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yo-yo-yeonkai · 2 months

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hueningkai ~ laundry basket

pairing: perv!fem!reader x mean dom!hueningkai summary: when kai finds his sweet precious girl with his dirty shirt in her face and her hand down her pants he has to teach her a lesson. genre: SMUT minors dni you will be blocked. warnings: perv reader, clothes sniffing, fingering, unprotected sex, oral (m receiving), cum eating, kai slaps reader with his dick LOL, kinda possessive?? not rly tho, gagging, swearing (i luv it when he says fuck lmfao sorry not sorry), mouth spitting, creampie, i think that's it?? maybe a lil angst at the end (insecurity) if u squint but fluffy ending notes: this was supposed to be a drabble but uh. yeah i got too excited. thanku anon for sending me the perv reader idea sjkdnhk i hope u like this ! and thanku ashlee for the brain fuel :3 word count: 3.6k click here for my masterlist!

kai first asked you out because he thought you were the sweetest thing he'd ever seen. your shiny eyes and happy smiles had him falling before he could think, and soon it was the two of you against the world. as time went on kai thought it was funny how adorable you were from the outside, but inside... you're absolutely insatiable.

you think he doesn't notice the way you're always drooling over him - the way you're always subtly feeling him up whenever he hugs you, squeezing his strong arms or letting your hand slip up his hoodie to feel his tummy.

he assumes physical touch is just your love language at first, which he loves, but then he sees how you react to anyone else touching you... shying away like you hate it. he never comments on it but it definitely makes him feel special <3

what he fails to see (or so you think) is just how much you're affected by him - how you rub your thighs together every time he picks something up and flexes his muscles or whenever he throws you a flirty comment with a wink. when first you got together a few months ago, you both agreed you'd take your relationship slowly... but you were starting to regret that decision every night when you'd fuck yourself open with your dildo wishing it was your big strong boyfriend drilling into you and spouting filthy, sinful words instead of a piece of plastic with his cute, completely clean voice notes echoing in the background.

you started to find yourself taking his clothes and basking in his scent every night when you'd fuck yourself to the thought of him, and it was all too much - but somehow still not enough.

he of course starts to notice his clothes going missing, frantically looking for his favourite hoodie he's so sure he left on his bed... he finds it a week later when he comes over to your house for a sleepover - crumpled next to your bed. he doesn't mind, he must have just forgotten he leant it to you - so you cuddle up and all is well.

until he asks if he could take a shower after dinner. he casually grabs his spare clean clothes from your drawer and leaves to the bathroom attached to your room. he slings his t-shirt he's been wearing the whole day into your hamper carelessly and waddles off to the shower. you stare at the hamper for a good few seconds, willing yourself to be good and not take it - but of course, his desperate pervy gf can't help but sneak in there and grab his dirty shirt >.<

you bring the soft fabric up to your nose and take in his natural scent mixed with the lingering of his favourite cologne he sprayed this morning. you feel an impatient dampness growing between your legs and jump back into bed, clutching the shirt tightly in your fist. you slide on his favourite hoodie crumpled by your bed - which has lost his scent by now - but it still makes you feel completely surrounded by him :3

you feel ridiculous. you're in his hoodie, shoving your face into his worn shirt... and you can't help but let your hand slip into your shorts. kai would be out of the shower soon, and you couldn't let him see you like this... so desperate and perverted and so so obsessed with him, but you need to get off. he was driving you crazy.

who in their right mind was that obsessed with their own boyfriend and still didn't have the courage to ask him to fuck them? you, obviously.

your thoughts wander to his big hands and how much better they'd feel down your pants than your own, and you whisper his name like a mantra as you move your fingers as quickly as possible so you could just cum and hide his shirt before he gets out. unfortunately for you though, kai finishes his shower quicker than usual and almost runs out of the bathroom when he can hear what sounds like crying and panting on the other side of the door.

he comes out in all his glory in only his sweatpants and a towel around his neck to check on you, just to see his precious girl humping her hand with his dirty clothes shoved in her face chanting his name >.<

"hey... what's all this hm? needy girl."

you panic and rush to throw the shirt away and pull your hand out of your shorts, which only makes him chuckle darkly - a scary grin gracing his lips and a look in his eye you'd never seen before.

"cutie if you wanted me so bad you could have just asked... but you chose to be a gross little pervert and go through my laundry instead hm? and you couldn't even get yourself off~ pathetic."

his scolding makes you tear up and try to look away, but he's quick to hover over you and grab your chin, forcing your eyes to meet his. he grabs the hand you had been playing with yourself with and takes the first few fingers between his lips to suck on them gently.

"you need some help?" he asks softly, pulling your fingers from his mouth and pressing a gentle kiss to your palm.

"'m sorry hyuka. you probably think i'm disgusting..." you sniffle. he shakes his head and laughs a little, mean facade breaking to make sure you really were okay with this. "it's okay baby. sniffing my sweaty shirt is a little gross though~" he teases. "is this the first time you've done this? or do you fuck yourself over my clothes all the time? hm?"

he's just trying to humiliate you at this point, but he can tell you're enjoying him bullying you a little. so he continues...

"do it all the time.." you hiccup in response. "'m sorry 'm so gross and yucky."

"'m sorry if you hate me... please don't leave." the tears stream down your cheeks again and he kisses every single one away between mean chuckles as you sob.

"ah i don't hate you baby~ i'm not going anywhere. but you understand i'm gonna have to punish you for being such a yucky girl right?"

you can only nod, still blubbering with red eyes and splotchy cheeks. to say you're flustered would be an understatement - to be caught in such a compromising position and then finally have kai hovering over you like this, hair damp, no shirt and being so passive-aggressive has you soaking through your panties. he was so sweet, you never expected him to fulfil your wildest fantasies of domming you so harshly~ but then again he never expected you to bring it out of him so fast either.

he makes quick work of pulling off the hoodie and your shorts, leaving you in only a bra and your translucent underwear. he pushes your legs open and settles himself between them, running his long fingers over your panties.

"so wet already... are you seriously getting off on this? on being a disgusting little pervert? you know i see how you look at me every day, i should have expected this from you."

"no!" you squeak in an attempt to save the last of your dignity.

"don't fucking lie to me."

his words are laced with venom, and he deliveres a harsh slap to your thinly covered pussy, causing you to yelp.

"now lets try this again. are you seriously enjoying this? me humiliating you like a pathetic little slut?"

this time you nod. there was no use in lying to him, especially when he's like this.

"words cutie."

"yes!"

"good. yucky girl isn't so stupid after all."

he rewards you with a sweet peck on the forehead before he pushes your panties to the side and finally touches you where you need him most. he rubs your slick over your folds before plunging 2 fingers into you without warning.

"ah-!" you whine at the protrusion, and kai kisses your lips harshly.

"shut up." he mutters against your mouth. you try your best to keep quiet, but whenever a sound would slip past your lips he'd slap your clit harshly. he fingers you quick and harsh, the feeling so intense you feel like you could burst at any second.

"please.. please let me cum!" you beg as his hand speeds up. you could have cried even harder when he decides to pull his hand away completely, placing your uncomfortably wet underwear right back in its place.

"no. no i don't think i will."

"please! no! no! please keep going!" you cry, trying to pull his hand back to your core. "hueningie please..." you pout, tears spilling from your ruined orgasm.

"being cute won't work on me. not after i caught you fingering yourself like a fucking slut. you haven't earned it yet princess~" he sings playfully as if he isn't torturing you. delicious torture.

"on your knees. on the ground." he orders. no please, no trace of your sweet boy on his face - you're in trouble. and you're LOVING it. clearly he is just as into this as you are, even slapping your ass hard as you crawl across the bed to get on your knees on the pillow he'd set down for you - he is a gentleman after all.

"be good for me and i'll fuck you just like you want me to okay? open your mouth."

you do as he asks with no argument, opening your mouth and fidgeting in your cold damp underwear. you almost start salivating at the sight in front of you as kai stands up and unties his sweatpants before pushing them down to free his gorgeously flushed dick. you watch as he moves over to your door, grabbing the belt tie of your bathrobe hanging from the back of it. you knew what was coming before he even had to ask, and so you hold your arms together behind your back.

"so now you're desperate for me to tie you up too? fuck you really are a pervert. come on. admit it." he spits from behind you, looping the fluffy rope around your wrists and typing them tightly - though not tight enough to hurt.

"wh-what?" you ask, bewildered.

"don't act clueless. tell me you're a pervert."

"i'm not-"

"i thought i told you already, don't fucking lie to me darling. it won't end well for you." he takes his place standing in front of you, the backs of his legs pressed against the bed. you're eye level with his cock - hard and girthy and huge. you open your mouth for him and lick up his shaft softly - but he pulls you back with a scowl.

"nuh uh. not until you say it."

he takes his heavy length into his hand and slaps your cheek with his cock harshly. "come on."

"i- i'm a-"

"louder."

"i'm a pervert! i'm a pervert for you kai!" you almost shout, tears threatening to spill at the embarrassment.

"good girl. not so hard was it baby? my pretty perv~ stick your tongue out."

he taps his tip against your lips and tongue before pushing himself into your mouth. he encourages you to suck him off properly and groans at the sight of you taking as much of him in your mouth as possible. you make eye contact every now and then - tears brimming to your eyes and spilling so beautifully down your cheeks.

"more."

you hum in protest, he's big - but he gathers your hair into a bunch anyway and pushes you down on him. his tip hits the back of your throat as your lips almost touch his pelvis - but you can't bring yourself to complain about gagging when he moans so pretty with his eyes squeezed shut.

you swirl your tongue around him as he fucks your throat, and he seems to like this since his whines only increase.

"so fucking good. little perv knows how to do something right- fuck. gonna cum down your fucking throat." he whimpers. his brutal pace makes your throat constrict around him which only brings him closer to his high.

"you better swallow every drop." he warns.

and you know better than to get him angry now, so you blow him until he shoots his whole load in your mouth. he pulls out fast and you splutter a little, trying your best to swallow it all down. he taps his tip on your tongue again, letting the last drops of his release land on your awaiting tongue.

"perfect princess.. my slut.. so good." he sighs. "you look so pretty with my cock down your throat like that."

you smile up at him sweetly while he tucks himself back into his sweats. your eyes are pleading for his help, and he figures you deserve your reward.

he's not making it easy though <3

"you want your reward? want me to fuck you dumb baby?"

"please hyuka.. need your cock please.. 't hurts."

and so he happily unties your arm restraints and lifts you up, throwing you on the bed like a ragdoll. you squeal when he drops you, and your eyes blow wide when he straddles you, ripping off your bra and forcefully grabbing your wrists, bounding them together with the fluffy robe tie once more- this time tying you to the headboard too. he has you right where he wants you.

"not a sound, okay? not until i tell you." he says before hastily pulling your panties off fully and throwing them on the floor.

he knew you wouldn't be able to stay quiet - it was all in his plan to humiliate you just a little more before you finally get your sweet release.

with how enthusiastically you agree he almost thinks you might be able to pull it off ~ ''m gonna be so quiet. just like a doll for you.. just please! please fuck me!"

but he takes that as a personal challenge to turn you into a screaming mess just so he can pusnish you one more time.

"okay.. you ready gorgeous? you okay?" he asks genuinely.

"'m okay hyuka. just- please!"

"still so desperate? pervy baby needs me inside huh?" he taunts, removing his sweatpants completely and lining himself up with your still sopping wet cunt. he takes the time to tease you, tapping his head on your clit and rubbing himself on your folds. he can tell you're already fighting back your whines- especially when he buries himself to the hilt all in one go.

he hooks a finger under your chin and rests his other hand on your hip, leaning close to your face. "not a peep."

he was lying. he wants you to slip up so badly, and so he sits back and grabs your hips so hard they'll definitely be bruised in the shape of his fingerprints tomorrow - and slams his hips into yours.

he laughs meanly at you biting your lip to prevent a moan and angles his hips just right to have you weeping once again. "so pretty.. how can someone so cute be such a disgusting pervert?" he rambles. his eyes are glued to your boobs bouncing with every thrust and your face so scrunched in concentration. he can't help but let a giggle escape him at how cute you are - and an evil thought pops into his head.

continuing his rhythm, hitting your sweet spot with every thrust, he moves a hand to fondle one of your boobs - attaching his lips to the other one and attacking your nipple with his hot tongue.

with your eyes squeezed shut you couldn't see what he was doing, and the sudden stimulation to your chest catches you completely off guard and... "ah-!"

you feel kai smile evilly against your nipple, and he leans even closer to bite it gently - just enough to sting. you yelp, then he sits back and stills his movements completely.

kai pulls out, and leans off the bed to grab the dirty shirt you had your face buried in not long ago.

"no! no please! please keep going! 't- 'twas too much! 'm sorry kai i'll be quiet.. plea- hmph!"

he balls up the shirt in his hands and holds your chin with one hand and shoves the shirt in your mouth to gag you with the other.

"that should keep you quiet. pervy girl probably likes this since you like my dirty clothes so much right? you asked for it, choke on it."

he wraps a hand around your neck and returns the other to your hip after entering you again, slamming into you even faster than before. you moan freely, letting the fabric muffle the sounds slightly while your boyfriend rails you beyond comprehension.

your fucked out face has kai mesmerised, and he lets his hands roam to squeeze your boobs again.

the closer you get to your highs, the closer he wants to be to you, so he decides to lift your legs, pressing them into your chest to get even deeper. this has your eyes rolling back, fucked out expression and drool dribbling into the fabric of his worn-out t-shirt in your mouth.

"such a s-slut for me aren't you?" he mumbles out, words hushed and brain elsewhere as he watches your tits bounce again. "couldn't keep your hands off yourself for 5 minutes? too embarrassed of being such a perv to ask for my help? fucking pathetic."

you started crying again, feeling so humiliated and overstimulated and just so horny. you started making noises, speaking nonsense words muffled by the fabric in your mouth as you nodded frantically. pathetically. desperately.

"tell me. tell me you're my slut. my yucky girl~ only i can catch you with your hands on your pussy~ ah! only t-thinking about me!" kai yanks the shirt from your mouth and throws it across the room, prodding your legs harder and thrusting into you at a brutal pace. "say it!"

"'m your sl-slut, 'm only gross for you! all for you hyu- hyuka!"

"that's it baby~" he coos, sticking his thumb in your mouth and pressing on your tongue to keep your mouth open. "this what you wanted? creepy little perv? wanted me to punish you like this?"

when you whine in agreement against his thumb he spits in your mouth.

"disgusting." he taunts.

he pulls his thumb from your lips and smiles at you adorably.

"swallow and i'll let you cum."

and so you do, sticking your tongue out to show him your empty mouth as he grabs your face to check.

"that's right baby- fuck! 'm gonna cum pretty, you wanna cum with me? is that what you want? my little slut~"

you nod frantically and moan embarrassingly loudly when he starts rubbing your clit furiously along with his thrusts. "where do you want it princess?" he pants.

"in- inside- ah! please! fill me up kai- plea- fuck!"

he smirks at you, pace becoming sloppy as he teeters over the edge.

"thought so~ i'll fill you up good baby. bet you wanted this? wanted me to get you all messy... fucking pervert."

kai cums right as you pant out your next sentence, filthy words sending him into overdrive.

"your pervert- all for you! 'm all slutty for you.. obsessed with you- oh fuck kai! kai i'm- oh my god-"

right as you feel him fill you up with his release, his attacks on your clit speed up and send you over the edge, your walls tightening around his cock has him seeing stars and stilling inside you as you let the relief wash over you both. he rests his forehead on yours and presses a few lazy kisses to your lips that you half reciprocate.

"you okay princess?"

he waits a few seconds for you to come down, dropping your legs and pulling out with a whine from you both. "earth to y/n? baby? did i really fuck you dumb?" he jokes and you giggle - letting yourself come back to reality from the most intense orgasm you'd ever had.

"i.. i didn't know you had that in you," you mutter hoarsely. he unties your hands from the bed, and at the sound of your voice he grabs your bottle of water from your nightstand and helps you sit up to drink it. "well i didn't know you'd be sat in bed jerking off with my shirt." he teases, laughing as he sat beside you and rubbed your back.

"are you gonna break up with me?" you ask once you chug half the bottle.

"and why the hell would i do that?" he answers back with another question.

"because i'm disgusting and desperate...?"

"i didn't mean that. i mean i was a little shocked when i walked in.. and that definitely isn't how i saw our first time together going but.. fuck you're amazing." he comforts you, smoothing down your messy hair and planting a kiss on your temple. "plus... you seem to like it when i call you disgusting and desperate." he chuckles, hand landing on your shoulder and hugging you close to him.

"so you don't think i'm gross for sniffing your clothes? and weird for liking when you degrade me like that...?"

"no way. maybe a little perverted, and kinkier than i expected... but i'm into it. my little slut~" you look at him making a silly sexy face you and both burst out laughing.

"let me clean you up okay? you want a snack? or i can boot up mario kart? cuddles maybe?" he smiles his cute goofy grin, sweet boyfriend back in full swing - so you nod to all of the above.

you feel happy and satisfied at the fact he still likes you as you are, and that somehow you bagged yourself the cutest sweetest guy who could absolutely destroy you in bed. nice.

you're pulled out of your thoughts when he hands you a towel and a package of cookies with a kiss to the forehead.

"and next time when you're horny.. just tell me. the real thing is better than whatever's in the laundry basket <3"

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ARE YOU SURE PRINCESS? - KANG TAHEYUN - NSFW

Taehyun x AFAB!reader

Genre: smut

Warning list: best friend! Tae, smoker! Tae, non-smoker! Reader, unprotected, handjob, praise (good girl), pet names (princess, baby, doll), drugs, smoking, feelings involved, barely proofread.

Word count: 1,858

Summary: You only wanted a taste, and maybe, just maybe you knew one taste would lead to another.

It was only meant to be a taste. Only innocent curiosity. But it became something so much more.

Your best friend smoked weed, and he'd never even suggested you tried it, he simply let you make your own decisions. So when you're at his he asks "are you fine with me smoking here, or do you want me to go outside". He doesn't ask "wanna smoke with me?". No, he'd never ask that. You were too precious for him to coerce like that.

You gazed up at him, through your eyelashes, he leant lazily against his head board, eyes looking down at you lying across his bed comfortably. Dress hardly covering your ass as you swung your legs in the air behind you, tits slipping ever so slightly from the low neckline. He was hungry for more than a smoke.

You make a decision right then that you wanted to try it, but you were too nervous to say. "Smoke here Tyun, I don't mind" you smiled at him, watching as he reached into his bedside table and got out his spliff.

As he placed it between his lips he looked at you and shook his head "are you sure princess?". Oh the nickname, he knew it made you shiver and he only used it when he wanted you to answer him honestly, it's like he knew you wanted him to take control of you and fucking rail you into tomorrow.

You nodded, leaning up on your elbows and placing your chin in your hands to look at him as he lit it. "Whatever you want" he chuckles, and the first drag he exhaled upwards, completely away from you which wasn't what you'd expected. You grew frustrated at your plan going sideways, having to restrain yourself from dragging him to you so he has nowhere else to blow it but towards you.

You let him do this a few more times before you giggled at him "you don't need to do that you know. I don't mind...". You do mind actually you want him to blow it in your mouth, but you'd never admit that, it's too humiliating.

he flicked his gaze down at you in amusement and shrugged his shoulders, indifferent. When he looked at you he held your eyes and suddenly you couldn't hear the music he was playing, all you could think about was him. He took a drag, and this time he blew it directly at you. You tried to sneakily inhale it and he of course saw, but he'd let you try just two more times before he coaxed you over.

You'd never smoked before, you weren't sure how to do it. So when he told you to come over, and patted the space between his spread legs you grew nervous. The second you were on your knees in front of him he smirked at you "ask for my help princess-" he teased. The words made desire pool in your stomach. Beg, he wanted you too beg - Your mouth opened and closed before an exasperated mumbled came out "I don't know what you mean Tae". Play dumb, it was time to play dumb.

He ran his rough finger along your jaw, grasping your chin and pulling your face closer ever so slightly. The feeling of his fingers on you sent sparks through your skin, igniting your body with desperation for him. He chuckles lowly, "I know what you want- just ask".

It wasn't exactly surprising he knew what you wanted, he always read you like a book. There was no point in playing dumb with him anymore. "Tyun please may you teach me how to smoke. I want to try it but I'm nervous I'll do it wrong". The corner of his lips quirked up in a smirk as he nodded at you and placed the spliff in his mouth. “Seeing as asked so nicely princess~”, he muttered, spliff shaking as each word fell from his lips.

Leaning towards you he picked you up and lifted you onto his lap, your legs naturally straddling him. He was touchy sure, but never this much?! Was he on drugs- wait, yeah, yeah he was.

He held the spliff and spoke to you "I'll be easy on you princess- all I want you to do is inhale what I blow towards you. If you aren't sure breath in like normal then take another little breath and breath out. Ready doll?". You listened to him as carefully as you could with your senses slowed from being on top of him and nodded.

You carefully watched as he inhaled then grasped the back of your head and pulled you painfully close to him, blowing the smoke to you. You did as he said, feeling like you'd inhaled it successfully.

He watched as you blew it back out with a smile "good girl" he chuckled. Each time you got better and suddenly on the last drag he kissed you, pushing the smoke directly into your mouth. You tried to inhale, but you could hardly focus. Everything was already feeling dizzy and Taehyun was finally kissing you, how could you be expected to function?

Even once the smoke was long gone his lips stayed on yours, pursuing you in such a way you felt even dizzier. His tongue prodded at your mouth and you knew he wanted to explore you and you'd let him do whatever he wanted.

Your lips parted for him, and he was quick to pull you closer, further into his lap, chests flush against each others. He was desperate to feel you, taste you, hear you. You groaned into the kiss as he grabbed your ass, back arching, grinding against him so sinfully. You were so sensitive for him, so beautiful.

He pulled away from you "you did so well princess. Did exactly as I asked" he compliments, trailing wet kisses from your jaw to your shoulder, pulling the strap of your pretty little dress off your shoulder.

Instead of responding you began grinding on his now hard dick, you'd felt it grow beneath you. He groaned at the feeling and grabbed your hips. "No baby, if you are gonna do that, you are gonna do it on my dick. Take your clothes off" he told you. And from there is was a rush, you were practically ripping off your clothes, and he was tugging at his own, then sitting back down so you could get back to it.

You crawled up to his lap, hooked a leg over his and slowly brought your hand up to your mouth and spat on it, then lowering it back to his dick. You began pumping him, teasing him almost, running a thumb over the tip and dragging his precum down to the base of his cock. He threw his head back and groaned, grasping your hand and collecting himself. "Not now princess, we have plenty of time for that. But right now I need to feel you. I want that pretty pussy wrapped around me, and I know you want to feel me too" he groaned, deep eyes staring into your own eyes as the words left his swollen lips. He was right of course, he was reading you like a book again.

You grabbed his dick but this time you guided it to your dripping hole, moaning as you began to sink down. You didn't even need to lube Taehyun's dick up, you were so wet for him, so very ready to take him, you were always ready to take him. You craved your best friend... it was sinful.

Taehyun was big, and you couldn't take him straight away, you were easing yourself, stretching your pussy to try make him fit. You whined as you tried to take him but only got about half way, "T-Tae I don't think I can take it- you're too big" you whined, humiliated.

He kissed you thrice on the lips then once on each cheek "I'll make it fit princess, don't you worry". Taehyun couldn't take it, the way you were already clenching around him, he'd fucking cum in no time if you kept doing that.

Grabbing your hips, he squeezed them as he slammed you down on him, a scream ripping from your throat at the feeling. No warning, no hesitation, he needed you.

His cock stretched you, made a mess out of you, and he wasn't stopping there. He pulled you all the way up and pushed you down, bottoming out in you, forcing your body to accept his cock, making you feel as good as he felt.

Your body was on fire, head spinning as your hips slammed against his, dick hitting the perfect sensitive spots in you. Your head rested on his shoulder as he used you like a doll, moaning into his ear, his groans meeting your own ear, his breath hitting your shoulder with a hot fan of air. He was wrecking your cunt with each drag of his hips, filling you with his cock. Ruining your composure at each filthy word he spoke "That's it princess, keep bouncing on my cock. You are such a good girl hmmm?" He groaned, kissing your shoulder sweetly as a treat for taking him so well.

You were so whiny, so sensitive, so dumb. And all for Taehyun.

You'd like to blame the weed, you'd like to blame how well Tae was fucking you, but you knew it's cause you fucking liked him. His name continued to slip from your lips like a prayer, as his grip gradually tightened and his fingers dug into your hips, crescent moon marks staining your hips.

"You sound so perfect. So pretty. You are so beautiful" he tells you, sliding his hands up to your back to hold you closer, abit more romantically than before. He grips your shoulders and now used this as his leverage to keep you bouncing on his cock, pushing and pulling like before. "My pretty girl. Mine" he groans and you whined at the sound. "Say it back princess" he tells you, speeding up so dangerously that you could hardly answer.

"Y-yours Tyun- m' yours" you do as asked, voice so weak and pathetic he chuckles at you, but kisses your shoulder regardless. You were his pathetic girl...

Pleasure built and built in your stomach and the line between reality and imagination blurred. His pace grew erratic "my pretty fucking girl. God your pussy feels heavenly" he moans, his own high as near as yours. "Tyun please- m' so close" you slurred a moan into his ear. He huffed as he thrusted faster "I know princess, I'll make you feel good" he promised, and once again Taehyun wasn't wrong.

A few last thrusts into your fucked out cunt and you'd come undone on his cock, spurts of his cum shooting into you, insides painted white.

As you panted, trying to use your hands to push yourself off him he stopped you as you sat up. He held your face up to him as he kissed you then muttered "I'm not done with you yet princess~".

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CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR - CHOI YEONJUN - NSFW

Yeonjun x fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Warning list: Dom!Yeonjun x Brat!AFAB, reader, insecure reader for a second, shower sex, mild size mention, fingering (f!receiving), marking, scratching, chocking, degradation; (slut), pet names; (love), have to stay quiet, private in public- does that make sense?

Word count: 3,500

Summary: Lucky you got to be a back up dancer for your best friends k pop group, and your crush also happens to be in the group. Teasing him couldn’t end badly could it?

This is my drabble for @majestyjun ‘s Yeonjun birthday event! I hope you all like it and give all the artists involved support <3

Rushed hands wrapped around your wrist, yanking you harshly into the boys showering room. But their rough dragging didn't stop there, you were then pushed into a showering cubicle, the sound of the lock turning soon after.

Was this... the consequences of your own actions?

You knew you shouldn't tease Yeonjun, but you just couldn't help it. It was far too much fun to pass up, even with the rest of your dance team and txt in the room...

The one who had pulled you out of the corridor, slowly spun his head to meet your gaze. Red hot rage shot through his usually soft brown eyes, straight into your head. His voice wasn't much different to the emotion that showed in his stare. "Do you think that's funny", he mutters, voice low and grumbly, almost like he's holding back the words that he wants to say.

Like frightened prey, when cornered by its predator, you take a step further away from him. But just like the predator, he takes a step closer to you, not letting the chance of intimidation slip through his grasp.

"Answer me!" he demands, like a king that's used to having every last order he makes fulfilled with a click of his long fingers.

Any chance at escape is quickly limited by the slam of his hand conjoining with the wall next to your head. Dominance seeped from ever action he made, whether it be big or small. Embarrassingly, a small yelp travelled out of your mouth at the action, your mind running at 100mph just to figure out how you got yourself in this position.

He seemed to desire the honest truth, so that is exactly what you must give him. The king's orders may never be disobeyed after all. Finally, some words slipped from your lips, in a quiet mumble "Yes, I find it funny".

Body shaking slightly with a chuckle, his handsome face drew closer to yours. Your bodies pressed against each other in a warm heat, a feeling you never knew you needed until now. Every curve of your bodies slipped against each other like an irregular, but beautiful puzzle. Almost as if the cuts in the pieces weren't straight but fit together none the less.

Flicking your wandering eyes back to his, you noticed that the rage that burned within them was replaced by something else. Deep, dark lust pooled in his eyes like a desperate starved monster.

Controlling meanings slipped through his words as he spoke, "Well, it's not! You do not get to tease me like that, in front of everyone. Is that understood?”

A teasing, slow hand slid its way onto your waist, grabbing onto you, like a claim to victory. The motion made you feel weak already, you were never great with soft physical touch. The slow drag of his fingertips against your soft skin made goosebumps rake along your skin, a tell-tale sign that you were sensitive to that sort of attention.

Your voice kept to its same nervous mumble as you responded "Understood". The word was simple, but that's all he wished to hear from you, the clear acceptance to his dominating demands.

His chest shook once again, a raw chuckle slipping through his sweet, plump lips. Faces growing closer together, his breath fanned over your face, the distance between your lips slowly diminishing.

Sudden waves of realisation at the current situation washed through you, like cold water shocking your system. "Ummm Yeonjun.." you whispered, the sound coming out like a soft whisper of wind, despite it being the start of a storm.

Swarming eyes flicked away from the stare they had on your lips, up to your eyes. His head shook lightly, gaining control of his emotions for an honest second. “This is your chance (Y/N). Tell me yes or no now. Cause you know I am going to fuck you if you don't tell me no." he ordered, fingers running against your chin and gripping it gently.

His desires had been perfectly set out for you in a display window, now you just had to make a choice. But just as his desires were obvious, yours ran like a clear river through your mind, paving a path for the dirty thoughts to flow.

In a swift attempt to gain dominance over the situation, you leant forward and pushed him up against the opposite wall to the one you had just been trapped against. Feet stood in tiptoes, desperately reaching up to kiss him.

Your lips joined together in a heated, impatient kiss. Perfection was laced through every move of his soft lips against yours, a calculated pursuit of pleasure. Slick wetness prodded its way into your mouth, his tongue tangling with your own. The fight for control was soon over and every move he made would determine what you would do next. He had full control over you, like a puppet. Would you let him use you? Maybe after a small fight...

Hands that were once holding tightly onto your waist, pushed you off him, the distance becoming evidently clear in the rush of cold against your skin. Sharp eyes looked down at you, then drifted to the shower at your side. A sly smirk dawned upon his lips, like he had just had the best idea of his lifetime. You weren't exactly an innocent girl; you could tell what he was thinking.

The quick, hard order met your ears "Strip", he didn't say it like a question, or an offer. It was a command he spoke, a must, and God only knows what happens to those that dare disobey his highnesses orders.

Fear of retribution didn't stop your mind from spinning into a frantic panic at the thought of removing your clothes. The approaching insecurity you held deep within you begun to creep out like a deadly virus, poisoning you and spoiling your thoughts.

The deep chuckle of his voice sounded to your ears, pausing your worry for a split second as he spoke “Don't get shy now Love. You weren't shy earlier. See, l'lI show you how to do it".

Fingers gripped onto the bottom of his shirt, skilfully pulling it over his head. Every curve, dip and lift of his defined chest and arms were now on display for your hungry eyes to feast upon. Unholy desire, to run your fingers along him, spun your head away from your insecurities and towards the goal at hand.

Your own fingers pulled at your top, throwing it to the corner of the cubicle, your shorts following suit. Patience was strung like a thin, flimsy wire, and the second he took off his shirt the wire snapped, freeing you of any control you once had over yourself. Your underwear remained on your body, not wanting to show him anymore, unless he would equal out the playing field.

Putting on a show his hands ran down his chest, over every part of him you wanted to touch, right to the very edge of his shorts. A stray finger slipped under the band and pulled it down far too slowly for your thirsty mind. The show was coming to a quick close as he noticed your impatience and pulled them down his legs, disregarding them where your own clothes had begun to pile.

You practically threw yourself at him as soon as he was leant against the wall again. Lips joined together in a hungry kiss, hands roaming each other's bodies and the remainder of your clothes were quickly shimmied and thrown off yourselves.

Desperation was clouding you both like a thick aura, and you knew you didn't have enough time to take this slow, you needed to get on with this soon or the rest of the dance team would figure out where you'd gone.

A stray finger ran down your slit causing you to shiver at the surprising feeling. When did his hand get down there? You have no clue. Do you mind? Not one bit.

"God you are so fucking wet" he groans, desire to have his cock shrouded in the feeling of your wetness evident in the whine of his tone. Even guys like Yeonjun start whining when it comes down to it. How well can he keep his composure? You'll find out.

The finger dipped into your entrance, giving you all the attention you needed. The finger was slow, teasing for a bit, but it quickly became faster, harder. Before long, there was another finger in you, fucking your insides and getting you ready for Yeonjun's cock.

He knew what he was doing, every curl and plunge of his fingers told you that much. Whether he had done this before was a mystery, but it's not like you were innocent either. Is it bad that you hoped he hadn't done it before, that's selfish isn't it?

He moved his spare hand up to one of your tits and he rolled and played with your nipple until he got a reaction out of you that he liked, one that told him he was touching you right. With the lustful mix of his fingers thrusting into you and your nipple being played with you were moaning like your life depended on it. You had always been told you were a loud girl, and right here wasn't really the place for it.

The very moment he felt your walls clench around his fingers he pulled away from you. Sticking his wet fingers in your mouth he ordered "Now be quiet whilst you take me hmmmm~ and if anyone walks in... make sure you don't say a fucking word".

As he speaks you twirl your tongue around every inch of his fingers, lightly sucking and tasting yourself on him. "God, don't do that. You'll make me want to stick my dick in your mouth" he choked out, quickly removing his digits from your mouth, a line of saliva connecting you for a mere second before it broke.

"And what's so wrong with that Jjunie~" you whisper, bringing your body against his and squishing your chest against him. His composure was breaking with your games, and you wanted it to shatter completely. You find such joy in trying to bring a man to his knees.

Fingers wrapped around your neck and pushed you away from him and under the shower "Shut up... or I'll make you" he muttered; words meant more as a warning than a challenge. But... you liked being used like a slut, that's why you acted like a brat. Clearly Yeonjun had you figured out more than other guys do.

You would have countered back had you not found the hand around your neck to be the most attractive thing he could have done to you. Your knees grew weak, and you practically wanted to throw myself at him, but you'd restrain yourself.

His other hand reached behind you and turned on the shower, warm water running over your body, making you glisten in such a filthy way. You wondered if he was thinking he could wash and fuck the brat out of you... if he was, he was severely mistaken.

The grip on your neck disappeared, but that doesn't mean that his control was gone. Ghosting touch remained on your neck reminding you of the type of man he is, the things he would do if you don't comply to him, and oh how tempting it was.

As the thoughts of disobedience rung through your head, they were just as quickly wiped away. Yeonjun turned you away from him, bent you over and stroked a rough hand up your ass.

Your hands swiftly found the wall, and used it to keep you stable, opening your legs so he would have full access to you. One rough smack to your ass echoed through the room, your yelp following soon after. “That is for teasing me" he told, voice hardly recognisable as his own anymore. Another spank to your ass made you let out a loud moan this time. “That's for acting like a pretty little slut.... And this one, is because I wanted too" he spoke, one final slap to your ass making a moan slip from your mouth.

Just as you were gaining back your composure and state of mind, you felt his cock press against your hole. Your eyes slipped closed as you concentrated on the small bit of stimulation you were desperate for. His cock slowly traveled up and down your slit a few times before he actually bottomed out inside of you. A moan ripped from your throat at the feeling of being aggressively stretched by his big cock, whilst a thick groan came from his own mouth.

For you the initial entrance was always the most pleasurable feeling, other than the orgasm of course, and because Yeonjun fingered you before fucking you were that bit more sensitive.

Every slip of his dick, in and out of your hole, had you whining desperately. His fingers reached forward and wrapped around your mouth, quickly realising you wouldn't be able to hold back your sounds. "As much as I do want to hear that slutty voice of yours, I think it's best you be quiet" he whispered, bringing his hips back before slamming into you.

It wasn't long before he was rocking into you at a brutal, pleasurable pace, your body slamming forward at the movement. Your hands slipped every now and then, the wet tiles not giving you as much grip as Yeonjun had on your hip. The water had your hair in a slick wave, travelling down your back and it would flick over your shoulder every other thrust, reminding you simply how hard Yeonjun was fucking you.

Just as you felt the knot in your stomach start to burst, his dick slipped out of you, the feeling fading slowly. He made quick work of flipping you around so you could face him as you whine "Fuck, no, Jjunie, I was going to cum!" Your voice sounded as an annoyed whisper, angry at his behaviour, but aware that people may hear you if you were too loud.

So far you had been lucky, nobody had come into the showering rooms. But that was to be expected, it's the middle of the day and people don't go to showering rooms mid schedule, let alone the ones at the company. Everyone is simply too busy with other things and have no reason to not use the showers at their dorms, which gave you the perfect spot to fuck.

His chest shook with that familiar chuckle as he picked you up, your legs wrapping around him naturally. The arms holding you up were as strong as you had always imagined after seeing him dance in his vests during dance practice. Now that they were around you in such a filthy act you felt your stomach swirl.

His dick slid back into your hole like it was nothing, your arousal paving the perfect path. Your back made contact with the wet tiled wall as he started fucking you again. "That's exactly why I turned you around, so I can see that beautiful look on you face when you cum on my cock". The very sound of his words had made you weak, a loud moan coming out of your mouth, despite you biting down on your lip to stop the sounds from escaping you.

He thrusted in and out of you, kissing at your neck roughly, probably leaving marks you'll hate him for later. With each kiss he left you felt a stinging sensation linger where his lips once had, that was enough to tell you he was marking you, that you were sooooo getting told off later, but you really couldn't care less.

Your hands roughly grabbed onto his back, your nails scrapping along it just as harshly as he was kissing your skin. You were just trying to grasp onto something, but the water had your pretty acrylics sliding across his skin. A low groan sounded from his throat "Fuck, keep doing that". You don't know what he loved so much about it, but you couldn't stop doing it, so you weren't one to complain.

As much as you felt the knot in your stomach start to burst, you tried to hold it off, not wanting to cum without him.

His movements started becoming erratic and you knew he was going to cum soon, and he wasn't the only one. You locked your lips to his, knowing you would moan loudly when you cum. One thrust, two thrusts, three and you had cum on his dick, but the thrusts didn't stop for him, he needed a few more before he had cum. You moaned into the kiss, his groans joining with yours.

When he pulled you off his cock you whined at the lack of warmth he provided. You detached your mouth from his, heavily panting with your head leant on his shoulder. Slowly, he helped you back into a standing position and under the water, so he could help clean you.

As he washed your hair you stared up at him, your hands placed on his abs. He looked so pretty flushed slightly red, and you knew that such a sight had made you blush.

You ran your hands all over his chest, feeling your fingers run up and down the definition. He chuckled, looking down at you as his hands massaged the shampoo on your scalp "It's nice to know you like my body~", he teased in a low mumble.

You huffed and took your hands from him "No need to be all cocky about it" you muttered, whining like a child that just got told off.

Staring up at him, a sudden thought crossed your mind “Yeonjun...?" You whispered, he nodded his head and you continued “how am I going to get out of here without being caught?".

He shrugged his shoulder and started washing his hair, not seeming all that bothered about the situation you were now in. "Yeonjun, help me think of something" you whispered to him, he shook his head with a laugh "no, cause it's not my problem. This is revenge for teasing me during dance practice, do you know how complicated it was to try and hide how hard I was. I hope this lesson will teach you something~ You will get caught. I won't, I did nothing wrong, all i did was shower. You are the one breaking the rules!"

You shook your head at him and pushed him out from under the water quickly washing yourself then getting your clothes back on. Seeing as they weren't wet you could continue to wear them.

Then you literally unlocked the door, left it wide open and ran out of the boy's bathroom. You were quick, not giving anyone the chance to see you, not that anyone was at this side of the company right now.

You made it back to the girls showering rooms and quickly dried your hair, re applied any other daily product and made it back to the dance studio before anyone could notice where you had gone.

You slid up next to Taehyun, your best friend, and he nodded at you, not really noticing you had gone anywhere. Five minutes later Yeonjun walked in with a sweet look on his face, his normally tucked hair behind his ears, not a single thing out of place. You hadn't even looked in the mirror, for all you knew you could look like shit.

You tried to mind your own business and stay huddled up in the corner, leaning on Taehyun. But Kai didn't seem like a fan of the idea. "Hey Hey (Y/N)! You are back! Come join us!?" He shouted, practically pulling you up to join him. You looked over to the group he was on about and as much as you loved them, you just didn't feel like it.

"Sorry Kai, not right now hmm~ l'm trying to get rest before we begin practice again. Go play with one of the other dancers~" you say, crumpling back down to Taehyun's side as Kai lets you go. "Hmmm, fine, but later though" he tells, quickly running back to them.

"Did you just go for a shower?" Taehyun asks? You slowly turn to face him and nod, knowing he had already figured you out. "Don't use the shampoo at the company again. This one doesn't smell right...

It's not your smell... does that make sense?". You couldn't help but giggle at him, you knew exactly what he meant, and it was adorable that he knew what smell suited you. "Noted, don't use this shampoo again" you joke, running your fingers through your hair, hoping he wouldn't notice how odd it was to take a shower halfway through dance practice, only to get sweaty again.

You glance up and see Yeonjun staring at you from the other side of the room. It wasn’t a friendly gaze it was teasing…. Oh lord, is it time for lesson two? What have you done?

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RUINED - CHOI SOOBIN - CHOI YEONJUN - NSFW

Soobin x fem!reader x Yeonjun

Genre : smut

Warning : dom !Soobin, kinda dom !yeonjun, sub! reader, model AU, oral! Male and female receiving, unprotected + pullout method, praise (good girl), pet names; (baby, sweetheart, pretty), marking, possessiveness, messy, reader gets referred to as ‘thing’, mention of dumbification, mention of dacryphilia, mention of size kink, slut shaming, a bit of plot, not proof read - will at a later date

Word count : 3,790

Summary : Soobin only wanted to know if you belonged to Yeonjun.. and what better way to find out than see if he can successfully seduce you. But- I’m doing so he may have provoked Yeonjun himself.

Authors note: it’s been awhile, so have this short unedited mess. Got an exam tomorrow guys but I did this instead of revising !!

It was your job to steal attention, make people want more, so why did you look more like a stripper than a model? Maybe that was just Soobin's opinion... maybe it was the leg slipping through the high slit in your dress, or the low cut of your dress, or maybe the way it hugged your body. Anyone would want to be you, or with you... apart from Soobin, because to him, you were just bothersome.

As you left the runway his eyes tried to chase after you, but only because you annoyed him, nothing else. He was curious what nonsense you'd be up to back there. Maybe you were trying to strip for his friend back there?

Why in the world was Soobin at a fashion show? Well to support his friend, Yeonjun, who happened to be walking at this event. He never intended on coming across you. He'd only ever heard about you from Yeonjun, and from what he'd said he imagined you to be cute and sweet, but what he was seeing was just a massive ball of annoyance. He was sure it was radiating off you like an aura. He hoped it wouldn't infect him.

When Yeonjun came out he forgot about you for a second, only cheering his friend on, who was modelling like his life depended on it. He heard Beomgyu mutter "LOL, still ugly" and Soobin had to hold back his laughter. Beomgyu was wrong of course, they both knew that Yeonjun was anything but ugly. It was his job to be stunning, and you and Yeonjun had the same job, so why weren't you stunning? Soobin couldn't even focus on Yeonjun walking back, he only wanted to figure you out.

Backstage you and Yeonjun hugged, "Jun, that was so good!!!" A soft compliment flew out of your mouth along with a sweet giggle, gripping his back tightly as you hugged him.

A gentle hand slid to your waist and gripped lightly, pulling you against him ever so slightly "Says you baby, you ate that stage~" he teased, hyping you up just like he always does. You pulled apart and continued to witter on about the show and how fun it was, until Yeonjun's friends were invited backstage. They all greeted Yeonjun quickly and teased him, making you giggle, they all seemed like good friends.

"Guys this is (Y/N)" he introduces you, wrapping his arm back around your waist and pulling you into his side. He was being rather touchy, but it was nothing new for Yeonjun. You slid out of his hold just enough to look at the four boys "Hey, I really hope you liked the show! I'm (Y/N)" you introduced yourself. But even once you were done introducing yourself, and the conversation had drifted back to Yeonjun, the feeling of eyes on you persisted.

It wasn't gentle eyes on you, like the feeling you get when Yeonjun watches you. No, these eyes were digging holes into your body. With nobody else around you assumed it had to be one of Yeonjun's friends, so you looked across the four and noticed the tallest one staring intensely at you. Even once you caught him his gaze didn't falter. Was he not ashamed of ogling you?

You weren't sure if he was intrigued by you or disgusted, so you smiled sweetly at him and gently waved your hand. You couldn't hear it, but you could tell by the way he moved that he tutted, but he smirked back at you afterwards. Was that his attempt at a smile? Or was he trying to flirt...? Who knows, not you! So, with that, you took the chance to retreat to your dressing room and quickly get ready to leave.

Adorned in your tight, short, black dress, you were now taking the time to lace up your heels, when you heard a knock at the door. It wasn't any old knock, it was Yeonjun's knock, a secret code. You guys had been working together for far too long now... the littlest things became a hobby at work. Like creating a secret knock so you knew it was each other, how sad.

The door opened and in came Yeonjun, strolling towards you casually and kneeling to do your shoes up. "Me and the boys are going to the after-party. You are coming with me sweetheart, is that alright?" He framed the words in such a way it seemed like a question, but it wasn't, he was telling you that you were coming with him. He already knew you were going, so he was practically announcing to you that you'd be his date.

Was that alright?

Sure, why not, it's Yeonjun after all.

"You could be more gentlemanly about it Jun" you mutter, pouting your lips in a strop. He chuckles at the sight of you, he had already been expecting this response, he liked toying with you a bit. He finishes with your heels and takes your hand raising you from your seat "Sweetheart, please may you accompany me to the after-party?" He asks, a smooth flow from one word to the next.

Pink flecks dust your cheeks, a soft giggle falling from your lips as you pull him towards the door, "Of course I will!". And just like that it was settled. Yeonjun was your date for the after-party.

When you reached the car, pulling Yeonjun behind you Soobin gets that feeling again, annoyance. His eyes wander to your intertwined hands, and he grows curious if you belonged to Yeonjun. Only one way to find out right... ask him? Wrong! Soobin was going to try seducing you all evening, and if he fails then you must be dating Yeonjun. If not, then score, Soobin bed an annoyance. It had to be the most accurate way to tell, because who could resist a man like Soobin?

The journey from the car into the building was always your least favourite bit. Paparazzi... they always had questions to ask you, whether it was about your ex, yourself, or a boy you had been seen with. The hot topic currently was questions about your ex and Yeonjun. They are just going to love that you were with Yeonjun.

The second you stepped out of the car, Soobin behind you and Yeonjun in front the cameras are flashing, asking questions and you keep your head down and mutter all sorts of 'fuck off's' under your breath. Yeonjun knows better than to take your hand and pull you through, but Soobin doesn't give a fuck. He slides his arm over your shoulder and pushes through the paparazzi to get you into the building in one piece. He had seen how worked up you were from behind, so he was partly trying to help, but mostly trying to test you and Yeonjun.

Inside he held you in front of him, one hand resting on your shoulder, the other on your waist. "Are you okay?" He spoke softly and when you looked up at him with those big thankful eyes, he couldn't help but smile at you. "Thank you, Soobin," you told him, small, soft, hand reaching out and patting his chest thankfully. The single touch sent a warmth through Soobin and when you took your hand away, he found himself following it, attempting to bring the feeling back to him.

It could've been a moment if Yeonjun hadn't came through the doors, dragging you away from Soobin and holding your face as he checked you for injury. "Are you okay, sweetheart?" He rushed and you quickly swat his hands away looking over at Soobin for a split second, only to find him watching. "I'm okay Jun, Soobin helped me out" you speak and Yeonjun smiles at you, then glances over at Soobin, raising an eyebrow in question, then walking away with you.

Soobin knew then that you were most likely dating, but he wouldn't back down that easily. You might just be close friends... right?

The night was long, and you found yourself pinging from boy to boy as they snatched you away from each other. It was almost like a sick and twisted game of ping pong. But the last time this happened was when Soobin dragged you to a room in the hotel. "Soobin we can't just go in here. Someone's stuff is in here!" You whisper shout at him. He chuckles at you, pulling you so you'd fall into his chest "Don't be so uptight, pretty, it's my hotel room.".

Your eyes widen and then you're met with questions "Why did you bring me here? I thought you wanted to do something?"

His hands slid to your hip, gripping tightly and his other hand tips your chin up to him "I do want to do something... any guesses?". His tone was teasing, absolutely filthy.

You gulped at his words, the small sound reaching Soobin's ears, making a chuckle slip from his lips. Yeonjun was right, you are adorable. Your big, helpless eyes meet his and you whisper, "Is it me?". And he hums pulling you further against his body, your hands reaching out to find a place on his shoulders.

"So you are a smart little thing after all, and here I was starting to think you were all looks" He chuckles head dipping down to your height, the distance between your lips diminishing until you hear a voice behind you.

"You've got to at least be gentlemanly with her" Yeonjun tuts, hands quickly sliding around you to pull you backwards against him. His hard cock hit right against your ass, making you painfully aware of the situation you were in. "Baby, please let me use your body... I promise I'll make it worth your time" he says, a sultry seductive tinge to his voice making you want to melt against him. Yeonjun was hardly being gentlemanly, but at least he had asked...

Soobin watched the sight, intrigued by how you were willing to give yourself to both of them. Soobin could work with that.

You hummed at Yeonjun's words, grinding your ass against his dick as he slides his hands up your tight dress, reaching the low neckline and gripping onto it. "I need your words, sweetheart, don't tell me you've gone dumb at the mere sound of my voice" he teased once again, head coming to your neck and kissing your sweet skin, before biting.

It urged an answer out of you "Yes, god, yes, use me" you cried, hands holding onto his, which quickly pulled the front of your dress down just enough for your tits to spill out, in a perfect display for Soobin. Yeonjun made sure to look into Soobin's eyes as his hands gripped at your chest, playing with your nipples, moans slipping out of your mouth. Yeonjun reattached his lips to your neck, sucking harsh purple bruises into your supple skin. He'll mark you up all pretty for him, that way Soobin won't have to think twice about who you belonged to.

Soobin was utterly mind-blown by how confident you both seemed, doing this in front of another person. But Soobin didn't hate it, in fact, he found himself loving it. The way your back arched every time Yeonjun sucked a certain spot, or rolled your nipples just right, had Soobin throbbing in his pants. He couldn't wait for you to be looking so fucked out and pretty for his cock. A stray hand ran down to his cock as he palmed himself, growing more and more turned on by the shameless sight.

"I'm gonna fuck you in this tight little dress" Yeonjun groans into your ear, hands pulling up the bottom, so your panties were exposed. Except, it took both of the boys by surprise when you weren't wearing any. Soobin visibly grew harder and couldn't stand it any longer, he had to touch you.

He quickly appeared in front of you "Ooo, such a bad little thing, huh? Wearing no panties and flirting shamelessly with two guys. You got dressed thinking about us fucking you, huh? You want us to fuck you, baby? Fill you up?" He groaned, hand running to your pussy and running his fingers along your slit, wetness meeting his fingers instantly. You moaned at the combination of his words and fingers, but the embarrassment only grew when Soobin spoke again. "Pretty little cunt dripping for us, hmm baby? Come feel her Jun" he told.

Yeonjun's hand reaches around your front and switches out with Soobin's, he ruts his hips against your ass at the feeling of your dripping onto his fingers "I never knew you were such a slut sweetheart... do you want us both, that badly" he teases, shaming you.

You nod quickly, your body working faster than your mind can. "Please, just fuck me" you beg, hand reaching out to palm Soobin's obvious boner. He groans and drags you to the bed. "Yeonjun, lay down, she's going to sit on your face", Soobin groans, quickly taking control of this whole thing, after all you and Yeonjun aren't actually together, Soobin can make demands as much as he wants, he has just as much power as Yeonjun, if not more.

Yeonjun wasn't sure how he felt about Soobin ordering him around, but he knew he wanted you to sit on his face, so he'd listen just this once.

The second Yeonjun was down you crawled towards him, but when you hesitated Soobin grabbed you by the chin, turning you to face him "Be a good girl and do it, baby, he'll make you feel good. And whilst he does that, you can suck my dick, huh?" He tells you, quickly kissing you afterwards. The second the kiss was done you nodded at him, and he let you go.

You hovered over Yeonjun at first, but he quickly wrapped his arms around your thighs and pulled you flush against his face, nose hitting your clit and tongue lapping up all your wetness, loving the taste of you on his tongue.

The second he began fucking you with his tongue your body tightened, trying to raise yourself from his face, but he pulled you back down, not making the same mistake of not gripping your legs this time.

Soobin hummed at the sight of you, tilting your chin with a finger so you'd look up at him "Does he make you feel good baby?". All words were ripped from your vocabulary, and you whined, nodding your head. Looking down at you, his hands moved to undo his trousers, but your hands quickly took over. Small gentle fingers rushed against his belt, against his button and finally against his underwear as you pulled them down.

Your frantic rush stopped the second you saw the size of him, he was big, far bigger than you'd ever seen. His hand weaves into your hair "What's wrong pretty, think you can't take it?" He chuckles pulling your face closer. Your eyes flutter up to look at him and you gently take his cock in your hand, kitten licking the tip. You looked tiny in front of him like this, moans slipping from your mouth, one hand barely covering half of him, your tongue slowly finding a rhythm as you take him into your mouth. Pretty lips wrapped around his cock and moans vibrated against him as Yeonjun continued to eat you out.

Soobin eases your head further and further until he realises, that if you are going to take all of him, it'll have to be by force. "This may hurt a little bit baby, Put your hand up if you want me to stop" he warns you, quickly thrusting into your mouth, tip hitting the back of your throat causing a choke and sob to rip from your throat. He shouldn't have been so turned on by the sight, but you just looked so pathetic. Tears spilled down your face, but you never raised your hand, you took it like a good girl.

As Yeonjun's tongue slides back into your dripping hole, you feel a tight knot building in your stomach, you knew were going to cum soon. The desperate whine in your voice told Soobin and Yeonjun enough, and their pace didn't stop, they went faster and harder, they were relentless. Your eyes scrunched shut as you came on Yeonjun's face, Soobin shooting his cum into your mouth not long after. You swallow every last drop and roll off Yeonjun. Glancing at him you see his face coated in your juice and your body burns a hot red. "Fuck, sweetheart, you taste so good" he heaved, looking over at your fucked out face as he palms himself. He was completely pussy drunk now, all he wanted, no, needed was you.

You open your legs and beckon him over, knowing words would fail you if you were to even try to speak. "Don't need to tell me twice..." he groans, undoing his trousers and throwing them onto the floor. He finds his place between your legs, pulling his boxers down. His dick hit your clit as he leant over you. "Such a sweet girl, but you look so filthy like this sweetheart." He mutters, wiping his face before he quickly links his lips with yours. It was wet and you could taste yourself on his tongue. As you kiss, he guides his dick to bottom out inside of you, a moan slipping from your lips as he does so. He finds a pace quickly, hand gripping the sheets next to you to hold him up as his other goes back to your tits, loving the way your noise only doubles at the new sensation.

Yeonjun let your lips go and tilted your head towards Soobin, so Yeonjun could get to your neck and mark it once again. The sight of Soobin intently watching as Yeonjun fucked you made your body burn, not only that, but he was already hard again. You watched him take his dick in his hand and play with himself as Yeonjun brutally attacked your body. Your hole was aching at the stretch he gave you, neck throbbing with pleasurable pain at each hickey he darkened or made.

Your hands came up to Yeonjun's back gripping on tightly as he moved slowly in you, pushing back in with a slam before speeding up once again. His rhythm had you sobbing and begging. You're not sure if the words made any sense or if they were nonsense, but you were trying. The knot in your stomach grew once again and when it burst Yeonjun fucked you through it before pulling out and cumming all over your stomach.

When Soobin came back over to take his place you were surprised to find that he flipped you over, so you were on top. You thought Soobin wanted control. Yeah, he did, he was going to slam you down onto his cock. Don't get the wrong idea...

When you began to sink onto his thick cock you realised, he was big, really big, and Soobin saw the fear in your eyes. That's why he pushed you down, his cock bottoming out inside of you, and a scream ripping from your mouth. He loved the fear in your eyes, and all because he was going to destroy your pretty little pussy. It's not his fault he's so big. You are just going to have to take it.

"That's it, baby, take it just like that hmm" he groans, fingers digging further and further into your hips with each thrust, promises of pretty crescent moon marks from the pressure. You just wrapped around him so perfectly that he thought he'd fallen in love right then and there.

With each thrust he could see his dick poking at your stomach, so he grabbed your hand and lead it there. When you gasped at the realisation, he hummed "fucking you so good baby. D'ya feel that? Filling you up hmm, you gonna want my cum too?". His words were confident but the groans in them gave it away, he was already getting close, and you weren't far behind.

You whine at him, nodding desperately for his cum. As your body gave in and fell against his chest, he took control of you and fucked desperately into you. You bit into his shoulder as the pleasure grew too much. You began whining desperately, teeth sinking into his skin but all that you whined was his name, like a mantra.

It fuelled him, the whine of his name so perfectly from your mouth as he ruined you for any other man. This pussy was his now, not Yeonjun's. You felt too good to belong to another man, he had to have you for himself. You wanted his cum, you called his name, you were going to be his.

"That's it, baby, call my name, beg for me. I'll fill you up, make you mine" he whispered in your ear, a sob meeting his ears in return.

With one last thrust, you both came together, his seed painting your gummy walls white. As you brought your mouth off his shoulder a stream of your drool slipped from your puffy lips. Soobin caught it with his thumb and kissed you quickly. "So pretty" he muttered. He could tell why you were a model, and he could tell why Yeonjun wanted you... You were stunning, despite him previously denying it. But it was too late now. You were Soobin's and nothing could stop him.

Soobin watched as Yeonjun came over and took care of you. Cleaned you up and kissed all of your sore spots. He even watched as Yeonjun fixed your clothes and threw his jacket over you, taking you outside before he quickly came back in without you. "Don't get it twisted Soobin! This was a one-time thing! She's mine, got it?" He spoke and Soobin nodded. The second Yeonjun was out of the door Soobin chuckled, a slick smirk on his face.

Soobin knew that no matter what Yeonjun did, you'd always want him, he could see it on your face. You belonged to Soobin, and he WOULD be coming back to prove that to Yeonjun sooner or later. Have fun whilst you can Yeonjun.

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MY PRETTY LITTLE MAID . PART 2 - CHOI SOOBIN - NSFW

First part 🫶

Choi Soobin x AFAB!reader

Genre: smut

Warning list: Dom boss!Soobin, Sub maid!reader, Soobin kinda mean, unprotected sex, praise (good girl, perfect), pet names (baby, my love, doll), degrading (slut, thing, cum dumpster), marking, possessiveness, jealous Soobin that thinks he’s hiding it (he’s not), calls Soobin Sir, mention of dumbification, mention of dacryphilia, oral m!receiving, a touch of plot, this is a mess, not proof read,

Word count: 3,070

Summary: Soobin can’t sleep at night, can’t compete his work sufficiently, can’t take his eyes off you, knowing that you leave his house and go straight to another man. Was he allowed to feel like that? Yes. Should he? Absolutely not- you were only his maid after all… and he- well he has a wife! 🫵home wrecker

Your knuckles clicked against the door, alerting Soobin's wife to your presence. The sound of her clumsily sliding to the door could be heard by her loud shouting and giggles. The second it swung open she greeted you, "Hiya darling. Come on in. It's still early, have you had breakfast?". Every morning, without fail, she asked if you'd eaten breakfast. You had absolutely no clue how Soobin could ever cheat on such a sweet lady.

"I have had breakfast, thank you. Where do you want me to start today?" You asked, smiling widely at her. You had to keep up the act, pretend that you'd never fucked her husband. It was easier said than done when she was so lovely. She reminded you of the man you'd been seeing recently. He was perfect for you, a match made in heaven. He was patient, loving, funny and incredibly handsome, he was more than you'd ever expected.

She smiled back at you "Start however you want to. As long as you get it done, I don't mind. I'm going on a small trip, so I won't be around today, but Soobin will be home. He has a day off, you know how he is though, he won't even put his laptop down. If you are unsure of anything you can check with him".

The second it rang in your head that Soobin would be home all day, you sighed ever so slightly. Last time that happened, you were rocked into their kitchen counter. But you made sure you kept a brave face and saw her out, smiling the entire way. You just hope she didn't know a thing or knew all about it but simply didn't care.

Soobin finally appeared about 2 hours later, in a casual outfit, not the usual suits you'd find him in before or after work. It was nice seeing him so relaxed, it was his home, after all, he should be comfortable.

You quickly followed him into the kitchen, the familiar click of the heels he'd brought you letting him know you were already here. "Good morning (Y/N)" he greeted you. You smiled brightly at him "Good morning, Sir. Did you have a better sleep tonight? Did I fluff the pillows right this time?" You asked, trying to determine whether you were actually any good at your job or only here for aesthetics, you are led to believe it was a bit of both.

He chuckles at you, sitting down at the island to eat his toast "It was lovely thank you. I even managed to get a lay in this morning. That might be because I slept late though" he pondered, sweet smile tugging at his lips. He seemed more peaceful than normal, despite seeming highly troubled. A beautiful smile graced his face but the scrunch in his nose and eyebrows wouldn't ease, no matter what you said.

You nodded at him "Probably Sir. Did you have something on your mind... would you like to talk about it? Maybe you'd get a better sleep" you suggested, standing at the opposite side of the island because you weren't allowed to sit without permission.

He nodded at you "Well you'd best sit then." He smiled, pointing to the seat next to him. Soobin may have been your boss, and you his maid, but in a way, you'd formed a connection. It may have been twisted and unprofessional, but it was nice.

Taking a seat in the chair you felt your dress ride up your thighs, but that was nothing new with the clothes Soobin got you. They were obviously small for a reason: Soobin's prying eyes.

"You're really sweet, did you know that?" He chuckles, taking another bite of his toast. You smile at him "I just like being there for people. It doesn't matter if you're my boss or some sad guy at a bus stop, I think it's important that everyone has someone" you tell him.

He nods "You're precious, but so awfully naive... hmm?" His voice was almost teasing, it may have seemed like a question, but it certainly was not.

"What do you mean, Sir?" You ask, and to that he cocks his head to the side, thinking for a mere moment. "Well, those plans you have every other night... they are dates right?" He checks, a quick nod coming from you, then he continues, "Why do you think the guy likes you? For your looks? Personality? Brains? What do you think it is about you that draws him in?" He wonders, a clear smirk spread across his face. Soobin had no reason for asking the question other than to convince you that whoever you were seeing wasn't worth anything compared to him, but how could he confidently say that whilst he had a wife. It was selfish, but he was okay to be such a thing, if it was all for you.

You remember the moments you've spent with the guy you've been talking to so far, it wasn't much, but every second meant something to you. You'd like to think he likes all of the aspects Soobin said about you, but how could you be sure? What draws him into you? "I believe it's my personality, Sir" you respond.

Soobin shakes his head "With a man it's never Personality first, a guy sees you before he hears you, he only cares to hear you after he's seen you. That, my love, is why you are incredibly naive" he chuckles.

Your head tilted to the side "Sir, did you spend the night staying up, thinking about how naive I am?" You question, small giggle falling from your lips. He shrugs, clearly not willing to answer that with words, fearful his tongue may betray him.

Finishing his toast and pushing the plate away from himself so he can lean on the island, he speaks, "It may seem ridiculous, but I care about you. That guy needs to treat you right, treat you like a real man, not some boy. I'd treat you like a real man." He chuckles after, almost playing his comment off as a joke to you, but you caught it. Soobin's words, Soobin's- offer.

He was kidding, right? No way he seriously meant it. Whatever was between you, it had only ever been fucking before.

You rise to your feet, taking the plate from in front of him and placing it in the sink, ready to clean later. You swiftly got him a glass of water and his vitamins. "Here Sir, make sure to take care of yourself. Thank you for looking out for me, I truly appreciate it. But you shouldn't waste your nights thinking about me" you suggest. He nods at you, soft smile pulling his lips up, and you knew that he'd heard you, he just had nothing else to say. You excused yourself, returning to the living room to clean.

About 10 minutes later he joined you, throwing himself lazily on the sofa. His laptop rested in his lap and glasses slid onto his face, ready to get to work. He sat, mostly, in silence, checking his emails and typing on his laptop every now and then. If he wasn't quiet, he was talking at you, not too you. He was saying nothing exactly noteworthy he was just enjoying your presence.

It was meant to be his day off from work, but yet he was sat there, working. "Sir, sorry for the intrusion. But are you working on your day off?" You asked, looking up at him as you spoke.

When Soobin looked at you, he couldn't help but notice your position, sat on the floor, legs bent on either side of you and arms resting in between your legs to hold you up, you looked so pathetic and begging like that. He really wanted to fuck you dumb... until all you could say is his name. He loved the way you called him sir even whilst he was drilling into you, but he longed to drive his name off your pretty lips.

"Unfortunately, yes. Without me, the company is a fool's market." He chuckles, quickly returning to his laptop, eyes not lingering on you like before.

It almost hurt your pride to have him look away so soon, he'd never done that before. So, to fix the problem a sudden idea came to mind, it was a horrible idea, one that could never happen again after this. But you'd let it happen one last time, for old times' sake, before you pursue that guy you liked.

"Would it help if you had something to take your mind off the company, Sir?" You questioned, quickly shuffling your dress further up your thighs before he looked over.

He discarded his laptop to the side of him, flicking his gaze to you, the change of your dress didn't go unnoticed. His eyes ran up the soft plush of your thighs, pushing against your hands so beautifully. He needed the be in between those sweet legs, he needed to kiss all of you, savour you… whilst he could.

The side of his lips quirk up at the sight of your appearance, "Pray tell Doll... what do you have in mind?" He spoke, in that usual deep gravely tone his voice rested at when he needed you.

You crawled along the floor to him, back arching perfectly with each movement. Low neckline allowing your tits to spill ever so slightly out the front. Dress resting above your ass, exposing it perfectly to the wall behind you. He wasn't sure which side of you he'd rather be on....

Stopping at his legs, you slowly wrapped your hands around his legs, gently grazing your fingers up to his thighs. The movement sent shivers up his spine, the feelings of you touching him was always so delightful.

His eyes darkened before you as you came up on your knees, lent a hand on either side of his hips, pushing the plush of your chest against his clothed dick. "Would I be enough of a distraction for you, Sir?" You offered, doll eyes looking up at him so innocently despite the words that fell from your mouth.

"More than enough Baby~" he whispered, hand wrapping into your hair as he gazed down at you, his eyes lingering on your chest a while longer. His hands ran to your chest, knowingly pinching your nipples through your dress, adoring the way you so easily response to him with moans. ''Such a pretty little slut'' he groaned, pulling your dress down so he could feel you. There isn't much Soobin loves more than the feel of your soft tits in his hands.

That was new, Soobin had never called you a slut before. He wasn’t stupid though, the light shake of your legs, told him all he needed to know. "D'ya like that baby? me calling you a slut" he teased, hands continuing to play with your chest, rolling your nipples till he got a response he craved. A pathetic moan came from your lips, and you nodded at him, cheeks flushing an embarrassing pink.

"good~ because that's what you are- a slut that shares what's mine. do you give your pretty fucking pussy out to everyone" he demands, gripping you harder to the point you desperately shake your head "You are the only one that's seen me like this", you whimper, tears brimming at the sides of your eyes from the mild pain Soobin was rushing through you.

The confession was clear to him, you'd been with nobody else, but him. "Aww my innocent little slut ~ promise me, baby, don't let anyone else see you like this."

You lowered back to the floor and played with the drawstring of his trousers "I promise Sir, I'm all yours" You whined pouting your lips at him. He ran a thumb over your bottom lip, responding "Do a good job and I'll forgive you for ditching me for that guy all week" he chuckled.

Quick nods come from you "I'll be a good girl. Please forgive me Sir" you muttered, hastily pulling at his trousers, desperate to serve him. He watches your shaking hands and takes them in his own, kissing each one and helping you "calm down baby, it's nothing different than your used to." He reminds and with that, you relax, hands carefully gripping the base of his dick and kissing the tip. You gently slide your tongue along his shaft, a low groan slipping from his mouth, eyes fluttering closed.

"Don't try and tease me, baby. You told me you'd be a good girl, or are you a liar now? Has that guy made you a bad little thing? Do I have to fuck you into behaving..." he tells you, sliding his fingers into your hair and gripping. He guides your mouth onto his cock, and you had no choice but to take it when he thrusts into your throat. If you were going to act like a bad girl, he'd fuck your throat so sore you can't even talk...

He dominates you so easily. Like a dumb little bunny, you follow his motions, sucking him off the way he wants you to. How Soobin wanted you he got you... only when you were fucking though, he could never truly be with you the way he wanted.

His face scrunched up as a pleasant groan slipped out. He began holding your head still and fucking into it, the tip hitting the back of your throat, leaving a burning sting behind. Your own face scrunching up and your pretty glossy eyes looking up at him was so delicious, so very perfect.

"Don't make a mess. Be a good little maid and swallow it, can you do that baby?" He asks you. You nod gently at him, his pace instantly growing faster and more desperate as he chases his release. He was loud, each thrust accompanied by a groan or a "good girl". His white cum painted your throat as you swallowed it.

The second he'd come down from his high he pulled out, slipping a thumb past your wet lips to open your mouth. The sight of his cum all swallowed made him smirk "Such a good maid, but a better cum dumpster, huh doll?". The words made you whimper, closing your lips around his thumb to suck on it. With a quick glare, he slides his thumb from your lips and pulls you into his lap. "Gonna fuck you like this, teach you a lesson on how a real man treats you, at least then you'll have something to compare him to~," he tells you, his cock still hard underneath you.

He pulls your panties to the side and teases your hole with his dick, the mere tip already stretching you out. You loved the way Soobin wrecked you, he was so terribly massive. But you were made to take him, your hole was so perfect for him. After endlessly fucking you, he'd managed to shape your body into behaving for him, like his own personal toy. That's exactly what you thought you were to him, a fuck doll, so why was he so caught up by this other guy...

You looked so delicious, tits in his face, legs straddling him, pretty wide eyes looking at him beggingly, lips wet with droll from sucking him off. "This dress is my favourite on you- Hugs you so perfectly, and makes you look so irresistible. Makes me hard whenever I think about it. Whenever I hear your heels in the halls, I always hope you're wearing it" Soobin groans into your ear, kissing sloppy marks to your neck. Pathetic whimpers fly out of your mouth, no response given to him. He knows you go dumb for him just by a little stimulation, the tip of his cock is probably too much for your pretty little cunt.

"You're perfect (Y/N)" he whispers, pushing you down onto his cock, hungry walls welcoming him with wet noises. A filthy groan slipping from your mouth. "Fuck" you mutter, head coming down to rest on Soobin's shoulder. The way your cunt clenched around him from being stretched both stung and twisted your gut with pleasure.

His hands grip your hips and holds them in place as he fucks up into you, little crescent moon marks promising to show up on your skin. Moans slip from your lips into his ear and the sound only pushes him further. Each tight grip of your gummy walls around him ripped a groan from him; he'd never met someone more perfect than you in his life.

"He could never fuck you like this. No matter what you do, you'll always miss my dick" he groans, the breaths fanning against his neck growing heavier as he thrusts. He'll ruin you today, make sure no man could ever suffice again, you'll be his even if you stray far away. Your body will remember his dick, and always crave it.

You had no words, nothing to say to your boss. All you could think about was the way he was fucking you "s' good" you moaned, music to Soobin's ears.

Your lips attached to Soobin's neck, kissing and sucking wet hickeys onto it, but Soobin didn't even seem to mind. "You want me to be yours doll? Tryna claim me? Tryna let my wife know" he smirks, slamming you down onto his cock and then stilling.

You raised your head to catch his gaze " Tryna make Sir feel good" you mewled, swollen lips catching his attention. "I'm all yours baby" he told you, the distance between your lips diminishing, his thrusts starting back up once again. Each slam of his hips up into yours had you falling against him, the pleasure taking complete control of your body, it was too much to hold yourself up. You were a slave to Soobin and everything he did to you.

It didn't take long before you were a panting, desperate mess on top of him, begging for your release. "Please sir- s' good. I'm a good girl, please S-Soobin" you mumbled incoherently into his ear. It was adorable how franticly you begged; how absolutely pathetic you turned by the feeling of his cock stretching you out. But that's not what had his hips stuttering towards yours, it was the fact his name had finally fallen from your lips. A burning fire lit in his heart in that moment, and he knew he had to make you feel the way he felt.

His forehead was pressed against yours as he whispered to you "My pretty little maid". The words felt sinful, so terribly wrong but so deliciously right

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AND THEY WERE ROOMATES - KANG TAEHYUN - NSFW

Taehyun x AFAB!reader

Genre: smut

Warning list: Roomates!Taehyun, dom!taehyun, sub!Reader, fingering, degrading (bad girl, dumb, slut, whore), praise (good girl), use of rules, talk of punishment, deprived of the dick she deserves, use of "sir', not proof read yet,

Word count: 1,255

Summary: You only put on your roommates shirt (to tease him) and you were only minding your business (you were definitely showing your body off) and he got cocky and claimed you were doing it purposefully (you 100% were, you needed him)

A/N: Early post for Taehyun’s birthday because I’m too busy to post on the day. Happy birthday Taehyun!!!

"You sit around in my shirt all day, panties out, nipples hard, and expect me not to stare, doll?" Taehyun scoffed, easing closer and closer to you.

The situation you were currently in had only ever been a fleeting dream, a thought that would stain your mind a dirty red, you had never thought it would actually come true.

Currently, you were sandwiched between your sofa and Taehyun. This, of course, was entirely your intention when you put on his shirt, no trousers... but his words and actions still had your mind going blank and shivers racking through your body. When you'd imagined how this may go, you'd never expected Taehyun to be so dominant, or frustrated by just a top.

His hand teasingly ran up your leg, fingers barely grazing your skin, almost like a tickle. You were so sensitive, shaking for him already pathetic. Sparks igniting your skin with want, need.

"it's so baggy, but even then it doesn't cover you properly. Every time you bend over I see your perfect ass." He pauses, running his hand further and further up your soft leg, only just reaching you knee. He was taking his precious time with you, making you wait.

"It hangs off your shoulder you know...I think you'd look better all marked up for me" he finishes, hand reaching the plush of your thigh and squeezing. Not gently like you'd expected, no, he dug his fingers into your skin, he wanted to FEEL you.

You couldn’t think of much but him, but you knew this was strange, even for a flirty Taehyun. He'd rendered you essentially useless with his stupid touches, and sultry words. "Tae, what are you doing?" You whispered, lacking confidence to raise your voice at him when he was so very close to your body. Scared your voice might break and he’ll know how desperate you are for him.

He leant over you, pushing you further into the sofa. "What's it look like I’m gonna do doll... I'm gonna fuck you~" he chuckles. Your thighs act subconsciously and squeeze together, encasing his hand in the soft plush of your thighs. A sigh escaped him as he spoke, "oh? And that's exactly what you want isn't it? Such a bad girl" He draws closer, expectedly.

He was looking for an answer, but you didn't have one, you were wordless, such a dumb fucking slut. He had you wrapped around his finger, but you just couldn't figure out how to comply.

He tuts, pushing his hand higher up your legs until he reaches your clothed cunt, panties wet with arousal. "Answer me slut~" He ordered, seemingly unsurprised by how soaked you were. He just knew you've been walking around the flat all day just thinking about him fucking you, such a naughty little thing-

You chocked on your words, but you got them out like he wanted, "y-yes... I was hoping the s-shirt would catch your attention" you admitted, looking away from him in embarrassment.

He grabs your face roughly and forces you to look at him, his eyes were a deep black, no twinkle like normal. He was hungry, and you would be his meal.

“it's rude to look away from someone whilst they are speaking to you. You really have no manners, huh? First you tease me with this fucking shirt, next you can't even answer me, then you look away from me whilst I'm talking. I'm gonna have to teach you some manners huh? Teach you how to be a good girl?" He pushes his fingers past the brink of your panties, the tips of his fingers instantly coated in the pool of desire between your legs. A gasp instantly slipped from your lips when he circled your clit. "Not gonna answer me slut?" He groaned, eyes darker than you'd ever seen them.

"I'll be a good girl! Fuck me!" You whine, grinding down onto his hand. He leans back so he's sat in between your legs, gripping your hip to hold you in place "first lesson, stay still. I'll fuck you how I want, you’ll take it how I give it… understood slut?".

"Understood" you whimper, nodding pathetically as he begins to sped up. He hums in approval "if you break a rule I'll have to punish you, do you understand that?" He asks once again. You nod at him, once again but quickly remember you need to respond "yes Tae" you whine.

He hums in thought before quickening his pace with his fingers, brutally fucking you dumb. He leans back over you, hand resting next to your head to hold himself up as he whispers in your ear "from now on its yes sir, you got that whore?".

You whine at the sound of his demand and moan "yes s-sir". His lips quirk up so sinfully, god he loved the sound of you calling him sir. He couldn't take the distance anymore, he finally closed the space between your lips as he kisses you. Each move was calculated, mastered like a skill.

His tongue slipped into your mouth as you moaned, seizing the chance to further take control of you, to use you like a puppet. Your tongues twirled together, until he quickly pulled back and bit your lip. Droll slipping from the corner of your mouth and lips swollen from kisses, you whimper "s-sir, please- wan' your cock" you beg. You were utterly pathetic, utterly adorable, perfect... absolutely perfect.

He tuts at you "is this not enough for you doll? Do you need more? Do I not make you feel good enough?" He asked, but it was all a trap, questions to make you trip up so he could punish you. He begged you'd slip up and break a rule so he could have you laid over his lap begging for him to stop as he spanks your pretty ass. He needed that.

"Feel s' good- I just need you" you whine, hands coming up from gripping the sofa to touch his abs, gently running your fingers down till you reach his joggers.

He tuts at your action, using his spare hand to grip both of yours, restraining your movement. A sly smirk spreads across his face, he'd finally caught you doing something else wrong, but technically it wasn’t a rule, so he can’t punish you yet. But he’ll make it a rule. You’ll do it again and he'll punish you, for your own benefit of course.

"next rule, don't touch me, unless I give you permission. It's a privilege you have to earn by being good for me~" he teases, bringing your hands up to his face and licking your wrist teasingly.

"Sir, please, I need you" you begged once again, trying not to wriggle as he begins to finger fuck you again. "You don't get my cock till you follow all the rules. D'ya understand that whore?" He tuts, and suddenly the realisation dawns upon you, it sounds like you won't be getting his cock at all today.

You nod at him "okay, I'll be good, so good" and by that point you sound so dumb and needy for his cock that he's almost willing to give it to you, but he'll stay strong. He needs to teach you a lesson first. Bad girls who tease him don't get what they want, even if it's what he also happens to want. He wanted to fuck you stupid, drill you into the sofa, but not now, maybe later tonight-

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ONE DATE - CHOI BEOMGYU - NSFW

Beomgyu x AFAB!reader

Genre: smut

Warning list: kinda brat tamer! beomgyu x kinda brat! reader (there’s isn’t much emphasis), private in public, fingering! F receiving, pet names (Sweetheart, pretty girl), mention of withheld orgasm, I don’t think there is anything else- let me know if I missed something.

Word count: 2,169

Summary: Beomgyu was desperate since the day he saw your face, and to get you he’d decided a pick up line MUST work— right?

A/N: this is my entry for @matchaxmatcha ‘s Valentine’s Day event! I hope you all enjoy!

Every day without fail he stood there, in front of the counter with another dumb pick up line, followed by a question.

"if you were a vegetable you'd be a cutecumber!" He smiles at you, a smile you'd grown to love. Then he says the question "will you let me take you out on a date?".

The wording of the question had changed over the weeks from "go on a date with me", "please go on a date with me", to fairly recently "let me go on a date with you please". It was cute in a way, that he wanted to go out with you so badly that he changed the wording to make it more special.

You remember the first time you'd seen him. The bell on the door clung charmingly as he entered, and you looked up from your book and smiled at him "good evening". It was how you greeted everyone who entered. But this time you were caught of guard, it wasn't an older person waking into the small bookshop like normal, no, it was a man, seemingly your age. His hair was fairly long, enough to tuck behind his ears, his eyes were a deep pretty brown, and his smile, oh his smile. He caught your eye instantly. He smiled back at you, lips curving beautifully, "good evening right back at you!".

You were hoping he'd continue to speak to you , but he didn't, he opened his phone and seemingly scrolled. Normally you'd go back to your book but instead you pulled out your phone and opened the camera to check you looked at least okay. Noticing your hair looks messy you put your phone down and began tying your hair back up, hands in your hair, bobble gently between your lips. And suddenly he peeks out from a bookcase and speaks "hey there-" he paused, looking at you for a second then chuckled and continued as you rushed to tie your hair "I was wondering if you could help me find a book. It's for my friend. He told me it was called 'before the coffee goes cold'."

Finally done with your hair you smiled at him, leaving the counter "oh yep, we definitely have it. Do you know if he's looking for the first of the series or a different number?" You questioned, making sure you did your very best.

Shrugging, he pulled out his phone with a swift movement and called his friend "here, Soobin, you speak to this lovely bookstore lady" and then he hands you his phone with a smile. You bashfully took it "hello?" You mutter. And the man on the other end sighs "hello, sorry about him, he's stupid. Do you have the stock of the full series of before the coffee goes cold? I don't want them all now, only the first, but if I like the first I want to know I could get the others" he explains.

You giggle lightly "yup, we have the full set. Your friend here can buy number one today and I'll put the others on hold. What name do you want me to put them under?" You questioned.

The man you knew was called Soobin chuckled to himself "thank you so much. Can you put them under Choi Beomgyu please". That certainly wasn't his name, but if that's what he wanted.

"Of course, have a lovely day, and I hope you enjoy the book" you tell him, as if you were serving him in the shop.

Handing the phone back to the man infront of you he said bye to his friend then gazed up at you. "So? What did he decide?" He asked, genuinely curious.

You began walking to where the set was and you heard him follow behind you "he wants the first one today. And I'm putting the rest of the set on hold for him" you explained grabbing up the four books and taking them to the till.

There you continued to serve the man and he made small talk. "What's your name then?" He questioned, watching as you wrapped up the first book so prettily. "I'm (L/N) (Y/N), and you?". He smiles at you, that fucking gorgeous smile "Choi Beomgyu. You have a pretty name". You suddenly realized what Soobin was up to, he was planning on sending his clueless friend in every time he wanted a book, but why?

You wrote him name on the paper and put it on top of the remaining stack and moved it to the side as you charged him and handed him the book. By the time he left he knew: how old you were, your name, that you had a cat, that you loved working here. And you were sure, with his curiosity he'd know more on his next visit.

And he did, each week he visited for a new book for Soobin, and each week slowly became every other day, which quickly became every day, with pick up lines, and the invite for a date.

As much as accepting his offer excited you, teasing him was so much more fun. You liked that he was adamant, and by this point you would call him a friend.

Until today, where everything became different. He normally came in midday, most likely after he's done something else, attended a class, worked his shift? You weren't really sure, that was something you meant to ask. But today he payed his daily visit in the evening right before the shop was meant to close, a minute before the shop was meant to close.

The door chimes with the usual bell, and you inwardly groaned at an annoying customer, until you looked up and realised it wasn't a customer, it was only Beomgyu. "What do you want Beomgyu?" You smiled at him, moving past to lock the shop door so nobody else could come in. Then you began tidying up, accepting that he wouldn't leave anytime soon.

He smiles at you "you. I want you." He muttered, knowingly loud enough for you to hear it. You smacked him around the shoulder lightly with a book, then moved down the aisle to put it back where it belongs. "Don't be so suggestive Beomgyu~ I haven't even said yes to the date yet". And you knew the second that you'd said 'yet' you'd screwed yourself over.

As you slotted the book back where it belongs he chuckles, an obvious smirk in the sound. "Yet? Oooo~ I knew you wanted me too. Do you want me to go about my normal routine or do you want to just say yes now?" He teased.

You continued to put the books away, him following shortly behind you. You giggled "no, do indulge me Beomgyu... I want to know how bad it'll be today."

He chuckled and spoke "Are you a basketball hoop? Because I'd love to put my balls in your basket.".

You spun around a deadpanned "What is that even meant to mean Gyu?". At first you belived Beomgyu was genuinely coming up with them, but now you were sure his search history was full of ‘best pick up lines’, ‘pick up lines that get a girl’, ‘pick up lines that work’. You had no doubt in your mind

He chuckled at you and took a few steps closer "Whatever you want it to mean, sweetheart". There was a daring look in his eyes as he looked down at your lips, the thought of kissing you crossing his mind several times in the span of a second.

You caught yourself thinking the same thing, you wanted to feel him, to be with him, to finally say yes to him. "Yes, okay yes I'll go on a date with you!" You borderline shout, and instead of kissing you he teased "I knew you'd say yes one day! I'm so-"

"Shut the fuck up, and kiss me you idiot!". You cut him off, grabbing his shirt in your fist and pulling him towards you, the distance mere centimeters at this point.

Beomgyu had been trying to do this for atleast 3 months, He wasn't going to say no now. So he met you half way, hands finding their place on your waist as your lips pressed together so desperately. It was pure lust, pure desire, you wanted him just as badly as he wanted you. He was driving you crazy each day, but you were too stubborn to say yes, it was just too fun making him work for it. But now, lord, now you have him.

Your hands slid into his long hair, tugging gently on his locks and feeling him groan into the kiss. His hands slowly climbed from your hips under your top, your bare skin burning under his touch. The way he felt against you was more than you could’ve ever asked for, it was electric, like he was the one for you. Nobody has ever made you feel the way Beomgyu does.

He begun walking you backwards, hands running higher under your shirt until he got to your chest. Your back slammed into the bookshelf and Beomgyu chuckled as a book fell off “gonna have to clean that up pretty girl~”.

You ran one hand from Beomgyu’s hair down his chest and to his belt as you spoke “mhmm~ gonna have to clean you up aswell”.

Beomgyu had never had someone come back at him with the energy he was giving, but he loved it. He couldn’t wait to rip that energy out of you by fucking you dumb. He’d make you the perfect little toy tonight. “Dream on sweetheart” he chuckled, head falling to your neck to kiss messy marks down your soft supple skin.

His fingers rolled your nipples between his fingers, pulling moans from you as you tried to undo his belt. You were pathetic, not even being able to undo his belt, it was almost cute. Beomgyu released one of your boobs and pushed his hand under your small skirt, hand landing between your legs on your clothed cunt.

“I’m gonna make such a mess of you, right here where you work-“ he chuckled against your neck, sucking a soft red mark into your skin right after. You gave up on Beomgyu’s belt as soon as he begun pushing your panties to the side to rub your clit. His fingers slid in between your folds collecting your desire and dragging it to your clit. He drew small circles on you, slowly but steadily, whilst his other hand continued to play with your tits. Small whimpers fell from your lips, so pathetic and so cute. Beomgyu loved it-

You body felt hot, and you needed him, needed to really feel him. “Gyu please, wan’ more”, you stuttered the words out over your whines. In return beomgyu smirked, a stupid cocky smirk. You loved it.

His hand falls from your tit and grabs your leg and holds it up at his waist so he can get to your pussy better. “You need more pretty girl? Then beg for me” he teased, stopping his ministrations on your cunt entirely.

You nearly sobbed at the loss of contact “please Gyu, please, I need you - I need more- I wanna cum” you babbled, hands gripping his shirt tightly, pulling him closer to you.

“As you wish then sweetheart” he smiled, leaning in to kiss your lips as his fingers slid to your dripping hole, squeezing around nothing at the thought of him. He thrusted his fingers into you, your tightness making it difficult for him to even move his fingers, and god he became desperate for you. Couldn’t wait to feel that tight little pussy wrapped around him, you’d make him feel so good.

He set a pace with his fingers, brutally bringing you closer and closer to a high as moans ripped from you. He looked at your face and wondered what you’d look like when you came, would you be as beautiful as normal- or better? Flushed a pretty pink, lips swollen, sweat dripping… god he’d want you all over again. Or would you look better if he denied you of your orgasm? Eyes wide in shock as you looked at him and begun begging, pushing yourself onto him more. Ahhh- he couldn’t decide.

You clenched around him and he chuckled at you “wanna cum sweetheart? Wanna cum on my fingers?” He teased you. You nodded aggressively at his words, and gripped his shoulders tightly, trying to keep yourself balanced. “Gyu please- gonna cum- please-“ you begged subconsciously, not even aware of the words falling from your lips.

Only a few more thrusts of his fingers and you had cum all over then. Wetness dripping down your thighs, body twitching as he continued to fuck you through it, head thrown against the bookcase as you tried to catch your breath.

You looked perfect- and he couldn’t wait to make you do that all over again on his cock.

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