that hee thought of big hee who has to spread your lips I NEED THAT
𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 notes: hehe I’m glad I’m not the only one bc heesueng has been bias wrecking me so bad rn ! Hope you like it babez (*o*) wanna thank my bbg @emisluvr for the help 🙂↕️ ! I feel like everyone loves a big dick heesuengie. PLEASE INTERACT WITH MY WORKS IF YOU LIKE THEM
۶•ৎ warnings ¡ BIGDICK HEE slight size kink, reader cries heesueng finds it hot….kinda cervix fucking? non established relationship, hee lowkey mean but… WE LOVE MEAN HEE SO WE CHEERED! I think that’s it.
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“Come on baby just a bit more”
You feel your heart in your throat and head empty, who knew heesueng has a monster cock? He never looked the type and if you’re being honest he kinda looked like a virgin. He promised just once— once and he’ll never ask again. It’s been so long since he’s had sex, he can’t help but be frustrated ! He was so straightforward with what he wanted and you knew, what heesueng wants, heesueng gets. You can feel him in your stomach and he hasn’t even moved yet, he’s only halfway in when your eyes start to water from the intensity, your hands go to grab at his biceps that rest on your waist trying to ground yourself when he starts going even deeper. Is that even possible? You can’t even think straight. He shuts his eyes and flares nose, you’re so tight gosh how is he gonna fit all the way in? Sweat is dribbling down his body, when he focuses on just the feeling of your pussy wrapped around his cock he might just cum on the spot. He’s so close, so close to fitting all the way in when you feel his tip grazing your cervix. He puts his hands in the back of your knees and pushes them towards your chest, he has to fit all the way in he has to—how else is he gonna be able to fuck you? Your whimpers and moans only urge him to go deeper. It’s not just him who wants this, you want this too he thinks to himself, the tears is because you’ve never has a cock this big you don’t want him to actually stop right? Yeah, that’s right. “Stay like this” he mumbles out while he removes his hands from the back of your knees to bring both his thumbs to each side of your tight hole, and spreads them apart even further. His eyes rolls back at the sight of your pussy sucking him in, your breath hitching as he inches himself closer. His thumbs dig into your the sides of your hole and he forces himself even deeper inside. He feels your pussy clenching him harder the more he goes in “agh..fu-fuck” you whimper at the loss when he reels back just to push more in, his thumbs still digging into you skin, sloppy thrusts and squeaking bed filling the room. “Ahh—mmpf” he lowers himself to kiss your lips, tongue poking your top lips before he shoves it in your mouth. “There you go baby…there you gooo” he whispers in your ear, his cock filling hitting your g-spot painfully good “f-fuck !tightest pussy I’ve had” he chuckles to himself when he sees you wince in pain while he spreads your pussy even more to accommodate his huge cock. He might have to break his promise because this is not the last time he’ll be fucking you.
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𝇁𝇃𝇂 — heeseung loves fucking his shy girlfriend, doesn’t matter where or how but he loves doing it. The pretty noises that you let out make him want to fuck you even more.
𝇁𝇃𝇂 — heeseung with a size kink goes CRAZYYY. He goes feral when you ask him to eat you out because he loves seeing how tiny you are under your over sized outfits.. loves the way you taste so much.
𝇁𝇃𝇂 — dinner date with heeseung went so wrong after you provoked him, telling him he couldn’t make you squirt from just finger fucking.. he proved you so wrong, fingering you so hard and fast, ruining you.
𝇁𝇃𝇂 — exchanging nudes with heeseung is always so fun because you never know what he’ll send as a reply. one night it’s him jerking off, and the next it’s him using his flesh light. however on this particular day you decided to send him a photo of your tits, so in reply he sent a video of his hand messy with his cum, the following message saying; “let me fuck your tits pretty..”
𝇁𝇃𝇂 — heeseung loves when you ride him, he loves the way you sound, the way you move, the way your tits jiggle. the sound always echoing throughout the room making him even harder than when you first started.
𝇁𝇃𝇂 — you and heeseung LOVED October, not only was it spooky season but it was an excuse for you to live your role playing fantasy. and what’s better than riding your hot boyfriend in a ghost face mask.
♡ cw. — breeding kink (duhh..), petnames, cussing, dirty talking, hee just really wants a baby :(
♡ made by. @pjsdawn
“g—god damn’…” he grunts, his hips snapping into yours — as he hovered over you — his pretty chain dangling in-front of your fucked out face. “takin’ it so well baby…” he lets out strangled noises — trying to get as much pleasure as he could.
“you like takin’ it, baby?” he grunts, moving his angle to get as deep as possible. "h-hee-“ you choke out. he tries to let out a chuckle — but it fails, and escapes as a whimper. “baby—ah, shit..” his arms falter a bit as he feels his orgasm approaching.
heeseung was determined to breed you, why? you never knew. because he was very, very, into that stuff — but of course, you didn’t complain. it’s lee heeseung after all. so here he is, rutting his hips into yours like a wild animal — chasing his orgasm.
“gonna give you a kid,” he mutters. “you’re gonna be the best mama, yeah?” he encourages. “—t…take it…” he grunts. his arms flexing as he holds himself up over you, his biceps rippling. “you want a baby, hm?” he tilts his head as he looks down at your pretty face.
your cheeks are flushed, and tears of pleasure are streaming down your face — as your hands are placed on his chest. “mm—….i-too mu—ah…” you babble. heeseung bites back a smile. “gonna’ fill you up so good, huh, baby?” he coos.
you nod frantically, and his swollen lips crash onto yours. “god—mm, ah-“ his hips stutter, as he makes sure he’s as deep as possible. his balls pressed up against your drenched clit, as the warm — sticky ropes of cum shoot into your hole.
“f…f-fuckk,” he chokes out against your lips. he pulls out after a few seconds, his tip frantically rubbing your pussy — in attempts to get you to hit your orgasm too. and it works.
because after a few more frantic rubs, warm liquid gushes onto heeseung's lower stomach — some even spilling onto the floor. his cum oozing out of your worn out hold. “look at that…” he whispers, “nice n’ stuffed…baby,” he coos.
his lips press against yours once again, as you pant and whimper softly, your legs quivering.
“I had a vision, a vision of my nails in the kitchen…”
Stargirl Interlude played softly in the background, a sultry contrast to the sound of skin slapping against skin, echoing through the kitchen.
“Scratchin’ counter tops, I was screamin’—”
“Heeseung, fuck!” you squealed, nails digging so hard into the counter they nearly bled. Behind you, Heeseung only groaned, gripping your hips tighter as he thrust into you again and again.
"My back arched like a cat, my position couldn't stop,"
Your back arched, the curve of your spine deepening as Heeseung slammed into you.
“Fuck—right there,” you gasped, fingers slipping against the countertop, your body trembling with each thrust.
“You were hittin’—” the song purred in the background, perfectly mirroring the way Heeseung had you pinned, his cock driving deeper, chasing every pulse and squeeze of your walls around him.
"Yeah?” he rasped, as he leaned in, his breath hot on your neck. It didn’t take long before your arms finally gave out, your body surrendering as your bare chest hit the cold marble countertop.
Heeseung only chuckled at your weakness, he slowed his thrusts, letting you feel every inch of him dragging in and out of your soaked cunt. Until his gaze dropped, mesmerized by the way your slick coated his flushed, throbbing cock, glistening under the light.
“Messy little thing,” he murmured, groaning at the sight. He groaned, his fingers tightened around your wrists, wrenching your arms behind your back, keeping you exactly where he wanted you. He drove into you harder, your body jerking forward with each ruthless thrust.
“You like this, huh? Getting fucked like a needy slut on the kitchen counter?”
A broken moan tore from your lips, your toes curling, legs shaking as he thrust deeper.
“And I shouldn’t cry, but I love it, Starboy,” the song purred in the background.
“You hear that?” Heeseung mocked, his lips curling into a smirk as Stargirl Interlude moaned through the speakers. “Even the song knows what a filthy little thing you are.”
His hips snapped forward, forcing a strangled gasp from your throat as he buried himself to the hilt, stretching you open, making sure you felt every inch of him.
Heeseung released your wrists, his hands sliding down to grip your waist before snaking around your stomach, pulling you flush against him.
His chest pressed firm against your back as he guided your hips to move with his thrusts, forcing you to take him even deeper.
“Do you love having my cock this deep?” he murmured, "do you love being bent over like a desperate little slut while I use you?”
“Yes, Hee! Yes! Yes!” You moaned, your voice breaking as tears streamed down your cheeks, dripping onto the countertop below.
Heeseung’s eyes darkened, his grip tightening before one hand slid up to wrap around your throat. He tilted your head back, his lips brushing over your damp skin before his tongue flicked out, tasting your tears. Then he kissed you hard, his tongue shoving past your lips.
When he pulled away, his gaze dropped to your face, and his cock twitched at the sight—your mouth hanging open, your heart eyes glazed over with pleasure
"I just wanna see you shine, 'cause I know you are a stargirl"
“I love being your perfect little fucktoy, Hee,” you choked out, your eyes rolling back as the pressure around your throat tightened.
Heeseung watched every expression that flickered across your face—the way your brows knitted together, your lips parted, your lashes fluttering as you gasped for air. Your hands flew to his wrist, not to push him away, but to ground yourself, fingers trembling against his skin.
Then, with a low grunt, Heeseung pulled you up, his strength effortless. Your back arched against his chest, your feet no longer touching the floor, legs dangling as he held you up by the throat.
Your head lolled onto his shoulder, your mouth hanging open, your tongue slipping out as you went completely fucked out—limp in his hold, lost in the overwhelming pleasure.
“Fuck—” Heeseung groaned, his cock twitching at the sight, his hips snapping up harder, rutting into you like he couldn’t get enough. His breath was ragged against your ear, completely immersed in the way you looked.
“H-Hee, ahh—” you gasped, your voice breaking, nails digging into his wrist as he kept you suspended in his grip.
Heeseung barely heard you, too mesmerized by the sight in front of him—the two of you reflected in the dark, tinted window. The city lights outside barely illuminated the glass, but it was enough. Enough for him to see the way you glowed.
His perfect star.
Your body trembled in his grasp, skin damp with sweat, flushed and glistening. Your breasts rose and fell with each ragged breath, your nipples hard from the cool air and the intensity of his hold.
His cock throbbed at the sight, the way your body arched so beautifully, muscles quivering as he fucked into you mercilessly.
“Hee—Seung, ah… gonna cum,” you barely managed to whisper.
Heeseung groaned but didn’t slow down, his pace only growing rougher. His grip on your throat loosened before he let go entirely, his hands dropping to your thighs to spread your other leg as he focused on chasing his own release.
“Hold it,” he ordered, his breath ragged.
You whimpered, nails digging into his shoulders as his tip slammed against your g-spot over and over.
Your legs trembled violently, your walls tightening around him, dangerously close. “Can’t,” you gasped, shaking your head, tears slipping down your cheeks. “Can’t—gonna cum—”
“Hold it,” he growled, his head tilting back as his eyes rolled, lost in the way you clenched around him.
Then, without warning, he pulled out.
A desperate sob left your lips as he dropped you to the ground, your legs barely holding you up before he grabbed you again, strong arms hooking under your thighs, lifting you effortlessly.
This time, you were facing him.
Your back slammed against the wall, his grip on your legs was tight, fingers digging into your flesh as he spread you open, his cock sliding back inside in one brutal thrust.
The new angle had you seeing stars.
“Heeseung—!” you gasped,he was deeper like this, impossibly deep, hitting that spot over and over, forcing every last coherent thought from your mind.
His lips found your breast, latching onto the sensitive skin, sucking hard, his tongue flicking over your hardened nipple in sync with every thrust.
The song in the background was fading, the last notes dissolving into the air, but it didn’t matter. Your moans filled the space now, replacing the music.
Heeseung smirked against your chest, his breath hot as he lifted his head slightly.
“Sing more for me, baby,” he murmured before he snapped his hips forward, his pace turning brutal.
Your body jolted against the wall, arms clinging desperately to his shoulders, you could barely form words—only gasps, whimpers, and broken moans of his name.
“That’s it,” he groaned, watching your face contort in pleasure, completely fucked out. His grip on your thighs tightened, spreading you even wider, letting him sink deeper, hitting your sweet spot so perfectly you thought you might break.
“You take it so well,” he panted, biting down on your bottom lip before kissing you hard, swallowing every sound you made.
The way his stomach ground against your clit making it impossible to hold back. Your fingers found his hair, tangling in the strands, pulling him impossibly closer.
Your orgasm tore through you violently, your body arching against the wall as you keened, your pussy clamping down around his cock so tight it ripped a deep groan from his throat.
“Fuck—” Heeseung hissed against your lips, his rhythm faltering for the first time as he felt you milking him, your walls fluttering around him like you never want to let go.
His grip on your thighs bruised as he held you still, fucking you through your high, prolonging every delicious aftershock.
Your eyes unfocused, lips swollen, body limp in his arms. Heeseung cursed, barely holding himself together, the way you clenched around him sending him dangerously close to the edge.
“Fuck, baby,” he groaned, forehead pressed against yours, his breath ragged. “Gonna fill you up—make sure you’re dripping with me.”
You gasped, body trembling from the overstimulation as he kept fucking into you, relentless. Your walls were still sensitive from your last orgasm.
“C-Cum, Hee,” you whimpered. Your body was burning, and Heeseung only made it worse, his pace unyielding. Your head spun, the kitchen lights blurring into a dizzy haze.
He chuckled breathlessly, his lips brushing over yours. “I’m so close, baby,” he panted, voice strained with pleasure. “You can cum again for me, right?”
You shook your head, whining, trying to squirm away as his hand found your clit, rubbing tight circles.
“Hee—n-no, I can’t—” you sobbed, legs shaking in his grip, but he just groaned, ignoring your protests, his cock twitching inside you as he felt you tightening again.
“Yes, you can,” he rasped. “C’mon, my stargirl. One more. Let me feel you.”
Your scream tore through the air as the burning sensation coiled unbearably tight, heat pooling in your stomach, rising too fast. Your body convulsed, your walls squeezing him in a vice-like grip, dragging him to the brink along with you.
“Fuck—” Heeseung gasped, his rhythm stuttering as your pussy clenched hard around him, refusing to let go.
Your mind blacked out as a sudden rush of liquid gushed from your cunt, soaking his abdomen, drenching his cock. It left you shaking, breathless, your body trembling violently in his arms.
“Shit—baby,” Heeseung groaned as he buried himself deep, spilling inside you, hot and thick, mixing with the mess between your thighs.
His high-pitched moans filled your ears as he fucked his cum deeper, his hips rolling lazily even as his body shuddered from the aftershocks.
Your body was completely spent, limp in his arms, head falling onto his shoulder as your breath came in shallow, uneven pants. Heeseung groaned softly, still sensitive, but he held you close, his arms secure around you as he carried you effortlessly to the couch in the living room.
He lowered you onto the cushions with care, watching as you sprawled out beneath him.
Heeseung pulled out slowly, groaning at the sight of his cum spilling from your ruined pussy, dripping onto the fabric beneath you.
His gaze traveled upward, drinking you in.
Your eyes were half-lidded, unfocused, lips parted as you struggled to catch your breath. Your chest rose and fell heavily, your body completely dazed.
Your skin glowed—shining even brighter, like a star burning just for him.
Genre: Smut MDNI 18+, A tad bit of Angst, Fluffy Towards the end…
Warnings: Explicit sexual content, Jealousy and Possessiveness, Dom!Heeseung, Rough sex, Light choking, Spanking, Wrist pinning, Oral sex (f receiving), Unprotected sex, Dirty talk, Praise and Degradation, Implied aftercare..
The party was nothing out of the ordinary—industry people, alcohol flowing like water, lights dim and ambient, too many pretty faces in one place. You weren’t even trying to stand out.
But you always did. And Heeseung knew that.
He’d been watching you all night, practically glued to your side. His hand never left your lower back, but that didn’t stop other people from trying. Especially one guy—some nobody who clearly didn’t care that Heeseung’s arm was draped around your waist like a warning.
You’d been polite. Maybe too polite. A smile here, a light laugh there. You could feel Heeseung’s grip tightening every time you so much as entertained the guy’s presence. He didn’t say a word, didn’t make a scene—but his jaw was tight, his eyes colder than you’d seen them all night.
It was hot.
You didn’t say much in the car on the way back to his place.
Heeseung’s hands gripped the wheel like he was trying not to snap it in half. The tension was so thick, you could practically taste it. Every red light gave you a second to glance at him, but his jaw remained clenched, eyes fixed ahead.
You licked your lips. “You’re mad.”
“Mm.”
That was all he gave you. The air felt heavy.
You let your legs shift subtly, your dress riding higher up your thighs. You knew he noticed. His hand flexed on the gearshift.
“You gonna talk to me or just keep fuming?”
His voice came low. “I’m deciding.”
“On what?”
“If I should ruin you the second we get inside… or make you wait until you’re begging.”
You squeezed your thighs together.
The second the door shut behind you, he didn’t even let you step out of your heels. Heeseung pressed you against the wall with one hand, his other gripping your chin.
“You liked that? Letting him flirt with you while I stood there like I didn’t exist?”
“I didn’t flirt—”
He leaned in, nose brushing yours. “You didn’t stop it.”
You opened your mouth to answer, but his hand dropped to your throat—just a firm touch, enough to silence you.
“You think I’m just gonna let that slide?”
“Heeseung—”
“Shut up.”
He kissed you like he was mad at your mouth. Like it belonged to him and it had betrayed him. His teeth caught your bottom lip, pulling, biting, before he sucked it soft and slow like he couldn’t decide if he wanted to ruin you or savor you.
“You’re mine,” he whispered, voice like gravel. “No one else touches what’s mine.”
Then he spun you toward the wall.
Your palms caught the surface, heels digging into the floor as he pressed himself against your back. You could feel the hard line of his cock already straining through his pants.
His mouth traced your ear. “Do you even know what you do to me? You walk around like that—laughing, smiling—and then wonder why I’m ready to fuck you through this wall.”
You whimpered as his hands slid up your thighs, bunching your dress around your waist. He didn’t bother being gentle. The moment your panties were out of the way, he ran two fingers through your folds and groaned.
“Fuck… you’re wet. Did getting attention from him turn you on?”
You gasped. “No—”
He landed a sharp slap to your ass, making you jolt. “Liar.”
You whined as he did it again, gripping your hips harder this time. His lips grazed your shoulder, voice low and rough.
“Say it. Say who you belong to.”
“You.”
Another slap. “Louder.”
“You, Heeseung—fuck—it’s always you!”
He flipped you around in one motion, lifting you off the ground. Your legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, and he carried you down the hall, never breaking eye contact, mouth hovering over yours.
“You’re gonna show me, then,” he growled. “I don’t want your words—I want your body screaming it.”
He dropped you on the bed, unbuttoning his shirt like he had a deadline. You barely had time to breathe before he was on you again, lips crashing to yours, hands tugging your dress off and tossing it somewhere.
His eyes roamed your body like he was trying to memorize it, dark and full of fire.
“I should make you wait,” he muttered, trailing kisses down your neck. “Make you beg for my cock.”
Heeseung was the kind of man that knew how good he looked—but with you, he didn’t care about showing off. He cared about showing you who you belonged to.
He gripped your thighs, yanked you to the edge of the bed, and knelt between them.
The first lick was slow. Intimate. But the second? Filthy. His tongue worked you open with practiced precision, fingers digging into your thighs as he sucked your clit just the way he knew made you squirm.
You moaned, hand flying to his hair. He groaned against you, tongue diving deeper as if he couldn’t get enough.
“Fuck,—oh my god—”
He pulled back just enough to speak. “You gonna come just from this? Hm? You that desperate for me?”
You nodded, breathless, and his mouth was back on you instantly. He worked you until your thighs were shaking, until you were a breath away from falling apart—and then he stopped.
“Heeseung—!”
He crawled up your body, pinning your wrists above your head with one hand while the other lined himself up at your entrance.
“Not yet,” he whispered against your lips. “I want you to come on my cock.”
And then he pushed in—slow at first, watching every inch disappear into you. You were so wet, it was effortless, but the stretch still made you gasp.
“You feel that?” he growled. “No one else gets this. No one else gets to be inside you.”
You moaned his name, already clenching around him, and that only made him snap his hips forward harder.
He set a rhythm that was deep and punishing, every thrust angled to make you cry out. His hand wrapped around your throat again—not to hurt, just to hold, to claim.
“You’re mine,” he whispered. “Say it again.”
“You—fuck—Daddy, I’m yours, only yours—”
“That’s right.” He leaned down, kissing you hard. “Good fucking girl.”
You wrapped your legs tighter around him, the heat building in your core faster than you could handle. Heeseung was relentless—driving into you with sharp, perfect thrusts, whispering filth in your ear.
“Look at you… so cockdrunk already… you needed this, didn’t you?”
You nodded frantically. “Please—don’t stop—”
He grinned, breath hot against your neck. “Go ahead and cum for daddy. You know you want to”
Your orgasm hit so hard, you screamed. Your body clenched around him, legs shaking, stars in your vision. Heeseung groaned, thrusting through it, letting you ride it out as your body arched beneath him.
And then he came—hard—buried deep inside you with a strangled moan of your name. His hips stilled, his body shuddering as he dropped his head into the crook of your neck, breath ragged.
The room was quiet now. Just your heartbeats and his body draped over yours, heavy and warm.
After a long moment, he pulled back just enough to look at you.
“You okay?”
You nodded, flushed, dazed, ruined in the best way.
His voice softened. “Did I go too far?”
“No,” you whispered. “You went exactly where I needed you to.”
He kissed your forehead.
“Good,” he breathed. “Because next time someone flirts with you… I might just fuck you in front of them.”
morning session where you give him a blowjob while he still in his sleepy haze . Just you being helpful by taking care of heeseung's morning wood. Whiny heeseung breathy moans ...
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