stepfather!cho sang-woo × fem!reader
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the house is quiet. dark, calm. you went to bed early to relieve the tiredness of the day at home.
your mother is sleeping. tired after a day of work.
your stepfather, who has been having problems and arguing with your mother for a long time...
you know he is stressed and angry these days, because of your mother.
you go to the kitchen at night to drink a glass of water. but there is someone waiting for you, leaning on the counter.
your stepfather.
"why are you here?" he's holding a glass. His tie is loose, his shirt is wrinkled. he looks nervous.
you don't listen. You just want to drink your water and leave. but he's talking.
"we argued with your mother again."
he took a deep breath.
"she never stops talking, she's always annoying me."
you roll your eyes and are about to leave the kitchen when he stops you.
"but you're not like her, are you? you're a good girl, i guess."
you smile nervously. but he comes closer to you. his warm hand touches your bare arm.
"are you really a good girl or are you just like your mother?"
you never object as his hands move down to your hips. that's exactly what you want.
"do you like it?" he understands the answer from the look in your eyes.
he pulls down your shorts. he leans you against the counter and touches your wetness over your underwear. you're already soaked.
he laughs when he feels your wetness. "while your mother is upstairs worrying about her marriage, are you getting wet for your stepfather?"
"spread your legs. take the stress out of daddy, pretty girl."
you spread your legs and hold on to his shoulders.
"i'll take your stress away, daddy."
"well done, pretty girl."