the delugyu era comes to an end<3 i think i’ll keep my page up, but i won’t be returning!! luv u all as always hehe
in comes the mandatory explanation lol. the reason really just boils down to wanting to do different things with my time! my life continues to get busier, and i’m taking on bigger and cooler projects, and i’m really happy with the future i’m building. that’s where my focus lies now 😋
i feel really fulfilled in life, and i don’t crave to read or write fanfic anymore hahaha. this account came to me at a time where i needed to let out my creative energy, and i’m happy with what i put out. i’m able to use my creativity for other things now!! i am honestly not very invested in any fandom anymore. the time that i do have, i prefer to spend with the people in my life. i have a lot of good things going for me, i’ve been lucky. busy… and burnt out too LOL… but lucky and grateful!
i lovedddd talking with you guys and giving u content, that’s the part that kept me thinking about returning someday. but ultimately i think i’m in a good place to send my kisses and well wishes lol. i hope all has been well with everyone!!! there’s been nothing but positivity here for me, so i will remember this time fondly.
wowie another sag stellium walks among us 😲 happy belated birthday!! hope you have been well and enjoyed your day! 🕺🏾💜
— ♐️ stellium anon
REJOICE OMG HIIIIIII SAG STELLIUM ANON!!!!! hehe thank u 😋😋 i have been well!!! winter break is closing in finally thank effing god. happy bday season to u toooooo hehe<3 how has life been for you!!!
i’m kinda excited asf for 2026 cause it’ll be a very prosperous year for us sags teehee (luv this vid that explains it, look for ur rising sign too tho!!!)
recently discovered your page and i’ve already read everything but the yeonjun spiderman fic (will be my next reading). your writing is so good (and the smut is *chefs kiss*), cold cursed city had me kicking my feet and left me miserable, ily pls don’t become ghost girl and good luck with school 💖🫶🏼
hehehe don’t make me blushhhhhh 🙈🙈 tysm !!!! i’m smiling like a dork i’m very happy u like my works<3 i hope u enjoy spidey yeonjun whenever u get to him cause he’s admittedly a fave of mine… so nerdy and awkward i need him ASAP!!!! always luv to hear that the smut here is good i appreciate that bae 🤞 what can i say… one’s freak flag simply must fly… EEK YAY i literally need to reread cold cursed city now that winters here, need to revisit charming cute soobin being amazing and then insane desperate beomgyu ruining everything. thank uuuu im officially in finals season with school now, got 2 essays and a presentation im pushing thru
hehe hi idk if im late but I just noticed youre 21 now HAPPY LATE BDAY!! we yes we all love delugyu and wish you a joyous birthday with lots of cakes rainbows and sparkles
hiiiii hehe thank youuuu 😋😋😋🥳🥳🥳 u were not late in fact i just didn’t check my inbox for days after updating my age LOL
bday was indeed joyous with cake and rainbows and sparkles and also booze HIP HIP HOORAY!!!!
i, in fact, have no idea how it works i was just kinda desperate and messed around w it lol ,, i searched for her url ( dawngyu.tumblr.com ) and kinda just opened all the links even if it doesn't look like a fic i'm looking for it might be hyperlinked somewhere in the post (bc i only found 'the slow surrender' from the hyperlink of the sequel!!!)
sharing the link to the archive of the slow surrender if anyone else wants to join in my misery — https://web.archive.org/web/20250627104329/https://www.tumblr.com/dawngyu/773840189569236992/the-slow-surrender?source=share
i debated or not if i should sign off as chompy when i sent those long asks.... anon undercover bc i don't want people to perceive me 😵💫 lol
LOLLL real asf… no one knows desperation until u need to find a bomb ass fic from a deleted account! thank u for the guide friend 🤞
also…. do my eyes deceive… is that my beloved chompy!!!!!!! EEK 🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈 how i’ve missed you and our ovulation spiels!!!! baeeeeee how are u how are u!!!!!
guess who's back.....! 🫣 returned to tumblr after months and did a little digging through my favourite blog to find that i haven't sent an ask since JUNE???? JUNE. in the nicest way possible thank god you haven't been very active because i think a piece of my soul would have died if i missed out on all the fun here 😞
so i know i said i'd have time over the summer to read your fics... that clearly did not go to plan lololol my summer and the proceeding months were so hectic omfg this has been the most eventful summer of my life in both good and bad ways!! i won't say too much but my mental health had been fluctuating and i just became so busy but funny story one of the overwhelming events was that i got crazy drunk one night lost my phone woke up in a DIFFERENT COUNTRY (neighbouring country thank fucking god) and had to find my way back home so that was fun!
HOW HAVE YOU BEENN? i still cannot believe it's been so long since i sent an ask but i think i remember you talking about a summer job?? did that go well?
i don't remember everything we discussed in my last ask and i'm a little short on time to check BUTT i remember the topic of artms coming up so ermmm yes club icarus is literally a masterpiece i adore obsessed so much it quickly became my favourite artms song and one of my all-time loona faves!! club icarus most definitely does not compare to dall but it was still AMAZING. AND GUESS WHO GOT TICKETS TO SEE ARTMS IN JANUARY AHHHH i got vip with the kim lip photo op i literally cannot believe it!! also my girl yves's career has been going so well the collab with THE pinkpantheress? she deserves everything and more after what she's been through and i am so glad everything is going great for her 🥹 i haven't been on social media much so i'm not sure but last time i checked hyeju deactivated insta and there was no update from looble so we are DOOMED. and i don't have anything to say about chuu but if we're talking loona i have to name drop my queen!
and yeonjun's solo album had me melting omg he is so overly fine and the music video with katseye's daniella(?) was so attractive gosh 2020 me would NOT believe you if you told me THAT would be yeonjun?? like where did the loser dripped out in a batman hoodie go 😭😭 i'll admit i'm not the biggest fan of the album but let me tell you is such a good song i love this one. and txt's new album omgomgomg ghost girl has been ON REPEAT. every time i think txt could not possibly blow me away with their music any more they prove me wrong!
okok and finally i don't think we've really spoken about them before but i'm OBSESSED with spaghetti by le sserafim idcidc that song is so catchy and the concept is just great like the wacky hairstyles and the bleached brows and literally just everything is such a vibe!
ahshdhcn this is a really long ask but i had to try and get everything out and i've really really missed this blog 😭 i've said this a million times before but when i do get the time i WILL read more of your fics (i barely ever get time to myself these days i've been meaning to do this for so long i'm so sorry i feel like a liar..) i know you're not very active rn so idk if you'll see this any time soon but i hope you've been doing well!!! 💗
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WORLD STOP!!!!!
the universe just realigned woah MY JELLY ANONNYPOO HI HI HI
i’ve been wildly inactive too so don’t feel bad about not sending asks LOLL omg i can’t wait to get into this i’m skipping around my room tralalaaaa 🌹🪻🌷🌻
i had a crazy summer too tbh omg i wonder what must’ve been happening astrologically cause i feel like everyone was going thru something lmao. i hope ur mental health gets better bae!!!! at the end of the day ur funny and carry good conversation and have a great music taste and that’s the big trifecta u really need in life.
WAKING UP IN A DIFFERENT COUNTRY HELLO?/!!:&)2?? need to know what u were drinking that day cause my 21st is tomorrow and i need something that strong 🤞 losing ur phone too omfg i would be so horrified, i get scared when i put my phone in the wrong pocket 😭😭😭 this is doing wonders for your lore building though like these are the days that need to happen (glad ur safe tho of course hehe)
i’ve been good!!!!! school has been miserable tho not gonna lie i think all my professors are on a mission to see who can overwork me the most. at least the semester is over in a couple weeks THANK GOD… i’m pushing thru though cause my friends are all also suffering with me and there’s strength in numbers
i didn’t end up getting a summer job, i ended up getting a summer surgery which is maybe more chic and interesting. no lmao i just got an endoscopy and got put on meds and was told not to work until i get over my problem lol. which i have gotten over now! thank you pantoprazole and vitamins 🙏
i do work at a research lab now teehee it’s been super cool!!! i’m researching exactly what im interested in so that’s dope asf and i love the other research assistants there. it’s cool to be behind-the-scenes in a bunch of studies, i get to nerd out a little muahaha
ICARUS CLIMBED HIGH FOR U OMGGG she’s def in my top 3 artms songs but i fear virtual angel hasn’t been dethroned yet for me, i’m too loyal and devoted to my queen. i agree for sure that dall was a stronger album but club icarus is so fun too like artms fr doesn’t miss. absolutely the best concepts and music videos in kpop too EASILYYYY 🤤 fuck jaden jeong forever but mannnnn does he know how to concept design ugh… you get your pass evil man but enough with the nfts.
IM SO JEALOUS FMLLLLL u must update me how your club icarus experience goes or i’ll explode and die and haunt you eternally. and my ghost will inevitably tag along to the next artms concert you go to and i’ll live in jealousy no more 🤍 omg getting the kim lip photo op this is your chance you literally have to seize this… u have to look the hottest you’ve ever been in your life and u have to smuggle 100 doves with you somehow so you can release them as you kneel to propose to her on candid camera. hot girl proposal = immediate marriage = i get maid of honor = i meet up with gowon = i swoon her at your wedding’s after party = everyone lives happily ever after!
YESSS i’m so proud of yves she deserves every bit of success and i’m hoping she goes far with it!!! the ex-machina music video is so beautiful it literally makes me emotional. im just so happy and proud that she gets the creative freedom to portray her art the way she wants 😭🤍 the stars remix with pinkpantheress is insanely good i creamed over and over again
don’t even remind me of the hyeju deactivation lad… [lights cigarette] no looble like why am i even alive omg why is life so cruel WHY WHY WHY. and then there was vivi saying she doesn’t even wanna be an idol anymore oh my goddd it’s so over. the darkest days ever literally i went to my old loona stan acc and watched my moots drop like flies. it’s like when the queen bee dies and all the other bees just end their shit
yeonjun and dani are sooooo fine i need to get between them 😭😭😭🙏 batman hoodie yeonjun mention oh i know he just felt a chill down his spine… i need to lock in and take in his album fully cause i haven’t done a full listen yet!!
I LUV LE SSERAFIM MUSIC LOL i trust them to release something cunt every time 🤞 their songs ash and eve psyche and the bluebeards wife are some all timers in kpop. spaghetti is so fun too like the beat, the EUGHHH in the chorus, the styling TENS TENS TENS !!!!
now that the year is wrapping up i need to know ur spotify wrapped/apple music replay!!! lol i got spotify halfway through the year so my stats are kinda weird cause half of it is on apple and half is on spotify 😭 i literally have the worst wrapped ever this feels like a humiliation ritual. promise you’ll still think im cool and stuff after i reveal mine…
let me first defend myself and say addison rae’s album was good im sorry IM SORRY!!!!! i accidentally fell asleep with this love on repeat which is why it’s number 1, dethroning the true queen </3 the subway makes me tear up every time i listen to it!!! i remember playing the youtube lyric video from her live performance for monthssss until the studio version released. taylor swift and ariana grande clearly have me in some kind of inescapable grasp. also can i be vulnerable for a second and say that every time i listen to the calendar by panic i just think abt you are my queen now by wildernessuntothemselves… 😭😭😭 idk if you’ve read but like that song fits it so well.
when u review my other fics just act like it’s the best thing you’ve read in the world, plot ate, smut went crazy, etc etc and i’ll be seated (lmfao i’m kidding) i hope u enjoy them whenever u get the time to read hehe ty<3
i’m so glad to hear an update from u YAYYY THREE CHEERS!!! i hope everything goes well!!!! i hope u have a fun holiday season, come back to me soonnnnnn 😋😋
There is no day I don't check if you have updated the Beomgyu drabble part 8. I'm going insane
omg i’ve accidentally opened up worlds of torture and pain (waiting for an inconsistent author to release more chapters)
picture me begging for forgiveness in a way so dehumanizing and pitiful that you can’t help but to console me a little and say it’s okayyy we still love you
hi >< im sososo sorry to bother you with this but did raya have a reason to not keep her works up? i thought about rereading slow surrender today bc i felt like a good cry sesh but then remembered moablr is void of dawngyu </3
if you do not wish to answer , pls don't feel obligated to & just delete this from your inbox !! i feel bad coming to u to ask u about someone else n bein nosy n shit lol i just missed her writing is all i promise!!!
wanted to be nonchalant but i GUESS i miss u too... /lh /pos ,, i feel safe cozy comfort to reread pathetic!gyu whenever i please 🥰 bc ur blog is still alive so i assume life's got u on OT and im afraid sending i miss u's will make u feel overwhelmed n pressured to come back (at least thats the effect i felt when i get those asks.... who knows maybe ur the opposite and get motivated instead i dunno 🤷♀️)
n e wayz regardless of if u delete this ask or not, promise we'll be here when or if u ever decide to come back! (i will srsly feel so bad if this msg makes u feel pressured or anxious that i am threatening u to not be anxious (plz))
i hope life is treating you well and that u are happy and healthy<333 love u bae
u are soooooo cuteeeeee lol i love you !!!!! no worries at all i love getting asks like this even though im so bad at answering them now 😩 i always read them, and they always warm my heart, promise 🤞🤞🤞
hehe i’m glad the raya update got to u!!! i will send her the message and im sure she’ll tear up a little reading it lol
never hesitate to yap about pathetic gyu to me NYEAHHH… i need to get back on my game… but lowkey the biggest surge of writing inspo i’ve gotten in the past month was after watching wicked p2 LMFAO
EEK i miss you too 🙈🙈 pathetic!gyu being a comfort read is so hilarious to me like LMFOAOJAHSH he’s suffering and we’re all clapping and cheering… just another cog in the gyu torture chamber machine…
no worries abt me feeing pressured to come back!!!! i write when motivation comes to me, and reading asks honestly do motivate me lol 😋
i hope you’ve been well too!!!! my semester is officially wrapping up now yayyy…. but that means finals season…. boooo….. i’m sure i’ll work on something yum over break cause last year during my winter break i wrote cold cursed city lmfao. that fic turning a year old soon is bizarre, but also it lowkey feels older than that lmfao
LOVE U BAEEEEEE teehee thank u for popping in!!! 🤍🤍🤍
HIII im sorry if this is annoying but i really miss dawngyu rayaaa her fics were all so amazing and when i found out she deactivated her acc and that i couldn’t go back to her fics anymore made me so 😢
i hope shes doing good rn and that life is treating her better!! i just miss her smmm ☹️💕
hiiii no worries hehe 🤍🤍 i come with a message from president dawngyu herself!!! :
hi everyone, this is raya, or should i say… dawngyu.
how are you? i hope you’re reading this somewhere warm and safe.
i want to sincerely apologize for abruptly deactivating my account. at the time, it felt like the best thing i could do for myself. still, i think about it often... especially about my readers who held my writing with so much love. thank you. thank you for remembering me, for wondering, for caring. it means more than i can ever say.
i still have all my stories saved in my docs, and each one of them means so much to me. and maybe… someday, when i’m braver, when i’m more whole, i’ll come back and place them in your hands again.
i miss my blog. i miss writing. but what i miss most is the feeling of being understood by people who loved the worlds i created.
see you soon?
p.s. i’m doing well, and yes… i still talk to my delugyu every day hehe.
u wanna do a needy yeonjun drabble soooo baddddddddd u want to write submissive needy yeonjun smut so so so bad 😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫
pretty pls w sprinkles on top
waittt ur right i do wanna write a needy yeonjun drabble just in time for halloween
(wc: 2.3k / warnings: subby!yeonjun yayyyy, oral (f rec.), unprotected sex, a few uses of the pet name “puppy” but it’s mostly ironic, begging 😛)
“What the hell?”
Your words make Yeonjun look down at himself like he’s trying to figure out what you could be disgusted at.
You read the text on his shirt out loud to him: “World’s Greatest Munch?”
He smiles so proudly, and it’d be endearing if it wasn’t over something so sleazy. “Yeah, it’s my costume.”
“That’s not a costume.”
“No?”
“No,” you assert. “And did you write that on the shirt yourself?”
He thinks about his answer for a second. “No.”
You’ll pretend you can’t recognize his messy handwriting, or the fact that the text is clearly written in sharpie and not printed on. “Okay,” you say.
So here Yeonjun stands, all audacity and no shame, at the door of your apartment, ready to head to some costume party with you. You seriously weigh the option of not going out with him at all, but this is technically your third official date with him, and he’s unfortunately a really great guy. Funny, too.
“Your costume’s cute. It’s like a sexy puppy,” he says. “Can you do tricks?”
Funny sometimes.
“I’m Snoopy!” you correct. He smiles, and you can’t stay mad at such a pretty face. You can forgive the low-effort costume, too.
“Alright, Snoopy. You ready to head out?” he asks, backing up a few steps so you can walk out of your door.
“Yup!!”
It’s not a far walk, luckily, or else you’d die from the cold before you ever arrive to the party. Yeonjun’s arm around you keeps you warm enough—or at least it gets your blood pumping from how fast your heart races.
He clings to you all night. He stays by your side as you refill your drinks, stays by your side as you chat with familiar faces, stays by your side as you dance to the songs playing from some mediocre Halloween playlist. He helps adjust your skirt when you get a little too rowdy, pulling it back over your ass as you both giggle to each other. He even waits for you outside the bathroom door when you go piss. A gentleman. And apparently the world’s greatest munch. It’s a much more appealing costume when you’re a little tipsy.
You come out of the bathroom and throw your arms around his neck immediately, kissing him like you missed him. Your friends would be puking right now at how touchy-feely you’re being.
“Why hello there,” you say as you part from the kiss, a wide smile tugging at your lips. “How kind of you to wait for me.”
He seems just as entertained as you. “Yeah, I’m pretty nice.”
“Mm,” you hum in agreement, hand coming down from his neck to massage his shoulder absentmindedly. “Handsome, too.”
“Yeah?”
You kiss him again instead of answering him. He’s a great kisser—you’ve already known this—but you’re itching to find out a little more about him. You devour him a little longer, sucking at his lips, feeling satisfied at the way he lets you do whatever you want. You pull apart with a glint in your eyes, licking your lips like you’re still hungry for more. It’s adorable how his gaze follows your tongue as you do.
“I hate that your stupid shirt is working on me.”
Yeonjun laughs, something genuine and cute and frighteningly heart-fluttering. “It’s my magic spell. Next thing you know you’re gonna be dropping your skirt to the floor,” he teases.
He’s probably joking, but you feel feral. You could literally take a bite of him right now. “Find us a room and let’s make it happen,” you say.
“Oh my god, for real?”
You steal his lips once more, hot and heated for all of two seconds before you’re pulling back. “Hurry up.”
He takes your orders exceedingly well, holding your hand as he roams through the house until an empty room greets him. You pounce on him as soon as the door is closed behind you, pulling him in and kissing him like you can’t get enough of his taste. He lets you part his lips with your tongue, lets you into his mouth with as much greed as you want, lets you do absolutely anything because he’s just that good.
It’s when he moans into your mouth that you decide you can’t take it anymore. You walk him back towards the bed until he’s falling onto it, straddling him once he’s down and admiring his plump, swollen lips from above. Your hands run all over his upper body, tracing your nails over his chest and arms and shoulders and wherever else you feel like touching.
“Whatcha wanna do, Jjunie?” you ask, smiling at him as you enjoy the view. He’s struggling to keep himself composed, you can see it in the way he breathes a little too hard, the way he shakes a little too much.
“Wanna touch my pretty puppy,” he answers obediently.
You could just melt into him. Everything he does is so endearing that you almost want to run away before you ruin the boy completely. Almost has never been enough to stop you from doing anything, though.
You take off your top, freeing your tits and grabbing at them teasingly. You give him a little show, tweaking your nipples and squeezing your breasts, keeping your evil grin at bay when he whimpers. He’s got these gorgeous pleading eyes, and you want to give him anything he asks for. You’re a very generous soul, after all.
“You wanna touch?” you ask, taking your own hands off yourself to free up space for him. You can practically see the stars in his eyes at your offer.
“So much, come on, please,” he begs in response. You pull him up by his hair until his mouth is at your tits, and he seems to get the hint. You keep a tight grasp on his hair as he sucks at your flesh, desperate tongue licking you up and down until his saliva drenches your chest. He wasn’t kidding about how good his mouth is—you’re already grinding down on him and seeking out more pleasure. It’s a treat to feel how hard he already is beneath you.
He pulls off your tits with a wet pop, tilting his head up to look at you with wide, pleading eyes. “Your pussy,” he says, hands coming up to play with your tits as he awaits your approval.
“What about it?” You enjoy the coy act, especially when it has him begging for you like this.
“Gotta taste it,” he says. His hands on your body are so convincing that you think you’d give him anything he wanted right now. You push him back down to the bed and crawl over him until your cunt hovers over his face. He holds onto your thighs and bites his lip, staring beneath your skirt to get a good look at your panties.
“I usually don’t let men in that easily,” you say, pulling your skirt up and pushing your panties to the side. Yeonjun’s waiting patiently, not doing anything you don’t tell him to, even though you can see the neediness growing in him.
“I’ll earn it,” he promises. You know he’ll make good on it, too.
“Okay, earn it then.”
He kisses your thighs with an open mouth, driven only by lust and a lingering buzz from the alcohol. You sigh out in pleasure and run your fingers through his hair, praising him as he litters your thighs with kitten licks and soft bites.
“You’re making me wet, Jjunie,” you tease, smiling as he moans into your skin. He sucks at your flesh until he’s panting to catch his breath. It’s cute how he acts like he needs your cunt to survive. He really is proving himself, and the lack of stimulation on your cunt is quickly becoming unbearable.
“Will you sit on my face now? Baby?” he asks, a little breathless. It would be cruel to deny such a polite request.
He wastes no time once your heat meets his tongue, flattening it out to give you a nice surface to ride on. He dips the tip of his tongue into your cunt, so slight but so effective, just swirling it and leaving you brainless above him. You curl your fist into the sheet and start grinding against his face, moaning at the relief that finally finds you.
“Yeah, fuck, do it like that,” you manage to breathe out. His nose bumps against your clit each time you rock forward, and his tongue pushes a little further into you when you lean back.
You chase the pleasure, making noises that you don’t even have the mind to be embarrassed about. You’re cursing out as you feel your insides twist up, greedy for more until you find the perfect rhythm, fucking yourself against him like that’s what he was made for.
“You want me to cum, baby? Yeah?” you ask, all raspy and delirious. He moans pathetically beneath you in response, hands digging into your thighs to encourage you to go further. You take everything you need until you’re right there, gasping out when the knot inside you finally snaps.
“Oh, fuck! So good, you’re so good,” you spew out mindlessly, waves of pleasure crashing over you until you slow to a stop above him. You remember to give the poor boy a chance to breathe, lifting off of his face and rolling over to lie down beside him.
“Holy shit,” Yeonjun curses, turning on his side to look at you. You’re still staring at the ceiling, chest rising and falling heavily while you catch your breath. “You’re so sexy. Thank you, baby.”
You laugh a little. “You’re welcome.”
He wraps an arm over your waist and brings you a little closer to him. “You think we should head out of the room now?” he asks.
“Already?”
“Someone’s probably gonna come knocking soon,” he reasons.
He’s not going to ask you to suck his dick or something? Maybe his shirt is telling the truth.
…For some reason that turns you on again.
“Fuck me first,” you say, reaching out to grab hold of his face. You bring him in for a quick peck, then help move him on top of you.
“You sure?” he asks. You’re already clawing at his pants like some ravenous freak. How humbling.
“Yeah, are you?” you return the question.
“Fuck yeah,” he says, smiling. You laugh, and he pulls off your clothes as you take off his. The moment is rushed and fun and stupid, and you want to live in it forever.
Oh god, you think you want to be with him forever.
“Tell me how much you need it,” you say, if only to feel more in control of the situation again. He’s got his dick in his hand already, lubed up with spit as he jerks himself off a little.
He’s ever the obedient listener. “I’ll die without it, I think.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. Gonna fuck you forever, baby.”
You hum happily at that.
He continues, “Gonna fuck you, wanna fuck you now, let me fuck you, please.”
Feeling this kind of power over such a handsome man is too sweet, too addictive. “Keep telling me how much you need me,” you insist, taking his dick in your hand and bringing it to your entrance. He gasps and lets you do as you please, and it’s so funny to see him short-circuit over your hand on his cock.
“I need you so much, I—ah, fuck! Tight..!” You bite down on your smile as you coax him into you, taking hold of his hips to help sink him in.
“Go on,” you say. He starts thrusting into you, and it’s beyond satisfying to watch how he struggles to keep himself together.
“Think you’re so pretty. Always drives me crazy,” he confesses as he fucks you open on him. You can’t help but bring your fingers to your clit; it’s killing you to see him losing his mind like this. You feel possessive and hungry and insane.
“Fuck me like you love me, then,” you say. He holds onto you tighter and bucks his hips harder, hitting it just right. You moan sweetly, arching your back and getting lost in the feeling.
“Yes, baby. Whatever you want.”
“Be my boyfriend,” you say. It’s like you triggered something inside him.
“Oh my god,” he whines, high-pitched and delicious. “Yes, yes, yes, yes..!”
“You’re mine,” you say, nails digging into his skin.
“Yours!” He’s chasing his high desperately now.
“Cum for me,” you command, and like always, he listens. He pulls out and spills his seed on your stomach, whining out your name the whole time. Your fingers on your clit bring you to your own high, and the room fills with nothing but the scent and sound of sex.
He collapses on top of you without even cleaning you up, but you don’t mind. You’ve never been in such blissful silence before.
You don’t know how many minutes passed like that before Yeonjun starts up again, “I’m literally framing that shirt and hanging it on my wall.”
You laugh, “Such a weirdo.”
“Don’t act like you hate it. This shirt basically made you my girlfriend.”
“Well. I guess.”
“Yeah. Tell me again it was a stupid costume,” he dares, shit-eating grin on his face.
“It was a stupid costume. You’re just very, very handsome, and very, very sweet.” You brush your hand through his hair.
He lights up. “I’ll take it.”
There’s a knock at the door. Yeonjun whips his head over to the door, then back to you.
“What’d I say?” he whispers.
“Yeah, whatever. You know it was worth it.”
A voice behind the door cuts in, “Hello?? This is my room! I swear, I’ll”—
You tune out the rest as you get dressed with Yeonjun, laughing as he cleans his cum off your stomach and steals a few more kisses from you. You only feel half-bad for defiling some stranger’s bedroom. You’re sure if they knew about the service they just did you—the shiny new boyfriend kind of service—they’d understand. Not that it matters too much, anyway. You make sure to bid them a happy Halloween as you leave the party with Yeonjun in hand.
i’m geeking out rn TYSM YAYYYY the delugyu praise nnyeahhh keep going just like that 🤤🤤 LMFAO i’m blushing thank u bae hehe… u get me so bad!!!! my sub behavior is always canon accurate i know from experience (yeonjun is my loyal princess and the stay at home mom to our two kids). manifesting ur next halloween goes like this friend u got this 🤞
u wanna do a needy yeonjun drabble soooo baddddddddd u want to write submissive needy yeonjun smut so so so bad 😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫
pretty pls w sprinkles on top
waittt ur right i do wanna write a needy yeonjun drabble just in time for halloween
(wc: 2.3k / warnings: subby!yeonjun yayyyy, oral (f rec.), unprotected sex, a few uses of the pet name “puppy” but it’s mostly ironic, begging 😛)
“What the hell?”
Your words make Yeonjun look down at himself like he’s trying to figure out what you could be disgusted at.
You read the text on his shirt out loud to him: “World’s Greatest Munch?”
He smiles so proudly, and it’d be endearing if it wasn’t over something so sleazy. “Yeah, it’s my costume.”
“That’s not a costume.”
“No?”
“No,” you assert. “And did you write that on the shirt yourself?”
He thinks about his answer for a second. “No.”
You’ll pretend you can’t recognize his messy handwriting, or the fact that the text is clearly written in sharpie and not printed on. “Okay,” you say.
So here Yeonjun stands, all audacity and no shame, at the door of your apartment, ready to head to some costume party with you. You seriously weigh the option of not going out with him at all, but this is technically your third official date with him, and he’s unfortunately a really great guy. Funny, too.
“Your costume’s cute. It’s like a sexy puppy,” he says. “Can you do tricks?”
Funny sometimes.
“I’m Snoopy!” you correct. He smiles, and you can’t stay mad at such a pretty face. You can forgive the low-effort costume, too.
“Alright, Snoopy. You ready to head out?” he asks, backing up a few steps so you can walk out of your door.
“Yup!!”
It’s not a far walk, luckily, or else you’d die from the cold before you ever arrive to the party. Yeonjun’s arm around you keeps you warm enough—or at least it gets your blood pumping from how fast your heart races.
He clings to you all night. He stays by your side as you refill your drinks, stays by your side as you chat with familiar faces, stays by your side as you dance to the songs playing from some mediocre Halloween playlist. He helps adjust your skirt when you get a little too rowdy, pulling it back over your ass as you both giggle to each other. He even waits for you outside the bathroom door when you go piss. A gentleman. And apparently the world’s greatest munch. It’s a much more appealing costume when you’re a little tipsy.
You come out of the bathroom and throw your arms around his neck immediately, kissing him like you missed him. Your friends would be puking right now at how touchy-feely you’re being.
“Why hello there,” you say as you part from the kiss, a wide smile tugging at your lips. “How kind of you to wait for me.”
He seems just as entertained as you. “Yeah, I’m pretty nice.”
“Mm,” you hum in agreement, hand coming down from his neck to massage his shoulder absentmindedly. “Handsome, too.”
“Yeah?”
You kiss him again instead of answering him. He’s a great kisser—you’ve already known this—but you’re itching to find out a little more about him. You devour him a little longer, sucking at his lips, feeling satisfied at the way he lets you do whatever you want. You pull apart with a glint in your eyes, licking your lips like you’re still hungry for more. It’s adorable how his gaze follows your tongue as you do.
“I hate that your stupid shirt is working on me.”
Yeonjun laughs, something genuine and cute and frighteningly heart-fluttering. “It’s my magic spell. Next thing you know you’re gonna be dropping your skirt to the floor,” he teases.
He’s probably joking, but you feel feral. You could literally take a bite of him right now. “Find us a room and let’s make it happen,” you say.
“Oh my god, for real?”
You steal his lips once more, hot and heated for all of two seconds before you’re pulling back. “Hurry up.”
He takes your orders exceedingly well, holding your hand as he roams through the house until an empty room greets him. You pounce on him as soon as the door is closed behind you, pulling him in and kissing him like you can’t get enough of his taste. He lets you part his lips with your tongue, lets you into his mouth with as much greed as you want, lets you do absolutely anything because he’s just that good.
It’s when he moans into your mouth that you decide you can’t take it anymore. You walk him back towards the bed until he’s falling onto it, straddling him once he’s down and admiring his plump, swollen lips from above. Your hands run all over his upper body, tracing your nails over his chest and arms and shoulders and wherever else you feel like touching.
“Whatcha wanna do, Jjunie?” you ask, smiling at him as you enjoy the view. He’s struggling to keep himself composed, you can see it in the way he breathes a little too hard, the way he shakes a little too much.
“Wanna touch my pretty puppy,” he answers obediently.
You could just melt into him. Everything he does is so endearing that you almost want to run away before you ruin the boy completely. Almost has never been enough to stop you from doing anything, though.
You take off your top, freeing your tits and grabbing at them teasingly. You give him a little show, tweaking your nipples and squeezing your breasts, keeping your evil grin at bay when he whimpers. He’s got these gorgeous pleading eyes, and you want to give him anything he asks for. You’re a very generous soul, after all.
“You wanna touch?” you ask, taking your own hands off yourself to free up space for him. You can practically see the stars in his eyes at your offer.
“So much, come on, please,” he begs in response. You pull him up by his hair until his mouth is at your tits, and he seems to get the hint. You keep a tight grasp on his hair as he sucks at your flesh, desperate tongue licking you up and down until his saliva drenches your chest. He wasn’t kidding about how good his mouth is—you’re already grinding down on him and seeking out more pleasure. It’s a treat to feel how hard he already is beneath you.
He pulls off your tits with a wet pop, tilting his head up to look at you with wide, pleading eyes. “Your pussy,” he says, hands coming up to play with your tits as he awaits your approval.
“What about it?” You enjoy the coy act, especially when it has him begging for you like this.
“Gotta taste it,” he says. His hands on your body are so convincing that you think you’d give him anything he wanted right now. You push him back down to the bed and crawl over him until your cunt hovers over his face. He holds onto your thighs and bites his lip, staring beneath your skirt to get a good look at your panties.
“I usually don’t let men in that easily,” you say, pulling your skirt up and pushing your panties to the side. Yeonjun’s waiting patiently, not doing anything you don’t tell him to, even though you can see the neediness growing in him.
“I’ll earn it,” he promises. You know he’ll make good on it, too.
“Okay, earn it then.”
He kisses your thighs with an open mouth, driven only by lust and a lingering buzz from the alcohol. You sigh out in pleasure and run your fingers through his hair, praising him as he litters your thighs with kitten licks and soft bites.
“You’re making me wet, Jjunie,” you tease, smiling as he moans into your skin. He sucks at your flesh until he’s panting to catch his breath. It’s cute how he acts like he needs your cunt to survive. He really is proving himself, and the lack of stimulation on your cunt is quickly becoming unbearable.
“Will you sit on my face now? Baby?” he asks, a little breathless. It would be cruel to deny such a polite request.
He wastes no time once your heat meets his tongue, flattening it out to give you a nice surface to ride on. He dips the tip of his tongue into your cunt, so slight but so effective, just swirling it and leaving you brainless above him. You curl your fist into the sheet and start grinding against his face, moaning at the relief that finally finds you.
“Yeah, fuck, do it like that,” you manage to breathe out. His nose bumps against your clit each time you rock forward, and his tongue pushes a little further into you when you lean back.
You chase the pleasure, making noises that you don’t even have the mind to be embarrassed about. You’re cursing out as you feel your insides twist up, greedy for more until you find the perfect rhythm, fucking yourself against him like that’s what he was made for.
“You want me to cum, baby? Yeah?” you ask, all raspy and delirious. He moans pathetically beneath you in response, hands digging into your thighs to encourage you to go further. You take everything you need until you’re right there, gasping out when the knot inside you finally snaps.
“Oh, fuck! So good, you’re so good,” you spew out mindlessly, waves of pleasure crashing over you until you slow to a stop above him. You remember to give the poor boy a chance to breathe, lifting off of his face and rolling over to lie down beside him.
“Holy shit,” Yeonjun curses, turning on his side to look at you. You’re still staring at the ceiling, chest rising and falling heavily while you catch your breath. “You’re so sexy. Thank you, baby.”
You laugh a little. “You’re welcome.”
He wraps an arm over your waist and brings you a little closer to him. “You think we should head out of the room now?” he asks.
“Already?”
“Someone’s probably gonna come knocking soon,” he reasons.
He’s not going to ask you to suck his dick or something? Maybe his shirt is telling the truth.
…For some reason that turns you on again.
“Fuck me first,” you say, reaching out to grab hold of his face. You bring him in for a quick peck, then help move him on top of you.
“You sure?” he asks. You’re already clawing at his pants like some ravenous freak. How humbling.
“Yeah, are you?” you return the question.
“Fuck yeah,” he says, smiling. You laugh, and he pulls off your clothes as you take off his. The moment is rushed and fun and stupid, and you want to live in it forever.
Oh god, you think you want to be with him forever.
“Tell me how much you need it,” you say, if only to feel more in control of the situation again. He’s got his dick in his hand already, lubed up with spit as he jerks himself off a little.
He’s ever the obedient listener. “I’ll die without it, I think.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. Gonna fuck you forever, baby.”
You hum happily at that.
He continues, “Gonna fuck you, wanna fuck you now, let me fuck you, please.”
Feeling this kind of power over such a handsome man is too sweet, too addictive. “Keep telling me how much you need me,” you insist, taking his dick in your hand and bringing it to your entrance. He gasps and lets you do as you please, and it’s so funny to see him short-circuit over your hand on his cock.
“I need you so much, I—ah, fuck! Tight..!” You bite down on your smile as you coax him into you, taking hold of his hips to help sink him in.
“Go on,” you say. He starts thrusting into you, and it’s beyond satisfying to watch how he struggles to keep himself together.
“Think you’re so pretty. Always drives me crazy,” he confesses as he fucks you open on him. You can’t help but bring your fingers to your clit; it’s killing you to see him losing his mind like this. You feel possessive and hungry and insane.
“Fuck me like you love me, then,” you say. He holds onto you tighter and bucks his hips harder, hitting it just right. You moan sweetly, arching your back and getting lost in the feeling.
“Yes, baby. Whatever you want.”
“Be my boyfriend,” you say. It’s like you triggered something inside him.
“Oh my god,” he whines, high-pitched and delicious. “Yes, yes, yes, yes..!”
“You’re mine,” you say, nails digging into his skin.
“Yours!” He’s chasing his high desperately now.
“Cum for me,” you command, and like always, he listens. He pulls out and spills his seed on your stomach, whining out your name the whole time. Your fingers on your clit bring you to your own high, and the room fills with nothing but the scent and sound of sex.
He collapses on top of you without even cleaning you up, but you don’t mind. You’ve never been in such blissful silence before.
You don’t know how many minutes passed like that before Yeonjun starts up again, “I’m literally framing that shirt and hanging it on my wall.”
You laugh, “Such a weirdo.”
“Don’t act like you hate it. This shirt basically made you my girlfriend.”
“Well. I guess.”
“Yeah. Tell me again it was a stupid costume,” he dares, shit-eating grin on his face.
“It was a stupid costume. You’re just very, very handsome, and very, very sweet.” You brush your hand through his hair.
He lights up. “I’ll take it.”
There’s a knock at the door. Yeonjun whips his head over to the door, then back to you.
“What’d I say?” he whispers.
“Yeah, whatever. You know it was worth it.”
A voice behind the door cuts in, “Hello?? This is my room! I swear, I’ll”—
You tune out the rest as you get dressed with Yeonjun, laughing as he cleans his cum off your stomach and steals a few more kisses from you. You only feel half-bad for defiling some stranger’s bedroom. You’re sure if they knew about the service they just did you—the shiny new boyfriend kind of service—they’d understand. Not that it matters too much, anyway. You make sure to bid them a happy Halloween as you leave the party with Yeonjun in hand.
u wanna do a needy yeonjun drabble soooo baddddddddd u want to write submissive needy yeonjun smut so so so bad 😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫
pretty pls w sprinkles on top
waittt ur right i do wanna write a needy yeonjun drabble just in time for halloween
(wc: 2.3k / warnings: subby!yeonjun yayyyy, oral (f rec.), unprotected sex, a few uses of the pet name “puppy” but it’s mostly ironic, begging 😛)
“What the hell?”
Your words make Yeonjun look down at himself like he’s trying to figure out what you could be disgusted at.
You read the text on his shirt out loud to him: “World’s Greatest Munch?”
He smiles so proudly, and it’d be endearing if it wasn’t over something so sleazy. “Yeah, it’s my costume.”
“That’s not a costume.”
“No?”
“No,” you assert. “And did you write that on the shirt yourself?”
He thinks about his answer for a second. “No.”
You’ll pretend you can’t recognize his messy handwriting, or the fact that the text is clearly written in sharpie and not printed on. “Okay,” you say.
So here Yeonjun stands, all audacity and no shame, at the door of your apartment, ready to head to some costume party with you. You seriously weigh the option of not going out with him at all, but this is technically your third official date with him, and he’s unfortunately a really great guy. Funny, too.
“Your costume’s cute. It’s like a sexy puppy,” he says. “Can you do tricks?”
Funny sometimes.
“I’m Snoopy!” you correct. He smiles, and you can’t stay mad at such a pretty face. You can forgive the low-effort costume, too.
“Alright, Snoopy. You ready to head out?” he asks, backing up a few steps so you can walk out of your door.
“Yup!!”
It’s not a far walk, luckily, or else you’d die from the cold before you ever arrive to the party. Yeonjun’s arm around you keeps you warm enough—or at least it gets your blood pumping from how fast your heart races.
He clings to you all night. He stays by your side as you refill your drinks, stays by your side as you chat with familiar faces, stays by your side as you dance to the songs playing from some mediocre Halloween playlist. He helps adjust your skirt when you get a little too rowdy, pulling it back over your ass as you both giggle to each other. He even waits for you outside the bathroom door when you go piss. A gentleman. And apparently the world’s greatest munch. It’s a much more appealing costume when you’re a little tipsy.
You come out of the bathroom and throw your arms around his neck immediately, kissing him like you missed him. Your friends would be puking right now at how touchy-feely you’re being.
“Why hello there,” you say as you part from the kiss, a wide smile tugging at your lips. “How kind of you to wait for me.”
He seems just as entertained as you. “Yeah, I’m pretty nice.”
“Mm,” you hum in agreement, hand coming down from his neck to massage his shoulder absentmindedly. “Handsome, too.”
“Yeah?”
You kiss him again instead of answering him. He’s a great kisser—you’ve already known this—but you’re itching to find out a little more about him. You devour him a little longer, sucking at his lips, feeling satisfied at the way he lets you do whatever you want. You pull apart with a glint in your eyes, licking your lips like you’re still hungry for more. It’s adorable how his gaze follows your tongue as you do.
“I hate that your stupid shirt is working on me.”
Yeonjun laughs, something genuine and cute and frighteningly heart-fluttering. “It’s my magic spell. Next thing you know you’re gonna be dropping your skirt to the floor,” he teases.
He’s probably joking, but you feel feral. You could literally take a bite of him right now. “Find us a room and let’s make it happen,” you say.
“Oh my god, for real?”
You steal his lips once more, hot and heated for all of two seconds before you’re pulling back. “Hurry up.”
He takes your orders exceedingly well, holding your hand as he roams through the house until an empty room greets him. You pounce on him as soon as the door is closed behind you, pulling him in and kissing him like you can’t get enough of his taste. He lets you part his lips with your tongue, lets you into his mouth with as much greed as you want, lets you do absolutely anything because he’s just that good.
It’s when he moans into your mouth that you decide you can’t take it anymore. You walk him back towards the bed until he’s falling onto it, straddling him once he’s down and admiring his plump, swollen lips from above. Your hands run all over his upper body, tracing your nails over his chest and arms and shoulders and wherever else you feel like touching.
“Whatcha wanna do, Jjunie?” you ask, smiling at him as you enjoy the view. He’s struggling to keep himself composed, you can see it in the way he breathes a little too hard, the way he shakes a little too much.
“Wanna touch my pretty puppy,” he answers obediently.
You could just melt into him. Everything he does is so endearing that you almost want to run away before you ruin the boy completely. Almost has never been enough to stop you from doing anything, though.
You take off your top, freeing your tits and grabbing at them teasingly. You give him a little show, tweaking your nipples and squeezing your breasts, keeping your evil grin at bay when he whimpers. He’s got these gorgeous pleading eyes, and you want to give him anything he asks for. You’re a very generous soul, after all.
“You wanna touch?” you ask, taking your own hands off yourself to free up space for him. You can practically see the stars in his eyes at your offer.
“So much, come on, please,” he begs in response. You pull him up by his hair until his mouth is at your tits, and he seems to get the hint. You keep a tight grasp on his hair as he sucks at your flesh, desperate tongue licking you up and down until his saliva drenches your chest. He wasn’t kidding about how good his mouth is—you’re already grinding down on him and seeking out more pleasure. It’s a treat to feel how hard he already is beneath you.
He pulls off your tits with a wet pop, tilting his head up to look at you with wide, pleading eyes. “Your pussy,” he says, hands coming up to play with your tits as he awaits your approval.
“What about it?” You enjoy the coy act, especially when it has him begging for you like this.
“Gotta taste it,” he says. His hands on your body are so convincing that you think you’d give him anything he wanted right now. You push him back down to the bed and crawl over him until your cunt hovers over his face. He holds onto your thighs and bites his lip, staring beneath your skirt to get a good look at your panties.
“I usually don’t let men in that easily,” you say, pulling your skirt up and pushing your panties to the side. Yeonjun’s waiting patiently, not doing anything you don’t tell him to, even though you can see the neediness growing in him.
“I’ll earn it,” he promises. You know he’ll make good on it, too.
“Okay, earn it then.”
He kisses your thighs with an open mouth, driven only by lust and a lingering buzz from the alcohol. You sigh out in pleasure and run your fingers through his hair, praising him as he litters your thighs with kitten licks and soft bites.
“You’re making me wet, Jjunie,” you tease, smiling as he moans into your skin. He sucks at your flesh until he’s panting to catch his breath. It’s cute how he acts like he needs your cunt to survive. He really is proving himself, and the lack of stimulation on your cunt is quickly becoming unbearable.
“Will you sit on my face now? Baby?” he asks, a little breathless. It would be cruel to deny such a polite request.
He wastes no time once your heat meets his tongue, flattening it out to give you a nice surface to ride on. He dips the tip of his tongue into your cunt, so slight but so effective, just swirling it and leaving you brainless above him. You curl your fist into the sheet and start grinding against his face, moaning at the relief that finally finds you.
“Yeah, fuck, do it like that,” you manage to breathe out. His nose bumps against your clit each time you rock forward, and his tongue pushes a little further into you when you lean back.
You chase the pleasure, making noises that you don’t even have the mind to be embarrassed about. You’re cursing out as you feel your insides twist up, greedy for more until you find the perfect rhythm, fucking yourself against him like that’s what he was made for.
“You want me to cum, baby? Yeah?” you ask, all raspy and delirious. He moans pathetically beneath you in response, hands digging into your thighs to encourage you to go further. You take everything you need until you’re right there, gasping out when the knot inside you finally snaps.
“Oh, fuck! So good, you’re so good,” you spew out mindlessly, waves of pleasure crashing over you until you slow to a stop above him. You remember to give the poor boy a chance to breathe, lifting off of his face and rolling over to lie down beside him.
“Holy shit,” Yeonjun curses, turning on his side to look at you. You’re still staring at the ceiling, chest rising and falling heavily while you catch your breath. “You’re so sexy. Thank you, baby.”
You laugh a little. “You’re welcome.”
He wraps an arm over your waist and brings you a little closer to him. “You think we should head out of the room now?” he asks.
“Already?”
“Someone’s probably gonna come knocking soon,” he reasons.
He’s not going to ask you to suck his dick or something? Maybe his shirt is telling the truth.
…For some reason that turns you on again.
“Fuck me first,” you say, reaching out to grab hold of his face. You bring him in for a quick peck, then help move him on top of you.
“You sure?” he asks. You’re already clawing at his pants like some ravenous freak. How humbling.
“Yeah, are you?” you return the question.
“Fuck yeah,” he says, smiling. You laugh, and he pulls off your clothes as you take off his. The moment is rushed and fun and stupid, and you want to live in it forever.
Oh god, you think you want to be with him forever.
“Tell me how much you need it,” you say, if only to feel more in control of the situation again. He’s got his dick in his hand already, lubed up with spit as he jerks himself off a little.
He’s ever the obedient listener. “I’ll die without it, I think.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. Gonna fuck you forever, baby.”
You hum happily at that.
He continues, “Gonna fuck you, wanna fuck you now, let me fuck you, please.”
Feeling this kind of power over such a handsome man is too sweet, too addictive. “Keep telling me how much you need me,” you insist, taking his dick in your hand and bringing it to your entrance. He gasps and lets you do as you please, and it’s so funny to see him short-circuit over your hand on his cock.
“I need you so much, I—ah, fuck! Tight..!” You bite down on your smile as you coax him into you, taking hold of his hips to help sink him in.
“Go on,” you say. He starts thrusting into you, and it’s beyond satisfying to watch how he struggles to keep himself together.
“Think you’re so pretty. Always drives me crazy,” he confesses as he fucks you open on him. You can’t help but bring your fingers to your clit; it’s killing you to see him losing his mind like this. You feel possessive and hungry and insane.
“Fuck me like you love me, then,” you say. He holds onto you tighter and bucks his hips harder, hitting it just right. You moan sweetly, arching your back and getting lost in the feeling.
“Yes, baby. Whatever you want.”
“Be my boyfriend,” you say. It’s like you triggered something inside him.
“Oh my god,” he whines, high-pitched and delicious. “Yes, yes, yes, yes..!”
“You’re mine,” you say, nails digging into his skin.
“Yours!” He’s chasing his high desperately now.
“Cum for me,” you command, and like always, he listens. He pulls out and spills his seed on your stomach, whining out your name the whole time. Your fingers on your clit bring you to your own high, and the room fills with nothing but the scent and sound of sex.
He collapses on top of you without even cleaning you up, but you don’t mind. You’ve never been in such blissful silence before.
You don’t know how many minutes passed like that before Yeonjun starts up again, “I’m literally framing that shirt and hanging it on my wall.”
You laugh, “Such a weirdo.”
“Don’t act like you hate it. This shirt basically made you my girlfriend.”
“Well. I guess.”
“Yeah. Tell me again it was a stupid costume,” he dares, shit-eating grin on his face.
“It was a stupid costume. You’re just very, very handsome, and very, very sweet.” You brush your hand through his hair.
He lights up. “I’ll take it.”
There’s a knock at the door. Yeonjun whips his head over to the door, then back to you.
“What’d I say?” he whispers.
“Yeah, whatever. You know it was worth it.”
A voice behind the door cuts in, “Hello?? This is my room! I swear, I’ll”—
You tune out the rest as you get dressed with Yeonjun, laughing as he cleans his cum off your stomach and steals a few more kisses from you. You only feel half-bad for defiling some stranger’s bedroom. You’re sure if they knew about the service they just did you—the shiny new boyfriend kind of service—they’d understand. Not that it matters too much, anyway. You make sure to bid them a happy Halloween as you leave the party with Yeonjun in hand.
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