𝐨𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐞🎱

⋆. 𐙚 ˚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 ˎˊ˗ 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬 , 𝐥𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 📸🚬

[ohyu1xrq]

heyy can we get a very mean possessive dom!ohyul and a sub!moka (illit) idk i js think they would be suck a cutie couple

i can 100% work on this!! but the female character will have to be y/n or f!reader since i don’t stan illit and also so it’s accessible to other readers🫶🫶

[ohyu1xrq]

please make moreeeee

i will try, i’m not vry good at writing nor getting the motivation to😓😓

but ty for the luv!!🫶

[ohyu1xrq]

𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘

𝐊𝐖𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐋

˗ˋˏ 𐙚⋆°🦢.⋆ᥫ᭡ ˎˊ˗

𝒃𝒇!𝒐𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒍 𝒙 𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒉!𝒇!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔: public(ish) sex, p in v, oral (m receiving), cum in v, squirting, finger sucking, slightly sub ohyul, car sex

!! 𝒎𝒅𝒏𝒊 !!

𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒔: feel good - clara la san, hotel - montell fish, if u think im pretty - artemas

⋆. 𐙚 📸˚ ༘🚕 ೀ⋆💸｡˚

chandeliers decorated the ceilings of the hall, diamonds and sparkly silvers dangling upon them. smells of fresh pastries and champagne coated the walls of the palace. luxury bags, shoes and accessories were a common appearance at the gathering. each guest, wether they be a plus one or not, was covered head to toe in luxurious fashions.

ohyul wore a simple black suit and tie, slightly loose from how he’d forgotten to tighten it.

y/n wore a matching black givenchy dress with a thigh slit and a neckline that highlighted her cleavage. a confidence boost for herself and a treat for ohyul.

the couple were there only for y/n’s parents. they hosted this event as a way to show off their billionth home they’d bought and an attempt to beg their daughter to love them.

it never worked on y/n and never would. she went for the money her parents would bribe her with and, of course, the food. she brought ohyul as a rebellious act. her parents hated him because he made y/n aware. aware of the abuse in the household and toxicity of it all.

“what’s the time?” y/n muttered in ohyul’s ear, her head resting on his shoulder. the corner of the tablecloth tickled her ankle as they sat at an open table towards the back of the hall.

it was so overwhelming, all the people and the pressure of y/n’s parents. she hated it. she hated these fuckass parties.

“12:36” ohyul hummed, his hand soothingly rubbing the inside of her thigh. he looked down at the girl and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “we can go if you want to. just let your parents know.”

“yeah but they’ll get all bitchy with me and pissed that i left before it ended.” y/n explained and looked up at ohyul. she puckered her lips for a kiss, craving affection at such a vulnerable moment.

ohyul pecked her lips gently before pulling away slightly.

“why don’t we just go? we can get one of the uber’s out front?” ohyul suggested, one hand stroking y/n’s flushed cheek.

y/n’s eyes sparkled and she sat up, lifting her leg off the other.

“quick.” she smirked and stood up, pulling ohyul with her.

the pair slyly slid out of the hall through the back exit and snook to the front of the grand palace. a dozen of uber’s were parked out front, waiting for whichever rich passenger to enter and overpay them a ton.

ohyul went to the nearest one and hopped in the back, y/n sliding along the leather seats next to him.

“y/n’s home please.” ohyul said through the glass slide, shutting it closed after.

y/n rested her legs over his thighs and looked up at her man, hand gently gripping the bottom of his chin.

she adored ohyul so much, he treated her so well and so much better than she thought she ever deserved.

“i love you.” she whispered, her lipstick still tacky from before.

ohyul smiled and leaned in to kiss her. he pressed his lips against y/n’s, parting hers with his silky tongue. sliding it inside, he explored her mouth as one hand rested against her cheek.

saliva knotted together as their desperation grew stronger.

y/n swung her legs off him and pushed her chest into his. she began to get sloppy with it, teeth grazing his peachy lips and hands exploring further.

her nails scratched down the exposed part of his chest and under the button shirt. each ab slid under her fingertips perfectly, turning y/n on more than ever. she was a massive sucker for a good body.

ohyul pressed his spare arm against the window, the other around y/n’s waist for support. he slowly pulled away from the kiss, panting like a dog. “back here? seriously?” he whispered, very aware of the taxi driver but his hand inching closer to her ass like he wanted it.

y/n nodded and blinked at him through her eyelashes. she slithered down onto the floor of the taxi and looked up at him. “it’s a smooth road.” she smiled and unbuckled ohyul’s belt teasingly.

ohyul let out a gasp and bit the corner of his lip in immediate pleasure. he watched her every move with desire roaring through him.

y/n took his belt fully off and threw it to the side. unbuttoning his dress pants, she slid them down to his ankles.

ohyul’s very obvious boner stood in his boxers like a stone statue.

y/n looked up at him, biting her lip seductively. she rolled the boxers down painfully slow, ohyul quietly whimpering for her.

“please hurry baby..” he whined, hips lifting into her touch.

she shoved his hips back down and stared into ohyul’s brown eyes. “patience baby.” y/n smiled as if she wasn’t putting the boy through torture.

ohyul nodded and carefully watched her through hooded eyes. every part of his body was sensitive and tingling with pleasure.

she pulled his boxers down and looked up at him. y/n held the base of his dick and gave it a couple pumps.

a soft moan escaped ohyul’s lips.

they forgot about the taxi driver, the fact they were in a car and where the fuck they were going.

“needy boy.” she hummed and kitten licked ohyul’s tip. each lick earnt a whimper from ohyul.

eventually, y/n took the top 5 inches in her mouth, her hand still pumping the base.

ohyul’s toes curled inwards as his hand left condensed marks on the window. “baby..” he moaned, head pressed against the headrest.

y/n picked up the pace, her head bobbing up and down, slobbering like a rabid animal all over his cock.

the taxi hit a pothole, causing ohyul’s dick to hit the back of y/n’s throat.

she gagged, her eyes watering from the sudden shock.

ohyul let out a load moan before covering his mouth to silence himself and cause an uncomfortable look from the taxi driver.

y/n continued bobbing, her hair flowing down her flushed cheeks and forehead.

ohyul grabbed a fistful of her hair and held it back. he was ever so close to just cumming straight down her throat and coating her in his seed. “babe.. im about to cum..”

y/n popped her mouth off his dick, licking her lips of pre-cum and saliva. “not yet.” she muttered and got up off her knees. her legs straddled ohyul’s lap possessively.

“you’re so fucking needy baby.” she whispered into ohyul’s ear, sending shivers down his spine. she pulled her thong to the side and lifted her dress to sit at her hips.

“jesus..” ohyul whispered, hands reaching out to stroke her freshly soaked kitty.

y/n grabbed his hand and shook her head. “na ah.”

ohyul smirked and looked at her through hooded eyes. “you’re such a fucking tease.”

“i know.” y/n smirked and carefully lowered herself onto his dick. she bit back a moan, small grunts forming instead.

they adjusted to each other before y/n began to roll her hips with rhythm.

her jaw dropped open, the pleasure being more than she’s ever experienced. wether it was down to where they were or just ohyul, y/n felt a rush of adrenaline.

she began bouncing on his cock, her hands using his shoulders as support.

“fuck yeah baby.” he groaned, both hands on her ass. ohyul kneaded the balls of fat like dough, enjoying every second.

y/n brushed her hair back and looked down at ohyul. her back arched as his dick hit the right spots. her moans were silent but dominating.

ohyul shoved two fingers in her mouth. “suck them like a good girl.” he groaned, hips thrusting to meet her thighs.

y/n kept her eyes on ohyul as she deep throated his fingers. her spit dribbled down to his wrist and coated each wrinkle and imperfect crevice of his palm.

“you’re so tight...” he whined, his head thrown back. trailing his fingers down her body, ohyul teased y/n’s clit by flicking it.

“shit.” y/n groaned, her head on his shoulder. her hips bounced harder as she felt the overwhelming sensation of her orgasm hitting.

“i think im gonna squirt.” y/n muttered against ohyul’s shoulder, her hands clawing at his sides.

“do it..” ohyul groaned, his hands guiding her along his cock, “squirt for me baby.”

y/n couldn’t resist; his voice, his scrunched up face, everything was driving her to the limit.

her squirt splashed over his thighs and the crotch of his dress pants like a water fountain.

ohyul felt the liquid hit his flesh, which was more than enough for him to shoot a load of seed inside her. he contained his groan through a rough kiss, teeth clashing and lips overriding one another.

the two of them didn’t care for the mess. the sex made up for it.

“we’re here…” the taxi driver muttered, eyes glued to the steering wheel.

“thank you..” they both panted.

(thanks for the luv on my first post)

[ohyu1xrq]

𝑴𝑶𝑴𝑴𝒀

𝑲𝑾𝑶𝑵 𝑶𝑯𝒀𝑼𝑳

˗ˋˏ 𐙚⋆°🦢.⋆ᥫ᭡ ˎˊ˗

𝒔𝒖𝒃!𝒐𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒍 𝒙 𝒅𝒐𝒎!𝒇!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔: mommy kink, pain kink, smut, p in v, submissive ohyul, dominate female

!! 𝒎𝒅𝒏𝒊 !!

𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒔: ultraviolence - lana del rey , do not touch - misamo , say it - tory lanez

⋆. 𐙚 🫧˚ ༘📄 ೀ⋆🚬｡˚

ohyul laid on their shared bed, hair messy and sweatpants clinging to his waistband. he had his phone in one hand as he scrolled through random instagram posts on his feed.

y/n walked out of the on-suite and smirked. this was her favourite sight; her hot ass boyfriend. the man she could call hers with no hesitation. she wrapped a black, silk robe around her naked body and heard a little gasp escape ohyul’s mouth.

“baby..” he whispered, “wow.”

“yeah?” y/n grinned and turned to face him. she brushed her hair back and bit the inner corner of her peachy lips.

“you look… fucking unbelievable.” ohyul muttered, constantly looking her up and down. he was in awe.

y/n walked towards the king sized bed and crawled onto the crinkled sheets. her nails tickled his arms as she climbed ontop of his lap.

ohyul threw his phone away and sat up, hands holding her hips.

“fuck..” he grinned and looked up at y/n.

y/n leaned forward and put her arms around his neck. she looked down at his face, admiring his soft features and long lashes.

“i need you y/n.” he suddenly stated.

“begging already?” y/n raise her eyebrow, “i thought you weren’t easy?”

“i am when it’s you baby.” ohyul admitted, his hand storming her sides and hips. he dragged one hand further up and to her breast.

y/n pushed his hand back down to her hip and shook her head. she leaned dangerously close and whispered in his ear,

“call me mommy.”

ohyul’s eyes widened and then relaxed, a smirk approaching his lips.

“you like that shit?” he hummed.

y/n nodded and scanned his eyes for discomfort.

“i.. want you to touch me.. all over, mommy.” ohyul whispered, his hands creeping to her ass.

“where do you want me to touch you baby?” y/n muttered, acting as if she was oblivious. the massive weapon hitting her thigh said more than enough.

“..on my cock and i want your lips on mine. please mommy.” he pleaded, eyes doe.

she leaned forward, ever so slowly as if to tease him. she pressed her lips against his and it was like a dog had been let of its leash.

ohyul parted y/n’s lips and kissed her deeper, exploring every corner of her mouth. their saliva tangled together, breath heavy and hot.

y/n rolled her hips against his hardened cock.

he let out a soft moan, the contact driving him insane. ohyul pulled away, panting heavily.

she ran her hands down his chest until she reached the bottom of his shirt. y/n lifted it up and over his head. leaning down, she pressed open mouthed kisses across his collarbones, sucking on some spots.

“mommy..” he moaned, eyes squeezed shut.

y/n bit down harder, hearing ohyul moan louder each time. she looked up at him and sat up slightly.

“you like pain?” she asked.

he nodded slowly, not looking up at her.

y/n lifted her hand and smacked it across ohyul’s cheek.

ohyul held the red patch and looked up at her. smirking.

“again.”

𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙘𝙠

“again.”

𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙘𝙠!

ohyul enjoyed every second of it. each slap felt like a reward.

the robe fell off y/n’s shoulder, showing off her sharp collarbone. she sat up on his lap and slowly undone the robe. she could see ohyul biting back grins and moans.

ohyul reached out and pulled the robe off her arms and body, throwing it onto the bedroom floor.

“oh my..” he groaned.

y/n put one hand on his sweatpant strings, her eyes never leaving his. she pulled them down along with his boxers.

ohyul watched her every move. his cock spring up as it hit the cold air, erection on full display.

y/n slowly pumped the base.

“fuck..” ohyul whined, his eyes sealed shut. every pump hit him harder.

her other hand slid down to her wetted folds, slowly prepping herself. y/n moved up ohyul’s thighs and positioned herself before sliding down onto his cock.

they moaned in sync, the pleasure overwhelming for the both of them.

“oh mommy..” he whimpered, “ride me.”

“manners.”

“please.”

y/n moved her hips at a slower pace, adjusting to his size and girth. as she got comfortable, she started bouncing on his cock.

“your so tight.” ohyul groaned, head resting again the headboard and fingers digging into y/n’s sides.

“shit..” she hissed, back arched and mouth agape. each thrust threatened to hit her cervix and make y/n go insane.

“faster mommy, faster.” he moaned, thrusting his hips to match y/n’s pace. ohyul was needy and a beggar; a little pathetic. and it was showing right now.

she put one hand on his shoulder and began riding him faster. her moans heightened in pitch and her rhythm go sloppier.

“shit ohyul..” she maoned, “i’m gonna cum.”

“me too..” ohyul groaned and guided her hips with urgency.

in a matter of seconds, ohyul busted along with y/n. he filled her up, some of it leaking out between her folds.

y/n lifted herself off his cock and laid against his chest, panting heavily.

“mommy?” he said to her, as if to ask ‘what was that all about?’

“discovered i liked that the other night.” she hummed, looking up at ohyul.

“how?” ohyul questioned, a little confused.

“porn.”

“oh okay.”