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the desperation you can feel in hyune's love paintings, how the couple seems to be lost in each other's embrace, clutching tightly to one another.. they're entwined so strongly until they become one and the rest of their bodies fade, the love becoming the one thread tying them together.. i love love and i love how he represents love, my favorite artist <3
also this painting is incredible,, the sheer emotions expressed through the brush strokes and the color choice, the way the body seems almost bruised.. the way the protagonist is kind of sinking into his bed, his head disappearing as he hides into his pillow, the same way you sometimes want the darkness to submerge you until you become one with the shadows and your pain can no longer reach you
A/N: I started this at 11pm and I finished it at 5am. I am EXHAUSTED the horny took over, seeing Hyunjin with this new hair style just ruined me. This imagine is all over the place - at least it is to me - It really is just a smutty cute mess but I love it, I feel like it's sexy and fun and fluid and yes. Even if it actually sucks ya'll are getting all 4k words šPlease enjoy it, I worked hard and I'd love to hear feedback. Gosh I'm exhausted.
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Summary: After the VMA's you and Hyunjin have a bit of a "conversation" about his new look but what starts out spicy ends up being sweet.
Warnings under the cut
Warnings: Unprotected Sex, Choking, Hair Pulling, Slapping, Window sex?, Forced Creampie?, Overstimulation, Multiple Orgasms, Spit play? (very subtle, like you have to squint), Cum Tasting, Corruption kink?, Slight Possessive behavior, Marking, Rough Sex, Aftercare.
(Sorry if I missed anything but I'm pretty sure that's it!)
Reader is called: Angel, Slut, Greedy Girl, Princess, Baby, My Muse
Hyunjin is called: My Prince, Baby
"Did you have a good time?" Chan asked as you walked down the hallway of your hotel hand in hand with Hyunjin. The three of you were the last ones to get to your rooms.Ā
"I had an amazing time, that was so much fun." You smile up at Chan and Hyunjin squeezes your hand a bit, a light chuckle leaving his lips.Ā
"I'm glad I brought you then." Hyunjin comments before stopping in front of your shared room. Chan was a room across from you two so you all said your goodbyes before retreating into your spaces.Ā
You kicked your heels off and dropped your purse onto the floor next to the bed before turning to your boyfriend. He was stalking towards you slowly as he stripped himself of his expensive blazer.Ā
"So what was it that you were saying back at the venue?" He asks, a sinister teasing smirk crossing his face.Ā
"I was sayingā¦" you meet him halfway walking slowly towards him on your tiptoes so that you can attempt to match his height. "How fucking dare you look this good tonight."Ā
You reach your hands out and run them down his chest. His arm snakes around your waist and pulls you flush against him. "How dare you surprise me with this sexy new look."
You run your hands up his arms and shoulders then run them through his hair petting at his undercut.Ā
"Sexy, huh?" He smiles at you, his eyes staring into yours with pure lustful amusement.Ā
"So fucking sexy." You whisper back before wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into a heated kiss. Your lips dance together in a rough yet slow display of passion while you take the time to taste each other. The taste of the wine that the two of you shared after the show to celebrate the boys' win still lingering on your tongues.Ā
Hyunjin sighs into the kiss as he starts walking you back towards the bed not daring to disconnect your lips. Just when your legs are about to hit the frame you break the kiss and swiftly switch spots with him sitting him down onto the mattress before you. He grins up at you clearly impressed by your sudden dominance. You hike up your black dress a bit, the split on the side giving him an unholy view of your thigh, he bites his lip at the sight and you smile down at him as you climb onto his lap straddling his frame.Ā
Your hands snake around his neck and start to play in his hair again, twirling his high ponytail a bit. "Wanna know what I thought the moment I saw you all dressed up tonight? "Ā
The tone of your voice made Hyunjin harder than he already was if that were even possible. He places his hands on your hips slowly trailing down to your ass, his eyes never leave yours.Ā
"What did you think, angel?" You bite your lip and lace your fingers around his ponytail before yanking back on it just hard enough to pull his head back and expose his sculpted jaw and long neck. A deep groan leaves his lips at the sharp sensation.Ā
"I thought that you looked so clean, so sharp, so fucking elegant." You lean down into his neck with a smile before planting kisses along his jaw. "I thought that I just had to ruin that, I had to corrupt that. I've wanted to make a mess of you all night."
Hyunjin's breath catches in his throat as you bite into the flesh of his neck and start to suck at it harshly.Ā
"Angel" He moaned out as his hands gripped at your waist, his fingers digging into your dress and pinching at your flesh. One of his hands trails up your back before lacing into the roots of your hair and pulling your head back away from his neck.Ā
"You know you can't mark me right now." He hisses and your grip on his hair loosens as his grip on yours tightens. "You're being such a slut tonight. This is what happens when I take you out?"Ā
He lets go of your hair and you whimper a bit at the loss of contact, Hyunjin leans back lying down on the bed and bringing you forward with him before grabbing your throat and turning you over so that he's on top of you.
Ā "I take my girl out to have a good time and all she can think about is fucking me." His words sting like venom and it feels so fucking good. He leans down and leaves a delicate kiss on your lips. His hand slowly leaves your throat and just when you're about to bite back at him with a spicy reply his hand collides with your cheek landing a deliciously sharp slap. He grabs your chin, interrupting your moan and turning your face back to his.Ā
"Look at me, angel." He whispers sweetly and your thighs press together at the contrast that his voice has to his actions. "You know what I thought when I saw you?"
He removes his hand from your face and looks down towards your exposed leg. The split in your dress now showing all of your plush thigh and some of your ass. "I thought that I just have to fuck you in this dress."
He reaches down and slowly trails his hand up your exposed leg. His nails scratching at your skin. You're so pent up with lust that this simple action makes your back arch up off of the mattress.Ā
"I thought about how sexy it would be to eat my princesses pussy while she's wearing Versace." He slaps the outside of your thigh making you moan. "I could've snuck my hand up under your dress whenever I wanted tonight. I could've teased you."Ā
He leans back down into your neck and nips at your jaw all the way up to your ear before whispering. "Would you have liked that? If I teased you, pulled you aside in the dressing room and fucked you dumb after we performed?"
You can feel him smile against you as you moan deeply in response. Your thighs pressed together desperately trying to relieve some of the tension building up.Ā
"I would've loved that." You run your hands down his body before you reach the tent in his pants. You palm at his erection, stroking him over the fabric. He hisses at the sensation, a breathy moan following as he drops his head down onto your shoulder.Ā
"I've been holding back all night." He whispers out and you bite your lip before whispering back.Ā
"Me too." He pulls away from you quickly planting both feet on the floor and taking you in swiftly, your curly hair is splayed across the mattress, your thigh is fully exposed and he can see a hint of your black thong.Ā
"Fuck it." He hisses sharply before grabbing your ankles and pulling your ass to the edge of the bed. Your dress rides up more now showing most if not all of your thong. "I need you, angel."Ā
Hyunjin drops to his knees in front of you, he hastily pushes your dress up around your hips and moves your thong to the side before diving into your soaked cunt. His tongue licks up your dripping heat and draws imaginary shapes into your pussy right after. His movements are harsh and hungry, his fingers digging into your thighs as he pushes them up for you to hold to your chest and give him a full view of you.Ā
"Oh my gosh" You moan out as your back arches off of the mattress, your mouth falling open with silent whines failing to escape. "Hyunjin, fuck."Ā
You've wanted him all night and now you've finally got him. His blushed lips moving hungrily against your cunt, animalistic groans erupting from his throat and vibrating through you as you try your best to stay in place for him. He pulls away, a naughty grin on his lips as he takes a second to wipe his chin.Ā
"Is this what you wanted?" He lands a firm pop on your cunt and your legs nearly close at the sensation. "Come on, princess, keep yourself open for me."
Ā He reaches down and unbuckles his belt with one hand as the other flicks at your swollen clit.
"Keep that pretty pussy on display for me." You whine at the stimulation, your grip on your thighs getting lighter and lighter the better that he makes you feel. "Who's pussy is this?"
"Yours." You moan out quickly hoping that if you're good for him he'll taste you again. A chuckle leaves his lips as his finger trails from your clit to your sopping entrance. He slowly slides his long digit into you and your legs fall against the mattress. You fight to keep your thighs apart as his finger slowly moves inside you. He adds two more quickly filling you up and giving you very little time to adjust.Ā
"This pussy is mine." He growls, leaning down to nip at your inner thigh. "But you were showing off this pretty body today like you wanted it to be someone else's."Ā
You groan in protest before forcing out a reply. "And what about you?"Ā
His fingers stop suddenly before he removes them from you completely. He lands another pop on your cunt before standing from his knees and pulling his belt from the loops of his pants. He drops the belt to the floor and props his bent knee onto the mattress so that he can lean over your curvy frame.Ā
"What about me?" His eyes search yours; they're dark and piercing but you don't dare to look away from him. "I was giving you a show, my angel."
"And I was giving you one, my prince." Your hand caresses his cheek softly and he leans into your touch. "You looked amazing, you performed well."Ā
Hyunjin smiles down at you softly. "I only performed well because I had you cheering me on." He leans down and plants a gentle kiss on your nose and then your cheeks making you smile. He kisses all over your face before hungrily attaching his lips to yours in a passionate kiss.Ā
"So you were giving me a show, huh?" He asks, pulling away from your lips just enough to speak. You shake your head in confirmation and suddenly hear the zipper to Hyunjins pants as he pulls them down a bit with one hand. "How about an encore?"
"My pleasure." Your lips are on each other again instantly as the two of you grab at each other's clothes. His fingers pull at the thin straps of your dress and yours fight to remove his pants in quick lustful movements. The sound of fabric slightly ripping fills the air but neither of you seem to care.
You wrap your arms around his neck allowing him to help you sit up so that he can unzip the back of your dress. He peels it off of you in what feels like slow motion but in reality was much quicker. His hands immediately start to toy with your exposed chest and you moan into his mouth as his thumbs toy at your sensitive nipples. You finally win the fight with his pants pulling them down and allowing them to pool around his ankles. You move your body closer to his so that you can properly rid him of his boxers, the black fabric sliding down his strong thighs and exposing his hardened member.Ā
"Come here" Hyunjin whispers against your lips before reconnecting them and backing up slowly leading you off of the bed. Once your feet hit the floor your dress does too, you step out of the pool of fabric and Hyunjin does the same with his pants and boxers. He pulls away once again to rid himself of his black shirt before gently grabbing your waist and diving into the crook of your neck. His teeth sink into the flesh of your neck and he sucks harshly, it's your turn to moan at the sharp sensation as he leaves deep red marks on your skin.Ā
"I thought we couldn't mark each other?" You ask breathlessly.Ā
"You can't mark me." He answers, pulling away from you to admire his work. "I can do whatever I want to you."Ā
His hands travel down your sides and up your back taking in every inch of your skin. Your hands do the same exploring every inch of his naked frame. Your hand found one of his and you interlaced your fingers before leading him over to the large window that your hotel room had, a grand view of the city on display before you. You let go of his hand and walked over to the chair placed at the desk next to you, moving it in front of the window. Hyunjin watched you with dark curious eyes and you couldn't help but to smile.Ā
"Sit" You prompted and he slowly obeyed, sitting with his forearms on the armrests and his legs spread apart giving you a beautiful view of his cock and balls.Ā
You stood in between his legs and held two fingers out to him. Without either of you saying a word he wrapped his lips around your fingers sucking and getting them wet for you. As you started to retract them he grabbed your wrist, his eyes never leaving yours. He pursed his lips and spit onto your fingers licking his lips after with a grin. You whimpered at the sight before taking those fingers and spreading his spit over or cunt adding lubrication to your entrance. You turned around giving him a full view of your plump ass and reached back to spread your cheeks for him. A groan left his lips and his hand lightly grabbed at your waist to guide you towards his aching cock. He helped you position yourself before you sunk down onto him. His dick stretching you deliciously.Ā Ā
"Oh baby." His head falls back and your fingers dig into his thighs. You immediately start to move, sliding up and down his hard member at a moderate pace. The fact that neither of you had much time to adjust made the sensations so much more intense.Ā
"Look at me, angel." You turn to look back at him, grabbing his shoulder to keep you steady. "You're so fucking beautiful."Ā
You moan at his praise and your body reacts by bouncing against him faster. The sounds of skin slapping against skin filling the room. Hyunjin shifts you so that youāre turned back towards the window and grabs your waist with both hands. He holds you still against him before thrusting into you roughly, keeping you in place with his grip. Strangled moans leave your parted lips as he fucks into you deeper than before.Ā
"Fuck, yes yes." Your nails dig into his thighs and you're sure that there will be marks there later. His grunts intertwine with your moans as the two of you build yourselves closer and closer to release. The pent up lust from the eventful night bubbling in your stomach.Ā
"Baby, wait I-" You're cut off by your own moan when Hyunjin thrusts into you rougher than before. "I wanna see you."Ā
Hyunjin thrusts two more times before pulling out of you and sitting back into the chair breathlessly, he looks past you for a second. The lights of the city catching his eye, he stares for a second before looking back up at you and smiling.Ā
"I could paint this." His smile grows wider as the idea sinks in and he quickly pushes himself up out of the chair and rushes over to the side of the bed where his pants lay on the floor and searches for his phone. You giggle as your naked partner stalks back over to you with his phone in hand, the camera facing you as you stand naked in front of the floor to ceiling window.Ā
"Smile for me, angel." You do as you're told posing for him as he snaps photos of you.Ā
"My beautiful muse." His words come out in a whisper and you can't help but to blush.Ā
"Can I fuck you now? I was in the middle of your encore." He smiles over at you, locking his phone and dropping it into the chair.Ā
"Please, continue the show." He sits on the edge of the bed leaning back and propping himself up on his elbows.Ā
You sashay over to him, your hands resting on his shoulders when you reach him. You climbed onto his strong frame and swiftly slid his cock into your tight hole.Ā
"Fuck, someone's eager." He grunts out and you moan back in response.Ā
"I've wanted you all night." You bounce against him slowly, taking his full length inside of you. You make sure to swirl your hips when he fills you to the hilt and you moan out at the sensation.Ā
"Why are you so fucking tight." His eyebrows are furrowed and his eyes are low and lidded as he watches you ride him. Your tits bouncing and your curly hair swaying with the movement of your hips. You reach up behind him and grip his ponytail again, pulling at it so that his lidded eyes met yours. You're not sure who looks more fucked out right now but you're positive that you're both down bad for each other.Ā
"Harder." He whispers and you happily oblige, pulling his hair harder, your other hand tugging at the short hair of his undercut. A deep satisfied groan leaves him and your pussy clenched at the sound of it. "Fuck it, mark me baby."
You waste no time leaning in and sinking your teeth into his neck, you suck harshly right next to the purple mark that you left earlier and Hyunjin moans at the feeling. The sharp pain of your teeth against his sensitive skin making his cock twitch. He leans you both all the way back and props his feet up on the bed frame. He thrusts into you jackhammer style and you can't help but to bite harder on his skin.Ā
"Angel, I'm close." You pull away from his neck with a trail of spit connecting you to him. He sticks out his tongue to collect the drool falling from your lips as your mouth hangs open and gaspy moans escape you.Ā
"Please don't stop." You beg quietly, your eyes closed tightly as you try to concentrate on your pleasure. Hyunjin leans up as he pounds into you, licking the drool from the corner of your mouth and kissing you sloppily.Ā
"I won't stop, princess. I won't stop." He fucks into you mercilessly, hitting your sweet spot continuously. You can feel the knot in your stomach pulling tighter and tighter and you groan at the build of lust.Ā
"I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, fuck" Your words are breathy and rushed as your pussy clenches around him. Hyunjin's eyes squeeze shut as he feels you contract around him, he groans as your cunt milks his own orgasm out of him.Ā
"Fuck baby, get off, I'm gonna cum." He pushes at your waist to get you off of him but you resist grinding down against him. "Baby, I can't hold back."Ā
He moans at the sight of you fucked out and drooling above him, sitting up to better force yourself down onto him.Ā
"I want your cum, please" That's all you had to say to make Hyunjin break. His nails scratch down your sides before gripping at the sheets desperately as he fills you. His thigh muscles tense at the new sensation of finishing inside of you. He's never had an orgasm as intense as the one he's had tonight.
"Angel.." He moans out but he meant for it to be the start of a sentence. You slowly lift up off of him hovering above him in a squat as he holds you stable by your hips. He watches as his cum drips out of your abused hole and he swore that he could bust again at the sight of it.Ā
You reach down and scoop up some of his arousal with two of your fingers, you slide your cum covered fingers into your mouth savoring the taste of him and you both let out a low moan.Ā
"Princess, we should get cleaned up." You lower yourself back onto his pelvis. His semi-hard dick nestled between his skin and your cunt. Mindlessly, you start to grind against him, the semen dripping from your hole being used as lube to glide your slick cunt against him.Ā
"More." You whisper, your now lidded fucked out eyes never leaving his.Ā "I didn't make you a mess yet."Ā
Hyunjin moans at the overstimulation lightly grabbing at your hips to try to stop your movement. "Fuck, that's s-so much. So fucking good."
You lean forward a bit, resting your hands on his chest as you move your hips against him. Moans and whines fall from your lips as his cock head bumps against your clit giving you the perfect amount of stimulation. The room is filled with your panting moans and the wet sounds of your cum covered skin rubbing against each other. Hyunjin reaches up and firmly grips your neck applying pressure to the sides drawing a hum of satisfaction from you.Ā
"Such a greedy girl." You grind against his now fully erect cock quicker and sloppier. You reach forward with both hands and return the favor caging his neck beneath your fingers and pressing slightly at the sides.Ā
"I want to ruin you." You groan out breathlessly and Hyunjin's eyes flutter shut at the sound. His tongue dipping out of his slightly parted lips and his brows furrowed.Ā
"You always do." He whispers with his eyes still shut. "Only you."
"You're mine." You gasp out as you feel the familiar knot in your stomach tighten.Ā
"And you're mine." He groans out. He opens his eyes and they immediately land on yours. His face is red and his eyes are lazy. Your eyes mirror his with a deep blush covering your skin.Ā
"We ruin each other." He takes his hand from your throat and leaves a firm smack on your cheek. "Then put each other back together."Ā
His hand grips at your throat again, pulling you into him as your hips desperately buck against him.Ā
"Now fall apart for me." As if he flipped a switch your orgasm came rushing over you, your legs shaking against the mattress and your body falling against his. Hyunjin groans as he releases again, reaching his high right as yours starts to subside. You can feel his warm sticky cum against your stomach and you grin slightly at the feeling.Ā
"Fuck." You both whisper at the same time then chuckle lightly.Ā
"Are you happy now?" He asks against your ear as he strokes your hair pushing it out of your face.Ā
"So happy."
"Am I still sexy?" He asks and you can hear the smirk in his voice.Ā
"So sexy." He laughs from under you and you smile into his shoulder.Ā
"Let me clean you up." He prompts, lifting you a bit and sliding you off of him. The feeling of his arousal smearing against both of your stomachs making you giggle.Ā
He slowly pushed himself off of the bed and stretched before wandering over to the bathroom. You could hear the water running and Hyunjin lightly humming to himself, something he always did as he initiated aftercare. He comes back Into the room in a hotel robe and leans over you, wiping down your body carefully while humming. You watch him closely as his eyes wander your body searching for spots to clean with the cloth. Your hand slowly reaches up to touch his forearm shifting his attention towards you, his eyes meet yours and a curious look crosses his face. You smile up at him softly and take a deep breath
"You really were amazing tonight."
"Are you referring to the sex or the award show?" He raises an eyebrow at you playfully and you swat at his arm.
"The award showā¦ well both, but mostly the show." He chuckles at you shaking his head. "Really, I'm so proud of you."
He smiles down at you and his fingers rub smooth circles into the skin of your stomach. "Thank you, baby. That means everything coming from you."
He leans down and kisses your nose and forehead before going back to cleaning you up.Ā
"You were amazing tonight too." He hums.
"You enjoyed your encore?" You asked, smiling playfully.Ā
"How could I not with a performer this stunning?" He returns your smile and you sit up completely, hugging his waist. He lays a hand on the back of your head and strokes your hair lightly.Ā
"Thank you angel, for your unending support, whether it be in the bedroom or outside of it I'm grateful for all that you give me." You look up to find that he's already looking down at you with a fond smile. His eyes are sparkling like he could cry any second and you can't help but hug him tighter.Ā
You're in the kitchen, cooking dinner. You and Hyunjin haven't seen each other much, due to work schedules.Ā There hasn't exactly been time to have a proper homecooked meal together in awhile, and you've decided to make things a bit... spicy, tonight.
He just got home, and is making his way towards you in the kitchen as you've already started preparing the food. He leaves his work clothes on, as he knows you always go crazy over how he looks after he gets home from a shift. Pristine white work shirt unbuttoned at the top, his belt off, his tie loosened... absolute perfection. You decided to wear one of his favorite dresses of yours as a little home greeting to make the night special.
"Dinner looks amazing baby, I'm absolutely ravenous, it's been such a long dayā¦ you're wearing that dress, huh? Gorgeous. Come here, I haven't held you since this morning."
He comes behind you to hold your body, as you stir the food on the stove. He sighs in relief. His hands roam over your hips on top of your dress.. and he realizes..
Your panties are missing.
He smirks and picks up on your intentions immediately, and chuckles quietly to himself. He knows exactly what you want him to do.
"You're a needy little slut, aren't you baby? You must've missed me pretty badly. I love when you try to play coy when you so obviously crave me. My beautiful girl. I've missed you."
He gently grabs the front of your neck and chokes you from behind, and tilts your head to the side, exposing your neck to him. He's quick to latch his lips onto your sensitive skin, placing slow and torturous open mouthed kisses. You give him full access, and his mouth moves close to your ear. He licks and nibbles on your earlobe, sending goosebumps over your flesh.
He whispers into your ear. "You know exactly what you want from me... You want to be ruined, don't you? Can't even wait until dinner's over. Cock hungry little baby wants to be fucked. Where'd those panties go, hmm? Answer me."
You decide to be a brat and refuse to answer him, and he tightens his grip on your throat. You smirk to yourself, getting the exact response you wanted, and you start to close your eyes, enjoying the sensation of his lips on your neck and his hand on your throatā¦ until he startles you with an unexpected spank on your ass with his unoccupied hand.
"You think you're so tough when you don't answer me, brat. But brats always get punished. Did I tell you that you could close your eyes? No. Face forward. Eyes open. Don't let our food burn. Keep stirring. Our dinner needs to be delicious, doesn't it? You need to pay attention, sweetheart. Wouldn't want our meal to go to waste. Are you gonna behave and do as I say? You want to be fucked, don't you? Good girls who get what they want have to listen."
You whine in protest, but begrudgingly nod at his demand, and he releases your throat. He unbuttons his pants and yanks them down, shoving his briefs simultaneously. His heavy, already hard and throbbing warm cock smacks against your ass as it springs free from its suffocating confinement. He flips the back of your dress up past your hips, grabs your thighs, and forces your legs to spread slightly apart for him. He impatiently aligns himself with your entrance, your pussy aching and drenched with arousal. You arch your ass back on him, your face and eyes held forward, attempting to concentrate on the food to make sure you do as he says and play along with his little power trip game.
You do want to be fucked, after all. That was the whole point of wearing no panties. He outwitted you, though. You have to play along with his impossible rules of focusing on the cooking. You just wanted to be fucked dumb as soon as he got home, but of course, he has to challenge you.
Hyunjin is usually a man of foreplay and teasing, as his favorite hobby is making you writhe and beg for what you want in your frequent love making. His dirty talk is unmatched. He loves dominating you and forcing your bratty ass to be compliant. He loves the challenge of taming you. You love watching him get riled up when you mouth off to him. He loves torturing you with his touch, his prowess of your body and your pleasure making you succumb to him far more quickly than you'd like. You always try to hold out, to resist his ministrations as long as possible, but all efforts are proven futile against this sex demi-god of a man. He loves when you finally give in to him. His lips are the most luscious when they're moving against your own. His tongue is pure sin between your legs. His beautifully long, elegant fingers a thing of incoherent ecstacy when they're inside of you. Making you cum over and over. He sadistically loves to draw out your need to be filled with him as long as possible, watching tears of desperation pool in your eyes from how mad he drives you... until he finally caves in to his own desires, and fucks you dumb and dizzy on his cock.
No unbearable build up tonight, though. He's wired. It seems as though your overt "forgotten panties" trick drove him to primal desires, no longer caring about foreplay. The idea of implied free use of your pussy driving him completely mad.
"You're doing so good for me, obeying me just like I wanted. You must be desperate for me to fill you up, brat. You're never usually this compliant. I'm a man of my word. Hold on to the counter, pretty baby."
You barely have a chance to grab the lip of the countertop. A strangled gasp escapes you as you feel him swiftly enter you, stretching you and filling you completely without any warning. He bottoms out quickly inside of you, a throaty, sinful moan escaping his lips as he begins to set a quickened pace of shallow thrusts. He's hitting that deep spot he knows you both go crazy for.
"Fuck baby." He hisses under his breath, his voice full of desire. "You've been ready for me for awhile, huh? I can tell, you're so warm and wet for me. That's my good girl. Always so ready for me. You feel so fucking goodā¦ Bend over all the way."
He's pushing your head down, a fist full of your hair gently held in his grip. You do as he says, and you lower your body more to angle yourself better for him to take you against the counter.Ā
Ā "That's it, my little cock whore, fuck. Tell me who you belong to, babygirl."
You whimper that you belong to him, and he chuckles darkly. His thrusts increase in speed, and you try your best to grip the countertop for support.Ā Moans and whines are spilling out of you as he's relentlessly pounding your walls. Your eyes flutter closed and your head starts to lean back to give into the pleasure. He immediately notices and yanks your hair in his fist, and his other hand spanks you as a warning.
"What did I tell you, beautiful? You can't be fucked out this early, princess. I'm nowhere near done with you. Keep focused on making our delicious meal. Eyes forward. Concentrate. If you stop, I stop. I can do this for as looooong as I want. Your body is all fucking mine. You just have to play by the rules. You're mine to completely devour tonight. This pussy belongs to me. And daddy is starving."
I saw a video of Chan manhandling the other members and now I'm thinking about free use Chan so... walk with me for a moment yall
minors DNI
Chan would buy you a consent bracelet: if you're wearing it, your body is not your own.
which wrist you wear it on depends on what you're open to
left wrist means you're open to gentle free use
gentle free use is chan gently taking you against the shower wall
pushing your legs apart and eating you out first thing in the morning with slow lazy flicks of his tongue and his teeth softly scraping your clit
or fucking you with his tongue while his nose (lord that man and his beautiful fkn nose) gently nudges at your clit
whispering praises against your ear while he's fucking you
"such a good girl... I love using you just as much as you like being used"
pins you down and manhandles you... but lovingly
"That's it... take my cock, baby"
loves exploring your mouth with his tongue
loves sucking and softly biting your nipples
lazily sucks your nipples while you're on top
likes watching you suck his fingers while he's fucking you
likes feeling your hands on his biceps
heavy into slow and deep strokes
kisses all over your face while he's throttling you missionary
will snowball with you after he cums in your mouth
obsessed with eye contact
will throttle you into the mattress
so vocal
will definitely get pussy drunk and overstimulate you while he's eating your cunt greedily
will also overstimulate himself while he's pounding you until he's whining and trembling just as much as you are
right wrist means he can do his absolute worst
oh you're doing something in the kitchen? he's coming up behind you, shoving you down on the counter, and fucking you
likes that he can use you to destress
using you means fucking your throat until you're a mess of tears, spit, and cum
"fucking gag on it, bitch"
it could mean forcing himself into you before you're fully ready to receive him
means holding his hand over your mouth and nose while he's fucking you stupid
"Oh it's too much? Shut up, it isn't. Don't be a fucking crybaby over something you asked for"
loves gripping you by your throat
moves you roughly into the position he wants you in
pinches your nipples too hard
mocks you
"Oh don't push me away... fucking take it. Take my cock... oh it hurts?... Good."
loves slapping your face and spanking your ass
loves spitting on your lips and in your mouth
gets off on your tears
"Cry, little girl... yeah cry for me. you know I love seeing you fucked out and stupid for me... bet you don't even know what you're crying for at this point"
cums on your face
aftercare king
you definitely have bruises on your wrists from him pinning you down
howdy :) i'm darling. sideblog for skz nonsense. blog is rated 18+ in case i start acting up. my bias is felix but i'm not loyal.
member tags: chan / lee know / changbin / hyunjin / han / felix / seungmin / jeongin
masterlist.
sharing a bed series:
01 bang chan ; friends2lovers
02 lee know ; friends2lovers
03 seo changbin ; friends2lovers
04 hwang hyunjin ; friends2lovers
05 han jisung ; enemies2lovers
06 lee felix ; enemies2lovers
07 kim seungmin ; enemies2lovers
08 yang jeongin ; enemies2lovers
the threesome series:
01 chan/reader/seungmin
02 lee know/reader/changbin
03 han/reader/felix
04 hyunjin/reader/jeongin
other stories:
bodyguard!felix x reader (wip) ; series ; part i ; part ii ; part iii ; part iv ; part v ; part vi ; part vii ;
changbin x reader ; the accidental acquisition (of sugar)
SUMMARY
ā„ His exquisite culinary skills as the base, his wholesomeness as the main ingredient, and his magnetism as the zestāit's the perfect recipe to have a full house at his restaurant every damn day, but the packaging so doesn't impress you. You know what an absolute ass this charming young chef is back in the kitchen. Much to your dismay, after a particularly stressful night of service, you start having intense and elaborate wet dreams about him that make you question a lot of things.
And judging by how knowingly he smiles at you the morning after, it seems like he knows.
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ā» Bang Chan x afab reader ā Deviant Chef/Dream Controller AU, enemies to lovers, angst, slowburn, smut.
ā ā Not suitable for readers who might get triggered by rough play and/or themes of sexual deviance. The author chooses not to issue tags for every act to preserve tension and some element of surprise. By clicking "Keep Reading", you accept to proceed at your own risk.
ā» Reader discretion STRONGLY advised ā Adult themes, strong language, explicit sexual content, supernatural elements (dream control), self-love and anger management issues, sex as a coping mechanism, trust and intimacy building, less-than-ideal work environment, sexual tension, sexual deviance, themes of objectification & perversion, graphic fantasizing, overarching mutual corruption kink, depictions of certain kinks and fetishes which may be disturbing to some (everything is consensualāsee respective chapters where applicable).
ā» This work of fiction is intended for 18+ audiences only.
CONTENTS Ā· ćWriting in progressć
ā„ Course I
ā„ Course II
ā„ Course III
A/n: idk if that makes sense and I'm sorry if it happens to be repetitive but ! I liked to write it so yeah. As always, not proofread
Bang Chan - He's Reckless
Being the eldest sibling, eldest member and the leader of stray kids, Chan became pretty much a parental figure for many. He's always looking out for everybody, making sure everything is okay and dealing with any problem. Don't get him wrong, he loves his job and the people in his life, but sometimes it's exhausting to take care of everything. When he met you though, everything changed. He feels that he can let go. He can be reckless and ask for attention some times. Because, for once, there's someone taking care of him.
Lee Know - He's scared
Usually, he is a confident and even cocky guy. With you though, he is scared. Scared that he might lose you. Scared that his job or personality might scare you. Scared that someone out there is better than him and you'd soon find out. He can't bear to lose you, he doesn't want to imagine a life without you in it. So he'll fight each one of his fears if that means you'll be with him till the very end.
Changbin - He doesn't care
I feel like he always wants to give people the right impression. He wants to say the right thing, behave the right way and hope people will be always satisfied. But suddenly he doesn't care that much anymore. Because he already managed to impress you and you're more than satisfied. Above all of that, you love him. People's opinions are not that important after all.
Hyunjin - He's aware
Always an artist, he knew how to appreciate the beauty in the world since a young age. But since he fell for you every moment seems like an epiphany. The autumn leaves are beautiful, falling with grace. The old lady talking to a kid brings tears to his eyes for an unknown reason. He realises how the breeze is refreshing and how he loves you dearly. He thinks for a second that maybe you're the one who brought life to this world, and he is so happy that he can see all this beauty when he's with you.
Han - He doesn't think
Most of the time, he's too self conscious about his actions and his words, like he needs to be super cautious with everything. Self doubt and overthinking is part of his routine at this point, except when you're with him. You're his safe place. Whenever you're with him, he just does or says whatever he thinks and is never scared you'll judge him, because he knows you never would.
Felix - He's protective
He has a kind nature. He usually doesn't look up for confrontation and is always gentle. But then you came to his life as the most precious treasure he ever saw and now he wants to protect it. Because you're the light of his life and he'll fight anything and anyone if that means you'll be safe. He would happily be your knight in a shining armour if you asked him.
Seungmin - He's vulnerable
Most people only see his "mean" personality or how he doesn't show a lot of affection towards others. We all know he actually is really caring but when it comes to you he's also vulnerable. He doesn't care if one can perceive him as "weak", and he's not scared of oversharing by accident. When he's with you, he's made of glass, but he doesn't mind as he knows you'd never break him.
I.N - He's perfeccionist
You're the best thing to ever happen to him and he is aware of that. He wants to give his all to you and he wants you to be treated like royalty. So he is always trying his best to make sure you're treated like one. He always wants everything to be perfect, because he believes that perfect is still so little compared to what you truly deserve.
How would the members of SKZ react to you when they're drunk? Hmmmmmm...
The setting: an outdoor circular bonfire in the backyard
ALL OT8 members. Felix. Jisung. Lee Know. Hyunjin. Bangchan. Changbin. Seungmin. Jeongin.
FULL smut scenes mentioned of various types. 18+ ONLY.
enjoy ā¤ļø
šFelix
He'd be the quiet drunk, normally shy and observatory, enjoying the warm sensation of the alcohol spreading throughout his body. He'd be comfortably listening to the conversation around the fire. Especially when you spoke. You'd be across from him completely out of reach to his touch, much to his dismay. There have been many nights shared between you two. Drunk nights, sober nights, hot summer nights, cold winter nights, "baby, please come over..?" nights... and yet, somehow, nobody knew. It was still a secret you both kept sacred, your relationship unspoken and understood, hidden away from the judgmental opinions of the world. When you were in a public setting like this though, it's always hard to mask those intimate feelings while around the other members. Your whole body screams when it wants to be near him, but he always keeps his control, wanting to protect both of you, keeping his distance. His eyes would focus on you accidentally, catching your stares unintentionally, unable to look away from you as the night progresses, alcohol flowing through everyone freely. He rarely speaks the whole night, just laughing occasionally at jokes here and there, slipping in and out of focus of the various topics. You notice he can't stop looking at you, once the alcohol is overpowering his resolve. Always looking. You wouldn't be able to resist his gazes, there's something in the way that Felix looks at you that's unlike anything else you've ever felt, different from anyone else you've ever loved, his eyes searching for your thoughts...
The way his eyelids lower into a stare full of desire is enough to have your stomach clenching your core in your seat, restless. You'd bite your lip on instinct, face instantly flushed in the moment of your eyes meeting, your chest filled with butterflies. He'd watch your mouth as you chewed on your bottom lip in response, his gaze would drop down to watch each time you abused the sensitive flesh, and he'd tilt his head at you, taunting and admiring the unraveled mess you became over such a simple act. He'd smirk, understanding his effect on you, never wavering in his newfound drunken power of control. You couldn't take it anymore, needing to stand up and cool off, heading to the bathroom to run the sink faucet to pat your face with the cold water to ground yourself.
Unbeknownst to you, he made the choice to follow you into the home, watching you when you disappeared into the bathroom, waiting for you quietly outside of the door. Stealthy. Ready to attack. He's on you as soon as you walk into the hallway, walking you backwards into the bathroom that you just came out of, a finger pressed to your lips to keep you quiet until the door is closed. He grabs your wrists, holding your hands above your head against the wall, pinning your bodies together. His voice is deep against your ear, hot and heavy, and he whispers "You're gonna have to be a bit more careful than that, love. You've been so obvious tonight. You've never been good at hiding your feelings, hmmm?" He teases you, licking the shell of your ear, making you shiver in response. "It's always in your eyes. Use your words instead, and tell me what you want, sweetheart." His Australian accent is heavy on his nickname for you, knowing he drives you crazy when he talks to you that way. He's smirking when he pulls back to look at your face, knowing you can't respond verbally, knowing your body's reaction to him. Knowing he has you exactly where he wants you.
His cheeks are red, his eyes are taking in every detail of your face, the alcohol making his expression brazen, wild, and ravenous. He gives you no time to react before he kisses you, biting your bottom lip as he's fumbling to open the front of your shirt, needing to expose your tits to his hands. His rushed fingers and frenzied kisses make you weak. "mmmh, Felix, baby-," you whimper, your voice betraying you, giving away your obvious need for him.
Felix hums against your lips, whispering against them, "Pretty baby, look at you, so needy... be my good girl, and stay quiet for me, sweetheart, we don't have much time."
He grabs your hair, tilts your face, and presses hot kisses against your neck, making your legs buckle and your head dizzy. You mewl in response, gripping onto his shoulders tightly, as he's making you a squirming, panting, pathetic little mess. He trails a hand up your skirt, his mouth clashing on your lips as he shoves your underwear down, hissing at how wet you've already become. He traces two fingers up your slit, finds your entrance, and begins to fuck you on his fingers against the wall. The moans that escape you are loud, overpowering the heavy breathing in the room, and his unoccupied hand sneaks his thumb into your mouth for you to suck to force you to be quiet. "Good girl, sweetheart." He maintains eye contact as you suck on his thumb, his erection pressing painfully against his pants, his deep voice driving you mad as he finger fucks you to a release, sending electric shocks through your body, swallowing up your sounds as he replaces his thumb with his mouth, kissing you hotly, tongue swallowing your cries. He's not done though.
He's driven wild with his love and his lust for you, a fully primal need taking over his body, and he pushes you up against the sink, bending you over as your face hovers close to the mirror. He grabs the tits popping out of your shirt that he unbuttoned earlier, grinding hotly against you. He makes quick work of his zipper and groans in frustration that he can't get inside you fast enough. You stay still for him, anxious for him to be buried into you just as badly as he is, and you're looking at him in the mirror when he finally enters you without mercy. Your eyes meet in the mirror, both of you groaning at the erotic indirect eye contact, and he thoroughly loses himself thrusting inside of you, hips bucking on their own accord. You watch his face as he fucks you in front of the mirror, his mouth open, his eyes rolling back, feeling his deep groans push you closer and closer to a second release as he chases his high. "Love you so much, 'sweetheart." the raw emotion tumbling from his lips, as he switches his hold on your tits to grab your arms, your hands now behind your back as he uses them for his grip to pound his hips deeper, his cock hitting so far into your core that it feels unreal, unworldly. It's so good that pleasure like this overwhelms you, tears in your eyes with how much you feel, your eyes full of emotion while you both look at each other in the mirror, chasing your simultaneous release together as you can say nothing but 'I love you', over and over and over.
šJisungie
He would be the drunk that would observe you all night, admiring the way you laughed, noticing when your drink was empty to fetch you another, and would be using any excuse to sit beside you just so your legs might touch. He's intoxicated from the smell of your perfume as you walk by, as well as the alcohol in his cup, and the touch of your skin from sitting so close is overwhelming all of his senses. He'd be hard just from those touches you weren't aware of, and he'd frequently have to adjust his sitting position as to not draw suspicion to his situation. He'd eventually work up the courage to draw a circle on your thigh while the group is talking, hidden from view from the others. The sudden touch, completely unexpected, lighting your entire body on fire. You'd touch his hand in response, and only then you'd look over and realize how he'd been quietly suffering being so close next to you, his cheeks flushed, his lip in between his teeth, and his other hand covering the quickly forming bulge hidden under his pants.
You'd grab his hand, pulling him from his seat, pretending to walk to get another drink together, but instead, you'd shove him against the wall on the side of the house away from any possible onlookers. His desire painfully pressing against his pants, he'd look at you incredulously, asking what you were doing, until his eyes widen in realization when you've sunk down onto your knees in the grass making quick work of his zipper. The next thing he sees is stars under his eyelids as you take him in your mouth, and he loses himself completely, thrusting down your throat as if he's been starving to do it for months, a needy desperation coming over him. He keeps silent as you work him, and finally opens his eyes to watch you, quickly succumbing to such an erotic sight below him.
šLeeKnow
The sarcastic, energetic one of the group, encouraging everyone to shotgun a beer with him, he'd sneak a hand around your waist in moments no one's watching, he'd be the one that would get a thrill at risky PDA in front of the guys, stealing kisses from you whenever he could. It would start off with an innocent kiss to the cheek, and once he'd see how cute you'd blush, overwhelmed at the sudden affection, it would become his mission to keep teasing you. His eyes would meet you in the glow of the bonfire, crinkled with mischievousness as his touches kept getting more bold, as more alcohol would be giving him the courage to experiment. As you're sitting around the bonfire with the group, you feel his hand drape behind your seat. You pay no mind until you suddenly feel his hand drop, touching your back, exploring the bottom of your shirt. You feel his fingers creeping in, touching the skin on your back, and it feels like fire. He'd see goosebumps erupt onto your skin, watching your eyes widen, and he'd whisper to you "Shhhh. Stay still. They don't see a thing." And for some reason, you'd listen.
He then draws circles on the bare skin of your back, drifting up to your bra line, teasing the fabric against your skin, pinching it in his fingers to draw it back slightly so it slaps quietly against your back. You gasp, and he's shushing you again. This time you glare at him, and before you say anything, he says, "What? You want me to stop?" not looking at you when he says it, his eyes are facing forward, still looking like he's engaged in conversation. A smirk on his face as he knows you have no answer to that, and his hand drifts downward, coming out of your shirt to grip the curve of your ass instead. He sees you shift your legs in response. Satisfied with his teasing, he whispers in your ear.
"Go to my room. I'll be there in 15 minutes so it's not suspicious."
šHyunjinie
Drunk Jinnie is an incredibly frustrating man to figure out. Extroverted when needed, yet mysterious and quiet in his thoughts. Most of the evening would be spent sitting directly across from each other in the circle, your heated gazes meeting across the flames of the fire, his eyes watching you as you purposely flirt with the other members to get a reaction from Hyunjin. Whispering into Chan's ear, but keeping your eyes on Hyunjin as you do it. Letting Chan grip your thigh for a few seconds too long. Giggling at Chan's jokes. Chan has always known the secret between you and Jinnie, but he loves the teasing game as well, ever a flirt, drinking happily, chattering with his buddies as you try and get Jinnie to react. Chan can tell you're being intentionally provocative, he looks at Hyunjin gazing at you. This is a game to you. Chan chuckles beside you, playing along with your antics. You're trying to make Hyunjin's resolve crack. You want him jealous, and Jinnie knows your devious plan. He doesn't cave. His eyes remain calm, even, and unaffected. Seemingly bored. You huff to yourself. Instead of anger or jealousy, he's smirking, bemused at your defiant bratty actions, secretly knowing none of the other men know how to make you cum like he can. That none of them compare to him. That they never will. Even if they had a chance with you, you'd always come back to Hyunjin, a drug you can't quit, an addiction you can't break.
He sees you exhale a frustrated sigh, getting up to go to the house to grab some snacks. You no longer want to watch him keep neutral as you try to rile him up. That's just no fun and he's so frustratingly good at the game you both play. His stupid, handsome, gorgeous face making you scowl at how easy he gets under your skin. He follows silently behind you as if he's hunting his prey. The next moment, he has you snatched in a bedroom, his hand closing softly on your neck, kissing you so deeply it has your head spinning. Before you have time to react, he's already bent you over in front of him, pushing you up against the side of a bed, a fist of your hair in his hand. You immediately submit to him. "Did you get to have your fun, little brat? That was quite a show for me." His hand comes down to slap across your right ass cheek, making you squeak in surprise. Hyunjin doesn't often get rough, and you realize, you did succeed in your mission. Quite effectively.
"You know you're mine, right?" Another smack. "I own this pussy, brat. I own you." Another slap, and he grabs the curve of your ass, palming and rubbing the handprint sting on your skin. It makes you arch your back, gasping at the slight sensation of the leftover pain, as he's never disciplined you quite like this before. "Such a needy little slut tonight, aren't you?" he says, his tone mocking you, as the alcohol keeps making him say the filthiest things as he presses his throbbing cock against your panties. He angrily pushes his pants down, letting them pool around his feet, and roughly spreads your legs open as he's holding you from behind. He places a hand on your shoulder so your face is down in the bed, as he lifts up your lower body to tease against his cock. Next thing you know, he's ripping the fabric of your panties, effectively destroying them as he swiftly enters you with no other warning. He's already throwing his head back in bliss, fucking you from behind at a fast pace, you've been dripping wet as soon as his lips were on yours and he can't help but let go of himself as he slips in and out of you with ease. You start moaning far too loudly, and his hand quickly covers over your mouth as he sternly tells you to be quiet. His pace is fast and aggressive for so long, feeling like you'll break, but you can never get enough of him, even if your legs turn to jelly rendering you unable to walk the next day. It's always been firey hot passion with him. It's an undeniable chemistry between you that always has you wanting, never satiated of him.
The alcohol just makes his stamina last even longer, as he relentlessly uses you, edging you to your almost euphoria as he feels you tighten, knowing he's about to push you over, as he's done so many times before. But suddenly, his hips stop completely, and he leans down with his mouth next to your ear. He's panting hard, and you whine at his stopped hips. He says your name, voice barely a whisper, deep and hoarse. "I didn't say you could come yet, baby. You've been so bad tonight. You're not allowed to finish until I say so, pretty girl. That's your punishment. We're done when I say we are, and that's not any time soon." He presses a kiss to your neck, and begins to rock his hips deep and torturously slow into you, dropping his head against your shoulder, moaning from the most sensual, primal core of him. A shiver courses through his body, and you feel it against your skin, suddenly feeling hot and unable to breathe. The change of his pace makes the ache so good between you two, an ache only he can ever create. He's sighing against your skin, placing slow kisses across your back. "I can never get enough of you." He moans, his hips stroking into you nice and slow. The way he moves his hips is truly the most dangerous thing about his intimacy, he easily finds and hits the spots nobody else could ever satisfy. You're a trembling, whiny mess underneath him, fully immersed in his dominance, the air sticky and sweet between you. He hungrily claims you and worships your body, exactly how he wants to, all on his terms tonight. He's filling all of you entirely. You're so lost in each other that you don't know where his body ends and yours begins. The two of you completely disappear from the group that's still happily drinking outside, not returning back to the bonfire for the rest of the night.
šChannie
He's the wild card. He's also the most talkative. He's asking you question after question, seemingly unable to stop, the alcohol giving him the courage to finally ask you things he's been wondering about you. He watches your face, and his eyes are constantly lingering on your mouth as you answer him, his body leaning towards you against his own will, like a magnet. He stays with you by the fire all night, drinking and talking with you til the rest went to bed. Once they all leave, his hand reaches out to touch your leg as you're facing each other, and he rests his palm on your knee that has a hole ripped in the jeans. He's absently fiddling with the loose threads, still maintaining eye contact and fully absorbed in everything you say, and mid sentence your face falters. You look down, and he's moved a finger up into the rip of the jeans, touching the bare skin of your knee underneath. When you look back up, his stare is different. His eyes are burning, his mouth slightly open, his breathing a bit uneven from the alcohol in his body. His face is flush from the drunkenness he feels, mostly from the intoxication of your proximity.
You bite your lip in response to the seemingly innocent caress on your knee, easily affected by his touch. His eyes watch the movement of your mouth, finally snapping into action as soon as he saw your tongue dart out to wet your lips. His body betraying him, caving into his intense desire to kiss you, and he fiercely locks his lips with yours, bringing a hand to the back of your head to pull you close so he could feel the full pressure of you against his mouth. He'd start to get greedy, becoming hot and heavy into the kiss, until he realizes there is no rush. There is nothing but you two. He slows down, deliberately taking his time now, languidly kissing you as if nothing else existed in that moment. The tenderness of his change in pace makes you whimper, lacing your arms around his neck, wanting to be as close to him as possible. He gets the hint and pulls you into his lap, your jeans riding up as he's settling you down onto him, and once you're in the locked position, you feel the pulse of his bulging cock, straining from beneath its prison. Both of you realize at the same time that there's only a few layers of fabric left between you.
"God, you're so addicting, I've wanted this all night." His hands are roaming your body, exploring your soft curves, squeezing and testing and teasing. You grind into him, and his moan of response is needy, vocal, and raw. He doesn't care that you're outside. He lays completely down on his back, your body following him as he's bringing your face with him, kissing your lips. You're straddling him as you hover over his face, but one of his arms holds your neck down so he can keep kissing you deep and dizzy, opening your mouth to his. He forces you to bear all of your weight on him, he mumbles against your mouth. "I've got you baby, don't worry. Just lay on me and let me do the rest."
You keep kissing, but you're soon gripping at his shirt, needing to be closer, whining at the lack of skin contact, and he understands you want it off. He throws it over his head, reconnecting with you quickly, and you feel his heartbeat thundering beneath you, the heat of his skin searingly hot. Your lips collide clumsily, and you're fumbling with his belt, having difficulty releasing it from his waist, and he chuckles against your lips, "Your noises are so cute when you're not getting what you want fast enough." He makes quick work of his pants and slips them down just enough to expose himself, rubbing against you. You detatch from him unwilling to rip your jeans off your legs, eager and anxious, and crawl back on top of him, nothing but your thong left in the way. You moan and close your eyes, unexpectedly feeling how soaked you are through the fabric. You're sure he can feel it too, and you get embarrassed, knowing how badly your body is screaming for him.
"Mmmm, princess, what'sa matter? You seem nice and ready, baby. Tell me you're ready for me." You glance down at him, his eyes are teasing as he's biting his lip, he's enjoying the torture you're feeling. He's been driving you crazy all night, the way he looks at you is enough to get you off even without touching. Your voice is quiet, embarrassment flooding your cheeks as you shut your eyes, "I'm ready, Chan, I can't take this anymore." you all but whimper, and that's all he needs, as he moves the soaked panties to the side, teasing against your entrance. Your eyes are still closed, as you feel him rub himself against you, and your face is screwed into an expression of desperation. You can barely focus. "Look at me, beautiful. Give me those pretty eyes", he orders softly. Your eyes snap open to look at him from his gentle command, pleading him with your gaze, as his face reflects the same desire as yours.
"Say please, sweetheart." His breath is coming out quickly, his eyes intense, as he holds his cock, preventing you from sliding down and enveloping him. "Anything you want, princess. It's all yours, baby. Just say please." He whispers.
"Please, Channie," the whine is unlike you, never having heard your voice this desperate before. He moves his hand and enters you as soon as the words leave your lips. He braces himself and pauses at the sensation, closing his eyes to fully experience the feeling of being so deeply buried inside you. You both are in the moment of the fullness between your bodies, your warmth suffocating on top of his own, his hands keeping you locked against him. He grinds experimentally while he's still at the deepest point, and the sound you let out sends him over the edge of what was left of his self control. His hips move back, dragging himself out of you, and he begins to thrust, slowly moving underneath you, and he's so overwhelmed that he harshly grips your hips as he fucks you, going as deep as possible for every thrust into you. He keeps your body held still above him, and lowers your face back down to him and kisses you. You cry out against his lips, the feeling of him moving inside you too much to handle.
"Shhhh, just hold on to me love, let me do it. Let me make you feel good, baby. Let go of it all, give yourself to me." You obey, fully trusting him with your body, and he feels you relax your muscles against him. He continues to rut his hips upward, over and over, as you keep your body still while he's doing all the work, holding you tightly as he loses full control in you, both of you not caring where you were, or who might see you fuck in front of the fire, the risk exhilarating and powerful. You feel completely safe, and so incredibly turned on, realizing Chan is the type of man who wants to do all the work, wants you to be a pillow princess, and craves your pleasure as much as his own, and wants to worship your body like a gift. You make love that night under the moon so many times you lost count. His name becomes a permanent prayer on your lips.
šChangbin
He absolutely would be the showboat of the entire group. He'd want to play the risky games of spin the bottle and Never Have I ever, specifically making sure to pick on you and make you blush at any opportunity he could. He'd also be the one to challenge everyone to arm wrestles, and when it would be your turn with him he'd hold your eye contact and pretend like he was struggling in the wrestle just so he could hold your hand longer and make you flustered. Once the seal of physical contact was open, he'd make any excuse to make it keep happening, following you around wherever you went. He'd lightly shove your shoulder to throw your tipsy body off balance just so he could grab around your hip tightly to keep you standing. He'd flick your thigh randomly in the middle of conversation just to start the cat and mouse game of winner versus loser. By the end of the night he'd be ravenous to play wrestle in bed with you, too pent up from the silly little games all night.
šSeungmin
Is the quiet caretaker of the group. He takes his time drinking slowly, and would attend to your every need before you even said something. He'd keep count of how many drinks you've had, he'd observe your eyes to gauge your level of drunkenness. He'd be the one to hold you up and carry you back home at the end, even with his own tipsiness. He'd be the one to help you get ready for bed, taking your shoes off, helping with your make up, making sure you had water on your bedside, helping you with the stubborn buttons of your shirt. He'd be the one to protect your honor when you'd grab for him and kiss him. He'd kiss you back, but he'd also tell you he doesn't want to take advantage of you, and he'd lay beside you and hold you as you slept. When you wake up in the middle of the night, sober, coming back to your senses, he'd wake as he would feel you stir beside him. You'd push back against him, quietly telling him a thank you for taking care of you when you were drunk, and he kisses the back of your head and tells you, "Always." The sweetness of him is too much, and you feel your hips instinctively tease the bulge you feel against your ass. He groans as his body has an immediate reaction, caving into his desire knowing you're fully yourself again and able to consent, and the two of you spend the rest of the early hours of the morning lazily curing each other's hangovers.
šJeongin
When he's drunk, he's able to finally let go and his intrusive thoughts seem to have no filter. He's a lightweight, getting drunk after a beer and a half, and he'd be the one cackling at silly jokes, being able to genuinely be himself. You'd find yourself laughing with him, seeing him able to let loose like that, and he'd be the one too shy to make a move, but would still want physical contact. He'd hold up his to hand to compare hand sizes, he'd want to stand up back to back to see who was taller, he'd be the one to compare arms and legs to see if you have matching freckles. You'd be the one to kiss his cheek first, and he'd be startled, his expression changing from shock to desire within seconds. He'd meet your eyes with a heated gaze after you withdrew, the dam of affection finally cascading open. His lips would crash onto yours, his whimper escaping past his lips at the sensation, and his hands would move on their own accord to tangle in your hair. You'd break apart, looking at each other, panting, both of you blushing and shy, nervously giggling, carefully exploring the new butterflies that erupt from the touch of each other's skin. You spend the rest of the night slowly discovering each other's bodies, quietly laughing as you both are giddy with the experience, spending all night together in an intimate, hazy, heated bliss.
Brief summary: Hyunjin has a *special* art project in mind with you, and he needs your help desperately.
Story contains: explicit sexual themes, brat, dom, self recording
Rating: SMUT, MA
18+/MINORS DNI
Itās a lazy afternoon, a warm and slow Autumn day. Your eyelids start to close as you rest on the couch, waiting to succumb to the nap thatās about to overtake you. Today was such a cozy day. No tasks needing done, no plans for once, and no chores needing completed. It wouldāve been a perfect dayā¦Ā Except Hyunjin wasnāt here. Early in the morning, he said he had to run a few errands, butā¦ he was far too excited when he said that. You decided to let him have his fun though, seeing that excitement means whatever it is, is important. Noticing he was in a rush, you didn't ask any questions. He kissed your cheek and practically ran out the door.
Ā āIāll be back soon, I promise!! Wait for me!āĀ
It was getting close to evening. You donāt usually worry about him, he texts you if something is wrong. You sigh, shifting your position on the couch and ready to take a short nap, as that would make time pass by quicker.Ā
Your phone pings.Ā
āIām headed home, Iām so sorry I took so long! I have so much to show you! Get dressed. I have a surprise.ā
A surprise? Well, surprises are always welcome.Ā You text him back:
āWhatās the theme for the evening? You always know whatās best to pick.āĀ
The response is almost instant and your phone pings, but this time, it's an audio message. You listen to him speak as you can hear his fast footsteps,
āWear that one dress I love so much, baby. I have an idea. Can you wear a robe over it, though? I'll explain why when I get there. I just.. won't be able to focus.. and I need to focus, I need your help with something. Please do as I say and be good for me.. I know you wanna tease me, brat. And trust me, it always fucking works... You drive me crazy. This is important to me though. Behave for me, just this once? āĀ
You huff at his response but bite your lip, knowing heās right. He knows you so well though, he knows how much you enjoy teasing him while you wear that dress. You think about disobeying, but.. , he really does seem excited about something, and you want him to have his fun, too. He never really pleads like this. Mentioning that it was important to him means serious business.
āIāll behave, Hyun.ā you text back.
Another audio message pops up.
āGood girl. Iāll be home in 20 minutes.ā
Well, so much for napping. That woke you right up as if you just chugged an entire vat of coffee. Excited, you rush to the bedroom, immediately knowing the dress he spoke of. He always had such good taste in fashion. He frequently would give suggestions for what to wear and would help you choose outfits, and he often liked to match you in colors and styles when you went out together. You trust his judgment when he tells you to put something on. He knows your body and what looks good clinging on your curves. You find the garment, a cream colored silk dress with tiny straps, that bows at the cleavage, and clings at the hips. The way the fabric shifts in the light looks like flowing liquid. Itās such a luxurious piece. Itās a show stopping high end designer brand dress that Hyunjin bought you for your first anniversary. He spoils you so much, but he especially spoiled you that day. The dress wasnāt cheap by any means. After an entire day of making meaningful memories, you went shopping together, and he was the one that spotted the dress and picked it out. As soon as he saw it on you, he told you to get changed, knowing you didnāt need to try on anything else. Heās been obsessed with it ever since. He makes sure itās well taken care of, as it always gets professionally dry cleaned after itās been worn.Ā
Ā Itās such a flattering shape. It really highlights the plumpness of your chest, the curve of your ass, and the dips of your hips. Itāsā¦ extremely short. It rests right below the bottom of your cheeks. When you wear this in public, Hyunjin likes to drape whatever coat heās wearing on your shoulders, claiming you as his. He finds a lot of satisfaction seeing you in that provocative dress with his jacket, which is far too big on you. His protective instincts kick in, knowing how gorgeous you are. Donāt get me wrong, he absolutely loves showing you off in public, knowing how good the two of you look together. But this dress is his weakness. This is a dress he only lets you wear when he reserves an entire restaurant for a private dining experience. He wants to be the only one to see you this way, and heās extremely possessive when you wear it. Itās surprising he hasnāt done any damage to it yet. Just thinking about what the night could possibly entail leaves you so pleasantly anxious. You feel your stomach fluttering, knowing heāll be driven mad over the sight of you soon.Ā
As you slip the dress on, a thought comes to you. Though you have to wear a robe when he gets home, he never said anything aboutā¦. Underwear. You giggle to yourself, and take off both the bra and panties you usually wear for this. He can suffer tonight. Youāll make sure of that. Satisfied with your choice, you grab your house robe and put it on, then get to work on your hair and make up. You curl your long hair with just a few waves, and you keep it nice and soft and elegant with the make up look, nothing too dark. While youāre putting on the finishing touches of mascara, you hear the door open.
āBaby, cāmere!āĀ
Your heart leaps at the happiness in his voice, and you run to the living room to greet him.
He has lots of bags in his hands, but also has a camera strapped around his neck. You donāt remember him leaving home earlier with a cameraā¦Ā
You give him a quick kiss to greet him, and he puts the bags down on the dining table.Ā
āSo, I got an email this morning that the brand new camera Iāve been waiting for was finally in stock! It was at that one store down the street that we went to that one time, they have so many cool lensesā¦ I picked up a new wide angle lens. I was so excited that I couldnāt wait to try it out. I've been running around the city all day, taking photosā¦ I canāt wait to show you and see what you think. I took quite a few that youād like. Oh! After I got done taking photos, I went to the art store on the way home and bought more canvases! I think iām going to try acrylic or watercolor paint this time, but I couldn't decide, so I kinda went overboard and bought everythingā¦āĀ
You giggle at him, heās truly nerding out right now, and you love that he can show you his excitement over his hobbies. You both are artists, so itās a shared love that you two bond over. You mainly do photography, while his normal medium is painting and sketching. He recently got into photography, so to see him so inspired to create art just melts you. Hyunjin glows when his face shows he loves doing something.Ā
āIām happy for you, Hyunnie. I bet you took some amazing photos today.āĀ
After heās taken the camera off his neck and set it down, he walks towards you and wraps you in his warm embrace. He smells like.. the smell of outside. He smells like the scent of leaves and crisp Autumn air. You embrace him in return, and he puts a hand on your cheek and starts giving you happy little kisses as he mumbles against your lips.
āI-ā kissĀ āhave-ā kiss Ā āan-āĀ kiss ā-idea.āĀ
You laugh at his assault of kisses, returning his enthusiasm.Ā
āTell me, Iāve been dying to hear.āĀ
He pulls away from your lips as he holds you around your waist. Heās gazing intently at your face, looking at your eyes. He looks a little nervous now.Ā
āI want to photograph you tonight. Itās been a long time since weāve gotten to be creative together. I want to paint the pictures I take of you.āĀ
You smile back at him, āThat sounds like a ton of fun actually, where do you wanna go? The leaves are so pretty this time of year, the reds and oranges just now started to show, we could go to the parkā¦ā
āNo,ā he interrupts you, āweāre not leaving the house tonight.āĀ
Oh.
He continues, āI want to photograph youā¦ in the shower. With that dress on. The new lens I bought is perfect for water shots.āĀ
Oh.Ā
The look in his eyes is pleading. That definitely took you by surprise. He must really want this. He doesnāt really ever ask you for anything, heās usually carefree about choices between you two and if you say yes or no to ideas. Butā¦ he must be craving this. You never know how an artist will envision a scene. It seems like heās been envisioning this, a lot, and the desire is blatantly apparent in his eyes as they search for your answer. He notices you hesitating.Ā Ā
āIāll buy that dress again for you, I promise. Ask me for anything. Itās yours. Please do this for me, baby. I need to paint how beautiful you are.āĀ
Well fuck, when he puts it that way, how can you say no? He asked so nicely, too.Ā
āLetās do it, Hyunnie. Youāll have to direct me though, okay? I want you to get the right shot.āĀ
His face lights up and he swiftly picks you up, you shriek at the surprise and your legs automatically lock around his waist so youāre held securely. His large hands support your legs while he carries you to the bathroom, as heās profusely thanking you for being open minded to the idea of being so vulnerable in front of the camera for him.
He sets you down on your feet in the bathroom and says, āNow turn the shower on for me, my gorgeous girl. Go ahead and take the robe off. Iām gonna go grab the camera, and grab the music speaker as well. We should play some music, maybe itāll help us both relax.ā He scurries off, and you giggle at his chaotic retreat. You do as he says though, shrugging off the robe as you turn the shower on. It canāt get too steamy in the bathroom, or else itāll fog the lens, so you leave the water on lukewarm. The main bathroom of the home is huge, itās actually quite gorgeous. The walls are white and the flooring is white tile as well. The lights in the room create a warm glowing ambience, and thereās large windows right before the view of the shower.. The shower itself has clear glass shower doors, and is big and spacious. Thereās a huge tub in here as well, with enough room for two. Golden hour lighting is currently filtering into the room, the sunset beginning to peak outside.Ā
Hyunjin comes back in the bathroom, concentrated on setting up the equipment. He looks up at you, finally seeing you in the dress. He takes a moment to admire you, his eyes slowly drifting up and down on your body, head to toe. His eyes rest on your breasts. They widen in realization. He knows you arenāt wearing a bra underneathā¦ You tease him.
āIām not wearing panties, either.āĀ
He makes eye contact with you. His gaze is full of heat, and you see him blush.Ā He looks away, a little embarrassed that he's already getting worked up so easily, and has to push down the growth currently happening in his pants. āFuck, You little brat... You had to go and tease me already, huh?." He looks at you again, biting his lip. "This is gonna beā¦. difficult for me.āĀ He swallows, you can tell he's struggling while he's trying to gain self control.
You smirk at him.Ā
āGood.āĀ
He groans.Ā
You turn around and walk towards the shower, waiting patiently for his instructions. You look at him, tilting you head with feigned innocence and ask,
āAre we ready to get started, Hyunjinnie?ā
Ā He loves that specific nickname. You know this. You wanted him to suffer tonight, afterall.
He lets out a frustrated breath, and mutters, "Ugh, fuck..." he sits on his chair and closes his eyes, bringing his hand up to his face to hide it from view, seemingly at war with himself.
He commands, quietly, "Donāt step in yet. Come here for a second, baby.āĀ
You smirk and obey for once, and he beckons you to sit on his lap. He envelops your frame, his large hands gliding along the silk dress, relishing the feel of the fabric under his fingers. He reaches for your face, one hand on the back of your neck and the other cupping your cheek as he pulls you in for a hot, lingering kiss. You whimper at the intensity of his desire, you can tell how bad heās already burning for you. His head dips down to your neck, and he languidly kisses it with an open mouth, his tongue brushing against your skin. He kisses his way close to your ear and whispers, āThank you for doing this, sweetheart. Youāre gonna do so good for me, I can already tellā¦ you're too beautiful, you know that? My gorgeous, perfect baby...āĀ His voice is low and deep, and the heat between your legs aches. You can tell how aroused he is, you feel him hard and hot through his pants as you sit on his lap. You groan in response, ready to just forget the entire photoshoot, but he gently kisses your neck for one last time before pulling away.Ā
āYou ready, pretty girl?āĀ
Head hazy, you nod and shakily stand back up.Ā
āIām gonna miss that dressāĀ he whispers.
You laugh, knowing how conflicted he must be that this will most likely ruin such an expensive, delicate piece of clothing.Ā He must've been saying his final goodbyes to it while you were on his lap.
You nervously step into the shower, and he starts up some music. He turns on some slow, seductive tunes. You understand the mood heās trying to go for. He wants sensual.Ā
āTell me what to do, Jinnie.ā You say quietly.
His voice is gentle. āAlright pretty girl, go ahead and step under the stream with just the dress.. Hold off on dipping your hair and face, letās keep that dry just for the time being.āĀ
You obey and follow his direction, and the water hits the silk dress. The fabric immediately clings to your body, the light cream color of the dress turning completely transparent as it gets wet. Goosebumps show up on your skin at the change in temperature, and you feel your nipples harden under the wet silk. You pose for him and look directly at the camera, and you can see him peek up from the camera to look at you, in awe of the beautiful image in front of him. You look like a marble statue of a goddess, the way the fabric clings onto you, the water accentuating every detail of you.Ā
āFuck, baby, youāre so gorgeous. All for me. So fucking gorgeous.... Iāll never get enough of you.āĀ
He shifts around the glass doors, getting the shots he wants as he directs you to tilt your head, raise your arms, close your eyesā¦Ā
You get fully immersed in the mood, the creativity affecting you, no longer feeling nervous or shy. You slip the straps of the dress off your shoulders and look up at him through the camera, keeping your face as sultry as possible. The shutter clicks away as he goads you on with encouragement. Feeling satisfied with those shots, you ask him,Ā
āShould I dip my head now?āĀ
āYes, love. God, please do.āĀ
You slowly place your head under the stream of the showerhead, as the water drips down your face and hair. It finally hits you mentally, how erotic this is, how incredibly sensual and hot this is, and you feel so completely powerful in this moment. Your eyes lock on Hyunjin through the glass door, and he can tell immediately that your energy has changed. Your gaze is burning with fire. You smirk at him, and your hands glide slowly down your body to touch yourself on top of the soaked dress.Ā
Hyunjin forgets he has a camera for a moment, entranced by your movements. He canāt look away. He stumbles a bit which makes him remember heās supposed to be taking photos, and reorients himself, knowing he has to capture the moment correctly. He praises you.
āThatās it baby, thatās my perfect girl. Get into it. You know how fucking hot you are, donāt you? Be a pretty little slut for daddy. You do such a good job for me, my little brat.ā
Ah. The magic words.Ā
You moan and close your eyes as one hand touches your breast, while the other hand drifts down to your aching heat. You arch against the glass shower wall, giving him a full view. Your hair is chaotic, strands of it plastered on your face and your shoulders, and you feel suffocated.Ā
You need to be naked. Thereās too much on you. You need to take it off. Right now.Ā
Knowing heās had enough shots of the dress, you grab the hem of the dress, and start to peel the fabric off of you, grimacing at just how stuck it is on your body. You finally pull it over your head and drop the dress on the shower floor.Ā Finally free of the fabric, you tilt your head back under the shower, letting the water cascade again over your long hair and fully exposed body. You prop yourself up against the wall and pose beautifully, but there's no sound of the camera clicking.
You look at Hyunjin, and the poor man looks so dazed. He looks like he forgot he was there... his mind looks lost in another world, as if youāre not real right in front of him. His own personal strip performance. Heās so entranced in watching you, eyes wide open, absentmindedly touching himself over his jeans, camera slack in the other hand.Ā
āFocus, Hyunnie.āĀ
That snaps him out of it and he growls, picking up the camera begrudgingly, and you can tell he wonāt hold out much longer without touching you. You go back to posing for him, completely wet and naked, pressing against the glass, making it fog up.Ā
āThatās it, baby, my God.ā You hear the shutter of the camera work fast.Ā
You press your nipples against the door and lick the glass, knowing heās about to go insane getting that shot on camera. You hear the shutter go nuts, as Hyunjin struggles to keep concentrated.Ā
āWeāre done,ā he commands. āOut. Now. I need you, baby.ā
You need him just as badly. You turn off the water, completely satisfied, knowing you did your job well.Ā
When you step out of the shower, he has a towel ready for you. He wraps your body in it, and as soon as itās covering you he captures your mouth in a hard, searing kiss that makes your head spin. Heās ravenous. Goosebumps erupt on your body, making you shiver.Ā
He pulls away, ready to take you right then and there, but notices youāre shiveringā¦
āLet me go get another towel for your hair, little baby, youāre soaking wet.ā Without second thought, he leaves the bathroom to grab a fresh towel from the laundry room. Hot and heavy Hyunjin always turns you on, but considerate and loving Hyunnie makes the insatiable fire even worse. You shut off the music, and spot his camera sitting on the chair where he just was.
An ideaā¦. hits you.Ā
With the towel still wrapped around your body, you grab the camera, and walk into the bedroom.
You place the camera down on the nightstand. You begin drying your body off when Hyunjin walks into the room, towel in his hand.Ā
āLet me.āĀ
The look on his face is full of love, and he walks over and begins to dry you off, putting slow kisses on your neck and shoulders as he does it, taking his time.
āYou did so good for me in there, baby. Those shots were amazing. That was absolutely perfect. Let Daddy take care of you now, pretty girl.āĀ
He picks you up gently, his strong arms holding you effortlessly, and lays you down on your back, head cradled by the pillow. He crawls on the bed, hovering over your body. His gaze on you is soft and needy.
The feeling of anticipation runs through you as he opens the towel, exposing your naked body to him. The cold air hits your semi-damp skin, and he sees you shiver. He sits up quickly to take off his shirt, then lowers himself back down to you, engulfing you in his warm skin. He lays there for a moment, letting you steal his heat. He peppers your collarbone with gentle kisses, and begins to slowly make his way down. Stopping at your breasts, he gives both nipples a kiss, and continues to drag his mouth down the front of you. Heās immersed in you, completely, eyes closed in bliss, kissing down your stomach. He drifts his large hands down your naked thighs while he kisses down your navel, until his hands reach your knees.
He pushes your legs up, fully exposing your aching heat to his lustful eyes. Youāre completely soaking wet for him..Ā
"Aww, brat... Look at you." He bites his lip as he admires your cunt, speaking in his teasing, deep voice. "This little pussy wants me so badly... You need Daddy, don't you? Look how pretty this pussy is, dripping wet and ready for me... you're a mess, little baby. We can't have that now, can we?"
He lowers his face to your cunt, making you squirm with his hot breath.
While heās not looking at you, you realizeā¦. Nowās your chance.Ā
You try your best to not shift much, as you grasp for the camera right beside you on the night stand. You quietly turn it on, and begin to set up the settings. His mouth is kissing on the innermost part of your thighs, then glides to the outside of your lips, completely unaware of what youāre plotting. You hold the camera up to your face, and once you see the view in front of you through the lens it sets your body completely on fire. He looks so good, eating you.
You feel his mouth capture your clit. The moan you let out is straight up gutteral, and you click the shutter button of the camera.Ā
Hyunjin snaps his gaze to you, without moving his head from your pussy.. His eyes widen when he realizes you have the camera out.Ā Ā
āKeep going, Hyunnie. Itās my turn. Make me yours.ā You breathe at him.Ā
āFuck, pretty girl. Are you sure?ā He hesitates, though you can tell how badly he wants to continue.
āI need to watch you fuck me with that mouth, Daddy.ā
His eyes roll back as he groans into your cunt, his tongue swiping the entire length of you from your entrance to your clit.
He looks up at you while his mouth is lingering against your pussy and gently spreads your legs as far as they can go, giving him maximum exposure for his mouth. "My naughty little brat..." he whispers, dipping his head back down to worship you.
He begins to devour you with a loving passion, his tongue swirling as he sucks the sensitive bud of your clit, his lips gliding against you, making you dizzy. He knows exactly how you like it, and there's nothing else in this world that he loves more than making you feel good. He's so experienced to your pleasure... He would spend days doing this if he could. You begin taking photos of him this way, trying not to let your head fall back and give in to the overwhelming sensations of greedy need and lust. You moan his name, and his gaze sets back on you. He looks into the camera with blazing hot eye contact, as he languidly makes love to you with his mouth. Itās deliberately slow. He wants you to capture him devouring you. You shakily take the photos of him lapping at your cunt, barely able to concentrate on the framework, and you see his eyes smirk at you. He's watching you fumble with the camera, he knows you're struggling to focus on your task. He chuckles against you, and suddenly, you feel his tongue plunge inside your desperate little cunt. Your body flushes all over, and you arch your back, begging for him to take more of you.Ā
āMore, daddy, please. I need you. I need more. Please.ā
He sits up a little and takes one hand off of your leg, and drags it down your heat to wet his fingers.Ā
āWhatever you want, brat.āĀ
He plunges two fingers into you, making you cry out in relief, while his tongue is still sucking on your clit. You forget the camera, finally letting yourself cave into the desire, and throw your head as your hand searches to grip his hair. You grind yourself into his face. He figures out the tempo of your hips and begins moving his fingers to the speed of your needy little thrusts. His mouth never wavers, as he moans greedily onto your clit, enjoying the fact that heās driving you crazy.Ā
He can feel you tighten as you get closer to your release, and he breaks away from your clit for just a moment to whisper against your pussy. āCome for Daddy, baby.ā He dives back in, licking circles on your clit, keeping the same rhythm as his fingers as they curl inside of you, diving in and out of you, hitting you deep. You feel your orgasm come on fast.Ā
āFuck, Hyun, I canāt hold on!āĀ
Your breath heaves as you close your eyes, and white hot heat sends ripples through your body, pleasure shaking you at the core. You cry out, locking your legs around his head, riding the high, his name tumbling from your lips over and over.Ā
He smirks up at you, "You always taste so sweet, baby. Good girl. You love when I make you come like that, don't you?"
He kisses your thighs before he raises up, and you open your eyes to take sight of him. His cheeks are red, his mouth is drenched, his hair is disheveled, his chest is flushed with red.Ā
His eyes are hungry.Ā
He makes quick work of the rest of his clothing, shrugging off his jeans and underwear, and crawls back on the bed to you. This time, he grabs your thighs, and pulls your entire body to the edge of the bed, with full force. He looks up at you, and leans down to kiss you. The taste of you is heavy on his lips, and he opens your mouth, hungry for your tongue on his. You groan into each other's mouths. Kissing is always so easy, so effortless. So entirely consuming. He pulls away from your mouth, but keeps his face close to yours as he positions himself at your entrance. His head drops to your neck, as he teases his tip against you, bucking his hips and shivering just at feeling how wet you are. He mustāve been suffering, badly. Poor Hyunnie. He's so desperate for you. Right before he buries himself into you, you put a hand on his chest and stop him.Ā
He looks at you, eyes questioning whatās wrong.Ā
You smile at him mischeviously, holding his face and kissing his cheeks, then bring your mouth against his ear and whisper,
āGrab the camera, Daddy.āĀ
He pulls his face up abruptly and looks at you with a burning look youāve never seen. Without a word, he lifts up and grabs the camera where it was laying, and turns it on.Ā
He looks at the view of you underneath him through the camera lens, your body waiting for him as your legs are spread open, as his cock rests against your entrance. He growls at the view, your hair a damp mess, make up strewn on your face, cheeks flush with red, eyes full of fire for him. Nipples taught, body writhing. You decide to hold up your legs for him, grabbing your thighs underneath the knees, opening your cunt farther open for the camera, and for his viewing pleasure.Ā
āHoly fuck, baby, Iām gonna lose my MIND.ā The camera clicks. He grabs the base of his cock and lines it up with your center. Heās taking photos as he slowly moves, capturing every moment. You both moan at how fucking naughty and erotic this is. He pushes himself inside of you, his eyes rolling back, as he releases a loud, deep groan. He looks back at the view of being inside of you. He says your name, completely incoherent, as he tries to take a picture of him buried in you, the sheer eroticism of it making his hips buck without his control. Praises fall off his lips.Ā
āYour daddyās perfect little slut, arenāt you? Look at the camera, baby. Such a mess underneath me. Youāre mine, brat. I own this pussy, do you understand? I own you, pretty girl. Forever.āĀ
āIām all yours, Hyunjinnie, you own me.ā You moan breathlessly at him, needy and whining at how deep he is inside of you, and he takes a photo as your mouth opens as he starts to thrust at a faster speed.Ā
He puts the camera down, and grabs your hips as he fully immerses himself in eye contact with you again. Heās biting his lip as he watches you bounce underneath him, your tits moving with every thrust, as he's letting go of the primal vocals heās been holding back all evening. Heās succumbing to the desire completely as he loses full control, while you feel your cunt tighten again, your orgasm coming dangerously fast. His gaze darkens as he feels you tighten around him, and you know heās close as well. He lowers his entire body onto yours, sloppily kissing your neck as his thrusts are relentless, making you a whining mess of nerves.Ā
His breathing quickens, āAh fuck, Iām cumming baby, cum for daddy, I need you, pretty girl.ā He breathes out, his release hitting him fast, and you feel your muscles tighten and explode as you cry out and come with him.
He collapses, trying to hold some of his weight off of you, and kisses your lips sweetly, his hair and body completely drenched in sweat, placing his forehead against yours.Ā Exhaustion hitting him, he shifts his body and nestles himself beside you, grabbing you up, placing gentle kisses on your shoulder while whispering against your skin... He breaks the comfortable silence, his mind a messy drabble of words.
"That was... I can't... baby, do you know how I love you? The ways that I love you... " his voice is hoarse, emotion evident that the experience you just had was a lot for him to register. "I've never felt more alive than when I'm doing... exciting new things with you. I want to keep doing all the spontaneous moments, all the time." His lips are a bit garbled as he's speaking against your skin, too tired to move his position. "Being with you is my favorite thing, being in our own little world here... Life doesn't get better than this." he trails off, as he dances his fingers up your neck and into your hair, sweetly moving some strands to tuck behind your ear.
You look at him and smile softly, the intimacy of love in his eyes making your heart do flips. "You're my sweet Hyunjinnie... " you say. "I've never loved anyone like you, everything that you are is a gift to me. I love you so much it hurts, Hyun. I want to do new things with you, always. You are my entire heart."
You lay there, spent and exhausted. Realizing what youāve just done together, you giggle to yourself, and grab the camera. You turn it on to look at the photos that were taken this evening. You angle your body to where Hyunjin can see the screen as well, and you start going through the photo gallery.Ā
āOh my god, baby. These are so incredible. I canāt believe we just did that..āĀ
He snuggles against your neck.Ā
āWe look fucking good together. And we look good, fucking.ā and you hum in response, agreeing with him. You feel him harden again as he spoons you, each photo turning him on all over again.
He perks up inquisitively, laughing, realizing this entire project was so he could paint a portrait.Ā
āHow am I supposed to paint all of these? I canāt choose a favorite. Thatās impossible. I guess Iām gonna have to buy some more canvasesā¦.āĀ
Descriptions of: eventual sexual themes, brat, dom, softcore, mischief
Rating: this chapter is isn't explicit, but there is delicious smutty smut ahead
This is my first time writing a fic, lemme know what you think!!
Hyunjin has some audacity today.
Ā Ā āTime to wake uuuuUUUp~, ā he half yells in a sing song voice, jolting you awake. Against your will. On a Sunday. On your only day off of work. He giggles to himself, thinking heās the most hilarious man alive at the moment.Ā
He clearly has a death wish. He knows how much you love sleeping inā¦ but no, no, today.. Hyunnie chose violence. That giggle foreshadowed evil things.
Ā You somehow were able to remain completely still even though your whole body took a screenshot when he yelled his good morning. It was a stroke of luck that you were already sleeping the opposite direction from him, so he couldnāt see your face when you were so rudely interrupted in your peaceful dreamland. He wouldāve known immediately he succeeded in his mission. Knowing he canāt see your face, you quickly open your eyes to glance at the clock, and absolutely lose your mind when you see 6:00am glowing on the display. How dare he. This is foul play. You shut your eyes again, and try your best not to shift your position in any way, still pretending to sleep. Perhaps, just perhaps youāve flown under his radarā¦. It would be a first. Maybe heāll actually behave and leave you be. You keep still. You hear silence. Thatās not good.Ā
āHmmmmmā¦Ā heheheeuu ~āĀ
Heās plotting. A plotting Hyunnie is never good. Heās cooking up something in that wild, mischievous mind of his. You feel the bed shift, and he gently moves the covers off of him as he gets up and slowly walks away, the sound of his footsteps faint on the carpeted floor. Fuck. Heās trying to be quiet. Intentionally. This is bad. You can already feel his chaos without even glancing at him. Alsoā¦ He didnāt touch you, which is his normal way of greeting you every morning... Heās such a chaotic sleeper though. You always fall asleep holding each other, but he somehow moves so much in his sleep that you never know which body part might be draped across you and the entire bed by the time you wake up. He probably dreams of all of his dancing, practicing choreography moves in his sleepā¦ Thatās one of the little Hyunjin quirks you love so much about him though. Everyday always has something different in it because of him.
Always something unpredictable.
Today is one of those days.Ā
You donāt usually wake up before himā¦Ā He naturally wakes up earlier than most sane people do, as per learned habit, since his work schedule starts so early. Itās asinine to you that he canāt sleep in, even on a day off. It's not like him to jolt you awake with his voiceā¦ On a normal, non-chaotic Hyune morning, the first thing he does is re-shift his disoriented, sprawled out sleeping position so he can scooch over to you and mold against your body, hands quietly searching for you under the covers. He loves gliding his warm hands across your waist, reuniting with his most beloved part of your body, and pulls you against him without a word. His fingers lovingly graze across your skin, burning, as he lingers on the dip of your hip. Itās as if every morning heās re-familiarizing himself again, with the hills and valleys on a map heās worshiped a million times. As if sleeping deprived him of his home. He knows every crevice of your shape. Every curve. Every scar.
While holding you from behind and spooning your small frame, he buries his face into your hair, which is his favorite smell, and makes small sleepy sounds of content. His body heat sears against you with his bare chest pressed against your back. You always have to wear your tiny silk shorts and flowy lightweight tanks as pajamas, since he usually is a human heater. Even though his body temperature runs pretty hot, he loves feeling how much heat your body gives off when you sleep. By this time, youāve usually stirred awake, and once he knows youāre no longer dreaming, he kisses you twice on the neck and whispers good morning. You both stay there, blissfully comfortable, surrounded by the intimate stillness of the morning. He holds you for awhile and traces your skin, quietly talking about what he dreamed of, until he has to get up to start his day. He always ends morning cuddles by placing his hand on your cheek and turning your face to him so he can give you a loving, lingering kiss. He whines a little when he knows he has to get up and get ready, wanting to keep his mouth on you, but you know he can't be late. "Hyunnie... you gotta get up." Frustrated groans leave his throat, "Do I really have to? I just wanna stay like this, baby... Five more minutes." He pleads with you, as if he's waiting on you tell him to forget about work and stay in bed all day. When he's feeling particularly stubborn, he tells you that no longer feeling your warmth against him is the worst part of the day. Holding onto your heat is his lifeline, he says. He's so dramatic. You love his romantic side, though. He pours his love to you effortlessly, every single day. As if it was his favorite hobby. This is something you've always admired that he can do, without any hesitation. You never have to ask for reassurance from him if he loves you, he just shows you, and tells you, as if he has some kind of freaky psychic powers where he can feel exactly what you need. It never ceases to amaze you how attentive he is. How he takes care of you.
"You have to get up, I'm afraid. I'm sorry my love." He always sighs in defeat, knowing you're right. His schedule wasn't lenient, and he didn't have much time to spare before he had to get ready and rush to work. When you begrudgingly have to untangle your bodies from each other, he always tells you he loves you. Always.Ā Before he does finally leave the door, he comes back in the bedroom and leans down to kiss your forehead and tells you "I'll be back home tonight, beautiful. Promise me you'll take care of yourself today. I'll call you on your lunch and check in on you. Be good for me, alright?"
"Yes, sir." You say in return. "I'll be good for you."
"That's my girl."
After he leaves, most times you end up just falling back asleep, until a reasonable time of day comes for you to wake up for work.
... You hear the sound of Hyunjin putting his shirt on. This snaps you out of your day dreaming. Back to the present situation at hand, where *none* of that wonderful morning routine is currently happening.
Dammit. Youāre wide awake now. The lack of his warmth this morning is achingly apparent.Ā
Ā How completely irritating it is that you didnāt get your morning affectionā¦ He better be making up for it somehow. A wicked thought crosses your mind. A perfect thing to bring up in a playful pseudo-argument later.
Ā He walks away from the bed while humming whatever tune he woke up with stuck in his head. You wait before shifting any part of your body, listening intently to his sounds. The walking stopped. Heās paused in mid stride at the opposite end of the room. Shit. You hear him snicker to himself, and his footsteps are coming to your side of the bed. You hear him quietly lower onto his knees into a squat. That fucker. Heās gonna watch your face. You just know it. You canāt move now though, itāll be a dead giveaway if you try to hide your face under the covers. You try your absolute hardest to pretend you never woke up. Slowing your breathing, becoming completely limp... You know, of course, that this doesnāt always fool the all knowing Hyunjin. He magically knows when youāre faking sleep. Every. Single. Time. It's infuriating. It never fails. You feel him hover over your face. The sound of his soft breathing feels an inch away from your ear. Panic. He's analyzing you. Your breathing speeds up slightly, against your will, but you don't cave. Not yet. You don't dare move. You're not letting him win. But then, the sound of him shifts, and he walks away again, as you hear his feet shuffle away.
That was too easy....
Surely he's not giving up on his mission. That's not Hyunjin. But from the sound of how far he is now, heās probably heading to the bathroom to take a showe-
āWakey wakey, Miss Hwanggg~!ā The sounds of curtains are flung.Ā
Before you have time to reactā¦ Rays of light suddenly burn under your eyelids. Scorching, blaring light from the morning sun. You scrunch your eyebrows, startled, and yell quite a few curse words as the sun completely ruins your plans of winning the battle, forcing you to squirm away from the piercing intrusion. You throw a pillow at him blindly as a reflex, without any ability to aim, which misses him as you hear a soft thud against the wall.
This pisses you off even more. That man is a dead man. This particular wake up method is most definitely the fastest way to wake you up, but itās also the most guaranteed way to get you mad and feisty. That little shit. He knows how much you hate it. He cackled mischievously in the distance and the sound of the blinds moving fills the air. More light pours in that you canāt get away from. More curses fly from your mouth.
"HYUNJIN!"
He teases you with a deep chuckle.
āAwwww, my poor baby. Did I wake you?ā His voice drips like honey, as if heās innocent of a crime.Ā
He starts moving towards you again, slowly, ready to tussle.
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