Creep
part one: wonyoung
Description: Jaewon fantasized about his favorite idols every day. But jerking off to their pictures and videos got old quickly. He needed something more. Something real. So he came up with a list—and a plan. He quit his job and cut off contact with everyone he knew. From now on, he would devote himself to his obsession.
The first on his list was Wonyoung.
Tags: Dubcon, Wonyoung x OC, Nipple Play, Obsession, Stalker/Fan × Idol, Kidnapping Fantasy, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Blowjob/Deepthroat, Cum Swallowing, Face Fucking, Public
He had been following her for weeks, never leaving a trace, memorizing her entire schedule by heart. Tonight would be the night he finally made his move. After the Song Festival, he would take her.
His plan was simple: pose as her driver.
He waited by the curb, watching her finish her stage performance. The black dress she wore clung to her figure, the pale skin of her chest peeking out with every movement. Jaewon felt himself harden just watching her.
When the show ended, Wonyoung stepped out into the night, scanning the cars until her gaze landed on his. She walked toward him gracefully, heels clicking against the pavement. She opened the door and slipped inside with a polite, “Hello,” before fastening her seatbelt. “You know where to go, right?” she asked. Jaewon nodded. “To your dorm, Miss.” Satisfied, she slipped on her headphones and closed her eyes.
She dozed lightly, but when she woke again, the city lights were gone. Trees stretched endlessly around them. The darkness outside was thick, broken only by the faint beam of the headlights. “Are you sure this is the right way?” she asked, unease creeping into her voice. “For me, yes,” Jaewon said calmly. “For you… I’m not so sure.”
Her heart skipped. “I don’t think I understand.” He stopped the car and turned to her with a smile. “We’re here.” Her pulse raced. “Who are you? What do you want from me?” “Me? I’m just a fan,” he answered evenly. Her hands shook against the door handle. “No—you’re a creep!” She yanked on it desperately, but the lock held. “Let me out!” “Calm down. Even if I did… where would you go? It’s nothing but forest out here.” “I don’t care! Anywhere is better than this!”
Jaewon studied her silently, then leaned back and unlocked the door. “Go, then.”
Without hesitation, Wonyoung bolted into the night, branches clawing at her dress as she fled. Jaewon waited a moment, then followed at a steady pace. He had her location tracked. She wouldn’t escape.
Her muffled cries led him to where she sat crumpled on the forest floor, clutching her knees. Her shoes were broken, mud streaking her legs. “Wony,” he called softly. “I… I fell,” she whispered. Her voice was hoarse, trembling. “Follow me,” he said. And after a pause, she did—realizing she had no way out.
Back at the car, she stood trembling, her voice flat. “Will you drive me home if I give you what you want?”
Jaewon tepped closer, pressing his lips to hers. Wonyoung didn’t respond, her body stiff under his kiss. His mouth trailed lower, biting lightly at her neck, then across her collarbones. With a tug, he pulled the neckline of her dress down, freeing her breasts to the cold night air.
Her nipples hardened instantly, goosebumps rising over her skin. He took one into his mouth, sucking deeply, while his hand teased the other, pinching until she gasped despite herself. His tongue circled, teeth grazing, her back arching unconsciously against him.
He pushed her back across the hood of the car, spreading her thighs. Her lacy panties were already damp, clinging to her sex. He pressed his mouth against the fabric first, licking over it until she whimpered, then gave it a sharp tug and tore it away.
Her pussy glistened under the headlights, wet and open for him. He groaned at the sight, burying his face between her thighs. His tongue slid through her folds in long, deliberate strokes. Her fingers gripped the edge of the hood as her moans grew louder.
He sucked at her clit, nose rubbing against it as his tongue worked deeper. Wony cried out, her hips bucking helplessly against his face. He spat onto her cunt, spreading the slickness with his mouth before sliding two fingers inside, curling them until she nearly screamed. “Fuck…” she whispered, so faintly he almost missed it.
He pulled his fingers free and pressed them against her lips. She licked them obediently, her eyes glassy.
Then he unbuckled his belt and freed himself, sliding the thick length against her wetness before pushing inside. She gasped, nails digging into the car as he stretched her open inch by inch.
Heat wrapped around him, tight and wet. He started slow, savoring it, each thrust making her body jolt. Her moans broke in sharp cries, the rhythm of his hips pressing her back harder against the metal hood.
He pulled out and turned her around, bending her forward with one leg lifted onto the car. Her bare breasts pressed flat against the cold surface, nipples rubbing against the metal as she whimpered.
He entered her again from behind, the angle making her voice rise to a desperate pitch. His grip clamped on her shoulder, forcing her to arch as his thrusts drove deeper. She clawed at the hood, torn between whimpers and moans, each movement pushing her body further into his rhythm.
“Do you like it?” he growled against her ear. “Mmhmm…” she whimpered, nodding frantically.
With one final thrust, he pulled out and spilled across her ass, his hot release streaking her skin.
Jaewon turned her to face him. Her makeup was ruined, tears streaking down her flushed cheeks, lips parted and trembling. “I want these pretty lips around my cock,” he said, brushing a finger across them. “Would you?” “Mmhmm…” she nodded softly.
He sat back in the passenger seat and spread his legs. Wonyoung knelt between them, hair falling loose around her face as she wrapped her lips around him. Her tongue stroked along his length as she bobbed her head, eyes glassy but fixed upward on his.
He groaned, tangling his fingers in her hair, guiding her deeper until her throat tightened around him. She gagged, tears streaming again, but she didn’t stop. Her lips stretched around his cock, the wet sounds of her mouth filling the night.
“Good girl,” he muttered, thrusting harder until he came. He held her head down, making her swallow. Cum dripped from the corners of her mouth, smearing across her chin.
When he let go, she sat back, a hot mess of flushed cheeks, ruined makeup, and a dress torn halfway down her body.
Jaewon snapped a photo of her on his phone. Then he smiled faintly. “Shall I drive you home now?” Wony looked up at him, her voice hoarse but steady. “Actually… can we do it again in the car?”