Warnings: Explicit Sex, Rough Sex, Loss of Virginity.
Word Count: 11.5k
Summary: Jeno often found that he had a lot of free time on his hands. Between going to his classes, studying, and going to the gym, he didn’t do much else apart from lounge around the apartment eating snacks. Not needing a part time job like his roommates because of his well-off parents, Jeno knew he had it easy, but it never got to his head, and he was always seen as the sweet, kind person he was. But this pact really threw his head into a spin. As he sat in class thinking about it, a lightbulb went off in his head as he saw you struggling with the work in the front of the class. You suddenly found yourself in a deal that threw your life into a spin. If you took Jeno’s virginity, he would give you tutoring for the rest of the semester. It was the deal of a lifetime to you, a handsome boy offering you sex and tutoring. But when you don’t end up sticking to the one-time sex thing, can you keep things strictly studying and sex with no feelings?
Lee Jeno's a smart man, he earns six-figures a year, has a new wife, what could go wrong? The wife part—that's where.
Maybe he should've listened when people said that marriage was a trap, but he couldn't care less. He wanted to take pride in a family of his own, who could blame him?
When he married your mother, he'd been painfully unaware as to who his stepdaughter would be. In his defense, he'd never been introduced to you formally. For all he knew you might've just been a friend...of his son.
He'd also been painfully unaware of how often his new wife would be gone, and how often he'd be stuck with you.
No wonder you'd be with him so often.
Jeno's not quite sure when his attraction with you started, or maybe when your own attraction with him started.
Nope, definitely the attraction between each other.
Anyone could see it was a mutual thing the moment you'd laid eyes on each other—maybe not your mother, though.
Jeno wanted nothing more than to lay out on his couch with you in his lap all day. Sounds cliche? He knows, he knows very well.
Luckily, yet unluckily for him, he could feel your thinly covered core rubbing against him through his sweatpants.
"Now you’re a smart girl, aren’t you y/n?" Jeno questioned with faux softness as your hands roamed his pushed back, salt and pepper hair. You nodded. "I am" you agreed a little sheepishly, almost questioningly. He hummed at your answer.
"If you’re so smart then why’s your ass rubbing against my cock?" he asked with a small grin on his lips and his eyebrows slightly raised. He watched as you looked down, face flushed.
His hands rubbed up and down your waist before he grabbed your chin to look at him. "C'mon, tell Daddy why." Automatically, you were taken aback. "I—" you trailed off. "You what?" he mused, Jeno's dangerous eyes bearing into your soul. "Tell. Me. Why."
At this point, you were embarrassed beyond belief.
Jeno scoffed, "Poor thing can’t even form a response, can you?"
He chuckled as your face heated up, his hand traveled farther and farther until it reached your pantie covered core. Jeno rubbed his middle finger up and down your slit making you shudder at his touch.
You mewled directly in his ear sending blood to rush straight down to his cock. Jeno groaned before giving your cunt a few slaps, "Bet you liked that, huh baby?"
He laughed lightly when you hummed in a whiny pitch. Taking your face in his hands, he looked at you up and down. "You wanna make Daddy happy?" you gave him a small nod "Yeah? Then will my baby be such a good girl and suck me off?" you nodded again, eager to please him. He gave you an endearing peck to your lips, letting go of your pretty face.
You sank down to your knees in-between his thighs where he sat on the couch and slowly pulled down his sweatpants along with his boxers. The moment his cock sprang up from its confines, Jeno let out a breath of relief. Understandably so—his dick was already leaking precum.
Wrapping a hand around the base, you have the tip kitten licks before sinking your head down on his dick as far as you could. A long, drawn out moan left Jeno's lips when he bucked his hip up causing his dick to push past your gag reflex. You tried your best to swirl your tongue around his dick. Looking up at the man, tears began to prick in your eyes.
Jeno's head was thrown back with one arm thrown over the pillows and the other preoccupied with his hand in your hair. A small grin creeped up on his face when you whimpered against his dick. Jeno's dick had just, in fact, twitched in your mouth and it didn't help the wetness that was beginning to ooze down your thighs.
Bobbing your head up and down, you drew out more groans from Jeno. Hissing between his teeth, he pulled you off his dick, chuckling at your fucked out expression. "What a fuckin' mess" he murmured to no one but you.
"C'mon," he said, picking you up off the floor "Don't wanna fuck you on the couch, baby"
The moment you'd landed on his bed, he pried your legs apart showing off all of your arousal. "Got that wet from just suckin' my dick?" he snickered, amused by how wet you were for him.
"Fuck," he cursed under his breath, watching more arousal leak from your pussy "must've really liked my dick that much"
You bit down on your bottom lip, hiding a smile. You shook your head causing Jeno's eyebrow to furrow. "No," you disagreed, an unnoticeable amount of teasing was in your voice. "No?" Jeno repeated, confused but intrigued. He almost laughed as he scratched his toned abdomen, almost not believing your disagreement.
"No," you confirmed simply, pulling him by the neck to your face "In fact, I love your dick"
Jeno dropped his gaze and closed his eyes, chuckling while your hands continued to run through his hair. He looked back up to meet your bashful, embarrassed stare. "You can't possibly love my dick more than me, could you?" he questioned, teasingly.
Only, you didn't take it as such a joke. You considered if you loved your very one, one and only, Lee Jeno. You froze for fractions of a second to think. Was it that obvious to others? Yes—it was in fact very obvious that you loved him. You loved every bit of him, even his dick. Especially his dick.
You shook your head at him. "No, love you more" you answered in a whimpery tone. Jeno smirked at your words, giving you a big kiss to your lips. If anyone walked into the room, they would've doted on how cheesily the two of you spoke to each other.
They might dote the way Jeno spoke to you, though.
"You gonna take my cock?" he questioned, breathily as you nodded impatiently "Yeah?" he smiled, condescendingly "Yeah? You gonna let Daddy use you, baby?"
You could only look up at him and nod oh-so pathetically, you wanted all of him—Jeno just liked seeing you blatantly agree. "Nuh-uh, baby, gotta hear it from you. Wanna hear it slip past your pretty lips."
He wanted your consent? But it was crystal clear?
Oh god—if only you could've married him.
You swallowed hard, "Please D-Daddy~" you whined, nearly stumbling on all your words "I wan' you to use me...wan' you to use my pussy."
The way you sounded so desperate for his cock could only make his heart swell up with pride before he laughed right in your face. "You're so pathetic it's cute" Jeno cooed "Daddy'll give you his cock, just for his little baby."
Jeno grabbed the base of his cock and tapped your pussy with the tip a few times, then slowly pushed in. He cursed throatily, his hands stationing themselves on your hips as he tried his best to inch in the rest of his dick. Placing his focus from your face to your cunt, he groaned realizing he was only half-way in. "God, cunt's so fuckin' small." he said, digging his nails into your soft flesh whilst he grabbed your hips, slamming yours to meet his. Your moans were squeaky and aligned with every thrust Jeno gave.
The moment he gave the thrust that signaled he'd successfully fit all his dick inside you, he immediately threw his head back and let out a groan of relief.
You swore you could've come just from the sight.
An exasperated moan left Jeno's lips as he looked back down at you. "F-fuck," he cursed with a stutter of his hips "Pussy's so goddamn tight, feels like you're gonna milk my cock."
Being so affected by his words, you let out a whine.
"Oh?" Jeno questioned, suddenly more captivated by you that he'd ever been "M'baby likes that? She wants to fuckin' milk my cock, huh?"
His grin widened when all you could possibly do was moan under him, "C'mon, tell me—tell Daddy what you want."
Jeno's hand made its way up to your neck as you tried to form a response for him. You nodded your head almost frantically as his grip around your neck tightened, "Mhm! Just want your c-cum, Daddy" you mewled, looking straight at the man above you with eyes that he swore might be his downfall. "P-please give it to me!" you cried, your orgasm suddenly hitting you when least expected.
Watching you absolutely fall apart under him—your back arching, moans and whimpers passing your lips, tears daring to fall down your oh-so pretty cheeks—Jeno loved every bit of it. "Goddamnit," he softly cursed, his hips picking up speed to fuck you harder to overstimulation.
"O-oh, Daddy~" you whined, your voice shaky and rather unstable as Jeno's hand landed on your throat. The grip he had on you was soft yet hard enough for you to feel the difference. Noises of the bed shaking along with the noises from the both of you filled the room until a distinct loud groan erupted from the one and only Jeno himself. His hips stuttered as strings of his cum painted your walls.
Slowly, he caught his breath and pulled out of you letting his cum mixed with yours seep out. Jeno quickly took note of this.
"Oh no, no, no, no," he tsked with a lazy smile on his face while his hand reached for your soaked pussy. His two fingers forcing the cum back inside you only to ooze out again. Jeno thought for a second.
Sitting up against the headboard, he pulled your body towards his lap. Sinking you down on his cock, he chuckled as you moaned and your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Your nails dug into his thighs as he bottomed out, your back hitting his chest. Jeno's lips easily found the crook of your neck and peppered it with kisses whilst you drifted off to sleep.
Except you couldn't sleep.
You needed to move—badly. Unfortunately for you Jeno was already on the verge of sleep, but energy suddenly flew through that man the moment you'd started moving. He made a noise of acknowledgement towards you, "M'baby wants more, huh?" He chuckled as if he were ascending up into heaven as you picked up the pace.
Holding his thighs for support, you slammed your hips and wiggled them repeatedly eliciting moans out of your mouth that you weren't quite ready to let out. "A-ah~" you whimpered, "l-love your cock, Daddy."
Amused, he rested his hands on your hips, "Yeah? Bet you do by the way you fuck yourself on it."
He groaned when he knew for a fact your face was burning without even looking at you. The flesh of your ass smacked against his thighs as you bounced up and down his dick, the tip almost brushing against your cervix making you mewl.
As you moved up and down, Jeno's mind was getting just as hazy as yours. Nothing but praises and groans ever left his lips while you rode him. His groans grew even louder when you came all over his dick without warning. "A-awe fuck," he moaned out, wrapping his arm around your limp form to thrust up into you with your back pressed against his chest. "Creamed all over my cock, so nice of you to do, baby" he said as his thrusts got slower and deeper until his cock twitched inside you before he came for the second time. The groan he let out could've made you cum all over again.
Catching his breath, he brushed the hair away from your face to kiss your passed out form. He reached over to his nightstand to read yet another text from his wife letting him know she wouldn't be home for another two weeks—something came up.
But Jeno knew exactly what that something is. As his muscles relaxed and laid his head back against the headboard. He smiled to himself contently.
⚠ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 | Smut, Infidelity, Manipulation (?), Minor Character Death, Stepfathers, Do not recreate these events in real life, this is a work of fiction and does not reflect the personality of Johnny Seo accurately. Do not read or interact with this series if any of the warnings listed above are to your distaste.
𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 | Based off of Sik-K’s song—Too Many, your stepfather Johnny Seo is alone with you longer than your mother (and his wife) would’ve liked. As he’s alone with you, he realizes he has feelings that he is unable to get a grip of causing him to act in ways that fathers shouldn’t. Without a father figure in your life and Johnny’s lack of fatherly experience, things that shouldn’t happen between you and Mr. Seo. This series includes four installments:
ONE: 𝐓𝐨𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐲
"Thinking?" you questioned, finally looking up. He hummed, meeting you eyes. "Yeah." "About what?" You questioned again, wanting one of those deep dad conversations. But Mr. Seo was no father to you.
TWO: 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞
“Do you think you’d beg for him?” Mr. Seo questioned, seemingly calm as his blood boiled. You shook your head. He stood up straight after grabbing the back of the couch and bent down to grip your chin up with his hand making you look dead into his eyes, “Sooner or later you’ll be begging for me everyday, you already do. So until the day your mom walks through my front door one last time to pack up her things, m’gonna turn you into a little slut, turn you into my little slut, understand?”
THREE: 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞
God you could literally smash that damn phone into pieces. It sat as annoying as ever on hearing some obnoxious secretary talk to Mr. Seo. While he was taking another sip of the whiskey in his glass you decided to speak up. "Could you turn that stupid phone off, please?" Mr. Seo looked up from the paper he was reading, setting his pen down along with the phone, placing himself on mute probably. "Y-yes please excuse me for a moment. What was that, dear?" he questioned, moving a strand of his gelled hair out of his face. "Can you just hang up with her? She'd obviously wasting your precious time" you answered, pouting a little. He sighed, shaking his head "Oh c'mere, baby" He cooed motioning to his lap as you got up and sat down on top of his crotch,"Is someone jealous?" Your cheeks heated up, "N-no, j-just wanted to treasure the time I have w-with you that's all". There was honestly no use in lying to him, you were jealous and you both knew.
FOUR: 𝐍𝐨 𝐎𝐧𝐞
“N-No one” you managed to whimper out. “Awe, so my dumb little baby does know something!” He said with heavy sarcasm lacing his voice as he fucked you rougher causing you to get louder and louder, the pretty sounds you made were music to his ears. However a bright idea flew into his head, “Fuck, you’re so noisy.” Mr. Seo groaned, chuckling “The louder you get, the harder I’ll fuck you, m’kay doll?”
*𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞; if any of the warnings make you uncomfortable, do not continue
Ah yes, Sunday breakfast after a mass service. Yikes. Mr. Seo dreaded this time as people would remark on how lucky his wife, your mother, was to have such a lovely husband like him.
Lucky my ass. He'd think to himself.
Sure, your mother was a wonderful person but honestly he believes the marriage was a bit impetuous of him. He never seemed the fatherly type as he married your mother right after you finished high school. Sometimes you questioned if he actually loved your mother.
Long story short, he didn't, and somehow you weren't mad. Mr. Seo admitted to not caring for your mother on humid day were you had caught him making coffee in the wee hours of the morning. You remember that day quite well as his dark hair was pushed back and he had a white tank top paired with sweatpants. God he looked so good. And despite it being too early in the morning for you, you remembered he kissed your cheek endearingly before he sent you to bed.
But, of course, Sunday breakfast wasn't that bad when you sat right next to him and your mother was off somewhere talking to the other church goers. Mr. Seo inhaled sharply before standing up, reaching for the keys to his car in his pocket, and pushing his chair in. Realizing he wanted to leave you stood up too, following him. Your mother noticed as Mr. Seo approached her to say something and playfully hit his arm, "Leaving already? I just started talking to Mrs. Jung!". Mr. Seo smiled before brushing away her hand. "We'll just wait for you in the car, right sweetie?" he said as politely as possible before glancing at you to nod. Your mother waved her hand dismissively allowing you and Mr. Seo walked to the car.
Once you reached the car, Mr. Seo opened the back door confusing you for a bit before you understood. "A-are you sure?" He gave one nod, confirming that he was absolutely sure as you were that he was going to let this happen.
You stepped inside first before he entered, closing the door behind him. He sat down, pulling you to his lap to straddle him as he brought your lips to his. You eagerly responded, a jolt of bliss ran down your body when your lips made contact with his. Thank god for tinted windows. Your arms found their way around Mr. Seo's neck and your hands entangled in his hair as his hands found your waist. Mr. Seo felt like he might've died and went to heaven and hell in the span of seconds when he felt you slowly rut your hips against the cloth of his pants. Before his mind could venture to unknown places due to your actions; you whimpered into the kiss, grabbing his hand and brought it to the hem of your dress letting him lift it—he did. You gave him an impatient little wriggle when you felt the coolness of the air on the skin of your ass. Feeling your desire for him grow, you pulled away from the kiss to catch your breath before grinding harder on Mr. Seo's crotch. He grinned in amusement, "Aren't you a needy little thing. Only for me, huh?" A small smile graced your features as you buried your head in the crook of his neck, inhaling his signature cologne.
But that was prior to when your mother had to interrupt the fun between you and Mr. Seo.
He now sat in the driver-seat of his car as your mother went on and on about having to go somewhere for her job and whatever was happening in her "friends" lives.
As Mr. Seo drove away from the church the only thing that rang in your head was that your mom would be gone for around a month or so leaving you in the care of him.
If any of the warnings are to your distaste, do not continue
𝐍𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐫 | Dilf! Jeno, May 6th 2021
"Give Daddy what he wants, kitty."
𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐒𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐦 | Dilf! Lucas, May 13th 2021
D-Did you just pass out?
𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | Dilf! Winwin, May 20th 2021
"Pity. Because I love it so very much"
𝟑𝟕.𝟓% | Donghyuck, May 23rd 2021
"I'll have all your pretty little moans on tape for my eyes only, maybe Jeno's too."
𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨 | Dilf! Jeno, May 30th 2021
Like everyone else, Mr. Lee had a exploding point. His were very rare and frightened you.
𝐓𝐨𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐲; 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 | Dilf! Stepdad! Johnny, June 2021
TW: Smut, Infidelity, Minor Character Death, Stepdads, Manipulation, please do not read if engaging in sexual relations with stepdads make you uncomfortable
Based off of Sik-K’s song, Too Many, Dilf! Stepdad! Johnny is alone with you. He’s alone with you longer than your mom would have liked. As he’s alone with you, he realizes he has feelings that he is unable to get a grip of causing him to act in ways that fathers shouldn’t. Without a father figure in your life and Johnny’s lack of fatherly experience, things that shouldn’t happen between you and Mr. Seo.
Mr. Lee sighed, sitting beside you on the couch pulling you on his lap. “Would I still have to pay you if I asked you to marry me?” It wasn’t like he was broke, he was far from broke, but banks these days are apparently too advanced for his taste.
aYO LiStEn uP, ok so hi hotties and welcome to abi/@earth-to-that-asian’s fic recs bcs I read too much smut 😩 and I write it too much but thats beyond the point here sO read the guide and hello hello sURpRiSE shAwTy, if you’ve been tagged now you know: ✨I love you and your writings✨ As you can see, from the beautiful lack of authors listed I don’t read much but when I do I go on a rampage 🥵 sO yes i said sO again lord save me it’s only 11 pm as my masterlist similarly says:
genre + idols → college au, multiple members of nct
details → a whole lot of college talk, smut [oral f/m receiving, spanking, unprotected sex, all the good stuff], fluff, angst
summary → college sure is a whole lot better with some nice boys in your life.
a/n → hi guys~~ moonie here !! each part is not connected, so go ahead and have all the fun you want with this series. each part is ONLY one part, so there will be no continuations/second parts to any of the pieces i post for this series. this is my first full fledged written series so i’m hoping it’ll go well ;-; it won’t entirely be each member of nct because i don’t know if i can bring myself to write for 23 men and it will come in random order so this will just be whatever comes to me. let me know if i should make a tag list? i will update this masterlist as i go~ it will prob end up being super long LOL oops sorry in advance~ i will make it a read more once there’s more than 3 parts posted :)
34+35 — JOHNNY SUH (coming soon)
— johnny, your frat boy boyfriend.
— warnings: [tbd]
— summary: [tbd]
next door to an angel — NA JAEMIN (coming soon)
— jaemin, your dreamy next door neighbor.
— warnings: [tbd]
— summary: [tbd]
best part - WONG KUNHANG (coming soon)
— hendery, your childhood best friend.
— warnings: [tbd]
— summary: [tbd]
members still to come: taeyong, mark, haechan, jeno, kun, xiaojun, yangyang [possibly more]
Your fuck buddy’s eyes bore into yours and the tension you feel crawling up your spine has your gaze locking with his. His fingers drag circles idly on your palm that rests between your bodies and you let him, breathing heavily as you wait for his next words.
He’s never been this quiet before. Never stayed this long in your bed and it has your mind running for every possibility. He remains quiet though, not answering your unspoken questions.
“What is it?” You murmur and he swallows, fingers faltering in your palm before it goes slack on top of it in some kind of half-hold. Your fingers twitch and you see the faintest sign of a frown pull at the sides of his lips. Jeno’s mouth remains pressed closed and your eyebrows furrow.
“I want to be more.” He blurts out and he watches, eyes quickly overcoming with regret when you sit up quickly at his confession.
He slowly props himself onto one arm, staring up at your gaping figure with suppressed frustration - at you… at himself? You don’t know.
A moment passes, waiting for him to say it’s a joke but he doesn’t.
“Y/N, I thought we–”
“Fuck what you thought.” He winces at your harsh tone, finally sitting up when you pull away from the bed, seeming to put as much distance as you can between your bodies.
Something burns in your chest and it pulses through your veins until it fills every crevice. It’s thick and impulsive and toxic - and you hated it. Because for a long time, Jeno has been your friend and all you wanted was to explore with him, to understand your body more.
You trusted him when he said he just wanted to use you for pleasure.
“You knew.” You hiss at his sad eyes because the sight of them boils anger into your lungs and it sweeps and takes control of your head. “You know.” Jeno gets up from the bed too, about to answer back but his words seem to catch in his throat, swallowing them painfully down again.
“I told you.” They come out hushed and strained and you loathed how desperate they sound because you don’t want this to break you both apart.
“I know.” And that’s all he says.
Shaking your head you shield your face away from him because you feel like falling apart because tears are brimming your eyes that you wish would just go away.
Why are you crying? Why are you crying?
“But I couldn’t help it.” Jeno sounds broken and tired, exhausted from burying the truth for so long. “How am I not supposed to fall for you?” He asks and you sob into your hands and the sound breaks him. He wishes there was an answer, he wishes his feelings would just disappear but they don’t.
“But you already know.” You repeat, hands falling to your sides and his chest is twisting until it makes him feel sick, the sight of your tears so jarring. “You know that I love someone else.” He bites his cheek, glowering at the floor.
“He doesn’t love you,” And you flinch away like you’ve touched fire but he continues, stepping around the bed as he makes his way to you. Stepping back until your pressed against the wall, you turn away from his hand that tries to wipe your cheeks. “Not like I do.”
His soft words are accompanied with his other hand brushing against your arm, so gentle as if they’re laying a kiss on your skin. It’s so different from the way he fucks you and it has you grimacing at the contact. His breath is hot against your cheek and you’re trying not to lose yourself to desire, trying not to check closer if there’s something else hidden beneath that lust.
“But that doesn’t mean I love you.” Jeno’s hands fall away, stepping back and you let out a long exhale as if you had been holding your breath. You will yourself to look him in the eye but it just makes everything feel worse, hurriedly rubbing your tears away with an arm instead.
He looks smaller. Defeated and hurt and some part of you asks the gods why you hadn’t fallen for Jeno instead of Jaemin. But nothing changes, even when you know Jeno would be a sweet lover, an even better boyfriend.
You just simply don’t feel that way. You just can’t.
“No more. No more of… this.” You gesture vaguely around you, and he doesn’t say anything, turning away as he drags his legs to your door.
Differences – Lee Donghyuck
Part of the Bad Boy Series.
Badboy!Au
Warnings: Drug Use, Violence, Explicit Sex, Sex under the Influence.
Wor
My favourite is haechan story. Because. Haechan is one of my ults and reading about him (even when its not fully fluff) makes me fuzzy and warm inside. But this story is kind of therapeutic I really like to go back to in once in a while and read it again and again even thought I know what will happen🥺
Three full weeks until his best friend, and your dad, comes back from his buisness trip. So three weeks of nothing but you.
Mr. Lee had specifically said he wouldn't be at work for three weeks. But right now, he kinda wanted to be at work if it was to get away from you who was driving him insane for no apparent reason other than the fact that he found you so nice, pretty and not to mention fairly bratty. You on the other hand, felt as if you were developing a crush on Mr. Lee. It was truly entertaining watching Mr. Lee get flustered everytime you'd walk up to him and straddle his hips to just talk to him while he was reading something on his couch.
But that was during the first week you had stayed with him.
The second week led to him finding it entertaining to see you flustered. You decided to straddle his lap once more, not thinking much of it until he'd put the book he was reading down and pulled you closer him.
Your cheeks turned a light pink tint that Mr. Lee found himself smiling at before you decided to kiss the man.
When you pulled away he could tell you hesitantly laid your hand on his thigh, subconsciously rutting your hips against his clothed area.
"Mr. Lee, I wanna play"
Mr. Lee smiled and flipped you onto your back, immediately pulling your shorts down along with your panties. He stared at your light pink panties in his hand before stuffing it in your mouth.
"I don't need your little remarks right now, princess. Is that clear?" he asked with a tone you'd never heard before, so you pouted letting out a muffled "awe" in fake dissapointment.
Mr. Lee unbuckled his pants revealing his hardened dick and pushed the tip inside you making you wiggle your hips in anticipation. He slowly pushed the rest of his dick in, admiring the way your pretty whimpers were muffled by the panty in your mouth.
He bent you over his desk and lifted your skirt. Not even bothering to move your panties to the side, he easily slid inside you. "Already wet, hm?".
You nodded erratically. Mr. Dejun's fast pace was something you weren't sure you could handle. His eyebrows were furrowed in concentration. Mr. Dejun smiled watching you get lost in pleasure "You've been so good for me, love. I thought I'd reward you."
A reward it truly was, until someone walked in. Mr. Dejun didn't bother to stop, seeing the way a bright red tint stained your face. His employee was also bright red in the face. All he did was raise his eyebrows in question of the employee who simply set a paper down and scurried out the door. Mr. Dejun tsked when they left feeling you clench around his dick. "Are you gonna cum already, love?". You let out a weak "yeah", but Mr. Dejun pulled out. "Not yet love, I need you to finish a paper. Then I'll fuck you until you cry, m'kay?"
And as expected, he fucked you as you worked on that paper. He examined the paper after it was printed and layed on his desk, but Mr. Dejun smiled as he watched tears fall from your eyes and onto the paper while he rammed his dick in you.
"Awe, look at what you did. You stupid little baby, you got the paper wet," he looked you in the eyes as you mumbled a sorry but he smiled yet again wiping your tear stained cheeks and chuckled a little.
this is one installation of my ‘positions’ collection! each fic is a stand-alone story and will not have any other parts.
⤷ summary: jaemin finds out about one of your hidden kinks and immediately puts it to use.
⤷ word count: 3.9k
⤷ genre: smut, light fluff
⤷ contents: slight corruption kink, hair pulling (duh), oral (receiving), thigh riding, taunting, dirty talking, degradation, praise kink (i know you’re probably getting whiplash at this point), jaemin turns into a Big Ol’ Meanie
⤷ notes: you might want to listen to ‘my hair’ by ariana grande to fully immerse yourself in the experience!
it all started innocently enough.
with your head in his lap, jaemin slowly works his fingers through your hair, petting you absentmindedly as he scrolls through his phone. you’re relaxing on the couch on one of jaemin’s rare days off, and he promised to make it extra-special and spend time with you all day; you two haven’t really moved since you woke up and ate, but the day couldn’t seem to get any better already.
that is, until jaemin curls his fingers in your hair and tugs on it accidentally, causing you to let out an instant moan. his fingers go still, and your body goes stiff in horror, your eyes widening as they dart around the room, not looking anywhere near him.
[4:42 pm] You waited patiently for your boyfriend to answer your call, one hand securing your phone next to your right ear while the other mindlessly played with the small squared airpods case. “Hyuck?”
“y/n? Baby, what’s wrong?” he asked, short of breath from their rehearsal. His question not surprising you since you never called when you knew he was busy. “is that y/n?” you heard Mark’s voice in the background, same tiredness in his tone.
“nothing really” a light smile hanged on your lips “just wanted to let you know you forgot your airpods here, so don’t buy new ones again” you put emphasis on your last word, a short giggle soon following. “is there something bothering you? You’ve been forgetting a lot of things here lately”
“tell her I said hi” you hear Mark again, quickly followed by Donghyuck hushing him. “really? I haven’t noticed”
A hoodie, his backpack, his passport, different accessories, even his phone, and now his airpods; you listed in your mind, eyebrows slightly furrowed in certain confusion.
“y/n, he’s just trying to make sure you think of him when he’s not there!” Mark yelled again as fast as he could. Loud laughs were the only thing you could hear after Donghyuck gasped; his embarrassed expression clearly pictured in your mind as your smile grew wider.
“I’ll call you later!” Donghyuck suddenly said “YAH MARK –” was the last thing you heard before the call finished.
