paring: best friend dad!Seungcheol x younger afab!reader.
warnings: smut with plot(?), no specified age gap, Seungcheol being an ass but a good one, again reader is afab but there is no description of anything.
you broke up with that piece of shit of an ex of yours four days ago and have been staying with your friend at her dad's house for the past three days.
you two have known each other for ages. both of your parents were very young when they respectively had you and your friend.
they got along well, and so did you two. always by each other's sides. even when her parents divorced and she moved away with her father and you moved with your now ex-boyfriend.
but you are more than sure that she will end your life if she saw you right now: naked in her father's bed. sobbing and trembling. while he's tongue-deep inside you right after making you cum on his dick.
it was barely midnight when you called Nova. you could barely talk between the tears and sobs. the only thing she understood was that you got stranded by that bitch of a boyfriend in the middle of nowhere.
after waking up her father and explaining the situation, not even fifteen minutes later you were at their house.
that night and the next day, you were a mix of anger and sadness. and rightfully so.
Nova tried everything, and so did her dad, in cheering you up. and it worked at first.
but then she had to visit her mother and would stay away for two weeks or so. leaving you alone with her father.
Choi Seungcheol wasn't a bad person; on the contrary. a big man with an even bigger heart. he's always been a softy for the two of you.
and even a hell of an attractive man.
you started to have this little crush on him when you were thirteen, but you always thought it would go away. and it did at first.
but after spending so many months with that deadbeat, leftover of a man that you had the guts to call your boyfriend, the crush came back immediately.
was he attractive? hell yes. he's a gentleman, a very strong one. were you avoiding him? also yes. kinda difficult when you are in his own house, but still.
it wasn't for any specific reason; he never crossed any line and was super respectful. but the thought of initiating anything with him scared you.
for two big reasons: he's your friend's father, so it was a big fat no from the start. and because he made you feel like a teenager all over again. your hands started to sweat like crazy, your voice breaking and stuttering, eye contact completely impossible because he just had to smile at you oh so sweetly.
but you noticed a change. his jokes were more likely to be subtle ways to make you flustered.
was Choi Seungcheol flirting with you? that can't be possible, right?
well, you were wrong. because after dinner and a bit too much closeness, you started to make out.
god, it was like a dream come true. something prohibited that you just couldn't resist.
in a blink of an eye, he took your clothes off and laid you down on his bed. his lips were so soft against yours but feel even softer on your skin.
one hand placed near your head to keep him from putting his full weight on you. fuck, you could see the muscles move, the veins, and how his big hand was fisting the sheets. the other was in between your legs, playing with your clit.
he went from a soft touch to an excruciatingly fast pace. every now and then a finger would rub your entrance, making you wetter and wetter.
"I know how bad that boy was," you can feel his smirk on your collarbone. his voice was so deep that it made a shiver run down your spine.
"w-what?" you can barely breathe, your voice a feeble sound mixed between the squelching, wet sounds coming from his fingers.
"when you called Nova, months ago, she couldn't keep her voice down." oh god, he can't be talking about THAT phone call, right? "I heard you telling her just how useless that dude was," fuck he is. "how he came in less than five minutes and never let you finish," you want to die.
you cover your face with your hands, embarrassed that he knew about it. "but don't worry about it, my love," you can feel him getting closer to your face, "you will be trembling beneath me just for being inside you" he whispers in your ear, his breath so warm that it kind of tickles your skin.
he can't be serious, right? I mean, he's not that old but can't still be that good... right? your thoughts are cut short by the feeling of him pushing his dick inside you. bottoming out immediately.
you jolt. hands on his shoulders, nails scratching his skin, back bending, and eyes wide open. you gasp, the sudden presence very welcomed but still different from what you were used to. making you really tremble.
fuck he was serious. he starts to move, hips already going at a bruising pace. his hands are now at your hips, fingers digging in your flesh so painfully that it makes the pleasure build even more.
"oh- fuck!" your words are a mix of screams and whines, eyes barely open, glassy, focused on the ceiling.
one of Seungcheol's hands leaves your side to find its place behind your head. he holds you with such care that it is such a big contrast from the sharp thrusts. every time hitting that sweet, sweet spot.
he slightly holds your head up, making sure that your eyes are not anywhere, "focus on me, baby," his voice is almost a plea, eyes blown wide, "just look at me, ok? I know you can do it." he suddenly angles his hips up, and you jolt. your first orgasm washing over you like a sudden wave.
you wrap your arms around his neck, hands in his hair and forehead against his. "atta girl, that's it. fuck, you just got tighter," you're sobbing now, his pace and strength on every thrust are brutal.
"please seung- fuck... please, it's too much." "already?" Seungcheol smirks, taking your hand and placing it on his face, holding it in place as he speeds us. you then try to push him away, your other hand on his abdomen, putting just a little pressure.
his eyes snap to yours, a sad glint in them. "what's wrong, baby? why are you pushing me away, mmh?" he sounds genuinely upset, like this decision of yours to push him away is breaking his heart. and you would have believed him if it wasn't for the way his hips kept grinding and humping against yours.
Seungcheol leans down, his hand still behind your head. fingers tangled in your hair, thumb caressing your jaw. the other holds your thigh against his hip, trying to keep you as close as physically possible.
he starts to leave small kisses wherever he can: collarbone, neck, cheeks, corners of your eyes, lips, and forehead. "please baby, don't do this to me," he whines. "I'm almost there too. just let me keep going, please." his begging is just making you gush around him even more; the wet sounds are obscenities that you heard only from videos online.
"if you let me cum, I'll eat you out so good. I promise, babygirl. just please." fuck, how can you deny him that? how can you deny yourself the possibility of having Seungcheol in between your legs a bit more?
"fuck, sweetheart. you just got tighter. is that a yes? mmh?" at your silent nod, he decides that is not enough confirmation. "let me hear you, my love. tell your Seungcheol how much you want it. how much do you want me to be yours, over and over and over."
"yes... I want it. I want it so bad, please, Seungcheol." your arms are around his shoulders again, nails keeping him from getting too far from your body.
with one last tug, his chest is now pressed on yours, hips never stopping. "be mine, baby. be my girl. I can give you whatever you want, need, and desire. you won't have to do anything but look pretty," his voice is a bit muffled as he kisses your lips while talking.
you nod, "yes, I'm yours. only yours. " the kisses get more desperate, sucking each other's tongues. your words seem to be the last thing he needed to finally lose it. his pace gets more frantic, harsher.
one hand of his suddenly finds its place where the outline of his dick is showing on your lower abdomen, "do you feel it, baby? can you feel my cock reaching exactly where you need me the most?" you bite your lip, eyes watering at the sensation of his thumb rubbing your clit.
"why are you crying? mmh? I'm too big, right? you never had a dick so big making you feel this good in your life, mmh baby?" you can basically hear the mocking pout he has plastered on his face.
fuck you, Choi Seungcheol, and your stupid, big mouth.
the warmth of his seed makes you shiver and moan. your own fluids gushing out and wetting the bed and Seungcheol's legs.
you're both left there, skin sticky with sweat and spent in the best way possible. "you're mine now, baby. only mine. I can treat you so much better than that asshole," he starts kissing his way down your body.
"you were too much for that boy to handle," his breath is making you shiver, "but now you have a big, strong man with you. you don't need to worry your pretty, little head about anything anymore."
those are his last words before he starts devouring you. keeping his promise all day long.
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