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Spy Games [Chapter 1] : More Than It Seems

Characters: Twice Momo, Male Reader

4579 words

Authors Note: This is literally the first fiction writing I have done since I was a little kid writing stories about a town full of hamburgers. I was inspired to try my hand at writing by the plethora of amazing kpop smut writers out there right now, but by @lockefanfic​, @nsfwtwicecatcher​, @nsfwflint​, and @ggidolsmuts​ in particular. If there are any similarities between my writing and theirs, please forgive me as I’ve spent more hours than I’d care to admit “researching” their work. 

One thing that amazes me is how the hell everyone cranks out thousands of words with such frequency, as this post isn’t even 5k and it took forever to write. I can’t begin to explain how much respect I have for all the authors out there who can write so much and maintain such high levels of quality.

As a new writer, I welcome any and all feedback! Feel free to drop me a line if you have any critiques, or if you just want to chat!

***

“Coming up on the target now.” 

“Roger that, remember the office is on the top floor. Let us know when you’re inside. And remember, no elevators...” teases your handler, Choa.

“Thanks for the reminder,” you reply sarcastically.

You survey the skyscraper against the night sky--it would be impressive if it weren’t one of a hundred just like it downtown Seoul--and wonder what you had done to deserve getting the short end of the stick. Of course, you knew there was a reason to avoid the elevators: they sat directly in front of the building’s concierge and the cameras in the lobby, while the stairwell lay in a remote part of the first floor. The logic behind your impending hike didn’t make the reality any less abhorrent.

“Meanwhile, Seolhyun gets to infiltrate an organization in the Caymans. Just my fucking luck.” you grumble to yourself.

“Oh, stop whining, you big baby,” says Choa, reminding you to keep your thoughts to yourself.

You sneak past the lobby and towards the back of the floor you find the entrance to the stairwell in a poorly lit area.

“Beginning my climb.” you report, shaking out your legs as you prepare to go up.

“Sir, I-I’m getting some interference over comms,” chimes in the timid voice of the girl you knew to be your newest team member, Yoo Jeongyeon. “It could just be local chatter, but I want to make sure it’s not someone trying to listen in.”

“Probably nothing to worry about, but we’ll let you know if there’s anything you need to worry about.” Choa assures you. 

As you climb up the stairs, you wonder why anyone would want to listen in on this particular mission. This was a run-of-the-mill operation to investigate money laundering at an accounting firm. You’d infiltrated foreign governments, broken into and bugged the offices of billionaire CEOs, and tailed enemy agents. You could understand people wanting to hear those comms, but this? Either someone wanted something to listen to as a sleep aid, or this mission was more interesting than it looked.

A tip had come in through one of the new girls at the Intel Desk reporting that there was some fishy activity related to organized crime going on at the accounting firm. This was routine and you’d gone on dozens of similar recon missions before: break in, find suspicious intel, get out. But if someone wanted so badly to hear what was going on, the new girl may have stumbled onto something worthy of a promotion. Hayoung, you think her name was. Her chestnut, shoulder-length hair along with her well-endowed physique reminded you of a young mother, but her mature beauty belied her young age. You had caught yourself more than a few times fantasizing about her in your off hours…

You stop mid-way in the stairwell, scolding yourself for losing focus. Too often over the course of the last year you found yourself fantasizing about the women in your life. Sure, before the incident with Eunha you had sexual thoughts about your coworkers--you were surrounded by beautiful women, after all. But recently you noticed that your life was increasingly preoccupied with sex: both in your thoughts and the real-life exploits you carried out. 

Much longer than a few minutes later, you reach the 63rd floor out of breath and sweating, wishing more than ever that it was you and not Seolhyun lounging on the beach. You take a moment to compose yourself before peeking out into the office floor to see if the coast is clear.

“We may have a problem, boss. Jeongyeon looked into the comms disturbance and someone much more sophisticated than the average joe is definitely trying to tap in,” Choa says. “Jeongyeon’s kicking their ass right now blocking their access, but there’s only so much she can do alone. Eventually we’re going to lose control of this channel.”

“Dammit. I knew something was off with this op,” you grumble. “If they want to listen in to whatever I find, it must be important. We’ll go dark. Recon says this should be a quick in and out anyways. I’ll tag you once I’m out.”

“Be careful. Signal us if anything goes wrong. Just don’t do anything stupid.” replies Choa. 

“What do you think they pay me all this money for?” you tease, wanting to put her nerves at ease. “See you on the other side. Over and out.”

You could hear the concern in her voice. Even though keeping you safe was part of her job, you knew she cared about you. You also knew as well as she did that anything could go wrong even in the five minutes it would take you to break in, especially when it appeared that someone knew exactly what you were doing.

You switch off your comms link and head out the door and into the office.

It looked exactly as you expected--rows and rows of non-descript cubicles, with a princely office lined with glass walls occupying the far corner. Jeongyeon had retrieved the floor plan by hacking into the building’s security database earlier in the week, and you knew after her effort tonight in detecting and fending off the comms interference that Choa would want you to acknowledge the work the new girl had been putting in. She certainly was more skilled than the five previous team members you’d fired after Eunha, but you found it difficult to bring yourself to praise her. The Ops Officer position she occupied was a sore point for you, after all.

You deftly pick the lock on the corner office door and immediately sit down in front of the terminal on the desk, logging in with the security bypass Jeongyeon drew up. 

Again your thoughts drift to Eunha. Eunha was your longtime Ops Officer--highly skilled, you trusted her more than anyone. It also helped that she was your fiance. It made you sad to think about her; about what could have been, what should have been. Over the past year, you were constantly reminded of her absence by the utter incompetence of her replacements. You suppose it was nice that at the very least, Jeongyeon didn’t give you many opportunities to bemoan her performance in the same way--to remind you of Eunha.

You shake your head, compelling yourself to rise out of your funk and get on with the mission.

As you scroll through files, you stop on one with a familiar signature. Reading its contents, your eyes open wider--suddenly you understand why someone would be interested to listen in to your communications. You quickly save the file to your flash drive and stand up to leave, only to be startled by a figure in the doorway.

“Care to tell me what’s on that?” comes a familiar voice from the darkness that you knew to be Hirai Momo’s. Momo was an agent for a foreign espionage agency--you had as friendly a rivalry as you could have when working for different governments. 

“What was the point of trying to hack our comms if you were just going to show up and ask me that?”

“I had no intention of coming until you decided to ghost your girlfriends,” teases Momo. “Besides, I like showing you how much better I am at sneaking around.”

Momo flicks on the light and she comes into focus. The Japanese government made a good decision when they hired her, you think. She was built for the job of a seductive spy. Her perfectly toned legs had a lovely sheen all the way up to her short skirt, while her cleavage suggested that her tits were ready to burst out of her tight, patterned blouse. Where most of your attention was drawn, however, was her lustrous blue hair, which fell to her shoulders.

“I may actually need your help with this, once you see what’s on it,” you say, nodding your head at the flash drive.

“Oh, so you’re willing to give it to me? I thought I was going to have to fuck you for it,” she says sarcastically. You knew behind the humor was more than a nugget of truth, though. Sex had been the primary vehicle for information trading with Momo over the years. You decide to test your reading of the situation.

“Just because I need your help doesn’t mean I’m giving it for free…”

Momo brings her thumb to her mouth and bites gently as she ponders your not-so-subtle proposition. She takes her turn to look you up and down, making you feel more than a little self conscious in her gaze of judgment. After so many years in the dangerous world of espionage, there were only a handful women who could make you feel so small. Then again, Momo was no regular girl. 

Once she’s satisfied she has properly appraised your worth, Momo lets go of her thumb and straightens her blouse.

“Fine,” she says matter-of-factly, “let’s get to it,” unbuttoning her blouse as she walks towards you.

You are surprised by the lack of fight she put up, but you thought it best to keep that to yourself. Her tone reminds you of a business meeting--that is, if you hadn’t seen her pull her top off as she approached you. She sits in your lap on the chair, wrapping her arms around your neck as you meet her lips for a kiss. Momo’s mouth was familiar to you, introduced to you many times throughout your career. It seemed like every time you ran across her you had sex. One thing you adored about your relationship with her was that it was absolutely without strings attached. You fucked for work, but just because it was part of the job didn’t mean you both didn’t enjoy it. 

Momo, however, was loath to admit the pleasure she got out of her liaisons with you. Call it pride, call it being professional, whatever--Momo refused to act like sex with you was anything other than work, no different than working in a spreadsheet.

You feel her reach down to your pants, quickly unbuttoning them as she sinks to her knees in front of you. You smirk--her eagerness to please you betrayed her air of ambivalence.

Momo wastes no time getting down to business. You are certain the Japanese trained her very well in tender foreplay, but it seems she doesn’t care much for subtlety at the moment. Instead, she utilizes a more direct method to extract your pleasure--one that must have required its own fair share of training--as she spits on your cock before immediately forcing it as deeply in her mouth as she can take it. One, two, three bobs is all it takes for her to reach the base of your cock, her nose buried in your pelvis.

“Fuuuck me, that’s good,” you groan as you hold her head in place for several seconds, and Momo replies in turn with a cough that spits a healthy serving of saliva on to your cock. You release your grip on the back of her head to give her a chance to breathe, but she surprises you when she simply continues to work her mouth on your increasingly saliva-drenched cock, swirling her tongue around your base. Most of the other women you had slept with in recent months would be gasping for air by now, but Momo’s demeanor was cool, calm, and collected. Almost as if she was reading your mind, Momo paused her slurping and pulled her mouth off your shaft--but not forgetting to continue stroking it with achingly deft corkscrew motions.

“What’s the matter? Girls in your department not able to take care of your cock like a real woman?” Momo clicks her tongue and grins. “I’ve told you for years, you’d never be treated so poorly if you came to work for a professional outfit like ours.”

“Shut up and suck my cock.”

Momo shrugs, and gets back to the task at hand. Slobbering even more as she takes you into your mouth again, you pause to thank your lucky stars that you had a job that paid you in part to fuck women like Momo. You gaze upon her face, which has become just as messy as your cock. Momo’s sloppy blowjob has not only left liberal amounts of spit on your cock, but on her face as well--with strands of her blue hair plastered to her cheeks. Even though you thought it impossible, you feel your cock get harder at the sight of Momo’s messy face.

For several minutes, Momo continues inhaling your cock as you find yourself nearing the point of no return, you yank Momo’s head off your throbbing cock in order to prolong your session. A bit too forcefully, it seems, as Momo falls over onto her side.

“What the fuck!” yelps Momo as she picks herself back up, glaring at you. “I suck your cock and you thank me by throwing me on the ground?

“I didn’t mean to, I’m just not ready to cum yet. We both know you would’ve ignored me if I had asked you to stop.”

“I guess you’re right about that,” Momo replies sheepishly. You knew from previous run-ins with her that she loved nothing more than swallowing cum. Even though you had just denied her that favor, you were already thinking about how to make it up to her in a few minutes.

“How about I repay your kindness? Get up on the table and let me eat you.”

“Let’s skip the pleasantries. I’ll get up on the table, but you’re going to fuck me.”

“Someone’s eager to see what’s in this thumb drive,” you tease, inadvertently reminding yourself that this was a transactional liaison. You suspected that Momo’s interest in you extended beyond her desire for the information at hand, and part of you yearned to take her outside of the confines of work. You’re skeptical such a day would ever come, however, given how ambitious Momo was. 

You knew her story--she applied for a job in the Japanese spy agency several years ago, making it all the way through the process before being cut at the very end. She ended up receiving an offer shortly after one of the other finalists died in a ‘training accident’, but Momo lived with a chip on her shoulder ever since. She lived and worked with a pathological drive to prove the agency wrong in their original decision to cut her. Already the youngest lead operative in her country’s history, she had an eye on the directorship and seemed destined for it. So, you supposed, it was nice to be able to fuck her before she became famous.

Momo hops on up on the desk, hiking up her skirt to reveal a delicious-looking blue thong that matches her hair. She looks behind towards you with lust heavy in her eyes as she pulls her thong to the side, revealing her glistening pussy--already dripping, you noted.

“I don’t have all night.”

More than happy to oblige, you line your painfully throbbing cock up with her pussy and you can feel the warmth radiating from it. You take a second to appreciate Momo’s incredible physique as your hands graze downward from her upper back, to her hips, and finally to her ass. As you rub it, you cannot help but appreciate how sublimely taut it is. 

“Jeeze, you act like this is the first time you’ve seen a woman naked,” Momo jabs, interrupting your reverie.

You are starting to get annoyed with Momo’s demeanor. It was nothing new, really--she always carried an air of superiority--but it nonetheless grates on your nerves to see her be so dismissive. You are mature enough to understand that at least a part of this aggravation had to do with the fact that you knew Momo slept with plenty of men for work. Not so mature, however, to be able to stifle the primal urge deep inside of you that wanted Momo to see you as the best of all her lovers. More than ever, it seemed that sexual vanity mattered a great deal to your self-confidence.

With a renewed sense of purpose and your cock in hand, you enter Momo slowly with a long stroke until you fill her to the hilt. In unison with your initial insertion, Momo lets out a whine that crescendos as you bottom out.

As you begin to thrust in and out Momo settles in and widens her stance ever so little, which has the added benefit of allowing you to go even deeper into her warm, wet pussy. Momo was not a girl of surprises. Her face was gorgeous, capable of angelic beauty and fiery lust. Her body reflected the many hours she spent in the gym with ample breasts, insanely tight abs, and a toned ass to match. Her pussy feels exactly as sublime as her beautiful face and incredible body suggested. The perfect combination for a woman who used her body to seduce and take advantage of brainless men. You decide to push out your mind the realization that at this very moment, you are in fact one of those men.

You wanted to make sure Momo felt each and every drive into her hot flesh. Momo continued to moan quietly, each breath punctuated with a new thrust and the sound of your skin meeting hers.

“Looks like someone’s gotten real quiet all of a sudden,” you say, noticing her haughty attitude had subsided as pleasure took you both over.

“Oh, get over yourself,” Momo says, looking back at you with rekindled determination in her eyes, “you’re no better than half the guys I’ve been with. I’m here for the file, not for whatever you call this.” She cooly turns her head to face front again, leaving you seething.

Your twinge of annoyance was now a bubbling boil.

You slow down before withdrawing your cock from her warmth--Momo lets out the faintest whine of disappointment, betraying her dissatisfied front.

Just as Momo turns her head again to complain, you quickly slam your cock deep inside her. Momo yelps, and you notice her eyes bulge as you move your hips in a circular motion with your cock filled to the hilt, scraping deep inside her pussy. After several seconds of this you grab a makeshift ponytail out of her hair and yank backwards, causing her to gasp and arch her back instinctively. As much as she bothered you with her air of indifference, you had to admit that the image in front of you was the stuff of dreams.

Taking advantage of the highly erotic sight before you and the increased leverage offered by your grasp of her hair, you began to truly fuck her with quick and powerful strokes.

“Take it, Momo,” you grunted, beads of sweat beginning to form on your forehead.

Momo said nothing, emitting only breathless gasps from her open mouth. You noticed that their intensity was gradually increasing, so you increased the speed of your shaft penetrating her young, sinful body. You knew she was enjoying this, but you wouldn’t be satisfied until you broke her facade. You wanted her to lose herself to you.

You speed up even more, and the volume of your skin slapping together increases as her pussy drips wetter and wetter, mixing with your leaking precum. You are slamming your cock into her now, and Momo has to grab on to the table to steady herself. Slowly but surely her pretense was crumbling.

“You want it, don’t you Momo? You want more?”

“Fuck yeah,” Momo gasps hoarsely, struggling to speak with her hair being pulled, “Give it to me...o-oh...fuck, give it to me!”

Satisfied that she had succumbed to her pleasure, you relax your grip on her hair slightly and lean over to growl in her ear.

“I’ll give it to you. I’m gonna make sure you remember this, make sure every time you’re with another man you wish it was me.”

Momo acknowledges your promise with a deep groan, giving you great pleasure as you resumed fucking her gorgeous body.

Your eyes drift downward to her glorious ass, now shining with sweat and jiggling violently with each crash of your cock inside her. Inspired by the sight, you release her hair and put one hand on her hip and begin striking her ass with your other. Momo shrieks in surprise, but quickly looks back at you with lidded eyes while biting her lip to tell you she wanted more.

Again you oblige, and it was quickly becoming clear that lust and pleasure were staging a coup of Momo’s senses. She’s making lots of noise, but nothing intelligible. Nothing but guttural moans interspersed with high-pitched squeals. You continue spanking her ass, alternating cheeks--noticing a deep pink beginning to form on both. She’d most likely be dealing with soreness for several days after this, you think.

“You wanna cum, Momo? Cum for me, I know you want to.”

“Mmmmm...Ah, ah, AH! Unggghh,” comes Momo’s response.

“Come on Momo, fucking cum baby...cum all over this cock,” you shout, sincerely hoping there was no one working in an adjacent floor to hear.

“FUUUUCK!” Momo screams eloquently, suddenly dropping her head as her body begins convulsing. You knew what to expect having slept with her before, but you are nonetheless surprised to see how completely overtaken her body was by pleasure. Her upper body jerks spastically as her legs tremble with your cock plunged deep inside her pussy, all the while letting out a high-pitched whine that turns into a soft whimper. Just a few minutes before she was defiant and happy to throw insults at you...now she was a mewling, writhing mess incapable of speaking. The dark, primal part of you is satisfied by her tacit recognition of your talent.

After a short while, Momo begins to compose herself and lifts her upper body from the table. You take it as a sign to slowly resume taking your cock in and out of her. You decide to give her now glowing pink ass a rest and caress her back, tracing long lines with your nails.

“Mmmmm, that feels good,” Momo says, her eyes still closed, “you fuck me so good.”

You slowly begin ramping up the pace, rolling your hips with each stroke. You want to make sure your cock pleases every inch of Momo’s pussy, and make sure it craves you when she’s alone at night. 

After several minutes of this tender, softer version of lovemaking, Momo comes back to her senses. She arches her back again and turns her head to gaze in your eyes as you continue to take her. She begins to move her ass back and forth on your cock in unison with your own strokes.

“Oh my god, you feel so good in my fucking pussy! Every...fucking...stroke!” Momo gasps, the final words punctuated by the force of her majestic ass crashing against your cock.

“You’re a bad girl, Momo,” you tease, “you like being taken and shown who’s boss, don’t you? You like me grabbing your hair and slapping your ass?”

“Yes!” she gasps, “Yes I love it! Mmmmm...I want you to fuck me until you cum. Fuck me until you cum!”

There was no command in the world easier to follow.

Satisfied that you had fulfilled your vain, immature desire to see her acknowledge your skill as a lover, you now focus yourself on extracting pleasure from the young woman beneath you. You settle into a pace with rough strokes, fiercely pounding her over and over. Your pleasure rises with each thrust, aided not only by the mindblowing caress of her pussy, but by the incredible sight of Momo on all fours before you moaning with each strike of your cock inside her.

“Fuck Momo...I don’t think I have much longer, I’m gonna fucking cum so hard!”

“Yes,” comes the response from Momo, “Yes, yes! Fucking cum baby, I want your cum so bad!”

A few more thrusts and you can feel the point of no return coming. For a brief moment you contemplate cumming inside Momo, to truly claim her. You quickly reconsider, wanting to give her what she truly wanted--to swallow your load.

And so, you quickly withdraw your cock from Momo’s now sopping wet pussy and she instinctively turns around and drops to her knees on the floor. Stroking your cock with great fervor, her mouth wide open begging for what was to come.

“Please give me your cum, please, please! I want it...I need it! Cum for me!”

Your head tilts backward as a long groan escapes your lips. Your cum explodes from your shaft, shooting long, thick ropes of semen into her mouth and onto her cheeks and nose. Over and over, your cum splashes on her beautiful face until you finally reach the end of your orgasm, panting and exhausted. Momo’s face is a pornographic picture of lust, her eyes rolled back in pleasure as she swallows the mass of cum you deposited in her mouth.

“I fucking love your cum,” Momo says as she wipes the remaining cum off her face with her finger and promptly brings it to her tongue before swallowing it down as well.

“I’m glad we were both able to get what we wanted,” you say, struggling to catch your breath.

“Speaking of getting what I wanted…” Momo says, nodding her head to the part of the floor where the USB drive now sits, evidently thrown from the table during the session that had just taken place.

“Right,” you say, suddenly remembering you’re here for work, “make a copy and let’s get out of here.”

“Great,” says Momo, still on the floor with a satisfied smile of content on her face, “Hey, I meant what I said about having you join our team. As much shit as I give you, we could really use someone with your talent.”

“Thanks, but I think I’m better off staying put. Don’t think the Korean government would let me live if I tried defecting.”

“Probably true,” says Momo as she begins picking up her clothes, “Never hurts to ask, though.”

***

A few minutes later, you and Momo had both gotten dressed and copied the file onto a drive for her. Momo disappeared into an adjoining hallway and you set off to traverse the stairwell again. As you prepare yourself for the descent, you also steel yourself for the repercussions of giving the intel to a foreign spy agency. With the information you saw in the file, you knew the Japanese would have to be looped in sooner or later. If it was going to happen eventually, you thought it made the most sense to entrust that intel to the agent on the other side you knew would make sure things got done correctly. As logical as it seemed to you, however, you knew it wouldn’t be taken well back at the office.

You click on your comms link, now knowing there’s nothing to fear. 

“Hey Choa, I’m on my way back to the rendezvous.”

“Oh thank god! That took forever, I was about to call for a tac team!” Choa sighs with audible relief, “I take it you got everything you needed?”

“Got more than I needed, actually,” you say, nervous about Choa’s reaction to what you say next, “Listen, there’s one small thing you should know...”

“You did WHAT?!”

[kpopxx]

Anyone interested in taking over as moderator for /r/sickdirtyfreakarmy? I originally had plans for it to be much more, but I just don’t have the creativity/organization/knowledge to do anything with it. I haven’t done anything with it in forever and if someone wants it, let me know. @nchris00 and @thelastdrop, you guys get first dibs since you were both instrumental in it ever being a thing in the first place.

[writerpeach]

Thighrapy

“Good morning, sir. My name is Chou Tzuyu, please have a seat.”

Tzuyu’s presence was calming, her soft voice put you at ease. Dressed in all white she had an angelic aura to her.

“Please tell me why you’ve come to see me today.”

You had many reasons. Yet when a woman looked like her you’d gladly pay hundreds of dollars an hour just to sit in silence.

“Miss Chou I...I’ve lost my confidence.”

“You can just call me Tzuyu. I’m sorry to hear that, can you tell me how this started?”

“I...I was cheated on twice. With the love of my life. I thought she was the one, but it turns out she was just a snake.”

“How long ago did this happen?”

“Six months ago. We were together for three years.”

“That’s a long time, I’m sorry you’ve had this happen to you, it must be very difficult to deal with. Pain takes a long time to get through,” Tzuyu said, adjusting her glasses.

“The first thing you should know is that you can’t blame yourself. You might think it was your fault due to what you feel are personal shortcomings or mistakes you’ve made in your relationship. Cheating is a selfish choice, no matter what the justification is.”

You leaned back in your chair, listening intently.

“Your lack of self-confidence is understandable. You’ve been hurt by someone you cared for, and they left you with feelings of self-doubt and worthlessness. Tell me, have you had any relationships since then?”

“Just some one-night stands and first dates that didn’t turn into second dates. I haven’t bothered after that.”

“I see. Do you often feel like you’re not good enough to find a new partner now?”

“Yes. Always.”

“Also understandable. Your self-worth has been shattered. It will take some time to regain it. Now tell me, are there traits about yourself that you’ve had confidence in the past? Was there something that women complimented you about?”

“I’ve been told I’m a good kisser by several women…”

“That’s a great trait to have. It’s not something everyone knows how to do,” Tzuyu said. “Would you like to demonstrate for me?”

“I’-I’m sorry?”

“I’d like for you to kiss me,” Tzuyu said, eyes locked on you as she vacated her seat, removing her white jacket and leaving it behind her. You couldn’t help but be drawn to the sight of her cleavage as she removed her glasses. “Please, if you don’t mind. Kiss me.”

You didn’t mind. Approaching her you realized her height almost matched yours, making her the perfect partner to lock lips with. Tzuyu wanted you to make the first move, yet you still hesitated, stunned by her beauty.

Taking a nervous breath you leaned in, brushing your lips against hers. You were met with velvety softness and sweetness like no other.

Her lips were silky smooth, you couldn’t just stop at one kiss, wrapping your hands around her warm neck, pressing your lips harder. Tzuyu pulled your body in deeper, yet letting you take the lead, causing your heart to beat faster.

“They weren’t kidding,” Tzuyu said, pulling away and catching her breath, locking eyes with you.

“You’re a great kisser,” she said, sitting back down.

“Thank you.”

“It’s not easy to regain your confidence, but it’s something we’ll gradually work on. There must be multiple traits you’ve been proud of in the past, regardless of your feelings of them now.”

“I…I can’t really think of anything else.”

“There has to be something, I’m sure you have many good qualities.”

“I don’t think so…”

Tzuyu let out a soft sigh. “I understand it’s hard to think positive about yourself right now. During times like this, I find it's best to distract yourself. Have you taken up any new hobbies?”

“No, everything I do reminds me of her.”

“I see, that’s very typical when you’ve spent years of your lives together. You’ve found many things in common so it can be quite difficult to find something that doesn’t remind you of her.”

It made sense.

“You need to clear your mind. Easier said than done, but I know just how. I have a special brand of thighrapy that should do the job.”

“Therapy?” you asked, swearing you heard something else.

“No,” Tzuyu said, shaking her head. “Thighrapy. It’s worked successfully on all of my clients.”

Not another word was said, Tzuyu began undressing until she was left in her bra and panties, showing off her delicious body. You couldn’t keep your eyes off her luscious legs that went on for days or her full heavenly thighs that made your mouth water.

“My thighs always help my clients forget their problems,” Tzuyu said, spreading her legs wide as they would go, gazing upon you with inviting eyes.

“Would you like to touch them?”

“I’d love nothing more.”

“Come on then.”

You’d never dropped to your knees so fast. Tzuyu had the body of a goddess, deserving to be worshipped. Her world-class thighs felt like the softest silk as you caressed your fingertips across her warm skin.

“I always want the best for my clients,” Tzuyu said, keeping her legs spread wide for you. “My thighs are an important part of your treatment.”

“I think it’s working already,” you said, hands wandering over her thighs that would dwarf tree trunks. Her thighs were peppered with soft kisses, licking the sensitive tender skin and treating Tzuyu like your personal buffet. You wondered how such a perfect specimen existed.

Rubbing your face on her thighs you never wanted to leave the comfort of them. You were addicted.

“Since this seems to be working so well I’d like to move on to part two of your therapy.”

“Part two? There’s more?”

“Of course. My clients deserve the best and I intend to give them that,” Tzuyu said, grabbing something out of her drawer and heading towards the nearest wall.

“Please take off your clothes and meet me over here, sir.”

You didn’t know where this was going nor did you care, divesting everything you had on without hesitation. Your throbbing shaft sprung to life. You flattened your back against the wall, watching Tzuyu rubbing her delicious thighs with scented oil until they were glistening.

Tzuyu took time in spreading the same oil and coating every surface of your shaft. “You have a very nice cock. I can’t believe anyone would cheat on you when you’re packing this.”

“This is the most important part of your treatment. You’re going to fuck my thighs.”

Your cock twitched uncontrollably at the thought. Tzuyu closed the distance, your bodies pressed together and grabbed your cock, carefully sandwiching it in between her oily thighs.

“This is going to make your cock feel amazing.”

You moaned as Tzuyu locked her supple thighs tightly around your throbbing shaft. She wasn’t wrong. Staring into her beautiful eyes you grabbed her wide hips and began pumping, fucking her heavenly oiled-up thighs.

You’d never felt anything so orgasmic. Your cock was trapped in incredible warmth, the oil doing its job perfectly, allowing your cock to slide between her flesh with ease.

“Everything’s going to be okay. You’re going to get through this,” Tzuyu said, giving the brightest smile possible.

You groaned with every powerful thrust. You pumped in between Tzuyu’s soft thighs in a slow rhythm, never wanting the mind-numbing sensations to end. You wanted to fuck her thighs forever.

“How’s that feeling?” Tzuyu asked, lips curling wider.

“Fucking amazing, h-holy shit,” you moaned, keeping the intoxicating friction going, your shaft traveling carelessly between her snug thighs that hugged every inch.

“I’d like for you to do this until you cum. Whenever you need to, of course.”

It wouldn’t be too long at this rate. You wanted time to stop, you didn’t want the overwhelming pleasure to end. Kissing Tzuyu’s tender neck you dug your fingers into her flesh. You pumped your hips wildly, chasing your release, using her delicious oily thighs for an outlet of pleasure. You couldn’t take it anymore.

“I-i’m cumming…” you barely managed to speak out, your voice a mere whisper. Pumping until you had nothing left your cock erupted between the heavenly warmth you were sandwiched in, spilling your white-hot semen all over her thighs, staining her panties.

You closed your eyes while the pleasure overtook your body, waiting for her thighs to milk every drop. You could hardly speak, gasping for breath, the air in the room suddenly thin.

It was everything you needed. Gone were your thoughts of despair, your uncertainties, your doubts.

“Tell me how you feel, sir. Any better?”

“I feel wonderful.”

“Good, I’m so relieved it seems to be working. If you’d like to continue we can put you on the schedule for next week. We’ll do a repeat of what we did here today, then we’ll start on some oral sessions and see how you’re progressing.”

“Sounds great, I can’t wait.”

“I look forward to seeing you next week.”

[kpopxx]

Dear God please let this be a recurring series

[lockefanfic]

Oh my.

[kpopxx]

Boss Jeongyeon is a new thing. Never have I ever wanted an annual evaluation so bad...

[nsfwflint-deactivated20250118]

Been getting turned on by sunmi lately and i've been trying to find smuts about her but all of them are gxg do you mind making a bxg one for sunmi?

Getting turned on by Sunmi is definitely a mood. I want to write her at some point, but it's not going to be for a long time most likely. Here's a bxg Sunmi piece that someone else has done. I think one of the new guys has done one too, but I don't remember which one. But those are the only bxg Sunmi pieces I'm personally aware of.

[kpopxx]

https://www.reddit.com/r/sickdirtyfreakarmy/wiki/index#wiki_sunmi

[lockefanfic]

Loud - Part 3

Kim Jisoo snored. Loudly.

“Not sure how such a tiny girl can snore like this,” Irene says softly as she pulls the blanket over the younger girl’s shoulders on the living room couch. “She sounds like a lawnmower.”

You smirk as you walk into the living room. You just arrived home from work — the empty soju bottles and assorted detritus of a hasty dinner on the kitchen table tell you all you need to know about what the two girls were up to in your absence.

“Another long day?” you ask, nodding your head towards the bottles.

“Yeah,” Irene says with a sigh. “We needed to blow off some steam.” She has not left Jisoo’s side, falling to her knees next to the couch to stroke the younger girl’s hair back from her face.

“There’s been a lot of those lately,” you say as you begin to gather up the bottles. It was true; Jisoo’s new position at YG had been demanding, with long hours and frequent travel. She started the position around the same time she convinced you to move into her downtown apartment, but it already felt like you spent more time in it than she did.

Keep reading

[kpopxx]

What's your favorite kpop group? What about your favorite song?

Uh oh...admission time: I'm not actually that into girl group Kpop music. I like a couple of older RV songs, but other than that I've never had anything catch my interest. I'll be the first to admit I haven't tried too hard to seek out groups I enjoyed musically.

That's not to say I don't like Kpop as a genre--I legitimately love almost everything IU has put out since 꽃갈피/Flower Bookmark. I also like Akdong Musician and Lee Hi. This channel (possibly defunct now?) is also full of insanely talented Korean musicians. I think I trend towards the indie-ish stuff because that's what street musicians played when I lived in Seoul and spent my weekends in Daehakno (trendy/artsy university district, highly recommend to anyone living/visiting Seoul who wants a good place to take a date btw).

I guess that's all to say that my interest in Kpop comes a lot from the visuals (and by god they're amazing!), but also what I learn about the girls when they act in dramas or appear in variety/interview shows.

Outside of Kpop I love The Beatles first and foremost (so unique, I know). Otherwise it's a weird mishmash--I love old blues from the 30s and 40s, and I've been on huge Wilco and The Shins kicks recently. Also Streetlight Manifesto is the greatest ska punk band ever.

Thank you for allowing me to blather on about what kind of music I like! I hope you'll all forgive me for this indulgence.

[nchris00]

Update 1

Got a bit of time this evening so started on the process. This is the beginning and hopefully it will be a smooth ride.

[kpopxx]

The REAL hero!!!!

[kpopxx]

With All the “upgrades” we have through out this year with the reddit and the influx of writers, we have to end this with an award show. Smuttys 2021 lets go !

I love it! /r/kpopfap has their end of year survey, kpopalypse has his objectification survey, and we'll have our Smuttys.

Now to brainstorm categories...

[kpopxx]

Hi. Great work with the wiki. I not sure people read the notes but an improvement idea to update the wiki is to make the process automatic. If we build the tag system on the subreddit so people tag group and member of story then the script can iterate over and any new story add to a database. Then when that is complete the program can generate a wikipage what is in the database. We can manually add things with the database. I started, presuming it would be helpful, on reading reddit page

Thanks! That sounds like a really great idea, certainly much better than what I've been doing. It also sounds waaay above my ability, so if there are any volunteers who have the knowledge of how to build something like that, please let me know!

[kpopxx]

I think you made a little mistake for putting Jin Lovelyz at WJSN

Appreciate that, it's been fixed. Everything was done manually so I'm sure there are more errors--people can feel free to let me know so they can get fixed!

[kpopxx]

June 2021 Masterlist of Masterlists Update

Hi everyone!

After a long hibernation due to moving for work and getting situated here, the Masterlist of Masterlists has been updated for the /r/sickdirtyfreak subreddit.

https://www.reddit.com/r/sickdirtyfreakarmy/wiki/index

This update includes 196 new links to smut chapters on Tumblr and AFF, including gobs new Girls’ Generation (SNSD), Twice, and a score of new authors. It is incredible the amount of output in just the last few months from new authors--but what’s even more amazing is how good it is. I think credit for that goes to two groups of people: the new authors themselves, of course, but I think we should recognize the importance of the authors that have been here on Tumblr for years putting out incredible work unuflagging in quality--nsfwtwicecatcher, Locke, ggidolsmuts, nsfwflint, closedafterdark, ninjja, and others. They have built this community and their fans are now becoming authors themselves. Thank you to both the new authors and the ones who’ve been here all along!

On another note, I will be making some changes to how I update the Masterlist of Masterlists moving forward. I did my absolute best this time to include work from every single person who posted their stuff on the subreddit or messaged me privately. Unfortunately this isn’t feasible if I’m the only one updating the list--it’s just too much work and I don’t have the time. I’m thinking about designing some sort of submission process that helps make the updating/formatting more easy, but for now I will only be adding pieces that I actively read/follow here on Tumblr--and maybe an exception for My Sone Secret on AFF because that shit is too good to exclude.

Anyways, hope everyone enjoys the update!

[writerpeach]

You know any other long chaptered smut ? I know only Business Trip and that 200 chapter snsd manager smut

https://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/930582/my-sone-secret this but a large portion of it isn’t smut

[kpopxx]

PSA for anyone who wants to ask the authors whether there’s smut about X idol or smut series in general, you can always check the /r/sickdirtyfreak wikis first!

Here is the wiki for series: https://www.reddit.com/r/sickdirtyfreakarmy/wiki/series

Here is the wiki for idols: https://www.reddit.com/r/sickdirtyfreakarmy/wiki/index

They have not been updated for the last month-ish because I’ve been consumed with work, but I will get new chapters updated sometime soon.

[nsfwflint-deactivated20250118]

@lockefanfic if you were upset about the pizza , wait until you see my spicy:

[kpopxx]

Pineapple salsa: :(

Pineapple hot sauce: <3<3

[kpopxx]

Smut Series Masterlist

Hi everybody! I wanted to announce the “Series Masterlist”, which aims to compile all ongoing/completed series for each author. I would encourage any of the authors here on Tumblr to review the list if you’re interested and keep me honest--I may have missed a few series in my review of various masterlists/archives.

In case you missed it, we recently posted the Masterlist of Masterlists (MOM) to make it easier for readers to find work for whatever idol they’re interested in.

I would also encourage anyone reading this to let me know your thoughts on the subreddit! What do you want to see? How would you like to see it run? I would love to hear your ideas!

[ggidolsmuts]

The male scrotum is what I think the anon was referring to. And I believe he wanted to know what kind of treatment you would provide to the common male nutsack.

I have... never heard it called that, huh.

I dunno, not something I’ve paid attention to, gentle tug and push is nice? Most of the nerves aren’t there, so as long as you don’t hit it lol

[kpopxx]

New challenge: write the words “male bag” in a smut and make it sound natural.

[kpopxx]

pineapple on pizza: S tier or trash tier?

What’s lower than trash...can we go with toilet tier? I’m not averse to sweet/savory mixes--mango/habanero hot sauce is amazing--but pineapple on pizza is a crime and should be punished.