CHO SANG-WOO (PLAYER 218) - ONE NIGHT
warnings: f!reader, age difference (20s x 40s), fingering, unprotected sex (creampie)
a/n: sang woo is dangerously attractive, breathe if you agree!
As soon as the voting was finished, the square guard said his goodbyes, speaking on behalf of the other guards as well, the ones who were not allowed to speak for some odd reason. As the guard continued to speak, you tuned it all out, only focusing on leaving this hell hole and going home. What for though? Your life was shit and thatβs the whole reason you ended up in a place like this. You, along with majority of the other players, had only made it through one game before deciding that these βgamesβ werenβt your cup of tea at all.
Thanks to the handsome player who was numbered 218, if you remembered correctly, the opportunity to vote was given and the Xβs won the vote 101 - 100.
You winced in pain as you felt your skin scrape against the concrete. Those stupid guards really had no compassion for others. You werenβt alone though and you realized this after hearing the groans of a man, one who didnβt sound too far away. You could hear the man moving closer, soon feeling the warmth of his body up against yours as his fingers softly grazed against your face and lifted the thin blindfold away from your eyes. Once your eyes adjusted to the light, they dropped down to the man who was now next to you with his wrists and ankles tied together just as yours were. He wasnβt wearing anything but underwear which made you look down at your own body which was covered in nothing but underwear as well.
βThey really threw us outside naked..assholes.β
You scoffed as you thought to yourself before suddenly remembering what needed to be done. Your teeth pulled at the rope that tied the mans wrists together and the knot unraveled, freeing his hands. Once his hands were free, he removed the blindfold that covered his own eyes and undid the knot that tied his feet together. He didnβt waste any time and quickly untied the ropes that were tied around your wrists and ankles. Your head lifted and you made eye contact with the man who stood in front you.
After he untied you, he hurriedly made his way towards the pile of belongings and you followed him behind him, hurriedly putting your clothes on. You grabbed your phone and tried to turn it on but unfortunately, it was dead. You let out a groan of frustration before turning your attention to the man, player 218, who stood just a few feet away from you.
βSir, do you know where we are?β, you questioned, hoping for a good answer.
He turned his gaze up from his phone which seemed to be dead as well and eyed the buildings that surrounded the both of you, pushing his glasses up his nose as he did so.
βWeβre near Ssangmun-Dong.β, he responded confidently.
βYou live far from here?β, you questioned again.
βNot at all actually. What about you?β, he adjusted his glasses once again as he spoke, turning his gaze towards you.
βI live in Ansan.β, you responded, earning a light nod from him.
βWhatβs your name?β, you questioned for the third time.
βSang-Woo. Cho Sang-Woo.β, he gave a simple reply.
βIβm (yourname)β, you smiled in his direction.
βI wouldnβt mind if you spent tonight at my place. It seems to be pretty late and I know your cellphone is dead.β, he paused, βI live about a ten minute walk away.β, he gave a faint smile as he explained.
You admired his kindness because thereβs no way in HELL youβd ever offer your place to a stranger, especially one who was coming from a place like the one the two of you had just left. You bent slightly, bowing to him.
Surprisingly, you accepted his offer.
Hours had passed since you entered Sang-Wooβs home and those hours were full of laughter and good conversations.
Who knew bonding with a stranger would be so easy?
As the conversations began to die down, an awkward silence took over the room and the sexual tension between the two of you began to rise, that tension quickly became thick enough to be cut with a knife. You cleared your throat awkwardly and Sang-Woo turned in your direction, locking eyes with you. The eye contact that you both shared didnβt last for long since your eyes quickly trailed away from his eyes and down to his lips.
Was it wrong that you wanted to kiss him?
Was it wrong that you wanted to kiss a man who was old enough to be your father?
βIf you want to kiss me just do it.β, he spoke calmly as he removed his glasses from his face, setting them down on the glass table that sat in front of the both of you.
βHowβd you know I want to kiss you?β, you questioned, dumbfounded.
He gave no reply. Instead, he moved closer to where you were sitting and lifted your head with two fingers. Your eyes softened immediately once they met his. He leaned into you, tracing his soft lips up against your neck and that was more than enough to make your knees weak and your pussy leak. A soft gasp left your mouth as his lips pressed up against your neck, leaving faint kisses. It didnβt take long for him to pull away and once he did, you pulled him into a kiss, one that was deep and passionate. His hands traced up and down your clothed body before gripping your waist softly as the two of you melted under each otherβs touch. His grip quickly tightened and he pulled you onto his lap. You smirked against his lips as you felt his cock growing hard underneath your warmth. You pulled away from the kiss, drawing a needy whine from him.
βSomeoneβs excited.β
You teased, referring to the boner confined in his pants. You then began rocking your hips back and forth lightly which only made him grow harder than he was before. His grip on your waist tightened once again as he lowered you down onto his clothed cock. You wanted him so bad. You needed him and the feeling was mutual. He pulled you in for another kiss and this time, the kiss was turned into a rough, sweaty, make out session. He pulled away, smirking as he grabbed onto your waist once again and lifted you as he stood up. He carried you like a groom would cary his bride as he made his way towards the bedroom. Once you were there, he threw you into the bed roughly and removed his shirt as quick as he could, throwing it without a care in the world. You looked up at him through your eyelashes, watching him from your position on the bed.
βTake those off.β, he commanded, voice deep and full of lust.
You simply complied with his command and removed your pants.
βSuch a good girl..β, he mumbled underneath his breath and began rubbing your clit through your panties, eyeing you sensually as he did so.
It didnβt take long for you to become a moaning mess underneath his touch. Your lip slid between your teeth and you bit down, attempting to hold back any moans that dared to fall out. His movements suddenly stopped and your face quickly dropped into a frown.
βDonβt hold back, baby. Let it all out.β, he leaned towards you as he whispered, continuing his movements on your clit and using his other hand to unclasp your bra. He stopped once again, this time to pull your panties down. He let out a soft groan as he eyed your bare pussy that was now dripping wet for him.
βShould I put them inside of you?β, he questioned in a low voice that made you quiver as his hands traced along your thighs.
You nodded rapidly, back arching slightly as you did so, growing needy by the second.
βUse your words.β, he muttered angrily and lifted his hand, sending a harsh slap onto your bare thigh.
βYes, please.β, you cooed, leaning your head back.
He smirked and ran his fingers along the slit of your pussy, slowly sliding his fingers inside of you.
βYouβre so wet for me.β, he kissed your inner thighs as he pushed his fingers deeper inside of you.
You gasped as his fingers grazed your cervix.
βSang-Wooβ¦β, you moaned as his palm came in contact with your aching clit due to his fingers being as deep as they possibly could be inside of you.
βHm?β, he hummed quietly, watching as you squirmed underneath him.
βIβm going to..cum.β, you admitted, slightly embarrassed.
βCum for me, princess.β, he smirked before fastening his pace.
Your pussy gushed and tightened around his fingers as a result of his fastened pace. Your eyes rolled back into your head as you covered his fingers with your sweet, slick, juices. His fingers slowly slid slowly slid out of your pussy, and once they did he licked them clean.
βYou taste so fucking good.β, he groaned.
Sang-Woo joined you in the bed and you watched as he unbuckled his belt and slid his boxers and pants off in one movement. His cock sprang up, hitting his lower abdomen and you almost drooled at the sight, watching as precum leaked from his tip. You didnβt waste any time and immediately straddled his hips while holding his cock in your hand and aligning it with your pussy that was still dripping wet and leaking juices from your previous orgasm. His hands grabbed onto your waist and he pushed you down, forcing himself inside of you. A loud gasp left your mouth as his cock filled you up and thrusted into you without giving you time to adjust to the size. His hands tightened around your waist as he bucked his hips up into you, thrusting at an inhumane pace. His head leaned back onto headboard as he groaned in pleasure. You grabbed onto his shoulders for support as you began bouncing up and down on his cock without a care for anything else in the world.
βYou..feel so good inside of me.β, you breathed out, looking into his eyes as you spoke.
βAnd you feel so good around me, baby.β
His hands made their onto your hips, guiding you back and forth at a pace that was way slower than the one before. He leaned his head back as he let out a loud groan, one that didnβt sound like the ones heβd let out before. His grip on your hips tightened as his cock twitched inside of you, soon coating your walls with his cum.
Who knew all of this would happen in one night?