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genre » smut (18+ ONLY; MDNI PLEASE!) 🔞 yunho being a sweet boyfriend so a bit of fluff ig, but also he will be the death of me oml
word count; estimated reading time » 970; ~4 mins
warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » dom/sub dynamic, dom!yunho, sub!reader, service-boyfriend (?) yunho, marking/bruising (reader receiving), breeding, creampie, begging, dirty talk, praise kink, soft talk (?), rough sex, clit stimulation/rubbing, pussy eating, slight crying (reader) unprotected sex, penetrative sex, kissing, yunho implied to be physically bigger, pet names (baby, babygirl), yunho presses on reader's stomach, aftercare, mentions of a second round
navi/masterlist!! 🤍
wow...i have not updated this page in so long. but then after writing this, the thoughts went 🏃♀️💨💨 i thought that when i would do an update, it would be for the boyz again but yunho....jeong yunho....the man you are.
Right now, in this moment, it feels like a dream. The way Yunho’s hands firmly hold your waist, hoisting you slightly above the mattress. The way he pulls your body closer, resting your legs over his shoulders for support. The way he looks down at you with half-lidded eyes in euphoria.
Yunho only smiles when you rush to grab a fistful of the sheets. He whispers to your skin, sliding his kisses from your leg up to your waist. You gasp at the new angle as he pushes your legs closer to your stomach.
“Too much for my baby girl?” There's a slight furrow between his brows, but you're quick to ease it. “Harder?”
“Please,” you beg him.
It's all he needs to completely pull himself from your body. He maintains eye contact with you, hands resting on either side of your shoulder as he scans your face. The corner of his lips rises, and the head of his length kisses your entrance for a split second before it reaches your cervix. You gasp at the sudden fullness, and Yunho intensifies the feeling by pushing your stomach slightly. He sets the pace for you both, groaning and chuckling at the way that he's the only one who could make you moan.
The crown of your head kisses the pillow as you tilt your head at the sensation. Yunho takes this opportunity to press into you, only leaving his mark all over your skin with his bites. Your chest has his love bites, and the crook of your neck has new ones.
“Pretty pretty girl,” he hushed between pants. “It feels like a dream. To be able to hold you and feel you so deeply like this.” You whimper when he finds the place that makes you claw your nails into the sheets. “Found it,” he celebrates by hitting the spot repeatedly.
“Yunho…” A slight tear shows your overwhelming love for him. Yunho kisses it away, not wasting time to envelop your lips. His tongue swipes against your lower lip, biting and sucking.
Your moans to his name start getting drowned by your wet bodies kissing in the most intimate way possible. You abandon your grip below you, settling on his hair instead. Your touch satisfies him, only urging him to go faster, to go harder. You squeal at the new pace, fisting his black hair for support.
“You're taking what I give you so perfectly. What a good girl, aren't you?” You nod, legs starting to shake. “You're also squeezing around me tightly. Worried that I might leave?”
Yunho nuzzles into the crook of your neck, focusing on the inside curves of your body. “This better not be a dream.”
“Even if it is, you can tell me all about it so that we can recreate it.” Amidst the dirty sounds bouncing off the walls, and your tongues not getting enough of each other, Yunho pushes you towards your limit further. “We can do this every day, every night and every second. You know I could never get enough of you.”
Your trembling hands slide to cup his jawline, and you attempt to speak between your pants, whines and moans. “I need you, Yunho.”
“You already have me,” he shakes his head. “Tell me what else you want from me.”
“Yun…”
“Tell me, or else I won't know, will I?”
For the first time, you glance away from his lustful eyes. You follow the vein around his neck, to his defined collarbones and chest muscles that flex with each movement. Your breath stutters when you reach the V-line of his torso, leading to where Yunho gives all his love and devotion to you. The sight of his veiny length effortlessly entering you only makes you pulse your walls. He hisses at the pressure, responding to you by marking your cleavage and chest with his teeth.
“Tell me, baby girl.”
His hoarse voice has you meeting the eyes that you've fallen for at first sight. You maintain eye contact, sealing your love for him in the next few words, “I need you to come inside me. I need to feel you for a bit more after this.”
Yunho gulps, taking a deep breath to continue the pace that he's been keeping. He's determined to give you what you want, but to make sure your body shakes under his touch.
“I'll get you there.” He kisses your forehead before proceeding to make you louder. “That's it, that's it. Take me as you need.” You flinch when a finger circles on your clit, and you almost pull away if it wasn't for Yunho's quick resistance in grabbing your hips. “Stay still, baby. You can do it. You've done it before, and you’ll do it again.”
With a final few thrusts, your world shakes, and Yunho safely embraces you through it. A few thrusts after, his remnants fill you completely. You sigh in relief at the feeling, focusing on keeping his spill inside as much as possible. His thumb soothes his previous actions on your hip bone.
Your attention shifts to a warm palm on your cheek, “I love you more than anything else in the world.”
The words are familiar when they come from Yunho, yet you're so happily overwhelmed by him that you couldn't help shedding another tear. “I love you so much more, Yunho.”
He flashes a genuine smile, nodding through your emotions as he presses his lips all over your face. Melodic chuckles leave his lips, and he's breathtaking whenever he pulls away to catch a glimpse of you. You didn't allow him to leave your side when he tried to convince you to grab a wet towel to soothe your bruises.
After much retaliation, Yunho gives in, but couldn't pass on another opportunity, “Should I clean you up then?”
navi/masterlist!! 🤍
join the taglist here » @k-vanity @k-films @kflixnet @starlit-network @kstrucknet @blossomnet @pirateeznet @haneul-and-clouds @ffenjoyerdazme
genre » smut (18+ ONLY; MDNI PLEASE!) 🔞 yunho being a sweet boyfriend so a bit of fluff ig, but also he will be the death of me oml
word count; estimated reading time » 970; ~4 mins
warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » dom/sub dynamic, dom!yunho, sub!reader, service-boyfriend (?) yunho, marking/bruising (reader receiving), breeding, creampie, begging, dirty talk, praise kink, soft talk (?), rough sex, clit stimulation/rubbing, pussy eating, slight crying (reader) unprotected sex, penetrative sex, kissing, yunho implied to be physically bigger, pet names (baby, babygirl), yunho presses on reader's stomach, aftercare, mentions of a second round
navi/masterlist!! 🤍
wow...i have not updated this page in so long. but then after writing this, the thoughts went 🏃♀️💨💨 i thought that when i would do an update, it would be for the boyz again but yunho....jeong yunho....the man you are.
Right now, in this moment, it feels like a dream. The way Yunho’s hands firmly hold your waist, hoisting you slightly above the mattress. The way he pulls your body closer, resting your legs over his shoulders for support. The way he looks down at you with half-lidded eyes in euphoria.
Yunho only smiles when you rush to grab a fistful of the sheets. He whispers to your skin, sliding his kisses from your leg up to your waist. You gasp at the new angle as he pushes your legs closer to your stomach.
“Too much for my baby girl?” There's a slight furrow between his brows, but you're quick to ease it. “Harder?”
“Please,” you beg him.
It's all he needs to completely pull himself from your body. He maintains eye contact with you, hands resting on either side of your shoulder as he scans your face. The corner of his lips rises, and the head of his length kisses your entrance for a split second before it reaches your cervix. You gasp at the sudden fullness, and Yunho intensifies the feeling by pushing your stomach slightly. He sets the pace for you both, groaning and chuckling at the way that he's the only one who could make you moan.
The crown of your head kisses the pillow as you tilt your head at the sensation. Yunho takes this opportunity to press into you, only leaving his mark all over your skin with his bites. Your chest has his love bites, and the crook of your neck has new ones.
“Pretty pretty girl,” he hushed between pants. “It feels like a dream. To be able to hold you and feel you so deeply like this.” You whimper when he finds the place that makes you claw your nails into the sheets. “Found it,” he celebrates by hitting the spot repeatedly.
“Yunho…” A slight tear shows your overwhelming love for him. Yunho kisses it away, not wasting time to envelop your lips. His tongue swipes against your lower lip, biting and sucking.
Your moans to his name start getting drowned by your wet bodies kissing in the most intimate way possible. You abandon your grip below you, settling on his hair instead. Your touch satisfies him, only urging him to go faster, to go harder. You squeal at the new pace, fisting his black hair for support.
“You're taking what I give you so perfectly. What a good girl, aren't you?” You nod, legs starting to shake. “You're also squeezing around me tightly. Worried that I might leave?”
Yunho nuzzles into the crook of your neck, focusing on the inside curves of your body. “This better not be a dream.”
“Even if it is, you can tell me all about it so that we can recreate it.” Amidst the dirty sounds bouncing off the walls, and your tongues not getting enough of each other, Yunho pushes you towards your limit further. “We can do this every day, every night and every second. You know I could never get enough of you.”
Your trembling hands slide to cup his jawline, and you attempt to speak between your pants, whines and moans. “I need you, Yunho.”
“You already have me,” he shakes his head. “Tell me what else you want from me.”
“Yun…”
“Tell me, or else I won't know, will I?”
For the first time, you glance away from his lustful eyes. You follow the vein around his neck, to his defined collarbones and chest muscles that flex with each movement. Your breath stutters when you reach the V-line of his torso, leading to where Yunho gives all his love and devotion to you. The sight of his veiny length effortlessly entering you only makes you pulse your walls. He hisses at the pressure, responding to you by marking your cleavage and chest with his teeth.
“Tell me, baby girl.”
His hoarse voice has you meeting the eyes that you've fallen for at first sight. You maintain eye contact, sealing your love for him in the next few words, “I need you to come inside me. I need to feel you for a bit more after this.”
Yunho gulps, taking a deep breath to continue the pace that he's been keeping. He's determined to give you what you want, but to make sure your body shakes under his touch.
“I'll get you there.” He kisses your forehead before proceeding to make you louder. “That's it, that's it. Take me as you need.” You flinch when a finger circles on your clit, and you almost pull away if it wasn't for Yunho's quick resistance in grabbing your hips. “Stay still, baby. You can do it. You've done it before, and you’ll do it again.”
With a final few thrusts, your world shakes, and Yunho safely embraces you through it. A few thrusts after, his remnants fill you completely. You sigh in relief at the feeling, focusing on keeping his spill inside as much as possible. His thumb soothes his previous actions on your hip bone.
Your attention shifts to a warm palm on your cheek, “I love you more than anything else in the world.”
The words are familiar when they come from Yunho, yet you're so happily overwhelmed by him that you couldn't help shedding another tear. “I love you so much more, Yunho.”
He flashes a genuine smile, nodding through your emotions as he presses his lips all over your face. Melodic chuckles leave his lips, and he's breathtaking whenever he pulls away to catch a glimpse of you. You didn't allow him to leave your side when he tried to convince you to grab a wet towel to soothe your bruises.
After much retaliation, Yunho gives in, but couldn't pass on another opportunity, “Should I clean you up then?”
navi/masterlist!! 🤍
join the taglist here » @k-vanity @k-films @kflixnet @starlit-network @kstrucknet @blossomnet @pirateeznet @haneul-and-clouds @ffenjoyerdazme
genre » smut (18+ ONLY; MDNI PLEASE!) 🔞 yunho being a sweet boyfriend so a bit of fluff ig, but also he will be the death of me oml
word count; estimated reading time » 970; ~4 mins
warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » dom/sub dynamic, dom!yunho, sub!reader, service-boyfriend (?) yunho, marking/bruising (reader receiving), breeding, creampie, begging, dirty talk, praise kink, soft talk (?), rough sex, clit stimulation/rubbing, pussy eating, slight crying (reader) unprotected sex, penetrative sex, kissing, yunho implied to be physically bigger, pet names (baby, babygirl), yunho presses on reader's stomach, aftercare, mentions of a second round
navi/masterlist!! 🤍
wow...i have not updated this page in so long. but then after writing this, the thoughts went 🏃♀️💨💨 i thought that when i would do an update, it would be for the boyz again but yunho....jeong yunho....the man you are.
Right now, in this moment, it feels like a dream. The way Yunho’s hands firmly hold your waist, hoisting you slightly above the mattress. The way he pulls your body closer, resting your legs over his shoulders for support. The way he looks down at you with half-lidded eyes in euphoria.
Yunho only smiles when you rush to grab a fistful of the sheets. He whispers to your skin, sliding his kisses from your leg up to your waist. You gasp at the new angle as he pushes your legs closer to your stomach.
“Too much for my baby girl?” There's a slight furrow between his brows, but you're quick to ease it. “Harder?”
“Please,” you beg him.
It's all he needs to completely pull himself from your body. He maintains eye contact with you, hands resting on either side of your shoulder as he scans your face. The corner of his lips rises, and the head of his length kisses your entrance for a split second before it reaches your cervix. You gasp at the sudden fullness, and Yunho intensifies the feeling by pushing your stomach slightly. He sets the pace for you both, groaning and chuckling at the way that he's the only one who could make you moan.
The crown of your head kisses the pillow as you tilt your head at the sensation. Yunho takes this opportunity to press into you, only leaving his mark all over your skin with his bites. Your chest has his love bites, and the crook of your neck has new ones.
“Pretty pretty girl,” he hushed between pants. “It feels like a dream. To be able to hold you and feel you so deeply like this.” You whimper when he finds the place that makes you claw your nails into the sheets. “Found it,” he celebrates by hitting the spot repeatedly.
“Yunho…” A slight tear shows your overwhelming love for him. Yunho kisses it away, not wasting time to envelop your lips. His tongue swipes against your lower lip, biting and sucking.
Your moans to his name start getting drowned by your wet bodies kissing in the most intimate way possible. You abandon your grip below you, settling on his hair instead. Your touch satisfies him, only urging him to go faster, to go harder. You squeal at the new pace, fisting his black hair for support.
“You're taking what I give you so perfectly. What a good girl, aren't you?” You nod, legs starting to shake. “You're also squeezing around me tightly. Worried that I might leave?”
Yunho nuzzles into the crook of your neck, focusing on the inside curves of your body. “This better not be a dream.”
“Even if it is, you can tell me all about it so that we can recreate it.” Amidst the dirty sounds bouncing off the walls, and your tongues not getting enough of each other, Yunho pushes you towards your limit further. “We can do this every day, every night and every second. You know I could never get enough of you.”
Your trembling hands slide to cup his jawline, and you attempt to speak between your pants, whines and moans. “I need you, Yunho.”
“You already have me,” he shakes his head. “Tell me what else you want from me.”
“Yun…”
“Tell me, or else I won't know, will I?”
For the first time, you glance away from his lustful eyes. You follow the vein around his neck, to his defined collarbones and chest muscles that flex with each movement. Your breath stutters when you reach the V-line of his torso, leading to where Yunho gives all his love and devotion to you. The sight of his veiny length effortlessly entering you only makes you pulse your walls. He hisses at the pressure, responding to you by marking your cleavage and chest with his teeth.
“Tell me, baby girl.”
His hoarse voice has you meeting the eyes that you've fallen for at first sight. You maintain eye contact, sealing your love for him in the next few words, “I need you to come inside me. I need to feel you for a bit more after this.”
Yunho gulps, taking a deep breath to continue the pace that he's been keeping. He's determined to give you what you want, but to make sure your body shakes under his touch.
“I'll get you there.” He kisses your forehead before proceeding to make you louder. “That's it, that's it. Take me as you need.” You flinch when a finger circles on your clit, and you almost pull away if it wasn't for Yunho's quick resistance in grabbing your hips. “Stay still, baby. You can do it. You've done it before, and you’ll do it again.”
With a final few thrusts, your world shakes, and Yunho safely embraces you through it. A few thrusts after, his remnants fill you completely. You sigh in relief at the feeling, focusing on keeping his spill inside as much as possible. His thumb soothes his previous actions on your hip bone.
Your attention shifts to a warm palm on your cheek, “I love you more than anything else in the world.”
The words are familiar when they come from Yunho, yet you're so happily overwhelmed by him that you couldn't help shedding another tear. “I love you so much more, Yunho.”
He flashes a genuine smile, nodding through your emotions as he presses his lips all over your face. Melodic chuckles leave his lips, and he's breathtaking whenever he pulls away to catch a glimpse of you. You didn't allow him to leave your side when he tried to convince you to grab a wet towel to soothe your bruises.
After much retaliation, Yunho gives in, but couldn't pass on another opportunity, “Should I clean you up then?”
navi/masterlist!! 🤍
join the taglist here » @k-vanity @k-films @kflixnet @starlit-network @kstrucknet @blossomnet @pirateeznet @haneul-and-clouds @ffenjoyerdazme
genre » smut (18+ ONLY; MDNI PLEASE!) 🔞 yunho being a sweet boyfriend so a bit of fluff ig, but also he will be the death of me oml
word count; estimated reading time » 970; ~4 mins
warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » dom/sub dynamic, dom!yunho, sub!reader, service-boyfriend (?) yunho, marking/bruising (reader receiving), breeding, creampie, begging, dirty talk, praise kink, soft talk (?), rough sex, clit stimulation/rubbing, pussy eating, slight crying (reader) unprotected sex, penetrative sex, kissing, yunho implied to be physically bigger, pet names (baby, babygirl), yunho presses on reader's stomach, aftercare, mentions of a second round
navi/masterlist!! 🤍
wow...i have not updated this page in so long. but then after writing this, the thoughts went 🏃♀️💨💨 i thought that when i would do an update, it would be for the boyz again but yunho....jeong yunho....the man you are.
Right now, in this moment, it feels like a dream. The way Yunho’s hands firmly hold your waist, hoisting you slightly above the mattress. The way he pulls your body closer, resting your legs over his shoulders for support. The way he looks down at you with half-lidded eyes in euphoria.
Yunho only smiles when you rush to grab a fistful of the sheets. He whispers to your skin, sliding his kisses from your leg up to your waist. You gasp at the new angle as he pushes your legs closer to your stomach.
“Too much for my baby girl?” There's a slight furrow between his brows, but you're quick to ease it. “Harder?”
“Please,” you beg him.
It's all he needs to completely pull himself from your body. He maintains eye contact with you, hands resting on either side of your shoulder as he scans your face. The corner of his lips rises, and the head of his length kisses your entrance for a split second before it reaches your cervix. You gasp at the sudden fullness, and Yunho intensifies the feeling by pushing your stomach slightly. He sets the pace for you both, groaning and chuckling at the way that he's the only one who could make you moan.
The crown of your head kisses the pillow as you tilt your head at the sensation. Yunho takes this opportunity to press into you, only leaving his mark all over your skin with his bites. Your chest has his love bites, and the crook of your neck has new ones.
“Pretty pretty girl,” he hushed between pants. “It feels like a dream. To be able to hold you and feel you so deeply like this.” You whimper when he finds the place that makes you claw your nails into the sheets. “Found it,” he celebrates by hitting the spot repeatedly.
“Yunho…” A slight tear shows your overwhelming love for him. Yunho kisses it away, not wasting time to envelop your lips. His tongue swipes against your lower lip, biting and sucking.
Your moans to his name start getting drowned by your wet bodies kissing in the most intimate way possible. You abandon your grip below you, settling on his hair instead. Your touch satisfies him, only urging him to go faster, to go harder. You squeal at the new pace, fisting his black hair for support.
“You're taking what I give you so perfectly. What a good girl, aren't you?” You nod, legs starting to shake. “You're also squeezing around me tightly. Worried that I might leave?”
Yunho nuzzles into the crook of your neck, focusing on the inside curves of your body. “This better not be a dream.”
“Even if it is, you can tell me all about it so that we can recreate it.” Amidst the dirty sounds bouncing off the walls, and your tongues not getting enough of each other, Yunho pushes you towards your limit further. “We can do this every day, every night and every second. You know I could never get enough of you.”
Your trembling hands slide to cup his jawline, and you attempt to speak between your pants, whines and moans. “I need you, Yunho.”
“You already have me,” he shakes his head. “Tell me what else you want from me.”
“Yun…”
“Tell me, or else I won't know, will I?”
For the first time, you glance away from his lustful eyes. You follow the vein around his neck, to his defined collarbones and chest muscles that flex with each movement. Your breath stutters when you reach the V-line of his torso, leading to where Yunho gives all his love and devotion to you. The sight of his veiny length effortlessly entering you only makes you pulse your walls. He hisses at the pressure, responding to you by marking your cleavage and chest with his teeth.
“Tell me, baby girl.”
His hoarse voice has you meeting the eyes that you've fallen for at first sight. You maintain eye contact, sealing your love for him in the next few words, “I need you to come inside me. I need to feel you for a bit more after this.”
Yunho gulps, taking a deep breath to continue the pace that he's been keeping. He's determined to give you what you want, but to make sure your body shakes under his touch.
“I'll get you there.” He kisses your forehead before proceeding to make you louder. “That's it, that's it. Take me as you need.” You flinch when a finger circles on your clit, and you almost pull away if it wasn't for Yunho's quick resistance in grabbing your hips. “Stay still, baby. You can do it. You've done it before, and you’ll do it again.”
With a final few thrusts, your world shakes, and Yunho safely embraces you through it. A few thrusts after, his remnants fill you completely. You sigh in relief at the feeling, focusing on keeping his spill inside as much as possible. His thumb soothes his previous actions on your hip bone.
Your attention shifts to a warm palm on your cheek, “I love you more than anything else in the world.”
The words are familiar when they come from Yunho, yet you're so happily overwhelmed by him that you couldn't help shedding another tear. “I love you so much more, Yunho.”
He flashes a genuine smile, nodding through your emotions as he presses his lips all over your face. Melodic chuckles leave his lips, and he's breathtaking whenever he pulls away to catch a glimpse of you. You didn't allow him to leave your side when he tried to convince you to grab a wet towel to soothe your bruises.
After much retaliation, Yunho gives in, but couldn't pass on another opportunity, “Should I clean you up then?”
navi/masterlist!! 🤍
join the taglist here » @k-vanity @k-films @kflixnet @starlit-network @kstrucknet @blossomnet @pirateeznet @haneul-and-clouds @ffenjoyerdazme
genre » smut (18+ ONLY; MDNI PLEASE!) 🔞 yunho being a sweet boyfriend so a bit of fluff ig, but also he will be the death of me oml
word count; estimated reading time » 970; ~4 mins
warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » dom/sub dynamic, dom!yunho, sub!reader, service-boyfriend (?) yunho, marking/bruising (reader receiving), breeding, creampie, begging, dirty talk, praise kink, soft talk (?), rough sex, clit stimulation/rubbing, pussy eating, slight crying (reader) unprotected sex, penetrative sex, kissing, yunho implied to be physically bigger, pet names (baby, babygirl), yunho presses on reader's stomach, aftercare, mentions of a second round
navi/masterlist!! 🤍
wow...i have not updated this page in so long. but then after writing this, the thoughts went 🏃♀️💨💨 i thought that when i would do an update, it would be for the boyz again but yunho....jeong yunho....the man you are.
Right now, in this moment, it feels like a dream. The way Yunho’s hands firmly hold your waist, hoisting you slightly above the mattress. The way he pulls your body closer, resting your legs over his shoulders for support. The way he looks down at you with half-lidded eyes in euphoria.
Yunho only smiles when you rush to grab a fistful of the sheets. He whispers to your skin, sliding his kisses from your leg up to your waist. You gasp at the new angle as he pushes your legs closer to your stomach.
“Too much for my baby girl?” There's a slight furrow between his brows, but you're quick to ease it. “Harder?”
“Please,” you beg him.
It's all he needs to completely pull himself from your body. He maintains eye contact with you, hands resting on either side of your shoulder as he scans your face. The corner of his lips rises, and the head of his length kisses your entrance for a split second before it reaches your cervix. You gasp at the sudden fullness, and Yunho intensifies the feeling by pushing your stomach slightly. He sets the pace for you both, groaning and chuckling at the way that he's the only one who could make you moan.
The crown of your head kisses the pillow as you tilt your head at the sensation. Yunho takes this opportunity to press into you, only leaving his mark all over your skin with his bites. Your chest has his love bites, and the crook of your neck has new ones.
“Pretty pretty girl,” he hushed between pants. “It feels like a dream. To be able to hold you and feel you so deeply like this.” You whimper when he finds the place that makes you claw your nails into the sheets. “Found it,” he celebrates by hitting the spot repeatedly.
“Yunho…” A slight tear shows your overwhelming love for him. Yunho kisses it away, not wasting time to envelop your lips. His tongue swipes against your lower lip, biting and sucking.
Your moans to his name start getting drowned by your wet bodies kissing in the most intimate way possible. You abandon your grip below you, settling on his hair instead. Your touch satisfies him, only urging him to go faster, to go harder. You squeal at the new pace, fisting his black hair for support.
“You're taking what I give you so perfectly. What a good girl, aren't you?” You nod, legs starting to shake. “You're also squeezing around me tightly. Worried that I might leave?”
Yunho nuzzles into the crook of your neck, focusing on the inside curves of your body. “This better not be a dream.”
“Even if it is, you can tell me all about it so that we can recreate it.” Amidst the dirty sounds bouncing off the walls, and your tongues not getting enough of each other, Yunho pushes you towards your limit further. “We can do this every day, every night and every second. You know I could never get enough of you.”
Your trembling hands slide to cup his jawline, and you attempt to speak between your pants, whines and moans. “I need you, Yunho.”
“You already have me,” he shakes his head. “Tell me what else you want from me.”
“Yun…”
“Tell me, or else I won't know, will I?”
For the first time, you glance away from his lustful eyes. You follow the vein around his neck, to his defined collarbones and chest muscles that flex with each movement. Your breath stutters when you reach the V-line of his torso, leading to where Yunho gives all his love and devotion to you. The sight of his veiny length effortlessly entering you only makes you pulse your walls. He hisses at the pressure, responding to you by marking your cleavage and chest with his teeth.
“Tell me, baby girl.”
His hoarse voice has you meeting the eyes that you've fallen for at first sight. You maintain eye contact, sealing your love for him in the next few words, “I need you to come inside me. I need to feel you for a bit more after this.”
Yunho gulps, taking a deep breath to continue the pace that he's been keeping. He's determined to give you what you want, but to make sure your body shakes under his touch.
“I'll get you there.” He kisses your forehead before proceeding to make you louder. “That's it, that's it. Take me as you need.” You flinch when a finger circles on your clit, and you almost pull away if it wasn't for Yunho's quick resistance in grabbing your hips. “Stay still, baby. You can do it. You've done it before, and you’ll do it again.”
With a final few thrusts, your world shakes, and Yunho safely embraces you through it. A few thrusts after, his remnants fill you completely. You sigh in relief at the feeling, focusing on keeping his spill inside as much as possible. His thumb soothes his previous actions on your hip bone.
Your attention shifts to a warm palm on your cheek, “I love you more than anything else in the world.”
The words are familiar when they come from Yunho, yet you're so happily overwhelmed by him that you couldn't help shedding another tear. “I love you so much more, Yunho.”
He flashes a genuine smile, nodding through your emotions as he presses his lips all over your face. Melodic chuckles leave his lips, and he's breathtaking whenever he pulls away to catch a glimpse of you. You didn't allow him to leave your side when he tried to convince you to grab a wet towel to soothe your bruises.
After much retaliation, Yunho gives in, but couldn't pass on another opportunity, “Should I clean you up then?”
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word count; estimated reading time » 1970; ~8 mins
warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » dom!eric, sub!reader, public sex (on a surfboard in the ocean, quite far away from the rest of the crowd), praising (reader receiving), dirty talk (not explicit), begging (reader to eric), pet name (baby girl, pretty girl), nickname (buff puppy; reader to eric), fingering (reader receiving), marking and kisses on skin (reader receiving), reader has medium-long hair, reader wears a bikini, eric is shirtless, eric and reader are the same height, eric implied to have a bigger build, orgasm denial (once), cum tasting (eric to reader)
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In between your chaotic university schedule and unhelpful teammates in your group work, came Eric's idea to take a day at the beach. You're more than enlightened at the idea, already sorting the day's wardrobe in your head.
Now, the toasted sand tickles between the crevices and around your bare feet, but you don't flinch, feeling your muscles relax instead. Your exposed stomach and back bask in the sun, delightful at the kiss from the sun. Eric walks beside you, his right hand protectively landing on your waist, pulling you closer to him; reminding the others around you to stop looking at your lower cheeks and upper chest which makes him scowl.
"You're looking hot but I hate how others can see you like this." Tucking his hand on the aide waistband on your bottoms and letting the material slap your skin.
You raise an eyebrow at him, your head dipping and rising at his exposed chest, "Speak for yourself, you buff puppy."
There and then comes Eric's light and golden smile that had you since day one, that only seemed all the more attractive with the limited skin contact that you share due to your light blue bikini and his pink swimmers. For Eric, it's the fact that the sight of you like this makes him want to take you right then and there, but he needed to stay civil in the public place.
You made your temporary post in the crowded space, spreading your beach towel and your belongings under the beach umbrella that you recently bought. Eric sticks his surfboard onto the sand next to where you would be sitting, creating more walls from the setting yet still scorching sun. You both settle in, popping off the cap of your sunscreen.
"Need help?" Knowing well enough that you will accept it.
A generous amount is applied to his palm and Eric guides you to sit between his spread legs as he begins applying the lotion starting from your shoulders and along your spine. You should've known that he was plotting something for even though you couldn't see the spreading grin on his face, his hands did all the talking. From the curve of your shoulder, coming to curve to your chest.
Slightly turning your head around, you shoot him a raised eyebrow but he feigns a straight face. His fingers go beneath the shoulder strap, following the line to your breasts. At least, you thought he would be groping you over the clothing but were proved wrong when your hardened buds were between his fingers that swiped and tugged making your back straighten.
"E-Eric---" Looking around at the oblivious children and parents. You couldn't help but squirm into him, the tip of his finger now circling your sensitive buds.
A hand flies to cover your mouth and Eric only shoots you a smile at the way your lips tremble in pleasure. "Good girl." Oh, he's crazy to call you that in public. "Looking all pretty for me."
"Oh..." His fingers tap teasingly towards your clothed mound, making your legs close instinctively. Eric clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth in disapproval, to which you shakily open your shaking legs once more to him. You know where this is going and you should probably keep some public dignity but how could you when the length of his fingers covers your slit, brushing you in an upwards motion, proud of the dampening fabric that he's created?
Your head falls back onto his shoulder, gasping for the air above. The whimpers that you let out are now clearer and closer to your boyfriend’s ears and once again, it takes Eric everything to not turn you around, tug both your underwear down and guide your surely pooling arousal around his hardening part.
But he’s got better ideas than what you both usually do behind closed doors. The fact that you’re gripping onto his forearm, gasping for air and his touch despite only having a minimal amount of coverage to the world around you makes the idea in his head all the more interesting to try. Without another word, Eric retracts his arm, scooting backwards before standing up.
Your furrowed eyebrows contrasted with the cute jut of your lower lip as your head turned, eyes following to see him retrieve his surfboard from the sand, tucking it below his arm. Eric winks at you and before you can protest your disappointment about the building orgasm, he crouches eye level with you, stealing a peck from your lips.
“Come on,” he tilts his head towards the body of water, “you said you wanted to surf with me. Let me show you something while I’m at it.”
You couldn't see through that mischievous smirk and that annoyingly charming wink sent once again. Even though you rolled your eyes and heaved a heavy sigh, he knew that you would accept the hand that he has put out for you. Just like before, his fingers curve around the side of your waist, the surfboard from before under his arm as you both make your way to the crowded ocean.
At first, everything is civil. You both cupped your hands together to splash the salty liquid on each other’s faces, innocent and beaming in the summer. Eric would use the board as a barrier from your attacks and in turn, you would shout at how unfair he was being in the fight. The cooling water around you and the way the sand below you would most probably get between your feet when you walk back. The particles of sand would also be around your body, stuck between the gap between your bikini and your skin. But it’s fun and spending this time to just forget about your priorities is great, especially when you can do it with the love of your life.
It’s true when people say time passes by fast when you have fun for with each passing splash to each other’s faces, the sun sets and the temperature drops even more, and Eric’s love and warmth for you becomes all the more evident. As you have fun together, you’ve reached a part of the area where it’s more secluded. The laughter of the families, squealing children and somewhat worried parents were quite a distance---it’s enough for you both to be moderately loud together; whatever those noises may be from. Eric pulls his body onto the floating board, legs straddling on each side, eyes forward towards the horizon and sunset. You gazed up at him with adoration, resting your arm onto the unoccupied part of the board as you gaze at the scene too.
He admires the scenery in front of him, alternating between that and you next to him still in the water. You're left still in the water until he acknowledges you once more with a kiss, slotting his lips between yours. His thumb and index trap your chin, controlling the flow of the kiss. Eric smiles at the swipes of his tongue that would make your eyes slightly roll back. Your hands grip his thigh, slightly pushing him down in an attempt to dive into the kiss further. To the shaky movement, Eric tightens his hold on your chin, separating your wet lips with an innocent shake of his head.
“Don’t make me fall, baby girl,” He warns you softly. “Come here.” He pats on the board in front of him, instructing you to get on the board with minimal movement.
Because of your lack of experience with the surfboard and everything about surfing, it was a little bit of a struggle to get on the rocky surface. The natural waves didn’t help you either. But Eric’s skilful balancing skills, tilting his upper body to the opposite side of the board of where you are to maintain his drying hair eventually made you both succeed in sitting together to watch the sunset in his arms. With his hands on your waist, he pulls you and himself closer, loving the feeling of your exposed back on his defined chest.
You exhale at the feeling, leaning and putting your weight onto him. To be honest, you could fall asleep to the sound of the waves, Eric’s humming and the way his thumb caress your skin. But Eric did not want you to fall asleep---he wanted the opposite of your snores and relaxed brain. His hands start to trail down, following the downward curve of your thigh, again towards your core that you couldn’t tell if it was your arousal or the sea. You gasp at how he didn’t bother to tease you from above your underwear, tugging cloth to one side, inserting one finger straight into your pooling hole.
“You can be louder,” he encourages the whiny moans that you started to voice, “They’re all away from us.” Referring to earlier when you were in a ‘more’ crowded place.
Eric made use of his mouth, opened lips landing on the area between your neck and your shoulder. He makes his mark along the slide, sucking open-mouthed kisses while his fingers start to increase the pace, driving you to your wave. Your thighs start shaking, just like your ragged breaths and the slight thrashing of your head resting laid on his shoulder. Just like he wants, your voice becomes louder, not only because you’re right next to him but because you’re starting to not care about the setting you’re in.
“Keep still,” he reminds you of the uneven surface, “if you keep moving so harshly, you won’t be able to cum.” With this, his hand that has tugged your underwear away lets go and the elastic slaps to his retracting hand increase its pace and stretch your hole as he inserts another finger.
Your hands grip his wrists, hazy eyes gazing down to see the trembling of your thighs that have started to grip the blue board as you feel the increase of your release building up. Eric syncs your moans to the plunging of his fingers inside you. The tip of his fingers reaches your sweet spot, hitting that spot each time to leave you all the more breathless. Another finger is inserted and you can’t help but lean almost all your weight onto Eric now, losing your mind at how Eric constantly hits the spot that he knows all too well.
“Faster,” you beg to compensate for the orgasm he took away from you earlier. “Please don’t stop.”
Eric complied with your request, turning his head towards the crook of your neck and littering soft small kisses to the back of your ear. Each time he pulls away from another peck comes another encouraging praise from all the “You’re taking me so well” to the “My pretty girl” to the dirtier words that encourage to finally coat his fingers with a layer of you. He didn’t stop at your orgasm, letting the surge of relief travel all over your body, only beginning to slow down when your breathing normalises.
Eric’s gaze on your side profile is adoring, his hand coming back to cover your spent core. His face comes up to nudge and trace along your jawline and he lets out a soft chuckle. “You alright?”
You chuckle back, turning your head to nudge your nose against his, “Yeah. You?” He nods and kisses you still with a wide smile. “Amazing balance you have here, Mr Sohn.”
“I know,” he wiggles his eyebrows playfully, “I am amazing.”
You couldn’t argue with that statement. Eric Sohn is the love of your life after all.
“You know what else is amazing?” You raise an eyebrow at the question. Eric gives that mischievous smirk again, lifting the three fingers that made you gasp for air a few minutes ago, “Open up.”
Diving in once more.
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genre » 18+ ONLY; MDNI PLEASE! 🔞 fluff...? (some of sunwoo's gestures for you can be seen in that way), ...sunwoo is kinda in love to be honest
word count; estimated reading time » 2540; ~10 mins
warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » public sex (hotel balcony) and mentions of past public sex, dom!sunwoo, sub!reader, dirty talk and praising (sunwoo to reader), orgasm denial (sunwoo to reader), multiple rounds (two written, allusions to more), kissing and marking (both), pet names (baby girl, baby boy, slut, brat), sunwoo calling reader pretty and beautiful, sunwoo implied to be physically bigger and taller, sunwoo carries the reader, rough sex, swearing, begging (reader to sunwoo), nudity (both), fingering (sunwoo to reader), boob play (sunwoo to reader), sunwoo holds reader's wrists down at the end, mentions of masturbation (sunwoo about reader), creampie
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thank you for hyping and helping me with this one @hursheys @mosviqu 😭
The moment the electric lock flashed green on the booked hotel room, clothes were flung and skin to skin were made before skin to fresh fabric. Kim Sunwoo smirks at your neediness for him, the way his finger smoothly glides along your folds confirming the fact even more. As always, he always knows how to rile you up, especially with the amount of orgasms he's taken away from you in the past hour.
"Stay still," a husky groan behind you reminded, "pretty little girl."
You whimpered at the pet name, your back arching, palm full of the sheets and chest fluttering at the wet kisses trailing down your spine. Sunwoo’s arm that was around your waist pulled you up to sit against the broad of his chest. His heating skin only intensifies the need around your body, your thighs shaking at the rubbing around your clit. Now practically sitting on his hard length, the new position was able to brush a deep place that had never been touched. The slightest movement occurred from his hip and the boy smirks at how you rest your head against his shoulder.
"That's it, baby girl," licking the side of your neck. His teeth nibble on your skin, the same teasing way he flicks and ghosts over your defined nipples and kneads your boobs in his hands. "Louder," he presses on as he grows harder inside of you.
"S-Sunwoo-" Your words were taken out, replaced by the heaving of breaths and moans filling the hotel room. "Let me ride you. I need you so bad.” The idea is cunning to him and he couldn't help but hiss at the mental image of being able to fully see the way you would take him, eyes locked to his as you only increase the pleasure for you both.
"What's the magic word?"
"Please, pretty boy. Let me ride y-"
Turns out Sunwoo is more impatient than you are and you feel the way his length hardens more inside your gummy loosening walls, stretching and knocking on the very first stages of your orgasm. Sunwoo flips to change his position, laying gracefully over the bed with you hovering above him, but unfortunately for you, the slight moment when he needs to pull out to get into position makes you frown.
He chuckles, "Don't be so disappointed. You like my cock so much that you just want me in you all day. That's why you call me every single time, don't you?" Your attempt to take a breath halts halfway when you realise that Sunwoo doesn’t align his member to your hole, instead making your poor clit grind against the top parts of his needy, veiny length. "A-Ah..." He rocks your swollen clit against himself, satisfyingly bringing you up and down, his tip disappearing behind your folds and reappearing again gloriously.
Your lower body is starting to shake again and your hands leveraged for his abs, nails slightly digging into his skin. It only urged Sunwoo to grind further, pressing your hips down to him as he started to enter you slightly but pulled out before hitting your spot.
"P-Please, fuck me properly." You're out of your mind at how he plays you, half-hooded eyes staring at him in the low lighting of the room. His mischievous smile shows that he will stop playing with you, but not too soon. Desperate for release, you start to retaliate a bit, going against the guidance of his grip to keep him snug inside you. A smack lands on one of your ass cheeks and the impact makes you moan. It only gets worse for you when he completely stops matching your neediness, keeping your hips in place and taking your building orgasm once more.
Cries and pleas fill his ears. "Stop being a brat," demanding and strong even though his eyes tell you otherwise; if only your eyes were opened. "I'll give you what you want so be a good girl and take whatever I give you. Be patient." You were half-listening, your nods stuttering along with your lower body that starts to shake in anticipation. Your head hangs low, moaning louder and nails engraved to his abdomen.
Until he completely raises his upper body from the mattress.
“W-What are you doing…?" Craving the pleasure he skillfully gives and smacking his chest in frustration. Your legs instinctively wrap around his pelvic area when he completely stands from the bed, clinging onto him as your energy slowly but surely runs out at the relentless rounds that have been going on between him and you.
Sunwoo gives a fake emphatic pout, puckering his lips for a kiss instead. He brushes his lips wherever he can, chuckling at how contrasting the top part of your body is displaying soft love but how the lower part of your body is still connected, your cum dripping along his length as he holds completely still. It’s hard for him to not thrust, but he loves keeping you on edge just for a bit longer. He kisses your tears away and the soft treatment he's giving you makes you forget of your throbbing need only for a split second as he tends to you in a different way. You close your eyes to feel his tongue swirling yours. The need to feel every part of him is evident, your arms wrapped around his neck tell him your desperateness and Sunwoo caresses your waist.
"That's for not calling me for so fucking long," he breathes out. "I was starting to get upset that you haven't called me for a while. Am I a joke to you?
Teeth clash, nose nudging and the way you run out of breath faster than ever makes Sunwoo snicker. "You were being annoying," you bite back. "Fucking me in random places whenever you wanted to."
Your face heats up as you remember the way Sunwoo would wiggle his eyebrows each time, a tongue poking on the inner side of his cheek before he took you to ride him for the first time in the unisex toilet, the front and backseats of his car, his bedroom with the door open and his parents just downstairs, in your house against the window, in the dressing room of a store where he ended up buying the dress he ripped off you, in the empty lecture room at university (let’s hope the recording system wasn’t on), or even fingering you during your lecture (you’re thankful the content is recorded). All those places he moulded his length into you, breaking you apart and putting you back with searing kisses each time. His controlling nature excites you, that's why you haven't been able to call him. You secretly hoped he would go even wilder if you didn't.
Driving to your house, putting you on your shoulder and driving to the nearest hotel that he has booked has gotten to be the least public sex you've had; or so you thought. Sunwoo’s act of cradling your soft skin against his body while he opens the curtain and clicks the balcony door open has become the most public and thrilling thing you’ve ever done. You immediately knew that if other visitors (or even the passersby as you weren’t too far from the ground) were to look anywhere towards your side, they would be able to see you and Sunwoo in intimate detail.
“Oh my God,” you mutter at the wind grazing against your back.
“You want to do it out here?” Suggesting a little show for everyone. “I can give the walkers a show if I bend you over, I guess,” he shrugs. “But I need to see you as I cum inside because it’s the best seeing you fall apart for me.”
Sunwoo feels the way you start to pool at that, and he thrusts slightly after you throb at his length. The whimpers against his neck from his baby girl rile him, especially with how you're clinging onto him and grinding against his chiselled front. Sunwoo taps on the side of your thigh, a motion telling you to land back on the ground. He wastes no time, cupping a hand around your mouth while his index lays vertically against his lips, winking at you. Your hands immediately fly to the wooden railing behind you and Sunwoo takes this as a time to blanket his hand over yours before slowly testing and setting a comfortable, stable rhythm.
“H-Here?” The wind messed up Sunwoo’s hair, and his overgrown bangs only made it hard for you to even set eyes on his orbs; but fuck did he look all the more attractive.
‘Here,” he affirms as a corner of his lip rises, smug and confident. “Shh,” he hushed. “Taking me like a good girl?” Chuckling at your rapid nods, “Or like a dirty little slut?”
Crocked, broken moans could still be heard behind his palm when you finally met his lust-filled eyes. You tried to distract yourself from the thrill of someone walking over to the balcony and catching you but you couldn’t help but grow louder when you looked down at Sunwoo’s veiny length entering you, slowly pulling out and pushing in twice as fast. High-pitched squeals match each time he hits you where you’re most needed.
“Is that how good I feel?” Raising an eyebrow, impressed at how you were able to nod. “My pretty baby girl taking me so well either way.”
As much as you’re pushing him closer and closer to painting your walls white, he needs more stimulation. Whether stimulation is given to him or he gives it to you to drive you insane, it doesn’t matter, but Sunwoo has always been one to spoil you. He takes his hand away from your mouth and immediately the volume, moans, whines, groans and pleas you let out are already pushing him one step closer. He increases his pace, skin slapping on each other and leaning over to you, burying his face into the crook of your neck. This decreases the distance between you and him more, and your tender clit gets more attention and love.
“I-I’m so close…” You etched out between broken sobs.
His eyes shut tight, nodding at your words. “You can do it.” It’s the first time he’s permitted you to completely let go. His thumbs brush over your knuckles, reassuring you that he’s close too and would love you to finish first; he loves spoiling you first before himself. “Come on,” pushing himself faster, “Let go for me,” harder, “Don’t worry, it won’t be your first.”
On cue, the image of him not letting you take a break is the trigger to you cumming, Sunwoo still pulsing around you as you did so. The boy hisses at the throbbing motions as you refuse to let go of his cock, tightly wrapping him around you. His hands tightly grip your wrist, the other pulling you still at the final drag he takes inside you as he empties all of him into you, twitching against your pulsing walls.
You feel the way he fills you up, chest stuttering and out of breath. Both your eyes widen when he moves again, needy groans filling your ears. “Sunwoo…” He shakes his head, shutting you up with a searing wet kiss. He plays his tongue around yours, drowning all your noises.
“Not yet,” he heaves. Not when he hasn’t fucked his girl in so long. The amount of times he’s jerked himself off to the thought of you, the way you cry for him and the way that his dick is only satisfied with you are the only things that he replayed in his head every night, moaning your name with furrowed eyebrows.
He retreats inside, sitting on the bed and adjusting his lying position as you sit on him once more. This angle pushes you to your second orgasm, creeping up slowly but surely. Your tightly shut eyes make you appreciate how deep he is as he starts to pound up against you.
His eyes gazed at your glistening folds and pulsing pussy. "See?" He leans and observes your lacked jaw. "In the end, you don't care where I fuck you," chuckling when you meet his thrust halfway. Your muscle shaping for him makes your hole shake, wetting his length and making it easier for him to slide further. "You just care about me," a thrust up, "and the way that I fuck you wherever you want to," another thrust, "and I guess," an eyebrow raises as he prepares his next move, "whenever I want to fuck you."
Sunwoo gets you ready for another release, teasing your sensitive bud by rubbing, flicking and pinching your folds as he pounds into you. This is the first time he's seen your expression from below, and the image is so much better than seeing you under him. In the end, he's just a boy who wants to see how you can move yourself to match his thrust. His dick only hardens with the fact that you're so fucked out that you're unable to fully grind against him.
"F-Fuck me..." Chest heaving at his control. "O-Oh-" He found it. The place that makes you fold for him every time. Your grip flies to his shoulder, eye contact never faltering other than when your eyes shut at the tears rolling down your cheek. Sunwoo aims there each time and you let out choked screams at the building pleasure. "S-Shit.” The stimulation makes the sex easier, eyes widening at the intense pleasure.
"Shit," he smirks at your tightly shut eyes, bottom lip trapped between your teeth. "Don't hurt yourself, baby girl," cupping your cheek and pulling your bottom lip. "Let me hear you," Sunwoo increased the pace of his hips and swirls your tender clit, and you had no choice but to follow his orders. "You're so fucked out and beautiful."
You whine at his words, squeals bouncing around the room when Sunwoo tugs on your nipple with his teeth. He fondles every part of you with intense want, intense need. The added attention is when your lower body starts to tense and relax uncontrollably, gushing out the startings of your liquid and the smacks of your body becoming louder and more accurate each second. Your neck falls, and screams hit the ceiling.
He hums against the valley between your breasts, "Does my sweet girl want to cum again?"
"Yes!"
His hand cups your jaw, directing your pleading gaze to his similar ones. "Can she promise me that she'll contact me more and won't deprive me of this sweet pussy?"
"Yes!"
Despite the need, he knows your words hold truth. "I'm gonna cum inside you. Need your body to remember a part of me."
You don't object to that as he pulls you to another kiss, muffling and taking your moans down his throat. It's not long before your body swallows his second load inside, overflowing onto the sheets that he for sure would love to take home; maybe even replacing his as he jerks off to your scent. Your body falls slack after but Sunwoo doesn't pull out again. Your walls pulsate around him and it's when you realise that he's not getting any softer inside of you.
You realised the implications of that, "Fuck-"
You’re flipped against the mattress in a clean sweep, head now comfortably deep into the pillow and Sunwoo re-enters as soon as you hit the bed. "You've been ignoring my calls for too long and I’m way too deprived of you right now," Both wrists are pinned under his open palms, "And this dick needs some more love from his home, baby girl."
genre » 18+ ONLY; MDNI PLEASE! 🔞 fluff...? (some of sunwoo's gestures for you can be seen in that way), ...sunwoo is kinda in love to be honest
word count; estimated reading time » 2540; ~10 mins
warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » public sex (hotel balcony) and mentions of past public sex, dom!sunwoo, sub!reader, dirty talk and praising (sunwoo to reader), orgasm denial (sunwoo to reader), multiple rounds (two written, allusions to more), kissing and marking (both), pet names (baby girl, baby boy, slut, brat), sunwoo calling reader pretty and beautiful, sunwoo implied to be physically bigger and taller, sunwoo carries the reader, rough sex, swearing, begging (reader to sunwoo), nudity (both), fingering (sunwoo to reader), boob play (sunwoo to reader), sunwoo holds reader's wrists down at the end, mentions of masturbation (sunwoo about reader), creampie
navi/masterlist!! 🤍
thank you for hyping and helping me with this one @hursheys @mosviqu 😭
The moment the electric lock flashed green on the booked hotel room, clothes were flung and skin to skin were made before skin to fresh fabric. Kim Sunwoo smirks at your neediness for him, the way his finger smoothly glides along your folds confirming the fact even more. As always, he always knows how to rile you up, especially with the amount of orgasms he's taken away from you in the past hour.
"Stay still," a husky groan behind you reminded, "pretty little girl."
You whimpered at the pet name, your back arching, palm full of the sheets and chest fluttering at the wet kisses trailing down your spine. Sunwoo’s arm that was around your waist pulled you up to sit against the broad of his chest. His heating skin only intensifies the need around your body, your thighs shaking at the rubbing around your clit. Now practically sitting on his hard length, the new position was able to brush a deep place that had never been touched. The slightest movement occurred from his hip and the boy smirks at how you rest your head against his shoulder.
"That's it, baby girl," licking the side of your neck. His teeth nibble on your skin, the same teasing way he flicks and ghosts over your defined nipples and kneads your boobs in his hands. "Louder," he presses on as he grows harder inside of you.
"S-Sunwoo-" Your words were taken out, replaced by the heaving of breaths and moans filling the hotel room. "Let me ride you. I need you so bad.” The idea is cunning to him and he couldn't help but hiss at the mental image of being able to fully see the way you would take him, eyes locked to his as you only increase the pleasure for you both.
"What's the magic word?"
"Please, pretty boy. Let me ride y-"
Turns out Sunwoo is more impatient than you are and you feel the way his length hardens more inside your gummy loosening walls, stretching and knocking on the very first stages of your orgasm. Sunwoo flips to change his position, laying gracefully over the bed with you hovering above him, but unfortunately for you, the slight moment when he needs to pull out to get into position makes you frown.
He chuckles, "Don't be so disappointed. You like my cock so much that you just want me in you all day. That's why you call me every single time, don't you?" Your attempt to take a breath halts halfway when you realise that Sunwoo doesn’t align his member to your hole, instead making your poor clit grind against the top parts of his needy, veiny length. "A-Ah..." He rocks your swollen clit against himself, satisfyingly bringing you up and down, his tip disappearing behind your folds and reappearing again gloriously.
Your lower body is starting to shake again and your hands leveraged for his abs, nails slightly digging into his skin. It only urged Sunwoo to grind further, pressing your hips down to him as he started to enter you slightly but pulled out before hitting your spot.
"P-Please, fuck me properly." You're out of your mind at how he plays you, half-hooded eyes staring at him in the low lighting of the room. His mischievous smile shows that he will stop playing with you, but not too soon. Desperate for release, you start to retaliate a bit, going against the guidance of his grip to keep him snug inside you. A smack lands on one of your ass cheeks and the impact makes you moan. It only gets worse for you when he completely stops matching your neediness, keeping your hips in place and taking your building orgasm once more.
Cries and pleas fill his ears. "Stop being a brat," demanding and strong even though his eyes tell you otherwise; if only your eyes were opened. "I'll give you what you want so be a good girl and take whatever I give you. Be patient." You were half-listening, your nods stuttering along with your lower body that starts to shake in anticipation. Your head hangs low, moaning louder and nails engraved to his abdomen.
Until he completely raises his upper body from the mattress.
“W-What are you doing…?" Craving the pleasure he skillfully gives and smacking his chest in frustration. Your legs instinctively wrap around his pelvic area when he completely stands from the bed, clinging onto him as your energy slowly but surely runs out at the relentless rounds that have been going on between him and you.
Sunwoo gives a fake emphatic pout, puckering his lips for a kiss instead. He brushes his lips wherever he can, chuckling at how contrasting the top part of your body is displaying soft love but how the lower part of your body is still connected, your cum dripping along his length as he holds completely still. It’s hard for him to not thrust, but he loves keeping you on edge just for a bit longer. He kisses your tears away and the soft treatment he's giving you makes you forget of your throbbing need only for a split second as he tends to you in a different way. You close your eyes to feel his tongue swirling yours. The need to feel every part of him is evident, your arms wrapped around his neck tell him your desperateness and Sunwoo caresses your waist.
"That's for not calling me for so fucking long," he breathes out. "I was starting to get upset that you haven't called me for a while. Am I a joke to you?
Teeth clash, nose nudging and the way you run out of breath faster than ever makes Sunwoo snicker. "You were being annoying," you bite back. "Fucking me in random places whenever you wanted to."
Your face heats up as you remember the way Sunwoo would wiggle his eyebrows each time, a tongue poking on the inner side of his cheek before he took you to ride him for the first time in the unisex toilet, the front and backseats of his car, his bedroom with the door open and his parents just downstairs, in your house against the window, in the dressing room of a store where he ended up buying the dress he ripped off you, in the empty lecture room at university (let’s hope the recording system wasn’t on), or even fingering you during your lecture (you’re thankful the content is recorded). All those places he moulded his length into you, breaking you apart and putting you back with searing kisses each time. His controlling nature excites you, that's why you haven't been able to call him. You secretly hoped he would go even wilder if you didn't.
Driving to your house, putting you on your shoulder and driving to the nearest hotel that he has booked has gotten to be the least public sex you've had; or so you thought. Sunwoo’s act of cradling your soft skin against his body while he opens the curtain and clicks the balcony door open has become the most public and thrilling thing you’ve ever done. You immediately knew that if other visitors (or even the passersby as you weren’t too far from the ground) were to look anywhere towards your side, they would be able to see you and Sunwoo in intimate detail.
“Oh my God,” you mutter at the wind grazing against your back.
“You want to do it out here?” Suggesting a little show for everyone. “I can give the walkers a show if I bend you over, I guess,” he shrugs. “But I need to see you as I cum inside because it’s the best seeing you fall apart for me.”
Sunwoo feels the way you start to pool at that, and he thrusts slightly after you throb at his length. The whimpers against his neck from his baby girl rile him, especially with how you're clinging onto him and grinding against his chiselled front. Sunwoo taps on the side of your thigh, a motion telling you to land back on the ground. He wastes no time, cupping a hand around your mouth while his index lays vertically against his lips, winking at you. Your hands immediately fly to the wooden railing behind you and Sunwoo takes this as a time to blanket his hand over yours before slowly testing and setting a comfortable, stable rhythm.
“H-Here?” The wind messed up Sunwoo’s hair, and his overgrown bangs only made it hard for you to even set eyes on his orbs; but fuck did he look all the more attractive.
‘Here,” he affirms as a corner of his lip rises, smug and confident. “Shh,” he hushed. “Taking me like a good girl?” Chuckling at your rapid nods, “Or like a dirty little slut?”
Crocked, broken moans could still be heard behind his palm when you finally met his lust-filled eyes. You tried to distract yourself from the thrill of someone walking over to the balcony and catching you but you couldn’t help but grow louder when you looked down at Sunwoo’s veiny length entering you, slowly pulling out and pushing in twice as fast. High-pitched squeals match each time he hits you where you’re most needed.
“Is that how good I feel?” Raising an eyebrow, impressed at how you were able to nod. “My pretty baby girl taking me so well either way.”
As much as you’re pushing him closer and closer to painting your walls white, he needs more stimulation. Whether stimulation is given to him or he gives it to you to drive you insane, it doesn’t matter, but Sunwoo has always been one to spoil you. He takes his hand away from your mouth and immediately the volume, moans, whines, groans and pleas you let out are already pushing him one step closer. He increases his pace, skin slapping on each other and leaning over to you, burying his face into the crook of your neck. This decreases the distance between you and him more, and your tender clit gets more attention and love.
“I-I’m so close…” You etched out between broken sobs.
His eyes shut tight, nodding at your words. “You can do it.” It’s the first time he’s permitted you to completely let go. His thumbs brush over your knuckles, reassuring you that he’s close too and would love you to finish first; he loves spoiling you first before himself. “Come on,” pushing himself faster, “Let go for me,” harder, “Don’t worry, it won’t be your first.”
On cue, the image of him not letting you take a break is the trigger to you cumming, Sunwoo still pulsing around you as you did so. The boy hisses at the throbbing motions as you refuse to let go of his cock, tightly wrapping him around you. His hands tightly grip your wrist, the other pulling you still at the final drag he takes inside you as he empties all of him into you, twitching against your pulsing walls.
You feel the way he fills you up, chest stuttering and out of breath. Both your eyes widen when he moves again, needy groans filling your ears. “Sunwoo…” He shakes his head, shutting you up with a searing wet kiss. He plays his tongue around yours, drowning all your noises.
“Not yet,” he heaves. Not when he hasn’t fucked his girl in so long. The amount of times he’s jerked himself off to the thought of you, the way you cry for him and the way that his dick is only satisfied with you are the only things that he replayed in his head every night, moaning your name with furrowed eyebrows.
He retreats inside, sitting on the bed and adjusting his lying position as you sit on him once more. This angle pushes you to your second orgasm, creeping up slowly but surely. Your tightly shut eyes make you appreciate how deep he is as he starts to pound up against you.
His eyes gazed at your glistening folds and pulsing pussy. "See?" He leans and observes your lacked jaw. "In the end, you don't care where I fuck you," chuckling when you meet his thrust halfway. Your muscle shaping for him makes your hole shake, wetting his length and making it easier for him to slide further. "You just care about me," a thrust up, "and the way that I fuck you wherever you want to," another thrust, "and I guess," an eyebrow raises as he prepares his next move, "whenever I want to fuck you."
Sunwoo gets you ready for another release, teasing your sensitive bud by rubbing, flicking and pinching your folds as he pounds into you. This is the first time he's seen your expression from below, and the image is so much better than seeing you under him. In the end, he's just a boy who wants to see how you can move yourself to match his thrust. His dick only hardens with the fact that you're so fucked out that you're unable to fully grind against him.
"F-Fuck me..." Chest heaving at his control. "O-Oh-" He found it. The place that makes you fold for him every time. Your grip flies to his shoulder, eye contact never faltering other than when your eyes shut at the tears rolling down your cheek. Sunwoo aims there each time and you let out choked screams at the building pleasure. "S-Shit.” The stimulation makes the sex easier, eyes widening at the intense pleasure.
"Shit," he smirks at your tightly shut eyes, bottom lip trapped between your teeth. "Don't hurt yourself, baby girl," cupping your cheek and pulling your bottom lip. "Let me hear you," Sunwoo increased the pace of his hips and swirls your tender clit, and you had no choice but to follow his orders. "You're so fucked out and beautiful."
You whine at his words, squeals bouncing around the room when Sunwoo tugs on your nipple with his teeth. He fondles every part of you with intense want, intense need. The added attention is when your lower body starts to tense and relax uncontrollably, gushing out the startings of your liquid and the smacks of your body becoming louder and more accurate each second. Your neck falls, and screams hit the ceiling.
He hums against the valley between your breasts, "Does my sweet girl want to cum again?"
"Yes!"
His hand cups your jaw, directing your pleading gaze to his similar ones. "Can she promise me that she'll contact me more and won't deprive me of this sweet pussy?"
"Yes!"
Despite the need, he knows your words hold truth. "I'm gonna cum inside you. Need your body to remember a part of me."
You don't object to that as he pulls you to another kiss, muffling and taking your moans down his throat. It's not long before your body swallows his second load inside, overflowing onto the sheets that he for sure would love to take home; maybe even replacing his as he jerks off to your scent. Your body falls slack after but Sunwoo doesn't pull out again. Your walls pulsate around him and it's when you realise that he's not getting any softer inside of you.
You realised the implications of that, "Fuck-"
You’re flipped against the mattress in a clean sweep, head now comfortably deep into the pillow and Sunwoo re-enters as soon as you hit the bed. "You've been ignoring my calls for too long and I’m way too deprived of you right now," Both wrists are pinned under his open palms, "And this dick needs some more love from his home, baby girl."
SUMMARY: it was your first time visiting your boyfriend while at work, and for some reason, you just couldn't seem to get your eyes off the bright red lipstick on his plump lips. with that, he knew just the right way to please you during his little break from work.
PAIRING: model!Sunwoo x f!reader
GENRE: smut (18+ MDNI!!)
WARNINGS: cute & fluffy Sunwoo at the beginning yes that is a warning, petnames (baby, kitten, babygirl, sweetheart, honey bear, princess), again Kim Sunwoo means there's always comedy in a fic 🤪, he's very flirty but are we surprised, LOTS of teasing, kissing, hickeys, breast play, pussy rubbing, oral, squirting, dom!Sunwoo 😃, blowjob, dirty talk, size kink, cum tasting (f!reader receiving), cursing, rough sex, p in v sex (unprotected; be safe irl yall), semi-public sex (they fucking in the dressing room 😁), mirror sex
WORD COUNT: 3,075
A/N: and here is your 2nd birthday fic @from-izzy // @from-m-izzy 😃 have fun with Sunwoo and his lipstick 😚💄💋 thankiew @aimeecarreros for reading it through for me ily forever bestie 💗 (again... hi @kimsohn @gluion)
You raced through the steps up the building as the clock quickly ticked by, indicating that you only had a few minutes left before your assigned meeting time.
If it wasn’t for you being too excited and refusing to sleep last night, you would not have missed your alarm and had to salvage through your messy wardrobe to put on a desirable outfit for the day. Besides that, you have completely forgotten about waking up early to make yourself and your boyfriend a good cup of the latest trending milk tea that had just arrived at the store you were managing.
Yes, boyfriend.
It’s been months since you both met up, and you couldn’t blame Sunwoo after he’s been busy getting booked for so many modelling jobs—first becoming Amiri’s brand ambassador and now for Jill Stuart. You both try to FaceTime each other every day, but you know that you both are busy or absolutely exhausted on some days, so you would go on for a couple of days with just texting.
Even through text, neither of you has been the best at replying lately, but you knew you couldn’t point fingers at anyone. Sunwoo is a renowned model busy with photoshoots and meeting up with clients daily, and you work in retail, which is already horrendous.
No words could describe how happy you were when your boyfriend said he could try to book you a spot to visit him at his job—frankly, you have always wanted to see how different he was at work, too.
That was all you could think of for the entire day at work last night, and you kept coming up with new recipes that would surprise your boyfriend. You had been in the tea-making industry for a few years now, and your boyfriend had supported you all the way—which also meant he had tried every single brew you’ve made, even ones deemed a failure to be sold on the market.
But that was fine with you since he was basically your backbone in all of this—you were passionate about your job and couldn’t have asked for a better partner.
So here you were, carrying two big bulky thermal bottles filled with your freshly brewed tea with your sling bag dangling from your shoulders as you finally made it to the entrance to the photoshoot area. Thankfully, the staff were already expecting your arrival and had granted you access to the building without much haste.
Panting, you quickly placed all of your belongings in the sitting area to take a little breather before scanning the place for your boyfriend.
Sure enough, he was right in the middle of a photoshoot, and your eyes widened at how your boyfriend was posing for the camera. It was your first time seeing him in action at work, and you were stunned by his makeup for the day.
Or rather, his lips.
Maybe you should’ve done your research on what kind of campaign he was doing for Jill Stuart because now you can’t keep your eyes off the bright red lipstick that he was holding—slowly gliding it over his lips as he stared into the camera.
Who could’ve known those crimson bright red colour would look so good on his plump lips-
“Baby!”
You were suddenly brought back into reality when you finally noticed your boyfriend waving in your direction. He began running towards you, hugging you tight as he picked you up in his arms.
“S-Stop! Sunwoo, we’re in public,” you whispered, clearly feeling a little embarrassed by the whole situation.
“Who cares? My girlfriend is here to see me after such a long time, and she brought my favourite freshly brewed tea while she’s at it,” he rubbed his cheek against yours, treating you as if he was carrying his favourite plushie that you bought him the last time you bought went on an amusement park date.
“I hate how you’re such a party pooper. The tea was supposed to be a surprise for you.”
“Not my fault that I could literally smell it the moment you walked in through the door. I’ve got the best sense of smell, you know.”
“Show-off,” you scoffed.
“Okay sweetheart, you can wait for me in my dressing room while I wrap things up here,” he winks and ruffles your hair before heading back to talk to the directors.
So you did what you were told and headed straight to the dressing room. As much as you wanted to explore the area, you weren’t ready to get lost with all the camera equipment scattered all across the room. And of course, you definitely didn’t want to ruin your boyfriend’s image by causing any trouble to him or the staff members.
You were sitting nervously in his dressing room, fidgeting your skirt. You had no idea why you felt this way. It could be all of your excitement since last night, or perhaps you were in a foreign place.
You really had no idea how your boyfriend always dealt with this kind of environment. You were just fine sitting in your tea shop brewing teas for your local customers and even playing with the stray cat that would often pass by your store once every couple of days.
But you knew what bothered you the most: those bright red lips.
You had kissed your boyfriend so many times that you couldn’t even keep track anymore, so it shouldn’t be foreign to you. But why did it feel so different? It was as if this was all new to you—the red colour luring you in and creating this weird sensation in your stomach, craving to rest your lips on them.
What the hell is going on?
Suddenly, a light tap on your shoulders brings you back to reality as you turn behind to look at who it is, and your boyfriend immediately sticks his finger out to poke your cheeks—causing you to cup your cheek that was slowly turning red from what your boyfriend just did.
“What was that for!” You exclaimed.
“I miss teasing my girlfriend,” he puts on this sly smile as he grabs one of the chairs in the dressing room and pulls in closer to sit with you. “You’ve been blushing for some time now.”
Crap. “Well, it’s cause you just poked my cheeks, idiot.”
“No, not that. You look like the brightest, freshest tomato at the supermarket.”
Oh, hell no. “N-No! It’s just the makeup!” You stammered, trying your best to think of anything possible at the top of your head for now.
“But you don’t really wear makeup like ever.”
Busted.
“H-How can you be so sure! I-I’ve gotten some help and lessons from some of my regular clients at work!” You crossed your arms as you swiftly tilted your head in the opposite direction, not wanting to face your boyfriend in the state that you were in as you covered your face.
Unlucky for you, he immediately grabs hold of your chair and turns it around in one swift motion, and he does not hesitate to pull your hands away from your face and tilts your chin up, examining you from left to right.
“W-What?”
“Something tells me that something fishy is going on around here, and I’m loving it,” he smirks.
“Don’t be so full of yourself,” you spat.
“Oh, honey bear. I know that kind of look people give me when they’re in awe about something—about me, to be more specific,” Sunwoo cooed as he began grazing his thumb against your lips.
You were definitely flustered by that move, and you could feel your cheeks significantly burning much hotter each second. The air was slowly suffocating you, making it hard even to catch your breath. “W-What is there to notice about you?”
“You know it yourself, Y/N.” Sunwoo smiled before leaning down to the point that you both were just inches away now. “Say, I only managed to try on this lipstick mere hours ago. I’m curious to see what it would look like on someone else and if what they say about the flavour is true.”
“Whatever are you planning to do-”
Before you could even finish your comment, Sunwoo crashed his lips onto you, and he did not hesitate to use his thumb to pull your lips apart so that he was able to gain more entry. His kiss was feverish and hungry, and you could tell how much he had missed his lips on yours—his warm, soft and safe spot.
Sunwoo pushes in deep, causing you to lean and fall back from your chair, but he quickly rests his hands on your back to support you. As much as you wanted to stop him, you too, have craved his touch and kiss for a while now. You missed how they tasted, especially with this lipstick on him—god, you were losing your mind each time he pressed further.
As you both finally pulled apart to catch your breath, Sunwoo tilts your chin up once again and presses you to give him an answer. “So tell me, how does this so-called camellia muse lipstick taste like?”
“I-It’s sweet…makes me want so much more…”
Immediately, you knew that you had just given him the answer he needed, and he picked you up and placed you on the countertop before moving himself in between your thighs and pulling your skirt up ever so slightly.
That was when the alarms started to go off in your head. You knew exactly what he was planning next. “No! Are you out of your mind? We’re in your dressing room-”
“Then it’s your job to keep it as quiet as possible, sweetheart. Now you’ve intrigued me, and I want to leave this sweet, bright red-flavoured lipstick all over your body.”
Without warning, he begins sucking on your neck—hard enough to know that he is going to give you a hickey. You kept gripping his shirt to signal that this was a horrible idea and you weren’t feeling too comfortable with all of this. But your boyfriend wasn’t listening—or rather, he refused to listen.
Sunwoo kept going, and he eventually pulled the crop top you were wearing down to expose your bra before unclasping it with one motion and gently giving them a massage. The hickeys then went down to your breasts, your stomach, and then your inner thighs.
The moment he had finally reached down there, he looked up at you one last time before he began rubbing your clit, causing your underwear to get all soaked up as he smiled slowly. “Now, I will need you to be a good girl and not ruin my hair too much, honey. I don’t have time to fix it for my next shoot.”
With that, you could see how he opened his mouth wide before diving in to make out with your pussy lips. It doesn’t help how he was pushing his tongue in deeper as he pushed both your thighs further apart to gain more access. You, on the other hand, were on the verge of eliciting a moan that would be loud enough for people to hear that something was definitely going on behind closed doors.
As much as you wanted to tug on his hair so badly, you clearly remembered his warnings. Instead, your grip on the edge of the counter hardens, turning your knuckles into bright pink as your eyes roll back.
“S-Sunwoo…p-please,” you whimpered while you held your tears back.
“Shh, remember what I said, babygirl. You gotta be a good kitten for me,” he groaned.
“S-Sunwoo- I don’t think I can last longer- AAHH!” You quickly slapped one of your hands over your mouth the moment you let out that final whine as you felt liquid gushing down your thighs, and you knew that you had just messed up big time.
For some reason, there was a little bit of fear within you since you have—in a way, ruined your boyfriend’s makeup for his upcoming shoot. What were you going to say? Clearly, it should’ve been all this fault for initiating all of this from the beginning.
Your eyes widened, and you kept them glued to your boyfriend who was now slowly lifting his face to look up at you. There was this confusing look on his face, and you couldn’t really tell if he was amused or shocked by the sudden impact—or worse, mad.
You were about to frantically apologise until you witnessed him unbuckling his pants to pull out his already dripping wet cock from his boxers.
“Did I say you can cum? Seems like you need a stricter punishment, sweetheart.” He then grabs one of your hands to pull you straight down till your knees are now touching the ground as his fingers find their way back underneath your chin.
“Kiss it.”
“Huh?”
“Do it, Y/N.” His tone was firm and commanding, making you voluntarily hold his length in your hand, and you closed your eyes tight shut before slowly kissing the tip of it. As you heard his soft groans from above, that was the sign that your boyfriend was satisfied with the performance you gave. After a few kisses, you started to swirl your tongue around his tip before going in to take his length fully.
That move made Sunwoo stumbled back a little, but you weren’t going to let him go all weak just from that one act, so you held on to his cock firmly and began massaging his balls.
“God- Ugh- You’re such a nasty little kitten-”
Your tears began forming at the corners of your eyes as if it had been a while since you had such an intimate session together. With that, you had somehow forgotten how big his cock was, and you needed some time for your mouth to adjust to this sensation again.
The sound of gagging was the only thing that filled the entire room as you quickened your pace. Instead, Sunwoo took a clump of your hair in his hands and pushed your head deeper while you were at it.
Guess it’s because you aren’t the one with makeup on, anyway.
“You’re so fucking good, baby. Give it all to me, make me cum,” he panted as you finally tasted his precum before he gushed all of the liquids into your mouth, making sure that you had taken every drip of it.
When you wipe your mouth clean with your arm and slowly start to stand back up, Sunwoo pushes you once again onto the counter but turns you to face the mirror instead, positioning himself behind you.
“Tell me, how did it taste?” He whispered.
“Salty,” you deadpanned.
“Look, it’s not my fault that the manager had ordered sushi for lunch. I’ll make it up to you tonight with the sweet, freshly made Thai Milk Tea you made for me.”
You slapped him on his shoulders. “You horny bitch.”
“You know, I think we have a little more time for more fun, don’t we? You tasted what my cum was like. I’m sure you wouldn’t mind your little dripping wet pussy taking it in all, hmm?”
Oh god. Absolutely not. You won’t be able to keep your mouth shut with that.
“Sunwoo, we should stop.”
Unfortunately for you, there was no room for you to have a say. Your answer slightly infuriated the male, and you could feel his warm breath on your shoulders as you looked at his eyes, which were now filled with lust from the mirror.
“Not the right way to talk to me, princess. I’ll teach you how to properly call out my name.”
Without giving you a chance to refute back, he immediately lifts your skirt and moves your underwear to the side and slams his cock into you, causing you to elicit a yelp before he cups your mouth with one of his hands.
“Remember what I said? Keep it down, babygirl.”
After giving him a simple nod, he picks up the pace almost immediately. He figured that he didn’t have to go slow since you already felt how big he was with that pretty little mouth of yours. This time, you could no longer hold your tears back as they began dripping down your face, melting off the little blush you had put on earlier that day to please your boyfriend.
“Come on, baby. You can take it, hmm?” He groans, each of his thrusts getting much harder and rough.
“P-Please…I can’t do this-”
“You can, baby. Do it for me. Don’t you miss it?” Sunwoo gives you a little gentle tap on your cheeks to signal you to open your eyes and look straight into the mirror, witnessing the horror that is happening behind you. “Yeah, you look so pretty like this. You love seeing me fuck you real good? Tell me you miss it.”
“I-I miss you! So bad!” You whimpered, and Sunwoo tilted your head back by pulling your hair down to connect his lips again with yours.
That goddamn camellia muse lipstick.
“You love his lipstick so much, don’t you? Your tongue is practically devouring up the entire product on my lips.”
“N-Nobody told you to become the ambassador for this…”
“I took the job because I knew you’d like it, babygirl. It’s all for you,” he smirks into the kiss before pushing your head back as he picks up his pace one last time—indicating that he was about to reach his climax.
“Fuck- Y/N- I’m gonna cum-”
“I-Inside- Please- Sunwoo-”
“Heh, I knew you’d say that,” he growls before ejaculating all of his juices inside of you, with the remaining ones dripping onto the floor.
As you both slowly came down from your high, a knock at the door sounded, making Sunwoo take a deep breath and answer whoever the owner was.
“Mr. Kim! You’re up in a few minutes!”
After Sunwoo gave them an answer that he’ll be up in a minute, he then grabbed onto your shoulders to turn you back to his direction—giving you one last kiss on the lips, which caused you to seemingly want to reconnect yours with his even after he pulled away from you.
“Such a thirsty one, aren’t we? Don’t worry, I won’t be long. But I’ll make sure to apply much more lipstick this time and you’re going to have to help me take all of them off when I’m back.”
genre » 18+ ONLY; MDNI PLEASE! 🔞 fluff...? (some of sunwoo's gestures for you can be seen in that way), ...sunwoo is kinda in love to be honest
word count; estimated reading time » 2540; ~10 mins
warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » public sex (hotel balcony) and mentions of past public sex, dom!sunwoo, sub!reader, dirty talk and praising (sunwoo to reader), orgasm denial (sunwoo to reader), multiple rounds (two written, allusions to more), kissing and marking (both), pet names (baby girl, baby boy, slut, brat), sunwoo calling reader pretty and beautiful, sunwoo implied to be physically bigger and taller, sunwoo carries the reader, rough sex, swearing, begging (reader to sunwoo), nudity (both), fingering (sunwoo to reader), boob play (sunwoo to reader), sunwoo holds reader's wrists down at the end, mentions of masturbation (sunwoo about reader), creampie
navi/masterlist!! 🤍
thank you for hyping and helping me with this one @hursheys @mosviqu 😭
The moment the electric lock flashed green on the booked hotel room, clothes were flung and skin to skin were made before skin to fresh fabric. Kim Sunwoo smirks at your neediness for him, the way his finger smoothly glides along your folds confirming the fact even more. As always, he always knows how to rile you up, especially with the amount of orgasms he's taken away from you in the past hour.
"Stay still," a husky groan behind you reminded, "pretty little girl."
You whimpered at the pet name, your back arching, palm full of the sheets and chest fluttering at the wet kisses trailing down your spine. Sunwoo’s arm that was around your waist pulled you up to sit against the broad of his chest. His heating skin only intensifies the need around your body, your thighs shaking at the rubbing around your clit. Now practically sitting on his hard length, the new position was able to brush a deep place that had never been touched. The slightest movement occurred from his hip and the boy smirks at how you rest your head against his shoulder.
"That's it, baby girl," licking the side of your neck. His teeth nibble on your skin, the same teasing way he flicks and ghosts over your defined nipples and kneads your boobs in his hands. "Louder," he presses on as he grows harder inside of you.
"S-Sunwoo-" Your words were taken out, replaced by the heaving of breaths and moans filling the hotel room. "Let me ride you. I need you so bad.” The idea is cunning to him and he couldn't help but hiss at the mental image of being able to fully see the way you would take him, eyes locked to his as you only increase the pleasure for you both.
"What's the magic word?"
"Please, pretty boy. Let me ride y-"
Turns out Sunwoo is more impatient than you are and you feel the way his length hardens more inside your gummy loosening walls, stretching and knocking on the very first stages of your orgasm. Sunwoo flips to change his position, laying gracefully over the bed with you hovering above him, but unfortunately for you, the slight moment when he needs to pull out to get into position makes you frown.
He chuckles, "Don't be so disappointed. You like my cock so much that you just want me in you all day. That's why you call me every single time, don't you?" Your attempt to take a breath halts halfway when you realise that Sunwoo doesn’t align his member to your hole, instead making your poor clit grind against the top parts of his needy, veiny length. "A-Ah..." He rocks your swollen clit against himself, satisfyingly bringing you up and down, his tip disappearing behind your folds and reappearing again gloriously.
Your lower body is starting to shake again and your hands leveraged for his abs, nails slightly digging into his skin. It only urged Sunwoo to grind further, pressing your hips down to him as he started to enter you slightly but pulled out before hitting your spot.
"P-Please, fuck me properly." You're out of your mind at how he plays you, half-hooded eyes staring at him in the low lighting of the room. His mischievous smile shows that he will stop playing with you, but not too soon. Desperate for release, you start to retaliate a bit, going against the guidance of his grip to keep him snug inside you. A smack lands on one of your ass cheeks and the impact makes you moan. It only gets worse for you when he completely stops matching your neediness, keeping your hips in place and taking your building orgasm once more.
Cries and pleas fill his ears. "Stop being a brat," demanding and strong even though his eyes tell you otherwise; if only your eyes were opened. "I'll give you what you want so be a good girl and take whatever I give you. Be patient." You were half-listening, your nods stuttering along with your lower body that starts to shake in anticipation. Your head hangs low, moaning louder and nails engraved to his abdomen.
Until he completely raises his upper body from the mattress.
“W-What are you doing…?" Craving the pleasure he skillfully gives and smacking his chest in frustration. Your legs instinctively wrap around his pelvic area when he completely stands from the bed, clinging onto him as your energy slowly but surely runs out at the relentless rounds that have been going on between him and you.
Sunwoo gives a fake emphatic pout, puckering his lips for a kiss instead. He brushes his lips wherever he can, chuckling at how contrasting the top part of your body is displaying soft love but how the lower part of your body is still connected, your cum dripping along his length as he holds completely still. It’s hard for him to not thrust, but he loves keeping you on edge just for a bit longer. He kisses your tears away and the soft treatment he's giving you makes you forget of your throbbing need only for a split second as he tends to you in a different way. You close your eyes to feel his tongue swirling yours. The need to feel every part of him is evident, your arms wrapped around his neck tell him your desperateness and Sunwoo caresses your waist.
"That's for not calling me for so fucking long," he breathes out. "I was starting to get upset that you haven't called me for a while. Am I a joke to you?
Teeth clash, nose nudging and the way you run out of breath faster than ever makes Sunwoo snicker. "You were being annoying," you bite back. "Fucking me in random places whenever you wanted to."
Your face heats up as you remember the way Sunwoo would wiggle his eyebrows each time, a tongue poking on the inner side of his cheek before he took you to ride him for the first time in the unisex toilet, the front and backseats of his car, his bedroom with the door open and his parents just downstairs, in your house against the window, in the dressing room of a store where he ended up buying the dress he ripped off you, in the empty lecture room at university (let’s hope the recording system wasn’t on), or even fingering you during your lecture (you’re thankful the content is recorded). All those places he moulded his length into you, breaking you apart and putting you back with searing kisses each time. His controlling nature excites you, that's why you haven't been able to call him. You secretly hoped he would go even wilder if you didn't.
Driving to your house, putting you on your shoulder and driving to the nearest hotel that he has booked has gotten to be the least public sex you've had; or so you thought. Sunwoo’s act of cradling your soft skin against his body while he opens the curtain and clicks the balcony door open has become the most public and thrilling thing you’ve ever done. You immediately knew that if other visitors (or even the passersby as you weren’t too far from the ground) were to look anywhere towards your side, they would be able to see you and Sunwoo in intimate detail.
“Oh my God,” you mutter at the wind grazing against your back.
“You want to do it out here?” Suggesting a little show for everyone. “I can give the walkers a show if I bend you over, I guess,” he shrugs. “But I need to see you as I cum inside because it’s the best seeing you fall apart for me.”
Sunwoo feels the way you start to pool at that, and he thrusts slightly after you throb at his length. The whimpers against his neck from his baby girl rile him, especially with how you're clinging onto him and grinding against his chiselled front. Sunwoo taps on the side of your thigh, a motion telling you to land back on the ground. He wastes no time, cupping a hand around your mouth while his index lays vertically against his lips, winking at you. Your hands immediately fly to the wooden railing behind you and Sunwoo takes this as a time to blanket his hand over yours before slowly testing and setting a comfortable, stable rhythm.
“H-Here?” The wind messed up Sunwoo’s hair, and his overgrown bangs only made it hard for you to even set eyes on his orbs; but fuck did he look all the more attractive.
‘Here,” he affirms as a corner of his lip rises, smug and confident. “Shh,” he hushed. “Taking me like a good girl?” Chuckling at your rapid nods, “Or like a dirty little slut?”
Crocked, broken moans could still be heard behind his palm when you finally met his lust-filled eyes. You tried to distract yourself from the thrill of someone walking over to the balcony and catching you but you couldn’t help but grow louder when you looked down at Sunwoo’s veiny length entering you, slowly pulling out and pushing in twice as fast. High-pitched squeals match each time he hits you where you’re most needed.
“Is that how good I feel?” Raising an eyebrow, impressed at how you were able to nod. “My pretty baby girl taking me so well either way.”
As much as you’re pushing him closer and closer to painting your walls white, he needs more stimulation. Whether stimulation is given to him or he gives it to you to drive you insane, it doesn’t matter, but Sunwoo has always been one to spoil you. He takes his hand away from your mouth and immediately the volume, moans, whines, groans and pleas you let out are already pushing him one step closer. He increases his pace, skin slapping on each other and leaning over to you, burying his face into the crook of your neck. This decreases the distance between you and him more, and your tender clit gets more attention and love.
“I-I’m so close…” You etched out between broken sobs.
His eyes shut tight, nodding at your words. “You can do it.” It’s the first time he’s permitted you to completely let go. His thumbs brush over your knuckles, reassuring you that he’s close too and would love you to finish first; he loves spoiling you first before himself. “Come on,” pushing himself faster, “Let go for me,” harder, “Don’t worry, it won’t be your first.”
On cue, the image of him not letting you take a break is the trigger to you cumming, Sunwoo still pulsing around you as you did so. The boy hisses at the throbbing motions as you refuse to let go of his cock, tightly wrapping him around you. His hands tightly grip your wrist, the other pulling you still at the final drag he takes inside you as he empties all of him into you, twitching against your pulsing walls.
You feel the way he fills you up, chest stuttering and out of breath. Both your eyes widen when he moves again, needy groans filling your ears. “Sunwoo…” He shakes his head, shutting you up with a searing wet kiss. He plays his tongue around yours, drowning all your noises.
“Not yet,” he heaves. Not when he hasn’t fucked his girl in so long. The amount of times he’s jerked himself off to the thought of you, the way you cry for him and the way that his dick is only satisfied with you are the only things that he replayed in his head every night, moaning your name with furrowed eyebrows.
He retreats inside, sitting on the bed and adjusting his lying position as you sit on him once more. This angle pushes you to your second orgasm, creeping up slowly but surely. Your tightly shut eyes make you appreciate how deep he is as he starts to pound up against you.
His eyes gazed at your glistening folds and pulsing pussy. "See?" He leans and observes your lacked jaw. "In the end, you don't care where I fuck you," chuckling when you meet his thrust halfway. Your muscle shaping for him makes your hole shake, wetting his length and making it easier for him to slide further. "You just care about me," a thrust up, "and the way that I fuck you wherever you want to," another thrust, "and I guess," an eyebrow raises as he prepares his next move, "whenever I want to fuck you."
Sunwoo gets you ready for another release, teasing your sensitive bud by rubbing, flicking and pinching your folds as he pounds into you. This is the first time he's seen your expression from below, and the image is so much better than seeing you under him. In the end, he's just a boy who wants to see how you can move yourself to match his thrust. His dick only hardens with the fact that you're so fucked out that you're unable to fully grind against him.
"F-Fuck me..." Chest heaving at his control. "O-Oh-" He found it. The place that makes you fold for him every time. Your grip flies to his shoulder, eye contact never faltering other than when your eyes shut at the tears rolling down your cheek. Sunwoo aims there each time and you let out choked screams at the building pleasure. "S-Shit.” The stimulation makes the sex easier, eyes widening at the intense pleasure.
"Shit," he smirks at your tightly shut eyes, bottom lip trapped between your teeth. "Don't hurt yourself, baby girl," cupping your cheek and pulling your bottom lip. "Let me hear you," Sunwoo increased the pace of his hips and swirls your tender clit, and you had no choice but to follow his orders. "You're so fucked out and beautiful."
You whine at his words, squeals bouncing around the room when Sunwoo tugs on your nipple with his teeth. He fondles every part of you with intense want, intense need. The added attention is when your lower body starts to tense and relax uncontrollably, gushing out the startings of your liquid and the smacks of your body becoming louder and more accurate each second. Your neck falls, and screams hit the ceiling.
He hums against the valley between your breasts, "Does my sweet girl want to cum again?"
"Yes!"
His hand cups your jaw, directing your pleading gaze to his similar ones. "Can she promise me that she'll contact me more and won't deprive me of this sweet pussy?"
"Yes!"
Despite the need, he knows your words hold truth. "I'm gonna cum inside you. Need your body to remember a part of me."
You don't object to that as he pulls you to another kiss, muffling and taking your moans down his throat. It's not long before your body swallows his second load inside, overflowing onto the sheets that he for sure would love to take home; maybe even replacing his as he jerks off to your scent. Your body falls slack after but Sunwoo doesn't pull out again. Your walls pulsate around him and it's when you realise that he's not getting any softer inside of you.
You realised the implications of that, "Fuck-"
You’re flipped against the mattress in a clean sweep, head now comfortably deep into the pillow and Sunwoo re-enters as soon as you hit the bed. "You've been ignoring my calls for too long and I’m way too deprived of you right now," Both wrists are pinned under his open palms, "And this dick needs some more love from his home, baby girl."
genre » 18+ ONLY; MDNI PLEASE! 🔞 fluff...? (some of sunwoo's gestures for you can be seen in that way), ...sunwoo is kinda in love to be honest
word count; estimated reading time » 2540; ~10 mins
warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » public sex (hotel balcony) and mentions of past public sex, dom!sunwoo, sub!reader, dirty talk and praising (sunwoo to reader), orgasm denial (sunwoo to reader), multiple rounds (two written, allusions to more), kissing and marking (both), pet names (baby girl, baby boy, slut, brat), sunwoo calling reader pretty and beautiful, sunwoo implied to be physically bigger and taller, sunwoo carries the reader, rough sex, swearing, begging (reader to sunwoo), nudity (both), fingering (sunwoo to reader), boob play (sunwoo to reader), sunwoo holds reader's wrists down at the end, mentions of masturbation (sunwoo about reader), creampie
navi/masterlist!! 🤍
thank you for hyping and helping me with this one @hursheys @mosviqu 😭
The moment the electric lock flashed green on the booked hotel room, clothes were flung and skin to skin were made before skin to fresh fabric. Kim Sunwoo smirks at your neediness for him, the way his finger smoothly glides along your folds confirming the fact even more. As always, he always knows how to rile you up, especially with the amount of orgasms he's taken away from you in the past hour.
"Stay still," a husky groan behind you reminded, "pretty little girl."
You whimpered at the pet name, your back arching, palm full of the sheets and chest fluttering at the wet kisses trailing down your spine. Sunwoo’s arm that was around your waist pulled you up to sit against the broad of his chest. His heating skin only intensifies the need around your body, your thighs shaking at the rubbing around your clit. Now practically sitting on his hard length, the new position was able to brush a deep place that had never been touched. The slightest movement occurred from his hip and the boy smirks at how you rest your head against his shoulder.
"That's it, baby girl," licking the side of your neck. His teeth nibble on your skin, the same teasing way he flicks and ghosts over your defined nipples and kneads your boobs in his hands. "Louder," he presses on as he grows harder inside of you.
"S-Sunwoo-" Your words were taken out, replaced by the heaving of breaths and moans filling the hotel room. "Let me ride you. I need you so bad.” The idea is cunning to him and he couldn't help but hiss at the mental image of being able to fully see the way you would take him, eyes locked to his as you only increase the pleasure for you both.
"What's the magic word?"
"Please, pretty boy. Let me ride y-"
Turns out Sunwoo is more impatient than you are and you feel the way his length hardens more inside your gummy loosening walls, stretching and knocking on the very first stages of your orgasm. Sunwoo flips to change his position, laying gracefully over the bed with you hovering above him, but unfortunately for you, the slight moment when he needs to pull out to get into position makes you frown.
He chuckles, "Don't be so disappointed. You like my cock so much that you just want me in you all day. That's why you call me every single time, don't you?" Your attempt to take a breath halts halfway when you realise that Sunwoo doesn’t align his member to your hole, instead making your poor clit grind against the top parts of his needy, veiny length. "A-Ah..." He rocks your swollen clit against himself, satisfyingly bringing you up and down, his tip disappearing behind your folds and reappearing again gloriously.
Your lower body is starting to shake again and your hands leveraged for his abs, nails slightly digging into his skin. It only urged Sunwoo to grind further, pressing your hips down to him as he started to enter you slightly but pulled out before hitting your spot.
"P-Please, fuck me properly." You're out of your mind at how he plays you, half-hooded eyes staring at him in the low lighting of the room. His mischievous smile shows that he will stop playing with you, but not too soon. Desperate for release, you start to retaliate a bit, going against the guidance of his grip to keep him snug inside you. A smack lands on one of your ass cheeks and the impact makes you moan. It only gets worse for you when he completely stops matching your neediness, keeping your hips in place and taking your building orgasm once more.
Cries and pleas fill his ears. "Stop being a brat," demanding and strong even though his eyes tell you otherwise; if only your eyes were opened. "I'll give you what you want so be a good girl and take whatever I give you. Be patient." You were half-listening, your nods stuttering along with your lower body that starts to shake in anticipation. Your head hangs low, moaning louder and nails engraved to his abdomen.
Until he completely raises his upper body from the mattress.
“W-What are you doing…?" Craving the pleasure he skillfully gives and smacking his chest in frustration. Your legs instinctively wrap around his pelvic area when he completely stands from the bed, clinging onto him as your energy slowly but surely runs out at the relentless rounds that have been going on between him and you.
Sunwoo gives a fake emphatic pout, puckering his lips for a kiss instead. He brushes his lips wherever he can, chuckling at how contrasting the top part of your body is displaying soft love but how the lower part of your body is still connected, your cum dripping along his length as he holds completely still. It’s hard for him to not thrust, but he loves keeping you on edge just for a bit longer. He kisses your tears away and the soft treatment he's giving you makes you forget of your throbbing need only for a split second as he tends to you in a different way. You close your eyes to feel his tongue swirling yours. The need to feel every part of him is evident, your arms wrapped around his neck tell him your desperateness and Sunwoo caresses your waist.
"That's for not calling me for so fucking long," he breathes out. "I was starting to get upset that you haven't called me for a while. Am I a joke to you?
Teeth clash, nose nudging and the way you run out of breath faster than ever makes Sunwoo snicker. "You were being annoying," you bite back. "Fucking me in random places whenever you wanted to."
Your face heats up as you remember the way Sunwoo would wiggle his eyebrows each time, a tongue poking on the inner side of his cheek before he took you to ride him for the first time in the unisex toilet, the front and backseats of his car, his bedroom with the door open and his parents just downstairs, in your house against the window, in the dressing room of a store where he ended up buying the dress he ripped off you, in the empty lecture room at university (let’s hope the recording system wasn’t on), or even fingering you during your lecture (you’re thankful the content is recorded). All those places he moulded his length into you, breaking you apart and putting you back with searing kisses each time. His controlling nature excites you, that's why you haven't been able to call him. You secretly hoped he would go even wilder if you didn't.
Driving to your house, putting you on your shoulder and driving to the nearest hotel that he has booked has gotten to be the least public sex you've had; or so you thought. Sunwoo’s act of cradling your soft skin against his body while he opens the curtain and clicks the balcony door open has become the most public and thrilling thing you’ve ever done. You immediately knew that if other visitors (or even the passersby as you weren’t too far from the ground) were to look anywhere towards your side, they would be able to see you and Sunwoo in intimate detail.
“Oh my God,” you mutter at the wind grazing against your back.
“You want to do it out here?” Suggesting a little show for everyone. “I can give the walkers a show if I bend you over, I guess,” he shrugs. “But I need to see you as I cum inside because it’s the best seeing you fall apart for me.”
Sunwoo feels the way you start to pool at that, and he thrusts slightly after you throb at his length. The whimpers against his neck from his baby girl rile him, especially with how you're clinging onto him and grinding against his chiselled front. Sunwoo taps on the side of your thigh, a motion telling you to land back on the ground. He wastes no time, cupping a hand around your mouth while his index lays vertically against his lips, winking at you. Your hands immediately fly to the wooden railing behind you and Sunwoo takes this as a time to blanket his hand over yours before slowly testing and setting a comfortable, stable rhythm.
“H-Here?” The wind messed up Sunwoo’s hair, and his overgrown bangs only made it hard for you to even set eyes on his orbs; but fuck did he look all the more attractive.
‘Here,” he affirms as a corner of his lip rises, smug and confident. “Shh,” he hushed. “Taking me like a good girl?” Chuckling at your rapid nods, “Or like a dirty little slut?”
Crocked, broken moans could still be heard behind his palm when you finally met his lust-filled eyes. You tried to distract yourself from the thrill of someone walking over to the balcony and catching you but you couldn’t help but grow louder when you looked down at Sunwoo’s veiny length entering you, slowly pulling out and pushing in twice as fast. High-pitched squeals match each time he hits you where you’re most needed.
“Is that how good I feel?” Raising an eyebrow, impressed at how you were able to nod. “My pretty baby girl taking me so well either way.”
As much as you’re pushing him closer and closer to painting your walls white, he needs more stimulation. Whether stimulation is given to him or he gives it to you to drive you insane, it doesn’t matter, but Sunwoo has always been one to spoil you. He takes his hand away from your mouth and immediately the volume, moans, whines, groans and pleas you let out are already pushing him one step closer. He increases his pace, skin slapping on each other and leaning over to you, burying his face into the crook of your neck. This decreases the distance between you and him more, and your tender clit gets more attention and love.
“I-I’m so close…” You etched out between broken sobs.
His eyes shut tight, nodding at your words. “You can do it.” It’s the first time he’s permitted you to completely let go. His thumbs brush over your knuckles, reassuring you that he’s close too and would love you to finish first; he loves spoiling you first before himself. “Come on,” pushing himself faster, “Let go for me,” harder, “Don’t worry, it won’t be your first.”
On cue, the image of him not letting you take a break is the trigger to you cumming, Sunwoo still pulsing around you as you did so. The boy hisses at the throbbing motions as you refuse to let go of his cock, tightly wrapping him around you. His hands tightly grip your wrist, the other pulling you still at the final drag he takes inside you as he empties all of him into you, twitching against your pulsing walls.
You feel the way he fills you up, chest stuttering and out of breath. Both your eyes widen when he moves again, needy groans filling your ears. “Sunwoo…” He shakes his head, shutting you up with a searing wet kiss. He plays his tongue around yours, drowning all your noises.
“Not yet,” he heaves. Not when he hasn’t fucked his girl in so long. The amount of times he’s jerked himself off to the thought of you, the way you cry for him and the way that his dick is only satisfied with you are the only things that he replayed in his head every night, moaning your name with furrowed eyebrows.
He retreats inside, sitting on the bed and adjusting his lying position as you sit on him once more. This angle pushes you to your second orgasm, creeping up slowly but surely. Your tightly shut eyes make you appreciate how deep he is as he starts to pound up against you.
His eyes gazed at your glistening folds and pulsing pussy. "See?" He leans and observes your lacked jaw. "In the end, you don't care where I fuck you," chuckling when you meet his thrust halfway. Your muscle shaping for him makes your hole shake, wetting his length and making it easier for him to slide further. "You just care about me," a thrust up, "and the way that I fuck you wherever you want to," another thrust, "and I guess," an eyebrow raises as he prepares his next move, "whenever I want to fuck you."
Sunwoo gets you ready for another release, teasing your sensitive bud by rubbing, flicking and pinching your folds as he pounds into you. This is the first time he's seen your expression from below, and the image is so much better than seeing you under him. In the end, he's just a boy who wants to see how you can move yourself to match his thrust. His dick only hardens with the fact that you're so fucked out that you're unable to fully grind against him.
"F-Fuck me..." Chest heaving at his control. "O-Oh-" He found it. The place that makes you fold for him every time. Your grip flies to his shoulder, eye contact never faltering other than when your eyes shut at the tears rolling down your cheek. Sunwoo aims there each time and you let out choked screams at the building pleasure. "S-Shit.” The stimulation makes the sex easier, eyes widening at the intense pleasure.
"Shit," he smirks at your tightly shut eyes, bottom lip trapped between your teeth. "Don't hurt yourself, baby girl," cupping your cheek and pulling your bottom lip. "Let me hear you," Sunwoo increased the pace of his hips and swirls your tender clit, and you had no choice but to follow his orders. "You're so fucked out and beautiful."
You whine at his words, squeals bouncing around the room when Sunwoo tugs on your nipple with his teeth. He fondles every part of you with intense want, intense need. The added attention is when your lower body starts to tense and relax uncontrollably, gushing out the startings of your liquid and the smacks of your body becoming louder and more accurate each second. Your neck falls, and screams hit the ceiling.
He hums against the valley between your breasts, "Does my sweet girl want to cum again?"
"Yes!"
His hand cups your jaw, directing your pleading gaze to his similar ones. "Can she promise me that she'll contact me more and won't deprive me of this sweet pussy?"
"Yes!"
Despite the need, he knows your words hold truth. "I'm gonna cum inside you. Need your body to remember a part of me."
You don't object to that as he pulls you to another kiss, muffling and taking your moans down his throat. It's not long before your body swallows his second load inside, overflowing onto the sheets that he for sure would love to take home; maybe even replacing his as he jerks off to your scent. Your body falls slack after but Sunwoo doesn't pull out again. Your walls pulsate around him and it's when you realise that he's not getting any softer inside of you.
You realised the implications of that, "Fuck-"
You’re flipped against the mattress in a clean sweep, head now comfortably deep into the pillow and Sunwoo re-enters as soon as you hit the bed. "You've been ignoring my calls for too long and I’m way too deprived of you right now," Both wrists are pinned under his open palms, "And this dick needs some more love from his home, baby girl."
genre » 18+ ONLY; MDNI PLEASE! 🔞 explicitly (?) suggestive, there's some fluffy moments here too, reader and sangyeon are very much in love
word count; estimated reading time » 1825; ~7 mins
warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » dom/sub dynamic, dom!sangyeon, sub!reader, does not include explicit smut but i don't think it's sfw either, very suggestive (as compared to this; forever using it as a main benchmark), sangyeon grabs reader's neck (for a while), sangyeon's hands between reader's thighs (mentions of touching), sangyeon implied to physically taller and bigger than the reader, mentions of nudity (and undressing), panty sniffing; sangyeon of reader's, nicknames (baby girl; sangyeon to reader), kissing, (slight) public touching; sangyeon to reader, suggestive talk (public and private setting); sangyeon to reader, allusions to face sitting, not properly proofread (surprise surprise 😭 i'm sorry)
navi/masterlist!! 🤍
this is written to my dearest (and very old soulmate) ally @winterchimez 😘 happiest birthday to you!!
Sangyeon loves you. He loves you to bits and you believe in that confidently. You never feel any insecurities whenever he would be out without you. Your mind and heart are calm, not making any negative ‘what ifs’ from his actions towards the people around him, wherever he may be; and if anything, you’re confident in this seven-year relationship that you both are mature enough to settle any misunderstandings, should any occur, through conversations and patience.
Sangyeon, from the very start, has treated you as his one and only. Picking you up from a place without notice? You can count on him to be in the car within a minute. Bringing you flowers whenever a date is scheduled, even when it’s not at some fancy restaurant and just window shopping in the city? Be prepared to have one hand free for the colourful bouquet. Making sure to pack an extra scarf or thick jacket for you to wear because the weather could be unpredictable? The back of his car has around ten of that each. Making sure that your credit card, your phone or any cash never leaves your wallet and bag? He gave the restaurant his card a few hours before he would take you to any restaurant. When you figured that out though, he started bringing it way earlier; sometimes during opening time, sometimes just a huge load of cash a day before. Spoiling you with all styles and colours of clothing, and supporting your hobbies by purchasing in-game items? He even made a copy of his credit card for you to use.
The princess treatment became even more luxurious when you both could afford a little studio together. As a child, you always wanted a big house, painted in your favourite colour and maybe walls stuck with stickers from the dollar store but all you need now is to wake up and sleep next to the love of your life. Everything else ripples after that. After an exhausting day, the thought of having his hand behind your back is enough to rid of the sleepiness before driving.
Speaking of having a place for you both, Sangyeon has made sure to reserve a place in the corner of the bedroom for you. Whether that be for your gaming set-up or your skincare addiction he has reminded you to check the expiration date on or the albums of your favourite idols. He left his credit card next to your laptop to remind you that he supports you. His support never faltered even now as you're begging him for a date outside the house, hands clasped together in desperation.
“What's the occasion?” An eyebrow lifts in suspicion, his arms crossing in front of his built chest that you laid on last night.
“Nothing!” You shrugged, “There's just a little something that I want to get but shipping is expensive and we get to eat out.” You watch as Sangyeon tilts his head, his eyes narrowing at your wide eyes and the rising corners of your lips.
He knew he couldn't say no to you, no matter what. He was just expecting a lazy day in bed today as your day-offs finally matched after a few weeks. Just thinking of you both cuddling under the bedsheets and feeling your breathing against his bare chest, sharing body warmth through minimal clothing is all it took for that creeping red to make its way to his cheeks. But if his Princess wanted to have an energetic day out instead, then that’s what she’ll get.
You couldn’t help but chuckle confused at how Sangyeon suddenly bent his back, putting his face closer to you, cheeks lining up where your lips would be. When asked, Sangyeon turns his head, purposely flexing his closed smile to show his dimple. Understanding what he wanted, your toes lifted you to kiss one of his best features.
“You could’ve just asked,” rolling your eyes playfully and mimicking his crossed arms whilst walking away.
Your boyfriend stops you from taking another step, cushioning the back of your knee and your back with his sturdy hold. You couldn’t help but exclaim at the sudden levitation, but you knew he would never drop you; at least not to the floor. For extra security, “That wouldn’t be fun though now, would it?”
There’s something about men driving skilfully with one hand on the wheel and the other freestyling to be somewhere else. The very first few stages of the relationship, Sangyeon wanted to make sure that you felt safe in the moving metal vehicle, both hands parallel on the leather circle. Gradually, one hand lowers to rest on the head of the joystick. He knew the way he had his sleeves rolled halfway his arms also drove you crazy, judging from how your thighs would shake and the uneven exhales that are all too audible without much attention. From the corner of his eyes, he sees your thigh muscles contracting, ultimately closing as you look away to face the side mirror instead.
He demands your attention even when he’s driving, reaching the stage of the relationship where the innocent swipes on the outside of your leg when he changes the control of the joystick to shamelessly keeping your thighs apart, hands venturing further up, riding your dress and skirt closer to your waistline. Occasionally his knuckles would press against where you needed him most and with the little game he started, you always made sure that if you were going to wear shorts or pants, the fabric would be thin enough for you to feel his ministrations.
“Come on,” you released a breath you didn’t know you were holding, relaxing the muscles of your throat. You let out the slightest huff, half disappointed at how Sangyeon didn’t seem to go further. “Let’s go, Princess,” clicking the seatbelt open for you.
You didn’t bother masking your thoughts, unconsciously throwing a glare that is stronger than you expected. The look woke up Sangyeon’s dominant side and he locked the four doors through the main lock on his side. The realisation of your actions only hit you when Sangyeon easily wrapped a hand around your neck, pulling you into a searing kiss. The hands slide to the side gradually, pulling you by the back of your neck into a messy tongue fight. His collar rumpled against your hold for stability and Sangyeon found it amusing when you lightly moaned into him, a slight smirk adoring your gentle features.
“Here?” You asked at the small frame between your heated session.
“Don’t test me,” kissing you innocently by the tip of your nose, “Let’s go inside now.” Not before he slips a finger on your waistband and snaps it back against your skin did he exit the car, making his way to the other side to open the door for you. Before heading in, he sets a timer on his phone and you smirk at his impatience when he pulls your hips to his growing tent. “Go over the given time and I’ll spoil myself more than you.”
The rest of the shopping trip is tamely innocent. Sangyeon had to take deep inhales to calm his hardening member under his already tight dress pants. Thankfully, you decided to make the best of the time he gave you, dragging him along your shopping journey with a wholesome smile and it calmed the blood pumping throughout his body. Within the first few minutes, Sangyeon is already holding two shopping bags as he recognises some dresses that has been in your shopping cart for some time. The attention to detail is rewarded with a long (but still tame) kiss on his lips. That is until you decide to comment about something that makes his heart excited, dopamine rushing to all the things that he wants to do to you tonight.
“You don’t understand,” putting the bottle of moisturiser that you had a stock of at home, “I need all of these to make sure that my skin stays glowing like right now,” sulking at how your boyfriend does minimal skincare and his skin feels like a newborn baby’s soft, healthy and plump ones, “It’s not fair.”
“Your skin is beautiful, baby girl,” kissing your cheek to prove his point.
“But you can’t ignore the fact that yours is gleaming and immaculate.”
Sangyeon nods, lightly shrugging his shoulder, “I actually have a secret to this gorgeous, glowing skin.” It perks your ears, never hearing that Sangyeon is into such things, “Let’s get out of here and I’ll show you?” You could tell that he was up to something that wasn’t related to skincare but there was no way you didn’t want to find out what he was hiding behind that seemingly cute and pure eye smile of his, not when he didn’t mind cupping your ass, gripping on your flesh in public for everyone to see. Your nod is what makes Sangyeon drag you out of the shopping mall.
He didn’t bother checking if the car was parked prettily in the designated apartment parking and you can sense his neediness with how he left the shopping bags in the back seat, picking you up bridal style from the underground parking, not letting you use your feet. When asked why, in the midst of the tight square volume of the ascending lift, he whispers to the shell of your ears, “It’ll be doing all the workouts from now, don’t worry.”
You wanted to question him, but with just one look into his orbs, the darkness mixed with the lust made your stomach do little flips and the stomach there did an involuntary jolt as you felt your panties dampening with every second passed looking at his black eyes. As soon as you arrive at the room, Sangyeon wastes no time to drop you to sit on the bed. You were about to lie down, as that’s what you would usually do, but this time he tells you to stay still. You watch the strip show in front of you, Sangyeon unbuttoning his shirt but keeping it on. He rids the metal clasps of his belt, kicking his pants behind him and lays on the bed, arms propped behind him, flexing his biceps.
“Take only your panties off, baby girl,” a chill runs down your spine as he asks you and you’re suddenly hypnotised to do so. “Give it to me,” referring to the garment between your fingertips.
What your boyfriend did next intensified the pulsing between your thighs, “S-Sangyeon,” the lewd scene of him kissing and inhaling the scent of your used underwear where your wet pussy was made your legs shiver.
“Sorry,” he chuckles, putting the garment below his pillow, “Now come sit on my face,”
Your eyes widen at the request, “W-We’ve never done that–”
“Do it, baby girl,” he demands softly, voice cutting through silence dominantly, “Let me do my skincare routine lying down.”
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word count; estimated reading time » 1970; ~8 mins
warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » dom!eric, sub!reader, public sex (on a surfboard in the ocean, quite far away from the rest of the crowd), praising (reader receiving), dirty talk (not explicit), begging (reader to eric), pet name (baby girl, pretty girl), nickname (buff puppy; reader to eric), fingering (reader receiving), marking and kisses on skin (reader receiving), reader has medium-long hair, reader wears a bikini, eric is shirtless, eric and reader are the same height, eric implied to have a bigger build, orgasm denial (once), cum tasting (eric to reader)
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In between your chaotic university schedule and unhelpful teammates in your group work, came Eric's idea to take a day at the beach. You're more than enlightened at the idea, already sorting the day's wardrobe in your head.
Now, the toasted sand tickles between the crevices and around your bare feet, but you don't flinch, feeling your muscles relax instead. Your exposed stomach and back bask in the sun, delightful at the kiss from the sun. Eric walks beside you, his right hand protectively landing on your waist, pulling you closer to him; reminding the others around you to stop looking at your lower cheeks and upper chest which makes him scowl.
"You're looking hot but I hate how others can see you like this." Tucking his hand on the aide waistband on your bottoms and letting the material slap your skin.
You raise an eyebrow at him, your head dipping and rising at his exposed chest, "Speak for yourself, you buff puppy."
There and then comes Eric's light and golden smile that had you since day one, that only seemed all the more attractive with the limited skin contact that you share due to your light blue bikini and his pink swimmers. For Eric, it's the fact that the sight of you like this makes him want to take you right then and there, but he needed to stay civil in the public place.
You made your temporary post in the crowded space, spreading your beach towel and your belongings under the beach umbrella that you recently bought. Eric sticks his surfboard onto the sand next to where you would be sitting, creating more walls from the setting yet still scorching sun. You both settle in, popping off the cap of your sunscreen.
"Need help?" Knowing well enough that you will accept it.
A generous amount is applied to his palm and Eric guides you to sit between his spread legs as he begins applying the lotion starting from your shoulders and along your spine. You should've known that he was plotting something for even though you couldn't see the spreading grin on his face, his hands did all the talking. From the curve of your shoulder, coming to curve to your chest.
Slightly turning your head around, you shoot him a raised eyebrow but he feigns a straight face. His fingers go beneath the shoulder strap, following the line to your breasts. At least, you thought he would be groping you over the clothing but were proved wrong when your hardened buds were between his fingers that swiped and tugged making your back straighten.
"E-Eric---" Looking around at the oblivious children and parents. You couldn't help but squirm into him, the tip of his finger now circling your sensitive buds.
A hand flies to cover your mouth and Eric only shoots you a smile at the way your lips tremble in pleasure. "Good girl." Oh, he's crazy to call you that in public. "Looking all pretty for me."
"Oh..." His fingers tap teasingly towards your clothed mound, making your legs close instinctively. Eric clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth in disapproval, to which you shakily open your shaking legs once more to him. You know where this is going and you should probably keep some public dignity but how could you when the length of his fingers covers your slit, brushing you in an upwards motion, proud of the dampening fabric that he's created?
Your head falls back onto his shoulder, gasping for the air above. The whimpers that you let out are now clearer and closer to your boyfriend’s ears and once again, it takes Eric everything to not turn you around, tug both your underwear down and guide your surely pooling arousal around his hardening part.
But he’s got better ideas than what you both usually do behind closed doors. The fact that you’re gripping onto his forearm, gasping for air and his touch despite only having a minimal amount of coverage to the world around you makes the idea in his head all the more interesting to try. Without another word, Eric retracts his arm, scooting backwards before standing up.
Your furrowed eyebrows contrasted with the cute jut of your lower lip as your head turned, eyes following to see him retrieve his surfboard from the sand, tucking it below his arm. Eric winks at you and before you can protest your disappointment about the building orgasm, he crouches eye level with you, stealing a peck from your lips.
“Come on,” he tilts his head towards the body of water, “you said you wanted to surf with me. Let me show you something while I’m at it.”
You couldn't see through that mischievous smirk and that annoyingly charming wink sent once again. Even though you rolled your eyes and heaved a heavy sigh, he knew that you would accept the hand that he has put out for you. Just like before, his fingers curve around the side of your waist, the surfboard from before under his arm as you both make your way to the crowded ocean.
At first, everything is civil. You both cupped your hands together to splash the salty liquid on each other’s faces, innocent and beaming in the summer. Eric would use the board as a barrier from your attacks and in turn, you would shout at how unfair he was being in the fight. The cooling water around you and the way the sand below you would most probably get between your feet when you walk back. The particles of sand would also be around your body, stuck between the gap between your bikini and your skin. But it’s fun and spending this time to just forget about your priorities is great, especially when you can do it with the love of your life.
It’s true when people say time passes by fast when you have fun for with each passing splash to each other’s faces, the sun sets and the temperature drops even more, and Eric’s love and warmth for you becomes all the more evident. As you have fun together, you’ve reached a part of the area where it’s more secluded. The laughter of the families, squealing children and somewhat worried parents were quite a distance---it’s enough for you both to be moderately loud together; whatever those noises may be from. Eric pulls his body onto the floating board, legs straddling on each side, eyes forward towards the horizon and sunset. You gazed up at him with adoration, resting your arm onto the unoccupied part of the board as you gaze at the scene too.
He admires the scenery in front of him, alternating between that and you next to him still in the water. You're left still in the water until he acknowledges you once more with a kiss, slotting his lips between yours. His thumb and index trap your chin, controlling the flow of the kiss. Eric smiles at the swipes of his tongue that would make your eyes slightly roll back. Your hands grip his thigh, slightly pushing him down in an attempt to dive into the kiss further. To the shaky movement, Eric tightens his hold on your chin, separating your wet lips with an innocent shake of his head.
“Don’t make me fall, baby girl,” He warns you softly. “Come here.” He pats on the board in front of him, instructing you to get on the board with minimal movement.
Because of your lack of experience with the surfboard and everything about surfing, it was a little bit of a struggle to get on the rocky surface. The natural waves didn’t help you either. But Eric’s skilful balancing skills, tilting his upper body to the opposite side of the board of where you are to maintain his drying hair eventually made you both succeed in sitting together to watch the sunset in his arms. With his hands on your waist, he pulls you and himself closer, loving the feeling of your exposed back on his defined chest.
You exhale at the feeling, leaning and putting your weight onto him. To be honest, you could fall asleep to the sound of the waves, Eric’s humming and the way his thumb caress your skin. But Eric did not want you to fall asleep---he wanted the opposite of your snores and relaxed brain. His hands start to trail down, following the downward curve of your thigh, again towards your core that you couldn’t tell if it was your arousal or the sea. You gasp at how he didn’t bother to tease you from above your underwear, tugging cloth to one side, inserting one finger straight into your pooling hole.
“You can be louder,” he encourages the whiny moans that you started to voice, “They’re all away from us.” Referring to earlier when you were in a ‘more’ crowded place.
Eric made use of his mouth, opened lips landing on the area between your neck and your shoulder. He makes his mark along the slide, sucking open-mouthed kisses while his fingers start to increase the pace, driving you to your wave. Your thighs start shaking, just like your ragged breaths and the slight thrashing of your head resting laid on his shoulder. Just like he wants, your voice becomes louder, not only because you’re right next to him but because you’re starting to not care about the setting you’re in.
“Keep still,” he reminds you of the uneven surface, “if you keep moving so harshly, you won’t be able to cum.” With this, his hand that has tugged your underwear away lets go and the elastic slaps to his retracting hand increase its pace and stretch your hole as he inserts another finger.
Your hands grip his wrists, hazy eyes gazing down to see the trembling of your thighs that have started to grip the blue board as you feel the increase of your release building up. Eric syncs your moans to the plunging of his fingers inside you. The tip of his fingers reaches your sweet spot, hitting that spot each time to leave you all the more breathless. Another finger is inserted and you can’t help but lean almost all your weight onto Eric now, losing your mind at how Eric constantly hits the spot that he knows all too well.
“Faster,” you beg to compensate for the orgasm he took away from you earlier. “Please don’t stop.”
Eric complied with your request, turning his head towards the crook of your neck and littering soft small kisses to the back of your ear. Each time he pulls away from another peck comes another encouraging praise from all the “You’re taking me so well” to the “My pretty girl” to the dirtier words that encourage to finally coat his fingers with a layer of you. He didn’t stop at your orgasm, letting the surge of relief travel all over your body, only beginning to slow down when your breathing normalises.
Eric’s gaze on your side profile is adoring, his hand coming back to cover your spent core. His face comes up to nudge and trace along your jawline and he lets out a soft chuckle. “You alright?”
You chuckle back, turning your head to nudge your nose against his, “Yeah. You?” He nods and kisses you still with a wide smile. “Amazing balance you have here, Mr Sohn.”
“I know,” he wiggles his eyebrows playfully, “I am amazing.”
You couldn’t argue with that statement. Eric Sohn is the love of your life after all.
“You know what else is amazing?” You raise an eyebrow at the question. Eric gives that mischievous smirk again, lifting the three fingers that made you gasp for air a few minutes ago, “Open up.”
Diving in once more.
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