summary: Han su-gang, your bully, that you hated so much… but did you really?
warnings: smut, rough sex, non-con but shes into it lowkey, degrading
Han su-gang. You hated him. He made your life a living hell alongside his stupid friends that only laughed at your suffering and the way he humiliated you.
Another day- another beating? Humiliation? Empty words just to make you shake with fear?
You weren’t the only person he bullied, it was almost the whole school. He came in and sometimes his eyes landed on you for a few seconds before he moved his sight to someone else just to fuck with them.
So many nights you spend fearing for the next day and what’s gonna come. You tried to make sense of it sometimes. It felt different, when it was just you and him. Sometimes he would take you to another classroom telling his friends he is gonna beat you up so much. And he did. But strangely different when you were alone. There was a lot of weird fucking tension.
„Listen Su-gang I- I can explain I can do something, anything please just don’t beat me up so much.” You always begged. He’d just stare at you and then smirk. The empty smirk you hated so much.
He walked up to you. One step. Then another. You moved till your back hit the wall. And he was inches away from you. He just whispered in your ear like you were one of his bitches, like he didn’t bully you each day.
„Anything..huh?” He just chuckled implying exactly what you thought.
„I didn’t mean it like that.” You whispered not moving an inch.
He looked you in the eyes, faking offence. Jerk.
„Why not? You whore. I bet you secretly dream about me anyways” What did he just call me? Before you could even think about any consequences of your actions you pushed him of off you. And you ran. Ran like hell. You opened the door and you ran till you were out of the damn school you hated so much.
Meanwhile without your knowledge su-gang stood in the classroom having enough of this.
He kept lying to himself he just bullied you specifically so much, because you were annoying. Disposable. Easy target. You never really dared to do anything, but you also weren’t acting like a little bitch…well sometimes you did, when he pushed it too far. He would never admit to anyone, not even himself, the many nights or just quick breaks in the bathroom, where he jerked off at the thought of fucking you. Why? He asked himself. He never really made any sense of it and he didn’t plan to as well.
He didn’t do feelings or love. But he did fuck, like a lot. No one could get him off as well as the thought of you though.
When you came home it was late afternoon. You sprinted to your room, before your parents came home and just undressed from your uniform into comfortable clothing. You sat on the bed and kept replaying whatever the fuck happened once again.
„Why the fuck do you keep taking me somewhere private more often..” you murmoured to yourself as you changed the side you were laying on. Little did you know the growing issue your bully had with you.
It was getting late and you watched some new k-drama that came out, you stopped the show and turned off your laptop heading to your bathroom for a shower.
On your way to the shower your phone buzzed. You opened it and saw a text from your dad.
dad: sorry honey, ill be home really late. Make it up to you next weekend?”
You didn’t reply. Just sighed. It was always like this, your parents fought, your mom got mad, your dad had to fix the mess and then go work extra hours. You just got used to it at this point. You opened your door to the bathroom undressing and turning the shower on waiting a bit for it to turn hot. As you were one foot in the shower your phone buzzed again.
„cmon dad..” you took your foot out and came to the sink again. When you looked at the message you froze. This can’t be happening. This is not real.
unknown number: thought i would pay you a visit after our little interaction in the classroom to make sure my little whore was okay. Open the door. Now.
This is a fucking joke right? What the fuck were you supposed to do now? Pretend youre not home? How did he even get your number? And adress? You turned the shower off standing there for another minute—ding ding
unknown number: you have two minutes before i break the fucking door and drag you by the hair outside.
You dropped your phone, panicking. You quickly threw on your crop top and pajama pants. Fuck, you’re literally naked. You ran quickly to your bedroom across the hall and threw on a zip up hoodie to at least cover your nipples that could be seen through the white top.
You ran to the front door of your apartment and unlocked the door literally freezing in the doorway at the sight of him. You looked at him, he was wearing his green bomber with his perfect fucking tie, hair styled with his empty look. He looked you up and down and then poked his tongue in his mouth. You just covered yourself more and asked him „What do you want? Why did you come here? How did you even get inside?” You stumbled out the most important questions that you could possibly think of in this very second.
„So many fucking questions, kitty cat..” he pushed through you and welcomed himself in your apartment taking the handle of the front door and closing it. Locking it. You just watched him as he looked around the apartment, hands in pockets and small smirk plastered on his face, then he looked at you. Like really looked, it wasn’t as empty for a second and you noticed it. You didn’t mention it. No. But noticed.
„I had to pull a lot of strings to get here, though you don’t look as happy to see me hm?” He took a step forward—closer to you.
You just watched him not knowing what to really do. You nervously picked skin on your fingers.
„I asked you a question.” He tilted his head clearly enjoying seeing you so uncomfortable not knowing what to expect from him.
„I.. I um.. what do you want from me?” You kept your voice down looking him in the eyes, because that was the only weapon you had left to use. Eye contact. You couldn’t do anything else to stand up for yourself, so at least you did this to pretend you weren’t fucking terrified of him and had some power over what was happening.
„I just.. show me your bedroom.” He said coldly.
„What?..” Why the hell does he need to know where your bedroom is and hopefully it wasn’t what you were thinking. God, please may he not rape me.
„Show me your bedroom, now Y/N” he said more sternly. You just nodded slowly and guided him towards your room. Before you could turn around you heard the door being closed. When you turned around you saw him walking towards you, not really quickly but not slowly as well, just enough so you were caught off guard. You backed off a bit, but before you could miss him completely he put a hand on your throat—not choking, just holding enough to make breathing harder. Your eyes widened and you opened your mouth to say something, but he cut you off
„I hurried here. I didn’t punish you for slapping me and yet you still seem to be completely oblivious to the fact that if you were anyone else you’d be dead right now.” He whispered in your ear. You could feel his warm body against yours and your face tingled, when he whispered that to your ear. All you could think about was how your body started to react. And how fucking wrong this is.
„I’m sorry” you whispered, he moved his head to look you in the eyes and you could hear his breathing, like really hear—you almost believed he wasn’t alive when you we’re in school, because you never heard his heart beat—only knowing his cold gaze. Now you did hear it though.
„I noticed the way you look at me..you want me to fuck you hm?” His head got closer to you moving to the side just waiting for your response. What? What the hell was happening.
You never ever allowed yourself to acknowledge the fact that you did find him attractive in a way. Like a lot. You also never acknowledged the fact that when your fingers were inside of you, sometimes your mind wandered off to the thought of him being the one doing it. You never allowed yourself to think about it after. You clearly had some fucking issues and you didn’t wanna deal with that.
„I-Im.. what are you talking about su-gang?..” you breathed out without realizing. Immediately regretting not controlling yourself more. He moved his hand to the bottom of your throat and let the hand rest there, while his other hand reached your jaw near your ear.
„I bet if I reached down between your legs right now, you’d be soaked.” He said in such calm tone all while having that confident smirk of his. Your breath hitched and you quickly answered
„No.. I wouldn’t. I’m not.” You looked up at him your breathing quicker now. He noticed everything. Every little reaction you had. Well, more like your body had. He knew you hated that you wanted him to fuck you. And he hated he wanted to do it. He dragged his right hand from your jaw slowly alongside your chest, your stomach and he stopped on your waistband. He looked you in the eyes.
„Fucking desperate.” He just said as you looked at him already looking completely fucked out just from this. He kept playing with the waistband till he decided you were desperate enough and his hand slid down to your panties. He put two fingers on your clothed cunt. You whined, unaware of your body’s reactions, hating yourself for that.
„Liar. You’re soaked..” he couldn’t hold his own breath and how hard he already was seeing you fall apart in front of him. ,,I haven’t even touched you properly yet..” he was looking down between your legs and then his gaze turned up to your face—your lips, then your eyes. All you managed to do was watch this all unravel, because your body was obviously not cooperating with common fucking sense you should have. ,,Su-gang.. no—“ you tried to push him away with the last bit of logical thinking left in you, but his grip at the back of your throat was too strong. ,,uh-uh, you don’t get to run away now and pretend you’re not letting your bully touch your soaked cunt..such a slut..” The tension was never ending his fingers just resting there, provoking. Not doing enough, but also doing just enough to feel it—feel how your cunt clenched around nothing. And then his fingers finally moved. He put them to your clothed hole, soaking. ,,Fuck-“ He breathed out without even realizing, hoping you didn’t hear. But you did and you whined at that, creasing your brows. He suddenly flipped both of you around, holding you by your throat, your back hitting the locked door. You just cursed under your breath at the impact and looked up at him. He was loosing it, you could feel it and maybe..even see it. He looked…animalistic, like he had only a bit of control left before he just turned you around and fucked you raw from behind.
He threw your stupid hoodie off and looked at your chest under such thin fabric—he grunted and then his lips crashed on your throat. Not romantically, not with care. Just with need that has been building up for weeks now. He was hungrily biting down on your neck and a moan saying his name escaped your lips. You were cursing yourself in your head for letting that slip out. He chuckled and put his lips near your ear —whispering ,,That’s right. Moan my name while i make you feel the best you ever had in your life..slut.” Your breathing hitched and his hand cupped your breast and slid down between your legs again, he just rubbed his fingers and you were whining and buckling your hips up—your body unknowingly begging for more. He was like a predator. Waiting for his prey to start begging to be eaten alive. His fingers eventually sped up and the room was filled with your moans and whines. And then he stopped. And pulled his hand out. He backed out in front of you putting hands in his pockets as he chuckled and looked at you. God he wanted to take you right now right there, but he wanted to savour it. You whined at the loss of contact, gathering yourself up a bit even though your cheeks were flushed and your hair was a mess, hickeys all over your neck still throbbing from the pain.
,,Why.. why did you sto-“
,,Beg for it.” He came closer to you looking in your eyes knowing how humiliating it already was for you and he, of course enjoyed it. You just looked at him your mouth opening to say something.. but what? What did you even wanna say right now? That you don’t want it? Or that you were wet because you were thinking of someone else and this was basically rape? You wanted so badly to lie to him just as much as to yourself for wanting this.
,,Beg me for it. Beg me to make you cum, because i know you want it to be me so bad. You were soaked just from me doing that..so needy hm? Didn’t even put my fingers inside of you..” He traced your jaw with his finger making you look at him. ,,I’m not gonna..beg you for it n-no.” You mumbled out his hand now on your neck and his face even closer.
He cupped your breast his other hand sliding down again making you moan out already because you were so sensitive. He was biting your neck and licking it with his tongue ,,Now Y/N, or ill stop and tell everyone what a slut- you are- letting me touch you like this..” he kept saying in between his kisses, it was all too much. Your pride was gone the moment he slid his finger under your panties and just stopped there torturously. ,,P-please, please su-gang.. just touch me already i need it” your eyes were watering from the humiliation, which turned him even more ,,fuck..” he tore your shit off in seconds and slid his finger inside of you in one rough thurst. He wasn’t slow, no, he was fingering you so fast you couldn’t even breathe properly just a mess of moans escaping from your mouth. He slid another finger. Pumping them in and out of you in insane speed. You felt your orgasm coming.
,,M-m so close..su- sugang im gonna- s- stop..” Your walls clenched around him and as you were about to reach your peak he slid them out of you. His fingers coated in your slick fluids. He just started at you darkly licking his lips. ,,And who told you..you could cum?” He said tilting his head. ,,I- i thought…”
,,Mmm you thought..” he lifted his hand putting the two fingers that were pumping into you moments ago, on your bottom lip.
,,Open.” His gaze turning to your eyes for a moment and then back to his hand again. You just lightly opened your mouth and his fingers immediately slid in your mouth. You cried out a choke because he was shoving them so deep. He was breathing so fast it was taking all his strength to not moan already at the sight of you sucking your own juices from his fingers while tears streamed down your cheeks so humiliated at how easy you made it for him. He just growled and turned you around. Your cheek hitting the wall as you let out a startled moan. Your pants were buckled on your ankles in moments and you heard his zipper. ,,Su-gang..” you whispered unable to keep your body still. ,,You need to stop saying my name like that.” He breathed out pulling out his throbbing dick. ,,You wanna be fucked so bad mm? You wanna feel me inside of you? Shit.. I don’t even know if you deserve that…fuck it.”
He thursted in you—no warning. No gentlesness. You screamed out a pleasured moan from the pain and pleasure you felt. He didn’t move. Just grabbed your hair and yanked your head up. His other hand landed a harsh slap on your ass. Stinging. Then another and another. ,,That’s for thinking you can just push me and run away, bitch.” He whispered out of breath his jaw locking tight. You just choked out a moan “Please.. im sorry- im so- sorry” you could feel the tears coming as he kept slapping you for sure leaving bruises later. And then he moved. You couldn’t handle it anymore whimpering and squirming under him. He thursted in and out of you in such a torturous pace it was stealing the air out of your lungs.
,,Shit- such a whore- just taking it.. so pathetic.” He couldn’t even form full senteces in one go as he kept the pace. ,,Needed me to fuck the disrespect out of you hm?” One hard thurst. You cried out from pleasure and the stretch. ,,Shit- you’re practically sucking me in.. a-are you that desperate Y/N?” He was holding your hip harshly and slammed into you again and again and again. “Answer me.” He grunted more angry now. ,,I-i’m- fuck- please.. i need it.” you couldn’t think properly just saying words completely gone from the pleasure you felt. ,,Fuck- fuck-“ he moaned out already far gone too otherwise he would never allow himself to moan. “S-sugang gonna..gonna come, Fuck-“ he kept slamming into you feeling you clench around him, fucking loosing it himself. ,,Gonna cum all over the dick you’ve been daydreaming about huh?” He said taking his other hand and putting his fingers inside of your mouth. ,,Such a fucking desperate slut.. fuck- just- dripping on my dick.” He was breathing out every word. Each word sending sparks through your body. You felt the pressure building up in your lower stomach.
Suddenly he quickly turned you around and started choking you out. Not fully, but enough for you to start loosing vision, only fueling your pleasure more. ,,Open your eyes.” He barked at you. You barely managed to keep your eyes focused on him as he was slamming into you with such a strong force. ,,I want you to look me im the eyes as you come on my cock. Sh-shit—you hate me so much now Y/N?” His half open eyes from pleasure sending daggers through you. All you managed was to moan his name and he grunted in response. Fastening his pace. You couldn’t hold it anymore the pleasure being too much as electricity sparked through your whole body, your vision turning white. You choked out a high-pitched moan.
This was it for him. He slammed into you one last time so deep, and emptied himself into you. His cum dripping from your cunt onto your thighs. He just whispered a moan and put his forehead on yours, licking his lips.
You didn’t even catch your breath properly as he was already tucking himself in leaving you against the door, your legs shaking and your cunt filled with his cum. Shame started to take over. What did I allow him to do?…
He turned around and just chuckled poking tongue in his mouth. You slid down sitting against the door.
He just kneeled in front of you and took your jaw to make you look at him. ,,Thought i started bullying a fucking loser. Turns out you’re just as fucked up as any of us.” He stood up. ,,Move.” You listened. Just moving out of the way completely wrecked.
He opened the door, but before stepping out he turned to you again just saying ,,This isn’t over.”
And just like that he left.
