Warnings: smut, rough sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk, humiliation kink, STUDENT IS AN ADULT AND IN COLLEGE. Age gap (20 and 28), professor x student, semi-public sex, public classroom.
Tell me if i missed anything :)
(DISCLAIMER: English isn't my first language so i'm sorry if there's any errors)
when professor!sunghoon gives you back your test and like usual, you have an 100%, but at the bottom corner, he wrote something:
"stay after class, no excuses."
when you look up to smirk at him, he's already looking at you, glaring at you with a look of hunger and arousal in his eyes.
now that all of the students left and it's just you and him, professor!sunghoon locks the door and covers the blinds, he immediately pounces on you and pins you against the whiteboard, his hands being on both the sides of your head and looks down at you.
professor!sunghoon knows you have a humiliation kink, he grabs your hands and pins them up with one hand and starts speaking filth against your ear. "You're so desperate that you have to show your ass to get my attention? You really wanted me that bad?"
professor!sunghoon let's your arms go after a little bit, smirking at your current state. "You're this wrecked from me pinning you and talking? Pathetic." He slides all of his papers and pens off his desk, bending you over.
professor!sunghoon holds both of your hands with one hand to pull you back onto his cock, "You asked for this, don't run away from it."
professor!sunghoon covers your mouth to make sure you keep quiet and he bends down to your ear, "You better keep quiet, or else i'll fuck you with the door open."
when you finally come, professor!sunghoon covers your mouth, making sure you don't make any noise while he chases after his own release, panting against your ear and thrusting in harder and deeper, making the desk shake.
when he finally finishes, professor!sunghoon bites your shoulder trying to make no noise and you guys just lay on his desk, panting and catching your breath, your legs and arms feel like jellies by the time you both finally finished.
while you and professor!sunghoon change back into your clothes, he fixes your hair and kisses your forehead, "Next time you wanna tease me like that? Im fucking you so hard the only thing on your mind is my name." You both leave the room and he glances at you one more time, smirking. You shiver, knowing he means it.
(OKAY THATS IT, this is my first headcanons so i hope you liked it!! I'll try and post more in the future!!)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄， it’s not easy resisting your boyfriend, especially when he asks to drink your blood with those shiny, pleading eyes.
pairing: vampire bf!jungwon x fem! reader
genre: smut, pwp
warnings: 18+ only MDNI — vampirism (obv), established relationship, dom!reader x sub!jungwon, making out, petnames (baby, angel, good boy, wonnie, won, love), blood drinking, blood play, unprotected sex (wrap it upp), praise, edging, oral (m! rec), overstimulation, venom intoxication, breeding kink (probably forgot something, again. lemme know if i did!)
wc: 4k
author's notes: english is not my first language — based on this pic and this ask of my beloved hia <3, sorry it took sooo long — only god knows how hard i had to hold myself back from throwing some mommy kink in there – i simply ♥ needy vampire boyfie jungwon. also, sorry if you find any mistakes, i pulled an all-nighter proofreading but i’m literally crashing (it's 5am here btw) so i might've missed something
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if anyone had told you in the past that you’d end up dating a vampire, you wouldn’t just laugh at them. you would think they were completely losing their mind. until a few months ago, the idea of mythological beings like vampires and werewolves being real didn’t even cross your mind —let alone the thought of actually falling for one of them. so when you first met jungwon, the last thing you imagined was that the boy with the bright eyes and a sweet smile would be a creature of the night. he seemed so harmless, so soft, that fear was the last thing you felt in his presence.
you met through mutual friends on a random night at a dive bar famous among campus students. the air was thick with the stifling heat of bodies huddled in a space with almost no ventilation, the typical scent of cheap beer and sweat clinging to everything. you and your friends were celebrating the end of finals they all looked to be in their twenties —they all carried this effortless glow, strikingly attractive and strangely friendly.
jungwon, in particular, had this sweet and comfortable energy that immediately drew you in. he wasn't trying to be the center of attention. he just sat there, watching you with a genuine curiosity that made you feel a bit flustered. he looked like the type of person you’d find in a quiet library corner, not in a dark bar, and definitely not in a coffin.
everything between you happened at an electric pace. the attraction was instantaneous —a magnetic pull that neither of you seemed to want to fight— and in no time, you were evolving from a situationship into something deep and serious.
before you knew his secret, jungwon was the perfect boyfriend. he always seemed to be in sync with you, knowing what you needed before you even had to say a word. he was the first person who ever made you his absolute priority, looking at you like you were his entire world. there was a flawlessness to him that felt almost too good to be true, and you kept waiting for the human imperfections that never seemed to show. what you didn't expect was that he wasn't human at all.
the shock of discovering the truth changed everything you thought you knew about the world. you had no idea how a relationship with a vampire was supposed to work. your only reference was the twilight saga, and honestly, you were nothing like bella and jungwon was a far cry from edward cullen.
the reality was much more practical. he worked as a nursing assistant at the city hospital, which was the perfect cover. it allowed him to quietly divert some blood bags from the stock every now and then. it was a risky but necessary move to keep up appearances, and for a while, you thought that freezer stock would be enough for him.
but as the months went by, your own curiosity began to itch. you’d watch him fight for self-control when you’d accidentally cut yourself in the kitchen or when the scent of your blood got stronger after a workout. eventually, you were the one who offered, intrigued by the physical reality of his nature. jungwon denied you at first, terrified of losing control or hurting you, but your persistence finally won him over. when he finally gave in, you discovered it wasn't painful at all. his saliva acted as a natural anesthetic, but it was so much more than that. it was addictive. it left your whole body in a state of total relaxation, an instant high that turned the moment into something visceral and deeply intimate. since then, you’ve become his favorite source, and he’s turned into the neediest, most addicted boyfriend you could imagine.
today, however, the day had been brutal. you turned the key in the lock with heavy shoulders, totally drained after back-to-back exams and a double shift at work. the apartment was quiet, carrying that refuge vibe that finally let you lower your guard. you tossed your bag on the couch and headed straight for the bedroom, desperate for the comfort of your mattress. but when you opened the door, the bluish glow of a screen illuminated his face in the dark. jungwon was slumped among the pillows, totally locked into his nintendo switch with his headphones hanging loosely around his neck. he looked so peaceful, so innocent, that it was almost impossible to believe he spent his days craving the taste of your blood.
you stood in the doorway for a few seconds, just taking him in. the exhaustion still weighed on your eyes, but seeing him so distracted brought a wave of calm. you walked silently across the carpet, sitting on the edge of the bed and watching his fingers move rapidly over the buttons. he didn't even notice you until the mattress dipped under your weight, making him give a small jump in surprise. jungwon looked up immediately and, the second he saw it was you, a wide, instant smile broke across his face.
"you're home!" he exclaimed, tossing the switch and headphones aside —a mindless move that showed how much he’d been waiting for you— and crawling toward you like a needy kitten. "i was almost going to pick you up at the gates, you took forever today."
you felt his cold hands circle your waist before you could even get a word out. he tucked his face against your stomach, nuzzling against you with an urgency you knew all too well. his scent —that clean mix of soap and something sharp and cold, something only his— began to flood your senses.
"finals, won... for a simple human like me, it's hell," you murmured, running your fingers through the soft, dark strands of his hair. "i'm exhausted. my whole body aches."
he let out a low, muffled grumble, tightening his hold on you. you felt him take a deep, shaky breath against your skin, and you knew his self-control was hanging by a thread. he wasn't just missing you, he was starving.
"i know... i can feel your blood rushing. it’s so loud," he whispered against the fabric of your blouse, his voice vibrating lowly through your chest. "can i have a taste of you? please... i know that you're tired, but i'll do whatever you want if you just let me drink a little bit.”
you sigh, exhausted, ready to turn him down. "won, baby... not tonight. they’ve already drained all my energy today." your voice falters at the end as you feel the kisses jungwon is peppering along your neck, his cold lips against your warm skin and the sharp tips of his teeth sending shivers down your spine.
"please," he moans, his voice whiny and pleading, almost as if he’s going to cry if you say no again. "just a little bit, angel." he moves his kisses from the curve of your neck to your most sensitive spot, licking the skin and pulling a deep sigh from your lungs. "i’ve waited for you all day... i need you so much," he mumbles, humping his hardness against your leg, whimpering but never stopping the nibbles and kisses on your neck —which you’re sure is already red and marked by now.
"wonnie, you're so spoiled," you let out a muffled laugh, dragging your nails across his scalp, drawing a needy moan from your boyfriend —who, at this point, looks more like a kitten in heat than a vampire. "you never know how to take no for an answer." you pull his head away from your neck by his hair, laughing at the pathetic whimper he lets out.
you shift positions, moving him from on top of you and sitting on his lap, feeling his erection against your jeans. he whines again.
"hmm... angel, please," he whimpers, his eyes bright. you recognize that look immediately: hunger, admiration, lust. "just a little bit." you laugh, bringing your lips close to his earlobe.
"hmm... my baby is way too impatient." you roll your hips, savoring the groan that leaves his throat. you smirk, your lips heading toward his neck, kissing and nibbling as if you were the vampire there. "should i give you what you want?"
"please," he begs, his arms wrapping around your waist, trying to pull you even closer to him. "i was so good."
"were you?" you laugh, stroking his cheekbone with your thumb.
"mhm," he whines, thrusting upward, the fabric of his sweatpants doing little to hide his erection rubbing against your backside. you can tell clearly that he isn’t wearing any underwear. "i’ve been hard all day, but i didn’t jerk off," he says, and you smile. "i waited for you."
the thought of him hard, waiting and aching for you all day has an immediate effect on you. you feel the heat between your legs and your underwear starting to soak. "such a good boy for me," you smile. "you deserve a reward." his eyes brighten even more, making you smile before taking his lips in a fierce kiss.
the kiss is desperate, fueled by the long day of anticipation and the sheer hunger he’s been trying to suppress. it’s messy and deep, his cold tongue sliding against yours as he tastes the lingering sweetness of your skin on his lips. jungwon kisses you like you’re his only lifeline, his hands tightening on your hips as he tries to pull you into his bones. you can feel the faint, sharp graze of his fangs against your bottom lip, a silent reminder of what he really wants, while he let out a muffled, needy sound into your mouth that tells you exactly how far gone he is.
you break the kiss when you feel the air starting to vanish from your lungs. the thing is, your boyfriend often forgets that you actually need to breathe, so he always lets you take the reins on everything. if anyone knows your limits, it’s you.
you press a lingering kiss to his swollen, wet lips, pulling away just enough to help him pull the hoodie over his head. you follow it by stripping him of the white tank top he had underneath, smiling when you see him so completely surrendered, just waiting for you to move however you want. he looks breathless, even though you know he doesn't actually need to breathe.
you return your kisses to his neck, making him groan as his fingers go straight for the hem of your blouse. "take it off," he says, his voice breaking and raspy. "please," he adds quickly. you smile and pull your shirt off, letting him soak in the view for a few seconds. "this too, please," he begs, and you can’t help but laugh at the way he talks about your bra as if the piece of clothing were personally offending him. you decide to do as he asked, and he lets out a sigh of pure relief when he sees your breasts free. his hand moves instinctively, covering one of them like a reflex.
you pull his hands away from your body, holding his wrists for a second. he lets out a whiny groan, his fingers twitching as if he’s dying to touch you again. "patience, wonnie... i'll give you what you want if you're a good boy and stay still for me" you whisper, and he immediately goes still, though his breathing is ragged.
you shift, trailing kisses down his chest, lingering on the muscles of his stomach until you reach the waistband of his sweatpants. you strip them off him, along with his socks, leaving him completely bare underneath. you can't help but let out a small laugh at the sight of him —he’s so incredibly turned on. his length is thick and fully erect, prominent veins pulsing along the skin, and a bead of precum is already glistening at the tip. he’s twitching, practically begging for your touch.
you wrap your fingers around his cock, starting to stroke him slowly, and jungwon throws his head back against the pillows with a pathetic moan. "such a good boy, waiting for me all day," you praise, and the sound of your voice makes his hips give a needy little jerk. "you need my blood this much?"
"yes... i need you! please, angel," he whimpers, his eyes squeezed shut.
you don't make him wait much longer before you lean down, swirling your tongue around the head of his cock before taking him into your mouth. you suck him deep, your throat tight around him as you use your hand to stroke the base. the wet, slapping sound of your mouth against his skin fills the quiet room, mixed with jungwon’s high-pitched, broken moans. he’s rambling, his voice a mess of "please" and "fuck" his fingers digging into the bedsheets because he knows he’s not allowed to touch you. not yet.
you pick up the pace, bobbing your head faster, swirling your tongue around him until he’s gasping, his back arching off the bed. you can feel his muscles tensing, his body shaking on the verge of coming, but right before he reaches the peak, you pull away.
jungwon lets out a loud, frustrated cry, his eyes snapping open, looking at you with pure desperation. "no, no... don't stop, please, i'm so close-"
you just laugh softly, ignoring his plea as you crawl back up his body and sit on his lap, feeling his throbbing cock pressed right against your clothed core. you reach out, using your thumbs to wipe away the stray tears that had started to form in the corners of his eyes.
"look at you," you tease, smiling at how needy and wrecked he looks. "so impatient. i haven't even given you your real reward yet.”
you revel in your boyfriend’s wrecked expression, pride coursing through your veins at having such a dangerous being —one considered a monster by so many— so submissive beneath you. he looks at you like you’re his entire world, desperate for you, and not just for your blood.
"hmm... please," he groans, trying to bury his face in your neck while his hips instinctively thrust against your covered ass. "i need it so much..."
you laugh, noticing how he barely até seems to know what he’s saying anymore. "what do you need, love?" you ask provocatively. he looks at you as if you’re personally torturing him.
"you. your pussy, your... your blood," he swallows hard, and you laugh, rolling your hips over his erection. the rough fabric of your jeans rubbing against the sensitive tip of his cock draws a loud, broken groan from him.
"you're so greedy, baby," you smile. "but you’re going to have to choose." you bite your own lip hard enough to draw blood, and your boyfriend’s eyes widen instantly. you can almost see his pupils dilating as the metallic scent of your blood hits his nostrils. "i told you i’m tired, so you can only have one tonight. either my blood or my pussy."
jungwon’s eyes fly from your bloodied lip to your eyes immediately, sheer desperation taking over as he faces the hardest decision of his life. the sight of him so distraught only makes you wetter. you can feel the fabric of your panties sticking to your cunt because of how soaked you are, and you’re certain he can smell that too.
"no!" he cries out. "don't make me choose, please... please, angel." his desperation draws a sadistic laugh out of you. you plant a light kiss on his lips, and he immediately licks them afterward, desperate for even a lingering trace of your blood. "please, i’ve been so good to you... hmm... i'll be so good.”
you slide off his lap, and he immediately tries to pull you back by your hips in pure desperation. you just laugh at his urgency.
"let me take my jeans off, baby," you murmur. he hesitates, his grip tightening for a second before he lets you go, except for your hand, which he holds onto as if he’s terrified you’ll just vanish if he lets go. you struggle to peel the denim off with only one hand, but soon enough, you're back on his lap, crashing your lips against his in a desperate kiss.
the kiss is feral. jungwon sucks on your bottom lip, his tongue dancing with yours as he searches for any lingering taste of your blood. you groan as you feel the sharp pressure of his fangs against your sensitive skin, a delicious ache that makes your head spin. he starts thrusting up against your soaked panties, the friction causing both of you to moan into each other’s mouths. you break the kiss, and he looks absolutely wrecked, his eyes pleading for more.
"patience, my sweet boy..." you whisper, though your own breathing is just as ragged. you hook a finger into the side of your lace, pulling the fabric to the side before lowering yourself onto him painfully slow.
jungwon lets out a long, broken whimper against your neck the moment he feels your inner walls stretching around him —warm and impossibly tight. he’s shaking under you, his hands gripping your waist so hard they’ll surely leave bruises. you don't wait long before you start to ride him, moving up and down in a steady, agonizing rhythm.
he whimpers, babbling incoherently as he loses himself in the sensation, his lips finding your neck to lick and kiss every inch of skin he can reach. you feel the sharp nip of his teeth starting to pinch your pulse point, his hunger finally reaching its limit.
"not yet, don't bite yet," you command, your voice strained.
he let out a desperate cry, his hips jerking up to meet yours as you pick up the pace. you're getting so close, the friction and his heat making your vision blur. you dig your nails into his chest, dragging them down and leaving bright red marks against his pale skin, while jungwon continues to sob into your shoulder, begging for the release and your blood.
you lean down to capture his lips one last time, a kiss that tastes like salt and metal, fueled by the friction of your bodies moving in sync. your head is spinning, the heat between your legs reaching a breaking point as you feel your muscles begin to twitch around him.
"now, wonnie... you can bite me now," you whisper against his lips, your voice barely audible over the sound of your combined breathing.
jungwon lets out a series of broken thank you's, his voice a mess of gratitude and pure, unadulterated hunger. you tilt your head back, exposing the line of your throat to him, offering yourself up completely. he doesn't hesitate, he sinks his fangs into your skin with a desperate groan that vibrates through your entire body.
the moment his teeth pierce you, a sharp spark of pain is immediately replaced by that familiar, intoxicating rush. his venom floods your system, acting as a potent, addictive high that makes your vision bloom with colors. you let out a loud, arched moan as the sensation hits you right at the same time your climax rolls over you in waves.
jungwon groans louder than you’ve ever heard, his voice raw as he reaches his own peak. you feel his walls tighten around him so fiercely that it becomes impossible for you to keep riding him —your body is locked in place, gripped by the intensity of the overstimulation. the feeling of him filling you up while he drinks from you is too much, a sensory overload that leaves you gasping.
in a sudden blur of motion, he shifts your positions with his supernatural strength. you let out a cry of surprise as he pins you down against the mattress, his body heavy and solid on top of yours. he doesn't pull away, his teeth stay firmly buried in your neck, his lips creating a vacuum as he greedily drinks his fill.
the high of the venom is different this time —more intense and more crushing— as it mixes with the lingering waves of your first climax. you feel your limbs growing heavy. your muscles turn to jelly against the mattress while your senses go into overdrive. every touch, every slide of his skin against yours, feels like an electric shock.
jungwon still hasn’t pulled his fangs from your neck, and he certainly hasn't stopped moving. he continues to drive into you with a frantic, desperate rhythm that catches you off guard. you’re so sensitive that the friction of his cock against your walls feels like it’s burning you alive in the best way possible.
"won... baby, didn't you have enough?" you gasp, your head lolling back as your fingers weakly try to grip his shoulders. "i'm... it’s too much."
he lets out a muffled, distorted sound against your skin, his teeth grazing your pulse point as he answers. "can't... i can't stop," he murmurs, the words vibrating through your entire frame. he sounds completely gone. his voice is thick with a mix of blood-lust and pure, raw pleasure.
you know he won't put you in danger —you trust him with your life— but the overstimulation is starting to make your vision blur. the way he drinks from you while simultaneously filling you up makes your brain feel like it's short-circuiting. everything is 300% more vivid. the coldness of his chest against your breasts, the metallic scent of your own blood, and the way his cock feels even larger and even more demanding as he hits your limit over and over again.
you're screaming now, your voice raw and needy, and jungwon is right there with you, letting out deep, guttural growls into your neck. your senses are exploding. the world is shrinking down to just the two of you and this cycle of pain and euphoria.
he picks up the pace. his thrusts become short and sharp as he reaches for a second peak. you feel your body tightening again, the pleasure so sharp it almost hurts, and then it happens. you go over the edge for the second time, and the force of his own release is so violent that you feel his entire body convulse on top of you. he lets out a strangled cry, his fangs sinking just a fraction deeper for a final, greedy swallow before he finally, finally stills.
he lets go of your neck and collapses on top of you, and even though you’re feeling weak, you wrap your arms around him immediately. you smile as you feel him nuzzle deeper into your chest, his length now soft but still resting inside you.
you stroke his hair affectionately while he finally seems to regain consciousness. he looks deep into your eyes with those bright pupils of his —eyes full of love, reverence, and something you recognize as fear. a fear of being too much. a fear of losing you. before he can start to spiral into those thoughts, you press a tender kiss to his forehead.
"it's okay, baby," you smile, reassuring him. "you didn't hurt me." you can almost feel the wave of relief washing over him. he smiles back at you, that deep dimple in his cheek making the whole scene incredibly cute. you subconsciously squeeze your walls around him one last time, drawing a small groan from his lips.
he slowly slides out of you, carefully pulling your lace panties back into place before laying down by your side. he immediately tucks himself back into your arms like a needy kitten.
"i promise i’ll get up and clean us both in a second. i just need a moment," he says, and you let out a little laugh, going back to running your fingers through his hair.
"i thought vampires didn't get tired," you tease, poking his dimple with your finger.
"i'm not tired," he laughs, pressing a soft kiss to your collarbone. "i'm just full."
you roll your eyes at his bluntness. "i should’ve known by now that i'm just your personal blood bag." he doesn't even open his eyes, he just grins. you give him a playful little swat and he chuckles.
"i love you," he says, his calm voice acting like a lighthouse for you as exhaustion finally begins to take over your body, “more than anything in the world.”
Warnings: smut, rough sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk, humiliation kink, STUDENT IS AN ADULT AND IN COLLEGE. Age gap (20 and 28), professor x student, semi-public sex, public classroom.
Tell me if i missed anything :)
(DISCLAIMER: English isn't my first language so i'm sorry if there's any errors)
when professor!sunghoon gives you back your test and like usual, you have an 100%, but at the bottom corner, he wrote something:
"stay after class, no excuses."
when you look up to smirk at him, he's already looking at you, glaring at you with a look of hunger and arousal in his eyes.
now that all of the students left and it's just you and him, professor!sunghoon locks the door and covers the blinds, he immediately pounces on you and pins you against the whiteboard, his hands being on both the sides of your head and looks down at you.
professor!sunghoon knows you have a humiliation kink, he grabs your hands and pins them up with one hand and starts speaking filth against your ear. "You're so desperate that you have to show your ass to get my attention? You really wanted me that bad?"
professor!sunghoon let's your arms go after a little bit, sunghoon smirks at your current state. "You're this wrecked from me pinning you and talking? Pathetic." He slides all of his papers and pens off his desk, bending you over.
professor!sunghoon holds both of your hands with one hand to pull you back onto his cock, "You asked for this, don't run away from it."
professor!sunghoon covers your mouth to make sure you keep quiet and he bends down to your ear, "You better keep quiet, or else i'll fuck you with the door open."
when you finally come, professor!sunghoon covers your mouth, making sure you don't make any noise while he chases after his own release, panting against your ear and thrusting in harder and deeper, making the desk shake.
when he finally finishes, professor!sunghoon bites your shoulder trying to make no noise and you guys just lay on his desk, panting and catching your breath, your legs and arms feel like jellies by the time you both finally finished.
while you and professor!sunghoon change back into your clothes, he fixes your hair and kisses your forehead, "Next time you wanna tease me like that? Im fucking you so hard the only thing on your mind is my name." You both leave the room and he glances at you one more time, smirking. You shiver, knowing he means it.
(OKAY THATS IT, this is my first headcanons so i hope you liked it!! I'll try and post more in the future!!)
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