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sorry I haven’t been updating, life is insane rn!! But I’m currently in the works of another Robert fic, and a multi-person jjk fic!🤫🤫🤫
i don’t know if i will be able to do more before Valentine’s Day, but i wanted to drop this at least. :> it’s a smol extension of my animated lines series, but in hearts ! ( I may or may not have stared at this in dark mode for a long time HAHAH )
adding a tw for eyestrain because of the colours, but I hope you enjoy 🤍
Okie so like, after that Robert x reader fic, please I beg you to make a small fic or headcanon about brat tamer robert T-T THAT HAS BEEN INGRAINED IN MY HEAD FOR WEEKS NOW 😭🙌🏼
YES OH MY DAYSS...
𑁍 | In which, Brat tamer!Robert punishes you when you decide to act up at his team's dinner.
Brat tamer!Robert, who decided there would be no harm in bringing you along to his team's dinner, a celebratory gathering Malevola insisted on having for the last few shifts being extremely successful.
Brat tamer!Robert, who should've known you were planning something when the dress you wore was shorter than usual.
Brat tamer!Robert, who all but glares at you when you chose to sit across from him, and scoot into the chair beside waterboy. It was a warning, one you choose to ignore.
Brat tamer!Robert, who didn't miss the way you smiled and batted your lashes at waterboy. Or the way you crossed your arms to plump up your chest, leaving the poor man beside you stuttering as he remained respectful.
Brat tamer!Robert, who is now realizing that you're openly flirting with waterboy, whom you came to discover was named Herman. The way you giggled when he made a horrible joke, or the way you called his demeanor adorable.
Brat tamer!Robert, who was at his last straw when he saw your hand graze Hermans arm, gulping down the remainder of his wine before standing. "Sorry guys, she's got work in the morning...we'd better get going." He announced to the table, his gaze laser focused on you.
Brat tamer!Robert, who couldn't even bring himself to care about the teams complaints of him being "uptight" as he grabbed your arm, leading you to the car in absolute silence. You had royally fucked up.
Brat tamer!Robert, who ignores you as you whine, "Roberttt! we didn't even get our food yet.." with your usual huff. Instead of replying, he practically pushed you into the car before slamming the door shut.
Brat tamer!Robert, who watched you enter your shared apartment with his lips in a tight line, following behind you as he closed the door, your rambling mouth about the dinner, and how he left for no reason making his ears twitch.
Brat tamer!Robert, who decided he'd be the one to make you shut up, standing infront of the couch as you knelt on it, mouth stuffed full of his cock as you gagged on his length.
Brat tamer!Robert, who degraded you like it was his first language. "Such a fuckin' slut. You like flirting with my co-workers infront of me, don't you? Like seeing me get fucking pissed off." He panted, his eyes watching as you blabbered around his cock.
Brat tamer!Robert, who scoffed when he saw your tear-stricken face. The way you gagged pathetically when he held your head down on the base of his cock only pushed him over the edge, groaning when he felt you swallow around him as he felt a wave of hot pleasure run down his spine, spilling into your throat.
Brat tamer!Robert, whose hand held you down on his cock for an extra few seconds before letting go, only giving a huff in return when you pulled back and fell into a coughing fit, face covered in tears and mouth surrounded by drool.
Brat tamer!Robert, who had you laid over his lap within moments, dressed tugged up to your hips and your ass stinging as he landed smack after smack onto the blushing skin.
Brat tamer!Robert, who simply used his hand to hold your legs down when you jolted, the whimpering you let out leaving his cock twitching in his boxers, practically begging to be let out again.
Brat tamer!Robert, who continued to mock you as he kept you over his lap, his fingers pumping in and out of your cunt like they were bullying your gummy walls, curling and scissoring you open until you were a crying, begging mess.
Brat tamer!Robert, who shook his head and gave you a firm, "Not yet, you're gonna learn your fucking lesson," when you begged him to let you cum, his fingers pulling out of you only to give your slit a feather-light trace, letting his thumb brush your clit as you whined, basking in your sob when he landed another smack onto your ass.
Brat tamer!Robert, who finally let you cum after nearly half an hour of squirming and edging, your vision going starry as he continued to finger you through the aftershocks. When you calmed down, he laid you onto the couch. hands gently caressing your thighs as you came down from your high.
Brat tamer!Robert, who looked up at you from between your legs as he licked a strip up your dripping cunt, watching the way you jolted from the overstimulation when you tugged on his hair with a whimper.
Brat tamer!Robert, who chuckled darkly against your weeping cunt when you whined about thinking he was done. "No, sweetheart. we're not even close...and I don't think you've learned your lesson yet." He whispered, his breath fanning over your clit before he nipped at it. Tonight would be a looong night..and an even longer lesson.
a/n - I hope this was good enoughhhh...I haven't written in a format like this before, lolll </3
⤷ ゛ SYNOPSIS ˎˊ˗ In which Robert is sick of playing eye tag with you, and decided that SDN’s annual Banquet is the perfect time to make that clear...only, you seem to make it your goal to make him as worked up as possible. :: AFAB!reader x Robert R.
CONTENTS - everyone seems to keep you away from Robert grrr, oral sex m!rec & f!rec a little, 2 creampies (wrap it up), ridiculous tension, exhibitionism and dumbification if you squint, z-team cameo, light choking, marking, p in v, porn with plot, nervous Robert blink and you miss it, spanking, fingering f!rec, deepthroating, slight breath play, Robert is obsessed with your eyes/eye contact, idek this shit just raunchy...
GENRE & WC - smut, 7.4k (oops..)
authors note: not fully edited lawddd, but enjoy
bzzt!
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— The faint buzzing in your purse caused you to perk up ever so slightly, hands reaching into your small purse to dig out your phone.
The buzzing seemed to catch the attention of your teammate, and “date”, Victor. His large bat ears twitching as he glanced over at you for just a moment before returning to the back of the drivers head.
“Robert?” Victor questioned, his gaze still locked forward. He was fully aware of whatever weird HR violation you and Robert had going on, often being subjected to hear you ramble about it after work every day…hence why he’s even your date tonight in the first place. You want Robert’s attention, his jealousy. So of course he would help you, like any good friend.
And dammit, if Victor wasn’t ecstatic at the opportunity to piss off Robert. Two birds with one stone.
“God, i hope so.” You grin, biting your glossed up lip as you open your phone, the bright glow causing you to squint for a moment as it illuminated your face in the dark car, all the while you pointedly ignoring the small head shake and snicker Victor gives you. Though the moment your eyes land on your message notifications, they practically light up.
Robert : 8:38pm —
“ Hey.”
“On your way yet?”
You scan over the text quickly before your fingers are flying over the keyboard, typing up a response so uniquely you that you’re sure Robert rolls his eyes when you send it.
You : 8:39pm —
“Why? Do you wanna see me that badly?”
You wait impatiently for his reply as you watch the 3 bubbles pop up in the corner of your text, heeled foot tapping against the floor of your Uber. Meanwhile Victor’s getting invested now, his blinded gaze finally leaving the back of the drivers head as it makes its way to you. “What’d he say?—Actually, what did you say?” He questioned as his eyes narrowed for a moment.
“Just wait…he’s typing.” You huff in response, to which Victor holds his hand up in mock surrender.
Robert : 8:41pm —
“Maybe. Is that an issue?”
You nearly squealed like a school girl. You were an absolute sucker for your ridiculously hot ( and miserable ) boss-of-sorts. The way he seemed to handle your attitude and teasing so easily…the idea of it made you dizzy and fuzzy in the legs. You quickly shook off the thoughts—you had to reply; and fast.
You : 8:43pm —
“Mmm…no.”
“Just wanted to hear you say it.”
You grinned at your own reply, but before you could even think at what he would say, his reply was sent.
Robert : 8:43pm —
“Thought so. Let me know when you get here.”
It's like he nearly predicted your text.
What he couldn't predict? The fact that you wouldn't listen.
You've arrived at the banquet with not as much as a text to Robert about your arrival, your arm was snuggly wrapped around Victors as the two of you walk inside, allowing yourself to admire the large ballroom.
A gorgeous high painted ceiling with dangling chandeliers, your eyes darting around the circular ballroom to the velvet-floored hallways, each leading to a guest's suite, your rooms keycard now snug in your purse.
"Hey...i'm gonna leave you alone for just a sec, alright?" Victor suddenly speaks up, his tone suspiciously sheepish.
"Victor-?" You spoke up, only to see a small white baggy peak from his pocket as he walked off, his arm untangling from yours. You couldn't help but roll your eyes.
"I'll meet you at the table!" He calls over his shoulder, giving a small wave before he disappeared into the crowd.
"Asshole.." You muttered, letting your gaze scan the room, eyes lingering for an extra second on familiar faces...and when the eyes you felt burning into the back of your skull became almost unbearable, you finally crane your neck, looking over your shoulder to meet the gaze of familiar-dark and serious, eyes.
Just as a grin began to form on your lips, you were suddenly tugged forward when a familiar Australian accent rang out in your ears.
"Late, as always," Malevola teased, pulling you along to dance. "Y'know, Robert's been looking for you since he got here,” She snickers, wrapping an arm around your shoulder as the two of you swayed.
"I know, he texted me." You replied with a grin, taking the moment to glance back over your shoulder.
And you couldn't hide the shiver you felt when you realized he was still looking right at you.
You decide to play it off, flashing him a smile before turning back to Malevola, your conversation inaudible to Robert from across the room as he narrowed his gaze in your direction, almost desperately trying to read your lips.
"If he keeps this up, he'll burn two holes into your head at this rate," Malevola spoke up over the music, almost sighing as she shakes her head.
"You think so? We've played longer games of whatever this is, believe it or not." You replied, nearly grinning to yourself as you swirled the wine in your glass--which you had swiftly taken from a waiters tray when he breezed by with the quick offer.
"Maybe you should give him a break? Actually speak to him?" Malevola questions, almost, just almost, feeling bad for Robert with your obvious teasing.
"Probably...I was hoping he'd decide to come up to me..but I guess he's being patient," you huffed, cheeks puffing for just a moment before looking back at Robert. only to find him seated at a table. Alone.
"...But I've never been patient, honestly." You shrugged, giving Malevola a swift wave before turning on your heel and making a beeline for Robert, eyeing his black satin button up and the way it fit him in a way that was almost sinful.
When you finally made your way over to Robert, you sat down beside him, your chair facing his as you leaned an elbow onto the table.
"You never texted me," Robert spoke up the moment you sat down, forcing himself to keep his gazed locked on his drink. "Was it on purpose? Or do you just enjoy fucking with me—?" He questioned, his tone laced with sarcasm as usual, but a hint of something else was in his voice. restraint, maybe?
"Maybe. Is that an issue?" You mocked, quoting his text from earlier with a shit eating grin on your face.
His gaze immediately narrowed, biting back whatever slick comment was on his tongue. "Don't even start being like that. You—.." He cut himself off, whatever he was planning to say dying on his tongue almost immediately when he felt your heel graze the inside of his calf.
He nearly gave a sigh.
"Don't what?" You spoke, honeying your tone as you played oblivious, heel running up and down his leg slowly.
"Don't...just don't be an ass, yea?" He suddenly spoke up, rough hand grabbing your ankle under the table to stop you—and to give himself a moment to think about anything but the way you look in that dress. "Quit it, will you?" He mutters, keeping your ankle firm in his grasp.
But you didn't miss the way his thumb ran across your skin for just a moment.
Before you could speak, he sighed, pressing his forehead against his own glass of wine, his eyes shutting for a moment before they opened to find your gaze. "By the way, you...you look—" He began, his eyes trailing down your form before he was cut off by a voice behind him.
"Well! You've finally Arrived, Phenomenal!" Katon speaks up, his chest puffed out and confident as usual. Meanwhile Roberts eyes nearly roll to the back of his head at the interruption.
But It was Katon, Phenomaman of all people. You wouldn't choose him over Robert, that much Robert knew. You knew it too.
So when you agreed to his invitation to dance, you didn't miss the way Robert nearly shattered his glass in his hand at being blown off for the umpteenth time tonight. He was seething.
Dammit, he was needy. And you in that god forsaken dress wasn't helping him at all right now.
You spared him a singular glance over your shoulder, giving him a look and a wave before you blended into the crowd with Katon to dance.
But to Robert, you did the exact opposite. You stood out in the crowd to him like a sore thumb. Your figure swaying along with Katon--and it was pissing him off immensely. You should be dancing with him, you knew that.
So why were you so insistent on being difficult?
He saw you. Saw the way you kept glancing back over in his direction. The way you swayed a little more when your back faced him. He saw it all.
So when you excused yourself from Katon to the ballrooms balcony, he was on his feet following you.
You gave a deep sigh as you leaned on the balcony's railing, the air refreshing on your lungs and the breeze cooling down your skin, until you were suddenly warm again, looking down only to find two arms on either side of you, the familiar black satin rolled up to the elbows to reveal the even more familiar scars.
"Robert,—"
'"What the fuck are you playing at? Huh?" He suddenly snapped, his voice warm against your ear. "You've been acting up all night, the hell's your problem, huh?" He adds, grabbing you firmly by the waist as he spins you around, his gaze burning into yours.
"...Been driving me crazy all god damn night, care to explain why that is?" His voice just barley above a whisper as he speaks, his gaze dropping down to your lips for just a moment before returning to yours, quietly waiting for your response.
You had to fight for your damn life to fight back the smirk that threatened to form on your lips. You had been driving him crazy all night...and you loved the way it was turning out. "I don't have a clue what you're talking about Robert, I've been socializing, who says ive got time to be worrying about you?—"
Roberts grip tightened on your waist, tugging you closer till your noses nearly touched. "Don't give me that bullshit right now. I've been keeping my eye on you. you know I have." He spoke, the end of his sentence sounding almost breathless as his hair gently blew with the wind. His gaze locked on yours.
"I know," You whispered in return. Your own gaze unwavering, stone hard against his own as your hand moved to caress his shoulder, pulling him closer ever so slightly.
"God dammit," He sighed, pulling away as he stepped back, running a hand through his hair then down his face as he turned away from you for a moment, taking in a deep breath--like he was trying to control himself, undoing the top button of his shirt before finally turning back to you. "you—"
"What're you two doing out here? Party's inside, bitches," Alice's voice suddenly rang out, her half pink and half blue bob seeming brighter under the balcony lights, causing a grin to fall onto your lips at Roberts frustration. he looked like he was about to snap.
"Yea...we—" You began before Robert spoke over you, his gaze still locked on you as he spoke over his shoulder. It seems no one could finish their sentences right about now.
"We..were just about to head back inside." He spoke, his tone suspiciously measured as he raised his brows at you in silent warning.
Only when Alice walked back inside did Robert Practically pounce on you, leading you back inside by the wrist as he kept his gaze cool and measured as you both weaved through the crowd and upstairs--to the suites.
"Thought you were all calm and collected Robert, what happened to 'not in a business setting'?—" You snickered as he practically shoved you into his suite. Your purse sliding off your arm onto the small dining table.
Though, before you had the chance to admire the absurdly large Suite SDN gave him, you were being spun around, stumbling until your lower back hit the back of the suites gray couch. One of Roberts hands landing firmly beside you on the couch, the other on your waist as he pulled you in, his lips finally crashing onto yours.
It wasn't soft, it was needy, desperate. Like he had been aching for this moment and was finally letting It all out. His tongue swiped against your lips before slipping past, giving a soft groan as he pressed closer to you.
The kiss was dizzying. He barley gave you a moment to breath, leaving you gasping against his lips as you wrapped your arms around his neck, giggling breathlessly when he picked you up by the thighs, staggering to sit on the couch with you perched on his lap.
His hands were greedy, exploring every inch of your body they could reach as his lips stayed on yours.
"Never knew you were so needy," You teased against your mingling breaths, only for him to wrap his hand around the nape of your neck and pull you back into the kiss.
"Shut it." He muttered in reply between kisses, nipping at your bottom lip enough to make you gasp before slipping his tongue back past your lips. His free hand finding purchase on your hip, holding you down firmly on his lap.
You couldn't help the moan that slipped past your lips as he held you down against his lap, feeling something—him, between your legs. You felt a rush of pride as you rolled your hips against his own, pulling a gasp from him before he held your hips still.
"You keep pushing your luck," Robert muttered, pulling back from the kiss as his hands rested on your hips, his thumb running over the skin of your dress as he tightened his grasp periodically.
He fought back a grin when you followed his lips for a moment when he pulled away, scoffing at the small, almost unnoticeable frown that formed on your lips.
You wanted to make a sly remark—anything, just for the sake of being difficult. Yet you only found yourself staring at him, not quite catching whatever look he gave you before Robert—to what you could only name, manhandled you over his lap, one hand holding you down while the other rested on the back of your thigh.
“Maybe.., I should fix that.” He spoke with a quick raise of his brows, tone cool and measured as he began pulling your dress up, the fabric scrunching up right on your hips to reveal your panties underneath.
Your gaze widened at the sudden predicament you found yourself in, collecting your thoughts before looking over your shoulder at Robert as your hands held the side of his thigh tightly.
“You wanna spank me?” You nearly laughed. Robert was the most vanilla looking man you’ve ever seen in your life. No way in hell was this man kinky—let alone into spanking. “You wouldn’t, no, you couldn’t! You’re the same guy who looked at sonar weird for liking cuffs—shit!”
Your ridicule towards him was cut short by a your gasp, followed by a sudden stinging and loud ‘clap—!’ as his hand landed down against your skin, the area slowly beginning to feel warm.
“I’m sorry, what was that?” He questions with feigned curiosity, his hand rubbing the reddening skin of your ass as the other held your back down.
Your hands squeezed the cotton fabric of his slacks as you took a moment to recover from the sting, your gaze firm on the carpet floor of the suites living room. "Hah—you are fucking unbelievable, Robert..” You breathed out, a grin forming on your lips.
“If you wanted to touch my ass that bad, could’ve just asked, y’know.” You teased, before you felt his hand land once—then twice, each hit on a different cheek as you kicked your legs up with a small squeal.
“Oh yeah, sweetheart?..you make it sound so easy,” He spoke, his voice lower then before as he gave a sigh through his nose.
Smack—!
“As if you wouldn’t tease and tease, like you already have been all night.” He continues, his hand rubbing the tender skin as he chooses not to comment on the way your thighs squeeze together, only moving his hand to hold them apart.
“Robert—“ You huffed out, trying not to sound as breathless as you actually were. “I thought you’d hit harder than that,” you murmured, grinning at your own comment.
“jesus, you just don’t know when to quit it, do you?” He muttered, suddenly yanking you up so your back was pressed hard against his back, his knees keeping your legs pried open. Before you even had the chance to comment he landed another smack onto you, except this time right between your legs.
“Shit—!” You jolted, your thighs tensing as they tried to close, but his legs kept you open—vulnerable. Your hand reached back to tangle itself in his hair behind you, taking a moment to tug on his brunette locks, the other bracing itself on his thigh.
Robert’s hand slid down from your knee, his fingers grazing over the dampening patch on your panties. “You love this shit, don’t you?” He mutters quietly against your ear, almost like a realization.
He doesn’t flinch when you tug at his hair, only letting his fingers lightly brush over your panties once more before slowly moving to pull them aside, 2 of his rough fingers trailing up and down between your slit. “Fucking soaked. You get off from driving me god damn crazy, pretty? Being all rough with you cause’ you pissed me off?” He spoke, and he nearly scoffed when you gave a soft sigh.
“Mhm…pissed off is a damn good look on you,” You breathed out with a smile as you felt his finger circle your clit, hands tightening in his hair again for just a moment. Your back arched against his touch as he pressed down a little harder, his free hand rubbing up and down your waist.
“you’re annoying as all hell, i hope you know that.” He mutters quietly agaisnt the skin of your neck, his lips brushing your pulse as he nips at the warm skin before soothing the sting with a lick.
“You love it,” You teased, and all he gave in response was a small hum against your neck before his hand on your waist slid down, slipping in 2 fingers, letting them curl agaisnt your gummy walls. His other hand remaining focused on your clit, teasing with feather light circles.
“Mmn—God..” You moaned softly, biting down on your bottom lip as your hips rocked against his fingers, leaning your head back onto his shoulder as he continued peppering kissing and leaving bruising marks along the column of your throat. He gently groaned when you tugged on his hair again, his hips bucking up instinctively before relaxing.
His fingers continued their ministrations, scissoring you open as he kept his face buried in your neck. Your moans and whines made it increasingly difficult not to just fuck you stupid on the couch. When he pulled away from your neck, His hand slipped away from your clit, slowly dragging up your body, grazing your hardened nipples before wrapping around your throat.
Not enough to make it hard to breathe, but enough to let you know he could—and would, if he was tempted.
You whined at the loss of his hand, but it was quickly forgotten when his fingers brushed against that soft spot inside you, starring your vision for a moment as you squirmed, your breathing becoming labored.
“Look at you now, what happened to all that talk, hm? Haven’t even fucked you yet and you’re all whiny.” He couldn’t help but snicker, tightening his grip for a moment when you didn’t reply. “I asked you a question, pretty girl. Answer it.”
You bit at your bottom lip, your hand coming down from his hair to cup your boob, toying with your hardened nipple as your hips squirmed, letting your clit grinding against his palm.
“Keep going,” You breathed—begged. You could be difficult later, right now all you wanted was for the knot forming in your stomach to be satiated.
Robert gave a half-hearted scoff as a small smile fell onto his lips. “Thought so,”
His forearm flexed as he began to quicken the pace of his wrist, your cunt squelching with each thrust of his fingers. Meanwhile your back arched, hands toying with your breast as you moaned you pleas of ‘being so close.’
"Ngh, fuck! Robert, m'comingm'coming—!" You gasped out, vision nearly blurring as one of your hands grasped his wrist, feeling the knot in your stomach come undone as you tried to catch your breath, your thighs shaking as he kept them pried open.
When he finally felt you squeeze around his fingers, his grasp on your throat loosened slightly, letting you ride out your high as his continued to pump his fingers until you began to whin that it was 'too much'.
"Oh, so now you wanna complain?" Robert mocked, his hands rubbing the inside of your thighs before maneuvering you—slightly gentler than before, as he puts you on the floor, the soft carpet grazing your knees as you knelt infant of his man-spread form.
You finally caught your breath, hands resting on Roberts knees are you gazed up at him, eyes glossed over with need. "What? You want me to suck your dick?" You questioned between deep breaths, a grin forming on your lips as you gazed up at him.
"And if I do? You gonna do it, or you going to whine that it's 'too much' again?" He snickered, only for his smile to falter slightly as you reached for his slacks, hurriedly tugging down the waist band along with his boxers, his cock suddenly springing free.
You took a moment to admire him, his cock long and veiny, twitching with need as a drop of precum dripped down the side from his reddened tip. You took him into your hand, gently stroking him as you leaned forward, your gaze never leaving his as you licked your lips.
“You think I can't take it? You've really gotta cool your ego, Rob–” You began, continuing to be difficult as always until Robert took ahold of his cock from you, swiftly leading your head closer by your jaw and squishing your cheeks to open your mouth.
“Open up. Tongue out.” He ordered, his tone not leaving room to argue.
You didn't hesitate to stick out your tongue, feeling the weight of his tip against it as he slowly began sliding himself deeper into your mouth–inch by inch, every bob of your head taking him deeper.
“You wanna act like you can take it? Then take it, and stop fucking talking for once,” He nearly groaned. His head tilted back as his hand found purchase in your hair, guiding your head across his length. Meanwhile you gave a small moan around his cock as he guided your head, gagging around his length.
“Fuck, youre so pretty like this..should keep this bratty mouth stuffed more often, hmn?” He mocked, pushing your head down til your nose brushed against his pubes, leaving you there gagging. Robert moaned your name quietly under his breath, his breathing becoming ragged and deep as he ran his free head over his face.
He kept you there till he felt your nails dig into his thigh, only then did he finally pull you back, giving you a moment to breathe as you gasped and coughed. When you finally calmed down, he guided your mouth back onto his cock, watching as your thighs squeezed and rubbed together before your hand slowly drifted down.
“Hands off.” He spoke up, and when you didn't listen, he pushed your head deeper. He only eased up when we watched your hands fly away from in between your legs.
“Mmnf–” You moaned around his cock, the vibrations making him twitch in your mouth as his eyes rolled back, his chest beginning to rise and fall harshly.
“Shit, sweetheart, m’almost there. Keep going for me, alright?” He breathed out, his hips instinctively bucking into your mouth as you continued to gag around his length. The moment he felt your tongue trace a vein on the underside of his cock, he swore he saw stars. His whole body tensed as he came undone, his hand holding you down as he came down your throat, the feeling of you swallowing around him prolonging his high.
He let go of your hair, letting you pull back as you coughed, your voice hoarse and scratchy as you spoke with a hand coming up to fix your now tousled hair. “That's all you got?” You scoffed, keeping up that same attitude as you looked up at him, but it was obvious you were starting to crack.
Robert couldn't control the breathy laugh that left him, sitting up as he met your gaze. “Listen, if you wanted me to fuck that attitude out of you, y’couldve just said that.”
You couldn't even think of a response before he was picking you up and tossing you over his shoulder. arm wrapped firmly over your back as he made a beeline for the bedroom.
“I can walk by myself, Robert. Put me down–fuck!” You spoke, squirming in his grasp until he landed another firm smack onto your ass, causing you to tense up as you looked back, only to find him already looking back at you.
“No. Quit the squirming already.” He replied before looking forward and opening the room door.
The moment he tossed you onto the bed, you were surrounded by a plush blanket, looking up at the curtains that surrounded the circular canopy bed. Yet you only had a moment to take in the room before Robert began to undo the ties, letting the curtains fall around the bed, effectively hiding you two from the rest of the world.
“What’re you–” You began to ask, keeping that smug look on your face as you looked in Robert's direction, knelt in front of your laid out figure.
“Strip, pretty.” He interrupted suddenly, fully taking off his belt that had already been undone in the living room and tossing it beside you. “Because as much as I love you in that damn dress, I need it off. Now.” He admitted, his eyes trailing up and down your form.
“Cant even ask nicely?” You snickered, taking your time as you sat up on your knees, keeping your gaze locked on his before you slowly–teasingly, began to take off your dress, finally letting it fall off your body as it pooled around your knees, laying back down to fully pull it off.
And he smirked to find that, to his pleasant surprise, you wore no bra. Better for him.
Without another word, he leaned forward, one hand resting beside you while the other squeezed your waist, pulling you up to meet him as he kissed you just as greedily as before. Teeth clashing, tongues tangling around one another as you moaned into the kiss.
He removed his hand from your waist, moving to undo the buttons of his own shirt as he kept his lips on yours. The moment he got to the last button, he pulled the satin fabric off, prying it from his arms behind him before tossing it god knows where, his hands rushing back to find your skin–you. He breathed deeply as his hand tangled in your hair, his hardening cock pressing against your thigh before he began moving down, trailing hot opened-mouth kisses down your hickey adorned neck and sternum until he reached the lacey hem of your panties,
He gave a huff before tearing them without a second thought, his low gaze immediately landing on your blushing clit, not hesitating when he leaned down to kiss and suck on it as you tossed your head back, thighs squeezing around his head before he pulled back.
“Turn around for me.” He whispered, placing one last chaste kiss against your clit before taking your hips to guide you as you turned onto all fours. You felt his hand push your head down against the plush pillow before trailing firmly down your back, leaving you arched downwards.
“Do you do this often with your sex dolls at home?” You spoke over your shoulder, words laced with your usual teasing and honeyed tone as you stretched your arms out in front of you before relaxing.
‘Yes, actually. All the time. I bend them over just like this, and fuck them for hours while i pretend theyre you.” He replied–way too casually. His hand kneaded the skin of your ass before he let his thumb run down the puffy lips of your cunt, marveling at the way your hips squirmed and pushed back against his thumb.
“Are you always this desperate?” He suddenly fired back, raising a brow as he let his thumb circle your clit, watching you clench around nothing.
“Im never desperate, Robert.” You breathed out, but the way you shivered told a different story.
“Right…and I'm the president.” He snickered while pulling his hand away, pulling your hips back to feel his cock resting between your plush ass, heavy and hard.
He reached over you to grab both your wrist with one hand, his other reached beside you to grab his belt, not even blinking once before he began to tie your wrist behind you, letting your binded wrist rest on your back. He watched you squirm and tug on the new restraints with a huff.
“Wow…look at you, huh? How many times have you played out having me bent over in a suite?” You spoke up, giving a breathy giggle.
“Oh, I don't think you wanna know.” He chuckled quietly, before moving his cock to your cunt as he guided the tip up and down your folds, using your cum as a make-shift lube.
“Don’t scream, sweetheart.” He warned with a grin before he slammed his hips against your ass, filling you to the brim in one thrust as one hand rested on your hip, the other holding your bound wrist.
“Oh—!” You gasped, the side of your face nuzzling against the pillow as your back arched deeper, biting down on your bottom lip to muffle a whine that left your lips.
You felt your eyes roll back as Robert began pumping in and out of you, soft pants leaving his lips as he pressed his palm against the back of your head, fucking you into the mattress at a teasingly slow pace.
“How’re you doing down there, pretty? Hm?” He teased, punctuating his words with a particularly harsh thrust.
You gave a gasp as you felt his tip push against your cervix, your nails digging into your palm as you tried to catch the breath he continuously kept knocking out of your lungs.
The way he was talking wasn't helping either, every comment that left his lips only seeming to make you needier.
“Mhmmn. That feels so good, doesn’t it, pretty girl?” He panted against your ear as his hand on your head moved to wrap around your throat once more, his hips quickening their pace. “See how good I can make you feel when you just lose the attitude and behave?”
All you could give was a nod and whine out a pathetic “Mhm!, Yes—God, yes—“ , letting him marvel at just how easily he broke you down. He was so deep couldn't decipher where he’d end and you began.
You felt your vision begin to blur, your breaths labored as you blabbered absolute nonsense about wanting more and wanting it hard.
“Shit, you’re so pretty, sweetheart—Don’t even know what you do to me, do you?” He gasped against your shoulder, his breath hot and heavy. A groan slipped past his lips as he kept his pace quick, the force of his hips jolting you forward with each thrust just for his hand on your throat to keep you in place.
His hand on your throat only egged you on further, a dizzy, fucked-out giggle slipping past your lips before it bled into a moan, wrist still tugging on the tight leather around them.
He gave a shuddered breath when he felt your gummy walls squeeze around his cock like a vice, the faint ‘shlick’ echoing throughout the room as his hips rammed forward against your ass. Each of his thrust added onto the ring of white that’s already gathered on the base of his cock.
You could feel his chest rising and falling against your back as the muscles in your thighs tensed, the waves of hot pleasure shooting up your spine every time be brushed against that gummy spot inside you leaving you at its mercy. Leaving you to just feel.
The smell of sex filled your nostrils, your breath catching in your throat with every pulse and twitch roberts cock gave inside your weeping cunt. You tried to speak, to beg or mock–but your tongue felt fuzzy and heavy against your lips.
You felt that familiar knot of pressure forming in your lower tummy, your whole body tensing as your arms writhed behind you. The feeling of Roberts tongue dragging up and down your neck only pushed you further to the edge, your legs beginning to shake as you felt a wave of pleasure crashing over you.
“You close, baby? Gonna let that pretty pussy finish all over my cock with me?” Robert spoke, his voice low as a moan slipped past his lips, his abdomen tensing as he felt himself get closer with each pump in and out of your dripping cunt. All you could muster was a nod,feeling him twitch inside you like he was trying not to fill you to the brim right then and there,
“Cmon sweetheart, finish for me. And let me see that pretty face while you do.” Robert urged teasingly, watching as your glossy eyes focused back onto his. “Oh, and say thank you.” He whispered against your ear.
The moment your gaze met his, he was a goner. Your fucked out expression was enough to tip him over the edge as he kept his gaze locked on yours. His eyes fluttering as he spilled his seed into you, the sudden feeling sending you crashing over the edge with him.
“Robert, fuck, thank you–!” You managed to blabber out between your muffled moans into the pillow. Your arms and thighs tensing as your vision went white before you blinked all the stars away.
Robert continued to fuck you through the aftershocks, his hips stuttering for just a moment as he groaned against your shoulder blade.
The two of you took a moment to catch your breath, roberts hand leaving your throat as he undid the belt around your wrist before tossing it aside just as before.
Robert quickly flipped you around, the tip of his half-hard cock still inside you as his hands caressed the underside of your thighs before he slowly began pressing them further, and further, until he had you folded into a mean mating press with your calves dangling off his shoulders.
You gave a small groan as you adjusted to the sudden change in position, the hunger in Robert's eyes still visible as you wrapped your arms around his neck, letting your eyes trail down his scarred torso.
Suddenly without warning, Robert bottomed himself out inside you once again, groaning at the way your gummy and overstimulated walls practically hugged his cock like they were made for each other.
Your hands immediately began scrambling, one tugging and tightening in his hair while the other found purchase on his back, nails digging into the already scarred skin as you tilted your head back, mouth hung open as you let out a string of moans, every pump of his cock inside your greedy cunt quickening his pace.
Robert swore it was the most beautiful thing he’s ever heard.
His hands held your waist tight, leaving you arching up as he kept pulling you back to meet his thrust, his cock pulling out of the tip before slamming back in, kissing your cervix enough times to make your body jump.
“Shiiit–s’too much, Robert–mmn!” you whined out, head still tilted back as he fucked you stupid, your attitude lost somewhere deep in the depths of your brain that refused to function right now.
“Eyes on me baby. Look at who’s making you feel this good, yea? Who’s using you like you’ve practically been beggin’ him to.” He spoke firmly amidst your gasps, one hand moving up from your waist to grasp your chin, leaning your head forward as he made sure your eyes were locked on him.
His head moved down to let his lips graze your tits, his tongue swirling around your perky nipple as his mouth closed around it, watching your back arch before switching to give the other the same attention, all the while his eyes remained locked on your hazy ones.
The way his chest pressed against your inner thighs left you folded like a lawn chair, his cock pumping deeper at the welcoming angle. You couldn't even think, mustering up a slurred “Please–”
You were a writhing mess, Roberts hands back on your waist as he made your back arch up towards him. You nearly squealed when you felt his hand pressing down on your lower stomach, a curse slipping past his own lips as his brow furrowed at the feeling.
“You take me so good, gorgeous...I've got you.” Robert whispered, leaning forward as his free hand raised up to your face, his thumb brushing over your bottom lip before sliding it past, groaning as he felt you bite down and run your tongue over it.
You two were both a panting and sweaty mess, curses and murmurs slipping past both your lips before you suddenly heard a door slam, and what followed after was a stuttering and nervous voice.
Seems Waterboy was still on janitor duty for tonight…even though Robert swears blazer said he could take off.
“Any…Anyone here–In here?” Herman spoke up, his cleaning supplies in his bag as his voice rang out.
The two of you were hidden from the poor man's view by the curtain around the bed, yet you still froze in place, his cock stilling as it remained stuffed inside your cunt. He wouldn't move, christ, he wouldn't even breathe.
Until he felt you clench around him, a small sigh leaving him as he kept his face in the crook of your neck.
And then he dragged his hips back and forth, slow and deep. Once, and then twice, until he found a pace that was enough to make you tense and squirm while keeping the sound of your weeping cunt muted.
“You can be quiet for me, can’t you pretty girl?” He whispered against your shoulder, a hand still pressing down on your lower tummy while his other moved to push his middle and index finger into your mouth, letting you bite down on them as you gave a shaky sigh and a nod.
He smiled at your obvious attempts to stay silent, placing a kiss onto your shoulder.
faint footsteps trail into the room, the sound of fabric on fabric ringing through the quiet room as Herman cleaned up the discarded clothes on the floor. All while Robert continued to bury his cock deep into you. He pulled his fingers from your mouth a shit-eating grin on his lips as he leaned up to kiss you, his movements teasingly slow and hard.
But you could feel how tense he was, your nails digging into his biceps as you kissed him back. He was teasing himself just as much as you by doing this, yet he maintained his semblance of control.
The moment you heard the suite doors shut for a second time, you let out a moan against Robert's lip, one you’d been holding back ever since Herman entered to clean.
Roberts' pace immediately quickened as he panted against your lips–harder, faster. His breaths were harsh as he moved his hand from your lower tummy down to your clit, rubbing and pinching the sensitive bud. “Look at you, pretty, all dumb and desperate for my cock like you need it to live.” He spoke, his own voice beginning to sound needy.
He was close, stupidly close, and he wanted to finish with you.
You felt tears prickling at your eyes from the sheer fucked-out bliss you felt, gasping and whining out half-prayers, half pleas for more.
Robert's thrust grew sloppy and uneven as he felt you clenching around him, your cunt sucking him in so tight he’d think you didn't want him to leave. His rhythm grew completely off–all because of you, and what you didn't even realize you did to him.
His free hand flew to your waist, his grip bruising as he kept you close to him, moans spilling from both your lips like some erotic harmony as you both chased your release. He's muttering breathlessly against your shoulder, as your nails dragged down his back.
“Fuck-s’good–Robert, m’close..” You whimpered against his lips as he went to kiss you, tongue and teeth clashing with pure need.
“Thats it, sweetheart–cmon.” He grunted, his hips stuttering as he spilled inside of you, a shudder running through your wrecked body when you cried out a moan due to him continuing to fuck you through your undoing.
“Too much, please–” You nearly sobbed from the sudden overstimulation, catching your breath with a sniffle as he slowly pulled out with a groan, letting your legs fall onto the bed on either side of him, aching.
Robert quietly mourned the loss of your warm cunt before hands found your face, pulling you into a kiss.
Except this time it was soft–gentle. Like he was conveying every deep-seated feeling he had harbored for you into it.
“Dont ever fucking make me chase you around like that again, pretty.” He whispered against your lips, nearly pleading between laboured breaths as he rested his forehead against your own.
“Youre mine, alright?” He added quietly before kissing you again softly.
You gave him a lazy nod, your body too tired to muster up the energy to speak, simply finding yourself melting into the comfort of the bed, your eyelids beginning to feel heavy.
“Hey…let me get you cleaned up, sweetheart..then you can sleep.” He murmured softly as he got off from above you, placing one last kiss onto your tummy.
You gave a soft grumble in protest, reluctantly opening your eyes as you watched him pull back the curtains, revealing the before messy room to now be organized.
“Huh. Guess Herman did a pretty good job,” Robert spoke with a small chuckle before heading towards the suite's bathroom.
You laid there, eyes quietly roaming your surroundings before a small chuckle left your lips, causing Robert to come back with a damp rag and confused look on his face.
“What’s so funny, sweetheart?” He spoke, not being able to help the chuckle that followed after watching you.
“Just…” You spoke up, voice hoarse. “i always thought you were a vanilla kinda guy,” you whispered with a small snicker, jolting when the cool rag gently brushed against your sensitive cunt.
“Well,” Robert shrugged, gently cleaning you up. “Now you know I'm not.” He murmured, taking a shirt he grabbed from his suitcase and gently helping you put it on.
“Now, quit questioning how kinky I am and get some sleep.” He spoke, laying down beside you as he tugged the blanket over both of you.
“The banquet isn’t that important anyways.” He whispered against your hair as he wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you close as he let himself relax.
You all but melted into Robert’s arms, cuddling up close to him as you found yourself dulling into sleep almost immediately
And as you drifted off, you found yourself thinking you could really get used to this.
genre : reunion au (??), old friends to lovers, smut, slow burn, fluff, a little angsty?
paring : tipsy!yunho x tipsy!fem!reader
Word count : 6k
synopsis : you and yunho were good friends in high school. admittedly, there was a lot of chemistry between you two...but you both drifted apart once you graduated. one day, he just to happens to see you at a nightclub. the both of you now in your early twenties, and of course..he decided to approach you.
Warnings! : mentions of alcohol consumption, unprotected sex (WRAP IT UP PLEASE…), overstimulation if u squint, dirty sex, oral [f/m reviving], fingering [f receiving], A LOT of dirty talk, grinding/dry humping, sloppy kisses, dom/sub dynamics, pet names (baby, good girl, princess.), praise kink, tipsy sex but neither of them regret it.
18+ ff, read at ur own discretion.
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- “Thanks.” you mouthed to the bartender over the blaring music as she slid you your 2nd drink of the night. you slid her a few bills in return, giving her a bit extra as a tip. You found a random open seat at the bar and plopped down on it, staring at your margarita for a moment, almost in an analytical way before going to take a sip, sighing at the refreshing taste. You bopped your head to the music, ignoring the thought of how much your ears would be ringing later.
You continued to take small sips of the now slightly watered down margarita. Only once it was about half full, you felt a sudden rush of energy. You abruptly stood up, moving to the dance floor. You remember a girl who had a good vibe earlier, and chose to search for her…and with your luck, you found her. Though, you couldn’t remember her name..or..did she even tell you it??
“Hey! your the girl from earlier, right? where’ve you been? you like disappeared from the dance floor!”
The girl ask first, her large curls bouncing around as she dances to the music. Her tan skin glowing nicely under the neon lights of the club. “Oh, i went to go grab a drink! you get it.” You responded, speaking in her ear in attempts to be heard over the music. She simply nodded with a smirk and scrunched nose, a silent "I get it girl."
You and her continued talking as you danced to the music, occasionally grinding on each other in your tight dresses, along with hyping each other up, all in good fun of course. By now your margarita was empty, so you both agreed to push through the other sweaty people on the dance floor. eyes set on the bar as you finally squeezed past the last person, letting out a long sigh of relief.
“Hiii again!~ can we get one strawberry mezcal, aaaaannnnddd?…” The girl (whose name you discovered was Tiana.) trailed off, looking at you considering she didn’t know your order. “One frozen strawberry margarita.” You added, the bartender simply nodding before moving to make your drinks. The two of you waited as you both sat at the bar. Exchanging numbers in the midst of conversation.
<3~
You and Tiana were giggling over some goofy topic, when you felt someone tap your shoulder. You turned your head to find a charming, yet familiar looking guy. “Hello?..” You ask, a bit wary since you weren’t sure if you knew this dude. Tiana simply watched, keeping an eye on him as well.
“Hey, it’s been a while.” The guy speaks, his deep voice just barley audible over the music and ringing of your ears. You look a him a bit confused. “I..know you?” You asked, tilting your head as you analyzed him..he kinda looked like a douche.
“Woow…you forgot me already?” he chuckled, the glass of whiskey in his hand swirling a bit. Though he frowned a bit once he realized you weren’t joking.
“Jeong Yunho..? i was kind of your best friend all throughout high school?” He asked, his face a bit worried that you truly had forgotten him. Your eyes immediately lit up, you hadn’t seen him since graduation! He changed..a LOT. “no fucking way…is that really you?!?” You ask, eyes wide as you analyzed him..he was already handsome in his high school years..so seeing him now, more mature..it was a bit attractive honestly.
Tiana abruptly stood up, “I’ll excuse myself, there’s a hot guy sulking in a corner and i plan to make his night.” She stated. “And maybe you can make his,” she whispered in your ear, smirking as she slyly walked away, mouthing the words “Text me.” you sighed before looking back at him, taking a sip of your drink. “So..how’ve you been?” You ask, your gaze meeting his. Yunho shrugged, a small pout on his lips. “I’ve been alright, managed to get into that college i applied for after graduation…and i’ve been studying criminology and law since. You?” He replied, taking a sip of his whiskey as he leaned on the bar beside you.
You thought for a moment. “I’ve been good. I ended up majoring in fashion design…minor in business.” You responded. He could tell your tone was off, like you weren’t focused. “Are you tipsy? or just bored?” Yunho asked you, his deep voice immediately snatching you from your thoughts. “I’m admittedly a bit tipsy, but..i’m not bored at all. I’m just shocked I ran into you..your so, different.” You spoke, your eyes flashing with curiosity.
“Is that a good thing?..or?. . .” He ask, a bit worried at your unreadable expression. “No, no, trust me..it’s a good thing.” You assured him, a smile smile on your lips. Yunho went to reply when the song suddenly changed, his eyes immediately darting to the dance floor, then back at you. “I’m glad..but hey, you wanna dance?” He offered as he held his hand out, a smirk playing on his lips.
You thought for a moment before shrugging. “Hell, why not. My dance partner left me anyways.” You chuckled as you nodded towards Tiana flirting with some guy. You placed your hand in his as he took it, leading you onto the dance floor. The two of you talked about random things, mostly what’s been happening since you drifted apart. The more you two spoke, the closer you both got..physically and friendship wise. . .
Before you knew it, your drinks were empty and yunho was behind you, your back to his chest and his large hand on your waist as the two of you moved and swayed with the music. To sum it up, you were pretty much grinding on him. “You’ve definitely changed quite a bit yourself..” Yunho’s deep voice echoed in your ear, not bothering to shout over the music. You smiled a bit, “what’d you expect? for me to stay all nerdy 24/7?” You chuckled, your cheeks just a small shade of pink. You tried your best to ignore the feeling between your legs as your eyes looked up to meet yunho’s, but you swore you could feel a tent in his pants.
“D’know..i thought it was hot.” He chuckled, words just falling off his tongue at this point..but it was all the truth. His gaze was locked into yours, you couldn’t bring yourself to look away. You were a bit taken aback “Really?..never thought you’d be into that..” You replied, a small smile on your face as yunho pulled you closer ever so slightly.
“Well..you thought wrong.” He chuckled. His hand was still resting on your waist, though his body moved more in sync with yours now. The now more obvious tent in his pants rubbing against the fabric of your dress, though you chose not to mention it..even though you knew damn well both of you felt it. Suddenly, Yunho spoke up. “Hey..what’d ya say we head to my place? my ears are ringing like hell..” He offered you. Before you could even think of what you were saying, you agreed. “Sure, i’m down.”
<3 ~
“I’ll call an uber, that cool?” He asked as you two walked out the club, in which you simply nod in response, ignoring the ringing in your ears and the slight tremble in your legs at the thought of going to his house. He was just an old friend. . . nothing crazy would happen. Or at least that’s what you thought.
The two of you continued small conversations, most of it consisting of “Huh?” considering the ringing in your ears overpowered your voices. Eventually you heard a man shout from a black car “Uber for Yunho!” The both of you turning your heads before yunho raised his hand and began walking towards the car, expecting you to follow.
“You first,” Yunho insisted as he opened the door for you, waiting for you to sit down before he joined you, closing the door and reciting his address to the uber driver. The sounds of the road overtook the silence in the car, the two of you in comfortable silence. Though you couldn’t help but wonder if the tension you felt was just you, or if he could sense it himself.
Suddenly the car came to a halt, parked infront of a well kept apartment building. “We’re here, cmon.” Yunho spoke, opening the door on his side, holding it open as you awkwardly shuffled towards his side to exit the car as well. Huffing as you stood up. “You ready? cmon.” He spoke, closing the door of the car as the uber driver drove off. The two of you beginning to make way into his apartment building.
As you both reached his door, he fumbled with his keys for a moment before unlocking the door. He awkwardly huffed a laugh as he looked back at you, opening the door and allowing you in. His apartment was well furnished, it looked very cozy. “Make yourself comfortable, do you want anything else to drink..or?..” He asked, shutting the door and locking it.
“I’ll be fine..im already tipsy.” You murmured, blinking a few times before sitting on his couch. The whole apartment smelled like his cologne, it was nice..and weirdly attractive. It felt like he was all around you. You heard him shuffling around in the kitchen. Curious, you turned around to find him pouring himself half a glass of what you assumed to be whiskey. “Can you handle your liquor? your ears are red enough, no?” You asked, hinting at his now pink shaded ears.
“I’ll be alright, it’s only half a glass.” He insisted, taking a sip as he walked over towards you. The sleeves of his blue button up rolled to his elbows as he sat beside you on the couch. Yunho sighed for a moment before looking at you, he seemed to be thinking. “What’s up with you? developed a staring problem?” You asked with a chuckle. A small smile formed on his face, and hell did he look handsome. Though you pushed that thought aside.
“Nah..just thinking.” He responded, his voice a bit raspy. You would be lying if you said it didn’t send a small shiver down your spine. “Thinking about what?” You spoke, playing into the conversation with a small grin. “You want the truth? or bullshit?” He asked, taking a sip of whiskey. “The truth, obviously.” You spoke, your eyes narrowing playfully at him.
“Well..” He started, putting his glass of whiskey on the coffee table about a foot infront of you two. “If your so sure, then i’ll tell you.” He spoke, giving a suspenseful pause as he stared at you. His dark eyes roamed yours, occasionally flickering to your lips. “So?..what’s on your mind?” You ask, the suspense making you curious. He sighed, leaning over so his elbows rested on his knees, one hand clasped over the other as he opened his mouth to speak.
“You.” He stated simply, which took you by surprise. “What do you mean ‘me?’..I need context Yunho.” You spoke, your head tilting in confusion. You couldn’t help but squeeze your thighs together just a bit at the sight of him. He was hot, you couldn’t deny that. You just hoped he hadn’t become some sort of douche.
“Don’t play dumb, i know your smart.” He spoke, his gaze locked on you. “What i mean is, im thinking about you. Everything, about you. From the past, and now.” He spoke, sitting up right. “How much you’ve changed..how much you’ve stayed the same..” His voice got deeper with every word, his tone becoming a bit more..flirty. You felt a goosebumps spread on your skin as he got closer, a small tingle spreading throughout your body..you couldn’t find the words to speak.
“How pretty you are in that dress..” He whispered, his hand now on your waist. He was slowly inching closer. “God, you’re so pretty..” He breathed as his eyes roamed over your body, his hand slowly running up and down your sides. “Yunho..are you drunk?” You asked, your voice quiet. The way he was slowly leaning you back onto the couch made you feel..small.
“Just a bit tipsy..but I promise, i’ve never been more sure of my actions than I am right now.” He whispered, his face just inches from yours. His free hand moved to your middle back to keep you from moving away from him. You went to open your mouth to speak, but no words came out. He leaned in just a bit more, his head tilting as his eyes met yours, you could practically feel the heat radiating off him.
“Can I kiss you?..please?” He asked, which caught you by surprise..he truly is just as respectful as he used to be. Some small part of you couldn’t help but urge you to nod. “Hell yea.” You murmured. Without a second thought he leaned in, his lips landing softly on yours. The kiss was slow, almost like he was teasing. His hand roamed your hips and waist, the other coming up to the side of your face. The pad of his thumb brushing against your bottom lip, a silent request to open your mouth. In which you happily obliged, his tongue moving to meet yours. As he explored your mouth, the taste of your sweet margarita mixed with the bitterness of his whiskey, creating an intoxicating taste that neither of you could get enough of.
“Fuck..you’ve got no clue how long I’ve waited for this..” Yunho muttered between the now sloppy kiss, which didn’t miss you at all..but that’s something you’d ask about later. Right now, you were practically melting in his hands as they roamed you, lightly squeezing your thighs every once in a while. After what felt like forever, you two pulled away. His forehead resting on yours as a string of saliva kept you two connected, both of you taking deep breaths.
“Fuck it.” Yunho spoke, taking your hand and standing up.
<3~
Next thing you knew, he was pinning you down to his bed, his lips latched onto yours as his hands squeezed and roamed your thighs. Your kisses were sloppy and messy, tongues and teeth clashing with one another. You softly sighed into the kiss at his touch, a small smirk on his lips. He slowly pulls away, his gaze locked on yours.
“If you feel uncomfortable, tell me to stop, alright?” He spoke sternly, waiting for a response, his breath fanning over his neck. “I will..i promise.” You whispered, Yunho hummed in acknowledgment before moving to place sloppy open mouthed kisses on your neck. His tongue grazing your skin every once in a while. You quickly discovered that Yunho was one hell of a tease.
“Shit…” you murmured, Yunho having the time of his life kissing and licking at your neck, with the occasional bite or suck. You already had 1 or 2 hickeys forming on your collarbones and neck. Yunho nipped at a certain part on the side of your neck, causing you to gasp. A small whine leaving your lips in the process. Yunho snickered in response. “Feels good?” He asked softly, continuing to kiss and suck on the small spot. “Fuck, yea..” You sighed, one of your hands toying with his hair.
He let out a low chuckle. He continued to tease that small spot until a hickey bloomed, placing a small kiss on it as he admired the newly made bruise. “Yunho..” you breathed. He swiftly moved to look at you, your gaze locked on his as your chest rose and fell. There was nothing but pure tension in the room. You could cut it with a knife. “Hm? What’s wrong baby?” He asked, the pet name so naturally rolling off his tongue..you’d be lying if you said you didn’t like it.
“Nothings wrong..just, stop teasing..hm?” You suggested, your hand messing with the collar of his button up. He chuckled, looking away for a moment before poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue. “Try asking a little nicer, yea baby?” He replied, his voice smooth and deep as he looked down at you. You huffed..a small pout playing in your lips.
“Yunho..please stop being such a tease, you know im not the most patient person..” you murmured, your eyes meeting his intense ones. He huffed a bit. “I know,” He snickered, his hands spreading your thighs apart as he ran his hands up and down your inner thighs. “But it’s so fun watching you whine…can’t I just have a bit more fun?” He asked with a chuckle, lifting your right leg up and putting it over his shoulder as he leaned down. He placed more wet kisses on your inner thigh, nipping at the sensitive skin as you gasped with every bite and lick.
“Yunho..dammit, please..” You whispered, your dress scrunched up at your hips by now. You swore you could feel his smirk against your thighs. “Please, what? Tell me what you need baby.” He murmured against your thighs, his gaze moving to meet yours. You groaned a bit in protest. “Yun..can you touch me, please?..” You muttered, your head falling back into the plush pillows as you whined, his kisses and licks not faltering.
“Touch you where, cutie? Here?” He ask with a sly smirk, his hand moving to your mid thigh. You shook your head, eyes shut as he left hickeys all over your inner thigh. “Then where?..You’re gonna have to tell me pretty girl, or else I won’t know what you want..” He teased, his tone was low and flirty. “Yunho..god dammit..I need you. I need your fingers in me..please..” you whined, your voice sounding just a bit impatient. He knew just how to test your limits.
“Oh? Such a needy girl..” Yunho cooed in a teasing manner, his hands slowly gliding across your skin and towards your core. You gasped in relief as you felt his finger glid across your dampened panties. He slowly moved to scrunch your dress up towards your waist, pulling down your underwear afterwards. He inhaled a sharp breath at the sight of your wet core.
“Shit..this pretty thing’s all for me?” He snickered, his thumb slowly rubbing your clit as he basked in your sweet sounds. “Yun!…fuck——” You moaned softly. His lips crashing into yours, swallowing your moans as he slid two fingers into your core, moving them at a teasingly slow pace. He simply grinned as you tried to moved your hips in sync with his fingers, though he held your hips down to the bed with his free hand.
You let out soft gasp and whines at his slow pace, it wasn’t enough for you. “Yunho, more..please?” You asked between the messy kisses. Yunho slowly broke the kiss, his eyes locked on yours as your lips were less than an inch apart. “Beg. I want you to beg me for it baby.” He said lowly, his eyelids a bit droopy. Your cheeks flushed a shade of pink, you knew it’d be embarrassing..but the way his fingers pumped in and out of you. . .made you willing to do anything for more of him.
Yunho slightly snickered as he waited for you to speak. You inhaled a deeper breath before closing your eyes to speak. “Yunho..can you—“ you began, before he cut you off with a stern tone. “Open your eyes. Look at me and beg, baby.” He ordered, in which you opened your eyes, your gaze landing on his lustful one. “Yunho..” You started, Yunho humming in response as he waited for you to continue, his slow pace not faltering. “Yunho..please, I need you..can you please go faster? God, and use your mouth..I..I need it, so bad. I can’t take anymore teasing..” You whined, a few moans slipping past your lips.
“Well..your gonna take what I give you anyways baby,..but since you asked so nicely..” Yunho trailed off with a smirk, his head moving down between your legs to give your core a long lick. “I mean..how could I say no to that pretty face?…or this pretty pussy, hm?” He cooed. His lips latching around your clit as he sucked and nipped at it, his fingers now pumping in and out of you at a faster pace.
You gasped at the sudden simulation. Your hand finding its way to yunho’s hair, tangling your fingers with his long hair. “This what you wanted, princess?” He asked, a sly smile on his lips as he abused the small bundle of nerves, nothing but whines and soft gasp of his name leaving your lips. Yunho absolutely loved the sounds you made. He couldn’t help but rut into the mattress, softly moaning against your clit, causing you to see stars.
“Fuck..just like that..please..” You murmured, Yunho let out a mix of a chuckle and a moan. He slowly removed
out his fingers, the feeling immediately being replaced with the warmth of his tongue. Your back arched at the feeling, his hands now holding your hips down as your grip on his hair tightened, his nose perfectly nudging against your clit.
His tongue explored every inch it could reach, your taste on his tongue was absolutely intoxicating for him. His rutting into the mattress not faltering, he was just as needy as you were..but he kept himself together, planning to tease you to your limits.
He continued at this for a while, every time you tried to buck your hips, his grip on your hips tightened, you were sure it would leave bruises a this point. “Shit princess..I could do this all night. You taste so fuckin’ good..” He quietly moaned, placing open mouthed kisse on your clit before his tongue found it way back inside you. You could feel the pleasure bubbling up in your lower stomach, your breathing becoming more erratic. “Yun..Yunho, I’m close..please keep going, god..” you spoke between moans, your mind was hazy, your thoughts wrapped around the pleasure you were feeling..and the source of it, Yunho.
“Your gonna cum, baby? You wanna cum all over on my face?” He teased, his fingers quickly replacing his tongue as they pumped in and out of you as a quick pace, curling towards him. You nodded vigorously in response, too blinded by the feeling of his fingers to form a sentence. “Your gonna have to say it with your words baby.” He spoke, leaning back down to suck on your clit, his fingers movements not faltering. “Fuck!…yes, yes. Let me cum on your face please..it feels so good..” you manage to say, your words just a bit slurred.
“Good girl..your words are slurring already? Shit..I can’t wait to see what your like when your stuffed full with my cock. You’ll be a damn mess.” He chuckled, his breath fanning over your core. His words didn’t help how close you were, you felt the knot in your stomach continue to tighten.
“Yunho..I’m gonna..I’m..shit—” You whined, yunho immediately replacing his fingers with his tongue. “Cum on my tongue baby..let me taste you some more, yea?” He murmured, continuing to edge you closer util you finally came undone, whines and pretty moans leaving your lips as you saw stars. your core clenched around yunho’s tongue as he slurped up your slick, basking in the taste of you all over his tongue and mouth. He didn’t leave a single drop behind, letting you ride out your high on his tongue until he finally moved from
In-between your legs.
His lips quickly found yours, letting you taste yourself as your tongues met. Your hands crawled towards his button up. You slowly began undoing the buttons, yunho focusing on getting your dress off. Once his shirt was fully open and your dress was off, he latched his mouth onto one of your breast, sending goosebumps all over your body. His right hand massaging the other one.
“Fuck..” you murmured, your breath shallow as you leaned into his touch. Yunho abruptly stopped, looking down at you. “Can you get on your knees for me princess? Please..I need your mouth around my dick so fucking bad.” He whispered, his lust filled gaze locked on yours.
You simply nodded. You both moved around, yunho now leaning against the headboard as you were on your knees in between his legs. Yunho quickly undoing his belt and tossing it in some random corner of the room, immediately undoing the buttons of his pants and tugging his pants and boxers down, his erection being freed from the confines of his clothes. He let out a sigh, the tip an angry red color and already dripping with precum, which smeared over his mid and lower abs. His chest rising and falling softly, the dim lights of his room making him look ethereal.
You slowly took his erection into your hands, pumping it slowly as you leaned down, licking across the slit on his tip. He murmured a soft “fuck..” As he grabbed a fistful of your hair, holding it away from your face as you took his tip into your mouth, your gaze locked on his. You soon went further, taking as much of him as you could into your mouth until he hit the back of your throat, which was a little more than half. He moaned as you gagged on his cock.
“Shit..your mouth feels so good..” He groaned softly, his grip on your hair tightening as he fucked your face, his hips bucking up into your mouth as he pushed his cock a bit further down your throat. His gaze never left yours as he moaned your name softly, his hips stuttering a bit. “God..your really gonna make me cum this fast..” He muttered, bucking his hips a bit more. “Can I cum is your mouth baby? Is that alright?” He asked as you were literally gagging on his dick. He ran his free hand through his hair as he watched you give a small thumbs up. He chuckled a bit, but it flowed into a moan as he felt himself get closer.
“Fuck, princess..swallow all of it for me, okay?” He moaned, a small
Smile on his lips as his now wrinkled open button up drooped off one of his shoulders. His head fell back as he pushed your head down just a bit more, majority of his cock stuffed down your throat as he let out a long string of moans, his cum flowing down your throat as you swallowed. He finally let go of your hair, your head lifting up from his, your eyes a bit glossy.
“Open your mouth.” He spoke, taking a hand to place it under your chin, his thumb pulling your bottom lip down. You complied, opening your mouth to show that you did infact, swallow everything. “Good girl, you’ve been doing so good..does that pretty pussy want some of my cum too? Huh?” He teased, his hands resting on your slightly bruised hips as he waited for your response.
“God, yes..I’ve been waiting all fucking night..” You whined, Yunho immediately moving to hover over you.
“Do you have any condoms?” He asked, fully removing his button up and tossing it somewhere in the room. “No, fuck, just go raw..” you murmured, your hands running across his torso. His eyes widened a bit, his erection slowly coming back at the thought. “Shit..are you sure?..” he asked, he was genuine. He needed you to be sure. “..I know what I want. So please..go raw.” You whispered, his lips finding yours as he kissed you, lightly biting your bottom lip as he slowly pushed the tip in, causing you to gasp softly.
Yunho softly groaned as he pushed in, inch by inch until you were full of him. He stayed still, waiting for you to adjust before you began to move your hips a bit, looking for any sort of friction. “You ready, baby?” He ask, moving to place small kisses on your chest. “Mhm..” You hummed with a nod, gasping as he pulled out halfway before thrusting back in. A small groan leaving his lips as he started with a slow pace, his eyes finding yours..searching for any hint of discomfort.
“..yunho, faster..please.” You sighed softly, your eyelids drooping ever so slightly as your nails softly scratched his back. He chuckled in response, his pace speeding up with each thrust, his grip on your hips becoming a bit tighter. You let out gasps and whines every time his hips met yours, his mouth moving down to latch on another one of your tits, his teeth grazing your nipple ever so slightly. “Just like that— please! Don’t, don’t stop!” You whined as he finally found a quick pace, his cock hitting your gummy spot with each thrust. His gaze eventually found yours as he pounded into you, his thumb finding it ways to your clit to stimulate you even further.
“Fuck..you take my cock so good princess, you like being stuffed full, don’t you?” He teased between his own soft pants and moans. You simply nodded, your nails digging into his back. “Mhm..mhm—“ was all you could manage, yunho chuckling at how dazed you already were. You couldn’t even think properly with the way he would pull out fully just to snap his hips forward, stuffing you with his cock all over again.
He removed his thumb from your clit, causing you to whine from the loss of contact as his hand moved to grip the headboard as he continued harshly pounding into you, words of praise about how good you take him leaving his lips every few thrust. “..such a good girl, your pretty pussy takes my cock so fuckin’ good..” he moaned, his gaze locked on yours as he watched your eyes roll back ever so slightly.
Yunho couldn’t help but admire the way his cock would leave a small
Imprint on your lower tummy with each thrust. Meanwhile the knot in your stomach formed once again. All you could manage was a few whines of his name and pouty moans as you felt him all around you. His lips once again latching onto your neck, softly nibbling between moans.
The way his cock abused your gummy spot had your head spinning, pushing you towards the edge. “Yunho!- I’m close, so close— please keep going, please!” You pleaded, small whines escaping your lips between words. “Your that drunk on my dick already? Gonna— fuck..cum so soon princess?” He snickered, whispering in your ear before quickening his pace, the bed creaking slightly as his grip on the headboard tightened.
“You wanna cum that bad? Go ahead baby, be a good girl and cum on my dick.” Yunho groaned in your ear, feeling his high slowly approaching as well. “Fuck— I’m..i—!” Was all you managed to say before you felt your climax wash over you, your hand tangled in his hair as you let out choked moans and whimpers.
Yunho’s pace didn’t falter as he chased after his own high, a few whimpers leaving his lips with how close he was. “Fuck, fuck— good girl, take my dick, just like that. I’m so fucking close- god..just a little more baby..I’m-“ He moaned, his eyes shut as his thrust got sloppy, his hips stuttering a bit. You couldn’t even think at this rate, the pleasure becoming too much as he fucked you past your limit, not giving your body a chance to calm down.
“Yunho, I— it’s too much-“ you whined, Yunho’s lip cutting you off as he crashed them onto yours, the sloppy kiss full of moans and whimpers. “I know baby, but I’m so close, be a good girl and take it, okay? Please..fuck—. Be a good girl for me-” He moaned between the kiss, his tongue sloppily crashing with yours as you were still attempting to catch your breath. His pace was getting sloppier by the second, desperate for his own release.
“Can I cum inside you?..please baby?” He asked, his needy eyes locking with your dazed ones. “God!- yes, please—” you whimpered. That was all he needed, his head falling onto your shoulder as he came. His hips stuttering as he fucked his cum further into you, riding out his high. Moans leaving his lips as your pussy milked him for every drop he could give at that moment.
“Good girl..shit, you were so good for me baby.” He murmured as he attempted to even out his breaths, placing a kiss on your cheek. You both laid there for a moment, processing what just happened. Yunho was the first to move, removing his weight from you to shuffle off the bed stand up.
“I’m gonna grab you a water, alright?…don’t move around too much.”
He spoke, his tone softly now as he softly brushed the hair from your face before sliding on his boxers. As he walked out of the room, you couldn’t help but be left alone with your thoughts. You just had sex with the guy you liked all throughout high school…but what was next? Was this it? Just a quick fuck and then what?..He’d just ask you to leave? You couldn’t help but worry a bit as you slowly sat up, Yunho returning with the glass of water.
He placed the glass down on his nightstand for a moment before grabbing one of his shirts and helping you put it on before handing you the water. “How do you feel? Does anything hurt?” He asked you softly, his hand moving to rub small circles on your back. “No..I feel fine, don’t worry.” You assured him, though it was obvious to anyone you seemed a little on edge.
“Hey..what’s wrong? Do you regret anything?..” He asked, his eyes were obviously a bit worried. You took a long sip of your water before looking at him. “No..of course I don’t. I’m just..kinda nervous I guess.” You murmured, your gaze moving down to the glass.
“Nervous? Nervous of what, baby?” He asked, softly grabbing your chin so your gaze met his. “I..I mean I don’t really know what’s after this…we haven’t seen eachother in years and then we just did this..I..I just don’t want you to pretend like this never happened.” You sighed, a small pout on your lips. Yunho chuckled, placing a kiss on your lips. “Why the hell would I do that? Do you seriously have no clue how happy I am? I never stopped thinking about you..even after we drifted apart.” He spoke, every word leaving his lips filled with genuine emotion.
“Really?..” you asked, you truly hoped with every bit of your being that this wasn’t some stupid dream. “Really. I’ve always been interested in you, since sophomore year..but you never noticed. So I just never said anything.” He assured you, his eyes filled with nothing but pure affection. You let out a huff of relief, but also shock. You didn’t know what to say. “I’m like…really into you, everything about you honestly.” He spoke, waiting for any sort of response from you.
You simply pulled him in for a kiss, it was sweet. He looked at you with happy eyes as you pulled away. “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this, oh my god.” You spoke with a sigh, a smile forming on your face.
“I’m glad..” He started, looking down at his lap before back at you. “Hey, let me take you out to dinner tomorrow. I know I probably should’ve done that first but..what’d you say?” He offered.
“I’d love too.” You replied with an even bigger smile, your nose scrunching a bit. He let out a long sigh of relief, a hand on his chest. “Okay..awesome. I..uhm, it’s late though, you must be tired.” He spoke, adjusting the blankets so they were over your legs, proceeding to open his arms a bit. “We should probably sleep..no?” He suggested. You happily accepted as you both laid down, his arms wrapped around your waist.
“I’m so happy…you can’t even imagine.” He murmured into your hair, your head laying on his chest. “I bet..” You joked with a snicker, your eyelids feeling heavy as you closed your eyes, basking in the warmth of his arms.
“Goodnight,” you whispered.
“Goodnight baby, I love you.” He replied, a soft smile on his face.
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A/N: &/&:7: THIS IS MY FIRST FIC IN FOREVER SO I HOPE ITS OKAY 😰😰😰!! Apologies for any spelling or grammar errors I didn’t catch…
