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𓆩♡𓆪 ten, 23, black, she/her, hongjoong’s hoe
i write for my ult groups bts, ateez, and nct (just some members for now). my requests are not open, i’m sorry loves. all of my works will be x black reader always.
you're already shaking, thighs spread over wooyoung's lap, his back pressed to the headboard. he's still half dressed, shirt pushed up, sweatpants pulled down his legs.
"you're trembling already?" he teases, voice smug. "haven't even touched you properly."
you try to roll your hips for friction, but he holds you still with both hands on your ass, fingers digging in hard enough to make you gasp. "wooyoung... please..."
"oh? now you wanna beg?" he tilts his head, lips brushing your jaw, breath hot. "you weren't begging when you kept me waiting all day."
your pussy clenches, slick dripping onto his lower belly, pulling a wicked grin to his lips. "look at you," he murmurs, sliding his hand down to nudge a thumb through your folds. "fucking soaking. you want my cock that bad?"
you nod, embarrassed at how quickly you fall apart for him. his thumb circles your clit once, just enough pressure to make you jolt. "words, baby."
"yes," you pant, grabbing at his shoulders. "want it so bad, wooyoung- please."
he grabs the base of his cock, slapping the head against your soaked slit, dragging through your mess but never pushing in. you whine, hips jerking for contact, and he just laughs softly. "greedy little thing."
he taps the head against your entrance again, watching it catch as your body tries to pull him in. "spit on it." he says, low and commanding. you go hot as you lean forward, letting a slow string of spit onto the flushed head of his cock. it coats him, dripping down his shaft.
"good girl," he breathes, stroking himself once before lining himself up. "knew you'd listen." then he drags you down onto him in one smooth glide.
your breath stutters, hands flying back to his shoulders as he fills you, stretching you open. "fuck," wooyoung groans, head dropping back against the wall. "that's it. take it, fuck- you're tight as hell."
you're already trembling, nails scraping his skin as you adjust around him. his hands grip your hips and lifts you up just to slam you back down, your cunt clenching uncontrollably around him.
"wooyoung-!"
"uh-uh." he drags you up again, harder this time. "you wanted this. begged for it." you can hear how wet you are, every thrust loud and messy, your spit mixing with your slick as he pounds up into you.
his mouth finds your neck, biting, sucking, and marking you up because he wants people to see. wants everyone to know exactly who fucks you like this.
"ride me," he pants against your skin, smacking your ass hard. "be a good girl and work for it."
you try bouncing on him, tits brushing his chest, breath breaking with every drop. he watches with dark eyes, thumbs pressing bruises into your waist.
"pretty little girl," he grunts, thrusting up to meet you. "look at you. bouncing on my cock like you're made for it."
your orgasm hits hard and sudden, pussy clenching around him so tight he chokes on a curse. he holds you down on his cock, grinding up into you as you shake in his lap, crying into his shoulder.
"that's it... fuck, squeeze me just like that-"
he cums right after you, pulling you flush to him as his hips jerk, filling you so deep you feel it spill inside you. you cry out at the stretch and he kisses your jaw breathlessly.
"shit... you're perfect," he exhales, stroking your back as you both come down. "perfect pussy... perfect everything."
