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coup de théâtre - IVE Jang Wonyoung (Ft. An Yujin, Naoi Rei, Kim Gaeul)

Part 2 of folie à deux.

IVE Jang Wonyoung x Male reader smut.

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6

Masterlist word count: 11,849

coup de théâtre - a sudden and surprising event

"You're just not getting it." Wonyoung stresses as her hands settle on Rei's hips. "If we get too close here, it's going to ruin everything."

"So you don't want me right here?" Rei's shoulders slouch and she pouts in confusion.

"Watch. Yujin, you know what you’re doing." Wonyoung signals the other girl over. "Gaeul, ready?"

She gives a confident nod and readies her posture.

"Alright, music, cue.” That is your signal. See, that's the only reason you're here. Wonyoung insisted you help them out during their dance practice. With the speaker at your feet, you slouch against the mirrored back wall. You can see yourself, shorts and tee loosely hung from your body, in the mirror across the room. Between you and it, the four girls are ready to spring to life. They swear they'll make it big, maybe they will, but they're not there yet.

You hit play on your phone. “Five, six, seven, eight,” and three of the girls dance. Wonyoung watches as the girls inevitably get in each other's way. Rei goes to cross between Gaeul and Yujin and the gap is so small that she almost takes a fist to the face. The mistake brings them to a halt.

"See? We need better spacing." Wonyoung demands the point again and stands between the three, explaining how things will have to line up. The four of them flail arms, pointing at their feet, imitating footwork and readjusting as needed.

You'd argue she isn't even the best dancer among them, not that there's much disparity between them. But she's the one who insists they have to be critical or they will never get better. The girls take this school dance club more seriously than anything else in this place. They start from the top again with another countdown and another play from you. It doesn't take long for everyone to get back into the motion. Gaeul turns, Yujin shifts, and Rei steps. This time it all goes buttery smooth.

Hips sway and asses shake. Bodies glimmer with sweat under the studio lights. All their slender figures move with equal parts energy and sensuality. The original choreographer wouldn’t say it, but to say it's seductive wouldn't be wholly incorrect. From the powerful steps to the flowing graceful movements, the whole thing is a pleasure to watch. Every little flourish is alluring and equally mesmerising.

This continues, round and round, over and over and over. Slowly, they iron the kinks. Work out the errors. Find the minor adjustments. All until they're dancing with all the confidence they need to own the stage when the time comes.

The sweat on their bodies soaks in to the tops of their practice outfits. Each movement has their loose strands of hair cling to their faces, necks, shoulders. They're drenched, exhausted, but they keep pushing through the final attempt. The music fades out; they finish. Rei throws herself on the floor. Laying, legs extended and arms resting beside her, she stares at the ceiling for a while with a soft groan.

The other three head toward you (more accurately; their drinks). You lift yourself up onto the bench, taking a seat at the end and handing the bottles to the girls. Wonyoung sits right beside you and leans back against the wall mirror. 

“Good job. That looked great."

"Yeah." Wonyoung barely manages that as her heavy, laboured breath requires most of her focus. She grasps her bottle with trembling fingers.

"That was good," Gaeul confirms as she takes a seat next to Wonyoung.

After handing a bottle to Rei, Yujin stands right in front of you. Drink in one hand and the other resting on her hip, at the waistband of her skin-tight leggings. "What about me? Did I look good? I think I nailed it." Yujin breathes as the words escape her lips. Her heavy lashes lower and gaze at you. A bright smile spread across her pink-tinged, sweat-slicked cheeks.

You reply honestly. "Yeah, you did. Perfect."

Rei lets out a couple of forced coughs to mockingly comment between them; get a room.

Wonyoung snickers at Rei's joke. Her breathing steady and her gaze on Yujin. "Looks like she wants to, don't you, Yujin?"

"You think?" Rei chimes in again.

“I think so," Wonyoung chuckles and swipes a strand of her hair behind her ear. "The changing room is free, but I can't promise I won't walk in."

It's like she insists on making it as awkward as possible. But there's no way she can know about you and Yujin. No. That's impossible. This must just be a coincidence—a light-hearted tease.

"So when's next practice?" Gaeul interrupts, saving you both your blushes. "I can't do any weekend practices, I'm going on a trip."

"Oh right, the fiancé," Wonyoung begins, and you brace yourself, because you know the kinds of things she usually says here. "why him? Isn't he kind of… beneath you?" 

Wonyoung is every bit as blunt and harsh as usual. There's no ambiguity there—no double-meaning or clever innuendo. It's a comment born out of her own distorted view that everyone is beneath her.

Yujin turns round, glaring with her brows raised and silently mouths the words: 'are you serious?'

"I like him," Gaeul answers simply. You'd never met her fiancé but if there's one thing you'd learned about Gaeul in your limited interactions is that she didn't act on whims. If she said yes, it's because she really likes him.

"It's his huge cock, right?" Wonyoung is as brash as ever and Yujin almost chokes on her sip of water. Rei’s head snaps up, and she's staring from her laying position. You open your mouth to speak, but it’s caught in your throat. 

"Maybe," Gaeul cuts through the awkwardness. Everyone pauses. The attention in the room rests on Gaeul, each of them not so subtlely urging her to keep talking. Yujin takes a seat on the ground at your feet, cross-legged, and ready for a story.

Gaeul has one hand scratching at her arm and the other gripping at the bottle in her lap. She hesitates a moment. Maybe she’s busy wondering if she should (or if she dare) say any more. And then she erupts in to a story that pulls no punches. "This one time, me and him got into it pretty heavy and I was deep-throating his—sorry, too graphic?"

There's a collective shake of heads. Even Rei has sat up to listen intently now. Gaeul gives the faintest smile in recognition and she continues.

"So there we were. I'm lying down and deep-throating his cock. I've got him all the way in my throat, and there was still more to go. I just couldn't. As much as I wanted his whole cock in me, it just wouldn't go." Gaeul gives a pout, lamenting her failure. "I tried so hard, I felt like I couldn't do it. Couldn't breathe. I didn't know how, not with that length buried in me. I felt so small, and... I loved it."

Her face is turning a deep shade of vermilion as she relives the memory. Still, her hand squeezes tight around her water bottle and all the others wait for Gaeul to continue. Yujin is leaning forward, hands on her knees, eyes wide and listening closely. Wonyoung looks rather relaxed on her stretch of wall with her head laid against the cool surface. The sweat from her cheeks and brow slowly trickling down. But she's rapt, fixated, awaiting the story.

"The tip hit the back of my throat. I just didn't want it to stop."

As she describes it, her candid description, with no holds barred, the vision her story creates does something to you. Your mind races at the thought that it might have been any woman in Gaeul's position. Yujin. Wonyoung.

Wonyoung.

Her hand is halfway up your thigh, clearly excited at the image Gaeul is painting. You appreciate the gesture, don't misunderstand that, but there's enough sensory overload without having the weight of her fingers pressing into the firm muscle of your thigh. It isn't doing you any favours as the tiny beads of perspiration at Wonyoung's temple burn on her skin and her flush skin glows. There’s no blaming you for the fantasies that form in your mind. Each as naughty as the last.

Yujin.

She's staring out of the corner of her eye, eyes locked with you and a blank expression on her face. And you just wonder, what it would be like to have her mouth wrapped around your cock. It's difficult, staring down the girl you like while the girl you like (and regularly fucking) has a hand on your leg. 

And you just want them both. Right here, right now.

Gaeul continues, "and he's just grabbing at me, palm on my face, gripping my head and he's just fucking my face." You can barely hear her over the beating of your own heart in your eardrum—drumming loudly.

"I must've been choking, and he thought that was hot. He couldn’t stop and I didn’t want him to. He had me pinned, pressing his fingertips into my skin."

Speaking of fingertips, Wonyoung's trace your crotch, blindly roaming and teasing.

"Fuck." Wonyoung's only word—just a whisper from her lips.

Gaeul continues, "I was in heaven." Her eyes are sparkling. They’re glazed over and far-away, lost in the vivid memory. 

"Wow," Rei stares in awe.

Gaeul shuffles around in her seat. First running her hand over her legs, pressed together at the knees, before moving a hand over her waist and pulling at the clingy material of her black yoga pants, that stretch tight across her hips. "So... Um... Yeah I guess you could say I like his huge cock."

Yujin speaks now and her voice cuts straight to your core. "He must love that you're, like, a total submissive slut in bed."

"Sometimes," Gaeul is almost back in the room, no longer enraptured by the memories of being used.

"You must blow him any chance you get," Rei pushes.

"Of course." Gaeul nods. She seems pleased as punch, her mouth spreading into a wide grin.

The words spill from your lips, "what about in public places?" And well, fuck, you meant for it to sound a lot more coy.

"A time or two..." she pauses, puckering her lips as her brows lift together, her head tilts slightly, and her gaze lifts upwards as she wracks her mind. "Well, a few times, if that’s interesting to you."

"Very.” Fuck. “I mean. I'm just curious." Stop talking, idiot.

"Well, the details are a secret for now," she grins toward Wonyoung and Yujin, who share a smile and a look.

"How come I haven't heard about this?" Rei chimes in. "You've got a new story every other week, but not even a whisper of this?"

"Because this is naughty and embarrassing." Gaeul covers her face. She's clearly a confused mixture of turned-on and shy right now. She might be a bit hesitant to share her wilder adventures, but the others aren't at all apprehensive about listening to the dirty details.

"One more," Wonyoung requests. She sits at the edge of her seat with a hand planted on your crotch and the other resting on her knee.

"Another?" Gaeul inquires. "I think it's someone else's turn now."

"Gaeul is right. Yujin, ever done anything naughty in public?" Wonyoung asks, drawing in and passing on the attention.

"Not in public, but..." Yujin stares at you for a moment too long. Clearly, the whole not telling anyone thing doesn’t apply to the girls in this room. It’s all far too obvious. "But I did have some fun recently." She grins like the cat that caught the canary.

"How recently?" Wonyoung cocks her head and a few loose locks fall over her shoulder. "What kind of fun? Who with?"

"Just... some guy. He was a total sub, did everything I told him to." She drags her teeth across the plump swell of her bottom lip.

Some guy? Sometimes it feels like all you will ever be.

"Did what you told him?" Gaeul sounds intrigued. "What did you ask him to do?"

"Don't know," Yujin answers quickly. Too quickly. "Nothing much. Just something special for me." Her teeth are back against her lower lip, chewing on it before continuing. "Thing is, he’s a cute guy, and he was a real natural.”

"Did you cum?" Rei jumps in again, straight to the point.

"More than once." Yujin's face lit up. “I didn't let him fuck me, though. You should have seen the desperate look on his face.”

“Did you even let him cum? Poor guy.” Gaeul sympathises unnecessarily, and unknowingly, with you.

“I did, made him blow a load right on me.”

“Oh fuck, I love that.” Rei chimes in with an approving nod. “On my body makes me feel so hot.”

“I'm a face girl myself.” Gaeul admits before bursting out into embarrassed laughter.

Wonyoung stays noticeably quiet on this one. Of course, you know why. ‘Too messy’, she always told you.

“Yeah, we know all about that,” laughs Rei at Gaeul.

God only knows how you ended up in this situation. Sitting between four women, all gorgeous in their own way, each getting equally aroused by the topic of conversation. The atmosphere in the room, so humid and hot already, has seemed to intensify tenfold in the moments since Gaeul began her sordid tale. Now, with each question and subsequent answer, it was building steadily, the sexual tension increasing in magnitude with each word. The heat of their sweat-soaked bodies permeates the air with the burn of the midday sun.

"You didn’t even get fucked? You're no fun, Yujin. I need detail." Wonyoung is feeding off the stories and expelling the energy through her touch into your cock. You pull your knees up now, to try to hide what Wonyoung is doing to you. "Rei. Save us. Please give us something juicy."

"I uh, well..." The nerves in her face are clear. Rei is more than happy to press details from others, but now she's in the spotlight. "There was this guy I met online. I don't even know his name. He just went by an emoji."

"An emoji?" the other three girls say in unison.

"Yeah. An orange. Anyway, not important. So, we met up." Her hands run along her bare thighs, feeling the sticky heat of her palms and the cool beads of sweat along her smooth legs. "I kinda asked him to... I mean, it wasn't explicitly—" She begins her excuses as though her asking this anonymous man to come meet her was shameful. Her fumbling words get a giggle out of Yujin.

"Calm down, Rei, no-one is judging." Gaeul gives her friend an easy smile. 

"This was just to hook up and no strings. He had a hotel room." Rei rubs at her neck. Blush overcomes her face.

"Love that vibe." Gaeul holds up a lazy thumb of approval. "The no-strings thing."

"So this wasn't a vanilla fucking, I bet. Did things get wild?" Wonyoung asks as she squeezes her grip on your cock in excitement. "Were there handcuffs or leashes involved? What was it, a spanking? Maybe even gotten yourself a strap, Rei?"

"Oh my god," the embarrassment hits Rei even stronger, even more colour blossoming into her skin, "you're unbelievable," she manages. "So, uh. Not that exactly."

"Yeah? Well, do tell," Gaeul smiles politely. "Might pick up some ideas for my fiancé."

"So there were handcuffs," Rei mutters, then shrugs in an almost nonchalant gesture.

"Yes!" Wonyoung whisper-shouts. "Nice. Let me guess, tied up and whipped." Her hand is the most motionless it has been on your clothed cock the entire time. As if it's frozen in anticipation.

"He restrained me. Cuffed me to the bed. Had his way with me," Rei reveals. It's obvious now she was looking anywhere but in your direction. "The guy was packing too. And knew what he was doing. My whole body was shaking, legs like jelly," she continued, eyes glassy, dreamy even, a thin film covering their beauty, staring ahead without focus. Her nails tap idly at her neck, like she is recalling the memory.

"Fuuuck," Wonyoung swears loudly. "That’s good." She can only speak in hushed tones now, the heat having sapped her strength and turned her speech breathy.

Wonyoung rolls her hips back. Just the slightest bit. But enough for you to feel it, a soft brush across the side of your leg. A brief acknowledgement of contact. An assurance, to you, that Wonyoung hadn't forgotten you or the movements of her hands.

"Shut up," Rei blushes at her friend.

"Look, you're squeezing your thighs together now. Just thinking about this mysterious Mr Orange is turning you on. You sure you're not dripping now?"

"Alright Wony, you're making it weird now." Yujin laughs at her, breaking some of the tension. "Sounds like you need to get laid. Still not doing anything with that boyfriend of yours?" The whole question rolls of her tongue while she’s staring at you. You’re caught in some unspoken, twisted game.

"Nope. Never will. You know I don't like him." Wonyoung’s words are ice cold. You never pushed for details on it, but you have picked up on bits and pieces of this before. As best you understand, her family pushed the relationship on her. He's some wealthy heir from another chaebol family. They never loved each other, or even knew each other properly. The relationship was purely political. Strategic.

"I have to go," Gaeul speaks while frantically tapping away on her phone. It's painfully obvious to everyone in the room what’s happening and where she's going. Her fiance is probably already getting the cuffs ready. But she doesn't seem to care to hide it and, to be frank, she cannot be the only person excited about the prospect of sex right now.

"You two girls should probably go too. I'm going to stay and work on my form a little." Wonyoung turns to face you. "And you're going to help me, right?"

"Of course, whatever you need." You respond automatically, feeling almost obligated at this point. Yujin chuckles at you. Probably internally mocking just how easy you really are. Just like how she described you earlier. Total sub.

"Okay, see you." Gaeul stands abruptly. “I need to—”

“We know.” The rest of you say together. She nods her head and then is heading for the door in a rush, collecting her stuff messily under her arm. She drops her hat at the door and stops to pick it up. While bending down, she looks back at the four of you.

“Have fun!” Rei calls out with genuine excitement.

Gaeul nods again and spins, rushing out the door.

Rei moves slower to leave, reluctant, almost. But once Yujin stands and is gathering her things, Rei follows suit. 

“Aren't you supposed to be taking us home?” Yujin looks at you. She already knows how this will play out, but she wants to make her point.

“You could always wait outside for him.” Wonyoung responds for you with a cocky smile. There's no way she is letting you go.

“Why do you need him, anyway?” Rei asks.

“Rei, sweetie, look at her hand.” Yujin turns to her but gestures her hand out towards you—towards your lap. 

“Oh. OH!” You can see in her face that she has so many questions, but the stare from Wonyoung makes her keep her mouth shut.

“Let's go,” Yujin places a hand on Rei's shoulder.

The two girls are walking away from you, and all you can do is watch their asses leave. Leggings hug one, the other in shorts, both thick. Plump asses, firm thighs, wide hips. The stretchy material of their clothing barely constrains them.

"Alright, now let's get down to business." Wonyoung immediately shifts to sit astride your thigh. It's not that she doesn't know that Rei and Yujin will spend their whole journey home talking about you two. It's just that she doesn't care. 

She's straddling you. Her own leg pinning against your hard bulge. Wonyoung rolls herself along you, sending pleasure radiating in ripples throughout your body. Wonyoung smiles mischievously. "We've got half an hour, maybe."

Her hot breath hitting your face. It's hard to be sure how much of it is from her arousal and how much from the intense dancing not ten minutes ago.

"Fuck, that was so hot. The idea of Gaeul getting her pretty mouth fucked." Wonyoung lets out a satisfied sigh as she sinks her hips against your clothed leg. "Did you see her face? I bet she was creaming at just the memory."

Wonyoung's fingers slip under your waistband, then her hand follows them, wrapping around you and pumping. "You liked it." The confirmation is in her hand, but the grin on her face grows, evidently pleased to find your arousal. She licks her lip hungrily and gives a slow pump of her hand. "That's perfect. I really need a cock right now. In my throat."

As she says it, she backs off your lap, stands and steps away. Just a slight separation, but the difference is enormous: the absence of her hot, wet centre creates a vacuum—impossible to ignore.

She's already twisting around on her heels. Then she pulls her tight, tiny shorts down and takes her thong with them, squatting slightly to pass the clothes over her legs, leaving her bare ass in front of your face. She turns back to you, wearing only her skin tight tank top. Her sodden cunt is now right there, bare and as pretty as ever. "Clothes off."

Obedient and efficient, you pull at the bottom of your shirt to lift it over your head. There's no slow tease, just business: you lift your hips and pull off your shorts and underwear together, while kicking off your shoes.

"Get up," is her instruction, the stern bite on her voice only seeming to harden her demeanour. Wonyoung takes your place on the bench, sitting delicately, like an idol would. Cross-legged and her hands atop her knee. Her top still hugging her frame. She raises one hand and angles a single finger towards you, her wrist pointing to the ceiling. She beckons you, parting her plump lips and resting her head against the mirror behind her.

Mouth, Wonyoung signals again and, with that, you're moving towards her.

Wonyoung demands your attention. Everything about her is inviting: the playful half-lidded gaze as her tongue swirls in her mouth and she lets it roll slowly along her lip. Even just the sharp cut of her jaw and long strands that frame it are striking and you'll be the last one to object to giving her what she asks for.

“Wony—”

"Shh." A sharp sound. Her lips purse. Inviting. "come here."

Without a sound, your stiff cock presses toward Wonyoung's silky-smooth face. Though her lips are glistening and begging for you to glide in, they rest unmoving, arrogantly waiting for you to do the work. It is only for a brief moment, but it's infuriatingly unhelpful. The silence breaks though, and she groans in a mix of anticipation and irritation and tilts her face up, angling her hips against the edge of the bench as a soft hiss escaped her lips. "Now."

Your hand tangles into her hair as she wraps her mouth around you—wet, warm and oh-so very inviting. And she wastes no time in pushing forward and dragging your head in deeper, enveloping you, with her tongue sliding on the underside of your length. And she hums gently, the vibrations reaching you and rippling through the depths of your groin. She is eager for your cock, her hands reaching and clawing. A controlling grasp on your hips.

Your hands remain firmly wound into the strands of her hair, gripping as if you are afraid of floating away, all the blood in your system rushing to your centre, dizzying your brain. She began pulling your hips against her, directing the movements and ensuring each pump brought another inch into her mouth. She continues eagerly. Wonyoung's technique was a blend of savouring and indulgence, an incarnation of sheer passion.

Even from beneath you, Wonyoung maintains all power. She guides you without the slightest hint of effort. The flex of her shoulder, the flow of her arm. She pulls you in.

Deeper.

Every pump bringing your hips closer and closer to her face. Every move is for her, from the angle of her head to the arch of her spine and even the hollowing of her cheeks. She owns the power in your body—and she wants it that way too, drawing you ever deeper, encouraging more movement, silently coaxing and promising a glorious reward at the end.

Keep going. Words unspoken but never more clearly conveyed. The flutter of her eyelids and the fire they temporarily conceal. Her throat contracting against the tip of your cock every time she guides you in. The warm comfort of the excess saliva running from her lower lip.

Eyes fixed on her pretty face and innocent gaze through the not-so-innocent act. Everything around you in a haze.

Deeper.

Captivating. Her movements never waiver and her determination is infallible as your mind clouds and you feel that coil in your belly tighten and constrict and burn through. You know this can't last forever. No matter how much you wish it could, but you're lost in the trance and there's nothing that could break you out of it—except maybe Yuj—fuck, not now.

Wonyoung stops, throwing you a look as if she knows. As if she felt the doubt inside you. She parts her lips and draws her head back.

In a move that washes away all those doubts, Wonyoung brings right leg over left and follows through the movement, lifting her legs onto the bench, feet flat and knees in the air. Back flat against the bench. Head suspended from the end of it.

You're on autopilot, following her face down, your soaked cock leading the way. You shift, putting your knees on the hardwood floor.

She puckers her lips, closing her eyes and arching her back. Wonyoung lures you in. Her tongue curls and reels you inside her mouth. Just an inch and then two, then three, then four. Your eyes revel at the sight. The mirror to your side only elevates the experience as you watch your cock disappear in her. Two Wonyoungs laid side by side, taking two cocks.

Wonyoung continues arching as you push on. Further and further and further.

Deeper.

Until... no more.

Until her eyes squeeze shut and the walls of her throat clenches, seizing down on you.

A strangled moan rasps in your throat as you lunge forward, trying desperately, selfishly, to press beyond the possible. You could lose to her right here and now. 

Not now, no, not yet, not without fucking that tight little throat first.

Her throat bulging with the girth of your cock, her muscles desperately attempting to repel the foreign invasion.

Air is at a premium for the petite girl strewn out on the end of your cock. And yet, she settles, relaxes. She feels at home with a throat full of cock. Her long, slender legs remain folded together, yet while you were caught up in the intensity of entering her mouth, Wonyoung found the time to bury a hand between her thighs.

She's fucking her own hand. Rotating her hips and squeezing her thighs.

You draw out of her mouth, only for a second, just to give her the gasp of air she so desperately needs before you fuck into her throat again. Her legs clench as you thrust. Every little bit of pleasure that Wonyoung desires, she gets—as always.

There it is again, the vibrations against your tip as she moans.

Your fists full of hair and now, you pound into her pretty little mouth without pause. Creating the lewdest of sights. Wonyoung on the verge of orgasm, her face filled with you. 

She's only becoming more of a mess as you fuck it, the saliva pouring from her mouth running over her. You keep going for so long that she’s spluttering. She’s choking now between the brief moments you give her, just like Gaeul was in her story. This is what Wonyoung wants, exactly how she wanted it. 

It’s funny that for a girl so intent on you not making a mess of her, this is what she has become. She just has to really want it. Duly noted.

And god, is she fucking loving it. The pleasure washes over her as her body wriggles, and you continue your thrusting. She continues her own. Together, you take her to her peak. And you don't stop. Her hand doesn't stop—pushing past it, forcing herself into a state of bliss.

It's messier still. It's so fucking messy when she cums. Tears streaming. Saliva drooling. Sticky cum enveloping her hand.

And it's good. It's so fucking good when she moans on your cock. It's soft. It's tight. It vibrates, sucks—holds you and stimulates you. Her throat is—if only for a moment—the best sex toy that money can’t buy.

You have to give it to her, she’s playing the role of toy perfectly.

This toy? It plays with you.

She pushes her hand against the base of your cock. No more fucking. No more exploring the depth of her delicate throat. She had just came, after all.

That’s what matters to her.

You—you're on the edge and hanging on for dear life. The knot is twisted so tight that it hurts. And holding you on that edge is Wonyoung, holding you by the cock. An unmoving hand. If you weren't already on your knees, you would fall to them.

"Fuck, that was good." Wonyoung peeks around the cock she holds above her face, a wry smile painting her lips.

You want to reply, but your need to cum is clouding your mind like the most powerful of drugs. Words are just letters floating around your mind. Intoxicated by a woman, as you have been so many times. She's not just any woman.

"What's wrong? Aww, do you want to cum?" She playfully, with no real grip, twists and pulls her hand on your cock. It's not enough.

You let out a huff and nod.

She flashes an evil grin. "How about on my face?"

It's not something she's ever offered before. As much as you thought, so many times, about covering her pretty face in your cum, you never expected her to offer it. Perhaps that alone should serve as a warning. Too good to be true.

But at this point, you don't give a fuck. In her throat, on her face, you just need her to give you a sweet release. You chase it, pushing your hips towards her hands, desperately searching for friction. Blinded by lust, as dumb as a dog.

"First, tell me something." It says a lot about her. How she can be mostly naked, on her back underneath you, freshly fucked throat and all. And somehow she holds all the cards in this situation. "Did you fuck Yujin?"

"No..." It's not strictly a lie. You never put your cock inside her.

"I saw your dirty faces, the way you look at each other. And the way she told that story, about you, with you right there."

"Wonyoung. We didn't fuck. But even if we did, would that be so bad?"

"But she let you cum on her?” Wonyoung laughs aloud and starts playfully stroking your cock again. "You should have fucked her."

The action of her hand is torture, keeping you dangling and off balance. You were so close to the release and now she is holding you over the precipice, with no warning of a fall either way. You're as lost for words as you are for action. But truthfully, is it even a surprise that Wonyoung doesn't care if you do fuck her friend? She is the one cheating on her boyfriend, after all. Your only crime may be not telling her first.

"Now, will you cum on my face already? I know Yujin will never let you do this." And that’s it. The crux of it all. It all makes sense, doesn’t it? The reason this is happening, any of this here in this room, is because she refuses to be outshone. She intends to match act for act with all her friends, except Yujin. Yujin, she wants to beat—and the game is you.

And the irony is, she would never let her boyfriend do any of this.

"Fuck, Wony, you're insane," you grit, nearly delirious. This couldn't get any better. Two identical hot girls, mirrored and now they're getting even more adventurous. And Wonyoung finally ready to give you the satisfaction of blowing a load on her face? You couldn’t care less why it was happening, only that it was.

You fucking into her grip. In some metaphor for the whole relationship, your hips do work while her hand guides, keeping you aimed at her innocent face. She softly closes her eyes, slightly parting her lips. Waiting. She looks so beautiful, relaxed and comfortable, despite knowing what was coming. Despite the saliva still running from her mouth. Despite the post orgasm glow on her face.

"Anytime now." Wonyoung opened one eye, her face still pointing directly upwards. "Don’t make me ask again."

The feeling takes over, starting at the root of your spine, in the base of your gut, and bubbling like a cauldron ready to explode. Her soft hand strokes harder, working you the last few paces as her tongue slips past her pink lips, flicking over them gently.

The sensations erupt. That familiar hot-cold tingle. Those electrifying nerves firing off. You buck wildly, firing off ribbons of cum across Wonyoung's flawless, innocent face. Her lips spread apart in a wide open-mouthed gasp and then shut immediately afterwards.

And, amidst the spurting of cum and the euphoric high, Wonyoung deviously began licking, slurping, sucking. Swiping the fluid off her lips, catching every shot. Her face is the image of debauchery. You're fixated—stretching out the few remaining seconds of orgasm as your cock twitches in her hand and on her face. She's draining you dry with her naughty smirk.

Even when it’s over and done, she maintains that same confident look on her face. Her nose and lips are shiny and dripping with cum. But she never hesitates; her mouth parts and her tongue juts out, curling up to you. Your cock disappears inside, a wet-hot paradise. She's cleaning you. Swirling her tongue and sliding up the length, pulling off the mess. Sucking on the tip to coax the last remnants to pool inside her waiting mouth.

Your body burns. Satisfaction seeping out your limbs and leaving your body weightless, barely holding yourself over her on the wooden bench.

She draws you out. Dripping with her spit. Hanging heavy. Sensitive as her mouth lets go and pulls back, the suction releasing. Then, lips tight, mouth closing, her neck moving as she swallows.

Wonyoung twists and rises, sitting again the bench, in your kneeled position this leaves you eye to eye.

Pain. Stinging.

So much of it on your left cheek.

She just slapped you. She fucking slapped you. You're bigger than her, stronger than her, and yet you feel so small.

"Next time you fool around with another girl, you get my permission first."

Her voice is icy. You shake your head, holding your face. Staring at your reflection in the mirror; you're flush but one cheek is redder than the other. And you can see her too. She’s pulling up part of her top, wiping away most of your cum—the bits that didn’t already fall onto her body or into her hair, anyway. Her face looks like an angel's, but her actions betraying the illusion.

"Now make it up to me." She's looking at you through the reflection. Then, turning and facing you directly, she reaches out to hold you by the jaw, pulling your focus back to her. It’s hard to believe that she’s the one cheating here.

She slaps you again.

You're locked in a cold and silent stare. Tied together by tension. 

You're stunned. Left at her mercy. Wonyoung dips her head forward, going in for a kiss, her heart-shaped lips plant directly on your own and before you know it, you're returning the kiss.

It's rough, and it's messy. She bites at you—hard—while her fingers claw your skin, running along your muscles. All until suddenly she pulls you, guides you. Not physically, but that's certainly what it feels like. Such is your response. You take her place on the bench, sitting while she leans over you.

Wonyoung breaks the kiss and leaves you to watch the scene unfold and admire her perfect form, lithe and slender but not without toned definition, which is exactly why she could pull off outfits that would send men insane, simply based on how she looks underneath.

Her hands splay across her flawless flesh. Deliberately. Slowly.

Never a movement out of place and ensuring her head is held high and regal—a queen's demeanour.

Standing over you. Looking down upon you, no less arrogant than before. It’s her natural position. Her default state. To have power over man.

If she didn't look so angelic, you'd swear she's a devil.

Starting at her shoulders, fingertips slipping over the porcelain skin of her arms until they reach the elbows and hop over to her waist, gripping the hem of her tank top. It doesn't sit as tight as it did before—bunched up, a little twisted, and dashed in cum. It doesn't sit in any fashion for much longer as she pulls it overhead in a single motion. The top lands discarded and forgotten. Her hair, damp and ruffled, now cascades over her petite shoulders in thick strands.

She's bare now. Head to toe. Your eyes dart all over, drinking her beauty like a tall glass of water. Taking in all her stunning details—she is a perfect portrait of a perfect woman, a fantasy even.

This image has been burned into your mind many times over. Yet somehow, each and every time feels new. Awestruck, you admire her petite body, the lean and firm muscles, and just enough of a pair of breasts that gravity calls their name.

"Wony. You're so—"

"I know." She cocks an arrogant smirk.

"I think—"

"I know." She stalks slowly closer. Like a predator over its prey.

"I want to—"

"Oh. I know." She's so damn cute when she giggles. It almost feels inappropriate for what's going down. And then the little devil rears within her again, manifesting in her expression. Darker than it was before.

Her fingers trace her flat stomach, rising and falling in time with her breaths. A cadence to them which tells a story of excitement, no less excited than the first time she teased you in your car. Now here, and over a month later, you still haven't gotten your fill. Even this—maybe especially this—could never be enough. The slightest and subtlest hints of arousal are beautiful on her. She's practically purring when she perches on top of you and pins you back against the mirror by the shoulders.

"Who does your big dick belong to?" She poses the question while delicately lowering herself onto you, staring into your eyes. You hesitate to answer, too stricken by the image of Wonyoung finding a comfortable seat on you.

"You." No matter what your relationship might be or who else was involved, in this moment, like so many before it, you are hers and no other. "Fuck me, Wonyoung, please."

"So very needy." The words roll off her tongue as the heat of her cunt skates up toward your middle. So close against your skin, you can feel her pulse throb against your stomach. Her petite ass pressing down onto your stiff cock. Her hands spread wide and palms flat on your chest, steadying her, giving her strength. Her hips roll, coating you with the wetness between her thighs. Back arched, neck strained, head tilting upwards. Every muscle flexes in her exposed form.

She is unadulterated eroticism, every grind of her hips and caress of her hands. An utter marvel.

"Don't. Move." Every word has her breath caught in her throat.

Been through this so many times before that there's an unspoken understanding. Wonyoung scoots her body over you. Hand reaching for your cock. Delicate fingers. Dainty, as she grips it, guiding, angling it against her. Lower, lower until—she finds the entrance and presses it against herself. A sharp intake of air. Her eyes squeezed closed. She holds there for a second until gravity takes control, hips dropping to impale her onto your length.

Your eyes roll back and so does your mind, back to the view of Wonyoung's body moving during the dance. Does she know she's mirroring those mesmerising hip movements on you? Maybe not. But it doesn't change anything. Not to Wonyoung. She does it so naturally—the consummate performer, who knows what works.

You're looking down. Down. Down to where she's perched on your dick. Admiring her tight cunt, working so hard to take you in. Muscles gripping. Walls clenching. Stretching to fit. Working her body downward.

Her ass never rests on you. This is all her work. Perpetual motion. Constant and consistent. Down and then up and then down and back up. Gradual. Calculated and controlled. Fingers raking at your chest as the motion of her body doubles as the dance, sending that intoxicating swaying motion through her and into you.

Eyes travel up. How her toned abs flex. Trim and petite. It all only serves to highlight just how pretty a figure she cuts. Elegant and alluring. Sinking down, squeezing you into her.

Higher. Her perky little tits in front of your face. Smooth, perfect, porcelain.

Higher. Her sharp collarbone, all the little contours, carved for her as though by the most brilliant artisan.

Higher. Neck curved, shifting from her swallow and gasp.

To her blood-red lips. They part and between them her tongue flicks, hitting her front teeth before she bites down on her lower lip. It stifles a soft moan until it's barely a whisper.

And her eyes. Sheer focus. Not on you. But on the mirror behind you.

On her own reflection.

All the time you spend to admire her, she is doing the same thing. Staring herself up and down. It is selfish and greedy. An egotistical desire. An intimate moment—with the person she truly loves most.

It's narcissism taken to a degree you've never seen before. An addictive kind of worship. For both of you.

"Wony..." holding your eyes up to hers, watching her as she's watching herself. She looks like a goddess. "Does it feel good? I love the feeling of my cock inside you," you say in an attempt to gain her focus. "Fuck. You're perfect."

A soft exhale as her eyes lock onto yours for just a moment, then her lashes flutter closed.

She takes a hand from your chest and plants it over your mouth. Her eyes flicker back to life and she's got them on the mirror again.

She's aggressive now. The girl in the mirror is hitting her hips harder than before onto the cock beneath her. Her crotch hitting against your own. You can't help but steer into the skid, being the silent participant she desires. You're pawing your hands at her cunt now. Figuring out then matching her rhythm and pushing your finger against her clit. It's obscene, hearing her wet cunt smacking against your legs.

Her almost silent focus breaks. She's not stifling her moans anymore.

And fuck you for saying this: but watching her watch herself makes the moment fucking magical.

Her eyebrows knitting as the tides of pleasure crash over her. Her lower lip quivering. The wrinkles on her nose. Her chest fluttering. A struggle to maintain her posture.

She's shaking. From her arms to her knees and through to the tips of her fingers.

She throws herself forward against you.

Head on your shoulder. Her forehead against the glass.

Wonyoung's entire body is convulsing on you. A string of incomprehensible cries echoing against the empty walls. You grab at the flesh of her ass with your hands, clamping her tight, encouraging her to keep pushing back into you and ride out the orgasm. She is shaking violently in your embrace. She is grinding, squeezing, tightening, and quaking all at once.

You run a hand up her moist back, along her spine. Meeting many moistened locks of hair, sticking to her skin. You hold your hand at the top of her back, supporting her limp frame against you.

Her mouth is right by your ear. You listen to the final quiet noises of bliss escaping her. Washing out of her. She lets you know just how good it was, if not from those satisfied groans and the shuddering of her body, then from the deluge of her arousal pooling around your cock and her cunt. She is dripping cum. Hot and sticky, in more than one spot. It was messy. Messy, but it was unbridled fun.

"What the fuck was that?" you whisper. She raises her head off your shoulder and leans back, sitting tall on top of you. Still, your cock is inside, throbbing and ready for its turn. Her hands snake to your jaw and hold it tightly.

"Exactly what I needed."

"And the mirror thing?"

"What can I say? I look pretty when I'm fucking." Wonyoung laughs, soft and breathy, an intimate moment shared only by you two. Now it’s not like you should be surprised by any of it. On a scale of one to ten, Wonyoung is an eleven, though you imagine you asked her. She would give herself a twelve.

The hands leave your jaw, only to be replaced with the pressure of Wonyoung pressing forward again to kiss you. More? Finally.

"You wanna cum again?" she asks, words separated by kisses before moving to your neck.

"Mmmm..." is all the answer you can give, distracted by the feeling of her body shifting against yours.

Wonyoung pulls back from your neck to look at you, burrowing her hand into the hair at the back of your head. She squeezes into a fist, forcing a grimace of pain from you, which brings a grin to her lips.

"Is that a yes?" Her voice a blade edge against your ears.

"Fuck. Yes. Of course."

"That's what I thought." The sly girl, hiding the self-assured vixen underneath her exquisite exterior. "Stand. I want you to fuck me against the mirror."

Still planted to the hilt inside her, you begin to stand.

You're unable to pull out of the tight wet warmth that is Jang Wonyoung. Her grip tight on you—coiling around your cock—effectively pinning you in her. Her body melts against you like candle wax. Warm and lax.

She's weightless as you stand, her slender frame clasped around your body. It's easy to manhandle a girl this small—one of your hands, pressed firmly to her back, can encompass her tiny waist. Your other arm hooks under her ass, holding her suspended. And, for the time being, all of her is draped over and around you.

You press her to the cold mirror, and she shudders, arching her back. Her entire body stretches as if trying to get further from it—leaving a smear of sweat on it. Legs lock around your hips. Folded tight. Locking in the key. Caging you between her thighs. You hold her with a single hand now—curling it under her tiny ass. Fingertips gripping, digging into flesh. The other against the mirror—for balance.

You bend your knees, taking position, gaining posture. The slightest movement it causes inside her brings a gasp. She's clinging tighter to you. Her arms coil around your shoulders, her ankles crossed around the small of your back, her core tightening and squeezing her pelvis forward—grinding herself into you. The squeeze on your cock exhilarates. The pressure is immense—inside and outside. You've never had her this tight.

A rumble rasps through your vocal chords as a growl escapes your mouth. It vibrates against the warmth of her neck and into her small frame.

"Come on, give it to me, don’t hold back" her lips barely move as they whisper against you.

"Is that what you want, Wonyoung? You want me to fuck you as hard as I can against the mirror?" Your hips press firmly against hers. Her tight cunt does its best to embrace you.

"Fuck. Yes."

That was all the cue you needed, drawing back and then slamming yourself deep in her—and back again—forming the thrust into a series of unforgiving blows.

She bounces between your pelvis and the cool glass, rattling as her naked form is hit against the mirror. Small, supple and yielding, taking your full force, each movement amplified and exaggerated in her tiny frame. Her cries—from shock, surprise, pleasure, and delight—they echo. The lewd smacks of flesh hitting, the loud moans and the heat. It all collides right here on the wall of the studio.

It's frantic. It's furious. It's fucking euphoric. You're locked inside a beauty who is getting filled to the absolute brim by your cock. It's a power rush—Wonyoung's eternal play on control and dominance being robbed from her and your ability to just keep pounding into her tight, wet cunt.

"Ah!" Wonyoung winces. You pause for a brief second. Did she really mean stop? But a moment later, her lips curl into a grin, "Yes! Harder! Don't hold back. I need you to wreck my fucking pussy!"

And it begins anew—all the noise. The bouncing, slamming and swearing. And despite the fire and the fury, you can sense a strange calm. Like this is exactly where the two of you are supposed to be. This is exactly where the both of you always needed to be. Right here. In the moment. Because Wonyoung doesn't need a man and she didn't need someone who would fall at her feet and treat her like royalty—she has enough of those. No, all she ever needed was a dick who could fuck her within an inch of her life.

A hard slam sends Wonyoung crashing back to the mirror with a shrill yelp and a wide grin. "Yes! Exactly like that!"

Firm fingers twist into your flesh, her hands clawing, desperately grasping at anything she could find to ground her, all while your brutal assault continues unabated, sending waves of ecstasy cascading through both bodies. Her wails rise and break—crescendos interrupted—but never stopped. Both of you are a complete mess as the furious fuck brings out everything each of you are. The deep animalistic desires. And when you hear her scream, it is a different kind of high.

"Don't stop! Don't you dare fucking stop! Don't fucking sto—mm!" she struggles and gasps for breath, struggling to keep track of her words, the raging bonfire between her legs clouding her mind. "F-fuck..."

"Cumming? Cum." The only words you could manage. You could feel it too, the rising tide. A mountain climber, clinging to the peak, each and every muscle engaged in the fight.

"Yes—" her breath is snatched before another animalistic moan. "Don't stop." She pulls at your hair, claws at your back, a fierce warning. "Don't fucking cum yet."

She holds, gripping onto the ridge, the muscles in her arms, in her legs, her hands tense. The world turns, spinning, and spiralling—the two of you holding tight to one another, both grunting with the strain. She is cumming now, you know it. She spasms against you, against the mirror, and she’s becoming ever more difficult to hold.

Your feet are failing you, threating to give way. In a desperate act, you spin from the wall, drop to your knees, taking Wonyoung with you. There's no stopping you now. Feral. Bestial. Both of your bodies crashing together. She's arching, clawing, and pulling and urging you forward. On the hardwood floors, you fuck like animals. Your legs may have given way, but your hips don't surrender. Don't succumb to the exertion. You're fucking her in to the floor. Her tiny ass pressed against it.

The thundering smack of flesh.

Tumultuous breathing and roaring, unbroken moans.

Arching, bending.

Heating and rising.

You're right on the edge.

She never lets you finish inside.

"Wonyoung, I..."

"Don't fucking dare." Her voice sharp. You hold on to the feeling for dear life. "On me."

It's enough. You accept that it’s never in her. Never before on her, but now twice in a day. It’s enough. She can't possibly mean it...

"I'm—Fuck, I'm..."

"On me. Yes. Cum allover me." She releases you from her grasp and you pull back to your knees. She spreads herself for you. Arms out to her side, palms flat on the hardwood floors, legs pulled apart with her knees resting on your hips. Presenting for you.

Your hand wraps around your shaft, throbbing and hot to touch. You beat your cock for a few quick seconds, with balls tight, with Wonyoung laid prone for you, watching you stroke your cock. 

Watching her. She arches, presses herself upwards, offering her breasts, her stomach... her face.

You don't have any time to think. It is happening.

You unload on her with a sharp grunt, met with a shocked gasp. Coating her petite form. The white stuff gliding across her porcelain skin, decorating the gorgeous girl beneath you. The lean cut of a dancer, now adorned in your cum. You shoot ropes of it across her perky little tits and narrow stomach and her pretty face. A sticky sheen glazes her and drips down. Her tongue flickers, collecting what she can and her mouth hungrily welcomes each droplet.

What's this, you wonder? Is this to be her addiction?

Every motion of her body screams need, sexual need. She wants it all, greedily licking and lapping it up as you drop the final rivulets of cum onto her tummy.

You're captivated as you watch Wonyoung, laying patiently under a sputtering of cum, a thin layer glossing parts her body. She didn't bother to wipe it or scoop it up, instead; it ran down her, following the channels carved out by her subtle contours. A work of art in your eyes—this pretty face, contorted in twisted lust—at the feeling of hot, sticky fluid painting her perfect body.

In all these moments you two have shared, this truly is a first. A messy, debauched cum covered Wonyoung.

"Does it feel good to cover me with your cum?"

You nod.

"Say it. Out loud, I can see it in your eyes. You like seeing your cum on my pretty little face? On my body?"

"I fucking love it, Wony," you mutter and she laughs, a laugh somewhere between playful and impish.

"I feel filthy," Wonyoung confesses with a devilish smirk. "I bet you love to hear that?"

"Yes. Yes," you breathe the words out as you desperately try to catch your breath. Her leg comes up, sliding her toes along the underside of your sensitive cock. Too sensitive.

"Agh," you flinch. "Fuck."

She pushes the tip of your cock against your stomach, rubbing her toes on it and you start to pull away, the friction causing pain.

"Stay." Her tone is a firm demand, in control of the situation—despite her current state. Your body obeys the instruction. Her toes start to roam across your softening cock again. Slick with her fluids. She twists, rubbing the shaft. Pinches, rubbing the head. Pulls, tugging down. The intensity of stimulation is mind numbing. A sick mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Who's the best?" Wonyoung asks. It takes a few seconds to process, a delay, and longer than normal. Your brain fogged. Too much to even formulate words.

"Who's the best, hm? Answer me." Her demand is no louder but feels heavier. Her foot slides down your cock, pushing at the base, pushing at your balls. 

Your words are slow to follow.

"Wonyo—" she presses more, and a shock runs up the base of your spine. "Agh...you. Wonyoung, you." Your words choke up. "You're the best."

"Thought so."

Another moment of silent pause. She puckers her lips, sucking up and swallowing a patch of your cum that found it’s way to her hand. It draws your eyes to her, a silent spectacle. She locks on you, her gaze so steady and so piercing.

"And, who's going to clean this mess up so we don't get caught?"

"Me." The words tumble out, falling off your lips.

"Good. Your bathroom is down the hall. Don't get caught, and don't leave a trace." She recoils her foot and then climbs out of the mess the two of you left on the floor. Her step is awkward. Your load is now starting to harden on her. Her calves slick from her own cum. The gloss of it shining on her skin.

All the time, her face beaming. Satisfied and glowing. Wonyoung is relishing her depraved state. She doesn't wait for you to follow. Not even a look as she collects her clothes. Her shorts with the thong. Her completely ruined tank top. Both shoes. She starts to walk, again with that awkward gait.

After only a couple of steps she looks over her shoulder, back at you, still subdued on the floor. "By the way. That was your best yet. That… was amazing." She smiles softly and heads to the changing room. She disappears. Leaving your mind and your imagination to swirl as you stare at her spot on the floor long after she was gone.

The cum, her sweat, the stickiness—all the marks that prove she was there, the evidence that paints a picture of what went on in this dance studio.

You never see her leave. She must have slipped out between trips to and from the bathroom, and then the janitor's closet, which you eventually found. You thank the stars for Wonyoung's privilege—that meant no staff are needed on the evenings she is here.

What a strange silence it was as you cleaned—nothing but the rain outside. An unsettling contrast between what went on before. Almost tranquil—like that weird place just before waking, before reality has time to assert itself and erase the dream of the night before. 

***

"It's dance practice tonight. I take it you'll be there again, following Wonyoung as usual?" Yujin mocks you playfully while playing with her straw between her delicate fingers. Her glass half-full of milkshake which she lazily stirs and drinks. Drinks loudly with a slurp on the straw.

"Don't you want me there?" you reply after swallowing the last bite of your meal and setting down your cutlery. The cafeteria is as lively as ever. Aside from this particular table, where it's only the two of you. It's not the type of table just anyone can take a seat at—Wonyoung wouldn't allow it.

"Doesn't matter. Wony's the one that invited you."

"She just wants me to—"

"Wants you to fuck her. Yeah, we all know." Yujin lets go of her straw, and it settles into the milkshake. You both lean back in the plastic cafeteria seats. She crosses her arms. "And no, it's not that I'm jealous. Don't even try it."

"I didn't say anything." You show her the palms of your hands. Not guilty is your plea.

"At least if I hang around, I can take you guys home, right? No need for your father to send a car." Always the people pleaser, you are.

"And did that happen last week? No, it didn't." Yujin picks up her drink and takes a slurp from the straw while staring at you. It's hard to tell if she's actually annoyed at you. Her words would say so, but her tones remain calm and soft when she speaks.

Besides, she knows that she could just as easily make the same demands Wonyoung does, and you'd be on your knees for her in a second.

But it's been 8 whole days since that night at Yujin's house. And she's yet to even hint that she wants it to happen again. The more you think about it, the more confused you get.

"Not interrupting am I? I can give you some alone time if you like?" Gaeul places her hand on your shoulder, looking down at you and grinning.

"Not funny Gaeul. And no. Sit." Unusually cold from Yujin, she avoids your eye and gives Gaeul a short-tempered response.

Gaeul walks around behind Yujin, giving you a wide-eyed glare as she goes. As if to say 'what did you do?' It's impossible to answer with words. It's all too much, too tangled.

She takes a seat next to Yujin, placing her iced coffee on the table along with her protein bar. It's typical Gaeul. She's always on the move, living life at an aggressive pace, constantly busy. Even now she's on her phone, scrolling through something. You can't see what from this angle, and you've barely got the chance to catch her eyes and smile at her. But her face lights up, the brightness mirrored as you smile back.

"They're announcing the casts tonight for the graduation performances." Yujin nods as her finger points toward Gaeul's phone.

"We already know how it's going to go down. They’re not going to deny the money and status of a Jang. And we’ll be there to back her up." Gaeul pauses and takes a sip of her drink. "For us anyway. That's all that matters."

Gaeul slips the phone back into her bag and then scoops up the protein bar, starting to unwrap it. Before she takes a bite she asks you, "what about you? Why didn't you ever sign up to anything?"

"Because he's too busy sitting in the back of dance classes staring at our asses," Yujin answers for you.

"Actually, I'm still new here, remember? I just haven't got around to it yet."

"Yeah, because you're too busy staring at our asses," Yujin persists with a coy smile.

"Sure. Let's call it that. So I've been too busy staring at your asses to sign up for any classes."

"Alright, not too loud." Gaeul laughs. How did the conversation always end up going the same way? And how are you always in the middle of it? Thankfully, Gaeul decides to bail you out. "So, bro, any plans to go to the party tomorrow night?"

"You mean the one I didn't get an invitation to?" you're quick to ask back.

"You can be my plus one."

"Boyfriend not in town?" Yujin is quick to ask before you can reply to Gaeul.

"Nope. But I can't let that spoil my fun, plus it means I can bring a friend." Her eyes flutter back across to you. "Unless you've already got a plan for tomorrow night?"

"Sure, why not? Not like I've got much else going on. Are you going to be there, Yujin?"

Yujin swallows the last slurp of her milkshake, the loud straw sucking noise filling the void of the pause. "I'll be there. Actually, I need you tomorrow, before the party."

"Before?"

"Yes. You're going to help me pick a dress." It's not exactly the exciting rendezvous that sprung to mind. You weren't even sure exactly why you had to go. Why Yujin would need your opinion?

You open your mouth to speak but before even a syllable comes out, you spot Wonyoung across the room, heading towards the three of you. Yujin catches on and follows your gaze, not long before Gaeul follows suit, twisting in her chair. For a moment, the three of you are watching Wonyoung stride over the tiled floor. Each footstep seems to make the world grow quieter. People all around seem to part for her. It's not even conscious on their part.

It's hypnotising. It's captivating. It's utterly spellbinding the way she moves.

She has a sense of dignity, class, and poise. There's an elegance to her, and just a hint of sway in her hips. At the same time, Wonyoung's every movement also screams of a fierce strength. An undercurrent of steel. Not intimidating—not intentionally at least. Maybe simply the natural impression of a strong young woman, fearlessly unapologetic.

She reaches the three of you, greeting with a grin. "Did I miss much?"

Gaeul is the first to reply. "Just talking about the party."

"Oh exciting. I've seen the guest list. I can't wait." Wonyoung slides gracefully into the seat by your side, carefully placing her designer bag on the table. No need for her to say any more, Wonyoung and high-brow parties go hand-in-hand.

The room around you is slowly, subtly coming back to life. Sounds from everywhere start, one by one, to creep back in. The conversations return. The low hubbub. The clattering of trays. It's getting loud again.

Wonyoung continues, "and I do need to get out of the house. Father is away again and mother drives me insane."

"He's away again?" Yujin asks, shuffling in her seat and then leaning forward. She brings her palm to her chin and her elbow onto the table.

"New York this time. Something like that. Company business." Wonyoung dismisses. You are well aware that they've never been close. He's worked from the earliest day she can remember up until now—that’s the life of the head of a chaebol. She told you before about how he's rarely home. And even when his body is, his mind is still half-way around the globe. His wife probably suffers for it, too. She raises the kids alone.

And look, you were never one to pry, so the details aren't all there, but Wonyoung seemed confident that her father wasn't exactly faithful. The kind of stories you'd normally imagine just being made up by rich housewives who had too much time on their hands—but she told you he had quite the appetite for the kind of services the elite always seemed to appreciate.

"New York?" Yujin thinks for a moment, living in her own head. "I could do New York. Me and you? A girl’s trip. That sounds..."

"But what about the guy?" Gaeul points at you.

Wonyoung puts her hand on your leg, sliding down and rubbing your knee. "You'll stay here and wait for us, won't you?"

"Well, I was thinking that, you know, you could take him with you?" You never saw this coming. Maybe you should, but it caught you off guard. The three of you in the Big Apple for a week? Sign you the fuck up, and then some.

Not that you'd have a chance in hell of affording such a trip. The reality is often harsher than the dream.

"We could, but I don't think it would be fair on Yujin. Unless we..." It takes the others a moment to figure out exactly what Wonyoung is implying.

"No way, don't bring me into this. You already said that it would be weird. We’re too competitive."

They're speaking in tongues now and Gaeul's face full of confusion likely mirrors your own.

"What are you two talking about?" Gaeul questions, for her sake and yours. But before she get's an answer, she's looking out of the corner of her eye. She freezes for a minute and then turns to face the vice principal. She's headed right for your table and the four of you succumb to silence.

There's not many reasons a staff member would visit a group of students while they're eating at lunch. None of you are late with an assignment nor have you failed any tests. Not even a recent school event gone wrong. It must be something worse.

"Am I interrupting?" The Vice Principal stands over your table, looking over the four of you.

You all shake your head in unison, a lock of hair falling over Yujin's face, which she quickly sweeps back behind her ear.

The vice principal points in your direction, pointing right between your eyes. "You. Principal's office. Now."

The eyes of the girls fall on you. All of them shocked by the statement.

It's unheard of to be dragged into the Principal's office on a random Friday for seemingly no reason.

What's your first reaction? A chill in your stomach. Butterflies in flight, soaring. Fingers gripping tight to the fabric of your pants. Heart racing in your chest. Feeling dizzy. Lightheaded.

"Ummm. Can you tell me what I'm doing wrong?"

"You can ask the principal. Move."

***

"Take a seat." The principal gestures with an open hand at the two chairs across the desk from her. She's staring right at you through the reading glasses hanging on her face. Her perfectly pressed suit makes her look powerful—imposing. 

And this room? This tiny room, with its uncomfortable hard-backed chairs in front of the big imposing mahogany desk? That's as much of a psychological tactic as it is functional. Because you know this; everyone knows this: the people who sit in these chairs are invariably there to get told off.

This room is designed with a sole purpose; to cause you discomfort and make you feel small. Make you regret your actions. Remind you that this isn't a friend's house, and you don't get to act up here.

"Sit." She insists. The tone of voice is harsh, but you're certain there's an undertow of regret there too. You sit, almost falling into the chair in the most awkward and graceless way. It squeaks under the pressure, but thankfully, no sound comes out of your mouth. Not a peep.

"Effective today. You are expelled from the institution."

What the fuck?

"What the fuck?"

"You will be escorted off the premises immediately. Your bags, belongings and text books will all be packed and returned to you at your registered address."

"You can't do this!" Can they? How is this fair? What went wrong?

"You will not be able to return to campus, as the academic board has taken into consideration the severity and inappropriate nature of the events that occurred on the grounds."

The severity and inappropriate nature...

Her words—they hit hard. Suck the air out of the room, leave your lips dry, and a strange emptiness in your belly. Your fingers grip tight to the armrests of the chair, fighting for a grasp on any emotion—any hope or words to grasp onto.

Nothing.

There is nothing you can say. No reason or explanation you could offer. Nothing.

The walls around the both of you stand, large, impenetrable and collapsing on you.

"The evidence produced to myself was conclusive. You and an unknown partner committed obscene acts last week in the school library. That is grounds for expulsion without appeal."

Unknown partner? Of course.

Now what?

coup de théâtre

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[evangelical04]

A Single Daffodil || 1

Summary: Getting arranged to be married to your long-time crush wasn't exactly the fairy tale romance you were hoping for. Nor is the dynamic of the marriage, with your husband treating you like you don't exist. But you're going to make this work, whether he cares about you or not. And he definitely doesn't...right?

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader

Rating: 18+ minors DNI

Word Count: 2.7K

Genre: angst, romance, unrequited love, smut, enemies to lovers, arranged marriage au, businessman yoongi

Warnings: parental trauma, sibling trauma, toxic parents, unrequited love, explicit language, alcohol usage, yoongi's kind of mean, future smut

Author's Note: hello! i'm Eva and this is my first fic on tumblr ever! I've been a reader for so long and I've always wanted to write my own stories, so I figured I finally would. I know it’s kind of short but I promise the other parts will be longer. Please give me any feedback you have and let me know if you'd like there to be a tag list or anything! I hope you guys like it!! p.s. I'm totally posting this instead of doing my morphology homework that's due in 15 minutes

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The door to your childhood home looked artificially welcoming. There were too many flowers lining the walls encasing the looming wooden door. The grass on the lawn just was a bit too green without a blade out of place and the paved walkway was freshly powerwashed and missing even a speck of dirt. You let out the deep breath you were holding and gently took hold of the overly ornate bronze knocker adorning the painted wood of the door. Two loud thuds rang out as you knocked and the door quickly opened afterwards.

“Hello, Miss Y/N, your parents have been expecting you.”

“Yes, I know. Thank you, Mrs. Oh,” you responded quietly, nodding at the grey-haired woman. She shot you a sympathetic smile before ushering you in, taking your coat and carefully laying it over her arm. After removing your shoes, you followed her past the foyer to the living room where your parents awaited. 

You knew what was coming, you knew that this had been decided long before you were born. Yet, you still felt unprepared. You had grown comfortable, living in your simple apartment in Gangnam and your quiet work routine. Biting your lip, you reprimanded yourself internally, You should’ve brought this shit up in therapy before it happened.

“Here we are, Miss Y/N,” Mrs. Oh said, snapping you out of your self-pity session. You nodded gratefully at her, sending a small smile her way. Her eyebrows wove together in her own pity-ridden expression and she quickly whispered, “Good luck,” while exiting swiftly. You steeled your nerves and forced your chin up high, knowing that you’d most likely cower inwards as soon as you faced your parents anyway.

Stepping into the room, you noted the almost intervention-like setup your parents had arranged themselves in, with your father sitting proudly in his reclining, leather armchair, clad in a dark blue quarter zip and khaki pants. Your mother stood facing the fireplace, arms crossed, in a simple and elegant turquoise dress and hair tied up in a tight and neat bun, with her baby hairs smoothed back to prevent any imperfection. You could almost imagine her pinched mouth, forever encased in a stern and unamused expression. 

“Hello father, mother,” you started, trying to smooth the slight trembling in your voice. Your mother turned around, eyes narrowing at your form, “Sit down.”

You promptly obeyed.

“Your father and I have decided on your marriage. It’ll be to the Min family, to Min Yoongi.”

“What? To him? But,” you began protesting but your mother quickly cut you off with a steely glare. 

“It has already been decided. Your wedding will be in eight months. I’ll forward you the invitation list and you can add three people of your choosing. You’ll be having dinner with us and the Min family on Friday at six. I’ll have Yujin send you an email with further details. Don’t be late.” 

You looked to your father in a desperate plea but were only met with stony silence and a passive face. You turned back to your mother and registered the composed expression painting her face. Your fate had been decided, and it had not worked in your favor at all. Rising slowly, you set your hands by your side and bowed towards your parents, “I understand. I’ll be there.”

Your mother swiftly exited the room, evidently deciding the conversation was over. You could hear her dangling earrings tinkling against each other in what felt like a mocking melody. Your father calmly produced a cigar from the table next to him and lit up, no longer acknowledging you either. You let out another slow breath and walked out. 

Collecting your coat from Mrs. Oh, who tried to give you a comforting shoulder squeeze but it felt more like condolences than anything, and made your way to your car parked in front of the gate closing off your parents’ home. 

That’s it then.

You felt eerily calm yet stressed as you started up your car and carefully reversed out, making sure to avoid hitting the carved statues your parents had in front of the iron gate. As you drove home, your mind started racing with the information you had been relayed. 

Min Yoongi as your soon-to-be-husband? What irony.

Does he even know you exist?

Will you be able to survive this?

Hand gripping the steering wheel hard, you quickly dialed the most recent number in your contact list. She answered after only two rings.

“Y/N! Are you still alive? How’d it go?”

“Hi Joohee, not great. I’m completely and totally fucked.”

Joohee chuckled on the other end of the line, “Want to come over?”

“Yes,” you breathed, “I was hoping you’d offer.”

“I’ll get the booze.”

“Min Yoongi? Now that’s ironic,” Joohee chuckled, seemingly at your expense. You shot a glare her way which she shrugged in response to.

“How long have you been crushing on him? This is, like, practically fate. Maybe this’ll be a good thing.”

You scoffed in response, “A good thing? Joohee, be serious. The last thing I want to do is get with my long-time infatuation, not crush, by forcing him to be my husband.” You took another swig of wine. It was a cheap pink Moscato, perfect for nights like these with Joohee. 

Joohee shoved a pillow in your direction in an effort to gain more room on the couch you had stuffed yourselves onto. The trash reality dating show you had on in the background was showing a rather dramatic fight but you paid it no attention, “It’s just…I haven’t talked to him in the last, what, five years? He probably doesn’t even remember me. And you’ve heard the rumors, I don’t think he’ll be exactly thrilled at giving up his playboy lifestyle just because he has to marry me.”

“What if he doesn’t give that up?”

You stared at Joohee in slight surprise, “What do you mean?”

“Like, what if he says that he doesn’t want to stop hooking up with other people? What will you do?”

Your brows furrowed as you considered the question, “I don’t know, I guess. I mean, I can’t really stop him. I guess I’d just have to live with it.”

Joohee hummed in response before continuing on, “Well, this is happening whether you like it or not. Just try to make it amicable at the least. Maybe it’ll work out, you never know. Just look at Jin oppa.”

Kim Seokjin, Joohee’s older brother and a friend of Min Yoongi’s, was arranged by Joohee’s parents to marry Song Yeonhee, and the two had seemingly fallen in love after a rocky start to their nuptials. You had seen them recently at Yeonhee’s baby shower and she had been glowing, looking unbelievably happy. You recalled the loving gaze that Seokjin had sent her during the party and the pang of envy you felt, knowing that you would likely never get to experience that. 

“Yeah, well,” you responded, “He’s an outlier. Most of these types of marriages don’t work out. I have a feeling I’m going to be a part of that group.”

“You’re too negative, you haven’t even met him for dinner yet. Maybe he’ll surprise you. You just have to give him the chance.”

You mulled over Joohee’s words and nodded, “Yeah, maybe you’re right. I guess I’ll see how Friday goes.”

You weren’t technically late. 

While you still had about 5 minutes before the dinner officially started, you weren’t early, and that was unacceptable by your mother’s standards. A mini emergency at your job had left you scrambling to leave on time, only noticing the late hour when one of your coworkers asked if they should order take-out for the team. After profusely apologizing to your team, they encouraged you to go, practically shooing you out the door, claiming they could handle the situation for now. 

Which left you barely on time to park in the lot outside the ridiculously fancy Japanese restaurant your mother’s assistant, Yujin, had sent to your email earlier that week. You quickly stepped out, smoothing out your dress that you had kept in the backseat of your car and had hastily changed into in the parking lot of your office. Tugging down the hem, you took a moment to look at your reflection in your car window and attempt to look more presentable. Your hair was slightly frizzy but nicely combed back, and you had extremely minimal makeup on from only remembering last minute this morning, and your eyes looked tired. 

You felt tired.

Shaking off your nerves, you headed inside the restaurant giving your family name to the hostess who took you back to a private room where your mother and father were waiting. Your father spared you only a cursory glance before returning his gaze to his phone and your mother looked you up and down before uttering a curt, “Hm.” You held in an eye roll and quickly sat next to them, trying to calm your heart rate for the sure-to-be exhilarating dinner ahead. At six on the dot, you spotted the same hostess leading the Min family towards your table. Your mother stood, welcoming them and urging them to sit down. You stood as well, a little less welcoming, a lot more obligated. 

Mrs. Min looked like the epitome of a rich older woman with dark black hair combed back and glittering jewels lining her ears and neck, complementing the midnight blue gown she had on. Mr. Min was dressed quite similarly to your father, in a simple suit, the only difference being his starkly greying hair providing quite the contrast to his dark blazer. Close behind them was the person you were the most anxious about meeting, Min Yoongi. His pitch-black hair complemented his slightly tanned skin nicely and his feline eyes remained straightforward and untelling. He was dressed in a simple black suit as well with an expensive-looking watch adoring his wrist. His mouth was closed tightly and he did not smile at your mother when she greeted him, not at your father when they sat down across from your family, and certainly not at you.

Your hands nervously played with each other in your lap as you took your seat again. You listened quietly as the mothers exchanged pleasantries and the fathers gruffly greeted each other. You were trying to avoid looking at Yoongi as much as possible.

“So, Y/N,” Mrs. Min started, making you startle to attention, “How old are you now?”

“Twenty-nine, ma’am.”

“Ah, so only a bit younger than Yoongi. That’s good then. How is your work?”

You felt your father stiffen next to you and prayed your discomfort didn’t show on your face, “Good. I’m in the middle of producing a new project with my team.”

“How lovely. Although I’m sure you’ll be leaving that soon after the wedding. You won’t need to work then after all,” Mrs. Min smiled at you. It was hard to read her so you couldn’t tell if she was being genuine or not, though if you had to guess, it was likely the latter. Your job was a point of contention with your family. Choosing to work in a video game production company did not go over well, and if your older brother, Kyungsoo, hadn’t been in line to inherit Seo Industries, you would’ve never been able to keep it. 

You smiled awkwardly in response to Mrs. Min and returned your gaze to the empty plate in front of you. 

As the conversation dragged on, you couldn’t help but steal a glance or two at Yoongi, who was periodically checking his phone and looking permanently bored of the conversation. Not that you could blame him. The dull talk of social circle gossip and work was beginning to get grating, and even the introduction of fancy entrees wasn’t enough to stop your stomach from feeling queasy. 

Yoongi had yet to say one word to you. To be fair, you hadn’t said anything to him either, but he had barely looked in your direction since he entered the private dining room. How exactly were you supposed to start a conversation with that? 

Soon after the desserts came out and were finished, with you politely refusing, feeling like you were going to throw up any second, Mrs. Min suddenly pushed her chair back and stood. She looked down at you and Yoongi and announced, “Well. I think we can leave them to talk on their own for a bit. Why don’t you join us for a drink at our home, Eujin-ssi?”

At the sound of her name, your mother stood, nodding, “Yes, that sounds lovely. Let’s let them get to know each other a bit more.” With that, the parents swiftly gathered their belongings and left, before you could even protest, leaving you staring open-mouthed at the exit. 

Slowly, you turned to face Yoongi and were startled, seeing his eyes already boring into yours. 

“Let’s get one thing straight,” Yoongi stated, his deep and stable voice wrapping around you for the first time that night, “This marriage means nothing to me. It shouldn’t to you either. I’ll do my thing and you do yours. Most importantly, stay out of my life except when necessary. Just because my parents are forcing my hand doesn’t mean I have to adhere to every little thing. Nothing will be changing except for our living situation and a ring on our fingers.”

A little stunned, you could only stutter a passive agreement and watch as he rose and left without sparing you another glance. 

Letting out a deep breath, you closed your eyes, trying to understand what had just transpired. Your heart raced as you quickly stacked up the dishes to be a bit easier for the busboy and quickly made your way to your car. Sitting down in the driver’s seat, you vaguely registered Min Yoongi’s cold demeanor towards you.

It seems he didn’t remember you after all.

The dress you had on was itchy, but you knew if you complained, you would only end up with a sharp stinging on your cheek and tear-filled eyes. You had escaped the boring party with grown-ups and were sitting outside on a stone bench in the garden, trying to remedy your hurt feelings at the hands of the mean, older boy, Hyunsoo. 

He had confidently poked fun at your appearance, saying the dress was a bit too small on you and that your parents should’ve sprung for a size that could fit an elephant instead. He continued on, saying your parents must’ve forgotten to vaccinate you for measles considering all the red spots on your face that were actually acne. Being a tender twelve years of age and going through the worst bits of puberty, his words hit you hard and you quickly ran from the scene into the garden. 

Unable to contain your tears, they slipped down your face in large droplets and soaked into the front of your dress. 

“Hey, you.”

Startled, you looked up to see a boy a couple of years older than you standing in front of you, black hair shining in the light from the garden lamps. His sharp eyes trailed down your tear-stained face. You quickly turned away in shame, not wanting to undergo any more embarrassment tonight. 

“Hey, snot-face.”

You shot him a glare but softened when you saw his hand extended, holding a handkerchief, his face turned slightly away, “Use this. You look ugly while you’re crying.”

You gingerly took the cloth from his hands and blew your nose, noticing him wince out of the corner of your eye. 

“Thank you,” you managed and he only rolled his eyes in response. 

“Yeah, whatever. I think Joohee’s looking for you,” he grumbled before turning on his heel and stalking off back towards the party. 

Confused, your eyes followed after him, not knowing how he knew that Joohee would be looking for you. You unfolded the handkerchief and noticed an elegant embroidering of three letters in black near the bottom, MYG. 

Oh, you realized, Min Yoongi. Joohee’s older brother was friends with him but you had never seen him before. Joohee had described him as kind of rude and quite closed off, but you disagreed. He certainly didn’t seem that bad.

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[xiakato]

YUJIN- Fantasize(M)

Yujin’s pov

There he is again, his perfect face, hair and height. He’s just my type, the way he smiles, he’s just ugh.  The thoughts of putting it down on him day and night runs through her mind but she knows she needs to hold back.

“Yujin?” His voice rings throughout her ears, sending shivers down her spine.

“Oh Hi Y/n oppa, h-how are you?” I smile at him as he walks up to me, towering over me, his cologne invading my senses. He smells so good.

“Oh I’m better now that I see you,”  He smiles as he takes my hand and kisses the back of it. I blush looking up at him.

“O-oh stop it Y/n you’re making me blush,” I giggle as his thumb glides across my hand softly, “So what brings you here today Y/n?” 

“Mom asked me to drop by to give something to Gaeul,” He says as he walks over to her, dropping the bag on her lap. 

“You should stay for the performance Y/n,” I say to him hoping he will say yes.

“Sure I have some time I can stay and watch,” He smiles as the staff comes to tell us it’s time to start the performance of our song for the music show so we hurry to the stage and Y/n makes his way to the crowd. 

“Yujinnie I have a question for you,” Gaeul says as we walk and get our mics on. 

“What’s up?” I ask as I start to sip on some water.

“Do you like my brother?” She asks me, I spit out my water, looking over at her, she stares at me blankly as I nod shyly, she smiles, “I’ll be rooting for you but if you hurt him so help me god.” 

“I won’t hurt him, I’ll never dream of it,” I smile at her as we make our way onto the stage, my eyes racing through the crowd looking for him. My eyes land on him, his eyes meeting mine, making my heart skip beat. I look away trying to calm myself down as we get to our places. 

Third person POV 

Y/n watches on from the crowd, his eyes constantly on Yujin, the way she was on stage drew him in. His eyes travel around her body as she dances, luring him in even more. The song ends and he walks back to the waiting room, they come into the room shortly after and he praises each of them personally till he gets to Yujin and they just stand there staring at each other. 

“Just kiss already,” Rei blurts out, making the others burst out laughing, while the two of them blush, not breaking their eye contact. He makes his move giving her a quick peck on her lips, ‘soft’ he thinks to himself as he pulls away and quickly leaves the room, embarrassed of what he just did. Ignoring the squels that can make high school girls jealous, he rushes out of the building, his mind racing with what he just did. Kissing her hand is different from kissing her lips. But they were soft and supple.  Hearing footsteps behind him, he looks behind him and it’s Yujin. She smiles when he looks at her and she runs up to him and kisses him.

“I’ll call you later okay?” She says as he just nods as his mind malfunctions. She giggles and runs back inside leaving him as his operating system reboots. He gets in his car trying to calm down his smile.  Driving back home, he crashes on the couch staring at the ceiling as she runs through his mind. Hours fly by without him noticing as his phone pings. He checks it, it’s Yujin asking if she can come over.He texts her back quickly and then sets his phone down and waits. Twenty minutes pass, when a knock on his door echoes through the entrance way. He gets up, running to the door, opening it up seeing her in her outfit from the stage. He smiles as he lets in her. 

“Last time I was here, it was for a celebration for our debut.” 

“It was, I made sure that this place was clean though that time. So sorry for the mess this time, work was hectic this past week so I didn’t really have time to clean.” 

“Oh it’s fine, it’s still somewhat clean,” She says as she lays on the couch and stretches, arching her back. He stares at her, his heart beating in his chest. 

“How was your schedule today?” He asks her as you get a glass of water to give to her.

“It was great, you being there for the music show today made it so much better,” She looks over at him, accepting the glass of water. 

“I’m glad that I could make your day better.”  

She smiles and drinks the water, he sits down in one of the chairs leaning back. Her eyes trace up his figure, flashes of him on top of her, deep inside of her going off in her mind. He looks at her, a few strands of his hair falling in front of his eyes. She gulps, staring at him, making up her mind. She stands up walking over to him straddling him. She giggles as his eyes widen at her sudden movement, she moves his hands onto her ass, “You can make it even better though.” 

“And how can I do that?” He asks her, as she wraps her arms around his neck as she fake ponders for a moment.

“Be mine Y/n, and only mine.” 

“Oka-” He gets cut off as she kisses him, the lust and passion is equal as her hips start to grind against his crotch. He squeezes her ass making her moan into the kiss. She pulls away from the kiss, a string of saliva working as a bridge between her mouth and his. She slides to the ground, getting onto her knees as she makes short work of his belt and trousers, pulling them down just enough to fish his cock out. 

She smiles, biting her lip as she starts to stroke it, “Do you know how many times I’ve fantasized about this cock of yours?”  He shakes his head no, “So fucking much,” She peppers kisses up and down his shaft, “This big fat cock destroying me,” She takes him into her mouth, her eyes never leaving his as she takes him deeper and deeper into her mouth, pulls him out letting his cock glide against her tongue, “You taste so fucking good.” 

“Keep sucking baby,” He mutters out, making her giggle as she keeps stroking his cock spreading her spit. 

“I have an even better idea,” she scoots back a little pulling him to his feet, smiling as his cock swings in front of her, “Face fuck me.” 

“Are you sure?” He asks, his hands already gripping onto her head, she nods, getting him back into her mouth. He pushes as deep down her throat as she will let him. Her gags fill the room as she rests her hands on his thighs, she keeps looking at him. Well trying to keep looking at him, as she taps his thigh making him pull out. 

“Fuck,” She coughs a little, saliva cascading from her mouth, “Again,” She takes him back into her mouth allowing him to use her mouth for his pleasure, she feels her juices running down her leg, soaking up her panties.

“What a needy bitch you are,” He grunts as she gags trying to get him deeper in her throat. She pulls away again coughing, spreading her spit on his cock. 

“Fuck yes, only for you Daddy,” The smile that hasn’t left her face since she has got here, “I’m a needy slut for you.” 

He pulls Yujin to her feet pushing her to the couch with her ass facing him as he rips her pants, “you’re drenched,” Y/n pulls her panties to the side, setting his eyes on her glistening pussy for the first time, rubbing his tip against her clit, she moans softly and whines.

“Don’t tease me Daddy please just fuck me, use me please Daddy I need it,” She pleads wiggling her ass. Y/n can’t help but to chuckle and smile at the needness of her, slapping her ass and hearing her whimper. He slides into her, she tightens around him, “Fuck yes, give it to me I need all of you daddy,” He slams the rest in making her scream out in pleasure, “FUCK YES!” he starts pounding her into the couch, her ass jiggling as he slams himself in and out of her, “Harder! break me daddy!” 

Y/n slams harder and harder into her, pulling her hair, “You’re fucking mine bitch,” He growls as he keeps going with one goal in mind and that’s to break her. Her legs start shaking and her moans echoes through the room. 

“I-I-I’m going to c-c-cum,” She cries out as she squirts all over the couch, making a puddle on the floor. He pulls out and she squirts again, her legs shake as she falls over onto the couch trying to catch her breath and waiting for her body to calm down. She peeks over at him, her eyes trained onto his cock now glistening from her juices. Y/n picks her up walking her to the room, dropping her on the bed and spreading her legs wide and pushing them up towards her head, “U-use me,” she tells him even though she knows that he is going to. Pushing himself back into her, Yujin is just as tight as she was before she was stretched out, Y/n rests his forehead onto hers as he fucks her hard making thighs ripple, making her stare into his eyes, “I love you I love you I love you,” She says repeating as she cums again flooding the bed. She feels him cum deep in her, filling her womb, “so warm daddy.” 

“Let's get you cleaned up,” Y/n pulls out of her and watches his cum drip out of her, he smiles as he helps her get out of her clothes and gives her some of his to wear and quickly changes the sheets. 

“I love you Y/n.” 

“I love you Yujin.”

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[entername322]

Deal with the devil

Eunbi (ex Izone) X Male Reader ft Yujin (ex Izone, IVE)

Length: 12090 words

Previous part

Fishing is an activity that requires patience and experience. You were prepared to do a long game of push and pull with Eunbi to corrupt her further. Of course you can just blackmail her but where's the fun in that? It's much more fun to see if she would walk I to your trap rather than pushing her forcefully into it. So having a slow burn isn't something you're against. However, to your shock, Eunbi would actually contact you back an hour after you left her in her office. “What a slut”, You smiled seeing her text.

“Are you seriously checking your phone right now?” Yujin moaned, “Hehehehe, I thought it was someone important”, You carelessly dropped your phone on the bed before you grabbed her waist. “Fuck I hate you so much”, She let out another moan as she continue riding you. “You're so cute when you're in denial like this”, You teased her and started squeezing her thighs. “Fuck you”, She grunted, “Are you having trouble there? Should we switch places and I'll be the one moving?” Yujin feels offended by your question and starts to move her hips faster, “I got this, just stay quiet will you?” Her hand presses onto your chest to help support her. 

“I think you're just a tsundere”, Yujin always frowns and swears at you every time you tease her like this, but her pussy would always tighten around your cock as if she's enjoying it. “I. Hate. You.” Of course you just smile and caress her cheek, “Do you want another kiss princess?” Yujin struggles to stop herself from leaping into your embrace. “No”, She said with a blush, “I think you do”, Before she could react you grabbed her face with both of your hands and pulled her down for a kiss. Deep inside her, Yujin feels ecstatic, something about your kiss always makes her act up. You can feel her waist start to move even more aggressively and her pussy got even tighter. As you pull away from the kiss you can see her eyes are still closed and her lips reaching forward trying to find yours. “Say that you like me too”, Yujin eyes open in shock, her face turns full red and her words are failing to be formed, even her waist stops moving.

Taking the opportunity, you grab her body and turn her around making you lay on top of her. “It's okay Yujin, I promise I won't tell a single soul. You can trust me”, You kiss her cheek, which turns out to be her weak spot. “That's not fair, you can't just keep attacking me like this and- ahhhhhhh”, Yujin moans again as your waist starts moving. “Come on princess, I want to hear you say it”, But Yujin was busy, crying? “You're so mean”, God she actually looks like a spoiled child now. “Hahahaha, I always know you're a softie underneath”, Yujin frowns at you as her tears are falling down. “I hate you”, She throws a punch at your chest, however you can tell it is just a playful one due to the lack of pain you're having. “Like I always said, unfortunately for you, I like you”, You lean down and kiss her again.

This time her hands go behind your head and hug it close. “If I knew you were a bastard I would've never asked you out”, Yujin looks at you with a cute pout, “Ask me out? I thought this is just a fling”, You tease her again by kissing her cheek. “Just stop teasing me already. You know you wanted to go out with me”, She whined, “Do you want to go out with me too princess?” You smile and bite your ear. “Yeahhhh”, She moans, her hands go behind your back and starts to scratch it. “Fuck you're so hot when you're all submissive like this you know?” Yujin didn't say anything but inside her mind she starts to accept the dynamic of this relationship. “I'm cumming soon”, She whispers in your ears, her voice sounds so fragile that you swear she's doing it on purpose. “Fuck me too”, Your waist piston into hers in an even more aggressive manner. “What are you waiting for? Just cum inside me, pleaseeeee”, Alright she's definitely doing this on purpose. “I'm cumming”, You slam into her, her leg reacts properly and locks you in. “Fuck, you're so warm”, Yujin can feel her mind losing it's consciousness again. Her nails dig into your back as her teeth sink into your neck to muffle her screams. 

As you finish unloading inside her you stay still, holding her close as her orgasm is slowly passing. Once she's done you drop down next to her and just lay there. Yujin looked at you with a frown, “You know I was just doing that because of the heat-”, You shut her denial with a kiss. Yujin doesn't bother by pushing you away…..

It's pointless to struggle, he won't let me go. I'm not enjoying this AT ALL. Where did he learn how to kiss anyway, it feels so- disgusting. Yeah he's disgusting as fuck. Him and his slimy tongue that would always reach in and explore my mouth. Him and his occasional biting on my lips and tongue. Him and his body pressing up to me while his hand just grope me wherever he likes. I hate him…….. Fuck Yujin why are you falling for him.

You pull away from the kiss, Yujin opens her eyes while looking at you displeased by your actions. Her hands are holding onto your neck and her body refuses to move away from you. “What were you saying again?” You flash your innocent smile at her and press your forehead against hers. “........ Do you mean it?” You can understand why Eunbi is so easy to catch, your chat history shows how much of a pervert she is and she's been pent up for a long time. Yujin however, you never really know much about her, so it's kinda surprising how easy it is for you to break her walls down. “Which part?” You smile and caressed her cheek, “That you won't tell a single soul about this”, Yujin is pissed by how much she's enjoying your touch, “I promise, no one will know. So don't be scared, you can be honest with me”, You leaned forward to kiss her again. Yujin closes her eyes ready for another make out session but you surprise her by kissing her forehead instead.

“Yaaaaaa, stop that”, She's bewildered by the fact that she enjoys them. “Heheheh, you're so cute sometimes. So, are we officially going out now?” The answer is definitely a yes but Yujin is struggling to say it. Being a nice gentleman that you are, you help her by grabbing her and pull her to rest on top of you. Her head comfortably rests on your shoulder next to the crook of your neck. “Fine, but I'm not telling anyone that we're going out”, It's much easier for her to speak when your snarky smirk isn't on her face. “Alright, can you be my sugar mama while you're at it?” Your finger gently traces down her spine making her shiver. “You wish”, Yujin leans closer and kisses your neck, “Now that we're official I want you to stop chatting with those girls on your phone”, Her demanding tone came off as a needy plea. 

“Jealous?” She answers by biting your neck, “How can you be in a relationship while still sexting and hooking up with random girls?” Honestly, for some reason you don't feel like she's jealous. “Wait, don't tell me your ego got hurt because you think I was spending time with girls you think are lesser than you”, Yujin growls before biting you again. “Is it actually an ego problem for you?” You laugh, “Maybe it is, you don't like that?” Yujin slap your chest. “Fine, I'll be a good boyfriend and stop flirting with other girls”, You're so fucking shameless you know that? “Good, are you staying the night?” Yujin hugged you openly now. “Is that an invitation?” Your hand starts to caress her head. Yujin purrs as she gets in a more comfortable position to sleep, seemingly with no interest to answer you. “Good night princess”

After a while you can feel Yujin drifting off to sleep on top of you. Carefully you drop her next to you before taking your phone and checking on the message from Eunbi.

PurpleBunny: Can we meet up tomorrow?

PorkCrackling: For what?

PurpleBunny: Just, to talk.

PorkCrackling: I'm busy.

PurpleBunny: Please?

PorkCrackling: Give me a reason on why I should.

PurpleBunny: I'll think about continuing our relationship.

PorkCrackling: ?

PurpleBunny: Meet me tomorrow okay? I'll send you my address.

PorkCrackling: When?

PurpleBunny: 7 PM

PorkCrackling: Fine, see you tomorrow.

All these girls falling for you can't be good. It feels like this happened before and things ended up terrible for one of them. Huh? Ahhhhh don't mind that, continue on with your journey of playing with two girls’ hearts. What's the next part of the plan?

Eunbi would be a nice sex slave. If I can continue having my way with her then she won't even think about defying me. Yujin on the other hand is not that easy to deal with. One wrong move and she might just blow up on my face. I think that's the play, have Yujin as my girlfriend and keep Eunbi as my sexual release. I can't let the two of them know about the other. Keeping Eunbi away from Yujin shouldn't be hard. If Eunbi wants to continue this then she will definitely keep this hidden the best she can. Keeping Yujin on the other hand could be hard. If Taeyeon decides to start some gossip between the teachers then I'm fucked. 

I need time to make sure Eunbi doesn't find out, not until I fully have her under my control. I guess it's time for me to start acting like the good stuck up students and try to lay low. 

First thing first, let's hide the chat between me and Eunbi. I need to erase my cookies and my login credentials. It's fucking annoying but it's for the best. As long as Yujin doesn't turn into a needy and overbearing girlfriend then I can talk to Eunbi behind her back. Perfect plan honestly, there is no way this would go wrong.

“Fuck it, tomorrow problem for tomorrow me”, Wise word to live by, until you no longer live. Deciding that you've had enough of the day, you close your eyes and have a nice sleep with Yujin. The next day you were woken up by a sharp pain in your chest. “Ahhh what the fuck”, You spring up and push Yujin away from you. “Aggghhhh, Jesus calm down”, Yujin grunted, feeling your sudden aggression. “What are you doing?” You scoffed, “I was just trying to mess with you, I didn't know you were such a light sleeper”, Yujin scratched her eyes before yawning. “Oh is that so? You're not scared I'm gonna punish you for it?” You grabbed her chin and pulled her for a kiss.

Yujin welcomes the kiss happily and wraps her arm around you. The change is a surprise but a welcome one, maybe Yujin won't be that aggressive from now on. “Fuck, what is wrong with you”, Nope, she bites your lips hard enough it bleeds. “Heheheh, you think you win just because I submit to you? Guess what, I'm not gonna make this easy for you”, Well you did manage to break her walls, that doesn't mean you change her whole personality. Deep inside, she's just a fucking brat, “I'm gonna get you for this”, A fun challenge for you to conquer. “Prove it”, Yujin bites her lips, excited with a morning session, “Come here”, You grab her body and pull her into your lap.

One of your hands grabbed her chin while the other was caressing her ass. “Say sorry and I'll forget about this”, Hey maybe you should deal with the bleeding first? “No”, Well, guess that lips are gonna drip some blood on to her during all this. “Fuck”, Yujin grunted as you spank her, “Count it for me bitch”, Yujin is not into degradation, but she cant really refuse you when you’re all dominant like this. “One”, You smile and raise your hand to spank her again, “Two”, It was at this moment she realised that this would be harder than she expected. 

“Three”, You weren't holding back either, her big and firm ass is so inviting for you to slap. “Four”, You watch her ass jiggle every time you spank it. You managed to spank her 10 times before you stopped, in fear of your lust overtaking you. “Okay I'm sorry”, Thankfully she also break, “Good girl, next time don't piss me off like this again will you?” You lean down and kissed her temple. “I'm sorryyyyy”, She whined in a cute tone, “That's the first part of your punishment princess, are you ready for the next one?” Yujin bite her lips in anticipation. “I'm scared, daddy”, Oh fuck she pull that card out of nowhere, “Don't be scared princess, your punishment is simple. For this whole weekend, you won't get any sex”, Her eyes widened in despair hearing your words.

“What?” Ahhhh, there's the punk Yujin, coming back to voice her frustration. “That's right, you're not getting any action from me. So have fun with those toys because I won't lay my hand on you”, Yujin frown seeing this isn't going in the direction she wanted. “Well fine, it's not like I don't have a line of guys ready to please me anytime I want”, She tries to make you jealous, “Go ahead, find someone to ‘satisfy’ your needs. Just so you know you won't find anyone who can please you like I do. While me on the other hand, I can find a lot of girls-”, Your words are interrupted by her kiss. Oh fuck, maybe she will become a needy girl after all.

“Just fuck me already daddy, I know you want to”, She sat on your lap and start grinding on your cock, “I'm not rewarding you for your bratty attitude”, You slap her again, contradicting your words. “Pleaseeee?” Since when can she make a cute pout like that? “No, I need to go for the day anyway so you're on your own”, You try to push her off if you but she won't move, “Come on, just one round, that's all I need”, This needy Yujin is not good for your sex drive. “You're gonna have to make it up to me”, Yujin nods before jumping off your lap to kneel in front of you, “I'll handle it from here daddy”

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“Welcome”, Eunbi greets you at her door as soon as you knock on it. “I didn't buy any PorkCrackling, I'm poor”, She nods and moves out of the way, “Let's talk”, She leads you to her living room. “Coffee? Tea?” You look at her with distant eyes, openly checking out her body and outfits. “Water”, She nods and comes back with a glass of water. The two of you sat there quietly, waiting for the other to speak first. Seeing how distant and reserved you are makes Eunbi feel hurt. “I'm here, because I want to talk about our relationship”, You took a sip, telling her to continue. “Do you want to continue it?”

You stay quiet for sometimes, trying to inspect her expression to see what she's thinking. “Look I just want to know first, did you plan to blackmail me back then?” You shake your head, “I just want a one night stand. Don't mind too much about what I said during our sex, it's just a heat in the moment thing”, Playing hard to get is the way to fish her out. “So you don't plan to continue this? At all?” Why is she acting so desperate? Even you got taken off guard with that. “Why do you want to continue?” Eunbi sighs, “I think we can work this out. A part of me feels like what we had yesterday was the best thing I've ever experienced. Another part of me knows how risky it is but……. I don't care”

She lied, you can tell she just lied to you. There's more to the story and you don't feel comfortable having such crucial information hidden from you. “That's a little too unbelievable. You're a principal with a lot of burden and responsibility. Not to mention you're a psychologist, having this relationship continue definitely isn't going to be a good thing for my mental health”, She widened her eyes, yet you can see there's a little panic in there. “Do you actually care about my mental health?” She does, you managed to see that in her eyes, “I do, I really do, and….. I don't know if you're gonna take this well. But I want to continue this relationship, so I can keep you close. So I can guide you through your problems”

Remember that thing called ‘conflict of interest’ that you think about on your first session? Yeah maybe she just doesn't know about it. “Do you think it's a good idea?” She nods confidently, “We can help each other, I'm sure of it. Please just trust me on this one, let's try it first”, Eunbi is desperate. Her mind has been overtaken by her desire and her heart is overtaken by her generosity and empathy. It's pretty fucked up, but she genuinely belief that what she's doing can benefit you both. “Fine”, You can almost see her heart skip a beat the moment you say that. “Thank you, I'm sure we can work this out”, She reaches out and holds your hand. 

“I'm a little horny from yesterday, so get on your knees and suck me slut”, Like a robot she just kneels in front of you and looks at you with pleasing eyes. “Suck my dick”, She nods enthusiastically, her hand reaching out to unbuckle your belt before pulling down your pants. Eunbi leans forward and bites your boxer before pulling it down with her mouth. She really wants this huh? “You're so big master”, Eunbi pressed her face to your cock while closing her eyes. The heat, the girth, the size, it all imprinted on her face and memory, she needs this. “Are you gonna start working or not?” Your word woke her up, her hand gently held on to your shaft, controlling your cock so she could freely kiss it all over.

Teasing has never been your thing when you're on the receiving end. However, you let her have her way for now, besides, having a good top-down view of her cleavage is pretty nice. A moan escapes her mouth as she starts to pull your tip into her mouth. Her tiny mouth wraps around your cock nicely as her tongue is licking your shaft. A small grunt escapes your mouth from the stimulation. Pleasuring you is pleasurable for her, it feels nice, like a kid being rewarded for their good behaviour. Despite your size, Eunbi can take your whole length comfortably due to the training you've given her. 

Slowly she starts to push her head lower into your cock, without any trouble she easily lets your cock pass into her throat. Her movements are slow and sensual, which is a little disappointing because you've been teaching her to be a cock hungry slut. “You're gonna make me fall asleep, slut”, You stand up after 5 minutes of her slow and sensual blowjob. Hearing your words she felt down for disappointing you, but also giddy because you're about to ruin her. “I'll do the moving, get ready”, Eunbi nods enthusiastically and prepares her throat.

First, you hold her hair, then you start fucking her face aggressively. “Gghag gaagh ghag ggahg”, The sounds of her gagging on your cock make you fuck her even faster. Tears starts to fall down her eyes and she grabs on to your thighs for support. Being used like a toy, seeing your lustful face, having you choking her out with your cock, it's really too much for her. A muffled scream can be heard from her mouth, looking down you can see her falling down on her butt as she just has an orgasm. “What a slut. Did you just cum before me?” You slap her cheek making her orgasm got even more intense. 

“Useless toy”, You slap her again and starts to fuck her even harder. Eunbi's eyes rolled into the back of her head out of ecstasy, seeing this made you feel, strong. Being in power, it feels nice doesn't it? “Fuck take my load you slut”, You grunt before slamming your hips into her face. Eunbi groans as she feels your thick sperm travelling down her throat, shooting right into her stomach and filling it up. As your ejaculation passes away you pull out your cock. Her spit is coating it fully, making a trail of saliva between it and her mouth. “I'm sorry master, I just like your cock too much”, Eunbi wants to make it up to you and starts to kiss your cock.

“Get on the couch slut”, Eunbi smiled and stood up, she pulled up her dress showing off her bare ass and pussy. “You were ready for this aren't you slut?” You spank her, it's not as good as Yujin's but it's decent enough. “Yes master, I can't get enough of you”, Eunbi swayed her hips trying to make you move faster. “I want your ass slut”, You kneel down and spit on her asshole. “Hhhnngg, take it master. Take whatever you want from me”, Your tongue slither into her hole and starts to tease it. Slowly you push forward and start to prepare it. Her hole is already prepared by your training regime so you easily slip one finger in, then two, then three. “I'm ready for you master, please fuck me”, Eunbi let out a soft whine. 

You stand up and put your tip against her hole, “Goddamn your body is so unfair”, Hearing your compliments, Eunbi starts to push against your cock until your tip manages to get in. “I hope your house is soundproofed”, Both of your hands grab onto her hips, “Shove it in master”, Without waiting for a single second more you immediately push in and make her scream. As she's adjusting to your size you pull back and pound her again. The tightness of her hole felt so good, it's not so tight that you feel strangled but just tight enough to give you a little pain. “Fuck, you're so tight slut”, You continue pounding her while Eunbi can only let out moans and grunts.

As she adjusts to your cock you start to get even more aggressive, your hips move by itself pounding her aggressively. Soon the sounds of flesh slapping against each other drowns out her moans. “Fuck finish me off with your tits”, You pull away from her. Despite having her mind overdosed by pleasure Eunbi immediately jumps off the couch like a good slut she is. Taking off her dress you fear your eyes upon her voluptuous chess. You sat back down on the couch and Eunbi scurry to kneel in front of you. She spits on your cock before wrapping it with her soft melons, “Fuck that felt good”, You lean back on the couch, savouring this heavenly moment. Eunbi feels proud hearing you say that and starts moving her boobs up and down, “Are you gonna cum master? Can I taste your sperm again? Please feed your pathetic toy with your thick cum”, Your waist pushes forwards and Eunbi immediately takes the tip into her mouth. Your second ejaculation arrived, much more intense than the first one. Eunbi also had her second orgasm, the moment your thick white cum sprays into her mouth it's all over for her.

Eunbi squirts all over her carpet as she continues stroking you in order to milk every last drop of cum she can get. Once you empty your ball Eunbi opens her mouth showing off her bountiful harvest. Then she closes her eyes before gulping it all down and opens her mouth again to show there's not a single drop that goes to waste. “Good job slut”, You felt drained, literally and figuratively, “Hehehehe, thank you master”, She kissed your cock and just played around with it as you cooled down.

“I need to go get something to eat”, You said after chilling on the couch for a while, “You can eat here master, I'll cook you something”, Meanwhile Eunbi is still playing with your cock. “No”, Actually you really want to but you'll say no just to see what she's gonna do. “I insist, please stay the night. It's already late, I'll cook you something and you can even stay the night”, It seems like it's not Eunbi the slit that's talking but Eunbi the caring psychologist. Fuck is it even right to call her a psychologist at this point? “Fine, I need to clean myself”, Eunbi nods and pulls you to the bathroom.

He said yes, oh god he said yes. This is good, this is perfect. Now you can keep him safe Eunbi, he doesn't need to go home to his mom. Okay calm down now, let's make sure not to freak him out. If I want to shield him from his toxic household I should establish that my place is a safe haven for him. Let's cook him a meal first. I hope he likes pork cutlet.

“Pork cutlet? Aren't this expensive?” Are they? Or is it just you living in poverty for so long that you have a skewed view of living expenses? “It's not that expensive, come on enjoy it while it's hot”, Eunbi pulls you to the dining table. She sits next to you seemingly waiting for you to start eating. “I hate hot rice”, You grunted as you started blowing some air in order to cool it down. “Why? Hot rice is the best rice. Everything tastes better when they're still hot”, Clearly she's not talking about ice cream. “I hate them”, You try your best to cool it down with your breath before eating one. “Why?” The slut Eunbi is gone and now only the caring and supportive Eunbi left. 

“Everytime mom cooks something for the family she always ends up beating me up. I burned my mouth when I was a kid because she kept forcing me to eat steaming hot rice. I hate them”, You scoffed before you continued blowing some air. Eunbi felt her heart break hearing you say that, she reaches out carefully to caress your hair. You stay quiet, letting her get closer to you, also because her hand feels nice on your head. “Here let me help you eat then”, Seeing you're not repulsed by her affection, Eunbi decides to push further. You stare at her with a ‘are you serious?’ look and she just smiles. 

“Fine”, Eunbi smiled and took the spoon off your hand. You've seen this before, in the movies. Scenes of a mother feeding her childs are nothing but a movie scene for you. It's laughable to even think about your mom feeding you, as far as you remember your brother sometimes feeds you, most of the time you just learn how to eat yourself. Deep down, you want to experience it at least once. Having someone taking care of your needs even if it's something as insignificant as this. It feels nice, maybe Eunbi can be used as more than just a sexual relief. 

Eunbi notices your glassy eyes, but she stays quiet. It makes her happy that you're enjoying this. From the outside this is just a cute little moment between a damaged person with someone who would care for him. However, looking in, this whole situation is a catalyst. A little poison on Eunbi’s mind that would feed her twisted love for you. The sex you had with her fuels her depraved and lusty side. The vulnerable and heartwarming dinner would fuel her caring and loving side. This, this night will be the start of her new obsession.

“There, do you like it?” Eunbi says as you finish your dinner, you shrug and just stay quiet. “Make yourself at home okay? I'll be cleaning the dishes”, You sigh and walk outside, “Where are you going”, Eunbi said concerned. “You need to walk after you eat”, But she wouldn't let you do this little ritual, “Come on sweetie, just sit on the couch, it's late already and god knows how many dangers there are out there”, Eunbi holds your hand refusing to let go. “I'm walking around your backyard”, She smiles and nods, she's scared that you'll just run off to the night but if you stay in her backyard at least she can watch over you.

You walk around her backyard, trying to find a decent place to sit before pulling out your cigarette and starting smoking. As Eunbi finishes her dishes she goes to check in on you and her heart rate goes up seeing you smoke. “What are you doing?” She yells at you before angrily straddles towards you, “Burning some calories”, You said nonchalantly. Eunbi pulls the cigarette from your mouth and throws it to the ground and stomps it. “Listen young man, you're still way too young for smoking- No. You are not allowed to smoke. It's dangerous and ruins your health. No more smoking”, This is annoying. How come you never think about her stance towards smoking? 

“I've been smoking for years, it's not a big deal”, You decide to piss her off by taking out your cigarette box. “No. No more smoking”, She grabs it and squeezes it with her hand, destroying all the cigarettes inside. “Why do you that?” Calling her slut would be a bad idea as it is very clear she's not in the mood for it. “Because smoking is bad for your health. Go back inside, now”, It's annoying, but that's pretty much it, you understand her anger. As soon as you stand up Eunbi decides to grab your hand and escort you inside herself. “I don't want you to smoke anymore from now on”, She crosses her arm and glares at you, “Yeah whatever”, You raise your hand.

“Good, now….. I'll prepare your bed, wait here okay?” You open your phone ignoring her, Eunbi feels a little angry by your rebellious attitude but she understands she needs to be patient. Checking your phone you see Yujin is asking for your location, “I'm busy rn”, Is that all you're gonna say? “Your bed is ready”, Eunbi says as you are busy with your phone. “That was quick, did you prepare it beforehand already?” Eunbi smiles and grabs you to follow her. Turns out, there's a few bedrooms here, and she picks one closest to hers for you to sleep in. “I hope you like it”, It's very minimalist, the size of the room made this whole place seem empty, especially compared to your messy room.

You look at Eunbi who's smiling at you, maybe you should reward her. Yeah that sounds nice. You grab her waist and push her to the wall, before she gets to react, you lean in and kiss her. “Ahhhhh, sweetie”, That was not slave Eunbi that's moaning. In fact with the way her hand wraps around you it's much more reminiscent of how Yujin starts to hug you today. A smile forms on your face as you realise what this means, Eunbi is actually falling for you. Your hand got bold and grabbed her ass making her let out another moan. As you pull away you can feel her hands are caressing your head and back. Her eyes are unfocused but still glancing towards your lips, hoping for more. 

“Master”, She whines, “No, I'm tired, go to your room and leave me alone”, Eunbi felt disappointed, she doesn't want to end the night this early. “Please master? Just a quickie?” Eunbi leans forward and presses her tits to your chest. “I said leave already”, She flinches hearing your words, “Okay”, She sighs and nods before leaving you alone. It's been a long day, your whole body is exhausted and you want nothing else but a good long sleep. “When things goes too well, life will fuck you over”

And behold, the universe decides to fuck you over in form of your new girlfriend. “What do you mean you were out with a friend?” Her eyes are filled with rage and pure disdain, “I’m out with my friends, what else do you want to know?” You are definitely not ready to have her turn into a clingy girlfriend. “You prefer spending time with them over me?” She turns her back to you, despite her words you can tell she's more angry towards herself rather towards you. Jealousy is beneath her, at least that's what she thought, “Listen princess, I'm just out for a day. Why are you so mad all of the sudden?” You hug her from behind and give her a kiss to the cheek which calms her down a little.

“I know your house is a piece of shit. So where do you spend the night huh? Were you having one night stands again?” Do you lie? “You could say that”, Should've fucking lie pussy. “You're so fucking unbelievable you know that?” Yujin pushes you away but your grip remains strong, “Look I'm sorry okay? I had a date already set up. It was the last time I'll do it”, There is no way you're getting out of this with that excuse. “Promise?” Holy shit you are, “I promise, I'll make it up to you”, Don't smirk, don't do that, you're not being sly, she's just being stupid. “What can you even do to make it up to me huh? Didn't you just beg me to be your sugar mommy?” Yujin scoffed but she does feel less angry now. “I'll come up with something. Anyway tomorrow I'm gonna be having a gym class so today is no sex for me”

After an hour of pleading and flirting you manage to calm Yujin down and the two of you end up cuddling together. Thankfully the needy and touchy Yujin would vanish the moment you two got back to school. For a while things are going great for you. Sleeping around between Yujin and Eunbi hasn't brought any trouble. Everytime they asked where you spent the night while you were with the other one you would just lie and distract them with sex. There's this voice in your head telling you this couldn't go on forever. Telling you that you need to make a choice in the end. And if you don't, things are gonna end terribly for you. Of course, like usual you just ignore it and enjoy the moment.

The first sign of trouble comes from Yujin, one day her bratty side starts acting up to get your attention, “You think you're better than me?” There goes your plan of laying low, “Yujin can you just shut up? It wasn't even a race”, She's absolutely livid by the fact that you beat her in the 200 metre dash. “Yeah? You think I was too slow to beat you?” Say yes, do it pussy you won't.

“Enough, go get changed and prepare for your next class”, Save by the bell it seems, your gym teacher swoops in and breaks you two apart. Unfortunately there was nobody who could save you when Yujin drags you to the rooftop and starts making out with you. “Damnit Yujin we're in school”, And I'm trying to stop the rumours from spreading out. “Fuck it, come on I'm so fucking horny already. You told me last night you're not gonna have sex but you just keep groping me the whole night”, It's hard to not do that when her ass is so inviting. “I'm not doing shit that could land me in hot water here. You know how the school works, rumour spreads like wildfire and I'm not taking any chances”, Despite the power dynamic between the two of you, Yujin is taller and stronger than you so she could easily keep you pinned to the wall.

“Just fuck me already, pleaseeeee”, She whines while her hands are feeling up your chest. “You're gonna have to wait until the school is over”, Yujin doesn't like that answer and starts kissing you aggressively. Her hand is doing their best to undress you but you keep stopping her. “Why?” She got frustrated and started yelling at you, “Because I told you so”, Spank her. Wait, would that make her even more horny? “You're not having another therapy session with that cow today aren't you?” The thing is, you do, which leaves you in a crossroads. Do you appeal to Yujin and make Eunbi suspicious, or do you appeal to Eunbi and make Yujin even more frustrated.  “I can reschedule for tomorrow”, Let's hope you didn't make Eunbi too mad.

“What do you mean you need to reschedule for tomorrow?” Eunbi roared as you broke the news. “I need to meet up with some friends. You know how it is”, The two of you are in her office, thankfully it's Minho's class so you can ask permission to talk to Eunbi and skip class. “Are you smoking again?” Yes, but don't tell her that, “No, I just want to hangout with them”, Eunbi walks around her table before sitting on your lap. “You can't just leave me, I want to have another session here, in my office”, Eunbi rubs her head on to your neck while her hands are hugging you tight. “I can't Eunbi, I want to go out for a little bit”, You caress her hair making her moan. It's been a while now, but Eunbi has develop this risky kink and has been begging you to fuck her again in her office. It's hot, but you find her begging and whining to be hotter so you just keep declining her.

“Then you can come back to me at night right?” Eunbi gives some soft kisses to your neck, “I think we're gonna be out for the night for some drinking”, The kiss turns into a bite. “You're not drinking any alcohol on school night”, Is this what you want? A caring and overbearing mother figure? “Alright fine, but I'm still going out and I'll sleep in my place today. After all I'm gonna be exhausted and there's no point in coming back to your place”, Eunbi flinches hearing you say that. She doesn't like that at all, she wants her house to be your safe haven, not just some brothel. “You can still come by. I'll cook you some dinner and provide you a place to sleep like usual”, This time you flinch hearing her words. 

“I don't mean to belittle you sweetie. I just feel a little scared of you okay? Your house isn't a good place to stay in and I just want to take care of you. That's the promise right? You help me with my sexual needs and I'll help you with your daily needs”, The whole arrangement you have with her is iffy at best, maybe it's time to put it on paper so you can work things out professionally. “That is not what I signed up for. You said you'll help me mentally, not provide my daily needs”, Eunbi is taken by surprise seeing your sudden aggressive tone.

Her mind quickly connects the dots and realises what she does wrong, “Sweetie it's just that I'm scared for you. You're still growing and you need a lot of stuff such as protein and vitamins to make sure your body growth doesn't get stunted. On top of that a good bed is a must if you don't want to ruin your spine. A healthy body can lead to a healthy mind”, Pity is something that you've always hated. Being pitied by someone is the worst feeling ever, and on top of that you're too stubborn to accept help that comes out of pity despite how much you need it. “I'm done here”, You try to push her away but she clings on to you, “No don't be like that. Come on let me explain myself”, Eunbi pleads, “No”, Holy shit, you're becoming a tsundere as well. “Don't be so hurried, I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I'm doing this because I care, not because I pity you”, Is there even a difference to it?

If I make her fall for me, then she'll do it out of love, not pity. Is that the key? Make her fall for me?

“I need to go to class, let's talk tomorrow”, Eunbi sighs seeing your determined look, “Okay, see you later. Don't do anything stupid okay?” She kisses your cheek before getting off your lap. As you're about to leave you see a gift box on her dress. “What's this?” You pick it up and read the note on it. “Oh it was nothing”, Eunbi tried to take it back from you but you managed to read the Jinyoung? The gym teacher tries to ask you out?” An amused grin grew on your face but the moment you saw her guilty expression you immediately hid your smile. “It really wasn't anything, I didn't plan to accept it at all”, Loyalty is a good trait for a slave.

Wait, this could be a good thing. If I break her down using her guilt then I can use her, especially her house. Yeah that could work, that way she's not doing it out of pity, but because she wants to make it up to me. Jesus I don't know why you're suddenly being nice but thanks Life, or the Universe, or God. Whatever.

“I heard a lot of the students have a crush on him. He's kinda handsome you know”, You smile making her heart freeze for a second. “I, don't care”, Watching her body language you can see how nervous she is, “Oh? You focus more on what's on the inside rather than the outside? Commendable principles I guess”, Eunbi took the box out of your hand and threw it to the trash bin. “It's not important, okay? It's just a one-sided crush from him”, Eunbi felt so angry, she can see how jealous you are (Are you jealous?) which means her plans of making you open up to her are in jeopardy. “I see how it is now. You want me to teach you all the good things about sex so you can please your future boyfriend, is that it?” You raise your voice just enough to show her a sliver of anger.

“No I'm not, I really don't feel that way towards him. He's just a nobody, come on don't be mad please master”, Eunbi jumps to hug you while giving you a pleading face. You open your mouth before closing it again, then you show her some confused and conflicted expression before your face turns cold and glares at her silently. “Don't be so angry, you know I didn't care about him”, Eunbi poked your chest playfully while giving you some cute face to calm you down.

You grab her and push her to the desk before your lips crash onto hers and make out with her in an aggressive manner. Eunbi felt surprised, but also, happy. She likes that you're getting jealous, it's a sign that you actually care about her and don't want her to leave you. On top of it, she is weak to your dominant side. She hopes that you're not angry but it would be lying if she says a part of her wasn't looking forward to the punishment you're gonna give her. Just the thought alone makes her body shiver, her arms and legs hugs you tight and pulls you closer. A gesture she hopes can reassure you that the gift was really nothing to her.

Your lips trail down into her cheek then to her neck before roughly biting onto it. “Ahhhhh, calm down sweetie”, She said but her hand held your head and pushed it deeper as if it's asking for more. For some reason, acting like this actually makes you feel excited as well. Marking her down with your bite mark and hickeys feels so, empowering. This girl, this stuck-up principal that's definitely has been the target of countless classmates’ wet dream is right now squirming in your embrace. She's yours, an obedient slave that you won't ever let go.

As you pull back you can clearly see the red mark you left on her neck and it puts a smile on your face. You quickly hide it before facing Eunbi, showing off your cold stare to her. “You're mine, slut”, Eunbi felt her breath hitch, “Yes master”, Her eyes were clouded with ecstasy and anticipation. Fuck was picking Yujin was the wrong move? “Do you understand? You're mine and mine alone slut”, Due to the heat of the moment you just spit on her face, like a barbarian. Yet instead of getting angry or taken off guard she just moans and closes her eyes. “I'm yours master”, This whole fiasco is so much easier than you expected, perhaps a little too easy? “Good, don't you ever forget that”, You use her intoxicated state to quietly slip away from her office.

Master~

“What the fuck are you wearing?” Goddamn she has such nice thighs. “Do you like it? I know you always wanted a good little girl”, Yujin raises both of her legs to the bed and shows off her thighs. Her pussy is blocked by her legs but you can tell she's not wearing anything underneath there. “Are you gonna call me daddy from now on?” You chuckled, “Is that what you want? Daddy?” Be careful now, you might just lose your Dom position in this relationship. “I fucking live for girls with daddy issues”, Only the hot one though, no offence.

“Do you want to see how wet I am daddy?” Yujin moves her leg side to side trying to tease you, “Ohhhh? Princess is already so desperate for me?” You walk closer before kneeling in front of her. Yujin immediately opens her legs showing her drenched pussy, “Yes daddy, I'm so fucking horny”, Yujin moans. “Is that so? Let me help you then princess”, You kiss her thighs making her quiver in excitement, “I need you daddy”, You kiss her other thighs, then you slowly trail up to her pussy with your kisses. 

You give her inner thigh one hard bite before you move to her pussy. Sucking in her clit gently is enough to make Yujin let out a moan, her hands desperately griping on to her bedsheets preparing for your attacks. Your mouth starts to get to work, licking and sucking her clit over and over again making Yujin let out a moan that keeps louder and louder each time. At a particular flick you managed to make her let out a muffled scream so you did the flick again, and again, and again, and again, refusing to let her have time to take a breather. In no time she let out a scream, her legs locked your head in with her voluptuous thighs pressing the side of your head. You can't complain though, it felt nice, especially with how soft it is. “I'm cumming daddy”, Yujin grabs your head with one hand and pulls you deeper into her pussy. 

As she reaches her climax she squirts her juice all over your face while involuntarily tries to crush your head with her thighs. Thankfully it passes soon enough and she drops her leg onto your shoulder and starts panting on the bed. “I'm not done yet princess”, You stand up and crawl on top of her, your hand moves to her pussy and your finger starts to rub her clit. “Ahhhh, daddy”, She moans but you silence her with a kiss. One of your fingers pushes into her, then two, and then three, then they start pumping in and out with vicious intent while you continue making out with her. Yujin's body is convulsing aggressively as you continue fingering her. “Daddy….. you're so….. mean”, She lets out some moans between the kisses. Of course she isn't complaining, after all her hand is tightly hugging on to your head while your hand got even more aggressive.

“Daddy I'm CUMMMMIIIINNGGGGGG”, She screams to your mouth as her second orgasm arrives. Her body lays down on the bed already exhausted, yet her eyes are locked onto yours with anticipation. “This will be a long night princess”

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“Baby why are you so tired? Don't tell me you're actually out for the whole night”, Eunbi says with a concerned look on her face. “It's, none of your business”, You sigh and close your eyes, enjoying the soft pillow known as Eunbi's thighs while her hand is gently caressing your hair. “Baby, you can't be that irresponsible. Minho said you got scolded for sleeping in class, twice. If you keep doing this then I won't let you go out at night”, Although she does feel worried about you, most of her anger stems from her frustration. You left her while she was heated yesterday after seeing your jealous side. Last night was so tormenting for her as she finds out that her toys are no longer pleasuring her like it used to. Now, once your ‘therapy session’ finally arrives you just lay down there fully exhausted while her body is screaming for some release.

“I'll make it up to you later okay? Just give me a second to rest”, Although you hate to admit it, Yujin actually managed to get on the upper hand yesterday. Who would've thought getting called ‘daddy’ would be your weak spot? “Fine, I'll let you rest for now. But after this we're going straight to my house and I won't let you leave again”, Ominous, is she foreshadowing something sinister? “You have very soft thighs, you know that?” Your hand gently gropes it making her squeal. “Babeeee, don't do that unless you want to fuck me”, Maybe you should introduce her to edging soon, her whines is always so cute and enjoyable to watch.

“Stop calling me babe”, It's not fun when your fish just jump on the boat, there's no thrill or glory for getting a fish that way. “I don't want to call you master all the time. I like it but it always makes me too horny”, Eunbi pout, “Fine whatever”, If she wants to get caught that much then why should you refuse a free meal. “Can you sleep in my bed tonight babe?” Eunbi moves from your hair into your cheek, “Hhhhmmmm”, You grunt with your eyes still closed. “Babe?” Eunbi refuses to let you rest, “Whatever”, You say before biting her thighs. “Ahhhh, baby please don't do that okay? I'm already dying from heat and you're just being extra mean by teasing me”, Eunbi pouts again.

“Lay down here with me Eunbi”, She looks at you for a second, some because she's excited, some because she's scared of what you will do. Reluctantly she let you off her lap before laying down next to you. The two of you lay there together, your limbs intertwined with each other while your torso is pressing against each other to accommodate for the small couch. You can feel her heartbeat as her chess is pressed against yours, you can feel her breath on your face, you can see every single pore of her flawless skin on her face. Gently you caress her cheek making her body shiver, “What exactly do you want Eunbi?” Looking at her ecstatic gaze you can tell she's way too drunk to think straight.

“I want you….. master”, Eunbi moans feeling your other hand caressing her thighs, “As your master?” Your hand slipped under her skirt and pulled it up, exposing her bare thighs. “Master”, Another moan escaped her lips as your hand started playing around with her ass. “What do you want, Eunbi? You know I'm not blind, and right now you're being overly suspicious with all your demands and behaviour”, Eunbi tried to focus but your hands are making it too hard for her. “I, love you master”, What the fuck? Love? Already? Even Yujin hasn't thought about that word yet. 

“You're lying”, Let's press her about this, it's kinda fun seeing so helpless in your arms. “No I'm not, I love you master”, To prove it she leaps in and presses her lips onto yours. The moment your lips touched you can feel her body shaking in a familiar manner. This slut just had an orgasm from a kiss. “Masterrrr…….”, She moans as her hands hug you, clutching onto your shirt desperately as you press your thighs into her pussy. This kiss, it's as arousing to you as it is to her. Your desperate need for control is your biggest weakness. After all, you'll always lose yourself the moment you find someone submitting to you. While her body is spasming out of control you decided to make her orgasm last forever.

One of your hands slips inside her panties and furiously rubs her clit while your other hand grabs her neck and gently chokes her out. “Ahhhhhh, master, more”, Eunbi breaks the kiss while her nails are scratching you through your uniform. “You're a slut aren't you? A slut so desperate for sex that you just fall in love with the first person who can satisfy your perverted side”, Your hand tightens its grip on her neck while your other hand starts fingering her. “Yes master”, She squeals, her hand stops hugging you and instead grabs onto the hands that's choking her. “Is that what you want? To be my slave? To be a cumdumpster that lives only for my pleasure?” Eunbi nods before coughing. 

These feelings, it's way too much for her. Her brain almost loses consciousness due to the lack of oxygen and the overload of dopamine. Thankfully you recognise this and relaxed your grip letting her take a breather. Eunbi presses her head onto your shoulder, coughing out loud as her orgasm passes. You take away your hand from her pussy and just hug her tight. “Is that all you want?” You whisper in her ears, “To be my toy?” You use a serious and demanding tone. Eunbi tries her hardest to hold her moan hearing how serious your tone is. “No baby, I want you. I love you, and I care for you. It breaks my heart everytime I remember about your home condition. I care for you so much that I can't help but to fall in love when I know you are PorkCrackling, my mysterious master. I love you more than anything and I don't want to let you go. I need you, my body needs you. I can't help it, okay? I just want you to help me with my pathetic sexual drive, and to ease my heart. I love you, master”

Eunbi hugs you tight, not daring to look you in the eyes in fear that her tears would just fall down. All emotions in her just suddenly burst open through her words of confessions. She didn't mean to say this so soon, she wants to take things slow. To make you feel comfortable around her and more accepting of her role in your life. It's just that, something snapped in her mind. She believes it comes yesterday when you turn all Yandere but she couldn't be further from the truth. Something in her mind snapped the moment you had sex with her in her office. Just like he said, the revelation that you're PorkCrackling actually awakened something inside her. Everytime she indulges her desires, things just get worse and worse. Day and nights she wouldn't be able to work properly without your touch. Today, after seeing that you actually have some form of feeling for her yesterday plus her frustration for not having sex for the last 5 days has made her desire boil. This confession, it terrifies her, she's scared that you would say no.

As the guilt and horror is overtaking her your hand starts to caress her hair. Immediately you feel her body relax, you can even feel her breath calm down a little. A smile crept up on your face, letting her hope rise for a moment before you let her down, “Eunbi, I'm in a relationship”, You can almost hear her heart break. “What?” Even her voice breaks, “I'm in a relationship already”, What's your intention with this move again? “But babe”, Eunbi clutches your body tightly, it's very subtle but you can feel her sudden rise of aggression. “It's complicated”, Oh my god, you're trying to make things harder for yourself just so you can savour the hunt. Very scummy of you.

“What do you mean it's complicated. Are you in a relationship or not”, Eunbi pulls away from the hug and both of her hands hold your face. “It's complicated, okay? I'm not sure what we are”, You look away avoiding her gaze. “Baby, just tell me, everything”, Yeah you're not gonna do that, “I need some time okay?” You pull away from her embrace. “No, stay here and tell me everything”, She grabs your hand refusing to let you slip away. “Eunbi, just give me a day, okay? I'll sort this out”, The way you say that makes it sound so ambiguous that she can't help but feel scared. “Where are you going”, Eunbi said as you stood up, “I need time”, You said facing away from her.

Seeing your back turn to her, Eunbi can hear a voice screaming for her to run for me. Begging her to not let me go, to just jump to me and hold me tight and never let go. Yet her body refuses to follow, she just sits there while you leave the room, almost bursting into tears. She's heartbroken, all this time you've been seeing someone else? No, even worse, she's the someone else. All this time, your heart was already in another place. The tears that's threatening to fall down hot stopped by a screaming voice in her mind. 

Stop crying you idiot. Follow him. He said it's complicated and he doesn't want to tell us, so we need to check for ourselves. Whoever he's fucking can't be better than you, wake up already. Get on your feets and start walking. We need to see who is this bitch that dares to take him away from us. Follow him, see if he returns to that whore's house.

The voice is right, well at least Eunbi thinks it's right. She packed up her things quickly before running off from her office. Her eyes scanned the school entrance and found you, she sneakily followed you, however much to her disappointment you just returned back to your home instead. 

Fuck, what now?

He always goes out at night with his friends. We need to wait until dark.

Where?

Just wait in that-

Her schizophrenic episode has to wait however as she hears a scuffle inside your house. “The fuck you mean you throw them away. You sell them in the pawnshop for money bitch?” Inside, you're fuming with anger and start screaming at your mom. “It’s my stuff since he bought it with my money. I can do whatever I want with it”, You can feel your face crumble further hearing her words. Your brother's stuff, all that shit he bought using HIS OWN money just got pawned off by your mom. 

“Where? Where did you sell them you fucking old cunt”, You scream again while she just spit on you. “Get the fuck out here you ungrateful bastard. You think you're hot shit because you found a new place to sleep? Fuck off and never come back”,  She yells at you and turn her back to you. “I said-”, You grab her hand to stop her but then she just swings the bottle of vodka she's drinking to your head. A sickening *thump* could be heard as the bottle connected with your temple. It doesn't break, but it might be better if it does. “Useless bastard”, You heard your mom scream while you're trying to orient yourself. Before you get to do that she takes another swing and yet again the bottle manages to not break, which means your skull just took the impact and caused your brain to be shaken inside it.

“Useless fucking pig”, She screams you fall down to the ground, it feels like you would just pass out any moment. Deciding to help you, she throws the bottle on your head, this time it breaks, causing glass shards to rain on your head and cut up your skin. “I should've fucking aborted you the moment I had you”, With a kick she completely knock you out unconscious, your body slumped down on the ground with bloods dripping down your face. Your mom doesn't stop though, she just continues kicking your body while screaming relentlessly. 

Thankfully for you, this is a good sign that makes Eunbi want to step in. “Excuse me? Is anyone there?” She knocked on your door, “Fuck off”, That's the answer she got, “Uhhhh, ma'am, is everything alright in there? I heard some screams”, Eunbi felt her body shaking. Some because she's concerned about you, some because the voice in her head is screaming out of anger, threatening to kill your mom if she touches you. “I said FUCK OFF”, What now? Just break in, save him. Obviously that cunt did something to him. “Ma'am I just need to talk to- '' Eunbi's words cut short as your mom opened the door, anger written all over her face.

“It's you again, what the fuck do you want?” Eunbi disregards the hostility and just scans the room inside. There's too much random stuff all over the face for her to properly find you. However her eyes immediately saw your leg, laying on the ground while your body is hidden behind a kitchen counter. “What did you do to him”, Eunbi's face crumble and glare back at your mom, “None of your fuc-”, Without waiting for her to finish her words, Eunbi forcefully push the door slamming it into your mom's face while she's at it. “Bitch”, Your mom screams, but out of pure anger Eunbi grabs the whore's head and slams it to the wall. Then she slammed it again, and again, and again until your mom's body slumped down on the ground, unconscious.

Seeing the threat is, neutralised, Eunbi runs to your body, and as soon as she sees your bleeding face she screams and runs to you. “Baby are you okay? Baby? Babe please wake up”, Eunbi pulls you into her embrace, but you're just out of it. She quickly calls the police, frantically screaming for an ambulance to come quickly. While she's waiting she just holds you close, trying desperately to talk to you and wake you up to make sure you're okay. Unfortunately, her effort resulted in nothing, fear starts to overtake her and tears start to fall down her face. Once the ambulance arrives she just jumps inside with you, hoping that you'll wake up.

That bitch, we should've fucking kill her right there and then.

NOT NOW!!!!! He's dying, fuck he's dying. What should we do?

You calm down first. They said he's fine then he's fine. His reading is stable so he's just passed out for now.

Fuck but what if-

Eunbi, calm down! 

I…… I need to calm down. 

Correct, we just need to stand by him until he's awake. Everything's gonna be fine, for him. For his whore of a mother, we need to deal with her later.

Ultimately her fear and worry didn't vanish, but it lowered tremendously. Eunbi stays by your side from the ambulance all the way to the hospital. Once you're there she just waits patiently in front of the emergency room as they check on your injuries. After what felt like hours of waiting a doctor finally came out and broke the news.

"Mrs. Mwon, thank you for waiting. The patient is stable and resting comfortably now. He experienced a mild concussion, which caused him to pass out briefly. The cut he gained from what appears to be glass isn't deep. Unfortunately some of them require stitches however all of the wounds are already closed. We've conducted initial assessments and scans, and there are no signs of more serious brain injury or bleeding. However, he will need to be monitored closely for the next few hours to ensure there are no further complications. He may experience headaches, dizziness, and fatigue as he recovers, but these are typical after a concussion. We'll keep you updated on his progress and provide further instructions for his care before he's discharged. Please feel free to ask any questions you may have, and know that we're here to support both you and….. your son?"

Eunbi shakes her head, “He's not my son. He's just one of my students that grows in a rough home. Her mom is the one who did this, what's her status?” Deep inside she's hoping that your mom would have a permanent brain injury and just die. “I see, she's also stable for now. However the excessive alcohol level in her bloodstream made us think there's more of her that we need to check on, more specifically, her liver. If this is a domestic violence case as you've said we will need to contact child protective services”, Eunbi nods, maybe she could convince them to let you stay under her protection. “Can I see him now?” The doctor nods and leads her to your room.

As soon as she saw you Eunbi bolted next to you, her hand couldn't stop shaking as she grabbed onto yours. “He will be out for a few hours. If he's still not waking up by today we will do further check, but for now we'll let him rest” Eunbi nods and just stares at you, disregarding the doctor and nurse around her. Hours flew by quickly, she didn't realise it was already night until someone knocked on the door. “Miss Kwon, this are the child protective services, they are here to ask you a few questions”

Calm down Eunbi, now is the time for you to show your composure.

Taking a deep breath, Eunbi calms herself down before nodding. Surprisingly she does a pretty good job at describing what happens earlier. The hostility and hatred she has for your mom was hidden masterfully showing off only her concern for you. She even lied at some part feeling that she followed you home because you left your jacket at the therapy session. Oh right she also brings up the therapy session, thankfully she still has some form of professionalism and hides the contents, simply telling them you have a rough home. However this composure doesn't last forever as suddenly Yujin shows up at your door. “Where is he?” Yujin asked the nurse that's leading her, “He's inside, he's still recovering”, Yujin walked past Eunbi and went to your room.

“That would be all for now ma'am, thank you for your cooperation. We will contact you again if we need further testimonies”, Hearing she's free to go Eunbi immediately says her farewell and joins you back in your room. The moment she walks in her blood immediately boils seeing Yujin is holding your hand. The concern on the little girl's face tells her everything she needs to know. This bitch, this little whore is the one who's been snatching your heart right under her nose. Eunbi put up her mask, trying to act calm before asking Yujin, “Yujin Ahn? What are you doing here?” However Yujin doesn't fucking care about Eunbi. “Who did this to him”, Yujin asked coldly, for a moment Eunbi found a glimmer of joy seeing someone can help her take revenge. However, her…. Other side immediately takes over her mind with possessiveness. “His mom, now what are you doing here?” Yujin glanced at Eunbi with annoyance.

“Why else? I'm his girlfriend, his emergency contact, I should've been here. The question is, why are you here, you old cow?” Patience is a virtue, something Eunbi is slowly losing for every second Yujin is holding your hand. “I found him like this at his house. I tried to return his jacket but I heard commotion and found him lying on the floor”, Eunbi walked closer to you and stood by the other side of your bed. “You idiot, I told you you should've stayed at my place”, Yujin whispered softly, but Eunbi could hear it and something inside her almost snapped. Thankfully someone interrupted them, “Miss, please don't run away like that again”, A man in a black suit suddenly walks in the room.

“I'm busy okay, just cancel the dinner”, Yujin grumbles as her hand starts to fix your hair a little bit. “Miss, I'm afraid I can't do that. Your father insists for you to come by”, Eunbi is trying to find words to kick Yujin. Something to encourage her to leave but she can't find ways to do it without openly showing hostility due to her anger. “Fine, this better end fast”, Yujin let go of you before turning to Eunbi, “Take care of him while I'm gone”, Oh eunbi will make sure you're taken care of, and she'll also make sure Yujin will be gone, permanently. “I'll take care of him, be sure of that”, Yujin nods before turning back to you one last time. “I'll be back baby”, Yujin kisses your forehead and leaves the room. 

Silence persists for a long while in the room, Eunbi stands there like a statue. However despite her quietness there's a storm raging inside her. The other is slowly overtaking her. The pure possessiveness is making her insane. Right now, right at this moment, her mind, body and soul are attuned to one purpose and one purpose only, you. The world is cruel and harsh, and she knows there's only one way to keep you safe from it. She needs to take you under her wings, coddle you in her arms and hide you away from the world. She will do whatever it takes to keep you safe, even if it means she has to…… break some rule, and bones.

But she can't do it so suddenly. You're still scared by your mother, but literally and figuratively. God knows what type of trust issues you'll develop after that fight earlier. So Eunbi will take this slow, making sure you're more open and comfortable to the idea of being graded by her. You said that it's complicated, and even though she doesn't know much about Yujin she heard enough gossip about that bitch being a slut. Right now, she needs to dig deeper into that relationship, find things that she could press to make you second guess your relationship. Perhaps she wouldn't need to resort to anything…… physical.

Of course, all that can wait, for now she just needs to focus on keeping you company. Slowly she crawls onto the bed and lays there with you. If you're awake you'll find her body, the body you've embraced time and time again felt foreign and alien. This Eunbi, it's no longer the kind-hearted and empathetic therapist who always wanted to do good to the world. Her hands gently caress your hair and chest, she presses her forehead against your temple gently, making sure she doesn't hurt you. She embraces you, much like a dragon holding onto its treasures.

“You said I was yours only right master?”

She whispered in your ears.

“Then that means, you're also mine, mine, mine, and only mine. Master~”

#kpop fanfic #kpop gg #kpop smut #izone eunbi #izone smut #kwon eunbi #eunbi smut #male reader

[cinnajun]

ᵕ̈ ೫˚∗: cuddling with zb1

a/n: anon this is such a good request thank you also it’s so hard to describe like how people work

notes: yujin is not included due to his age!

wc | 2.1k

jiwoong

big strong warm man

what i mean is jiwoong is the perfect surface to lay on

i think he’s the type of guy to enjoy cuddling but he also doesn’t like need to be cuddling you at all times during your downtime

like it’s not a need yk

and he won’t ask to cuddle (so if you want to and he’s not thinking about it you’re gonna have to ask)

but he’s the type of guy to like … yawn as an excuse to put his arm around you LOL

jiwoong’s ideal cuddling spot is on the couch while you watch tv/a movie

he appreciates it when you lay on him. you’re like his personal and unique weighted blanket

he’ll be sprawled out on the couch and you’ll be on top of him, head on his chest

he will put his arms around your waist and will intermittently poke your sides like he’s checking to make sure you’re real

if you lay there for too long he will kick you off when he feels his arms starting to go numb lol

at night, i don’t think he’s the guy to full on cuddle

i think maybe he’ll put an arm on your waist but that’s it

he doesn’t like your icicle hands jolting him awake at 3 am LOL

if he’s sick he will attach himself to you though … he will also apologize for making you sick afterwards

cuddle rating: 8/10, minus two points for always making you ask

zhang hao

hao is a princess and he likes to sit on your lap

i won’t let anybody tell me otherwise he will actively just sit on you

doesn’t matter what you’re doing or where you are he will just sit on you

it’s kinda like the opposite of jiwoong … hao loves to lay on you except he’s (most likely) taller than you so it’s awkward

sometimes you’ll be napping and he’ll scare you awake by literally collapsing on you

he likes cuddles a lot though so that’s not all he’s doing

i said this in another set of hcs i did but i think hao likes being the little spoon

again he’s a princess

but also i think he just likes the feeling? like he feels comforted in your embrace so he wants you to just hug him all the time

he also strikes me as the type of person who gets cold easily so it warms him up too

on rare occasions, he will be the big spoon but it’s usually when you’re feeling bad and it’s making him sad

hao’s ideal cuddling spot is anywhere but he does like the bed a bit more

cuddling with him is also very quiet and relaxing

there are a lot of kisses on the cheek, forehead, pretty much everywhere

overall very soft and fun time !! it’s very intimate and cute

cuddle rating: 9/10, minus 1 point for him telling you to suck it up when your legs go numb from him sitting on you for so long

hanbin

hanbin is sooo clingy

has to have a hand on you at all times so cuddling is regular

like hao, he will cuddle up to you anywhere at any time, it doesn’t matter if you’re alone or literally all of the boys are there

he’ll sit on your lap but also enjoys it when you sit on his

big spoon, little spoon, it doesn’t matter he is LOVING IT!!!

but i think hanbin prefers cuddling on the couch most

idk if anyone else thinks this but he’s so christmas-coded in my brain, so his ideal is sitting on the couch with the fireplace on and just enjoying each other’s company

he likes laying his head in your lap a lot, especially when you’re talking about your days together

because he can see every single move and every expression you make, so he can easily gauge whether you’re talking about something negative or positive

he will switch with you when you’re done talking, so your head will be on his lap as he tells you about everything you did that day

and he’ll play with your hair while he talks it’s very sweet

hanbin is also the type of guy to cuddle with you while you’re sleeping at night

he can’t sleep without you being there :( he’ll require a stuffed animal replacement when you’re gone

if i keep talking about this i’m going to collapse

cuddle rating: 13/10, plus 3 points for the way he nuzzles up to you at any moment he can

matthew

matthew falls asleep every time you cuddle

it’s so bad

you’ll literally just be leaning on him while you sit on the couch, you’ll look up at him, and he’ll be fast asleep

as a result cuddling with matthew can be very uncomfortable because he’s just like asleep on you

i think his favorite thing to do his like … how do i explain this … i couldn’t figure it out so here’s a link to renjun and chenle doing what i'm thinking of

it’s the easiest way for him to conk out and also not cause you to get the worst cramp of your life in your leg

in the rare moments you fall asleep on him it makes him giggle so much that he wakes you up

and then he falls asleep like 3 minutes later

thanks matthew

a lot of your matthew cuddling time comes from napping with him

i could talk about napping for hours but to keep it short it’s just very sweet

matthew is big and strong man and NOT!!! cute guy so he likes to be big spoon a lot

i mean a lot

more than being a strong man i just think matthew likes holding onto things idk

like he’d be content with a huge teddy bear but he prefers you instead … you know

cuddle rating: 8/10, minus 2 points for laughing at you when you fall asleep on him and minus 1 point for falling asleep on you right after, plus one point for being the absolute cutest

taerae

cuddling with taerae is so casual like that’s the only way i can put it

idk it’s like … you’ll be sitting on the couch holding hands

and then he’ll put an arm around you … and then you’ll put your head on his shoulder … and then his legs are on yours … and now you’re here idk

taerae also likes to sit on your lap

except it’s in the funny way where he’ll taerae sashay over and then kinda just perch himself there

arms around your neck and arms crossed

this is his excuse to be near you in front of other people … he makes it jokey so that he can then give you a kiss on the cheek and tell you how much he loves you

loser

i think when you cuddle with taerae seriously it’s mostly in bed

he takes big naps and drags you with him

you fall asleep and wake up in a human knot like 5 hours later

your leg is on top of his and he’s got an arm like laying over your face and you’ve got an arm over his waist

you feel kinda sweaty and gross too but taerae looks really cute so it’s okay

i also think taerae likes to cuddle when he’s not having the greatest day

he’ll just sit down with you and collapse on you, face in your neck and arms wrapped around your waist :(

i love taerae sooo much

cuddle rating: 8/10, minus 2 points for trapping you in a knot for an hour that one time because he wouldn’t wake up

ricky

don’t hate me but i don’t think ricky is a big cuddler

it’s not that he doesn’t like it it’s just not his favorite thing in the whole entire world

his idea of cuddling is like holding your hand LOL

if you’re big into cuddling or your love language is physical touch he’s going to suck up his opinions and cuddle you it’s just gonna be a bit awkward

like he will weirdly put an arm over your shoulder while you lay on him

it’s like being in middle school all over again

he will literally google “how to cuddle” and ask gyuvin for pointers

you’d think cuddling was an olympic sport like just hug ur s/o bro

so i don’t really have much to say on that but i have A LOT to say when it comes to skinship

ricky is a hand-on-your-waist enthusiast

idk it just fits there so perfectly … it’s like his arm was meant to be around your waist

no matter where u go that’s where it is

i also think ricky gives shockingly good hugs? idk they’re kinda hot LOL

he does the thing where he’ll greet you by hugging you with specifically one arm … can you guys envision this like i can

big back hug guy … and he will put his head on top of yours

god SWOON ricky is so UGHHGGHGH

cuddle rating: 5/10 stop asking gyuvin for pointers // hug rating: 10/10 how can u make a hug so attractive bro (i need to write ricky brother’s best friend)

gyuvin

HUMAN TEDDY BEAR!!!

lanky boys are meant to be cuddled i don’t make the rules

he’s just so easy to koala hug cause he’s so long

based on what we know about him i think gyuvin LOOVES to cuddle

specifically i think he likes to lay on your tummy

like you’ll be laying down normally and then he will come lay perpendicular to you so he can use ur tummy as a pillow

if you’re not lying down he will substitute for your chest, and he likes to convince himself he’s the reason your heart is beating that fast (it is beating at an absolutely average rate LMFAO)

his absolute favorite is when you put your head on his chest

it makes his heart flutter and gives him butterflies like he's a schoolgirl about to confess to her crush

you can literally hear his heart pounding when you do it

i think cuddle sessions between you and gyuvin are also gossip sessions

like he will unload every insane thing he’s heard recently onto you and expect you to do the same

when you’re gossiping he likes to lay face-to-face, and a lot of the time he will just put his hand on your face

or he will put his arm on your waist … or mess with your hair

you’ll be saying the most heinous shit about someone and he will be giggling bc he thinks you look pretty

and you do the same exact thing

when you sleep he encases you in an impossible-to-escape limb cage so good luck with that

cuddle rating: 10/10 get ready to hear exactly how that one guy in his math class cheated on his gf

gunwook

HUMAN TEDDY BEAR AGAIN!!!

i know this man is the cuddle CHAMPION like you take one look at him and you can tell he gives warm hugs

he’s also like a space heater so he’s automatically the number 1 person to be around

tbh it could be like 30°f and you wouldn’t need a blanket you’d just need to attach yourself to gunwook

he loooves cuddles soooo much this guy just thinks it’s so cute

he teehees like a teenage girl every time you do

gunwook’s ideal cuddle is you being fast asleep with your face in his chest and your arms around his waist

mostly because he can take these really cheesy selfies of you asleep on him like bro stand UP

but also because he can scroll on his phone and have something to do while he acts as your personal heater

also appreciates laying on top of you which is sometimes difficult because he’s generally larger than you

i also think he would enjoy it when you sit in between his legs and he can like … wrap his arm around you and put his head on your shoulder … does that make sense

when gunwook is sleeping he treats you like the pillow he talked abt in that one clip … so his leg is on you and his chin is on your head etc

it’s cute

sometimes you can’t breathe tho

cuddle rating: 10/10 equal to gyuvin but unique in his own ways. go to the store and get yourself a gunwook

thank you for reading !

tags: @happysmileybee @wtfhyuck

#cinna.zb1 #zb1 x reader #zerobaseone x reader #zb1 fluff #zb1 headcanons #zb1 scenarios #zb1 reactions #jiwoong x reader #zhang hao x reader #sung hanbin x reader #seok matthew x reader #taerae x reader #ricky x reader #gyuvin x reader #gunwook x reader #req

[fillinforlater]

You walking on them like this what would you do 😳😏

Always Caught

Male Reader x Ahn Yujin, Jang Wonyoung

Length: 1675 words

Tags: getting caught, voyeurism (Wony), threesome, cuckold (Yujin), best boyfriend (you), standing sex, rough sex, fondling, fingering

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"Sometimes, forbidden things are the most tempting, yeah."

"U-unnie!"

The dice have fallen, the trap is activated, Wonyoung can't move. There's a large smirk on your face, wicked, like Yujin's arms and legs that press Wonyoung to the wall she was just using to eavesdrop. Eavesdrop on who if not her roommate and her boyfriend making love, loudly, lusty, without a care for who might here.

"I knew what you are doing, always have," you get into the conversation and closer to the two entangled girls. It's somewhat cute, seeing Wonyoung fight back, freeing herself, just to surrender her hand back to the world for Yujin to breathe into her ear again. "Yujin was surprised why you didn't complain, but I knew that you had your ear right here.

"You even moved the closet a bit to the left so you can be closer to our bed. Do you like the sounds of it creaking that much?"

"Or is it the moans that get you all giddy?" Yujin huffs and grabs Wonyoung's hips like she's done it a thousand times before. The younger woman melts into the grip like her features melt in embarrassment. From ear to ear, even her cute little nose carrying her loser-glasses, is flushed red. 

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," Wonyoung rebuttals, pathetically weak, her arousal in the air like a stench confirming her bad thoughts and the sinful intentions she was ready to act upon. You know just the thing to break her. 

"Oh, then what is this?" Pull out the vibrator from the closet your girlfriend was just hiding in. A short, pink phallus, pointier than a cock and with a wide array of settings that you've used to make Yujin weak during some college reading. 

"Th-that's not mine. Yujin-unnie, tell your boyfriend that—"

"You're a voyeuristic slut who likes to listen to their friends fuck? He figured this out himself."

Wonyoung tries to bury her face behind her long fingers, but you reach for her hands and instead stare her down, the amused face of Yujin behind her spurring you on to finish off your crazy plan. You lean in close and mimic Wonyoung by laying your ear on the wall as well.

"Do you hear that? These sweet moans, the groans, how the bed shakes, how the wooden frame creaks, how skin slaps on skin? 

"It's a recording, Wonyoung. An audio, a video even, of us fucking each others brains out."

"Do you want to see it~?" Yujin teases Wonyoung and rubs her cheeks from behind while the younger can't help but stare into your horny eyes.

"We can give it to you if you want. An exclusive video, for free.

"Or you can get the full experience. Right. Fucking. Now."

Yujin’s and your hand meet at the spot where Wonyoung’s thong is starting to soak up wetness like a well-used sponge. The two of you agreed on the if and when you wanted to make your move on the young roommate, but not on the how. Yujin wanted to get rid of her skirt, you wanted to hike it up and have it rock back and forth when you rock your rock hard cock into her pussy eventually. Now you and your girlfriend fight for who gets to rub said pussy, the lips, the clit, the entrance—Wonyoung is totally oblivious to it. 

“Hng, f-fuck, you caught me,” she exclaims, butt pressed against Yujin’s crotch. Her knees are like butter, making her become smaller than both her friends who take their differences aside to focus on different parts of her holy place. You insert a finger, the long middle one, into Wonyoung’s pussy while Yujin gets to work at the hard nub above. She fiddles it side to side, the same way she does it to herself. 

“We always do,” Yujin whispers and initiates a french kiss with you that has the already mewling Wonyoung dazed, dazed at what was fantasy mere minutes before and is now reality: both her hot friends getting at it with her in between, no wall separating her. “Stick out your tongue if you want any of that.”

Wonyoung, the drop dead gorgeous super star in the Uni, who’d be the number one pick in a draft titled ‘Who I would like to fuck the most’ by seventy percent of attendees and profs, looks like a femcel loser with her tilted glasses and stretched out tongue, waiting for some of your and Yujin’s drool to hit it. She’s lucky when something falls, when you decide to integrate her into the kiss and simultaneously ‘integrate’ another finger in her cunt to stretch the rippling hole open.

You and Yujin toy with Wonyoung’s motionless tongue, she sucks it out and stretches it, you bully it back inside and watch it fall out again. Limp is the tongue, limp is her body, but before she falls over, Yujin stabilizes her roommate at the wall. No more stimulation, just two pairs of eyes staring her down. Wonyoung wants to hide the embarrassing arousal flushed all over her fuckable, thin body, but she is exposed to your mercy once more. 

“You want his cock?” Yujin asks nonchalantly, Wonyoung carefully nods, the fear of falling into another trap smaller than the pleasure she’s offered. “Why do you think I’d give him to you? He is my boyfriend, his cock is mine, you have no idea how snug I am around it. Why should I give it to you, slut?”

“P-please, Unnie.”

Yujin sighs the fakest sigh since the latest YouTuber apology-video. She fishes out your cock with a single hand and places a finger on Wonyoung’s luscious, drool-glazed lips. “Fine. Say ‘thank you, Unnie~’.”

“Thank you, Unnie.”

Your hands find Wonyoung’s smooth, spotless thighs and dig into them like they are sand concealing a treasure. Yujin joins said hunt for jewelry and helps you lift up the light Wonyoung to prepare your diamond-like cock, ready to drill deep. The way you spear Wonyoung’s labia open is a bit reckless, sure, but you have no other option. It radiates heat and need and Wonyoung is the one to vocalize it by lifting her skirt up for you to see.

“I-I want more,” she stammers when your tip has her innie spread already. “I can take it just as well as Yujin-unnie.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself,” Yujin warns her roommate, biting her lower lip nonetheless when you give Wonyoung all of your dick. There are no more spoken words, just moans and thrusts as your animalistic tendencies overhauls all previous reservations you had about this. Tonight, Wonyoung’s pussy has your focus, in fact, her entire lower body makes you want to take endless pictures of it. 

But no recording, not even a world class painting can depict the beauty of her small belly bulging with every deep invasion up to her cervix. No 2k, 4k, 8k video could ever show just how brilliantly her legs tremble in your hands, their entire length stiffening, then shuttering just because there’s a stiff appendage in her cunt. For whatever reason, you all but forget Yujin, who is literally behind the girl you are fucking, helping you carry her, watching closely—

“Yes, fuck that little bitch, that little slutty pussy!”

She announces herself. A well-placed pull on Wonyoung’s blouse and Yujin sends a button or two flying to reveal an exposed, heaving chest with sweat running in between the small, perky bumps. Yujin digs into them and into Wonyoung’s mouth; now you have to gather all your reserves to keep Wonyoung up on your own. Either way you’re good and continue to fuck into her addictive cunt.

“I wanted this for so long,” Yujin screams while Wonyoung screams while you’re about to scream, seeing your girlfriend finger both a stiff nipple and a gaping mouth. Wonyoung’s tongue must be a fun plaything. “I always wanted him to fuck you, fuck, I would have been okay with him cheating on me if only I got to hear him pound you.

“But now, I don’t want to let go of you. I understand why they all are mad about fucking you.”

Yujin’s feverish confession has your mouth dry. Time to stock up on saliva by going straight for her unsuspecting mouth. You relish in how she tries to fight back, it feels like validation, it was the right call to be honest and tell her about Wonyoung’s constant masturbation while listening to the two of you. Now you have the total upper hand and thus press your upper body against both of theirs.

“Rub her pussy,” you order Yujin. “I need her to cum.”

“Yes, fuck, make her cum! I want her to squirt and piss everywhere and become your stupid little fuck hole!”

To say it riles you up—you’ve never felt stronger, more empowered. You give full thrusts, hard, fast, Wonyoung’s glasses almost fall off of her face and you see her irises disappear in her head as a shrill scream as you flash banged. Wonyoung’s orgasm is earth shattering, her walls rapidly wrap around you to maximum tightness. You have to act quickly.

“Where should I—Yujin, where do you want me to cum?”

“Inside her. Inside her pussy!” Yujin grits her teeth. One of Wonyoung’s hands has found its way into her freshly cut hair and this look of determination, pain and unbridled lust has you certain that you’ll finish in a second. A second is three pumps but you fill Wonyoung with a lot more than that. Her pussy is a creamy mess and before you come back to your senses, Yujin is already eating your load out of Wonyoung.

“That poor girl is so overstimulated,” you tell your girlfriend, a weak smile on your face. 

“No, no!” Wonyoung complains, arms wrapped around your neck. “I-I, please, catch me again, I want this.”

It must have been at least a hundred times that Wony has masturbated to the thought of you. Time she repays it a hundred times as well. 

(A/N: a different take on this scene here)

#kpop smut #female idol smut #girl group smut #male reader insert #izone smut #male reader #male reader smut #ive smut #wonyoung smut #ahn yujin smut #yujin smut #ive yujin smut

[strawbsj]

G!p stepmom Yujin x fem!reader

Part one , part two

Request!

Warnings: cheating (ughhhh), slight baby trapping, wlw marriage, almost got caught, unprotected sex (don’t be silly wrap your Willy), age gap, backshots, rough penetration, not proofread, p in v, slight manipulation, basically porn with plot, make out session, nasty sex and just filthy smut!!😮‍💨

Word count: 1,4k

After the previous event that happened between you and Yujin, You both started fucking like rabbits. She taught you new things, how to suck her the way she likes it, doggy, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, cockwarming, basically a whole 101.

It was crazy how fast you learned how to please her and even crazier how your cunt was as tight as before at the way she fucked you, maybe even tighter.

There was few times where she used a condom, and there was also few times where she was raw hammering her tip against your cervix, but then she would deprive you from her creamy essence. Cumming on your back and chest. The only time she filled you up was on the first fuck-session with her, and you felt like on cloud 9.

You wished she would just toss away that rubber material, and just abuse your pussy with her big cock and fill you up. But she seemed so enthusiastic to use that useless roll up thing.

You knew that she is your stepmom and that she literally is married to your mother so she obviously just wants a fast fuck session till her wife comes back and then she would forget about you. What you didn’t know however was that she was as desperate as you, to throw that rubber material away.

She just thought that you are still young and that you probably don’t want to start overthinking about the risk of you getting pregnant with her child. So it was just something she had to accept, even tho feeling your spongy walls squeeze around her raw cock would drive her insane and make her cum three times faster, but she had to accept your wish that you didn’t even verbalize.

You had to take matters into your own hand, you went to her bedside table and opened the drawer. You took the two packs of condoms and went out to throw them in the street trash so she definitely won’t find them anywhere. You already stopped taking your birth control so that’s done and now you got rid of the condom packs so everything is under your control.

It wasn’t long till Yujin came back from work. She stepped inside the apartment and saw you on the couch laying comfortably. Your eyes traveled to her form, she looked breathtaking, a layer of sweat on her forehead, her other hand holding her black leather bag, the first two buttons unbuttoned while her was hanging loose.

You just wanted to suck the life out of her, take her balls into your mouth while the head of her cock was shoved down your throat, making her beg for more and gasp for air, but that was other days plan. Now you just wanted her buried deep inside you, spilling her cum inside your womb.

She walked towards the couch, sinking down on the space left, before searching for your face to pepper you with kisses. Her lips danced against yours, she pulled you onto her lap, you now straddling her. Your one hand was wrapped around her throat while the other cupping her face. Her hands were on the lower of your back. Massaging the area slowly.

It didn’t take long till the kiss got sloppy and messy, her saliva and your saliva drooling down your chin. To some people this was nasty and disgusting, but the both of you loved every second of it.

Yujin couldn’t say that she was dissatisfied with her bed life with your mother, but she definitely wasn’t satisfied either. Your mom hitting her way too often with ‘we are too old for this!’ And sticking with the boring same routine. She lost her mind over you, you were something so pure, ready to get ruined by her, all of your firsts with her,youthful, ready to experience new things, be freaky and wild. She hated the sentence we are too old, because she wasn’t old, and besides your mom was about 11 years older than her. She was about ten years older than you,not the craziest age gap but not the most common either.

Yujin wrapped her arms around your inner thighs before lifting you up and standing to walk towards the bedroom. She laid you down on the bed before opening the drawer, her expression turned from lust to annoyance pretty fast. She let out a loud growl, looking down at her hard on then back at you.

The condoms were not there so she had to go and buy them, and what shop is open at this time? Your eyes met hers, and you slid the already lose tie off her neck and started unbuttoning her blouse. She stopped your hands from continuing “We ran out of condoms and no shop is open now.” She felt bad for denying you but she wasn’t risking it. Her dick could wait till tomorrow.

“We don’t need one!” You smiled seductively before spitting out in a sultry tone. You yanked her hand away before continuing to unbutton her blouse. She looked back at you like you grew two heads.

“Are you sure? We can wait till tomorrow.” She reassured you, hoping that you are not feeling pressured to do anything. All of these thoughts were wiped once you lightly squeezed her hard on. A husky groan fell from her lips, her head thrown back. She tossed the last piece of clothing before ripping off the black silky night gown off you. The violated material now on the floor.

She took a grasp of your hips and flipped you over, face down ass up. Her bare cock having contact with your slick panties, she rubbed her angry red tip on the fabric, resulting more precum to spill out and more of your wetness to gush out.

With one motion your panties were next to the ripped night gown. She smeared her precum all over your slit, before pushing inside your velvety walls. A loud moan escaped your vocal cords. Your hands were gripping the sheets for dear life.

She started thrusting herself inside you roughly, hitting the sweet spongy spot inside you over and over. A ring of your wetness increasing with every thrust on her base.

She gripped your hip bone harshly, her nails piercing through your skin. While the bed rocked with every thrust of her hip.

Your ass jiggled with every movement, skin slapping sounds were echoing through the walls. While you fucked yourself back on her.

Your hips meeting each other and a loud stinging slap was landed on your ass cheek. You let out a whimper. Her hips actions were stopped at the ringing sound of her phone, and tears formed in your eyes while she let out another annoyed groan the same she let out earlier.

She picked her phone only to see that it was your mom, a rush of excitement flood through her before whispering next to your ear.

“It’s your mom, be quiet for me princess, yeah?”

You nodded hastily, putting a hand over your mouth to make sure you won’t let out a sound.

“Hi baby, everything good over there?” Yujin said in the most sickely sweet way ever, acting like she isn’t fucking her wifes daughter.

“Yeah, love. Just wanted to ask how you and y/n are doing, is everything ok?”

“Me and y/n are doing amazing, miss you so much!!” Yujin started rubbing her tip on your cervix. Why are you this quiet?? Isn’t she fucking you good enough?? She yanked your hair, a gasp came out from you. She wrapped a hand around your throat, forcing you to lay your head on her shoulder. Moans were threatening to come out from you at the way she was so soundlessly pounding your aching pussy. You weren’t paying attention to the conversation, the only thing on your mind was her hips thrusting in you.

She spit on your neck before licking a stripe up, you let out a whine. She bid her last goodbyes to your mother before hanging up. Her relentless pace was back on, her mouth was nibbling on the sensitive skin of your neck.

The pleasure was unbearable and overwhelming and with that your watery substance tried push her cock out. The clench of your pussy sent her over the edge and she spilled her seed deep inside your womb. A satisfied moan came out from your lips. Deep slumber took over the both of you.

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[coldfanbou]

Familial Connection

On day three, we return to incest with Gaeul, plus a cameo from Yujin and Rei.

Length 1.8K

Gaeul x Mreader

You hear the sounds of your door opening from the living room. The doorknob jiggles a few times before the door finally opens. “I’m home!” You stand up and run toward your older sister.

“I missed you, Gaeul!” You hug her, holding her tightly against your chest. 

“I missed you too!” Gaeul waits for your grip over her to loosen before tilting her head up and getting on her tippy toes. She cups your face and kisses you. Her soft lips pressed against yours. You reciprocate it, your tongue trying to slip into her mouth. Gaeul’s lips stretch from her smile before she opens her mouth and lets you explore. Her tongue does the same as your hand wanders down her body and to her thighs. You pat them, and Gauel raises one of her legs on instinct. You take hold of the soft flesh and raise her up. “You really can’t live without me, can you?”

“It was so hard not having anyone to release my tension with.” You complain. 

Gaeul grins, “I know. Don’t worry; your big sister will make sure you get to release all that tension.” She traces your chest with her pointer finger, moving from the outside toward the middle of your chest. In a low, seductive voice, Gaeul whispers into your ear, “I’ll make sure you release every last drop of your ‘tension’ into me. Now, let’s get to the bedroom.” You smile at Gaeul, and she smirks back, knowing she has you wrapped around her finger. You rush to the bedroom, nearly throwing Gaeul onto the bed. “Stand over there.” She commands, pointing across from her toward the end of the bed. You do as told. Gaeul presses her legs together and slowly raises her skirt, revealing her bright pink panties.  Laying the skirt's fabric across her stomach, she slowly spreads her legs apart. You feel yourself drooling at the sight. “Help me out of these panties?” 

“Of course!” As you begin to crawl onto the bed and to her side, Gaeul raises her foot and blocks you. 

“I’ve been holding on during my tour, too. Let’s release all our tension together. I want you to get my panties off with your mouth.” You get excited over the idea and nod your head in agreement. “Good,” Gaeul lowers her legs and lets you crawl to her. You reach her cunt; you’re tempted just to eat her out and ignore her orders but resist. Placing your hands on her soft thighs, you lean in and press your nose against her cunt. Gaeul lets out a soft moan; your cock is strained in your shorts. It’s beginning to hurt. You shake your head, trying to focus, when you hear her moan again. Every fiber of your being is saying to take her now, but you hold firm. You move toward her waistband, wrapping your lips around the fabric. Slowly but surely, you start moving back and watch as Gaeul’s panties begin to slip off her. Her small dark brown bush teases you in a way. You know just how close you are to finally getting to release all your sexual tension after months of not being able to. Gaeul raises her hips to make the process go by faster; the next thing you see is her pink lips glistening from her nectar, showing how badly she wants you to. Gaeul unzips her shirt, her small, perky breasts now free; she moves her right hand across her chest, pinching her small hardened nub. “Go ahead; I know you want a taste.” 

Immediately, you move in, pushing your tongue past her lips and lashing against her walls. Gaeul throws her head back. She grips the bedsheets, a clear moan escaping her lips as she smiles. “Ah, ah, ah. I missed your tongue.” Gaeul moans while rocking her hips back and forth. Your arms wrap around her thighs, holding them still while you eat her out. You taste her nectar as it slowly creeps out from her. Gaeul starts to moan your name; she pushes your head against her crotch. You know she’s close; the sounds of her calling your name flood your ears. You love hearing her scream your name. Initially, she had been hesitant when she found out you thought of her in that way, but after the first time, it became something that turned her on. The fact she was fucking her little brother added something she couldn’t describe, something she couldn’t replicate with other guys. Gaeul knew it was wrong, that if anyone found out, she would be ruined, but she could only get off if she was fucking you now.  You feel her legs tense up in your arms, her hips rise, and you’re forced to push her lower body down. Gaeul calls your name as she cums; you feel her nectar flow onto your tongue and down your throat as you drink it all. 

Gaeul places one hand on yours as her body rests; she looks down at you. With her other hand, she beckons you forward. You crawl up her body and kiss her, giving her a taste of herself. Gaeul moans into the kiss; your right-hand moves up to her chest, and you squeeze her breast. “I want you right now.” Gaeul moves her hand to your crotch, feeling your hard bulge. 

“I know, I know. I want you too.” Gauel rubs you through your shorts before sneaking her hand under them and grasping your cock. You moan at her touch. She strokes you slowly, drawing moans from you. She leans forward, getting by your ear, “Let’s take everything off before we start.” You both quickly throw off your clothes and get back in position. Gaeul has her legs spread for you, and you’re inches away from being inside her. You glance at Gaeul before looking at her cunt and back. She smiles at you, leaning up to wrap her hands around your neck; Gaeul pulls you in close and presses her lips against yours. “I want you to put it in,” she says softly. You align yourself with Gaeul.

You’re practically drooling now that you’re so close. “Go on, fuck your sister.” You push yourself in, feeling your cock push past her lips and be consumed by her cunt. Your moans combine while you're burying yourself inside her. You’re connected again with your sister, Gaeul. You start moving quickly, over-excited from being inside her again. Your cock slams into Gaeul’s womb. Her walls are tightly wrapped around your cock, squeezing your cock when you’re buried inside her. “Oh god! You’re so big. You’re so big!” Gaeul yells, a massive smile on her face. Your hands are on either side of her as you start thrusting. Her cunt holds you tightly, refusing to let you go. Her legs slowly wrap behind your back as you push further in. “Fuck, I missed your cock,” she moans in a low tone. You struggle to respond because of the immense pleasure coming your way. You continue to pound Gaeul’s cunt, feeling her tighten around you as your thrusts push deeper inside. 

“I love you.” You manage to get out before kissing her. At your words, Gaeul’s legs tighten around your waist. Feeling yourself getting close to your orgasm, you decide to warn Gaeul. “I’m going to cum.”

“Cum inside me.” She moans before stealing a kiss from you. Your thrusts speed up, and you place one of your hands on her breasts, squeezing it with all your strength as you ram your cock deep inside. Gaeul starts to whine as she nears her climax. She starts grinding her hips against you quickly. Intense pleasure shoots through her body. She pulls you in close as you bury yourself inside her and shoot your cum into her. Both your bodies stiffen as you reach the apex. Gaeul’s warm cunt milks your cock for as much cum as possible; you feel it tightly clamped down around your cock and moan. Your body relaxes, and you lay on top of her; Gaeul runs her hands through your hair. “Ah, ah, you were amazing, but you’re still such a naughty boy cumming inside your sister.” Gaeul pushes your head up and plants her soft lips on yours, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” You both rest, slowly recovering. Needing a shower, you slowly pull out of Gaeul, feeling her walls rub the sides of your cock. Cum flows from her cunt now that your cock is gone. Gaeul joins you in the shower, helping you wash your body using hers. 

“Hey, I was thinking, what if you lived at the dorms with me? I only live with Rei and Yujin, so there wouldn’t be many people.”

“But then we couldn’t do it.” You protest.

Gaeul cups your cheeks, “No, no, no. We can still have sex. They’re very understanding. Besides, I’m sure they’d like to join in.” The idea of having access to your sister’s members sounds intriguing to you. 

“You’re sure we can still do it?”

“Absolutely.” Gaeul reaches down, taking your cock in hand. “I would never let this guy go without me. Just make sure you always have some cum for me, okay?” You nod your head. “Great, I’m glad we can live together.” 

Life in the dorm was different than you initially thought. They were rather hungry for sex. While you ate with your sister, under the table was Yujin. It was challenging to keep a conversation going with Gaeul when you could feel Yujin’s tongue lapping at the underside of your cock. It was driving you wild; you could feel her bobbing her head, and you wanted to cum already, but Yujin would feel your cock twitch and stop. You know what Yujin wants; she was the type that wanted to be used. You couldn’t handle it anymore and gave her what she wanted. You pushed her head into your pelvis and forced your cock down her throat. Her tongue ran down your cock, and Yujin tried to move her tongue around your shaft. Rei walks in at that moment and walks up behind you, tilting your head back and planting her lips on yours. You return the kiss. Gaeul watches with a smile, putting her hand over yours. She happily watches her members share you, knowing well enough that the day would be filled with sex, considering it was their day off. 

Gaeul notices you buck your hips, “Is Yujin’s throat that good?” You can only nod your head as you shoot your cum down her throat. Yujin rubs her face into your crotch as she drinks as much as possible. When you’re finished, she pops up from under the desk and shares your cum with Rei. You get hard watching the members kiss and don’t notice when Gaeul moves closer and takes your cock in her hand. “Hey, I want some, too.” She says while stroking you. The others notice and complain about Gaeul’s special treatment. “Family first,” She replies. “Besides, you know there’ll still be enough for all of us.”

#kpop smut #male reader #m reader #ive smut #gaeul smut

[kittyl1z]

q: how big gp!ive are? (no leeseo!)

gaeul has the most cute member of all, average like 16/17cm. i feel like she has this type of vanilla vibes.. sorry but gaeul sunbae it's way too sweet. always asking for permission, asking you questions like "does it hurt? is it okay if i do it this way?" this baby just takes care of you! is worried about everything and you need to be constantly reassuring her that it's okay. she would get shocked if you're into rough stuff like degradation, spanks and other, would try her best to fulfill your wishes. it takes time to get her hard, she controls it very well and teases you about it, like when your trying to get her hard she would laugh and say "is that all you got?". i sense she is very possessive, for sure into hickies and marks because she just wants to let everyone know that you're hers and she's yours and that she is the only one who would ever have the privilege of doing all of that to you. takes pride in it. would let you touch her if you're bored and want to. she's not aware of how much you want her, you may be drooling to have her in your mouth and she would be like ??? just go for it ?? it's very shy about orals, she likes it too much but she doesn't know how to express it! she just hopes you would read her mind or something. she's doesn't know that she actually have words to use. her favorite thing is when you give her head and when you force her to talk and tell you what she wants she would get red and say "baby... please.. mouth" ksndjdn. gaeul is a sub but she likes to be on top, doesn't refuses to being bottom tho but she likes it better when your underneath her. yes, you tell her what to do but it drives her insane the fact that she is on top and she is making you a moaning mess. has the sweetest moans ever and likes to be marked as well! back scratches? her favorite. she has a good stamina but won't last any longer that 2-3 rounds. always wears condoms and has them around, she wants to be protected and wants to protect you, doesn't want you to be taking pills :(. and ! she has the best after care!! cleaning you up, taking showers together, bringing you food to bed, cuddling after and sleeping. truly a gentlewoman.

yujin is definitely big! and she knows it. talking about 20cm or so. shows off but she really is a loser. gets hard soooo easily, teasing her for it is a must! the type of always having a hand on it, while laying down in couch, sleeping, just sitting —and btw she manspread. you need to be constantly calling out her name so she takes her hand off bc she would do it unconsciously with people around and you don't like it. yujinnie is a switch, and takes it too serious whatever her role is at the moment, if she's dom, expect her to be the roughest she can, absolutely destroying you and fucking your senses out, very noisy, liking how her hips sound crashing down on you and hearing you practically crying. she loves making you cry! she can get so desperate that she would want to fuck without a condom so you try your best to remain sane and remind her to wear it. please mark her back! at the beginning of your relationship, sex was very sweet and vanilla but as time went by, you two explored and played, getting along. now yujinnie would even spit on you if you asked. if she's sub, expect to be the goodest puppy of all! so sensitive and well behaved, knowing to ask for permission whenever is to touch you or touch herself. she would love as well if you make her cry. most of the times she would be the one to initiate it by coming to your back, rubbing against your ass. secretly loves and prefers to be sub. like gaeul, she also gets very shy about orals bc she likes it too much! truly believes her dick belongs in your mouth, it makes her go dumb when your tongue play with it so good, would stuck her hands in your hair and push your head forward. her moans?? 11/10. also this baby loves to be in underwear around the house, knows too well how much you like her dick and she likes it, so why not? just know that in special occasions her boxers are black or white, if not like when she's at home, she has this boxers with cartoons or something. also likes how your hands fit with it, definitely would ask you to place your hand on top, without moving, only having your hand there. she says it gives her comfort? this mf doesn't get tired at all, would go nonstop, wanting a round 5 or something.

rei is slightly above average! around 17,5cm. she's actually so shy about having a dick, she believes it belongs to you more than it belong to her. a sub! squirms whenever you touch her :( only have a hand on her and she would start moaning, she's very noisy and whiny! poor baby can't take it very far, cums so fast but would hold on if you guide her, just call her a good girl and praise her for doing it right. praise kink for sure! omg. start to praise her for her good work and watch her getting close to cum. she likes to be a cute toy only you could play with, her favorite thing is when you jerk her off, having her in bed, back resting in the pillows, sitting with her legs open, your hand pumping up and down on her dick. please kiss her! loves kisses during it :((, also she says "i love you" every now and then. isn't she the cutest baby? you would absolutely have a corruption kink. and... mommy kink?? yes! as i was saying she loves when you masturbate her, and even tho it makes her shy, she knows to use her words! barely speaking, she would get teary eyes and babble "mommy... hand.." if you baby her way too much she would cry, she loves to feel you on completely control over her, admits that she's your own and she belongs to only you. would blush so hard if she gets a boner, would tap your clothes softly to let you know gosh i wanna take her so bad pls. if you go easy on her, she could take more than one round but if you don't, only one round is enough, which is more often. of course an angel like her would have her own little secrets, when i said she likes being your toy i truly meant it, rei would take whatever you want on her. edging, degradation, orgasm denial, overstimulation, everything. give her permission to fuck you and she would be the happiest baby in the world! literally makes her lose her mind when she watches her dick pump in and out of you, knowing that she is the one making her mommy moan like that, even asking you to cum inside you omgomgomg dear god how she loves to fill you up! and even more when she sees her liquids dripping off of your cunt. after she left you breathless she would go "hehe i did that" and would want to touch you with her own hands. rei loves to leave her cum on you, whether is inside you, on your hand, your tummy, your mouth, etc. 🥴

wonyoung is above average like rei, around 17-18cm, knowing that her pinkie is 4cm long pls she's cute. cutest dick ever! pink/red tip, she is literally precious. she knows the power she holds but is actually soft to you, wants to give you the most beautiful experience when it comes to intimate, she wouldn't be the type of rough sex or something like that unless you are, wonyoung is open to try everything if you want to! definitely a soft!dom, she surprised you by saying "hey baby... would you like to try toys..?" and omg! she is such a lovely yet hottest girlfriend ever. doesn't get hard as much as yujin would do but isn't shy about it, she's getting a boner? ok let's do it right now. would take you whenever, wherever. also kiss lover!! make sure to kiss her lips every second you get while your riding her, please and thank you. and also kiss her tip while giving her head, seriously she gets so turned on watching you sucking her dick, something about how your lips gets swollen and red by all the kissing and her liquids. she likes hickies and marks as well, she likes to admire them after, reminding her that she fucked you well. she asks you to touch her when she's too tired, she would literally fall sleep in your arms after and you would be like ??? because she left you all wet 😭. a baby, won't last longer than 1-2 rounds because she take a whole time for making it special like she doesn't know it already is because you're with her. like gaeul she would be the type of "would you like to try this? your ok with doing this? does it hurt? tell me how you like it." jsndjdn pls rail me. and for real she would have THE most expensive and perfect pics. saving them for you as a gift for you when you're far from each other. knows how much you like her dick so she wears nothing but underwear and big shirts around the house, doesn't mind if your hand just rest there. likes to be the big spoon so she can feel you right. wonyoung is very protective and takes such a good care of you, you taking pills or whatever it's a big no for her, she wants you to be healthy and wants you to love your body as much as she does.

liz is big... hear me out. 18-19cm. have you seen her body type? and baby doesn't get it! a sub for sure with a mommy kink. just think about sub liz who doesn't realize how big she is, crying as she hears her mommy moan when she'd getting inside, "m-mommy... d-does it-does it hurt... that much?" :( and you having to reassure her that it doesn't hurt and feels good. has a good strenght in her thrust, liz gives in easily and she reacts unconsciously, thrusting you hard and soon apologizing because mommy didn't say she could do it, yeah. this baby likes marks on her! but let's not forget that she is a scorpio 🥴, 90% of the times she's a cute sub who obeys and listens well to her mommy but the other 10%??? my lord- she would definitely be the type to get hard easily like yujin and you better pay attention to her, liz gets piss off when she's horny and you can't play with her, so if you can but you're just teasing her, expect her to say "stop playing around and just fuck me", she doesn't like to wait, like wonyoung she would take you whenever and wherever. she can last long, like 3-4 rounds. when she's a sub she gets very sensitive and very vulnerable, you have to be patient with your pretty angel and treat her well in order to hold it and not cum at the very slight touch, would cry so much while apologizing if she cums, scared to get punished or making you mad :(( she just can't control it! her mommy is the best at using her hands to touch her member, even more when she's using her mouth, she feels in heaven. blushes so hard if she catches you staring at it or touching her without warning, it makes her so nervous. she's not the type of touching herself, she prefers it when you're the one doing it for her. she likes to fuck your thighs when she can't fuck you. your thighs or your tits. when i said liz can get hard easily i really meant it, gosh yujin and jiwon are such a losers, both of them not even being able to hiding it. liz whines too much and covers it when her arms or hands, only to moan at the touch and making you notice. she can't describe how much she likes the feeling of you around her dick. she would have a breeding kink as well. pretty baby, she always ask if she can cum inside of you. :(

#ive smut #ive x fem!reader #ahn yujin x reader #ahn yujin smut #gaeul x reader #gaeul smut #rei x reader #rei smut #wonyoung x reader #wonyoung smut #liz x reader #liz smut #ive g!p

[tzuberry]

zerobaseone maknae line as tropes / cliches ૮ • ﻌ - ა

pairing shen quanrui (ricky), kim gyuvin, park gunwook, han yujin + gn reader⠀⠀⠀details fluff, slight angst in ricky’s and gunwook’s, bulletpoint and written

cw getting stood up, mention of lipstick use in ricky’s ⠀⠀⠀wc 738 696 604 802 respectively (2840 in total)⠀⠀⠀reading time 22 min

note title kinda misleading TBH... havent written on tumblr in a while, so this is a new account and my first post! im hoping this doesnt flop :( i loved writing this so much, so if it flops i might just repost it ... idk.. likes and reblogs are appreciated !!! (only if u want to ofc 🤞🏻)

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ricky 리키

blind date... but you got stood up, and ricky is your best friend

it’s not that you really wanted to go on a date, it’s that your friend assured you this was the perfect guy for you

and your friend swore, cross their heart, that you would not regret letting them set you up

but now you’re sitting at a table alone, with pitiful looks being thrown your way by the restaurant staff and the other groups of people around you and it’s clear to you; you do regret it, and this is the last time you’ll let anyone other than yourself handle your love life

after compulsorily buying a meal for yourself so as to not leave the place empty handed, you slowly chew on your food, wondering where it went wrong

did he see a picture of you and decided that was it? did he hear a story about you that was just unflattering? what was it about you that made them turn around and away from the restaurant—away from you?

in the midst of all this, your phone emits a ding! sound. you’re not doing anything important, so you see it fit to check the notification

ricky 😡🐱: how’s your date going?

terribly. but that’s a little embarrassing to admit, especially to ricky...

yn: good! i’ll text you later

you lay your phone down on the table and pick up your utensils once again to finish your meal, but a shadow casting over your plate interrupts you

“why are you alone, then?”

When you follow the voice (and the shadow), Ricky is standing next to your table, his phone in hand with the screen open on your text thread. He turns it off with a swift click of the power button, and he takes the space on the other side of the table where your date should have been.

You don’t know how to respond. You’re embarrassed; a second ago, you were alone at a restaurant filled with people, and now, your best friend has caught you lying to him about being at said restaurant alone.

“What happened?” Ricky asks as his arm makes its way across the table to your glass of water. He lifts it to his lips, taking a sip and placing it back down. He looks genuinely concerned, maybe even a little pissed, but all you can focus on is how your lipstick stain is on the rim of the cup, and how he drank from that same spot.

You shake your head. “I, um,” you pause, pursing your lips and trying to find a good enough (fake) reason. “Nothing. I didn’t like him, and he said he had other plans, so I just let him go.”

Ricky furrows his eyebrows at that. It’s a very visible sign of incredulity; he doesn’t believe your lie. Nevertheless, he simply shrugs it off. “He doesn’t know what he’s missing.”

“Thanks, I guess,” you reply, still dealing with the aftereffects of being stood up. You poke your fork at the food before you; a lost appetite and an expensive meal don’t mix well.

Ricky leans forward, letting his forearms rest on the surface of the table. He’s looking at you so seriously, analyzing your every move. “Why are you looking at me like that?” you ask, attempting to come off as teasing, but he only waves you off. “I just want to look at you.”

You feel yourself practically melt under his gaze, but you ignore it. This is Ricky, your best friend... nothing more. Right. This is Ricky—you should tell him the truth about why you’re alone.

“He didn’t come,” you admit. “I wasn’t super excited about this date, but I thought– I thought I would at least go on a date. This is... nothing. I was here by myself before you got here.”

There’s a pained glint in his eyes. Is he feeling sorry for you? Maybe you do deserve all the pity you’ve gotten today. He gulps, keeping eye contact with you while biting on a small portion of his bottom lip.

After a while, he sighs. “Come on.”

Ricky begins to stand up, stuffing his phone into his pocket before you hold him back by the wrist. “What?” you question.

“We’ll go do something else,” he says with a bob of his head. Your grasp on his wrist somehow turns into your hands being interlocked. “Let me take you on a date. I’ve always wanted to, and I promise I won’t screw it up.”

gyuvin 규빈

boy next door who you’ve always had feelings for, you just never thought of him liking you back

you’ve always liked kim gyuvin

from the moment his family moved in next to your house, with his bedroom parallel to yours

you could see everything through his window; who he was, what his hobbies were, what he admired, and how he acted with his friends

this all made him seem... unattainable. you felt like you were the audience for a show, and gyuvin was the actor

it didn’t help that you went to the same school, and to further that, he was immensely popular

it was obvious. how could you expect that someone like him wouldn’t be? he’s tall, cute, extroverted, funny and kind—the entire package, if you would say so yourself

you weren’t totally unpopular. you had your fair share of friends, a few social circles that you hung out with. but gyuvin seemed too out of reach for you, even if he was your neighbor

the singular interaction you’ve had was when he came over to ask for sugar. it went like this: “hi!” “hi?” “i was baking, and i kind of ran out of brown sugar. do you maybe... uh...” “oh, sugar? wait, i think i do, hold on.”

it was that awkward. so when your mother told you she became new friends with gyuvin’s mom and wanted to have dinner at their house as a family, you freaked

but it’s not like you can say no, so you found yourself at the kims’ door a few days later

“Hi! You must be [Name]. I’ve seen you around, and I’ve heard about you from Gyuvin, but you’re much prettier up close! I know who you get your looks from,” Mrs Kim says, winking at your mother.

“You’re too kind, your son is very polite, and...”

You tune their conversation out—did she say she’s heard about you from Gyuvin? Why would he be talking about you?

Your mom finishes it (whatever she was talking about) off with, “They’d be perfect together, don’t you think?” Mrs Kim nods vigorously, then pats you twice on the shoulder. “[Name], maybe you would want to go spend some time with Gyuvin first? I’m afraid dinner isn’t ready, there’s still a long way... I’ll call you both down when it is. He’s up in his room.”

You bow, excusing yourself and obligingly treading up the stairs. This is the second time you’re about to interact with him—you better not mess up.

On the final step of the staircase, you start to hear talking from one of the bedrooms. From where you stand, it’s not clear where its origin is, and so you try to listen for the voice. It leads you to a slightly open door, and holy shit—this is Gyuvin’s door.

“They’re coming over today, and, ugh, I don’t know,” he rants. Is that about you? It has to be. Who else is coming over? You move closer to the door frame, nearly peeking your head in. “I just– I don’t know how to talk to them! Last time, I went over to ask if they wanted to hang out and...” he trails off, the regret evident in his tone. “I asked for sugar. To bake.” Oh my god. This is about you.

You take another step, risking the possibility of the door creaking. “I don’t even bake! I came home with sugar and my mom asked why and I just said I found some on the street.” He sighs, exasperated. You inch even closer, toying with the chances of him catching you eavesdropping, when... creak. At the same time, Gyuvin’s rant is cut short. “Gunwook, you have to help me, I can’t be an idiot in front of them–”

His head snaps towards the door, where you are, standing and staring at him like a deer caught in headlights. He quickly hangs up, bidding Gunwook a hushed goodbye through the microphone. “How much of that did you hear?”

You swallow the lump in your throat, flattered and shy at the same time. “I think... all of it.”

Gyuvin’s hand raises to cup his nape, and he gives you the most endearing yet bashful smile. “Would you, maybe, um, wanna hang out sometime? With me, of course...”

gunwook 건욱

friends to lovers, and everyone is sure you both like each other but all you do is deny it

you know gunwook like the back of your hand

although you met a little over a year ago, he quickly became a constant in your life, especially because you saw him everyday at school

he would wait outside your class, eat lunch with you, walk you home (and sometimes to school in the mornings), help you with homework even though he’s always busy with all the extracurriculars he participates in, and additionally schedules weekly study sessions together

this led countless people to think you were dating, even though you’re really not

you deny it, making a gesture with your hands indicating the negative. “we’re just friends, he would never be my boyfriend,” you laugh it off. gunwook tenses up, and the corners of his lips suddenly become downturned. “yeah, we’re just friends...” he agrees, sounding somewhat unsure

that’s what happens every single time someone mistakes you for a couple. you’re the first to refuse that assumption, while gunwook just follows your lead

you thought, “hey, maybe he’s just shy around the topic of dating.” and so you don’t push it, or even ask about what he thinks of the rumors surrounding you two

at this week’s study session, which he scheduled at his house, he can’t focus

repeatedly tapping his pen and running his fingers through his hair—doing anything but his homework, really—he doesn’t even spare you a glance

and so you take the responsibility upon yourself to ask. “is something bothering you?”

Gunwook sighs, looking as if he’s internally debating the pros and cons of unloading his baggage onto you. His eyes dart around his room, from the door, to the desk, to the bed, and finally to you, before he swipes his tongue between his lips and lets out a breath. “Can I ask you something?”

You drop your pen. Why does he seem so conflicted?

Readjusting your position on the bed to face him, you lean closer to Gunwook as you shove your school books and other materials out of the way. ���You can ask me anything,” you say, determined to comfort your friend.

He visibly hesitates, biting his bottom lip. He’s still not looking at you, and not so much as a second is allotted for one glimpse. “Do you...” he pauses, trying to muster the courage. “Do you really think of me as just a friend?”

The question almost makes your jaw drop to the floor. What does he mean by that? Sure, you did have a short-lived crush on him when you first got acquainted, but it faded instantaneously. You didn’t know you could be anything more—you thought you had no chance with a guy like him, so your feelings were trivial to you.

Tilting your head, you reply, “I’m not sure what you mean.”

Gunwook shrugs, also following your actions and pushing all his textbooks away. “I guess– oh my god, this sounds stupid, but,” he groans, “I’ve liked you since last year, since before we even became friends. And whenever someone asks if I’m your boyfriend, you just– you immediately say no.”

He... likes you? You’re dumbfounded, eyes wide and mouth actually agape this time. You’re certain your cheeks are red, judging from the heat you feel rush up to your face.

At your silence, he continues. “I know it’s stupid. I didn’t just become friends with you because I like you, it’s more than that, but everytime you say I could never be your boyfriend or something like that, I hate it.

“I’ve liked you for so long, and please answer me,” he sounds breathless as he speaks, “Can I... can we be anything more?”

yujin 유진

first love / teenage crush

you didn’t know when you started liking yujin, you just did

maybe it was when you would watch him play soccer after school, with him alone on the field practicing and you doing your homework on the bleachers

or maybe it was when he bought you a drink that one time. you were thirsty after running to school because you were on the verge of getting an offense on your permanent record if you were late one more time

clicking a few buttons on the vending machine, the solace provided by strawberry milk was nearly yours—until you open your wallet to find that there’s only a thousand won inside

“maybe next time,” you think, “i don’t need to drink anything right now.”

but before you can leave, someone sneaks their two thousand into the slot for you, and the milk drops down into the small metal box below for you to claim

when you turn around, you’re met with yujin

and then a switch flipped. since then, you’ve noticed han yujin wherever you went

you stumbled onto the soccer field on a hot day when you were assigned cleaning duty, and you found that he was the only one there

deciding to repay the favor, after spectating him practicing for a while, you go to buy a drink for him too when you buy your own

you leave it next to his bag with a note, saying: “you’re really good! i bought this for you, make sure to get some rest ♡”

and so watching him practice while doing your homework became a regular occurrence for you, even if you weren’t 100% watching all the time. it was like background music, and your interest in him (caused by him buying you milk) became a full blown crush

Following the steps of your daily routine, you hurriedly arrange your books in your backpack, ready to go see Yujin—the best part of your day—when your teacher stops you at the door.

“[Name], I’d like to talk to you about tutoring someone,” she says, a soft smile plastered on her face as if she wasn’t actively ruining your day. “You’re one of my best students, and a classmate of yours really needs help.”

As hard as you tried to get away, you got stuck in the classroom for the rest of the afternoon, discussing possible tutoring times and the topic outlines where your “classmate” needed further explanation. Not only were you annoyed you missed some time to see Yujin, but when you got to the field, hoping he would still be practicing late into the night, he was gone.

Although you were displeased at the thought of having to tutor your male classmate every day of the school week, you had no choice. In addition, he was at least paying you, so it wasn’t like your hard work was for nothing—just that now, you would have to sacrifice your time with the boy you like.

You started to tutor him after school, and going to see Yujin became a rare possibility. Your tutoring was yielding good results, however, and your tutee received high marks on almost all tests after being taken under your wing.

He runs up to you, showing you his paper with a big red ninety-eight in the corner; he got an even higher grade than you did. “[Name]! Thank you, look at this! I’ve never gotten a grade this high!” You nod, but everything he’s saying is going in one ear and out the other. Since he technically doesn’t need your help anymore, maybe you could go watch Yujin today.

You cancel your session for the day, with permission from your advising teacher. After two and a half weeks, you’re finally back at the field—but this time, he’s the one who isn’t here. You let out a deep breath, deciding to power through and do your homework like normal.

You’re in the middle of trigonometry when a cool sensation is pressed up against your cheek, water beginning to drip down your skin. Flicking your head towards the perpetrator, you discover it to be Yujin holding a strawberry milk for you. He giggles, handing you the small box and sitting down beside you. “Here. I haven’t, um, seen you in a while. Why’s that?”

You take it from him, detaching the straw from the back of the box and poking it through the designated hole. “Yeah,” you say, sipping on the milk for a few seconds after. “I started to tutor Jiwon, so I couldn’t come the last few weeks.”

“Oh, you must be busy, then. Nevermind,” he mutters, shaking his head. “No, what is it? You can’t just say nevermind.” You scoff, a teasing grin making its way onto your face.

Yujin gulps. “Will you, uh... come to my game this weekend?”

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[Commissioned] Special Guest: M!Reader × Yujin × Youngeun (Kep1er)

A/N: Almost 8k words of pure repetitive smut. Sorry about that.

Tags: Nonconsensual, Dubious Consent, Threesome, Degradation, Fingering, Tied Up, Strap-on, Light BDSM(?), Spanking, Breath Play, Blindfolding, Forced Anal, Daddy Kink, Forced Pussy Eating, Double Penetration, Overstimulation, Cum swallowing, Squirting

Word Count: 7,980

You and your girlfriend, Yujin, had been hyped for weeks to whip up some fresh content for your joint OnlyFans page. After scoring some killer outfits and props at the mall, you hit up the local sex shop for some extra goodies.

As you cruise the aisles, brainstorming which items will spice up your videos, you're buzzing with excitement. Your OnlyFans crew has been growing, and you're pumped to give them something new to drool over.

With your haul in tow, you head back to Yujin's place for dinner, because she's itching to flex her cooking skills, and you're always down for her grub. But when you get to her building, the elevator's busted, so it's stair-climbing time.

Yujin takes on the heavy lifting, toting the bags of toys and gear, while you wrestle with the camera stuff. By the time you hit the apartment door, you're both sweaty and winded. Yujin digs for her keys in her bag.

Once you're inside the cool apartment and all the gear's dumped, you catch a faint voice from Yujin’s housemate, Youngeun’s room. Yujin's brow furrows as you both exchange a puzzled glance.

Quietly, you both creep towards Youngeun's slightly ajar door. Peering inside, you see Youngeun lying on her bed, totally nude. Her laptop is open in front of her, playing a homemade porn video of you and Yujin fucking hard and passionately. 

Youngeun's legs are spread wide, her pussy glistening with arousal as she furiously rubs her clit. "Mmm...oppa...fuck yes..." she moans loudly, her back arching. "You should be pounding my virgin pussy, not Yujin's..."

Her free hand gropes her perky tits roughly as she watches the video intently. You can see her pussy lips quivering and her hips bucking upwards, desperately craving penetration. The lewd sounds of her fingers sloshing in her soaked slit fill the room.

"Gonna cum to oppa's big cock stretching Yujin's slutty hole..." Youngeun cries out shamelessly. "Wish it was my dripping cunt instead..."

Yujin stifles a gasp beside you, clearly turned on by the erotic display. You feel your cock straining against your pants as you watch Youngeun pleasure herself so wantonly.

Yujin is clearly aroused watching her roommate Youngeun shamelessly masturbate to the video of you two fucking. Instead of being jealous, she slyly fishes your hard cock out of your pants and starts stroking it firmly. Her soft hand glides up and down your thick shaft as you both continue spying on the lewd display.

With her other hand, Yujin hikes up her dress and rubs her soaked panties, teasing her swollen clit. She bites her lip, trying to stifle her moans of pleasure as she gets off to Youngeun's desperate cries.

"Fuck yes...gonna cum to oppa's big dick..." Youngeun whimpers, her hips thrashing wildly now. Her fingers are a blur as she pounds her dripping pussy.

You can smell the thick, musky scent of her arousal even from the doorway. Yujin jerks you faster, running her thumb over your sensitive cockhead. Pearly beads of pre-cum dribble out, lubricating her strokes.

Youngeun throws her head back, her tits jiggling as she finally hits her orgasm. "Oppa! Yes… fuck me!” she screams, her whole body shaking. Her pussy squirts clear girl-cum across her thighs and sheets as she rides out her powerful climax.

Yujin whimpers softly beside you, her own orgasm crashing over her. Her cream soaks through her flimsy panties as she coats your shaft with her juices. The combined scents of two pussies fill the air.

Youngeun lays spent on her bed, her naked body glistening with sweat. She's still riding the aftershocks of her powerful orgasm, chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. She's completely unaware that you and Yujin have been watching her.

Seizing the opportunity, Yujin suddenly drops to her knees in front of you. Despite her cute, innocent looks, she has an insatiable sexual appetite. Without hesitation, she takes your thick, throbbing cock into her mouth, sucking greedily. 

Her soft lips stretch around your girthy shaft as she bobs her head back and forth. Yujin's cheeks hollow with each hungry slurp, her tongue swirling around its head. You groan low at the sensation of her warm, wet mouth engulfing you.

Yujin's big eyes look up at you lustfully as she sucks you off. One of her hands fondles your heavy balls while the other rubs her sopping pussy through her drenched panties. The squelching sounds mix with her sloppy sucking noises.

You can't resist tangling your fingers in her silky hair, guiding her head to take you deeper into her throat. Yujin obediently relaxes her jaw, letting you face-fuck her pretty mouth. Drool and pre-cum drip down her chin as you use her for your pleasure.

The sight of her sweet, innocent face getting absolutely defiled is almost too much. You feel your balls tightening, getting ready to flood Yujin's greedy mouth with your seed.

You suck in a groan as your orgasm hits, pumping thick ropes of hot cum straight down Yujin's throat. She gags slightly but keeps sucking, determined to swallow every drop of your salty seed.

When you're finally spent, Yujin pulls off with an audible pop, panting heavily. A trickle of your jizz leaks from the corner of her mouth as she licks her lips. Her face is absolutely lecherous and her hair mussed from her enthusiastic oral efforts.

Not wanting Youngeun to catch you both, you and Yujin quickly but quietly retreat from outside her bedroom door. Once safely in the living room, Yujin fixes you with a devilish look.

“Wow, I never knew that girl is such a desperate little whore." Yujin giggles, and is clearly riled up from the erotic display. "I want you to help me teach her a lesson, babe.”

You nod, grinning, already feeling your cock stiffening again at the thought. "Whatever you have in mind, baby.”

Yujin smirks, reaching down to grope your growing bulge. "Good. Because I have the perfect plan to make that slutty roommate of mine get what she desperately wants."

She leans in and whispers the deliciously depraved details in your ear. Your sadistic grin widens with each filthy word, already picturing Youngeun's terrified yet aroused expression as you both subject her to all manner of twisted depravities.

Over dinner, you and Yujin act completely normal around Youngeun, giving no hint that you caught her sensual display earlier. But Yujin can't resist messing with the younger girl a little before the real fun begins.

Every chance she gets, Yujin is all over you - feeding you bites of food, running her hands along your muscular thighs, even planting sloppy kisses on your neck and cheeks. She's marking her territory, letting Youngeun know you belong to her.

Youngeun tries to complain jokingly about you two being so lovey-dovey, but there's an undercurrent of irritation in her voice. "Get a room, you horny rabbits!" she huffs, rolling her eyes dramatically.

Little does Youngeun know, that's exactly what you and Yujin have planned for her. While she was busy fantasizing about your cock earlier, Yujin slipped a strong sedative into Youngeun's drink when she was preparing dinner.

You have to stifle a grin as Youngeun's movements gradually become more sluggish throughout the meal. Her eyelids start drooping and her speech slurs, clearly feeling the effects of the drugs.

"W-what… Sorry, I feel so sleepy… I will just…" she tries getting up hazily before her eyes roll back. Youngeun slumps forward, face-planting right beside her plate of half-eaten food.

You and Yujin share a chuckle as the girl is knocked completely unconscious. "Showtime," Yujin purrs while you grab Youngeun's limp body and haul her over your shoulder. "Let's take this poor girl to the bedroom and make her dreams come true.”

*SMACK!*

Youngeun jolts awake with a pained yelp as your palm connects harshly with her plump ass cheek. She's completely disoriented, realizing she's only clad in her skimpy bra and panties now. Goosebumps rise on her exposed skin from the cold air.

Before she can get her bearings, you've already secured the girl's wrists tightly behind her back with coarse ropes. Youngeun whimpers in confusion as Yujin blindfolds her, plunging her world into darkness.

You've positioned the bound girl on her knees with her upper body bent over the edge of the bed. Her tits are mashed against the mattress and her firm ass is lewdly presented in the air, pussy mere inches from your face.

Youngeun tries lifting her head, but Yujin immediately steps on it, grinding her cheek into the sheets. "Stay down like a good girl, Youngeun-ah," your sadistic girlfriend taunts. "Your beloved 'oppa' is busy recording that pussy of yours.”

"Y-Yujin unnie?" Youngeun stammers, voice thick with terror. "What's happening? Why am I tied up?!"

You answer her question by bringing your palm down on her exposed ass again with a harsh *SMACK!* The soft cheeks jiggle deliciously from the impact.

"No more questions," you say coldly. "Just stay still and present that slutty hole for the viewers’ pleasure.”

The camera is already rolling as Yujin begins her intro speech. "What's up guys, it's your favorite cam slut Yujin here with a very special guest for this week’s show."

She steps aside, making sure to get Youngeun's blindfolded, bound and kneeling form in the frame. The poor girl is trembling with fear and humiliation, realizing this twisted performance is being broadcast for strangers' entertainment.

"As you can see, we have my cute little roommate Youngeun all tied up and ready to be used," Yujin continues with a wicked grin. "This dumb bitch has been lusting after my daddy’s cock, so I thought I'd give her a taste."

Youngeun whimpers pathetically, shaking her head in denial. "N-No...please, I don't want this! Don't show me to people on the internet, unnie!"

But her muffled pleas fall on deaf ears. Yujin's demeanor instantly shifts as she grabs a fistful of Youngeun's hair, yanking her head back roughly.

"Shut the fuck up, you little slut," she snarls with venom. "We know you've been dying for daddy's big dick after watching our private videos. So be a good girl, put on a show for daddy and my viewers, and maybe you'll get that cock stuffed in your worthless holes.”

To emphasize her point, Yujin shoves the vibrating wand into your hands. You grin nodding as you bring the buzzing toy to Youngeun's covered pussy lips, teasing.

You hook your fingers into the waistband of Youngeun's skimpy panties and yank them down to her knees in one motion. The poor girl screams into the mattress, muffled by Yujin's foot grinding into her cheek.

Her cries rise to a shrieking pitch as you press the buzzing vibrator against her bare, puffy folds. Youngeun's back arches, her bound arms straining against the ropes as the intense vibrations assault her sensitive nether region.

"MMMMPPPHHH!!! NNNGGGHHH!!!" she sobs, drool pooling beneath her face as she writhes in overstimulated agony.

But you show no mercy, working the vibrating wand up and down her slit, avoiding her clit just enough to keep her on the torturous edge of orgasm. Youngeun's hips buck shamelessly, chasing that elusive release.

Yujin takes advantage of the thrashing girl's open mouth, grabbing a fat, purple dildo from the nightstand. With a giddy laugh, she grips Youngeun's hair, yanking her head up at a painful angle.

"Open wide for unnie's cock, you cock-craving whore!" Not waiting for a response before plunging the thick, veiny shaft past Youngeun's lips.

The bound girl gags and chokes as Yujin immediately starts throat-fucking her with the huge toy, using her spit as lubrication. Her cheeks suck in with each thrust, drool sputtering down her chin as the dildo batters her tonsils.

"Mmm, that's it slut, take unnie's big cock like the dirty depraved whore you are," Yujin coos in a sickly-sweet tone, even as she ruthlessly skull-fucks Youngeun with the massive dildo.

The poor girl's eyes are rolling back under the dark silk scarf around her head, tears and drool streaking her reddened cheeks as she gags and retches around the thick shaft plundering her mouth. Her body jerks with every harsh push, spit frothing at her lips.

Meanwhile, you keep Youngeun's legs spread wide, pinning one thigh down so she can't squeeze them shut. With your free hand, you continue tormenting her pussy with the vibrating wand.

"Such a messy little cunt, getting so wet for daddy’s toy," you taunt, dragging the buzzing head up and down her entrance.

Youngeun's hips worm around, grinding against the vibrator as her arousal builds. Thick cream coats her folds and inner thighs, her body betraying how much she craves this depraved abuse despite her muffled protests.

"Does this closeted slut want to cum?" you ask with a cruel smirk, pressing the vibrating tip against her swollen clit. Youngeun's whole body tenses, a guttural moan escaping around Yujin's throat-stuffing dildo.

"Too bad,” immediately pulling the vibrator away and delivering a harsh slap to her wet pussy. "Stupid whores like you don't get to cum until you've earned it."

Youngeun sobs brokenly as her denied orgasm crashes over her in searing waves of torment. Youngeun gasps desperately for air as Yujin finally relents, pulling the spit-soaked dildo from the girl's throat. 

She coughs and wheezes, drool dribbling down her chin. "Please...huu...I can't breathe..." she rasps between ragged inhales. "Oppa, please...I'm sorry if I–"

But Yujin cuts her apology short by immediately shoving the thick cock-toy back into Youngeun's mouth, muffling her words into garbled choking sounds.

"Listen here, you dumb cunt," Yujin snarls, gripping Youngeun's hair tightly. "Don't you ever disrespect Daddy like that again. You address him properly, understand?" To emphasize her point, she fucks the dildo in and out of Youngeun's stuffed mouth a few times before pulling it out again.

As punishment for her insolence, you bring the vibrating wand back to her throbbing pussy. But instead of the mind-numbing stimulation she craves, you simply tap the buzzing head against her sensitive folds once, then pull it away.

Youngeun's back arches with a pitiful whine, her hips chasing the denied pleasure. You repeat the teasing process, lightly dragging the vibrator over her puffy lips and engorged clit only to yank it away before she can get any relief.

Over and over you torment the poor girl, bringing her to the edge of sweet release with each light touch, only to cruelly rip it away. Youngeun's thighs quiver and her stomach muscles clench as her orgasm builds but you refuse to give her that satisfaction.

"P-Please, oppa– daddy! Ahh~ l will be good, hng!" she finally sobs, legs shaking. "I'll call you whatever you want! Just please stop! No! No! Let me cum!"

Yujin pushes the dildo into Youngeun's mouth one last time before pulling it out with a pop, leaving the poor girl gasping. "I want to hear you scream for Daddy," she demands, giving Youngeun's hair a yank. “Well, go on. Scream Daddy's name at the top of your lungs so he knows just how badly you need his cock!"

Youngeun hesitates for just a moment before the denial becomes too much. "D-DADDYYYY!!" she wails loudly, voice cracking with desperation. "PLEASE DADDY, I NEED YOU!!"

"Louder, you worthless cunt!" Yujin demands, slapping Youngeun's reddened cheek. "Let the whole neighborhood know what a cock-starved whore you are!"

"DADDYYYYYY!!!" Youngeun shrieks, putting every ounce of her being into that guttural scream. "PLEASE FUCK YOUR LITTLE SLUT!!! I'LL DO ANYTHING FOR YOUR COCK, DADDYYYY!!!"

You chuckle amused at her pathetic display, dropping the vibrator to the floor. "Such a needy little girl, begging for Daddy's dick like a bitch in heat.”

Gripping her thighs tightly, you spread Youngeun's legs wider, exposing her pretty pink pussy to your hungry gaze. Her bare, puffy lips are swollen and glistening, coated in her arousal.

"This sad little hole is all you've had to play with, huh baby girl?" you taunt, dragging a finger through her slick folds. "Just your own tiny fingers stuffed in this tight cunt, no wonder you're so fucking desperate for a real cock!"

Youngeun moans loudly as you sink two digits knuckle-deep into her sopping channel, her velvet walls fluttering around the intrusion, immediately set a punishing pace, finger-fucking her dripping slit as she writhes and mewls.

"You want Daddy's big dick stuffing you full of cum? Stretching this sad, undersized pussy around until you're screaming for mercy?"

"YES DADDY!!" she screams without hesitation, her shame abandoned in the pursuit of pleasure. "FILL ME UP WITH YOUR COCK!! PLEASE RUIN MY WORTHLESS VIRGIN CUNT!!"

With you vigorously finger-fucking Youngeun's sopping cunt, Yujin decides she needs some attention too. The sadistic woman strips off her lacy bra and panties, tossing them aside carelessly before dropping her naked ass right in front of Youngeun's face.

"Alright, honey,” Yujin says, grabbing a fistful of Youngeun's hair and yanking her head up roughly. "If you want Daddy to let you cum, you need to make me cum first with that tongue of yours.”

Youngeun's eyes go wide as she senses Yujin spreads her legs, exposing her, pinkish  pussy mere inches from the blindfolded girl's face. She tries to protest, but all that escapes her lips is a garbled moan of pleasure as your fingers sliding in and out of her clenching hole.

"Uh uh, no excuses, bitch,” Yujin’s tone changes again, grinding her dripping crotch against Youngeun's cheek and smearing her horny juice across the younger girl's face. "I don't give a fuck if you've never eaten pussy before. You're gonna lap up every drop of my cum like a dehydrated whore in the desert."

Poor Youngeun is overwhelmed by the relentless stimulation, your thick scratching digits stretching and filling her throbbing cunt. Her hips moves out of control, fucking herself on your hand as she chases that maddening release.

But no matter how delirious with pleasure she becomes, Yujin refuses to let up. She smothers Youngeun's face in her musky folds, grinding her soaked pussy against the girl's gasping mouth.

"Lick it, slut! Fucking lick unnie's pussy and make me cum all over your slutty pretty face!" she demands, fisting Youngeun's hair tightly. "Don't you dare stop until I'm screaming and gushing all over you!"

With no other choice, Youngeun finally extends her trembling tongue.

The second Youngeun's hesitant tongue makes contact with Yujin's slick folds, the cruel woman clamps her thighs around the girl's head in a vice-like grip. Youngeun's muffled cries are abruptly silenced as her face is smothered between Yujin's milky thighs, nose buried in her musky pussy.

"That's it, breathe deep!" Yujin moans, grinding her drenched entrance against Youngeun's gasping mouth. "Get a good taste of unnie's sweet cream before you start lapping it up.”

Youngeun's eyes roll back as she desperately inhales, Yujin's tangy arousal invading her senses. Instead of air, she's forced to snort the older woman's sticky precum with each frantic breath through her nose. 

Meanwhile, your fingers continue their in and out motion on Youngeun's leaking cunt. Her lower body grows taut as a bowstring, thighs shaking and toes curling as you ruthlessly edge her towards a shattering climax she's denied over and over.

Yujin bucks her hips, rubbing her folds across Youngeun's face as she fucks the girl's mouth and nose with needs. "That's right slut, get your tongue nice and deep in there!" she growls. "I'm not letting you up for air until you make me fucking cum!"

Choking and gagging, Youngeun’s tongue brushes clumsily at Yujin's swollen pussy, licking and slurping up her tangy juices as best she can. The poor girl is delirious, overwhelmed by the taste and scent of Yujin's sex as she struggles to breathe.

All the while, her own stimulated cunt clenches greedily around your pistoning fingers. Youngeun's thighs shake with the strain of her denied orgasm, a pitiful whine escaping around Yujin's smothering thighs as her climax builds and builds and builds.

You can sense Yujin's impending orgasm from the way her thighs start trembling and her hips grind more aimlessly against Youngeun's mouth. With a smile, you match the frantic pace of your fingers pistoning in and out of the bound girl's pussy.

Youngeun is a drooling, whimpering mess between Yujin's smothering thighs. Her tongue works frantically over the older woman's swollen clit as she tries to suck in air through her clogged nostrils. All the while, her own slit is speared and stretched around your digits.

You time the stimulation perfectly, edging Youngeun closer and closer to that shattering peak of your woman’s ecstasy. Yujin's back arches, her nails digging into Youngeun's scalp as she grinds harder against the breathless girl’s face.

"F-Fuck...gonna fucking cum...!" she moans drunkenly. "Get ready for unnie's fucking cream you virgin slut!"

The words have barely left her lips when Yujin throws her head back with a shrill scream of delight. Her thighs clamp down tight around Youngeun's skull as she squirts thick ropes of girl-cum directly into the poor girl's mouth and nose.

At the exact same moment, you curl your fingers firmly against Youngeun's spongy g-spot, finally allowing her that elusive orgasm to crash over her. The bound girl convulses, her whole body going stiff as she unleashes a high-pitched muffled wail of pure ecstasy.

Her walls wring around your pumping fingers, drenching your hand with her gushing discharge. Youngeun's pupils disappear, drool and Yujin's tangy juices sputter from her overstuffed mouth as she squirts and squirts and squirts.

Even your throbbing cock twitches painfully in your boxers at the erotic exhibit. But you let the two women have their fun first, continuing to stroke Youngeun’s writhing body through the waves of her climaxes.

Youngeun lies in a twitching, panting heap between Yujin's thighs, her face and hair drenched in the older woman's fluid. She's still riding the aftershocks when Yujin's palm connects with her cheek.

*SMACK!*

"Say thank you to Daddy for letting you cum like the pathetic little slut you are." Yujin orders, giving Youngeun's hair a harsh yank.

The bound girl flinches, her mind slowly clearing from the haze of pleasure. For a brief moment, a flicker of defiance and shame flashes across her features. But Yujin's free hand cracks across her other cheek before she can protest.

*SMACK!*

"I said thank him, bitch!" she barks, grinding her spent pussy against Youngeun's face. "You're blindfolded and tied up, you really think you have a choice here?"

Youngeun whimpers softly, realizing the truth of Yujin's words. With her senses deprived and limbs restrained, she's utterly at your mercy. A shudder rolls through her body as you grope and massage her plump ass cheeks, kneading the soft flesh.

Despite her humiliation, Youngeun can't deny how her body craves this depraved attention and abuse. Her throbbing cunt aches needily as you spread her cheeks, exposing her tight rear entrance to the cool air.

"Th...thank you...D-Daddy..." she finally stammers, defeat and arousal warring in her trembling voice. "Thank you for letting your...your slutty little girl c-cum..."

Yujin laughs cruelly at the broken whimper in Youngeun's words, rewarding her obedience by smearing her musky juices across the girl's face once more.

"That's a good girl," she coos mockingly. "Such a well-trained little cock-sleeve for Daddy to use.”

Youngeun flinches as Yujin abruptly rises from the bed, her weight shifting off the mattress. The bound girl is left trembling and disoriented, Yujin's essence still coating her face and dripping from her hair.

"W-Wait...unnie? Where are you going?" she calls out meekly, panic creeping into her voice as footsteps retreat across the room. "What are you going to do to me?"

Yujin's mocking laughter fills the air as she moves out of sight. "Don't you worry, baby girl. Daddy's going to take good care of you while I get things ready for our next… session.” 

With those ominous words, you take the opportunity to finally shed your boxers, your thick, aching cock springing free. You give it a few firm strokes, groaning at the delicious friction against your wet palm.

"You hear that, princess?" Your voice is thick with lust as you crawl over Youngeun's trembling form. "Daddy's going to take such good care of you and your tight holes."

Youngeun whimpers softly as you settle between her splayed thighs, your engorged cockhead nudging insistently against her puffy, cream-soaked folds. 

"P-Please...no more..." she stammers weakly, even as her hips give an involuntary buck towards your leaking tip. "I...I can't..."

"Shhh, just relax for Daddy," you coo, trailing rough kisses along the slender pit of her spines. "This sweet, virgin pussy is going to take Daddy's big cock so fucking well."

You punctuate the words by grinding the broad head of your dick through Youngeun's slick lips, letting her feel the blunt pressure against her tender opening. The poor girl's breath hitches, her bound arms straining against the ropes.

"Th-That thing won't fit..." she gasps, even as her thighs instinctively part wider. "It's too big, D-Daddy...you'll ruin me!"

"That's the idea, baby girl," you rasp, your hips already beginning to rock in a slow, teasing grind. "Daddy's going to absolutely destroy this pathetic cunt with his cock.���

You waste no more time with teasing or foreplay, yanking her hips back until her plump ass is raised high in the air, presenting her dripping cunt and puckered rear entrance to your hungry gaze.

"That's a good girl," you say approvingly, giving her jiggling cheeks a harsh slap that leaves a bright red handprint. "Get that slutty pussy nice and high for this cock.”

Youngeun groans and squirms, but obediently arches her back further. She cries out sharply as you immediately guide your thick cockhead to her tight, virgin entrance and drive your hips forward in one motion.

"AAAAAAHHHHH!!! DADDYYYYY!!!" she shrieks, tears instantly springing to her eyes as her sensitive walls are brutally stretched and impaled on your invading length.

You groan at the exquisite tightness gripping your shaft, not giving Youngeun a moment to adjust before setting a fast momentum. Your hips pistoning back and forth, savagely spearing her pussy with your thick meat.

"Fuck yeah, take it deep, slut!" One hand fisting in Youngeun's hair while the other rains stinging slaps across her wobbling ass cheeks.

Youngeun is sobbing openly now, her whole body jolting with the force of your rough pounding. But her cries are a chaotic blend of pain and pleasure, back arched wantonly as she meets your thrusts with shameless enthusiasm.

"YES DADDY!!! OH GOD, YES!!!" she screams hazily, drool flying from her lips as you ravage her convulsing cunt. "FUCK YOUR LITTLE SLUT!!! RUIN ME WITH YOUR COCK, DADDYYYY!!!"

Deep down, Youngeun's twisted desires are finally being fulfilled as you claim her virginity in the most depraved, degrading way imaginable. The brutal stretch of your cock splitting her open, the harsh slaps reddening her tender flesh.

It's everything she's dreamed of and more. Youngeun is hysterical with pleasure, reduced to a drooling, cock-crazed wreck as you ruthlessly rail her towards another shattering climax.

You grip Youngeun's shoulders, using them as leverage to really drive your cock deeper into her plowed canal. The poor girl's back bends almost impossibly, her petite frame bent nearly in half as you impale her worming insides.

Youngeun can only respond with a garbled, drooling wail of ecstasy as you bottom out inside her, your thick cock stretching her velvet walls wide around the length. Her whole body jolts with the force of your pounding, her tits scraping against the mattress.

"AAAAAAHHHH!!! DADDY DADDY DADDY!!!" she screams, pussy squeezing and gushing cream around your pistoning cock. 

The lewd sounds of her sloppy, squelching inner walls fill the air, mixed with the harsh smacks of flesh-on-flesh and Youngeun's restless moans. You release one shoulder to tangle your fingers in her disheveled hair, using the new grip to yank her head back.

"Tell me how much you fucking love this slutty little cunt getting wrecked!" you twist, giving her hair another brutal tug. "Beg for Daddy's cum, you cock-whore!"

"I LOVE IT DADDY!! I LOVE YOUR COCK RUINING MY PUSSY!!!" Youngeun shrieks without hesitation, her shame completely abandoned in her euphoric lust.

Her whole body is trembling violently now, thighs quaking and stomach clenched as her orgasm rapidly builds. Drool and tears stream down her contorted features, but her eyes are rolled back in an expression of pure, rapturous bliss.

"PLEASE DADDY, PLEEEEASE!!!" she sobs, grinding her hips back to meet your all out thrusts. "PUMP THIS SLUTTY PUSSY FULL OF YOUR SEED!!! MAKE ME YOUR CUMDUMP, DADDYYYY!!!"

With a low growl, you let go of her hair and double your pace. Youngeun's entire body goes hard as her orgasm finally crests in. She throws her head back with a guttural, animalistic scream, her walls spasming and around your impaling cock.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!! BREED ME DADDY!!! PUMP YOUR SEED DEEP IN MY WOMB!!!"

But her hole is so indecently stretched and overstimulated that the sheer force of her squirting actually forces your cock out of her it with a lewd 'pop'. Youngeun's cream gushes forth in a torrent, drenching your crotch and thighs as she wails through her explosive climax.

You click your tongue in frustration at being denied your own euphoria, giving her jiggling ass a series of harsh, stinging slaps that leave bright red handprints crisscrossing her butt cheeks.

"You greedy cunt!" fisting in her disheveled hair to yank her face up. "You really think I'd breed this whore-pussy without Yujin's permission?"

Youngeun moans pitifully, her whole body still twitching and shuddering through the aftershocks. You're just about to drag her down the bed and shove your aching cock into her gasping mouth when Yujin suddenly reappears from the bathroom.

"Well well, looks like our slut made quite a mess..." she snickers, eyeing the puddle of Youngeun's cum with disdain.

But your eyes are immediately drawn to the thick, girthy strap-on dildo jutting obscenely from Yujin's pelvis, and the sinister black plastic bag dangling from her other hand.

Yujin simply smirks as she advances on the helpless, trembling girl. Youngeun flinches violently as she hears the telltale crinkle of plastic and Yujin's footsteps drawing nearer. Her breathing grows rapid and shallow, chest heaving with panicked gasps, eyes blinded behind the thick blindfold.

The poor woman is utterly disoriented, senses deprived and body aching from the abuse you've already inflicted. She has no idea what fresh torments await her at Yujin's cruel hands.

"W-What… Unnie, what are you going to do to me?" she whimpers tremulously, flinching again as Yujin's fingers trail almost tenderly through her sweat-damp hair.

"Shhh, just relax baby girl," your girlfriend coos in a mockery of comfort. "Unnie's going to take such good care of you and all your greedy tight holes."

Before Youngeun can react, Yujin abruptly shoves the open end of the plastic bag over Youngeun’s face, cinching it tight around her slender throat. Youngeun's muffled scream of shock and panic is swallowed by the thin plastic as it seals around her head, instantly restricting her airflow.

"Just keep breathing nice and deep for unnie," Yujin murmurs, giving the makeshift mask a harsh twist to tighten it further. "We wouldn't want you passing out before the real fun starts."

Youngeun's chest heaves with desperate, gasping breaths as the plastic bag slowly suffocates her. Her bound arms thrash weakly, eyes wide with primal terror behind her blindfold. 

You chuckle at the pathetic show, giving her jiggling ass a firm smack that makes her jolt. "Don't worry princess, Daddy's going to make sure you stay nice and conscious." 

Gripping her hips tightly, you drag the tip of your aching cock through Youngeun's drenched, gaping folds with. The poor girl jolts again with a muffled wail as you start to slowly feed your thick length back into her pussy.

But Yujin doesn't give you a chance to fully sheath yourself back inside Youngeun and pulls you to the side a few steps, standing behind the bound girl's trembling kneeling form at the edge of the bed.

"Get that fat cock up here, daddy," she says, licking her lips. "I want to taste that slut's flavor while I ruin her hole."

You quickly obey, shuffling onto the bed until your cock is level with Yujin's cute flushed face. Your girlfriend leans in without hesitation, dragging her tongue through the slick mixture of your pre-cum and Youngeun's cream coating your cock.

"Mmm...not bad," she purrs, wrapping her lips around your bulbous head to suckle noisily. "But I think it could use a bit more..."

Youngeun wriggles beneath you, muffled screams escaping the plastic bag as Yujin abruptly buries the massive strap-on dildo to the hilt inside her pussy with one rough thrust. The girth is even thicker than your cock, stretching the poor girl to the absolute limits.

Yujin gives her hips a sharp shove to bury the unyielding rod even deeper, her hips pistoning back and forth as she rails Youngeun's clenching pussy with the huge fake cock. Each savage thrust shakes the Youngeun’s body, her muffled wails rising in pitch as she's split open and ravaged.

You groan, grinding your hips to fuck Yujin's sucking mouth in time with her merciless thrusts into Youngeun's cunt. She gags and slurps, drinking down the fresh gushes of your pre-cum like a woman dying of thirst.

"Fuck yeah, get it nice and sloppy for me you, baby girl," tangling your fingers in Yujin's hair to hold her in place as you skull-fuck her wet hot mouth.

Between Yujin's vicious pounding and your own forceful face-fucking, Youngeun is left a breathless sobbing, writhing mess.

"I'm gonna fucking cum, baby girl," you warn, feeling that telltale tightening in your balls. 

Yujin immediately pulls back, letting your spit-slick cock slip from between her swollen lips with a pop. She opens her mouth wide in a lewd 'O', tongue lolling out as she stares up at you with glazed, teary eyes.

"Give it to me, Daddy," she rasps, voice already hoarse and ruined. "Fucking choke me on your cum!”

You tighten your grip in her messy hair, using the leverage to start jackhammering, your thick meat stick batters the back of Yujin's throat, her eyes rolling back as she gags and drools around your cock sliding directly inside her narrowed esophagus.

Beneath you, Youngeun writhes in desperation, her hushed screams growing weaker as the plastic bag slowly suffocates her. But Yujin is utterly focused on the cock ravaging her face, her own hips still pistoning the huge strap-on dildo in and out of the younger woman’s sore pussy.

Yujin's thighs are quivering, her whole body tensing as her own climax rapidly builds. She's forced to brace herself with her hands clenched around Youngeun's reddened ass, using the helpless girl's body for support as she feverishly fucks her own dripping cunt on the thick toy shaft.

Then, with a harsh grunt of bliss, your cock erupts in thick, heavy ropes of cum that coat Yujin's tongue and fill her gaping mouth. Her throat constricts as she swallows all your copious load in one gulp after another.

Yujin's own orgasm wrecks her in the same breath. She throws her head back with a gargled scream, you can see your cum gathered in her mouth, her whole body shuddering as she grinds the strap-on's base against her engorged clit. 

By the time your climaxes finally subside, Youngeun lies utterly still and unmoving beneath you both.

You step back from Youngeun, chest heaving as you watch Yujin slump bonelessly forward onto Youngeun's prone form. Your girlfriend is utterly spent, eyes glazed and hair disheveled. The thick strap-on dildo remains buried inside Youngeun's moist pussy. 

But the younger woman doesn't so much as twitch beneath Yujin's dead weight, her chest utterly still.

"Oh shit, I think we broke this slut," Yujin pants, a wicked grin curling her lips despite her words. She lazily rolls off Youngeun and tears the plastic bag from her face, tossing it carelessly aside. Youngeun's head lolls limply, her features slack and skin taking on an ashen pallor. "Fuck, don't you dare pass out on me, bitch." Yujin seizes a fistful of Youngeun's damped hair.

She gives the woman's head a yank, and after a tense few seconds, Youngeun finally gasps back to consciousness. A ragged, desperate cough wracks her petite frame as she struggles to suck in precious air.

But the blindfold remains firmly in place, leaving the poor woman blind and disoriented. She flinches violently at Yujin's cruel grip in her hair, whimpering as panic sets in once more.

"P-Please… Unnie, no more..." Youngeun’s voice is little more than a broken croak. "I c-can't… I'm gonna—”

"Shut the fuck up. Did I say you could pass out like a little bitch? This isn't nearly over for you yet, slut." She leans in close until her lips are nearly brushing Youngeun's ear, her tone dropping to a mocking croon. "After all, we still need to make sure that greedy cunt is properly bred by daddy."

While you wait for your spent cock to recover from its explosive release down Yujin's throat, the two of you turn your sadistic attentions back to the helpless, blindfolded form of Youngeun.

Poor Youngeun is still trembling and gasping weakly, her sweaty frame utterly wrecked from the abuse her holes have already endured. But you have no intention of showing her mercy, not until her mind is just as thoroughly broken as her pussy.

"Look at this pathetic whore," Yujin laughs, giving Youngeun's disheveled hair another harsh yank to bend her neck. "She's nothing but a set of fuckholes begging to be used over and over again."

To emphasize her cruel words, sadistic Yujin drives the sticky strap-on back dildo into Youngeun's cream-drenched pussy. The weak bound woman shrieks hoarsely, back bowing off the bed as she is impaled once more.

"AAAAAAHHH!!! NNNGHH...PLEASE STOP!!"

But Yujin just cackles derisively, settling into a rough, pounding rhythm that has the huge fake cock squelching indecently with each stroke. 

"You hear that, Daddy?" she pants, smirking over at you as you languidly stroke your steadily re-hardening length. "This dumb slut is actually trying to tell us 'no' like she has a choice.”

You move to straddle Youngeun's face, your thick cock hanging heavily above her drooling mouth. You seize her hair to yank her head back at a brutal angle, smearing your musky shaft across her abused features.

Youngeun whimpers piteously, hot tears leaking from beneath the blindfold to streak her flushed cheeks. But she offers no further protests, her swollen lips unconsciously parting wider to grant your heavy balls entry to her mouth.

"Mmmpphh...mmmhhh..." she moans defeatedly around the heavy weight on her tongue.

"That's right, baby girl," you croon with mocking tenderness. "Just accept your role as Daddy's personal little cock-sleeve. This is what you were made for.”

With Youngeun's mind already teetering on the edge, you and Yujin ramp up the depraved torments to utterly shatter what little defiance and self-respect she has left. 

While Yujin rails her overstimulated pussy with the massive strap-on, squelching and stretching her to the limits, you straddle Youngeun's blindfolded face and immediately start skull-fucking her.

"Open up wide for Daddy's cock,” you order, burying yourself to the base.

Youngeun gags violently as your thickness smashes the back of her throat, spit gushing from the corners of her stretched lips. But she instinctively obeys, fighting against her body's reflexes to keep her jaw laxed and pliant.

"Mmmmrrrghhh...hhhhkkkk..." she wheezes pathetically around your pistoning shaft.

Each jab has her jolting, muffled wails rising in pitch as she's mercilessly spitroasted between you and Yujin.

Youngeun can do nothing but lie there and take the vicious abuse, her pummeled holes and senses utterly overwhelmed. Her mind fractures further, each harsh slap and degrading slur stripping away the last vestiges of her identity.

By the time you finally reach your peak, burying yourself balls-deep and flooding her convulsing gullet with thick ropes of seed, Youngeun is nothing more than a drooling, cum-addled wreck, swallowing your heavy load on sheer instinct.

When you finally pull out, leaving the poor woman to lie there coughing and sputtering, her entire world has been reduced to serving as your personal cocksleeve and cumdump.

You and Yujin take a step back to admire the pathetic, drooling mess you've made of her housemate. The once defiant girl is utterly broken, blindfolded and bound, her feeble body twitching weakly from the abuse.

"Look at this dumb slut," Yujin gives the strap-on another harsh shove that makes Youngeun twitch with a gargled moan. "I think we finally knocked some obedience into that empty fuckhole between her ears."

As if to prove her words, Youngeun's swollen lips part in a tremulous whimper.

"Th...thank you...D-Daddy..." she slurs, her voice a wrecked croak. "Thank you for...for using me..."

You bark out a laugh, delivering a slap to her face that leaves a bright red handprint. "You hear that, you dumb cunt? You're thanking Daddy for treating you like the worthless set of holes "

Youngeun flinches, but her back arches as she nods her blindfolded face with desperate enthusiasm. "Y-Yes Daddy! Thank you...thank you for breaking me!" she sobs, drool and tears streaking her abused features. "I'm nothing but...but a warm sleeve for your cock! Please...please keep using me!"

"Well, since the little slut is asking so nicely," Yujin purrs, reaching down to grip Youngeun's jaw in bruising fingers. 

She wrenches the girl's mouth open wide, giving you an unobstructed view of her lolling tongue and the mixture of drool and cum coating her throat. Youngeun offers no resistance, merely whimpering pathetically as she's brutally handled.

"You hear that, Daddy?" Yujin taunts, jerking her hips to make the strap-on squelch lewdly. "I think this dumb whore needs you to really decorate her hungry cum-dump of an ass next.”

Grinning eagerly, you reposition yourself behind Youngeun's trembling form, eyeing her puckered, virgin asshole with hunger and she blubbers as she feels the thick head of your cock prodding insistently at her tight rear entrance.

"Please...not there Daddy..." she pleads, only to be silenced by a harsh slap across her already sore and swollen countenance.

"Did this dumb slut really think she had a choice?" Yujin scoffs, having taken your place straddling Youngeun's blindfolded face. "Open that worthless cock-pocket and thank Daddy properly."

Youngeun immediately complies, lips parting wide in a tremulous moan as Yujin's soaked strap-on smears through the mess of drool and seed still coating her cheeks.

"Th-Thank you, Daddy..." she answers obediently. "Thank you for...for ruining my asshole too..."

"That's a good girl," giving her hip a squeeze as you start to bear down. "Maybe once this tight little fuckhole is properly loosened up, we'll let you be Daddy's personal anal cumdump."

Hissing in thrill, you shove your cock forward and breach Youngeun's rubbery rear passage. Her stomach sinks in off the bed as she shrieks, her slender figure squirming violently from the sheer girth violating her most intimate tightest hole.

"AAAAAAHHHH!!! IT HURTS!!! DADDY IT HURTS SO MUCH!!!"

But you show no mercy, just holding her hips and steadily impaling her helpless tiny asshole inch by agonizing inch. Her tight anal walls cling to your invading cock, but you simply spit on her clenching rear entrance to ease the way.

You huff through clenched teeth, "This tight little fuckpipe is going to get ruined whether you like it or not— Oh fuck!"

By the time your pelvis is finally flush against her trembling cheeks, Youngeun is a sobbing, drooling mess once more. Yujin takes the opportunity to slap the girl's face again with a resounding crack.

"You hear that, cunt?" She smudges her strap-on through Youngeun's fresh tears. "Daddy's going to make sure this ass is every bit as gaped and sloppy as your worthless pussy! Now thank him properly!"

"TH-THANK YOU DADDY!!!" Youngeun cries, her whole body quaking. "THANK YOU FOR… FOR WRECKING MY SLUTTY LITTLE ASSHOLE— OUGHHH!”

With Youngeun's asshole is now thoroughly getting ruined and stretched, Yujin decides to take things to the next depraved level.

"Please hold this dumb slut up for me, daddy," she says sweetly, already positioning herself beneath Youngeun's limp form. "I want to make sure every last one of her greedy fuckholes is properly stuffed.”

You obey without stopping, gripping Youngeun's waists to lift her upper body off the bed. The helpless woman moans and twitches feebly as you manhandle her broken frame, your thick cock still impaling her bowel to the hilt.

Yujin wastes no time in guiding the bulbous head of her massive strap-on to Youngeun's gaping, sloppy pussy and she buries the unyielding fake cock inside her housemate’s empty cunt alongside your violent cock.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" Youngeun screeches, her entire body going stiff yet quaking from the overwhelming fullness.

Her wormy insides are molded horrendously around the dual intrusions plundering her most intimate canals. Yujin doesn't give her a chance to adjust, immediately setting a speed that has both thick shafts sloshing.

"Take it, you greedy fucktoy! This is what you wanted, right?!" She is gripping Youngeun's thighs hard enough to leave bruises. "Get that worthless pussy wrecked– Oh fuck! Just like your sloppy asshole"

You match your girlfriend's ruthless rhythm, hammering ahead to mercilessly spear and stab the poor girl between you. Youngeun's eyes roll back sightlessly, her jaw going slack as a torrent of drool cascades down her chin and onto Yujin’s shoulder.

Youngeun’s entire senses has been reduced to the overwhelming sensations of being double-penetrated and defiled with no mercy, her beaten holes pulsing wildly, her whole body shuddering through a seemingly endless chain of crashing orgasms.

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" she babbles without control, limbs jerking and flopping with no coordination. "DADDY!!! UNNIE!!! CUMMING!!! ALWAYS CUMMING!!!"

By the time Yujin and you finally reach your own peaks, flooding her grippy clenching asshole with thick ropes of cum, Youngeun is nothing but a drooling, sweating wreck. She slumps atop Yujin, twitching and whimpering incoherently as her broken mind slips away.

You and Yujin spend the next few hours utterly lost in the sadistic pleasure of using Youngeun's obedient broken form however you please. She remains blindfolded and bound, her thrashed holes and feelings overwhelmed as you take turns violating her in every depraved way imaginable.

By the time you're finally sated, leaving Youngeun an unconscious cum-drenched mess on the ruined wet sheets, Yujin is already plotting how to best capitalize on your new personal cocksleeve.

The next day, she uploads the full, uncut footage of Youngeun's brutal deflowering and mind-shattering gangbang to your joint OnlyFans page. Within 24 hours, the video is your most viewed release yet, the comments section flooded with a mix of shock, revulsion, and insatiable hunger for more.

– Who the fuck is this girl??? Holy shit she's absolutely ruined!

– I need to know her name! I'd pay anything to wreck a slut like that myself.

– Please tell me you two sick fucks are going to keep using this cumdump as a regular guest???

– Who is this girl?? Need to know for research purposes!

– Can't wait to see her face next time. That ass and pussy are already so pretty.

Of course, the viewers have no idea that the blindfolded, covered-face woman has been thoroughly and irrevocably broken, her entire identity and sense of self now centered around being your personal, eager-to-please slut princess.

You smirk as you read through the flood of thirsty comments, already envisioning the wealth of depraved scenarios to put your new live-in cumdump through. After all, Yujin did promise the subscribers there would be plenty more "special guest" appearances from your fuckdoll.

#kpop smut #male reader #kpop gg #kpop girls #non con smut #kpop fanfic #girl group smut #kep1er smut #choi yujin smut #dub con #commissioned work #youngeun smut

[junnieverse]

BOYFRIEND HABITS ➳ ZEROBASEONE

➙ little things zb1 do as your boyfriend

pairing: zb1 x gn!reader

genre: fluff, slight crack :3

warnings: not proofread, lower case intended, bestfriend!yujin (scenario is platonic), implied short reader under yujin's drabble, collegeboyfriend!gunwook

a/n: *sighs in a daydreaming manner as I scream into a pillow while I'm kicking and swinging my feet*

a/n (2): you can also check out my txt and enha versions of this :3

🖇️ — 성한빈 ; SUNG HANBIN !

↳ buying you flowers

having found out you loved flowers, hanbin made it his mission as your boyfriend to buy you flowers whenever he could, which was almost every other week

most of the time he would gift them to you himself but on the days he couldn't, he made sure they were delivered to you

your home was slowly turning into a botanical garden but you loved seeing the colourful flowers brighten up your home

hanbin somehow always knew when to get a new bouquet for you and when you asked him, he had said the owner of the local flower shop he buys from was kind enough to tell him how long they would usually stay alive for

"What sort of flowers should I get you next week? We did lillies last time, how about tulips, perfect for spring." he suggests showing his whisker smile that had you weak

your boyfriend tried to get different flowers each time and would even go as far as seeing what they mean and writing a little note on that

" Lavenders for you my love. I know how hard your week was so I hope they bring you a sense of tranquility and good luck. I love you <3 " the note in the bouquet of lavender flowers he delivered read

having told him it wasn't necessary to constantly buy you flowers, he ofcourse insisted because he enjoyed buying them for you

small things like this made you realise you had won the boyfriend of the year

🖇️ — 김지웅 ; KIM JIWOONG !

↳ kissing the back of your hand

holding your hand was mandatory to jiwoong

if you were around him, he had to be holding your hand in some way or form

he has always been a complete gentleman to you too

from the day you both had started dating, he grew into this habit of kissing the back of your hand whenever you were holding hands

this little display of affection melted your heart each time you felt his soft lips place a short kiss to your hand

winter had come in and you and jiwoong decided to take a walk to a nearby park to enjoy the snow a bit despite how incredibly cold it was outside

"My hands are freezing." you pout trying to get some friction in your hands rubbing them together but it was no use

grabbing hold of your hands, your boyfriend rubbed his hands with yours in an attempt to warm them up before laying a delicate kiss to both of your hands

"My poor baby, I'll keep you warm angel." he coos at you softly as he proceeds to then put your hand in his pocket with his hand

🖇️ — 章昊 ; ZHANG HAO !

↳ brushing your hair out of your face

you could name a thousand reasons as to why hao was absolutely perfect and what little things you liked about him

one being how he had this habit of brushing your hair out of your face and then just smiling at you

it made you want to scream how he could just look at you with little heart eyes

"And so I told the supervisor-" you abruptly stop mid sentence as your boyfriend brushed your hair out of your face

hao was an attentive person and whenever you spoke he made sure all his attention was on you whilst maintaining eye contact

you had been telling him about your day at work and ofcourse he made sure to listen to you but a stray hair falling into your face distracted him from admiring your beautiful features

raising his hand, he delicately brushed the hair out placing it behind your ear

"Continue talking, I was listening. Your beautiful face distracted me." he says as he smiled warmly making you blush

zhang hao was the cutest boyfriend ever

🖇️ — 석우현 ; SEOK MATTHEW !

↳ playing/drawing on your hands

matthew tended to zone out alot sometimes or just have a short attention span when he wasn't interested in something which would lead him to busy himself

he always thought your hands were the the perfect compliment to his and constantly complimented how pretty your hands were

this brought in a new habit of his where instead of playing with his own hands, whenever he was holding yours he would gently just play with them or the rings you had

sometimes if he gets bored he starts doodling little shapes or words on your palm with his fingers

on certain occasions he would mindlessly hold your hand in his and start drawing cute things on your hand using a pen and you were happy to let him do so because you loved seeing him happy

"(Y/n), look. I drew for you." he brightly smiles showing you the little rainbow and fox drawing on your hand

for all you cared, matthew could draw on your face but seeing his smile and how happy he got, you could never stay mad at him

you were able to proudly show off the doodles matthew did because happy matthew = happy life (yes it rhymes)

🖇️ — 김태래 ; KIM TAERAE !

↳ singing you to sleep

it wasn't a secret that one of your favourite qualities about taerae was his voice

it always a source of comfort for you and he knew you loved it too

you weren't the biggest fan of thunder and your boyfriend knew that so he always tried his best to be with you whenever there were thunderstorms to help you sleep

this night was no different, it was heavily raining and you couldn't sleep with all the commotion of the loud thunder outside

curled up into a ball, you cover your ears with your eyes tightly shut silently praying for taerae to come quicker, as if on cue, you feel him hold you as he rubs your back comfortingly

"I'm here angel, shh." he says softly laying you both down as you lay on his chest

he soon starts singing to you and you immediately feel yourself relax in his arms as he sings to you

just like that you feel your eyes get heavier and you fall asleep in your boyfriend's arms

his presence was enough to make you feel less anxious but his singing was a comfort space he always had open for you

🖇️ — 沈泉锐 ; RICKY SHEN !

↳ buying you (expensive) gifts

ricky was not the best at using his words to express how he felt about you, hence he used actions to do so

this is where we came to learn one of his top love languages is gift giving and he would constantly buy you something new despite your protests

you grew to accept his gifts knowing he would get sad whenever you rejected his gifts claiming they were far too expensive but he would assure you that he would buy you the earth if he could

"Hey baby, I have a suprise for you." ricky tells you pulling a black neatly wrapped gift from behind his back

sighing, you accept the gift not wanting to see your boyfriend upset

inside was a valentines limited edition necklace from Tiffany & Co that you had looked at slightly longer than usual whilst shopping together the other day

pouting not believing him, you can't help but hold back tears seeing as how he was able to even notice you eyeing that necklace

"Ricky, thank you so much for this gift baby, but this is the fifth one this week- and it's only Wednesday." you tell him as you laugh softly seeing his shy smile as his ears go red in embarrassment

"I know but you deserve to be spoiled. And that's final." he tells you leaving a short peck on your cheek before helping you put the beautiful necklace on

🖇️ — 김규빈 ; KIM GYUVIN !

↳ ruffling your hair

you had been childhood friends with gyuvin for as long as you could remember

but during the course of your friendship, you both realised you had more than platonic feelings for one another and decided to pursue a romantic relationship

he had always had this habit of ruffling your hair ever since you had been friends and it was just an affectionate thing he had picked up

whenever he thought you looked cute or after complimenting you, he would either pat your head or ruffle your hair

"Okay okay, you win Gyuvin." you surrender to your boyfriend's heartless tickles as you try calm yourself down

reaching for your hair, he ruffles it before gently patting your head as you pout

"You're messing my hair up."

"Well you still love me because I'm the best boyfriend ever."

he leaned over and placed a chaste peck to your forehead and displayed the most heartwarming puppy like smile

you were undoubtedly whipped

🖇️ — 박건욱 ; PARK GUNWOOK !

↳ leaving you cute notes

this had been something gunwook started doing ever since he had a crush on you and would send you notes as your secret admirer

" You seemed quite sad today :( here's some strawberry milk to hopefully cheer you up. " the sticky note read with a small strawberry milk and straw next to it

it was small things like this that made you fall for him even before you knew who he really was

and when he did finally muster up the courage to ask you out and things were official between you both

he still made sure to leave you little notes complimenting or motivating you in any way

" Well done on doing so well this semester! I'm so proud of you babe. I'll reward you with cuddles and kisses after your lecture :) "

he would leave them on your class desk in the morning at school to even your bed side table for you to see once you had woken up and he had left prior

" Good morning darling ♡ I had to leave early for a lecture but enjoy the breakfast I made for you, see you later. " the note read

he could've left you a text message but he also knew how much you liked the cute notes and this was a special thing in your relationship

🖇️ — 한유진 ; HAN YUJIN !

↳ balancing his arm on your head

feeling a strange weight on you head, you exasperate knowing it was your best friend bothering you once again

"Ow! What was that for?!" yujin yells out as he pouts rubbing the spot in his arm that you had pinched

"I told you to stop putting your arm on my head. I'm not your human arm rest." you glare at him warningly as he sheepishly grinned

ever since his growth spurt, yujin developed this habit of resting his arm on your head

sometimes it felt like he was silently mocking you for being shorter than him

despite your attempts to stop him, yujin once again rested his arm on your head and you let him do so as you continued reading

you had also grown into this habit of pinching his round cheeks because they were just very soft and he allowed you to do so

and for that, you sacrificed your head to become your best friend's personal arm rest

#junnieverse.zip #zerobaseone #zb1 #zb1 ot9 #sung hanbin #kim jiwoong #zhang hao #seok matthew #kim taerae #ricky shen #kim gyuvin #park gunwook #han yujin #zerobaseone x reader #zerobaseone fluff #zerobaseone headcanons #zerobaseone scenarios #zerobaseone drabbles #zb1 x reader #zb1 scenarios #zb1 headcanons #zb1 fluff #zb1 drabbles #kpop #kpop fluff #kpop scenarios #kpop headcanons #kpop drabbles

[jihyoruri]

— BUTTERFLIES: KIM CHAEWON

warnings: swearing, wow!kim chaewon x wow!yn i suggest you read my other wow fics before this one they’re in my masterlist <3

indie music filled the room, along with the smell of lavender coming out of air defuser, in said room was four ive members spending some quality time together.

yn sang along to lyrics as she lays her head on wonyoung’s lap who proceeded to run her fingers through the girls hair.

rei who was laying on her stomach across from the two girls brings her finger to yn’s neck and lightly grazes over one of yn’s many star tattoos, “I feel like I could’ve done better on this.” the japanese girl says referring to when she did stick and poke on yn’s neck when they were trainees.

“yeah.” yn replied lowly, her eyes still closed as rei gasps offended telling the girl that she wasn’t supposed to agree.

“I don’t even know why you allowed her to do that on you.” yujin said from yn’s bed, looking down on the girls on the floor.

“because I knew it would get on your nerves.” yn hums, her eyes still closed as she used to the feeling of wonyoung’s fingers through her hair, “and I like seeing you mad.”

a slight pain hits yn as wonyoung tugs on her hair, she opens her eyes and smiles lazily at the girl who looks down at her disapprovingly, “pulling my hair now jang?”

yn closes her eyes again before lowly saying, “didn’t know you were like that.”

rei’s laughs fill the room as wonyoung rolls her eyes and flicks yn’s forehead, “you’re such a kid.”

“leave her alone yn.” yujin says looking pointedly towards the girl who just waves her off, “she loves it.”

“sometimes I feel like choking you.” only yn can bring out the aggressive side of wonyoung.

yn opens her eyes and looks up at the girl who glares down at her, she fake winces and brings her hand to her neck, “promise?”

wonyoung let’s out a load groan as rei’s and now yujin’s laughs fill the room once again, “you’re never gonna win with her.” rei voices as her laughs calm down.

“I know..” wonyoung trails of before pinching yn’s cheek rather harshly which gains an ow from the girl who’s head rests on her lap.

“hey, yn?” yujin calls for the girl who rubs her cheek in pain, telling wonyoung that she has to kiss it better.

“yeah?”

“when was the last time you talked to chaewon unnie?”

the question alone was all it took to take yn’s attention off of wonyoung and on yujin, “a couple weeks ago, why?”

“I need you to do me a favour.”

yn raised a brow, she lifted her head up slightly and looked at yujin in question, “what type of favour?”

yujin sat up from the bed and looked at yn who had now switched her position and leaned her head on wonyoung’s shoulder. she scratched the back of her neck and looked off to the side.

“uh… I need you to hang out with her.” yujin said awkwardly, it shouldn’t have been but this situation was pretty awkward I mean who just asks their current group member to hang out with their ex group member?

yn let a laugh at the words that came out of yujin’s mouth earning a slap on the thigh by wonyoung, “why?” she asks rubbing her thigh before muttering to wonyoung to stop “abusing her.”

“she needs help.” yujin sighs, “she has a performance coming up and for some reason she’s having trouble with the dance.”

“what does that gotta do with me?”

rei laughs at yn’s words and wonyoung shakes her head, “be nice.” she says into yn’s ear.

“what am i supposed to say?” yn asks lifting her head to look at wonyoung who just gives her a stern look, in return yn pouts slightly and brings her head back to the girl’s shoulder and groans.

yujin rolls her eyes at the yn’s attitude, “yn you’re one of the best dancers I know.” she says to yn who blows her a kiss mockingly at the compliment, “so, I know that if anyone can help her with this dance it’s you, so please help her for my sake.”

yn lifts her head from wonyoungs shoulder and looks at yujin, “I’m only saying yes because you gave me an ego boost.” yn says to yujin who smiles brightly.

“that’s not good.” rei mutters in response, earning a glare from yn.

“ah! thank you yn.” yujin says as she gets down from yn’s bed and onto the floor wrapping her arms around yn, “this means a lot i couldn’t bare to see her so stressed.”

yn hums and wraps her arms around yujin’s waist, before looking at wonyoung and teasingly mouthing “this could be us.” in return wonyoung just rolls her eyes at the girls antics.

“okay,I’ll get the demo video from chaewon unnie and send it to you.” yujin says as she pulls away from yn, “you’ll probably start helping her on monday.”

“alright leader,” yn sighs leaning back down into wonyoung, “I’m hungry.” she looks up at wonyoung and smiles, “buy me food?”

wonyoyng sighs and pulls out her phone, “okay, what does everyone want.”

✮✮…

when yujin told chaewon that she knows someone who could help her with the choreography, she expected a choreographer that the girl might’ve known.

she did not expect yn of ive sitting on the practice room floor leaning on her one of her elbows with her phone in her face.

chaewon stood in shock.

it’s like you’re a curse.

she hasn’t spoken to yn since the last time she ran into her, it was a while ago but chaewon remembers it so vividly, the words fell off of yn’s tongue like water.

“I know you have a crush on me.”

which she did not of course.

that was a lie, yes the older girl has taken an interest in yn but who was yn to make such an assumption about her? even if she was right.

chaewon timidly walked into the room, she swallowed before opening her mouth, “uh..”

yn looks up at the sound of chaewon’s voice and a small smirk makes it’s way to her face, “hey unnie.”

“hey…” chaewon trails off, “so you’re helping me with the dance?” she asks praying that it’s not true, maybe yn was here to help her sister with something.

yn looks up at her from the ground and nods her head, “isn’t it obvious?”

chaewon doesn’t answer and just stares, no way this is happening to her she loves yujin but oh why?

yn laughs at the girls lack of words and continues, “let’s get started and not waste anytime.” she says getting up from the ground immediately towering over chaewon.

yn adjust the cap on her head and looks at chaewon, “okay, so I watched the demo and you’re doing monster by irene and seulgi.”

that was correct the performance was a cover of monster with a little bit of changes to the choreo to make it it’s own, yn was shocked to see that it was even more touchy than the original dance.

chaewon nods her head at the girls words and yn continues, “okay, who are you doing this cover with?”

chaewon let’s out a sigh and looks up at yn, “that’s one of the problems i don’t know, I’m just supposed to learn the dance and song do it with them on the day of the performance.”

yn furrows her eye brows at that, “that’s stupid.” she voices making chaewon nod her head in agreement.

“okay so you think you’re main problem is that you don’t have a partner?” yn asks.

“yeah.”

“okay.” yn nods her head before gesturing towards the middle of the room, “I want you too dance it for me.”

“what?” chaewon asks nervously.

“yeah, go on.” yn says, “I wanna see what you can do.”

chaewon nods and walks towards the middle as yn gets ready to turn on the speaker, she feels butterflies in her stomach and she doesn’t know why, it’s just dancing right?

when the music starts, chaewon can feel yn’s eyes on her while she dances and makes her even more nervous than before much less she’s dancing a dance that she’s not even confident on in the first place.

she looks in the mirror, to see yn leaning on the wall her eyes never leaving chaewon as the girl dances, the butterflies are back.

when the music is done and the only thing that can be heard in the room is chaewon's breathing she's sure she's gonna pass out.

she looks at yn through the mirror in front of them with a questioning face, waiting for the younger girl to say something.

yn gets up from the wall and walks over to chaewon, "you not having a partner and someone to practice this with is definitely not your only problem with this dance." she says calmly.

chaewon looks at her a little offended,"huh?"

"you're stiff." yn says looking at the shorter girl,"you need to get a feel of the music, you're supposed to be dancing sensually with power but you're dancing like you need to take a shit."

chaewon’s mouth drops at the girls words, yn being attractive really covers up her vulgarness, “well, if you know so much you dance it, show me.” chaewon says rushingly.

yn looks at her before shrugging her shoulders and walking more into the centre of the room, “go get the music ready, I’ll do the part that you’re partner is supposed to do, watch me.”

chaewon walked over to the wall and started the music she hoped that yn was horrible so she could feel some type of satisfaction but oh her hopes didn’t come true at all.

chaewon felt entranced when yn started dancing to the music, it was exactly like how she told chaewon it supposed to be, sensual and powerful.

chaewon’s haert sped up slightly as her gaze travelled yn, from the cap on her head to the crop top that revealed a lot of the girls tattoos, chaewon’s mouth drops when she takes notice of the big wings on the younger girls back it was beautiful.

but it didn’t stop there, it wasn’t just the way she looked was beautiful, the way she danced was beautiful as well, she captivated sense of the choreography so well for only knowing it for a couple of days, it made chaewon feel both impressed and a little insecure.

when the music stopped, chaewon heard yn take a deep breath and turn towards her, “how was that?” she asked but the look on her face told chaewon that she definitely knew that she did good.

“that was…” chaewon trails off, trying to find the words, she wants to say hot but…. “good, that was good.”

yn let’s of a low laugh and walks towards chaewon, “well, now what you know how it’s supposed to look like.” she starts, “let’s fix you up.”

chaewon feels like she’s on fire, when yn softly grabs her hand, the coldness of the star ring that yn gave her doesn’t do any help either.

yn brings chaewon to the middle before stepping behind her, “okay do the dance and I’ll stop you when you need help.”

chaewon nods hesitantly before counting in her head and starting the dance, she feels hot all over knowing that yn was monitoring her like this.

“okay, stop.” yn says from behind her, she walks closer to chaewon and puts her hands on the girl’s shoulder pressing them down, “this is what I mean by your stiff.”

“un tense.” yn says, her hands still on chaewon’s shoulders, “relax.” she whispers in the girls ear.

chaewon tries her best to relax but it’s hard when you have yn in the room but the tries nevertheless.

“good…” yn says before removing her hands from chaewon’s shoulders, “okay, so on this part you’re supposed to be moving your hips not your whole torso.”

chaewon’s face heats up slightly when yn puts her hands right above her hips, “I’m gonna keep my hands here so you’re only moving your hips.” she says leaning down slightly to chaewon’s ear so the girl can hear her properly.

chaewon does the move over and over again until yn removes her hands from chaewon so the girl can do it on her own.

a smile breaks onto both of yn and chaewon’s face when she gets the move perfectly, “you did it!”

“I did it!” chaewon repeats happily before turning around to face yn, her face heats up when she realizes how close the both of you are.

she looks into yn’s eyes before her gaze slowly moves down to the taller girls lips, yn truly is even more beautiful up close.

there goes the butterflies again.

yn was the first to look away, coughing awkwardly, “uh…”

“break?” she asks the shorter girl who nods in embarrassment.

“break.”

#wow!yn #kim chaewon #chaewon #kim chaewon x reader #chaewon x reader #lesserafim x reader #ive x reader #girl group imagines #lesserafim imagines

[nochukoo97]

boyfriend drabbles pt. 3

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Summary: You and Jungkook have been successful at hiding your secret relationship from your friends, or so you thought

Word count: 500+

masterlist!

“Hurry,” you tug on your boyfriend’s shirt as you shut the front door of your shared apartment. Pulling him into your room and closing the door shut, you now face Jungkook who is smiling boyishly at you.

“Missed you,” he mumbles into your neck as he sighs, tightening his arms wrapped around your waist. “I saw you this morning on campus like a few hours ago,” you say as you playfully roll your eyes as you watch your boyfriend walk over to your bed and lay on what he claims was “his side of the bed”.

Jungkook taps the space next to him, gesturing for you to join him on the bed. As you grab for the remote and make yourself comfortable in your boyfriend’s hold, you click on the recent show the two of you had been watching, twenty five-twenty one.

“She’s so cool when she fences,” You tell him, eyes trained on the TV screen as Jungkook nods, humming in agreements. He reaches for the bowl of chips you had brought into the room, grabbing a few at once and stuffing them in your mouth.

The both of you had been so engrossed in the drama that the front door of your shared apartment opening and your friends walking in had failed to reach either of your ears.

All of your friends were friends with Jungkook’s friends as well, as if everyone was one big friend group, and they always had a suspicion you and your boyfriend had something on, but you always brushed it off, keeping your relationship a secret.

“Baby I’m gonna go and get water, I’ll be back” your boyfriend presses a kiss to the top of your forehead and you nod in response, eyes glued to the TV.

But when Jungkook walks out the room and shuts the door behind him, he is met with six familiar faces staring at him with wide eyes.

Your boyfriend’s eyes widen twice as wide as theirs.

“Jungkook?” your roommate, Yeji, gasps as she sees the man exit your room.

“I- I was helping her with her project,” Poor Jungkook stutters out an excuse as he cringes when he realises how bad an excuse it was.

When the rest of the girls give him a look, your boyfriend raises his hands up, “I swear! It’s some, uh, science project she has and she asked me for help!”

Just as your boyfriend is trying his hardest to defend himself, you just have to walk out, dressed in his jersey with a faint hickey on your neck from his doings earlier.

“Baby what's taking so long- Oh shit!” you gasp as you realised, you have been busted. Great.

“Your boyfriend is a terrible liar first of all,” Yeji muses, and Jungkook takes full offence to that as he gives her a frown, “Second of all I already knew from the beginning,” And she winks at you as your jaw drops.

Chaeyoung then whips out her phone and snaps a picture before you can stop her and before you know it, the groupchat is filled with messages.

You groan as Jungkook gives you a sympathetic smile, almost guilty even, as you read through the responses.

yujin: I KNEW IT 🙄🙄

mingyu: HAHAH BUSTED

donghyuk: congrats jeon HAHA

You scroll as everyone seems to have known from the start, realising how embarrassing it was to pretend in front of all of them.

Yeji then pushes both you and Jungkook back into your room, “Go on, we won’t interrupt you two anymore,” she smirks as you slap her arm.

#jungkook fluff #jungkook #jungkook au #jungkook ff #jungkook smut #jungkook x oc #jungkook x reader #bts #bts ff #bts fic #bts jungkook #jungkook comfort #boyfriend jungkook

[pupyuj]

Just thought of Yujin leaving so many marks on reader who's the manager of le sserafim all because she got possesive and jealous after seeing the girls jokingly flirt with reader in one of their vlogs or something. Also her not taking no for an answer and making reader go to work with all the marks visible on their neck to show that she's taken and maybe also for shits and giggles .

-🐼

I LOVED THIS IDEA but sorry i couldn't do much with it, anon!! 😭 brain's kinda dried up rn unfortunately 💔💔 but i love clingy and needy yujin asks sm 😵‍💫

see, yujinnie would be fine with it at first bcs she can't exactly stop you from being friendly with other people while she's not around but even someone like her has a limit! 🤭 on top of your interactions with the girls on some vlogs and lives, she'd see a bunch of cutesy pics and vids of you and the fimmies at the airport that went viral and the last straw would be something like chaewon being too clingy or sakura very obviously checking you out and while yujin obviously loves those two to death, you're still her gf!! 😤😤 so trust that the moment she gets you alone in your shared apartment, puppy's all over you!

she'd whine and pout when you start talking about how much fun you have with the fimmies,, and before you know it, yujin's on your lap leaving wet kisses on your neck... she'd have you completely trapped too! refusing to get off until she's covered every inch of your skin on your neck with her marks,, yujin wouldn't exactly resist you either when you decided you've had enough and just overpower her 👀 switching your positions so she'd be laying on her back and you're on top of her, your knee in between her thighs, pressing against her throbbing needy cunt :((

yujinnie would definitely leave scratches and little bruises on you while you fucked her 😈 not only to show you how good you make her feel but to also show that you're very much taken and that you fuck very good! you'd have scratches on your back, your shoulders, and your arms that you colleagues do not waste the opportunity to tease you about and when the fimmies notice all the hickeys on your neck that yujin absolutely forbid you to hide, chaewon would know immediately that they pushed the wrong buttons and make fun of yujin about it probably 😭😭

it's only fair that you do the same to yujin when you see her getting chummy with her members or other people that she works with 🤭 waiting for her in your apartment with a sour look on your face, not having any patience at all when yujin starts teasing you about it all and not being able to stop yourself from making her moan and scream your name or "mommy" all night long... but the difference between the two of you is that yujin proudly shows off all the marks you give her 🫠

taking pictures of the ones you leave on her abs and boasting about it to chaewon or the other ive girlies she's so annoying 😭 posts the pictures on her very very private instagram and captions it "mommy's gifts 💞" omg she just loves being possessive and feeling like she's owned!! esp by you, her super hot gf who, after seeing that post, makes it a regular thing to fill her skin up with hickeys and bites every time you fuck 😵‍💫

#🐼 anon #ive smut #ive x reader #ive x fem reader #ive imagines #ahn yujin smut #ahn yujin imagines #ahn yujin x reader #ahn yujin x fem reader #yujin smut #yujin imagines #yujin x reader #yujin x fem reader #girl group smut #girl group imagines #girl group x reader #girl group x fem reader