he was getting impatient. He lowered you the rest of the way, stretching you as his cock slipped into you. Even with the "medicine", he could still feel his cock inside you. Your virginity was stolen from you in an instant. And you were helpless to stop it.

"Still so tight, you're perfect," Xiaojun moaned into your chest as he moved you on his cock. Your head fell on his shoulder as you tried to keep your voice inside. "Why won't you sing for me, birdie? Am I not fucking you good enough?" Xiaojun leaned forward, pinning you on your back under his weight, the soft mattress catching you. "I guess I'll have to try harder to hear you."

The pace was slow at first. Xiaojun loved watching his cock slide out of you and seeing how your eyes rolled back when thrust into you at full force. Ten hits, back to back, as you kept your mouth shut–your brain barely keeping your sanity.

"You're taking me so nicely, so easy, aren't you?" Xiaojun kissed your cheek. "I've gotta fuck you so well you'll scream for me. Either that or until you pass out. Let's see which happens first," He said with an evil smirk. He started picking up the pace, somehow finding the strength to fuck you even harder. So hard that your body moved forward on the bed with each thrust, so Xiaojun would have to pull you by your hips onto his cock again. The sound of skin slapping together and his grunts filled the room as tears rolled down your face. Your hands clawed at his back, making him moan and shake. "Oh, dirty boy, aren't you? Keep going!" His thrusts never lost tempo as he pushed you closer to your orgasm. You tightened around him but still bit your cheek to stay quiet. "You're close, aren't you? You're squeezing even tighter. Maybe you'll sing if I make you cum?"

Xiaojun lifted your hips, fucking into you with only the strength of his arms. Lifting you into each thrust rather than moving his hips, he was able to go even faster. You felt your orgasm around the corner, tears streamed, and you lost focus for just a moment when he hit your spot. A small squeak passed through your lips.

"I heard you. It's too late for you now! I'm gonna fill you with so much cum," Xiaojun growled as he stared into your eyes.

"I'm cumming–" You whispered.

"Yes, that's it! Talk to me," Xiaojun cheered. "Just cum, go ahead and let it out!"

You follow his orders and let it go. A moan ripped from your chest as your whole body tensed, cum shooting from your cock and your hole twitching from the nonstop sensation overload. Xiaojun fucked you through the entire thing and continued after it ended.

“Wait-stop!” You sobbed.

Xiaojun leaned down and licked a tear off your cheek. “You’re so cute when you cry, do it more! Cry for me to stop, please.” Xiaojun let go of your hips and pulled on your wrists, plunging him deeper, he leaned back and continued moving his hips. The new angle was hitting your spot every time, overloading your head. You struggled against him but he was so strong, you could feel bruises already forming where he grabbed you… The last ounce of strength of mind you had faded away, leaving nothing but Xiaojun and his cock. Your voice finally revealed itself, you moaned and squealed with every thrust. “Your noises-so cute! I can’t hold it!” Xiaojun dropped your arms and pulled out of you, cumming all over your torso. Thick ropes covered your white clothes, making them darker where the fabric was wet.

Xiaojun sighed in relief. “My god, you’re amazing. Such a good boy for me.” He stroked your hair, listening to the sound of your breathing. “How about a bath now, since Daddy got you dirty.” Xiaojun studied your face, your eyes were closed and your breathing was steady.

You’d actually passed out…

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ericscroptop · 30 days

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Good Girls Ride

✧ pairing: bf! xiaojun x gf! reader

✦ genre: smut

✧ warnings: 18+ (minors DNI), smut, p!rn without plot, cursing, cowgirl position, riding, unprotected sex, dirty talk, pet names, kissing

✦ word count: 3.1k words

✧ synopsis: plain and simple: it’s your first time riding dejun.

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Your head rested against Dejun’s shoulder while your body had found home comfortably in his lap, cuddled into his chest as you guys spent time lazily watching movies together.

Now usually when men watch movies with their girlfriends, it often leads to sex because they can’t seem to keep it in their pants.

But right now, it is you who can’t seem to focus on the television with your hot boyfriend so close to you.

Dejun had his undivided attention on the film currently playing. He’s been raving about this action film that came out recently— of which, you honestly couldn’t give a rat’s ass about.

Though, you agreed to watch this movie when you saw how his eyes lit up in elation when he discovered it had been added to streaming services.

You obliged since he always went along with what you wanted to do and put your needs first 95% of the time.

He perpetually gave you princess treatment and attention. Always allowing you to be the one to choose what to eat when you two were eating out. Letting you be in charge of aux when you were his passenger princess. And, he always ensures that you’re satisfied and reached your climax every single time you two had intercourse.

Dejun was consistently sweet to you. You loved him for that. He took care of you beyond well and you never took for granted his sweet nature.

Though, that’s what should make moments that surround him and his desires a bit more special. Your boyfriend rarely complains in allowing you to pick and choose most of the time. In fact, he encourages it. He loves giving you what you want and no matter what he does with you, he’s just grateful that you’re by his side.

And so, you really want to be able to sit through this 3 hour-long movie with your boyfriend, as he’d been more than eager to show you something he’s interested in.

But this genre of movie isn’t particularly your favorite. And you know Dejun is well aware it’s not really your vibe.

Which is why he has you pulled into his lap. So you could remain still and held securely in his embrace to watch this movie like a good girl.

Not only was boredom beginning to strike your brain, but you also had a habit of having the inability to stay still. You made way too many movements— whether big or small.

You squirmed so much like a worm. You often had to reposition yourself or fidget as long as you were awake and weren’t focused.

It especially was hitting you now that your ass covered by thin leggings rested over Dejun’s lap and crotch, covered in those lightweight, mesh basketball shorts he always wore when lounging around the house.

Not to mention, he was wearing a black muscle tank that tormented you by having his bare arms on display.

His left arm was currently draped over your shoulder, the palm of his hand and fingers occasionally giving you gentle touches over your own arm and shoulder.

Locking in on this movie way out of your taste was already hard enough on its own, and your boyfriend merely existing was making it even harder.

You can’t help the sexual appetite you suddenly have now. Your mind drifts off to the pretty noises your boyfriend made in bed and how his body fit so well against yours. How he loved when you tugged on his hair and massaged it. How he’s just always so good to you and it makes you want to get on your knees for him.

You just love the shit out of him and want to be buried deep inside him for life.

A sigh leaves your mouth while you crane your neck to graze your lips over his neck. Your eyelids shut as you dot feathery kisses over his skin, humming in pleasure as you do so.

Dejun’s hold on you tightens a bit once your teeth begin to nip his neck, sucking in a breath.

“Hey… what are you doing, love?” his eyes are doing their best to stay focused on the movie whilst your lips stuck over his neck like a magnet.

He was too keen on watching this movie for weeks now, but nothing stops you when lust takes over.

“Just obsessed with you.” you mumbled into his skin, continuing in kissing him up and probably leaving a mark or two in the process.

Your body begins to squirm over him, shifting your ass from side to side even within his hold in attempt to stimulate his dick to get him hard.

Your ears pick up on him swallowing hard at your actions, and you bounce over him carefully, but enough to get him to draw out a low moan.

He can feel your lips curve into a smile over his skin. Your dominant hand finds its way into his scalp, massaging it lovingly. Your other hand rests on the back of his neck.

“You’re just always so needy, huh? Always want my attention.” Dejun teases, and you remove your mouth from his neck to look him in the eyes.

“Can’t help myself, Junie. You’re so hot.” your gaze stays concentrated on his pupils, looking at him with bedroom eyes and mouth slightly parted as you grind into him. The both of you hiss at the feeling of each other’s crotch against one another and the friction created.

“Tell you what. Since you’re being all cute over my lap right now, why don’t we go take this to the bed and you can ride me?”

Your movements halt, mouth agape from his words and confidence faded away.

He smirks at your expression, and only reaches a hand down to your thigh to pat it gently.

“Since you don’t want to watch the movie I chose, the least you can do is do what I want in the bedroom. Can you do that for me, pretty?”

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And so you agreed.

The two of you neglected the movie and headed to the bedroom, quickly discarding all your clothes between heated kisses and teasing.

Now, you sit in front of Dejun. His legs are spread out on either side of you, and his arms are leaned back behind him, holding himself up on the bed.

His eyes sparkled at you in anticipation. Waiting for you to split yourself open and welcome his manhood up inside you.

Though, you can only stare dumbly at his veiny cock and swallow hard.

You’re aching to feel his length inside you, but you’ve never actually rode anyone before.

You didn’t know what it felt like to be on top. And something about sinking down onto his dick just seemed really intimidating.

Taking control in this way was foreign to you. Being pampered and Dejun doing all the work was what you were used to.

The spotlight was on you. Of course you’ve seen explicit content and heard about what it’s like to be on top, but that’s it. You weren’t sure if you could execute the proper skills and avoid embarrassing yourself.

“Jun… I’ve never been on top before.” you look at his eyes with an innocent stare.

“I don’t know if I can do it, babe.” a pout forms on your lips, causing your boyfriend to chuckle.

He knows you secretly just want him to do what you’re used to. Bending you over and fucking the shit out of you. But he wants to challenge you for once.

He saw how eager you were to kiss him up and tease your ass over his crotch just a bit ago. He knows you have it in you to ride him. You can take it for him.

“You can do it, baby. I’m right here incase you need help.” he reassures you, bringing his thumb to your cheek and rubbing it sweetly.

You half smile nervously at him, still a bit hesitant at proceeding with the act of riding him.

But, you trust Dejun so much. He would never hurt you or make you feel bad. If he thinks you can do it, then you believe him.

Your dominant hand reaches for his cock. It twitches at your touch and your fingers begin to lube up his length with his own precum.

Your teeth catch your bottom lip in hold and Dejun feels hot in feeling and seeing you touch his dick and adjusting yourself over him to bring his length close to your pussy.

Cock within your hold, you start to play with the head against your folds to get you wet enough to take him, causing Dejun’s breathing to increase and you whimper at the contact.

“C’mon baby. I got you.” Dejun whispers and brings a hand to your wrist, his touch encouraging you to welcome him in.

And so you do.

He helps you put it in. You align yourself over him well with his aid and his cock head enters your hole. You hiss with eyes shut as you sink down him inch by inch, resting your legs on either side of him, and your boyfriend says nothing but words of encouragement during the process of his length stretching you out.

You let out a breath you didn’t even realize you were holding once he bottoms you out, prompting you to whine at the feeling of fullness.

“C’mere.” your boyfriend coos and you carefully lean over towards his face to connect your lips with his, each of your hands resting on one another’s body.

You two make out for a minute while you cock warm him. He lets you get used to him being inside you in this way for a moment so you could get comfortable and less tense.

And you do loosen up. Your mouth moved in sync with his own, and you begin to rock your hips back and forth, grinding over him as the desperation to get yourself off waves over you.

Your arms wrap around his neck and his hands feel all up on the curves and edges of your body while you grind over his cock.

Your hips play around with moving back and forth and moving in a circular motion, testing out the waters.

A filthy moan then leaves your mouth at the stimulation of grinding your clit, making a smirk appear on Dejun’s face as you get used to this.

“I wanna feel you fucking yourself over me. You can do that for me, can you, pretty?” his voice low.

You only whimper in response. Your hands let go from around his neck and find new settlement on his shoulders and chest.

Your hips then lift carefully, starting to move up and down over his length. Your moist pussy letting half of his length slip in and out repeatedly, but slowly.

His hands hold your hips securely, and his eyes are gleaming as he watches you work yourself up and down, mouth open while you concentrate and use his cock like a toy.

Seeing you like this is captivating. The sexual passion you have is strong.

He is in awe at how beautiful your entire being is, and dives into your right breast, beginning to kiss the soft flesh.

It adds more stimulation onto you, fucking up your brain at the pleasure being brought to your sensitive areas.

His tongue coats your erect nipple, leaving his saliva and wetness all over your breast and he then starts hungrily sucking hickeys onto the skin as best as he can, and repeating the same with your other breast. “Fucking hell, you’re gonna ruin me.” he mumbled in between attacking your mounds.

You continue to slide yourself and bounce over him, breath hitching as you do so repeatedly.

Evidently though, you’re starting to feel tired. Unfortunately for you, you don’t have good enough stamina and your thighs are starting to burn from this new position.

You sink back all the way down, beginning to go back to grinding yourself over him at a steady pace. You love the way grinding brings so much stimulation to your swollen clit, and it has you smiling. You moan and let free a couple hushed gasps in satisfaction at the feeling.

Dejun mimics your smile and groans at your neediness and desperation.

It’s turning him on in seeing you attempt to get yourself off right on top of him in full naked view, so filled up with his thick cock— working so hard to fuck yourself over him.

Though, Dejun admits that he did like seeing you bounce up and down his cock, watching his cock split you open.

As much as he loves watching you grinding right now, he thinks it’s time for him to take over.

“Love seeing you like this, pretty. But I think it’s time for me to take over, yeah?”

His hands move over to your ass cheeks, massaging them before his fingers start digging deep into the flesh.

You suddenly gasp when he lifts you up carefully over his cock, starting to slide you up and down over his length.

His hips begin to thrust upwards, fucking you at his own pace and to his own pleasure.

“Ahhh— Dejun!” you practically scream at Dejun’s sudden take over.

Your eyes concentrate on his face, watching the hunger that is deeply visible in his pupils as he follows a rhythm within his thrusts. His nails are deeply dug into your bottom as he uses his strength to lift you up and down. Groans and irregular breaths leave his throat at the feeling of your walls stroking his cock.

You can’t help but start to alternate between tightening and loosening your walls at the feeling of Dejun using his cock to his control. It’s sending him into overdrive, and makes him even hungrier for you two to reach climax. His thick brows tighten together and his chest heaved with every plunge.

“Mhm, you like when I have control— don’t you, baby?” your boyfriend grunts as he raises his hips, making him reach inside of you deeper and come in contact with your cervix.

High pitched moans escape your throat at the feeling, and you tilt yourself forward a bit. Practically gripping onto his chest and shoulders to keep yourself steady, trying not to fall over from how fucked out you are from the pure bliss he’s bringing to your pussy with his cock.

The position you’re in allows a fantastic vantage point for your g-spot. It is then that you feel that tingly tension from your clit and your groin muscles contract.

It’s starting to hurt so good. You can feel your climax coming. Tightness is present from your back down to your legs. Excess saliva builds up in your mouth from the immense pleasure coursing your body and your heart rate picks up.

“Dejun… ba-baby I’m…” tears begin to build up and cloud your vision, just like how the pressure of your boyfriend’s cock is fucking you senseless and fogging your brain from any clear thoughts. You can’t even finish your sentence and barely are able to talk.

Dejun can feel you squeeze his shaft and stares darkly at your face. He sees your fucked-out state and knows his girl is on the verge of milking his cock.

A tear manages to slip out your eye and roll down your cheek, and you whine at how full and overwhelmed you are.

This encourages Dejun to keep up his movements. Adding extra emphasis to each thrust he makes and grunting loudly at his effort and in seeing the way your body is responding to him.

Your stomach muscles clench and breasts jiggle at every movement, leaving him aroused times a million and oversexed by your body. You’re like a moving work of art to him, and he can’t help but feel the blood rushing through his cock at this beautiful, lewd scene.

“Let it out, babygirl. I’m so ready for you.” he growls out, and his words cue you to release, immediately satisfying that itch-pain pleasure that took over your body.

There’s a heat increase within your pussy as you cum. Every inch of you trembles at the feeling of your juices coming out and Dejun’s cock still moving inside you.

Your mouth is wide open in relief and from the electric shock rushing your senses.

“Oh my god—uhhh!” you moan loudly, and your boyfriend’s length begins to twitch not only from your dirty noises that are like heaven to him, but also from how his cock feels like it’s swimming inside your pussy. His shaft is practically drowning and overflowing in your cum, all drenched.

His dick starts to feel sparkly, and he continues to fuck you a bit longer as his own ejaculation is coming.

His entire face contorts, and he deeply groans once he lets go. You can feel his dick swell and grow a bit, and it spasms and pulsates with each and every hot spurt.

Your walls can’t help but squeeze over him as hard as you can while he cums inside of you.

The warmth and pressure of his semen reaches your cervix and fills you up, making it feel like your pussy is getting baked from all the heat stuffed inside of you.

After milking himself dry, he lets his body fall back onto the bed. You allow yourself to drop on top of him, chests colliding.

Both of your heartbeats are still racing from the ‘exercise’ and your legs and thighs shake, coming down from your high and the physical activity.

“You did so well for me. I got you, pretty.” Dejun moves his right hand towards your back to calm you down. His fingers come in contact with sweat glistening your spine, and you cringe at the feeling.

“God, I’m so sweaty. Don’t touch me— i’m gross.” you’re quick to say, trying to shift off Dejun but he keeps you secured over him, refusing to let go.

“We just fucked like animals and you think I care about sweat?” your boyfriend scoffs and lets out a chuckle.

He lifts his free hand towards the nape of his neck, feeling his own sweat that drenched it. He removes his hand quickly after coating his hand, and holds it in the air to show you.

“See? I’m sweaty too. It’s normal, baby.”

Rolling your eyes is the only response you give him. You rest your head against his bare chest, pressing a gentle kiss against his skin.

Your lids close for a moment, his cock still inside you. There’s no motivation in you to leave his arms or move your body. You just wanna be stuck in his embrace forever.

“Wanna go actually watch the movie this time now that you got what you wanted?” Dejun whispers.

You let out a sigh, “Nah, I think it’s time for a nap.” You snuggled your head into his chest, trying to win him over with your cuteness.

In response, he huffs out some air and without warning, brings a hand to smack your ass.

You gasp at the feeling, and hiss at the sensitivity you have from the waist down post-sex. “Dejun!” you scold him.

“Always such a brat. You’re lucky I love you.”

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hi can you do a xiaojun x male reader smut?

I totally can, I've already been trying to write something for him so I'll put it here! It's gonna be in parts so hang tight <3

Never Really Alone

Minors DNI

Summary: A feeling, at the corner of your mind. Always with you–even when you know you're alone. Someone's watching you, following you, getting closer...

Warnings: Male Reader, Stalking, Thunderstorms, Psychological terror, Fear of darkness

Wordcount: 1.5k

As your eyes opened, dark circles under them, you felt it again. The same feeling you've been experiencing for the last few weeks. It feels like you're never truly alone–someone you can't see is always with you. At first, you believed it was just the feeling of settling into your new apartment. You moved in about a month ago, but the feeling followed you outside your apartment.

At Work. The Cafe. Walking down streets. Everywhere you went.

It was to the point that you couldn't stop looking over your shoulder, even in broad daylight. You'd bought a taser, keeping it with you always even when you went to bed. The extra security still never was enough to make you feel safe enough.

You didn't have anyone to talk to about it. You'd just moved because you started a new job, if you told any of your coworkers they'd think you're crazy. Calling your parents was out of the question, they'd see it as a reason to bring you back home. You even thought about seeing a therapist. You could only text your friends from back home, they made you feel heard but couldn't do anything to help you. You were alone.

Work was the only time that you felt okay. You were surrounded by people who were at least semi-familiar, and it made you feel comfortable. But one night, after a long day of work, there was chatter about a get-together of all your coworkers.

"Y/n, you'll come, right?" Your team lead asked.

"No, I'm sorry, not tonight. I... have to look after my cousin tonight," You lied.

Your coworkers didn't press you for more as they left to enjoy each other's company, leaving you alone again. Almost alone. The feeling returned as you walked out of the work building, rushing to get home. The clouds were dark, thunder sounded in the distance, and rain was coming. You liked the rain, the soft sound of rain distracted you from feeling watched. It sometimes even made you smile, having something else to be focused on for a change.

As you got to your apartment, hustling up the stairs, a man stood outside your door. It was your landlord, Xiaojun. He was a thinner man, with black hair, always having a tired look in his eyes–like he never slept, draped in a black sweater you had always seen him in. He was standing outside your door, holding a bundle of mail.

"Hi, y/n," His voice was deep and soothing. "I noticed you hadn't picked up your mail in a while, so I wanted to drop it off."

"Thank you, that's so nice." You put on a smile as you took the mail from him.

"Have a good night, watch out for the storm. I've heard some people have had outages. Call me if anything happens," Xiaojun said as he walked down the hallway before descending the stairs.

You entered your apartment and closed the door, sighing in relief. Xiaojun was a nice man, and you felt safe around him. He offered your apartment to you at a discounted rate, after mentioning how expensive all the others were. He always went out of his way to make you feel comfortable. He also looked pretty handsome when he wasn't super tired.

You put the mail on the counter and then realized–the feeling was gone. You didn't feel like you were being watched... The urge to break down and cry was too powerful as you sobbed silently. Your chest had a weight lifted off of it. But your celebration was short-lived. As soon as you started changing out of your work clothes, you felt a sharp coldness run up your back. It was back. Now you wanted to cry for different reasons.

You took your taser out of your bag and took it with you as you swept through your apartment, just like every day, checking your home. But, just like always, you never found anyone.

You returned to your mail and started to sort it right as your lights went out. Xiaojun mentioned power outages so this is probably it. The storm must've knocked it right out. You stumbled through the darkness that invited itself into your home until you found your phone–Xiaojun asked you to call him if anything happened so he must have a way to fix it...

The phone rang as you waited for him to pick up, the sound of the rain getting louder and less friendly.

"Hello?" Xiaojun's voice came out of your phone.

"Hi Xiaojun, it's y/n, we just spoke?"

"Of course, I know who you are, silly. Can I help you with something?"

"Yeah, you told me to call if my power went out. Is there anything you can do about this?"

Xiaojun was silent for a moment. "I can get a flashlight, and bring it to you if you don't have one. I'll also check your power box, in your laundry room, to see if the circuit tripped."

"I'd appreciate it." You hung up the phone and waited by the door for Xiaojun to arrive. You opened it cautiously as you heard the knock, your camera for the front door was also not working so you couldn't see who it was unless you opened it. A flashing beam of light hit your eyes as they tried to adjust.

"Sorry about that, y/n. I didn't mean to shine you like that." Xiaojun's voice rumbled dryly. You blinked a few times, waiting for the dazzling sensation to fade.

"It's alright, come in," You mumbled as you rubbed your eyes. You felt Xiaojun's arms hold you as he shifted past you, pushing the door with his broad shoulder. You shut the door and followed him as he navigated your apartment, using the flashlight to light the way.

"You live here alone, right?" Xiaojun asked, trying to make conversation.

"Yes, that's right."

"What about your parents?"

"They're far away... I moved out here for a job opportunity, but I'm still trying to see if it was all worth it." You shivered, "What about you?"

"My father passed away, leaving the building for me to rent out."

Xiaojun got to the breaker box and opened it. "Hold this for me?" He handed you the flashlight so he could use both hands to work. You didn't know much about what was happening as he fiddled with wires. "Got a girlfriend?"

"Not really my type."

"Boyfriend?"

"No, I don't have anyone in my life like that..." You sighed.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to–I was just wondering." Xiaojun tried to change the subject, "So how do you like the apartment?"

"It's nice. Cozy."

"Really? No issues, at all? You're the only tenant who doesn't complain about something in their apartment."

"Well..." You hesitated, thinking about the feeling. This was your chance to talk about it. For someone to finally understand. "There's been this... one thing."

"Oh?" Xiaojun said without looking at you.

Your jaw tightened. "I've been having a weird feeling since I moved in. Like I've been followed. It started in the apartment, then went outside. I only don't notice it when I'm at work..."

"That's strange. I haven't heard anything on the news or something. You should be careful, is there any other time you feel okay?"

You blushed at the answer, "Well, I don't feel it now."

"Now?"

"I think it's because you're here?"

"So I'm making you feel safe?" Xiaojun chuckled. "That's so cute. I'll keep you safe, anytime." Xiaojun smiled, trying to focus but couldn't stop thinking about you. He sucked his teeth in frustration. "I think I need to grab a tool, can you hold this in place? It's gotta stay like this for me to fix it." You nodded as Xiaojun guided your hand over his, pressing down on a bundle of wires. "Okay, I'll be right back, so stay put." Xiaojun hopped to his feet, taking the flashlight with him as he left you in the dark. The second you couldn't hear his footsteps anymore, your chest started filling with anxiety. You felt incredibly vulnerable, and you'd left your taser in the kitchen–not wanting to scare your landlord with it. Your breathing got heavier, shadows danced in your vision, and your hands shook as they were glued to the wires.

Then you felt it. The feeling, creeping up your back, was the most intense you'd ever felt. You couldn't hear or see anything, but every hair on your body stood on end.

"W-who's there!?" You shouted into the darkness.

The darkness responded with nothing but dead silence.

You could run to the kitchen, grab your taser, and hide somewhere. But what if you attack Xiaojun by mistake? You needed something, anything. Your mind raced, but even in your panic, you could hear something. Someone breathing. They were excited, ready for you to fight back. You felt more helpless than before. You were doomed from the start. They stepped into the laundry room, finally making a singular footstep.

You stood, trying to see who it was, but only saw a shadow. There was sudden pain, and then darkness.

You were knocked out cold...

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