Without missing any single second, you turned on your laptop and typed down the password, eyes kept following the movement of the cursor as it led you to a notorious website—knows for its engaging and addicting promiscuous lifestyle for the viewers and streamers.
"Did you miss me?"
You murmured with a husky tone as the viewers' numbers increased more and more, filling up your comment section with desired responses — giving you a warm welcome after the last stream was airing two weeks ago, a very long time for this website's subscribers.
With a slow and airy background music, you started to move your shoulders to the beat — hooking your fingers underneath your top before taking it off slowly, receiving tips with ease as more people began to join your channel and stared at your lacy bra, trying to take slight peek of your breasts.
"Everyone, let's thank Mr. Fox to start the first sponsor for tonight!"
As the viewers thank the sponsor, you take off the bra almost swiftly — giving them a luscious view of your boobs bouncing on your palms and nipples rolling between your fingers.
Moving the camera slightly, you made sure it was enough to avoid your face getting into the frame as people were enjoying the show for tonight, showering you with money before another special request came in.
'Take off all your clothes and show us your pretty pussy'
It was from an unregistered account, but the money was too much for you to ignore as you decided to accept the money and fulfil their request — deciding it might be also good to end the show earlier than usual for tonight.
Without any further ado, you take off all your clothes and spread your legs wide — lowering the camera as people catch a glance at your glistening pussy.
After spreading the outer lips with your fingers, you began to circle your sensitive clit with your nails — adding more pressure as more people began to send more money, thighs began to quiver when you tried to keep your hips down against the sheet.
Your pussy's sensitivity kept rising up, taking you away from the reality as you raised your hips, giving people a closer look of your now leaking, puffed up pussy — clit rolling between your fingers before they slipped inside you and pulled back, running against your inner lips before you finally came on the camera — covering it with your thick, sticky cum as you ended the stream and turned off your laptop and cameras.
"Ah, fuck, I'm close."
You whimpered, putting a pillow between your legs as you kept grinding your hips against it before leaning your back and head against the wall, tossing the pillow aside as you spread your legs and pushed your fingers inside, putting more pressure against your sensitive spot as you began to squirt and soil the sheet — resting your head against your pillows and falling asleep.
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Hi, hun. Long time no see. I hope you are doing fine.
What is your thought about two-face idol Kai who is obsessed with a staff reader?
-Iv :)
omg hello darling, i missed you a lot. how's study and life? i hope you've been eating well too
Kai will purposely act up whenever he's handled by other staff because they won't listen to his request or he feels they're pretty off for the most part. Due to your schedule that's mostly taking care of his needs, the manager decided it'll be the best for him to stick around you more. Despite being new and younger than Kai, he never blames you for ordering the wrong drink or leaving some of the important notes involving him, giving you a good impression of him despite people's comments about how he was always arrogant, stuck up and hard to please—brushing it off with a simple thought of how they never truly understand him like you.
Oh my back you’re back!! Missed so much your works, im so exciteeeed!
Also I wanted to say that I’m the anon who asked about your kinktober, thank you sososo much for answering, you’re so kind. And omg how did you know i wanted to publish a fic? Omg hahahaha
😘
— “ hello, tysm for the kind words and also support this whole time darling <3 also, i knew it cos ive been keeping up with your acc for a while as one of my earliest followers and supports, so you can say i know you've been thinking about writing for a while ”
Staring at your half-naked body, Soobin could do nothing but stare at your highlighted curves and body line.
Slight shine from the outside made him wonder if he was hallucinating or you looked ... appetising.
"Close the door, I'm a step away from being naked here." You replied, fixing your loosening tank top and underwear as his eyes got fixed onto your slightly exposed bottom.
Shaking his head, he slapped his cheek hard, wondering how he could imagine you in that way — you, the girl who dumped a venti cup of cold Americano on top of his head just because he saw your naked form once. (In which he actually began to do everyday discreetly)
"Your fault, not mine."
He countered, running straight to his room before laying down on the bed, feeling exhausted after failing his friends for the brunch.
"I'll just take a nap..." He muttered under his breath, feeling light on the bed before feeling a stinging pain on his cheek and finding you on top of him and naked.
"W-what the hell!"
He hissed slightly, watching your hands pushing his pants down before stroking it gently, putting the tip inside you as you looked into his eyes.
"Don't you want this?"
He nodded, helping you to lay down on your back as he was circling your clit with his thumb and trying to fit himself fully inside you, hitting your cervix numerous times as you squeezed around hin tighter.
"Fuck, I forgot how big you are."
You said, remembering the time where you caught him getting a blowjob from two girls at the same time during a party.
"Oh, yeah? Then, I should remind you that this is still considered small for me."
He added as he grew twice in size inside you, filling you up to the brim as you screamed out his name.
"Choi Soobin!"
"H-huh?"
Soobin looked at you bewildered, fully naked as your pussy was giving him a clear view of the inside.
"I said wake up! And don't stare at my ass or you'll miss your class."
You slammed the door after leaving him alone and confused, rethinking about what happened before while missing out the fact that your pussy was still overloaded with his cum and life force.
I just wanted to tell you that i fcking love your works omg they are perfect lfosoakfm.
I also wanted to say that I have over a year following your blog, but im not very active, and recently i remembered about the “darktober”, but i could only find yeonjuns, and i’ve been looking for the rest on your blog but i couldn’t also find it ;((. I wanted to know if you didn’t publish it or is it just me not finding it because im stupid T-T.
Hope you can answer this, luv yaaa 😘😘😘
just wanna say omagaaaa im actually blushing rn and feel really grateful for all the support you've been giving to me from the start
unfortunately, i actually already finished the choi line but somehow they went missing and unfortunately that means i have to rewrite them again and hope you'll be able to understand my situation :'((
but, other than that, tysm for supporting and loving all my works with your whole heart — i hope some of them could be your fav too and if there's one, feel free to tell me <3
Beomgyu hissed into your ear, groping your left breast through your thin crop top as he trapped you under his figure on his bed.
Under the influence of the drug he slipped into your drink, it wasn't easy for you to recognise his face and voice, experiencing the moment as if it was a fever dream where everything could happen with no rules to hold your sanity.
Hooking his thumb under your miniskirt and lingerie, he took them off swiftly and undressed you under a minute — staring at your curves as he traced them with his palm, memorising the moment that you would never remember.
"If only you could shut the fuck up and dress up like a nun you were."
He gritted his teeth, spreading your legs wide enough to show him the view of your glistening folds, running his fingers and began to circle your clit with his thumb before spreading your hole wider and pushed two digits inside, coating them with your juice as he pressed your sweet spot and pulled them out.
"Then, this would never happen."
He smirked, smearing your juice over your chest as he pushed his cock inside — watching how your eyes lit up with excitement he never found whenever you saw in at the college, pinning your hips onto the sheet as he began to toy with your clit while his tip hitting and rubbing against your cervix.
"Aww, begging for more, aren't you?"
He chuckled darkly, watching you licking your fingers and playing with your clit before cumming for a few times on his cock as he filled you up — pulling out to look at the pooling cum under your now puffed up pussy before taking a picture inside a gallery and named it as 'day 23'.
please,,,, this one 🥺🙏🏻 im just so soooo weak for yeonjun with corruption kink bxlslanslql
same
"Such a pretty lips."
Yeonjun licked your lower lips, tasting the sweet and sour candies you just had after lunch as he pressed your back against the wall, leaving no gap between both of you before he landed a soft kiss on your lips, trailing down like a butterfly to the mid of your neck.
"Mind telling you who you belong to, sweetheart?"
He whispered, nudging your cheek with his nose before leaving a mark behind your ear — gripping your hips so tight as his fingers leaving a slight burning bruise before separating your thighs, putting his thigh between them.
Without any command, it was a pleasure for him to see your hips grinding and riding his toned thigh as your cheeks getting warm and eyes starting to lose its shine, staring at Yeonjun's darkened one as you ride your high, staring at the wet stain on his pants before he flipped your skirt up and pushed your panties to the side, slipping inside you.
"Mind this? Obviously no, though."
He grabbed you by the hips as he ravished you before the lunch break ended — making sure there'll be no one who can enjoy this scene aside from him.
𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩 : after being led to an apartment and joined a group chat with people you have never met before, you're forced to help them to arrange a party.
can you solve the mystery behind it and get your normal life back? or will you get lost in this endless maze of lies?
notes : it'll be written from (mc) first pov
It's been three days and Beomgyu, unlike his persona inside the chatroom, was really cold and distant — yet, he could get quite manic where he would suddenly shower me with attention and affection, giving me a lot of random hugs and kisses, making me frozen on the spot as he wrapped his arms around my waist tightly and brushing my hairs away, whispering softly into my ear.
It was as if he was two different people.
But for today, he wasn't in his manic mode and going all cold and distant — also, unlike what others said, he was a clean freak and would always tidy up his desk and sometimes the couch before he slept on it, which he did only once and it made me quite worried about it.
"Gyu, eat some."
I placed a bowl of gyudon with warm buttery rice and two crispy sunny side up eggs as the runny yolk melted and covered the meal. "I made sure to add more meat and some pickled vegetables for you to enjoy — at least for today," I added before walking away, noticing his slight glance towards the meal as I left his room.
There wasn't any progress — at least from what I could see.
Gyu was only able to deactivate the bomb for a bit before it picked up the time where it was dead and it made him frustrated by thinking how he failed to stop it from ruining the whole building. To punish himself for the failure, he decided to hide himself inside this room as he tried his best to return the program from the start and make a new code to destroy the bomb.
Every now and then, I could hear a soft sigh escape from his lips — sometimes they could also be a sharp sound of gritting teeth or his hands would try to smash the innocent desk before he continued his job.
But, from what I could sum up, Gyu would be someone that I should avoid — no matter what.
Yet, it was actually really hard for me to let him go.
Whenever he decided to take a break, his first action would be going to me, placing his head on my lap and draping my hand over his face — looking angelic as I could find some fine wrinkles and dark circles under his eyes.
"Have you ever felt trapped here?"
I looked in his way, a lanky frame covering almost half of the monitor while trying to make a talk with me, with hand placing down a spoon on a mow empty bowl.
"It sucks here — the owner of this place, I don't know if I actually love her or not,"
"Maybe, it's not one? Or I loved her before."
His voice softened whenever he tried to mention this person, as if, she got a hold on his heart. But, it wasn't enough to make him obsessed.
I wondered if I could meet her, cause I think, Gyu held an immense amount of love towards her.
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Two words that enough to make the young man biting his nails, trying to hide his desire to claw the wall and break his precious monitors. Numerous thoughts rushing inside his head, leaving him no space to rest and the clock won't stop clicking different numbers, telling him that he should rush to your side as soon as possible.
You were always seen as a fragile rose that was made of glass in his eyes, each print that he left might ruin your appearance and stay as a blemish or maybe scar.
His mind is still straight, but right now, his legs were controlled by his heart — leading him to your apartment as you greeted him with mascara stained cheeks and bruised lips. "Gyu, why are you here?" You sobbed, didn't expect him to come when the sun still sleeping.
"Just lemme in first."
Right now, both of you were sitting on the couch where this misery started. Gyu wasn't ready to be a father, but he wasn't that heartless to leave you alone during your hardest time.
Your bloodshot eyes, restless fingers and hoarse voice — those three were enough evidence for him to finally be a responsible guy and take his consequences without any ounce of denial of his life.
"I'll marry you in three weeks. It won't be grand like your wish — but, it'll be at least decent. You're my friend, I don't want to leave you alone during this time, when you need me the most."
Pulling you into a tight embrace against his chest, Gyu closed his eyes tightly, making sure that the future he would face soon won't be that bad —
not having a clue that this plot has been staged from the time you set your eyes on him.
The roads were filled with working men in suits as the women would enjoy their small breakfast time before entering their workplaces, taking their time to savor the crispy, buttery croissant with some cheese or leave it plain.
You were one of those women, but, not today.
Your appointment with your mother's lawyer is in twenty minutes and the excruciating pain from hangover hadn't been cured yet. With a bottle of warm honey water, you took a generous amount of it while hitting your head against the tinted windows to ease it.
"Young miss, we're here."
Opening the door for you almost hurriedly, your chauffeur had informed you beforehand that you might meet the lawyer's apprentice instead of her. "Preparing yourself for the worst would never hurt anyone especially you," he smiled proudly before fixing the coat over your shoulder and your brimmed hat, wishing you a good luck before driving your car to the parking lot.
Taking a stride to the receptionist, you offered her a small smile before telling her your name and appointment schedule. "Yes, Mrs. Lim will be waiting for you in her office with her apprentice—word of wisdom, eat this candy before entering or she'd know you got s really bad hangover, sweetie." She replied, holding out a piece of honey & red ginseng candy before informing Mrs. Lim about your arrival.
After getting a confirmation and permission to enter, you went straight to her office and entered after three knocks, finding a middle-aged woman sitting on her leather seat as a much younger man pouring down a cup of tea.
"Ah, young miss, hello."
Mrs. Lim smiled, placing stacks of paper on her desk before instructed the man to stand up behind her. "I'm Helena Lim and in charge for your case—well, only some inheritance and stuffs, so, nothing to be worried about." She finished before asking for you to take a seat on her sofa.
"Mr. Choi, files under Mrs. Choi-Kim, please."
The man placed it in her hands without any further questions before Mrs. Lim introduced him to you. "This is Choi Beomgyu — my apprentice, if you don't know him from the receptionist — and will take my position after I retired," she held her hand in front of him, smile never left her face as he gave you a small one.
"He's also here as my partner for your case, so, feel free to tell him if there's an inconvenience from your side."
She explained that once you had signed the paper, all the inheritance will be yours, including the debt your mom had to the bank before asking you how do you want to take care of it
"I'll take care of it by myself, don't worry, Mrs. Lim."
With a small nod, she informed you that she'd call the bank and inform them about you taking over your mother's properties also debts. "I guess we're done for today, I'll call you again to update you about this."
Giving her a subtle nod, you ended your conversation here before leaving the room as Beomgyu closed the door, offering you a small smile before you left his view.
As Mrs. Lim sat back on her seat, she was trying her best to endure the headache she got from reading your mother's will. "How am I supposed to tell her about him now?" She muttered under her breath, feeling guilty for her impulsive action that might cost you a lot in the future.
9.22 PM
You were exhausted because of the sudden increase of works after your mother's death, especially because you had to arrange for her funeral in a month and contemplating about inviting your father or not.
Despite of their divorce, both of them weren't holding any grudge against eachother, although he still decided to cut you and your mother from his life and focus on expanding his business in China and Vietnam after leaving your mother with her business and three months old you.
"Young miss, dinner's ready. Do you want me to serve it in the dining room?"
Shaking your head, you asked her to bring it into your room before leaving the tray on your desk as she nodded and placed it near the windows then left your room.
Cutting the meat into bite size, you tried your best to enjoy the well seasoned venison steak, chewing it slightly longer due to its texture. "I'll ask the chef to tenderise it a bit longer tomorrow," you muttered in disappointment before finishing your meal and the side dishes before informing your maid to take the tray.
Cleaning your desk and tidying up your books, she looked at you for the last time. "There's a small plushie and bouquet of flowers — a young man named Beomgyu said it was from your lawyer, young miss." She left the room and closed the door with her right foot, fading steps filling the corridor in front of your room as you carefully threading your fingers between the velvety soft plushie and placing the hyacinths in a small vase on your desk.
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Thank you for the gifts, please inform Mrs. Lim about it — I don't want to ruin her sleep for tonight
Last seen by Choi Beomgyu at 9.52 PM
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Looking inside your dimmed room, Beomgyu was beyond ecstatic when he read your message.
His head couldn't help but imagine your voice, saying the exact same words to him, in front of him and only him — imagining how cute you would look, eyes averted from his figure and cheeks getting heated as you stutter and slip on few words to thank him properly.
As you took a step inside the bathroom, Beomgyu kept his eyes glued on his multiple monitors, making sure he could watch you from every angle, every corner of the room — indulging himself in his fantasy while watching his muse giving him more inspiration on how to get to her even more.
Three, four, five o'clock — at least, that's what the clock said.
The minute hand had died at least 8 months ago and the owner of this pub didn't give a single piece of mind nor effort to replace it, knowing so well no one will pay attention to how many hours they had been here.
Including you, a girl with nothing but a piece of will, stating you'll inherit all of your late mother's belongings and savings tomorrow morning, on your right hand.
"Do you mind if I sit down here?"
Without giving any single glance, you muttered a soft 'yes', too deep inside the ocean of letters, running your thumb over the familiar names written on it — your mother's and yours, two women who live in different worlds now.
You're quite young, haven't reached your mid 20s and understood that grief will always overlook its victim — or maybe friend? — no one really knows about it until it hits them.
"Whatever, I guess."
You spoke under your breath, earning a soft chuckle from the person who sat down on the same table with you.
"Are you Japanese? Or only speak the language?"
"Language. What about you?"
"Native — here to, uhh, y'know, business stuff."
There's a hint of uncertainty lacing his words and tongue, maybe because of the alcohol. You're told that vodka can be quite strong for some people if they weren't familiar with it and would never be the first choice of any beginners to enjoy as their first time.
The man suddenly took his leave after brushing his suit from dust under the table, giving you another small smile before placing his name card beside your limp hand, taking a stride before you read the document for the last time to sign it and finish your drink, winching at the burning sensation on your throat as it left a quite nasty aftertaste.
"Never knew soju is this disgusting."
You sighed before went straight home.
As the cashier was about to call you when she realised you haven't paid for your drink, a guy came out and held out his card, offering her a small smile and asking her to put your tab in his.
"It's okay, she's my sister," he grinned, apologising to her on your behalf.
