Here, I'll be uploading imagines, fics and short stories surrounding the following characters (Edited to include Season 2 Characters):
Seong Gi-Hun
Cho Sang-Woo
Kang Sae-Byeok
Hwang In-Ho/ Frontman
Hwang Jun-Ho
The Salesman
Pink Soldiers
Thanos
I write from fluff to smut so feel free to place requests!
I will always try to reply and upload in a timely manner but irl me still has stuff to do so please keep that in mind!
If requesting NSFW, I will let you know if a certain kink/topic is uncomfortable to write for. You can always feel free to request again with a revised prompt.
Drunken Desire (S): An innocent joke between friends leads to something more. [Request]
Professor Seong (S): The nerdy and awkward new professor catches your eye, and luckily the feeling is mutual. [Request]
Cho Sangwoo
Familiar Situation (S): After the first game, Sangwoo visits an old friend.
Overpowering (S) [Request]
Yandere!Sangwoo (S) [Request]
Kang Saebyeok
Comfort (S): When (Y/N) and her boyfriend split, her kind roommate Saebyeok takes it upon herself to get her mind off of him no matter what. [Request]
Gift Headcanon (F) [Request]
Hwang Inho/ The Frontman
Dear Brother (A): After Junho goes missing, Inho takes this as an opportunity to swoon his brother's wife. [Request] (Sequel To Be Posted)
To Be Posted
Hwang Junho
Dear Brother (A): After Junho goes missing, Inho takes this as an opportunity to swoon his brother's wife. [Request] (Sequel To Be Posted)
Jealousy (S): Junho is not a fan of (Y/N)s casual nature with a touchy coworker. [Request]
Late Night Needs (S): After you come back from a late night work outing, (Y/N) and Junho seem to have the same thought in mind.
The Salesman
To Be Posted
Pink Soldiers
Saving You (V)(A): A Pink Soldier is taken aback after a player strikingly resembles his younger sister, causing him to question all that led up to him agreeing to fill such a role.
Author's Note: He was the first I wanted to write for to get my writing warmed up again, so can't help but oblige to this request! ☺️ I really hope you enjoy!
Summary: After you come back from a late night work outing, (Y/N) and Junho seem to have the same thought in mind.
Rating: M (18+)
Warning(s): Smut, Dirty Talk, Oral (F & M Receiving), No Protection
MDI
The wind blew harsh as I rushed inside to the apartment’s lobby to escape the night’s cold weather, giving a shudder as I was met with a slightly less cold environment. I would have been home hours ago but a work dinner kept me away, making me regret wearing a dress if i had known I would be staying for so long. The alcohol helped keep me a bit warm but nothing like being at home with Junho. He was all I could think about during the outing; flashes of his sweet smile, laughter, his body cuddling and keeping me warm.. or how good he looked over me..
Maybe it was the one beer thinking for me. Or I really just needed him. Walking up the stairs, I reach our apartment door, clumsily pulling out my keys and opening the door silently. Instead of being met with a dark living room, the corner lamp and television lit the room, seeing Junho almost staring blankly at the screen as if to not fall asleep. “You’re not in bed?” I ask as i closed the door, causing him to jolt. “There you are.” He replies, huffing lightly as he stood up, the blanket on him slipping off as he yawned, wearing a white tee shirt and grey shorts. “You weren’t answering your phone but since the bar isn’t that far, I assumed you were just busy.” He explained as I took off my coat and heels, walking towards me. “How did it go?” He moved the hair out of my face, cupping my face as he placed a gentle kiss on my lips. I moaned and smiled as he moved away, seeing his warm smile and groggy eyes. “It went good. Nothing special.” I close the gap between us as I wrap my arms around his neck, his hands moving to my hips. “I was just thinking about you, a lot.” I reply, him giving a curious hum. “What did I do to earn the privilege?” He places his forehead against mines, feeling his hands wander to the small of my back, moving me closer to him. “There’s too many to count.” I reply with a small laugh, making him smile proudly. “Should I give you a reason then?” He asks, moving his head back and a hand back up to my cheek, giving a soft rub. “Hmm.. How are you going to do that?” I teased, lightly running my fingers along his neck. Giving a small smirk, he grabs my legs and pulls me up, making me let out a gasp as I wrapped my legs around his waist. “Don’t worry, I’ll show you.”
My back hits the mattress as Junho’s soft lips crash against mines, settling between my legs as I wrap one around him, the other bent on his side. His hands traveled my sides as he parted my lips, both of us moaning into our mouths and moving my hands along his back, dragging his shirt up more and more. I struggled not to grind up to him as his hand reached for my thigh, squeezing it and moving his hand higher, his rough fingertips gliding and raising my dress higher. “You’re so soft.” He moans out as he moves his head to my neck, giving light kisses and small licks as I moaned softly. I could feel him move the bottom of my dress up, lightly touching the inside of my thigh before feeling his covered bulge begin to grind down onto me slowly. “Junho.” I whimpered as he sucked on my neck, causing a sting before licking it as I grinded up to him, a hand pushing my hips back down. “You have to be patient, baby.” He said into my ear before giving it a little bite, making me grasp onto his shirt as he kept up the slow pace. “But I want more.” I whimpered, my nails dragging lightly against his back, hearing him give a low moan. Instead of answering, he moved up and off of me, moving off of the bed and standing. “Come take my clothes off if you need it that bad.” He gave an intense stare as I moved to him, keeping my eyes on him as his hand reaches down to grasp his growing cock. I simply nod and smile, standing and removing his shirt, it falling on the ground as my fingertips glide along his tight abs. My hand moves to his shorts, letting them fall on the floor as his black boxer briefs are revealed. I keep my eyes on him as I let my fingers trail along his bulge before gripping it lightly, smiling up at him as he sucks in a breath. He moves a hand to hold the back of my neck, keeping me there. “Are you my dirty girl?” He asks. I nod, feeling his fingers dig slightly. “Say it.” He growled, making me whimper with excitement. “I’m your dirty girl.” I say, earning an approving moan.
“Then get on your knees.” He lets go of my neck, stepping back to give me space to be in front of him. Nodding, I kneel down in front of him, reaching back and letting my dress pool around me. Reaching up, my hand grips his bulge, giving light strokes as I look up at him. He gives a small smile before saying, “Come on, (Y/N), don’t be mean.” I move closer and place a kiss on his covered cock, keeping my eyes on him. “I thought we had to be patient.” I tease, getting him to growl. “I take that back.” He replies, his eyes going along my body. “Take that bra off, too.” I nod, keeping my eyes on him as i reach back and unlatch my bra, letting it fall with the dress. I lick my lips as my hands pull and let go of the black fabric, watching his cock spring out. He lets out a relieved moan as my hand wraps around his base, kissing his tip before taking out my tongue, letting his tip lay on it for a second before licking him. My other hand comes up to grab his thigh as I let my mouth fully wrap around him, my eyes shutting as I adjust to him. A low groan escapes him as his cock hits the back of my throat, both hands grabbing my head and bobbing me, making me gag and move back, spit dribbling down my chin. “Fuck.” He groaned as I smiled up at him, both hands on his thighs as I take him in again, keeping my eyes on him as I bury his cock in my throat again. I gag a bit around him but keep bobbing my mouth, my eyes beginning to water as I did my best to keep them open. His eyebrows crease and his mouth stays open as he stares, groans, moans and curses escaping them as my hands grip onto his thighs. A hand travels to his balls, massaging them lightly as my eyes closed again, keeping up my movements until I feel him move me off of him.
I let out a small gasp as I look up at him, seeing him huffing, letting out a load moan. “Get on your back.” He ordered, lifting myself up only for him to grab me halfway, lifting and tossing me onto the mattress, making me gasp. “I need you.” I whimper, catching my breath as his hands reached down, pulling my panties off as I raised my hips to help him. He let them drop before he lowered himself to my crotch, his lips and breath getting closer to my pussy, making me shiver. “You’re so wet.” He mutters almost to himself before his tongue peeks out of his mouth, his eyes glues to my wetness before he licks along my folds, his eyes closing as he tasted. “God, fuck.” I moaned out as I felt him drag his tongue again, opening his eyes and looking up at me. I whined as I felt his hands reach up, moving my legs up and over his shoulders before feeling his tongue move into my pussy, moving it back and forth before licking up to my clit, sucking on it lightly. Throwing my head back, I can’t help the moans that escape me before looking back to him, his hand reaching up and folding my tit as he enjoyed his motions. “I need your cock in me, Junho,” I whimpered, fighting to start grinding on his face. His eyes fluttered as he moved away from me, his chin lightly shining with wetness as he reached for a cabinet, pulling a small towel from it and quickly cleaning his chin. “Come here.” His hand captures my chin as I lean up to do so, our tongues intertwined with each others taste.
We stay like this for a moment, savoring each other before I move away, glancing at his cock, swearing I could see it twitch for a second. “Do you need my cock in you? Huh?” Looking up at him, he smirks as he brings he brings his cock to my pussy, rubbing his tip against me, making me moan out and nod frantically. “Yes, I do, please, Junho, I need you inside me.” I mumble against his lips as he spreads my legs and sinks into me, a yell and moan leaving me as his cock gently spreads me, his hand coming up to move the hair off my face as he slowly starts to thrust. I let out shaky moans as I adjust to him, a hand reaching to his hips and guide him on how I’m feeling. He keeps looking between my face and his cock thrusting into me, his beautiful face making the most sinful faces, groans and long moans making me get even closer. I grab the back of his head and he grabs the back of my knees, bringing them up to his shoulders as I wrapped my arms around his neck, feeling as his cock sinks even deeper than I thought.
“Oh fuck-”
“Junho!”
My body shakes as he looks into my eyes, huffing and moaning so near my mouth as he enters me. The new angle makes me feel so full, whimpering as he brings his lips to my neck, hearing him almost whimper as my pussy tightened around him. He licks along my neck as he begins to thrust more, my hands coming up to rake my fingers along his back, feeling goosebumps rise as I reached his lower back. “You’re so fucking pretty.” Junho whines as he moves his head away, a hand grasping at my hip to bring it up as the other went to my tit, his fingers squeezing my nipple before groping it again. I can only whimper over and over again as his cock filled me, goosebumps rising on my skin as he kept fucking me so much, it was starting to become overwhelming.
“Huh-Jun- Fuck… Junho”
“Gonna come, baby?”
“Mmm-”
“Dirty girl. Come over this cock.”
I let out a choked whimper before moaning a mix of curses and Junho’s name, letting out a loud moan as my body shook with orgasm, whimpering as his cock kept moving. I look down at his cock moving in me before I glance to him, seeing his dark gaze watching my every movement, biting his lip before letting a whine escape. “I need you.” I whisper, bringing his head closer to me, our lips barely touching. “Cum in me.” I whimper, my sensitive pussy making me whine and tighten around him. Letting out a deep moan, he nods, keeping his eyes on me. “That’s what my honey needs. My cum.” He groans out, groaning loud before his movements fastened, making me curse at the sudden quickness of his thrusts. “All for me.” I whimper, smiling up at him. “Right, baby?” I whimpered, my hands squeezing his arms. His eyes squeeze shut as he keeps his hard thrust going, curses escaping him as I moan. “Mmm, that cock needs to cum in me~” I tease, pushing his head down onto my neck, moaning into his ear. “Oh-oh fuck-” He groans out before I feel his cock cum in me, moaning at the feeling. I grind up to him to help him through, moaning as he kept fucking me, his cock softening as he took it out, a soft moan from me as he slumped beside me.
He laid on his back before I moved and laid on his chest, letting out a soft moan as we settled in. He spread his legs, letting my legs go over his, my head laying on his chest as one of my hands laid on his chest, both of catching our breaths. After a moment, we both shuffled to move lower, laying side by side but our bodies facing each other to hug on the bed. We both stayed silent as he moved his head back and going along my body, almost inspecting for injuries before he turned to me almost exhausted, letting himself bury his head into my neck and hands holding me close. I smiled lightly before I relaxed, closing my eyes as I felt him bring up our blanket, covering us both in warmth. I felt him move away before I opened my eyes, him smiling back at me. “I love you.” He whispers before kissing me again, making me giggle with happiness. “I love you. More than you know.” I reply as our mouths move away for a second, his smile going across his face before kissing me deeply.
how about a yandere!sang-woo smut with fem!reader? kinks is corruption and innocence kink (if you are uncomfy you can feel free to not do them) <33
A/N: Those kinks are totally fine for me lollll I've read a lot of yandere but never written it myself so I hope this was accurate to it! As always, thanks for the request! <3
My breath caught as his hand grasped my chin, forcing me to face him. His dark hair stuck into his forehead as his face was covered in a sheen of sweat and the lower half covered in my juices. His eyes bore into me, desperate for an answer. His gaze held an intense desire, one I hadn't seen before. I wanted to turn away but there wasn’t much I could do, anyways. My hands were tied to the headboard above my head as I was splayed across the bed naked, his hands holding my legs apart. His favorite tie was wrapped around my mouth, muffling the sounds I made as he ate me out for the last half hour. At least I guessed. The moment I came home, he was on me. Babbling about how much he missed me in between passionate kisses, saying how much he couldn’t stand it when I was gone for so long. It wasn’t unexpected. He could get like that from time to time, especially when I worked overtime. I’d be lying if I said I never enjoyed it when he did.
I nodded, his hand coming up to release the tie around my mouth. I gasped slightly as it was removed, my jaw slightly aching from being in the same position for that long. “I need you to say it.” He said. I huffed before saying, “I’m yours, Sangwoo.” He gave me a passionate kiss before he let go, moving his body back slightly from in between my legs. “And you were counting like I asked?” He said, grabbing my legs to spread them, licking his lips as he stared down at my swollen pussy. “Mhm.” I hummed, my cheeks heating up as he simply stared. “How many times?” He asked nonchalantly, bringing up a hand and slipping down the tie from around my neck. I huffed slightly before saying, “Three.” He looked back up at me, letting out a satisfied groan as he gave a smirk. “You’re always so good for me.” He replied, moving back over me to capture my lips. “Just for me.” His lips drifted from my lips to place kisses on my face before trailing back down to my lips, shoving his tongue into my mouth. “Would you like more? Hm?” He asked, biting my bottom lip as he moved back. “Yes.” I moaned, feeling his hands grip my knees as I kept my feet flat against the bed.
He groaned as he let a hand drift along my thigh. "Sweetheart, you just came three times." Two digits slipped in easily into me, causing me to let out a breathy moan. "Aren't you tired?" He asked, his other hand moving down to tease my nipples. I shook my head, whimpering as he moved his fingers at a slow pace. His expression softened, bringing a thumb up to rub my clit. "Really? How many times does my sweetheart want to come then?" He asked, tilting his head slightly. "Sangwoo." I whimpered, arching my back in an effort to receive more friction from him. I knew what he wanted me to do. It was always his goal to get me to talk as vulgar as he did, to try any fantasy I wanted to in the bedroom. He made it clear he wouldn't have any limits for me, he'd be my guide into the world of pleasure he could give me.
"What is it?" He asked, leaning down to capture a nipple in his mouth. I moaned loudly as his movements sent shocks all over my body, unintentionally yanking on the tie still keeping me there. "I need you." I gasped, arching my back again as his tongue flicked against my nipple. I was always amazed how well he could use his tongue. Detaching himself from me, he gave a smile as he gazed down at me. "There you go." He said, slipping in a third finger as his pace fell painfully slow. His other hand grasped my chin again, completely covering my vision with just him. "Do you want me just like this?" He asked, his voice lowering as he suddenly pulled his fingers out, thrusting them back in harshly. A loud moan escaped me at the feeling, whimpering as he started a faster pace. Not enough to cause me to come undone, but enough to get his point across. I nodded, biting my lip. Noticing, he moved his finger to my bottom lip. Wordlessly, I opened my mouth, licking a stripe under his thumb before taking it in. He groaned and clenched his jaw as I moved my tongue against him like I did when I blew him. I let my eyelashes flutter as we continued, both of enjoying the moment. While it was enjoyable, I'm sure he'd make it far more exciting.
I bit down slightly on his thumb, signaling him to remove it. He removed his thumb, me gasping slightly as spit dribbled down my chin and chest. "You're so beautiful." He said, moving back to take in my whole body. "Sangwoo." He looked back at me, nodding slightly as he waited for what I was going to say. "I want you to fuck me." I said. A smile crossed his face as he lent down to give me a passionate kiss. "I can't begin to explain how happy I get when I hear those words from you." He said, pressing a kiss against my forehead before beginning to reach for the tie around my hands. "No." I stopped him, making him look down. "I want to keep those on." I couldn't help but smile back as he had a gleeful expression on his face. "You're an angel." He said, smiling before moving and settling himself between my legs again as he placed a pillow under my lower back.
That smile quickly turned into a smirk as I gasped slightly when his hands roughly spread my legs. "Such a dirty, dirty angel." I let out a shaky breath as his hands lowered, spreading my folds to expose myself more to him. I whimpered slightly as I could feel my juices slipping down my ass, him giving a dark chuckle. "Getting wet just from me looking?" He asked, looking back up to me. His stare changed from delighted to lust-filled, making my legs weak. "Yes." I replied. After a moment, he moved his hands to spread my legs more. I moaned as he grasped his thick cock, stroking lightly as he spread the precum dripping from his tip. "I want you to beg." He said, keeping eye contact as he kept up his motions. "Tell me how much you want me." I gulped and licked my lips, before saying, "I want your cock in me, Sangwoo. I want you to make me scream." I could've sworn I heard him growl as he quickly positioned himself.
"Oh fuck!" I yelled out as he entered me suddenly, a hand gripping my hip as the other was placed above my stomach. "Relax." He said in a strained voice, the hand on my stomach lowering to have his thumb rub against my clit. I groaned as I tried to relax, eyes closing as I concentrated on the pressure on my clit. "That's good." I could hear him mutter as I slowly relaxed, feeling as his cock slid further and further. I felt as his hips finally met mines, hearing deep groans come out from him. "Good girl." I heard, my eyes fluttering open as I felt some of the pain start to go away. "Such a good girl." His hand on my clit drifted back to my stomach, letting it wander around my chest. "You can move." I said with a nod, getting one in return. I couldn't stop the loud moans that escaped me as he started a quick pace, moving his hips to find my g-spot. His grunts filled my ears along with the slapping sounds of our bodies meeting roughly, adding to the physical pleasure. Moans fell from my lips as my eyebrows contorted in pleasure, the headboard beginning to bang against the wall, sending dull thuds every time he thrust. "You're so- fuck- so tight." He grunted as he moved to grab the ankle of my leg, moving it so my leg rested against his chest. I yelled out his name as the new angle sent his thrust hitting my spot perfectly. "I want you to remember this." His eyes born into mines as he began thrusting roughly, making my back rub against the headboard when he did. "W-When someone calls you -ugh - sweet, I want you to remember how much of a whore you are for me." I trembled slightly at his words, nodding frantically as I gripped onto the tie, trying to grab onto something. "Are you mine?" He groaned, bringing up a hand to lightly wrap around my throat. I nodded, not being able to concentrate enough to make a coherent sentence. "Say it." His voice boomed. "I'm yours, only yours." I whimpered out. He grunted as his hips began snapping at an aggressive pace. It felt like I couldn't think. The overload of sensations was unlike anything else. The roughness of the ties and his grip on my neck sent a pleasurable pain alongside his cock. "Ah- you love taking my cock, huh?." He babbled as he began to get lost in the sensations, too. His face was still stern despite the circumstances, wonderful groans escaping his lightly opened mouth. I nodded, sure that I was going to be bruised from the hand gripping tightly on my hip. Probably in more places, too. Grunting, the hand around my neck fell back to grab my other leg, moving it to mimic the other leg. My legs rutted against him as I threw my head back, hitting it against the headboard by accident. "Be careful." He slowed for a second but resumed quickly. Both of us were too close to care if it hurt or not. "I'm gonna come." I moaned. He felt so good it was unreal. I couldn’t think straight. Couldn’t think about anything else other than the building sensation in me, whimpering as I kept arching my back. "Come around me." He whispered huskily against my ear, attaching his lips on the sweet spot on my neck. Unable to stop, I yelled out his name as I came, my whole body shaking as I felt him quickly move back. I trembled as I felt his thrusts had quickened slightly. I heard a dark chuckle from him as I was slowly coming down from the orgasm, trying to take in deep breaths. "Never had a girl squirt before." He said, causing me to look down in shock. His pelvis and thighs were lightly coated as most of it fell onto the sheets, staining it. "Don't worry about that." He replied, his thrusts becoming sporadic. "Only I can make you do that." He said, grasping my breast as quiet gasps left him. "Only you." I whimpered out. His body shook as I felt him release in me, causing me to groan at the sensation. His mouth stayed open as grunts left him, heavy breaths leaving him as he pulled out from me.
"I didn't know you could do that." He said as he handed me my robe, both of us fixing the bed. "I've done it once before but never during sex." I explained, rubbing my neck nervously as he removed the bedsheet off the bed. He noticed, giving me a warm smile. "You don't have to be embarrassed about it." He replied, rolling it and placing it into the laundry basket. "I know I shouldn't but..." I trailed off. He moved to me, cupping my cheeks and rubbing his thumb against my cheek softly. "It's natural. It happens. Don't do that to yourself, alright?" He said. My chest felt warm as I nodded, him placing a gentle kiss on my lips. "You're mine. You're perfect anyway you are."
Can you write about "Kang Sae-Byeok" with female S/O who likes to give small gifts like a nice rock, a shiny crystal, a flashy pen, an origami figure of an animal, a candy, etc?
you can decide whether to write headcanon or some fluff scene
Thanks for the request! I don't do a lot of headcanon so hopefully you enjoy!!!
The first time you gave her something was during a weekend at your shared apartment
Slightly bored, you grabbed a piece of paper off your desk, deciding to take a try at the old crane origami you used to make
It came out better than you thought, deciding it was good enough to gift
Saebyeok tore her gaze away from the screen as you jumped onto the couch besides her, presenting it
She was confused at first before taking it, a small smile playing on her face as she stared at the gift while thanking you
The smile she gave you whenever she accepted a gift was something you never got tired of seeing
If you could give her some happiness after all her pain, you'd do it
The natural conclusion to that would obviously be to overflow her with small gifts
Whatever store you went, you looked at things that might peek her interest no matter the size
Whether they be useful or not, you wanted her to look around and be reminded how much she means to you
At first, Sae was a little taken back over the constant gifts; she had never received so many before
She soon began to realize why you were doing it, grateful for having you to help her through, even if you didn't want to make it obvious
Anytime you came back from a store or trip, she looked forward to what you had brought
Without fail, you always managed to find her something new every time
Your gift could've just been a broken pencil and she'd still be grateful
As long as she knew you were thinking about her, every gift you gave was a treasure <3
Hi! I've been waiting for someone to do a professor!Gi Hun can udo it like he's a funny teacher type and reader is the only student who actually cared in the class. Can we have it in smut too
A/N: Thanks for the request! Hope you guys enjoy!
Rating: Mature 18+
MINORS DONT INTERACT
Warning(s): Smut, Slight Dom/Sub, Mouth Covering
“There’s nothing worse than that.” Professor Seong joked, giving off his signature smile. A few chuckles and laughs came from the hall. I was one of them. I always sat in the same spot. Three rows, three seats to the left that gave me a direct view to him. I planned to sit in the back rows. I was never one to try and participate. I much would rather glide through a class than cause attention. That was until I walked in the room first day.
I saw him greeting others at the front of the class, instantly noting how handsome he was. He had to be the youngest professor I'd seen on that campus. Even today, that might be true. He dressed in sleek suits, looking almost like a businessman than a professor. Everyone seemed to like him. He had a certain charisma that was hard to pin down and his humor made it easy to speak to him. I felt my cheeks heat as I started to walk down the hall stairs. It felt rude not to introduce myself, everyone else was. I'd probably grab his attention more if I didn't. Is that a bad thing?
I swallowed my embarrassment as the student before me left, being met with a warm smile from him. "Good Morning. I'm Professor Seong, I'm glad to be your professor this semester." He said, a hand extending towards me. I grasped his hand as I said, "I'm (Y/N). I hope to learn a lot this semester." His hand grasped mine, returning his smile. As we shook hands we stared at each other. His hand felt warm, and more importantly, no rings. "That's my goal." He replied, giving my hand a small squeeze before letting go. I gulped nothing as I bowed slightly, going towards the first rows. I could have sworn that was a smirk that he gave me but I could just be taking things further than they were. As I sat, he went to his desk, glancing at me before standing to introduce himself to the small class.
He finished with the lecture as I snapped out of my flashback. That was in the beginning of the semester. Now its almost three weeks until the end which meant exams. My grade wasn't bad but could definitely be better. "Are there any other questions?" He asked as he placed a marker down. I glanced around. No one was doing anything. Many of them had already packed and were joking. Another was drawing as some just looked down. As fun as he is, I suppose his new professor status made it easy to slack off. I felt bad. He was genuinely interested in the work and he tried to make it fun. I wish they would appreciate him more. My cheeks flushed as I imagined how I would show my appreciation. Maybe that's why my grade is so low. I'd rather fantasize than do anything. He cleared his throat before saying, "Then you're dismissed. I'll have office hours later in the afternoon today so if you need to, please make sure to meet me then." I packed my things as people started leaving the class. Once I was ready to leave, only two or three students remained as Professor Song sat at his desk, beginning to flip through papers. As he read, he reached to his tie, loosening it as well as a button. It was hard not to stare but I did so, making my way towards the exit with the last students. It was difficult not to think of him in that way. He was everything I fantasized about and now he had an excuse to hold office hours late. If I came at the last minute, I highly doubt there'd be anyone else around. As I walked out, I glanced back, seeing him let out a loud sigh. He could use the appreciation.
I tried to slow my heartbeat as I walked back towards the lecture hall, the sun disappearing and the halls abandoned. I clutched my bag, taking deep breaths. I'm just going for essay help, that's it. If something else happened, I wouldn't be against it. It wouldn't be too suspicious. I was wearing the same skirt and blouse as earlier, though I did add a bit more makeup. That wasn't too obvious. I hope.
Opening the door, I glanced, seeing he was sitting at his desk, alone. He looked up as I walked in. I was surprised to see him wearing glasses. He never wore them during class. His blazer and tie were gone, leaving him in a white dress shirt. "(Y/N)." He said, putting down the pen he had in his hand. "I apologize, Professor, is it too late to come for help?" I asked, letting the door shut behind me. He shook his head. "No, it's not, you came just in time. I was planning on leaving in a few minutes." He replied. Shit, he probably has something to do. Of course he would, he's a busy man!
I felt like an idiot. "I-I could come back another day." I said nervously, beginning to feel my cheeks burn. "(Y/N), it's fine." He said, giving me a small smile. I nodded as I made my way towards him. He removed his blazer from a seat and pulled it, placing it at the end of his desk. "Thank you. I'm sure you've been busy." I said as I sat, him shifting his seat to face me. "Busy with assignments, not tutoring. You'd be surprised how little students actually take advantage of it." He said. "If only they would." I said. "What did you want me to help you with?" He asked, eyes looking into mines. “Last weeks essay.” I said as I pulled the essay out of my bag. I placed it on the table as I said, “You said I needed to polish my thesis. I’d like to know more.” He nodded. “Of course.” He said, moving his chairs closer to me. He looked down at the paper, reading over the introduction. I stared at him as he did so. I never thought I’d fall for a man years older than me. Who wouldn’t fall for him though? He looked beautiful as he read the paper, his profile and skin looking soft. He had a light stubble across his cheeks. He should let his beard grow out. He must look amazing with one. Would he kept it clean cut? He probably would. Would-
Suddenly, his head turned, looking at me. “(Y/N)?” He asked. It sounded like he was repeating it. “Excuse me?” I replied, looking away in embarrassment. Was he asking something? Ugh, I was supposed to be here for ‘tutoring’ and yet I couldn’t pay attention. He cleared his throat, looking away from me for a moment. He stayed silent as I saw his jaw clenched, looking deep in thought.“I can’t help but notice you’re constantly distracted. Are you like this in your other classes?” He said as he looked back. His gaze seemed more intense. My breath hitched as he kept eyesight. “I’m sorry.” Going against the nervous pit in my stomach, I relaxed against the chair I sat on, spreading my legs. The skirt fabric flitted between my thighs. “I get distracted.” I said, keeping my hands on the armchairs. His adams apple bobbed as he watched me, taking a deep breath before responding. “What makes you distracted?” He asked, scanning my body. I don’t know why that turned me on more. “You, Professor.” I spread my legs a bit further. “I need help with something else.” I said. He groaned as his eyes roamed my body. “How is that?” He asked, staring back at me. I never got to say it out load before. “I need you to help me cum.” I said, bringing a hand to my thigh and grazing the inside of it. I could hear him take in a deep breath.
"Was there anyone outside as you came here?" He asked. I shook my head. "Go lock the door." He said, removing his glasses. "Why?" I asked. "Do you want someone to walk in on us?" He asked. He smirked as he watched me drop my bag, rushing to the door to lock it. Locking the door, I walked back. I watched as he relaxed back in his leather chair, his arms draped on the armchair. I took a deep breath as I saw him nod to me. Taking his cue, I walked up to him, moving my legs to either side of his legs. Sitting on his lap, I moved my hands to grab onto his shoulders. Our faces were inches away from each other. I let out a shaky breath, feeling as his hands rested on my hips. "What’s next?" He asked. "You kiss me." I answered. His lips slammed into mines, moaning as he pushed our hips together. We moved against each other before he bit on my bottom lip, causing me to moan as I grinded down onto him. The skirt allowed for easy access, the thin lace underwear rubbing against his slacks. I let my mouth fall open, enjoying the way his tongue felt against mines. We both stayed like that for a few minutes. Enjoying the way each other felt and trying to take it all in. I’ve wanted this for so long and in my fantasies he’d be thinking the same. I just wanted to savor it for so long.
I groaned as my hands grasped tightly on his shoulders. My wetness grew as his cock did underneath me. I pushed against him, huffing as I said, “Hold on, Professor.” He let go, chuckling slightly. “It’s Gihun. Just call me Gihun.” He replied, a hand rubbed up and down my side. I nodded. “What did you want to say?” Gihun asked. “T-That I need more.” I replied. He gave a smirk before bringing a hand down, sliding under my skirt. My breath hitched as his fingertips grazed my slit, my panties adding more friction. "You're so wet." He groaned. He stayed there, circling my clit through them for what felt like forever. I moaned as he did so, his lips connecting to my neck. I tried to grasp at him through his shirt, moving my hips along with his motions. My moans began to rise as he moved my panties to the side, grazing them across my slit before two digits drove into me. His thumb grazed my clit as he started at a quick pace."Gihun." I moaned out, realizing that the word echoed through the room. He kept up his movements across my body. I could feel the sweet aches across my neck, him licking over them occasionally. Suddenly, he pulled out his fingers from me, bringing both up to grasped my hips, picking me up. Involuntarily, I wrapped my legs around his hips.
He sat me down on the desk, throwing off any papers into a pile on the floor. While he did so I threw off my shoes and beginning to take off my blouse. "Let me help." He said, coming back and joining my hands in removing it. He pushed me down gently, making me shiver as my back met the cold desk. He let me adjust before moving me how he wanted to. Luckily it was spacious enough that I could place my legs on top of it, Gihun placing them so I was full display. He towered over me, a dark lust in his eyes as he lifted my skirt. I let out a shaky breath as he grabbed the hem of the panties and sliding them off. He smirked as he saw the gleam of wetness at my core, placing them down. "How do you want me to make you cum?" He asked, staring down at me. "I want you to fuck me." I replied. "I'd love to." His lips crashed into mines as his clothed bulge grinded down onto me. I whimpered against his lips, my hands coming up to grasp at the arms that were on either side of me. He kept going, his tongue delving into mines. Eventually, he moved back off of me, leaving me to recover my breath as he unzipped his pants, taking them off. "I know there isn't a lot of people around," He stripped the rest of his clothes quickly, making me moan as his cock sprang free. He was larger than what I imagined. He was a bit thicker than what I've had before. He chuckled before continuing, "but keep your voice down." Reaching into a drawer, he grabbed his wallet, taking out a condom. "You just keep those lying around?" I joked, him smirking as he ripped open the wrapper. "If I didn't we wouldn't be able to do this." He replied, putting it on. I rolled my eyes, causing him to let out a small laugh. "Maybe one day we won't need to use one." I said with a smile. He stopped for a second, looking a little caught off guard. Might as well try and shoot my shot. Instead of replying, he rubbed the tip of his cock across my slit, his lips capturing mines in a passionate kiss. I fought not to moan loudly as he began to enter me, bringing my hands to grasp at his shoulders as I clenched my eyes shut. He groaned against me, a hand grabbing my thighs as the other inched up, pulling down my bra to expose my breasts. My nails dug into him as he eventually bottomed out, causing my legs to shake slightly. Maybe I was too horny or I haven’t fucked in a while but he felt.. amazing. He really did. He reached right where I needed and his was thick enough where I felt pleasantly spread.
He moved back from me as he began a steady pace, pulling back slightly with deliberate strokes. His hands went down to grasp my hips, mines going to grab at his wrists. I opened my eyes after a moment. His eyes never left my body as he began, mouth agape as he let out soft groans. I did my best to keep quiet every time he hit my sweet spot, moaning softly as he began to quicken his pace. “Shit.” He cursed, hips meeting mines and giving an obscene noise. His hands left my hips, one coming up to grab my breast as the other went down to circle my clit. “Gihun.” I yelled out, both sensations becoming too much. I yelped as I felt the hand on my breast come to cover my mouth. He didn’t stop his movements as I grabbed his forearm. I didn’t push him off, though. “I said not to get loud.” He said between his teeth, struggling to keep his grunts quiet. I nodded, involuntarily squeezing around him as his hand tightened slightly. He bit his lip as his eyebrows scrunched, the items on the desk starting to shake more the harder he thrust. I couldn’t do much but take him, enjoying the way I felt as if I was giving over to him. I began to whimper against his hand as I felt my orgasm coming on. His thrusts moved me roughly against the surface, enjoying the way it felt after a while. The mix of sensations became too much and before I could warn him, I came. My eyes rolled back in pleasure as his hand kept its place, muffling the moan that escaped me. My body tensed as I did, causing him to curse as his fast pace become sporadic. He let out a loud groan as he came, hands stilling my hips as he thrust slowly through his orgasm.
He slowly pulled out, moving back as I let my legs fall off the desk. I laid there for a moment, staring up at the ceiling of the lecture hall as I heard him fall into his chair. Both of us stayed silent for a moment, trying to catch our breaths. After a while, I sat up. He sat there, watching me in contemplation. He must have thrown the condom away while I laid. “Are you alright?” I asked, fixing my bra as my skirt fell back into place. He stared for a moment before asking, “Do you want to go home with me?” My eyes widened in surprise. “Really?” I asked. He gave a sly smile. “You did say there’d be a next time and I don’t want to wait the next time you get one of these ideas.” He said as he stood up, placing himself in front of me once again. He brought a hand up to my chin. “Is that alright?” He asked. “Yes.”
i wanted to request a pink guard imagine, i always see 'pink guard protects y/n because they have feelings for them' but never because of platonic feelings ,like maybe said guard sees y/n as a younger sibling and wants to protect them bcs of that, hopefully that made sense
thankyou 💜
A/N: Hello! I am so far thanks <3
Tbh, I loved writing this so much! I lowkey want to make it into a multi chapter because I think I could explore so much more from this prompt and I already got so many ideas for their backstory! Pls let me know if you guys would be interested in that!!!
I gave the Pink Guard a name too idk if that should be a heads up or not lolll Anyways, thanks for the request and hope you enjoy!
MALE POV
Rating: T (Violence)
Warning(s): Mentions of dead bodies, Graphic violence
Pink Guard POV
I could hear my breathing being muffled by the mask as I stepped out of the room, closing it behind me before standing in my place. No one spoke a word, waiting to hear the cue to start our routine. Today, I was on breakfast duty. After that clean up before the next game. Simple enough. It would be a more pleasurable work experience if I didn't have to drag dead bodies everyday. A chill ran through my spine, rubbing my right wrist lightly.
My stomach felt as if it was in knots. I struggled to keep my puke back as we walked out into the aftermath of the first game. Bodies piled on top of each other at the green doors, now covered in blood splatter and desperate hand marks. A square barked out orders and everyone moved mechanically, breaking off into pairs to place the bodies into the black boxes. My hands were shaking as I grabbed the wrists of a person, both of us lifting and placing her inside. They lifted the lid, placed it on top and nailed down the corners. They lifted their head, staring. I jumped slightly before giving a nod, nailing down the corners on my side. They didn’t wait before moving onto the next. I tried to calm myself as we continued, the number of bodies dwindling. I focused on the movements, trying to separate myself from the moment. I went to grab the next person, trying not to look when a hand clasped at my wrist, causing me to let out a yelp. A middle aged man clasped around it, looking terrified as he had his mouth open to say something. Before he could utter a word a bullet went through his head, blood splatter staining my boots and the dirt below. I let out a shaky breath as I shook the hand off, it falling down limply. "Continue." Looking back up, the Square stood there, placing their gun back in their holster. I nodded, grabbing them again. As if nothing happened.
Was this really worth it?
"All staff proceed."
I snapped back, moving mechanically as I followed in line.
We walked out into the room, a box of milk and bread next to each other as the players lined up. We quickly fell into a rhythm of handouts. I couldn't help wondering what led these people here as I did so. Some of them looked so young and some of them look like they should be playing chess at a park. It was unsettling to think that I could've been in that position. Who knows if I'm safe in the first place. I kept up the pace until the next person walked up. I was shocked. Whoever this was... they looked almost exactly like my younger sister. The person I was here for in the first place. The same colored eyes, same hair color and height. The only difference was that her hair was short, barely reaching her shoulders. It felt like a slap to the face. The one person I never wanted to have see me felt like they were. Like I had somehow been exposed by her glance, even with the mask on.
"Circle~" She sang, extending her hands towards me like the others did. "Don't I get food, too? Or I am an exception?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. I cleared my throat, extending my arms and handing them to her. Definitely more sarcastic. "Finally. " She said, eyeing me suspiciously before she walked away. I couldn’t help but glance once she made her way across the room, sitting alone on a bed as she ate. It looked like she was looking out for who was around her, taking in what they were doing. The carts finally emptied, all of us carrying the ones in front of us before lining up again. We faced the room and waited for our command, giving me a rare second to look. She still sat there on the bed, drinking her milk as a man approached her, his number tag reading 456. She didn't look convinced as he began to explain something to her, her in turn glancing at the group he was in. She was calculated. Knew how to look out for herself. I gulped guiltily as I remembered her back home. I knew (Y/N) had those and more.
"Are you sure we can make the payment in time? I could always ask the University for a payment help or maybe if they'd give us more time." (Y/N) tried as she stood across from me in the small kitchen, a table separating us. "We've asked how many times now?" I asked as I slammed the papers on top of the other bills, red font everywhere you looked. "I'll ask my boss for more shifts at the cafe and I know Miss Jung needs helps with the seafood shop." She said. "No. You already work two jobs and you barely have time to get your work done. You're doing enough." I replied, shaking my head as I did so. She gave me an agitated look. "Well sometimes enough isn't enough in a situation." She said, crossing her arms across her chest. I took in a deep breath, scratching my head in frustration. I knew when she made up her mind, it was almost impossible to convince her otherwise. "I know you're struggling, Sungmin, I'm not dumb. This is my education, I should be bearing the burden." She said, giving a soft expression. "No, you shouldn't. Out of everyone in this goddamn family you can actually make something of yourself. Imagine if you did do what you said. Where's your time for studying? Eating? Sleeping?" She sighed softly, eyes gleaming with tears that threatened to fall. "If only mom and dad-" "I know." I stopped her before she continued. "We couldn't stop what happened and that no ones fault." I said, moving towards her. "But I'm still here. And no matter what I'm getting you through school and you'll be golden child of the family. More than you already are." I said. She chuckled as a tear fell, both of us coming in for a hug. "I'll figure it out."
We walked back into our rooms, the door shutting behind me. The third game was done. God, all the bodies. I unstrapped my mask, taking in deep breaths and let the mask fall to the floor. I placed my hands on my knees, trying to calm my breathe. I couldn't get the crunch of honeycombs out of my head. Everywhere I stepped were the reminder of their failed attempt. It was still terrible having to drag those bodies out. However, I was relieved that I didn't find... 'Her' amidst the bodies in the deranged playground. It was weird. Why did I feel that way? She was a complete stranger to me in the first place.. But her resemblance to (Y/N) was to blame. Hell, it could be her.
My head snapped up, my breath rising again. Shit, what if it was her?! My mind went into overdrive, moving away from the door to sit on the desk, placing my hands together above the table. Think, Sungmin, think. I gulped nothing as I started thinking of different scenarios. Sneak into an archive room? No, only Squares have the most access and I doubt it's anywhere near the Front Man's side of the island. Maybe I could steal a mask. What opportunity would I even have to get a mask from one? I'm not a fighter, either, so the likely hood of getting away with it was not in my favor. Asking around? I wasn't sure if talking to the others was allowed outside of talking about work or to give orders. I groaned, putting my head on my hands. For now, trying to talk to her was the only option.
I shut my eyes. All that debt could be erased if I just followed orders. That's what I intend to do. It would do nothing if she ended up getting herself killed here. For now, I could only hope that it wasn't (Y/N). I swear, it better not be you.
Hi! I really loved your sangwoo one shot and I had a request: kang saebyeok x reader roommate au where saebyeok comforts her after a breakup/being cheated on? Can have smut or not xx
A/N: Appreciate the feedback! I'm glad you enjoyed!
As always, thanks for the request and hope you like it!
Rating: Mature 18+
MINORS DONT INTERACT
Warning(s): Smut, Oral (F! Receiving), Slight Humiliation (If you squint)
Tears streamed down my face as I entered the apartment, expecting it to be empty instead being met by a surprised Saebyeok sitting on the couch, looking over. “What happened?” She asked, a worried expression on her face as she stood up, walking over to me. I struggled to stop crying, letting out sniffles instead. Once she reached me she pulled me towards her, her arms going around my neck. Instinctively, I wrapped mines around her waist, burying my head in her shoulder as I cried. “Take deep breaths.” She said, her hand stroking down my back in an effort to sooth me. I cried as she tried to guide me stop crying, taking her advice and following.
“What happened?” She repeated, slowly moving her head back to look me eye to eye. “I walked in and saw him… saw him-“ I struggled to say the rest, swallowing the cry I had. “He was fucking that bitch he told me not to worry about… Fuck, who knows how long they’ve been together.” I wept, her listening intently. “I should’ve listened to what he said.” I said, loosening my grasp around her shoulders as I shook my head. “I was just so stubborn about what I wanted.” I said to no one, her arms slacking as I babbled on. “I should have-“
“Stop that.” She said sternly, grabbing my chin to stop my shaking, her eyes boring down at me. I took shaky breaths as she kept me there. Her hand went to stroke my cheek, my heart skipping a beat. Her eyes looked sincere as her other stayed around my neck. Her eyes fluttered to my lips, coming back to my eyes. “He lost so much and none of it was your fault.” She said, guiding me to sit on the couch as she knelt before me.
I looked down as she placed her hands gently on my knees. “If I’m being completely honest… I don’t know what you saw in that ass.” She said, making me groan. “This soon?” I replied, her rolling her eyes. "Alright, alright. How about a... 'girls night'? We'll watch movies, eat ice cream and forget about that bastard. You were with him for, what, three months? Known each other even less?" I sniffled, looking down at her hands. "He's not worth the tears." She said, giving a warm expression. After a moment I nodded, clearing my throat before saying, "You're right. It's dumb to cry for him." She smiled before standing up, looking down at me. "Alright. You go pick the movie while I grab the ice cream." She said before marching into the kitchen. I sat there for a moment, letting everything sink in. She's right. Letting him keep affecting me after doing that is letting him win. Well, I could give half a shit about him. Just like he did when he decided to cheat on me. If I want to enjoy myself, I will.
Both of us sat next to each other on my bed, backs against the headboard as the third movie of the night played. We got into our PJs before our binge watch so that we didn't need to change later. It wasn't our first time having a 'girls night' but it was long since then. My ex-boyfriend was heavily to blame for that. He was good in the beginning...
I let out a deep sigh, shaking my head slightly. "You keep thinking about him." Saebyeok said, seeing her turn her head to me from the corner of my eye. "I told myself I would just enjoy myself and look what I'm doing, thinking about him again." I replied, staring blankly at the screen. We both stayed silent as she kept staring. Suddenly, I felt a tension in the air. I couldn't help as a blush came over my face, grateful for the darkness, and a wetness start to pool. I swallowed, turning to her as her thighs squeezed together before moving, sitting to face me completely as I kept my place.
“I can make you forget.” She said, a hand coming up and grasping my cheek. Her eyes grazed across my body, licking her lips as she brought her gaze back to me. “F-Forget?” I asked. She wasn’t suggesting what she was.. was she? She nodded. "Pleasure is the best way to forget." I let in a shaky breath before nodding, earning a smirk.
I gasped as her lips met mines, giving her a way to move into my mouth. I trembled as her tongue met mines, hands grasping her shoulders as she moved on top of me. I moaned as our tongues moved together, her hands moving down from my cheeks to my shirt, beginning to unbutton it. As we kept our make out going, we slowly removed our clothing. It was complicated taking her tank off without separating but our lips met the second of passed her lips. Soon, she sat on my lap, both of us nude as clothes were thrown who knows where. A hand that was on her waist started moving, one grasping at her breast as I let my thumb graze over her nipple. She moaned as she massaged mines, beginning to move her hips towards mine. I could feel as her hand start to glide down my stomach, chills running down as her hand ghosted on top of my stomach, her light touch intentional as I gasped. I separated from the kiss, instantly attaching themselves to her neck as she moved to widen my legs.
She cursed softly as a fingertip grazed teasingly along my slit, a moan escaping her as I moved onto the next patch of abused skin. I moaned as a finger dove into me, a thumb rubbing against my clit at the same time. She kept it going for a moment before moving a fingertip inside me, judging from my reactions she decided to keep going. "Seeing you with that asshole was a pain." She said. I bit my lip as I felt myself grow more wet at her words, a hand grasping her wrist as she entered another digit. It wasn’t to stop her. I suppose it was to keep her there. I moved my head and captured her lips again, tongues fighting as she kept her movements. I brought my other hand up, massaging her breast. She moaned as my thumb rubbed her nipples, grasping at her breast at times. My other hand started to move further down, a fingertip gliding along her slit. I moaned from the wetness that gathered around my fingertip alone. I groaned as she separated from the kiss, giving a few thrusts before removing her hand. "Is something wrong?" I asked, her smiling at my expression. "Don’t worry, I won't leave you like that." She brought up her fingers, teasingly sticking out her tongue before placing them inside her move. My breath hitched as she kept a sensual gaze, sucking on them clean. She removed them with a pop from her mouth, bringing them to glide against my bottom lip.
“What do you want?” She asked, a finger pushing past my lips. I let in, sucking on her finger. After a moment I stopped, her removing it. “Can you eat me out?” I asked unashamedly, legs spreading to wrap around her waist. She gasped and a pleasured expression came over her as our pussies met, our wetness rubbing against each other. I let me head fall back, her lips attaching themselves to my neck. She bit lightly before straightening again, smirking down at me as she rocked against me. She moaned before moving off of me hurriedly. I used the moment to try to catch my breath, adjusting a pillow under my head. She got comfortable as she spread my legs, my thighs inches away from her head. She kissed along my thighs as she started to move down, hand coming around my thigh to spread my folds. I whined as she looked, smirking as she teased the bud. My heart was jumping out of my chest as I felt her breath ghost against my heated core, my hands grasping the sheets underneath me. "Saebyeok." I moaned as the tip of her tongue glided between my slit, circling lightly around my clit before repeating. Both of her hands rested on the outside of my thighs, digging in her nails lightly as she began to flatten her tongue against me. She pulled my hips further down as she quickened her pace, her tongue entering me teasingly every so often. I moaned, bringing one of my hands up to tease my breast while the other fell on top of her head. I couldn't help closing my eyes as I let her touch take up my mind. Nothing mattered as long as we kept this up. The pleasure meant more right now than anything else and I was going to enjoy it as much as I can. Who knows when I'll have the next chance now that I'm single.
"Fuck." I cursed as she moaned against me, her tongue moving wildly as I realized a warmth was missing from my thigh. Opening my eyes, I looked down. Her eyes met mines as I moved her hair away, her chin and lips shining with wetness as she wrapped her lips around my clit. I grasped her hair as she began to suck harshly, leaning up on my elbow to see where her hand went. With the help of a full length mirror on the wall across the bed, I could see her fingers moving quickly from her clit to her entrance, two digits entering as I saw her wetness start to move down her thighs. She let out a groan against me, sending vibrations that made me yell out. "You look so hot." I whined as I kept my eyes on her reflection, her tongue moving back to continue gliding harshly against me. I assumed she noticed, moaning as she shook her ass lightly, entering a third as her thumb started to move against her clit. My breath hitched as she did so, biting my lip as my hand on her head grabbed harder. "Is this good for you? Having me watch you touch yourself?" I suddenly asked, her eyes widening into surprise. I don't usually talk like that but watching the pleasure she took in it was worth it. She moaned, nodding frantically as she let her tongue enter me, reaching as far as she could as her busy hand started to thrust faster. I moaned before saying, "You should show me more. Maybe we could get a toy or two for you. Ah- you could show it off." She trembled, thrusting her tongue before moving back to quickly latch onto my clit. Her eyes closed, moaning more often as her fingers started to lose pace. "Make me come." Whining, she nodded. Her other hand left my thigh, moving down and entering three digits easily. I was more than ready as she started thrusting deep and quick, moaning and sucking on my clit. My thighs trembled as I let out yell of her name, hand grasping tightly as I struggled to keep my elbow up. Her eyes opened to see me fall apart, sending another jolt of pleasure as she did. She moaned and her eyes fluttered closed, continuing her actions as she came, watching as she shook slightly, fingers slowing down as we both came down from out highs.
I stared as I sat on my bed, watching as she gathered her clothes from around the room. "Thanks for that, by the way." I said awkwardly, her giving a nod. "It was the best I could do." She replied, plucking her underwear from off my dresser. "Things won't be awkward right?" I asked. She turned, giving an odd expression. "Of course not. I didn't regret it. Did you?" She asked. "No! It was amazing! I... I just wanted to make sure we're on the same page." I said nervously. She stayed silent for a second before giving a small laugh. "When you have those two toys ready, come see me." She said, winking before leaving my room, a warm feeling filling my chest.
@madness1999sworld Requested: Hi, can I request for a hwang jun-ho smut where the reader and him have angry sex due to an argument please.
A/N: Thanks for requesting! Hopefully it's good and you guys enjoy!
Rating: Mature 18+
Minors Don't Interact
Warning(s): Smut, Jealousy, Oral (M Receiving)
There was tension in the air as we sat silent on the ride home. I sat staring out the window, facing my body towards the passenger door. He stared straight at the half empty road, hands clenching around the wheel. Junho and I were driving back home from a friends party, streetlights shining into the car as we did. It was an amazing party, we even got to catch up with old friends. I thought the night was going well before I felt his hand grab mines, yanking me away from the party, past small goodbyes and towards the car.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, pulling my hand away as I stopped behind him in the parking lot. He stopped once I let go of him, turning around. He had an agitated look, giving a sarcastic huff as he faced me. He brought a hand up to squeeze the bridge of his nose, taking in a deep breath as he stood there for a moment. It looked as if he was contemplating his next move. “Get in the car.” He simply said as he dropped his hand, walking off as the beeps of the car unlocking went off.
I locked the apartment door behind me as he finished taking off his shoes, walking into the dark living room and turning on the lights. The whole walk to the apartment was silent, him walking feet ahead of me as I was left trailing behind. I was surprised he didn’t let the elevator doors shut in my face and left me waiting for the next. The silence had me fuming. HE was the one who started this and I’M getting the silent treatment?!
Quickly, I set my things down, following behind him. “So you're gonna act like nothing happened?” I asked, a hand grabbing his shoulder and making him face me. He turned harshly and pushed my hand away. “Act like what?” He asked, staring down at me as he tried to walk away towards the room, removing his suit jacket. “Don’t act like more of a dick.” I rushed and stood in front of him, blocking him from the hallway. “You know exactly what I’m talking about.” I said. His expression was contorted in anger and I'm sure mines mirrored his. He glared, throwing the jacket back towards the couch nonchalantly. “I’m not sure to be honest.” He replied. I took a deep breath before I replied, “You yanking me out like nothing!” He clenched his jaw, shaking his head. “You should be the one who knows exactly why I did that." His voice rose, pointing at me. "Me?! What, that I was hanging out with friends?!" I replied, hands moving for emphasis. He gave a dark chuckle, shaking his head. "You are unbelievable." He glared at me for a moment, before saying, "That asshole always finds a way to stick to you like gum." I groaned, rolling my eyes. The guy he was talking about was my new coworker. Both of our cubicles were next to each other so talking was inevitable. He's a nice guy, we had a lot in common but he took that as a green light to ask me out. Ever since I explained that I already had a boyfriend, he's been fine. To me, he doesn't overstep anymore and we have great conversations. That's completely null in Junho's mind.
"Seriously, Junho?!" I said, taking in a deep breath. "I am! Every single fucking time we go out with your friends, he could give half a shit that I'm there, he flirts with you." He said. "He does not! Is just talking with me flirting?!" I yelled, becoming baffled with him. "Even if he doesn't say that he wants to fuck you, it's still in his head." He replied, pointing at his own. "And that's enough to argue about?" I asked. Both of stayed silent for a second. "He knows exactly what he's doing with you." He said lowly. "What is that?" I asked, stepping towards him. He let out a deep breath through his nose, sounding almost like snarl. We stood there, staring at each other. The tension was almost suffocating. Both of us were angry. Furious at each other and our own stubbornness leading to an argument. As much as I understand, he pisses me off to no end when he does that.
He stepped forwards, leaning his face closer to mines. His dark eyes bore into mines, glancing from them and my lips. "Trying to take you away from me." He said, his breath ghosting against my lips. A chill ran down my back involuntarily. He smirked when he noticed, bringing his hands to my waist. "He's that much of a threat?" I replied, staring at him as his grip tightened. "No. I just can't stand him talking to you." He explained, ghosting a hand up to cup my chin. His thumb graced my bottom lip, looking entranced. "What if I keep talking to him?" His eyes snapped back to me, his thumb leaving my lips. His hand gripped my chin, saying, "You love to try me." I smirked, enjoying the way he reacted. "You're sexy when you're angry." I said, closing the gap between us with a harsh kiss.
He groaned and brought his hands back to my hips, leading us to the couch. Our lips never separated as he sat clumsily with me on top of his lap. I grinded down onto him as my hands wrapped around his neck, his traveling everywhere along my back. He groaned as I kept a teasing pace, both of us becoming engrossed in the sensations. He suddenly separated from the kiss, licking his own. "As much as I enjoy this-" His hand went to bottom of my dress, grabbing the hem. "I need this off." He said as I raised my arms to help him, him throwing the dress behind him. I immediately captured his lips again, my hands grasping his face to dominate. He groaned and grabbed my wrists, removing them and separating us. “What are you doing?” He asked, keeping my hands tight. “Don’t be shy. I’m still not happy with you so might as well fuck it out.” I explained, his eyes darkening as he raised an eyebrow. “I’m alright with that.” He said, smirking. I grinned before capturing his lips again, his hands letting go of mines so we could undress each other. Clothes went flying quickly, lips meeting once again as we finished. Our hands wandered, one teasing my nipple as the other stroked the inside of my thigh. My hand rested against his shoulder as I glided it down his chest and his stomach. He trembled slightly as I let it slip down lower. I smirked against his lips as my fingertips touched his member lightly. His hands went to my shoulders, pushing me away harshly. "Hey!" I said, grasping his knee to not fall backwards. "You could use something better than your hand.” He said, pushing my back to fall on my knees on the floor. I let him position me as he sat, his hand moving hair out of my face. I looked at him as a hand grabbed his thigh, the other beginning to stroke his growing cock. I leaned forward, taking in the tip before taking him in as far as I could. He groaned as I started bobbing my head, stroking the rest that couldn’t fit inside. I looked up at him, his eyes meeting mines. “Fuck.” He groaned, throwing his head back against the couch. I moaned around him, relishing in the way that he reacted to me. He kept his head back as a hand grabbed the back of my head, pushing me down further. I gagged as he hit the back of my throat, squeezing my eyes shut as tears stung. He cursed in return, keeping my head moving at the pace he wanted. I could feel myself getting wet as he used me, moaning around him as I let a hand slip down, beginning to rub myself. He groaned and cursed as he kept up his movements, suddenly pulling me off. I gasped as I was finally able to breath properly again, amused at the ropes of spit that connected me to his cock. He breathed heavily, sitting up.
He pulled me up from the floor, moving me onto the couch. His tongue invaded my mouth as he sat me, hands grasping my breast and teasing my nipples. I moaned into his mouth as he separated, standing up. “Face down. Keep your ass up.” He said roughly, moving to watch me position myself. I did as told, feeling vulnerable in this position. He stared for a moment before moving behind me on the couch. I couldn’t see much from my position, leaving me wondering what he was doing. A hand trailed down my back, moving my hair to look down at me. I groaned, looking at him. “Can you fuck me already?” I whined, him giving a chuckle. “Oh, you ask so nicely now.” He teased, using a hand to guide himself in. I groaned, eyes closing as I enjoyed the sensation. “(Y/N).” He groaned, his hands gripping my hips as he filled. I moaned, opening my eyes to look at him. He bit his lip as he struggled to stay still, moaning quietly as he closed his eyes. Groaning, I moved my hips, beginning to fuck myself against him. “Fuck.” He groaned, opening his eyes as he stared down. “Hurry up.” I whimpered, bringing a hand to tease my breast. His eyes darkened as he began to thrust harshly, stilling my hips with a tight grip. I whined out his name as his cock hit my spot every time, sending an amazing feeling through me. "You're so good for me." He groaned, biting his lip. For a moment, both of us couldn’t do anything but be engrossed in the feeling. His grunting and groaning mixed in with the slapping of skin, whimpers and moans coming from me to complete the obscene sound in the room. My face rubbed against the cushion, grasping onto it as he kept up his harsh thrusts. “Junho- I’m gonna come.” I whimpered out. “So fast? Ugh- do it." He groaned, his thrusts starting to become sporadic. I stared at him, him looking back with a pleasured expression. I moaned out his name as I came, eyes closing as I grasped tightly, so much I thought I was ripping them. After a string of curses and harsh thrusts, he came inside of me, keeping my hips tightly against his as he rode his orgasm.
I began to pick up the clothes off the floor as Junho walked in again, a towel in his hand. "I'll pick those up. You go shower." He said, coming up to me and grabbing the clothes, handing me the towel instead. "You don't want to shower too?" I asked, him giving a warm smile. "Better to pick these up before we end up falling asleep. Who knows who'll walk in tomorrow morning." He said as I shook my head lightly. "Thank you." I said, giving him a kiss his cheek. "I'll meet you in a little." He said, me nodding before walking away.
Hi, how are you? This idea has been pounding in my mind for a while. The reader being Jun-ho's wife and after he disappears without any news, she starts to despair, until one night In-ho shows up to console her, trying to make her forget her brother, convincing her that he would look for him, being that he had secret feelings for her too. Sorry if it's a little confusing.
A/N: I hope this was a good interpretation of your request! I think I made it a little darker than it needed to be tbh but I hope you enjoy nonetheless!
Warning(s): Implied Manipulation
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I hung up the phone for the tenth time that evening. It was more than that throughout the day. I sniffled as I walked towards the couch, the apartment feeling emptier than ever. His jacket still hung on the coatrack, a mug he had left on the coffee table there. The anxious feeling in my stomach never left since he went missing. It was the fourth day he went missing. Four terrible nights and four terrible days after he just left without a word. Well, after a kiss and reassurance. I can’t forget. It was just like any other morning. We woke, got ready, ate breakfast, and before he left, he laid a soft kiss against my lips. “I have to work longer tonight. Don’t wait up, okay?” Those were the last words. The last words that I’ve been over analyzing.
Did… did I cause it? Did I cause him to leave? I gulped back the feeling to cry as I sat, trying to take deep breaths. My eyes felt heavy and so did my chest. I glanced down at my hands, rubbing the wedding ring he gave me not even a year or so ago. “Junho, please… come back.” I whispered at nothing, sniffling as I wiped the tears that escaped down my cheeks.
A knock on the front door frightened me, causing me to jolt. No one came to visit at night. I raced towards the door, a delusion in me believing it would be Junho. I opened the door, waiting to be met by him. Inho stood there, a firm face as always as he was dressed in a rather nice looking black suit. “(Y/N).” He said, bowing slightly. I relaxed my breathing. “Inho.” I replied, bowing back. “I wanted to ask about…” He started, trailing off as he noticed my puffy eyes. “Come in.” I replied, moving to let him into the small apartment.
I closed the front door as he walked in, taking in the environment of warm colors, throw blankets and picture frames. He removed his shoes before walking in. “I-I’ve reported him missing already.” I broke the silence as I stood a few feet behind him, him looking back at me. “Have you?” He asked, me nodding in reply. He nodded, looking around again. “Where have you been, Inho? We haven’t heard from you in so long.” I replied, his glances faltering before he turned to fully face me. “I’ve been occupied with a new job… but hearing Junho missing-“ He clenched his jaw, taking in a deep breath. “I had to take a break.”
“T-Thank you for coming.” I said, him giving a slight nod. We stayed in silence before I asked, “Would you like something to drink? A tea maybe?” “No, thank you. I don’t want to be more of a hassle.” He replied as he walked closer to me. “I wanted to ask how you were doing.” He said. I nodded slightly before tears started to swell into my eyes. I didn’t want to bother or let anyone else know about Junhos disappearance other than his mother. It was the first time I was able to actually speak about it.. but I was too afraid to do so.
I couldn’t help the weep that left me, bringing my hands up to cover my face. His footsteps came closer and I felt arms going around me, encasing me against his chest as his hands rested on my back. “It’s okay. You can cry.” He said gently and I did so, crying into his dress shirt. His hand rubbed gently up and down my back, trying to sooth me. “It’s alright.” He repeated, both of us staying there a moment before my tears slowed, sniffles filling the air.
“Sit.” He said as he moved back, grabbing my arm with a gloved hand as he guided me to the couch. I followed, sitting as he went into the kitchen, coming back with a few napkins. “Here.” He said as he sat next to me, handing me the stack he retrieved. “Thank you.” I replied as I grabbed them, wiping my face clean. “It must be hard for you. I know how much you care for him and him to you.” He said as I glanced at him, tossing the tissue into the small trash I kept there. I cleared my throat before replying. “It’s terrifying not knowing where he is. Or what’s happening to him.” A hand came over and covered mine that rested on my knee. “You shouldn’t be worried about that. He’s more than capable of taking care of himself.” He replied. I looked stunned at his words. “Yes but four days?! He would have answered my calls, let me know where he is.” I said, his grip tightening slightly on my hand as he looked at me with a gentle expression. “He will when he has the chance. There’s no reason to start to panic.” He said, thumb stroking across my hand. I had my doubts. Junho would have called me the moment he knew he was sent for a case or wasn’t coming home on time. But another part trusted in Inho. He was his older brother after all, of course he’d know what Junho is capable of. Of course he would.
I gulped nothing as I looked down at my lap, seeing the black glove covering my hands. Junho would hold my hand the same way when I was upset, him trying to console me on this very couch. “You don’t need to worry about him. I’ll make sure to search for him.” I looked back up at him. “It’s fine. The cops are already-“ “What I have is much more useful than what they have. My work has valuable perks.” He said. I nodded gratefully. “Thank you.” I said, giving a smile.
Inho POV
Her warm smile sent my chest alight. Why, oh why, didn’t I meet you first? What did Junho do to deserve you? Ever since he brought you to the family dinner you invaded my mind. It was difficult to keep you out of my mind. I tried everything. Yet you were still there. If there was anything to help me forget about you… is finally having you.
A smile played on my lips. “You leave the search to me. I’ll stop at nothing to track him down.” I said, her nodding and grasping my hand back. “If there’s anything you need me to help with, I will.” She said, looking back at me with her beautiful eyes that were puffed and red. “I will let you know when I do.” I replied, bringing a hand up and stroking my thumb across her cheek. She tensed as I did so, nervously gulping. I let go, standing up as I straightened my coat jacket. She stood after me, wiping her face again with the sleeves of her sweatshirt. “Thank you, again, Inho. You have no idea how much this helps.” She said. I nodded, grabbing a card from the inside of my jacket before handing it to her. “Call me whenever you need. I’ll be by the phone waiting.” I said as she grabbed the brown card, inspecting it before nodding. I nodded before walking over to the door. “I’ll be visiting every other day. To keep you up to date with my search.” I lied. She opened the door and nodded. “Anything to help.” She replied. Putting my shoes back on, looking back at her once again. Her beauty always amazed me no matter what she wore or what state she was in. No other woman I met compared, leaving me seething in jealousy all these years. But now that dear brother is out of the way… if I play my cards right…
“Don’t worry about Junho anymore, okay?” I said, stepping outside and turning back to her. She nodded, a hand on the door. “I know. It’s not doing me any good and I should trust him more. Like you said.” She replied. I smiled slightly and nodded. “Good. I hope you have a goodnight.” I said, not waiting for a reply as I left, entering the elevator at the end of the apartment hall. I smirked to myself as I pressed the button for the ground floor. Maybe it’ll be easy to get her after all.
Request: 'Hi may you do a gi hun smut where reader "jokingly" says that sangwoo would be better in bed and it gets gi hun riled up and rough smut please and thank you'
A/N: I set this up pre- Squid Game. All three were childhood friends and met up during one of Sangwoos rare visits. In my head, they’re in their early 20s.
Thanks for the request and hope you enjoy!
Pairing: Seong Gihun/F!Reader
Rating: Mature 18+
MINORS DONT INTERACT
Warning(s): Smut, Hair pulling, Dirty Talk
"I bet the girls were all over you, weren't they?" Gihun joked, taking a swig of his beer as Sangwoo shook his head with a laugh. "Oh, no, they weren't." He replied, taking a nervous drink from the half empty glass. I laughed, shaking my head. He comes back for once and that's what's of focus. We sat outside of the busy bar, people coming in and out as the night went on. "Ah, you don't need to lie. If everyone here was all over you, they must have when you were there." I replied, giving a smile. "There were girls that pulled me aside to ask for YOUR number." Gihun reminiced, Sangwoo giving a small laugh as he looked at us. "What about Gihun? I imagine he constantly has girls chasing after him." Sangwoo asked. "For a night maybe." I mumbled as I took a drink. What number was this one? Third? Fourth?
Gihun looked over with a confused look. "What do you mean?" He asked. "At parties you always manage to get a girl yet they're gone by the next morning." I said. "Yeah, have you heard of a one night stand?" He asked sarcastically, Sangwoo chuckling. I raised my hands up as if in defeat. "I'm just saying girls always come back when they get something good." I said. Both of them sat there, somehow surprised with what I've said.
"What? It's not like I'm a prude." I replied, taking a swig as Sangwoo started to laugh. "Who do you think would be better then? If you know so much about our sex lives." Sangwoo asked, Gihun almost spitting out the beer he was drinking. Chuckling, I looked between them. Both of them are incredibly handsome so I'd be lying if I said I never... thought about them in that way once or twice. The only one of them that made a reoccurring appearance was Gihun. Maybe it was his loyalty and sweetness I always loved. I never thought of pursuing him. It wasn't something I'd risk our friendship for.
"Based on how long your relationships have lasted..." I faked a thinking expression. If I said Gihun, I think I'd be way too obvious. Doesn't help the drinks have elevated my... feelings.
"Sangwoo." I said, earning a burst of laughter from Sangwoo as Gihun sat there, downing the rest of his drink as he stared at me. I gave a small smile as he did. In reality, I was freaking out. His stare made my heart skip a beat. He never gave me a stare like that. It felt like he could see right through me. I felt my cheeks heat up as I looked away, smiling at Sangwoo. Luckily it could just be chalked up to the drinking. "I have to get another drink." Gihun said before quickly standing up and heading back towards the bar. I didn't notice that Sangwoo's laughter had seized until he said, "I didn't think he'd get upset at that." "If I had said Gihun, you probably would've been the same." I replied. He opened his mouth to retort but gave up, giving a shrug before pulling out a cigarette packet from his jacket. "I still think I'm better." He laughed as he lit his cigarette, letting out a large puff of smoke.
"We could meet up tomorrow night again." Gihun said as we stood outside of the bar as it was preparing to close. "I'll see. I have some things to do tomorrow, hope they won't take long." Sangwoo said, waving his hand drunkenly at passing cars. "You have to wait for an actual cab." I said, stomping the finished cigarette bud under my heel. Another wave and a cab slowed next to Sangwoo, turning to us and giving a dumb smile. "See you guys. Call me in the morning." He said before getting into the back, leaving us two alone.
"Do you really think he'd be better?"
Gihun wasn't smiling or cracking jokes now. He leaned against the wall, smoking as he waited for my reply. "It was a joke question. You don't need to think too much into it." I replied. "And what if I do?" He asked, standing straight as he walked over to me. I raised an eyebrow at him before saying, "I never thought sweet Gihun could get mad over a joke." He chuckled lowly as he took his final draw from the shortening cigarette, throwing it down to the ground. "I'm not mad." He said as he stomped onto the bud, letting out the smoke through his mouth slowly. "I just want to prove you wrong." A smirk appeared on his face as I swallowed nothing, my face feeling hotter than before. Holy crap. This was really happening. I didn't know if this was a dream or not at this point. Never in a thousand years would I expect those words out of his mouth, let alone to me. My heart felt like jumping out of my chest.
"What do you say?" He said, moving closer so that were barely inches apart. His hand came up to grasp the back of my neck as his breath ghosted against my ear. "Your place or mines?"
"Mine. It's closer."
Clothes that were thrown laid from the doorway to the open bedroom, both of us removing our last bits of clothing as we stumbled onto the bed. His mouth never left mine, almost with a carnal need. I groaned into the kiss as his hand grasped my breast, teasing as the other stroked my thigh. I grabbed his shoulder as I let the other slip down his chest, trying to touch everywhere. His hand grabbed my thigh to spread my legs more, moving his hand slowly down my thigh. I moaned as his finger lightly stroked my slit, his fingertip only slipping in before going back to stroke. My hand that was on his chest went down and grasped him by the base, earning a deep groan. "(Y/N)." His lips left mines as he kissed down my face to my neck. Two fingers entered me as he sucked on my neck, causing me to groan and move my head to give him more access. As I stroked him he thrust slightly in my hand, giving small gasps against my neck. I moaned out his name as he started a quick pace, continuing to suck then lick over the marks he created on my neck and shoulder. I continued to stroke him as I grabbed onto his hair, him moaning into my skin. His hand left my breast as he grabbed my hand that stroked him, moving it away. I whined as I grasped the bedsheet as a third digit entered, curling his fingers over and over. I gasped before groaning as his fingers found my g spot, keeping a pressure on the spot. "Shit." I groaned, feeling the familiar pit coming on. My hips started to meet his thrusts, him moving back and looking down once he noticed. "Fuck." He groaned, looking back up at me. "Are going to come?" He asked. I nodded frantically as I kept moaning, grasping onto his forearm. He smirked as he suddenly slowed down, removing his fingers abruptly.
"Gihun!" I yelped before he kissed me again, his tongue overtaking as his hands grabbed my thighs, bending my legs back further towards me. I moaned as his tip stroked my slit, gathering my wetness onto him. He groaned into my mouth before moving back, pressing our foreheads together. He stared into my eyes as I felt him enter, my mouth falling open before letting out a deep moan. His eyes didn't leave mines as he continued, his cock spreading me open. I never felt so full before, it was driving me crazy. I let out a shaky breath as he bottomed out, closing my eyes as I tried to get more adjusted to him. Before I even could he moved his hips back, slamming back into me. "Ah." I moaned loudly as he thrust into me with a steady, quick pace. He let out small groans as he grabbed onto my legs, keeping them steady. "You're so tight." He groaned, his jaw clenched as he gave shaky breaths. He leaned over me, bringing my ankles to reach his shoulders as he placed his hands on either side of me. The new angle made me yelp in surprise, grabbing onto his shoulders as he trapped me under him. "Should've fucked you earlier." He groaned, slowing down and moving his hips in long, deep thrusts. "Fuck." I moaned, my hands reaching to tangle into his hair as I squeezed around him. "I bet you would've let me fuck you in the bathroom." He groaned as I pulled onto his hair. "Let everyone at the bar hear you." I threw my head back as he quickened his thrusts, bringing a hand to tease my breast. "Let everyone know how you came on my cock." I whimpered as the hand on my breast went to circle my clit. "Gihun." I cried out, letting out a series of babbles even I couldn't understand. It was probably a weak warning but it was just too much. His words, his teasing, his cock. Him. He groaned as he moved back, moving my legs to squeeze them together, placing them on one of his shoulders before his hands went back to my thighs. "Oh fuck." His eyebrows knitted as he let out moan after moan as he thrust. The pressure on my clit become too much. I tried to warn him but the only thing that could come out were whines. My body tensed up as my orgasm washed over me, yanking at the bedsheets under me as my back arched. He groaned as I did, his thrusts becoming sporadic. I could feel his cock twitch as I clenched around him, becoming sensitive after coming. "Come in me. Fuck, your cock is amazing." I moaned breathlessly as he looked down at me. He moaned out my name as he came, his hands digging into my thighs as he clenched his eyes closed. He mouth hung agape as he thrust until his orgasm washed over, pulling out slowly before putting my legs down, collapsing onto the bed besides me.
Throwing the cloth into the laundry, Gihun came back, throwing the blanket around us as we faced each other. "Did I prove you wrong?" He asked with a smile, moving my hair behind me ear. I smiled back before saying, "Yes, you did. Congratulations, I feel like I'll be sore in the morning." He chuckled lightly. "I'll take care of you then, too." He said, leaning in and placing a soft kiss against my lips.
Hiiii can I get some sang woo x f!reader smut !!! Maybe with some power play and degradation if you’re ok with it I’m so in love with this man it’s not even funny lol
A/N: I understand there's a reason why he was my first post lolll Hope you enjoy it and thanks for requesting!
My face smushed against the pillow, my ass in the air as he let a hand slap hard against me.
“You look like a slut like this.” He said breathily as a hand grazed against my slit, two fingers delving deep into me.
“Sangwoo.” I moaned, trying to hide my face before his hand grasped my hair, forcing me to look up at him. He smirked as he palmed my clit, causing me to squeeze my eyes and groan. “You’re so sensitive.” He said, as he added another digit. I could only grasp tightly onto the bed sheets as I moaned his name, his fingers picking up their pace.
“Should I make you come now? Make my whore come with just my fingers?” He said as I opened my eyes, looking up to see him. His hard cock ached as his eyes scanned me, intently watching every flinch or move I make. For a moment we just stared at each other. His mouth hung agape as he added a fourth digit, resuming his fast pace. All you could hear were the sounds of his minstrations, my growing moans and his silent groans.
"I'm gonna cum." I moaned loudly as my legs started to twitch more, his fingers curling just right to hit my g spot. The bliss was gone as he removed his fingers, leaning back more to take in my disheveled state. "Stay like that." He said as I gave a slight nod. Using the slickness on his fingers, he grasped his cock from the base as he let out a deep groan. All I could do was present myself as he stroked himself slowly, small groans escaping as he worked himself. I could see his stomach tense when a stroke was particularly pleasurable, beads of sweat starting to come down his chest. His dark hair stuck onto his forehead, his mouth open in silent pleasure.
I couldn't help but moan at the sight as I wiggled my ass towards him slightly. He let out a low chuckle once he noticed. "Do you want to take over?" He asked, removing his hand and bringing it up to my slit, dragging a fingertip. "Yes." I moaned, his touch feeling heavenly after being neglected. "Hands and knees." He said and I did so quickly, my knees aching from being in this position for so long. It was worth it all once his hands placed themselves on my hips, moving me to the position he wanted me. I felt his body encase me, feeling his hot breath against my ear. "How does my whore want it?" He asked, nibbling at my earlobe. I let out a shaky breath. I was aching for him, to finally climax after what felt like hours of teasing. Shit, I needed anything.
"Fuck me, Sangwoo." I whined pathetically, pressing back against him as I put my head down. A hand came up and grabbed my hair, pulling my head up to meet his dark eyes. "Keep your head up." He leaned back into my ear. "I want you to come all over my cock, understood?" He said as he let go of my hair. I tried to respond but instead a moan escaped, his cock easing in. "Such a good whore, taking me in like nothing." He groaned, his hips meeting mines as he filled me. He stayed for a moment before he pulled out. I whined before he suddenly thrust back inside, my mouth falling agape as he started a fast pace. His hands grasped onto my hips, pulling me to meet his thrusts. "Fucking whore. Look at you-" He groaned loudly, nails starting to sting. "Taking my cock so well." I whined at his words, helpless to do anything but keep myself up. “Fuck- you love that. Being a whore for me.” He babbled as a hand left my hip, bringing it to my stomach. He pulled me up, his chest pressed against my back as he kept moving. He groaned as I started to move along with him, the hand coming back up to grasp my hair. "Keep moving like that - Ugh- my fucking whore." He babbled as he groaned into my ear every time I tightened around him even slightly. "Sangwoo." I whined, putting my hand over the one at my hip. "What? Gonna come already?" He asked, his hand on my hip moving to slip down my stomach. "Come. I want to feel my whore come." He groaned, fingers circling my clit as his thrusts started to become more sporadic. His grip on my hair sent me over, the mix of slight pain and immense pleasure becoming too much. I yelled his name as I came, my body jerking as he held me still, keeping his pace. "Fuck-" He groaned out as he followed, thrusting as his orgasm faded.
After a moment, he pulled out, letting go of me as I slammed down onto the bed. "Are you alright?" He asked, sitting next to me on the bed as he moved hair away from my face. I gave a small laugh. "I'm amazing. I'm just exhausted." I replied, earning a huff from him. "You were." He said, moving to lay next to me. "Aw, you're too sweet." I replied, moving to place my head on his chest, his arm coming around to hold me. "Don't be so sarcastic. I can be." He replied. "I know." I said, leaning up and kissing him. I felt a smile play across his face before we separated, bringing the blanket over us as we lay, falling asleep in bliss.
Summary: After the first game, Sangwoo visits an old friend.
Warning(s): Vague ‘Friends with Benefits’ plot; Smut
A/N: First time writing smut in a while so I hope it’s at least readable lol I accept requests if you’re interested for now I only write for Squid Game so feel free to do so!
My arms tightened around his neck as he entered me, a groan from Sangwoo in my ear as he eased himself in. I couldn’t help the moans that escaped, trying to spread my legs more than they were as I felt his hand grip my thighs. Moving my head away from his neck, I groaned at the sight. His eyebrows were scrunched in pleasure as he looked at himself entering, a hand guiding him in as the other halted my movements. “Fuck-“ He groaned, bending down and capturing my lips in a heated kiss. I moaned into his mouth as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He kissed me as if it were going to be the last. It felt like sensation overload. Physically and emotionally. I missed him. I didn’t realize it until I saw him again, standing at my doorway like so long ago. Maybe I should learn to reject him. Though these nights made it hard not to let him in.
A groan left his lips as he bottomed out, separating and pressing his forehead against mines. I moaned as he stayed still, looking up at him. He had his eyes shut, looking as if he was concentrating on the feeling. A small moaned escaped, his face filling with ecstasy. A small smile played across my lips before I met his again. I just wanted him. All of him. His tongue felt intoxicating and the feeling of being filled was too much. I needed more.
“Sangwoo- “ I moaned, separating from his lips and burying my face in his neck, tightening my legs around his hips. My breath hitched as my movements cause him to shift, the friction I’ve been needing teasingly there. He let out a short chuckle. “Do you need my cock to move? Is that it?” He said, moving slightly back and looking down at me. His hair fell around his face as he looked down, intense eyes staring back. “Yes, I do.” I bit my lip as I let myself scan his body, sweat beads tracing his body. A smirk crossed his lips. Slowly, he began to pull himself out, eyes staring into mines. I took in a deep breath as I let the feeling wash over, feeling overwhelmed by his stare. “You’ve got to do better than that.” He said, moving painfully slow as he grabbed my breasts, teasing my nipples with his thumb. “Please, sir, move faster.”
“Oh fuck.” I groaned as he began a steady rhythm, unconsciously bringing a hand up to cover my mouth as I kept his eyesight. His look never failed to turn me on. A strict, dominate look that didn’t need to be explained “No, none of that.” He said, grabbing my wrist and setting my arm to grab onto his biceps. “I want to hear all of it.” He bent down, tracing kisses and sucking along my neck as he pushed himself in slowly again. “Fuck- please.” I whined, grasping his biceps as he filled me again. My heels dug into his back, my nails against his skin as I threw my head back. I felt his lips leave my neck, starting a slow and steady rhythm as he moved back again.
“I’ve missed this.” He said, letting out a loud groan as his hand travelled up and down my body. His hands scattered everywhere, teasing my nipples to grabbing onto my hips tightly as he made slow, deliberate strokes. My body felt on fire. His frantic touching only amplified it. As much as I loved teasing, I wanted to feel him. I pulled him back down as I wrapped my arms around his neck, raising up my hips to meet his. “I need it harder.” I whimpered into his ear, earning a pleasured moan. “Mm- I wanted it to last longer.” He replied. I thought he’d keep going with his teasing before he suddenly gave a hard thrust, causing me to moan loudly.
“But I’ll fuck you as hard as you want.” He groaned as his hand went to grasp my hip, pressing me back against the mattress. I could only let out pathetic whimpers as he kept his word. His thrust remained hard as a hand twisted my nipple, the other keeping my hips down. My eyes rolled as his cock sent shock waves across my body. “You feel so good~” I cried as my back arched, my hands grabbing onto his back as he kept his steady speed.
“Look at me.”
His voice sounded deeper, desperate. I laid back and met his eyes again, scraping my nails against his back. He let out a small groan as hips began to fasten, my hands raising to entangle in his dark hair. “J-Just like that.” I cried, pulling harshly on his hair as he kept up his ministrations.
“Fuck.” He groaned before his hands snapped downwards, holding me still. “Tell me if you want to stop.” His jaw tightened and his forehead pressed against mines again, raising my legs to his shoulder. “Ah!” I yell out as he begins to slowly thrust again, the access bringing new sensations. He filled more than I thought he could. “Just like that.” He groaned as his hands gripped my hips. All I could do was let out wanton moans as I gripped his forearms.
“You l-look so beautiful like this.” He groaned, his hips snapping against mines, letting out an obscene sound across the room. “Don’t stop.” I moaned out as he kept stroking my g spot. No one else could make me feel the way he did. I’d do anything just to be pleasured by him over and over again.
“Shit!” I yelped as I started to feel the familiar pit start to grow. “What’s wrong?” He asked, giving a knowing smirk. From the way I was squeezing around him frantically he knew I was close. “I’m- fuck- I’m gonna cum-“ I yelled, his thrust fastening as his hand went down. “Its alright. Don’t hold back.” His thumb ran across my wet slit before circling around my clit, stroking it as quick as he thrust.
“Sangwoo- fuck-“ is all I could manage to say before I came, my back arching against the bed. I let out a yell as his mouth wrapped around my breast, sucking as he kept his quick thrusts. I felt so sensitive all I could do was grasp his hair and moan, enjoying the way he closed his eyes as he took in the sensations. He only let out a loud groan before moving back, coming inside of me with frantic thrusts. He thrusted through his orgasm before he pulled himself out, laying beside me in the messy bed.
We both laid silent, staring up at the moonlit ceiling. After a moment, I turned my head to face him. He laid there, a blank expression upon his face.
“Did something happen? I haven’t seen you in a while.”
I broke the silence, earning a flinch from him at the sudden noise. Swallowing nothing, he turned to face me.
“No. Don’t worry about it.” He replied, turning back to the ceiling. I gave a slight nod before sitting up, grabbing a loose cigarette from my bedside table. He knew I wasn’t convinced but I knew when not to pry, too. But I won’t give him the chance to walk out again like nothing happened.
I lit the cigarette, giving a small puff before turning back to face him. I extended my hand to him, offering it silently. He glanced between the cigarette and me before grabbing it, sitting up slightly in bed. His expression softened after a few puffs.
”If you don’t want to say anything... at least stay the night.”
